All language subtitles for Agent s01e11 Yellow Card

[man] Previously on Agent...

Yoh! Yoh! Yoh.

Fuck Blaze, Baba.
Baba, Lesego is messing up tremendously.

[in vernacular]
Do you have bullets for that?

[in English]
You don't have to tell me anything.

I'm not going anywhere.

Underage, walk away.

[muffled screaming]

-Lesego!
-[muffled screaming]

-[overlapping shouting]
-Get your fucking-- Oh, shit!

Did you fuck her?

[amplified tapping]

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you.

Thank you so very much
for being with us here today.

Before we begin,
we have a very special treat for you.

We would like to begin
with a song of praise.

A song of praise for my father...

Mr. Walter Dube.

[choir over speakers]
♪ Hallelujah, hallelujah... ♪

[hymn continues]

Does this guy have any limits?

She knows, Chris. Natalie.

She knows.

Told her everything.

[whistles]

Fuck me.

And?

She... she was okay with it.

She's okay with it?

Mate, she's a copper,
and she just let you off the hook?

She understands
the context of that night...

and why things went down the way they did.

She's playing you, bruv.

Letting you feel secure.

Meanwhile, back at the station,
she's launching an official investigation.

Maybe, but that's not the real reason
why she wouldn't take me back.

What other reason could there possibly be?

Remember Cape Town?

Remember Bae Crystal?

Why would you volunteer that information?

Because I'm tired of harboring secrets.

That's why she turfed you?
That's the real reason, bruv?

[The Spencer Davis Group's
"Keep On Running" plays]

♪ Keep on running ♪

♪ Keep on hiding ♪

[no audible dialogue]

♪ One fine day, I'm gonna be the one ♪

♪ To make you understand ♪

♪ Oh yeah, I'm gonna be your man ♪

♪ Keep on running ♪

♪ Running from my arms ♪

♪ One fine day, I'm gonna be the one
To make you understand ♪

♪ Oh yeah, I'm gonna be your man ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everyone is talking about me ♪

♪ It makes me feel so bad ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everyone is laughing at me ♪

♪ It makes me feel so sad ♪

♪ So keep on running ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Keep on running... ♪

When my grandfather Evans

began this football club,
many, many years ago...

they had to wear their shirts inside out
for their away games.

And that's because
they could not afford a change of kit.

Fifty years later,

we stand on the threshold of becoming
Africa's biggest football club.

And yes, my father's blood runs,
or rather, is ingrained,

in every single blade
of grass here at this club.

What shall I call it? Hmm?

The theater of dreams.

But his blood, yes, his blood,

is now needed by his weakening heart.

And whilst we may all never forget
the significant contribution

that this great man, Walter Dube,

has made for this football club,

I believe today
it is time to look forward.

It is time to look forward
into a brighter future

where Marlboro United will not aim
for the top eight, like they used to.

No more Bob Save. No more Mainstay.
[chuckles]

And no more Knockout.

We will now aim for the stars.

We aim, we achieve.

"We carry a new world here, in our hearts.

That world is growing this minute."

I now invite each and every one of you
to ask any questions.

-[overlapping chatter]
-[man] Question. Question right here.

Jade Singh, Laduma. Mr. Dube--

Yes, I know exactly who you are, sister.

Before I begin, any reason
why you choose to end your speech

with a quote from Spanish revolutionary
Buenaventura Durruti?

Well... my dear sister,
we must give credit where it is due.

But that quote is about
the workers overcoming the bourgeoisie.

Surely that's not what you're saying?

[overlapping chatter]

-[man] Question.
-Yes?

[man] African Soccer Today.

Yes, uh, Ademola Babatunde,
African Soccer Today.

Is it true that you have sent Herve Toure
to the under-17s? And if so, why?

If you refer to this noble crest

of our dear club...

it says "Marlboro United."

It does not say "Marlboro Divided"

or "Marlboro Individual."

There is no question,
ladies and gentlemen,

that indeed Toure is a very,
very talented young player.

There is no question of that.

Oh, but like my good old friend
Sir Alex Ferguson said,

"No player is bigger than the club."

[Jade] Uh, if I may.

