04x03 - Bad Decisions

[bunniefuu]

[motorcycle engine revving]

[dramatic music plays]

[in Zulu] Hey, you!

Hey!

f*ck off!

- [in English] Are you hurt?
- [Siya] Hey!

Puleng? Puleng!

[Puleng's breath trembles]

[gasps] It's paint.

- Hey, hey! Get away from my daughter.
- Ma! Ma, relax. He's my friend.

[brooding hip-hop music plays]

What? Are you okay?

Who the hell were those guys, P?

I think it was some kids pulling a prank.

- [Thandeka] I'm calling the police.
- Ma, please, don't.

Just leave it. I don't wanna make
a big deal of this.

Let me call the neighborhood watch.
They're supposed to be patrolling.

Come. Let... Let's get you cleaned up.

- [Thandeka] You okay?
- Yeah. It's... It's just paint.

[groans]

So you used his music without permission.
Isn't that illegal?

People do it all the time, okay?

I didn't think
it was gonna be such a big deal.

Well, it is a big deal, Chris.

And f*ck all this sh*t.
Let's just go to the police.

No, no.

[sputters] As soon as you go
to the police, your career's over.

- Word'll spread about what you've done.
- What I've done?

It doesn't matter, Chris.

Both of you, relax, please.

I know I f*cked up.
Just give me a chance to fix it.

[KB kisses teeth]

Hey, I know you don't get it,

but I'm really trying
to do something here.

KB's track is blowing up,
and he needs a win right now.

All that guy wants is some money,
and then he's gone.

But where are you going to get it, Chris?

My parents.

I mean, I know they think I'm a screwup,

but I'm still their son.

Su... Surely they don't want to see
something happen to me.

- I think we need a drink.
- Shh.

All right, they also seem to think
it was just some kids on a dare.

I told you.

- Iván.
- Yeah?

I'm sure you can see
that Puleng is exhausted.

May be better for you
to come back tomorrow.

Let her get some rest.

Yeah. Of course.

I'll call you when I get home.

[Thandeka clears throat]

I mean, I... I'll call you tomorrow.

- Bye.
- Excuse me?

Goodbye.

We'll talk tomorrow. Get some rest.

[sighs]

[sighs heavily]

[rattles]

[chuckles softly]

[phone vibrates]

[phone beeps]

I found what you left for me. [chuckles]

- [through distortion] Hello, Puleng.
- [gasps]

[tense music plays]

You know, usually I try to be
less literal when making a point,

but you just wouldn't listen.

Tonight, you dodged a b*llet,
but next time...

Who knows?

You're crazy.

I've been called worse.

This isn't a game.

We're having so much fun.

[Puleng] What do you want from me?

What I've wanted from the beginning.

Find Gregory Dickson.

The answers are right under your nose.

But why me? I don't know you or him.

Enough questions!

Do as I say,

otherwise your mom
and everyone else will see

how good you are at...

doing Iván.

And if that isn't enough,

my friends can always go
and pay Fikile a visit next time.

No!

No. I'll do it.

Good decision.

[phone beeps, dial tone pulses]

[ethereal choral arrangement
of theme song plays]

[Fikile] Just a bit longer, sir.

Actually, this is perfect. Thank you.

Greg.

Fikile?

What the f*ck?

It was really hard to find you.

You're using a different surname?

It's my mom's.

A fresh start.

We need to talk.

He's been contacting me.

[tense music plays]

Oh, f*ck no.

- Please, I don't want to talk about this.
- Greg, wait. Wait.

Maybe...

Maybe it's time for us
to just tell the truth about this.

'Cause...

Because lately I've been feeling
like I can't breathe

and like I need to tell someone
about what happened, and...

Hey, wait. Let's get
one thing straight here, Fikile, okay?

If you decide to go...

[softly] If you decide
to go blabbering now,

I am not the only person that will end up
in prison. Do you understand?

You know this!

But I didn't do anything.

It's called...

It's called accessory after the fact.

