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Aren't you getting a little bit too old for him?

No, this is my friend.

Your friend?

You know, Mandla…

I need to take you home, feed you, and take you to cricket.

Looks like we're gonna be late.

Good.

Are they still bullying you?

Yeah.

Mandla, what did I say to you last time?

- Stand up to them. - So why didn't you?

'Cause they're gonna carry on doing what they're doing if you don't do that.

But they're much bigger than me.

- Did you tell Coach? - Yeah.

And what did she say?

I should stop being a crybaby.

I'm gonna talk to this little coach of yours.

It's okay, Dad. It's just one sandwich.

I gave them one, and I have one.

Dad.

It's gonna be okay, my boy. All right?

- Dad. - It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Dad!

I'm scared.

It's gonna be fine.

Hey, you!

Hey, Sarafina, out!

Get out the fucking car, man!

Get out of the car, man.

I'm begging you, my brother. I have a child in the back, please.

Oh…

Sorry.

He's got a crèche in the back.

Hello, boy.

Hello, boy.

Papa is gonna be fine, okay?

Why are you looking at me like that, asshole?

I'll blow your head off.

I'll blow your head off, man.

Calm down. Calm down.

- Hey, you. Piss off. - Piss off!

- Piss off. - Piss off.

Get out of the fucking car, man.

Hey, man…

- No, man, Spyker, you always... - Don't talk shit.

Boss, it was nothing. We were just chilling with the guys.

It was just a conversation over a few beers.

Then he asked me where you were and who you were with.

I would never put you in danger.

I would never do that.

Then why were they looking for you?

Boss, I was broke and needed some money.

So you think it was nothing

that his boss, Rolo, wants to kill me?

And you told his driver exactly where I am,

who I'm with and what we're doing. Is that nothing?

Please forgive me, my boss.

I made a mistake, boss.

Boss, I'm begging you. I need this job.

I'm begging you, boss.

- Okay. - Please forgive me.

Okay.

- I'll do you a favor, boy. You hear me? - Yes, boss.

We're going to put you up there.

- You see the top of that car? - Yes, my boss.

That's your new position.

I'm giving you a view of everything

that's happening in the scrap yard. Understood?

- Don't mess up. - Oh, boss.

Thank you so much, boss.

You've helped me so much. I don't even know what to say.

Thank you so much, boss.

And then?

- Hi, my beautiful boy. - Hi!

Hi, Mom.

Hello, my handsome. How're you doing?

- I'm good. - Good.

How was school?

Um, there were these two guys with guns.

Um, they pointed the gun right at Daddy.

And there was a lady screaming.

What?

It was nothing.

Are you okay?

Mm-hmm?

Okay. Eat up.

What happened?

- It was a hit. - Portia, it was broad daylight.

Those guys were casual, no rush, walking around without a care in the world.

They looked at each other, then they looked at this one,

as if they were thinking of something.

Maybe he should stay home then.

No. No, no, no.

Zak, are you sure?

He'll be fine. I promise you.

All right.

Go get your bag. Go and get ready.

Come, come, come.

Mandla, go wash your hands.

You sure you're okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

It's okay if you're not.

Damn, what smells like that, Brother?

It smells.

- Yes. - It smells.

- Jesus! - Can you smell it?

Where did you get this? At Mandela Village?

I got it from Stivovo, my friend.

- Stivovo? - Yes.

Just throw it away, Brother.

- It's not good enough for this kitchen. - No.

Dude, I can't throw it away.

He sold it to me at a cheap price. It was a bargain.

- A bargain? - Yeah.

- A bargain for this? - Yeah.

It's off and smells like it wasn't put in the fridge after coming off the truck.

No, he has a fridge, but it's not big enough.

I'm just trying this out. Why are you being so harsh?

Gosh.

No, man.

Thanks, thanks, my brother.

Hey, leave my order, man.

- Yeah, yeah, I know… - What's wrong with you?

…why are you shouting?

- Do you want a burger? - Thank you, boss.

Listen, tell my nephew he's got a shitty dad.

- Boss, please may I have fifty rand? - Piss off.

- As old as I am? - Whatever.

I'm going to need another driver.

Karwas?

Does he know how to drive well?

Okay, go with him for today.

Teach him how to drive and show him the ropes.

But I need to be with you, boss.

No, I'll be okay.

It's one day, don't worry about me.

Hey!

Uh, take that bucket and put it there.

Be quick, hurry up.

- You know how to drive, right? - Yes.

- Yes, let's go. Step on the clutch. - Yeah.

Step on the brake, start the car, and do your thing.

Don't be intimidated by people on the road, just drive.

Let's go! Go!

Go! Let's go.

No, no, no!

Push in the clutch. Yes, that's it, go, go!

No, man. Drive the car, drive the car.

What? What are you doing?

Go on.

Yeah. There you go.

My man, what's the holdup?

- Good morning. - Yeah, good morning. What's the holdup?

My brother, it's tea time.

At this time? Guys, y'all aren't serious.

Piss off.

What did you say?

I said piss off.

Hello?

What?

Yeah, okay. I'm on my way. I'm on my way.

Mandla.

Where are they?

What's wrong with you guys? Don't your parents feed you?

If you ever touch my son again,

I will go to the cops and I'll report you.

And let me tell you something, there's no sandwiches or cakes in prison.

- Are we clear? - Mr. Sikow?

It's Mr. Sigcawu to you.

- This is entirely inappropriate. - Inappropriate?

Is my son being bullied and stolen from appropriate?

Don't tell me that.

Bullying and theft,

and your "appropriate" answer is to call my son a crybaby?

And these bullies tore off his button, so you better find it.

Appropriate, my ass.

Dad, were you really going to call the cops?

No, my boy.

I just wanted to scare them.

I still got a sandwich.

Would you like half?

No, I'm fine, my boy.

Thank you very much. You're so kind, you know.

Look at this rubbish, hey!

Mandla, are you okay?

You sure you're okay?

Hey, you! What the fuck are you doing?

- Hey, what are you saying? - I'm saying your driving is shit!

- Dad, please don't get out. - Hey, man!

What kind of rubbish driving is this? Come here, I want you close.

I want this guy to come closer. I want him here.

I want to show him something.

Are you high? Didn't you see the light was red?

I'm sorry. I was the one who...

Zip this mouth of yours.

What kind of driver are you, passing red lights?

You're the one who drove past a red light. Are you high?

Hey, this is South Africa. Where are you rushing to?

You're talking bullshit. Everyone saw you. Are you stupid or what?

I'll grab you with one ball.