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Guys, cut it out, come on.
A busy night?
Guess so...
You probably can't wait
to get to bed, right?
I like them blonde...
...or dark, I'm not particular.
No, girls like you
are good for business.
- What's the idea?
- Do you have money?
Of course I have money,
what do you think?
I'll give you a free ride honey,
if you'll just be nice to me.
- I'm through for tonight.
- Don't you work after hours?
Just take me home, will you?
Shut up, you fucking bitch.
You're not fooling me.
You dirty slut, come on!
You filthy whore!
- Are you alright Miss?
- Yeah yeah, I'm okay.
Welcome to Amsterdam,
the capital of Holland
and world famous for
its many canals
there are more than 165 canals
with a total length of 16 kilometres.
They stretch the entire city
and were dug in the 17th century
for the transport of goods
from the harbour to
the merchants' warehouses.
Amsterdam has 750,000 inhabitants,
living in some 200,000 houses
and all the houses are built on poles.
Amsterdam has been built
on roughly 100,000 poles
so don't stamp too hard,
or the whole town will collapse.
Careful, it's loaded.
Your time is up.
Put it back, it's not a toy.
You forgot the bullets.
You've been in there half an hour now.
And you got home very late last night.
Is that a reason to shoot your father?
It's almost a quarter to nine, you know.
I'll be late for school.
You don't have to wait for me.
You promised to take me, remember?
They stole my bike yesterday.
Ah yes, of course.
Why don't you guys
do something about that?
Do you know how many bikes
are stolen in Amsterdam each year?
No idea, two? Three?
Yes, hello, Anneke Visser...
He's been playing with himself in
the bath for the past halfhour... yes.
Eric, for you, headquarters.
Eric.
Eric...
Yeah, I'm trying to
give her a decent upbringing.
I'm starting late today.
From a bridge?
Yes, okay, I'm on my way.
- Did they find mybike?
- No, not yet.
Didn't think so.
- Are you ready?
- Hours ago.
- Got all your books?
- Yes, just hurry up will you?
Have you fed the cat?
Good morning, Amsterdam.
- Bye!
- Be good.
The cops are on their way,
I've called them.
And my pie?
Who's going to pay for that?
You should have been more careful.
I'd like them back.
I haven't got whole day, cream-sucker.
Ah, Eric. We thought we'd start.
I just popped into the baker.
Is that her?
Yes, terribly mutilated... a knife job.
Must be real psycho.
- Who is she?
- A hooker. Potter's checking it out.
She's off the autopsy now,
for photographs.
- Was she raped?
- No, didn't look like it.
She was stabbed up there,
then dragged into the canal.
- And tied up here?
- Yes, tied by her feet, a bowling knot.
- A sailor?
- Yes, that may be a possibility.
Are there any er...
are there any witnesses?
No, none.
No witnesses, no fingerprints...
It must have happened between
one and three this morning.
They're about to start dragging.
He must have a weird sense of humour,
exposing her like that.
It's almost as if he's proud of it.
- Eric, we've found a witness.
- Are you sure?
Now, would you tell this gentleman
what you just told me?
- It was a monster.
- A monster?
I saw it all.
A big, black monster.
With huge claws and feet.
And it came out of the water.
Out of the water?
Did he... did he have a boat?
Out of the water.
I saw it with my own two eyes.
- What do you think?
- I don't know.
It's not what I'd call a reliable witness.
Yeah, but it's the only one
we've got at the moment.
What does she mean by this big,
black monster with those huge claws?
No idea, does your
mother-in-law have an alibi?
Let's just wait for the autopsy,
there's not much else we can do.
Expect a neighbourhood investigation.
I'll put eight men on it.
We'll see. It's hardly the kind
of case to get promoted on.
What are you sitting in the dark for?
Sshh, Willy is in a trance.
He says he can make
contact with his dead aunt.
Oh, he's at it again.
I thought he was going to
help you with your homework.
We've finished that.
- Look, I can't do it like this.
- Did you make contact?
Almost, but this isn't
the right environment.
I bet they aren't.
You need to have total concentration.
I think I'll try again at home.
I think you're just faking, mister.
