[Breathy sighs]
[Liquid bubbling]
[Deep breathing continues]
[Music playing over radio]
[Man speaking Chinese]
[Both speaking Chinese]
[Heavy breathing] [water bubbling]
[Men grunting]
[Indistinct chatter]
[Man shouts]
[Woman shouts in foreign language]
[Man] Come on, be nice.
I'm shipping off for the States in the morning.
[Woman] No more money, no more bushy.
And don't ask me to go dutch.
Done for the night?
Just drive.
I bet you can't wait to get to your own bed.
[laughs]
I love blondes.
Of course, I'm not particular.
[Chuckles]
Guess there's lots of money if you're a woman.
But I just like to be sure.
- What's the big idea? - Let me see your money.
You'll get paid. I promise you.
Yeah, I know.
Although I'd rather get paid in trade, if you know what I mean.
Like you said, it's bedtime. I'm through having sex.
Hey, I'm the bad guy. Come on.
[Man grunts]
Drive me to my address.
[Woman groans]
Get down there and work on it.
I'm making it nice and easy on you.
I don't want your fricking slit.
Kiss your mouth...
Ow!
[Grunts]
Stinking whore!
[Deep breathing]
You all right, Miss?
Yeah. It's okay.
[Deep breathing continues]
[Screams]
[Gasps]
[Breathy sighs]
[Water splashes]
[Synthesizer music playing]
[Woman] Welcome to Amsterdam.
[Repeats in multiple languages]
Amsterdam is the capital of Holland,
and world-famous for its many canals.
There are more than 165 canals,
and they have a total length of more than 25 miles.
They traverse the whole city,
and were dug in the 17th century
for the transport of goods from the harbor
to the merchants' warehouses.
Amsterdam has 750,000 inhabitants
living in some 200,000 houses.
And all those houses are built on piles.
Amsterdam is built on roughly 100,000 piles,
so kindly don't stamp your feet hard, or the town will sink.
[All laugh]
[Gasps]
[All scream]
[Sighs]
[Suspenseful music plays]
Careful. It's loaded.
Daddy, you have to die.
That's no toy, so put it down.
Bang!
No smoke, no fire.
An hour in the bath,
not to mention how late you got home.
I'd say that's a poor reason to shoot your father.
You had better get moving. It's a quarter to 9:00.
I'm going to be late for school.
And it's all my fault.
You have to drive me, remember?
They stole my bike yesterday.
Oh, yeah, that's right.
And the police do nothing.
This year alone, do you have any idea
of just how many the crooks stole?
No idea. Two?
[Phone rings] Three?
Hello, the Visser residence.
He's in the john. I expect that he's masturbating.
Yeah.
Eric, telephone for you.
It's headquarters.
Yeah?
[Turns music off] Yeah.
Yeah, it's probably her upbringing.
Anyhow, what's on your mind?
On the bridge?
Yeah, sure, I'm on my way.
My bike, did they find it?
No, not yet.
Naturally not.
[Turns music on] Ready?
Hours ago.
- Got all your books? - Yeah.
Just hurry up, will you?
Did you feed the cat...?
Good morning, Amsterdam.
Thanks, handsome.
You're a fresh kid.
[Radio announcer speaking Dutch]
[Bells tolling]
Shit.
[Inaudible]
[Grunts]
I phoned. They'll arrive any minute.
And the cake?
You used excessive force,
and you ruined my cake.
I use the best ingredients only.
[Police sirens]
Your keys, sir.
[Car horns honking]
[Man] It's about time you showed up, asshole!
[Engine starts]
[Indistinct chatter]
Eric, I thought we should begin.
I had to stop at the baker's. Is that her?
Yeah. The body's a bloody mess, though.
Only a maniac could have done it.
- Identity? - A hooker.
Potter is checking on her.
I've already seen to the photographers.
- Was she raped? - No, it didn't look like it.
The murder took place there. Blood all over.
- She was stabbed. - And hung from here.
Yeah. Upside down by her feet.
- In a bowline knot. - Hmm. A seaman?
That's possible. We'll check it out.
Good.
Anyone see it?
Not that we know of.
But I guess she was killed, let's say...
between 2:00 and 6:00 in the morning.
They're dragging the canal for evidence.
What a fabulous sense of humor our maniacal killer had.
Like an advertisement.
Eric, we got a witness.
What did she see?
Would you tell the gentlemen your story just as we heard it?
Go on.
It was a monster.
A monster?
A big monster.
A huge, fat monster.
I'd be glad to go to hell if it were any different.
It came out of the water.
Out of the water? Did it have a boat?
Out of the water.
People paying. Whoring's a sin.
- What do you think? - Hard to say.
She's hardly what you'd call a reliable witness.
Yeah, but she's the only one we've got at the moment.
What do you think she's talking about?
A big, black monster with huge claws?
Don't know, but I hope your mother-in-law has an alibi.
- Yeah. - Let's wait for the autopsy.
- It's all we can do for now. - Hmm.
Maybe the investigation will turn up something.
I put eight men on it.
Let's hope, because for now
it doesn't look like a promotion in the making.
