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Jesus, Dovi. I just killed a man.

[Dovi] Yeah... First kill is always a hard one.

Why? How many people have you killed?

None, actually. I'm a crook, not a murderer.

But I can imagine. The first time must feel terrible.

[whispers] Fuck.

Okay, let's get to work with this...

Whoa, whoa, Dovi! What the fuck are you doing?

I'm cutting up the body, Justin.

You can't just chop him up right here in your office, Dovi.

I put a drop sheet down.

We gotta call the cops to sort this out.

You shot the guy in the face, boy.

Okay, that's gonna be a really tough one to explain.

It'll be as easy as cutting up a chicken. Eight pieces. No problem.

[Justin shouts]

My name's Justin Diamond.

And you know what gets me up first thing every morning?

Besides for my amazing wife, Natz, and our two gorgeous kids.

Bye, love. Have a beautiful day.

[Justin] It's the Bloom Prime Program.

It's a dynamic behaviour system that rewards you for living a healthy life.

It's simple, the healthier you are, the more points you get.

I know what you're thinking,

"I'm a high-powered businessman. How am I gonna find time to work out?"

Let me tell you a little secret.

All you need is 30,000 points a year to reach Gold Status... That's all.

And once you maintain that, three years in a row,

you reach Diamond Status.

[audience clapping]

And I'm 44 years old. I'm in the best goddamn shape of my life.

- Oops... whoopsie. - [audience] Aww.

Thank you. Thank you for that.

Yep. Family's everything, guys.

Everything.

Where were we?

First things first, you get yourself a smartwatch.

This is a Garmin fenix 7X. It's a beast. But any old smartwatch will do.

Don't ask me how much it is. Just don't even ask me.

It's twenty grand.

And when your watch tells you to move,

you move!

[audience laughing]

You do a star jump, then carry on with work.

Now, you don't have to be super active like me.

Just get your heart rate up in between meetings.

- Use the stairs instead of the lift. - [watch chimes]

Do whatever you can, whenever you can.

I'm sure most of you don't know this,

but I had quite a setback earlier this year.

- [Justin gasps] Ow! - Tore my meniscus.

How much longer until I can get out there, Marika?

Losing points by the day.

You'll put pressure on the knee when I say you can. Okay?

[Justin] That is why I'm working as hard as I can

to reach Diamond Status, ten years in a row.

Less people have walked on the moon.

But it's not just about the points, it's about changing your life.

It's a badge of honour. The blue tick on Instagram.

That Bentley in the third garage. It's that Gucci handbag.

And it's in everybody's reach!

- Signing up to the Prime Program? - Yes, chef!

[Justin] You just have to grab it!

So, who's ready to change their lives?

Who's ready to join this family?

[audience applauding]

[both moaning and groaning]

[Marika] Never stop bouncing me!

[both climax noisily]

[watch chimes]

No, no, no, believe me,

it's my daughter's bat mitzvah, I want you to over-cater.

- [watch chimes] - Yep.

- [whispers] My heart rate was up to 185. - Wow!

- That's a clean 300 points. - That's so good.

All right. Thanks, Merle. Okay, bye now.

- So, it sounds like a big party, hey? - Oof, it is.

I had to put down 200k deposit for the catering alone.

Well, maybe when it's all over and you're a little bit less stressed,

we can shoot to my parents' house for the weekend, you know?

Just chill a bit. It's, like, just in Hermanus.

And they're so excited to meet you.

Marika...

Are you talking to people about us?

No?

Oh, my God.

No! No.

Like, you know, just, um...

like my parents, and, you know, some close friends,

and Kim, but I'm not talking to her anymore...

Are you fucking insane?

Why?

Okay...

Okay, okay, okay...

I think we need to end whatever this is, right now.

Okay? It was only supposed to be a bit of fun. And it was fun.

But...

[whispers] Fuck.

But I thought we were, like, an item?

I'm sorry...

You okay? Okay.

Okay... Bye, now.

- [Justin] Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! - [door opens, door closes]

- [upbeat music playing] - [children laughing]

This is so lame.

We stand here and we greet the guests, Rya. It's good manners.

Ezra, off the iPad, please, boy.

Ezzie, please, Daddy said off the iPad, now.

Oh, my God. I hope I look okay. Is this outfit trying too hard?

Oh, babes, come on. You look like a million bucks.

Nobody's gonna show up. They're all going to Zara's bat mitzvah instead of mine.

Zara's mother should know better than to clash with Team Diamond.

Oh, my God, Mom, stop saying "Team Diamond".

- It's so lame. - I'm sure they'll come to both, sweetie.

Mazel tov, guys. Oh, you look so stunning.

[Natalie] So do you.

- Mazel tov. - Thanks, Steve.

Oh, my God. Did you hear what happened to the Solomons last night?

What happened?

That Blue Beanie gang? The one that's literally been terrorising Fresnaye...

- cleaned them out. - Oh, my God. Are they okay?

They're in Plett, thank God.

But, they took everything. Krugerrands, jewellery, Shirley's designer handbags.

That is so terrible.

[gasps] Thank God you're here.

Rya, where are you going?

Ezra? Oh, my God.

Thanks for coming, guys.

Grab Merle's devilled eggs while you still can.

There's my boy.

- [surprised] Hi, Ma. - [Hazel] Hmm.

Hi, Hazel. You look so stunning.

Thanks, Natz. I got it at Martine's.

Thought you'd message when you ready? I didn't know you knew how to uber.

Your brother picked me up.

Ma, don't tell me you brought Dovi.

Jus...

Mazels, my boy. Hey?

- Natz. - Hi, Dovi.

[Dovi] How are you?

So, what, you just decided to show up?

I told him to come. He's your brother. And today is a special day.

Yeah, my invite must have got lost in the mail, hey?

But there's no ways I would miss this milestone. Never.

- Natz, you look stunning. - Thanks, Dovi.

Did you hear about the Blue Beanie gang?

Listen to your wife, boy.

She hears about a crime, she thinks I'm an expert.

Listen, Natz, chas ve-chalila they should come here,

but they're small-time criminals. Nothing to worry about.

- Okay. - [Dovi] Where's the bat mitzvah girl?

Ah!

[whispers] Oh, my God.

Mom...

What were you thinking bringing Dovi here, Ma?

He is your brother and it is disgusting that you didn't invite him.

Believe you me, life is too short for faribels.

I'm not faribeled. He's a crook. I have a reputation.

[Rya squeals]

- A diamond necklace. - Enjoy it, my girl.

- Thank you, Uncle Dovi. - [Dovi chuckles]

Oh! Rabbi Horowitz.

- Lovely to see you. - Dovi, what a wonderful surprise.

You know, I've been thinking about signing up to shul.

I haven't been a member since my old man took us.

Well, your father was an absolute mensch.

A real pillar of the community.

Unfortunately, there's rather a long waiting list at the moment,

you know, what with Rosh Hashanah and everything coming up.

- Is that right, hey? - Everything all right here, Rabbi?

Yes, Justin. I was just, uh, getting set up for the ceremony.

Great idea. Great, this way.

Dovi, just don't talk to the rabbi.

That gambling degenerate? He knows I'm onto him.

Gambling degenerate? The head of the Sea Point community.

Doesn't mean he's not at the bookies once a week.

I've seen him there, boet. He wears a cap, what a doos.

Recognise that scraggly beard miles away.

Okay, Dovi. Listen...

I know we haven't seen each other in a while, but I really would love it

if you just kept a low profile today.

What? Embarrassed by your big brother?

I just really need things to go well.

Okay. Nobody's causing a scene, boy.

Noogie!

Jeez, man. What the hell, dude?

I was just having some fun, man.

Justin...

your mother is decimating my buffet table.

Justin! I didn't know that Dovi Diamond was a relation?

Oh, he's not.

- Ma, Ma, Ma. What are you doing? - Yes?

You know how your father loves his cheesecake.

Okay, okay, Ma. Sorry.

Dad's been dead... twenty-five years. It's 2024.

Yeah.

Michelle!

Please help my mom to the kitchen. Thank you.

- Come, Auntie Haze. Come on. - Thank you. There you go.

- Oh, and, uh... pills. - [Hazel] Okay.

- [Shelly] Come. Let's go inside, come on. - [Hazel] But I want another Tupperware.

Mazels for Rya. Everything looks stunning.

Thanks.

But I mean, have you... have you had something done?

Did you like... Have you lost weight? I mean, what is happening?