And let's be for real, you wouldn't last
a f*cking day in prison, princess.

So I'd think very carefully

before you make
any other suggestions or moves.

Okay, guys, can we go over this
one more time, please?

[groans] For f*ck's sake.

[funky music plays]

Okay, for the seventeenth time...

Grootboom's office has a walk-in safe.
That's where the papers are stored.

[Tahira] Once everyone leaves,
Grootboom will come and lock the safe.

Only he knows the keypad combinations.

[beeps rapidly]

Or so he thinks.

[Pauline] Head Girl is on the codes
since she's Grootboom's office sl*ve.

And anyway, you know these Gen X'ers,

they always write
their passwords somewhere.

[Grootboom] I'm coming.

I just need to get these reports
out of my office. Hmm.

Miss Kahn, what are you doing here?

Sorry, sir, I was just handing in
the minutes of your board meeting.

Meanwhile, the swimming gala
keeps everyone else occupied.

[cheering]

[Pauline] Zayd will be our lookout.

He keeps Grootboom away.

The three of us enter Grootboom's office,
we start trying out the codes.

[beeps]

[beeps rapidly]

[chuckles]

We're only opening the boxes that we need.

[Pauline] After that, I put them
back in the boxes. Tahira's on resealing.

[tape squeaking]

And once we're done with that, we're out.

- As simple as that.
- [Zayd] Mmm.

I think that covers everything.

[clears throat]

Did I miss something?

Well, there's just one obvious flaw.

While I'm sure Zayd will make
a very... adequate lookout,

how will he actually stop Grootboom

from leaving the gala
if he really wants to?

If there's one thing I've learned
about Grootboom,

it's that he's unpredictable.

So? How do we keep him at the gala then?

I've jotted down a few ideas.

One's a really easy fix.

A fail-safe.

Hey.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

I'm so sorry
I missed your call last night,

but Iván told me everything.

I'm fine.

I'm more pissed off than anything.

But... [sighs]...he's made it very clear
that he's going to drop the tape

if I don't find Gregory Dickson myself.

[tense ethereal music plays]

I hate the fact
that I have to give in to him, Fiks.

Then don't.

Don't give in to him.

And you know what? f*ck him!

You're letting him control you.

You know why I have to do it.

To keep your mom from seeing the tape?

[Fikile sighs]

- [dial tone pulses]
- f*ck, man.

I still can't reach my parents.

Don't you think
we could ask your parents...

f*ck no. No, dude.
You know what? f*ck this sh*t.

- We're going to the police right now.
- Just wait. Just wait, okay?

We just need some intel on Ruff Beats,
so we can negotiate with him, right?

["Skeem Saam" by Mino Black
feat. Nina Nation & Vusinator plays]

[Chris] Wade!

Hey, Wade!

- [phone clicks]
- [Wade sighs]

- Hey, what's up, man?
- What's up?

Listen, do you... do you know Ruff Beats?

"Ruff..."

Why would I know who that is, Chris?

I just thought perhaps
you guys came from the same area.

Where? Pinelands?

No.

- [sputtering] I just assumed...
- [chuckles]

Yeah, it's just your unconscious bias.

No. No, come on, man.
I didn't mean it like that.

- I was just trying to find out...
- I'm... I'm... I'm just joking, Chris.

Uh...

Ruff Beats? No, no, no,
I've heard about him.

[in Afrikaans] Yeah, look.

[in English] Don't... Don't...
Don't mess with that bra.

Heard he cut off the pinkie toe

of a guy who parked
in front of his house without asking.

[anxious music plays]

Yeah, I know there's, like, limits
to stuff that you can do,

but pinkie toes is...

Look, I... I... I need to go.
Thanks for the chick...

I just wish I knew
what all of this was really about.

You shouldn't worry about that.

What we need to do
is find a way to get him off you.

Like, do something to take away
his leverage, you know?

Like what?

It might sound crazy,

but I think you should tell Thandeka
about the tape yourself.

