You take everything from me,
and then you wanna take my car?
The only thing I've got left!
-Fuck you!
Fuck!
You fucked with the wrong guy!
Fuck you!
It's The Morning Drive with your fabulous host Baby Jordan.
It's hot and only going to get hotter.
We've gotta talk about Allan Harvey.
It's one year since that umlungu shot a Black boy in the back on camera.
You would think it's an open-shut case, yeah?
But no, not that simple here in Mzansi.
Every person of color is a crime waiting to happen.
Every one of us.
Allan shot Zoli. Fact.
Allan says "self-defense."
Lie.
So if you think Allan is gonna go down for killing Zoli today,
well, you know nothing about this country.
If you ask me, he's going away for a long time.
Please, Jerry, you know how this place is set up.
-The amount he spends on lawyers-- -Careful. Fuck, he's here.
-Later. -Later.
-Good day. -Hello.
We're here from Radebe's Fumigation and Pest Control.
We're here to fumigate the building.
Hmm. Radebe's…
-Yep. -Radebe's…
Nope, not on this page.
Can you show me where is…?
-Shit. -Wait.
Find any gold?
Piss off, I'll make you eat this gold.
-A gold treasure hunt.
Do you think Harvey is guilty? I have serious doubts.
-Truth Media's angle is guilty until-- -Our angle should be the truth.
Truth is subjective.
-Facts aren't. -Yeah.
You and Baby are gonna get on just great.
I'm still surprised he hired a white girl.
He hired me off my CV.
Most people don't expect a white girl to be called Karabo.
Must have been an awkward first meet.
Yeah, well…
Trial's about to start.
-What's going on here? -Good day.
There's something wrong with camera 14.
Shoo, big man.
Get on the floor.
On the floor now.
Come along. Move it.
On your knees. On the floor. What are you looking at?
On your knees.
We're ready.
Protocol one complete.
Faith, son.
Harvey seems relaxed.
That's his mother.
That's Nono and Shaka, the victim's family.
All rise!
Here comes Judge Bengu. I love her.
Did you read her open letter about the constitution?
She's practically the only one standing between us and a state of emergency.
I need to sit down and release.
You like to eat a lot, and you actually waste food.
You don't have to wait for me. You can leave.
Don't worry about me. Don can handle the front.
I'm just reading about Somizi. It's going down.
Hello.
Hi.
Mr. Harvey, please stand.
Having regard to the totality of this evidence,
in this manner,
the unanimous decision of this court is the following.
On count one,
murder…
…the accused is found…
Ladies and gentlemen, this is a fire alarm.
Please remain calm.
Evacuate the building through the main entrance only.
This is not a drill.
-I repeat, this is not a drill. -Hey, this way please.
-Everybody get down! -Get down! On the ground!
On your knees! Right now! Keep your mouth shut and your ears open.
Do not speak to anyone unless you're spoken to.
-Get down! On your knees!
Are you shitting maize meal and sour milk?
Can't you hear the alarm?
-Let's go. -I'm coming, man.
I'm still wiping.
Wipe faster.
You can't even take a dump in peace. What is it?
Ladies and gentlemen,
this is a takeover!
Everybody remain calm.
Hands up there, Judge.
Well, well. Allan Harvey.
Now, justice will be served.
Lock it down.
-Okay.
Let's move. Come on.
Check that the exits are sealed.
Let's make sure nobody gets in or out.
What is-- What is that?
Let's calm them down.
Spitjo, we can't just stand here with our mouths open.
There's nothing we can do.
Your baby-dick phone has no airtime, and our radios are connected to everyone.
You don't know what you're talking about.
We're stuck here.
No way, boy.
Spitjo, as soon as we get a chance, we're out. We're leaving.
I'm not going anywhere.
If we survive this, I'm going home to my wife, Busi.
Come on, Spitjo.
Spitjo!
Let's go! Let's go! Men here. Women this side. Let's go!
