03x10 - Residentie Zilverspar

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Ladies and gentlemen,
have a nice day and see you next time.

- Thank you.
- Merci.

- Oh, that was great, right?
- Yes, but a bit loud.

- Shall I get something stronger?
- I want to leave.

- I can have a beer.
- Lucien.

I want to leave.

I'm going to make a round.

- Already leaving?
- Yes.

- Marina, thank you.
- It was really great.

Are you angry?

Come on, Fientje. With Katelijne?
That's not me.

Especially not when I have
the best wife in the whole world.

- Defensive wounds.
- It didn't help much.

Can you open it?

I count at least 20 stab wounds.

Grandpa was in peak condition
for an 80-year-old.

My god.

- Sven.
- John.

Merel De Kleyn.
36 years old.

- I hear you have a Culprit.
- Eddy Mulle. 80 years old.

He has a screw loose.
This is his room.

- Was he questioned?
- No, they found him outside.

He was going nuts.
Want a piece?

- No, thanks.
- Her father found her.

He’s also in a room here.
He’s in shock.

Come on,
let’s talk to the administrator.

- Yes, Johnny.
- Sven.

Come on.

Move. She won't wait for you.

Hello. I'm looking for the Faculty
of Literature and Philosophy.

- You're there.
- I'm Christina Flamant.

- I studied here.
- All right. Which group?

It was a long time ago.
But I'm trying to organise a reunion.

We'd like to invite some professors.
These four.

I don't know some of their names
and addresses.

That's clearly way before my time.
But of course I can...

- I can ask around. I'll be right back.
- Thank you.

I still can’t believe it.

Do you have any idea what happened?
Or why she was in the room?

She must have entered the wrong room.
Her father used to be in there.

- And he’s moved?
- He’s in a twin with his girlfriend.

- And Eddy’s in his old room.
- Eddy?

Mr Mulle.
Have a Seat.

- Since when?
- A couple of days ago.

Can you tell us more
about Mr Mulle?

He had a lot of black-outs.

Panic attacks. A schizophrenic.

Didn't he need to go to an asylum?

There were a few incidents.
But nothing serious.

And you can't teach an old dog
new tricks.

- But he did go somewhere new.
- Within the section. No big deal.

How did Mulle get the knife?

I don't know.

From the kitchen?

- Irene?
- Sorry.

Nancy?

I see.

Connie.
Do you know where Ms Sneyers...

- Sorry, Dean.
- Never mind, then.

You're not tired of life yet.
Where could she have put it?

Jasper...

I'm looking for a file
which is in my folder, I think.

But I can't find anything
in Walter, De Paepe or Dean.

There.

- Where?
- There. Lost Reindeer.

- I'm sorry?
- Sneyers calls you that.

- Exactly.
- First I've heard of it.

That's also logical.

And who are Foolish Wombat.
Dry Beaver, Greedy Wildebeest,

Silly Hamster and Happy Sprat?

Maybe it’s better if you wait
for Ms Sneyers to return.

She had something urgent
with her dad.

Lost Reindeer....

Connie... Lost?

- And who has responsibility?
- Julie Everaert. Head of Logistics.

I knew this would happen.

She always tells the family
when somebody changes rooms.

- Why didn't she?
- I don't know. I'll have to check.

Mulle doesn't belong here.
It was asking for trouble.

- We were looking for a solution...
- That doesn't help us.

Everything okay?
Are the others fine?

- When can we go in?
- The police said not to let visitors in.

Where are they now?

With Mrs Oversteyns.
Madam...

Can we talk to Mrs Everaert?

- The people outside are worried.
- Excuse me, madam.

- If you don't act, it'll get worse.
- Ms Sneyers.

Chief Inspector.

- You know each other?
- ‘Know’ is a bit strong.

Ms Sneyers, your father is okay.
All the residents are safe.

- I'll just...
- It’s fine.

I'll tell the people.
You carry on.

Coffee and a biscuit
for everyone, Julie.

Can I have your attention?
Everybody move to the banquet hall.

- Follow me.
- Mrs Everaert?

- Can we ask you some questions later?
- Yes, of course.

- Can we ask you some questions later?
- Yes, of course.

