02x05 - The Witch Hunt

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- (mysterious music)
- (birds chirping)

(ominous music)

- (ominous music)
- (heart beating)

(heart beating rapidly)

(birds chirping)

(sighing)

(ominous music)

(sinister music)

(groaning)

- Hey.
- (sighing)

(groaning) What's going on?

(Innocentia) You collapsed.

- (groaning)
- (baby's heartbeat over ultrasound)

(grunting)

- What are you doing?
- (Innocentia) It's fine.

- There it is.
- (heart beating)

- (Dora) Sienna.
- (grunting)

Sienna you...

- The baby's perfect.
- (sighing)

- (ominous music)
- (birds chirping)

- (whimpering)
- (scissors clattering)

(skin squelching)

- (dramatic music)
- (creature snarling)

- (dramatic music)
- (Sienna breathing heavily)

(ominous music)

(Sienna sighing)

I'm pregnant.

No.

It's not a good thing.

(whispering) I can't do it. No.

I need your help.

Who is that?

What is she staring at?

(normal voice) What
are you staring at?

I'm talking to my mom.

Just mind your own
business, okay?

(eerie music)

What is your problem?

(Zizi whimpering)

Where did you get this?

Who did this to you?

(mumbling)

Base... (whimpering)

Basement.

- (Innocentia) Sienna.
- (footsteps approaching)

Come. We need to finish
your examination.

(Sienna) No, no, I'm done.

(Zizi whimpering)

- What did you say to her?
- (Zizi whimpering)

(Sienna breathing heavily)

(grunting)

(groaning)

(inhaling sharply)

(ominous music)

(groaning/panting)

Ah!

(crying)

(grunting/panting)

- (knocking on door)
- (chickens clucking)

(rooster crowing)

(Abel clearing throat)

(Lindiwe) What is this?

(Franz) It's an eviction notice.

(Franz) Yes, your house.

- My house.
- Your house.

Why?

Themba signed over
the land to Rudy.

Everybody has to
leave by this evening.

Oh, Themba.

(Franz clearing throat)

- What is this?
- This is R10,000.

Every household here has
been offered R20,000.

Provided that you leave
here by this evening.

R10,000 on the spot now and
10,000 once you've been removed.

- Take it.
- Mm-mm.

(tense music)

- (ominous music)
- (loud ululating/shouting)

(spluttering)

- (gasping)
- (bats chittering)

- (ominous music)
- (water dripping)

(Themba panting)

Siphiwe?

- (breathing heavily)
- (bats chittering)

(Siphiwe panting)

(coughing/panting)

(Themba inhaling) Siphiwe?

(tense music)

(bats chittering)

- (birds chirping)
- (horses whinnying)

- (Dirk) I was worried about you.
- (Sienna) I'm fine.

(Dirk) Yeah, but you
should have called me.

(Sienna) Dirk. I think
this is where Yola was.

They did something to her and
that is why she can't remember.

You need to find out what is
going on and check the basement.

The stress is not good
for you, the baby...

Dirk, Yola was here.

You need to find out what they did
to her and what is in the basement.

Please.

Okay, I'll do it. But
you need a rest, huh?

And you need to do your job.

(dramatic music)

- (Rudy) And the baby?
- (Dora) He's fine.

- (Rudy) It's a boy?
- (Dora) Hm!

- (Rudy) Where is she?
- (Dora) At home.

But she called Dirk to
investigate the hospital.

- Crap that's all I need.
- What are you complaining about now?

Besides the two dead
members of the fathers.

The town in panic, made
worse by your stupid,

superstitious ramblings
about a mythic monster.

Oh, and a bunch of
diamonds lying around

waiting for someone
else to pick them up.

And what's stopping you
from picking them up?

f*cking Lindiwe and that friend
of hers, they refused to leave.

And now this.

Oh, they were very
happy to take the cash.

Which they won't get if
she doesn't move. Right?

All of them have to
leave or the deal's off.

Leave it to me.
Just deal with Dirk.

I'll deal with Lindiwe and by
tomorrow she'll be off the land.

- And you, off your pity pot.
- (scoffing)

(clicking tongue)

(Lindiwe) Yola. What
are you doing here?

Is she real?

(ominous music)

- (Lindiwe) Yes.
- (Yolanda) Yes.

Like in the flesh. Have
you actually seen her?

- Do you know the story of this land?
- I've heard it told, yes.

- (Lindiwe) By a white man?
- My dad.

(sighing) You see...

Your great ancestor,
Jacob the Elder.

And then cut off from
the travelling party.

They got sick. Malaria.

His wife and child died.

And then he stumbled into
the Black Rock Valley.

Lay dying in the stream.

And then this young girl,
Lukhanyo, found him...

and nursed him back into health.

And he r*ped her.

She miscarried. In this dream she
cried the stream into a river.

You see Mamlambo...

is that unsettled
spirit of that child.

So she's a spirit?

- Yes.
- I thought you said she was real.

Yola.

I think I've seen her.

Or felt her, I'm
not sure any more.

(Lindiwe) That makes sense.

- What does?
- You, seeing her.

- Why?
- She's come full circle.

