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(tense music)

(splashing)

(laughing)

(mumbling)

- I bet I can touch the bottom.

- Oh yeah, oh yeah?

Go, go.

Peter?

Peter?

Peter!

Peter!

Peter!

(tense theme music)

(gulls cawing)

(waves crashing)

- Hold it, Philip.

- [Sanctus] You're my partner.

- [Mat] They see anything?

- Nothing.

They arrived last night, made themselves a fire,

which is strictly forbidden here.

Didn't see anything, just pure nature.

- Different.

The other girl that was found in the dunes,

she was uh...

- Slimmer. - Um hmm.

- More the model type.

- [Mat] Time of death?

- It's difficult to say, 24 or 48 hours ago.

I also found this.

The puncture bled a little bit and then got infected.

- [Mat] Drugged, likely (mumbling).

- Most likely.

The pupils are heavily contracted, probably an opiod,

but no indication that she was a user.

- Any indication of a struggle?

- Well, bruising on the hands,

maybe trying to resist, fend off someone.

It'll have a better look tomorrow.

- [Sanctus] Good.

- [Mat] Where are you going?

- Sunday.

I have to be somewhere.

You okay dealing with this?

- Anything?

- [Man] Nothing yet.

(waves crashing)

- You may you want your ice cream?

Mama, I'm gonna see you guys later.

Are you out of your mind?

It's Sunday, my family's here!

- I know, I just didn't want to be alone.

- Don't touch me!

What is it?

- I'm very scared, I'm really scared.

- Scared?

Scared of who?

Come on, man, you're imagining things.

- I've known, I've always known

that one day we'd have to pay for what we did.

- [Man] Look, I can't talk to you.

- Please, I don't want to be alone.

- I'll call you. - Please.

- I'll call you, I'll call you.

(tense music)

(knocking)

- Yeah?

- What brings you here on a Sunday, Mat?

- Sundays.

Sundays are the worst, Mike.

Sundays are the worst.

- Hey, prostitutes seem to be getting younger

and more beautiful, huh?

- Yeah, don't think they were prostitutes.

This one, she was a contestant on the model costume show.

- Modern day slavery.

They sign away all their rights.

The man with the contract takes the table.

- Fuck.

I left my computer at home.

- You take your laptop home with you?

- Yeah, you know me, Mike.

I'm always on the job.

- Well, maybe you could use de Wit's.

I created his password.

I doubt he's changed it.

(tense music)

- He scares me.

- Who, Christmas?

- His name is Christmas?

- Christmas Tsiki.

He's a Zulu.

- He always seems to be watching me.

(laughing)

- You're going to have to get used

to that in this business, my darling.

Seriously, his job is to look after you.

You know, make sure you have everything you need.

I guess you're not used to having a servant around, eh?

- Did you find Galia?

- Yeah, well, no, no, I only found the bar

where she used to work.

- Used to?

- Yeah, well, she didn't turn up for work

day before yesterday, and I got a hold of a friend

of mine in the authorities.

- Is she dead?

- What?

No.

No, no, of course not.

No, they picked her up on the beach

in Muizenberg, you know.

She was out there camping with some backpackers

below those wooden houses.

A few hours later, she was on a flight to Kiev.

(tense music)

Baby, what is it?

Shame, are you homesick?

(tense music)

(knocking)

(buzzing)

(mumbling)

- Just the usual domestic violence,

but there was a dead girl found at the lake.

She looked Russian.

(mumbling) theory.

Want to come look?

- [de Wit] Right.

- Fuck.

(tense music)

- Give me a moment, please.

I'm very busy, Carina.

- I know who the masked murderer is.

(tense music)

(whirring)

(mumbling)

- Why the fuck hasn't the shipment gone out?

- Well, the EU placed an embargo on it.

Some kind of fungus infestation.

I figured it's too risky.

What if we have a problem?

- Then we ship it to Cypress and we export it from there.

