Help!
Captain, I need a team down here.
Yes.
License plate Golf Lima Alpha 429 Golf Papa.
Yes, copy.
Hi.
Jaco. God bless. Go well.
Petra, Willem. God bless. Go well.
What a wonderful sermon, Reverend.
I was wondering, when you spoke about the commandments,
you seemed to have skipped the seventh.
Wait, Reverend. I asked you a question.
Where is your wife today?
-Regretting her sins. -Fucking asshole.
I will kill you.
What happened to, "You shall not commit adultery"?
Hmm?
What does your congregation think about that, Viljoen?
Come on. Come.
Wanna feel like the boss again?
Well, who doesn't?
How about a stylish office desk that will put you right back on top?
Where do I sign?
Oh, just over there and at the back, please.
So, please, take a look at our online catalogue,
or better yet, come and visit.
-Are you family? -Visit us, get comfortable.
He's my brother-in-law.
Shit, the police were here this morning.
He didn't want to talk to them. Is he all right?
-He's fine. -Okay.
Thank you.
Wow.
This is Charles Dzike, I'm not available at the moment.
Oh, please. Please.
-Beg, bastard. -Please, please.
-Say it. -Goddess! Oh, goddess!
-Yes. -Yes.
That's me.
-And you're nothing. -Nothing.
-Say it. -I'm nothing.
-I'm nothing.
Ah! Ah, yes!
Ah, yes!
I love you.
I can give you what you want.
You don't know what I want.
This isn't about sex, it's about power. And I give you that, don't I?
Shut up.
You're just a boy.
Daan?
Rest.
Hey, rest.
We'll talk later.
Is he okay?
What happened?
He was mugged.
Don't lie to me.
He's my brother-in-law.
Danie.
Come, sit down.
You can't be sick every Monday. What's going on?
Let's clean you up.
My love.
Okay, let's phone the school. Okay?
Yuck, it's everywhere. You'll need a clean shirt. Come, stand up.
Use a plate.
Why did you bring Swys in here?
Danie's issues have nothing to do with Swys.
It's something else.
It's entrepreneurs' week at the school and he's scared.
Because his dad, the king of furniture retail,
doesn't have time to help him.
Maybe he'll be able to sell something if he starts talking.
Swys can't stay here.
Danie, get dressed. It's time for school.
Daan says this is only half, but that you have to trust us.
They said this is only half the delivery.
And that we should trust them.
Son, what's your entrepreneurship project?
Okay.
Whatever it is, remember one thing,
you make the sale the moment the client sees you.
First impressions, show no weakness. Remember that.
And you'll have to bloody well learn how to talk.
What happened to uncle Swys?
Well, someone beat him up.
-But why? -Because he's an easy target.
Nice. Okay. All right.
All right, I've got you now.
All right, feel what happens when I lift my hip. Okay?
Tap!
All right, tap out. There you go.
Okay, you're struggling with the headlock. Aim for where it hurts.
What? Your balls?
No, not mine. But yes, the balls.
Have you heard anything about the tournament? Can you enter?
My dad knows a good trainer, but I'm still saving up.
"My dad found me a trainer", huh?
Come on, Louise, he does know some people.
Who? The school committee?
Come on, princess, not everyone moves in your circles.
-Why did my dad want with you? -He put me in charge of this place.
This place is a shithole. Why doesn't he just sell it?
-It's Swys's place. -Yeah. Sure.
Anyway, what do I care?
Soon I'll be winning championships all over the world,
all before you've even pushed out your first baby.
Fuck off.
Ouch!
Are you ready to exchange your executive heels
for a frying pan and an iron?
Piss off, Markus.
-Where are you going? -Cheers, Markus!
-Come back, I'm sorry. -Whatever.
Okay. Well, I'm unbeatable, huh?
King of martial arts. Markus, the bulldog, Ludik!
There you go.
Thank you. Can I get a nap--
-Oh, no, we don't have any napkins. -I can't have a napkin?
-This is really messy. -Listen, my girl,
if you want a napkin, you'll have to cough up a few rands.
And move your lovely ass. You're holding up the queue.
We're busy here, okay? We're busy.
-Jesus, she's arrogant, huh? -Unbelievable. Lovely ass.
-Napkin. -Hmmm.
Morning. Hi.
Police are here.
-Did he say what it's about? -No.
-Have you heard from Charles? -No. You?
No.
Bring him to my office.
Hey.
Felix, have you heard from Charles today?
No sir, I haven't heard anything from him.
Does he have a number for the family in Masvingo?
Er, no sir.
-Good job today, thank you. -Thanks a lot, sir.
Officer, sorry for the delay. Please sit.
Thank you.
What can I do for you?
I've been tasked to come and ask you a few questions
regarding one of your vehicles.
A delivery truck, license plate, LNK 1003 GP.
Do you know the movements of this truck in the past 24 hours?
No.
You'll have to ask my head of delivery. Why?
