02x06 - Dark Times

[bunniefuu]

[tense music playing]

[man] The following interview
is with Puleng Khumalo, who is a minor.

Present are her parents as well
as Julius Khumalo's attorney Lindsay Abel.

So you only have a photocopy
of the DNA results?

And the man actually never admitted
to falsifying the original results?

He nodded.

He nodded?

But he already lied about the results once
when someone allegedly paid him.

How do you know he didn't lie
to get what he wanted from you?

Because I saw the texts
between him and Mrs. Bhele.

Do you have proof of these texts?

Maybe a picture.

[sighs]

So you're telling me
you have no evidence despite all the, uh,

investigations you've supposedly done?

What are you trying to imply,
Detective Vaans?

I'm sorry, but this doesn't make sense.

The young girl just stumbles
upon her abducted sister...

Watch your tone.

[exhales]

You understand the implications
of wasting state resources?

With all due respect, sir...

I didn't stumble upon anything.

I've been investigating this for months,

following leads that you...
that you've neglected for years.

If you don't believe me, ask Wade.

Or Fikile.

Bhele?

Well,

we'll, uh,

be in touch.

I should take my leave too.

[breathes deeply]

Thank you.

[tense music continues]

♪ Blood ♪

♪ Blood and water ♪

♪ Blood ♪

♪ Blood and water ♪

[squealing]

[Fikile breathing heavily]

[cheering]

[Puleng] Fikile?

What do you think?

[chattering, laughing]

[heavy breathing continues]

[heavy breathing intensifies]

[gasps]

[shuddered breathing]

♪ I swear at times
It's so hard for me to sleep ♪

♪ Demons at my bedside
Man, this sh*t is getting deep ♪

♪ Lost a lot of homies to the streets
And so I weep ♪

♪ Dropped out of college
They ain't had a lot to teach ♪

♪ When I go it's on my feet
And never on my knees ♪

♪ Only time I'm praying
It's for my enemies... ♪

I hate that Dad thinks
I'm his real daughter.

[in Xhosa]
You are his real daughter, sweetheart.

You've always been ours.

I've given all my love to you.

It is deep, my child.

[in English] What can I do
to make things better?

Tell him everything.

Or I will.

Okay.

[in Xhosa] What did Puleng say?

[in English] She said she'd give me time
to talk to you, so,

relax.

Your lie is safe.

For now.

♪ And so I weep ♪

♪ Dropped out of college... ♪

I need to know you understand
why things have to stay this way.

How could you be a part of this?

What kind of sick person
would do something like this?

If...

if I do what you're asking me to do,

you cannot imagine
what those people would do to us.

They are ruthless and unpredictable.

You mean the people
that steal and sell babies?

You're working for traffickers.

You're a trafficker.

[in Xhosa] I was a kid with nobody
until they gave me a home and a future.

I was making decisions

to survive before I even understood
what they would really mean.

[in English] You want me
to tell you something...

that makes sense to you.

But, Samuel...

[chuckles]

...you've always had me.

You will never...

never know what it is like
to be completely alone.

To have yourself to rely on.

[in Xhosa] Everything I've done, I've done

for us

and the baby.

Patience, my son.

♪ A clap for the girl
She stole the show ♪

♪ Is it Vezi or Khumalo, nobody knows ♪

♪ You're a real desperado
That's how you go ♪

♪ And I'm impressed by your skills
You're such a pro ♪

♪ And my friends told me about you... ♪

Where the hell did you get that, now?

Mind your language, son.

Have you forgotten
I follow you on the socials?

Please turn it off, Dad.

♪ Last night, you didn't act right ♪

[music stops]

You know, these lyrics are what we call
defamation of character

and have gotten some people
into some real S-H-I-T.

Lawyering aside,

sounds like you're going through some ish.

Look, I know
I've been very hard on you lately.

But I like the fact that you talk to me
about your personal stuff.

Yeah, it doesn't matter now anyway.

Puleng and I are over.

Well, personally,

I've never really trusted
that girl's intentions.

Maybe it's a good thing.

