02x08 - Gekraakt

[bunniefuu]

Stop. Skully.

Stop. No.



Correctional court Ghent, Good morning.

Good day, could you transfer
me to Judge Robert Maes?

Judge Maes is absent.
Who am I speaking to?

With his daughter. Hannah Maes.

I'm trying to reach him. Did he take
a leave of absence or something?

To be honest, we don't
know where he is either.

We've already had to postpone a
few hearings because he didn't show up.

Sorry.

Okay. Thank you.

Who called?

A dead junkie.

Strangled during extreme sex.

Who is it?
- Yes, who?

A junkie. No name, no papers. Nothing.

How was she strangled?

Those two guys filmed
it with their phones.

Would you like to see it?

It's intense.

There was a camera on those boxes.

After it happened, those boys
called the police and ran away.

So it was here.

Maybe that guy was
I'm just saying something...

making a snuff movie.
- Charles.

Men, please. A snuff movie, in Ghent?

That's possible, right?

Okay. Who owns this building?

This is all from a
contractor from Merelbeke.

Do they know there are squatters here?

They have no problem with it. It's
all being broken down here anyway.

What exactly did that girl shout?

'Skully, Skully.' Okay. Kevin. Can you check
that name in the database and on SM sites?

And you find out where that
camera and that mask came from.

Where are those squatters?
- Upstairs.

Charles. That thing about those
snuff movies is an urban legend, right?

Don't know.

It's possible?

Identity cards?
- No one.

Tell me.

Who is that dead girl?

Ludo.

Ludo, do you know who that girl is?

Cookie?

Someone else?

Max knows, I think.

Okay, and which one of you is Max?

Max.

Normally he's always here, but...
- Max.

Okay, where can we find it?

I do not know. Somewhere.

Under the statue.

Hey guys, what kind
of circus is this here?

Hey, stay here.

Zoë van Noppen, nineteen years old.

Father and mother
died. An orphaned child.

Four years ago she ran away from
the Center for Special Youth Care.

Why are you running from us, Zoe?

Did the supermarket call you?

No why?
- Did you steal a bottle of gin?

We keep quiet about it.

Do you know her?

Look closely.

Are you sure?

Charles, will you call that supermarket?

Hey, whoa. Yes. It is well.

She had been hanging around
our building for a few weeks.

She calls herself Jane.
She's a real heroin junkie.

Jane, what next?

I do not know.
- Do you know where she comes from?

She only said that she has been living
on the streets since she was thirteen...

and that she steals and
begs to get food and dope.

Did she overdose?

She was m*rder*d.

f*ck. In our building?

Do you know someone named
Skully? Does that mean anything to you?

No, who is that?

Are porn films shown in your building?

No, not that I know of.

Do you have anything to eat?

I forgot to take cookies.

Okay. None of those
squatters saw anything.

They all state that they were on
the street at that time, coincidentally.

Except for a certain Max, we
still have to interrogate them.

He wasn't home. If you
can even call it 'home'.

Do you know anything more about that mask?
- Probably Mexican.

Very popular on f*ck sites on
the internet. For sale everywhere.

Camera?
- Ordinary handycam. Available everywhere.

And the name Skully?
- Yes, that's a nickname.

On the internet it could be anything.
The dishwasher in a restaurant...

a child's game, blowjob,
that of The X-files...

And on SM sites?
- Nowhere to be found.

That video has not surfaced anywhere.

Maybe the maker of that snuff-
movies directly to video stores.

Snuff movies, that doesn't exist, does it?
- Okay, okay, yeah. Not officially.

Which video store in Ghent
puts snuff movies on its shelves?

That doesn't exist, does it?
- Maybe there are some fatties who...

pay for it illegally, under the counter.

Whether or not those snuff movies exist,
does not matter. There's a chance, so...

we need to check all the video stores.
- All video stores?

Okay, then we'll look for snuff movies.
- Of course, yes.

Snuff movies? Come on, man.
- No?

Are you going all over Ghent for that?

If that exists here, such filth, I
certainly don't want it in my store.

Does the name Skully
mean anything to you?