She is your ancestor.

- (water dripping)
- (footsteps approaching)

(fast-paced musical bow music)

(mysterious music)

(imitating g*ns firing)

Majola?

Your great...

- (ominous music)
- (indistinct chanting/singing)

(ominous music)

- (man cheering)
- (g*n firing)

(Yolanda) Hm.

(crowd cheering/applauding)

Yes. Thank you. Thank you.

Hey, hey! Okay, okay, okay.

We can now... Okay. Okay.

Now, we can all sleep
peacefully, yeah?

(cheering/clapping)

(Max) Our kids can play
outside on the streets.

(crowd cheering/clapping)

(crowd chanting) Max, Max, Max!

Hold... Hold that thought.

Ag, nee.

- Hey, beautiful. How are you doing?
- Hi. Yeah.

(Max) Huh? I went by the house
last night to see if you were okay.

- Everything good?
- Yeah.

- Oh.
- Sorry I was exhausted.

- Oh!
- I was out like a light.

- Okay.
- (Reese) Guys, guys, guys.

Come, come, come, come,
come. Let me take a photo

of you with the crocodile.

- Yeah, if you...
- (Reese) Come on.

- (Yola) Yeah. (laughing)
- (Max) Yeah? Okay, okay.

(Reese) Okay. Okay.

Alright. Break it up. Break
it up. Get out of here.

It's my crocodile, I k*lled
the thing. Oh... (grunting)

- Get in. Get in.
- (crowd cheering)

- Yes.
- (crowd chanting) Max, Max, Max!

Ag, nee.

(indistinct shouting)

(Dr Nel) So, that was the
kitchen and the scullery.

And this is the
patient's common room,

where they do all
kinds of activities

to help their process
of healing along.

(tense music)

(Dr Nel) Well, that about covers
it. You've now seen everything.

Whoa. Everything?

(Dr Nel) Except the
emergency generator outside.

- What about the basement?
- There is no basement.

(dramatic music)

- (Dirk) Is that true? Show it to me.
- We don't have a basement.

- (Dirk sighing -
(cellphone trilling)

(tense music)

(Dirk) Able, hi. We're
gonna need a search warrant.

Okay, put that away.

Come.

(machine clattering/whirring)

- (ominous music)
- (Max grunting)

- (Annie whispering) God.
- I'm so sorry.

So sorry.

If there's anything you need.

You let me know, okay?

Hey!

So a... Yeah, I think it's
time for a celebration. Huh?

- Sounds great.
- Yeah.

Okay. Well, tonight then.

- My place, braai.
- Yeah.

- I'll be there.
- Great.

(Dora) Call a meeting.

That thing didn't k*ll them.
It only ate her leftovers.

She's not done yet.

(Dr Nel) We have a young woman in
here who accused her uncle of r*pe.

My treatment helped us to
erase her memory of the event.

- Erase it?
- As if it never happened.

- (Dirk) But what if it did happen?
- You're asking the wrong question.

Oh, what is the right question?

(Rudy) Her uncle is
a very powerful man.

(Dirk) Yeah, and?

(Dr Nel) Imagine the anarchy if
her accusations became public.

(Dirk scoffing) But that doesn't
mean that she wasn't r*ped.

Well, she probably was.

But you're missing my point.

What is your point?

I can single-handedly halve
the country's r*pe statistics.

We can go from being a pariah.
The r*pe capital of the world,

to a leading light in the
fight against gender violence.

By wiping victims'
memories of their r*pe?

(ominous music)

That's what happened
to Yola, isn't it?

Huh?

You r*ped her.

And you brought her
here to be wiped.

(Rudy) Stop acting innocent.
You slipped her the drink.

At a dam. Don't you remember?

What the... The flask
that you gave me.

(Rudy) Yeah. It's got your
fingerprints all over it.

- (Dirk) You said it was tea.
- It was, with a touch of Dormicum.

(tense music)

You can never make it stick.

I don't need to make it stick. I
just need Sienna to believe it.

- I will not be blackmailed.
- (Rudy chuckling)

Well, if you say a
word of this to anyone,

I've got five people that'll say
that not only did you drug Yola,

but you took part in
the ritual with us.

(banging on door)

(birds chirping)

(Dora) So my friend Annie

told me what happened to you
outside of a shop the other day.

Why didn't you tell me?

You know you can
tell me anything.

Hm.

She was nearly k*lled, ma'am.

That witch Lindiwe and
her sidekick Qaqamba

put a spell on the raincoat
and it nearly k*lled her.

- She couldn't breathe.
- Have you told your parents?

- Why not?
- My mother and Lindiwe are friends.

She said that she
was... possessed.

And what if it happens again...

to someone else?

You wouldn't want
that, would you?

- No, ma'am.
- No.

So you need to warn them.

Do the right thing.

(Dirk) There is no basement.

What hospital doesn't
have a basement?

This one.

And the woman with the mark
on the side of her head.

Ah, Sie... It's just a mark.

And the fact that Yola
has the exact same mark.

Come, look. Come.

Yola please can I
show Dirk something?

Look.

I can't see anything.

