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-Something's wrong.

-He's burning up.

-It's baby colic.

[ Baby cries ]

-Can you get a message to my pops?

I just want him to know that I'm okay.

-I want to take Angus Speelman to social services

as an example of how our programme

rehabilitates sex offenders.

-Angus is still a vulnerable inmate.

We don't know how he'll behave in a high pressure environment.

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Water running ]

[ Thud ]

-Male victim. Single gunshot to the head.

Wallet left in pocket.

Shoes?

-Taken.

-Shoes are similar.

Hard indentations like our previous victim.

Maybe it's a particular kind of smart shoe he's attracted to.

See, he spots the shoes way before he kills.

There's deep pain here linked to the shoes.

-What's the plan?

-We need to trap him.

-An undercover stake out.

All units, heads up.

-Possible suspect approaching rear of the car.

-Freeze! -Freeze!

-Suspect on the move!

[ Gunshot ]

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Water splashes ]

[ Air bubbling ]

[ Underwater silence ]

[ Baby crying ]

-[ Singing in native language ]

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[ Baby continues to scream ]

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[ Baby inconsoleable ]

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[ Singing continues ]

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[ Sinister music playing, baby continues to cry ]

[ Music softens to gentle piano ]

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-Portia.

-He's so upset.

-Beautiful boy.

-Every night is the same.

-I know.

-When will he get better?

-We're just tired. It'll pass.

-No, I feel it deep down.

He's not okay.

-Colic.

-It's more than that.

-What else can it be?

-How must I know?

We need to take him back to the hospital.

-No, it's too late for that.

-No, we'll find his parents.

We'll find the Gigabas'.

We'll find them and explain that it was

a terrible misunderstanding. -Stop, Portia.

-They'll be happy to have their boy back.

No, we'll be forgiven for coming forward.

-We'll go to jail. -No.

No, not if we do the right thing.

-We stole a baby!

-You made me do it! -Shh.

[ Baby wails ]

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Leave it with me.

Leave it with me.

Please.

[ Emotional music ]

I'll sort it out.

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-Right, it'll be okay.

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I'll sort it out tomorrow.

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[ Air bubbles ]

[ Water splashes ]

[ Underwater silence ]

[ Water splashes ]

[ Air bubbles ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

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[ Water splashes ]

[ Leon gasps for air ]

[ Leon breathing heavily ]

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-Reyka. Come on, Reyka!

-Come on, Reyka!

Come on! Come on!

There we go. [ Reyka gasps for air ]

That's it, that's it.

Catch your breath.

That's it, that's it.

Are you okay?

[ Jetty creaks ]

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[ Tanner groans ]

-Did you see him? -Yes.

Black guy, I think.

Dockworker's jacket, medium build, strong.

-Okay. We need some help here!

-I'll get him.

[ Ominous music playing ]

-You okay? -Yeah, I got him.

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[ Tanner groans in pain ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

-Police!

This is Command.

Suspect is on foot on the Marina.

Do you copy? Over.

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[ Ayanda panting ]

[ Speaking in native language ]

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[ Ayanda's footsteps approaching ]

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Durban Harbour Police!

Come out with your hands up!

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Whack ]

[ Dramatic music playing ]

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-Hey, check, guys! Check, guys!

Check there!

-There, behind me.

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[ Dramatic music intensifies ]

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[ Door creaks open ]

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[ Door closes ]

[ Conversing in native language ]

[ Truck door slams ]

-Breathe in. -Okay.

[ Reyka inhales deeply ]

-And out. [ Reyka exhales ]

Another deep breath in. [ Reyka inhales ]

And out. [ Leon coughs ]

[ Reyka exhales ] -Okay.

-Airway patency and breathing patterns are stable.

You're lucky. Another minute underwater --

-I've never really been a good swimmer.

-Are you the first responder?

-Yes.

-Have we checked you out?

-No, I'm Search and Rescue.

I've done this a thousand times. I've never had a problem.

-Well, there's no harm in...

doing an assessment. -No, I'm good, Doc.

Keep your focus on her.

[ Leon's coughing continues ]

-Do you need us to call anyone?

-No need to alarm them.

-Okay.

We'll keep you under observation.

-Thank you, Doc.

