01x04 - Home is Where the Ghosts Are

[bunniefuu]

Have you been scratched
by a dog or a cat?

No.

I'm going to put you
on a course of antibiotics.

And you know the story.

Make sure to finish the course.

Thank you for helping me, Dr Nel.

No point in just spending
the whole day at the clinic.

How's your asthma?

Let's listen.

-And breathe in.

-And out.

-And in.

-And out.

-And in.

-And out.

-And in.

-And out.

-And in.

-The bar’s closed.
-I want to ask you something.

Remember the night my dad and
Lazarus Zita were here drinking?

Well, they came here quite often.

No, first Saturday of the month.
Bernoldus was playing.

-Okay.
-Well, he says they were arguing

and you might know
what they were arguing about.

Look, Miss Fischer. That was like,
that was their thing. They argued.

They would sit at the bar,
get a bottle of brandy and argue

like an old, married couple.

Okay, well, can you remember
anything they said?

Not really, no. I remember Lazarus,
Lazarus was quite angry.

-My dad and Lazarus..?

-What?
-Was he angry at my dad?

-Eh, ja.
-About what?

Something about
a cove or a cave? I don't know.

They kept going in circles,
threatening each other.

-Threatening each other?
-Yeah, no, it got heated.

Hey.

-Hi.
-How are you?

I have gone up a dress size,
thanks to you.

-Me?
-The mysterious pizza delivery man.

Must have been a ghost.

Very sweet ghost.

Yeah, my plant is lonely,
needs a friend.

Already?

Is all of this your work?

Geez, I've never seen such happy
plants.

So which one of these will
complement my new sucky plant?

-Succulent.
-Succulent.

Um,

How about this one?

It does require a lot more love
and care than the other one though.

I'll take it.

Uh, it's a gift.

Thank you.

Hello?!

Hello?!

Hello?!

Hey, hey! Hey.

I'd like to speak to the person who
investigated Jacob Fischer's death.

-And you are?
―His daughter. Yolanda Fischer.

Oh, Detective Van Rooyen is not in.

So when will he be back?

What is this about?

I think my father was m*rder*d.

-m*rder*d?
―Yes.

Okay? He was way too careful
to die on that windmill.

He's been climbing it for years.

Sisi, accidents happen, you know?

This is Lazarus Zita’s phone.

Oom Lissie?

Yes.

-And?
-The last seven calls

were from my father's landline.

-And so..?
-And so...

Lazarus lays a land claim
against our farm,

they argue about it at the bar,
he threatens my dad.

The next thing you know,
my dad is dead

and Lazarus has disappeared
into thin air, nowhere to be found.

-Don't you find that suspicious?
-Woah, woah, woah.

Woah, woah, woah, Sisi.
The coroner from Bloemfontein,

came here and declared your
father's death as accidental.

Unless he was pushed.

-Based on what evidence?
-Based on the phone!

You’re adding two and two together
and you’re getting eight.

-Hang on a second.

Aunt Dora.

No...

I took membership fees.

Five-Thousand.

Well, it's ten times that.

What's going on?

Frans has drawn up a very attractive
offer for Mr Zita.

Without asking me?

Yeah, I was just trying to help,
Yola. Take some of the pressure off.

I was just trying to help,
dar...

I don't want that man
getting a cent from my father.

Why?

Because he pushed him off
the windmill.

Who did?

Lazarus Zita.

-Darling...

As...

As much as it hurts me to say this,

he was flesh and blood
like the rest of us.

-He was sick.
-I heard.

Why didn't anyone tell me?!

We didn't want to worry you.

He climbed up the windmill
and he fell down,

and that's all there is to it.

Why don't you come
stay with me for a while?

It will be fun. Postpone your...

No!

I need to get all this
sorted before I leave.

Draw up the contract
between Dora and I.

The house and five hectors to Sienna.

I need to get back
and he's not gonna stop me.

He won't be showing his face around
here anytime soon. I guarantee it.

-Ek se.
-Eita.

How's it?

Do you know anyone
who wants to buy a bike?

No, man.

-How much?
-A hundred-and-twenty-thousand.

It's about half of what it costs.

I don't know, not here.

Should be Maggie.

Benny. Charlton.

-Able, usual?
-Yeah.

Yeah. No worries.

...he only becomes a Christian at 12.

Lazarus?

Yeah.

Hey...

That crazy Fischer girl.

-She reckons he k*lled her old man.
-Iyoh.

No. No.

Is not capable of something like
that.

Maybe, maybe not Benny.

You don't seriously believe that,
do you?

Look, she definitely has a screw
loose.

Mm. Charlton,

-this is the one, brother.

-What?
-I know.

Why is she saying
those things? It was an accident.

She is struggling to come to
terms with the death of your father.

Well it would have been nice
if she cared while he was alive.

You have always been strong
enough for the both of you.

It doesn't feel like it.

Yola's not fit enough to travel.

You need to reach out to her.

-Yolanda?
-Just leave me alone.

Yolanda? Wait! Hey!

What's the matter with you?

How could you say that about Lazarus?

I mean, out of all people,
that's my grandfather.

Are you mad?

Well, I have proof
about your grandfather.

You have proof?

-You stole my grandfather's phone?
-Yes.

He was threatening my dad.
He k*lled him and then he ran away.

So you think you can do
whatever you want?

Just grab the man's
phone in his home...

-On my farm!
-Your farm?

Yes, my farm!

My father gave it to me.

And your grandfather
k*lled him for it.

I thought you were different Yolanda.

But you're all the same.

I can't believe I trusted you.

-Just hand over this phone.
-No.

Yolanda hand over the phone.
I won't tell you again.

