[theme music playing]
[theme music ends]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Lester] Well, Si, it is your city so…
it's only right that I get your blessings.
Protocol.
[Simon] How big is the job?
It's a cash grab. A girl I know works for this
Chinese engineering company with a branch in South Africa.
Now there's a new deal, a planned new soccer stadium.
The Chinese main company wants to move monies from their local accounts
to pay off low-level bribes.
She's got times, dates, the whole thing.
She wants to quit her job, start a new business.
I need a cash injection for my operations in Cape Town.
We'll be in and out.
What's the score?
Five million.
But I'm willing to share, of course.
Just make sure you're in and out.
That you're invisible.
We don't want to disturb the equilibrium.
Done.
[unsettling music playing]
[Simon] Robin, it's me.
It's been days now. You asked me to stay away and I did.
Now, this is ridiculous. Call me.
Visiting Tlotlo?
What's wrong with him?
He was attacked at Club Alpha.
Attacked?
I don't know the details.
I thought you and Mogomotsi are together?
Is there anything else, Detective?
I've got things to do.
No.
I have a feeling you don't know much of what's going on anyway.
What's that supposed to mean?
I'm surprised he hasn't taken you out of here yet.
He can afford it.
He's trying his best
to find a job, but you guys are making it hard for him.
That's what he told you?
[short laugh] Mogomotsi's a rich man.
Oh, let me guess…
You didn't know that either?
Huh.
[Keneilwe] Papa, he's going to be okay.
He's a young boy, his body can handle it.
But it's been almost two days.
I know, I know.
I can't stand the waiting any longer.
I've got to go for a walk.
I've got you, sir.
[groans]
Thank you, thank you.
-It's going to be fine. -[crying]
It's going to be okay, boy.
Hey, listen, um…
He's getting worse.
Look at his wound, it's getting worse.
We need to take this boy to a hospital.
Mo, you know that can't happen.
There will be questions about how he got shot.
I am his father. I need to do something. I cannot let him be like this.
Okay, call Simon.
Talk to him.
[big sigh]
You're going to be fine.
You and I know that you're strong.
You are a Masire.
But now they are worrying for nothing.
[unsettling music playing]
Your ancestors are with you.
They will protect you.
Now…
Tlotlo…
Come back to us.
Stop scaring us, just come back.
[spooky music playing with drums]
[music ends]
-We need to talk. -He's going to be okay, he'll pull--
No, he's not, I'm taking him to the hospital.
Come on, Mo, we already talked about this.
If the cops will ask questions, I'll give them answers.
I'll blame myself for the shooting if I have to
and I will hand myself over to the police.
Don't be ridiculous.
-What more can they do to me, huh? -Over my dead body.
You're not going back to prison.
-The boy will pull through. -How do you know that, pops?
Stay calm.
-Oh… -Shit
Welcome to our house, police officers.
-[Stan] Mo Masire. -Mmm?
We hope we haven't come at the wrong time.
We hear there's been a tragedy?
Nah, whoever told you that is exaggerating.
There's nothing wrong with Tlotlo, it's just an old sickness.
[Samuel Snr] A spiritual sickness.
As it is right now,
we are communing with our ancestors. You'll have to excuse us.
Only family members are allowed into this house now.
[Stan] Sir, we would like to respect that of course,
but the problem is that Mogomotsi here
did not meet with his parole officer this morning,
-and he knows what that means. -[clears throat]
Um, I'm sorry, I…
I clean forgot, I can go see her right now.
See, if we were to take you in now,
it would be for violating the court's judgement,
not for giving you a lift to see your parole officer.
Come on, Stan, that's not necessary.
We want to see Tlotlo. To see if the story checks out.
It's that…
or we arrest Mogomotsi.
The cops are here. Put that away.
I'm changing his dressing, he's bleeding.
There's no time.
What do you think they're going to think when they find him like this?
-But I'm-- -[Angela] Just do it.
We all know that you're after me,
so leave my family alone, and deal with me.
Simon, what are these people doing here?
Simon, the Sangoma was clear,
no outside interference while the ancestors work on Tlotlo.
You people…
You want my child to die.
No, we're just doing our job.
We need to check all the facts.
Open the door.
Over my dead body.
You can arrest me if you want to.
-Open the door. -No, no.
I am not opening this door.
-Open the door, ma'am. -No.
We are trying to deal with this calling that Tlotlo has,
that we don't understand,
and we don't need you making things worse.
So arrest me.
Okay, fine.
