♪ ♪ PIET: What have we got?
HENDRIK: It's a male torso.
The diamond family.
Their mother was worth 13 billion when she died.
We do what we want.
PIET: What about business rivals?
Who do you think will inherit the company?
PIET: We got another body.
Bad things happen when I like people.
PIET: You never kept something from me before.
You have to trust me on this one.
♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (thunder claps) (whimpers) (click) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ GERALDINE: Of course, first and foremost, diamonds are a girl's best friend.
But they are also the hardest material on Earth.
That said... (door opens) ...hardness isn't strength.
♪ ♪ (music playing in bar) WOMAN: ♪ My mother was a tailor ♪ ♪ She sewed my new blue jeans ♪ This stuff here is the best.
It's pure, 100%.
The best what?
Never mind Sniffer.
You know that Dahlman knows Job lies about his sick mum.
Doesn't that bother you?
I'm learning to let go.
Why, does it bother you?
WOMAN: ♪ Not to do what I have done ♪ Why do men keep flirting when they don't stand a chance?
Because you never flirt?
Or because you always stand a chance?
I guess we don't like to give in.
Well, she's not about to give out.
Not to him, anyway.
It's an eye contact thing.
GERALDINE: It doesn't matter how brilliant or big a diamond is, whether it's from South Africa or Russia or Botswana.
They all have a weak spot.
We all do.
Which makes us unique.
♪ ♪ With me, it's my heart.
The question is, what about you?
Have you got what it takes?
(band playing) Where are you going?
Ah, two's company and all that.
Here's to the risk takers, taking a bite out of the apple.
Uh, Luce, Lena...
Uh, Le, Lena, Lucienne, Lucienne, Lena.
(laughs) Wow, it's great to meet you.
Best get me treats; they're not for you, they're... See you later.
Looks like we're going.
WOMAN: ♪ Except one or two who never drink booze ♪ Hi.
♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (people sparring in background, punching bags pounding) Oh, hi!
Um... (chuckles) What are you doing here?
Checking the facilities.
Thought I might join.
It's 6:00 a.m.
I was awake.
Locker space looks very generous.
It's, yes, it is, really, very.
Lots of spaciousness.
(exhales) (phone vibrates) That was Hendrik.
Gonna need you at a crime scene.
I'll call Lucienne.
Sorry to get you up.
Hendrik seemed agitated.
Have a good night?
It was interesting.
I liked Lena.
Very light and sunny.
Yeah, well, opposites attract and all that.
(police radios squawking and chirping) Morning.
(police radios squawking in background) (elevator doors closing) FLORIAN (softly): ...can come to me at any moment, and together we will work through it.
There's nothing that we can't get through together.
I'm so sorry this is happening.
(exhales) FLORIAN: Everything that we have... You can come to me at any moment.
Florian Barby and Angelina Cuyper.
The Cuyper dynasty, the diamond family.
We know who they are.
Mum, Geraldine, died two months ago after an unsuccessful heart transplant.
They're launching a new range of diamonds in her memory.
Now, you might want to prepare yourselves.
♪ ♪ Before you ask, it's a male torso.
Any idea whose?
(chuckles): Do I look psychic?
JOB: There's a garden door, it's been forced.
Security cameras have been disabled.
Florian Barby and Angelina Cuyper been out late, got back, came out here for a cigarette, and that's, um, that's when they found it.
Fingernail, if I'm not mistaken.
Don't know what it's doing in his flesh.
FLORIAN: Sorry to cut in, but I just rang Marielle, Angie's sister.
Someone left her a gift, too.
Commissaris Van der Valk.
What's going on now?
What did Marielle want?
It's fine, just stay calm.
There's a chunk of a body there, and you want me to stay calm?!
Okay, on my way.
Your friend's right.
(sighs) We got a lower section of a body dumped on a doorstep near Westerpark.
Gonna need you.
HENDRIK: Well, tough.
Unlike you, I can't be in two places at the same time.
Well, I don't know why, you see double most of the time.
Ooh, bit below the belt, Piet.
You stay here.
Phone Brad, get him to meet me.
I've already tried, no answer.
All right, well, try again till you get one.
LUCIENNE: Okay, so, torso and lower half.
There's no sign of a head?
Well, statistically, the killer would have kept the head, as a trophy or memento.
It's, um, a symbol of power, the ultimate act of possession.
You need to get out more.
Says Amsterdam's biggest party animal.
(chuckles): "You need to get out more."
♪ ♪ Oh, Cuypers, do they have any other siblings?
Hm, a brother, Cornelis.
Okay, I'll check.
Okay, they've gone.
♪ ♪ (tires squeal) (car door opens, engine stops) BRAD: Sorry I'm late, I was, um...
Spare me the details.
So, uh, what have we got?
Torso's across town.
MARIELLE: His name's Ahmet Baykam.
He's a diamond polisher at our factory.
Are you normally familiar with the genitalia of your employees?
It's a pre-condition of employment.
He has a mole on his groin?
Let's just say that I'm familiar with it.
(phone vibrates) Yeah?
♪ ♪ (doorbell rings) ♪ ♪ (inhales) A member of staff found him.
(pocket zips) How'd they get it down here?
There's an opening to street level where they used to deliver the coal.
You got any cameras?
No, not on the coal hole.
BRAD: Uh, do you mind if I ask you some questions about your relationship with the deceased?
I wouldn't call it a relationship.
More of a fling, you know?
PIET: Did you know he was dating your sister?
(chuckles): Everyone's dated Angelina.
I meant the other one, Marielle.
What about business rivals?
Competitors in a tough market.
These are changing times, full of geopolitical and economic uncertainty, but nothing to warrant this.
We're modernizing, expanding into new territories.
To be honest, we could do without this.
Well, I, I reckon Ahmet Baykam could, too.
We'll make sure the Baykams are well looked after.
Family is everything to us.
We've built our reputation on it.
It's why we're so respected.
If you're so respected, why would someone dump Mr. Baykam's head and shoulders in your cellar?
(exhales) ♪ ♪ Um, and how long did that last?
Or how long we were seeing each other?
Few weeks, seeing him-- not the sex.
(chuckles) Ahmet was a hustler.
Trying to use me to get ahead in the company.
I see, is that, is that why you ended it?
Of course not.
Loved his ambition.
(sighs): I just, uh, got bored of him.
Definition of fling: a short period of enjoyment or wild behavior, yeah?
It's the showpiece of a new range in my mother's memory.
I thought diamonds were more desirable when they were clear.
What's that in the middle?
My mother's heart.
