All language subtitles for +The.Shakedown.2024

Jesus, Dovi. I just killed a man.

Yeah...
First kill is always a hard one.

Why? How many people have you killed?

None, actually.
I'm a crook, not a murderer.

But I can imagine.
The first time must feel terrible.

Fuck.

Okay, let's get to work with this--

Whoa, whoa, Dovi!
What the fuck are you doing?

I'm cutting up the body, Justin.

You can't just chop him up
right here in your office, Dovi.

I put a drop sheet down.

We gotta call the cops
to sort this out.

You shot the guy in the face, boy.

Okay, that's gonna be
a really tough one to explain.

It'll be as easy as cutting up a chicken.
Eight pieces. No problem.

My name's Justin Diamond.

And you know what gets me up
first thing every morning?

Besides for my amazing wife, Natz,
and our two gorgeous kids.

Bye, love. Have a beautiful day.

It's the Bloom Prime Program.

It's a dynamic behaviour system that
rewards you for living a healthy life.

It's simple, the healthier you are,
the more points you get.

I know what you're thinking,

"I'm a high-powered businessman.
How am I gonna find time to work out?"

Let me tell you a little secret.

All you need is 30,000 points a year
to reach Gold Status... That's all.

And once you maintain that,
three years in a row,

you reach Diamond Status.

And I'm 44 years old. I'm in the best
goddamn shape of my life.

- Oops... whoopsie.
Aww.

Thank you. Thank you for that.

Yep. Family's everything, guys.

Everything.

Where were we?

First things first,
you get yourself a smartwatch.

This is a Garmin fenix 7X. It's a beast.
But any old smartwatch will do.

Don't ask me how much it is.
Just don't even ask me.

It's twenty grand.

And when your watch tells you to move,

you move!

You do a star jump,
then carry on with work.

Now, you don't have to be
super active like me.

Just get your heart rate up
in between meetings.

- Use the stairs instead of the lift.

Do whatever you can, whenever you can.

I'm sure most of you don't know this,

but I had quite a setback
earlier this year.

Ow!
- Tore my meniscus.

How much longer
until I can get out there, Marika?

Losing points by the day.

You'll put pressure on the knee
when I say you can. Okay?

That is why I'm working
as hard as I can

to reach Diamond Status,
ten years in a row.

Less people have walked on the moon.

But it's not just about the points,
it's about changing your life.

It's a badge of honour.
The blue tick on Instagram.

That Bentley in the third garage.
It's that Gucci handbag.

And it's in everybody's reach!

- Signing up to the Prime Program?
- Yes, chef!

You just have to grab it!

So, who's ready to change their lives?

Who's ready to join this family?

Never stop bouncing me!

No, no, no, believe me,

it's my daughter's bat mitzvah,
I want you to over-cater.

- Yep.

My heart rate was up to 185.
- Wow!

- That's a clean 300 points.
- That's so good.

All right. Thanks, Merle.
Okay, bye now.

- So, it sounds like a big party, hey?
- Oof, it is.

I had to put down 200k deposit
for the catering alone.

Well, maybe when it's all over
and you're a little bit less stressed,

we can shoot to my parents' house
for the weekend, you know?

Just chill a bit.
It's, like, just in Hermanus.

And they're so excited to meet you.

Marika...

Are you talking to people about us?

No?

Oh, my God.

No! No.

Like, you know, just, um...

like my parents, and, you know,
some close friends,

and Kim, but I'm not
talking to her anymore--

Are you fucking insane?

Why?

Okay...

Okay, okay, okay...

I think we need to end
whatever this is, right now.

Okay? It was only supposed to be
a bit of fun. And it was fun.

But--

Fuck.

But I thought we were, like, an item?

I'm sorry...

You okay? Okay.

Okay... Bye, now.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

This is so lame.

We stand here and we greet the guests,
Rya. It's good manners.

Ezra, off the iPad, please, boy.

Ezzie, please,
Daddy said off the iPad, now.

Oh, my God. I hope I look okay.
Is this outfit trying too hard?

Oh, babes, come on.
You look like a million bucks.

Nobody's gonna show up. They're all going
to Zara's bat mitzvah instead of mine.

Zara's mother should know better
than to clash with Team Diamond.

Oh, my God, Mom,
stop saying "Team Diamond".

- It's so lame.
- I'm sure they'll come to both, sweetie.

Mazel tov, guys.
Oh, you look so stunning.

So do you.

- Mazel tov.
- Thanks, Steve.

Oh, my God. Did you hear what happened
to the Solomons last night?

What happened?

That Blue Beanie gang? The one that's
literally been terrorising Fresnaye...

- cleaned them out.
- Oh, my God. Are they okay?

They're in Plett, thank God.

But, they took everything. Krugerrands,
jewellery, Shirley's designer handbags.

That is so terrible.

Thank God you're here.

Rya, where are you going?

Ezra? Oh, my God.

Thanks for coming, guys.

Grab Merle's devilled eggs
while you still can.

There's my boy.

Hi, Ma.
Hmm.

Hi, Hazel. You look so stunning.

Thanks, Natz. I got it at Martine's.

Thought you'd message when you ready?
I didn't know you knew how to uber.

Your brother picked me up.

Ma, don't tell me you brought Dovi.

Jus...

Mazels, my boy. Hey?

- Natz.
- Hi, Dovi.

How are you?

So, what, you just decided to show up?

I told him to come. He's your brother.
And today is a special day.

Yeah, my invite must have got lost
in the mail, hey?

But there's no ways I would miss
this milestone. Never.

- Natz, you look stunning.
- Thanks, Dovi.

Did you hear about the Blue Beanie gang?

Listen to your wife, boy.

She hears about a crime,
she thinks I'm an expert.

Listen, Natz, chas ve-chalila
they should come here,

but they're small-time criminals.
Nothing to worry about.

- Okay.
Where's the bat mitzvah girl?

Ah!

Oh, my God.

Mom...

What were you thinking
bringing Dovi here, Ma?

He is your brother and it is disgusting
that you didn't invite him.

Believe you me,
life is too short for faribels.

I'm not faribeled.
He's a crook. I have a reputation.

- A diamond necklace.
- Enjoy it, my girl.

- Thank you, Uncle Dovi.

Oh! Rabbi Horowitz.

- Lovely to see you.
- Dovi, what a wonderful surprise.

You know, I've been thinking about
signing up to shul.

I haven't been a member
since my old man took us.

Well, your father was an absolute mensch.

A real pillar of the community.

Unfortunately, there's
rather a long waiting list at the moment,

you know, what with Rosh Hashanah
and everything coming up.

- Is that right, hey?
- Everything all right here, Rabbi?

Yes, Justin. I was just, uh,
getting set up for the ceremony.

Great idea. Great, this way.

Dovi, just don't talk to the rabbi.

That gambling degenerate?
He knows I'm onto him.

Gambling degenerate?
The head of the Sea Point community.

Doesn't mean he's not at the bookies
once a week.

I've seen him there, boet.
He wears a cap, what a doos.

Recognise that scraggly beard
miles away.

Okay, Dovi. Listen...

I know we haven't seen each other
in a while, but I really would love it

if you just kept a low profile today.

What? Embarrassed by your big brother?

I just really need things to go well.

Okay. Nobody's causing a scene, boy.

Noogie!

Jeez, man. What the hell, dude?

