01x08 - The Go-Between

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Cindy Wellens.
-Yes, professor.

Tell me everything you know
about rational actor theory.

The best-known representatives
of rational actor theory...

are Cornish and Clarke.

They claim that every decision
that we take, that...

A building is on fire.

In that building there are
a cleaning lady...

and a scientist who is almost
has a cure for cancer.

You can only save one person.
Who do you choose?

Mind you, the cleaning lady is your mother.

Was that in the course?

First, it's syllabus.
Secondly, that doesn't matter.

Who do you choose?

I don't know, yes...
My mother.

The scientist.

Yes no, sorry. I don't know.
-I thought so already. Do you know why?

Because you are a laying hen.
-Excuse me?

Not bad, most people
are laying hens.

But my students need to get over
look away at the battery cage. Thank you.

Good morning.

Paul wants to speak to us.

Hello Katrientje.

There was no school
and Denise had to go to the doctor.

She's coming to get her later.
-Nothing bad after all?

Just routine.
-Beautiful drawing. Is that a butterfly?

The local has called
whether we want to invade.

A burglary in cargo malfunction
in the port.

There are still statements to be made
be taken away.

And then you can draw a face like that.

If I get our kindergarten teacher.
Annelies.

Just try to keep up with me.

Good morning, Denise.

Fortunately, she doesn't seem too much
on her grandfather.

I didn't know you were that crazy
on children?

As long as it's not my kids.

You can't keep up with me right now.

Is it that time again?
-No worries.

Dean.

I apologize for being a little late,
go to the meeting room.

And who exactly is that complaint about?

Delicious.

Do you never want children?
-Daan, stop talking about it.

That's not a difficult question.
-Have you asked Debbie?

No, and that's going to be hard.

She made it up.

Why?
-Just...

I matched just a little too well
with one of her friends.

Cargo Fault stores containers.
Especially from South America.

And because sometimes there is some coke
between the bananas is...

the containers are well secured.

You can pick them up on your own
with a PIN code.

You'll see a link there.

Nothing has been stolen, but there is
with the computers tampered with.

Okay, put all that on paper, guys.
And send a copy to the Drugs section.

I still have to go through human resources.

I'm so fed up with this.
When will something happen again?

So you've seen it all.
-Paul is there.

Don't be mad at me.
She wanted something to happen.

In his car...
-The victim...

Cokeman.
-You know him?

Gunther Coopman. One of the largest
coke dealers of the city.

What about them?
-Daphne Rottiers.

Excuse me? A balaclava?

Thank you, I will be back in a moment.

One g*nman, from his car.

He has walked around it, has the door
opened and got back in.

And then drove away.

Is it going to be, boss?

Paul, what's up?

Daphne Rottiers is the woman
of Werner Samay.

Paul, this is not going to happen.
No way.

You're not going to sit in a room with the
man who drove your daughter to death.

Mr. Samay. Our participation.

We have to ask you a few questions.
-That's not a problem.

How did your wife know Gunther Coopman?
-He was suddenly at our door.

You'll know who I am.

And what happened.

After the accident, everything is just...
gone wrong.

I had been drinking too much.

The insurance didn't want to pay.

I had my own business back then.

Computer security.
-That went bankrupt.

Who wants to work with...

a m*rder*r.
That's what it said in the paper.

You are, yes.

If you read that,
I can assure you...

Sir, the question was
how your wife knew Gunther Coopman.

Apparently he had found out
that we were in trouble.

He said he had the solution.

My wife...

Yes, suffocate.

Daphne had to be in his name
make a purchase.

Somewhere an apartment building.

Supposedly to her name,
but with his money.

Against a committee.

I don't know any of that, but
I don't have to explain to you...

They do that for crime money or something
whitewash.

So your wife worked for Coopman.
-I was against that, but they...

They had last night
an appointment with the seller.

Around six o'clock, I believe.
-Do you know the name of that seller?

Or do you know where they had agreed?

What time did she leave?
-I don't know.

I now work in a warehouse.

You have to do something, huh.

I'm there around six o'clock
left, I believe.

So I still think about that every day.

Every day.

I have such a regret.

Maybe you can do that
to Mr. Rabet.

That I'm sorry.

But you can't turn back the clock.