When she agreed to the transplant, she decided to have the old heart reduced to ashes and placed inside a diamond.
"Waste not, want not."
One of her many sayings.
Putting her heart into her work.
So what happened to the new heart?
Her body rejected it, three weeks after the operation.
Who runs the company now?
I'm acting up, but nothing's formalized until the will is read tomorrow.
(door opens) Ah, finally.
(Florian exhales) How are the girls?
As you'd expect.
I've called Dr. Gruber to calm Angelina's nerves.
Are you a family friend, employee, what?
I'm their family psychotherapist.
And why does the family need a psychotherapist?
To help us deal with our wealth.
♪ ♪ LUCIENNE: Thank you.
(Sniffer whining) JULIA: Ah!
Don't even think about it.
BRAD: I'll check out the, uh, psychotherapa-wotsit.
Perhaps he can help me come to terms with my salary.
I've definitely got issues.
JULIA: You certainly get more than your fair share of free pastries.
CLIFF: You can always talk to me over a beer.
BRAD: Ah, fair point.
PIET: What's the deal with Marielle Cuyper and the victim?
BRAD: Oh, um, purely transactional.
He's using her to climb the company ladder, and she just wanted to climb all over him.
Dumped him as soon as she got bored.
Is Marielle Cuyper married?
CLIFF: No, divorced.
That marriage was a disaster from the start.
Husband ran off with a dancer.
PIET: The Cuypers will want to keep this out of the press, presumably.
JULIA: Well, they can try.
But it's not our problem.
You not a fan?
I've never been a diamond type of a girl.
I liked Geraldine, though, you know?
Woman in a man's world and all that.
She have a husband?
No, he died way back.
Just after Angelina was born.
And Geraldine responded by obsessively plowing her heart and soul into the company.
(phone vibrates) Didn't you say you asked Cornelis Cuyper if they had any enemies?
PIET: I did.
None that he knows of.
Here's one, Jacob Prins, Cuyper's chief buyer, was with the company for more than 40 years.
But sacked two months ago, lodged a complaint for unfair dismissal.
PIET: All right, let's check him out.
Wasn't happy about the direction that the company was moving in, apparently.
There's new markets in Singapore and Russia.
The smart money is that they're gearing up to sell to the highest bidder.
No overdrafts, presumably.
Mansions in Greece, Nice, and the Bahamas.
A fleet of helicopters.
They use them like we use taxis, even got their own helipad.
Geraldine was worth 13 billion when she died.
But was she happy?
Not when her transplant didn't take.
Some things money can't buy.
Will's being read tomorrow.
LUCIENNE: Don't you think it's odd?
We've got three rich people living in high-end properties, but security cameras were avoided or disabled.
It's implying intricate planning.
Or insider knowledge.
Right, check with employees, security cameras for the last few days.
Have we got a phone and address for the victim?
Ahmet Baykam, he lives in the North.
He didn't have a phone on him, but we're checking records.
Why do I know that name?
Next of kin been informed?
LUCIENNE: Not yet.
Right, who wants to break the news?
(softly): I'm not doing it.
Looks like it's you, Piet.
Can I have a word later?
JOB: Don't touch my pastry!
NAZ: Five... four... three... two... one, and rest.
Thank you for today.
♪ ♪ You following me?
(pocket unzips) No.
I'm looking for 101, Ahmet Baykam.
He lives with me.
I'm his sister, Naz.
Is there somewhere we can go?
I've got some bad news.
(sighs) You're not very good at the bad news stuff, are you?
PIET: It's not my strong point, no.
I'm better at arresting people.
I told Ahmet not to work there.
It was never his world.
Polishing diamonds like the Big I Am.
Bragging about it.
Could that've got him into trouble?
What do you think?
Ahmet was impressed by all that glitz and glamour.
His job was anything but.
I got the impression he thought he could climb the company ladder.
Didn't get very far, did he?
How was he killed?
Are you sure you want to know?
I need to.
He was killed by a blow to the head.
Body was cut into sections, dumped at the doors of the Cuyper siblings.
(footsteps approaching) (exhales) Yusuf Baykam-- it's been a while.
Not long enough.
What do you want with my sister?
How do you two know each other?
He's the reason I went to prison.
PIET: Well, that and the fact you beat someone to a pulp.
Someone has killed Ahmet, cut him into pieces.
PIET: This might not be the time, but was Ahmet involved in your line of work?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Victim's brother, Yusuf, low-level gangster.
Guess this could be gang-related.
Let's get the guys to check him out.
PIET: Right, what we got on that fingernail?
Sent to the lab.
But if you want answers from it, you're gonna have to swab the family, their whole workforce, and anyone else who came into contact with the victim.
Okay, we'll do our best.
Right, the corpse.
Quite a puzzle, hm.
Easy bit first: time of death between 7:00 and 10:00.
Blunt trauma to the head.
The slicing into three was done postmortem.
There's no vital reaction.
There's actually a couple of bits missing.
But, uh, ask me what he was cut into pieces with.
PIET: I mean, you could just tell us, save us the time.
(chuckles): To be honest, I've no idea.
Well, I say I have no idea.
At first, it, it seemed like he was sliced by thin air.
There's no tool marks, no fragments, no traces, nada, jack diddly.
And then, oh, then I realized... Water.
He was sliced into three by water!
A jet fired at intense pressure from one of these.
A waterjet cutter.
Occasionally used in the jewelry industry.
(knocks) JULIA: Yep.
(door shuts) She looks happy.
She's in a sugar-induced coma, and if you do that to her again, I'll have you transferred abroad.
She all right, generally?
JULIA: Well, no, she chews the curtains, barks at birds, and keeps sniffing out my neighbor's marijuana.
How can I help?
What didn't you tell me about Job?
What you don't need to know.
You have to trust me on this one.
You never kept something from me before.
Like I said, trust me, Piet.
City of Diamonds!
Did you know the biggest diamond in the universe is the core of a planet, and weighs 2,000 trillion tons?
Or that a candle flame contains millions of tiny diamonds?
(continues in distance) Were you asking Dahlman about Job?
Now you're lying, as well.
(sighs) Must be contagious.
VITO: My name is Vito, and I will see you later to show you some dazzling diamonds-- enjoy!
Florian Barby checks out, by the way.
Well-respected psychotherapist, ran a thriving practice before he joined the Cuypers.
Pays well, presumably.
Yeah, until something like this turns up.
I mean, someone slices Ahmet Baykam into three and delivers him to his employers.
How do you unpick that?
It's no stranger than having your heart locked inside a diamond forever.
Oh, I don't know.
I think that one rather appeals to me.