-Thanks, Doc.

[ Monitor beeping ]

So?

-Don't you have somewhere to be?

-I do,

about right...here.

-Thank you.

-Don't mention it.

-You saved my life.

-Well, it's kind of my job, you know?

Well, not forever.

[ Knock at the door ] -Hey!

-Hi.

-Sorry to disturb, guys.

-No, no, come in. Leon was just on his way out.

-Hey, Skip. -Tanner.

How's that arm?

-Good.

It's just a graze.

-There's a lot of muscle there.

It's hard to miss.

-Thank you, Leon.

-Hey, so give me a shout if you need anything.

-I'm fine, thanks.

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-Did he just kiss you?

-Who? -Lombard.

-No, I don't think so. -Yeah, he's married.

-I know.

-You don't care? -I do.

-So-- -Tanner.

-Look, all I'm saying is if-- -Don't.

Please don't.

-Okay.

Listen,

I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help you.

-No.

You were there.

The stakeout worked. We drew him out, okay?

-Okay.

Get some rest.

-Same to you.

[ Sighs ]

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-Harbour, sir.

[ Paper rustles ]

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[ Speelman breathing heavily ]

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[ Suspenseful music playing ]

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[ Cellphone ringing, Reyka moans ]

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-Hey, Tama.

-How you doing?

-Yeah, I'm good. I'm just--

Busy day, you know? Super busy.

-Speelman's still at large, -but Thuli's safe.

We sent a bodyguard to her school.

-Thanks, Tama.

-What's he going to do next?

-Well, he can't leave the country without a passport.

-Will he return to the farm?

-I don't know. It depends on what he wants, you know?

You never know with Speelman.

I've got to go, Tama. I'm busy.

Hey. -Hey.

-Doctor says you're discharged.

-Great.

How you doing?

-I had him, Reyka.

-We'll get another chance.

-I don't know.

I think we spooked him.

He might go back underground.

-He can't help himself. He'll be back.

[ Poignant music playing ]

We'll get him.

-Yeah.

Okay.

Let's get you home.

-Okay.

-Oh, man. -Clothes?

-In the cupboard. -Careful, careful.

-Thanks. -Slow down.

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[ Eerie music playing ]

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[ Eerie music intensifies ]

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-Nice night tonight.

-Have you got a bed for the night?

-You're homeless?

-Yes.

-Thirty-five bucks.

-I don't have any money.

-We don't have any beds.

-Please, pal.

I'm down on my luck.

It's not easy for whities these days.

-This guy.

[ Belt metal loop clangs ]

-Buy this?

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

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[ Fan hums ]

[ Indistinct chatter ]

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[ Man coughs ]

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[ Water trickling ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

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[ Suspenseful music intensifies ]

[ Water splashes ]

[ Breathes frantically ]

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[ Water running ]

-Oh, come on.

-You want some coffee?

-No, thanks.

[ Ayanda sighs ]

-You okay?

-It's my boyfriend, Zwelethu.

He blows up my phone like 24/7.

He spends more time thinking about me than anything really.

-Nice to have a man who cares.

-He's alright.

So?

What about you?

[ Whispering ] Lombard.

-Nothing to say.

-Come on.

-Lombard's married.

-It doesn't seem like you.

-If only you knew. -So is it?

-The fact that he's married is the only reason

anything's happening.

-So there is something happening?

-Ayanda.

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-I should get going.

Zwelethu's probably waiting for me.

-Oh.

Have fun.

-I will.

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[ Sinister music playing ]

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[ Revolver cylinder rattles ]

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[ Flame ignites ]

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[ Sinister music continues ]

[ Footsteps ]

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[ Licks fingers ]

[ Sinister music playing ]

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[ Man groans in pleasure ]

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[ Cellphone ringing ]

-Zee.

Reyka.

Hi, Reyka.

-Hi.

-Sorry to disturb your private time with Zee,

but I wanted to tell you something.

-No, it's okay.

He can... he can wait.

What's up?

-Um...

I use to have this partner...

Nandi.

And she was so amazing.

[ Poignant music playing ]

And we lost her

in the cane field case.

-I never really got to tell her how much she meant to me.

-She knew.

