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-(gun firing) -(grunting)
(Neville imitating car racing)
(young Ethan) Pa, how come you don't race no more?
(Neville) Well, because you came along.
I needed to make money so I can take care of you and your mom.
Eyes on the road.
Do you miss it?
Sometimes. But I've got my shop. I still work with cars every day.
When I'm older, I think I wanna work with cars, too.
You do? Well, then you will.
And one day, you'll have one of your own.
But remember, Ethan, a car is like a person.
You need to do right by them.
Listen to them, know how far you can push them.
You do that, and they'll be your best friend.
(chuckling)
You wanna drive for real?
-Okay. -(car engine starting)
(gasping) I'm driving...
-(whispering) Okay. -(ambient sound fading)
(ambient sound returning)
(birds chirping)
(groaning)
(door opening)
Boy-Boy, that must be your brother.
Go help him with his bags quickly. (grunting)
(Byron) Mom!
(sombre music)
Uh, Byron, go get some towels.
(groaning)
-(Kayla grunting) -(Ethan groaning)
-Oh, sorry. It's okay. I'm sorry. -(groaning)
(screaming) Ouch!
It's alright. I've got you. I've got you.
-(whimpering/groaning) -Sorry, sorry.
-One more. That's the last one. Sh. -(whimpering/groaning)
Ethan, I don't wanna fight...
I just I wanna know what's going on, please.
I'm out.
"Out"? How?
It doesn't matter. It's over now. All of it.
(crying)
But the thing is, Ma...
There's not gonna be no more money.
I don't know how we're gonna pay rent,
-buy food-- -It's okay, it's okay. (chuckling)
I will take care of yous.
(tender music)
There's one more thing...
-(rap music) -(siren wailing)
(banging on door)
(distorted voice) Ethan!
(door opening/closing)
(recording starting)
Why did you f*** us, Ethan?
Gave you the information I was given.
(Nazeem) Then why was I on the wrong van, 50km away from the real heist?
Dunno.
Maybe another team pulled that job.
And where was Damien? At home watching TV?
All I know is, he didn't wanna do it in the end anymore.
(Nazeem) You know that the response guard that got shot
ended up paralysed. Can't walk anymore.
And here you are,
still protecting Santi. Why?
F***ing answer me!
(suspense music)
(Ethan) It wouldn't have made a difference what I told you.
Damien already knew you guys were onto him.
How could he have known that?
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Remember, I still got you on a robbery charge!
I'm no use to you anymore.
I'm out. Damien will kill me if he sees me.
I don't give a s***. I'm still charging you.
(Ethan) Fine!
I'm a minor. First-time offender.
The robbery was nonviolent. Plus... there were mitigating circumstances.
"Mitigating circumstances"?
Yes, my father's dead.
My mother has a history with drug abuse.
I was left alone to support my brother.
I will submit to voluntary community service.
Probably get out on bail.
You've got it all figured out, don't you?
(door opening/slamming)
(Phumeza scoffing) I also come from a broken home.
I know what it's like to feel like you're alone in this world.
Maybe that's why I wanted to see the best in you.
You had the chance to do the right thing...
to be free of Santi forever. Why would you let that go?
I am free.
I just did it my way, and I'm alive because of it.
-(door opening/closing) -(breathing heavily)
We can still hit Santi.
We just need to find something that links him to it.
They got rid of anything incriminating by now.
Well, at least they walked away emptyhanded, right?
Yeah well, so did we.
The boy said that they were already onto us.
That only happens in one way.
-They've got someone on the inside. -Damn it!
(Damien) So, we're meeting under bridges now?
(scoffing) With all the heat you just brough down?
It's been all over the news! What the hell happened?
It went wrong, that's it.
The French boys mentioned something about you not doing it
the way you were supposed to.
Well, circumstances change. We had to improvise.
You realise no one's getting paid now?
We'll just get another van. We'll go again.
And how's it even gonna look? Another of their vans gets hit so soon after?
-Like bad luck. -(sighing) Damien...
-they won't go for it. -Well, then change their minds!
This was a one time deal and you f***ed it up!
It's finished. It's over.
Manny...
How long do we know each other, huh?
Hey, look at me!
I need this.
(sighing) I know, pal. I know.
But there's nothing I can do at the moment.
But lay low for a few weeks, hey?
Once the dust settles, we can work something else out.
Sorry, I've gotta go.
(rap music)
It was a good outcome. Do the community service, get a job,
and stay out of trouble. And come trial, you'll be okay.
