Original subtitles

Previously on "Recipes for Love and Murder"...

- Mrs Purvis... - Maria.

Tannie Maria.

Well, Tannie Maria, advice columnist...

My brain only works in the kitchen.

- Mm. - Oh, wow...

What brought you to the Karoo?

I inherited this house.

Your mother would never sell.

Nostalgic business about growing up there.

I won't be selling either.

Dear Tannie Maria,

I'm in love with the best, smartest girl in town.

Karoo Gazette, Hattie Wilson speaking.

Hattie, about the rent!

The workers are never satisfied.

They're trying to cripple our businesses!

The community paper is no place for--

...news relevant to the community?

I'm a journalist.

I'm gonna need to leave this place for Cape Town or Jozi...

Maybe even New York.

- You are Seventh Day-- - Adventists.

Dear Tannie Maria, my husband is a loving man

and a great father.

- Good day. - Hi, you're welcome.

But when it comes to the religious stuff,

I feel like I'm playing a part.

If you pray about it, I'm sure God can help you.

I'm not.

Dear Tannie, my husband... He'll kill me.

You bastard!

If there's a killer on the loose, we should be informed.

- That's right. - Exactly!

What if he climbs through my window in the night?

Ha! You should be so lucky.

Maria, what are you wearing?

It was the only black thing I could find.

Please, keep out of this business.

No one needs your meddling.

- I'm trying to catch a killer. - That's my job, not yours.

Found any clues, Tannie Sherlock?

Bastard.

Has there ever been... an Uncle Maria?

A long time ago.

Hello, ma'am. We're responding to your call.

Her mother died two months before Mickey did.

Then we have to do what's right.

It's delicious.

Aren't you gorgeous.

May I ask who's looking for her?

Detective Sergeant McClintock.

- Oh, and I'm Aileen. - My sister-in-law.

Hello.

Gosh, Maria. You look so different.

A lot has happened.

You'd better come in.

How about a lovely bowl of soup?

Oh, I remember that fridge magnet!

You bought that on our daytrip to York.

How was the drive?

There's the eggy cup I gave you. You kept that.

The roads around here can be a bit treacherous.

Oh, sorry, I'm blathering. Maria, this is Gordon.

My husband.

Hello, Gordon. It's lovely to meet you.

We met before, the day your husband died.

Oh, this is delicious.

- Soup? - Gordon, take the soup.

Your mother left you this house to you when she passed away.

Yes.

Which was a few weeks before Mickey died.

- Yes. - Or was killed.

Gordon!

No, go on. Say what you came all this way to say.

You were at their wedding, weren't you?

You saw the young lovebirds make their vows?

It's less romantic,

but I did get a copy of your marriage certificate.

Married in community of property, they were.

What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine.

You do remember your legally binding signature, Maria?

Get to the point.

When your mother died,

this house became yours and Mickey's.

And when you killed him--

- Gordon, now that is enough. - Let me finish!

When you killed him,

you forfeited any rights to his estate.

Mickey had a will, did you know that?

And he left everything to his wee sister.

Now, what kind of man

explicitly writes his own wife out of his will?

Maybe one in an unhappy marriage?

Anyhow, Mickey did that.

Which means that half of this house is...

Aileen's.

Did you come from Edinburgh to take my house?

You just vanished. I came to find you.

Do you believe that I killed Mickey?

Well, arrest me then.

Until you do...

it's time for Morag and I to have a bit of rest.

Come, my darling.

♪ You've been around And seen a lot of places ♪

♪ But everywhere there are Those staring faces ♪

♪ Find somewhere that you Don't normally go ♪

♪ They just look at you 'Cause they want to know ♪

♪ Who's that girl And what's she doing here... ♪

Oh, bugger.

Oh...

Oh, come on!

Run out of fuel?

Oh... No, definitely not that.

- That bad? - Nah...

Don't worry, she'll be purring along in no time.

I'll grab my tools.

Very bad planning, dying nine months before the elections.

Mm-hm, selfish. I don't think I ever saw him here.

Guess we're not fancy enough.

Probably preferred the expensive stores there in Oudtshoorn.

I asked that man three times

about improving on the floral display as you enter town.

Was he bothered?

He didn't even care

that the drinking fountain in Church Street

was graffitied by hooligans. It is now bright green!

I just hope whoever runs for mayor

will take it seriously this time.

Well, I plan to do exactly that. I'll be running for mayor.

Special election in a month, because of...

- You? - For mayor?

Of Eden?

Of the Greater Eden Municipality...

