-[button clicks] -[tape recorder whirring]
[man on tape] Time of recording is 10:49 on the 30th of December 2021,
at an undisclosed safe house in the Western Cape.
Please, state your name for the record.
[woman 1] Janet Nkosana.
[woman 2] One more time. From the beginning.
[morose droning music plays]
[Janet inhales deeply]
It was before my time,
but it all started when Julius Khumalo approached Point of Grace
regarding an adoption plan.
[nurse] Breathe!
-[Janet] He met someone from the agency… -Big push!
[Janet] …and they agreed on a fee in exchange for the baby…
[baby cries]
[Janet] Phume.
Just cancel the deal, all right?
No, I didn't cash it so the money's still there.
So call it off, okay?
[man 1] Was Mrs. Khumalo aware?
[Janet] She was clueless.
But it was too late.
[baby continues crying]
[sinister music plays]
[baby continues crying]
You need to find the architect. Find Lisbeth Molapo.
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood is thicker, blood is stronger ♪
["Candy Flip" by Dwayne Jr. plays]
♪ …rocket ship, yeah ♪
♪ Issa trip, you gon' love it When you get there ♪
♪ It's my favorite place **** get crazy when you get there ♪
♪ Crazy round here ♪
♪ Crazy round here yeah ♪
♪ Lost in the sky and I'm drifting ♪
♪ I'm giving you what you're missing ♪
♪ I'm giving you what you're missing… ♪
[in Tswana] Have you spoken to Mama recently?
I feel like she's avoiding me.
I can't speak for your mom, she's an adult and does what she wants.
[in English] I just--
Ever since Madam Nwabisa's disappearance, I just feel like she also went AWOL…
It's just odd.
Well, then, why don't you just say what you want to say?
Okay. [clears throat]
If you knew something about Madam Nwabisa's disappearance,
you would say something to the police or me, right?
If I knew something, yes.
♪ It's my favorite place **** get crazy when you get there ♪
♪ Crazy round here ♪
♪ Crazy round here, yeah ♪
♪ Lost in the sky and I'm drifting… ♪
♪ I'm giving you what you're missing ♪
[doorbell rings]
-Hi. -Hi.
[tender ethereal music plays]
Did, uh, Puleng tell you that I also applied to Parkhurst?
-Oh, yeah? -I mean, yeah.
Still waiting to hear about the scholarship,
but next year, we could all be in the same school.
-Hmm. -How dope!
Yeah, that's awesome.
-So awesome. -Come, I'll show you around.
[sighs]
We painted it last year, but…
we've kept it the same for 17 years, just praying that this day will come.
[dramatic musical flourish plays]
So, how much longer are we supposed to stay here?
As long as it takes to put the major players behind bars.
[sighs] When are you going to look into Matla Molapo, like I suggested?
When you give us something concrete to work with, Janet.
Representing Point of Grace is not enough to pursue a case.
[sighs] His role in this is just so much bigger.
He's just brilliant at covering his tracks.
Sooner or later, everyone slips up.
When that happens,
we'll be ready.
[Puleng] Those are from when you were born.
Yeah, 16th of August, in Cape Town at 3:00 p.m.,
with a full head of hair. [chuckles]
Hello, reflux.
[all chuckle]
[phone vibrating]
Thank you for coming.
I know that it's a very difficult time for your family.
Any update on Mrs. Bhele?
Uh, we're holding up,
and the police are doing their best.
You know, I named you Phumelele after your great-grandmother.
She was a trendsetter. [chuckles] Just like you.
[chuckles softly]
[gentle music plays]
Am I a Zulu?
Yes! [laughs]
Our family's from Amanzimtoti.
Yep. [chuckles]
And, um…
-My biological father, is he-- -Uh, Siya…
um, would you mind making Fiks some of your special milkshake?
Oh, okay.
Does he think Mr. Khumalo is my father?
Yeah. A tiny bit.
And did you?
I mean, like, before all the DNA stuff.
I just thought we could talk about everything today.
Like, does he know about me?
Are you gonna tell him?
-It's complicated, Fikile. -How?
[in Zulu] No, Fikile, stop with the questions.
[in English] No, seriously, like, what more is there to hide?
-Ma? -Not now, Puleng.
[sighs sadly]
I'm sorry, Fikile.
I don't think now is a good time for us to talk about this.
Then when is?
Do you not think I deserve to know the truth?
This was pointless.
Can we go home?
