It's for you.
Hello, Wout here. - Hi Wout. Gilles De Coster here.
Hi Gilles.
Good morning. - Good morning.
Can I disturb you for a moment? - Sure, go ahead.
I actually have a rather crucial announcement for you.
But you're not alone there, of course. - They are both looking at me now.
Listen carefully, Wout, I am going to tell you very quietly now:
You are joining this season as...
the mole.
The best role, Wout. - Okay.
But it is very important that it remains completely between us.
We will see each other very soon for the briefings.
Are you up for it? - I'm definitely up for it. Absolutely.
Did he ask anything about the game? - That I can participate as a contestant.
That's the only thing. - Didn't he say anything about the mole?
No. At least not to me. - Okay.
Dear Maïté. - Hello.
How are you? - Good. You?
Excellent.
Classy to see you in a suit. - You look very beautiful too.
Thank you.
Here. - Hey.
Long time. - Good to see you again.
Excited for today?
Absolutely, I'm going to get to know a few new people.
But... Look here.
How are you? - Good. You?
Good. I find it a shame that you didn't arrive hula-hooping already.
They are sold out everywhere in the country. Thanks to you. - Yeah, I have...
Dirk managed to buy one for me.
Hello.
Vincent. Oh my God.
Sorry, man. - But no.
I really felt bad about it.
I didn't know you were coming too.
Hi Karla.
I still felt bad. Wow.
You forgot Gilles. - Ah yes. Sorry.
You're not allergic to me, are you? - No, surely not.
Hello. - I hear a noise approaching.
Hello.
Hi Yana. - Hello, everyone.
Hi Vincent. The first words to each other.
I have been looking forward to this moment for six months.
And then it's this.
Hi Isabel. Long time. - 8.4 seconds.
Five months after their Portuguese adventure
it is a wonderful reunion.
Today, the contestants discover together
who became the winner and who the mole is.
The mole is Wout. I am quite sure, but still not one hundred percent.
I think it is Julie,
but if it's not Julie, it could be Maxim.
Difficult. I am absolutely not sure.
If I have to say who the mole is now, I'd say Wout.
It could also be Julie and it could even still be Maxim.
I think the mole is Julie.
But I don't actually know why I think that.
Today I think Wout.
I had a revelation two weeks ago. Then I woke up at one o'clock at night.
I didn't sleep again that night. I wasn't feeling well. I was really bad.
I really don't know.
If I have to make a guess anyway,
then I would say Julie.
One doesn't, Wout.
For me, the mole is
Wout.
I think the mole is Julie. Now I am reasonably sure of myself.
But suppose Julie is not the mole,
then I would tend towards Maxim anyway.
In my opinion, the mole is Wout.
I am also leaning a bit towards Maxim. I don't really suspect Julie.
It has already proven that I am not a good detective, so we'll see.
Dear friends, may I warmly welcome you to the Primus brewery.
It is the first time since that one day on the island
that you are all twelve together.
Only three of you have reached the finish line.
A finalist,
a winner and the mole.
Who is who?
Shall we go find out? - Yes.
Let's go.
Look at that, what a... Guys.
Is that your wedding suit, Wout? - Yes.
Cool, right. Really a cool suit. - How classy is that.
Who crowns themselves as winner?
And who is the mole?
Maxim?
Julie?
Or Wout?
My hands are getting clammy.
(music: 'Memoría' by Rosalía & Carminho)
Exciting. - This is really...
One of these three contestants has just achieved the highest score.
For that winner, the light will turn on again shortly.
Congratulations, Julie.
Well done.
I just said a moment ago that I thought you were the mole.
Really. Really.
The mole may finally seek the spotlight he deserves.
Wout.
Well done. - Thank you, thank you.
I thought just now: Julie won, then it must be Maxim.
Say it: I am the mole. - I am the mole.
The big news is out, they all know it now:
Wout is the mole. And today he may speak freely.
Oh, mister has a private seat. - I have received a throne.
Pardon, pardon.
I'm comfortable here. - Cozy.
Now I'm curious. - The red flush will come to his cheeks.
I feel it. I see it already.
Come in.
How are you? - It's going well. You?
Wow, really excited for it. - Yeah?
It was about time. - Yeah, it takes a long time.
It is really a relief now that I am here. That is really amazing.
On the plane I still had stress, but now that I am here,
it has become chiller or something.
Yeah? - Weird, but true.
You still know where we start tomorrow? - Yes, in the castle.
What is absolutely to be avoided? - That all those booklets get inside.
On the very first day on the island 10,000 euros could be won immediately.
For that, the contestants' mole booklets had to be brought
to safety from both attackers.
Attackers that the mole had chosen himself.
I doubted at the beginning to put myself out of the group,
but it seemed better to me as a mole to stay low profile at the beginning.
Yana and Yannis are really competitive people.
Plus, Yana had a para-commando training.
I thought: it is clear, I will put those two apart.
That turned out to be a good assessment by Wout.
Yana and Yannis shot one contestant after another.
That was him. - Fuck.
Then the last one came onto the beach: Wout.
The plan was to show that I was going for it one hundred percent
and that I would collect a tower of booklets, but that I wouldn't get in with them.
Because that 10,000 euros absolutely should not be earned.
Let's go, Wout.
Then I had to be able to dodge arrows. But I could do that, because I had practiced.
My natural reflex is to dodge those arrows,
but I had to get hit credibly there, so that was harder.
That stood out. - Indeed not seek out the arrows.
