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Hey, Zee. Nandi, I'm with Zinkley in the bathroom.
Maybe you want to join us.
Mom!
Lock the door.
Lock the fucking door, Nandi!
You have been fucking playing with me this whole time.
Zinkley has got nothing to do with this. You're the one who tipped off who
Vilanga is.
You!
You went to my house and saw you all fucking lovey-dovey with your husband?
You lied to me!
That's who you love?
You think after everything that Leonard has done to me that I would still love
him?
No. No, I wanted him dead. And you know that, Bella.
You know that.
Why were you acting like one big happy family?
Huh? Because Uzentli asked me to.
Because she knows that her father is mad. He's sick in the head.
Right?
Please, Bella.
I hate Lynette. I hate Voyo. I hate all of them.
And you know that.
We can't.
Zinta, wait.
Zinta, please.
Zinta, please, don't call your uncle. That psycho needs to be arrested.
She broke into our house. Your uncle's going to ruin things. Please, Zinta,
don't call him. And you're trying to protect her. All that shit you said was
true. You hate Dan.
I just said it because that's what she wanted to hear. You're a liar. And I'm
telling Uncle V everything.
You have no idea what it was like being in prison.
What I had to say, what I had to do just to survive.
But I would go back there in a heartbeat just for you, Zindle.
So you have no right to judge me.
Not you, Zindle.
I'll handle Upila.
Is it clear, Zindle? Yes, Ma.
Good.
Is everything okay?
I've had my life flash before me twice already this year.
And both times when I survived it, you were the first person that I thought of.
I'm here, Zee.
Always.
I know there's a lot we haven't shared.
And you don't have to tell me anything you're not ready to.
Look, um, tonight was... Tonight, it was silly of me to assume we would do a
kindy hamburger.
Yeah, look, too much has happened. Okay, I can't do this. Not now.
I'm guessing a lot has changed.
You mean the world to me.
So yes, let's take it one step at a time.
I don't want to be cleaning after people, Ma.
That's not me.
Ivy?
You've grown up, eh?
Precious.
I said, how did you and Villa Azim meet?
Jacob, the last thing we need to do is talk about work.
How do you feel?
I feel like I see an eye. It's complicated.
Aren't you a little bit too young to be drinking wine?
I don't think I'm too young to do anything.
I'm telling you because you can't know about us.
Us.
The last time you had that look on your face, you were worried... ...whether
Uzintle was going to make it into that fancy primary school that we paid a
fortune for.
And then a week later she came back home and she started teaching us how to
pronounce English properly.
Oh,
speaking of the princess herself.
Hello, Zee.
Thank goodness she cut your hair.
And then what happened to you?
Oh, it's just a scratch.
You going to join us?
No, it's cool. I'm just here to finish a couple of things. I'm staying at
Laura's. Oh, Laura?
Who's Laura?
She's a friend.
Um, I don't actually stay here, Dad. Oh. Grown up, remember?
Oh, excuse us.
Yeah, but maybe you could just come back. I will visit often, Dad.
I won't even feel like I've left.
Promise.
Okay.
What's wrong with her leaving?
I just, you know, wish she could stay.
I just worry that I will go safe out there.
Z! Hey, I remembered something.
You are into some sort of martial arts, aren't you?
Am I right?
Yeah, you are, Dad.
You see, some things are coming back.
I thought maybe I'd Google the rest, but I'm not an idiot.
No phone, no computers.
You and your mother are keeping the internet away from me. The doctor said
that your memories have to come back naturally.
So then, why don't you drive me around?
Take me to those familiar places.
Why do you have to go?
Did mom put you up to this?
Up to what?
Zee, look.
I know I've been hard to deal with.
No, that's not the reason why I'm leaving.
So stay.
Help me remember naturally like the doctor ordered.
Please.
Don't love me.
Hey.
Hey. Sure, thanks.
Last night was a bit... was a bit crazy.
Yeah.
I don't always have control of myself. Sometimes I just act without thinking.
90. I just love you so fucking much.
I know what you're dealing with a lot.
Just don't shut me out.
I don't know, I mean, I... I love the passion.
The crazy, not so much.
You know, I've got so many crazy things. Yes.
Less crazy.
More passion.
I got it.
So we're good. Good.
Great.
What the fuck? No.
You're under arrest. What's going on here?
90. Who's this poor woman you had me arrest?
Oh, we were in prison together.
But when she came out, she started stalking me.
These favors, they're sticking up.
You might want to remember what happens to people who fly too close to the sun.
You're late.
That was quite a performance, no?
So how goes Operation Precious?
Great. She hasn't got a clue.
Just calm down.
Let her go.
Thank you, James.
Good work.
James, we've got a problem.
And I mean a major problem.
Villacaz is going to be sworn in as deputy president next week.
