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[man] Previously on Agent...

Yoh! Yoh! Yoh.

Fuck Blaze, Baba. Baba, Lesego is messing up tremendously.

[in vernacular] Do you have bullets for that?

[in English] You don't have to tell me anything.

I'm not going anywhere.

Underage, walk away.

[muffled screaming]

-Lesego! -[muffled screaming]

-[overlapping shouting] -Get your fucking-- Oh, shit!

Did you fuck her?

[amplified tapping]

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you.

Thank you so very much for being with us here today.

Before we begin, we have a very special treat for you.

We would like to begin with a song of praise.

A song of praise for my father...

Mr. Walter Dube.

[choir over speakers] ♪ Hallelujah, hallelujah... ♪

[hymn continues]

Does this guy have any limits?

She knows, Chris. Natalie.

She knows.

Told her everything.

[whistles]

Fuck me.

And?

She... she was okay with it.

She's okay with it?

Mate, she's a copper, and she just let you off the hook?

She understands the context of that night...

and why things went down the way they did.

She's playing you, bruv.

Letting you feel secure.

Meanwhile, back at the station, she's launching an official investigation.

Maybe, but that's not the real reason why she wouldn't take me back.

What other reason could there possibly be?

Remember Cape Town?

Remember Bae Crystal?

Why would you volunteer that information?

Because I'm tired of harboring secrets.

That's why she turfed you? That's the real reason, bruv?

[The Spencer Davis Group's "Keep On Running" plays]

♪ Keep on running ♪

♪ Keep on hiding ♪

[no audible dialogue]

♪ One fine day, I'm gonna be the one ♪

♪ To make you understand ♪

♪ Oh yeah, I'm gonna be your man ♪

♪ Keep on running ♪

♪ Running from my arms ♪

♪ One fine day, I'm gonna be the one To make you understand ♪

♪ Oh yeah, I'm gonna be your man ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everyone is talking about me ♪

♪ It makes me feel so bad ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everyone is laughing at me ♪

♪ It makes me feel so sad ♪

♪ So keep on running ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Keep on running... ♪

When my grandfather Evans

began this football club, many, many years ago...

they had to wear their shirts inside out for their away games.

And that's because they could not afford a change of kit.

Fifty years later,

we stand on the threshold of becoming Africa's biggest football club.

And yes, my father's blood runs, or rather, is ingrained,

in every single blade of grass here at this club.

What shall I call it? Hmm?

The theater of dreams.

But his blood, yes, his blood,

is now needed by his weakening heart.

And whilst we may all never forget the significant contribution

that this great man, Walter Dube,

has made for this football club,

I believe today it is time to look forward.

It is time to look forward into a brighter future

where Marlboro United will not aim for the top eight, like they used to.

No more Bob Save. No more Mainstay. [chuckles]

And no more Knockout.

We will now aim for the stars.

We aim, we achieve.

"We carry a new world here, in our hearts.

That world is growing this minute."

I now invite each and every one of you to ask any questions.

-[overlapping chatter] -[man] Question. Question right here.

Jade Singh, Laduma. Mr. Dube--

Yes, I know exactly who you are, sister.

Before I begin, any reason why you choose to end your speech

with a quote from Spanish revolutionary Buenaventura Durruti?

Well... my dear sister, we must give credit where it is due.

But that quote is about the workers overcoming the bourgeoisie.

Surely that's not what you're saying?

[overlapping chatter]

-[man] Question. -Yes?

[man] African Soccer Today.

Yes, uh, Ademola Babatunde, African Soccer Today.

Is it true that you have sent Herve Toure to the under-17s? And if so, why?

If you refer to this noble crest

of our dear club...

it says "Marlboro United."

It does not say "Marlboro Divided"

or "Marlboro Individual."

There is no question, ladies and gentlemen,

that indeed Toure is a very, very talented young player.

There is no question of that.

Oh, but like my good old friend Sir Alex Ferguson said,

"No player is bigger than the club."

[Jade] Uh, if I may.