Otherwise I have to turn sideways.
If I set myself like that, you already have more to hit.
Fuck, guys, I can't get that loose.
That was a good one.
Yes, yes. - Yeah, yeah.
The first day was successful. No money went into the group pot.
But that did mean that two contestants
would lose their spot to Yannis and Yana.
The mole could just as well be among them.
Yannis and Yana, fate will determine whose book you take.
I was actually crazy stressed at that moment.
Even though I had only been out for a moment and had to fill out the elimination test in the car.
Then I would have come back to the group anyway.
But then you temporarily cannot influence the group.
Then you cannot sabotage. I really didn't want that.
The next mole book belongs to Wout.
Come on, Wout. Well done.
That was really surreal. I thought: wait, is this my name? Okay, nice.
That book, I kissed it. That was really amazing.
Wow.
Luck remains on Wout's side
and so he sails with the rest of the group to the mainland,
ready to not contribute his share on day two as well.
Am I positioned well? - More towards our side.
No, now back a bit.
Back. Like that? - Exactly.
Wow.
(Wout snorts)
It was: left, right.
Everything was sloshing all over me, but I thought: come on, I'll take it.
Fuck, that way.
No, towards the back.
Come on.
Wout is kind of a long beanpole.
I am reasonably convinced that he is not the mole.
Yes, keep standing there. Yes.
Come on, guys, let's go.
Wout has moved his head a lot.
But Wout is just like that, I think.
But not badly done. - Is there any in there?
Yes, there is some in there. - Half of it is on my clothes.
Yesterday in the test nobody talked about you,
so nobody is looking in your direction. That is really crazy.
You are completely under the radar.
Oh my God, I'm really getting goosebumps from this. Not normal. Check.
So I can push even harder? - For sure.
At the liberation of Karla and Dries on the beach
5000 euros could be earned.
A phone behind us here. Do we need to do something with that, guys?
But every time they called, 200 euros were deducted.
My plan was to give as much information as possible on the phone,
but get nothing back.
Then I just threw my chaotic self on it.
Call again? - Yes, I want to call again.
Hello. - Wait, let me tell you first.
Isabel and Yana just left by boat...
I'm going to say it. - Right, yeah?
They are going to try...
It's done.
I couldn't say anything. - Come on, call again.
Yes, just call. - Yeah?
Answer A is sardines. - Stop, Dries.
Is that question two or question three? Wait, say it again.
Answer A... No. - Two is B.
Is something happening with that sand? When can we...
Come on, that's done again.
A little later Wout remains alone on the beach.
Come on.
A nice opportunity to have some good conversations.
I think 1800 euros of the 5000 is already gone.
But that's not enough actually.
Yes, Wout. - Dries, I just got back on the boat.
We gave answer C again and for question two we gave answer B again.
But that was wrong. Now Maxim and Yana have gone back on the boat.
They are going to give answer C now. - Wout, Wout, Wout.
Wout? - Yes.
Wout?
Damn.
He doesn't get it at all.
I'm going to call again.
Yes, Wout. - Dries, can you repeat that?
I didn't quite understand what you just said. - Wout, okay, I'm going to talk.
Hello? - The answers are buried
on the other beach.
Damn.
It's done again.
Too bad.
You won't earn 5000 euros.
For that, calls were made back and forth a bit too often.
A total of twelve times.
Because of that you miss out on 2400 euros.
(fast violin music)
Friends, welcome to Casa de Sezim.
In episode two the group was divided in two
just before the elimination.
As long as nobody pressed the red button,
from each group one contestant would have to go home
and money was earned.
I think the fairest thing is: each one eliminated contestant.
I think that's fairer too.
As soon as that button is pressed, you know: the game has started.
Everyone is going to press from now on. So my intention was:
I have to be able to go first and press immediately.
Send someone with strength.
I had asked beforehand to put strength as the first duel
because the chance was high that they would push me forward.
I am the biggest. I might look the strongest.
Then the chance was high that I could go outside first.
Then I think... - If you don't mind, Wout.
I agree with strength. That is also my strong point, I think.
Wout and Kristof, welcome.
If nobody touches this button, then you earn 500 euros.
So you are not going to press in a moment?
I don't know that yet.
I am not going to say that yet. - Okay.
Wout, you pressed. - Yes.
You are leaving 500 euros behind.
From then on the game had started.
Not a cent is earned that day.
And still nobody asking themselves
if Wout might have something to do with that.
Everyone comes to tell me their tactics,
saying who they suspect.
If you are with that person, keep an eye on this one and that one.
But really not normal. Really everyone does that.
Then I think: guys, you shouldn't say that to me.
Because it is me.
Two days later it really becomes clear how big the trust in the mole is.
For one duo a separate and crucial role is set aside.
That duo goes last and can bring in the most money of all.
So I would give that role to a duo in which you have the most trust.
For the most important race of that day
the group initially had to appoint a good driver.
Soon they all looked at Wout. And that was no coincidence.
If I just try at the beginning of the trip...
We are probably going to have to drive those cars ourselves.
Then I will say: I will drive.
I'm going to try to always say: I'll drive, I like doing that.
I also really like driving. That is also true, everyone knows that.
But that I already try to profile myself as the driver there.
That's good. That's maybe not bad.
No sooner said than done.
Wout quickly became the group's permanent driver.
Thus there was only one logical conclusion at the circuit.
I do have trust in Wout actually. - Yes, me too.
Yes, that's good. - Nice.
