03x05 - Mayfair

[bunniefuu]

["Mamma" by James Deacon playing]

[handles rattling]

♪ But when I look around ♪

♪ Faces facing the ground... ♪

[man in distance] Stick to the plan.
Stick to the f*ckin' plan!

[man continues indistinctly]

[walkie talkie beeping]

[beeps]

♪ Creating generations
Screen protected animations ♪

♪ Now they don't know
How to straighten their back ♪

[man] Come on, let's go!

♪ So tired of hearing
How somebody hurt your feelings ♪

♪ From a hundred thousand miles away ♪

♪ Look at me and what do you say? ♪

♪ I want the whole world to know my name ♪

♪ Taking my piece of the prize
Trying to capitalize, shift ♪

[men yelling indistinctly in distance]

♪ Endless enterprise
Try to humanize, code is running ♪

[men speaking indistinctly]

♪ I was born to see my name
Posted on your wall ♪

♪ Gave up on my past
And now I'm answering the call ♪

♪ Open up my mind upon the canvas
No control ♪

♪ Altering the future
To delete my self-control ♪

♪ Mamma didn't raise no quitter ♪

[door opens]

- [sighs]
- [engine starts]

[engine rumbling]

[Wade breathing heavily]

[theme music playing]

[tense music plays]

- [door slams shut]
- [gasps] Wade, Wade!

I've been worried sick about you.

[scoffs]

Wade!

Please, Mummy.

Do you know how much trouble
you're in at school?

I don't care, Mummy! Finding Puleng
alive is the only thing that matters.

Excuse me! That's what the police are for.

They're useless. I can find her.

You might be putting Puleng in more danger
with whatever it is you're doing.

I can't just sit around
and do nothing, Mummy.

Puleng needs me. I need to go.

If you found something,
let's tell the police.

We can't.

It's me or the police.

Someone on the police force
is sabotaging the case.

We don't know who, though.

Fiks and I are working together
by ourselves to try and find Puleng.

They don't know anything.
We can't trust them, Mummy.

Please, Mummy. I need to go.

Hold on.

Mummy, please.

Hold on.

[reporter] I'm here
outside the Khumalo house.

We've just heard
some devastating allegations

levelled against Matla and Lisbeth Molapo
by Fikile Bhele.

Miss Bhele believes police are covering up
her mother's kidnapping

and are involved
in a human trafficking syndicate.

She's ruining everything.
What's she doing?

[melancholic music plays]

What's going on?

Uh...

[tense ethereal music playing]

[door opens]

[Puleng gasps]

Miss Nkosana! Oh my gosh.

- [sobs] Please, help me.
- Calm down.

- Get me out of here, please!
- Calm down.

- I just want to...
- Puleng!

[breathing heavily]

Did he hurt you?

- Did he?
- [man] Janet.

Puleng, I need you to listen to me, okay?

- [Reinhard] What're you whispering to her?
- Nothing.

I'm just, uh, untying...

[Reinhard] Let's go.

Puleng, I need you to... to do everything
that he says. You must do, okay?

Just do it.

[music intensifies]

[door closes heavily]

[anxious music playing]

Did you know what Fikile was going to do?

[in Tswana] Uh-uh.
What are you talking about?

[in English] Have you not seen the news?

No.

Fikile accused your mother and I
of kidnapping Puleng.

On national television, son.

And where's Ma now?

On the phone, trying to keep
this whole situation under control.

Karabo, we are innocent.

[in Tswana] You need to believe me.

["Mahala" by AirDee
feat. Loki, Touchline & DJ Capital plays]

[phone chiming]

[deleting tone plays]

[phone beeps]

- [tone beeps]
- [in English] f*ck.

[knocking loudly]

Lunga, I think I found her.
I think I found Puleng.

- I...
- [door closes]

- [Vaans] What?
- What?

[tense music playing]

Can... Can we talk alone?

