[anxious music plays]
[Fikile] Please, just make them stop!
- [Matla] No! - [Fikile] Stop it!
- [Matla] Lisbeth, no! - [gun fires]
[tense music plays]
[softly] Fiks...
Fiks...
Fiks, no...
- [Fikile sobs] - Fiks!
[muffled] Fiks! No! Fiks!
[KB] No, no! [screams]
[man] Get up! Get up!
[KB] Get the fuck away from me!
[yells]
[Chris yells]
Son!
[gun fires]
- [Lisbeth] Don't touch my son! - [gun fires]
[all groaning]
- Matla? Dad? [screams] - Let me go!
[panting]
[Fikile sobs]
[KB]Matla? Dad?
[KB wails]
- [Chris sobs] - [KB] Matla? What the...
[sobbing]
Ma?
Ma, please. Help me.
[sobbing]
Ma.
Let's go.
Help me, Ma!
- [wails] - [Fikile gasps]
[KB] Matla! Matla!
[theme song playing]
[delicate music playing]
[clicks tongue, sighs]
Siya.
Just... Just leave it. I'll do it.
[in Zulu] I'm sorry.
[in English] I thought of going to my school's food festival tonight,
but I don't have to.
I'll stay here.
Yeah... No, no, I think it's... it's best for you to stay home.
There's just so much going on, you know?
[tender music playing]
Hey, can you even hear me with these things on your ears?
[chuckles]
They're not on, Ma.
It's just to stop people from talking to me.
I mean, I want to see people,
but I don't want them to ask me anything about Puleng and Dad.
Is that... weird, Ma?
It's not weird.
You are not weird, my child.
Okay. You know what?
Maybe a change of scenery will be good for you.
So I tell you what, I'll... I'll take you, and I'll pick you up, okay?
I'll just go freshen up.
Please just be careful, my child.
[Thandeka gasps softly]
I wish Ubaba was here.
[ominous music playing]
You see? There's Vaans.
Wade, we don't know anything yet.
[Wade scoffs]
[Puleng whimpers]
[door shuts loudly]
[Brian, in Xhosa] KB, where's Fikile? Where is she?
- [in English] I'm so sorry. - [Chris] Wait, wait!
Where is my daughter?
It wasn't his fault!
[in Xhosa] Where is she?
[in English] I didn't know she'd do it.
I didn't know she'd do it.
[softly] Where's my daughter?
[man] Everybody load up! We're leaving. Now!
[Vaans] Hey. Hey!
Should I bother asking what happened?
Boss isn't coming. She has a new exit strategy.
[phone beeps]
[automated voice] The number you have dialed does not exist.
[dial tone pulses]
Damn it.
[phone beeps]
[man] Cape Town Central. How can I help you?
[whispers] Yes, hello. Hello. Please, can I speak to Detective Vaans?
Please. Urgently.
- [Vaans] Quick, quick. - [phone rings]
- [phone beeps] - Detective Vaans.
Yeah?
- Hello? - Hello. Hello, Detective?
It's Janet Nkosana.
Please.
Detective, I need your help.
Where are you?
I'm being held in a factory by the harbor...
by the same people who have Puleng Khumalo.
Tell me exactly where you are.
[echoing] Mr. Bhele,
her condition is critical.
Her liver can possibly regenerate
if we can find a donor who is a match, on time.
She needed blood before.
I was not a match.
[doctor] Let me prep you for tests.
[anxious music playing]
Mister...
[breathes heavily]
[message playing]
Thandeka, it's Brian.
[in Zulu] Fikile is in the hospital.
[in English] She's been shot.
[phone beeps]
I'm obviously a lot more muscular than you, but, uh, this should fit.
["On My Way" by Atlay plays]
[doctor clears throat]
Mr. Molapo, your father's out of surgery,
but he's still very groggy from the anesthesia.
Come, you'll be able to see him in the recovery room.
[clears throat]
Sorry, Mr. Ackerman. Family only.
