[theme music playing] [upbeat orchestral music] [ominous music] Alpha One to Control, over.

Go ahead, Alpha One.

There's a launch approaching.

[ominous music] It's going.

No, really?

Nevermind.

When you've done 20 years, you get used to it.

No thank you, Frank.

Not in here.

I haven't had one all night.

[ominous music] Why?

They either got scared.

Or they were warned off.

Take your pick.

[ominous music] Right, Control to all alpha units.

We're going in on my count of 10, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, go!

[ominous music] [glass shattering] Darling, breakfast!

Greetings on your 45th birthday.

Oh, a letter.

Ha, ha!

It's from Ruth.

For darling Arlette.

It sounds like a condolences card.

[chuckling] Oh it even looks like one.

No, it doesn't, that's absurd.

Piet.

Hm?

I don't want to be 45.

Or 44.

46 even.

Not 45, can't we change it?

It's a watershed.

You said the same at 25.

Did I?

Yes.

Hm, a policeman never forgets.

Yeah.

Except Wim, he hasn't sent anything.

Perhaps he'll spring a surprise.

I doubt it.

I haven't seen him in nearly a month.

[boat horn sounding] Right, going.

Hm.

Why don't we have a barbecue?

A barbecue on your birthday?

That's not very romantic.

I'm not trying to be romantic!

I'm trying to be sociable.

Invite his new girlfriend.

Mm.

I don't even know what she looks like.

I do.

Oo, is she a lily?

Yes, she is.

Every inch.

Explains why he hasn't been around.

Other duties?

To choose a policeman as a husband could be seen as just being careless.

But another son to follow in his father's footsteps.

Yeah?

For the bulk.

It's more akin to madness.

Ha, ha, Detective Visser.

Visser, anything happen overnight?

Any calls for me?

There was?

I'm coming in now.

Look, I intended booking a candle lit table at Lu Rhem to celebrate your amazing survival.

And all you want is charred meat?

I think Wim's avoiding us.

What would you say if I told you, I happen to know he's been rather busy.

I don't wanna hear about it.

Well, just take my word for it.

He's not avoiding us.

I must go.

Oh, and happy birthday.

Oh!

[chuckling] You thought I'd forgot!

[rushing traffic] Morning, Jan.

Morning, Janet.

Somebody's been trying to reach you.

Yes, I know.

Did you put this message on my desk?

No, I haven't been in there.

Visser.

Did you leave that message on my desk?

Yes, Commissaris.

What were you taught about confidentiality the first day you got into this department?

Priority.

Informants must be protected.

And if he's not an informant but an undercover man?

We have a pseudonym section he can contact or he can use a safe line.

So what were you doing writing his message down and leaving it on my desk!

I tried to telephone, but I couldn't get through.

And Janet wasn't in her office.

That still doesn't excuse-- I thought I mind be called out, Commissaris.

I thought it was more important you got the message.

Initiative.

But initiative must be always subject to the good practice.

Remember that.

[ominous music] He knew every move you made.

So what do I put in my report to Samson?

That this was a secure operation until the last minute?

Or do I suggest it was leaked from the start!

[ominous music] Straighten up!

[ominous music] Mm.

They're not bad.

How many have you got?

Five.

Thousand?

Million?

You've got five million of these?

50 million dollars?

Whew!

It won't be easy.

How much do you want for them?

10%.

10 million guilders?

[chuckling] You must be crazy.

All right.

I'll call you tomorrow.

[ominous music] [tape rewinding] They're not bad.

How many have you got?

[phone ringing] Yes?

Yes, I'll take it on the safe line.

Commissaris, can we talk?

I'm in a hurry.

It's about Wim.

Why, what's happened?

Is he hurt?

No, no, no.

It's nothing like that.

Can we talk in my office?

Five minutes.

Jochen.

Hugo, it's Piet.

Hello, Piet.

I've been trying to speak to you.

Yes, I know you have.

Are you all right?

No, I haven't had a drink in six hours.

Ha, ha, ha, I know how you feel.

So, you've made contact?

[Hugo] Yes, that's what I want to talk to you about.

Well, can we do it now?

We're on the safe line.

No, we've gotta meet.

Um, well.

It's vital, Piet.

I wouldn't ask you if it wasn't.

Yes, of course, I know that.

Um, where?

How's Harven Point?

Right, I'll be about 20 minutes.

[light music] Right, ah!

I've got an urgent meeting.

I'll come down with you.

We had an operation last night.

The targets didn't turn up.

Someone alerted them.

That's our third failure in six months.

The only obvious constant factor at present is Wim.

He's the only officer involved in all three.

So obviously, I have to put that on my report.

Klees, hold on.

Excuse me.

We think Colombia was being stored there.

How many men knew about this operation?

Before the raid, two.

Hugo Vane and Kuster.

They carried out surveillance for three months.

Have they both been cleared?

Yes, they weren't connected with the other failures.

