Nothing to Lose

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So I ring the doorbell, and again, and again

but there was nobody home, so I went up...

I said to the kids I'm going to screw your mother now

so you can see that she is a hooker.

So I take her to the bedroom and throw her

on the bed...

I said come on, take those panties off...

I said be quiet, I got such a headache from

those kids.

You're not allowed to do that with kids of course.

Ok, thank you

Johan

Johan?

-hm?

What? Do I..

Do I really have to do that?

Come on..

Well I uh, I am Johan van der Sterre

I murdered someone

I understand I shouldn't have done that

and I regret it

You may not take another persons life.

Is that good?

Murdered someone?

Yeah, my father

And how did you murder your father?

-Yeah, come on I...

How, Johan?

With a hammer.

First on his forehead, and then on the back of his head,

two times on his right cheek

Then I crushed his right knee and his shoulder,

and after that as often in his face until he didnt move anymore.

Why were you so angry with him?

Because of Sharon.

-Your sister?

Look, that he touched me, you know that was that,

but I couldn't let him have his way with her, could I?

Tell a bit more about your sister,

did she still live at that moment in time?

I've said it so often, that was not my fault,

dad did that.

I couldn't save her.

I'm not trying to say what I did was right.

I understand I should've reacted differently.

I've been doing this for six years now..

The 23rd I have to go in court again, the only thing

that I want is to proof that I learned from my mistakes.

And that I can function normally in society,

but I can't do that here, I can't proof it here.

Your lawyer has said that he is going to ask termination,

but Johan, our advise to the court on

but Johan, our advise to the court on that is

sadly negative

After all that time you don't see clear enough what you did

As long as you keep on blaming your father for the death

of your sister, we find the risk is too big.

So I have to lie to get out of here?

We've tried to take the past in account, but it

has to end somewhere, Johan.

The judge gave you three tries, we won't take you longer

than six years.

Yeah.. so what then?

Our advise to the court is the long-stay department.

I have to speak to my lawyer,

this is...

See, Johan, formally speaking your case is reconsidered

every two years, but no one has ever come out of long-stay yet.

In fact this means life imprisonment.

It is as simple as that

I talked to your mother, explained the situation to her,

but she hasnt responded

Well, she has to come, you have to summon her.

-The court can't force her to.

Your mother did not want to come either

And you can't see her yourself, because your request

for short leave has been denied

Do I have to read it for you?

-No.

So, Johan, and I know it is a sensible issue, but if I were

you, I would start thinking about a partial confession.

No, I am not going to lie about something like this.

My mother won't let me stay in here, truly.

Hey mom, it's me, my case is on the 23rd of September

at 11:
30

You only have to say what dad did to us.

It is really important, mom.

And I can see you are ashamed of what happened

and I know you are upset with me

But you really have to help me now, mom.

Well, call me if you want to, or call my lawyer.

Alright, bye.

Ready?

-No, hold on, I might receive a call.

The court decides a resumption of criminal provision

and extends the measure

The convicted will be transferred as soon as possible

to a long-stay clinic.

Your lawyer will get a note of the verdict,

the case is hereby closed.

There you go.

-Thank you.

And one for Johan.

Did we all sleep well, guys?

There you go, one for Henk.

Good, I want you to look...

We're going to take a little walk.

Don't be afraid. DON'T BE AFRAID. I don't like that.

Hey d*ckhead, on your knees.

Yeah go sit on your knees.

I'm going to cut your throat if you're scared!

You shave your vagina, right?

I knew it!

Open the door! I'm going to cut her!

Johan, we have to go back.

It's the best thing to do, you know it, right?

Can you help me for a moment?

Come out of the car!

Mom?

Easy Johan, It'll be over soon.

Don't cry, Johan.

Don't cry, Johan.

Think of nice things!

You're a good kid.

Daddy's good kid.

Hey ladies, do you need ride?

We can catch the bus if we hurry.

Can I maybe sleep at your place?

-Why?

Just, for fun.

-What about your mother?

F*** her.

Hey, where do you need to go?

-We'll take the bus.

Police, put away the gun!

You, slowly walk to the door.

Come on!

Open it.

Everything will be ok.

I'm going to count to three, and we will both get in.

One, two ... three.

Put your seatbelt on.

Put your safety belt on.

Sh*t. God dammed.

What is your name?

Tessa.

-What?

Tessa.

-Tessa, pretty name. I'm Johan.

How old are you?

Listen, this all looks a lot worse than it is.

I am maybe even more scared than you are.

I'm gonna drop you off where I picked you up, alright?

Do you have a cell phone?

Can I maybe use it?

Yeah?

-I'm going to keep it short, I don't want them to trace me.

I have a hostage, a girl.

-Jesus, Johan, you have to let her go.

No, I have to talk to my mother.

-Johan, listen to me, they found that therapist.

She is raped and murdered.

I didn't do that.

-Then it is even more vital to turn yourself in.

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