01x12 - m*rder by Numbers Part 1

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Good morning.

Slept well?
-Reasonable.

Reasonable?
Like: fantastically delicious?

That massage oil was in my hair.
It was really everywhere.

Daddy, your sandwich.

Porridge? Sandwich.

I don't have time.
-How so? You don't have time?

I'm looking to the future.

Do you want jam or chocolate spread?
-Jam.

Daan.
-Very good, Dad. That's Daan.

Good morning, Daan.
-Good morning, Herman.

Please.
-Thank you so much.

Father. You have to eat your sandwich.

Okay, Dad.

Daan has for you
bought a mobile phone.

What does that mean? If anything,
if you've fallen or something...

or there is something bad
then you just have to press 1 for a long time.

Then we come directly.

What should you press?

Annelies.
He knows what to press.

Press 1?

Of course. I have to press 1, eh.

Okay. I'm going to put it away.

Here's your cell phone. Good?

We have to get away from it.

An unknown man
between 60 and 65.

A hiker has found him.
Or his dog.

What is that?
-Is he burned or something?

The doctor thinks with a blowtorch.
But the cause of death is strangulation.

And there's other injuries, perhaps
because he wanted to flee.

But he's not dumped here,
he was m*rder*d here.

And no papers?

There are houses on that road.
Maybe you should go and hear there.

Good. See you soon.

Can you take a picture of this?

A year?
-Maybe, it could be.

For the rest no traces?
-Nope. Not for the time being.

We do have a testimony
from someone...

which is a blue-grey Hyundai
has seen, a Matrix.

But no license plate.
-And that face?

Perhaps to destroy DNA traces.
-I don't think so.

January 12, 1730...
-Sorry. When?

Listen, Daan.

In 1730 the lime carrier
Gillis of Baden...

by the caretaker of the church
Caught...

on h*m* acts
with private Hendrik Corver.

We have images of that.
This fine engraving.

Van Baden is sentenced to death
for sodomy.

He was strangled and his face
was painted black.

That used to be a way
to punish h*m*.

It can also just be a coincidence.
-It couldn't be a coincidence either.

Suppose that punishment
copied it, what does that say?

That he was m*rder*d because he's g*y.

Some very creative gaybasher.

So a k*ller with a master
in history.

As long as we don't know who it
victim, this makes no sense.

Missing Persons Would Soon
let us know something.

Okay. We're waiting for that.

Can I speak to you two?

Annelies?

Okay.

Someone who carries lime, surely?
-Probably.

We were busy
about what a lime carrier is.

I mean your collaboration.
That's going well?

How long have you known
that we are a couple?

Even before you even noticed it.

I'm happy for you guys. But
team members are not allowed to have a relationship.

Commissioner...
-And that rule is there for a reason.

This can be yours
impair judgment.

Impair judgment?

We have been working together for a year and a half
and you already knew?

Nothing is going to change. Daan?
-Absolutely not.

Why don't you say anything?

I've talked to Paul about it.

We're going to leave it that way for now.

Make sure I don't regret it.
Is that clear?

Very clear.

As ready as a lump.
-Does the professor know of this case?

We haven't seen him again.
-We have something.

Renaat Dierckx, 65 years old.

Reported missing yesterday evening
through...

his friend.

Dean?

I called again on his fixed
number and his mobile. Still nothing.

I'm starting to get worried,
that's been around for over a week.

I can schedule that
don't keep knocking over.

I don't know where he is either.

Sonja. Do you want those things
want to put it in the storage room?

Careful, huh.

I think we don't feel too much
have to worry.

He's probably hard at work.
To an article, or something.

He will call when he's done.

Jelena, don't worry so much.
It's a weird one, I know.

But there's nothing he can do about it.

Yes, I know it's freezing cold here.
Put on your coat. That's what I do.

Sorry we have to ask you questions
but there is no other way.

Did Renaat have an argument with someone?

Someone who disagreed
with your relationship.

Sorry.

The year '91. Does that say anything to you?
-Nope.

Were you already together with Renaat at that time?
-No, that was...

much later.

But he's around that time
became director of Windekind.

That's a primary school.

That's why he couldn't come out.
for his orientation.

I have here...

a statement from you in which you say
that Renaat left around seven o'clock.

Do you happen to know where?
-Nope.

Renaat is around ten past seven
left home to the grocery store.

Here. He arrives at 7:38 p.m.
in the parking lot.

He parks his car, outside
image, and he goes inside.

Rinse a little.

Yes, here. At 7:52 p.m., he arrives
back out.

You'd think he'd be direct
drives away, but no.