Say that again?
- Skully. I don't mean the one from The X-Files.

Yes, I know that one. That's an actor.

Which actor?

Thanks, and all that.

Don't mention it.

But why do you actually live
here? You can go to a shelter, right?

I have a bit of a problem with
authority and authority and rules...

Then I might as well go to jail.

Zoë, what did I say about
strange people in my house?

No strange people in my house.
- Easy, Maxie. Those are those cops.

Cops, Max. Max, cops.

Hey Max, look.

What kind of f*cking sh*t is that?
- The name Skully, does that mean anything to you?

No, never heard of it.
- And this girl? Jane.

Yes, he had been coming
here for a few weeks.

Normally I don't take in junkies.

But she had a lot of food with her, so...

Are you the boss here or what?

I cracked this thing. I decide
who can and cannot come here.

This is Max's house.
- And where were you this afternoon?

On the market. Rerum Novarum
Square. I was stealing and begging.

Is that a problem?

But that there is a m*rder*r in your
building, I do have a problem with that.

Max.

Aren't you staying for dinner?

There's still spaghetti.

Bolognese, without...
- Ludo.

Here, Skully, I knew it. I knew I
knew that name. Do you see that?

That's an erotic horror movie.
- Where did that movie come from?

This one is from a
filmmaker from Ghent.

A new company. He
distributes his films himself.

Have you met that man?
What did he look like?

Yeah, I don't know.
- How so? You've seen him, right?

No, he called me.

I ordered it and I got it...

Charles. 'Terloo

Productions.' Franky?

Okay, I'll play a pickup from take 7,
because the last one was not good.

I really want more now. A bit naughty.

l*sbian Lickfest, scene 3,
take 7, pickup, and action.

Yes. Look, I believe that. Tasty.

That looks delicious.

And... cut.

End of sh**ting day, Franky.

I'm a director now, of
course. I do everything myself.

Filming, editing, putting on
the computer, Burn DVDs...

I'm not one of the big boys yet, but...

Thank you for explaining your CV.
Who is this Skully playing in this?

I met Skully a few months ago in a café.

Gentleman looking for
work I cast it for 100 euros.

In itself a pretty reasonable deal.
- Was that white or black?

h* h*, I wanted to give it up
nicely, the gentleman wanted it black.

No, I mean, do you have his name?

An initials, an address? He introduced
himself to me as Skully, I didn't ask further.

Skully, Skully... I seriously regretted it.

To steal. First duct tape,
then a tripod, then the camera...

A Mexican mask?

Where were you between seven
and nine this morning, Franky?

With your colleagues in Bruges.

I had to sit there in
jail until twelve o'clock.

I was location hunting last
night at the steps of 't Belfort.

I was doing upskirt...
- Under a skirt?

Suddenly two women called the police
because I had filmed them without asking.

You can immediately give
a description of that Skully...

so that we can have a robot photo taken.

Hey, you're not going to keep me
here all day. Come, write it down.

Franky. Concentrate.

Or I'll focus on your
equipment that you've earned...

with your ill*gal DVDs.
- Say.

And therefore also a mustache.

A little fuller. The mustache a little fuller.

That's it.

Can I leave now? I still
have scenes to prepare...

to play in Café Salto
the day after tomorrow.

Miss, I'll just give you my card.

If you ever feel like
taking part in a movie...

Completely...
- That's okay, I'll call you.

Okay, call me.

Kevin.

Distribute an investigation notice
and pass it on to the patrols, okay?

You are speaking with Robert
Maes, I am currently unavailable.

Please leave a message
after the beep. Thank you.

A blonde is on the plane
after a week's holiday in Ibiza.

She says to the man next to her:
Heh, finally back together again.

That man says: Do we know each other?

No, says that girl, I was
talking about my knees.

Guys, I think we're stuck with
snuff movies here in Ghent.

Kevin, are you starting again now?

Charles, did you brainwash
that boy or something?

Bob, this is the report
of the DNA research...

to Skully's semen recovered from Jane.

We have a match in the
database. Three months ago...

the same semen was found
on a Roma gypsy. A body.