Are you listening to me?
You stay.
I want one line, down the hall right now.
Keys, phones, wallets in the bag.
You play nice, we play nice.
Hurry up!
Everything into this bag now.
Cellphones, let's go.
You will be given a red mask.
Wear it until we tell you to take it off.
-Breathe. Breathe.
Do exactly what we tell you,
and no one gets hurt.
Mmm.
What do we have here?
Hmm.
Thanks.
Sexy Snow White.
Show her some respect.
Some what?
You heard me.
That's enough.
Whatever.
Not him. Not him.
Come. You.
You. Come with me.
Why are you guys doing this?
We're not doing anything until you tell us what's going on.
Oof! She's got balls for someone on her first day.
-Who told you it was my-- -"Who told you?"
Proceed.
Now.
What do you need us to do?
Connect it all to the Truth Media feed.
Don't say anything stupid in front of her. Watch your mouth.
Yeah, yeah.
Welcome back. We're pretty much set up.
Thank you, Wendy.
We don't know who this group is yet
or what their demands are.
From what we can see, all the entrances have been closed.
How many openings, in and out?
Multiple.
We've had a look, and they all look pretty much locked down.
Hmm. Have we opened any lines of communication yet?
Not a peep from inside.
I need a list of all the people in the courthouse.
Everybody from the Allan Harvey trial.
-All of them? -All of them.
And here I was thinking my first day back was going to be slow.
I'm supposed to be getting a sunburn on a beach somewhere.
Thank you.
The information here at the court is still very vague.
What we do know is that a group of terrorists
have hijacked the court and have hostages.
Although it's still very unclear what the group's demands are…
…the police are calling it an act of terrorism.
- Busi Ndou? Yes, who am I speaking to?
You're talking to Col. Brown, SIU.
We're trying to account for all the court workers,
and we can't get hold of your husband, Sphiwe Ndou.
-His phone was stolen last week. -Ah.
-Did he go to work today? Yes.
What's happening?
We can't give any more information now.
We'll call you when we know more. Thank you.
Excuse me.
Madam Pinky, my husband works at the courthouse.
May I please be excused?
Maybe you should ask my mom.
She should be here by 2:00.
I'm sorry, Busi. I can't help.
May I have money for air time?
Bye.
Busi…
It's working.
We have the live feed set up and ready to broadcast.
-It's your turn. -You're cheating.
I grew up in the Transkei…
…in 1942.
Um. Wait. Wait. Wait.
I'm part of
a revolutionary?
You are… Chris Hani.
You are.
Okay, so I'm a pastor, but I don't mind a fight.
-A pastor from where? -A bishop.
Move it.
Thandi, wait. Let's go.
Just look at how they're handling our people.
Hold on. If they see us, we'll be in trouble.
Hey! Where are you going?
It's past curfew. Go back home.
When I can afford the bride price,
I want to marry you.
Is that something you would want?
Please tell me you're not jealous of Abel.
Although everybody loves Abel,
because he's a protector, a leader,
to me, he's just a friend.
You are my heart.
What am I?
-Your heart.
Hmm?
Your heart.
-Thandi! Open.
Thandi, open!
Thandi.
They know.
And then, you brought him here?
Thandi, you brought him here? You know that his father is working for the police.
My father is not a snitch.
He's fine, Abel. I promise. I promise.
Thandi, they know we've got banned materials here.
How?
It's only a matter of time before they know about this place.
-They even took Kgomotoso! -Shit.
Take those things and put them somewhere right now.
I can't. My parents think I'm studying at a friend's house.
If I go home, what will they think?
Okay, okay. Um…
-Shit! They followed me!
I'll take the pamphlets. I'll hide them in my father's storeroom.
No, no.
-Take it and leave. Run! -Thandi!
Stop him!
Stop!
Stop.
Where is he? Catch him.
Stop him!
-Where did he go?
