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Well?

Flawless.

Believe me, Arie will be happy.

Yo, just wait a bit, guys. Line two needs another… 15 minutes.

Okay.

On the floor! On the floor! Now!

On the floor! On the floor!

Hey! On the floor!

FERRY THE SERIES

FIVE DAYS EARLIER

One million?

One million. We won't have to live in a tent.

-I told you everything would be all right. -Yeah… Yeah…

You hear that, little one? Everything will be all right.

One million, in two weeks?

Two weeks minus one day, to be exact.

Are you crazy, Ferry? It'll never work, man.

-Where there's a will, there's a way. -Really? How?

Right now, we're making 30,000 pills per day, tops.

A good day, when nothing goes wrong. That means…

That's 390,000 p… Not even half, Ferry.

You need to work harder.

I don't think you really understand.

Imagine that you start with the purest PMK, and believe me,

that's not guaranteed.

You need six and a half hours to make MDMA oil.

It needs to dry, crystallize. Takes two hours, so eight and a half hours. Yes?

Let's assume that the speed and other stuff that goes into them is ready

so we can mix and make tablets right away.

We make 7200 pills per hour, clean for an hour and a half and start over.

Right now the maximum we can make with what we have is 30,000 pills.

Yeah, yeah, I get it.

We didn't even talk about the PMK yet.

Thanks to the arrests, it is impossible to get PMK.

Everyone is in jail or hoarding it.

Talk to me before making a deal.

If I had told you, you would have whined, and we wouldn't have had a deal.

Come on, man. We have been talking about this for a long time.

We wanted to hang with the big boys. We've worked on that for over a year.

We can't give up now.

If you can get anything you need, what are we talking about?

Big kettles, two, 1000 liters each.

About four freezers. Platinum filters, on my list for a while.

Can all be arranged. How much PMK?

Eight hundred liters. Forget about it, it'll never work.

Is PMK the only thing you can make MDMA with?

No.

It can also be made from BMK, apaan, sassafras…

Sassafras?

Yes, sassafras oil. Technically not illegal.

One can find it sometimes

in beauty products, soap, shampoo…

Yes, what?

-Yes. -Hey.

I will get you sassafras.

-Okay? -How?

I'll take care of it.

You take care of the rest. It'll be all right. Come on, man.

Work hard for a bit, and then we party. Okay?

Okay, but from now on you take me with you to all major negotiations.

-It only works if we work together. -Yes, I promise.

Sourpuss.

Oh, come here.

Ah, congratulations. Oh, you will be such a good mom.

-Are you pregnant? -You're one to talk, fatso.

Sabien wanted to cook, but I couldn't do that to you guys.

Boy, oh boy, look who's talking.

This is really fun.

Well, thank you.

Wok Palace?

Yes, just opened. Here, on the main road.

-We should go there too. -Yes, while we can.

Well, you still can, right?

Little ones sleep anywhere at first.

But if you want to go somewhere together, you can drop the little one off with us.

-I do the same thing for my sister. -Ah, that's really sweet. Thank you.

Well, I'm full.

Yes, all gone.

Anything good in your cellar?

-I've got some good stuff. -Yeah?

-Take a look? -Yeah.

Well, that's nice…

We lost them for the rest of the evening.

-Hey, Marco? -Yes.

-Take it easy, okay? -Yes.

-We need to get up early tomorrow. -No.

-To your health. -Yeah, yeah, whatever. Cheers.

-I can't look at this. Come, sit down. -I'm not going to pay, okay?

Sit down.

In the confessional.

That's what my father always said. Glass…

-You got a new one again? -Yes.

I saw it and thought, "I've got to have it."

What is it? A Rolex?

-It's what James Bond wears. -How much is it?

For Sabien, 500. So let's say, 500.

Thank you, credit card.

And tell me, my son, have you committed a lot of sins lately?

-I'm afraid so. -I didn't expect anything less.

You know what I do, right?

