02x11 - Buren

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What are his chances?

They say fifty-fifty.

Have the parents been informed yet?

I've tried it twenty times already,
no one answers.

Are there traces of abuse?
- No, they don't have anything...

Guy Terlingen?

Yes, I'm Guy Terlingen.
I am Pieter's youth leader.

What did he tell you?

He confided in me.

He told me he had to grope someone.

And in the meantime he actually had to...

Masturbate.

And did he tell you who?

He did say it wasn't anyone
from our youth movement.

And that's it, you don't remember?
You didn't ask further?

I was afraid it would close.
- I get that.

When did he tell you this?

Two weeks ago, I think.

And why didn't you do
anything with that information?

You didn't go to his parents
and you didn't come to us.

That is negligence, that is punishable.

Pieter and I, we have a good bond.

He was a very active child.

Over the last year I've seen
him turn into a withdrawn, timid...

I often asked him what was going on.

It took a long time for him to trust me.

And that suicide attempt, does
he ever have anything there...

He didn't say anything about that.

I'll get a glass of water.

Come on.

Good morning.

You have to knock, because
the doorbell is turned off.

And good hard,
otherwise she won't hear it.

Thank you.
- Who are you anyway?

Ghent Police.

We are looking for the
parents of Pieter Verhaelen.

There aren't any problems
or anything, are there?

You go ahead.

What do you know about the family?

Things aren't going well in that
family. The mother, Liliane, is depressed.

He sits in front of the television all
night. She sleeps in during the day.

That's really bad.

And the father?

He works in computer security.
He spends a lot of time abroad.

And Pieter?

That's a very good boy.

But he is an only child, he is all alone.

I'll give you my card.

If you can give them that, tell
them to call me back. Urgently.

It is important.

I think she's just not home.

I think you'd better come
back with someone else.

Suicide.

Our Peter.

He is currently in a coma.

And will he make it?

The doctors are doing what they can.

Ma'am, has your son ever told
you that he was being molested?

You mean bullying and all that?

No. Sexual abuse.

No, he didn't say anything about that.

Has he been hanging
out with adults lately?

A grown man he saw often?

No, with friends from school.
- And did they come here? At your place?

He never brought anyone with him.

Did he have problems at school?

Pieter was a very good
student. I remember a report...

Good at languages.

Mathematics was a bit
less. But he gets tutoring.

And besides?

In his spare time. Does
he have any hobbies?

Computing. And...

the youth movement.
He is very happy there.

Where's his father?

His father is in...

Marseille.

Barcelona?

But I'll call him.

Is it true about Pieter and that...

We are going to investigate that now.

And speaking of which, would you
mind if I take a look at Pieter's room?

It's the second door on the right there.
- Thank you.

Should I call Victim Support?
Then someone can come by...

I do not need anyone.

We'll handle this as quickly as
possible, then you can go to the hospital.

I can't stand that smell in the hospital.

And Pieter doesn't know
anyway, because he's in a coma.

I think it's important for your
son right now that you're with him.

So what you feel or smell is secondary.

Is that right?

It's strange that the little one
never had any friends over.

With a mom like that...

Yes, you say something there.
Have you found anything yet?

Death in Venice.

Portnoy's complaint.
- Can I have a look?

Still, solid reading for
a little one of fourteen.

Yes, but look: G.T.

Guy Terlingen.

That youth leader?

They are here.

Where do we find Guy?

Inside, with the top players.

Pieter's age group, 10 to 14 years.

Have you attended CHIRO?

Bobje Degroof too.
- Correction: I was in scouting.

The CHIRO, that is childcare.

You chat with the children in daycare...

and we talk to the chief.

We lie on our backs...

and we imagine...

that we are on a very warm beach.

And we breathe again, deeply...

and then off again.

You're getting heavier and heavier...

Karel, try to take a good, deep breath.

A little deeper.

And deeper.

In and out.

And a little deeper. Try deeper.

We won't go any deeper, Guy.

Hannah Maes, vice detective. Come.