Perhaps he was by his k*ller
forced to get in.

Now you have to look closely.
A Hyundai Matrix.

The same Hyundai that just after Renaat
Dierckx who had driven into the parking lot.

Can't you get that driver better...
-Nope.

The perpetrator knew where the cameras were hanging.

I have a license plate.
Stolen last week.

I will have it signaled.
-CTX 678.

Not good, huh.

Guy Panhuizen. The operator
of the case has found him.

Strangled, but he was hit first
by a taser.

Isn't that 2000 that's there?
That's a number, isn't it?

So he is paralyzed first,
then strangled...

and then a figure is notated in him.

That's what you're working on, right?
Someone could have come in.

Where are his clothes?

Probably the perpetrator
everything included. Come on.


Those are years, aren't they?

He is through the emergency exit
Entered.

It opens from the inside out
but the perpetrator had blocked him.

So he knows this club?
-Well prepared.

We get a list
of staff and members.

This will be on all the front pages tomorrow.
-We're going to get the wind from the front.

You turn each tile around twice.

And tomorrow's crisis deliberation.
I have called the Commissioner.

I just wanted to thank you. Before...

Yes, it's all good. Shut up,
before I change my mind.

We can exclude a copycat.
The detail...

The signature.

So the numbers.
That has not been released in the press.

So one culprit.
-Yes, but that's weird.

Normally there is a cooling-off period
between two victims...

but these murders have been committed
within 48 hours.

So whether the perpetrator wants to say something
or it has to go fast.

A suicide mission.
-He finishes a list.

What happens next doesn't matter.
-We have little time.

Depends on how long the list is.
-Where do we stand with the second case?

No one saw anything yesterday
in the club.

We are sifting through the list of members,
but what should we look for?

The victim?

Guy Panhuizen, 34 years old, works
in do-it-yourself store De 3 Hamerkens...

divorced and no children.

That ex-wife also works in that store.
-Really?

Is there a connection
with the first victim?

Except for those years.
-If the years are.

Years or not, the perpetrator wants us
say something about that.

Suppose they are years:
'91 and 2000...

Then something has to happen in those years
are with the perpetrator or the victim.

But Dierckx is exhibited as
g*y and Panhuizen is in a shower.

Sexual motives.

Maybe we should be with that ex
go talk.

I'll go with Daan though.
Come, boy.

And?

And?
-I texted him.

And did he answer?

A signpost never goes the way
which he points out.

Really...

Annelies?

Hopefully you won't be right, but
if there are more victims...

we have to do everything. Agreement?

Agreement.

I think that's real. Working together as
suppose, that is not self-evident.

When you come home, you have something else
to chat about.

I can't ask Annelies:
How was your day?

Do you really think I'm at home
about my work tell?

I thought so, yes. Maybe.

Maybe I should do a transfer
ask.

Maybe you should focus on
on this case.

Vanished?

Then you think you
have already experienced everything.

But, gone? Why, gone?

If I was looking for the why
of things...

I certainly wouldn't do that
at this university.

Inspector.

There is something you should know.

The Professor and I
have had words.

Arguing actually.

Can't we do a hard job right now?

I'm a woman, I can
hard do it when I want to.

Yes, so argue. And the professor
can't handle that very well.

He is, let's say, emotional
insufficiently adapted...

to enter into such a conflict.

Okay, that's very tricky.

Because we also have...

For you, everything is a game, isn't it?

I'm going to say something:
Life is not a game.

Okay? But you had to if necessary
stage your play...

and thereby Tristan Verhulst
now dead.

We have an urgent matter.

I may know where he is.

Come along.

Are we going to talk about it again?
-About what?

Jasper...

You've been here for almost a week now.

Are you already with doctor Gijselbrecht
have you been by?

Jelena. Let it go.

I am his mother.

Do you know this man?

Says the name...

Windekind, are you saying that something?

That's a primary school.

The number 2000.


that you got to know your ex-husband?

Mrs Mertens?

When did you get to know Guy?

In high school.

We were the ideal couple.

But that was a long time ago.

Why did it go wrong?

Sorry, that may be important.

I thought he was cheating on me.
Then I followed him once.

Turned out that that b*stard
went to the whoes.

Yes, I immediately put it out.

Professor.

I would like to ask you something.

It's cold here, man.

Stupid sea.

Cuppa?

I wanted to come and say sorry.

It's not your fault that Tristan...

A new case?

Maybe a serial k*ller.
-Maybe?

Do you know Thérèse Levasseur?

She was the woman
of Jean-Jacques Rousseau.

Known from the book
Emile ou de l'éducation.

