Nemesis (2024) s01e07 Episode Script

-We had one chance and you fucked up.
-You don't know what it's like.
-I've got a kid with him.
-I'll see you when I see you.
-[Martin] The safe contained a hard drive.
-I have it at home.
And I'm going to need it.
[Nina] It's better if we don't see each
other until the whole thing blows over.
Thank you.
I'm picking up a hard drive.
[engine revs, banging]
[Patrick] I'm looking for Julius Koppers.
-Tell me who they are. Who's after him?
-They're Heezink's clients.
He represents their money.
What do you want me to do?
Send a message to the group chat?
-Ma'am?
-[Kim] No idea why you'd need it.
And I'm not asking,
but their debt to us is 30k.
Are you the son of Sylvia van Maele?
[Ed] I honestly don't know
what to do next.
[Sylvia] That is not good enough, Ed.
You're his father.
-[cheering]
-Excuse me.
[exhales sharply]
[gunfire]
LIÈGE - BELGIUM
-You OK?
-Yeah.
[Ed] Syl?
-Yes, Ed. I'm driving.
-Yeah, but we're going 40.
[breathes unevenly]
I'm sweating like a pig.
-[sighs]
-[Juul] Jesus, Mom. What's wrong?
-[nurse] Woman mid-forties, gunshot wound.
-[doctor] No, no. Ma'am, calm down.
-Can I explain what happened?
-The doctor will be right with you.
-Alright.
-We're taking the patient to the OR.
In the event of a gunshot wound,
the police should be contacted.
-That's want I want to explain.
-Sir. You can explain it to the doctor.
Yes.
Shots were likely fired. Sylvia took off.
Julius is gone too.
And Koppers?
[footsteps]
[Ed] It'll be alright.
That's what the doctor said.
[sighing]
What a freaking mess.
And all for a stupid hard drive.
Alright, one more time, OK?
All bullshit aside, son.
You really don't know where that thing is?
No.
[click of keyboard]
-[Juul] Hey, Mom.
-[Sylvia] Hey.
Honestly, Ms. Van Maele,
we expected it to be much worse.
It's strange, but if you're going to get
shot, this is how you want to do it.
The bullet entered here
and came out there.
We do expect there will be some pain
and we need to watch out
for any fevers or infections.
You're on some heavy painkillers.
You'll have to stay here tonight.
-Thank you.
-If you like,
we could fold this chair out for you, but
one of these guys has to go to a hotel.
-I want you both at a hotel.
-And leave you alone?
Oh, my God. Are you crazy?
I'm not leaving you two alone here.
Then I'll get a hotel and you stay here.
[Ed laughs]
[sighs]
Yes, this is, uh, Ed Koppers.
Um, I don't really remember.
Not very well.
Um, look, alright, Julius is here
right now with me, alright?
And he doesn't have it! He doesn't!
So so if you could relay that message
to your lackey, I'd appreciate it.
Listen, as long as I am on the run,
I can't fix anything.
No, no, let me figure this out,
goddamn it!
[phone rings]
Hello?
[Patrick] Who's this?
Hello?
[phone rings]
-Julius?
-[Juul] Come on.
-[Ed] What happened?
-Dad, quit whining. Come on.
-[Sylvia] Drive.
-[Juul] Where?
Dad knows where.
[sighs]
[Rebecca] Do you understand
what I'm saying, Ms. Ciobanu?
What is being said is that Ms. Van Deurne
would like to help raise Radu.
Go help with financial contributions.
You knew Radu's mother?
I wouldn't exactly say that,
but it's not complicated, really.
I received an inheritance
and I want to get rid of it.
Mm.
I mean, just look at me as someone who
wants to make a donation, a benefactor.
Is that so strange?
It's just that
in Ms. Ciobanu's experience,
when someone gives you a gift,
they usually want something in return.
[Lars] Well, I don't.
I just want to get the chance to help.
[sighs]
[singing in French on radio]
[raises music volume]
[lowers volume]
[raises music volume]
-Can you stop that?
-[turns music off]
-He can listen to the radio if he wants.
-Yes, that's fine. Of course he can.
You're free to hop out, if you want.
I don't have a problem with that.
[sighs]
[Ed] You can put the radio on if you want.
-Well, thank you so much, Father.
-[turns music on]
You want some nice music,
my handsome young man.
[Juul chuckles]
[singing in French on radio]
[car door opens]
[breathes shakily]
-Marcus?
-[shop bell rings]
No. I'm safe for now.