I know that you don't sell slot machines.

That's all I need to know.

And what if I tell you

that I have an offer for you that you won't be able to resist?

Yes.

Hey. No more hassle with credit cards or bank accounts.

And you can buy as many watches as you want.

Things are good. You do your thing, I'll do mine.

That's what I want too.

Today I heard that you want to make your own shampoo. I can help you.

That won't get one rich quickly.

It will if you order some extra products for me occasionally.

I make Ecstasy.

Don't want to know.

Except when there's a party, then you know where to find me. Right?

Remember, Park Festival last year? That pill was mine.

You told me it was the best pill you ever had.

Yes, that was a good pill. Hey, Ferry, I'm not judging.

We all do what's needed to put food on the table. I'm different.

I just closed a deal for one million pills.

I need raw materials.

Those are perfectly legal when ordered by the right person.

Sassafras oil, you know that?

-One million? Wow. -That's what I'm saying.

I can help you with your dreams. Your own shampoo.

Those are just vague plans. A lot goes into making shampoo.

Throw another shampoo in a bottle, put on a new label, done.

-Even easier money. -That's not what I want.

Let me think.

The problem is that I'm in a hurry.

-I have to have it this week. -This week?

Come on. I have to talk to Sabien about this.

Sabien doesn't have to know about it, man.

I don't know, Fer.

Friends and business, that never ends well.

I guarantee you that it will end well. Hey, come on.

Have the courage to jump.

I'm not happy about this.

You're pushing me.

-Everything okay? -Yes. Why?

Yeah, I don't know, you're so quiet. And Marco was acting weird too.

Just tired. Nothing's wrong.

-Are you coming? -Yeah.

Hello, Mr. Bouman, we were expecting your call.

I'll put you through to attorney Kuipers.

Mr. Bouman, thanks for calling.

What is this about?

I represent a client who would like to talk business with you.

Discreetly, in my office.

Who is that?

I can't tell you now.

But my client understands that you have a hard time finding your ingredients.

He may be able to help with that.

And how does your client know this?

That's not important.

Can I conclude that you are interested in meeting?

Do you know this Kuipers?

No, but the clients do.

All big guys from Brabant are with her.

Apparently she's good.

I hope so, because

I went to five people, extra kettles are hard to find.

Gentlemen, thank you for coming.

What is this?

Five minutes.

I'll leave you alone.

My name is Arie Tack, but you probably already knew that.

Sit down, I have a proposal.

I heard about your deal with Pusaka. Or well, your deal, my deal.

There was a hole, and I jumped in.

You got out quickly.

I think it's quite remarkable what you're doing.

Only someone crazy walks into a motor club empty-handed and out with a good deal.

Those who've been in the business know that history repeats itself.

I'll tell you what will happen.

You'll discover that you have neither the means

nor the organization to make a million pills.

But you keep going. Because this is your moment.

Get rich.

After two weeks everyone realizes that it's not going to work.

First those who are most knowledgeable, the cooks, and then you.

And then you beg, but you won't get that extension.

Those guys don't want to show that they can be betrayed.

When you miss your deadline, they'll hang you from the highest tree

so everyone can see and learn that this is what happens

when you can't deliver what you promise MC Pusaka.

Great story.

Let me guess, you can help me.

Smart guy.

I have the raw materials you need.

-Everything, except a-- -Cook.

You have something for me, I have something for you.

More money than you'll ever see and a good story.

I still feel like I'm helping you more than you're helping me.

So thank you very much.

Your partner has other thoughts.

Come.

Think carefully before you leave.

Because I will offer this only once.

And believe me, this won't work without me.

Hmm, I think it will. See you.

-Be pleasant with your sister. -We would discuss things.

This again? There is nothing to discuss.

We have nothing, and another day has passed.

With him, we won't have anything either.

He'll screw us. I know his kind, worked for them.

Pusaka will destroy us if we don't deliver.

