Reyka (2021) s02e05 Episode Script

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-Casey H.
-"H"?
-She's from Bryanston in Joburg.
-How does he get away so
quickly?
-There's two tunnels
right around Lover's Lane,
and they both lead into
stormwater drains.
We block every exit route.
-He'll migrate.
-The priority's not the
location. It's the shoes.
-Look, the tactical team raided
Speelman's farmhouse in Eshowe.
There was no sign of him.
-A married man
died in my bedroom, Ma.
-My husband -- where is he?
I was told to
come to this address.
-We got back late from a police
raid, had a few drinks,
and Leon decided to stay the
night rather than drive home.
-Are you fucking with me?
-Your bath's running.
Don't forget to turn it off
before it overflows.
I'm going to leave.
-Where are you going?
-Home.
Before I do, I'm gonna find out
what happened to
our baby Gabriel
the boy you made me give away.
-Portia?
-How's my brilliant girl?
-Where is Portia?
What have you done with her?
Portia? It's Reyka!
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Portia. No!
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-And Peter got out of
the boat
and began to walk
on the water towards Jesus.
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When he saw how strong the wind
was, he became frightened.
And beginning to sink,
he cried out, "Lord, save me!"
And immediately,
Jesus stretched out his arm
and he caught him.
"Oh, you of little faith.
Why did you doubt?"
Let us pray.
Our Father, thank you for
bringing us all together here,
in this day of hardship
and times of trouble.
-I'm happy you came.
-Thank you, Father.
Portia gets stronger every day.
-I do wish you'd held
the funeral rites here, Angus.
-Portia didn't want a service.
The baby was very ill, and
God took him to ease
his suffering.
We made peace with that.
-I've been meaning to ask you
to come and speak at one of our
"Youth Alive" seminars.
I mean, the kids would love it.
-Speak about what?
-Your story.
Scotland to South Africa
with the clothes on your back.
Now the owner
of a successful banana farm.
-I don't know.
Portia needs me at home.
-This might not bring you solace
right now, Angus, but
it takes a village
to raise a child.
-Are you a giant?
-No.
-A wizard?
-Definitely not.
-What are you?
-Mr. Speelman
is a banana farmer.
-Doyou have monkeys?
-We do. We've got so many,
they're a pest.
-Listen carefully.
You're going to learn a lot.
-What did the banana
say to the doctor?
"I'm not peeling well."
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-Reyka! Reyka.
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-I won't be long.
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-Portia!
I've got exciting news!
-Angus?
I can't do this anymore.
-You can't do what?
-I'm tired.
-I know.
-I miss him so much.
-Me too.
-And it's my fault.
-Portia
Do you trust me?
I found a girl.
-What?
-At the church.
She's 12.
-12?
-Her name isReyka.
-Reyka?
-Yes.
And she's mixed race.
-Like if we had our own?
-She's perfect.
Our daughter.
At last, we can have the family
we've always dreamt of.
-Thank you.
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-Oh, my God!
Portia? Portia! Oh, no!
Portia, wake up!
Portia, wake up!
Portia, wake
-Reyka.
-How could you?
-What, my love?
-Did you kill her?!
-Who?
-You know who.
-Portia?
-Yes, Angus, Portia.
-What? She's dead?
-You call me minutes before
I find her dead,
and there's a promise ring
on her finger.
-A promise ring?
How did she die?
When I left that flat,
she was very much alive.
-So you were here.
-For one night.
I made banana curry.
-Why would you kill her?
She loved you, Angus.
-Listen to me, Reyka.
I was there, we talked, I left.
Where are you now?
-Don't worry about that.
-I can --
I can come and get you.
We can talk.
-No, you've talked enough.
I'm leaving.
You'll never have to see me
again.
-No, Angus, wait! Angus!
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Portia.
Portia!
I'm so sorry.
-Looking for a room
for the night?
Palm Bay Hotel.
Fancy.
Cheapest in Durbs.
