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How did they get in?

There is no sign of a forced entry.

Think it's a robbery?

What's missing?

I have no idea.

The owner had just moved in.

Look at her face.

As if she knew her killer.

Have you informed, uh, Lara's family?

Yeah, we're trying to
reach her husband but he--

he's-- he's a colleague of ours.

He's not at home and his cellphone is off,

and his voicemail is off.

[theme music]

[street dancing music]

[horns honking]

[gunshot]

[laughter]

Very, very nice.

You'll love it.

You beautiful thing.

Are you enjoying?

Cheers!

[girls laughing]

[music playing]

Hi.

[music playing]

Good.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Good evening, ma'am.

Good evening, ladies.

This way, please.

[music playing]

This will do.

[music playing]

[street dancing music]

[horns honking]

SANCTUS SNOOK: How's it, Junior?

Ah, brother.

How are you, huh?

I'm good.

Gaining weight, huh?

Gained weight.

It's a good life, it's a good life.

What do you think?

It's red.

It's red?

It's a [non-english], bro.

Bags in the back.

And Sanct, don't scratch the painting.

Oh, you're big.

[engine revving]

SANCTUS SNOOK: Red car, huh?

[street dancing music]

She's the right one.

She's right up the street.

ROBIN VAN REES: Iquite fancy her myself.

Who are you keeping her for?

[fireworks]

Hi.

[gasps]

You look lost.

My friend is in there.

ROBIN VAN REES: I think your
friend just needs some privacy.

Come, there's someone
you should meet.

[music playing]

Hey, hey, where are you going, bro?

Going inside. Come with.

What? - Let's go.

No, no, no, no.

I thought you were going to drop me off?

I thought you're
coming inside?

No, I can't.

You want that?

Then this is yours.

The car?

The car is yours.

Bro, I can't, I can't take the car.

I'm a cop.

What does that mean?

I can't take it.

I'm not stupid, Sanct.

I know you're a cop, I know you're a Hawk.

It's not a stolen car.

I'm on probation, bro, I can't
afford to mess up, my bro.

You sure?

Owen owes me money.

Until he pays, it's
yours, brother.

I'm driving a red car?

[laughs]

[music playing]

Colonel de Wit's expecting me.

[door buzzes]

[door-knock]

Hey.

Still lost in that
book of yours?

Ah, back already?

Mm-hmm.

It's beautiful outside.

You should go get some exercise.

What do you want for breakfast?

You.

Just you.

[sirens]

Look at this place.

One would think they would
clean it up before I arrive.

Mm-hmm.

Just take a seat, lieutenant.

This whole station needs
a cleanup, lieutenant,

and I'm not just talking about dust.

You need to move with the times, and

that's what we don't have here
in the police service is, time.

Yeah.

I want you to be a success here.

You come highly recommended and, uh,

your years at the FBI uniquely
prepared you for this task.

So what's the plan?

I really want to knowwho killed Lara Joubert.

We, uh, we have to be cautious, lieutenant.

I don't want anyone around here knowing

about this investigation, right?

Yeah.

Did you know her husband?

Captain Joubert?

No.

According to this, uh, file, he's

not an easy man to work with.

You know, the night
of that murder

we tried to get him
on his cellphone

but he did not answer.

When they finally found him,
he's completely paralytic.

Hm.

[music playing]

How's it?

[voices over radio]

[music playing]

How's it, G?

Hey.

Are you OK?

Hey!

You.

What you doing?

Sanct.

Sanct Snook.

It's a crime scene.

No.

Drugged, raped, stabbed.

The passport.

Do you have another one?

Yeah, yeah.

Thanks.

Here.

Irena Krol.

Who the fuck are you?

Sanctus.

That a real name?

How did you get that?

Were you born in a church?

de Wit put me on the case, OK?

de Wit?

Your new boss.

She's got severe internal
injuries, probably

the result of gang rape.

Strangled.

I can see.

You're an expert, eh?

Hey, hey!

Where are you going, captain?

Hey.

Did you enjoy the party?

Yes, thank you.

