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Jaco?
Jaco?
Jaco?
Where were you?
At the bar.
Since when?
Mom?
Go to bed, please?
- Morning. - Morning.
Thanks.
Do you want me to throw it out?
Listen... can I borrow your car?
And your gun?
And youre ready to start again?
Keys?
People know my bakkie.
What does Fanie think about this?
She already has a new partner. A Venda dude.
Okay.
Thank you.
Dont lean on the clutch.
Fuck off.
- Morning! - Morning.
You're not coming in?
No thanks. If I come in I'll never leave.
- Want some rusks? Freshly baked. - No, Im fine.
- Ill go get some-- - No. Really.
I dont know whats wrong with your mouth.
Kallie loves my rusks.
Eats it while its still wet.
Yes, Tannie.
Its a shame, Fanie. Youre a Van Wyk.
Excuse me?
You dont know how to bake.
Afrikaners dont have much, but we have milk tart.
Go see where Francois is.
Bye.
- See you later. - Bye.
- Love you. - Love you.
I dont know how you do it.
If I had to see half the things you see every day...
Youd tell me...
Right? If you...
hear something about Jaco in town?
Even if you think itll hurt me.
I dont know either.
God gave you that gut. Trust it.
Well, if you hear something about him...
Dont lie to me. Do you hear me?
And Sybrand?
Thanks for the coffee.
Francois, youre going to be late!
How many fucking times do I have to tell you its all lies?
They are lying.
I don't. Theyre just furious about--
Who called you? Was it that fucking Bricks?
Or that other girl down the road?
Whatsherface, Pamela? Did she call you?
Mrs Kloppers.
This is the third complaint in the past four months.
And there are the reports from the school.
Is this about the bruises again?
I told that fucking whatshisface, Mr Pieterse...
Did he lay the charge?
I told him to stop interfering and rather worry about the boy's marks.
Simon?
Please look at me.
Thank you.
Can I ask you to please come here?
Can you remove your jacket for me?
Can I ask you to do something for me?
Can you please lift up your shirt--
No, wait a minute. Thats not right!
Would you prefer that we continue this down at the station?
It would really help me if youd do it by yourself.
And youre saying that he did this to himself?
Hes always running and jumping. Playing with the other boys.
Simon...
Did you fall off your bike?
And the other bruises?
- The cut in your arm? - Hes always playing with the other kids.
Always running off into the forest. Right, Simon?
Yes, Tannie. We climb trees.
Have a cookie.
Roxy!
Tsedza!
Oi!
They were all placed like this?
Its ritualistic.
But with no iconography or traditional markers I know.
Is he showing off?
These children were hidden.
Deep in the forest.
Buried behind a locked gate.
Preserved.
But why all the effort?
Just to bury them under half a meter of soil?
Theyve been entombed.
Like little pharaohs.
- What about the results? - Its--
I dont know what to make of them, Fanie.
Try.
Well, okay, so...
The blood work came back.
Before they were embalmed--
Typically, youd use a scalpel to make a small incision near the right collarbone.
From there, youd search for the common carotid artery
and the internal jugular vein.
A drain tube, or angled forceps,
is then also put into the vein to facilitate the draining of the blood.
And that wasn't done?
- Its badly done. - How bad?
The arteries are still half filled with blood.
Also, the organs are untouched,
which is where most of the decomposition took place.
- Okay, so hes not a professional? - Definitely not.
How did he kill them?
Fatality occurred due to cardiogenic shock and respiratory arrest.
- Heart-attacks? - But theyre children?
Every one of the victims received around twelve thousand milligrams
of sodium pentobarbital via arterial injection.
Its a barbiturate used in some public executions,
mostly in America, but more commonly--
To euthanise animals.
And we found trace evidence of Diphenhydramine.
Sleeping pills?
Sleep forever under the tree.
The same thing over and over again.
Not all of them.
Das Kind des Kindes ist ein Kind der Sรผnde?
The child of the child is a child of sin.
She was pregnant?
12 weeks.
Jesus.
Why are we talking to the reverend?
Because he smells like secrets.
Good morning. Come inside.
So first Witbank... then Delmas.
Then Springs for three years.
And now Donkerbos.
Thats quite a lot of congregations?
I want to be able to spread the Word of God like seeds.
Not plant and grow trees all in one place.
