[dramatic music playing]
You must be Mr. Mahlati.
Who are you?
And why would my lawyer insist that I see you?
I'm here to… [inhales]
…see you about an old acquaintance of yours.
Jacob Tau.
[dramatic musical sting]
[Sandra] What if I told you I could get you out of here?
[Vuyo sighs]
Jacob's getting married.
I need your help to stop that from happening.
-Why? -[Sandra chuckles]
You know, when Jacob's father shot himself and his mother was sent to a care home…
[inhales deeply]
…I was assigned as his therapist.
I saw potential in him.
And so I convinced my husband to take him in.
We did.
We made a home for him.
And then he stole from us and ran away.
Broke my husband's heart.
I saw your submission to the judge, the one where you…
[inhales deeply] …talk about how your own family betrayed you.
[chuckles wryly]
I'm here to offer you a chance
to start over.
[Vuyo sighs heavily]
[Sandra] Hmm?
[Vuyo swallows]
There's only one person who can stop Jacob from getting married.
[Vuyo inhales deeply]
Nandi Mahlati.
[Sandra] Freedom suits you.
That's all thanks to you.
[Sandra chuckles]
But getting me almost killed
wasn't part of the plan, though.
I delivered on my end of the deal.
The papers have been filed, Vuyo. Give it 48 hours for the prosecutor to--
I don't have 48 hours!
[grunting]
It worked to convince the parole board to release you.
[blows]
I'll take solid.
[bridesmaid] Whoo! Kim's bachelorette!
I don't know if the meds are working for me.
I'll get you a new prescription from Dr. Janks.
If you feel the anxiety coming on, take double the dosage.
Anxiety meds? Since when are you such a pill popper, Ma?
[phone vibrating]
[phone beeps]
-[Zinhle] Ma. -Zee?
I thought you said your phone was gonna get tapped.
I got a new one. No one knows about it.
-[sighs] -[gentle music playing]
It's so good to hear from you.
You need to turn yourself in, Ma.
I can't do that, Zinhle. I can't.
Jeez, Ma.
You're willing to be a fugitive just so you can be with him?
No. It's… it's not about Jacob, Zee.
-I think it's my therapist. -What?
I think she's drugging me.
Okay, remember the… the meds that arrived at the house the other day?
Please, can you just test them for me?
I'm not even supposed to be talking to you right now.
[in Zulu] Please, I'm begging you.
[in English] Can you just test the meds for me?
Something's not adding up. Something's going on.
Something is not right.
Okay? But I'm not crazy.
Just turn yourself in, Ma.
-[sighs] -[line disconnects]
[sighs]
Good call using amphetamines on Nandi.
-Yeah. Works even better than sodium. -[chuckles]
But we never discussed Jacob's fiancée having to die that night.
Well, murder was never part of the plan,
but we didn't know that Nandi would take it that far.
She believes she's innocent.
She and Jacob came to see me.
You didn't think to tell me that? Hmm?
You work for me, Vuyo.
The deal was that I help you stop the wedding,
and you get me out of prison.
End of story.
You should've told me.
[Sandra sighs]
[inhales sharply] Maybe you had that girl killed,
knowing that Nandi would take the fall for the murder.
Maybe you're forgetting
that Nandi implicated you for murder
and that she lied to your daughter
about her real father.
If Nandi and Jacob get caught,
Nandi goes to prison for murder.
Doesn't that make you even just a…
little bit hard?
-Hmm? -[Vuyo sighs]
[Sandra] Be a gentleman,
and offer a lady a ride home.
[suspenseful music playing]
-[car shifts into park] -[engine shuts off]
[in Afrikaans] You, you're hot stuff right now.
You're all over the news.
Can you do the passports or not?
I'm the one who's busy taking the risks over here.
Everything is in there.
And make sure our last names are the same, like we're married.
We need to go to Zimbabwe tonight.
We meet back here. Three hours.
[phone vibrating]
[phone clicks]
-Yeah? -[Chester] You were right about Jacob.
We are meeting in three hours again.
[Vuyo] I'll call you back just now.
[phone beeps]
Jacob reached out to my contact.
[Sandra chuckles]
[tuts] So what are you gonna do about it?
[dramatic music playing]
Well, I'm gonna go deal with those two.
