Blood Legacy (2024) s01e15 Episode Script

[siren wailing]
Mr. Ndlovu.
[police radio chatter]
What happened here?
[siren wails]
I don't think she'll make it.
There was too much blood everywhere.
[grunts]
Hey, sir.
We just have a few questions to ask you.
What you did
was nothing short of a miracle.
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
Appreciate it.
You know,
everything I did was just for you.
[chuckles]
You're just so strong,
and you just get more beautiful
with each single day passing.
- Nothing's changed.
- [chuckles]
- You don't look too bad yourself, mister.
- [chuckles]
I don't know if I can still walk around
shirtless like I did in those days.
That time I visited you in Cape Town
Ah, man. My body was looking good.
Um, you know, Khanyi,
I'm happy you've returned.
I needed this more than you know.
- Thank you, sir.
- Thank you, ma'am.
Thank you.
Let me call my driver
so he can pick me up.
Uh, that's unnecessary.
It will be my privilege
to give you a ride home.
[chuckles]
Okay then.
[ship horn blows]
[door closes]
You know, Khanyi,
there's something I want to tell you.
- I want to tell you something as well.
- Mmm?
I should've told you a long time ago.
[gasps]
- [Dumi gasps]
- [moans]
[young Ntombenhle]
Do you want your father to rot in jail?
[moans]
[young Ntombenhle]
Stay away from that boy.
Khanyisile,
you have to put your family first.
[Khanyi sighs] Oh, God.
- Khanyi!
- What?
- Khanyi, please don't panic.
- I am not panicking!
I shouldn't have done this!
I'm a married woman, Dumisani!
I don't know what came over me!
- [reporter] It's him. There's Mr. Ndlovu.
- [reporters clamoring]
- Gatsheni, we just have a few questions!
- Mr. Ndlovu, was the premier shot?
- How many people were shot?
- All right.
Mr. Mandla Ndlovu is coming to give
a voluntary statement
as a witness and as a victim.
Now, even though you can see
he's in recovery,
he's fully prepared
to cooperate in all ways
with the authorities
in their investigations. Thank you.
Mr. Ndlovu, is the attack on the premier
related to the burning
of your sugarcane fields?
We're late.
- Thank you, Sean.
- [reporters clamoring]
Is she still not back?
- Are you worried about your mother?
- No.
Maybe a bit. Aren't you?
I know your mother knows
how to look after herself.
Aren't you worried about who she's with?
What do you mean? And be honest with me.
[sighs]
Okay, I know Mom wouldn't do anything,
but I think the guy
she hangs out with might.
[vehicle approaching]
Look, your mother is back.
Good night, Dad.
See you in the morning.
Aren't you even going to say hi
to your ma?
[sighs]
[grunts]
- Oh, my goodness.
- [phone rings]
Oh, shit.
[sighs] Hi, yes.
I'm home safely.
I'm sorry I ran away from you.
It's just
[sighs]
I had a lovely evening,
but it can never happen again.
- Okay.
- [phone beeps]
[phone locks]
Shit.
The premier confirmed
at the last minute. I
I think she was followed.
[detective] It might be.
I was looking at the security footage
from the restaurant, and
and I find your response
to the whole situation very curious.
When the shooting starts, you don't run.
You don't even try to protect yourself.
It's as if you knew that
you were not the one who was in danger.
- I was paralyzed.
- [detective] Mmm.
And here?
Were you making sure that she was dead?
[Akin] So?
How was it?
It was nothing special.
Just a few friends, that's all.
- Mmm.
- Yeah.
Well, you look good.
[chuckles] Thank you.
- Um, could you
- Of course.
Thanks.
Thank you.
[chuckles]
Um, love.
Hmm?
I'll be back.
Just want to take a quick shower.
- Oh. Okay.
- Okay.
[chuckles] I'll be back.
[water running]
[paper rustles]
Officer Sibande.
Excuse me, Detective.
My client is here to help.
Not to be treated like a suspect.
It's okay, Nigel.
You can ask whatever you want.
I want you to catch the killer.
Don't worry, Mr. Ndlovu.
The hit man's already been found
with a bullet in the back of his head.
It seems they're tying up loose ends.
But, to be honest with you,
the ones I really want
are the ones on top.
The ones who gave the order.
Are you fucking him?
- I am not fucking him.
- Don't lie to me.
We went out as friends.
- Dressed like that?
- We were celebrating something, Akin.
- Oh, please. Like what?
- I clinched a deal for the truck drivers.
You never told me that. You never told me.
Because even when you're here,
it feels like you're not here.
You left me in Cape Town!
I did not leave you in Cape Town, Akin.
You left me without any support.
[Akin] You've done nothing but lie
since you got here!
