Here, Mr. Bob Degroof. There you go. - Thanks.
What is it? A new love? - Say, do you live together anyway?
Far from it, guys, that's way too early.
I live together with my three wise sisters in Overpoortstraat.
Don't do that, the damned students make noise in their room all night.
Say, what if, purely hypothetically,
you want to ask someone out. - Go on, who would you ask?
Yes, but no, seriously. What do you ... I don't know ...
Yes, an opening. How do you start it?
An opening, simple. You have an opening, I have the urge.
Go on, but no ... - No, you just be yourself.
Humble. And you say: I haven't the biceps of Schwarzenegger,
I don't have the good looks of DiCaprio, but I have a tongue like Lassie.
Yes, well, thank you.
Guys, we received a phone call from Commissioner Vroege,
Sexual Crime Unit Amsterdam. His team did a house search
in a pedophile case. Kevin?
These photos were found on the PC of Koos Zwagerman.
Now that guy's traded for years thousands of videos and photos
with pedophiles around the the world. They couldn't figure out
where this picture comes from, maybe we can trace it.
Why does Amsterdam think it's a matter for us?
Reason. - VTL, Ghent, that's ours.
Pick up everyone at the school, huh. - Hello?
Just kidding. We just goto take a look at the young guys there.
I'll stay here, I have another little job to do.
In a previous session we talked about your family,
I would like to go back there if possible.
Your half-brother Bart, how old exactly were you when he left?
Twelve.
You half-brother left when you were twelve, that you must have hurt.
I gave you that book to show to mama.
That was a gift. If I leave, you'll get one too.
Why are you actually going to travel? - Because I want to see the world.
Here, it's yours. Aim. Safety.
M.T.F.B.W.Y.
21, 22 ...
Suppose you had to describe your half-brother in three words.
Smart, strong ... Hold on.
Yes, Kevin? Okay, I'll be right there.
Sorry, I must go, it's urgent. A pedo.
Just a moment, the latter one. Smart, strong ... What's the third?
M.T.F.B.W.Y. Good luck.
He is only 14 years old David Verhaeghe.
They immediately recognized him at school.
That's a recent photo, he still hasn't changed.
That machine didn't work. Sorry for the wait, David.
Here, cola, dark, no light.
Second vocational preparatory year construction and decoration.
What can you do later? - Electrician, construction worker ...
What would you like to do later? - Draw Comics.
Cartoonist. That's something else entirely, huh.
Have I done something wrong? - No.
Why am I here?
That picture, who took it?
That's you, right? Yes.
I have another one.
Say, those bruises, how you get them?
I just want to go back to school.
We hoped his father could tell us more.
Will it last particularly long here?
I still need to drive a truck to Cologne.
Mr. Verhaeghe, sit down. - I don't have much time, huh.
Thank you. - Sir, hasn't much time.
It is Stefaan. - He is a trucker. Milk, sugar?
I always drink it black. - Everybody to his own.
I've got a few pictures to show you. Don't be alarmed.
That's David, damn. How do you get that?
Look at this room, do you recognize it?
Yeah, sure, that's David's room.
Who comes there often? - I'm always away on the job.
Does your son have many friends? - There aren't too many.
Say, and his mother?
Nathalie left me for a Turk.
She's been six months in Istanbul with her friend. One, two, one, two.
Has he had much contact with his mother?
That boy didn't interest her at all, for years not any more.
How did your son get that bruising?
You still don't think someone groped him?
We don't know. - Where is he? I want to see him.
That is really criminal, I think, what will you do.
I may even see your book? - Yes.
This is Charles. - Yes.
And who is that who always comes back?
Our mama. - Who, your mom?
What comics are you reading? - I read mostly "Thorgals".
And "Jommeke"? - No, that's for sissies.
And "Suske and Wiske"? - David, you can go home.
But Bob and Kevin will go there with you, they want to see your room.
But I'd rather not. - Your daddy said it's okay.
Has anyone groped you? No?
What? Have you fought him? What happened?
You're not here for nothing, huh. - We will look at your "Thorgals".
Oh, do it one step further. Do you also want to see my "Thorgals"?
Mr. Verhaeghe, quiet, we go home quietly. Come.
You send me that file? Thank you.
Jesus, say, a father. - Here, Jean Clauwaert, 47.
Six years ago he was convicted for raping five boys
between eleven and fourteen, three months ago he was released.
He now lives in an apartment on Neermeerskaai.
Neermeerskaai, which is close to where David Verhaeghe lives.
My daughter, Brigitte, also lives in the neighborhood with her children.
Say, Charles, how is it now? Are you back in touch with your daughter?