You are at your home.
[in Zulu] You're home, my child.
-[in English] Fiks, can we just-- -I'm sorry, Puleng, I can't.
[melancholic music plays]
[in Zulu] My child.
[in Xhosa] Don't give up on her.
Some things are hard to discuss with children.
[phone chimes]
[phone vibrates]
[beeps]
[in English] Hello?
Ma?
-Mama, is that you? -Let me see, let me see.
Nwabisa? Nwabisa?
Nwabi, is that you-- Nwabis--
[dial tone pulses]
Oh, it was a disaster. I don't get why she's being like this.
I'm sure there's a good reason, Puleng.
[sighs] Yeah, well…
Anyway, how's camping?
Uh, it's okay.
Just wish you were here with me.
Yeah, no. Camping is the worst.
Like, I don't get why anyone would go somewhere just to be dirty all the time.
[doorbell rings]
I-- [laughs] It's not that bad.
Wade, can I call you back?
Uh, o-okay.
Cool.
Cool. Miss you too.
[woman] Wade, come get your breakfast.
[squishing]
["My Own Heart" by Atlay playing]
Someone did kak here!
Bu…
Fikile, I--
-[in Zulu] Hello, Aunty. -Lunga, hello.
-[in English] Hey! -I-- [chuckles] How are you?
Oh my goodness, I completely forgot you were coming.
[in Zulu] Ah, no problem.
-[in English] Mm-- Lunga! -No.
-Cuz, how are you?
Siya, what are they feeding you?
[Puleng gasps] Oh!
-Ah! You always have the best timing. -[laughs]
You know what, you guys are great for my ego.
-[Puleng] Mm-hmm? [chuckles] -Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
How long are you staying for?
Uh, Lunga's staying with us until he gets residence at--
-Awesome! -Yeah. Hey, I got everyone gifts.
-But, hey, no peeking, all right? -Okay.
And I-- Ooh! [in Zulu] So, where is Mr. Julius?
[in English] Um, I'll tell you everything.
Or at least everything I know.
[melancholic music plays]
We'll trace the call.
Okay?
But it could be from anyone.
It's been three weeks now, detective.
Should we be preparing for the worst?
Any eventuality is possible.
What I can promise you is
that we are doing everything we can to find her.
I hope you find her.
And arrest her.
-[in Xhosa] No, Fikile. -No, Dad.
[in English] She did this.
She lied to us.
I mean, who could get into jail and take her, honestly?
She ran away and now we're stuck to pick up the pieces.
[in Xhosa] Don't talk like that, Fikile.
-[English] We don't know the whole story. -No. We don't know anything, do we?
[Zama] Have you told Wade about your smoochie with KB?
[sighs] No. And I don't think I can, Zama.
[Zama] Friend, you know it's a bad idea not to.
I mean, don't let this bite you in the vajayjay later.
I know. I…
-Um, Zama, I'll call you back later, okay? -[phone beeps]
Hi.
-I'm sorry about what happened earlier. -It's fine.
How are you feeling?
So, remember when you said you'd help me find my father?
I really need you to come through on that, just you and me, no more lies.
Please?
As sisters?
Yeah.
Sisters. [chuckles softly]
[exhales heavily] So, where do we start?
["Molo" by Jst Sako plays]
No peeking, please.
Mmm, No. This feels weird.
-I'm gonna take it off. -No, no, no.
Patience is a virtue.
Virtue? That's rich coming from you.
[sighs happily]
This is incredible.
-Wait. I didn't know you could cook. -Mmm, I'm, uh…
I'm full of surprises.
[sighs]
[man clears throat]
-Sorry, we forgot your bisque. -Just put it down and fuck off.
Come on.
A little lie and a caterer.
Lot better than me giving us food poisoning.
[ice crunches]
Wendy?
Okay, I have something to tell you.
Remember that Future Leaders program?
They kind of offered me a rotary exchange.
But-- [chuckles] But that's amazing.
In Spain.
For six months.
Good for you.
We're not a thing. Remember?
Okay, Chris, I'm sorry. I should've given you a heads-up.
I leave in the first week of the new semester.
I'm proud of you.
For doing all the things.
I just have to find someone else to help me evade my taxes.
"Avoid." Not "evade."
Mm, same thing.
[laughs]
[phone vibrates]
Oh, shoot.
[beeps]
Yes, yes, of course.
Um, I-- I was just finishing up cleaning. I was just… cleaning.
