-Come, come! Behave! -What are you doing?
-Behave. Come! Let's go. -Please, I'm begging you. Please.
Just do as I tell you.
-You'll be fine.
-Please, I don't know anything. -Shh.
-I don't know anything! -Shh.
Where am I?
Please, please. I don't know anything!
-Where are you taking me? -Let's go.
-Just keep going. -No!
-Please, where am I? -Shh, shh.
Please, please! I'm begging you! Please!
No!
Help! No!
-Help!
Help!
Help me!
Help!
Yo.
Hey.
I know that's not all from coverage at the door, Reece.
-You can't keep doing this forever, eh? -I know.
Last night was the last time. Promise.
Hey. Here you go.
Oh, hi, Lunga.
-You slept here? -Yeah, well…
-Someone had to bring him back. -Mm-hmm.
Chrissy boy.
-Cheers. -He was so wasted.
Dude, you look like shit.
That's gonna help with your hangover.
Fiks, why were you so late yesterday?
-Setting up was a bitch without you. -Uh… Oh, right.
My Uber… Such a pain in the ass.
At least you came. KB was a no-show.
At least he dodged the fucking raid.
-Help me up, please.
Help me up, Fiks!
-Come here. Over here. -Help me out. Help!
-Help yourself a bit here. -Just take me to the shallow end, please.
Hey, Wends! How's it?
Hey, friend. I'm going crazy over here.
-Can you chat? What's up?
They've asked me to stay longer,
and I have no idea how I'm going to tell Christopher.
Look, this is a good thing for you, Wendy.
I'm sure when the moment's right, you'll know.
Yeah, you're right. Thanks, friend.
Hey, um, by the way, I've been meaning to ask you,
I was arranging some old files from the Matric Dance Committee,
and I noticed something really weird with the accounts.
Oh yeah, that. Stupid Reece.
After we raised so much money,
she clicked on some fraudulent link and got duped.
Fraudulent link?
Took everything?
Yeah, I know, right?
-Thankfully, that's all in the past now.
-Hey, Wen, just give me a minute.
OMG, last night was drama after you left!
This is a raid!
Anyone who tries to leave will be handed over to the police!
What the hell?!
Ma, no, please.
Just-- Just take the money. Okay? Yeah, I'll send you more tomorrow.
Don't worry about me.
All right, it's just-- I'm, um…
I'll speak to you later. Bye.
Sorry. I hope you didn't end it because of me.
No, no. No, it's cool. I'll speak to her later.
Uh, thanks for the, um… smoothie?
-Tastes like shit, huh? -It's not great.
-Well, cheers to that. -Cheers.
Lunga, where are you?
Your story isn't lining up, Mr. Daniels. Tell me the truth and you can go home.
For the last time, I don't know. Someone must've planted it on me.
Please, can I get my phone? People will be worried.
You may.
As soon as you tell me how these drugs got into your possession.
Drugs don't have legs.
I don't even do drugs!
Okay.
If you want to stick to that story, and you'll go on trial,
which means a criminal record,
or you can admit that the drugs are yours
and you'll just get mandatory court counseling.
Marcus.
I know this kid. I'll deal with it.
Come with me, Mr. Daniels.
Siya?
I hope you're busy getting ready.
Thank you, Detective.
Never imagined I'd be picking my son up from the police station.
I was framed, Mummy!
By whom?
Reece?
Did she have something to do with this?
I… I was with Puleng most of the time.
Puleng did nothing wrong, Mummy.
Ball, ball, ball!
Come on!
-Lunga!
You know, Puleng actually texted me to let me know that she's with friends.
You don't think you owe me the same courtesy?
Look, I'm sorry, Ncane, okay?
-It completely slipped my mind. Have you spoken to Puleng?
No, not yet.
-Lunga! -We're all good, though, Ncane.
I thought I should touch base with you.
Well, you two better make sure
that you're home by the time I get there. You understand me?
Oh, Julius, did you--
-Yello.
Where's Puleng, Wade?
-I-- I don't know. -You're telling me she's not with you?
No, she went to the bathroom last night.
She took a while so I figured she was with Fiks.
Hey, I'm with Fiks right now.
Okay, dude, Puleng is not here. How do you not know where your girl is?
Well, it's complicated, Lunga!
I was in jail all of last night, just so that you know!
And now I'm stuck gardening, grounded, 'cause my mom's angry with me.
Probably gonna do it for the rest of my life, gardening.
Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah. No, no, I'm fine. I'm good.
