It's beautiful.
Do you think he'll like it?
Dad.
My boy.
You shouldn't be here.
Hey, I'm here for us.
You know what? I can't. Not today.
I'm sorry.
Dad, look.
Relax.
I'll get more shifts at the club.
The bosses know my name now. They like me.
We'll have our own little Maxzi running around this place…
Babies don't run immediately…
…then he'll run.
Excuse me?
Come, baby.
Where is Dad?
Are you okay?
Jesus.
You need to take better care of yourself. That's way too much sugar.
-What do you want, Naledi? -I don't want anything.
You called me, remember?
What do you need?
Help? Money?
Are you in trouble again?
Max is missing.
He was meant to come out of prison yesterday, but…
What was he imprisoned for this time?
You know how to pick them.
I know him, Naledi.
-Why didn't you call me? -What would you have done?
…I called you after Esulu.
Why didn't you call me?
Wait, wait, wait, Zenzi.
I'm in trouble, Naledi. I--
You're always in trouble.
Stop cleaning other people's mess.
I will pay for it.
Max, is that you?
Please, say something.
How's Esulu?
He misses you.
And you? How are you coping?
It's a struggle, Max.
We have no warm water or electricity. I mean…
Why is Enrico bugging you for rent?
Don't worry.
Let's go play outside.
Hey. I'm talking to you. What's your problem?
He's having problems with the other kids at school.
I see this kind of thing all the time at the club.
You mustn't show weakness, my boy, or they'll take advantage of you.
He doesn't need an instructor.
No one is listening to me in this house. Take off this nasty dress.
Max, please calm down.
This is where it starts, Zenzi. I won't have a faggot for a son.
-Max, please. -Why must I leave him alone?
This is your fault for encouraging him.
Fucking women.
Must I throw these away?
Corporates and politicians used to hate me.
They probably still do.
I still have a lot of work to do.
Fuck.
Enrico is gone.
My husband is gone.