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I know the person responsible for this.

Who is it?

My blood. Sihle.

You cheated on your husband

- because of a Sotho! - Bandile, shh.

- Don't touch me! - Bandile, be quiet.

You're dead to me.

That Menziwa boy is making things difficult.

Sometimes you need to sacrifice for the greater good.

If we kill him, then our problems will be over.

Leave him to us.

Consider Bandile dead.

My mother.

I'll avenge your death.

I'll avenge Dad's death.

I promise you, my mother.

Oh, my dear parents.

My son,

I think we have enough wood now.

I think we have enough wood.

Leruo. Leruo?

Do you need to talk?

What will talking do? What's the use? It won't give us normal lives.

Or stop Tlali from trying to kill me.

What's hurting yourself going to help?

We can't just sit here and wait for him to find us.

Goodness, you said we need a full army to take him on.

- Didn't you say that? - I did, Ma,

but are we not going to take any action at all?

Wait, let me go.

Man, the whole of Lesotho is looking for you,

but no one is looking for me.

I'll keep my ear on the ground, and see what's happening.

- Then we can plan our next move. - Hm.

Are you sure?

This is a dire situation.

Well, take care of yourself, my son.

- Don't worry, Ma. I'll be alert. - Hm.

Hey, man. Take care of the old lady.

- Well... - Okay, my son.

Goodbye.

Gentlemen,

what you're looking at right now,

is what the Top Four failed to be.

I'm talking about strong men.

I'm talking about intelligent men.

I'm talking about determined men.

I'm talking about handsome men.

Not those hideous b***ards.

Gentlemen, we're fearless!

We're heading there, gentlemen, to take everything they own!

- Are we clear? - Yes.

Now, gentlemen, we're heading to the Biyelas tomorrow.

His name is Bandile Biyela.

When we get there, I want us to shoot everything that moves.

- We open fire. Are we clear? - Yes.

Once we're done shooting, we take their cattle.

Listen carefully, gentlemen.

I don't care if their cattle are fat.

I don't care if their cattle are skinny. We're taking everything.

- Are we clear? - Yes, Boss.

The only thing we're leaving behind,

are dead bodies.

Now, gentlemen, when we're done there,

we shoot the farm owner,

his wife, and we shoot his child.

- Are we clear? - Yes, Boss.

Now, with my last bullet...

I can imagine Bandile laying on the floor.

With my last bullet,

I'll just... puh. Woah!

That will be the end of him.

Now, gentlemen,

you need to understand that our journey won't be easy.

But I promise that everyone that makes it back

will get twenty thousand.

- Are we clear? - Yes, Boss.

Now, gentlemen,

those of us who won't make it back,

I want you to be proud of yourselves.

Know that you've done a good job, gentlemen.

Take pride in knowing that you died providing for your families.

- Are we clear? - Yes.

- Are we clear?! - Yes!

- Let's go! - Let's go!

♪ We'll kill them! We'll kill them! ♪ ♪ We'll kill them! We'll kill them! ♪

♪ We'll kill them! We'll kill them! ♪ ♪ We'll kill them! We'll kill them! ♪

I'm sorry the food took so long, the generator was just misbehaving.

No, don't worry, you're here now, my girl.

What's wrong, son? You're so quiet.

I have nothing to say, Sibal'khulu.

You know, I have those moments too.

I'll just be quiet and not speak to anyone.

Mbuli says Bandile was here.

He seemed upset when he left. What happened?

Oh, Mbuli?

He's one of our drivers.

He was in the car when Bandile left.

Oh.

- Well? - Well, what, Baba?

How's Bandile?

He's okay. Nothing is wrong with him.

He had an argument with Sephamola. One of our workers.

They had an argument? Why, did he betray him?

Betray him?

No, Sephamola would never do that.

How do you know that?

He'd die for Bandile. He loves him.

So that makes you think he'd never betray him?

Wh-- Why are you asking me that?

Well in my experience, people who claim to love us

always disappoint us.

It doesn't matter how much you show them that you trust them.

They'll always disappoint you in the end.

Oh, well...

that's not what happened between Sephamola and Bandile.

It was just a silly argument.

Were you able to comfort him?

I hope so.

- What did you say? - Huh?

What did you say to comfort him?

Um, I don't remember the whole conversation.

May I dish up?

Clearly whatever you said to comfort him didn't work.

He was emotional when he left.

Well, clearly it didn't work.

You don't have to dish up for me. I'm not hungry.

So, what do you say?

I said you are not my type.

Tell me, what's your type?

You see, my type, is a wealthy man.

A man that can buy me champagne. Hm.

You didn't hear me. Who do you think I am?

I didn't say I don't have money. I said they don't sell it here.

So why don't you give me money, so I can buy it myself, brother?

You clearly don't know who I am.

Oh, really?

Let me make an example.

Do you see all the b***hes here?

They all want to leave with Mosa.

Besides me.

Who's this?

Hey, man. Tlali?

Tlali wants to see me?

Tell him I'll see him tonight.

- Tlali wants to see you? - Yes.

Tlali and I have business to discuss.

Oh. Are you guys friends?

Let me put it this way.

- Me, - Hm.

- and Tlali, - Hm.

- are like brothers. - Hmm.

So when he needs something, he calls me.

When I need something, I call him.

Really?

- Let me go. - No, no.

Where do you think you're going? How about something to drink?

Never mind that.

