13 COMMANDMENTS
Good morning.
I should have been home already.
-I've got so much work. -Your work's not going anywhere.
Mine is, unfortunately.
But please feel at home.
Just don't forget to pull the door shut when you leave.
Okay.
It's a pity.
Oh well.
-See you. -Bye.
-I can't see straight anymore. -I'm seeing double.
This guy may not be in our archives. In that case we won't find him.
-Let's take a break. -That's a waste of time.
A waste of time would be getting an epilepsy attack
after staring at a small screen and fat fifty-year-olds for too long.
Let's go for a walk.
Oh my.
I shouldn't say it, and I'd like nothing more than to catch Moses.
But I'm also curious about his next move.
-I don't think... -I know what you mean.
But we're here to obey the law, and to make sure the law is obeyed.
I know.
Finally.
We need you here, mate. Have they reached a decision yet?
Oh no, man.
-Say it isn't true. -It is.
I'm not going to grant Liesbet the pleasure of kicking me out.
Who says they want to fire you?
Don't be daft. They haven't got a choice.
They have. They can let you off with a warning
-or keep you on administrative duties. -Yes, like that'll make my life better.
-They'll miss you. -You mean, you'll miss me, faggot.
I wouldn't go as far as saying that, but...
What are you going to do next?
I shouldn't have left him on his own.
Marnix?
If I'd stayed with him or he'd stayed with me,
he couldn't have shot that man.
No, you shouldn't have lied to PSU, that's what.
Come off it.
I regret a lot of things, but I would lie to PSU again.
I thought you didn't like Marnix?
That's beside the point. What happened to him, could happen to anyone.
Simon? Are you back?
Bob Desaeger has woken up. We can ask him who the third paedophile is.
So we're on to adultery now.
I'll give it one more go.
Dear sexy Vicky.
Can I take you out for dinner at a restaurant this evening
and can we have a small after-party in the sauna,
so our bodies can finally be introduced to each other?
-No. -No? She says no.
No... Dammit.
You think too much. That's your problem.
-He doesn't know about the video, does he? -No.
He sees himself as the victim of a terrible accident.
A victim. How fucked up is that? That girl wasn't even twelve yet.
The entire world is fucked up, didn't you know?
Have you found out who did this?
Anyway, it appears you are also the victim of a serious crime,
so I suppose we should investigate that.
Did you know the person who kidnapped you?
I don't know him.
Is it the same person who crushed your legs?
I only caught a flash of him. A balaclava and...
I was beaten up.
And when I woke up, I was at a building site. I was tied up.
People aren't very forgiving when you've fondled their children.
Could you provide us with the contact details of your friend?
-No, I... I don't know him. -Really?
You had a sex party with him, you've seen his knob, you've seen him rape a child...
-Nurse? -...but asking his name was too personal?
I don't know.
-That man. -Please.
Armand set it all up.
So it would be safe. And anonymous.
How did he contact you?
A chatbox.
Via Tor.
I believe he really doesn't know who the third man is.
-And the child? Laure? Can't she help us? -She doesn't speak.
No facial recognition match in the database.
We could just do nothing.
It's only a matter of time before we get word of an attack
that's paralyzed someone.
We should have a Photofit made and issued.
A wanted notice.
Won't that trigger Moses into punishing him more quickly and severely?
We don't have a choice. Let's hope we beat him to it.
Will you take care of the Photofit? Where's Peter?
Go on, Mum. Pick up a box, or we'll be here till tomorrow
I can't bring myself to it, Sara.
-Don't start. -I can't help it.
It's all moving so fast.
-Are you sure about this? -Yes, 1,000 percent.
Mum...
Go on then.
-I just have to get used to it. -Of course. Only a few more boxes left.
It will be okay.
She looks at him, puzzled. Shocked even.
You've isolated me from everyone, is what she seems to say.
You've forced me to carry your secret. I'm not just one of the students anymore.
How dare you speak to me like that?
When she finally finds her voice, it is so tentative...
...he can hardly hear her.
I can't do the exam. I haven't revised.
He can't say what he wants to say. At least, not properly.
He can only drop her a hint and hope she gets it.
Wanted Notice
-Is red wine okay? It's all I've got. -Sure. As long as it's alcohol.
-Has she settled in well? -Yes, more or less.
Sorry to drop in. I didn't feel like going home.
-Isn't Alex home? -He is.
While Sara was still around, I always had a distraction, I suppose.
But that week she lived in your caravan,
we were either not speaking or we were arguing.
It's not what I expected.
