Original subtitles

Saartjie.

Miss, what are you going to do during the break?

I'm going to the Karoo.

With your boyfriend, ma'am?

No, Naomi.

All right, you guys, enjoy the break.

I'll see you next term!

Stay safe.

Oh, Emma!

Someone dropped this off for you.

Oh, yes.

It was a handsome young man.

No, no, no, he's just my brother's friend.

Hmmm. Pretty boy.

Are you going on a hike?

No, no. I'm going to sleep and sleep and sleep

and eat and read and laze around.

In that exact order.

And the backpack?

Oh, my brother just lent it to his friend for the Otter Trail.

Oh.

But thanks for this.

It's a pleasure!

I hope you have a lovely vacation.

Yes, thanks. I will, without doubt.

- Okay, bye! - Bye!

Help them.

Time to saddle up.

Keep your distance, as usual.

Let's not fuck it up.

Come on.

Are you okay, Piet?

Yes.

Hello?

Hi, Dad.

You can start the stopwatch.

Check.

Oh, I still need to stop for petrol.

I'll keep that in mind.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Is your heart also fine?

Almost.

Should I go beat him up?

Dad, don't even say that!

All right, all right.

Let me know when you've overcome your pacifism.

That's not funny, Dad.

I'll see you this afternoon.

Don't worry about me.

It s my job to worry.

Stay alert.

It's an evil world out there.

Oh, Dad.

I love you.

I love you too, Dad.

Turn off over there.

- Isn't that a longer route? - Just turn off there.

It's okay, Piet. It's your first time.

Remember, backroads.

Always.

♪♪

"I love you, Emma!"

Go away!

♪♪

"Can we talk, please? I miss you."

♪♪

"No. We have nothing to talk about!"

"You know how much I hate violence.

And then you hit that guy. In the face. With your fist!"

"He hit me first. I was defending myself.

I'm a guy. That's how my world works."

"Violence breeds violence.

I want a guy who can turn the other cheek.

A gentle guy. Full stop."

♪♪

Ah!

Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

Chill, just pull over. I'll handle it.

- You keep smiling. - Shit. Shit.

- Piet. - Shit.

Piet!

Okay, okay.

Silence.

Well, well, well, gentlemen.

And what do we have here?

Afternoon, Captain. Were we driving too fast?

License?

Uh, I have it here somewhere.

Are you all right, buddy?

Your license is in your wallet, Piet.

Oh, shit, of course.

Why are you shaking like that?

Food poisoning, Captain.

From last night's meat pies.

I wasn't talking to you.

What are you doing? Drive!

Chill, brother.

That's what you do when you see the cops.

What do we do now?

I'm going to pull over next to them,

try to distract him.

- Are you crazy? - Keep your mouth shut!

So what do you have in the back there?

My cousin and I are moving down to the Cape, Captain,

so it's mostly clothes, washing, that sort of thing.

I'm not your Captain, and I wasn't talking to you.

I'm talking to him.

Buddy, you look pretty tense to me.

Are you going to tell me what's going on?

Sir, I was just a bit sick last night.

Sick, sure. What do you have in the back?

Excuse me!

Can you perhaps help us?

I'll be with you in a minute.

You gonna tell me what's in the back or should I look?

We're already late.

Can't we sort this out another way?

Gentlemen, get back in your vehicle.

Morning, morning. We're just looking for directions.

Stop right there!

Put down your weapon.

Put yours down, dog.

Don't shoot him, Baz.

I don t want any trouble, guys.

Let's all take a deep breath.

Put down your weapon.

Okay. Slowly.

Baz.

Jay, open the back.

Listen, take the car. Take my car's battery.

Shut up!

Please. I swear I won't say a word.

Take the car, burn it, do whatever you want!

Bosman, what the fuck?

Boela, his belt. We don't have much time.

Tie him up, put a bag over his head.

Take his car, follow us.

Let's get a move on.

What are you going to do with him?

You'll see.

Are you going to stay here

and wait for the rest of the cops to show up?

Don't worry, cuz. It's all my fault.