Can I turn the lights on, Willie?
Sure, Willy can't concentrate here.
- You're just jealous of my powers.
- Some powers!
- You're not staying for dinner?
- No, my mum has made macaroni.
- Bye Mr. Visser.
- Bye Willie, say hello to your aunt.
- I will, see you tomorrow Anneke.
- Bye.
- How did it go at school?
- Alright.
- Did you buy some peanut butter?
- Is it out?
That's what you asked yesterday.
So why don't you do
the shopping from now on?
And no chocolate spread.
Darling, there's more to life than
peanut butter and chocolate spread.
Yes, apple syrup,
and you didn't get that either.
Here, you go and set the table okay?
- What's for dinner?
- Sprouts in chocolate sauce.
I don't like French food.
One, two, three, four, five
six, seven, eight
nine, 2.25 meters.
3:15...
two and a half meters.
I think we're wasting our time.
Are you sure this is the right spot?
We are precisely over the pipe.
We're not having much luck.
Nothing but clean water up until now.
In a moment we'll be above the sewer
bringing up buckets of shit.
Shh... not so loud,
they'll hear us.
I bet they shut down the whole plant.
It's a waste of time.
I reckon it could happen any minute now.
One leak, and we can nail them.
I think I'll take a leak myself.
What did I say? Come on!
The bastards.
We've got them.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.
Haul it up.
Haul it up now!
- It's stuck.
- Stuck?
- What would it be?
- Heavy toxins.
Look at that.
Let's go, Kees.
There's something fishy going on.
Pull the anchor in.
Did you fill the tank like I said?
Hendrick?
Hendrick?
- Why did you stop?
- I saw a man.
- Where?
- Over there, by the water.
- I didn't see anything.
- Yeah, I did.
Had a good chat?
He's gone.
It's this weird stuff we
always have to transport.
It makes you see things.
Well, I'm sure I saw someone.
- The morning shift found the boat.
- The night shift didn't see anything?
No they had a shut-down last night.
The two nightwatchmen said
they didn't see a thing
Hey, Eric.
What were they doing anyway?
They were taking water samples.
Looks like our man sampled them.
- Do you think it's the same guy?
- The same killer?
That's for the experts to decide.
It's unlikely that there are
two of these nutcases around.
I warned you, mate...
Listen, or I'll slap your face!
Here you are.
Who do you think you are, cocksucker?
Hey man, take it easy.
Take one more photo and I'll
ram that lens down your throat.
Pretty dramatic stuff...
I just don't like to be photographed.
- Hello Eric.
- Hi John.
- It's been awhile.
- 13 years I reckon.
Eric, this is John Van Meegeren,
from the river police.
We've met.
You've come to help us, have you?
They thought you might need some help
fishing all these bodies out of the water.
Hey, Vermeer, can you come here?
- You haven't changed much.
- No?
Still more handsome than me.
Still angry with me?
It's not nice to steal someone's girl.
You're telling me.
I heard she ran out on you too.
Three years ago, with a painter.
She lives in France now.
She comes over now and then,
to see Anneke.
You saved me a lot of trouble,
but don't you do that again.
If you say so.
- Have you guys found anything yet?
- Not yet.
We're scouring the bottom
but the water's too murky to see anything.
John! John!
He's found something.
What is it?
A depth gauge.
Part of a diver's standard kit.
- Are we dealing with a diver?
- How long has it been in the water?
We'll have it analysed first.
Take it to the lab.
I want to know how long it's been
down there and where it came from.
A diver who's prowling around
the canals of Amsterdam...
That's not going to do
our reputation any good.
Could be quite a party next summer.
A diver?
Isn't that a little farfetched?
If we rule out the Loch Ness monster,
it's our best bet at the moment.
But you don't have a single witness.
Nobody's seen or heard a thing.
Yes I know, but the canals make
an excellent hiding place.
You can move around the
whole city without being noticed.
What do you think, John?
Those two must have been taken
completely by surprise last night.
It's unlikely the killer just
came sailing up to them.
Some people sure have strange hobbies.
- Have you got enough manpower?
- For now, yes.
Keep me posted,
and if you need anything let me know.