I was just having some fun, man.

Justin...

your mother is decimating
my buffet table.

Justin! I didn't know that Dovi Diamond
was a relation?

Oh, he's not.

- Ma, Ma, Ma. What are you doing?
- Yes?

You know how your father
loves his cheesecake.

Okay, okay, Ma. Sorry.

Dad's been dead...
twenty-five years. It's 2024.

Yeah.

Michelle!

Please help my mom
to the kitchen. Thank you.

- Come, Auntie Haze. Come on.
- Thank you. There you go.

- Oh, and, uh... pills.
Okay.

Come. Let's go inside, come on.
But I want another Tupperware.

Mazels for Rya.
Everything looks stunning.

Thanks.

But I mean, have you...
have you had something done?

Did you like-- Have you lost weight?
I mean, what is happening?

I do have something new I'm doing,
but if you want to know more...

let's meet for a coffee.

Okay? Is it like...

Come over.

Hey!

Rabbi Horowitz, family, friends.

What a simcha!

Hey? Am I right?

I'd also like to give a warm welcome,
all the way from Durban,

- the Singh family.

Wonderful to have you!

Nobody let them leave before I sign them
to the Prime Program, okay?

I'd also like to thank
my beautiful wife, Natz.

All the organising
and the attention to detail.

It's absolutely stunning.

You know, you're the backbone
of this family.

Team Diamond would be lost without you.

I'd be lost without you.

Aww.

- I love you.

But, anyway, um,
what can I say about beautiful Rya?

You know, I, uh...

Um...

Um...

Uh...

I... I would like to play

um, a video presentation for everyone
that we've prepared for today.

This is so embarrassing.

- Why's he playing it now?
- I have absolutely no idea.

Roll the--
Roll video, please, roll...

Babe, what's happening?

Oh, no. Quick bathroom break.
It'll warm up the crowd.

Oh, okay.

- Hey! Oh, my God. This is so nice. Ah!
Why you here?

Aww...
Oh, sweet. Is that Rya?

That's the hat I got in Italy.

- It's beautiful. It's so lovely.
- I know. It's very special.

Ow, ow, ow...

Wow.

Oh, I love your house.

- Marika?
What?

What the fuck are you doing here?

Look, Justin, you can't just fuck me
and then throw me out like trash, okay?

Like, my parents
were so excited to meet you.

Marika, we were having an affair, okay?

It's supposed to be kept a secret,
as in you don't tell anybody about it.

You want me to keep it a secret?

Yes!

Well, I don't know, hey, Justin.

I'm like an open book.

- I wear my heart on my sleeves.

Keeping a secret isn't that easy for me.

Okay. Well, can you try?

Yes.

But it's gonna cost you.

Okay, Marika, think very carefully
about what you're saying.

I have thought carefully
about what I'm saying, Justin.

And for me to keep quiet
it is going to cost you,

a hundred million rand.

A million rand.

Come on. I mean, that's...
that's ridiculous.

Well, that's what I want, Justin.

And if I can't have you,
then I want a million rand.

The bat mitzvah's
cleaned me out of my cash flow.

I don't have that money
just lying around.

I'm sure you'll make a plan. Okay?

Aww.
- Such a beautiful family.

What happened, babe?

Oh, nothing. Just had to deal with
something that was--

- It's all good now.
- Okay.

I've been tagged in, like,
a million pictures.

Oh, my God, my batti was so much fun.

Please, can we do it all again?

Yeah, I wish, sweetie.

Rya, you can't wear
your diamond necklace to school.

But, Uncle Dovi gave it to me.

Well, Uncle Dovi doesn't set
a good example.

But he's so much fun.
He sends me the best memes.

Look.

- Are you guys texting?
- My God, DM'ing.

Rya, I don't want you
talking to Uncle Dovi. Okay?

He's a bad egg.

You know he's a criminal?
He went to jail.

What did he go to jail for?

Doesn't matter.

Badass.

It's not badass. It's just... bad.

You could've destroyed everything
by showing up yesterday.

I want the money, Justin.

Marika... Look, I know you're upset,

but if you think I'm gonna pay you
a million rand, you're insane.

Well, I am insane, Justin.
If you don't pay me by midday on Friday,

I'm gonna go over to your house
and tell Natalie everything.

- You don't mean that.
- Try me. Send me the POP once it's done.

Dad, come on.
- Yep, yep.

Seriously, Natz,
those flowers were something else.

Hey? Heike is incredible.
I mean, you must see her setup.

She was literally there
from three in the morning.

I wish I had a girl.

I have to decorate Dylan's birthday
with superheroes.

- Yeah, it's the worst.
- Mm.

But seriously, babe,
you are glowing like a lamp.

What is happening? Are you doing, like...

- mushroom journeys?

Oh, my God.

- Do not tell me you are pregnant.
- Oh, God. No.

Going through that hell twice
was more than enough for me.

It's a bit of a difficult thing
to explain.

Okay, no peeking.
It's almost ready.

I literally cannot imagine
what you're about to show me.

Okay... Open.

Natz, meet Mauro, my silicone boyfriend.

Okay, what is happening right now?

Okay, it's perfectly customisable
to your every need.

It is...

your ultimate fantasy man.

Jesus, Amy! What the fuck?

Are you having sex with this thing?

Yes!

- What about Jake?
- Well, what about Jake?

This isn't about Jake.

Okay, well-- Okay, maybe it is.

Because, you know, he travels
all the time.

Oh, no. I'm sorry. But, um--
Okay. You know what?

I love you,
but this is just not my thing, okay?

Don't be such a prude, Natz.
Don't you get it?

This is about having your own personal,
guilt-free experience.

But it's like a weird, scary doll.
What the fuck?

You saying you've never closed
your eyes and imagined someone else?

- No! I have not.
- So, you don't have a fantasy crush?

Someone you'd love to fuck?

Okay. Firstly, Justin and I don't fuck...

We make love.

And he is my fantasy crush,
I'm very lucky.

And I can literally
initiate sex just by wearing a towel.

Sounds amazing.

I mean...

is that supposed to be John Bon Jovi?

- Is that your celebrity crush?
Just check out the website.

Perfectly normal. No shame.

You missed your deadline, Justin.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

A million rand. Cash?

The seller said he'll only
accept a deposit in cash. So, um...

Justin, you're still in arrears
on your current property.

I strongly advise against
purchasing another one at this time.

Yeah. And... and I get that.
It's just, you see, in my line of work,

it's about presenting
a certain type of image.

Now, I told the client
I have a house in Plett,

it's only a matter of time
before he calls me on that. See?

What does Natalie say about this?

Well, nothing.
She doesn't need to know.

We'll be back in the green in no time.
Come on, Hylton.

Can't you sell the Porsche?

Yeah, that's, um... that's a rental.

Forgot that we did that.

Well...

There's about 920k
in the kids' unit trust,

but I strongly advise against
touching that.

Yeah, I mean...
I wouldn't even consider that.

I want to make this
absolutely clear, okay?

Once I give you the money,
it's over between us.

Mm.
- Okay?

I mean, you see me in the street,
you walk in another direction.

Someone says my name,
I mean, you don't even know who I am.

Finally. I am starved.

Okay. Can I please have
the chicken burger.

And then your sides, would you say
potato wedges or skinny fries?

- Skinny fries.
- Are you sure?

