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(birds chirping)
(emotional music)
You shouldn't be here.
They could be watching.
They're not.
My heart hurts so much.
There must be so many parents, across the world,
looking at their child's grave.
Thinking, what if I'd just done that one thing different?
If I'd just...
There's one last thing to do. And then...
you won't see me again.
The police'll be back, asking more questions.
The less you can tell them, the better.
You will know when it is done.
How will I find you?
I'm so lost without my own son.
Nothing I do will ever change that.
I lie awake at night just thinking maybe
everything that happened to Xola, to his mother,
it's punishment.
Maybe it's punishment for everything that I've done.
But if I can finish just this one good thing,
maybe then I'll be allowed to find him again.
People will say a lot of things about you, Thobela.
And I don't think they will all be kind.
But you are a good man.
And I am grateful.
(emotional music continues)
(train horn honking)
(reporter) Controversial businessman Anton Heidt,
was found murdered.
His body was discovered at his Constantia residence.
Police suspect that the so called "Assegai killer"
might be responsible.
(suspenseful music)
(radio host) Anton Heidt. He got murdered...
(Otto) Do you hear this? They must have evidence.
Just listen to me, man. This is too risky.
(Cruywagen) They got Anton, I'm not going to prison!
-Mum, are you ready? -Two minutes!
No, no, no more minutes, we have to go!
(line beeps)
(operator) Emergency Services.
Please, can you help? My mom and I are trapped,
someone is trying to...
Trying to break into my house.
(Cruywagen) D'you think she's just gonna forgot about us?
Leave your warrant card.
Shit.
(suspenseful music)
(Christine) Yeah, uh, two males.
(door thuds)
(music stops)
(thrilling music)
-Baby, where are we going? -Just come, come, come.
I don't understand, Chris.
(Christine) Just trust me, Mama.
(knocking)
(knocking)
(knocking continues)
-(knocking persists) -I'm coming. Ah, Jesus.
What?
Anna, what're you doing here?
Looks like you've had quite a night.
It... Okay, it is what it looks like.
-That's not what it looks... -Really not what it looks like...
Anna? Anna, wait, we were going through case files.
We're going through case files.
Right, can you slow down? Anna, please.
(Nicola) I already told you, they're not worth the trouble.
Oh, fuck off. Anna, give me a second.
It's really good to see you're settling in here.
You know, I don't even care, Carla doesn't need you,
you can do whatever you want.
What is that supposed to...
Anna just, will you listen to me please, can you just wait...
Get out of my way. What?
I would never.
Okay, we had a fucking day yesterday.
I'm sorry.
But you stink of brandy, Benny.
Christine van Rooyen disappeared.
What do you mean she disappeared?
Where did... do you know where she's went?
No. Maybe you and your partner can crack the case together.
We've found our guy, we know who the Assegai killer is.
Well, I hope when you catch him, this all feels worth it.
Fuck.
-(car door closes) -(engine starts)
-Yeah. That didn't sound great. -(Benny scoffs)
So, why aren't you hunched over the toilet like a normal person?
I don't really get hangovers.
Oh, fuck off, detective.
(chuckles)
Well, let's go face the music.
Yeah, I'm gonna go and freshen up at home first.
-Yeah, I'll see you at the office. -(Mbali) Cool.
(siren blaring)
We'll try to keep this mostly out of the press,
but if it comes to it, you'll need to make a statement.
-(knocking) -Come in.
Boef was just telling me about your little operation...
-Oh, Colonel, listen we... -I shouldn't have insisted.
I knew you wouldn't let me do it alone.
-(Benny) Boef? -Don't try that shit.
I've fessed up.
This is all my fault.
You're dismissed, Boef.
If you find him, I wanna be there. Please.
(Benny) Yeah.
Says the assegai killer shot Heidt before he could do anything.
-I wasn't in the room. -What's going to happen to him?
Three months unpaid leave. Inquiry.
Possible redundancy, no pension.
Then what?
Why?
Are you gonna tell me he wasn't telling the truth?
T'hem we've found him. Okay, we have our guy.
Thobela Mpayipheli.
Soweto born Xhosa, forty two, army-trained,
then drafted into Domestic Branch.
Undercover in Radim Sedlรกk's gang,
from 2007 'til late 2017.
When he was credited with intel assisting the Hermanus
coke bust, the attempted hit on Kodwa,
and the eventual arrest of Sedlรกk and three of his generals.
Looks like he had to get his hands pretty dirty,
to run with those boys.