Let's hope we won't be needing
any more of those flags.
These are all the registered
divers in Holland
Great... that makes around 8,000 suspects.
- Including you of course.
- I have an alibi.
I've tracked down the taxi driver as well.
What did he have to say?
He picked up the victim at around 1:30 am...
and he claims she tried to make a pass at him.
He threw her out of the car, he says.
The opposite was more likely.
- He also has a water-tight alibi.
- No surprise there.
Hello? Yes.
Good, go on...
Okay, thanks.
They've found a small piece of
black rubber on the tip of the anchor.
- The lab has analysed it.
- It's from a wetsuit.
We're on the right track.
- Has Potter traced that rope?
- What rope?
The one the girl
was tied to the bridge with.
We've traced the manufacturer.
All shops and other outlets are being checked.
At least everyone is earning their keep.
It's almost mid-day.
- Lunch-time?
- Only if you have a strong stomach.
16 stab wounds,
of which at least 8 were fatal.
It was such a mess in there that
some organs were completely displaced.
Broken neck, two broken ribs,
splintered nose bone, water in the lungs,
various bruises and grazes...
He must have gone at her like an animal.
- The murder weapon?
- A sharp knife.
Look, here's the point.
It was broken off by the force of the stabbing.
Probably a carving knife with a blade
of between 25 and 30 centimetres.
In the stomach we found traces
of red wine and two hamburgers...
...almost certainly McDonald's.
Was she dead before
she was dragged into the water?
Not quite, judging by the
amount of water in the lungs.
He finished the job off underwater.
She was in any case dead before
she was strung up from the bridge.
Put her back into cold storage, Theo.
And these are our fishing friends.
He did an even more gruesome job on these two.
I'll spare you the finer details.
One of them was completely decapitated.
Evidently, that took place underwater.
They both had the remains of a
vegetarian meal in their stomachs.
Lentils, millet, carrot juice...
but one of them later consumed a hot dog.
Again, a knife was used,
but this time a different type.
It must have been a knife with a serrated edge.
I've seen this type of wound once before.
It was made by a...
- A diver's knife...
- Precisely.
A diver's knife?
Every diver carries a knife to cut himself loose
in an emergency,
in case he gets trapped underwater.
Only in this case,
it was used for a very different purpose.
Now we know who we're looking for,
how do we catch the cocksucker?
You tell me.
It's probably one of your colleagues.
We know he's strong,
wears a wet suit and...
has probably lost his depth gauge.
- Not enough to arrest him on.
- No, we're not making much progress.
And the fact that there are about
10,000 unregistered divers aswell.
I know. Let's concentrate on
Amsterdam for now.
It must be someone who knows
his way around the city and canals.
- More coffee gentlemen?
- Yeah, thanks.
That quiz-master who was
murdered three years ago...
you didn't have much to go on then either, eh?
You followed the case?
- It was in all papers.
- We had no leads.
At first of course we
checked out all the candidates.
Who didn't win anything,
but they all had an alibi.
It took us 9 weeks
to track down the killer.
So how did you do it?
Patience, a little intuition...
and luck. We can all use a
little luck in our profession.
Can I help you?
- Just looking around.
- But you don't want to join?
- Nope, I'm a detective.
- I thought so.
You guys already went through my
whole administration this morning.
All in the course of duty, Sir.
What's your job here?
I'm the manager.
I already told them that this morning.
Why did you pick this place?
This is the largest diving club in Amsterdam.
In Holland. And the best.
You're not the only club
that's under investigation.
- Is it okay if I take a look around?
- How can I say no?
This is our equipment store.
Our members have free use of it.
- How many members does the club have?
- Over 1,400.
- Do you lose much stuff?
- What do you mean?
Do you always get backwhat you loan out?
I've never had any problems.
You don't think one of our members
is involved in this, do you?
We all do strange things now and again.
Our members are respectable people.
They don't swim around in those filthy canals.
You can't see past your nose,
and the water is filthy with germs.
No, we organise excursions
to the sea and abroad.
We dive for old wrecks or coral reefs.
That's real sport.
Why would anybody want
to go diving in the canals?
- So, quite an arsenal.
