Nkunzi Monologue

Zandile Zulu.

MaDlamini's been shot.
Zulu's at the hospital.

The courts work on evidence, not on feelings.

I hear you.
I'll find the evidence you need.

I can't take the guilt anymore.
I should've been there.

I think we should call it quits.

If we carry on, it'll just get worse.

Do you know how much time has passed since I almost died in that ATM bombing?

- The investigation's still ongoing.
- I know who did it.

- Who?
- Who else?

It's Nkunzi Mhlongo.

Think carefully about what you're saying.

Mondli, my body was paralysed, but my ears weren't.

I heard the men talking, and I recognised the one voice.

I'm certain it was Nkunzi's voice.

But that isn't enough.

- You don't believe me?
- It's not that.

We have no proof.

Nkunzi's
I'm being honest with you.

If you were honest, you'd have listened to me when I said you guys wouldn't work out.

But you pushed the issue and dated her.

And now you've broken up.

So do me a favour.
Smangele's moved on, you do the same.

Okay?

You can go now. Bye-bye.

Go!

The church can't sit back and watch the Zulus suffer on their own.

Maybe...

the congregation can take turns cooking for them.

I'm sure...

a fundraiser...

could help with the medical costs.

MaNzuza.

I'm so sorry.

MaNzuza.

Nzuzo...

is everything okay?

It just seems like the crime in KwaMashu keeps on getting worse and worse.

Even so...

let's not give up hope.

I haven't, Baba.

It's just so sad that Lillian was shot like that.

Here's some water.

Thank you.

That idiot's too slow.

- He should've kissed her already.
- Come on.

Not everyone moves fast like you.

No, just a little kiss.

What is it?

Some people just don't know when to stop.

What's wrong?

Mondli. He was parked outside like a stalker.

Mondli?
Did he tell you he was coming?

No. He just came and parked outside our house.

Shame, how long did he wait for you?

I don't know, but how did he even know I wasn't home?

He should leave me and Qhabanga
- Why not?
- He said...

he wouldn't be able to afford this ring on a cop's salary.

But I told him not to make his poverty my problem, and that a man saves money.

You know what?
I think he's up to something.

He's sniffing around.

It's one of your favourites, baby.

It's by Gcina Mhlope.

"Sometimes when it rains
I smile to myself."

"I think of times when as a child,
I'd sit by myself..."

"and wonder why people need clothes."

"Sometimes when it rains,
I think of times when..."

"I'd run into the rain shouting..."

"Nkce..."

"nkce..."

"mlanjana, when will I grow?"

"I'll grow up tomorrow!"

Lillian...

Oh, Lillian!

Where am I?

You're in the hospital.

I can't move my legs.

- Baby...
- Shh!

I can't move my