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He’s wounded!

We take it slow.

Do it properly.

He’s losing a lot of blood.

He can be armed.

He would’ve used it by now.

Wolf, circle around.

If you have to shoot--

Just hurt him.

He knows this place better than any of us.

Be careful.

First your son and now you?

Is your family cursed?

I'm sorry.

Do I need stitches?

No.

You’re lucky it rained last night.

If the wood wasn’t wet...

we wouldn’t be having this conversation.

I’d like to keep you for the day.

Just get it done. I have work to do.

Is it true what they’re saying?

The nurses.

Spook Steenkamp?

The doctor, who was working on him,

had to have two officers restraining him.

Two.

That family... I knew it was him.

You keep it to yourself. You hear me?

Kallie!

What are you doing all they way down here?

Sorry, Sir. I--

Hey. You don’t have to apologise.

Your mom would kill me if I lost you.

Sorry.

Who’s buried here?

I don’t know.

It’s very old. Probably some Voortrekkers.

Really?

I suspect so.

We don’t know much about it.

I didn’t grow up here.

Sybrand and I are also just incomers like you.

It was my mother.

This was her land.

Speedo?

Yes.

Can I ask you something?

Your dad...

What’s going on between him and your mom?

It’s...

I can’t--

- I don’t know how-- - Okay, okay.

Sorry, I--

We can’t go home.

Listen...

there's nothing lamb chops can't fix.

Or what do you say?

Yes, Sir.

All right.

Yes?

Hello?

My dad wants to fetch me.

Tobias?

I can’t go home yet.

Did he call you?

You have to come and get me.

I--

Kallie!

Kallie!

Hey.

- Where’s Kallie? - Outside. What the fuck?

It's...

It's nothing. I'm fine.

Fanie?

Did he get away? He fucking got away, didn’t he?

We have him.

We fucking have him.

You were right.

Too late.

He broke her cheekbones, Sybrand.

He just fucking kept hitting her.

Is Kallie okay?

He hasn't said a word. What happened? Where’s Jaco?

I--

Just promise me...

you’ll look after Kallie?

No matter what happens.

You and Braam.

- Fanie, what-- - Just promise me.

I promise.

I’ll shower.

Are you okay?

It’s fine.

I’m sorry. I have to... get back to the station.

- Oom Braam’s going to braai for you. - Oh, yes.

Fanie, I don’t think you should question him.

Let that other guy do it.

It’s my case. It’s my suspect.

- You’re too upset to-- - Upset?

Of course I’m fucking upset. What are you fucking talking about?

We’ll look after him.

There you go.

Don’t come to the station.

The media’s everywhere. I’ll call you.

Hey.

Nearly there...

They got him.

Who?

Spook fucking Steenkamp.

I saw that little girl yesterday.

Yesterday.

I--

Hey. Where are you going?

I need to think.

How’s that braaibroodjies coming along?

Great, Sir.

It has now been more than a week since the bodies

of six children were discovered in Donkerbos.

And two days ago another child was taken, straight from his bedroom

while his parents were home.

Saw and heard nothing.

And only yesterday...

a six-year-old girl was brutally murdered in her room.

There are rumours that the police have a suspect in custody.

Here. In this building behind me.

Captain Baleka refuses to comment.

But that won’t help anyone sleep.

The Devil has come to Donkerbos...

... and the same question is on everyone’s lips.

Who is next?

Cut!

Yes. Got it.

I didn’t think--

I--

I never thought--

I--

I don’t know what to say.

Detective?

I’m fine.

Pattie Steenkamp.

Where were you yesterday?

I...

I wasn’t home.

No. You were at a television interview.

Am I right?

Kolskoot met Mariaan.

I hope it was worth it.

Everything you dreamed it would be?

You knew...

about him.

You fucking knew and you left your child with him.

He was different.

That was a long time ago and my brother--

You can’t-- You can’t accuse me--

Look.

Detective Van Wyk!

Has the girl been examined?

Dr Schlezinger is with her now.

DNA is going to take forever.

His house.

His niece.

His record.

He ran. Even after he was shot.

And he assaulted a police officer.

He needs to confess.

Captain. Jaco--

Mr Van Wyk is here.

I’m sorry, Fanie.

I’ll take it from here.

You said you have no recollection of his absence?

The guys, they always sign the logbook.

If you don’t sign, you don’t get paid.

But... it’s tricky.

Tricky?

The farm is huge. There’s over a hundred tunnels.

So no, I can’t say who was or wasn’t on-site six months ago.

And this past week?

Mr Van Wyk?

Mr Steenkamp has you listed as his primary contact.

And not his sister.

They only... She only moved in recently.

From where?

I don’t know. Brits?

That guy doesn’t have many friends.

And when we apprehended him...

why did he run straight to Debengeni Blooms?

Was he meeting you there?

And were you aware of his past convictions?

I know him. Guys like him.

Got up to a lot of shit in high school.

Mr Steenkamp was a registered sex offender.

Did you know that?

I--

I don’t--

I didn’t.

If we go through the other guys at the flower farm -

history, records, past convictions...

what will we find?

Look, what is this about?

I’m not from here. I don’t know these fucking people.

And if we look into your past, Mr Van Wyk?

Listen, am I the suspect here?

Jesus, no.

Did you know this girl?

This is fucked up.