Absolutely not.

Just listen.

Firstly, it's gonna take away
his power over you,

and Thandeka's been through hell, dude.

Point of Grace,
your dad, you being taken...

You being sh*t.

Exactly.

I think she can handle this.

I didn't think you would finish the flask.

[Puleng sighs]

- But are you better?
- Hey, Puleng.

- And Iván, right?
- [scoffs]

- Can we talk? I just really want...
- No, Leigh-Anne.

I think it's in your best interest
to stay away from me.

That was a bit strong.

No, f*ck her.

I mean, she's the reason
why we're in this mess.

[exhales] But forget her.

- What do you think?
- What?

Should I tell my mom?

Why would you do that?

Because if I tell her, then that's it.

You know, she's the person

I'm most worried
about finding out about this.

Plus, PoolBoy won't have
any leverage over us.

Yeah, but are you sure
you want her to know?

Of course not.
But f*ck, what choice do I have?

I mean, it's fine.

I... I... I just don't want your mom
to pick up any of my secret sexy moves.

You know what I mean?
It's like... it's secret.

[chuckles]

[passionate Afrobeats music plays]

We can't do this here.

Ah, no? Okay, so...

[grunts] Let's go.

Where are we going? We have class.

[sighs] When your mom sees that tape,

she won't let me near you again.

So, we better make the most
of the time I have.

- Okay?
- Mm-hmm.

Let's go. Come.

[phone chimes]

[Fikile sighs]

[sighs heavily]

What are you doing?

[melancholic music plays]

[sighs]

[young woman sobs]

Hello?

Who's there?

[sniffles] I'm sorry.
Please don't hurt me.

Why would I hurt you?

The video of Puleng thing.

Of course. You're Leigh-Anne.

You don't even know who I am.

- Sorry.
- [sniffles]

- I'm having a rough day, so...
- Yeah, sure, whatever.

Just because I recorded that video
doesn't mean that I sent it.

Everyone always seems to blame me

just because I run the gossip column
for the Magazine Society.

But I would never do something like that.

Asanda! Asanda, hey! Hey, wait.

Hey, um, can we talk quickly?

Um, I just wanted to apologize
about last night. I'm... I'm really sorry.

All good. I kept myself busy.

Yeah. I heard you found someone.

What?

Look, I know I was a bit late,
but did you have to leave with KB?

What are you talking about?

Well...

So you... So... So you didn't leave with KB?
[in Afrikaans] You don't fancy him?

Ugh!

[in English] Asanda, wait, please. Um...

Just give me one more chance.

Look, Puleng was in real trouble
last night. I had to go.

Wade, it doesn't bother me
that you care about your friends.

I think that's amazing.

Okay?

It would just be nice for you
to make time for us if you like like me.

- Do you like like me?
- [sputtering] I do. I do.

Do you like like me?

[peppy dancehall music plays]

Mmm. My parents are out for dinner
later this week...

Your... Your... You want me
to meet your parents? Now?

God, no!

But...

I was thinking that, you know,

maybe we could meet,

and talk about
how much we like like one another.

[Wade whimpers]

That... That sounds nice.

It's a good conver... conversation topic.

Stunning.

See you then.

[nervously] See you then.

[softly] See you.

["Scary Hours" by Takunda plays]

I need a tequila sh*t
before Chris gets here.

'Kay. Um, things must be bad
if you need a sh*t before the date.

[in Zulu] You all right?

Actually,

you deserve more from a partner.

And there's something
I've been meaning to tell you.

Hey.

Hey, keep your hands off my girl, huh?

[softly] Not this again.

Hey. Look, Wendy, I know
the past couple of days have been tough.

But I promise everything will go back
to normal as soon as possible.

What's normal for you, Chris?
'Cause all of this is distracting me.

My marks are dropping.

And I need to get good results,
the right way.

I'm not willing to stoop to the level
of the Paulines and Zayds of this world.

Uh, um, sorry, what does Pauline and Zayd
have to do with this?