[Distant police sirens]
Why are you two sitting in the dark?
Shh. Willy's trying to contact his dead aunt.
[Eric] Oh, he's at it again, is he?
I thought he was here to help you with the housework.
Stop fooling, Dad.
You're talking.
Did you make contact?
My aunt was killed on a river.
A torrent of words is like a torrent of water.
I'm not lying, I tell you. It pollutes the stratosphere.
And that's where they live.
[Anneke] I think that you're just a big fake, Willy.
[Eric] Can I turn the lights on now?
[Anneke] Be careful. The spirits hate electricity, too.
You're just jealous of my gift.
Ha! Some gift.
Not staying for dinner?
No, my mom made macaroni. Good night, Mr. Visser.
Good night, Willy. Say hello to your aunt.
I will. See you tomorrow, Anneke.
[Anneke] Not if I see you first.
- Things at school? - All right.
Did you buy any peanut butter?
- Nope. - Why is it you always forget?
Why don't you do the shopping from now on?
There's no jam either.
Sweetie, there are more things in life
than jam and peanut butter.
Yeah, apple strudel. And you didn't buy that either.
Here, set the table for us, huh?
- What's for dinner? - Brains in broccoli sauce.
I hate French cooking.
[Man] One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine.
Three meters even.
Hour: 3:00.
Three meters even.
[Boat horn blows]
I have a feeling we're wasting our time.
Are you sure this is the right spot?
We're sitting precisely over the pipe.
We aren't having much luck.
It's all clean, the water.
Do you suppose they knew we were coming?
Not even a turd or a rubber.
Shh. Not so loud. They'll hear us.
I bet they shut down the plant.
Solvents.
I bet before the night's out,
we'll find all the evidence we need.
One little leak, and we've got them nailed.
Yeah. That's just what I'm going to take myself.
What did I tell you? Hurry up.
Killing all the fish.
We got them.
Two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine.
Pull.
- Pull it up. - It's stuck.
I'll give a hand.
What could it be?
Chemicals.
Jesus, look at that.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
There's something weird going on.
Haul the anchor in.
Hope you filled the tank like I told you.
Hendrick?
[Suspenseful music playing]
[Gasps]
Aah!
[Gasps]
[Suspenseful music continues]
[Coughs]
[Panting]
Hey! Hey!
Hey!
Why are you stopping?
- I saw a man. - Where?
Right down there by the water.
- I didn't see him. - Well, I did.
[Sighs]
Hey, the good Samaritan.
He beat it.
That weed stuff that we haul
is beginning to make you act funny.
Next you'll be seeing angels flying.
I guess you were right, Luke.
A worker on the morning shift found the boat.
Nobody at the factory saw anything?
They had to shut down last night for maintenance work.
The two night watchmen claim they saw nothing.
Hi, Eric.
- [Camera shutters click] - What were they doing?
Apparently they were collecting water samples.
They were the ones who ended up getting sampled.
The killer. Think it's the same?
- Serial murderer? - Yeah.
Want to see the autopsy first.
But it's very unlikely that there'd be more than one
of this kind of killer.
I warned you, buddy. Give me the camera!
- You don't want to listen... - Here it is.
[Tourist] Hey, take it easy. You don't have to get rough.
Just give me that camera, wise guy.
Hey, come on. Don't break it.
You try it again, and I'll ram that lens down your throat.
Look who it is. Holland's Sean Penn.
I don't like to be photographed.
Hello, Eric.
John.
It's a long time.
Thirteen years, Eric.
Oh, Eric, this is John van Meegeren
of the river police.
I've met him.
Come to assist us? You got a big rap.
They thought you might need help.
We're good at getting stiffs out of the water.
Come here. Look at this.
The years haven't changed you.
You're right.
You're still prettier than I am.
Are you still angry with me?
It hurts when someone runs off with your girl.
I found that out, too.
The grapevine said that she dumped on you.
Yeah, John, you heard right.
An English artist.
They were living in London last I heard.
Left me with my daughter.
She visits her at Christmas.
It's water under both our bridges.
But don't do that again.
No intention.
Your guys found anything yet?
Not yet.
We are combing the bottom.
The channel down there is so murky
it makes searching difficult.
John! John!
They've got something.
What is it?
Depth meter.
Standard equipment for a diver.
[Eric] Are we dealing with a diver?
We can't tell that at this stage.
I want this analyzed. Bring it to the lab.
I want to know how long it's been down there,
- and where it comes from. - Okay.
A psycho killer in Amsterdam's famed canals.
That's not going to enhance our good reputation.
I'm looking forward to quite a summer.
[Man] A diver? As a theory,
isn't that a bit extravagant?
Unless it's a monster from Loch Ness,
it seems to me that it's our safest bet at the moment.
But you don't have a single witness.
No one's seen or heard a thing.
That's right. The canals are an ideal place
in which to hide.
You can go all around the city incognito.
What do you think, John?
Those two were taken at total surprise last night.
And surprised, no one could survive that.
It was a diver.
Some fruitcake with a bizarre hobby.
