Hi.
-What are you doing here? -I brought you a dress.
Kefilwe, I need your help.
Hey! Do you want to die?
Hey, Maseko.
Men…
Why?
Perhaps I just want all these beautiful people
to remember who you really are.
Please, Alex.
It's enough now.
You call it freedom.
However…
You look fine in that dress, hey?
There you go.
Brits dated it incorrectly.
What the fuck, Sakkie?
You see his hands?
Zaba was an informer.
So it's over.
No way.
Thank you, boss.
The Boers are starting to get smart.
You planned everything?
…Boer cop in the balls, once.
Isn't it?
Hi, Alex.
The fat cop from the TV is inside your house with your father.
What're they doing?
He's putting pressure on your dad.
I'm on my way.
…your son…
He's out of control, sir.
I'm not an informant.
-Hello, Mom. -No, it's not your mom.
Yes, Mom, I know. I'm at the office.
Oh. Is Captain there?
Yes, Mom.
Is he pissed?
Yes, Mom, very.
I have to go. Leave it to me.
Thanks.
Didn't you say you'd have Shabane caught by Christmas?
…either they bring Shabane here…
I'm sorry.
You guys really think I'm mad, hey?
You think I'll work with you after everything you did already.
Answer the question.
Never mind.
He gave her his love and money.
What do you want from me?
I want you to understand that…
…told me about my son.
I'm sorry.
I have to go before--
The doctor would agree with you.
Even if I run…
I'll be with my mom soon.
No, I don't want your pity.
Everything you said is true.
I don't deserve you or my son.
But one thing I know is that I love you, Lesedi.
And I always will.
What the fuck?
I should have brought the boy something.
His father can give it to him himself.
It's all pointless, Lesedi.
How will it help to have his father come and then leave again?
I don't want him to be like me.
Do you still remember Uncle Alex?
Hello.
-How are you, boy? -I'm well.
Uncle Alex came to visit for Christmas. He brought you a present.
Do you like football?
Look, Mom! It's the one I wanted!
-Thank you so much, Uncle. -You're welcome.
There you go.
Thank you.
Zungu and his men are coming for Shabane!
Boss!
It's okay, son.
-Hello. -Hi.
Merry Christmas, sir.
Hey, Shabane.