It's just a hunch I have on them
that they're cheating.

Their marks have gotten too good,
way too quickly.

But anyway, that's irrelevant.
Have you spoken to your parents?

Uh, yes. Yeah, yeah, everything's fine.

[Puleng and Iván moaning on video]

[gasps softly]

I've seen enough.

[gentle melancholic music plays]

I knew you were having sex.

But, Puleng, this?

And with this foreign boy you've just met.

I'm sorry, Ma.

I didn't know anyone was filming it.

And that's
what you're most concerned about?

That somebody was filming it?

[Puleng exhales]

I thought you were getting better, Puleng.

Am I that clueless?

Who's doing this to you anyway?

[Puleng] I don't know.

Probably some boys at school.

Thank God your father isn't here
to see any of this.

[sobs]

- Ma, I'm sorry...
- Hey, wait.

Just let her process, okay?

Just give her some time.
She'll come around.

Yeah?

Everything's gonna be fine, I promise.

[sobs]

[buzzer plays on PA system]

[Matla] I know what I said
three years ago.

But this...

[Fikile] You said I could go to jail.

Mama said the same thing.

[mellow moody music plays]

Why are you worrying about it?

It's all been taken care of.

- Put it behind you.
- Uncle Matla, please just tell me.

If I tell the truth now,

can I still go to jail?

[exhales heavily]

Yes, you can.

Especially now.

[music intensifies]

[Thandeka] I just don't know
what to do anymore, Julius.

I just... I wish you were here.

[sad music plays]

[Puleng sighs]

[Thandeka sobs]

[breath trembling]

[sniffles and sobs]

[cell phone vibrates]

[phone beeps]

["Baval'iminyango" by OB Magik plays]

♪ When I pull up ♪

♪ Baval'iminyango ♪

♪ And I came up like a ghost
Yeah, yeah... ♪

- You're gonna ignore me forever, huh?
- [sighs]

[music continues on headphones]

I'm not ignoring you, bruh.

I'm just trying to figure out
a way out of this mess,

where I don't end up
in a cell next to my father.

Kind of gives a new meaning
to Molapo and Son, huh?

[both laugh]

Okay, it's a bad jo... It's a bad joke,
but it got you laughing.

Come on, bruh.

If we could get through grade-six camp,
with those eco-toilets, together,

we could get through this.

Yeah.

But remember, the only way
we got through that was 'cause of Reece.

She's always been the brains
of this whole thing.

Maybe we should call her.

[cell phone vibrating]

[phone beeps]

Hey!

[Chris] Hey, yo, Reece.
What's happening in the ghetto?

Listen, f*ck you, okay.
I'm still at a great school.

Yeah, but it's in Paarl.

No way!

Never in a million years
would have thought

Tahira would be doing a deal
with Pauline in broad daylight.

[chuckles] Must be Ritalin she's buying.

Shame. I heard from Lunga,
who heard from Wendy,

that poor Head Girl is failing
one of her classes.

She probably needs a pick-me-up to study.

[air raid siren wails]

I'd better go.

Hey, hey, why do they use air raid sirens
to call you guys? Is this the '80s?

It's just f*cking Paarl.

Bye.

Bro, I'm telling you
they're up to something.

There's no way Tahira would take dr*gs
just because she's failing.

But she's spending
a lot of time with them.

And Wendy mentioned something

about Pauline and Zayd
cheating on their exams.

Do you get where I'm going with this?

No, not at all, bruh.

But look, we need to focus
on this Ruff Beats sh*t, all right?

Not the academic lives
of some little potheads.

If it's not getting us
out of this money jam we're in,

we shouldn't be talking about it. Yeah?

[keyboard app clacking]

[ethereal music plays]

[phone vibrates]

[beeps]

Why have you been ignoring my messages?

- f*ck you.
- Excuse me?

That's not very clever
for someone who has so much to lose.

I don't care. Do your worst.

You are about to make a very big mistake.