Mr. Dube, there has been lots of speculation

regarding the recent movements of club captain Lesego Moleko,

who has missed the last three games

and wasn't with the team at the awards dinner.

Could you confirm or deny reports that the club is going to off-load him?

Mr. Moleko has been granted a period of compassionate leave,

just to sort out a family issue.

What does "family issues" even mean?

It's better than fucking "rehab," that's what.

Look, if there's one thing this fucking wanker knows, its PR.

Lesego will be fine.

Whether or not Mr. Moleko is part of the "Phumlani vision"

remains to be seen.

[Phumlani] In fact, I would argue that this isn't even up to Phumlani.

It is in fact up to Mr. Moleko himself.

You see, ladies and gentlemen,

no one can deny the contribution

that Mr. Moleko has made to this football club.

Who could forget that time

when he scored the hat-trick against Wits in that Telkom Knockout Cup?

But sometimes, memories can be deceptive,

or even seductive.

Which is all the more reason why

we should sometimes let memories be what they are.

Just memories.

For I must ask you...

when did Mr. Moleko do that recently?

If we are to challenge the way we think, or even the way we act...

I mean, if we are to be called the Barcelona of Africa...

then we must look forward.

And I would argue the same for Mr. Moleko.

So, if he is prepared to be here, then I will allow it.

If not...

[taps key]

-I was watching that. -Yeah, well, I've heard enough.

You know what you're doing right now, don't you? Burying your head in the sand.

Don't shoot me for saying what you're thinking.

Furthermore, what you should be thinking.

Blaze, listen to me.

The kid has to go. You must know that.

He's not in any of Phumlani's plans.

But he's four months into a three-year contract.

And we both know that contracts aren't worth the paper they're printed on.

There's always a buyer. Always.

Yeah, well, this one better have deep pockets. I mean deep.

How much do you think the Golden Boy is gonna accept for the kid?

Sponsor revenues are crazy right now.

We need to speak to the big boys.

I'll talk to Kaizer, you speak to Patrice, whet their appetites.

And one more thing...

have a word with the old man.

See where their valuation of Herve is.

Yeah?

Let the chips fall where they may.

-Cool. -Yeah.

[taps key]

We will rise from the Dead Sea to Mount Sinai,

to the promised land.

And I urge you to join us in this exodus from mediocrity...

to greatness.

I thank you.

[Lesego] I hope I'm not signing my life away.

[man] You already did that. Now you are claiming it back.

Is there any family member you'd like to send to us for a training session?

Training session?

How to deal with a relapse.

To make sure that the home environment is suitable.

Supervision. That sort of thing.

No.

It's not because you're leaving today that things is over.

-There's no one. -In that case,

I'd suggest ongoing outpatient or home healthcare.

But of course, it does come with, uh, certain costs.

Oh, there's, there's no need. That's already taken care of.

Oh.

Yeah, the club, they think all of this is for them.

They own me.

They own my body.

But they don't own my mind.

All that shit, I did it, I did it on my own.

Mm. Naturally it pleases me to hear that coming from you, but--

You don't know the half of it, though.

Actually, the, the truth is, I've-- I've been a cunt, excuse my Swahili.

I'm going to make things right.

You gonna see, I'm gonna do it. You'll see.

You have nothing to prove to me, Mr. Moleko.

[sighs]

Mr. Moleko.

Your education booklet. Please read it.

That's it?

That's it.

You know, there was a, there was a time I thought I couldn't do this.

That it would never end.

At discharge I like to tell patients that their rehab is only just beginning.

[sighs]

Just get hold of my husband, because I need those suits before I leave.

[Nick] Okay, I'll call him.

Nicky.

Just ask him if he's managed to balance the fridge.

Uh, doubtful.

Just remind me why I married that useless fuck.

Um, your parents were afraid that you wouldn't find a man after you turned 30.

Nicky.

I want you to do some detective work.

Find out what it's going to take to nab that kid Toure.

Isn't the ink still wet on the contract?

Yeah, but you know what those things are worth today.

[in Greek] Nothing.

You say that, but it'll cost us.

Yes, but you get what you pay for.