Withdrew from service very suddenly after a brief period of MIA.
Official records end there.
Let's get this to CI and see what they can dig up.
Run all facial recognition across centralised
security feeds.
And I'll organise a press conference.
Colonel, with all due respect,
we think if you get that name out there,
he's gonna go to ground, and we'll never find him again.
Well, that's not a problem you need to worry about anymore, Ben.
You're off this case.
Anton Heidt is dead.
I don't care who talked who into what,
I warned you this could happen.
I agreed to help him, Colonel and I think we all just
-need to calm down and... -Save it!
You have until midday to get a lead or we issue a statement.
(dramatic music)
(line ringing)
-(Sairita on phone) Hey, Benny. -Hey Doc,
any update on that blood sample I sent you?
The syringe you sent in. Trace of blood.
Perfect match to the missing girl, Sonia Van Rooyen.
So the same we found as in Heidt's bathroom?
(Sairita) Far as we can tell.
Where'd you find this thing?
Come on, Benny.
-Thanks, doc. I'll get back to you. -Please don't leave me...
(phone thuds)
-(sighs) -(Mbali) What was that?
Christine Van Rooyen. She, uh...
She what?
Let's get a circulate out on Christine.
Don't think we'll find her...
I think we've just been taken for a ride.
(Mbali) What do you mean?
She planted Sonia's blood at Heidt's house.
-(Benny) What's next on this? -(Mbali) Motive.
Vengeance against those who harm children.
We've always had the what, but we never knew the why.
You become a vigilante because the system fails you,
it fails you badly.
-So you... -Court records.
(Benny) Smart.
-You coming with or what? -You heard T'hem.
Well, by midday, it won't matter either way.
Unless of course you wanna get back to Madikiza?
(Eugene on phone) Anton, I need your help,
there's been a terrible mistake, the boy is dead.
Send the guy you trust, send Reyneke.
I want Reyneke. Whatever it costs to fix.
Call me back.
(suspenseful music rises)
Heidt swore to me, he said those guys, you guys are solid.
For a price, they can fix any problem, anything!
So why, why are we still in this fucking mess?
Mr. De Klerk.
We're in this mess because of your own actions.
I didn't send your man to bury the boy in the same spot
Anton Heidt dumps his trash! That's not on me!
I don't care if your family has more money than the Guptas.
Sir, you keep on shouting, I'll escort you out of here
and leave you to deal with the...
(Eugene) No. No, you listen to me.
If what's on that phone comes out,
there are call records, bank details, emails.
This gets bad for all of us.
So. We have to figure this out together.
Do you have anywhere more... discreet
that you go for privacy?
(suspenseful music)
Do you think she's making us wait on purpose?
(Mbali) No.
Mrs Mtetea?
This is, uh, Detective Mbali Kaleni,
-I'm detective Benny Griessel. -Yes, Benny Griessel.
I'm the one who cross examined you
for the Rondebosch hit and run about eighteen months back.
It seems like you had a lot to drink.
-Okay this... -Miss Mtetea,
could we please, have a word with you in private?
-Yes. -(Mbali) Thank you.
-Please, sit. -Thank you.
You're welcome.
We're here to ask you a few questions
about Thobela Mpayipheli.
Uh, I... I represented him some time ago,
after the murder of his son.
Thanks.
Our files make no mention about Mr Mpayipheli having a son.
(Bonnie) Adopted son, that is.
He meant a great deal to Thobela.
(Mbali) Of course he did.
Are you still representing him?
I'm no longer prosecuting the two young men that
where accused of shooting Xola.
But I am going after one of their fathers,
for obstruction of justice.
So you become close with him?
In what way, Sir?
Well, you just called him Thobela a second ago.
Just surprised me.
I know what it's like to lose someone.
I sympathised with him.
Same as I do, with all my clients.
What do you mean same as all your clients?
As in I had a normal working relationship with him,
that's what I mean.
Oh and is it normal for clients to come
and visit you in hospital?
Ask what you came here to ask, please.
How long have you known Thobela Mpayipheli
as the assegai killer?
I don't know that to be true.
So you had no idea that he'd leave your hospital room,
and within 72 hours, be inside Anton Heidt's house?
No, I didn't.
Do you think the DoJ's gonna believe you?
(car doors open)
(Eugene) Been in the family three generations.
Passed to me when my father finally died.
I thought of doing it up in a slightly different style.
(Stevie) We'll use this as a base.
Don't make any calls,
tell nobody you're here.