I do have something new I'm doing, but if you want to know more...

let's meet for a coffee.

Okay? Is it like...

[whispers] Come over.

Hey!

Rabbi Horowitz, family, friends.

What a simcha!

Hey? Am I right?

I'd also like to give a warm welcome, all the way from Durban,

- the Singh family. - [guests clapping]

[Justin] Wonderful to have you!

Nobody let them leave before I sign them to the Prime Program, okay?

I'd also like to thank my beautiful wife, Natz.

All the organising and the attention to detail.

It's absolutely stunning.

You know, you're the backbone of this family.

Team Diamond would be lost without you.

I'd be lost without you.

[guests] Aww.

- I love you. - [Justin emotional chuckle]

But, anyway, um, what can I say about beautiful Rya?

You know, I, uh...

Um...

[tense music plays]

[Justin] Um...

[Justin nervously] Uh...

[stammers] I... I would like to play

um, a video presentation for everyone that we've prepared for today.

This is so embarrassing.

- Why's he playing it now? - I have absolutely no idea.

[stammers] Roll the... Roll video, please, roll...

Babe, what's happening?

Oh, no. Quick bathroom break. It'll warm up the crowd.

Oh, okay.

- Hey! Oh, my God. This is so nice. Ah! - [Justin mumbles] Why you here?

- [guests murmur] Aww... - [party planner] Oh, sweet. Is that Rya?

That's the hat I got in Italy.

- It's beautiful. It's so lovely. - I know. It's very special.

[Marika] Ow, ow, ow...

[gasps] Wow.

Oh, I love your house.

- Marika? - [softly] What?

What the fuck are you doing here?

Look, Justin, you can't just fuck me and then throw me out like trash, okay?

Like, my parents were so excited to meet you.

Marika, we were having an affair, okay?

It's supposed to be kept a secret, as in you don't tell anybody about it.

You want me to keep it a secret?

Yes!

Well, I don't know, hey, Justin.

I'm like an open book.

- I wear my heart on my sleeves. - [shushes]

Keeping a secret isn't that easy for me.

Okay. Well, can you try?

Yes.

But it's gonna cost you.

Okay, Marika, think very carefully about what you're saying.

I have thought carefully about what I'm saying, Justin.

And for me to keep quiet it is going to cost you,

a hundred million rand.

A million rand.

Come on. I mean, that's... that's ridiculous.

Well, that's what I want, Justin.

And if I can't have you, then I want a million rand.

The bat mitzvah's cleaned me out of my cash flow.

I don't have that money just lying around.

I'm sure you'll make a plan. Okay?

[exhales shakily]

[upbeat music playing]

- [Natalie] Aww. - Such a beautiful family.

What happened, babe?

Oh, nothing. Just had to deal with something that was...

- It's all good now. - Okay.

♪ My world's all diamonds ♪ ♪ When I'm with you ♪

[Shalom Aleichem playing]

[garage door opens]

[Rya] I've been tagged in, like, a million pictures.

Oh, my God, my batti was so much fun.

Please, can we do it all again?

Yeah, I wish, sweetie.

Rya, you can't wear your diamond necklace to school.

But, Uncle Dovi gave it to me.

Well, Uncle Dovi doesn't set a good example.

But he's so much fun. He sends me the best memes.

Look.

- Are you guys texting? - My God, DM'ing.

Rya, I don't want you talking to Uncle Dovi. Okay?

He's a bad egg.

You know he's a criminal? He went to jail.

What did he go to jail for?

[tyres screeching]

- [crashing sound] - [sirens wailing]

Doesn't matter.

Badass.

It's not badass. It's just... bad.

[phone vibrating]

You could've destroyed everything by showing up yesterday.

[Marika] I want the money, Justin.

Marika... Look, I know you're upset,

but if you think I'm gonna pay you a million rand, you're insane.

[Marika] Well, I am insane, Justin. If you don't pay me by midday on Friday,

I'm gonna go over to your house and tell Natalie everything.

- You don't mean that. - Try me. Send me the POP once it's done.

- [Rya] Dad, come on. - Yep, yep.

[Amy] Seriously, Natz, those flowers were something else.

Hey? Heike is incredible. I mean, you must see her setup.

She was literally there from three in the morning.

I wish I had a girl.

I have to decorate Dylan's birthday with superheroes.

- Yeah, it's the worst. - Mm.

But seriously, babe, you are glowing like a lamp.

What is happening? Are you doing, like...

- mushroom journeys? - [soft scoff]

[gasps] Oh, my God.

- Do not tell me you are pregnant. - Oh, God. No.

Going through that hell twice was more than enough for me.

[piano music plays]

It's a bit of a difficult thing to explain.

[Amy] Okay, no peeking. It's almost ready.

I literally cannot imagine what you're about to show me.

[Amy] Okay... Open.

Natz, meet Mauro, my silicone boyfriend.

Okay, what is happening right now?

Okay, it's perfectly customisable to your every need.

It is...

your ultimate fantasy man.

Jesus, Amy! What the fuck?

Are you having sex with this thing?

[Amy] Yes!

- What about Jake? - Well, what about Jake?

This isn't about Jake.

Okay, well... Okay, maybe it is.

Because, you know, he travels all the time.

Oh, no. I'm sorry. But, um... Okay. You know what?

I love you, but this is just not my thing, okay?

[scoffs] Don't be such a prude, Natz. Don't you get it?

This is about having your own personal, guilt-free experience.

But it's like a weird, scary doll. What the fuck?

You saying you've never closed your eyes and imagined someone else?

- No! I have not. - So, you don't have a fantasy crush?

Someone you'd love to fuck?

Okay. Firstly, Justin and I don't fuck...

We make love.

And he is my fantasy crush, I'm very lucky.

And I can literally initiate sex just by wearing a towel.

Sounds amazing.

I mean...

is that supposed to be John Bon Jovi?

- Is that your celebrity crush? - [Amy] Just check out the website.

[Amy] Perfectly normal. No shame.

- [watch chimes] - [exhales relieved]

[ominous sound plays]

You missed your deadline, Justin.

- [Justin gulps] - [tense music plays]

[tense music builds]

[gasps]

[relieved sigh]

[Natalie whispers] Are you okay?

Yeah.

[exhales]

A million rand. Cash?

The seller said he'll only accept a deposit in cash. So, um...

Justin, you're still in arrears on your current property.

I strongly advise against purchasing another one at this time.

Yeah. And... and I get that. It's just, you see, in my line of work,

it's about presenting a certain type of image.

Now, I told the client I have a house in Plett,

it's only a matter of time before he calls me on that. See?

What does Natalie say about this?

Well, nothing. She doesn't need to know.

We'll be back in the green in no time. Come on, Hylton.

Can't you sell the Porsche?

Yeah, that's, um... that's a rental.

[Hilton tuts] Forgot that we did that.

[sighs] Well...

There's about 920k in the kids' unit trust,

but I strongly advise against touching that.

Yeah, I mean... I wouldn't even consider that.

[scoffs]

[money whirring]

[playful, upbeat music playing]

[zipper closes]

I want to make this absolutely clear, okay?

Once I give you the money, it's over between us.

- [Marika] Mm. - Okay?

I mean, you see me in the street, you walk in another direction.

Someone says my name, I mean, you don't even know who I am.

[Marika] Finally. I am starved.

Okay. Can I please have the chicken burger.

And then your sides, would you say potato wedges or skinny fries?

- Skinny fries. - Are you sure?

Because I like them soft on the inside and then crispy on the outside.

- [waiter] They're sensational. - Okay. Yay.

Okay, so then the skinny fries and then can I also have a rock shandy, please.

With ice. What are you gonna have, babe?

Nothing.

Ugh, boring! [chortles]

Okay, well, that's all for now. Thank you.

- [giggles] - Marika, did you hear what I was saying?

No, sorry. But you know what, you can say it again, I'm listening now.

I want you to understand that we're never gonna see each other again after this.

Do you get it?

Justin, I need to tell you something.

I'm pregnant.

[soft rhythmic heartbeat]

Kidding!

Ah, shame, you should see your face.

Oh, no, I could never. I mean, I could, you know, one day.

Actually, I'm very maternal. I could be a great mother. I would be a great mother.

Like, I just have that instinct, you know?

I think I need to go to the bathroom.

Fuck...

Maybe I should have ordered the wedges.

[exhales heavily]

- [Hazel] They went away for the weekend, - [Dovi] Mm?

