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[narrator] I'd like to introduce Mayi.
A true free spirit and the apple of her father's eye.
Now Mayi is an easy woman to fall in love with.
And she herself… [giggles] …falls in love easily, too.
It is often asked,
"In light of wealth, security and status,
can a free spirit throw caution to the wind
and follow her heart?"
I guess we'll have to see.
[guests chattering]
Uh, uh… how about you go out and get some air?
No? Okay. Right.
[exclaims] But dating is awkward, don't you know?
You're made to watch others while they get down
or at least lusting after each other and making out.
While you're busy treading water,
not even sure what's going on in this life of yours.
You don't know in what direction you're going to move
and your life isn't going to plan, and you're already nearly 30 years of age.
[chuckles] Sorry. [scoffs]
Do, um…
Do you guys want another round?
[chuckles]
[drummer counts off]
[music plays]
[scattered applause]
Friend…
I'm thinking it's time to head home now.
But now, girl?
Why? What? Do you want to stay here?
Yeah, just a little longer.
But all alone, my friend?
Yeah, just one more drink. It's my 30th birthday, my love.
Aw, friend. Are you sure?
Yeah, yeah.
I'll see you at home, okay?
Of course, baby. I gotta go get some. [exclaims]
- [laughs] Come here. - [chuckles]
I love you! [laughs]
- I love you too, baby. - Okay, mwah. Happy birthday, bitch!
- Thank you. - Listen, steer clear of the men.
- Men are dogs, you know? - [laughs]
- Sharp. - See you at home.
Okay. [chuckles]
Oh, hi.
Hi!
- [clears throat] I'm Zweli, Zwelethu. - Mayi.
Mayi?
- Mayibuye… - Mayibuye.
- …iAfrika. [chuckles] - [chuckles] Oh.
That's so cool. Um…
So, me and the band… See, we're going out to have ourselves a night cap.
So, I was hoping that maybe you would, you know…
that you might come and join us.
- Okay. - Yes?
Just one drink.
- One? - One.
One.
- Come on then. - [laughs]
[Zweli chuckles]
[sighs]
[Mayi] Ah, thank you.
[Zweli] Hey, I don't know why this chair's here.
And over here…
- [chuckles] - …we have Nana.
So, Nana, meet Mayi. Mayi, Nana.
- Hi. - [Nana] Hi.
Yeah, Nana is one of my oldest friends. We started Black Books together.
And she's a phenomenal writer.
- [groans] Stop. - [Mayi] Wow, okay.
Oh, now you know it's true. [chuckles]
- [Mayi] Cool. - Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too. - All right.
This way.
[chuckles]
[bandmates chattering, laughing]
[Zweli laughs]
[chuckles]
[no audible dialogue]
- [Mayi] I really love Thomas Sankara. - [Zweli] Hmm.
He said that women hold up the other half of the sky.
[music plays]
Oh, my gosh! Um, I love this song!
[sighs]
♪ I see your glow ♪
[scatting]
[in Zulu] ♪The sun set And I saw you as you were shining♪
♪ I saw your love ♪ [laughs]
[chuckles]
[in English] That was so duke.
- Are you good? - Yes.
- That was incredible. - I'm great.
- Yeah. - This is the best birthday I've ever had.
- Your birthday is today, Mayi? - Yeah, I turn 30 today.
- You're lying. - I'm telling you. [chuckles]
We're heading out.
- Okay, cool. Guys, I'll catch you later. - [bandmate] Sure.
- Cheers, cheers. - [Mayi] Bye, guys. Bye.
Can you stay? To hang?
- Okay. - Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
[Mayi] Oh, um…
- Shucks, it's already 8:00 a.m. - [Zweli] Oh, really?
- Nah. - I've got plans with my parents
for a birthday breakfast.
No, it's okay. I'll give you a ride. Where?
Oh, um, okay.
- In KwaMashu. - KwaMashu?
Yeah.
What, really? [chuckles]
I do travel to KwaMashu.
- Okay. [chuckles] - Or are you scared or something?
- All right, let's go. - Let's go.
[Zweli speaks indistinctly] …so it was all just crazy.
[both laugh]
[Mayi] Basically.
- Oh, Mayi. - Dad.
[father] Hmm.
- [Zweli grunts] - Wow.
- And then who is this with you here? - [gun cocks]
This is my friend Zweli, Pa.
- So Zweli who, my lamb? - [gun cocks]
[stammers] Uh, uh, Zweli…
- Zweli… - [stammers] I'm Zwelethu Ngwenya.
[recites clan praises]
- Okay. - [Zweli] Yes.
Okay! [grunts]
Well… [grunts]
Join us in there for some breakfast.
[father hums]
Dad, why are you cleaning your gun now? You're not an MK soldier anymore.
Once you're a soldier,
you die a soldier.
And the window over there?
[father] I haven't found time to fix it yet.
Yeah… [groans] …problem.
[father] I'll fix it.
Yeah.
- [father] Good friend, hey? - [Mayi laughs] Yes, Dad. He knows.
[father] You only have a small sip there, huh?
Uh, yeah, I'm all right. But no…
- Uh, thank you. Thank you very much. - Okay. All right. Hey.
Hey… [clears throat] …you're already drinking without saying cheers?
- Uh, cheers. [laughs] - [father laughs]
- [father] Mmm. - Yeah.
Mmm.
- This is nice. - Very nice.
Hey, new guy. Enough now.
[smacks lips] 'Kay.
- You are quite right, ma. - [father] Hmm.
It's time for me to get going.
So I'm going to be driving, so that's it.
- The taste is enough. - Oh, okay.