I occasionally call Ben or Stefanie my grandchildren.
They told me Brigitte came to live here after the divorce.
324, it's about the time you overcame that phobia, Charles.
Mr. Clauwaert, Superintendent Maes, Sexual Crime Unit.
My colleague Charles know you. - Jean, nice to meet you.
Can we talk a minute? - Hi, Jean.
Good day, Mrs. Martens. Why? - We can talk here.
Do you prefer perhaps? - Go on, yes, come inside.
It is there. - Okay.
Yes, I only moved here recently, it's not all in order yet.
Do you know this boy? - No, why?
Someone has taken a nude photo of him.
I know nothing. - Come on, Jean.
He lives only a few hundred meters away.
Your apartment is on the way from his house to his school.
He is thirteen, the type you fall for. Look.
I am being checked by five doctors,
I take my medication, I even take therapy.
I've got nothing to do here. - Then may we look around?
No, not without a warrant or whatever you call it that.
Damn I've ... Haven't I served my sentence yet?
I'd like to see you leave. - If you won't you won't.
And? - No scummy.
Bob, you use gloves again. - And you? Find anything at Jean's?
Didn't even look. He knows his rights too well.
The phone, what does it say? - What does the mobile phone say, Sonny?
This mobile phone. - Yes, not a single SMS.
Not even a contact list. Only a few calls from Turkey.
From his mother, So he still has contact.
I got in touch with her about those nude photos.
I think she'll be back on the first plane.
And what is that? - I don't know if it's something.
Zitromax. Lying under his bed. For a sore throat, according to David.
But his father knows nothing. - Okido. Back to work.
David, here. Do you recognize this gentleman? - No.
Really not? You know that guy? - Hey, let it rest for once.
Sir, a house search is standard procedure.
Just let us do our work, it's better for everyone.
Do you recognize this man? - Never seen, who is he?
Mr. Verhaeghe, an order for a body examination of your son ...
Body examination, what is that? - I don't want that at all.
You go and do it.
I specially called your mom just now, she will come to visit you.
What did you say? Exactly if the Turk will let her leave.
I know those type of people. - It'll be all right.
And then there was that Zitromax. I looked it up,
it is a very common antibiotic against skin inflammation,
diarrhea, chlamydia, strep throat and ear infections.
Here, the old file on Jean Clauwaert.
At the time he also photographed his victims in the nude.
And he put pressure on them to remain silent.
We need a search warrant. - Sorry, Charles,
we can't prove Jean relapsed.
Ben is 13, my grandson, he is also ...
He lives right in front of Jean. - You know you shouldn't say anything.
Not even to your family.
Hey, Ben. - Grandpa.
Ben, don't walk. - Grandpa.
Little man, what did I say? - Mama, it's Grandpa.
Pa? What are you doing here?
I was in the neighborhood for an investigation.
Dad, you know the deal. Come on, little man, pick up the laundry.
I just want to talk with Ben. One minute, one second.
Ben, just put the laundry basket ... - Let's go.
Please, Brigitte, it's important. Ben?
Damn it, huh.
Here, see, my favorite neighbour. - My favorite poltergeist.
who stumbles over my head, how long will it last?
A little bit, yes. - Are you almost completely moved in?
Survival kit is in order: microwave, corkscrew, toilet paper.
A man has no need of anything more. If my roof is in order,
I'll throw a house warming. - Well, let me know.
Go on, good day, huh.
A woman says to her mother: Ma, I want a divorce from my guy
because he wants only one thing: anal sex.
My asshole is so big now it's the size of a one euro coin.
When I married, it was as small as a five cent piece.
The mother says: But baby, you are married to a billionaire
you live in a villa and drive a Ferrari.
For that, wouldn't you throw away 95 cents?
That David's body examination No external signs of sexual abuse
were found and his blood tests are still being investigated.
And those bruises? - Kicked or beaten.
Laptop? - Yes, homework and a few games.
And yes, do that too. They are all ages, but stills.
And he can't have visited the sites by chance?
Whether out of curiosity. He's an adolescent, that isn't abnormal.
Children of 13, 14 years busy with games, with games,
not having sex. - He is quite busy with Skype.
He does a half hour. - With his mother in Turkey?
No, here it comes, with a certain Luc Bouden.
His PE teacher. - What's that guy?
Luc Bouden. - Teacher. Criminal record?
Blank. - Address?
Our mother was right, I should have opted for education.
You don't do it for the money.
Without my painting I wouldn't be able to attend either.
Does this concern David Verhaeghe?
He told me about his interrogation.
When? - Last night, we skype occasionally.
Occasionally? Every night, right?
