04x02 - Tick Tock B****

[bunniefuu]

[ominous ethereal music plays]

[keyboard clacking]

[messaging app chimes]

[chimes]

["Thick Slim" by Ney x Nadia Nakai plays]

- [phones chime]
- [students laugh]

[phone chimes]

[students chatter excitedly]

I bet you it's Chris in that video.
He's the rizz.

[chuckles] With that prude by his side?

[both laugh]

[sighs]

Hey.

- Hey.
- How's it going?

You wanna know what I do
when I'm stressed?

What?

[gentle light-hearted music plays]

- Hey.
- [gasps]

Stop!

Let's go have some fun.

- [clears throat]
- Okay.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

- [phone chimes]
- Wait.

[ominous music plays]

[distorted voice] You saw how easily
I can hack into your life, Puleng.

You're not the only one I have on my hook.

But next time I won't be so kind,
and the whole world will see your face.

Is that the...

[phone chimes]

[distorted voice] You need to start
stepping up. So play along now.

Start with the name Gregory Dickson.

[message chimes]

[upbeat pulsing music plays]

- [woman 1] What are you smiling about?
- Are you the p*rn star?

[phone chimes repeatedly]

The suspense is k*lling us.

[blows whistle] Asanda, back in the water.

[young woman 2] Crazy.

[coach] Miss Bhele, you're late.
You have a gala coming up.

Sorry, Coach.

[coach] Swimming is not just about speed.

It's about putting as much distance
between you and the rest

with a good start.

- Where were you?
- [phone chimes]

[ominous music plays]

[keyboard clacking]

[phone chimes]

Fiks? Fiks!

- Hmm?
- Is everything all right?

Mmm. Yeah. Fine.

You just look a little distracted.

I'm good.

Promise.

[upbeat pop music plays]

[Grootboom] Don't lean against the walls.

All right, I want you
to, uh, make photocopies of these,

ten of them, bound, not stapled.

You can use the library photocopy machine.

But, sir, shouldn't the secretary
be doing this?

["Dancing In Our Eyes"
by Tiguan Jones plays]

♪ Don't know when or where ♪

♪ 'Cause there's nowhere we gotta be ♪

[Bruce] So then, what are we going to do?

[Pauline] We need someone on the inside.

- How about Van Wyk? He's a pothead.
- Hmm.

[Zayd] Have you seen Miss Miller's jalopy?
She needs the money.

[Bruce laughs]

If every one of your brain cells
were dynamite,

it still wouldn't be enough
to blow your head off.

Anyway, no teachers.

[Bruce] I agree.

- Miss Kahn.
- Sir?

Mmm.

- Oh!
- [groans]

Sorry, sir.

[softly] assh*le.

Come on, man. You've gotta start
taking your music seriously.

I'm going to book a photo sh**t
for the EP.

EP? You're moving too fast, bro.

Bro, if almost getting sh*t
taught me anything,

it's that life's too short.

Okay, how about you focus on other things,

like your schoolwork
and, you know, sh*t like that?

Whoa, whoa! What? Bro, why are you...
Why are you fighting me on this?

You know why, dawg.

Is this about your parents,
or is something else bugging you?

[Wendy] Chris?

[Chris] KB.

What are you going to do
about this sex video post?

- You've been implicated.
- KB!

Some are saying it's our video.

Really? Obviously it's not us,

but it could be tonight.

I can't. I already asked Tahira
to study with me.

You can join us.

- Uh, no, thank you.
- Please!

Please, please, please, please, please.

[sighs] Okay.

["Heaven" by Seekay
feat. Tony Duardo plays]

- Mmm!
- Mmm.

Nothing wrong with that.

[intriguing instrumental rap music plays]

[Wade] Psst, Puleng.

- Psst, Puleng!
- Hmm?

Is this creepy?

- Let me see.
- [Puleng] No.

Creepy?

Mmm, yes.

You just liked a bunch of old-ass posts.
You look like a stalker.

Well, at least I didn't record myself
having sex at a party.

- Whoever did that was super creepy.
- You're talking about that video?

Yeah. I was just telling Chris that he...

Hey, Chris, you have cameras
at your house?

Mmm.

- Would you mind if I look at the footage?
- Why?

[scoffs]

'Cause I... I lost my earphones.

You lost your earphones?

So you want me to search
through all of that footage

because you lost
a pair of ten-rand earphones?

