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Mxolisi Monologue
I told you they'd target the church, but you didn't listen.

MaNzuza and everyone else's blood is on your hands. You could've stopped it.

Please don't leave us.
We'll do anything for you to live.

I promise that when this is all over,
I'll quit the life of crime.

I love you, my wife.

In my heart, you're already my wife.

My birth mother is dead.

Because of this idiot.

Remember...

I'm still here.

I don't want anyone here.

We have to clean the church.

I'll do it myself.

I decided to get started...

because if I don't, nothing will get done.

Where's Mxolisi?
He should be helping you?

I don't think he came home last night.

I thought as much.

Doesn't he know what needs to be done today?

I've been trying to get hold of you. Come home
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The machines are keeping her alive.
She can't breathe on her own.

So...

She's dead, Thobile!

We must just accept that she's dead, and that nothing else can be done.

They want me to switch off the machines.

How do I do that?

How do I end my sister's life?

They're mad.

I won't do that.

You know this won't help anything, right?

It's helping.

It's helping today.

When you wake up tomorrow, the pain will still be there, and the next day, and the day after that.

- What's your problem?
- I know what you're going through is painful.

Were you also...

involved in your mother's death?

My point is I know you're going through a hard time.

You know nothing.
Give me back my bottle.

Your father needs you.
He's worried about you.

Leave me alone.

- If I do, will you go home to your father?
- I said leave me alone! Give my bottle back!

Give me my bottle.

Please give it back.

You're lucky, Mxolisi.

You're lucky because you have two homes.

If you can't cope in the one you're staying right now, then come back home.

Please give me back my bottle.

Don't throw my brandy out!
How can you do that?

Mdinekas...

Sishanges...

Ndlanzis...

the great Mlambos...

Your child has come to
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Please be with me as I cleanse myself.

When I come out of this water,
I'll be reborn.

When I come out of this water, people will listen to me when I speak.

They'll heed my advice.

Everything I say.

Please make me hear you very clearly...

and put an end to this disconnect.

My elders...

My ancestors who appointed me to do this work.

This wasn't my own doing.

You chose me.

I follow you...

your instructions and everything you say.

I had no idea how many lives
MaNzuza had touched.

People loved her.

And I got angry...

because some bums came here looking for alcohol. I kicked them out.

Brother, you can't eat biscuits.
You must eat food.

And eat now before the mourners come.

- Are there more coming?
- We can't turn them away. You can go to your bedroom. Samu?

I didn't know you were coming.
It's been a long time...

and...

Mdletshe...

what did you do to my sister?

What?

Let me tell you what happened.

She was shot by criminals.

- They shot...
- I know what happened! But still, it's your fault.

Hello! Hold it right there.

You can't come here and tell Mdletshe that nonsense in his own home.

You should've protected my sister!

I swear on my dead sister,

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