- It was wonderful to meet you. - Uh, thank you so much.
Mmm, I know.
Mayi, nice.
- Good friend. - [Mayi] Let me… let me walk you out.
- Okay, okay. [chuckles] - Mayi.
- Yeah, uh-huh. - Bye bye, ma'am.
- You see this one? He's a good friend. - Yes.
- [father] Mayi. Okay. - Yes, Papa.
- [Zweli] All right then, sir. - [father] All right.
[laughs]
What? [laughs]
Yeah.
So, um.
Good night.
- Yeah? - Good night.
- Good night. Yeah. - Yeah.
[mother] Imagine having a person you don't like showing up at your own home.
- Aw, MaBhengu. What's the matter? - Uh, honey. I don't like that boy.
Ah, but he's such a nice guy.
- It's nonsense, my love. I don't like him. - MaBhengu. Calm down.
- I'm telling you. No way. - MaBhengu. Stop being so angry.
- Let's go and get busy now. - No.
- Busy for what? I don't like that boy. - Let's go. Let me get you busy.
Um, bye.
Yeah.
[Zweli laughs]
[laughs]
Okay.
[person] Mayi.
Mayi!
Mayi. Where is she?
Mayi!
Hey. What the hell?
- Who the hell are you? - Mandla.
Why are you in my woman's apartment?
- Hey. Excuse me? - I asked you.
- What are you doing here, my man? - And then?
He's with me, man.
Hey. My goodness, Sizwe. There's no need to get all worked up like that.
- This is Mandla here. Uh. He's my… - [Sizwe] Hey.
I don't care about that. Where's Mayi?
No idea.
Why? What's wrong?
I can't get a hold of Mayi. I've been phoning a-and…
She even missed our appointment with Lethu.
What's going on with Mayi? This is not like her.
Damn it.
Come on. Mayi, Mayi, Mayi.
- [knocking] - What's going on?
- I'm going in. - [door thuds]
- [door bangs] - [Mayi] What the…
- [Sizwe huffing] - What's going on?
Mayi, Mayi, Mayi.
- Baby! - I've been so worried about you.
- Are you all right? - Baby, I'm fine.
I've been phoning you since yesterday, but you've been ignoring me. What's up?
Oh, baby. [stammers] My battery died and I overslept. And I…
I'm so sorry.
Your battery died? You don't have a charger somewhere in your room?
I…
Uh, we, um…
- came home late last night… - [friend] Yeah.
…for my birthday.
Yeah, shame. You know how this friend of mine gets.
She's just so weak.
One, two shots and there she goes. She just falls asleep and collapses.
[Mayi sighs]
- My love, I'm so sorry. - Baby, it's fine.
- It's fine. It's okay. - You okay?
I'm really sorry for making you worry so much.
- Yes? I'm so sorry. - [Sizwe sighs]
- [mouthing] Thank you. - I was worried about you.
[kisses]
- [friend] Are you okay? - [Mayi] Yeah.
[friend] Hey, hold on. What do you mean you met someone?
Girl, your man was just here. Right now, he was here
and worried to death.
Do you or do you not want to hear this now?
Okay. Go on, then.
So, the saxophonist came and invited me for drinks afterwards.
And then we went to this really cool spot, a bookstore that he owns.
Nosi, I have never connected with someone like I did with Zweli. Like…
With Zweli?
A-And even my papa loves him!
- Hey. So your papa loves him, huh? - I know!
He gave me a lift to my folks', and then my papa invited him for breakfast.
But it was so wild. Like…
I was shocked to see how well they got along immediately. And yes…
Uh, 'cause he's never,
- I mean, never like that with Sizwe. - Mayi. Mayi.
Come back. Bring it. Bring it in, girl.
What is really happening?
My girly, you're getting married in the next four weeks.
You're marrying Sizwe. Sizwe Jama.
The heir to the Jama Empire.
You have found your true life partner.
Do not ruin everything
or break his heart, or destroy your life, all you've got.
For a book keeper who has no money and plays in a jazz band?
Hey. [exclaims] Mm-mmm.
Yes, I understand he was nowhere.
You wanted to express your kept-in hurt 'cause your man had stood you up.
But… But, Nosi, I wasn't mad. It's not about that.
Don't throw away the good for something that's just a shadow.
Please, friend.
[sighs]
What's wrong, Mopey Murphy?
[Zweli chuckles]
You see that painting?
It will always remind me of her though.
Zweli, it's either you do something about this infatuation of yours
or be quiet, please.
- Yeah. I have to stop this madness. - Yeah.
It's throwing me off my game.
- No, but… I wasn't saying that. - But didn't you just say that?
Just take the initiative.
Like, ask me. Regret is a heavy burden to bear.
Are we talking about the same person now?
The very same person with another man's ring?
Yeah, and then?
Did you see the size of that engagement ring?
A huge diamond like that. How can I be her number one?
- I mean, tell me now. - Uh, remember?
You saw that girl. She spent her 30th birthday alone.
So you would allow the person you love to be alone on her birthday?
No! It's a gap.
Shoot your shot.
Nah.
And here's me thinking the brave one between you and me was you, hey?
[exclaims]
How quickly things change.
Is this really you?
Is it you?
[guests] Surprise!
- Hello, my love. Happy birthday. - [Mayi chuckling] Baby!
- You didn't have to do all of this for me. - Of course, I had to.
To mark your last birthday as being single.
Soon you're gonna be Mrs. Jama.
Uh, family.
[stammers] Ma…
MaBhengu, my question.
These knives and forks. What's going on?