[in Sesotho] Oh really? Since when?

[in English] Weren't you the one
who told me she's a keeper?

[phone chimes]

♪ And now I'm just waitin'
Till the smoke clears ♪

♪ Drop it like it's hot
Down low for the oxygen ♪

♪ Now when it's that season
I don't feel the problem... ♪

Breakfast?

[Puleng] I'm not hungry.
Oh, and I'm taking the bus.

Actually, I was thinking maybe
you could take the day off from school.

[sighs] It's exam time, Mom.

Puleng?

Your dad and I are very proud of you.

But?

Look, I appreciate what you've done
for your sister.

I can't help but think
of what could have happened to you.

Nothing happened.

You were going
into dangerous places unattended.

Going through peoples' devices
without permission, breaking...

[sighs]

What if we lost you too?

I'm here, Mom.

I've always been here.

Can I go to school now?

Of course. Uh, Puleng,

I was thinking

that maybe after
all of this is done, we, as a family,

perhaps can go into counseling.

- We need to start being more open.
- Do you really wanna go there?

What is that supposed to mean?

I have to go.

[exhales]

♪ Falling... ♪

[sighs] I wish we didn't have exams today.

Why? Um, what happened?

So I spoke to my mom last night.

♪ Drowning... ♪

And she confirmed everything.

She did tamper with the DNA test.

And I'm most probably
Puleng's missing sister.

Well, that's...

that's something.

Why do I feel like sh*t?

'Cause it sucks finding out
your mom's keeping crazy secrets.

Hey. What's up?

It's nothing.

Okay.

I'll see you later?

Yeah.

Okay.

[bell ringing]

♪ Falling... ♪

[Wade] "Discuss the stateless society
of the Bantu people."

"Discuss the..."

Are you thinking about Fikile and KB?

Now I am.

I just can't believe that he kissed her
while we were together.

You know, before we...

[Puleng clears throat]

He's an idiot.

Anyway,

I've, uh, I've told my parents everything.

Even the police are involved now, so...

Everything as in everything?

Well...

[Puleng] Tahira?

Tahira, wait. Tahira, wait.

[exhales]

- Whatever you think is happening...
- Drop the act, Puleng.

- You never liked Wade and I together.
- That's not true.

I hope you're happy now.

Yeah, we broke up.

Sad part?

Wade's a really, really smart guy
except when it comes to you.

Wait, Tahira.

What are you talking about?

We broke up because of you.

He won't move on
if he thinks there's a chance with you.

Stop being selfish and messing him around
if you don't like him back.

[sighs]

[bittersweet music playing]

[man] I'm sorry, but there's no easy way
to say this on a call.

Between the incident with the swim coach,
the protection order issued by the Bheles,

the drug issue,
and now a teacher suddenly resigning,

as the governing body, we're worried.

We want a hearing with you
at the end of the term

to discuss matters
of management at the school.

[clears throat]

Nicole, this really is
your opportunity to prepare.

Of course. Thank you.

[tense music playing]

I'm so sorry about that, detectives.

You were saying?

- [Chris] Oh, that is awesome.
- [chuckles] Mm-hmm.

Ah, she lives.

Hmm.

Thanks for ditching the committee
on one of the most important events, Fiks.

Uh, I'm sorry.

I... I fell asleep and took some meds,
and I passed out.

Why didn't you keep me posted?

I said I'm sorry, Chris.

You barely get sick, Fiks.

And it was one night. One night.

I would have been there for you.

[chuckling]

Hey, Wendy, here's my bid.
It's better than last night, eh?

[students laughing]

Come on. It's 50 cents more
than the zero bid you got last night.

Hey, you f*ck!
Okay, someone did actually bid for her.

You know what?

Take that,
and go buy your mother another womb.

Maybe she'll have better luck next time.

Move.

Oh, and Mini Dr. Nkosazana Dlamini Zuma

took your place at the auction last night.
It was shite.

Poor thing embarrassed
the living sh*t out of herself.

Wendy?

Wendy.

I'm sorry I skipped out on you last night.
I was sick.

