The Brave Ones (2022) s01e02 Episode Script

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[melancholic music playing]
Where is Funeka?
- [yells] Where's Funeka?
- [Mrs. Gasa yells] Funeka!
- [melancholic music continues]
- [Nkosi yells] Ah!
[Nkosi screams]
[theme music playing]
[theme music drumbeat]
[eerie music playing]
[indistinct whispering voices]
- [calls, fearfully] Mommy!
- [Ayanda] Lindani!
She's here.
[panting]
It's okay, baby.
Ayanda!
Ayanda!
[Luthando] Ayanda, we need to talk.
[male voice on TV] Evictions in Ilanga
resulted in serious community unrest.
The fault is with the agitators.
And they are within the community,
these agitators.
They're standing in the way of progress.
And we cannot allow that. No.
We can't allow that.
Why did you tell Nkomo to start eviction
knowing how delicate the situation is?
I told you that we had to do something.
- Now the red moon is
- There's no red moon!
It's an eclipse!
For the hundredth time!
Do you realize that because
of the evictions that people have died?
I never told them
that they should kill anyone.
That has nothing to do with me.
You had no bloody right
to run and speak to Nkomo.
- I don't trust him.
- So must I just leave our child to die?
Okay, Ayanda.
I I will ask one thing of you.
We have to be careful.
People are going to be watching us.
So whatever you want to do
please speak to me about it first.
[tense music playing]
- This child was born during the red moon.
- [baby cooing]
We must be sure to thank
the universe for this new life.
This little one
will have to stay here tonight.
It's important.
So that she may receive the blessings
she needs for a good life.
- [baby cooing]
- [tense music playing]
- Follow me.
- [baby cooing]
I will teach you.
Once you gain
your powers, the tree will die.
The Brave Ones!
[Mr. Gasa]
Thanks for your time, detectives.
No worries, thanks a lot. Thank you.
[Mr. Gasa sighs]
I think that will be all for now.
We have everything we need.
So, detective,
what's going to happen now?
Sir, we're going to
conduct our investigation.
We'll come back if we find anything.
As I've said, Mr. Gasa,
the story your daughter is telling
it makes no sense.
Alright, let's go.
[detective1] Alright.
- [detective1] Thank you, sir.
- [Mr. Gasa] Thank you.
[indistinct chattering outside]
[Mr. Gasa sighs]
What did they say?
Er
Listen my love, um,
there isn't a lot of evidence.
All they have is the motorcycle
with the yellow stripes.
Did you tell them that we were attacked
and that you saw the people's faces?
No I couldn't, my dear.
Not without telling them
everything about the bracelet.
Well,
[voice breaking] the people
who killed our child won't be found.
- I know.
- And you're protecting her?!
- I'm going to find Funeka's killers.
- [sad music playing]
[Mrs. Gasa] You?
What are you gonna do, Ntsiki?
[shouting] What are you gonna do?
[screaming] Funeka!
- [eerie singing]
- [indistinct whispering voices]
[Sipho] The timing
on this couldn't be worse.
People get killed there everyday.
This is different.
We have enemies in the community now.
They'll rile people up,
put pressure on the politicians,
and the politicians will tell us
to stop evicting people
because it'll look bad.
- [elevator bell dings]
- Everything will come to a halt.
We need to turn the period
on this around very quickly.
I'll put a team together.
Did you know about your wife's
connection to the dead woman?
Oh no, there's no connection.
I really don't think she even knows her.
- [Sipho huffs]
- [elevator door dings]
- Baby?
- This thing is worse than I thought.
The dead girl was part
of your mentoring program.
What? I didn't know.
Listen, you need to stop whatever
you're doing and go visit her family.
We have to pause on the evictions for now.
The investors won't like it
but there's nothing we can do.
- Get a hold on this thing.
- I'll go fix things with the family.
I'll send you the address.
- Okay.
- Okay.
[pipe sizzles]
The chaos happening in Ilanga.
The red moon.
The artifacts being found.
It has happened.
Has The Brave One returned?