- And the glasses. This is too much. - [Mayi's father groans]
- No, no. - All right. Do you need help, Nkosi?
Perhaps maybe I can assist with the prawns? What do you have there?
Uh. No, no. Everything is fine.
Thank you. Yes.
All right.
[Mr. Jama] Water.
- [gasps] - [groans]
Why are you like this?
My goodness. Why are you always so messy?
[clears throat]
So, how is it going at work at the moment?
What are you again? You told me you're a foreman?
[Mrs. Jama] You're a foreman?
Do you even earn money?
Oh. [stammers] Have I said something wrong?
Ah, um…
Missus, it's not like this burnt chicken here.
Work is going well at the moment.
I may be an old man now and may die soon, but I still have my strength.
Yeah, no. Youth is not on our side.
- But it's all right. - [both whispering]
You'll get used to eating roasted food.
Like the burnt old chicken, you know?
- [Mr. Nkosi] Ah, no. It's really burnt. - [Mr. Jama laughs] Yeah.
- Eat, my man. Don't stop. Enjoy. - [Mr. Nkosi] Mmm.
Oh, uh… [laughs]
I bought the special lady a present. Please excuse me.
[Nosi] Ooh.
[Sizwe clears throat]
My love.
- This is for you. Happy birthday. - Aw! [chuckles] I'm honored.
Open it.
Oh, wow.
This is too much.
Yes, it's worth 200,000 rands.
- [cutlery clangs] - 200,000?
- Mayi! - [exclaims] Oh, my, babe.
[Mrs. Jama] Put it on!
[Mr. Nkosi] Oh, Mayi.
You can't go wearing that on public transport. Wearing 200,000.
- Thank you. You make a great point. - [Sizwe] No. Don't worry, sir.
She'll keep it in a safe at my house.
- [Mayi's friend] Mmm. - You're missing the point, bro.
[Sizwe] What do you mean, I'm missing the point?
Uh. Thank you.
Yeah, I think a car would have made more sense. Wow.
Yeah. Welcome to money.
- To money. - Marrying into money. [laughs]
[worker groans]
- Ah, what now? - Goodness! Dumazile, are you all right?
- [Dumazile groans] - Are you okay?
- What's wrong? - Mm-mmm.
- What's wrong? - It's here.
- It's here? What's here now? - It's coming.
- The child is coming. - That's your money.
- [Mr. Jama] You're pregnant? - [Mrs. Jama] She's pregnant?
Everyone please calm down and bring me some towels.
- Let's give the women space. Let's go. - [Dumazile breathing heavily]
- This is crazy. - [breathing heavily]
- [Dumazile groaning] - Hey! It's coming. No, it's already here.
Bring me those towels!
- What are you seeing now, MaBhengu? - Nothing to see here, Baba. Get out!
- Let's go out. - Give me the towels.
[Dumazile exclaiming]
- Let's go, man in the cap. Let's go. - Goodness!
Breathe.
[screaming]
[Mayi] It's going to be okay.
[exclaiming, shrieks]
- Breathe. - Come on, man. Come.
- Okay. - Breathe. Yes.
- Just like that. - [Mr. Nkosi] Wow.
- A birth taking place during lunch! - [Dumazile wails]
[pedestrian] Hey! You there! The love of my life.
There goes my wife!
[exclaims] You're the one. You're such a beautiful woman.
My size.
As a woman, you'll be trying to get to work peacefully,
and some pushy guy is like, "Come here, come here. My size."
I'm telling you. Men are full of nonsense, right?
- [horn honking] - Get lost, man!
Hey, my baby! Ah. Listen!
- [horn honking] - [shrieking]
[pedestrians clamoring]
[siren wailing]
[choir, in Zulu] ♪ We've heard the cries ♪
♪ Of those that are lost ♪
♪ We pray for them ♪
- ♪ Lord, may they live ♪ - ♪ We pray for them ♪
[MaBhengu, in English] Mayi, are you sure you're doing okay?
It's chaos here. What place is this?
You know, I'm just glad that there are no scars on your face.
And there are no bones broken.
- So, the wedding can proceed. - The wedding is not important.
The wedding is important. What do you mean?
I was not going to postpone it.
- [Sizwe] Are you sure you're okay? - Yeah, um, I'm just a little shaken.
- Yeah. Just a little pain. - Oh!
That's it.
- I saw a prisoner. - Ma.
We can't be in here with prisoners.
Ma, but stop being so rude.
They can't hear me above all this hubbub.
Ma, uh, you know I'm grateful for you coming here.
Um, but the nurse said I'm being discharged today.
And I'm fine, so there's no need for you to stay.
You are one of us now.
Soon you'll be Mrs. Sizwe Jama.
- So you better get used to it. - [muttering]
Listen, I've arranged a specialist at a private hospital.
Just for a second opinion. No need to bite my head off.
And he's very good. He went to school with your dad, Sizwe.
- Right, Robert? - Yeah.
That's if he agrees, uh, to move her.
Of course the man in the hat will be okay with it.
What I mean is, you'll approve,
because all you want is what is best for your daughter.
Oh. Well, "the man in the hat" says my daughter is in good hands right here
in this hospital.
- She's fine. - Goodness.
My love, what I'm thinking is a second opinion, that is a good idea.
- You know? - Yeah.
- Maybe… - No, Baba. We can't leave her here.
…we should go check up on Dumazile at the maternity ward.
[choir continues singing, praying]
I'm going to the loo.
IS MARRIAGE NOT PRISON?
[Nosi sighs]
Friend, can't you see that this boy will ruin this life of yours?
He didn't do anything.
You were hit by a taxi.