We are not animals.
Jazmine, let's go.
-Stan… -Let's go.
[suspenseful music playing]
Yeah, that was good.
That was damn good.
Yeah well, it's high school drama lessons paying off.
Surely did.
[music ends]
[Simon] They're gone.
Doesn't solve my problem, Simon.
My son could still die.
Mo, just give it half a day for me. At least until this afternoon.
He's up. Tlotlo's up.
[Simon] Sting.
[in Setswana] Boss.
[in SeSotho] There's no one here.
I think they've left.
-What do you mean? -As in packed up and left.
[tense rhythmic music playing]
[music ends]
[Zaza] I don't understand what you guys are saying.
Well, I think it's better if you come with us to the morgue and identify him.
Jomo?
Bring the car around.
[suspenseful music playing]
Tlotlo.
Stop moving around.
You'll reopen your stitches and start leaking everywhere.
I'm fine man. Fuck.
Hey, you should do your mom this one favor.
After having her anxious and
crying out her mascara for days at your bedside.
I mean, look at her, she hasn't put on her wig in days.
[laughs]
How are you feeling, boy?
I'm okay.
Just stiff.
And this thing on my neck,
-it stinks. -Don't take that necklace off.
But it stinks grandpa.
[in Setswana] Your aunt told the cops that you are training to be a Sangoma.
It stays on.
-You told them that I have a calling? -And it worked.
[Mo] Listen, Tlo.
What you did is irresponsible, son.
It's a lesson learned the hard way.
What was the lesson, Tlotlo?
That…
[exhales] you don't go against family.
Yes.
So…
hurry up and get better.
You have a club to run. It is what you want, right?
[laughs]
Really? Old man?
Yeah, really, idiot.
[music grows louder and ends]
[dramatic music playing]
Can I get a private moment?
They're going to pay for this.
Think I'm doing better than you right now.
Yeah, I'd say you're doing much better.
[grunts]
And I kind of want to keep it that way.
That's why I think this
going back to run the club thing is a bad idea.
[sighs] Please, don't start.
That club is special to me.
Look, we've been having good vibes lately, all right?
Can we keep it that way?
Okay.
And in a…
kind of keeping with the good vibe…
I would like to answer a question you once asked me.
Which is why did I turn myself in and go to prison.
And leave you and your mother behind.
I didn't want to raise you on the run.
I knew the family would take care of you and your mother.
Because the Masires, we…
we don't abandon each other.
[deep inhale and exhale]
But you were wrong though.
How so?
I didn't have a normal upbringing.
Everybody knows who my dad is.
Who my uncle is.
And my aunt can dismantle a gun and put it back together again,
blindfolded.
I knew that since I was ten.
Yeah.
That's a true story.
Yeah.
Real life.
It doesn't have to be that way.
We can change things.
We've acquired a lot of money over the years, we could…
you know, buy new businesses and start over.
Create a great legacy.
But what about the ties that we already have?
[dramatic music playing]
She seems very cold, hey?
-Like she doesn't care. -Mm.
She's very controlled. It's in the way she moves, the way she...
speaks.
You know, bottled up rage. I think that's--
Thank you for letting me see him.
Look, before you go.
Do you have any idea who could have done this?
Look, like I said to you when you questioned me before, I don't.
I don't know who my father's enemies are.
You don't seem surprised that he's been killed.
I'm not surprised that he's dead.
Look he's been missing for a while
and he'll never leave without telling me where he's going.
Excuse me, officers.
I've got a funeral to arrange.
Wow…
[music ends]
[Keneilwe] I mean it's Tlotlo we are talking about here.
You've raised him, he's like your own son.
[in Setswana] Don't you have a heart, Simon?
You handed Tlotlo over to your demon!
Keep your voice down.
Don't patronize me.
I know the signs.
It took two of my unborn babies, I know!
And now it wants Tlotlo.
Why don't you have your own children?
Why don't you just fill the
whole country up with children and sacrifice them to your animal?
You mean our mother's animal.
Keneilwe, I am so sick and tired of you always making me out to be the bad guy
and pretend your hands are clean. You know exactly where that thing comes from!
You should have let it die with her.
Simon, you are greedy!
Enough.
Leave us.
Twenty years, papa, we've been in this game.
We've never been arrested.
No charges stuck until Mogomotsi idiotically handed himself in.
He went to prison and he was in there with some of our enemies
and he came out without a scratch.
[in Setswana] Don't they ask themselves how that happened?
I did what I had to do.