And then I'm gonna come back and make love to you.
I'll be here.
Waiting.
Good.
[music fades out]
[footsteps approaching]
Look, if the cops come to question you on campus, just try to act normal, okay?
Okay.
Come here. You'll be fine.
[quietly] Hey.
-I'll catch you later. -Okay.
[indistinct chatter]
[menacing music playing]
[Zinhle breathing shakily]
-Get away from my mom! -Zinhle!
I did this! You did not do this.
You didn't do this.
[in Zulu] Do you hear me? Do you hear me?
[Zinhle sighs]
Hey, dude.
You're on lab duty, right?
Mmm. Yeah. What's up?
I need access to the spectrometer,
but I don't have authorisation.
Is this for your mom?
[quietly] I'll owe you.
[pills rattle]
[Laura sighs]
This better be good. What do you want, Mahlati?
What if I told you that I know where Jacob Tau's going to be
in the next half hour?
You're shitting me.
Do you want him or not?
What do you want in return?
My old gig back.
Consulting with the police. [inhales deeply]
And I want to work in my niece's department.
Well, then what are we waiting for? Let's go get him.
[wind blowing]
[Chester] Over here!
[dramatic musical sting]
[footsteps approaching]
[keypad clacking]
[phone vibrates and dings]
[phone whooshes]
It's him. He's here.
[suspenseful music playing]
[phone vibrates]
[gun cocks]
[vehicle approaching rapidly]
[tires screeching]
Get in! Get in! There are cops inside.
Get in the car, Jacob!
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[engine roars]
[tires screeching]
[panting] Did you get the license plate?
Who the fuck was that?
I don't know.
You just wasted my time, Mahlati.
You, let's go!
[unsettling music playing]
[footsteps receding]
[dramatic musical sting]
[Jacob] Can you pull over?
-[Sandra] Jacob. -Sandra, what the hell is going on?
Vuyo was setting you up. There were cops inside. I saved you.
How do you know? How are you involved in all of this?
Were you really going to marry someone else?
After everything we've been through?
[Sandra sighs]
I've missed you.
Kim's dead now.
Nandi's going to jail for murder.
I'm all you have.
Jacob,
you have to love me now.
So you caused all of this?
Huh?
You owe me!
When you came to us like a damaged little boy,
who was there for you when your father did what he did
and your mother lost her mind?
Who was there for you, Jacob?
[breathing shakily]
All those hours of therapy.
Listen, Sandra.
I'm grateful for everything that you've done for me,
but that doesn't mean that you own me.
[Sandra] Samson took you in.
He treated you like his own son.
And what did you do?
You stole from him and then ran away.
And then you come back, broken again.
That's every cent that I took from the safe.
I'm really sorry for disappointing you.
I just couldn't rest and not get justice for my father,
and I couldn't do it without the funds.
I'm really sorry.
Why did you come back?
I proved my father's innocent, but…
[voice breaking] …it was too late for my mother.
She didn't get her mind back.
Now she's gone.
Sandra, everyone I love is gone. [exhales shakily]
[tender music playing]
[Sandra sighs]
I messed up.
I'm so fucked up. Hmm?
[exhales shakily, sniffles]
I missed you.
And now you're back.
All grown up.
And you stole again.
You stole my heart!
Oh, you gave it to me.
How can I take something that you were willing to give to me?
I risked it all
for you.
Please, just call the police.
Tell them where Nandi is.
Listen to me.
You stay the fuck away from me.
And you stay the fuck away from Nandi.
-I love Nandi. -No, you don't.
Y-you don't. Jacob…
And I need you out of my life for good, Sandra.
For good.
Jacob, no. Jacob.
Jacob!
You were right, Ma.
What's on the label from the doctor is not what was inside.
You are clearly being drugged.
She must have switched the capsules before giving them to you.
What's… what's in it?
A high dosage of amphetamine.
Which can trigger erratic behaviour, psychosis even.
It's like she was trying to destabilise you on purpose.
Which explains my behaviour that night at the hotel. I mean…
Zinhle, I wasn't myself.
Who is she?
I don't know, Zinhle.
But I'm gonna find out.
[panting]
[breathing heavily]
I think it's my turn to be a therapist.
What's eating you up?
