-Baby Gigaba was born with a rare abnormality.
A malformation of the limbs called syndactyly.
-Please listen to me.
I can't do this.
-Calm down, Portia.
-Stick to our plan.
-Are you sure about this?
-The girl needs to feel safe.
-Welcome to Paradise Valley.
Low-security unit for just sex offenders.
First of its kind in Southern Africa.
Inmates are treated as rehabilitees,
not as dangerous criminals.
-Hey. What's your name?
-Jodie.
-You waiting for your mom?
-Welcome to Lover's Lane.
-People find this romantic?
-Some people.
One victim.
Male. Single gunshot to the head.
Point blank range. [ Gunshot ]
-After the killer shot Mike, what did he do?
-I don't think he wanted to harm me.
He invited me for takeaways.
-What?
-Crispy chicken.
-Why would the killer release Ms. Hartzenberg
if he knew she could ID him?
-Michael Schoeman is the focus of his rage, not Denise.
-Does Speelman have any power over your life now?
-He's a paedophile. He will never change.
-Does being a victim of childhood incest
in the example of Angus Speelman,
ever justify rape as an adult?
-No!
-No?
-But it might help explain it.
-Your mom's a rape freak!
[ Slap ]
[ Girls screaming ]
[ Thud ]
[ Crowd cheers ]
-We tracked down your mother in Edinburgh.
-Oh, did you?
-She's very ill.
She suffered another stroke a couple of weeks ago.
It paralysed her.
It's very serious.
[ Casey laughs ]
-Are you trapped here?
-Ula, am I trapped here?
-No, Casey.
-Casey.
I'll help you.
Just tell me you need help.
[ Gunshot ]
-[ Screams frantically ]
What are you going to do to me?
[ Knife slashes ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Baby crying ]
-I baptise thee...
-Gabriel.
I baptise thee, Gabriel.
In the name of the Father,
in the name of the Son,
and in the name of the Holy Spirit.
Amen.
-Amen.
[ Gabriel screams ]
-I didn't even know she was pregnant.
-Kobus told me they can'’t have kids.
-God works in mysterious ways.
-From maid to queen bee.
-Hello, Mr. Speelman.
-Hello.
[ Gabriel gurgles ]
[ Gabriel moans ]
[ Gabriel crying ]
-Something's wrong.
-He's just tired.
-No.
No, he's...
He's burning up.
-Isn't that normal?
-No. I-I don't know.
I don't-- Angus, he needs his mother.
[ Gentle piano music playing ]
-You're his mother.
[ Gabriel continues screaming ]
[ Gentle piano music continues ]
♪♪
-I have never seen anything like it.
Wow.
God has blessed your baby with a gift.
-Really?
-You'll grow up to do great things.
Extraordinary things.
-What's wrong with him?
-It's baby colic.
It's very common. I'll prescribe drops to remedy it.
He'll feel better in a few days.
-Oh, that's wonderful news.
-Will he stop crying?
-In time, yes.
I need to update his data.
Record it, you know. It's for legal purposes.
-Gabriel was born 11th February at our local clinic.
-Do you have a copy of his birth certificate?
We're still waiting.
Admin delays.
-I'll need a copy.
-Of course.
-For my records. It's important.
-I understand.
-And you are both the parents?
-Yes?
-These days, we need to check.
-[ Clicks tongue ]
You know, the times are a-changing.
Mandela's free.
We can marry whomever we want.
Mampoer?
-Excuse me?
-Shot for the road?
-Angus.
-No, thanks.
-It's homemade.
-I said no, thanks.
-Oh, lifesaver.
-Thank you.
Will you let me know in a few days how he's doing?
And of course...
please remember the birth certificate.
-Appreciate you swinging by, Doc.
-Thank you.
[ Piano playing ]
[ Gabriel coos ]
[ Speelman playing piano ]
♪♪
-♪ You'll take the high road ♪
♪ And I'll take the low road ♪
♪ And I'll be in Scotland ♪
♪ Before you ♪
♪ But me and my true love ♪
♪ Will never meet again ♪
♪ On the bonnie, bonnie banks ♪
♪ Of Loch Lomond ♪
[ "Woza - Toya Delazy" playing ]
♪♪
[ Music stops ]
[ Ominous music playing ]
♪♪
[ Ominous music intensifies ]
[ Seagulls caw ]
-[ Exhales heavily ]
[ Continues exhaling deeply ]
[ Water whooshing ]
[ Continues exhaling deeply ]
[ Breathing deeply ] [ Phone ringing ]
[ Gasping ] [ Phone ringing ]
What?