Eden, Hopeville, Littleford, the lot.

My goodness!

Well, I've invested plenty of time and energy

into the local business forum and as town councillor,

and now I plan to extend my civic duties

to running for mayor.

If you ladies will hurry up a bit,

I have an important business meeting.

Go on, have another one.

Just hang on.

You must be Tannie Maria.

When I told people I was moving here, they mentioned you.

Ricus...

The satanic mechanic, they call me.

- Are you one? - A satanist?

Yes. I don't think I've ever met one before.

Not really, sorry. I wear black. And I like skulls.

But people like the name, and it rhymes.

I see it as free marketing.

I found a skull in my garden the other day.

- Yeah? - Duiker, I think.

It was very clean and white, and rather beautiful.

Death is beautiful in its own way.

It shouldn't scare us.

Have you moved here?

Yup. Plenty of old bakkies in the Karoo,

always work for a mechanic.

There we go...

Right...

Alright...

Try it.

- You're a wizard! - No, I'm not that either.

I just know my way around an engine.

- How much do I owe you? - Um...

Two more macarons?

- Take them all, please! - Thank you, thank you.

Just-- Just hang on.

Pleasure meeting you, Maria.

Bring her around for a proper service at some point.

She's getting on a bit, needs some TLC.

I will do so.

Are you sure you don't want one?

No, thank you very much.

I'm really glad the rule of law also applies in this country.

Well, hardly.

Believe me! Things have changed like you cannot believe.

Based on my research and calls that I've made,

we have enough for you to force the sale.

Now, Maria's been resisting, but let me tell you...

we have buyers ready and eager to snap up that land.

A luxury spa and a health retreat.

While we await the paperwork,

I'm gonna be heading back to Scotland tonight.

I've persuaded the district office to reopen the case.

Maria's husband's death?

- Or murder. - I...

don't particularly care for the woman,

but Maria has never struck me as a killer.

You know what women can be like in the midst of marital strife.

I can tell you some ugly things I've seen

in my time on the force.

Well, that's true.

My ex-wife became unreasonable and spiteful.

She bought my former friend's business, after he passed in...

complicated circumstances.

She even threw her name on the thing, "Dorette's Deli".

Bloody nothing wrong with Koop.

Anyway, she knew that I wanted to buy it.

And even after I tried to fix things with doughnuts,

she wouldn't. I mean...

Who doesn't love doughnuts?

Oh, uh... never mind.

I'll draw up a draft agreement,

and notify the deeds office here of your claim.

And then with a death certificate and a will,

it should be a simple legal matter.

Thank you.

Such a relief to deal with a reasonable man

instead of all those female histrionics.

Enjoy Scotland.

Let me know how the investigation goes.

I'm close now. I can feel it. If I can prove what I've known

since the day I laid eyes on her,

that she killed her husband...

She wonders why I won't eat her soup.

KAROO BUTCHERY

Oh! Good morning.

- Morning! - Morning.

Come here, come here, come here.

You simply have to try some of my new bacon biltong.

No thanks, Doep. I'm thinking of becoming a vegetarian.

But I hope those little piggies fly off the shelves for you.

Thank you.

Oh...

Also, I need to watch my figure.

Oh, please! I think the gentlemen of the town

do more than enough watching of your figure,

and I think they approve.

Oh, you flatter me. Carry on.

Oh, Hats, isn't it great to have everything back to normal, hey?

- I could do this every morning. - We do do this every morning.

We're so lucky.

Yes, we are very, very privileged.

But I do sometimes wish

something different happened in this town.

Come on, Jessie, you came out of hospital two weeks ago.

I think we had way too much excitement

with this van Wyk business. Hey?

Don't you think the peace and quiet is much nicer?

Hey...

What's up, bro!

Hey, you're back!

We... We weren't expecting you till tomorrow.

Oh...

- You remember Jessie? - Of course.

You finally tamed her?

Nice bike! I miss mine terribly.

Thanks, yeah. She's pretty good. What happened to yours?

A crossbow killer drove me off the road and wrecked it.

Hate it when that happens.

Were you able to get a meeting to attend

and a local therapist? Dr Michaels told us--

"Welcome home, bro. We missed you, bro.

Hey, let's celebrate, bro."

Don't be like that. Jaco!

Thanks.

- Morning. - Morning.

Did you see that they had a murder in Littleford?

Yes, I did. It's awful.

I thought maybe I should start a regional crime reporting beat?

Look for stories beyond Eden.

Well, actually, I've got something...

