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(goats bleating)

(Max sighing heavily/whistling)

There you go.

Alright. Step right up.

I've got a nice surprise for all of you.

(traditional African music)

- (music stopping) - (Themba panting)

- (goats bleating) - (birds chirping)

Max.

(ominous music)

(Sienna) This guy.

Do you remember him? Did he take you?

I don't know.

- Just look closely. - I am.

I am looking closely.

I don't know.

(knocking on door)

Shit. Um...

It's Mom's day visit today. Uh...

I've got to go to the nursery, um... I'll call Dora.

- (Yola) I'll be fine. - (Sienna) No, I'll call her anyway.

- (foosteps departing) - (door opening)

(door closing)

(dramatic music)

Oh, my God!

Who found him?

(Abel) The shepherd, early this morning.

He thought it was a dead animal.

Who did this?

Uh, that chap says he saw something entering the water.

- What did he see? - I'm not sure.

He was drunk, he wasn't making any sense.

Come here. Come here. Call Anton. Let him have a look.

- Where are you going? - To look around.

You must be careful, hey.

- (Sienna) Hi, Mom. - Hey.

- I'll fetch her later. - I can ask Dora to drop her off.

Great. Thanks.

I heard Yola is back.

Ja.

- She is. - How is she doing?

- Yeah, okay. - Mm.

Does she remember anything?

Mm-mh. No, no. She doesn't.

I'm sorry.

I'm-- I'm gonna get her settled. Okay?

I'll see you later.

Mom, I'm sorry, I've got to go to the nursery, okay?

Okay, I'm going to call Dora.

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(goats bleating)

- (dramatic music) - (Themba grunting)

(dramatic music)

(suspense music)

(traditional African music)

(music stopping)

(dramatic music)

(car brakes squealing)

- (handbrake engaging) - (car engine switching off)

- (Sienna) Do you want a lift to town? - Yes, please.

(car door closing)

Ah!

- Spearmint. - Ja. I'm taking it to the nursery.

- It's a great antioxidant. - Yeah.

- (dramatic music) - (Qaqamba gasping)

What's wrong? You okay?

Mmh.

- Have you taken a test? - What test?

(Qaqamba) Pregnancy test.

What?

- (Sienna retching) - Ooh!

(Sienna) Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. - Okay.

Here.

I can't be pregnant.

(egg shell cracking)

(sinister music)

(Dora) Oh.

This looks cosy.

(Yola) Would you like some?

Ah, no thanks.

(oil sizzling)

- (gas flame hissing) - (ominous music)

(music stopping)

(flies buzzing)

(Abel) What do you think did this? A crocodile?

It could be. Or a huge likkewaan.

Nile monitor.

Those ones, they attack people?

It's very unusual but maybe in self-defence.

Yeah... this does not look like self-defence.

(car engine switching off)

(mysterious music)

(dramatic music)

(objects clattering)

(Themba) Hey.

- I saw what you did. - Wait a minute, you were in my house?

- Where are the others? - (Max) You broke into my house?

What did you do with the others, Max?

Ask my goats.

(both grunting)

(Themba grunting)

(Max coughing)

(Max screaming/whimpering)

(Max) Please don't! Please don't!

Hey! Let him go.

Let him go or you will breathe through your fucking neck.

Come.

- I need the skull. - No. No, no, no, no.

Rudy!

Rudy.

You kept a trophy?

- I-- - I told you to get rid of them...

I told you to get rid of all of them now.

I can't see. I'm blind.

(Rudy) No, you're not blind, you are fucken stupid.

It was just one skull, I swear.

Dad was right, you really are the runt of the litter.

No. No, no, no.

I'll fix it, Rudy. I swear I'll fucking kill him.

(Rudy) Yeah, yeah. I've heard it all before.

- Please don't leave me. - Go rinse your eyes, asshole.

(Sienna) Do you girls want a lift?

- (Girls) Yes, please. - Jump in.

(girls speaking Xhosa)

Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?

(scoffing)

You can ask me anything you want.

The scar on your chest?

What happened?

A dream.

(Sienna) A dream?

I dreamt I saw my father die on the kitchen floor.

I was five.

A week later my father did die on that kitchen floor.

My aunt poured boiling water...

all over me.

My grandmother sent me away after that.

Jesus.

Sorry.

(girls speaking Xhosa)

- (vehicle engine switching off) - (tense music)

(objects clattering)

I'll show you the runt of the litter.

And they spoke to me.

The spirit of the people in the bones.

Um...

Through the animals.

No, man. Don't be silly. Max. He admitted it.

Human bones.

Okay...

Ay.

(tense music)

(sucking teeth) Eish. (scoffing)

(vehicle engine starting)

It's got to be somewhere.

Keep still motherfucker.

(suspense music)

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

Fuck!

(sinister music)

(Dora in muffled voice) Yola, where's Yvette?

(normal voice) Yola, where's Yvette?

Yvette?

(mysterious music)

Case closed, you prick.

(sniffing)

(indistinct chatter)

(vehicle engine switching off)

Okay.

