Help me, Daan! Please. They're going to kill me!
-Is that my husband's voice I hear? -I'm more than just a voice.
-Is that so? -I think I'll have to show you.
I'm going to keep Danie at home today.
-Is he ill? -No.
Come visit.
Get comfortable.
All the usual stuff.
-The usual stuff? -Yeah. The usual stuff.
Here's his passport.
-Go well. -Go well.
-I have arrived, sir. -There we are.
Danie, come! We have to go.
Where did you just come from?
I slept over at a friend's place.
-Does he have a name? -Yes, he does.
Danie! Come on.
No, son.
Is this how you're going to present yourself to the world?
There we go.
Your mom says you have a project that you need my help with?
Hey, I'm talking to you.
I can't help you if you won't talk.
Fuck it, pick up. Fuck, Daan.
Morning. Can I help you?
"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 you go.
Do you like it, Hein?
That jam is expensive.
Others have to eat as well.
Yes, Dad. Sorry, Dad.
Did the chickens lay eggs today?
No.
FRESH EGGS FOR SALE
Yes, little Ludik.
Morning, ma'am.
Shouldn't you be at school already?
I've got an offer you can't miss 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 one cent each.
Does your dad know about this?
Where else will you find such a nice big egg?
It's still so fresh. It's still warm.
The baking competition won't win itself.
Brilliant needle work, ma'am.
There you go, ma'am. First prize is yours.
-Dad, Hein. -Daan.
Glad you could find the time to join us.
Daan, I'd hoped we could talk about my situation.
Now?
I was just wondering whether you're going to do something.
Why should I? I warned you.
You're right. This isn't the time or place.
"Nothing... can separate us from the love of Christ."
"Hardship,
or distress,
or persecution…
nakedness or famine…
peril or sword."
Why do you like him so much?
Swys? He makes me laugh.
He's really funny.
Daan. Come.
Mom needs you.
Come.
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."
Where the hell are you?
Have you forgotten what day it is?
-I'm so sorry, Daan. -Swys! Where are you?
Who are these fuckers? Swys!
They're going to fucking kill me, Daan!
Swys! Keep quiet. Tell me where you are.
-Damn it! -Daan! Are you all right?
Hit me.
How about a tasty snack, Mr. Ludik?
Problems in paradise, I'm telling you.
-Bastard! -No. Hey, hey. Hey.
-It's wonderful, I think. -Don't burn the meat.
No, ah, are you saying I can't barbecue?
-Here you are. Finally. -Hi.
Food is almost ready.
Thank you, sir.
-I insist. -Dad, let him do it.
Let's get a beer. Come.
You could've told me
your daughter's boyfriend was coming for dinner.
I didn't know.
Yes, 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?
Food is almost ready.
-Dad. -I…
He's Pieter Davies.
No, Pieter Davies?
He's won four gold medals for South Africa. You must know who he is.
He just needs to learn how to catch a ball.
Go get some ice cream. You can eat in front of the TV.
-Yeah. -Isn't that wonderful?
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?
You know, Dad? Sometimes you sound so greedy.
What is wrong with you?
Because I've earned it.
I wonder who he thinks is paying for the food.
Morning, Marta.
Morning, Dad. What brings you here? Coffee?
-Tea. -Marta, please.
Aren't you going to greet your granddad?
What's wrong with him?
Stayed up too late watching TV, 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 get Daan. -Ooh, still in bed. Nice.
Dad, are you making a house call?
What is going on 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 drop by and 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? Not fancy enough for them?
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 will visit 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.
This talking to the school nurse about your feelings stops today.
It's people like her that encourage him to cry over every little damn 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 of 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.
But this thing with Swys is a priority.
Okay, grab, grab. Here, here. Okay, a bit more power and lean against me.
Lean against me. There you go. Nice, nice, 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 Tweety. The keys are inside.
When's the last time Swys was here?
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.
Never, sir. 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. -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, good. But pushing isn't actually my job.
Nice.
What's for dinner, Marta?
-Chicken and vegetables, ma'am. -Good.
I don't think Daan will be home, so you can make a plate for him.
I'll do that.
Did you say thank you to Marta?
He did.
-I'll be by 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.
And Jesus Christ says that God reprimands those whom He loves.
In Jesus' name. Amen.
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?
Yoh. And what did you say then?
I said, fuck off with your two rand tip.
No, that is not what I said, Pieter.
Yeah. I know.
-Yes? -Is this the time to get home?
Excuse me? Just-- just hold on, I'll phone you back, okay?
Danie is already asleep.
You and your boyfriend are too loud.
You know, my Dad is right about you.
You mother him way too much.
But hey, none of my business.
Isn't it time to go visit your mom for a change?
This isn't your home.
This is a Ludik home.
Night!
I want that one, without the cross.
You made a tidy profit off me today.
We're going to church.
Get ready.
Come on.
Come, I'll tell you where to go.
Welcome, family and friends.
And welcome to those we seldom see in the house of the Lord.
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: Rolé Swiegers