But why don't you wait for Wim's report?

I shall do.

All right, the chief wants your report then you must include all possibilities.

Will that include the possibility of one of your men getting drunk and splashing it all around some bar in the Rembrandt's Plank?

I'm not pointing at anyone.

What evidence do you have my son is corrupt?

Commissaris, I'm only telling you because if there's any investigation then-- Then you have told me about it, good!

Look, Commissaris, I didn't mean to upset you.

Do you know about the failed operations in Aliens Division?

Or the one in mine?

You know as well as I do there can be any number of leaks, from any number of sources!

[clomping hoofs] All right, all right.

Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, and the third time is, yeah.

Well, supposing there is a traitor in this building and Wim is a possibility.

I can tell you as his father he's ambitious, hardworking.

He shows no sense of guilt.

More important, he shows no disaffection with the service.

And he certainly doesn't exhibit any sign of wealth.

Apart from what his salary warrants.

He has, as far as I can tell, no dubious acquaintances, and no vices apart from the occasional drink.

Does that help?

Yes, Commissaris, that does help.

Good.

[engine starting] [seagulls squawking] Excuse me, have you a light, please?

Thank you.

You look a bit tired, Hugo.

I had it once, though, didn't I?

What are you saying?

Remember Operation Max?

Ha, of course I do.

You and me.

Four nights without sleep.

Ah.

Those racketeers from Harlem.

And we would never have got them without your infiltration.

Listen, I marked you down for a winner when we first met.

On the Von Mirten kidnapping.

Ah yes, that was a good one.

A real beauty.

How long ago was that?

12 years, too long, I'm afraid.

Piet.

I think I'm losing it.

Well, you've been out there a long time.

And now I'm starting to feel a chill in my bones.

It's like a battery.

It runs down like everything else.

Now look.

All you have to do is signal, you know that.

Yes, I know.

Nobody's gonna question your courage, Hugo.

I know.

The alternative is a desk.

No chance of filling expenses.

[chuckling] So tell me, what have we got this time?

Excuse me.

Ticket please.

They've got five million 10 dollar notes.

They want 10 million guilders for them.

It's always 10% of the value.

[sighing] Which one is the trickster?

Thank you, sir.

Oh.

Tickets, please.

Thank you, very much.

Sir.

There you go.

If they're all as good as this, why are they selling them to you?

Why don't they just pass them off?

Because they know they're CRI listed.

Why take any risk when I can do it for them?

I don't know that I can raise 10 million guilders.

It was bad enough last time trying to get two.

All right, don't.

I will come in out of the cold.

Yes, I think you should.

After this one.

You've done more than enough.

Message from Samson?

No, message from me.

How's Christina taking all this?

She left me last week.

Part of the job.

Oh.

[boat horn sounding] How do you explain 10 million guilders?

How does the burgomaster persuade the bank to lend that kind of money?

Molders isn't asking for it.

The counterfeiters are asking for it.

I know that!

But he actually hands it over.

They'll have 10 million in their hands.

For two minutes only, then we go in and arrest them.

Why can't we arrest them where they are now?

Because they've destroyed the plates, we don't know where the counterfeit notes are.

We have to have evidence.

All right.

I'll try.

Coffee?

Ah.

Thank you.

You want to talk about something else.

Jan Klees is making out a report.

About security, yes, I know, he's talked to me.

What do you feel about that?

Yes, I think we ought to set a trap.

A trap?

Is it a cat or mouse?

A cat or a mouse?

Though I wouldn't like to be the one to set it up.

In the circumstances.

Mm-hm.

I'd prefer a mouse.

Set it running.

Find out who did the chasing.

Hm.

[light music] [upbeat music] [light applause] [ominous music] [cheering] Hold on a second.

Now what?

It's all right, don't worry.

[light music] What do you bet this kid doesn't like garlic in the dressing?

[chuckling] God help her with Wim if she doesn't.

Is that them?

Oh, Piet!

Come and have a look at this.

[chuckling] I'll go and let them in.

[ominous music] Hello.

Hiya, Momma.

-You must be Wilhelmina.

-I am.

Welcome.

Sorry, are we late?

Goodness, no.

The car is wonderful.

Give me a kiss, muah.

Come in, please.

You've already met Wilhelmina.

I have, indeed.

That's not yours, is it, the Porsche?

Ha!

What's he think I am, a lottery winner?

It's my father's.

He lent it to me for tonight.

Oh, oh, thank god for that.

Don't think I'd dare serve cheap white to a lady who owns a Porsche.

Oh, I like cheap white.

[chuckling] And uh, da, da, da, da, da!

Oo!

A small token of thanks for my being here on this planet.

Oh, he says the nicest things.

Thank you, darling.

Right, uh, where's the beer?

Where it always is, in the fridge.

I hope it's not what Ruth or Gerard sent me.

Oh, Wim!

It must have cost an earth.

Isn't it lovely?

