Papa!
Kids...kids...
Jacobs!
Kids' are going missing around Khayelitsha.
People come and go around here, you know.
Go check this out for me anyway.
Yeah, Dan.
Where is it?
At the...Botanical Gardens.
I will drop the boys off at school then will be right over there...
Tom! Gary!
Hey, are you kidding me?
Go back in and put on some real clothes.
- Why don't you let me... - Come on boys.
- Did you get a hold on Brian? - I've left several messages.
- Oh, Sokhela. - Jacob.
Fletcher? You work in the field now?
I needed a change of scenery.
You probably will get your money as well.
- How old is the victim? - Around 20.
20 years old.
Died around 2 am, multiple wounds, no bullet.
Stabbing?
Someone beat her to death with their fists.
Raped?
Sexual intercourse.
If it's rape, I'll tell you later.
This is what we found on her...
video club membership card.
Judith...
Botha.
What the fuck are you doing? It's me.
Nice of you to drop by.
- It has been a while... - Fucking lunatic.
It's not loaded.
What are you doing here?
This is it?
The rest is stashed in the Cayman Islands.
What do you think?
That's where we've to go for child support?
Child support? Your mom is not exactly out on the street, hmm?
She has a new boyfriend, doesn't she?
Dentist.
Big business!
So he is my dad now?
And how am I suppose to pay for a flat?
Flat?
Yeah, Marjorie and I are moving in together.
Huh, Marjorie?
Why don't you come and live here?
You know I got this flat for you.
It's too much traffic around here.
Do you even know this one's name?
I know she has got a nice ass.
I stopped pass grandpa's grave.
What's it going to take for you to get around putting his name on his head stone?
Come here!
You look like hell.
Mighty glad to see you too.
'Cause she's keeping her spirit up, she's tougher than she looks.
What about the kids?
I don't think they understand.
When Tom was looking at her mother's hair, he says:
"Mommy's leaves are falling."
Please wait.
He has aged since the World Cup.
I'll let you do the talking.
Nils Botha?
Hello, sir.
I'm Detective Dan Fletcher from the Serious and Violent Crime Unit
and this is Detective Brian Epkeen.
What's going on here?
Do you know where your daughter Judith is?
At home, I imagine.
She's not at her flat and her cellphone doesn't answer.
Could you...
could you please give us a description of
her height and
weight...
About 5 foot 5...
- What's going on here? - Something wrong, Nils?
What's going on?
We found the body of a young woman in the Botanical Gardens.
The body hasn't been identified yet
but she had a video club membership card on her
name of Judith Botha. Do you know what your daughter did last night?
Judith and Nicole were studying for their mid-year exams.
Nicole?
My daughter. Judith and Nocole are close friends.
Thanks, Janet.
We, we just got hold of Judith. She's at the beach with her boyfriend.
Her cell is switched off.
She lent her video club card to her friend Nicole, yesterday.
You got to help, Judith.
Yes, we done it before.
Nicole will tell her parents she's spending the night at my place to study
but in fact she go out.
Do you know where or with whom?
We weren't seeing much of each other lately.
You attend the same university?
Thanks, Janet.
Yeah. She wasn't coming to classes any more.
In the last few months, something changed,
like she wasn't the same person.
I can't explain why but...
she has become evasive.
It's me.
Come in.
What happened?
Everything is alright.
A drop in blood pressure, nothing too serious.
I was hanging out with some ladies
along Khayelitsha.
I got a bit of the flush. It happens, you know.
You do too much, mama.
You are working much too hard,
much too hard!
You know that there is still a kid who disappeared there?
Have you gone to see the Adams?
They haven't noticed anything suspecting.
Naturally. Nobody cares about these children, you know.
Ma...come on...
We all shiver talking about it, you know.
Thank you.
Do you see the way she was looking at you?
Stop, ma.
Ali, she is beautiful!
Ma, stop it.
How about... chicken and dumpling?
That sounds good?
Good.
Former Springbuck and world cup hero Stewart Weitz
called a press conference late this afternoon.
Weitz said that violent crimes have turned Africa into just another failed African state
with delusion to the contrary.
Some kind of toothed beast raped and murdered my daughter.
If the police in this country are incapable of protecting its fellow citizens...
Please...please, sir.
Stop it!
Stop them!
Let me go!
Stop them!
Stop!
- Get off me! - What happened to you?
Stop it!
Come on boy,
I just want to see how you are.
Get out of there!
How are you?