- Morning! - Morning.

- Ooh, what did you bring? - Well, I made macarons...

Oh, I love your macarons!

The bite, the almond biscuit, the right amount of chew,

the pomegranate filling...

I gave them to a satanic mechanic.

Oh...

Oh him! I saw his flyers.

What's he like up close?

He looks very lithe from far away, like a panther.

Well, he was very helpful, he fixed my bakkie.

I cannot comment on how "panthery" he was.

He could fix your bike, Jessie, you could take it to him.

- Mm... - Might cost you more

than a basket of macarons though.

That sounds fair enough.

I was just telling Hattie about my new regional crime beat.

Well now, I didn't say yes.

In fact, I think it's more important than ever

to be focused on Eden.

Dear Tannie Maria, I can't think of an easy way to ask this.

You see, I'm running for mayor!

You're what?

I think my marriage is over.

Is it possible for a couple to survive

after someone has been unfaithful?

She used to look at me like my eyes filled her soul,

but now she looks at me like I'm the annoying neighbour

that's always asking for something.

And I guarantee you,

she doesn't want to lend me any sugar.

As a couple, I always thought

we were on the same page about what we wanted in life,

our values, our beliefs.

- Hi. - Hi.

Oh, this is so kind of you guys.

I'm gonna give these to the mums in the maternity ward.

But now I wonder if we have both been playing parts,

trying to be who the other person wants us to be.

I love my wife, Tannie,

and I can't imagine a future without her.

But once trust is broken, can you ever get it back?

Do you have a recipe for forgiveness?

Sincerely, Troubled in Paradise.

I think it's worth a try, Hats.

Have you ever been cheated on?

Regardt would sooner stab his own eyes out.

He's a wise man.

Did either of you hear me say, "I'm running for mayor"?

Good for you, Hattie!

About time this town had a woman mayor!

I've just remembered

I've got an appointment at the police station!

Well, that's not quite the response I was hoping for.

I can't believe I'm the only one here not dating a policeman.

I think Constable Klaasen's single,

- if you like a woman in uniform. - Oh well, I'd like--

Now, Hats, back to the regional crime beat...

It's good to have you back, boss.

Yeah. Did I miss any cases?

Nope.

And that request for extra staff

that came from regional head office?

They've got enough volunteers, no need for us.

Maria's coming in soon for her final hearing.

I know.

Have you seen her since you got back?

No.

There might be a permanent post in Cape Town.

Thanks for not jumping for joy, because I haven't said yes.

You're hurting my feelings, boss.

Yeah.

Hattie, hi! You look positively flushed!

Do I?

I'm just excited about my new venture. I'd love your support.

Let me guess, the Gazette's launching a radio station?

I have been told I have a wonderful voice.

How would you feel about lending your voice to support my...

mayoral campaign?

As a respected councillor in the community,

people would absolutely value your judgment.

Well, this is awkward.

You see, because I'm actually running for mayor too.

You? Oh!

I'm sure we share the exact same instincts.

I mean, what our town so desperately needs

is a mayor who's temperate and moderate...

Deliberate.

I don't think I've ever been more temperate.

Moderate, however...

Of course, you know, with all my experience

as a town councillor, I do feel so very qualified...

for the role.

Anyway, Hattie! You...

are so brave for considering running at your age, hey?

That's me, the face of bravery.

Inspiring.

Mm... Chantal always knows how to get under your skin.

Oh, Jackie! How lovely to see you.

I did get your message... "Hattie Wilson, mayor of Eden."

It's got such a beautiful ring to it.

You'll have to take over the business forum of course,

now that we've finally got some women in charge there.

I think the men on the forum have only just recovered

from the heart attacks you gave them

after you announced that I'll be taking over as treasurer.

I'll get Charlene to stock up on heart medication then...

Because the women in this town are not to be stopped!

So, for the record, Mrs Purvis...

Explain one more time how you came to be in possession

of a police firearm.

Khaya's weapon fell when he was shot with a crossbow.

It's important that citizens should only operate firearms

if they have the licence to do so.

Well, I understand the guidelines now, yes.

At the time, I was too busy ducking to avoid the arrows

flying everywhere to do any reading up.

Do you have a firearms licence?

Oh no, absolutely not, I hate guns.

But my dad taught me how to handle them when I was young.

Hunting.

Piet, do you really think that this is necessary?

I have to ask, for the record.

But who's going to check the record?

Me, boss. It's my job.

It's fine, really. I picked up Khaya's gun.

I shot van Wyk.

