03x04 - Out of the Shadows

[bunniefuu]

[Puleng breathing rapidly]

[sobbing]

[metal door opening]

[Puleng continues sobbing]

[loud metal bang]

- Come, come! Behave!
- What are you doing?

- Behave. Come! Let's go.
- Please, I'm begging you. Please.

[Reinhard] Just do as I tell you.

- You'll be fine.
- [sobs]

[tense music playing]

[breathing heavily]

- [Puleng] Please, I don't know anything.
- Shh.

- I don't know anything!
- Shh.

[Puleng, panting] Where am I?

Please, please. I don't know anything!

- Where are you taking me?
- [Reinhard] Let's go.

[Puleng sobbing]

- [Reinhard] Just keep going.
- [Puleng] No!

- [sobbing] Please, where am I?
- Shh, shh.

Please, please! I'm begging you! Please!

No! [exclaims]

[lock rattles and clicks]

[Puleng] Help! No!

- [banging on metal door]
- [Puleng] Help!

[screams] Help!

Help me!

Help me!

Help!

[theme music playing]

["Money" by King Perryy
feat. Timaya plays]

♪ Get the money [Let go]
And when the money come... ♪

[Fikile] Yo.

[Reece] Hey.

I know that's not all
from coverage at the door, Reece.

- You can't keep doing this forever, eh?
- I know.

Last night was the last time. Promise.

Hey. Here you go.

Oh, hi, Lunga.

- You slept here?
- [Lunga] Yeah, well...

- Someone had to bring him back.
- Mm-hmm.

Chrissy boy. [grunts]

- Cheers.
- [Reece] He was so wasted.

[Fikile] Dude, you look like sh*t.

That's gonna help with your hangover.

Fiks, why were you so late yesterday?

- Setting up was a bitch without you.
- Uh... Oh, right.

My Uber... Such a pain in the ass.

At least you came. KB was a no-show.

[phone chimes]

[Chris] At least he dodged
the f*cking raid.

[gags and coughs]

- Help me up, please.
- [chuckles]

Help me up, Fiks!

- Come here. Over here.
- Help me out. Help!

- Help yourself a bit here.
- Just take me to the shallow end, please.

[laughs]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone beeps]

Hey, Wends! How's it?

[Wendy] Hey, friend.
I'm going crazy over here.

- Can you chat?
- What's up?

They've asked me to stay longer,

and I have no idea
how I'm going to tell Christopher.

Look, this is a good thing for you, Wendy.

I'm sure when the moment's right,
you'll know.

Yeah, you're right. Thanks, friend.

Hey, um, by the way,
I've been meaning to ask you,

I was arranging some old files
from the Matric Dance Committee,

and I noticed something really weird
with the accounts.

[Wendy] Oh yeah, that. Stupid Reece.

After we raised so much money,

she clicked on some fraudulent link
and got duped.

Fraudulent link?

Took everything?

Yeah, I know, right?

- Thankfully, that's all in the past now.
- [phone chimes]

- Hey, Wen, just give me a minute.
- [chimes]

[Leigh-Anne] OMG,
last night was drama after you left!

[phone chimes]

[officer] This is a raid!

Anyone who tries to leave
will be handed over to the police!

What the hell?!

[scoffs] Ma, no, please.

Just... Just take the money. Okay?
Yeah, I'll send you more tomorrow.

[in Zulu] Don't worry about me.

[in English] All right,
it's just... I'm, um...

I'll speak to you later. Bye.

Sorry. I hope you didn't end it
because of me.

No, no. No, it's cool.
I'll speak to her later.

Uh, thanks for the, um... smoothie?

- Tastes like sh*t, huh?
- It's not great.

- Well, cheers to that.
- Cheers.

- [glasses clink]
- [phone chimes]

Lunga, where are you?

Your story isn't lining up, Mr. Daniels.
Tell me the truth and you can go home.

For the last time, I don't know.
Someone must've planted it on me.

Please, can I get my phone?
People will be worried.

[sighs] You may.

As soon as you tell me
how these dr*gs got into your possession.

dr*gs don't have legs.

I don't even do dr*gs!

Okay.

If you want to stick to that story,
and you'll go on trial,

which means a criminal record,

or you can admit that the dr*gs are yours

and you'll just get
mandatory court counseling.

Marcus.

I know this kid. I'll deal with it.

Come with me, Mr. Daniels.

[smacks lips]

[phone chimes]

[atmospheric music plays]

[keyboard app clicks]

Siya?