Nice, very fun. Nice.
I had to hold in my laughter, but that is a moment I will never forget.
I thought: come on, we have been together here for more than a week
and you choose me as the most trustworthy player. That was really so...
No way that I was going to reach the finish. Even if I had to drive backwards.
(bombastic orchestral music)
Backwards. Backwards.
Damn, I can't start anymore.
I let myself be tapped a few times.
In that corner I thought: now is the moment, if he taps now,
then I will swing my steering wheel all the way to the left, so that the car turns around completely.
That was ideal and Yana was completely on board with it.
Well done. Really well done.
I am disappointed in myself, though. - But no.
Zero euros were earned,
but everyone was impressed that we had chosen the money.
We had received a proposal: either go for 3,000 euros,
or for information about the mole.
We went for the group pot.
That's sympathetic.
It gives me goosebumps. I think that's really sweet.
Hats off, truly.
Rightfully and reasonably the most reliable duo, I think.
One hundred percent.
Really just well done, man. - Impressive.
I thought: if I can trust someone, it's Wout.
Everyone agreed with it. - Unanimously. Didn't even discuss it.
And you, afterwards, just rubbing it in our faces:
You went for that horn.
You went for the horn and I went for the money.
I wasn't able to take it with me. Really.
The very first evening when we came off the island,
we were standing by those BMWs and he immediately said: Wow, a BMW X3,
I'd love to drive that.
That's really how it is. - I thought:
we just spent fourteen hours on an island in the cold
and you're sitting here drooling over an X3.
I really don't lose sleep over driving the car, so go ahead.
Wout was never spoken about.
I went to listen to many people: what do you think?
And Wout's name never came up.
Nobody talks about him, that brave, good, nice, cool guy.
You were also watching it with the walkie-talkie.
I even felt guilty because he was completely soaked from the walkie-talkie.
I thought: we're just giving bad instructions. He said that too.
But never thought he was deliberately sabotaging.
I was just laughing.
I really didn't think: is he doing that on purpose?
Kristof, you were just watching it on the beach.
With my both... - With eyes open.
Fell for it.
How much chaos can you cause via a phone?
I remember we tried to reconstruct the number of calls.
And we couldn't figure it out.
It was: who was calling? - That was me.
Back then we were real heroes. - We were the heroes back then.
If you see it now, it's like: Wout, you bastard.
Hats off. It is true:
you didn't have me fooled.
Not the whole trip.
I don't know about that yet.
Come on, mate.
Yes, everything gone.
Really. Really, boy.
(rhythmic beeps)
In the city of the blind the candidates had to
search for the right books.
The three right ones, do you remember those?
Pippi Longstocking, Harry Potter and Ottolenghi, Simple.
Is that a cookbook or something? - A cookbook?
Could that be a book with a lobster on it?
Maxim is doubtful and Wout doesn't let that opportunity pass him by.
If he doesn't see another cookbook, just grab that lobster.
I suspect it is correct.
Still with the lemon.
The lemon.
Then it was my turn to write and I had prepared well for that too.
This book is about a rock 'n' roll legend avant la lettre.
I feel like I'm back in primary school.
This book is about a rock 'n' roll legend avant la lettre.
The first edition dates from the fifties,
but was updated multiple times.
Wout makes one spelling mistake after another,
causing the alarm to go off at Yana's the whole time.
(rhythmic beeps)
What is that, quadshoes?
Fuck. Shit.
You did it well. We found it.
Voilà, that's it.
It won't have been our fault, I'll put it that way.
Yannis and Dries each made nine mistakes.
You made quite a few more.
How many did I make?
Sixteen.
I think the alarm went off a lot for me.
But with the best will in the world I don't see Wout as the mole
and I think he did his best.
If a sabotage succeeds, it's really a heroic feeling.
But it's even nicer if they don't notice anything and you forgive everything immediately.
I see no harm in Wout. I think Wout is someone
who is not always busy with spelling.
But not all sabotages went according to plan.
I'm going to fast-forward again. - Yes, go ahead.
Oops. No, Yana. Suddenly a lot is going off.
The intention for me outside was to notice as little as possible,
to play dumb, to drink that water.
Yannis, we have water again. - Drink.
Drink? - Yes.
Then I wanted to go inside to flush as much as possible,
If you flush, money goes off, so we stay away from that.
I thought: if they don't say it, I'm going to flush immediately anyway.
But Yana said: Don't press, don't press.
I thought: if I press now, it's mega suspicious.
Are you happy with today? - Yes, actually I am.
Out of the 5,000, only 1,920 was earned.
That's failed.
In the church of Terena, every candidate who took off their blindfold
would cost the group 500 euros.
Hello. Hi Gilles. - Hi Julie.
But they all keep it on.
Oh my God.
When everyone took off their blindfold, I looked around,
but I saw everyone still putting that patch up.
So I thought: fuck, no one has taken off their blindfold.
I could have done it myself, but then maybe I would have been in the spotlight too much.
And everyone trusted me, I felt.
I knew what would come the next day, pressing those buttons.
Oops, error.
The elimination test a day later is aborted early.
The candidates could press a button in three rounds
to fill in remaining questions.
Then no money was earned, but lost.
I think we should continue the group feeling and nobody press, so.
Let's go for it then. - Okay, yes.
In the first round, the candidates show
a strong group spirit again. No one presses.
1,000 euros goes to the group pot.
Come on, guys. - Come on.
Good. - Come on.
Really well done. - Trust.