'Strangulation resulting in

death.' Was it done with a chain?

She had no papers
with her. An ill*gal one.

And why are we only knowing this now?

It was classified by the m*rder section as
a settlement within the gypsy environment.

When was that woman found?
- Three months ago.

Three months ago, Skully
stole Franky Terloo's camera.

Was she the first victim
of one of his snuff movies?

Jesus, guys, what kind of
b*stard are we dealing with here?

Where was that woman found?

On the Krommewal in a container.

I want all the evidence
from that case. Now.

So this Skully guy is looking
for victims for his movies, huh?

Maybe he systematically searches the environment
of ill*gal immigrants, gypsies, homeless people.

People that no one misses.
- You have a point.

Okay. Make inquiries at all shelters.

There are Roma gypsies
at the water sports track.

Interrogations.

Come on, Kevin, let's see if
those squatters know that gypsy.

Hannah, what do you think?

No. The eyes are completely different.

Have any of you ever
seen these two people?

That could have been a few days
ago that could be very recent...

That's also possible, I don't
know been a few months ago.

Under a bridge somewhere, on
the street. Maybe in another squat?

It could have been months. Look closely.

Is that Skully?

Never seen.

And certainly not that gypsy.

Wait a minute. Yes, I know them.

This is Brad Pitt and
this is Angelina Jolie.

Can I have a look?

I don't know that woman.

That man...

I once saw someone who looked like it.

In Bruges.

At the Cactus Festival.

I visited Poverello.

They don't know that
gypsy woman. Never seen.

Skully, never heard of it. But
they did recognize our body.

Jane came to eat there
regularly for a while.

At the time, she was quite intimately
friends with a volunteer who worked there.

One Hans Richard.

Have you spoken to him?
- No, because he disappeared without a trace.

Six months ago. That's
weird, isn't it? I think it's weird.

Okay, a background check and
see if his body has been found.

Gypsies?
- Connais pas, I know no, I think...

None want to talk to the police.
- Do you still have your wallet?

Franky Terloo, that's not him either.

The Bruges police confirm that he
was in jail when Jane was m*rder*d.

Kevin, just in case that Ludo
wasn't talking nonsense...

forward a robot photo
of Skully to Bruges.

I want permanent
observation of the squat...

and I want a DNA sample
from all the men who live there.

Permanent observation?
A lot DNA tests for a squat?

That is a waste of people and resources.

A squatter or a gypsy more
or less, who cares about that?

That has nothing to do with it, Charles.

There is little chance that Skully
will do it again in the same place.

So there's no point in
observing that squat.

I'm going to check my email.
- I'll come along for a moment.

Charles.

Mark.

No Hannah, you
shouldn't push it. I said no.

Have you heard anything
from my father lately?

Nothing? Didn't hear, see or call?

Why? Is something wrong?

Not that I know.

Never mind.

Daddy?

Daddy.

Daddy.

Daddy.

Yes, Charles?

Hans Richard, 27, he is the son of
Ernest Richard, a former colleague of ours.

Apparently a local police
officer. His mother passed away.

At the age of eleven he
was sent to juvenile detention.

Theft and as*ault.

And that boy is going
to volunteer at a shelter?

He was released at the age of eighteen, Since
then he has been working at T&D Mechanics.

They went upside down last
year, 730 people on the street.

No bodies have been found in
the Ghent region that match...

with the personal
description of Hans Richard.

Bob, we are going to
visit Hans Richard's father.

Where does he live?
- On the Wiedauwkaai.

What is?
- Chief Inspector Maes.

This is my colleague
Degroof, Vice Investigation.

Do you have a permit for that?

I have been in the sh**ting club for 30
years. Provincial champion 2004, 2007.

I'm training for next week's
championship. Is that a problem?

You can't just go and have a blast in
your garden. You should know that, right?

Are they now targeting Zeden for that?
- No, Richard, we're not coming for you.

We're talking about your
son. Hans. Hans Richard.

This is of course a very old photo.

It was taken when we
still lived in Gentbrugge.

In the Steenvoordelaan.

What was he like as a child?

How should I say it?

