Original subtitles

-(dramatic music) -(water drops splattering)

(birds squawking)

(thudding)

(sombre music)

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(wind chimes clanging)

-(Fred) They all have it. -(Max) You sure?

(Fred) They're running hot and the sows tested positive for H2N3.

-You can't take a chance. -Swine flue?

-All of them. -Yeah, I'm sorry.

Thanks for coming in Doc.

Just... put it on my bill. I'll settle at the end of the month.

Hey. I'm good for it.

(Fred) You want me to call the authorities, make arrangements?

No, I'll take care of it.

-(Fred) Rudy could help. -Rudy?

You know my brother's got his thermometer in enough pigs already,

so thanks, I'll take care of it.

(Rudy/Sienna moaning)

Have you spoken to all the pallbearers?

-Yes I have. -Okay.

Just make sure they know who's carrying him in

-and who's carrying him out. -They do.

They're all honoured to be doing it.

Gert is a bit upset that he wasn't asked.

My dad always thought he was a bit of a kiss-ass.

Well, your dad was intimidating at the best of times.

Okay, fine. I'll have him carry the photo in the frame, or something.

(Rudy) Cool. I'll tell him. He'd be happy.

-Okay, fine. -Come here.

Rudy. No.

I have to get ready for my sister.

(dramatic music)

(wind chimes clanging)

(dramatic ominous music)

(ominous music)

-(bones cracking) -(Clara moaning/groaning)

(wind chimes clanging)

-(swing creaking) -(children giggling)

-(door unlocking) -(keys rattling)

(dramatic music)

(door creaking)

(clock ticking)

(ominous music)

(floorboard creaking)

-(pig squealing) -(Max) Sshh... sshh... shhh.

(pig snorting)

Cute little one aren't you?

(pig squealing)

(tense music)

-(pigs squealing) -(wings flapping)

(pigs snorting)

(Clara inhaling/exhaling deeply)

(suspense music)

(Lindiwe) Clara! Come sweetheart. Come, come sit.

Are you hurt?

Come, let's get you cleaned up.

-Come. -They're coming for me.

No sweetheart, no one is coming for you.

You're safe here, okay?

(whispering) They're coming... for me.

(indistinct whispering)

(heart beating)

(indistinct distorted voice)

(Yolanda panting)

(clock ticking)

(objects clattering)

(ominous music)

(floorboards creaking)

-(gasping) -(Sienna) Hi, Yola. It's me.

It's me. Sorry, the door was open.

It's me. (chuckling)

Man! It's so good to see you. Welcome home.

Sorry, I gave you a fright didn't I?

Uhm, I thought I would make us some dinner tonight,

-I stocked up the fridge. -(fridge door closing)

-How is Varsity? -Eh...

-Dad was proud of you. -(chuckling)

-He said that? (chuckling) -(chuckling)

No. (laughing) Not in so many work.

I could tell.

How's the nursery?

It's good.

Dora says you have a real gift for it.

-(Sienna) When did you speak to her? -Occasionally.

It sounds like you got Dad's green fingers.

-(chuckling) -If you say so. (chuckling)

Can I see him?

(Sienna) Yola, he's missing half his face.

What happened?

(Sienna) I found him at the base of the wind mill.

The police think he slipped. Hit his head on one of the rotors.

Yeah.

That doesn't sound like him.

(Sienna) Things change.

He was sick.

I didn't know.

I know.

How's Mom?

-Same. -What does that mean?

It means she's the same as the last time you saw her.

Okay, sorry.

-I didn't mean to upset you. -I'm not upset...

-Well you kind of sound upset. -I'm not upset.

-Well, you sound upset. -Yola, I'm not upset.

J***s. Why don't you tell me how she is, huh?

With all those visits in the last six years.

(tense music)

Don't you wanna stay over?

(Sienna) Ugh. Uh, it's getting late.

There's gonna be time. After the funeral.

(Yolanda) Well not really. You know, I fly out in a couple of days.

(Sienna) What? Why?

(Yolanda) I've got research to do.

And there's Mateo.

Who's Mateo?

My fiancé.

What?

When did this happen?

Not long ago.

(Sienna) Oh, why didn't you bring him with you so we could meet him?

I didn't wanna bring him into all of this.

(Sienna chuckling)

-What are you so ashamed of? -Nothing.

