Blood Legacy (2024) s01e17 Episode Script

[waves crashing]
Their hit man failed,
yet they're pointing fingers at me.
It's a big mess now.
I need to sincerely apologize to you
for not being there when you needed me.
It's fine.
We don't have time for that right now.
So what do we do about the premier?
I Leave it to me.
- [phone ringing]
- Oh, sorry.
[Mandla groans]
Nigel, what is it?
I'm busy.
[Nigel]
We just got a call from the police.
Detective Sibande
wants to interview you again.
What? Again?
No, no, no!
I don't have time for this bullshit.
I think you should make the time, Mandla.
The last thing we want to be
is uncooperative
and give this bitch
a reason to keep sniffing.
All right. [sighs]
Fine, whatever.
I'll see you there.
I didn't hear you come in last night.
I ended up working late.
What happened to, uh, wanting to talk?
Akin, both parties have to want
the same thing to resolve the issue.
If not, what are we doing?
You're right.
I feel like we have not connected in days.
It's my fault we have drifted apart.
[sighs] I'm sorry for the way
I spoke to you on the phone.
Can you forgive me?
Of course.
[chuckles]
[chuckles]
Thank you.
[police siren wails]
And what exactly do you want?
- [Nigel] She's just trying to do her job.
- [Mandla] No, that's bullshit.
She's been asking the same
fucking questions over and over again.
I just want to make sure I understand
the series of events properly.
Okay, repeat your damn questions.
Mr. Ndlovu, you chose the restaurant
for the meeting with the premier.
Why? Why that place?
Because they make a damn good T-bone.
That's why.
[chuckles]
The problem is,
I spoke with the employees
at the restaurant,
and they say
they've never seen you there before.
[Nigel] It's because
you're relying on people's memories
which is notoriously unreliable,
Detective.
When was the last time
you were at the restaurant?
[stammers] I don't remember.
Was it this month? Last month?
The last six months?
When, Mr. Ndlovu?
Surely you remember that.
Maybe in about a year. I don't know.
Excellent.
Then I'm sure we'll pick up your payment
on your banking statements.
I'd like to see those
for the last year, please.
Detective Sibande, you're assuming that
my client paid with his card
when he could've paid by cash,
if he actually even paid at all.
He might've been dining with someone
They decide to pick up the tab.
We just don't know.
[Sibande] Mr. Ndlovu,
do you know who these people are?
No.
Look again.
Detective, my client has said
he doesn't know them.
I mean, look at these people.
Do you think that Mandla Ndlovu
would know any of them?
That's it. I'm done. I'm leaving.
Mr. Ndlovu, we are not done. Please, sit!
My client is not under arrest
so we can leave.
Your client is not under arrest
because I don't want to embarrass him.
But that can change very quickly
if he refuses to clear all this up.
So, you decide.
Detective, we've been at this
for over an hour.
My client just needs
a ten minute break, please.
[Sibande] Okay.
Nigel, listen to me.
I'm tired of this shit. I'm leaving.
Yes, Uncle?
Busy?
You can leave the door open, please.
What now?
Is this because of what happened?
Because I'm a married woman.
I am a wife, Dumisani.
Yes, my marriage has it's problems,
but I have a family.
So, what happened
should have never happened.
Khanyi, you know how
it feels when we're together.
You can't just let that go.
My focus should be cleaning up Spear!
Get rid of the madness at home.
[Mac] It's good. I mean, It's really good.
Good?
I mean, there's nothing in here that makes
me close the book and go, "Holy shit!"
Mac, I've written everything I know.
Everything I can.
You're smart.
I'm sure you'll find a way.
- [call disconnects]
- [sighs]
Ready to continue?
Yeah. Thirty minutes and that's it.
[scoffs] We'll see about that.
All right, Mr. Ndlovu.
- Another question that was on my mind
- [knocking]
- Sibande?
- What now?
[officer] Commander
wants to see you in his office.
- Oh. Do you mean right now?
- Right away.
I'll be back in five minutes.
Yeah, we'll see.
[commander]
Do you have any idea who he is?
Did you arrest him?
- No, but I was
- You will release him.
Now.
And when you do, you mustn't forget,
please apologize.
Oh, that's some nonsense now.
You see, if you don't do that,
be prepared to go back there, to pack up
everything you own, and get out of here.
And don't even think about
going to the union
because even that union
is chaired by Vusi Ndlovu.
All right, Commander.
You're free to go.
And I sincerely apologize for keeping you
for so very long, Mr. Ndlovu.
These dinner events we're hosting
are the hottest thing in Durban.
Everyone wants to eat at the chef's house.
Not only that, Zakhele and I
have been booked solid for two months now
because people just love our vibe,
right, babe?
[Zakhele] Aw, yeah, we are really blessed.
Congrats, doll.
That's amazing.
Thank you.
[Buhle sighs]
Okay, let me get
the basket right behind you.
- Okay. Oh.
- I'll take it down.
