I admit, I never thought it would work out.
But you did it.
One million, as agreed.
Our Australian friend was very happy with the test pills.
So were we, by the way.
So we would like to agree on once per month.
Every month?
Is that a problem?
No, no.
So we'll see each other in four weeks.
I do expect it to be just as easy as this time.
Don't spend it all at once, Bouman.
I'll decide that for myself.
Bye-bye.
Yes! Beer for everyone!
And me you.
No. No, don't!
No, no, no!
If that bag falls, I'll break your legs.
Look at this.
A friend forgot to put batteries in.
No.
I know what you did.
Smart to change out the kettles and the PMK.
But not smart enough.
Formic acid. You know that, don't you, from the lab?
You chose the wrong side, boy.
No! No, no, no!
Don't exaggerate. It's only water.
Tell Ferry
that Arie does not like to be betrayed.
You have 24 hours to pay him back his million.
Or you will both sit here next time
and drink real formic acid.
Clear?
FERRY: THE SERIES
Hey, man, wild night?
Jesus, what happened to you, man?
Goddammit, come inside.
-I'll destroy him, goddammit. -Ferry. Calm down.
Why calm down? Don't you see what he did?
Of course, but we have to keep our heads, okay? Tack has an entire army.
You think that I can't get an entire army?
Yeah, who? Those half-witted Poles? Drunk John? We only have 24 hours.
We'll have to pay.
I'm not paying anything. If we pay, no one will take us seriously.
And if we're dead? How seriously will they take us?
He's right. If we do anything wrong… They know where Lars lives, where we live.
Yes, and Daan.
Goddammit!
-So? -So what?
If we pay, they'll know we did it. We'll have problems with Pusaka.
I have to call Mick. Goddammit, man.
We have a problem, Arie.
Bouman is a friend of the club.
And you don't touch friends.
Ferry Bouman is a cheater.
He stole everything, and you're falling for it.
Be glad that I respect Mick,
or I would have destroyed you.
Who would you call to do that?
Mick, if what Arie says is true--
All talk. If he accuses me, he'll have to provide proof.
Proof? Even a blind man can see that it was you.
You had nothing, and after that raid you made a million pills.
Fuck off, man.
Police find 1,000 liters of PMK with some Poles I have nothing to do with.
And I still would not have anything, because it was seized.
I arranged for everything on my own,
and you can't take that, because you know that your time is up!
I demand compensation for damage sustained.
-I pay you? -Fifty K.
Fifty K? That's more than your chalet.
Arie,
you pay for damage sustained.
Mick…
Twenty-five K.
That's half.
Twenty-five.
Okay.
And if you can't prove it, you leave him alone and pay.
If you believe him, that's up to you.
But things will go wrong.
And I won't forget this, when you beg for pills.
Jerk.
I don't care how you made the pills, but in a month I want a million again.
Or you'll have a big problem.
And this won't happen a second time, darling.
Clear.
-And? -Mick says that we can't touch Bouman.
So we won't touch Bouman.
But make sure we can cook soon.
Here, a taser. In case they come back, all right?
How did you get that?
From my ex.
What kind of ex is she?
And the necklace? From your ex too? What is that?
Man, bought that myself.
-As a gift for myself. -A gift?
-Yes. -Give it to me.
-Careful, it's not a toy. -I know how they work.
Hey, cut it out, lunatic!
Are you crazy?
-Stupid, now you broke it. Boy, oh boy. -Yes, man, it's shit.
Yes, fuck it. Goddammit.
You guys are fucking morons.
-What's with him? -What?
That's for Lars. To protect himself.
There's no need.
Pusaka protects us.
Arie Tack can't hurt us anymore. In fact, hey, look at this.
Five K more, for damage sustained.
-Five grand? -Yeah.
-He just let that happen? -He had no choice.
You're safe. Believe me.
The only thing is, you have to get cooking again.
-What? Right away? Leave him be. -We can't miss that deadline.
If we get Pusaka angry, we have a real problem.
