01x13 - m*rder by Numbers Part 2

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Daan.
-Come on.

Daan.

I'm sorry, but you can't stay.

Daan, for the umpteenth time.
Call me back as soon as possible.

They're not celebrating their birthday yet.

I've already called five times
and neither of them records.

What?
-Paul...

I have bad news.

Daan...
-What?

Where is he?

When we start this course...

then we know the risks.

That's not to say
that we are prepared for it.

But we know the risks.

My door is always open.

And?
-Stable.

His mother is now wrong.

Annelies?

Wouldn't you be better now...
-Christina?

I know what you're going to ask me.

And the answer is no. Okay?

I'm going to take that b*stard.

Mrs. Sneyers. Ladies.

May I give you
mr. Christiaensen propose?

Sonja's replacement.

ATP Interim has sent him.
-That's fast.

They called this morning
and I came immediately.

I just hope you're there
don't regret it.

But if you don't mind
that your employer occasionally...

stabs a knife in your back,
then that will not be too bad here.

There's your desk.

Ingridje. You go to me all the time now
continue to ridicule?

Walter. You do that all by yourself.

Besides, only God can do you for that
preserve. Or a very large jute bag.

Okay then.

Jasper?

What are you doing?
-You can see what I'm doing.

Why do you scrub the countertop?
-Listeria, salmonella, E. coli...

This is their favorite place to stay.

Jelena did the kitchen yesterday.

I've seen her. With her sponge.

While an average sponge is more than
contains ten million bacteria.

Including the most dangerous.
The campylobacter.

Mama?

Shall we call Doctor Gijselbrecht?
-Yes. Go ahead.

Campylobacter.

Jasper. There's phone for you.

Coffee?
-That's allowed, yes.

The kitchen is the first door on the left.

For me black please.

Yes, hello. With the faculty
criminology Antwerp.

We had applied for
a deputy secretary, man/woman...

That may be deleted.
We have found a solution.

Sonja, you also have a.

Good.
Okay, that's nothing. No problem.

Thank you, huh. Day.

Do we already know what the culprit
in that shed did?

Maybe he wanted to hide there.

He must have been spotted just after he
the body has been dumped.

Weird for someone who doesn't make mistakes.
-The Hyundai is now being investigated.

There were no papers in it
and the license plate was stolen.

What do we know about the third victim?

Stefaan Nachtegaele.


The year 2006.

And the signature is this time
a lot of bricks.

We haven't found a connection yet
with the previous victims.

Was he married?
-Yes. A certain Kaat Diels.

We are looking for connections
between the victims.

In this way we hope the perpetrator
to be able to identify faster.

May we show you some pictures?

That's Renaat Dierckx.

He's a retired
school principal.

He was director of Windekind.
Does that tell you anything?

Maybe Stefaan
I was sitting there.

Stefaan came from Ghent.
He went to school there.

Guy Panhuizen worked as a salesman
in a do-it-yourself business.

His ex-wife, Tiny Mertens.

Guy Panhuizen fitneste in the B-Fit.

We're sorry we did that
have to ask...

but the first victim is m*rder*d
because he lived with a man...

Also one?
-No, thank you.

The second victim because he
regularly went to prostit*tes.

There's a kind of pattern in there.
-Are you with someone together?

Then I hope you are happy for a while
as Stefaan and I.

Wax.

He was everything.

We need to talk about it someday.

That Daan was there alone.
-Annelies is good, eh.

But she never had Daan alone
may let go.

The worst part is that she knows.

And you don't want to walk around with that.
-We'll give it some time, okay?

You don't believe that.

Hello Jasper.

Christina.

Bye, Paul.

Bye, Daan.

Can I help?

Willingly.

I'll take care of that dossier.

I'm in my office.

Lunch break. Right away.

In connection with the first case: In 1730
in Utrecht lime carrier Gillis...

We already know that.

And you also know what a lime carrier was.

Professor.

Everything will be fine.

Everything will be fine.

Is that the suspect?

Ronny, go on...

No. That's Bart Dekeyser.

Daan had discovered a blog of his
with a lot of bullshit...

about the degraded mores of youth.

