-So you're in? -You can trust me.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
I didn't tell them anything, and I'm not going to.
Yesterday... That was a moment of weakness.
But I've made up my mind now.
-Are you sure? -Yes.
We need to be able to count on you. A hundred percent. Every time.
Next time we might not be able to fix the situation.
-These guys have killed people before. -You can count on me.
What happened at the stables last night?
Nothing.
Nathalie, I saw you crying.
What happened?
-We shouldn't have done this. -Hey, fuckers.
You're not dropping me now.
I'll decide what I can and cannot handle.
I convinced Laurent to go to that auction, like you wanted.
My relationship with him is my business.
We had a deal.
I'll do my part, and I expect the same from you guys.
Hi, honey.
Is everything okay?
I've been told to give you this.
And to say it's from Ferry.
What do you mean?
Dad, I'm sorry. I went to that holiday park.
That woman took my memory card and wouldn't give it back.
-And she was acting really strangely. -Calm down.
-Who took your memory card? -That woman.
-What woman? -Ferry's wife.
I went to that holiday park... because I wanted to know what it was like.
And what you did there.
That's where you were given the phone?
No, that was yesterday.
At home.
At Mom's house?
-Who gave it to you? -Some Dutch guy.
Honey, did he hurt you?
No.
-Did he threaten you? -No.
-I'm sorry. -It's okay.
Dad, there's something on the phone.
A sound clip.
Did you listen to it?
John? What are you doing here?
Come on, asshole.
I'm sorry.
Polly, wait.
When they ask you questions,
I want you to keep quiet about the phone and the holiday park.
Don't tell anyone. Not even Mom.
Why not?
Dad, who is John?
I promise I will tell you everything, but I need to solve this first.
You have to trust me. Okay? Can you do that?
-Yeah? -Okay.
-Sweetheart. Is everything okay? -Yes.
-Go on inside. -Okay.
-Hey. -We'll take good care of them.
If Ferry was able to locate your kids, he no doubt knows where you live, too.
You'd better sleep somewhere else.
Jackson?
-Bang! Bang! -Shoot her!
Give that back to Uncle Laurent. I don't want you playing with that.
-Why not? It's not loaded. -Give it back.
Give it to me.
We're just playing. You shouldn't have gone out for so long.
You think it's fun for a child to be home alone all day?
I wasn't gone long.
It's not fun, is it? No.
Come on, Mommy bought sweet rolls. Let's go eat. Come.
"I wasn't gone long." I've been playing with him for an hour and a half.
He could have done his homework.
Why didn't you take him with you?
Because he wasn't dressed and I was in a hurry, all right?
You've been acting strangely lately.
I don't want Jackson playing with weapons, am I clear?
I know you don't want me anymore. You've made that clear.
But let's get one thing straight.
You get your half of our son, and I get my half.
And when he's with me, I do what I want. Understood?
And I'm fed up with him calling me "uncle."
He has a right to know who his father is.
Me.
We agreed we wouldn't tell him.
Well, I've changed my mind.
Here.
Hi.
Hey, Visser. How are you?
-I hope this isn't a bad time. -No, no.
Would you like a tour?
-This is Marc. -Hello.
Hi, Polly.
That must have been a frightening experience for you.
Yes.
Can I ask you a few questions?
Sure.
Come on, let's have a seat.
So, Polly...
Can you tell me what happened in your own words?
I came home from school. I was in the driveway, and then...
someone called out my name and told me to say hello to my dad from Ferry.
And then he left.
And what did he look like?
He had a beard, short hair,
I think he was about my dad's age.
He was Dutch.
-Had you ever seen him before? -No, never.
Okay.
Let's go back to when he walked up to you. What were his exact words?
Like I said, I was in the driveway, and...
someone called out to me, and told me to say hello to my dad from Ferry Bouman.
You just said he said "from Ferry." Did he say the name Bouman?
I don't know. I think so.
That's not much.
Was he aggressive in any way? Did he try to intimidate you?
No.
-Are you okay, honey? -Yes.
So he just told you to say hello?
-Yes. To my dad. -Right.
Even the tiniest detail can be significant.