VOSGES - FRANCE
Mm. Yeah Yes, I'm fine. Yeah.
Listen, Marcus. I'm going to need you
to do something for me, OK?
I know who can help us. I have a plan.
[Ed] Thanks. Au revoir. Is my accent OK?
How do you say this word?
[Juul] It's not. I think it's avoir.
-[Ed] Are you alright?
-Do you have the pills?
Should we find you another hospital?
Don't you want some water?
You know the way, right?
-[Ed] Yeah.
-OK, let's go.
[grunts softly]
[breathes shakily]
[buzzer]
[Martin sighs]
Martin, have a seat.
Well, you people just let
everyone in these days. [chuckles]
[sighs]
[door closes]
I'm here on behalf of some
of your old investors
who have requested I drop by
and see how you're doing.
I feel like all of you
are overreacting completely on this.
You really sent that lunatic after Sylvia?
At a certain point, you see,
people do begin to get nervous.
About what?
Are you nervous?
[Oscar chuckles]
Well, everyone's always
had full confidence in you,
but you entered into a deal
with a number of people,
a rather, uh, profitable deal,
I might say.
Oh, might you say that, Oscar?
People want to know if you're going to end
up sticking to your end of the bargain.
Yes, no one should worry about that.
Alright, then. Yeah.
That's, uh brilliant.
I'm out in week anyway.
Sorry?
Do you have any idea
how much money I manage?
If they convict me,
the economy of a mid-sized European
country would collapse.
Nobody wants that.
That's right. So you let them know
that they don't have anything
to worry about, OK?
[Oscar sighs]
But if I do get convicted,
I'm not going down by myself for all
the crimes you've committed. [chuckles]
Normally, we would all work to keep
an investment of your size
remaining in safe hands.
But at some point, a large depreciation
is cheaper than more funding.
[soft chuckle]
[buzzer]
[door closes]
[gulps]
-[Sylvia] Don't you recognize this?
-No.
No? I'm a little surprised
that you don't remember
'cause we used to come out here a lot.
-Look, the tall man.
-[Juul] The tall what?
Oh and here, bend down for the gate,
across the dam, past that tower.
And then you'd know
we were almost there.
And you always called it the tall man.
Oh, yeah. Kind of starting to come back.
[chuckles]
PUBLIC PROSECUTOR'S OFFICE - GERMANY
[Ulrich] Marcus.
Just don't leave right away.
Let's discuss the Weber case.
[Marcus] Thank you. I can tell you,
in the Netherlands,
-we have to get it ourselves.
-[Ulrich] Oh.
But we only do it for the first time, huh?
[laughs]
Well, what can we do for you,
Mr. Frederiks?
Yes. Uh
Well, as you may know, we have
a certain Martin Heezink in custody.
Now, Germany
had a similar investigation going on
between 2016 and 2018, spanning
multiple countries and agencies.
Well
Our office may have been compromised.
And our prosecutor is in hiding.
And she's wounded.
Now there are only a few loyal people
left in our team and to be honest,
we don't know who to trust
at our higher levels of authority.
So we need some help.
Let's not tell my dad everything yet, OK?
[exhales sharply]
[soft grunt]
-Hey.
-[Frans] Hey.
Solaris.
-How are you, Dad?
-[Frans] You remembered the way?
Yes, of course. Come here.
Ah. Oh.
-You have a little
-What do I have?
-Nothing. A bit of sawdust.
-Ah. Hm.
Hi, Frans. Good to see you.
Mr. Koppers,
a wonder you still fit in that seat.
Come on. I put the kettle on.
Who is that phone addict beanpole?
Is that my grandson?
-We were going that away, right?
-I'm using a VPN.
Mr. Koppers, you may park the car
inside next to the barn.
You remember where, right?
[sighs]
[chuckles]
We'd sleep in here all summer.
I I don't think you remember.
Dad would sit with you by the windowsill
for weeks on end
'cause you were teething
and you kept crying.
He would sing "Dreamland" to you.
-I thought you sang that song.
-No, that was father.
[exhales grunts]
-[Ed] Should we take a look at it?
-Uh, no. I'm fine. I'm fine.
[receding footsteps]
[Ed] Nice garden, Frans.
Juul, shouldn't you just
let me have that hard drive?
-[Frans] Ed, can you come to the kitchen?
-[Ed] Do you have those delicious beets?
Then you'd be rid of it.
[rustle of material]
May I ask what you're doing, sir?
Hello? You're not allowed
to take pictures of that.
[clatter of crockery and cutlery]
-Doesn't he have school?
