13 COMMANDMENTS
It wasn't a bad idea.
-Thanks. And sorry. -What for?
-For the waste of time. -You don't have to apologise.
Better to check too much than not enough, right?
-Don't you think Laure was acting odd? -Odd? How do you mean?
-Never mind. -No, tell me.
-Something's bothering you. Go on. -It's late. I have to get some sleep.
Good night.
I've brought your food.
Lukas?
Fuck!
-Hi, Peter. -Did I wake you?
-No. No problem. -Where are you?
-At home. Why? -I just thought of an idea.
The boat. What if we went there tomorrow?
We might find something.
Vicky?
I'm not at home actually.
-I'm on the boat. -On the boat? At this hour?
I can't let it go. Something doesn't add up.
Come on, Vicky. It's late. Go home.
We'll go and look tomorrow. An extra pair of eyes can help, okay?
-No, there's no point. -Just do what I say.
If something's up or you find something, let me know.
I want to catch this guy, too, okay?
Yes. I know. Okay.
Good night, Peter.
Get home safely.
Stop!
Get out!
Bloody hell!
Accident & Emergency
I know. I should have come earlier.
But...
Vicky?
I don't know if it's smart of you to be here.
She's still my daughter, Paulien.
A daughter who asked you to leave her alone.
A daughter who for once won't get what she wants.
Sara's name has popped up in a case.
-Lou Dobbeleers. Probably murder. -A murder?
Sara was one of his girlfriends.
-Is Vicky on the case? -With Tony.
I haven't reported Sara's name because she doesn't need this right now.
And it's not like she was his only girlfriend.
Thanks.
You see, I keep looking after you.
Fancy a drink? Or are you going to see Sara?
It's your call.
-I miss you at the Federal Police. -It will pass.
That happens when a colleague leaves. You'll get used to it. You'll see.
When it's a colleague, maybe.
But not when it's your mentor.
Maybe Moses had a point. The world has gone to the dogs.
Moses was a bastard. You didn't put those refugees in that dump.
They were there nonetheless.
People don't care about what they do to other people.
And Moses did?
Sometimes I think of Mum and...
I'm almost happy she's lying there in her safe cocoon.
Dad?
Don't you dare.
-Would you like to wake up in this world? -I don't want to hear it.
-I sometimes wonder... -Stop it!
Vicky...
Mum is in a vegetative state. We should stop the treatment...
Those two have been apprehended.
-Listen, Vicky... -Where's Tony?
Vicky!
They kidnapped you. You're one of the parties involved.
You can't meddle in the investigation. Tony knows what he's doing.
So you confess to kidnapping Georges and Vicky Degraeve?
With Lukas Heyde as your accomplice?
On the orders of Jacob Moreels?
Did you kidnap them on the orders of Jacob Moreels? Yes or no?
Do you want to take all the blame? What do you hope to achieve?
If you want to protect a religious lunatic and serve even more prison time,
by all means, go ahead.
I'll ask you one more time and think hard about your answer.
Did you kidnap them on the orders of Jacob Moreels? Yes or no?
Thank you.
We'll take a break.
-What was that? -I don't think you should be here.
You're the victim in this case. You can't be objective.
-And you can? -I think I am, yes.
Then stop forcing answers out of him.
Did he say things you didn't want to hear?
-You threatened him. -Because he was lying.
Says who?
-Come on, Vicky. -De Terloo. Remember him?
-The paedophile? -Moses' first victim.
Do you know where Moreels was at the time? Colombia.
-Pastoral work. -That doesn't mean anything.
Is that being objective? I think that's quite significant.
Maybe he flew in and back out or maybe he had an accomplice.
Could you just take into account that we may be wrong about Moreels?
That Moses may still be on the loose? That's all I'm asking.
Okay.
Maybe you should tell Liesbet. She won't brush it off that easily.
No. Tony and Liesbet think the same.
All the accolades have been given,
so they want to close the case as soon as possible.
But if your main suspect had an alibi, you've got a problem.
I would think so, but Tony seems to think differently.