I'm his guidance counsellor. If there's a problem, he can call me.
Are there problems? - At school, he's bullied.
Even physically? Was he kicked or beaten?
Not that I know, no. Mostly there's just some name calling.
Dirty gay? Wanker? - Yes.
Yes, David is a quiet, sensitive boy. The perfect victim.
Have you ever been with David in his room?
No, why?
Go on.
You don't ... - It wouldn't be the first time.
The sympathetic teacher who cares about the sensitive boy.
David is just a fantastic guy. Wait, I'll show you something.
This painting David made at school.
At 14, the boy must apply for art college.
But yes, his father doesn't want that.
I've taken it upon myself to encourage the boy.
In a healthy way.
We suspect David was abused, if you know more about it,
we would like to hear it now. - If I knew anything about it,
then he told me in confidence.
Hey, I can also take you to the station
and that isn't a good advertisement for a teacher, so what's it to be?
David's father can't keep his hands off him.
Those bruises come from him. - Okay, thank you.
He hasn't slept well.
Urgent for you, sonny, he is there.
Come on, shake it.
Search warrant. This time we investigate your entire home.
Come. - I called to your ex-wife.
Nathalie.
And she told me you used to beat her.
Bullshit. - Bullshit?
What is that? Is that bullshit? That was five years ago.
Your ex-wife's doctor forwarded these.
She withdrew her complaint, when you promised never to do it again.
She is shocked, you recommenced.
Started again? Bravo. Hallelujah. - Excuse me, mind.
Yes, is it s sale? - I have more questions.
Find the seven differences. Difficult, huh.
I haven't touched David. - No? So he's lying.
And his mother too. - Why do you beat your own son?
That's a good guy? - Good? Soft.
So you thought: I'm going to hit the half-wit?
Can't you hear with your blond curls? I haven't touched David.
Look, found under his bed.
These pictures weren't mine. - Come.
Hands down. I haven't used that device in years.
Hands down.
It's okay, David. Come, tell.
I came home from school.
And Dad was sitting there
Dad?
What are you doing with that filth?
Answer me.
Here, you.
Then he dragged me upstairs.
Come, come here. Sit down.
Clothes off.
Clothes off, I say.
And now pose like all those dirty gays. Pose.
When was that exactly? - Two days before my birthday.
And when is your birthday? - 18 september.
So September 16.
Do you remember what time it was? - 17:00, I think.
Yes, that time is correct by the hour on the clock radio.
What I find funny, David, is that site with naked boys
what's it doing on your laptop? - They mailed it to me.
Who mailed it? - Someone from school, I think.
To bully me. - For bullying?
Can I return home?
I'll ask again.
Where were you on September 16 at 17:00?
If I wasn't home, I was sitting in my truck. You can check that.
We certainly will do that.
I wouldn't do that to my own child?
According to your ex you get aggressive already after a glass of whiskey.
What should happen when you drank a whole bottle?
I can't have done that to David?
I can't have done that to my own child, do you hear me?
Hey, don't you?
Hello?
You get a minute.
I was attacked in my loft and Fedrigo me shot.
I saw my father and Mark Vermaelenthere, I want to know
whether they were there or not.
If they were there, that proves
things your research brought to light
they want to keep hidden.
What do you know about Mark Vermaelen?
Career Maker.
I guess he needed to keep an eye on you.
For whom must he keep an eye on me?
Next question.
I read the book by John lrving and I don't ...
I don't know what to look for. A tip or something?
L 1043. - Hold on, wait.
A6. - A6.
What does that ...
Hello?
Fuck.
The computer of David's father is packed with porn
but unfortunately old-fashioned heterosexual porn.
No trace of the pictures of David or the like.
What's old-fashioned porn? - Go on ...
Bob, you already know something about the alibi of Stefaan Verhaeghe?
I have phoned his boss, he was off duty on 16 september.
That confirms what David told us.
Yes, but that proves nothing. - And it isn't because David says
it happened on 16 September that it's also true.
Do you think he is lying? - Sexual Crime Unit.
There are no useful fingerprints on the camera,
so anyone could have done it. - That's true.
Thanks. Men, pedo alarm on Neermeerskaai.
Jean Clauwaert. - There's a pervert.
Good day, Degroof, police. Did you call?
That man sitting there for two days. - In the gray?
Tell me, quietly. - What are you doing here?
We were called about a guy who is sitting in his car looking at children.
Bob, tell me, leave me alone. - Charles.
Ben?
Hey, tell me, have you seen a small boy with glasses?
Charles?
Goddamn.
Jean? Jean, open up. Is Ben here?
But that won't help you anyway? - Go away.