How about you, man? You got enough?
For the moment.
Keep me posted.
And if you need anything, let me know.
I trust that you two rivals will get along.
Here's a list of all the registered divers
in the Netherlands.
- Great. - That's 8,000 suspects.
And that includes you, my son.
I have an alibi.
I have here the taxi driver's statement.
And what's his story?
He picked her up around 2:30, quarter of 3:00.
He said she made sexual advances to him,
and he said "no," and threw her out of the car.
It's over.
He probably put a move on her.
For the rest of the night, a water-tight alibi.
I'll bet he has.
[Phone rings]
Hello?
Yeah.
Come on, tell me.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'll get back to you.
Tiny piece of black rubber was found
on one of the anchor prongs.
The lab analyzed it.
- From a wet suit? - Yeah.
We're on the right track.
- Has Potter traced that line? - What line?
The rope he used to hang her over the canal.
All the factories are being checked,
and all the stores and other outlets are being traced.
How good it does make me feel
to see everybody's earning their keep.
It's noon.
- Lunch? - Lots of red meat.
Sixteen stab wounds,
of which at least eight were fatal.
It was such a mess internally
that some organs were almost completely displaced.
Broken neck, two broken ribs,
splintered nose bone, water in the lungs.
Her eyes were already fish food.
I've never seen anything like it.
The murder weapon?
Sharp knife.
Look. Here's the point.
In the force of the attack, it was broken.
Probably a carving knife
with a blade between 20 and 30 centimeters.
[Eric] Stomach contents?
A matter of grisly fact, there was wine
and an undigested hamburger.
Top quality beef.
Was she dead before he tossed her in, Sam?
She should have been.
The fact is, the lungs contained a lot of water.
She was alive when she entered the water.
Fortunately for her, she was dead
when she was hung from the bridge.
So much for the little lady.
And now to our fishermen friends.
He really did a job on these guys.
I shall spare you the finer details, gentlemen.
One of them was decapitated.
Evidently, that took place underwater.
Both had partaken of a vegetarian repast.
Lentils, carrots, the usual slop.
They even had a little tofu for dessert.
He used a similar instrument, but the knife was another type.
One important difference is it had a serrated edge.
It's not unusual in my experience.
- The kind carried by-- - By a diver.
Exactly.
Explain.
Carried in case of emergency.
So he can cut himself loose
should he get into trouble on the water.
Right, only in this case, three innocents ended up dead.
Now that we know what to look for,
how do we nab this guy?
You tell me. You got the rap.
All that we know about the guy is he's strong,
wears a black wet suit,
and that he is missing his depth meter.
Not much evidence to go on, Eric.
You can say that again.
Eight thousand registered divers.
There's got to be at least another 10,000
at the sporting clubs.
In my opinion, we concentrate on Amsterdam.
Our murderer certainly knows the canals in this city.
More coffee here?
Yeah.
That murdered quiz master. Pretty neat.
You didn't have much to go on.
It piqued your interest?
And all the headlines.
We had nothing.
Needless to say,
a check was run on all the candidates
who had never won a pot to piss in
or a window to throw it out.
It took us nine weeks to catch the guy.
Yeah, but in the end, how did you collar him?
Little patience,
intuition and luck.
Lots of luck.
[John] You've always been a lucky guy.
[Music playing]
- Can I help you? - Just looking around.
You're not interested in joining?
- I'm an investigator. - Still another cop.
I've been bugged by you since early morning.
All in the course of duty, sir.
What are your duties here?
I'm the manager here. Just what are you looking for?
Why are you picking on us?
You're the largest diving club in Amsterdam.
In the Netherlands. And the best.
I'd like to take a little look around.
- Hmm. - Is it okay I do that?
I guess you're invited.
The diving gear is stored in here.
Our members can make free use of it.
How many members are there?
More than 1,400.
Are they trustworthy?
Trustworthy?
Do they return everything that you lend out?
There hasn't been any problem with it.
You don't think it was one of our members that murdered them?
Are they pillars of society?
Our clients rank high in the community.
No reason they should want to swim in the canals.
They're filthy.
It makes no sense.
You can't hardly see past your nose in that gunk.
Nah. We organize excursions to the sea and trips abroad.
Sunken wrecks and diving on coral reefs.
That's our kind of sport.
Why would anyone want to go diving in the filthy canals?
Lots of weapons here.
Licensed for it.
They're an absolute must for every diver.
Be careful, it's very sharp.
I'm aware.
And this?
What do you use this for?
That's for sport fishing.
Shark.
They get too near, it's self-protection.
Now if you'll excuse it.
I love to see people earning their keep.
[Sighs]
You're all wet.
Hello.
Can I help?
Yeah.
It's fine in the water, but it weighs a ton on dry land.
Are you, uh, a devotee?
- No, not yet. - Oh.
Been at it long?
A couple of weeks. I need a lot more practice
before I get good at it.
What made you start?
An enthusiastic friend. Like to try it?
I might.
- Hi, Laura. - Hi.
Found your first suspect?
He's with the police, so watch what you say.
Someone not pay their parking fine?