Okay, well, it's healed
but it was there.

Sien... Sienna, I did
what you asked, okay?

I did a thorough check of the
hospital and I didn't find anything.

- But she was there.
- No, Sienna, she wasn't.

(ominous music)

Okay, well, so now
you're just gonna go?

Yes, I'm gonna go.

Because I can't just be at your
beck and call whenever you choose.

I have a job to do and...

This doesn't work for me.

(Sienna) Well, this
doesn't work for me either.

I think you were
at Fort Vandenberg

and they did something to you and
that's why you can't remember.

They're hiding something.

Don't go to the braai tonight.

(mysterious music)

(tense music)

- (crowd chanting indistinctly)
- (banging on door)

- (door closing)
- (Lindiwe screaming)

- (crowd chanting indistinctly)
- (banging on door)

(door handle rattling)

(Yolanda) Sienna doesn't
think I should go.

(Dora) Don't let your
sister spoil your fun.

(crickets chirping)

I don't know who I can trust.

Mm-hm.

Yes, that's true.

But did she also tell
you that it was her

who had you institutionalised
after your father's funeral?

(ominous music)

I didn't think so.

(ominous music)

(Dora sighing)

Now... close your eyes.

In order to forget,
we need to remember.

Tell me what happened last year on
the night of the Spring Festival.

(Max) The last time I saw
you was at the festival.

I was so happy.

(Max) Well, you were so happy.

I was the spring princess.

(Max) And having a good time.

(Max) And then I was told
that you disappeared.

Sienna was very worried.

So I got in my car and I drove
to the dam and I looked for you.

I went out there every
day, looking for you.

There were no clues. Like you...

You just vanished into thin air.

And this went on for weeks.

That's when I...
started losing hope.

I thought I wasn't
gonna see you again.

I thought I'd never be
able to tell you how I...

(slow-paced dramatic music)

Let me...

show you this.

I kept this in
my... my pocket...

every day. Um...

Do you remember that night?

Hm? You do? Yeah?

You left shortly after.

And I...

told myself it
wasn't meant to be.

It was just bad timing.

And then you came back,
for your father's funeral.

I couldn't believe my luck.

I can't believe you're
here, with me, right now.

- Cooking this crocodile.
- (both laughing)

I'm sorry. (clearing throat)

I guess what I'm trying
to say is, Yola...

(sighing)

would you please go to the
dance with me tomorrow night?

You'd make me the
happiest person alive.

Hm.

(Rudy) So when were you going
to tell me that you're pregnant?

(Sienna) I wasn't.

(Rudy) Well, it's my
child, you know that.

No, Rudy, it's not.

(Rudy) Seriously, Sienna, that
f*cking guy can't blow up a balloon.

(Sienna) It's not his either.

- Oh? Who else are you sleeping with?
- It's mine.

I'm not having it.

But you can't decide to
k*ll our child on your own.

- It is not even a child yet.
- Listen to me. Listen to me.

I want to have
this baby with you.

We can start fresh. We can go...

Rudy, how do you see
this panning out?

Seriously, go. What?

You, Grace and me
and all our children,

playing happy family and
one wife can cook for you,

and the other one can clean,

and we can both take
turns jerking you off.

In what f*cking world
are you living in?

You made your choice.

Now go.

I'm hungry.

- (door opening/closing)
- (sighing)

Mmm.

(Sienna sighing)

(melancholy music)

(mysterious music)

(Dora) We, your believers,
know that we have angered you.

Others credit your work to
that of a lowly reptile.

A bottom feeder.

But we are awed by
your majesty and power.

And ask for your forgiveness.

- (ominous music)
- (crowd chanting indistinctly)

(Themba) Charlton. Charlton.

You need to get to my aunt's
house, Lindiwe, right now.

They're going to k*ll her.

They'll burn down my
house, man. Please.

Charlton. Listen to me.

Get to Lindiwe's house.

Save her. Save her.
You owe me this.

Save her. You owe me this.

You owe me this.
Go. Now, Charlton.

(crowd chanting/singing
indistinctly)

(Lindiwe screaming)

(Dora) We humbly ask you
to accept our small token.

And promise to bring to
you the blood of Jacob.

To balance the scales. To
right the wrongs of the past.

And form a harmonious
alliance between us...

so that we can go
together into the future.

Hear us.

(ominous music)

- (tense music)
- (Lindiwe screaming)

(crowd chanting/singing
indistinctly)

What's going on? What
are... What are you doing?

- No, stop. No, stop! Whoa, stop!
- (indistinct shouting)

Someone... Someone's gonna
die. You can't be doing this.

(Charlton groaning)

(Lindiwe sobbing)

Save...

(Lindiwe coughing)

(crowd chanting/singing
indistinctly)

(Charlton panting)

(Charlton groaning)

Ah! (panting)

(ominous music)

(Dora whispering) Hear us.

- (ominous music)
- (Charlton panting)

(groaning)

(panting)

- (Qaqamba coughing)
- (Charlton grunting) It's okay.

(panting)

- (ominous music)
- (creature snarling)

(ominous music)

(ominous music)

Clara?

(dramatic music)