[pop music playing faintly]
[gasps]
[panicked breathing]
[ominous music playing]
[gasps]
[muffled shouting]
[panicked breathing]
♪ I don't wanna go under ♪
[Nwabisa in Xhosa] My child.
[breathing heavily]
[in English] Sweetheart, are you okay?
[in Zulu] I'm fine, Mama.
[in English] It was just a bad dream. [pants]
[Nwabisa] Okay, then. Goodnight, sweetheart.
[Puleng] I can't sleep, Zama.
[dogs barking in distance]
I mean, it's been, what?
Almost three weeks.
And she still hasn't said anything to me about it.
[engine idling in distance]
A friend?
[engine revs, retreating]
[Zama] Friend?
[dogs continue barking]
[Puleng] Nothing.
[Zama] Look, I get what you're saying.
[in Zulu] But even I can barely believe what you've told me.
[in English] Can you just try and imagine what she's feeling?
[exhales]
[Puleng] You know, a few weeks ago, I was kind of ready to let it all go.
[computer whirring]
Then someone broke into my house and stole my laptop.
What they said about my dad in court…
Don't tell me you believe all that about Julius, do you?
[pop music continues faintly]
[breathes deeply]
[speaking Zulu]
[Puleng] What I know is
our family has been living with this trauma for 17 years.
And now, it could finally all be over.
[phone chimes]
[in Zulu] No matter what I think of Fikile
or what my dad did…
[whooshing sounds]
[in English] …doesn't change the fact that…
[panting]
Fikile…
[in Zulu] is my mother's daughter too.
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
[singer vocalizing]
[clock ticking]
[sighs]
[door opens]
[woman gasps]
[in Xhosa] Leaving already?
-[in English] No, I was just… -[exhales sharply]
[in Xhosa] Sit so we can start.
[woman] Whoo!
[in English] So…
I am Janet Nkosana.
[Janet sighs]
Your school-mandated counselor.
Want a snack?
["Call Me Up" by IV4 playing]
♪ It's been a while since Sunday ♪
♪ Floating in a silver lining ♪
♪ Maybe it's a dream ♪
♪ Break it down I feel it calling, I need it ♪
♪ Face to face, now I see it ♪
♪ Hand in hand, yes, I love it Break my walls, give it to me ♪
♪ Calling me up again ♪
♪ I believe I'll be enough for you ♪
Hey. Sneaking off again, huh?
[chuckles] Back to school, remember?
♪ I believe I'll be enough for you ♪
-[phone buzzing] -[Siya] Sis Puleng?
[Puleng groans]
[Siya in Zulu] Puleng, wake up! Mom said you have to wake up.
-[in English] Sis Puleng? -Siya, go away. [groans]
Go away, Siya.
[phone buzzing]
[Siya scoffs]
Oh! So, is KB your boyfriend now?
Hey, guess who's back from the grandparents, huh?
[in Zulu] You're so irritating.
[exhales sharply] So,
how was Lesotho?
Awful, man. I couldn't wait to get back here.
Why would that be?
[chuckles] Missed my skateboard.
I'm so glad the two of you could be reunited.
I'm kidding. I miss my muse, you know.
-Are we really back to that? -[KB chuckles]
We never stopped.
I would have been back a whole lot sooner, but my dad kept pressing me
about staying longer, so…
-[radio plays in background] -[spits]
But at least I found a way to
pass time.
[radio continues]
Hold up. Hold up. Do you hear that?
Hear what?
[KB] Hey.
[volume increases]
[radio DJ] …the viral teenage sensations from Parkhurst High.
Their names are Zhero and KB,
and they've got a song called "I Need You."
[both chuckling]
[KB] Yeah.
[music continues]
[car horns honking]
[Reece] Mom!
[in Afrikaans] Don't forget I'll be late tonight.
[microwave whirring]
[in English] Mom!
Mom?
[Philippa in Afrikaans] Morning, honey.
[in English] Lunch money's on the table, and I'm warming some porridge.
Don't look at me like that.
I'm a hairdresser, not a millionaire.
[drawer opens]
[pensive music playing]
[breathes deeply]
If you don't want the money, you can just leave it.
My stress level's already through the roof.
You haven't taken your pills again.
I don't need them anymore.
[microwave timer dings]
Don't! [whispers] It's too loud for the children.
[emotional music playing]
Hey.
Hey, it's okay.
It's okay.
