02x06 - Diamant

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I'm not afraid of you.

Next, please.

A ticket, please.

- Sorry, sir. I can't hear you.
- Jasper?

Why are you here?

I can't hear you.

One ticket, please.

A ticket.

This is our playground.
The recreation room.

Shall we see if your room
is ready, Mr Donckers?

What do you think?

Dad?

Better not come along the first time.

I'll come by tomorrow, OK?

Mr Donckers?

Yes, John?

Simon Blatt, a local jeweller.
Hit while crossing the street.

- It doesn't look good.
- We don't do accidents.

He was carrying this.

Wait.

It's full.

- Did you call the prosecutor?
- I said we'd tell the family.

The key?

- Have you got the address?
- Wapenstraat.

- How's your father?
- What do you think?

Are you expecting someone?

- No.
- No?

don't lie to me.
Expecting someone?

No.

- Annelies.
- Flamant won't pay our fine.

What about you, crybaby?

Hey, calm down.

Aren't they home?

They won't answer,
they don't know us.

You're telling me to calm down?

- It's taking too long.
- We wait.

- What do you think I'm doing?
- You have a better idea?

Blow them away.

One by one.

- Anna.
- The phone...

BLATT JEWELLERY
CLOSED

- Morning.
- Good morning.

Annelies Donckers, Federal Police.
This is my colleague Van Humbeeck.

Is this Simon Blatt's store?

Yes. But he's not here yet.
Can I help you?

Mr Blatt was the victim
of an accident.

- I don't understand.
- He's in hospital.

Is it bad?

- We have no information.
- We're trying to reach his family.

So if you have a phone number,
that would be helpful.

Have a better idea?

sir? A phone number?

His wife, for instance?
So we can call someone?

Yes.

- Here we go. A phone call.
- I said wait.

You and your waiting.

- Look at you! Back in your seat.
- I'm playing with my daughter.

You can read to her
in your seat as well.

Rock crystal. That's clever.

Voicemail.

Your boss was carrying a suitcase
with quite a lot of diamonds.

Is that normal?

Maybe he was
on his way to a customer.

Maybe he was
on, his way to a customer.

- Could we look inside the safe?
- No.

I'll have to ask Mr Blatt.

But you do know the combination?

- We could get a warrant.
- Then the vans will come.

Not great publicity.

All right, fine.

Good.

What happened?

Is something missing?

I don't know.
I'm not responsible for the safe.

But you know the combination.

- What's your name?
- Eli Rosentweig.

Mr Rosentweig,
were not tax people.

We don't care about fraud, we want
to know if any diamonds are missing.

- Yes.
- A lot?

- Yes.
- How many?

At least a million.

But my boss would never carry
them around without security.

He was very restless, and confused.
We gave him a sedative.

Mr Blatt.

- We have to talk to him.
- Ask the doctor.

- Mr Blatt, can you hear me?
- You should wait.

- I have to leave. They're crazy.
- Calm down.

- My family...
- Can you repeat that?

- They'll k*ll my wife and daughter.
- His family, John!

They'll k*ll my wife and daughter.

I have to go.

Lie down, Mr Blatt. Relax.

I called SWAT.
You brief the Commissioner.

Is there someone
who can pick you up?

Do you know him?

Commissioner?

Commissioner Sparrow,
Local Police. Kidnapping expert.

He's coordinating the case.
Donckers and Van Humbeeck.

We have one big advantage.
They don't know we know.

They will.
Blatt's been gone 2 hours.

We don't contact them
unless we don't have to.

We know of two hostages.
Blatt's wife and daughter.

sara. The youngest of two.

Blatt's mobile phone?

Perfect.

All we can do now is wait.

OK.

I'm bad at waiting.

You went swimming.

The idea.

It was a task
Mrs Gijselbrecht gave me.

- Is the tracksuit a task too?
- I got it at the hospital.

My clothes are
still at the pool. Locker 23.

I'll see what I can do.

The office of Professor T.

Ah, Mrs Teerlinck!

Yes, he's here.

We're having lunch.

We can chat.

It doesn't look like
he's going anywhere.

All right, I'll tell him.

She's picking you up for lunch.

It will do you good to chat.

I'm going to have some coffee now.