[Hazel] and this Blue Beanie gang cleared them out. Took everything!

That's terrible, Ma.

And Mark and Michelle are leaving for Mauritius next week,

and they're terrified to leave their house empty.

Yeah. Rightly so.

Where do they live again?

Avenue La Croix, right at the top, in that horrible yellow house.

Oh, yeah. A shame about the colour, hey?

Justin!

I thought you'd forgotten where I live.

I visit you once a week, Ma.

Beautiful ceremony the other day, my boy.

Glad I could be there.

[Hazel] What ceremony?

Rya's bat mitzvah, Ma.

Oh, yes.

[stammers] It was... It was really lovely.

I actually just wanted to chat to Dovi.

Huh? What did I do now?

It's business. Won't take a couple of minutes.

Yoh... Got yourself in a bit of a pickle there, boy.

I'm not here for your judgment, Dovi.

- I'm here for your help. - Just give the chick the one bar?

I offered her the one bar.

She ordered a chicken burger and pretended we're on a date.

She's batshit crazy, Dovi.

It's gonna take more than money to stop her.

Justin, if you're asking me what I think you're asking me...

Don't ask me.

Jesus, Dovi. I'm not asking you to do that.

I just, you know, I...

I want you to, like, go over to her house,

and, and... and like... like, scare her.

You know?

I don't know. Give her a fright.

Let her know she better stay away from me and my fam...

[woman] Justin!

[both] Hi, Mrs Slezinger.

[gasps] You look just like your father.

Oh, man! He was such a man, hey?

I promise you, he shtupped me like Seabiscuit.

Bam!

[Mrs Slezinger chortles]

That chick's off her rocker, boy.

[Dovi clears throat]

I don't hear from you for months. You don't phone me on my birthday.

Fucking hell, you don't invite me to Rya's bat mitzvah.

- I didn't think you'd wanna come. - I'm her uncle, for God sakes.

[sighs] Yeah.

You know, Just, I get it. Okay? The golden boy, the black sheep.

But at the end of the day we're still family.

And family...

family is everything.

Yeah.

If I do this for you, Justin,

this shakedown...

I want you to make more time for me in your life.

I want you to invite me to the kids' birthdays.

- Have me over for Shabbat, for God sakes. - Absolutely! Absolutely.

Also, if I do this, you need to realise that you're stepping into a world

that's very different from the one you know, my boy.

Okay? My world, nobody gives a shit about Diamond Points or Prime Status.

Okay, but...

I thought we were just gonna scare her?

Are you sure you wanna do this?

This is her address.

[upbeat opera music playing]

[opera music builds]

[vault lock opens]

- What the fuck? - [music halts abruptly]

Traveller's cheques?

Who still uses fucking traveller's cheques?

Is this a 3310? Do they even make these anymore?

I thought they were supposed to be loaded?

[calling] Aren't these people loaded?

[breathing shakily]

[phone vibrating]

Howzit, boss?

How's the job going?

We just got into the safe, it's not great.

It's just full of '90s stuff, it looks like a museum.

I thought there were supposed to be Krugerrands.

The Lipmans are loaded. You found the dummy safe.

- [Mikey] Fucking dummy safes. - Yoh, blast from the past.

[Dovi] My mom said they're away all week.

So if you need a little more time to find the other safe, then fucking do it.

Doesn't your mom have dementia? Can we even trust her?

Don't go there, Mikey. It's still early stages but she's extremely fucking lucid.

Hi...

Listen, I've got another job for you boys.

[message alert]

[tense music plays]

- [Marika] Never stop bouncing me! - [Justin groans, climaxes]

[Natalie] What's that?

What?

Oh, it's...

Stupid ad.

Babe...

I just, um, I've got some work I've gotta get done.

[lightly] Oh, yeah.

Cool.

I was just, um...

Going to bed.

Night.

[sighs]

- [video sound starts again] - [Marika] Never stop bouncing me!

[Jack Parow "Fok Fokkity Fok" (feat. Dirt Nasty) playing]

[muffled] Have you ever killed a chick before?

Sorry? What?

Have you ever killed a chick before?

Nobody's getting killed, Mikey.

Didn't you hear what the boss said? We are intimidating her.

[tuts] Women don't really find me intimidating.

That's why I got this bad boy.

[wry chuckle]

Yeah, uh... that'll do it.

Why would you bring your gun if we're just gonna talk?

I like to be prepared for any situation.

Why do you think I only wear PUMA’s?

You never know when you've gotta...

run, you know?

[Clinton] Mm-hm, PUMA's.

[Marika] Babe!

Where are you gonna run to?

[Marika excited]

- A down a dream. - [Clinton] A what?

[Mikey] I'm gonna run down a... I'm running down a dream.

[Clinton] With those shoes, yeah.

- [Mikey] That's why they look... - Those colours, looks like you're in a...

- [Mikey] A dream world. Look, see? - Yeah, dream world of running.

[Mikey] Blue for the day sky...

[Marika] Let's go. Woo-hoo!

[Mikey] ...night sky, and the mountains.

I get it. That is... That is kind of nice.

- [ice blocks crackling] - [blows out, shivering]

[phone ringing]

[Dovi] You've gotta stop calling me like this. You're driving me meshuga.

I'll let you know once they've spoken to her.

Okay, yeah. It's getting pretty urgent, Dovi.

[Dovi] What's that sound?

Oh, it's ice.

[Dovi] You drinking, boy?

No, man, it's an ice bath. It increases your lifespan.

Plus, I need 500 points a day to reach Diamond Status by the end of the year.

[Dovi sighs] I have no idea what the fuck you just said.

Enjoy your whiskey, I'll call you after the shakedown.

- Yeah, but Dov... - [phone disconnects]

[vacuum cleaner humming]

[light, playful music plays]

[clicking of keys on laptop]

[light, playful music continues]

[light, playful music builds]

- [music stops] - [vacuum cleaner continues humming]

[Mikey snoring]

Yoh, yoh, yoh! Check, check, check.

- [Mikey] That's her, right? - Yeah, of course. Let's do this.

[tense music plays]

[Clinton] Hey, lady. We have a message for you from Mr D...

[Clinton grunts]

- [keys jangle, clink] - [Mikey gasps]

[Mikey growls]

[Mikey yells] Ow! Fok!

[Mikey] Jesus.

[Mikey] Fokken bitch.

[Mikey groans] Fok.

Mikey?

[calls nervously] Mikey!

[door creaks closed]

- [thumping from above] - [Clinton groans] We just here to talk!

[Clinton yelps painfully]

[Mikey] Clinton?

- [woman grunts, strains] - [fighting sounds continue]

[metal clanking]

[Mikey] Clinton?

[woman shrieks]

- [Clinton] Ow! - Clinton?

[Mikey] Oh, fok!

[Mikey grunts] Poes!

[woman groans]

[Mikey] Eina, fok!

[Clinton] Mikey?

[Clinton] Wait, lady! Wait. No! No.

[Clinton] Wait, wait!

[woman] I can't!

[Clinton screams] Ow!

- [woman grunting, straining] - [Clinton] No, no, no, no! [screams]

[shots fired]

[car alarms sounding]

[Mikey sighs] Ah, fok.

Now, I know what you're thinking, "I'm not fit enough for the Prime Program."

Hey? Am I right? Let me tell you a little story.

- One day, there was this... - [phone buzzing]

Oops, gotta take this, sorry. Client emergency.

What's happening?

[Dovi] You didn't say she's a MMA fighter! She nearly killed my guys.

Clinton's in hospital with a broken back.

- I thought you were just gonna talk? - She didn't want to talk, Justin.

And guess what?

Now she's dead.

- What? - [metered] She is dead.

You're fucking with me.

[Dovi] I made it very clear that this is a dirty world. And guess what, my boy?

Now you've got dirt on your hands.

[sausage squishing]

[dog panting]

[knocking on door]

Yeah, come in, Henko.

[Worsie] So, what you got?

Well, we located the oke that she kicked off the balcony.

He's lying in Somerset Hospital with a broken back.

You know, this wasn't just a robbery, Henko.

This was an attack. Someone is trying to send me a message.

And just seeing her lying there with all the pipes sticking out of her...

is a father's worst nightmare.

She's gonna be okay, sir. She's a fighter.

These medical bills, they're cleaning me out, man.

- Are you on medical aid, Henko? - No, sir.

You should think about it. You're in a dangerous line of work.

Go to the shed and load up everything you can find.

I want you to find out who did this to Cindy.

