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Previously on Betrayal

What's wrong? Something's wrong.

The Magnesium. Built by Couwenberg.

He's been kidnapped.

Dear Iris, here's what I think: You can go to ever-burning hell.

Please help me.

I thought he'd really cleared off. You?

What? - Message from Dad.

He's alive. - They'll let me go for 2 million euros.

Otherwise it will cost me my life.

Funny thing: We think Couwenberg intends to pay the ransom.

I'm trying to change. I'll see if I can do anything at work to help.

Can I have the photo, to be on the safe side?

BETRAYAL

TAKE NO CHANCES

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Any ideas for your birthday party?

Maybe laser gaming or football or something.

And what kind of presents? - Dunno.

Menno, you like Willem, don't you? - Yes.

When is he coming back, anyway?

We're not sure yet, honey.

He said: 30 days. - There are 18 left.

SQ?

So everything's changed.

Steenhouwer's been kidnapped. No one knows if he'll ever come back.

Huub, rumour has it you're paying the ransom.

I thought that was a secret. Does the whole world know?

Is it true? - It must be done.

My grandchildren are going crazy. They're doing their finals.

I understand.

So those 30 days...? - That's off.

The judge will wait until Steenhouwer comes back, or until...

Until we find him dead.

I'm entitled to a trial within a reasonable period.

The media are hounding me. My career is probably already screwed up.

The judge will wait and see, unless it takes years.

Mr Van Leyden, your threat is no less than a criminal of fence.

He screwed me over and ruined my business and its 14 employees...

Screwed you over? - He said the case could be won.

But I lost everything.

You filed a complaint. The judge ruled that Steenhouwer was blameless.

True, but... - Do you know he's been kidnapped?

What are you trying to say?

'I will do everything in my power to destroy you.'

I was angry. Don't you ever say things you regret?

You're in big financial trouble. - True.

I'm suing for damages, but all these fine lawyers say that's not possible.

New instructions? - No news.

It's early days yet. Where's Pepijn? - He's got a day off.

I want Barouk here to take on the kidnapping too.

He knows all these people.

And Van Erkel? - Will still assist.

Especially if he runs off like this.

Belgium

You've been known to use thugs against squatters.

You were even convicted for it, in 1998 and in 2004.

It was a long time ago. These days I'm...

It gave you contacts in the underworld. - If you want to call it that. So?

So I thought: I'll kidnap Steenhouwer and make some money?

How do I put that in the books? - You tell me.

Sure, fine. Any proof? - We're talking to some of your thugs.

They might give us something. Unless you want to talk to us now?

Afraid not. But good luck with that.

If only I could open a window. Go on. What's his name?

Van Leyden. He uttered serious threats against Steenhouwer. He's bankrupt.

Royackers? - Not ruling him out, but it's unlikely.

Couwenberg? - He's been bugged.

I understand he intends to pay the ransom?

If he releases him afterwards. - What do you mean?

It could be a set-up to clear himself. - If he won't, then why all this fuss?

Did Pepijn have any ideas before he took off?

I'm on my way.

Two million euros, in small denominations.

One driver starting out at 8 o'clock. He is to call this number:

06-51253304.

He'll receive instructions where to take the money.

If we see any police, or cars following, or helicopters...

...people taking photographs, GPS trackers or other transmitters...

...immediate execution will follow.

At 8 o'clock tonight, not a minute later, the driver starts driving.

As soon as the money is received, I'll be released.

Again: if even the slightest thing goes wrong, it's on you.

The consequences will be yours.

A mobile phone can be traced, can't it?

No, they use pay-as-you-go phones from China or Taiwan.

Probably stolen ones.

What happens now? 2 million by tonight, can it be done?

Who knows.

Do you want to do it? - What do you mean?

Do we agree to this?

Do we have any choice? I don't think so.

And the money? Your father? I gather he...

It's all really bizarre. For me too, I mean.

After 1 kilometre, take the next exit.

Permission from the Public Prosecutor?

No, absolute secrecy.

We'll talk about that in a minute. That's taken care of.

How does he do it? Two million in cash? Who in the Netherlands can do that?

Better tell the tax inspectors. - Yes, next week.

You were only this big, and going: Look at me, Daddy, look what I can do.

All children do that. - But you more than anyone.

You don't have to do this.

No? And then what?

They won't kill him. With kidnappings it's...

if they kill him, they get nothing. They know that.

When did you become an expert? - I can't believe we're talking about this.

This can't be happening.

How will you do it? Are you that close with the bank?

Leave it to me. I'm on it.

The kids? Are they okay?

Today's their last exam. Biology, I think.

And then their dad will be back soon. Hopefully.

You should see what's whirling around inside my head all day.

Are you still on antidepressants? How are you feeling?

Not great. Which is just as well.

If I were better, they'd send me back.

After 200 metres, turn left.