-We wanted to take a break.
[Frans] Oh.
Uh, would you go grab a few beets
and rinse them off in the sink?
Uh bread is over there.
Well
Yeah. That's what real beets look like.
Everything I eat, I grow here.
I go to the grocery store once,
maybe twice a month.
Do you know what they call me
in the village?
-The nice man who lives down the lane?
-Are you a comedian now/
I'll make the jokes, thanks.
-Tablecloth, over there.
-Yeah.
That crazy old Dutchman,
that's what they call me here. Mm.
I'm sure your parents
must have spoiled you like crazy. Yeah.
You don't know how it's supposed to be.
Hey. I thought those two split up.
What's going on now?
[Rebecca] Yes, Ms. van Deurne, um,
I'm afraid I have some unpleasant news.
Radu's grandparents were willing
to accept your gift, but after talking to
the debt restructuring office,
with the additional fines,
their debt turned out to be a lot higher
than we initially thought.
That means that your money would be
immediately seized by the tax authorities.
Without it improving their odds at all
of getting custody of Radu
It's too bad your gift can't help.
And they say we live in a tax haven.
[Lars] Heezink's customers
are arms dealers, drug dealers,
oligarchs, dictators
and they don't want to be seen.
And we're going after their money now.
[Kim] But you're opposed to guns.
I'm opposed to waving them around
like a toddler.
But not if it's necessary.
[exhales sharply]
Is everything OK?
Hey.
-I thought I might have a little drink.
-Yeah.
I'm going upstairs in a sec.
I needed to borrow your laptop.
Does that thing still work?
[Sylvia] Yeah. My cable just isn't great.
The hard drive cable doesn't fit so
-Uh
-Let me see if I might have something.
[clears throat]
I've been telling everyone for years
that Mr. Koppers is nothing but trouble.
Ah, no, Dad, no. Ed is, uh
-He's trying.
-Alright. If you say so.
-I'm not the interfering type.
-Oh, you're not the type, huh?
Oh, that's good to hear.
-Does this work?
-Great.
[sighs]
It's nice of you to let us stay here.
[phone dings]
Tomorrow,
you need to take him out of here.
And Julius too, OK?
Mm-hmm.
[exhales]
Burning up, Sylvia.
Just a little fever. I'll be fine.
[phone dings]
A31 TOLL GATE, EXIT NUMBER 10.
-Shouldn't you be lying down?
-[exhales]
I needed fresh air.
Oh.
How long till they find us here?
I mean, how would they know where we are?
I don't think your dad
has a bank account these days.
[Sylvia chuckles]
Well, um, listen.
I feel we need to regroup here.
Two days of rest and then I will--
There's nothing you need to do.
-I never made any money off it, alright?
-OK.
No, Syl, I'm dead serious.
I didn't. Not a cent.
OK.
I never thought it'd get this out of hand.
And whenever I think back
to how we split up,
all those endless fights
we used to have
it always came down to this.
-What?
-Me thinking that it would all be alright.
Things have a way
of working themselves out.
Yeah, perhaps I'd have to start
thinking long and hard about that.
The reason that I'm like this.
I think they call that ADHD these days.
I'm just shaking with stress.
Can you tell?
[sighs]
I need to know if this was all of it.
Tell me the truth.
Yeah.
-Well, I'd have to think.
-Ed!
-Hold on. I'd really have to do the math.
-Koppers!
[exhales]
Yes.
Now you know everything.
[fingers snapping]
She's in there.
[snapping fingers]
So um, all is well, then.
[laughs]
-Where are your bodyguards?
-I sent them downstairs.
Oh, Nina, Nina, Nina.
Hey. don't you start.
I've already been run me over.
[groans]
Here.
I found something I can't place.
Maybe you could do something with it.
-I'm not allowed outside.
-What do you mean?
-[Benjamin] Hey, Nina. Come on.
-Yeah, look, I got it.
What are you doing?
You really need to stop this.
-Can I move to the room next door?
-But then you'd have a roommate.
[Nina] I know, but I'm really getting
bored to death here by myself.
[Benjamin]
Well, I'll see what I can do for you.
-But no more working, alright?
-It's a deal. I'm going to rest.
Your mom? Hello ma'am.
[laughs]
Alright. I'm curious.
[Nina] Bye, Mom. [laughs]
[sighs]
[Patrick] Hello, sir.
-Yes.
-[Patrick] Good afternoon.
I was looking for a couple that might
have driven through in an SUV.
-I haven't seen anybody. I'm sorry.