You are late.
What exactly are you hoping to find?
Where we come from we call it a lead.
My daughter was raped and murdered
by one of these degenerates
that plague our country.
You will find nothing here.
but we don't know that your daughter was raped.
Tick? It's a type of drug.
We are dealing with a rich kid who doesn't abuse.
No, she does.
The medical examiner found traces of
ephedrine and ammoniain in her bloodstream
which suggests that she is using Tick.
Is it possible someone drugged her to abuse her?
She had sexual intercourse
but she wasn't raped.
Our main priority is to find her partner.
Yeah, he's our killer
or he'd have come forward by now.
It's possible
but it could be that he just sold her the Tick and doesn't want any trouble.
In any case, we are looking for him.
- What about the DNA samples? - Nothing useable there.
- Have you spoken to the Attorney General? - Three times already.
Nicole Weitz's father called
to complain about the cop that showed up at his place this morning.
Brian is a first-grade detective. I trust him.
He's a mess.
Ruby!
What are you doing here?
I was just in the neighborhood for working.
Why haven't they fired you yet?
Lovely place you got.
Is David here?
He is at his girlfriend's.
- Margaret. - Marjorie, Brian!
and he is studying for his finals tomorrow.
- He drop by to see me yesterday. - I heard.
He want to get his own flat. I was thinking...
Since when you have been more interest in David than your cock?
Ever since he started having cute girlfriends.
Look...
I thought maybe we could go 50/50 on it?
Fuck you. Why don't you start by paying me the child support you owe me?
I am broke. Your dentist is the rich and famous, he can't help you out?
Rick is not going pay for your son!
Just tell him it's the price for banging you!
Can't we just talk normally?
You are not normal.
I can change.
You?
Is that your car down there? Hey, baby.
Meet Brian.
The famous Brian.
You want to come in for a drink?
Have a good day.
I am sorry.
No, it's alright.
I'm late.
So you remembered!
- Blond. - I don't have a lot of lovely fantasies anymore!
Turn around.
Please try to save your trip to the emergency room before bed time!
All these boys...so violent!
Next time Brian can bring one of his lady friends around.
What about Ali? When we get to meet his girlfriend?
I don't know.
- He called me a mess? - And what did you say?
I lied. I said you're not a total fuck-up.
Kruger is right.
I am a mess.
- Another Kruger wants to talk. - Don't start again, Claire.
Must I remind you of unit C10?
Wasn't he a part of it during the apartheid?
It was Kruger who promoted me to captain.
That's wonderful but how many Black man did he kill and torture in Vlakplaas?
Don't tell me he wasn't one of those bastards.
We decided that we were...
going to live together.
The past is the past.
So...can we play cards?
Kruger was amnestied, pardoned!
Of course he was amnestied! Kruger and all those other murderers and thieves!
It's so easy! You appear before some misguided farce of a commission,
you confess all the evil deeds you've done and
bam! All was forgiven, just like that...
This instant absolution is blatantly absurd!
A slight exaggeration, don't you think?
We were too easy on all those pricks, huh?
They got away clean,
free as fucking birds,
more prosperous than ever like nothing ever happened.
And what would you've preferred? Retribution?
More death?
Not retribution, Ali.
Justice.
I would prefer justice.
Claire, if there's anyone at this table
who could possibly want to take revenge...is Ali
but it so happens that he has...
the strength and intelligence
to forgive!
"If you want to make peace with your enemies..."
"then you have to work with your enemies"
"and they become your partners..."
Mandela.
So...
are you hiding the cards?
We are hiding the cards.
And the girls?
- Not even one last beer. - I got my clippies in the car
and you can't keep your snitches waiting, eh?
Blonde, brunette or both?
I will tell you tomorrow.
The list of expense charged to Nicole Weitz's credit card over the past month.
Petrol, restaurants, clothes...
Nightclub.
I am Captain Ali Sokhela.
Have you ever seen this girl? Was she here?
- That's the girl who was killed, right? - Right, yeah.
Yeah, I saw her on the paper.
Is that the girl that was found at The Botanical Gardens?
She came here several times. She was here the night she died.
What did I tell you? I saw her!
I knew it was her.
She was talking to Zina.
- Zina? - That girl on the show.
Zina?
Captain Ali Sokhela.
I'm with the Serious and Violent Crime Unit.
Oh, that's a shame.
Do you recognize her?
Have you seen her?
I didn't smash her head in, if that's what you're here to ask.
You were seen talking to her.