[Thuli] Really, Zakhele?
She's quite entrenched here.
Don't you think it's too soon?
I mean, what's gonna happen
if all of this just ends?
That's a bit dramatic.
What's really bothering you?
- Nothing. I'm fine.
- Are you okay?
I'm fine.
You sure?
Yes.
Mind if I smoke?
Oh, so you smoke now?
I do.
Yeah, sure.
Uh, the balcony is that side.
Thank you.
Khanyi, the company has never
taken a hit like this in all my years.
We need to pay back
the money to the Arabs.
We're running out of time here.
If we don't get this money,
we'll lose all our hotels.
All of them.
I know, Mum, but I'll sort it out.
Now listen, Mandlakayise,
he already has a plan.
He's even found someone
who wants 20% of Spear.
I heard, Mum.
Siya told me.
But I can save this company.
I have a plan, Mum.
What plan, Khanyi?
You keep saying you have a plan.
And then another plan after that.
But none have materialized, my dear child.
You should make way for Mandla.
Let him sell the 20%
and step down from your position.
And what if I refuse to do that?
Will Mandla force me to step down
as he constantly tries to do?
Again, Mum?
I don't want to argue with you.
What I am going to do is prove myself,
show that I deserve to run this company.
For my father.
Good afternoon, sir.
We didn't expect you to arrive so early.
You all good?
- All good.
- Ah.
Over there.
[hip-hop music blaring through headphones]
[Siya sighs]
What?
[Siya chuckles]
Dad! [laughing]
You good?
It's so good to see you!
It's good to see you too.
How are you, Dad?
How's Mum doing?
Like, everyone, like where are they? Like
- Who did you come with
- Listen, calm down, okay?
- Okay.
- Your mother is fine.
She wanted to join me,
but something came up.
Okay. And then the Celes?
Have you guys spoken to them at least?
- Have they decided to, like, drop
- I said
- the charges
- calm down. Calm down.
We have the whole day
to catch up, all right?
I'm happy to see you.
[both laugh]
[waiter] Ma'am, here's your wine.
[gasps]
[Nido] You know, honestly speaking, Dad,
I never thought that anybody
would come and visit me for months.
For months. [chuckles]
I mean, seeing you here is already
a surprise, if I'm going to be honest.
- Here you go.
- Yeah.
- [sighs]
- I was also thinking,
I realize coming here
wasn't exactly the smartest idea,
but I had to come so we could talk.
[chuckles] About what?
About you coming home again.
You need to come and tell the truth.
What?
Wait.
Are you serious?
Yes, I'm serious.
You have to come back, Nido.
Tell the truth, and face the consequences.
And go to jail?
If that's what has to happen, Nido, yes.
It's easy for you to say that since
you're not the one who's facing prison,
right, Dad?
You can't be running
for the rest of your life.
Waiting for the day
someone recognizes you.
Then what?
That's not life.
I know.
What do you mean you know?
You don't know anything
about what I'm going through, Dad.
I know because I've been there.
I've been running
and living a lie my entire life.
I'm tired of it.
I'm gay, Nido.
[scoffs] What?
Yes.
I'm gay.
I've always had to lie about it.
I've had to tell these lies
for the company and for the family.
But it ends today.
[horn honks]
You and I need to put our heads together,
to come up with something.
To plan our strategy.
Well, it's not up to us.
It's up to Siya to decide
what he wants here.
Siya wants to shame the family.
[Lungelo] How exactly, Gabs?
By being himself?
You know they write about him,
whatever they want now.
Every newspaper.
Is that what you want?
Mmm.
And how will it be at work,
sitting there for him in boardrooms?
You think they'll take him seriously?
To say nothing of what his mom would say.
But it's not about them, Gabisile.
It's not even about us. It's about Siya.
Okay, why don't you tell me, then?
Have you ever in your life
put Siya first? Hmm?
I do.
No, you don't.
Gabisile, this whole drama right now,
it's about you.
And it's always been about you.
No, it's always been about him!
Do you think I dreamed abut this?
About my dear husband leaving me
to go and chase after gay men?
Even before you came along?
[exhales]
Does Mum know?
Yeah.
- From the beginning.
- [scoffs]
But that doesn't change how I love her,
and it doesn't change how I love you.
It's just that now
we're getting divorced.
[Gabisile] Do you want to share him?
I'll give you that, okay?
It will be him, you and I.
Even if he spends
more time with you, I'll be fine with it.
I beg you to understand
the seriousness of this situation.
I will for sure not let him
slander this family or myself.
Well, unfortunately, there's not a lot
I can do about that, Gabisile.
There is!
It's in your hands!
Listen.
I shall not give him the power
to annihilate the Ndlovu family name.
I can promise you that.
This is bullshit.
[scoffs] This is bullshit.
[Siya] I know
it's hard for you to accept that I'm gay.
[Nido] You want me to tell the truth?
You want us both to be honest
when it suits you?