It's fine, we'll cook. I don't want to just sit here.
Tough guy.
Yes… The only thing is that
we have PMK for 200,000 pills. How do we solve that?
You start, and I'll take care of it. Hey, is he still alive?
Yes, crap. I forgot about that.
Never mind. We'll clean that up.
The waste needs to be thrown out.
I saw a new construction site. It'll be fine, man.
Okay, I'll do it.
-Sure? -Yeah, yeah. It's fine.
Let it shine, boys.
You got five minutes?
Of course.
I caught you off guard last time with my question,
but I don't want it to change anything.
Yeah. Of course not.
But I thought you were upset with me.
No.
I thought you were upset with me.
Bunch of drama queens.
Did that deal work out?
-Raked in a million? -Yes.
I should have participated.
You still can.
That's why I'm here. To see how final that "no" was last time.
A part of me is saying, "Do it, Marco."
And when I see you, I think, "Shit, loser, take some risks, man."
But another part of me is shitting his pants.
I admit that I pull some tricks to pay for the house, but…
Don't do something that's not who you are.
I'm just asking you for that shampoo line that you wanted, to set it up legally.
Sometimes a barrel disappears, and with the money you do what you want.
-Not afraid they'll catch you? -Well…
You always run that risk, but… I've been doing this my whole life.
Only idiots and fools get caught.
And bald guys from Tilburg, who they write about.
He was betrayed. That won't happen to me.
Would you like to see the lab?
Looking won't hurt.
That doesn't mean a thing. It's not a "yes".
Don't say anything to Sabien.
We keep it simple.
Yeah, yeah.
Oh, crap.
ANONYMOUS GOOD NIGHT
Piece of crap.
Yazmine, come on. Fleur is here.
Hello. Come on, sweetie, put that away and grab your helmet.
Yeah.
-Come on, come. -Yeah.
Backpack. Hands like this. Yes.
-Bye. -Bye.
So easy.
Really?
Hey, open up, man.
Boy, oh boy.
Fuck, hey.
-Come outside. -Yes, I'm coming outside.
How are you? Where were you yesterday? Did it work?
What? Yes… Yes.
-You look like crap, man. -Yes, no.
I didn't get any sleep. Someone was here, near my chalet again.
-What? You can always call us, you know? -Yes.
Yes. No, come on, we're going to cook.
What? Is it a good idea, to cook like this?
Take some time for yourself.
No, I feel safer in the lab. I'll grab my stuff.
In Maaseik, in the province of Limburg,
a nine-year-old girl was injured this morning
after she fell from her bike into a puddle of chemicals.
On her way to school, the child came into contact with dumped waste
from the manufacturing of the synthetic hard drug Ecstasy.
The girl was taken to the hospital with burns
and will possibly lose sight in one eye.
Oh, that poor child.
Terrible. Simply dumping that trash in the woods.
And the police don't do a thing.
If I drive five kilometers too fast, they're there.
But dealing with that scum, no.
Put them against the wall and shoot them.
-Jeez, shoot them? That's going too far. -Excuse me?
No, but I mean… Right?
Think about all those factories
that continuously blow poison into the air and dump waste into the water.
We don't shoot the people who work there.
-That's completely different. -Yeah, I think so too.
Do you have kids?
-I'm pregnant. -Well, I'll talk to you in nine months.
My grandkids play in those woods. I can't even imagine.
No, no, that's right, Mieke.
Let's change the subject, because it's bad enough as it is.
-Jeez. -Bend forward for a moment. Good.
Hey, babe. I just picked up the new car.
Fer, did you hear about that girl from Maaseik?
What? What girl?
A girl was burned in the woods in Maaseik by chemical waste from a drug lab.
Was that ours?
No.
We don't do that. We always dump everything in portable toilets.
Really?
Really.
Oh, that's a relief.
-I would not be able to live with that. -I get that.
Hey, I have to go. See you tonight?
Yes, see you tonight.
-Bye. -Yes, bye.
Ferry.
