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Previously on "Average Joe"...

-I'm Imani.
-Teddy is my father.

What makes you think
Teddy is still alive?

Americans.

They escaped with the daughter.

You will get rid
of this body and this car.

-And this Billy G?
-I will see to him myself.

We are going to find
whoever did this to you.

Possible source of fingerprints.

Yeah.

Tell me what's happening.

I don't know where Teddy
or my mama.

Where is my heroin?

Where's my heroin?

-All for what?
-To cheat me out some heroin?

I should have done this
on your wedding day.

Listen to the track, bitch.

♪ Girl,
drop it to the floor ♪

♪ I love the way
your booty go ♪

♪ All I wanna do is sit back
and watch you move ♪

♪ And I'll proceed
to throw this cash ♪

Oh, thank you.

-Thank you.
-You're beautiful.

-Wow!
-Damn, I love Black ass.

Talk to me.

These asses cannot be real, man.

Some of them are.

Most of them are not.

How do you tell the difference?

Oh, shit.

If that thing ain't got
dimples or stretch marks

and stand at attention,

ready to give your dick
a high-five from two feet away,

then it ain't from God.

Did you just say
"give your dick a high-five"?

A motherfucking high-five.

I fucking love to see that.

Oh, dear God, please let him
fall in love with her instead.

It'd be way cheaper than
Cathy's old gold-digging ass.

Oh, shit.

Ay!

You're gonna tell him, right?

-Come on.
-Fuck, me?

Can't this shit
wait till tomorrow?

-No.
-Oh, come on, man.

We've been tiptoeing
around this shit too long.

It's gotta be tonight.

It's gonna kill the vibe.

-Fucker.
-See that?

Yeah, we saw it!

Her name's Crystal,
Crystal Shandi Lear.

-Like crystal chandelier.
-Oh, yeah.

No, we got it, man.

She said
her pussy is off-limits.

Obviously.

But her asshole's good to go.

-Oh, well, call her back, yo!
-Oh, no.

Oh, shit.

Touch got something to tell you.

Fucking... uh, yeah, no.

-Mm-hmm.
-Uh... um, Lee, man.

Yeah, boy! Life, right?

And love and marriage
and your friends

and the friends that are honest.

And fuck, you know,
life is tricky, right?

Oh, for the love of God, Touch.

Lee, you know
you're our brother.

We love you, right?

Look, we just want
the best for you, both of us.

But?

Run.

Run as fast and as far
as you can

away from Cathy old
gold-digging ass.

-Yeah.
-What?

How could you say that?

Why would you say that?

Lee, dude, she's spending
your money like water.

I don't even know
what that means!

It means your fucking money is

going down the fucking drain.

She's like a little
sewer monster.

All she do
is just stays down there

and laps up all your shit.

Are you guys serious?

What, are you jealous
I finally got somebody?

You're gonna tell me this
at my bachelor party,

of all places?

What is wrong with you guys?

What the fuck am I supposed
to do with these?

I thought you guys would
wanna celebrate in my union.

Turns out I'm the only one who
wants to cheers to my forever.

Oh, fuck. OK, hold on.

Just wait, wait, wait, wait.

Are you for real?

Like, Cathy's your forever?

Yeah.

You guys, she's my everything.

Well,

if it makes you happy,
that's all that matters.

If you rock with her,
we rock with you.

But if you ever change
your mind, it's forever...

Goodbye, bitch!

Put the gun down, Cat.

I'm all right.
I'm all right.

Tell Touch to put his shit down.

Touch, please take
your gun off my wife.

You wanna dance? Huh?

You wanna fucking dance?

Pull the trigger, bitch.

You think I won't shoot
your white ass?

We in Africa, motherfucker.

They'll throw me a parade.

You couldn't fucking kill me
if you tried.

I already shot you
once before, Touch.

Don't fuck with me!

Then just do it.

Fucking kill me right now!

I'm getting real tired
of motherfuckers

underestimating me.

Come on, shoot me.

Shoot me.

Fucking shoot me right now!

Come on!

Enough!

You have disrespected
my home enough.

Joe.

Joe, I would have came clean
if I thought for even a moment

that Ange and Jenn were
in any real danger.

Just shut the fuck up.

Just shut the fuck up.

And you,
you watched Jenn grow up.

She loved
her fucking Aunt Cathy.

And you put her
through hell again.

I didn't cause that, Joe.