-You're telling me everything, right? -Hey, Marc.
I need to hear it from her.
Yes, I'm telling you everything.
-Okay. -Well done, honey.
You see its neck? It's relaxed. That horse is relaxed.
That's the western way. Horses were meant for walking long distances.
When I look at how they ride horses in Europe...
Pulling at the bit the whole time. I feel sorry for those horses.
In my opinion, horses shouldn't be used as investment opportunities.
I have too much respect for them. Plus they don't yield enough profit.
-Not nearly. -I made a nice profit on one recently.
And it wasn't even the most expensive one there.
No, but that one was fully grown when you got it.
When you start out with a foal,
that's three years of stabling, feeding, and training you have to invest in.
And no matter how good its bloodline is, there's no guarantee it'll be a champion.
Only one in four is. So you need to raise four foals.
And your 20,000-euro foal may grow up to become a 2,000-euro horse.
And just like that, all that money's gone.
So if you want to work with horses, you need to have a passion for them.
Look.
Now there's a beautiful horse.
Her name's Nuberon.
She's going to be a champion.
I would do anything for her.
But you're not here for the horses, are you?
Why are you here?
Steve told me you and your brother sell more than just farming machines.
I have partners that might be interested in your... products.
I don't know what Steve told you, and I don't know what you think we do...
but we do wholesale, not retail.
All right?
That's exactly what I have in mind.
-Hello, Mom. -Hello.
-Yummy. -Right?
She's cooking brains.
Nice, huh?
You know who I ran into yesterday?
That Dutchman Steve was talking about.
He was at the auction to sell his horse.
The horse Steve was taking care of.
We started talking...
and he told me he has excellent contacts in South America.
Venezuelans.
And that they need equipment. The heavy stuff.
That might be a good deal.
-Venezuelans? -Yes.
I thought we agreed we'd take it easy.
They're in Brussels at the moment. We could meet with them.
That's not a good idea.
You dumped six million euros into the sea.
How do you intend to make up for that?
Not by making deals with just anyone.
Why don't you take me seriously, damn it? I'm not an idiot.
I do have good ideas sometimes.
The brains are ready.
We're coming, Mom.
-Will you come with me or not? -We'll see.
-Here they are. -It's been a while.
Why don't you give Laurent some extra, it might make him smarter.
What are you doing here?
Come on, asshole.
Mobach called.
It's on.
If you'd rather stay here, we can postpone it.
No, no. Let's do it.
The sooner it's done, the better.
-Good evening, gentlemen. -Good evening.
-Do you have a reservation? -Visser.
Ah, the private room. Follow me.
Visser. Fancy place.
-This is my brother, JP. -Nice to meet you.
Gentlemen, have a seat.
All right, guys, a drink? Aperitif?
-They have fantastic whiskeys here. -Just a beer for me.
Water.
I'll have the same again.
Right.
The Venezuelans will be testing the waters because they don't know you.
They'll act like they're doing you a favor by being here,
but don't let that fool you.
I know they're exploring the market.
-Where are you going? -Home.
Jean-Pierre.
What's the problem?
Why did you walk out like that?
You asked me to listen to them, and I did.
Those guys are filthy rich.
A war is about to break out there, which means years of income.
Why are you hesitating?
There are only two possibilities, both with the same outcome.
Either Steve is an undercover agent and they're all dirty,
or they're the real thing and we'll end up in a hornets' nest.
-What kind of hornets' nest? -Who says Enrico can be trusted?
Our weapons might end up with some offshoot of FARC.
Those guys take weapons as payment for their coke these days.
Or they'll end up with the ELN or the Urbaños.
The CIA and the DEA are all over them. We're not doing it.
I get it.
And you don't care that I'll look like an ass.
Buddy, you brought them here, now you can deal with them.
Is everything okay?
My brother is a difficult man.
Without JP we're nothing.
Not true. Laurent delivering is enough.
We need them both.
If we catch Laurent,
we'll roll up this network. That's the main thing.
He might rat out his brother for a deal.
They murdered Kim. We're not making any deals.
That wasn't a question.
-No fucking way. -Bob, please.