We need to get it off.

- I don't know if I can just leak a shipment like that.

People get suspicious, mate.

Since the Peterson affair, the hawks have camped out

on all importer exporters in the harbor,

constantly checking.

- We always know exactly when we're gonna be checked, right?

Have you thought about that?

(mumbling)

Good.

Europe's waiting for our lemons.

(foghorn bellowing)

(carnival music)

- Oh, look.

You wanna slide like whoop.

(uptempo beat music)

- So, I got you the (mumbling) phones, right?

(yelling)

(mumbling)

(uptempo beat music)

(thudding)

(mumbling)

- We got these.

All prepaid.

No special apps or functions like GPS.

You won't get much for them on the black market.

I wonder why he nicked 'em?

- Mano sells anything he can get his hands on.

I know him from way back.

I was just watching what he was up to.

He was selling phones to foreign tourists, girls.

It was as if they were specifically looking for him.

- (mumbling) phones are a bit of a status symbol.

I mean, why are they buying these?

Can't even take photos with them.

- Got any more of them?

- Gonna have to go and check in lost and found.

(chattering on police radio)

- [Sanctus] Where'd you find this?

- The dunes, New Year's Eve.

Agree, somebody got a smart phone for Christmas

and decided to dump the old one.

- Maybe it wasn't just the phone that was dumped.

Can I take this?

On the record?

- [Policeman] Don't see why not, if you can sign for it.

- [Sanctus] Yeah, sure.

- Your daughter?

- No.

- [Policeman] Not a good place for a little girl.

- No.

Cheers, mate.

- Cheers.

(melancholy music)

- [Man] Yes.

- So,

you know the girl?

We think she's in (mumbling), modeling.

(chuckling)

- She's not modeling in this town.

- There are other agencies.

- Yes, but it's a small world and I know all the furniture

in Cape Town, especially the newbies.

- Furniture?

- The girls, and if there's a new girl in town,

we know immediately.

Now, this girl, she's pretty, she's innocent

but she definitely isn't a model.

- We know that Irena Krol arrived in Cape Town to model,

but none of the agencies know anything about her.

- This phone was found on New Year's Day,

in the dunes, not far from the ruins

where you found the corpse.

We managed to activate it, here.

Last text message sent, name of the sender, Irena,

which confirms that the girl in the dunes is not Irena Krol.

- But the murderers wanted us to believe it is Krol.

What does the message say?

- It looks like a coded message mixed with emoticons.

Smileys.

- [Mat] Mmm hmm.

- There are similar messages on this one, as well.

Found them on a small time dealer at the waterfront.

Seems he's got a side job selling second hand phones

for young female travelers.

- Similar, but this is not the same code.

(mumbling)

No.

- That's not a problem, I'll find someone.

(mumbling)

- Hey, that's that girl from the villa.

(tense music)

(speaking foreign language)

- Oh, sorry.

Sorry, can you help me?

- Yeah, yeah, sure, sure, sure.

Not a good idea to be wandering around this area.

- [Irena] Oh, no!

(whimpering)

(tense music)

(mumbling)

- [Mat] Professor.

- Ah, Captain.

I've detected a highly toxic mixture of opiates.

Methamphetamines, and amphetamine derivatives.

No suggestion of sexual intercourse or any bruising.

Remains of meat in her stomach, possibly a burger.

Death was by drowning.

The water samples match.

She was probably unconscious when she hit the water.

(tense music)

(moaning)

- It's me, Norbert.

Drop David, you fight it.

- Don't call me David.

My name is Christian!

- Take him.

Take him to the bathroom.

(mumbling)

(tense music)

(mumbling)

(yelling)

(tense music)

- [Announcer On TV] In other breaking news,

the search has begun

for a new mediator in the continuing dispute

between Pro Gas and the former occupants

of the land on which the oil refinery was built.

Further violent clashes have occurred at the oil refinery,

as the two sides continue to be frustrated by negotiations.

