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Daddy!

Daddy!

- Daddy! - Open!

Kids... Kids...

Jacobs!

Kids' going missing around Khayelitsha.

People come and go around there, you know.

Could you check this out for me anyway?

Ya, Dan.

Where is it?

At the Botanical Gardens.

I will drop the boys off at school and be right over...

Tom, Gary!

Hey, are you kidding me?

Go back and put on some real clothes.

- Mommy wouldn't let me... - Come on boys.

- Did you get ahold on Brian? - I've left several messages.

- Sokhela. - Hello.

Fletcher? Are you working in the field now?

I needed a change of scenery.

You get your money as well.

- How old is the victim? - Around 20.

20 years old.

Died around 2 a.m., multiple wounds, no bullet.

Stabbing?

No.

Someone beat her to death with their fists.

Rape?

Sexual intercourse.

I'll tell you later if it was rape.

This is what we found on her.

Video club membership card.

Judith Botha.

What the fuck are you doing? It's me.

Nice of you to drop by.

- It's been a while. - Fucking lunatic.

It's not loaded.

What are you doing here?

This is it?

The rest is stashed in the Cayman Islands.

What do you think?

That's where we have to go to get your child support?

Child support! Your mom is not exactly out on the street, ha?

She has a new boyfriend, doesn't she?

Dentures, big business!

So he is my dad now?

And how am I supposed to pay for a flat?

- Flat? - Yeah.

Marjorie and I are moving in together.

Marjorie?

Why don't you come and live here?

You know I got this house for you.

It's too much traffic around here.

Do you even know this one's name?

I know she's got a nice ass.

I've stopped pass grandpa's grave.

What's it gonna take for you to getting around putting his name on his headstone?

Come here!

Yebo, Baba.

You look like hell.

I'm happy to see you too.

Of course she's keeping her spirit up. She's tougher than she looks.

What about the kids?

I don't think they understand.

When Tom looks at his mother's hair, he says:

"Mommy's leaves are falling."

Please wait.

He's aged since the World Cup.

I'll let you do the talking.

Nils Botha? Hello, sir.

I am Detective Dan Fletcher from the Serious and Violent Crime Unit.

And this is Detective Brian Epkeen.

What's going on here?

Do you know where your daughter Judith is?

At home, I imagine.

No, she's not at her flat, and her cell phone doesn't answer.

Could you...

Could you please give us her description?

Height and weight?

5'5"...

- What's going on here? - Something wrong, Nils?

What's going on?

We found the body of a young woman in the Botanical Gardens.

The body hasn't been identified yet,

but she had a video club membership card on her

in the name of Judith Botha.

Do you know what your daughter did last night?

Judith and Nicole were studying for their mid-year exams.

Nicole?

My daughter... Judith and Nicole are close friends.

Thanks Janet, yeah.

We just got a hold of Judith, she was at the beach

with her boyfriend, so it was switched off.

She lent her video club card to her friend, Nicole, yesterday.

You got to help me, Judith.

Yes, we've done it before.

Nicole would tell her parents she was spending the night at my place to study

but in fact she'd go out.

Do you know where? Or with who?

We weren't seeing much of each other lately.

You were in the same university?

Thanks, Janet.

Yeah. She wasn't coming to classes any more.

In the last few months something changed.

Like she wasn't the same person.

I can't explain why but...

She's become evasive.

- It's me. - Come in.

What happened?

Everything is alright.

A drop in blood pressure. Nothing too serious.

I was handing out clothes with the other ladies around Khayelitsha.

I got a bit of a flash. It happens, you know.

You're doing too much, Ma.

You are working much too hard,

much too hard!

Did you know that another child has disappeared?

Have you gone to see Adams?

They haven't noticed anything suspect.

Naturally. Nobody cares about these children, you know.

Mom...

You are all she ever talks about, you know.

Thank you.

Did you see the way she was looking at you?

Please, Ma.

Ali, she is beautiful!

Mom, stop it.

Ok, ok. How about chicken and dumpling?

Does it sound good?

Good.

Former Springbok and World Cup hero Stewart Weitz

called a press conference late this afternoon,

where he said that violent crimes is turning South Africa

into just another failed African state

with delusions to the contrary.

Some kind of twisted beast raped and murdered my daughter.

If the police in this country are incapable of protecting their fellow citizens...

Please. Please help.

Stop it!

Stop them!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Let me go, man!

Make them stop fighting!

Stop.

- Get off me! - What happened to you?

Stop!

Come on, boy.

I just want to see how you are.

Come out!

How are you?

You are late.

What exactly are you hoping to find?

Where I come from we call it a lead.