Nothing good has come out of this for us!
Our daughter is being bullied
by her own family!
[Khanyi]
That has got nothing to do with her!
[Akin] It has everything to do with us!
I want you to choose us.
I want you to choose me.
I want you to choose our kids.
I want you to come home!
Akin, this is not
a case of you versus them!
It's a case of you not realizing
that I need your support!
This is crazy!
[Akin] What is crazy,
is how you started lying to me.
You said you were going to
a work function.
[Khanyi] It was a work function, Akin!
[Akin] You are saying one thing
and doing another.
[Khanyi] What can I say?
It was a work function.
What else do you want me to say?
[Akin] How can I trust what you say?
If you want me to trust you,
start doing what you are saying
and say what you are doing.
- Is it him?
- Who?
When we first got together, you said
you cheated on me with someone, remember?
Someone from home.
Was it him?
[sighs, stammers]
I don't think this place is good for us.
Yeah, plus Mom got here
and changed everything around.
She really has changed.
[news anchor]
Following the death of Bhekisizwe Ndlovu
and the closure of
their flagship hotel in uMhlanga,
now a fire has decimated
their sugarcane fields.
The Ndlovu family moves from one crisis
to another. More on this story
I kept warning your aunt,
but she just doesn't listen.
Yeah. But, Dad, at least
no one got injured. That's something.
Can we do anything? How can we assist?
No, we're not going to help them.
We'll watch her drown so they all realize
who should be the CEO of this company.
[clears throat]
Oh, Nkanyamba. [clears throat]
- Uh, how are things going?
- [Thulisile clears throat]
Uh, sir, the doctors think that
she's gonna make it.
How on earth?
She was shot five times over there.
- Yeah.
- Has she said anything?
No, nothing.
I haven't heard anything, sir.
Listen, um, come here.
I want us to go to
[door opens, closes]
Can we talk about
what happened last night?
I don't need to know the details.
I didn't sleep with him.
Do you remember
when you first decided to move here?
I said to you,
"This place will change you".
It has.
It hasn't changed me.
Don't lie to yourself.
[Khanyi sighs]
[phone ringing]
Hey, Mac.
[Mac] Holy shit, man.
Burned up sugarcane fields.
Murder attempt.
Your family is owning the headlines.
Yeah, it's been a rough week.
[sighs] I swear to God,
if this story gets any juicier,
we're gonna have to make it a trilogy.
I must admit, I was very happy
to get your message last night.
So, you're officially in.
Yeah.
Let's do this.
[Dumisani] It's a miracle that she was
shot five times and managed to survive.
And who took the shot?
People are saying the A6s.
Was Mandla there?
And the people burning down
our sugarcane plantation?
That also could be the A6s.
We need to buy sugarcane
to recover what we've lost.
Yeah, there's a new company around here.
They bought all the sugarcane
that they could get.
They're called Lincoln Investments.
That's too much of a coincidence.
How can a new company suddenly emerge
and buy up all the harvest
just before ours were torched and burned?
- Something is fishy here.
- [Khanyi typing]
And if we don't have any sugarcane,
we'll start losing contracts.
And more importantly,
we won't be able to pay the Arabs.
Mzilikazi kaMashobane.
Do you think this dates back to my father?
We never did figure out
who killed your father, you know.
It's just another riddle I can't sort out.
But then again, we do have time.
Hey, listen.
About last night
[sighs]
I told you that won't happen anymore.
[typing continues]
- [Thulisile] Mmm.
- [Zakhele] Basil pesto into this.
Zakhele,
when can I actually taste the pasta
because I feel like
you've done too much to it.
- Okay. And it's not just pasta, okay?
- Oh.
- This is a special plate for my sister.
- [chuckles]
Tell me.
- What do you think?
- Hmm.
I feel like we could do with some salt,
but that's just my opinion.
- Don't piss me off, man.
- I'm kidding.
- This is so good, dude. Okay!
- Is it good enough to be on my menu?
What menu?
I'm opening a new restaurant. My own.
- Really, Zakhele?
- Yeah, sis.
- I'm proud of you.
- Thank you.
So our father's gonna help finance it?
No.
I'll do it on my own.
Okay.
- Speaking of
- Mmm.
I actually met
Dad's new girlfriend, Meera.
I mean, our father didn't seem very happy
about me meeting her, but
Of course he wouldn't be happy
about that. [sighs]
I think everyone deserves happiness.
Especially our father.
Listen, Thuli, I think it's about time
you knew the truth about our father.
I need you to
investigate something for me.
My father's murder.
So, no heart attack?
You already know that, Sean.
You can't keep coming to me for help
and I get nothing in return.
What do you want?
Comments for my book jacket.