Doesn't sound illogical.

Coopman is the target and the woman
of Samay an accidental victim.

He's holding something back.

He's not going to k*ll his own wife.
-Why not?

If she did anything else
with Coopman.

We'll check out his alibi.

g*nman's car
was stolen three days ago.

Coopman owns De Stoof,
a star restaurant on the South.

We know him mostly as a coke dealer.

Problem is,
he has never been convicted.

Reckoning in the environment?
-Or within his own g*ng.

This is Saïd El Amrani,
a shady figure from Borgerhout.

Convicted of armed resistance
and a few other little things.

He would be in charge
about coopman's street dealers.

And?

I have a pv here, formatted
by the local, two weeks ago...

after a café quarrel between Saïd and Coopman.
-That's interesting.

First that and then samay's alibi?

Are you okay?

A laying hen.
-So to speak.

Because she doesn't know
who has to save them from a fire.

I dedicated a lecture
to bentham's utilitarianism.

Who can't connect that to the
dilemma of the burning house, subsides.

Jasper, then explain that.

Instead of comparing her
with poultry.

I could have done that.

But that's not fun.
-For me, yes.

Believe me.

Listen, I...

I know you don't like exams
Decreases. I didn't like that either.

But try you this week
a little to behave.

Thank you so much.

Who would you choose?
-My mother.

And why?

Because people who are their mother
let it burn...

no cure for cancer
earn.

That's a good answer.

That's a really good answer.

The French sociologist Emile Durkheim
Established...

that poverty
is a normal phenomenon...

but not necessarily leads
to criminal behavior.

There is still a need for this.
another condition is needed:

The absence of rules and norms.

Are you also going
say something interesting?

How do you mean, Professor?
-A personal contribution.

An interesting approach or something.

I find...

it's very much when people are poor.

You may let the following in.

Saïd El Amrani?
-Yes.

May we ask you a few questions?
-I always like to help.

You were arrested two weeks ago
after a café quarrel.

I'm really not proud of it, but...

That man sold r*cist talk.
He went too far.

That man. You don't know what his name is?
-Never seen it before.

Where were you around six o'clock yesterday?
-Yesterday...

Those people ask where I was yesterday.

Where was I?

That's right. We watched football.
Barça-Chelsea.

Gunther Coopman, does that tell you anything?

Never heard of it.

Sure?

Barça-Chelsea you said?
How much was it?



I've been working here for 25 years.

Werner not that long.
About six months, I think.

In connection with Werner...
-A good colleague.

Many would feel too good
to work here.

If you had your own business.
-I would...

What that boy has to go through...

That accident. His company.
Then his wife.

Some people are not lucky.

He talks little, it's a quiet one.

I don't mind that,
because I like to chat quite a bit.

Say, what time is Werner
left for home?

Six hours. Clock stroke.

Normally we both work
until 6:30 p.m.

But yeah... Werner had received a text message
from his wife that she had to leave.

Normally she always comes to get him,
but now he had to take the bus.

He still had to run errands.

So he asked if it was okay
that he left earlier.

I thought to myself: mumps.

Just last night the bus
too soon and I missed him.

And I couldn't call home,
my cellphone was empty.

My wife sat alone and...
-We know enough. Thank you.

Thank you.
-You're welcome.

He left at six o'clock.

From here to the crime scene
is half an hour.

Yes, Commissioner?

Yes, at my desk. Okay?

They're coming.

The best-known representatives
of the rational actor...

Thank you.
The next one, please.

Cornish and Clarke.
They claim that every decision...

The next one is allowed to come in.

Do you want coffee?
-No thanks.

This is Commissioner Fouchet.
Department of Drugs, Brussels.

Inspector De Winter
and Inspector Donckers.

Don't want to sit down?

The Commissioner coordinates
the investigation into the cocaine mafia.

We've been doing it for several months now
observations, also from Coopman.

We know he's been to see Samay.
-What is the intention?

We now know why. Thanks to you guys.
-Will he take over the case? Didn't think so.

That decision is not yours,
inspector.

My people noticed something
during these observations.

Someone else was keeping Samay's house
in the eye.

These pictures
were taken three days ago.

I know Superintendent Rabet, I know
what Samay has done to him.