-No.
-Yolanda!

Just come and get it!

Now I'm going to put him in the grave
with those pigs, where he belongs.

It's quite ironic
don't you think?

That you're judging me and then
chasing her like she's on heat.

The only difference is
I won't be humiliated.

-Listen, Max! We need to focus now.
-Get your hands off me.

We have a meeting tonight. There's
more at stake than your hurt pride.

-This is about all of us...
-All of us? All of us?

This is about you.
This is about you!

Max I'm warning you,
you stay away from that man.

Shh!

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

# artist: Onke Tshiwula #

# title: There is the world #
# of sorrows #

-Yola!

You cannot go around
saying things like that.

Well it's true!
Okay, something is not right.

It just feels like he's trying
to tell me something.

-Are you taking your meds?
-No, I'm out.

Thanks.

I'll get more when I'm at home.

Aunty Dora told me
about the nursery in the farm,

it's really sweet. Thank you.

Now it's yours. It always was.

I met someone.

-I really like him.
-And Rudy?

Rudy is a mistake.

I've never felt like this, ever.

-I'm happy for you.
-Are you?

I mean, it's a bit soon, but I am.

I want you to meet him.
See for yourself.

-Maybe next time.
-You can't go so soon.

Yeah, I need to get back.
I really struggle being here.

I feel like we're just starting
to get to know each other again.

You're all I have left. I need you.

I already told Mateo.

Mateo has you forever.

Please. Just a couple of days.

-For me?
-Okay! Okay!

-Yes?
-Okay. Okay.

-Okay.
-Thank you.

Give me your laptop
before you change your mind.

What's your password?

Kristi20000302.

Her birthday?

Are you alright?

Mmh.

-Sure?
-Mmh.

Okay.

Dirk! Here he is.

Come.

-Hey.
-Nice to see you too.

Dirk, Yolanda. Yolanda, Dirk.

Yolanda! I've heard so much
about you.

Yola. And I bet you have.

Why don't we have
a picnic up at the dam?

-I brought supplies.
-I don't want to impose.

No, no, we want you to come.

Yeah,
I brought more than enough for three.

Okay.
Go ahead, I'll join in a bit.

-Hey, don't be long.
-I won't.

Hi.

Hey!

-Come in!
-It's too cold!

-It's amazing!
-Maybe later!

Qaqamba, what is it?

Can you help us?

Uhm...

Please.

-You brought towels, huh?
-Yeah.

Are you gonna come join us?
Next swim?

Maybe.

Alright. Who wants wine?

Thanks.

-Here, that one.
-No, thanks.

-Have a koeksister.

Fine.

They're good.

Do you remember when you
messed on that lace tablecloth?

And then Dad shouted at you?
Do you remember?

He got so mad at you.
And then you went to your room

and then you packed your little
brown suitcase.

-The one with the cat stickers?
-Mmh!

-And the silver metal clip?
-Ja, ja, ja.

I remember.

You got so cross and you packed
your koeksister and your juice box

and you marched out the door.

Hey!

Hi.

Drink it all.
Drink, drink, drink.

Where's Yola?

-Take it all out.

Did you see her get out?

Yola!

What the hell?

-I'm fine.
-Yola!

Yola, what happened?

-Yola!
-Something pulled me down.

It's Lazarus.

See, what did I tell you?

-Shh.

-The magic cabinet.
-Mh.

-The magic chest.
-Hold on, hold on.

Oh, daddy had taste.

Mm, well yeah, you know he had me,
so...

-That is true.
-Thank you.

Cheers.

What made him so special? That
everyone talks about him like...

-Woo.

-He was special.
-Hm.

He was the last male descendant
of the town's founding father,

Jacob Fischer, the Elder.
Who was my great, great...

We're practically royalties, so...

-Your Highness.
-Your drunkness.

Mm-hm, mm-hm. Mm-hm.

Yola's sleeping.

Huh?

How's it?
Excuse me I just need to...

That's my jacket, man.
Give it back.

You know your girlfriend, Yola?

Yeah, she's used goods hey.
I know 'cause I've been there.

Well, congratulations man.

Your parents must be really,
really proud of you.

-She's not my girlfriend, by the way,
-Well,

that's not what it looked like to me.

-Well, looks can be deceiving buddy.
-Not in your case, boy.

See, if you're trying
to say something to me,

don't beat around the bush.

Be a man. Say it to my face.

I'm saying stay away from our woman.

You can have her,
I want nothing to do with her.

-That's just insulting.
-Listen to me, boytjie.

I don't have time for this.
Do you understand me?

You know, maybe
you should get yourself

one of those biker chicks. Hm?

I hear they just love your type.

They're always looking
for a good ride. Hm?

-You say they love what now?
-They like to have a good ride.

-I swear on my mother's grave,

I'll rip this jacket off you bloody
skin,

-do you hear me?
-Oh, will you now? Huh?

Huh? Huh? Ah, that's good.

Luckily, I have two eye witnesses

who will gladly say
I acted in self defence.

Stop telling me what to do.

They'll eat you alive in prison,
my little gingerbread man.

Go on, do it.

Take that jacket off.

Sorry, man, here's your jacket.

Can I take a shower?

I like you dirty.

I promised that you can
make me as dirty as you like,

-right after.
-Oh.

Done.

-Passage, left, right.
-Mm-hm, mm-hm, mm.

-Second door on the right.
-Mm-hm.

Take this.
The lights there don't work.

Passage, left, right?

-Right?
-Right.

I'll be waiting.

Sienna.

Sienna.

Dirk.

-Dirk!

I've got a midnight snack
in the kitchen.