Daan.
Help me, Daan, please. They're gonna kill me!
Daan!
Hello. I'm Daan Ludik.
Here at Ludik Furniture and Carpets,
you can count on me to take care of you.
Just make yourself comfortable.
-Is that my husband's voiceI hear? -I'm more than just a voice.
-Is that so? -I think I'll have to show you.
Okay.
Wanna feel like the boss again? Well, who doesn't?
How about a stylish office desk that'll put you right back on top?
I'm going to keep Danie at home today.
-Is he ill? -No.
Unless he's dead or dying,
he goes to school.
Come visit.
Get comfortable.
Passport.
-Here. -Let me see.
Ludik Furniture, right?
Yeah. Yes.
-Please, can you open at the back? -Yeah. Here are my papers.
-It's all the usual stuff. -Huh?
-The usual stuff? -Yeah. The usual stuff.
All right!
Here's his passport.
-Yeah. -Back in the car.
-Go well. -Thanks, go well.
Hey, Eric.
Yeah.
-I have arrived, sir. -There we are.
-Okay. -Thank you.
Thank you.
Danie, come! We got to go.
Where did you just come from?
I slept over at a friend's.
-Does he have a name? -Yes, he does.
Danie! Come on.
Hi, Danie. Bye, Danie.
No, man.
Is this how you'll present yourself to the world?
That's it.
Good morning, beautiful people.
You're listening to Living Hope FM with DJ Jakes.
Aren't we all so blessed to live in this beautiful place called Mzansi?
Hypocrite.
Your mom says you have a project you need some help with.
Hmm?
Hey, I'm talking to you.
I can't help you if you won't talk.
-Morning, guys. -Morning, boss.
-Daan. -Morning.
Charles phoned. He's back, and I deposited the 50,000 into the Ludik Trust.
And your brother-in-law has now phoned the office three times.
Fuck it, pick up. Fuck, Daan.
Fuck.
Linda.
Thank you for calling Alcoholics Anonymous.
Hello?
Hello.
My name is Swys. Um…
Swys, it's okay. I'm listening. I'm here.
Thank you.
Are you okay?
Yes, I'm…
I'm okay.
Where are you based, Swys?
I'm in Silverton.
Have you ever joined a group?
Yes, I'm…
I'm 15 months clean.
That's amazing, Swys.
Look, there's a group down the road.
Down in, Lynwood?
Yes, I know. I…
I just needed to call someone.
That's fine. I'm listening.
I'll be okay.
-Okay. -I'm gonna be okay.
Don't forget to call the group, Swys.
Thank you.
Charles, glad you're back.
Thank you, Daan.
-Everything go well? -Never a problem.
-Take the day. -Thank you, Daan.
Morning!
Can I help you?
Hm.
Morning. I'm looking for the owner. His name is Swys.
You found him.
-That's me. Yeah. -It's you?
Oh, very bad habit. Very bad habit.
-Very pleased to meet you. -Nice to meet you and how can I--
"Though I go through dark times,
I will not fear.
For You are with me.
In Your hands
I am safe.
You prepare a table for me,
in the presence of my enemies."
Morning, Linda. Are you coming to school?
No, not today.
Is there something I can do?
You can go sit with Mom.
Here.
Is it nice, Hein?
That jam is expensive.
Others would have to eat as well.
Yes, Dad. Sorry, Dad.
Did the chickens lay eggs today?
No.
FRESH EGGS FOR SALE
Yes, young Ludik?
Morning, auntie.
Shouldn't you be at school already?
I've got an offer you can't miss out on today.
Ma'am, it's two cents an egg.
-Since when? -A family must eat.
But I'll tell you what? Just for you,
ten cents for six.
I won't pay more than a cent each.
Does your dad know about this?
Where will you find such a nice fat egg any where else?
It's so fresh, it's still warm.
The baking competition won't win itself.
Excellent needle work, auntie.
There you go. First prize is yours.
Dad, Hein.
Glad you could make time for us today.
Daan, I'd hoped we could talk about my situation.
-Now? -Well,
I was just wondering if you're gonna do something.
Why should I? I warned you.
You're right. This isn't the time or the place.
"Nothing
can separate us from the love of Christ."