-I need to lay low.
Cops never go inside.
-Zee?
-Hey, babe.
For how long?
I'm with Zoe.
I thought I could go back to
your place and go chill.
-Uh
Casey H.
-Missing-Persons Unit.
-Sergeant Mathonsi, please.
-Please hold.
-Thank you.
-Mathonsi.
-Durban Harbour Police.
I think we've found one of
your missing-persons cases.
Catherine Hoffman
from Bryanston?
-Yeah? Is she alive?
She's the third murder victim
of a serial killer
on the Durban docks,
the Lover's Lane killer.
-Send proof of I.D.
before I inform the parents.
Their daughter's
been missing for two years.
I don't want to dash their
hopes until we're certain.
-Copy that.
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No forced entry.
Looks like a fight
started over here
and ended in here.
Thank you.
-Empty. Dispensed yesterday.
-OD'd?
-Most likely.
-Speelman could've forced her
to swallow the pills.
-Then there'll be scarring
on the larynx,
skin under the fingernails,
evidence of a struggle.
-She has scarring on
her face and head
from being pushed underwater.
-Could be a previous injury.
Everything else points to
suicide.
Running water,
radio on her favourite station.
-Are you defending him?
-No, but I know him.
He's a paedophile,
not a murderer.
-Can he be both?
-The pathologies are different.
He may be capable of violence,
but kill her in cold blood?
Look at the promise ring.
-What about it?
-He gave one to all
his abductees
as a memento of his love for us.
Portia could've put the ring
on her finger
before taking her own life.
-Hmm.
Alright, let's get this body
to the morgue.
-Brigadier.
Not without my approval.
Yes, sir.
I do know about
the Water Summit.
No. I'm sorry, but
Now?
I'm on my way.
-What's going on?
-Brigadier's authorised a
full-scale raid on Lover's Lane.
-You go.
-Anything you need, sir.
Yeah.
-Yeah.
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-Brigadier!
Brigadier!
-I don't want to hear it, Reyka!
This comes from the Minister.
-I'm sorry.
All he cares about is
the Water Summit.
It's a political move that will
ruin the investigation.
-He wants everyone that fits
the profile, your profile,
in handcuffs tonight!
-I know,
but the profile changes.
-We don't have time for that!
The harbour needs to be safe.
-You won't pick him up!
-Why not?
-Because force will
frighten him off.
He has escape routes.
-If I have to put the entire
army through those tunnels,
I will.
-He'll migrate, perhaps closer
to the Water Summit site.
-Don't you threaten me.
-Okay, if he feels safe,
he'll stay.
The cane-field killer
also preyed in
a tight geographical area.
It is what they do.
-I am tired of the psychobabble.
I need results, Reyka.
-Have I ever given you
a reason to doubt me?
-Your head is gone.
Everyone can see that.
-Oh, that's bullshit, Felix.
-It's Brigadier Francke to you.
-I know these men.
If he takes flight,
you'll never see him again.
You call off the raid
or this case is over, Brigadier!
-One moment.
Yes?
-Company?
-I'm sorry?
-Woman.
-Oh, no, no, no.
-Nice African lady.
-A close friend
passed this evening,
so I'd -- I'd prefer
some privacy, thank you.
-We have many flavour
for every taste.
-Not for me.
-Why don't you?
-I just want to be left alone.
Is that going to be a problem?
Thank you.
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-Just go home, just go home,
just go home.
You don't need a drink, Reyka.
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Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck.
-Zee
you can't leave the door open.
It's not safe.
-Hey, babe.
Say hi to Zoe.
-Hi, Zoe.
How's the orphanage?
-No, it's a children's home.
Behave.
-Okay.
-My bad, baby. Come sit here.
Come play with us.
-No, I think you guys
should leave.
-Well, I think you should chill.
Huh?
You can't smoke weed here.
Baby, it's for personal use.
-I'm literally a cop, Zwelethu.
-Why are you raging?