Now its our turn?
When you put it like that.
And you live by yourself?
In the consistory?
I live by myself.
Dominee Coetzer says you prefer being on your own.
You dont really mingle with the congregation.
Do you have something against tea?
Hello.
Fanie.
- Well talk again. - Thank you.
Anytime.
Spook.
Hes in his office.
Im not here for Jaco.
Youre not a detective. What do you want?
Didnt you work for old Oom Mahlberg way back?
Odd jobs. Cutting grass. Didn't you?
- When was the last time you were there? - Man...
Who pissed in your panty?
Listen... we can do this here, or we can go to the station.
I know you dont have a warrant.
Or that other bitch wouldve come spoken to me.
Not the fucking road patrol.
My son-in-law was not a good man.
Esthers father.
My daughter reported him many times.
But the police only show up for death.
Why did you stop looking for her?
The case...
there were no leads.
Until...
After Esther disappeared, they moved to Johannesburg.
I have not spoken to my daughter since.
Can I go take a look?
IDd another one?
Palesa Mudau.
Reported missing on August 13th, 2019.
Shes a local. Mavhunyani.
She was pregnant.
- I spoke to Spook Steenkamp. - Bongani.
- Detective? - Whats the vet called again?
The old place past the auction kraal?
- Dr... Oldrieve? I think. - Yes, yes.
Tell him to come to the station. We need to ask him some questions.
And if he refuses?
Ask Sybrand to go.
- Oh. What did Spook say? - Spook?
He...
I...
Later.
Detective.
My records. I do them by hand and I do them properly.
Thank you.
Its my book of death.
Every injection for 30 years.
- Do you mind if I make a few copies? - No.
The storeroom, where you keep the--
- Yes? - Yeah...
Is there anyone other than you who have access?
No.
And we have cameras everywhere.
Your brother was here yesterday with an old service animal.
That poor dog was kept alive well past its expiry date.
Thanks. Well keep in touch.
Thank you.
You dont have to thank me.
I needed that.
Do you have smokes?
Yes. In my bakkie.
Thank you.
This cant happen again.
Thats what you said the last time.
You were pretty rough today.
I dont know this town anymore.
Talk to me.
Off the record.
Yes...
Until it isnt anymore.
- Another round? - No, I have to piss.
Hey, cowboy.
I have to go.
Is there anything as dependable as our capacity for horror?
Ill do the talking, okay?
Sorry.
Hello.
Hi. How are you?
Do I still have a wife?
I'm... sorry about earlier.
I cant talk right now.
Hows your new partner?
Invite him over for dinner.
I will.
Im serious.
See you when I see you.
- Good luck. - Bye.
We go in and we sit down.
Were going to tell them their daughter is dead.
Okay?
Yes.
Reverend Mudau... Two reverends in one day?
Good morning, Maam.
Morning, Brother.
Maam.
Thank you for the tea.
Mr Mudau.
Youre the pastor of the local church, yes?
I never forget a face.
You must be mistaken.
Thank you for taking the time to see us.
You are from Giyani.
My first church was in Giyani.
Next to the river.
Lots of boys were always gathering there by the water.
The things they did in the dark...
Mr Mudau, we are here to talk to you about Palesa.
This is a house of God, young man.
And we are here to talk about your daughter, Palesa.
We have news regarding--
Did she have a boyfriend?
Before she went missing?
Reverend...
Reverend, can we talk?
Not a boyfriend.
God asks many things of a man.
If you found her...
dont ever bring her back here.
Please.
Bongani.
So, the German on the bodies...
its nothing weird or special.
Ive been cross-referencing every German sentence
- between here and Dรผsseldroff-- - And?
Are you gonna get me a pay raise?
- Are you gonna make me strangle you? - Okay, okay.
So... its a book.
A fairytale.
Der Mutterbaum.
The Mother Tree. A very old and strange book.
It's been out of print since the โ40s,
even before the Second World War.
The Mother Tree.
- Where can I find-- - Two copies on record.
One close to you and one far...
Great job.
Hey there.
Is anyone home?
Hey, Zellie! Get away from there!
Who are you?
Afternoon.
Does...
Spook... Is he still here?
At work.
And you are?
Pattie.
The sister.
And the girl?
Mine.
Spook's on the straight and narrow.
You know what he is.
And whats that?