So what were you talking with her about?
- I'll wait outside. - Last Wednesday...
she came up to me after the performance.
We had a drink together.
Was she alone?
She came alone.
She didn't leave alone.
I spent the night with her.
They were overprotected kids.
One day or another,
they want to experiment with new things.
And you?
What are you looking for?
- Me? - Yeah.
I like man,
around 40,
preferably black
but I won't say no to a little treat, from time to time.
Was she in her normal state that night?
What do you call "normal state"
when you're making love?
We found traces of Tick in her blood.
Were you doing that for her?
That night she was clean.
All she had was a love potion I made for her
from the plant, Iboga.
Do you like to try?
Another night, perhaps.
Nicole came to see me again.
She came to see me at the club again last Friday night.
The night of her death?
She wanted to buy a vial of love potion I made for her.
She wants to party with some guy.
I vaguely gathered that he dealt drugs
and that his name was Stan.
Stan...
That's all I know.
Thank you.
Why don't you ever sleep over?
Because I don't sleep.
Good night.
Brian!
Open up!
What are you doing!
The key is on the kitchen table. Just drop it in the flower.
According to the list of calls made from her cellphone,
Nicole went to Muizenberg Beach after leaving the club.
There's a lot of drug dealing goes on over there.
Hey, this Stan, the dancer mentioned to you, didn't you say he dealt?
Yeah, which area is it?
She might have gone by there to pick him up before going to her party
at the Botanical Gardens.
It's Area 2.
- Who made the pretty picture? - Janet emailed it to me this morning.
Have you ever noticed you're the one Janet always calls?
This was an email.
I think she wants your body.
It's just that between a full-time sport fucker
and a humourless workaholic and me, she chose the nice guy.
Nah, she is in love, it's obvious.
It is possible.
For sure,
she wants you, Dan.
You take there, I'll be here.
Have you seen this girl?
Hello, sir.
Have you seen this girl?
Sorry, no.
I'll go check it out.
We are looking for a man named Stan.
Don't know him.
Never heard of him?
Stan, Stan,
the mystery man,
don't known him.
And her?
Give me one of those.
Can you get me one of those too?
Thanks.
What are you doing around here?
I am looking for a guy.
His name is Stan.
Doesn't ring a bell.
This Stan is a Tick dealer.
We just told you, we don't fucking know him.
There has been a murder.
We need to talk to him.
Go!
Don't move!
Do not move, I tell you.
Drop it!
Drop the gun!
Lose it!
What do you want?
Do not move!
Listen.
We're looking into a murder of a young girl in the Botanical Gardens.
Nothing more. We want nothing here.
What are you looking for?
On your knees!
Fuckin' nigga'!
You're freaking out, huh?
Do not freak out.
Listen.
We're the police.
Raise you hands!
You know what we do to cops?
Don't be stupid.
We told you to shut the fuck up!
So why are you questioning me?
'Cause you seem like an honest girl.
You think so?
Do I seem like an honest girl now?
Get your hands up!
Here,
a chicken for our picnic, you understand?
What do you want? A wing?
Move!
This asshole won't listen!
Crazy ass dirty looking cop, get on the ground.
Now it is loaded.
Don't be stupid!
You don't understand yet? Shut up!
Cut off his hand!
No! No!
Don't do that!
It that good! You're bleeding.
We'll just fry the whole chicken.
No. No please don't!
Kapten Ali Sokhela.
I need a medicine unit, Muizenberg Beach.
Right away!
Hurry!
Faster!
Little sister? This is Stan.
Stan?
Sorry pastor, I'll be right there.
Stan? Where are you?
If anyone asks, you do not know where I am.
- But... - I need to disappear.
What should I do with the other?
For the moment, don't worry about it.
Just the usual, the pigs.
They will pay you, don't worry.
Where you think you are going?
Cat wants to see you.
Look, the guys at the beach...
they're not just drugged up gangsters.
They've brand new weapons,
walkie-talkies, night vision goggles.
They were organized, as if they were protecting something.
We found this at the beach house.
Thank you.
Get away!
Don't touch me.
It's getting worse and worse.
Cat and his gang took control over this whole area about 2-3 years ago.
I've a hard time believing anyone was dealing at Muizenberg Beach without him knowing about it.
It 's been a while, so they say.
Who's your good looking friend?
We want to talk to Cat.
Not here.
A friendly discussion.
I told you he is not here.
Don't lie to me.
I want to talk to him.