Yes, it is, very.

Right, here's to mother and father.

Ah!

And may one not wrinkle before the other.

[chuckling] Thank you, Wim.

Oh, Wilhelmina, more salad?

No, thank you.

Honestly, you know, you don't look a day over 50.

[Wilhelmina] Don't invite him again.

I won't.

So tell me, Wilhelmina, what do you do?

I work for my father.

He's in the jewelry business.

You'll have more wine, won't you Willy?

Yep.

He wants an excuse to drive the Porsche.

I know.

You will find, Wilhelmina, that our son can be a very devious young man.

[chuckling] The place you're put in is disgusting.

Why not, the man was doing me a favor.

To tell you your son was...

I suppose that was the real reason for tonight's barbecue.

Of course not!

But if we'd spent the whole evening together and I'd said nothing and then later you found out that I knew.

-Don't.

-What?

Somebody somewhere sells out and suddenly I'm stepping out of a brand new sports car.

I mean, that must have really looked good.

No.

Well, yes, it did, I mean.

I did.

Yes.

On what an inspector is paid, a Porsche.

I mean, why not be surprised, I would.

Yep.

Yeah, and when Klees came to ya, how did you react to that?

How do you think?

Yeah, well that figures.

Detective.

Would you rather have one that wasn't?

No, but in this case, who are you protecting?

Us.

Look, no matter what we think the reputation of one reflects on the other.

Look, if you hadn't come here today for your mother's birthday I would still have talked to you earlier.

Oh, Wim!

Klees is only doing his duty.

He doesn't have any choice in the matter.

Given the same circumstances-- Yeah, I know!

I also know you needn't have told me any of this.

Wrong!

In that I had no choice.

I couldn't let you face an investigation without knowing anything about it.

Yes, and to that extent, yes.

I am protective.

Why?

What do you mean, why?

You think I'm some how a suspect.

I'm certain you're not.

But that certainty arises from the belief that I know you.

Now others, even close colleagues, perhaps, don't have that belief.

And so therefore, I am a suspect.

Until we get evidence that points elsewhere, yes.

Hey, hey!

What, wait.

You've never lied to me.

Not that I know of.

So why should I suspect you now?

[light music] What?

Come on, let's have it.

What's the point, you won't tell me.

What's happened now?

I'm not a fool, Piet.

Well, we won't deal in understatements.

You know what's bothering me.

Do I?

Oh don't prevaricate, Van Der Valk.

Who's prevaricating?

I haven't said anything.

Exactly.

Next thing, you'll be saying, oh let's stop this or we won't get any sleep.

Or you can tell me.

Now, you might as well.

Because I shall worry just as much if you don't.

All right, what is it you want to know?

What it is that is so troubling the two of you.

There's been a series of secret operations which have come unstuck, Wim is the common factor.

Why should that so concern him?

Darling, are you mad?

I've just told you.

No, you haven't!

What?

There's more, isn't there?

He's under an investigation!

He's told me there's nothing to worry about for us or for him.

But they'll be inquiries made, official, by other people.

Unofficially I shall be making my inquiries.

Now that's enough!

[dramatic music] Now the exchange will take place here by the generator.

The road to it, as you know, is a cul-de-sac.

So whoever goes down there must reverse back out.

So we have this road from here blocked off by two cars.

One there beside the cafe.

And the other one there outside the house on the approach to the village.

On my command, we block of their return from the generator between the two cars there.

There will be strict observance of the rules of fire.

Visser, you will remain in reserve at the village approach there.

Keep out any members of the public from straying too close.

All clear so far?

My time is 0534.

Now.

Let me remind you.

10 million guilders have been borrowed for this operation.

We are responsible, you are responsible for its safe return.

[ominous music] [Zebra One] Zebra One to Control, over.

Go ahead, Zebra One, over.

[Zebra One] Target car leaving the main road.

Approaching the village now.

[ominous music] Come on, Hugo, come on where are you?

[ominous music] Come on, Hugo, come on!

[Zebra One] Target car's moving, it's going.

[ominous music] Control to all Zebra units, Control to all Zebra units.

Do not stop the target car.

Do not stop the target car.

[ominous music] Oh my god.

Why didn't you follow the car?

He might have made contact with them later.

Eh, or absconded with the money.

Or got murdered.

Uh-huh, has he been murdered?

[phone ringing] Not yet.

You say that lately he's been tired.

-That's what he told me.

-It was to be his last operation.

That was my decision, not his.

What about his wife?

Oh, he said she'd left him last week.

Oh!

Where has she gone?

Brazil?

Waiting for her husband to arrive with the suitcase.

I want that money back, Pietr, or I'll have your hide.

Before the burgomaster has mine.

Well if he's taken it, he's certainly left the country.

Well it's possible, that is possible.

But if he hasn't, I want you to find him.

Use your informants, spread the word.

You've got seven hours to get that money back in the bank, and I suggest you start now.