[hip-hop music playing]

[Fikile sighs]

KB...

did you seriously out us kissing?

[grunts]

I'm sorry, Fiks. I...

I wasn't thinking.

[Fikile scoffs]

Whatever.

[professor] Okay, grade 11, settle down.

You probably wonder why I'm here

and not Mr. Ferreira.

In short, Mr. Ferreira has resigned
with immediate effect.

- [tense music playing]
- [exhales]

[professor] So, for today,
I will stand in for the exams.

[tense music continues]

[principal] Excuse me, Mrs. Joffe. Class.

Puleng, Wade, please come with me.

[paper shredder whirring]

- Uh, Sir? Sorry, sir.
- Oh!

Um, please, can I ask
why Mr. Ferreira resigned?

Oh, don't worry. Everything will be fine.

[tense music continues]

[male voice] The number you have dialed
is unavailable at present.

Please try again later.

[music intensifies]

[music grows to crescendo]

The two girls,
how did they find out about the lab test?

I was tricked, I swear.
I thought they were harmless.

You thought?

Then I think...

this should cut it.

This is not how much we agreed on.

[in Sesotho] Another word from that
spineless gutter you call a mouth,

and I swear I will show you...
Do you hear me?

[in English] Leave town, now.

[Chris] I was thinking maybe if...

Reece, nice of you to show up.

Chris, you were saying?

Um, yeah, I was... I was thinking
for our Afrofuturism theme,

we can have an African-inspired
steampunk setup.

Isn't that just giving yet
to another Western concept?

Where is Africa in all of this?

As young Africans,
we need to reclaim our identity.

So, what do you suggest?

For me, Afrofuturism is us
as Africans just occupying

and normalizing our individual expressions
of our cultures,

our everyday attire...

You know, just complete African supremacy.

Yeah. Yeah!

Hashtag Wakanda, huh?

[laughing]

The signature on Fikile's
birth certificate

belongs to Ms. Brenda Jaxa.

When I went to Pollsmoor Prison...

[Wade splutters]

[Wade whimpers]

When I went to visit Pollsmoor Prison,
she confirmed that she... she forged, um,

many, many birth certificates.

You also accompanied Puleng
to Lavender Hill

to speak to Mr. Koopman,
the retired detective.

Yes, sir. Yes, yes, I did.

Um...

I couldn't let her go alone, sir.

Cheesy, I know,
but with the best-dressed competition,

it will just inspire all matriculants
to invest more in their attire.

Agreed.

Moving on. Uh, the budget sheet.

♪ Can you please help me run ♪

♪ Can you please help me fly... ♪

[phone buzzing]

Wait. Reece, why is this budget sheet

not updated with all the line items
from last night's auction?

Earth to Reece and Fikile!

Why is the budget sheet not updated?

[exhales] Sorry, I'll do it after this.

So what's the balance, then?

Uh, um...

hundred and nine grand.

[gasps] What? So we made 9,000 more?

Then we're getting the PA system
that my mom uses for political events.

Debit card.

Uh... [sighs]

Oh sh*t. Sorry.

Um, I forgot it at home.

It's fine, um,

just make the payment for the PA system
on behalf of Wendy as soon as possible.

Wendy, send her the link.

Excuse me. I, um... [clears throat]

...I need the bathroom.

Excuse me, sorry, Fikile?

You've been called
to the principal's office.

I guess the meeting's been adjourned.

Wait, Wade.

I'm sorry I had to reveal
all that stuff to your mom.

[sighs] I'm just glad it's over.

Yeah.

["Patience" by Ipeleng playing]

Um, I heard that you and Tahira broke up.

Wade...

was it because of me?

♪ I woke up... ♪

Maybe.

♪ One day ♪

♪ You were gone... ♪

You can go.

Puleng, stay.

Girls, both of you wait here.

Why the hell are the police here, Puleng?

- I've been trying to call you all morning.
- Well, obviously not hard enough.

Why are you in my periphery?

Just wanna make sure
you're coming to the celebrations tonight.

I don't do your crowd.

Me neither.
It would practically be incest.