[chuckles] What's so special
about those earphones?

Um, she's asking for me.

I lost my lens.

Aw, bummer.

I switched off the cameras.
I'm not a creep.

And I know what goes down
at my parties, okay?

Oh, by the way, I need you
to take some photos of KB for his EP.

[phone chimes]

Yes!

[dreamy upbeat pop music plays]

- Hey!
- [Asanda chuckles]

- Hello.
- Hi.

Sorry. I just... I just wanted to talk

about, uh, the old post
that I... that I liked of yours.

- Yeah?
- Lo-Lovely photo.

[Asanda laughs]

But... But that... that was...
that was an accident.

So you weren't stalking me?

S-Stalking? N-No! No, no.

No, not at all. No!

So you don't like my pictures?

No, I do. I... I love your photos.

That's why I sent the...

I just didn't want
to show you that I... I do.

So you like me
but don't wanna show me that you like me?

I do! I d... That too. I want to...

What do you want to show me, Wade Daniels?

[Wade whimpers]

Um...

[distorted voice] Start with the name
Gregory Dickson.

- [message chimes]
- Who the hell is Gregory Dickson?

- I don't know, but I'm gonna find out.
- [Fikile] No.

[menacing music plays]

That's exactly what
this guy wants you to do, Puleng.

If you do his bidding now,
who's to say what else he'll want?

Yeah, maybe Fiks is right.

We don't know who he is,
and he could be dangerous.

And what about the sex tape?
We don't want it out there.

Okay. Say you do what he says, what then?
That creep is still gonna have your tape.

- Right?
- [groans]

You can buy some time.

Pretend to look for this Gregory Dickson.

But, Puleng, you have to find this creep
and get that tape.

I'll help you.

We all will. Right?

[driving electronic music plays]

[school bell rings]

Are you sure
I can't help you with your bag?

I think I'm good. Thank you.

Okay.

Oh, and that's your mommy.

I've gotta go.

Uh... Mmm.

Who was that?

Just a classmate.

Coach says you're struggling
with your dive.

[in Xhosa] Didn't we speak
about this, Asanda?

- [in English] I'm trying.
- [in Xhosa] Make sure you do.

[in English] Nobody gets
where we are by being mediocre.

- [keys jingle]
- [engine starts]

["Please Mr" by Shekhinah plays]

♪ I know you still remember ♪

♪ You were the one
Who let me go, remember? ♪

Hey, Fiks.

Listen, don't worry about Asanda
and the swimming gala.

You don't have to prove anything.

[chuckles softly]

Yeah.

Why do you think that guy is so obsessed
with Gregory Dickson anyways?

Does it matter?

♪ And I know ♪

♪ It's my choice to love you, ay ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ It's my choice
But still missing you, boy... ♪

Kiss me.

♪ I'm still missing you, boy ♪

♪ I'm tired of missing you, boy ♪

♪ I'm tired of missing you, so ♪

♪ Please, Mister
Don't go missing no more, yeah ♪

[chuckles]

♪ Please, Mister
Don't go missing no more ♪

♪ I'm tired of missing you, boy ♪

♪ I'm tired of missing you, boy ♪

- [man grunts]
- [Sam winces]

[anxious music plays]

[Sam breathing heavily]

[gasps]

What?

I'm sorry.

[sighs]

I'm here, Sam.

Talk to me.

I'm not ready.

I just want you to get better.

Then don't rush me
to do something I'm not ready to do.

Oh.

Ah, Fiks.

[Sam breathes deeply]

It's late.

- We were just practicing for the gala.
- Oh, Bhelekazi.

No, Tata! I'm swimming, and that's that.

Thandeka and Anthony are coming,
so please be there.

[mellow, bittersweet music plays]

- [engine revs]
- [Lunga] Whoa! Puleng!

I'm sorry, okay? You did good today.

Just keep practicing every day,

and you'll pass your driver's test,
no problem.

You did well today.

[Wade] Hey, Puleng!

Hey, Lunga.

Player, player.

[in Zulu] Let me know when you guys
are done. I'll park it for you.

[in English] Yeah.

[door closes]

She really wants to forget him.

Nah, it's not... it's not that.

She...

Si... Siya...

It's you. It's you in the video, isn't it?

[sighs]

I didn't watch it,
but you've been acting so strange lately.

- But who's the guy? KB?
- I just want to find out who recorded us.

