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-Previously on Agent... -Can I ask you a question?

Is it true what they're saying about Mauritius?

Did the fight actually happen? Are you guys still working together?

Two seconds, man.

And what about this director?

Well, uh, I think he's playing mind games with Mila.

I warned the both of you before you decided to take this gig.

You're meant to be her agent,

and here she is, telling you what she thinks, face-to-face.

-She reads people for a living. -And so what?

So she doesn't roll up in a yellow Hummer to investigate crime like Horatio Caine.

Which means she's always on, always reading people, yeah?

Actually, she tried ending it with me.

So, what's it gonna take for the kid to play tonight?

Uh-uh. Don't speak to me. Speak to Santiago.

We both know you pick the team sheet.

Your nose, you fucking idiot.

That's why you're still my guy.

I am a servant of the ancestors and this club.

So, uh... we have a deal?

Well, if you must know,

I was always going to start with Vuyo tonight.

Vuyo was selected tonight.

Thank God.

When I score, they love me!

Forty thousand people love me!

That's all that matters, Blaze.

Are you ready to tell me the truth about Lesego

and whatever it is that you're protecting him from?

I shared parts of myself with you I thought I'd buried.

Always stay focused.

Pack a bag, bruv. We going to Cape Town.

Football expo.

Hmm.

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Football expo?

Chris, don't waste my time with that, come on.

Are you kidding me, bruv?

Everyone who is anyone worth their salt will be there.

Agents, club bosses, heads of state, mate, very powerful women,

and more importantly, people that are ready to invest

in the very lucrative business we call our own.

Yeah, and you had to come and tell me this at 4:45 in the morning?

Yeah. Got an hour to pack, shower, and make me some coffee.

We have an appointment with a Chinese Billionaire. Capital "B."

Look, I don't know, Chris. I got fires to put out.

Read: Lesego and Herve.

It's one day in the Mother City. What can they get up to in that time?

Let me see.

Lesego's pulling a Jabu Pule,

Herve's an Ivorian who thinks that he's a demigod.

Godi can handle that in her sleep.

In fact, she already has. I've briefed her, mate. She's on it.

You can sleep on the plane.

Your plane?

Bird's in Zanzibar on some other business. We catching a ride on a charter.

But, wait for it, guess who's gonna be at the event.

Bae Crystal.

Okay.

"Okay"? Okay's all I get?

Two-time Academy Award-winning actress. I think she's bigger than Charlize now.

So you are selling me this on Bae Crystal?

No, bruv.

I'm selling it to you on your future.

Do you really wanna spend the rest of your career

babysitting a narcissist, a benchwarmer, and a wannabe teenager?

Look, she might even be able to help out your mate Mila.

Right, the same Mila you wanted me to cut loose?

Yeah, same one. Maybe she's got something.

Mm-hmm.

But more importantly... opportunity knocks.

Success beckons. Your sports management empire awaits.

Aye-aye, Captain. I'm on it.

That's more like it.

One for the road?

Yeah, well, maybe something.

You know, a cap and a hoodie don't hide the fact that you're Lesego Moleko.

Dude, it's not something to be ashamed of.

Everyone in this country loves you.

Thank-- thank you for that.

I never figured you to be the shy type.

And now for a line for good measure.

A line of what?

Okay, we've got two lines here, so let's make the most of it.

What?

What?

You think I brought you to my house for two fucking lines?

Hey, I said it was leftovers.

This is... this is more like one line.

Whoa, what kind of lines do you chop?

Fuck.

-What the fuck! -What?

-Sorry.

What are you-- What are you doing here?

I see you're busy.

What the hell do you want?

To give you this...

and get the rest of my stuff.

You look like shit, by the way.

Fuck!

Come on, hurry up and get the fuck out.

Look at you, Les.

What a waste.

And look at you, Nina.

What a fucking slut!

Thank God I left when I did. You're such a fucking lost case.

Uh-uh, uh-uh.

I bought that.

This...

And this.

I bought this. Yeah.

It's my money.

Huh?

All of this... stuff, huh?

Your stuff, all of this,

this lost case bought your stuff, your things, Nina. Your...

And this... huh?

Your important fucking things, Nina.

No, no.

Say goodbye.

No, no, no, no. Remember, you did this to us.

You, you and your slutty, gold-digging ways.

Run, yeah, like you fucking always do! Go!

Fuck. Good riddance.

Fuck.

We have to teach him a lesson.

He's taking advantage.

He's the captain, Phumlani. Not just some benchwarmer.

Exactly my point.

He's supposed to be setting an example.

Phumlani, suspending Moleko will only bring us more headaches.

So what should we do, Dad?

Let him do as he pleases and we look like fools?

People are talking out there, Dad.

They say he's on drugs. Hmm?

Let me do it.

Let me take it, but he must be brought to book.

It will be bad for Blaze.

Fuck Blaze, Baba!

Baba, Lesego is messing up tremendously.

Right now, he is messing up his life

and on top of that, the club... and then?

And this Blaze of yours is failing to control Lesego. Hmm?

Let us fire him and then he can do as he pleases with his life.

I'm thinking let's be coolheaded this week.

Acting on emotion has never done any good.

But, Dad, why? Hmm?

Why is it that you must always protect Blaze?

Because he's trying. I have seen him, he works hard, this boy.

You know, in this business, Son, it's give and take.

He keeps investing in the wrong people. And then...

And there's this boy, what is his name, the new kid?

Herve, he's only played seven games.

We all know that these boys have big heads,

and they end up doing things they don't understand themselves.

You're going too easy on them, Dad.

That's why they taking advantage of you.

I'm saying let's not fight amongst ourselves.

What's all this?

Are you ever actually ever going to listen to me as my father?

Hmm? But why, Father?

Dad? Dad?

Dad?

Call the paramedics.

Thank you for meeting with us, Miss Williams.

My associate and I look forward to meeting Mr. Wang

and trust that you'll put forward our business strategy.

Well, I will translate to the best of my abilities,

but it's up to you and your associate to sell your idea, I'm afraid.

You know Mr. Wang intimately, correct?

Yes.

So, what could you tell us to help us along the way?

I'm not asking for the number to his safe, just a bone for us to chew on.

Well, be professional and show him that you're experienced.

Professional we can do. Experience?

Well, let me just say, between the two of us,

-we could write a book about this game.

But let's be honest here, Miss Williams.

We're going up against the likes of Dream Maker.

What are our chances against the biggest stable in the country?

Now, that's the white elephant we need to address.

Quite frank, your associate.

You'll have to forgive him. It's been a long night.

Well, that's not bad. Mr. Wang appreciates frankness.

Make sure you don't sell yourself as an amateur, Mr...

Magoba. It's Blaze Magoba.

If I can tell you something,

Mr. Wang does not tolerate amateurs pretending to be competitors.

Are you a-- a competitor, Mr. Magoba?

It's not our abilities or skills that concerns me.

It's the obvious fact that I represent the small independent

going up against the big bad.

So, as you can understand, the scales are uneven.

Well, if you had done your research,

you would have known that Mr. Wang always backs the underdog.

Why invest in a monopoly?

Mrs. Williams.

Are you ready for our 9:20 meeting?

Sure. Table 13, right?

-Table 13. -Yes.

-Gentlemen. -Miss Williams.

Miss Williams.

Thank you.

-Cheers. -Jean Pierre.

Hope you had a good 30 minutes.

And, uh, say hi to Lesego for me when you see him.

That is, of course, if you can find him.

-Jean Pierre? -Yes?

Mmm...

still incarcerated?

-Bye-bye.

Till tomorrow.

Miss Williams.

He's like a bad fucking rash, that J.P.

Fuck him. Ten mil, keep your eye on the prize.

And from the sound of things, we're in with a good chance.

Can you believe that prick?

It's "Miss" Williams, calls her "Mrs."

That's why he's not fucking getting anywhere.

See you're on at the amphitheater in half an hour.

Well, I am chairing a masterclass in football agenting.

And what would you know about football?

Nothing, but for a million rand a day, I'll busk.

Seriously?

Everything changes after you win an Oscar. Ask Anne Hathaway.

-Yeah, let me give her a call. -I'll give you her number.

-You're serious? -Well, I have it.

No, no, I mean, you're-- you're doing the, um, Mino Raiola--

It's all off the teleprompter. It's easy as you like. Cha-ching!

Wow.

I'll, uh, get you front row seats if you're nice.

Yeah?

Aren't you the useful one.

Come by later, I'll put you on, yeah?

Lucky bastard. Just like that?

Mate, this is the one time you've truly thrown me, bruv.

Why, because you didn't think I had a life outside of you?

No, because it's Bae Crystal.

I mean, how good was she in Last Sicilian opposite Leo?

Haven't seen it, but I heard good reviews.

Really, mate? Are you taking the piss?

Look, relax. She's getting us tickets later.

To?

Eye on the prize. Ten million, right?

Yeah.

You look like a man who enjoys the finer things in life.

Care for a Cuban?

It's rolled on the thighs of virgins.

-No. -Your loss.

Thank you.

Now, that's a good suit.

-Sli. -Archie?

My boy?

No hug for your father after such a long time?

Yeah, but that's time that-- that you put there.

Come on, Sli. Take it easy, man.

I know I haven't been a good father to you all along.

-But I'm trying hard here, man.

You know what? You make it sound like--

it's like you called to check up on me.

That's not the case.

I bump into you in a-- in a public toilet,

selling "rolled off the thighs of a virgin."

That's your latest scam.

-What do you mean? -Okay.

I'm struggling here and I'm trying to make ends meet.

Keep hustling, yeah? Just pretend you didn't see me.

Come on, Sli.

How much?

-What do you mean? -How much do you want to leave?

Come on, you know I don't need any money from you, man.

All I need is my son.

My son, right here.

Yeah, after all these years?

You know how it is, eh. Work separated us, man.

Yeah.

All this work, and not even a single cent to show for it.

Come on, man.

You gotta understand, I'm trying to make a life here.

How's your mom?

Here.

Call her.

Where you staying tonight?

I'm only here for one night.

I know, but, I mean, where are you? Are you at the Pelican here?

In which case, we could actually have drinks tonight.

You got jokes, Archie. You got jokes.

Sli, guess what?

What, Archie?

I'm through with the Motown Collection.

I got it all.

-You got Stevie Wonder? -Yep.

Music of My Mind.

You know, when old Wonder went back home.

-Back to Motown. -Back to Motown.

All right. That's nice, Archie.

It's really nice.

I'm really happy for you.

In this industry, it's all about who you know

and what access you can get.

Mr. Wang wants to be assured

that he's dealing with well-connected entities.

What about knowing the chairman and chairwoman

of every major league team on a first-name basis?

Or having a working relationship with officials

on an organizational level?

What about being regarded as a peer by every league player,

or termed a legend by the newbies?

Does any of that count for anything?

Mr. Wang likes you.

And, uh, he would like to see you tomorrow.

Good.

"Rolled on the thighs of virgins."

Mmm.

You'll be surprised...

...how many of those fuddy-duddy rich

fell for that pitch.

You are still slick, Dad.

You inherited that from me, Son.

I hear you are a big-time agent now?

What a pity.

Because your football skills were amazing growing up.

Yeah, players get injured.

You sure you don't want a beer? On me.

I don't drink alcohol.

Remember how you liked our Sunday drives to the suburbs,

and you'd tell me "Those aren't streets, they're avenues."

Yeah, well, once a road is lined with trees, that's what it's called.

You were really fond of Daisy.

You said you wanted a car just like her when you grew up,

the red car, what's it called again?

1978 MG Midget.

Mm-hmm.

One day, my son.

One day.

Tell me...

you still supporting that team, what's their name again? Li--

-Liverpool. -Liverpool.

-Yeah. -Mmm.

I told you to support Chelsea, but you wouldn't listen to me.

And now look at how well Chelsea is doing, they're winning everything.

Dad, are you short of money? Hmm?

I don't want your money.

If you want to help me, hook me up with your rich friends.

Like that Chinese man you had a meeting with.

-Mr. Wang? -Yes, that's right.

Dad, I never told you his name.

You told me, just must have forgotten.

No, tell me now how you know, because I never said a thing.

Look here, Son, I am a very good salesman.

Put me in front of this man Wang.

I will close that deal.

I said no, Baba.

Firstly, it's not my contact, it's Christopher's contact.

Secondly, please don't ruin this deal, and stay far away from Mr. Wang.

Tell me... have you closed the deal?

Negotiating.

Listen here, Son...

Thank you for this.

Till next time.

Till next time.

Tell me, when does your flight leave?

Early morning.

Hmm.

I've had enough now.

We will see each other.

"Rolled on the thighs of virgins," my f--

Those don't look like real cigars, buddy.

Not cigars. My father.

Oh, I didn't realize.