I hope you're busy getting ready.

Thank you, Detective.

Never imagined I'd be picking my son up
from the police station.

I was framed, Mummy!

By whom?

Reece?

Did she have something to do with this?

I... I was with Puleng most of the time.

Puleng did nothing wrong, Mummy.

[scoffs]

[sighs]

[players yelling indistinctly]

["Pozay" by Ave Le Roi feat. JBoy plays]

Ball, ball, ball!

Come on!

- [all exclaim]
- [whistle blows twice]

[whistle blows]

[phone rings]

- [phone beeps]
- Lunga!

You know, Puleng actually texted me
to let me know that she's with friends.

You don't think you owe me
the same courtesy?

Look, I'm sorry, Ncane, okay?

- It completely slipped my mind.
- Have you spoken to Puleng?

No, not yet.

- Lunga!
- We're all good, though, Ncane.

[in Zulu] I thought
I should touch base with you.

[in English] Well,
you two better make sure

that you're home by the time I get there.
You understand me?

[phone beeps]

[cheering]

[laughs]

Oh, Julius, did you...

[melancholic music plays]

[phone ringtone playing]

[phone ringtone playing]

[phone ringtone playing]

[phone ringtone playing]

- [phone beeps]
- Yello.

Where's Puleng, Wade?

- I... I don't know.
- You're telling me she's not with you?

No, she went to the bathroom last night.

She took a while
so I figured she was with Fiks.

Hey, I'm with Fiks right now.

Okay, dude, Puleng is not here.
How do you not know where your girl is?

Well, it's complicated, Lunga!

I was in jail all of last night,
just so that you know!

And now I'm stuck gardening, grounded,
'cause my mom's angry with me.

Probably gonna do it
for the rest of my life, gardening.

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah. No, no, I'm fine. I'm good.

Okay, look, her mom just called me,

and she's really worried. So you think
maybe you can give her a call?

Y-Yeah, but it's...
it's... it's a bit weird.

We might have broken up yesterday.

- Anyone heard from Puleng?
- Um, isn't she at home?

No, her mom just called me.

Has anyone spoken to KB?

[Chris] Maybe she's with him.

Puleng... Puleng's with KB?

Yello, Lunga?

Is... Is Puleng with KB?

Wade, please, okay? You're not even sure
if you guys are together.

[Wade] Then maybe she was arrested
like I was at the raid last night.

No, but she wasn't
at the station, obviously.

She's not with KB.

Okay, that's it. I'm calling the police.

Hi. I wanted to find out
if Puleng Khumalo was brought in?

I'm just calling to find out

if a Puleng Khumalo
was brought to your station?

Uh, she's Zulu, has braids, petite.

- Likes the sound of her own voice.
- Um, okay. Thank you, ma'am. Bye.

Guys, what if... What if Puleng was taken?

Who would take her?

- [Lunga] Lisbeth and Matla's people.
- As in KB's parents?

What the f*ck is going on?

I'll explain later.

I should get going. I should go home.

To tell her mom?

Yeah, well, someone has to.

Oh, well, then you're gonna have
to tell her everything we've been up to,

and that could really mess
with our progress so far.

But Julius is dead,
Puleng could be kidnapped.

- And you call that progress?
- But what if she's not kidnapped?

We're just going to expose everything
she's been-- we've been doing.

Personally, I think
we should find her ourselves.

No offense, Fikile,

but what you're saying
means nothing to me.

Okay, you guys want to play games? Fine.

But Puleng could be
in real danger right now.

[phone chimes]

Uh, listen, I should go. Fiks,
please let me know if you hear anything.

Chris, can you maybe drop us off?
I'll get the bill.

I'll take a walk to clear my head.

Guys, come on, the food. The food!

Lunga, you said,
and I quote, "We all good."

I get trying to help Fikile and all that,
but how could you let Puleng do this?

Ncane, I'm... I'm sorry. Okay?

[in Zulu] You know
what kind of person Puleng is.

[English] She's not someone
you can convince.

I just thought maybe if I joined them,
that way, I can ensure her safety.

Oh, and how's that working out for you?

Okay, so... so what now? You think that,

Lisbeth and Matla Molapo
are behind this?

Yes, I do.

Then we should go to the police.

- [phone chimes]
- Lunga?

Lunga, you better not hang up on me.

W-Wade just posted something
on the socials.

Social media?!

Lunga, my daughter is missing, okay?