Twice.

I would do it again.

And, are you willing to undergo firearms training

with one of our safety officers

in case anything of this nature happens in the future?

I highly doubt I'm going to encounter

another psychopath with a crossbow anytime in the future.

Um...

Hearing's officially concluded.

Maria Purvis cleared of all charges.

- Is that it? - Mm-hm.

Khaya Meyer cleared of all charges relating to negligence.

- What? - Standard procedure

when an officer's gun lands into civilian hands, boss.

You were investigating me?

I just cleared you though, sir.

You did the right thing. I don't think I've ever told you.

Oh, I know I did.

I'd hate to be dead. And you.

How was Cape Town?

It was good. Busy.

You should come to dinner. Friday?

It's a date.

Oh, Maria...

Um, do you mind if I bring someone along?

On the date?

I know, I know, it's um... I'm sorry, it's Kazi.

She's coming to visit for a weekend.

Oh, yes.

Of course. Oh, yes. The more the merrier.

You could get started on the monthly events write up?

Done it.

Any notable birthdays coming up?

I wrote a profile on this town's first mayor

who would've been 150 this month.

Oh!

Alright, fine, you can go to Littleford,

do a piece on the murder there, but it's a one-off!

Thanks, Hats.

Busy day Morag? Mm...

Me too.

And now it's time for a wee bit of cooking.

Oh...

Oh, there you go. Put the rock in.

That's it... Hey!

So...

I started packing your things from my room.

Your room?

You'd best be careful.

I'm a pretty good shot.

You know, Gordon won't stop until he's got the proof.

I don't suppose he will.

Does it not bother you, Aileen?

Your whole marriage, has it all been about me and Mickey?

Don't be daft.

How much of your savings has he spent

flying you both out here, and himself home again?

To investigate what?

He's been trying to prove that I killed Mickey for...

how many years now?

Surely if there was proof to be found

do you not think he would have found it?

Oh, he'll keep looking,

because he cares about Mickey. About getting justice for him.

Because he cares about me!

I can see how much you need to believe that.

- Hm... - Hurry up now, Jess.

We literally just arrived!

Yes, but ever since your bike got smashed

it's like I'm your bloody chauffeur.

And besides... if we spend too long here

people's gonna all start thinking I'm also a satanist.

A new patient for me?

Yes please! Maria says you're a genius at fixing things.

She's a genius at making macarons, that's for sure.

Let's go take a look.

- Hello. - Hi. Yeah...

Yeah, she looks rough.

Luckily the helmet worked.

Just leave her right here. Just get the kickstand there.

Thanks.

Some of my patients are human.

I am qualified to fix both. Psychologist and mechanic.

An unusual career combo.

I worked as a psychologist in the city,

but I like living in the country.

Fewer patients though, so I diversified.

Okay, I'm gonna need about a week.

I need to order in some parts, but she's definitely fixable.

Good,

because my chauffeur is getting antsy.

Most people have some trauma to work through.

You're welcome to join us anytime.

Jessie!

Um, thanks, but not at the moment.

- And, thanks. - Sure.

I'm coming!

No, I completely understand, I hear you.

And trust me,

I will convey your message to the editor personally.

It's a pleasure. Bye!

What's the message?

Oh, some old tannie complaining about the size of your print.

Oh.

Hats, the phone was just ringing and ringing,

so eventually I just came through.

You have had two calls from the Ladies Aid about fundraising.

This gentleman placed a personal ad about a long-lost cousin,

and an advertiser took out a double-page spread

for his fertiliser special.

Well, I talked him up to the double-page spread.

He was umming and ahing and sitting on the fence.

There you go.

- Doep? - Mm?

How do you fancy being my campaign manager?

Butchery deals promoted at every public event.

Your van gets painted over as a campaign vehicle.

Hm... Half campaign vehicle, half mayoral meat special.

On voting day, it's my face and my face only.

No sausage.

- Deal. - Deal. First step,

an outdoor movie night to launch the whole campaign.

- "Hattie, the hands-on mayor." - Is this the Gazette still,

or have I interrupted a political rally?

Marius, how can I help?

I'd like to take out a two-page ad for my mayoral campaign.

Unless, of course, you're so narrow minded--

No, of course! No problem.

Colour, or... black and white?

Colour, definitely go for colour.

You have to show off those beautiful baby blues of yours.

Colour. Yes.

Morag, I think what both Troubled in Paradise and I need

is some comfort from an old friend.

Wow, do you ever stop working?

Oh, every now and again.

