[dramatic music playing]
[Nandi] So, are we really just gonna run?
[in Zulu] What about Zinhle? [in English] I can't just…
I can't leave her.
[Jacob] She will always know where we are.
She can come see you whenever she's ready.
[Nandi sighs]
[Jacob] We will have to get your passport first.
So, grab your passport and get out.
Would you look at that.
-Shit. Shit. -Keep it cool. Keep it cool.
[Thuso] Get out the car.
I said get out of the car.
[Nandi] I just wish I could remember…
[in Zulu] …everything that happened that night.
[in English] Going away will help.
Yeah?
Yeah.
[tender music playing]
To think I almost gave up on us.
[both chuckle]
[Jacob] I can't lose you again. It broke me.
I'll do anything to make sure you don't go back to that prison.
[tense music playing]
-Let's go. Let's go. -[Nandi] Drive.
-Hey! -Ma!
Go! Go, go, go!
-[Thuso] Get in the car! Get in the car! -Oh shit!
-[engine revs] -[tires screech]
[sirens wailing]
Okay. Shit, shit, shit, shit.
-[sirens wailing] -[suspenseful music playing]
[horn blaring]
-Shit. -Let's go faster. Shit.
Faster! You need to move faster. They're getting away.
-[horn honks] -[tires screech]
Yeah, let's go. Let's go.
Let's catch up. Catch up. catch up.
[horn honking repeatedly]
-They're getting closer. -Yeah, okay.
-[horn honking] -[Lucky] Go, go, go!
We're gaining on them.
[suspenseful music continues]
[horn honking]
-Shit. -Shit.
-[truck beeping] -[horn honking]
[gasps] No, no, no!
[tires screeching]
[tires screech]
Shit!
[grunts]
[sirens recede]
[breathing heavily]
-We lost them. We lost them. -Really?
[both laugh]
We did it. We did it.
Oh shit.
[gentle music playing]
[music intensifies]
[dramatic music playing]
[train horn honks]
-[Nandi sighs] -Oh shit.
Oh my God.
I'll fucking, fucking kill Leonard.
Fuck.
-[Jacob chuckles] -[Nandi sighs]
What?
[both laughing]
No.
[Jacob] That was crazy, huh.
-That was crazy. -That was fucked up.
That was so fucking crazy.
-Fuck. That is fucked up. -We are crazy.
What are we doing?
[both breathing heavily]
[Nandi sighing]
[both moaning softly]
Everyone, I need you to stop what you're doing and listen up.
We have a murderer on the loose. I want these people found.
Not tomorrow,
not the day after tomorrow,
today.
Hit all the media outlets, alert the border, circulate images.
We have a murderer on the loose, people. Let's get to work.
And you,
in my office, now.
Do you wanna tell me what the hell your mother's thinking?
[spluttering] I don't know.
I swear.
I haven't spoken to her since you last interrogated her,
since I found out she was back with Jacob.
[Thuso sighs]
[Zinhle] This is the dumbest shit my mom's ever done,
and she's done a lot of dumb shit, so…
[inhales deeply] Yeah.
-Yeah. -[Zinhle] Yeah.
You should call her.
Like, right now.
Come on, Zee.
It's for her own good, and you know it.
[menacing musical sting]
-[tense music playing] -[keypad clacking]
[phone beeps]
[line ringing]
[Thuso sighs]
[sighs]
I… I guess this is the part where you send me home.
No! No, of course not.
It's just… [sighs]
Most times, these manhunts don't end well.
So, we need to bring your mother in
together.
Yeah?
Sorry.
You really think we can trust her?
[Thuso] Of course not.
But we need to keep her close because her mother will make contact.
Bug her phone, track her mails, everything.
Zinhle is the key that will bring Nandi in.
[tense music continues]
[Nandi breathing shakily]
[in Zulu] Did anyone see you?
[in English] I bought these from the street vendor, so no one really cared.
Yeah? [Nandi chuckles]
[Jacob laughs]
[sighs] Right.
So you're never gonna use your phone again.
This is what you use now.
[Jacob sighs]
So what do we do?
Vuyo, he's the key to all of this.
Should we confront him?
Maybe get him to confess while we record? Clear your name.
[radio beeps]
-[indistinct chatter on radio] -[Nandi gasps]
[Jacob gasps softly]
[breathing heavily]
Shit.
-Good thinking. -Yeah.
[upbeat music playing through headphones]
[Thuso] Laura.
[loudly] Laura.
-[Laura] Oh. -[Thuso chuckles]
Yes, Detective. How can I help?
This has to stay between us though.
O-okay.
You and Zinhle, you're… you're friends, right?
You graduated together.
We're okay.
But if, say, her mom made contact, for example, she'd tell you?
Uh…
There's a lot that's happened between us.
Oh. [inhales sharply]
Oh, I… I see why there'd be tension.
