Original subtitles

- Previously on "Average Joe"...

- I'm Imani. Teddy is my father.

- What makes you think Teddy is still alive?

- Americans.

- They escaped with the daughter.

[gunshot]

- You will get rid of this body and this car.

- And this Billy G? - I will see to him myself.

- We are going to find whoever did this to you.

Possible source of fingerprints.

Yeah.

- Tell me what's happening.

- I don't know where Teddy or my mama.

- Where is my heroin?

- [groaning] - Where's my heroin?

- All for what? To cheat me out some heroin?

- I should have done this on your wedding day.

- Listen to the track, bitch.

- ♪ Girl, drop it to the floor ♪

♪ I love the way your booty go ♪

♪ All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move ♪

♪ And I'll proceed to throw this cash ♪

- Oh, thank you.

- Thank you. - You're beautiful.

[hip-hop music playing]

Wow! - Damn, I love Black ass.

- Talk to me.

- These asses cannot be real, man.

- Some of them are.

Most of them are not.

- How do you tell the difference?

- Oh, shit.

If that thing ain't got dimples or stretch marks

and stand at attention,

ready to give your dick a high-five from two feet away,

then it ain't from God.

- Did you just say "give your dick a high-five"?

- A motherfucking high-five.

[laughter]

I fucking love to see that.

- Oh, dear God, please let him fall in love with her instead.

- It'd be way cheaper than Cathy's old gold-digging ass.

- Oh, shit. - [laughs]

- Ay!

- You're gonna tell him, right?

- Come on. Fuck, me?

Can't this shit wait till tomorrow?

- No. - Oh, come on, man.

- We've been tiptoeing around this shit too long.

It's gotta be tonight.

- It's gonna kill the vibe.

[all cheering]

[laughter]

- Fucker. - See that?

- Yeah, we saw it!

- Her name's Crystal, Crystal Shandi Lear.

Like crystal chandelier. - Oh, yeah.

No, we got it, man.

- She said her pussy is off-limits.

- Obviously.

- But her asshole's good to go.

- Oh, well, call her back, yo! - Oh, no.

[laughter] - Oh, shit.

- [chuckling]

Touch got something to tell you.

- Fucking--uh, yeah, no.

- Mm-hmm. - Uh--um, Lee, man.

- [laughing] - Yeah, boy! Life, right?

And love and marriage and your friends

and the friends that are honest.

And fuck, you know, life is tricky, right?

- Oh, for the love of God, Touch.

Lee, you know you're our brother.

We love you, right?

- Look, we just want the best for you, both of us.

- But?

- Run.

Run as fast and as far as you can

away from Cathy old gold-digging ass.

- Yeah. - What?

How could you say that?

Why would you say that?

- Lee, dude, she's spending your money like water.

- I don't even know what that means!

- It means your fucking money is

going down the fucking drain.

- She's like a little sewer monster.

All she do is just stays down there

and laps up all your shit.

- Are you guys serious?

What, are you jealous I finally got somebody?

You're gonna tell me this at my bachelor party,

of all places?

What is wrong with you guys?

What the fuck am I supposed to do with these?

I thought you guys would wanna celebrate in my union.

Turns out I'm the only one who wants to cheers to my forever.

- [sighs]

Oh, fuck. OK, hold on.

Just wait, wait, wait, wait.

Are you for real?

Like, Cathy's your forever?

- Yeah.

You guys, she's my everything.

- [sighs]

Well,

if it makes you happy, that's all that matters.

If you rock with her, we rock with you.

[laughter]

But if you ever change your mind, it's forever...

all: Goodbye, bitch!

[laughter]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Put the gun down, Cat.

I'm all right. I'm all right.

- Tell Touch to put his shit down.

- Touch, please take your gun off my wife.

♪ ♪

- You wanna dance? Huh?

You wanna fucking dance?

Pull the trigger, bitch.

- You think I won't shoot your white ass?

We in Africa, motherfucker.

They'll throw me a parade.

- You couldn't fucking kill me if you tried.

- I already shot you once before, Touch.

Don't fuck with me!