I wish it were the problem.
Really?
We're investigating a murder.
Oh, serious work.
Could you consider a drink?
Sure. I'd like a drink.
But I'll be a little while.
- I'll wait for you. - Okay.
See you in the canteen.
[Indistinct chatter]
I thought cops never drank when they were on duty.
I've never been very dutiful.
Have you made any progress?
I've made a few advances.
Hi, Martin.
Martin.
Good to see you. How are things?
Going along.
Lieutenant Visser of the Amsterdam Police.
- Martin Ruysdael. - My pleasure.
They're looking into the canal murders.
Yes, I've been seeing it on TV.
It's so difficult to fathom why things like that still happen.
What'll you have?
A bourbon.
Have you any idea who the maniac is?
No, but we're patient. I suppose that you're a member.
Not anymore. Not for years.
Used to be on the committee,
but then I got too busy in my practice.
You'd be a doctor.
- Psychiatrist. - Here you are, Martin.
Thanks.
Time is a problem.
I don't think I've worn a wet suit
in the last three years.
Have you ever done it?
No, never.
I recommend it. It invigorates the mind.
Fishing the southern waters,
the coral reefs and all the flora.
Opportunity arises, boy, just do it.
It sounds great.
Martin, you're early.
Hi.
Oh, have you two met?
The friend who introduced you to diving.
- Mm-hmm. - Talking about me?
Policemen are so inquisitive.
But mum was the word.
Possibly another time, huh?
- You're going to leave? - I have tickets to a concert.
Another time, then?
We'll see.
- Shall we go? - Yeah.
[Door closes]
[Suspenseful music plays]
[Singing in Spanish]
Won't you contribute to help us carry out the...?
- Here. - Ride a bus cart.
Over there.
- You're married? - No.
There you are.
[Loose change rattles]
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Thank you.
[Wheezy breathing] [suspenseful music plays]
[Gasps]
Steady. What's the rush?
Pardon. Sorry.
His eye is on the sparrow, right?
Well said. Hallelujah.
Wow. She has a figure that'd stop traffic.
Shit!
[Screams]
Joe, we're rich.
Ha!
[Man] Two flags?
The red is where she disappeared,
and the yellow is where she was found.
Well, why did he drag her all through the canals, I wonder?
Maybe he was teaching her to swim.
The man seems to like playing with his victims.
Okay, guys, we know who the victim is,
when and where it happened, but that's all we know.
- Nobody saw anything. - Anything on the rope?
No. They're still checking, Eric.
- Piece of rubber? - Standard wet suit.
Info on the blade point?
The blades are sold all over.
Depth meter?
We're still checking.
What about patrol boats?
I'd say we're lucky if we get two.
They're short of men, they're saying.
Two patrol boats. It's better than nothing.
Eric, what about talking to a psychiatrist?
I'm ahead of you. I've already done that.
[Phone rings]
Visser.
Yes, sir.
Right away.
[Hangs up phone]
I'm not the only one who's frustrated.
All I know is that something's got to be done.
You don't have to answer to city hall.
Four dead in four days.
Hmm! I'm ready to offer a personal reward.
Each lead is checked thoroughly as it comes in.
What else can we do?
And still no witnesses.
Bag lady is the only one.
Maybe a few fish.
I just got a phone call from the mayor himself.
He asked if it was safe to take some VIP visitors
- on the canal boat. - And what did you say?
Told him they shouldn't dangle their feet in the water.
[laughs]
I know how you feel, Eric.
You feel powerless.
All you can do is wait.
Wait for the right tip and the big clue.
But that's not enough. Something has got to be done.
Otherwise, what do we do? Close off the canals?
Might as well vacate Amsterdam.
That's the safest idea.
Drastic, but safe.
Hey, Eric. You look glum.
Any reason not to?
Sure. The lab boys analyzed the depth gauge.
They're pretty sure it hadn't been down there
for more than three days.
That means it's the murderer's, then.
I concur with that deduction.
Also, there was a heavy salt deposit on it.
Huh? Which means?
Only that, for one thing, we can rule out
each and every freshwater diver.
We're now looking for divers who worked on, okay,
oil rigs or in seagoing towage.
So we need to know just what kind of water
the depth meter was used in.
Then we're halfway home.
And the depth meter can tell you that?
They just got to analyze the sediment in the meter.
They're at work now.
Huh. You mean there's progress?
Where are you going?
Potter knows where to reach me.
I got a date with a... work of art.
[Laura] And now we come to the most
famous painting of the 17th century,
and the highlight of the tour of our museum.
It's The Night Watch, painted by Rembrandt.
It was painted between 1639 and 1642,
and it shows us how Rembrandt succeeded
in solving the problem of assembling people in action
into a group.
And the long, mainly diagonal lines into weapons
suggest...
a three-dimensional space.
This masterpiece brings us to the end of our tour.
I thank you for your attention.
You not take us further?
I'm sorry, sir, but the tour stops here.
- But... - Thank you all very kindly.
So, do you like art?
I'm a sucker for beauty.
How did you find me?