Can I just?

You don't get in.
You'll need his password.

The password is Annelies.

I think he can help us.

Mr. Dekeyser, you are not here
as a suspect.

Everything you're going to see and hear
stays between these walls.

This is an ongoing investigation and leaking
of information is punishable. You know that?

Yes. No problem.

A third victim has been found.

Stoning and crucifying,
we know you're at home in...

Ronny. Swallow or close your mouth.
One of the two.

Why is that victim lying
under a lot of stones?

John 8, verse 7.
-John 8, verse 7.

John 8, verse 7.
-What?

Scribes teach a woman
Jesus. She was caught in adultery.

He doesn't think it's possible either
that a woman is cheating on her husband.

Can you make the past for once
leave it behind?

Don't put it on you,
the woman is not stoned to death.

To test Jesus they ask
what he thinks of that.

He who is without sin...
-May throw the first stone.

Throw.

The average serial k*ller begins
his series around his...

Thirty.
-Thirty.

If we assume that the figures
years are...

then in 1991 he was between five
and the seven years.

That's the ideal age
to suffer lifelong trauma.

That may have happened
at primary school.

In 2000, nine years after the trauma,
is the culprit around fifteen...

old enough
for the first criminal behavior.

Something about prostitution.
-That b*stard went to the whoes.

Possible, but not sure.

At Dierckx there was a direct connection
between m*rder and motive. Sodomy.

You don't have to lie in a shower
to have to do with prostitution.

Removing the clothes
means something in my opinion.

In 2006, our perpetrator is 20 to 22,
possibly an initial conviction.

Something with adultery.

It is not certain that the stones
that means.

It could also be something else.
-The prison?

Maybe those stones are
the prison walls.

Men, please.
This isn't cluedo, eh.

It's all we have.
We have to do something, right?

I'm not done yet.
-Can I get some chewing gum?

You too must
check all employment agencies.

We are dealing with a psychopath.

Someone with an emotional Fl*ttening
and a lack of empathy.

Shouldn't you write that down?

It's neither simple nor mentally,
nor technically...

to carve into someone's chest
after a m*rder.

What does that have to do
with temporary employment agencies?

According to a study,
psychopaths in two places often occur.

Between executives at banks
and in temporary employment agencies.

The latter makes sense because they seem
lovable persons.

Just say Hans, though.
-Say Mrs Sneyers.

Of course, they don't keep it up
and after a while the masks fall.

And then they need a new job.
New temporary work.

That's impossible.
Do you know how many employment agencies there are?

I can make those condemnations.

I'll see what I can do.

Also go to the ex of the second
victim and ask her about the clothes.

Thank you for come anyway.

How is Daan doing?

Mrs. Sneyers. See you tomorrow, huh.
-Yes, Hans. See you tomorow.

A real asset, that new one.

I'm happy about that.

And so polite and cordial.
-Something else...

And to be completely trusted.

People aren't that nowadays.

I know I have you in confidence
should have taken it, but...

He had explicitly asked me
not to say anything to anyone.

And where is he now?

He's back.

But his mother said it was
has never been so bad.

I'm going to try to come along
this afternoon.

If that doesn't work, there is still pasta
in the fridge, I guess.

Where is Daan?

If you heat up that pasta,
you have to turn off the fire.

Where is Daan?

I'm really way too late. I have to...
-Annelies, where is Daan?

Have you been arguing?

Okay, Dad.

Daan is...

Daan is very busy.

Daan is helping his parents.

They are also very busy.

Your pen is leaking, it looks like.

I had read in the newspaper
about that well-known professor.

Who cooperates with the police.

Professor Teerlinck.

It works here, right?

Working is a big word
for professors.

That's true.

Weird that I got him here
have never seen it.

Ecce g*y.

Professor.

I'm glad you're back.

That's what I missed the most,
Mrs Sneyers. Your irony.

I would like to introduce you to someone.

The replacement of So...

Commissioner. The results
from the lab, from the Hyundai:

Only traces of the latter
victim. The rest has been cleaned.