I'm going to the police. [clicks tongue]

- [sighs]
- [phone beeps]

[phone rings and beeps]

- [Wade] Hey.
- Hey, you okay?

Things were so kak at the party.

What if something bad happens to her,
and... that's how things ended with her?

Nothing bad's going to happen.
We just have to find her. Okay?

Did something happen at Durbanville?

Uh, no. We spoke to this chicky,

Amber, who did the same interview
you did at Horizon, but nothing.

Tried calling her today, but no luck.

I feel like sh*t
that I dragged Puleng into all of this.

[Wade] Yeah, me too.

I saw that a lot of people
have been posting pictures and videos

about the party.
Maybe someone captured something?

That... That's a good idea.
I'll... I'll keep checking.

And I'll go to KB,

try to get him to help us
suss out his parents.

Think he'll do it? I mean,
They are his parents, after all.

Yeah, KB and I go way back.

And he knows I wouldn't make
such assumptions lightly.

[groans] But I have to go.

I have to finish the gardening
or else my mom will k*ll me.

[chuckles dryly]

Yeah, see you.

Bye.

[phone beeps]

[Puleng sobbing]

[ominous music plays]

[sliding]

- [Puleng] Please.
- [phone rings]

[phone beeps]

I don't know anything!

- Please...
- I warned you, Puleng.

Even after your father d*ed,
you still went digging.

So I guess death is not an option for you.

W-What do you mean?

- You're KB's mother. You're not ashamed...
- My son is no longer your concern.

Please. Mrs. Molapo! Please!

[g*n cocks]

[Puleng's breath trembling]

[KB] What?

[Fikile] They followed some guy, Reinhard,
from the agency to a building called Oath.

Apparently, he's the one
who paid Mr. Khumalo for my kidnapping.

And there's this girl Amber,

who described what she believes
to be a trafficking front.

She's probably missing now too.

KB, dude, I really need you
to help me with your parents.

- [sighs]
- Look.

Even if it's to rule out
that they have nothing to do with Puleng.

You're starting with this sh*t again.

But don't you want to know?
Like, once and for all?

[Matla] Once and for all what?

I didn't know you were home.

Once and for all what?

Um, KB needing to stop blaming himself
for how things ended with Puleng.

I agree.

And Puleng, how's she coping
with the loss of her father?

She's missing.

Oh, no.

[KB] We think she has been kidnapped.

[Matla] Dreadful.

Um, I should get going.

- Um, bye.
- Be safe.

What's this about... Puleng's disappearance?

[in Tswan] I... I don't know.

[in English] You'll let me know
if I can help with anything. Yeah?

["Flex" by Lex LaFoy feat. Ifani plays]

♪ Now flex ♪

♪ Now flex ♪

[music continues faintly in earbuds]

[ringtone plays]

- [phone beeps]
- [Chris] Hey. Okay, I'm digging this.

Aw, thank you. [chuckles]

Listen, um, I've been thinking,

when you get back,
it'll be midterm break, and maybe we...

I've been asked to extend my stay
by another six months.

I've been doing really well here,

and the Rotary Club as well as the school
just asked me to stay a little longer.

[melancholic music plays]

But I'm gonna turn it down.
I don't wanna bring it up, but...

[Chris] But what?

You should stay, Wendy.

[Wendy] You think so?

I mean, like...

Like, it's chill. It's not like
we were a real thing or anything.

- We were just something, right?
- Yeah.

Okay.

I guess I'll extend my stay.

Look, I need to go.

- Bye.
- [phone beeps]

[bold instrumental hip-hop music plays]

[sighs]

I wasn't dealing at the party.

What about Wade?

Does he do dr*gs?

[laughs] Wade?

Wade is the last person
that'll ever try something like that.

Everything okay
with your son, Ms. Daniels?

- Reece, you can go.
- Thanks.

I heard he was arrested
for possession of dr*gs.

Hardly the kind of behavior

that'll be acceptable
for a principal's son.

Then it was a setup or a misunderstanding.

My son does not do dr*gs.
Never has, never will.

Now, was there anything else?

[clicks tongue]

[chuckling] No.

Not right now.

[breathes deeply]

[teacher] Well, class.

- [phone vibrates]
- I cannot say that this happens often.

But you surprised me.

I was very impressed
with your Pythagoras Theorem essays.

There were obviously
one or two of you that didn't try,

but overall, well done, class.

[keyboard app clicks]

[teacher clears throat]

I was so excited to see your enthusiasm
come through in these essays.

For most of you at least.