I'm going.

- Can you wait here for me? - Sure.

Thanks for the lift. Bye.

(Sienna) Hello?

Hello?

(Annie) Sienna?

How's the thrush?

Uh, much better. Much better, thanks.

Ah. How can I help you today?

Um...

Chewing gum.

- (Girl #1) Allegra! - (Girl #2) Allegra!

(indistinct shouting)

- (music stopping) - (Allegra panting)

What is going on? Get out of here.

- But... - Get out of here.

- I will call aunty Dora. - Witch!

Leave her alone.

Come.

- What happened? - (breathing heavily)

(Sienna) It's okay.

(slow-paced music)

(suspense music)

(Dora) Yvette?

What are you doing?

You don't want to be remembering what you did.

Do you now?

(projector whirring/stopping)

I don't think it's a good idea considering her history.

(projector whirring)

(dramatic choral music)

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(Yvette sobbing)

You know these day trips are a privilege.

One that can easily be revoked.

You do know that, don't you?

- Hey, Charlton. - (Charlton) Hey.

Can I ask you some questions?

- Sure. - You're a friend of Themba's, right?

Yeah, you could say that.

Do you recognise this jacket?

I... I think so.

Is it Themba's?

(Charlton) It looks like it.

Well, is that a yes or a no?

Yes. Why are you asking?

We got a tip-off about a hut up at black rock river.

Do you know anything about it?

It's a hut filled with dagga.

A hut filled with dagga?

(Dirk) Yeah. Way more for just personal use.

(Charlton) Um, why are you asking me this?

Just answer the question.

No, no, (clearing throat) not until you tell me what this is about.

We think that's where Yola was held.

- What? Like, as in kidnapped? - Mm-hm.

Wh-- What made you think she was kept there?

Found some of her clothing.

(Charlton) And you think Themba kidnapped her

- and kept her at that hut? - Well, that's what it looks like.

(Charlton) No, he would... he would never do that.

But as far as you know, this is his jacket?

- Yes. - But you don't know how it got there?

No.

Okay.

I know it’s your hut.

- No, it's... um... It's not... - (Rudy chuckling)

Come on, you were supplying Jacob with weed for years.

I also know that your sister is in need of a new treatment.

Um, I was gonna talk to you about that. Um...

Well, I've got a proposition for you.

Let's call it a win-win proposition.

(Clara grunting)

Leave me alone.

Don't wanna come down.

- Themba, what the fuck are you doing? - Listen to me.

Just listen to me! Listen to me! (breathing deeply)

- What? - Someone is trying to kill me, man.

Okay. I panicked and I ran.

- They want you for kidnapping. - Kidnapping? Kidnapping who?

- Yola. They think you took Yola. - What?

- I know. - That's crazy. Why would I do that?

Because they... but they found your jacket.

Look man, they're trying to set me up.

- I told them that you didn't do it. - (Abel) Themba!

- Fuck! - Just go. Go.

Abel...

(dramatic music)

(Abel) Themba!

(Greta) Eyes spot on the wall and everyone curtsy to your left.

To your right.

Right and smile at your new husband.

- Excuse me. - So sorry.

I'm sorry, officer, we're in the middle of a dance lesson.

- Looking for someone. - (Greta) You can't just--

- Excuse me, you can’t just go... - I'm doing my job, man.

- Oh, sorry. - (Woman) Get out!

- We're getting changed. Get out! - (Abel) I didn't know. Eish.

(projector whirring)

(dramatic music)

(indistinct drain gurgling)

Themba's cousin.

What happened to her?

She drowned?

- When? - Three years ago.

Wow.

That doesn't make sense.

Hey. Can I get you guys anything?

(Sienna) Uh... yeah, maybe something sweet for you.

Um... Vodka.

Uh...

The... the pharmacist. It's, uh, it's complicated.

- (Charlton) Here you go. - Thanks.

(chickens clucking)

(Lindiwe) Themba.

- Th... uh! - (door opening)

(door closing)

(dramatic music)

(vehicle door closing)

What?

(Clara whimpering)

Welcome to your new home.

(Clara screaming)

(Zizi) Don’t waste your energy.

(music stopping)

I thought you were dead.

So, why are you here?

Because this doctor is supposed to be a specialist at curing my condition.

(exhaling) What condition?

I'm not sure if being raped by your uncle is an actual condition.

(breathing deeply)

(upbeat rock music over speakers)

(pool table balls clattering)

You were right.

It's okay.

Yeah.

(Rudy) Hey. I was looking for you.

I just want to explain what happened yesterday.

- No. - (Rudy) Sienna...

Sienna, please, give me a chance. I can explain...

(melancholic music)

(Themba grunting)

(Themba panting)

(cellphone trilling)

(Yola over voicemail) Ola comos esta? This is Yola.

I can't speak right now but phone me back later or don't.

(indistinct whispering)

(dramatic music)

(suspense music)

(traditional Africa music)

(muffled screaming)

(panting)

(mysterious music)

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