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(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(LIGHT FLICKERING)

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(LEAVES RUSTLING)

(GASPING AND PANTING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(HAUNTING VOICES)

(CRYING)

(WHOOSHING)

(CREATURE GROWLING) (GIRL SCREAMING)

(RAIN SPATTERING) (THUNDER RUMBLING)

(WIND WHISTLING)

NARRATOR: He is as old as mankind.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Long before he came into our cities

he waited in dark forests and deep rivers

for the lost, the weak.

Cursed by the Great Father, he is as hateful as he is foul.

He is the Tokoloshe, one that feeds

on children and those left alone.

(BOOMING)

RADIO HOST: No, I agree with you.

This influx of immigrants into Johannesburg

has been unprecedented.

Neighborhoods like Hillbrow changed virtually overnight.

I mean, the issue is they're still coming from all over.

There's no more place for them.

They're sleeping rough, sardines packed

into condemned buildings with no water, no electricity.

It's a health hazard.

(MEN CHATTERING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(MAN WHISTLING)

Busi Zondi,

welcome to the night shift.

Thank you for the opportunity.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, don't thank me.

If it had been my choice you wouldn't be here.

Can I ask why, sir?

RUATONIM: You're all just trouble.

The last girl that was in here left after two months.

It's a constantly revolving door.

It makes my job difficult.

No, not me, sir.

I'm more than committed to the work.

Are you, now?

Your shift starts at 9 p.m.

You arrive late, they'll deduct pay.

If you leave early they'll deduct pay.

Make sure that you clock in.

And wear your regulation uniform otherwise...

I must pay.

Mm.

Take it.

Hello?

It's very quiet for a hospital.

Budget cuts, care is rent-free.

(LIGHTS CLICKING OFF)

BUSI: What's that?

WILMA: Budget cuts.

(LIGHTS CLICKING ON)

(MACHINES WHIRRING)

This is where it all comes.

BUSI: Do I have to use that?

No, whatever you do, don't ever go near that.

Sometimes

cats stay in there.

Make sure it's not you.

Get those bags and give it to this beauty.

Is she the new one?

Mm-hmm.

You need to get a receipt for all those.

Wouldn't want this stuff ending up

in a landfill where kids can find it.

Now, do we?

What is it?

JAKES: Human waste.

Can you tell me about Mr. Ruatonim?

Honey, if I can give you some advice,

keep your tits tucked in and legs crossed

and everything will be fine.

(LIVELY JAZZ MUSIC)

(HORN HONKING)

RUATONIM: Get in, it's wet.

My stop's around the corner, sir.

I wanted to apologize for earlier.

It's been difficult with the layoffs

and people not coming to work.

Um...

Can I ask why the other girl left, sir?

Ah, she, um, she said she couldn't

handle the graveyard shift anymore.

It's challenging work.

I'm not afraid of hard work, sir.

RUATONIM: That's good to know.

Let me drive you home.

We can have a proper introduction.

Um, honestly, sir, my stop's around the corner.

Okay.

Suit yourself.

Bitch.

(RAIN SPLATTERING)

(SIGHING HEAVILY)

(TELEVISION FUZZING)

Look what I brought for you.

It's a sheet.

Don't shout at me because I did not buy it.

Do you like it?

Soon I will have money to bring you here!

I promise you my sister we will be together again.

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

(GIRLS LAUGHING AND CHATTERING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(CREATURE GROWLING)

(BUSI GASPING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Lindi?

Hello?

Can you hear me?

(DIAL TONE BUZZING) Lindi?

Shit.

My God.

(TIME-CLOCK CLICKING)

My God.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(FAINT MUSIC) (BUSI HUMMING)

(CHILLING MUSIC)

Hello?

(SINISTER MUSIC)

Hello?

Is there somebody there?

(DOOR CLOSING) (BUSI GASPING)

(CHILD CRYING)

Hey.

You're not supposed to be down here.

(WHOOSHING)

(FOOTSTEPS RUNNING)

(WHOOSHING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC) (BUSI GASPING)

(CHILD CACKLING)

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

What do you want here?

You're not supposed to be here!

(BUSI GASPING)

(CHILD LAUGHING)

What's going on?

New here?

I was following the boy down the stairs.

Oh, Thabang. (LAUGHS)

He's always sneaking off, but we're far

too few to keep an eye on them all.

BUSI: They are sick?

Some are, but most are AIDS orphans booked in

for monitoring and just forgotten.

There we go.

Okay, come, let's get into bed.

BUSI: You are really good with them.