You brought that shit
into my house.

But you never seem
to remember that part, do you?

It's just never
your fault, is it?

Like, nothing.

Get the fuck out.

Joe, please...

Get the fuck out!

And take this motherfucker
with you.

Whew!

That was some shit, right?

Fuck me.

So what's next?

We gotta find out who killed
that kid in the desert.

That's what's next.

And then we gotta figure out
what the hell

Teddy's been up to
'cause shit's gotten weird.

You think he's alive, huh?

See, I think he's dead
for real this time.

And then I think
we gotta go back

to fucking Billy G's, 'cause
that dude is hiding something.

This is your new
hecking high, huh?

What are you talking about?

-Chasing death?
-Dude.

Living off the adrenaline
and shit, huh?

That's... this is your new shit,
your new fix, right?

Huh?

You... you actually believe
that you, like,

some type of fucking hero, huh,

made of, like, Pittsburgh steel?

OK, no, no, hold on
a second, Joe.

I just jumped in
to save your ass.

No, no, no, no,
you stepped in to get shot!

Oh, please.

Cathy wasn't gonna
fucking shoot me.

This shit is real, Touch!

I gotta get my family back.

And I can't go home
till I figure out

why the fuck
Teddy pointed me here,

why the fuck he want me
with Imani.

I gotta get home!

If you wanna die, go ahead.

Just don't act like you're
doing that shit to protect me.

And until you start moving again

like you wanna keep
fucking breathing,

stay the fuck away from me!

Fuck.

Are you gonna say anything?

What is there to say?

We fucked up,
and I got my ass kicked.

You never should have pulled
a gun on Joe.

Did you see
the rage in his eyes?

He was gonna kill you, Leon.

And that wasn't about
no Jenn or Ange, either.

That was about the drug money.

I pulled the gun on him
'cause I wasn't gonna

let his greed kill my husband!

Joe would never kill me.

-What are you looking for?
-A motel.

For what?

We need to be looking
for our passports

so we can get the fuck up
out of here!

It's 3:00 AM.

The consulate is closed.

I don't need no consulate.

I put a Tile Tracker
in our luggage.

I know exactly
where our shit is.

And we need to go get it, now.

You're serious?

Deadass.

Cathy, I just got
my ass whupped.

People have been trying
to shoot at us

ever since we got off
a 17-hour flight.

It's our first day.

I'm exhausted.

And you think
it's a good idea to go out

in the middle of the night
looking for our luggage

in South Africa from a guy
who was trying to kill us?

Yes.

Let me know how it goes.

OK.

So you're just gonna sleep
through this shit

like you do
everything else in your life?

I need to get some rest, Cathy.

You do, too.

Now, if you want,
we can wake up in the morning,

scope out the place,
see what's up

before we try and get
our shit back.

But if not, like I said,
let me know how it goes.

Fine.

Where are we staying?

Penguin Motor Lodge.

It's got... half a star.

-Half a star?
-Fuck that.

Ain't no telling
what we catch sleeping there.

-No.
-Well, then, if you want,

we can sleep on this bench,

because that's about all
we can afford right now,

unless you got some money
I don't know about

and you can put us up
at the Ritz.

No?

Well, then,
Penguin Motor Lodge it is.

Morning.

You know,
in a South African home,

you don't just open the fridge
and take whatever you want

as if you paid for it.

I just figured
since we were guests,

it was kind of "help yourself."

Imani is my guest.

You and your friends,
you're just visitors.

May I open it to put it back?

Sit.

Sit.

OK.

Open it.

-You sure?
-I don't wanna overstep.

Open it.

OK, thank you.

What happened?

Last night?

You know, um, Cathy is insane.

Leon's nut sack has turned
to mashed potatoes, and...

I saw all of that.

What I'm asking is,
what happened to you?

Ah.

What would drive a man
to stand in front of a gun

and beg for the trigger
to be pulled?

Look, I have spent
enough mandatory hours

in front of
a police department shrink

to know exactly
where this is going.

I am fine.

Thank you for your concern.

Thank you for the water.

This was lovely.

Sit.

-I said sit.
-OK.

You are not fine.

And I'm not a psychiatrist.

I'm a sangoma.

I'm a spiritual healer.

I believe
that all of our ancestors

guide and protect us,
protect the living.

And with their guidance
and protection,

we are able to bring wholeness

where there is only emptiness.

