03x13 - De ontknoping

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My father didn't commit suicide.

I'd like you to analyse it
for DNA traces.

- Jasper?
- Yes, Mum?

Has John said anything yet?
About being the godfather?

Has John said anything yet?
About being the godfather?

No, not yet.

- Have you asked him?
- Yes.

He had to think about it.

- Are you okay?
- I feel it.

Does it hurt? Do you still know
what to do when it's time?

- Not this again.
- It's important, Inske.

First I'll call a taxi, then you,
and we'll see each other at the hospital.

And don't forget your suitcase.
You know where it is?

Yes, I've bumped into it twice already.
I did just now.

Damn it. Got to go.

Leave all this, okay?

- Damn!
- Told you.

He was m*rder*d.

- Hi, Jasper.
- Just a moment.

Christina?

Hello, Adelinde.

I've come to pick up Jasper.
We have an appointment.

Come and sit down.

- We're running late.
- Please.

- We're running late.
- Please.

How are you?

We never got on well, did we?

That was my fault, I know.

I was overprotective of him.

I didn't think he could cope
without me.

- That was wrong.
- We all make mistakes.

Apparently they don't count
if they're well-intended.

Christina...

- My time has come, and it's all right.
- don't say that.

The problem is, he doesn't see it.

He doesn’t want to see it.

When I'm gone...

he won't have anyone left,
except for you.

I promise...

It’s time.

That was all.
If anything comes up, let me know.

Saskia... are you okay?

Yes.

- Why?
- You called Roger Ronny and Rudy.

You're right.

Those f*cking books.

They only tell you
what can go wrong during childbirth.

Did you know
people are born too soon?

Foals or calves jump around
an hour after they're born, but a baby...

It can't do anything.

Because otherwise
the head would never go through.

Because our brains
have become too big.

- It was a bad idea to have kids.
- Saskia...

When Tanja went into labour,
I forgot to take her in the car.

I took the suitcase but she was
still in the doorway, shouting.

Somehow it always turns out all right.

Thanks.

- Good afternoon, everyone.
- Professor.

Why are they here?

I've handed over the case
to the examining magistrate.

The fact that the rope shows two types
of DNA is enough to reopen the case.

- That's good.
- Perhaps.

Or it's wasting taxpayers’ money.

Anyway, he’s ordered an exhumation.

Obviously the professor
can't be involved in the investigation.

Judas.

One more thing.

Could you compare this DNA
with that on the rope?

Whose is it?

He'll only tell you if it's a match.

Christina?

Okay, I'll do it for you.

Thanks.

Everything okay?

- No way. Her water has broken.
- Really?

Get out of here.

The b*tch!

What?

It was a joke.

I can’t believe her.

Saskia...

Wait a sec.
You need to calm down.

You'll stress her out.

I’m sure my godchild will be fine.

Seriously?

I'd love to be the godfather.

Brilliant. Inske will be happy.

Kafka, fetch.

Connie, will you fetch?

The professor isn’t here yet?

Why do people ask questions
they already know the answer to?

You saw he wasn't there.

You should have asked
where he was.

- So you know where he is?
- Did I say that?

Do you know what he’s doing?

I'm digging.

Digging?

For what?

A conscience.

Kafka, fetch.

He's up to something. I feel it.

- It's going to end in tears.
- It will be fine.

He's been in a nuthouse and in prison.
It can't get any worse than that.

Get up, Connie, come on.

The victim has a broken neck.

You can see it with the naked eye
but it's clearer on the X-ray.

That indicates a fall from height,
like with executions.

- Executions?
- Yes, there's a lot written about that.

People sentenced to death
paid the hangman to do the rope properly.

You fall down, you break your neck,
and it's done.

If you didn't pay, he'd tie the knot badly
so you'd suffocate instead.

And this cheaper version
took a lot longer.

The report said
he was standing on a chair.

That's wrong. A chair isn't high enough.
You can't break your neck.

And there's something else.

Head injury.

He was probably struck
by a heavy object.

- Fatal?
- Hard to say.

Maybe, maybe not.
But one thing is certain.

Your husband was hung afterwards
to make it look like suicide.

Impossible.

Jasper, tell them they're mistaken.

Your father was depressed.
You know that.

Could you tell me
exactly what happened that day?

What you remember of it.

Jasper was at school,
I went to town with a friend.

When we got back, we found him.
I've told you a hundred times.

You didn't notice anything strange,
no signs of forced entry, or a fight?

I found my father first.

I came home from school that day.

I tried to untie him.

He was...

He was too heavy.

I made a sandwich, ate it,
cleared up, and went back to school.

I didn't tell anyone anything.

Did you see anyone
or hear anything?

That's all for now.

- If you remember anything else...
- Thanks. This way.

Good day.

This is delicate.

Jasper...

- I can't believe you never told...
- She knows.

My mother knows
what happened that day.

She claims she went shopping
with a friend.

Look up September 10th.

“Going to sea tomorrow with Hildegard.”

“Looking forward
to strolling along the d*kes together.”

She didn’t go to sea.

I went to town with a friend.

