Our nation is tired, and it's, uh, fallen behind.
It's-- No. Our nation is tired and it's broken,
and is in desperate need of justice.
For too long we have sat back,
and we've watched as those who should protect just take.
It's time for us to take our future into our own hands.
Zenzi, what are you doing here? You should go back to the clinic.
If this is where Harting is,
that's where we're going.
You know you killed our best way in. You realize that, right?
You'll have to become that invisible woman again.
You'll most probably die.
You don't have to come.
Theron was a piece of shit.
But he was right. They're never gonna stop coming for us.
Don't worry, after this, you won't see Raymond Hendricks again.
It's family time now.
Family time?
Yes, Zenzi. I have people that I love.
Joseph was like a brother to me,
and Ernie and Max.
So, yes, I have people that I love.
Zenzi, just run. Save your baby.
I'm done running.
Zenzi!
Where is the informant?
You killed Lyners.
People who fuck with the people I work for end up dead.
It's not personal.
It's personal to me.
Zenzi, the prison, that was you.
Told you.
It's not personal.
Oh, why don't I believe you?
Where's the informant?
-I don't want to kill you too. -I don't want to talk about the informant.
I want to talk about Lyners, either here, or at the station.
Tell me where he is.
I don't fucking know, okay?
Who did these?
Who fucking did them?
I think you know.
That fuckin' traitor.
Your informant, Raymond Hendricks, is alive.
And he turned on you. He turned on all of you.
Always looking out for Raymond.
I wouldn't be so sure.
He's gone to get Theron. With Zenzi.
No.
It doesn't make sense.
Hey. Stop!
Cunt!
There are conditions.
Don't leave the city.
And we may have to question you further.
But yes.
You're free to go.
Buy you a drink at the bar?
Okay, good. Ah, just hang on a sec.
Okay, you may go. Thank you.
Can I have your ticket please?
Of course.
Good to go.
-Thank you. Yep, you can go through. -Sorry I'm late. Uh, accident.
Your uniform's in the locker. Get dressed and get out there, okay?
Thank you.
How are we looking?
Secure, as promised. My guys are all over this place.
You don't think she'll come here, hey?
She's not fucking John Wick.
Dana…
I had her right in my hands, and I…
I couldn't stop her. She--
I saw her face.
So what are you going to do about it?
Just give up?
That's not what Natasha's Morkel would have done.
Don't you fucking dare.
You get her her justice she deserves.
You hear me?
Yeah.
-This is Davids. -It's me.
Please, you-- you have to listen to me.
This had better be good, Morkel.
Hello, my love.
-Hey, Dad. -You having fun?
-Yep. -Good.
Gentlemen, I hope you're enjoying yourselves.
It's an impressive show, Andrew, even by French standards.
Well, it's an auspicious event for an auspicious day.
Yes, certainly, but before business, pleasure, no?
Oh. No, thank you.
The paperwork will still be there when the bottle is empty.
Mm. Is that a French saying?
It's a personal saying.
Well, to the future of South Africa.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
Cheers.
Hold on!
Sir, who authorized this?
I did.
Sir, wh-- what…
Visser, you need to suit up. We're moving out.
-Sir? -We have new intel.
Tactical op. We'll load up on site.
Let's go. Now.
Ooh, let's fix that collar. Uh, take these canapés out. Thank you.
Uh, these need to go.
These too. There's those. Thanks.
I see you won't take my money, but…
apparently you're quite happy to accept my invites.
Hmm.
The organization is broken.
A fucking maid is threatening to bring it to its knees.
Two people threatening you,
betraying you right under your nose.
I'd expect more from you than…
a cheap shot…
ambush like this.
You think this is an ambush?
You crossed the line with Lufuno Ngesi.
He didn't deserve that.
The goal was always the bigger picture.
And there was always going to be collateral.
But… I don't know what you're talking about.
That's exactly my point. You don't even know.
Reuben Theron was recording all your meetings.
Stockpiling evidence that could bring all of this down
in case he ever needed evidence.
Lufuno and Mwale got their hands on it.
If Theron had him killed to get it back, he failed.
Maybe what this plan really needs is someone new in charge.
-Hi. -Hi.
Hello.
Hey.
Alright, guys. You know your positions.
Unit one, you're going to go down that side.
On the left, you with Wessels, and the rest with me--
-What the fuck is he doing here? -Listen…
Look, I don't…
…deserve your trust.
I…
I get it. I've let a lot of you down.
Lyners more than anyone else.
Some of you may know Lyners was chasing something that got her killed.
I'm sorry, but this is… This is fucking mad.