What is happening?

What about my boys?
- Kevin, improvise.

We're going to sing 'Fat Bertha'.

Relaxation exercises.

I think that the youth movement should
provide some kind of counterbalance...

for the stress that young people
have to deal with on a daily basis.

Stress.

School, home...

families.

Stress.

Do you often do those exercises?

As often as they are needed.

I did a session now because the boys were
a little upset about what happened to...

happened to Pieter.

Is it always in groups?

Or do you sometimes
take someone aside?

Of course not.

Portnoy's complaint.

About masturbating.
- Serious?

Cardboard boxes.

g*y sex.

Death in Venice.

Pedo sex.

Are those yours?

What were they doing in Pieter's room?

I loaned them to Pieter.

I was doubled over my raging fist.

The eyes closed tight,
but mouth wide open...

to feel the sticky sauce on
my own tongue and teeth.

Through a world of sticky tissues...

crumpled tissues and
stained pajamas, I moved...

with my aching, swollen p*nis...

Why not just a comic strip?

When Pieter became so
quiet, I thought maybe he...

struggled with his sexuality.

Something that is not
abnormal for a boy his age.

Do you like to help young
guys with their sexual problems?

The CHIRO was the best
time of my entire life for me.

I want to give that back to
those guys. The time I also had.

By touching them.

Of course not.

I don't avoid physical contact, I agree.

I believe that physical
contact is part of a healthy...

in a healthy friendship experience.
- Charles.

In the middle of class I raised my hand
and asked if I could leave the class...

stormed down the hall to
the toilet, and jerked off...

against a urinal, with
ten, fifteen wild jerks.

And that's just the first page.

If you don't believe me, then ask them.

And those men call that 'a
bivouac'. What kind of word is that?

During scouting we simply went to
camp. And at camp you sleep in tents.

Yes Bob, we know you
can poop in the woods.

It's not that simple,
pooping in the woods.

You know how a scout poops
in the woods? Look closely.

You're looking for a sturdy tree.

Then you take off your scout belt.

You wrap it around the trunk.

You adopt an easy position.

And you poop.

And you can keep this up for hours.

Wipe your a*s and sit down.

Indeed. What do we
know about Guy Terlingen?

I've talked to those guys and
they all think Guy is a nice leader.

He always has time for
them, he organizes parties.

He hugs those boys sometimes,
but that seems to be normal there.

But no one has any complaints
about touching or anything like that.

Then we let that guy go.

What?
- Come on.

That's one b*stard who can't
keep his paws off those boys.

Terlingen is the tipster, he
brought the matter to light.

So? He would not be the first leader
who cannot keep his hands to himself.

And then file a report
yourself to cover yourself.

Hannah Maes, vice
detective. Hey, Kevin.

Yes, just a moment, I'll
put it on speaker. Say it.

Computer crime has taken hold on the
PC Pieter discovers links to porn sites.

What kind?
- Straight, g*y, r*pe, animals. Everything.

They were sent to him
via a hotmail address.

Have that address traced.
And thanks, see you tomorrow.

Say, one more thing. Just hold on.

From the European Research
Institute for Family Problems.

The latest research into the
psychological profiles of pedophiles.

Required reading.
- Are you going to interrogate us?

And Charles, one more thing: I'll
put you on another case temporarily.

Why?

Remember that pedo shop with your
grandson? You're taking it too personally.

I do need him.

And I take care of the work
here. This isn't about trust...

This is about assessing things
realistically and objectively.

Look. Patrick Debaere,
local police officer.

Suspected of waived traffic
fines in exchange for oral sex.

This is occupational therapy.
Let me help you catch that pedo.

Charles, please.

Hey, mister.

This is not a parking lot.

sh*t.

And we all made our own
food. On real campfires.

Occupational therapy, Bob.

And when it rained, we were
given one match to light it all.

Mr Verhaelen, Chief Inspector Maes.

I've already heard of it.

What kind of nonsense is that, Pieter
was abused? Is there evidence for that?