Okay, look, her mom just called me,
and she's really worried. So you think maybe you can give her a call?
Y-Yeah, but it's-- it's-- it's a bit weird.
We might have broken up yesterday.
-Anyone heard from Puleng? -Um, isn't she at home?
No, her mom just called me.
Has anyone spoken to KB?
Maybe she's with him.
Puleng-- Puleng's with KB?
Yello, Lunga?
Is-- Is Puleng with KB?
Wade, please, okay? You're not even sure if you guys are together.
Then maybe she was arrested like I was at the raid last night.
No, but she wasn't at the station, obviously.
She's not with KB.
Okay, that's it. I'm calling the police.
Hi. I wanted to find out if Puleng Khumalo was brought in?
I'm just calling to find out
if a Puleng Khumalo was brought to your station?
Uh, she's Zulu, has braids, petite.
-Likes the sound of her own voice. -Um, okay. Thank you, ma'am. Bye.
Guys, what if-- What if Puleng was taken?
Who would take her?
-Lisbeth and Matla's people. -As in KB's parents?
What the fuck is going on?
I'll explain later.
I should get going. I should go home.
To tell her mom?
Yeah, well, someone has to.
Oh, well, then you're gonna have to tell her everything we've been up to,
and that could really mess with our progress so far.
But Julius is dead, Puleng could be kidnapped.
-And you call that progress? -But what if she's not kidnapped?
We're just going to expose everything she's been-- we've been doing.
Personally, I think we should find her ourselves.
No offense, Fikile,
but what you're saying means nothing to me.
Okay, you guys want to play games? Fine.
But Puleng could be in real danger right now.
Uh, listen, I should go. Fiks, please let me know if you hear anything.
Chris, can you maybe drop us off? I'll get the bill.
I'll take a walk to clear my head.
Guys, come on, the food. The food!
Lunga, you said, and I quote, "We all good."
I get trying to help Fikile and all that, but how could you let Puleng do this?
Ncane, I'm-- I'm sorry. Okay?
You know what kind of person Puleng is.
She's not someone you can convince.
I just thought maybe if I joined them, that way, I can ensure her safety.
Oh, and how's that working out for you?
Okay, so-- so what now? You think that,
Lisbeth and Matla Molapo are behind this?
Yes, I do.
Then we should go to the police.
-Lunga?
Lunga, you better not hang up on me.
W-Wade just posted something on the socials.
Social media?!
Lunga, my daughter is missing, okay?
I'm going to the police.
-Hey. -Hey, you okay?
Things were so kak at the party.
What if something bad happens to her, and… that's how things ended with her?
Nothing bad's going to happen. We just have to find her. Okay?
Did something happen at Durbanville?
Uh, no. We spoke to this chicky,
Amber, who did the same interview you did at Horizon, but nothing.
Tried calling her today, but no luck.
I feel like shit that I dragged Puleng into all of this.
Yeah, me too.
I saw that a lot of people have been posting pictures and videos
about the party. Maybe someone captured something?
That-- That's a good idea. I'll-- I'll keep checking.
And I'll go to KB,
try to get him to help us suss out his parents.
Think he'll do it? I mean, They are his parents, after all.
Yeah, KB and I go way back.
And he knows I wouldn't make such assumptions lightly.
But I have to go.
I have to finish the gardening or else my mom will kill me.
Yeah, see you.
Bye.
-Please.
I don't know anything!
-Please-- -I warned you, Puleng.
Even after your father died, you still went digging.
So I guess death is not an option for you.
W-What do you mean?
-You're KB's mother. You're not ashamed-- -My son is no longer your concern.
Please. Mrs. Molapo! Please!
What?
They followed some guy, Reinhard, from the agency to a building called Oath.
Apparently, he's the one who paid Mr. Khumalo for my kidnapping.
And there's this girl Amber,
who described what she believes to be a trafficking front.
She's probably missing now too.
KB, dude, I really need you to help me with your parents.
-Look.
Even if it's to rule out that they have nothing to do with Puleng.
You're starting with this shit again.
But don't you want to know? Like, once and for all?
Once and for all what?
I didn't know you were home.
Once and for all what?
Um, KB needing to stop blaming himself for how things ended with Puleng.
I agree.
And Puleng, how's she coping with the loss of her father?
She's missing.
Oh, no.
We think she has been kidnapped.
Dreadful.
Um, I should get going.
-Um, bye. -Be safe.
What's this about… Puleng's disappearance?
I-- I don't know.
You'll let me know if I can help with anything. Yeah?