It was very ambiguous.

Sometimes he was...

a good boy.

Then he did everything you asked.

And sometimes things
suddenly changed.

Then he became unruly,
angry, annoying and...

He's been to juvenile
detention, right? Your son Hans?

Can you imagine it?

A cop's son in prison?

The whole Kremlin laughed at me.

I did everything for that little boy.

If he had trouble again.

When was the last
time you saw your son?

When he was in prison.
- Nine years ago.

He was then released and then he...

lost all contact with us.

He didn't even attend
his own mother's funeral.

Can you imagine that?

Has he been up to something again?

Your son is a possible witness
in a case we are handling.

Do you have a photo of your son
that is more recent than this one?

Hello.
- Hey.

How is it over there?
- Muy bien. Fantastico.

A beautiful location. And
beautiful models too, so...

I hear it, you're having fun.

I'm at work and counting
down the days until I get back.

I remember I still owed you something.

Your loft is flooded, boy.
- What? You are kidding me.

A pipe has burst. It even affects me here.

That is not possible. Is it bad?

Hannah, is it bad?
- Just kidding.

The plants are getting water
and your mail is on the table, so...

You don't have to worry.

How are you?

Good.
- That doesn't sound very good.

I've been trying to reach my father for a
few days now and it's not really working.

He's not at home and
he's not at work, so yes.

Isn't he just sitting in a romantic
hotel with some sexy lawyer?

And he's not going to hang
that up on you, do you think?

I'm going to hang up. Have fun.

I swear, with those goggles and shorts
on, he was kicking a*s in his garden.

Ernest Richard, E.R.
- A 9 millimeter.

Has anything else been
found in that gypsy's evidence?

All the usual junk.

Except for one thing.

Terloo Productions.

Where did Franky go filming today?

In a cafe, right? In Overpoort, Salto.

To drink something?

Where is he?

You didn't learn from it, did you?

Look, as you can see, I'm
making a frame for my new film.

Filming women pissing and
sh1tting that will be a PV for framing.

Come on, boy.

Why do you always come
and ask me these things?

Because she was walking around
with your card and she's dead.

This is your card, right?

Anyone can walk around with
that I gave my ticket to half of Ghent.

Does the name Hans
Richard mean anything to you?

Take a good look at these photos.

Do you know him?

He does look like it.
- On who?

Is he Skully's little brother?

Those eyes. Exactly the same.

That mouth.
- Goddamnit.



A little brother of Skully.

Or Skully himself. As a young male.

Then Hans is Skully?

Can you age Hans Richard to age 27?

This should be possible with three photos.
- How long will it take?

I have to download it on


Sigma-ypsilon k-value.
Convert from J-PEG to PSD.

The hardest part of all:
baseline progressive scanning...

Now make it happen.

I'm going to pay Dad Richard
another visit at the Wiedauwkaai.

With Kevin Desmet.
- Hey little one, what's up? Is it finished yet?

This is Hans Richard at 16.

And this is 27.

Now compare that with that robot photo?

Listen. Just listen.

Here is that squat, where
Jane's body was found.

Here the Krommewal, the
container with that gypsy.

And here in the middle the
Steenvoordelaan in Gentbrugge.

Where Hans Richard lived as a child.

Could this be your son?

Yes, that could be Hans.

His mother wouldn't even
recognize him anymore, her Ludo.

Hans is Ludo.

Look. If you take away his hair...

Isn't it just Ludo from 't squat?

Hans is Ludo is Skully.

Ludo?
- She thought Ludo was prettier than...

Come on boys, to the squat.

Yo, Max. Wake up, boy.
- Seen Ludo?

Waking. Please come.

We're looking for Ludo. Where is Ludo?

I do not know.
- What do you mean, he lives here, right?

Sometimes yes, sometimes no.

I think he's in his country retreat.
- Where is that?

There's no one upstairs.
- Where is that country house?

Maybe Zoe knows. They spent the whole
time yesterday whispering in a corner.

And where is Zoë? Is Zoë upstairs?
- No nobody.

Where is Zoe?

Don't know.

Are you afraid?