Mr. Dube, there has been
lots of speculation

regarding the recent movements
of club captain Lesego Moleko,

who has missed the last three games

and wasn't with the team
at the awards dinner.

Could you confirm or deny reports
that the club is going to off-load him?

Mr. Moleko has been granted
a period of compassionate leave,

just to sort out a family issue.

What does "family issues" even mean?

It's better than fucking "rehab,"
that's what.

Look, if there's one thing
this fucking wanker knows, its PR.

Lesego will be fine.

Whether or not Mr. Moleko
is part of the "Phumlani vision"

remains to be seen.

[Phumlani] In fact, I would argue
that this isn't even up to Phumlani.

It is in fact up to Mr. Moleko himself.

You see, ladies and gentlemen,

no one can deny the contribution

that Mr. Moleko has made
to this football club.

Who could forget that time

when he scored the hat-trick against Wits
in that Telkom Knockout Cup?

But sometimes, memories can be deceptive,

or even seductive.

Which is all the more reason why

we should sometimes let memories
be what they are.

Just memories.

For I must ask you...

when did Mr. Moleko do that recently?

If we are to challenge the way we think,
or even the way we act...

I mean, if we are to be called
the Barcelona of Africa...

then we must look forward.

And I would argue the same for Mr. Moleko.

So, if he is prepared to be here,
then I will allow it.

If not...

[taps key]

-I was watching that.
-Yeah, well, I've heard enough.

You know what you're doing right now,
don't you? Burying your head in the sand.

Don't shoot me
for saying what you're thinking.

Furthermore, what you should be thinking.

Blaze, listen to me.

The kid has to go. You must know that.

He's not in any of Phumlani's plans.

But he's four months
into a three-year contract.

And we both know that contracts
aren't worth the paper they're printed on.

There's always a buyer. Always.

Yeah, well, this one better have
deep pockets. I mean deep.

How much do you think the Golden Boy
is gonna accept for the kid?

Sponsor revenues are crazy right now.

We need to speak to the big boys.

I'll talk to Kaizer, you speak to Patrice,
whet their appetites.

And one more thing...

have a word with the old man.

See where their valuation of Herve is.

Yeah?

Let the chips fall where they may.

-Cool.
-Yeah.

[taps key]

We will rise from the Dead Sea
to Mount Sinai,

to the promised land.

And I urge you to join us in this exodus
from mediocrity...

to greatness.

I thank you.

[Lesego] I hope I'm not
signing my life away.

[man] You already did that.
Now you are claiming it back.

Is there any family member you'd like
to send to us for a training session?

Training session?

How to deal with a relapse.

To make sure that
the home environment is suitable.

Supervision. That sort of thing.

No.

It's not because you're leaving today
that things is over.

-There's no one.
-In that case,

I'd suggest ongoing outpatient
or home healthcare.

But of course,
it does come with, uh, certain costs.

Oh, there's, there's no need.
That's already taken care of.

Oh.

Yeah, the club,
they think all of this is for them.

They own me.

They own my body.

But they don't own my mind.

All that shit, I did it,
I did it on my own.

Mm. Naturally it pleases me
to hear that coming from you, but--

You don't know the half of it, though.

Actually, the, the truth is, I've--
I've been a cunt, excuse my Swahili.

I'm going to make things right.

You gonna see, I'm gonna do it.
You'll see.

You have nothing
to prove to me, Mr. Moleko.

[sighs]

Mr. Moleko.

Your education booklet. Please read it.

That's it?

That's it.

You know, there was a, there was a time
I thought I couldn't do this.

That it would never end.

At discharge I like to tell patients
that their rehab is only just beginning.

[sighs]

Just get hold of my husband,
because I need those suits before I leave.

[Nick] Okay, I'll call him.

Nicky.

Just ask him if he's managed
to balance the fridge.

Uh, doubtful.

Just remind me
why I married that useless fuck.

Um, your parents were afraid that you
wouldn't find a man after you turned 30.

Nicky.

I want you to do some detective work.

Find out what it's going to take
to nab that kid Toure.

Isn't the ink still wet on the contract?

Yeah, but you know
what those things are worth today.

[in Greek] Nothing.