Why?

Because I never should have given you the fucking job!

I'm really sorry.

You know it's my first time.

I'll make amends.

Yes, you will.

Turn off there, up ahead.

And use your indicator,

then the rest of the guys can also know what's going on!

Aww...

I...

Hey, big guy.

What are you doing here in the road all by yourself?

It can get dangerous, you know.

Come on.

Whoa, you're heavy.

Come on!

Come on, fuck!

Go, go!

Go!

Not again, Jessie.

Uh-uh.

What's the problem now?

Oh, no, no, no, please, no!

Jessie...

Why now? Why here?

Ow!

Oh, come on!

No.

Untie him.

Take off the bag.

- Piet! - Yes?

Get your ass over here.

Please, just let me go. Please.

Boela, bring his weapon.

Keep your mouth shut, or I'll shoot it off, understand?

- Do you understand? - Yes.

Give it to Piet.

Piet.

Can you shoot?

Yes.

Well, come on, show me.

Shoot that rock.

Fuck me, Piet. Two hands.

You say you can shoot?

- I've seen how they... - On TV?

Yes.

Fuck me.

The safety is still on.

There, it's off.

Widen your stance. Shoot that rock. Go.

Again.

You know this is all your fault.

Yes.

And you want to fix it?

Yes.

Shoot him.

Please.

Please, I swear. I won't do anything.

Bosman, no!

What do you suggest, AJ?

Come on, you be the boss. What do you suggest?

- I... - Please, please!

Why don't we just tie him up?

He's seen our faces.

Baz and I have criminal records.

I'm telling you, I won't say anything!

And I suppose you believe him?

No, I...

Fuck, Bosman. This was never on the agenda.

What was on your agenda?

Use daddy's trust fund money to buy the crack?

As long as your little hands don't have to get dirty.

What was on your agenda?

You know I'm not like that.

What are you like then?

You're the boss.

Don't you forget it.

Piet.

Good Lord.

Piet.

Stand over there.

Stand over there!

Shoot him, Piet.

Do you want to go back to mommy?

Do you want to work for me?

Do you want to be a man?

Well, then shoot him.

Now.

Please...

I said shoot him, Piet!

It's an evil world, Emma.

Full of evil people.

Baz, Jay, go get her!

You fight the battles you can win.

If you can't win, you retreat.

No violence, please. Please, no violence!

You heard her, Jay. "No violence, please!"

Shh!

- What are you doing here? - Speak!

My car broke down.

Are you alone?

Are you alone?!

Take her.

No!

Shut up! Shut up!

Shh!

If you say a word, I'll cut your throat.

He will.

Come on.

Please!

She's part of the mess you caused.

I'm really sorry.

Keep quiet!

You're going to pay. Again.

I can't.

Today you become a man.

The bitch's car broke down.

She must have heard the shots.

Come on, Piet.

Do what you have to do.

Wait.

Now you also have a problem?

My mom taught me not to waste food.

A man has to eat too.

I caught her.

I'm eating first.

Gentlemen, gentlemen.

So much hunger, so little food.

Are you up to it, Piet?

Jay, call it.

Heads or tails?

Heads, always.

One condition.

The one who eats will have to shoot her too.

Are you in?

He doesn't have the balls for it.

I deserve this, Bosman.

Give him a chance.

Maybe our other financier

will show us what he's really made of.

Deal! I'm in!

- Boela, don't. - What, AJ?

What's the difference? Come on, tell me.

Come on!

Tell me.

Yes.

Sorry, Jay.

Move it.

What's her name?

Sweetheart, you're definitely going to talk to me.

This works with her.

What's your name?

Emma.

What?

I'm a bit deaf, you know.

Or do you want to lose an eye?

Emma.

Emma! Emma, Emma, Emma. That's a nice name.

Boela!

You're wasting my time.

Come, Emma, come play with me.

- No! - Come!

No!

- Come! Yes! - No! No!

No!

Whew!

Let's see what's under the hood.

No!

No.

No!

Fuck!

Get him!

Anything can be a weapon.