If you want to escape,
this is the moment.

- Where's your mobile phone?
- In my coat.

If the little one...

I'm tired of you.
To the back, now.

No.

Let me go!

I want to stay with my daughter.
Mummy will be right back.

The number.

The number.

Zero, four, seven, three,

two, zero, seven, three, five, zero.

Donckers! If you answer,
they'll know we know.

- Daddy. Daddy, it's me.
- Speak Dutch.

Voicemail.

- Daddy. Daddy, it's me.
- Speak Dutch.

Daddy. Daddy, it's me. Sara.

Where are you?

You'll do what they ask, won't you?

You'll do what they ask, won't you?

send a message.

Problems with safe.
Need more time.

I have new information.

Blatt was robbed
in his store last year.

There were two.

Blatt shot one. He died instantly.
The other one got away.

Without diamonds.

Blatt wasn't convicted.
Self-defence.

Maybe the second guy
came back for revenge.

I appreciate your trouble,
but we have a different priority.

Ending a hostage situation
without casualties.

It can't hurt to know
the perpetrators.

Of course not.

Do what you have to do to find out.

Rosentwelig.

Professor.

What's wrong?
Did you go skiing?

What did you do?

It's OK.

And I can still use my head,
so if I can help?

No.

Were working on something,
but we don't need help.

In that case...

We're having lunch.

Could I hide here somewhere?

If I say he's not here,
he's not here.

I don't get it.
He was just here.

But he’s been acting
strangely lately.

Mrs Sneyers, my son always
acts strangely. It's his trademark.

Yes, but this time
it's different.

He went swimming
in the municipal pool.

- That must be a mistake.
- He's slipped and is in plaster.

A few weeks ago, he took a bus.

A regular service bus.

He says
his psychiatrist tells him to.

Dr Gijselbrecht?

They make their money
with crap like that.

Can you watch Kafka for a while?

And when he turns up,
keep an eye on him.

- Sure, I have nothing else to do.
- He'll do anything at this stage.

Sorry, I wasn't
at the store that day.

You weren't?

There were two men.

One of them had a knife.
Mr Blatt shot him.

The other one ran.

The police told us
they were drug addicts.

Sometimes victims of a crime don't
tell us everything, afraid of revenge.

Are you hiding something?

No.

Mr Rosentweig,
I'll be honest with you.

At the moment, the Blatt family
are the victims of a kidnapping.

What?

Let's talk about the diamonds again.

They're black ones?

Black diamonds, yes.

Carbonados.
Diamonds of extraterrestrial origin.

Excuse me?

Carbonados are
the remains of an asteroid,

formed by a cloud of diamond crystals.

Professor, your mum
won't look for you here.

Only found
in Brazil and Central Africa.

- Are you in diamonds, too?
- No, he's with us.

The carbonados.
What are they worth?

Over a million euros?

More than 3 million euros.

That's enough for now.
Come along.

The robbery is a dead end.

The diamonds
are worth more. 3 million.

I once wrote an article on
how to deal with hostage situations.

- A three-step process.
- Who's that?

Professor Teerlinck,
an external police adviser.

Jasper,
this is Commissioner Sparrow.

He's coordinating the case.

What's the first step,
according to you?

Give them what they want.

Statistically,
that's always the best solution.

I think not.

Come along.
I want to try something.

Commissioner?

This is Professor Teerlinck.

- Who?
- Put on speaker.

Hey, man.
The speaker...

Goddammit.

This is Commissioner Sparrow.
Who is this?

- Never mind.
- Where's Blatt?

- Did you take his family hostage?
- We want Blatt.

Not so loud, it's on speaker.

He's next door.
Better negotiate with me.

Not true. Blatt is in the hospital.

He was hit by a car,
whilst bringing the diamonds.

That's why he's not here.

Hello? Are you the police as well?

Pay attention.
I'm Professor Teerlinck.

The police are nearby.
A Mr Tit, or Starling.

But don't talk to him,
you can't trust him.

I'm hanging up now.

- Are you mad?
- The opposite.

He hung up.

He just hung up.

- You screwed up.
- You did.

- Excuse me?
- You forced me to go on to Step 2.

And what is Step 2?

Tell them the truth.
They expect the opposite.