♪ Lied that you love me ♪
♪ I know you say your words To protect me... ♪
[phone beeps]
♪ I know you say The truth would hurt me... ♪
- [phone beeps] - [on message] Hey, this is Wendy Dlamini.
I'm out of the country. Please leave a message.
[tone beeps]
[tense music plays]
[ship horn blows]
[pounding on door]
[Puleng] Hello?
[pounding]
Hello?
[man] What?
Uh, I-I need the bathroom, please.
[man laughs]
You already tried that one. There's a bucket in the corner.
Ugh.
[groans]
[grunts]
[bucket rattles]
[grunts]
[tense music playing]
- [door opens] - [man 1] Move!
- Move, move, move! - [man 2] Shut up!
[man 1] Move, ladies. Time is money.
- [man 2] Over there. - Move, move, move!
Come on. You, in the corner, move together.
[people exclaim]
[man 2 yells]
[man 1] I said, sit!
[man 2] Come on, let's go.
[door slams shut]
If they see you, they'll kill us.
Would you rather be assaulted for the rest of your life?
Please.
[Amber] There are guards all over the pier.
What do you want to do? Do you want to swim to shore?
I can't swim.
Shit. You really are crazy.
- We have to try something. - [door opens]
Clean up time!
[all exclaim]
Hey, line up.
All in a row. Let's go.
I said, let's go! Clothes off, now!
[woman sobs]
[woman screams]
[man] Yeah, just go on then.
Move!
[man] Ay, ay, ay, hey, hey!
["When House Was House" by Mobi Dixon feat. Mariechan plays]
♪ Outside, outside ♪
♪ I wanna feel it, feel what you givin'... ♪
Parkhurst High Food Festival!
- Whoo! - [girls] Parkhurst High Food Festival!
- Whoo! - Stay tuned.
Wow, Wendy, look at you being all romantic.
[Wendy] Yeah. But what if he's given up on me?
Come on. Just... talk to him.
[Wendy] Then it won't be a secret.
Anyway, onto conversations that will pass the Bechdel test.
Why didn't Daniels fight? Seems like she's just taking it?
[Tahira] What would you do if you were caught for fraud?
Reece is still at school. There's a trend here. Don't you think?
I lost Magazine Society, you lost Head Girl,
Daniels is getting fired.
What's the common thread?
[ominous musical flourish plays]
What's up?
- Tahira? - [sighs]
I don't know. Um...
Look, I need to go. I'll chat you later.
[EKG machine beeping steadily]
[Matla breathing hoarsely]
Dad...
Matla...
[grunts]
I'm... I'm here.
[mutters]
- I can't hear you, Dad. - [grunts]
- Puleng... - What about Puleng, Dad?
Ship...
- [machine beeping] - Sh... Ship?
- [alarms beeping] - [gasps hoarsely]
- Dad? - [EKG flat-lining]
Dad?
[yells] Help!
[gasping]
["Are Khutsi" by Caltonic SA, Focalistic & Makhadzi plays]
[man in headphones] Hey, everyone's starting to ask questions.
Where are they?
- [static crackles] - [man continues indistinctly]
What the fuck?
- I'm... I'm so sorry. - Motherfucker, you will be!
- Leave me alone! - Give me your phone.
[grunts and laughs]
- Give that back, bro. - Why?
So you can call your mommy? [laughs]
Just give his phone back, man, it's boring.
[Pauline] Look at him jump though. It's so cute.
[Pauline chuckles]
- Oops. [laughs] - [Pauline] Oh! Ooh...
- [people exclaim] - [Pauline] Now, I almost feel bad.
Fetch, doggie. I'm gonna enjoy kicking your ass, you little fuck.
No one around is gonna help you.
[breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[people exclaim]
[Siya] Fuck you!
Brah, let it go. Little Khumalo just kicked your ass.
[atmospheric music plays]
[Wade] Shh.
[Lunga] They've all gone, Wade.
[chain rattles]
- What the fuck is going on? - [light switches loudly]
[man 1] Hold on. I heard something.