[leaves rustling]

[ominous music plays]

- What?
- No, nothing.

I'm... I'm just being paranoid.

[hesitantly] Okay.

Um... so when you were kidnapped, we looked
through everyone's social media posts,

to see who accidentally recorded
the kidnapper. We can do the same now.

I don't know if it's possible to look
through everyone's social media.

Yeah, I know. But we won't need to look

through everyone's social media posts,
just one person's.

Leigh-Anne.
Yeah, she posts about everything.

[cheerful upbeat music plays]

[Brian in Xhosa] Bhelekazi, hurry up.
[in English] We're gonna be late.

Mmm. I thought
you were catching a lift with us.

No, I've made other arrangements.

Oh.

See you later, sir.

Okay.

[Brian] Bhelekazi!

[groans]

[exhales]

- [in Xhosa] Good morning, brother.
- Morning.

Is Fikile around?

[in English] Morning.

Sorry, Tata. I forgot to tell you
that I'm riding with Anthony this morning.

Have a good day. Yeah?

- [Anthony] Morning. It's open.
- Hey. Cool.

- [Anthony] Sorry I'm late.
- No worries. I was late too.

[Anthony] The traffic
to this place is crazy.

[Fikile] Can I ask you something?

- [Anthony] Yeah. Of course.
- Do you have any regrets?

'Cause... I've been thinking...

I have this friend
who saw something really, really bad.

He could get into a lot of trouble
if he spoke about it now.

Your friend, did he...
did he do this bad thing?

No.

Sometimes we carry the weight
of other people's luggage

as if it's our own.

And it can cause all kinds of problems.

So, your friend,

whatever he knows,

it's not his problem
if he didn't cause it.

Oh, and, um, do I have any regrets?

[Fikile sighs]

Missing 18 years of life with you
is one of them.

[Anthony chuckles sadly]

[bold instrumental rap music plays]

[scoffs] Can't find anything.

Yeah, me either.

Leigh-Anne just posted selfies
from the party. There's no videos.

What if we ask her to maybe...

No! We can't risk her finding out
that it's me in the video.

Y-Yes. We'll figure that out.

Check you later? Yeah, check you later.

Hey, what are you watching Fikile for?

Hey. I'm trying to get better
at my diving,

and she's the only one
that's better at it than me, so...

Okay, so why don't you just ask her?

Um, babes, she literally hates my guts.

Just be nice. Like, how you are with me.

I'll try.

[Fikile] Where are you?

[sighs]

- Fiks!
- Not now, Sam.

- We need a business plan...
- Can we chat?

I'm busy right now.
Can I ignore you another time?

- I need to find someone.
- Google is your friend.

Pauline, please, man. I'll pay you.

Well, now that you've asked so nicely...

Gregory Dickson.
He's disappeared from socials. Find him.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Hey! Good lap times this morning.

What do you want, Asanda?

[Asanda sighs]

The other day and every day this week,
you have been faster than me.

I need you to show me how.

[chuckles humorlessly]

Wow.

I promise to lay off the insults.

At least for now.

[Fikile chuckles dryly] Right.

When you graduate, you can say

that you taught this bad bitch
how to swim and dive.

Wow, this is funny.

Fiks, I'm sorry.

I don't mean to be that way with you.

It's just sometimes it feels
like it's the only way.

[sighs]

I wish there was an easier way
to pass the exams, like using a bot.

That's cheating.

Well, if you could pass the exams...

- [phone chimes]
- ...without having to study,

would you do it?

- Yes!
- Yes?

I mean, yes...

I got my provisional acceptance into WITS,
even with my bad prelims.

Wends! Oh my gosh, I'm so happy for you.

Thank you. I need to find Chris.

[mellow pop music plays]

- What's up? You good?
- Mm.

♪ No meaning, soaked in this feeling... ♪

What's going on, Fiks?

Is everything okay between you and Sam?

[breathes deeply]

Look, um, whatever it is,
I'm sure he really is sorry.

The guy really digs you, fam.

[clicks tongue]

[sighs heavily] I know.

I've been such an ass.

- Yo!
- [Siya] Yo! KB.

- What's up?
- You good?

- I'm good, man.
- Yeah, I'm good, man.

Hey.

Are we good?

Mm-hmm.

[music intensifies]

- [Brian] How're you holding up these days?
- Surviving.