Because I like them soft on the inside
and then crispy on the outside.

They're sensational.
- Okay. Yay.

Okay, so then the skinny fries and then
can I also have a rock shandy, please.

With ice. What are you gonna have, babe?

Nothing.

Ugh, boring!

Okay, well,
that's all for now. Thank you.

- Marika, did you hear what I was saying?

No, sorry. But you know what,
you can say it again, I'm listening now.

I want you to understand that we're never
gonna see each other again after this.

Do you get it?

Justin, I need to tell you something.

I'm pregnant.

Kidding!

Ah, shame, you should see your face.

Oh, no, I could never.
I mean, I could, you know, one day.

Actually, I'm very maternal. I could be a
great mother. I would be a great mother.

Like, I just have that instinct,
you know?

I think I need to go to the bathroom.

Fuck...

Maybe I should have ordered the wedges.

They went away for the weekend,
Mm?

and this Blue Beanie gang
cleared them out. Took everything!

That's terrible, Ma.

And Mark and Michelle
are leaving for Mauritius next week,

and they're terrified
to leave their house empty.

Yeah. Rightly so.

Where do they live again?

Avenue La Croix, right at the top,
in that horrible yellow house.

Oh, yeah. A shame about the colour, hey?

Justin!

I thought you'd forgotten where I live.

I visit you once a week, Ma.

Beautiful ceremony the other day, my boy.

Glad I could be there.

What ceremony?

Rya's bat mitzvah, Ma.

Oh, yes.

It was-- It was really lovely.

I actually just wanted to chat to Dovi.

Huh? What did I do now?

It's business.
Won't take a couple of minutes.

Yoh... Got yourself in a bit of a pickle
there, boy.

I'm not here for your judgment, Dovi.

- I'm here for your help.
- Just give the chick the one bar?

I offered her the one bar.

She ordered a chicken burger
and pretended we're on a date.

She's batshit crazy, Dovi.

It's gonna take more than money
to stop her.

Justin, if you're asking me
what I think you're asking me...

Don't ask me.

Jesus, Dovi.
I'm not asking you to do that.

I just, you know, I--

I want you to, like,
go over to her house,

and, and... and like...
like, scare her.

You know?

I don't know. Give her a fright.

Let her know she better stay away
from me and my fam--

Justin!

Hi, Mrs Slezinger.

You look just like your father.

Oh, man!
He was such a man, hey?

I promise you,
he shtupped me like Seabiscuit.

Bam!

That chick's off her rocker, boy.

I don't hear from you for months.
You don't phone me on my birthday.

Fucking hell, you don't invite me
to Rya's bat mitzvah.

- I didn't think you'd wanna come.
- I'm her uncle, for God sakes.

Yeah.

You know, Just, I get it.
Okay? The golden boy, the black sheep.

But at the end of the day
we're still family.

And family...

family is everything.

Yeah.

If I do this for you, Justin,

this shakedown...

I want you to make more time
for me in your life.

I want you to invite me
to the kids' birthdays.

- Have me over for Shabbat, for God sakes.
- Absolutely! Absolutely.

Also, if I do this, you need to realise
that you're stepping into a world

that's very different
from the one you know, my boy.

Okay? My world, nobody gives a shit
about Diamond Points or Prime Status.

Okay, but...

I thought we were just gonna scare her?

Are you sure you wanna do this?

This is her address.

- What the fuck?

Traveller's cheques?

Who still uses
fucking traveller's cheques?

Is this a 3310?
Do they even make these anymore?

I thought they
were supposed to be loaded?

Aren't these people loaded?

Howzit, boss?

How's the job going?

We just got into the safe,
it's not great.

It's just full of '90s stuff,
it looks like a museum.

I thought there were
supposed to be Krugerrands.

The Lipmans are loaded.
You found the dummy safe.

Fucking dummy safes.
- Yoh, blast from the past.

My mom said they're away
all week.

So if you need a little more time to find
the other safe, then fucking do it.

Doesn't your mom have dementia?
Can we even trust her?

Don't go there, Mikey. It's still early
stages but she's extremely fucking lucid.

Hi...

Listen, I've got another job
for you boys.

Never stop bouncing me!

What's that?

What?

Oh, it's--

Stupid ad.

Babe...

I just, um, I've got some work
I've gotta get done.

Oh, yeah.

Cool.

I was just, um...

Going to bed.

Night.

Never stop bouncing me!

Have you ever killed
a chick before?

Sorry? What?

Have you ever killed a chick before?

Nobody's getting killed, Mikey.

Didn't you hear what the boss said?
We are intimidating her.

Women don't really
find me intimidating.

That's why I got this bad boy.

Yeah, uh... that'll do it.

Why would you bring your gun
if we're just gonna talk?

I like to be prepared for any situation.

Why do you think I only wear PUMA’s?

You never know when you've gotta...

run, you know?

Mm-hm, puma's.

Babe!

Where are you gonna run to?

- A down a dream.
A what?

I'm gonna run down a...
I'm running down a dream.

With those shoes, yeah.

That's why they look--
- Those colours, looks like you're in a--

A dream world. Look, see?
- Yeah, dream world of running.

Blue for the day sky...

Let's go. Woo-hoo!

...night sky, and the mountains.

I get it. That is...
That is kind of nice.

You've gotta stop calling me
like this. You're driving me meshuga.

I'll let you know
once they've spoken to her.

Okay, yeah.
It's getting pretty urgent, Dovi.

What's that sound?

Oh, it's ice.

You drinking, boy?

No, man, it's an ice bath.
It increases your lifespan.

Plus, I need 500 points a day to reach
Diamond Status by the end of the year.

I have no idea
what the fuck you just said.

Enjoy your whiskey,
I'll call you after the shakedown.

- Yeah, but Dov--

Yoh, yoh, yoh! Check, check, check.

That's her, right?
- Yeah, of course. Let's do this.

Hey, lady. We have a message
for you from Mr D--

Ow! Fok!

Jesus.

Fokken bitch.

Fok.

Mikey?

Mikey!

We just here to talk!

Clinton?

Clinton?

Ow!
- Clinton?

Oh, fok!

Poes!

Eina, fok!

Mikey?

Wait, lady! Wait. No! No.

Wait, wait!

I can't!

Ow!

No, no, no, no!

Ah, fok.

Now, I know what you're thinking, "I'm
not fit enough for the Prime Program."

Hey? Am I right?
Let me tell you a little story.

- One day, there was this--

Oops, gotta take this, sorry.
Client emergency.

What's happening?

You didn't say she's a MMA
fighter! She nearly killed my guys.

Clinton's in hospital with a broken back.

- I thought you were just gonna talk?
- She didn't want to talk, Justin.

And guess what?

Now she's dead.

- What?
She is dead.

You're fucking with me.

I made it very clear that this is
a dirty world. And guess what, my boy?

Now you've got dirt on your hands.

Yeah, come in, Henko.

So, what you got?

Well, we located the oke
that she kicked off the balcony.

He's lying in Somerset Hospital
with a broken back.

You know,
this wasn't just a robbery, Henko.

This was an attack.
Someone is trying to send me a message.

And just seeing her lying there with all
the pipes sticking out of her...

is a father's worst nightmare.

She's gonna be okay, sir.
She's a fighter.

These medical bills,
they're cleaning me out, man.

- Are you on medical aid, Henko?
- No, sir.