Don't you think this is a sign for you?
Well, yes. That I need to watch where I'm going along the way.
Exactly.
Don't go ruining your beautiful life. Don't just throw it away, please.
My whole life, I've always done the sensible thing.
And for one night I put Mayi first and I did what I wanted to do.
What the… You can't build your life on a thrill now.
I'm begging you, my friend. Be sure.
Please trust me, my friend.
So, Mom, is it possible to not know you're pregnant like that?
Never mind that.
I never thought someone would be giving birth on my dining room floor.
- [chuckles] - [Mrs. Jama] Goodness.
When on earth did she find time to get knocked up like that?
[relative scoffs] Ma, there's always time for getting it on.
Why are we the only gossipers? Do you have nothing to offer now?
[scoffs] Well, what's to say?
Hmm. Guys, I have to go. I'll see you guys later.
I'll walk you out. I need to discuss something with you.
[sighs] Robert, you can't just run away.
A woman gave birth on your floor, and you have nothing to say?
- You don't want to talk about it? - No.
- Hello, my love. How are you? [chuckles] - Hi.
So, your girlfriend can afford to take the entire class on a boat ride…
- Yeah. - …around the Durban Harbor next week.
- Must be nice to be your student. - Yeah.
You do everything.
My mom and dad will be so happy to see you today.
Uh, hey. My love, the thing is, I can't stay for much time today.
Sizwe. [chuckles]
- I'm working. Yeah. - Um, it's weekend, though.
But you know how that goes.
Oh, okay. But we haven't even arrived yet, and you're already speaking about leaving?
My love, I don't want the workers to think that I do what I want
since I work at my dad's company, above them.
- Okay. - Thank you.
Uh, you and your dad mustn't talk about politics when we get there.
It's a dangerous subject. [chuckles]
- I'm just playing. What's wrong? - [sighs]
I'm just playing, my love.
[Mayi] Hey!
- How are you? Oh! - [child] We are fine.
My goodness. [coos]
- Okay. Say hello to your mother for me. - Okay.
- Got it? - Bye-bye, Miss Mayi!
- Yeah. - Bye!
I'll see you all next time. Take care of yourselves.
- [MaBhengu] Wow. My son-in-law. - Oh. Hello there, Mom. How are you?
Mayi, my baby.
- [Mayi] Hi, Dad. - Are you all well?
- We're okay, my child. - Uh, I've got you something for you here.
[MaBhengu] Ah, my child. Thank you so much!
- [Mayi] When did you fix the window? - I've got something for you, sir.
- Your friend came and fixed it. - [Mayi] Which friend?
- I bought this for you, Papa. - Zweli.
- Who is Zweli? - So, Zweli came here?
Yes. He came around yesterday with tools and, uh, fixed the windows.
Then one thing led to another. Drinks, conversation… Lovely.
Mayi, who is Zweli?
Zweli is a fine young man.
For you, please, Papa.
Oh! Please take this here.
- It's okay. I'll take it for Baba. - Oh.
Who asked you, MaBhengu?
- [laughs] - I thank you, Mom.
Oh, one more thing. I've cooked so much food for us today.
Please place yourselves so we can have some lunch.
Uh-uh.
Ma, we can't stay long.
The thing is, Sizwe has to get back to work.
He's working today.
[sighs] I've been preparing for you,
cooked a full seven-colors meal, and you're not eating?
Sit down now. MaBhengu prepared. [clicks tongue]
We'll head straight after lunch.
Wait, my baby.
Who is Zweli?
- Hey. [chuckles] - Hmm.
- Is it going well? - [grunts] Zwe.
It's like drawing blood from a stone.
- Can I help, maybe? - Mm-mmm.
Let me stew over it a little longer.
Okay.
One other thing.
- You… - Uh, mm-mmm…
No.
I haven't seen her since that night.
Oh, okay. Yeah.
Of course not. All right. Thanks.
Yes.
Oh, my boy. Why aren't you eating?
Oh, I'm full. Thanks, Mom.
MaBhengu prepared. Eat up.
Is the food to your liking?
- [stomach growling] - [groaning]
My word. Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm all right.
Are you sure you're doing okay?
- The guy is fine. - [Mayi] Hey, sweetie.
I think I need to go use the bathroom.
[Mayi] Sizwe, you okay?
- Hey! He's all right. So? - [Sizwe panting]
[Mayi] I'm going to check on him.
Why do you make such a fuss over him? He's fine.
Well, you're the one who should be more concerned about the guy.
[sighs]
This is exactly why I don't want to come to your parents'.
Sizwe.
[Sizwe] No, man.
Mayi, this door doesn't even close.
Uh, yeah. Just leave it open. I don't think anyone will come in.
That is ridiculous. How can I use a toilet with the door open?
I… [stammers] …No. I'll be here. I'll stand guard for you here.
You know what, Mayi. It's fine. I have to go now anyway.
[Mayi] Sizwe.
[MaBhengu sighs]
Are you two okay? Why is he leaving without saying his good-byes?
- Mom, Sizwe had to leave. - [exclaims] Just like that?
Something urgent came up at work.
[exclaims] That boy's not fine.
Hey. No.
And there you go, sir.
- [Mayi] Who the hell do you think you are? - Whoa!
Where do you get off going to my parents without my permission, man?
Okay, wait… [shushes] …Please.
Whoa. Okay.
Mayi. Will you please calm down?
What gave you the right to just go over to my parents' house and fix a window?
- Huh? - Hello, Mayibuye. How are--
Don't "Mayibuye" me.
Okay. What is my crime?