Copy.

[gun cocks]

[zipper closes]

[Dovi] Guess what? Now she's dead.

[Justin] I thought you were just gonna talk to her.

[Dovi] She's dead...

- [Natalie faintly] Justin. - [Dovi] She's dead...

[Dovi] Now you've got dirt on your hands.

- She's dead... - [Natalie] Justin.

- [Dovi] She is... - [Natalie loudly] Justin!

Hm? What?

I'm in a towel here, babe.

Oh. Yeah.

Sorry, babe. I'm... not in the mood tonight.

Okay?

Why not?

I'm just stressed, you know? Work stuff.

Okay...

Because it's been a while, babe.

Like...

three months a while.

- And you've been acting kind of weird. - Yep.

What?

Sorry. I just...

Promise, babe, we'll... we'll do it soon, okay?

Cool. When?

Or should I call Sam and ask her to schedule it in for us?

Natz, I'm saying my mind's just not on this right now, okay?

You know what?

You mope around the house. You're glued to your phone the whole day.

If I didn't know any better, I'd think you're having an affair.

[whispers] Oh, my God.

You're having an affair, aren't you?

[gasps]

Oh, Jesus. Is it Sam?

Jesus, Natalie! Like I have time in my day to have an affair.

But why would you even think that?

It's... It's work stuff. It's just fucking work stuff.

I'm sorry that I don't... I don't wanna have sex all the time.

- But I'm pretty stressed out right now! - Okay!

Okay.

Okay.

[exhales shakily]

[soft scoff]

[light, playful music plays]

[ka-ching!]

So, your life insurance is currently sitting at this amount over here.

And your wife is half of that.

Why only half?

Well, based on our data, we know that men tend to die before their wives.

Why?

Because we want to.

[exhales]

Are you all right, Justin?

Rabbi...

Can I confide in you?

Of course.

[tearfully] I've done a terrible thing.

I was unfaithful to my wife.

And, I've...

I've got blood on my hands, Rabbi.

It can feel like that when we betray the ones that we love.

[Rabbi] But...

We all make mistakes, Justin.

We're only human, after all. None of us are perfect beings.

You know, in Jewish thought, we talk about the yetzer hara,

and the yetzer hatov...

The good and bad inclinations.

The good makes us feel empathy, makes us reach out to our fellow man.

The bad drives us.

It makes us competitive, keeps us moving forward.

Rather strive to be a whole man than try to be a good man.

But, Rabbi, what I did was a bad thing.

So, you did a bad thing...

Now you get a chance to set it right.

That's what great men do, Justin.

- I'm not a great man! - Of course you are.

No! Rabbi...

My father... My father was a great man.

I mean, he was the real deal, you know? He was like a giant.

I remember as a kid, at this shul, he'd walk in and...

[sighs] everybody would want to shake his hand, and... just be around him.

Man... his name was gold.

[Rabbi] It was Diamond.

Same as yours.

I just feel I've got to do something, you know?

Just... to begin to make things right.

I mean, I know I can't undo what I've done...

But, is there, like a... a repentance thing us Jews can do?

You know, like the... you know, the three Hail Mary's or something?

I'm afraid it's not as easy as that.

But... a small donation to the shul

would go a long way, you know?

Especially if it was for our overdue renovations.

If anybody asks who it's from,

you say, "Aubrey Diamond...

from beyond the grave."

He would be so proud.

[sighs]

[relieved sigh]

[upbeat music starts]

[upbeat music builds]

[whoops loudly]

Hi. A delivery for Mrs Diamond from synthetica s.a.?

[surprised] Oh, God...

Uh... I wasn't expecting this to arrive so soon.

Um, please sign here, ma'am.

Do you know what, on second thought, can you just take it back?

I've... I've changed my mind. I no longer want this, um...

- this purchase. - Ma'am, I'm just a delivery guy.

You take it up with the company.

What's that, Mom?

[lightly] Nothing.

It's just, uh... a new lamp for the bedroom.

[hushed] Can you just bring it inside, please?

[Natalie exhales] Okay.

I think, um, if you could just put it in the end room.

- That'd be great. Thanks. - Okay.

- Cool, Mom. What's that? - It's nothing!

Ezzie, please go make yourself a sandwich.

- You must be starving. - No, I'm not.

[shouts] Just do it!

- In here, please. - [delivery guy] Okay.

[Natalie] Jesus.

- [loud thud] - [delivery guy] Sorry! Sorry.

I'm so sorry about that.

Thank you.

Enjoy it. [chuckles]

Oh, my God.

[light, playful music plays]

[Justin calling from below] Natalie?

- [Justin] Natz? - Shit! Um.

[Justin] Natz?

- [Justin sing-song] Oh, Natalie? - [softly] Shit.

[straining]

- [Justin] Natz? - [Natalie] God!

[whispers] Okay.

[Justin loudly] Natalie?

[whispers] Oh, my God!

Shit! Oh, my God. Oh...

- [Justin] Natz? - Hey!

- Natalie. - [upbeat] Hi!

- Wow, you're so wet. Why? - I swam in my clothes.

It doesn't matter.

Natalie...

I'm sorry that I've been so distant.

Okay?

- But that's all over now. - Okay.

- I'm 100% here. Hundred and fif... - Okay.

- Dad's acting really weird. - Oh, my God.

When did my little girl grow up so fast?

- Hey? - Told you.

And Ezra, you're such a beautiful boy, you know that?

You know what, guys. Let's leave the spare room.

Don't you think time's just gone by so fast. Hey?

I think we need to... I don't know, I feel like we gotta do stuff together.

And from now on, no more distractions.

Yeah. We're going to look at each other in the eyes when we have dinner. Okay?

[whoops loudly] I'm amped, guys! Team Diamond!

[rugby commentary on TV]

[Clinton] Hey! What the fuck is this? Rugby, or what?

[rugby commentary continues]

Come on! Kitshoff!

[Clinton] Moer him! Take the... Yeah, yeah! Pass the ball now!

Mr Fredericks. How are we doing today?

[sighs] Pretty kak, doc.

Springboks can't play rugby for kak, man.

Perhaps I can help you with that.

[loud crack]

What the fuck, doc? I think you just broke my foot.

Who sent you to kill Worsie Ferreira's daughter?

Worsie Ferreira?

Oh, fuck.

[bone crunching]

Hey! Hey! No, man.

You breaking... you breaking all my bones, bru.

Who sent you to kill Cindy?

Cindy? No, no! We weren't meant to kill her, just, um, intimidate her.

But, hey, she fucked us up. So... so my partner, he shot her.

- Your partner? Who's your partner? - Hm?

- Who's your fucking partner? - Um...

[loud thud]

Ah, no, man. No. Now you're breaking my knees, bru.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

I'm paralysed.

- What the fuck is wrong with you? - Who's your partner?

[stammers] He's this lightie called Mikey.

But he's an idiot! It wasn't his idea.

Whose idea was it?

[metered] Whose idea was it?

[panting]

[watch chimes]

[message alert]

- Ah, Jesus. - [Dovi] Jus, give me a call,

we need to talk.

I'm not sticking around. I'm moving on, so...

Tell me what you wanna tell me, let's be done.

Let's be done?

My main oke, Clinton, is in hospital paralysed from the neck down.

He may never walk again.

- Your boys killed someone in the process. - They saved your ass.

This chick was a fucking ninja.

I mean, check Mikey. Look at him! Check at him fucking limping.

- [Dovi] Howzit, boy? - [Mikey sighs]

[Dovi] Yeah.

I asked for her phone. I didn't ask you to rob the chick, Mikey.

[hushed] Yeah, but after the Lipman job,

I thought you'd appreciate the score.

Oh, my God.

You're the Blue Beanie gang.

Hey... I may be robbing the community behind their backs,

- but you're robbing them to their faces. - [laughs loudly]

[Justin] Oh, wow! Wow, that's incredible.

My own asshole brother.

Does Mom know about this?

Yeah, yeah...

She knits the fucking beanies. Of course she doesn't know!

- And I'm warning you. Keep it that way. - [watch chimes]

- [Justin sniffs] - [watch pinging]

- [pinging accelerates] - What are you doing?

- Nothing, man. - [watch chimes]

Right, your chick's phone. Okay?

There's probably some incriminating texts on here, right? Huh? Huh?

This is what I'm trying to do, tie up some loose ends.

- Thank you, would be nice. - Thank you.

[tense music plays]

- Oh, my fuck! - What?