Well, you say that.
We both know your heart's been opening up a bit recently.
Do you think so?
Maybe I should take a look at that.
Don't-- it's a good thing.
It's about time.
CHAIM: As was your mother.
You sure going ahead with this launch is a good idea?
Mum would've insisted.
(door opens) LUCIENNE: Thanks.
So, this is the star of the show.
PIET: You don't look too happy about it.
Mind you, a body chopped in three has that effect, I guess.
It kind of takes the shine off of things.
Not how I imagined today starting.
Aside from the personal connection to your mother, is the diamond itself valuable?
Given its color and clarity, 201 carats.
Only the best for Mum.
Why didn't you tell me Jacob Prins lodged a complaint for unfair dismissal?
Because I didn't think it was relevant.
But he's clearly unhappy with you guys at the minute.
CORNELIS: We parted on bad terms, but he's a civilized man.
Well, we'll need to speak to Mr. Prins all the same.
As part of his severance package, we bought him a gem store near Dam Square.
Do you use waterjet cutters here?
No, it's all lasers now.
We used to use them for engraving jewelry, but we use a new technique now.
The process has changed, techniques have advanced.
We're gonna need DNA samples of you, your family, your employees, and we need a word with Mr. Baykam's colleagues.
I'll get Vito to take you up to the workshop.
VITO: Ahmed wasn't exactly a team player.
Did that create tension?
Not with me.
I thought he was a breath of fresh air, but... Not everyone did.
This is where Ahmet worked, with the legend that is Chaim, who's been here since the 15th century.
Less of the cheek, please.
These guys are here about Ahmet.
We got the impression he liked the high life.
How was he about being stuck in here?
It wasn't what he imagined at all.
That's why he went for Jacob's old job as a buyer.
PIET: Did he get it?
CHAIM: Indeed, he did.
It was announced just the other day.
We gather Mr. Prins wasn't happy about losing his job.
Maybe he took his frustration out on his successor.
Jacob's no murderer.
Yeah, so people keep saying.
Jacob was old-school.
He believed the company was betraying its roots.
And was it?
I think so.
Geraldine's illness made her too weak to resist and retain control.
What was Geraldine like as a mother?
Not a natural.
That's why she hired Florian.
Throw money at the problem.
PIET: You designed the 0708, right?
In as much as it had anything to do with me.
Geraldine always said, "Cleaving a diamond is like bringing a new life "into the world.
"We don't fashion it, "we release it.
"The diamond has been there for millennia, waiting."
Presumably, you saw Ahmet Baykam yesterday.
How was he?
In great form.
He was going on a date to celebrate his promotion.
I've no idea who with-- he wouldn't say.
Left just before 7:00.
There's not much room, is there?
Any personal space?
VITO: We have lockers.
I'll show you.
♪ ♪ Cell 23.
Near Dam Square, right?
Was that his date last night?
PIET: I'll check it out.
You pay Jacob Prins a visit.
(bicycle bell rings) YUSUF: All right, Mr. Prins.
Yusuf Baykam-- Ahmet's brother?
Who wants to know?
LUCIENNE: What are you doing here?
I want another one of these.
Not a crime, is it?
Don't leave on my account.
It will keep.
(bicycle bell rings) ♪ ♪ (pocket unzips) Commissaris Van der Valk.
Were you working last night?
And every other night, unfortunately.
You see this man by any chance?
Can't say I did.
Take another look.
7:30, that's peak, right?
You have to book a table at that time.
Ah, well, maybe there's a booking under his name, Ahmet Baykam.
LUCIENNE: Yusuf Baykam wants another diamond?
And the real reason he's here?
He wants to know what happened to his brother, he knows that I fell out with the Cuypers.
Figured I might be able to dish the dirt.
Hm, did you?
Or maybe, like us, he's wondering how you felt about his brother getting your old job.
I didn't know he had.
I gather you weren't happy about the direction the company was going in.
As soon as Geraldine became ill, Marielle and Cornelis started taking over.
Who do you think will inherit the company?
Hopefully not Marielle-- she's harder than a cut diamond.
None of her mother's class, beauty, or dignity.
Geraldine shouldn't have died.
They let her recuperate at the family retreat in Greece.
She should never have traveled, and I accused them of effectively killing her.
I guess that would annoy them.
She was way too far from the nearest hospital.
But presumably doctors allowed the trip.
Of course, Doc Gruber and his medical team went with her.
But he's on the payroll, he does as he's told.
And Florian was there, but he's an employee, too.
Would you say you're bitter?
(inhales) Cuypers was my life.
This is not the same.
Where were you last night?
I was at the opera.
It's all about revenge, isn't it?
♪ ♪ Baykam...
Right, let me look.
(exhaling through teeth) There's a Cuyper down here.
The party one.
No way-- Angie.
She stuck around for about half an hour, necking it, until she realized her date wasn't coming and she flounced out.
Okay, thanks for all your help.
(phone vibrating) (phone stops) (chuckles) How you getting on with Ahmet Baykam's phone?
Last call was from a pre-paid number.
There's no definite way of tracing it.
Whoa, here's something.
Victim's brother Yusuf was arrested recently following an altercation with his now-dead brother.
♪ ♪ (car doors closing, engine starts) (exhales) Are you here to offer fake condolences, as well?
We're looking for your brother Yusuf, actually.
Do you know where he is?
I'm not my brother's keeper, all right?
How did Yusuf get on with Ahmet?
Only we've heard they had a fight.
You got any siblings?
One of eight, me, yeah.
Fashionably called a blended family.
Dad married three times.
Let's just say first up, best dressed.
Explains a lot.
Then you know all about petty squabbles and fistfights, yeah?
Never landed us in trouble with the police, though.
And none of us ever went to prison for assault.
So, Yusuf has history with his brother, you automatically think he killed him?
I'm just asking.
What of it?
Yusuf wasn't a fan of Ahmet working for the Cuypers, but he wouldn't kill his own brother.
We're all trying to get out of this dump.
Make something of ourselves-- I do this, Ahmet tried Cuypers.
Is his own man.
JOB: The Cuypers offering their condolences, was that the only reason they were here?
That and to buy our silence.
A generous settlement for Ahmet.
Mention of getting me my own gym, even.
Mm... On the understanding we don't talk to the press, of course.
Did you accept?
Did I, hell!
Unlike Ahmet, I can't be bought.
(hitting bag) Hi.
(door intercom beeps) ANGELINA (over speaker): Yeah?
Hey, Angie, are you decent?
You got company.
ANGELINA: I'll be right down.
(hangs up) Hey.
No, a fivesome-- even better.