My only mistake was engaging
with a pathetic, sad loser like yourself.

Go find someone else
to do your dirty work.

Game over, PoolBoy.

[phone beeps]

Hey, Sam.

Have you seen Fiks?

Feel like she's been ignoring me
these past few days.

Why? What happened?

Well, she was obviously freaked out
when she found out what happened to you.

But even before that,
when we found Gregory Dickson...

[suspenseful music plays]

You guys found Gregory Dickson,
and you didn't tell me?

Yeah, I just assumed
that Fiks would've told you.

But anyways, it seems he was a student
here at Parkhurst a while back.

He goes by Gregory Bower now, though.

- [gasps softly]
- I gotta go.

["Keeps Me Up"
by Takunda and SETH SINGER plays]

Wendy, can't we just forget
about everything and just enjoy tonight,

like we used to?

I don't know, Chris.
Did you get the money from your parents?

Not quite yet,

but... but don't worry about it.

But they said
they'd give it to you, right?

Hey, come on. Everything's gonna be fine.

I kind of like hearing
how much you care about me.

[laughs] How do you always
get away with so much?

[Iván whistles]

Ugh. Give...

[sighs] Stop.

Okay, okay. You stare
at some Greg person's photo

instead of me
when I'm about to leave the city.

It's a good plan.

Sorry. I'll stop.

But you know what I don't understand
is where was Fiks today?

She hasn't responded
to any of my messages, and...

it's not like her to miss school.

Plus, she lied about knowing Gregory.
Something's up. I just can't put my...

Hey. Stop overthinking.

Hasn't everything been sorted?

[scoffs]

Well, if by "sorted,"
you mean me having to sneak out

because I'm grounded
for the rest of my life,

or the fact that my own mother
has ghosted me,

then yeah... everything is sorted.

[Iván] Mm.

Let's get another one?

- Yeah, sure.
- Yeah?

[sighs]

[clicks tongue]

[gasps]

[scoffs]

["Running Not Hiding" by Benjamin plays]

♪ When I looked at my compass
It's spinning round... ♪

[coach on PA system]
Welcome to Parkhurst's annual...

[Tahira] What's up, kids? All good?

We're on!

[watches beep]

[Tahira] Let's do it.

♪ 'Cause I really can't do no wrong, no ♪

♪ Yes, I do this sh*t for fun ♪

♪ But the journey's been real hard ♪

♪ So I need to take it back
To the start, yeah ♪

♪ To the beginning ♪

♪ Before everything got too serious ♪

♪ I'm tired of losing friends ♪

♪ And I'm not talkin' cemeteries ♪

♪ I got too many people turning on me ♪

♪ And I barely made that real money ♪

♪ I guess there's other things
You could steal from me ♪

♪ Like energies or memories or ♪

♪ My reputation ♪

♪ Opportunities or my elevation... ♪

You know, maybe I should just
ask my parents for some help.

Oh, man.

We'll find a way out without them.

[mic feeds back gently]

Good afternoon, parents and guardians,

students and staff,

to our annual summer gala.

♪ Capable of anything ♪

♪ But I was indecisive ♪

♪ Of which path I should go on ♪

♪ But now I got my direction ♪

♪ And yeah, I'm finding my footing
It took me long... ♪

- Let's go.
- Where?

Trust me.

Come.

[coach on PA] Next up,
the ladies first in 100-meter freestyle,

followed by men's 100-meter butterfly.

[Fikile] Hey.

[tender music plays]

I thought you might not come.

Bhelekazi, uh, I still think
you're getting back

into competitive swimming too soon.

[in Xhosa] But, my girl,
I've never missed a competition.

[in English] And I'm not gonna start now.

Good luck.

[coach speaks on PA indistinctly]

[anxious ethereal music plays]

- Mama?
- Hi.

[in Xhosa] I thought
you had a meeting today.

[in English] I did,
but this is much more important.

- Are you ready?
- Mm.