You say that, but it'll cost us.

Yes, but you get what you pay for.

Okay. I'll contact Blaze, then.

No. You leave Magoba out of this one.

But how do I do it
if I want to get in touch with--

Nicky, you must please be creative, okay?

[in Zulu] You look well.

[Blaze] Uh-huh.

[in Zulu] You? How's the job going?

Ah, I drive and deliver papers.

It's much better.
Beats being a security guard.

Okay, glad to hear it.

So, tell me, any news about those tickets?

What tickets?

Godi didn't tell you?

Mm-mmm.

I asked her.

She was going to organize
tickets to the last home game.

Oh, yeah, yeah, the KwaMashu Devils, ne?

My cousin Moleko is his hero.

I was really hoping
to get an autograph for him.

Why didn't Godi say anything to you?

She's out of town right now, Monte.

But I'll see what I can do.

You'll see what you can do?

You'll see what you can do?

-Yeah.
-Hey, man.

Remember when you needed
my help at Pascal's complex?

Well, I need your help now.

Monte, everyone wants to see
how the new team is going to play.

It's going to be sold out.

But you're Blaze, right? Or am I wrong?

If anyone can make it happen, it's you.

One thing I can't guarantee
is whether Moleko plays or not.

I'll take my chances.

Okay.

Okay.

[ringing tone]

-Jade Singh.
-Jade. It's Lesego.

How are you?

I'm good.

You sound different.

-Bullshit.
-Honest. Something in your voice.

Jade, they, they're discharging me.

Do you think you could--

Pick you up?

Yeah.

[sighs] Can you hang tight for an hour?

Yes, of course. Thanks.

I just have to finish this piece.

Hey, Jade, how, how was that,
that Phumlani show?

[sighs] What did you expect, Lesego?

Anyway, you probably should have
left Marlboro years ago.

So, is he actually shoving me out?
I mean, did-- did he actually say that?

Not in so many words, but...

Well, let's just see
what the fans have to say about this.

-Lesego--
-No, let's just see.

I mean, who would the fans choose,
between me and him?

Lesego, you don't understand.

Whatever his father did,
Phumlani wants to do the opposite.

Just so everyone knows he's around.

Even if every fan signed a petition
to keep you, he would still want you out.

This is about Blaze too as well, right?

Who knows? The point is--

Listen, if Blaze asks anything...

just tell him I'll be ready
for that Arrows game.

And I'm back in training on Monday.

-Okay?
-Got it.

[breathes deeply]

[Blaze in Zulu] Be careful, baba.

You might get used to this.

Too late.

[in vernacular] I've been in another part
of the world since lunch.

[Blaze chuckles]

[in Zulu] I want to thank you, baba,
for seeing me at such short notice.

Very funny.

No, I mean it.
This isn't your mess anymore, baba.

Let me guess.

You're here about my son.

Press conference?

Yeah.

You know, I blame myself.

When Phumlani was growing up
as a young boy,

he was shy.

He even hated birthday parties.

I should have gotten him
out of his room more.

Only God knows what he was up to
all alone in there.

I just want to know
if I'm wasting my time.

It's difficult for me as an agent,

because right now I'm not certain
about the future of my players.

I'm not even sure
about my own future anymore.

What do you want from me, Blaze?

Baba, you retired. You're not dead.

Look at me. I have everything I need.

But in the boardroom, I'm nothing.

But those are still your people.

Not anymore.

Phumlani has his own people now.

All right, all right,
I'll try to talk to him.

See if I can corner him.

But I can't guarantee anything.

Of course, of course.

That's another thing my son never learned,
to compromise.

[Blaze] Mmm.

I blame his mother for that one.

[Olipha in Zulu]
You did well today, Phumlani.

I agree with you.
Everything went according to plan.

When do you want me to perform that
revenge ritual on your captain, Moleko?

[Phumlani chuckles]

His days are numbered here.

[in English] But it's not enough, Makhosi,
it's not enough.

[breathes deeply]

I just feel as though
this guy is taking advantage.

[in Zulu] If you think he has
humiliated you and this club in the past,

and you have grievances with him,

the ancestors will grant you your wish.

