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[John Tyrone] Did you take
a chopper out yesterday?

Yes, Dad, I did.

I sprayed the fields with toxin.

Did you spray all the fields?

Just field 8A.

He's still active?

The Coastal Sun editor, please.

I would like to
officially confirm

that the cane field
murders is a serial killer.

Reyka, you need to see this.

You find out where Portia
is, I'll give you this map.

On it is Lucy's burial site.

[gentle music]

[unsettling music]

Ho, ho, ho.

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪

♪ Jingle all the way ♪

♪ Oh what fun it is to ride on
a one horse open sleigh, oh. ♪

After a long journey
from the north pole,

Father Christmas is...

Where is she?

Ho, ho, ho, here we
go. Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.

Father Christmas is here.

[laughs]

Did you write Father
Christmas a letter, huh?

Have you been a
good girl this year?

Very good.

Look what's under the tree.

Happy Christmas!

[paper rustles]

You don't have to
read it, my child.

[sinister music]

You read it then.

Go on, read it!

Angus.

I'm Father Christmas,
I said read the book!

[she screams]

Read it!

No, no?

Why, why?

-I can't.
-You can.

You can because
you're a useless maid

that washes and cleans.

[melancholy piano music]

♪ If one kiss and
then we sever ♪

♪ If farewell the lass forever ♪

♪ Deep in heart run
tears I'll pledge thee ♪

♪ Warring sighs
and groans away ♪

[door clicks]

[tense music]

[door creaks]

[Angus] My love?

[tense music continues]

[gospel choir sings]

[knocking]

Oh, great.

[paper rustles]

[tense music]

[keys jangle]

[lock rattles open]

[cheering]

Who are we?

We are God's children.

We are God's children
[foreign language word]

Donate with open arms and God
will open his arms for you.

Hallelujah!

[cheering]

Those who are generous, will
prosper [foreign language word]

Hallelujah!

[cheering]

♪ Ohhh, lala ♪

[cheering]

[foreign language word]

Let us take our rightful place.

This land deal will
uplift our community.

[crowd cheers approvingly]

God bless the Tyrone family
for joining us here today.

Give them a round of applause

[clapping]

[gospel choir sings]

[footsteps]

[keys jingling]

[tense music]

[door clicks shut]

[tense music continues]

[door clicks shut]

Ma, you remember Portia Maseko?

Speelman's co-conspirator.

I need to find her.

Why?

Angus promised to tell
me where Lucy's buried.

She's in witness protection.

Well, you have contacts.

Are you serious?

Sandra Hasela's at the
national prosecuting authority.

What do you want me to do,
bribe the deputy director

of prosecution?

Well, you have a lot on her.

No, I'm not helping
you with this.

Some things need
to be left alone.

I'm trying, but I can't ma.

It's your past, you have
so much to look forward to.

Forget it, ma, it's fine.

I want to know.

What happened with him?

Nothing.

Really?

Come on.

Nearly four years, he
didn't touch you once?

No.

[melancholy piano music]

Reyka, I'm sorry.

I turned my head for a moment.

I'm sorry, I let you down.

I will never forgive myself
for what happened that day,

but I, I need you to tell me.

I'm ready, okay?

I, I, I can handle this.

We can do this together
[foreign language phrase]

Did he rape you?

No ma.

Did he abuse you?

No, ma.

He looked after me, like a dad.

I was his favourite girl.

Do you still love him?

[crying]

Suresh Pillay took the sample
from one of your fields.

Yes, 8A.

The land's been poisoned.

This is from field 6C.

It's clean.

Brigadier.

[tense music]

[door clicks open]

[door shuts and keys rattle]

[tense music builds
and ends suddenly]

Boss?

Nandi.

I found this at the
deposition site.

Good, good work.

Let's see what Sewsunker
can find tomorrow.

I forgot my phone in the office.

[tense music]

[metal box clatters]

No fingerprints, the
beer bottle's been wiped.

But we do have partial
DNA to use as a match

if you get a suspect.

Okay.

Pillay is a suspect.

No match.

So there's nothing
aside from the knots

that links Pillay to this case.

Pillay is not our guy.

You know the soil samples
that you took from the field,

the ones he claimed had
high levels of nitrogen?

He's right, someone's
been trying to poison
the Tyrone soil.

Maybe all these crimes
are connected to the land.

Reyka, in my office.

[sighs]

"Antisocial and
inexperienced with women"?

That's you?

Yes.

What were you thinking?

I want to provoke him.

Mission accomplished.

You realise you could provoke
him into killing other

women?

No, that's not a
trigger for him.