- That's not her phone. - Of course it's her phone.

I got it out of her handbag after she kicked the fokken shit out of me.

She was coming at me with, like, a stick, like a fokken ninja turtle.

Like spinning, flipping things.

It was, like, crazy. Kicked me out the door.

I landed, and then as I look up...

- Oh, my God! - She's coming right at me.

- What the fuck's going on? - It's not her phone.

You killed the wrong fucking woman!

- [Justin] Holy shit. - [Dovi] Fuck this shit.

Fuck it.

Fuck, man!

How could you get this wrong?

I told you, 12 Ronald Crescent.

Twelve?

We were at 21.

What? You said 21.

Oh, Dovi... You mixed up the numbers, you mor...

This means Marika's still alive! Fuck. She's gonna post that video tomorrow.

Who did I shoot then? Fok.

[softly] Oh, fuck.

Listen, boy, why don't you just give her the bucks?

You've got the money, right?

[Justin groans]

I gave it to the rabbi.

Why the fuck did you give it to that gambling piece of shit?

- Who's the fucking rabbi? - Horowitz.

He's not a gambler, Dovi.

- He's a rabbi of the Sea Point community. - I've seen him at the bookies, Justin.

It's fine, it's fine, it's fine. I'll just...

I'll just go there, ask for it back.

- I'm coming with you. - Absolutely not.

I'm coming. Okay! I got you into this mess, I'm gonna get you out.

Is that a bulletproof vest?

Yeah, bru, you've gotta keep it locked and loaded. Hm?

Never leave home without it.

That's it. Shot, bru. Jesus, this thing stinks, boet.

[Mikey] It's not that bad, man. When you get back, I'll throw it in the wash.

But I still don't understand why you have to come with me?

- That oke jooked you, I'm telling you. - How did he jook me?

- He's the pillar of the community. - A pillar of bullshit.

You've always had an issue with this guy.

[Dovi] I don't always have an issue, I've seen him.

The racecourse has the issue.

Just because you saw some dude with a beard doesn't mean it's him.

It's him, bru. I'm telling you now.

[tense music plays]

- Stay in the car. - [Dovi] No, I'm coming.

Stay in the fucking car.

All right...

[boy singing prayers]

Hey, Rabbi, sorry to disturb.

Sorry. Um, I was just wondering if I could have a quick word?

Justin, it's so good to see you.

Benjamin, this is Justin Diamond, one of our big donors to the shul.

- [Benjamin] Hello. - Hey.

Benjamin, keep going with that section, I'll be back in a minute.

Oh, okay. Okay.

How can I help you today, Justin?

[Benjamin continues singing]

Actually, it's a... It's a bit of an awkward one, Rabbi.

I'm gonna need that money back.

Well, thank you once again, Justin, for that extremely generous donation,

but I'm afraid I've already given the money to the contractor.

Barry Munitz.

Painting starts next week.

Right. But, um... You see, I made a huge mistake, Rabbi.

Turns out the money's not even mine to give.

So, you know... I don't know. Can you explain that to him?

- You know? - [stammers] Ooh, it's...

It's gonna be difficult at this stage, Justin, you know?

I mean, we've already signed the contract.

I don't mean to be pushy, Rabbi,

but I really need that money by tomorrow, midday.

Justin, you know, when you make a donation,

you're not actually supposed to ask for it back, you know?

I mean, what would your father say about this?

I need the money, Rabbi.

[stammers]

Let me give Roger a call. We'll see what he has to say about that.

Wasn't the guy's name Barry?

Barry, yes.

- I'll give him a call. - Right.

- Excuse me. - Sure.

Justin Diamond. You're hilarious, boy.

[Dovi laughs]

You're driving a rental.

No. It was a rental before I bought it.

No, boy. This is a rental. You can smell it.

This is too good!

[Justin exhales] Fuck.

I don't see a bag of money?

He said he gave it to the contractor, but... I don't know.

I think the rabbi just lied to me.

[Justin] Hey? No, hey... What are you... Dovi!

No, no, Dovi! Come on. Dovi! Just think about what you're doing.

- Listen, he's a rabbi of the community! - He's a degenerate, that's what he is.

[Benjamin singing]

I'm telling you, I don't have it.

Bullshit. I'm gonna need that money back from you, Rabbi.

I swear to you, I have given it to the contractor.

It sounds like bubameise to me.

- Dovi, please, I have a weak heart. - Come on, Rabbi.

- Don't make me do this... - Dovi! Dovi, Jesus.

Oh... Okay.

I placed it on a bet.

- The truth will set you free. - You placed it on a bet?

- Uh... - What did I tell you, boy?

[Benjamin] Rabbi, are you okay?

Get outta here. Men are talking.

[cracks] I am a man!

- [shouts] Get out! - [Benjamin squeals]

What about all the yetzer hatov and hara stuff?

I've learnt to accept that horse racing is a disease of the blood, Justin.

- I'm not proud of it. - [Justin] Rabbi...

You bet a million rand on the horses.

Oh, no, no. Only half of that. The other half really is with the contractors.

Oh, only half of it, hey?

And when's the race?

Three o'clock.

Today.

[Dovi] Oh, yeah. The masterful disguise, hey?

Yeah, so the two okes have just come out and now they've picked up a rabbi.

A rabbi?

This is deeper than we thought, Henko. Don't lose them.

Copy.

[tyres screeching]

[engine starts]

[Dovi] Right, who did you bet on, Rabbi?

[Rabbi] I put 480 on Slew o’ Gold, and 18k on the Kosher Kid.

[Dovi chuckles] Kosher Kid? Of course you did.

- Rog! Howzit? - Dovi D! What you betting today?

No, we're here to stop a bet.

You've been given stolen money and you know that's illegal.

Is that right?

- Tell him, Rabbi. - Rabbi Horowitz. Shalom.

We need to retract the bet, please.

You know how this works, I can't cancel an hour before the race.

It's in the system.

Okay, okay. What are the odds on Slew o’ Gold?

- Three to one. - [Dovi] And the Kosher Kid?

[Roger] The Kosher Kid...

[Roger chuckles] That's 55 to one, boy.

What? Why'd you bet so much on a losing horse?

He's a member of the community. I always put 18k on him.

Putting money on a donkey isn't a mitzvah, Rabbi.

- Okay, who are the top contenders? - Dragonfly and Sparkling Water.

- Great jockey on Dragonfly. Johan Fourie. - Johan Fourie?

Ah, he's one of my clients. He just had a baby.

Oy! Mazel tov.

I've got an idea.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Rabbi.

Go talk to Fourie, tell him not to race.

That's your idea?

Convince him. It'll increase our odds.

Oh, yeah. Sure, sure. Buy him a fucking cake. How am I supposed to do that? Dovi?

Bru, if you can convince people to buy your bullshit policies,

you can convince him not to race.

You are an excellent salesman, Justin.

I'll go talk to the jockey of Sparkling Water. Twist his arm.

So to speak.

- [Rabbi] What should I do? - [Dovi] Hang tight!

[Dovi] And no more fucking bets! Pardon the cursing.

[tense music plays]

[horse neighing]

Anyone know where Vincent Kumar is? The jockey of Sparkling Water?

Johan?

Ah. [chuckles]

Thank God I caught you.

- Justin, what are you doing here? - I came as soon as I saw you're racing.

Johan, I cannot let you go out there today. Sorry.

- Excuse me? - When I saw your name on the listing,

I realised we never increased your life policy when the baby was born.

- Is that something we should've done? - Is that something we...

You have three beautiful children

- and a lovely wife, Danika. - Thanks.

Let's say you get hit by a bus or even worse, fall off your horse.

Now your current life cover wouldn't meet your monthly bond payments.

Your family would be forced out of their home.

Yeah, I mean, you wouldn't want that?

Isn't that what my dread and disease cover is for?

Yeah, no, absolutely. Exactly.

Which we haven't increased either.

Look, I appreciate the concern but can we set up a time next week, chat through it?

No, let's have it now.

Johan!

[breathing rhythmically]

Vincent?

- Who wants to know? - Oh, just a massive fan.

Dovi Diamond. I'm a businessman with a passion for the sport.

What you offering, Dovi?

I got sponsors queuing out the door to get their labels on me.

That's shweet, my bru. Hey?

[Vincent grunts]

Listen...

I can't let you go out there today.

[scoffs]

[Vincent grunts]

My boetie, he's put a lot of money on Slew o’ Gold...

and I need to make sure that horse wins. Okay?