Man is naturally good...

and it is the task of education
to keep that good.

Thérèse had five children with him.

Five children.

Milk or lemon?
-Lemon.

He always obliged her to
give up last newborn child.

What's your point?

There are people who are good
in theorating...

and there are people
that are in real life.

The latter is clear
my biotope does not.

It was a mistake in that anyway
to step.

Now it's my fault?

Well, you persuaded me
to become an advisor to the police.

While that's not my thing.

A signpost never goes the way
which he points out.

That I ever looked up to you,
I don't get that.

Is that the new tactic?
Insulting me to persuade me?

That never works.

A signpost is totally passé.
Everyone now has a GPS.

Good evening, Mrs Sneyers.
-Bye, Sonja.

Dean.
-Good evening, Sonja.

Mrs Sneyers, I wished that...

I had promised him to...
-It's not going so fast, is it dean?

We can't all be Rik Torfs.

No, fortunately not.

But don't worry,
I understand.

I'm just a secretary.
A piece of furniture.

We need to know our place
in the world, right?

Ingridje...
-Good evening.

What was it like?
-Three hours in the car for nothing.

Traffic jam from Sint-Niklaas.
-You need strong coffee.

Sint-Niklaas eh, Daan.

I know by now
which is a lime carrier.

Someone worked through it.
-It's literally that. They bore lime.

Lime used to be used for cement.

So they had to unload lime
of the ships.

Check out my computer screen.

That's a blog on which they
rage about degraded mores.

Against same-sex marriage,
l*sbian couples who...

A fluff.

Lesbians with children,
people who allow themselves to be converted...

They don't like that.
-You always have morons.

Here. Look here, this is two days
placed ago.

A g*y school principal: Is
that's an example for our children?

The second victim was there
also not averse to it.

Compare yourself to gays now
with wh*re-runners? Do you mean that?

We don't, anyway,
but that culprit might be.

Send that link to IT
for the IP address.

This is a list of all teachers
and students of that school in 1991...

and of employees and customers
from that store.

Do you check if there is a match?
Also with that gym?

Annelies?

And?

Commissioner?

He's really not worth it.

No way.

A man had his own death
staged.

I did realize it, but...
Maybe waited a little too long.

I learned two things about guilt.

It's a feeling for weak people.

And second?

Did you k*ll that man?

Most feelings of guilt
are unjust.

Whoever did it, did it,
and the others...

those are only spectators
that are on the sidelines.

They can influence the game.
-Another agreement with your father.

Always the last word.

To camouflage that he
was sensitive to what went wrong.

Did he hang himself because of that?

Who knows?

We never talked about it.
-Maybe we'd better keep it that way.

Jasper.

Are we going to look for that cord
in the garage?

Have we attached it
to the ceiling?

Whoever did it, did it.

Maybe I was just
not important enough for him.

Sonja?

Do you sometimes have a large kitchen knife,
or so?

Don't move.

Sonja.

I have a proposal.

If you do what I say...

then I'll let you live.

That is good.

You do like plants, don't you?

Jam?
-Yes, yummy.

Why didn't you wake me up
artificial? It's late.

Do you want to clear everything, Daddy?
Do you know where everything belongs?

Do you remember what to do?

Dad, the phone.

Press the phone, click 1.
-Good.

Very good.

See you later, huh.

Hold on for a moment.

Isn't Sonja there yet?
-I don't know.

Faculty of Criminology?

Hello, Mrs. Sneyers?

Bye, Sonja.

Something in your back.

I got up and then
something shot into my back.

That's not good.

Much better.

Day.

Thank you.

Something was shot in her back.
He stays at home for at least fourteen days.

That too.

Solve it.

The good news is that there is
is not yet a third victim.

If we have to pull ourselves up to that.
And the Hyundai?

We used all the cameras,
but nothing.

I've compared those lists
but no match found.

Maybe we should
out of the box thinking.

Maybe we're looking too far.
The partners.

Renaat's is the disappearance
come indicate.

And he has no motive.
As far as we know.

And that ex of Panhuizen
has an alibi and no motive.

Vengeance.

And her alibi?
-Or they committed each other's m*rder.

Panhuizen ex the director.
The friend of the director Panhuizen.

That's very out of the box.

Daan might have something.

I found a blog here
with extremely conservative sweats...

and a clue to the first m*rder.

A g*y school principal: Is
that's an example for our children?

Do you have a name?

Bart Dekeyser, from Berchem.
No criminal record, no traffic fines.

It's better than nothing, huh.

Pick him up.
I'll take care of a warrant.

Mr. Dekeyser?

