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I do. - I do.

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

You want to see Couwenberg jailed for life.

There are ways, if we pull together.

His name is Macrander. You know him.

Alex is an excellent hacker. Look what he found.

Macrander's office, April 23rd. Couwenberg orders Lampe to kill people.

Your solicitor failed to prove that. This is your last chance for payback.

Are you on Facebook? - Do you want to become friends?

Would you like that?

She's a whore and you're not to marry her. - Well, actually I am.

Marianne Liekerk. And here's Bj6rn thinking her name is Wendy.

Nothing is going to happen to her, right? - What are you on about?

You fucking bitch. I'm going to kill you.

I see you've officially become buddies with my dad.

I am going to go after Couwenberg. - We had a deal.

You are getting involved again. - It's the only way to get at him.

Are you trying to take revenge? - I can't carry on like this, Iris.

Betrayal

THE WORST POSSIBLE MISERY

Right then. Out shopping?

What the fuck did we discuss last time? - Quiet.

You were going to leave her be and then you send some idiots her way.

How do you know? - She came after me, you idiot.

Did you think you could scare me, twat face?

You're not the first nutter I've met. - What do you mean?

Tell your mates next time it'll be them first and you second.

I really don't know what you mean. - Great.

I'd hate to argue with my future sister-in-law.

Family is really important to me and Bj6rn, wouldn't you agree?

Have a nice day.

It's always the same:

You get involved and we end up with the biggest possible misery.

What were you thinking? How is Bj6rn going to react if he finds out?

He may never want to see us again. - But you're getting nowhere.

I'm only trying to... - Stop trying, unless it's above board.

If you can vaguely remember what that is.

I heard about your new lawyer. What sparked that brilliant idea?

Was there really no one else?

Don't be such a know-it-all, just because you...

If you find a way to get rid of that whore without killing anybody, please call.

April 23rd, I checked. I was with Couwenberg for the most part of the day.

In the morning we had a meeting with the council.

From Lelystad? - No, we had lost that battle.

Couwenberg lost and Macrander had started the build.

But it wasn't going well? - No.

And what about Joachim? - He joined us in the afternoon.

What was the meeting about?

I can't remember.

I think there was a problem. There was always a problem.

And Joachim took care of it.

And you knew.

I kept well out of it. I just did my job.

Macrander laid the foundations.

He started the build and Couwenberg finished it.

He continued to fiddle till he got taken off the project.

What? - Why do you say it like that?

You know exactly how it went. - We did countless projects.

His contractor went bust and so did he. That's why he supposedly killed himself.

Where did it happen? - In his former office.

We're allowed to take a look. It's in the area.

What about emails? - Between who?

The council and Couwenberg, Macrander and Couwenberg?

Most of them went through me.

But? - Couwenberg wasn't computer-savvy.

He sort of got the hang of it in 2009.

Can Alex take a look? - We'll need his computer.

Can we take it from the premises?

It was a desktop computer.

What about those gentlemen? - They won't be doing anything.

I think that would be best. - Really? Why is that?

So what do we do now? I'm bloody stuck.

If that pillock pursues his idiotic plan... - That would be very unfortunate...

but a divorce wouldn't immediately lead to financial ruin.

You're not the one marrying her and Bj6rn has no income to speak of.

I had a good look at that contract. At the confidentially clause in particular.

Between you and me.

If you tell anybody about my business... - It's watertight, of course.

I have to come up with something sharpish and I'm going to need your help.

There's something you should know.

Take a good look at it, I need you to be up to speed.

The paperwork is in the safe. Take a look at it, today.

I'll give you the code. - Okay.

Nobody knows about this. You're the first, apart from me.

My lips are sealed. Client confidentiality. - I've heard that one before.

If this gets out, it's your fault.

There is a chance that someone will pay you a visit one day. Am I clear?

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Alright. The code.

Hey, honey. What's up?

I got you something.

What's wrong?

I think I know what's inside.

We haven't made it official yet. - But this is hardly the place.

I'll come over later. - Don't you want to see it?

Of course, silly. Just not here. That's not romantic.

Tonight, after work. I'll come over. - Okay.

I'm happy. Thank you, ladies. You're beautiful.

I'm so happy you're back. And since that's the case...

did you know about our upcoming exhibition, surprisingly themed 'love'?

But someone pulled out so now I'm left with a blank wall.

Love. - A trip down memory lane?

With your brand-new hubby?

Marit speaking. - Hi, it's Alex.

The guy with no pencil sharpener.

Oh, it's you. - Yes, it's me.

How did you get my number? - I looked it up.

But how? - Have you finished your law book yet?

Almost. Just 700 more pages to go. Those laws are driving me crazy.

I have to go outside, or I will overdose on legal knowledge.

I'm hungry. How about you?

Funny. - What's funny?

Who even likes herring?

I quite like it. - It gives you horrible breath.

Were you planning on kissing anyone later? Do you have a boyfriend?

Are you seeing someone?

No.

That was Macrander's office.

