Amsterdam Empire (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

AMSTERDAM EMPIRE IS FICTIONAL
AND NOT BASED ON REAL EVENTS.
ITS CHARACTERS DO NO
DEPICT REAL PERSONS.
Where are you taking me?
Careful. Hold on tight.
- This is scary. I'm taking it off.
- Okay, I'm taking it off.
20 YEARS AGO
Wow, it's huge.
All yours?
The Jackal is growing.
You're cute
when you're trying to impress me.
- Is it not working?
- Yes, it is.
You're greedy. I love it.
But why do you think you can trust me?
What do you mean?
I peeked. I know exactly where we are.
I can easily have the place robbed
and resell everything.
I know people.
They warned me about you.
And you still brought me here?
I'll have to kill you.
- You'll never get away with that.
- Of course I will.
I'll just dump you in the IJ.
The current will take you.
After a few days, you'll resurface,
unrecognizable, no evidence left.
Suicide, they'll say.
Case closed.
Fascinating how you're able
to say that without blinking.
There is another solution.
We get married.
- Will you marry me?
- Are you proposing on the second date?
Yes.
If you want something, go for it.
Carpe vitam. Seize life.
You're crazy.
Yes, for you.
Yes or no?
I'll take very good care of you.
Yes.
HEY JACK, A BIT WEIRD:
GUIDO HASN'T COME HOME
DO YOU KNOW WHERE GUIDO IS?
CALL ME. I'M WORRIED
Have you been there long?
I couldn't sleep.
I meant it.
You can tell me anything.
Is this about Guido?
- What?
- Guido D.
"Big underground weed plantation busted"?
Betty ratted him out.
Because I didn't answer the phone.
- What?
- And
Look at this.
Also Betty.
SPOTTED ON AN INTIMATE DATE:
IS MARJOLEIN SEEING JACK?
- Shit.
- This is only the beginning.
Really, it'll only get
worse. For you too.
It had to happen.
This means you can come
to the Music Awards tonight.
- You have no idea what she's capable of.
- Honey
No. Get away.
Come on in.
You heard
that Jack and I are getting divorced.
Yes, I heard.
It breaks my heart.
You were such a lovely couple.
An example for Moussa and me.
You've known for a while.
- What?
- That he was having an affair.
- No.
- Oh, come on.
I know my husband.
When he needs something, he summons you.
You've been buying my gifts for years.
You're not a very good liar.
Okay, but you have to believe me,
I didn't want this at all.
I felt terrible about it.
- What did you have to do?
- Does it matter?
I want to know all their secrets.
I'm gonna take everything,
but first, the girlfriend's gonna get it.
- I don't want to get between you.
- You'll have to choose.
I can't. It was bad enough
that I had to lie to you.
Erik, listen to me, okay?
Jack is abusing your kindness.
You see him as family,
but he doesn't care about you.
Look where he has you live.
I don't care about material things.
And what about Moussa?
Does he have a residency permit yet?
One phone call and he'll be sent back.
That must be so stressful.
Jack could easily have sorted it out.
That's why
we should take care of each other.
If you help me, I'll help you.
Did he have a second phone?
Yes.
And where did he hide it?
- What's lost?
- Everything.
Everything?
The entire crop.
Well, I can give you a kilo.
A kilo? I lost everything,
and you offer a kilo?
Come on.
All I can find is Canadian junk.
You know that.
I can pay you more. No problem.
I have enough money.
Don't worry.
But listen, that kilo is probably more
than others will give you.
Because you're an arrogant jerk.
- Is that how it is?
- Yes.
You've been doing
whatever you want for years.
You think you are superior.
And now that you're in trouble,
you think everyone should help you.
It's up to you.
You can get a kilo, no more.
Since it's summer, my own supply is low.
This is nice.
Hey. Well, this is the best
I could find on such short notice.
- You look awful.
- I didn't sleep well.
- There's something you should know.
- Okay.
Marjolein is pregnant.
Is it yours?
- Who knows who else she fucks.
- Hey!
- Yeah, hello.
- Jesus.
Fuck it, Dad.
- Is she keeping it?
- Of course.
At your age?
- You're really old.
- It was an accident.
- I don't need to know it all.
- Katya!
- I would be so pissed at you.
- Katya.
I would rip your head off.
Okay, you made your point.
You think I'm an asshole, that's fine.
But I'm your boss.
So it's important for us
to keep looking at the bigger picture.
Betty can destroy us if she wants to.
We're low on stock.