Let him in.
OK, boss.
Captain Ali Sokhela,
I'm with the Serious and Violent Crimes Unit.
I think it is my serious crime department here.
I came to talk
but I can come back accompanied
and it won't be a discussion.
You're here.
Speak.
There's a new gang
at the Muizenberg Beach
with a new product...rubbish!
Some sort of Tick.
I am looking for a boy named Stan.
I don't know any Stan. We don't sell Tick.
- One of my men was killed. - I know nothing.
Do you recognize this one?
Never seen that ugly mug.
This one?
No.
This one?
Never seen him.
I thought your gang controls these areas.
You telling me that there're people
in your territory dealing drugs
and you know nothing of it.
You seem to know more than I know.
I hope you're telling me the truth.
How's it going, Brian.
This is the same drug that Nicole Weitz took the night of her death.
It's exactly the same synthetic methamphetamine cocktail
but when I did further analysis,
I discovered that it's coupled
with an unknown molecule.
You mean...
you don't know every molecule that exists?
You can't imagine what has been invented since LSD.
Pharmaceutical companies are falling in love with themselves,
desperately searching for new molecules that affect the brain.
Resistance to fear, to pain, fatigue,
suppression of traumatic memories.
I'll buy that.
These rats inhaled the drug only a short while ago.
Basically after a flush that last about 2 or 3 minutes,
couples and hierarchial social pattern
go down the drain.
Phase 2 is not quite as pretty.
Apathy,
loss of sensory bearings,
asocial, even paranoid behaviour.
Now look what happens with an increased dosage.
Hysteria, extreme aggression,
suicidal impulses for some.
When human being take this shit, what kind of reactions you get?
Same thing.
All depends on the dosage administered.
What about Nicole Weitz?
Considering the amount she took,
God only knows...
You don't know how to control your men? Lets chat.
This new Tick, "Cam", I said only the kids in the townships get it.
This son of a bitch Stan thought he could overtake me.
Welcome to you.
Hi, Rasta.
Stan, you cannot spend your life being afraid.
You see my friend here? Repeat it all,
everything you told me. Everything!
The cops on the beach
what did they want?
What? I can't hear.
They were looking for me.
Because of the Cam?
The girl.
What girl?
White girl, the daughter of the rugby coach.
The Botanical Garden's girl? You knew her?
I had sold her Cam. We slept together.
And you killed her, asshole?
- That night, she blew her lid. - You'd taken Tick too?
I took some
but she had too much.
She wanted to get high.
We started kissing
but she started to hit me.
She scratched me and went real crazy!
She crushed my balls.
I freaked out.
Who was that?
The guy who pays you.
Don't worry about it.
We must clean the house from the beach.
And this son of a bitch?
Keep it cool. He can still serve us.
I was not expecting you.
This was the last time.
I'm not coming back, Maia.
What did I do wrong?
We had an agreement. Now you are free.
I do not want to be free.
Don't worry.
I will continue to help you.
You found someone else?
Stop it.
You have. You found someone else!
A real woman? What does she have that I don't?
- Stop. - Tell me!
- Stop it. - Did you fuck her?
- Shut up!
He got where it hurts!
You'll never be a man,
Small Zulu!
Listen to you!
There you are.
I'm almost on time.
Kruger isn't here?
Claire doesn't want anyone from the department here.
Did you tell Kruger I was slow dancing with some chick
while you guys were getting chopped up?
I was in charge of this operation.
I am the one that agreed to let Dan investigated with us,
not you.
Don't play the bass with me.
Later.
Here she is. She is here.
Come, boys.
Stay with Chloe for a little while, I'll be right back.
Claire...
I wish to thank you both for the support you gave us when I fell ill
and everything you did for Dan at that time
but I don't want help from you anymore,
of any sort, do you understand?
And I rather you didn't attend the cremation ceremony.
I know.
You're sorry.
She needs time.
Something aren't easy to forgive.
Yes, well...
Let's hope she's not as...
prick as you are.
Hi, Janet.
Dan's wife doesn't want anyone from the department to stay around.
I'm going to stay a while any how.
Don't worry, I'll keep my distance.
As you like. I am going.
Captain!
I took the liberty of checking out a few things on the internet
for around the hut where Dan was.
There's nothing except for one isolated house about half a kilometer away.
I tried to find out who lives there. No one.
The house was sold 8 months ago. They said the agency that handled the sale never saw the owners.