[in English] Hmm? Why must this club
endure his bullshit? Hmm?

For the past three seasons.

[in Zulu]
Him and that self-righteous agent of his.

I will need to throw the bones.

When do you want me to perform this spell?

Next week, Makhosi.

Last game of the season.

I will need one of his possessions.

Don't worry. I'll get you something.

I will burn some incense tonight.

And when we are ready...

I will need an atlas bone
to silence his screams.

[in English] Do what you must, Makhosi.
Do what you must.

[in Zulu] We give thanks. We give thanks.

[Phumlani sighs]

Have to say, you look better
than I'd expected.

[chuckles] I still got a long way to go.

I mean it.

You look, I don't know...

serene.

Peaceful even.

I've... I've hurt a lot of people.

I've hurt a lot of people, Jade.

Did you manage to track down Blaze?

Please try.

Come. It's only 15 minutes free parking.

[phone beeps]

Oh, he's on his way home.

You must need some groceries.
We can stop on the way if you want.

We're not going to my place.

Where, then?

[Godi] I can extend my ticket.

There's just something about this guy.

He does say some weird-ass shit,
but I can handle Sean.

Well, it's not just him.

I don't trust any of the men
on this production.

[scoffs] To be honest, even the women.

It's an island. You're on your own.

I'm fine. Really.

It's just work.

Nothing's gonna happen.
It's all aboveboard.

If anything happens...

If anything goes down,
I promise I'll call you right away. Okay?

I'm a big girl.

I've got you.

Ma Godi...

I got this.

[sighs, mutters]

[doorbell rings]

Blaze, just so you know, Lesego wanted--

Blaze knows that this is my idea.

It's just that he doesn't want to see me.

The question is, will he believe me
when I tell him that I've changed?

[Jade] Blaze,

I dropped him off
and picked him up from rehab.

I've seen it myself.

One week surviving rehab
does not mean you've changed.

That's the thing.
You see, I changed before I went in.

[sighs]

Uh, Jade...

Can I... can I call you after?

[door closes]

[phone vibrates]

Ty.

How's it?

What do you mean? I'm fine.

Ah, man.

[in Afrikaans] I mean you.

Ah, you know, work.

Tyrone, please don't.

[in English] Okay? Please.

Besides, it's fine, okay?

I'm broke up-- I broke up with him.

For real this time.

Hello?

Hello?

Yes, I'm sure.

[sighs]

You know I can take care of myself.

Okay. Bye.

[Blaze] We're alone now.
You can drop the bullshit.

It's not bullshit, Blaze. It's the truth.

Ye--

Do you have any idea how many times I've
heard you say that to me over the years?

Okay, I get it,
it's not an easy thing to believe.

"It's not an easy thing to believe"?
[laughs]

No, Les, no. You, you don't get it.

Let me get this right. So...

you were totally wired, and you decide,
"Let me just drive down to KZN."

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Yeah, something in me just said,
"Go to the ocean."

You rolled your car.

You wrote the damn thing off.

Not only just that, but by some
divine miracle you survived that crash.

And then you call Jade?
The first thing you do is you call Jade.

Yeah.

Why didn't you call me?

Well, because you don't live in KZN.
And I knew that you wouldn't care.

Look, I don't blame you,
because I've pushed you there.

Hmm.

Fine, okay, you don't believe me.

I wouldn't believe myself
if I was you anyway.

But this... this...
this is divine intervention.

Jade?

Divine intervention?

Yes. Why not?

I gave her the inside line,
so maybe she thought that she owed me.

Huh. Since when do angels keep tabs?

I'm not the first player
that she's helped clean up.

She's a good person.
You know that more than anyone.

And maybe she is an angel.

[sighs]

[door closes]

[Phumlani] Hey, Baba.

Mm. You know, you shouldn't be
reading under that light.

Might just make you go blind.

[scoffs] Please.

[in Zulu]
You know I have the eyes of an owl.

A young man's eyes.

[in English] So, Baba... did you see
the press conference?

[in Zulu] How could I miss it?

-[in Zulu] Son, come sit down.
-Oh, Baba.

[in English] I mean, we've had
this agreement already. Hmm?

That I would have free rein
as to how this club must be run.

