Zola's Monologue

I take it this is your daughter - the clever Namhla.

One and only.
You know that I get straight to the point.

Please tell her how you ended up here.

I don't like talking about it.
It's a sad story.

Sorry.

Sorry.

I was working for Jack.

All went well...

till I did something without his permission.

He sent his gangsters to me.
They had axes, knives and stuff.

They broke into my home and started with my wife.

They chopped off her head.

There was blood all over the house, the children were crying...

Next, they went on to my children.

Then they turned on me.

Those people left me broken.

Those people left me broken.

So...

because I'm untouchable,
I managed to escape.

- Jack wanted you dead, didn't he?
- Yes.

I handed myself over to the police.
anything about him because I know what he's like.

So he decided I was on his side...

and backed off.

Now do you understand why
I want you to stay away from him?

This reads fine to me. Want to read it out to me? Pretend I'm the audience.

"The legacy that Zola left behind...

goes beyond having his name immortalised on buildings and parks."

"His true legacy lies in what he stood for."

"He was a man of principle - strong on the outside, but gentle and loving inside."

Are you alright?

- Would you mind giving me a minute?
- You don't have to deal with this on your own.

- I can read it for you if you like.
- No, I want to do it.

For Zola.

First Lucy, and now Namhla.

I'm growing impatient with your family.

Boss, I'm sorry Namhla disrespected you like that.

Does she normally accuse every man who steps into the shebeen of being her father?

She doesn't know who her father is.

That's no excuse to drag me into your family drama.

Put your dogs on a leash.

Boss, it's because Namhla...

has been through a lot lately.
Losing her boyfriend really got to