I forgot to tell you something.

- Professor Van Der Weyden.
- Dry Beaver.

Yes. Dry Beaver.

He'll be out of commission
for at least two months.

So the faculty has decided
to permanently replace him.

- Okay.
- Dean?

I've talked with Dr Gijselbrecht.

She thinks it would be good
if I learned more about myself.

Are you sure?
You'd be surprised.

So what was my father like?

- Your father?
- I was too young. You knew him well.

- Yes, reasonably well.
- What was he like?

Normal. A person with a manual.

- Like you.
- That's all?

His manual was much thinner.

- What can I say?
- The truth.

Jasper, your father was unstable.
A drinker. You know that.

The truth is that your father was
mentally unstable and a heavy drinker.

- That's it.
- The truth.

Not very useful is it?

What's the use?

- What's the use?
- Whatever you like but I'd ask more.

- Maybe you're right.
- My god.

We're done with that.

All right.

Thursday is my day off
and Friday was the party. Yeah.

- Mrs De Kleyn didn’t know he moved?
- No?

So she enters the room
of a paranoid schizophrenic.

- Sorry, I wanted to...
- It's fine, Julie. Nobody blames you.

It's just an awful coincidence.

- Did anyone see Mrs De Kleyn enter?
- No, I was at the party.

- I was there, and I didn't.
- Me neither.

Everything is fine.

There's nothing you can't resolve
with coffee and a biscuit.

The examiner has something
to show you.

We're done here anyway.

They're not bad.

But when it gets difficult
they need assistance.

To the right of your father
is Professor De Smet.

Died last year. Cardiac arrest.

Next to him, Professor Taals.

He passed away a long time ago
in a skiing accident.

And that’s Professor Van Gooitzenhoven.

He passed away in 2006.
Cirrhosis.

- Everyone in the picture is dead?
- Yes.

- That's strange.
- I also asked around.

- It'll be fine. I'll be right back.
- Thank you.

The public isn’t allowed
to enter the staff archive.

But anyone can sneak in.

So it isn’t strange that parts
of your father's file are missing.

The only question is why?

Why has somebody
removed parts of your father's file?

Asking that question is answering it.

Sorry, I need to leave.

And our walk later?

Alt, Control, Delete.

- And?
- The wounds weren't only defensive.

Follow me.

She scratched so hard
she broke her nails.

Okay.

You enter the wrong room.

You apologise and then leave.

And somebody blocks the door.

Or it was locked.

- So you're saying...
- Somebody used Mulle as a weapon.

It's not that far-fetched.

The culprit knows Mulle
is dangerously deranged.

He leaps at anyone
who enters this room.

Maybe they gave him the knife
beforehand.

- That requires some imagination.
- Who has a key to the room?

The staff have access to the keys.
There are copies in the nurses’ station.

- Which we never lock.
- Why?

We have an open-room policy.
No cameras either.

So anyone can get a key?
Nurses, cooks?

Physical therapists, maintenance,
cleaners.

Excuse me.

Hi, darling. How are you?

Who wanted to k*ll Merel De Kleyn?

It's still weird. How could the culprit
know Mulle would m*rder her?

They didn't. They took a chance.
If it worked, it’s the perfect m*rder.

- The performance by...
- Marino Castello.

There have to be pictures
or recordings. Anything.

You check if the victim had any family
and I'll call the investigating judge.

Ms Sneyers...

An old people's home. Really?

- If I told you, you wouldn't have come.
- For a reason.

They're a breeding ground
for bacteria.

- Definitely.
- And violent viruses.

A m*rder was committed, Professor.

- That's interesting.
- As usual, the police have no ideas.

But if you're deterred
by a light itch in your throat...

- Who is the victim?
- The daughter of a resident.

The culprit is mad Eddy but they think
someone else is responsible.

I have some suspicions.

Suspect number 1.
Katelijne Oversteyns.

Administrator. Always good-natured
and friendly. So she’s an unknown.

Julie Everaert, Head of Logistics.
Suspect number 2.

You see no teeth when she smiles.
You can't trust such people.

80 percent of perpetrators
are acquaintances.

Sometimes even family.

That brings us to suspect number 3.
He's sleeping in Room 206.