[man 2] We're late already. Come help me, man.
[Lunga breathes heavily]
[men grunting]
[man 2] Shit, she's heavy.
- [chain rattles] - [Wade gasps]
[footsteps approaching]
- [man 3] What are you still doing here? - He said he heard something.
[in Xhosa] Forget it. We need to be out of here now!
[man 1] Okay, boss.
[man 3 in Afrikaans] Hurry up!
[engine starts]
- [in English] Wade, Wade! Wade! Wade. - That could've been Puleng in there!
- We have to go, Lunga! - [chain rattles]
["Hit 'n' Lick" by Steve feat. J. Clu plays]
[Siya gasps] What?
[phone vibrates]
[phone beeps]
- Ma? - [Thandeka] Siya, where are you?
I'm two minutes away. We need to go now.
[in Zulu] What's up?
[in English] Is everything okay?
Meet me in the parking lot. I'll explain on the way.
Okay.
["Andivumi" by Cornelius SA & Dee Cee feat. Unabo and Naomi Tagg plays]
[phone ringing]
- [Lunga] It's KB. - [phone beeps]
- Yo, Wade, what's the word on Puleng? - KB, now's not a good time, all right?
We're chasing after guards,
- I think they put Puleng in a boot. - What the fuck?
[panting] I think we lost them, Wade.
- [Wade] What? - Hey. Whoa.
Okay, everyone, just calm down. Lunga,
where did you first see the car?
At the harbor, okay? Outside some factory...
- The harbor! Hold up, hold up. - ...or a warehouse or something.
Look, my dad said something
about Puleng and a ship.
- What did he say? - Something about Puleng and a ship.
Okay, but if Puleng is there,
that means they're taking her on a ship.
Yeah, but which ship, guys? It's like a million ships here.
Mayfair! Mayfair! It's Mayfa... It's... Think about it.
Detective Vaans spoke about a Mayfair and now he's here.
And even your mom came, and she spoke about a Mayfair!
That's it, it's a ship!
Okay. Problem solved.
How do we know which one is Mayfair, though?
[tense music plays]
[man] Coming through.
All right, keep moving, boys. Go on, keep moving.
[brakes squeal softly]
[women exclaim]
[man] Next.
[whimpering and shivering]
Next!
I said, next!
[Puleng breathing shakily]
Clothes off.
Now.
- Let's go. - [sniffles]
Strip or I'll do it for you.
[whimpers softly]
[sobs]
- [grunts] - [people scream]
[man screams and groans]
- [Puleng grunts] - [people whimpering]
- Run! Run! - [gasps]
[man groans]
[man in Zulu] Let's go, let's go...
[phone ringing]
Fuck off.
[man 2 in English] We haven't got all night, guys.
[phone rings and beeps]
[Peterson] Vaans, we have a lead. We're headed to the harbor.
Who told you this?
[Peterson] The Molapo kid just gave us some intel from his dad.
Hmm. Any specifics?
[Peterson] Apparently she's on a ship.
Copy that. I'm nearby. You stay there and keep an eye on the kids.
No. We've got a team here. I'm already on the way. ETA's 15 minutes.
[man huffs] We have a fucking problem with the ship.
What the fuck is going on?
Cops.
Get the rest of the packages onto the boat. Now.
Gabriel, the problem on the ship, can I just sort it out?
She's getting the others riled up.
Gabriel, we need another plan. The ship is gonna take
at least 30 minutes to move. You'll never make it out of here.
Gabriel, are you listening...
This better not be a setup.
She'll make jail time look like a spa.
["Steven Seagal" by Ntokzin plays]
Wow! Little Siya Khumalo kicked Bruce's ass.
[Tahira] What? Siya?
No way! [laughs]
Look at this.
[phone chimes]
Daniels was arrested for fraud.
[girls laughing]
They're saying you knew about it.
What?
- [camera apps click] - Hey!
What the hell?
[dancing girls exclaiming]
[Tahira] Hey! Hey!