- Then just do it.

Fucking kill me right now!

- I'm getting real tired of motherfuckers

underestimating me.

- Come on, shoot me.

Shoot me.

Fucking shoot me right now!

Come on!

♪ ♪

- Enough!

You have disrespected my home enough.

♪ ♪

- Joe.

Joe, I would have came clean if I thought for even a moment

that Ange and Jenn were in any real danger.

- Just shut the fuck up.

Just shut the fuck up.

And you, you watched Jenn grow up.

She loved her fucking Aunt Cathy.

And you put her through hell again.

- [scoffs]

I didn't cause that, Joe.

You brought that shit into my house.

But you never seem to remember that part, do you?

♪ ♪

- It's just never your fault, is it?

Like, nothing.

♪ ♪

Get the fuck out.

- Joe, please--

- Get the fuck out!

And take this motherfucker with you.

- [scoffs]

♪ ♪

- Whew! [laughs]

That was some shit, right?

Fuck me.

So what's next?

We gotta find out who killed that kid in the desert.

That's what's next.

And then we gotta figure out what the hell

Teddy's been up to 'cause shit's gotten weird.

You think he's alive, huh?

See, I think he's dead for real this time.

And then I think we gotta go back

to fucking Billy G's, 'cause that dude is hiding something.

- This is your new hecking high, huh?

- What are you talking about?

- Chasing death? - Dude.

- Living off the adrenaline and shit, huh?

That's--this is your new shit, your new fix, right?

Huh?

You--you actually believe that you, like,

some type of fucking hero, huh,

made of, like, Pittsburgh steel?

- OK, no, no, hold on a second, Joe.

I just jumped in to save your ass.

- No, no, no, no, you stepped in to get shot!

- Oh, please.

Cathy wasn't gonna fucking shoot me.

- This shit is real, Touch!

I gotta get my family back.

And I can't go home till I figure out

why the fuck Teddy pointed me here,

why the fuck he want me with Imani.

I gotta get home!

♪ ♪

If you wanna die, go ahead.

Just don't act like you're doing that shit to protect me.

♪ ♪

And until you start moving again

like you wanna keep fucking breathing,

stay the fuck away from me!

♪ ♪

- Fuck.

[dogs barking in distance]

- [coughs]

- Are you gonna say anything?

- What is there to say?

We fucked up, and I got my ass kicked.

You never should have pulled a gun on Joe.

- Did you see the rage in his eyes?

He was gonna kill you, Leon.

And that wasn't about no Jenn or Ange, either.

That was about the drug money.

I pulled the gun on him 'cause I wasn't gonna

let his greed kill my husband!

- Joe would never kill me.

- [scoffs]

What are you looking for? - A motel.

- For what?

We need to be looking for our passports

so we can get the fuck up out of here!

- It's 3:00 AM.

The consulate is closed.

- I don't need no consulate.

I put a Tile Tracker in our luggage.

I know exactly where our shit is.

And we need to go get it, now.

- You're serious?

- Deadass.

- Cathy, I just got my ass whupped.

People have been trying to shoot at us

ever since we got off a 17-hour flight.

It's our first day.

I'm exhausted.

And you think it's a good idea to go out

in the middle of the night looking for our luggage

in South Africa from a guy who was trying to kill us?

- Yes.

- Let me know how it goes.

- [scoffs]

OK.

So you're just gonna sleep through this shit

like you do everything else in your life?

- I need to get some rest, Cathy.

You do, too.

Now, if you want, we can wake up in the morning,

scope out the place, see what's up

before we try and get our shit back.

But if not, like I said, let me know how it goes.

- Fine.

Where are we staying?

- Penguin Motor Lodge.

It's got...half a star.

- Half a star? Fuck that.

Ain't no telling what we catch sleeping there.

No. - Well, then, if you want,

we can sleep on this bench,

because that's about all we can afford right now,

unless you got some money I don't know about

and you can put us up at the Ritz.

No?

Well, then, Penguin Motor Lodge it is.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Morning.

- You know, in a South African home,

you don't just open the fridge and take whatever you want

as if you paid for it.

