03x07 - Episode 7

[bunniefuu]

‎[birds chirping]

[Phumzi] Okay my baby, I'm going to him.

[chuckling] Okay.

‎[soft music playing]

-Mo?
-[cutlery ch*nk]

-Good morning.
-[sniffs]

‎[grunts]

Hey, morning.

Hi.

I'm speaking to Simon

and he said
we should bring you coffee in bed.

-[chuckling] So there you go.
-[chuckles]

Here.

‎[huffs]

[in Zulu] Don't get burned.

[in English] Yeah, I'll be good.

Do you want to say hi?

Yeah, sure. [exhales]

[Phumzi] Okay.

‎[calm music playing]

‎[exhales]

Hey big guy.

‎Hi Dad, did you like the coffee?

Yeah, thank you for the coffee, man.

I'm sure you make
better coffee than your mum.

‎Definitely

I hope I'll see you soon, you know.

So we can spend time together.

‎Hope to see you soon.

-Maybe go fishing.
-[calm music continues]

Yeah, catch a big one, you know.

Or play video games.

‎That would be great.

I hope someday
you'll understand why we have to fight.

I fight for the love of family.

And preservation of our name.

You know your mother
and I have shielded you all your life.

Protecting you from the big, bad world.

But you're a Masire, you know.

‎I know Dad.

You're built to be tough.

Don't forget that.

Alright then, I love you, man.

‎Love you too Dad.

Bye.

‎[soft music shifts to pensive]

-[disconnection tone]
-That sounded like a goodbye.

I hope not. [exhales]

You know, I hope our son
grows up with a warrior in him.

He most definitely will.

He is his mother's son.

-Well. [chuckles, sighs]
-[sighs]

[inhales] Wait, but I still
make better coffee, right?

-Yeah.
-Right?

-Yeah?
-Yeah sure.

[laughing] Okay.

‎[thrilling theme music plays]

‎[phone ringing in the distance]

‎[soft music plays]

Nothing like this African sun.

Last night could have been a lot worse.

I didn't come here to stress you out.

‎[Isador sighs]

I know I'm not a man of many words, but…

I think you kind of had me beat right now.

‎[pensive beat plays]

Hello! Morning.

What's up, brother?

What's good?

[sighs] That coffee looks like a…

good idea.

You want anything else?

I'm okay.

‎[utensils ch*nk]

‎[kisses]

‎[Mo sighs]

Are you okay?

Me?

[sighs] I'm alright.

How about you?

I've been having some bad dreams,

but I'm okay.

You know, I've been sitting here thinking…

about where we are.

The lives lost, the chaos.

Just so I can keep this baby.

-Do you think I'm selfish?
-[pensive music builds]

I don't know.

What I do know is that the Masires
have been sacrificing more for less.

For money, wealth,

status and power.

We've been climbing up
the ladder without asking any questions.

But finally, here we are.

Coming together for the right reason.

To save an unborn child.

The best reason yet.

Do you think we can get it done?

The dreams I'm having are not just dreams.

I can see Salat.

-I can hear him.
-[car hoots in the distance]

When Oom was inside of me…

‎[pensive music continues]

we made a connection.

One way or another,

there's no hiding from this.

You could've k*lled him.

Yeah.

-Why didn't you?
-[pensive music shifts to apprehensive]

I don't just want to save this baby…

I also want to create
a world worthy for this child to live in.

A world with no curses.

No spirits.

We've been giving
to this mermaid for years.

Once we're done with the sacrifice,

this will be our last one.

This is it.

Once I hand Oom over to her,

she'll be sated.

There'll be no more curses.

No more spirits.

And that child,

won't just be your first child.

It'll be the first Masire
that is born free.

‎[music halts abruptly]

[in Zulu] Mogomotsi,
hurry up and come see here.

-Hurry up! Hey!
-[suspenseful music plays]

‎[Vero sighs]

[female reporter in English]
Full details of the attack

on Mollyvale Police Station

early this morning
are yet to come through.

But what we do know
is that six officers are deceased,

including the Inspector
for Priority Crime Investigation,

Gail Basia.