We all good --
-Listen, I can't do this
right now, okay?
Sorry, Zoe.
But it's been a bad day.
-Ayanda --
-Okay.
Okay.
Let's go, Zoe.
-You like it?
I told you you'd like it.
-What is it?
-It's dolmades.
It's sort of
Oh, Reyka.
Reyka, my darling girl.
I missed you.
-How was Mozambique?
I could've stayed forever.
-I'm sorry.
-Don't be.
With everything else
that's going on,
I didn't think you'd have time
to take in a lodger.
-Yeah, how are you doing,
darling?
-Hey.
-What are you doing here?
-The shelter is lame.
I saw your address in the
register, so
-I'm sorry, sweetheart.
You've got to go back.
-Maybe she can stay one night.
-No, Ma, she can't stay with us.
It's unethical.
Since when do you
care about rules?
-Well, her mother
is probably looking for her.
-She's working on a ship.
-Reyka, she needs help.
-Ma, I do not have this in me
right now!
Portia killed herself today.
-Oh, my sweetheart.
I'm so sorry.
-No, no. I'm going to bed.
-Look, uh
-I just want to come home
to a relaxed space.
-Of course. I understand.
-with your friends or --
-I don't want to.
-Then go somewhere else.
-I want to be with you.
I'm just saying,
you're always working, Ayanda.
-It's not going to fly here.
-Chill.
I'm not trying to fight.
-Chill?
That's all you do.
I work day and night!
My job pays the bills.
-Okay, okay.
alright, I take that back.
Tell me about today.
-We ID'd the
Lover's Lane victim.
She's a runaway. Casey Hoffman.
-How do you know?
-We found her hair tie at
the Maritime Inn.
It matches the DNA
from her body.
-That's elite, baby.
-It's teamwork.
-No, no. It's all you.
-Stop it.
-No.
Ayanda
you're so amazing.
-I know what you're
trying to do.
-Baby, you're right.
Every day, you get up and earn
while I'm just stuck here,
trying to make ends meet.
Your break will come.
-We'll see.
That's why I appreciate you,
baby.
-That's what I need.
-I know what you need.
-What are you doing?
-Zee.
-I'm doing us.
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-Morning, morning.
-Hey.
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-Welcome to Sunrise.
How can I help?
-I wonder, do you keep a record
of the kids who have lived here?
-In the past? Wow.
Uh, so many kids
have come and gone,
it's impossible to keep track
if they don't keep in touch.
-I have a name if that helps.
-Okay.
-Gabriel Gigaba.
-Gabriel Gigaba?
-Yes. Do you know him?
-Rings a bell, but I can't put
a face to the name.
-He's my son.
-Your son?
-Yeah, I haven't seen him
since he was a baby.
-Really?
You gave him up?
-We had to.
-Why?
-May I leave you my number, and
if you come to hear anything --
Sure. Over here.
Sunrise Children's Shelter.
-Now, come. I want to see
the playroom again.
-You see? It's not that bad
when you give it a chance.
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Hello. What are you doing?
Oh, sweet, man.
The kids are adorable.
-Uh, yes, they can be.
Would you like to see
the rest of the property?
-Oh, sure.
-This way.
-Yeah?
-It's Angus.
-Hi.
-Did you find out
what happened to Portia?
-She OD'd.
-Told you.
-Angus, um,
what do you want?
-I want to hand myself in.
-Okay, okay, okay.
That's good, that's good.
-I can't live like this --
on the run.
I'm not a criminal.
You know that.
-I know, Angus.
Let's meet. Just us.
-That sounds nice.
-You're doing
the right thing, Angus.
-Thank you, my love.
But, first,
I want something from you.
-Okay, what is it?
-There's a boy who grew up at
the Sunrise Children's Shelter,
Gabriel Gigaba.
-Yeah?
-I want you to find him.
-Who is he?
-Someone important to me.
That's all you need to know.
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-Zee. Some old guy was
here asking about Tokkie.