- You?
- [sighs]

[in Xhosa] It's been difficult.
Uh, Fikile says this is Puleng's.

[in English] She must have left it
at our house.

Kids.

I think she's pushing herself too hard
with her swimming.

[in Xhosa] I think it's her way...

[in English]...of avoiding the trauma
of the past two years.

In the past, Nwabisa would step in.

[in Xhosa] But now...

[in English] Now, I was wondering, uh,

wena, you are her biological mother.

And Anthony seems
to be encouraging Fikile.

And I understand
he wants to be a cool dad,

but he's not thinking things through.

[in Xhosa] She could get badly hurt.

[in English] I don't want to lose her.

[upbeat rock music plays]

[Wade] Oh!

What are you doing?

Think about it. It's not like Leigh-Anne
to not post any videos at a party.

We need to check her phone.

- Oh, jeez!
- Yeah.

I've really corrupted you.

- Oh...
- Look at you becoming a detective.

Okay, well, go. Distract her.

- Me?
- Yes, you!

O-O-Okay. Yeah.

Okay. Go!

[Wade clears throat]

[in nervous high-pitched voice]
Aweh, Leigh-Anne? You all right?

[in Afrikaans] Yeah, cool. Look here, um...

[in English] Can I maybe see
your science homework?

- Science?
- Science, yeah.

[in Afrikaans] I'm struggling a bit there,
'cause I'm a bit behind.

[phone vibrates]

[in English] Sorry.
Just getting a phone call.

But you can keep it out, nê,
because I need that science.

[in Afrikaans] See you.

Done.

Hi.

- So...
- [chuckles nervously]

Did you tell anyone about us?

Uh, n-n-n-no. No. Why?

[Asanda] I just think it would be cute
if it was, you know, our little secret.

KB has a gig tomorrow night,
and I think we should go.

- We can, you know, make out in the toilet.
- T-Toilet?

- Oh, um...
- [Puleng's phone chimes]

- [Wade] Uh, um...
- Wade?

I've got to go. See you later, yeah? Bye.

[phone beeps]

[dial tone pulses]

[Wade, in nervous voice]
Hey, Leigh-Anne. Long time no see.

Look here.

Science.

No, you didn't hear me properly, man.
I said, "Maths."

Yeah. M-A-T-H-S.

Wiskunde, or mathematics.
You can call it that.

- Maths.
- Maths.

Is that the time? I need to go!

But thank you.

Thank you anyway!

[Wade exhales nervously]

Good job.

[exhales] Yeah. Hmm.

Hey, by the way...

I don't think Asanda's good for you.

W-What? What? Why?

Come on, Wade.

She's a bitch.

No, no, no. Asanda's just assertive.

Also, she's not the one with a sex tape.

- Puleng, I'm sorry. I just...
- It's fine.

[instrumental rap b*at plays]

With us in studio today,
we've got the young, the talented KB!

- [music stops]
- And Chris, his manager.

- Well, KB, the b*at is dope, man.
- [new rap b*at plays]

- [phone chimes]
- Even Italian MC DYG gave a shout-out.

Ah, okay. Thanks, I appreciate that.

[squeals and gasps]

- KB and Chris are on the radio!
- Shh! Shh.

[softly] Oh my God!

Well, let's go to the lines.
Uh, caller, you are live.

[young man] Hey, yo! I just want to know,

why do we need to listen to a guy
who claims to be straight up,

but his mom sits in jail
for pinching little babies?

- Ouch, KB.
- [KB clears throat]

[host] What's your response to that?

[KB] You know,
I think what the caller is missing

is that it... it takes a lot of courage
to carve a niche for yourself, you know?

And, I mean, sure,
my parents are criminals,

but I won't let that define me,

and that's what the song is all about.

Well, fair enough.

And we have another caller.
Caller, you're live.

[man] Aweh. Dope track, KB.

If DYG is into it,
you must be drowning in the cash.

- [all laugh]
- Hey! You know what it is!

Hopefully soon, man.

[man] Sure enough! But the b*at sounds
vaguely familiar though.

Where did you get your inspiration for it?

Um...

You know, my... my music
is... is always inspired by my life.

[man] Is it?

[laughs nervously] What's, uh...
What's up with these callers, eh?

So, what's next, Mr. KB's manager?

Uh, yeah. Well, um,
KB's going to be performing

at a new venue, Vertigo, soon.