That was a mega stressful moment, because it was about 2,000 and 3,000 euros,
which is a lot of money and I absolutely did not want that in the pot.
I felt a bit cornered at that moment.
It was the group against the mole.
I don't think it is necessary anymore to discuss it.
We're just not going to press.
I also don't think we should waste too many words on it.
You are all very sure of your case, I think. Or not?
I thought: I have to do this, I have to get the money out of the pot.
That was the idea beforehand
and I thought: I'll stick to the plan I had in mind.
One of you has pressed and that person...
is Wout.
Then the train had left. Domino.
At 3,000, they were going to press anyway.
Now it's game on for me.
Sorry, if Isabel presses, I press too.
Isabel, then we lose 5,000 euros. - Yes, and then?
Wout is allowed to, and I'm not?
From the moment the game started, it started.
The fastest was Julie.
Wout's plan is working.
In the final round, all hell breaks loose.
Besides Julie, Isabel also presses her button.
The evening is tough, also for the mole.
When everyone started talking about me, that they were disappointed,
that really did something. - I saw it.
Sorry, guys.
You shouldn't say sorry if you aren't sorry.
I don't have a good feeling about it. I find it a pity.
I know it's a game,
but I thought: I'm emotional by nature, so I'll let it go for a moment.
Your eyes are twitching, that's not good.
Really. - Don't worry about it.
I don't like disappointing people that I like.
You shouldn't say that, otherwise I'll start crying too.
That hurt for a moment, of course. I'm just a normal human being, too.
I play the game here in the role I have to play,
but it's never fun to disappoint people, of course.
I was happy I did it, but when Gilles said: Only one person pressed it.
Then I thought: damn, now everyone is going to look at me.
But it turns out to be especially okay.
For me, Isabel gave the impetus.
Wout is in the very last place in terms of suspicion,
so when he pressed yesterday, that was a real shock for me.
I thought yesterday: everyone is really playing the game hard now.
When people like Wout start pressing, then all hell really breaks loose.
The trust in Wout remained great.
So great that a few days later, when the group had to designate
an interrogator to unmask the fake visitors,
that role was almost entrusted to the mole.
Who would you let go? - Wout.
You? - Wout too.
I'll go for Yannis then.
Yannis with Audrey.
Does it seem to be between Wout and Yannis?
That's tricky. - Okay, yes, Yannis then.
It was crazy, because suddenly everyone started looking in my direction again
to be in a key position, as the mole...
That can't be right. And it's not like I had held back.
You're doing well. - Yes, you're doing well.
No, no.
Come on, man.
In Evora, the candidates had to choose the right pieces of clothing
and put them on on a slackline, six meters above the ground.
Wout went second to last.
Do you have an idea what you're going to put on? - I think the orange shirt.
We bought that together in Bali.
How is that possible? My balance, how bad is it.
I put on the wrong shirt, so that's not 500 euros in the pot.
I also hung my full weight from that coat hanger,
so that the ring is completely bent.
Hopefully, Isabel falls off because of that in a minute.
That coat hanger was already slightly open at the top because I hung my weight on it.
But I thought: is this enough? And I suddenly saw a pair of pliers there,
so I thought: come on, I'll twist it completely open so it's impossible.
Damn, man. Really, that's shaking super hard.
Good, Isabel. - Doing well.
Good, good. - Wow, she's going smoothly.
Yes. - Yes, good.
Doing well, Isabel. - That coat hanger is barely bent.
Was that the same for you guys? - Yes, that was like that for me too.
For me, that was also the case.
You have to try to put pressure on it. - If you put pressure on it, it stays well.
Isabel put on all the right pieces of clothing
and could now earn 1500 euros.
Doing well, Isabel. Doing well.
It slid off. - Wow, that sucks.
Yes, that's a pity.
Really. Really, man.
Then you really have to stay in your role. Terrible.
That sucks. - Wow, that sucks.
When we came back in the evening, I thought: that coat hanger, that's not possible.
But he's a big bear of a guy. You expect that it would have been bent a bit.
But I didn't expect that you'd still straighten it out with pliers.
It still wasn't enough. - That's really tough. Wow.
Why didn't you fall? - I saw that it was going so well for you guys.
If it goes well for people with a fear of heights and I fall off,
then that looks unbelievable, so I had to make sure I put something on wrong.
At that elimination, when you let some tears fall,
was that sincere? - Those were absolutely real emotions.
I felt the looks on my back: fuck you, Wout, why are you doing this?
I also felt bad about it for a moment.
I had to stay in my role, but I was allowed to let my emotions run free for a moment.
That was the first moment that I thought at home:
maybe also take Wout into account.
But then at home. - Only at home.
Yes, at home.
I think: if you hadn't pressed... - Then nobody would have pressed.
Then nobody would have pressed in all three rounds.
I know that for sure. - If you hadn't pressed, I wouldn't have either.
Yet you forgave me for that the next day.
Literally.
Your character did a good job in your role as the mole.
That people continued to trust you after that button,
that's crazy. I don't know if anyone else could have done that
and then also still have been trusted.
You can rest assured, for me, everyone was suspect, except Wout.
We could have done whatever we wanted, I would have always put you forward, always.
Yes, there you go. - Me actually too.
Naïve, naïve.
Really so naïve. - Naïve.
In my eyes you didn't do anything on purpose, but it was just: he can't do it, damn it.
Such a good, reliable guy. - Still.
That remains, after all. I think no one would have done better.
