[birds chirping] [lively music on radio] [handbrake engages] [door creaking loudly] [distant thud] [bird screeching] [door clunks and creaks] Hello?

[knife thudding] [Inga] Hi.

[motorcycle engine approaches outside] I'm looking for the... -[tires screeching] -[motorcycle engine stops] [blade rings] [door thumping] [vocalist] ♪ Tram wires ♪ ♪ Cross northern skies ♪ ♪ Cut my blue heart in two ♪ ♪ My knuckles bleed ♪ ♪ Down the tattered street ♪ ♪ On a door that shouldn't be ♪ ♪ In front of me ♪ -[footfalls] -[Kurt panting] [birds chirping] [distant sirens wail] [Kurt groans] [distant dogs barking] [Kurt grunts] [water splashing] [phone ringing] [Linda] Hi, Dad.

Oh, hi.

Hi, hi, hi, hi.

[Linda] Ah, you made it.

How is it?

Uh, it's, uh... it's-it's sunny.

Be good if you were here.

How's-how's Klara?

[Linda] She's good, she's at nursery.

When's your speech?

My speech is not till Saturday.

[Linda] Wear your nice suit.

Yes, and I have shaved.

[Linda chuckles] You nervous?

Um... No, I'm just not quite sure how to pitch it.

[Linda] Just say what you feel.

Yeah.

I don't wanna waste anybody's time, is all.

[Linda] You've got good instincts, Dad.

Just follow them.

Sure, I will.

I just, uh, you know, I want it to... to...

I've come all this way.

I just want it to mean something.

-[Linda] Remember what... -[computer beeps] Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

[keys clatter] [laptop lid slams] [elevator bell pinging] After you.

[Axel] What are you doing here?

[Julian] Mr. Hedeman, please.

[Axel] Eh?

Why are you wasting time here?

[Julian] This is not the time or the place.

-Where's my wife?

-Mr. Hedeman, please.

We are at the conference.

Can we deal with this later?

You have got all these extra staff now, haven't you?

[Julian] Please, sir.

We are investigating the case.

-We're doing the best we can.

-Well, then find her!

She's out there somewhere!

Why aren't you doing anything?

Get off me!

Take your hands off me!

I said get off me!

[people chattering] Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

So today, day two, we have another gentleman, something of a legendary person here in the Western Cape.

One-time Communist, firebrand, freedom fighter, joining us today in his capacity as chair of the Tourism Committee, please welcome Mr. Max Khulu.

[audience applauding] [indistinct greetings] [Max] Thank you.

Please, please.

Thank you.

-Thank you, Colonel.

-You're welcome.

So, looking out of the shining windows of this brand-new hotel, one of many hundreds, it is not hard to see how tourism provides one in every 12 jobs in South Africa today.

You good-looking foreigners want to come here and spend your good-looking money.

[laughter] I think it's a brilliant idea.

But we must be considerate hosts.

We must take care of our guests.

If our guests do not feel that they will be safe, they will not come.

It is the duty of our police force to ensure that never happens.

[audience applauding] We in this province... [indistinct chatter] Hi.

Julian Van Heerden.

Kurt Wallander.

I have a gentleman, a Swedish gentleman, living out at Sir Lowry's Pass.

Axel Hedeman.

His wife's been missing for 10 days.

Yeah.

I've read about it.

[Julian] To be blunt, he's causing us a lot of difficulty, and he's refusing to cooperate.

He's talking to the press.

I think you saw he brought them here.

Well, it's never easy just waiting for news, as you know.

Look, uh... Look, we both know this is not about PR.

He's hampering our work, he's stopping us from finding his wife.

I was wondering if you could maybe talk to him?

You know, countryman to countryman.

I think he needs some reassurance that we're not just corrupt amateurs.

Well, I am sure ultimately he understands...

I would really, really appreciate it.

I'd be grateful.

Could I see the case notes?

Yeah, of course.