Yeah.

One other thing, Piet.

Has it occurred to you that he might be our traitor?

Well, the net closing, his last operation.

Tired of it all.

Feeling that he's been neglected.

10 million guilders, just about make up for it.

No, he has no idea what goes on in here.

He's never in the building.

Oh.

Well, wherever he is, you've got seven hours.

[church bells chiming] Christina, let me help you with that.

Hello, Piet.

Oh my god, it's Hugo, isn't it?

What is it, what's the matter?

Let's go inside.

So, why do you think he said that you'd left him?

Maybe because I do sometimes.

What?

For a day or two.

He's suppose to call me every night at six o'clock.

Sometimes he can't.

Oh, ha.

When he's home, I dread the next time he has to go out.

And when he's out, I'm terrified of the knock on the door at 4:00 in the morning.

Oh.

So, what did you do today, just shopping?

Yes, and I worked at the library.

I work part time there.

I had to get something to do.

And the last time you saw him was last night.

How was he?

He's dead, isn't he?

Oh, Christina.

I don't have any reason to think that.

Then what?

What has he done?

I don't know.

I don't know.

These are all his, aren't they?

Yes.

There's his pride and joy.

He's been collecting them for years.

Huh.

He wouldn't be parted from them.

He'd never leave them behind.

So that's what you believe, Christina?

He'd never steal anything or flee the country?

Doesn't matter what I believe, does it?

Oh yes, it does.

I value your opinion.

I don't think he's fled the country.

I don't think he's stolen anything, I just.

But why don't you believe he's stolen anything?

Because I don't.

All right, thank you.

Now.

If he should contact you.

You call me immediately on this safe number, hm?

Piet.

Hm?

How does it help, what I believe?

Well, it just does.

I assure you, it does.

[street chatter] Hello, Johnny, how's business?

How are you Commissaris?

How's your business?

I want you to talk to me, Johnny.

Oh, no, no.

I've given it up, Commissaris, years ago.

Yes, I'm sure you have but, I bet you still keep your hand in.

What do you want to know?

What's the word on Hugo Molders?

Never heard of him.

Any story about missing money, counterfeit dollars?

Say uh, a few million.

It's a dozen red roses, right?

Come on, Johnny.

I don't know anything about dollars but I do know about Wilhelm Trost.

Wilhelm Trost?

He um, I don't know how or where he operates but they say information is power.

He's very powerful.

Mm-hm.

Uh, see Nick Koop.

He knows more about it.

Nick Koop, thanks.

[street chatter] [light applause] [ominous music] [chiming] [ominous music] I don't believe it.

Where is he, Christina!

You didn't see him.

You're saying this to-- No more games, Christina!

Where is he?

Games!

Oh, you're playing games with me.

[sobbing] I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I, I...

I had to know.

[sobbing] You did see him.

Yes.

What's happening, Piet?

I don't know.

I only wish I did.

[goats bleating] [Child] 93.

95, 96.

Hello, Nick!

97, 98, 99, 100.

Found you!

Jan, Tom, be careful.

Tell your mother.

[Kid] Yeah, that was such a good place.

Commissaris.

You better come down.

[geese honking] Wilhelm Trost is a sponge.

He soaks up anything and everything.

Uh, oh take a seat.

But where does he get his information from?

Don't know.

You sure?

I'm too honest.

[chuckling] I don't know.

[Child] Oh, now look what you've done!

[Kid] Oh, no.

I keep telling them.

It's a dangerous game playing cat and mouse near water.

Ever hear of Hugo Molders?

Nope.

Are you certain?

I could say yes.

No, I don't know, who is he?

So he hasn't come to you for papers or a passport?

All right, shake your head for no, nod for yes.

Has any policeman approached you or your friends since yesterday?

All right.

Thanks, Nick.

[children playing] [Kid] Anyway, what should we do now?

[gunshots] [horse whinnying] [men shouting] Piet, what are you doing here?

You found him?

No, sir.

He found me.

Huh?

I don't understand you.

Oh, it's very simple.

If he'd stolen the money, he'd have left the country, wouldn't he?

How do you know he hasn't?

Oh, I know.

He wasn't in disguise, either.

Very odd, wouldn't you think?

He's on the run with all that money and he chooses to stay in Holland.

Follows me to the center of Amsterdam and deliberately shows himself.

[men shouting] [horse whinnying] Have you ever played hide and seek, Chief?

Some people call it cat and mouse.

[horse whinnying] I think perhaps that you're chased and then it's your turn to chase.

But I can't think who told him.

You're the only one who knew I was looking for him.

Well, what are you saying?

You tell me, Chief.

You're the one behind it.

[gunshot] [banging cymbals] [gunshots] [birds chirping] [bees buzzing] So, why weren't you told?

How did you find out?

What?

How did I know?

Somebody in headquarters was leaking information to the outside?

And not just the occasional operation.

A daily outflow of facts and figures.