- Oh, no. You tell me, Zweli. - I don't know what this is about.
You're the one who came in here shouting.
I really don't know what's happening.
You show up at my parents', visiting my dad.
Spend the whole day with him.
And I haven't heard a single word from you since that night.
Oh, okay. I hear you. Mayi.
- What I was planning to do-- - You know what?
It doesn't matter.
Just stay away from my family and out of my life.
You may be a player like that about the town.
But I won't be disrespected like that in my home.
[Zweli] Okay, Mayi. Wait, listen. Listen, Mayi!
[stammering]
- Zweli. - Okay… [stammering]
- Hold on. Um. - Zweli, hold back. Please!
[Zweli] Mayibuye! Mayi!
Mayi.
Please, wait a moment.
Whoa. Wait. Say to me… Please tell me what's going on.
- What are you doing. What's going on? - What do you mean?
You're engaged. You're wearing another man's ring.
But you're here screaming and shouting. What are you doing to me?
Okay, but I was wearing the ring the whole night when you kissed me,
- and I really-- - I'm sorry.
I should've phoned you and I didn't.
And the reason…
…the reason I didn't is I was afraid.
I was scared to pursue you because I know you're taken.
Taken by him.
- Leave it. - The thing I learned about myself today,
but, uh, the thing I'm most scared of in life is missing my chance now.
My only chance to be with you, Mayi.
[sighs]
I can't.
[sighs]
Okay.
Yeah.
Cool.
[Mayi] Okay.
What?
Okay, so…
Say I agree to giving us a chance.
Like, how is this going to work?
- Yes? Is it a yes? - Oh, my God.
Are you saying yes? Yes?
Yes? [chuckles]
I'm asking what the plan is.
[baby crying]
[guest] Dumazile.
We sent you here so that you could do some work.
And what have you done?
You're busy getting yourself pregnant.
Is that the work you came for?
I'm talking to you!
You can open your legs,
but you can't open your mouth to answer your mom.
Harsh. [clears throat]
To the Jama family, I sincerely say sorry to you
for the conduct of my daughter in your house.
Well…
We understand. But we won't say we're not actually a bit disappointed.
[mother sighs] Yes, we are also disappointed.
I'm sure you'll understand when we say that Dumazile…
We won't be needing her services anymore.
Ah, of course. I understand, ma'am.
I'm also very disappointed.
- You know you can't fire me, though. - [Mrs. Jama] I can't hear you.
- You can't fire me at all. - [mother] Dumazile!
Wow. And why?
- This baby carries the Jama name. - Oh!
You know, you can't just say things like that.
Understand?
Oh, it's true.
This kid looks exactly like our grandpa.
Bring the child here. Let me see it. Bring it here.
Sizwe!
Can I kiss you, please?
[baby crying, cooing]
What's going on?
You impregnated Dumazile?
- What? - What were you thinking?
What are you saying, Mom?
[Mrs. Jama] I raised you better than this.
- [Sizwe] Oh, no, Mom-- - What were you thinking?
- What will we tell people? - Ma?
I mean, what about Mayi?
- What about the wedding? - Please. Calm down. Get yourself together.
It definitely wasn't me. Please her, Dumazile, that it wasn't me.
This baby looks exactly like you, Sizwe.
I did mention he looked like us.
Mom, this is madness. Dumazile, speak. Say something!
[stammers]
You see, my son, uh, we're your family.
There's no reason to hide the truth from us.
Dad, why on earth would I lie to you?
No, man. Dumazile, say something.
All right. I see he might be uncomfortable.
Please leave me alone with my son, so we can have a moment in private.
You see, maybe he'll open up and talk to me as his father,
have a talk man-to-man, you know. Yes?
Everyone out, please.
He looks like me?
What the hell is going on, Dad?
I've never slept with Dumazile! I have my own beautiful fiancée.
- Why would I sleep with her? - Hey.
Why are you shouting?
Hey, you see, my boy, uh,
there's something I want to teach you about life.
You see, my boy, this beautiful life can be full of errors.
Okay.
I don't understand what you're saying.
The thing I'm trying to say, you see…
…that child of Dumazile's is a Jama.
And that Jama is your… your brother.
Yes. The thing… Listen,
I want you to help me to cover up this very embarrassing mess for us.
Oh. Help you? Me?
Me and your mother have worked really hard for ages,
to make this empire.
We raised you, yes? And that sister of yours.
and you… [stammers] …you're living a very comfortable life right now.
So, if your mother finds out about this, then all of this is gone.
[stammers] Is that what you want?
["Looking To Grow" playing]
[Zweli sighs deeply]
Are you okay?
So, how are we going to do this then, Zweli?
I want you to be mine.
All my hours… Life's good.
But it can't be my best life without you.
Although, what I want doesn't even matter. Makes no difference to me.
Why are you saying that when I'm right here?
What do you want, my beauty? Really.
I only want you.
Please, don't say it because you think that's what I want to hear from you.
So, tell me. Honestly, now.
What do you want, if you could have anything at all?
So, above anything, what is it that you really want for you?
[Mayi sighs]
What do you want?
I want only you.
I want you.
All right, uh… [sighs]
Right, uh, so…
So, you see, Sizwe has confessed, um, that the baby is his.
I apologize to you, ma'am.
Um…
But we promise you that we'll take care of the child.
- We are his family. He's at home. - Yes.
Mayi cannot know about this, though.
No. We've already agreed with my boy. We've spoken.
[clears throat]
No more from you, then.
Sizwe,
do you have anything to say for yourself?
I'd like to say sorry for letting everyone down.
Especially, you, Mr. Jama.