My daughter was raped and murdered

by a sick brainless animal,

of which there is no shortage in this benighted country.

You won't find anything here that will help you.

Yeah, but we don't know that your daughter was raped.

Tik? It's a township-drug.

We are dealing with a rich kid. Doesn't compute.

No, it does.

The medical examiner found traces

of ephedrine and ammonia in her blood stream.

Who suggests that she was using tik.

Is it possible someone drugged her to abuse her?

She had sexual intercourse

but she wasn't raped.

Our main priority is to find her partner.

Yeah, he's our killer.

Or, he'd come forward by now.

It's possible.

But it could be that he just sold her the tik and doesn't want any trouble.

In any case, we are looking for him.

- What about the DNA sample? - Nothing useable there.

- Have you spoken to the Attorney General? - Three times already.

Nicole Weitz's father called

to complain about the cop that showed up at his place this morning.

Brian is a first-grade detective. I trust him.

He's a mess.

Ruby!

What are you doing here?

I was just in the neighborhood for work.

They haven't fired you yet?

Lovely place you got.

Is David here?

He is at his girlfriend's.

- Margaret. - Marjorie, Brian!

And he is studying for his finals tomorrow.

- He dropped by to see me yesterday. - I heard.

He want to get his own flat. I was thinking...

Since when you have more interested in David than in your cock?

Ever since he started having cute girlfriends.

Look...

I thought maybe we could go fifty fifty on it?

Fuck you.

Why don't you start by paying me the child support you owe me?

I'm broke.

Your dentist, the rich and famous, he can't help you out?

Rick is not gonna pay for your son!

Just tell him it's the price to pay for banging you!

Can't we just talk normally?

You are not normal.

I can change.

You?

It that your car down there?

Hi, baby!

Meet Brian.

The famous Brian.

Do you wanna come in for a drink?

Have a good day.

I am sorry.

- No, it's alright. - I'm sorry...

...I'm late.

So you remembered!

Blonde?

I thought you said I'm not allowed to have fantasies anymore?

Turn around.

Please try save your trip to the emergency room before bedtime!

All these boys are so violent!

Next time Brian can bring one of his lady friends around.

What about Ali? When do we get to meet his girlfriend?

I don't know.

- He called me a mess? - And what did you say?

I lied. I said that you are not a total fuck up.

Kruger is right.

I am a mess.

- As if Kruger is the one to talk... - Don't start again, Claire.

Must I remind you of unit C10?

Wasn't he a part of that, during apartheid?

It was Kruger who promoted me to captain.

That's wonderful.

But how many black men did he kill and torture at Vlakplaas?

Don't tell me he wasn't one of those thugs.

We decided that we were

going to live together.

The past is the past.

So can we play cards?

Kruger was amnestied, pardoned.

Of course he was amnestied!

Kruger and all those other murders and thieves!

It's so easy. You appear before some misguided farce of a commission,

you confess to all the evil deeds you've done,

and bam, all is forgiven, just like that.

It's instant absolution. It's patently absurd!

A slight exaggeration, don't you think?

We were too easy on all those pricks, eh?

They got away clean.

Free as fucking birds.

More prosperous than ever like nothing ever happened.

What would you have preferred? Retribution?

More death?

Not retribution, Ali.

Justice.

I would've preferred justice.

Claire, if there's anyone at this table

who could possibly want to take revenge it's Ali.

But it so happens that he has

the strength and intelligence

to forgive!

"If you want to make peace with your enemies,"

"then you work with your enemies."

"And they become your partners."

Mandela.

So, are you hiding the cards?

We are hiding the cards.

And the girls?

- Not even one last beer? - I've got my Klippies in the car.

And you can't keep your snitches waiting, eh?

- Blonde? Brunette? Or both? - I'll tell you tomorrow.

The list of expense charged to Nicole Weitz credit card over the past month.

- Petrol, restaurants, clothes... - Nightclub.

I am Captain Ali Sokhela.

Have you ever seen this girl?

Was she here?

That's the girl who was killed, right?

- Right, yeah. - Yeah, I saw her in the papers.

Is that the girl that was found at the Botanical Gardens?

She came her several times. She was here the night she died.

What did I tell you! I saw her.

I knew it was her.

She was talking to Zina.

- Zina? - The girl on the show.

Zina?

Captain Ali Sokhela.

I'm from the Serious and Violent Crime Unit.

Oh, shame.

Do you recognize her?

Do you know her?

I didn't smash her head in, if that's what you are here to ask.

You were seen talking to her.

So what were you talking with her about?

- I'll wait outside. - Last Wednesday,

she came up to me after the performance.

