Mandela: Long Walk to Freedom Page #3

- Follow Madiba!

- Whites only!

All together, come!

- In there.

- They're coming!

Get them! Come on!

They are coming, they are coming.

Where are they?

Where are they?

What do you think you're doing?

- See, lady, no manners at all.

- Come! Get up!

Let go!

Get your hands off me.

Sorry, ladies.

Together we will beat them!

Together we have power!

- Mayibuye!

- Afrika!

- Afrika!

- Mayibuye!

- Mayibuye!

- Afrika!

- Afrika!

- Mayibuye!

- Are you here alone?

- Yes.

Mum doesn't know I'm here.

Mum says we're not

to live with you anymore.

Thembi, I know

that I've been away a lot.

Too much.

But... I'm doing it for all of us.

I want you to believe that.

Hambani. Hambani.

- Madiba.

- Mama.

Do you want a lift?

- OK.

- Sure.

Do you always accept lifts

from strangers?

You are not a stranger.

You are Nelson Mandela.

And you are Winnie Madikizela.

- How do you know?

- I made inquiries.

And what else did you find out?

That you work at

Baragwanath Hospital,

you are the first black

social worker they've ever had,

and you're the most beautiful

girl I've ever seen.

It's just here.

Thank you.

What time do you finish?

- 6:
00.

- I'll be here.

You know, I've been finding

out about you, too.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hm.

And what have you found out?

Your wife left you.

I was away too much.

Never enough time.

There is no time.

- Only now.

- Only now?

- Yes.

- What do you mean?

When I was 7 years old,

my little sister

started coughing blood.

And my mother, she...

she begged God to save her.

But she died.

And ever since then, I've known

we have to save ourselves,

and we have to live while we can.

Winnie, Winnie.

I heard you have a

lot of girlfriends.

I'm different.

I was thinking,

I know a good dressmaker.

Very good value.

Maybe you should go and see her.

Maybe I should.

Maybe you should go to Bizana

and talk to your father.

Maybe I should.

Was that a proposal?

If that's what you'd like.

Is it what you'd like?

More than anything in the world.

- Is that "yes"?

- Yes.

Your husband.

At Sharpeville, an industrial

township, thousands gather outside

a police station in protest

against new laws requiring

every African to carry

a pass at all times.

The bastards

ignored the planes, man.

No, no, they weren't scared at all.

They bloody well waved at me...

They're tearing the fences apart.

Listen, I'm trying...

The cells are full.

How long is it gonna take?

- Back.

- Get away.

Pienaar!

Disperse and go back

to the stadium!

This is your final warning!

Cease fire!

Did you find a gun?

You'd better find that gun, Pienaar.

Did you see a weapon?

You find that weapon, Pienaar.

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