God knows what else she's planning.
Someone has to talk to her.
You get on well with her.
You are such an asshole.
Is that a yes?
ENTER ACCESS CODE
Are you okay?
From the poffertjes stall. Still hot.
Honey, I can't eat a thing.
Why is he doing this?
She is such a stuck-up bitch.
I don't get it either.
You don't deserve this.
Right?
Is a bit of self-control too much to ask?
I gave him everything.
My younger years, my career, my beauty.
My friends warned me.
"If he's leaving his wife for you,
he'll do the same to you."
If I had listened,
I wouldn't be going through this hell.
I feel really terrible for you, Bet.
Thank you, honey.
How should we proceed?
What do you mean?
We have to find a
way to get through this,
and no one benefits
if we destroy each other.
He sent you.
Do you know
that you'll be getting a sibling?
Yes.
Are you okay with that?
No, it sucks, of course, but
That child will get
one-third of your father's inheritance.
Right? The inheritance
you are building with your hard work.
Jack is losing his head over that tramp.
What are her intentions?
Your dad is worth millions.
Do I have to draw you a picture or what?
I thought she was reasonable.
Reasonable?
She admitted
that her reaction was impulsive.
Oh, really?
What are you expecting?
You hurt her a lot, Dad.
- Why are you not answering?
- Not now.
- Maybe she has news about Guido.
- Not now.
Jesus.
How did you find these guys?
Through Maurice.
- Maurice, the lawyer?
- Yes.
Well, they must be great guys.
Are you the guy from Amsterdam?
Yes, I'm the guy from Amsterdam.
Jack van Doorn.
What is this?
Blindfold.
Yeah, I can see that.
We're going for a drive.
What?
Drive.
Did you bring boots?
Where are we going?
If I tell you,
there'd be no need for that.
I'm not putting it on.
So you'll stay here, then.
I wonder if it was this easy
with Freddy Heineken.
Such an honor.
And you are?
Do you still have
famous people stopping by?
Who's the biggest celebrity
you've ever had in The Jackal?
- Has Tom Jones ever visited?
- No.
No.
I don't like that kind of music.
What do you mean by that?
You know damn well what I mean.
You're here for a deal, aren't you?
Sit down, and we'll do business.
We represent a large network
of growers in the region.
Hardworking farmers,
who are trying to stay afloat.
The young ones quit and move away.
The old people stay behind
with empty wallets and empty barns.
Uncle Gijs helps where possible.
How many growers are we talking about?
Why do you want to know?
It sounds like there are a lot.
That's risky.
We've got everything well organized.
Don't you worry.
I take care of the barns.
Ger works for the municipality.
When the police ask
Green Services to clear out a place,
he's the first to know.
And you? Driver?
I am there in case anyone causes trouble.
What?
I come along in case
people are difficult.
You're the PR guy.
Yeah.
Gijs, what's on offer?
We always stock
the most popular varieties.
How much do you need?
Four hands of Haze,
four hands of Northern Light,
a box of White Widow,
and a box of Amnesia.
No problem.
You can deliver 100 kilos today?
Absolutely.
I know what a business
like The Jackal needs.
We guarantee supply.
No hassle with storage.
No hassle with growers.
No hassle with police.
How much per kilo?
The same you would pay elsewhere.
You take the risks
without earning commission?
Our margins are small, our volumes big.
Okay?
The only thing we ask
is to become your sole supplier.
All the weed in your shops
will come from us.
The number you have for us
will be active for another 24 hours.
I don't fucking trust those guys.
- We have time to keep looking.
- No one can deliver 100 kg.
Let's close some shops, paint them,
and start growing again ourselves.
I'm not setting up another den.
Way too risky.
Let's ask Patrick.
He doesn't know how.
- He doesn't want to.
- What if I convince him?
I don't want it. He isn't stable enough.
If these guys can deliver,
our problem is solved.
Then we have a new problem.
They're criminals.
We're not gonna do that, are we?
Then we won't.
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MARJOLEIN HOFMAN
BIO
And that was it for tonight.
I won't be here tomorrow.
I'll be at the Amsterdam Music Awards.
- Bitch.
- I present the award for Best Song.
So see you the day after. Bye.
WHAT A HYPOCRITE
TEAM BETTY
HYPOCRITE GOLD DIGGER
MARJO! EIN TALKS
Marjolein, do you have a moment?
Gerard, of course. For you, always.
Thanks, Jacq.
I need to talk to you. Is your mic off?
It is now.