"Hardship,
or distress,
or persecution,
nakedness or famine…
peril or sword."
Hi, Swys!
Why do you like him so much?
Swys? He makes me laugh.
He's really funny.
Daan, come.
Ma needs you.
Come.
Daan.
Come pray with me.
The Lord is my Shepherd.
I shall not want.
He maketh me lie down in green pastures.
He restoreth my soul.
By waters…
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness
for His name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will…
fear no evil.
"Nothing in the present,
or in the future,
can separate us from His love."
Swys.
Where the hell are you?
Did you forget what day it is?
Daan Ludik.
-Furniture man. -Hello?
Who's this?
I'm sorry to hear about the death of your sister.
Who the hell is this? Where's Swys?
You, Mr. Ludik, are in line of business that is of great interest to my boss.
Now listen carefully.
No, fuck you! You listen to me.
Where is Swys?
Are you listening now?
You have two options.
Either you do as I say and,
fucking Swys here can keep on living his pathetic loser life,
or whatever the fuck he's doing.
Or you'll find cops at your house as soon as tomorrow.
And of course,
the body of your brother-in-law in a river somewhere.
Is this some kind of joke?
No.
-Don't. -Swys?
-I'm so sorry, Daan. -Swys! Where are you?
Who are these motherfuckers? Swys!
They're going to fucking kill me!
-Daan, they're gonna fucking kill me! -Swys! Quiet! Tell me where you are!
Swys!
The choice is yours.
I will send an address. The boss is expecting you at seven.
Listen, buddy. Nobody is my boss, okay?
Hello?
-Damn it! -Daan! Are you okay?
Call Lil.
-Lil's Flowers. -It's me. I need you to run an address.
-Hit me. -87 Highgrove Lane.
-I need the computer. -What for?
An address.
You know, you really need to start paying me a salary for this, hey?
Acting smart. You wanna get smacked?
Lil? Are you there?
Lil!
Daan, what do you want with this guy?
Who is it?
-Arend Brown. -Do you know him?
I know of him. His legal name is Percival Brown.
He's big on leverage buy-outs. He's very high up. What did you do?
Can you come to the store as soon as possible?
I think we might have a problem.
-How big a problem? -I don't know yet.
Fuck!
Hmm.
Five of the hottest, short,
shaggy, spikey, edgy pixie cuts and hairstyles.
How about a tasty snack, Mr. Ludik?
Trouble in paradise, I'm telling you.
Daan.
I don't think you should go.
He could kill Swys.
Charles is right.
He's my brother-in-law. I have to act.
Rina, find out everything you can on this Percival Brown.
Tax evasion. Businesses. Who he hangs out with.
Why does he call himself "Arend"?
-Get me anything. -I heard he's very dangerous.
This is not just about your image. What about the diamonds?
What about the buyers? Are you going to tell them?
I've already split the diamonds. There's the paperwork.
-You'll be delivering half. -Half?
-Why half? -Because I said so, Lil.
I'm not delivering half.
This is going to end up being a "shoot the messenger." No ways.
Make something up. Say there's conflict in the north. Buy us some time. Okay?
You have never delivered half.
Farhad is not an idiot.
What do you think?
Daan, you are no longer in the position of power.
You need to calm down and think.
He's not the first man to take a shit on your lawn.
He's also not the last.
Turn around.
Hey, be careful with that.
Oh, really?
Oops.
That's enough!
-Fuck. -Follow me. Come.
Fuck!
Fuck.
-Thank you, Christina. -Thank you, sir.
I swim so that I can smoke.
We all have our vices.
Oh, please, Daan. Sit.
Let's talk.
How much do you want?
No.
I have a problem.
And I believe you're just the man to solve it for me.
What do I look like, Dr. Phil?
That's very funny.
-Tell me about your business. -I sell furniture.
-Come now, I don't have all night. -Neither do I.
You have other forms of income.
I do. I also sell carpets.
Really?
You smuggle diamonds.
I know it's not a big business, but it affords you a few luxuries.
Who told you that?
You support capitalism.
Nice house. Nice wife.
A good income.
But that's where it ends.
I prefer to dictate my own fate.
I can see that.