You should think about it.
You're in a dangerous line of work.

Go to the shed and load up
everything you can find.

I want you to find out
who did this to Cindy.

Copy.

Guess what? Now she's dead.

I thought you were
just gonna talk to her.

She's dead...

Justin.
She's dead...

Now you've got dirt
on your hands.

- She's dead...
Justin.

She is--
Justin!

Hm? What?

I'm in a towel here, babe.

Oh. Yeah.

Sorry, babe. I'm...
not in the mood tonight.

Okay?

Why not?

I'm just stressed, you know?
Work stuff.

Okay...

Because it's been a while, babe.

Like...

three months a while.

- And you've been acting kind of weird.
- Yep.

What?

Sorry. I just...

Promise, babe,
we'll... we'll do it soon, okay?

Cool. When?

Or should I call Sam
and ask her to schedule it in for us?

Natz, I'm saying my mind's just not
on this right now, okay?

You know what?

You mope around the house.
You're glued to your phone the whole day.

If I didn't know any better,
I'd think you're having an affair.

Oh, my God.

You're having an affair, aren't you?

Oh, Jesus. Is it Sam?

Jesus, Natalie! Like I have time
in my day to have an affair.

But why would you even think that?

It's... It's work stuff.
It's just fucking work stuff.

I'm sorry that I don't--
I don't wanna have sex all the time.

- But I'm pretty stressed out right now!
- Okay!

Okay.

Okay.

So, your life insurance is currently
sitting at this amount over here.

And your wife is half of that.

Why only half?

Well, based on our data, we know
that men tend to die before their wives.

Why?

Because we want to.

Are you all right, Justin?

Rabbi...

Can I confide in you?

Of course.

I've done a terrible thing.

I was unfaithful to my wife.

And, I've...

I've got blood on my hands, Rabbi.

It can feel like that
when we betray the ones that we love.

But...

We all make mistakes, Justin.

We're only human, after all.
None of us are perfect beings.

You know, in Jewish thought,
we talk about the yetzer hara,

and the yetzer hatov...

The good and bad inclinations.

The good makes us feel empathy,
makes us reach out to our fellow man.

The bad drives us.

It makes us competitive,
keeps us moving forward.

Rather strive to be a whole man
than try to be a good man.

But, Rabbi, what I did was a bad thing.

So, you did a bad thing...

Now you get a chance to set it right.

That's what great men do, Justin.

- I'm not a great man!
- Of course you are.

No! Rabbi...

My father...
My father was a great man.

I mean, he was the real deal, you know?
He was like a giant.

I remember as a kid,
at this shul, he'd walk in and...

everybody would want to shake
his hand, and... just be around him.

Man... his name was gold.

It was Diamond.

Same as yours.

I just feel I've got to do something,
you know?

Just... to begin to make things right.

I mean, I know I can't undo
what I've done...

But, is there, like a...
a repentance thing us Jews can do?

You know, like the... you know,
the three Hail Mary's or something?

I'm afraid it's not as easy as that.

But... a small donation to the shul

would go a long way, you know?

Especially if it was
for our overdue renovations.

If anybody asks who it's from,

you say, "Aubrey Diamond...

from beyond the grave."

He would be so proud.

Hi. A delivery for Mrs Diamond
from synthetica s.a.?

Oh, God...

Uh... I wasn't expecting this
to arrive so soon.

Um, please sign here, ma'am.

Do you know what, on second thought,
can you just take it back?

I've... I've changed my mind.
I no longer want this, um...

- this purchase.
- Ma'am, I'm just a delivery guy.

You take it up with the company.

What's that, Mom?

Nothing.

It's just, uh...
a new lamp for the bedroom.

Can you just bring it
inside, please?

Okay.

I think, um, if you could just
put it in the end room.

- That'd be great. Thanks.
- Okay.

- Cool, Mom. What's that?
- It's nothing!

Ezzie, please go make yourself
a sandwich.

- You must be starving.
- No, I'm not.

Just do it!

- In here, please.
Okay.

Jesus.

Sorry! Sorry.

I'm so sorry about that.

Thank you.

Enjoy it.

Oh, my God.

Natalie?

Natz?
- Shit! Um.

Natz?

Oh, Natalie?
Shit.

Natz?
God!

Okay.

Natalie?

Oh, my God!

Shit! Oh, my God. Oh...

Natz?
- Hey!

- Natalie.
Hi!

- Wow, you're so wet. Why?
- I swam in my clothes.

It doesn't matter.

Natalie...

I'm sorry that I've been so distant.

Okay?

- But that's all over now.
- Okay.

- I'm 100% here. Hundred and fif--
- Okay.

- Dad's acting really weird.
- Oh, my God.

When did my little girl grow up so fast?

- Hey?
- Told you.

And Ezra, you're such a beautiful boy,
you know that?

You know what, guys.
Let's leave the spare room.

Don't you think
time's just gone by so fast. Hey?

I think we need to-- I don't know,
I feel like we gotta do stuff together.

And from now on, no more distractions.

Yeah. We're going to look at each other
in the eyes when we have dinner. Okay?

I'm amped, guys!
Team Diamond!

Hey! What the fuck is this?
Rugby, or what?

Come on! Kitshoff!

Moer him! Take the--
Yeah, yeah! Pass the ball now!

Mr Fredericks. How are we doing today?

Pretty kak, doc.

Springboks can't play rugby
for kak, man.

Perhaps I can help you with that.

What the fuck, doc?
I think you just broke my foot.

Who sent you to kill
Worsie Ferreira's daughter?

Worsie Ferreira?

Oh, fuck.

Hey! Hey! No, man.

You breaking... you breaking
all my bones, bru.

Who sent you to kill Cindy?

Cindy? No, no! We weren't meant
to kill her, just, um, intimidate her.

But, hey, she fucked us up.
So... so my partner, he shot her.

- Your partner? Who's your partner?
- Hm?

- Who's your fucking partner?
- Um...

Ah, no, man. No.
Now you're breaking my knees, bru.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

I'm paralysed.

- What the fuck is wrong with you?
- Who's your partner?

He's this lightie
called Mikey.

But he's an idiot! It wasn't his idea.

Whose idea was it?

Whose idea was it?

- Ah, Jesus.
Jus, give me a call,

we need to talk.

I'm not sticking around.
I'm moving on, so...

Tell me what you wanna tell me,
let's be done.

Let's be done?

My main oke, Clinton, is in hospital
paralysed from the neck down.

He may never walk again.

- Your boys killed someone in the process.
- They saved your ass.

This chick was a fucking ninja.

I mean, check Mikey. Look at him!
Check at him fucking limping.

Howzit, boy?

Yeah.

I asked for her phone.
I didn't ask you to rob the chick, Mikey.

Yeah, but after the Lipman job,

I thought you'd appreciate the score.

Oh, my God.

You're the Blue Beanie gang.

Hey... I may be robbing the community
behind their backs,

- but you're robbing them to their faces.

Oh, wow!
Wow, that's incredible.

My own asshole brother.

Does Mom know about this?

Yeah, yeah...

She knits the fucking beanies.
Of course she doesn't know!

- And I'm warning you. Keep it that way.

- What are you doing?

- Nothing, man.

Right, your chick's phone. Okay?

There's probably some incriminating texts
on here, right? Huh? Huh?

This is what I'm trying to do,
tie up some loose ends.