Dad, are you going to jail for being gay?
No!
But I am!
I'm going to jail!
I can't go to jail!
I won't!
- Nido
- Don't touch me!
- You have to do this.
- I don't have to do shit!
Get the fuck out.
[panting]
[door closes]
[Titus] If you don't fall into line,
I'll bury what's left of Spear.
- That much I promise you.
- [keyboard clicks]
You got some fucking balls on you.
What do you want?
Release the funds.
[sighs] Is there another copy of the tape?
[laughs]
Come on, Titus.
You're smarter than that.
Of course I've made some copies.
One will be released to the media
should anything happen to me
or any member of my family.
[sighs]
Fine.
The deal is back on.
[Khanyi] Great.
I'll release the funds, but know this.
Today, you have made
the worst enemy of your life.
You will pay for this.
Well
[Khanyi sighs]
If I've made an enemy of you,
then I must've done something right.
Enjoy the rest of your evening, sir.
- Come on, Thuli. Hang on.
- He has done horrible
- Here we go, Thuli.
- Ow!
He's done horrible,
horrible things, Zakhele.
- Horrible.
- [Zakhele sighs]
She's going to mess things up.
She hasn't been drinking for years.
Something must've happened.
Listen to me, Zakhele.
I never, ever,
ever want to see our dear father again.
- Ever.
- [Zakhele] Okay.
That's okay, Thuli.
It's fine.
Our guests need to be fed.
- Zakhele, let me get her an Uber.
- Uh-uh.
We can't.
Not in this condition.
Then let her sleep here.
- I'll check if everything is still okay.
- Okay.
- Look, I've got it.
- [Thuli] It's all right. [grunts]
- Thank you.
- I got it.
I've got it.
[Thuli sighs]
- Hey.
- Zak.
Hey.
- Sis.
- [sighs]
What's wrong? I'm worried about you.
Hmm?
Zakhele.
I think our father
tried to kill the premier.
Um
Okay.
I think you're a bit tired, Thuli.
We can talk about this a bit later.
- Mm-hmm. Okay.
- Okay?
- Okay.
- All right. I'll be right here.
- Okay.
- Okay?
[Thuli grunts, sighs]
[Gabisile sniffles] I don't know anymore.
It looks like Siya wants to destroy
all of what we've built, Mum.
[sniffles]
[in Zulu] No. [in English] That really
doesn't sound like Siya, though.
[grunts]
That's not something that he would do.
Mum, you don't know him the way I do.
[sighs] Have some tea.
[sniffles] Thank you, Mum.
- [sighs]
- [sniffles]
What do you mean I don't know him?
[exhales]
[sniffles, sighs]
I don't even know
how to share this with you at all.
Siya is
[sighs]
Siya's gay.
[sighs]
[chuckles]
Of course Siya is gay.
Are you saying
that you knew all this time?
Of course I know him.
He's my child.
But tell me, what changed, Gabi?
I thought that the two of you
were happy together.
Uh-uh. I don't know, Ma. Maybe
[sighs]
Maybe it's this thing with Nido.
But what I do know is
that Siya is destroying
all of what we've worked for here.
Never. I can not allow that. Uh-uh!
There is no way.
- Thank you, Mum.
- [sighs]
If this all gets out, Ma,
I wouldn't stand it.
Don't you worry.
If anyone tries to wreck things for you
[laughs]
it will not end well.
- You should've seen her face.
- [both laugh]
It was brilliant.
[knocking]
Okay, let me get that. [grunts]
It was great. [chuckles] It was.
- [knocks]
- You were great!
Okay, I'm coming!
[grunts]
[Zakhele sighs]
Dad.
Zakhele?
What are you doing here?
We really need to talk about
What is that woman doing here?
Hey.
You know
she's a damn curse to this family.
- Hey, Zakhele
- Hey!
Is it not enough that my mother
killed herself because of you, hmm?
- Hey.
- Have you no shame?
Don't you fucking touch me!
You hear me?
That shit ends now!
Never again, Mandla!
I understand everything.
- Now I know why she did what she did.
- [car engine starts]
Stop talking about your mother like that.
- No, I'm not.
- Hey, I'm warning you.
I'm not talking about Mom.
I'm talking about Thuli!
She started drinking again.
What?
Since when? W-Where is she?
She knows that Mom killed herself
because of that damn woman out there.
You're disgusting, Mandla.
Nothing but an animal.
One that keeps eating everything,
even it's own young.
First, it was Ma.
Then it was your son.
Now, it's Thuli.
Where is your sister?
My place.
'Cause she's safe there.
[Zakhele clicks tongue]
Father.
I really love you with all my heart,
but you are hurting me
with what you are doing to this family.
Just end it now.
Think about Thuli.
[ventilator beeping]
Radebe, I've been sent to take over.
- So early?
- Are you complaining, mate?
[scoffs, in Zulu] No.
[ventilator beeps rapidly]
[in English] Hey, you! What's going on?