I did it with a lot of pleasure, really.
In Lisbon, Wout and Julie could earn 3000 euros
by making one pastel de nata within the minute.
The minute has begun.
The timer stopped when they both kept their hands on the table.
The beginning was crucial there, because the faster we put our hands on that table,
the faster the time stopped and that's what I absolutely wanted to avoid.
A cookbook here. Portugal cookbook.
We started looking around like madmen: what do we have to do here?
Here is the mold to make a pastel. Milk, sugar.
When we put our hands on that table, a third of the time was already gone.
Okay, that one is standing still. - Standing still.
From then on it was just a question for Wout
of choosing his moments well.
Okay, good.
One more.
I was sweating very hard there, because it was a very stressy moment.
Because Julie was standing two meters away from me.
A hole. And where is then...
Wait.
Eventually their pastel wasn't in the oven in time...
It's at zero.
...and 3000 euros was lost.
A day later they played in the bullring for 5000 euros
and the only exemption of the trip.
Wout absolutely wanted to stay in the arena until the end.
Wout, come on.
To make that chance as large as possible,
he had to be able to sit on a mechanical bull for as long as possible.
Have you ever sat on such a mechanical bull?
I don't think so. Once maybe. Can we still practice?
Oops, oops, oops.
(music: 'Bulls on parade' by Rage Against the Machine)
Wow, that was super long. - That was good, huh.
Thanks to his preparation, Wout did fine on the bull
and he never had the worst score.
But he could of course still get the red cloth from fellow candidates
and thus still be eliminated.
When I got the red cloth, I did think: fuck, I have to choose here.
I didn't know anyone's time.
I had to go by the arguments they gave me.
Fortunately, I chose correctly there twice then.
I think it's Julie. - Indeed.
Yannis.
Wout and Maxim, you are playing the final.
5000 euros or the exemption.
Actually, it was already settled there, because I would never let Maxim go.
I want to go. - I won't let you go, Maxim, sorry.
If he had let me go, I would have taken the exemption.
Come on, buddy.
I really thought: yes, yes.
Everything gone, the best scenario. That was what I planned. Ideal.
We have started it.
Just to say that there is 4000 euros at stake
if the Belgians were to win.
The trip continued in the Algarve where the contestants
played a match against 55 small Portuguese boys.
Damn.
Wout is a footballer himself,
but you could tell very little of that during the match.
I did so badly there. If my team were to see that,
then I'd be on the bench for the next five matches.
How many bad passes I gave, it's abnormal.
Wait, Isabel. Isabel.
No, not to Isabel.
Whoa.
Come on.
Fuck, man.
Come on.
Fuck, the goal is free.
After the Portuguese took the lead
it was Wout who could score out of nowhere,
with a truly world-class goal.
That was totally not the intention. I thought: what am I doing here?
I suddenly pulled a shot out of my sleeve there.
But most world-class goals are often unintentional, I suppose.
The next chance Wout got, he expertly ruined.
Shoot, Wout, shoot.
A tie meant extra time.
But the mole did not let it come to that.
They can only go towards Isabel's goal now.
This has to be it.
The Portuguese storm the field. They win this international match.
Not bad that we lost, so it's fine.
A day later, the photo that the contestants
were to take on the beach was worth 3000 euros,
on the condition that the positions exactly matched the drawing.
I had to try to be standing at the back in the photo,
so no one was looking at me, as far away from everyone as possible.
Then of course I had to have that surfboard.
Come, let's take that with us.
Should I carry that on the bike? - That is a good idea.
Wout earned 1000 euros if he could be seen
with his surfboard in Julie's heart.
I'm going to see... - Yes, just leave already.
Go into the water. Into the water. - Into the water, yes.
No, Wout, now to the back.
Much more over there.
Everyone was shouting at me: To the back, to the left, to the right.
Everyone was shouting all at once, so I was just doing something.
Okay, stop. Stop, stop. There.
There? - There. Stop.
Stop. There.
The moment everyone looked forward, I took my moment.
Find the five differences. Between what?
In the final, all three of them took me on.
Each duel won earned 1000 euros.
Come on.
Yes, and this.
The mole knew exactly how I did it that morning,
because I had just told him.
Dear mole, I find it exciting, chatting with you in plain sight of everyone.
(music: 'Sex on the beach' by T-Spoon)
The last assignment, I really did well on that one.
That seems like the easiest one for you to do and to sabotage.
And accidentally forget that there is a telescope lying there.
So I did find that.
But I don't think you are that smart.
In a normal game, I would actually win against Gilles De Coster.
But now I really did not want to earn those 1000 euros.
So I had to let him win, but that was totally against my will.
I think this one.
That little net is hanging here anyway.
That's a pity.
Come on, I actually knew it, but...
Those binoculars are not there.
I'm going to look one more time.
Wout eventually took more than two minutes longer than I did.
So another 1000 euros was lost.
Wout.
Deservedly won.
Wout, thank you for letting me win.
Yes, look. You're welcome, Gilles.
Those are all... - Those are our assignments.
Then there was the last assignment
in which they could earn a lot of money,
but also lose it.
Every time someone was hit, a tile fell from the wall
and the money from that assignment was in danger.
That is unfortunate.
In the second round, Wout remained alone at the tile wall.
These are important tiles, Wout.
Yes. - Don't drop them, Wout.
I don't know about that yet.
Let's go.
On my hand.
Wout could still help earn 5000 euros that day.
Okay, let's go. - Come on.