-Okay? -Thank you, sir.
I promise I'll get you the bail money back, Mommy.
Oh, don't worry about that.
Also, the things he said inside about your past--
Don't worry about that either. It helped your case.
Anyway... (sighing)
-It's a new day, for both of us. -(both chuckling)
(Phumeza) You sure about this?
Is he the only one, besides us, who accessed case logs on the boy?
Yep. He used his password to access the September file, too.
(sighing) Then I'm sure.
The f***ing idiot deserves it.
(indistinct TV broadcast)
(knocking on door)
Officer Du Toit, we were hoping to have a quick word.
It's my off day. What's this about?
Nothing serious. You mind if we step inside and discuss it?
Yeah, sure. I just need to get the key. Give me a sec.
(footsteps departing)
(door opening)
He's running.
(suspense music)
(car hooting)
S***!
(ominous music)
(tense music)
(machine beeping)
(knocking on door)
Kayla, hi. What you doing here?
(Kayla) Um, I sent you a message. Said I was coming.
I must've missed it.
-Are you okay? -Yeah. No, I'm fine. Why?
(sighing) I'm just--
-I'm not sleeping. -(coughing)
Have you got more fabric?
Ooh, it's a lot.
-Is that a problem? -Nah, it should be fine.
(sniffing) I'll call you when the cash comes in.
(car engine switching off)
Probably heard by now. We flushed out your rat-cop, Pieter.
Mm, and there I thought Damien Santi knows everything.
So what can I say? I'm just a man.
A lesser man now, hey?
Losing ground to the Brothers.
(chuckling) You must be getting really desperate.
Trying to pull off a f***ing heist.
And then, to come away with it, with nothing?
That must really hurt, hey?
You, on the other hand,
I hear you're taking some s*** job in security up in Joburg.
(ominous music)
(Nazeem) I might not be the one to bring you down...
but all the evil s*** that you've done...
The universe pays it back.
It always does.
(car door opening)
(car door closing)
Shane, just pass me that Phillips there.
(children chattering in distance)
Shane!
Go inside, Shane. I'm not gonna tell you again!
Turn around and walk away, son.
I know I'm not welcome here anymore, sir.
I wanted to apologise for what happened in Pearly Bay.
I never meant for any of it to happen.
You lied to me. You brought your s*** down on my world.
You put everyone's life at risk.
I know, sir. And I'm very sorry.
But I'm walking on the right path now.
From the looks of you, maybe you are.
I'm sorry, Ethan, I can't risk you being you around my son.
Don't come back here again.
(keys jingling)
(sombre music)
Shane, let's finish up here.
He said he was out, Daddy.
So, he doesn't deserve a second chance?
What if no one gave you one, Daddy?
You not gonna see him again.
-But he's my friend, my teammate. -Shane!
Enough.
-You're just a kid. -That's bulls***, Daddy!
I'm old enough to make my own decisions!
-Where are you going, Daddy? -You leave me no choice.
-Daddy? Daddy? Daddy, stop!! -(drill whirring)
-What you doing, Daddy? -(barking)
Daddy, stop! Daddy!
Daddy! Stop, Daddy! Daddy! Daddy, stop!
(vehicle approaching)
(indistinct chatter)
Yo, Ethan, it that you? (chuckling) It is you! Oh s***...
Yo, while you're at it...
throw this away for me.
(laughing)
What? You gonna get your gang buddies to come and shoot me?
You drove mad at Pearly Bay. But you know... (clicking tongue)
Life choices, man.
Now I'm gonna be the one representing The Hills at the Burn Out.
(vehicle departing)
Kayla, Mrs Salah wants to talk to you.
(ominous music)
(water splashing)
Close the door. Come sit.
You wanted to see me?
(sighing) Yes.
(inhaling sharply)
I'm sure you've heard that we've got serious stock issues.
And I've thought about this a lot, I want to hand over the accounts.
The levels must be monitored properly
so that we can get to the bottom of what's going on here.
So, do you want the job?
Me?
You've proven to be a good worker,
and this comes with a small pay raise.
Yes.
(sombre rap music)
(door opening)
(sighing) Dad, I told you, you can't just come in here.
Sorry, sweety. I'm just checking up on you.
I'm fine.
We're gonna go for lunch. Why don't you join us?
Maybe another time.
You've been home for a couple of weeks now
and you've hardly left you bedroom.
I think some fresh air and sunshine is gonna do you good.