-Does your company sell across borders? -Sometimes.
The truck in question was found abandoned on the side of the road,
-just outside of Harare. -I see.
Let me check if he's in, my head of delivery.
Yes, Daan?
Rina, can you check if Charles is in, please?
Are you fucking joking?
Could you excuse me for a moment?
-Coffee? Tea? -No, thank you.
How did they get on to this so quickly?
The past three days marketing data.
Online sales are on the back.
It's a pleasure.
Hey.
That's not company clothing.
Mm.
Officer, my head of deliveries is not in yet.
I apologize, but I can't give you any more information.
Can you confirm if there were any outbound deliveries over the weekend?
Not to my knowledge. No.
So why was the truck crossing the border?
I have a showroom in Zimbabwe.
We place items there as part of marketing the sale.
All right. Thank you, Mr. Ludik. Just one more thing.
My boss has asked to see an inventory of what was in that truck. Do you have that?
No, I really don't.
I'll ask my team to get into it. Where can I send it to?
You can call the Special Task Force. Ask for me, Officer Moyo.
Very good.
Thank you.
Mr. Ludik, do you know if the driver has made contact yet?
Not to my knowledge, no. Why?
The officers on the scene found blood.
They indicated that it was quite a substantial amount.
No bodies were found.
Is that a good thing?
The investigation over there is still going on.
If the driver does get in touch, do let us know.
I will, thank you.
So?
Mm-hmm?
How long will you be out there for?
Until the end of May. I would like for you to come with me and visit.
Really?
Of course. Well, that's if you want to.
I don't think my dad will be too happy about that.
-Ah, why do you care what he thinks? -Because he's my dad.
Yeah, fine.
But if he says no, then we'll elope.
Fat chance.
All right, babe, I've gotta get back.
Well, don't exercise too hard, leave some for tonight.
-Mm-hmm? Okay. -Okay. Mm-mm.
-See you later. -Bye.
Bye.
Hi, uncle Hein!
Hey, hey, hey, so what do you want me for, hey?
Come here.
Pull it, daddy.
Oh, shit.
How pretty. I'd love hair like that. How would it look on me?
Short and to the point, it's so lovely.
And I want to look like Steve Hofmeyr.
Come, grab a roll.
-Where did this guy come from? -There you go.
Nice catch there.
There you go.
Brigadier, please.
Get me a napkin, man.
Yes?
Oh, good, put him through.
Moyo, yeah. What've you got?
He has property there and the truck was delivering furniture.
I see. What kind of property?
He wasn't specific.
And the driver?
He hasn't heard. He doesn't look like he's in the loop of things.
Just a rich, white guy who probably plays too much golf.
Well, write up what you have and send it to me.
If this guy is a little fish, we'll catch him very quickly.
Yes, sir.
Hey, what happened to the napkin?
I don't know.
Ludik.
-What happened? -Fuck.
Where's Charles?
I'll fucking kill you.
Hey! Stop, please! Mr. Brown!
I'll blow your fucking brains out.
Enough.
I said, enough.
Bells, leave us.
Daan.
Please sit.
You bastard.
I have policemen knocking on my door.
They shouldn't be too hard to get rid of.
I don't think you and I are on the same page.
This is your mess!
What the hell happened?
There is a family in Zimbabwe.
The Nkala family.
They are, in some sense of the word, royalty.
The head of the family, John Nkala, died recently.
We've been running guns for a couple of years.
Had a good system in place, men we could trust.
But after his death, his son, Albert, took over.
The boy's a lunatic. Thinks he can simply rearrange things.
So now there's a power struggle.
I'm not hearing the part when my truck got ambushed.
There's no need to cry about it.
This could actually work in your favor.
You're a real piece of work.
You chose to send your best man. That's on you.
Sometimes sacrifices need to be made.
Come now, Daan. Look at the bigger picture.
-What's in it for you? -You need a new border contact.
And you know I have one.
-I also have the means to move things. -Exactly.
So let me make you an offer. That you reconsider your position.
Bells, come over here.
So what do we know so far?
The driver, he was shot. He fled. Now he's missing.
That was my favorite breakfast table.
It was vintage.
I used to enjoy taking my morning coffee over there.
If you ever raise a gun in my house again
I will remove your balls with a butter blade. Are we clear?
Keep an eye on Ludik. I want him on my team or no team at all.
Oh, and Bells?
The table is coming out of your salary. You fucking moron.
LOUISE - I NEED TO TALK YOU, DAD!
Hello.
-What the hell happened to your face? -I walked into something.
What is it?
-Well, I-- -What is it?
It was sent to my email address.
-Hey, hey, hey. -Fuck!
Mind your own business, Lulu. Pretend you didn't see it.
So you knew?
Oh, fuck no. How long?
Years.
Oh, shit.
Who is this man?
-Two-faced bastard, DJ Jakes. -Fuck.