- Are you Ret*rded?
- And certainly not from you.

If I see you here again,
I'll have you arrested. Is that clear?

Jasper. Come on.

Well then.

What's the plan now?

You can wait here.

If my mother calls, I'm not here.

Leave my son alone.
I'm Jasper Teerlinck's mother.

I don't think so.
He's improving.

His foot is in a cast because
he slipped at the municipal pool.

That's interesting.

I told him to go weeks ago,
but he said he wasn't ready.

I know my son.

I don't think he's ready
to face his fears.

I'm afraid he'll never be ready.

- You realise it's not your decision?
- I repeat: I know my son.

And although he'll always deny it:

don't underestimate
my influence on him.

And I'd disinfect that chair.
It would give me a phobia of dirt.

So, this street,
and the two streets parallel to it.

- Give him porridge. Did he go poo-poo?
- A list of parked cars.

- He's grouchy without breakfast.
- Hang on.

- Open the diaper.
- Annelies? Can you move?

Over there, please.

- No, I understand.
- I realise it's a bother.

No, I know it's not evident.
but is he OK or not?

Of course I'll pay for any damage.

OK, you have
a very good day too. Bye.

That's all I needed to know.

Thanks.

- Everything OK?
- Couldn't be better.

And the plan?

Couldn't be better.

Sorry, John.

So?

All right.

Update from SWAT.

The heat cameras saw
the hostages are in another room.

Good news.

Less collateral damage
if we have to go in.

Go in?

- I hope that's the last option.
- What do you think?

Caramel Frappuccino, with topping.

Bad news, too.
There are four hostages, not two.

- The other sister and her daughter.
- There's a child.

Hannah Blatt.

4 years old.

Sparrow.

These things
never end well, do they?

Yeah.

OK.

They'll only talk to the Professor.

The Professor?

Are you sure?

Yes.

- Very sure?
- Yes.

- To measure is...
- To know.

- To guess is...
- To miss.

- The gentleman is sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.

Because Commissioner Pigeon
doesn't like you, does he?

OK, I'm out of here.

Ciao.

Jasper, they need you.

Hello?

This is Professor Teerlinck.
Bad news.

I don't negotiate with people who hold
a child hostage. Have a nice day.

Back to your desk?

- What the hell are you doing?
- Trying to end a kidnapping.

By taunting the kidnappers.

- Is that what you think?
- What should I think?

Commissioner Falcon impressed her.

So you trust Commissioner Flamingo
more than a scientist who's studied this?

Sparrow.
It's Commissioner Sparrow!

And he's been
very professional up to now.

- Christina's going on holiday.
- Taking a trip?

Jasper.

Christina.

I think it would be better
if you didn't work on this case.

- She doesn't trust you.
- Why don't you trust-me?

Because you only cause problems.
There's no solution.

Oh dear. The mama.

Flamant.

Three steps.

step 3.
What is it?

Hey, you know
I never doubted you.

I don't understand
why it's taking so long.

What do you think is going on?

Daddy should have been
here by now.

- Free my hands.
- No, that's dangerous.

Free my hands, that's an order.

Get the scissors.

Can you manage?

Mummy, all we have to do
is give them what they want.

It will all be over.

Your father
would never leave us alone.

This is taking too long.

something has happened.

Free my hands first.

- Mummy.
- Quiet.

Wait.

What are you doing?

Professor Teerlinck.

We want a million.

In small, non-consecutive bills.
Then a car and free passage.

Within an hour, OK?
Or I'll blow them all away here.

Professor!

Honestly,
that's a little unreasonable.

Unreasonable?

- Unreasonable?
- Yes, as in against all reason.

If I passed this on
to Commissioner Finch,

you'd make him
a very happy man.

Because he knows his sn*pers
would eliminate you right away.

But mainly because
he isn't telling you everything.

What do you mean?

That Mr Blatt has died.

Mr Blatt had a ruptured liver
and didn't survive the surgery.

It's not true.
Mr Blatt is out of...

Goddammit.

If this ends badly, you'll be
responsible for all the victims.

- Do you realise that?
- It won't end badly.

You knew this.

step 3.

Convincing the kidnappers
that their situation is hopeless.