- I just figured since we were guests,

it was kind of "help yourself."

- Imani is my guest.

You and your friends, you're just visitors.

- May I open it to put it back?

- Sit.

Sit.

- OK.

[sighs]

- Open it.

- You sure? I don't wanna overstep.

- Open it.

- OK, thank you.

- What happened?

- Last night?

You know, um, Cathy is insane.

Leon's nut sack has turned to mashed potatoes, and--

- I saw all of that.

What I'm asking is, what happened to you?

- Ah.

- What would drive a man to stand in front of a gun

and beg for the trigger to be pulled?

- Look, I have spent enough mandatory hours

in front of a police department shrink

to know exactly where this is going.

I am fine.

Thank you for your concern.

Thank you for the water.

This was lovely.

- Sit.

I said sit. - OK.

You are not fine.

And I'm not a psychiatrist.

I'm a sangoma.

I'm a spiritual healer.

I believe that all of our ancestors

guide and protect us, protect the living.

And with their guidance and protection,

we are able to bring wholeness

where there is only emptiness.

- Well, that's very cool,

but I'm pretty sure that my ancestors

didn't make it quite this far south.

- Africa is the root of all creation.

- That's what they say.

- And your ancestors, they are definitely here.

They're saying, we are listening, Benjamin.

[mysterious music]

- Nobody ever calls me Benjamin.

♪ ♪

Nothing happened.

Last night, that was nothing.

You know, Cathy pulled a gun on my best friend,

and I stepped in to protect him.

- That wasn't about protecting Joe.

You--you were trying to prove something.

- [laughs] OK.

- That wound you hide, it's oozing out of your soul,

and it is infecting everyone that you love.

♪ ♪

And these people, they are your only family, aren't they?

Out of all the kin you could have chosen.

It's interesting.

What I'm not hearing is,

what happened to your other family, Benjamin?

♪ ♪

- Thanks for the water.

♪ ♪

- Right.

♪ ♪

Allow me to-- to take you somewhere.

- You wanna take me somewhere? Where do you wanna take me?

- Somewhere very special.

- I don't think so. I can't leave Joe.

- Yes, you can.

And you must.

Please.

- [sighs]

Yeah, OK. Fine.

[upbeat music]

- This shit not gonna work if we're not

on the same page today, Lee.

- Well, then I guess this shit ain't gonna work.

- You remember I used to work at the bank?

And that first day that you came by my window,

I had seen you there so many times.

But for some reason, you would always avoid me.

- You made me nervous.

[both laugh]

- Well, I'm glad you finally walked your fine ass over.

Because from the moment

we looked into each other's eyes,

we knew that nothing else mattered.

And we have been a team ever since,

one that nobody,

no baby,

not even a bankruptcy could fuck with.

Leon, I have rode with you

until the wheels literally fell off.

And then I got out and I stood beside you

and I fucking pushed.

- Yeah, but where are we pushing to, Cat?

'Cause it's starting to feel like

we ain't going nowhere at all.

- Mm.

One step backwards, two steps forward.

Lee, we do this right,

we can get our life back and then some.

I just gotta know that you with me, baby.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- You don't have to manipulate me, Cathy.

I am forever with you.

- So are we doing this?

- Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

Under one condition.

- Mm?

- Give me your gun.

You wanna be partners?

You gotta learn how to share power.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

OK.

- OK.

Now let's get our shit back.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[train whistling]

[knock at door]

- Yeah. - What the fuck?

- Hey.

- Hey. - Hey.

Um, I--I need the car keys.

- For what?

- I need to go find my mom and dad.

I've been trying to call them since we got here,

and I keep going straight to voicemail.

I need to find them, Joe.

I don't know, maybe--

maybe they're at our house waiting for me?

Yeah?

- Ah, ah, ah, no.

I can't let you do that.

It is not safe. All right?

- Joe, I'm--I'm not a kid!

Stop treating me like I'm a child!

- I know you're not a child.

Listen, Teddy put you in the safe house.

Why would he put you in the safe house?

Because your house isn't safe.

