{n8}Hey, girl.
{n8}Having trouble sleeping too?
{n8}Hey, do you have to pee?
{n8}Okay, but go in the yard. Mama's beat.
Oh, I'm so glad you're back.
I was driving around a bit.
What are you wearing?
It's Ferry's.
Are you drunk?
- Daan's asleep? - Yeah.
He tell you anything?
Come on.
Oh, good girl. Did you do a poopie? Good girl.
Did you record? Have you listened to it?
- Hmm? - Just a minute. That's not the only thing.
From Ferry. For Danielle.
It's proof, isn't it?
Jesus.
How much is it?
More than a million.
- New dog next door? - I guess.
Hey, close that.
Okay, come on, let's hear it.
Here.
Can you give this to Danielle for me?
Fuck.
That's a lot of money.
Is that... Is that from Pusaka?
One million.
If she wants any extra, there's more. A lot more.
Is all of that from one deal?
We're real popular in Australia. They pay 40 euros per pill.
- Forty euros? - Yeah.
- Fuck. - Yeah.
John was right.
Not everyone's suited for this life.
What happened, happened. Can't change any of that.
But at least this'll keep her going.
If she wants this place, uh...
She can have it too. Just let her know.
I just want her to be happy again. That's it. Understand?
Ferry, I wanted to ask...
What happened?
You know, why is Danielle so upset?
Should be good enough.
Tomorrow, bring it to the police. Then this shit will be over.
And the cash?
For Danielle?
Maybe she can have it.
The poor girl's life is totally wrecked. And she did nothing.
No, you can't.
It's all here on the recording. They'll ask about it.
It'll be over tomorrow, okay?
And then we can get on with our lives.
It'll be all right. Yeah?
It'll be all right. Hey.
Fuck. Oh shit.
Daan?
- Hi, Lars. - Hey. I'm sorry for not being in touch.
No, that's not the reason I'm calling.
I'll explain tomorrow, but I have to ask... I have to ask you an important question.
Okay.
Would you be alive
If Ferry, in Amsterdam, hadn't done what he did for you?
No.
Not then. And not now with Arie.
Ferry has always protected us.
Why? What's going on?
I... I'll call you back tomorrow morning. I love you.
FERRY: THE SERIES
Daan?
- Are you okay? - Marco.
What about Marco?
Ferry, he's been working with the police.
Marco...
My Marco?
I heard him talk about it with Sabien.
He came to the house
with a recording of you and him saying lots of shit,
and tomorrow he's meeting with the police.
- That can't be. - Listen, Fer.
You talked about pills and Pusaka
and the money that you were going to give to me. Okay?
He's taking that to the police as evidence.
- What? - Jesus, Ferry.
Listen, okay?
He has your voice talking about all types of shit!
Marco recorded you when you were going over a deal and talking about money.
What...
How could he...
I have no idea.
It's nice of you to come over here.
Couldn't have been an easy thing to do.
I don't want anything bad to happen to you.
It would be too much for me.
Don't you worry about that.
I'll be just fine.
Jesus.
How long has this been going on?
I don't know.
No change in behavior? He hasn't acted strange?
I have no idea.
I can't believe I didn't see it.
- I thought it was on Pusaka's side. - Right.
Well, first find out how long it's been going on.
What he told the police.
See if there are any others involved.
Map out the problem.
And then?
You know, Fer.
We'll handle this ourselves. It won't be pretty, but we'll do it.
No, man, there has to be another way.
And what do you think Ricardo would say?
What would he do?
Ah, I've known the guy since we were 16.
We're basically brothers.
Marco did this to himself.
It's his own fault.
I can't do it.
No, I...
I just can't.
POLICE
Marco...
Hey.
Hey, Fer.
Um, hey.
Uh, what are you doing here?
I was going to ask you the same thing.
I, uh...
- I was on my way... - I know the reason you came here.
Come on.
Jump in.
I've given it some thought.
Ferry, I, uh...
Come on, man.
Let's find somewhere to talk.
We'll sort it out. Come on.
Okay. Okay.
Ferry...
They had me by the balls, man.
What else could I do, you know?
They found a shampoo bottle over at Arie Tack's.
Man, I have no idea how it got there.
They know all about the sassafras.
They were gonna put me in jail
and close my salon and ruin me and Sabien.
They were going to destroy both our lives.
Sorry.
And, well,
if I can help you now, somehow make it up...
What's the plan?
We'll discuss it in a minute.
First, we'll drive.
Somewhere we can talk safely.
It'll all be fine, man.
Danielle?
Up already?
Hi, this is Danielle's voicemail.
Please leave a message at the beep.
John?
What's he doing here?
Helping.
Helping what?
What are we doing?
Just gonna talk.
No, don't answer that.
Yeah?
Oh, yes, put her through.
This is Els.
Yes, uh, hi.
- This is Sabien Grootaers, Marco's wife. - Hi.
Uh, I'm calling to check whether Marco's already come in.