Ew, that's gross. That's not what I meant.

[tuts] Wendy, come on, you're co-chair.
Besides, you owe me a date.

I paid handsomely for your bid.

Okay, fine,
I'll come to your stupid celebration.

♪ And I still haven't worn your clothes... ♪

[Vaans] I should warn you.

Not answering truthfully will be seen
as interfering in a state investigation.

Again,

was the DNA test tampered with
by your mother or not?

[exhales]

We need you to say it.

Yes.

[woman] So you are Phumelele Khumalo?

♪ The more I see that you're ghost... ♪

I'm Fikile Bhele.

My mother adopted me legally.

[Vaans] But around the same time
you were adopted,

news about the missing baby Phume
was all over the media.

[breathes deeply]

[Vaans] Fikile, my girl,

surely you know that your mother
knows something about it?

♪ We're living in a hellhole ♪

[scoffs]

[Puleng] Fikile?

What was that? You lied in there.

Are you f*cking kidding me?
I thought we had a deal, Puleng.

- We did but...
- But what?

Is this about KB's track?

About the kiss?

Is that why you did this?

Do you really think I'd betray you
for something that petty?

- Then why?
- My dad is still on trial for this.

What would you do if it was you, hmm?

I love my parents, Fikile.

Just as much as you love yours.

I won't apologize for that.

[hip-hop music playing]

Hey, yo.

Celebration's later on tonight.

Reece?

What's wrong with you?

First you forget
to update the budget sheet,

then you practically froze
and lied to Wendy about the debit card.

- What's up with that?
- Ferreira skipped town.

Yeah, he resigned.

[sighs] No, he skipped town
with our money.

What are you talking about?

He stole the committee's money, Chris.

What?

How?

How?

So you know I was

raking it in with my side business?

Well, I was, um...

I was seriously raking it in,
and I couldn't keep everything at home.

And if I opened an account,

how would I explain
where all of the money was coming from?

What did you do, Reece?

I spoke to Ferreira, and he suggested
that I should launder the money.

He basically threatened me.

- f*cking ass.
- Come on, Reece!

Please don't tell me you mixed your money
with the money in the committee's account.

It was a genius idea, Chris.

Okay, I was going
to take it out eventually.

I didn't know that Ferreira was a snake,
and now he's gone with everything.

sh*t, Reece!

And Wendy... [sighs]

I put you on as treasurer.
I vouched for you.

[exhales]

I never tried to take anything
from the committee, I promise.

That doesn't matter now.
We... we have to go to the police.

I can't!

I'll have to tell them
I was selling dr*gs. Please, Chris.

[scoffs] Okay, fine.

No police, then.

But you'll have to do something
much worse.

[music stops]

You'll have to tell Wendy.

[tense music playing]

The police were at school today.

[Nwabisa exhales]

I thought you said...

[in Xhosa] ...you and Puleng had a deal.

[in English] Mama,
if we're gonna deal with this soon,

we need to do it as a family.

So you have to tell Dad.

Yeah. Yeah, sweetheart. I will.

Was that the police just now?

[sighs]

Um, without saying too much,

Fikile's life is changing
right before her eyes,

and I don't know
how she's going to handle it.

Mm, I'll follow up.

[phone line ringing]

Detective Vaans speaking.

[Janet] Hello, Detective.

M... my name is Janet Nkosana,

and I'd like to come in
and speak with you immediately.

This is regarding the...

uh, the Khumalo baby.

[siren blaring]

[principal] I cannot believe
what I heard today, Wade,

this nonsense you got up to with Puleng.

[whimpers] Eh, it wasn't nonsense, Mommy.
[splutters]

She was looking for her sister.
I wanted to help Puleng.

By visiting a maximum security prison?

Breaking into the bursar's office
or going on escapades to dangerous places?

The worst thing is
I knew nothing about this.

["I've Seen It All"
by YoungstaCPT & Ganja Beatz playing]

How do I know you two
aren't up to something else?

[whimpers] We're not, Mommy, I swear.