(suspenseful music)
(phone buzzes)
-Bonnie? -Hey.
Look, there is no easy way to do this after last time...
I'm sorry.
For losing my temper. For everything I put you through.
Are you able to meet me?
I'm not coming back to the city.
I think they're still following me.
Are you sure?
No, but...
I see the same looking people and the same kids
and to be honest, I don't know what to do or where to go.
Please.
(suspenseful music)
(indistinct chatter)
(indistinct chatter)
(seagulls cawing)
(dramatic music)
(Benny on radio) Mbali, Boef. You see him?
(Mbali) We see him. Shall we move?
(Benny on radio) Too many escape routes. Hold on.
(Mbali) What are you doing?
Boef, seriously?
Sorry.
(Boef) It's my sister.
I've lost sight of him.
(Mbali) Anything?
(Benny on radio) Nothing.
Shit, he's given her a new line.
I'll go around.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
(Thobela on phone) You are being followed.
You need to go inside. Walk quickly.
Joey, Shif. Break cover. Pursue.
(thrilling music)
Oh shit...
(Thobela on phone) So it's gonna be the third on the left.
(lock clicks)
-(knocking) -(man) Miss Mtetea?
Can you open the door, please? Miss Mtetea?
(indistinct shouting and grunting)
-Bonnie? -Mm?
We need to move. Open the door quickly.
Right. Okay.
Don't worry, they're not dead. We need to go.
You need to come with me now.
I'm sorry.
(tense music)
(Boef yells)
(Boef) Shit.
(Mbali) Police! Stop! Move!
Hey, hey, move!
Move!
Get out the way! Move!
(grunts)
(woman screaming)
-(Thobela yells) -(woman screams)
(panting)
-(cocks gun) -(Mbali) Drop your weapon. Drop it!
Okay.
Okay.
(handcuffs clatter)
Get up.
(mellow music)
(Boef on phone) Ja, it's me.
Griessel's got him.
Okay.
You tie up your loose ends, let us take care of ours.
(Boef) Leave it with me.
(tense music)
(Anna) No! No!
(muffled screaming)
(alarm ringing)
(dog barking in distance)
(muffled struggling)
(screaming)
(dog barking in distance)
(crying)
-(alarm continues) -(dog barking)
Go, let's move!
(indistinct radio chatter)
I read about your boy. All this, I get it.
(tense music)
Come on. Let's go have a chat at the station.
Come on.
(huffs)
(car keys clatter)
Doos nearly broke my arm.
Gonna go get it checked out, okay?
-Thanks for today, Boef. -Sure.
Oh and lemme know what T'hem says, when he sees you wheeling him in.
Um, d'you think we should, uh, call ahead, let T'hem know?
I don't know. I think we arrive, one of us calls him up,
we get him down, big surprise.
Okay. Why don't we stop at the VNA while we're at it and
get a banner or something?
Ja, we'll just hop out, we'll get some cake, some candles...
Some cake?
Those mini, what they called cup cakes, thinking chocolate.
Ah, original. (chuckles)
(phone ringing)
Hello?
(Stevie on phone) Detective Griessel...
You're gonna need to stay calm.
A lots riding on you doing exactly as I say.
Who the fuck is this?
We left your wife alive.
(Carla crying)
As for your little girl... Bring his body and the phone,
you'll get her back.
Like I said. You listening carefully?
(ominous music)
Come on, Benny, what's going on?
Nothing. Let's go.
(engine starts)
-Are you sure everything is okay? -Ja. Neighbour said
they saw a strange guy going into our house.
Oh Jesus. Is it Anna, is it...
I don't know. I don't know.
I'm gonna drop you off, and then I'm gonna head off.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course.
Hey, grab those guys, get some extra muscle to bring him in.
Okay.
(Mbali) Gonna need some help here...
(engine revs)
Benny?
(man) What's happening?
Benny, what're you doing?
-Benny? Benny? -They have Carla. I'm sorry.
Benny, Benny, Benny! No!
Shit, fuck.
You, Heidt gave you a phone. Is it on you?
-I'm not messing around, bru. -It's in my pocket.
Okay. Okay, shit.
-What have they done? -Don't fucking speak to me.
(thrilling music)
(indistinct PA announcement)
(indistinct PA announcement)
(loud clang)
Boef? What're you doing here?
Keep your voice down. I'm here to get you out, bru.
(Jamie) What?
Oh, thank God, yes man, Boef! The keys are on his boetie.