Yeah. Well then… We all make mistakes, my precious boy.
This issue ends here.
And I don't want to hear another word.
All right?
All right.
[exhales]
[saxophone music plays]
[knocking on door]
- Are you expecting someone? - Mm-mmm.
I think it's probably… Could be, maybe Nana.
- [knocks on door] - Um.
- Let me check quick. [groans] - [giggles]
Huh? No, man!
[stammering] Madosini, Uncle, what are you doing here, hey?
Hey, boy. Is that the way you go about greeting this wife of yours?
- Wife of yours? - No, wait.
- Don't get angry. I'll explain. - Your wife, Zweli?
I'll explain what's going on.
Mayi, here's the thing, you see.
Listen, Mayi. I can explain everything. Please listen to me, Mayi.
- [Mayi] Your wife? - Don't get angry. I'm begging you, please.
- Let's go inside. - My darling. Don't go inside.
- Madosini, inside. - Mayi! Please don't go.
[stammers] Wait, Mayibuye.
Hey, my boy, come back.
Let her go, Zweli.
Come inside!
Good grief!
I'm going into your house without you.
[exclaims] These girls from Johannesburg!
What nonsense.
[narrator exclaims]
A LIFE SENTENCE!
[phone line ringing]
[phone buzzes]
[automated voice] Please leave a message after the beep. [beep]
Oh, Mayi, I'm begging you to just let me please explain to you what's going on.
I'm begging.
And my nephew,
Mmm?
I think it's important that we go about setting a date.
Oh.
Thank you, my child. Thank you.
Uh, the thing is, I just don't see this happening.
Thank you so much, Madosini.
Hey, my boy. You see…
You cannot run away from your responsibilities now.
How am I running away from my responsibilities
if I'm sending every cent to the people at home, Uncle?
The girl is still so very young.
She's at a young age.
- And she only has one child as well. - Gosh.
The year of mourning is over now.
And she has to find a husband, so she can have more children.
But, Uncle, she did have a husband.
My nephew, listen to me now.
You know the rules.
Since your older brother has passed away, you have to take his place now.
Take your position as her new husband.
I really do not need to marry her to care for her.
That is not necessary at all.
[uncle] If you don't marry her, who else is going to? Huh?
Do you want her children to belong to different homes all over the place?
No, man, Zweli, man. [exclaims] Don't anger me.
Be reasonable, man. Think!
You also need to be reasonable and think about what you're saying to me.
Hey, boy! What are you saying to me now? Huh?
Oh, my goodness!
[narrator] People, when it comes down to tradition and culture,
when a woman's husband dies, and the mourning's over
the whole family checks to see if there could be a brother still alive
for her to marry again.
To raise the children with the same surname,
especially if the wife is still so young.
Now, however, times have changed.
And people have rights now, you see.
So, we must then ask the question.
Which is,
"Are you still expected to be your brother's keeper?
Even when it comes to dating and love?" I wonder.
It sucks.
[in Zulu] ♪ Wherever you are, baby, I love you ♪
♪ There's no work and I have no money ♪
[knocking at door]
[Nosi] No… [exclaims] …That is enough now.
No.
My friend, you cried all day yesterday.
Now it's morning and you're still crying.
- You can't go on like this. - I don't want to talk about it now.
You have a fitting to do in an hour's time.
[Mayi crying] I'm not going.
Mayi.
I'm telling you to sit up immediately.
Drink this coffee. And eat this toast.
And then you tell me what's going on.
Because, right now, you're really just confusing.
Well, then?
I slept with him.
The saxophonist, girl.
[gasps] What are you saying?
And he has a wife.
Oh, my goodness. I need alcohol.
- This is too much. - Men are dogs. Fuck!
I thought he was different. I-I thought we had something special, I…
Let go of him now. Your fiancé loves you, yeah?
- I have to tell Sizwe-- - No. Uh-uh. You're not doing that. No way.
I can't not tell him. We'd be starting our lives in the mud.
You don't confess to a man. You never make that mistake.
So, what am I meant to do?
Okay. Listen here, baby girl.
The number one thing you're going to do now,
is to get up and go to the fitting for your wedding now.
Secondly,
you promise me here,
not to repeat what you said now to anyone else ever again, my love.
Do you understand me well?
And that broke-ass loser saxophonist of yours…
Can we never mention him again?
Don't ever speak his name again. Please, I'm begging you.
- Thank you so much, Madosini. - Go and put this in the kitchen.
Sister Madosini. One moment please, before you go to the kitchen.
Please take a seat here. Sit down. Just sit.
There's something we need to discuss.
No, man. Zweli.
This should only be between us men. No woman here.
It's her life we're talking about as well.
[uncle] Wow.
[Zweli] Uh, sister Madosini.
Yes, brother?
Would, uh, you like to join as one?
[sips, swallows]
Uh, brother,
if you think it's the right thing for both of us to do it in this way,
- Then, yes. I'll be okay, yes. - Uh, no, no.
What I'm actually asking you is whether…
if you were able to choose who it was you were going to marry for yourself,
would you… would you then marry me?
If you think it's the best thing, then yes, for you.
Uh, man. Uh-uh.
- What I want to know is, if you were-- - Hey, Zwelethu. She answered.
- [speaks Zulu] Wait, wait. - Hey, Zwelethu! Hey!
Let me finish talking. Madosini. Madosini, look. I don't want you to worry
about what will happen to you and my nephew.
I'll continue to look after you as I have been.
Until you can take care of yourself.
And until that day, I am here for you.
- That's not how things are done. - [Zweli speaks Zulu]
No, no, no. I'm not going to do it.