How about you come with me?

Come on, Mosa.

Come on, Mosa.

- You know I don't mind sharing. - Hm.

No.

- It's just that-- - Hold me here.

- Hm. - You see?

Hm.

This one must hold me here.

- I'll hold you here, right? - Hm.

Then we close our eyes.

Close your eyes.

Get down, b****.

B****, don't say a word. Shut up! Get down! I'll beat you up.

- I'm sorry, brother. - Get down.

- Get down, b****! - Please, brother.

Please forgive me.

What's wrong?

Excuse me, Dad?

Talk to me.

You'll feel better after talking to me.

Tell me what's wrong.

It's nothing, Sibal'khulu.

Have you forgotten that you come from my testicle?

I know you.

And the questions you were asking Sihle at breakfast?

Sihle slept with another man, Dad.

Who told you that?

I heard her speaking to Bandile.

You don't seem surprised.

Hey. I'm sorry, my son.

You knew?

Yes, the Sothos told me.

She's my wife, Sibal'khulu. Didn't you think of telling me?

I knew you'd get like this.

Dad, I'm sorry, but I've done everything for that b****.

I loved her and was patient with her. I gave her everything I had!

I even apologised for bulls***. Just for her to play me like this.

She's rotten.

She comes from rotten stock.

How do I even deal with this?

Discipline her, my boy.

How, Dad?

Like a man.

- There's Tseko. - Okay.

Help me up, my child.

Hm.

- Hello, young man. - Old lady.

- Sir. - I found Tlali's goon,

eating Tlali's leftovers.

He's turned out to be just like Tlali.

- Disgusting! - Honestly.

That's the b***ard we need.

I'll beat him up until he s**** himself.

- Did anyone see you come here? - No, Ma.

- Hm. - I used back routes to get here.

Take him to the river. He'll talk eventually.

- He will. - I'll make him s***.

He'll tell us the truth.

Man, you'll tell us the truth eventually.

You a**hole.

Bloody s***.

Hey, hey, hey!

Wake up. Are you awake?

This b***ard.

Now, I'm going to ask you a couple of questions.

If you don't tell me what I want to hear,

I'll squeeze your b***s. Are we clear?

- I don't know anything, Ma. - I'm not your mother.

Stop calling me your mother, okay?

Don't piss me off.

Don't you dare piss me off by calling me your mother.

Good. Let's start afresh.

Who's paying Tlali?

Ma, I'll tell you everything I know.

That's good, my child.

Speak up, b***ard.

I'm listening.

There-- There's a Zulu man.

His name is Dumisani.

He's been paying Tlali.

He instructed him to kill a man called...

I don't recall, but I think his name is Bandile.

He said to kill him and steal his cattle again.

Please don't burn me. That's all I know, I promise.

You've been sitting here all day.

You must be tired.

I've run you a bath so you can...

relax a little.

Why does Sihle hate me so much?

What have I done to her?

Sihle doesn't hate you.

I nearly died in Lesotho, because of Sihle.

She told them I was coming.

I nearly died in Lesotho, because of Sihle's betrayal.

- I'm sure she wasn't thinking-- - She wasn't thinking, Nolwandle.

All she cares about is that Sotho's b***s.

The same one that killed my parents.

My love, let's go inside.

That man killed my parents.

Sihle chose to tip him off.

She's turned her back on her family.

Ma, we can't let Tlali kill him.

What does it have to do with you?

He's our enemy, Leruo.

Ma, Bandile isn't our enemy. Tlali made him our enemy.

What about my mother? Who forced him to kill her?

Don't you see that Tlali is using Bandile to fight his battles?

Really? So you don't care that my mother,

your grandmother, was killed by that Zulu?

Ma, I care and I loved my grandmother very much.

- I'm just as hurt as you are. - No, man.

I understand why all of this is happening.

Leruo, stop testing death.

- The Zulus are our greatest enemies. - Hm.

I know we agree on a lot, but I don't agree with you on this. At all.

- Do you think you'll make it there? - Ma, Sihle's life is in danger.

Oh my goodness. I've had enough of that Zulu girl.

That woman you hate, saved all of us.

We could've all died. We'd all be gone.

Exactly, because that Zulu man would've killed us all.

Now you're trying to protect him.

Tseko, let's go.

Brother, you know that I love you.

We're inseparable and I'll die with you.

But this time... no.

No way.

Are you letting me do this alone?

What are you going to do?

Are you going to leave? Hm?

My brother, please take care of my mother.

I'll see you when I return.

I've made my decision. I'm leaving.

You're becoming just like Tlali. You don't listen.

Leruo! Leruo!

Leruo!

Leruo!

Aarg.

- Oh, my love, is..? - Who's Leruo?

Huh?

I've asked you a question. Answer me.

No. Band...

- Bandile-- - Bandile?

- Bandile says a lot when he's angry. - Hey!

I heard you with my own ears.

You slept with that cattle-stealing Sotho b***ard.

I've been asking you and you lied.

- Kwanele, I-- I can explain. - Explain what?

- I'm begging you-- - I paid lobola for you.

I paid lobola for you.

I gave you our dream wedding.

- You chose to open your legs... - I'm begging you.

for that Sotho b***ard that smells like horse urine.

- What am I going to with you? - Kwanele--

What will I do with a lice-infested person?

What are you doing? Kwanele, no!

Piss off, Kwanele! Piss off!