[reporter 2] This is absolutely tragic.

Inspector Basia, known
for cleaning up her department

and waging w*r against organised crime.

Denise, is there a possibility
it was a jailbreak of some kind?

[reporter 1] They are holding cells
so it could be, but somehow all cameras

and their recordings were disabled.

Computers have been wiped clean,

so there are no records
of who was being held.

What is alarming is that on earlier

reports there is some sort of brute force,

of blood markings
on the ceiling as well as the upper walls.

We'll continue updating
you as more info comes in.

Salat has escaped.

In style, it seems.

-So long, Gail Basia.
-[groans]

-Baby, what's wrong?
-[groans]

-[Isador] Talk to me.
-[Vero groans]

Contraction.

-Hang on.
-[exhales] Big one.

Yeah, but the baby's not due
for a few weeks, right?

-So we should go to the hospital.
-No.

We have to think about this.

Hey f*ck that thinking about it, Mo.

The baby's not due yet.

What do you want to do?

If we go to the hospital now,

we'll be caught or end up dead.

I'll take care of her.

We can deliver here.

My aunt's a nurse.

-[heaving] It's okay.
-You sure?

Yeah.

If Salat is alive, the baby won't make it.

[sighs] That's the deal.

What the f*ck you
talking about? What deal?

‎[suspenseful music plays]

What the f*ck?
What are we talking about? What deal?

‎[tense music plays]

[female reporter 1]
We've just learned that the m*ssacre

at Mollyvale Police Station
could be connected

to an early morning shootout
at a nearby beach.

The bodies of two men belonging
to the notorious RIP g*ng were found,

as well as the body
of a third yet-to-be-identified man.

‎-[heartbeat sounds]
‎-‎Whether these two events are connected…

-is yet to be confirmed.
-Uncle.

What is it?

[exhales] I assume
we need to rethink this plan.

I told you the plan.

Masires, all of them dead, tonight.

If we miss this meeting with the Mexicans,

the Masires will be the least
of our problems.

We'll do it in two units.

You get the RIPs to follow
the Masire's, take them out.

You and I, we wait for the coordinates
and meet up with the cartel.

I know where they are.

[in Afrikaans] Who?

[in English] The Masires.

I hid my phone
in their car, live location on.

We know where they parked.

‎[suspenseful music plays]

Hey, you got a sec?

Yeah, sure thing.

So, um…

this deal that, uh…

that Vero was talking about,
about our baby.

Do you believe any of that sh*t?

Sorry to say, but I do.

So what kind of deal is it?

I think it's the kind of thing
you should talk about with my sister.

She'll tell you what
she needs to tell you.

I'll tell you two things, though.

Take it easy on her,
and take her word for it.

It wasn't her fault.

Wha… [grunts]

What wasn't her fault?

Is this yours?

No… What wasn't her fault?

Like I said, it's complicated
and you should talk to her about it.

They're tracking us.

-Who?
-[apprehensive music plays]

Salat's boys are tracking us.

What? Tracking us here?

Yeah.

The f*ck?

‎[Vero sighs]

Hanging in there?

[exhales] The baby
is hanging in there by itself.

[Vero exhales] Thank you.

How long should it take, Aunty?

Contractions are still far apart.

An hour? A day?

No way to be sure.

But the baby will come.

Then we'd better get going.

[Vero tuts] Um…

I know where he lives.

Salat?

Yeah.

I was surprised
that he actually let us into his home.

‎[inhales]

I guess he feels very confident there.

Hubris.

We'll use it.

You still remember how to get there?

You're really going there?

We're really going after him.

‎[tense music plays]

[sighs] [in Zulu] My brother, wait.

You're telling me it's just the three
of us going after Salat?

That's the plan.

There's no plan there.

-[in English] It's gonna be four of us.
-[Lester chuckles]

-Isador?
-Yeah.

The contractions are getting stronger.

The baby's coming.

[in Zulu] Gents, the lasers
for these g*ns aren't working.

What are you saying?

I'm telling you.

‎Laser.

Laser beams.

What do you have in mind?

[in English] I have an idea.

