-Something's wrong.
-He's burning up.
-It's baby colic.
[ Baby cries ]
-Can you get a message to
my pops?
I just want him to know that
I'm okay.
-I want to take Angus Speelman
to social services
as an example
of how our programme
rehabilitates sex offenders.
-Angus is still
a vulnerable inmate.
We don't know how he'll behave
in a high pressure environment.
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
[ Water running ]
[ Thud ]
-Male victim. Single g*nsh*t to
the head.
Wallet left in pocket.
Shoes?
-Taken.
-Shoes are similar.
Hard indentations
like our previous victim.
Maybe it's a particular kind
of smart shoe he's attracted to.
See, he spots the shoes
way before he kills.
There's deep pain here
linked to the shoes.
-What's the plan?
-We need to trap him.
-An undercover stake out.
All units, heads up.
-Possible suspect
approaching rear of the car.
-Freeze!
-Freeze!
-Suspect on the move!
[ g*nsh*t ]
[ Dramatic music playing ]
[ Water splashes ]
[ Air bubbling ]
[ Underwater silence ]
[ Baby crying ]
-[ Singing in native language ]
**
**
**
[ Baby continues to scream ]
**
**
**
**
[ Baby inconsoleable ]
**
[ Singing continues ]
**
[ Sinister music playing,
baby continues to cry ]
[ Music softens
to gentle piano ]
**
-Portia.
-He's so upset.
-Beautiful boy.
-Every night is the same.
-I know.
-When will he get better?
-We're just tired. It'll pass.
-No, I feel it deep down.
He's not okay.
-Colic.
-It's more than that.
-What else can it be?
-How must I know?
We need to take him back
to the hospital.
-No, it's too late
for that.
-No, we'll find his parents.
We'll find the Gigabas'.
We'll find them and explain
that it was
a terrible misunderstanding.
-Stop, Portia.
-They'll be happy to have their
boy back.
No, we'll be forgiven for
coming forward.
-We'll go to jail.
-No.
No, not if we do the right
thing.
-We stole a baby!
-You made me do it!
-Shh.
[ Baby wails ]
**
Leave it with me.
Leave it with me.
Please.
[ Emotional music ]
I'll sort it out.
**
-Right, it'll be okay.
**
I'll sort it out tomorrow.
**
[ Air bubbles ]
[ Water splashes ]
[ Underwater silence ]
[ Water splashes ]
[ Air bubbles ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
**
[ Water splashes ]
[ Leon gasps for air ]
[ Leon breathing heavily ]
**
-Reyka. Come on, Reyka!
-Come on, Reyka!
Come on! Come on!
There we go.
[ Reyka gasps for air ]
That's it, that's it.
Catch your breath.
That's it, that's it.
Are you okay?
[ Jetty creaks ]
**
[ Tanner groans ]
-Did you see him?
-Yes.
Black guy, I think.
Dockworker's jacket, medium
build, strong.
-Okay.
We need some help here!
-I'll get him.
[ Ominous music playing ]
-You okay?
-Yeah, I got him.
**
[ Tanner groans in pain ]
[ Footsteps approaching ]
-Police!
This is Command.
Suspect is on foot
on the Marina.
Do you copy? Over.
**
[ Ayanda panting ]
[ Speaking in native language ]
**
**
[ Ayanda's footsteps
approaching ]
**
**
Durban Harbour Police!
Come out with your hands up!
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
[ Whack ]
[ Dramatic music playing ]
**
-Hey, check, guys!
Check, guys!
Check there!
-There, behind me.
**
[ Dramatic music intensifies ]
**
**
**
**
**
[ Door creaks open ]
**
[ Door closes ]
[ Conversing in
native language ]
[ Truck door slams ]
-Breathe in.
-Okay.
[ Reyka inhales deeply ]
-And out.
[ Reyka exhales ]
Another deep breath in.
[ Reyka inhales ]
And out.
[ Leon coughs ]
[ Reyka exhales ]
-Okay.
-Airway patency and breathing
patterns are stable.
You're lucky.
Another minute underwater --
-I've never
really been a good swimmer.
-Are you the first responder?
-Yes.
-Have we checked you out?
-No, I'm Search and Rescue.
I've done this a thousand times.
I've never had a problem.
-Well, there's no harm in...
doing an assessment.
-No, I'm good, Doc.
Keep your focus on her.
[ Leon's coughing continues ]
-Do you need us to call anyone?
-No need to alarm them.