(sighing)
Hey! Get dressed. You're coming.
(sombre rap music)
(music continues over headphones)
-(Sidney) Surprise! -(Meryl/Wayde) Surprise!
(Sidney) Everything's done, baby.
Panel beating, interior refurbished, new engine. What do you think?
Take it for a spin.
-Now? -(Sidney) Yeah, now. We good to go?
Baby, look, I know what you went through is scary...
but if you leave this for too long, it's gonna get worse.
You need to get back into the saddle, find your groove again.
Come, let's go.
(ambient sound distorting)
You're gonna be fine. Start her up.
(car engine starting/revving)
(panting)
(Amber) I need to get back out there.
(Sidney) Why? You've done enough already.
-They think he's better than me. -(Sidney) Amber!
-(car engine revving) -(tyres screeching)
-(gasping) -(hyperventilating)
(people screaming)
-(Ethan grunting) -(handle rattling)
-(Sidney) Amber? What's wrong? -(crying) I don't wanna do it.
I said I don't wanna f***ing do it!
How was your day?
-Boring. It's just picking up trash. -Boring is good.
Just keep on doing what you're doing.
Don't eat too much. Supper's almost ready.
Oh, um... My share for the week.
I spoke to my boss. He said he'll see about giving me more hours.
Ethan, wait. Um, I also got good news. (chuckling)
I got a promotion. I'm gonna do the books from now on.
I was thinking, when I save enough money,
maybe you could finish matric.
Correspondence, then you can still work.
Just think about it.
Sorry. Excuse me, man, I'm looking for some shutter ply--
-Yes. I'm Sidney. Amber's dad. -Yeah. I remember, sir.
-I didn't know that you worked here. -I started a couple of weeks ago.
-Okay. Yeah. -Shutter ply? This way.
-What exactly are you looking for? -Just eight sheets.
(Sidney grunting)
-There you go, sir. You're all set. -Thank you.
Let me give you... something.
-No, that's all good, sir. -You sure?
Yes, I am.
Okay. Well, look after yourself, Ethan.
-Sir, how's Amber doing? -Amber's-- She's-- She's well.
She's doing okay. She's healing. Getting better every day, you know?
Actually, I don't know why I said that.
She's not doing too great. She hasn't come out of her room in days.
And well, it was very frightening... what happened.
Why don't you come talk to her? She could use a friendly face,
someone her own age.
I could do that sometime.
What are you doing tonight?
(doorbell ringing)
Ethan, come inside.
-Of course, yes. Hello, boy. -Hi. Uh, some vetkoek from my mommy.
Ooh, lovely. Thank you. Amber, Wayde, come set the table!
What's he doing here?
Your dad invited him. Thought it would be a nice surprise.
(Meryl clearing throat)
How's the food, Ethan?
Very nice, thank you, ma'am.
Seems like my own family take my cooking for granted these days.
(Sidney) I complement you all the time.
I saw your car outside. Looks good.
Thanks.
Have you started her up yet?
Yesterday. But she was crying and couldn't even--
(Sidney) Wayde!
Is that why you haven't been responding to any of my texts?
I was embarrassed about what happened in Pearly Bay.
Thought you wouldn't wanna talk to me after that.
(sighing) I guess there's no easy way to tell someone
-that you're part of a gang. -Was. All that's over with now.
(gentle music)
Look, I don't blame you for not believing me. No one else does.
I'm just scum to be steered clear of now.
I believe you.
And you're not scum, okay?
What your brother said inside... What was that about?
(clicking tongue)
And you? Are you now just gonna give up on spinning?
Shane won't talk to me.
-Neither will Jacks or Trev. -Then do something about it!
There's nothing to do.
The guys will never forgive me
for ruining their chance to go to Red Bull.
What if you guys could still go?
We were disqualified, Amber.
And even if we weren't, all the spots are gone.
That's not what I heard.
Apparently, one of the teams dropped out and there's a spot open again.
So, Ethan... are you interested or not?
Look, it's not her fault. I asked her to call you guys here.
(Amber) This is about your team. Just hear him out.
What happened was messed up,
but I haven't been involved with that s*** for weeks now.
And I know what your dad said. I don't blame him.
But he didn't build that car. We did. Together.
If that s*** didn't go down in Pearly Bay, we would've made it to Red Bull.
Yeah, but that s*** did go down, bro!
That's because of that, that our team is dead,
and so are our chances of ever going to Red Bull.
There's still a spot open, Shane.
