The first 146 lines.
- He is as old as mankind.
Long before he came into our cities
he waited in dark forests and deep rivers
for the lost, the weak.
Cursed by the Great Father, he is as hateful as he is foul.
He is the Tokoloshe, one that feeds
on children and those left alone.
- No, I agree with you.
This influx of immigrants into Johannesburg
has been unprecedented.
Neighborhoods like Hillbrow changed virtually overnight.
I mean, the issue is they're still coming from all over.
There's no more place for them.
They're sleeping rough, sardines packed
into condemned buildings with no water, no electricity.
It's a health hazard.
[men chattering in foreign language]
Busi Zondi,
welcome to the night shift.
Thank you for the opportunity.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, don't thank me.
If it had been my choice you wouldn't be here.
Can I ask why, sir?
- You're all just trouble.
The last girl that was in here left after two months.
It's a constantly revolving door.
It makes my job difficult.
No, not me, sir.
I'm more than committed to the work.
Are you, now?
Your shift starts at 9 p.m.
You arrive late, they'll deduct pay.
If you leave early they'll deduct pay.
Make sure that you clock in.
And wear your regulation uniform otherwise--
I must pay.
Mm.
Take it.
Hello?
- It's very quiet for a hospital.
- Budget cuts, care is rent-free.
What's that?
Budget cuts.
This is where it all comes.
Do I have to use that?
- No, whatever you do, don't ever go near that.
Sometimes
cats stay in there.
Make sure it's not you.
Get those bags and give it to this beauty.
Is she the new one?
Mm-hmm.
- You need to get a receipt for all those.
- Wouldn't want this stuff ending up
in a landfill where kids can find it.
Now, do we?
What is it?
Human waste.
- Can you tell me about Mr. Ruatonim?
- Honey, if I can give you some advice,
keep your tits tucked in and legs crossed
and everything will be fine.
Get in, it's wet.
- My stop's around the corner, sir.
- I wanted to apologize for earlier.
It's been difficult with the layoffs
and people not coming to work.
Um...
Can I ask why the other girl left, sir?
- Ah, she, um, she said she couldn't
handle the graveyard shift anymore.
It's challenging work.
- I'm not afraid of hard work, sir.
- That's good to know.
Let me drive you home.
We can have a proper introduction.
- Um, honestly, sir, my stop's around the corner.
Okay.
Suit yourself.
Bitch.
Lindi?
Hello?
Lindi?
Shit.
Hello?
Hello?
Is there somebody there?
Hey.
You're not supposed to be down here.
What's going on?
New here?
- I was following the boy down the stairs.
Oh, Thabang.
He's always sneaking off, but we're far
too few to keep an eye on them all.
They are sick?
- Some are, but most are AIDS orphans booked in
for monitoring and just forgotten.
There we go.
Okay, come, let's get into bed.
- You are really good with them.
You learn.
Have any of your own?
Every night it's something else.
I'm Rosie, by the way.
Busi.
The new cleaner, right!
Have you heard the old stories?
About the Tokoloshe that tricks children
into trusting him before drowning them?
That's why the bricks are here, but, um,
let's just say he isn't small.
They don't know what I mean.
- I really must get back to work.
Ruatonim.
Geez, babe, if there ever was a Tokoloshe, it's Ruatonim.
- I must get back to work.
- It was nice to meet you.
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
What were you doing?
There are rules and I'm here
to make sure people follow them.
I must get back--
No.
Yes, sir.
Why the sudden rush?
Do you have a boyfriend, Busi Zondi?
No!
Please, sir, let me go!
How much do you need this job?
Let me hear it again!
Let me go!
Shut up!
Shut up!
Busi Zondi?
Hiding isn't going to help.
Thank you.
Please give me a moment, sir.
- If you don't have the correct fare,
you don't ride.
I'm sorry.
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