I'm a detective, you may recall.
As I understood it, you were on a case.
I'm playing hooky today.
Will you have dinner with me tonight,
or are you going to another concert?
That's no way to ask for a date.
I've already reserved a table for two,
so if you say no I'll just have to ask someone else, I guess.
You don't waste a lot of time, do you?
I try not to.
Okay, pick me up at home. 6:00.
Where do you live?
I thought you were a detective.
[Eric chuckles]
I want to reserve a table.
For this evening.
It will be two.
[Soft piano music plays]
Thank you.
What a pretty place.
You have good taste in restaurants.
I may have a dirty job, but I still like to eat well.
How about your daughter? She doesn't mind staying alone?
No, she's used to my irregular hours by now.
She can take good care of herself.
I must hand it to her, a girl that young.
I'd be lost in a desk job, Laura.
Normal routine and normal people.
Yeah, you'd not be the type for a regular life.
I'm just your basic cop, I guess.
And now let's hear your story.
There's nothing to tell.
Well, there is work, life.
The men in your life.
I think you know all about that, detective.
Very young when you married.
Lived abroad for a couple of years.
Last year and a half,
you've worked at the museum.
That's amazing. You've done a job on me.
[laughs]
Our people play the Interpol computer.
You put your money in the slot.
Hits the jackpot, it tells you everything.
Everything?
Computer arrogance.
About certain social areas, it knows nothing.
Discreet computer.
And my shrink competitor?
You mean Martin? No, he's just a friend.
I've been in therapy with him for six months.
When I lost my husband, I went into a tailspin.
Someone suggested Martin.
Aside from the therapy,
once in a while we go out to dinner or to a concert.
We're just friends, really.
Did he get you to take up diving?
He said it'd be a good way to relax.
You're acting like a detective.
Martin doesn't dive anymore?
Not since a childhood friend
was very seriously hurt in an accident.
What sort of accident?
Something to do with diving.
But he never told me the story.
Told me the reason was he was too busy practicing.
The practice gets into it, too.
Let's change the subject.
All right, my lady.
How about sex?
[Anneke] Will this do?
- Where did you get it? - Where else?
From my father's service pistol.
I wanted something that belonged to the killer.
Like what, for example? His portraits?
It's a very fine line.
Not up to it?
All right, give me it.
Fine line?
Hand me the lousy bullet.
Hey, stop! It's scary!
He's there.
Are you sure he's here?
You want to go back?
No.
He's here.
What do we do?
What do you mean?
I mean, if we see him.
We nail the guy.
But he's dangerous, Willy. He's got that weapon.
Anneke, this was your idea. You said you wanted to help.
No reason to be afraid.
I do judo. [tin can clatters]
[Gasps] What was that?
It was just a rat.
There are rats here?
Might have been the murderer.
Think so?
I'll be right back. Wait right here.
Where are you going?
To investigate. Wait there.
You're going empty-handed?
Mm-hmm.
[Metal scrapes]
Willy.
Willy, are you all right?
[Suspenseful music plays]
Willy!
[Gasps]
Dirty, rotten, stinking louse!
- I was fooling. - Really?
Well, then you can consider this just a joke, too.
Help me out!
You happy now, Willy?
That's my sense of humor.
Anneke, he's around here! Get me out!
But you're a judo champ.
You got to get me out!
Okay, here you go.
- Hey! - But first, I want you to swear
that you're going to do all my homework.
- Promise. - Including the French, okay?
Including French.
[Panting softly]
Some friend.
What are you moaning about?
If you were really psychic, you would have known
that I was going to push you into the water.
You're just a fraud.
[Ventilated breathing]
I hope you can get the stain out.
Just a bit of wine. I had a great evening.
Good night.
Will you stay away from the canals?
Will you be worried?
I want to see you again.
Call me. Good night.
Good night.
[Music plays]
Okay, you've got me.
I give up.
I'm the murderer you've been looking for.
I'm turning myself in.
You can be sure you'll get the gallows.
I'm prepared to pay.
Have you a last wish?
Cup of coffee?
[Loose change rattles] [calliope music]
[Quacking]
Hey, paddle back in. We've got to get going.
Can't you go alone?
But they're expecting the two of us.
And you know how Mother gets when we're late.
Yeah.
[Ventilated breathing]
[Screams]
He's expecting me.
Ah, yes, the chief. I was just telling the commissioner
and the district attorney that I'm not at all happy
with the pace of this investigation.
We've got a serial murderer in the canals of Amsterdam.
Is this murderer going to be apprehended? Arrested?
Or is he another attraction for tourists this summer,
along with the windmills and tulips?
I appreciate your concern,
and I assure you that the police department
is doing all that it can
to bring this killer to justice, sir.
So we hope.
I'm sorry, this situation is much too serious for sarcasm.
I love this city.
Admittedly, its reputation hasn't always been spotless,
but over the years we have managed
to clean up our image considerably.
Now you see some effing whore
swinging over the canal.
Look at the papers.
The foreign press is headlining it, too.
Amsterdam's good reputation is heading down the hole.