♪ They taking the house
They repossess it and auction the cars ♪

♪ Man, I've seen it all ♪

♪ It is a movie, its Ste-Kenikor
I done seen princes turning to frogs ♪

♪ I done seen princesses who became whores
Man, I've seen it all... ♪

I really hope there's nothing else,
Wade, because...

♪ Now he's in a mob
Man, I've seen it all ♪

♪ It is so easy for us to get lost
That's why I'm trying to be in a mask... ♪

Don't forget.

You are not
like those other kids at Parkhurst

whose parents can buy their way
out of anything.

I might be the principal of the school,
but we could lose everything

if we step on the wrong toes.

♪ What was the cause? ♪

♪ I know it's the past
But I've seen it all ♪

♪ I've been in the cold
I've been in the frost ♪

♪ I've been in a warm
I've been in the dark ♪

♪ I've been in the light
We switching it up ♪

♪ I've seen good days ♪

♪ Fixate on you ♪

♪ I don't debate with you ♪

♪ I look a way for you ♪

♪ Team player... ♪

[Chris clears throat]

So, what do you think?

It's not what you expected, right?

When you said we must
meet you at GrandWest,

I thought you were taking us
to some nightclub filled with drunks

and identity-hungry teenagers,
but this will pass.

[Tahira chuckles]

Mm, finally!

What took you so long, bitch?

Mm! Have a seat. Have a seat.

- Uh-uh. Reece, come on.
- Hm? Mm.

Oh, f*ck you, man.

- [Wendy] Did you get the link that I sent?
- [Reece] Hm?

Tell me you made payment.

Um, sorry, no business talk,
at least not until we're on Reece's level.

[pops]

[Chris] To a great night and new friends.

♪ Only wanna do ♪

♪ My best ♪

♪ Learning to love you ♪

["Watch Out" by Tetu Shani playing]

[Chris] Tahira, so they say you wanna...

So what you're looking for is...

Hey, guys.

Uh, where's Fiks?

Where's KB? I haven't seen him.

Or maybe the two of them are...

Uh, how do you still not know

that your girlfriend makes a point
of being fashionably late?

And KB's studying.

[Reece scoffs]

Mm, whatever.

[Chris] Can I pour you a glass?

You guys do know
it's all-you-can-drink, right?

♪ You've got tears with no end, end, end ♪

♪ What do you want tell me now... ♪

[Wendy] Okay. Slow down, Chris.

It's bubbles.

[Chris] Come on.
We came out to party, right?

Yes! Yes!

Tahira, let's go!

- Whoo!
- Okay.

[Chris laughs]

♪ Watch out... ♪

[Reece murmuring]

♪ Watch out ♪

[sighs]

Nwabi, I just heard on the radio...

[exhales]

[in Xhosa] Are you okay?

It's just a headache.

Sorry, sweetheart.
Listen, we might have load shedding.

I want to switch on the generator.
I'll be back.

[sighs]

[exhales]

[doorbell buzzing]

[tense music playing]

[doorbell buzzing]

Listen, we've run out of petrol.

It's all gone.
And why on earth aren't you answering...

[in English] Nwabi?

Nwabisa?

[loud clank]

Oh please.

- [doorbell buzzing]
- [Brian] Hello?

[gasps]

[shushes]

- [Fikile panting]
- [Brian] Yeah, uh, come in.

- [Fikile whimpers]
- Shh!

[Fikile pants]

I didn't do anything wrong.

Detective Captain Vaans,
and this is Detective Sergeant Petersen.

- Mr. Bhele?
- Yes.

What's this about?

[indistinct radio chatter]

You are under arrest for kidnapping
and aiding in human trafficking.

- What?
- [gasps]

[Nwabisa] I need you to trust me.

[whimpers] We're gonna be okay.

[tense music rising]

Hey! What's going on?

- I did not do anything wrong, Bhelekazi.
- Just tell them it's a mistake, okay?

Nwabi? Nwabisa?

- Do you believe me? Please!
- I'm sorry, Ma.

[Fikile] No! Please leave my dad alone!

Calm down, Ms. Bhele.