Doc Gruber's here, too.
That's practically an orgy.
♪ ♪ You okay?
ANGELINA: Oh, nothing that the Doc's happy pills won't sort.
Isn't that right, Doc?
Angelina needs rest.
She's still grieving.
I'd rather she didn't answer too many questions, if that's all right.
This won't take long.
I'll let myself out.
Actually, can I have a word?
No launch for you, please.
I'll ring later.
I'll be here.
Or hereabouts, who knows?
There'll be fizz at the launch, right?
(sighs) We've identified the body.
ANGELINA: I heard-- Ahmet.
Who you were meant to be meeting at Cell 23 last night.
Only he didn't turn up.
What'd you do when you left the bar?
I rang Florian.
He helped me drown my sorrows.
What time was that?
FLORIAN: About 10:30.
So, what were you doing between 7:00 and 10:30?
Not sure, really.
I don't take rejection well.
If you know what I mean.
(bell ringing) Geraldine Cuyper's death, could it have been avoided?
Her body rejected the donor heart.
It's a risk with any transplant.
But if she'd have been here rather than Greece... Huh.
Could she have been saved?
(chuckles): Have you been talking to Jacob?
The rejection of the donor heart triggered a massive stroke.
She died almost instantaneously.
I take it we can access the death certificate and all the appropriate documentation for the return of her body to the country.
Yes, of course-- is that all?
(car door closes) Cuypers often sleep with their employees?
ANGELINA (chuckles): We're the Cuypers.
We do what we want.
What's it to you, anyway?
PIET: Oh, it's a pattern.
Ahmet Baykam was also sleeping with your sister.
You didn't know.
But you did.
Why didn't you tell me?
Marielle told me in confidence.
(sighs) PIET: Keeper of the secrets, huh?
Yeah, Ahmet tried to use his liaison with Marielle to further his position in the company.
Did he do the same thing with you?
(chuckles) Well, I guess he did, yeah.
In what way?
Did you swing it for him to get Jacob Prins' old job?
I might have put in a word.
And who should have got the job, if you hadn't "put in a word"?
ANGELINA: The one that Ahmet couldn't stand.
PIET: A name might be useful.
(Angelina sighs) The one who does all the talks, Vito Vinke.
Vito Vinke, passed over for promotion in favor of Ahmet Baykam.
JOB: So maybe he kills him and dumps him at the Cuypers' in revenge.
The cameras at the houses pick him up, or anyone else?
No, tech went back a couple of weeks.
There's nothing out of the ordinary.
All right, victim's movements on the night.
What do we know?
LUCIENNE: Left the diamond factory at 7:00, but never made it to his 7:30 date with Angelina Cuyper at Cell 23.
This is the most direct route from the factory to the restaurant.
All right, let's check shops, streets, cafes along the way.
See if we can find Baykam or his killer on camera.
Yeah, former employee Jacob Prins has an ax to grind with the Cuypers.
Was close to Geraldine and convinced she was being pushed out.
Claims he was at the opera last night.
Online booking confirms that he bought a ticket, but that doesn't mean that he went.
Victim also has a history with his own brother, Yusuf Baykam.
LUCIENNE: Yeah, who was hanging out at Jacob Prins' place earlier.
I don't imagine she liked being stood up.
Hell hath no fury and all that.
She can't fully account for her movements at the time of Baykam's death.
What about Florian Barby, the psychotherapist?
Well, maybe you should have a word.
JULIA: Oh, Piet seeing a psychotherapist?
Music to my ears.
(exhales) (knock at door) It's a nice office.
Do all your clients give you somewhere to work?
Yes, in that the Cuypers are my only clients.
A job for life?
Not at all.
We took it a year at a time, but Geraldine was keen on an exclusive commitment.
Oh, so the Cuypers own you.
They hire me.
Well, this allows me the freedom to write papers and articles.
They're good employers.
Jacob Prins might disagree.
Jacob's mistake was that he thought he was indispensable.
He failed to see that change was happening and went off at the deep end.
In what way?
Well, he kicked off.
With lawyers, in the press.
Kept coming round here and mouthing off.
Where were you last night before Angelina called you?
Well, if you must know, I attended an online seminar given by an associate of mine: "Family Matters: True or False?"
Angelina-- is that work or social thing?
I go when and where the family need me.
Angelina's not normally quite this volatile.
But she took her mother's death very badly.
All she's ever wanted was her mother's approval, and the chance to shine.
Do you sleep with her?
Was she upset about being stood up?
(chuckles) I'm bound by confidentiality.
Can you talk about Mum, then?
What was she like?
Passionate about diamonds.
They were her life.
What, over and above her family?
She put the company first.
Why is Cornelis acting up, ahead of Marielle?
Because he was always willing to put the firm first.
Dutiful and obedient.
Where both sisters were rebellious.
(magazine drops) Do you sleep with him?
Why the interest in my sex life?
Did Ahmet Baykam?
(inhales) I'll take that as a yes.
And yet Cornelis, he didn't mention that to me when I was down in the cellar with his former lover's head.
Cornelis isn't open about his sexuality.
Which is his freedom.
Was Ahmet using him, as well?
Cornelis upset about that?
Not enough to kill someone.
And anyway, why would he deliver part of the body to himself?
Good way of deflecting attention.
Bit extreme, isn't it?
You tell me.
I mean, you're the expert.
In your professional opinion, what kind of person chops a body into three sections, and then dumps them on individual doorsteps?
Well, it's deliberate.
There's an arrogance to it.
(chuckles) So logically, this is the street that Ahmet Baykam would have taken to get to Cell 23.
All right, you take that side of the street, I'll take this.
First one to get him on security footage buys the beers.
I'm not a gambling man, really.
Yeah, no fun, either.
And for the record, I only back certainties.
♪ ♪ Welcome to the unveiling of a unique diamond, the Cuyper 0708, named after my birthday.
Diamonds have been the center of my life.
So I wanted to put my heart at the center of a diamond.
MARIELLE: We've been swabbed already, if that's why you're here.
We'll need to check lockers, as well.
I don't have one of those, unless you mean the vault.
Maybe we'll check that, too.
Filmed after the operation, I take it, before your mum went to Greece.
Jacob Prins didn't seem to think that was such a good idea.
With all due respect, Jacob can take his opinions and stick them where the sun doesn't shine.
CORNELIS: The operation went smoothly.
We thought it was the best place for Mum to recuperate, and so did she.
MARIELLE: She traveled on our luxury superyacht-- Florian, Dr. Gruber, and his medical team went with her.