Lucien De Kleyn, father of the victim.
He has a new girlfriend.

Josefine.
She’s dating him for his money.

That's interesting.

I think it's the administrator.

- Based on?
- A gut feeling.

- Gut feelings are crucial.
- Professor...

Pretend I'm not here.
I'm going to take in the atmosphere.

And the bacteria and viruses.

I called him.
somebody has to solve the case.

Hello, Walter.

Adelinde.

Not much has changed here.

If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

That's true.

How are you?

- Tired. But also happy you're...
- Madam...

- The cauliflower is getting cold.
- Cauliflower?

You know that Walter
doesn't like cauliflower, Jelena.

Always the same.
I cook and it ends up in the garbage.

He asked about Georges.

- What did you tell him?
- What we agreed.

That he should leave the past behind.

You think he will?

I don't know. You know him.
When he wants something.

- Hello.
- Mr Vroman?

Federal police.
Can we ask some questions?

Yes.

I heard about it.
Lucien’s new girlfriend Fien called me.

- When did you divorce?
- According to the law? Two years ago.

- But we lived separately before that.
- What went wrong?

What went wrong...
Merel changed completely.

She only cared about one thing.
Money, money, money.

Do you want to know
how long the divorce took?

Four years. Just to exploit me.

Sorry. All that business with the lawyers
cost me a fortune.

- Was there any contact recently?
- We were on the phone a few times.

- And did you text?
- Yes, we were in touch again.

- She had trouble with Sarah.
- Sarah?

My daughter. Poor child.
she’s suffered a lot, first the divorce...

- And now this.
- How old is she?

Sarah?

14 years old. Sorry.

I missed a few birthdays.
I've lost track.

Do you understand we have to ask
everyone the same question?

- When did it happen?
- Between 2 and 3.

- I was here as usual.
- Can someone confirm that?

No.

strange story.
Did you question the crazy one?

- No, he wasn't awake yet.
- If there’s no motive, it’s hard.

The ex-husband has one.

- He couldn't see his kid and the divorce.
- It was improving.

- Paul, he said it himself.
- But that was...

Don't sh**t me
but what if it's a coincidence.

- Enters a crazy’s room and it's done.

- Maybe, but the door was locked.
- Are you sure?

- Otherwise she'd have left.
- Maybe she couldn't in her panic.

- It is weird, Saskia.
- I think so too.

Are you serious?

Damn it, John.

- Sorry, I need to go home.
- Yes, you do.

- What?
- Isn't he allowed to speak his mind?

Of course he can.
But why wait until now?

We've been thinking about this
for half a day

and now he claims she panicked.

You know why? Because you're here
to hear what a b*tch I am.

How often do I need to apologise?

Shall I offer a platitude?

- Sleep on it?
- Exactly.

- See you tomorrow.
- See you.

Everything will be fine.

John, do you have a minute?

- Good morning.
- Eddy Mulle died.

He hanged himself in the hospital.
I don’t know why we get guards.

I demand an investigation
into the guys who let this happen.

I'll do the demands. Agreed?

That was the culprit, key witness
and m*rder weapon!

- He's the only one we need alive.
- But he isn’t. Got it?

Breathe and count to ten
then move on. That's your job.

Do you have anything to add?

We won't give up yet, right?

Or will we?

No, of course not.
At least I'm not.

You?

I'll go through everything again.
Maybe we missed something.

- Saskia?
- I know, Paul. I know.

Okay.

I talked to some acquaintances
in Zilverspar.

I learned that Merel De Kleyn,
the victim,

managed the money of her father,
Lucien.

- That's not unusual.
- That's right.

But Merel didn't want to pay
4000 euro a month anymore.

So Merel was pushing for a move
to a cheaper home.

- Which is what Lucien didn't want.
- Because of his soulmate Josefine.

Voila. That gives Lucien a motive.

But I don't think it's a strong one.

A father won't k*ll his child
because she wants to move him.

Our species can do terrible things,
Ms Sneyers.

My money's on the administrator.

Want to bet, Connie?
For a case of champagne?

Okay. Deal.

- And what's her motive?
- How should I know?

Who's the professor here?

And real champagne, Connie.
Not that terrible cava from last time.