Ben? Ben? Where is he, damn? Ben?
Grandpa? - Ben, what are you doing here?
I'm helping with the painting. - Helping?
What are you doing here? - Helping?
Ben helps me what to paint. - Helping with paint?
Is there something, Jean?
Charles, what are you doing? - Interrogating Jean.
I don't think so, Ben's your grandson.
If you want the investigation declared void, you are doing well.
Charles, you're off it now. Yes? No?
What do I say?
A real workman in white, a craftsman is too expensive.
I can't afford it. I must resume my life.
And so ... I asked Ben if he wanted to help me
painting and so, for a little pocket money, and he wanted to.
And I also got permission from his Mom.
And does his Mom also know you're on parole?
That you aren't even allowed to talk to minors?
We have found this on your camera.
What are you doing? Here, Jean.
That here. - That's just a hobby of mine.
Not more than a hobby. - A hobby? Yes.
And that? A hobby? - Will we get back to that now?
Those aren't by me, I don't even know that boy, really.
Tell Ben's grandpa he doesn't need to worry himself,
I learned my lesson. - Ben's grampa
has hunted pigs like you for twenty years.
And knows very well you're going to start over.
I just want a second chance, right?
And I think I have a right to a second chance.
If anyone should understand, it's Ben's grandpa.
Why do you say that? - Because Ben told me
his Mom wouldn't let him have any contact with his grandpa,
because he cheated on his wife. - Bastard, say that again.
Calm down. - Charles.
Fucking asshole. - I won't keep saying to you.
Sit down.
Is that normal or what?
Guys.
You have talent. - Hey, Ben, can I just once?
No, Charles. - I must talk to Ben here.
Ben, did Jean ever touch you?
Felt you?
Promise me you'll stay away from Jean.
Listen, do you know this boy? Never seen him?
Ben, are you okay? Okay? Yes?
What is it here? Why is this here?
He was interrogated as a witness. - As a witness? In what case?
Jean Clauwaert is a pedo.
Jean where Ben started painting?
Yes, Jean, yes. - Why didn't you say anything?
Mom was right. You aren't to be trusted.
Come on, Ben, we are going. - But anyway, Brigitte ...
Ben, Ben, your skateboard. Ben?
Sorry.
When was that exactly? - Two days before my birthday.
When is your birthday? - 18 september.
So 16 September, at what time? - 17:00, I think.
Fuck.
Ten years ago my wife developed a severe depression.
I wanted to help her, but she pushed me away.
Literally, huh.
Then I met someone else.
She learned about that, we are separated.
And then she turned Brigitte against me.
The only ... regret in my lifetime,
is that I'm no longer allowed to see Ben and Stefanie.
I'm back.
Here did you go. - Why am I here?
Just a few questions, David.
Hey, that's a cool watch you've got, I can see it?
Let's see. Date and everything
On those pictures you have that watch too.
This is an enlargement. Can you even read what it says?
16.46 hours.
And what is here? - 17
But you told us 16 September.
We checked if your daddy was on the road was on the 17th.
He was driving until 22.00.
He didn't take those pictures, then who did?
I did it, myself.
I was on the Internet chatting with a man
who sent me a link to a site of naked guys.
Who asked if I wanted to do that.
And you just did that? - No, first I didn't want to.
But he kept insisting.
Another thing: Why did you accuse your father of doing something?
Then I thought I could live somewhere else.
with my mom or my aunt.
I just wanted no more beatings.
Good interview, Kevin, good work. - Not good work at all.
I found nothing about the Internet pedophile.
Nothing at all? - No.
Maybe there's nothing to find. - How?
Maybe David invented the Internet pedophile also.
At any rate, his father had nothing to do with those pictures.
He'll be charged for the beating, but we must release him.
And David, what happens to him? - Juvenile Court.
Hey, and what happens Jean Clauwaert?
He will have to answer for his contact with Ben,
but for now we must let him go, sorry.
Let him go?
We can't let him go? Damn.
A good advice. Move, as fast and as far as possible.
Guys. - I'll keep an eye on you, day and night.
And if you ever dare look at Ben or any other boy
I'll destroy you. Understand?
I want my life back.
I'll destroy you, huh.
Fuck.
Hey, Butler, the messages are in the kitchen.
Why did you steal the book? - Which book?
Irving.
Because I wanted to read it, surely?
You just had to ask. - What's so special about it?
It was Bart's farewell gift to your mother.
Why did Bart then leave? - I ...
And who's sitting in the car L 1043 A6 wagon? - What car?
Yes, but keep dumb.
You're concealing something or someone's putting pressure on you to remain silent.