Ah, awesome!
We'll give you guys those deets.

KB, Chris, thanks for joining us
in studio today.

And of course, keep on listening
to the hottest radio station in Cape Town.

[phone chimes]

[KB] Yo.

- [camera app clicks]
- Huh?

Hey. Come on, man.
That wasn't too bad, was it?

- [engine idling]
- [ominous tone plays]

[sinister ethereal music plays]

Hmm. So you're doing his dirty work

in exchange for a reference letter?

[sighs]

Just go to a printing shop.

I can't, Leigh-Anne.
It's against the rules.

[in Afrikaans] Who still worries
about rules?

[in English] Just don't get caught.

[tense music plays]

[Wade exclaims] Leigh-Anne!

- Wade, focus.
- Yeah.

Did you find something?

The video, Wade!
This is... This is the video.

So she recorded it,

which means she's this...
this weird Anonymous person.

[Puleng exhales heavily]

[sighs]

And it was with him?

[distantly] Do you even know
this guy, Puleng?

[sharp ringing tone plays]

- I'm gonna k*ll her, Wade.
- Hey, hey!

Hey.

- [Puleng] What?
- [normally] Relax.

Okay, we have to think about this clearly.

Just... Just breathe, Puleng, okay?

[tender piano music plays]

It's all going to be okay.

[Puleng sighs heavily]

[Puleng breathing heavily]

[school bell rings]

[groovy music plays]

[Iván] Hello!

Is this yours?

[Iván] No, it's a rental.

My offer still stands.

Can't. I have therapy.

Therapy is for the birds.

Come on, let's go.

[Puleng chuckles]

[Iván] How are you?

[Puleng laughs] I'm okay.

- Daddy?
- Hey!

- What are you doing here?
- I got half the day off.

So I thought I'd come pick you up
and spoil you a bit.

Ah, no, man. That's not necessary.

I'd rather spend the money somewhere else.
It's fine.

You've been working very hard,
and you are going to be the first

of our family to go to university
and make something of your life.

- I'm so proud of you.
- [chuckles softly]

So, still no news
on the prelim exam marks?

Nope.

[sighs]

[instrumental rap music plays]

[phones chiming]

[Lunga] You can't just announce
a gig here at Vertigo on the radio.

Yo, I thought...
I thought you had this arranged.

- They're not even busy tomorrow.
- Chris, that's beside the point.

Lunga, are you breaking my balls
because of what happened?

Grow up.

Okay. Look, Lunga,
we really need this, bro.

The fans are super excited,
and I don't want to let them down.

- Can you please make it happen?
- Look, I'll... I'll see what I can do.

Thanks, dawg.

[KB sighs]

[sucks air over teeth]

["Skata" by Jess ETA continues]

[Iván] You looked a bit shaken today.

[groans softly]

Didn't you say therapy's for the birds?

So why are you in my head?

No, I'm not. I'm... I'm just...

And stop trying to make me feel.

We both know what this is, huh?

♪ You carry overload ♪

♪ Girl, your baka don scatter the place ♪

♪ This matter don... ♪

Give me some more attitude, please, KB.
Okay, yeah. Tilt your head a little bit.

That's not work...
Uh, give me... Give me a meaner look.

Stop smiling. Give me a mean face.

Yeah, yeah. Okay. Wade, get this.

Okay, drop your knees a little bit.
Not your hands, your knees, yeah?

Okay. Go down.

- Hey. Hey!
- Hi.

Hey.

[camera continues clicking]

Uh, so, about tonight...

You have a gig, yeah.
I know. It's not the reason...

It's, um... I... They don't want to make
a big deal out of it just in case we fail,

but I really want
to be KB's music manager.

You want to manage KB?

Are you serious? I thought you were trying
to get your marks back on track.

Chris saying one thing
and then doing another?

That's so unlike him.

[Wendy sighs]

Listen, with everything
that happened with KB's parents,

and Fiks getting sh*t,

I've just been spending a lot of time
thinking about what I really want.

So you want to manage KB now,
while you're at school?

I can do both.

Okay. Well, that's not the reason
I wanted to talk to you. Look.

- Wendy! [laughs]
- I...

- [phone chimes]
- Oh!

Now that girl, my friend,
has nothing to hide.

Wade, thank you for the pics.
Just send them to me, all right?

- Appreciate it, bro. Got you.
- Yeah.