-[in Zulu] Do you know what I did today?
-No. What?

After a few hours on the golf course...

I took a long bath.

After I was done, I had a massage.

My point is, I have no desire

to return to running the club.

I don't want us to be
stepping on each other's toes.

What I'm trying to say,
I would just like to think that sometimes

you might come to me for...

-Advice?
-Advice.

[in English] But I mean, Baba, when have
I not ever come to you for advice?

When have I not ever wanted it?

[in Zulu] There have been times...

[in English] Then again, Baba... [sighs]

I had good reason to, then.

Yeah, not always.

[in Zulu] Come sit down.

[Phumlani sighs]

-Baba, just so you know...
-Mm?

...though the decisions of this club
may not be taken by you anymore,

it doesn't necessarily mean
that they'll be taken by me.

[in Zulu] We must respect
our ancestors greatly.

[in English]
Because they protect and provide for us.

[in Zulu] So let me speak
to you and the ancestors.

[Blaze] You say that you've changed.

Well, I haven't.

And I know what I saw.

What did you see?

I saw back then what I see now.

Someone who destroys lives.

A girl's innocence.

A gifted player.

And when you saw that I finally found
someone that is right for me,

you went and you fucked it up too, Les.

Yeah, but do you know how I know
this time everything is different?

Humor me, Les.

I don't crave the stuff
I used to crave. I don't.

One week!
Look, you come back to me in six months.

You tell me the same shit
you're telling me now

and maybe, Les, I might just believe you.

Fuck! It's-- It's this business.

This shitty business.

[in Zulu] When we first met,
you were positive.

[in English] There was nothing in the
whole fucking world that you couldn't do.

Blaze Magoba.

And now... it's ruined you.

It's all fucking negative...
full of doom and gloom.

You don't trust anyone.
You don't even like anything--

-That's 'cause I've got blood on my hands!
-I've got blood too!

You don't need to prove anything to me.

Then why are you so angry at me?

It might be hard for you to believe,

but you're my-- you're my best friend.

Jesus, if I think about it,
you're my only friend.

And I've treated you like shit.

But that's because I...

I hated you always being right.

You thinking, everyone thinking,
that Blaze is always right.

I don't know what I can say.

I'm just trying
to be straight with you, man.

You know what, Les?

Out of all the things you've ever done...

losing Natalie,
that was the worst thing, man.

That hurt the most.

Okay, then let's get her back.

You. You're gonna get her back
for me, hmm?

If it proves to you that this is true,
then yes.

Let's get her back.

[Lesego in Zulu] What?

[in English] Blaze? What are you doing?

This is madness!
The question is, what are we doing?

We're here, we might as well speak to her.

I don't know, Les.

I've just got a bad feeling
about this, man.

Man, you always got a bad feeling
about everything.

Nat... Natalie does not need to hear
any more about the story, okay?

She doesn't have to.

Look, I told her what happened,

I told her everything and...
it's complicated, all right?

I don't even think you're the main reason
she why doesn't wanna be with me anymore.

What else could it be?

I don't know.
Other factors that don't concern you.

Well, there is something
she doesn't know yet.

What?

That none of it was your fault.
Not even the accident.

I made you do it.

That's it? That's your grand fucking plan
to help me get Natalie back?

Look, she knows this, all right?

All of it. I've told her, brah.

Maybe, but she hasn't heard it
come from me yet.

Fuck! Lesego!

[blows]

[in Zulu] You know, son,
I know you're trying to...

make a strong first impression.

But all I'm saying is,
don't push it too far.

[in English] Baba,
"First impressions last the longest."

Evans Dube, and I quote.

[in Zulu] No, I don't remember
your grandfather ever saying that.

[in Zulu]
Or maybe I read it somewhere, Baba.

Point is, Blaze and his clients...
they cannot be trusted.

[in English] They are just not
part of my plans anymore. End of story.

[in Zulu] Can't be trusted?

Okay, then tell me,
who scouted the Toure kid,

brought him here from Abidjan?

[Walter] Huh?

Who defused the situation and stuck around

after that Yasbek "smoke-down" you pulled?

He could have gone to the cops.

