listen, mr. buntu. - what now? - mr. buntu? - eh? then let's report that man to his home, my friend. and how do i know where that bloody dead man stays? how do you expect me to go back to that corner, ask a dead man, "where did you stay before?" don't be bloody stupid. you say you don't know, my friend. how will i know? - mr. buntu. - what? you see this, my friend? that dead man's dom book is going to tell you, my friend. that dead man's dom book, like this dom book of my dogs, i'm telling you, my friend. you want to put me in real kak tonight, wena. i don't want to put you in shit. my friend, i'm not trying to put mr. buntu in shit. that dead man's dom book, like this dom book of my dogs, it knows its english. big words, "endorsement. report back. don't come back." sizwe bansi wants to come to port elizabeth, my friend. this dom book says, "no." sizwe bansi wants to come and work in port elizabeth. this dom book says, "no." sizwe bansi wants to bring his family to port elizabeth. this dom book says, "no." people, it was never like t