I will even get someone to drive you out there.

-My sergeant could meet you.

-Case notes will do.

If you give me the address, I'll drive myself.

You do understand that his wife is missing, so we're not closing down certain avenues.

Understood.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

[Julian speaks Afrikaans] [children shout and laugh] [handbrake engages] [children chattering] Detective Inspector Wallander?

-Sergeant Mthembu.

-Mthembu.

Mthembu.

Sorry.

We appreciate this.

There was no mention in the file of a background check on Hedeman.

We did put in a request.

We're still waiting to hear back from the Swedish police.

[Axel] The one place in the country you know she isn't, and here you are.

This is Detective Kurt Wallander.

I'm from Sweden.

Ystad Police.

Good.

It's about time.

Maybe you can do something about finding my wife.

Come on, guys, don't just leave them there.

Take them inside, put them on the counter, yeah?

Otherwise, they'll be stinking next time we use them.

Most of them are ex-offenders.

What do you do for them, sir?

Gym, soccer, some kind of male role model, that's my side.

And your wife, what did, uh... Inga?

she's a teacher.

That's a nasty cut you have there.

I teach them boxing.

Don't look at me like that.

That's the way they look at me when they're not helping, not looking.

Why aren't they looking?

How can there be nothing after...

This type of inquiry is very difficult to rush.

After 72 hours, you're not looking for a person anymore, you're looking for a corpse.

Right?

It's been more than 247 hours now.

-[Grace] Mr. Hedeman.

-I've seen the case notes, and Sergeant Mthembu and her colleagues are doing everything they can.

I know it's frustrating, but if you talk to the press and not the police... it's getting in the way of the investigation.

You may be decreasing the chances of them finding your wife.

You think she could still be alive?

Yes, of course she could.

Right.

Right, well... thank you.

Come on, guys, off you go.

I'll see you at the center.

[men chattering] We'll be in touch, sir.

That was helpful, thanks.

Oh, you're welcome.

Yeah.

Enjoy the rest of your conference.

Oh, that's right.

Thanks.

Oh, great.

Nice to meet you.

You too.

[car engine starts] [Kurt] Sorry.

Where Inga was going that day, is that somewhere she'd been before?

No.

It was an outreach center.

She went to pick up some textbooks they weren't using anymore.

She never got there.

[Kurt] Do you have an address?

I've got the directions somewhere.

Right.

Thanks.

[distant dogs barking] [Axel] This is the place.

Thanks.

This is a faith-based program, yes?

Everything here is faith-based, one way or another.

You need it.

I thought being here might challenge my faith.

Has it?

It has.

But not in the way I was expecting.

Thank you for this.

Yeah, I need you to chase up an information request for the local police here.

-Do you have a name?

-Yeah, the name is Axel Hedeman.

He's from Degeberga.

[female officer] Okay, leave it with me.

I'll call you back.

Yeah, soon as possible.

-[car engine revving] -Bye.

[bird squawking] Hello?

Hello?

[door creaking] Hello?

Hello?

[flies buzzing] [phone beeping] [phone ringing] [Grace] Hello?

[Kurt] Hi, Grace, it's Kurt.

-[bird squawking] -[windmill rattles] [police radio chattering] How'd you find this place?

I got lost.

The map's wrong.

Maybe Inga did the same thing.

[Grace chuckles softly] Hedeman never gave us this.

Gave us an address, that's all.

Hedeman could have hired somebody to do his dirty work.

She could have been followed.

Where better?

Cutting their fingers off, does that mean anything in tribal, or... [Grace] Tribal?

Means something to the man who has his fingers cut off.

[Kurt] Good shot.

Everyone out here has a gun.

Let's talk to Hedeman.

[cellphone ringing] -Yeah, hello?

-[woman] Hi, Kurt, I have the information you wanted on Axel Hedeman.

Yeah.

He has a previous conviction...

Right.

Okay.

Hold on a sec, let me just, uh... Yeah.