[Mo] He's going to be just fine.
He's talking about taking a walk, can you believe it?
I heard you talking to him.
And you're going to confuse him, Mogomotsi.
These grand ideas that you have about starting afresh,
-they're dangerous and far-fetched. -Well, not to me.
I'm starting over with the woman that I love and I want my son in my life.
-To make sure he's on the right track. -Oh?
So you're saying that Simon and I fucked up?
No, I'm not saying that. I'm just saying that you didn't work
hard enough to point him in the right direction.
You let Simon take over.
[laughs]
Mogomotsi,
you are Tlotlo's hero.
Not Simon.
He found the boxes with all your old stuff.
Books where you'd note down all the jobs that you did.
He read that stuff like textbooks.
You can't undo twenty-four years.
Perhaps you know what, I was wrong.
Maybe he is more Simon's son than yours.
He's realistic.
Like Simon.
Maybe we should just keep it that way.
[emotional music playing]
Jomo?
Get the girl.
It's time.
[exhales]
[music ends]
Hey.
Hi.
That's to remove the frown from your face.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
I'm doing the books, mathematics is not my strongest point.
That makes two of us.
Oh, um, Jazmine was looking for you.
Yeah, she found me at Simon's.
[Phumzi] Why didn't you go meet your parole officer?
Honestly…
it slipped my mind.
I was too worried about my son.
So what now?
Well, nothing. They came, they realized I wasn't lying, so they let it go.
What actually happened to Tlotlo?
I told you…
he had an altercation at the club with some guys and
they left and…
came back the next day and shot him.
Just like that?
That's why I want him…
away from that club, you know?
Want him to start a new business, with me.
Like what?
Oh, I…
I don't know.
I guess I'm still trying to get to know him, you know? Figure out what he likes.
[soft music playing]
And then?
He called me dad.
-Aww. -Right?
-That's a good thing. -Yeah.
-Pops. -Yeah, Daddy Mo.
[laughing]
It's pretty cool, man.
[Zaza] Thank you, Jomo.
[quietly tense music playing]
Why would…
What have you done to me?
Besides giving you a detox?
Well, the drugs we gave you knocked you out for two days.
And when you eventually woke up, you went through withdrawals from the cocaine
that you had originally been taking.
So we had to put you back under again.
So you could go through most of your withdrawals.
Drink up, it will help with your electrolytes.
Drink.
What do you want?
An exchange.
You give me what I need…
and I double what you stole from Tlotlo Masire.
What do you want from Tlotlo?
[in IsiXhosa] You will take me to Tlotlo Masire…
[in IsiXhosa] or you'll die.
[in IsiXhosa] Do you understand me?
[sighs]
Did you find the Uber driver?
Found out where he dropped them off.
Find them, Sting.
[Angela] Don't drop the reigns just yet.
It's not time for you to drop the ball.
You know, baby.
You know I'm worried about you.
Why's that?
Because you seem…
distracted.
You need to watch Mo.
He's been putting all these stupid ideas into
Tlotlo's head about this going straight crap.
And you need to watch that Phumzi girl.
You know he's doing all of this stuff for her.
Don't stress about her. She's just one of Mo's strays.
[Sighs] Simon…
always underestimating women.
[sinister music playing]
[demon screams in Keneilwe's head]
[Keneilwe] Um… Dad said you should call him as soon as he gets home.
What do you mean home?
He left. Didn't he tell you?
Fuck.
[huffs]
Always underestimating them.
What is she talking about?
[Simon sighs]
Dad and I are supposed to discuss selling some of the diamonds.
[Keneilwe] He said you should discuss it with me.
Why don't you prioritize the heist?
The diamonds are supposed to pay for the heist.
Oh.
Okay.
Nice thinking. Nice.
[tense music playing]
Are you coming with me to the market?
No…
No, the market is not really my thing, no.
What changed? It's not like you haven't been there with me before.
I know.
It's… just never really been my thing.
-Okay. -Wait, hold on.
-I want you to have this. -Argh!
-Not this again, Mo. -It's rent for the next six months.
I don't want to live on my woman's dime.
But the only thing I know is crime.
I honestly don't know what you're on about.
Every time you spend time with your brother, you come back different.
Don't start.
Are you restless?
You know, I fell in love with the guy who…
left prison and wanted a fresh start.
Not Mo, the gangster.
Look, if you want to go back to your old life, you can move on without me.
But if you want to start over,
I'll be here with you every step of the way.