You learn.

Have any of your own?

Every night it's something else.

I'm Rosie, by the way.

BUSI: Busi.

The new cleaner, right!

Have you heard the old stories?

About the Tokoloshe that tricks children

into trusting him before drowning them?

That's why the bricks are here, but, um,

let's just say he isn't small.

(LAUGHS)

They don't know what I mean.

BUSI: I really must get back to work.

Ruatonim.

Geez, babe, if there ever was a Tokoloshe, it's Ruatonim.

BUSI: I must get back to work.

ROSIE: It was nice to meet you.

(DOORS BANGING)

(SINISTER MUSIC)

(TOKOLOSHE WHOOSHING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC) (DOOR BANGING)

Help!

(BANGING)

Help!

Help!

(OMINOUS MUSIC) (MACHINE BUZZING)

Help!

Help!

Help!

What were you doing?

There are rules and I'm here

to make sure people follow them.

I must get back...

No.

Yes, sir.

Why the sudden rush?

Do you have a boyfriend, Busi Zondi?

No!

Please, sir, let me go!

How much do you need this job?

Let me hear it again!

(GRUNTING)

BUSI: Let me go!

Shut up!

Shut up!

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(MAN CACKLING)

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Run!

Run!

(BUSI GRUNTING) (RUATONIM SCREAMING)

(CRASHING)

(BUSI PANTING)

Busi Zondi?

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Hiding isn't going to help.

(METAL CLATTERING)

(FRANTIC MUSIC)

Thank you.

Please give me a moment, sir.

DRIVER: If you don't have the correct fare,

you don't ride.

I'm sorry.

DRIVER: Come on, come on, you're holding up

the rest of my passengers, please.

(COINS JINGLING)

(MUTTERING)

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Take this money and pay the driver.

I can't accept it.

Take this money If you don't want me to hit you with this stick.

Thank you.

Thank you.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

It's going to be okay.

What are you doing?

I'm sorry my child...

...If it seems like I'm prying...

...but my spirit senses that...

...your soul is troubled.

There is a way...

I have to get off here.

Are you coming with me?

Why?

My daughter once said to me...

...If you want to be strong...

...you have to wake up,

...and do something.

Are you coming?

I'm sorry...

...I don't even know you!

Abel.

My name is Abel.

Have a nice day then.

The police where here again...

...threatening to evict people...

...all they wanted was a bribe...

...you know how they are.

I'll get my boys and we'll deal with them.

Jesus.

My boys don't have hearts you know.

This whole thing is just a mess.

There you go, madame.

Ta-da!

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

So Busi tell me...

...this place is too big...

...It's way too big for you to be alone.

Sleeps at least 20.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

We come a long way, you and I...

Not once did I ask you for money.

...I always knew you'd pay.

But now, I need to ask peeps.

Where is the money?

The money is needed.

But, I don't get that money, they break my legs,

Busi, they come for you.

Come on Busi make a plan...

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

...you know that you and me...

...since way back I knew you wanted me!

I'll pay you, Jakes.

But then Busi, when?

Okay girl, next week.

I never get my way with this one.

(BUSI CRYING)

(SOMBER MUSIC)

TV HOST: Tonight we'll be talking about

the shocking levels of child abuse in South Africa.

One in three children is sexually abused.

Feels good my child?

Virtually murdered his own daughter,

I don't want this!

It feels nice!

believing she was a Tokoloshe.

I don't want this!

But you love it!

(SINISTER MUSIC) (BUSI WHIMPERING)

(BUSI SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

I know you have to leave that place.

I have a plan...

...I promise you my sister.

(SOMBER MUSIC)

(CANE TAPPING)

Sir?

Sir?

It's me, the girl from the bus.

Ah, my stubborn little daughter.

(LAUGHS)

My name is Busi.

I'm sorry for yesterday.

I should not have been rude.

Don't worry about it.

Wait!

The offer still stands.

Tea, talk, or both.

Both.

Sometimes...

...a week can go by with no one coming in...

...because...

...I forget to switch the lights on.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

There we go.

Let me put the kettle on.

You make these masks?

Every one of them.

How?

My child...

...spiritual healers don't need eyes...

...to see the spiritual world.

Even the hands...

...they get used to the work.

They are...

Ugly?

Scary?

They are supposed to be scary...

...because the evil spirits...

...will be scared away by them.

They are beautiful.

Tea?

Tell me my child...

...what has brought you to this Godforsaken place?

I came here because of work.

(COUGHING)

You shouldn't be smoking.