As you know, I always say mathematics
can open up a whole new world for you guys

if you just put in
a little bit of effort into your work.

[school bell rings]

Hey, guys.

Reece, may I speak with you
for a moment, please?

No.

Be nice.

You have two minutes, Tahira.

[Fikile] I'll see you at the quad.

- Bye.
- Yeah.

Um, I wanted to ask about
the Matric Dance Committee account.

Why?

I was asked to look into it.

It's just, um, a report
needs to be drafted,

and I was asked to do it.

I already spoke to Daniels about this.

You clicked on
a fraudulent link though, right?

[ominous music plays]

Yes.

The thing is, we did
a total of six fundraisers,

at an average of 100 rand per head,

but more than that
was taken from the account.

So where did the rest come from?

We asked parents to donate as well.

Huh. Do you have proof of the donations
as a signatory on the account?

I didn't quite find a paper trail.

Uh, Mr. Ferreira
was overseeing most of it.

Ask him for the proof. Okay?

I really need to go now.

[Tahira] Huh.

[notifications chiming]

["Narcos" by Shane Hickman playing]

[Reece] What are we doing?

[sighs] Looking through
some footage from the party

to see if there's anything somewhere.

[Chris] Uh...

Robbie says there's no CCTV cameras,
so there's no footage from the night.

- [phone chimes]
- [sighs] Great.

[cheering]

I think I found something.
That's... That's the guy Puleng and I saw

with Reinhard at Durbanville
and at the Oath.

Now I'm sure Puleng was taken.

KB, anything on the 'rents?

[sighs] Not yet. I mean,
what do you guys expect me to find?

Are you gonna start
taking this seriously, KB?

Not you, Wade. You better chill.

[in Afrikaans] You're working
on my nerves. Your parents are criminals.

[English] What the f*ck did you say?

- I said what I said.
- Okay, whoa. Wade...

I get that you're worried about Puleng.
We all are, okay?

Yeah, chill.

- [clicks tongue]
- Jeez.

You know, f*ck this sh*t.

[kisses teeth]

KB...

KB... wait.

I know what we're asking you is hard.

I know.

But I wouldn't ask you if I didn't
really believe there was something to it.

My dad told me
that your mom used to be a nurse

before she worked at Point of Grace.

Apparently, she was the one
my mom spoke to

when she wanted to get a baby.

And then news of Phume breaks,
and then suddenly she needs to travel?

I mean...

She travelled for work, Fiks.

What work is so important
that she'd leave you as a baby?

KB, you know, on some level,
something's not right here.

So, please, just...
just come see the video.

Okay?

["Bad Ballerina" by Ms Andii plays]

♪ I'm like a bad ballerina ♪

♪ Hot bars, model figure ♪

♪ I'm a G like my mama be ♪

♪ 'Cause I was born to be a boss... ♪

Pauline. Hi.

You and Reece are pretty close, right?

No.

We just did Business... Studies together.

Were you involved in managing
the Matric Dance accounts?

- Why?
- Oh, I'm just putting a report together.

I was just on the decoration team.

Reece is probably the person
you should speak to. She was Treasurer.

She and Ferreira
actually worked pretty closely together.

Reece and Ferreira?

Like I said,
I was just in charge of the balloons.

[chuckles smugly]

[sighs]

[chuckles awkwardly]

Girls! We're gonna start our rehearsals
for Giselle, very exciting.

So I want you guys to put on
your proper rehearsal gear.

[KB] Even if my parents took Puleng,
where do I start digging?

Anywhere. Documents, emails,
literally anything.

Does she know the guy in the video?

Guys, I think I'm going
to go to Durbanville.

By yourself?

Um, no, that's too risky.

Yeah, I know, but the more ground
we can cover separately, the better.

I guess I'll go see Puleng's...

my... [inhales sharply]

Thandeka, and, um, show her the video.

Reece, do you think you could ask anyone
who might know anything about the raid?

[Reece] Yeah, sure.

[phone chimes]

[keyboard app clacks]

Guys, Daniels wants
all of you in her office.

She says the police want to talk
to you all later this afternoon.

Mrs. Khumalo, we're aware
of Puleng's history with...

amateur investigating.

Maybe she's up to something

that she hasn't had the time
to inform you of yet.

[thuds forcefully]

Puleng has never slept outside this house
without telling me.

We understand that, ma'am,

but we have to rule out
all the possibilities.

We have reason to believe that Puleng
left the party willingly last night.

It's highly likely that she just ran away.

Puleng just lost her father.
Why would she do that?