(Boef mumbles)
You need to listen to me. Something big is going down.
I need to know exactly what you've told them.
Nothing! I didn't say anything, okay, not about you,
the other guys. Nothing, just...
I told Benny about the kid, that... that I was involved in it,
but that's, that's it.
I'm serious, man.
Okay, so... you didn't tell them anything,
about anything else, eh?
-No. No. No. No. -Nothing about Heidt?
-No. -And the other bodies...
I'm not a rat, man. Shit, Boef, okay? Nothing.
Bru. You guys are good.
Okay and the list, Reyneke's list?
Burnt it. Second it got out of the safe.
It's ashes in the bottom of my braai, bru.
-You have keys? -And not a word?
-About me, or the others? -No. No. No.
Jamie, look me in the eye. Look me in the eye!
Bru, I swear.
And he doesn't know, he doesn't about Cliffy?
He doesn't know shit, Boef.
-Please, bru. Please, just... -(handcuffs clatter)
Come on.
(both chuckle)
(clatters)
I knew you guys wouldn't leave me here, man.
Just needed to keep my mouth shut.
Yeah.
You guys, knew, you knew I was solid, right?
Yeah, I knew you wouldn't say anything.
Let's get out of here.
Unless you got wit pro.
That was bullshit. That was bullshit, man.
(both grunting)
(Jamie) Okay.
(Jamie choking)
(Boef panting)
(grunts)
(phone ringing)
Benny? Howzit, you alright?
(Benny) Boef, I need you to go to our place.
Someone took Carla, and Anna, I don't know if she's...
(sighs) Listen, where are you?
Shit, man. Those fucking... (stutters)
What do you need me to do?
(suspenseful music)
Oh, don't need the whole neighbourhood
watching us flirting.
Whatchoo got Natalie in the back there for, huh?
It's none of your business. Have you got what I asked for?
Why do you need this anyway?
Wait, doesn't the marpoozas give their Ritas bullets no more?
Or what, they make you count them?
-Are they making you count them? -Princess, please.
No. That's not you.
I'm just. I know... I...
I'm just tryna... I'm just tryna get by.
(Princess) Wait.
Your tickets for Sarafina is in there.
You said to keep you one.
(engine starts)
(engine revving)
(engine stops)
(eerie music)
Fuck man.
(grunts)
Just give me the phone.
(phone thuds)
You have no back up. You're all alone here.
Just shut up. Don't, don't say another word.
They're gonna be here in ten minutes.
They want a body and a phone,
and they said they'll give her back to me.
But you don't have to do it like this.
-You're just gonna become... -Just stop!
Okay. Close your eyes.
Don't look at me.
I said don't look at me!
I'm sorry.
If I don't do this...
and they hurt her...
It my fault they took her.
Do it.
-(gunshot) -Fuck!
(Benny breathes heavily)
(deep exhale)
Okay.
(whimpers)
Okay. Go. Get out of here.
No. You listen to me. I can help you.
(Benny) I don't need your help.
If they find you alive, they'll kill her.
So take your stupid piece of shit spear
and get the fuck outta here.
You've done enough.
Hey, do you hear me?
They see you here, they're gonna kill her.
So fuck off!
Go!
Ah God, Benny...
(brooding music)
Griessel.
Ja, I don't know your name,
but I remember thinking that guy looks
like a real piece of shit.
(chuckles)
Where is he?
-Where's my daughter? -She's in the car.
-He's in the boot. -And the phone, you have it?
I made copies, so anything happens to me or Carla.
-You know the drill. -Copies, huh?
That's what we're going with, is it?
I guess so.
And I suppose we've got your word this all goes away?
You bet.
(gunshot)
(grunts)
(Benny groans)
I think you're bluffing about the copies.
(Benny groans)
But I'll tell you a little secret.
Do you wanna know why we targeted you?
Because we had it on good authority that Benny Griessel
is a man who doesn't give up.
That he doesn't stop until the job is done.
-I can't fucking... -(man) Hey, he's not...
(man shrieks)
(Steve groans)
(Benny groans, pants)
Fuck!
(Benny) Where the fuck is she? Where is she?
Where's Carla?
I know where to find her. De Klerk.
De Klerk.
I want him alive.
-(Carla crying) -(man shushes)
Do any of you know how to shut her up?
I reckon you've got more experience shutting kids up.
What did you just say to me?
They're back.
(Eugene) What is going on? Why's that happening?
(guard) Let's go!
(suspenseful music)
(explosion)
(tense music)
(Benny yells)
(Benny) De Klerk!