Yeah?
-Reyka.
-Tama. Tama, it's early.
-Thuli got into a fight. The principal wants to see us.
-What?
-I can get a charter.
-No, no. I'm up, I'll do it.
-Get someone.
I'll get some coffee, okay?
-Who's that? -Nobody.
-Okay. Talk later.
-Okay, bye.
-Hi, guys.
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Signing out.
-[ Singing in distance ]
-Ayanda.
-I'm busy.
Zwelethu, please.
Privacy.
No.
-What are you doing?
-Stop filming me, Zwelethu.
-Oh.
Since when are you into old school stuff?
-Since forever.
-Oh.
I didn't know.
-Well, how long have we been together?
-I don't know, a few months.
-Exactly, Zwelethu.
-What?
-Going to pour some of that milk on me or what?
Okay, okay, okay, okay.
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
[ Suspenseful music intensifies ]
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
[ Seagulls caw ]
-Hi, Reyka.
-Yeah? -Lover's Lane.
-Stage the same?
-Yes. -Yeah?
Shoes? -You need to get here fast.
-Give me an hour.
Good morning. Hi, my name is Reyka Gama. I mean Dr. Gama.
Yes, Thulisile is just a perfect little human being.
A delight!
[ Laughing sarcastically ]
-Thuli's mom?
-Shit, yes.
Sorry.
-It's a pleasure to meet you.
-I'm sorry.
I just want to lock my car.
Excuse me.
This place is la-di-da, hey?
-Viola Miyeni is in san with bruises on her arms.
I think you should know
that her parents want to take this further.
-They want to press charges?
-The Miyenis are an important KZN family.
One of our most generous benefactors.
-You've never done this before. What is going on?
Why did you slap that girl? -She called you a--
It doesn't matter.
-No, no. What did she call me?
-Nothing.
I shouldn't have reacted.
-Agreed.
It's been less than a week and already there are issues.
-My daughter has been through a lot.
Mostly because of me.
So please, can you just
give her a chance to settle down?
-She will receive a first disciplinary warning.
-Is that necessary?
She's clearly learnt her lesson.
-That's not how things work here.
If Thuli is unable to conform to the rules,
then she'll have to find another school.
[ School bell rings ]
-Thuli, let's go.
You know, you are the bravest girl in the world.
All of this is my fault.
You are amazing, and smart, and creative, and--
I'm the one with the issues,
but I'm getting better every single day.
I promise.
-I love you, Mama.
[ Gentle guitar music ] -Thank you, Thuli.
Just stick it out, sweetheart. Okay?
It gets easier.
-Bye, Mama.
-Bye, Thuli.
-Please keep and carry this precious man in his sadness.
Amen.
-Amen.
My ma would like that.
She was a believer.
Sweet Shirley Buchanan.
She told me to be a good Catholic.
-You're well on the path to atone for your mistake.
-I've a long way to go, Sister.
-Your progress in the unit is excellent.
You'’re a role model for Zain.
Your mother would be so proud of you.
-That's kind of you to say.
-I know you want to call her.
-I just...
I want...
I want to hear her voice...
and tell her I miss her.
-We are in touch with the hospital
and soon she wakes, I'll let you know.
All right?
-It's cruel, really.
Knowing she's so helpless.
Not to be by her side.
[ Sinister music playing ]
[ Ship horn blows ]
[ Seagulls cawing ]
-No! Let's just go, please!
-You want more money? -No, let's just go!
-The extra 50 rands.
-Hey, that's my mom!
-Don't touch my daughter!
-Hey! Police! -Don't touch my daughter!
Don't touch my daughter!
-Hey, let go!
Just go!
-Fucking woman.
Fuck you, man!
-Come. -No!
-You're coming with me. -No!
-Listen. Relax, ma'am.
-Don't take my baby. I'm here now.
We'll go home.
-You can't neglect your daughter like this.
