You have to stop it, Ferry.
Stop it, enough is enough.
Otherwise, I'll come get you.
Promise?
Promise.
I love you.
Dumb hairball.
Bugger.
Pissant.
I will up the morphine now.
It could be fast now.
Can you do something for me?
Keep an eye on Fer.
Okay?
Thank you.
Thank you for everything.
With you,
everything was worth it.
Everything.
FERRY THE SERIES
Absolutely, yes!
Absolutely, yes! Absolutely!
-Good shit, right? -What?
Good shit!
-How much do you want? -Ten.
How much?
-One hundred. -What?
One hundred.
They're out to get me.
No one does anything about it.
After everything I did for that fatso.
Yeah, right? Yeah, right, no?
I'm not waiting till those assholes get me.
-Don't wait. -It'll be the end of me.
You're right. He has to die. He's in for it.
That fatso has to die
No, no, not Ferry. Arie.
Yeah, yeah, him too.
A surprise attack, dude.
And run. Just like with Tupac.
Hey… Whoa.
-Cool, right? -Thanks.
Are you crazy? That's mine, man.
I can give you the name of my fixer.
Pietje PafPaf. Tell him that the Perp from Antwerp sent you.
This is Lars. I'm not here. Leave a message.
Asshole.
Guess what was just delivered over here.
I don't have to guess, but I'm not talking over the phone, nitwit.
Best to get out of that habit.
-Yeah, right. Yeah, sorry. -Yeah.
I'll be there in an hour.
-Yeah, okay, Ferry. See you shortly. -Bye.
What are you making?
This early in the morning?
-Is that a pregnancy thing? -No, it's for work.
Where are you going?
To see Marco.
Oh, what are you going to do?
Remember the shampoo we were talking about?
Yes.
He changed his mind and is willing to help us. So…
Didn't you have another solution?
Yes, that was temporary. Now we have a huge new deal.
We need more and… He wants to do it.
-No, wait. Does Sabien know about this? -No, of course not.
She doesn't have to know.
-Why not? -I don't know. He doesn't want it.
I won't get involved. And neither will you.
So I have to lie to my friend.
You don't have to lie. You just don't say everything.
No, sorry. No, Fer, I don't know if that's a good idea.
It is perfectly legal, so it's a very good idea.
No, but we agreed that we wouldn't work with friends.
Listen, that shampoo is their dream.
And with this money, he can fund that.
And he'll be helping us out, so…
You work with friends.
-Yes, but… -Yeah.
Oh, Fer, will you see Lars?
-I think so. -Can you ask him to call or stop by?
We have his laundry here.
Yes, yeah, I'll do that. Sure. I'll see you tonight, okay? Bye, honey.
Bye-bye.
The bottling machine will be here.
It'll be here next week. They'll deliver next week.
Then we can start for real.
Here I have a few samples, for bottles.
This one, for example. Not bad, right? This is Sabien's favorite.
She's really happy, buddy.
Sabien happy, you're happy, I'm happy too.
-Yeah, yeah. -But the stuff to make the shampoo…
Oh yeah.
I've got it.
Look at that. Well done, man.
Ferry, I'd appreciate it if some of this stuff can stay here.
-You never know if they'll come check. -Man, it'll all be fine.
Okay?
These are yours.
I can't go back, can I?
It's real now.
Yes. It's real now.
It's that easy.
-Can I help you? -Yeah. Sorry to bother you.
I was at the march a few days ago
and I made lasagna for you
because I thought you wouldn't be up to cooking
and maybe this way I can help you a bit, so…
-That's very kind. -You're welcome.
Everyone likes lasagna, right?
What do we say to Mrs…
-Sabien. -Sabien?
-Thank you. -Well, you're welcome.
Come in. A cup of tea maybe?
No, not necessary. I was in the area and it's no bother, so, yeah…
God, yeah… Oh boy. How is she? Is she in pain?
She takes a lot of painkillers, but they don't work for very long
and she's not sleeping well, right, honey?
And the injuries, will they be permanent, for her eyes?
Darling?
Just go inside.
-Bye. -Bye.
We'll have to wait and see, but…
probably, yes.
We go to the burn center in Brussels every week.
I don't know how to organize it with work.
And the father, can he help, or…
But it'll be all right.
We'll figure it out.
Thank you.
Yes, you're welcome.
-And, well, hang in there. -Yes, thank you.
Bye.
I've been calculating.
That additional step
costs us 20 hours per batch.
We're already behind, with one less.
Fer, we can't handle that with just the two of us.
We really need more people, okay?
-How many did Arie have? Six, seven? -Six, seven.
Yeah, I'll see what I can do.
-Did you hear from Lars? -No.
Nothing?
Pietje PafPaf?
I'm Lars.
Do you want a drink?