- Thank you, would be nice.
- Thank you.

- Oh, my fuck!
- What?

- That's not her phone.
- Of course it's her phone.

I got it out of her handbag after
she kicked the fokken shit out of me.

She was coming at me with, like, a stick,
like a fokken ninja turtle.

Like spinning, flipping things.

It was, like, crazy.
Kicked me out the door.

I landed, and then as I look up...

- Oh, my God!
- ...she's coming right at me.

- What the fuck's going on?
- It's not her phone.

You killed the wrong fucking woman!

Holy shit.
Fuck this shit.

Fuck it.

Fuck, man!

How could you get this wrong?

I told you, 12 Ronald Crescent.

Twelve?

We were at 21.

What? You said 21.

Oh, Dovi...
You mixed up the numbers, you mor--

This means Marika's still alive! Fuck.
She's gonna post that video tomorrow.

Who did I shoot then? Fok.

Oh, fuck.

Listen, boy, why don't you just
give her the bucks?

You've got the money, right?

I gave it to the rabbi.

Why the fuck did you give it
to that gambling piece of shit?

- Who's the fucking rabbi?
- Horowitz.

He's not a gambler, Dovi.

- He's a rabbi of the Sea Point community.
- I've seen him at the bookies, Justin.

It's fine, it's fine, it's fine.
I'll just...

I'll just go there, ask for it back.

- I'm coming with you.
- Absolutely not.

I'm coming. Okay! I got you into
this mess, I'm gonna get you out.

Is that a bulletproof vest?

Yeah, bru, you've gotta keep it
locked and loaded. Hm?

Never leave home without it.

That's it. Shot, bru.
Jesus, this thing stinks, boet.

It's not that bad, man. When you
get back, I'll throw it in the wash.

But I still don't understand
why you have to come with me?

- That oke jooked you, I'm telling you.
- How did he jook me?

- He's the pillar of the community.
- A pillar of bullshit.

You've always had an issue
with this guy.

I don't always have an issue,
I've seen him.

The racecourse has the issue.

Just because you saw some dude
with a beard doesn't mean it's him.

It's him, bru. I'm telling you now.

- Stay in the car.
No, I'm coming.

Stay in the fucking car.

All right...

Hey, Rabbi, sorry to disturb.

Sorry. Um, I was just wondering
if I could have a quick word?

Justin, it's so good to see you.

Benjamin, this is Justin Diamond,
one of our big donors to the shul.

Hello.
- Hey.

Benjamin, keep going with that section,
I'll be back in a minute.

Oh, okay. Okay.

How can I help you today, Justin?

Actually, it's a--
It's a bit of an awkward one, Rabbi.

I'm gonna need that money back.

Well, thank you once again, Justin,
for that extremely generous donation,

but I'm afraid I've already
given the money to the contractor.

Barry Munitz.

Painting starts next week.

Right. But, um...
You see, I made a huge mistake, Rabbi.

Turns out the money's
not even mine to give.

So, you know... I don't know.
Can you explain that to him?

- You know?
Ooh, it's...

It's gonna be difficult at this stage,
Justin, you know?

I mean,
we've already signed the contract.

I don't mean to be pushy, Rabbi,

but I really need that money
by tomorrow, midday.

Justin, you know,
when you make a donation,

you're not actually supposed to ask
for it back, you know?

I mean, what would your father
say about this?

I need the money, Rabbi.

Let me give Roger a call.
We'll see what he has to say about that.

Wasn't the guy's name Barry?

Barry, yes.

- I'll give him a call.
- Right.

- Excuse me.
- Sure.

Justin Diamond. You're hilarious, boy.

You're driving a rental.

No. It was a rental before I bought it.

No, boy. This is a rental.
You can smell it.

This is too good!

Fuck.

I don't see a bag of money?

He said he gave it to the contractor,
but... I don't know.

I think the rabbi just lied to me.

Hey? No, hey...
What are you-- Dovi!

No, no, Dovi! Come on. Dovi!
Just think about what you're doing.

- Listen, he's a rabbi of the community!
- He's a degenerate, that's what he is.

I'm telling you, I don't have it.

Bullshit. I'm gonna need that money
back from you, Rabbi.

I swear to you,
I have given it to the contractor.

It sounds like bubameise to me.

- Dovi, please, I have a weak heart.
- Come on, Rabbi.

- Don't make me do this--
- Dovi! Dovi, Jesus.

Oh... Okay.

I placed it on a bet.

- The truth will set you free.
- You placed it on a bet?

- Uh...
- What did I tell you, boy?

Rabbi, are you okay?

Get outta here. Men are talking.

I am a man!

Get out!

What about
all the yetzer hatov and hara stuff?

I've learnt to accept that horse racing
is a disease of the blood, Justin.

- I'm not proud of it.
Rabbi...

You bet a million rand on the horses.

Oh, no, no. Only half of that. The other
half really is with the contractors.

Oh, only half of it, hey?

And when's the race?

Three o'clock.

Today.

Oh, yeah.
The masterful disguise, hey?

Yeah, so the two okes have just come out
and now they've picked up a rabbi.

A rabbi?

This is deeper than we thought, Henko.
Don't lose them.

Copy.

Right, who did you bet on, Rabbi?

I put 480 on Slew o’ Gold,
and 18k on the Kosher Kid.

Kosher Kid?
Of course you did.

- Rog! Howzit?
- Dovi D! What you betting today?

No, we're here to stop a bet.

You've been given stolen money
and you know that's illegal.

Is that right?

- Tell him, Rabbi.
- Rabbi Horowitz. Shalom.

We need to retract the bet, please.

You know how this works,
I can't cancel an hour before the race.

It's in the system.

Okay, okay.
What are the odds on Slew o’ Gold?

- Three to one.
And the Kosher Kid?

The Kosher Kid...

That's 55 to one, boy.

What? Why'd you bet so much
on a losing horse?

He's a member of the community.
I always put 18k on him.

Putting money on a donkey
isn't a mitzvah, Rabbi.

- Okay, who are the top contenders?
- Dragonfly and Sparkling Water.

- Great jockey on Dragonfly. Johan Fourie.
- Johan Fourie?

Ah, he's one of my clients.
He just had a baby.

Oy! Mazel tov.

I've got an idea.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Rabbi.

Go talk to Fourie, tell him not to race.

That's your idea?

Convince him. It'll increase our odds.

Oh, yeah. Sure, sure. Buy him a fucking
cake. How am I supposed to do that? Dovi?

Bru, if you can convince people
to buy your bullshit policies,

you can convince him not to race.

You are an excellent salesman, Justin.

I'll go talk to the jockey
of Sparkling Water. Twist his arm.

So to speak.

What should I do?
Hang tight!

And no more fucking bets!
Pardon the cursing.

Anyone know where Vincent Kumar is?
The jockey of Sparkling Water?

Johan?

Ah.

Thank God I caught you.

- Justin, what are you doing here?
- I came as soon as I saw you're racing.

Johan, I cannot let you
go out there today. Sorry.

- Excuse me?
- When I saw your name on the listing,

I realised we never increased
your life policy when the baby was born.

- Is that something we should've done?
- Is that something we--

You have three beautiful children

- and a lovely wife, Danika.
- Thanks.

Let's say you get hit by a bus
or even worse, fall off your horse.

Now your current life cover wouldn't
meet your monthly bond payments.