Yeah, I'm on my way.
-[phone beeps] -I have to go.
[Wendy sighs]
Are you sure you're okay with all of this?
Of course.
I'm already planning my, uh, summer in Spain.
[chuckles]
I'll see you later.
Bye.
[phone chimes]
-[in Afrikaans] So, how are things? -This place's better than the other place.
Oof!
-[phone vibrates] -Ah, sorry.
I'll be back.
-[in English] Hi. -[woman] Hi.
Our records show there's an outstanding payment from last month.
I'd just like to check when it will be settled.
Yes, uh, sorry about that. I'll get that done by the end of the week.
Um, can you maybe just resend the invoice to my email address?
I'm good for it.
I promise. Okay?
Call the Underground Pub where I work, speak to the manager. They'll tell you.
Thank you.
Thanks.
[phone chimes]
[sighs heavily]
We know about the Point of Grace cheque book.
I need you to know that I did not take any of that money.
Fikile…
for the past 17 years, in my heart, you've been my child.
But I made a mistake before you were born.
One that I'll have to take responsibility for.
I don't want to cause any more pain for the two of you.
I think you should go.
That's okay, Mr. Khumalo.
I'm not your problem anymore.
Thanks for your time, though.
[voice breaks] Your father was… Thandeka's client
when she worked for Belmont Accounting.
That's all I know.
I didn't want to know any more details.
Thank you.
[police chattering indistinctly]
-This is harassment. -We have a valid warrant, Mr. Molapo.
-Your wife is now a person of interest. -On what grounds?
Cooperate, tell us where she is, and you'll get leniency.
Get out of my house.
[tense pulsing electronic music plays]
[phone vibrates]
["WAGMI" by Tyler Page plays]
Hey, what's up?
[Chris sighs] It's official, Reece. My academic appeal was denied.
Shit, Chris.
Couldn't your parents do anything?
I don't think it registered.
It's not like it really matters to them anyway, so…
I, on the other hand, might have to move to a different country.
[scoffs mildly] Don't be so dramatic.
At least you'll have your pick of the litter again.
Thank you, Reece. Always such a comfort.
By the way, what ever happened with you and Miss President of the World
after your kiss at the matric ball?
-Like, are you guys a thing now? -Wendy? No, I'd never seriously go there.
It just shows you that ice queens can't resist--
-Wendy… -Don't.
-Wendy, come on. -[Reece snickers] Oh, shit. Busted!
I was just acting.
We're not a real thing, remember?
Mm, yeah. Sure.
Wendy.
Wendy, come on.
♪ I hold my breath, as you say ♪
♪ "We're gonna make it, I guess" ♪
♪ When you know, you know… ♪
Hi.
Um…
I can't stay too long.
Yeah, me too.
So?
Looks like my mom could be involved in this whole Nwabisa disappearance thing.
And it looks like there's a…
there's a witness willing to testify.
I'm so sorry, KB.
Are you okay, though?
I feel like shit.
And you?
How've you been? I haven't seen you since the matric ball.
Well… same mess, different day.
My best friend's in the middle of nowhere living with her grandmother.
I cheated on my boyfriend with my ex.
You haven't told anyone about the kiss, right?
Come on, what do you take me for?
Uh, the guy who wrote a diss track about his hookups
and performed it in front of his high school?
Okay, look, I won't tell anyone,
but… I don't regret it.
What?
[chuckles softly] The kiss.
Okay, well…
I've gotta go.
We can still talk, though, right?
You know, this whole thing with my mom has me offside, and…
you're the only one who gets it, besides Fiks.
Yeah, of course.
Cool.
♪ So let's pretend ♪
♪ There's no end ♪
♪ No yesterday ♪
♪ We're gonna make it ♪
[Fikile sighs]
[in Xhosa] Thai, Indian, or you will have a burger?
Um… Indian.
Uh…
[groans softly]
Bhelekazi, my child,
every family has a bad year.
But this coming new year,
uh, will be much better for us, okay?
-[sighs] Indian? -[in English] Yeah.
["Afraid" by Atlay playing]
[phone vibrates]
[beep]
Hello?
Mama? [whimpers]
[sniffles] Mama, is that you?
Mama, if it's you, please just say something.
Mama?
-[sighs sadly] -[phone beeps]
♪ …when the midnight breeze blows by ♪
♪ I'm afraid I may be lonely forever ♪
♪ Afraid my last kiss was in December ♪
♪ Afraid that all… ♪
[both chuckle softly]
I'm glad you made it back for New Year's Eve.