Oh dear.
Oh well...
I'm not sure... what to say.
You don't have to say anything.
-Sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned it. -Yes, you should have.
In any case, you know you're always welcome here.
-For a chat. -Of course. For a chat.
What else did you think?
I don't know.
I hope you understand.
Of course.
You're right. We shouldn't.
-Ciao. -Bye.
Paedophile
-What are you doing? -I thought I heard something.
Probably the neighbour's dog.
It's five am.
Really? I thought it was seven already.
-Okay, I guess I'll get up too. -No. Go back to bed.
I'm going to work for a bit.
-I'll join you later. -Okay.
-You're shaking. -I was startled.
-Bloody dog. -Bloody dog.
See you soon.
Police looking for rapist
Where are you off to? You said you'd join me in bed for a bit.
-I'm going to the baker's. -We've got bread.
What's wrong?
Eric? Who was that? Jesus, what's happening?
-I'm calling the police. -No, no. Don't.
I've... You know, Ludo, the guy from administration at work?
I've told his wife he was having an affair with a colleague.
I think that's it.
Eric, why would you do that?
That's their business. You should stay out of it.
-I'm calling the police. -No, no.
-Who will pay for the window? -I'll sort it with him. Trust me.
3 paedophiles
made this video
Two have been punished so far
But who is the third one?
Do you recognize this man?
That was to be expected.
We have to take that down as soon as possible.
Even if we can take it off this website, we can't get rid of it completely.
-Once it's on the Web, it's there forever. -It's been shared 50 times already.
Look at the comments.
"He should get the death penalty." "Perverts should be burned at the stake."
"#mosesrules."
In a few hours, everyone will know his name and address.
Get ready for an old-fashioned witch hunt.
Maybe I should leave.
That's not you. Please tell me that's not you.
-Why are all those people outside? -Lola, go to your room.
-Why? -Go away.
Go to your room, I said.
No! No!
The shit has hit the fan.
It's out there. They've posted his name and address.
Eric Loenders, civil servant.
Local police are on their way to prevent trouble.
And to bring him in, I hope?
I want you to be honest.
Have you touched her as well?
Have you touched my daughter?
She's my daughter too, Karen.
Have you touched her?
No.
Now say that again. And look at me this time.
You're lying. No.
Dirty bastard!
-It's like being in the Dark Ages. -Are you surprised?
When people think the police aren't doing enough, this is what you get.
It only happened once.
I got carried away.
I would like to believe you, but those images don't suggest that.
-I hope you understand, Eric. -It's the truth.
Armand messed with my head.
I want to put myself in your shoes, and you can correct me if I'm wrong.
One evening, you're at home on your computer, chatting to Armand.
And Armand makes a suggestion. At first, you think...
He can't be serious. But you play along with it and you accept, and...
Then the moment arrives and you think, I'll go and have a look.
There's nothing wrong with looking.
You're convinced Armand is joking, but your curiosity is piqued.
So you come up with an excuse to get out of the house,
you get in your car and you drive to Armand's.
But at Armand's house, you realize...
Armand is serious, but you can't fight your curiosity
and you think, I'm here now, so you pay him,
and you end up in a room with Armand, another man and a girl
that looks a lot older than she is.
Armand starts caressing the girl. And she doesn't mind.
She doesn't hit him or... shout. So you think...
...if I don't hurt that girl, I'm not doing anything wrong, am I?
And before you know it, you've taken your clothes off and it's your turn.
He said she liked it.
Eric, that girl was two years older than your daughter.
-I haven't... -I didn't say that.
I'm just trying to understand.
Jesus Christ. We should bang his head against the wall.
By this evening, he will have confessed to abusing his daughter.
He won't get away. Trust me.
Moses planned that one well.
He's lost everything. His job, his family, his friends, his respect.
And then there's prison. They're not keen on paedophiles in there.
I can't say I feel sorry for him. I can't get those images out of my head.
It hasn't brought us any closer to Moses.
No.
Jacob Moreels is living in a disused convent with a few like-minded souls.
They wouldn't call themselves a sect. An alternative family, at most.
Some people compare Moreels to serial criminal Moses.
Moreels doesn't accept that, nor does he refute it.
Throughout history,
it has been shown that a society that doesn't want to perish,
will correct its own excrescences.
We think Moses is one of those corrections.
In that respect, we should be grateful someone like him has stood up
and taken the law into his own hands out of necessity.
Jacob Moreels and his followers, who he prefers to call comrades,
-live by the Ten Commandments. -It keeps us on the right path.