- We're fully licensed
Every diver has one, it's regulation.
Watch out, it's sharp.
I know.
And this?
Is this regulation too?
That's for sportfishing.
For sharks?
If they get too nosey.
Now if you'll excuse me.
I wont keep you from your work.
- Good afternoon.
- Hello.
Can I help?
Yes please.
It's light in the water,
but it weighs a ton on dry land.
- Are you a member too?
- No, not yet.
- Doing it for long?
- A couple ofweeks.
It takes practice,
and aching muscles.
- What made you start?
- A friend recommended it.
- Interested?
- Maybe.
- How'd it go Laura?
- Fine.
Found your first suspect?
He's from the police,
be careful what you say.
- Someone not paid their parking fine?
- No, parking is not one of his problems.
- Who?
- We're on a murder case.
Ah, serious stuff.
Can I... offer you a drink?
Sure, if you don't mind waiting.
I have to shower and change first.
I'll wait.
OK, the canteen in 15 minutes?
I thought the police didn't drink on duty?
I've never been very dutiful.
- You made any progress?
- I've made a few advances.
Martin!
- Longtime, no see. How's life?
- Busy, too busy.
Lieutenant Visser,
from Amsterdam police.
- Martin Ruysdael.
- How do you do?
They're investigating those murders.
Yeah, I've read about them.
Nasty, nasty.
You can't believe things like that still happen.
- Would you like a drink?
- I'll have a bourbon.
Have you any idea who this maniac could be?
We're working on it.
Are you a member of this club too?
No, not anymore.
I was for years.
I was even on the committee.
But in the end my practice got too busy.
- You're a doctor?
- A psychiatrist.
- Here's your drink Martin.
- Yes, thank you.
No, I just didn't have the time anymore.
My last dive must have been about 3 years ago.
- Have you ever dived?
- No, never.
I can recommend it,
it invigorates the mind.
Especially those southern waters,
with their coral reefs
and the marine fauna are a world apart.
It's pure beauty.
I'll think about it.
You're early.
- Hi.
- Have you two been introduced?
This must be the person who
introduced you into diving?
You've been talking about me?
Policemen are so inquisitive.
But I didn't tell him a thing.
I'm afraid I'll have to pass up that drink.
- You're leaving?
- We're going to a concert tonight.
- Another time perhaps
- Who knows.
- Shall we, darling?
- Yes.
Thanks.
What's the rush?
Sorry, didn't see you.
As long as the Lord sees us, eh?
Well said. Hallelujah!
Shame, isn't it,
a nice chick in a club like that.
Joop, we're rich.
Two flags?
The red is where she vanished,
and the yellow is where she was found.
Why did he drag her
all that way through the canals?
Maybe he was teaching her to swim?
He seems to like playing
with his victims.
We now know the victim,
and when and where it happened.
The neighbourhood inquiry
turned up a blank.
- Nothing on the rope?
- No, still working on it.
- The piece of rubber?
- From a standard wet-suit.
- The knife point?
- You can buy those knives everywhere.
- Depth gauge?
- Nothing so far.
How about those patrol boats?
We'll be lucky to get two.
They're short of men.
Well it's better than nothing.
He's bound to make
a mistake sooner or later.
I'm not gonna wait for that.
Visser.
Yes.
I'm not the only one
who's not happy.
We've really got to stop this guy.
I want some results quickly.
4 victims in 4 days.
People must be wondering what we're up to.
We're still following up leads.
There's not much else we can do.
- Still no witnesses?
- Just the old bag lady.
And maybe a few fish.
I just had a phone call from the mayor.
He asked me if it was safe to take
some VIP visitors on a canal trip.
- What did you say?
- Don't sit too close to the edge.
I know how you must feel, Eric.
You feel powerless,
All you can do is wait.
Wait for the right tip, the big clue.
But something's got to be done.
We can't close the canals.
- Or should we just close the whole city?
- That would be safest.
Drastic. But safe.
- Hey Eric, why the sad face?
- What's there to smile about?
The lab's analysed the depth gauge.
They're pretty sure it hasn't been
down there for more than 3 days.
- Then it must be the killer's?
- I think so too.