Everything is a weapon.

Two meters.

Two damn meters, and you couldn't kill him.

Now take his car, drive it back and please don't fuck it up!

Finish with that girl.

We're leaving in ten.

No, no, no, no!

Fuck!

Where the fuck are you?

- She's gone. - What?

- The bitch is gone. - How?

She found the key.

You're a moron.

Find her.

- Now. - It's not my fault.

- It's Piet's fault. - Shut up!

Piet, bring the radios.

There's one for each of us. Keep it on channel four.

Baz, Jay, take the car.

See if she went back to the road.

The two of you, on that hill.

If you see or hear something, call it in.

Piet, the radios!

Remember to switch them on, won't you?

Let's go!

Your call cannot be completed as dialed.

Please check the number and dial again.

Bosman, the car is still here.

But she took her phone with her.

There's no signal.

Her name is Emma le Roux.

She's 26.

According to her car's registration documents,

she's from Stellenbosch.

So she's not from around here.

It looks like she took something from the trunk of her car.

Hold on.

It looks as if she crossed the road here

and headed into the veld.

Jay.

You better come.

We know where she is.

Tell Jay to bring the car.

And her car?

We don't have enough time now to tow the bitch's car.

We have to find her before she reaches a farmhouse.

Everyone head for the road. We'll meet up where Baz is.

Bosman?

What?

I can track her.

What do you mean?

You know I tried a few different jobs?

Well, I did this game ranger course.

I can track her.

Well, I never.

Poor little Piet might just be useful.

Come on.

Okay.

She went over the fence here.

And then went that way.

Are you sure?

I hope your tracking is better than your shooting.

I'm sure.

Baz, wipe away her tracks.

We don't want a farmer to pass here and start sniffing around.

When Jay's done, follow us.

Let's move, guys.

That's what she took from the car.

Hiking gear.

Did you wipe away all the tracks?

Yes.

The road is clear.

This doesn't help us.

Where to now, Piet?

This way.

She only took a few things. She must be tired already.

Good, then it'll be easier for us to catch her.

Well, she'll get thirsty.

- That bottle she dropped? - Mm-hmm.

I think she came looking for water for her car.

That means she didn't have water with her.

And I thought you were just another rich guy's son

looking for a few cheap thrills.

Well, I think she's scared. She's tired, lost and thirsty.

Dehydration will confuse her.

Do you see that Jeep track?

That's the road she'll take because it's easier,

and she'll be hoping it takes her to people or water.

We'll see how clever you really are.

But there's one more problem.

We'll also need water.

You were right.

Then we better get a move on.

Emma!

Emma!

Emma!

Emma!

She went that way.

I thought she was going to stay on the Jeep track.

That's interesting.

Why?

Maybe it's disorientation.

Or maybe panic, rather.

Good.

Yes?

Jacques?

Manie Senekal. Hi.

Tell me, does your daughter drive that little white car?

Where did you see it?

Out on the Bokpoort Road, about 20km from the tar.

But it seems like she had engine trouble.

I don't see her anywhere.

I'm on my way.

Okay, see you there.

Damn, it's hot.

You caused this trouble.

Don't whine in our ears now.

This girl isn't stupid.

She knows we're chasing her.

Don't mess with me, Piet.

I'm not messing with you.

Look, she made three sets of tracks.

Here, here...

and there.

Shit.

We'll have to follow all three.

She's been moving in one general direction.

- That way. - You sure about that?

You and your Jeep track theory?

- That's what I would have done. - You're not her.

And you're not nearly as clever as you think.

We have the radios.

We'll split up.

If you find her, call it in.

Okay.

You're so sure of her direction,

you and Boela take that track.

Baz, Jay, this way.

Piet and I will take this one.

Use the radios if you see something.

And hurry up!

Before everything falls apart.

Those are her tracks.

Wait. What are you doing?

Bosman said we should call it in.

Bosman said?

Now you're taking orders from that psycho?

That is exactly why we can't take risks.

Let's just make sure.

That's all.

Water is life. Water is survival.