- Mr Van Wyk, please sit down! - Why are you showing me this shit?

- Mr Van Wyk! - This is totally fucked.

- Calm down. - Who does something like this?

This is fucked up.

- Just calm down, Mr Van Wyk. - What the fuck is this?

Why the fuck are you showing me this shit?

Just sit down, Mr Van Wyk.

Please, calm down.

Tsedza.

Thank you, Mr Van Wyk.

I had nothing to do with this girl.

I know.

Why won't you answer your phone?

Where’s Kallie?

Where did you sleep last night?

At Braam's.

And Sybrand's.

- Is Kallie-- - I’ll see you at home, Jaco.

Fanie!

You don’t have to talk to me, but you can’t stay in your room all day.

Son!

Won't you come along?

We have to support Reverend Roodt as a family.

The community won’t accept him if all of us aren't there.

It’s our duty, son.

Well... tell Sara if you need anything.

Bye.

See you later, Sara.

Sara?

Child?

Are you hungry yet?

- Always, Sir. - There you go.

Where’s Oom Sybrand?

I don’t know.

I don’t think we should wait for them.

Feels a little strange, sitting in the back.

I don’t want to stay long. I’m worried about Francois.

Don’t worry. It's just hormones.

The Lord will bless you and keep you.

The Lord will make His face shine upon you,

and be gracious to you.

The Lord lift up His countenance upon you,

and give you peace.

So shall they put My name...

upon the children of Israel,

and I...

will bless them.

Amen.

Thank you.

So...

shall they put my name...

upon the children of Israel,

and I...

will bless them.

Friends.

We’re going through dark times.

The darkest.

Tonight we paint the blood of the Lamb above our doors.

Six lives...

were taken from our midst.

Six little angels of God, the Father,

were stolen from their beds.

To serve another.

And I know what I’m talking about.

I know the signs.

Better than most.

I know, people.

Because I’ve been there.

Before the Lord saved me...

I was one of Satan’s children.

And it is Satan...

who stole the children of Donkerbos!

Amen!

We can’t leave in the middle--

I’m not listening to this shit any longer.

I’m going to my child.

- Tell Edna to bring you home. - Marietjie--

We trust in Your great plan.

Six lives brought this congregation together--

Healed them.

Lord, our prayer is to be guided...

to a place full of light.

Sebastian Helgaard Steenkamp.

Look at me.

Thank you.

Let's begin.

All right, Mr Steenkamp.

Apart from your niece...

how do you know the other six?

Look.

We know, Spook.

We know you were there.

We know you did it.

I--

I didn’t.

You held out long.

I’m quite impressed.

First conviction at sixteen.

An 11-year-old girl at a swimming pool in Alberton.

Am I right?

At sixteen?

That’s early.

In and out of reform school for many years.

’98, ’99. Drugs.

Then your parents died.

And you returned to Donkerbos.

This is Detective Tshivenga.

We’ve met.

And then you were...

dead silent.

Well-behaved.

Until now.

Or have you just...

learned to hide your true self?

The thing is, Spook...

the people behind that glass,

they all believe you’re guilty.

Convinced.

All seven children.

Maybe more.

I found these things in the garden.

Every week another fucking stone.

This is going to take a while.

He doesn’t realise just how fucked he is.

Your sister, Pattie, is right outside, Spook.

I thought it would be a good idea if you talked.

If you could explain to her...

what happened to her little girl.

Tsedza, go get Ms Steenkamp, please.

Wait.

Wait.

Did you have to beat her like that, Spook?

She wouldn’t lie still.

All right, then.

Let’s start from the beginning.

It’s not him.

The new girl, yes. But...

the others--

Explain.

Sleeping pills.

The other children were killed...

carefully. Almost...

lovingly.

He didn’t want to hurt them.

Do you expect me to believe that?

It’s not the same person.

Something doesn’t fit, Captain.

What’s that?

Mr Van Wyk’s record.

Why don’t I know about this?

It’s clean.

Too clean.

Come on.

There’s nothing.

No priors, not even a parking ticket.

So either your husband is a ghost...

or he’s trying very hard to hide something.

Fanie!

Jaco.

Hi.

What are you doing?

I’m making dinner.

You’re making dinner?

Yes.

Would you like some wine?

I thought we could have some wine.

Where is it?

Your ring...

Where is it?

You took off your ring.

I--

I just wanted to--

What did Kallie tell you?

He fell very hard, Fanie.

Fanie.

Where’s your phone, Fanie?

- In the bakkie. - We have to go now.

- We’ve found another one. - What?

- Another body. - What do you mean?

Anonymous tip-off. It’s in the same place.

What do you mean in the same place?

Tsedza.

- We can’t just leave him. He’s-- - I’ll ask Bongani to watch the house.

Okay.

Basjan.

Spook was also a boy once.

Albasini Primary School.

Your mom worked in the tuck shop.

What are you talking about?

I remember it.

Because she stole and my dad was the policeman who caught her.

And then you moved away.

Second Grade? Third?

Wimpie?

It’s Wolf.

Sergeant.

Trained to fuck up people like you.

Shame on you.

Your niece is still under your fingernails.

That's... Simon Kloppers.

Lass sie schlafen.

What?

Let them sleep.

And now?

Fuck.

Wolfie!

Wolfie!

Wolfie!

Looks like Hell has come to get me!

You?

What are you doing here?