House On Mango Street Monologue

You're really back in the game.

I still can't believe it.

These hands...

are itching because of the millions that Fernando will give me.

- Are you done with that one?
- Yes.

Finish up with those two.
They must go out.

Now I'm running...
Actually, I'm not running...

I'm back in overdrive.

What kind of boyfriend would I be if I let...

- Whose boyfriend? Mine?
- No, mine, and please respect him.

I love Smangele Maphumulo with all my heart!

I don't think we should spend time together without our better halves.

Where's that coming from?

Send my regards to her.

They've struck again.

There's a criminal...

who only steals top-of-the-range cars.

Something tells me it's one person who's behind all of them.

This is enough now.

We can't
- I should pay Mastermind a visit.
- For what?

You said he no longer steals cars.

What? Why are you defending him like you're his lawyer? What's up?

No, I'm not defending him.
Remember what happened with Nkunzi?

Even as a Christian people still accuse him of crimes.

Be that as it may, Khumalo, but Mdlalose has a point.

Maybe you'll find something.

Maybe you'll find a lead.

You're right, Captain.

I think I should go straight to him.

- I'll go with you.
- For what?

There you go again.

Are you scared that I'll outshine you?

Okay, then. We'll go together.

Get onto it, guys.
Get them in here.

Okay, Captain.

Let's go.

Smangele, what's there to eat?

There's bread in the fridge.

I had bread for dinner as well.

- What do you want to eat?
- Sausages and eggs, or something.

Okay, there's a pan in there.

And make it myself?

Smangele, this bread's stale.

When last did you do groceries?

Hey, I'm talking to you.
You're laughing at me?

Calm
- What's wrong with that?
- You don't really want to date that farm boy. Why not?

He's kind and good to me.

And he's good-looking.

What?

What's so good-looking about him?

He'll cheat on you...

then I'll have to console you when you're crying.

Don't compare him with you.

He's a good guy.
There aren't many guys like him.

Hey, Smangele...

Smangele, don't say I didn't warn you.

Come in!

Lillian, how are you?

- I'm good. I hope I'm not disturbing you.
- Not at all.

- Can I make you some tea?
- No, thanks. I'm alright.

I'm here to check up on you.
I hardly slept a wink, thinking...

you fell sick from eating my food.

Not at all.

I'm okay now.
I think my tummy was upset that day.

I don't want you to think that lady from Jo'burg poisoned you.

Lillian...

having a true friend is important.
Your friendship means a lot to me.

I'm glad to hear that, but people love gossiping.

They might even say I'm jealous of you.

I mean it.

You're amazing.

It's important to have real friends.

Have you noticed how well our husbands get along?

I have.

Don't say I didn't warn you when they ignore us.

Oh, Lord, don't let that happen.

I'm already competing with the church.

I was smart and decided to work with