Well, that's very cool,

but I'm pretty sure
that my ancestors

didn't make it
quite this far south.

Africa is the root
of all creation.

That's what they say.

And your ancestors,
they are definitely here.

They're saying,
we are listening, Benjamin.

Nobody ever calls me Benjamin.

Nothing happened.

Last night, that was nothing.

You know, Cathy pulled a gun
on my best friend,

and I stepped in to protect him.

That wasn't about
protecting Joe.

You... you were trying
to prove something.

OK.

That wound you hide,
it's oozing out of your soul,

and it is infecting
everyone that you love.

And these people, they are
your only family, aren't they?

Out of all the kin
you could have chosen.

It's interesting.

What I'm not hearing is,

what happened
to your other family, Benjamin?

Thanks for the water.

Right.

Allow me to...
to take you somewhere.

-You wanna take me somewhere?
-Where do you wanna take me?

Somewhere very special.

-I don't think so.
-I can't leave Joe.

Yes, you can.

And you must.

Please.

Yeah, OK. Fine.

This shit not gonna work
if we're not

on the same page today, Lee.

Well, then I guess
this shit ain't gonna work.

You remember
I used to work at the bank?

And that first day
that you came by my window,

I had seen you there
so many times.

But for some reason,
you would always avoid me.

You made me nervous.

Well, I'm glad you finally
walked your fine ass over.

Because from the moment

we looked
into each other's eyes,

we knew
that nothing else mattered.

And we have been a team
ever since,

one that nobody,

no baby,

not even a bankruptcy
could fuck with.

Leon, I have rode with you

until the wheels
literally fell off.

And then I got out
and I stood beside you

and I fucking pushed.

Yeah, but where are we
pushing to, Cat?

'Cause it's starting
to feel like

we ain't going nowhere at all.

Mm.

One step backwards,
two steps forward.

Lee, we do this right,

we can get our life back
and then some.

I just gotta know
that you with me, baby.

You don't have
to manipulate me, Cathy.

I am forever with you.

So are we doing this?

Mm-hmm.

Under one condition.

Mm?

Give me your gun.

You wanna be partners?

You gotta learn
how to share power.

OK.

OK.

Now let's get our shit back.

-Yeah.
-What the fuck?

Hey.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Um, I... I need the car keys.

For what?

I need to go find
my mom and dad.

I've been trying to call them
since we got here,

and I keep going
straight to voicemail.

I need to find them, Joe.

I don't know, maybe...

maybe they're at our house
waiting for me?

Yeah?

Ah, ah, ah, no.

I can't let you do that.

It is not safe.
All right?

Joe, I'm... I'm not a kid!

Stop treating me
like I'm a child!

I know you're not a child.

Listen, Teddy put you
in the safe house.

Why would he put you
in the safe house?

Because your house isn't safe.

Now, listen, I don't know
who these motherfuckers are

that tried to grab you
and are looking for you,

but I do know they are looking
at your house.

So we gotta lay low for a minute

until we figure out
any of this shit,

figure out why you here,
why we here,

why any of this is
fucking going on.

What?

Hmm.

Were you close with your mom?

Yes.

She was my everything.

Yeah.

And if your mom was missing,

what danger would stop you
from finding her

or Jennifer or your wife?

No.

Can't help you.

Joe!

This is bullshit!
OK?

I'm sorry.

That's a clue.

What the fuck?

What's a clue?

That whistle in the tape.

You know,
Dad has a model train set

in our garage, and that...

that whistle sounds exactly
like the one his train makes.

In your garage?

Yes.

At your house?

Yes.

We should go to your house.

-Wow.
-Come on.

But when I say something...

Tell me you have found
the Americans and the girl.

No, Sipho.

And how many of my men
have been killed?

Seven.

Well, six.

The Americans have killed six,
and you killed Kofi,

so that would make it
a bank shot seven.

So you can count.

You, too, are standing
on death's door, my friend.

One day I will give
this land back to our people.

And they will praise me
like I praise my father.

But this endeavor requires
money and weapons.

I need that girl.

We are looking.

OK, we have men
stationed everywhere.

Hmm.

Increase the bounty...

1 million rand for each
of the four Americans,

2 million rand for the girl.

Find them!

OK, let's go!

Welcome to Table Mountain.

This is one of Earth's
few energy centers.

And the slaves used
to come here to find

refuge, solace, and power.