Who is he then?

A man of status, he lures
women with a promise of work.

He charms them and
wins their trust.

[tense music]

It started out as his
own personal fantasy.

But now he's
communicating with us.

He left a beer bottle at the
crime scene for us to find.

He watches us, he's been
watching us all along.

You're going to have
to start trusting me.

How do I trust you
when you disobey me?

I had to appeal to the public.

Young women need to
avoid the cane fields.

I know, Reyka, what do we do?

We wait, and hopefully
he reads the Coastal Sun.

[door clicks open]

[tense music ends]

DNA work on Niwanata
Sitole please Alia.

Wait your turn, buddy.

I don't understand, it's gone.

What's gone?

Pillay's soil sample

Who has access?

No one, management.

Yeah, but you only got
the results last night.

I know, Nandi, it's not here.

It'll turn up.

[knocks on door]

[tense music]

[door rattles open]

[tense music continues]

[paper rustles]

[drawer handle rattles]

[lock clicks open]

[metal clatters in box]

[hurried rattling]

Serial killer details have
been leaked to the press.

We have to contend with that.

The community is on the edge.

Expect an influx of
calls in the station.

Right, eight
victims, Mbali Msomi,

six unidentified,
Niwanata Sitole.

Strong links between
all eight cases.

Similar in terms of gender,
race, age, and social class.

Serial killers usually hunt
victims of their own race, so.

How can we work without
a physical description?

Your psychological
profile is guesswork.

Got a better idea, ace?

Evidence.

Well, we do have a bus ticket,

that gives us a timeline
to establish Sitole's

movements after she
arrived at the taxi rank.

Based on our victim's profiles

I'm pretty sure that our
suspect is a black male,

mid twenties to late thirties,

of some status and authority,
charming and trustworthy,

in all probability educated,
formally or informally,

It's not clear yet.

We think he's comfortable in
the cane field so he could have

worked as a cane cutter.

Skilled at tying knots.

Especially those of an
Indian Naval influence.

He uses a homemade
garrot taken from

the hems of victim's shirts.

Sewsunker, we need
to set up a hotline.

He's trying to
communicate with us.

All callers offering help
should be viewed as suspects.

I'm on it.

Pillay's soil
sample's gone missing,

An officer must have
tampered with it.

Only case leads handle
evidence, how could that happen?

And we have very strict
rules on how to protect

the chain of evidence.

[dramatic music]

It was me.

What?

I wanted to test a hunch.

I signed it out
and misplaced it.

Misplaced it?

When?

I only received it last night.

What hunch?

When we interviewed
Pillay at his house,

I noticed a pile of
soil in his garden.

I wanted to confirm that the
toxic soil sample wasn't taken

from his garden, it wasn't.

Pillay is not your case.

You have violated
procedure, Detective Zwane.

Get the sample back to
the evidence room ASAP

or a complaint will
be lodged against you.

Okay, we have two
confirmed victim IDs,

Mbali's from KwaDukuza,

Niabina's from Richards Bay.

Tanner, get inside Mbali's life.

Find out if she knows anyone
who could fit Reyka's profile.

Zwane, second with Tanner.

It's that, or unpaid suspension.

[dramatic music]

Have you arrested the
man that killed my niece?

[foreign word] we've come
to speak to her mother.

Why?

To learn more about Mbali,
who she hung out with,

where she hung out.

She was a waitress at a place
called Who's Fooling Who?

Did she have a boyfriend?

[speaks in foreign language]

You sure about that, sir?

[speaks in foreign language]

My partner's got no manners.

What he means to say
is your niece Mbali,

maybe she kept some
information from you.

Maybe there's someone in
the house who could help

enlighten us.

Mbali was a beautiful girl.

Her mother, my sister
wanted her to study

to become a doctor,
but she was a wild one.

[tense music]

She got herself mixed up with
this cockroach from inland,

Bazooka Butulese.

Do you know what they say?

They say that cockroaches can
survive a nuclear explosion.

But Bazooka [speaks
in foreign language]

He's a dead man.

Sewsunker?

Yeah.

Samuel's name's not here.

Must be.

If he signed out the soil
sample, where's his name?

Mbali do not come for
her shifts sometimes.

So why didn't you just fire her?

Oh my man, this, this shipping
is on the ship's land,

but the ship wants is
what the ships get.

Do you know Bazooka Butulese?

That jealous dog used
to come here sometimes.

Where does he live?

His family got into
the betting business

by Nanda, Mbali broke his heart.

He went crazy.

[speaks in foreign language]

She had many men.