He teaches at the University.

It's a busy time of the year for him.

-Too busy for your father's funeral? -Please don't.

(Sienna) I'll see you at the church, okay?

Service starts at 11:00.

The bakkie keys are on the hook at the door. (inhaling)

Uhm. It's got diesel and it runs. And I have food For his cat.

-His cat? -Ja, Fish.

(Yolanda chuckling) He called the cat "Fish"?

-(both chuckling) -You know how he was.

I'll keep an eye out.

Congratulations on your engagement.

I'm happy for you.

-It's good to have you back. -It's good to be back.

(footsteps retracting)

(door opening/closing)

(drain gurgling)

(pills rattling)

(drain gurgling increasing)

(sinister music)

(birds chirping)

(motorcycle engine starting)

(church bell tolling)

(wind howling)

(ringing over cellphone)

(automated voice) Please leave your message after the tone.

We need to start soon.

I have to drive to Somersville for a celebration this afternoon.

Gentlemen, it's time.

(church organ music)

(birds squawking)

Holy s***!

(tense music)

(Sienna)... Christy...

Sorry.

Jet lag.

(indistinct whispering)

(coughing)

-(clearing throat) -(microphone feedback)

After the death of our dear sister, Christy and,

Mother's hospitalisation, he became both a mother and a father,

to Yolanda and I.

As some of you may know,

daughters can be difficult.

He ran the house with a firm hand,

but never without love.

I remember,

One day a woman came to our house crying,

saying that her daughter had been attacked on the way to school.

And that was the day that he decided to open a school

for girls on the farm.

That girls like her,

didn't have to walk the long road into town every day.

That's the kind of man he was.

I always felt like I had a giant tree standing next to me.

And...

Now that he's gone...

(whispering) Sorry. (inhaling/exhaling)

-(Sienna sniffling) -(microphone feedback)

-(whispering) It's okay. It's okay. -(whispering) Yolanda, no.

(indistinct whispering)

(Sienna) Yola, not now. You're gonna cause a scene.

(indistinct chatter/shouting)

(congregation screaming)

(dramatic music)

(man grunting)

She's just like her mother.

(Yolanda whispering) Oh s***.

(normal voice) Thank you.

(tense music)

(motorcycle approaching)

(Lindiwe) I thought it would be nice to get outside today.

Yvette?

I know it's not my place.

But I feel like you need to know.

Today is your husband's funeral.

So sorry for the loss.

(dramatic drumming music)

I'll give you some time.

(sombre music)

(Annie) She's a spitting image of Yvette at that age.

From the performance just now,

it's not just her looks she shares with her mother.

Is there any vegetarian food?

(Dora) Come stand here with your Aunty Dora.

-You look pale. -No, I'm fine.

No, you're not. I'm gonna get you something to eat.

-I made it myself. -(chuckling)

Thanks.

(Sienna) Thank you.

My deepest sympathies. I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you. Thanks so much. Thanks

He was such a lovely man.

This town is really going to miss your father.

Thank you so much, Greta.

Thank you for coming. It really means a lot.

-You were meant to be a pallbearer. -(grunting)

(Max) Just... I need to talk to you.

Please get some food and drink in.

(Yolanda) Sienna?

Not now.

-Look, I just wanted to say... -One scene is more than enough.

I'm sorry.

Leave me alone.

-(Rudy) All the pigs? -(Max) All of 'em jeans.

(Rudy) J***s!

Look, I know it's rough now, but this isn't gonna last forever.

Things are gonna change soon, I promise.

You said that last year, really. And the year before.

Okay. How much do you need? Huh?

-(Max clearing throat) R550... -J***s, Max!

But they're coming for my tractor next. Okay?

Look, I'll see what I can do. Alright?

(footsteps approaching)

(Rudy) Mmm! Be careful what we wish for.

(wind howling)

Hello Wembley.

Ooh-hoo. Uhm...

...next song is, uh...

stands out as one of the two songs in my repertoire.

This is kinda personal.

Uh, so it's actually relationship...

obviously... I mean, you know... aren't they all?

And then, I guess my... this one is for my mom.

Uh... it's called "Breinskade".

(tender guitar music)

For an absolution.

(singing in Afrikaans)

(door opening/closing)

What can I get you?

Can I have a vodka with cranberry juice please?