-OK, thank you.
There's an old Dutchman who lives
on the other side of this farm here.
Just follow the road,
then at the end, turn right.
Hey. Are you sure you're alright?
Yeah, yeah.
I'm going to plop down on the couch.
[Frans] Come on, Mr. Koppers.
Or we'll have nothing to eat tonight.
[sighs]
[gun cocks]
[Marcus]
Ah, I think, uh, Sylvia is there too.
-Sylvia, are you there?
-Yes, hello, Marcus. Hi.
-And hello, Stephan. Nice to meet you.
-Hello, Sylvia. How are you?
Uh, we're holding on. Thank you very much.
[Marcus] Uh, Sylvia, I told Stephan
about our case and they're very curious.
Oh, that's great! That's great news.
Well, I don't know
if Marcus told you already.
But we've been having
some trouble with
Oh, Sylvia, you're losing connection.
-Can you hear me?
-Can you hear me now?
Wha Sylvia
Marcus, is it just video?
-Sylvia?
-Do you still have a connection?
-We're looking for a, a collaboration--
-[Marcus] Sylvia
[sighs]
A A
[sighs]
Yes. Hello, guys?
I OK. Uh, just give me a second, OK?
[distant gunshot]
[Marcus] Ah, I think,
yeah, Sylvia's back.
-Sylvia? [chuckles] Are you there?
-[Sylvia] Yes.
[Stephan] As I was saying,
we have to run it by the government.
As you know, we've had a previous
prosecutor die working on this case.
Yes.
But I know Europol is very eager
to weed out corruption.
Yes.
Um But it's mostly about
Martin Heezink, right?
Of course.
And the people that put him there.
Marcus, about my theory
Uh, the thing with Ed?
[Sylvia] It's really not worth exploring
at this time.
-[Marcus] Are you having second thoughts?
-Guys, is there a problem?
-No, no, no.
-No, no problem at all.
Good.
We need all the hard evidence you have.
Yes, I have it on me.
I just, uh, need to review some of it.
OK. Well, hang in there.
-OK, yes, will do.
-[Stephan] And talk to you soon, Sylvia.
[exhales sharply, groans softly]
[exhales]
[chuckles]
[snaps fingers]
[groans softly]
Test.
[Lars] Martin left to get one of the most
expensive educations in the country
and it was paid for
by a private bank account.
A foundation. So it was a gift.
I don't understand.
I mean, I told you all of this.
-No, it was taken care of.
-That's right. Who paid?
I People.
The government.
I thought it was because he was smart.
The government
doesn't take care of smart people.
Or stupid people either.
[chuckles]
That kid may be
the biggest mistake of my life.
-[Lars] Well
-Yes.
-I know, you go to hell for saying so.
-Mm.
Well, at least my feet won't be cold.
[inhales, exhales deeply]
This is Lars Van Deurne
from the FIOD again.
I sent you an email concerning an account
from 15 years ago.
Yes, but I haven't received anything.
No name, address, nothing.
Great, thank you.
Yeah. A foundation. That's right.
Wait. Are you sure?
And where can I see those documents?
Alright, now, folks. Um, my apologies.
I had some personal business
to attend to.
Such as having a car run over me.
Um, but I know
you're all very eager to find out
just what I have to share with you.
Um, so several things
have been tried to get me to shut me up.
They tried to bribe me
to persuade me.
[murmuring]
They tried to kill me.
But the truth is the truth.
And now it will come to light.
My name is Nina Jacobs.
These are the Martin Heezink files.
Episode one.
West African State Oil.
[inmates chatter]
[sighs]
-[inmate 1] Got you there. Go again.
-[inmate 2] Yeah.
[chattering dies down]
[silence]
[door buzzer]
[door buzzer]
[exhales sharply]
-Hey.
-I was just about to leave.
Can I ask you something?
[yelling, grunting]
[guard 1] Hey! Hey! Stop that!
Get off of him!
-Stay right there.
-[guard 2] Let him go!
[guard 3] Move away from him!
Get your hands up!
-[alarm buzzes]
-[guard 1] Hands up!
[pants]
-[breathes heavily]
-[inmate groans]
[door closes, lock clicks]
[indistinct chattering]
-You OK?
-Yeah, thank you.
[ringing tone]
-[man] Hello?
-Yeah.
-I've found them.
-Good.
[Patrick] What now?
[man] Wait until we get the go signal.
Alright.
It's your money.
[Juul, Sylvia, Ed laughing]
[telephone vibrating]
[ringing tone]
This is Sylvia's private line.
