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TEASER 1 EXT. JOHANNESBURG PARK - DAY 1 A suburban park. Pigeons pecking round a rubbish bin. The pigeons flutter up as... A middle ages man pushes a pram into frame. He stops next to the bin. The man takes a doll out of the pram. He holds it up, animating it for the child's amusement. We hear ticking. Close on a package inside bin. The ticking is louder. The man is staring down at the baby. Smiling, making contact. He reaches down to tickle and touch, grins at the unseen response. We hear the coo, gurgle of the infant. Close on the package. Once again the ticking is louder. The man adjusts the blanket, making sure his charge is warm. A last moment of contact with the child, who gurgles happily. The man puts the doll back in the pram. And then... The man, pushing the pram, exits frame. The bin explodes. Eerie silence. Dust and debris. Chaos. Out of which, images slowly become clear. The man, shattered, bleeding. The twisted pram. A baby's bottle, punctured, leaking milk into the blood. A bloody spattered, torn, doll's head. CUT TO: ACT ONE 2 EXT. JOHANNESBURG - DAY 2 ESTABLISHING SHOTS: JOHANNESBURG CITY, SENSE OF BUSY, DEVELOPING CITY INCLUDING DOWNTOWN SHOTS, SKYSCRAPERS HIGHWAYS AND SUBURBS. A CITY AT WORK AND PLAY. CUT TO: 3 EXT. ZT OFFICES - DAY 3 ESTABLISHING SHOT - ZT OFFICES. CUT TO: 4 INT. A ZT OFFICE - DAY 4 (WOODEBURNE, HILTON) Title: two days later. Guy Woodeburne is a burly, charming, suited man in his late forties. He is holding on his cell phone, simultaneously browsing through the evidence and slurping up Chinese noodles from a take-away container. The person on the other side catches him with a mouthful half way in. WOODEBURNE I'm holding. I've been holding for fifteen minutes. (wiping mouth; irritated) Yes! Woodeburne moves on. His POV: We glimpse the doll's head from the teaser. One of the larger offices/spaces has been converted into Bomber HQ. Operation Second Wave. Shelves display the accumulation of evidence from three previous explosions. A section marked CT, 7th March. Among the exhibits is a piece of mortar with a bloodied snippet of cloth. A heading, Victim: Jaco Sandbooi. WOODEBURNE (CONT'D) Guy... Woodeburne. No! D, E, B, U, R, N, E. (fierce) I'm a forensic explosives expert with the NIS and I urgently need to have the line fixed! We loiter over evidence headed: JHB 1, Xth of X, (six weeks previous) a shattered cell phone, shards of make-up applicators. Victim: Denzela Ledwaba. WOODEBURNE (CONT'D) (O.S patient) No! It says: this service has been suspended due to lack of payment. But I've paid. Woodeburne, distracted, stares down at the shocking name. WOODEBURNE (CONT'D) (fierce) What I want to know is who do I have to mate with... to get my phone connected again? The door crashes open and Hilton puts his head in. HILTON Guy. WOODEBURNE (to Hilton; warm) One second. CUT TO: 5 INT. ZT OFFICES -OPEN PLAN - DAY 5 (HILTON, WOODEBURNE, HANNALIE, SAKKIE) Hannalie and Sakkie look up from an intense whispered conversation. Simiso is separate, grim, lounging at a desk with a magazine. The Rastaman, Moage Modise, has come in to discuss something with Hannalie but leaves shortly after the scene begins. Woodeburne, with chopsticks and noodles, enters. HILTON Clash of interests is sorted. NIS is out of it. We handle the investigation, but Guy is seconded to us for the duration. WOODEBURNE (delighted; around the noodles) Destiny calls. HILTON In so far as we deal with NIS, we do it through Guy. WOODEBURNE That's the way to play it. HILTON (to Guy) You got something for us? WOODEBURNE Two things from the new site. One, the numbers are there again. On a remnant of the explosive casing. Fifteen, eleven, fifty-five. HILTON Same as CT and the first Joburg bomb. WOODEBURNE Ja. (beat) But this one goes on: 6003 081. HANNALIE Why would the bomber put a number on the mechanism? WOODEBURNE (shrugs) Two... there's something... interesting. Woodeburne calls up an image on a palm-top. WOODEBURNE (CONT'D) This is a magnification of the opposite side