But does it bring you power?
Power has the ability to influence change.
That is what Pretoria needs.
That is what this country needs.
Change.
I do that.
My organization feeds 300,000 hungry mouths every day.
I've spent two billion dollars in housing projects
with solar-powered electricity.
What does your government do?
Nothing.
What do you do?
I take care of my people. What's your point?
My point is,
you're a small fish. You're a tiny little fish in a big ocean.
And that's exactly what I need.
Someone insignificant. Who won't get caught in the net.
-I need a mover. -You want to use my trucks?
I have a delivery coming up this week that needs to be moved up to Gabon.
A delivery of what?
What do you think goes to Central Africa?
So, Mr. Solar Panel is also Mr. Criminal.
Takes one to know one.
How do you think I found you?
Where is my brother-in-law?
He'll be just fine.
If I do this, you'll let him go? And you leave my business as it is?
Bells will fill you in on all the intricate details.
I want your word.
Learn when to submit, Daan Ludik.
Now get the fuck out of my house.
-Bastard! -No, hey. Hey!
I'll call you with the details.
-What about Swys? -He stays with me.
Get the fuck out of here.
That's a crazy story. Wow.
-It's wonderful, I think. -Don't burn the meat.
No, ah, are you saying I can't barbecue?
-Here you are. Finally. -Hi.
Hmmm!
Food is almost ready.
Dad, I would like you to meet Pieter Davies.
The friend we spoke of this morning.
Hi, Pieter. Daan Ludik. Nice to meet you. Welcome to my home.
Thank you, sir.
Call me Daan, please.
Let me take those.
It's fine. I don't mind being in charge.
-I insist. -Dad, let him do it.
Let's get you a beer. Come.
Sorry.
You could've told me
your daughter's boyfriend was coming for dinner.
I didn't know.
You're right. The apple of your eye.
It won't hurt you to give more attention to Danie.
Today was the appointment with the school psychologist.
She wanted to see both of us.
Are you listening?
I heard you.
What do you want from me?
Danie!
Food is almost ready.
So, tell us about yourself, Pieter.
What do you do for a living?
-Dad. -I er…
What? Hmm?
-He's Pieter Davies. -It's alright.
-It's okay, baby. Leave it. -You don't know Pieter Davies?
It doesn't matter. I mean, your dad's a bigger deal than me.
You're the furniture guy. My mom loves your store.
Pieter Davies, the sprinter.
He's won four gold medals for South Africa. You must know who he is.
So, you're a runner?
Good for you. Now I know.
Danie tried out for the rugby team.
Yeah, the coach says he's got the build,
he just needs to work on his confidence. Isn't that, sweetie?
That's great.
-Yes. -Yes.
He just needs to learn how to catch a ball.
You can have some ice cream in front of the TV.
So, is running all you do or do you have a job?
I have a charity organization that I manage on the side.
We raise funds to take sports and activities into poorer schools.
Yeah, he just raised 100,000 rand for a primary school
to build and maintain a swimming pool.
-Yeah. -Isn't that wonderful?
I didn't ask about charity, I asked about income.
My company donates to charities,
you know that better than anyone.
But charity doesn't put food on the table.
What's going on with you?
Life is tough. You need to be prepared.
Prepared for what?
You know, Dad? Sometimes you sound so greedy.
Well, personally, I don't believe money can buy happiness.
Oh, really?
Then what did your 100,000 rand pool money just buy?
That was for the kids, sir.
But you got a lot of publicity from it, didn't you?
Made you happy. It sure made Louise happy to talk about it.
What is wrong with you?
Money is not the enemy, Louise.
I don't hear you complaining about your salary.
Because I've earned it.
-Thanks for dinner, Anet. -Pleasure.
Nice meeting you, sir.
Excuse me.
Thanks for the dinner.
I wonder who he thinks pays for the food.
Cheers.
Morning, Martha.
There you go.
Morning, Dad. What brings you here? Coffee?
Tea.
-Martha, please? -Sure.
Aren't you going to greet me?
What's wrong with the kid?
Watched TV too late, not enough sleep. Right, son?
Why don't you go play outside? We'll come say goodbye before we go.
Yes.
