Catch a Fire Page #3

in the checked shirt.

Patrick Chamusso?

Yes.

Yes, what do you want from me?

Let him go!

Let him go!

What are you doing?

Daddy! Take your

hands off my daddy!

Get away from him!

Daddy!

Daddy.

Let me go!

Patrick! Let me go!

Patrick!

Precious! Let her go.

Precious!

Patrick!

Patrick.

I'm very sorry,

Mrs. Chamusso.

We have to ask your

husband some questions.

I wanna be your friend.

I want to be your friend.

Who is your contact?

I'm asking you a question now,

Patrick. Look at me in the eyes.

I said, look at me!

Are you a member of the ANC?

It's simple.

You think a communist

is a good thing?

What the hell

have you done to him?

Here. Sit up.

Get up.

It's water.

Slowly.

Slowly. Slowly.

I want a doctor

to take a look at him.

Now!

Here.

Why won't they

let him go, Zuko?

Why are they

still holding him?

And Johnny, too.

I don't know.

And that night he

wasn't even in Secunda.

You know him, Zuko,

he's not into politics.

His family, his work, his

football. That's Patrick's life.

I must go to Joburg

and find a lawyer.

That's what I must do.

He doesn't have

the right a lawyer.

Only if they charge him.

Charge him with what?

At the moment, they can hold

him as long as they want.

What am I supposed to do?

What am I

supposed to do now?

I want to know who you are.

When I look at a man

I don't see a terrorist.

I see a human being.

I told you 100 times.

I'm innocent.

I am not ANC.

How many men

in your maintenance team?

A foreman

and two other men.

You, Zuko September,

Johnny Piliso.

Who collects the vehicles?

Who signs for the keys?

The foreman on the shift.

That night,

that would be you.

I told you, I wasn't there.

I was sick.

Did you see a doctor?

Yes.

Got a sick note?

Yes. Yes.

The doctor's note

was forged, Patrick.

We know that.

You are lying.

I'm a coach

for Secunda Lions.

Township kids. We were

in the playoffs at Ermelo.

We stayed an extra day.

I have no holiday left

this year.

And I don't want to

lose my job.

It's good what

Patrick does with those boys.

Giving them a focus.

Keeping them off the streets.

Good man.

So, that day, he takes the

boys to the playoffs in Ermelo.

They win. 2-1.

And then he drives somewhere.

Takes off in the Kombi.

Do you know where he went?

Who he met?

In the middle of the night?

Patrick.

It's Sunday.

Day of rest.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Take a drive.

Between you and me, Patrick,

apartheid cannot last.

Twenty-five million blacks.

Three million white people.

We are the underdogs.

We are the ones under attack.

Amen.

Amen.

I'm starving.

Maybe Patrick would like

some gravy please, Elsie.

Cool drink, Mom?

Thank you.

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