De Klerk?
-Hey, just stop! listen to me. -Hey, enough!
Don't you point that fucking gun at her!
I'm not playing around, right now, gun down.
Your friend, where is he? Make him...
Hey! Hey! Hey. Easy, stop!
-Easy! -Give me the phone.
You've got the phone? Give it to me.
Throw it.
(Carla crying)
This didn't have to happen.
What, because of one boy, one stupid mistake?
I'm not a murderer!
It was a fucking accident, I swear to God.
But your friend?
The one you're aiding and abetting.
Oh no. (chuckles)
Do you think after this, you're a credible witness?
Huh? That a judge will believe anything you say?
Tell him to step out where I can see him.
Right now, tell him.
-(Carla wailing) -I am not messing around.
Don't you dare point that thing at her.
Come on, out!
Right now, or I'll fucking shoot!
(grunts)
(Thobela) Don't!
(muffled crying)
(Carla wailing)
Hi, little girl, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
Hey. It's okay.
Come here. It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
You should go.
I can handle this.
(Thobela) What will happen to you?
(Benny) Ah, it doesn't matter.
-(crying) -(Benny mumbles)
(emotional music)
I can't let you do that.
Yes, you can.
You must.
For her.
Treasure every moment.
Don't let anyone take this away from you.
Enjoy it.
(emotional music swells)
It's okay. Yeah.
It's okay.
(car approaching)
(Anna) Oh my God!
Oh my God.
(Anna and Carla crying)
(Benny) We're okay.
-We're okay. -(Anna) My baby...
(Anna crying)
Come on, bru. Toughen up man.
(breathes deeply) Yeah, well. Thanks for coming, bru.
Half the stations out looking for you.
I just played dumb, didn't tell anybody shit.
-Ah, can you give me a ride in? -(Boef) Ja, of course.
Shot for the coffee.
I'll wait outside.
Hey.
I did something.
I don't know what's gonna happen.
What did you do?
No, no it's better you don't know.
Listen, if...
I might...
I might go away for a bit, I might go away for a while.
-Benny... -Hey, it just...
But if I somehow, by some...
miracle figure it out...
Can I come home?
It's been...
it's...
-Jesus, Anna, find your words. -I know the feeling.
-I need time. -I get it, six months.
-Real time. -I know.
I understand, it's okay.
Come here.
It's okay. It's gonna be okay.
Just don't sell my records.
'Cause I'm gonna be back.
Are you sure?
I've been planning this really big garage sale.
Yeah, I know, I'm pretty sure.
(dramatic music)
(Boef) You sure about this?
Someone told them, bru.
One of our guys tipped them off, and let them do what they did
to Anna and Carla.
I need you to find out who that was.
Promise me.
I swear it, bru.
(indistinct chatter)
(indistinct police radio chatter)
Hey. He's here. Get the guys back, he's here.
Benny. Are you alright, man?
Mbali told me what happened.
-How did you get away? -Away?
From Thobela.
After he slipped his cuffs, hijacked you, the car.
Ah, he kicked me out. Took my gun.
Kick me out about 15Ks out of town.
I just spent the rest of the night walking back.
This isn't all for me, is it?
Neighbours from an old estate in Constantia called
and said they heard gunshots.
They found Eugene De Klerk and a bunch of Viper security guys.
We're thinking if was our assegai man.
And to top things all off, some prick got to Keyter
while we were all running around here and just...
-(detective) Colonel. -Ja, two seconds.
Okay. We'll debrief.
I want to hear the full story. Because this is just...
Ja. When is it not?
(Mbali) Carla?
Uh, she's okay.
-Thanks. -Good.
Why'd you do it?
Like I said. I don't know what I would've done.
You coming?
Think I'm gonna take a minute. You go.
(Mbali) Hmm.
You are coming back. Right?
Go. I'll be alright.
Good luck out there, boss.
("Sisahleleleni (i)" by Bongeziwe Mabandla playing)
(reporter) While the motive for De Klerk's assassination
may remain unclear.
Reports suggest that police are investigating the connection
between the high profile lawyer's death
and the so called assegai killer.
Our viewers may recall that in that case,
the killer targeted people who may have harmed children...
Hi. I'll just drop these inside, yeah?
-(Ilhaam speaks Dutch) -Yes. Hi, baby.
Hi. Hi baby girl.
Come to me. Yes. (chuckles)
("Sisahleleleni (i)" by Bongeziwe Mabandla playing)
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