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(cellphone vibrating)

(ominous music)

(sighing)

(Phumeza) Nazeem? What time is it?

Late. I just got a message from Williams. He wants to meet. Now.

(Phumeza) He just got back in. What could he possibly have so soon?

There's only one way to find out.

(Phumeza) I'll have to call someone

to come and watch the mother and brother.

There's no time for that. I'll take the meet.

(Phumeza) Nazeem, that's not a good idea.

Just stay with them. I'll check in in an hour.

(ominous music)

(police sirens wailing in distance)

(car door closing)

You said that you've got something for me. What is it?

It's late, boy. What you get me out of bed for?

You have just booked your mother 20 years in jail.

-Damien... -Hey, relax.

(gun falling on the ground)

My partner knows where I am. I don't check in--

Then what the hell is this?

-(Nazeem) What do you want, Damien? -To make a deal.

"A deal"?

Why the hell would I do that?

And why would you give yourself up now?

(ominous music)

Bullshit.

One problem, though. If you're as sick as you say you are,

landing you would be like landing a corpse.

You want a deal, I want your top boys as well.

Yes, they fucking have, Damien.

A confession is not gonna cut it. You might not make it through trial.

So this has to happen in a way that puts you and them in cuffs

-while in commission of a crime. -(suspense music)

Yeah, that's right. You're gonna have to set them up and rat them out.

(Phumeza) Tonight? Just like that?

(Nazeem) He's putting it in play as we speak.

I don't know, Nazeem. It just seems too fast, too easy, man.

(Nazeem) I saw the look in his eyes. Santi's telling the truth.

Guys like that, they expect to die by the bullet, but cancer? (scoffing)

Well, I mean, we can't go in without backup either way.

I spoke to the guys from Tactical, they still a little sore

from the heist deal, so they'll tag along.

Yeah, well, we still need to go and get approval from Ahmed, right?

We're not going to Ahmed. Ahmed's just gonna fuck this up.

This ball is rolling. This is our chance, we've gotta take it.

And Ethan? Hm? We can't keep him involved in this.

-We need to pull him out. -Uh-uh.

He disappears now and Santi's crew might get wise.

-He's in it till the end. -(door opening)

(Nazeem) Breakfast's inside. Go eat.

I don't want breakfast. Where's my son?

Ethan's fine as long as he does what he's told.

What is it? Why can't anyone give me a straight answer?

This is not how decent police behave.

All due respect, ma'am, you're in no position to talk about decency.

(groaning) I will kill you if anything happens to him.

This is not right.

(rap music)

(car door closing)

(car door closing)

You must think I'm a real piece of shit... selling out my own.

Doing what it takes to protect your family.

Do you ever think about what it would be like if your dad was still alive?

You would be finishing school soon, probably go to university.

A whole different life.

Why are you bringing that up now?

I used to come to this exact same spot... with your dad.

He saved my life right over there.

One day, after the rains, we came here to play in the water.

-I couldn't swim so good. -(melancholy music)

The tide was strong. I almost drowned.

But your dad...

he didn't think twice, he just jumped in and pulled me out.

He was always a better man than me.

After that, our lives just took different directions.

He didn't much like mine.

A couple of years before he came to me asking for help.

And I could've given him the money, I had the money to give.

But I made him do one last job.

(ominous music)

I wanted him to get his hands dirty, like me.

Why are you telling me all this, Damien?

The day your dad died, he came to me.

Told me his debt was paid, he didn't want to work for me no more.

He said what I did was evil, and... he wanted no part of it, or me.

(voice trembling) And I didn't how he looked at me, or how he judged me.

So I made him drive one last job.

And I called the police and told them where he'd be...

the night they stopped him.

I just wanted to teach him a lesson, I didn't mean for them to kill him.

What the fuck are you saying, Damien?

Your dad died because of me.

And he was right.

I am evil.

(ominous music)

Fuck you!

Fuck you!

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

-Fuck you! Fuck you! (crying) -Ethan...

Hey, hey...

(sobbing)

You're right, kid...

I ruined your life.

(Ethan breathing heavily)

You wanna do it, then do it.

Let me go down there, cold, where your dad was supposed to leave me.

(seagulls calling)

You will die...

in jail... sick and alone.

I'm not letting my family suffer anymore because of you.

So, we finish this.

(car door opening/closing)

(cellphone chiming)

(knocking on door)

-(Gary) Breakfast's ready. -I'm not hungry, Daddy.

How long are you gonna keep this up?

Until I know that Ethan's okay.

You don't know that there's anything's wrong with him.

And you don't know that there isn't.

(sighing) I know you think he's your friend...

but he's not. He was just using you.

That's what guys from that life do. And when they're done with you...

they just throw you away.

Anyway, Ethan's not like that, Daddy.

Maybe you just don't know him as well as you think you do.

(sombre music)

-Huh? When is Dada coming home? -(Sophie fussing)

When is Dada coming home? Huh? There's Dada! There's Dada!

