Lewis comes through the door, reciting some of JIMMY’ s poetry.

LEWIS: I am the river that flows through Africa!

I am the ancient source

I am memory and history

Past and future

I am the river that flow through Africa!

JIMMY: Comrade Lewis!

LEWIS: Comrade Jimmy!

JIMMY: Or should I say Mister Matome?

LEWIS: Jimmy, my brother.

JIMMY: What are you doing here? You're the last person I expected to see. You, the Chairman of the Bank. Me, the bank robber. What do you want, Mr. Matome?

LEWIS: Help me and I'll help you. You crossed the line, comrade.

JIMMY: Whose fucking line?

LEWIS: Be reasonable, Jimmy.

JIMMY: What you doing here? Sniffing for the truth! Who for? The Chief of Police? The President? The head of National Intelligence?

LEWIS: Did you rob the bank, Jimmy? Why did you rob the bank, Jimmy?

JIMMY: Listen Lewis, I don't have to answer to you, I answer to the people.

LEWIS: Cut the crap, Jimmy!

JIMMY: Why am I having to ask favours from you? We were in this thing together at the start. In the struggle! Right through the darkest days! Why didn't we finish together? Here you are right at the top of the dung hill. And I'm in the shit hole! I read in the paper, you're worth forty million.

LEWIS: Sure.

JIMMY: Why you? What did you do different to me? We were comrades! Cadres! We were brothers in arms!

LEWIS: You just don't get it, do you? Things changed. There's a new set of rules to play by now. I ran with the ball. You sat on your gat waiting for hand-outs. Then you get bitter and you rob my bank.

JIMMY: The problem with you lot at the top of the dung hill - you think you smell like roses. You come in here, you offer me a deal. I call it blackmail. Well maybe two can play that game. Either you help me, or I look elsewhere for help!

LEWIS: You got no cards left to play, Jimmy. You're in jail.

JIMMY: If I did rob your bank - and F m not saying I did - but if I did rob the bank, at least it was just a bank. You robbed the people.

LEWIS: Me? Me?