- There was a heavy salt deposit on it.
- Which means?
Which means we can rule
out all the fresh-water divers.
We're now looking for divers
who've worked on oil rigs
or in towage.
So once we know what type of
water the depth gauge was used in
we'll know a lot more.
How can you tell it was saltwater?
From the sediment in the gauge.
- They're working on it right now.
- So we're getting somewhere.
- Where are you going?
- Potter knows where to reach me.
I'm off to look at some art.
- So, do you like art?
- I like beauty.
- How did you find me?
- I'm a detective, remember?
I thought you were busy with a case?
I took the afternoon off.
Would you have dinner with me tonight,
or are you busy?
No, I'm not busy.
I've already reserved a table for two
so if you say no,
I'll have to ask somebody else.
- You don't waste time, do you?
- Sometimes.
Pick me up at home at 6 o'clock.
- Okay, where do you live?
- You're a detective remember?
Hello, I'd like to reserve a table.
For this evening, for two.
You have good taste.
This is an excellent restaurant.
I may have a dirty job,
but that doesn't mean I eat junk food.
Doesn't your daughter
mind being left alone?
She's used to my irregular hours.
She can look after herself.
Still, your work must be tough on her.
I couldn't stick a desk job.
Normal hours, normal people.
No, you're not the type for a regular life.
A regular life is no life.
- And you? Tell me about yourself.
- What is there to tell?
Plenty... work, life,
the men in your life.
I think you already know
all about that.
I know that you've been married,
that you lived abroad for awhile
and that you've been working at the
Rijks Museum for a year and a half.
Sounds like you've done
a thorough job on me.
We have this computer at the station.
You enter a name,
press a button and... voila!
It tells you everything.
Everything?
Almost everything.
There's enough left for an interesting conversation.
That's a relief.
- Are you dating that psychiatrist?
- Martin?
No, we're just good friends.
I've been in therapy with him for 6 months.
I had some problems when my husband died.
Somebody recommended Martin.
I see him every week.
Sometimes we go out to dinner or a concert.
We're good friends, that's all.
It was his idea to go diving?
He said I would find it relaxing.
I think he was right.
He doesn't dive anymore?
No. Apparently an old friend of
his once had a bad accident.
- What kind of accident?
- He wouldn't tell me.
But since then he never dived again.
It was because of his busy practice he said.
He doesn't like to talk about it.
Is he on your list too?
You're the only one
on my list tonight.
- Will this do?
- Where did you get that?
My father... from his gun.
I wanted something from the killer.
Like what? His photograph?
It's a long shot...
If you can't do it, just say so.
I'll give it a try.
- Are you sure?
- Give me the bullet.
Hey! Watch it,
you're fucking up the map.
He's there.
Are you sure he's here?
- Are you Scared?
- No.
It's here.
- What do we do now?
- What d'ya mean?
Lfwe see him?
We'll nail him.
But he's dangerous.
He's got a knife.
I thought you wanted
to help your father?
No need to be scared,
I know Judo.
- What was that?
- Just a rat.
There are rats here?
Maybe it was him.
Think so?
- You wait here if you're scared.
- And you?
I'm going to investigate.
Be right back.
Be careful.
Willy?
Willy, are you ok?
Willy.
- Dirty stinking rotten louse!
- Sorry, it was just a joke.
Some joke!
Asshole! Shithead!
- Help me out!
- So, happy now?
That shut you up, didn't it?
He's around here. Get me out!
- I thought you said you did Judo?
- Come on, dammit!
Okay, here you go.
Only if you promise to do
all my maths homework.
- Yes, okay!
- And my French too, promise?
Yes, I promise!
- Dammit!
- What are you whining about?
If you were really psychic you
would have known you'd fall in.
You're just a fraud.
I hope you can get that stain out.
It will be a reminder
of a wonderful evening.
- Good night.
- Make sure you stay away from the canals.
- Are you worried?
- I'd like to see you again.
Call me. Bye.
Bye.
Okay, you've got me
I give up.
I'm the killer you're after.
I'm turning myself in.
You'll go down for life, grandpa.
I'm prepared to pay.
Got any last requests?
A cup of coffee?