I found connections
between Spear and the A6s.
Remember that
Spear container Tumi died for?
Mm-hmm.
Apparently,
the A6s removed some items from it.
- And the day after your father died
- Mm-hmm?
I tried to get footage from
the security cameras at the petrol station
just down the road from the estate.
Your brother's bodyguard
had already been there.
He got the hard drive
from that security system,
but not from the other business.
On the only road
leading to the Ndlovu estate.
And of all the cars that passed that day,
only one had number plates
not registered in any system.
Government.
Mm-hmm.
Nkanyamba.
He's the key.
You do know why our mother
committed suicide, right?
Yes, Zakhele.
Ma was bipolar and unstable.
No.
Our dad was being unfaithful.
He had an affair with another woman,
in our mother's bed.
Mom caught them.
In our home.
While we were there.
The woman our mother
killed herself over is Meera.
- [Thulisile screaming, crying]
- [Mandla] Thulisile!
[crying continues]
[Mandla] Oh, my God. No!
Hey, what's going on?
[Thulisile] So, how long
have you guys known each other?
[Meera chuckles] Uh, not long.
[Thulisile] Honestly, I thought that
my dad was about to be single forever.
[Ntombenhle] Tell me, how's Nido?
We actually haven't spoken in a while.
Um, I'm sure that he's worried as well.
Yeah. My boy,
you were only protecting your son.
But do you have any idea how hard it is
to have to send your son away
and then come back here
like nothing ever happened?
[chuckles]
Do you have any idea
how often your father and I had to lie
to protect our children?
Show that boy some love.
Please.
[Siya sighs]
- [knocking on door]
- [footsteps approaching]
Thuli.
Hi, Auntie K. Do you have a minute?
For you, I have five.
What's wrong? You're scaring me.
[Siya] We need to talk.
I love you.
And you should never ever doubt that.
I have decided that
I need to speak to Nido.
Tell him everything.
You are losing it.
You're mad.
You've completely lost your mind, Siya.
I wasn't exactly asking for
your permission, you know.
I didn't say
you're asking for my permission,
but our child is in exile
right now, my dear.
Or have you forgotten?
You don't want him back or what?
And why wouldn't he come back?
You're going to ruin his life.
You want to tell this boy who is 16
that his father married his mother to try
and hide the fact that he is gay, damn it!
What I want is for my son to come back
and be an honorable person.
Not to live a lie like we do.
This is something I need to do.
We can still fix this.
I'm begging you, just hear me out.
I'm so tired of hiding.
I'm tired of living this lie because
it ends up hurting the ones we love.
Do you want a divorce?
[sighs]
Well, now, I won't let you.
I gave up all that I am for this family.
I changed my own surname.
And I will not let you take
all of that from me.
Never.
[scoffs]
Auntie K, I haven't been honest with you.
My father wanted me to spy on you.
And I agreed when he asked me.
All because I was mad that you fired him.
I thought I was being loyal.
But right now,
I don't know where I stand with him.
I don't know what he's up to.
But I know that
I don't want any part of it.
And I'm so sorry, Aunt Khanyi.
[chuckles]
Don't worry about it. I understand.
I'd like to resign.
You will do no such thing.
However
I want information on Nkanyamba.
Because
with all that's going on right now,
I do believe that
Nkanyamba has a hand in it.
Oh. Nkanyamba only does
what my father asks of him.
So tell me,
when work is over for Nkanyamba,
where does he frequent?
[dance music playing]
[patrons chattering]
- Hey, my man. Here.
- [bartender] Hi, there.
Where are you off to
in the middle of all this fun?
You can go ahead and get me
whatever drink you possibly want.
Make it two.
[chuckles] Hey!
You seem to be a dangerous man,
and it just happens I really love danger.
So, all this How much does it cost?
For you, my big boy,
it's all free of charge.
Hmm? Mmm.
- Just like that.
- Yes.
[sex worker moans]
[Nkanyamba sniffs]
Okay. Here you go.
[exhales sharply]
[clears throat]
[Mandla] So this whole mess right now
is entirely Khanyi's fault.
Not all of it.
Mum, she's borrowing money
from the Arabs. You know that's negligent.
You might as well commit suicide.
Plus [scoffs]
the collateral is our hotels?
All of them? Oh, come on.
[Siya]
I was there when Khanyi made that call.
Not taking that loan would've killed us.
[in Zulu] No [in English] Mandla,
what do you suggest then?
Uncle and I have an investor.
An investor who's ready to buy up
the 20% that Khanyi owns of Spear.
Khanyi will never, ever agree to that.
It won't be a request.
We will tell her.
Mum, if we are all in agreement,
I will go ahead with the sale,
and then I'll be appointed as CEO.