- No.
- What?

Professor...

Okay.

- I assume you know about Mr Mulle?
- Yes, it’s terrible.

The...
The recordings.

Do you have the flash drive, Julie?

That's what the residents said.

Why do you need it?
Hasn't the case been solved?

We still have some questions.

Mister?

That's Marie, my daughter.

She wasn’t feeling well
So I let her skip school.

Shall we?

Okay.

Has Mr De Kleyn
stayed longer than expected?

When he came he was very ill.
Prostate cancer which had spread.

The prognosis was bad.
Two years at most.

But then a new medicine
worked very well for him.

The daughter's account was hit.
She loved money.

She was a bit worried about the bill.

Maybe they fought about it,
but we provided a solution.

- A twin for him and Josefine.
- That's still pricey.

- We have a lot of costs.
- A euphemism for not profiting enough.

- What's this about?
- Did Lucien meet his kid yesterday?

I don't think so.
We danced together at the party.

Okay.
We'll confirm that.

Adelinde, this is Walter.
Can you call me back? Thanks.

Okay.

14.07. The eighth song.

Oversteyns.

- Lucien.
- Josefine. They're all there.

13.55. The fourth song.

- Lucien again. And Oversteyns.
- They're all there.

I also have pictures.

- Then the show was basically over.
- No Lucien between 14.10 and 14.40.

- No.
- When the m*rder happened.

Coincidentally.

They always need a bit longer
to reach my conclusion.

I've lost my daughter
and you're telling me it’s my fault?

These people
need to do their jobs, Lucien.

I had to bury her. It should have been
the other way around.

Did she think de Zilverspar
was too expensive?

I told her
I worked hard for the money.

- And that it was my business.
- That's all?

I don't know what you were told.

But his daughter had a difficult life.

- How long did the divorce take?
- Four years. It's in the statement.

There was constant fighting.

All those lawyers’ fees.
And the kid in between.

That's very interesting
but it has nothing to do with the case.

You should tell them
what you told me.

I don’t want anyone to get in trouble.

- Especially not Bruno
- The ex. Also in the statement.

- We know.
- What about Bruno, Mr De Kleyn?

Apparently Bruno is dating
Ms Head of Logistics. This one.

- Isn't that suspicious?
- Can't she date who she wants?

We live in a free world.

What the commissioner
is trying to say here

is that Julie has no motive.

Maybe she does. Vroman said
the contact was improving.

Say that’s really true. Julie finds out
and gets jealous, Merel needs to die.

- Hold on.
- No really.

Julie and Eddy know each other.
she gets to him.

She tells him that Merel wants to k*ll him.
He's already paranoid.

- He wants to defend himself.
- Wait...

she gets a knife from the kitchen.

- Still strange.
- And puts it in his room.

Merel enters the room.
Julie locks the door. Voila.

Nice story. Do you have any evidence?
Fingerprints? Traces of DNA?

No prints on the door or handle.

She could have wiped them off.

What do you think, Professor?

- I don't have a clue.
- Wow.

There's a first time for everything.

I wonder why Ms Logistics didn't tell us
she was dating the ex of the victim.

Madam...

Madam!

What's wrong?
What's wrong?

I should have told you
but there’s already a lot of gossip.

Bruno and I just thought
we should keep it secret.

- How was your relationship with Merel?
- Normal. We didn't talk much.

We didn't quarrel, but...

But things were going well
between her and him?

- Yes.
- And?

I liked it.
I was happy they got along again.

- During the performance of...
- Marino.

Marino Castello...
Did you stay in the recreation room?

- Yes.
- You didn’t leave for a moment?

- To lock Mulle’s door, for example?

- What? I don't have anything to do...
- That's not happening.

It's the only way, honey.

- It's the only way.
- Be reasonable for a second.

- I can't drive 50 km every day.
- Why not?

- Why not? Who runs the store?
- And she can't?

- “She”... That's me.
- Yes, you are.

- Just be reasonable, darling.
- No, darling.

I'm not switching schools
even if you do a headstand.

All my friends are there.

- Why isn't the dishwasher on?
- Because it wasn’t full.

So idiotic.