Have I not been loyal?

‎-[Oom growls]
‎-[creepy music plays]

Have I not done

as you wished?

‎[eerie noises]

-I need to know.
-[eerie whispers]

Why weren't you at the warehouse?

‎[eerie whispering]

Why did you let me get caught?

If I knew you'd leave me behind,

I wouldn't have gone
in there with only a few men.

Straight into the hands
of those filthy Masires.

You let them take me.

You let them drag me away.

-Why?
-[ominous growling]

-I give.
-[Oom growls]

-[Oom rattles]
-And I give and I wait and I wait.

I do everything by myself

but when I have a question,
I expect an answer!

‎[ominous noises]

‎[creepy music intensifies]

‎[ominous growling]

Why are both kings down?

[in Tswana] Boss,

I have them.

How many?

-There's eight.
-[suspenseful music plays]

[in English] Yeah, good.

Salat?

You know the way to his house, right?

Sure.

[in Tswana] I don't know, sir.

The RIPs are all there.

There's a lot of them.

Once we go in there,
we're not getting out.

Maybe if we were going
with Isador it would be better.

Lester…

Lester, I'm not sure about him.

[in English] No, don't worry about it.

Isador's son is pulling up.

He'll be the right man
to keep the eyes on the house.

[in Tswana] This thing feels bad too.
It doesn't make me feel too good.

You don't feel good?

Nothing.

When was the last time
you felt good, Sting?

[in English] Yeah, maybe at the…

There you go.
Let's get the f*ck out of here, man.

Alright.

‎-[upbeat music plays]
‎-[engine revving]

[in Afrikaans] Gents.

[gangster] Boss.

-Uncle.
-We brought snacks for the road.

Carrim…

There you go.

Listen up.

We've got a very important meeting today.

With who? Your Mexican friends?

This isn't just another meeting.

Our shipment with the cartel's
tripled in size.

So if we pull this off,

all of our lives
will be sorted out forever.

But I have one problem.

[RIP thug 1] Yes?

That boy said sh*t went down last night.

Heard we lost some of our boys.

Yes, we did.

And that's part
of the reason I need your help.

[in English] I'm willing to pay
ten of yous really well.

Find the Masires and k*ll all of them.

[in Afrikaans] When do you want this done?

You have three hours.

f*ck!

But I don't just want them dead.

[in English] I want Mo
and Veronica Masire's heads

-delivered to me in bags.
-[Oom growls]

-And the rest?
-[tense music playing]

Well, if everything goes well,

make the rest of them watch
while you wrap up my two presents.

[in Afrikaans] Then k*ll them all.

‎-[eerie noises]
‎-[coughing]

-Mo, are you okay?
-[Mo] Yeah.

[Salat] March.

‎[apprehensive music plays]

[Mo in English] Where's Lester?

[Sting in Tswana] He's inside the house.

[Mo] Okay, let's go.

[Sting] Okay, cool.

‎[tense music plays]

‎[Mo grunts]

‎[tense music swells]

‎[Mo snuffles]

‎[Sting panting]

‎-[water running]
‎-[suspenseful music plays]

[in English] Are you okay?

‎[sighs]

Yeah, I'm good.

I'm good.

I just need to speak to everyone.

‎[gentle music plays]

‎-[exhales]
‎-[exhaling]

-Alright, listen, we have an issue.
-[music shifts to suspenseful]

Don't ask me how I know this.

Just take what I say as the truth.

Salat knows where we are

and he's sending some RIPs this way.

-To this house?
-Yeah.

[sighs] [in Zulu] It's heated now.

[in English] Okay, so what do we do?

[Mo] We've got two options.

We either leave
or we fortify and hold them off.

[in Xhosa] No ways.

What I know
is that I will not leave my house.

[in English] English, please.

She's not leaving her house.

What about Vero?

-The baby won't be long.
-[Vero exhales]

Will Salat be coming with them?

No, he has a meeting.

He's sending a unit.

Oh, yeah, the meeting with the Mexicans.

-That's today?
-[huffs]

Yeah, I must have lost track of time.

Where is he meeting them?

I don't know.