So no DNA or fingerprints, nothing.

So the culprit knew
what he was doing.

We don't, huh.
-That will come.

I should never have gone home.

I should never have left. I knew
that Daan wasn't going to stop me.

I have benefited from that and now it is
Daan in a coma and that's my fault.

I'm not going to say there are no mistakes
are made...

but the agreement was
that Daan would wait.

That he went in,
was his decision.

So I wouldn't be blamed
that a m*rder*r had escaped.

Concentrate on Daan.
Focus on the case.

Sorry?

I'm Tiny Mertens.

Yes, I recognize you.

Your colleague asked if I could find anything else
recalled in connection with Guy.

Yes?

Yes, it is.

Yes, come along.

That's Daan's desk, Ronny.

This way.

Oops, sorry.

Do you want to have a drink? Coffee? Something fresh?
-No, that is not necessary.

That's Tiny Mertens.
-Yes. Come on in.

That's panhuizen's ex.
-What can we do for you?

I've thought again
about the clothes that are lost.

Guy and I used to play tennis.

And in the club also sometimes came
a boy playing tennis who...

That was a bit of a weird one,
very much on its own.

And Guy once did, when that guy to
the showering was his clothes clogged.

But that was a long time ago,
we were teenagers.

What was his name?
-I don't know. I've been thinking, but...

Have you seen him yet?
-Not at the club.

What was the name of that club?
-TVK.

Would you like to stay here for a while?
Ronny will record your statement.

I want a list of members of that club.

Jasper. I know you're there.

Short and concise please.

Short and concise.
-You don't have to repeat that.

Jasper... We may have
things said to each other...

which we should not have said.

I don't expect either
that you apologize...

so I'll do
as if you offered them.

And the good news is:

I accept them.

Bye bye.

How long has it been since you left
have been to doctor Gijselbrecht?

Jasper, we're worried.
-We?

You and pipo?

We, yes. Your mother and I.
We just want to help you.

The blissful subterfuge of compassion.

That there is only
to soothe your conscience.

And my mother's, of course.

Yes, I understand that. But you can
maybe scanning it? A scanner?

Ma'am, it's pretty urgent.

Fax?
-Yes, that's good.

Yes. A second, please.

Wait a minute, ma'am.

We might have something. Possible
the perpetrator was a member of a tennis club.

We are going to compare the list of members
with the names of the school.

Come on, boy.

Yes. Hans's Christiaensen.

He was on Windekind and he was
member of TVK.

I call POSA.

Wait, wait, wait.

Police.

Above.

That's his mother.
Apparently they were still living together.

They have a garage.
-Does the pathologist already know?

It looks like a natural death.
-Okay. And Christiaensen?

What?
-Christiaensen?

No trace. The neighbors say they
haven't seen him in a while.

So we're going to get everything here now
turn inside out.

Keep me posted.

We once had a relationship.
Long ago.

What kind of person was Hans?
-In the beginning...

everything went well, but then...

He could sometimes react very strangely.
Very hard.

Stefaan was completely different.

Understanding.

She cheated on him.

You have deceived Hans.

He never forgiven me.

The death of his mother
could be the trigger, eh.

All of a sudden he has no one left
to take care of.

Or to answer for themselves.
-What?

Or to answer for themselves.

Just come in.
There are only three of us.

He wants to avenge himself on everyone
who has treated him wrong.

I don't know that director yet,
but Panhuizen has humiliated him...

and Nachtegaele has picked his sweetheart.
The years are in line with the facts.

He knows we're on the trail of him.
-The question is whether his list is finished.

It's like the chicken and the egg.

Is the suspected psychopath
because he has been abused...

or was he abused
because he is a psychopath?

Professor, you can...
-There is a good chance that the suspect...

a large prefrontal cortex
has developed.

He thinks ahead and can do well
plan and analyze.

He is a so-called successful
psychopath. And that's a problem.

It doesn't fit his profile
that his car has been spotted...

or that he's a cop
had to sh**t.

Unless he's there
has an intention with it.

What's the name of the suspect again?
-Hans Christiaensen.

Annelies Donckers?