Although I didn't get my
smartphone back from security,

and I can't seem to find my passport.

I'll look into it.

I want to call a friend.

I haven't been able to
contact her since New Year--

Don't worry, your things will turn up.

Meanwhile, I have been told
to treat you like a VIP.

[gasps]

The owner wants to try you
out on some of the magazines.

He wants you in the next shoot.

Really?

And you'll get paid for it, too.

Model rates.

Mat.

Who is it?

Mat.

It's all right.

It's all--

I know exactly who this is, Betsy, thank you.

Now shut the door, thank you.

Please take a seat, Max.

Why did you send
someone else to my patch?

I'm, uh, Bart de Wit.

I'm the new colonel.

Captain, explain to me my patch.

Sanctus, uh.

Lieutenant Snook is on secondment.

I gave him the order.

Now please sit, Max.

It's Mat.

Marcus Andreas Theobald, my initials.

So your fatherwas a policeman?

Yeah.

It runs in the family then, huh?

(WHISPERS) Yeah.

So you've had a medical examination.

So the doctors informed you
of the high risk factors.

No, it was the usual.

Captain Joubert, youare well on your way to

killing yourself.

Your cholesterol is way
high, blood pressure, too.

Cardiac arrhythmia.

Mr. Smart, aren't you?

Yeah, I'd lowerit right now so

- if you just cut to the chase--
---Captain!

-it would be beautiful.

If you don't shape up and show some respect,

I will stick you behind a desk.

What do I have to do?

I know about your wife, she was shot on duty.

My deepest sympathy.

Why did you refusebereavement counseling?

You haven't been dealing too
well with the last 13 months,

have you?

I, I, this is--

I made some appointments
on your behalf.

Psychotherapy.

Nutritional consultancy, what the fuck is this?

And the mostimportant one that's not

on there, physical activity.

You'll be joining a group
called Fit for Life in Goodwood.

Join a group?

Yeah.

Exercising in a group is good
for morale and motivation.

I swim.

How often?

Well, it depends on the day and, uh--

Well then, it will be the group, then.

[clears throat]

I could intensity my training.

Captain Joubert, you've got exactly six months

to prove to me that
you're a winner,

and that you're worthy of
your place in the South

African Police Services.

[door-knock]

Come in.

Dead man has been found in the parking

lot of a grand hotel downtown.

Sounds like murder.

That's mine.

No, it's both of yours.

You're gonna to work together, gentlemen.

Yeah.

I work alone.

It's an order.

I work--

OK.

[music playing]

It's mine.

Get in.

I wouldn't be seen dead in this.

Don't tempt me, get in.

From which stone did you
crawl out from, anyway?

You still work for the Hawks.

You know who I am?

Yeah.

You knew my wife?

I knew of her.

I smoke.

Rought passive smoke.

And I hate air conditioning.

This-- this is temporary.

God, the air must be thin up there.

Where?

Where you are, looking down on everyone.

I've worked with some miserable
sons of bitches but you?

You really take the cake.

I can see why they kicked
you out of the Hawks.

Who said I was kicked out?

We got a white female
found on the dunes, dead.

It's probably a-- a sex crime.

[music playing]

My condolencesabout your wife.

It's always the best--

Do I look like I want to talk to you?

For future reference, this is
my I don't want to talk face.

That's the only face I've seen so far.

You're learning.

[horns honking]

[sirens]

REPORTER: Mat, can I have a word?

Just a word.

The victim is white, businessman plugged in

the chest and one in the head.

Albert Einstein, eh?

Must've been a large caliber.

Yeah, I had a look.

Tokarev, not a shadow of a doubt.

James Wallace.

Yeah, and he's got his wristwatch on

and his wedding ring still.

It's expensive stuff here.

Cash is still there.

It wasn't a robbery.

The hotel CCTV, anything?

No, they haven't got any coverage inside.

Find the address.

Dries Moorfood from the [non-english]

asks if he can have a
word with one of you guys.

I'll go.

No, he's a puss.

I'll go and talk to him.

Don't mention the
gun or the mask.

Keep as much as possible out of the papers.