They'll send the coordinates
forty-five minutes before the meeting.

Does anyone know
how many RIPs are coming our way?

About ten.

I can handle that.

I've got hands that know
their way around a trigger.

Are we sure about this?

Find Salat.

Alright, let's split.

Let me see if I can find the meeting spot.

-Alright.
-Yeah.

[sighs] [in Zulu] Let me help you, Aunty.

Hey! Mogomotsi.

What?

‎Brother.

‎[breathing heavily]

[in Zulu] Are we good?

-I mean, me and you?
-[ammunition being assembled]

I don't know, we good?

I don't know, brother, you don't trust me?

Ah, don't take it personally.

Yeah, but brother, what's your problem?

[in English] Would you rather
I rot in jail?

-Of course not.
-[ammunition being assembled]

You did what you had to do, right?

Don't give me
this passive-aggressive sh*t, man.

You know what I'm talking about.

Listen here.

I don't want to hear this,
"I didn't have a choice" sh*t.

You had a choice.

People always have a choice.

They choose.

Yeah, your options
were a bit shitty, I'll admit that.

On the one hand,
you could have f*cked up with Gail.

On the other hand,
you could have f*cked up with us, right?

So you did what you had to do.

However you cut the sh*t,

you chose.

Yeah, okay, that's fine.

As long as we're good.

-Yeah, I said we're good.
-[ammunition being assembled]

‎-[Sting grunts]
‎-[tense music plays]

Some refreshments
for our hardworking boys!

‎[tense music continues]

Will you be home late tonight?

Yes, my love.

And put some bubbly on ice.

We'll have lots to celebrate.

Lovely.

I know you want Oom.

‎[mermaid eerie noises]

I know you have a battle of your own.

‎[eerie noises continue]

The spirit world
is not big enough for both of you.

Just like this world
is not big enough for two kings.

So help me.

‎[eerie noises continue]

Help me find him.

Tell me where he's going.

‎[eerie noises intensify]

‎[suspenseful music plays]

‎[phone ringing]

[Cassim] Hey, it's me.

What is it?

Coordinates for the meet-up.

Eight o'clock.

Good.

Share the location.

Destroy the phone.

Copy.

‎[disconnection tone]

‎[suspenseful music plays]

‎[suspenseful music plays]

You sure you're going
to be alright here, man?

I got my woman and my kid here.

There's no place on earth I'd rather be.

How many g*ns you got?

How many you need?

I'll take whatever you can spare.

Alright.

[Sting] Check that out.

You got anything from the sentry, bro?

[Sting chuckles] TIA, my man.

Try this out.

That's what we're talking about.

-[Sting] Yeah?
-Come on.

Come on.

Alright, give me that.

Let's go.

‎[tense music swells]

‎[g*n c*ck]

‎[tense music builds]

‎[gentle music plays]

[in Xhosa] I hope all
these g*ns filling my house are worth it.

[in English] Better safe than sorry.

Thank you for doing this.

We came into your home,
brought this to you.

[in Xhosa] I was also
once a student a long time ago.

[in English] We lived in a different time.

-[wistful music plays]
-Some things were the same, unfortunately.

Some things, well, they felt different.

I took to the streets with my friends
against the regime that wanted to end us.

There were bombs through windows,
g*nf*re, tear gas, explosions.

[in Xhosa] Sometimes, people got hurt.

Homes got destroyed.

But we knew what we were fighting for.

[in English] And none of it…

not the bombs, not the broken windows,

or the threats on our lives,

could stop us from fighting
for what we needed to fight for…

[in Xhosa] Our freedom.

[in English] Bricks and cement,
metal, and plastics…

-What breaks can be fixed.
-[wistful music continues]

[in Xhosa] Your best days are still ahead.

Mine are behind me.

But my duty isn't done.

Not with my niece.

[in English] Not to any
of you young people.

If this is where
your freedom must be fought,

then…

I'm glad my home will be able to help.

What does that mean?

[exhales] She says she's happy to help.

‎[suspenseful music plays]

Good luck for your meeting.

Thank you, my love.

I'm so proud of you.

