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Yes.

Yes.

Yeah.

No, polony doesn't make you gay, sir.

I don't know why you have a burning desire to make out with a man.

You can use it for anything if you bought it.

That was me. That was me on the phone!

It's Flip!

Dude, your face!

There's camera.

There's a camera.

-He almost wet himself! -You got me!

I see you here

I see you there

I catch you on my camera. Oh, Flip.

I think of resigning every day,

but then I remember that I didn't get a job interview for six months.

We throw everything here.

-I'll put this over there. -Yes, throw it over there.

Pierre Spies! Pierre Spies!

Are you okay?

There's a camera.

There's a camera.

-I thought you'd have a heart attack. -Did you see her face?

Saucers for eyes.

Guys.

Afternoon!

Can someone please help me?

Guys, someone's in the office.

Sir, can you help?

Both my arms are broken.

I need to go to the bathroom.

Help him, Kayle.

Can you help with my zip, sir?

-No, thanks. -Go on.

-I need help urgently. -No, thank you.

Look at his arms, Gavin.

Please, I don't want to wet myself again!

-You can make people touch you there. -Please go away, Kayle!

-It's really inappropriate, Flip. -Kayle, Kayle.

-Who's this Flip person? -Sexual harassment.

Dammit, Kayle!

It's me, Flip!

It's Flip!

There's a camera. There's a camera!

It's Flip, everyone.

Eww, he made an oops!

-Oh, wow. -It's just a pipe. It's just a pipe.

It won't stop. Help me.

-Help over there. -It's stuck!

I'm trying to open the zip.

Tjaart, get up.

Tjaart, it's sexual harassment!

Morning, morning!

Be warned.

Don't get a fright when we go inside.

There's bound to be a huge commotion.

Big day.

It's been a year since I became the manager.

So, let's go.

Look at that.

One candle.

Flip, what are you doing?

To be honest, I expected confetti, but this is a nice touch.

Gosh, Auntie. I know.

-But it's the first year of many. -Flip.

Flip.

Clowns.

Why give me a photo of Gerrie-- Oh.

Oh. Gerrie was the manager before me.

And yes, exactly a year ago today, he resigned...

from...

that fan. Well, there used to be a fan.

They had to remove half of it along with the body.

And it gets damn hot in summer.

Thank you very much.

Which isn't a great legacy to leave.

When I took over, with my own money,

I bought everyone a desk-fan.

It keeps you cool and can't carry your body weight.

Practical and refreshing,

just like me.

We didn't see it coming, did we?

Here one moment, gone the next--

Dammit!

It makes you think, doesn't it?

Come closer, everyone. Come closer.

Move closer.

Let's have a minute of silence...

for Gerrie.

And... go.

Now we have to start again. Thank you.

And here we go again.

Ha, Bokke!

-Who wants a boozy brunch? -I'm in.

Bossman, it's not that kind of day.

Okay, boozy lunch.

-That rocks. -Yes.

Don't, don't.

We were going to have a quiet get together to remember Gerrie.

We just did.

Gerrie was a big part of our lives, Flip.

We need more than a moment of silence.

Of course.

He already has such a huge presence in the office.

Why wouldn't we want to talk about him all day?

When Gerrie passed away,

I was forced to question some of my life choices.

Then I discovered art.

I sketched Gerrie exactly how I remembered him.

It made me feel better.

I've sketched everyone in the office,

so when they...

their portraits can go up immediately.

Emma.

Q.

Flip.

Do you know what?

It's important to commemorate Gerrie today,

but it's also important to think about life.

So, let's forget about work today,

and think of someone still alive we can celebrate.

Today.

Specifically today.

-Can I just go home? -No.

I didn't know the guy.

-Were you sad when Madiba died? -Yes.

-Did you know Madiba? -No.

Exactly.

Flip, I can still make it to Stella.

Show some respect for what this day means.

All of you.

Two things could be true at the same time.

You choose what you remember.

Apartheid ended the same day democracy began.

I don't know why my staff miss apartheid.

I'm democracy.

-I'll open that for you. -Oh, thank you.

Oh, heavens!

No, wait. It'll spray.

-Give it to me. -No.

-I've got this. -No.

I'll take the risk. It was my mistake.

Not today, coolie. Not today.

Wise.

Yes, I think I made a friend.

A SPIRITED MAN WITH A ZEST FOR LIFE

He knew how to party.

He could.

It's a video, guys.

Nice, Gavin.

Well done, Gavin.

Thank you.

We're all here--

Oops.

Great.

We're here today to celebrate a wonderful man's life.

Or wonderful men.

Flip, sorry, Emma and Q weren't here so I'll explain.

Gerrie hung himself because his wife left him.

No, he lost all his money in a pyramid scheme.

No, it's because his daughter became a lesbian.

Gerrie died doing what he loved.

Hanging around in the office.

Goodness, Flip.

Auntie Miems.

He was a good, traditional Afrikaans man

who cared for his staff.

He made us feel like part of the family.