In case you haven't noticed, you're no longer needed here.
You've introduced Carlos and Mobach, we don't need you anymore.
We all want vengeance for Kim, but you have to be reasonable.
We need to seize this opportunity. We don't know if we'll get another one.
We'll close a deal in a few days.
If JP won't be part of it, we'll continue with Laurent.
Ferry Bouman. The police have the authority to enter your private space
as there are indications
-that criminal acts have taken place... -Yeah, yeah. Commissioner.
You could have just asked me.
I'd have told you there was nothing to find.
-I warned you, asshole. I'll kill you. -Oh, yeah?
I'll tell you what's going to happen.
I'm going to call my lawyer, who'll get me a statement from a physician
saying my neck hurts.
And then I'll sue you for using excessive force.
Don't you dare go near my wife.
Show that to your lawyer.
You'll hear from us.
-Did you see that? -Yeah, yeah, shut up.
Hi, I'd like to see Ferry Bouman's visitors log.
HENK SWAAB - FRIEND
Put your toys away. It's time to eat.
Come on, put them away.
There we go.
-Do you want me to cut it up for you? -No.
No? Okay.
-Uncle Laurent! -Hey, I have a surprise for you.
-Chips and frikandellen. -Chips, yummy.
I had a hangover so I thought, "I'm going to buy chips."
-But... -I knew he'd like them.
-He already has food. -You can eat those.
We're having chips, right, buddy?
-Do you want toppings? -No.
No toppings. Here you go. I thought so. There's samurai sauce and mayonnaise.
Bon appétit.
-I'm stuffed. But that was delicious. -That was delicious.
Hey, I just got a Schanzlin narrow gauge. I immediately thought of Jackson.
-What's that? -It's a small tractor.
My dad let me drive one of those by myself for the first time when I was your age.
So I thought you might like to take it for a drive.
Yeah, cool.
-No way. -Why not?
I'm not letting my seven-year-old drive one of those. Are you crazy?
-Why not? -I'll be with him. It's completely safe.
-I'll be really careful. -No, Jackson, it's far too dangerous.
Come on, Mom. My mom would have let me.
And your dad gave you gin to help you sleep.
That doesn't mean it's a good idea. It's not happening.
-Come on, time to go to Scouting. -No, I want to stay with Uncle Laurent.
Jackson, it's time to go to Scouting. Come on, I won't tell you again.
Stupid Mom.
Don't say that, Jackson.
Are you ready?
Looking for Laurent?
No, I was hoping to run into you.
Listen.
I'm here to apologize.
For what?
We didn't mean to come between you and your brother.
We have nothing to gain from you two arguing.
And we'd rather have both of you in on this deal.
Why are you really here?
You're way too eager, buddy. Too eager.
I don't like people who are too eager. They always cause trouble.
Hello?
Well then, Peter.
Hey, if you dare touch my family, I will kill you.
Take it easy, man.
If I wanted to harm someone, I would have.
What do you want?
I assume you've heard the sound clip?
That you listened closely?
All I heard was some mumbling by John.
You've got nothing on me. Nothing that's worth anything in court.
I don't care about that. What I care about is how much it's worth to you.
To your supervisors.
An undercover agent murdering people.
If that gets out, heads will roll.
There's only one place this can end for you, Peter.
In prison, between everyone you helped put there.
-Unless... -Unless what?
Unless you make sure I'm released from prison.
Hey, fuck off.
I want a bit more focus this time, okay? This is serious, guys.
All right, and... five, six, seven, eight.
Clap, clap.
Combo, and...
Put some fire into it, baby. Smile. A line dance is a...
-Shine dance. -That's right.
Come on. And step, step...
-Nathalie. -Hey.
I need to talk to you.
Let's go to the back.
-I need your help. -People have seen us together now.
That's okay. Just tell them I'm here to sign up or something.
How does that work here? Do I fill in a form?
That Visser guy was here yesterday. Why?
The less you know, the better.
It doesn't work that way, Steve.
I want to help, but you have to tell me something.
Since that auction, Laurent has been a complete asshole.
He's even using Jackson.
We had dinner with the brothers yesterday, to set up a deal.
