01x03 - Episode 3

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How long do you think they'll take?

I don't know.

Come.

Siya! Please help me, bro.

They are saying that I k*lled someone.

And I don't remember that happening.

Come on, man.
Please explain how this thing happened.

Siya!

Bro, I also only know
what the police told me.

How is that, Siya?

How? Because I was with you that night.

I was with you, bro.

No, man. Please explain.

Siya,
please tell me that I didn't k*ll anyone.

Speak up, Siya. Please.

Hey, I told you to let me drive…

Hey, bring the key.

…but you said you were fine.

Okay, get in.

That you'd be able to drive

-because you wanted to go somewhere.
-You're going to school with rich kids.

There's a girl that you wanted to follow
that we met that night at the club.

So, because I…
I was starting at St. Jude's the next day,

I was forced to go home.

So, I found my own way home
and you drove off.

That's the last time I saw you.

So, bro, you're telling me
that I k*lled someone?

Siya, you want to tell me
I did what they're telling me?

It was a mistake, Mandla.

Hey, I'm sorry, bro.

I'm a m*rder*r.

That's what I am.

Someone's child is dead now because of me.

Are these handcuffs really necessary?

He's under arrest.

But out of everyone in this world…

I don't understand
why it had to be Mandla.

It just doesn't seem fair.

And they say the family
of the boy Mandla hit is rich.

His dad's a doctor, so, yeah.

They're surely won't let this go.

My heart's broken.

Go!

Think of adjectives as a paintbrush
on a canvas of words.

So what they're doing is,
they're adding color.

Up to your chin.

Where's your hand?

You've got to snap and load, okay?

Count the steps. And, RJ, you're too fast.

Come on, come on. Reset.

Arm stretches, guys. Arm stretches.

I was extremely…

No!

-f*ck!
-Don't preempt. Count your steps.

And, RJ, too fast.

Yeah, boy.

Why aren't you sleeping?

'Cause I'm writing tomorrow.

Mmm.

Are you okay?

I'm asking
'cause we hardly see you at home.

We keep asking ourselves
where you could've possibly relocated to.

Brother, I've just been a bit busy.

I mean, as you can see,
there's school and running.

Basically everything, Brother.

Yes, we also want to see you
run around the house.

Get all busy, work,
and be a child in this house.

-I'm dealing with a lot right now.
-Where? In that white school of yours?

What is it, bro?
Did you come to lecture me?

Boy, what I want you to remember

is that you're the one
who was offered a scholarship.

Not me.

Not Mom.

Here at home, you're still a child.

Don't bring your burdens from out there
and dump them on us.

So by leaving our house
to start at a new school,

I'm suddenly bringing my burdens home?

I've forgotten what's happening here?

Brother, my life is a mess.

Everything that is happening right now
is a mess.

Everything is f*cked.

What you can do is…

you can give me some room to breathe.

Say what?

You seem to forget, bro,
I didn't create this mess.

Who are you talking to like that?

You go away for a few days
and now you talk to me like that?

No.

Bro, have you forgotten that you said
I should frame Mandla?

Listen. Let me tell you something, my boy.

You are the person who did all of this.

You're the one who framed his best friend.

You stuck to your story
even after he woke up.

The only thing I did was to take your call
and give you my opinion.

But you're the one
who's responsible for all of this.

Now, my boy, you need to grow up.

And grow a pair of ba*ls.

And stop behaving like a coward.

Do you understand me?

f*ck, man! You hand it, I take it.

What stands out to you in that paragraph?

Any word that really stands out,
is descriptive, is big?

Right! Reset.

- Bro, what do you want me to do?
- Want me to f*cking call it, dude?

- Let's go.
- Yeah.

Let's get it.

You said…

Perfect.

f*ck's sakes, dude!

- f*ck's sakes, dude!
- RJ!

No, coach, this is bullshit.

We haven't lost a race in four years.
Four years. This is our race.

With Mr. Charity Case over here,
we'll be lucky to even f*cking finish.

-Take that back, bro. Take that back.
-Make me.

- I'll f*ck you up right now!
- Hey!

-f*ck you up right now, boy!
-b*tch.

- Hey, language!
- I'll f*ck you up!

RJ, you walk!

-One f*cking finger, dude!
-Walk! I said walk!

And you, showers now!

Bullshit!

Go back to where
you f*cking came from, c**t!

- f*ck you!
- RJ, I said language!

All the pace in the world,

but if you cannot line up alongside
the others, be a part of a team,

something bigger than yourself,

then you're gonna end up alone
in this world.

Is that the kind of future that you want?

Sir, there's just a lot going on
right now.

Oh, no. Please. Don't let me get in
the way of the things that you need to do.