We had a drink together.

Was she alone?

She came alone.

She didn't leave alone.

I spent the night with her.

They are overprotected kids.

One day or another,

they want to experiment with new things.

And you?

What were you looking for?

- Me? - Yes.

I like men.

Around 40.

Preferably black.

No one say no to little treat, from time to time.

Was she in her normal state, that night?

What do you call "normal state"

when you are making love?

We found traces of tik in her blood.

Were you doing that with her?

That night she was clean.

All she had was a love potion I had made for her.

From the plant Iboga.

Would you like to try?

In another life, perhaps.

Nicole came to see me again.

She came to see me at the club again last Friday night.

The night of her death.

She wanted to buy a vial of love potion I had made for her.

She wanted to party with some guy.

I vaguely gathered that he sold drugs

and that his name was Stan.

Stan.

- Zina! - Yeah?

That's all I know.

Thank you.

Why don't you ever sleep over?

Because I don't sleep.

Good night.

Open the door!

Brian!

What are you doing?

Key is on the kitchen table, ha? Just drop them in the flowerpot.

According to the list of calls made from her cellphone

Nicole went to Muizenberg beach after leaving the club.

It's a lot of drug dealing that goes on over there.

Hey, the Stan, the dancer mentioned to you. Didn't you say he dealt?

Yeah, which area is it?

She might have gone by there to pick him up before going to her party

at the Botanical Gardens.

It's area 2.

- Who made the pretty picture? - Janet emailed it to me this morning.

Have you ever noticed you're the one Janet always calls?

This was an email.

I think she wants your body.

It's just that between a full-time sport fucker and a humorless workaholic

and me, she chose the nice guy.

Nah, she is in love. It's obvious.

It is possible.

For sure.

She wants you, Dan.

Take them. I'll be here.

- Have you seen this girl? - No. No, no.

- Hello, sir. - Hi.

Have you seen this girl in

- the last couple of weeks? - Sorry, no.

I'll go and check it out.

We're looking for a guy named Stan.

Don't know him.

Never heard of him?

Stan, Stan,

the mystery man.

No, we don't know that fucker.

How about her?

Give me one of those.

Can you give me one those too?

Thanks.

What are you doing around here?

I am looking for a guy.

His name is Stan.

Doesn't ring a bell.

We know that this Stan is a tik dealer.

Like we said, we don't know that fucking pig.

There has been a murder.

We must talk to him.

Let's do this, bro.

Don't move!

You pigs! I said stand still!

Drop it!

Throw down your gun!

Drop it!

- What're you fuckers up to? - Stand still!

Listen...

We are looking into the murder of a young girl in the Botanical Gardens.

Nothing more. We want nothing here.

What're you up to?

On your knees!

Shut up, nigger!

Are you afraid?

Don't be afraid.

Listen.

We're police.

Hands up!

We'll show you what we do to police pigs!

Don't be stupid.

I told you to shut the fuck up!

So why won't I need a questioning?

'Cause you seem like an honest girl.

You think so? Ha-ha.

I guess I don't seem like an honest girl, now?

Get your hands up!

Around here,

we fuck the police, understand?

Hey guys, what do you want? Shoulder bacon?

Move!

This asshole, won't listen!

Put your filthy cop's face on the ground.

Now it's loaded.

Don't be stupid!

Didn't you hear me the first time? Shut the fuck up!

Chop off his hand!

Don't do this!

Don't do this!

- Another piece? - Look at him bleed!

We'll fry that pig!

Please don't!

Ali Sokhela.

I need emergency unit, Muizenberg beach.

Right away!

Hurry!

Hurry!

Sis? It's Stan.

Stan?

Sorry, I'll be right there.

Stan? What have you done?

If anyone asks, tell 'em you don't know where I am.

- But... - I need to disappear.

What do I do with the others?

Don't worry about that for now.

No change of plan: the pigs.

You'll be paid, don't worry.

Where do you think you are going?

Cat wants to see you.

The guys at the beach...

They were not just drug-up-gangstas'.

They had brand new weapons,

walkie-talkies, night vision goggles.

They were organized. As if they were protecting something.

Yes?

We found this at the beach hut.

Thank you.

Yes?

Get off of me!

Don't touch me...

It's getting worse and worse.

Cat and his gang took control over this whole area about 2-3 years ago.

I have a hard time believing anyone was dealing on Muizenberg beach,

without them knowing about it.

Long time no see!

And who's your good-looking friend?

We want to talk to Cat.

Not here.

A friendly discussion.

I told you he is not here.

Don't treat me like some nigger.

I came to talk.

It's ok...