-I'm sure she knew.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

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-Okay.

Okay.

Okay, go back to whatever you were busy with.

Sorry.

Bye.

[ Poignant music continues ]

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[ Reyka sighs ]

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Hello.

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[ Cellphone ringing ]

Oh.

Hey, are you ghosting me?

-Dr. Gama? -Yes, good day.

-Dr Lawrence, Paradise Valley. Can we meet tomorrow?

-I need to talk to you urgently about Angus Speelman.

[ Indistinct chatter ]

[ Man laughs ]

[ People laugh ]

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[ Dramatic music playing ]

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[ Birds chirping ]

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[ Dramatic music continues ]

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[ Waves breaking ]

-Check this, man.

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

-Then they're going to come and build you a palace.

And every single one of you

is going to get a toilet, but for every thing.

A number one toilet, a number two toilet,

a number three toilet. You can do whatever you want.

[ Guys laugh ]

* God save our gracious King *

* Long live our gracious King *

-Thank you for seeing me at such short notice.

-Clock's ticking, Doctor.

Your prisoner escaped 24-hours ago.

What's the facility doing about it?

-Well, everything we can.

-Except... you failed to assess Speelman correctly.

-I think I know Angus quite well.

-No one knows him better than me, okay?

-Yes.

My apologies.

I didn't mean to undermine your experience.

We're doing our best.

-So why am I here?

-I needed to warn you.

-Trust me, Doctor, this has been my life since I was 12.

I already know the danger my family's in.

-Not your family, Dr. Gama.

You.

-Okay, go ahead.

-Speelman has just suffered a deep narcissistic injury.

News of his mother's illness. -She's sick?

-In a coma.

-Oh, my God.

-So having being robbed of the chance to speak to her,

has shattered his sense of self which,

compounded by the penetrating humiliation

he experienced during the TV interview,

has left him in a volatile mental state.

-The interview humiliated him?

-In short,

his motivational arc is likely to be revenge...on you,

as a symbol of his love and hate.

So he will want to enact in a slow, cold,

cruel torture that will break you down.

-I strongly advise that you leave KZN.

-What? No, this is my home.

It's not anymore, Doctor.

-That's not up to you to say. -Okay.

Please, just take my words seriously.

-I won't allow him to have power over me.

-He always will have power over you.

-No, Dr. Lawrence.

You might know Speelman, but you don't know me.

I'm not scared of him! -Speelman has just started

to realise that his mother could die.

That in itself is a very serious

psychological place for him to be in

and violence is the only point of release for him.

[ Ominous music playing ]

-You think he's capable of violence?

-Perhaps not on others,

but on you...

absolutely.

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[ Camera clicks, seagulls mewing ]

-Hey. -Hey.

[ Leon coughing ]

-Female.

About 19. White?

-All drowning victims come out of the ocean the same colour.

The skin pigmentation strips off in the salt water,

hence the pale complexion of the body.

-Rug roll?

-Yeah.

-About ten on torso and arms.

More on her chest, neck and back.

How long, Leon?

-By the bite marks on the ears and bridge of the nose,

the fish have been feeding on her.

I'd say...body has been in the sea for no longer than two days.

-Two days? -Yeah.

-It fits the timeline of the Neville Maree murder

on Lover's Lane.

[ Leon coughs ]

-Can we bag her up?

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[ Birds whistling ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

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-Mr. Jacobs?

Sir, I'm sorry. Your door was open.

Sir, my name is Angus.

I'm a friend of your son, Zain.

-A friend of my boy?

-Yes, I work at Paradise Valley.

I thought I'd stop by to update you

on how well Zain's doing inside.

-You know Zain?

-Yes, I work with him, sir.

-How is he doing?

-He's doing really good.

-I don't speak to him anymore.

-I know he caused you a lot hurt,

but he's doing well at the facility.

And he's trying his best to be a better person.

-People like him, they...

They don't change.

[ Cuts ignition ]

-Okay, let's go. -Hey.

We're not going in there without a warrant.

These gangs deal drugs and women out of these bad buildings.

-Our murder victim worked out of here.

-So, we get a warrant.

-There's no time. -Gama.

[ Car door slams ]

The only way we can go in there is without seeming so obvious.

-How?