This majestic mountain,
it represents

freedom and oppression,

life and death,

joy and pain.

Joy and pain.

"Like sunshine and rain,
sing it now, God's children.

Joy and pain."

Remember?

Rob Base? Big hit? No?

Maybe this was a mistake.

-No, no, no, no, no.
-It's my bad.

No, I'm being a dick.
I'm sorry.

I do that
when I'm uncomfortable.

I apologize sincerely.

All right.

OK.

Sorry.

All right.

I want you to close your eyes.

You know I'm not a big
"close your eyes" kind of guy,

so I don't think so.

You can trust me, Benjamin.

Says the beautiful woman
who pushes him off the cliff.

-OK?
-All right.

I'll close my eyes.

Good.

Now, I want you
to take a deep breath.

Good.

In.

Out.

Now, I want you to breathe in
all of the pain

you carry every day.

Breathe.

Now, I want you
to hold that breath.

I want you to feel
your lungs expanding,

your blood pumping,

and your heart beating.

-OK.
-You're all right.

-OK.
-Just ticklish.

OK. Breathe.

Breathe.

Let me in, Benjamin.

Allow me to see.

Let me in, Benjamin.

Allow me to see.

You and Mommy will be
the bad guys,

and I'll be the good guys.

Hands up, or I'm gonna shoot.

Mommy, hands up.

-No, Donna!
-No, no, no, no, no!

Benjamin,
that was extraordinary.

Your capacity to feel is...

is like nothing I've seen.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

I didn't feel anything.

Ah.

You did.

No, I didn't.

I'm sorry.

I got a little dizzy.

I think I was hyperventilating,
but I... I...

It's OK.

I didn't feel anything.

Hmm.

Look, you are...

you're a really great lady.

I have no doubt.

I'm just not really
into this whole

sangoma mumbo jumbo
that you're pushing on me,

so I'm sorry.

Not my style.

I think it's best
we get down the hill.

Yeah, I'd love it
if you could take me

to a place called Billy G's.

It's an American bar.

Kind of where
all this shit started.

Revisit that cop shit, you know?

Investigation.

Yes, of course, Benjamin.

God, you're a fucking asshole.

Yo, Chima,
let me ask you a question.

Would you rather fight
a lion once

or three chickens every day
for a year?

Idiot.

I would fight
the three chickens.

-Every day for a year?
-I will.

Dude, that's, like,
1,095 chickens.

You know, I once saw two
chickens kill a zebra once.

They would just peck you
to death

and then eat your bones.

So you would choose
to fight a lion?

Mm-hmm.

And what exactly
are you gonna do?

Boxing?

I'll train first.

How do you train
to fight a lion?

And how do you train
to fight three little chickens

every day for a year, hmm?

They'll have enough time
to learn your technique.

And then one day,
when you're tired,

hungover, perhaps,
that's when they pounce.

They pounce, and they just
peck your eyeballs out.

And then you can't even see
to defend yourself.

And that's when they deliver
the final death blow.

That is kak, brother.

In fact, only this morning,

I saw you struggling
to zip up your jacket,

yet you think you're strong
and agile enough

to fight a lion!

Even if I lost, I would rather

go out heroically
battling a lion

than murdered
by three little chickens.

And when they murder
your dumb ass,

the world will know you
as Chima the Chickenshit.

When the lion rips
and shreds you apart

in, like, five seconds,
eats you,

and then shits you out,

the world will know you
as Edward the Lion Shit!

Fucking Teddy.

Yeah, this is it.

Just give me a minute.

It's coming.

Stop it.

That's my first car.

1969 Buick Riviera.

Teddy towed it home
from the police pound one day.

The plan was for me and him
to, like, fix it up together,

you know?

But he lost interest

like anything else
that had to do with me.

So me, Touch, and Leon,
we worked on it every day

for a whole summer,
getting it right.

The first time I saw Angela
was in this car.

It's a good car.

I loved that car.

What the fuck is that
at the bottom of it?

It's a peach.

A peach?

Oh, I think I know what this is.

There's this bar.
It's called R Jay's Cove.

Nasty, nasty place, actually.

Yeah.

So they have this alcohol.

It's called mampoer.

-Mampoer.
-"Poer"?

-Peach moonshine.
-OK.

Peach moonshine, right?

And I've tried it once,
and I thought I was gonna die.

I vomited for two days straight.

Oh, God.