-I need more before I talk to Liesbet. -Where are you going to find more?
-Has Lukas been questioned yet? -Tomorrow.
He has to stay in hospital overnight for observation.
-I want a lawyer. -Good plan. You're going to need one.
Malik told us everything.
Why are you here then?
Huh?
How well did you know Moreels?
-We had a close bond. -How long for?
Since I joined the sect. Four months ago or so.
So you knew everything about him.
That he was Moses.
-Was Moreels Moses? -Does that matter?
You've ridiculed him in all the papers and on TV.
Whether he was Moses or not, everyone thinks he's a lunatic.
And he wasn't?
Look, you've got your bad guy,
you're the hero, everyone's happy and nothing else matters.
It does if the real Moses is still out there.
What was Moreels doing on that boat?
-I don't know. -What was his plan?
Moreels didn't have a plan. He wanted to live an honest life. That's all.
-That's why he mutilated people? -Moses did that.
So Moreels isn't Moses.
-My colleagues think differently. -Your colleagues are morons.
We found a load of evidence on the boat. How did that get there?
I took you to that boat, okay?
It wasn't Moreels. Moreels hadn't been on that boat for years.
I was. I was on that boat all the time.
Two hours before the police burst in, I was there
and I never saw those things there. Never!
I swear. Moreels was set up.
To: Peter Mobile Where are you? I've got big news!
He's not in. My daughter tried earlier.
Okay.
Texts found on Lou Dobbeleers' phone
-Hi, Peter. -Hi, Vicky. I got your text.
Yes. I was right.
Moreels isn't Moses.
-Says who? -Lukas.
Lukas was on the boat two hours before we found Moreels
and he never saw those items there, so they must have been planted afterwards.
Lukas wants to testify under oath.
-Peter? -Yes. I'm still here.
But if Moreels wasn't Moses, then who is?
-That's what I need to find out. -What does Liesbet say?
I haven't told her yet. I will tomorrow.
Can I do anything?
Not for now. I'm looking through the files of the recent murders.
-Have you found anything? -Not yet.
Did you know your daughter was mentioned in them?
-In relation to the guy that overdosed? -Yes. How did you know?
Paulien mentioned it. Apparently, she knew him.
Anyway, Peter, I have to get some sleep. I'll keep you informed.
-Okay. -Thanks. For taking me seriously.
-No problem. -Okay. Bye.
Bye.
Liesbet, I need to talk to you.
What were you doing talking to Lukas?
The only person gaining anything from that, is him.
-Moreels isn't Moses. -Vicky...
The items on the boat were the only evidence. True or not?
Lukas was on that boat constantly and he never saw them there.
Two hours before they raided it, there was nothing there. Moreels was set up.
Why would Lukas be reliable as a witness?
Lukas was arrested as an accomplice. Of course, he says Moreels is innocent.
-Then he can't be an accomplice. -It's not like that.
You're making mistakes. A lot of mistakes.
I can suspend you for that.
-So I should be grateful? -You should at least show some respect.
For me and my decisions.
Can you manage that?
Yes.
Vicky?
You're on your last warning.
-Who's that? -Mike De Meyer.
He was beaten up last night in an alley behind café De Kleine Beurs.
It looks like a robbery. Wallet was next to him, money gone.
This is the murder weapon. A stone. We'll know more after the autopsy.
Could it be the same one?
The same what?
Lou, Amalia...
And Mike?
The same murderer? There's no connection between them.
I may be able to find it. Have they done a canvass yet? I can do it.
I was going to do that now. Here. You can go and inform his parents.
Did Mike visit prostitutes?
Of course not.
Definitely not now. He had just got a new girlfriend. Kelly.
Kelly? Surname?
I don't know.
A very nice girl.
Were things going well?
Between them, they were.
Kelly has a ten-year-old daughter.
Mike has never really got on with kids.
How come?
Kids require patience. That's one thing Mike doesn't have. Never had.
Do you know where I could find Kelly?
-Hello. -Hello.
Is your mum home?