Yay. The snacks are ready. We can eat right away.

-Good. -Lars, take some.

No, I'm not hungry.

You, not hungry? Are you sick?

Just let him be.

He's been whining the whole day. Got up on the wrong side of the bed.

Well, I'm happy you're here anyway, and that we're together. Right?

Because we have something to say.

God, you're not pregnant, are you?

-You're pregnant? -Yes, but it's still really early.

But you'll notice that I don't drink. So, yes…

Great, right?

-Nice, congrats. Great. -Thank you.

-Great, isn't it? -Wow.

Hey, you'll be an uncle.

Uncle Lars, and you live right around the corner. Isn't that great?

Yes.

How about we open a bottle of bubbly?

Oh, yes. And have some, because there's more coming.

You'll be a dad and are risking your life. We need pills soon.

In two weeks we'll have one million pills. I won't let them take it away from me.

There is no more champagne, only cider.

-We'll take beer, then. -Okay!

I'll find a solution. Have some patience.

Patience? Wake up. We have nothing. No materials, no PMK.

Pilsner or Omer?

What do you think?

Tack is the only one who has what we need.

I will go back. He only needs a cook.

Don't say that, man. We made that deal together.

Now it's our deal. First it was yours.

-Don't argue. -You should have thought of that.

-Hey, what are you doing? -Yeah, sorry, Danny, I have to work. Bye.

Oh no, what a shame. Couldn't you give him some time off?

Yeah, yeah.

Open up.

Asshole.

Hey, come on.

You're by yourself.

I was surprised that Bouman called back. I get it now.

Ferry still believes that he can solve it himself. I don't.

I'm not tired of living yet, so…

I'm open to an offer.

No, I need the whole team, or it won't work.

You get the whole team. I'm the cook. I don't need Ferry at all.

Can you make that?

Yes, I can make that.

But Pusaka won't be happy with one million cough drops.

I'm surprised that you have the materials, because anything over 60 degrees explodes.

So how would you do it?

You'll have to hire me.

I work with two cooks, and for three lines I'll need assistants.

You work with three lines, don't you? Well, you do the math.

When can you start?

Ferry is all talk.

Yeah, man.

-Lots of blah-blah, little boom-boom. -You're one to talk.

Yeah, what? After I get that money, I'm buying a pussy wagon right away.

That'll attract the chicks.

-You better get your dick enlarged. -For half a million, I'll do both.

-You don't get half a million. -What? You said we would get half.

Yes, one half divided by three.

-Three halves is kind of difficult. -Nitwit.

Are you Dozer?

Arms to the side.

What's that?

Lighter.

There's no smoking in the lab, man. Ask me for it tomorrow.

Who's the nitwit now? Huh?

Put these on.

STYLETTO - BARBER - STYLE BAR

Will one of you say what's going on?

What?

Marco was in a bad mood yesterday. Are you two fighting?

-What's going on? -Nothing.

What is going on?

I asked Marco to help me with a work thing.

A work thing?

What?

We can't get our raw materials.

And Lars said that he can cook with sassafras too.

It's legal and found in shampoo…

You didn't tell him that you make Ecstasy, did you?

I just wanted to be honest.

You can't do that without discussing it with me first.

It is nothing to be ashamed of.

No, but those are our best friends. Well, I don't want to lose them.

No, me neither.

No, but… And what if Marco tells Sabien?

He already would have. Then she would know why he is upset.

So Marco is upset.

So to speak.

Furthermore, he said that he had to think about it, so…

He's thinking about it so hard that he's been avoiding me.

When things quiet down, I'll talk to him, okay?

I don't want you to work with Marco, leave him out of it.

You said that this is for a better life.

Yeah. A life without friends and family is not a better life to me.

No, to me neither.

I've already thought of something else, so it will be all right.

Okay, then.

-See you tonight, okay? -Bye.

Make 'em beautiful.

Dammit. Wesley, if I find another turd, I'll pull your balls off.