And both the council and the police are becoming targets
in a sneer-and-jeer campaign.
There is a lot of folks out there who,
if they had to do it over again, wouldn't elect me.
No matter what it takes, I want that killer caught.
Every man that ll can spare IS on the case.
Time is needed.
I cannot let this continue.
I think Visser will have to be replaced.
Oh, no, sir. Eric Visser is one of our best men.
I know you have quite a reputation
assigning the right man to the right task.
You had quite a few of your own ideas, though, commissioner.
Yes. Eric Visser has a very good reputation.
He's excellent, I know.
But considering the lack of results so far,
I've been thinking seriously...
well, that we should find another man to handle the case.
I guess I feel that's the way to go.
Do you have other candidates in your talent pool?
There has got to be many that could take it over,
in my opinion.
- Choose one of them. - I feel you are looking
for a scapegoat, gentlemen.
The fact is, Eric is the best one for the job.
And that's the long and the short of it.
Don't you think that an injection, a new blood--?
I have full confidence in Eric.
And I am not replacing him, and that's final.
Good. That's your right.
And your office is on the line.
You've had your say, chief.
I like your loyalty,
but your boy has got just three days
to track down that murderer.
If he blows it, your head's going to roll, too.
He won't.
I hope.
[Martin] How have you been feeling lately?
[Laura] Not bad.
[Martin] No bouts of depression?
[Laura]
[Martin] Still sleeping well?
[Laura] Yes. And you?
[Martin] Why do you ask?
[Laura] I want to know something about you for a change.
[Martin] I'm the psychiatrist.
[Laura] If I keep on improving,
perhaps you'll lose me as a client.
[Martin] And is that what you want?
[Laura]
I still like talking things over every week.
I still need it.
Are you going?
It's the lying down.
It relaxes you.
Have you a cigarette?
Why won't you tell me?
What?
About your affair with the policeman?
I'm not ready to begin an affair.
Eric Visser's a friend.
He took me to dinner.
You enjoyed his company.
Yeah. It was nice.
He's a lot of fun.
Did he have any questions about me personally?
I don't remember. It was just small talk, mostly.
More fishing.
He finds me attractive.
And you?
It's mutual.
Could you be falling in love?
Could you be a little jealous?
I'm pleased that you're happy.
And maybe I am a little upset.
A little jealous.
I tell you, this is nuts.
A hell of a way to spend a night.
Cigarette?
No. Thanks.
It's a waste of overtime.
Patrolling won't help.
Can't wait for retirement.
- Quiet. - What?
I heard a sound.
Kill the engine.
Ah.
Probably just a piece of driftwood.
Relax, you're a bundle of nerves.
Relax? With five people murdered?
Yeah, and we are going to be number six and seven.
Wait.
What now? Aren't you overdoing it a bit?
Look out!
The mighty hunter.
- How sure are we? - Sure enough to ask me a few questions.
- Fill me in. - He worked for 12 years
on an oil rig in the North Sea.
Got fired two months ago.
He got fired for drinking. Couldn't hold his liquor.
Worked some guy over with a broken bottle.
Cute.
[Engine starts]
[Sirens blare]
The rope matches the kind that he was working with.
And the depth meter fits, too.
I mean, there's oil craters in it.
And the wet suit.
- Who gave us the tip? - An ex-workmate of his.
He ran into him last week and thought he was acting strangely.
Said he was talking about getting even with someone.
This could end up being the break
that we've been looking for from the start.
POLICE
Where is he?
In that hotel there.
Second floor, front.
- Is he in there now? - Don't know for sure.
The guy went in there about an hour ago.
Since then, we haven't see him.
Hello. Wilhelm.
See anything?
No sign of the guy so far.
The hotel is surrounded.
We got to bust our way in.
Gee, it'd be real rough if he got away.
That's what I'm thinking. You wait here. Come on.
[John] I'll miss all the fun.
[Dog barking distantly]
Hey! What do you think you're doing?
Police.
Shh.
Gone.
[Motorcycle sputters]
[Engine revs]
Eric!
[Tires screech]
Taxi.
[Siren wails]
[Man screams]
[Man shouting in Dutch]
We're still on his tail. Any assistance about?
We're on our way.
[Horses whinny]
[Car horn honks]
[Tires screech]
[Intense music plays]
BRIDGE OPEN
Hey, stop!
How about joining us down here?
Okay, you can refuse to answer,
but it's not going to help you.
Your ass is nailed to the wall, buddy.
I'm not a murderer, I told you!
Yeah? Let's hear you talk.
Go stuff it.
Innocent people, they don't fear us.
Guilty people run.
You're the murderer. That's right, isn't it?
You might as well confess,
because we'll get it out of you sooner or later.
I want a lawyer.
You'd better listen to me.
I'm going to put you in prison for life.
Five innocent people are dead, and you were their butcher!
Your turn.
So...
have you any plans for dinner?
Congratulations.
- For what? - Eric, you're too modest.
The mayor sends his congratulations.
He's quite relieved.
And a little premature.
Why? You have the guy.
I felt that the mayor should be the first one
to hear the good news.