That's like my little Dina used to say.

Don't smoke.

You see my daughter...

...these masks...

...you see on the wall of my place...

...they have great powers within them.

BUSI: What?

Secrets.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

What's troubling you so much my child?

I left my sister alone...

...and I don't know how I'm going to get her here.

Where is your sister right now?

I must go.

Forgive me.

I did not mean to offend you.

No...

...you didn't.

Take one.

No sir.

I can't.

Take one, my child!

It's my way of apologizing.

(SOFTLY OMINOUS MUSIC)

Lumukhanda, the cannibal chief.

This is a very powerful weapon with great strength.

There are many folktales about Lumukhanda...

...battling against evil forces.

He's wise as he is mischievous.

I will make a trade with you.

You take the mask and take this lighter.

No, Sir.

Lighter must be worth...

Take the mask...

...and help me to stop smoking.

I'm old...

...don't argue with me.

(CELL PHONE DIALING)

VOICEMAIL: At the tone, record your message.

To end press hash.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

I've been leaving you voicemails...

...I'm worried.

Anyway,

I got you a present.

I hope you love it.

Call me!

(TENSE MUSIC)

(BUSI BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BUSI MUTTERING) (COINS JINGLING)

What will I do?

What will I do?

(SIGHING HEAVILY)

(KNOCKING)

RUATONIM: You're back.

I need the job.

RUATONIM: You do.

You need a cleaner.

RUATONIM: Why should I take you back?

Do I have the job or not?

That depends.

Come here.

I said, come here.

I'm keeping half of this week's wages

to replace the uniform you tore.

They're expensive.

(BUSI GRUNTING)

And where have you been?

Hmm?

Sick.

Oh.

(LAUGHS)

So.

That didn't take you long at all.

Wipe that look off your pretty little face.

Did I not tell you to stay away from him?

(LIGHTS CLICKING OFF)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(CREEPY VOICE WHISPERING)

I don't want to!

I don't want to!

But we are going to have fun.

We'll be together.

No, I don't want that.

I told you, I don't want to!

Hey.

You should not be down here.

Don't come closer!

(TOKOLOSHE BREATHING HEAVILY)

Why?

He forbids it.

Who?

(GIRL BREATHING HEAVILY)

The tokoloshe!

There is nothing there.

(GIRL CHOKING)

Get rid of her!

Please stop what you are doing!

Look at me!

Look at me!

I don't like the way he plays...

...he plays rough.

What?

It's you...

...from the other day.

(TOKOLOSHE WHISPERING)

There is nothing there.

Come! Let's go!

Let's go! I need to get back to work.

Come, child, let's go.

Let's go!

(CHILLING MUSIC)

(TOKOLOSHE WHISPERING)

(CLATTERING)

(CHILD LAUGHING CREEPILY)

Is this your ward?

Yes. It's me... alone.

Come. Let's get you to bed.

I don't want to...

...he's here. I know he's here!

You know what...

...I don't have time for this...

...I need to go back to work.

Come. Get In.

Come. Get In!

What's this?

It's him. The tokoloshe.

He's under the bed, waiting for you to leave.

There is nothing to be scared of...

...everything is going to be okay.

You have all these toys...

...and the nurses will constantly check up on you.

No!

Which one is your favorite toy?

This one or this one? Which one?

This one?

What is its name?

It's Gumo.

It's Gumo?

Okay, let me put him in here...

...here is Gumo.

Okay. Don't be afraid.

Everything will be alright.

What's this?

Can I get a hug?

A hug?

Okay, sleep well.

No!

Please?

Okay. I will leave it on.

I will come and check up on you later.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

(STEPS CREAKING)

(TOKOLOSHE BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CHILLING MUSIC)

(BALL BOUNCING)

Gumo, he's here.

Why is this little girl hiding?

I told you...

...I don't want to play with you anymore

(BALL BOUNCING)

(GIRL BREATHING HEAVILY)

(THUDDING) (GIRL SCREAMING)

(CRYING)

TOKOLOSHE: Gracie.

(SCREAMING) (CHILLING MUSIC)

(DOOR SLAMMING)

(GRACIE SCREAMING)

(SCREAMS ECHOING)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING) (SIREN BLARING)

Who are you, ma'am?

BUSI: My name is Busi Zondi.

I'm one of the cleaners.

Can I see your ID, please?

Yes, sir.

Sir, what's going on?

There was an accident.

Warren, please!

Thank you, ma'am.

Thank you, sir.

Busi.

(CRYING)

My baby's, my baby's gone.