Yep.

Anything since?

Okay.

Thanks.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

He's not here.

So Hedeman has a criminal record in Sweden.

Aggravated assault.

Ten-month suspended sentence.

He broke his girlfriend's arm when he was drunk.

It was 2001.

It wasn't his wife?

Nothing reported since.

He did say he was going to the community center.

Shall we?

[animated chatter] [man] Put the ball in the net!

[Bernie] The AND... has forgotten its principles.

And we have forgotten our promise.

[crowd cheering] The basic and fundamental promise that the wealth of this country... [Grace] Municipal elections.

-His name's Bernie Meyiwa.

-[Bernie] ...to this nation.

-[crowd cheering] -ANC.

Max Khulu's protégé.

The AND has been dominated... Six months ago, a white student tried his luck with a 9-millimeter.

...who have abandoned our principles.

[crowd cheering] Men who think that they can come here and lie to you and fool you, with lazy, costly words and rhetoric.

Instead of building luxury houses, luxury hotels, where rich foreigners can line their pockets with your money right next door to your community.

We should be building you affordable homes!

[crowd cheering] We should make sure that you can feel our wealth.

-[crowd cheering] -You can feel the improvements.

-[crowd cheering] -You can feel... that there is somewhere better for you, for all of us, to go!

[crowd cheering] -So is he gonna get in?

-[crowd cheering] Well, I'm gonna vote for him.

[crowd chanting in native language] [Bernie speaks in native language] [crowd chanting in native language] [Axel] Come, on keep your guard up.

Keep your guard up!

[boxing gloves thudding] [Grace] Mr. Hedeman.

[Axel panting] Do you recognize this, sir?

[panting] Yes, I recognize it.

Where did you find it?

She never takes this off.

It was found in an old stock farm off a road your wife would have taken, according to a map you gave the detective inspector here.

[Axel] Why would she...?

Did you find the car?

There was a wrong turning on the map, so Inga might have got lost.

Why didn't you give the map to us, sir, when you reported your wife missing?

It would have helped.

No, I...

I gave you the address, I didn't think... You have a history.

We all have a history.

Some of us overcome it.

[cellphone ringing] Grace.

Excuse me.

Hi.

No other sign of her?

No.

No, nothing.

[Grace speaks indistinctly] [Grace] What's the name?

[Axel] She, um... That was the first time she drove, on her own, yeah.

She was afraid of being on her own.

Being lost.

I...

Excuse me, sorry.

I have a match on the prints.

Belongs to a low-level gang member.

A tsotsi.

Mr. Hedeman, we'll find her.

[Grace] You have something for me?

[Detective 1] Yeah.

Boy's name is Victor Mabasha.

Member of the 26's.

It's a prison gang.

Interviewed in 2012 in Pollsmoor about the murder of a prison guard, his initiation into the 26's.

Not charged.

Lack of evidence.

[Kurt] What else?

[Grace] Well, he's nothing big, a foot soldier.

-He's just a kid, isn't he?

-They're all just kids.

I mean, they don't live long enough to grow up.

He hangs out at a shebeen.

Bomba's.

Near Khayelitsha station.

Is this reliable?

As reliable as any of the other leads.

Right, so we take a detachment out there, you see if there's any connection between Mabasha and the Hedemans, specifically see if he was one of their projects?

Do you wanna come with me to Bomba's, some real sightseeing?

It's fine, Sergeant.

Thanks for your help.

We'll need a statement concerning the stock farm.

I could send someone over to the hotel.

[Kurt] Sure.

Sure.

Enjoy the rest of the conference.

-All right.

Thanks.

-Sergeant.

Yes.

Thanks, Kurt.

[phone ringing] [operator] The subscriber you have dialed is not available at present.

[indistinct chatter] -Uh, excuse me.

-Good day, sir.

Do you know where Khayelitsha Station is?

-Yes.