What do you want for dinner?

Steak.

Steak?

Raw and bloody.

I'm in the mood
for something that tastes alive.

‎-[kisses]
‎-[exhales]

How's she doing?

‎[gentle music plays]

So far, so good.

I'll be back in five minutes.

‎[exhales]

‎[breathing heavily]

I'm sorry.

For what?

For not being truthful with you.

Look, I don't know how to explain

this in a way that makes sense but, um…

I haven't always shown it.

But every child I've lost,

I lost a piece of me.

I lost a piece of you.

‎[music shifts to nostalgic]

‎[exhales]

I learned to take lives for my country.

And then I did it for power and money.

So, who am I to judge?

[inhales deeply] All I know
is you are my queen.

And this is our baby.

And I love you.

‎[sighs]

‎[suspenseful music plays]

Hi.

Didn't the academy teach you
never to sneak up on a guy loading a g*n?

-Oh, wow.
-[music shifts to wistful]

-Missed that chapter?
-[chuckles]

‎[sighs]

‎[Mo exhales]

I have to do this, you know.

But you shouldn't be around for it.

My son still needs his mother.

And I need my son to stay alive.

If the house is not defended,

and these people
succeed in getting what they want,

Simon Junior won't be safe
in Jo'burg or anywhere else.

He's a Masire, Mo.

Come back to me.

Come back to us.

Okay?

‎[wistful music intensifies]

You promise?

Yeah.

-I promise.
-Okay.

‎[apprehensive music plays]

[chanting sounds]

[chanting spells]

[chanting sounds]

-[Isador] You okay?
-[exhales]

You got this… What do you need?

-[groans]
-Okay, alright. Alright.

Nomasonto, please, hurry!

Thank you.

-Just… sit. Come on.
-[Nomasonto] Sit here.

Come on, baby.

-Come on.
-[panting]

‎[grunting]

[Isador] You're good.

‎[heaves]

-You got this, okay?
-[panting]

-I love you. Take care of her.
-Okay.

-Okay.
-[Vero groans]

‎[groans]

There you go.

[Nomasonto] We're going
to do this together, my love.

‎-[groans]
‎-My niece tells me

‎-you're the strongest woman she ever met.
‎-[panting]

Now I want you to show me.

-Right?
-Yeah.

You're going to be okay, my love.

You're going to be okay.

Okay.

‎[suspenseful music plays]

Stop here.

‎[suspenseful music builds]

It says we're here.

What the f*ck?!

-Boss, I think that…
-Wait! Don't move!

-They're just being cautious. Nobody move.
-[g*ns c*ck]

-[yells] This is unnecessary!
-[tense music playing]

We're here for business,
so let's do business.

‎[tense music continues]

[chanting]

-That's it. That's it.
-[groans]

-Push, push, push!
-[panting]

‎[groans]

That's it.

‎[anticipatory music plays]

[sighs] What have we got?

We've got, um, two Arborettas,
a GL*CK, shotgun, and the M4.

-Ammunition?
-[inhales]

I've got enough
for you to miss each guy five times.

Or hit them five times.

That too.

How does it feel?

-Nostalgic.
-[anticipatory music swells]

‎Yeah.

-Yeah.
-[music fades]

It's going to be a long night.

[Salat] I'm not understanding
the reason for this.

Our system's been running smoothly

for years.

We are right on track
and have what you're expecting.

So if you have any concerns,
let's sort it out face to face.

‎[suspenseful music plays]

Big brother Masire,
what are you doing here?

Business.

I've got f*ck all business with you.

I've got f*ck all business with you.

No, but there is a pressing matter

of a supernatural nature
that needs to be dealt with.

Oom and the mermaid
want to have a little dance.

What do you think they're talking about?

So like, I can't see clearly.

[in Zulu] I don't know, my man.
[in English] I'm also not seeing.

I'm not sure what your intention
is with this little spiritual showdown.

But your timing is sh*t! Really sh*t.

And I don't think my Mexican
friends will appreciate this disruption.

They'll be here any minute.

-Don't count on it.
-[suspenseful music continues]

They won't be coming.

