Blood Legacy (2024) s01e06 Episode Script

1
Okay, all right.
[door creaks]
Good morning, Mr. Sifiso.
My name is Khanyi.
[Sifiso] Please come inside.
Thank you.
[Sifiso] I remember you as a little girl.
Watching you in the sugarcane fields.
I remember you.
If I think about it now,
I think everyone in your family
trusted me.
They knew I would look after you
because they knew me.
Do you have medicine?
Something to apply on your wounds?
No.
What's the full story?
I told him everything I knew.
I told him that I didn't see anyone.
All I heard was a single gunshot.
And that's the reason why
I called the police.
I realized that something had to be wrong.
[Khanyi] Who did you speak to?
To your brother.
To Mandla?
Yes, that's right.
Did he do this?
[Mzilikazi] What are we gonna do now?
I don't know.
The only thing I know is that
somebody killed my father.
They were brutal and cruel.
It's more than just a hit.
Whoever it was who did this
wanted to torture him.
It reeks of something personal.
Don't you think that maybe it was Mandla?
Sifiso looks pretty traumatized.
No.
It's not Mandla.
Mandla is many things
but he's not a murderer.
May we go get him some medication?
[spy] They just left his house.
Yes, they were in there speaking to him
for maybe ten, fifteen minutes.
Well done, Nkanyamba. Thanks a lot.
You're welcome, sir.
[line beeps]
Make them understand that these delays
are completely out of our control.
There's nothing much we can do about them.
- We need to talk.
- Listen, we're handling this, all right?
- The drivers will have to
- [line beeping]
Wow, that was pretty dramatic.
- You're in our father's office.
- No, I'm in the CEO's office.
You're not CEO yet.
Khanyisile.
What do you really want?
You attacked Sifiso Mbaweni.
- Who?
- Sif
Don't play dumb with me.
You know who I'm talking about.
You attacked the security guard on duty
the day Dad passed away.
So tell me then,
you really didn't find it
the least bit strange
that when Dad was killed,
he was suddenly nowhere to be found?
Granted, but did you see
the state of his face?
Fine, I'll send him something
to treat his wounds,
but as a company, we have bigger problems
on our hands right now.
You know what, Brother?
You're heartless.
While you're running around,
poking at every bush
and play acting like you're a detective,
the company is sinking.
Do you even know what's happening?
We haven't made a single delivery today.
Not one.
I know.
- And I'm working on it.
- [stammers] No.
I'm afraid that you are in over your head.
No, forget it. I'll fix it.
Don't patronize me.
I know how to move sugarcane.
Fine, try it.
Yeah, give it a shot. Let's see.
But if you fail, you must admit
that you cannot run this company.
And then you take your flat ass
back to Cape Town.
Deal.
- But if I can salvage this situation
- [phone ringing]
you will resign from this company
and watch me run it.
Yeah. Be sure to pack your bags.
Yeah.
[chuckles]
All right.
[knocking]
- Yeah?
- Mrs. Lethu Hadebe?
Yeah?
Yes, I'm here about your house.
[scoffs] The house is not for sale.
Oh, no. That's not a problem.
I'm a location scout,
and I work for a production house.
What's that?
We make movies.
So when I saw your house,
I just thought that
this is the perfect place for us to shoot.
Do you mind if I have a look inside?
[sighs] Uh-uh,
I don't know anything about movies.
We can pay 100,000 rand per day.
- [Lethu] That's my husband.
- Mmm.
He was a doctor.
It hasn't even been a year
since his passing.
He always liked to do everything himself.
Even our garden out there,
if you'd like to see it.
- Yes, of course.
- Okay.
- My husband loved his garden.
- Mmm.
He cared for it like one of his patients.
But now I'm the one
who has to look after it.
By yourself?
Mmm. That can't be easy.
What can I do?
The money has dried up and I'm unemployed.
- Have a seat.
- Oh.
With the little I have left, it's tough.
I really have to spend it wisely.
Mmm. I'm sorry, Mrs. Hadebe.
I'm sorry it's been such a struggle.
[sighs]
Yeah.
Thank you, ma'am.
So, what can you tell me?
Tell me more about this movie
you mentioned. It sounds exciting.
Quinton, it is a matter of urgency.
I need you to grant us
a permit to use the railway.
I need to do deliveries as soon as today.
Yes. I could, but
But what?
I'm afraid this is not an easy thing
to get through.
There's due process to follow.
You have the capacity to do it.
But what you're asking,
and with the turnaround time
I don't understand.
Maybe that's why
I should be dealing with Mandla.
He'll know how to expedite things.
Is that your final stand?
It's a pity.
Mrs. Hadebe, are you sure
you don't want to sell your house?
Young lady,
this house is my husband's house.
He lived here with his family
until the day he died.
That's why I won't ever be selling it.