Stock certificate Elsbjo Limited

Do you know what goes well with this? Aquavit.

Yes, I know. I have Swedish roots. - Really?

Brush your teeth before kissing your girlfriend.

I don't have a girlfriend.

And brushing doesn't help. Whoever wants to kiss me, will have to eat herring too.

Bye.

The coroner's report, did we miss something? Couwenberg's computer?

Maybe my son could help us out. Do you think Alex will find something?

Alex can find anything. - How extraordinary.

Where do you learn that? - Alex is extremely bright.

Which sometimes causes problems. - How?

I'll tell you later. What matters is that you were always out with that man.

You knew them both like no other. You must have noticed something.

Sensed something. Smelled something.

What are you doing? Are you alright? - Yes.

What's wrong?

I'm sorry.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. I don't want this.

Menno is staying at a friend's house and we're going out for dinner.

Are you focussed? - What now?

Why aren't you calling me? - Why should I be the one to call?

Shall I come over? - No, listen.

Have you started working on the video game? I'll explain it to you.

Jill has asked me for an exhibition. - Great.

I'm not sure yet. - Why?

You have lots of beautiful material. - I was thinking of something new.

My parents never married. They thought it was silly.

They were old hippies. Of course, that made me want it even more.

Ever since I was a little girl. - With Pepijn...

I got pregnant almost straight away. All the more reason to get married.

How did your parents react?

They disapproved, of course. But they were kind enough not to show it.

What about Elsie and you? - We were also really young.

Getting married was the best option. - Whose idea was that, yours or Elsie's?

Somebody else's. - Who?

Someone whose name you don't want to hear.

Not that son again, okay? - It's not what you think.

Tell me something that will make me happy.

When that thing with the councillor came to light...

the PPS delved into Couwenberg's accounts in order to bleed him dry, right?

I was no longer working for the PPS so I don't know the full story...

but from what I understand, he had nothing.

They never found any dirty money. What's the story?

We still don't know. - I do.

Well, well. - He secretly sold his entire company.

What? How? - I don't know yet. It's complicated.

And to whom?

Hey, I've been waiting all night. Why are you so late?

Will you marry me?

Yes.

You're kidding me. - There it is, in black and white.

His retarded son. - Main shareholder of his entire empire.

Impossible, we would have known. How did he pull it off?

I'm still working on it. -ls the son even aware of it?

Again, I don't know.

Other than that, things are okay, apart from one minor detail.

Which is? - Bj6rn wants to get married.

Right, you said. With some kind of... - Whore.

So there is a possibility...

That the whole company will fall into the hands of a prostitute called Wendy.

Kissing you is yummy. - I have lots of experience.

What's wrong?

I know you kiss other men, there's no need to rub it in.

I mean in the past, with boyfriends. I don't kiss my customers, Bj6rn.

But you kiss me.

Exactly. I kiss you because you are special.

And soon you will be the only one who gets to touch me.

I'm so happy-

Do you really mean that? - Yes.

I have a confession to make.

I love you. I can't live without you, you are my breath and my blood.

I knew it from the first time I saw you.

Why do you want to... - I have to say this.

Do you know what that psycho did to me? Those legal costs I had to pay...

What about them? - He paid them.

Do you realise what he's trying to say? I am his little mouse to play with.

He thinks he can get away with anything.

My career is in tatters, my future's gone... No, hang on.

It's only going to get worse. He will be released soon.

I thought: Okay, never mind. What's done, is done.

Strange things happen, you just have to accept them.

You have tried to convince me. And believe me, I really tried.

But I can't. I want to, but I can't.

I now have a chance to get back at him and make sure he never gets out of prison.

I have to take that chance.

Maybe I'm asking too much, but if I don't do this, there'll be nothing left of me.

All that frustration and yes, I admit, revenge.

I love you more than you love me.

Iris... - Yes.

What do you mean, yes?

You're asking too much.

The photographs...

can you print them off for us?

I have a much better idea. Much, much better.

Oh, do you now? - Yes.

I am a good public prosecutor. - You were one.

Maybe you can become one again.

How about catching him red-handed? Then we're done.

I can see the headlines: Praise for the PPS, property syndicate busted.

What's up? - You still see Bj6rn, right?

You play video games together. - Yes, because I have to.

What do you mean? - Didn't you know?

Didn't I know what? - Mum wants me to grill him.

I'm sorry, I don't follow. What about? - You didn't know about his insane plan?

I'll see you tonight. - Bye, baby.

Wendy? - Yes, that's her name.

She was at your wedding. Maybe that inspired them.

That strange girl?

Mum is horrified. She's even talking to Granddad again.

They're doing what they can to stop the wedding.

So you're seeing Bj6rn regularly?

He won't listen, but Mum is hoping I can obtain some useful information.

Do you still want to help me? - Of course.

It's a bit complicated.

Yes, a bit closer.

I need to piss.

No... - What happened?

I don't get it. And I got to level 11.

What do we do now? - Damn.

I know someone who knows a lot about games.

Shall I ask him to take a look? - No, once it's broken, it's done.