Got names for these placers?

Oh, she comes from
the royal family.

[clattering and glass breaking]

Hey, Sticks.

[speaks in foreign language]

"Got a name?"

"Sure boss, here's
a list of names."

What's your problem?

You.

What about me?

Entitled.

[laughs]

You're jealous.

Of you?

Mm hmm, got that big old
chip on your shoulder.

Ah, Superman.

'Cause a certain lady wants
me more than she wants you.

Ah.

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

Bazooka.

[speaks in foreign language]

Zone two.

[speaks in foreign language]

So, you a police now?

Mbali Msomi, you
were her boyfriend?

[speaks in foreign language]

She was all over the
place, she had boyfriends

all over this town.

Yeah, but you were
the jealous type,

stalked her at work and
couldn't get over her.

Now you're talking
bullshit, there's no such.

See, I was even ready
[speaks in foreign language]

until her family
begged me to stay

because they were worried
about that placer of hers.

Wait, which placer?

[dramatic music]

Samuel Zwane [speaks
in foreign language]

that incident [speaks
in foreign language].

Who's the placer?

[speaks in foreign language]

[slamming]

[Tanner] Samuel.

[speaks in foreign language]

[welding torch roars]

[speaks in foreign language]

What the hell?

No, ma'am the killer
does not have albinism.

[phone rings]

Thank you, ma'am
God bless you too,

Thank you ma'am.

[phone receiver clicks]

Sorry, that's a bad line,

can you repeat that?

Reyka!

[dramatic music]

[Voice over phone] Who is this?

Sewsunker, sir.

What's your name?

[Voice over phone] Listen
here, I don't like the way I've

been described in the newspaper.

"Antisocial and
inexperienced with women."

I've had plenty wo-

[receiver picked up]

Hello?

I'm Reyka Gama,

I didn't mean to offend you.

Who am I speaking to?

[dial tone]

Hector, anonymous
voice on the hotline,

caller quoted directly
from our profile.

He buys The Coastal Sun?

He reads, Hector.

Have you started
tracing the call?

On it.

Coastal Sun crime desk please.

Yes, I need a trace on all
calls in the last five minutes.

[whooshing]

His English was good,
deep flat voice,

Nguni first language, his
voice matches the age range.

The call was made
between two towers,

we've got a number
but phone's blocked,

GPS can't be tracked.

[whooshing]

WiFi hotspot.

Sewsunker?

Search for cell phone
stores near vendors

who sell The Coastal Sun.

[whooshing]

Publish a new narrative
profile in the late edition.

Adjust the phrase,
"Antisocial and inexperienced"

to "At ease with
women, they trust him."

[whooshing]

Two vendors, sir.

He's out in the
open, get Tanner, go.

[music intensifies and ends]

[chatter]

Sewsunker, do we have
anything on Pastor Zik?

Alia?

You tampered with my evidence.

Was my name in the evidence log?

You confessed.

I confessed, right.

Sometimes you need to
take one for the team.

Pastor Zik's credit
card statements

are linked to Mbali Msomi's
pre paid phone card.

And her phone list
shows at least five

phone calls made to a
family planning clinic.

Mbali Msomi was pregnant.

[muffled bassy music]

[car beeps]

[door slams]

[speaks in foreign language]

Has anyone paid to
use your phone today?

Yes, there was one
guy on a bicycle.

[dramatic music]

[paper rustling]

[knocks on door]

We have solid evidence
Mbali was pregnant

before she died.

What?

Family planning clinic
confirmed she had an abortion

a month before she was killed.

The autopsy didn't pick it up.

It takes six weeks for signs
of pregnancy to disappear.

How could we miss it?

The lower part of her body was
brutalised by wild animals.

It seems very convenient.

Samuel, what are you
trying to say to me?

Mbali's murder was not
linked to the other victims.

Whoever killed Mbali had a
personal relationship with her.

I want to accelerate DNA
testing to prove that Pastor Zik

was the father of Mbali's baby.

They had a
relationship, so what?

It's a serious
connection Brigadier.

I know the law, but that
doesn't mean Pastor Zik

is a killer.

[phone rings]

[chatter over muffled music]

Yes?

[Voice over phone] It's
Bloom, have you found Portia?

Uh, yes.

[Voice over phone] My client
wants to speak to you.

Set it up tonight.

[dramatic music]

I have eyes on suspect.

Black male, mid thirties,

he fits the profile.

Nandi, was he on a
bike by any chance?

Affirmative, I repeat,
suspect is on a bicycle.

Officers in pursuit,
he's heading towards

zone five, on foot.