Mm...

Dear Troubled... When we don't confront things,

well, then we leave room for mistrust to simmer.

It's not healthy to leave things unspoken.

You asked me if your marriage can survive

and I honestly don't know.

But the only place to start, is with the truth.

Oh, Morag, I really like Maria...

But Gordon says we cannae trust her.

I don't know if you need to forgive your wife,

or if she needs to forgive you.

Probably both? Maybe you even need to forgive yourself.

My recipe for forgiveness takes time

but it's definitely worth it.

Detective Sergeant Gordon McClintock.

I need a file for Mickey Purvis.

Here's my paperwork for a PSAR.

Start with oxtail and lamb neck.

You'll need to let it brown to properly develop flavour.

Remember to season, always add salt.

And don't forget to water it.

What I love about this dish

is how each ingredient brings out the best in the others.

Jess, I need your red jacket.

Um, hello?

Come on, I don't care, I'm 16.

As long as you guys don't get R-rated, it doesn't matter.

It's fine, carry on. Don't mind me.

- Bron! - Sorry, thank you.

Like a good relationship,

this potjie needs care and attention.

Every layer of flavour adds more depth.

From the potato and carrots

all the way to the green beans mushrooms and tomatoes,

it just keeps getting more delicious.

Hello? Kazi! You answered!

Are we still on for this weekend?

Well, you bet.

Perhaps the most important ingredient

in forgiveness is patience.

You'll need it here too, because it's time to just let it simmer.

This particular potjie needs a boost of flavour

so don't forget your secret ingredients.

- Oh, hello. - Georgie.

It's lovely to see you.

- I'll see you tomorrow. - Okay.

And remember,

sauces really are the only kind of secrets you should have.

Don't stir it though...

This is all about layers and creating depth.

You'll know when it's ready.

That's the best answer I have, really.

You'll just know.

What have you made there?

Recipe will be in the paper tomorrow,

you can buy it like everybody else.

Wait.

Do...

Do you remember...

the first time we met?

You were explaining to the chippy

how they could make their batter more crispy.

I remember.

- You thrashed me at darts. - Well, it wasnae difficult.

You've got a terrible arm on you for darts.

And you were always more competitive.

Aye.

Gordon only wants what's best for me.

Thank you.

If it was me and my partner was cheating on me,

I'd squeeze his testicles in a vice.

- Sorry? - The letter...

- That's what you're reading? - Oh, yes. I think it's sad.

Marriage vows are sacred before God.

Maybe you're right...

Maybe I don't have to get the vice myself.

I could just pray for God to do it to him.

Hey...

What's the recipe?

Pot stew.

Two kinds of meat.

I'm sure Maria can suggest a vegan one if you ask.

Everyone in the queue today was talking about infidelity.

Potjie sounds like a lovely idea.

Wow, for just the two of us?

Maybe when the kids get back

from visiting your parents for the holidays.

- I miss the kids. - I'm sure they're doing great.

I can still miss them.

Yes, you can. I didn't mean that.

- You busy today? - Yes.

I'm helping Hattie. You're coming too?

Maybe a bit later. I promised Mrs Harris

that I'd stop by her and read this afternoon,

so I'll do that first.

- Doep! - Yes, Hattie?

- Everything needs to be perfect. - And it will be, Hattie.

It will be. Just trust and believe.

Yes, go for two.

Mm-hm... Yes.

Can I help you?

Bike looks good.

Are you Ricus?

I'm supposed to report to you for therapy,

part of my "parole" from rehab.

Ah, Jaco!

There's no support group tonight,

but if anybody asks, I'll tell them you stopped by.

I thought I'd see if you need a hand with anything.

- I can't pay you. - I'm good with engines.

I've been servicing my own since I was 14.

Yeah, I just started out here.

I can't promise you a regular income.

Gimme a chance, man.

I'm not gonna steal shit.

This isn't about you and your shit.

I can't employ you, and I can't pay you.

Get that running, and I'll cut you in on the repair fee.

Cool, whatever.

And...

don't go into the reptile enclosure.

I hope it's a good turnout. For Hattie.

You know how the people in this town love a freebie.

That's true. And a chance to gossip.

I'm looking forward to finding out

why "The Gods must be Crazy."

I mean, I'd always suspected that they were.

It's definitely a classic.

I'm Hattie Wilson.

Hattie?

Harriet...

No, don't be silly.

I'm Hattie Wilson. And if you don't know my name yet...

- Hattie... - Sorry, Frank,

I'm just practicing!