Yeah, it turned me upside down.

And that's a place
Teddy hung out, huh?

I mean, if he did,
he didn't tell me about that.

Hmm.

Also, it is the kind of place
that you don't really

tell people you frequent.

It's dangerous.

Shootings, stabbings.
So yeah.

Wonderful.

And if I'm correct, I think
this is how you get in.

You hand this in at the door.

-Yeah?
-Mm-hmm.

Let me see it.

Hmm.

Peach, huh?

Noted.

I think
we should get out of here.

We've been here long enough.

Joe, quick, please.

I just quickly want
to go in and check.

Baby girl, we gotta go.

They're outside, and we got
to get past them to...

Fine, fuck it.

-But we got to go quick.
-It'll be quick.

It'll be quick. Come, come.

Come.

Hey, bud.

Oh, hello.

Hey.

Hello.

Listen, I need another favor.

I'm going to send you
some photographs,

so please scan them for me
and see if any of them

recently entered Cape Town.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Yeah, that's very kind
of you to say that.

Well, I... I miss him
a lot, really.

I miss him every single day.

Ah, well.

Ah, thank you.

Thank you so much.

Hmm.

I got you.

God damn.

-What?
-Y'all got a swimming pool?

I ain't never had a swim...

Come on, we gotta go.

-No, don't.
-No!

Imani, don't...

fuck.

Mama?

Mama?

Mama!

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no!

-Imani, we got to go.
-No. Why? Why?

Why would anyone do this to her?

She doesn't deserve this.

Why would anyone do this to her?

Imani, we have to go now.

No, I'm not leaving her!

I'm not leaving her.

Listen to me.

I promise you, I will
take care of your mother.

I will bury her myself.

But we have to go now.

I have to keep you safe,
and we have to go now!

No, I'm not.

Imani, let's go.

Wait.

Leon, we've been out here
for an hour.

Not a single person has come
in or out of that clubhouse.

And my Tile Tracker says

that our luggage and passports
are in there.

Something's not right.

You don't feel it?

No.

All right, maybe it is weird
that the same guy

who shot at us stole our shit

just to bring it
to a rugby field.

Maybe he sold it.

To a rugby player?

They don't wear clothes?

Our clothes?

Have you actually seen
a rugby match?

-No.
-Those guys are beasts.

It's like football
minus the helmet, pads,

and regard for human life.

Oh, you scared!

Yes!

I'm definitely afraid.

I already got my ass kicked
by a middle-aged plumber.

You think I can take
an entire rugby team?

Not to mention my Achilles.

All right then, new plan.

Why don't we just take
our lawbreaking asses

and your broken-ass Achilles,
we go over to the consulate,

tell them that we lost
our passports

in a fucking shootout,

see how that plays.

Shit.

Fine.

But tell me we're going home
to Pittsburgh

after we get our passports back.

We can go home.

All right then.

Let's get it.

-You all right?
-Yeah, I'm good.

OK.

♪ Make you like
a dragon jet ♪

♪ You can fly hard ♪

Hmm.

This china is stunning.

Yes, thank you.

I won it at auction.

It's the only one of its kind.

Commissioned
by Winnie Mandela herself.

Hmm.

You, come.

Please hold this for me.

No, no.

If I wanted that, I would have
put the cup on its saucer.

I want you to hold the bottom
in order to retain the heat.

So our money.

We gave you 700 kilos
of our heroin on your word

that we would have
35 million U.S. dollars

after our transaction.

We had some issues
that delayed payment,

but I assure you,
your money will be with you

by the end of the week.

Of course.

But with an additional 10%

for our kindness
and our patience.

Hmm.

5%.

Shh.

Do you have any idea
what it must have taken

for a woman to represent
the various factions

of the Afghan poppy collective,

what I must have endured
versus what I could provide?

You will pay an additional 15%
for your tardiness.

In four days,
when the shadow has passed

beyond our line,
you will have paid us

40,250,000 U.S. dollars.

Do you understand?

You are very amusing.

I admire your strength.

You remind me of my mother.

But tell me, what's to stop me

from killing you right now, hmm?

I kill you, I kill your friends,

and your family.

That way I keep my money
and your heroin.

The Russians, the Americans,

and then the entire world,

and still you have not learned
a thing about our people.

Say you understand.

I understand.

Hmm.

A pleasure.

-That's it.
-That's it.

This one.

Shoot it off.