We talked about it, right?

Hey, Bob. That house where
Ludo used to live. In Gentbrugge.

Steenvoordelaan.

You're looking for him.
- Okay. We outside?

Put on your necklace.

That's fine.

Smile at the bird.

Hannah.

Come on.

It's okay.

It says here: Psychoses occur
as a result of stress or isolation.

He then escapes into a
fictional character, Skully...

that creates its own reality and
chooses extreme aggression.

Characteristics: disturbed
emotions, language problems...

Where are those movies with the
murders in them? Jane and that gypsy?

Two murders... That's years in jail.

Your client will laugh, I think.

I don't work for clients.

If I want to go to jail...

that's my choice.

Me's choice.

Who is your client, Ludo?

No one. When I finish a
film, I put it on the windowsill.

I hang a red rag out the
window and an hour later, poof...

that DVD is gone. And then
there is a nice envelope with cash.

Beats.

You've read too much
Suske and Wiske, boy.

Which windowsill?
- On the Steenvoordelaan.

When would they get this?

Tonight I would give the DVD with...
- Zoe.

That agreement didn't
come out of nowhere, did it?

When did you first have
contact with fans of your work?

When did we first contact...

Last year, by letter.

I had squatted in our former
house on Steenvoordelaan.

I lost my job and all that.

I got 5,000 euros if I made a f*ck film.

With a real m*rder.

And the rest is... blah blah
blah blah. Do you understand?

And you stole that camera and
that mask from Franky Terloo?

Then all I had to do
was find insects to k*ll.

Women.

Yes, women.

wh*res.

Squirting b*tches.

That psychiatrist in the juvenile
detention center was right.

Tell us about Skully.

Don't you know that one? That avenger from
Akira 2. Who cuts off all the gays' heads.

It's not about the sex.

Oh no? Then what?

The art. The aesthetics.

Do you know what I think you are about?

Power.

You've been sh*t on the head all your life.

By your dad, your teachers,
classmates, at work, in prison...

Do you think you're better now...

because you make videos for
someone, what are you going to pay for?

There's a really big turd on your head.

Who is the insect now, Ludo?

I'm Skully. I make art.

Losers.

Come with me.

He's there.

Malloot.

I could have had a heart attack. Damn it.

You don't do something like that.

False alarm.

It's a runner.

You must feel my heart.
- Are you okay?

Wait a minute.

The walkie.

Elvis has entered the building.

Hands out of your pockets.

Hands out of your pockets.

And turn around. Right hand too.

Hands out of your pockets. Do you have
something wrong with your ears or something?

Pepper spray.

The suspect has run away.

Is there a fire?

Pepper spray, come here.

Hey. Come.

Hands behind the back.

Hey, this is the lady from the video store.

Did you commission Ludo
Richard to make snuff movies?

No definitely not. Those
orders come from Lithuania.

It seems that these types
of films sell very well there.

But it is done by email, anonymously.

I pass the order on to
Ludo and he makes a film.

Why did you choose Ludo?
- It's been in the video store for years.

A frustrated loser.

When I received such
an email from Lithuania...

I sent Ludo my first anonymous letter.

A few months later I was
running and passed by.

And there was actually a red rag hanging
on the window. That's how it started.

Why did you give us
that movie with Skully?

You would find it anyway,
so I better give it to myself.

Then I would be less suspicious.

Why real murders?

These are movies, right?

They're not real murders.
- You don't think I believe you, do you?

You order them.
- Anything else?

That you really don't think
you've done anything wrong...

Indeed, I made a little extra
money, black, as an intermediary.

Earn some extra money? Two
women were r*ped and m*rder*d.

And you're talking about
earning extra money?

And besides: If you want to

play along, in such dirty porn...

Then you must be a wh*re, right?

A junkie and a gypsy girl,
who's going to miss them?

Goddammit, a gypsy girl?

Wait a minute, I have something else.

A shelter.

With young people
who exploit it in nature.

Not too many rules, I thought:
maybe that is something for you.

I'm going to look at it.

Thank you.

Be careful.

Help.

Who are you?

Please, do not.