He's not lying. One of the teams dropped out.
You guys have a chance to go again.
Even if it is so,
Duran said we're the type of people who give spinning a bad name.
Do something new. Something he's never seen before.
I promise you he'll forget about Pearly Bay in a second.
So, what are we supposed to do?
Rock up at his house and do a few stunts in the street? And then what?
-Exactly that. -I have his address.
What do you mean?
-(sighing) -(Shane) Now, look...
I'm really glad you're doing well, Ethan, I really am.
You guys can use my car.
My daddy fixed it up. It's better than it was before.
Guys, this is your chance to finish what you started. Don't give up now.
F***, guys. I say we do it.
Yeah, man, I dunno about you, but I kinda need this.
What about our saying? "We don't ride, we slide."
Shane... What do you say?
(Jackie) Do I hear a... (imitating dog barking)
-I guess we're doing it. -(all chuckling)
(all laughing)
-(Kayla) The cotton... -Mm-hm.
and the tulle is--
-Kayla, there's someone here for you. -Who's it?
-(suspense music) -Um, sorry.
-Hi. -Elton, what you doing here?
(Elton) Mm-mm.
How do you even know where the place is? Have you been following me?
Wasn't that hard. Knew you were getting that fabric somewhere.
It's a bad time. I need to go back to work.
-The guy's waiting on the stuff. -Um, I can't do it any more.
Why not?
-I got a promotion, so-- -You got a promotion!
I can't.
Yes. So now that you got a promotion, you don't give a f*** about me?
Hm? Look, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You don't wanna mess up a good thing.
So let's just do it one more time and then we stop. Just one more time?
-I can't. I-- -Just wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait.
I'm in a little bit of trouble. I just need the money, please.
You've gotta leave!
Wait. Do you want me to go in there and tell them what you've been doing?
Um... Yes, Mrs Salah. Um, it was just a friend.
Mm.
(rap music over speaker)
-Hercules! Hercules! -(Lester) Hercules!
(Lester chuckling)
(Bloom) Okay...
Blood pressure's a little low.
And you've lost weight. Are you eating?
How long is it gonna be until I know that all of this is working?
This is only your second cycle.
After your third, we'll do more tests.
In the meantime you need to look after yourself.
What happened to the guy that sat over there?
Charles.
He passed away last weekend.
-I thought he was in remission. -Things took a turn for the worse.
It's very unfortunate.
(ominous music)
(breathing heavily)
(seagulls squawking)
You should learn to lock your doors.
I did a job for you, but it seems like you forgot to pay me.
I did a f***ing job and I want to get f***ing paid!
I know you Frenchies, you've got cash.
So you call your partner, tell him to go to the bank
and withdraw everything you have and bring it over here.
And what about your daughter's life, huh?
You think I won't do it, but I f***ing will!
Remind me, why we're stealing your own car again?
(Amber) I told you, I don't wanna explain this to my dad.
Are you sure you're not gonna get into trouble?
Mm-mm. (panting)
(upbeat music)
Trev, you go stand that side, I'll stand this side. We stop the cars.
-Just tell the cars, "Stop!" -What if I get bumped?
Don't you have life insurance? It's gonna be alright. Go!
(sighing) Okay...
You have two minutes. You're gonna nail this.
We have to keep the round short. I was thinking the usual.
Power slides, doughnut.
(sighing) What about what Amber said?
Doing something he hasn't seen before?
I have an idea, but it's kinda crazy.
(intercom chiming)
Do this, and you don't have to owe me no more.
-Deal. -Sharp. How high can you jump?
(Duran over intercom) Hello?
Hello, uh, Duran. It's Amber, here, from The Hills. Sidney's daughter.
Amber? What are you doing here?
Could you come outside quickly, please?
-(car engine starting/revving) -You ready?
(car engine roaring)
-Amber, what's going on? -(car engine revving)
(tyres screeching)
(car engine revving)
(tyres screeching)
This is it, Jackie.
(upbeat music)
(car engine roaring)
-(Duran) What the hell? -Just keep watching.
-(car engine revving) -(suspense music)
J****, what are they doing?
(car engine revving)
(tyres screeching)
(tense music)
Whoa...
(tyres screeching)
(ambient sound fading)
(boys cheering)
(laughing)
(ambient sound returning)
You guys have some b***s coming out here tonight.
And I respect that.
But that doesn't change what happened in Pearly Bay.
That was some serious s***.
Gangsterism isn't what this sport is about.