Let him in.

Right, boss.

I'm Captain Ali Sokhela,

from the Serious and Violent Crime Unit.

I thought I was the Serious and Violent Crime Unit around here.

I came to talk.

But I can come back accompanied.

And then it won't be to talk.

You're here...

Talk.

There's a new gang

on Muizenberg beach.

With a new product. Rubbish.

A sort of tik.

I am looking for a boy named Stan.

Don't know a Stan. We don't sell tik.

- One of my men was killed. - I don't know anything about it.

Do you recognize this one?

Never seen those ugly faces.

This one?

I don't know them.

This one?

Never seen him.

I thought your gang controlled these areas.

Your are telling me that there are people in your territory

dealing drugs, and you know nothing of it?

You seem to know more than I know.

You'd better be telling the truth.

Hey, how's it going boss?

This is the same drug that Nicole Weitz took on the night of her death.

It's exactly the same synthetic methamphetamine cocktail

but when I did further analysis I discovered

it had been coupled with an unknown molecule.

You mean

you don't know every molecule that exists?

You can't imagine what's been invented since LSD.

Pharmaceutical companies are falling all over themselves just when they're searching

for new molecules that affect the brain.

For resistance to fear, to pain, fatigue,

suppressional traumatic memories...

I'll buy that.

These rats inhaled a drug only a short while ago.

Basically after a flash that last about 2 or 3 minutes,

couples and hierarchical social specimen

go down the drain.

Phase 2 is not quite as pretty.

Apathy,

Losses in censorial bearings,

asocial, even paranoid behavior.

Now look what happens when you increase the dosage.

Hysteria, an extreme aggressiveness.

Suicidal impulses for some.

And when human beings take this shit? The kind of reactions...

Same thing.

All depends on the dose administered.

What about Nicole Weitz?

Considering the amount she took,

God only knows...

You don't know how to keep your men in line, Cat.

The junk... I told you it was only for the kids in the townships.

Stan, that little prick, tried to double-cross me.

Greetings to the man. We see you.

Greetings, my mother's child.

You cannot possibly go through life so afraid.

You see my friend here? You're gonna tell him

everything you told me. Everything!

The cops on the beach,

what did they want?

What? I can't hear you.

They were looking for me.

Because of the drugs?

Because of the girl.

What girl?

The rugby player's daughter.

The girl from the Botanical Gardens? You knew her?

I sold her some dope on the beach. We slept together.

Why did you kill her, you stupid?

- She went out of her mind. - Did you take tik?

She took too much.

Way too much.

She wanted to get high.

We started to fuck,

but then she started hitting me, shit.

She was fucking crazy!

She crushed my balls

and I lost it.

Who was that?

The man who pays you.

None of your business. We've got to clean up the beach house.

What about that bastard?

Keep him alive for now. We may need him.

I was not expecting you.

This was the last time.

I am not coming back, Maia.

What did I do wrong?

We had an agreement. Now you are free.

I don't want to be free.

Don't worry.

I will continue to help you.

Have you found someone else?

Stop it.

You have. You have found someone else!

A real woman? What does she have that I don't?

- Stop it. - Tell me!

- Stop it. - Do you fuck her?

- You already fucked her! - Shut up!

He got him where it hurts.

You'll never be a man,

little Zulu.

Listen to you!

There you are.

You made it.

Kruger isn't here?

Claire doesn't want anyone from the department here.

Did you tell Kruger I was slow dancing with some chick

while you guys were getting chopped up?

I was in charge of this operation.

I am the one who agreed to let Dan investigate with us,

not you.

Don't play the boss with me, eh?

Later.

Here she is. She is here.

Come, boys.

Stay with Chloe for a little while, I'll be right there.

Claire...

I wish to thank you both for the support you gave us when I fell ill.

And anything you did for Dan at the time.

But I don't want help from you anymore.

Of any sort. Do you understand?

And I'd rather you didn't attend the cremation ceremony.

I know.

You're sorry.

She needs time.

Some things aren't easy to forgive.

Yes, well...

Let's hope she's not as

brickheaded as you are.

Hello, Jan.

Dan's wife doesn't want anyone from the department to stay around.

I'm gonna stay for a while, anyhow.

Don't worry, I will keep my distance.

As you like. I'm going.

Captain!

Ya?

I took the liberty of checking out a few things on the internet.

Yes?

For around the hut where Dan was.

There is nothing except one isolated house about half a kilometer away.

I tried to find out who lives there. No one.

The house was sold 8 months ago.

They said the agency that handed the sale never saw the owners.

I mean the entire transaction was caved under a shell cooperation,

and the money was transferred from an offshore account in the Cayman Islands.