Have you noticed that
your son has changed lately?

Miss, children that age all change.

Aren't you looking a bit far? Nowadays,
abuse is the name of the game.

I can still understand it with
girls. But don't you guys, come on.

Surf to the European website
Study Office for Family Problems.

You will see that 33.3% of
child abuse cases involve boys.

Forgive me if I think that's a side issue.

It's bad enough that my
son wanted to k*ll himself.

Maybe that is a result of the abuse.

Who told about that?

Someone sent emails containing
pornographic material to your son.

And how do you know that?
- Checked his computer.

Excuse me? Did you take his computer?

Your wife has given permission for this.

Goddamnit.

You g*dd*mn...

Where the hell do
you get the right from...

to give Pieter's computer to
those guys without my permission?

You don't do anything all day long.

And then you still don't see
what's going on with your own son.

It's a pigsty here.

Do you have no embarrassment at all?
- Mr. Verhaelen, stay calm.

It's broad daylight and you're
walking around here in pajamas. Slob.

If I had to live like this every
day, I would put an end to it too.

What 'come'?

This is still my house, friend.
- Would you rather come with me to the office?

Do you smoke?

Or you smoke.
- Yes why?

We'll go outside for a cigarette together.

Say, that abuse...

Did Pieter discuss this
with someone from CHIRO?

Why do you think that?

Pieter doesn't come anywhere else.

You better go to the
hospital to visit your son.

Together.

Kevin, tell me.

The IP address from which the porn
was emailed is in the Oude Bareelstraat.

That's here.
- Oh, you're there already?

Which number?
- Fourteen.

Hey, Hannah.

Film art.

Hello, say. Of flesh and blood.

Bye, boy.

We'll give our friend a
minute to compose himself.

I think five seconds is enough.

Hannah, you can't be serious.

What's your name?
- Thijs Vrayens, hello madam.

Close your pants. How old are you?

Seventeen.
- Shouldn't you be in school?

Pedagogical study day.

Where are your parents?
- Mom is at work...

and my dad lives in Ypres.

Do you send links with porn
sites to your neighbor Pieter?

Sometimes.
- You know how old he is, right?

Why do you do that?

Because they are cool tips.

You think sex with animals is cool?

That's a laugh, yes.

Do you surf porn sites a lot?

What is a lot?

Regularly.

What does your mother think?

He's happy that I'm not on drugs.

Do you give us permission
to examine your computer?

How am I supposed to do my homework?
- You have a pedagogical study day, right?

Say, what about this here? Also all porn?

Was this all legally downloaded?

Take my computer
with you I'll borrow one.

How many hours a day
do you watch this b*stard?

What did you do when you were seventeen?
- I had a lover.

Do you have one?
- I'm a do-it-yourselfer.

How often do you jerk off?
- Three, four times.

Weekly?
- Per day.

Just make sure it
doesn't fall off, little boy.

Miss Maes. I put your
card in the mail to Liliane.

Okay thank you. That is friendly.

I just wanted to ask something.

The newspaper said that...

that Pieter was probably
abused. It's not...

It's not Thijs who did that...

Maybe I should say something.

I sometimes see him working
in his garden from my house.

Playing with herself.

I sometimes get the feeling that he enjoys
that the neighbors can see everything.

You can report it to the
police. Like exhibitionism.

Such a young guy. Those hormones
are raging through their bodies.

Although you sometimes
have that with older men too.

Over there in that
house with the high roof.

A weirdo lives there.

He came to live with
his mother a year ago.

I think he's a bit shy of people.
He doesn't say hello to anyone.

And what's his name?
- His name is...

Jeff Denolf.

We're going to talk to him. Thank you.

I just don't think he's home right now,
because I just saw it in the supermarket.

Yes, Kevin.
- Guy Terlingen got beat up.

Just open it.

What is? Am I suddenly
the criminal now?

What?
- Take it easy, okay?

You go find Guy. Why
did you attack Guy?