-Hey. Okay, I'm digging this.
Aw, thank you.
Listen, um, I've been thinking,
when you get back, it'll be midterm break, and maybe we--
I've been asked to extend my stay by another six months.
I've been doing really well here,
and the Rotary Club as well as the school just asked me to stay a little longer.
But I'm gonna turn it down. I don't wanna bring it up, but…
But what?
You should stay, Wendy.
You think so?
I mean, like…
Like, it's chill. It's not like we were a real thing or anything.
-We were just something, right? -Yeah.
Okay.
I guess I'll extend my stay.
Look, I need to go.
-Bye.
I wasn't dealing at the party.
What about Wade
Does he do drugs?
Wade?
Wade is the last person that'll ever try something like that.
Everything okay with your son, Ms. Daniels?
-Reece, you can go. -Thanks.
I heard he was arrested for possession of drugs.
Hardly the kind of behavior
that'll be acceptable for a principal's son.
Then it was a setup or a misunderstanding.
My son does not do drugs. Never has, never will.
Now, was there anything else?
No.
Not right now.
Well, class.
-I cannot say that this happens often.
But you surprised me.
I was very impressed with your Pythagoras Theorem essays.
There were obviously one or two of you that didn't try,
but overall, well done, class.
I was so excited to see your enthusiasm come through in these essays.
For most of you at least.
As you know, I always say mathematics can open up a whole new world for you guys
if you just put in a little bit of effort into your work.
Hey, guys.
Reece, may I speak with you for a moment, please?
No.
Be nice.
You have two minutes, Tahira.
I'll see you at the quad.
-Bye. -Yeah.
Um, I wanted to ask about the Matric Dance Committee account.
Why?
I was asked to look into it.
It's just, um, a report needs to be drafted,
and I was asked to do it.
I already spoke to Daniels about this.
You clicked on a fraudulent link though, right?
Yes.
The thing is, we did a total of six fundraisers,
at an average of 100 rand per head,
but more than that was taken from the account.
So where did the rest come from?
We asked parents to donate as well.
Huh. Do you have proof of the donations as a signatory on the account?
I didn't quite find a paper trail.
Uh, Mr. Ferreira was overseeing most of it.
Ask him for the proof. Okay?
I really need to go now.
Huh.
What are we doing?
Looking through some footage from the party
to see if there's anything somewhere.
Uh…
Robbie says there's no CCTV cameras, so there's no footage from the night.
-Great.
I think I found something. That's-- That's the guy Puleng and I saw
with Reinhard at Durbanville and at the Oath.
Now I'm sure Puleng was taken.
KB, anything on the 'rents?
Not yet. I mean, what do you guys expect me to find?
Are you gonna start taking this seriously, KB?
Not you, Wade. You better chill.
You're working on my nerves. Your parents are criminals.
What the fuck did you say?
-I said what I said. -Okay, whoa. Wade…
I get that you're worried about Puleng. We all are, okay?
Yeah, chill.
-Jeez.
You know, fuck this shit.
KB…
KB… wait.
I know what we're asking you is hard.
I know.
But I wouldn't ask you if I didn't really believe there was something to it.
My dad told me that your mom used to be a nurse
before she worked at Point of Grace.
Apparently, she was the one my mom spoke to
when she wanted to get a baby.
And then news of Phume breaks, and then suddenly she needs to travel?
I mean…
She travelled for work, Fiks.
What work is so important that she'd leave you as a baby?
KB, you know, on some level, something's not right here.
So, please, just-- just come see the video.
Okay?
Pauline. Hi.
You and Reece are pretty close, right?
No.
We just did Business… Studies together.
Were you involved in managing the Matric Dance accounts?
-Why? -Oh, I'm just putting a report together.
I was just on the decoration team.
Reece is probably the person you should speak to. She was Treasurer.
She and Ferreira actually worked pretty closely together.
Reece and Ferreira?
Like I said, I was just in charge of the balloons.
Girls! We're gonna start our rehearsals for Giselle, very exciting.
So I want you guys to put on your proper rehearsal gear.
Even if my parents took Puleng, where do I start digging?
Anywhere. Documents, emails, literally anything.
Does she know the guy in the video?
Guys, I think I'm going to go to Durbanville.
By yourself?
Um, no, that's too risky.
Yeah, I know, but the more ground we can cover separately, the better.
I guess I'll go see Puleng's…
my…
Thandeka, and, um, show her the video.
Reece, do you think you could ask anyone who might know anything about the raid?
Yeah, sure.
Guys, Daniels wants all of you in her office.