[clock ticking]
[clock ticking continues]
Aren't you supposed to ask me stuff?
Oh, I'm just being intimidating,
so you don't lie to me.
-Is it working? -What?
[laughing]
I'm just kidding.
When are we talking about Chad?
Coach Morgan.
This is about me getting to know you.
So I can figure out how to help you.
[clock ticking continues]
So let's talk about Puleng Khumalo.
Dad, your haircut is better. Mom!
What? I just wanted to try something different.
-[Siya] But now you look like a boy. -[Julius] It looks very nice, Thandeka.
-You're late. -She was talking to KB.
-Ah, ah, ah! Stop it. -Mom.
Good morning.
-I have to catch the bus. -[knock at door]
Your father's greeting you, aren't you going to greet him?
-[in Zulu] Good morning. -[door opens]
How did you sleep?
[clears throat]
[Siya in English] Uh, Mom? Dad?
Uh…
Siya, why don't you go to your room and get packing for school?
[in Zulu] Go, son.
[officer] Is this the Khumalo household?
Yes, I'm Julius Khumalo.
I'm looking for the parents of Puleng Khumalo.
What is this about?
This serves as a notice to Puleng Khumalo
that an interim protection order has been processed by the court
on behalf of Fikile Bhele and her parents Brian and Nwabisa Bhele.
According to the regulations of the Protection from Harassment Act…
[continues muffled]
What did she say?
♪ It feels like home ♪
Are you sure Zama's into all of this?
Mark, there's plenty for her to be into.
You trying your luck 'cause you ain't on the chick court?
Ooh! Get a room.
-You wanna join? -No. Gross.
[chuckles]
Listen, Fiks has been ghosting me online. Have you heard from her?
[sighs] No.
[chattering]
KB.
Hey, KB.
Heard your song on the radio this morning.
Could we take a selfie?
[camera shutter clicking]
-[girl 1 chuckles] -[girl 2] Thanks.
Hey, are you and Puleng together or…
Yeah. Excuse me, ladies.
[mouthing]
Hey, KB, can I get a selfie too?
-[both laugh] -Very funny.
-Hey. -How's it going, man?
Are you still touched about last term?
Let's go.
Sorry, guys.
[dance music playing]
I'd like to thank all of you for keeping the magazine running while I was away,
but I am back now.
[student clears throat]
[whimsical music playing]
All I'm saying is that the school has been so negative lately.
-That's your fault. -Oh.
[softly] Wow.
But we have an opportunity to turn that around,
and as chief editor--
[Leigh-Ann coughs loudly]
What?
Uh, Wendy, maybe we can just slow things down a bit.
It's just that we really need a direction, and you--
We have a new chief editor.
And if you ask me, I think we're better off--
-Hey. -Don't be so mean.
Who?
Is it you?
[whimsical music continues]
[Wendy] Who?
[Wendy whimpers]
[spluttering]
Wendy, um…
[splutters]
Congratulations.
[whimpers]
This is unprecedented for the school.
Puleng, is there any truth to these allegations?
-Please don't insult my daughter. -I am not--
They go to the same school!
How do you expect Puleng to keep her distance from this girl?
Mrs. Daniels…
I know there's been trouble between Fikile and me…
but she's making all of this up.
Be that as it may,
I'm afraid
I am bound by the law in all of this.
And what does that mean, exactly?
Are you telling me that Puleng can't come to school?
Thande.
The Bheles have also requested a meeting with me,
but as far as I can tell, they've merely lodged an application.
[muffled, fading] The final decision will only be made…
[in Zulu] My child.
Are you sure about this?
[exhales]
[car door opens]
[motorcycle engine revs]
[high-pitched sound]
-[sighs] -[bell ringing]
[secretary] Drop off your birth certificate at the bursar's office
before the end of the day.
Student tour guide details are on your schedule.
This policeman behind me was speeding.
As he gets around the corner, he decides to jump out…
What? No way.
[chuckles]
Um, thanks. So where can I find the…
-Sam, right? -Yeah?
-[sighs] Wendy Dlamini. -[door slams shut]
Let's go.
See you later.
Yeah.
Cool.
Oh no.
-[Wade] This can't be good. -What?
Fiks.
What did you tell them?
[in Zulu] Don't cause a scene.
[in English] Parkhurst is international…
[Julius in Zulu] What's going on?
[in English] Fiks, why are you doing this?
Um, you were saying?
[shushes]
[in Xhosa] Look here, my girl.