(indistinct chatter)

(rap music)

Phumeza and the others are outside.

You're making a mess. Let me help.

You have one week left.

Surely someone else could've gone tonight?

It's my operation, Claire.

This person you're after... he matters that much to you?

Gentlemen, thanks for joining.

Second chance to take down that filth Santi?

Didn't even have to ask.

-You're not wearing a vest? -I'm not coming.

What are you talking about?

(sighing) I have a career to worry about after this, Nazeem.

-What if Ahmed finds out? -It doesn't matter. It's on me.

-And if something goes wrong? -It won't.

We are putting people's lives at risk, Nazeem. A kid's life!

And it's all just been done on the fly.

-We've gone through this, Phumeza. -I know. I know.

But this-- This is not how I work.

If I go on this path now, where does it stop for me?

When I became a cop, I made a promise to myself

that everything I did, it had to be right by my conscience.

And this... This is not it.

What happened to Kleintjie, was that right?

I'm asking you to reconsider.

It's too late for that now. This is happening, with or without you.

Then I'm sorry. This is as far as I go.

(sighing heavily)

-She's not keen on side action? -Not tonight.

(car doors closing)

(indistinct chatter over TV)

(chuckling)

(suspense music)

(sighing heavily)

(vehicle approaching)

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

(keys jingling)

(car engine starting)

(suspense music)

(police radio beeping)

(Nazeem over radio) 019, that's them coming in now.

(tactical guy) We see them.

We take them as soon as they come out.

-(radio chirping) -(tactical guy) Affirmative.

(suspense music)

Ever seen this happen before? A big boss giving up his own?

Nah.

It doesn't matter how it happens, as long as it happens.

-These people won't go down easy. -Yeah, well...

The coroner can pick them up after.

(suspense music)

Standby. That's them coming out now.

-Oh, fuck. -(gun firing)

(ominous music)

(gun firing)

-(gun cocking) -(car door closing)

-(gun cocking) -(Hercules) Damien...

(gun cocking)

(vehicle approaching)

(tyres screeching)

(suspense music)

(gun cocking)

(grunting)

(coughing)

(groaning)

-(inhaling sharply) -(gun firing)

(Ethan whimpering)

(whimpering)

(whimpering)

(suspense music)

-(guns firing) -(indistinct shouting)

(firearm clicking)

(guns firing)

(groaning)

(suspense music)

(Hercules) Hey!

(guns firing)

-(gun firing) -(Ethan groaning/screaming)

(grunting)

(police sirens wailing in distance)

Right, teamwork! Teamwork!

(police sirens wailing in distance)

(police sirens wailing in distance)

(ominous music)

What the hell were you thinking, Phumeza, not telling me about this?

He said he had it under control. I didn't wanna get involved.

You can explain that to his wife.

(fast-paced rap music)

(cellphone pinging)

(braying)

(Gary snoring)

(hushed) Come.

(Gary snoring)

(whispering) Here we go...

(Charlize growling/whimpering)

(Gary snoring)

I don't think so.

What you gonna do when he finds out about this?

More importantly, what if we get there

and we find Ethan like, dead, or something?

Hey! Hey! Hey! The fuck's the matter with you?

(suspense music)

(groaning)

(grunting)

(panting)

(groaning)

(panting)

(grunting)

(indistinct chatter in distance)

(Trevor) Is this really where Ethan lives?

(Jackie) It's the address I got.

Maybe we should go home, guys. Maybe we shouldn't be here.

He wouldn't leave us behind.

-(door creaking) -(Shane) Ethan?

-Like what? -I don't know, Trev.

Something that'll help us find where Ethan is.

(Shane) Hell...

(glass shards clinking)

This is his family.

Jesus! Fuck, that's-- that's blood. That's blood!

Guys! Guys, there's blood in here!

(suspense music)

I thought he didn't want you to have anything to do with this.

(camera shutter clicking)

Sit!

(suspense music)

(indistinct chatter outside)

(Trevor) Shit! Shit! Fuck, guys, do we call the police?

(Amber) Yes, we need to call the police. We need to do something.

-(grunting) -(cellphone vibrating)

(groaning)

(grunting)

Ethan? Is that you?

Who's this?

Detective Makheba. I've been trying to get hold of you.

Nazeem's dead. Damien's dead.

(Phumeza) I know, I know. So, where are you?

-(groaning) -Ethan, you sound hurt. Talk to me.

I've been shot. There's... a lot of blood.

It's okay. I just need you to tell me where you are right now.

Ethan, I know you don't trust me. I just wanna bring you in safely.

Okay? So tell me where you are. I'll come and get you right now.

I ran through the woods... to a petrol station.

(suspense music)

Guys, wait! Slow down!

(Shane) Daddy!

Daddy! Daddy!

What the hell did I tell you about leaving this house?

Dad, I'm sorry. Please just listen, I can explain.

I told you not to leave this house!