I don't want anything to do with Mo the gangster.
[theme music playing]
You know Lez, what I don't understand,
is why I wasn't there for the meeting with Si.
I have the link, I hooked up the girl.
I should've been at the fucking table, honestly.
[laughs]
You know why.
You always piss him off when you're around him for too long.
You're getting your money, what's the big deal, Cyrus?
The big deal is that you guys worship the fucking ground he walks on!
You treat him like a god, it's ridiculous.
Listen, Cyrus, he's called Father for a reason.
It's respect.
-Try it sometime. -Fuck respect, fuck respect!
Lester. Fuck that!
Let's just get this done.
Get your big boy pants on and don't embarrass me.
[dramatic music playing]
[car tires screeching]
[crash]
Give me the fucking briefcase!
-Give me the brief-- I'm going to hit-- -Hey, hey, hey, come on!
Give me the fucking-- Lez!
-Go, let's go, let's go, Cyrus! -No, no, no, you know what I want.
Give it to me. Give me the fucking envelope.
Don't make me an asshole. Give me the fucking envelope!
-Give me-- -What fucking envelope?
He knows what I'm talking about!
-Give me the fucking envelope! -Give him the fucking envelope!
-Give me! -[in IsiZulu] Hey, you dog!
Let's go, let's go, Cyrus!
-I'm going to wreck this fucking car. -Cyrus!
-Fucking give me the envelope, now! -Cyrus fucking Khuzwayo!
Give me the fucking envelope, now!
What the fuck!
Give me that fucking envelope!
Cyrus!
Give it!
Stop! Stop the fucking car!
Stop the fucking car! Stop!
Stop the-- Stop the fucking car!
-Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive! -Stop, stop the fucking--
Come here!
[police sirens]
Father…
Did you find them?
I was too late.
They were seen getting on a truck and crossing the border to Botswana.
Go.
Now, Sting. Go.
[Angela] Si?
It's almost midnight.
Are you coming to bed?
No.
[anxious music playing]
-Are you okay? -Yeah.
Are you sure?
Come to bed.
I'll be there just now.
[Simon] He told me it was an in-and-out.
Looks like it was everything but. I smell Cyrus all over this.
-Lester wouldn't be that careless. -No, he took that retard of a brother
and they held up cops, dirty cops!
[laughs]
It gets worse.
I am going to fuck them up.
Brother, you gave them permission.
You didn't watch them. You let the kids cook in the kitchen,
expect mess.
[in Setswana] This thing of dribbling is showing you flames.
What Keneilwe, you think you can do better, mmm?
Wouldn't know, would we, big brother? The boys get to do the real shit.
[in Setswana] It's the Masire way. Isn't it?
[Mo] Is it safe to come in? Or am I walking into a warzone here?
Simon left Lester and that twiddle dumb to do the job in Johannesburg
and they fucked it up.
[in Setswana] They robbed those crook cops,
-and now it's all over the news. -[Mo] Oh, shit.
What do you want, Mo? Huh?
[in Setswana] No, don't take your frustrations out on him.
[Mo] Can we talk?
Talk?
I need a job.
Do you think you can spot me something at the club?
This again?
[in Setswana] Mo, tell me. What do you want to do?
Be the delivery boy?
The chef? Oh, or the bouncer?
I forgot, Mo, you can't because you have a fucking criminal record!
Listen, just calm down, what's wrong with you?
You know the problem with you is that you don't understand
because you don't have a family to look after and take care of.
Because the family that you have,
you have to hide, because of the shit life that you live.
Don't you talk about them. See, your problem is you only think of yourself.
Your problem is you think for everyone and
you don't let them make their own decisions.
You two have no idea about the sacrifices I make
-so that you people live a good life! -I didn't come here for a sermon.
Are you giving me the job or not?
What are you going to do for money, Mo? Huh?
[in Setswana] Are you going to sell parrot popcorn with that girl of yours?
-Fine, keep the job. I don't need it. -You know what,
[in Setswana] don't mind him, he's been drinking whiskey the whole day.
-I want my share. -Fine!
We will dissolve everything, you will get your share,
-[in Tswana] with Keneilwe and dad. -No!
-[in Setswana] No, fuck him! He must go. -No!
Fuck you!
[sighs]
[Jazmine] I don't get it, hey.
I mean how could they be so dumb.
I don't buy it. I think it's some kind of a distraction.
This makes no sense.
Simon would never allow these guys to do a job in the city.
Maybe he didn't know.
Maybe this starts internal bad blood.