I told you, I won't marry her just because you said so!
- This is all crazy, and you know. - Hey!
No, everyone has a right to choose who they want to marry!
It is her life and her right.
Madosini also has to find someone who she loves.
- Where are you going? - No, no. I won't do it. No.
Hey, Zwelethu! Hey, young boy!
[exclaims] Don't be stubborn.
- Man. - [door opens, shuts]
- [Dumazile] Fifty thousand. - [Robert] Are you crazy?
Oh, hell no. Monthly.
- [stammers] Fifty. - Mm-hmm.
I'll also need you to renovate my quarters.
Fix them up the way I like.
- One year maternity leave. - [baby gurgles]
Because if not, I'll let Mrs. Jama know that she doesn't have a grandson.
A stepson.
[sighs]
[salesperson] Okay.
I think everyone will agree that it's time for a mimosa.
- Yes, honey. Yes please. - [chuckles]
I'm good, my child. Thanks so much. [chuckles]
[salesperson] Okay, okay, ma'am. [chuckles]
Uh, is it ready? Uh, the dress.
- Ye-- - Oh, well, um…
You see, my love.
I know you have your heart set on this other gown.
But since we're here, I just thought, why not try other options?
You don't mind, dear, do you?
No, ma'am.
[salesperson clears throat] I'll fetch them.
[Mrs. Jama] They're Swarovski. Breathtaking.
- It's so pretty. - The dress is so heavy.
- Mmm. - She won't be able to breathe, poor child.
- Mm-mmm. - Mm-hmm.
[phone buzzing]
Here, um… Here's your drink. It's juice.
Friend, please get it together.
I'm begging you. Pretend like you're enjoying it.
It's almost over already, please.
Okay.
- So, how do you feel, Mayi? - It's pretty.
[breathing heavily, moaning]
But this juice is making me feel so funny.
I'm floating in the air like a flying thing.
[moans]
- [chuckling] - [Mrs. Jama] Just drink the juice.
Uh, may I try my own dress now, please?
- There's still more options to try. - Ma, I'm not a little doll of yours.
[stammers] I'm not your project. I'm a human being with feelings.
And I have a dress that I picked out.
- And I want to try it on. So, please. - Mayibuye!
It's okay, ma'am. I'll go and fetch your gown
and you look amazing in it.
[Mayi] Thank you.
- [Mrs. Jama scoffs] - [exhales]
- [MaBhengu] ♪ I will be singing ♪ - [Mayi laughing]
♪ The beauty of a man is his cows ♪
[chuckling]
- [Mr. Nkosi] And what's going on with you? - Oh, my love.
- [Mr. Nkosi] Mmm? - [giggles, sighs]
You know, Mayi, you're going to look so beautiful, my child.
You're going to live the good life I've always wished for you.
- My lucky girl. [laughs] - Let me get you some water, Ma.
Hey, MaBhengu, tell me what you had.
Tell me. Come on.
- Uh, did I have a taste of something? - Mayi…
- [Mayi laughs] Oh, Mom. - …what did your mother taste there, huh?
- So… - Hmm?
Y-you see Mom? She had a little sip. But you know how she's like.
- Go on. You are tipsy. - You like talking.
[groans]
Dad, we have this conversation every month.
- [sighs] - All that I have is thanks to you and Ma.
It makes me happy to do this for you.
- [sighs] - Okay, my child. I love you.
I'm grateful.
- Thank you so much. - Okay. Hmm.
- Love you, Daddy. - Okay, bye.
- Love you, Mama. [kisses] - Bye-bye.
- I'll see you soon. - [chuckles]
Bye-bye.
[exhales]
The only thing that still worries me is this roof that leaks.
So bothersome.
It's been years now.
Why isn't it getting fixed?
I'm still saving up the money.
How, when we have so much money that she gives us every month, huh?
No, MaBhengu. You see here, here, here?
We don't touch this one.
We can't even host a wedding event here because the roof is full of leaks.
[groans]
You know that is not the reason at all.
The Jamas made it very clear that they don't want help with the wedding,
because we are not at their level.
- [grunts] No. - Can we just forget about those people?
Those Jamas, Baba.
We have a problem in this house. The roof is leaking.
Even that toilet door is a problem.
It flies open with the wind. That's one broken toilet.
It's also been so long.
And I haven't bought curtains for over ten years.
My poor living room.
- Is what I'm asking for really too much? - [groans]
- [Mr. Nkosi] You're drunk! - [sucks teeth]
Sizwe?
- Sizwe! Gosh. - [Sizwe] Yes, yes. I'm coming.
Tell me. Why can't I drive myself again?
Because you don't know where we're going.
[laughs] It's my bachelor party. So, I feel like I should have a say.
[laughs] I fear what your say is going to be,
considering the fact that you've already impregnated Mrs. Dumazile.
- Well, comrade. You did do it. - No, but I didn't.
- I honestly didn't. - Sizwe.
- Come on. - Bro.
- I'm serious here. It was Father. - [gasps] What?
He made me cover this shit up
because he knew Mom would freak out and not forgive him.
- What? - [gasps] M…
Is it true?
Sizwe, is this true?
- Yes, Mom. - Robert!
- Man, you really took the blame for Dad? - It's Dad. What was I to do?
It's not your job, dude.
The helper, Dumazile!
- Lindiwe, listen-- - Hey! Don't you dare say my name.
I don't want my name in your mouth.
I don't know where your lips have been, you pig!
- No, no. My lips-- - [huffs]
You've made a fool out of me.
I mean, I know men cheat, right?
But here? My house, with Dumazile?