OK.

MAN: The address.

Got the address.

Let's go.

[music playing]

Hey.

Just heard on the police
radio one of our clients,

James Wallace, murdered.

His house is supervised by a
local branch in Constancia.

Here, it's all on this.

[doorbell ring]

The killer must have known the victim.

The mask is a message.

Yes, please?

Captain Joubert and Lieutenant Sanctus--

Snook.

From the SAPS.

You may come in.

Mrs. Wallace is waiting for you in there.

Mrs. Wallace?

Please take a seat.

So Mrs. Wallace, can you
tell us about your husband?

Ah, James left his cricket.

He was a sponsor on the executive board

for Western Province Cricket.

Does Albert Einstein mean anything to you?

The scientist?

What's he got to do with James?

[phone vibrates]

We don't know.

That's why I asked you.

Excuse me.

Of course, um--

I need to ask you.

Was it normal for him to spend a night out?

If he was, uh, he was
working late or at Newlands.

He'd stay at hotel, yeah.

And you didn't mind?

I wasn't always thrilled about it.

Always had trouble sleeping
so, uh, it's not nice

when your husband comes home after drinking

late with friends, starting
to snore immediately.

And you trusted him?

We had a perfect life.

Hey, hey.

I know how hard this is.

How could you?

How could you possibly know?

My wife, Lara, she was also murdered.

Shot.

Oh, God.

Are you going to be OK to
come identify your husband?

The office will be in touch.

Here's my card.

If anything comes to mind, call me.

Anytime.

Anything.

So what were you so excited about?

The woman in the hotel claims they have been

in a relationship with Wallace.

I could have told you that.

She told you.

I ask questions.

I had to take the call.

Next time, wait until the
end of the fucking interview.

How do you expect tosolve anything if you're

messing about on the phone?

Is that how the Hawks operates?

Excuse me, yeah, I'm so
sorry I have a call waiting.

Fuck, it's no wonder I
don't have a wife anymore.

Please take a seat.

So you spent three hours with
James Wallace in this room?

It's not against
the law, is it?

No.

Where did you meet the deceased?

We escaped to lunch.

The company I work for was
looking at buying land here.

We immediately struckup a good understanding

and he suggested we talk face to face.

Oh, so last night was
the first time you met him?

No.

We've known eachother 10 months.

We were planning on living together.

He had a family.

He wanted me to meet the children.

I was scared of his wife.

Why?

He was worried she'd
have a complete breakdown.

She was dependent on him.

He didn't love her, he loved me.

He picked me up at the airport and suggested

lunch at Bordano's.

You've a boyfriend?

MIRANDA WEST: What?

SANCTUS SNOOK: Anyone who might
not be too happy about you

sleeping with another man?

MIRANDA WEST: No.

Just can't stand the thought
of his fucking arms around you.

Just don't picture it.

MIRANDA WEST: I'm not
usually that kind of woman.

So you say?

So after the shagging,
what happened?

He was in a hurry, he had to go home.

Yeah, he had to go home to his wife, his kids.

[sirens]

REPORTER (ON TV): Having fresh
developments in the Wallace

case as miss Miranda West,
a resident of Johannesburg,

confessed to having an
affair with the deceased.

Miss West, who wasprobably the last person

to see Wallace alive, has
confirmed to the police

that Wallace did indeed--

Daddy.

And that he was an affiliate
of the Russian mafia.

[music playing]

[sighs]

I really don't want towork together with him.

Look, I know it's difficult, but this

is the best way forward.

Just be patient.

Patient?

It's not easy being
around Joubert.

He's a mental case.

Crazy enough to kill his wife?

I don't know.

Morning?

I specifically said, leave as much

as possible out of the papers.

Cooperation with the media is
important in cases like these.

You told the press about the Tokarev.

You gave away vital evidence.

The execution scenario
points to the involvement

of the Russian mafia.

Joubert!

He's crazy.

Joubert!

Captain.

Hello.

Hey.

BART DE WIT: Captain.

Colonel.

I found pictures of
Irena Krol on the internet.