I need to take her to social services.
-No, I'm her mother!
-Ma'am, what is your name?
-Bianca.
-Listen to me, Bianca. You can't take your daughter
to work with you. It's unsafe on the docks.
-I know, but we need the cash
and they won't let me inside the clubs.
-But it's much safer indoors.
-They say I'm a bad earner.
Washed up.
-If I ever find her waiting for you on the docks,
I am taking her away.
-Yes, I'm sorry.
I'll do better.
-Don't mess this up, Bianca.
-I won't.
Sorry.
-Look after each other!
-Which is why I want to take Angus Speelman
to social services
as an example of how our program rehabilitates sex offenders.
-It's a risk.
-Well, he'll be guarded.
-It's not your safety I'm worried about, Doctor.
We don't know how he'll behave in a high-pressure environment.
-I'll be there to look after him.
-Angus is still a vulnerable inmate.
-All our patients are vulnerable, Sister.
But we shouldn't treat them like babies.
They need confidence.
-With all due respect, this presentation is about you
and your... -I beg your pardon?
-...personal ambitions.
-My patient needs to feel affirmation
from society, Sister.
-[ Sighs ] It is a mistake
to take Angus out of the facility.
-Thank you, Chaplain.
However, this presentation will stand this unit
in good stead for future government funding.
-Chaplain.
-Thank you, Doctor. -Ma'am.
-Lipstick.
Hey!
Same MO?
-Well, male victim. Single gunshot to the head.
Wallet left in pocket.
ID says Neville Maree, 37.
-Shoes? -Taken.
-The girl?
-Female handbag found in passenger footwell.
Plus lipstick and eyeliner.
-Who called it in?
-Anonymous.
-Any women come forward?
-I don't think this one got away.
-Bag!
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
[ Ship horn blows ]
Shoes are similar.
Hard indentations like our previous victim.
Maybe it'’s a particular kind of smart shoe he'’s attracted to.
He's definitely obsessing about men's shoes.
-Detective! -Yes?
-Better come check this out.
[ Suspenseful music continues ]
Thanks.
[ Eerie music playing ]
[ Eerie music intensifies ]
-Where is the body?
Weapon?
-Large knife.
-How many times?
-I'm guessing from the splatter, but a lot.
Maybe 20.
-Such rage.
-Denise Hartzenberg never mentioned
the killer having a knife.
-Denise cooperated so he didn't need it.
He stabbed her and dragged her.
He wants to connect with them.
-With his victims?
-Just the women. -Why?
-He thinks he can save them. -From what?
-The men.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
-So if robbery is not the motive, then what is?
-Trauma.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
-Trauma is not a motive.
-The signs are all over the crime scene.
Our killer has a fetishistic fantasy for shoes.
-Detective, we have yet another blood trail...
on the jetty.
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
[ Footsteps on metal stairs ]
[ Suspenseful music intensifies ]
-Either she's in the water,
or the killer took her with him.
-Get search and rescue. -Killer is on foot.
That's how he's able to get up close to the cars
and surprise his victims.
-We've tried.
Captain Lombard said
they don't have the go ahead to do the dive.
-The hell they don't!
[ Water lapping ]
We've got a murdered girl in the bay
and you're counting pin tacks.
-Well, the call said "possible body."
-We won't know until you find it.
-Well, maritime protocol says we don't dive...
unless there's a body inside.
-Are you out of your mind? -Reyka.
-We've got a massive blood trail that ends at the jetty.
There's nowhere else for her to have gone!
-I understand that,
but I'm not going to let my team dive on a whim.
That's our rule. We don't dive on whims.
-Oh, a whim?
Well, stuff your whim, pal.
-Listen to me.
Searching that bay is going to take days.
We don't have the time or the resources--
-Okay, whatever. Leon, I'll just do it myself.
-Oh! There's a little problem.
You don't have a dive qualification, do you?
-Really? -Uh-huh.
-Oh, really? Well, thank you very much for the reminder.
-Why don't you pass the test?
Then you can go waste your time in the water.
-Just a few hours. Come on, Leon.
Please. -No exceptions.
-Leon.
-For anyone.
-Leon.
-No. No.
[ Leon chuckles ] No.
[ Leon laughs ]
[ Reyka giggles ]
Leon.