You all right, old man?

Jerk next door, gets under my skin.

-What do you want? -What do you want?

You're going to help me. You're going to make kettles for me.

For your own safety, no one is referred to by name.

We work with numbers.

You'll work in 12-hour shifts that you plan yourselves.

There's food, drinks, beds and sleeping bags.

Platinum filters. This is a few hundred thousand euros worth of materials.

Yes.

And the PMK?

More than a thousand liters.

You bought all of it.

Arie wants his cooks to have it all.

These are your assistants.

Questions?

No?

Get to work.

Tonight, here, same time.

What do you think? Are we getting a beer?

It is nine o'clock in the morning.

-Why not? -What kind of beer do you have?

-What? -What kind of beer?

I have two…

Good morning.

How was everything at the competition, fucking traitors?

What do you mean… No, of course not. Never.

-His idea. -Hey.

Yes, he made us.

Lars forced you?

-Great friends. -Ferry.

How did it go?

Good news, bad news.

What? You two are working together?

Asshole.

Hey, come on.

Goddammit.

Can we talk?

-I'm listening. -Here? You're not even wearing pants.

It won't take long.

Okay.

You were right.

Tack is the only one who has the materials and the PMK.

Okay, so we'll work with him.

No.

We will rob him.

-Why didn't you say this before? -I wanted to check out the lab first.

-And? -There's more than enough PMK.

Boys, this is insane.

That's what I said yesterday.

That's insane.

If we do it right, Tack will never find out, man.

Okay? Come.

Arie Tack does all his business in his lawyer's office.

So she knows better than anyone with whom, where, and how he does business.

So if we make him believe that she arranged things with those Poles,

we get away with it.

Which Poles?

Kuipers got a gang of drug smugglers off last month.

POLISH GANG LINKED TO HOOLIGANS FROM KRAKÓW ACQUITTED DUE TO PROCEDURAL ERROR

"The Polish criminals had ties with soccer hooligans from Kraków."

"The network bought, smuggled and sold large quantities of drugs

predominantly speed, Ecstasy and cocaine."

-How do we get Tack to suspect the lawyer? -It'll be fine.

-First we find some tough Poles. -We don't even know where the lab is.

Yes, so that's the bad news. No clue where they brought us.

Hey, I have a transmitter. We can use that.

Why do you have a transmitter?

Long story. Something to do with my ex. Most importantly, it works.

Fine. One thing…

It has to be tonight.

Or we'll never finish the pills in time.

-Okay. -What's in it for us?

Full partners, 50-50. The way it should be.

We're going to do it, man. Right? Hey.

Friends again?

Family.

Hey, man, come here. Hey, fool.

So we are getting half.

No.

Man, I'm joking. Chill.

Here's another joke.

If you screw me over one more time,

I'll finish you.

-It was your plan. -You didn't know that.

Yeah, but still…

I didn't mean what I said yesterday about Ferry.

I thought that's what you wanted to hear.

It's fine.

Hey, where's Dennis?

Here he comes.

Oh, man, sorry, guys. I had to buy batteries for the transmitter.

Oh, man, I ran like crazy.

Oh, here we go.

Okay, how do we do this?

Here, I'll do it.

Can I sit in front today? I get sick with that hood over my head.

No.

-Do you at least have a sick bag? -You can puke in the hood.

-And put it back on? No way. -Just let me know if you don't feel well.

Yes, okay.

Yeah…

What's that?

Were those the batteries--

Yeah.

Dumbo.

MORTAL DANGER

Boy, oh boy, looks nice here. Right?

Did it work?

They're inside.

But you can't cook in these barrels. They'll explode right away.

Ah, don't you worry.

Who are they?

Poles.

They'll help us load.

-You work with them? -Yes.

Poles. Why Poles, Fer?

It's part of the plan, John.

What is it, Dutchman? What are we supposed to do?

What is your plan?