Seems like all he does is watch TV and eat crap.
-What do you feed him? He'll get fat. -Hey.
Well, it doesn't surprise me. All rich kids get fat.
-I'll go get Daan. -Ooh, still in bed. Nice.
Dad, are you making a house call?
What's up with your son?
Can hardly believe he's yours, he has no fucking manners.
-Yeah, a man knows when he's not welcome. -No. No, sit please.
What can I do?
No, just thought I'd say hi since I never see you anymore.
But I saw you yesterday.
Where's Swys?
I don't know.
I'm upset because he wasn't at Linda's graveside yesterday.
He could've at least shown his face.
Coward.
Speaking of which…
Why didn't your family come? Wasn't grand?
It was my choice, Dad.
That's how a person loses control. You're too lenient.
Dad, we have an appointment at the school.
-On a Saturday? -I'll come see you at the parsonage.
Yeah. When will we see you in church again?
Or are you too successful for God these days?
How much do I owe for the tea?
I'll phone next time.
So, as you know, I've been seeing Danie
for the last three months.
And he's a very sweet child, but…
Unfortunately, he hasn't been making
the kind of progress that we would've hoped for.
And I am concerned about him.
Look, I don't know if the school is providing the right kind of support
for what he may need, but we're not there yet. Okay?
First, we need to address his social behavior.
And this is predominantly why the school wants to keep him back for a year.
But they can't do that. I mean, his marks are above average. You can't--
I know but my concern is not with his understanding of the work,
but with his ability to use it.
And to function well in the school environment.
Social and academic.
I'll talk to him.
Tough love is not going to help his taciturnity.
It could even make it worse.
His what?
His taciturnity. He doesn't communicate.
What do you want us to do?
I'll continue seeing him,
and we'll try to find the source of his anxiety.
And then, gradually, we'll develop tools to help him to sidestep his fears
and hopefully then he'll begin to open up.
It would really help if you could be supportive, nurturing.
He's not as tough as you expect him to be.
He's 11.
Do you want me to treat him like a baby?
He needs support. He needs a safe space to open up.
-Mr. Ludik-- -Don't tell me how to raise my child.
I was merely giving a suggestion.
-Yeah, we'll here's a suggestion. -Daan.
Why don't you get a new desk?
Not this birch-plywood shit you sit behind telling me
what's wrong with my son.
I'm surprised it's still standing under the weight of your judgements.
Sorry.
This talking to the school nurse about your feelings stops today.
It's people like her that make him to cry over every damn little thing.
What do you expect? He doesn't talk.
He gets stepped on by other people. He gets bullied.
He's a Ludik. He'll find his feet.
Fine, so it's my problem?
Tell me, what's more important? Your work or your child?
He's suffering. We need to help him with this bully.
A dog like that doesn't listen. I don't have time for this now.
Why not? Give me one good reason.
-Swys. -What about Swys?
He's in trouble.
But… I thought you washed your hands off him after Linda's death?
So, your drunk brother-in-law's needs are more important than your child's?
Don't be so dramatic, okay? Calm down. I'll talk to Danie.
This thing with Swys is a priority. End of discussion.
Mr. Ludik.
I know that you have a reputation in this town and I'm sure
that you work very hard to maintain it.
But Danie is a soft soul.
Whatever choices you make going forward, are going to influence him.
Danie won't be seeing you anymore. Thank you for your concern.
Do you really think that you have power over me on this?
You really should come to our summer sale.
Pick something nice. On the house.
Okay, grab. Here. Okay,
a bit more power and lean against me.
Lean against me. There you go. Nice. Okay, whoa! Someone's here.
Uncle Daan, what are you doing here?
Holy fuck, who did you pick a fight with?
-How long will it take to fix? -The afternoon.
But you should employ me to sort them out. A quick one-two.
Have you got a ride for me?
Yeah, take Tweetie. The keys are inside.
When's the last time Swys was here?
Well, I showed up yesterday and the place was empty.
Do you think he's drinking again?
I'll pay you a manager's salary. Just don't wreck the place.
No ways. Gee, thanks. Yeah.
I can use the extra money to train for the MMA National Champs.
My dad might have a lead on a trainer.