Okay. I'll contact Blaze, then.

No. You leave Magoba out of this one.

But how do I do it if I want to get in touch with--

Nicky, you must please be creative, okay?

[in Zulu] You look well.

[Blaze] Uh-huh.

[in Zulu] You? How's the job going?

Ah, I drive and deliver papers.

It's much better. Beats being a security guard.

Okay, glad to hear it.

So, tell me, any news about those tickets?

What tickets?

Godi didn't tell you?

Mm-mmm.

I asked her.

She was going to organize tickets to the last home game.

Oh, yeah, yeah, the KwaMashu Devils, ne?

My cousin Moleko is his hero.

I was really hoping to get an autograph for him.

Why didn't Godi say anything to you?

She's out of town right now, Monte.

But I'll see what I can do.

You'll see what you can do?

You'll see what you can do?

-Yeah. -Hey, man.

Remember when you needed my help at Pascal's complex?

Well, I need your help now.

Monte, everyone wants to see how the new team is going to play.

It's going to be sold out.

But you're Blaze, right? Or am I wrong?

If anyone can make it happen, it's you.

One thing I can't guarantee is whether Moleko plays or not.

I'll take my chances.

Okay.

Okay.

[ringing tone]

-Jade Singh. -Jade. It's Lesego.

How are you?

I'm good.

You sound different.

-Bullshit. -Honest. Something in your voice.

Jade, they, they're discharging me.

Do you think you could--

Pick you up?

Yeah.

[sighs] Can you hang tight for an hour?

Yes, of course. Thanks.

I just have to finish this piece.

Hey, Jade, how, how was that, that Phumlani show?

[sighs] What did you expect, Lesego?

Anyway, you probably should have left Marlboro years ago.

So, is he actually shoving me out? I mean, did-- did he actually say that?

Not in so many words, but...

Well, let's just see what the fans have to say about this.

-Lesego-- -No, let's just see.

I mean, who would the fans choose, between me and him?

Lesego, you don't understand.

Whatever his father did, Phumlani wants to do the opposite.

Just so everyone knows he's around.

Even if every fan signed a petition to keep you, he would still want you out.

This is about Blaze too as well, right?

Who knows? The point is--

Listen, if Blaze asks anything...

just tell him I'll be ready for that Arrows game.

And I'm back in training on Monday.

-Okay? -Got it.

[breathes deeply]

[Blaze in Zulu] Be careful, baba.

You might get used to this.

Too late.

[in vernacular] I've been in another part of the world since lunch.

[Blaze chuckles]

[in Zulu] I want to thank you, baba, for seeing me at such short notice.

Very funny.

No, I mean it. This isn't your mess anymore, baba.

Let me guess.

You're here about my son.

Press conference?

Yeah.

You know, I blame myself.

When Phumlani was growing up as a young boy,

he was shy.

He even hated birthday parties.

I should have gotten him out of his room more.

Only God knows what he was up to all alone in there.

I just want to know if I'm wasting my time.

It's difficult for me as an agent,

because right now I'm not certain about the future of my players.

I'm not even sure about my own future anymore.

What do you want from me, Blaze?

Baba, you retired. You're not dead.

Look at me. I have everything I need.

But in the boardroom, I'm nothing.

But those are still your people.

Not anymore.

Phumlani has his own people now.

All right, all right, I'll try to talk to him.

See if I can corner him.

But I can't guarantee anything.

Of course, of course.

That's another thing my son never learned, to compromise.

[Blaze] Mmm.

I blame his mother for that one.

[Olipha in Zulu] You did well today, Phumlani.

I agree with you. Everything went according to plan.

When do you want me to perform that revenge ritual on your captain, Moleko?

[Phumlani chuckles]

His days are numbered here.

[in English] But it's not enough, Makhosi, it's not enough.

[breathes deeply]

I just feel as though this guy is taking advantage.

[in Zulu] If you think he has humiliated you and this club in the past,

and you have grievances with him,

the ancestors will grant you your wish.

[in English] Hmm? Why must this club endure his bullshit? Hmm?