[ Murmuring indistinctly ]
Stop that.
-Oh, shit! -What?
It's my wife.
[ Reyka sighs ]
-Hey. -Hey, howzit?
-Have you been rolling around with the boys?
-No, it's just some grinder training.
-Oh, grinder training? Okay.
Hi.
-Uh...
This is Reyka. She's one of the trainees.
This is my wife, Georgina.
-I've heard about you.
-Have you?
-Yes, Leon told me.
-Okay.
-Reyka's the one who plugged the dive test?
-Bullshit. I didn't say that. -It's true.
I suck at underwater.
-Holding your breath for all that time.
-Can't do it.
-Well, better luck next time.
-Yup.
-Angus.
[ Door closes ]
-Mmm.
Treats?
What's the occasion?
-Day pass.
Have a seat.
Help yourself.
-Thank you.
You want me to be a... Guinea pig?
-I want you to tell your story.
-Why?
-They need to hear about the benefits of the program.
How we are healing sex offenders.
-So it's a PR exercise?
-No media.
Just you, me... and them.
-I don't want to... glorify mental illness.
-You will normalise it, Angus.
This way, patients like Zain Jacobs
will have a chance on the outside.
It's a fact finding mission.
Part of a local government working group
exploring alternative options for prisoners.
-Zain could get out?
-Eventually.
You all can.
-Mmm.
It's delicious.
[ Slurps tea ] Mmm.
Zain,
I'm getting out.
-Hey?
-For a day.
-Why, Angus? -Lawrence wants me to speak
about the program at social services.
-Lawrence is a snake.
-It's a day out.
-Can you get a message to my pops?
-Oh, no. No, Zain.
-He's in assisted living in Berea.
-Yeah.
I'll have guards on me.
-But the old man is all alone.
I just want him to know that I'm okay.
Do you have any kids?
Besides Reyka, of course.
-Actually, I did have one.
A boy.
-You have a son?
-[ Voice breaking ] Gabriel.
[ Light piano music ]
He died.
He was ill.
-[ Voice breaking ] I'm so sorry.
[ Light piano music continues, police sirens wail ]
[ Handbrake engages ]
[ Keys rattle ]
[ Car door opens ]
[ Dog barking in distance ]
[ Car door closes ]
[ Emotional music playing ]
-Hi.
Is your mommy home?
-Mama!
[ Reyka sighs ]
-Hi.
-Mrs. Maree? -Yes.
-My name is Reyka Gama. Durban Harbour Police.
-Oh, my God. Is it Neville?
I've been worried sick.
-Can we speak inside?
-No, not in front of my daughter.
Baby, quickly go inside, please.
Thank you.
[ Birds chirping ]
My husband didn't come home last night.
Is he okay?
-Ma'am,
he was shot and killed near the harbour.
[ Eerie music playing ]
-What?
-I'm sorry for your loss, ma'am.
-Wait, are--
Are you sure?
Are you sure it's my Neville?
-Your daughter.
-Mama?
-Baby, go inside, okay?
-Why are you crying, Mama?
-Just go inside.
She can't see me crying.
-When this last time you saw your husband?
-Last night. He...
He had to work late.
What-- What happened?
-Forgive me, Mrs. Maree, but the police think that he
may have been with a female companion.
Do you have any idea who she could be?
Was your husband having an affair?
We don't know the nature of their relationship
because we haven't found the woman.
-Did she-- Did she kill him?
-No, ma'am.
-Well, why at the harbour?
-At a lookout point called Lover's Lane.
I'm sorry.
[ Gate squeaks ]
Sorry, but I have one more question.
Last night, when he left,
do you remember what shoes he was wearing?
-Shoes?
He was wearing the Brogues I bought for his birthday.
-Brogues? -Yes.
-You sure?
Okay.
Sorry.
[ Somber music playing ]
[ Keys rattle ]
-[ Sobbing ]
[ Engine starts ]
[ Continues sobbing ]
[ Wails ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
-Easy, now.
The prisoner is our guest.
-Floor five.
-Over to you, Dr. Lawrence.
-Angus Speelman is a model prisoner.
His therapy is constructive.
His behaviour is exemplary,
and his rehabilitation is going well.
-How do you know that?