[Vincent scoffs]

Well, there's a lot of money riding on me and Sparkling Water,

so I guess it all comes down to the race.

Is that so, hey?

[Vincent shouts, groans]

[Vincent] Fuck!

- Are you gonna ride? Are you?! - What the fuck!

- Are you gonna ride? - Get off me!

- Answer me, Vincent! - Okay! I won't race!

- Right! - [Vincent breathing shakily]

Okay, thank you.

- But I'm afraid, boy... - [Vincent] Huh?

I don't believe you.

- [bones cracking] - [Vincent screams]

Johan, as your broker, I can't let you go out there.

- You made your point, but I've gotta go. - What? Hey...

- [metal clanks] - [Johan grunts]

[Justin] Hm.

Um... Somebody help. Jockey down. Jockey down!

Afternoon, Rabbi.

[stammers] Afternoon.

[Rabbi groans, yelps]

Who has beef with Worsie Ferreira?

- Who? Rabbi? - [groaning]

Rabbi?

Rabbi?

[Rabbi straining] My heart.

[Rabbi groaning painfully]

- [Dovi] How did it go? - Yeah. I got into his head.

- You? - I broke his hands.

[commentator] Shock news from the paddock, folks.

Last-minute replacement jockeys on Dragonfly and Slew o’ Gold,

opening this race up for all kinds of possibilities.

- Shame. Wonder what happened? - Good to hear.

[commentator] The contenders are lined up at the starting gate...

And away they go and racing from the 1400-metre mark.

Come on, Slew o’ Gold.

[commentator] ...but it's Slew o’ Gold breaking away...

- Come, on. Run, man! - Run, you fuck!

[commentary continues]

- [both shout] - Why'd you pull it back?

- Come on! Swing out! - Come on, man! Come, on!

[commentator] ...the 200-metre mark, this is gonna be a huge upset for the punters!

- Oh, come on! - No, no, no!

- [commentator] It's the Kosher Kid. - [both] What?

[commentator] Only 100 metres to go... Kosher Kid! The winner!

But that's impossible!

- What are the odds on Kosher Kid? - Fifty-five to one.

- What's 18k times 55? - Oh, my God.

- One million rand. - [Justin] Thank you, God.

Thanks for your business, Rog.

- What happened to Rabbi Horowitz? - I don't know.

[Justin] Oof! [chuckles]

[Rabbi groaning]

[rubbery thud]

[Natalie] Adios, Banderas.

[Natalie straining]

Okay.

[rubbery thud]

[Natalie straining]

[strenuous groan]

[light, playful music playing]

[money counter whirring]

A million bucks, boy.

Hey, you got all these here?

[gentle music plays]

He was younger than I am now when he died.

A heart attack at 45.

That's just bad luck.

That's because they weren't checking cholesterol twice a year back then.

Today he would have been on statins. Lived a long life.

[Dovi] Mm.

When last did you check yours?

- I don't know. - Jesus, Dovi.

You could be a walking heart attack right now.

You gotta check it at least once a year.

He loved you.

And you.

I wasn't cut from the same cloth as the old geezer.

You, on the other hand...

He would be proud of you.

We all are.

Those aren't supposed to be in there.

You know, they should never have arrested you when you crashed that car, Dov.

You were just a kid.

Yeah, that was an expensive sports car, boy.

I would've pressed charges too if some little shit had crashed it.

- Jesus, that was a party. - [Dovi chuckles]

- Fucking hell, we were wasted. - [Dovi] You were the most wasted.

Dad had just died, you were really going for it.

I think I drank a whole bottle of tequila that night.

[Dovi chuckles]

[Justin] I remember running outside and you were in the driver's seat.

Jeez, and that car was totalled, hey?

[gate buzzing]

[Dovi] Who the fuck is this?

[tense music plays]

- [Henko] Howzit, sir. - [Dovi] What you want?

[Henko] Home Security from behind here. An oke escaped and climbed in through

- [Henko] your warehouse. I can see... - [Dovi] What?

- [Dovi] What the fuck? - [Henko] Shut up, okay?

[Henko inaudible]

[tense music builds]

Now, which one of you boys is Dovi Diamond?

What? You don't recognise me?

- [Justin] Whoa! - [Dovi] Fuck!

Howzit? I'm Justin Diamond, wellness and medical aid broker...

Shut up... I didn't ask for your fucking life story. Okay?

Now, one of you better explain to me, politely,

why you're after Worsie Ferreira's daughter.

Worsie Ferreira?

- Are you fucking kidding me? - Who's Worsie Ferreira?

This oke's boere mafia. He's fucking deeper than Stellies.

- [Justin] Whoa! Jesus. - Fuck, man! Will you stop doing that?!

- Why did you attack Cindy? - It was a misunderstanding, okay?

We tried to intimidate my boet's girlfriend.

- No, well, not my girlfriend. - My guys got the address wrong.

- Tell Worsie, we're sorry. - Yeah, I mean we didn't mean to kill her.

- Ow, fuck! - Will you stop doing that, please.

You fucking fucks fucked with a powerful man's daughter.

Obviously that means you trying to send him a message, right?

Why don't you give me that message,

before I really start fucking hurting you?

Okay. Okay... We've got a message for Worsie, yeah.

What... We do?

Yeah. It's in the top drawer there in a... in an envelope.

- You've got an actual message for him? - Yeah.

- What, like on a paper? - [Dovi] Yeah, from my boss.

Just in case, you know, Worsie's people arrived.

What, like, handwriting or typed?

Why don't we just let them talk on the phone?

Our boss likes to transact in writing, Justin. You know this.

No, no, no...

Okay, show me.

- Okay. - [Henko] Yeah. Okay.

Over here.

[Henko] Hey!

[Henko] Up!

Up hands.

Yeah.

Where's it?

- The top drawer, in the back. - Here?

The brown envelope.

[Justin mouths]

- [mouthing] - [Henko] In here?

[Dovi] Yeah, yeah... at the back.

This?

Yeah, yeah.

Is there anthrax in here?

[Dovi] Just open the envelope, there's a message.

I'm gonna put my mouth on here. If I taste anything, you're fucking gone.

Go, boy!

[blade slicing]

[both screaming]

[both grunting]

[Henko] Fuck you! Lying son of a bitch!

[Dovi] You're a son of a bitch!

[tense music builds]

Fuck!

[Henko] What now, huh?

[Justin shouts] Freeze!

[gun cocks]

Put the gun down, sunshine.

Don't put the gun down, Justin.

Don't push me, man. I'm dangerous.

Do you even know how that thing works? Huh?

- You don't have it in you. - Oh, don't I? Don't I?

Well, how do you like it when I do that...

- [shot fires, casing clinks] - [loud thud]

[gun clanks]

[high-pitched squeal]

Very classy, boy.

[Dovi] What the f...

[Dovi chuckles]

This oke's a real joker.

Jesus, Dovi. I just killed a man.

Yeah...

The first kill is always a hard one.

Okay, let's get to work with this...

Whoa, whoa! Dovi, what the fuck are you doing?

I'm cutting up the body, Justin.

You can't just chop him up right here in your office, Dovi.

I put down a drop sheet.

We gotta call the cops to sort this out.

You shot the guy in the face, boy.

Okay, that's gonna be a tough one to explain.

It'll be as easy as cutting up a chicken. Eight pieces.

No, no, fuck it, Dovi! Please, please.

- Fuck sakes. - There's gotta be another way.

Something less... fucking hectic than this!

We could bury him?

But digging a hole's a real schlep, boy.

It's fine, it's fine! Absolutely fine. Fine. I'll do it, I'll dig.

Just... not like this, man.

[sighs heavily]

Actually...

there is another way.

[Justin] He's got no fucking brains, but his head's so fucking heavy.

- [Dovi] Bru, I need to take a break. - No, no, keep it moving. Keep it moving.

[Dovi straining]

Okay, okay. Here we go. Here we go.

Since when do you own a boat?

Since I won it off Donkey Smit with a royal flush.

Does Mom know about this?

Yeah, of course. I've taken her out, she loves the sea air.

No, I mean, does Mom know you spelt her name wrong?

Did I?

Right. This should be far enough. Harbour Master won't find us here.

Fucking oke busts my balls, hey.

Ah! That should do. We must take that plastic off.

Don't want the bubbles to bring him back to the surface.

Shit.

- What? - I forgot the bricks.

I haven't done a body drop for such a long time.