Come on. A leader just told me
that you asked him about Pieter.

That doesn't mean he did it, does it?

But are you sure he didn't do it?

Wouldn't it be better to visit your
son instead of beating people up?

What is it: yes or no?

Are you drawing up a
police report for as*ault?

Here, stop that.

A nosebleed and headache.

What are you doing here, Guy?

I just came here to clean up a bit.

I want to check your computer.
- Come on, guys.

I am the webmaster of the CHIRO site.

You better chase after Pieter's dad.

Your computer.
- I was attacked here. Watch.

Are there things on it that
we are not allowed to see?

I would almost say that Pieter's
dad has good reasons to hit him.

Come on, little one. To work.

The pressure in Pieter's skull has decreased,
they can operate on him tomorrow.

Here, Thijs Vrayens' computer,
the best hobby jerker in Flanders.

And this one is from that
CHIRO leader. Investigate both.

Jef Denolf is an ex-priest.

He resigned last year
after being accused...

of abuse of an altar boy.
- That's bingo.

The complaint has been withdrawn.
- We're going to pay a visit.

Watch out, man.

If the host falls to the ground,
the priest is up your a*s.

No p*ssy stretches as much
as a communicant's hole.

If the bishop's miter
falls, beware of your sh*t.

Do you have sperm on your back?
Then it belongs to the Bishop of Bruges.

Pieter Verhaelen?

From next door.

A fourteen year old boy.

I've never spoken to
that boy. Come, mother.

But you did see that boy, right?

Excuse me?
- Have you seen him? Yes, of course.

We have heard that
you have resigned, Mr.

Denolf. Why?

I'm still religious.

But I did break with the
institution of the church.

Like any right-thinking person, I think.

Enough?

Two years ago a complaint
was filed against you...

for sexual abuse of a minor.

Is that right?

Miss, that complaint
has been withdrawn.

Please tell me what exactly happened.

That is a long story.

We have time. And apparently you too.

Look, that boy in question...

came from a broken family. He
considered me a second father.

I've hugged him every
now and then, but not...

Never done anything wrong. Naturally.

Don't you believe me?
- We've heard this far too many times.

Also from people who
had done something wrong.

Do you know what the problem is?

Since Dutroux, every man who is gentle
with a child has been seen as a pedophile.

And after all those scandals in the church,
every priest, pastor, brother, father...

While they are all saints.

Can we see your computer?
- I do not have that.

Are we allowed to search at all?
- Miss.

Aren't you going a little bit too far?
- That's no problem.

I'll apply for a search warrant.
- You do that.

You won't find anything here anyway.
- I'll find the door myself.

Damn.

Damn.

Hey, Charles. How is the BJP doing?
- What?

The Blow Job Police.
- Witty.

Look at it positively, it's
certainly a great career.

What is it, Charles? Does not it work?

I've been following him all day. Acts very
normally, everything according to the book.

Except once in a narrow street,
but I was too late. Really frustrating.

Actually, such a task
requires two people.

The next time he takes
his d*ck out, call me.

Serious?
- Certainly.

And before she can
even swallow, I'm there.

I would really appreciate that.

Hey Charles, can I join
the Blow Job Police?

Even before I retire.

Hannah.

Stop looking, Hannah. Forget Bart.

Please, princess.

Please, princess.

He never calls me princess.

Princess.

Good evening. We have to check a ship
in connection with a sexual offense case.

Beirut Princess.

Israeli.

No ma'am, I just ask you to warn me...

when the Beirut Princess
returns to Ghent...

Already a few weeks?

Beirut Princess.

Sad how people are
made suspicious for nothing.

Abusing a child is no small feat.

There is no computer upstairs.

Didn't I already tell you that?

Jeff.

I think ma'am your mother needs you.

Mother has to go to potty.

Sorry, miss.

Either he hid everything from
the search or he lives like a monk.

But there's nothing up there. Nothing.

We have to search further.

Guard.

That lady is pooping.

Let's give her some
time to compose herself.