[in English]
All right, fine, Baba, fine. Hmm.

[in Zulu]
So, if you think he's a nice guy,

then why don't you go
ahead and give him a golden star. Hmm?

[in English]
Blaze cannot even control his players.

I mean, I had to stand there
on the podium,

talking about family issues. Hmm?

What load of horseshit is that?

And then now there's this new African kid
on the block, hmm?

It's like he's the new Coutinho.

That very boy is the same person

who is going to bring
more trouble than Moleko.

You mark my words, Baba.

These are bad eggs.

And guess what?
It is now Phumlani's omelet.

[sighs]

[buzzes]

Hey.

-Look, Nat, I--
-Seriously? With him?

Natalie, I know I'm the last person
in the world that you want to see,

but there's something I want to tell you.
Please.

[Lesego]
I've had some life-changing things,

you know, things that
happened to me that...

just made me see stuff crystal clear
for the first time.

I saw death.

I looked him in the face.

But then something else happened.

I wasn't taken.

I... I made it out alive.

[grunts]

I've been given one more chance
to make things right. To seek forgiveness.

Are you guys for real?

I want to tell you, personally, genuinely,

that I'm sorry for everything.

[Natalie clears throat]

I was-- I was putting toxic substances
into my body.

I hated who I was.

I disrespected your relationship.

Whether or not you mean this,

Blaze and I had issues
that had nothing to do with you.

But you did feature highly.

But wait, Natalie, there's...
there's one other thing.

It's...

It's that one night, six years ago...

The girl, Natalie.

The kid we hit together.

Blaze, maybe Blaze was driving, but I...

I'm the one who that made him
lose control of the car.

It's not about that night.

[Lesego sobs]

[grunts, sniffs]

You haven't even told him, have you?

[Lesego] Told me what?

That he fucked Bae Crystal
while we were still together.

Bro?

[scoffs]

You guys are a good thing. Okay?

You guys, come on, please.

Don't let this be
the last thing that I destroy.

[Lesego mutters]

Okay. [sniffs]

Uh, okay. [sniffs]

[sighs] I'm gonna let myself out.

[door opens]

[door closes]

He wanted to come clean.

He came by to my place and did the same.

Please.

This is just to make him feel better.
It's always been about him.

At first that's what I thought. I mean...

it's Lesego, right? Same old Lesego.

But something's changed in him.

It's different.

I know this is gonna be really difficult
for you to understand,

but I'm fine.

I'm better without you.

Okay? Just...

all that unnecessary baggage.

I'm not a wound that a man needs to heal.

And I don't care which Lesego
is roaming around this earth,

because I don't care to know any of them.

I'm not saying any of this
to win you back, okay?

I'm telling you this
because it's how I feel.

I mean, Nat, I love you.

What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?

A second chance.

Look, I-- I don't care
if you don't believe Lesego, right?

Look, this is me now.

Nat, I wouldn't have dreamt of doing
any of the things that I did,

if I thought that we still had a shot.

Back then, you still had a shot...

You see, that's just the thing
that you haven't been able to figure out.

I'm not on some sort
of moral crusade here.

You're right. We all fuck up.

The difference between me and you is,
I own that shit.

I take responsibility for my actions.

But you...

your whole world... it's dirty, Blaze.

It's fucking filthy.

You sell people, you sell bodies,

you use them like they're animals.

Their lungs, their legs.

You come in here...

with your... your clean-living friend,

and you're telling me
that he's a shiny new model.

But all the damage that he has done
to his body, it is still inside of him.

That's just the thing with you people.

Everything is in the shadows.

But you know me, Natalie.

That's not who I am.

I never go back.

Natalie, sometimes you need to go back
in order to go forward.

This isn't one of those times, Blaze.

So, this is it?

No.

It's not it. Not by a long way.

It's just beginning. My investigation.

Investigation?

Mm. An investigation into alleged rape

and culpable homicide.

Prime suspects, Blaze Slindile Magoba
and Lesego Moleko.

-Nat--
-It's what I've been sworn to do.

I trusted you, Natalie!

As a suspect in an investigation,
I suggest that you keep your distance.

Nat. This is me.

Goodbye, Blaze.

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