Laurent is willing to set up a deal, but JP isn't. I need to convince him.
The problem is, I don't know him. What kind of guy is he?
Gosh, JP...
I barely know him myself. He barely even speaks to me.
Does he do drugs? Is he anti-drugs? Does he visit hookers?
-Is he afraid of his mom? Anything. -I'll think about it.
I don't have much time.
I have a few days to pull him into the deal.
And if you fail?
Then we can only catch Laurent.
I know that's enough for you, but not for me.
Hey, Laurent.
What's Steve doing here?
-Steve? Where? -Yes.
He just went to the back with Nathalie.
Laurent and JP murdered Kim.
JP cannot get away with that. He belongs in jail.
I'll find something, I promise.
Here you are.
Steve's here to sign up.
I was just explaining...
I miss riding horses. Since Spider was sold.
Almost done.
I'll take over. Go on.
Can I see your ID?
-Here. -Thanks.
So you changed your mind?
What do you mean?
Well, I thought you found another riding school.
Hey, I like it here.
And after last night I thought maybe we can start with a clean slate.
Turncoats are welcome here, too.
Hey, those Venezuelans, how long will they be in Belgium?
No idea, Laurent.
I could speed things up a bit.
Let's just wait and see.
They have to discuss the deal with their home base.
All right, thanks. I'll keep you informed.
-See you. -Bye.
Bye, Steve.
-Why did you sign him up? -I couldn't send him away, could I?
Next time, call me first.
Laurent, I can't keep up. First you fight, then you make up.
Now this is an issue. I can't read minds.
Who's in charge here? Next time, you call me first.
-Why aren't we going home? -We have to do something first.
Go on, you ring the bell.
Hello, Great Aunty.
Visitors.
We drove past on our way back from the dairy farm.
You should have phoned. I have to leave soon.
I brought you nice butter.
Jackson hasn't had lunch yet, so I thought...
Nice butter, that's delicious. Come.
So good.
It's better than at a wedding.
Yes, that's true.
I brought you something else.
Look at this.
That's a nice photo.
I'll put it in a frame.
Sure, you can do that.
That's you.
But I thought maybe we could put it in the family photo album.
He should be in there, don't you think?
Am I right?
That's nice. I think Jackson looks like his Uncle JP.
His smile. Don't you think?
It looks like JP's smile in this photo.
You see?
Look at JP's smile here. We don't see him like that very often.
No.
Who is the man next to him? I've never seen him here.
That's Victor.
He's an old friend of JP's.
JP used to go out with him a lot.
What kind of friend?
Just a friend.
Do they still hang out?
There's Jean-Pierre.
Hi, Uncle JP.
-Hi, Mom. Ready to go to the doctor? -Yes, let me get my coat.
We'll head off, too.
Do you need to pee before we get in the car?
-Yes. -Hurry up, then.
What are you doing?
Yvette let me put a photo of Jackson in her album.
I wanted to take a photo for my Instagram.
-But we're off now. -All right, I'm ready.
My keys.
I'll find them. You go sit in the car. I'll be right there.
All teams are in position.
Remember, he threatened the daughter of a colleague.
Okay. Standing by.
Everyone ready?
-Okay, go, go, go! -Hey, goddammit.
Target down.
Resisting arrest is never a good idea.
Fuck you. I've done nothing wrong.
Polly Lemmens identified you.
Stalking a cop is one thing, but threatening his kids?
That's a whole new category.
I didn't threaten anyone. And certainly no kids.
I passed on a message.
"Ferry says hello."
Is that all they told you?
What do you mean?
Ask your colleague.
-How did it go in Brussels? -It was fun.
-I heard you're going ahead with the deal? -Yes, I'm doing it.
So your plan is to screw us both over.
Good plan, brother.
You always think you're smarter than me.
And all I'm good for is to do as you say.
Well, I'm fed up with your bullshit.
If I want to make this deal, I'll make it.
I don't need you for that.
And I'll use the profits to buy you out of my company.
Then I'll never have to look at you again. Know-it-all.
Just don't come crying to me, brother.
Don't you worry, boy.
Don't you worry.