Claims he's his son,
but this toppie
is white as snow.
Don't call him that.
He's had it tough.
Tougher than most.
Yeah, I know.
He still scares me sometimes,
too.
Don't start that again.
No, because you have
a girlfriend who worships you.
Don't be trash, man.
-Uh, gin and tonic, please.
-It's happy hour
somewhere in the world, right?
Indeed, it is.
Do you care to join me?
-Okay.
Are you a club member?
-No, no.
I'm just interested in boats.
Uh, may I ask?
Cargo ships.
-Mm-hmm?
-They travel as far as the UK?
-You get on the right one,
it can take you
anywhere in the world.
-Oh. I mean
they take passengers?
-No, no. You have to be
part of the crew.
-Oh.
-Mm-hmm.
-So, what about stowaways?
-Well, if they're found,
they get sent back to land.
Or they're made to
walk the plank.
Thrown overboard, eh?
Yeah, shipowners can't afford
to have stowaways on board.
-Well, I guess I better
buy a V.I.P. ticket
on a passenger liner.
-Yeah, that's the style,
Captain.
-Do it in luxury.
-Hi.
-Hi.
-Is Reyka in?
-Um
-Can I speak to her?
-Who are you?
-Georgina.
I'mLeon Lombard's widow.
-II don't
-Ma.
It's okay, Ma.
Do you want to come inside and
have some coffee or something?
I'll get you a water, maybe?
-So, you and Leon
worked together?
-Um
well, Search and Rescue
help detectives with cases.
-What do you do?
-I profile killers.
-Ah. Yeah.
He would've loved that.
-Georgina
I didn't really know Leon
that well.
-Yeah?
Well, that makes two of us.
-He was your husband.
-I don't need you
to tell me that.
-I'm sorry. I would never --
-If he was going to hurt his
family by having an affair,
it must've meant
something to him.
-Well, he never told me
that it meant anything.
-I don't believe you.
He might've seemed tough
on the outside,
but he always knew
what he wanted.
-It wasn't like that with us.
-Us?
Wow.
-I'm sorry. I didn't mean --
-I need to sit down.
Was he
going to leave his boys for you?
-What?
-Did he want a divorce?
-No.
-Did he even love us?
-Georgina, please.
I don't know what it is
that you want me to say.
-Did he?
-Well, to be honest
he didn't speak about you.
-Really?
-I didn't even know he had kids.
Yeah. Thank you. I
I have to go.
-Georgina --
-I'm fine. It's -- it's okay.
I need to pick up
my boys from swimming.
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Okay, are you spying on me now?
-I heard the gist of it.
-And?
-Did you know he had kids?
-What?
No, Ma. I would never have.
-I think you would have.
-How can you say that, Ma?
-This is not about an affair.
This is about Speelman.
-What?
This has nothing to do with
Angus, Ma!
-You and I both know --
-What do you know, Ma?
-Your attraction to older men,
father figures.
-I was not attracted to Leon
because he was a father figure.
-Speelman still has
a hold over you because he is.
Come on, Ma.
-Every time he gets closer,
you spin out of control.
-Closer?
-He escaped from prison.
-Not to get at me.
-He got to Portia.
He's contacted you, hasn't he?
What does he want?
-I don't know.
His prison doctor seems to think
that he poses a danger to me.
-Please be careful, my love.
I'm so sorryabout Portia.
I know how much you loved her.
-Ma, she --
-I know.
She was a mother to you.
But
She didn't des--
She didn't des--
She didn't deserve it, Ma.
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-Sir, ma'am, Detective Tanner.
-At last.
-Is anyone hurt?
-It's a bit late for that.
-Sorry, ma'am.
Detective Services
are overloaded with dockets,
and I got here
as soon as I could.
-The constables you send
here are useless.
They don't understand
what's happening here.
-You say it's more than theft.
-Our store is being targeted.
-By who?
-By people who want us out.
-We've been here
for more than 30 years.
