Clean Job

Let's go! Let's go!

Time is against us. We need to go.

- Let's go! Let's go! - Okay!

- Piss off! - Tie her.

Make it quick. That leg as well.

I've tied her!

Smack that one.

Didn't I say I'd get you? Witch!

My life wasn't always like this.

I lived a normal, happy life.

But things took a turn for the worst when my mom got sick.

And before she died, she left me with a heavy blow.

Your father is Mr...

Oosthuizen.

My world was shattered.

But I needed answers.

I had to find out the truth.

You know, Uncle, when Mom died...

she said that you're my father.

Is it true?

She...

must leave.

It turns out it was true, and Auntie did not waste time.

Here's your bag. Have a nice journey.

Here's your mom.

Thrown out like a dog, I had nowhere else to go.

There was only one person I could turn to.

Oh, my word! Kimberly?

Kim?

Hey, this is my little sister's girl! How are you?

You were only four years old the last time I saw you.

Look, you've grown up now. You're probably dating.

Hop in. Let's go.

Let me shift this.

Let me...

Ooh-whee!

You will need to go to the back.

There. Don't worry. It's alright.

You'll be fine.

Kimmy! My goodness!

Come on. Climb up.

Throw your stuff there.

Yes, you'll be comfortable there.

Yeah.

Don't worry.

Yeah.

Yeah.

This is E240.

Mercedes Benz Daimler.

Yeah.

Look, take your things and go in there. My wife will take care of you.

Don't worry. Just go to the house.

Hey?

Look there.

You see that chicken? I'll cook it for you.

Chicken a la King. The stuff you find in Sandton.

You know it.

Take your stuff and go inside. Don't worry.

Who is it?

Yoh.

What? Someone just entered my house.

Hey!

She's white.

How can I help you, missus?

I'm Killer's niece.

Huh?

Killer?

Yoh, Killer wants to finish our money. We're hustling.

I don't understand Killer.

Are you Killer's kid?

- Oh... - I am...

Constance's daughter.

Constance?

- From the suburbs? - Huh?

Constance from the suburbs?

- Yes. - Oh.

Oh, I see...

you want to take our money.

Okay, um...

What do you have in there?

What is in the vase?

- My mother. - What?

Oh...

Okay, I'm being bewitched here.

Sit on the couch over there.

Yes.

Hey, hey, and don't move.

I'm watching you. You want to bewitch me.

I'll get incense.

She must not mess with me. Tell her to go back home.

Shh!

Uh, Kimmy... Kim...

Eish, alright... This old lady here...

is your mother's mother. Do you understand?

She's your mother's mother. Gogo, this is Kimberly.

Oh.

My daughter's coloured girl has grown. So these white people...

just buried your mother without telling us anything, Killer?

- Yoh! - My mother was cremated.

She... She's in that container, Ma.

- Is this Constance? - Yes.

- Killer... - Huh?

do these white people want the family to bury a bottle?

Mama, listen, this thing is...

Hey, Killer, there's a coloured girl here. This is eating me alive.

Hey.

What does this one want here? You know she's caused trouble wherever she comes from.

If you get arrested because of her, I won't visit you in jail.

Never!

- A criminal! - Piss off. Who are you calling a criminal?

Don't talk about me as if I'm not here.

Killer, I told you not to marry this thing. I don't know why she's here.

- Mama, look... - She must go back home!

- She must crawl back to the cave she came from. - Say what? Say what?

- You've forgotten what I'm capable of. - Oh...

Come, my child.

Don't worry.

Don't worry.

Bra Killer will take care of you.

Here it is. It's nice, right?

Don't mind the mess.

Uh, in English they say...

"Make yourself at home."

Sharp. I'll be right back. Don't worry.

I'll be back.

- Yes? - What is it?

Killer, you think I'm stupid? Do I look like an idiot to you?

Do you think I don't know that's your child?

You say niece this, niece that. She's not your niece!

- Sonto... - Don't play with me, Killer.

How the hell am I going to survive this? There's no way.

I need to make a plan and get out of here.

Sonto, hear me out!

This child is my niece.

- Your niece? - Yes.

- My niece. - Don't play with me.

This is our new home, Mom.

Hello, Auntie.

What are you staring at?

Silly fool!

Nxa.

Nxa.

Ahem!

Good morning.

Good morning.

- My friend, come closer. - No...

- No, my friend, I'm not alright. - You have white people here now?

- What's up? - It's Killer's niece.

- She's from the suburbs. - Niece? No ways.

Look, from one big sister to another. They're lying to you. This is Killer's child.

- No! - I'm telling you.

- I said she's his niece! His niece! - Okay. Alright.

Why does he bring his coloured people here? You know how crazy they can be.

You can see that she's a roughneck.

Hey, try saying that to Killer. He won't hear any of it.

He just wants to brag in the township that he has a coloured niece.

So, my friend, when is she leaving?

How am I supposed to know? She eats too much.

- She eats too much? - She's a glutton.

- She's a destroyer. - I can hear you.

A coloured person who speaks Zulu? It means she's broke.

She doesn't have money. No trust fund.

- She doesn't even have socks. - Look at her.

So my friend, listen, I need to go to work.

Can you lend me R20 so I can go there? My boss will fire me.

Please lend me R20. I'll pay you back.

- You know my deals... - Where must I get it, Paulina?

- You see that I am in trouble. - Calm down.

I have too many mouths to feed. What must I do?

- I was just asking that... - Paulina, please leave.

- Must I lose my job... - Go, Paulina! Can't you see I have problems?

- Okay, fine. - Do you want me to strip naked?

That's why they dump coloured kids on you.

Do you want me to strip naked for you to see that I have problems?

You...

Do you see this yard?

You see here? Just look around and see what you can do.

I don't want lazybones here.

You're always reading. Killer!

Killer, this coloured girl of yours is going to drive me crazy!

Hey, Kim.

- Hey, my niece... - Uncle?

How are you doing?

Yeah.

Huh?

Are you okay?

You know, niece, look...

My sister...

did not suffer for too long, hey?

Did she die peacefully?

I mean, you know?

- Hey? - Yes.

Yeah. Eish.

Yeah...

Look...

Your family, you know...

But don't worry. This is your home.

You can live here for as long as you want.

Yes. So don't worry.

Uncle, I wanted to ask you...