of the shard with the number on it. Hilton takes the palm-top. Hilton's POV. The magnified image. On a sliver of twisted metal, two letters are visible: ZT. A look between Woodeburne and Hilton. A long, difficult silence. Hannalie is the first to voice the thought. HANNALIE Denzela wasn't a coincidence. And the death, just six weeks ago, is suddenly with them again. HILTON No. (beat) Guys you're a top team and I know you all give a hundred percent. (look to Simiso; who stares back; grim) But I want to acknowledge, just in the privacy of this room... that this one is personal. Sakkie and Simiso and Hannalie share a look. SAKKIE (almost under his breath) For you, Denzela. Close on the faces of the team. Each and every one of them is dedicating their lives to finding the person who killed Denzela Ledwaba. CUT TO: 6 INT. RADIO STATION - DAY 6 (THEMBI NDLOVU, RADIO VOICE) Radio Zansi morning drive anchor, Thembi Ndlovu, is behind the mike. She is spunky, beautiful, smiling. Thembi Ndlovu loves her work. THEMBI NDLOVU ... what I'm saying, Clive, if these men claim they can have two wives, three wives, four wives, so can women. I don't care who doesn't like it, but I enjoy sex. Okay? We girls love sex! And I'm not ashamed to say it. (flirting) And baby, when I'm rich and old and I own the station, then maybe I'll get me two little toy boys to warm my nights. (hits button) That's it from Thembi Ndlovu on the drive, Jozi. Next up, Chris Tofile with Zansi Phezulu. Thembi pulls off the head phones. We hear the Zansi jingle and... RADIO VOICE (o.s.) This hour with Thembi Ndlovu was brought to you by QR Security - your peace of mind in Jozi. Thembi's producer, Cliffie, is signalling to her. He is a seated at a computer. He gestures urgently: come and look. Thembi, worried, heads for the booth. CUT TO: Close on Cliffie's computer screen. It shows a Mail programme in action as Cliffie clicks through the received e-mail. They are mainly from fans. Subject: Thembi is da bomb! Subject: Inappropriate broadcasting Subject: You go girl! Subject: The Cure. Thembi sits into frame and swings to face the screen. THEMBI NDLOVU Same guy? Cliffie nods and opens the mail marked: The Cure. Thembi, is very focused as she reads. THEMBI NDLOVU (CONT'D) (continuing; reads) "The substance kills, but the substance is the cure... you can play a role in the dialectic... perhaps even become the treatment... (long beat) If you help me, maybe we can stop the bombs." (beat; to Cliffie) What's the number for Zero Tolerance? CUT TO: 7 INT. ZT OPEN PLAN - DAY 7 (SAKKIE, HILTON, MOAGE, SIMISO, HANNALIE) Sakkie is fielding a call from the press. SAKKIE (quiet danger) My friend, I don't care if you the International Herald Tribune. This is a dedicated line for the bomber investigation and we ask journalists please not to use it. Sakkie slams down the receiver. Hilton is on the phone, one way, to the man. HILTON Yes. MOAGE (urgent) Boss? HILTON (hand over receiver) I'm talking to the President's Man! (phone) Thembi Ndlovu. From Radio Zansi. (you meeting with her?) She's coming in as we speak. Hannalie and Simiso are hunched over MOAGE's PC. MOAGE It's here. I've got it. Hilton gestures to MOAGE: with you now. SAKKIE Man, if that guy calls me once more... SIMISO Why don't they call Press Liaison? SAKKIE Because the bastards know if they use the red line, we have to answer it. HANNALIE (urgent; to Hilton) It's here! HILTON (phone; tense) We've just down-loaded the e-mail she got from him. I'll call you as soon as we've spoken to her. Hilton cuts the connection. HANNALIE (re mail) He calls himself: The Cure. SAKKIE (reads; slowly) "The masses are like skeletons... wraiths staring into the darkened windows of imported four-by-fours." MOAGE Babylon. Like the prophet says. HILTON Look at that. (reads) "Does the government want the problem of the poor to be... (dwells on the phrase) ...dissolved in the solution of Aids" MOAGE scrolls down. HANNALIE This guy is way out there. SAKKIE What's that mean? HILTON (to MOAGE; re scrolling) We trying to read it. MOAGE