-Must we suffer
because the police are busy?
-Can you identify
the thieves, sir?
-Blacks.
-Age?
-Okay, thank you.
Hopefully,
this is an isolated incident
and they'll leave you
in peace, yeah?
-That's it?
Yes, ma'am.
For now, that's it.
Thank you.
-Wow. Fucking useless.
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-Reyka.
-Hey.
-Give me that name again.
-Oh, yeah.
Uh, it's Gabriel Gigaba.
Arrived at Sunrise Children's
Shelter in 1990.
-Gigaba, Gabriel,
Gabriel, Gabriel.
Oh, here.
-You got it?
-Yes. "Child assumed dead."
-Thanks -- Thanks, Jimmy.
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-Oh, I'm sorry. I
I must have the wrong room.
No, I--
I-I think you might be, um
-Lala.
For your more experienced needs.
-No. Listen, I'm not --
-Sir, special discount.
Pensioner rate.
-I'm a foreign traveller.
I told you, I'd --
-That's what they always say.
-Look, I thought
I'd made myself clear.
Listen, I'll tell you what.
I'll just leave.
-Whoa. You owe money.
-Okay. Alright.
Uh, well, that's -- that's 250.
That's it.
That's all I've got. Take it.
The pin.
-I don't know.
-The pin!
-I don't know. It's not my card!
I promise, it's not mine!
-You owe me.
I'll be back in the morning.
I want that pin.
-Lala, let's go.
-Life with Zoe, huh?
Huh?
-Babe.
-Hmm?
-Come to bed.
I have an early morning.
-Okay. I'm sorry.
Oh, shit.
-Zee.
-Mm.
-Awesome.
-Where have you been?
For a swim this early?
-How can you tell?
-Aww!
Was it beautiful?
-Oh, as always. Look.
-I miss that, Richie.
Oh, wait, wait, wait.
Here's Reyka.
Say hello. Say hello.
-Wait, Mom. I'm not
Hi.
-Ola, ola, Reyka!
-I'll call you later.
-Oh, and I'm obsessed
with older men.
Right. Let's go with that.
-Richard is my age.
-Oh, wow. Really? He looks 80.
-Oh, don't be mean.
I
I feel happy with him, Reyka.
Is that so awful?
-No, Mom.
I get it, like I always do.
-On -- on that, um
how would you feel if Richie
came to stay for a few days?
-Here?
-Of course, with me.
-Yeah, Ma. Do what you want.
-Thank you, sweetheart.
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Okay.
Angus?
-Did you find Gabriel Gigaba?
-Yes.
-You did? Where is he?
-I'll tell you,
but only in person.
-Okay. I'll meet you inside
uShaka Marine World, one hour.
You come alone, Reyka.
I mean it.
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-What happened to Portia?
Angus, I met with Doc--
I met Dr. Lawrence.
He told me
you'd want to hurt me.
-Never.
-He's wrong?
-You're my daughter, Reyka.
Why would I hurt you?
-He thinks I humiliated you
in the interview.
-Well, you lied.
You made me look weak,
like some sort of victim.
-The part about
your mother is true, Angus.
You told me that in my bedroom.
-Don't speak about her.
-It wasn't your fault, Angus.
You were just a little boy.
-Shut up! Shut up!
-I'm sorry.
-Where's Gabriel?
-Who is he?
-He's my boy.
Our boy, Portia and me.
We had him before you.
-I thought you said
you couldn't have kids.
-He was our beautiful boy.
Cursed. Cried all the time.
We abandoned him.
Worst mistake of our lives.
Anywayyou found him.
Where is he?
-Angus
I'm sorry.
The records say
that Gabriel is dead.
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You need to come with me now
because we had a deal!
Angus! Angus!
Sorry. Excuse me, sorry.
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Hey!
Okay.
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-Don't move.
Put them back.
Do you want me to call the cops?
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Get out! Get out!
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Dad! Help!
Somebody!
No! Help!
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