Which one?

ROSIE: Busi.

BUSI: Which one?

ROSIE: I know we don't each other all that well.

Busi, please.

BUSI: Which one?

ROSIE: Busi.

BUSI: Which one?

Busi.

Please, please.

Please tell them for me.

They run around on their own.

Please, I beg you.

Gracie.

My baby's gone. (CRYING)

Gracie.

(SOMBER MUSIC)

Gracie?

Gracie, where are you?

Gracie?

Gracie?

What is it?

What is it, Gracie?

What is it?

(GRACIE CRYING)

What happened?

What happened?

Tell me!

He's back!

I told you he'll come back!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Gracie.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I don't want to be here anymore.

I don't want to!

Do you want to go with me?

(TENSE MUSIC)

Hurry up!

Okay, alright.

Do you see that security guard?

Okay.

I will go over there to distract him...

...you will sneak around him and wait for me.

Okay.

Okay.

Are we hiding because we did something wrong?

No...

...not you.

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING)

Yes, sir.

All in order, sir.

Copy.

Hello, my brother.

- Yes, ma'am. - How are you?

I am fine.

May I ask you something?

Where can I find the nearest shop?

You see over there...

...you walk straight...

...turn left.

Yes, ma'am.

You turn left...

...and at the corner you will see the shop.

Thank you very much my, brother.

You are welcome, sister.

We fooled him!

Yes, let's go.

Where are we going now?

(SIGHING)

We are going home.

Does that mean I won't ever have to go back there?

It depends...

...do you have parents?

Yes, but they were not good to me.

(SOMBER MUSIC)

Are we here?

Yes, we are here.

You live here?

Yes, come.

The lights are out again...

...come.

(BUSI GROANING)

Who do you stay with?

I stay alone.

But where is your family?

Don't be scared...

...you are safe now!

This lighter...

...there we go.

BUSI: Okay.

Alright.

Okay.

I am going to fix everything...

...you'll see.

Okay.

Yes.

Okay.

(BALL BOUNCING)

(TOKOLOSHE WHISPERING) Huh?

What am I going to do?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

What are you doing here?

How did you get here?

Hello?

ROSIE: Where are you?

(TOKOLOSHE WHISPERING)

But I don't want to play now.

I couldn't take the work anymore.

It's gone crazy here.

Thabang's accident.

They were speaking about some money.

Do you know anything about it?

Maybe. (CHILLING MUSIC)

ROSIE: Busi.

The work was too hard.

ROSIE: Be honest with me.

Do you know what happened to Thabang?

Why are you asking?

ROSIE: The cops are asking questions.

BUSI: About Thabang or the money?

ROSIE: Thabang, I don't care about that idiot's money!

BUSI: Look, I know nothing about Thabang, Rosie.

(TOKOLOSHE WHISPERING)

I took Ruatonim's money.

ROSIE: You what?

I had to take it!

He's a thief!

I have to save my sister, Rosie.

She needs me, she's alone.

I can feel it.

So what did you say to them?

Jesus, girl, nothing!

BUSI: Have they asked about Gracie?

Gracie, who's Gracie?

BUSI: Hello?

Rosie?

Hello?

Where are you?

Show yourself?

I can't see you...

...where are you?

(SINISTER MUSIC)

(TOKOLOSHE BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRACIE SCREAMING)

Gracie!

Gracie?

Gracie, where are you?

(GRACIE CHOKING)

(CRYING)

(SCREAMING) (CHILLING MUSIC)

GRACIE: Busi!

Busi!

- Busi! - Gracie!

(CLATTERING)

(BUSI SCREAMING)

(TOKOLOSHE BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SINISTER MUSIC)

Gracie.

It's him!

Who is it?

- It's him! - Who?

He followed us from the hospital.

Who is it?

Who is it, Gracie?

The tokoloshe!

No.

He's in the bedroom.

The bedroom?

Are you talking about the mask?

Lumukhanda?

Who?

It's Lumukhanda baby.

Lumukhanda.

His job is to chase away evil spirits.

Don't be scared...

...come

I will introduce you.

Don't be scared.

(LIVELY JAZZ MUSIC)

He looks that way so he can scare the evil away.

Come, let's go.

(CHILLING MUSIC)

(HUMMING)

No!

It's nice!

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(MAN GROANING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(BUSI SCREAMING)

I don't want to!

(BUSI WHIMPERING)

(CRYING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(GASPING) (KNOCKING)

(CRACKING)

(BANGING)

Jakes, if that's you, I am going to kill you.