The only reason my daughter's not here
with us in this house...

[sad music playing]

...is because she's either been kidnapped...

[breath trembles] ...or...

Is there anything else you can tell us?

Any threatening communications,

or Puleng getting involved
with people she shouldn't have?

Is this it?

Shouldn't you be out there investigating
and interrogating other people?

Like who?

Like Lisbeth and Matla Molapo.

Mrs. Molapo was cleared.

And without new evidence,

we have no reason
to continue investigating them.

- Again, is there anything new you'd like...
- I'm... I'm sorry.

Puleng continued to investigate
Lisbeth and Matla Molapo,

and now she's missing.

And you guys think
that's some sort of coincidence?

This is ridiculous.

["Mollo"
by Malome Vector feat. Sjava plays]

[phone vibrates]

Okay, guys, we all know
what's happening, right?

Don't tell them anything
and stick to the plan.

Mr. Ackerman?

When was the last time you saw Puleng
on the night she went missing?

I was... drunk-dialing my girl.

My, um...

[scoffs] Long distance sucks ass.

[Vaans snaps fingers] Concentrate.

When was the last time you saw her?

[sighs] I don't know. I don't remember.

[Wade] She went to the bathroom
before she left.

That was the last time I saw her.

[Vaans] Where were you
on the night Puleng went missing?

Fine. I was dancing with friends
in between playing host.

[Peterson] What's your relationship
with your mother like?

- My mother?
- [Vaans] Hmm.

What's that got to do with this?

She gave birth to me.

That's it.

Where were your parents
the night Puleng disappeared?

I don't know. Why don't you ask them?

At home. We all were.

[Peterson] Why didn't you report
the disappearance when you found out?

Shouldn't the focus be on finding Puleng?

[Fikile] I feel like you're here

asking all these questions
just to seem like you're doing something,

when actually you're doing nothing.

Just like you did nothing
when I was kidnapped,

or when my mother disappeared,

or when Sam's location was compromised.

Sam Nkosana?

["Mollo" continues playing]

So you heard from him?

He tried... calling me once

before disappearing
off the face of the Earth.

- Do you know anything?
- No.

- No.
- No.

- [both] No.
- I said no!

Instead of interrogating me,
why don't you guys just go find Puleng?

Honestly.

[school bell rings]

[Tahira sighs]

Ms. Kahn. You're working late.

Oh, I was falling behind in signing off
on next week's publications, ma'am.

Is that the Matric Dance Committee's
accounts folder?

Did Mr. Koopman put you up to this?

Tahira.

[sighs] Yes, ma'am.

He asked me to assist in exchange
for me being reinstated as Head Girl.

Wow.

[scoffs]

["Wamuhle" by Slade
feat. Sino Msolo, Tweezy & Yumbs plays]

[phone chimes]

[Reece] You guys should see this.

How are you holding up?

Seen better days.

Mmm. Puleng will turn up.
She's relentless.

Annoyingly relentless.

Thanks.

[phone chiming]

[Chris] Dude...

how are you dealing with the whole
"your folks are kidnappers"?

[Reece sighs] This is crazy, KB.

Are you okay?

It's... It's just frustrating.

You know, it's...
it's like I'm the bad guy, you know?

Let's... Let's talk about something else.

I mean, you must be relieved.

Wendy's coming back
in like, what, eight weeks?

"Relieved."

She's, uh, staying longer.

It's chill though, I'm happy. I'm stoked.

It's okay to be messed up by this, bro.

This is what she wants, you know?
Wendy's amazing.

She deserves it.

f*ck off, guys.
Don't you see I'm dying here missing her?

You can tell her, bro.

No. I don't want to seem
like a desperate loser.

You kinda look like one now.

Yo, Reece. Um, I'm out.

Already?

Yeah, there's this gaming thing

my uni's hosting
at some tech company in town.

Will there be free beers?

I don't know. Maybe.

Mmm... Okay, what's happening
between you two, Reece?

Lunga and I?

[snorts] I wish.

[tense music plays]

[Fikile] Tata, I'm sorry
I'm only telling you all this now.

[in Xhosa] How come, Fikile, how come?

I will go talk to Matla.

[in English] No, Tata. Please don't.
We don't know anything for sure.

No, no, no. But if what
you're telling me is true then...

[in Xhosa] Even if there's
a little truth to what you say...

[in English] Matla and that bloody wife
of his, they need to pay.

I know, but if you go
and speak to them now,

they'll risk finding out what we're doing,
and we're onto something.

