Tsotsi Page #2

You can't even spell the word, can you?

Decency... Let's see... D-E-C-E-N-C-Y.

- How's that? - What does it mean?

Decency means making a f***ing decent living sonny.

Respect man... For yourself...

It got f*** all to do with your way of living.

Do you want respect? I'll give you respect...

When you quit drinking and get a driver's licence.

I need drivers not drinkers.

F*** your decency.

Yea, f*** my decency.

F*** you man.

Anytime, you'll need help... just ask.

Quick and silent.

The old way.

Play.

David... Come here.

Hold my hand.

Don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid.

What are you doing?

- I want him near me, Mandla. - Son, go outside... Now.

- Mandla, please. - You know you are sick.

What if he gets sick like you?

It's all right my baby. It's all right...

You... stay away from your mother.

Get out I said! Out damn it!

Out you f***ing dog!

Leave it.

Son...

don't look at me like that.

- Who's there? - Aap. Open the door.

- What do you want? - I've just come...

- For what? - I always come around.

- Where's Butcher? - He won't come.

He's angry. He says you did a job on your own.

- Maybe I did. So what? - That's what I told him.

But then he said "Let's go and join Fela".

Then what are you doing here?

Years man... You and me together.

The two of us... Since we were kids.

And all these years you've just been following me.

"Hey Tsotsi what are we doing

tonight? Hey, it's good, it's good".

F***, why can't you decide things for yourself.

All right, fine... We can start again.

Like when Vusi and Peter were shot. It felt like this.

But we started again. We found Boston and Butcher.

- What? - Yea, what?

You know what brother? This time it's finished.

Finished and done. Go join Fela's

gang. I can't help you anymore.

I'm sorry.

What? you wanna return to your big fancy house?

You want to go back home?

I'll show you a home.

What do you want?

What's in the bag?

Let me see.

- What are you doing with it? - Why, you want it? Here.

F*** off man, we can't feed him.

Did his mother die?

Do you see that pipe? Top row, left.

It's theirs.

Used to be mine.

Where do you live now?

- I got my own place. - Why

did you bring the baby here?

He wants to show him his old house.

Where have you been?

Quiet baby, quiet. Hurry, please!

Feed him.

Drink, baby.

Drink you hear me? Drink so you can grow up.

What's your name little one?

How should I call you?

David.

- His name is David. - Yes David. Now you're drinking.

Are you his father?

What happened to his mother?

Is she dead?

Where is the father of your baby?

Last winter, he went to work one day...

and never came back...

It was dark... After 5.

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