[ Car hoots in distance ]

-I've got an idea.

Drive.

-Yes, ma'am.

-Zain is a good man.

He's trying his best to heal and make amends for his actions.

-You know my son well.

-Quite well.

-Did he tell you that he ruined my business?

-No, sir.

-He put a camera in the bathroom and recorded my employees.

-Zain wants you to know that when his mother died,

he lost his way in life.

He couldn't control himself.

He knows he shamed you, sir,

but he loves you.

He desperately wants a relationship with you.

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-And you, Mr. Angus?

You close to your folks?

-I'm very close to my mother.

-That's good.

-Mm-hm.

She's ill.

Back home in Scotland.

-I'm sorry to hear that.

-All I want is to speak to her.

Tell her I love her.

But she's in a coma.

-What?

What are you doing here?

You should be over there talking to her

before it's too late.

-Maybe I will.

[ Knock on the door ]

-Hi, Grandpa!

[ Jacob grunts ]

-Hello, my girl.

This is my granddaughter, Ella.

-Hello, Ella.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

-This is Mr. Angus.

He knows your Uncle Zain. -Hello.

-Dad, how many times have I asked you

to keep the door closed?

-The door was open, Grandpa.

-Don't worry about it, sweetheart.

-I didn't know you had a visitor.

-I'm Angus from Paradise Valley.

I work with Zain.

-So you're a warden?

-No, I'm a doctor.

-Has something happened? -No, no.

I was just in the neighbourhood so I thought I'd stop by.

How old are you, Ella? -10.

-No, really?

No, you look more like 12. -Is Zain okay?

-Zain is fine, Glynis.

-So, what's your favourite subject, Ella?

-Art. -Art? Oh, I love art.

Got any drawings to show me? -No.

-No, why would you?

Hey, would you like to see a magic trick?

-Yes.

-You have to keep very, very still.

-Dad.

Can I see you in the kitchen?

-Mr. Angus,

if you'll excuse us. -Of course.

-Thank you.

-So...

Look at me.

-[ Speaks in native language ]

-It's Angus.

[ Sinister music playing ]

-You're so beautiful.

I definitely can feel something here.

-What is that?

Do you want to keep it?

-Yes. -It's yours.

Have you got any magic tricks to show me?

-No.

[ News report on TV ]

-This just in.

Angus Speelman.

A convicted sex offender

escaped from maximum security prison

and is still at large.

Speelman is considered armed and dangerous.

-Members of the public... -Ella?

-...call authorities at once. -Ella! Ella!

-Ella!

[ Dramatic music intensifies ]

[ Glynis breathing frantically ]

My baby, are you okay? Are you okay?

-The female victim in the Lover's Lane case

is sex worker, Casey.

She works out of the Maritime Inn near the esplanade.

Casey's profile matches the timeline,

and the multiple stab wounds

matches the blood splatter found in the area.

We'd like to set up a task team to inspect the Maritime Inn.

-But we can't show up as police without starting a war.

-So, what's the play? -The building isn't compliant

for the council requirements for water usage.

-A docket has been assembled and sent to the municipality.

I've connected with them and they'll send health and safety.

-With all due respect, I can't send two female officers

into an occupied hotel without more... muscle.

-Fine. Captain Leon Lombard. Search and Rescue.

-It's just a fact-finding mission, Brigadier.

Worst case, we flag a bad building for a water problem.

- Don't piss off the occupants.

Legal or not,

you'll be sitting ducks.

-Copy that.

[ Footsteps retreating ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

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-Just so we're clear,

whatever happens in there, I call the shots.

-Is that so?

-You're back up, Captain.

-Yes, just in case something goes wrong.

-In bad buildings, something always goes wrong.

-He's joking.

-No, I'm not.

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-Lombard, behind me.

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Conversing in native language ]

-We're here for a routine inspection.

-We're coming in here whether you like it or not.

[ Leon coughs ]

[ Eerie music playing ]

-Cables near water. Serious hazard.

[ Door handle squeaks ]

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-Hey.

Where is Casey's room?

[ Door slams closed ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

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[ Suspenseful music intensifies ]

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[ Man grunts ]

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[ Man grunts again ]

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[ Man whimpers ]

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-[ Whimpering ]

-Who are you? -Ibrahim.