For the past three seasons.

[in Zulu] Him and that self-righteous agent of his.

I will need to throw the bones.

When do you want me to perform this spell?

Next week, Makhosi.

Last game of the season.

I will need one of his possessions.

Don't worry. I'll get you something.

I will burn some incense tonight.

And when we are ready...

I will need an atlas bone to silence his screams.

[in English] Do what you must, Makhosi. Do what you must.

[in Zulu] We give thanks. We give thanks.

[Phumlani sighs]

Have to say, you look better than I'd expected.

[chuckles] I still got a long way to go.

I mean it.

You look, I don't know...

serene.

Peaceful even.

I've... I've hurt a lot of people.

I've hurt a lot of people, Jade.

Did you manage to track down Blaze?

Please try.

Come. It's only 15 minutes free parking.

[phone beeps]

Oh, he's on his way home.

You must need some groceries. We can stop on the way if you want.

We're not going to my place.

Where, then?

[Godi] I can extend my ticket.

There's just something about this guy.

He does say some weird-ass shit, but I can handle Sean.

Well, it's not just him.

I don't trust any of the men on this production.

[scoffs] To be honest, even the women.

It's an island. You're on your own.

I'm fine. Really.

It's just work.

Nothing's gonna happen. It's all aboveboard.

If anything happens...

If anything goes down, I promise I'll call you right away. Okay?

I'm a big girl.

I've got you.

Ma Godi...

I got this.

[sighs, mutters]

[doorbell rings]

Blaze, just so you know, Lesego wanted--

Blaze knows that this is my idea.

It's just that he doesn't want to see me.

The question is, will he believe me when I tell him that I've changed?

[Jade] Blaze,

I dropped him off and picked him up from rehab.

I've seen it myself.

One week surviving rehab does not mean you've changed.

That's the thing. You see, I changed before I went in.

[sighs]

Uh, Jade...

Can I... can I call you after?

[door closes]

[phone vibrates]

Ty.

How's it?

What do you mean? I'm fine.

Ah, man.

[in Afrikaans] I mean you.

Ah, you know, work.

Tyrone, please don't.

[in English] Okay? Please.

Besides, it's fine, okay?

I'm broke up-- I broke up with him.

For real this time.

Hello?

Hello?

Yes, I'm sure.

[sighs]

You know I can take care of myself.

Okay. Bye.

[Blaze] We're alone now. You can drop the bullshit.

It's not bullshit, Blaze. It's the truth.

Ye--

Do you have any idea how many times I've heard you say that to me over the years?

Okay, I get it, it's not an easy thing to believe.

"It's not an easy thing to believe"? [laughs]

No, Les, no. You, you don't get it.

Let me get this right. So...

you were totally wired, and you decide, "Let me just drive down to KZN."

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Yeah, something in me just said, "Go to the ocean."

You rolled your car.

You wrote the damn thing off.

Not only just that, but by some divine miracle you survived that crash.

And then you call Jade? The first thing you do is you call Jade.

Yeah.

Why didn't you call me?

Well, because you don't live in KZN. And I knew that you wouldn't care.

Look, I don't blame you, because I've pushed you there.

Hmm.

Fine, okay, you don't believe me.

I wouldn't believe myself if I was you anyway.

But this... this... this is divine intervention.

Jade?

Divine intervention?

Yes. Why not?

I gave her the inside line, so maybe she thought that she owed me.

Huh. Since when do angels keep tabs?

I'm not the first player that she's helped clean up.

She's a good person. You know that more than anyone.

And maybe she is an angel.

[sighs]

[door closes]

[Phumlani] Hey, Baba.

Mm. You know, you shouldn't be reading under that light.

Might just make you go blind.

[scoffs] Please.

[in Zulu] You know I have the eyes of an owl.

A young man's eyes.

[in English] So, Baba... did you see the press conference?

[in Zulu] How could I miss it?

-[in Zulu] Son, come sit down. -Oh, Baba.

[in English] I mean, we've had this agreement already. Hmm?

That I would have free rein as to how this club must be run.