It's unbelievable.
We must be prepared.
We must gather all the artifacts.
I know where they are.
To gain the power
you need to save your little boy
you must bring those artifacts here.
We must find The Brave One
before anyone else does.
Others are looking too.
[sad music playing]
[sighs]
[man1] My condolences.
[sniffs] How is Grace, Moses?
Grace is fine.
We have a healthy daughter.
She was born yesterday.
[Moses] Both of them are doing well.
Congratulations. [sniffling]
Funeka. You know
she was important to us all.
You are so gracious, Mr
Moses Gidaba.
I'm pleased to meet you, ma'am.
- Mm. My pleasure.
- [Moses] Let me put the food down.
[Ayanda clears throat] Mr. Gasa
and you Mrs. Gasa,
sitting here with you,
listening to people talk
all about Funeka, and my heart just,
it just breaks
for this thing that happened to her.
- I'm willing to do anything to help you.
- [Mrs. Gasa sobbing]
[tense music playing]
[male voice on TV]
Ayanda Mbatha of the Mbatha Foundation,
has pledged to pay
for the funeral of the late victim.
- Where is Nkomo?
- [man scoffs]
Mr. Nkomo won't be joining us today.
He doesn't think it's
the right time to work with the Mbathas,
after what went down.
But tell me
Now,
how can I help you?
- I need something stolen.
- [laughing]
Mr. Nkomo
doesn't want to get involved right now
- doesn't want to work with the family of
- Fine, then I'll hire you.
I have someone for you
The best at stealing things.
[somber music playing]
[Mrs. Gasa sobbing]
[Pastor] Her days
on earth have come to an end.
She was known and loved by us.
[Mrs. Gasa sobbing]
[sniffs]
[somber music continues]
[sighs]
- [dog barking]
- [indistinct chatter in background]
Ntsiki, who sent those men
who came to the house and attacked you?
It's that woman I stole the bracelet from.
[sighs]
I swear to you, I'll keep
the promise I made to Funeka.
I will return the bracelet I stole.
And then I'm gonna ask that woman
why Funeka had to lose her life.
And then,
I'll go to the police
and I'll tell them everything I know.
I'm coming with you.
Understand?
Sure.
I'm gonna get the bracelet, then we'll go.
[man1] No, throw.
[man2] I know to throw nicely, brother.
- Dont just throw
- [indistinct chatter in the background]
[man1] Okay, gents.
- Huh, yes!
- Yo, Vee.
Sure, sure.
Can I have that bracelet?
- Bracelet?
- [Ntsiki] Mm.
Relax, we have company,
why are you like this?
[man1] Phew!
Hey, Ntsiki, what are you doing?
Ntsiki, what's going on?
- No, man, Ntsiki
- I told you I need
the bracelet, so what are you doing?
No, man. Relax, man.
- I found a buyer for it.
- Look, I don't give a fuck about a buyer
- I said give me that bracelet.
- [Vee] Jeez,
[Vee] You are crazy, man.
I got a very good price for that bracelet.
- Ntsiki, piss off.
- What? "Piss off"?
What do you think you're doing?
[voice in market] Hey, you dog!
- Don't make me beat it out of you!
- Whoa.
- Whoa.
- [indistinct chatter in background]
[Ntsiki panting]
Okay, I'm just locking up
so I'll be about 15 minutes late
for lunch. Okay.
- Hey.
- Sorry, we're closed.
- Come back after two.
- [Ntisiki whistles]
You?
- You stole my bracelet.
- Argh, of course you know I did.
That's why you sent
those people to kill me, right?
What? I didn't send anybody anywhere.
- It was you
- Shut the fuck up!
[woman yelps]
Piss off. Funeka is dead because of you.
Nkosi, what are you doing?
I swear, the security company
promised me they would get it back.
- And that's all I know. Please.
- Nkosi, let's go. What are you doing?
- I'm killing this bitch.
- Nkosi!
Put the gun down, man.
[whimpering] Please,
I don't know what you're talking about.
Please, I have kids.