Maybe you do need
an Asanda in your life. Yeah?

You, my friend...

[inhales sharply] A bit, uh, stiff.

Pun intended.

"St..." Oh. Oh!

"Stiff."

["Need Naw" by Neo Ndawo
feat. PATFROMTHESLUMS plays]

♪ It's all I want now ♪

♪ It's all I need now ♪

♪ Gimme your loving, your touching ♪

♪ I give you good love and affection ♪

♪ It's all you need, ma ♪

♪ It's all you want now ♪

♪ Shawty, you the one I been missing ♪

♪ Even though I know you been tripping... ♪

Wait. Look what I have, eh?

To be safe.

[both laugh]

- [head thuds]
- [Puleng sighs]

[laughs] It's okay?

[laughs] Yeah.

- Sorry, it's not too big, my car.
- No, it's okay.

[both breathing heavily]

[Anthony] Hey!

Lucky man, I am.

Finally came to visit me.

- Welcome.
- Hmm.

Don't flatter yourself.

So, this is how you stare
at half-naked models?

[chuckles] She's not a model.

I'm molding her from memory.

[scoffs and chuckles]
Brian is, uh, concerned about Fikile.

He thinks you're pushing her
towards another injury.

Oh, really? What do you mean?

- Her swimming.
- She wants to swim. What's the big deal?

- Yes, but he is her father.
- I don't know anything about parenting?

- You don't.
- And whose fault is that?

[Anthony sighs]

Okay, fine.

I'll ease up.

Thank you.

[keyboard clacking]

[suspenseful music plays]

Look, Puleng, we can't stay long.

I have to be somewhere.
You said you're not gonna cause problems.

- I don't know why we're here.
- I won't, okay?

- It won't take long.
- [sighs]

- [phone powers down]
- sh*t, my battery's flat.

Um...

- Hi, Puleng?
- What?

Can I maybe use your phone
to make a ph... phone call? Quick, quick.

- Quickly.
- Thank you.

[doorbell buzzes]

[Wade sighs]

- [phone beeps]
- [line rings]

[woman on intercom] Hello?

Hi. Uh, is Leigh-Anne home?

[woman] Yes. Uh, please enter
through the small gate.

["Shine" by Sean Trimz plays]

♪ I don't know how many times I tried ♪

♪ But I never really gave up
With this sh*t ♪

♪ I got that money on my mind
I'm trying everything... ♪

[song continues playing softly on earbuds]

[Wade] So, what does your parents do?

- Are you Anonymous?
- Who?

Yeah, so we actually saw the video
on your phone. Of Puleng.

You went through my phone?

You stole my phone
when you were rubbing on me!

I wasn't rubbing on you!

Look, Leigh-Anne. You better tell us
the truth, or else you're going to jail.

[ominous tone plays]

It's not me.
I... I'm not the one blackmailing you.

But he did tell me to follow you around,
record you doing something bad.

Or, um...

Or else he was going to post my nudes
on the Internet.

- Who?
- Um, PoolBoy.

Who names himself PoolBoy?

I don't know. He catfished me.

He seemed cool, but...

[chuckles dryly]...the next thing I knew,
PoolBoy had my nudes on his website.

This website.

[Wade] Um...

Re... Regarding that specific subject, um,

why... why do you have

all these photos of yourself, Leigh-Anne?

- What do you do with them?
- [knocking at door]

Leigh-Anne, Mum wants to know
if your friends are staying for... supper.

Oh, never mind.
I'll tell her it's not your friends.

[chuckles]

[breath trembles]

I didn't send it to him,

but he still managed
to get it off my phone, somehow.

The same way that he got my pictures.
But I swear I didn't send it to him.

Yeah, but you still recorded it,
Leigh-Anne.

- I, um...
- Come, Wade. Let's go.

Puleng...

[sinister, growling music plays]

♪ If you got the pain
Who got the remedy? ♪

♪ Music in my veins
And it's my therapy ♪

♪ I might just go insane
The way they stressin' me ♪

♪ I carved my own lane
It was my destiny ♪

♪ Everything I knew was gone
Even lost the house ♪

♪ A shout-out to Chris
For letting me crash on the couch ♪

♪ Without you, I'm not really sure
What I would do ♪

♪ It's true what they say
When days are dark, friends are few ♪

♪ People looking at me
As if I'm the one who did that ♪

♪ How was I supposed to know
Babies was being kidnapped? ♪

♪ I would have never wished that
Not on my worst enemy ♪

♪ Karma is a bitch
And she gonna get to you eventually ♪

♪ If you got the pain
Who got the remedy? ♪

♪ Music in my veins
And it's my therapy ♪

♪ Therapy ♪

♪ I might just go insane
The way they stressin' me ♪

♪ I carved my own lane
It was my destiny ♪

[b*at continues]

[crowd cheering]

[Chris] Come on, bro. That was everything.