Now, listen, I don't know who these motherfuckers are

that tried to grab you and are looking for you,

but I do know they are looking at your house.

So we gotta lay low for a minute

until we figure out any of this shit,

figure out why you here, why we here,

why any of this is fucking going on.

What?

- Hmm.

Were you close with your mom?

- Yes.

She was my everything.

- Yeah.

And if your mom was missing,

what danger would stop you from finding her

or Jennifer or your wife?

- No.

Can't help you.

- Joe!

This is bullshit! OK?

- I'm sorry.

[train whistling]

- That's a clue.

- What the fuck?

- What's a clue?

- That whistle in the tape.

You know, Dad has a model train set

in our garage, and that--

that whistle sounds exactly like the one his train makes.

- In your garage?

- Yes.

- At your house?

- Yes.

- We should go to your house.

[upbeat music]

- Wow. - Come on.

- But when I say something...

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Tell me you have found the Americans and the girl.

- No, Sipho.

♪ ♪

- And how many of my men have been killed?

- Seven.

Well, six.

The Americans have killed six, and you killed Kofi,

so that would make it a bank shot seven.

- So you can count.

You, too, are standing on death's door, my friend.

One day I will give this land back to our people.

And they will praise me like I praise my father.

But this endeavor requires money and weapons.

I need that girl.

- We are looking.

OK, we have men stationed everywhere.

- Hmm.

Increase the bounty--

1 million rand for each of the four Americans,

2 million rand for the girl.

♪ ♪

Find them!

- OK, let's go!

[pensive music]

♪ ♪

- Welcome to Table Mountain.

This is one of Earth's few energy centers.

And the slaves used to come here to find

refuge, solace, and power.

This majestic mountain, it represents

freedom and oppression,

life and death,

joy and pain.

- Joy and pain.

"Like sunshine and rain, sing it now, God's children.

Joy and pain."

Remember?

Rob Base? Big hit? No?

- Maybe this was a mistake.

- No, no, no, no, no. It's my bad.

No, I'm being a dick. I'm sorry.

I do that when I'm uncomfortable.

- [sighs] - I apologize sincerely.

- All right.

OK.

- Sorry.

- All right.

♪ ♪

I want you to close your eyes.

- You know I'm not a big "close your eyes" kind of guy,

so I don't think so.

- You can trust me, Benjamin.

- Says the beautiful woman who pushes him off the cliff.

- [chuckles]

OK? - All right.

I'll close my eyes.

- Good.

Now, I want you to take a deep breath.

- [exhales] - Good.

In. - [inhales]

- Out. - [exhales]

- Now, I want you to breathe in all of the pain

you carry every day.

- [exhaling]

- Breathe. - [inhaling]

- Now, I want you to hold that breath.

I want you to feel your lungs expanding,

your blood pumping,

and your heart beating.

- OK. - You're all right.

- OK. Just ticklish.

- OK. Breathe.

Breathe.

- [breathing deeply]

- Let me in, Benjamin.

Allow me to see.

[spiritual music]

[echoing] Let me in, Benjamin.

Allow me to see.

- You and Mommy will be the bad guys,

and I'll be the good guys.

Hands up, or I'm gonna shoot.

Mommy, hands up.

- No, Donna! No, no, no, no, no!

[gunshot] [gasps]

[breathing heavily]

- Benjamin, that was extraordinary.

Your capacity to feel is--

is like nothing I've seen.

[somber music]

- I don't know what you're talking about.

I didn't feel anything.

- Ah.

♪ ♪

You did.

- No, I didn't.

I'm sorry.

I got a little dizzy.

I think I was hyperventilating, but I--I--

- It's OK.

- I didn't feel anything.

- Hmm.

- Look, you are--

you're a really great lady.

I have no doubt.

I'm just not really into this whole

sangoma mumbo jumbo that you're pushing on me,

so I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

Not my style.

I think it's best we get down the hill.

Yeah, I'd love it if you could take me

to a place called Billy G's.

It's an American bar.

Kind of where all this shit started.

Revisit that cop shit, you know?

Investigation.