Hey!
[masked teens] See ya!
Thank you, Detective Peterson.
[Thandeka gasps]
They're on their way to the harbor.
It's okay, Ma.
[doctor inhales sharply]
I'm afraid I don't have good news for you.
None of you are compatible with Fikile.
They tested Karabo and... Chris too.
Is there nothing else that we can do?
We can put her on the transplant waiting list.
[in Zulu] What about Fikile's father?
He could be our only chance.
Please come, I... I'll drive you.
- I'm coming with you. - [Brian] Let's go.
- I can cry on cue plus she's my sister... - [Thandeka] Wait, wait.
I'll go.
[suspenseful music playing]
Hey.
So I spoke to one of the workers, okay? And they're saying it's back there.
Better to go on foot from here then. Come, we need to hurry.
Anything could've happened to Puleng by now.
[ship horn blasts]
[tense music plays]
[music plays faintly on headphones]
[tense music continues]
[breathing rapidly]
- [Gabriel] Anything? - [gasps softly]
[man] No.
Tear the ship apart but fucking find her. Take that shit off your head.
[ship horn blasts]
[gasps]
[sniffles and whimpers]
[ship horn blasts]
[knocking rapidly]
[knocks]
[Anthony] Yeah, coming.
Tebo.
It's Thandeka.
Of course.
Sorry.
[in Xhosa] Why are you here?
[English] I'll get straight to the point, 'cause we don't have time. It's urgent.
You and I have a child together.
Fikile.
So that night...
I fell pregnant.
And she is amazing.
- And special... - What do you want?
Fikile's been shot.
She's in a critical condition,
and she needs a liver transplant.
None of us can help her. We... We're not a match. So I thought of you...
[chuckles dryly]
Please...
we don't have time.
You're joking.
It'll only be a partial transplant.
You're fucking kidding me.
Wait...
[melancholic music plays]
[door slams]
KB, can I have a word with you?
I found this in my headphones.
I heard a man's voice through the speakers.
When was this? Today?
[sighs] They were a gift from my mom.
It's not a coincidence.
[knocking]
[pounding]
[Anthony] Thandeka, I can't keep...
["Xola Ntliziyo" by Igqirha Lomculo plays]
Look at her...
I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was pregnant.
It was...
Doesn't matter now, anyway.
But she is your daughter.
I know.
She came to me see me a few weeks back.
I thought she was a groupie.
No! No, she's not.
She is yours and she desperately needs your help.
[Anthony gasps softly]
Fikile... The one who was kidnapped as a child, this is her?
Yeah.
[in Xhosa] She looks like my mother.
[English] This is too much.
- [sniffles] - Tony...
[voice breaks] She's dying.
[inhales deeply]
I'm sorry.
Tony. Please.
Please.
It's been almost 18 years, Thandeka.
And now, you come here like this?
I would save her myself if I could.
But I can't seem to do that right now.
Please don't punish her for what I've done.
She's at Christiaan Barnard if you change your mind.
[sirens wailing in distance]
[hopeful music plays]
[gasps]
[breath trembling]
- [gasps] - [gun cocks]
Stop. I will shoot you.
[gun fires]
- [grunts] - [gun fires]
[Puleng grunts and screams]
[serene ethereal music plays]
[gasps and coughs]
[panting]
What's up?
She's overboard.
[sighs]
[whimpers]
Go get her. I'll deal with the police.
[Puleng yelps]
[Puleng exclaims fearfully]
No! [grunts]
[sirens approaching]
[police sirens blaring]
[gun cocks]
- [gun firing] - [Puleng screaming]
[gun fires]
[gasps softly]
Over here!
- [man] What's going on? - Huh?
What's going on?
She jumped. They jumped.
What?
[gunshot]
Help!
Are you okay?
- We'll come get you. - Help!
Over here!
- [Puleng] Over here! Help us! - Over here!
[Vaans] Yeah!