He's a bit expensive, but what do you think?
-Is that what your dad says? -Yes.
-Dream big, Ludik. -Yes, I will.
-All right, bring it when it's done. -Yes.
Is that the guy from the furniture place?
-Yeah, it's my uncle. This is his place. -What do you think? Will he sponsor me?
He's not going to give money to a nobody like you, bro.
Come. All right.
Put 'em up. You can't be tired yet.
-Such a piece of shit. -What is it this time?
What now? Did you put in fuel?
Fuel? I put in 15 rand's worth of diesel.
Probably two weeks ago.
-Oh, look. -What now?
Poor soul. Lost in a deep, dark forest.
His poor, poor father.
Shut up and push. Push.
Okay, let's go. But pushing isn't actually my job.
Luke.
Tell the team to take the afternoon off, we're closing early.
All right, everyone, that's closing time. Remember, Monday is a sales day,
so we want everyone on top form but enjoy your weekend. Let's get out of here. Nice.
Bye, Daan.
Cheers, guys. Have a good one. See you Monday.
Cheers!
See you Monday. Nice.
All right. Cheers, Daan!
Beautiful.
When are you gonna say yes?
-About what? -Come on.
What's for dinner, Martha?
-Chicken and vegetables, ma'am. -Good.
I don't think Daan will be home tonight, so you can dish him a plate.
I'll do that.
Did you say thank you to Martha?
He did.
-I'll be at the TV. -All right.
-Thanks for the food. -You're welcome, young Ludik.
Who…
or what, can separate us from the love of Jesus Christ?
He is the one who died.
And yet he has risen.
His will be done.
Amen.
And Jesus Christ says that God reprimands those whom He loves.
-In Jesus's name. -Amen.
I remember the asshole at the shop
who wanted to buy the crib off the back of your truck.
"Hey, why can't I buy it?" I'll give you
300 rand.
300 rand, and here's some more.
-A two rand tip. -A two rand tip.
Damn.
If only he knew how much money was really in the crib?
Yo, and what did you say then?
I said, "Fuck off with your two rand tip."
-Those were simpler times. -Cheers.
Charles, am I asking too much of you to take this through?
Daan, your brother is my brother.
I just don't trust these bastards.
I've worked my whole life to build this picture.
I'm not going to let this Arend fuckwit mess it up.
But Swys could die.
I promised my sister I would take care of him.
I've already failed.
They're here.
-Shall we begin? -I want to talk to Swys first.
You worry too much. He's having dinner.
No, that's not what I said, Pieter.
Yeah. I know.
Perhaps we'll see then.
Well, I mean, no, that entirely depends.
-I know. And then I said yes. -Louise.
-Yes? -Is this the time to get home?
Excuse me? Just hold on, I'll phone you back, okay?
Danie is asleep already .
You and your boyfriend are too noisy.
You know, my Dad is right about you.
You mommy him way too much.
But hey, none of my business.
Isn't it time to go visit your mom for a change?
Anet.
This isn't your home.
This is a Ludik home.
Night!
-The duty officer is expecting you. -What's his name?
Once through border, you need to deliver the pieces
to this location by Monday morning.
What is the agent's name?
Mr. Ludik, it's not in your hands, you can go home.
Hey!
-Name. -Silo.
You can't miss him, he's the ugly one. He will find you.
When do I get Swys back?
Deliver this on time, and you will get him back.
Daan,
everything is going to work out.
Just have faith.
Call me when you get through the border.
If anyone walks in the night,
he stumbles because the light is not on him.
Listen people, I say even if it is night time, it's the right time.
Sure, it's true. Animals do come out to play, but don't be scared.
God will protect you.
He is great. In the meantime,
let's listen to a very special new release.
I want that one. Without the cross.
You made a tidy profit off me today.
We're going to church.
Get ready.
Come on, move it.
Why are you eating here? You're making a mess.
Come, I'll tell you where to go.
Welcome, family and friends.
And welcome to those whom we seldom see in the house of the Lord.
Linda.
And I ask you now to give to the house of the Lord
with an open heart and an open hand.
Silo, wake up. Wake up.
Okay, wait.
What's going on here?
Subtitle translation by: Regina Njoku