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just seem to get worse.

In two months, he'll have to go

to a long-stay place.

HEY:

The most humane way

of locking people up for life.

I'll see if my firm

can take over the case.

As his lawyer,

you could visit him every day.

Mom, don't stare at the man.

DEKKER'S ATTORNEYS

I want to go to school.

You're not going today.

We are going to stay

at mommy's work today.

Lode...

- What's he doing here?

Can I talk to you?

- Ten seconds, brief and simple?

No...

- Forget it.

I have to be in court in 15 minutes.

Good luck.

This man will take care of you.

Just leave him be,

I'll be back before lunch.

Thanks, Finn.

Ten Kate and Van Dijk are coming.

- Cancel them.

I have to see Sam Dijksman.

Boelens, Boelens, Boelens...

What was his first name again?

Ray-

Convicted of double homicide in 1982,

a mother and daughter. Your client.

Oh yes, him. Won't shake your hand,

normal conversation impossible.

He's fine where he is.

- He wants us to take over his case.

That's highly unusual.

- My office wants the case.

You're civil law.

- Lode Dekker isn't.

Why does he want to waste his time?

Van Hees, his previous lawyer, made a

mess of it. There's nothing to save.

I'll go to the Bar Association.

Boelens is still entitled to an adequate

and unbiased defense.

I doubt very much whether you qualify.

Can you make sure

I'm allowed to see my client?

Ray, you've got a visitor.

Come in.

- Thank you.

Ray's very curious.

- Did you tell him I'm his sister?

No,you can do the honors.

I'm Bo, by the way.

This way.

Have a seat. He'll be right there.

Go and sit down, Ray.

Are you laughing at me?

No.

Sorry, I'm a little nervous.

I'm Iris. Iris Boelens.

My name is Boelens too.

You don't have to stay.

- He does. Stay. Bo, stay.

Take it easy, Ray. I'm staying.

It's alright.

Ray has trouble meeting new people.

You're probably wondering who I am,

and what I'm doing here.

Or did you know I existed?

I think I'm your sister.

I'm your sister.

Can you say something?

- I don't have a sister.

What's your mother's name?

Ageeth Antonia Boelens.

- Born September 20, 1942?

She' 3 my meme! Km.

Can I show him a picture?

- Yes.

She's my mother too, Ray.

Mom couldn't handle me.

Why would she have another baby?

I understand this is a shock to you.

I'm sorry to spring this on you like this.

Where have you been all this time?

Iris, that's too abstract for him.

Until when did you live with Mom?

You can talk normally. I lived with Mom

until I was nine. I was nine.

And after that?

- Boarding school.

Can you still handle this?

Yes.

Bo tells me you're a baker.

Rosita says I bake the best bread

in the world.

Sourdough. No yeast, no yeast.

Rosita was your neighbor, wasn't she?

Were you angry with her?

Rosita was nice to me. Always nice.

Hi, neighbor.

Can I have one of those rolls?

And... Oh, I'll have a croissant too,

please.

Yes, that one. And a currant bun.

You bake the best bread in the world.

And Anna? Was Anna nice too?

Was Anna nice too?

Baby Anna pain.

Ray,what happened?

King Kong, Hannibal, Maria, Peanut,

Franois, Chili, Saturn, Raisin, Margje.

What happened to them?

- Get out.

What happened to them, Ray?

What happened to them?

Baby Anna is in pain. Baby Anna pain.

Ray, sit down now.

Calm down.

- Baby Anna pain.

Take him away. Take him away.

SOY -

I should have prepared you better.

Ray is autistic.

He used to live on his own.

But he can't do very much anymore.

Why not?

He's been locked up for too long.

You know that autism is hereditary?

Here's my number.

If you want to come back,

call me in advance.

I'll prepare Ray better for the visit.

This happened too fast.

Give Ray another chance.

Here you go.

I'm borrowing your mom.

There are files on my desk about

a legal aid case I took over.

That's very odd because...

One, I can't remember taking the case.

Two, I work on cases from 6

in the morning until 11 in the evening.

I don't even have time for my family.

And three,why should I bother,

for free? Give me a good reason.

Because he's my brother.

I never knew I had a brother.

We're going to do this.

You're going to do this.

Find new facts. Do research. Look

for evidence, interview witnesses.

Peter Benschop is waiting. Come on.

Kim de Boer.

She hasn't filed charges.

You know what that means?

- That's your job.

She doesn't want you in jail.

She wants money.

She was ridiculously well paid.

A sweet 17-year-old girl is more

believable than a porn producer.

Your father wants to pay.

She wants 20,000 euros.

I finished the puzzle. Mom?

You can't prove anything.

- Well, I'll go to jail then.

You'd risk a jail sentence

to spite your parents?

Sure, why not?

Ageeth Boelens?

- She's my mother.

Ageeth Boelens is your mother?

Do you know her?

Can you come with me, please?

There's something wrong with Aron.

Aron, come to Mommy.

Aron. Look at Mommy.

He suddenly started screaming.

I don't know why.

Oh, sweetheart...

Why can't you ever act normal?

Because I don't know how.

Hi Bo, this is Iris. Ray's sister.

I was wondering if you had time

to meet me tomorrow.

My shill doesn't start until

the afternoon. We could have lunch.

Is everything alright?

- Yes, I'm fine.

What are you doing

in your fathers desk?

Dad isn't in Japan.

- I know.

You know

And what about this?

Put it back.

What is this?

Put it back.

I'm glad you could make it.

- No problem.

Aron is...

I just don't know how to handle it.

I can understand that.

There are many kinds of autism.

Normal people look

through a kind of filter.

With autism, the filter's broken...

and the volume is cranked up,

so that everything comes crashing in.

He keeps hearing the bell, an umbrella

being shaken, drops hitting the floor.

He's registering all that.

He hears the fries being thrown

into the fryer.

There are 25 fries on his plate.

- 37.

37 fries, sorry.

Three green lettuce leaves, six yellow

chicken nuggets. I know, I'm wrong.

And I didn't even mention

half of the things...

that keep barging into his head,

unfiltered and terribly loud.

It must drive him crazy.

- That explains the anger.

It's just a short-circuit.

It's like that in Ray's head as well.

It's as if the world overtaxes them,

and they just shut down.

They're simply not there anymore.

Do you think Ray did it?

No, no. Baby Anna pain.

- There's a reward.

Tell me where you hid the baby.

- Leave him alone.

Piss off.

- Baby Anna pain.

Final warning. Or we'll take measures.

- Guys, he's taking measures.

No, no. Baby Anna pain.

I can see how he might hurt Rosita

in one of his fits of anger.

But how on earth

could he be cool enough...

to hide the baby's corpse?

I don't think he could be

that calculating.

I don't think so.

His name is Ray, and he loves fish

just as much as you do.

Tropical saltwater fish?

Funny, isn't it?

Except he's in prison.

That's why I want to help him.

Do you think that's a good idea?

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