Mr. Daniels, we can arrest you
for obstructing this investigation.

Wade. Come on, bro.

Fine.

I saw them moving Puleng
to another location.

I put my phone
in the truck that was carrying her.

This is the address I got
before my battery d*ed.

- Leave this to us.
- We'll follow up on it.

[Fikile and Wade] No!

This is our lead, you should let us help.

[Vaans] How do you propose to do that?

We could tweet a number for people
to call with information about Puleng.

They should be at school,
not running around playing detective.

And you're supposed to be doing
your job, detective!

And don't raise your voice at me!

[clicks tongue]

[Peterson sighs]

Your hotline could complicate things.

Being a detective
is tough enough as it is,

and corruption allegations
always hit a nerve.

And all of this can jeopardize our case.

So what do you suggest
we do in the meantime, hmm?

Hang tight. We'll update you as we go.

[door opens]

[melancholic music plays]

[door closes]

Lunga... do you know
where we can get a new SIM card?

Now.

I do. I... Yeah, yeah.

[pulsing electronic music plays]

Whoa, Ma.
What happens if the police find out we...

They are the least
of my worries right now.

I think the two of you can go.
We... We'll manage.

- I'm staying.
- Yeah. Me too.

[Thandeka breathes heavily] Let's do it.

[flash powering up]

[camera clicks]

[man in Xhosa] Hey you, look at me!

[girls weeping in distance]

[sighs] This child...

[in English] Boss, these photos are sh*t.

Just tell her to stop crying.

[in Xhosa] Puleng.
Puleng, I'm begging you.

[Puleng sobs, in English] Is it true
that girls that get kidnapped

never make it back
to their families once they're sold?

Reinhard, um, can we do this
when she's not so upset...

No, we can't.

There's a rush on the ID.

- [Janet] But why?
- [Reinhard] Just take the f*ckin' picture.

[Janet] Sisi, everything is going
to be fine. It's just...

I need you to cooperate for now.

[sobs]

Reinhard? Reinhard?

Can I take her to the bathroom
so I can calm her down, please?

[sobbing]

[in Xhosa] Puleng,
let's go to the bathroom, sisi.

[in Afrikaans] Don't stand there
like a f*cking d*ck.

Follow these f*cking people.

[Reinhard clicks tongue]

[in English] Next.

[girl exclaims and sobs]

[Janet] I have been doing my job
without putting anyone in any trouble.

- Surely, I've earned the right...
- [Puleng] Okay.

...to find out if my son is okay.

[in Xhosa] Look,
I know I am asking for a lot, okay?

[in English] But I just need
to know if I will see Sam

once Puleng is dealt with.

I'm sorry to say this,
but after all this time...

[in Xhosa] ...what makes you think
he's even still alive? Huh?

[ominous musical flourish plays]

[grunts]

- [tapping]
- [grunts]

Ow. [winces]

[groans]

What did Reinhard say?

Is he even telling you anything?

You know I can't answer that.

[groaning]

[in English] Come... Come on!

Come on, open!

[banging]

[sighs] What the f*ck is she doing?

- Puleng?
- [bangs on door]

[banging]

- What the f*ck are you doing in there?
- Puleng... Stop it!

Puleng?

[in Xhosa] She must get out!

- [in English] Puleng, sisi... Stop! Puleng!
- Move, move! Move now!

[sobs]

[grunting and screaming]

[Reinhard grunts]

- Get down from there. Hey!
- No!

- [Janet] Don't hurt her! No!
- Let go of me!

Don't hurt her!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

- [grunts]
- Stop it!

Stop!

Keep her in check.

[Puleng sobs softly]

- [Janet] Okay.
- [Puleng] Don't touch me.

- Okay, sisi.
- Don't touch me!

[Janet] We have to go, Puleng.

[metal rattles faintly]

[groans]

[grunting]

[exclaims]

[breathing heavily]

[camera clicking]

Take him.