Put that around his ankles. We'll just have to improvise.

[Dovi] Um... ah! There you go, we'll tie him to the anchor.

[Dovi] Righto.

Make a solid knot there, hey. Give me the other end, boy.

Right over left and left over right. Reef knot.

Okay. Let's get this fucker out of here.

[both straining, groaning]

[Dovi] Okay. One, two, three!

[Dovi] I think I'm gonna get a hernia.

Rest in peace, you scary ginger fuck.

[large splash]

[Henko growls]

[Dovi] Shit!

- [Justin shouts] - [Henko straining]

- Let him go, you fuck! - [Henko] Fuck you!

Jus, let go of the fucking bag!

Let go of the bag, boet!

- [Justin rasping] I can't. - [Dovi] Let go of the bag, man!

[Henko shouts]

[Dovi] I've got you, boy.

[Justin gasping, coughing]

[Dovi] Fuck this oke.

[gun cocks, shots fired]

[chuckles] Holy shit, the oke must've had a skull graze.

- Oh, my God, the money. I need the money. - The money's gone.

- Justin! The money is gone. - I've been doing ice baths for years.

My body can withstand these temperatures. Don't worry, I can do this.

[Dovi resigned] Okay.

[loud splash]

Oh, my God, it's fucking freezing! Jesus! Fuck! Get me outta here.

[sighs]

Sorry about the money, boy.

And your neck, too.

You should probably see a doctor about that.

We'll make a plan, Just.

- We'll figure it out. - Yeah.

Okay, boy. [grunts]

[gentle music plays]

[sighs]

[hushed] Natz?

[whispers] Hey.

- What are you doing in there? - Nothing.

Jesus, what happened to you?

Came off my mountain bike. [scoffs] That's it.

You look a little... flustered.

Were you doing yoga in there or something?

Um...

Yes, I was.

- Oh. - You didn't tell me you were riding.

It was a last-minute cycle thing in Tokai.

Yeah, with, um...

with Gary. Gary was there.

Oh?

Okay. Well, I'm gonna go to bed.

- Did you get a haircut or something? - No.

[light music plays]

Facial? [slight chuckle]

[lightly] No?

No... something's different.

I mean, you look, um...

You look great.

You look, uh... you look really great.

[Natalie tuts]

Not really in the mood.

Goodnight.

[lifeguard] No, dude, let me tell you, this chick was fucking smoking, man.

- [person over radio] Did you bang her? - [lifeguard] I mean, I tried.

[person over radio] Call and ask if she has friends. Bring her to Jordan's party.

He bought, like, 12 kegs of beer and he's got a big jumping castle,

- and gummies... - Hang on. I'll call you back.

[lifeguard panting]

[panicked] Oh!

Oh, shit. Shit...

Four, five, six, seven, eight...

[flair gun whooshes]

[screams painfully]

[painful screaming continues]

[lifeguard crying] Ow, fuck!

Where'd you park the scooter?

[screaming continues]

Just tell me the colour, man.

[lifeguard crying] Ow!

[Henko] Oh, fuck you.

[lifeguard hyperventilating]

[lifeguard screams] Fuck!

[phone vibrating]

[Justin] What?

[Dovi] Jus, I've been giving it some thought, boy.

There's a way we can do this which is totally legal.

No more dodgy shit. I'm sending you an address. Meet me there in an hour, okay?

Or don't, and let that chick post that video and ruin your life.

A tough situation you got yourself into.

- Have you tried killing her? - [Justin] No, man.

- I thought we doing this the legal way. - We are, we are! He's just joking, boy.

Roland Duiker. The best lawyer in the country.

Listen...

Fact of the matter is this. Extortion is an illegal act, all right?

Now, if we can prove that this is what this chick is doing to you,

wham-bam boogie... We file a restraining order against her.

Okay? Yeah, that sounds promising.

Tell me something, Justin. Have you got any text messages, recorded conversations

that we can use to prove that she's been doing this?

Well, there's a... there's a video.

What kind of video?

[Justin] Mm...

[Marika moaning on tablet]

I've never done it on a Pilates ball before, boy.

Hey? Looks like it gives you some thrust?

Shut up, Dovi.

Hey, Justin. This is good. Very good. This is exactly what we need.

Now, what we do is we take those text messages that she's been sending you,

together with this, we file a restraining order against her.

If she leaks anything, my friends, she goes bouncing off to jail.

- It's simple as that. - Really?

- Great. - [moaning continues]

This is very good...

[tuts] Very good.

If you don't think I'll go through with this, then you're wrong,

I've got what it takes.

That sex video that you made of us

is proof that you're trying to extort me,

which is illegal.

So, either you do exactly what I say or you're going to prison, Marika.

Do you understand?

[Marika crying] I don't want to go to jail, Justin.

I'll die in jail. Do you want me to die?

[Marika sobbing]

I was just... I was just so cross, you know, and I didn't want to lose you.

I need you to delete that video off your phone, your laptop,

off all your tech. Right now.

I can't, Justin. It's in the Cloud. You can't delete anything from the Cloud.

Yeah. No, you can. Pass me your phone.

My parents were so excited to meet you.

[blubbering] And I... And I just...

I told them... I told them I was in love with you.

I'm fucking in love with you, Justin!

[sobbing]

- No, come... Okay, okay. - Please.

It's okay. It's best for both of us.

[Justin] Now, now. There, there.

Ooh, ooh. No, no, no... Marika... Marika. No, no. Marika.

No, no... Enough!

[phone keys clicking]

I'm not fucking losing you.

I'm not fucking losing you!

What are you doing? Marika, just get off, man.

Ow! Ow! No, no. Fuck, fuck! No...

You drawing blood, Marika. You're drawing blood.

[client] Marika? Uh...

[client] I, um... I didn't realise you had a client.

No, we just finished.

Yeah. Um... Thank you, Marika, for that session.

Um, I've deleted my appointment from your calendar.

So if you could delete all my appointments from your calendar,

that'd be great.

Yes. Absolutely.

- I will see you next Tues... - When you see me!

- Don't tell me she bit you? - She bit me.

Wow. [chuckles]

- You really caught a crazy there, boy. - Jesus.

But... she agreed?

- [chuckles] - [Justin relieved sigh]

But, you, um...

you really had my back, Dovi.

- Don't get all soft on me now, boy. - No, I'm not. It's just...

Oh, shit. I'm gonna be late for my preso.

[Dovi] Yep, yep.

[tense music plays]

[Justin] Now, I know what you're thinking,

"I'm not fit enough for the Prime Program, I'll never reach Gold Status."

Let me tell you, nine years ago I was exactly where you are now.

And you know what? I didn't reach Gold Status. I reached Diamond Status.

And I've been Diamond Status every year since.

First things first, get yourself a smartwatch.

This is a Garmin fenix 7X.

It's an absolute beast. But any old smartwatch will do.

And when your watch tells you to move,

you move.

[Marika moaning on projector]

[audience murmuring]

[phone cameras clicking]

[Justin] Sorry...

[Marika on projector] Never stop bouncing me!

[voice message] Justin, it's Sam. What the hell's going on?

The phones are going crazy.

All your clients are pulling their portfolios because of some viral video.

Call me when you get this.

[tyres screeching]

[Justin calling] Natalie!

Natz?

Natz?

- Nat? - [Natalie] Oh, shit.

Natalie?

[door cracking]

- Natz? - [shouts] Stop it, I'm in here!

What's going on?

Why are you breaking down the door?

Is that Antonio Banderas?

Are you fucking this thing?

- What if I am? - [scoffs] Okay.

Okay...

Why?

Because, Justin! Him and I have intimacy.

Okay? Which is something you and I haven't had in a long time.

I know.

- I've been neglectful of you and... - [phone vibrating]

- I want that to change, Natalie. - [message alerts]

I don't wanna keep you at arm's length, I've got so much to tell you.

- Why's my phone going mad? - No, no, Natalie.

No, no. Don't look at the phone. Don't... Look at me, Natalie. Natalie...

- What the fuck am I looking at? - [moaning]

I can explain almost everything.

[metered] Oh, my God.

[softly] Natalie...

- I fucking knew it. - I can explain.

You need to get out of this house, right now.

- No, let's talk about it. - Get the fuck out.

Okay, you need to calm down. Don't kick me...

- What about the kids? - Go!

[Justin] Ow!

[muffled] Oh, my God.

[Marika on phone] ...stop bouncing me!

Jus? What the hell did you just do, boy?