For that, he and Maxim both had to hula hoop
while pressing a button.
Do we have to walk over there with that hula hoop? - That should work.
I'm already struggling standing still.
Can you hula hoop? - Yes.
Really? - Yes.
How come you can do that?
I had a sister who used to have a hula hoop.
That is mega simple, actually.
(music: 'You sexy thing' by Hot Chocolate)
Oh no, Maxim, I can't do that. Sorry, man.
Wout never gets anywhere near the button.
Even the desperate attempt yields nothing.
The 5000 euros end up where the mole likes them best.
Sorry, Maxim, but I really can't do that.
Julie Den Hondt, this one is for you.
Yannis, watching you.
I think we now slowly know all of Wout's secrets.
Not all secrets yet.
Not only the contestants are looking for the mole.
That is, of course, also done by all the viewers.
Some more fanatically than others.
These were the hidden hints that pointed to the mole.
You didn't have to wait long for them.
Already in the first minutes of the trip you had to prick up your ears.
The search for the mole can begin.
And the first thing you may do,
is get to know each other.
The search could indeed begin immediately
by just getting to know each other.
And who is the first to introduce themselves and say their name?
Wout. - I would give a kiss, but I'm stuck.
The mole's name could also be read regularly.
In the episode of the city of the blind
on the cafe's toilet door two letters could be read
in Braille, the language of the blind.
WC you read here.
The toilet? Yes. Wout Calluy? Certainly.
Later there was even more to read, in Morse code.
In the football stands the seats
on the bottom row were arranged very precisely.
Morse works with dots and dashes.
And the only letters you can make with the dark seats,
are W, D, M.
Wout, the mole.
Sometimes you didn't have to read, but listen.
In Evora, Isabel got on the slackline with a sabotaged clothes hanger.
It slid off.
Music could be heard there that immediately pointed to the culprit.
They are still hanging there.
This is 'The gardener', the gardener, by The Tallest Man on Earth.
The big gardener stood by and watched it.
And about Wout's profession I couldn't stay silent myself either,
because I referred to it in every episode
with a proverb.
And that makes it for Yannis and Yana difficult...
In the end, the big, friendly gardener planted
a seed himself
halfway through the journey, seemingly carelessly.
But maybe Wout the mole just wanted to sit outside.
Wout the mole.
It was not a dialect or a sloppy sentence,
but a very conscious and clear message.
Was that okay, do you think? - Fine, really good.
I'll have a beer. - I'm going to have a beer too.
Pass that.
Yana, did you have many decibel comments?
Yes, non-stop. But I honestly thought that I didn't seem that loud.
What? - On the screen?
Which one of you was working with hidden tips on the trip?
In the Kulderzipken castle, I
searched all the chests and paintings to see if there was anything there.
Looking for a tip? - Yes, there were treasure chests and such.
I thought: there must be something in black and white.
Did you find anything, Dries? - No.
Alright, friends.
I think we now slowly know all of Wout's secrets.
Not all secrets yet.
I have another secret that I would like to share with you.
That is that at the end of November
I am becoming a father.
Oh my God, Wout.
Congratulations. Wow.
Good. Oh my God, so nice. - Amazing.
Are we godmother and godfather?
Amazing.
With pleasure. - A godmother with lots of money, not bad.
Dear friends, the mole is clearly an all-rounder.
We have seen a lot of sabotages from Wout today.
We also saw how Julie unmasked him.
But shall we take a look at who else among you did that?
Who was on the mole's trail and especially, who not?
Maxim, would you like to press play?
Ah yes.
Her earring.
Maxim. Jesus.
Thank you, Maxim.
At the beginning of the trip, the candidates try, as usual,
to keep their view as broad as possible.
My plan was to spread really hard anyway.
I don't want to have tunnel vision.
I tried to spread as much as possible.
Although there are also candidates for whom the word spread
is not in the dictionary.
I went almost all-in on one person.
I also wonder: spreading, how does that work?
That is just guessing too.
Yannis is sure of it.
Maxim is for me at the moment the prime suspect.
He is not the only one who thinks he has it right from the start.
I notice that the tunnel is hanging full with neon-lit arrows
that all point to the same one,
being Kristof.
Meanwhile, one candidate remains comfortably away from those neon arrows.
I am reasonably convinced about Wout that he is not the mole.
Wout is, I think, a bit too chill.
He is very attentive if someone says something
and he thinks it is a tip. He wants to come and listen immediately.
The next mole book belongs to Wout.
Come on, Wout.
Well done.
On day one, Vincent and Abigail lose their place in the group.
But one of them can still come back.
On the elimination test, their names are therefore among the answer possibilities.
Really, I knew those two were going to come back.
I am really completely confused by the test.
That Abigail or Vincent could also possibly be the mole.
I have sometimes indicated that there too because I thought:
that won't be in there for nothing.
But neither of those two is the mole.
This way, Maïté has the lowest score that evening.
Maïté.
Just after Maïté left, Abigail and Vincent also fill in the test.
No clue, to be honest. It's a lottery.
If I get a red screen soon, I'm really going to cry.
Abigail makes it,
but thanks to the two pass questions that she gets from the group.
That choice definitely had an influence.
If Vincent had received the pass questions,
then he would have joined the group that evening.
I knew it.
Two days later, there are pass questions up for grabs again.
Some candidates have a hard time resisting that temptation.
I'm going for the...
I'm going for the pass question.
My prime suspect is by far Dries.
How he acts that out every time, it's unreal.