So?
-The Samays had a fixed habit.

Every day Mrs. picked up her husband
at work.

She was driving, he was sitting next to her.

Probably saw the sh**ter
a silhouette...

and he thought it was Samay.
-Does he say what I think he says?

It wouldn't be the first time
that your superintendent...

How shall I put it...
loses his control.

In consultation with the public prosecutor
I asked the Commissioner...

to take over the lead.

Inspector Rabet is on hold.
I expect all cooperation from you.

That decision is final.

We start tomorrow
with the interrogation of Mr Rabet.

Good evening.

The facts are there,
we can't deny them.

But one thing:

No one believes Paul
it did.

Let me give you an example, first the theory:

There is a problem.

In the absence of coordination
between the socially desirable goals.

I text the professor.
-A certain level of prosperity.

And the legal means that people
need to achieve those goals.

If the legitimate means are not
suffice then there is a problem.

Especially in a society...
-It is sufficient. Thank you.

social material need
of man.

Let me give you an example.

All exams today
have been postponed until tomorrow.

And drinking, that helped.

I think because I'm by the drink
was more angry than sad.

That made it more bearable.

But then I realized
that I had to move on...

and that that alone could
if I were to forgive Samay.

That's why I drove to his house.

I knew it was the only way,
but...

Still, I couldn't.

They're going to check your alibi.
Have you seen anyone on human resources?

Didn't have an appointment?

I haven't been.
I drove around a bit.

There are no witnesses to that.

He's lying. You better not lie.
But he's lying.

He doesn't think about the k*ller
of his daughter to forgive.

You are too stubborn for that.

I'd rather go into the bin
than that he helps me.

Way too stubborn.

I want five minutes
speak to the professor alone.

Behold. I get it
that you had no other choice...

then Fouchet on the case to put,
but you're wrong.

Would you...

your personal feelings
to be able to put aside?

People like the superintendent
do not evoke personal feelings.

At most, critical remarks.

Do you believe he wanted to forgive Samay?
Please have an honest answer.

He's not that stupid
to k*ll the wrong one.

That's not an honest answer,
that's a smart answer.

Paul did not commit that attack.
I'm sure of that.

If you say so.
I will look at the file.

Do you still want coffee?
-No, thank you.

Why not?
-I can't sleep from that.

Good. The mugs were on.

Do you have any plans tonight?
-No, why?

Good evening.

Why?

This is a waste of time.
What are we doing here?

Maybe...

Maybe not, Daantje.

I thought we were going to f*ck.

Dream on.

Do you believe Rabet?

What?
-Come on, it's weird.

He says he's going to staff
things have to and he's going to drive around.

And that he was going to forgive Samay...
I believe the professor.

Rabet would never do that.
-What do you say?

If he would not forgive him,
why keep an eye on that house?

Do you really think he's using it now
has to do?

I don't know.
Are you sure Rabet is innocent?

Not even, right?

He's there.

Why doesn't he leave?

That's why not.

When you write the report,
we might go f*ck.

Good. I'll write that report.

Then they went to a pub together
on the Turnhoutsebaan gone.

They sat there for an hour.
-How do they know each other?

They're in a plot together. Maybe
they k*lled Coopman together.

El Amrani claims that he
watched football all evening.

So I don't think so.
-Samay has no motive.

Samay earned money laundering from that.
So why k*ll Coopman?

Maybe Samay was in debt.

Maybe Coopman had an affair
with Samays wife.

It's a little too coincidental.

That story of his wife who
intermediary played for Coopman.

We only know that from Samay.
No evidence.

Pick up Samay for questioning. Maybe
we are in the right direction.

Listen, Paul.

I don't have children myself, but...

I can imagine what it
means to lose a daughter.

That must be unbearable.

It was an accident.
Samay has been punished enough.

You don't mean that, do you?
Samay was drunk. 1.6 per mille.

He has been driven hard through red and
has swept your daughter off the road.

I like that they Samay
should have locked up, Paul.

And that you know very well, Cedric.

How long have we known each other?

Thirty years?

You know me. And you know I
don't do this for my pleasure.

And you also know that we are staying here
sit until you tell me the truth.

I got the students from yesterday
processed in today's roster.

No, I have to
still solve the hunger in the world.