[Reinhard] Copy that.

What side are you on?

Pick a side.

[Reinhard] New orders.

Pack your bags. We move tomorrow.

- [Janet] M-Me too?
- All of us.

[in Afrikaans] And you?

[in English] Take... the f*cking picture.

Come.

[sighs]

[Puleng winces]

[camera beeps and clicks]

[in Xhosa] Look into the camera.

[camera beeps and clicks]

[Puleng breathing heavily]

[sniffles]

[breathing heavily]

[metal rattling faintly]

[breathes heavily]

[sobs]

Please...

[clattering]

Careful with that.

[Vaans] This won't take long.

[officers chatter in distance]

[Peterson] I'm curious.

You two have been silent
since Fikile's accusations.

- No defense?
- None whatsoever.

We're discussing our options
to sue for defamation.

We're well within our rights to do that.
You know that?

If you both are found guilty,
your next home is a jail cell.

[brooding music plays]

What happens to your son?

- Don't answer that...
- We've got nothing to hide.

We've searched various locations
that were provided by the witness

who saw Puleng being moved.

[officer] Yeah, we're good, Detective.

This is your chance to come clean.

I think this conversation is over.

["Froze" by NOTBENJAMIN
feat. Salo and Jordan Baker plays]

♪ Down to my core, oh... ♪

[KB] Do you know what the worst is?

I really wanted to believe
they were innocent.

Deep down, I knew something was off.

[scoffs]

[laughs humorlessly]

Yeah, I'm a f*cking idiot, dude.

[Reece] No, you're not.

Listen, there is nothing wrong

with wanting to believe
the best in people, okay?

I also made that mistake.

How?

Um, with my mother.

She didn't do anything wrong,
but she needed a little help.

Yeah, actually, where is your mom?

This is the first time
I've ever been to your place.

Reece?

Where's your mom, dude?

[inhales sharply]
She's in a psychiatric hospital.

She needs to live there and...

[chuckles dryly] ...it's quite expensive,
so that's why I'm dealing.

Well, that's why I dealt.

I'm so sorry, dude.

- Why wouldn't you tell us about this?
- You wouldn't understand.

Unlike you, Chris, and Fiks,
life is different for me, KB.

[inhales deeply] Anyway, what are you
going to do about your parents?

I mean, I should go to the police,
but, you know, ratting them out like that...

At least you'd be doing something.

Right?

Yeah.

- Look, I'm here.
- [sighs]

Okay?

- I mean it.
- I know.

Me too.

[sighs]

["Grrrl Like" by Dope Saint Jude playing]

- ♪ That me ♪
- ♪ You feel me holla ♪

♪ I'm a grrrl just like, like
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like ♪

♪ I'm a grrrl just like, like
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like ♪

- ♪ Hey ♪
- ♪ Like ♪

♪ Yeah, skip train
But I don't give a f*ck ♪

- ♪ I'm the sh*t and I know ♪
- ♪ Mama ♪

[Chris] I don't know, Reece.

Lunga is just... He's just so cool,
and he's actually into me.

[sighs] Yes. We saw.

Whereas Wendy...

Wendy deserves the best of everything,
and... and I don't know,

sometimes it feels like maybe
I don't deserve her, you know?

Because she's... she's kind of perfect.

Why are you being weird?

- I'm not being weird. Am I being weird?
- [chimes]

How am I being weird?
I'm not weird, Reece.

It's just... It's just dating,
and it's tough.

What?

Tahira is Head Girl again.

Reece...

[driving instrumental hip-hop music plays]

[reading indistinctly]

How are you Head Girl all of a sudden?

Oh, hi, Reece.
I'm good, thanks. How are you?

Does it have anything to do
with the person I spoke to yesterday?

- Why do you care?
- Doesn't matter.

Of course it does.

- Tahira, what did you say?
- Just shut up, Leigh-Anne.

Does it have anything to do
with Grootboom or not?

