Black Rider

That way!

ID.

Can't you see I'm with customs?

-ID, quickly!

Right, an over-achiever.

Please.

Was he a smuggler?

We think he had Englishmen

with him.

Why didn't you arrest him?

-Unarmed?

You confiscated my duty weapon

at the start of the war.

Everything alright?

-Just some dirt in my mouth.

Remember I could have been talking

to your grave right now.

Stay here until dark.

I can't stand here all that time.

I'll see you at home tonight.

-I can't stay here that long.

Sleep well.

-A**hole!

Did your cargo arrive alright?

-Of course.

Except we had problems on the way back.

They checked our ID papers.

We had them going, didn't we?

They were waiting for us.

Ladies, if I'll ever need a bath again,

I'll know where to go.

Better be careful.

-Don't go to bed too late, Liza.

No, dad.

And? How did you go?

-Our friend was delivered safely.

We only had a problem on

the way back.

But we solved it.

Good, that's English pilot

number 7 already.

It won't be long now.

That's a shame. Our escape route's

developed a good reputation.

After the war, I'll stay in the

industry. I'll be a tour guide.

Except, London's just came up with

something entirely new.

Sabotage.

You enjoy the intelligence work,

don't you?

Don't be difficult.

Just make sure I didn't do it for

nothing.

I think what he said about that

train's very important.

Shall I cut his throat right away?

Don't be an idiot.

Hands up!

Lie down!

Don't move!

Rinus, hurry!

I'm stuck, damnit.

Undo it! Undo it!

THE BLACK RIDER:

He almost ran me over!

-It was the Rider!

After him, quickly.

Go on, go on!

Goddamnit!

COME UNTO ME ALL YE THAT LABOUR

AND ARE HEAVY LADEN

DUTCH BUTTER:

A pleasure that you're working at

the border again, Uzerman.

You've been gone for too long.

-My country called, gentlemen.

All the pretty Indonesian girls

give their regards.

You've had quite some trouble

with your colonies.

And you lost them too.

At least, we still have our Congo.

And no problems at all.

But I understand you have plenty

of problems at the border.

The situation has become worse

over the past couple of years.

They're crossing the border with their

butter as if we're not there.

And, to be honest,

we're trying our best.

But on the Dutch side, nothing's

being done at all.

That's why I'm here.

The Hague has created a special unit,

under my command.

We're going to do this well.

-You have no gear.

We've got weapons from the army

and support from the farmers.

The farmers?

-Certainly.

That contraband butter from your

country's bad for our farmers.

It's going to change.

I hope you're right.

I don't have a high opinion

of your authorities.

Things have gotten worse and worse

because they've been lazy.

We're going to end this.

You have excess butter.

This smuggling suits you just fine.

I have special orders.

I almost have carte blanche.

The uniforms.

-Where's the butter?

I need the uniforms.

-They're only for emergencies.

This is an emergency.

-Did I lose 1000 kilos of butter?

Put this on and if you do as I say,

you might not lose anything at all.

This is wrong. I'm the customer,

you work for me.

I don't want to be involved in this.

-Don't you see I have one star more?

I'm giving the orders here.

Are your pants tucked into your boots?

-Yes, why?

In case you sh*t yourself.

The captain and I have come from

Brussels.

We've got orders to get this car

plus its cargo to Brussels.

Talk to your superiors inside.

-Certainly, Lieutenant.

I can hear you sided with the Germans

during the war.

Who are they?

-A captain and lieutenant from Brussels.

They've come to get the car.

-I don't know anything about that.

That was the Rider, wasn't it?

Did you recognise him?

-I don't know.

If you've recognised him,

we've got a case against him.

That suit, the glasses...

it's been so long.

We can't go on like this, Ruiter.

I don't make enough on these

butter trips.

And I could lose the car too.

Do you mean you want me to

transport something else?

I know where German weapons are hidden

on the other side of the border.

Another advantage of siding with

the Krauts.

Why don't I kick you up your ass?

Because I let you do what you want.

And I let you make good money.

Those weapons only have to be

taken to Antwerp.

I don't like it.

I'm a decent smuggler,

not a criminal.

Who talked to you about this?

The Schellekens cousins.

Those two bastards from Aardenburg?

Did they try to pressure you?

-No, it was all very businesslike.

The Schellekens cousins are gangsters.

I don't want to deal with those guys.

You sound like Jesus.

How can you refuse?

You could make thousands of

guilders.

I'm out.

And be warned:
the Schellekens cousins

are too dangerous for you.

ID.

Caught anything lately?

Not you, that's for sure.

Open the trunk.

Alright.

I want all the information

about him.

It's coming, Sir.

Except, we don't have much

about him.

That's because we've never caught

him yet.

How are you, old customs man?

-I've been away way too long.

Let's celebrate this.

You haven't changed.

Still the same mug.

And the same tricks up my sleeve.

You're doing well by the looks

of things.

Did I wake you up?

-Doesn't matter.

It's a bit late to be in bed.

-That depends.

When I've had a night shift,

I'll sleep in too.

I came in just in time.

They had just organised a new customs

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