He's gone.
Brigadier Mashaba's approaching.
Di--
Did you hear me?
I said Brigadier Mashaba's approaching.
To the people inside…
we want to resolve this peacefully.
I'm leaving a cellphone by the door
so we can talk.
There's one number on it.
Mine.
-Hold your fire.
You want to know who we are?
We are you.
You…
are us.
Call us by our name.
We are Numoor.
Mampho Mashaba, correct?
I read about your late husband.
It was unfair, what they did to him.
He was one of us.
He was Numoor…
at heart.
What do you want?
Shit.
We're pretty much ready, boss.
Uhuru, tell them we're ready to go.
Yes, Commander.
Oi! Karabo and Maps's stream has gone live. Please pull it up.
-Baby? - Julie.
We've got a feed coming from Maps's camera.
-How? -Who knows? Who cares?
Spread the word. We're streaming live from inside.
And we're exclusive.
What?
Okay, listen up. Listen up, everyone. We have a feed.
We are streaming live from inside on truthmedia.co.za.
Come on. Come on.
I am Azania Maqoma.
Commander
of the Numoor.
We are redeemers, warriors,freedom fighters.
Those who stand for injustice and corruption have felt our wrath.
We live in the shadows.
But today,
we come into the light.
Why?
Betrayal.
Ours and yours.
Those who betray us betray you.
You're oppressed by myths of hope.
Suspecting but unknowing who is truly in control.
Your justice
now belongs to… the privileged elite.
But we're going to change that
right here, right now,
at the Allan Harvey trial.
Your lessons of liberationbegin today.
Your first lesson
will remind you, the people,
that when the true battle for power begins,
you have the power.
You determine what the future looks like,
what justice looks like.
Allan Harvey will go back on trial.
And you will see who he truly is.
Then, with a simple online vote,
you will choose his verdict.
-This is crazy. -Right?
Freedom…
or death.
Votes conclude at 5:00 p.m. today.
And at 5:00 p.m. today,
we will deliver true justice
and take Harvey's life.
If you choose.
They want us to vote to kill Harvey?
Oh, and Abel…
bad news.
-I'm going to hijack your weekend plans. -Who's Abel?
-Numoor! Numoor! -Numoor! Numoor!
There's a reason why we don't have the death penalty in this country anymore.
Because the poor suffered the most.
I think Harvey deserves to be killed for what he's done.
You can't kill a man on live TV.
It's just barbaric.
Spitjo, let's make a run for it.
-I'm not going anywhere. -Let's go.
-To die in a war?
Open the door, and no one gets hurt.
We know that you're in there.
Is there anyone else here with you?
He said, is there anyone else in here with you?
Huh-uh.
-Talk!
Easy, Tee-Kay. These are civilians.
He's in uniform. He's not a civilian.
What did I just say to you?
Oops.
We have STU on standby,
but if everything really is rigged to blow, then…
Oh boy.
What?
-General. -General.
Ladies.
This man was an innocent,
and he won't be the only one.
No more bodies will drop.
Tee-Kay is a mindless dog.
He doesn't follow the creed.
He doesn't know how to reason, Commander.
Every pack needs dogs.
And like us, he's a necessary evil.
And this man wears a uniform.
He's a warrior. It's within the creed.
We take this risk, we do what we do
to make the Judas pay for what he did to us and this country.
Maqoma, this man is an innocent man.
This man is not Allan Harvey.
-This public spectacle-- -Is necessary.
We'll cleanse this place.
Commander, please hear me out.
The powder clouds your mind.
It brings wisdom. It brings clarity. You know that.
The powder clouds your mind, Uhuru.
We both know you take too much.
Too much since your teacher died.
We don't know much about this group.
What we do know is they've been operating across Africa.
Our intel suggests this man, Azania Maqoma,
is a key battlefield leader for these Numoor terrorists.
They've been active for some time.