-Ready for the company's open house? -What is that tank?
You don't waste any time, do you?
Plenty of money.
-Here. -What is that?
For your own safety.
Isn't that a bit too much?
If you don't know where it is, you can't lie.
Hey, come on.
Dude, is that necessary? I'm eating pizza, man.
-Eating pizza? Finish this batch first. -Do you know how carcinogenic that is?
Why do you think I'm wearing this?
All good here?
I'm wiped out, okay? Just some speed to stay awake.
Keep going, nothing going on here.
Take it off.
Nice, right?
Come on.
No prying eyes.
Oh, man…
What a stench, man.
Don't exaggerate, man. This way they don't smell the lab. Hey.
Really…
We work with PMK now, but when we use safrole,
a step is added and we need an additional installation.
So…
I was curious to see it.
Ferry told me about it.
Oh, really? Hopefully all good, right?
Because Ferry can sometimes say things the Ferry way.
You have to know him, but…
-How many do you make per day? -Right now 120,000, if it all runs well.
But it's all running well. No problem.
Everything okay?
Yes.
-How long for one batch? -For now, 18 hours. Including the cooling.
It depends. The pill machine can't jam, of course.
Ferry, I have to talk to you.
-What? Right now? -Right now, yeah. Right now, come.
Remco, Dennis, can you show how the pill machine works?
All right.
This is the pill machine.
The MDMA powder goes there,
the speed, the binding agent, and then the pills come out.
Yes.
Okay.
Here. A kangaroo.
Here.
No…
-Look at it. -Oh yeah.
So I bring an investor, and you are sniffing speed, goddammit.
What, no, man--
You are as high as a kite.
-Tack is not keeping the deal. -What?
Last night I received an anonymous message.
-What? -"Good night."
-"Good night"? -They're watching me.
-What did they do? -They're following me.
-You didn't lead them here, did you? -No, I watch out.
But they followed me when I was dumping. Talk to Mick!
Last night? You dumped last night? Damn it, Lars.
Man, they are trying to scare you, they want you to make mistakes.
Don't let them drive you crazy.
And stop that shit, your head's all muddled.
All right, did they explain everything?
Portable toilets?
Yeah, and?
Any questions for them?
Yes. Any portable toilet here? I need to piss.
With the pigs.
-Did you go with him to dump? -No, we cleaned here.
-Do you know where he went? -Yes, Maaseik.
Goddammit.
What?
What? This morning a girl
drove through a puddle of chemical waste in Maaseik.
Don't say anything to Lars for now.
He's not doing well. He can't deal with that.
Keep an eye on him and make sure he stops using that fucking speed!
And, what do you think? Good guys, right?
-Lars was high on speed. -I saw that, but he's not like that.
He's having a bad week.
-Coincidentally the day that I pass by? -Yes.
Yeah, I don't know, Fer.
I don't trust guys who do drugs at work. It's a mentality. It never ends well.
-I've seen it in nightclubs. -This is different.
If I participate,
it's with the least amount of risk. It's dangerous enough as it is.
A junkie is asking for trouble. Brother-in-law or not.
But what? Should I kick him out?
He's a good guy.
Hey, Ferry, forget it, man. He's out or I'm not part of this. Sorry.
Goddammit!
Egg foo young, sweet and sour pork, chop suey…
Chow mein?
Sure, that's fine.
Come.
There we go…
Come, eat. Don't wait till it's cold.
Sabien is putting a money box in the salon.
-For the child who got burned. -Can I have some red sauce?
I was thinking we could do that at the campground too.
Maybe at the cash register in the shop. Just to do something.
Oh,man, it would be horrible if our child one day…
Can we talk about something else?
Hey, easy. Why?
Why? I'm eating.
No talk about work for five minutes.
This isn't about work. You can't help it.
Can you?
What is it?
It looks like it was us after all.
No…
-You're not serious. You said you didn't. -That's what I thought.
How can that be? We do it cleanly, right?