Suspect's files, drugs intelligence, aliens reports.

Not just a leakage, a bloody hemorrhage.

I became aware, gradually.

Nothing very big at first and then, plenty of it.

I found it in every division, Piet.

Your son's failed trap, it was the last straw.

I had to do something.

So you diverted Molders from my operation to yours?

Think about it, Piet.

Oh, I'm thinking, all right.

You told Molders to disappear, with the money.

Hoping to infiltrate and be accepted by whoever's buying information.

Bringing us back to our traitor.

So, why wasn't I told?

Because I thought it was important you didn't know.

You got me to chase Molders to make his defection look genuine.

If Molders was to be regarded as a criminal we had to pursue him as one, of course!

Only if you, but of course if you'd known the plan, your attitude to the flower seller or the boatman wouldn't have been the same, would it?

You wouldn't have made Christina Molders break down.

No, no, you've succeeded, Piet.

You've done what we wanted.

It was your integrity we used, not you.

That's all right then, isn't it?

I'm hoping you've convinced our traitor, as well.

Providing it isn't you, of course.

Well, for someone who's always gone by the book, I must say, Chief, you surprised me.

Well, I'm sorry if I've upset you.

But something had to be done.

Wait for Molders, he'll make contact.

Oh, he's in charge now, is he?

No, you are, you always were.

It was your idea, wasn't it?

My idea?

Yes, you said let's set a trap and that's what we've done, isn't it?

The mouse, eh?

And Molders is the mouse.

So, who's the cat?

The money, I suppose, is safely back in the vault.

Oh yes, not a guilder missing.

Don't worry about the counterfeiters.

Molder's told them he had a toothache.

A toothache?

Yeah, can you think of a better excuse?

But how did you get him to agree?

He wants to quit and this is more dangerous.

Well, I told him I'd support his claim for early retirement.

[bell chiming] I'm going home, Janet.

Any calls for me, don't ask who they are.

Just put them straight through.

How shall I know the calls you don't want?

You won't.

Darling!

Darling?

What, no flowers?

Sorry, darling?

I thought you might have brought me some flowers from the Westerstraat.

The Westerstraat?

Yes, I was shopping there today and I saw you going into a house carrying a large bunch of red flowers.

Ha!

Don't stall for time, Van Der Valk.

Are you saying it wasn't you?

No, it was me.

I had just chased someone halfway across Amsterdam.

Ah, ha.

Somebody you know and not a her, a him.

Well go on.

I love long stories.

I could listen for hours.

I lost him and so I took some flowers to her, his wife.

And she was desperate, alone, bereft.

Very sad, very beautiful.

I see, beautiful as well as desperate.

Yes, actually, she is.

Not as much as you, of course.

I don't mean you're desperate, I mean.

Anyway, it was work.

Work?

So you were shopping in the Westerstraat.

Don't prevaricate, Van Der Valk.

I think the time has come for a full confession.

Ah, ha.

Well, go on then.

I'm listening.

While you desperately make up your sad and beautiful story.

Look the barbecue was for Wim and Wilhelmina.

You know that.

I have planned tonight for us and I will tell all at Lu Rhem.

Mm.

What's mm?

It suits you.

Does it?

Oh look, if you don't like it you can just take it back and change it for something else.

I've kept the receipt.

Darling, I love it.

I wouldn't dream of changing it.

Good.

What an extravagant birthday I've had, huh?

My favorite restaurant, this beautiful necklace.

And that clock from Wim.

Yup.

[light piano music] So what happens now?

Hm?

With Hugo Molders?

Oh, I wait for him.

It's his move.

Poor Christina.

Hm, there was me being anxious about Wim.

You're sure he's not involved?

I'm sure.

Why do you look at me like that?

I can't help wondering if you're holding something back.

Why do you say that?

Last night after the barbecue, I saw you with your arm around him.

You looked worried.

I was worried.

I told you, last night.

Yes, but then today he came to see me.

Oh?

Yes.

Just passing, he said.

He looked frightened.

I was scared, Piet.

For someone who never wants to talk about police work.

Darling, I'm not talking about work.

I'm talking about our son.

If Wim really were in trouble, I would be the first to know.

[phone ringing] Yeah?

Hugo!

How are ya, Piet?

Uh, just a little upset after playing cat and mouse games with you.

You haven't used the safe line today, are you all right?

Yes, I'm all right.

I'm trying to apologize.

Okay, accepted.

You're not gonna pull anymore of those stunts now, are you?

No, but it may take some time.

I'll contact you as soon as I have anything.

Take care, then.

You told Christina you'd seen me?

Yes, I did.

Goodbye, Piet.

Bye.

Piet, look.

That plaque's gone.

Wim must have taken it while we were out.

Now, why?

He wanted his plaque.

Yes, but he came here deliberately while we were out at the restaurant.

[funky music] Drink?

[funky music] How many other men have you brought here?

None.

They brought me.