I mean the entire transaction was carried out with a shelf corperation
and the money was transferred from offshore accounts in the Cayman Islands.
If you want, I can try to find out who is behind this.
Good work. Thank you very much.
How would you like to join my team?
Congratulations, Jane.
I hope you don't mind that
someday this insomniac Zulu calling you all out
to dispense justice in the rainbow nation.
Did you lose something?
Let's just say I'm looking.
For what?
If I knew that, I wouldn't be looking.
- You come riding around here very often? - Every morning.
Is it?
You know who lives here?
Have you seen anyone around?
Are you a policeman?
Depends who's asking.
I saw a 4x4 here once.
- When? - About ten days ago.
What kind?
The big kind, dark.
If I show you pictures would you recognize the model?
We can always try.
4 o'clock this afternoon, police headquarter,
Detective Brian Epkeen...
It that an order?
An invitation.
Okay, then I will be there.
Fucking bird.
Good morning.
Do you remember me?
I'm looking for the kids who were fighting the other day.
Do you have an idea where they can be?
- Thank you. - Mister...
the kid that went in there...
never came out.
- Thank you. - It's nothing.
No. It was a big thing,
high on the wheels and...
very ugly.
That's it.
Are you sure?
I have very good eyes.
- What colour. - Green.
The 4x4.
Oh, Black.
- Anything else. - No. It was too far away.
Sorry, I have to run.
But you'll be available if we need you?
Of course.
How about tonight?
That's it. I saw this child several times.
It's appaling...
12 years old!
- Suicide? Are you sure? - We think it's possible a side effect.
Some new drugs that are circulated in the area.
But the last time I saw him I didn't make a note that he was on drug.
When I ran to him, he was with another kid his age.
Simon belong to a gang of street kids who hung out in Khayelitsh.
Do you happen to have the medical files for the rest of them?
Sure but I haven't seen them in a while, as if they've vanished.
- You told the police? - What?
That the kids disappeared.
We must tell them!
Excuse me, but the police couldn't care less about those street kids
and I am being kind when I said that.
I don't see the other kid here.
You look awful!
Try to sleep, Ali.
Those kids that're disappearing, I'm looking into it myself.
Oh, that's right, my son.
If your girlfriends happen to see any of them...
- Okay, okay. - I'm only asking you to mention it to people,
not finding them yourself.
No running around, ma, no running around.
Alright?
Why don't you just say it to my face that I am sick and old, hmm?
Yeah, mama...
you're sick and you're old.
Epkeen...
it's not a variant from this continent.
Yeah, nah.
My father was a...
state prosecutor during apartheid,
member of the Nationals Party.
Religious, you know?
Hardcore.
So, I took my mum's name when I turned 17.
How many you want?
- Three. - Three?
You make me hungry.
- How was your trip? - Miserable.
Five hours late. The airport in Zurich was under the snow
but it was worth it. They are very interested.
- How? - 40.
For health.
When the trunk will be in Zurich?
We must act quickly. One police found a house.
You have it all cleaned up?
Yes.
In 2 or 3 days, everything will be finished.
In the meantime, we'll throw the cops a bone.
Shit.
Sleep well?
I have to run.
I completely forgot it's my turn to drop the kids off at the nanny.
- Kids? I don't think you've kids. - I don't. My boyfriend does.
Hey! I'm waiting here!
I'm here.
I know, I know, bad shirt.
Kate Montgomery, a jogger, found her this morning
at 6:30am.
She lives up here,
in that house with her father, Tony.
It's Tony Montgomery...
A singer?
Yeah, we haven't been able to locate him yet.
Another student?
No, costumes assistant in the movies.
You couldn't introduce me to a girl who's alive for a change?
What do we have here?
At first glance, looks like we might have ourself a pattern...
the method is the same with the girl Nicole Weitz but...
she put on a fight.
It leaves me no choice,
I want the DNA result today.
Do my best
but there's a twist...
B... Z... K...
" Bazokhala ."
" Bazokhala "?
It's a Zulu war chant.
It means...
"We will make them cry."
I told her it wasn't proven.
Did she go running on the beach every morning?
Oh, she is a...
she was a healthy, athletic girl,
perfectly normal.
That's what Nicole Weitz's father said too.
We think it could be the same killer.
Hey, this is David. Not in.
It's 99.9 % match with the DNA hair that was found in the victim's hand.
Stan Kwalana, 32 years old,
drug dealing, robbery with violence...
Zulu?
It says here that he's coloured
but his surname certainly is Zuluish.