- Yes.
- So something came up.

This Hildegard, who is she?

I don’t know. But I do know
someone who can help us.

You did what?

- Ms Sneyers is right.
- What has he done?

The correct question should be
why did I have my father dug up?

It took years and years for your mum
to get over your father's death.

Years! And you go
and open that wound again?

- She'll want to know the truth too.
- The truth has many faces.

I'm telling you, let it rest.
Understand? Let it rest.

Or you'll regret it.

- Is that a threat?
- No, a piece of advice.

- I'm asking you as a friend.
- As what?

- A friend.
- What?

Don’t count on any help from me.

I know you made part of my father’s
employee file disappear.

I'm prepared not to tell the judge
in exchange for information.

- Is nothing sacred to you?
- Yes. Johann Sebastian Bach.

And unlike your god,
mine isn't imaginary.

Jasper!

What information?

Hildegard? Who is she?

You shouldn't
treat people you love this way.

- Exitus acta probat.
- No, Jasper.

The end doesn't always
justify the means.

Hardly ever, in fact.
Machiavelli was wrong.

Ovid, not Machiavelli.

Poets are always right.

Hildegard?

She’s deteriorated a lot recently.

- Nancy...
- No, it's not Nancy.

Nancy, her daughter, died a few years...

Nancy, yes, and I’m her new boyfriend,
Professor Teerlinck.

I'd like to ask you a question
about 11 September 1972.

You were supposed to go to sea
with my mother that day.

Why was it cancelled?
Think hard. Why didn’t you go?

- Why not?
- Jasper, this is not the way.

- Little Jasper?
- Yes, little Jasper.

You were going to sea with my mother.
Your friend Adelinde.

To sea.

To Sea.

- Come on, think.
- Jasper...

- Think!
- Jasper...

Think. It's not that hard.

Think!

It's not that hard!

Hildegard...

she’s been going downhill recently.

Nancy...

We should leave.

Normally I solve things immediately.
Now I don't even know where to start.

- I don't understand.
- I do.

Your emotions are in the way.

- Emotions?
- Yes. Emotions.

That's the worst thing
anyone has ever said to me.

It could be worse. I could tell you
you're becoming normal again.

One statement,
no witnesses and no medical report.

And the doctor who signed
the death certificate died in 2012.

- And the professor's mother?
- She says she doesn’t remember.

Come on, start afresh tomorrow.

John, Inske texted me that she’s thrilled
you want to be godfather.

- You know what to do?
- Sure.

- You know what to do?
- Sure.

I’ve written it down.

Milk, mustard, toilet paper
and don't stress out my girlfriend.

See you tomorrow.

Why didn't you tell me?

You were at school.

I begged the police to take dad away
before you got home.

I didn't want you to...

Why did you never say anything?

Why did you keep it to yourself
all those years?

You forgot to give me my lunch.
That's why I came home that day.

Good morning.

- How are you?
- I slept very badly.

I don’t feel so good.

You'll be fine.

Good news about John, isn’t it?

- Where's my phone?
- Here.

- I have to go.
- Keep your phone on, it could be today.

It could be a false alarm.

I wouldn't worry about It.

Is this because of my text yesterday?

- Is that why you're acting weird?
- No, that was hilarious.

Can you clear the table?

You need to calm down
or you'll stress her out.

One of the DNA traces is your father's,
which is obvious.

The other one matches the trace
they found on the tea cup.

We can start an official investigation,
but I'd rather do it this way.

Who drank from that cup?

Your mother.

We could swap this with that.

No, we can't. Wait.

Mr De Paepe,
could you come with us?

- Now?
- Were trying to be discreet.

- But you... He has an appointment.
- It's all right, Ingrid.

Of course I knew Georges
but I don't know much about his suicide.

Just that it took me
completely by surprise.

We knew he had problems.

So you weren't in his home
on the day of the incident?

This is the rope he hung himself with,
apparently.

How do you explain the fact
that your DNA is on it?

I don’t know.

You were also good friends
with Mrs Teerlinck, is that right?

I know how this works. If I don't
say anything, it looks suspicious.

And if I do, I'll give myself a motive.

So I'll just get it over with.

Adelinde and I
have always been very close.

But that has nothing to do
with her husband's suicide.

Georges didn’t know.

Why did you make
part of the employee file disappear?

If you really want to know,
your father was brilliant.

His file just contained evidence
of how fantastic he was.

He could have become Dean
at the age of thirty.

But he was also
emotionally unstable.

That's not an answer to my question.

I knew Jasper was investigating
his father's death.

If he'd seen the file,
he'd start doubting even more.

Someone with a career like that
doesn't k*ll himself.

That’s what I was afraid he'd think.

But one thing is certain.
His father did commit suicide.

You shouldn't doubt that.

He had a motive, and the opportunity.

A family friend,
he waited for the right moment,

struck Teerlinck down
and staged his suicide.

A criminologist
knew exactly what to do.

- He's not a m*rder*r.
- It was 20 years ago. People change.

Without a confession, we have nothing.
The DNA on the rope isn't enough.