Vitus Moremi, spokesman for the former owners,

says his clients were relocated by force under apartheid

and their land unlawfully seized.

(coughing)

- You look much better, David.

- [Christian] I admire you, Norbert.

- What for?

- The fact that you can put it all behind you

like a discarded uniform.

Probably sleep like a baby.

Do you ever regret anything?

- I regret being on the losing side.

I need you to help me.

- Me?

The whole city dances to your tune.

- You still owe me.

Don't forget that, David.

- In this state, I'm not free to help anyone.

- You were the best agitator we had.

- [Christian] Look around, Norbert.

This is where I am.

I'm a teacher.

- [Norbert] We want you to be our mediator.

- Mediator?

You mean money plate.

- What if I promise you a big donation for your school?

- Now, that's what I call a good selling point.

Even the estates in Landmark was a real popular station.

But everyone knew it wouldn't work.

Every farm in Namibia that's been transferred back

has gone bankrupt within two years.

- [Norbert] You could be the one

to make them change their minds.

- I said no.

- Some of our trainers in Matka thought

you were as good as Che Guevara, inspirational.

I need someone inspirational to sort out

the conflict of the refinery.

- Do you think Vitus Moremi represents the black vote?

- He's not interested in their cause.

He's interested in collecting votes

for the next mayoral race.

- And you want to prevent him being successful?

I think I finally get where you're going with this.

Vitus Moremi will think I'm one of them.

All the while, your white investors will assume

I'm on their side.

- The riots harm the country, especially now.

- They harm your clientele.

- Have you seen this?

You need personal protection, I could ask (mumbling).

- I don't want the bored bastard anywhere near me.

- [Woman] Be careful with my angels.

(tense music)

(dogs yipping)

(laughing on recording)

- [Man On Recording] The product leaves Cape Town

in perfect condition, otherwise (mumbling).

And we've had a few incidents lately.

Have to keep my finger on the pulse.

(phone ringing)

- Hello Mat, I hope I'm not interrupting.

- No.

- I had a patient cancel tomorrow's appointment at 10,

and if it's convenient--

- Okay.

- Yes, good.

Great.

(tense music) (gulls cawing)

- [Ferdy] Hey!

Hey!

Angels, angels!

(whistling)

Angels!

Come to Daddy.

(dogs barking)

Angels!

Hey!

(gunshot blasting)

No, please.

Please, don't shoot me.

Please, I'm a cripple.

(gunshots blasting)

(tense music)

- [Woman On Tape] Merry Christmas, Mat.

You know I'm addicted to you, don't you?

(melancholy music)

♪ 'Cause when I ♪

♪ Come out to ♪

(chattering on police radio)

- If anyone had a motive for killing Ferdy, it's me.

- What do you mean?

- Ferdy was a loser, man.

- Where did he work?

- In a warehouse in harbor.

Can you believe that, eh?

An educated man.

- I'm gonna assume you didn't kill him, though.

So there had to be someone else that did.

- Ferdy's not the kind of guy that has enemies.

Unless it's one of those prostitutes

on the streets in Seapoint.

Heard he was a regular there.

Also after I told him I didn't want him to touch me no more.

Was scared of what I might catch.

- Where were you last night?

- In paradise.

I watched the finale of that model show on TV.

Picked the winner, eh?

I always do.

- Where was your husband?

- Supposedly walking the dogs on the beach.

More likely at George Warner's watching porn.

Their Sunday night ritual, pathetic.

- Do the names James Wallace, Drew Wilson ring a bell?

- I heard them on the news, that's all.

The one dated that cricketer, right?

Oh, I never knew he was gay.

- He's not, but the press--

- Said he was shot by that serial killer.

- We don't know about that.

- Famous at last.

- He like Elvis?

- Yah.

Ferdy looked a bit like him when he was younger.

(chattering)

- Guys, guys, please.

Ladies and gentlemen, please.