I know, sir. And I promise you that life is behind me now.
Yes, sir. We wouldn't be behind him if we didn't trust him.
-(Amber) But we are. All the way. -(Trevor) Like, all the way.
Okay.
I can put in a good word,
and maybe next year Red Bull will consider you guys.
Next year? We heard there's still a spot for this year.
I don't know who told you that, but the roster's been full for weeks.
(sighing) That's not true, Duran.
There is still a spot open. Mine.
-Amber-- -This is my choice.
This is what I want.
Are you sure?
Listen...
I'm not gonna have gangsters popping off rounds on the parade, right?
No popping. The only thing I pop is popcorn.
Butter flavour. Salt and vinegar...
(Duran) Okay. After he s*** you guys pulled off tonight...
If you want the spot... it's yours.
-(boys giggling) -(Jackie) It's ours?
(indistinct TV broadcast)
-(ominous music) -(sighing)
Damien?
Damien?
You think that is funny? (chuckling)
(knocking on door)
(knocking on door)
-Elton? -I need help! Open up, please!
Byron, go to your room.
Just go to your room. Close the door.
I'll let you in... but you can't stay long.
-(indistinct shouting) -(screaming)
(whimpering) Okay, okay...
(Kayla grunting)
-(screaming) -Hey, Kayla!
-What money? -I owe them R2,000.
I don't have it!
What about your promotion? Or the-- or the fabric?
-I pay rent and groceries! (sobbing) -Alright...
(Elton grunting)
(gasping)
(crying) I'm sorry. (whimpering)
(Elton sniffing)
I don't know what that is.
(Shane whispering) Ethan... Ethan!
-I'll catch up later. -(Shane) Why? Where are you going?
-Oh, yeah... -What business?
-What are you doing? Tell me. -(Jackie mockingly) His business.
(all laughing)
And now? Why are you not going with them?
(dogs barking in distance)
Why didn't you tell me the spot was yours?
(sighing) 'Cause I knew you wouldn't have done it otherwise.
And plus... there'll be many more events, man.
(sighing) Not like this one, Amber.
You're the best spinner in The Hills.
And you don't just give up a opportunity like this.
What's going on with you?
-Talk to me, Amber. -I can't drive yet. Okay?
The thought of it... (sighing)
(sighing) I don't trust myself anymore.
And without that...
(sighing) Just don't know if I ever wanna do it again.
Hey... Hey, it's okay. It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay.
-(cellphone vibrating) -S***! Sorry.
It's my mom. I'll call her back later.
It's fine, you can pick it up.
Ma?
(Elton) Ethan, Kayla needs your help.
Elton, why do you have my mom's phone?
She started using again.
-She took too much. -Where is she now?
(dramatic music)
-F***! -And now? Is your mom okay?
-I'll call you tomorrow. -Okay. What's happening?
(hip-hop music)
(panting)
(knocking on door)
(Ethan) I was told my mother's here. Kayla.
(indistinct chatter)
I'm just here to take my mom and go. If this is about money...
Then what?
(lighter clicking)
(Lester) Mm...
-(Ethan grunting) -(Kayla screaming) Ethan!
(Ethan gasping/coughing)
-Huh? -I found it on the streets.
-(Ethan coughing) -(chuckling)
-(Ethan coughing) -(indistinct chatter)
-(Kayla screaming) -(Butter) Sit still!
(indistinct chatter)
Relax.
Relax!
-(Kayla) Leave him! Leave him! -(Lester) Huh?
(Kayla) He's not with Damien's gang anymore.
He stopped doing that stuff!
Please...
(indistinct chatter)
(men laughing)
-(Butter) Hey, move it. -(ominous music)
(Lester laughing)
(ominous music)
(Lester sighing)
(Lester inhaling sharply)
Please. Please, I've got a little boy.
(Lester laughing)
(Elton groaning)
-Butter... -(Butter) Yeah?
Do you have a light? (sniffing)
(lighter clicking)
(gun firing)
(water splashing)
(Butter shouting in distance)
(Kayla crying)
-(gun firing) -(screaming)
(gun firing)
(Lester chuckling)
S***!
(both laughing)
(Kayla sobbing)
(Kayla whimpering)
(whimpering)
-(gun cocking) -(Kayla screaming)
(both grunting/groaning)
(groaning)
(choking)
(gun cocking/firing)
(gasping)
(sombre music)
Come! We have to go, Ma. Come! Come, Mommy!
-Come, Ma! -(crying)
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