Yes, I'm coming.
I have to go to the hospital.

I'm going to go with it.
-Me too.

Inspector?
-Yes?

Nothing.

Black.

I've been trying Sonja all day
but she doesn't take up.

Maybe she should stay put?

For her back?

Yes. I'll give her cellphone a try.

Mrs. Sneyers? Is it a problem
if I leave a little earlier?

My mother didn't feel well.
-No, no problem.

Good evening.
-Bye, Marie-José.

Mrs. Sneyers.
Sonja's replacement, what's the name of it?

Hans's Christiaensen. He's just
you have run into him.

So I'm the last one?

Maybe.

Why? The last one?

I'm going to keep working.

And then I'm probably
the last one to finish.

Mrs. Sneyers. Safe at home.

Not good.

The b*llet presses against the spinal cord.
-So?

They need to operate as quickly as possible,
but they don't want to take that risk.

So what are they going to do?

Wait until tomorrow morning
and hoping for the best.

What time were they going to start?
-Around this time.

A serious operation.
That's going to take a while.

You know what I'm feeling the last few days?

All those times I'm such a b*tch
been against Daan, come back.

I've never seen him like this before
fortunately seen as the last few weeks.

That says it all, doesn't it?

Heard anything from the professor?

No. I think those
don't know either.

And then he usually leaves.

Paul? I have something. Transfers.

That house, that belonged there anyway
a garage box at?

Yes. It was empty.

He rents another one.

They have a garage.

That looks like a natural death.

What?

No trace.

I know where it is.

No, he called.
He would be a little later.

There was something about his mother.

He's really good.

If you see him,
send it to me.

To you? Why?
-He himself knows why.

How nasty.

Do you think it's hereditary?
-What?

Suicide.

Inside.

You wanted to speak to me?
-Sit down.

I would have liked to ask you a few questions
want to ask.

What questions?

Psychopathy is caused by a
disturbed functioning of the amygdala...

in the limbic system
of the brain.

But something is needed
that gets things going.

Something that causes a human being
psychopathy develops.

What went wrong with you?
A difficult relationship with your mother?

No.

A sickly relationship with your mother.
-Let my mother hereb...

outside.

My father, who has us
Left by himself. My father.

Your school principal was
a better father.

No?
-Dierckx wanted to help me.

He said. But he...

did things...

What kind of things, Hans?

Ordinary...
-What kind of things, Hans?

Record anyway.

Don't record.

What? Nothing?
-Nope.

Call the secretariat. Got it's number?
-Yes, I have.

University...
-It's Annelies. Is Professor T. there?

Yes. The new one is with him.
-The new one?

The temporary worker for my colleague.
-With a temporary worker.

Hans's Christiaensen.

Out of the way, goddammit.
-Why?

We're coming.
I'll explain it in a day.

Panhuizen exposed you,
literally even.

And Nachtegaele took your wife away.

And me?

What have I done to you wrong?

Hans?

Sorry?

If it went well as a student,
I know by now.

Ridiculous.

You have me...

ridiculed. A week...

A mollusk with brain damage.

And now?

I want you to apologize.
-Apologies...

It becomes an annoying habit.
Everyone wants me to apologize.

But if I don't mean it,
then that makes no sense, Hans?

And that's your problem.

Not now.

Not for a moment.

I assume the others were afraid,
because that was the intention, wasn't it?

Dierckx for sure.

I let it run
like a frightened rabbit.

Bese for his life.

They all have
bes bes besated for their lives.

There is little point in k*lling me,
Hans.

If I don't go like a scared rabbit
walking doesn't make you feel good.

You will even be left frustrated.

I don't think so, professor.
-I think so.

Because...

I will see your fear.

I will see your fear.

Police. Everyone out.

Loose. Loose.

Godfor...

Professor. Professor?

Professor?

I fear your son
for the rest of his life...

will remain paralyzed
to its lower body.

I am sorry.

Are you sure?

I've had my own k*ller
waiting, to see what it would be like.

People sometimes have to
going to extremes...

to be able to understand themselves.

Mr. Teerlinck?

See you soon.