Mum!
My wife always had a lust for life.
If we saw people on television who had to wear nappies,
she would always say quality of life was important to her.
I have to admit...
...whenever they talked about euthanasia, I would avoid the subject.
-Is that still an option? -Not without her consent.
-She can't give consent. -That's right.
However, in consultation with the family, we can decide
not to start new treatment, or to stop the current treatment.
Have a think about it.
-Vicky? -Peter.
-I didn't know you were in. -I am.
-Come in. -I have to go. I was here for work.
-For work? -Yes.
Your neighbour's boyfriend has been found dead.
Kelly's?
What happened?
Another time, Peter.
Vicky?
If you've got a problem or you need to talk about something,
you know where I am, right?
We'll find a new daddy.
A better one.
-Thanks for meeting me so soon. -No problem.
She'll be happy to have someone else to talk to.
How is she?
She's quiet. But she's doing well.
She has to get used to the new situation.
-I'm sure. -Follow me.
-Montana? Someone's here to see you. -Hello, Montana.
Do you remember me?
Can I come and sit with you?
Do you like it here?
-You don't? -I do, but...
You miss your mummy.
Montana, I'm going to show you a photo of a man.
I want you to think hard if you've seen him before. Alright?
Do you know him?
-Where do you know him from? -From the drawing.
-What drawing? -He said I should become a nurse,
so he drew a nurse with a red cross on her dress.
Thank you.
I'm happy to help with the investigation,
but you should try to group your questions.
It's not good for Laure to be questioned every day.
I understand.
I'm afraid I've made a big mistake. I need to put it right.
I'll be right back.
Hi, Laure.
Don't worry. I won't stay long.
I've only got one question for you, actually.
You don't have to answer if you don't want to.
Okay?
The inspector who came along last time...
Do you know who I'm talking about?
Was he the one?
Did he save you from your stepdad?
From: Vicky Mobile Where are you? I need to talk to you.
To: Vicky Mobile I'm at my country house.
Do you want to meet me here?
Peter?
-Drop your weapon. -Vicky, please.
I'm going to count to three. By three, you should drop your weapon.
That's the last chance you'll get.
One...
Have you got another weapon? Have you got another weapon?
-Where are the others? -Bastard.
I would have risked anything for you. I thought you would for me.
-I would. -Stop lying.
-I'm not lying. -One more lie, I'll blow your head off.
So...
...have you told the others?
Turn around.
Get up.
I thought you were one of the good guys.
-Why did you do it? -Isn't that obvious?
Answer, goddammit.
Because it was about bloody time someone did something.
Did something?
-Torching people and cutting out tongues? -Yes.
You're sick.
-I'm not. -Peter, you killed people.
I killed what? You call that people?
A man who beats up his wife and kid
and a whore who is raising her 12-year-old to be a prostitute.
And a dealer who took my daughter from me. You call that people?
-You visit prozzies yourself. -You don't understand anything.
What about Marnix?
That was a suicide.
When a child rapist is released after five years in prison,
you have two options.
You can either accept it or refuse to accept it.
What do you think?
What's the fairest option?
Is my father a child rapist?
If you blame your own kid for an accident, you're a child rapist to me.
He never blamed me. I blame myself.
He never denied it. If you were my daughter, I would have fought for you.
Saving daughters.
That was your mission.
Laure.
Blue.
Montana.
And Sara.
-Leave Sara out of this. -Sara is a part of it.
You killed the dealer who gave her pills. But why does she want the pills?
Why does she take the pills, Peter?
I've slaved away my entire life.
I wanted to sweep the riff-raff off the streets.
I gave up everything for it.
So one day, you wake up and you realise...
...it hasn't made any difference.
And that all those bastards keep going about their business
and the only life you've wrecked, is your own.
Do you think the guy who shot Paulien was ever convicted?
How do you get to that point, Peter?
Do you wake up one day and think, "I'm going to punish a paedophile today"?
Yes.
It's doing things you should do.
Doing things other people daren't do.
Take it.
Police!