-[reception phone ringing] [animated chatter] [upbeat reggae music] [laughter and chatter] [schoolchildren chattering] Hi.

Um, Bomba's?

[woman laughing] -Bomba's?

-Excuse me.

-Yeah?

-Left up there, up there.

-Okay.

-Left.

Right, thank you.

Easy on the Umqombothi, okay?

All right.

[children chuckling] [man speaks native language] -[dance music playing] -[lively chatter] Do you have a sparkling water?

[Barman] Yes, yes, yes, yes.

There you are.

Thanks.

Thanks.

[billiard balls clacking] [animated chatter] [door clunking] [phone beeps] [phone ringing] [Victor] Police?

-I'm not.

-Who are you?

I'm just a... Kurt.

My name's Kurt.

Go sit there.

Okay.

Sit.

I'm not South African.

No!

I'm not South African.

I'll just show you my I.D.

It's okay.

It's just... [billiard balls clacking] Just wanna talk.

Just talk.

That's all.

You take the money.

We can talk.

You recognize her?

Just listen.

Listen.

What happened out there at the stock farm?

How did that happen?

You must be in real... in real pain.

I just wanna find out what happened to her.

That's all.

Where do you come from?

Where am I...?

From Sweden.

And so does she.

I come from a country called Sweden.

We both come from Sweden.

So, I... -Look out!

-[gunshot] [cries and shouts] [gunfire] [motorcycle engine revving] [Kurt] Victor.

[dog barking] [motorcycle engine revving] [child cries] [motorcycle engine purrs] [engine revving] [dogs barking] [ball thudding] [children laughing] [indistinct chatter] [helicopter passes overhead] [Julian] ...several lines of inquiry, but, yes, I can confirm this location was linked to one of the leads.

[Reporter] Witnesses say that there were several gunshots and three men fled the scene, is that correct?

[Julian] Well, we're still gathering evidence.

Once we have all the information, I'll be holding a press conference.

Do you believe that Mrs. Hedeman could still be alive?

-[Julian] Absolutely.

-Thanks.

We remain positive that we will find Mrs. Hedeman, and I can assure you that we have our best team out there looking for her.

[Grace] What are you doing here, Kurt?

I just, uh...

I thought that you'd be...

I'm sorry.

I tried to call.

Yeah?

So you should have waited for a reply.

We have people.

You know about surveillance, huh?

Khulu wants to see you.

Both of you.

Get Max off my back, for God's sake.

[Grace] Sir.

[News Reporter] Have been reports of a shootout in Khayelitsha involving a Swedish national this afternoon.

Reports suggest that the shootout is linked to the recent disappearance... [intercom beeps] [gates clunking] [distant dog barking] Sir, was I wrong in assuming that the purpose of your involvement was to limit bad news stories?

Max, try to be polite.

They're guests, behave yourself.

[Max] Behave?

These Swedes should behave themselves.

Max has a habit of talking to people like he's addressing a public meeting.

Take your pills, dear.

[Max chuckles] Pleasure meeting you.

-Thank you.

-Thank you very much.

[Max] So, how did our Swedish friend know to search for this boy in the flats?

I was just looking for my own... Did you see the shooter?

He was wear...

I can't... No.

I know that he was white.

And registration number?

[Kurt] No.

Didn't get it.

[Max] Do you think it was the husband?

Axel Hedeman does have a history of violence.

[Max] So, he hired this boy Mabasha to kill his wife for him?

[Grace] It's a possibility.

These are cut from the plants I kept in the garden at Pollsmoor Prison.

This tsotsi has been in Pollsmoor.

Yeah.

[Max] How much would you get for a life?

[Grace] Next to nothing.

[Max] 10,000 rand?

So that's what a man sells his freedom for.

I wish we'd known the price 30 years ago.

[peacock calls] Do you have anything more?

No.

I appreciate you taking the time to come here, Sergeant.

Keep us informed.

I think we'd all like to put it to bed as soon as possible.

