The Golden Hour (2022) s01e04 Episode Script

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-A terrorist attack?
-Start golden hour, 9:33 a.m.
-I heard how you left Shannon there.
-There was nothing I could do for her.
So he loses his colleague in an explosion,
runs, and then calls
to name one of the terrorists.
Mardik is a suspect.
Include him in the manhunt.
Of course I didn't know about the attack.
I have to resolve this.
I think I can identify one of them.
His name is Faysal Taher.
I need his complete file.
Reza?
When you come out, Yassin will be waiting.
You can leave right away.
He'll also take care of the payment.
Hey, you forgot your backpack.
Put down that phone!
Morning.
-What time did you finish last night?
-10:15 p.m.
-Has this been mopped yet?
-Of course.
-Is Rachid present?
-No, he's sick.
Again?
-Not good?
-Sure, sure.
This is on all the systems now.
URGENT BOLO
WARNING: ARMED
It's a cop.
Unbelievable.
AMSTERDAM REGIONAL UNI
What's this?
Is this your doing?
Good job. Now he knows
everyone's looking for him.
Yes, and we'll find him too.
You have no idea
how these people think, do you?
What they're capable of.
I don't want to hunt someone
who knows he's being hunted.
It will only take longer.
-I'll have it taken down.
-He's a detective.
How long before the media find out?
-He knows we're looking for him.
-That we are looking for him. You and I.
Not every police officer on the street
and soon everyone in the country.
See to it this doesn't get leaked.
-Is Reza home?
-No.
-What's your name?
-Sami.
Hi, Sami. I'm Mardik.
-Is Reza your dad?
-Yes.
-Do you know where he is?
-Playing basketball in the cage. There.
It's very likely that terrorists
were behind the attack.
Throughout the country people are
shocked and horrified by the violence.
Politicians have…
Why are you here?
-What do you mean?
-That attack…
-Is Mardik investigating it?
-Dad, you know I can't talk about that.
Why did we have to pick up Pip?
And why did you come here?
He's just very busy.
-I don't really get it.
-I guess he just thinks this is safer.
Hey, you okay?
Watch this.
-Something wrong?
-I need to talk to you.
No idea who you are, man. Sorry.
Boys, I'm out of here.
See you guys later, take care.
-Take care.
-See you later.
-Hands on your back.
-What the fuck is this, asshole?
-Shut up.
-Fuck!
Get up. Stay back!
Alright, alright.
-What are you doing, dude?
-Shut up.
What the fuck?
-Hi.
-Good morning.
There's something I was wondering about.
Do you also have organic flowers?
Aren't all flowers organic? I actually
have no idea how these are grown.
There you go.
-Thank you.
-I'll ask.
-Have a nice day.
-You too.
Good morning.
-Are you ready?
-Yes, we're ready.
Good. Stay where you are.
I'm looking for a target.
Alright.
Want some?
What?
Should I get scared now?
Picture from the French bureau.
Of you, together with fucking Faysal.
Do you see him?
You're a fixer. You arrange things.
Weapons, cars, apartments, fake IDs.
That apartment they blew up,
did they get that through you?
Fuck!
-What kind of fucking detective are you?
-Your phone?
I don't know. At home.
At home, with Sami?
Nice kid, Sami.
Where is Faysal?
What else is he planning?
What else is he planning?
Is he planning another attack?
No, no, no. Fuck.
-Here you go.
-Oh, thank you.
Tenderloin, butter, Grüner Veltliner,
mustard…
Sir?
Would you mind?
Oh, I'm blocking your way.
Please excuse me.
-Okay, give me.
-What?
Give me some.
Wipe that off.
-How are you doing?
-I'm not sure.
I don't know what I'm feeling.
You?
-I know colleagues who were in that field.
-Broek in Waterland.
They were almost euphoric
when they came back.
Cheering, high-fiving.
I understand that.
They got them. We have nothing.
Why did you join the force anyway?
-To help people…
-And catch criminals.
That, and…
my father is on the force.
So that played a part as well.
All those stories.
Well, now you have a story too.
-Hello.
-Hello. It's done.
-Go ahead.
-Okay.
A wedding.
What did the person look like?
What's the location?
Ma'am, I'll put you through
to a colleague.
-Wedding?
-Yes.
-Was it a wedding?
-Yes, all of them.
Another attack, people.
Another attack. Multiple casualties.
Still ongoing.
-Where? Who?
-Wedding. Man with an automatic weapon.
Shit. Send everything available.
Chantal, DSI.
OC for all teams.
Yes.
RRT to new location,
the rest stays here. Get in.
OC?
We're outside shopping mall De Waal
and hear gunfire. No suspects in sight.
-10.17, I want a sitrep ASAP.
-Just send the DSI.
Hey, come, this way.
OC, 34.12.
-34.12, sitrep.
-We don't hear gunfire now. Can we go in?
Negative, 34.12. Wait for the DSI.
-A third one has been reported.
-Another attack? I have no people left.
-Two colleagues are in the mall.
-I'll send teams from out of town.
-How long before they arrive?
-Tell them to hang in there.
Max.
Step back.
No, no, please.
-Do you have a PA system?
-Yes, over there.
This is the police.
Help is on the way.
Everyone in the stores, lock the doors
and lower the shutters.
This is the police.
Lock the doors and lower the shutters.
Help is on the way.
Lower your shutters.
I don't have any.
-Is that the police?