♪ ♪

- Yes, of course, Benjamin.

♪

- God, you're a fucking asshole.

- Yo, Chima, let me ask you a question.

Would you rather fight a lion once

or three chickens every day for a year?

- Idiot.

I would fight the three chickens.

- Every day for a year? - I will.

- Dude, that's, like, 1,095 chickens.

You know, I once saw two chickens kill a zebra once.

They would just peck you to death

and then eat your bones.

- So you would choose to fight a lion?

- Mm-hmm.

- And what exactly are you gonna do?

Boxing?

- I'll train first.

- How do you train to fight a lion?

- And how do you train to fight three little chickens

every day for a year, hmm?

They'll have enough time to learn your technique.

And then one day, when you're tired,

hungover, perhaps, that's when they pounce.

They pounce, and they just peck your eyeballs out.

And then you can't even see to defend yourself.

And that's when they deliver the final death blow.

- That is kak, brother.

In fact, only this morning,

I saw you struggling to zip up your jacket,

yet you think you're strong and agile enough

to fight a lion!

- Even if I lost, I would rather

go out heroically battling a lion

than murdered by three little chickens.

And when they murder your dumb ass,

the world will know you as Chima the Chickenshit.

- When the lion rips and shreds you apart

in, like, five seconds, eats you,

and then shits you out,

the world will know you as Edward the Lion Shit!

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Fucking Teddy.

- Yeah, this is it.

Just give me a minute.

It's coming.

[whistle blows]

- Stop it.

[laughing]

[pensive music]

That's my first car.

1969 Buick Riviera.

♪ ♪

Teddy towed it home from the police pound one day.

The plan was for me and him to, like, fix it up together,

you know?

But he lost interest

like anything else that had to do with me.

[chuckles]

So me, Touch, and Leon, we worked on it every day

for a whole summer, getting it right.

The first time I saw Angela was in this car.

- [chuckles] It's a good car.

- I loved that car.

What the fuck is that at the bottom of it?

- It's a peach. [laughs]

- A peach?

- Oh, I think I know what this is.

There's this bar. It's called R Jay's Cove.

Nasty, nasty place, actually.

[groans] Yeah.

So they have this alcohol.

It's called mampoer.

- Mampoer. "Poer"?

- Peach moonshine. - OK.

- Peach moonshine, right?

And I've tried it once, and I thought I was gonna die.

I vomited for two days straight.

- Oh, God.

- Yeah, it turned me upside down.

- And that's a place Teddy hung out, huh?

- I mean, if he did, he didn't tell me about that.

- Hmm.

- Also, it is the kind of place that you don't really

tell people you frequent.

It's dangerous.

Shootings, stabbings. So yeah.

- Wonderful.

- And if I'm correct, I think this is how you get in.

You hand this in at the door.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.

- Let me see it.

Hmm.

Peach, huh?

Noted.

I think we should get out of here.

We've been here long enough.

- Joe, quick, please.

I just quickly want to go in and check.

- Baby girl, we gotta go.

They're outside, and we got to get past them to--

[sighs] Fine, fuck it.

But we got to go quick. - It'll be quick.

It'll be quick. Come, come.

Come.

[upbeat music]

- Hey, bud.

Oh, hello.

Hey.

[clears throat]

Hello.

Listen, I need another favor.

[speaking Afrikaans]

I'm going to send you some photographs,

so please scan them for me and see if any of them

recently entered Cape Town.

Thank you. Thank you.

[tense music]

Yeah, that's very kind of you to say that.

Well, I--I miss him a lot, really.

I miss him every single day.

Ah, well.

Ah, thank you.

Thank you so much.

♪

Hmm.

I got you.

♪ ♪

- God damn.

- What? - Y'all got a swimming pool?

I ain't never had a swim--

♪

Come on, we gotta go.

No, don't. - No!

- Imani, don't--

fuck.

♪ ♪

- Mama?

Mama?

Mama!

No, no, no, no, no.

[sobbing] No, no, no, no, no!

- Imani, we got to go. - No. Why? Why?

Why would anyone do this to her?