I know, Daddy and I'm sorry. But I had to go see for myself.

It is, Uncle G. We saw it ourselves.

(Shane) Yeah, Daddy. Just look.

(ominous music)

Please, Daddy.

Look, Daddy, his place is trashed.

(Trevor) There's blood in the sink, Uncle G.

Daddy, we just want some help, please.

(sighing) Shane, what do you expect me to do?

I don't know, Daddy. You know people. Call someone.

Okay.

(groaning)

-(cellphone vibrating) -(suspense music)

(groaning)

(handbrake engaging)

Sorry?

Ethan?

Ethan, you in there?

(gasping)

Shit!

(barking/whimpering)

(coughing)

(Charlize whining)

-(whimpering) -Sh!

(cellphone ringing)

I'm alone. Come out. (panting)

Leave my friends inside, and I'm all yours.

Copy that.

(Amber whimpering)

(grunting)

(suspense music)

(muffled pleading)

(jerrycan clattering)

(match scraping)

(suspense music)

(whooshing)

(groaning)

(flames crackling)

(all whimpering)

(muffled screaming)

(screaming)

(all whimpering)

(Trevor) Help!

-(loud cracking) -(car engine revving)

Fuck!

(muffled screaming)

(Jackie) Go, Amber! Yes, yes, yes!

(spitting)

(indistinct shouting)

(Amber) Let me help you!

(screaming)

-(whining) -(coughing) Come, Charlize, come.

Where is he? Jackie, Jackie, wait! I must go get my dad, Jackie!

(groaning)

(Shane) Daddy!

-Uncle G! -Daddy!

-Uncle G! Uncle G! -Daddy! Daddy, can you hear me?

(Jackie) Uncle G! Uncle G!

(Shane) Let's go! Let's go! (groaning)

(all groaning)

(Amber coughing)

-Shane! Jackie! -(indistinct shouting)

(coughing)

(Amber) It's okay. All of us are here.

Where's Ethan?

Did anyone see two guys take a boy just now?

(Woman) Yeah, a white van! They went to the corner over there!

Daddy, they're gonna kill him. Daddy, please.

(ominous music)

-Daddy, where are you going? Daddy! -Uncle G!

(coughing)

(Gary groaning)

(coughing)

-Daddy, I can come with you. -Stay here! Wait for the police!

(engine starting/revving)

(rap music playing over car speakers)

(groaning)

Okay.

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

(van doors closing)

All yours.

(gun firing)

(ominous music)

-(firearm cocking) -Whoa, whoa, whoa.

-(rap music over car speakers) -(car engine starting)

(glass shattering)

(groaning)

(coughing)

(suspense music)

(gun cocking)

-Ethan... -(both groaning/grunting)

(groaning)

(coughing/gasping)

(choking)

(Hercules coughing)

(Hercules groaning)

(coughing)

(screaming)

(both coughing)

-Ethan, come, boy. -(Ethan groaning/grunting)

(Hercules screaming)

-(Ethan groaning) -Stay with me, boy!

(gun firing)

Don't move!

Get on your knees.

-Don't shoot. I'm unarmed. -What happened here?

We don't have time for that. There's a boy in my truck.

He's hurt. I need to get him to the hospital.

-Who are you? -I'm Gary. His friend's father.

I'm here to help him.

Stay right here. Don't move.

Ethan? Ethan, I got your pin. Everything is gonna be okay.

-I'm gonna call the ambulance, okay? -We don't have time! Let me take him.

-Ethan, do you know this man? -Mm.

Let me take him. Please. Please.

Alright.

(door opening)

-Detective Makheba. I've got a 10-71. -(car engine starting)

I need back up.

(truck departing)

Ethan!

Ethan! Son, wake up! Stay with me, boy!

Wake up!

Everyone is safe. You just hold on, my boy. You hold on.

Ethan!

Ethan!

(distorted) Ethan!

Ethan!

-(rap music over speakers) -(crowd cheering)

(car engine revving)

(Announcer) Thank you, Yaseen Damon!

Next up, hailing from Cape Town City, Rockhill,

competing for the first time at Burn Out.

Make some noise and give it up for the Underdogz!

(crowd cheering)

You ready, guys? This is it.

(sombre music)

(indistinct chatter)

(dramatic music)

Guys, before we head out,

I would just like to say something to you all.

I wouldn't be here without you all.

So, whatever happens tonight, you're all my family now.

One, two, three, executives!

-Underdogz. -(Trevor) Woof, woof.

Let's fuck shit up!

Ladies and gents, we've got something special for you right now.

(crowd cheering)

One car, two drivers, that's right.

(car engine revving)

They'll be swapping positions throughout the routine.

Without any further ado, let's welcome Amber and Ethan

and Team Underdogz.

Dropping it in five, four, three, two, one.

Let's go!

-(crowd cheering) -(car engine revving)

(cell door closing)

-(inmates clamouring) -(ominous music)