If you want, I can try and find out who's behind this.

Good. Nice job.

How would you like to join my team, eh?

Congratulations, Jan.

I hope you don't mind

an insomniac Zulu calling you at all hours

to dispense justice in the rainbow nation.

Did you lose something?

Let's just say I'm looking.

For what?

If I knew that, I wouldn't be looking.

- You come riding around here often? - Every morning.

Is it?

Hey, you know who lives here?

You've ever seen anyone around?

So are you a policeman?

Depends who's asking.

I saw a 4x4 here once.

- When? - About ten days ago.

What kind?

The big kind, dark.

If I showed you pictures would you recognize the model?

We can always try.

4 o'clock this afternoon, police headquarters.

Detective Brian Epkeen.

Is that an order?

An invitation.

Ok, then I will be there.

Fucking bird.

Hello.

Do you remember me?

Yeah. Yeah.

I am looking for the kids who were fighting here the other day.

Do you have any idea where they can be?

No... No.

- Thank you. - Uh, Mister?

Yes?

The kid who went in there...

Never came out.

- Thanks. - Welcome.

No. It was a big thing,

high on the wheels

and very ugly.

No.

No.

There, that's it.

Are you sure?

I have very good eyes.

- What color? - Green.

The 4x4.

Oh, black.

- Anything else? - No. It was too far away.

Sorry, I have to run.

But you will be available if we need you?

Of course.

How about tonight?

That's it. I saw this child several times.

It's appalling...

12 years old!

- Suicide? Are you sure? - We think it's a possible side effect.

Some new drugs that are circulating in the area.

But the last time I saw him I didn't make a note that he was on drugs.

When I ran to him, he was with another kid his age.

Simon belong to a gang of street kids who hang out in Khayelitsha.

Would you happen to have the medical files for the rest of them?

Sure, but I haven't seen them in a while. As if they've vanished...

- Did you tell the police? - Tell them what?

That kids are disappearing.

Don't take it personally.

Excuse me, but the police couldn't care less about those street kids.

And I am being kind when I say that.

That is the other kid right there.

You look awful!

Try to sleep, Ali.

Those kids who are disappearing, I'm looking into it myself.

That's my son...

If any your girlfriends happen to see any of them...

Ok, ok.

I'm only asking you to mention it to people.

Maybe you'll hear something.

No running around, Mom. No running around.

Alright?

Why don't you just say it in my face that I am sick and old.

Ma...

You're sick and you're old.

Epkeen...

It's not a very Afrikaans' name.

Yeah, nah.

My father was a

State prosecutor during the apartheid.

Member of the Nationals Party.

Religious, you know.

Hardcore.

So I took my mama's name when I've turned 17.

How many you want?

- Three. - Three?

You make me hungry.

- Did you have a good trip? - Awful.

The flight was five hours late. The Zurich airport was snowed in.

But it was worthwhile, they're very interested.

- How much? - 40.

Cheers.

As soon as the trunks reach Zurich...

We have to move fast. One of the cops found the house.

Did you clean everything up?

Yes.

In 2 or 3 days it'll all be over.

In the meantime, we'll throw the cops a bone.

Shit.

Sleep well?

I have to run.

I completely forgot it's my turn to drop off the kids at the nannies.

- Kids? I thought you didn't have kids. - I don't. My boyfriend does.

Yah?

- Hey! I'm waiting here! - I'm here.

There you are.

I know, I know, I look like shit.

Kate Montgomery. A jogger found her this morning

at 06:30 a.m.

She lives up here,

in the houses with her father, Tony.

Tony Montgomery...

The singer?

Ya. We haven't been able to locate him yet.

Another student?

No, costume assistant in the movies.

You couldn't introduce me to a girl who's alive for change?

What do we have here?

At first glance, looks like we might have ourselves a pattern

methods the same as Nicole Weitz, but...

She put up a fight.

He left her no chance.

I want the DNA results today.

I'll do my best.

But, there's a twist...

B... Z... K...

"Bazokhala."

"Bazokhala"?

It's a Zulu war chant.

It means...

"We will make them cry."

I told her it wasn't prudent.

Did she go running on the beach every morning?

She is a...

She was a healthy athletic girl,

perfectly normal.

It was what Nicole Weitz's father said too.

We think it could be the same killer.

Hey, this is David. I'm not in.

It's a 99.9 % match with the DNA of the hair found on the victim's hand.

Stan Kwalana, 32 years old.

Drug dealing, robbery, violence...

Zulu?

It says, yeah, that he's colored.

But his surname is certainly is Zulu.