And home care could not be removed
from the health insurance fund?

Hannah, I don't think
this is such a good idea.

You don't seem to be
ashamed of anything. Please.

Just a little respect, miss.

If you keep this up, I'll file a complaint.

What is this?

You are seriously in sh*t.

Did you have a hard-on?

Why are you filming that?

It touches me.

And what do you do when you
are so moved? Playing with yourself?

Jerking off?

Jef, you lied to us about that charge.

That is not true.

That incident with the altar boy.

I called your former parish.

And the chairman of the
church factory told me...

that you were caught in
the sacristy groping that boy.

No, that was cuddling.

Cuddle.
- Another hugger.

Did you have a hard-on
while you were cuddling him?

Did you have a hard-on?

Now what does that have to do with anything?
- Did you have a hard-on?

Thank you.

But I managed to control myself.

One Our Father and ten Hail
Marys and you were forgiven?

Listen, I went to therapy.

Still, by the way.
- What does your therapist say about this?

That you make such videos?

Your therapist doesn't know, does he? That
you still get a kick out of those boys.

But it never goes further than that.

Okay, I film, and I watch it at
home. But I don't talk to those guys.

Not even with Pieter. Never.

Can I go home now?
- You can start to reflect.

In your cell. You can.
- But I have to take care of my mother.

Try again at the health insurance fund.

Next one.

Look.

Found by Kevin.

Where?
- On the laptop of that CHIRO leader.

Guy Terlingen?

What does everyone have with that boy?

Hello, Guy.

These photos were on your computer.

On my computer?

That is not possible.
- It's so. They don't appear by themselves.

I don't know how that
got onto my hard drive.

Were they made at camp?
- Bivouac.

Did Pieter send them?

Can someone else access your laptop?
- No. Yes...

My girlfriend can use my laptop.

But he wouldn't have done that anyway.

He would never do something like that.

My girlfriend doesn't want to have sex with me anymore.
- What do you say?

The parents have started a petition...

to get me away from management.

Come on, let's go to the station.

I also want to know how
those photos got onto my laptop.

Bob.

Mr. Denolf.

Who said you could go home?

The investigating judge.
- Based on what?

Medical urgency. I have
to take care of my mother.

Your mother has to go to potty.

And are you still going
to use that camera?

Why not?

I am innocent.
- Just hold on.

Goddamnit.

Sorry.
- b*tch.

Jef Denolf is a suspect, Mark.

That may be so, but we don't
have any concrete evidence.

How do I feel about you
randomly sending everyone home?

Tell that to the investigating judge.
You have that CHIRO leader, right?

Draw lots, of course.
- Speaking of that CHIRO leader...

Kevin examined his laptop.

And turns out those photos of Pieter
have only been there since yesterday.

Are you sure?
- Ask Kevin what's going on, but...

Apparently his firewall blocked
a number of intrusion attempts.

One attempt was successful and
a hacker put Pieter's photos on it.

Pieter's father does something
with computers, right?

Computer security. If
anyone can hack, it's him.

That Rolf? Interrogate.
- Those people are in the hospital now.

The little one has just had surgery.
- We'll drop by anyway. Come.

Yes, Charles.
- Bob, can you come right away?

At once. It's time.
- I'm coming.

What?

Would you mind if we
drive past the center?

I promised Charles I would help with something.
- What, that police officer?

Man, come on. I can't solve this alone.

I know it's none of our business, but...
- Who says that?

Over there.
- Is that it?

He is doing it again. Come on.

Around the block.

Before she starts blowing him.

Guard. Stop. Police.

Men, come on. We're colleagues, guys.

Wasn't she supposed to...

Mr. Debaere, we are arresting
you for sexual harassment.

If you come to the office, can
you file a complaint against sir.

To my own husband?
- That's my wife.

Aren't you ashamed?

Mr Verhaelen, can we
speak to you for a moment?

I'm here to visit my son.
- I'm very happy about that.

Have you put photos of Pieter
on Guy Terlingen's hard drive?