It shows us how we can be happy by living a righteous life.
In turbulent times like these, this kind of guide is very much necessary.
A clear message from a man who still believes in a better world
and wants to fight for it.
Ladies and gentlemen, that was Jacob Moreels' family.
You refer to Moses a lot, Mr Moreels.
Yes.
I'm not going to deny the fact that he, or rather his message, has inspired us.
That's a controversial statement to start off the debate.
Counsel Vandekerckhove? Moses inspires them.
-I can imagine that gets under your skin? -You don't know what you're saying.
Your guru locked me up for three days, he sedated me, he scarred me for life.
He took the law into his own hands. We should never tolerate that. Never.
I would like to point out that thanks to his actions,
a paedophile was arrested today.
I hope it will make people reflect on what is wrong with the world today.
Wrong with the world...
Mr Moreels, religious zealots carrying iPhones
who want to send us back to the Dark Ages...
If we allow any means to attain a goal, this society is lost.
I want to turn to our third guest this evening.
Mr Schatteman, what is your opinion on Moses as a theologist?
As a theologist, I can't take him seriously.
Despite his alias, which he obviously borrowed from the Bible,
and the fact he likes to refer to the Ten Commandments,
I don't think he knows the Bible.
He also doesn't seem to stick to the order of the commandments.
To my knowledge, he hasn't reacted to Thou shalt not kill.
Not as far as we know.
But we have experienced that Moses, much like God,
-moves in mysterious ways. -What do you think, Mr Moreels?
What I think, is beside the point.
-Moses will complete his work. -His work?
Being a psychopath isn't a job.
Look, there are innocent victims in every battle.
That's very regrettable, but that's secondary to the message.
To clear a path through the jungle, you don't need a butter knife.
You need a razor-sharp machete.
Jesus Christ.
Who's the man in the briefing room?
No idea. He was talking to Liesbet earlier.
-Did you see the debate last night? -Did I miss anything?
Never heard such bullshit.
Three media whores with too much time on their hands and not enough brains.
Sounds like it would've cheered me up.
-Sorry. Another bad night. -You didn't sleep well?
I didn't sleep at all. I was tossing and turning.
Not because of work, I hope?
What if you weren't a cop?
What would you think of Moses?
That's a tough one.
But I am a cop.
I think he's got a point.
That's what he's after. He wants everyone to think like him.
Yes. I know.
Have you got a minute?
This is Tony Vermeire, from Brussels Federal Police.
-Hello. -Peter Devriendt, Vicky Degraeve.
They're working most closely to the Moses case.
Take a seat.
Tony has a suspicion about Moses' next attack.
Or rather, the attack has happened. The question is, is it Moses?
The day before yesterday, there was a report of a worrying disappearance.
This is Chloë Clement, 22, a student.
Meanwhile it has been confirmed she was kidnapped.
-You're certain about this? -Absolutely.
The kidnapper has contacted the victim's father.
Henri Clement, CEO of WinYourselfRich, an online gambling website.
The kidnapper urged him not to contact the press
-or he will never see his daughter again. -What makes you think it's Moses?
Thou shalt not steal or lie
We received a link to a webcam feed.
So we know she's still alive.
Fuck.
This dates back two months.
This man killed his wife and two children, and committed suicide
because he had such high debt
he wouldn't be able to pay it off in the next ten years.
-Because he gambled on Clement's website? -Correct. WinYourselfRich.
-You think Moses wants to punish Clement? -I suspect.
He calls himself Moses in all his communications.
Anyone could do that.
And it's "Thou shalt not steal", not "steal and lie".
Even if it's not Moses, we still need to find Chloë.
He's right.
The kidnapper will contact the father in two hours' time via Skype.
We need to be there.
-Or we get him to come here. -Even better.
Take a seat.
Dad.
Chloë, darling.
Just do what he asks.
Leave my daughter alone. Ask what you want. But take me instead.
He wants 500,000 euros in cash in two hours' time.
Untraceable.
I can get 300,000, if...
No, no!
No, don't!
500,000 euros. Okay.
Okay. 500,000. Okay.
He'll ring you in two hours. You have to be in your car with the money beside you.
Chloë, dear.
What if it's not him?
It's still a case of kidnapping, extortion and a death threat.
And I fear we would hear from Moses soon.
The main thing is to stay calm. And do what he asks.
Easier said than done.
We'll be around, but we'll stay out of sight.
There's a tracker in the bag. Alright?
Hang on.
Hello?
Yes.
Okay.
Great. Come on. Let's go.