Boring, though.

What?

The men.

They look interesting enough to me.

Oh, that's money.

Money is interesting, isn't it?

Whatever we say.

It depends how they.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

What, do what?

You've done it before.

It's just someone I know.

You're not on duty, not with me, anyway.

[funky music] Wim!

Come on then, what do you want to drink, water?

We'll have a bottle of this, please.

The Chief wants to see us now.

It's about Wim.

What am I supposed to be looking at?

I had them taken.

With the Chief's permission I had Wim followed.

The guy with the long hair is Martin Lepweg.

He's done three years for fraud.

Wim and Lepweg were at cadet school together.

He might be an informant.

No Commissaris, he's not.

The guy with the disfigured face we don't know.

What does Wim say about this?

Nothing, we haven't spoken to him yet.

We thought we'd speak to you first.

Well do you want me to speak to him?

Hm, well you're in charge of the investigation.

Unless you want to be relieved of it.

No, no.

So what is all this?

[street chatter] Just the kind of place where people meet, isn't it?

Easy to find, central.

And enough people for you to hide in plain sight.

Who told you?

Samson.

Klees had sneak shots of you here with Martin Lepweg.

Lepweg has a CRI record.

Oh my god, you know you bring me all the way here just for this?

I brought you here because I need to know.

You mean to tell me that every detective who has informants is gonna be followed?

Informants?

Lepweg is an informant?

And here's you doing their dirty work.

He is an informant, is that what you're saying?

Of course he is, what else would he be?

If I weren't your father, you'd be suspended now pending investigation.

For god's sake, Wim.

Yeah, well let them suspend me.

I haven't done anything.

Don't be stupid.

Just tell me about these two.

I told you.

They're informants.

Yes.

Then you'll have to prove it.

Of course you'll have to.

This isn't about protecting sources now, you know.

This is about you.

Now listen to me!

Klees has a surveillance unit on you.

I've seen the photographs.

This is an internal investigation.

They want answers.

You can't just walk away from it.

[ominous music] All right, off the record, just between you and me.

No reports, please.

Tell me.

I've told you, don't you believe me?

[ominous music] What'd you say?

Yes.

Yes!

Well, you let me know if he comes in.

Who comes in?

One of my men.

Piet, there's a Marlow concert on the third of next month, shall we go?

Yeah.

It's at the Concirca Bowl, the fifth, wonderful.

Yeah.

Did Wim phone you since yesterday?

No, I tried to call him about that plaque but he wasn't there.

So you haven't spoken to him?

I told you, he wasn't there.

That uh, that plaque, I didn't... Really get a good look at it, what was on it?

Oh, names.

Wim's and somebody else's.

Somebody called Lepweg.

Yeah.

Now listen to this.

The global warming will effectively wipe out all of the reclaimed land by the year 2030.

What is the matter with you?

Come here.

What?

[ominous music] That's Wim's car down there.

I haven't slept all night.

Neither have I.

Did you tell mother?

Yes, of course.

Of course!

[coughing] They're not my informants.

You knew that.

Where are we going?

It's my turn for the mystery tour.

[bell chiming] [ominous music] [Mother] Ferdie, they're here.

Come on down, my love.

[ominous music] Thank you.

[ominous music] Come on, dear, for goodness sake.

[ominous music] I was born in this village.

Grew up, went to the local school.

Then we moved to Amsterdam.

I met Wim at the high school.

He told me about you.

He'd say how much he wanted to be like you.

Ha!

No, truly.

Being a detective, it seemed so exciting.

So, we both became police cadets.

We did crazy things, daredevil stuff.

One night a fellow got some hash.

We took out a boat, just to experiment, you know.

Fooling about, I lit a fire in the galley.

We couldn't put it out.

That's how I got this.

We jumped into the water and we were rescued.

Later on, the police found some hash.

The boat wasn't burnt out.

They thought we were trading, using a boat.

I'd hired it.

The other cadet was known to be with me.

But what no one knew, was that Wim was on board with us.

I begged them to say they were on their own.

Ferdie agreed, but the other one made me swear a pledge.

In return for helping me, I had to help him whenever he wanted.

Later on he went to prison.

Martin Lepweg.

His name's on the plaque you took away.

Carry on.

When he came out of prison he came to me to help him, but.

Well, it didn't work out as he went to crime.

He now works for a fella called Wilhelm.

Wilhelm Trost, yeah.

In that photograph, that was Lepweg calling in his pledge.

He wanted me to give him police information.

Wim refused, Commissaris.

That's why he asked me to be there with him, as a witness.

[sighing] Come on.

Why should he approach you for information when he's already getting it from someone else?

Did he want more?

But that's very dangerous having two informants inside headquarters.

Or was our traitor afraid that he was on the point of being discovered?

Or was Wilhelm Trost afraid that he'd already been discovered?

It was Trost.

None of this must leak out.

It's one thing my knowing, but it's quite another the Chief finding out.