No, haven't seen him.
Uh, well, he left a while ago,
and to be honest, I'm getting a bit worried.
I called him, left a message,
but he almost always calls back in a minute.
And if he's not speaking with the police, then, um...
Um...
Ferry's wife was here, and maybe she heard everything we said.
It's possible Ferry knows about you.
How long has this been going on?
Not long.
A few days.
And how about the wire?
That was only once, Fer. Last night was it.
Just when I needed a friend, right?
I was there as your friend.
Wearing a wire.
That's right.
But I meant every word. Really.
So, when I'm feeling like shit,
you decide to screw me over?
I had no other choice.
You shoulda come to me instead.
I got scared, all right?
Where's the recording?
It's in here.
Come.
Oh, shit.
Hey, Ferry, where are we going, man?
Marco, hand the bag over.
Okay.
Hey, I know you're pissed off at me.
But this started because I wanted to help you.
As your friend.
And the rest of this...
- I didn't want any of this stuff. - Oh, stop lying.
You wanted this.
When you heard how much money there was,
you wanted in on it.
- You told me I wouldn't get caught. - No, no, no.
I made it clear there's always a chance.
And if the cops found out, then you'd deal with that.
If you'd done that, then you and your wife would've been looked after.
Looked after by you?
Hey, Ferry, the moment you asked,
I stepped in when you needed something, right?
And we would solve the problem together.
That we'd get out of this for sure. You had a plan, right?
Any other recordings?
What?
No, no that's it. That's it. No, that's all of it.
I was going to the police with the money and the Dictaphone and nothing else, man.
There wasn't...
Uh, hey, there was no reason for making a copy, man.
I was just going to drop it off there.
And... And the police know nothing at all.
All right? I swear.
They have no evidence against you. They have no evidence against your guys.
I heard them say it myself.
Otherwise, why come after me?
So if I don't hand over what I have,
that's me going down, no problem.
That's okay.
- That's still an option, right? - It's too late.
Wait. No, wait, Ferry.
I... I'll stay quiet.
I promise I'll keep my mouth shut, even in jail.
I should have been doing it. I should have from the beginning.
But I was scared of Sabien leaving.
But I'll stay quiet in jail too.
It doesn't matter. This involves others.
And the others need to see some blood spilled.
Pusaka, you betrayed them too.
Hey, Ferry, I know that I really fucked things up.
But we can handle this.
- We'll pay them with all of that cash. - That's not what this is about.
Let me go, then. I'll get on a plane.
- They won't find me. No one has to know. - And after that, then what?
Once Pusaka knows, that's it for us.
They won't find anything out.
What's happening? I'm your friend. We're old friends.
Friends don't betray each other!
Hey, Ferry...
Friends don't betray each other.
I'm sorry.
I really mean it, okay?
Come on. Hey.
You're not like this.
Please.
Ferry...
Ferry?
Do you know where Marco Grootaers is?
It's my right to remain silent.
You seen or heard from Marco since last night?
My right to remain silent.
- But aren't you good friends? - My right to remain silent.
- Can you tell us where you've been... - My right to remain silent.
The thing is, Mr. Bouman, Marco Grootaers is missing.
We think you have something to do with that.
My right to remain silent.
- I didn't ask a question. - I still remain silent.
All right.
And what kind of work do you do?
My right to remain silent.
Do you know what sassafras oil is?
- My right to remain silent. - It's used in the production of Ecstasy,
and we have reason to believe that Marcocosmetics is a front
for the illegal distribution of that oil.
- Do you have anything to say about that? - My right to remain silent.
According to our sources, you maintain strong ties with Pusaka.
- Do you know Mick de Boer? - My right to remain silent.
President of Pusaka? He's missing too.
He was linked to Arie Tack, an Ecstasy producer found murdered
along with his associate, Dimitri Verhoeven.
Hmm.
In fact, quite a few people seem to have vanished from the Brabant underworld
since you made your appearance here.
- Do you have an explanation for that? - My right to silence.
Right.
Can anybody confirm your exact whereabouts last night and before this?
Sabien.
You left your belongings.
Back with Ferry?
Hmm?
As if nothing happened?
Without even mentioning it?
I'm giving it another shot.
I don't know where Marco is.
I haven't heard from him since this morning.
I don't know where he is. I haven't talked to him at all.
And Ferry?
Not that I know of.
Listen, Danielle...
I just want to know where Marco is, and then I'm on my way.
And how am I supposed to know where Marco is?
You must have heard us.
Just be honest.
You must have heard us talking.
- You told Ferry, right? - What?
That Marco's working with the police.
Stop.
Danielle, please.
Ask Ferry to give me back my husband. I'm so very worried.
I dunno where Marco is, and I already said that.
- Maybe he's with the cops. - He isn't.
- Or he ran away. - Oh, can you stop?
But isn't it possible?
Maybe he just couldn't stomach betraying his own friends any longer.