As much as it has been a pleasure, Mr. Wallander, I don't expect we'll be seeing each other again.

[peacock calls loudly] Oh, I'm having friends, family, over.

Food.

Drink.

Come.

I wouldn't mind keeping an eye on you.

Thank you very much.

Thanks.

[distant dog barking] [distant lively chatter] [Grace] Hi.

Hello.

How are you?

So sorry we're late.

Hiya.

Hello, nice to see you.

[Woman] Ah, here you are!

Oh, is that for me?

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

I'm Kurt.

Yeah, nice to see you.

Hello, very nice to see you.

Yeah.

Hello, nice to see you.

Hello.

[Grace] I'm gonna go change, okay?

-Okay?

-Thank you.

[man] Bernie Meyiwa is gonna fight corruption, and he's gonna freeze every major development in the Western Cape.

[woman] Okay, but then meanwhile all the foreign investors gonna pack their businesses up... Hello.

Hi.

I am just gonna put this down here, if I may?

All right?

Thank you.

Thanks.

[Nomalanga reading] "Her sisters were older... and felt... made it a lady."

Oh, hello.

Who are you?

-Nomalanga.

-[Kurt] Nomalanga?

Oh.

And who do you belong to?

Mummy.

-Oh, right.

Okay.

-[Grace laughs] Who do you belong to?

Who do I belong to?

Well, I have a daughter and a little granddaughter like you, so I suppose I belong to them, really.

You look like a white lion.

[Kurt] Really?

She has a thing about white lions.

White lions and a boy in her class called Qukeza.

[Nomalanga chuckling] Is it just you with her?

Or is there a... My husband was a police constable.

He was shot while trying to stop an armed robbery in Claremont.

He died six days before she was born.

Yeah, it's just me and her.

What about you?

Uh, divorced.

A daughter and granddaughter.

Hi.

[chuckles] Cheers.

[bottles clinking] Cheers.

[oven beeping] Do you think Mabasha was paid by Hedeman to kill his wife?

[oven door clunking] I don't know.

You know, it happens.

A lot of kids around like him.

No interest in the future.

Just take what they can get.

But can you blame them, considering the kinds of places they come from?

You know, nobody forces them to do what they do.

[Grace speaks native language] You can't just pin it on society.

It's the individual's choice.

Do you think everybody's equipped to make that choice?

I grew up half a mile from that shebeen.

My mother died of HIV when I was 12.

Things can get better.

Be made better.

By all of us.

Bit by bit.

-[Nomalanga] Mama!

-Coming!

You know, the white lion is a symbol of hope.

[Nomalanga] Roar!

[car lock clunks] [people chattering] Oh!

[Woman] Is everything all right?

[laughs] Sorry, I'm Wallander.

I've lost my room keys.

107.

Sorry.

Okay, no problem.

All right, sorry about that.

No, thanks.

Thanks.

[men laughing] Throw it to me.

[men laughing] [door creaks] [gun clicks] Okay.

Put the gun down.

I'll talk to you if you put the gun down.

What are you doing?

Let's go.

Let's go.

[men laughing] Turn right.

Victor, where am I driving?

You don't need to know.

Just drive.

[children chattering] Drive on.

[handbrake engages] [door scraping] [Victor grunts softly] You need help, Victor.

Need medicine.

Water.

We both need to eat.

Quiet!

-Why'd you bring me here?

-Shut up.

Victor, you came to me for some reason.

You're keeping me alive for some reason.

Tell me what that is, we can do something.

Listen to me.

-You're Swedish, yeah?

-Yeah.

Yeah.

There's snow?

Where you come from, there's snow?

Yeah, I can help you.

I wanna help you, right?

You're going to help me.

I want to go there.

What happened to the white woman?

If you tell me that, I can help you, we can go.

Bad spirits.

Bad spirits took her.

They led her to that place.

Is she dead?

I didn't touch her.

I did not kill her.