You showed your bouncy video to a packed auditorium.

Why?

Ah, shit, boy. You just fucked it all up.

We can get on top of this. We'll speak to my Russian friend, Yuri.

He can hack into the WhatsApp server, take the video down with a virus.

It will cost a couple of grand, but, you know, in the meantime,

you just deny, deny, deny.

You'll say it's AI or some shit.

I mean, you've seen that video with Will Smith and the spaghetti.

They can do anything these days.

It's not you in the video. Fake news, my bru.

Shut up, Dovi. You stupid fuck.

Do you not get it, huh? Do you not get this?

This is on you.

I asked you a simple, simple favour. It was so simple.

You just talk to her and you scare her.

But no, you hand it over to some other fucking idiots.

And not only do you get the address wrong,

you killed an innocent woman, Dovi.

- I'm sorry... - The fuck you're sorry.

I never want to see you again.

No wonder Dad hated you, hey?

[engine starts]

[gun cocks]

[shots fired]

The other brother... Take me to him.

- [Justin] Hey... - Justin!

- Just in time for tea. - [Justin] Mm-hm.

[giggles]

- Cheesecake? - Yeah, sure.

[Hazel] Mm!

I am so looking forward to Rya's bat mitzvah.

Look, Mom...

There's something I need to tell you before you hear from someone else.

I, um...

I cheated on Natalie.

- Hey? - And, um...

There's a really embarrassing video going around, so I'm sorry if you see that.

Oh, Justin.

First you crash a car at that house party and now you do this?

No, Mom, you're confused. [sniffs]

I didn't crash the car, Dovi crashed the car.

[Hazel] No, Justin.

It was you.

[siren wailing]

[Hazel] Dovi pulled you out of the crash.

And he got in the front seat.

He took the blame for you.

[Justin] Why would he do that?

Because he was the black sheep and you were the golden boy.

But he was arrested for that, Mom.

He went to jail.

His life's never been the same since then.

Jesus. I failed Dad. I destroyed the family's name.

Oh, you think your father was a hero?

[scoffs] Believe me, he had his flaws.

Including a string of affairs that everyone knew about.

Including that bitch, Slezinger.

Justin, I want to tell you something.

Your father died 25 years ago.

You don't have to live your life for him.

You've already made the Diamond name proud.

[car brakes squeaking]

[engine off]

- [Henko] Give me that. - Dude. It's kinda my signature beanie.

- I'm part of this crew called the Bl... - You always talk so much?

When I get a bit nervous and anxious, I tend to, like...

Shut the fuck up.

[tense music plays]

[Justin] Dovi?

Dovi! Dovi! Hey, hey, hey...

Dovi, what the fuck happened? Dovi, man!

- [shouts] Dovi! Wake up! Jesus. - [groans loudly]

[Dovi groans]

Jesus, bro.

Why didn't you tell me, man? Why didn't you tell me you took

- the hit for the accident? - So, Mom told you?

Yeah, Mom told me.

You didn't have to do that, man.

Hey? Why would you do that?

[groans softly]

You're my brother. [chuckles]

- Come here. - [groans painfully]

- Jesus - [exhales, chuckles]

How are you still alive?

Locked and loaded, boy. Never leave home without it.

- Does it hurt when I do that? - Ow! Fuck off!

You fuck. [groans]

- Oh, man. - Oh, shit. We gotta get moving.

Bru, that cunt is still alive and he's heading to your house.

What?!

[Amy] Babe, I just heard about Justin. Fuck that girl and her Pilates ball.

- Fuck him, too. - Fuck him.

You're twice the man he'll ever be.

What the...

- [shot fired] - [Natalie high-pitched scream]

- Fuck, yes. - [screaming continues]

Worsie...

- Justice has been served. - [Worsie] Good job. Now come home.

Copy.

[tyres screeching]

Justin. Your car, bru.

- It's a rental. - I fucking knew it.

What the fuck?

Where's this oke?

[Henko] Howzit!

[machine gun firing]

Now you boys are gonna kak!

- [rapid shots] - [glass shatters]

- Dovi, he's got a fucking machine gun! - It's an Uzi. Israeli technology.

[shots fired]

- Yes, please. Is that the police? - [shots firing]

Yes, there's an intruder in our house. It's the Blue Beanie gang.

- I'm going long, boy. Distract him. - What?

[pot clanks]

[Henko] What the fuck was that?

A distraction?

- [Dovi shouts] - [shots fired]

[Henko laughs]

- [Justin] Dovi! - [Dovi groans painfully]

- [Henko] Huh! Huh! - [Dovi] Oh, fuck.

Yeah. You're a real fucking poes, huh?!

What is this? Hm?

This is gonna fucking hurt.

- [pot clanks] - Jesus, you okes really need to work...

Leave my brother the fuck alone!

[watch pings, chimes]

[laughs happily]

- [knife slices] - [Justin squeals]

[Henko] Fucking "is it"?

[Henko] Huh?

Not so shiny now, you Diamond poes!

You fucked with the wrong people, Justin.

[Justin groans painfully]

It's time to say goodnight, my sweet boy.

[Henko] Huh?

- [loud thud] - [Henko groaning]

[Henko] What the fuck is this thing?

Dovi?

Oh, Dovi! Dovi, come on.

Why are you always getting shot, my boy?

Dovster?

Hey?

- Come on, Dovi. - [Natalie] Justin?

Howzit, babe? There's... there's a lot of blood.

[sirens wailing]

What the fuck?

[heart monitor machine beeping]

[Justin] Hm.

Ow.

Dovi?

Is he dead?

No, he's fine. He just doesn't have medical aid so...

they put him in a communal ward.

[Justin chuckles]

I know I fucked up, Natz.

So does the whole of Cape Town.

I'm sorry, Natz.

I'm so sorry.

I don't want to lose you.

I don't... I don't want to lose the kids.

Look, when...

Banderas got shot in the head, there was this moment where I thought...

it could have been you.

And I just felt so...

[tuts]

Empty. You know?

All of a sudden, I wouldn't have anything to live for.

Natz.

No, I mean it in a negative way, Justin.

Like...

my entire adult life has revolved around you and Team Diamond,

which is basically just another way of saying Team Justin. Let's face it.

I'm resigning.

I'm off the team.

How long are you...

you off the team for?

[Natalie] I don't know.

[location tracker jingles]

[muffled sounds]

[Mikey, muffled] Fuck you, you poes.

After months of multiple break-ins, we are happy to announce

that the leader of the Blue Beanie gang has been apprehended and killed.

Henko Vermaak's terror of the Fresnaye neighbourhood

was put to an end in a robbery gone wrong

by local hero, Justin Diamond.

- Can you tell us exactly what happened? - I got home and I found him in my house.

And he was trying to hurt my wife, Natalie.

And I pushed him over. I managed to climb on top of him,

and, um, then he stabbed me.

[scoffs] Yeah. And, uh...

Well, luckily, Dovi was there to save us.

Dovi? Who is that?

Dovi Diamond. My brother.

Yeah. He's the real hero here.

I'm Cathy Winkler, reporting live from Meadow Hill...

[insurance suit] Mr Diamond, I'm glad I caught you.

I mean, you were famous before all of these shenanigans.

I mean, ten years Diamond Status. Wow!

But now you are kind of a local hero.

I'm glad you got your whole family around for this,

because this is one hell of a big moment.

- You ready? - [Justin] Yeah.

[insurance suit] Ten years, Diamond Status. Wow!

I've only seen three of these in my lifetime.

You are part of a very select group. Fewer men have walked on the moon.

With this award, you'll be entitled to a lifetime of discounts of up to 35%

off all flights, hotels and groceries at selected Bloom Health vendors.

- Mind if I take a selfie? - Go ahead.

Okay. Can you get your kids out of the way? Get out. Sorry.

Look straight here. What a story.

My name's Justin Diamond.

And you know what gets me up first thing every morning?

It's my family.

- Bye, guys. - [both] Bye.

[Justin] And even though things aren't what I thought they'd be,

maybe an imperfect life is actually...

a perfect one.

Look, I'm not gonna sit here and tell you to chase points

because that shit will drive you crazy.

[Dovi] I can't. I'm turning around.

[Justin] All you need is a basic hospital plan and some savings.

Because at the end of the day,

it's really your family that's most important.

So that's where you should be spending your money and your time.

Thank you for your honesty.

I want you to invest all of this in your best policies.

It's for my family.

[upbeat music plays]