I mean, you guys graduated together,
yet she's promoted to fieldwork, and you're stuck here in this lab. Sucks.
[sighs] She's good at her job.
Yeah, but it doesn't hurt that she's a Mahlati.
Strings were pulled. [chuckles]
[sombre music playing]
[reporter] Authorities are continuing the search for Nandi Mahlati,
who is wanted in connection with the murder of Kim Jansen.
She was last seen escaping custody with Jacob Tau,
who many believe is her young lover.
[Vuyo sighs heavily]
[reporter] We are joined now by Nandi Mahlati's ex-husband
and former judge, Mr. Mahlati.
Thank you for having me.
Three and a half years ago,
it was alleged that your then wife tried to flee the country
with the same young lover.
[clicks tongue] Sadly, history can't help but repeat itself.
[reporter] How does a successful, respected law professor
throw her life away like this?
I wish I had the answer for you. [sighs deeply]
Nandi, if you're watching this,
please do the right thing and just turn yourself in.
You can fight this through the legal system.
It is not you who's guilty.
It is Jacob Tau.
-[tuts] -[key clicks]
[door thuds]
[thudding]
[pounding on door]
[gun cocks]
[pounding on door]
[sighs] Are you out of your fucking mind?
You're just gonna show up here?
[sighs] Come on.
-[Jacob growls] -[Vuyo grunts]
[dramatic music playing]
[Nandi, breathlessly] We… need
to talk, Vuyo.
[phone beeps]
[Vuyo] Okay.
Let's talk.
[pants] It didn't take much to work it all out.
It was you all along.
-You're behind all this mess, Vuyo. -What mess?
You killed Kim, and now you're trying to pin it on Nandi.
[laughs incredulously]
You murdered someone just so you could get your revenge on me.
[Vuyo] Nandi.
My life doesn't revolve around you, believe it or not.
I'm a righteous man now.
I'm not gonna fucking play any games with you.
I had nothing to do with Kim's death.
I had nothing to do with Yusuf's death either.
But you already know that, don't you?
Confess what you did, Vuyo.
We should all do that.
Here.
Huh? Clear the air.
He probably knows that we're recording.
I'm not gonna fucking let you ruin my life!
-Not again. -You ruined your own life, Nandi.
You were at that hotel that night.
Not true!
But that's easy to find out.
Just ask to look at all the surveillance recordings.
All those recordings were disabled.
So what?
We live in a digital world.
There's always cameras recording.
[Nandi exhales sharply]
Confess, Vuyo.
I'm giving you one more chance.
Vuyo, what are you doing?
-[phone beeps] -[line ringing]
Hello, Emergency Services?
You know those two fugitives on TV?
I saw them walk into a tavern.
The address is 44 Mahlaba Street, Langa.
[phone beeps]
I reckon you have five minutes.
Now, we can either use that time to pray together, or you can run.
Nandi, let's go.
Now.
-Screw you. -[cane rattles]
Thanks for the gun.
-Thank you very much, guys. -Thank you. Bye.
Thank you.
Hey. Can we talk?
Oh. So now you wanna talk?
-You've had the video the whole time. -I…
I'm sorry. I know I fucked up.
I just wanted to prove that Jacob was guilty.
He's behind all of this.
[Leonard sighs]
Come here.
Thuso, look.
I love you
and only you.
I know you went through my phone, and that's okay. I understand.
But I just wanna know
when exactly you're a cop,
and when exactly you're my partner.
Hmm?
I'll make it easy for you.
I'm not your partner anymore.
What?
Thuso. Babe.
I swear, I…
I don't love Nandi anymore.
[dramatic music playing]
You think this is about jealousy?
A woman was murdered.
Thrown off a roof.
And your family's using this entire tragedy
to play some dirty, sick game.
That's how fucked up you guys are.
Thuso.
Please.
Please don't leave.
I need you.
[Jacob grunts, sighs]
What are you doing?
[Nandi breathing heavily]
My anxiety pills, I left them at home.
And I could use something to take the edge off right now.
I don't know if I believe Vuyo.
[in Zulu] You know?
All I know is that we are fucked.
Which is why we have to stick to the plan.
The only thing that matters right now is that we're together.
Yeah, but we can't leave. Everyone's looking for us.
Well, I do have a guy in Khayelitsha that does passports.
Yeah, just contact him then.
[in Zulu] And we'll go and get the passports.
[in English] No, no, no. We can't risk going there together.
Do you have anywhere else to go,
where the cops won't even think of looking for you?
Uh… [inhales sharply]
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I think so.
[exhales] You call me whenever you need me, okay?
-Okay. -Come here.
[Nandi sighs heavily]
-Be safe. -[Jacob] Yeah, you too.
[dramatic music playing]
[knocking on door]
Lunga.
Please.
I've got nowhere else to go.
You're being accused of murder.
You really believe that I murdered someone?
Please.
You're gonna have to turn yourself in.