She screamed.

She shouldn't have screamed!

-He was angry.

-Who?

Who was angry?

Was that the man who tried to shoot you, the man who cut your hand?

I don't know why I tried to help your friend.

But you did, you tried to help her?

He took her away.

Where'd he take her?

Victor, is this even safe?

Does this man know where you might have gone?

My mum was killed by witchcraft.

My uncle took me into the city.

To his friends, so I could have a second chance.

Victor, who was this man?

Can you tell me who this man was?

Where did he take my friend?

[door opens noisily] [Victor speaking native language] [woman speaking native language] [Victor speaking native language] [woman speaking native language] [Victor shouting angrily] -Okay!

-[door slamming] Okay, okay, okay!

If you go to...

If I sorted it so that you could, uh... come to Sweden with me... you'd see plenty of snow.

Sweden's a good place.

We try and help people who have been hurt.

You can't help me.

You won't help me.

Then what's this for then?

I'm gonna help you!

I said I'm gonna help you!

That's all I've said!

I can't help you if you don't tell me what I need to know!

Why were you there?

I was training.

He was training me.

Training?

Training for what?

To shoot?

To shoot who?

A Black man.

A hundred thousand rand.

That's how much the lives of important people are.

Who?

Victor, who were you trying to shoot?

Call the police.

Tell them that... That I'll do it.

Tell them that we have a deal.

Go to Sweden.

[door scraping] I'm coming to Sweden with you.

[metal clanking] [distant rooster cawing] [operator] Hello, SAP, how can I assist you?

Yeah.

Yeah.

My name is Kurt Wallander.

I need to speak urgently to Sergeant Grace Mthembu.

[operator] Sergeant Mthembu?

Yeah.

Just bear with me one moment, I'll see if she's at her desk.

Come on, out of the car!

Out of the car, come on, please!

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on!

Come on!

Come on out of the car!

Come on, come on!

Out of the car!

Out of the car!

[motorcycle engine starts] [Victor spluttering] [Victor gasps] Friday.

What?

Friday.

It's okay, it's okay.

[Victor] Friday.

[flies buzzing] [police radio chatter] [Grace] There's never a dull moment with you, is there, Kurt?

The bike's registered to a man called Meyer.

Ex-army.

Mercenary.

[police radio chatter continues] [car engine starts] [Kurt] Victor said he was training to shoot someone.

At the farm.

A Black man.

Someone important.

Friday.

Hm?

It was the last thing he said.

Friday.

It has to be the day of the shooting, doesn't it?

Friday?

Yeah, there's a big election rally on that day.

At Five Sisters.

-Bernie Meyiwa?

-Yeah.

-[phone beeps, rings] -[operator] Hello?

Yeah, I need to speak to Van Heerden, now.

If this man wanted me dead, why train up a boy like that?

Why not do it himself?

[Grace] With all respect, sir, a white man kills you, it's a tragedy.

A Black man kills you, and-- It's political.

People will blame the ANC.

Thirty years ago, would you have listened to this?

Thirty years ago, I was in prison.

[Bernie] It's the same fight, Max.

If I don't go up on that stage, they'll say I'm a coward.

And they'll be right.

They need to see that I can face these battles.

And I can win.

If you're dead, you're no use to anyone.

I will not be silenced by a white man with a gun.

You will catch this man... and I will speak.

And I will win.

Okay, yeah, thank you.

They've found Meyer's flat.

[Police Officer] Sergeant.

[indistinct conversation] He's ex-military.

Since then, it looks as though he's been employed by various private contractors.

[Grace] Is there anyone connected?

[detective] There's a cousin.

But she's not heard from him since 2001.

[man speaks local language] [indistinct chatter] He was a security guard part-time.

Western Cape Homes.

He's been working there since October 2013.

[Grace] Get over there.

Take a unit with you.

This is the company that's involved in one of the developments that Bernie Meyiwa is trying to stop.