Lyners had an informant,
Raymond Hendricks.
Yes.
Now, Hendricks has escaped with Zenzi Mwale in tow.
I believe… they're inside.
Hendricks, Mwale, and the people who killed Lyners.
He has single-handedly destroyed this unit's credibility.
Please… Let's just get in there
and bring justice to two fugitives,
and maybe get a shot at the people who killed Lyners.
Alright?
Morkel, if this is a false lead, I will lock you up for real.
And you're never getting your badge back.
Alright.
I want weapons under tight control.
There are people in there.
You keep an eye on him.
Unit one with Visser.
Two, down the middle.
And the rest of you, with me. Let's go, people. Let's go.
You said to alert you.
Reuben Theron's ticket's just activated.
I'll be right there.
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our host
and distinguished guest, Andrew Harting.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Thank you.
I believe I was having a little too much fun and I hope you were too.
Now, a good host starts by thanking his sponsors.
Chiefly, I would like to thank OCM Bank,
and also take a moment
to salute their tragically departed CFO, Jacob Butler.
If you'll please. Thank you.
And who the fuck are you?
Someone you want inside.
Now it's my pleasure to welcome my distinguished guests,
whom I am pleased to say come from every corner of the world.
Welcome, gentlemen.
And, uh, they will be signing a new deal
with me and my trust, the South African Energy Board,
and of course, our new partners from the French energy sector.
And this will see South Africa step boldly into the future.
Now, progress is only achieved through strong guiding hands.
A special welcome for our new public protector, Dawn Molewa.
Cleaning up the rot, as they say.
No, fuck this. I'm going to go look for her round back.
Oh, fuck.
-Shit. -Shit. You alright?
-Ow. -Can you walk?
Meyer, keep going.
Stay here, Morkel, where I can see you.
Fucking hell.
This country, this nation, is tired.
It's been broken, and it's in desperate need of justice.
For too long, we have been watching those who should be protecting it take.
And it's time we take back control.
That's right, we should take control. You should take control.
The time has come for us to take hold of our future,
and to create a South Africa for all.
Now, all that's left is for us to sign the deal.
Let's see South Africa move boldly into the future!
There we go. You can have my pen.
-Voilà! -Thank you.
Thank you.
It's official.
-Thanks. -Thank you.
Liar!
She's got a gun!
Hope! Hope!
Run, love! Run!
Hope!
Run for it, Hope!
I'm sorry, Morkel.
Just go that way.
Okay.
Don't move.
Please.
Please, this is my daughter. Please.
How you going to sell this?
A tragic loss. Officer caught in the crossfire.
This is your justice.
-Do you remember the safe space? -Yes.
I need you to go there now.
-Somebody will be there, okay? -Okay.
-You need to go, now.
-I'll find you there later, I promise. -Okay.
Go!
Just fucking do it.
You can thank Captain Davids for that.
This is Lyners' justice.
Now, you'll tell us everything you know about Andrew Harting,
before you rot in jail.
Let's go. The team's waiting for you.
Not for him.
Not for Harting.
For him?
This was never about him.
You killed Joseph.
My brother!
So where the fuck is Raymond Hendricks?
Piss off!
Raymond's dead.
-I burnt him. -You're lying!
You left him to die, but he didn't burn.
-These people are destroying our lives. -Yeah.
We all just do what we're told.
And what would you do, huh?
If you came face to face with the man who killed your son?
Okay.
Enough of this shit.
Just kill her.
Drop… the… gun.
Fucking drop the gun.
Where's Raymond, Zenzi?
He's long gone.
Mm.
You should have killed me in jail.
Theresa!
You fucking rat!
Huh? And you're alive.
And you're helping her!
They promised me I'd go free. It was my way back in.
And you? What are you doing, working with them?
Revenge.
Revenge?
You didn't call me.
I wanted to but they wouldn't let me.
You didn't fucking call me.
Why didn't you?
It's okay.
-Why didn't you? -It's okay.
-Why? -Come here. Come.
How are you, buddy?
-Yo. -Hi.
-What's up? -Great.
-How goes it, babes? -Where's my chocolate?
-No. -Mm-hm.
Chocolate?
What the fuck was that, huh?
It was an accident, I didn't…
Fuck!
He was just a kid!
Fuck, I fucking killed him.
I killed Max's son.
It wasn't supposed to be like that.
And I did all of this… I did all of this for you.
You're fucking stupid, man.
You're stupid.
Thank you, Reuben.
Thank you all, and…
ah, good night.
Peace out, motherfucker.
Easy.
Don't fucking go again. Don't fucking go again.