[sighs] I can't do that.
You're a lawyer. Argue your case while you still can.
They're accusing me of murdering Eric Jansen's daughter.
Unlikely I'll get a fair trial.
You can't be here, Nandi.
Please, Lunga.
Please.
Can I just stay the night?
They're not going to suspect you.
Okay? And it's just for one night. Huh?
This Jacob guy,
the news said that you were lovers.
[Nandi exhales]
That's just the media,
you know, spinning a narrative.
That's all.
Please, Lunga. I just need…
Just one night.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
I'll sleep on the couch.
Thanks.
[indistinct chatter]
[tense music playing]
[music fades]
Hey.
You okay?
[sighs] Probably shouldn't be seen talking to me.
Before people start thinking you're harbouring a fugitive.
[Laura sighs]
I got this for you.
[both laugh softly]
Thanks.
I… I can't even wrap my head around what's going on right now.
It's gonna be okay. Just tell me what you need.
[gentle music playing]
I know you said we couldn't be together anymore,
but I could really use a friend.
I never stopped being one. [chuckles]
Come. Come on.
[Zinhle sighs]
[Thuso] Do you wanna get in on the action?
Mend fences with Zinhle.
Get close enough that she starts to confide in you again.
Then, when her mother makes contact,
update me.
Do this for me, and you'll be next in line for a promotion.
I have to go.
Got to pretend everything is normal, right?
Yeah.
[inhales sharply] Lunga.
Thank you for all of this.
I'll catch you later.
[dramatic music playing]
[door closes]
[sighs]
-[sighs] -[phone beeps]
[phone vibrating]
Hello?
It's me.
Hey, Dad.
-Are you at the station? -Yes, Dad.
Are they tracking your phone?
Not yet, but soon.
Has Mom tried to reach out to you at all?
I'm at the prof's home.
It's the only place that I could think of to go. Okay?
[sighs] Okay, cool, Dad.
Zee, I'm…
I'm so sorry about all of this.
[voice breaks] I really am.
If Mom reaches out to you,
please tell her to turn herself in.
It's the right thing to do.
[sniffs]
I love you. [sniffs]
[sighs, sniffs]
[sighs]
[knocking on door]
-Sandra Peterson? -Yes.
I'm Detective Dube. I got your contact from Nandi Mahlati's phone records.
Can we speak?
Sure.
[suspenseful music playing]
Have you spoken to Nandi recently?
No, not recently.
You're welcome to check my phone if that's gonna help.
Nandi knows I would advise her to turn herself in immediately.
She's, uh…
troubled.
Troubled?
I can't speak more on that.
Look, I'm just trying to understand her,
and hopefully help her turn herself in.
You're concerned for her?
Aren't you?
I mean, she's smart, rich, a law professor with a loving family.
And yet, she's willing to throw it all away.
And yes, she did.
She had it all.
But it didn't mean anything.
Not without passion.
Nandi always had to play roles.
The good mother, the good wife, the good friend.
Jacob freed her from all of that.
He is her passion,
her freedom.
Detective Dube,
Nandi is not going to give it up.
Not without a fight.
[Leonard] Yeah, that… that's okay. Let him in.
-[phone beeps] -[door opens, closes]
[Vuyo sighs]
I was wondering when you were gonna show up.
[in Sotho] Listen.
[in English] Why does Nandi think she's being framed for murder?
She came to see me.
She's adamant it wasn't her.
She claims to have blacked out on that roof.
Someone sent us invites to Jacob's wedding
to lure us to that hotel, and she…
She thinks it was you.
And what do you think?
I know for a fact it was Jacob.
What? That's it?
What are you playing at here, Vuyo?
-I know you don't give a shit about Nandi. -I don't.
But I'm on a different path now.
I am on a path of forgiveness.
[chuckles softly]
So, the rumours are true. You…
Are you born again?
[menacing music playing]
It was hard at first.
My mind wouldn't let me forgive how I helped Granny raise you.
Put my life on hold to send you back to law school.
Then you stole Nandi from me.
And then you…
-You stole my daughter from me. -[Zinhle giggles]
-Then you tried to kill me. -[gunshot]
[inhales sharply] And yet, I feel sorry for you,
my brother.
Must be difficult being the great Leonard Mahlati
when you know deep down inside there is nothing great about you at all.
You're alone, aren't you?
You not gonna stay for a drink?
I don't drink anymore.
[Leonard sighs]
[sighs]
[breathing heavily]
[telephone line ringing]
[Nandi] Jacob, just pick up.
[phone beeps]
[Jacob] Those recordings were disabled.
[Vuyo] So what?
We live in a digital world.
There's always cameras recording.
[dramatic music playing]
[keypad clacking]
Whoo! Kim's bachelorette!
[music intensifies]
[Nandi] Sandra?
What the fuck?
[dramatic music continues]
[glasses clink]
[dramatic music playing] ]