She says the police want to talk to you all later this afternoon.
Mrs. Khumalo, we're aware of Puleng's history with…
amateur investigating.
Maybe she's up to something
that she hasn't had the time to inform you of yet.
Puleng has never slept outside this house without telling me.
We understand that, ma'am,
but we have to rule out all the possibilities.
We have reason to believe that Puleng left the party willingly last night.
It's highly likely that she just ran away.
Puleng just lost her father. Why would she do that?
The only reason my daughter's not here with us in this house…
…is because she's either been kidnapped…
…or…
Is there anything else you can tell us?
Any threatening communications,
or Puleng getting involved with people she shouldn't have?
Is this it?
Shouldn't you be out there investigating and interrogating other people?
Like who?
Like Lisbeth and Matla Molapo.
Mrs. Molapo was cleared.
And without new evidence,
we have no reason to continue investigating them.
-Again, is there anything new you'd like-- -I'm-- I'm sorry.
Puleng continued to investigate Lisbeth and Matla Molapo,
and now she's missing.
And you guys think that's some sort of coincidence?
This is ridiculous.
Okay, guys, we all know what's happening, right?
Don't tell them anything and stick to the plan.
Mr. Ackerman?
When was the last time you saw Puleng on the night she went missing?
I was… drunk-dialing my girl.
My, um…
Long distance sucks ass.
Concentrate.
When was the last time you saw her?
I don't know. I don't remember.
She went to the bathroom before she left.
That was the last time I saw her.
Where were you on the night Puleng went missing?
Fine. I was dancing with friends in between playing host.
What's your relationship with your mother like?
-My mother? -Hmm.
What's that got to do with this?
She gave birth to me.
That's it.
Where were your parents the night Puleng disappeared?
I don't know. Why don't you ask them?
At home. We all were.
Why didn't you report the disappearance when you found out?
Shouldn't the focus be on finding Puleng?
I feel like you're here
asking all these questions just to seem like you're doing something,
when actually you're doing nothing.
Just like you did nothing when I was kidnapped,
or when my mother disappeared,
or when Sam's location was compromised.
Sam Nkosana?
So you heard from him?
He tried… calling me once
before disappearing off the face of the Earth.
-Do you know anything? -No.
-No.
-I said no!
Instead of interrogating me, why don't you guys just go find Puleng?
Honestly.
Ms. Kahn. You're working late.
Oh, I was falling behind in signing off on next week's publications, ma'am.
Is that the Matric Dance Committee's accounts folder?
Did Mr. Koopman put you up to this?
Tahira.
Yes, ma'am.
He asked me to assist in exchange for me being reinstated as Head Girl.
Wow.
You guys should see this.
How are you holding up?
Seen better days.
Mmm. Puleng will turn up. She's relentless.
Annoyingly relentless.
Thanks.
Dude…
how are you dealing with the whole "your folks are kidnappers"?
This is crazy, KB.
Are you okay?
It's-- It's just frustrating.
You know, it's-- it's like I'm the bad guy, you know?
Let's-- Let's talk about something else.
I mean, you must be relieved.
Wendy's coming back in like, what, eight weeks?
"Relieved."
She's, uh, staying longer.
It's chill though, I'm happy. I'm stoked.
It's okay to be messed up by this, bro.
This is what she wants, you know? Wendy's amazing.
She deserves it.
Fuck off, guys. Don't you see I'm dying here missing her?
You can tell her, bro.
No. I don't want to seem like a desperate loser.
You kinda look like one now.
Yo, Reece. Um, I'm out.
Already?
Yeah, there's this gaming thing
my uni's hosting at some tech company in town.
Will there be free beers?
I don't know. Maybe.
Mmm… Okay, what's happening between you two, Reece?
Lunga and I?
I wish.
Tata, I'm sorry I'm only telling you all this now.
How come, Fikile, how come?
I will go talk to Matla.
No, Tata. Please don't. We don't know anything for sure.
No, no, no. But if what you're telling me is true then…
Even if there's a little truth to what you say…
Matla and that bloody wife of his, they need to pay.
I know, but if you go and speak to them now,
they'll risk finding out what we're doing, and we're onto something.
But, Fikile, what were you thinking, my child?
You can just go and do this thing all by yourself?
Okay.
Regardless of what you've done…
I would never let anything happen to you. Ever.
I know.
-Okay.
What's up with you and Thandeka?
It's nothing.
I just…
I don't know how to act around her.
My child…
More than anything,
she'll appreciate having you around right now.