It does.

[suspenseful music plays]

Oh, okay. So if I didn't go,
what were you going to tell him?

- [scoffs]
- Tahira, what were you going to tell him?

Nothing. Okay?

[chuckles wryly]

Okay, so you tricked me
all for some stupid position.

Do you have any idea what you've done?

[in Afrikaans] You f*cking c**t.

Excuse me.
I have done nothing wrong here. Okay?

All I've done was help uncover the truth.
There's nothing wrong with that.

Okay, so you are perfectly fine
with your friend's mom losing her job.

Isn't Wade supposed to be your friend?

It's not my fault that Daniels
keeps protecting a well-known drug dealer.

There are other ways to make money, Reece.

[scoffs] Okay, and are those ways enough
to pay for a woman living in a psych ward?

What the hell are you talking about?

My mom's in there.
That's why I'm dealing, Tahira.

- I'm so sorry. I had no...
- You know what? Just f*ck you, Tahira.

[Leigh-Anne] What the f*ck?!

Um, Tahira, hi.

When's the last time you spoke to Wendy?

Sorry, Chris, what?

- Wendy, when last did you communicate?
- Oh, um...

Yeah, no, apparently,

she went away with her friend Cassidy
on some mountain with really whack signal.

- Didn't she give you his number?
- "His"?

- Yeah.
- She... She went away with a guy?

[scoffs] Chris...

- Is... Is it a guy?
- [Tahira] Even if it was a guy, can't say.

Why does everyone keep leaving?

[gently disquieting music plays]

- [Fikile] No school for you too?
- No, I wanna help.

- What's our next move?
- [Wade] Uh, we're figuring that out now.

- [line ringing]
- [Fikile] Hey, Reece, what's up?

[Reece] Well, Tahira is a puss,
but otherwise I'm okay.

- Chris is here with me.
- [Chris] Hi, guys.

- [Reece] What's our next step?
- [beeps]

So, listen, we need to find
that dude in the video.

[Reece] KB, doesn't he work for your mom?

[Chris] Yeah, but he'll recognize KB now.

Okay, look, I know
how to find the guy, all right?

But I'm gonna need some help,
and like he said, he might recognize me.

Yeah, well, I can't go.

Someone has to stay
and help with the hotline.

[Reece] f*ck it. I'm in.

[Chris] I can't miss any more days
of school. Sorry, guys.

Okay, that's... that's fine. Tomorrow then?

♪ Yeah ♪

["Haney" by Myzol8r play]

Thank you so much. That way.

Hi!

May I help you?

Uh, yes, I hope you are doing well.

Um, listen, on Tuesday,
I came around like three-ish,

and there was a guy
who dropped this in the parking lot, um...

What exactly would you like
me to do, miss?

Uh, well, I had to sign in,
so I guess he had to.

If you can maybe
just call him and just tell him?

I really feel bad
walking around with all of this money.

Okay, let's see.

Hi, is this Anna?

- It was a male with tattoos.
- Shh.

- Ah, all right.
- [Reece clears throat]

That went to voicemail.

Um, let's try again.

[dialing]

Hi, is this Mr. Gabriel?

Did you perhaps drop something valuable
outside the Oath offices?

Oh, you didn't.

- Um, tell him it's Puleng.
- Just hang on one second.

- Pardon?
- My name is Puleng. Please tell him.

What, lady?
Do you want me to call my parents?

My name is Puleng. Just tell him that.

I have a Puleng here
who has an envelope for you.

Okay, thanks.

Well...

Puleng,

he said that he'll be popping by to check,
he'll be here in about ten minutes.

Great. Thank you! Thank you so much.

["African Boy" by King Perryy plays]

- Oh, snap. Be careful with my baby.
- [Reece grumbles]

- Okay? Okay, leave it go. Yes.
- Wade, your car is a piece of sh*t. Sorry.

It's him. He took the bait.