[in Xhosa] Now is your time, Asanda.

See these girls?

[in English] Especially that one.

[in Xhosa] When you get in the pool,
I want them to tremble.

They should be scared.

- They should know they're going to lose.
- Mama, I...

[in Xhosa] Don't interrupt me
when I'm talking to you.

You're walking around smiling at some boy

instead of focusing
on what you have to do.

- Don't disappoint me, Asanda.
- Mm.

- [girl in English] Hey, Mrs. Makeba.
- Hey! Girls!

All the best for today.

And go easy on my baby. She's so nervous.

[all chuckle]

["Amazaza" by TorQue MuziQ,
Dj Jim Mastershine, & Thabza Berry plays]

[Tahira gasps softly]

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

[keypad beeping]

- [lock beeps rapidly]
- [Pauline and Bruce chuckle]

- Hey.
- Hey.

Oh, sorry I didn't
get back to you last night.

- Was it urgent?
- No.

Are you okay?

I'm actually trying to find out

why you didn't tell me sooner
about finding Gregory Dickson.

Um, what do you mean?

[Tahira sighs]

[Chris] Told you
they were up to something.

- Sam told me that you guys found him.
- [coach] Fikile!

He used to be a Parkhurst student.

Um...

Just... [sighs]...let me finish
this race first, and we'll... we'll talk.

[coach] Fikile!

Come on.

Okay, but, um,
this whole Parkhurst connection thing

has me thinking that maybe
it'd be easier to find Gregory

if we looked into some archives
or maybe an old school yearbook or...

But why, dude?

You've... You're free of PoolBoy.
Just leave it.

[coach] Fikile!

Please? Just promise
you won't do anything until we've spoken.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

What the hell are you guys doing here?

f*cking Zayd.

These assholes are gonna ruin everything.
Let's abort.

Calm down, Ethan Hunt. We're here to help.

Really, Tahira? You?

Oh, I really don't need judgment

coming from the guy stealing music
to further his own career.

That isn't what happened.

Look, we can't do this, okay?
I swear if you...

[sputters] Hey!
Don't worry, Tahira. All right?

With... With KB's music blowing up,
we both haven't really had time to study.

So we're gonna help you
so everyone can benefit for the finals.

- You're in Grade 11.
- You just stay quiet, little one.

And continue with whatever
you were busy with in the back.

I mean, she kind of has a point, Chris.

[sighs] Okay. I want all of you to listen.

I'm KB's manager.

And it's in my best interest
to make sure that he passes,

so he can focus on his music.

Do you need a motivation letter
as well, Head Girl?

- [sarcastically] Mm.
- Look, we really don't have time for this.

Just stay out of our way
until we're done, okay?

[photocopier beeps]

[sighs]

- [beeps rapidly]
- [Tahira] What?

It's not working.

Hey, okay, chop chop.
Let's just take some photos.

- [camera app clicks]
- Right, you can do the rest. Thank you.

Hmm.

[camera apps clicking]

On the blocks, please.

[fans cheering]

Hey.

[exhales heavily]

[sputtering in Afrikaans] Puleng,
you reek a bit.

[in English] Yeah, sorry.
I had a hectic night.

But I need your help with something.

Hmm?

I need to find something in the archives.

- What? Like... Like... Like now?
- Yes.

No, man, Puleng,
sure... surely it can wait.

[coach] Take your marks...

["Nothing On You"
by Witness The Funk plays]

[starting g*n fires]

Come on, come on!
Let's go, Fikile! Let's go!

I had no idea my baby girl was this good.

Wow.

Come on, Fikile! Go! Go! Yes!

[inhales deeply]

[camera shutter clicks]

[cheering and music become distant]

[Fikile breathes heavily]

[ethereal music plays]

What's she doing?

Just stop! Stop it!

[fans cheering]

[dramatic music plays]

Fikile! Fikile, are you okay?

I... I knew you would get hurt.

I'm okay, Tata. I just... I got winded.
I'll go to the change rooms.