-[in Zulu] Do you know what I did today? -No. What?

After a few hours on the golf course...

I took a long bath.

After I was done, I had a massage.

My point is, I have no desire

to return to running the club.

I don't want us to be stepping on each other's toes.

What I'm trying to say, I would just like to think that sometimes

you might come to me for...

-Advice? -Advice.

[in English] But I mean, Baba, when have I not ever come to you for advice?

When have I not ever wanted it?

[in Zulu] There have been times...

[in English] Then again, Baba... [sighs]

I had good reason to, then.

Yeah, not always.

[in Zulu] Come sit down.

[Phumlani sighs]

-Baba, just so you know... -Mm?

...though the decisions of this club may not be taken by you anymore,

it doesn't necessarily mean that they'll be taken by me.

[in Zulu] We must respect our ancestors greatly.

[in English] Because they protect and provide for us.

[in Zulu] So let me speak to you and the ancestors.

[Blaze] You say that you've changed.

Well, I haven't.

And I know what I saw.

What did you see?

I saw back then what I see now.

Someone who destroys lives.

A girl's innocence.

A gifted player.

And when you saw that I finally found someone that is right for me,

you went and you fucked it up too, Les.

Yeah, but do you know how I know this time everything is different?

Humor me, Les.

I don't crave the stuff I used to crave. I don't.

One week! Look, you come back to me in six months.

You tell me the same shit you're telling me now

and maybe, Les, I might just believe you.

Fuck! It's-- It's this business.

This shitty business.

[in Zulu] When we first met, you were positive.

[in English] There was nothing in the whole fucking world that you couldn't do.

Blaze Magoba.

And now... it's ruined you.

It's all fucking negative... full of doom and gloom.

You don't trust anyone. You don't even like anything--

-That's 'cause I've got blood on my hands! -I've got blood too!

You don't need to prove anything to me.

Then why are you so angry at me?

It might be hard for you to believe,

but you're my-- you're my best friend.

Jesus, if I think about it, you're my only friend.

And I've treated you like shit.

But that's because I...

I hated you always being right.

You thinking, everyone thinking, that Blaze is always right.

I don't know what I can say.

I'm just trying to be straight with you, man.

You know what, Les?

Out of all the things you've ever done...

losing Natalie, that was the worst thing, man.

That hurt the most.

Okay, then let's get her back.

You. You're gonna get her back for me, hmm?

If it proves to you that this is true, then yes.

Let's get her back.

[Lesego in Zulu] What?

[in English] Blaze? What are you doing?

This is madness! The question is, what are we doing?

We're here, we might as well speak to her.

I don't know, Les.

I've just got a bad feeling about this, man.

Man, you always got a bad feeling about everything.

Nat... Natalie does not need to hear any more about the story, okay?

She doesn't have to.

Look, I told her what happened,

I told her everything and... it's complicated, all right?

I don't even think you're the main reason she why doesn't wanna be with me anymore.

What else could it be?

I don't know. Other factors that don't concern you.

Well, there is something she doesn't know yet.

What?

That none of it was your fault. Not even the accident.

I made you do it.

That's it? That's your grand fucking plan to help me get Natalie back?

Look, she knows this, all right?

All of it. I've told her, brah.

Maybe, but she hasn't heard it come from me yet.

Fuck! Lesego!

[blows]

[in Zulu] You know, son, I know you're trying to...

make a strong first impression.

But all I'm saying is, don't push it too far.

[in English] Baba, "First impressions last the longest."

Evans Dube, and I quote.

[in Zulu] No, I don't remember your grandfather ever saying that.

[in Zulu] Or maybe I read it somewhere, Baba.

Point is, Blaze and his clients... they cannot be trusted.

[in English] They are just not part of my plans anymore. End of story.

[in Zulu] Can't be trusted?

Okay, then tell me, who scouted the Toure kid,

brought him here from Abidjan?

[Walter] Huh?

Who defused the situation and stuck around

after that Yasbek "smoke-down" you pulled?

He could have gone to the cops.

[in English] All right, fine, Baba, fine. Hmm.

