Fallet G Page #3

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Then maybe

you could tell me something?

- Who was the woman in your pool?

- That's enough.

What subjects aren't "heavy"?

We can't talk about you,

that's too heavy.

How about the weather?

Would that be all right, Erich?

If take my experience as a police

officer and my knowledge of you,

and add your attitude to the equation,

- Did he say when he'd be here?

- No, but he had just checked out.

there's only one conclusion

can reach:

You're back on drugs.

Are you, or are you not?

- Should we give him a call?

- All right...

Get up.

Check please...

Take your jacket off. Slowly.

Turn around.

Excuse me, are you Erich Van Veeteren?

Good. Now sit down again.

- Where are your car keys?

- In my coat.

wonder what ever happened

to the real Frank Kellerman?

- He's dead, or living abroad.

- Hennan was smart.

Adopting someone ease's identity

is the best policy.

That's Ziegler and that's DeWylde.

So Hennan killed Veerlangen.

Are you going to look for the gun?

No, haven't seen them with Hennan.

Neither of them.

It's the prosecutor's call, but

everything's fairly straightforward

So you've had him under surveillance

for two weeks.

- We'll keep in touch.

- Give my best to Van Veeteren.

And he didn't see anyone but his wife.

Didn't

get the chance to say goodbye.

- As far as could tell.

- All right. Thank you.

ran the prints

from the Kellerman house.

Agree with you... He did it.

And something unexpected came up.

How?

He was at that restaurant all night.

Mrs. Kellerman's prints

were present at Hennan's house.

He must have hired someone.

- The shower drain...

- Elise did the clean-up job.

You could be on his payroll.

You confirmed his alibi.

Otherwise there would be openings.

Accepted kickbacks once, and it was

the biggest mistake ever made.

It cost me my job. Everything

was good at my job.

You can ask anyone around here.

Damn.

Hang on...

recognise that guy.

The one in the background.

- Did you see him with G?

- No.

He parked his car

not far from G's office.

Take it.

His name is Jochen Keymer.

At least, that's what we think.

No record.

- Any connection to Hennan?

- Not as far as we know.

He's into drugs,

possibly a small-time dealer as well.

He's smart enough

to keep a low profile.

- Where would you start looking?

- Well... haven't the faintest.

- May take it with me?

- Just remember where it belongs.

Do you think

Keymer would kill for money?

See you.

- It's been switched off.

- Tn] his home number.

Hi, Ulrike, this is Ewa Moreno...

see. Tell him to call as soon

as he gets in. Thanks. Bye.

- She's been trying to reach him too.

- He wouldn't want to miss this.

Her car is here.

Unless she suspects something,

she'll be back.

Could you call in a report?

We've put out a public alert

for both Kellerman and Van Veeteren.

Here's a tip:
Twin Garden Hotel,

Vollerim Park.

- What about the chopper?

- We need to know where to go first.

You'll find Jochen Keymer there.

Stop.

This will do.

- What if refuse?

- I'll shoot you and dig your grave.

Go on.

I'm an old man.

I'll go on digging

if you tell me everything.

Who was she? The woman

we found at the bottom of the pool?

- Some whore from Hamburg.

- What was her name?

- What did you offer her, money?

- A part in a porno movie.

have enough.

- That was for old time's sake.

- really appreciate it.

No questions asked and lots of money.

- What had the young man done?

- Nothing.

- No addresses were exchanged...

- Of course not.

His father is annoying.

So when she went missing,

there was nothing...

...to connect her to you.

You found a whore who looked like you.

Erich...

Then you moved to Maardam...

But by then

you had changed your hair and all...

Jaan had taken pictures of her.

even copied her tattoo.

Erich!

What were you

doing in that hotel room?

- Then what?

- What?

Did someone...?

After you had cleaned up,

she moved around the house,

having drinks

Did you buy stuff for yourself,

or are you back to dealing drugs?

And scattering her prints.

While Jaan went out to eat,

tailed by Veerlangen.

It was as simple as that, then...

Erich...

If hadn't taken things for granted,

want to help you.

If had asked myself

who she really was...

- Then...

- But you didn't.

You behaved according to plan.

Bothering Jaan and not asking

the right questions. Go on digging.

Hello.

Lippman speaking.

Appreciate

that you took the time to come.

A beige Peugeot

passed through Linden an hour ago.

- What do you want?

- How is he doing... your son?

That's enough.

Said, that's enough!

It's painful to see the people

you love ruin their lives.

It makes you wonder whose fault it is.

Is it your fault?

No, no one would blame the father

You know, I'd like to see...

...a bird while die.

When the son drifts into

drug abuse and a life of crime.

Could you wait until one flies by?

No one has the right to say that.

They have no evidence to support it.

Isn't that strange?

You, on the other hand,

can claim that killed my wife.

That's all right, it's your job.

Was that it?

Or did you have

something important to say?

Was simply sorry

that your son was in trouble

That's all wanted to say.

Damn you!

Oh, hello...

I'm sorry can't ask you in,

we're on our way.

- Is it time?

- Yes, it started last night.

But the contractions stopped...

You know all about

how the first baby takes it's time.

Have a seat.

- How is she?

- Fine. What brings you here?

Listen to me.

If you help us out,

your prison sentence will be reduced.

- No police stuff, hope.

- How did you know she was Barbara?

- Two or seven years, who cares?

- Come on! Give me something.

Christ... It was a hunch.

Had this... gut feeling

So can put those bastards away.

Went to see her

on the strength of a hunch.

If it hadn't been for you...

- want to help you.

- don't think you can.

Well, you never know.

Now where is she?

- You don't know what the problem is.

- So, tell me...

- How are you?

- Fine...

What is the problem?

- Here. - What's that?

- A camera.

That's a pair of binoculars.

I'm unhappy...

We don't have time, let's go!

Don't like life, Dad.

You can't do much about that.

M - Yes? ay Speak to Y Cu?

Erich... love you.

Never forget that.

We've lost Hennan.

SEVEN YEARS LATER

Excuse me, are you Van Veeteren?

Yes...

I'm Belle Vargas. You know

my father, Maarten Veerlangen.

- See. How can help you?

- He disappeared a week ago.

People usually come back.

Have you talked to the police?

They say the same thing you did. Only

think something's happened to him.

He was digging into an old case,

Jaan G. Hennan.

- You worked on that case together.

- Not exactly.

He told me he would contact you

once he had more to go on.

In that case,

he'd better contact the police.

This is what do nowadays...

He'll turn up, you'll see.

Here's is my number.

In case you change your mind.

Good luck.

Case G

Van Veeteren here.

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