Your family would be forced
out of their home.

Yeah, I mean, you wouldn't want that?

Isn't that what my dread and disease
cover is for?

Yeah, no, absolutely. Exactly.

Which we haven't increased either.

Look, I appreciate the concern but can we
set up a time next week, chat through it?

No, let's have it now.

Johan!

Vincent?

- Who wants to know?
- Oh, just a massive fan.

Dovi Diamond. I'm a businessman
with a passion for the sport.

What you offering, Dovi?

I got sponsors queuing out
the door to get their labels on me.

That's shweet, my bru. Hey?

Listen...

I can't let you go out there today.

My boetie, he's put a lot of money
on Slew o’ Gold...

and I need to make sure
that horse wins. Okay?

Well, there's a lot of money
riding on me and Sparkling Water,

so I guess it all comes down to the race.

Is that so, hey?

Fuck!

- Are you gonna ride? Are you?!
- What the fuck!

- Are you gonna ride?
- Get off me!

- Answer me, Vincent!
- Okay! I won't race!

- Right!

Okay, thank you.

- But I'm afraid, boy...
Huh?

I don't believe you.

Johan, as your broker,
I can't let you go out there.

- You made your point, but I've gotta go.
- What? Hey--

Hm.

Um... Somebody help.
Jockey down. Jockey down!

Afternoon, Rabbi.

Afternoon.

Who has beef with Worsie Ferreira?

- Who? Rabbi?

Rabbi?

Rabbi?

My heart.

How did it go?
- Yeah. I got into his head.

- You?
- I broke his hands.

Shock news from the paddock, folks.

Last-minute replacement
jockeys on Dragonfly and Slew o’ Gold,

opening this race up
for all kinds of possibilities.

- Shame. Wonder what happened?
- Good to hear.

The contenders
are lined up at the starting gate...

And away they go
and racing from the 1400-metre mark.

Come on, Slew o’ Gold.

...but it's Slew o’ Gold
breaking away...

- Come, on. Run, man!
- Run, you fuck!

- Why'd you pull it back?

- Come on! Swing out!
- Come on, man! Come, on!

...the 200-metre mark, this
is gonna be a huge upset for the punters!

- Oh, come on!
- No, no, no!

It's the Kosher Kid.
What?

Only 100 metres to go...
Kosher Kid! The winner!

But that's impossible!

- What are the odds on Kosher Kid?
- Fifty-five to one.

- What's 18k times 55?
- Oh, my God.

- One million rand.
Thank you, God.

Thanks for your business, Rog.

- What happened to Rabbi Horowitz?
- I don't know.

Oof!

Adios, Banderas.

Okay.

A million bucks, boy.

Hey, you got all these here?

He was younger than I am now
when he died.

A heart attack at 45.

That's just bad luck.

That's because they weren't checking
cholesterol twice a year back then.

Today he would have been on statins.
Lived a long life.

Mm.

When last did you check yours?

- I don't know.
- Jesus, Dovi.

You could be a walking heart attack
right now.

You gotta check it at least once a year.

He loved you.

And you.

I wasn't cut from the same cloth
as the old geezer.

You, on the other hand...

He would be proud of you.

We all are.

Those aren't supposed to be in there.

You know, they should never have arrested
you when you crashed that car, Dov.

You were just a kid.

Yeah, that was an expensive
sports car, boy.

I would've pressed charges too
if some little shit had crashed it.

- Jesus, that was a party.

- Fucking hell, we were wasted.
You were the most wasted.

Dad had just died,
you were really going for it.

I think I drank a whole bottle
of tequila that night.

I remember running outside
and you were in the driver's seat.

Jeez, and that car was totalled, hey?

Who the fuck is this?

Howzit, sir.
What you want?

Home Security from behind here.
An oke escaped and climbed in through

your warehouse. I can see--
What?

What the fuck?
- Shut up, okay?

Now, which one of you boys
is Dovi Diamond?

What? You don't recognise me?

Whoa!
Fuck!

Howzit? I'm Justin Diamond,
wellness and medical aid broker--

Shut up... I didn't ask
for your fucking life story. Okay?

Now, one of you
better explain to me, politely,

why you're after
Worsie Ferreira's daughter.

Worsie Ferreira?

- Are you fucking kidding me?
- Who's Worsie Ferreira?

This oke's boere mafia.
He's fucking deeper than Stellies.

Whoa! Jesus.
- Fuck, man! Will you stop doing that?!

- Why did you attack Cindy?
- It was a misunderstanding, okay?

We tried to intimidate
my boet's girlfriend.

- No, well, not my girlfriend.
- My guys got the address wrong.

- Tell Worsie, we're sorry.
- Yeah, I mean we didn't mean to kill her.

- Ow, fuck!
- Will you stop doing that, please.

You fucking fucks fucked
with a powerful man's daughter.

Obviously that means you trying to
send him a message, right?

Why don't you give me that message,

before I really start
fucking hurting you?

Okay. Okay...
We've got a message for Worsie, yeah.

What... We do?

Yeah. It's in the top drawer there
in a... in an envelope.

- You've got an actual message for him?
- Yeah.

- What, like on a paper?
Yeah, from my boss.

Just in case, you know,
Worsie's people arrived.

What, like, handwriting or typed?

Why don't we just let them
talk on the phone?

Our boss likes to transact in writing,
Justin. You know this.

No, no, no...

Okay, show me.

- Okay.
Yeah. Okay.

Over here.

Hey!

Up!

Up hands.

Yeah.

Where's it?

- The top drawer, in the back.
- Here?

The brown envelope.

In here?

Yeah, yeah... at the back.

This?

Yeah, yeah.

Is there anthrax in here?

Just open the envelope,
there's a message.

I'm gonna put my mouth on here.
If I taste anything, you're fucking gone.

Go, boy!

Fuck you! Lying son of a bitch!

You're a son of a bitch!

Fuck!

What now, huh?

Freeze!

Put the gun down, sunshine.

Don't put the gun down, Justin.

Don't push me, man. I'm dangerous.

Do you even know
how that thing works? Huh?

- You don't have it in you.
- Oh, don't I? Don't I?

Well, how do you like it
when I do that--

Very classy, boy.

What the f--

This oke's a real joker.

Jesus, Dovi. I just killed a man.

Yeah...

The first kill is always a hard one.

Okay, let's get to work with this...

Whoa, whoa!
Dovi, what the fuck are you doing?

I'm cutting up the body, Justin.

You can't just chop him up
right here in your office, Dovi.

I put down a drop sheet.

We gotta call the cops
to sort this out.

You shot the guy in the face, boy.

Okay, that's gonna be
a tough one to explain.

It'll be as easy as cutting up a chicken.
Eight pieces.

No, no, fuck it, Dovi! Please, please.

- Fuck sakes.
- There's gotta be another way.

Something less...
fucking hectic than this!

We could bury him?

But digging a hole's a real schlep, boy.

It's fine, it's fine! Absolutely fine.
Fine. I'll do it, I'll dig.

Just... not like this, man.

Actually...

there is another way.

He's got no fucking brains,
but his head's so fucking heavy.

Bru, I need to take a break.
- No, no, keep it moving. Keep it moving.

Okay, okay. Here we go. Here we go.

Since when do you own a boat?

Since I won it off Donkey Smit
with a royal flush.

Does Mom know about this?