-Okay.
We'll keep you under
observation.
-Thank you, Doc.
-Thanks, Doc.
[ Monitor beeping ]
So?
-Don't you have somewhere to be?
-I do,
about right...here.
-Thank you.
-Don't mention it.
-You saved my life.
-Well, it's kind of my job,
you know?
Well, not forever.
[ Knock at the door ]
-Hey!
-Hi.
-Sorry to disturb, guys.
-No, no, come in.
Leon was just on his way out.
-Hey, Skip.
-Tanner.
How's that arm?
-Good.
It's just a graze.
-There's a lot of muscle there.
It's hard to miss.
-Thank you, Leon.
-Hey, so give me a shout
if you need anything.
-I'm fine, thanks.
**
-Did he just kiss you?
-Who?
-Lombard.
-No, I don't think so.
-Yeah, he's married.
-I know.
-You don't care?
-I do.
-So--
-Tanner.
-Look, all I'm saying is if--
-Don't.
Please don't.
-Okay.
Listen,
I'm sorry I couldn't be there
to help you.
-No.
You were there.
The stakeout worked.
We drew him out, okay?
-Okay.
Get some rest.
-Same to you.
[ Sighs ]
**
**
-Harbour, sir.
[ Paper rustles ]
**
[ Speelman breathing heavily ]
**
**
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
**
[ Cellphone ringing,
Reyka moans ]
**
-Hey, Tama.
-How you doing?
-Yeah, I'm good. I'm just--
Busy day, you know? Super busy.
-Speelman's still at large,
-but Thuli's safe.
We sent a bodyguard
to her school.
-Thanks, Tama.
-What's he going
to do next?
-Well, he can't leave the
country without a passport.
-Will he return to the farm?
-I don't know. It depends
on what he wants, you know?
You never know with Speelman.
I've got to go, Tama. I'm busy.
Hey.
-Hey.
-Doctor says you're
discharged.
-Great.
How you doing?
-I had him, Reyka.
-We'll get another chance.
-I don't know.
I think we spooked him.
He might go back underground.
-He can't help himself.
He'll be back.
[ Poignant music playing ]
We'll get him.
-Yeah.
Okay.
Let's get you home.
-Okay.
-Oh, man.
-Clothes?
-In the cupboard.
-Careful, careful.
-Thanks.
-Slow down.
**
[ Eerie music playing ]
**
[ Eerie music intensifies ]
**
-Nice night tonight.
-Have you got a bed for the
night?
-You're homeless?
-Yes.
-Thirty-five bucks.
-I don't have any money.
-We don't have any beds.
-Please, pal.
I'm down on my luck.
It's not easy for whities
these days.
-This guy.
[ Belt metal loop clangs ]
-Buy this?
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
**
**
[ Fan hums ]
[ Indistinct chatter ]
**
**
**
[ Man coughs ]
**
[ Water trickling ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
**
**
[ Suspenseful music
intensifies ]
[ Water splashes ]
[ Breathes frantically ]
**
[ Water running ]
-Oh, come on.
-You want some coffee?
-No, thanks.
[ Ayanda sighs ]
-You okay?
-It's my boyfriend, Zwelethu.
He blows up my phone like 24/7.
He spends more time thinking
about me than anything really.
-Nice to have a man who cares.
-He's alright.
So?
What about you?
[ Whispering ] Lombard.
-Nothing to say.
-Come on.
-Lombard's married.
-It doesn't seem like you.
-If only you knew.
-So is it?
-The fact that he's married
is the only reason
anything's happening.
-So there is something
happening?
-Ayanda.
**
-I should get going.
Zwelethu's probably
waiting for me.
-Oh.
Have fun.
-I will.
**
**
[ Sinister music playing ]
**
[ Revolver cylinder rattles ]
**
[ Flame ignites ]
**
[ Sinister music continues ]
[ Footsteps ]
**
**
[ Licks fingers ]
[ Sinister music playing ]
**
**
**
[ Man groans in pleasure ]
**
**
**
**
[ Cellphone ringing ]
-Zee.
Reyka.
Hi, Reyka.
-Hi.
-Sorry to disturb
your private time with Zee,
but I wanted
to tell you something.
-No, it's okay.
He can... he can wait.
What's up?
-Um...
I use to have this partner...
Nandi.
And she was so amazing.
[ Poignant music playing ]
And we lost her
in the cane field case.
-I never really got to tell her
how much she meant to me.