Dad must have been Zulu, his mum coloured but...I'm just guessing.
Are you still in intimate terms with both of them?
Let me guess, you happen to be in the area.
I am in charge of investigating Kate Montgomery's death.
She recently worked at the Star ? on a video apparently,
her name came up as production assistant.
Three months ago and...?
I'm trying to piece together her personality profile.
You're so full of shit...
- ...and I am the one you come to see? - Her death doesn't seem to bother you.
I barely knew the girl.
Ruby,
could you just answer my questions?
Go ahead, detective.
When did you see Kate for the last time?
That's enough, Brian, this is ridiculous.
To the best of your acknowledge, was she taking drugs?
How on earth would I know?
Drugs and showbiz and...aren't exactly all on waters, is it?
- I don't work in the showbiz. - No
but what do dentist with the stars?
Surely you must've been invited to scintillating dinner parties
with TV news readers, top models...I don't know.
You're not getting any better with age.
Someone who claimed they hated vulgarity...
Did David pass his exam?
- Call him and find out. - He won't answer my calls.
Top of his class, Brian
and don't look so proud, inspector whatever, no thanks to you.
Is there anything else you can tell me about Kate Montgomery, Miss?
"Mrs..."
Rick and I are getting married.
Ah...shame...
you'll never learn, eh?
Still going for guys who fuck around.
They screw you over till you...
Fuck you!
Who do you think you're, asshole!
Hi there, Ricky boy.
You bastard!
Have a hack of a swim!
Where are you?
Nowhere special.
- Why? - Someone sent us a present.
- So you need me? - Yes!
Found in the trash containers of the
police station...
Well, we found Stan.
Claw marks.
Don't you think this delivery is too good to be true?
His head delivered to us like that on a silver platter...
Turns out he was illiterate.
He couldn't even write his own name.
And he got his kids writing on girls' corpses?
I don't think so.
You can't come in here...
Quiet!
You don't like my gift?
I heard about your friend on the beach.
Do not tell me you know how to read.
I've girls who read for me.
- What do you know about literature? - Well, I've the Holy Bible written on my ass.
Where did you find it?
??? , fucking everywhere!
Any the others, where are they?
The other way!
Are you al right?
Move! Move!
Move out of the way!
He's fine, mama,
Is he? Where is he?
The man who killed Nicole Weitz and Kate Montgomery
has been positively identified by his DNA.
Stan Kwalana was a known drug dealer who as far as we know
did not belong to any extremist political organization.
I wish to stress the fact
that our police force did a remarkable job.
Couple of ??? rest on me, on his feet.
Did you find anything?
There're only two 4x4s of this type in the area.
One belongs to a 77 year old man who has never taken it
out of the garage
and the other, belongs to a private security company,
DPS.
- Epkeen, come with me. I want to talk to you - As soon as I finished here.
Did you verify whether the company has a home security contract for the beach house?
Didn't you hear the investigation is over?
- Doesn't it bother you our killer was illiterate. - Should it?
How could Stan have written "bazokhala" ?
The girl has his hair in her hand, we got the DNA.
Set up.
Won't you be happy that for once you did a good job?
Does the company have a home security contract for the beach house?
I forbid you to answer that!
Rick Van Der Verkuizen has written the police and filed charges against you.
He didn't appreciate his little dip in the pool.
So while waiting for you to appear in court, I'm suspending you.
In other words, get out, now!
You're a shit!
A nasty fucking piece of shit!
Fuck you, Epkeen!
Fuck you!
Hi!
What the hell are you doing here?
Marjorie?
Brian, father of...
Good evening, sir.
How did you find out where I was?
I am a cop. I heard about your exams.
I wanted to congratulate you.
- Are you gonna celebrate? - I hope so!
I'm going to wait for you inside.
Bye, sir.
Good manners, eh? She seems nice.
Mom said you came around the house for her.
You are jealous, is that it?
Of what?
Sleeping with the dentist-king?
I don't think so.
You leave mama alone.
You've done enough hurt as it's.
For the deposit on your flat
and for being a shit dad.
Detective...
Detective!
Sorry.
Hi, Jane.
I checked up on the security company.
You know, DPS, the security company?
Whoa, whoa, wait a second.
Okay, I am listening.
DPS,
the security company,
officially, there is no contract for the beach house
but I took the liberty of hacking into DPS's computer system.
Well, over the past 6 months,
the offshore company that owns the house
paid over three million rand to DPS!