Yeah, of course. I've taken her out,
she loves the sea air.

No, I mean, does Mom know
you spelt her name wrong?

Did I?

Right. This should be far enough.
Harbour Master won't find us here.

Fucking oke busts my balls, hey.

Ah! That should do.
We must take that plastic off.

Don't want the bubbles
to bring him back to the surface.

Shit.

- What?
- I forgot the bricks.

I haven't done a body drop
for such a long time.

Put that around his ankles.
We'll just have to improvise.

Um... ah! There you go,
we'll tie him to the anchor.

Righto.

Make a solid knot there, hey.
Give me the other end, boy.

Right over left and left over right.
Reef knot.

Okay. Let's get this fucker out of here.

Okay. One, two, three!

I think I'm gonna get a hernia.

Rest in peace, you scary ginger fuck.

Shit!

- Let him go, you fuck!
Fuck you!

Jus, let go of the fucking bag!

Let go of the bag, boet!

I can't.
Let go of the bag, man!

I've got you, boy.

Fuck this oke.

Holy shit, the oke
must've had a skull graze.

- Oh, my God, the money. I need the money.
- The money's gone.

- Justin! The money is gone.
- I've been doing ice baths for years.

My body can withstand these
temperatures. Don't worry, I can do this.

Okay.

Oh, my God, it's fucking freezing!
Jesus! Fuck! Get me outta here.

Sorry about the money, boy.

And your neck, too.

You should probably
see a doctor about that.

We'll make a plan, Just.

- We'll figure it out.
- Yeah.

Okay, boy.

Natz?

Hey.

- What are you doing in there?
- Nothing.

Jesus, what happened to you?

Came off my mountain bike.
That's it.

You look a little... flustered.

Were you doing yoga in there
or something?

Um...

Yes, I was.

- Oh.
- You didn't tell me you were riding.

It was a last-minute cycle thing
in Tokai.

Yeah, with, um...

with Gary. Gary was there.

Oh?

Okay. Well, I'm gonna go to bed.

- Did you get a haircut or something?
- No.

Facial?

No?

No... something's different.

I mean, you look, um...

You look great.

You look, uh... you look really great.

Not really in the mood.

Goodnight.

No, dude, let me tell you,
this chick was fucking smoking, man.

Did you bang her?
I mean, I tried.

Call and ask if she
has friends. Bring her to Jordan's party.

He bought, like, 12 kegs of beer
and he's got a big jumping castle,

- and gummies...
- Hang on. I'll call you back.

Oh!

Oh, shit. Shit...

Four, five, six, seven, eight...

Ow, fuck!

Where'd you park the scooter?

Just tell me the colour, man.

Ow!

Oh, fuck you.

Fuck!

What?

Jus, I've been giving it
some thought, boy.

There's a way we can do this
which is totally legal.

No more dodgy shit. I'm sending you an
address. Meet me there in an hour, okay?

Or don't, and let that chick
post that video and ruin your life.

A tough situation you got yourself into.

- Have you tried killing her?
No, man.

- I thought we doing this the legal way.
- We are, we are! He's just joking, boy.

Roland Duiker.
The best lawyer in the country.

Listen...

Fact of the matter is this.
Extortion is an illegal act, all right?

Now, if we can prove that this is what
this chick is doing to you,

wham-bam boogie...
We file a restraining order against her.

Okay? Yeah, that sounds promising.

Tell me something, Justin. Have you got
any text messages, recorded conversations

that we can use to prove
that she's been doing this?

Well, there's a... there's a video.

What kind of video?

Mm...

I've never done it
on a Pilates ball before, boy.

Hey? Looks like it gives you some thrust?

Shut up, Dovi.

Hey, Justin. This is good. Very good.
This is exactly what we need.

Now, what we do is we take those text
messages that she's been sending you,

together with this,
we file a restraining order against her.

If she leaks anything, my friends,
she goes bouncing off to jail.

- It's simple as that.
- Really?

- Great.

This is very good...

Very good.

If you don't think I'll go through
with this, then you're wrong,

I've got what it takes.

That sex video that you made of us

is proof that you're trying to extort me,

which is illegal.

So, either you do exactly what I say
or you're going to prison, Marika.

Do you understand?

I don't want to
go to jail, Justin.

I'll die in jail. Do you want me to die?

I was just... I was just so cross,
you know, and I didn't want to lose you.

I need you to delete that video
off your phone, your laptop,

off all your tech. Right now.

I can't, Justin. It's in the Cloud.
You can't delete anything from the Cloud.

Yeah. No, you can. Pass me your phone.

My parents were so excited to meet you.

And I... And I just...

I told them...
I told them I was in love with you.

I'm fucking in love with you, Justin!

- No, come-- Okay, okay.
- Please.

It's okay. It's best for both of us.

Now, now. There, there.

Ooh, ooh. No, no, no...
Marika... Marika. No, no. Marika.

No, no... Enough!

I'm not fucking losing you.

I'm not fucking losing you!

What are you doing?
Marika, just get off, man.

Ow! Ow! No, no. Fuck, fuck! No--

You drawing blood, Marika.
You're drawing blood.

Marika? Uh...

I, um...
I didn't realise you had a client.

No, we just finished.

Yeah. Um...
Thank you, Marika, for that session.

Um, I've deleted my appointment
from your calendar.

So if you could delete all
my appointments from your calendar,

that'd be great.

Yes. Absolutely.

- I will see you next Tues--
- When you see me!

- Don't tell me she bit you?
- She bit me.

Wow.

- You really caught a crazy there, boy.
- Jesus.

But... she agreed?

But, you, um...

you really had my back, Dovi.

- Don't get all soft on me now, boy.
- No, I'm not. It's just...

Oh, shit. I'm gonna be late for my preso.

Yep, yep.

Now, I know what you're thinking,

"I'm not fit enough for the Prime
Program, I'll never reach Gold Status."

Let me tell you, nine years ago
I was exactly where you are now.

And you know what? I didn't reach
Gold Status. I reached Diamond Status.

And I've been Diamond Status
every year since.

First things first,
get yourself a smartwatch.

This is a Garmin fenix 7X.

It's an absolute beast.
But any old smartwatch will do.

And when your watch
tells you to move,

you move.

Sorry...

Never stop bouncing me!

Justin, it's Sam.
What the hell's going on?

The phones are going crazy.

All your clients are pulling their
portfolios because of some viral video.

Call me when you get this.

Natalie!

Natz?

Natz?

- Nat?
Oh, shit.

Natalie?

- Natz?
Stop it, I'm in here!

What's going on?

Why are you breaking down the door?

Is that Antonio Banderas?

Are you fucking this thing?

- What if I am?
Okay.

Okay...

Why?

Because, Justin! Him and I have intimacy.

Okay? Which is something you and I
haven't had in a long time.

I know.

- I've been neglectful of you and--

- I want that to change, Natalie.

I don't wanna keep you at arm's length,
I've got so much to tell you.

- Why's my phone going mad?
- No, no, Natalie.

No, no. Don't look at the phone. Don't--
Look at me, Natalie. Natalie...

- What the fuck am I looking at?

I can explain almost everything.

Oh, my God.

Natalie...

- I fucking knew it.
- I can explain.

You need to get out of this house,
right now.

- No, let's talk about it.
- Get the fuck out.

Okay, you need to calm down.
Don't kick me--

- What about the kids?
- Go!