So do we need to...

The security detail on the Five Sisters rally's been told.

Kurt, get some rest.

I'll call you.

Your keys.

[indistinct chatter] [ocean waves rolling] [distant gulls cawing] [man] Our role as a police force is simple: maintain social order by fighting crime.

Keep our community safe to live, as well as safe to visit.

In the 21st century, we need... [speech becomes muted, distorted] [car horn honks] [distant chatter] [fly buzzing] [voice over distant P.A.

system] [sat-nav beeping] [phone dialer beeping] [phone ringing] -[Grace] Hello?

-Yeah, Grace?

It's Kurt.

I found Meyer's car.

It's near his flat, and I've got his sat-nav.

Now, he's been making repeated trips to somewhere called Pinelands, it's near Forest Drive.

That's Department of Defence land.

It's a disused military base.

Could be where he took Inga.

I'll see you there.

Wait, Kurt!

Why don't... [huffs] [pigeons cooing] [flies buzzing] [ladder creaking] [Kurt panting] [motorcycle engine approaches] [motorcycle engine races] [toolbox clattering] [motorcycle tires skidding] [ladder creaking] [gun cocks] [loud clatter] [Grace] Kurt!

-[spanner clattering] -[Meyer screaming] [loud crashes] [Grace] Wallander!

[wind whistling] [Grace] Kurt?

[debris rattles] Inga Hedeman's body's back there in one of the water tanks.

Are you okay?

-[phone beeping] -[operator] Hello?

I need to speak to Van Heerden.

Please hold the line.

[cellphone buzzing] [Grace speaking indistinctly] [Max] Meyer, what the hell's going on?

[bird squawking] [call disconnects] What is it?

Khulu.

That doesn't make any sense.

It's him.

I heard the peacocks in the garden.

-Are you sure?

-I'm sure, Grace.

[Kurt sighs] [detective] Okay, anything else you'd like to add to the statement?

[Kurt] No, that's it.

[detective] Right.

[indistinct remarks] Are you okay?

Yeah.

I need to go through this.

You need to get some sleep.

Call you tomorrow.

Yeah.

You just take care, yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah.

[Grace] Max Khulu set up a trust, run by a holding company, registered under his mother's maiden name.

It holds a 75% stake in Western Cape Homes.

Has done since just before the company bid for a new luxury-housing development out in Sir Lowry's Pass.

The trust also owns the land being developed.

Borrowed millions of rands just to buy it up.

He's put absolutely everything into this.

Past evidence says that it'll quadruple in value... making Max Khulu a very rich man.

Unless, of course, Bernie Meyiwa's elected and puts all these developments on hold.

Still, 100,000 rand doesn't seem like very much... to invest in having Bernie Meyiwa killed.

I used to...

He... Max Khulu came to open the clinic where my mother was.

I just thought he was different.

[gate intercom buzzing] [Grace] We'd like to talk to your husband.

[Miranda] About what?

What's the matter?

I wasn't expecting to see you again, Mr. Wallander.

We just want to talk to you about one or two things, sir.

I have to go to the rally.

Perhaps tomorrow?

Your trust owns a stake in Western Cape Homes.

Is that correct?

Through a holding company registered in your mother's name.

I believe they're part of the trust portfolio.

Western Cape?

Few shares, I think.

To me, it seems as though the trust is the majority shareholder.

No.

I don't believe so.

Your information is wrong.

Were you aware that the man who trained Victor Mabasha also works for Western Cape as a security guard?

Tell Colonel Van Heerden that I'll see him at the station at his convenience, and answer any further questions, -but right now... -[Grace] May we see your phone?

[phone beeping] [distant bird squawking] That's not the one you used, is it?

It's not the one you used to call Meyer.

I don't know anyone by that name.

[Kurt] You should know he's dead.

He's dead, and Bernie Meyiwa is gonna stop the development.

[Max] Was there anything else?