Sir, not like that.

I want you to succeed, Bolt. I really do.

I can see your potential.

But make no mistake,

this world is not built on potential.

This world doesn't care about the things
you go through.

-You understand?
-Yes, sir.

This system is designed
for the RJs of this world.

The game is heavily stacked
in their favor.

And it ain't fair.

But that's just the way it is.

Now, you can play or you can go home.

But you have to work ten times as hard
just to keep up, never mind get ahead.

I just don't get it.

Get what, sir?

Why don't you want this?

I do.

Where is he, huh?

That Bolt that I saw in the street
that day, what happened to him?

Sir. Please, sir.

Sir, I really want to be here, sir.

Sir, I really do.

But, sir, this place…

This place doesn't want me, sir.

Poor Siya.

Poor you.

And you're right.

This place doesn't want you
and it never will.

But you've got to make it in spite of it.

You got to prove them wrong.

And that is the hardest race of them all.

Please get out of here.

Come on, go.

Good evening, sir.

Mandla asked about you today.

They still have him handcuffed to the bed.

It's terrible.

But you know Mandla.

He's still got jokes.

I mean, he already has a nickname
for all of the nurses.

Why did you let him drive?

Siya, in the office, please.

Siya.

Siya. Come in.

Take a seat.

Do you recognize these phones?

No, Sir.

They were found in your tog bag
this afternoon.

This won't fly here.

This is not the township.

- But I've never seen those phones before.
- No. No buts.

Clearly, the cultural differences

between your life here
and your life at home are too great.

And they're affecting
your ability to perform.

And I can only assume

that they are contributing to the tension
between you and your teammates.

Now as such, we feel, all of us,

that it would be appropriate for you
to step away from your commitments,

and find a more suitable living situation.

It's time for you
to be a St. Jude's student.

Sir, I'm not sure
I understand what you mean.

Well, we can't have you waking up
at 4:00 a.m.

to come to the school, training
and then heading back to the city again.

You need rest, proper nutrition,
coaching, recovery.

Otherwise, how do you expect us
to maximize your potential?

Unfortunately, our hostels are full
at this time of the year,

but I have spoken to your sponsor,
Mr. Khumalo,

who has agreed to accommodate you
until the end of the year.

But, sir,
I can't just leave home right now.

I mean, my mom is sick.

Think of your future.

Your potential for success here
would pave a better life for all.

For your mother, for your family.

And this is for them too.

My whole life is back home, sir.

Not anymore, Siya.

You're a St. Jude's athlete now.

We need to measure your needs
against the needs of the school.

We want to win, make no mistake about it.

Winning is why you're here.

I don't think it's necessary
for me to study at that school.

What I can do is come back and stay here
at home and attend a school this side.

It could be
like none of this ever happened.

Hey, you must go.

This place is toxic.

This place

takes everything.

It just takes.

It first took your father…

then it took my health…

Now, it's taking your brother.

Siyabonga, it hurts to admit that

I know in my heart
that this place is going to mean his end.

He will not survive here.

It's over for your brother.

But, as for you…

you still have a chance.

Knock, knock. Hi, everyone.

I came to fetch him.

Are you ready?

Yeah, let's go.

Let's go.

I won't be far, babe.

Call Mandla, okay?

So, who are these people?

These people
are going to change our lives.

Mm-hmm?

-So, are you going to come in with me?
-No.

No, I can't go in with you.

You know I don't do such things.

But I don't want to go in alone.

This is your world.

You're the one
who has to face these people, not me.

Okay?

Now, listen, my boy,

I don't want to hear stories
about number two or number three, okay?

You know we only do number one.

There's no other option, Brother.

You have to, boy. You have to.

I have to.

Wow.

Damn.

Well, at last, we get to put a face
and meet this celebrated guy.

Yes.

I'd like to thank you for welcoming me
into your house.

Well, we're just so excited.

We cannot wait to see you running.

Yeah, it will happen very soon, for sure.

- Mmm. I hope so.
- Gabi!

Gabisile!
Sorry, she's always on that damn…

- Yeah?
- Siya is here.

Won't you, um,
help our guest get settled in?

Gabisile and you
are in the same grade there at St. Jude's.

Oh. Oh, okay.

This is Siya Gumede.

Mm-hmm.

Are you coming or not?

- Bring the key.
- Ah!

-Take the key.
-Give me the key.

I'm not fighting with you, bro.

- Get in the car. Let's go, bro.
- Let's go. Get in the car.

How do you open this door?

He's taking me home!

Come on, man.

Okay. Here we are.

Thank you.

I know you think
you've landed yourself in the butter here,

but I want you to know that I find you
being here f*cking disgusting.