Well, given that her body rejected the donor heart, might it have been more sensible for her to be less isolated?
She died of a massive stroke.
Nothing anyone could have done, anywhere.
CORNELIS: If you'll excuse me, people will be arriving soon.
I need to get a diamond from the vault.
I'll join you.
I need to talk to you about Ahmet.
♪ ♪ JOB: Got one!
Double or quits, no have-backs!
You didn't tell me you and Ahmet were lovers.
My private life is no one's business, even yours.
Well, I think that should be for me to decide, shouldn't it?
We need to move with the times, keep up with the competition.
So, her death, in some ways, must have simplified things.
(glass breaking) ANGELINA: Oh, oopsie!
I'm so sorry!
Here you are.
MARIELLE: Couldn't you have waited?
Watch this fiasco without liquid backup?
You don't approve of the launch?
Why would I approve of my dead mother's heart being put on display?
Creeps me out-- she creeps me out.
It's what Mum wanted, darling.
Hm, not if she knew you were only expanding to sell the company to the highest freaking bidder.
Does she look like she knows what she's talking about?
ANGELINA: I full well know what I'm talking about.
Don't underestimate me.
Keep drinking, Ange-- stick to what you do best, yeah?
Who the hell invited him?
Jacob was so devoted to this place.
He was the best buyer we ever had.
We owe him-- it's called loyalty.
Not that you'd know.
(chuckles) (sighs) ANGELINA: Hey!
♪ ♪ (keypad beeping) So last night, where were you?
Home-- and before you ask, alone.
I've got it, here!
Look at this.
CHAIM: You okay?
(gasps) Uh... ♪ ♪ (phone vibrates) Yep?
BRAD (over phone): Vito Vinke.
We think he's our man.
PIET (over phone): Okay.
I'll see if he's here.
Get Hendrik down here.
We got another body.
♪ ♪ CORNELIS: We've also got a missing diamond.
Okay, I'll find him.
Have you seen Mr. Vinke?
He's been around here somewhere, why?
We'll need to make sure everyone stays and you'll need to cancel the launch.
Why would I do that?
Because your doctor's dead and you don't have a diamond anymore.
Will that do?
Mr. Vinke... Mr. Vinke, a word.
♪ ♪ (panting) (yelps) MAN: Hey, watch out here!
(gasps) ♪ ♪ (dog barking, Vito yelps) ♪ ♪ (tires squeal) (pants) (tires squeal) (grunts) VITO: I didn't do anything, I swear!
Then you needn't worry.
(handcuffs clicking) What are you doing with this?
Ahmet Baykam's blood-stained wallet?
This is crazy.
I found the wallet in my locker.
Someone must have put it there.
So you took it and ran because...
Someone's clearly trying to point the finger at me.
Everyone's on edge, we'd all just been swabbed.
Feels pretty odd, even if you haven't done anything.
Well, that would be fine, if it wasn't for this.
You care to explain?
PIET: You said Ahmet was a breath of fresh air.
You got a funny way of showing it.
(chuckles) And he took the job you wanted.
(exhales) Look at it from our point of view.
Ahmet Baykam was due on a date five minutes up the road from here, only he never turned up.
When you're ready.
I was just telling him to back off.
He'd been badmouthing me at the factory, so I went after him.
I told him and I left.
For all I know, he went on his stupid date.
LUCIENNE: No, you see, if he'd done that, we'd have caught him on camera further up the street.
Only we haven't.
And that doorway you dragged him into was the last place he was seen alive.
I didn't like Ahmet.
Doesn't mean I killed him.
We're just trying to make sense of his movements.
Someone rang him.
What do you mean, someone rang him?
When I had him against the wall, someone rang him.
He seemed pretty pissed off he missed it.
(breathes deeply) Has the doc got any family?
CORNELIS: Divorced years ago.
He's been our doctor since I was a child.
Who knows the code for this?
Me, Marielle, and Angelina.
No one else?
No, no one.
(phone rings) Tell me.
Got cause of death?
HENDRIK: Well, judging by the tiny petechial hemorrhaging on the upper face and eyelids, evidence of bruising and grip marks on the neck, smart money's on manual strangulation.
But as to when... Ah.
Presumably when this was last accessed.
All right, don't tell me.
Body's still warm to the touch and in minimal rigor mortis in the small muscles of the fingers and jaw joints, not at all in the limbs.
Could be as recent as an hour, hour and a half max-- hit me.
One hour 16.
I'll let you off.
CORNELIS: That was security.
Cameras throughout the building were disabled.
You mind telling me how?
With the same code-- that's the only way.
I'm sure I don't have to tell you how much the diamond means to us.
We need it back.
Yeah, well, lost property is not really my department.
Unless it's linked to the murders.
It's probably grown by now.
Très joli, Piet, très joli.
No, I've got the swabs, got the results.
Just need to compare the two.
Soon as you can.
♪ ♪ (door opens) Yep.
Ahmet Baykam did indeed receive a call at the same time Vito Vinke pinned him against the wall, but from a prepaid phone that must have been chucked or turned off.
So we can't trace it.
I don't understand how the system could have been disabled.
You were meant to be in charge.
Well, the question isn't how, the question is who by.
Unless someone else knew the code, it's one of you.
Why would we steal our own diamond?
Let alone kill Doc Gruber.
Why not search him?
BRAD: We already have.
Why would I steal your diamond?
Why would anyone?
There's no point.
MARIELLE: Well, we all know you wanted Mum's heart, really.
You were always madly in love with her.
Maybe that's why... Yeah, okay, enough of the finger-pointing.
That's my job.
Why'd you say there's no point stealing the diamond?
Well, it'd be impossible to sell, even on the black market-- it's too easily identifiable.
Besides, I'm not family, I don't have the code.
Unless she told you it.
Maybe you don't remember.
ANGELINA: Maybe you should shut up.
FLORIAN: Come on, guys, let's just cool it down.
Shut up, Florian.
You're the weak link.
You're the one sleeping around, sleeping with Ahmet... CORNELIS: Not here, not now!
Yes, here, yes, now!
You were sleeping with him, too.
So was he.
Was anyone sleeping with Doc Gruber, by any chance?
(chuckles) Just find our diamond.
(taps computer key) The camera cuts to different angles.
So, by the time it comes back, they're gone.
We just don't know where.
We not talking about some sophisticated diamond heist here, are we?
PIET: I don't think so.
Ahmet Baykam's death, it's not about diamonds.
LUCIENNE: Well, he says he knew nothing about the wallet, someone planted it on him.
Do we believe him?
Why would he kill the doc and how would he know the code?