Bernie Meyiwa stands for everything you fought for, sir.

That's why I will stand beside him today, and make sure that he wins.

The car is ready, darling.

The maid will see you out.

How many million rand has he got invested in this?

[Grace] Couple of hundred.

When's Bernie Meyiwa scheduled to speak?

-Twenty minutes.

-Why is he so calm?

[birds cawing] [cheers and shouts] [Grace speaks indistinctly] [announcer] Comrade Khulu!

[crowd cheering] Khulu, Khulu, Khulu, Khulu, Khulu, Khulu!

Khulu, Khulu, Khulu, Khulu!

[Khulu] Thank you!

Thank you!

Thank you, my people.

[horns honking] Thank you!

[crowd applauding] Thank you, my friends.

Today is the day for my friend.

[crowd cheering] My colleague.

[crowd cheering] My hope!

-[crowd cheering] -Our hope!

-[crowd cheering] -[horns honking] Comrade Bernie Meyiwa!

-[crowd cheering] -[horns honking] [all] Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie!

Grace?

Why did Meyer need a second training ground?

Practice?

But he's a professional!

Why have two?

Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie!

Maybe he was training another kid.

He would have needed a backup.

Exactly!

Let's find him.

[all] Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie, Bernie!

[chanting continues] Grace!

Grace!

[Bernie speaks indistinctly] -Grace!

-[Bernie speaks indistinctly] -Grace!

-[Bernie] Thank you, my friends.

[crowd cheering] Thank you for coming.

What do I promise you?

I will make sure that you have a share in the wealth of this country.

[crowd cheering] They say that Bernie Meyiwa is simplistic and idealistic.

I say, what the hell is wrong with that?

[Kurt] Wait, wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Meyer's dead, there's no money.

[Bernie] It is time we put a stop... [Kurt] I know who you are, I know why you're here.

There was another boy, just like you.

Maybe you knew him.

His name was Victor.

Was another boy with a gun.

He's dead.

He's dead now.

You can live.

[crowd cheering] -Listen to that man.

-[Bernie] You see...

Listen to what he's saying.

That's who you'll be killing.

To change because these ideals... You'll be killing him for nothing.

...we believe sometimes are all we have to sustain us.

[crowd cheering] When we have been caged and trapped for so long.

[cheers and applause] We need to show our young men and women that there is still hope.

We owe them this hope!

And I-- no, we-- will deliver that hope to them together!

Just walk away.

Walk away.

...are our basic rights.

Walk away.

IAfrika!

[crowd] Mayibuye!

IAfrika!

[crowd] Mayibuye!

[Bernie] IAfrika!

[crowd] Mayibuye!

[Bernie] Mayibuye!

[crowd] IAfrika!

[Bernie] Mayibuye!

[crowd] IAfrika!

[Bernie] I promise you that there will be a change coming, and when we decide that it is time for a change together, when we have made up our minds that we will stand shoulder to shoulder... [crowd cheering] [Bernie] IAfrika!

[crowd] Mayibuye!

[Bernie] IAfrika!

[crowd] Mayibuye!

[Bernie] IAfrika!

[crowd] Mayibuye!

Mayibuye!

[crowd] IAfrika!

[Bernie] Mayibuye!

[crowd] IAfrika!

There is no force in this wonderful land of ours, there is no force in this world that can stop us!

-Amandla!

-[crowd cheering] [Grace] Kurt?

[Bernie] Amandla!

Amandla!

-The shooter?

-He's gone.

-[Bernie] Mayibuye.

-[crowd] IAfrika!

[political rally continues] So has Khulu.

[rally continuing] [gunshot] [Julian speaks Afrikaans] [fists pounding] [Alex grunting] [distant chatter] [applause] Do we make a difference?

Maybe.

Sometimes.

Not much.

What I do know is that we should never stop trying.

And we need to remember that every little counts.

Recently I met a young man called Victor Mabasha.

He was just a boy, really.

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