Yes.
Yes, it is very upsetting
that it was leaked.
It's still early days.
It would have been nice to
So it's true?
Jack and I are in a relationship, yes.
You are the face
of a substantive talk show, Marjolein.
One that a lot of people
spend a lot of time and energy on
so that we're taken seriously.
Bullshit.
You have to look neutral.
Coffee shops are nothing special.
I don't see how this can damage
my reputation or that of the staff.
I heard you recently killed a story
about a hemp plantation.
That's right. It's boring.
Hundreds of growers
are busted every year.
Should I cover all of them?
But okay, maybe you're right.
Maybe we should talk about it.
About this toleration policy here,
where everyone, including you,
enjoys smoking joints.
Which no one thinks is worth mentioning.
Marjolein.
Ensure that it doesn't reflect badly
on the channel
and we'll remain friends.
There won't be another warning.
Erik, cappuccino.
Yes. Hey, Jack. Angela is here.
Do you know where Guido is?
No.
I haven't seen him in two days.
He would never leave me alone
for such a long time.
Something has happened.
You know more, right?
No.
Jack, I had cops at my door,
and they wanted to know
who the second man at the greenhouse was.
I brought him a car
the day before yesterday. And money.
So you could flee.
Then we got into an argument.
He wasn't doing well.
He was really panicked.
No.
I don't know.
He doesn't want to burden you,
and I couldn't help him
wasn't allowed to help him.
So I left.
I haven't talked to him since.
Sorry, hon.
I can give you his license plate number.
Can you do me a favor?
Can you not tell the police
that I am involved with that greenhouse?
Listen.
Guido and I made each other a promise.
If something were to happen,
we'd take care of each other's wives.
Don't say that.
You and your fucking den.
I won't say anything.
But I never want to see you again.
ENTER ACCESS CODE
No.
August 28th.
Asshole.
Oh, Jack, yesterday was so hot.
I want you.
I can still smell you.
I've been thinking all day
about what I'm gonna do to you.
Doggie wants to go for a walk.
I'm happy you're here.
Me too.
Really?
Are you nervous?
About presenting an award?
No, about being on
the red carpet with me.
Did you think
we'd be on the carpet together?
Why else would I be wearing this?
Well, there's a good reason.
Because it makes me really horny.
I can tell.
We're here!
Come find me backstage.
Hello, everyone. Welcome to the AMAs,
the Amsterdam Music Awards.
Here we have two lovebirds,
Marjolein Hofman and Jack van Doorn.
Stay here.
Your first red carpet together.
I don't want to miss it.
You don't waste any time.
This is quite fast.
We are really happy to be here tonight,
and what can I say?
When it feels right, it feels right.
Apparently, it does,
because here you are.
Gorgeous couple, I have to say.
But it's about the music tonight.
We'd almost forgotten about that.
Who do you think should win Best Artist?
Jack, who is going to win tonight?
In my opinion,
there are no winners or losers tonight.
Tonight, we celebrate Dutch music
and all the great artists we have.
That's right.
Betty, hello.
Welcome back on the red carpet.
How nice to see you.
Welcome back, dear Betty.
You look stunning.
Thank you. So do you.
But you're the fashion queen.
Who and what are you wearing, darling?
This is vintage.
Custom-made in my glory days,
and it still fits.
Hennie, can you get me two beers, please?
I asked around for you.
A heavyweight, Gijs Tichelaar.
Yeah, I knew it.
He is an old pig farmer
from the Bible Belt.
Every Sunday, you can find him
in the front row in church with his sons.
In the old days, total hormone mafia.
Right.
Rumor has it that in
in '96, he killed a veterinarian
who wanted to rat him out to the police.
- It was never proven.
- Shit.
If anyone is difficult
or doesn't cooperate,
he himself
holds their heads under until they drown.
Sorry.
Oh boy.
And the Amsterdam Music Award
for Best Live Act goes to
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
Did you see it coming?
Yes, I kind of did.
Tell us,
what is the reason you and your band
have such an excellent live reputation?
I have fantastic top artists around me.
And we practiced a lot.
So I think that shows.
Anyone you'd like to thank?
Definitely the band.
And the producers,
and all women in music.
WHAT THE FUCK!!!
Thank you. Give her a hand.
And now, the last award of the evening.
Best Song of the Year.
Sorry, what is going on?
Things are very noisy.
What's going on?
Someone posted a video of you.
A video?
It's everywhere.
Doggie wants to go for a walk.