-She knew.
-I'm sure she knew.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
**
-Okay.
Okay.
Okay, go back to whatever
you were busy with.
Sorry.
Bye.
[ Poignant music continues ]
**
**
[ Reyka sighs ]
**
Hello.
**
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Oh.
Hey, are you ghosting me?
-Dr. Gama?
-Yes, good day.
-Dr Lawrence, Paradise Valley.
Can we meet tomorrow?
-I need to talk to you urgently
about Angus Speelman.
[ Indistinct chatter ]
[ Man laughs ]
[ People laugh ]
**
[ Dramatic music playing ]
**
[ Birds chirping ]
**
**
**
[ Dramatic music continues ]
**
**
[ Waves breaking ]
-Check this, man.
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
-Then they're going to come
and build you a palace.
And every single one of you
is going to get a toilet,
but for every thing.
A number one toilet,
a number two toilet,
a number three toilet.
You can do whatever you want.
[ Guys laugh ]
* God save our gracious King *
* Long live our gracious King *
-Thank you for seeing me
at such short notice.
-Clock's ticking, Doctor.
Your prisoner escaped
24-hours ago.
What's the facility
doing about it?
-Well, everything we can.
-Except... you failed to assess
Speelman correctly.
-I think I know
Angus quite well.
-No one knows him
better than me, okay?
-Yes.
My apologies.
I didn't mean
to undermine your experience.
We're doing our best.
-So why am I here?
-I needed to warn you.
-Trust me, Doctor, this has been
my life since I was 12.
I already know
the danger my family's in.
-Not your family, Dr. Gama.
You.
-Okay, go ahead.
-Speelman has just suffered
a deep narcissistic injury.
News of his mother's illness.
-She's sick?
-In a coma.
-Oh, my God.
-So having being robbed
of the chance to speak to her,
has shattered
his sense of self which,
compounded by
the penetrating humiliation
he experienced during
the TV interview,
has left him
in a volatile mental state.
-The interview humiliated him?
-In short,
his motivational arc is likely
to be revenge...on you,
as a symbol
of his love and hate.
So he will want to enact
in a slow, cold,
cruel t*rture
that will break you down.
-I strongly advise
that you leave KZN.
-What?
No, this is my home.
It's not anymore, Doctor.
-That's not up to you to say.
-Okay.
Please, just take my words
seriously.
-I won't allow him to have power
over me.
-He always will
have power over you.
-No, Dr. Lawrence.
You might know Speelman,
but you don't know me.
I'm not scared of him!
-Speelman has just started
to realise that his
mother could die.
That in itself is a very serious
psychological place for him
to be in
and violence is the only
point of release for him.
[ Ominous music playing ]
-You think he's capable
of violence?
-Perhaps not on others,
but on you...
absolutely.
**
[ Camera clicks,
seagulls mewing ]
-Hey.
-Hey.
[ Leon coughing ]
-Female.
About 19.
White?
-All drowning victims come out
of the ocean the same colour.
The skin pigmentation strips
off in the salt water,
hence the pale complexion
of the body.
-Rug roll?
-Yeah.
-About ten on torso and
arms.
More on her chest,
neck and back.
How long, Leon?
-By the bite marks on the
ears and bridge of the nose,
the fish have
been feeding on her.
I'd say...body has been in the
sea for no longer than two days.
-Two days?
-Yeah.
-It fits the timeline
of the Neville Maree m*rder
on Lover's Lane.
[ Leon coughs ]
-Can we bag her up?
**
[ Birds whistling ]
[ Footsteps approaching ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
**
**
**
-Mr. Jacobs?
Sir, I'm sorry.
Your door was open.
Sir, my name is Angus.
I'm a friend of your son, Zain.
-A friend of my boy?
-Yes, I work at Paradise Valley.
I thought I'd stop
by to update you
on how well Zain's doing inside.
-You know Zain?
-Yes, I work with
him, sir.
-How is he doing?
-He's doing really good.
-I don't speak to him anymore.
-I know he caused
you a lot hurt,
but he's doing well
at the facility.
And he's trying his best
to be a better person.
-People like him, they...
They don't change.
[ Cuts ignition ]
-Okay, let's go.
-Hey.
We're not going in there
without a warrant.
These gangs deal drugs and women
out of these bad buildings.
-Our m*rder victim
worked out of here.
-So, we get a warrant.
-There's no time.
-Gama.
[ Car door slams ]
The only way we can go in there
is without seeming so obvious.