Listen, take it easy. Okay?
He's going to ask for money or threaten to expose Hein.
I don't want you to get involved.
He's cheating on Aunt Maureen, with a man!
Yes.
-Fuck. I can't… -Take it easy.
This is Charles Dzike. I'm not available at the moment.
Where are you, Charles?
Where are you?
Hey, come here. Come here.
Yeah. Is it yours, hey?
I also have a dog.
Danie!
What are you doing in there?
Is he awake?
Okay.
Hello, Anet.
Swys.
I brought some lunch. It's in the kitchen.
Stay away from him. Okay? Are you listening? He's sick.
Are you listening?
Okay. Go wash your face and then we'll eat.
Hey, you lot! Clean up this mess.
I'm talking to you. Clean up this mess.
-Hey. -Hey, Daan. Who beat you up?
Your boyfriend emailed my daughter.
He took a video. Did you know?
Yeah, he's not going to back down until he gets paid.
He's crazy.
You know I warned him. What impact do my warnings have
if he keeps on baiting me? Hm?
-Give me his address. -I'll talk to him.
Give me his address, or I'll get him at work.
Please, Daan, just give him what he wants. Come on.
Daan, I said I was sorry. I'll talk to him!
Good day. Can I help you?
Good afternoon. The name's Davies.
Brigadier Davies.
I was hoping to have a chat with Daan Ludik. Is he around perhaps?
No, he's out but I can tell him you stopped by.
Will he be back soon?
Oh, I doubt it. He has some errands to run.
That's fine. I'm sure he's a busy man with a franchise like this.
Is this your only branch?
No, actually, we have one in Cape Town. And one in Limpopo.
-Big ship to steer. -Mmm.
Yeah.
Well, the sale looks good.
I think I'll browse and,
wait to see if he comes back.
I doubt it. He has some errands to run.
-Yes, you did say that. -Yes.
Luke.
Can you see to that man?
Are you gonna behave? Look at me.
Are you gonna behave?
Yes.
-Are you gonna behave? -Mm-hmm.
Watch the fermata here.
Well done.
I'm not buying this fake shit.
-Lil's Flowers? -It's me.
Have you heard from Charles?
-No, what happened? -It was an ambush.
He's missing.
Arend's got me cornered. Did you send the flowers?
I did.
They didn't ask questions, but Daan, they're gonna want answers.
What I gave them was an insult.
-I might need the rest as leverage. -You okay?
I need to find someone.
Sure, I can do that.
Hit me.
DJ Jakes.
-No! -Fucking liar! This is my house.
Fuck you! Stop shouting, you're carrying on like a little girl.
-Leave my son alone! -Oh, shut up, you whore!
Daan. Daan, wait.
Papa!
What are you going to do, huh?
Hit me with the cricket bat?
You're so small, such a fucking little sissy.
You have no idea, do you, boy?
-Your dad… -Tertius!
-Stop hitting him, right now. -"Stop hitting him." What?
Tertius! That's enough!
Or what? Hmm?
That's my wife. My wife.
Mine.
Tertius, stop your bullshit, take your things and go.
Commandment number nine.
Don't fucking lie!
A man goes to Jesus and asks, "Sir,
"what good deeds must I do to gain entry to heaven?"
"Which commandments must I obey?"
Jesus says, "Not just one or two."
"All of them."
Obey every fucking one of them!
Hey, come here. Hey! Fuck you, man. Fuck you.
There is no God!
There's only man.
He was really upset. I think you need to back down.
Please.
Please call me.
Hein, what are you doing there in the dark?
-I'm coming, Maureen. -The food is getting cold.
-Daan. -I warned you. Okay?
This is your final fucking warning. I'm sure Hein loves you,
but you're not fucking worthy. You're a piece of shit.
Stay away. Stay away!
Love. What does your family know about love?
Hein's so desperate for it, he'll suck cock on a Sunday.
Listen here, you bastard. I said stay away. It's over. Stay away.
Or what? What? What are you gonna do? Hit me?
Careful, Ludik.
Nobody buys garden furniture from a gay basher.
What would Jesus do, Ludik?
He'd stay the fuck away from your family.
Hein's going to regret the day he met me.
Hey, hurry up. I want to take a shit.
Dad, have you heard back from that trainer? Can he take me on?
Markus, I want to use the toilet.
Uncle Daan asked me to manage the shop, so I'll be able to contribute some money.
-Where's Swys? -He's gone off the rails again.
Come. Come on, man.
Daan?
Brother.
Hey, man.
How are you feeling?
I'm so sorry, Daan.
-I fucked up. -Take it easy.
I should've fought back.
Why me?
What did they want to know?
Nothing.
They didn't say anything. Just…
Just beat me and…
What did it cost you to save me?
It's been dealt with.
I miss her.
I know.
Daan Ludik. Just the man I've been looking for.
Did I miss a good fight?
Subtitle translation by: Regina Njoku