You better finish this properly.
Good job.
Go get her.
Let's go.
Hey!
Stop!
Oh!
I told you you better kill me, otherwise I'm coming for you.
Sorry, Hendricks. Looks like the deal is off.
Look, I did my part, okay? Zenzi's the one you want!
She killed Lyners, man!
Fuck, man, Morkel! Please just let her go!
I can't.
I can't let her go!
Baby, you promise me, you get our son out of this.
-Drop the knife! -Huh? Promise me!
-Next one won't be a warning. -No, baby!
-I just found you! No! -Just go!
No! No!
Hey!
Get out of here, Hendricks.
Get in.
Look,
this ends one way or another.
You can kill me if you want,
but that depends.
Do you want revenge,
or do you want answers?
Let's go.
Listen, Mwale and I are just…
We're just going to have a talk.
Kailo, put the kettle on.
Two sets of clothing.
Clearly, my course of action has failed, so, um…
let's negotiate.
You mean I won't die?
Because you just won't fucking die.
Tell me, how did someone like you upend such a well-oiled machine?
Become this avenging angel?
I'm just a cleaner.
Of course you are.
What do you want?
Mm?
What is this all about, Zenzi Mwale?!
What is it about?
It's about Max!
It's about his name!
His reputation!
It's about my son!
And Max's unborn child.
It's about Lufuno.
Detective Lyners and every single person that you have killed
to cover your tracks.
Alice Booysens
and every single person that you have robbed in this country
just to make rich men richer.
You think that's what this is about?
Getting rich?
Oh, my dear Zenzi, come on.
I'm not the villain you think I am.
Look around this house.
My family built this country.
But for the last 30 years,
I've had to see everything we built run into the ground.
Well, I've been building this country back up.
For everyone.
You're destroying people's lives.
They're making an investment
in a future they had no idea was available to them.
Trust me.
Their children are going to thank me.
And if this deal wasn't sound,
real nation builders like Dawn Molewa would not have signed up.
Zenzi, I didn't want your family dead.
I don't want anyone dead.
In fact, I didn't want to be noticed.
Everyone will know what you've done.
Oh, but how, when I, uh…
Uh-uh.
When I have this?
Mm?
I mean, it won't be the first corruption scandal we've seen,
now would it?
Would news of it make a difference?
Mm.
Even if it did,
do you really want to undo all the work I've managed to do?
Look, as unthinkable as it might be to you,
the future, it demands a man like me.
So leave.
Worry about your unborn child,
and leave worrying about the country to me.
Okay, I'll make you a deal. Yeah?
Raise your child in peace.
I can make it happen. One phone call.
Done.
You're never going to let me go.
Trust me, because I'm going to have to trust you to keep your mouth shut.
You can go to Europe, paradise,
wherever.
Zimbabwe.
Yes.
Zimbabwe?
What? But not London or Sydney, or bloody Zanzibar? I mean…
No.
Harare.
Harare it is.
-Yes, Mr. Harting? -I'm sending the plane to Harare. Yeah.
Prepare it immediately.
How many passengers?
One passenger.
-Yeah. -Right away.
Easy as that.
Now, let's forget this ever happened. Mm?
Yeah?
A little bit of pocket money to get you started.
I don't want your blood money.
Let's not pretend here,
you mass murderer, Zenzi Mwale.
You'll have to answer to yourself for that one day.
I can just call the police, have you killed right here.
No sweat.
But I'm choosing a different path.
So you take the money,
or you don't,
but you're leaving tonight. Yeah.
Kailo, pull up the car. Ms. Mwale's leaving for the airport now.
Am I going to be safe?
Stay gone,
yeah, you'll be safe.
What about my sister?
Detective Morkel?
-Raymond Hen-- -Okay, fine, Zenzi!
They'll be safe,
provided they keep their mouths shut.
We've built this country once, we can do it again.
There you go. That's a good girl.
You won't be an invisible woman anymore…
…because you don't exist.
Now you know everything.
Thank you for trusting me.
Can we start over?
No.
Why would we start over…
when we have this?
I love you.
I don't know where you are, sis,
or how you'll get these messages.
Maybe I need to say these things for me.
I understand you now.
Even if there are things I'll never understand.
One thing Mama did…
she made us strong.
We fight and survive.
Enjoy your flight, ma'am.
Even when we're apart.
I'll see you again, Zen.
Your daughter's going to need all the help she can get.
There you are.
When it falls apart, just…
…just…
…just know…
you-- you did this, Z-- Ze--
You have nothing to fear from me.
Your plane leaves in an hour.