And I want to know why. - If he finds out ...
He, who is he? The DIT? Mark Vermaelen?
And who will tell him I'm still searching? You?
Will you boycott me again?
I don't know you.
Have a nice evening.
Excuse me, sorry.
Excuse.
Sorry, Kevin Desmet. - Yanina Dewael.
That's a beautiful name, Slavic. - Yes.
But I'm from Geraardsbergen. - That's just as well.
Yanina, may I ask something else? - Ask something else?
Would you be my girlfriend?
No, no, I don't mean girlfriend, girlfriend
I mean friend on Facebook. - I'm not on on Facebook.
You're not on Facebook.
You certainly don't feel like having a drink with me?
If you're asking, no, no.
Yes, blood test results. David has chlamydia.
Chlamydia?
Burning sensation when urinating, oily discharge from the glans,
swollen balls, fun, you know. - He doesn't have strep throat,
but a venereal disease, hence the Zitromax.
So David has already had sex. - Yes, hello.
You don't get fatty discharge from your cock by playing Monopoly.
Well, we must ask him. - That won't work.
His aunt, Marleen, called; he's been gone a few hours.
I tried, but he doesn't answer his mobile.
Shouldn't this boy at school? - Professional Development Day.
Jesus, do they still need men to teach today?
Back home, where he's not supposed to be. - A place where he can sit.
The only person he trusts.
Is David here? - No.
Any idea where he can be? - No, why?
May we look around? - I'm actually working.
Us too. - Say, David has already had sex.
Do you know anything about that?
No, you don't talk about that with a teacher.
You wouldn't really be surprised. - David is 14 years old.
He won't be the first to experiment at that age.
Is that phone yours? - Yes.
Do you use that to call David?
If he sees your number, maybe he'll answer it.
I'd rather not, David trusts me and I'd sooner keep it that way.
Then I'll do it myself, hey, man. - Can you just do it?
Besides, I'm really working, so I'd rather ...
Good play, sonny. - He will forget them.
Wait, I'll just grab him. - No, no.
David, what are you doing here? - He stood before my door.
He wanted to talk to me. - What are you doing here?
It's good, it's no problem.
Small, see at once. Zitromax.
Why did you take that? - Sorry, that's none of your business.
No? Weren't you bothered by a burning sensation when urinating,
Oily secretions from your knob, aching balls?
I grab him. - I won't, leave us alone.
David, come on. - We haven't done anything wrong yet?
Of course not.
Say, is this necessary for anything now?
Dude, you have chlamydia, you infected the kid,
you abused that child. - I haven't touched the boy.
You abused that child.
And besides, though I have chlamydia, that proves nothing.
I'll really turn your home here upside down, but you already know that.
Paul Delvaux, comes out of the library, huh.
We found drawings there.
Do you recognize it?
Those are yours, huh.
Yes, they come out of your sketchbook that's still obvious?
It's in your style.
Why did you draw that, David?
Has anyone ever done that to you?
Has anyone asked you to remain silent?
Threatened you?
If someone did that to you, you shouldn't be afraid.
Then that person is going to jail for a very, long, long time.
But maybe you don't want that person to go to jail.
Perhaps, he's really your only friend.
But I know one thing about real friends:
That request isn't that sort of favour, to make such pictures.
not to put those photos on the Internet to trade them.
He did that, without you knowing, so it's over.
Who is that? - Me.
And that?
Congratulations.
A real sketchbook. - Now you can paint anywhere.
That's really cool. - Cool?
Yes, certainly. - I've got something for you.
Really? - Yes.
But you must close your eyes. - My eyes are closed, okay.
Shut, huh. - Yes.
What are you doing?
Eyes shut, huh.
Did you tell him you didn't want to?
Why not?
Because he was the only one who didn't forget my birthday.
I've really done nothing wrong. - Come on, he is 14 years old.
Rape of a minor. - By someone with a duty of care.
I never forced him to do anything. He says so himself?
No bullshit. - he says so himself?
Come on, shut up.
You'll have a lot of time have to paint in the next few years.
I've got something for you.
For me?
David? - Mama.
Well done.
Hannah, Jean Clauwaert, go on.
It's no cinema, huh. But may I, please?
I handled him too harshly. - Charles, it's not your fault.
Let's see. - He hadn't anyhing to do with the case.
He wanted ... He earned a second chance.
Charles?
Pa?
Your boss called me this morning. - Hannah?
Thanks, hey, protecting our Ben.
A cup of coffee? The children are also at home.
You've got no milk and sugar, right?
No, sorry.
Black then. - It will have to do, huh.
Yes, you don't have a light either?