It's too loud.

Saw this on an episode
of "Heist."

It's the only time you can
trust David Morse's character.

Thread the fabric
through the hole and pull.

Well, damn!

Hey, what are you doing
to my locker?

When did you take the gun?

-When I felt like it.
-Focus.

Where's our luggage?

-It's gone.
-I threw it away.

What?

Our passports were in there.

Where's the watch?

-What watch?
-Yeah, what watch?

Where's the watch?

It's there.

Yo, Diallo!

What the fuck is going on?

Hey, we are just taking
what was stolen from us.

She's got the watch, Thato.

I see.

Then why don't you just put
the fucking watch

back in the locker
and kindly fuck off?

Any one of y'all make
another fucking move,

and I'ma make sure
you all touch down.

That's football,
not rugby, baby.

Fuck if I know.

You're not going anywhere
with that fucking watch, bitch.

Ah, fuck!

Get me out of here, baby.

She fucking shot me!

-That's right.
-Stay back.

Any one of y'all move, you die.

All right?

Fucking chase her, man!

Run.

♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet

♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet,
move your feet ♪

♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet

♪ Come dance with me,
dance with me ♪

♪ Dance with, dance with me

♪ Dance, d-d-dance ♪

♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet,
move your feet ♪

♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet

♪ Come dance with me,
dance with me, dance ♪

♪ Come dance with me

I'll be fine.

Get out of here.

Shit!

I almost shot you.

What are you doing in here?

I was just trying
to make sure that you're OK.

-You shouldn't be in here.
-Get out of here.

Um, Benjamin, it's OK.

Death is a part of my calling.
All right?

If there are any
trapped spirits in here,

I can help them.

-Please.
-Would it make a difference

if I told you
I'm not asking you,

-I am telling you?
-No.

OK, fine.

Stay behind me.

Don't touch anything.

Oh, shit.

Ugh.

Shit.

Ugh.

This is the False Bay
Police Department.

Come out of the building
with your hands up.

-Oh, fuck.
-What's this now?

Exit the building immediately.

Did they follow us here?

Shit, OK, OK, OK.

Look, I can deal with this,

but you need to get out of here
right now.

No, but... but I'm not
leaving without you.

What are you talking about,
you're not leaving without me?

We just met.
You know that, right?

What is going on with you?

Who do you...
who do you think I am?

-I'm sorry.
-I'm sorry. That...

-It's fine.
-This is your final warning.

I'll go.

Please, thank you.

Shit, wait.

Will you take this
for me, please?

Phyllis, please.

Hey.

I need you to be safe.

Get out of here.

Get out.

Fuck.

All right.

I got burgers and fries.

At least, I think
that's what it is.

I mean, who knows?

Cathy, why did you have
a $70,000 watch

hidden in our luggage?

Because 70,000 in cash

would have never made it
through customs.

I meant,
why did you have it at all?

Where did you get this?

-I bought it.
-How?

Because I gave
all the money we had to Vikram,

to help stitch you up
the night you got shot.

Well, not all the money.

I took the money from the Lambo,

and I sold the kilo of heroin.

You sold the heroin without me?

Even after you got shot?

After you almost died
in my arms?

I hid the money from the Lambo
in a hardware store basement.

How the hell did you find it?

That's what I do.

That was our emergency fund,
Cathy!

And you don't think we're in
an emergency right now?

What if Teddy really is dead

and our 700 kilos of heroin
are gone forever?

What the fuck
are we gonna do then?

I can take that watch
and sell it

in whatever city we're in,

and we can make moves
from there.

Make moves?

Make... no!

No, we said
we were going back home

so we could start over.

I can't start over!

Yes, yes, you can!

You're right, baby.

Yes, I can.

But I don't want to.

Get up.

-Shit. All right.
-Get up.

-All right?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ah, shit.
OK, OK.

False Bay police are searching

for four Americans
in connection with murders

in Hout Bay yesterday evening.

The Americans are considered
armed and dangerous.

And anyone with details
regarding their whereabouts

are asked to call the Hout Bay
Police Department immediately.

-And in other news tonight...
-Cat.

-The WCG reports...
-Cat!

From the 10th to the 16th
of March,

a total of 200 speeding fines...

Cathy, we got a problem.

Leon, I told you...

No!

Baby!

Leon!

Leon, Baby, come on!

Get up, baby, baby.

Please.

Leon!

Leon!