How do you know Van Kamp?
Nightlife.
Tell that clown to stop calling me PafPaf.
You have the money?
Show me.
I was about to call you.
Are you cleaning?
About time.
-Yes. Good to see you. A drink? -No, I have to go right away. I'm busy.
What?
Remember what day it is?
Uh… Tuesday.
Clau? Two years.
Oh, yeah.
I'm still processing, but in my own way.
Why are you here?
I need people, in the lab.
Assistants. No skills needed. Just listen, do what they're told.
Be reliable.
A few from the camp?
Wesley?
I'm not interested. Solve it yourself.
Hey, I have a lot to solve myself. Can't you just help?
My help was for one time only. If it's too much, just stop. It's that simple.
Simple. Do you know how much money we can make?
Yeah…
That's what it's about.
Hey, I'm just trying to make the best of it.
Life goes on.
Would be good for you to get outside, to see people.
You just sit there, wasting your life. If Clau saw you like that…
She wouldn't approve.
Don't use Claudia to get what you want.
You'll manage, Fer.
Even without me.
Good luck, man. Hey.
-It'll be fine. -Yeah.
Jerk.
You're home early.
Yeah. Yes, it wasn't very busy, so I was able to leave earlier.
Any lasagna left?
What? No.
What do you mean, no?
You ate it all by yourself?
Did you remember
that Clau's passing was two years ago today?
-Shouldn't we invite John? -He doesn't want to.
Anything wrong?
No.
Are you sure?
Nothing wrong with our scampi?
No, I'm just wondering if there's anything we can do for that child.
What child?
The child that got hurt.
Isn't it weird that we're acting as if nothing happened?
The mom is having a really hard time.
She can barely get by on her salary, she can't just skip work.
How do you know all that?
Well, I talked to her for a bit.
-Goddammit, Daan. -I just feel sorry for her.
They might find out that we are involved, and then what?
Stay away from those people.
Jeez. What if I don't want to?
You do what you feel like, with Marco and the shampoos…
That's for your own safety.
-Oh, yeah, yours or mine? -Mine is yours.
I'll give her some money.
-Jeez. -What? What, jeez?
You're saying that it's hard. That way she'll be okay.
Don't talk to her again. Understood?
Way too dangerous.
Promise?
I'll grab some money.
STYLETTO - SASSAFRAS OIL
Hey, Dad.
Hey, Son.
Is this a bad time?
No.
No, I'm meeting some friends.
I didn't want to be alone today.
Yeah, I understand.
What time is it now, for you?
Still five hours earlier.
Yes…
How are you?
Oh, you know…
Thinking about Mom, of course.
And you?
I meant to call you today…
No, that's fine, honey.
No, everything's fine here.
I did some cleaning.
Very good.
Yeah…
-Was the weather nice there as well today? -Yes. Very nice.
-Can't be a coincidence, right? -No. Definitely not.
Oh, sorry, wait a moment.
Sorry, I'm back.
Sounds like fun there.
I, uh…
If you want, I can just let you go.
No, no. You're not interrupting.
You said something?
No,
not really.
I, uh…
I was just thinking today…
I always considered you my own daughter, Son.
I never told you that.
But I know that.
Of course I know that.
Is everything okay?
I want you to know that.
Sweetheart, go back to your friends.
Hey, Dad, I love you, you know.
All good, honey. All good.
Bye.
Bouman makes his pills
by importing sassafras through a hairdresser.
Marco Grootaers.
Styletto. Seriously?
Shampoo as a cover.
Pretty good plan.
-You okay? -Get him!
Ferry, open up!
Calm down, man.
-What? -Sorry, I did something stupid.
-Sorry. I'm sorry. -What?
I shot at Arie.
I was going crazy. Dozer has been following me
and I just went to the house…
I don't know what I did, but I just…
Is he dead?
-Lars, is he dead? -No.
-No. I think they're following me. -Lars.
Lars, what's going on?
-We have to go. -No, but Lars…
-Lars is coming. -No, but Fer, tell me…
I'll explain later, but we have to go now!
-But I don't know… -Come! Now! There's no time!
-Daan, come on, hurry up. -I'm coming.
-Oh, fuck, Shakira. -She's already in her dog bed.
Lars, what happened?
Come on, pick up!
Say something, otherwise I can't help you. What is going on?
-Dennis, where are you? -Where do you think?
Making your pills. Where are the extra people?
Not now.
Lars shot at Arie Tack.
No.
-No. No. -He failed.
-What did you do? -What's going on?
-So Tack is going to want revenge… -Oh no.
The campground is not safe.
-Stay there. He doesn't know where it is. -Lars.
All right. Hey, how is Lars?
-Take care of yourselves. -Yes.
You too, okay?
Jesus, what the fuck happened?
-I ruined everything. I'm sorry. -You shot at someone?