[coughs]
[coughing]
[Peterson] Captain, we've found Janet Nkosana
in the boot of one of the vehicles.
Detective. I'm so glad you made it here in time.
Yeah, yeah. Me too.
Can you give us a moment, please?
Uh, thanks for saving my cousin, Detective.
Uh, Detective Vaans, how were you here before everyone else?
Did you know about Mayfair and the factory?
Janet Nkosana called me in a panic. I rushed over to investigate.
There was no time to call for backup.
[Peterson] Coming on your own was incredibly reckless.
I'll be calling your mom and your aunt into the precinct.
I expect your full cooperation.
[melancholic music plays]
[shudders]
[in Zulu] Hey. Are you sure you're all right?
[sighs heavily]
[in English] No.
But I will be.
Puleng, you need to be careful.
We saw Vaans and I think he's in on this. Also, I...
Puleng, we need to take you in for observation.
Okay, we'll follow.
Hey.
Thank you.
[Fikile] I'm the missing baby Phumelele Khumalo from 18 years ago.
And I know this today because the Khumalos never lost faith.
[melancholic music continues]
She's out of danger for the moment, but we'd like to keep her for observation.
So, what else did you guys find?
Um... [clicks tongue] Looks like my headphones were tapped.
Um, I'll check with Koopman and see what he has to say.
KB.
I'm so sorry about your parents.
[weakly] So am I.
[Lunga clears throat] Um, I think maybe we should let Puleng rest now.
Uh, Wade...
Uh, Lunga.
Um, just... a minute, please.
[Puleng] I, uh...
[sighs heavily]
I just wanted to say thank you.
For everything you've done for me.
["My Hands" by Tatum plays]
Of course, Puleng. You... You're my friend.
Friends?
♪ How did I break? ♪
About yesterday, uh...
Not now, Chris. The past few days have been fucked up.
I know.
I... I was thinking maybe we could do like a champagne breakfast or something.
[Wade] There's...
There's nothing I won't do for you, Puleng.
It's just, um...
we don't work.
♪ I buried you ♪
Okay.
♪ My hands were shaking ♪
Is that your way of saying you're sorry?
♪ The day I became brave ♪
♪ I roped back the layers ♪
♪ I faced all ♪
Hey.
♪ All of my horrors ♪
If you can get the yacht...
♪ I found I am stronger ♪
...then I'll make the time.
♪ Stronger than the monsters ♪
Okay.
- Friends. - Yeah. Friends.
Not right now. You...
Uh, we...
smell like shit.
Speak for yourself, Mr. Ackerman. I smell great. Okay?
♪ Wearing all my scars like medals ♪
♪ Looking into your deadlights ♪
Sorry.
[sighs heavily]
[clears throat]
♪ How I broke ♪
♪ I buried you ♪
♪ My hands were shaking ♪
♪ The day I became brave ♪
Yes, Miss van Rensburg?
I'm really sorry for what I did.
You stuck your neck out for me and I messed up.
Reece...
do you recognize the position you're in?
Yes, ma'am. And I promise I...
There are students at this school,
like some of your friends,
who can pay their way out of every problem.
And there are kids like you and Miss Kahn who can't.
In my time here, I have tried to stand in the gap for all of you.
But you abused that...
and you stand here without consequence, a drug dealer.
[clicks tongue] I'm... I...
I know we all have circumstances, but you had a choice.
And while you go about without consequences,
an honest student like Miss Kahn was stripped of her position
because of an incident that's frankly laughable by comparison.
There are different kinds of privilege, Reece.
["Heart on my Sleeve" by Yung Nasa feat. Hugo Pooe plays]
Please.
Get your shit together.
[phone chimes]
[notifications ding]
What the fuck?
- We're gonna have to do something. - [Reece] Hey, Tahira.
I wanted to apologize to you for what I said the other day.
[sighs]
[Leigh-Anne] Reece, we're busy here.
Don't you want to bother someone else with your lame-ass apology?
Actually, are you Side Chick Chronicles?
What the fuck? No.
