01x03 - Episode 3

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Be careful.

Let's wash our hands.

We have to call the police.

We're not involving the police.

- Why not?
- We're not calling the cops!

- We need to call the cops!
- Khanyi! Khanyisile!

We're not calling the police.

Right now,
journalists are following us like flies.

If your friends find out about this,

we're finished! Completely finished!

So what do we do then?

- Khanyisile!
- Fold our arms and keep quiet?

- Siya, talk to your brother!
- Please listen to Mandla.

He knows what he's talking about.

Okay? Can both of you please calm down?

Someone has k*lled our father!

That's why we need to
protect each other and be united.

So what are we going to do?
What are we going to tell people?

We're going to say...

We will tell them

Dad died of a heart attack.

Nothing else.

Don't let those people in! Do you hear me?

Don't let them in.
Keep them there. I'm on my way!

The police are here.

Someone must have called them
when they heard the g*nshots.

Listen, I'll fix this, okay?

You two stay here until I get back.

Well.

A visit from the police so late.
What seems to be the problem?

Sir, we received a call about g*nshots.

We thought we'd check
if everything is okay.

It's quite dangerous out here.

Everything is fine.

Sir,

thank you for checking on us.

You're welcome,

but we need to at least look around
so we can fill out our reports.

I understand.

Can we have a look in there?

There's nothing in there,
just a bunch of rats all over.

Also, I don't have time to waste.

But it's open.

Please.

Khanyi.

Sibande, drop it. Let's go.

MaKhumalo is waiting for me.

Oh, wow, Khuzwayo.
Why did you become a cop?

Hey. I didn't become a cop
to waste this man's time.

You won't find anything in there
except for old farm tools.

Nothing else.

I'm going to go check it out.

They've left.

Mom just called.

She's asking what's taking us so long.

We need to tell Mom.

Khanyi.

Where have you been?

Where is your father?

Well?

Why aren't you answering?

Where's your father?

Mom...

Mom.

You really don't have to see this.

Siya, I don't believe
a word you're saying.

I want to see it with my own eyes.

B-Bheki.

Bheki.

Gatsheni?

What have they done to you, Gatsheni?

What have they done to you, Gatsheni?

- My Bheki! Bheki!
- Mom!

- Mom.
- Mom, stop.

My Bheki!

Sorry, Mom.

Oh, my Bheki!

Wake up, just breathe!

Breathe, Dad!

Dad is dead.

I'm sure you all know
how life is, my children.

Like the Bible tells us,

"There's a time to be born,

and a time to die.

There's a time to laugh
and a time to mourn."

I thought I should let you know,
God has remembered us today.

Gatsheni has passed on.

He had a heart attack.

I'm sorry.

It's going to be all right.

No, they haven't told anyone yet,
but I thought I should let you know.

They say it was a heart attack.

Where are you going?

I'm just getting some air.

Listen, Mom, I'll talk to you later.

- Let's go, I'll come with you.
- No, stay.

My love.

Allow me to support you during this time.

I'll be fine.

Thank you.

I love you.

Listen,
you will write on that certificate,

that he died of a heart attack.

I haven't seen the body yet.

What are you trying to say?
Are you calling me a liar?

No, Gatsheni. Not all.

Then you'll do exactly as I say.

The corpse doesn't leave this house.

Yes, Gatsheni.

Excellent.

Yes.

Listen, I need you to tighten up security.

I know I asked you to get more men,

but get even more today
to be on guard day and night.

Yes, sir.

Can you also find the guard
who should've been on duty today?

Mr. Siya, we need an update, please.

Are there any other family members
who would like to comment?

How will the inheritance be divided?

I hope you have a good suit ready

because we need to
make a good impression on the new CEO.

Don't worry, it'll be quite a spectacle.

Let's just hope that this new CEO
will be smarter than the previous one.

Do you see that white boy with long hair?

- Siya!
- Mr. Ndlovu!

That's the prick
who's trying to expose us.

I'll have a word with the boy.

Mandla!

Khanyisile!

- No. Let him go, man.
- Khanyisile,

this has nothing to do with you.

Let him go.

What do you think you're doing, huh?

How is this going to help?

Let's see how he'll talk
now that he has no teeth.

You're making enemies
over nothing, Brother! Nothing!

What if he writes an article about you?

No, he won't.

Because by tomorrow morning,
he'll be fired.

You are a piece of work, Brother.

You'll have to excuse me, Sister.

I have a meeting to attend.

No, Gatsheni, no.

Khanyi!

Khanyi!

MaGatsheni.

Mzilikazi kaMashobane.

I need some time alone, please.

That's okay.

I know how you're feeling.

I'm sorry that I ran away.

We were young.

And death is something
you can never get used to.

No matter how grown or mature you may be.

You know,

I'll always be indebted to your father

for everything he did for me.

Mzilikazi kaMashobane.

I still have a lot to do.

Thank you.

What a loss.

Oh, my God.

My deepest condolences.

Gatsheni has left us.

This has saddened all of us.

- Is everything going well?
- Yes, everything's okay.

Yes.

- And over here?
- Yes, everything's okay.

Ndlovu! Gatsheni,

Boyabenyathi...

Mpongo kaZingelwayo.

We've come here to fetch you

and take you home
to your final resting place.

I'm with our brother and sons.

Allow us to take your spirit from here
and take you home.

Gatsheni

kaZingelwayo.

Rise, Brother, and let's go home.

We're going to cross rivers and streams.

Permit us.

Don't get left behind,

so you can be an ancestors of light
in our home.

Gatsheni!

Boyabenyathi!

Welcome him, Gatsheni family.

We present your son Bhekisizwe to you.

Remove the curse of dying by a weapon.

We ask for mercy.

Why can't we see the body?

Zakhele.

It seems I need to emphasize this to you.

We made this decision as a family.

You have to respect it, my boy.

Understood?

Something doesn't add up here.

This family always has secrets.

It's been a while, hey?
You've been a stranger.

And I'm sure Uncle misses you.

I highly doubt that.

Now that he has a new prodigy.

You know, Njabulo,
being a cool uncle is easy.

Rather than being a good father
who takes care of his children.

Zakhele!

- What's wrong?
- Zakhele, speak. What's wrong?

Why didn't you tell us he was m*rder*d?

You feed us lies in this house.
Like we're complete idiots.

Complete idiots!

Have a look at your grandfather's face.

He was m*rder*d.

Explain.

- Zakhele, quiet.
- What's going on?

What do you mean m*rder*d?

- Please tell us what's going on.
- Zakhele, stop thi...

- What's going on in this house?
- Quiet! My goodness.

So much noise while we're mourning.

Is there no more respect
in the Gatsheni household?

Gatsheni.

My husband...

didn't die from a heart attack.

He was k*lled by cowards,

who until now, won't own up.

But I'm pleading with all of you...

please remember him for who he was.

My husband, of tall stature.

A loving person who enjoyed life.
A strong individual.

But this one laying here...

This is not my husband.

Let me remind you all of who you are.

You are Ndlovu's.

You are Ndlovu's!

When elephants fight, things get damaged.

The grass suffers.

So, please...

please come together, and be united.

Always.

Please.

- Do we know who did this to Grandfather?
- Zakhele!

Zakhele, what's wrong with you?

I'm asking because I know you have been
waiting to k*ll him all along.