Ow!

Oh, my God.

...stop bouncing me!

Jus? What the hell did you just do, boy?

You showed your bouncy video
to a packed auditorium.

Why?

Ah, shit, boy.
You just fucked it all up.

We can get on top of this.
We'll speak to my Russian friend, Yuri.

He can hack into the WhatsApp server,
take the video down with a virus.

It will cost a couple of grand,
but, you know, in the meantime,

you just deny, deny, deny.

You'll say it's AI or some shit.

I mean, you've seen that video
with Will Smith and the spaghetti.

They can do anything these days.

It's not you in the video.
Fake news, my bru.

Shut up, Dovi. You stupid fuck.

Do you not get it, huh?
Do you not get this?

This is on you.

I asked you a simple,
simple favour. It was so simple.

You just talk to her and you scare her.

But no, you hand it over
to some other fucking idiots.

And not only do you get
the address wrong,

you killed an innocent woman, Dovi.

- I'm sorry...
- The fuck you're sorry.

I never want to see you again.

No wonder Dad hated you, hey?

The other brother... Take me to him.

Hey...
- Justin!

- Just in time for tea.
Mm-hm.

- Cheesecake?
- Yeah, sure.

Mm!

I am so looking forward to
Rya's bat mitzvah.

Look, Mom...

There's something I need to tell you
before you hear from someone else.

I, um...

I cheated on Natalie.

- Hey?
- And, um...

There's a really embarrassing video going
around, so I'm sorry if you see that.

Oh, Justin.

First you crash a car at that house party
and now you do this?

No, Mom, you're confused.

I didn't crash the car,
Dovi crashed the car.

No, Justin.

It was you.

Dovi pulled you out of the crash.

And he got in the front seat.

He took the blame for you.

Why would he do that?

Because he was the black sheep
and you were the golden boy.

But he was arrested for that, Mom.

He went to jail.

His life's never been the same
since then.

Jesus. I failed Dad.
I destroyed the family's name.

Oh, you think your father was a hero?

Believe me, he had his flaws.

Including a string of affairs
that everyone knew about.

Including that bitch, Slezinger.

Justin, I want to tell you something.

Your father died 25 years ago.

You don't have to live your life for him.

You've already made
the Diamond name proud.

Give me that.
- Dude. It's kinda my signature beanie.

- I'm part of this crew called the Bl--
- You always talk so much?

When I get a bit nervous and anxious,
I tend to, like--

Shut the fuck up.

Dovi?

Dovi! Dovi!
Hey, hey, hey...

Dovi, what the fuck happened?
Dovi, man!

Dovi! Wake up! Jesus.

Jesus, bro.

Why didn't you tell me, man?
Why didn't you tell me you took

- the hit for the accident?
- So, Mom told you?

Yeah, Mom told me.

You didn't have to do that, man.

Hey? Why would you do that?

You're my brother.

- Come here.

- Jesus

How are you still alive?

Locked and loaded, boy.
Never leave home without it.

- Does it hurt when I do that?
- Ow! Fuck off!

You fuck.

- Oh, man.
- Oh, shit. We gotta get moving.

Bru, that cunt is still alive
and he's heading to your house.

What?!

Babe, I just heard about Justin.
Fuck that girl and her Pilates ball.

- Fuck him, too.
- Fuck him.

You're twice the man he'll ever be.

What the...

- Fuck, yes.

Worsie...

- Justice has been served.
Good job. Now come home.

Copy.

Justin. Your car, bru.

- It's a rental.
- I fucking knew it.

What the fuck?

Where's this oke?

Howzit!

Now you boys are gonna kak!

- Dovi, he's got a fucking machine gun!
- It's an Uzi. Israeli technology.

- Yes, please. Is that the police?

Yes, there's an intruder in our house.
It's the Blue Beanie gang.

- I'm going long, boy. Distract him.
- What?

What the fuck was that?

A distraction?

Dovi!

Huh! Huh!
Oh, fuck.

Yeah. You're a real fucking poes, huh?!

What is this? Hm?

This is gonna fucking hurt.

- Jesus, you okes really need to work--

Leave my brother the fuck alone!

Fucking "is it"?

Huh?

Not so shiny now, you Diamond poes!

You fucked with the wrong people, Justin.

It's time to say goodnight, my sweet boy.

Huh?

What the fuck is this thing?

Dovi?

Oh, Dovi! Dovi, come on.

Why are you always getting shot, my boy?

Dovster?

Hey?

- Come on, Dovi.
Justin?

Howzit, babe?
There's... there's a lot of blood.

What the fuck?

Hm.

Ow.

Dovi?

Is he dead?

No, he's fine. He just doesn't have
medical aid so...

they put him in a communal ward.

I know I fucked up, Natz.

So does the whole of Cape Town.

I'm sorry, Natz.

I'm so sorry.

I don't want to lose you.

I don't... I don't want to lose the kids.

Look, when...

Banderas got shot in the head,
there was this moment where I thought...

it could have been you.

And I just felt so...

Empty. You know?

All of a sudden,
I wouldn't have anything to live for.

Natz.

No, I mean it in a negative way, Justin.

Like...

my entire adult life has revolved
around you and Team Diamond,

which is basically just another way
of saying Team Justin. Let's face it.

I'm resigning.

I'm off the team.

How long are you...

you off the team for?

I don't know.

Fuck you, you poes.

After months of multiple break-ins,
we are happy to announce

that the leader of the Blue Beanie gang
has been apprehended and killed.

Henko Vermaak's terror
of the Fresnaye neighbourhood

was put to an end
in a robbery gone wrong

by local hero, Justin Diamond.

- Can you tell us exactly what happened?
- I got home and I found him in my house.

And he was trying
to hurt my wife, Natalie.

And I pushed him over.
I managed to climb on top of him,

and, um, then he stabbed me.

Yeah. And, uh...

Well, luckily, Dovi was there to save us.

Dovi? Who is that?

Dovi Diamond. My brother.

Yeah. He's the real hero here.

I'm Cathy Winkler,
reporting live from Meadow Hill...

Mr Diamond, I'm glad I caught you.

I mean, you were famous before
all of these shenanigans.

I mean, ten years Diamond Status. Wow!

But now you are kind of a local hero.

I'm glad you got your whole family
around for this,

because this is one hell of a big moment.

- You ready?
Yeah.

Ten years,
Diamond Status. Wow!

I've only seen three of these
in my lifetime.

You are part of a very select group.
Fewer men have walked on the moon.

With this award, you'll be entitled to
a lifetime of discounts of up to 35%

off all flights, hotels and groceries
at selected Bloom Health vendors.

- Mind if I take a selfie?
- Go ahead.

Okay. Can you get your kids
out of the way? Get out. Sorry.

Look straight here. What a story.

My name's Justin Diamond.

And you know what gets me up
first thing every morning?

It's my family.

- Bye, guys.
Bye.

And even though things
aren't what I thought they'd be,

maybe an imperfect life is actually...

a perfect one.

Look, I'm not gonna sit here
and tell you to chase points

because that shit will drive you crazy.

I can't. I'm turning around.

All you need is a basic
hospital plan and some savings.

Because at the end of the day,

it's really your family
that's most important.

So that's where you should be
spending your money and your time.

Thank you for your honesty.

I want you to invest all of this
in your best policies.

It's for my family.