Contaminated water can make you sick.

It can make you slow, weak.

- I'm going to call it in. - No, you're not.

- What the hell, Boela? - What? She's mine.

What's wrong with you?

You think it's fine to sell crack to schoolboys?

Fuck up their lives, kill them slowly?

But if I play with a city slut, that's crossing a line?

Wake up, AJ. You're a criminal just like the rest of us.

But if you want to keep your little hands clean, that's okay.

I'm going down there to play with her.

And touch that radio...

Yes.

Fuck it, Boela. I don't know you anymore.

You never knew me! You never tried!

Too many fucking daddy issues.

So you're staying?

Just give me ten minutes.

Jacques.

Thank you, Manie.

It was the least I could do.

I'm just sorry about the circumstances.

I told her, "Let's buy you a new car."

But then she wanted to go to India for karma or something.

Everything is exactly as I found it.

Someone wiped the tracks.

Good Lord.

But why?

What?

What happened here, Jacques?

Five, maybe six men.

They climbed over here.

Emma too.

Jacques, I think we should call the police.

I don't think it'll help.

Good Lord, what do you mean?

Firstly, she's on her way home.

But that's, what, 40km?

More or less.

She knows this area like the back of her hand.

Phone the police, Jacques.

The engine is cold.

The water from the radiator has seeped away.

It must have been more than an hour ago.

The police will struggle to catch up.

This is rough terrain.

Try something, and I'll shoot you, I swear.

But what are we going to do?

She took my son's backpack.

She had time to think, to prepare.

We have to do something.

I did what I could, Manie.

Ten years ago.

Throw me the water.

Hey!

Close the bottle and toss it over.

Come on.

Come on!

Ten years ago?

I taught her everything I know,

from the time she was this big.

Military stuff?

Yes.

You were Special Forces? A Recce?

Yes.

Ten years is a long time.

Yes.

Too long, perhaps.

Not too dumb for a fucking city girl, hey?

What now?

Did you think our date wasn't going to happen, sweetheart?

Please.

Come now, Emma.

Don't you want to put up a bit of a fight?

Huh?

Please, you can still get away.

Please.

Okay.

Okay.

That's fine.

It's an evil world, Emma.

Certain things turn people into animals.

War.

Greed.

Lust.

Worse than animals.

Relax, relax, hey, hey.

Hey, shh, you might just enjoy yourself.

Please, I don't want to.

Oww!

Please, I don't want to hurt you.

You don't want to hurt me?

No, I really don't want to, please.

Take off your clothes, slut.

Look at me! Want me to hit you again?

Hey?

Then I'll take them off for you.

You little... You little...

I... warned you.

Again and again. I begged you.

My dad was right.

Some people are worse than animals.

Who...

Who...

Who are you?

I'm the daughter of Jacques le Roux.

Of 1 Reconnaissance Commando.

♪♪

I never stopped teaching her.

She wanted to give it up. She was 16.

She learned quickly, Manie.

She was determined, enraged.

Back then, I thought it was anger

about her mom and the cancer.

Determined, focused, angry.

And a sort of natural talent for hand-to-hand combat.

For self-defense.

For survival skills.

But not for firearms.

Lift the gun, Emma.

It's in the breathing.

Slowly in, slowly out.

Let the weapon be a part of your body, part of your being.

You are the weapon.

That target, you have to hate that target.

You have to want to kill it. In here.

Load it.

Lift it.

Take your time.

She never learned to shoot. I don't know why.

She wasn't afraid of guns.

She just never hit anything.

So I took her hunting at 16.

We went after a buck.

She wounded the animal, then...

then she looked at the buck and said that it wasn't right.

Never again.

No meat ever again because animals are holy.

No more killing, no more war, no more learning to fight.

So I asked her, "But why?"

She said to me, "Look at yourself, Dad.

Look how wounded you are.

War and fighting did that to you."

Boela?

Boela?

AJ, is that you?

Yes. We...

We found her.

Shoot her. I'm coming.

It's not that simple, Bosman.

What?

Boela wanted to.