BRAD: Well, he might do if he was sleeping with one of the Cuypers, I mean... (blows through lips): They're all at it.
CLIFF: I think it's all about the mother.
I mean, they all lived in her shadow.
She ruled the place with iron fist.
Brought in a psychotherapist instead of parenting.
Who does that?
(chuckles) Florian Barby's alibi checks out, by the way.
JOB: Florian Barby signed up for and attended an online seminar between the hours of 8:00 and 10:00 the night before last.
After that, he was with Angelina Cuyper.
So it rules him out.
LUCIENNE: Maybe there's a question mark about Geraldine Cuyper's death, too.
Jacob Prins wasn't happy about it.
Doc Gruber was shifty when I questioned him on it.
And he's now dead.
Geraldine Cuyper has a heart transplant.
Goes to Greece to recuperate, dies.
We got medical records about the death?
Yeah, it's all in order officially, but money talks.
I want to go over it in detail.
Florian Barby said Jacob Prins was kicking off.
How long did tech go back on security footage?
Couple of weeks.
All right, go back to when Prins was sacked.
LUCIENNE: Where are you going?
Gonna keep an eye on the main house.
You wanna join me?
♪ ♪ This isn't the way to Cornelis Cuyper's house, is it?
♪ ♪ (dog barking in distance) Do you know where we are?
No clue, no.
According to your official police file, this is where you live.
You don't go home to your mum.
She died a long time ago.
And you're living out of a gym.
You want to explain why?
No, I don't.
You know, I've done my share of wandering.
Doesn't mean we're lost.
But I can't have one of the team homeless.
♪ ♪ I'm not exactly social.
But I have a boat.
If you need it.
Yeah, I don't need that, thanks.
I have a roof, if I, if I want one.
I just don't go there.
Complicated enough for Dahlman not to tell me what's going on.
That makes me think it's big.
Maybe it's private.
We all have secrets.
You and me, we don't need to know everything about each other.
♪ ♪ As long as it doesn't affect the team.
That'd be a problem.
And if it's gonna be a problem...
I need to know.
♪ ♪ Let's get to Cornelis Cuyper's.
♪ ♪ That's it?
What'd you expect, an arm wrestle?
(dance music playing) (people cheering) (music continues) ♪ ♪ What's he doing here?
♪ ♪ (doorbell rings) (writing) (pen drops) (exhales) (exhales) (exhales) (dance music playing) PIET: You follow him.
I'll check Mr. Cuyper's still in one piece.
(music continues, people laughing) All right?
Yeah, all right.
Um, working late upstairs.
HENDRIK: Help yourself.
Oh, that's, um... Take it.
Is this the place in Greece?
No, Koh-I-Noor in the Bahamas.
Named after a famous diamond.
Mum's favorite place on Earth.
She sold it before she died.
Why, if she liked it so much?
I'm not sure, to be honest.
She did a few odd things once she had her surgery.
Is that why you're here?
No, I just saw Yusuf Baykam leaving.
What's that, a social visit?
Am I under surveillance now?
Well, your security's not the best.
I just thought I'd keep an eye.
Why was he here?
He wanted answers and thought I might have them.
Which annoys me.
Yusuf Baykam is a shark.
Everything he does is self-serving, so let's not waste any more of my time.
He was here to extort money.
We offered his sister some, she said no.
He came and demanded more.
How much more?
Did you give it to him?
Transferred the money immediately.
It's loose change in the greater scheme of things.
Uh, no, that's extortion.
The man has history.
But he doesn't have your diamond, does he?
Of course not.
I would've paid him much more for that.
Then what does he have over you and your family?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Is that right?
♪ ♪ (fabric rustling) LENA: You seem quiet.
Or quieter than usual.
Is work getting to you?
Or is it me?
Am I getting to you?
Bit of both.
Anything I need know?
You know, I bought my boss a dog.
Instead of getting myself one.
I like dogs.
♪ ♪ I like you.
Are you comparing me to a dog?
It's a compliment.
Are we in trouble?
♪ ♪ Bad things happens when I like people.
What sort of bad things?
There was someone... Maybe we, we just ease off a bit, you know?
♪ ♪ What are you doing here?
You said to follow Yusuf.
What, is he here?
He went home-- finally.
But it's close by, so I thought I'd wait.
This is Job.
Job, this is Lena.
♪ ♪ (phone rings, Brad gasps) PIET: Rise and shine.
I get off about 5:00.
Did you get anywhere with the CCTV at the Cuypers?
(groans) It's like watching paint dry, this.
Oh, morning to you, too.
According to Doc Gruber, Geraldine Cuyper died of a massive stroke.
But there was no autopsy report to confirm that.
Because the family didn't request one, and the local Greek authorities didn't insist on one.
I'm sure the Cuypers' wealth plays a massive part here.
Her body was flown home a week later.
Why a week later?
Bad weather, apparently.
Check the weather.
Uh, right now it is 14 degrees, with a 23%... Not here, I meant in Greece week after Geraldine Cuyper died.
All right, I'm on it, Boss.
Did he just pat you on the arm?
A little bromance in the air?
Now, before she died, Geraldine Cuyper sold a mansion in the Bahamas.
Let's find out who to.
It was her favorite place.
I mean, why get rid of it?
Maybe she was confronting her mortality.
(clears throat) I don't know, might have been downsizing.
She had 13 billion in the bank.
(phone ringing) No, Brad, Brad, Brad, you have to peel it first.
No, no, no, no, check this out.
(loudly): Check this out!
Jacob Prins, outside Cornelis Cuyper's, two months ago.
I promise you, it will come back and haunt you, right back on your doorsteps.
All three of you.
♪ ♪ Mr. Prins!
It doesn't look like anything's been stolen.
Someone looking for their diamond.
Okay, let's get forensics down here.
I think that's a waterjet cutter.
(phone vibrating) Hendrik.
(Hendrik snoring softly) (whirring loudly) Don't you dare.
(machine stops) (chuckles) Voilà!
PIET: Might need a bit more than that.
Listen, I've been up all night comparing the swabs to the DNA.
There's no match.
Great, you brought us here to tell us that.
No, no, no, it's way more interesting than that.
There's a near match.
In fact, there're several near matches.
Everyone's DNA is unique, blah, blah, blah.
But of course, obviously, family members share similarities.
The DNA of the fingernail is a 90-95% match to the DNA of the Cuypers.
All three of them.
Marielle, Angelina, Cornelis.
Well, whoever left their fingernail in Ahmet Baykam's torso is a close relative.
A child, or a sibling.
But there aren't any.
That we know of.
Or... A parent.