Or do you want us to go together?
No, it's okay.
Okay.
You'll be late.
Yeah.
-I'll see you. -Okay.
Welcome to Trekking the Skies.
Right, so just put your left hand--
-Okay. -…through this. There we go.
-Like that? -Yeah. Mm-hmm.
-Okay. -And this.
-Your other left hand.
Cool.
Now, remember, the moment I put these on, it's gonna feel extremely real.
Okay, just chill. I know it's a game.
Cool.
Yeah?
-Oh, wow. -Cool. Take it away.
This is cool. Okay.
Right, just focus on my voice.
-Where-- Where are you? -I'm close enough. Don't worry.
This is pretty high.
-Just go for it, you can do it. -Um…
How do I get over this part?
You jump.
I jump?
Yep.
I jump. Okay.
Uh, let's jump. Um…
-One, two, three. -You can do this.
-Whoa, whoa! Hey, hey. -Whoa!
I got you.
Not bad for a first-timer. You okay?
Uh, yeah. I'm okay.
I'm gonna, uh, grab a beer.
Uh, cool.
You bailed, right?
Fuck off. You go try it.
I'd rather hang out with my beers, man.
I was literally suspended in midair.
-Okay? -Maybe I should--
Maybe I should try it out.
I think that Chris just needs to learn how to accept help from people.
Mm, Chris is bad with being vulnerable.
You know, there really isn't anything wrong with being vulnerable, Chris.
In fact, I respect it.
Lunga, you know Chris's in a relationship.
-Right? -He knows.
Thank you, Reece.
'Cause the way you two are looking at each--
Uh, we're just talking.
Yeah, and besides, I'm not into high schoolers.
-No offense, Chris. -None taken.
Hey, you asleep?
About to call it a night. How are you?
Um…
I miss you, Wendy.
A lot.
And…
I seriously think it's cool that you're doing your thing
and-- and you're winning, and-- and I'm all here for it.
I miss you too, Christopher.
And none of you have seen this man before?
No, but we're working on it.
Why can't we just take this to the police, Ma?
We can't because the same guy showed up
at the same time the police raided the party.
I honestly think it was a front to have Puleng taken.
Wade also had drugs planted on him,
and he thinks that was done to distract him.
-But why Wade? -Probably because he's Puleng's boyfriend.
I'm so sorry, Mrs. Khumalo.
I shouldn't have asked Puleng to help me.
With Mr. Khumalo gone and…
I… I don't know what I'll do if something happens to her.
Puleng helped you because she chose to.
Because that's who she is.
She fights for what's right.
And that's what
Julius was so proud of her for.
Just as much as I am.
What did you and Mr. Khumalo do when I went missing?
We hosted a birthday party for you every single year.
We just did everything we could to make sure that no one forgets you.
Okay.
Then that's what we'll do.
Let's get Puleng in the public eye.
Wade, let's go. Wade?
Wade?
Just hurry up, man.
Sure, boss.
Okay.
-Eat. -I don't want your fucking food.
-Get me out of here.
-Bitch! -Hey!
Go on, right now.
Pull that shit again, and I won't hold him back!
That's exactly why you buy Bitcoin.
Yeah.
Listen, I'll call you back.
Boss.
We have a problem.
Every time you speak to me, we got problems.
-Get the mans, and let's go. Come. -Yeah.
Go, let's go!
You're meeting them where?
Uh, at the Khumalos.
I thought it might be more personal that way,
but it won't be a media briefing without the media, so…
And when is it?
Today.
Uh…
All right, my child, I'll see what my team can come up with.
-Okay. -Is that all?
Actually, I was thinking if we could do a cash reward
for 100,000 rand…
A hundred thousand rand?
How will I get that amount of money at such short notice?
You could take it from my university fund.
-I checked. -Oh.
-If it's okay with you.
Of course, that's okay with me.
Wow, Fikile.
When did you become such a compassionate young woman?
Yo, I am proud of you, my child.
You make me a proud father.
I told Anthony the truth, Tata.
He didn't have much of a reaction when I told him who I was, but…
honestly, it's fine.
I just-- I'm just glad I did it, you know?
Ah.
Why does it feel like I'm losing you sometimes, Bhelekazi?
You're never gonna never lose me.
You're my dad, Tata.
-Okay? -Okay.
And thank you.
Go well.
Mr. Koopman.
How desperate are you to take down the school
that you would coerce an innocent student to do your dirty work for you?
Dirty work?
You have Tahira looking into the matric ball accounts.
Well, Tahira is a smart girl.