[in English] Stay away from my daughter.
You tell your little princess to stay away from my daughter.
Thande, don't.
Makhu. Walk away.
[in Xhosa] Fiks, what did you tell them?
The truth.
[in English] That you are Side Chick Chronicles.
You gave my name to the media.
You've been stalking me for an entire term.
-Now you try to feed me lies-- -What?
[Brian] What you're doing right now,
it's exactly why we need a protection order against you.
[tense music playing]
Nicole.
The bell rang five minutes ago. Get to class!
You too. I need to speak to your parents alone.
Class, now!
Let's just go to class, okay?
[tense music continues]
[exhales sharply]
[principal] Set an example, Tahira.
Yes, ma'am.
Hey.
Are you okay?
Welcome to Parkhurst.
Uh… [chuckles]
Hey, uh, what about my tour?
[sighs]
So, what just happened?
She knows.
I told her the truth end of term and…
Oh, um, I'm sorry. I didn't know.
Well, it's not like you've been speaking to me anyway.
Hi, Puleng.
-Um, hey. -Don't worry about Fiks.
Everyone says she's jealous 'cause she's not the school princess anymore.
-Leigh-Ann, what are you talking about? -You and KB are very famous now.
It's like what you said in your Side Chick Chronicles post.
It's out with the old and in with the new.
-We Stan. -Listen, I'm not Side Chick Chronicle.
Will you take a selfie with me?
I'm Team Kuleng all the way unless you guys have a different hashtag.
[teacher] Take your seats, please. The bell rang ten minutes ago.
[hip-hop music playing]
Puleng, where do you think you're going?
[teacher 2] A new term, a new day, and a new assignment.
[students groaning]
As part of the school's amended curriculum,
every week, you will be required to write an essay
on an African legend that changed the continent.
-I'm sorry about the magazine. -You could've warned me, Tahira.
I know. I'm really sorry.
Ma'am, are they all this clichéd?
Wendy, do you wanna swap with me?
I got Winnie Mandela. I know how much you love a raised fist.
-[students laugh] -[teacher 2] Mr. Ackerman.
Hey, Fiks.
I heard you took out a protection order against Puleng. Is that true?
[Fikile] Yes.
[KB] Reece? Reece!
Which one did you get?
Nana Yaa Asantewaa.
Now that's more like it!
[phone chimes]
[teacher 2] Phones away, please.
[bell ringing]
Fiks.
Did you really get a protection order against Puleng?
Do you realize how serious that is?
-Of course I do. -Are you fucking blind, bro?
Your girlfriend has harassed her ever since she got here, stalking her.
Everyone tried to warn you, but your dick's so far--
Chris, stop.
[teacher 2] Everyone to your next class.
Fiks, tell me what she did.
You guys were fine, and all of a sudden, everything is messed up.
Is it 'cause of the stupid article?
We all know Wendy did that.
Is it because she exposed you and Chad? You were sleeping with a married man.
-Is it 'cause you and I couldn't work-- -It's not about that.
KB, you should speak to Puleng about this.
Fiks. Fiks, come on, dude.
You and I have been friends a long time. Tell me what the fuck is going on.
[teacher 2] I won't say it again. To class now.
Let's go.
[hip-hop music playing]
-Hey, what the hell, man? -Shit. Sorry, sorry. Sorry about that.
[Sam] Hey, it's you.
The corridor chick.
You almost ran me over with your bike this morning.
Look, I was just trying to get your attention.
And I guess it worked.
So, what? You just walk around with a helmet in your hand?
-We have lockers, you know? -Speaking of lockers,
could you help me find mine?
Since I lost my tour guide this morning
-because of you. -Because of me?
Your big scene this morning.
I guess showing the new guy around just wasn't interesting anymore.
My name's Sam, by the way.
Hey, Sam. How are you? Great. Thank you. Let me see.
Your locker's downstairs, first floor, outside corridor.
You have a great day. Thank you.
We have class.
Mm-hmm.
Chill, dude.
All we need is another new kid at school.
-[coach] Let's go! Good pass! -[Nate] Come on!
This is too easy.
[coach] Stand and defend. Come on, ladies. Quickly, quickly!
Take the shot.
Okay, ladies, get ready!
Keep running, ladies!
Is that P? Wasn't it her in that video with that KB guy?
[in Afrikaans] Shut up, Nate.
[in English] Zama, training isn't over!
I'm on my period, coach!