I was probably the closest person to him out of all us, to him.

And he was very funny.

You know how we used to laugh so much.

I can't...

I can't, sorry.

He was good at checking in on us to see if we were okay.

If only we took the time to find out if he was doing okay.

You know his wife remarried?

Yes, but the guy she married is very ugly.

Gerrie was hot.

He had no reason to take himself out.

You never know what's happening in people's hearts.

If only we knew.

If only we knew.

If only we knew.

Gavin, my Indian friend, you're so right.

What's going on in our hearts?

Gerrie isn't dead because of

lesbian daughters and affairs and...

whatever you said.

He died because he never looked inwards

and asked, "Am I okay?"

I look at you guys and wonder...

are they okay?

I'm not sure if you know if you are.

But I...

won't bury a staff member

because they didn't know they were really sad.

This won't be pretty,

but today, I'm saving your lives.

Take off your shoes.

Tjaart, sit down.

Make sure your knees touch.

We need to feel each other.

I want to start by saying this is a safe circle.

It's a circle of trust with only love in the circle.

Everyone will get a turn

to hear what the rest of us think is the reason you would kill yourself.

-What? -What?

Something you might not be aware of.

-A blind-spot. -I don't need to hear that.

We didn't do it for Gerrie and the bad news is he's dead.

The good news is that I got his job

and now you'll all stay alive.

Let's start with Gavin.

Take everything you know about Gavin

and think why he'd want to end his life.

Gavin, looks quite happy.

Shut up and play the game, okay?

-It's life and death. -I don't know.

He's a nice family man.

Close family. Maybe too close.

If Mags or one of his daughters die, he'll have nothing to live for.

They're perfectly healthy.

What if a truck hits them?

Good grief.

If his family suddenly gets taken out by the truck,

or the night of the long knives, or whatever.

Then we know

to check up on Gavin.

-But I don't think it'll happen. -Never say never.

Joubert.

-Blind spot, anyone? -Pansy.

A bit soft.

You know, you're right. That's it.

I could never put my finger on it, but that's it.

You're a softy!

Especially for an Afrikaner.

You're not a proper man.

You braai with a Weber, and call the AA to change a tyre.

I pay for that service.

And your hands are too soft, as if you use cream.

You stop for directions, on the roads and in life.

That hurt.

A real Afrikaner man doesn't get hurt, does he?

-Hey, don't be sad. -I'm not.

Just toughen up.

-Okay? -Yes.

-Joanne? -No, thanks. Skip me.

Nope, everyone gets saved.

You care too much.

Shut up, Kayle.

Age.

You were so hot in your 20s,

your 30s,

some of your 40s,

but time comes for you.

-Yeah. -Caught Gavin.

Caught Auntie Miems twice.

Catches all of us.

Except for little Emma over here.

She's still young.

But you're not as young as she is, are you?

No.

That sort of thing makes one lose it a bit.

Menopause.

-Yup, all that stuff. -You're an asshole.

Okay, let it out.

I said I didn't want hear it.

-I'm trying to help. -Let's do you.

No, I'm just the facilitator.

You want to be nasty because you're hurt.

You can't take what you dish out, can you?

I can, but it's not about me.

Nothing you say will make me throw a rope over a beam.

Yes, because it'll break.

That was good.

Okay, my belly. I hear you.

I've learned to live with it.

I'm proud of who I am.

A little baby fat never hurt anyone.

A bit more than baby fat.

-Yeah. -Try to exercise a bit, Bossman.

Yes, but that's not the point.

But Flip, you eat in bed.

I didn't know the hawks were watching me.

I know a good dietician.

Proud of who I am.

-If it makes you sad-- -Gavin, show us your six-pack.

You don't have a wife and kids.

I don't want any now. I'm still young and sexy,

unlike Auntie Fossil.

You're not so young any more.

So in a nutshell, fat, bald, lonely.

-Yeah. -That's it. The circle's broken.

This isn't a safe circle with any love.

-I've got you. -No.

I wasn't-- Tjaart, sit!

I wasn't going to say anything, hoping someone would remember,

but Gerrie died a year ago.

What happened on the same day?

I got his job.

The same day.

I've been your boss for exactly a year.

And no one remembered.

But there's cake...

which I clearly can't eat.

So enjoy it.

Every last crumb.

IF YOUR NAME'S NOT ON IT, IT'S FOR EVERYONE

Coffee.

Yup, I love coffee.

-For sure. -Hey?

You can't find a good cup of coffee in Klerksdorp.

-Indeed. -You noticed?

I've actually been to Joburg.

Yeah.

March of '23.

-Oh, wow. -Yeah, yeah.

They make a great cup of coffee.

They really do.

I actually bought a coffee machine in Joburg.

Yeah, and imported it to Klerksdorp.

Dolce Saagio.

-I don't really-- -It was R20 000.

Gosh, that's...

Worth every penny.

It really is magnificent.

I'm mean, I'm not into fast cars or anything like that,

but you can drive my coffee machine.