Fikile! Please, let's take you
to the hospital.

Brian, you're overreacting.
She looks fine to me.

Don't tell me what to do with my daughter!

Your daughter? She's my daughter.

[voices fade into distance]

[door opens]

[suspenseful music plays]

You couldn't just wait, could you?

Sorry, Wade.
But you didn't have to leave the gala.

Of course I did.

Otherwise, you'd be here for days,

looking through those
when you could just look through that.

[Puleng] The ex-student's name is Dickson.
Gregory Dickson.

[mysterious music plays]

[Wade] Got it.

[computer drive notification chimes]

[mouse clicking]

- [file transfer sound plays]
- [Puleng sighs]

- [Wade mutters]
- [computer drive notification beeps]

I put the file on my flash disk,
Puleng, so let's go.

- [students cheer]
- [phone chimes]

[coach on PA] We'll be taking
a short recess before we return

to the men's 100-meter butterfly.

[coach continues indistinctly]

- [clicks]
- [fire alarm ringing]

I think we should go, Puleng. Please?

[sighs] Okay.

["Up In The Air" by DJ Switch feat. PdotO,
Hxdi Stross, and Me & AKD plays]

[Tahira] Move that one closer.

Mm-hmm.

Perfect.

[Bruce] Let's go.

♪ m*therf*cker
Trust that's an understatement ♪

♪ This sh*t feel like the matrix ♪

♪ I know she like my cadence ♪

♪ They say I'm too courageous ♪

♪ I remind 'em of David... ♪

[printer whirring]

Everybody! Head to the parking lot
and arrange yourselves in your grades!

Arrange yourselves in your grades
in the parking lot, please!

Fiks.

- Are you sure you're okay?
- Yes.

♪ Twisting like Kama Sutra ♪

♪ Smoking that hallelujah ♪

♪ I'm thanking God I'm alive... ♪

[whispers] Guys, are you still here?

[Chris] Trust me, KB. We can sell
these papers to the other grades.

- We can pay off Ruff Beats.
- [camera apps clicking]

[Zayd clears throat]

[fire alarm continues ringing]

[Grootboom] Walk out
in an orderly fashion.

Please, no running.

Keep walking to the designated areas.

[ethereal music plays]

[mellow house music plays]

- Um, hey. Thanks.
- Yeah.

- Hey.
- Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.
Everyone's just being overprotective.

But where did you go? I... I saw you leave.

I'll explain later.
You just worry about getting better, okay?

[Chris sighs] Listen, okay?

We can charge up to R500 per paper.

So you still pass,
and we can make some money.

I just found out about this plan myself
five minutes ago.

You're gonna need one of these.

Okay. Let's go.

[phone chimes]

[tender music plays]

[sighs heavily]

[knocking at door]

I just thought you wanted to hear
how Fikile's doing.

Um, she just sent me a text.
She wants me to come over.

And you?

How are you feeling?

[sighs]

What did I do wrong?

What do you mean?

Fiks is falling apart.

And you...

[sighs]

Am I being punished for my sins?

I knew you were having sex.

But seeing you with that boy like that...

Puleng, we have to do better...

[in Xhosa]...my child.

[in English] I know
that with your father gone...

I'm sorry I let you down, Ma.

I wish I could take it all back.

But this is not your fault.

I'll do better next time.

Promise.

We'll get through this.

We always do.

[exhales]

[tense music plays]

[computer chimes]

[computer chimes]

[phone chimes]

[mellow rock music plays]

[Wade] Wow.

Uh, how do you have time
to do all of these things?

[chuckles] I don't.

My mom kind of forces me.

Um... Yeah.
I don't really care too much about it.

What do you care about then?

Hmm.

It doesn't matter what I care about.

I care about what you care about.

[chuckles softly]

So, I have something
I think you'd like to see.

- Me?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

It's okay, we're alone.

Oh! Then there's something
I think you'd want to see too.

Okay, wait, wait. Slow down, slow down.