Move, so I can kill this bitch!
[screaming] Stop please,
put the gun away! What are you doing?
Put down the gun, Nkosi, please.
Just put it down, please.
Put the gun down. I'll fix this.
Look, she doesn't know anything.
Let's go.
Lets go. Let's go! Eish.
[mobile phone beeps]
[mobile phone beeps]
[upbeat music playing]
[laughing] I don't like this.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
[Ntsiki laughing] What? That's not
[Ntsiki laughing] a date.
- [woman] Oh my God.
- [Ntsiki laughing]
Siya?
Your song, dude, is a jam.
You're definitely going places.
Um, Jane, this is
a friend of mine, Ntsiki.
Oh, hi.
- Nice outfit.
- Thanks.
Is it vintage?
Anyway, what's going on here?
Um, nothing. We're having
some dinner as you can see.
Well, don't leave here
without talking to me. Okay?
I know some people
who could put your song out there.
[Ntsiki chuckles]
I see
So that's your type?
Used to be my type.
But currently
I'm in the process of getting a new type.
Oh, okay.
When you decide on your type, let me know.
I can ask the waiter to bring a mirror,
that way you can see for yourself.
[laughs]
Smooth, huh?
[both laughing]
Ayanda!
- Ayanda!
- Er, she's gone out.
Oh, and where is my son?
Sleeping.
Did Ayanda say where she was going?
No, she didn't say.
Oh.
- Can I get you something to drink?
- Oh yes, please.
I got the guestroom ready
for your mother to sleep in.
[Luthando scoffs]
You know I forgot she's coming.
Uh, well, I didn't forget.
[scoffs] You didn't forget?
[soft music playing]
The thing is though,
I don't want my music to just mean
- something to other people, you know.
- Hmm.
It got to have more meaning
than that, even to myself.
It must come from within,
from deep inside.
And just tap into that connection.
- [huffs] And I'm talking too much.
- [Ntsiki] No! Mm-mm.
No.
You know where you're going.
That's why I like hanging out with you.
I've actually listened
to some of your stuff.
- Seriously?
- [Ntsiki laughs] Mm-hmm.
I think it's good.
Really good.
Thank you.
It must be nice
to be good at something, huh?
Well, yeah.
And luckily everyone is good at something.
Mm-mm.
See, my sister she is
She was the one
that was good at everything.
She was really special.
Hey.
You are too.
You're special.
If I was special,
trust me, I'd know.
[soft music playing]
Um
I'm gonna quickly go to the ladies.
Be right back.
Yeah.
[Jane] Hey.
I remember you.
You were that cocktail
waitress at the New Year's party.
You're crazy.
You're crazy, thinking you can date Siya.
[Jane scoffs]
Let me give you some advice,
woman to waitress.
Don't fool yourself.
Siya is a nice guy but he would never,
ever, fall for someone like you.
Go back to whatever
bush you crawled out from.
[swooshing sound]
[Jane screaming]
[Jane crying]
[Ntsiki panting]
[yelling]
[Mr. Gasa] Ntsiki.
- Wake up my baby. You're dreaming.
- [Ntsiki panting]
Wake up, baby.
[Ntsiki whimpering]
- [indistinct conversation in distance]
- [traffic noises]
I know you wish Funeka had lived,
- not me.
- [dog barking in distance]
I don't wish death upon you, Ntsiki.
- [Mrs. Gasa sniffling]
- I know you do.
[upbeat music playing]
[Nkosi] Hey, Ntsiki.
Hey, what's up, bro?
- Are you well?
- Look, um
I want to apologize
for what I did yesterday.
I
I understand.
It's a lot, this thing.
But, I think I know a guy who can help us.
A knocks man.
He knows everything about everything.
He can help us to find those bikers.
What's wrong?
Or you wanna wait
till the police to do something?
Promise me you won't do
what you did yesterday.
I promise.
Cool.
Let's go.
[man humming]
- Hey, Unam!
- [Unam humming]
- Unam!
- [Unam] Hm?
Long time no see.