She took part in one of those
modeling contests a year ago.

Gentlemen, meet Irena Krol.

Her hair is red like the girl in the dunes

but the murdered girl'shair is obviously dyed.

Yeah?

You're certain the dead girl isn't Irena Krol?

Yeah.

It's not just the hair,
there's physical differences.

So who is it?

The point is not
just who it is.

If it isn't Irena
Krol, the point

is where is Irena Krol now and
how long has she got to live?

[music playing]

[engine cranking]

Doesn't sound healthy, eh?

[engine cranking]

Come on, let's take mine.

[engine cranking]

[laughs]

MAT JOUBERT: Oh.

The mask-- what is the link
between Wallace and Einstein?

E equals MC squared.

Don't ask me what it means.

Something to do with the theory of relativity,

he was into quantum physics
way before anyone else.

He also said, "Coincidence is God's

way of remaining anonymous."

Hm.

Only Wikipedia, bro.

[music playing]

Entry wound, half a centimeter.

The exit wound is, uh, five centimeters.

Mat, you OK?

Hey.

Hey, yeah.

So with regards to
Wallace, it was a head shot.

Entry through the left frontal sinus,

exit two centimeters above the fontantelle.

Exit wound is quite large,
soft-nosed bullet, could be?

A relatively close shot.

2, 3 meters.

OK.

Your man was already
dead after the first shot,

the second one was unnecessary.

Come, let's go and have a look.

Got to go.

Hey, hey, someone
needs to be present, huh?

It's rules.

It's OK, he'll stay.

Oh, fuck, my car.

You can use my car.

Stop acting like a zombie.

It's OK.

It's OK, he's a Hawk.

Thanks.

Mat Joubert?

I was, uh, expecting a man.

Is there a problem?

No.

Hm?

(WHISPERS) OK.

Please take a seat.

(WHISPERS) Yeah.

[sighs]

(WHISPERS) OK.

It's OK, you can relax.

We're just going to kick-start
with a few basic questions.

Where did you grow up?

Goodwood.

Brothers and sisters?

Older sister, she's a teacher in Dalburg,

left home at 16, we hardly see each other.

Your father?

Policeman.

Look, I didn't join the force because of him.

I became a cop despite of him.

A family friend persuaded
me, Robin van Rees.

He was quite famous.

You admired him.

Van Rees?

Yeah, more than my father.

(WHISPERS) Yeah.

Cigarette?

Yeah.

It's a great spot for a suicide.

It's that something
you've ever--

How did you get along with your father?

I didn't.

He was big on rugby and cricket.

So I took up swimming.

Wasn't my choice to come here.

You seem angry about life.

Had better times.

Tell me about--

-Listen, just strike me off your list.

I came, I talked, I left, end of story.

All right, captain.

I'll strike you off the list, and then

you never have to see me again.

I don't take it personally, otherwise,

I couldn't do my job.

Your point in wasting time.

That's my daughter.

Cute.

She died.

Sorry.

You can't bring her back.

And I can't bring Lara back.

And I can help you.

They want to get rid of me.

Well, my new boss does.

And what do you want?

I just want them to leave me alone.

What does that mean?

I can't sleep.

My brain's fried, I think guys
at work think I'm fucking mad.

(WHISPERS) Yeah.

You'll have to come at least once a week.

OK.

When?

We can start Tuesdays at 4:00.

Friday.

I'm fully booked next Friday.

This Friday,

The day after tomorrow, I think

I've got a spot open at 5:00.

OK, see you then.

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[horns honking]

Who the fuck do you think
you are, Joubert, huh?

You think I'm your boy?

Well, fuck you!

Fuck it does

Why are you here, Snook?

I'm working.

How come you're so close to de Wit?

What you're doing for him?

My job, and you're not making it easy.

Especially when you take my
car and you leave me holding

my balls on a parking lot.

Sorry.

Listen, I got two
cases to solve.

The death of an unfaithful
man, and the disposal

of a young girl who was
raped, killed, and dumped.

I can't solve them on my own.

Get in.

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[intense music]

[theme music]