Good for us.
Look…
I'm going for lunch now.
-Stan? -[Stan] Yeah.
I've been thinking, you know the way Menzi was killed,
we both agree that it was some kind of dark magic…
Yep.
-sacrifice stuff. Right? -Mm-hmm.
And now look at Tlotlo.
He's got "the calling".
Look, let's talk over lunch about this.
-I'm buying. -All right.
[tense music playing]
[Tlotlo] I don't know, hey, I just…
I like entertainment.
[Mo] Well, you're going to have to teach me.
Definitely, you know, what I was thinking we can do like
big international concerts you know?
Well I don't know much about that business, but…
[dramatic music playing]
What the fuck happened here?
What?
Let's get out of here.
[Mo] Let's get out of here now.
[tense music playing]
[phone rings]
Hey, baby.
-[Phumzi] Someone's watching the flat. -Is it the police?
It doesn't look like the cops. If it is, then it's some dodgy ones.
[Mo] All right, listen stay there.
I'm sending people to come over there
-to make sure you're all right, okay? -What people?
And how do I know I can trust them?
Huh-uh, Mo, come home and make sure everything is fine.
All right, I love you. Bye. Let's go.
[dramatic music playing]
-Hi. -Yeah?
Look…
I hate myself for even saying this.
Mogomotsi is safer being in the business than out.
I've been saying that.
Look, you must try to see things from his point of view.
He thinks he messed up with Angela and Tlotlo,
and he wants to do things over.
A new life with this Phumzi girl.
Phumzi…
Look…
I'm not saying I agree with him.
But I'm just stating facts. This is the best chance for family to stick together.
Not splitting family trust.
-I agree. -Oh, you agree?
-Yeah. -Then what are you going to do about it?
[suspenseful music playing]
Oh, woah!
No broom for you, huh?
I guess you want them up close and personal.
It's not funny.
-Who are those people? -There was nobody downstairs, babe.
No, but I saw them.
Don't worry.
Simon's guys are going to be patrolling the area, making sure you're safe.
Okay.
You seem disappointed.
Well, it's a bit of an anti-climax.
Well, you're looking for some action?
-Well, not really. -Ah, well…
I'll give you some action.
-It's been a while, you know. -Ooh.
[laughs]
Babe, what if those people come back?
Oh, babe…
They can come watch.
Okay.
[upbeat music playing]
[sinister music playing]
-[grunts] -[Simon in Setswana] Are you okay, my boy?
[in Setswana] I'm sharp.
Just tired. Been struggling to sleep.
Oh goodness, my poor son.
I'll give you something to knock you out.
Well…
He can't sleep because he senses your demon's close by.
Do you keep it here Simon?
Keneilwe, I'm in a very good mood.
Don't.
Go and call your brother.
[Mo snorts]
[phone rings]
[groans]
Hi. Keneilwe?
A braai?
At the house?
Nah…
I'll take a rain check. I'll…
I'll sit this one out.
Yeah, you guys enjoy.
Cheers.
Where were we?
-I don't know… -[laughing]
Wife.
Yes, husband?
I need a favor.
Hmm.
[upbeat music plays]
Gosh.
-Angela? -Hey.
Surprise.
Is this about the braai?
Um… no.
I just thought I would come and see you.
Okay, yes it is.
The siblings are missing their sibling,
and I'm a little bit worried about the family.
Why?
We know that you and Mo
are starting a new life.
But I want Tlotlo to see his father.
I'd never keep them apart.
Oh, good, good.
Then why don't you come and visit us at the mansion?
I mean, it's very lonely over there. It's like living with three men and a kid.
Come. You should visit us,
and maybe we could go for lunch.
I know that you and I didn't start off well.
Simon said that I was feeling threatened or something,
but whatever.
Come. Have lunch with me.
You and I have a lot more in common than you think.
-Sure. -Sure?
-Yeah. -Oh, great!
[laughing]
Oh, goodness, this place.
Uh… It's so charming. [inhales]
[laughing]
[Phumzi] You? Slam poetry?
[Angela] Yes, me.
I had this tiny little afro
that refused to grow, and I used to say, no,
I am a womanist, I am not a feminist.
[laughing]
[Phumzi] And then what happened?
Nothing happened.
It's just that my feminism is different now.
I told you. You and I, we're the same.
Please, do excuse me.
Um, I need to go for a little smoke.
-A smoke? -Yes.
But please, don't tell Simon.
I was supposed to quit two years ago, but you know how it is.
