The "why" you'll have to speak to your wife about.
That's all I can say for now.
Fikile, my darling, please give us some space.
I need to talk to your uncle.
Of course, Dad.
Or what do I call you now?
You keep calling me Dad.
I raised you, my child.
Dad.
Yes, I knew.
You know Nwabisa.
She had sworn me into secrecy.
What the hell, man?
Have you spoken to Fikile yet?
Have you got a minute?
Good morning to you too. And no, I don't have time.
I have to go sort out this mess with Brian and Nwabisa.
What's wrong?
I've been trying to get hold of Mom.
She's not answering my calls or messages. I wanted to know if she's okay.
I'm sure she's fine. You know how busy she gets.
Now is not the time. Let me keep the Bheles out of prison.
We'll chat after.
Wait a minute, sister.
I sent him a picture of your outfit.
Zama, you're so annoying.
Are you sure we don't need to get you checked out by a doctor?
I'm fine, Sam.
It was a lucky fall.
I'm afraid…
Don't look at me. Ask your friend over there.
We need to leave right now.
Listen, someone just kidnapped your mother. We need to go.