Fought Gaddafi with the rebel forces. When the West arrived, they vanished.
Then again in the Congo, South Kivu, Nigeria--
Then what are they doing hijacking a courthouse in South Africa?
Our command fears they're here on a destabilization plot.
Perhaps hired by militant pan-African forces.
So, our orders, go in heavy, take them out.
-Our country's in enough shit as it is. -And the hostages?
Acceptable collateral damage.
-Sir, I'm in charge here. -Not anymore.
Excuse me? Sir, what was that?
Did I stutter?
I said "not anymore."
On whose authority?
Is that a serious question, Mashaba?
You might be my command, but--
On the Police Minister's authority.
We are inches from a state of emergency, and he put me in charge.
You wanna double check, Mashaba?
I got him on speed dial.
I want you to find out where these Numoor terrorists are,
how many there are, where they're stationed.
Deploy the STU. You've got your orders! Get moving!
Go sit over there.
I gotta ask you twice?
Are you really gonna make people vote
on killing me?
Oh. Okay.
Go stand over there now.
It'll be fine.
Mr. Maqoma…
My elder.
Your Honor.
Please, let these people go.
Whatever you've got planned…
Aren't you wondering why you haven't been gagged, Judge?
Harvey, Harvey's mother, Zoli's mother and brother, they have skin in the game,
but not you, Judge.
You can't be judge and executioner.
I agree.
The law is the only thing that stands between us and anarchy.
-Oh ho! -It is the only way to ensure justice.
It is not the only way.
Who fights for this man?
For the rule of law?
You.
Yes, you.
The people are the judge.
The people.
You are the defense.
Why are you doing this?
I hid the pamphlets at my dad's shop.
And then… Did they say when they would fetch them?
-After lunch. -Okay.
But…
you should come tonight.
We're planning a protest.
-Protest? -Yeah.
You're one of us now. You're a hero.
Okay. Okay.
Take a picture with me.
We're taking pictures now.
Come, Thandi.
It's too bright this side. Stand this side.
Listen, comrade, there's a meeting later.
-I want you to be there. -Yeah.
Thandi already told me about it.
I'll be there.
Okay.
To remember us.
The soldiers are coming.
Form a line! Form a line!
Don't run. Don't run.
All students assemble in the courtyard now!
Everybody, line up against the wall.
Boys on the left. Girls on the right. Move up against the wall now!
Chase them out!
Move!
What have we done?
Leave, Thandi.
Thandi! Leave her!
Thandi, let's go. Let's go.
Thandi! Get out of here!
Thandi, we have to get out of here.
-Thandi.
Thandi.
-Thandi.
-Thandi. Thandi. Thandi. Thandi.
Let go of me. Let go of me!
Thandi.
Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Thandi, please.
Let go of me.
Thandi! Thandi!
Thandi!
Thandi! Thandi!
Does anyone wish to share any names?
We can do this the easy way or the hard way,
but you will give me names.
Father.
My boy.
Listen.
Please tell them who the leaders are.
Tell them who gave you the flyers.
If you tell them, they'll let you go.
The system isn't going to change.
Never.
They have rules…
for a reason.
Just follow the rules.
You'll see.
We'll live in peace.
"Peace."
"Forgiveness."
I hate both of those words.
Just like I hate you
and everything you stand for.
Listen.
Listen, my boy.
Please, listen to me, my boy.
Please.
My boy…
I said, why are you doing this?
You believe in this system?
This system?
You defend it.
Eish.
Eish indeed.
The president has called an urgent meeting of cabinet
to discuss the calls for a state of emergency.
Any trouble with Brigadier Mashaba?
No. Don't worry about her. She bought it.
Why does it feel like Maqoma's playing into our hands?
-We want a state of emergency. -I know.
I don't like it.
Alert me when infiltration begins.
All right.
Goodbye, Azania.
-Numoor! Numoor! -Numoor! Numoor!
-Numoor!