[breathing heavily]

- [Vaans] Okay.
- [crying] No, please! Listen...

[Nwabisa] Leave my husband out of this.

[inhales] He's innocent.

[in Xhosa] Nwabisa,
what's going on with you?

[in English] Put the g*n down,
Mrs. Bhele, please.

I'm not leaving without my daughter.

- Mama.
- Nwabisa, please don't.

Really?

[tense music playing]

[breathes deeply]

[in Xhosa] Forgive me, my love.

[woman in English] Mrs. Bhele, don't!

- [in Xhosa] I made a mistake.
- Mama!

[Chris] Relax. She's fine.
Come on, let's go play.

You don't know how to bowl?

I can literally tell you
all the capital cities

of every country,
along with the presidents.

[chuckles] And yet,
you don't know how to bowl.

Come on. I'll teach you.

Of course I do.

[girl cheering]

You're so annoying.

Tell me something.

How do you do it?

How do you manage to go through school
when you party all the time?

When do you get to go home
and work and to spend time with family?

Did I hit a nerve?

Home is what you make it, Wendy.

My... my parents are in Mumbai.

I... I think.

Before that, they were in...

[chuckles] ...I'm not even gonna try
to pronounce it because it doesn't matter.

I... I see them maybe once a year
for Hanukkah if I'm lucky.

I'm so sorry, Chris.

- I didn't mean...
- It's fine.

As for school,

well, if you're a genius,
you don't really have to work hard.

[laughs]

[laughs]

["Euphoria" by Manana playing]

♪ I'm in a state of euphoria... ♪

[sighs] Wendy,
I need to tell you something.

Right now?

Yes.

The money is gone.

All of it.

What?

How?

- Um, she's not really sure. Um...
- Uh...

You know,
it's easy as clicking a fraudulent link

to an email or message,
and everything is gone.

All that money down the drain.
You know what? I need another drink.

I'm sorry. I couldn't get myself
to tell her everything.

You know Wendy. She'll wanna dig deeper.

[sighs]

[tense music playing]

[Vaans] Mrs. Bhele?

Mrs. Bhele, if you come out peacefully,
we can work this out.

Mrs. Bhele?

We need to know that you're okay.

If you don't say anything,
we will need to come in by force.

- I want to speak to Fikile.
- [breathes deeply]

[Vaans] Mrs. Bhele, let's just try...

- [shouts] I want to speak to my daughter!
- [shattering]

Please just let me talk to her?

[tense music continues]

[sniffles]

[sniffles]

Mama.

[inhales]

[music playing in headphones]

What's up?

[in Sesotho] Your Uncle Brian
and Aunt Nwabisa are being arrested.

[in English] Where are my keys?

Is Fiks okay?

[in Sesotho] She's the one who told me.
She said something about a g*n.

I don't know what's going on.

[in English] I'm coming.

[in Sesotho] No, study.

Okay? I'll let you know once I know more.

No, Dad.

[in English] The Bheles are family,
and Fiks is my best friend.

[in Sesotho]
Also, I haven't lost my car keys.

Okay, let's go.

[in Xhosa] You're all...

[sobs] ...I've ever wanted.

[in English] She needs to come out
of there now for her own good

before this goes all wrong.

[shuddered breathing]

[sniffles]

Um, Mama, I called Uncle Matla.
He's on his way, okay?

[in Xhosa] I want you to know...

[sobs]

...that your father and I

wanted you so much.

I know, Mama.

[in English]
I didn't do anything illegally.

[sobs] Mama, please just
come out of the room.

[in Xhosa] Do you believe me, Bhelekazi?

[in English] She needs to come out now.
We can't keep waiting.

[Nwabisa] Do you believe me, Bhelekazi?

[exhales, sniffles]

I believe you.

- You're Mama.
- [whimpers]

You took me to swimming lessons.

[sniffles]

Taught me how to do my hair and makeup.

And right now, I'm looking at my dad.
[sniffles]

He taught me to be a winner.

And when I had chicken pox,

he stayed home with me
for a whole week just to take care of me.