A mistake was made, and it wasn't me. So…
It happened, it's shitty, and I can't do anything about it.
"I can't do anything about it"?
It won't happen again!
I promise!
I don't understand how you can still eat.
Yeah, just walk away.
We can't bring a Quattro Stagioni pizza?
No, I'm not hungry.
All right. See you tomorrow.
-Bye. -Bye.
Come here, jerks! Come and fight me, if you dare! Goddammit!
Hey, shut up, nitwit. I'm trying to sleep, goddammit.
-Nice shirt. -Hey, thanks.
Yo, Lars, open up.
Goddammit.
This is Lars. I'm not here. Leave a message.
Call me back.
I'm going to see Marco, and you have to come.
Come on, John.
You must know someone who can get a gun. Something small, that fits in my pocket.
-What do you need it for? -Self-protection.
You better stay far away from a weapon.
Look at you, man.
Completely high.
Says the biggest drunk of Brabant.
Walking around with a weapon
only causes trouble.
I'm already in trouble!
But no one fucking cares.
Never mind, man! I'll solve it myself.
I'll see what I can do.
I'll ask around.
But stay calm, all right?
Okay, thank you.
Yum, is that chow mein?
Yes. If you want some, I'm not very hungry.
What's wrong?
-Nothing. -Yes…
Yes, there is.
Yeah.
You were right.
About what?
About the waste in Maaseik.
Jesus, in what kind of world will I be raising a baby?
Whoa, hold on, I didn't say that.
I just can't think of anything else anymore. It's all so…
The world is full of evil, and we just can't do anything about it.
That's not true.
Hey, you are a good person.
And good people act as counterweights.
You'll make that child into a good person too.
That's the difference.
There's a gathering tonight in that girl's neighborhood. Go there.
I'll come with you, if you want.
It'll be okay.
Is Lars here?
-No. -Do you know where he is?
No, we dropped him off yesterday, but his car was gone this morning.
Can you go on without him?
You can't ask us that. He's our buddy. We won't drop him.
Drop him? Who's talking about dropping him?
If he's not here, he's of no use.
Fer, Lars just came to me.
-He was high on speed. Looking for a gun. -Goddammit.
I said that I would see what I could do
so he won't shop elsewhere, but he's not well.
No, I know. Thanks for warning me.
-Where were you? -Does it matter?
I needed you, and you're at John's buying weapons.
He called you? If you don't protect me, I have to do it!
I am protecting you, man.
-They're trying to scare you. -They're succeeding.
Are you high again?
I told you to stop taking that shit.
-I decide what I do. -No.
-How's that? -No.
You have to go away. You're not thinking clearly. Go home.
-Throwing me out? -Temporarily.
-Are you? -For your own good.
-Without me, you're nowhere. -I'm nowhere with you either.
I won't give a junkie access to drugs. Daan wouldn't forgive me.
-I'm not a junkie. -But you were.
I just need the speed for now to stay awake.
Go home, Lars. Go to sleep. We'll take care of things here.
Hypocritical bastard. Go make those pills yourself.
Boys, we're going.
Ferry is right, Lars.
-What? -You're not doing well.
This ain't safe. You have to cool it.
Wow, nice friends. Thank you.
Thank you for caring so much. I will sit by myself in my chalet, easy target!
You'll stay with me and Daan until you're better.
I'll make up with him.
-Can you continue here? -Yes, for now.
We can finish this batch, but then there's no more PMK.
I know.
Thanks.
You got five minutes?
-Sabien not home? -Upstairs getting changed.
-A drink? -No.
Everything okay?
You were right.
Lars is a good guy,
but he's not well, so I threw him out.
Until he can prove that he's not endangering us.
That must not have been easy.
I need you, man.
I can't do it without you.
I promise that it'll be worth your while.
What else has to happen before they take action?
Ecstasy is a plague in this area, and the criminals have no scruples.
We have to make ourselves heard by the mayor.
We're done with the drug mob.
Come, honey.
Come.
Subtitle translation by: Irene Stoel