No, they're both dead.
Could someone else have been their father?
We know the marriage was a disaster.
And Marielle Cuyper claimed someone else had long been in love with their mother.
(whines) (whistles): Good girl.
If it's him, where is he?
He's not answering his phone.
We've got officers watching the gem store and his home, but so far, no sign.
Where are we at on everyone else?
JOB: We've checked staff, employees, we've dug into affairs, gossip, rumor... Marielle Cuyper relished telling me that she couldn't have children.
Something Angelina Cuyper confirmed, before pointing out that even she thinks that she would remember giving birth.
BRAD: Cornelis Cuyper reluctantly confirmed that he'd never slept with a woman.
All three of them confirmed that their mother was really close to Jacob.
Without confirming rumpy-pumpy.
Is that a technical term, Brad?
Not that I believe any of them.
This lot are messed up big time.
There's probably illegitimate children all over the place.
(sighs) Talking incest and in-breeding and... Aliens.
Right, births, deaths, marriages.
JOB: We have, but it's all easy to fake when you've got money.
Everything's easy to fake when you got 13 billion big ones in the bank.
Okay, let's take it one step at a time.
Who do the swabs rule out?
LUCIENNE: Well, of our suspects, uh, the fingernail does not belong to Vito Vinke.
PIET: So, if Vinke was telling the truth about leaving Ahmet Baykam to go on his date...
Which he didn't turn up for.
PIET: Where did he go?
Check a map.
What about the old guy with the twinkle?
What, Chaim Dan?
Uh, ruled out.
Although technically, there could have been another person involved.
What about Florian Barby, the psychotherapist?
BRAD: Yeah, they're always proper screwed up.
Barby seems to have an alibi for the first murder.
Ah, but he was at the factory when the doc got croaked.
And he was in Greece with Geraldine Cuyper when she died, if that's relevant.
And he's not down on the list as being swabbed.
All right, swab him, then-- what else have we got?
Uh, mansion in the Bahamas, sold to a company called Sunset Holdings.
Just trying to find out more.
JOB: The weather in Greece after Geraldine Cuyper's death seemed nice, but it's difficult to tell because weather is notoriously changeable.
All right, check to see if other people were flying in or out of the country.
It was the reason given for the return of Geraldine Cuyper's body.
BRAD: Because if the doc killed her in Greece on somebody else's instruction, maybe her body showed signs of how?
Yeah, and he didn't want the family to see it.
Right, no one's gonna want to look at a stiff a week after it's dead, right?
Well, some people might.
He loves it.
Right, so what happened to the body when it finally returned?
Oh, cremated after a small family service.
How much did Cornelis Cuyper say he gave to Yusuf Baykam?
Yeah, he lied.
Missed a zero off of that.
Gave him half a million.
♪ ♪ (grunting) Go round the back.
♪ ♪ Hey!
♪ ♪ (grunts) LUCIENNE: Here, let me help you up.
(handcuffs clicking) Come on, then, on your feet.
(handcuffs click) Right, you know where you're going.
You like a scrap, don't you?
What were you fighting about?
Family business, none of yours.
Let's just say, um, his recent actions haven't impressed me.
No, me, neither.
♪ ♪ How's the lip?
And the cheek?
And the bruised ego?
So first up, you'll be charged with extortion.
That's a good night's work.
It was a gift.
In memory of Ahmet.
The brother you got on so well with, right.
Did you have to work hard for that money?
Not at all, he's a very generous man.
It's not like he's gonna miss it, is he?
No, he's not, someone that rich.
LUCIENNE: Live by different rules, don't they?
PIET: I mean, you don't see his kind sat where you are, do you?
So, let's try this another way.
PIET (over speaker): Did he pay you 500,000 in return for the diamond?
I don't know anything about diamonds.
LUCIENNE: And yet you do have one, and you were at Jacob Prins' gem store.
PIET: Why else would Cornelis Cuyper hand over that amount of money?
We're asking you.
(sighs) Here's the thing.
I don't really care that much for the Cuypers, either.
PIET (over speaker): So, we have something in common for once.
But he'll get his money back through the courts, but you'll be the one that goes back to jail.
I didn't go near any poxy diamond.
Then why that amount of money?
Unless you got something over the family.
Why protect them?
They don't care for you.
Ahmet told me some of what he knew.
What Angelina told him.
She knew the other two were pushing the mother out, and she was going to inform Mommy, but... Mommy went and died.
And I told Cornelis what I knew.
Threatened to go to the press.
Did Ahmet say anything else?
About the dead mother, for example?
Or I would've asked for more.
If Yusuf didn't steal the diamond, who did?
And if it can't be sold on, why?
JULIA: Well, keep me posted.
HENDRIK: There you go.
Such a pleasant change to work on someone who's still breathing.
(chuckles): Thanks-- I think.
Uh-huh, yep, no, gotta go.
The waterjet cutter used at Jacob Prins' store wasn't used to slice Ahmet Baykam.
Secondly, Ahmet Baykam was on his way to Cell 23, here.
(cellphone vibrating) Vito Vinke pins him up against the wall here.
Ahmet gets a phone call, and then we lose him from camera footage, but... LUCIENNE: Hello?
JOB: We've been checking along this road here.
He could have gone down here.
JOB: You know, a change of plans to meet whoever phoned him.
So, what's down there?
Some warehouses and stuff.
I'm looking into it.
Okay, we'll be there.
Jacob Prins wants to meet.
He's getting the Central Station ferry to the NDSM wharf in... 11 minutes.
♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Sorry-- excuse me.
(drums pounding) ♪ ♪ Excuse me.
(drums continue) (drums continue) LUCIENNE: Excuse me.
♪ ♪ (alarm sounding) ♪ ♪ (Jacob yelps softly) (sheathes knife) ♪ ♪ It's okay, okay, I've got you.
I need an ambulance at the NDSM ferry terminal.
I need it now.
You're gonna be fine.
(gasps weakly) Ambulance is on its way.
(Jacob wheezing) We need to ask... No, we don't.
(Jacob panting) (sighs) Listen.
I need to know why this happened.
They did it for love.
Who did it for love?
Who did it for love?
♪ ♪ PIET: You okay?
Investigation over heart, right?
Yeah, it's fine.
Right, what have we got?
Koh-I-Noor is either a diamond or, more likely, their Bahamas retreat.
"They did it for love."
Let's think motive.
Well, we suspect Ahmet Baykam was killed because he rumbled a family secret.
Possibly that Marielle and Cornelis sidelined their mother from the company.
Has to be something personal to the family.
Why kill Doc Gruber and Jacob Prins?