Hey, come on! We have to leave.
I'm coming.
My parents hate it when we're late.
I want to be on time.
The mayor's expecting me.
There you are.
I was just telling the
Commissioner and the District Attorney
I'm not happy with the
pace of this investigation so far.
Is this crazy Amsterdam canal killer
along with the windmills and tulip fields
going to be the new
tourist attraction this summer?
Can we prevent that scenario?
I understand your concerns.
I assure you,
we're doing all we can to stop this killer.
I should hope so.
Amsterdam means everything to me.
Its reputation hasn't always been spotless
but over the years we've managed
to clean up our image considerably.
We cleaned our canals.
And now we're dredging up bodies.
Look at the papers.
It's even the foreign press.
Amsterdam is getting
a bad name again.
The council and the police
department are becoming a joke.
And according to the commissioner
there's little immediate prospect
of any major breakthrough.
We're still following up leads.
These things take time.
Is this case in the right hands?
Who is working on it at the moment?
Eric Visser is one of our best men.
Perhaps we need somebody
with a fresh angle on the case.
Didn't you have someone in mind commissioner?
Yes. Eric Visser has a good reputation
But considering the lack of results so far
it does make me wonder if
he's the right man for the job.
Who else did you have in mind?
There are several capable
candidates that come to mind.
What do you think about that?
Let's not look for a scapegoat.
There are several things holding us up.
It's nothing to do with those in charge.
But don't you think a new man...
I have complete confidence in Eric
and I have no intention
of replacing anybody.
Fine, that is your right.
And your responsibility.
Let's wait and see.
But if there are still no results in
three days I will have to take steps.
If he screws up,
you're going down with him.
He won't screw up.
I hope.
How have you been feeling?
Not bad.
No bouts of depression?
No.
Still sleeping well?
Yes. And you?
Why do you ask?
You always ask me things.
I want to ask you something.
I'm the Psychiatrist.
If I keep on improving
you may lose me as a client.
And...
is that what you want?
No, I still like talking things
over every week.
Just to talk.
Are you going?
The lying down.
It relaxes you.
Can I have a cigarette?
Why don't you tell me?
- What?
- We agreed there would be no secrets.
- I saw that detective again.
- Did he bother you.
He asked me for a date.
Did you go?
Yes. It was a great evening.
Did he ask you about the killings?
- No, he didn't mention it.
- What did he want?
I think he likes me.
And you?
He's nice.
Are you... in love?
You're not jealous?
I'm really pleased for you.
Perhaps you won't be
needing me for much longer.
This is nuts.
I can think of better things to do at night.
A cigarette?
No. No thanks.
It's a complete waste of overtime.
These patrols won't help.
Quiet.
What?
I heard a thud.
Switch the engine off.
It's probably just a piece of driftwood.
Relax will you?
Relax? He's already killed 5 people.
Yes. And we'll be numbers 6 and 7.
Hear that?
What now?
Aren't you over-reacting a bit?
Look out.
Merry Christmas.
- How sure are we?
- Sure enough to talk to him.
What do we know about him?
He worked on an oil rig
in the north sea for 12 years.
- He got fired 2 months ago.
- He got drunk couldn't hold his liquor.
He worked some guy
over with a broken bottle.
Nice guy.
The rope we found matched
the type he worked with.
The depth meter also matches up too.
The oil residue matches ours.
- And the wet-suit.
- Who tipped us off?
An ex-workmate of his.
He ran into him last week
and thought he was acting weird.
He was talking about
getting even with someone.
Let's get even with him,
and see what his story is.
- Where is he?
- In that hotel there.
First floor front.
- Is he still in there?
- We're not sure.
He went in half an hour ago
and we haven't seen him since.
Hello, Herman, it's Johan.
- See anything?
- There's still no movement.
- Maybe he's long gone.
- We'll have to take a chance.
If he's gone we can forget it.
We're fucked.
We'll have to risk it.
You stay here.
I miss all the fun.
Hey, what's going on?
Police.
He's gone.
Eric.
Taxi?
He's heading north.
Do we have backup there?
Message received.
We're on our way.
Do you plan on hanging up there?