But Marco would never leave without saying.
You wanted to leave Ferry because you knew who he was.
Think of how terrible you felt,
of everything he did to you, everything you suffered, because of him.
Now I want you out of here.
If you help me, the police could deal with Ferry.
We could stop him.
You'd be free of him and you wouldn't be afraid.
You deserve a better life.
Yeah, I heard Marco and you talking, yeah.
And he spoke about the money, and whether or not you'd give it to me.
And I heard your answer, Sabien, loud and clear.
You hypocritical bitch! You don't care about my life or my future.
How I survive.
I absolutely told Ferry everything.
He was completely overwhelmed
and doesn't want to see either of you ever again.
But don't get any ideas.
He was with me the whole time.
And if needed,
I'll testify to that.
The police can still help you.
I don't need help from the police.
Go home, Sabien.
Hey.
Hi.
I made pasta primavera for dinner.
Are you hungry?
It was on our end.
The guy who supplied our safrole. But the problem is solved.
How are you so sure of that?
Well, because he's dead now.
The cops don't have anything, so we can continue.
What if I don't want to?
- Why should I trust you after this? - Because I handled my business.
And my losses?
Didn't I pay your losses?
Did I pay or not?
So don't bring up your losses.
Don't pretend you're doing anything for me.
You're doing this
because it has a benefit for you.
You went into business with me because you know I can deliver.
And I can still deliver, okay?
We made a bit of a mistake,
and then we made it right.
As of now, the machine is back.
From now on,
we deliver the pills.
You handle transport. Am I understood?
Or should I find someone else?
Okay, then I'll tell you where to deliver.
No.
From now on, all communication goes through John.
My number's in it.
This is the last time we'll ever see each other.
John will let you know when the pills are ready.
Oh shit! I forgot my microphone.
Let me start over at the beginning, okay?
Um... Uh...
For the love of god, Mom, please stop.
You're out of tune, all over the place.
Maybe if I sing sotto voce then, huh? Come on, Mom, just give me a chance.
No, no, no, you're doing it again.
Now a good one. Come on.
But I'm feeling a little bit of something in my throat.
If you want to be someone, you push through the pain, got it?
All right.
Hmm.
Pain, yeah.
Maybe I can begin facing away from everyone, and then...
- Come on. - No, okay. Fine.
- Push through the pain, but softer. Yeah! - Then I'll just do whatever you want.
Oh, this isn't working.
It might be best to wind it around like this,
and then you pin it down.
Yeah.
Okay.
Shouldn't you ask one of your colleagues to do it?
Ah, I stopped.
Why?
Well, I don't know, I just stopped.
Sounds pretty good.
If I had your diamond on my finger, who knows what I'd do?
Hmm, yeah.
Have you begun to feel more settled now that you've come back home?
Yeah.
The weather is beautiful, of course, and...
I've also met someone.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
And he's very romantic.
Plus, he knows what he wants.
And, uh, he's a really muscular guy too.
He's a stud, a real man, you know?
- Yeah. - Oh, that's so great, Son.
He's going to be here as well.
Oh, really?
And it's a pretty big thing because I told Pop, so, ah, you know...
And what was his response?
Hey, I just about died in here, bruv! It's way too warm out.
Let's have a conversation.
And what, your cell phone doesn't work, or what?
We're wondering what your intentions might be with Sonja.
What're you talking about?
Hey, hey, dude, chill. Just chill, okay?
Are you going to answer me?
No, nothing. We're just crazy in love, that's it.
No, John, John, I swear, I have nothing but all the best intentions with Sonja.
And you wouldn't be using Sonja as a way to get close to me?
No, Ferry. Come on, man.
- Not at all. - Hmm.
You sure about that?
Sonja.
Keep quiet.
Ah!
Sweetheart.
Hey. Well, Daan's hair is done and she's getting changed now.
Are you ready too?
Yeah. We're reaching the campground right now.
Oh, okay, good. And? Were you able to talk a bit?
Just a bit, yeah.
Be nice, okay?
Yeah, yeah, of course I will.
Hey. I told you, he's a good guy.
I know, hon.
Well, I'll see you soon.
See you shortly.
- Bye. - Bye.
John! I think your daughter's a great chick.
Nothing wrong with that, right? That's allowed?
If we leave him in there, he'll suffocate, right?
- John, come on. Be fair. - Yeah.
Well, you sure?
Listen here, friend.
You can come to the party,
but you're going to make her feel like a princess.
And if John or myself ever hear that you aren't doing that,
there's a bullet with your name on it.
Do you understand me?
Yeah, I understand.
Jesus Christ, guys.
Was this whole circus really necessary?
Ferry, now that we're seriously talking, though...
No way.
John. John. Can you put in a good word?
- Hey. - Hey.
Everyone's ready, should we go?
Mmm.
She'll be right there.
Okay.
Can I?
You ready?
IN LOVING MEMORY WIMIE WILHELM 1961-2023