There's something you want to see. (pointing) There. End of the message. Close on the e-mail signature on the screen: The Cure - 15-11 55. HANNALIE (o.s) Fifteen, eleven, fifty-five... SAKKIE So it's not a hoax. HILTON No. (beat) It's him. CUT TO: 8 INT. BOMBER'S LAIR - DAY 8 Close on the screen of a lap top. Words appear on the screen. The bomber is typing. "The poor of Diepsloot and Orange Farm and Kyalitsha call for justice. Those who enriched themselves under apartheid, those fat pigs who wallow in their wealth..." CUT TO: 9 INT. ZT HILTON'S OFFICE - DAY 9 (HILTON, HANNALIE) Hilton is sitting behind his desk. He is on the phone to a contact at home affairs. HILTON He's always blocks out some digits in the sequence. But we've got the whole thing now. Looks like it could be an ID number. (what is it) Fifteen, eleven, fifty-five... 6003 081. Hannalie puts her head in. HANNALIE Ndlovu's here. HILTON (to Hannalie) I'll be a second. (phone) Listen, that number is to be kept completely confidential. Only the bomber and the investigating team know it. We keep it that way, we rule out hoaxers. CUT TO: 10 INT. BRIEFING ROOM - DAY 10 (HANNALIE, THEMBI NDLOVU, SIMISO, HILTON, MOAGE, SAKKIE) Sakkie and Simiso stand with Thembi Ndlovu. HANNALIE Mr du Bois will be with us now. THEMBI NDLOVU Thanks. HANNALIE I have to tell you, I love your show. I'm a big fan. THEMBI NDLOVU Thank you. SIMISO Me too. You da bomb! Hilton, on his way in, puts out his hand. HILTON Hilton du Bois. THEMBI NDLOVU I know. (off his look) Your appointment was front page news. HILTON Yes. Thembi, this mail you forwarded to us. THEMBI NDLOVU Ja? HILTON It implies it's the second time he's mailed you. THEMBI NDLOVU It is. HILTON (beat) Why didn't you contact us before? THEMBI NDLOVU I get about five hundred e-mails a day. Some of them are from mad people. This looked like one of those. MOAGE You deleted it? THEMBI NDLOVU Yes. (beat) Is it him? HILTON (beat) Yes. THEMBI NDLOVU You know this? HILTON Yes. HANNALIE What did the last mail say? THEMBI NDLOVU I didn't read it. Cliffie said it was a rant. Politics, Aids, Capitalism. SAKKIE Cliffie? THEMBI NDLOVU My producer. HILTON Hannalie, I want you to talk to him. HANNALIE Bring him in for interview? HILTON No. Press are all over this like flies on a week old snoek. Set up a discreet meeting. And see if you can recover that first mail off the Zansi server. (to Thembi) You didn't mention it over the air. That you'd got this mail. THEMBI NDLOVU No. (beat) And if he contacts me again? HILTON Do nothing. From now on you going to have people with you, protecting you, watching you, all the time. Starting... (to Sakkie) Sakkie? SAKKIE As she leaves. Get Jack with three teams working eight hour shifts. I'll introduce you to Jack on the way out. HILTON Thembi, know this. We have to be in on everything. Your phones, your cell, your e-mail. THEMBI NDLOVU (beat) I'll have no privacy at all? HILTON None. (beat) But you'll be safe. THEMBI NDLOVU And if he mails again? HILTON (hands her card) Call this number. Don't mention bombs or bombers. Use the words "the second wave". Operational code. THEMBI NDLOVU (beat) Some time, I'm going to have to deal with the issue on the show. SAKKIE Deal with it? THEMBI NDLOVU I talk about what the audience tells me to talk about. (beat) Right now... they want to talk bombs. CUT TO: 11 INT. ZT HILTON'S OFFICE - NIGHT 11 (HILTON) Close on a laptop screen. Hilton is going over the bomber's mail to Thembi, trying to get into the man's head. HILTON (reads) The nation is one organism. To cure the whole... it might be necessary... to kill the part. The substance kills... but the substance... is the cure... Hilton swings round in his chair, repeating the words. HILTON (CONT'D) (continuing) "The substance kills, but the substance... is the cure." CUT TO: 12 INT. HANNALIE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 12 (HANNALIE, SEDICA) Hannalie and Sedica lie wrapped in each other's arms. Note - this is shot very tight. All we need is the headboard and the bed. HANNALIE Everyone's