You know, it's like she's deliberately choosing not to see the truth.
[in Zulu] Friend.
-[in English] Toss this bag around. -What?
It's Nate's.
Friend, you're threatening to turn Fikile's whole life upside down,
everything she's ever known.
On top of that, you're dating her ex, and he's suddenly a mini celebrity.
-Ugh! -Don't roll your eyes at me.
How did you think she was going to take it?
[sighs]
I hate when you're right.
-So all the time, right? -Which is almost never.
[chuckles]
[exhales sharply]
What if Fikile won't accept my word for it,
-and I have to force her to see the truth? -[in Zulu] How?
I don't know.
[in English] I need proof that Mr. Molapo's involved in this.
Right now everything is just a guess.
My laptop.
Someone from Mr. Molapo's firm broke into my house and stole my laptop.
I need to find them or find my laptop
and prove that Mr. Molapo had something to do with the break-in.
[in Zulu] Where do I start?
[in English] Hello. Your bae is the man's son.
You have all the access to him.
No, Zama, it's not like that with KB.
I think you need to tell him about this whole thing.
It's complicated.
Look at how Fikile reacted.
What would KB say?
I know.
I mean, I really love Kuleng.
Stop it.
-Pukeb? -[chuckles] Stop it.
Oh, but…
did I see you, Chris, and Mark the other night?
What's going on?
[whistle blares]
[Puleng] You're in a what?
["IXesha" by Lolo Zozi feat. Tony Bhasoni playing]
So, what's going on?
The magazine doesn't need me anymore. That's fine.
Because like Michelle, I'm "becoming."
Uh…
I need to be where I can have an impact.
Starting over. You know, owning my throne and whatnot.
Gotta go.
Uh…
Oh…
Okay.
Skrr, skrr. Move!
[phone line ringing]
Puleng's still not answering?
[Reece sighs]
Have you, um… [clears throat]
Have you ever thought that Fiks is maybe right about her?
I mean, just look at how much shit has happened since she got here, KB.
[gasping]
[high-pitched sound]
[breathing heavily]
[young Fikile screams] Mama!
-[gasps] -[high-pitched sound]
[exhales sharply]
[inhales sharply] Okay.
-[Sam] Watch out! -[gasps]
[Fikile] What the hell? Let go!
Hey!
-Stop it! -I'm so sorry!
-It was just a joke. -Let go of me!
[Chris] Get up!
-What are you doing? -Wait!
What the hell, man!
-What're you doing? What's wrong with you? -Chris, stop it! I said stop!
-I was just helping her. -Didn't look like that to me.
Fuck's sake, Chris, just stop!
[exhales sharply]
Look, I didn't need your help, okay?
And I'm fine. What's wrong with you?
Me? What's wrong with this guy? He keeps popping up everywhere you go.
Bro, I was just coming to train.
I just joined the swimming team.
I saw your girl over here, and I thought I'd play a joke.
I'm sorry about that, by the way.
It was a stupid joke.
-[in Shona] Stay away from me. Asshole. -[in English] What did you say to me?
It's only the first week of the last term.
Do you have any idea of the kind of trouble you're in, Mr. Ackerman? Sit.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
[Chris sighs]
I know the teachers give you preferential treatment,
but if you're not showing up drunk to swimming practice…
Yes, I know about that too.
You're beating up kids and making hideous videos of their families.
That stops now!
Yes, ma'am.
Enough already!
[breathes deeply]
Two things.
Number one, you will apologize to that boy.
And secondly, I have been trying to call your parents,
and all I get is voice mail.
Can I reach them any other way?
My parents are out of town, ma'am.
[knocking at door]
[Wade] Um, Mrs. Khumalo?
Yes.
I'm Wade, Puleng's friend from school.
My mother's Principal Daniels, and I…
I, uh…
That… that doesn't matter. Um…
Come in.
Oh, thank you.
[door closes]
[splutters] I came to check if Puleng's okay
since she left this morning.
What… what do you mean, she left this morning?
Oh, uh, nothing. Um…
I didn't mean this morning.
I just meant that--
Listen, my boy, it has been a very long day.
My daughter's not answering her calls, so what do you mean she left school?
[whimpers]
["Falling For You" by Silvastone playing]
♪ Complications ♪
♪ Too many situations ♪
♪ Ah yeah ♪
Hey, guys!
-Hey. -[Zama chuckles]
Glad you made it.