- We could arraign him.
- We'll look silly before the magistrate.

- What, then?
- Just let him go.

The risk of escape is low
and there’s no proof left to hide.

- Yes, honey?
- He knows more than he's letting on.

No, no Chinese. Just Italian.

Her water's broken again.

- Probably a prank again.
- It might be real this time.

I prefer Japanese to Chinese.

She’s not answering.

Off you go.

Saskia...

You know what? You choose.

She’s about to become a mum.

Good luck.

I can't change my calendar like this.

- What's your experience with blocking?
- It's a broad term.

Let's say someone did something terrible
when they were young...

What did you do?

Let's say someone
did something terrible as a boy,

Let's say someone
did something terrible as a boy,

what are the chances that he blocked it
from his memory completely?

what are the chances that he blocked it
from his memory completely?

There's a good chance.

You know this mechanism.

When we can't remember something.

But the experience doesn't disappear.
It's stored in the subconscious.

What does it take
to recover this memory?

- A similar experience, person, or object.
- Object?

Why are you here, Jasper?

I'd like to thank you for everything.

- Inske Landschot's room, please?
- 361, over there.

Maternity

Are you okay?

- What did they say?
- Everything is fine.

Are you in pain?

Do you need anything?
some water?

What's this lipstick here?

Are you comfortable?
Are you sure?

It won't come straight away
so we'll have to wait.

Good. Waiting is good.

I'm good at waiting.

Saskia, would you calm down?

I am calm.

I love you.

- Professor...
- Ms Sneyers?

I've always had a lot of respect for you,
as you know.

- I suspected it at times.
- It was true. Until now.

Do you want to know why?

This man has always put up with you
and has defended you.

He plays chess with you
three times a week

even though he hates losing.

And now
you're turning your back on him.

- You're talking about the Dean?
- Of course I am.

You could have used your special gift
to get him released ages ago.

I assure you that without a confession,
the police will let him go.

And if he’s innocent, he won't confess.
There you are.

Ms Sneyers is very happy
to see you.

Is she?

You know him,
he’s always exaggerating.

Bach is God.

It was an Irresistible urge, son.

Beef?

I said chicken. Take it back.
Silly girl.

- I k*lled my father.
- No, that's not true.

Everything points to it.
The autopsy report, the m*rder weapon.

I did it.
And all Walter did afterwards...

was solve it.

Walter just told me the truth.
You didn't k*ll your father.

I know who did it.

- Jasper, don't.
- Your mother did it.

You'd taken part in a contest.

- An eloquence contest.
- Louder.

An eloquence contest.

You won. You beat children
much older than you.

You wanted to show Dad your trophy
but he was drunk as usual.

You wanted to show Dad your trophy
but he was drunk as usual.

- I told you to show him another time.
- I can't hear you.

Professor...

- I told you to show him another day.
- I can't hear you.

- I told you to show him another day.
- I can't hear you.

- I told you to show him another day.
- I can't hear you.

- I told you to show him another day.
- I can't hear you.

- I told you to show him another day.
- I can't hear you.

The following day,
I'd forgotten about it.

I still had to make your sandwiches.

But I was going to sea
with Hildegarde that day.

I should have paid better attention.

Jasper...

She’s still your mother.

Was he dead?

I had to do something.

So that was it.

Jasper...

Jasper, what are you going to do?

My mother committed a m*rder.
What should I do?

I did it for us. For you.

Jasper...

And then I called Walter.

You heard, she did it for you.

Like you shot Lauwers for me.

I'm going for a walk.
The fresh air will do me good.

Can you stay with her?

The person who did it, did it.

I've come to turn in my mother.

Who did it?

Jasper...

The person who did it.

Christina...

Christina, where is Jasper?

We need to call the doctor.
she’s not doing well.

A cold case like this is never simple.

Few witnesses, no evidence.

When I found my father,
a chair was on the floor next to him.

This suggested
he'd stood on the char to...

But I picked up the chair and his feet
hung quite a bit above the chair.

I concluded that my father
had stood on the landing,

attached the rope there
and jumped down.

That explains
why his neck was broken.

And the head injury?

We cant tell
if it was inflicted post-mortem.

But it must be hard to untie
a grown man.

I mean, something could
have gone wrong.

They dropped him.

- Is that what you're saying?
- Yes.

That doesn't happen often
but it’s possible.

Right?

Its possible.

What about the Dean’s DNA?

Yes... Walter forgot to mention that.

The Dean helped my father
move a piano two weeks earlier.

They used that same rope.

Yes, Christina?

We didn't miss anything, did we?

No.

Case closed?

Yes.

Jasper, my sincerest...

I would like to offer you
my heartfelt condolences first.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

That brings us to the conclusion
of our very last class. Our last class.

h*m* Sapiens,
that strange evolving creature,

is still very far from perfect.

So imperfect, in fact, that straightforward
rational reflection is impossible.

The person who did it
didn't always do it.

Therefore it’s important for future
criminologists such us yourselves

to realise that this strange creature
must be approached from the heart too.

Go into the world, analyse rationally,

but judge with your heart.