You're lying.

Am I?

‎[suspenseful music intensifies]

-Is this the house, bro?
-Yeah.

Looks very quiet.

-Let's make some f*cking noise.
-[tense music builds]

What did you do?

The coordinates you got?

They were from me.

I got you right where I want you.

-Push, you're getting there.
-[Vero groaning]

-Push, my baby, push.
-[Vero panting]

-Push, push, push!
-[groans]

Yes, push!

‎[thug 2] Come, come. Let's go.
‎That way, gentlemen.

‎You follow me.

-Push, Vero! Push!
-[Vero growls]

Yes, push!

Push! Push!

‎[tense music plays]

I've done business
with those Mexican vatos.

They're very finicky about time.

Needless to say,
you're in sh*t, my friend.

Oom didn't tell you, huh?

Of course he didn't f*cking tell you
because he doesn't give a sh*t about you.

Or your f*cking cartel.

Now, let's get the chit-chat
out the way and get this party started.

‎[Oom growls]

[in Zulu] Hey, man.

Do you see what I see?

‎[eerie noises]

‎[Mo yelps]

[whispers] What the f*ck is that?!

Oh, sh*t.

There are sn*pers.

Open fire!

-[Vero groans]
-[Nomasonto] Push! Push!

-Push, Vero, push.
-[groans]

One more push, Vero.

‎Aunty [panting]

-Push!
-[panting]

Push!

‎Get down.

‎[tense music continues]

[Oom growling]

‎-[Mo yells]
‎-[Oom growling]

‎[Oom grunting]

Yes, push! Push, Vero.

-Push!
-[Vero grunts]

‎-[g*nshots]
‎-[tense music continues]

‎[groans]

‎[groaning]

‎[Oom growling]

‎[growling]

‎[Oom growling]

‎[chains clanging]

‎[growling]

‎[screams]

‎[sentimental music plays]

‎[tense music plays]

‎[phone rings]

‎[phone continues ringing]

‎[tense music swells]

Moving! Cover me.

‎Go! Go!

[indistinct chatters]

sh*t!

‎[grunts]

‎Cover me!

-Push!
-[Vero groans]

-Push! Push!
-[yelps]

‎[pants]

[Mo] This realm
was mine before it was yours.

-[growls]
-Back when man was but a dream.

When power came
from the seas and from the sky.

-But yours…
-[rumbles]

‎it comes from the greed of man. [panting]

It comes from weakness and deceit.

-You have no power!
-[growls]

[yells] You have no place!

Sacrifice yourself.

Sacrifice yourself to me.

-Sacrifice yourself now!
-[tense music builds]

‎-[Mo grunts]
‎-[growling continues]

-Sacrifice for me!
-[growling]

‎[tense music continues]

‎Run.

-[panting]
-[in Zulu] Lester! Man!

‎[Lester groans]

‎[grunts]

Dude, are you okay?

-Hey!
-Man, I'm begging you.

[in English] Save… Save Mo.

-[panting]
-Sure.

[faintly] Save Mo.

-Enough.
-Tell Mo…

[panting] I'm sorry for what happened.

What I did with Zaza.

-What?
-I'm sorry about Letlotlo.

‎[coughs]

‎[groans]

[panting] Hold on.

Hold on, man.

‎[Lester groaning]

‎[music shifts to somber]

‎[in Zulu] Hey you.

[in English] For Leon, m*therf*cker.

‎[engine rumbles]

‎[tyres screeching]

[Salat] Wait, wait.

Wait, wait!

‎[apprehensive music plays]

Okay this…

This wasn't my fault.

I was tricked by the f*cking Masires.

I've got everything here.

All of your cash is in the van.

This was a small mistake.

It will never happen again.

You're right.

It won't.

[yells] Wait!

Check the back.

‎[apprehensive music continues]

[in Spanish] It looks like it's all here.

‎[Mo grunts]

‎[Oom growls]

-Sacrifice for me!
-[Oom growls]

‎[Mo screams]

‎[tense music plays]

‎[Oom growls]

‎-[Mo howls]
‎-[Oom growls]

‎[mermaid screeches]

‎[in Xhosa] Finally!