Shit...
it's enough to monitor all the crack houses.
In DPS's custom files,
there's a South African cellphone number
that is listed for the offshore company.
Dr Joost Opperman, the cellphone number belongs to him.
- What kind of doctor is he? - Strictly a researcher,
a genius molecular chemistry, founder of ???
Opperman...
Type in "Opperman, Project Coast..."
That's it.
The bastard was part of Project Coast.
What? You ever heard of it?
You are too young.
Nasty stuff, eh?
A secret project. Scientists and doctors were instructed by our regime
to develop chemical weapons, virus, that sort of shit,
anything that they can come up with to prevent Blacks from increasing in number.
And Dr Opperman
testified before the Truth and Reconciliation Commission.
Yeah, yeah, of course.
The government gave us carte blanche.
We were about 200 scientists
and our mission was to develop... what you might call an...
an ethnic bomb.
Could you be more specific?
A chemical weapon,
a molecule capable of decimating the Black's population
but I was following a chain of command, my orders came from the top,
not my place to question them.
These girls...
yeah,
just the tip of the iceberg.
Opperman has developed a molecule that makes people go crazy,
then disguised it as a form of Tick.
He used Cat's gang to dump it off on the street kids in the towns.
That would explain why these kids start disappearing.
They must have killed each other or themselves
and the young kid you found in the pipe.
Yeah, but what about Nicole Weitz?
Probably not part of the plan.
The beach house was their lab, Stan was watching over it.
He must have had the bright idea
to sell Tick to white kids on the side.
Where's this...this Dr. Opperman?
He left the country after being amnestied by the commission.
It's like he vanished into thin air.
If you like, I can try to trace his bank accounts.
Our friend Kruger isn't going to like this.
That's why we got to go and tell him.
Didn't you have an operation last night?
Go and check out the security company.
What the fuck are you doing?
I am going to see Cat.
We leave tonight.
I need you clean everything.
And don't forget about the pigs.
Fucking psychopath.
Mom?
Hello, Ali, are you alright?
Are you feeling better?
Do not worry, I am a true Zulu.
What's that noise?
They just opened the window at my room.
- You must be careful of... - Drafts...
yes.
I know.
Do you know, one of my friend Mahimbo...
she thinks she saw one of your kids, about a week ago.
Where?
Near the Lengezi church.
There's a girl there, the minister's maid,
she's running the soup kitchen for the poor in the neighbourhood.
She has been in contact with these kids.
Don't wear yourself out, mama.
Do not forget that I too, am a Zulu
as much as you!
I know.
Yeah, Janet.
Guess who is in charge of logistics of Project Coast?
A young officer by the name of Frank de Beer,
who is now the owner of the DPS security company.
Looking for something?
Hello, Brian? Can you hear me?
Thanks, Janet.
Is this vehicle yours?
Belongs to the company.
Are you the owner, Mr...?
de Beer. Yes, I am. Why?
Do you use it often?
We use it around, I asked you why!
And I'm asking you to change your tone of voice.
This is a security agency, not a tourist information center.
I'm investigating a car accident.
A 4x4 Lucky was involved in a hit-and-run.
I am the only one who uses it.
You keep it cleaned, eh?
Is that against the law?
Can I take a look?
Thanks for your cooperation.
It's good to know there are still honest citizens like yourself
in this crime-ridden mess of a country.
Get out of here!
Go back to the Shebeen?
Yeah! I want to bring Cat in for questioning.
You want to get us killed? Last time wasn't enough for you?
Round up your men,
round them up!
Haven't you heard?
The investigation is over.
Go get some rest.
Yes?
Who are they?
Did you lose them?
Don't take any risk.
Don't forget you're talking to a man who is suspended, anyhow.
Okay.
Come on!
Knock, knock!
Any one home?
Miss!
Hello, what're you doing here, aunty?
Come on, man!
Get back in the car, both hands on the steering wheel, leave the door opened, eh.
You're early, Dave...
Fuck! Fuck!
Oh, isn't the good looking one.
Where is Cat?
He cleaned up shop before leaving.
We won't be seeing him around.
You just seen, huh?
They can rest in peace, they won't talk.
And you?
I'm no fool
and I know that lunatic ???
Besides, you know I'll never talk.
You know where he is?
You're not a nigga that will scare me.
You're drunk!
Are you going to rape me?
What is the address?
Dr Joost Opperman, February the 2nd, 2012.
I'm resuming my research within the parameter of Project Coast
but to a very different objective.