But, Mrs. Hadebe,
could I at least make you an offer?
We're done here.
You may go now.
[person] Mom!
That's my son.
Don't mention anything about
- wanting to buy the house.
- Mom! Where's the food?
Who's this now?
She wants to hire the house.
They're making a movie.
How much are they paying?
100,000 a day.
I'm the one you need to talk to
about that, not her.
I want the money in cash quickly.
Actually, Thuli was on her way out.
I want it quickly.
I'm sorry, Dad, but she's not interested
in selling her house at all.
We have to find another way.
What about her son?
Aggressive.
What an entitled brat.
I'm sure he's just waiting
for his mother to die
so he can have his inheritance.
He's smart.
Um, Dad [clears throat]
I'm sorry that
I didn't manage to get the house.
I realize how much you wanted it.
But I did find other options.
I found something more modern, bigger.
If you take a look at page three,
I think you'll really like the house.
Fine, I'll take a look at it.
[Mandla] Ah, Nkanyamba.
I have an urgent job
that I need you to do.
It's quite a delicate one.
You want a government permit
to use the railways?
Correct. We are having problems
using our transport route.
[Navi] Mmm.
Khanyi, my office isn't responsible
for helping people get permits.
Please do not think that
because I went to your father's funeral
or because your last name is Ndlovu,
that I'll go out of my way to help you.
On the contrary, Madam Premier.
I'm not here asking for any favors.
I did follow the correct channels.
I went to Minister Titus' office
with the proper documentation
and submitted the request
to get the permit.
I hope I'm not making a mistake,
but Minister Titus made it very clear
that in order for us to attain the permit,
he would want a handout,
which is something I refused to do.
You're quite correct.
I barely know you, but when we met,
I was under the impression
that you understood where I'm coming from.
What can I do?
Okay, leave it with me.
- Thank you.
- I'll speak to someone about the railways,
but bear in mind, you still have to
get your produce to the stations.
How are you going to do that
without drivers?
Have you seen the news?
[reporter] The situation is currently
intensifying at Spear Industries.
[protestors chanting, singing]
[reporter] As you can see,
the workers are still striking.
They will not allow any shipments
to go in or come out.
The police have been notified
[Khanyi] Please arrange a meeting
with the leaders of the unions.
I'm on my way.
[Nkanyamba]
The woman is clean as a whistle, sir.
[Mandla] What about her son?
Philane is useless and unemployed.
He's a freeloader and a dropout.
He has a gambling problem and a temper.
Last year, he actually spent
six months in jail.
He was charged with
assault with a deadly weapon.
All right.
That's what we'll use against them.
Yes, sir.
[protestors, in Zulu]
We're fighting for our rights ♪
We're fighting for our rights ♪
[reporters clamoring]
- [reporter] Wait a second, Khanyi.
- [in English] The people want to know.
- [Sean] Khanyi!
- [clamoring continues]
Khanyi! Excuse me. Khanyi!
- [singing continues]
- Let him through.
[protestors, in Zulu]
We're fighting for our rights ♪
- [in English] What do you want, Sean?
- To thank you.
- For what?
- For trying to ruin my life.
This proves to me that what I'm doing
matters, and I'm not going to stop.
I don't know
what you're talking about, Sean.
You got me fired!
I did not get you fired, Sean. Fuck off.
- [protestors, in Zulu] No, no ♪
- [reporter 2] Just one question, Khanyi!
- No, no ♪
- [reporter 2] Khanyi!
No, no ♪
We're fighting for
We're fighting for our rights ♪
[in English] I had asked if I could see
the representative of the union.
Yeah, Buhle is
the one who is leading the strike.
- Oh.
- She's here on behalf of the drivers.
[stammers] Buhle's father was
a prominent member of the organization.
I would like to talk to
the actual CEO of Spear, not you.
Gatsheni, my father.
I'm all you've got. Not your father.
Let's all take a seat.
[Khanyi clears throat]
My father always cared about
the rights of the workers
and about meeting their needs.
I'm here to honor him.
What has happened to
your father, Buhle, was very cruel.
You're right.
Listen, not a single driver is getting on
a truck that belongs to Spear
before we get what we want.
What we really want, ma'am,
is permanent employment contracts.
Mm-hmm.
[driver] I've been working here
for five years already
but, to this day,
I'm still signing contracts.
We also want to be protected.
I spoke to the other drivers.
They want assurance that their families
will be protected should anything happen.
- [driver] Yeah.
- We will take care of your family.
Not only us, all of the drivers.
Life insurance for all the drivers.
[stammers] Hang on.
I'm asking you to
just be reasonable, please.
Were the dogs
who killed my father reasonable?
[Khanyi] Let's all calm down.
Okay.
Our drivers, do they have life insurance?
We don't. We don't have any insurance.
You know, we are actually under
no obligation to pay contractors any UIF.