-For you, I'd travel back in time. -[both chuckle]
Wow.
-[Wade] So, I got us champagne. -Mmm.
You want to do that thing they do in the movies?
Where they-- Where they-- Where they wrap it around, yeah.
-Like this? -Mm-hmm.
[phone chimes]
[people cheering]
Sam… it won't be forever, okay?
If we play by the rules.
♪ I grab the keys to my car ♪
♪ I reverse out the garage ♪
♪ No one's on the driveway to wave ♪
♪ Goodbye ♪
♪ I'm afraid I may be lonely forever ♪
♪ Afraid my last kiss was in December ♪
♪ Afraid I… ♪
[Siya] I'm in! I'm in! I'm going to Parkhurst!
-Oh my goodness! Aw, Siya! -Of course you are! [laughs]
-[both] Congratulations. -What's happening?
-I'm going to Parkhurst. -Oh my gosh, Siya!
[messages chiming]
♪ I'm lonely, I need some company ♪
[crowd cheering]
Welcome to another year at Parkhurst High.
[students cheer]
This year, we are adding something special to Orientation Week.
As you can see,
each matriculant has a grade eight mentee assigned to them.
-[Principal Daniels continues] -Hey.
Are you Siya Khumalo?
Yeah. Why?
You're Puleng and Fikile's brother, right?
Yeah.
Puleng's in my sister Leigh-Anne's year. Come hang with us afterwards.
Cool.
[Daniels] …with the utmost respect.
Hey.
[Daniels] A warm welcome to you all.
[all applaud]
In other news, I would like to take this opportunity
to give a very special mention to…
Wendy Dlamini.
[all applaud]
As of next week, Miss Dlamini will be joining
the Future Leaders Foreign Exchange Program in Spain!
[all applaud and cheer]
[intriguing music plays]
[students chattering indistinctly]
Chris. Uh… Psst!
Hi. Hi, there. Um…
I-- I think you're in the wrong class. This-- This is grade 11.
I'm well aware of where I am.
Thanks, Wade.
[laughs] Back to grade 11.
-[camera app clicks] -[laughs]
[phones chiming]
What the hell?
Dude, are you seeing this?
Yeah, back at Parkhurst, huh?
[knocking]
Sorry I'm late, ma'am. I didn't realize you moved office.
It's temporary.
As we discussed at the end of last year, your community service starts today.
You will assist the cleaning staff,
every day after school.
Don't let me regret my decision, Ms. van Rensburg.
If I hear even a whisper about you dealing at the school--
Uh, got it, ma'am. Shiny floors, no drug dealing. I promise.
Thank you so, so much.
Reece, remember,
not a word to anyone about Mr. Ferreira's antics.
[suspenseful music playing]
[in Xhosa] What can I help you with?
I'd like to talk to one of your detectives.
My name is Lisbeth Molapo.
["Dreams" by Yung Nusa playing]
♪ Don't know what I'm on… ♪
It's gonna be the longest year of my fricking life.
Bro, this year is already fucked up for all of us.
So we've got no choice but to have each other's backs.
-And make the best of it, yeah? -[Fikile] Hey.
Hey.
[Chris] Reece, what the fuck?
How come Daniels forgives you for dealing but makes me repeat grade 11?
Do you want me to go to jail, Chris?
The worst thing that's gonna happen to you is you might actually learn something.
You okay?
We're here for you.
Yeah, dude, talk to us, huh?
-I mean, we all made it this far together. -Yeah.
[sighs] KB's right, huh?
We made it this far, so no flaking this year.
No flaking.
Mm-hmm. Tough times never last.
Only tough people last, huh?
-[babbling] -[all laugh]
-All right. [laughs] -[phone vibrates]
[sighs] I've gotta go scrub some toilets
if I wanna make my shift at the pub tonight.
-See you guys later. -Kill it.
I've gotta go too.
Grade 11 stuff.
-[sarcastically] Fun. -[sympathetically] Mm.
[KB chuckles]
-Shame, man. -Nah, he'll be fine.
[melancholic piano music playing]
Oh.
[stops playing piano]
So this is where you've been hiding.
Come on, Wendy. Would you tell you if you failed grade 11?
Yeah, whatever.
You could've told me.
I would've helped you.
I'm sorry.