His dad must've been Zulu, his mom colored. But hey, I'm just guessing.

Ruby?

I used to be on intimate terms with both of them, you know...

Let me guess you happen to be in the area?

I'm in charge of investigating Kate Montgomery's death.

She recently worked as a stylist on video apparently.

You name came up as production assistant.

Three months ago, and...

I'm trying to piece together her personality profile.

You're so full of shit.

- And I am the one you come see? - Her death doesn't seem to bother you.

I barely knew the girl.

Ruby, would you just answer my questions?

Go ahead, detective.

When did you see Kate for the last time?

That's enough, Brian, this is ridiculous.

To the best of your acknowledge, was she taking drugs?

How on earth would I know?

Drugs and showbiz, it's not exactly oil and water, is it?

- I don't work in showbiz. - No.

But with your dentist and the stars,

surely you must be invited to scintillating dinner parties

with DV newsreaders, top models... I don't know.

You're not getting any better with age.

For someone who claimed they hated vulgarity...

Did David pass his exam?

- Call him and find out. - He won't answer my calls.

Top of his class, Brian.

And don't look so proud inspector whatever. No thanks to you.

Is there anything else you can tell me about Kate Montgomery, Miss?

"Mrs".

Rick and I are getting married.

Ahh, shame.

You'll never learn, eh?

Still going for guys who fuck around.

They screw you over too, you know.

Fuck you!

Hey! Who do you think you are, asshole?

Hey there, Ricky boy.

You bastard!

Have a lucky swim!

Where are you?

Nowhere special.

- Why? - Someone sent us a present.

- So you need me? - Yes!

Found in the trash containers of the police station.

Well, we found Stan.

Claw marks.

Don't you think it's a little too good to be true?

His head delivered to us like that on a silver platter.

Turns out he was illiterate.

He couldn't even write his own name.

And he got his kids writing on girls' corpses?

I don't think so.

You can't walk in like that...

Shut up!

You didn't like my gift?

I read about your brown bitch.

Don't tell me you can read.

I got girls who read for me.

I bet you know a lot about literature?

Oh, I have the Holy Bible written on my ass.

Where can I found them?

These bastards are fucking everywhere.

And the others, where are they?

The other way!

Are you all right?

Yah. Go! Go!

Move, move!

Move out of the way!

He's fine mama.

- He's fine. - Is he?

Where is he?

The man who killed Nicole Weitz and Kate Montgomery

has been positively identified by his DNA.

Stan Kwalana was a known drug dealer, who as far as we know

did not belong to any extremist political organization.

I wish to stress the fact,

that our police force did a remarkable job.

A couple of days rest, and he'll be on his feet.

Did you find anything?

There're only two 4x4s of this type in the area.

One belongs to a 77 year old man who never takes it

out of the garage.

And the other, belongs to a private security company,

DPS.

Epkeen, come with me. I want to talk to you.

As soon as I'm finished here.

Did you verify whether the company has a home security contract for the beach house?

Haven't you heard the investigation is over?

Doesn't it bother you your killer was illiterate?

Should it?

How could Stan have written "Bazokhala"?

The girl had his hair in her hand, and we got the DNA.

Set up.

Aren't you happy that for once you did a good job?

Does the company have a home security contract for the beach house?

I forbid you to answer that!

Rick van der Westhuizen went to the police and filed charges against you.

He didn't appreciated his little dip in the pool.

So while we're waiting for you to appear in the court, I'm suspending you.

In other words, get out! Now!

You're a shit, Kruger.

A nasty fucking piece of shit!

Fuck you, Epkeen!

Fuck you!

Oh fuck.

Hi.

What the hell are you doing here?

Marjorie?

Brian. Father of...

Good evening, sir.

How did you even find out where I was?

I am a cop. I heard about your exams.

I wanted to congratulate you.

- Are you going to celebrate? - I hope so!

I'm gonna wait for you inside.

Bye, sir.

Good manners, eh? She seems nice.

Mom said you came around to hassle her.

Are you jealous, is that it?

Of what?

Sleeping with the denty-King?

I don't think so.

You leave mum alone.

You've done enough hurt as it is.

For the deposit on your flat,

and for being a shit dad.

Detective?

Detective!

Detective!

Detective!

Sorry.

Hi, Jan.

I checked up on the security company.

You know, DPS, the security company?

Whoa, whoa. Wait a second.

Wait a second.

Ok, I'm listening.

DPS,

the security company.

Officially, there is no contract for the beach house.

But I, I took the liberty of hacking into DPS's computer system.

Over the past 6 months,

the offshore company that owns the house

paid over three million Rand to DPS!