He's really good. - I'll just buy a new one.

Hey, you got to level 11. - Okay, if you say so.

Yes? - Hi, it's Marco.

I'm calling about a game.

Can you come round? When?

He can come right now.

Good luck.

Well done.

Things got out of hand with councillor Rooijakkers.

Willem was abducted, there was a ransom, the press and police...

I thought it was going to end badly and I couldn't take that chance.

My entire existence was at stake. So I got a tax expert in.

According to him it wasn't possible, but I wasn't too sure.

I rang the notary public I had once helped out of a huge mess.

I figured he owed me something.

It took a little persuading...

but in the end he was willing to come up with a construction.

What's his name? - Mr Penny. How appropriate.

I knew he had done this kind of thing before.

He had a couple of ideas. It was incredibly difficult, but he pulled it off.

And Bj6rn? - What about him?

He had to be involved at some point. - Am I the village idiot?

He can barely dress himself. - But he had to sign for it.

And during your trial... - There was nothing for them to take.

They didn't see that one coming, those arsewipes.

That's why they're still chasing after me.

But they won't succeed. - No. Mr Penny is a professional.

But nobody could have predicted that that ninny would fall for a whore.

And now I'm buggered.

If I reverse the process, your former colleagues will still come after me...

and everything will have been in vain. - There is another way.

How?

There's another relative.

You also have a daughter. - That's never going to happen.

She hates me and she's never shown any interest in the company.

True, but now you have a common interest.

Impossible. Too much has happened.

What if I ask her?

I could try.

Hi, this is Elsie Couwenberg. I was going to get in touch.

I'm talking to a bank and things are looking good.

Would it be possible for you to wait a couple more days?

Hi, I'm Alex.

Bj6rn. - Marco rang.

Yes. Come in.

Hey, Marco. - Alex.

Thanks for coming so soon. - Over here.

It keeps jamming. I checked the disc, but it's not scratched.

Can I get you a drink? - Some water, please.

The software requires updating. Let me try something.

Wow. Awesome.

How did you do that? - I know everything about games.

I have lots of stuff at home. Would you like to see it?

Yes, please.

Thank you.

Yes, it's all done. - Fantastic, Marco.

Now remember what we said. - I won't breathe a word.

Dad, who is this Alex bloke? - I met him through my solicitor.

I'll explain it to you later. - Okay.

Thanks.

So, what do you think? - About what?

Your grade. Hello, Earth to Zombie World 3. Your exam.

Oh, sorry. I think I passed. - I'll pull you through, baby.

For four years, if I have to.

We have cheese, sausage, crisps. Any takers?

I'll have a meatball. - Anyone for herring?

No, I don't like herring.

Menno, please tell Willem dinner is served.

Me? - Yes.

515m?

I made a list of people to invite to our wedding.

What about your dad?

If he is so against it, I don't want him at our wedding.

Do you?

Was it fun telling him? - No.

Let him bugger off then. Take it or leave it.

Okay-

And another thing, honey, what are we going to live off?

Have you and Daddy discussed that yet?

Are you still arguing? - No, we're not.

Then why are you so quiet? - Are we?

It's been a busy day, I'm tired.

Me too. - But you don't even work.

I'm working on all sorts of things. - Like what?

All sorts.

At least you don't have any homework. - No, thank God.

I need to pop out for a bit.

What brings you here? - I need to talk to your mum.

Is it about Bj6rn? - Yes.

I need to discuss something with you. - Did my father send you?

Yes.

Have you come up with something? - Sort of.

Go on.

Marco knows everything. - It would be better if he left. Sorry.

Why? - I'll explain in a bit.

Okay. Marco? - Jesus...

After all my help I can't be here? - That would be best.

Shall we sit down? - Will it take long?

A while, yes. - I'd rather meet at Dad's office.

Your father has a proposal. - A what?

A proposal. - What do you mean, is it about Bjorn?

He has asked me to be frank. It's about the company.

Does he suspect anything? - Who, Bj6rn?

No, Willem.

No. Nothing at all.

How much longer? - A couple of weeks.

Hey, are you... - Yes, I am focussed.

You have no idea how f-ing focussed I am.

What about the company?

It may sound strange, but he has transferred it to Bj6rn.

The stock, I mean. - Excuse me?

And now he wants to marry that girl in community of property.

Why did Bj6rn get all the stock? - It was the best solution at the time.

On paper, Bj6rn is the sole owner of Couwenberg Investments B.V.

That is very dangerous. The stock needs to be transferred as soon as possible.

To whom? My father trusts nobody. - To you.

Just a second.

It's about your restaurant.

I can't lend you the money and I wanted to explain why.

Is this a bad time? - A bit.

Hey, Dad. Come on in.

No, wait. - Shit...

What's he doing here? - He is...

What is that man doing in my house? - I...

I work for Mr Couwenberg.

He had a mark near his eye, like he'd been punched.

That could be something.

How shall we start?

How about: How illegal is it?

What's behind this? What kind of dirty game are you playing this time?