He went ahead, and now he's not answering his radio.

Can you see him?

No, but I can see her.

Boela, what the fuck are you doing?

I swear, if you mess this up...

She's started moving again, and I still can't see Boela.

Find their tracks. Now.

AJ, shoot her!

Do you hear me?

It's too far.

Get closer, you idiot!

Jay, did you hear?

Roger. We're on our way.

AJ!

AJ!

I hear you.

Go phone the police, Manie. Tell them to bring the chopper.

It won't be long before dark.

What are you going to do?

She's going to get thirsty in this heat.

I'm going to drive to all the watering holes.

That's all I can do.

And if the guys catch her, Jacques?

I guess it's not impossible.

But perhaps, if they make her angry,

if they can push her too far,

perhaps she remembers how to be enraged.

Perhaps she remembers everything.

The body doesn't forget.

It's all still there.

I hope you're right.

So do I.

Boela!

Boela!

No.

No, no!

Boela is dead.

What did you say?

I said Boela is dead. She killed him with a knife.

You idiot! Why did you let him go alone?

She took his gun.

Boela's gun!

Did you hear what I said?

Oh, and another thing...

I was right.

She isn't lost.

She's been moving in one direction this whole time.

She isn't who we think she is, Bosman!

He's a moron.

Please tell me you see Boela's radio close by,

and that's why you're blaring on about everything.

Shit!

Your name is Bosman, right?

I have a gun and a radio.

In four hours, I'm going to phone the police.

You're only about two hours from your cars.

That gives you a two-hour head start.

You might want to use it.

I'm going to kill you slowly, bitch.

You have to catch me first, bitch.

AJ, fire a shot, so I can hear where you are.

And stay off the radio!

That way.

There he is.

He got his just deserts.

Idiot.

Find their tracks.

Here.

Wait.

Come on.

Now I have to kill you!

It's all your fault.

Your fault!

It's all your fault!

No, no!

Tell me you've got her.

AJ!

AJ, talk to me!

Two down, bitch.

Four to go.

I'm going to really hurt her.

What's wrong with you, Piet?

I don't feel well. I think it's the water.

You better not hold us back. Come! Come on!

Bosman.

There.

There she is.

Did you get her?

We'll see.

Look!

She's trapped. I'll cover you.

If she moves, I'll kill her.

She has two guns.

And we've got five.

Jesus, Piet, you're a useless fucker.

It's the water.

I feel it too.

Move, so we can finish this mess.

Go!

Shit.

Because she shoots like a fucking girl!

Come on.

Piet.

Piet!

Piet, if you don't get your shit together right now,

I'm leaving you here, do you hear me?

Jay.

Jay?

Jay!

I don't want to hurt anyone.

I'm the one that didn't want to shoot you, remember?

Are you there?

I never meant to...

I was just the driver.

If you're there, just say so.

I'll let you go.

- Please, please! - Keep quiet.

I don't hurt people. I'm a pacifist.

Please, please, don't kill me.

I'll... I'll run.

I'll just run away. I promise.

I promise. My word of honor.

Look there.

My gun's lying over there. I can't do anything.

If you stop running, I'll shoot you.

I promise.

You don't even look at that gun, do you understand?

Yes, yes.

Go! Beat it!

She's here! She's here!

She's killed Jay!

She's out here in the shed!

Piet, Piet, what's going on?

Baz.

Baz!

Jay! Piet!

Do you have her?

Fuck, man!

Get back!

Fuck!

Now, you just lie there nice and still.

Too scared to fight a girl, hey?

I'll show you how a girl should really be treated

in the kitchen.

My favorite kind of kitchen work.

Ironing.

Only one to go, bitch.

They were replaceable.

Now there's more for me.

If you manage to stay alive.

Make my day, doll.

♪♪

The target, you have to hate that target.

You have to want to kill it. In here.

I finally learned how to shoot today.

It's about time.

"I understand now."

"What?"

"How your world works."

"Okay...?"

"I'm sorry."

"You are so totally forgiven."

"Love you."

♪♪