It's just too early in the game.
The man swears murder isn't his style.
Ah, don't worry.
All the evidence points to the guy.
The problem with you is you're a pessimist.
Yuck.
[Door bells chime]
Eric?
Hi.
May I please come In?
You know what time it is?
It's late. Were you asleep?
So should all good cops be.
- Sorry. - Okay.
I wanted to see you.
Yeah?
If I were you, I'd throw me out.
- Cigarette? - No, thanks.
A drink?
Uh, no.
Something to eat?
Not hungry.
You've got someone under arrest.
Big story on the news.
I'll bet.
You're not exactly elated.
I don't think we got the right one.
What will you do?
Wait. Wait.
Is there anything I can do?
[Moaning and panting]
[Ventilated breathing]
[Opera music playing]
[Croaks and mutters]
That feels good.
[Urinating]
That's better.
[Music stops] Hey, now, what...?
Oh, must have knocked out the power.
Here we go.
You need the light on the subject.
Huh? Now what?
No rest.
No rest for the weary.
The fuck is out there?
There.
[Loud thump]
Huh? Jesus.
[Muttering]
Help!
[Dog barking distantly]
Police! Better come quickly.
There's a boat in trouble.
Any sign of Eric?
No. I don't know where he is.
He didn't go home last night.
- Sometimes you get lucky. - Hm.
I think you're making a mistake going alone.
You really think there's more than one murderer around?
The man is under arrest.
We're not certain that he's the murderer.
I'm not going to futz around here.
Sure this is the spot?
Oh, yeah, John. No question. This is where it sank.
Good. We'll soon know how it happened.
[Eerie music plays]
How will you know he's okay?
He'll tug on the line.
One tug means he's okay.
Five tugs, he's in trouble.
[Eerie music continues]
He's inside a boat.
- How can you tell? - The bubbles.
What do you mean?
The bubbles are no longer there,
so he's inside the boat.
Oh, right. Yeah.
[Eerie music continues]
[Muffled scream]
Look there.
Right.
He is all right.
[Tense music plays] [muffled scream]
[Grunt]
Is that normal?
[Tense music continues]
[Both grunting]
Haul him up!
He's stuck fast.
[Muffled grunting]
[Straining]
Abort!
It's too late. He's had it.
Pull him up, damn it!
There. Look there. Those bubbles.
It's him!
Follow the bubbles! It's him!
621...
- We got our man from here. - You sure?
Yeah. Straight for the lock he's going.
It's a dead end.
Once he's in, all we got to do is close it.
Okay, got him.
Get the pumps going.
[Pump motor warbling and whirring]
Eric, where were you?
John?
He wouldn't listen to me.
We waited for you to arrive, but--
He shouldn't have dived alone.
He wouldn't listen.
He was always like that.
[Tires screech]
[Officers shouting]
We've got our murderer.
No doubt this time.
[Eric] Down there.
Hasn't moved an inch in all this time.
The jig is up. No more fish to fry.
- Have you seen him yet? - No.
A bit more.
[Guns cock]
Fuck me.
Sorry, Eric. I should have known
he'd not do anything so stupid.
No sense punishing yourself.
He's really enjoying our frustration.
[Dispatcher] 604, this is headquarters.
Come in.
604, come in.
We have a breaking and entry in the Amster marina.
Repeat, a breaking and entry in the Amster marina.
Could be your guy.
On our way.
[Tires squeal]
[Car horn honks]
[Siren wails]
- That's it there. - Still inside?
I didn't see him, but I think so, sir.
[Suspenseful music playing]
Aah!
Shit. You okay?
Yeah, just wounded.
How do I start this?
Press the red button and hit the gas.
Whoa!
Again!
Pull. And pull. And pull. And...
[All shouting]
[Car horns honking]
- [Woman screams] - [man] Hey, hey!
[People shouting]
[Siren wailing]
[Tires screech]
We got them in sight.
They're going like a son of a bitch.
Oh, no.
Shit!
It's a clear case of police brutality!
[People scream]
[All screaming]
[Band playing fanfare]
[Music playing]
- [Eric grunts] - [rat squeaks]
[Motor whirring and flapping]
[Traffic ambiance and horns honking]
[Grunts]
He's back.
What are you doing here?
I was in the neighborhood.
How are you, Eric? In pain?
You get him?
No. By the time we found you, he was long gone.
What time is it?
And where is... where is Anneke?
Staying with a school friend.
[Sighs] Really?
What's the time?
1:00 a.m.
Time flies when you're having fun.
[laughs]
I shot at him. Broke his mask.
Yeah, the officers found some evidence of that,
but we don't know whether you hit him or not.
We'd better get going.
We're losing time.
Ow!
You stay right where you are, Eric.
You need to rest.
The harpoon only grazed the bone.
But the doctor says you need bed rest.
Jesus.
How are you, Mr. Visser?
Just great, doc.
You were very lucky. You're going to be okay.
We shall take out the stitches in a day or two,
and the only souvenir you'll be left with
will be a very small scar.
You had better go. The patient must rest.
I wanted to ask him a few more questions.
