Ap English Short Monologue Dialogue

Okay, maybe I was a bit mean to you.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

So, please take this.

All of it?

- Yes.
- This is a lot of money.

In six months' time, you'll be able to see him and hold him.

Doctor, he'll still be too small then.

No, you're three months pregnant.

There's only one person I know...

who's excellent with a knife.
Steleka.

In the flesh.

I've been looking for you for a long time, and today I've finally found you.

Think carefully about this.

Shut up!

You burnt down my house...

and my mother died inside.

I should've brought some petrol so I could burn you alive...

and watch you burn to death.

But today is D-Day.

Are you alright, Njomane?

Are you alright?

MaNgcobo...

you saved my life.

I still can't believe
I killed
someone for you.

If you hadn't come when you did,
I'd be the one lying here.

Why didn't you tell me your life was in danger?

I thought he was one of those stupid private investigators.

- I don't know what you're on about.
- I know you hired someone to follow me.

I hired him because I thought he was good.
How did you find out?

No one can follow me without me knowing.

Tell me...

did you find what you were looking for?

I hired him because I thought you were cheating on me.

Yoh!

Who told you that?

You didn't even want to sleep with me.
You didn't love me anymore.

I was dealing with things like these.

I see that now.

Another thing...

you wasted your money hiring that idiot.

I know.

But it's over now.

Thank you.

I'm thankful...

that I have someone like you in my life...

who's loyal...

and brave.

Do you know that you're brave?

You deserve this.
Come here.

Whoa!

- Did you hear that?
- What?

- Who is it?
- Qhabanga.

Is it done?

I'll see you when you come for a touch-up.
Alright.

So, how's it working for that forward Gabisile?

It's much better now...

because we called the cops.
Everything's okay now.

- And now they know she doesn't take nonsense.
- And I can sleep in peace finally.

I just hope it'll stay like that.

- The party animal has finally risen!
- Hello.

Glamour queen.

Are you okay, friend?

- Thobile, can I have some headache tablets?
- No, I'm getting sick of this.

I've run out of tablets because of your hangovers.

You shouldn't give her any.
I didn't get that hunk's number because of her.

Friend, I'm sorry.
I just needed to de-stress.

It's okay, we've all been there.
We understand.

I hope you're not dependent on alcohol like I was.

GC's right.
If you want to talk, we're here for you.

Guys, thank you.
I'm sorry, it won't happen again.

Are you sure you're not using alcohol to forget about your problems?

- Zekhethelo, what do I have to forget?
- Lately, you've been talking about being used.

- You have issues.
- Yes.

Did I really say that?

Guys, I don't remember anything.

Really, guys. Seriously.

Um...

It's nothing.

They say that when a woman gets drunk...

she tells the truth.

That boy I gave a haircut was cute.
He looked like Nasty C.

- You gave him a nice haircut.
- Did you see him?

Sbu, you have a car.
Why don't you go pick up the food yourself?

Okay, fine.

Thank you.
I'll bring it to you later.

Bye.

Thobile...

do you still have space for me to perform at the Youth Day event?

Obviously, girl.

Actually, it's not the same without you.

Okay, I'll come back if you don't mind.

Of course I don't mind.

Thank you.

Wait a minute, what made you change your mind?

It's just that there's a lot going on in my life right now.

I think performing my poem will help me deal with it.

Hang on, so everything in that poem is what you're going through?

- Yes.
- Girl...

- Is Sbu abusing you?
- No!

Um...

this is about that Pastor Nkosi ordeal.

Well...

he abused me.

But he didn't hit you.

Abuse doesn't always have to be physical.
There are many forms of abuse.

Yes, well...

Pastor Nkosi used me.

He pretended to love me.

Eish, your poem will change people's lives.

Maybe we should post it on 'social networks' too.

No, GC...

Relax, you don't have to do anything you don't want to.

- It's okay.
- Thank you.

Okay.

You're the last person I want to see.
What are you doing here?

Is that the way to talk to the man who helped you get this club?

I don't have time for your games, Qhabanga.
Please leave.

Actually, MaNgcobo, I'm here to apologise.

- I was convinced Nkunzi was on to you.
- You made me mistrust Nkunzi.

Well, I don't want you to trust him.

I'll never play mind games again.

Did you send someone to attack him last night?

To attack him?

Who attacked him?

Our old friend...

Steleka.

He almost killed me.

If it weren't for my wife...

I'd be six feet under.

- You're lucky, Njomane.
- Yes, that's why we must be grateful for family.

He's been here all day, following me around like a puppy.

I can't help that I love you.

Listen up, you two.
You know what?

Let's spend time together and celebrate as a family.

What do you say?

I'm sorry, Njomane.

I apologise. Let's call a truce.

Hallelujah! Praise the Lord.

Amen.

Tell me, is Mumsy seriously going to stay with you and Masterpiece?

