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My name is Lolo Mabaso.

The attempted escape near the prison called The Palace…

…was not an act of heroic self-defense by the police…

but a preplanned massacre.

Do it again.

I'm trying.

I don't give a shit about your trying.

You were there. You went inside. Where's the footage?

The police destroyed it.

Don't tell me about the fucking police.

-I want the footage! -Maybe she needs some water.

No one is going to believe a coerced confession.

I was improvising! Did you have any ideas? No.

She sounds remorseful, okay? Maybe we can get her to speak.

Remorseful? No, she's scared. That's what she is.

But fine, you go.

You get something out of her before I lose my patience.

Jabu, bro.

You don't have to be here.

You know I'm supposed to be here.

Just drop this thing, bro.

We can get the justice that you want, okay, J…

We can handle it.

It's not the same if someone else does it.

My father would have agreed with me.

Your father always talked about you.

When you got your bursary, he was so proud.

He wanted a future for you, Jabu.

Bro, are you sure you wanna be here?

Zola.

Are you all right?

I'm not dead, am I, Mbali?

I thought I'd lost you.

I got lucky.

When the bomb went off, the explosion knocked me out.

I got a couple of broken ribs, but…

I'm alive. I'm not dead like the others.

They sentenced me to 15 years.

Listen, I'm gonna make sure the whole world knows what happened.

The world doesn't care, Mbali.

Look, why don't you just take your advice? Take the money and go far away.

How, Zola?

-I have Sphe. -Come on, Mbali.

You still want to help people? Haven't you had enough yet?

You know, Zola, I don't know how much longer I can do this.

So you don't wanna go back to the life that you were living, Mbali?

Do you know what will help you?

Start by forgetting people like me.

I don't want you as my lawyer anymore.

Zola.

Whenever you decide to come here,

you'll remind me that I don't live out there anymore.

Please don't. I can't do that.

-That's why I'm doing it for you. -Zola.

Choose wisely, Ms. Dlamini.

I thought you should know that

your little brother has a child now.

Sthembiso.

I want Ntombi's family to accept me, you know? But…

But…

I've killed someone, brother.

And I don't know what I want in life.

But I know that…

the life you guys are living is not it, big bro.

So…

I'm here because I just-- I wanted to tell you that

I can't do it.

Hi.

Uh, how did you get out?

I think Mbali fast-tracked my appeal with the judge,

so they let me out for now, I think.

- -Yeah.

Yeah.

Your sister is amazing.

Yeah, yeah. Um, she definitely is.

So is Moses.

I'm gonna go get some coffee.

Would you like some?

No.

Thank you.

Shit.

Where are you holding her?

Who?

Don't fucking play dumb with me.

Lolo's colleagues saw her being abducted in broad daylight

by men wearing ski masks!

That's interesting.

-I don't know anyone who skis. -

An abandoned farmhouse past extension 9, Lenasia,

north-west of Scorpio Drive.

Ah…

I thought that would get your attention.

Imagine Moses hears that.

Moses is in a coma.

Thanks to you.

You piece of fucking shit.

Sphelele, get the fuck out of here!

Hey, what? Can't you see your elders are busy here?

Do you want to go back to prison? Huh?

Piss off.

Just tell me where the journalist is.

Yo, Zola, my man. Look, man, take it from me. You are the top dog.

Spirit, man.

Top dog.

Oh, Zola!

Hey! Welcome back, baby.

Hey, Zola.

Be strong.

I'm all right, brother. Thank you.

Tau's onto me. He was at the hospital.

Did he say anything?

The usual shit.

Sphelele was there.

I forgot to say. I was able to fast-track his appeal.

I didn't know they knew each other.

Of course he questioned him, but he didn't say anything.

He knows shit anyway.

Listen, I'm-I'm trying with Lolo, okay? But I don't think she'll be useful.

We don't have an option.

Do whatever it takes.

-Senatla. -Yes, Boss Lady?

Oh, shit, yes. Uh, backup. Backup.

We need backup. Corner Westonia and Dekker.

- Should we follow? - No, no, no, no.

We got her on GPS.

What we need right now is for the journalist to be here.

Damn it.

You know what? I think we should split up.

-He is going to be a heartbreaker. - Oh?

My boy is going to be a heartbreaker.

-A real charmer. You can already see it. -

Baby, it looks like he's pooped a little. Can you quickly go change him, please?

-Okay. -Yeah?

All right.

- -

You're gonna starve yourself to death.

Lolo.

Why are you doing this?

For the truth to come out.

What truth? The criminals escaped and they were gunned down.

Where is the footage?

Destroyed. I swear!

Listen here, sister…

I'm sure that you were invited there to show

just how heroic the cops are, and it all went wrong.

Because we both know that they don't like to show how they screw up.

Now, let me tell you what I think.

You don't have the footage.

The cops do. They probably destroyed it, and they threatened you.

The problem with that

is that it makes you useless to us.

Wait.

Does that mean you're gonna let me go?

No, sis. That's not up to me.

You see that lady that slapped you around? She'll kill you if you are not useful.

Okay.

You are right.

The police, they threatened me.

Then I guess you need to decide who you're least scared of,

because I don't see any cops around here.

- -

Please don't.

Guys, please let me go! Please let me go!

Just talk to this person!

Do you know what Moses would do, hmm?

If he found out you snitched?

I-I didn't snitch.

Don't fucking lie to me!

I swear. You can ask Mbali. She was with Tau.

She was with Tau. Please!

They organized my bail.

Please, just…

Tie him up.

-Please, guys. -You better believe us, we will kill you.

Hey, go up. It's the police. You'll find me ahead.

-What was that? - It's the police!

Jabu! Jabu, the police!

Let's go. Turn here. Come on. Let's go.

Get her inside, man!

Drop your weapons and let the journalist go!

- -

-Hey! Move, move! -Fuck off, man!

Jabu. Jabu, just breathe!