[in Xhosa] But, Fikile,
what were you thinking, my child?

[in English] You can just go
and do this thing all by yourself?

[tender ethereal music plays]

[shushes softly]

Okay.

[in Xhosa] Regardless of what you've done...

[in English] I would never let
anything happen to you. Ever.

I know.

- Okay.
- [phone vibrates]

[in Xhosa] What's up
with you and Thandeka?

It's nothing.

[in English] I just...

[inhales sharply] I don't know
how to act around her.

[in Xhosa] My child...

[in English] More than anything,

she'll appreciate
having you around right now.

[in Xhosa] Or do you want
us to go together?

[in English] No, it's okay.

Okay.

[in Xhosa] You'll be late.

[in English] Yeah.

- I'll see you.
- Okay.

[sighs]

[Lunga] Welcome to Trekking the Skies.

Right, so just put your left hand...

- Okay.
- ...through this. There we go.

- Like that?
- Yeah. Mm-hmm.

- Okay.
- And this.

- Your other left hand.
- [chuckles]

[chuckles]

Cool.

Now, remember, the moment I put these on,
it's gonna feel extremely real.

Okay, just chill. I know it's a game.

[Lunga] Cool.

Yeah?

- Oh, wow.
- [Lunga] Cool. Take it away.

This is cool. Okay.

[Lunga] Right, just focus on my voice.

- [Chris] Where... Where are you?
- I'm close enough. Don't worry.

[Chris chuckles] This is pretty high.

- [Lunga] Just go for it, you can do it.
- Um...

How do I get over this part?

[Lunga] You jump.

I jump?

[Lunga] Yep.

I jump. Okay.

Uh, let's jump. Um...

- One, two, three.
- [Lunga] You can do this.

- Whoa, whoa! Hey, hey.
- Whoa!

I got you. [laughs]

Not bad for a first-timer. You okay?

Uh, yeah. I'm okay.

I'm gonna, uh, grab a beer.

Uh, cool.

["uMalandela" by Nu Era plays]

You bailed, right?

[mock laughs] f*ck off. You go try it.

I'd rather hang out with my beers, man.

I was literally suspended in midair.

- Okay?
- Maybe I should...

Maybe I should try it out.

I think that Chris just needs to learn
how to accept help from people.

Mm, Chris is bad with being vulnerable.

You know, there really isn't anything
wrong with being vulnerable, Chris.

In fact, I respect it.

Lunga, you know Chris's in a relationship.

- Right?
- He knows.

Thank you, Reece.

'Cause the way you two
are looking at each...

Uh, we're just talking.

Yeah, and besides,
I'm not into high schoolers.

- No offense, Chris.
- None taken.

[tense musical flourish plays]

["Moonlight" by Sishii plays]

[dialing]

Hey, you asleep?

[Wendy] About to call it a night.
How are you?

Um...

I miss you, Wendy.

A lot.

And...

I seriously think it's cool
that you're doing your thing

and... and you're winning,
and... and I'm all here for it.

[Wendy] I miss you too, Christopher.

["Moonlight" continues]

[Thandeka] And none of you
have seen this man before?

No, but we're working on it.

Why can't we just take this
to the police, Ma?

We can't because the same guy showed up

at the same time
the police raided the party.

I honestly think it was a front
to have Puleng taken.

Wade also had dr*gs planted on him,

and he thinks
that was done to distract him.

- But why Wade?
- Probably because he's Puleng's boyfriend.

[sighs]

[mutters indistinctly]

[sighs]

I'm so sorry, Mrs. Khumalo.

I shouldn't have asked Puleng to help me.

With Mr. Khumalo gone and...

I... I don't know what I'll do
if something happens to her.

Puleng helped you because she chose to.

Because that's who she is.

She fights for what's right.

[voice breaks] And that's what

Julius was so proud of her for.

Just as much as I am.

[sniffles]

What did you and Mr. Khumalo do
when I went missing?

We hosted a birthday party
for you every single year.

We just did everything we could
to make sure that no one forgets you.

Okay.

Okay.

Then that's what we'll do.

Let's get Puleng in the public eye.

[Principal Daniels] Wade, let's go. Wade?

[tense music plays]

Wade?

Wade?

[keyboard app clacking]

[door opening]

[man 1] Just hurry up, man.

[man 2] Sure, boss.

Okay.

- Eat.
- I don't want your f*cking food.

- Get me out of here.
- [dishes clatter]

- Bitch!
- Hey!