Let me tell you, you'll go fast.

-Like very fast. -Yeah.

But...

the problem is, it only makes double shots.

It doesn't make single shots,

so I keep throwing the other one away.

-Oh. -Yeah.

So, if you ever felt like

having a taste of Joburg,

you know,

maybe you could come round.

Gosh, thank you.

How old are you?

I'm 47.

-No way. -Yeah.

-No way. -Yeah, yeah.

My dad is 47.

Wow.

I see these dynamic people as my family.

I'm the father, of course.

I'm not getting smashed at the pub.

I'm a "there" dad.

There for school-runs.

Next to the rugby or netball field.

Or the curry-throwing competition.

I'm there.

But does this dad get a thank you? No.

The kids just want to know,

"What happened to our real dad?"

"Well, your real dad is dead."

So how about being grateful for what you have?

A "there" dad.

Write this in my diary.

Write,

"Dear diary.

Best day ever.

The staff celebrate my one year anniversary

and tell me I'm their best boss ever."

I'm manifesting, Emma.

And if it doesn't happen,

when I read this in 40 years, I'll think it did.

And because I'll think it did,

it'll be as good as if it really happened.

Right?

Yeah.

It's bad.

I hope you're proud of yourselves.

You broke Flip's heart.

What happened to the last heartbroken boss in that office?

Tjaart's right.

We have to do something.

I'm not apologising.

Guys, it feels a little unfair that we didn't get to me.

We didn't have all day, Kayle.

Guys, focus.

Guys, he thinks he took over the same day Gerrie died.

And you know...

Flip was the one who found Gerrie.

He called the ambulance,

and arranged everything before we got to work.

-Yeah. -Oh, I didn't know that.

Gerrie wasn't always great either.

He never remembered birthdays, but Flip does.

Yes, and flip is considerate.

He'll never hang himself in the office like a piece of biltong

for one of us to find him.

If he were to kill himself, he'd do it at home.

With pills.

So that there's no blood.

Where we'd only find him weeks later.

By then, maggots would've started to feed,

and just a fat skeleton--

Okay, Tjaart. We get it.

We're kind of leaving him in his saddest state.

Which is exactly what he's trying to prevent us from doing, you know?

This place never sells polony.

Like, polony is stored downstairs.

It gets shipped somewhere, and more polony is brought in

to be stored downstairs, but bro, like...

I never see them make a sale.

Flip.

What?

Please will you join us in the boardroom?

-Why? -Just because.

Okay.

Okay.

Ugh, okay.

Flip, I don't like thinking of sad things about myself.

No one does.

Yeah, sorry, neh?

But on the flip side,

it's good to see the positives that make us want to live.

Flip, can you think of anything positive about me?

You're tall.

You're friendly.

-Okay, tall and friendly. Thanks. -Yeah.

Like a giant.

A skinny giant.

-We should call you Marius. -No, thanks.

Auntie Miems is next.

You never lie.

You always finish everything you type.

You look good for your age.

-Yes. -Yeah.

-Me, Flip? -Gavin, you're a good listener.

You love Afrikaans.

-Yeah. -You don't stink.

Tjaart, you drink every day.

-Flip, let's try something positive-- -No, that's perfect.

I work hard at it.

I'm glad someone noticed.

Thanks, buddy.

Joanne, you are...

very honest.

-Yes. -Okay, I'll take it.

Flip, you've been our manager for exactly one year today.

Thank you.

You are...

stylish!

-Thanks, Flip. -Yeah.

-Kayle, you are... -Yes?

You are...

English.

-Speaks English well. -Very well.

-Good English. -Yeah, very good.

Emma, you're friendly and take good notes.

You're both friendly!

This is my first job, other than waitressing.

And the people here...

mostly hate each other,

but they like each other at the same time.

It's like a family where you can rip each other apart,

but everyone stands together against outsiders.

Like old friends.

All thanks to polony.

Pal-ony.

Pal-only.

I'm so good at this.

I'm actually in the mood for this.

Does the offer still stand?

My offer expired after an hour.

Sorry, you're on your own.

Oh, dammit.

I'm joking.

I can't watch you do that to yourself.

You're good.

If you've got, you've got it.

I swapped the can with another one.

-It's been quite a day. -Gosh, yes.

Go home, everyone.

See you, Bossman.

-Joanne, drinks? -I drink alone.

Bye.

Drinks?

Oh, no. I...

No, it's fine.

Drinks?

Yes, with my brother.

-Want to join us? -No, no, no.

Send my love, but...

Okay.

Drink--

You're too young to drink. Go straight home.

-Do your homework. -Have a good evening.

Sometimes, it's about the prizes, the legacy,

and being the best boss ever.

But what I love most is the love.

If the people around you love you,

nothing else matters.

And I am loved.

I probably wouldn't have been loved if Gerrie were still alive, so...

Thanks, Gerrie! No, wait.

Thank you, Gerrie.

Cool!

Yeah, I deserve that.