I don't know anything about it.
- Do not lie.

Okay, fine then. I did it. So what?

That's going to be a PV, right, sir?
- Your second. On the right track.

Hacking computers.
That's punishable, right?

That doesn't interest me one bit,
little lady. That guy belongs in jail.

He's the reason my son
wanted to commit suicide.

No, you don't know that.
- These types of guys get off on guys...

and everyone knows that.
- That's what they say, it doesn't prove anything.

I also read that research on the
internet that you quoted so beautifully.


from the child's immediate environment.

Teachers, youth movement leaders...
- Close family.

Sex game?

Debaere's wife gets a kick
out of being fined by that guy.

And as punishment she has to give
him a blowjob or he has to eat her out.

In public?
- Yes, that's what gives it the kick.

So Mark, you know. If your marriage is
no longer going well, you know what to do.

Okay. Good thing he's off the streets.
- Can I get my job back now?

Hey, how's your research going?
- Not good.

Peter is dead. My research is a flop.

I don't have any hard
evidence. Not to that pastor...

not against that CHIRO leader and
not against that boy next door. No sh*t.

Maybe Pieter wasn't abused
and he just said it to get attention.

Which can. But if there's
a pedo walking around...

he may soon make another victim.

That's too vague. I'll close
the case, I'll leave it at that.

You just do it. See you tomorrow.
- Hannah.

Hey, Mark.

Yes, Charles.
- Hannah.

I visited Pieter's school
tonight. With the director.

There was still one loose
end. One more thing.

I saw in Pieter's file that he
received tutoring in mathematics.

That director knew nothing.

I asked for the phone
numbers of all his teachers.

And I called them tonight.
- You think the perpetrator works at the school?

No, that's right. He was tutored
by someone outside the school.

See you next week, Jens.
Do your exercises well.

Hey Emma, ​​you didn't
tell me you tutored?

I didn't think about that at all.

How come you're so good at
math? That is not self-evident.

I have taught for years. I help even
more children in the neighborhood.

Free, I don't charge anything for it.

And how did you know that
Pieter had a hard time with math?

I've seen his report a few
times, then I knew enough.

And did he ever tell
you that he was abused?

No, but I do know he had a hard
time. But with a mother like that...

Ma'am, are you in a relationship?

I got divorced years ago.

Why do you ask that?

Are you sometimes
attracted to teenage boys?

Say, are you okay?

Pervert.

That Emma taught in
the third and fourth years.

The director said she felt undervalued.

That's why she stopped.

And that she had a hard
time with her divorce.

So divorced...

Recently?
- Two years ago.

I think Pieter was abused by that Emma.

A woman in her fifties?
- That's possible, Mark.

Didn't read the report?

Occupation: teacher. Beats.

Pedophiles often choose a
profession in a childish world.

Divorced. Often take action
when they feel abandoned.

And what did you just say?
Underrated? That is perfect.

Low self-esteem fits perfectly
with the pedo profile. Emma.

And no one thinks it's weird...

when a woman hugs a child.
- That's right.

And women never think of
themselves as pedophiles.

They are not as genitally oriented.
- That's right.

Women are even
biologically at an advantage...

because they don't appear
threatening when they are excited...

because they can't get an erection.

Interesting, indeed.

What do you think, Hannah?

Is the case open again?

What do you suggest?

Shock therapy?

Why are you crying?

That boy was growing
so much, changing.

And he was so alone.

He was no longer a little boy at all.

It stuck on my retina.

I saw Pieter all the time.

When did it start?

A few months ago, I think.

When I was teaching him.

I had put some pictures on his computer.

Photos? What kind of pictures?

Abuse...

gives a child mixed feelings.

In the moment itself that is
the satisfaction, the lustrous...

But after that...

Then comes the shame. The disgust.

Disgust with self.

Hell.

Did he enjoy it?

Because that's what
pedophiles tell themselves.

That such a little boy also enjoys it.

Because he comes very quickly.

We know it was you, Emma.

Put it down.