But, Mama,
if you don't come out right now,

[sniffles]

the whole world is gonna believe
what they're saying about you.

[sniffles]

[in Xhosa] Mama, please open the door.

[in English] Please! [sobs]

[sobs] Mama, please!

Please open the door.

♪ I want you to stay... ♪

[siren blaring]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[reporter] Mr. Molapo!

We need a comment.

[reporter 2] Mr. Molapo, is there
anything else you wanna tell us?

[in Sesotho] You're not going in.
Wait for me in the car.

They won't allow you in there.

But, Dad, I need to...

This isn't the time to argue.

- [reporter in English] Mr. Molapo!
- Please.

- [reporter 2] I need a comment.
- Is there anything else you wanna tell us?

[indistinct chattering]

[in English] Thank goodness you are here.

[in Xhosa]
I don't understand what's happening.

[in English] It's okay.
I'll take care of things.

Nwabisa, don't say a word
until I get to the police station.

Do you understand?

- I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry!
- What's going on?

[in Xhosa] You're hurting me, man!

[crying]

[in English]
Please tell them to stop this!

Tell them my mom and dad
did nothing wrong.

[sobbing]

It's okay, my dear. I'll take care of it.

Come spend the night with us.

- Karabo is in the car.
- [sobs] Okay.

♪ Take it all away... ♪

[Nwabisa crying]

[Brian arguing indistinctly]

I see Fikile's
in the school swimming team.

Yeah. She aims to go
to the Olympics one day.

- The Olympics?
- Yeah. That's when Chad was around.

I don't know about that anymore.

[in Zulu] Who's Chad?

[sighs, in English] Long story.

You know, you used to love the water
when you were younger.

But it seems like your love
for words was stronger.

[Puleng clears throat]

So... [clears throat]
...Fikile and her parents...

[in Zulu] ...what's she like with them?

If you're asking if she loves them, then

yeah, she does.

A lot.

[emotional music playing]

[sighs]

[speaks Zulu]

[in English] About this morning,

I didn't mean to upset you.

I was merely suggesting that as a family,
we should get some professional help.

- Keeping things in is not healthy.
- You seem to be fine.

[scoffs] There you go again.

- What is that supposed to mean?
- I know you cheated on Dad, Mom.

[gasps]

Are you going to deny it?
Like you've been doing this whole time.

It was a long time ago.

You persecuted Ubaba
for a crime that he didn't even commit.

Meanwhile, you've been...

[phone vibrating]

[sighs]

[phone beeps]

- I don't have time. I have to study.
- Puleng, can we... Can...

[sighs]

[phone chimes]

[KB] So like, what?

You're a Khumalo now?

They still have to do some tests
to make sure, but

yeah.

Puleng and I are most probably
definitely sisters.

This is insane.

[exhales] I've been thinking.

Whatever the results...

I'm a Bhele.

It's who I am.

What about my dad?

Did he know about this the whole time?

Puleng and I found some messages
between him and my mom, so...

Why wasn't he implicated?

The arrest was for kidnapping.

And Wade?

Why was he interviewed?

Apparently, he was, like,

Puleng's investigator sidekick
the entire time.

[gasps]

This whole time?

♪ I've been lost in your affection ♪

♪ To seek you past this breath... ♪

Your boyfriend is here to see you.

KB.

What are you doing here?

- Mom says you have five minutes...
- Siya.

[in Zulu] Get out, please.

[sighs]

[in English] I won't be long.

Fiks told me everything.

Even about Wade
and how he's been helping you.

That's why you two
were always together, right? Hanging out?

Why didn't you tell me?

It doesn't matter now.

Yeah, but I accused you
of doing all those things behind my back.

[sighs] I didn't know how to tell you, KB.

Your dad is the Bheles' lawyer.

I still would have supported you.
You're my...

Were my girlfriend.

Anyway,

I just wanted to say sorry for...

What?

KB?

[music continues indistinctly]

This is a photo of my mom, Puleng.
Why do you have it?

[tense music playing]

Why?

♪ I was always ready for respect ♪

[song ends]