-I think so. Check the back.
No one leaves till we find something.
Sami?
Sami.
Hey, Sami.
I found your dad.
I came to get something.
His phone. Do you know where it is?
I'll go and look, alright?
You keep playing.
How much evidence do you need?
Here.
-Are those the pictures you saw?
-I think so.
Find out who they are.
It's a whole fucking network. Let's go.
-Is that him?
-Yes, it's him. Get him.
Come here. I'll kick it down.
Hey, open the door.
-Where are you going?
-Fuck.
-Boys…
-Motherfucker.
I have no fucking time for this.
Move aside.
No, don't.
Don't.
-I'll take the right.
-Left.
One side each?
Be careful.
OC, 10.17. We're each taking a wing.
Monitor the exits.
Okay, lock down the mall.
The DSI will decide on further strategy.
Everyone is either at the market
or the wedding.
Health services are calling in
trauma docs from home.
Has it been confirmed
that the market is safe?
Okay, whoever isn't needed there
goes to the mall.
Let the DSI hurry up, for God's sake.
Don't worry. They said help is on the way.
So what's keeping them?
I'll be right back.
Hakim? Is there an exit?
Harold, it's safe here.
Safer than outside.
Goddammit.
Ma'am, come with me. Come.
Quickly.
Hold on.
Sir, can you hear me?
Very good.
I can only give you a bandage now.
I'll put this on, so the first responders
will know right away
that you're in need of help.
Please.
-Is that the police?
-I think so.
-Go and look.
-Do it yourself, dammit.
It's your store.
Is that door locked?
So lock it.
Jesus, woman.
Stop it. Just lock the door.
-There's someone out there.
-There are people in here too.
Sir.
Sir.
Goddammit, bitch.
Sir, we have to get out of here.
Will you come with me?
No, she…
-They're shooting. Come, let's go.
-No, she's in pain.
-Come on.
-I can't.
No…
Hello? Open up.
Open the doors!
Come and help us.
Come here.
-How many wounded do you see?
-22.16, OC, over.
I want a unit there, there, there
and there. That must be cleared.
MOM
That must be cleared.
Get the Safety Region on the line.
This is Linda's voicemail.
Leave a message after the beep.
It has been confirmed a second attack
has taken place, in a mall in Amsterdam.
The terrorists reportedly entered the mall
and fired at the people there.
Several people were injured
and dozens of hostages are still inside.
Faysal!
Go away!
Mardik.
Help.
Help. Help me.
Help me. This boy is wounded.
What are you doing?
That thing won't make you bulletproof.
…may be the last time you hear from me.
I love you very much.
MOM: Darling, this may be
the last time you hear from me.
I'm trapped in the mall.
I love you very much.
Grandpa?
Grandpa?
Grandpa!
Let me.
It's my fault.
All those dead people today, Husna.
It's my fault.
No, Grandpa.
I wasn't able to save them.
Children died, just like back then.
No, Grandpa, it's not your fault.
Yes, it is.
Can you look at me?
Very good. What's your name?
Peter.
There, you'll be fine.
Be very quiet.
Help is on the way. You'll be fine.
Just be quiet.
Fuck.
-Hello?
-Mardik, I found my grandpa.
-What?
-Maybe it's best if you come here.
-Where are you?
-Sloterweg 2.
I'm on my way.
No one saw this network coming.
-Nothing.
-What, nothing?
-No fingerprints, no DNA.
-What did he speak?
-Broken English.
-So he's not from here.
What does he look like?
African. They're everywhere.
-Does Interpol have this? Belgium, France?
-No replies yet.
Can't they hurry up?
They've had terrorist attacks too, right?
Jesus Christ.
May I say something?
I don't agree with how this is going.
Are you sticking up for a terrorist?
Do you have any idea what's going on?
People are being massacred as we speak.
-And more is coming, and we will stop it.
-I know, and I want that too.
But following the rules.
If it goes to court…
It won't go to court.
Can someone get him out of here?
And now?
Find out where Mardik's wife is.
Where is he?
But as yet, no public statements
have been made.
So we'll just have to wait and see.
I'm sorry, Mardik. I'm sorry.
As I said before, it's not your fault.
Malik Fardin…
I need your help.
I want you to talk to someone.
Help me, Malik Fardin.
Help me.
-Do I know him?
-No idea. It's Reza Bakir.
I know his parents.
I've never seen Reza himself.
-He's in contact with Faysal.
-Are you sure?
Hello?
Who's there?
Help! Can somebody help me?!
Help!
Hello?!
Fuck. Help!
What's this?
-This is not the way, Mardik.
-I need the password of his phone.
He knows everything about Faysal.
Leave me alone with him.
-I can use red, right?
-No.
I don't like this game. Oh well.
-My turn?
-Yes.
Easy.
Are you…
Don't.
You're coming with us. Come on.
-Mom?
-Come here.
-Stop that.
-Leave her alone.
Dad!
-Grandpa.
-Dad!
-Mom!
-Goddammit.
Come here. Darling.
Come. Oh, sweetheart.
Oh, sweetie.
They're gone.
Hello, Reza.
Who the fuck are you?
Fardin.
But what I want to know
is who you are, Reza.
Are we going?
We'll go one more time. The last round.
Come on, get out.
Where's Mardik?!
-The truth, or you'll drop to your death.
-No, no, no. No!
-Show me your hands!
-Here, my hands.
Drop those keys!