- She’s going through a difficult phase.
- She’s always difficult.

- Please, not you too.
- Will you hang up your coat, Sarah?

- Later.
- Now, please.

Not now. You're not my mum.
Understood?

- Voila.
- Dean?

- Madam?
- Yes?

- In which room is Adelinde Van Marcke?
- Van Marcke? Follow me.

she’s having surgery later.
she had hypothermia.

What happened?

I don't know, Jasper.

- She fell and lay on the ground all night.
- Where did she fall?

Is that important?
How should I know?

Sorry.

People can recover
from a hip prosthesis.

Lately, she’s been...

It's like she's lost all her energy.

The trial dealt her a blow.

It's an awful feeling
to have no will to live anymore.

Jasper?

You can all do a headstand.
I won't switch schools.

I have to go.

I'll tell her you came.

I'll tell her you came.

Yes. That's fine.

Chief Inspector,
I need you to do some things for me.

You need to investigate Sarah Vroman.
Phone, computer, everything.

And have her come to the bureau.

I'm Jasper Teerlinck.
Professor of Criminal Psychology.

- Wow.
- I assist the police.

Sometimes. The way people behave
often causes a lot of misery.

All right. Everyone do the wave.

The behaviour of people...
That's my field of expertise.

- I had a difficult youth.
- Come on. Get to the point.

- I had a difficult youth.
- Come on. Get to the point.

I was almost ten times smarter
than my peers

which didn't help my popularity.

Sorry.

Give it back.
Give it back now!

Is he allowed to do that?
Do something.

Give me back my phone now.

It's mine. Damon it.

I've never understood
why people bully others.

Now I do. I now know
that our mean-spirited ilk

choose the more prosperous ones
to humiliate

for the sole reason
of hiding their own miserable existence.

You know Marie Oversteyns.

You do. You're at the same school.
Same class, even.

Sometimes you even text her.

“Drop dead, b*tch.”

“I'll k*ll you, b*tch.”

“I'll k*ll you, b*tch.”

“Stupid b*tch.”

I was having a laugh.
It was a joke.

Am I laughing?

It’s awful for a child
to lose their mother. Just terrible.

But I hope you know
you're the cause of that, b*tch.

- Tart.
- That's impossible.

- Drop dead, b*tch.
- You're not serious. It can't be.

Are you serious?

I knew that Merel De Kleyn
was Sarah’s mother

and that my daughter
was suffering from the bullying.

Why didn't you speak to Merel
about it?

I did.

She said Marie
should just fight back.

And then she cut her own wrists.

I arrived just in time.

There's only one reason
a mum would bring her teen to work.

To keep an eye on her.

But why revenge?

I didn't want revenge.
I just wanted to scare her a bit.

To make her feel
what that does to a person.

It can wait until tomorrow.
Go and dance.

I called to give her a discount on her
father’s room. She came immediately.

- Your father is waiting.
- Okay.

Help!

What about the knife?

I don’t know.

I really don't.

I should have opened that door.

I should have opened that door.

Connie?

You're going to pay up.

- See you tomorrow.
- See you.

- John...
- Saskia.

- Can't we stop the cold w*r...
- Cold w*r?

Can't we just stop it?

Please?

Okay.

I should have told you
I was doing the exam.

I didn't. It was stupid of me.

Are you really trying to say sorry?

Saskia, I already told you
I don't want an apology.

Case solved. You're team leader.

So I’m going to congratulate you
and buy you a bottle of cheap cava.

Don't expect more from me.

- Okay, see you tomorrow.
- See you.

Damn it, Saskia!

You're right.

I'm a sore loser
and I need to change quickly.

Even my daughter says so.

So it must be true.

Sorry. I mean it.

Me too. Sorry.

- Say, John?
- Yeah?

That cava...

It can also be
a really, really expensive one.

This is where she fell.

My mum wouldn't go up here
if there was nothing important.

I've never been in the attic.

Okay.

- Do we know what we're searching for?
- No, we don't.

- It's full of boxes up here.
- We do know that.

Okay.

Box number one...

And in which one will it be? The last.

Sheet music.

More sheet music.

Still sheet music.

Even more sheet music.

Jasper?

Jasper, your mother kept diaries...