EMMANUEL enters, wielding a sjambok.

EMMANUEL: Ai, what's going on here? Shouldn't you two boys be in school? You, [pointing to ANDILE.] I've told you before you can't hang around here killing yourself with this rat poison. You are giving my sphaza shop a bad name! Must I call the police again, eh?

ANDILE [indifferent]: Do what you like. I'm not afraid of you or the police, kwerekwere! Maybe it's me that should be calling the police, so they can come check if you have a permit to be working here in our territory, eh? If you don't like it then just go back to Mozambique.

SIPHO: Stop it, Andile.

ANDILE: Go back to where you came from.

SIPHO: Stop it! Emmanuel is my friend.

EMMANUEL: Sipho?

EMMANUEL [sternly]: What are you doing hanging with this isigebengu eh, Sipho? What would your mother say if she found out?

SIPHO [gooft]: Please don't tell her. Please bra, Emmanuel. We are just having a little fun.

EMMANUEL: He's bad news this Andile. [SIPHO stares blankly at him.] And you're a bright young man. [He glares at ANDILE.] I've seen this one destroy far too many young lives. [To ANDILE, maybe even handling him physically.] I don't want to see you here again. Do you hear me? [ANDILE runs off.] You can't go back to school or home looking like this. You must wait here until you've cleaned up. This is the last time this happens boy.

SIPHO: Yes Emmanuel.

EMMANUEL: The last time!