Policemen in his book do their duty.

They don't go in for honor.

None amongst thieves, anyway.

Ferdie can't be a witness, can he?

No.

He'd be discredited by association.

So what are you gonna tell Samson?

That I'm convinced that you're not the traitor.

Well to do that, you need evidence.

I'm gonna stay under suspicion until we get some.

Yeah.

Or until we find the real one.

I've got a man out there trying but I can't make a move until I hear from him.

In the mean time, you better have a talk with your mother, she's been worrying about you.

Who bought those, you?

I suppose that means you want to borrow something?

It's great, isn't it?

I'm accused of wanting to borrow something.

Policeman's wives, you see, terribly cynical.

What is going on between you two?

Tell her, Wim.

Yes, Wim, the flowers are lovely.

Thank you very much.

And now would you like to tell me why you spent the half the night outside?

Was it because you wanted to tell me something?

And couldn't?

You make it very difficult, mother.

[phone ringing] Yes.

Tell him to ring pseudonym in 15 minutes, I'll be there.

Tell her, Wim.

Tell her everything because we're gonna need her!

[sirens blaring] [dramatic music] [phone ringing] Van Der Valk.

-Piet.

-Hugo.

Hello, Piet.

I'm unto something.

Good.

I have a name for you.

Where shall we meet?

Can you meet me outside Oude Kerk?

Yeah.

I can be there in 30 minutes.

On my way.

[ominous music] [church bells ringing] [ominous music] [ringing doorbell] Christina!

Come on.

[ringing doorbell] [birds fluttering] [footsteps] [ominous music] [gasping] [sirens wailing] Sorry, I haven't had much sleep.

Where did you say the meeting was?

Sorry?

The meeting, with Molders, where was it?

Uh, the Oude Kerk Outside?

Yeah.

Not inside?

What's happened?

Chief?

[camera clicking] [radio chatter] Dekker.

No identity, nothing Commissaris.

How?

Don't know yet.

The gallery girl found the body.

Um, reporters say you were here about an hour ago.

Yes, yes, I was about an hour.

But uh.

[somber music] Nothing else.

Perfect health on than that penetration of the heart by something very sharp and thin.

A stiletto, probably.

Nice and silent, very efficient.

Probably stabbed from behind.

Must have lent over him, much easier that way.

Downwards and towards you, the better.

An old lady could do it.

But not an old lady.

I'd say somebody who knew what he was doing, yes.

Now, putting theory aside.

Mm.

Tell me some plain facts.

I went to the Oude Kerk to see Molders.

He wasn't there.

I left an hour before his body was found.

And nobody saw you there.

So, I could have gone there, killed him, returned here disposing of the weapon en route.

Motive, he told me the name of the traitor and I killed him for family reasons.

I have, of course, an alternative theory.

Go on.

I think that their men in here got very scared.

I think Hugo Molders knew his name and that's why he was killed.

And what if it had been your son?

If had been my son he won't have told me.

He'd have told you.

Well, what do we do, Piet?

Well, you might suspend Wim.

What, another game?

No, I think he'd be more useful on his own.

It's the same game, Chief.

Only now it's my turn.

[phones ringing] Thanks.

[boat horn sounding] [printing] [ominous music] It's our code.

You know who I am, don't you?

[ominous music] Ferdie will testify that you tried to force Wim into giving you police information.

With a view to selling it to Wilhelm Trost.

Your defense, that you met him as an informant, will have no basis since Wim worked for narcotics and you have no knowledge or experience of the drug market.

You will not be believed, do you understand?

[ominous music] Did you kill Hugo Molders?

[gagging] Listen to me!

I want Wim cleared, do you understand that?

Yes.

[ominous music] You and I must get to know each other.

He begged.

On his hands and knees.

When I was expelled from cadet school, my father was very angry.

But not with me, with you.

I'd saved Wim Van Der Valk.

I'd kept your reputation.

After awhile when I couldn't get a job, I started to think about what had happened.

Wim had escaped while my life was ruined.

I started to steal things.

Anything, it didn't matter.

The prison psychologist said, I was stealing as substitute for approval.

I was getting my revenge.

I'd been in prison for nothing, so when I came out it was only logical for me to steal for a reason.

Something for myself.

Then I stole a radio transmitter and receiver.

I found myself listening to police messages.

Started to interfere with them.

I found myself taping them.

I broke down codes.

I had a whole list from crimes, narcotics, aliens, traffic.

One day I met a man called Wilhelm Trost.

He bought my information.

From then on I kept him supplied.

Trost was paying someone in police headquarters.

He was using his information with mine to workout surveillance plans, raids.

All kinds of things.

As soon as he realized he was in danger, he told me to call in Wim's pledge.

But I didn't kill Hugo Molders.

And I don't know who did.

And I don't know who the traitor is.

And that Commissaris, is the truth, I swear it.

Right.