She doesn't deserve this.

Why would anyone do this to her?

- Imani, we have to go now.

- No, I'm not leaving her!

I'm not leaving her.

- Listen to me.

I promise you, I will take care of your mother.

I will bury her myself.

But we have to go now.

I have to keep you safe, and we have to go now!

- No, I'm not.

- Imani, let's go.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

- Wait.

♪ ♪

[sobbing]

♪ ♪

- Leon, we've been out here for an hour.

Not a single person has come in or out of that clubhouse.

And my Tile Tracker says

that our luggage and passports are in there.

- Something's not right.

You don't feel it?

- No.

All right, maybe it is weird that the same guy

who shot at us stole our shit

just to bring it to a rugby field.

Maybe he sold it.

- To a rugby player?

- They don't wear clothes?

- Our clothes?

Have you actually seen a rugby match?

- No. - Those guys are beasts.

It's like football minus the helmet, pads,

and regard for human life.

- Oh, you scared!

- Yes!

I'm definitely afraid.

I already got my ass kicked by a middle-aged plumber.

You think I can take an entire rugby team?

- [chuckles]

- Not to mention my Achilles.

- All right then, new plan.

Why don't we just take our lawbreaking asses

and your broken-ass Achilles, we go over to the consulate,

tell them that we lost our passports

in a fucking shootout,

see how that plays.

[tense music]

- Shit.

Fine.

But tell me we're going home to Pittsburgh

after we get our passports back.

- We can go home.

- All right then.

[rap music]

Let's get it.

- You all right? - Yeah, I'm good.

- OK.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Make you like a dragon jet ♪

♪ You can fly hard ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Hmm.

This china is stunning.

- Yes, thank you.

I won it at auction.

It's the only one of its kind.

Commissioned by Winnie Mandela herself.

- Hmm.

You, come.

♪ ♪

Please hold this for me.

No, no.

If I wanted that, I would have put the cup on its saucer.

I want you to hold the bottom in order to retain the heat.

♪

So our money.

We gave you 700 kilos of our heroin on your word

that we would have 35 million U.S. dollars

after our transaction.

- We had some issues that delayed payment,

but I assure you, your money will be with you

by the end of the week.

- Of course.

But with an additional 10%

for our kindness and our patience.

- Hmm.

5%.

♪ ♪

- Shh.

- [breathing shakily]

- Do you have any idea what it must have taken

for a woman to represent the various factions

of the Afghan poppy collective,

what I must have endured versus what I could provide?

♪ ♪

[scraping]

You will pay an additional 15% for your tardiness.

In four days, when the shadow has passed

beyond our line, you will have paid us

40,250,000 U.S. dollars.

Do you understand?

- [chuckles]

You are very amusing.

I admire your strength.

You remind me of my mother.

But tell me, what's to stop me

from killing you right now, hmm?

I kill you, I kill your friends,

and your family.

That way I keep my money and your heroin.

- [chuckles]

The Russians, the Americans,

and then the entire world,

and still you have not learned a thing about our people.

Say you understand.

- [chuckles]

I understand.

♪ ♪

- Hmm.

♪ ♪

A pleasure.

♪ ♪

- That's it. That's it.

This one.

Shoot it off.

- It's too loud.

Saw this on an episode of "Heist."

It's the only time you can trust David Morse's character.

Thread the fabric through the hole and pull.

- Well, damn! - [laughs]

- Hey, what are you doing to my locker?

- When did you take the gun?

- When I felt like it. Focus.

Where's our luggage?

- It's gone. I threw it away.

- What?

Our passports were in there.

- Where's the watch?

- What watch? - Yeah, what watch?

- Where's the watch?

[tense music]

- It's there.

♪ ♪

- Yo, Diallo!

What the fuck is going on?

- Hey, we are just taking what was stolen from us.

- She's got the watch, Thato.

- I see.

Then why don't you just put the fucking watch

back in the locker and kindly fuck off?

- Any one of y'all make another fucking move,

and I'ma make sure you all touch down.

- That's football, not rugby, baby.

- Fuck if I know.