Turn left.

We have no contact, no deal, no guarantee they'll let him go.

All we have is orders from some riffraff. - But the Prosecution...

I know what they want. Where are they? - Mourabit is on his way.

And the money? - Couwenberg says he can do it.

Well, well.

What do we do? - We could track them with GPS.

But they may have sweepers, so that's too big a risk.

So we're doing nothing? - We'll talk to Mourabit in a minute.

Thanks for now, everyone.

What do we do about, Ms Hoegaarde?

I'm a councillor. If you can't trust me with your information, then who?

I have some funds, some contacts. Pocket money, bank accounts.

So he'll be free tomorrow? - How should I know?

I hope so, for my grandchildren. Their mother's going back to prison.

And their father... - Let me tell you something.

I don't believe you. You're pulling some stunt, aren't you? Huub.

I've no idea what you're talking about. I'll drop by later this week.

I have to go. Excuse me.

Turn right.

After 70 metres, turn left. You reached your destination.

...GPS trackers or other transmitters, immediate execution will follow.

How will they ever get two million? - They'll do it.

Really? Who? His wife? - I can't tell you, but...

Are they paying the money today? - I believe so.

How? By selling the house, or something?

Ms Hoegaarde... - Iris.

Iris. Does anything strike you about these images?

You were closest to him.

Do you think it's true what he says? They're forcing him, yes, but...

...does he think it's nonsense, or does he think it's serious?

We've got permission. You must take no chances.

Do exactly as they say. - But that's absurd.

Surely we can try to contact them? - Great. Any ideas?

Tonight? Can we ring that number? - Too late and too dangerous.

Helicopters? - 4 km away, they'll won't hear them.

Get it through your skulls.

Our priority is to get Steenhouwer back as alive as possible.

So no followers, aircraft, photographs or transmitters.

IMSI catchers?

How many cars is that? - Six.

What if they're observing? - So we're just getting screwed?

Don't you listen? What did I just say? First priority: Steenhouwer, alive.

This is a ransom transaction and we take no chances, damn it.

Again: if even the slightest thing goes wrong, it's on you.

The consequences will be yours.

One of the complicated things about Willem is...

...that you can never be sure. - About what?

What he's thinking.

Not even now?

Okay, thanks.

What happens next? - We'll keep you posted. We'll call.

It might be very late. - What do I do meanwhile?

Wait.

Holiday homes in Barvaux

What are you writing? - An interview with an environmentalist.

Is it fun? - It's interesting.

This news site mentions that kidnapped lawyer.

Willem?

Willem Steenhouwer. - Do you know him?

He used to be my brother-in-law. - Seriously?

We got on really well. But then my dad and Elsie and him fell out.

Elsie is my sister.

It's terrible what's happening now.

Totally.

I just hope they'll find him.

What? - Nothing.

Daddy says they will.

I'm going crazy. - The police will be here soon to help.

Support, and all that.

When do we hear if it worked? - No idea.

What about granddad? Is he coming? - Don't know.

How did biology go? - Terrible.

Do we have to talk about that? - Oh, excuse me for breathing.

Mum? What if he comes back?

What will you do then?

I discovered something. I think.

I'm sure he's really upset about it. Willem is my brother, sort of.

Not really, because he's married to Elsie, but...

I get the idea.

Where is this going?

...to help. - Help?

Yes. This is a secret, okay? - I'm a reporter. I protect my sources.

No one is supposed to know this. Not even me.

I heard Daddy talking on the phone.

You shouldn't tell me if it's a secret. - I won't.

Better not.

Daddy says he's helping, with the money.

He hopes, he thinks, that Willem and he can be...

...will be okay again.

He's paying the ransom. - Couwenberg will pay up.

Willem will owe him. - And how can he pay him back?

By not testifying in court.

You know Willem. Would it work?

Mr Couwenberg. Did you manage it?

I remember when I was little and couldn't sleep.

I dreamed about having a hundred guilders.

The things you could buy for a hundred guilders...

What happens now? - We give you a receipt.

Do you write down the numbers? - I'm sorry, I can't tell you.

Charming, that. I cough up 2 million but you won't tell me anything?

It's a big sacrifice and we respect you for it.

Chances are you won't see that money again.

Bj6rn, why don't you... - Is that for Willem?

Get out of here.

That's my son.

He has a new job.

Are you serious? A house? - A new house.

For us.

Where? - Wherever you like.

When? - When my divorce comes through.

Not long now. - Sure?

And your kids? - They can stay at home.

Elsie too when she comes out.

You and I will buy a new home.

But here... Where you used to live with that...

I don't want that anymore.

In our new house you can have an extra room.

Put all the things in there that you never tell me.

Then you lock it. But you give me the key.

In case I want to know anyhow. Or need to know.

Do we have a deal?

Mum, I'm hungry.

07.59 p.m.