Okay, you can keep your
mouth shut all night for all I care
but it won't help you.
You're staying put!
I have nothing to do with it assholes!
Oh no? Then talk!
Fuck you.
Innocent people don't run.
Got a bad conscience?
Why did you do it? Revenge?
Is that why you
butchered 5 innocent people.
I want a lawyer.
Listen asshole.
I've had enough with you.
What's your game...
motherfucker?
Your turn.
So...
You don't wanna talk,
motherfucker?
- Congratulations
- For what?
Don't be so modest.
The mayor sends his congratulations.
He's pretty relieved.
Isn't this all a little premature?
Why, you've got him.
I though the mayor should know first.
Good news or not,
he hasn't confessed to anything yet.
He will. All the evidence points to him.
The problem with you is you're a pessimist.
What are you doing here?
Hi.
Can I come in?
- Do you know what time it is?
- It's late. Were you asleep?
Like most people at this time.
- Sorry.
- It's ok.
- I wanted to see you.
- Did you?
If I were you I'd throw me out.
- Cigarette?
- No thank you.
- A drink?
- No.
- Sandwich?
- I'm not hungry.
So you arrested somebody?
It was on TV.
That's right.
You don't look very happy.
I don't think he's the right guy.
What are you going to do?
I don't know. Wait
Are you sure there's
nothing I can do?
I needed that.
Jesus. Now what?
Where's that lamp?
Here we go.
What now?
What the hell's that?
Jesus.
Help... help!
Help!
Police? My name's Brouwer.
I've just seen something strange.
- Any sign of Eric?
- I don't know where he is.
- He didn't go home last night.
- I think I can guess.
I don't like you going down alone John.
How many more killers do
you think are swimming around?
I told you we're not sure
we've got the right man.
Don't you worry about me.
- Is this the right spot?
- Yes. The boat went down here.
Good. I'll go and take a look.
- How will you know if anything is wrong?
- He'll tug on this line.
One tug means everything is okay,
five tugs means trouble.
- He must be in the boat now.
- How do you know?
- The bubbles.
- Which bubbles?
The bubbles have now gone.
They'll be kept inside the boat now.
Oh yes, of course.
- What's happening?
- I don't know.
Everything's okay.
Is that normal?
Pull.
He's stuck!
Get him on board, quick.
- It's too late! He's had it.
- Pull him up, dammit!
There. The bubbles.
After those bubbles, it's him!
Follow the bubbles.
It's him!
Hello 621, come in.
We've got him.
- How's that?
- He's heading for the lock. It's a dead end.
We have to shut the gates on our side.
So... we've got him.
Start pumping it dry!
Eric, where were you?
John?
They've taken him away.
We tried to reach you.
- He shouldn't have dived alone.
- I couldn't stop him.
It's not your fault.
Anyway, we've got him.
Trapped like a rat in a box.
Those bubbles?
He hasn't moved an inch in all this time.
He knows the game is up.
We've got him.
He hasn't moved?
Nearly there.
Fuck me.
I'm sorry Eric.
I should have known
he'd never swim into there.
He's smart.
He's taunting us.
And in the meantime he's got away.
Hello 504, HQ here.
Come in.
Hello HQ, 504 here.
Hello Hans, somebody has broken
into a shed in the Amstel marina.
- Could be that diver you're looking for.
- We're on our way.
- He's in there.
- Still inside?
I think he's still in there.
- Shit.
- Are you ok?
Yeah.
He must be wounded.
- How do you start this thing?
- Just press the red button, and floor it.
Goddammit!
Starboard, now.
Pull... pull...
NO PASSAGE
There's the bastard!
306 here, come in.
Look out!
Shit.
What the fuck?
He's coming round.
- What are you doing here?
- I was just passing.
How are you Eric?
Any pain?
Did you get him?
No. By the time we found
you he was long gone.
What time is it?
Where is Anneke?
With a school friend.
Willy...
What time is it?
One a.m.
Time flies when you're having fun.
I shot him, broke his mask.
We found some glass,
but we're not sure if you hit him.
Let's go, no time to lose.
You need to stay here for now.
The harpoon only grazed the bone
but the doctor says you need to rest.