So if you want to go down, you go straight that way to the lift
and you press level low
and it will take you straight to the valet.
I'll see you there just now, okay?
-Okay. -Cool.
[tense music playing]
[Phumzi] Angela?
Angela!
[tense music playing]
[masked man] Where you going, bitch?
What do you want?
I have a message for Mo and Simon.
No backing down. Nobody's going straight.
[whispers] Phumzi?
Phumzi?
Phumzi!
Are you okay?
[dramatic music playing]
[Angela] Goodness.
Take this.
It will help you sleep better.
Don't worry, you're safe now.
Yeah, you're safe. You're with us, family,
and no one can touch you.
Okay?
[in Setswana] Let me go upstairs to check if her and Mo's bed is ready. Okay?
-Oh, no, no, no. I don't want to impose. -No honey,
you don't understand. When they touch one of us,
they touch all of us.
So relax.
Drink your pill.
I want names.
I want faces.
The mother fuckers who did this are going to pay.
[dramatic music playing]
[playful music playing]
[Mo] Panic button is on the side here.
-Sensor is at the back. -[Simon] Mmm.
[Mo] Try not to put pressure on it unless it's an SOS.
[Simon] Let's go.
[knocking on door]
Come in.
-Good morning, ma'am. -Morning.
Your breakfast will be ready after an hour.
Thank you.
[dramatic music playing]
Thought I was meeting with Salem?
Oh, she couldn't make it.
But I come armed with money and power should we decide to conclude the deal.
Oh, Patel?
Do hurry up.
Eight million rand.
That's final.
Got the money?
You and I have a deal.
If you don't,
have a safe trip back.
We didn't come all this way to just go back empty-handed.
Then give me eight million rands.
[tense music playing]
[sighs] Mo?
You see, Simon, it is Simon, isn't it?
I was pleasantly surprised to find that in Jo'burg
everything
and everyone has a price.
Oops.
You okay?
Well, this is awkward.
The awkward silence.
[tracker beeping]
They're taking him through Orlando West, Soweto.
You know, I've often wondered,
knowing what you know, where you're going to, that your life is about to end.
What goes through your head?
Well…
there's no need to be rude.
Do we have any foot soldiers in the area?
Of course, we do. Jo'burg is our city after all.
Make the call.
Let's go.
I was surprised how easy it was to buy your guys Simon.
Oh, I'm sorry how rude of me.
Might as well see where you're going, 'cause you're not going to survive this.
You trust too easy, that's the problem you see.
I mean I could give you a few pointers, but…
[driver] Uh, boss, there's a kid in the road?
Well, Simon says drive over him. [laughs]
Oh no, you know what? On second thought, don't want blood on the car.
Go throw him in a bush.
[car engine revving loudly]
Welcome to Jo'burg, motherfucker.
-[gunshots] -Go, go, go! Get us out of here, now!
[gunshots firing]
Come!
[gunshots]
[car tires screeching]
[shouts] Fuck!
[heavy breathing]
[gunshot]
[phone rings]
[tense music playing]
Shit!
[Simon] I think it's time for a toast.
Tonight…
I drink to my family.
I love you all fiercely.
Yes, you too, Phumzi.
My brother loves you, so you're important to me.
To the Masires.
-To the Masires. -To the Masires.
You've made me
very happy.
Ma'am, there's someone at the door.
Excuse me.
[casual music playing]
-You better hope Simon's in a good mood. -Fuck, Simon, okay?
[Angela] Well, well, well.
If it isn't the infamous Khuzwayo brothers themselves.
How are you, brothers?
Hey, Keneilwe.
-Looking beautiful as ever. -Thank you.
I didn't realize just how much my eyes longed to see you.
Well, if you wanted to see me, Lester, you knew exactly where to find me.
Ah, come on now, you know how your brother feels about mixing
-business with pleasure. -[Simon] Brothers.
-[sighs] -Talk later.
Kings…
-Look Si, about what-- -Not now, I'm not in the mood.
This way.
[tense music playing]
Just be cool.
Yes ma'am.
Oh, dear.
We have a tiny problem, we need to find Simon.
Rally the troops.
What are we looking at?
An escape plan.
What do we escape with?
Gold bars.
Worth five hundred million.
That's what I'm talking about.
Are you in?
Let's get it.
My involvement ends here, gentlemen.
I'll see you on the flip side.
[Simon] Don't worry.
He's just having a bad day. [dramatic music crescendos]
[theme music playing]