- What's his name?
- Gabriel. Thanks for the money.

- [Wade] Uh, Gabriel who?
- I don't know! I'm not a mind reader.

You can go and check for yourself.
He'll be here in ten minutes.

Uh... Oh! D-D-D... No. Ten minutes? No.

Anyway, me and... He saw me
and Puleng last time, so I can't go in.

- That's why we sent you.
- Thought that was because you're a p*ssy.

- [laughs]
- No, dude, he's right.

Okay, no one is going to forget this whip.

- Yeah, that's true. Okay, let's go.
- Okay. That's it.

- [engine stalling]
- Come on, baby.

Here we go. There we go, guys.

- [taps]
- Let's go before he clocks us.

- I'm just trying to get...
- [squeals]

- Here we go.
- [Reece snorts]

[bold instrumental hip-hop music plays]

[knocking at door]

Sir? Hi. Do you have a second?

Sure.

Is there anything else I can do
to help with your investigation?

Oh. Uh, thanks, Miss Kahn.
I have everything I need.

You see, some students here
have a similar background to me.

Parkhurst is a great opportunity
to do well in life,

but if Principal Daniels
is doing more harm than good,

- then shouldn't she be ex...
- Wait.

Principal Daniels?

Well, she's implicated in a crime.

What I mean to say
is that she's implicated in a moral crime.

Perhaps "crime" is a strong word,

but if she isn't serving the students,
surely she doesn't have a place here.

What are you suggesting?

Let me testify in front of the board
as a character witness.

Your case would be so much stronger
with a student's perspective.

["Patience" by NOTBENJAMIN
feat. K. Keed, DEEP$ & J Clu playing]

♪ Let's talk, all right ♪

♪ I don't really speak your language ♪

♪ I bleed on the mic ♪

♪ Got a target on my back ♪

♪ Put the city on the map... ♪

[Fikile] So? Do you have something?

Less petrol than what we had before.

I got a name.

Just a name?

Okay, um, KB, you're gonna
have to go back home then.

No f*cking ways. I'm not doing that.

Um, yes, because we need to know
where Puleng's truck is going,

and the only person
who'll know that is your mom.

Dude, come on!

Thank you.

[mellow moody music plays]

Ladies and gentlemen,
the document in front of you

outlines the foundation
of my investigation.

It also outlines the various
criminal offenses that have been laid

against Miss van Rensburg
as well as Principal Daniels.

It is my recommendation

that Miss van Rensburg
be expelled with immediate effect,

and Principal Daniels
be relieved of her duties immediately.

It is also my recommendation

that criminal charges be laid

against Principal Daniels
and Mr. Hugo Ferreira.

But first, I'd like us to hear
from our Head Girl, Miss Tahira Kahn,

who will be representing the student body

in terms of how they feel
about Principal Daniels' leadership,

or, as in this case, lack thereof.

Miss Kahn.

[Tahira] Good morning.

As Mr. Grootboom has just mentioned,

I would like to present myself
as a character witness of sorts.

However, I'm not here to disparage
Principal Daniels or Reece van Rensburg,

as I believe that they should not
be the subject of this hearing.

Mr. Harold Grootboom should be
the one answering to you all today

for the egregious manner in which
he had conducted this investigation.

He crossed a crucial line
when he recruited a student,

which is prohibited if the student has
no direct connection to the investigation.

He took advantage of that student,

manipulating them
into furthering his agenda.

How can his investigation
be credible if it wasn't conducted...

- Miss Kahn.
- ...with integrity?

You agreed to the offer.
How is that not integrous?

If you had any principles, sir,
this situation would never have occurred.

I would like to state
for the record that I believe

that Reece van Rensburg
and Principal Daniels

should not be the ones punished here.

- He should!
- [all gasp]

- Order.
- [chattering]

Please, everyone. Order.

Thank you, Miss Kahn,
for that rather colorful display.