Jesus.
- How are you Mr. Visser?
- Fine, thank you.
You were lucky.
You're going to be okay.
We'll take the stitches out in a day or two.
And it looks like it will only leave a minor scar.
You'd better leave,
he needs to rest
I wanted to ask him a few more questions.
I just gave him an injection.
He'll sleep for the next 12 hours.
I'll come back tomorrow.
- Can I give you a lift?
- Yes.
- Ah, it's you. He's not back yet.
- I know I'm a little early.
You know your way in.
I have to leave.
My mother's not well.
Nothing serious I hope?
Too much toffee.
I've told her not to eat toffee.
No matter what I tell her,
she never listens
and now she's sick.
- Wish her my best.
- I will.
Help yourself to a sherry.
I just did.
Martin?
Martin?
Martin?
Are you teasing me?
Is this some sort of new therapy?
Hello, A-wing Surgery.
You want to speak to?
Mr Visser?
It's very important.
I must speak to him.
I'll go and check for you.
Sorry, but he's still asleep.
Can I take a message?
Yes, tell him that Laura called.
Yes, Laura.
Tell him the person they're looking for...
Hang on, my pen stopped working.
Hurry, it's important.
It's very urgent.
You must tell Eric Visser.
I know who it is.
Hello madam?
- Hi kids
- We're visiting Eric Visser.
Yes, third floor, room 316.
- I told you he'd be there.
- But I really saw it.
- Don't mention it to him.
- I just want to warn him.
How can he be in danger
here at the hospital?
- Maybe he's not here for long?
- 4 days, the doctor said.
You'll see I'm right.
I know these things.
You just make sure you
don't fall into the water again.
- From the boys.
- That's nice.
And clean clothes.
Any news?
Nope, nothing to cheer you up.
- Mind if I take an apple? I'm starving.
- Go ahead.
- Someone called for you Mr. Visser.
- Oh, Who?
- A woman named Laura.
- Any message?
- She hung up suddenly.
- What did she say?
Something like she knew
who you were looking for
and then she hung up.
She sounded confused.
- When did she call?
- About 10 minutes ago.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- You were sleeping.
- Where is she?
- She didn't say.
- Is it Wednesday today?
- Yes, why do you ask?
- The time?
- 17:30, why?
Mr. Visser, what are you doing?
- Eric, what's up?
- Hurry or we'll be too late.
- Too late? Too late for what?
- Mr. Visser.
- Hi dad.
- Daddy has to leave.
- Where to?
- I'll tell you later.
- What the hell's going on?
- Can you go faster?
Eric, it's a new car,
I'm running it in.
You're crazy Eric!
It's okay.
Everything's okay.
There's no need for that.
I thought it was you.
Call H.Q. For assistance.
We could use some.
I think you have
some explaining to do.
He's a childhood friend.
We did everything together.
We dived together too.
He made it his career,
went to work for a salvage company.
What happened?
Three years ago a ship shed some of its cargo.
It was chemical waste.
It was his job to recover it.
They said it was harmless.
- What was it?
- Uranium hexafluoride.
But they didn't tell him that.
Who didn't?
The company bosses.
There was a high-level cover-up.
What happened?
A "minor accident" they called it.
One of the drums burst open underwater.
His entire face was disfigured.
The stuff tuned out to be radio-active
and it affected his brain.
I watched him change,
but I couldn't help him.
He withdrew,
wanted nothing to do with anyone.
I gave up diving.
All the pleasure had gone.
I visited him, tried to help.
Then he asked if he
could borrow my diving gear.
He'd got rid of his.
I wanted him to be happy.
I had no idea what he was planning.
Revenge on society,
butchering of innocent people.
I refused to believe it.
He's sick. Very sick.
Nearly there.
He's in there, there's no hurry.
His diving days are over.
Shouldn't we go back?
Your daughter will be worried.
She can take care of herself.
- I reserved a table.
- Yeah?
For three persons, by candlelight
in a fish restaurant.
- A fish restaurant?
- Don't you like fish?
Err... no.
I don't like anything
that comes out of the water.
I came out of the water, remember.
Yes, you're my one exception.
Clown!