Jasper, I had you asked you
the rest of the week.

And what do you do?
You smear it in the middle of an exam.

I will also have to cancel for today.

My good friend Rabet
is accused of m*rder.

Your good friend?
You can't stand him.

We sometimes disagree.

If he is found innocent and I
an error could have prevented...

then that would not be a good advertisement
for the faculty.

Currently you are not a good advertisement
for the faculty.

A professor who is his students
does not give attention during the exams...

is not advertising at all.

One day.

And not a second longer.

Mrs. Sneyers.
Do you have a minute for me?

If you are going to ask
what I think you're going to ask...

you're not going to get there
with 'do you have a minute?'

But anyway. For money I do everything.

Why did you say
that you had to go through human resources?

I still have to go through human resources.

Because that's what I was planning.
-But you haven't been. Why?

I changed my mind.
-Why?

I wanted a few things
line it up.

The colleagues of the local
have found this this this morning.

Do they already know who stole it?

We both know
who stole it.

Inspector.
Would you like to check something for me?

Would you like to inquire if there have been recently
something happened in the port...

at the container terminals?

Yes. How do you know?

Saïd and I, we... We are friends.
So we know each other.

I don't see what's wrong with that.

You guys are friends?
-Yes, more or less.

Saïd El Amrani
works for Gunther Coopman.

It could be.
-That's true.

Those two get into an argument.
Gunther Coopman is m*rder*d.

Together with your wife.

And the next day you go with Saïd
drink cozy mint tea.

Yes, I don't know...

I did explain that my wife
had agreed with Coopman?

Cat catcher.

The right word is cat catcher.

Everyone who is in the place
from someone else buys up real estate.

It could be.
-The case is that Mr. Samay is lying.

Professional was Mr. Coopman
rather interested in you.

You're a computer specialist, aren't you?
-Yes, I was. So?

Mr. Coopman was a drug dealer.

Recently, the container terminals
computer-protected.

Mr. Coopman persuaded you
to hack the computers...

so you can pick up his drugs.

I know what the gossip is.

That your own superintendent
wanted to k*ll me.

And that he's the wrong one
has shot. True or not?

So you can stop this comedy.

You're not going to see me here
the blame of giving.

No way.

What is the purpose of this?

Your hypothesis is incorrect.

Samay helped Coopman
with the secret codes.

But what did Samay's wife do
with Coopman in her car?

I can come up with something.

Cat catcher or not,
she didn't look wrong.

I understand what you're trying to do,
but sooner or later you will see...

that your superintendent
the way has been lost.

And if he wasn't a colleague,
we had long since arrested him.

Anyone have a brilliant idea?

We should have made that link ourselves.

The link is not certain. You don't have to
to break in to hack.

I know. I'm not Ret*rded.

The coffee is up.

What about that?

Coffee is for colleagues.

Are you okay?

What do you want to drink?

Daan treats.

A Coke.

Delicious. Give me a coke.

Two cokes and a Sprite, please.

What did Flamant say?

That it's not going to take long
before we solve it.

You're also allowed to tell the truth.

What truth?
-That you think I did it.

That's not true.
-Ask the professor.

Pomp. Fouchet might do
as if he's sympathetic...

but he wants to take me.

Don't worry, I won't let that
just happen.

You are at the beginning
of your career.

Don't mess it up
by continuing to defend me.

If I've learned one thing...

It's useless
to make plans in life.

One crazy is enough
to ruin everything.

You don't get it, do you?
I hate exams.

Jasper, don't faint.

Come, again from the beginning.

Sorry.

With sugar and milk, please.

Inspector Donckers. Come and have a look.

I can't change this.
Know that we are going to keep looking.

What are you talking about?

Paul Rabet, I arrest you for the m*rder
on Gunther Coopman and Daphne Rottiers.

Your DNA has been found in their car.
-I was there.

I checked the papers.

What kind of nonsense is that?

Something so ridiculous
I've never heard of it.

Commissioner, goddammit.
Do you believe that?

Blandly kidding.

Let him go.
-Paul, don't.

How can we make the motive
of a crime sites...

opposite the social background
of a perpetrator?

Social background can be to
several reasons are a motive...

for an offender
to commit a crime...

Excuse me?