[in Zulu] So, if you think he's a nice guy,

then why don't you go ahead and give him a golden star. Hmm?

[in English] Blaze cannot even control his players.

I mean, I had to stand there on the podium,

talking about family issues. Hmm?

What load of horseshit is that?

And then now there's this new African kid on the block, hmm?

It's like he's the new Coutinho.

That very boy is the same person

who is going to bring more trouble than Moleko.

You mark my words, Baba.

These are bad eggs.

And guess what? It is now Phumlani's omelet.

[sighs]

[buzzes]

Hey.

-Look, Nat, I-- -Seriously? With him?

Natalie, I know I'm the last person in the world that you want to see,

but there's something I want to tell you. Please.

[Lesego] I've had some life-changing things,

you know, things that happened to me that...

just made me see stuff crystal clear for the first time.

I saw death.

I looked him in the face.

But then something else happened.

I wasn't taken.

I... I made it out alive.

[grunts]

I've been given one more chance to make things right. To seek forgiveness.

Are you guys for real?

I want to tell you, personally, genuinely,

that I'm sorry for everything.

[Natalie clears throat]

I was-- I was putting toxic substances into my body.

I hated who I was.

I disrespected your relationship.

Whether or not you mean this,

Blaze and I had issues that had nothing to do with you.

But you did feature highly.

But wait, Natalie, there's... there's one other thing.

It's...

It's that one night, six years ago...

The girl, Natalie.

The kid we hit together.

Blaze, maybe Blaze was driving, but I...

I'm the one who that made him lose control of the car.

It's not about that night.

[Lesego sobs]

[grunts, sniffs]

You haven't even told him, have you?

[Lesego] Told me what?

That he fucked Bae Crystal while we were still together.

Bro?

[scoffs]

You guys are a good thing. Okay?

You guys, come on, please.

Don't let this be the last thing that I destroy.

[Lesego mutters]

Okay. [sniffs]

Uh, okay. [sniffs]

[sighs] I'm gonna let myself out.

[door opens]

[door closes]

He wanted to come clean.

He came by to my place and did the same.

Please.

This is just to make him feel better. It's always been about him.

At first that's what I thought. I mean...

it's Lesego, right? Same old Lesego.

But something's changed in him.

It's different.

I know this is gonna be really difficult for you to understand,

but I'm fine.

I'm better without you.

Okay? Just...

all that unnecessary baggage.

I'm not a wound that a man needs to heal.

And I don't care which Lesego is roaming around this earth,

because I don't care to know any of them.

I'm not saying any of this to win you back, okay?

I'm telling you this because it's how I feel.

I mean, Nat, I love you.

What do you want from me? What do you want from me?

A second chance.

Look, I-- I don't care if you don't believe Lesego, right?

Look, this is me now.

Nat, I wouldn't have dreamt of doing any of the things that I did,

if I thought that we still had a shot.

Back then, you still had a shot...

You see, that's just the thing that you haven't been able to figure out.

I'm not on some sort of moral crusade here.

You're right. We all fuck up.

The difference between me and you is, I own that shit.

I take responsibility for my actions.

But you...

your whole world... it's dirty, Blaze.

It's fucking filthy.

You sell people, you sell bodies,

you use them like they're animals.

Their lungs, their legs.

You come in here...

with your... your clean-living friend,

and you're telling me that he's a shiny new model.

But all the damage that he has done to his body, it is still inside of him.

That's just the thing with you people.

Everything is in the shadows.

But you know me, Natalie.

That's not who I am.

I never go back.

Natalie, sometimes you need to go back in order to go forward.

This isn't one of those times, Blaze.

So, this is it?

No.

It's not it. Not by a long way.

It's just beginning. My investigation.

Investigation?

Mm. An investigation into alleged rape

and culpable homicide.

Prime suspects, Blaze Slindile Magoba and Lesego Moleko.

-Nat-- -It's what I've been sworn to do.

I trusted you, Natalie!

As a suspect in an investigation, I suggest that you keep your distance.

Nat. This is me.

Goodbye, Blaze.

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