-How?
[ Car hoots in distance ]
-I've got an idea.
Drive.
-Yes, ma'am.
-Zain is a good man.
He's trying his best to heal
and make amends for his actions.
-You know my son well.
-Quite well.
-Did he tell you
that he ruined my business?
-No, sir.
-He put a camera in the bathroom
and recorded my employees.
-Zain wants you to know
that when his mother died,
he lost his way in life.
He couldn't control himself.
He knows he shamed you, sir,
but he loves you.
He desperately wants
a relationship with you.
**
-And you, Mr. Angus?
You close to your folks?
-I'm very close to my mother.
-That's good.
-Mm-hm.
She's ill.
Back home in Scotland.
-I'm sorry to hear that.
-All I want is to
speak to her.
Tell her I love her.
But she's in a coma.
-What?
What are you doing here?
You should be over there
talking to her
before it's too late.
-Maybe I will.
[ Knock on the door ]
-Hi, Grandpa!
[ Jacob grunts ]
-Hello, my girl.
This is my granddaughter, Ella.
-Hello, Ella.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
-This is Mr. Angus.
He knows your Uncle Zain.
-Hello.
-Dad, how many times
have I asked you
to keep the door closed?
-The door was open,
Grandpa.
-Don't worry about it,
sweetheart.
-I didn't know
you had a visitor.
-I'm Angus from Paradise
Valley.
I work with Zain.
-So you're a warden?
-No, I'm a doctor.
-Has something happened?
-No, no.
I was just in the neighbourhood
so I thought I'd stop by.
How old are you, Ella?
-10.
-No, really?
No, you look more like 12.
-Is Zain okay?
-Zain is fine, Glynis.
-So, what's your
favourite subject, Ella?
-Art.
-Art? Oh, I love art.
Got any drawings to show me?
-No.
-No, why would you?
Hey, would you like to see
a magic trick?
-Yes.
-You have to keep
very, very still.
-Dad.
Can I see you in the
kitchen?
-Mr. Angus,
if you'll excuse us.
-Of course.
-Thank you.
-So...
Look at me.
-[ Speaks in native language ]
-It's Angus.
[ Sinister music playing ]
-You're so beautiful.
I definitely can feel
something here.
-What is that?
Do you want to keep it?
-Yes.
-It's yours.
Have you got any magic tricks
to show me?
-No.
[ News report on TV ]
-This just in.
Angus Speelman.
A convicted sex offender
escaped from
maximum security prison
and is still at large.
Speelman is considered
armed and dangerous.
-Members of the public...
-Ella?
-...call authorities at once.
-Ella! Ella!
-Ella!
[ Dramatic music intensifies ]
[ Glynis breathing frantically ]
My baby, are you okay?
Are you okay?
-The female victim in
the Lover's Lane case
is sex worker, Casey.
She works out of the
Maritime Inn near the esplanade.
Casey's profile
matches the timeline,
and the multiple stab wounds
matches the blood splatter
found in the area.
We'd like to set up a task team
to inspect the Maritime Inn.
-But we can't show up as police
without starting a w*r.
-So, what's the play?
-The building isn't compliant
for the council requirements
for water usage.
-A docket has been assembled
and sent to the municipality.
I've connected with them and
they'll send health and safety.
-With all due respect,
I can't send two female officers
into an occupied hotel
without more... muscle.
-Fine. Captain Leon Lombard.
Search and Rescue.
-It's just a fact-finding
mission, Brigadier.
Worst case, we flag a bad
building for a water problem.
- Don't piss off the occupants.
Legal or not,
you'll be sitting ducks.
-Copy that.
[ Footsteps retreating ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
**
-Just so we're clear,
whatever happens in there,
I call the shots.
-Is that so?
-You're back up, Captain.
-Yes, just in case something
goes wrong.
-In bad buildings,
something always goes wrong.
-He's joking.
-No, I'm not.
**
**
-Lombard, behind me.
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
[ Conversing in
native language ]
-We're here
for a routine inspection.
-We're coming in here
whether you like it or not.
[ Leon coughs ]
[ Eerie music playing ]
-Cables near water.
Serious hazard.
[ Door handle squeaks ]
**
-Hey.
Where is Casey's room?
[ Door slams closed ]
[ Door closes ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
**
**
**
[ Suspenseful music
intensifies ]
**
**
**
[ Man grunts ]
**
[ Man grunts again ]
**
[ Man whimpers ]
**
-[ Whimpering ]
-Who are you?