Zweli begged me not to kick her out.

Yoh!

Masterpiece is still excited after seeing the scan of his child.

That was her plan.
You should've gone with them.

I can't follow them around the whole day.

I have to keep an eye on the salon.

No, I can do that.
I have shares here, remember?

- Hello, girls.
- Hi, Sipho.

- How are you?
- We're good.
I have some good news.
Please make sure you're not busy tomorrow.

It's going down at the club.

Let me tell you something.
Fridays at Genesis will never be the same.

Yes!

- Am I reading this correctly? Destruction Boyz?
- Yes, the one and only. The Gqom boys.

They'll be at Club Genesis.

I think it's the perfect way to celebrate Youth Day.

Yoh! Fikile will lose her mind when she sees this.

Tomorrow?

Guys, have you forgotten?
It's the Youth Day celebration in church.

- We'll go straight to the club after church.
- You know Mam'Madlala will want us to clean up.

Nosipho, can't you have them on Saturday?

No, it was hard enough getting them.

They're booked until October.
If we let them go, we won't get them again.

Why don't we change in the church after the celebration?

You'll explain that to Mam'Madlala.

Don't you dare!

She'd hold a prayer vigil for us if she heard us say, 'Club Genesis'.

- But it's Destruction Boyz.
- Eish!

You know?

No, man. This guy...

He only had one job to do...

and now he's dead.

I told you that you two have powerful ancestors.

No, man!

Maybe Nkunzi recognised my voice.

Try and find out if he did.

Me? How will I find that out?

Talk to Mxolisi.
Maybe Nkunzi's told him by
now.

No way! Nkunzi's expecting us to go talk to Mxolisi.

Listen here, Mastermind...

if Nkunzi finds out it was my plan...

then you're guilty by association.

We can plan all we like...

but nothing will work out.

You know what?
I'm sick and tired now.

If it's not Mdletshe preaching to me, then it's you.

No, I'm not preaching,
I'm just telling you the truth.

No, man! Steleka...

Steleka was so thirsty for Nkunzi's blood.
So what could I do?

The biggest mistake we made...

was bringing Steleka in to come work with us.

That was our mistake.

You know what?

Right now...

if you won't help me...

then just leave me to come up with a plan on my own.

Listen, don't make as if I'm enjoying this because I'm not.

Now we have to sleep with one eye open because we don't know what Nkunzi's planning.

Steleka, man!

Steleka...

I was talking to Thobile, and tomorrow everything will be great.

I want those kids to do me one favour.

I want them to pull up their socks from last time, otherwise I won't be impressed.

Qhabanga, did you buy yourself a new car?

No, Pastor, it's not mine.

I don't follow.

I want to thank you...

for everything you've done for the church and KwaMashu community.

- It's yours.
- Mine?

It's mine?

You heard me.

And if you don't like the colour...

then we can change it.

This is a beast. Even if it were pink, it'd still be perfect.

Wow!

Pastor...

congratulations!
This is a great car!

The other churches will be jealous.

My brother deserves this.
You deserve this.

This is for all those years you've put into the church.

Thank you.

Pastor, let me show you all the gadgets of your new car...

so you can show off.

Don't you want me to drive it first?

Pastor's going to give us lifts now.

Oh, my goodness!

I was doing a traditional dance...

and as I was going for my armpit,
I hit myself on the mouth instead.

All the people were laughing, but it was painful.

This is okay now.

- Baby?
- Baby, here's your lunch. I'm in a hurry.

Come on, baby.
How are you feeling?

Oh, you're still wearing your glasses.

I still have a headache.
That's why I want to rush back to work.

Oh, here's some money for some tablets.

I don't think you'll feel any better until you've seen a doctor.
- Here.
- Thanks, my love.

Before you go...
Guys, let me tell you something.

This here is the Beyoncé to Jay-Z, who's Sbuda.

Guys, this here...

is a real princess.
She's very brave. Listen to what she did.

She went to jail for me. Imagine!

She's my ride-or-die.

We'll be together till death do us part.

Sbu, I have to go back to work.

Okay, baby, you'll go now-now.

Hello, Cool Kruger.

- Sibusiso.
- Yes?

She's wife material.

There are very few women who'd go to jail for their men.

Exactly! I was just telling the guys.

Cool Kruger, I can't wait until we're married.
I wish it would happen already.

Good.

- Cool Kruger...
- Why did you embarrass me like that?

Baby, you know I get excited when I'm around you.
You can go back to work now. I'll see you later.

- Sure.
- Alright, my sugar.

My everything!

You see, guys?
That woman...

Guys, we have to start.
We have a lot to go through.

Wow, guys!

What's going on?

Friend, we know you've been through a lot.
This is to show you that you have our support.

Oh, my goodness! Fikile!

Guys, thank you all!

My friend, this is to show that those skanks who use their bodies to get ahead in life won't
win.