Shit...

It's enough to monitor a lot of houses.

Yeah, well, in DPS's custom files

there's a South African cellphone number

that's listed for the offshore company.

Dr. Joost Opperman. The cellphone number belongs to him.

- What kind of doctor is he? - A strictly researcher.

A genius in molecular chemistry if I understood correctly.

Opperman.

Type in: "Opperman, Project Coast".

That's it.

The bastard who was part of Project Coast.

What, you haven't heard of it?

Nah, you're too young.

Nasty stuff, eh?

A secret project. Scientists and doctors were instructed by the regime

to develop chemical weapons, viruses, that sort of shit.

Anything they'd come up with to prevent blacks from increasing in number.

Dr. Opperman testified before the Truth and Reconciliation Commission.

Ah yeah, of course.

The Government gave us carte blanch.

We were about 200 scientists,

and our mission was to develop, what you might call,

an ethnic bomb.

Could you be more specific?

A chemical weapon.

A molecule capable of decimating the black population.

But I was following a Chain of Command.

My orders came from the top.

Not my place to question them.

These girls...

They are... just the tip of the iceberg.

Opperman has developed a molecule that makes people go crazy

and disguised in the form of tik.

He used Cat's gang to dump it off on street kids in the township.

That would explain why these kids are disappearing.

They must've killed each other or themselves.

Like the youngster you found in the pipe.

Yeah, but what about Nicole Weitz?

Probably not part of the plan.

The beach house was their lab, Stan was watching over it.

He must've had the bright idea to sell tik to white kids on the side.

Where is this Dr. Opperman?

He left the country after being amnestied by the commission.

It's like he vanished into thin air.

If you like, I can try and trace his bank accounts.

My friend Kruger isn't gonna like this, eh?

That's why we'll not go to tell him.

Hey!

Didn't you have an operation last night?

Go and check out the security company.

What the fuck are you doing?

I am going to see Cat.

We're leaving tonight.

I need you to clean up. Thoroughly.

And don't forget the girl with the pigs.

Fucking psychopath.

Mom?

Hello, son. Are you all right?

Are you feeling better?

I'm a tough Zulu man, you know.

What's that noise?

They just open the window of my room.

- You must be careful of... - Drafts...

Yes.

I know.

You know my friend Mahimbo?

She thinks she saw one of your kids, about a week ago.

Where?

Near the Lengezi church.

There is a girl there, the minister's maid,

she's running the soup kitchen for the poor in the neighborhood.

Maybe she's been in contact with these kids.

Don't wear yourself out, Mom.

Don't forget that I'm a tough Zulu woman!

As much as you!

I know.

I know.

Ya, Jan?

Guess who is in charge of logistics of Project Coast?

A young officer by the name of Frank De Beer.

Who is now the owner of the DPS Security Company.

Looking for something?

Hello?

Hello, Brian? Can you hear me?

Thanks, Jan.

Is this vehicle yours?

Belongs to the company.

Are you the owner, Mr...?

De Beer. Yes, I am. Why?

Do you use it often?

We use it for around! I asked you why?

And I'm asking you, to change your tone of voice.

This is a security agency not a tourist information center.

I am investigating a car accident.

A 4x4 like yours was involved in a hit-and-run.

I'm the only one who uses it.

You keep it clean, eh?

Is that against the law?

Can I take a look?

Thanks for your cooperation.

It's good to know there are still honest citizens like yourself

in this crime driven mess of a country.

Get out of here!

Go back to the Shebeen?

Yeah! I want to bring Cat in for questioning.

You want to get us killed? Last time wasn't enough for you?

Round up your men, Adams.

Round them up!

Haven't you heard?

The investigation is over.

Go get some rest.

Yes?

Who are they?

Did you lose them?

Don't take any risk.

Don't forget you are talking to a man who is suspended anyhow.

Ok.

Come on!

Knock knock!

Anyone home?

Miss!

What're you doing here, auntie?

Come on, man!

Get back in the car, both hands on the steering wheel. Leave the door open, eh?

You're early, Dave...

Fuck!

It isn't the good looking one?

Where is Cat?

He cleaned up shop before leaving.

We won't be seeing him around.

Didn't you see?

It can rest in peace, they won't talk.

What about you?

I'm no fool.

I know that lunatic. I hid out.

Besides, he knows I'll never talk.

You know where he is?

I'm not scared of a nigger like you. Your suit's too fancy.

You are drunk!

You wanna rape me?

Yeah?

Aha?

Where is the address?

Dr. Joost Opperman, February the 2nd, 2012.

I'm resuming my research within the parameters of the Project Coast,

but with a very different objective.