-Okay, Ibrahim. Why are you here?

-I paid my debt, but they wanted more money.

-Okay.

Do you know Casey? -Casey?

-Yeah, Casey.

How many guards?

-Eight.

Or 10, I think. -Okay.

Okay.

[ Ibrahim grunts ]

Okay, let's go.

[ Suspenseful music continues ]

-Municipal inspection. Water is running into the street.

-Get down. -Get the fuck out!

This is our fucking building! -Is that right?

So where's the deed? -Lombard.

We've inspected the basement. We need to go.

-I'm going to take these fuckers out.

-No, we're outnumbered.

Okay, I've got a hostage. We need to go.

-Such tough guys, hey?

Locking these girls up in these rooms.

Fuck off to where you came from. -Get out of here, fucker.

-Asshole.

[ Reyka grunts ]

-Let's go.

-Who the fuck are you? What are you doing in my building?

-My brother, We're from the municipality.

-We're just-- -No, no, no.

-We spoke about this earlier, remember?

[ Gun click ]

-Hey, hey!

Drop your gun.

-I thought you said you were from the municipality.

-Drop it. -Hey!

-Tell your dogs to drop their weapons.

Reyka. Reyka, come on. Let's go.

-Let's go.

-Get up! Slowly.

-Break it up! Break it up! Don't move!

-Go, go, go. -Don't move!

-Slowly.

Slowly.

-Come in.

[ Dramatic drumming ]

[ Car engine starts ]

-Now! Go, go, go!

-[ Yelling ] [ Gunshots ]

[ Car hoots ]

[ Quiet night sounds ]

[ Reyka scoffs ]

[ Reyka laughs ]

-You know the day that I was taken?

I remember...

I remember waking up in a strange room

with animal heads mounted up on the walls.

He was playing the piano.

[ Piano music playing ]

The curtains were shut so I couldn't see outside,

but I knew from the light that the sun was going down.

[ Whispering ] You know, I've never felt so alone.

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-They'll find him, Reyka.

-You think so?

-Mm-hm. -Okay.

-And I'm not leaving you

until they do.

I'd leave my wife if I could.

In fact, I'd-- -I'm not asking you to do that.

It's the...

Like, this is fun.

If either of us get feelings, this is gonna have to end.

-Too late.

[ KISSES ]

-You're crazy.

-Okay.

You got this.

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

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-[ Giggling ]

[ Reyka squeals ]

[ Car door slams ]

-Stupid.

[ Car accelerates ]

[ Portia humming ]

[ Singing in native language ]

[ Humming continues ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Portia hums ]

[ Childrens chatter ]

[ Knock on door ]

-Hello?

[ Door creaks open ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

-Portia.

[ Portia breathing heavily ]

-No.

-Portia, I need your help.

-How did you find me?

-I can find out anything in prison.

-No, no. I'm going to scream, Angus.

-Please just hear me out.

-Go away! -I've got nowhere else to go.

-No, your face is all over the news.

-I just need to use your phone.

-No.

You're not coming inside.

-My mother's sick. She's in a coma.

I need to call the hospital. -No, you're lying. You're lying.

-Not this time, I promise.

She's dying, Portia.

-No, I can't. I'm sorry, Angus.

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-We have history.

We were in love.

We had a daughter.

We had a son.

-Don't you dare.

-Do you remember?

-No, I can't.

How...

How do you...

I can't.

-He was our baby boy.

Gabriel.

Our angel.

[ Melancholic music playing ]

Before Reyka.

-One call and you leave.

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[ Door chain rattles ]

-Thank you, Portia.

Thank you.

[ Speelman sniffs ]

[ Door creaks closed ]

[ Suspenseful music intensifies ]

[ Waves breaking ]

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[ Reyka sighs ]

-Leon?

[ Serene music playing ]

Leon.

[ Birds chirping ]

You missed the sunrise.

I got you some coffee.

It's hot.

Leon.

[ Reyka giggles ]

Hey.

Leon?

[ Reyka chuckles ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

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Leon?

Leon?

Leon?

Leon, Leon. Don't joke.

Don't joke around. Please don't joke.

Leon?

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