- Shut up, man. Thank you.
- Come on, man.

- Hey.
- Oh, hey. A fan. Thank you.

Bye. [giggles]

[club music playing]

You guys! How insane?

- [Iván] It was incredible, yeah.
- It's crazy! It was crazy.

- [Iván] Cheers, guys!
- [all] Cheers!

[groans]

- Okay, guys, I have to go. Enjoy, yeah.
- [Fikile] What?

[phone chimes]

I got my provisional, Sam.

[phone chiming]

[ominous music plays]

[gasps]

[gasps]

- Hey, Fiks!
- Oh, f*ck's sake, man!

Hey, hey, hey! Hey, are you okay?

No, I'm not okay. Please move.

I'm just going to the bathroom.

[sighs]

[Pauline] Ahem. Where's your girlfriend?

Give her this.

Look, Puleng, I... I know
it's none of my business, but...

a sex tape?

- [sighs]
- What's going on, Puleng?

I had sex. So what?

Okay. Well, I need to go.

[upbeat club music plays]

[Sam] Hey.

Hey.

Um, Pauline was here. She left this.

Is that Gregory Dickson?

- [scoffs]
- Fiks! Fiks.

- [phone beeps]
- f*ck!

[line rings]

[phone beeps]

- Hello?
- Hi, who is this?

It's Puleng. Who's this?

[sighs]

Why did you call me?

Oh, Wade did.

Oh, so he's with you?

He was. Not anymore.

- Sorry.
- [phone beeps]

[Bruce] Here you go, guys!

Yes! Success! [laughs]

- [Bruce groans]
- Yeah. And another!

Oh! Here comes the party popo!

Look, I know you guys cheated
on the prelim exams,

and I know you're gonna do it again.

- What are you talking about?
- You can deny it all you want, Pauline.

What are you gonna do about it?
[in Afrikaans] You gonna rat on us?

[in English] Dude! Stop.

I... want in.

[chortles]

- Hey, Wade! You looking for your date?
- Hey.

Uh, I am. Do you know where she went to?

Um, I don't know.

But I saw KB leave with someone
that looked a bit like her.

Sorry, man.

Bro!

- [KB laughs]
- You k*lled it, man!

No, bro, you did it.
You put this whole thing together, bro!

Ah? Come on. Let's go.

["Enchantée" by Gloria Del Mar plays]

You did good, Chris.

Thank you. You saying you're proud of me?

Maybe.

Okay.

♪ And you don't seem to mind ♪

♪ 'Cause you know you're just my type ♪

♪ Enchantée, nice to meet you ♪

♪ I've been talking to some people ♪

♪ Heard you're worth my time ♪

♪ So can I make you mine? ♪

♪ À bientôt... ♪

Iván! [gasps] What are you doing here?

Surprise. [chuckles]

Why weren't you at KB's gig?

I got busy.

Not too busy for me?

[both chuckle]

[sinister music plays]

[KB] Bro, did you leave the lights on?

[Chris] What the f*ck
are you doing in my house?

What the f*ck am I doing?

What the f*ck are you doing?

Run, run!

- [men grunting]
- [women screaming]

- [man grunts]
- [groaning]

Please, you can take whatever you want.
Just leave us alone.

I'm not the thief here.

You stole my beats.
I'm just here to collect what's mine.

Three hundred K,
or I put you two in body bags.

You feel me? f*ck 'em up.

- [Wendy exclaims]
- [man laughing]

- [phone chimes]
- [ominous music plays]

What is it?

He's going to release our tape.

Uh, I can't deal with my mom right now.

Please just get me the f*ck out of here.

[fast-paced dramatic music plays]

- What's going on?
- I don't know!

No!

[g*n fires]

[ethereal music plays]

[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 ♪

♪ Blood ♪

♪ Blood and water ♪

♪ Blood ♪

♪ Blood and water ♪

[droning, gloomy music plays]