And now, on to the disciplinary action
against Nicole Daniels.

Excuse me, ma'am.
Did you not hear what I just said?

I did. What of it?

So you're going to fire Principal Daniels

and expel a student based on whatever
Mr. Grootboom says without question?

You may go, Miss Kahn.

Thank you.

[scoffs] If you could just state
for the record,

what is your final recommendation?

[Grootboom] As I said earlier,

I recommend that Miss van Rensburg
be expelled immediately

and all legal due process to be followed.

No.

- No police or legalities.
- [Grootboom] Why?

We don't need it.
It's enough to let Nicole Daniels go.

We'll deal with this riffraff
of a student later.

But I don't understand.

What was the purpose of my investigation?

I'll make it simple so you do understand.

Mrs. Daniels
isn't the right fit for Parkhurst.

And we needed a good reason
to finally get her out.

[ominous ethereal music playing]

[toy rattling]

[door opens]

For Puleng.

But I thought a... a labor buyer
was already in place.

Change of plans. New buyer paid more.

- No, but...
- But what?

You promised she wouldn't
become a sex sl*ve.

Let's get it done. Hurry up.
Buyer wants the results in an hour.

[door closes]

[man in distance] Move. Move!

[distant shouting]

[people wailing and sobbing]

[shouting continues]

[shouting and wailing continue]

[man shouts indistinctly]

- [man] Up, up, up, up, up!
- [people wailing]

[man] Let's go, guys!

Hey! Whoa, whoa!

[shouting continues indistinctly]

Up, up, up!

- [woman] Sir, please let us out, please!
- [man] Let us go.

[door sliding]

- [door shuts heavily]
- [people continue wailing]

[breathing heavily]

[rattling]

[Janet, in Xhosa] Give it to Mommy.

Give it to Mommy.

Give it to Mommy.

Thank you.

[in English] Okay.

[ominous ethereal music continues]

[rattles]

[gentle ethereal music plays]

[Vaans] Constable told me
that a certain number for Puleng

is all over social media.

Shut it down, Mrs. Khumalo.

- Leave this for the professionals.
- [Fikile] Professionals?

The same professionals
that couldn't protect Sam and his mom?

Again, where are you going
with this, Miss Bhele?

Who knew where they were hiding,
Detective Vaans?

- I don't have time for this.
- [Thandeka] He has the right to ask.

I knew, Peterson knew,
and so did three other officers.

Well, who are they?
One of them could be the leak.

- They're being investigated.
- You're lying!

- There's something you're not telling...
- Wade!

My boy, you're on thin ice.

I'm doing everything I can
to find Puleng. We all are.

Right now, I could be chasing a lead,

but I'm here wasting time
because you all went against...

- Wow.
- ...my specific orders.

Every second counts,
and you're all just wasting them.

I think I'm going
to walk you out now, Detective.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[sighs]

[Lunga] You okay?

- I have to be at work, but I can stay.
- No, no. Uh...

Lunga, like I said before, you can't
just sit here and stare at me all day.

You go. I'll...
I'll update you if there's anything.

[Vaans] Mayfair?

Did you say Mayfair?

Copy.

[keyboard app clicking]

[door opens]

[man] Yeah?

[in Xhosa] Sir, could you
please help me with a situation here?

My child's toy is under the bed, and...

It's quite far and I can't reach it.

[in English] Okay.

- [grunts]
- [groans]

- [yells]
- [pot clatters]

[keys jingle]

[lock clicking]

[suspenseful music plays]

[gasps]

Puleng.

You were right, Puleng. You were right.

I'm gonna have to fight for Sam.

[breath trembles]

But you're gonna have
to give that to me, Puleng.

- Please.
- [Puleng whimpers]

Please, give that to me.
Give it to me, Puleng. Give it to me.

Come on. Okay.

We have to go.

[metal clatters]

[in Xhosa] Follow me.

