Zekhethelo Monologue

He's been planning this for weeks.

Snitch!

You think you're smart.

You know very well that your name is on the parolee list.

Where did you hear that?

I want to get out when I've served my time.
Please tell them to remove my name.

You again?

- What are you doing here?
- So this is how you roll?

No, girl, you haven't.

It's just that this thing here...

will never work.

Hello, charmer boy.

- Hello, Ma.
- How are you?

I'm alright.

You won't believe Nkunzi.

He had the chance to escape, but he didn't take it.

But then again, he knows how hard it is to be a fugitive.

No, Ma. Apparently, he snitched on Jobela, and then refused parole.

I don't know what's that about.

- Maybe it's about Zekhethelo.
- What do you mean?

Zekhethelo is
It's about your father.

Father? I don't have a father.

My child.

The Bible says...

"Honour your father and mother".
Don't forget that.

Hold it.

Are we talking about the same person?

The same man who terrorised your family?

We've put that behind us...

and we've also heard that he wants us to forgive him.

So, I've decided...

to baptise him.

He wants to be baptised?

If you want your father to change...

nothing will beat...

him becoming God's child.

- You believe all of this?
- At first, it was difficult for me to believe it too.

But he's done a lot to prove that he wants to change.

Visit him and you'll see the change.

No, thanks.

What I don't get is...

that you really believe him.

We'll go on with the baptism.

He'd love for you to be there.

Girl, here.

Take this money and leave.

Go to Port Shepstone or Port Edward.
I don't care.

To do what there?

To start a new life.
When you get there...

you can work in a hotel or a shop.
Maybe you'll find a man who'll love you.

I know we don't know each other that well...

but Ma said we'd learn to love each other.

She lied to you.
We'll never love each other.

Gcinokuhle, don't you want to marry me anymore?

No offence. You're a good
I'd like to let you know...

that you've wasted your time.

I know everyone hates me.

I'm sorry I took so long to come see you.

I've thought long and hard about your request.

We have a bad history.

But I've spoken to the prison authorities...

and they've confirmed that you're serious about changing.

Njomane...

you don't seem excited about the baptism.

Thank you, Pastor...

for your efforts...

but this thing...

you want to do means nothing now.

I'm confused now.

What I mean is there won't be a baptism anymore.

This is pointless.
Let's just forget about it.

Vader, please take me back to my cell.

I'm sorry, Pastor.

Madlokovu...

I hope...

you're not giving me a lesson in our culture.
I know it very well.

We'll just let people know there's been a change of plans. Just a minute.

There's a car that's just driven into my yard.
It might just be them.

Thank you very much, driver.

We're finally here.

Bab'Cetshwayo.

Good afternoon, Baba.

We're finally here.

Baba, where can we find GC?

If you still want to be in my home, don't ever utter that name again.

It's Gcinokuhle Gamakhulu Cetshwayo, okay?

We're very sorry.
Can we please see Gama?

- So you can corrupt him with your KwaMashu