-Ibrahim.
-Okay, Ibrahim.
Why are you here?
-I paid my debt,
but they wanted more money.
-Okay.
Do you know Casey?
-Casey?
-Yeah, Casey.
How many guards?
-Eight.
Or 10, I think.
-Okay.
Okay.
[ Ibrahim grunts ]
Okay, let's go.
[ Suspenseful music continues ]
-Municipal inspection. Water is
running into the street.
-Get down.
-Get the f*ck out!
This is our f*cking building!
-Is that right?
So where's the deed?
-Lombard.
We've inspected the basement.
We need to go.
-I'm going to take
these f*ck out.
-No, we're outnumbered.
Okay, I've got a hostage.
We need to go.
-Such tough guys, hey?
Locking these girls up
in these rooms.
f*ck off to where you came from.
-Get out of here, f*ck.
-as*h*le.
[ Reyka grunts ]
-Let's go.
-Who the f*ck are you? What are
you doing in my building?
-My brother,
We're from the municipality.
-We're just--
-No, no, no.
-We spoke about this earlier,
remember?
[ g*n click ]
-Hey, hey!
Drop your g*n.
-I thought you said
you were from the municipality.
-Drop it.
-Hey!
-Tell your dogs
to drop their weapons.
Reyka. Reyka, come on. Let's go.
-Let's go.
-Get up!
Slowly.
-Break it up!
Break it up! Don't move!
-Go, go, go.
-Don't move!
-Slowly.
Slowly.
-Come in.
[ Dramatic drumming ]
[ Car engine starts ]
-Now! Go, go, go!
-[ Yelling ]
[ g*nshots ]
[ Car hoots ]
[ Quiet night sounds ]
[ Reyka scoffs ]
[ Reyka laughs ]
-You know the day
that I was taken?
I remember...
I remember waking up in a
strange room
with animal heads mounted up on
the walls.
He was playing the piano.
[ Piano music playing ]
The curtains were shut
so I couldn't see outside,
but I knew from the light
that the sun was going down.
[ Whispering ] You know,
I've never felt so alone.
**
-They'll find him, Reyka.
-You think so?
-Mm-hm.
-Okay.
-And I'm not leaving you
until they do.
I'd leave my wife if I could.
In fact, I'd--
-I'm not asking you to do that.
It's the...
Like, this is fun.
If either of us get feelings,
this is gonna have to end.
-Too late.
[ KISSES ]
-You're crazy.
-Okay.
You got this.
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
**
**
-[ Giggling ]
[ Reyka squeals ]
[ Car door slams ]
-Stupid.
[ Car accelerates ]
[ Portia humming ]
[ Singing in native language ]
[ Humming continues ]
[ Door closes ]
[ Portia hums ]
[ Childrens chatter ]
[ Knock on door ]
-Hello?
[ Door creaks open ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
-Portia.
[ Portia breathing heavily ]
-No.
-Portia, I need your help.
-How did you find me?
-I can find out
anything in prison.
-No, no.
I'm going to scream, Angus.
-Please just hear me out.
-Go away!
-I've got nowhere else to go.
-No, your face
is all over the news.
-I just need to use
your phone.
-No.
You're not coming inside.
-My mother's sick.
She's in a coma.
I need to call the hospital.
-No, you're lying. You're lying.
-Not this time,
I promise.
She's dying, Portia.
-No, I can't. I'm sorry, Angus.
**
-We have history.
We were in love.
We had a daughter.
We had a son.
-Don't you dare.
-Do you remember?
-No, I can't.
How...
How do you...
I can't.
-He was our baby boy.
Gabriel.
Our angel.
[ Melancholic music playing ]
Before Reyka.
-One call and you leave.
**
[ Door chain rattles ]
-Thank you, Portia.
Thank you.
[ Speelman sniffs ]
[ Door creaks closed ]
[ Suspenseful music
intensifies ]
[ Waves breaking ]
**
[ Reyka sighs ]
-Leon?
[ Serene music playing ]
Leon.
[ Birds chirping ]
You missed the sunrise.
I got you some coffee.
It's hot.
Leon.
[ Reyka giggles ]
Hey.
Leon?
[ Reyka chuckles ]
[ Suspenseful music playing ]
**
Leon?
Leon?
Leon?
Leon, Leon. Don't joke.
Don't joke around.
Please don't joke.
Leon?
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