-We're raiding a lab. -Do those guys know that?

-I think so. -Did you say so in sign language?

-No. -How? What?

Now that you say so, I'm looking for someone who speaks some Polish.

Those guys say that they speak English, but it's not great.

For tonight?

-You are such a sly devil. -What? Why?

You know damn well that I speak Polish.

I would never ask you.

Clau would never have approved.

Goddammit.

I knew it.

I knew it.

Barrels from the barn. They need to be loaded onto the truck.

Fer, this is one time only.

Good to have you with us.

Go help them.

Sorry. I thought we'd have time. They were suddenly there.

And what now?

What's happening?

Are you coming?

Yes, in a moment, just have to

recover from the ride, nauseous again.

I saw a window in the bathroom with a vent.

I saw that too. It's at least two meters high.

-There's no other way out, man. -Do you think I'm a kangaroo, nitwit?

-I didn't say that. -Guys, knock it off.

We'll have to, okay?

I'll keep an eye on Dozer. You find out where we are and try to reach Ferry.

Come on.

Fuck, that's smaller than I thought.

The shortest one better go.

It's not about height. Better the thinnest one. I'm the fattest.

How much do you weigh?

About 85.

Ah, fuck you, man. Your BMI would be 28 or so.

What the fuck, are you a dietician now?

You forgot to put the batteries in, so you're climbing through. Come on.

No, wait! That'll break and make too much noise. Come here.

Okay, push me up.

I can't see.

Hurry up.

No, crap, wait, stop.

Oh, crap, the suit is ripping.

Wait a moment.

Here we go…

-What are you doing? -Yeah, hurry up. Hurry up.

Wait a minute. Keep…

Goddamn… Yes… Push. Give me a push.

Yo, Dennis, everything okay?

Yeah, I'm okay, I think.

Wait a moment.

Where am I? Fucking mess.

Goddammit, still no signal. Come on!

It'll come.

-What? -Nothing.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Occupied.

-Well? -Unknown number.

Goddamn… Crap!

Just take it.

-Hello. -Yes, Fer, it's me.

Hey, I escaped. It didn't go well with the transmitter.

Hey, I have to hurry. I…

Fuck.

We are in a warehouse in…

Guys, where are we?

Problems?

No.

Open the door.

What?

Open the door.

I'd rather not.

I said, no smoking here.

Calm down, man.

This isn't the lab. It's the can.

Is this the place?

We think so. Who was the locksmith here?

Waginak. Waginak can get in anywhere.

What is he doing?

What's going on?

It's all good. It's just Waginak breaking in.

On the floor! Now!

On the floor!

Waginak, hurry the fuck up!

Motherfucker! What the fuck are you doing?

Let's get the fuck out of here!

No one leaves until I know who betrayed us.

We don't have anything to do with this. We're going. The cops may show up.

What's the rush?

-Everyone, leave! -Stay here.

Let go, let go. Quick, out of here!

Not more than a third, or it'll be too diluted.

You already said that.

Okay, close it.

Thank you.

Hurry, close it up.

In a horse trailer in Waalre in Brabant

barrels and other materials were found this afternoon to set up a drug lab.

Raw materials for the production of drugs, cooking kettles on wheels,

and other production materials were discovered.

Thanks, Barry.

Three men were arrested, among them the Polish owner of the trailer, Darius P.

Their attorney, Inez Kuipers, spoke on camera.

My clients are completely innocent and claim this was a coordinated ambush

to put them back behind bars…

Any problems?

No, not really. You?

I just saw it on TV.

They seem to believe John's kettles are real, so I think it worked.

-Great. -Hey.

Goddammit, that stinks.

Hey, man. It was the only arrangement I could make on such short notice.

And now no one will complain about the stench.

God, man, they're huge.

Right, or not?

Get to work.

Transmitter.

It was under the car.

IN LOVING MEMORY WIMIE WILHELM 1961-2023

Subtitle translation by: Irene Stoel