just... focused. SEDICA You must all be so scared. HANNALIE No one shows it. (beat) I think that's why no one even talks about Denzela. It's too horrible. (beat) She's just gone. (beat) In bits. She closes her eyes at the nightmare of it all. Sedica puts out her arm to comfort her. SEDICA And Hilton? How's he coping? Hannalie just shrugs. Silence. The only movement is Sedica's slender fingers caressing her lover's neck. CUT TO: 13 INT. ZT HILTON'S OFFICE - DAY 13 (WOODEBURNE, HILTON) Hilton is in a one-to-one meeting with Guy Woodeburne. Hilton has just asked: what does the bomber want? WOODEBURNE I'm not a shrink. But do you know how many loons there are in the world. Like how many Americans think they've been visited by the Angel Moroni and told to join the Latter Day Saints? Or been abducted and abused by aliens. HILTON "The substance kills... but the substance is the cure." WOODEBURNE (beat) I've had one thought. (off his look) All the bombs. Capetown, the one that killed your agent, the park bomb... In the debris, there's evidence of a container. It's been puzzling me, because it's not functional. (off his look) What if this guy... is just practising. HILTON Practising. WOODEBURNE Ja. (beat) And some time he's going to use this... "substance". HILTON Which would be what? WOODEBURNE (beat; shrug) Some kind of WMD? (weapon of mass destruction) Poison Gas? Germ warfare? (beat) Anthrax? Close on Hilton. It is all coming down on him. CUT TO: ACT TWO 14 INT. ZT HILTON'S OFFICE - DAY 14 (HILTON, WOODEBURNE) Hilton is ushering Guy Woodeburne into the room. HILTON I got a call from home affairs. (beat) The number we put together from the bomb sites... WOODEBURNE Ja? HILTON It is an ID Number. (beat) Belongs to Nigel Jones. WOODEBURNE (shocked) General... Nigel Jones? HILTON You know him? WOODEBURNE (beat) Deputy Secretary of military intelligence. HILTON Ja. CUT TO: 15 INT. BOMBER'S LAIR - DAY 15 Close on the screen as the bomber types. "...doctors who collaborated in the murder of detainees, those politicians who commanded the dogs of war and then denied it, the suited leaders who commanded the men who barbecued the heroes of the revolution... These people stand at edge of a vertiginous brink..." CUT TO: 16 INT. ZT BRIEFING ROOM - DAY 16 (SAKKIE, SIMISO, HILTON, WOODEBURNE, GUY WOODEBURNE, HANNALIE) The Unit is struggling with the implications of the new lead. SAKKIE Why would Jones, if he is the bomber, plant evidence that leads to himself? SIMISO Maybe he doesn't think he's leaving it. He thinks the metal wouldn't survive the blast. SAKKIE So why use it then? HILTON (beat) Or he knows it will survive, but it's not the bomber's ID. (beat) The bomber is pointing our attention at someone else. Guy Woodeburne is impressed. WOODEBURNE Ja? (beat; pleased) You think he's that clever? SAKKIE (beat) There a lot of people that hate guys like that. GUY WOODEBURNE (beat) Like what? SAKKIE Like Jones. People that changed sides. Jones was big with the CCB... HANNALIE Didn't he testify before the Truth Commission? SAKKIE Ja. (beat) Bomber is left wing. Maybe he has an issue with Jones... so he implicates him... Angle on Guy Woodeburne, smiling: possible, but unlikely. HILTON (beat) I'm going to meet with Marlene Burger again. Guy, I want you to access Jones's files from NIS. WOODEBURNE They code blue. (beat) You want to speak to your man. Get him to authorize it. Hilton speaks with quiet authority. HILTON It's authorized. (beat) We fly low under the radar on Jones, people. He's a can of worms. (beat) Sakkie... I want you to head the surveillance team. And he mustn't smell you. SAKKIE He won't. HANNALIE You know he was on Thembi Ndlovu's show last month? HILTON Who? SAKKIE (shocked) Jones? HANNALIE Ja. She asked him if he held back at the Truth Commission. Mentioned someone... Jezzie... SIMISO Jezzie Anderson? HANNALIE Ja. SAKKIE Who is she? SIMISO She and three other girls were killed travelling to Joburg from a Hugh Masakela concert in Gabarone in the eighties. Car exploded. (beat) One of those unsolved ones. CUT TO: