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Security there?

Why not just avoid all that s*** and ambush them on the road?

He's our driver, he needs to hear this.

(ominous music)

And after we get the stuff, what then?

Yeah, you're right.

Stick to the deal.

(traffic hooting/passing overhead)

(car door opening/closing)

(car engine starting)

You study the map. Tell the routes backwards.

-(Ethan) How are you feeling? -Got me on... (sighing)

...so many painkillers, I'm not feeling much.

(machines beeping)

I heard you helped save my life.

Do you remember what happened?

Not really.

Just...

(sighing) going out for a second run.

The wheel turning loose...

trying to fight it...

and then everything just went dark.

And then I woke up here.

(sombre music)

It was my fault.

It was just a mistake. Anyone could've made it.

Uh-uh...

(sighing) I s****ed up.

I pushed too hard.

I was trying to outshine you.

How long do they think before you can get out of here?

(Amber) Probably a couple of days, um... And then rehab.

(Nurse) Amber, we need to change your dressings, my sweetheart.

(sighing) You can get going.

Mm.

(Nurse) Let me help you up. I'm so sorry.

Come up slowly.

(melancholy music)

(rap music)

(cellphone vibrating)

F***.

You get what we agreed, boy?

I know you may have some twisted sense of loyalty to him,

but Santi is not your friend. You know that?

And when this is over, you'll be free of him, too.

And you? Will you leave me alone, too?

You got what brings him down, I'll forget you ever existed.

What's this?

-"Pentagon Security"? -(Ethan) It's their van.

We'll be taking it at the drop-off. Everything else is there.

(sighing) Where'd you get this?

Some guys. I don't know who they are.

You understand I'm gonna have to check this out, see if it's legit.

Yeah. Can I go now?

(Nazeem) Mm.

(knocking on door)

Huh?

I just checked and... (sighing)

we don't have any more of that bridal lace.

I still have the Singh wedding to finish.

But I got a new roll last week.

There's no way we could've used that much!

-I don't know what happened. -(Mrs Salah sighing)

-(sighing) -I'll make some calls.

-(cellphone vibrating) -(indistinct chatter)

(cellphone line trilling)

Shane...

Sorry, I was busy. I got your message.

We've been invited to Pearly Bay?

Like, a lot! Look, he even gave us a spot at Burn Out.

Said, if we do well, there could be a spot for us at Grand Parade.

They even putting us up in a hotel!

You think we'll be home by Thursday night?

It's just... I need to be home by Thursday night, Shane.

I mean, you're not even excited.

If your heads is not in this anymore, say now before this goes any further.

I promise. I've got everything figured out.

You sure?

Shane... just trust me, man.

Okay, so first you tell me that Santi's got this kid driver.

Then, he's involved in the Nortje murder.

Now, this same boy is bringing you a heist?

It's solid intelligence.

From a 17-year-old who's s*** scared of getting arrested.

AV's registration checks out. Licensed to Pentagon Security.

PSIRA confirmed the route. He couldn't make up that detail.

What do you think?

I believe Williams is telling the truth, Captain.

If Santi pulls this off,

he's gonna arm his boys and go after the Brothers.

We stop this, we stop a whole world of bloodshed.

Alright. I'll request Tactical.

Thanks, Captain.

So, I realised you didn't mention the deal that you made with Williams.

If this things checks out right, the boy gets a free pass. Not before.

(indistinct chatter)

Oh, um... By the way,

my wife's invited you for dinner on Thursday night.

-(Kayla chuckling) -(indistinct chatter)

Kayla, hi.

-Elton. What are you doing here? -Hi, Byron.

I-- I tried calling you, but your phone is off.

Did you get a new number? I just...

-wanted to bring you this. -Um, let's rather go inside.

(Elton) Byron.

-This much? I didn't expect so much. -I got a good deal from a guy.

-That's not necessary. -It's only fair. Take it.

(sighing)

This guy of yours... If I get more...

I thought it was a one-time thing.

-Will you be able to take more? -I can ask him.

-Thank you. -Anything for you, Kayla.

-What is he doing here? -Relax...

-I was about to leave. -Good.

-Get the f*** out of my house then. -(Elton) Kayla.

Ethan, it was nothing.

(door closing)

Ethan!

I saw him at one of my meetings, so he knew I was home.

And I only let him in because I didn't wanna be rude.

-Where are you going? -You don't get to ask me s***

after you let him back in this house!

(Byron) Why are you guys always fighting?

Come here, buddy. We're not fighting anymore. See?

Why do you have a bag? Are you leaving us?

No, buddy. I'm just going away for a couple of days, but I'll be back.

(sighing) Remember when I told you I was working on something big for us?

Look...

I'm gonna be at a spinning competition.

You know what that is, right?

That's where I'm going. I'm gonna be driving there.

-You promise? -I promise.

I'll be back by Friday, okay?

-This thing... it's real? -(suspense music)

Ethan... Good luck.

I don't know. Uh, some operation concerning Santi and his crew.

They're playing their cards close to their chests.

From what I know, it's a big case,

and they're bringing in the tactical team.

It was okay.

Gotta call you Evel Knievel now, huh?

Who?

(groaning) I'm leaving it to you boys. Come! (smacking lips)

-Dinner's in an hour. -What are we eating, Uncle G?

Whatever I make, Trevor.

My guy, you are popping off!

I'm talking Instagram, Facebook, Twitter.

We good?

I'm here, aren't I?

(Trevor sighing) A name for what?

-Obviously, he means for the team. -Yeah, for the team.

No, Trevor, no.

-J for Jackie. -(Jackie) Mm.

-E for Ethan. -(Jackie) Mm.

-T for Trevor. -(Jackie) Mm-hm.

And S for Shane. Boom!

So, what were you gonna say, Jackie?

What about "No Limits?"

-(Trevor laughing) -(softly) Limits, Limits, Limits,

-Limits, Li-- -I've actually been thinking of

-something. What about "Underdogz"? -(scoffing)

(dramatic music)

And a... (barking)

-(Trevor chuckling) -(Jackie/Shane barking)

(Trevor howling)

-It's a dog. Woof, woof. Yes. -Woof, woof.

-Woof... woof... -(chuckling)

(boys barking)

(ominous music)

-(car engine switching off) -(sighing)

(retching)

-(spitting) -(groaning)

(sirens wailing in distance)

(cellphone vibrating)

Nah, it's just... I've never been this far out of Rockhill before.

Like never?

(rap music)

(indistinct chatter)

-Shane? -Yes, Daddy?

You've got the number of the place I'm staying?

-Yes, Daddy. -I'll drop the car at the arena.

I'll meet you boys first thing in the morning. Behave yourselves.

-Thanks for the lift, Uncle G. -Yeah.

-(Jackie chuckling) -(boys gasping)

Wow, guys, I can't believe they comped us a room!

We're like business executives now. (chuckling) Wait, let me see.

Yous think it has porn channels on?

-Look, guys, they have everything! -That's not free either, Trevor!

-Nah, man, they're not gonna notice. -(curtains opening)

(Ethan gasping) Wow...

This s*** smells nice, hey? (chuckling)

Hey, shotgun. Ethan's with me.

You two boys can have the sleeper couch.

The f***? Why do you guys get the bed?

-The driver needs his rest. -(Trevor) And you?

I said "shotgun", Trev! Don't you know the rules?

(indistinct chatter)

This is sick.

So, where are we gonna eat?

The hell? Did Robin get an invite?

(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct shouting)

Jackie! Relax, Jackie, relax!

No fighting. We're here as professionals, bro.

No fighting. Fine.

(indistinct chatter)

(boys laughing)

(indistinct chatter in distance)

(imitating car)

(Byron) Who are you?

I'm his friend. I'm looking for him. Is he home?

No, he went away.

Away? Where did he go?

-You really Ethan's friend? -Yes, sure.

How else would I know your name is Byron?

He went to Snoek Bay.

You mean Pearly Bay? And what's he doing there?

He says he's gonna do some spinning competition.

Oh, yes, yes, I remember now. He told me, I forgot.

(ominous music)

(car departing)

Byron? Byron!

Come, get your stuff. Let's go in.

How about there? Some bunny chow?

-Relax, Jackie. We're on a budget. -(boys chuckling)

(indistinct chatter)

Ah. Shane.

Jackie, Jackie...

-Ethan. -There you go.

-Hi. Trevor. -Hey.

-(rap music over speakers) -(indistinct chatter)

(Gary) Stanley!

She passed... a couple of years back.

Gents, come meet the OG of OG's.

Yes.

That was the old days. I'm not like that no more.

My son is my life now.

Stanley, I've gotta go.

(sighing) See you around, brother.

-Oh, yeah. -(both chuckling)

Cold-blooded.

It's all about the crowd, boys.

Put them in your cars, right there, driving shotgun.

Let them feel the spin. Smell the burning rubber.

Lift them from their feet, and then...

Then you got it.

Sorry, boys. This is my cue.

See you at the spin tomorrow. Cheers.

Yes, cheers.

-F***, he's cool! -(all giggling)

Wow, he's got sponsors and reps and Red Bull and all that.

-(indistinct chatter) -Outside, now!

What is wrong with this man?

(mocking) "Outside, now."

-(boys laughing) -(indistinct chatter)

-No idea what you're talking about. -What?

Are you supposed to be the hero now?

It was actually funny watching you pull Amber out that car.

What was funny about it?

How desperate you were to get your hands on her.

Hm? Maybe now that she's all burnt up you actually stand a chance, bro.

What? What? Are you gonna cheap-shot me again?

Nah, but I will.

-(rap music) -(boys grunting)

(boys chuckling)

So? What happened to "no fighting"?

How was Trevor throwing his bunny chow, man?

Oh, yes! I got an idea of how yous can end your routine tomorrow.

(Shane) S***, guys...

Look at today. If this is just the start....

I think we're in for a wild run.

-"We don't ride, we slide!" -(indistinct shouting)

(upbeat music over speakers)

We have the legend, Eddie Rasta,

and Mr Kill-Shot himself, Yaseen Damon!

(crowd cheering)

(car engine roaring)

-(crowd cheering) -(car engines revving)

(crowd cheering)

Big step up from the Lollipop, hey, boys?

(car engines revving)

Awe.

Rockhill boys...

Glad you guys could make it.

Tell me... What do you think of it so far?

(car engines roaring)

(crowd cheering)

Duran.

Gary. Father of this one, Shane, the mechanic.

Shane, I hear you built this car from scratch.

No, no, we all worked on it together.

Jackie did the touches by himself, though.

-No, it was all of us. -(boys chuckling)

You must be Ethan, the driver.

Listen, I haven't seen someone drive that close to the edge

for a while now. It was real, it was intense, it was rough.

You gonna bring that again today?

-I'll try, sir. -Good. Good.

Let's see how you guys cope under pressure on a bigger occasion.

Because if you do well,

you have a really good shot at the final spot at Grand Parade.

-Is there only one spot left? -I'm afraid so.

See you guys on the pitch.

I'm gonna find a place to watch.

Boys, show them who you are and where you came from. Mm? Underdogz!

(boys chuckling nervously)

You know, it's because of you that I'm clean.

After you left, I just fell deeper into the darkness,

if that's possible.

I OD'd. Almost died.

Losing you was my rock bottom.

-I'm sorry, I didn't know. -What we had was messed up.

You were in a lot of pain.

You needed me to help you get through it. That meant something to me.

It meant something to me, too.

Yeah.

(stammering) Elton... (sighing)

I'm s--

No, I just thought of-- I'm sorry.

-I can't go back to what we had. -(Elton sighing)

I don't want that either. I...

I want it to be different this time.

I've-- I'm a changed man.

I love you, Kayla.

I really care about you...

but right now, I just need a friend.

-I understand. -I'm sorry.

I have stuff to do, so you should get to work. Um...

(door squeaking)

-It's-- it's chill. I'll-- -I'll call you when I have the stuff.

-(car engine revving) -(crowd cheering)

So, Ethan, it's just like spinning back at home.

(event coordinator) You Team Underdogz?

Yeah, yeah, that's us.

Heard a bit about you boys. Excited to see you spin.

You're up next. Ready?

-Ready. -Fantastic.

(ominous music)

Here we go, straight from The Hills, some new kids on the block.

Please give it up and make some noise for the Underdogz!

-(car engine revving) -(crowd cheering)

(Announcer) And here they come... in three, two, one, let's go!

(car engine roaring)

(tense music)

-(crowd cheering) -(car engine revving)

(car engine revving)

Whoa...

Go, Ethan.

(car engine revving)

(all cheering)

(car engine revving)

This boy has got fire!

-(car engine revving) -(crowd cheering)

(car engine roaring)

(all cheering)

-Underdogz! -There they go!

(howling)

-(indistinct shouting) -(Ethan laughing)

-(Gary) Underdogz! -(all laughing)

-(Trevor) You killed it! -(Shane) Killed it.

(ominous music)

Damien... What are you guys doing here?

Came to see what was so important that you would lie to me.

Damien, please, we can just leave.

Before meeting your team?

Ethan, what's going on here?

We're Ethan's friends. We came to see what all of this is about.

Who these cars belong to.

Ethan...

You know these men?

I wasn't talking to you.

I know who you are.

You shouldn't be here. Just move on.

Why? I'm then here to support my boy.

-Damien! -(gun cocking/firing)

(crowd screaming)

-(Shane) Daddy! -Shane! Stay!

Damien, please! I'll go with you! (breathing heavily)

Damien!

(tense music)

(Damien) So, what is it, Ethan?

(sinister music)

You think you don't have to listen to me no more?

It's a nice car you boys had, though.

Must've been real expensive to put together?

Is that why you stole from me and got yourself arrested, huh?

-Look, Damien, I can explain. -Explain what?

That the cops got something on you and yet they still let you loose?

I didn't give up the score, Damien, I swear.

It's not what it looks like. They had me, but I gave them bulls***!

(Ethan groaning/screaming)

(Ethan grunting)

(suspense music)

(Claire) Sorry about the mess, Phumeza.

(Phumeza) No, no, it's alright. This is really great.

I can't tell you the last time I had a home-cooked meal.

(Claire) Mm.

We're finished. Can we go watch TV?

Plates, kitchen.

-(chairs scraping) -(chuckling)

-Are they excited for the move? -Yes and no. (sighing)

They're gonna miss their friends, but...

-Mm. -they're kids, so, you know?

-Mm... And you? Any of your own? -Oh, um--

-Stop interrogating the poor woman. -It's fine. It's okay. (chuckling)

Uh, no. I have none yet. I've just been focusing on my career.

(Claire) Well, it certainly paid off.

You're younger than Nazeem was when he became detective.

Maybe you can learn a thing or two from her.

Mm. She's already trying to improve my bedside manner.

(Claire) Good. Because you can be a real p***k sometimes.

(Phumeza chuckling) Well...

-(both laughing) -She's not wrong.

(teaspoon clacking)

-(Claire) Just leave him over there. -(Phumeza) Okay.

He's allowed to have one after dinner.

-(chuckling) Doctor's orders? -Mine.

Claire, thank you so much for having me this evening, again.

(scoffing) Yes... If it were up to him,

we wouldn't have anyone over for anything.

(scoffing) Not the biggest fan of socialising?

Well, what gave you that idea?

Can I-- Can I ask you something?

You know, this case that we're working on right now...

The way Nazeem is pursuing it, I... (sighing)

I don't know, man, it just seems like...

-It's personal? -Yeah.

And I mean, other guys would just see their last weeks out

and just keep it simple, but... I just don't understand.

(ominous music)

(Claire) If I told you...

-you'd keep it to yourself? -(Phumeza) Yeah, of course.

-When he was a boy, -Mm?

his older sister, Debra, was seeing this guy.

(sighing) She didn't know he was in a gang.