- You're not going anywhere with that fucking watch, bitch.

[gunshot] - Ah, fuck!

- Get me out of here, baby.

- She fucking shot me!

- That's right. Stay back.

Any one of y'all move, you die.

All right?

- Fucking chase her, man!

- Run.

- ♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet

♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet, move your feet ♪

♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet

♪ Come dance with me, dance with me ♪

♪ Dance with, dance with me

♪ Dance, d-d-dance ♪

♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet ♪

[tires squeal]

♪ Yeah, move your feet, move your feet ♪

♪ Come dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, move your feet

♪ Come dance with me, dance with me, dance ♪

♪ Come dance with me

[tense music]

- I'll be fine.

Get out of here.

♪ ♪

[engine turns over]

♪ ♪

[gun cocks]

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- [yelps] - Shit!

I almost shot you.

What are you doing in here?

- I was just trying to make sure that you're OK.

- You shouldn't be in here. Get out of here.

- Um, Benjamin, it's OK.

Death is a part of my calling. All right?

If there are any trapped spirits in here,

I can help them.

Please. - Would it make a difference

if I told you I'm not asking you,

I am telling you? - No.

- OK, fine.

Stay behind me.

Don't touch anything.

Oh, shit.

[eerie music]

- Ugh.

♪ ♪

- Shit.

♪ ♪

- [breathes shakily]

Ugh.

[sirens wailing]

- This is the False Bay Police Department.

Come out of the building with your hands up.

- Oh, fuck. What's this now?

- Exit the building immediately.

- Did they follow us here?

Shit, OK, OK, OK.

Look, I can deal with this,

but you need to get out of here right now.

- No, but--but I'm not leaving without you.

- What are you talking about, you're not leaving without me?

We just met. You know that, right?

What is going on with you?

Who do you-- who do you think I am?

- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry. That--

- It's fine. - This is your final warning.

I'll go.

- Please, thank you.

Shit, wait.

[tense music]

Will you take this for me, please?

Phyllis, please.

♪ ♪

Hey.

I need you to be safe.

♪

Get out of here.

Get out.

♪ ♪

Fuck.

♪ ♪

- All right.

I got burgers and fries.

At least, I think that's what it is.

I mean, who knows?

- Cathy, why did you have a $70,000 watch

hidden in our luggage?

- Because 70,000 in cash

would have never made it through customs.

- I meant, why did you have it at all?

Where did you get this?

- I bought it. - How?

Because I gave all the money we had to Vikram,

to help stitch you up the night you got shot.

- Well, not all the money.

I took the money from the Lambo,

and I sold the kilo of heroin.

♪ ♪

- You sold the heroin without me?

Even after you got shot?

After you almost died in my arms?

I hid the money from the Lambo in a hardware store basement.

How the hell did you find it?

- That's what I do.

- That was our emergency fund, Cathy!

- And you don't think we're in an emergency right now?

What if Teddy really is dead

and our 700 kilos of heroin are gone forever?

What the fuck are we gonna do then?

I can take that watch and sell it

in whatever city we're in,

and we can make moves from there.

- Make moves?

Make--no!

No, we said we were going back home

so we could start over.

- I can't start over!

- Yes, yes, you can!

♪ ♪

- You're right, baby.

Yes, I can.

♪ ♪

But I don't want to.

[pensive music]

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- [groans] - Get up.

- Shit. All right. - Get up.

All right? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

♪ ♪

Ah, shit. OK, OK.

[indistinct TV chatter]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- False Bay police are searching

for four Americans in connection with murders

in Hout Bay yesterday evening.

♪ ♪

The Americans are considered armed and dangerous.

And anyone with details regarding their whereabouts

are asked to call the Hout Bay Police Department immediately.

And in other news tonight... - Cat.

- The WCG reports... - Cat!

- From the 10th to the 16th of March,

a total of 200 speeding fines...

- Cathy, we got a problem.

- Leon, I told you--

[gunshot] [screams]

No!

Baby! [gunshot]

Leon!

Leon, Baby, come on!

Get up, baby, baby.

Please.

Leon!

Leon!