- [sighs] - Mmm.
Look, Reece, now's not a good time, okay?
We're trying to figure out who Side Chick is.
Wait a minute. Uh, let me help you guys. I want to, please.
Oh, so you do know who it is, hmm? Is it one of your little friends?
Whatever. Look, if you're serious, then fine.
Think about it, okay?
There were only a few people who could've taken that video at the bowling alley.
Now, we just have to find them before they post again.
[scoffs] Well, good luck with that.
♪ Time to go, off my peace ♪
♪ I don't want to speak ♪
♪ I'm broken, oh baby, I'm bleeding ♪
[EKG machine beeps steadily]
[breathing shallowly]
Hmm?
[groans weakly]
[whimpers]
Hey.
You're awake.
Take it easy, okay?
We thought we lost you.
Mmm.
It's from Anthony.
He, uh, gave you the liver transplant.
He's in... another room.
[Fikile] What's written on the bottom?
[sighs]
[Puleng] "To Fikile."
"Turns out, I made a masterpiece 18 years ago."
"Anthony."
And Sam?
Are you okay?
Puleng?
My dad is dead, Fiks.
He's dead. [breath catches]
[sobs] And it's my fault.
No, it's not.
- No, it's not. - He's dead. [sobs]
He's dead.
He's dead. [sobbing]
I'm sorry.
[intriguing music playing]
Don't look back.
[Wade clears throat]
Thanks for meeting me here. These people are still active.
Could you find anything?
A lot of the stuff that you sent sounds like some kinda kid.
Yeah, um, Siya.
Anything else?
[man] Radio interference.
Judging from the conversation,
they had no idea that they were recording themselves.
Uh, wh... what do you mean?
Listen for yourselves.
When did you do this?
As you can see,
we've narrowed the Side Chick to these suspects.
Let's see...
I wish, but he's long gone.
Definitely not him.
- Does this guy even go to our school? - Yeah.
[Tahira] Then that leaves us with these three.
Key factors lead us to these suspects,
namely proximity to you,
the dance committee outing, Daniels, and the Matric Ball money.
So what are we gonna do now?
[Tahira] We follow the clues.
Firstly, we found repetitive grammatical errors in the posts.
[Leigh-Anne] Yeah, "there" instead of "their."
[Reece] I did an economics project with Zayd and Pauline,
and I had to edit a lot of that.
[Leigh-Anne] What about that video of you tipsy in the bowling alley?
Wasn't that in defense of Bruce? And I mean, the three of them are tight.
[Reece] Well, Bruce wasn't in the committee, though.
[camera app clicking]
For posterity.
Dude, do you have friends?
[Tahira] So it's one of those two, Zayd or Pauline.
- Show them. - [whimpers]
Ah-ah-ah-ah! Do it.
Hurry up, Pauline.
The person who took your photo, she fell when she ran away.
I'm sorry, okay?
It was... It was just a joke. I didn't mean any of it.
- I didn't... - What the fuck, Pauline?!
You fucked up people's lives!
- What is wrong with you? - Reece, Reece!
[school bell rings]
I'm sorry.
[Tahira] Ladies, the bell rang.
We have final assembly.
Reece.
- Come on. Reece. - [sobs]
And there she is, Side Chick Chronicles.
- [chuckles] - [sniffles]
I know something about you.
[tense musical flourish plays]
[Principal Daniels] Leaving Parkhurst was not an easy decision for me to make.
[students gasp and chatter]
There are so many of you who are dear to me.
["Usika Mwema" by Ntsika plays]
Your actions have taught me that...
great lives
are the sum of minute decisions.
I have witnessed you face seemingly insurmountable challenges...
when it might have been easier to run.
You persisted in the face of darkness...
knowing that a brighter day lay just out of sight.
Your differences
are what built the strength of character.
As a woman from a modest background
in an affluent school...
I have faced my fair share of doubts
about those differences.
And I know that many of you face similar doubts.
Embrace them.
Stand tall in your differences,
and shape the world the way you wish to see it.