Annelies Donckers, detective.
-Daan De Winter.

We'd like to ask some questions.
Do you want to come along?

I just...
But I still have...

It's that car.

Sorry.

Should I know about...

I have a right
on a personal opinion?

An opinion is always personal.

I find this a bit extreme.

Where does it stand? Here.

"People who have sex with members
of the same sex...

violate the natural law, and those
of God. They will perish."

Sodom and Gomorrah.
-Who?

Sodom and Gomorrah.
-Those are cities.

Men with men,
women with women...

I think that's called h*m*.

Pernicious.
-Wablief?

Pernicious.

Yahweh has Sodom and Gomorrah
destroyed...

under a rain of sulfur and fire.

So you thought: I will Yahweh
lend a hand.

A g*y headmaster:
Is that an example for our children?

Are those the moral values...
-I have no respect...

for people like that.

People like that?

The fifth commandment is still:
Thou shalt not k*ll.

Is there also no commandment
against going to the whoes?

Who is that?

Where were you the day before yesterday
between eight and ten in the evening?

At home. All the time.

Can anyone confirm that?
-Nope. I have nothing to do with this.

And Monday between seven and eight?
-I don't know. Also at home.

You've been waiting for Renaat Dierckx...

you've driven to that forest and
there you k*lled him.

I can't even drive.
I don't have a driver's license.

I don't have anything... I don't have that...

Waste of time.

True. Dekeyser doesn't have a car
and no driver's license.

That car may have been stolen
and without a license you can drive.

An accomplice?

That bruiser has nothing to do with that.

That search was noppes. Except
a lot of candles and crucifixes.

Exit Dekeyser.

And now?
-And now? Nothing now, huh.

How is that possible?
, I hate this.

Enough. Tomorrow again,
with a fresh head.

I look at that dossier again.
-Pizza?

For me a 43. Without anchovies.

Yes... with us it's just
white cabbage.

I never understood
that you like that so much.

You can't stand your loss. Six.
-Do you think it's hereditary?

What?
-Suicide.

Jasper... Six.

That's a legitimate question, isn't it?
-It's mostly a silly question.

Studies are not conclusive.

It is believed that a tendency
to suicide...

has to do with the failure
of our serotonergic system.

That's genetic.

That's the same system that allows
for our empathy.

You think too much.

I would just like to know sometimes.
Nothing more.

You are stronger than your father.

You won't do stupid things.

Man-worse-you-don't play with your mother
is also not reassuring.

Ronny, you a piece?

Yes, thank you.

Take it.

You know what I find weird?

That there is with that second victim
a taser has been used...

and not with that first victim.

And that Renaat Dierckx is 65
and not exactly an athlete.

Guy Panhuizen does.

He also had Panhuizen
can sh**t?

You think he's him necessarily
wanted to strangle.

I don't know, but...

Strangle someone, that's intense, huh.
That didn't happen in two seconds.

That might indicate
that he knows the victims.

And that he enjoys it too.
-Or maybe both.

With Daan.

Yes, okay. Thank you.

They've found that Hyundai Matrix.

To a pilot in the port.
-Go ahead. I call reinforcement.

Yes, Daddy?

Hello, Dad? He doesn't say anything.

Father? If you hear me,
then say something.

Hello, hello, hello?

Okay. I'm going to go to that shed
and you to your father.

I won't leave you alone.
-Reinforcements have been requested.

Now he doesn't answer anymore.
-Okay, go ahead now.

Hyundai. Matrix.

A Matrix.
I have another line here.

Rabet.

What? Where?

Come, Ronny.

How long has it been here?
-We are here fifteen minutes.

Inspector Daan De Winter.
And no one seen?

Okay. We're going to wait here
on reinforcement.

Father.

Father?

Dad, did anything happen?

That program, I don't know that.

But you've called.
You have to press 1.

That remote doesn't work.
-It's not. That's that phone.

You have to call with that.

Where's that remote?
Did you put it back in the fridge?

Father? What is this?
-The remote control.

What is this?

The remote control.
-That's that phone.

That's the phone.

That's okay at all.

Ronny. 2006, write that down.

We go in.
You stay here, we go in.

No risks, that guy is dangerous.

Halt, police.

Daan. Give me a call back.
g*dd*mn.

Halt, police.

They're already inside.

This is the voicemail of Daan De Winter.
Speak a message.

Come on, where are you?

Let that go down.

Slow.

Very slowly, yes.

Look at me.

Don't, huh.

Daan? Daan.

Daan, can you hear me?
Call the ambulance.

Daan, stay with me, okay?
Stay with me.

Call goddammit the ambulance.