Someone who comes from a poor environment...

will be able to many to be able to
status, if he has acquired it...

Shame.

That's interesting.

One of the most underrated
motives is shame.

Indeed. True.

Shame is a super strong emotion
that continues to work for a long time.

People with multiple
shame experiences...

do not feel safe and have
a flawed 'sense of belonging'.

That's a feeling
that dates back to prehistoric times...

when the people
in close-knit groups lived.

Shame, that leads to...

anger, pain.

And a limited empathy?

Consider also the consequences
in terms of intimacy?

That's possible, but I think mostly
a disturbed future perspective.

People who are ashamed a lot...

fear no longer included
to be in a group.

For some, that leads to
to extreme violence.

Why?
-Neurology has shown...

that there is a connection in the brain
exists between violence and shame.

But maybe I deviate too much.

Mrs Van Den Eynde. You didn't
just took an excellent exam...

you have also solved a double m*rder.

Is that good?

The day after the burglary
a container has been picked up.

They had the right code,
but that was...

Not the right owner. What do you say?

Yes, there were probably drugs in there.
What? Yes, if you have to.

You never guess who he wants to see.

An eternal student, surely? For a
it won't be a pleasant conversation.

Coppens, Antoine.

Werner still hasn't come to work.

That's normal
after what he's been through.

I wouldn't be able to work either.

Have you ever had a conflict with him?
-He didn't say much.

Sometimes it was like he was there with his
thoughts were not at. As if he...

Has Mr. Samay ever been angry?
-Not against me, I wouldn't know...

No extreme expression of emotions?

The night of the facts he was
left earlier, around six o'clock.

Normally we work until half past seven.

He was lucky. Just that night...

Just that night the bus was too early
and I had to take the next one.

My mobile was empty,
so I couldn't call my wife.

Do you have your mobile with you?

What did you do
on the day of the facts?

I've already told you all that.
-Backwards.

Do I need all that...

Witnesses remember more when they
tell the facts backwards.

At nine o'clock suddenly the police were standing.
at my door. I had just eaten something.

You have stated that you have TV
was watching.

Witse.
-I like to watch that.

What did you eat?
-I don't know, something from the freezer.

You didn't have anything in the house, you said.
-You had to go to the store.

Yes, that's true. It's also been
a few days ago and...

What did you do before that?

The bus taken. At ten past six.

The bus goes at twenty to seven.
-That was that, then.

You don't know that, because you never take
the bus. Your wife always picks you up.

A made-up story is easy
chronologically.

Conversely, it is
a little harder.

That's interesting.

One day Gunther Coopman
on your doorstep.

Not for your wife,
but to give you a job.

Computer hacking at the company
Cargo Failure.

Should I listen to this?
-Then you will get a dangerous idea.

What if you take that load of cocaine
love for yourself?

Then Coopman has to disappear.
-Then you go to Saïd El Amrani.

Who gives you a car and a g*n
and he parks the car at work.

A little over half past six you leave
to the place of the appointment.

I worked up to six hours.
-You want us to believe that.

It is so.

You turn the clock in the warehouse
half an hour ahead...

so that your colleague does not see
that it's half an hour earlier.

That's not true.

He doesn't miss his bus,
he's half an hour early.

He waits for his bus of always
and is home at the same time.

Nonsense. Nonsense.

You're doing a dead battery
in your colleague's mobile.

Do you know what you're doing?
-We have your fingerprints.

On the battery
of your colleague's mobile.

You see, Mr. Samay...
Shame is an underestimated motive.

Shame because your business went over the head,
because you work in a warehouse...

and because your wife forsake you
when you needed her.

Not true.

You saw that it was difficult
with your wife.

Why did you go to the driver's side?
To check if your wife was dead.

She had to coopman of course
to that place.

To make up for it. Huh, Werner?

No, Marc. I'll come in a day. We still have...
-Excuse me.

We confiscated all the drugs
and your buddy Saïd has already known everything.

I want to...

I want to make a statement.

Apparently there are on the server
always find traces of the hacker.

That's why Samay had to remove it.

Thanks huh, Marc.

Could I just speak to you?

I wanted to make Samay from lace.
-I know that.

But I couldn't.

I hoped so.

See you soon.