Deadline 14/10

And therefore in consultation with my family

I decided to continue.

Since when were you interested in Antwerp politics?

I'm committed to all politics.

Marianne Smidt, is she a member of Reginald's family?

Yes, his daughter.

Marianne Smidt, This is Mr Claes, my lawyer.

We'll sell our house, divide the proceeds in two.

Can't you just cooperate a little today?

"OCD obsessive-compulsive disorder manifests itself in kleptomania

due to the lack of impulse control."

Good evening. - If you want to an interview

You must make an appointment. - If two people sit at restaurant

holding each other's hand, my readers don't need an interview.

I'm pregnant. - But I still love you.

When he sits in the basement, does he sometimes watch porn?

He watches the videos he filmed himself. Why?

And then you raped her?

Did you and Lena argue about that?

So Ludo didn't...

Ludo sent me away.

I think it makes no sense to continue to press charges against Mr. Nijs.

Can you go home? - Mr. Nijs?

You didn't tell me everything, huh?

It's not what you think.

Please tell me what you know, Ludo.

Lena chatted to Cato.

I told her Cato...

Danced.

Lena was furious. - Lard-ass.

Lena. Please, quiet, quiet. - Pedophile.

She didn't say a word. She went to her room

and then afterwards...

Lena. Lena, where are you going? Lena, say something. Lena?

Lena.

And that T-shirt?

That was in her room.

I hid it in the basement after that. - How did it get to the thrift store?

Yes... But go on...

Those men at the lab came to search Lena's room ...

I got scared.

You believe me, right?

The polls from Knack and VTM. - Yes.

Van Laer from 33 to 27.7. - And we from 26.8 to 24.3.

Where will it go? - Especially to the greens,

but the Catholics and Liberals remain status quo

And Van Laer lost 5.3%. Yes, that's a lot.

They let him know it's taking too long to find Lena Nijs.

There's still a poll, of course.

You cleaned the basement with a pressure washer

And repainted it again. Why?

Infrared.

Under your new couch. blood spots were discovered

and our laboratory confirms they're traces of Lena's blood.

Lena had a nosebleed. I told you that already?

She backed against the wall.

And I wanted to get rid of that.

Lena left on the 21st around 19:00. Where were you the rest of the evening?

Home, again. - Can anyone confirm that?

Your wife? - Ah no, she was at work.

And according to Lena's mobile phone traffic you didn't call her that night.

So from 19:00 to 20:15 you have no alibi.

Did you follow Lena? - No.

In order to silence her? - No.

Her... - No, fuck. No.

Sit down.

Your husband will be transferred to Begijnenstraat station.

You can ask about visitation at the counter downstairs.

Do you think he did something to Lenatje?

We have to investigate further.

Come, I'll take you home. - No, I'll make my own way.

Seppe? What are you doing here?

I don't want to go to Geneva.

Babe, anyway. Come on, come.

You were going to take care of him, Frederick.

Marianne, he went to sleep at Mom's. So I could finish packing.

You're the "by the book" man? You want everything down on paper.

Should we write this down on paper too? With a lawyer present perhaps?

No, you know what? I'm going to pick him up. Immediately, Right now.

Is that okay? - He's been up too long.

I'll put him on the morning train, he can go directly to school.

Okay, Marianne. Sorry, huh. It's my fault.

I'm preoccupied with the move... - Dickhead.

Fuck.

Why don't you want me?

Sep...

This isn't about you, babe Really.

Dad must learn to keep his agreements that's all.

Come here some time. Come here any time. Come on. Upsa daisy.

Geneva is crappy and I don't know any one there.

You know dad, right?

And his new girlfriend? - But that's not cool.

It'll work out. You'll get to know her.

You're going to go to school and so, you'll make new friends.

It only takes a little time. Okay, sweetheart?

It's okay.

Go on, go brush your teeth. Huh? Tomorrow's a school day.

Put the lid down. - Sorry.

Good morning, Ms. Smidt. - Good morning.

Thank you. - I saw Seppe.

Cute little guy. - Yes, huh?

Do you have children? - No.

What's not now, is yet to come.

If I could start again...

No, I don't want any more children.

Go on, sweetie. Hurry up.

Hey? - Are you going to marry Volkan?

But no, little idiot.

And it's because of him, you don't want me?

Why do you think?

Seppe, look at me.

Why do you think that, Seppe?

Honey?

Someone used Lena's bank card.

In Boerentoren.

He enters the correct PIN,

he just checks the balance and then he presses 'stop'

and takes out the card.

He doesn't take any money? - No, he just leaves.

Good, a national APB.

Send copies of that video to all TV stations and newspapers, yes?

And here. - What's that?

A tattoo.

What did your contact at Oudaan say? - No confirmation

it has something to do with Lena Nijs, that APB,

but it has priority.

Serter is currently conducting a search near Boerentoren.

This is already on the website. - Okay.

I'll follow that investigation closely. - Logical.

Why? - Do you still have an agreement

with Commissioner Serter?

Or is it all about love?

Are you insinuating I got something going with Serter?

I'm not insinuate anything. I'm only asking.

Is there anything between you and Commissioner Serter? Yes or no?

What if I already have something with Serter, and I say 'if', it's private.

Private between a police commissioner and a journalist

working on the same case. That's conflict of interest

and if that is the case, and I say 'if'

then you and your Commissioner are up to your eyeballs in shit.

So I give you some advice: Keep your pants on at Oudaan.

How's it going?

Mr. Commissioner, what's the purpose of the investigation...

Not now, Ms. Smidt. If you want an interview, ask the spokesperson.

Does it concern Nijs Lena? Could the man you're looking for

be her kidnapper?

Well Volkan's a handsome guy, huh?

I don't know, I don't pay attention. - What?

You'd kick him out of bed, right? - Come on.

According to Vic's contact person Ludo Nijs didn't say a word.

Nothing, nix, zero.

Who's the contact person? - only Vic knows.

Those two came to an good agreement.

Yeah, right. Editor, that's more political than journalistic.

Hi. - Good day.

Dad. What are you doing here? - I'm visiting "the city".

I'll invite you for dinner.

I really don't have time.... - Don't want a scoop?

Lex?

Did my father try to get the CDU into the "Gazette"?

Sure. - And?

Direct. Every day for all I care.

If there's news.

Please. - Thank you.

Good day, sweetie. - Dad.

Thank you.

I have to lure you with a scoop, has it gone that far.

Whose fault is that?

I ordered Meursault. That's your favourite, right?

Yes.

Paid for by the CDU? - As you know,

why did you ask then? - 10% in the last poll.

Poelemans is panicking, right?

You didn't start again?

Yes, there's panic. The CDU isn't a party to sit in opposition.

We want them at the helm. - So a dinner and Meursault

and then I write a pro Poelemans piece in the "Gazette". Is that it?

Is that the plan? - Yes.

Coenen is a catastrophe for Antwerp.

For the CDU, yes.

What's that? A magazine, October '91. - Does that mean anything?

Yes, Nationalist Student Club, extreme right-wing, huh.

Dark brown, yes. Look at the last page.

The subscribers list.

Under the c's.

Bert Coenen.

Now look at page eight.

Goddamn.

Your health.

Mr. De Ley, why just now a new poster campaign?

The school year just started and the statistics prove

every year too many young people get into accidents

on the way to and from school

and there are still too many impaired drivers

from drugs and booze.

So you had to come all the way to Antwerp.

If I had to wait until you have time to come to Ghent.

Good. All fifty-fifty sure?

In our marriage contract, it states... - Pen?

And Seppe? - He's at Christel's.