And, besides, I felt that the students would be more comfortable
opening up to another student.
And offering her the Head Girl position, which she lost as punishment.
-What are you trying to teach her? -Fair enough.
But she deserved to lose that position,
and now she can learn that second chances are earned.
Besides, whatever she finds can only be beneficial to us.
There's no harm in that, right?
Ma?
-Reece? Reece! -Bitch, we really are not friends.
I know about your relationship with Ferreira.
I know how deep and dark it went.
And I know what really happened to the Matric Dance Committee funds.
-What the fuck do you want, Tahira?! -I'm not your enemy, Reece.
Look, I want to give you a chance to go to Mr. Koopman yourself and confess.
And why would I do that?
Because if you don't, I'll have to.
And I don't want to.
It'll only get you into even bigger trouble, okay?
Not just you, but everyone that's helped you.
Everyone.
Here you go.
You have till the end of the day.
Fuck!
Hi.
May I help you?
Yeah, I came to visit my mother.
Uh, okay, you just have to sign in.
Karabo, how did you know that I work here?
What are you doing here?
I came to surprise you, Ma.
That's nice, but you should've called.
Yeah.
Can we go talk?
Actually, I'm on my way out.
Yeah.
But there's this lovely café that sells the best burgers.
Okay.
Can we have them in your office?
Oh, come on, Karabo, you know I'm too old-school for that.
Now, come with me! Come!
Thank you all so much for-- for coming at such short notice.
And, uh, a special thank you to Mr. Bhele
for your help in making all of this happen.
Your reward of 100,000 rand is truly appreciated.
Thank you.
-Yes? -Has it been confirmed
that Puleng is kidnapped?
We haven't heard from her for several days--
Well, her father just died,
and wasn't he recently accused of human trafficking?
How do you know that she didn't just run away?
My husband… is…
My husband was--
Mrs. Khumalo, I sympathize,
but the fact is teenage runaways are not that uncommon.
Especially in a case of recent trauma.
Mrs. Khumalo, what exactly are you claiming?
-How could you let them… -Why are we here?
Hey, hey! Back off!
-Jeez, are you okay? -Yeah.
Fikile Bhele? Previously Phumelele Khumalo?
Yes, I am.
I'm the missing baby Phumelele Khumalo from 18 years ago.
And I know this today because…
the Khumalos never lost faith.
Because my sister never stopped looking for me.
They're good people.
And if my story is anything to go by,
then you need to believe us when we say that Puleng has been kidnapped.
That is a lot, Miss Van Rensburg, even for an adult.
Yeah, I panicked when Mr. Ferreira left, and I'm sorry, I should have come sooner.
Does anyone else know about this?
I lied that it was a fraudulent link, and everybody believed me.
I was working alone.
May I go now?
Mm-hmm.
Hmm.
Every day that goes by is crucial,
which is why we're making this official plea
to please help us find Puleng.
Truth is, we can't trust the police to help us anymore.
Why do you say that?
Because Puleng and I've been doing our own investigation for a while now,
and I honestly believe that she's been taken by a trafficking syndicate,
the same syndicate that abducted me
as a baby 18 years ago.
Well, why are these people still operating?
Because the police are working with the culprits.
Culprits?
My godparents.
-Lisbeth and Matla Molapo. -Phume, what evidence--
Detectives, do you agree Lisbeth and Matla are responsible for the kidnapping?
-No comment.
Detectives, please, just one question, please!
Fiks really went in for the jugular there, eh?
I just hope it doesn't mess up our chances of finding Puleng.
We'll find her.
So, um, you two are close.
Yeah, we work together.
Mmm.
Are you jealous?
Well, it…
wouldn't be a bad thing if you really were jealous.
I'm not jealous.
Oh.
I actually think it's kinda cute.
Um…
I'm, uh…
I…
need to go.
So, traveling Africa must have been cool.
Look, it's a lot of work.
Logistics, NGO projects.
But…
this can't be of interest to you, Karabo.
Tell me the truth. What are we doing here?
I just want to spend time with you.
And get to know you better.
-I can leave if you are busy. -No, no, no.
Coffee?
…Mayfair.
Forgive me, Karabo. Something came up.
But don't leave, buy yourself some coffee or dessert.
On me. Yeah?
Let's go. It's okay, it's okay.
-Let's go.
Don't resist.
Let's go.
Come on, guys! Let's load her up!
Load up and lock it. Let's go!
Get her in the truck. Get in, get in, get in. Get in!
Puleng! Puleng…