Riphagen Page #5

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They didn't have such

important information.

Your husband will officially

remain dead for now.

- Sorry, I thought you could come home.

- It doesn't matter, turtledove.

Don't cry. Hey...

Frits.

I don't expect it'll take long.

It'll protect you.

Hey honey, come on.

- Take off your shoes.

- Sure, wise guy.

It's this way.

You can stay here

till we're done with you.

- Why this room?

- It's the only room that can be locked.

- Yes?

- The woman Riphagen worked with.

I'd like to use your archive

to find her real name.

- No, the archive is mine, remember?

- Would you look for it then?

No problem.

Submit an official request.

A phone call for you.

Yes, Toon Kuijper speaking.

- Toon, it's Riphagen.

- Dries?

- Dries Riphagen?

- I need your help, urgently.

- Is this a joke?

- No. I have no time to explain.

You have to find a girl for me.

Betje Wery. Grab a pen and paper.

- I am writing it down.

- Betje Wery. Wery with a 'y'.

Jewish girl, late twenties, widowed.

Probably in Rotterdam.

During the war she used the name

Bella Tuerlings.

But her real name is Betje Wery.

Make sure she disappears.

- Toon?

- Is this really not a joke?

Toon, I mean it.

- How long will he stay?

- Depends on him.

- It may be a month, may be a year.

- A year?

No one must know we have him.

Einthoven least of all.

- He worked for the SD.

- He's a storehouse of information.

If we tell Einthoven,

he'll be executed within a week.

Why would we trust him?

According to Jan he betrayed Gerrit.

Exactly, according to Jan.

Only two people from Gerrit van der

Veen's group survived: you and Jan.

And then we were betrayed

at Jan's hiding place.

Execution remains an option.

First we need to find out the truth.

Interrogation of Bernardus Andreas

Riphagen, born September 7, 1909.

Present are Frederik Kerkhoven

and Willem Evert Sanders.

You know why you're being interrogated?

You want me to betray people.

- I wouldn't put it like that.

- I understand.

First question:
What do you know

about Jan van Liempd?

Jan betrayed Gerrit van der Veen.

Unfortunately, I found out too late.

There was nothing I could do.

Mr. Riphagen hands us a photo,

taken during Gerrit van der Veen's arrest.

Jan van Liempd is seen with an unknown

woman and Willy Lages, head of the SD.

- Where did you get that photo?

- I had an inside contact.

Did Jan work alone?

I think together with that girl.

She also worked for the SD.

- I believe she was Jewish.

- Bella Tuerlings.

- Oh, you know her.

- Is that her real name?

That's the name she used then.

She probably won't use it anymore.

No, probably not.

Handsome Karel, Halvemaansteeg. Owns stolen

Jewish property. Paintings, I believe.

Black Gerrit and Black Bob,

both worked for the Gestapo.

Italiaander. Thank you.

Gold, jewelry, anything he could get.

Kees Crowbar, as we called him.

His real name, Kees van de Bergh.

Maybe the worst of them all.

Also worked for the Gestapo.

Kemp, from the cafe on the Amstelstraat.

Was an informant of the SD.

Freddy van Nuenen had lists of

addresses of Jews in hiding.

I'm looking for a woman.

She went by the name of Bella Tuerlings.

Bella...

Don't know her.

- Think carefully.

- Why would I remember a Jew's name?

Could Riphagen just hire informants

without you knowing?

Of course not. Everything was documented.

And I ran a very tight ship.

- You could take it as an example.

- But the archive was destroyed.

- Not the entire archive.

- So where is it?

Why would I help you?

I'll be executed anyway.

Maybe something can still be done.

- And you can do that?

- Do you have a choice?

In the basement.

And her name was Betje.

Her last name I don't know anymore.

We've looked all over Rotterdam.

Not a trace.

If she talks, everything will be in vain.

We did all we could.

Put Toon on.

- Wim, where's the SD archive?

- It's being processed.

I want access to it, now.

- Reason?

- I don't have to give you...

Jan is looking for the real name

of an informant, alias Bella Tuerlings.

- Why didn't Jan submit an official request?

- I did. Waiting time 13 weeks.

It's very busy. A lot of traitors out there.

- I'll do it myself.

- No, it's my archive.

- We know it's your archive.

But the SD archive isn't.

- So you've looked everywhere?

- It took us two days.

- Also on the Hofplein?

- We searched the entire Hofplein.

Hofplein was bombed to bits, Toon.

You didn't go anywhere.

So what?

You can't expect us to

shoot people in peacetime.

We're through with Dries Riphagen.

You're on your own.

Get lost.

No one has to hand the archive over.

I just want to have a look. Is that okay?

A waste of effort.

I've gone through it already.

- Riphagen's informant isn't to be found.

- According to Lages her name is Betje.

Excuse me?

Her first name is Betje.

Betje is her name.

According to Lages.

And Jan is going through the SD archive

on his own right now?

Wasn't it destroyed?

Betje. I'll be damned.

Betje, from Rotterdam. Betje...

Betje Wery, with a 'y'.

And you say Betje and Jan

betrayed Gerrit van der Veen?

Yes. You belonged to that group, right?

You guys raided the State Printing House.

- You stole hundreds of ID cards.

- Ten thousand.

Ten thousand? Gee.

That must have been worth a fortune.

What happened to it?

- I have no idea.

- Well, I do.

That guy won't stop at anything.

If he finds Betje Wery before we do,

he will kill her.

She's the last witness.

- And?

- Both her parents survived.

They are in Rotterdam.

Here's the address.

- You think we'll find her?

- You'll see for yourself.

- What? And Dries?

- He can't go anywhere.

Elisabeth Wery.

Widow of Frans Tuerlings.

- And if I find her?

- She can't go to the Security Office.

We have to keep her away from Jan.

- Do you trust Dries more than Jan?

- I don't trust anyone.

But Dries cooperates

and Jan just keeps thwarting us.

Elisabeth, 'Betje'.

If I can unmask Jan

together with Betje Wery...

Einthoven will fall too,

and then I'll be the boss.

Then we'll go to the very bottom.

A new Netherlands, Frits.

It's just around the corner.

- She was taken away an hour ago.

- What, by whom?

She knew him. I don't know why

you're looking for my daughter...

but let me say one thing:

Without her we'd have been sent to

Poland. We'd have been dead now.

Whatever she did, she did it for us.

The man who came for her

was also from the Security Office.

Have a seat.

I have to make a phone call.

Kerkhoven.

You don't know me.

You've never seen or talked to me.

- Blame everything on Jan.

- Alright.

If you mention my name,

I'll shoot your parents.

You betrayed the group, together

with Jan van Liempd. Understood?

Understood?

I have nothing to lose.

Yes, alright. See you shortly.

Are you alright?

My boss is on his way.

Someone picked up Betje Wery

in Rotterdam.

They're waiting for you.

Jan, I was just saying

that Mrs. Wery has a story...

that will interest you

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