February 8th, 2012.

Phase 1 of the M.A.O. clinical trial.

An intracellular molecule that modulates synaptic concentration.

Opperman has been receiving regular bank transfers for months now.

Like a salary.

Yeah, but who's paying him?

Two seconds.

Dr. Joost Opperman, March the 17th, 2012.

In order to find the proper doses to avoid side effects,

we developed a clinical protocol to be tested on humans.

The young population whose loyalty we have fostered through tik addiction.

After a long period of trial and error

due to suicidal reactions or abnormally aggressive behavior

we are able to affirm today that the test were conclusive.

Bingo. Covence Pharmaceuticals...

This molecule will enable us to develop a new

medicinal product that will revolutionize healthcare.

A new medication that will treat all forms of depression

with no side effects.

This medication is the makings of a blockbuster.

- Watch her. - Yes, sir.

Good evening, sir.

- What church is that? - Lengezi.

It's a mass grave, with children and teenagers.

Bodies been eaten by the pigs. Filthy beasts...

How did you find this place?

The Minister found his maid murdered, with another woman.

It's here?

- Brian? - Ruby.

You have to come now! Who are these guys?

Ruby!

Listen to me Detective very hard.

Get over to your ex-wife's place on the double, with the hard disk

and everything else you stole from my office.

If you are not here in 20 minutes, I'll starting having fun with her.

She's got a nice ass.

You piece of shit. You fucking touch her...

Where is Cat?

Where is Cat?

Ali! Call me back, for fuck sake!

Ruby!

Brian!

Sit.

Stop it!

Search him.

In my back pocket.

Did you make a copy?

I didn't have time, you fucking prick...

Talk, I'm listening.

Fuck you!

Are you crazy?

- You are sick. - Be quiet, please.

What's the use of having a gun, if it's not loaded?

You're going to kill us, aren't you? We've got nothing to do with him!

He's an asshole.

I'm sure we can find an agreement.

I got money. Lots of money.

What do you suggest?

How much do you want?

Give me a price.

I am paying you.

Two million for you.

I still need her.

Three million, for the two of us.

Four.

Two million. And I'll let you go.

Don't you leave me, Rick.

Why did you have to hook up with a guy like that?

This is your fault!

Shit!

Let me go to my computer, I'll transfer the money right away.

You fucking prick!

- You'll be ok. - You motherfucker.

You can do everything from a computer now.

It's... It's amazingly efficient.

Jesus Christ Brian, who are these fucking animals?

Don't worry.

- I'll get us out of here. - Alright, lead the way.

We want them to think it's a feat of jealousy.

I'll take care of the trunks. We'll meet at the airfield.

Your ankle is untied.

You could make it to the next house, right?

Oh yeah? And to get out, I'll teleport myself.

We are locked in!

- I'll deal with that. - How?

Don't tell me you've forgotten how hardheaded I am?

Such a dick.

What are you gonna do? Smash it with your head?

No brain no pain, ha?

You aren't getting any better with age.

I probably won't, eh?

Get better with age.

But I'll always love you, you bitch.

Fuck you.

- Brian. - Run!

Run, for fuck sake!

Run!

Where the fuck are you going?

- Fucking little bitch. - Don't you fucking touch her!

- You gonna watch this! - Ruby!

I'll fucking kill you!

Come here.

I'll show you, pretty girl.

Fucking bitch!

I'll show you, bitch!

I'm sorry.

Klaasens Road in Bishopscourt. Don't forget the ambulance.

You know where Ali is?

He's been unreachable all morning.

The last time I talked to him was in the middle of the night.

He wanted some information about a ranch in Namibia.

Yebo, Baba.

- You look worse than usual. - I'll tell you about it later.

What are you doing here?

I spoke to Janet.

Can I take a look?

We got everything we need to lock 'em up.

Opperman, the lab...

Ali! Are you listening to me?

This won't bring them back.

Your mother, Dan, and all the others...

It won't bring them back.

Fuck Ali, do you hear me?

Not this way.

Not you.

Don't you dare give me lessons!

I know this shit by heart.

I've been reciting it for 40 years!

Brian,

let go of my weapon.

- Let go. - Not this way.

Let go!

What are you doing here, you dirty...

Mister Ali, you're not going to shoot me?

The asshole is the white guy.

The Devil in person.

Please don't, please.

Just so you know,

I made a copy.

Please... Please...

Forgive me, please.

I see something, two o'clock.

Yebo, Baba.

Thanks.

I'd like to have a second stone engraved as well.

Did someone else die?

A few years ago.

It's taken me a while to get around here.