But you-- you told me you were leaving
and I thought you were embarrassed about us, so I panicked.
Oh, and "ice queen"? That really hurt.
I'm sorry.
Let me make it up to you.
I need to go set up for orientation.
I-- I'll grab my bag and I'll come help you.
No, Chris.
It's for matrics only.
Let me understand, uh, you correctly.
At the time of Phume's kidnapping,
you had just closed a highly-contested business deal
requiring you to, uh, relocate.
Except… you wrote a letter that suggests otherwise.
What this letter suggests,
which is the truth,
is that we had people lobbying against us.
People who went to a lot of trouble to ruin our deal.
I left… to protect my family.
So why come back now?
To clear my name.
For my son's sake.
See, everything I've done, I've done to protect him.
That is why I'm here, talking to you without a lawyer.
Because… [scoffs]
I've got nothing to hide.
[Puleng] So I've looked through my mom's old files
from when she used to work at Belmont,
and I didn't find anything on her old clients.
Okay.
But why don't you maybe come by the house again?
-And you can ask her again-- -Uh… I can't.
I'm sorry, but one mother lying to me my entire life
is all I can deal with right now.
It's fine.
I guess this is just another one of my life's unsolved mysteries.
["John Vuli Gate" by Mapara A Jazz plays]
[young man] Hey, Khumalo.
I'll take that juice, thanks.
Oh, it's for me and KB.
Respect the grade 12s. Now come here.
-[friend] He's Fikile Bhele's brother. -So? Give me that juice.
How about you get your own juice, bro?
Hey! I'm talking to you.
Yo, chill, man.
-Like this? -KB!
[bully laughing]
What the hell? Leave him alone.
-Or what? -[Chris] Or I'll knock your teeth out!
-Hey, hey, hey! -Guys, stop it!
[bully] Get off me. Get off!
Chris, you're not even allowed to be here.
-Are you okay? -What a pussy!
Apologize to Siya
or I'm taking you straight to Principal Daniels.
Go ahead. See how that works out for you.
[chuckles]
[detective] This is a sketch of a woman seen in a taxi with baby Phume
outside the hospital.
Looks just like you in this photo from 2003.
Don't you agree?
Could be me, could be someone else.
[sighs] Why don't you just bring in the person that did the sketch
and see if they can identify me from a lineup?
Coincidentally, the witness died last week.
Oh.
[tense music plays]
That's unfortunate.
Thanks for bringing Siya back home.
It's all good.
-Fiks wanted to come too, but-- -Yeah.
[KB] Anyway, I-- I'm glad I got to see you too.
Well, I'm gonna go back inside.
-[inhales sharply] -Puleng…
I don't want us to be over, and I know you don't want that either.
KB, I'm-- I'm with Wade.
I've moved on.
Have you?
How's Siya?
Not great.
It was very sweet of KB to bring him home.
[sighs] Yeah, they're pretty tight.
KB is his mentor at school.
You two seem very tight too.
[tender music plays]
I thought Wade was in the picture now.
[sighs]
You don't get to interrogate me, Ma.
Especially since you don't want to tell Fikile who her father is.
-She doesn't want to come to this house. -That is between Fikile and I.
It's not.
It's affecting all of us.
First, you drive Dad away with your secrets, and now Fikile too?
He's the one who left me!
[glass clinks on table]
Shortly after we got married,
your father panicked and asked for space.
I moved into a flat with a friend of mine two months after my wedding.
I was humiliated.
So I partied.
A lot.
And then one night I went to a client's farewell party at his art studio.
Anthony Gabisa.
He smelled good.
And he gave me the kind of attention that--
that I needed.
[sighs heavily]
You're the one who wanted to know the truth.
A few days later, he left for LA.
And your dad came back home.
Everything was good.
Until I found out that I was pregnant.
-[phone beeps] -Is this him?
Yes.
Why don't you just tell Fikile all of this, Ma?
Because I don't want her to think that she was a mistake.
Now, I know you, Puleng.
So don't you go looking for that man.
[in Zulu] My child…
[in English] One choice can affect your whole life.
So, if you want to be with Wade,
then be with Wade.
Don't string KB along.
Please, Puleng…
don't make the same mistakes that I did.
["Bekezela" by uSanele feat. Bongeziwe Mabandla plays]
I kind of look like him.
Yeah. Yeah, you do.
He's, uh, been in Cape Town for the past five years now.
Oh, and get this.