One that rewards kindness
and honesty.
I hope the world continues to call upon you to make difficult decisions.
Hi, um, we'd like to speak to Detective Peterson, please.
Uh, she's not in yet, but I'll get someone else...
Oh, don't, no, no, no. Uh, we'll wait for her.
I believe they will help to shape you
into the incredible adults I know you will become.
Forge ahead.
You are our beacons of hope.
[inhales sharply]
It's been an incredible honor...
to guide you as your principal.
[applauds]
[students join]
[loud cheering]
[music intensifies]
[inaudible]
[Peterson] Detective.
[handcuffs clatter]
[tape recorder clicks]
[Vaans on tape] I'm doing all I can, Lisbeth.
You need to get the shipment out now. There's too much heat.
["Sweating in My Sleep" by YoungstaCPT and Shaney Jay plays]
♪ A good nigga see his death... ♪
[Lisbeth on tape] Careful, Vaans. Remember what's at stake.
Now, did you deal with our loose ends?
[Vaans] Yes, but I don't agree with it.
[Lisbeth] You and I, Vaans. Spare me the moral lecture, okay?
Everyone has a price to pay.
[door unlocks]
[door opens]
[Lisbeth on tape] That is balance.
["Uzuhambe Nami" by Igqhirha Lomculo plays]
Wendy...
I took an early flight back.
I wanted to surprise you.
[phone vibrates]
[line ringing]
I want to make it work, Chris.
[phone continues vibrating]
I want to make us work.
[Fikile] Are you sure you don't want to go inside?
[Sam sighs] No.
It's gonna be kind of weird for me in there.
- Right. - And besides...
it's your time with your family.
Okay. I guess I'll see you.
[sobs and sniffles happily]
[chuckles softly] Thank you for coming.
Always. [inhales sharply]
- [chuckles] - [Puleng] Ma, is that Fikile?
Yes. [laughs] Let me take these from you.
Sure.
["Atrophy" by Paige Mac plays]
Hi.
[Wade and Lunga chat indistinctly]
[people laughing]
- [KB] Oh, gosh, such a big piece, bro. - Bite a piece off to make it smaller.
I can do that.
- [Siya] That's when I lost my tooth. - [Lunga chuckles]
Ubaba tried to scare me, saying I would lose them all
and they'd never grow back.
- [Lunga] I'm sure you believed him. - No, I didn't!
- [Lunga] Yeah, you did. - [Siya] Come on.
[Lunga, in Zulu] Why are you crying now, why are you crying now? Big crybaby.
[Siya in English] Stop.
[Lunga, Siya, and Fikile laugh]
[chatter continues]
Puleng... do you wanna help me in the dining room?
Hey.
[Puleng sighs]
Thank you.
Thank you for all of this.
For saving your sister. [chuckles]
For everything.
Dad's not here, though.
[voice breaks] I couldn't save him.
You think it's your fault?
[gasps softly] Oh...
- Your father was so proud of you. - [inhales]
[shudders]
And yes, we've had our problems for years.
But in the end, because of you, everything was going to be okay.
[sniffles]
He was coming home.
Oh, Puleng.
Oh, you have always been so brave
and so clear in your purpose.
And even though it scared us...
[Puleng breathes deeply]
...it's what we loved about you.
- Oh. - Hey.
Look at me.
[sniffles and sobs]
[sighs]
- Criminals killed your father. - [sobs]
- It's not your fault, my baby. - [weeps]
It's not your fault.
Come here.
Oh, you've always been the best of him, Puleng.
[ominous music plays]
[man] So, I heard Lisbeth's down.
Investors aren't happy. We gotta shut this whole cell down.
Good thing we have more, right?
[minimal arrangement of theme song plays]
♪ Let me find you ♪
♪ In our story ♪
♪ Where our souls ♪
♪ Intertwine in glory ♪
♪ I can feel you in my spirit ♪
♪ My heart is bruised ♪
♪ And you're my healing ♪