Who is it?

Go back to sleep.

(THUDDING) (DRAMATIC MUSIC)

What did I say the first time we met, hmm?

What did I say?

Trouble, that's what I said you were.

Trouble.

Where's my money?

(GASPING)

What money?

Please, please.

Please, sir.

Please.

(GROANING)

RUATONIM: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Where are you going?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Busi?

Busi?

(THUDDING) (RUATOMIN YELLING)

(HACKING) (YELLING)

(RUATONIM GROANING)

(PANTING)

BUSI: Gracie?

Gracie where are you?

I'm sorry, Gracie.

I'm sorry.

Hey!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(THUDDING) (TIRES SCREECHING)

(CROWD CHATTERING)

Gracie, don't go anywhere.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Lindi?

Lindi?

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Why are you calling me from Lindi's phone?

(CHANTING MUSIC)

Busi, please listen to me.

I want to speak with Lindi.

Busi... your sister.

I said I want to speak with Lindi, not you.

She is dead.

How?

I don't know anymore.

I asked, how?

She killed herself!

(MA SOBBING)

(PHONE CLATTERING)

(CROWD CHATTERING)

(SOMBER MUSIC)

Mom.

I was not expecting you!

I'm happy...

...you managed to come for the funeral.

Even your father will be happy to see you.

Where is he?

He's with his daughter,

Where else would he be?

I am not surprised.

This is all a disgrace.

(SIGHING)

A disgrace.

A disgrace for who?

A disgrace for who?

A disgrace for who?

You are our mother.

You were supposed to proctect us...

...where were you?

You were not there!

I know.

You let them do whatever with us...

...you let him.

You let him.

No my child, I did not.

(CLATTERING)

You killed my sister!

It was you!

It was you!

You are not my mother!

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(CHILD LAUGHING HAUNTINGLY)

(CHILD SCREAMING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

I don't want to stay here anymore.

We won't stay long.

It's like dead people are talking to me.

(SINGING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

I am sorry dear sister.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

We didn't know that you were coming.

Are you going to stay a few days?

You have a lot of questions today.

It belonged to me and my sister.

Come, let's play.

Let's sleep.

Yes, let's sleep.

Okay, let's go to sleep.

There we go.

Which prayer do you want to recite?

Now I lay me down to sleep.

Okay, you can pray.

May God guide me through the night

and wake me up in the morning light, amen.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Where is he?

At his place.

(THUNDER CRACKING)

(TOKOLOSHE WHISPERING)

LINDI: Busi!

(MA SOBBING)

(THUNDER CRACKING)

Gumo?

Gumo, come here.

Gumo?

(HAUNTING MUSIC)

LINDI: Busi!

Come...

...let's go.

Lindi!

Lindi?

Lindi?

(TOKOLOSHE GROWLING)

Gracie!

Gracie.

Gracie.

Gracie!

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Gracie?

Gracie?

Gracie, let's go.

But she's looking for you.

Who?

Lindi.

Come.

(DRAMATIC OMINOUS MUSIC)

No.

We are not going there.

But she's inside.

We not going in there.

GRACIE: Busi!

BUSI: Lindi.

Come.

We are not going in there.

But...

...come.

We are not going in there, let's go!

But she is inside.

Who?

It's Lindi.

(THUNDER CRASHING)

Shh.

Busi.

BUSI: Lindi.

Busi!

Is this really you?

You finally came.

Not soon enough though.

It doesn't matter anymore...

...I know you've always been trying.

It doesn't matter, I've let you down.

No, you didn't.

It doesn't matter now.

Now is the time...

...to live our lives.

(TOKOLOSHE GROWLING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

He's coming.

RUN!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Hurry up, Busi.

(BUSI SCREAMING)

He's coming!

The lighter.

The lighter.

He's coming.

The lighter.

(TOKOLOSHE GROWLING)

Come.

Run!

GRACIE: Busi!

Run!

(SCREAMING AND CRYING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(BOTH PANTING)

(WIND WHISTLING)

RUATONIM VOICEOVER: Busi Zondi.

(CHILLING MUSIC)

(MAN SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(MAN CACKLING)

(DRAMATIC OMINOUS MUSIC)

(PANTING)

It's over!

(FLAME ROARING)

(TOKOLOSHE GROANING)

(TOKOLOSHE HOWLING)

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

(HAUNTING MUSIC)

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(DRAMATIC OMINOUS MUSIC)

(SOMBER HAUNTING MUSIC)

(SOFT GUITAR MUSIC)