Yeah. It is what it is.

Things still on shaky ground?

Mmm... maybe no ground.

You are so beautiful, Batya.

No one calls me that anymore, Slindile.

Wanna... you wanna have a joint?

-You still smoke that stuff? -On occasion.

Not when I'm on set and not when I shoot.

Well, I'm in Room 344.

344, nice.

I'm in the penthouse.

-Hello? -Where are you?

On a mission from God.

Cut it out, dude.

Everyone, like, everyone is looking for you.

Marlboro hired people to find you.

I don't need to be found, Jade.

Really? So, why are you calling, then?

Okay, tell me where you are, I'll come and pick you up.

I don't want to come back, Jade.

What do you mean, you're not coming back?

The world still needs you. I mean...

The club, your teammates still need you.

Your fans...

Blaze...

Me.

We all still need you.

Please let me help you.

It's-- it's too late for help.

Lesego, tell me where you are. Please tell me where you are.

Lesego?

Fuck. Don't go. Just don't go, don't go, don't go.

Ugh!

Hi. May I speak to Natalie?

I want to speak to Natalie.

Who is this?

Look, man, what's your problem?

Are you, like, her boyfriend or something?

Look, all I wanna do-- I just wanna--

Hello? He--

Fuck.

You know, I booked Three Days to Midnight a week after we bumped into each other.

"Bumped?"

-Try "collided." -Hmm.

Maybe you're my lucky charm.

Nah.

You were always headed that way.

-What?

What is it with you, me and Cape Town?

It's like we were frozen in time,

all the crap in our lives just didn't matter in that moment.

That's exactly how I remember it.

On a full moon, New Year's Eve.

I, uh, take it Miss Williams notified you

that your final meeting will be with me and not Mr. Wang?

Yes, she did. It's Jack, right?

Yeah, Jack Morgan.

I am, uh, one of the silent majority partners

in Mr. Wang's businesses.

You, I don't know you.

You are an unknown entity to me.

Mr. Wang says you got big brass balls.

Well, Mr. Wang knows a good thing when he sees one.

All right, son.

Tell me how much we should be investing.

Mr. Morgan, anything less than ten million,

you'd just be wasting your time.

You want to have enough clout and also have a say to what goes on.

Oh, yeah.

We expect to have a say in the client list.

Pros, the emerging.

We were thinking 60-40 split. In our favor.

That wouldn't make us a formidable independent agency, now would it?

Mr. Wang said he had a good feeling about you. I can see why.

-Mr. Wang was right.

Blaze, is that you, boy?

Hey, is this your old man?

-Uh, no. -Yes.

I mean, yes.

Oh, hey, Pops. Grab a seat. Take a load off.

-Thank you. I'm honored.

Yeah. I'm a salesman myself, actually.

Oh, like father, like son?

-Yes. -No.

-You take after me. -I don't take after you.

Okay, well, uh, sell me something then.

-Nah, we wouldn't wanna do that to you-- -Toys.

Children's toys. There's a big demand.

Like-- like the plastic things?

Why does China produce so much for so cheap?

Cheap child labor. That's why.

And we've got so many street children in Cape Town.

I'm sorry here, sir, I don't condone child labor.

You insult my business partner, his country?

-Blaze, is that what you think of us? -No.

You and your family, is that what you think of us?

I don't want to create any problems, really.

No, I'll go, please. Please.

-Look, Mr. Morgan, we can reconvene for-- -Shut up.

Fuck.

Archie, stop! Archie. Archie, stop! Stop right here.

Just stop with the lying.

You wanted to sponge off me and Mom, like you always do.

Don't talk to me about your mother.

She was there. Where were you?

I was busy enjoying my life.

My life!

And I wasn't about to let some stupid kid stop me from doing that.

"Some kid," huh?

Some fucking father you are.

Hey, you.

Blaze Magoba, Mr. Personality.

Who the hell do you think you are?

You think you're something special?

Let me tell you something. You're nothing, you piece of shit.

You're nothing!

So that we can bring the ancestors closer.

It's okay.

I will pray and ask for forgiveness on your behalf

for neglecting them for such a long time.

I don't know where you would like us to start.

Lesego. Lesego, Makhosi, the captain, and that man Blaze.

Mm.

We give thanks.

We give thanks.

Mm-hmm.

I'm ready to tell you everything.

Do you still wanna hear it?