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won't be shipping any girls out

through the Emir.

Not with that jack-o'-lantern

tracheotomy you cut into his neck.

Remember why you went there?

To get inside the transport,

to get to the Emir.

I can't keep my head clear.

You are going to get us both killed.

I found something. A

council parking ticket.

That's where Kratsov's partner came from.

Jeppie?

He saw you, too?

I'm going there, Karl.

Before Jeppie disappears.

He could still lead us to the Emir.

I risked everything for you, Sawa.

But now things are getting sloppy.

Now you've got Vic Thornhill

and Jeppie as witnesses.

You keep pushing this too far,

they're gonna trace you to me.

I got into this because

your father was my partner.

I know.

I know.

That's why we're doing this.

It's for him.

For both of them.

Jeppie.

Before Jeppie disappears.

- Visit Jeppie.

- Jeppie.

Yes?

No, wait. Wrong address.

Pretty Face get us in here.

Thank you, Pretty Face.

He say you go easy

or he be poking the eyeball out.

Layla?

Run! Numbers!

Mommy, you're hurt!

If they find you, then you'll

wish they killed you, understand?

Understand?

- What's your name?

- Naima.

You have to go.

Money girl.

We take money girl.

Money girl belong to us. We make deal.

Picture of the Pillays' daughter.

The stun grenade

we found on the ground level.

- Prinsloo.

- Captain.

Policeman's Family Day photo.

I've got one at home,

but the wife and kids in mine did a runner.

Well, Missing Persons is not my beat.

Yeah, I heard the lieutenant

was a cheeky chappie.

Always fun to meet a cheeky chappie.

Reynhook. Captain Reynhook.

Intel.

He was my guy, Henrick Pillay.

Well, your guy was dirty,

going by the name of Jeppie,

working for a trolley named Kratsov.

My guy was undercover,

leading Kratsov around

by the custard chucker.

The money the Thornhills

were wiring for girls?

Used it to fund our operation.

Well,

I guess now you get to keep all the cash.

Right, Reynhook?

Old model police issue stun grenade.

Rare, wouldn't you say?

Your report cited a rare police

weapon at Kratsov's, too.

Correct, sir.

And the witness, the old lady

stated there was a girl present.

Right.

A girl who's vanished.

Look,

I don't know where you're going with that,

but this is obviously a Numbers killing.

What would you say if I told you

that Pillay was undercover

at the Thornhill crime scene?

And the assailant was a girl?

I'd say that would give us, oh,

about a thousand girls

with motive to kill a slimeball

like Thornhill.

Your partner was killed by traffickers,

too, Aker,

so you know how it is.

Pillay witnesses the Thornhill hit,

now he's dead.

I wanna know who's behind it.

Find the girl.

It's okay. It's my place.

There was a kid.

Her parents...

Numbers screwed everything.

That was brief.

Little interlude of concern

you showed for the girl.

What do you want from me?

You forgot I told you.

I knew your parents.

What's wrong with you?

I get it.

It's too long without the amp, right?

Is that it? Need to clear your head?

Every time it starts to wear off,

you get the flashes,

go right back for another dose.

So you won't even remember who you are.

That'll be a day to look forward to.

You make friends fast, Aker.

They're easier to make than get rid of.

Now, what's with this bullshit

about Pillay being dirty?

Even I know Intel had a guy on the

inside using the name Jeppie.

It's good to know you read

those Intel memos, Prinsloo.

The Emir, he killed them. My parents.

...going to get us both killed.

- I need amp.

- Your amp.

Listen, if you want to help her,

I know where to find the girl.

Look, I don't need you

to do anything, okay?

All right.

You know, it's ironic, isn't it?

You doing what you're doing 'cause

someone killed your parents.

'Cause of you, that girl just lost hers.

Wait.

What did you do?

How do we find the girl?

I have absolutely no idea.

You don't know where we're going?

Yeah, I guess I missed the guided tour?

What, I would've thought you'd

be used to walking around

in a bit of a fog by now.

- Watch it.

- Someone's a bit cranky today,

Let's just find the girl so you

can hurry home and get amped up.

I'm gonna get you out, okay?

I'm gonna get you out of there.

No, no, no, we're here to help

and lead you out of here.

We're looking for another little girl.

She's 10, 11 years old.

Naima. Her name is Naima.

Upstairs?

Right here. We're gonna be right back.

Now, don't you move. We'll be back.

You okay?

Let's get the girls and get out of here.

Naima?

- Come on.

- Come on.

- Yo, chummy.

- Take the girls.

Get behind me.

The littles be promised to Staggie.

You want one, you cash with him.

- Who is Staggie?

- Staggie Steyns.

Tell you what?

You come back later.

They got one eye, he cash you cheap.

What do you mean one eye?

Just like Staggie.

He make them look like he got.

Sawa!

No more Pretty Face?

We're out of time, Sawa.

Oh, jeez.

Okay, come on. Come on. Sawa!

Sawa.

Staggie.

Where do I find Staggie?

Go to Fun Huis.

Staggie, he find you, Pretty Face.

Late for class?

So, you knew my parents?

So, what, we knew each other?

You were totally into me.

Don't even.

- Thanks for the joyride.

- Sawa!

Stop.

Zoom in.

Closer.

Give me the disk.

I'll run it through facial recognition.

Thanks.

Fun house.

...go to Fun Huis.

Staggie.

Staggie Steyns. Staggie.

Hello. Hi.

Hey.

No, that's...

You know, if the Thornhills want quality...

...give them quality.

We don't pimp no Numbers trash.

We've come up in the world, like Kratsov.

You wanna go downstairs,

kidnap some s-s-skirt,

and get s-s-snuffed like Kratsov?

For what? Plenty of

little chickens out there

we can get for a handful of f-f-feed.

See, that's why I run this operation.

You don't know nothing about retail markup.

And you do.

Sorry, my bad.

Get out.

Oh, damn it.

You Staggie Steyns?

No, he's Staggie Steyns.

What?

No, I'm S-S-S-Sascha.

I'm Sascha.

Tell the truth, bro.

D-d-d-do it.

Do it!

I know who you are.

Tell me about the Emir's shipment.

Get me the hell out of here! Move it!

- Boss, let's go!

- Stay here!

Get me out.

I want her head in a sandwich bag.

No wallet.

We were interrupted.

Oh, yeah.

You want to know about the Emir's shipment.

No problem.

Tomorrow night, four girls,

main container yard.

But, hey, you want in?

Let Daddy arrange it for you.

- What time?

- Okay, okay.

10:
00.

How are they coming in?

Meat truck.

Three officers need emergency assistance

northbound on quadrant three flyover.

All units in the vicinity are

asked to respond immediately.

Shots are being fired.

Yo, cheeky prawn.

You got something what belong to us.

We want it back? Or we clap you one.

Happy to return it.

I'm not talking about no ball, doffhead.

Money girl.

She be promised to us.

Get him!

...is now underway.

All persons within the vicinity

of this address

are advised to seek immediate shelter.

Anyone remaining at the scene

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