They went to a drive-in, and um, some of his rivals were there.

She ended up taking a bullet that was meant for him.

But the worst of it is, he left her on the side of the road to die.

The family didn't know what happened for two weeks.

(clicking tongue) So, yeah...

When it comes to gangs...

for him, it's personal.

(upbeat music)

We'll divide into three teams.

One and two flank the perimeter, here and here.

Team three, the exit road, here.

We wait for them to engage before we move in.

(Nazeem) Santi and his boys are drug runners,

not experienced heist men, but they're violent.

Expect them to be armed and willing to use force.

Everybody clear? Right, let's move out.

(car engine starting)

(car engine starting)

(Martin) Hey Lance, it's your turn to buy lunch.

(Lance) I bought last week.

Philamon bought last week. It's your turn to buy lunch.

It's coming.

If you have any idea of messing this up, just think of your brother.

You get that van off the road.

(car engine revving)

(tyres screeching)

S***! Transit U15, somebody's trying to highjack us!

Emergency response!

-Put foot! Just drive! -(indistinct chatter)

(Ray) Seven minutes!

(car honking)

(gun firing)

(car honking)

(Damien) Knock them off the road. Knock them off the f***ing road now!

(car honking)

Shoot!

(car honking)

(tyre hissing)

(Damien) Get that f***ing van off the road!

(thudding)

Knock them off the road! Now!

(tyres screeching)

(Martin groaning)

-(Martin coughing) -(suspense music)

(gasping)

They're gonna burn us alive.

(lighter flicking open/clicking)

(panting)

(coughing)

-(loud banging) -(Philamon) Open the door!

-I'm gonna die in here. -(coughing)

Alright, we're coming out!

(tense music)

-(Philamon) I'm gonna die in here! -(door unlocking)

(gasping)

Okay. Alright. (breathing heavily)

(keypad beeping)

(breathing heavily)

(keypad beeping)

S***!

Guys, Armed Response are on their way! (panting)

(car engine starting)

(tyres screeching)

(indistinct shouting)

(Ray) Get us the f*** out of here!

(Ethan) It's jammed!

-(indistinct shouting) -(siren wailing)

-(guns firing) -(Ray) S***! S***.

(panting)

(guns firing)

(men grunting)

F***!

(indistinct shouting)

(groaning)

(grunting)

-(guns firing) -(Damien grunting)

(Damien grunting)

-(Hercules) Ray! -(guns firing)

(panting)

(guns firing)

(grunting)

(Hercules) Damien!

(grunting)

(suspense music)

(Damien grunting)

(suspense music)

(indistinct radio broadcast)

(Ethan grunting) Damien, I-- I tried to tell you!

I had to give the cops something! But I gave them the wrong van.

That's where they're setting up now, they're at the wrong location!

If we just went according to plan, none of this would've happened, man!

I needed that money.

(Ethan) Please Damien, don't do this!

-I needed that money! -Please, man!

(ominous music)

Byron will have no one else! Please, please! (crying)

-Please, Damien. -You betrayed me.

No, I didn't! I didn't! I swear to G**, Damien.

I didn't... I didn't. (crying)

-Turn around. -No, Damien!

-Just do it, son! Turn around! -(crying)

S***! (sobbing) Damien, please!

(Ethan) I wouldn't do that to you! I would never give you up. Not you.

Please, Damien! Please! (sobbing)

(Ethan sobbing)

(engaged tone over cellphone)

(Ethan whimpering/crying)

-(gun cocking) -(Ethan whining)

-(cellphone vibrating) -(Ethan crying)

Pieter...

(Ethan sobbing)

(Ethan sobbing)

You want out, huh? Away from me?

(whimpering)

(groaning/coughing) Damien, please...

Damien, please! Please...

Damien...

(grunting/coughing)

(gasping)

(Damien grunting)

(coughing)

(Ethan coughing)

Damien... (gasping)

Damien... Please, Damien...

You are dead to me. I don't ever wanna see you again.

(Ethan crying)

(mumbling) Damien, please just... (grunting)

(melancholy music)