♪ Back and forth, it's too contagious ♪
-Hi. -Hey.
-Guys, this is lit, man! -[Reece] Yeah, it's all right.
How do you guys manage to do this every day so close to the end of the year?
-Don't your parents care? -Are you getting into trouble with Mommy?
No. My mom couldn't care less.
I thought of you guys.
The folks, they're taking holidays.
As long as I pass and they don't have to cut their trip short
to deal with it, they don't really care.
♪ I keep on falling for you ♪
Well, um, here's to "fucked-up parents." [sighs]
Fucked-up parents.
My parents are great. [chuckles] So…
Mark, shut the fuck up. Let's cheer.
Fine.
[all] To fucked-up parents!
[whooping]
♪ Go ahead and calculate ♪
♪ Come, boy, and concentrate… ♪
Didn't think you'd be one for therapy.
Needed to heal after your boyfriend punched me.
[chuckles]
He's not my boyfriend.
I know.
Just wanted to confirm.
[sighs]
Sorry about Chris, by the way.
He's a good guy. Just, um, a bit extra sometimes.
[both chuckle]
Last term, I made some bad decisions, trusted the wrong people.
Yeah, he shouldn't have hit you.
Maybe he should've. I mean, who's to say you can trust me?
[secretary] You may go in now, Fikile.
[dance music playing]
[Chris] Ah.
This is nice, isn't it?
What happened to your hand?
He beat up some kid for playing a joke on his other girlfriend.
-[Zama] What? -That's not exactly what happened.
-I thought he was attacking Fikile. -[Zama] Was he?
Babe, aren't you glad I'm standing up for my people?
[dance music continues]
Going to keep that dumb look on your face, or are you going to say something?
[scoffs] Do you need a tutorial or something?
I'm sorry. They were passing E around. Someone said you're the only one selling.
Maybe I was wrong.
Go away.
♪ I'm so into you ♪
♪ Do what you want me to ♪
♪ I can't get over you… ♪
[chattering]
[music continues]
-Excuse me, are you lost? -Hey, what the…
So you're Reece.
Hmm.
-Don't worry. I'm not your competition. -Fuck off!
-Uh-uh. Keep those. -I don't use this.
Not for you to use.
Okay, babe, look, I didn't mean to step on your territory or whatever,
but I saw a gap in the market.
-How much do you make off grass? -Call me "babe" one more time…
Okay. [chuckles]
You and I should really talk though.
How rude of me. I'm Lex.
You call me when you wanna make some real money, yeah?
No, wait, um…
["Ndinovalo" by Yallunder playing]
Hey.
[in Zulu] Staring at those pictures
won't make you editor of the magazine, young lady.
I'm not even scared of that look. Looking at me like that won't either.
Sorry, Ma.
I don't understand.
[in English] What am I doing wrong?
Wendy, you're only 17.
You just need to relax.
It's just a school magazine.
[sighs]
My point is that you lied to your team.
They don't trust you.
Your character is in question, not your cause.
But I made one mistake. [in Zulu] I said I'm sorry.
-Hmm. -You're supposed to be on my side.
"My side."
Whoever can be trusted with little can also be trusted with much.
Whoever is dishonest with little will be with much.
Please. Not the bible, Ma.
[chuckles]
My child…
[in English] …you need to read it more.
There's a lot of wisdom there.
You had a big stage. Big.
And you made a huge mistake.
-Maybe-- -[door opens]
Sorry to interrupt, Minister Dlamini, but your car's here.
-Thank you. -Okay.
Wait.
[sighs]
[footsteps approaching]
[sighs] You're supposed to be watching the meat.
[water gently splashing]
How are the counseling sessions going?
Janet Nkosana came highly recommended.
[in Zulu] Your mother and I…
[in English] …insisted that the school hire her.
Only the best for my daughter.
I'm so sorry for everything I've put our family through, Tata.
The last few weeks have been difficult for all of us.
I just feel like I don't know who I am anymore.
[Fikile sighs]
[Brian in Zulu] You know, the day you almost drowned as a child…
I was terrified that we would lose you.
You hit your head on the side of the pool.
Remember?
[inhales]
[in English] Well, you did.
And your mother and I are terrible swimmers.
But we both jumped into that bloody pool.
[in Zulu] You actually needed a blood transfusion.
[in English] Somehow your mother and I were not a match for you at all.
Apparently it happens.
Can you imagine loving someone so much and not being able to help them?