Yes.
Bye.
Zellie, come eat your sandwich!
Is there another library in this town?
Youre in Limpopo, Detective.
You said the second copy is in Gauteng?
Fuck this.
What?
Ive never seen anything like this.
This is fucking unprofessional.
- Im sorry. - Youre sorry?
Those vultures are always out there,
waiting for us to drop the ball.
Fuck it, Wolf. Cant you keep it in your pants?
You shut up about me.
Why did you even have the file in your fucking car?
Youre canvassing suspects.
Not victims!
I did.
She...
looked at me.
People dont look at me, Fanie.
Whats going on here?
Talk, Wolf.
Tell your captain whos responsible for this fuckup.
My office.
Now.
Im sorry, Fanie.
You're buying.
In your dreams, honey.
Hello!
Hey! Get away from there!
Where does your mom hide her cigarettes?
You know she doesnt smoke.
Do you ever lie to your mom?
Why are you asking?
Shes a human lie detector.
So?
So the day I want to die, Ill lie to her.
Whats going on with you?
Yes, yes. Hows it going?
Hello, Oom.
Your mom not home yet?
Francois.
Are you guys hungry?
How does a steak sound?
That sounds like a plan.
- Are you staying over? - Is it okay?
Yes, of course.
Im going to shower. You guys get a fire going.
Cool. We'll do that.
Theyre fighting again.
Why?
I think my dads having an affair.
- Hello. - Have you eaten yet?
No, not yet. The coals are only ready now.
Hey, I didnt make the fire.
What are you drinking?
Coke?
Just one. Do you hear me?
Yes.
Should I put your food in the fridge?
Im just having a drink after work. Ill see you soon.
- Okay, bye. - Cheers.
- Love you. - Bye.
Who said I wanted a whiskey?
I needed one.
Cheers.
You dont look like a detective.
What do you mean?
A person who hunts people.
What do I look like then?
An animal in a trap.
Why do they call you The Leopard?
Musangwe.
Whats that?
When I was a boy in Giyani.
All Venda boys have to take part.
No gloves, no mercy.
No stopping until someone falls.
So what? You just...
beat each other?
I was smaller, you know?
The smallest. A...
leopard among lions.
The leopard survives by staying hidden.
Out of sight.
And when he is forced to punch,
Didinngwe punches first.
Hey.
Hows it?
Sorry, am I interrupting, or--
- Are you still on the job? - No.
Tsedza Tshivenga.
Detective.
So, youre my new brother?
- Is Sybrand here? - Im not his boss.
Another one?
No, thanks. Im fine.
Drinking alone these days?
- See you. - Bye.
At fucking last.
Thats Sybrands brother.
- Tell me about him. - Braam?
Oh, well... hes--
Sybrand.
What about Sybrand?
That place he booked himself into...
You said he was there for five months?
Six.
Was he there the whole time?
He came home every now and then.
Tell me about... Wim Botha.
You have a knack for losing your partners, huh?
Sybrand was suspended, not--
He assaulted a suspect.
Im sorry.
- I didnt mean-- - Yes, you did.
And Wim...
I dont wanna fucking talk about Wim.
Or the kid who shot him.
Who the fuck are you?
Youre playing with fire. Do you hear me?
Thanks for the whiskey.
Fanie...
Get some fucking sleep.
Tonight, we are here at the Duvha Lodge in Donkerbos, Limpopo,
- where the community has gathered... - Check, check! Mommys on TV!
to remember the victims.
There are no answers, only tears.
With me is Mrs Pattie Steenkamp.
Mother of Abrie.
Mrs Steenkamp, why tonight?
Why this photo?
This is my Abrie.
Hes been missing for about a year now.
Are you holding on to hope?
Theyll probably still find him.
You only want some shine.
Where are you going?
Out.
- Hey. - Hey.
You know we both have houses, right?
Whats wrong?
So I found something...
- Where? - Esther Madekwana.
Theres no prints. I dusted, but...
I...
needed to...
see you.
Okay.
Im so fucking glad youre back.
Our Heavenly Father...
I lay this burden at your feet.
Give me the strength...
to forgive them.
For they do not know what they do.
How many of them still have to suffer?
Stay out of my fucking way!
Did you forget to buy electricity?
Its the entire town.
Francois!
Dad?
Kallie?
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