[dramatic music intensifies]

[commotion]

[loud booming sound]

[dramatic music continues]

[chatter over bassy music]

[dramatic music]

[shouting and cheering]

[dramatic music continues]

[gun clicks out of holster]

[tense music]

Hey!

[speaks in foreign language]

[booming sound]

[speaks in foreign language]

[gun clicks]

On your knees.

Get on your knees.

Back, back.

[speaks in foreign language]

[sighs and pants]

[speaks in foreign language]

I don't know

[speaks in foreign language]

I did not entrap Pastor, Gogo.

[speaks in foreign language]

One mistake.

[speaks in foreign language]

[sighs]

You seem, uh.

I'm fine.

You don't look fine.

I am, I'm great.

Is it the serial case?

It's that, and-

What, family?

I know what it's like to
raise a teenage daughter.

No, you really don't.

I take it you still want to
know what happened to Lucy?

[tense music]

I do.

Ho, ho, ho, here we go.

Stop it Angus.

That first Christmas was the
happiest time of my life.

I don't remember.

Christmas without
children isn't the same.

There wasn't a
child in that house.

You see Portia?

Yes.

Give me her address
and we'll do a swap.

Why is it so important to you?

That's personal.

Maybe she prefers
not to hear from you.

I know her better
than you do, Reyka.

[dramatic music builds]

Lucy's not a game, she
doesn't belong to you.

It's been over 20 years.

Her family need to know
what happened to her.

You'd understand that
if you were a father

Show her out.

[sobs]

[dramatic music]

Hey Tamma

[Voice over phone] Hey.

How's Bridget?

[Voice over phone] Fine, good.

You don't have to-

It's fine.

[Voice over phone] New au pair?

Nina? Thuli loves her.

[Voice over phone]
Oh, that's great.

Mmm, she's a breath
of fresh air.

Thank you very
much for the extra-

[Voice over phone] No problem,
when is your interview

with child services?

Soon.

[Voice over phone] You ready?

I am, listen, Tamma I need
your help finding a person

she's in witness protection.

Morning.

300 pills of flakka seized.

By accident, and good morning.

Still a good bust.

We know the hawks.

Boss, we've narrowed down
the geographical profile.

Look, we could go undercover,

I could blend in.

We never go undercover
on serial cases.

[Reyka] Agreed, too dangerous.

It's the only way to catch him.

Going undercover is a long
strategic plan that involves

time and resources.

At the best we would
work with someone who's

already undercover.

Yeah, but you have someone
inside the compound don't you?

Yeah, one, that's it.

An informant can't do
surveillance on a serial killer.

There are processes
to adhere to.

We're not going
undercover. Done.

Someone has a lead
on Pastor Zik.

I want you to search him out.

Find out if he knows
about Mbali's pregnancy.

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

-[car horns honk]
-[chatter]

[dramatic music intensifies]

Make sure all the labels
are flat and in line.

Did our PA pass on the message?

Yes Ma'am.

Pastor Zik is not in, but
we'd like to speak to you.

Oh no, I'm so sorry I
don't have much time to be-

Just one minute.

Does your husband
have any admirers?

[Petronella] What?

Young women.

[Petronella] Some.

We're investigating one of
these women and we believe

that she and your husband
were good friends.

Oh, I mean, Ezekiel
has many friends.

Were there any women who
seemed more attached to than-

Than what?

Normal.

What is normal for
a community leader?

Was he close to any young women?

[clears throat]

I know what you're
trying to insinuate

and I won't stand for it.

This is a murder investigation.

We are trying to determine
the relationship between the

Pastor and our victims.

Where you from, girlie?

Here.

No, you coloureds
are from the Cape.

[speaks in foreign language]

Our girls are not safe.

Please, help us.

We don't want to hurt
you or your husband.

[sighs]

Well.

-[distant shouting]
-[car horns honk]

[tense music]

Gogo, we found Bongi's name
on a church donation list.

Can we speak to her?

No, she's at her job.

Did she have a relationship
with Pastor Zik?

Well, she wanted to
be his favourite,

but you know how girls
are these days obsessed

by powerful men.

And she nearly destroyed
Pastor's marriage.

Bongi said he was going
to leave his wife for her.

How do you know that?

He gave her a promise ring
[speaks in foreign language]

A what?

[speaks in foreign language]

That ring means
you are a couple,

even if you are not married.

[foreboding music]

[Voice in memory] We need
the Brigadier as well.

[sinister music]

[crashing sound]

[music intensifies]

Your name keeps coming up
in Mbali Msomi's murder.