[in Afrikaans] Go on, right now.

[kick wall]

[in English] Pull that sh*t again,
and I won't hold him back!

[breath trembling]

[dishes clatter]

[sobs]

[Wade breathing heavily]

[people chatter indistinctly]

That's exactly why you buy Bitcoin.

Yeah.

Listen, I'll call you back.

Boss.

We have a problem.

Every time you speak to me,
we got problems.

- Get the mans, and let's go. Come.
- Yeah.

Go, let's go!

[school bell rings]

[bombastic instrumental hip-hop plays]

[keyboard app clacks]

[chimes]

[Brian, in Xhosa]
You're meeting them where?

[Fikile, in English] Uh, at the Khumalos.

I thought it might be
more personal that way,

but it won't be a media briefing
without the media, so...

And when is it?

Today.

Uh...

[in Xhosa] All right, my child, I'll see
what my team can come up with.

- Okay.
- Is that all?

[in English] Actually, I was thinking
if we could do a cash reward

for 100,000 rand...

A hundred thousand rand?

[in Xhosa] How will I get that amount
of money at such short notice?

[in English] You could take it
from my university fund.

- I checked.
- Oh.

- If it's okay with you.
- [chuckles]

Of course, that's okay with me.

Wow, Fikile.

When did you become
such a compassionate young woman?

[in Xhosa] Yo,
I am proud of you, my child.

[in English] You make me a proud father.

[sighs]

I told Anthony the truth, Tata.

He didn't have much of a reaction
when I told him who I was, but...

honestly, it's fine.

I just... I'm just glad I did it, you know?

Ah.

Why does it feel like
I'm losing you sometimes, Bhelekazi?

You're never gonna never lose me.

You're my dad, Tata.

- Okay?
- Okay.

And thank you.

[in Xhosa] Go well.

[exhales heavily]

[video game bleeps on phone]

[Principal Daniels] Mr. Koopman.

How desperate are you
to take down the school

that you would coerce an innocent student
to do your dirty work for you?

Dirty work?

You have Tahira looking
into the matric ball accounts.

Well, Tahira is a smart girl.

And, besides, I felt that the students
would be more comfortable

opening up to another student.

And offering her the Head Girl position,
which she lost as punishment.

- What are you trying to teach her?
- Fair enough.

But she deserved to lose that position,

and now she can learn
that second chances are earned.

Besides, whatever she finds
can only be beneficial to us.

There's no harm in that, right?

["Ready for w*r" by Cyber plays]

[KB] Ma?

Ma?

♪ I'm getting ready for w*r ♪

♪ Came to the scene with my sword ♪

♪ I'm sharpening my tool
Not gonna be treated like a fool ♪

♪ They tried to dumb me down
But they make me happy like a clown ♪

♪ You can see me in a corner
Looking spaced out ♪

♪ Whether it's in a bar
In a pub, or in a nightclub ♪

♪ This is my time to strike back
This is my fight club ♪

♪ Whether it's you, whether it's me
'Cause I know I can be my worst enemy ♪

♪ I'm looking in the mirror
And I'm telling you what I see ♪

♪ I used to see anger, pain
Misfortune, fame ♪

♪ But now I see flames and light
Up in this game ♪

♪ About to grow, change the future
These minds, this game ♪

♪ So you can go play those games
Somewhere else ♪

♪ I'm sick and tired of this game... ♪

[school bell rings]

- Reece? Reece!
- Bitch, we really are not friends.

I know about
your relationship with Ferreira.

I know how deep and dark it went.

And I know what really happened
to the Matric Dance Committee funds.

- What the f*ck do you want, Tahira?!
- I'm not your enemy, Reece.

Look, I want to give you a chance to go
to Mr. Koopman yourself and confess.

And why would I do that?

Because if you don't, I'll have to.

And I don't want to.

It'll only get you
into even bigger trouble, okay?

Not just you,
but everyone that's helped you.

Everyone.

Here you go.

You have till the end of the day.

[growls]

[softly] f*ck!

[phone chimes]

[sighs]

[pulsing electronic music plays]

Hi.

May I help you?

Yeah, I came to visit my mother.

Uh, okay, you just have to sign in.

[in Tswana] Karabo,
how did you know that I work here?

[chuckles]

[in English] What are you doing here?

I came to surprise you, Ma.

That's nice, but you should've called.

[KB softly] Yeah.

Can we go talk?

Actually, I'm on my way out.

Yeah.

[tense music plays]

But there's this lovely café
that sells the best burgers.