He… showcases every first Thursday in the month
as part of some community outreach program.
I'll send you the link.
Wait. That's, like, this Thursday.
Yeah.
So…
Should we go?
Yeah.
-Yeah? -Yeah. [chuckles]
Thank you, Puleng.
[sniffles]
What are we doing here, detectives?
Every shred of evidence is circumstantial. You've got nothing to hold me on.
We have a witness who is willing to testify
that you were directly involved in Phume's kidnapping.
I challenge you to find any transaction to Point of Grace or any account
that's linked to me in exchange for a baby.
[tense music plays]
-[sighs] -[scoffs]
The only person who had anything to gain from kidnapping that baby
is Nwabisa Bhele.
Didn't she admit to having her for 17 years?
[door opening]
Sir.
[grunts]
Janet Nkosana has been unreachable for hours now, sir.
-Was she moved? -No.
Sir, there's something else you need to see.
It's about Nwabisa Bhele.
[Janet] How did you find us here?
[menacing music plays]
-What are you gonna do with us? -[man] Shut the fuck up.
No more questions.
Come.
[exhales] Uh, can I just go to the bathroom?
-No. -Please? It's my stomach.
One minute.
["Squad Master" by K.Keed plays]
♪ Bitch, when I touch down You can meet me outside ♪
♪ Deep in the trenches I feel gorgeous, I'm alive ♪
♪ They wanna take a picture with me I'm that guy ♪
♪ I'm from the hood so I know how… ♪
Hey, are you okay?
What if it's the wrong Anthony?
I spoke to Ma.
It's definitely him.
Guys, I think let's…
Let's give her some space and regroup here in an hour.
Thanks, KB.
Hey.
You're gonna be okay.
♪ So I bleed on it ♪
♪ I pull up like Shangi-Chi How I got my rings on me… ♪
[phones chiming]
So, I'm-- I'm gonna get something to eat. Wanna come?
-Yeah, sure. -Hey!
-Oh my gosh! Oh! Aw. -[laughs]
Good to see you. Uh, guys, this is my cousin Lunga.
Yo, what up?
KB.
Ah, the KB Molapo.
Wade.
Of course, the boyfriend. What up, man?
Whatever. Let's go get fucked up, man.
Don't mind him. Um, we were just about to get something to eat.
-Do you wanna come? -Yeah, sure.
-You have any trouble finding the place? -No.
[in Zulu] What's happening here?
[scoffs]
Is this even packing?
[in English] You know, most young people would be ecstatic
to get the chance to go to Spain.
[in Zulu] I mean, it's a beautiful place to advance your career prospects.
[in English] Right? Okay.
[dreamy music playing]
What is it?
Talk to me.
["Too Late For Mama" by Mpho Sebina playing]
Is there anything that you regret doing,
or not doing?
Sometimes, I…
I wish I hadn't worked so hard.
Really?
[in Zulu] Sometimes in life…
we regret not spending time with our loved ones.
[in English] We regret not spending enough time with our loved ones,
you know, creating good memories, whether good or bad, but…
I missed so much with you.
[in Zulu] We women have to give up a lot more for our aspirations, don't we?
-[knocking] -[door opens]
[in English] Ma'am, you have a call.
[in Zulu] I guess, my baby, what I'm trying to say
is that aspiration is relative to time and life stages.
Um, and pack better.
[Wendy chuckles]
[Wade in English] Oh, there we go. Thank you.
["Ewe Kwedini" by T. Em x uFezekile plays]
Oh, I really like that one. It's really nice.
Hey, uh, lovebirds, I'm gonna have to leave you two, okay? Okay? Behave.
He seems cool.
Yeah. He is cool.
What's wrong? Is there s-something on my face?
-Is it the flavor? They only had this fl-- -No, no. No, Wade, um…
Take a walk with me.
Let's sit down.
So, um… remember at-- at the matric ball,
my card got full so I went to go get another one?
Uh-huh.
I ran into KB and…
something sort of happened.
[hesitating] S-S-Sort of?
What do you mean? Did something sort of happen,
or did something actually happen?
We-- We kissed.
So while I was waiting for you, you were busy swapping spit with KB?
-No. But-- -Do you still like him?
No.
No, Wade, I want to be with you.
I-- I think I should go.
Wade…
Yeah, I'm-- I'm gonna go.
Wade, please, just…
Can we talk about it?
[sighs]
Well, well, well, don't you both look like sunshine?