-That's my training to know that.
-Fair enough, but it's still a subjective opinion.
-Well, progress is objective, Chairperson.
-What of it then?
-Paradise Valley is succeeding in integrating sex offenders
back into the community.
These people...
They're not like the grim and dangerous criminals
they have in Westville Prison.
They have a lot to offer society, while of course
being monitored on the sex offender registry.
-You have a tendency to reoffend.
So can you tell me why a person like you
should be allowed to see the light of day?
-I'm not sure I can.
The truth is,
you're probably right not to trust a person like me.
I understand I've done terrible things in society.
I'm...
I suppose you could say I'm...
a bad person.
I need to be punished.
But I also know there are others who are not like me,
that can be integrated.
Like my friend Zain.
He's made mistakes, of course,
but he deserves a chance to live on the outside again.
-If we can get low-risk prisoners out of the system,
it'll save social services R30,000 per patient
every six months.
And this is just the beginning.
Soon, we can do a roll out of the program to more prisons,
and revolutionise mental health.
[ Chairperson sighs ]
-Mr. Speelman.
Perhaps you can wait outside while we discuss
a few details with Dr. Lawrence. -Of course.
-Thank you, Angus.
Angus.
-We're still waiting on forensics
to confirm the results.
-So,
Lover's Lane case.
Two murders, a single gunshot, 38 special, same location.
Blood samples found.
Inconclusive.
No DNA matches at the data bank.
-That's most likely because the victim could be a minor.
So it won't show up.
-Nkosi,
check juvenile records.
-Cigarette butt found on the scene.
No matches.
-Full search of the park?
-Scene is clean.
-MO?
-Inconsistent.
Organised in how he stalks and executes his male victim.
The cars are clean. As he uses a 38 special,
no cartridges. No DNA. No mistakes. Control.
But disorganised in the way
that he deals with the female victims left behind.
The pedestrian tunnel was a bloodbath.
Deep, uncontrolled rage.
-So two contradictory sides to him.
-Not your typical serial killer.
Detached. Remorseless.
There's deep pain here linked to the shoes.
-Any shoes?
-No, smart ones.
Man-about-town footwear. Possibly Brogues.
He spots the shoes way before he kills.
He watches the car.
Listens to the couples.
Gets turned on, and strikes.
-Okay.
So, what's the plan?
-Well, he's emotional.
So he'll make a mistake.
We need to trap him.
-How?
-An undercover stakeout. -Oh, come on.
-We match the victim profile.
Male, female.
Couple, private rendezvous.
It's the only way to draw him out.
-With all due respect,
your record with stake-outs is not good.
-Well, I will use a detective I can trust.
-Who? -Nick Tanner.
KwaDungezwa.
-Why him? -He was part of the task team
that found the cane field killer.
-You are not at KwaDungezwa.
-I know. That part of my life is over,
but I know these guys.
He won't come out unless he has to.
It's like an itch he needs to scratch.
And we provide the itch.
-How long you going to be, Ma?
-One night.
-You always say that.
-If I don't work, we don't eat.
-I'd rather eat nothing
than have you sell yourself to men.
-Come to me, my baby. You're safe.
-Thanks, my friend.
-One night?
-I promise.
[ Gentle piano music playing ]
[ Seagulls caw ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
-Apologies, may I use the bathroom?
Washing my hands.
[ Suspenseful music intensifies ]
[ Thud ]
[ Door creaks open ]
[ Security guard gasps ]
[ Speelman grunts ]
[ Security guard gasping ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
[ Speelman breathing heavily ]
[ Keys rattle ]
[ Engine starts ]
[ Suspenseful music continues ]
[ Indistinct chatter ]
[ Car horn beeps ]
-Angus?
Angus?
Hey, stop that car!
Angus?
Stop that car!
Angus!
Stop that car!
Angus!
-Your shoes.
-What?
-Size 10?
-No, 11. -Close enough.
-What? I'm not giving you my shoes.
-No, but they're for Tanner.
He wears vellies, and they're not fancy enough.
-Hey, listen-- -No, Leon, don't.
Okay?
You either help out or you leave.
-Hey. Just take it easy.
I know you met my wife, but it's not a big deal.
[ Phone ringing ] -I've got my own shit to fix.