PIET: They're both close to Geraldine Cuyper.
Yeah, one was the family doctor for 20 years.
The other one, known her since the early days and was probably giving it the old, um... Um... Intimate relationship vibe.
PIET: What about the M.O.?
Why chop up Baykam and dump him on the siblings?
Because that's what Jacob Prins said he'd do.
Agree-- his rant wasn't a coincidence.
The killer saw that footage and mirrored it to point the finger.
HENDRIK: Jacob Prins was killed by a sharp object passing through his chest wall between his ribs and into his heart.
Hilt bruise around the entry wound.
Florian Barby's swab?
It's not his fingernail.
JOB: I can confirm that no flights were cancelled in or out of Greece after Geraldine Cuyper died.
So they could have flown her body home.
Well, Barby was in Greece by then, wasn't he?
All right, let's speak to him.
You two, find out where Ahmet Baykam went and who he met.
Extra dog treats for whoever finds out.
FLORIAN: There didn't seem any rush to fly back.
And no offense, but the admin over there was all a bit... Well, you know, slow.
Why were you there, anyway?
I was close to Geraldine.
She had a tough time.
And you didn't want to pay your respects to your mother's body.
Too busy taking control of the company to care.
MARIELLE: So cynical.
Who on Earth told you that?
PIET: Yusuf Baykam heard it from his brother.
You lied about the amount of money you gave him.
And why you gave it.
What amount of money?
You didn't know-- all right, well, you can squabble about that later.
Isn't today the reading of the will?
CORNELIS: Already happened.
Sort of, meaning?
Mum left a computer memory stick for Angelina, and only Angelina, to look at.
And we're waiting to hear what's on it.
Is that why you're here?
MARIELLE: That and to discuss the fact that Florian's leaving us.
With everything that's happened, just seems like the right time.
Well, surely with everything that's happened, they need you more than ever.
I think it's time to move on.
♪ ♪ Do you think he's telling the truth?
But the online seminar he attended, check whether he was there by computer or phone.
I'll catch you up.
(footsteps approaching) Working late?
You know, I reckon you're the eyes and ears around here.
I keep my head down and nose out.
♪ ♪ Geraldine Cuyper.
Were you fond of her?
Must have been emotional, then, working on a diamond in her memory, the ashes of her heart.
That's a nice ring.
Is it new?
In the photographs downstairs, your hands are bare.
That's a mourning ring if I'm not mistaken, where people keep a token of someone who's passed.
I put the ashes of Geraldine's old heart into the 0708.
And there was some left over.
Oh, there's nothing to forgive.
I am going to have to borrow your ring.
A ring, for you.
I didn't know you cared.
But I might, if you rush it through for me.
BRAD: Uh, yeah, no... Maybe, um... You?
Say no, please say no.
Going through an inventory of the Cuypers' assets dating back... Florian Barby attended the seminar by phone, not computer.
Why does that matter?
He could have been anywhere at the time-- turns his phone on, joins the seminar, doesn't mean he attended.
It's a smart alibi, maybe.
He's also the sole director of Sunset Holdings, so he bought the island.
I mean, that doesn't make any sense.
I don't know, I think it might.
Back in the '90s, the Cuypers owned a manufacturing warehouse here, very close to where Ahmet Baykam received his call.
Maybe that's where he went.
♪ ♪ Disinfectant.
Yeah, it's a clean-up job.
(blows out softly) (Brad whistles softly) ♪ ♪ I think we just found where Ahmet Baykam was killed.
(object bangs) ♪ ♪ (object bangs) ♪ ♪ (firing) What now?
We've got airports and borders covered.
What about helicopters?
There's a helipad on Java Island.
HENDRIK (on phone): We've got a match.
Contents of the ring-- minute traces of DNA.
100% perfect match for the fingernail.
(engines starting) (sirens wailing) Hi, you.
Sorry I'm not there.
In fact, I'm sorry I've never been there for you.
I regret that now.
I've recorded this just in case I die.
I want to start by talking about diamonds.
Of course, first and foremost, diamonds are a girl's best friend.
They are also the hardest material on Earth.
They all have a weak spot-- we all do.
Which makes us unique.
The question is, what about you?
Are you strong?
Have you got what it takes?
I hope so.
Because the company is yours now.
I've transferred it into your name.
Your heart is in the right place.
That's all that matters.
(sirens wailing) ♪ ♪ (siren wailing) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (exhales) You going somewhere?
What are you doing?
Are you mad?
Tell me about Ahmet.
Okay, all right.
I told him, I told him to back off.
But he started digging.
He followed me to the warehouse, he tried to blackmail me.
Who else was at the warehouse?
Who's in the car?
(gun fires) No, don't!
So you killed him.
And you sliced him into three.
An arrogant, vengeful act, you said.
But it wasn't, was it?
It was just to point the finger at Jacob Prins.
Were you in the house when he ranted at the camera?
Did you hear every word?
(fires) No, wait, wait!
I am waiting.
Jacob heard about the sale of Koh-I-Noor.
He traced it back to me.
He started asking awkward questions.
♪ ♪ It's your turn.
(car door opens) ♪ ♪ (car door closes) Enjoy.
The company is mine now.
Things are about to change.
Not dead, then?
Far from it.
My heart is stronger now than it's ever been.
A bit broken, but still beating.
Hmm... Ahmet's death was not Florian's fault.
Ahmet became aggressive and attacked him.
I tried to stop him, but he pushed me away.
So I grabbed a brick, and I killed him.
Florian was just covering for me.
Same when Doc started panicking.
(exhales) FLORIAN: I found love.
And I'd do anything to protect it.
Which is why you took the diamond.
So we couldn't link its contents to the fingernail, which you saw us find.
Why fake your death?
You could have just gone.
The family, the business.
Alive, they would have come knocking always.
Dead, they couldn't.
Have you ever been truly in love?
Believe me, you have to grab your chance of happiness with both your hands.
Or what's the point?
(sighs) Next life, maybe?
Yeah, yeah, that's right, yeah.
Great, all right.
♪ ♪ How did you know?
A few things.
But mainly... "You can fake anything if you got 13 billion big ones in the bank."
Even your own death.
Nice one, Brad, you cracked it.
Yeah, I knew that.
JOB: Good for you, man.
♪ ♪ Hey, Lena.
(click) ♪ ♪ PIET: Acid attack victim.
LUCIENNE: An award-winning cellist.
She was dating the conductor.
Femke, my ex.
JOB: We all have our secrets, right?
PIET: How do I know I can trust you?
They'll stop at nothing.
Neither will we.
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