The Twelve (De Twaalf)

I thought you couldn't smoke here.

I can't.

But you can.

Frie, if you've got anything else on Stefaan,

you have to tell me.

Any detail helps for a good defense.

I never should have left Roos with him.

I shouldn't have lost custody.

Do they give you your pills in the morning?

Can't you see how happy I am?

-Frie, please. -I won't hurt myself, Ari.

You've said that before.

In three days it's our turn.

The Chairman will question you

and the jury will get a sense of who you really are

rather than what the media has turned you into.

Where am I going?

It's not an easy task, deciding on someone else's fate.

I want a jury that will handle the case carefully and conscientiously.

But I do think it's a very noble idea

to let people from all walks of life decide

about the worst crimes in our society.

Hello, madam. Place your coat in the box please.

Bag, coat.

-Do you have any pockets? -No.

Okay, here you go.

Thank you. You can get your things.

This way, please.

Ladies and gentlemen, in a minute we will randomly select jury members.

We use a system of random selection and questioning.

-If your name is drawn... -Sorry.

-And you are? -Delphine Spijkers.

Right. Sir, could you move up? You can sit here, madam.

We will now select the jury.

Holly Ceusters.

Agreed.

-Agreed. -That makes you our first jury member.

-You can sit down. -Thank you.

Arnold Briers.

Yes.

-Agreed. -Agreed.

You can sit down.

Myriam Vermeiren.

Yes.

Not agreed.

Please go back to your seat.

Thank you.

Joeri Cornille.

-Yes. -Agreed.

-You can sit down, sir. -Thank you.

Naima Boukhari.

Agreed.

Vera De Block.

Noël Marinus.

Agreed.

That makes you jury member number 12. You can sit down.

Lucky.

Finally, we will choose two alternate jury members.

Delphine Spijkers.

Delphine Spijkers.

Are you Delphine Spijkers?

Yes.

Agreed.

Agreed.

You can sit down.

No.

Excuse me?

I...

I'm sorry, I thought that the 12 members had been chosen.

We always choose two alternates, in case we need to replace someone.

But I can't, I have three children.

We'll give you plenty of time to make childcare arrangements.

I don't feel well.

I need you to take your place. It's your duty.

-I have a headache. -Madam.

Do you have a doctor's note?

Then I'm afraid you don't have a valid reason.

Demir Karaca.

Are you all right?

Nice to meet you.

-What a case. -Yes.

I never thought I'd be here.

Maybe we should introduce ourselves.

I'm Joeri.

Kurt.

Arnold.

Vera.

Demir.

Carl.

I'm Holly.

Guys, it's like we're in an AA meeting or something.

This is not an AA meeting.

Aren't we wasting our time here?

I think she's guilty.

The trial hasn't even started. We're supposed to be impartial, aren't we?

Sure, but everyone's made up their minds, haven't they?

No.

Fine.

Do you know if alternate jury members have to stay here the whole time?

I think so.

Hi everyone, please listen carefully. We expect to see you here on Monday.

This flyer should have all of the information you need.

-Today in Ghent... -Hello everyone.

It's important to know the facts. Frie Palmers is accused of two murders:

her best friend, Brechtje Vindevogel, in 2000

and her daughter Roos in 2016.

In the Millennium Trial of Frie Palmers

the jury has a difficult job to do.

Palmers is accused of killing her daughter Roos De Munck with a shard of glass

after losing custody of her in an ugly divorce.

Her ex-husband, Stefaan De Munck, also claims

that Palmers killed her best friend, Brechtje Vindevogel,

eighteen years ago.

I can't imagine that Frie would have killed my daughter.

Brechtje and Frie were best friends in college.

I never saw Frie do anything violent at all.

Now they're saying that Frie killed my daughter as well as her own.

I don't believe that.

You disagree with Stefaan De Munck

who says his ex-wife committed both of the murders?

-What do you think? -I don't have anything to say.

Do you trust the system?

I can't go into that right now. We can make a statement later.

-What do you expect from the jury? -Excuse me, but

a woman who does something like this to her own child...

They should...

-They can't let her go free. -My wife means that we hope

that the jury will give Frie a life sentence.

I understand Stefaan's anger.

I've lost a child too.

But I don't see the connection between cases from 18 and two years ago.

And in any case, Frie has an alibi.

On January 1, 2000

the day Brechtje disappeared, she was nowhere near there.

But she was there on the night Roos was attacked.

Yes.

Frie and Stefaan had a really bad marriage.

The divorce broke her, but she loved Roos.

And she loved Brechtje.

-Hi, Daddy. -Hey.

-Hi, Daddy. -Hey.

Hi, honey.

How was work?

Not bad.

Lola, could you hang up my coat?

-What's for dinner? -Tripe with apple sauce.

If my bitcoins keep going up, I can use them to pay for our holiday.

-How did the jury thing go? -Good, I don't have to go back.

-Really? -Yes.

-Did you wear the jacket, like I said? -Yes.

Daddy, I can play a new song on the piano, want to hear it?

Stop.

Sorry.

Are you okay?

What?

I really need to get rid of the house.

Okay.

I can put it up for sale tomorrow, if you want me to.

That'd be great.

Don't put it in my old name.

It's Ceusters, not Demeulemeester. Okay?

No problem.

I'll redraft the survey and send it via courier.

Yes.

What?

No, nothing.

I'm happy we're talking again.

Talking.

One new message.

Hi Joeri, it's me.

I'm calling about the parent meeting.

Are you going or can I go?

The girls said it's okay if I go.

Bryan was going to come with me.

To return the call, press two. To delete the message, press three.

To save the message and continue, press hash.

-Bjorn. -Over here.

-Brother. -What are you doing there?

Look at you.

Our new CEO.

What are you doing here?

Who knows, kid.

-Sounds like you've been drinking. -Yes.

Charlien has been looking for you all evening.

Yes.

What's this?

That's my new house for Charlien and the little ones.

Did you buy that land?

No.

You're going to buy the land for me.

As the new CEO of this fantastic construction company.

Hey, Charlien.

No, it's fine. He's standing next to me.

He won't be coming home tonight, I'll take him with me.

-He can sleep at my house. -We'll see about that.

-He's had too much to drink. -He can't have any more.

All right.

Bye.

Come on, man. Ready? Let's go.

-Leave me alone. -Come on.