February 8, 2012.
Phase 1 of the MAO clinical trial.
An inter-cellular molecule that modulates an epic concentration...
Opperman has been receiving regular bank transfer for months now,
like a salary.
Yeah, but who's paying him?
Two seconds.
Dr Joost Opperman, March the 7th, 2012
In order to find a proper method to avoid side effect,
we developed a clinical protocal to be tested on humans,
the young population whose loyalty we fostered through Tick addiction.
After a long period of trial and error,
due to suicidal reaction of abnormally aggressive behaviour
we are able to affirm today that the test was conclusive.
Bingo. Covence Pharmaceuticals...
This molecule will enable us to develop a new medicinal product that will revolutionize health care,
a new medication that will treat all forms of depression
with no side effects.
This medication is the making of a blockbuster.
- Watcha. - Yes, sir.
Good evening, sir.
- What church is that? - It's Lengezi.
It's a mass grave, mainly children and teenagers.
Bodies were eaten by the pigs, filthy beasts...
How did you find this place?
The Minister found his maid murdered, with another woman.
It's here?
- Brian. - Ruby.
You have to come now! Who are these guy?
Ruby!
Listen to me, "detective not very hot"...
Get over to your ex-wife's place on the double with the hard disk
and everything else you stole from my office.
If you are not here in 20 minutes, I'll start having fun with her.
She got a nice ass.
You piece of shit, you fucking touch her...
Where is Cat?
Ali! Call me back, for fuck sake!
Ruby!
Brian!
Sit.
Stop it!
Search him.
In my back pocket.
Did you make a copy?
I don't even have time, you fucking...
Stop and listen!
Fuck you!
Are you crazy!
- You are sick. - Be quiet, please.
What's the use of holding a gun, if it not loaded?
You're going to kill us, aren't you? We've got nothing to do with him!
He's an asshole.
I'm sure we can find an agreement.
I have money. Lots of money.
What do you suggest?
How much do you want?
Give me a price.
I'm paying you.
Two million for you.
I still need her.
Three million, for the two of us.
Four.
Two million and I'll let you go.
Don't you leave me, Rick.
What are you going to do with such a man?
This is your fault!
Shit!
Let me have my computer, I'll transfer the money right away.
You fucking prick!
- You'll be okay. - You mother fucker.
You can do everything with a computer now.
It's...it's amazingly efficient.
Jesus Christ, Brian, who are these fucking animals?
Don't worry.
- I'll get us out of here - Alright, lead the way!
I want them to think it's a fit of jealousy.
I'll take care of the trunks. We meet at the air-field.
Your ankle is untied. You could make it to the next start, right?
Oh yeah?
- Yeah. - And to get out, I'll try and pull myself? We are locked in!
- I'll deal with that in time. - How?
Don't tell me you forgot how hard is it for me to die.
Such a dick.
What are you going to do? Smash it with your head?
No brain, no pain, huh?
You're not getting any better with age.
I probably won't...
get better with age
but I always love you, you bitch.
Fuck you!
- Brian. - Run!
Run, for god sake!
Where the fuck are you going?
- Fucking bitch. - Don't you fucking touch her!
- You gonna watch this! - Ruby!
I'll fucking kill you!
Come here.
Let me show you, bitch.
Fucking bitch!
I'll show you, bitch!
I am sorry.
Klaasens Bishopscourt. Don't forget the ambulance.
You know where Ali is?
He's been unreachable all morning.
The last time I talk to him is in the middle of the night, he wanted
some information about...a ranch in Namibia.
- You look worse than usual. - I'll tell you about it later.
What are you doing here?
I spoke to Janet.
Can I take a look?
We got everything we need to lock him up.
Opperman, the lab...
Ali, you listening to me?
This won't bring them back.
Your mother, Dan and all the others...
It won't bring them back.
Fuck, Ali, do you hear me?
Not this way.
Not you.
Don't you dare give me lessons!
I know this shit by heart.
I've been reciting it for 40 years!
Brian, let go of my weapon.
- Brian, listen! - Not this way!
Loosen it!
What you doing here, you dirty...
Mister Ali, you're not going to shoot me.
Motherfucker, this isn't another white man. This is the devil in person.
Please don't!
Just saying...
I made a copy.
Please...please...
Forgive me, please.
I see something, Two o'clock.
Thanks.
I'll take the second stand and grave as well.
Someone else died?
A few years ago.
It has taken me a while to get around it.