hey, nowetu, when i mention that name again, i get a headache. such would be your surprise, nowetu, if you had seen me at sky's place, only it was not just cold drinks being served, no, but first-class booze. and it was not mrs. teron's serving, no, but a certain wonderful and beautiful lady called miss nkonyemi. and it was not just sizwe, your husband, seated there, no, but mr. bansi with all the most important and lovely people new brighton has ever known. and we left sky's place, nowetu, with mr. buntu at 12:00 midnight. i'm taking you home. come. hey, wait here. i just want to pee in that corner. - okay. - don't move. if you move here, those thugs will grab you. right? how can you find jesus christ in a dutch reformed church? that sizwe, that sizwe is a bloody fool, i'm telling you. he's leading mr. bansi and mr. buntu astray. i know my way around this place, and i'm going to moor him if i find him-- you can't bullshit. come. let's get out. there's trouble there. only me in trouble, my friend. i said there's a dead man there. yeah? he's lying