Maybe you can dance for me first?

Um, dance?

Mm-hmm.

- Now?
- Yeah.

Yeah. Uh... I... I can dance.

- Okay, um...
- [Asanda chuckles]

Uh... whoo!

- Ooh!
- [Asanda laughs]

[exhales rhythmically] Butterfly.

- [laughs]
- My hips don't lie.

- Come on.
- Ballerina.

Kame-ooh!

[exclaims]

- Shh.
- [gasps softly]

Tease. Ooh, sh*t! I can't split.

- [laughs]
- [Wade exclaims]

- [bones crunch]
- [Wade] Ow!

- [gasps]
- [groans]

- Oh my God.
- Are you okay?

[gasps]

I'm so sorry! Are you okay?

- I'm... I'm... Um?
- You're bleeding, you're bleeding. Yeah.

[phone keyboard clacking]

[scoffs]

Hey, what's up?
You've been on edge all day.

I just really need to speak to Puleng,
and I thought she'd be here by now.

Look, I'm sure
she's gonna be around soon, okay?

["Falling" by Atlay plays]

But hey, seeing as we're alone,
I was hoping we could talk

about what's been going on
with you lately.

What do you mean?

Well, you've just been so distant
and secretive.

[scoffs]

Well, that is rich coming from you.

You know what?
This is not the night for this.

I think you should leave.

Hey, look, I'm sorry.
We can talk tomorrow.

[sighs]

[phone vibrates]

[phone beeps]

[distorted voice] Trying to hide
the truth from her was a mistake.

Puleng's like a dog with a f*cking bone.

Please don't do this.

Do you want me to tell you
what Puleng did today?

Because I know.

[knuckle cracks]

[laughs menacingly]

Enjoy jail time, princess.

- [phone beeps]
- [sobs]

[breathing heavily]

[phone chimes]

[sobs]

This place is really beautiful.

Last night in Cape Town.
I want it to be special.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Come. Get in.
- Oh, no.

- Why?
- I... I can't swim.

Oh.

In that case, I'll just have
to hold on to you the entire time.

- Come.
- Yeah?

I'll help you. Yeah, come.

- Oh my gosh. Okay.
- Come. Come.

Come.

[gasps]

- [Iván] I've got you. I've got you. Yeah.
- Yeah?

- Whoa, wait. Wait, no!
- It's okay, it's okay. I got you.

I've got you. It's okay.

[high-pitched ringing]

[echoing] I've got you. It's okay.

[chuckles]

- Good?
- Yeah.

[normally] Yeah?

["Falling" by Atlay continues]

♪ An ocean of regret ♪

♪ And a river of despair ♪

♪ In the sands of time that's passed ♪

♪ In the dream that's in my head... ♪

Wait, are you sure
there are no cameras in this place?

Yeah. I triple-checked.

- Triple-checked.
- Triple-checked?

Triple.

[laughs] Then we have to make
the most out of it.

[laughs]

[Wade moans]

[exhales heavily]

Huh.

[sighs] Wade, I'm so sorry.
I just got carried away.

No, no, it's cool, Asanda.
I know. I think me too.

I think I was just a bit more nervous
than usual because...

Because... 'Cause... 'Cause... 'Cause...

- Um...
- Mm?

'Cause I've never done it before.

I'm a virgin.

[laughs] Wade, I know.

Well, there's no need to laugh about it.

- Oh, no, I...
- I think I should go.

No, Wade!

Wait, Wade, lis... No, Wade, listen.

There's no need to be embarrassed

because...

the truth is so am I.

So am I what?

I'm a virgin.

[sputtering] You're a virgin too?

[intriguing music plays]

[computer start-up sound plays]

[intriguing music intensifies]

[computer chimes]

[computer beeps]

f*ck.

[login chimes]

[chimes]

[inhales sharply, sighs]

[breath trembles]

- I just need to buy more time.
- [chimes]

[sending tone plays]

[sighs]

[brooding synth music plays]