- [Puleng in English] What is that?
- [fire roars]

[man] Where are you two going?

Huh?

Um, I was... I need to prep Puleng,

especially now that Reinhard said
we're all leaving.

[man] With your baby, hmm?

Boss, I found them.

Come with me. Let's go.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

[in Tswana] Please forgive me for leaving.

[in English] I assumed the worst
about you guys without thinking.

[in Tswana] Your computer is gone.
The police did a nonsense search

like they were searching up their asses.

What?

What did you want us to do?

[suspenseful music playing]

You see, I told you.

He's just like you.

[in English] He's a hothead.

["Black Sky" by Yashna plays]

Yo, I'm out, guys.
Ah, look what the cat dragged in.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How are... How are things with Puleng?

You know...

[clears throat] Uh, listen,
what time do you get off?

Can I have a minute?

I'm actually off now,
uh, but I should head home.

It's just, um...

Uh...

I want to talk about the other day.

It's fine.

Okay? I... I get it.
Right, I shouldn't have tried to kiss you.

I mean, you're the one
in the relationship, after all.

Uh, it's more than that.

Lunga, you confuse the f*ck out of me.

Like, I don't know anyone else like you.

When you walk in, you demand the room.

And it's not just that. It's like, when...

when you look at me, you...

It's like you actually see me.

What do you want from me, Chris?

♪ That I need you ♪

♪ I need you ♪

♪ I need you by my side ♪

[Chris] Stop.

Um...

- What?
- I... I can't do this.

- I need to go.
- Wait, what...

Uh, I need to go.

Oh.

[tense music playing]

[breathing heavily]

Maybe Matla's birthday? I...

[scoffs]

f*ck!

sh*t. Well, let's hope
it's my birthday, then.

[gasps softly]

- [keyboard clacks]
- [tone plays]

[phone chimes]

[exhales sharply]

Okay.

[tone plays on phone]

Tell me something, Janet.

[atmospheric music plays]

Do you think I'm f*cking stupid?

- Hmm?
- Uh-uh.

Anyone can see
that the two of you are up to something.

You're gonna f*cking pay for this.

Reinhard, please. Please, just let us go.

That's not gonna happen,
and you shut the f*ck up.

You... give me the baby.

My baby?

Give

me

the baby.

But, no, no, no, no...

- Give me the f*cking baby, Janet!
- No! No, Reinhard!

- Give me the baby!
- Reinhard, no!

- I told you! Give it.
- No! Ahh!

- That's... Reinhard, don't do this!
- I swear to God, I will.

- Don't make me f*cking do it!
- No!

- [Janet screams]
- [Reinhard groans]

Oh my God.

[baby wailing]

- [grunts]
- Oh, sh*t.

Puleng... Puleng!

[Puleng sobs]

Puleng! Stop, Puleng! Okay, stop, Puleng!

Puleng! Stop.

- [baby continues wailing]
- Oh.

Okay, now, Puleng. Okay.

- [Puleng sobs]
- We're okay, it's okay. Okay.

- We need to go.
- No, I need to go get the others.

No, Puleng, we need to go! Puleng!

Oh my God. Oh...

I'm going to Chris's. He needs my help.

[g*n cocks]

[ominous music plays]

What the f*ck?

- What the hell is going on?
- Sit down.

Sit, Karabo.

Listen here, young man.
We are your parents.

- Lisbeth, what the hell are you doing?
- We know you best. You can't scam us.

Why is there a g*n in my son's face?

Would you still consider him
your son if he went to the police?

[Matla] You said he has no evidence.

Give me my phone.

[in Tswana] Give me my phone, Karabo!

[suspenseful music plays]

sh*t.

We've been compromised.

If there's ever a time to leave,
it would be now.

I'm not going anywhere, Ma.

Tie him up.

- Lisbeth, this is madness!
- Essentials only. We leave by tonight.

[Matla] Don't worry, Karabo.
I'll sort this out.