If you want to avoid going to prison again, you'll do exactly what I say.

Now you're gonna make two phone calls to police headquarters.

Each time you're gonna say your life's in danger you have to speak quickly but in strictest confidence.

And you want a message to go to the Commissaris Van Der Valk.

You say it's for him alone.

And you say you want to help to get the killer of Hugo Molders.

And to do that you need to meet the Commissaris with the name of the traitor.

You give the time and the place.

And then you put the phone down.

That's the same call twice.

To these two people.

And remember, the message is for the Commissaris.

[phone ringing] Detective Visser.

No, the Commissaris isn't here.

We don't know where he is.

No, of course.

Anything you say will be in the, in the strictest confidence, yes.

Yes.

Tell me, have you spoken to anyone else about this?

Good, that's most important.

Could you?

It's a private call for the Commissaris.

I'll try him at home.

[phone ringing] Detective De Witt.

Yes.

Wait a minute, I think you should speak to criminal investigations.

They'll tell you where the Commissaris is.

All right, one moment.

Go ahead, I'm listening.

Yes.

Yes.

I've got that.

I'll try and get it to him as quickly as possible, bye.

I've had a call for Commissaris Van Der Valk.

Good god.

Yes?

No, he's out.

No, I don't know where he is.

Well, I'm sorry I've no idea.

I've already had one call, are you?

No, I'm sorry, I can't contact him.

I've already told you, I don't know where he is.

No, I'm not expecting Wim, either.

I'm sorry.

Uh, may I say who call... Well, how did I sound?

Undercover enough?

Wonderful, we'll have you trained in no time.

You're a natural.

[sobbing] Oh, it's all right!

Ha, ha.

You're all right.

I promise.

Now.

You've had two calls.

I'm not here and nobody knows where I am.

Pity they didn't give their names.

Are you all right?

Yes.

Now, one more call now.

If it's Lepweg, I am in.

Can you manage that?

Yes, I can.

[phone ringing] Mm-hm.

[phone ringing] Yes?

Yes, it is.

Who's calling?

Yes, he is.

One moment.

Yep.

[Martin] Commissaris, I've made the call.

Good.

I made two calls.

One to Detective Visser in CIE, the other to Detective De Witt in narcotics.

I've told them exactly what you told me to say.

The place I said?

Yes.

And the time?

12:15.

Now listen carefully.

Do not keep the appointment.

Do not keep it, do you understand?

But I thought you wanted me to?

No.

And don't go home.

Go somewhere where no one knows you.

Have you got that?

That's it, the mouse is running.

Come on, Wim.

Take care.

Both of you.

This is the easy part, don't worry.

[ominous music] [footsteps] Commissaris.

What are you doing here?

I'm waiting for someone.

We had a message.

Someone trying to reach you with a name of a traitor in headquarters.

You mean someone rang narcotics and asked for me?

Yeah.

Probably got the wrong number.

Ah.

I think I acted correctly, don't you?

Did Klees send you here?

No, it was my idea.

So no one at headquarters knows that you're here?

Commissaris.

When you receive a message that someone has a name of a traitor at headquarters and they can't reach the person they want to speak to, what's more important?

Finding that person or finding out the name of the traitor?

So you used your initiative, Frank.

That's well done, yeah.

Anyway, I'm here now so, you won't mind if I talk to Martin Lepweg when he arrives, will you?

Hello, Frank.

You won't get very far, Frank.

Martin isn't coming.

He sent us instead.

So the best thing, I think, would be for you to hand over the firearm.

And leave the rest to us.

You two.

[cocking gun] Inspector.

[ominous music] You can smoke now, Frank.

We're out in the open.

But you promised Lepweg he wouldn't be prosecuted.

Well that can't be, you know that.

Yes, I know.

About the payment of Hugo's pension.

[phone ringing] Yes.

Splendid.

They're arresting Trost.

They're bringing him in.

Good.

I look forward to meeting him.

Yeah.

Listen, Piet, I have to say it.

The last few days have been very unpleasant.

Unpleasant?

Yes, I suppose that is one way of putting it.

Now, the murder of a policeman has always had special significance.

But when the crime is committed by a fellow officer, it's a catastrophe.

So they'll be no problem about paying Hugo's pension?

I mean, no bureaucratic nonsense.

No, I've said, I've said.

We're looking into it.

Yeah, but soon, yes?

Do I detect a threat there, Commissaris?

Oh yes, sir.

If Christina Molders doesn't immediately get what is undoubtedly her due, the next one to be murdered will be the burgomaster, by the media.

And I shall see to it.

Oh dear, black mark Van Der Valk.

Oh, I know that doesn't upset you.

They've already cost you dear.

I can live with the loss, but Christina Molders can't live without the money.

All right!

Get me the chief accountant.

You're dismissed.

Thank you, sir.

One of these days, Van Der Valk, you're gonna dig yourself a hole you can't climb out of!

[upbeat orchestral music]