-It's easier to reach me on my work line.
-[beep]
Yeah, hey, Syl. Um, call me.
I need to speak with you. It's urgent.
When you call,
make sure you're by yourself.
And that Koppers can't hear you.
I'm on my way.
[laughter]
Juul, I had to go to grade school, right?
-In Hardervelt.
-Mm-hmm.
That's three villages down the road.
So, one day, I think it was maybe
around 20 degrees below freezing.
So I asked my father here
if he would drive me to school, right?
What do you think he said?
Why are you lying again?
I dropped you off, no problem.
That's not true,
absolutely not true at all.
But was that was that before
or after the hell of '63, Sylvia?
[chuckles]
I was glad to be rid of her.
Yeah, so were you, right?
Weren't you happy
to finally get the hell out?
Right?
-What do you mean? No, I wasn't.
-That's OK. Uh
You had all sorts of big plans.
Big ideas about yourself. Well, fine.
In that sense, I was actually glad
to have you take her off my hands,
Mr. Koppers.
I just kept thinking to myself
[distorted] I don't have any idea
what to do with her, not a clue.
-In your hands she was a meek little lamb.
-[Ed] Oh, come on, Frans. That's bullshit.
How so? I'm sorry. I don't know I don't
know why that would even upset you.
[distorted chattering]
OK, time for bed.
[Sylvia grunts, exhales sharply]
-Mom.
-Are you alright?
-I'm alright.
-Well, that's all for tonight. Great.
[breathes unevenly]
[groans softly]
-[breathes heavily]
-[footsteps]
-[Sylvia] Hey.
-Hi.
Well, that, uh, was another great
Frans van Maele show. Am I right?
I was just checking on you,
but if you need time alone, I get it.
We're getting Germany on the case.
They might end up taking over everything.
That'll obviously affect you as well.
Yeah, it could indeed.
It might even mean prosecution.
Maybe we should discuss it
in more detail later.
[breathes shakily]
[Ed sighs]
[exhales]
[grunts, groans softly]
-[dog barks in distance]
-[bottles clank]
[dog continues barking]
I need you out here a minute.
-[dog barking]
-[Frans] She never barks without a reason.
-I'm going down there.
-No one's going down there. Come on.
Come on.
-Mr. Koppers.
-What, Frans? Someone's paying him!
Well, I have money too.
-I can just
-Dad, what are you going to do?
[beeping]
[phone buzzes]
[Marcus] Hi, Sylvia.
Tell Ed that I'm sorry.
We can't save Heezink anymore.
But if you give us that hard drive,
you don't have to worry about anything.
Not about your family either.
[clump of footsteps]
[Juul] Mom? What's wrong with her?
[groans]
[Frans] Turn off the light, Julius.
[glass smashing]
[breathes heavily]
Stay here.
[grunts softly]
[gunfire]
[Sylvia whimpers]
[approaching footsteps]
[Sylvia gasps, whimpers]
[nervous breathing]
[groans softly]
[Lars sighs]
[man 1] We can't get to him.
[man 2] So he's still alive?
[crackle of interference]
And now what?
[fly buzzes]
[Ed sighs]
Huh.
We had a break-in, an armed burglar,
who I shot right here.
I'll call the cops as soon as you leave.
How's Sylvia?
[clicking of keyboard]
[Sylvia] Hey.
Hey.
-Where's Juul?
-Downstairs.
-Where's Ed?
-Somewhere.
-Oh.
-There's something I wanted you to see.
-[footsteps]
-[sighs]
-Yeah.
-[Juul] This old thing?
[Ed] That's not an old thing. Yes, in age,
but it hasn't been worn much.
But if it does fit you, you can have it.
If it fits me
[muffled] I might take it.
OK.
So
basically, everyone wants to know
how can Martin Heezink
be a millionaire at only 25 years old?
But as you can see, someone helped him
get a great job when he was 18,
and helped him get a great education
before that,
and everything was paid
through foundations.
He's actually has been constantly
supported since he was 14.
-Who did?
-Well, so that's the problem.
It's all anonymous,
which you could do back then, but
[tap of keyboard]
One time,
his school does actually mentions
[Sylvia] "Paid by his father."
[Ed] Ladies,
I need to find Juul's charger.
That kid,
I don't know where he gets it from,
but he doesn't have a care
in the world, like nothing ever happened.
[sighs]
Ah, bingo.
Juul!
When are you going to listen
to your father?
It was on your bed.
Now you say, "Thanks, Dad."