[in Zulu] Anyway, eventually you recovered.
[in English] And when you did, you jumped straight back into that pool.
And now, you're a champion swimmer.
[in Zulu] My daughter.
[in English] That's who you are.
Both of you weren't a match?
[Brian sighs]
[Fikile shuddered breathing]
[KB in Sesotho] You know I love you, right?
[in English] But this thing with Fiks taking out a restraining order,
that is some crazy shit.
And I know Fiks. She's not crazy.
-She wouldn't do that unless-- -Unless I'm a stalker.
No! No.
I mean, you have been off for a while.
And I just… I feel like you're hiding something from me.
And I hate lies, Puleng.
So straight up, what is it?
-KB-- -No more being vague, Puleng, all right?
None of that "you wouldn't understand" bullshit.
I've been trying to reach you the whole day, Puleng,
and you just disappear.
What the fuck is going on?
[exhales]
Okay. You know what? I think you should just go.
-KB-- -Go, Puleng, go.
-KB-- -Go. Go! Go, Puleng! Go!
I think my dad sold my sister.
[Puleng exhales]
Phume.
I think my dad might have
tried to sell her,
or…
he was involved in her abduction or something.
I don't know.
-[exhales sharply] -What are you talking about?
I've been investigating Phume's abduction,
and
when Zama and I went to court the other day…
[sighs]
I heard that my father asked my mom to get an abortion.
That's what I haven't been telling you.
That's all, okay?
[Puleng sighs]
And Fiks,
what does she have to do with all this?
Nothing.
Um… [sniffles]
Her and I got into a…
to a fight about coach Morgan the other day, and
she thinks I'm Side Chick Chronicles.
But I'm not.
♪ Up to all of the guys ♪
♪ That you love on the side For your pleasure… ♪
I love you.
I do.
I'm not lying to you when I say that I'm not Side Chick Chronicles.
And I didn't give Fikile's name to the media.
Why would I do that when I've seen what the media's done to my family?
♪ I sip on you, sip on you, sip on you Sip on you till I'm wasted… ♪
Why didn't you tell me about the investigation?
♪ So close to you Close to you, close to you… ♪
[Puleng sniffles]
-But I still don't get-- -You still think I'm lying to you?
♪ And go ahead and smother me now… ♪
I'm sorry.
All of this is just so fucked up.
It is.
I did warn you.
I told you my life is dramatic.
♪ Can't get you off of me ♪
♪ This ecstasy is wearing me down… ♪
[singer vocalizing]
From now on, no more hiding shit from me.
Please.
I'm your man, Puleng. I wanna help.
[singer vocalizing]
Um…
[sniffles]
Um, I'll be back.
I just need to…
♪ It don't bother me That I can't breathe ♪
♪ You've taken me down ♪
[singer vocalizing]
[sighs]
♪ It don't bother me That I can't breathe ♪
♪ You've taken me down ♪
[ominous music playing]
[tense music playing]
[breathes deeply]
So you took out a protection order against Puleng.
Why?
Fikile.
[in Zulu] Let me explain something to you.
I'm here to help you. But I can't do that if you don't talk.
Nobody can.
What are you so afraid of?
[sighs]
[in English] Where would I hide a laptop?
What do you know about DNA tests?
DNA tests?
[Fikile] If you thought something you believed your entire life was a lie…
["Ke Star" by Focalistic playing]
[breathing heavily]
…like a good lie,
where the truth could do more harm than good…
would you wanna know the truth?
[music continues]
I'm an orphan.
I was dumped.
Somewhere where no one was supposed to find me, but someone did.
Fortunately.
My parents never claimed me.
I never bothered to find them.
Not the laptop, but at least it's something
Everything I have achieved has been because I wanted to prove
that I don't need anyone.
Ever.
Especially not my parents.
But I'm a mother now.
The man that was supposed to take care of this child didn't stay.
And I know my child is gonna want to know why.
-[garage door whirring] -[panting]
[music continues]
[breathing heavily]
[Sam] Ma, I'm home.
Is supper ready?
Ma?
[chuckles] Yes, I heard you the first time.
[sighs] So, how was your day?
[Janet] I think the truth is always better.
Don't you?
-[door closes] -[footsteps approaching]
-[phone buzzing] -[gasps]
-[phone beeps] -[sighs]
[sighs]
[phone buzzing]
[phone beeps]
[gasps]
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
[singer vocalizing]
[music ends]