Listen man, we need to talk.
- Huh?
- Come on, man, let's talk.
Yeah, let's talk.
- [Nkosi grunts]
- [Ntsiki] Hey, what's wrong with you?
- [Unam] You said you were helping me.
- No, what the hell are you doing, man?
This guy stole from my cousin
and bought drugs with it.
- That was such a long time ago.
- Do you want me to beat you up again?
Oh, I'm begging you man,
please. He's changed, I swear.
My sister, his fiancée, was murdered.
Please my brother, we need your help.
He's not who he used to be, please.
What do you want?
To find some bikers.
One bike in particular.
It has yellow stripes on it.
[scoffs] A bike, you two?
And the stripes are yellow?
That's what you have?
[somber music plays]
Sure, fine.
What must I do?
[Ntsiki] And then? What was he all about?
[sighs] Yeah, all I can say is
- I have a past.
- [indistinct background chatter]
But Funeka helped me
leave that life behind.
Who's gonna fight for us now?
Uh-huh, don't look at me.
I can't even take care of myself, yo.
[driver] Get in.
You're crazy,
no way I'm getting in that car.
[Ayanda] Is that
how you speak to the person
who paid for your sister's funeral?
[Ntsiki exhales]
I heard you're a thief.
A very good one,
from the stories going round.
I won't sit here
and listen to you talk crap about me.
You stole my friend's bracelet.
She says she didn't feel a thing.
I have a job for you.
If you refuse,
then I'll use all my connections
to make sure you hear me.
And that your family,
is the first to be evicted from Ilanga.
[paper rustling]
Get me these.
[dramatic music playing]
[dramatic music continues]
[Ntsiki groans]
[Ntsiki panting]
[security guard1]
Don't even come with your useless talk.
- That talk won't work here.
- [security guard2] Yeah, okay.
- Do you eat this at home, huh?
- Ah, just play
- the game, man.
- Do you eat this at home?!
[tense music playing]
[indistinct whispering voices]
- [swooshing sound]
- [whispering voices continues]
[security guard3] Stop there!
- [Ntsiki yelling]
- [security guard3 yelps]
[panting]
[Ntsiki shouts]
[frantic panting]
[security guard1] Hey, you thief! Hey!
Stop that dog!
- [security guard2] Stop him!
- [security guard1] Let's go!
[security guard1] Let's go!
Don't let that thief get away!
- [security guard1 yells] Stop!
- Hey!
[car tires screech]
- [security guard1 yells] Stop!
- [Ntsiki] Come on!
- [security guard1 yells] Stop her!
- [security guard2] Stop, you!
- Hey, you!
- Hey, stop right there. Stop!
[Ntsiki panting]
[security gaurd1] Hey Albert,
look over there by the traffic lights.
She couldn't have gone far, Albert.
Do you see anything?
Come on, let's go.
- There she is!
- Hey, you thief!
Hey, stop right there,
you bloody thief! Stop!
[dramatic music playing]
[Ntsiki fakes enthusiasm] Ah!
I thought you were making a joke.
[Ndyebo panting]
[Ndyebo]
I want to thank you for your time.
The red moon is holy
just like your child is holy.
[tense music playing]
You can't just come over here
whenever the hell you feel like.
Why were those people here with a baby?
None of your business!
What's in the bag?
Ha, my niece!
Ha!
Wow! [laughing]
[Ndyebo] We did it!
[tense music continues]
So you're planning
to use them for yourself,
the power of the Brave One.
You were never gonna help me.
- The life of one child is not important.
- This child is mine.
His life
is everything to me.
I won't allow you to do this.
[Ayanda screams] Ah, my uncle!
[panting]
[Ayanda yelps]
My uncle, ur, we don't need to be enemies.
Did you think that I was going
to share the power
of The Brave One when I can
- have it for myself?
- [Ayanda yells] Ah!
- [Ayanda yells]
- [Ndyebo grunts]
- [tense music continues]
- [sobbing]
[sobbing]
[tense music continues]
Subtitle translation by: Regina Njoku