‎This realm is mine.

‎-Go.
‎-f*cking fools

I can see the head, push.

Push! Push!

Push Vero, push! Push.

‎[cries]

‎We've got to surround them.
‎They're not going anywhere.

‎[tense music fades]

‎[objects clattering]

‎[tense music restarts]

‎f*ck, I'm hit.

‎[g*nsh*t]

‎[pulls trigger]

King!

King! [panting]

‎[sad music plays]

Wake up. [panting]

No, no, no.

Wake up!

‎[pants]

‎[Sting gasps]

[yells] Mogomotsi! [pants]

King, come on.

[yells louder] King!

‎[sad music plays]

‎[birds chirping]

[customer care lady]
Do enjoy your flight, sir.

[man 1] Thanks.

‎[indistinct flight announcement]

[customer care lady] Next, please.

-[Keneilwe] How are you?
-I'm good! How are you, ma'am?

-Good, thank you… Here's my passport.
-Where are you flying to this morning?

San Francisco.

‎-[effort grunts]
‎-[indistinct flight announcement]

[customer care lady] Thank you.
Enjoy your flight.

Thank you so much.

‎[sentimental music plays]

[customer care lady]
Morning, sir! How are you?

Where are you flying this morning?

[man 2] San Francisco.

San Francisco… Okay.
Can I please have your ID?

‎-[man 2] Here it is.
‎-[customer care lady] Thank you.

Just make sure
you've scanned your luggage.

Which building?
You want that building over there?

Or that one?

Talk to me.

Or you going to just act like a baby, huh?

-Hm.
-Oh-oh!

Is that what you want, hmm?

Is that what you want, baby?

Tell me that's what you want.

[kisses] You're looking at your mum?

-You're looking at your mum?
-[Vero] Hi.

You came out of her.

You know that, right?

Oh, who's the man?

She got your personality.

‎[laughs]

[Isador] She's stubborn.

So what we're going to do…

We're going to buy all that for you.

-You got that?
-You gonna get it?

-Get that, I got it.
-Okay.

Oh, she's calling for you.

You want your mum?

-Yes, I want my mum
-You set her up to take…

‎-Say yes.
‎-…care of you.

-You set her up so she don't love me.
-Yes, I want my mum.

You want your mum?

You want your mum?

You must tell your daddy
you want your mum, right?

[in Tswana] Right?

Hey, baby?

[suspenseful music playing]

I don't need this sh*t.

[in Spanish] Hello, sir…
My name is Maria.

Rosa is sick today… She sent me.

‎-[g*nsh*t]
‎-[tense music plays]

‎[breathing heavily]

It's okay, sweetheart.

Alright, my love.
You're going to lie here for a bit, okay?

Mummy's coming back now-now.

I'll be back now-now.

Hey.

Hey, I'll be back now.

[whispering] Okay, baby?

Alright, see you now.

‎[suspenseful music plays]

[Vero] Isador?

[yells] Isador!

‎[glass clattering]

‎[sentimental music plays]

[Kenielwe] Stop, stop, stop.

[yells] Vero!

Vero!

[panting] Vero!

-Ma'am. Ma'am, I'm sorry.
-What?!

-Ma'am you…
-No!

-You can't go any further.
-Why are you blocking me?

Why are you blocking me?

-Ma'am.
-[voice breaking] Don't…

-My sister lives there!
-Ma'am!

And she has a baby.

Vero Masire is my sister.

-Ma'am.
-I have my niece in there.

I'm sorry to be
the one to have to tell you this,

but your sister and her partner are gone.

I'm so sorry, ma'am.

[yells] Gone where?

Gone where?

-Hey!
-[panting]

-We found something.
-[Keneilwe] What?

She was in a panic room.

[Keneilwe panting] Is she alive?

-You're kidding.
-Mm-hmm.

[Keneilwe whispers] Is she? Hi.

Is this your niece?

[sobbing] Yes.

This is my niece.

Hey, baby.

Hi, baby. [sobbing]

‎[baby cooing]

No.

‎[tense music fades]