Let us get on with it.

And wait for any announcements.

They will come shortly, okay?

- Captain Joubert is it true that all the victims

were perverts like Drew Wilson?

(cameras clicking)

(mumbling)

Captain Joubert, why is it taking you so long

to solve this case?

- You call yourself a journalist.

You're fucking scum.

(thudding) (grunting)

- Oh!

- Piece of shit!

I'm warning you, Moorfood.

Warning you.

- Oh, Joubert.

How's the teamwork going?

- Teamwork?

I think he suspects something.

- Lieutenant, if we want to investigate him officially,

we're gonna need evidence, right?

I'm not gonna be signing a search warrant

on some (mumbling).

(tense music)

- [Mat] Thanks, quickly as possible.

- Yeah, it's a very interesting case.

- Oh yeah, it is.

- [Sanctus] Hi.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- Obviously, you know my partner, Lieutenant Snook.

- Your partner?

Nice to see you again, Sanct.

- Likewise.

- [Mat] Well, Sergeant Nayar--

- [Kumari] Ah, Kumari, please.

- Mat.

I asked Kumari to help decipher the text messages,

symbols the girls are sending to each other.

- Nice.

- You guys are more qualified at that sort of stuff.

Simple people, here in the province.

- Oh, you're being too modest.

You're very well known in Pretoria.

- As the man under suspicion for murdering

one of their colleagues.

- No, as a cop who has unusual but efficient

ways of solving crimes, but anyway,

I thought I was here to work on a new case--

- [Mat] Yeah.

- So, if you don't mind, I...

Thanks.

- Other concrete developments.

Although speculation that the two victims

James Wallace and Drew Wilson knew each other increases.

There is concern that the murders related to (mumbling)

and spot fixing is an avenue that Captain Mat Joubert

and his team are currently following.

An act of revenge from organized crime

has yet to be ruled out.

- I knew this.

I knew this was gonna happen.

- The victim has been identified as 45 year old

Ferdy Ferreira, a warehouse worker

and a resident of (mumbling).

So far, police have yet to reveal any further information.

(uptempo music) (chanting)

- [Announcer] Meanwhile, unions representing the workers

of the Pro Gas refinery are demanding settlement

of the dispute to avert further violent protests

against their members.

The Rainbow Academy Director and ex A and C veteran,

Christian Coolidge is the surprise choice

to help with the negotiations.

(tense music)

(coughing)

- Christian.

You look good.

- It is nice to see you.

Congratulations on becoming both a renowned lawyer

and a miserable liar.

Is there any connection?

- Ah, I see your fighting spirit is still intact.

Let's go inside.

Please.

- Good evening gentlemen.

My name is Christian Coolidge and I am an alcoholic.

(laughing)

Oh sorry, wrong meeting.

Sorry.

That's a good start, right?

But, this is the meeting where land rights

and foreign investment interest have to be resolved.

We are here to build bridges.

Some of you know that I'm the director of the new

Rainbow Academy, a place of the future.

A place where delinquent teenagers are able

to develop new perspectives.

And I think it's the ideal place for our meeting of minds

and if we really want our negotiations to succeed,

we have to learn how to work hand in hand.

And we won't be able to learn here.

But don't worry, the academy has a kitchen.

The top chefs and service personnel of tomorrow

are trained there so you will eat heartily.

- Sounds good to me.

- I think it's worth a try.

- Wonderful.

Our first negotiation marked down as a success.

Our second begins next week at the new Rainbow Academy.

Thank you so much.

(clapping)

(water rushing) (coughing)

- My compliments.

Now it's a (mumbling).

- You'll have to make decisions.

Am I to consider the stock operation?

- I don't understand.

- Make the black landowners shareholders.

Let them have their slice of the cake.

- The Chinese investors won't let that happen.

I thought perhaps an exchange of claims.

- You want to offer them a worthless

piece of land in exchange?

No wonder emotions are running so high.