KB, delete Puleng from your head and just move on, for all our sakes.
You won't understand, Reece.
[Chris] I do, unfortunately.
Oh, don't ask.
Love sucks, get sucked.
Or whatever helps you to forget.
But Reece is right, KB. You need to get back out there.
-[Lunga] Hi. Hey. -[Reece] Hi.
Hey. I'm Lunga Vezi. So are you guys still looking for a bartender?
Look, I-- I make a great Zulu-tini.
Uh, speak to the manager.
-Manager? -Yes.
All right. Thanks, yeah.
Lunga.
This is, uh, more than just Puleng, yeah?
Let's just say, I need my own place, man.
Before my dad and I kill each other. You know?
Why don't you come stay with me?
I mean, there's rooms in that house I haven't even been into
in, like, six months.
-You sure? -Yeah.
I'd actually appreciate the company.
All right. Bet, bro.
Let's take a snap.
Put it on the dating apps--
-Just smile, man. -Come on.
The streets need to know KB is back in town, baby.
-Smile. -[camera app clicks]
["Don't Run Away" by Yashna playing]
Now, who said to kill doesn't require gentleness?
It's a quote.
By Nawal El Saadawi.
That's what inspired this piece.
Oh, your work's incredible.
You an artist too?
Oh. [chuckles] No, I'm still in high school.
Ah, I see.
You look familiar.
My name is Fikile Bhele.
Anthony Gabisa.
Lovely meeting you.
All the best figuring things out, Fikile Bhele.
[chuckles nervously]
Wait.
I, um…
I actually came here to tell you something.
["Skeleton Move" by Master KG plays]
I'm out. Enjoy.
-See you. -[laughs]
♪ Remember the road That will lead you home ♪
♪ Wanetwa mos ♪
♪ That will lead you home… ♪
Um…
What are you…
-What are you doing here? -I can't stop thinking about you.
And I don't want to miss out on whatever this is.
It doesn't really fit in my plans, but it's not supposed to. Right?
What I'm trying to say is, Chris, I like you.
A lot.
And I'm sorry.
Uh, I'm-- I'm sorry too.
And I like you too, a lot.
Hey, what the hell?
Excuse me. Who are you?
Can you give us some space, weirdo?
Wendy, um…
I…
How are we gonna do this? You're-- You're leaving.
People do long distance.
Right?
Yeah, but-- but only when they're a proper thing.
Like, are we… are we a proper thing?
Well, we're something.
Okay.
I'll take that something.
♪ …road that will lead you home ♪
♪ Ooh, wanetwa mos ♪
♪ That will lead you home ♪
♪ Master, Master KG ♪
Everything okay? What is it?
-[tapping glass] -[woman] Good evening, everyone.
My name is Riley Morgan, and don't worry, I'm not going to take up too much--
[Riley] Fikile! No!
-[sobbing] -[dialogue imperceptible]
I just wanted to say, on behalf of my firm,
how proud we are to be the key sponsor and partner
of the incredible and uber-talented Anthony Gabisa.
[all applauding]
[tense ethereal music plays]
-[lighter clicking] -[man chuckles]
["Just A Taste" by Luka Sio plays]
You've been scarce.
I mean, I wouldn't mind if you didn't have a debt to settle.
I'm sorry, I got caught.
I couldn't risk seeing you till things settled.
Totally. I respect that.
See, the thing is, it's not me you owe.
I'll come up with the money.
I promise.
Okay.
Better be soon.
'Cause I won't be able to help you if things get ugly.
Yeah.
Are you saying my wife staged her own kidnapping?
That is what the evidence suggests.
[Brian breathes deeply]
[suspenseful music plays]
Karabo, your mother and I are innocent.
Please don't do anything you will regret, son.
[in Tswana] I'm leaving. I need a couple weeks to clear my head.
I forbid you to leave this house!
Karabo!
[in English] Hello, my boy.
Ma?
[tense music rising]
[Fikile exclaims]
[closing theme music playing]
♪ Let me find you ♪
♪ In our story ♪
♪ Where our souls intertwine in glory ♪
♪ I can feel you in my spirit ♪
♪ My heart, it is bruised ♪
♪ And you're my healing ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water ♪
♪ Blood ♪
♪ Blood and water-er-er ♪
♪ Blood's thick and blood's strong ♪
♪ Blood runs and blood runs ♪
♪ Blood's thicker, blood's stronger ♪