I try not to go into that tunnel too much, but on the other hand,
if you are in the right tunnel, you shouldn't leave that tunnel either.
Fortunately for Maxim, he doesn't have to fill in a test that evening,
because the two eliminated contestants come from the other group.
Almost all of them are looking in the same direction there.
I am still in a reasonable tunnel vision on Kristof.
I also look at Kristof a little bit.
I think of Kristof.
I have answered many questions about him in my first elimination test.
And I was still here, so I thought: maybe I am still right somewhere.
And Kristof himself, who seems to find everyone equally suspicious.
I may have spread too much across different candidates.
But I couldn't do otherwise, because I didn't have a prime suspect.
With that departure, a neon-lit tunnel collapses a little further on.
My prime suspect has received a red screen.
I tried to hide from my fellow candidates that I was so shocked.
But I really didn't know what to do.
Dries saves himself here thanks to his pass question.
Mocht hij die niet hebben gehad, ging hij eruit en niet Karla.
After a week on Portuguese soil
there is still one candidate whom almost nobody doubts.
I see Wout as a very reliable candidate.
He has such charisma that makes everyone trust him automatically.
I hope Wout is not a blind spot, because I trust Wout.
I do have confidence in Wout actually.
Wout often goes along if a good idea is suggested.
The mole would never do that.
For money? - Yes.
Wout is also absolutely among my non-suspects.
Today it has been proven again.
They have completely chosen for the 3000 euros that they could bring in.
It did fail, of course.
It failed, that's right.
Yes, that is a fact.
They are all in complete agreement,
but Isabel is indeed the only one who doesn't want to rule anything out.
Wout has effectively had the image since day one of:
Wout is not it. No way.
But such a super sympathetic guy could very well be it.
Meanwhile, Dries has to start all over again from scratch.
The fellow candidates look at me like:
he knows what he is doing, he is reasonably sure of his mole.
While I have no idea anymore at all. I wouldn't know what I should do.
They do indeed look at Dries,
but not immediately for his impressive investigation work.
I would like to fill in my test completely on Dries.
I have actually bet everything on Dries.
I might see Dries as my prime suspect.
Abigail and Maxim both had the lowest score that night
and Abigail is just a little slower.
So Maxim barely makes it to episode four.
But he does feel strengthened in his search.
There is one person whose guilt is obvious
and that is Dries.
Did Julie fall into the pot? - She's been in the toilet for a very long time.
Maxim himself is also being closely watched.
Very closely.
The mole had a nice big pint today.
A half liter, to be precise.
Cheers, buddy.
The logical path leads to Maxim again and again.
There is also someone who has Yannis in their sights.
Yannis, watching you.
Dries has found his new prime suspect.
Yana is definitely number one for me.
The people in second place, that is everyone except Julie.
And not really Wout either.
It is what it is.
I thought I was on the right track, but apparently completely off.
Dries is gone, and that causes a small shockwave.
I have to start from zero again.
I've been thinking about it all night, and Dries is still my mole.
There must be something wrong in the system, I think.
And someone else has to come to terms with it that night.
I thought: how is that possible?
Dries was my prime suspect, so...
I need to do a quick recap of what has happened in the last few days.
We are over halfway now.
There is still only one candidate that Wout has his eye on.
But it's increasing.
Wout is my prime suspect.
He was sweating and trembling on that slackline.
But you can act that out, too.
Then, I think he made sure
that it wouldn't work for me, or would work as poorly as possible
by pulling the curve of that coat rack a bit straighter.
It slid off.
Meanwhile, Yannis keeps happily spinning in circles.
The baker's son from Gullegem, Maxim.
I have never voted for anyone else.
Or bet on anyone else.
Bet is the wrong word.
I know it's Maxim.
A few days and a fake visitor later
Julie and Maxim have been able to sort everything out.
I'm suddenly suspecting Wout a little.
He hasn't brought much money into the pot at all.
I've reviewed everything again.
There was only one option that was really clearly in my sights
and that was Yannis.
Maxim resolutely crawls into a new tunnel,
where he has company.
Yannis is my prime suspect.
I went completely all-in.
But I didn't know one question. If I'm on the right person,
then I would think I got 19 out of 20.
Even after their city trip through Lisbon
Maxim remains rock-solidly convinced of his mole.
It can only be Yannis.
Wout is such a nice guy. He could never be it, I think.
The nice guy in question blocks the discussion
in the arena a day later.
I want to go. - I won't let you go, Maxim, sorry.
That way, 5000 euros go up in smoke.
Now something is finally starting to dawn on Maxim.
I've changed my vision now and my prime suspect is Wout.
For the others too, the puzzle pieces are starting
to fall into place.
Because of what happened today, I put 80 percent on Wout
and 20 percent on Yannis.
If I add everything up, I think it's Wout.
But one man remains stubborn about putting together a totally different puzzle.
I think my test was good.
I wouldn't dare put a point on it right away. Although...
If I may be honest, I'm of course with the right mole,
then I would think
seventeen or eighteen.
Plus or minus.
We are a few days before the finale
and everyone is now looking in the right direction.
I went all-in on Wout, obviously my mole.
I am 100 percent sure about Wout.
But it is super dangerous to say that.
In this phase of the game it comes down to the details.
I didn't know a few things very well, so I had to guess a little.
If everyone is on the same mole and the others know more than I do,
then I have a problem today.
Bye.
She was the first one to start suspecting Wout,
but Isabel just doesn't make it to the finale.