Moremi's a fool.

- My arguments are reasonable.

I'm sure we'll be able to convince him.

- Yeah, I bet you will.

- Oh, by the way, I'm entertaining important guests

and want to impress them with a surprise.

I need a discreet catering.

Maybe the boys from your school kitchen can cover that.

They'd get excellent tips.

- When?

- Tomorrow night.

- Sure.

Paid events top cash is always appreciated.

Good.

(tense music)

- I've looked at the phones we got off the deal.

Pretty ancient.

No cameras, no apps, nothing,

but the text messages are very interesting.

- [Sanctus] Smileys.

- Yeah, them as well.

Smileys now replace complete sentences.

These phones have German English abbreviations

and phrases probably used by two backpackers

passing through Cape Town.

- [Mat] What does that have to do with our case?

- Well, this phone has some undeleted text messages

that are similar to the one found on the dune.

Not just the smileys, but the letters on both these phones

have been replaced by numbers.

- What you are saying is that the girl

had contact with other girls and they texted each other.

- Exactly.

- How long do you need to crack the code?

- Well, I need to know more about them.

Where they come from, what the social context was.

- That's what we're trying to find out from the texts.

- Pretty sure the girls came from eastern Europe.

- [Sanctus] How many different phones

did the dead girl communicate with?

- There's at least two regular contacts.

One of them is Irena Krol, but I'm guessing

various girls from various groups

stayed in contact in code.

- They were scared, looking after each other.

- Yeah, and they don't come to us because they're illegal.

- Or they might be locked up, kept as prisoner.

- [Sanctus] They come to the police.

- We need to crack the messages as quickly as possible.

- I'm doing what I can.

- Okay.

You're staying at the police hostel cot?

- [Kumari] Mmm hmm.

- Sanct will show you around.

- [Sanctus] Sure.

(frenzied techno music)

- I can't drink this shit.

Hey, you read (mumbling) language?

- No.

(mumbling) new girls.

(mumbling)

- [Man In Black Shirt] This one.

(siren blaring)

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

Hello?

(tense music)

- Can you take a break?

What if you...

The deeper you dig, the stranger it gets.

Joubert doesn't have an alibi and he does have a motive

'cause he was shot by a police weapon.

He fired his gun that night, but there's no traces

of him at the house.

- He knows how to get rid of traces.

- Then he's a cold-blooded killer.

No.

They found him absolutely paralytic

in the public toilet on the beachfront.

It's also strange that the night watchman,

the Rinkall's guy, disappeared without a clue.

- So you think Joubert took him out?

- Maybe he was in on the case with the gang.

- So, it could have been a gang killing like they said.

He's exactly the way Lara described him.

Good marriage material.

(chuckling)

- Joubert?

It's official, I don't understand women.

The guy has no style.

He's a social embarrassment.

He's also a maniac.

- He's faithful.

Why, of all people, would he ask me to come and help?

There's enough experts in Cape Town.

- [Sanctus] Did he ask you?

- [Kumari] Mmm hmm.

- Joubert?

Think he knows something?

- About us?

(tense music)

(chattering)

- [Sanctus] Please, let us get on with it.

And wait for any announcements.

They will come shortly.

- [Moorfood] Captain Joubert,

is it true that all the victims

were perverts like Drew Wilson.

(mumbling)

Captain Joubert, what is taking you so long

to solve this case?

- You call yourself a journalist.

You're fucking scum.

(thudding) (grunting)

Piece of shit!

I'm warning you, Moorfood.

Warning you.

(tense music)

- Problem with being ledger man, Joubert,

is that ledgers make good stories.

(tense music)

(clacking)

- An act of revenge from organized crime

has yet to be ruled out.

The victim has been identified as 45 year old

Ferdy Ferriera, a warehouse worker

and a resident of (mumbling).

(tense music)

(wind whooshing)

(whimpering)

(melancholy music)

(tense music)