Okay.

Can we have them in your office?

Oh, come on, Karabo,
you know I'm too old-school for that.

Now, come with me! Come!

[tense music continues]

[ominous music playing]

[breath trembles]

[loud bang]

[tense music playing]

[tense music continues]

[Thandeka] Thank you all so much
for... for coming at such short notice.

And, uh, a special thank you to Mr. Bhele

for your help
in making all of this happen.

Your reward of 100,000 rand
is truly appreciated.

Thank you.

- Yes?
- Has it been confirmed

that Puleng is kidnapped?

We haven't heard from her
for several days...

[woman] Well, her father just d*ed,

and wasn't he recently accused
of human trafficking?

How do you know
that she didn't just run away?

My husband... is...

My husband was...

[woman] Mrs. Khumalo, I sympathize,

but the fact is teenage runaways
are not that uncommon.

Especially in a case of recent trauma.

[woman 2] Mrs. Khumalo,
what exactly are you claiming?

- [man 1] How could you let them...
- [man 2] Why are we here?

[voices overlapping indistinctly]

Hey, hey! Back off!

- [Fikile] Jeez, are you okay?
- Yeah.

[tender music plays]

[woman 2] Fikile Bhele?
Previously Phumelele Khumalo?

Yes, I am.

I'm the missing baby Phumelele Khumalo
from 18 years ago.

And I know this today because...

the Khumalos never lost faith.

Because my sister
never stopped looking for me.

They're good people.

And if my story is anything to go by,

then you need to believe us when we say
that Puleng has been kidnapped.

That is a lot, Miss Van Rensburg,
even for an adult.

Yeah, I panicked when Mr. Ferreira left,
and I'm sorry, I should have come sooner.

[intriguing music plays]

[Koopman]
Does anyone else know about this?

I lied that it was a fraudulent link,
and everybody believed me.

I was working alone.

May I go now?

[Koopman] Mm-hmm.

Hmm.

Every day that goes by is crucial,

which is why we're making
this official plea

to please help us find Puleng.

Truth is, we can't trust the police
to help us anymore.

Why do you say that?

Because Puleng and I've been doing
our own investigation for a while now,

and I honestly believe that she's been
taken by a trafficking syndicate,

the same syndicate that abducted me

as a baby 18 years ago.

Well, why are these people
still operating?

Because the police
are working with the culprits.

[woman 1] Culprits?

My godparents.

- Lisbeth and Matla Molapo.
- [woman] Phume, what evidence...

Detectives, do you agree Lisbeth and Matla
are responsible for the kidnapping?

- No comment.
- [all speaking]

Detectives, please,
just one question, please!

["Save South Africa" by China Charmeleon
feat. Chronical Deep plays]

Fiks really went
in for the jugular there, eh?

I just hope it doesn't mess up
our chances of finding Puleng.

We'll find her.

[Lunga sighs]

So, um, you two are close.

[chuckles] Yeah, we work together.

Mmm.

Are you jealous?

Well, it...

wouldn't be a bad thing
if you really were jealous.

I'm not jealous.

[Lunga] Oh.

I actually think it's kinda cute.

Um...

I'm, uh...

I...

need to go.

So, traveling Africa must have been cool.

Look, it's a lot of work.

Logistics, NGO projects.

[sighs softly]

But...

this can't be of interest to you, Karabo.

[in Tswana] Tell me the truth.
What are we doing here?

I just want to spend time with you.

[in English] And get to know you better.

- [in Tswana] I can leave if you are busy.
- No, no, no.

[in English] Coffee?

[suspenseful music plays]

[whispers indistinctly] ...Mayfair.

[in Tswana] Forgive me, Karabo.
Something came up.

But don't leave,
buy yourself some coffee or dessert.

[in English] On me. Yeah?

[man] Let's go. It's okay, it's okay.

- Let's go.
- [Puleng breathing heavily]

[man] Don't resist.

Let's go.

Come on, guys! Let's load her up!

Load up and lock it. Let's go!

Get her in the truck.
Get in, get in, get in. Get in!

Puleng! Puleng...

[dramatic music playing]

[ethereal arrangement of theme song plays]

♪ Let me find you ♪

♪ In our story ♪

♪ Where our souls ♪

♪ Intertwine in glory ♪

♪ I can feel you in my spirit ♪

♪ My heart is bruised ♪

♪ And you're my healing ♪

♪ Blood ♪

♪ Blood and water ♪

♪ Blood ♪

♪ Blood and water ♪