Take the A1 to Amersfoort.

A1.

Be careful.

Damn it.

Go to the first parking area coming up in a minute.

There's a blue Renault with clothes in it.

Take off everything you're wearing and put the other clothes on.

Leave your clothes and your phone in your car.

And I mean all your clothes.

Have you left everything behind, and your phone?

Don't bullshit me or he dies. - Go see for yourself. It's there.

Have fun with my underpants. What size are you?

Where are you going to release him?

Tonight? - Take the next exit to the A27.

It's Mike. - Your phone has stopped moving.

The world is full of phones. I left my car and my other phone behind.

I'm heading towards the A27 in a blue Renault Twingo.

License plate 32 KGJ 2. That's it for now.

Well? - I can't choose.

You have to.

The dimple in your chin.

Seriously? - Yes.

Don't lie. - Jeez.

Tell me. - Your hair. Your mouth.

Your little nose. Shoulders. Everything, really.

Your turn.

Honest answer? - Yes.

Your eyes.

Time to go to sleep.

And dream. - I had a dream yesterday.

About what? - About the theme park we went to.

The three of us that day?

Good night, sweetie. - Good night.

I was in the area and I thought: Maybe you need some alcohol.

You shouldn't be alone right now.

Take the next exit to the A2, Utrecht, at the last moment.

Do not indicate.

Can you see me? - Take two left turns to double back.

Where are we going?

Are you happy it's over? - What's over?

School. Wasn't that your last exam today?

What? Didn't do well? - Meh.

What does 'meh' mean? - Nothing.

Nothing? What do you mean, nothing? - Just nothing.

I failed, alright?

Is that definite?

Ah, calories. - Carbohydrates. Aren't you a girl?

What's that? - A list of Van Leyden's thugs.

Some are behind bars, the others are hard to trace.

Anything from the bugs on Royackers or Couwenberg?

They're not friends, but we knew that. Not much else.

Sure. Put her through.

No, we haven't heard anything yet.

We'll let you know right away. - Okay, thank you.

Next exit, N201 to Loosdrecht.

They're sending me to Loosdrecht. - You shouldn't call me.

The Renault? - I'm working on it.

It'll be something along the water.

Will you be okay? - Sure.

I won't call again.

No news.

Bj6rn, I hear you have a job. - Yes, tell us.

You'll see a large green shed on your left. Stop there.

Damn it.

Found it? - Yes. Can't you see me?

Sure. Get out, leave the keys, take the money to the water's edge.

If you're not absolutely alone...

...or if there's all sorts of shit on you or the money...

...Willem Steenhouwer dies tonight.

I'm alone.

There's a boat, can you see it?

Put the money in the boat and push it firmly out.

When do we get Steenhouwer back? - When we have the money.

Where? - You'll see.

I want more security. - Tough.

Put the money in the boat or he's dead. - When do we see him?

Within 48 hours. ls the money in? - You can see me, can't you?

It's dark. Is it in? Tell me what you're doing.

If Steenhouwer is harmed we'll track you down.

Just stick to the deal and we will too. Push it out with all your strength.

Throw the phone in.

I'm not very good at friendships.

We had busy lives, moved house a few times. Then we had Menno.

We both worked full-time. I neglected everyone.

Answering calls or emails is not my strong suit.

I was close with Jill for a while, but I don't work for her anymore.

And since all this started...

Are you trying to say we're becoming friends?

Looks like it.

You know that film, When Harry Met Sally ?

It's true: friendship between a man and a woman...

I don't know about that. - Give it a try.

If you say so.

This might take all night. - I have nothing else on.

And I'm always there for my friends, no matter what time.

I did it. - Very sexy.

Tell us what happened, in Loosdrecht.

How did it go?

It's a village of narrow roads and small bridges.

I had to put the money into a boat on the lake.

They picked it up in a speedboat.

You remember where? - Of course.

Send a team. - I know it's late...

...but let me have your report by morning.

And inform his relatives.

Let's hope they stick to the deal.

So... Right.

The transaction went well. They should release him within 48 hours.

Sorry about all the nasty things I said. - Never mind.

We're not there yet. They have to stick to the deal.

Seeing is believing. Well, I'm beat.

Let's go, Bjorn. Early start tomorrow.

You come and see me tomorrow.

Thanks.

The Renault? - Still with its true owner.

They stole the same type and copied the license plate.

You talk, I'll type. - Why?

I have a typing diploma. So you can get home sooner.

I had this phone. I thought I'd capture the boat...

...and maybe their faces.

It had an automatic flash. I forgot.

The damn thing is always giving me trouble.

If they meant harm, I've given them a really good reason.

Van Leyden, does that ring a bell?

He and Willem fell out. This is one of his thugs.

I'd say: Just leave him out there.

Would they really kill him? - I wouldn't be surprised.

Why would they release him? They'd be safer if they killed him.