-We've all got shit to fix.
-Hey, Tama.
What?
Okay, right.
Okay, you keep me updated.
-What happened?
-Speelman'’s escaped.
-Who's Speelman?
-He's my abductor.
I've got to call my daughter.
-Hey, hey, hey, hey, listen to me.
If he threatens you, I'll get my team.
He won't come near you. -I don't need your protection.
I'm damn sure Georgina doesn't want you running around
being my guardian angel.
-I was just trying to help.
-You could've helped by sending a dive team into the bay.
-Oh, and you could've passed the fucking test.
[ Reyka laughs wryly, keys rattle ]
-Hi. Reyka Gama for Thulisile Gama. Thank you.
[ Eerie music playing ]
-What's up?
Thuli?
-Remember the crazy guy I told you about
who kidnapped me and my mother?
-Yeah.
-He escaped from prison.
-Whoa.
-Yup.
I'm getting a bodyguard.
-That is so bad ass.
Are you kidding me?
-Police are on high alert...
The manhunt is underway.
Roadblocks have been set up.
Airports, train, and bus stations locked down.
Earlier, Minister of Police Tama Matlala
spoke to our reporter.
-Do not shelter this man.
Angus Speelman is desperate and dangerous.
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
[ Phone ringing ]
-It's your daughter.
-How's it going? No, don't.
-Ma, Angus is out!
Ma, can you hear me?
-Sorry-- Sorry...
Wh-- What did you say?
-Ma, I said Angus escaped from prison.
The police are looking for him.
[ Suspenseful music builds ]
Ma, can you hear me?
Angus escaped from prison.
-Thuli?
-Don't worry. Tama sent half the army to protect Thuli.
She's safe, I promise.
-Will he come after you? -No, Ma.
-I should come home.
-No, Ma, stay. Tama thinks it's better
we're not all together right now.
-Tama doesn't know what's best for my family.
-Well, right now, he does.
I don't want you here right now. Not yet.
I've got this, okay?
-Okay.
But keep me posted.
I love you.
-Yeah.
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Suspenseful music continues ]
[ Tyres crunching on gravel road ]
[ Engine shuts off ]
[ Ominous music playing ]
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Ominous music intensifies ]
-This is command. Do you copy?
-Zulu One in position, standing by.
Cut Point Police channel.
-Delta unit.
Anything yet?
-Nothing yet, Detective.
-Echo unit. Any movement on your side?
-Nope.
No movement here.
-Where did you get these? Huh?
[ Insects chirping ]
So when do we start behaving like a couple?
-We're not making out, Tanner.
-We should rehearse. -Stop it.
-Make it look real.
-Ayanda!
-You chose Tanner, not me.
-Oh, she did?
Didn't realise you felt that way about me.
Is it because you're seeing someone else?
-Who? -I am not!
-Oh, please.
She's lying, Ayanda.
-She's not lying, Tanner.
-Girl code, right?
[ Sinister music playing ]
-All units, heads up.
Possible suspect approaching rear of the car.
-Eyes front. -All units, heads up.
Possible suspect approaching rear of car.
-You ready?
[ Weapon clips out ]
Relax.
Kiss me.
Freeze!
Damn!
-Police! -Suspect on the move!
-All units cover all exits to Lover's Lane.
Suspect on the move.
[ Dramatic music playing ]
-Follow him! I'll cut him off ahead!
-Police! Stop!
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
Police!
Come out! I know you're here!
[ Gunshot echoes ]
[ Gunshot ]
[ Crickets chirping ]
[ Suspenseful music continues ]
[ Gunshot, Tanner grunts ]
-Tanner!
-Ayanda! [ Gunshot ]
-All units, officer down.
I need an ambulance.
Suspect is headed for the jetty.
-[ Tanner grunts in pain ] -Tanner.
[ Dramatic music playing ]
Hey!
Freeze!
[ Dramatic music continues ]
[ Tyres skid ]
[ Police siren wails ]
[ Tyres skid ]
[ Gunshot ]
[ Reyka gasps ]
[ Water splashes ]
[ Silence ]
[ Water splashes ]
[ Knife slashes ]
[ Reyka gasps ]
[ Air bubbling ]
[ Muffled city noises in distance ]