[grunts]
["My Design" by Mia Mormino & Karapet R. Moralyan playing]
Touch me.
Please.
♪ You and I ♪
♪ Have been down this road ♪
♪ The feelings so cold ♪
[vocalisations]
♪ I can't seem to understand ♪
♪ We're here again ♪
[gasps softly]
♪ Not doing this again… ♪
It's been so long since anyone's caressed me.
♪ Blame my design ♪
-Shit. -[phone vibrating]
[phone beeps]
[Nandi in Zulu] Jacob, you've got the passports?
[Jacob in English] No. Vuyo tried to turn me in. He knew about it.
Shit!
Listen, it's okay. There are other ways of getting into Zim.
We need to leave as soon as it gets dark.
Yeah, but, Jacob, I can't leave tonight.
[inhales] I know who's behind all of this.
-It's my therapist. -[phone dings]
She's been drugging me.
[unsettling music playing]
[in Zulu] Her office is in the CBD, Cromwell Building.
[in English] I'm gonna go there, dig around, see what I can find.
No, Nandi. Can we just leave, please?
Jacob, I know you're worried about me,
but I need to figure out why she's doing this.
I love you.
Listen, I love you too, okay, but this is a bad idea, Nandi.
-It-- -[thud]
[thudding]
-[Jacob] Nandi? -[phone beeps]
[suspenseful music playing]
[line beeping]
Fuck!
[suspenseful music fades out]
What do you want, Mahlati?
I want to talk to you about your almost-son-in-law,
Jacob.
He's the one who killed your daughter, Mr. Jansen.
The police evidence still points at your ex-wife.
There is video of her fleeing the scene.
Jacob Tau is a psychopath.
He decided to kill her and get her out of the way.
They weren't even married. He could just have walked away.
He didn't want you to come for him.
If he had broken your daughter's heart, would you have let him get away with it?
That's why he needed to make it look like a suicide.
What are you telling me?
Jacob has convinced Nandi to make a run for it, okay?
They're probably planning to leave the country as we speak.
[dramatic music playing]
Mr. Jansen,
he broke my daughter too.
She's never been the same since.
He killed her spirit.
He took her innocence.
As a father of a daughter myself, Mr. Jansen,
are we going to sit here
and let Jacob get away?
[Jansen on TV] It has been days
since we received any updates from the police.
These people are accused of murdering my daughter
on what was supposed to be the happiest time of her life.
And still the police have done nothing.
Since the police are doing nothing,
I am appealing to the public.
A million-rand reward to anyone who has any information
regarding the whereabouts of Nandi Mahlati and Jacob Tau.
[Thuso] What the hell?
[dramatic music continues]
[breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music playing]
[cleaning crew conversing indistinctly]
[cleaner in Xhosa] Come on, boss…
[indistinct conversation continues]
Where will you spend your December?
[breathing heavily]
[rattling]
[suspenseful music ends]
[drawers clattering]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Nandi] Why are all these files empty?
[cleaner in Xhosa] Oh my word. Who left their bucket here?
-Must be Beauty. She's so lazy. -Hey, that one.
Uh-huh. And then?
[rattling]
[in Xhosa] I can't open the door at all.
-What should we do? -Let's go.
As I was saying, Beauty came with fancy nails,
but she's just a cleaner.
[Nandi breathing heavily]
These people are accused of murdering my daughter
on what was supposed to be the happiest time of her life.
This Jacob guy, the news said that you were lovers.
That's just the media, you know, spinning a narrative.
I know who's behind all of this.
It's my therapist. She's been poisoning me.
[in Zulu] Her office is in the CBD, Cromwell Building.
[in English] I'm gonna go there, dig around, see what I can find.
I love you.
[Jacob] Listen, I love you too, okay, but this is a bad idea, Nandi. It's--
[thudding]
-[Jacob] Nandi? -[phone beeps]
[Lunga exhales heavily]
[suspenseful music continues]
[Nandi] Who the hell is Sandra Motaung?
-[phone ringing] -[siren in distance]
[Thuso] Fuck.
[knock on door]
[woman] There's a caller claiming to know where Nandi Mahlati is.
Nandi Mahlati is at the Cromwell Building in the CBD.
[dramatic musical sting]
[dramatic music playing] romwell Building in the CBD.