Trust and believe, the second that happens, he's going to be pretty much un
-fucking-touchable.
Here.
I've been working on this.
It's not as complete as I wanted it to be.
I was going to finish it in the new year and then send it to every flippin'
publisher in the country, but unfortunately, we need to act now.
So what's missing?
Look. There's some pretty explosive stuff in there already. It's just I'm
tying up loose ends, you know. I'm looking for Precious's mother because
she worked in the Villacazzi house and she has to know what happened to Boosie.
What you got?
Look, Precious is a work in progress.
I'm sure.
And?
I've had a setback.
Okay.
My sister-in-law gave my files to Villacazzi. Oh, for fuck's sake. Why
not?
Why? To protect Zinke and get Leonard's charges dropped.
Bastard's awake too.
Leonard is awake.
James, can we please just stay on track?
Focus. This doesn't make any sense. Hey, are you listening to me? As soon as
Milakazi gets to power, he will take us all out.
I can't be part of this anymore.
He's already tried to kill Zinke once.
Kill what? He's going to walk away?
Well, Between the three of us, we have exactly nothing.
And your brother?
You're just going to let him live his life and you're cool with that? You
can't honestly believe that Andy's a cuck. I don't know.
Maybe.
Show my brother this.
Tell him you want his side of the story or he goes down with the villainous.
Should jog his memory.
See?
Well, I'm glad it's all gone.
Anything for Dad?
Upila, she's been arrested.
I handled it.
It's over.
Are we acting like one big happy family?
Huh? Zintle asked me to.
Right, baby?
She asked me to because she knows that her father is mad. He's sick in the
head.
Right?
Please, Bella.
Of course.
Until I unravel my past, I'm securing pockets of happiness for you.
Well, then, maybe your memory shouldn't come back.
Yeah, it's just, you know, poetry, romance.
Definitely not old Leonard.
Really? No.
Well, why don't you tell me about the old Leonard?
Definitely not spontaneous.
Not spontaneous.
I mean, look, there... There were moments.
Well... Well, maybe Korea got in the way.
You know, I'm sure being a judge is demanding.
No?
Yeah.
Your career always came first.
A lot of bad things happened didn't they?
Did I ever cheat on you?
Did you ever cheat on me?
Please don't tell me I destroyed us.
Otherwise, what's the damn point of coming out of a coma, Nandi, if I don't
have you? Are you ready for your entrees?
Excuse me.
Yeah.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Judge Maslanti.
Out and about in the town with your beautiful wife, I see.
I'm sorry, do I know you?
I'm just having a bit of trouble remembering things of late.
Please, brah.
No, memory loss thing, honestly.
It's a bit much, no?
Is there something you wanted, sir?
No.
I've actually got everything I need.
Because I am going to expose the fact that you, Minister Villacaz, he covered
up his daughter's murder and managed to convict the wrong man.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Your own trays.
Ah.
Thank you. Thank you. Enjoy.
You know what?
You must enjoy this meal.
It's your next one.
It's gonna be on the taxpayers' bill.
From prison.
Still got a chance to tell your side of the story.
Maybe you'll skip dessert, eh?
Come chat to me later.
Just putting it out there.
On your step.
I want to be more spontaneous.
With you.
Can we try that?
I'm in my slat, it's open.
I'm through here.
I'm here by the desk.
So you made it.
So you think you can interrupt my dinner with my
wife for some lame accusation I have no recollection of? Who do you think you
are? Of course.
Amnesia. I forgot.
The irony.
Read this.
It should jog your memory.
But all that... The cuck that Villagazzi got up to.
And how you helped him do it.
I have amnesia.
I don't remember things.
Oh, but you must remember Brenda.
Surely.
Brenda, are you willing to stand by these words in front of a judge when
this whole thing goes to trial?
Yes.
Because it's the truth.
Who Benjamin Chiba was there when Ubusa disappeared?
I don't know what you're trying to get me into, but whatever it is, you leave
me out of it. You understand me? I said I can't do that.
I'm not listening to this nonsense. Read the manuscript. It's got Brenda's
original statement in it.
How much do you want?
So you did know what was in the manuscript.
And this whole amnesia thing is a crock of shit, eh? How much?
I don't want your money, Judge. I want justice.
I want prestige.
I want to be the journalist who cracked the biggest case of the fucking century.
Everybody has a price. How much? What was your price, eh?
You put Jeeva in jail for Villagazzi and you became a judge for it. I did it.
To protect my family!
What was Velikazi threatening your family?
Yes.
Yes.
Thank you.
See, the one thing I didn't have was a confession.
So you just gave me the final chapter of my manuscript.
You do this.
And it destroys me and my family. Like you did to the jeebus.
Give it!
Please,
don't do this.
Keep breaking news tomorrow.
No. No.
No!
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