- I thought it was a good idea.
- They're desperate now.

Your daughter is OK.

What about you?

Commissioner Sparrow.

Thank you.

So?

- The family is OK.
- And the perpetrators?

- The family is OK.
- And the perpetrators?

- Gone.
- The shots?

A distraction.

From the flight plan
they had in advance.

- How did you know the ending?
- Two things.

Last year's robbery
was all over the news.

- They knew Blatt was a hard target.
- But they kidnapped his family.

So they were amateurs, or they knew
Blatt wouldn't cause problems.

- An inside job.
- Exactly, that's point two.

Why does Blatt take only
his most valuable stones?

- Insurance fraud.
- Absolutely.

Carbonados sell easily on
the black market and demand is high.

So Blatt stages
his own kidnapping

and he cashes in twice.

He didn't know
he'd get hit by a car.

That was a happy coincidence.

Well, not for Blatt.

But it enabled me to convince
the culprits things were hopeless.

If Blatt was dead,
their plan failed.

Exactly.

Impressive.

That is the ugliest tracksuit
I've ever seen.

But the rest, impressive.

Personally, I think
"brilliant" is more fitting.

Jasper.

You have to go home
at some point.

I could say
the same thing about you.

I'm spending a few days
at my sister's.

Why?

Look, Dirk and I...

I think my marriage is over, Jasper.

- Go ahead, say it.
- What?

You knew this would happen.

Stuffed rodents
have more vigour than that accountant.

Dirk is an insurance agent,
and he's not boring.

He takes a bus, he goes swimming,
I never have to open the door for him.

But he's not boring.

Lately I've had the feeling that...

I'm half happy.

And half happy just isn't enough.

Good news.

- You tell her.
- We had an idea.

We had all cars
around Blatt's flat checked out.

The culprits didn't get there by bus.

So?

- One number was registered.
- Stolen yesterday.

So with a little luck...

- We found out something else.
- And it has hefty consequences.

Mrs Blatt. Thank you
for coming so quickly.

We've arrested two suspects.

- Only Sara saw them without masks?
- Yes, that's true.

Sara, we'd like you
to identify the kidnappers.

Simply for our files.

- Shall I come along?
- Yes, go with her.

- Can I come along?

I think it's better to wait
in the conference room.

Bernard, do you have a minute?

My colleague will take care
of you. Come with me.

They can't see you, OK?

Sit down.

Take your time.

- Did you recognise them?
- Its not them.

We just need to take
a statement now.

We were sure
we'd caught them.

We found enough fingerprints
to convict them five times over.

But if it's not them, it's not them.

- Unless...
- What?

No, that's impossible.

Unless Ms Blatt is pretending
not to recognise them.

Why would she?

You have your own business,
don't you?

- Sara?
- Yeah.

- What kind?
- Food products. Imports from Israel.

Couscous, tea, hummus...

That sort of thing.

- Business was bad.
- This is a difficult period, yes.

It's nothing.

Did you ask your father
for money first?

Sara?

Did he refuse?

Sara, just admit it.

Sara, just admit it.

Sara.

It can't be true.

Mummy.

Mummy, I didn't want this.

It just happened.

I didn't know.

Mummy, please. Mummy.

Mummy, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Don't take it personally.

An inside job.
You were half right.

To me, being half right is
the same as being half happy.

- I'm stopping.
- It's a family trait.

- What?
- Barging in unannounced.

- l'm stopping with the therapy.
- Why?

It makes me worse.

I thought it was the father,
but it was the daughter.

I make mistakes.

- I want you to think about it.
- I already did.

- Your mother will be glad.

- My mother was here?

- How was that?
- I survived.

- Did she say I should stop?
- She made it very clear, yes.

What about you?

This is my destiny,
to talk to you like the first time.

Words again, always words
always the same words

- I want you to understand me.
- Nothing but words

To at least listen once.

Magical words,
tactical words that sound wrong

- You're my forbidden dream.
- Yes, very wrong

My sole torment and my only hope.

Words, words, words

Listen to me.

Words, words, words

- I'm begging you.
- Words, words, words

- I swear to you.
- Words, words, words

Words, words again,
that are spoken against the wind

And what about you?

Maybe I'll think it over after all.