They'll have to wait. I just gave him an injection.
For the next 12 hours, he will be out.
Well, I guess I'll just have to come back tomorrow.
- Shall we go? - Yes.
[Doorbell rings]
Oh, it's you.
He hasn't returned yet.
Today I'm a little early.
Oh, well, you know your way around the place.
I have to go. My mother is unwell again.
Nothing serious, I hope.
Too much coffee. And she knows that coffee isn't good for her.
She doesn't listen to us,
and she doesn't listen to her doctor.
And now she's sick.
You give her my best.
I will.
Oh, help yourself to a sherry.
I poured myself a glass.
[Classical music plays]
[Suspenseful music plays]
[Clatter]
Martin?
[Turns classical music off]
Martin?
[Suspenseful music continues]
Martin?
Are we having fun here?
Is this some new kind of therapy?
[Gasps]
[Phone rings]
Hello, A-Wing surgery.
Would you repeat?
Eric Visser?
It's terribly urgent. We must speak.
I'll go in and check on him.
Sorry, but Mr. Visser's still asleep.
Is there a message you'd like to leave?
Yes, tell him Laura telephoned.
Yes, Laura.
Tell him that I now know the iden...
One moment. My pen stopped working.
Just remember.
Just tell him that Laura discovered who it is.
It's very urgent.
[Gate clangs]
[Gasps]
Hello?
Yes, kids.
We're visiting Eric Visser.
Third floor, Room 316.
And you said he wouldn't be here.
I tell you, I had a vision.
As long as you just shut up about it.
I just want to warn him.
Willy, how can he be in any danger here?
Maybe he won't be here long.
Four days, the doctor said.
- [Elevator chimes] - You'll see that I am right.
- I'm a seer. - Ha!
You just see that you don't fall in the water again.
- From the boss. - Yeah, that's nice.
And, uh, fresh clothes.
What news?
Nothing that's likely to cheer you up, frankly.
Mind if I have an apple?
My stomach thinks my throat's cut.
Take it.
There was a call for you, Mr. Visser.
Oh, yeah? Who?
Her name, she said, was Laura.
Any message?
It was a bit strange. She suddenly hung up.
- What did she say? - It was just strange what she said.
Let's see if I...
Something about she knew who you were looking for.
My pen ran out of ink just then, and I wasn't--
- When was it? - Oh, 15 minutes ago.
Why didn't you put it through?
- You were asleep. - Where was she?
She didn't say.
Isn't it Wednesday today?
What time is it?
Uh, 5:35. Why?
Mr. Visser, what are you doing?
Eric, what is it?
Hurry, or we'll be too late.
Late? Late for what?
Mr. Visser!
- Hi, Pop. - Papa's out of here.
- Where to? - Tell you later.
[Thunder rumbles]
[Playing mellow tune on piano]
[Gasps]
Just what the frigging hell is going on?
- Step on it. - Eric, this is a new auto.
I'm breaking it in still.
Eric!
[Thunder crashes]
[Suspenseful music plays]
- [Grunts] - Laura! Aah!
[Thunder crashes]
[Groans]
[Screams]
[Ventilated breathing]
[Sobbing softly]
It's all right. It's all right.
I don't think that's necessary.
Martin, I thought you did it. I don't understand.
I suggest that you call for assistance from here.
You and I are long overdue for a talk.
[Ventilated breathing]
He's a childhood friend. We did everything together.
Including the diving. That especially.
He made it his career.
He went to work for a well-known salvage company.
What happened?
Three years ago the ship, in a storm,
lost some of its cargo: these vats of chemical waste.
He was instructed to go down. His task was to recover them.
- They said it was harmless. - What was it?
Uranium hexafluoride. But they didn't say that.
Who didn't?
It was a high-level cover-up
from the great chemical company.
And then, Martin?
They called it only a small accident.
One of the vats had burst open on the bottom.
I couldn't recognize the guy. His whole face was disfigured.
The waste turned out to be radioactive as hell.
It ate into his head. I watched him deteriorate.
But I couldn't help.
[panting]
[Squeals]
He withdrew, wanting nothing to do with anyone.
I quit diving. The pleasure, it was gone forever.
I went often to see him, try to help him.
Then he asked if he could borrow my diving gear.
He no longer had his. I said, "Of course."
He was a friend.
I just wanted the guy to be a little happy.
I had no idea what his plan was.
Revenge on society.
Innocent people had to be slaughtered.
I just couldn't believe it.
He's sick. So is society.
We're nearly there.
[Thunder rumbles]
[Grunts]
[Sirens wail]
He's in there. There's no hurry.
His diving days are over.
[Sirens wailing]
Shouldn't we go back? Anneke will be worried.
There isn't any rush, Laura.
- I reserved a table for dinner. - Oh, yeah?
For three, by candlelight, in a fish restaurant.
[laughs]
A fish restaurant?
You don't like fish?
Uh... no.
I don't like anything that comes out of the water.
I came out of the water, Eric.
Ah, well, you're the one exception.
- Aah! -[gasps]
[laughs]
You clown.
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