In the finale, Maxim and Julie fight for the win and the honor.
Both of them only got on the mole's track late.
Wout is really such a big softie. He's so sweet.
That's why I think no one ever suspected him.
If it's not Wout, then I'm really in shock.
Then I'm screwed. Then...
That would... If it's Julie... It can't be anything other than Wout.
In the finale he goes all out on Wout anyway.
And with 27 out of 30 Maxim gets a nice score.
But Julie does even better.
She scores 29 out of 30 and thus becomes the deserved winner of this game.
Friends, a fantastic battle. Julie, well done.
You didn't just succeed in making an Antwerp accent sound sympathetic.
You also and especially unmasked the mole.
That means you won't go home empty-handed.
Julie Den Hondt, this one is for you.
Wow. Thank you, Gilles. - You're welcome. Well deserved.
Big money.
I especially like that your heads are on it.
Wow, that's really cool. - Congratulations.
I'm going to hang that above my bed.
Or do I really get that money too?
What are you going to do with it? - As usual
we will of course do something with the group
at Wout's expense.
No, no, obviously... I have no choice but to...
That's not out of obligation, that's out of wanting to so much
to do something fun with all of you.
I'll check with ChatGPT, what costs about 20,000 euros for twelve people?
A ski vacation, maybe.
I have to stop. I have to stop.
Julie, it's truly deserved.
But I also have something for the rest.
In Portugal, we had a beautiful tile wall full of memories.
Due to some people's actions
it was left a little damaged in Portugal.
So I've provided something else.
You all get a beautiful azulejo.
That is so nice. - Beautiful, right.
Yes, huge.
Here you go. Will you pass them on?
Wout.
Come on, Wout.
Those weren't worth that much money. - Sorry.
You shouldn't say sorry if you're not sorry, apparently.
Friends, this is the real end.
We're putting an end to our adventure.
Tribute to all twelve of you.
Sincerely, no matter how short or long your journey was,
I have enjoyed your presence, your enthusiasm and friendship.
And I think many people with me.
And a special tribute to the greatest of them all.
Wout, hats off for everything you have done.
You are the mole and you will remain so forever.
Only the good die young.
I raise my glass one last time to you,
to Portugal,
to the mole and the little mole that is coming up.
Cheers. - Cheers.
You did make it, though, during the filming of De Mol, right?
No, no. Tried, but didn't succeed.
(music: 'Lisboa-Madrid' by Anavitória & Jorge Drexler)
It's over, it's done.
Yeah...
Too bad.
Nice, in a way, to have seen everyone again,
to be able to relive everything a little bit.
But the realization also hits:
that was it.
By participating in De Mol, I felt again what my youth was like
and how we lived life so carefree back then.
Just go, go. Laughing, having fun. It was amazing.
I never expected that you could get to know certain people so well in such a short time.
Come on, not well enough, of course. That became clear.
But that in such a short time, you can get so attached to a group of people
that you had never seen before.
I sometimes hear from people that I had a very ungrateful journey.
Maybe even the most ungrateful journey ever.
But I don't see it that way, really.
I just thought it was amazing that I got to get a taste of it for a little while.
So no stress, chill.
I don't think I'll be able to just look at houses now,
but I did get a few friends excited who have done that now.
So my hobby is continuing through other people.
I learned about myself that I am very loud.
I already knew that somewhere, though.
But in many clips I could hear, even though I wasn't on screen,
my laugh in the background and then I thought: oh dear.
Everyone who always sits close to me must be half deaf.
I was standing at the checkout and the cashier was, I thought, looking at me
with a look of: I recognize her.
I pushed my shopping cart into the other carts and I saw her in the distance
jogging away from her register in my direction
and I said, proactive as I am:
Do you want a quick picture? No problem.
And she said: No,
you forgot your bank card.
It was the best period of my life, experiencing the full three weeks.
When you then come home, you are heartbroken.
I remember flying into my brother's arms at the airport, crying.
Just out of pride, but also out of
disappointment that I wouldn't see those people for such a long time.
They are truly tears of happiness.
Damn. Because I got to get to know all those people.
They are, one by one, such fun people.
I'm just mega grateful for that.
I still find it very striking how Wout can lie to your face like that.
Then you think you know people. But really,
knowledge of human nature, zero. Zero.
That's even part of my job. Maybe I shouldn't say that on camera.
Wout, damn it, boy. Really.
Fantastic game, man.
As the great confidant of the group, you really pulled it off.
I will never forget this adventure. Never, never, never.
Later, I will show my children everything, tell them everything.
I got to know so many fun people.
I love you all very much.
Thanks.
Wout out. Ciao.
Everyone running? And...
That's actually not that difficult, image direction.
You should try presenting sometime, that's even easier.
Quiet, please.
Harder, harder.
We put ten intellectually challenged people together.
After three days: minus 300 euros.
(they are mooing)
Man, really.
I pulled his ear off.
Fun.
Champagne, of course.
Do we have another glass? Yes, right.
I have to get my hips going first and then the hoop.
Wow.
Does anyone feel like using their fingers to get the sand out of my ears?
Or is that too much?
What are we all doing again?
Gilles, we have something for you too.
For me? - We've prepared a video.
(music: 'Macarena' by Los del Rio)
Good moves, Gilles.
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.
Love you.
Who is the mol?
(clock chimes once)
Season 14, it's a wrap.
Yes.
Finally. Finally I can say it:
I am the fucking mol.