[exhales heavily]

[phone chimes repeatedly]

[phone rings and beeps]

- Fiks?
- [Fikile] Have you heard from KB?

- I can't get hold of him.
- He's gone quiet since his last message.

- Do you think he's okay?
- I hope so.

But it can't hurt to make sure.

It's just not like him
to go offline for so long.

Uh, let's... let's meet outside his house.

- I'm already here. Just parking.
- Just wait. I'm on my way.

[engine starts]

[suspenseful music continues]

- Have you seen KB's messages?
- No.

Well, um, he sent a message to us,
uh, between his mother and Gabriel,

and they were speaking about Mayfair.

I remember Detective Vaans
was also talking about the Mayfair.

Okay, Wade, and? And?

What I'm saying is Detective Vaans knows
something he's not sharing with us.

You realize how paranoid you sound?

You think he's sus,
so you follow him to the police station?

What's your plan here?

Well, if I'm wrong,
we'll find out soon enough.

[breathing heavily]

[man on radio] No sign of the woman
or the child. Be on the lookout.

[man] Copy.

[walkie talkie crackles]

[guards speaking indistinctly]

[guards recede into distance]

[tense dramatic music playing]

[prisoners chattering]

- Amber.
- [Amber] Puleng! What are you doing here?

Come on, guys, go.
Come on, guys, come on, go.

[Amber] Follow Puleng, quickly.
Get out of here.

[Puleng] Run, quickly. Quickly, go!

Okay, let's go.

[Chris] Fiks, what the f*ck?
Answer your phone.

I'm nearly at KB's.
What the f*ck is going on?

[Lunga] Wade,
won't they recognize your car?

[Wade] This is our only option.

[gears shift]

[Wade sighs]

Okay, we have to get inside.

Let's just... let's climb the fence.

[in Xhosa] I'll smack you, Chuck Norris.

[in English] There's
a whole guard here, Wade.

Look, look, look!

We're getting inside.

[man on radio] On their way.

[siren wailing]

[man] There's been a breach.

Psst! Come!

[panting]

We don't have a choice.

Okay... okay, go.

[Puleng] Hurry.

Hurry, guys.

- Go!
- [Amber] Yes.

Go, go!

[Chris] What the f*ck, KB? This is insane.

[man] Sit the f*ck down.

[Fikile] You won't get away with this.

When you leave, pretend I'm dead, Matla.

I'll do the same.

[sniffles]

[Lisbeth sighs] She's a child.
Just find her.

If you're gonna k*ll us,
at least tell where my mom is.

Give me the passports. I'll call...

- Please, I just...
- She's dead!

What?

[in Tswana] It's true, isn't it?

[sobs]

[Lisbeth] The car is here. Let's go.

You got a g*n pointed at our son's head.

I would never hurt Karabo.

And stop being this superhero parent,
because you're not.

You're a criminal, yeah?

You sell children off
to be r*ped or worse,

so please, Matla, don't you dare!

[Matla] You know what? This has
the potential of getting out of hand.

I said, let's go.

[Fikile and KB sobbing]

- [man] Get up. Come on, listen up.
- I'm so sorry.

My own godparents k*lled my mom.

- [Matla] No! Stop! You see now?
- Chris!

[Matla] You see now, Lisbeth?

Stop! Please just stop!

[screaming]

[Janet] Puleng! Puleng!

[man] Hey, hey, hey, hey!

[sobbing] Chris!

[KB and man grunting]

[siren wailing]

[a*t*matic g*n f*ring]

[both grunting]

- Stop it!
- [groans]

Grab them, grab them!

[a*t*matic g*nf*re continues]

[Lisbeth] Stop it!

- Stop it.
- [man grunts]

[Puleng grunts] Let go of me!

[Fikile] Chris!

[Chris groans]

- Lisbeth, no!
- [g*n fires]

[minimal arrangement of theme music 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 ♪