[speaks in foreign language]

How connected are you to her?

[paper rustles]

She came to me in distress,

so I helped to pay
for her abortion.

That makes you look very guilty.

I'm not the father.

How do you know?

Don't insult me, Zwane.

So you just expect me
to believe what you say?

I expect you to remember that
you and I have known each

other for a long time.

Hmm.

Petronella and I can't have
children because of me.

You're welcome to
check with my doctor.

God has other plans for me.

So who is the father?

Mbali never told me his
name, but he's a family man

from Mounthaven or Sugarlands.

That's all I know.

[keys rattle]

[speaks in foreign language]

He's an outsider.

[door clicks open and closed]

Eliminate Pastor Zik
in your investigation.

I have to go.

[car engine revs]

[dramatic music]

[car engine revs]

[car door clicks open]

Hey! Police!

Remove your hood.

[speaks in foreign language]

Oh, you're the informant.

Yeah, it's me.

What did you tell Hector?

I was telling him
about the party

that is going to happen
at the compound tonight.

I and my boys will
be jiving for sure.

[river babbles]

Do you want to go to a party?

Where?

Tyrone local compound.

Not my scene.

And if you're undercover?

No, both Hector and
Reyka vetoed the idea.

No one knows about this.

[sighs]

Are you being serious right now?

Do you trust me?

What's the plan?

You collect beer
bottles for a DNA test.

And if you get a match with
the one you found at the

deposition site.

Game-changer.

Hmm.

[door creaks and clangs]

[wolf-whistles]

[chatter]

[speaks in foreign language]

[tense music]

[Voice in memory] We're
your family now, angel.

[tense music]

[gate clangs]

Case number?

PGX-562-1998.

Speelman.

[distant chatter]

[car engine rumbles]

[distant booming music]

How do I look?

Adjust your wire.

It's stuck, can you help?

Okay, pull it down.

50 metre radius.

Nandi?

Nandi!

Once you're out of
range, I can't hear you.

Got it.

[distant booming music]

Sam, you got me, right?

[Sam, Over Radio]
I got you Nandi.

[fast paced bassy music]

[indistinct chatter]

[bottles clink]

[distant music]

[fast paced bassy music]

[speaks in foreign language]

You are police.

[speaks in foreign language]

[Soda Over Radio]
I've seen you before.

[speaks in foreign language]

You're right, I'm a cop.

I also like to dance.

So how's about we get
a drink, chill out.

[speaks in foreign language]

Come dance with me.

I want you to leave
my daughter alone.

You've done enough
damage to my family.

Cut her loose.

Give me my daughter back.

Reyka comes here out of
her own free will, Elsa.

You stole her free
will many years ago.

No, I shaped her, like a father.

She's my blood, she
comes from me, not you.

There's nothing of you
in her, except terror.

God would never
give you children

because He knew you were sick.

You would hurt them,
so He made you a husk.

She learned love from me.

[scoffs]

You're deranged.

Where were you during
all those years, Elsa?

I never stopped
searching for her.

Reyka assumed you'd given
up, you didn't want her.

You fed her that story.

For a while she wanted to call
you, Christmas, birthdays.

But then she realised
that we were her family.

We loved her more than
the stars in the sky, you?

Well you were holed up in some
hotel room with a policeman

who he was supposed
to rescue her.

How dare you?

Reyka was safe, she
was happy with me.

I was looking for her
all day and all night.

Hmm, you keep telling
yourself that, Elsa.

Now you listen to me,
you piece of shit,

Reyka is my daughter, mine okay?

She's home now.

So please, sir, let go of her.

I can't, she's part of me now.

Yes you can, you have a choice.

You never gave her
consent to any of this.

Oh, trust me Elsa,
when we were in bed

it was a hundred
percent consensual.

-God!
-[hands slamming against table]

[distant dance music]

[loud bassy music]

You wanna go for a walk?

I wanna show you something
really beautiful.

Sure, okay, I'll follow you.

[speaks in foreign language]

[dramatic music]

Nandi.

[radio crackles]

Nandi?

Nandi!

[car door clicks open]

[insects chirrup]

[slow calm music]

This is good, right?

Close your eyes.

No, no.

Do you trust me?

Nandi! Nandi! Nandi!

Soda.

Soda, I don't feel
very comfortable.

It's not far.

[phone rings]

Sam?

Reyka! We're at the
Tyrone local compound!

Okay Soda, I'm gonna
open my eyes now.

[sighs]

Gee, Soda, you really know
how to impress a woman.

-[dramatic music]
-[gasps]

[calm music continues]