Hattie, I think we have everything under control.

Um, I just have a few things to take care of at the guest house,

then I'll be back.

Thank you, Frank. Whatever would we do without you?

People of Eden, I'm Hattie Wilson,

and I'm one of you.

You want us to do what exactly?

Interview a suspect

who's currently living in your jurisdiction.

Just an interview?

That's all. Fairly basic police work.

- And who's the suspect? - Maria Purvis.

- Maria. - Yes, Jessie?

You haven't spoken much about your sister-in-law.

- Are you looking for the gossip? - That's not fair.

You're my friend, and I care about you.

What would you like to know?

I heard a rumour in town that she says your house is hers.

But that's obviously nonsense.

It's complicated.

Will you tell me if you need help?

I will.

I promise.

You... you are her brother-in-law, right?

We met that day. Why would I investigate for you?

I'm sure you've been busy settling back in,

but if you check your email

you'll see a formal request from Police Scotland.

They finally stopped ignoring my requests

once I showed them the extent of Maria's estate in Eden.

They found the pictures of her land most illuminating.

Everyone thought I'd lost my mind on this one, Detective.

Become obsessed. I was pushed out the force for it.

But finally, they're starting to take me seriously.

Just ask her, "Did you kill your husband?"

What's the worst thing that could happen?

- Have an eggselent evening! - Thank you.

Good one!

One please.

Would you like your eggs soft, or well done?

Oh, soft please! I love me a good yolk.

Yeah, me too, they really crack me up.

- Oh... - Mrs McClintock! Marius Rabie,

I'm assisting your husband with your legal matters.

Of course, it's lovely to see you.

Rabie, Rabie... Oh, I've finally put it together.

Is it your gorgeous wife who runs the deli?

- Ex-wife. - Oh, I'm so sorry.

Is he making progress with the case?

He is indeed, Mr Rabie. He is indeed.

- Good. - Are you having?

Hey...

I didn't think community spirit was your thing.

Oh, I'm not here for the movies.

What do you need?

- Just, like, a few hundred. - For what?

I'm not gonna buy drugs, if that's what you're asking.

Look, just till I get paid, okay?

I've already organised some work.

Alright.

Okay, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,

and everything in between...

It's almost showtime! So, this is last rounds

to go and get yourself something fabulous to eat

from one of our fantastic food stalls.

Because the festivities start in 20 minutes. No, 30 minutes.

It's so crowded here,

I don't think we'll get close to the screen!

That's okay. It's not often we get a babysitter, right?

Excuse me, excuse me... Pregnant lady coming through.

Excuse me, thank you.

Don't get any respect anymore. Excuse me?

Thank you, excuse me!

Pregnant lady coming through. Jesus!

Rude people. Excuse me, thank you.

Jeez...

- Hello. - Hello.

- Busy day? - No, mostly weeding.

- Yourself? - Mostly paperwork.

You look terribly serious.

Oh, tired maybe.

If you're worried about Kazi,

I realise how sensitive it is, introducing her to a...

someone, and if you think it's too soon--

No, no, no. I told her you are a friend,

and I'm sure she'll love you.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please?

Welcome.

For those of you who don't know me,

I'm Hattie Wilson.

And I'm here this evening to tell you

that I will be running for the position of--

Fire! There's a fire!

The town is on fire!

Stay calm, everyone. Stay calm.

We're gonna fight this fire together.

Doep, call the fire brigade.

Stay calm, everyone!

Andries, there's people here.

Come, come, come...

Get him to the medics.

Come, boy. Come, come. Alright, alright...

Come, you're free.

- Hey... - Hattie, where's Frank?

- I haven't seen him. - Where...

Buckets! We need more buckets!

How far is the engine?

It's coming from Oudtshoorn. It's still 15 minutes.

Let's get those buckets!

Let me have a look... Let me see.

It's okay...

Riley!

Riley James September, if you move even one muscle,

I will ground you for a month. Do you hear me?

- I just-- I just wanted... - You stay put, my boy.

- Did you see Frank? - Frank?

- My husband, did you see him? - Sorry, I have smoke in my eyes,

I could've seen ten... I don't know.

- Khaya... - Yeah?

We need to find Frank.

Is Frank inside?

I thought he was at the movies, but look, there's his car.

- Frank! - No, whoa!

Frank! Frank!

Get out. Go, get out!

No...

Frank!

Go, go, go! Everybody, get down! Get down!

This is what we do!

- Form a line! Let's go! - Come on, boys!

We're here.

Frank...