Don't have cranberry.

-Tonic? -Sure.

Thanks.

(singing in Afrikaans)

(Charlton) Another one?

I'm driving.

(Themba) You do know that people around here drive better

when they're drunk right?

It's when they're sober that you need to watch out.

Then I suppose it's my civic duty.

-(chuckling) -(drink pouring)

Thanks.

Where's that from?

The same place as me I oppose.

Where exactly?

-France? -Mm-mmh.

A little further west.

Portugal?

-Chile. -Ah! Cheely.

-Chile! -Tomato, tomato. Same difference.

No it's not.

Well, I've never met anyone from Chile before.

Then I'm glad to be your first.

I'll drink to that.

So what brings you here? There isn't much to see.

I'm here for a funeral.

-(Themba) Oh, who's? -Mine at this rate. (chuckling)

That's what I'm talking about.

(isolated applause)

(Bernoldus) Charlie.

You gonna have to pay for this one.

...come on man (stuttering)

-We were in the trenches together. -We were not.

I'm gonna call my firstborn... I'm gonna call him Charlie.

(Charlton) Dude this is the seventh one, we cut you off at six. So...

Give another beer would you?

-Can I get you another? -No thanks, I'm good.

Okay.

-Bernoldus. -Yola.

Yola.

-Themba. -Themba.

You must be Sienna's sister.

You know her?

No, I do know her, (stammering) I do work for her like plumbing, electric.

I'm a handy man.

(Yolanda) That's very informative.

(Bernoldus) Seriously though, I'm sorry to hear about your dad.

(Yolanda) Thank you.

I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the funeral.

Sounds like it was a lot of fun. (chuckling)

News travels fast.

It doesn't have that far to travel, really.

(Rudy grunting/panting)

(cellphone ringing)

(Sienna) It's your wife.

-Are you can answer it? -I'm kinda busy right now.

(Sienna) Rudy, she's not gonna stop. You know what she's like.

She's leave a f***ing message. Let me just finish, we'll go.

-I'm not in the mood. -(whispering) Oh, J***s.

(normal voice) Well this was your idea, remember?

(Sienna) Rudy?

It's late.

She's worried.

Take a shower.

I like the smell.

She doesn't.

(door opening/closing)

(upbeat guitar music)

(singing in Afrikaans)

Explain to me. How do you... how do you dance to this?

Where's the coordination here?

-(Themba sighing) Show me. -No, I don't feel like it.

Come on. I think I've got the first step covered.

It's the second one that's a little bit mysterious, you know.

-(Yolanda chuckling) No -Come on, you want to charm me?

No.

Okay fine let's go! Come.

(indistinct chatter/laughter)

-(Themba)'Cause I'm smooth like that. -(Yoland) No!

-(Themba) You understand? (chuckling) -(Max) Your key.

(Max) Hey.

-Max. -Yes.

Uhm. Are you sure you can drive?

(Yolanda) Yes.

-Let me give you a lift. -I'm fine, thank you.

(Themba) You okay?

So which way are you going?

-Wouldn't you like to know? -(chuckling)

No, I just want to make sure that you get home okay, that's all.

Suit yourself.

(car engine starting)

(motorcycle engine starting)

You okay?

-Yeah. It's such a beautiful evening. -I know.

Look at the stars.

(giggling)

(softly) F***!

(ominous music)

(Themba) What happened?

Yola?

Are you okay? What happened?

-(frogs croaking) -(insects chirping)

(Yolanda chuckling)

It's late.

(sinister music)

(eerie music)

Thank you for the escort.

You're welcome.

You feeling better?

Just drank too much. (chuckling)

That's cute. You only had two drinks.

It's more like five.

Can I walk you in?

No.

-You sure? -Mm-mh.

-Sure, sure? -Mm-mh.

Sleep well.

(car engine starting)

(bird cawing)

(ominous music)

-(Lindiwe wheezing) -(Innocentia) Lindi?

Where's your inhaler?

-At home. -(Innocentia) Okay.

Come. You go home. We'll cover for you.

(sombre music)

(water splattering)

I don't really know where to begin. It's just...

(indistinct whirring/gurgling)

(ominous music)

(panting/wheezing)

-(Themba) Lindi. -(yelling)

I just let myself in.

(Lindiwe coughing)

(dramatic music)