All I know is that his name is Victor.
-Victor? -Yes.
I know it's not much, but... there's something about him.
I've never seen JP respond like that.
Maybe you should talk to him?
JOHN Z., THE MAN IN FERRY BOUMAN'S SHADOW
-Hey, Liesbeth. -Hi.
Sorry for disturbing you, but I'd like to talk to Polly again.
Pol?
We can sit here.
-Okay? -Hi, Polly.
Hey.
Can I talk to her alone?
It's just easier.
Sure.
How do you do it? All that pretending, day in, day out.
Basically lie the whole time. Without making any mistakes.
I would go nuts.
Doesn't it eat at you?
You get used to it. For the most part.
Except for lying to your children.
That never stops sucking.
You have kids?
Two.
Married?
Divorced.
And I take it Steve is not your real name?
Can I know your real name?
That's not a good idea.
Okay.
-Sorry, I have to take this. -Okay, see you later.
Hello?
Hi, Bob. I just want to check something.
Marc is here again to talk to Polly.
But he's being vague about it. Is there something I should know?
No. He didn't tell me anything.
He said it's something to do with someone they arrested.
-Henk Swaab? -I don't know.
Marc wanted to speak to her alone. Is that even allowed?
We arrested that man.
He'll remain in custody, so...
-You don't have to be afraid anymore. -Okay.
-You're safe. -Yes.
But there's one thing I want to double-check.
Swaab said he gave you a message.
For your dad.
What did he mean by that?
Probably to say hello to my dad.
I think you're hiding something.
Is there someone who asked you to hide something?
-Your mom? Or your dad perhaps? -No, I swear.
-Hey, Bob. -Hey.
Polly, can I talk to Marc alone?
-Sure. -There's something we need to discuss.
-Thanks, Polly. -No problem.
-I'll be right with you, honey. -Okay.
What are you doing here?
We arrested Henk Swaab. I wanted to let Polly know.
And to check some things.
If you want to talk to my daughter, you ask me first.
And you certainly don't send her mother away. Am I clear?
Okay, Bob.
You're right. I'm sorry. I should have called you.
But we arrested Henk Swaab.
That's the main thing.
I'll keep you informed.
What's going on?
It's okay.
They arrested Henk Swaab.
I think Marc just wanted to double-check Polly's testimony.
That's bullshit.
I saw Polly pull her hand away. And now suddenly you're here.
-What's going on? -So now it's my fault?
I just came in. I don't know anything.
I'm trying to protect my daughter, just like you.
I just know something's wrong, okay?
I'll go talk to her.
-Hey, kiddo. -Hi, Dad.
-Everything okay? -Yeah, I'm fine.
-Hey, can I talk to your sister alone? -Sure.
Hey, honey.
I'm sorry I got you involved in all this.
That's not really fair to you.
"I'm sorry" is not going to cut it, Dad.
If you want me to keep lying for you, you'll have to give me some answers.
The paper says John drowned.
Ferry sent you that phone for a reason. You asked me to keep quiet for a reason.
I'm not stupid.
So either you tell me what's going on, or you're on your own from now on.
Polly...
Dad, did you murder John?
I did not murder John.
It was self-defense.
John had a knife.
It was him or me.
I defended myself, and...
we fell into the water together.
That's what you heard in that sound clip.
John never resurfaced.
If it was self-defense, why didn't you tell anyone?
-Why didn't you tell Nick? -Honey, it doesn't work that way.
Why not?
I've never told anyone this before.
I'd been working on that case for months.
I'd lost your mom.
I was so close to an arrest.
If I'd told anyone, it would all have been for nothing.
But I didn't know John was wearing a wire.
Now Ferry has me exactly where he wants me.
What does he want?
To be released from prison.
What will you do?
I don't know yet.
Hey, sweetheart.
Your dad's not going to surrender that easily.
He's just as stubborn as his daughter.
Come here, honey.
I'll figure it out.
NEXT TIME
What kind of man are you?
You used your own son to get back at me.
Fuck.
All I know is that his name is Victor.
Is that Nathalie?
Goddammit!
Subtitle translation by Claudia Boshouwers