Give a big hand to Marjolein Hofman.
Good evening, everyone.
It is said that the
secret of a good song
is a secret.
Jesus Christ.
Sorry.
Let's go to tonight's nominees.
The nominees are Cindy with "Tell You,"
Meau with "Ochtend,"
Betoncunt Betonkust with
with "Witte Bergen."
The winner of Best Song is Meau.
No.
- Gerard, not now.
- I warned you.
- Let's talk tomorrow.
- No.
- This is not my fault.
- It doesn't matter.
Listen. I'm the victim here, okay?
I'm really sorry,
but I have to think about the show.
- Jesus.
- You can't host it like this.
How are you going to interview a minister
with a straight face?
- Do you get that?
- You're joking.
HR will contact you tomorrow.
You can appeal it,
but my advice is not to do that.
Your contract is clear
about these things.
- Sorry. I don't want this either.
- Fuck off.
You are such an asshole!
Goddammit, Jack, did you forward it?
No, of course not.
- Do you think that?
- It was her. I want to go home. Now.
- Woof.
- Just ignore her.
Are you going to walk your dog?
You are such a bitch.
You are embarrassing yourself.
You're one to talk,
with your ugly old mug, bitch.
Go home.
Go and cry in that big bed of yours
where I fucked your husband.
Vulgar tramp!
Look what that whore of yours did.
I know you did this.
I don't know how, but stop it.
- I'll stop when you give me what I want.
- This is not a game.
You're destroying things.
I lost all of my stock.
I'll need to close stores.
And I don't know if you are aware,
but Guido is missing.
Angela thinks that he hurt himself.
- What?
- Yes.
She came to see me, very upset.
Crying in my arms.
She is terminally ill,
and her husband may be dead.
Because of you.
Something's wrong with you.
You are rotten inside.
You have 24 hours to sign
or you get nothing at all.
Am I clear?
What is this?
Delivered this morning.
Goddammit.
How can you do this
without discussing it?
- What? Is this about the delivery?
- Yes.
Isn't that my job?
I get the weed, you do the distribution.
That Gijs is a criminal, Dad.
Really?
- You are so naive. You have no clue.
- Who the fuck is naive?
Hey, be quiet!
You are going to shut your mouth!
You got everything on a silver platter.
That's over now.
Welcome to the real world, Katya.
Gijs, a criminal? Get lost.
We all are.
It's a million-dollar business.
The criminals took over
from the hippies a long time ago.
Bullshit. There are alternatives.
We can close stores.
And give Betty what she wants?
Is that it?
You have really lost it.
Isn't it her fault
that we're in this mess?
I am cleaning it up.
You can help or get lost.
You choose.
No?
No more snarky comebacks?
Great.
Then you can go pay the Tichelaars.
MEATBALLGATE DURING AMAS
Vulgar tramp!
HOW EMBARRASSING
Yeah?
It's your favorite lawyer.
Yes. Are you okay? You sound quiet, man.
Tired.
I have good news.
Betty just called, my friend.
She wants to settle.
Seriously?
I don't know how you did it,
but the dragon has been tamed.
Or we can say, you won.
The police were just here.
They found him.
What do you mean?
Suicide.
Oh, girl.
He's gone.
How could he do this?
He must have been desperate.
- Come here.
- I can't do this without him.
Turn it off. They'll have forgotten
all about it tomorrow.
- My career is over.
- No, silly.
You are too talented.
You'll get another chance.
You really have no clue
what you're talking about.
Want to hear the good news?
- Betty accepted my offer.
- Really?
- Yes.
- Wow.
Really.
I told you I would solve it.
It's over now.
We can make our start now.
Have a look.
- What do you think?
- Are you crazy?
- Not now.
- Not now, but then when?
Honey.
My life is one big fight,
but with you, I find peace.
Only with you
Don't laugh. Why are you laughing?
Okay, I'll start over.
Dear Marjolein,
will you marry me?
- Jack. I
- Do you love me?
Yes, but I
I hear a yes.
Let's do this together.
I love you, don't I?
I will take good care of you. Really.
You are absolutely nuts, you know that?
Is that a yes?
"My life is one big fight."
I thought that he knew
that he could always count on me.
Even when I got sick.
I don't understand.
And how
Off a bridge.
Jumped into the IJ.
Straight into the cold water.
Dragged along by the current.
Barely recognizable,
according to the police.
Is that mine?
It's Betty. What the hell?
What is she saying?
"I know what you did.
Jump in the IJ, asshole."
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