So, it's just about the bottom line
for you people?
If we did this, we would have to give it
to everyone who works for Spear.
That would bring us more problems,
more strikes,
which would put us under more pressure.
Where will it end?
Dumisani, please can you give me
just a minute with Zakhele and Buhle?
I'm the CFO.
I urge you to consider what I've said.
I will do that.
You know, Auntie, we need a solution here.
A solution that will help the drivers
in the long run.
That's what's going to work for us here.
I agree with you.
It's a tough conversation,
but nonetheless,
a conversation that needs to be had.
It makes me very happy
to see you fighting for workers' rights.
Especially you, Zakhele.
It shows that they trust you.
Buhle.
I admire very much that you're fighting
for your father's legacy.
So am I.
I want to build a legacy of trust
and integrity to honor his memory.
I am begging you,
please convince the drivers
to deliver their shipments
to the nearest rail station.
Away from the gangsters who are
blocking the highways.
[Zakhele stammers] Auntie, no.
- That's Granddad's bracelet.
- [Khanyi] Yes.
It's one of the very few things
my father left to me.
But after I give you what you want,
you will give this back to me.
I will give you and all the
deserving drivers what you're asking for.
Life insurance.
[gqom music playing]
[Philane] Bull's-eye!
You idiot. You missed! [chuckles]
That was a terrible shot.
Bring me a beer.
Oh. Just give me a second.
Mm-hmm.
I was hoping to find someone here tonight
I could compete with in a game of pool.
You played a terrible game.
I'm looking at two idiots.
That was nonsense.
Hey! Screw you, you piece of shit.
- Hey, piss off!
- What did you say?
- Hey? [grunts]
- [patrons clamoring]
[Nkanyamba groans]
[Philane] Say that again.
- Have something to say?
- [grunting]
- Piss off! [grunts]
- [yelping]
- [officer] Cooperate.
- Let go of me! What did I do?
You're hurting me. Let me go, hey!
Hey, my boys. My boys, whoa.
This man said he's got a gun in his car.
That he was going to kill me dead.
- Yeah, I swear.
- What are you talking about?
[Philane] I don't have a gun.
Someone else must have put it there.
That's not my gun! [groans]
That's not my gun!
It's not [grunts]
[Lethu] Thank you.
[Nkanyamba] Uh, ma'am.
Oh. Hello there.
Ma'am, I just wanted to let you know that
your son said he was going to
blow my brains out today.
- Look, ma'am. Just look at this.
- Goodness.
Wow.
I just don't know
what to do with this child anymore.
[Nkanyamba] Mmm.
- I'm sorry.
- [scoffs]
Sorry doesn't help.
You see, it doesn't help me at all.
I'm going to sue your son
until he has nothing left.
Until he can't even afford underwear.
[sighs] I'm begging you, sir.
I promise you that
this child was raised properly.
I don't know what's gotten into him.
[sighs] Is there anything that I can do?
Otherwise,
they will send my child back to jail.
[Nkanyamba] Hmm.
Maybe there's something we can do.
[sighs] I would appreciate that very much.
- Yes, ma'am.
- I'd be grateful.
Evening, Khanyi. Please sit down.
I've made my decision.
Mandla is the one who is
going to run Spear.
That's a mistake, Mom.
Mandla is the only one who knows
how to run the business properly.
He's a lost cause, Mom.
Don't you see he's sinking?
He won't be able to run things
the way Dad wanted.
Remember one thing.
You left us. You abandoned us, Khanyi.
So I'm wondering what it is
that's fueling your fight all of a sudden.
Because I want my father's good name
to be guarded.
At least the man I thought he was
all those years ago.
It doesn't matter now, Mom.
- [Ntombenhle sighs]
- You've made your decision.
There's nothing more I can do.
I'm going now to Dad's grave
to say goodbye.
I just hope
you can live with your decision.
Gatsheni.
Boyabenyathi.
[Vusi] It looks like
the strike has come to an end.
We were able to make deliveries today.
[chuckles] What did I tell you?
That's great. I told you Mandla was
the right man for this position.
Mmm.
- Mmm.
- What? Is there something you want to say?
He played his part,
there's no doubt about that.
No, man. Vusi, what are you saying?
Spit it out.
Actually, it's Khanyisile
who went to speak to the workers.
And what about today's deliveries?
She transported them by railway.
Dad, I have tried.
But I'm failing.
I don't know
what I was trying to achieve, Gatsheni.
Maybe
I was trying to change the past.
I don't know, Dad.
Maybe I was trying to change history.
Huh.
I really wish I knew how
she was able to pull that off.
She handed over her bracelet from Gatsheni
to prove to them that she
will definitely keep her promise.
She's very smart. She's earned my respect.
[Ntombenhle] Mmm.
- [magazine loading]
- [gunshots]