-It got a bit out of control. -A bit out of control?
Why do you have a weapon?
-Was it yours? -Of course not.
Lars, look at me!
Lars! Say something!
Hey, calm down!
I can't calm down, okay?!
Goddammit, how did you get it into your head?
They came for me first, okay?
-Did you know about this? -I'll explain. It'll be fine.
-How will it be fine? -Shut up.
-Is he dead? -Just shut up!
Oh my God. Oh Lars… What did you do?
-What did you do? Oh, no! -Goddammit…
John, open up!
I can see that the light's on, I know you're awake. Open up!
John!
Jesus, did you have the shits or what?
Yes.
Lars tried to kill Arie Tack.
High as a kite.
It failed.
Tack doesn't know you, so it's safe.
-Yeah, so? -So…
I don't know anyone else, can't trust anyone else, so…
I need you.
Bring them inside.
Come on.
Sorry, okay, that you have to deal with all this. That was never my intention.
Go to your brother. He needs you.
How was this possible, Fer, for God's sake?
Lars hasn't been well for a while and…
I should have told you way earlier, but…
I wanted to protect you.
-You and our little one. -That's not an answer to my question.
-What happened? -Yeah, listen, okay…
A competitor had a deal with a motor club. I took it over since he couldn't deliver.
He is trying to get back at us.
And Lars kind of became the victim of that.
Yes, but how?
I didn't protect him well enough. I'm sorry, but it stops here.
-I'll solve it. -Yes, but how?
No, but really, Fer, don't appease me.
Jesus, look at us. What are we doing, for God's sake?
Is this how our lives will be? If so, I don't think it's worth it.
This is not how our lives will be.
I made a mistake, I misjudged it, and I'll solve it.
And I also know how, without violence. I promise.
And I promise our little scampi. Right, okay? Believe me.
She believes me too, right?
Yes. Come on.
-Can Shakira come in? -Yes.
I have to go.
Do you have a weapon?
-Yes, I do. -It won't be necessary, but just in case.
What will you do?
Make sure things don't get more out of hand.
I know. It should never have happened.
I want you and Arie to know that I had nothing to do with this.
-It happened behind my back. -He was in his yard, he shot at him!
I can't stop Arie now!
You will have to.
Arie will want a sacrifice.
-I won't sacrifice my brother-in-law. -I can't help you then.
I'm willing to pay.
I want you to pass that message on, that's all.
A war does no one any good.
-Not Arie, not me and definitely not you. -Don't you worry about us.
Can Arie deliver?
No, that's what I thought.
I can.
Arie started this himself.
I am willing to forget that, leave it all behind me. I want to pay, and I will pay.
But you need to keep Tack off my back.
I can't guarantee it, but I'll see what I can do.
Arie won't let that pass.
We'll have to make sure that he will.
Why are you choosing Bouman?
Because he can deliver.
He can't even control his own men.
Arie always delivered on time. What we want, when we want it.
In a few weeks he'll be up and running.
That's actually the big problem.
Tack has been bleeding us dry for years. He's becoming too strong.
So you betrayed him to the cops.
Don't ever forget who you're talking to.
You make sure Tack does not touch Bouman.
Why didn't you say anything?
Don't we tell each other everything?
I didn't dare.
I was ashamed.
Ashamed towards me, Lars? Come on.
I wanted to do it right.
I wanted to make you proud.
You did so much for me.
I am proud of you.
I've always been proud of you. You're my little brother.
Proud of what?
Look at me.
-A big loser. -No…
And I'm pulling you down with me.
No, Lars.
Sometimes I think we're cursed.
That we weren't made for happiness.
Hey, you can't say that.
Hey, as long as we have each other, we're blessed. Do you hear me?
Blessed.
And I'll always be there for you, okay? Always.
Always, Lars.
No, no…
There we go…
I found a battery in the drawer,
so it's working again.
Do you want coffee, man?
I'll get it myself.
How did it go?
Mick. Hello?
Tack is prepared to talk.
Yeah, can he be trusted?
It's absolutely safe.
You have my word. I will send you the address.
And?
Is he coming?
Yes.
Let's hope this trouble is over soon.
Don't worry.
-It'll be all right. -Yeah.
Filthy, dirty rat.
-That's what you are. -Guys.
The difference between you and me is that I tell my men beforehand what I do.
We don't talk to cops.
Time to take care of business.
I've got the address. I'm going now.
Listen…
If this fails, Lars has to go into hiding as soon as possible, preferably abroad.
-Can you arrange that? -Yes.
I'm coming with you.
That's not necessary.
With all due respect, it is a big mess.
You have no back-up.
And you have no control over those clowns that are with you.
It's all getting out of control.
So, I'm coming with you.
Subtitle translation by: Irene Stoel