[scoffs]
Uh. [clears throat]
So…
Uh… [sighs]
What can I do to make this right for you?
Here you go.
Uh, hey.
Hey, thank you, thank you, Madosini.
- But you didn't have to do this for me. - [chuckles]
Our uncle doesn't seem too happy. What do you say?
[sucks teeth] Oh, he'll move on soon.
And you?
Me what?
Do you understand what I'm doing?
What I said I'd do.
Saying no.
I understand seriously and I'm also so very grateful.
That brother of yours, he was a really wonderful man.
- Yeah, yeah. He was one of a kind. - [sighs]
I'm hoping to find that kind of love again and maybe I can.
All thanks to you and saying no to me.
Mmm. And I believe you will.
- I really hope so. - Yeah.
So tell me. The woman who was here when we arrived who ran away.
- Yes? - You want to marry her?
[sighs]
Yeah, but I don't see that happening anymore.
Hey, but brother, does she know the truth about us not being together?
[stammers]
I'm not sure it would matter much at this point anymore.
You never know, brother.
Okay, tell me about her.
[both laugh]
- Her name is Mayibuye. - Mmm.
But we call her Mayi.
Hmm.
She's…
Oh, man.
[both laugh]
[groans]
[chuckles]
[groans]
[grunts]
[knocks on door]
[door closes]
[growls]
Okay. Okay, babe.
I know that there is nothing I can say now to take away the pain I've caused you.
It's just, you see, it's the humiliation, see,
of feeling not man enough for you with my challenges, you know.
My manly difficulties. Those things.
So I was looking for a cheap ego boost.
And I'm… I'm sorry, baby.
All right.
Now, this is what I got you to show you how sorry I am.
My darling, this is for you.
[gasps] Oh, my gosh.
Yeah. [laughs]
But who even knew they still make diamonds this size?
Oh, my love! Look at you.
- You like it? - No.
- No? - No.
Mm-mmm, Robert. No.
Why must you think you can simply buy me with diamonds?
- No, no, no. - Yes.
No, no, baby. I'm not buying you, baby.
- I'm trying to show you how sorry I am. - Oh?
Uh, my problem was, you know, the challenge that I have down there.
- You see? - You don't have a challenge.
You're a dog!
- Yeah, I'm just a dog. - An apology?
- I apologize. - You know, there's something I heard.
I'm not sure if you heard it too.
You see that apologies are easier to accept in the south of France.
Of course, of course. I'll take you anywhere in the world.
I'll take you anywhere in the world, my love.
Mm-hmm.
And my Ranger, Robert.
- I don't like how it's sounding, though. - Oh, yeah?
All the other ladies and mamas are driving nice cars.
Things like X7 or BMW.
- My situation is bad, Robert, you know? - Yeah. No, no, no.
That's not a problem. A car is not a problem.
No way. A motorcar. A motorcar.
A BMW would suit you, you know. A black one.
- An X7. - And it's reliable.
- Yeah. - And it's smooth.
- Like me. [laughs] - Mmm. So?
I'm sorry, baby. It won't happen again.
- Mmm. - Yeah.
- So am I getting it? - Yeah, of course.
- I'll get it? I'll get it? [squeals] - Of course. [chuckles]
It's yours.
- Huh? - Yeah.
- No way, Sizwe! - It's yours.
- What? - I bought it for you.
Mine?
I realized how stupid I was to get you that necklace for your birthday, you know,
- while using public transport. - Oh, my gosh!
[giggles]
Girl. You're still here. Aren't you getting married tomorrow, sis?
Uh, don't worry. I'm almost done.
- Okay. Have a great wedding. - All right then. Thank you so much.
- Okay, bye. - Thank you. Bye.
[sighs]
May I come in?
What are you doing here?
I'm here to explain to you…
There's no need to explain.
I'm not married to Zweli.
You don't have to lie for him. [scoffs]
I'm not lying.
Please, let me talk to you.
To explain.
Okay.
I'm listening.
[sighs]
Lovely daughter of mine.
Angel.
Today is the day for you.
Your day to shine your light.
[chuckles]
[Afrobeat music playing]
[Zweli] Nana, Nana. Nana, Nana.
Please help me out. I'm begging you. Please, my stupid bike won't start.
- Please give me a lift, would you? - Ah. Where do you wanna get to?
[stammers] To a gig I'm playing.
Nana, I'm begging you.
- Stop with the questions-- - Where is this gig?
I don't know where the address is exactly, but it's a big event.
I'm begging you, Nana. What's with these questions?
Zweli, you know I don't like events myself.
Nana, with the money I earn from this gig,
I will be able to pay for half of the rent that I still owe.
You know, for Black Books.
Nana, please! You know I'm begging.
- I'm asking. Please. - Okay. Okay, okay, it's fine.
I'm only going to drop you off, though. [stammers] I'm not staying.
- I'm not staying. - Nana, you're amazing.
- Wow, Nana. - And I also want money for petrol.
Nana, you'll have to wait. I don't have any right now.
[Nana] So what are we gonna use now? Water?
- [Mr. Nkosi] Uh, my brother. - Yes, sir?
Would you please give us a moment alone?
- Yes, sir. - With the bride and her mother.
Great, thank you.
- What's the matter, Papa? - [door closes]
Please look here, love.
You see this here?
Uh, Mayi…
Here's the money you've been giving your mother and I
since you started working, daughter.
We haven't touched a cent.
What I'm trying to say is, the choice is yours.
It should be based on love alone.
And not security or money.
[exclaims] No.
- Hmm? - Papa, why are you saying this now to me?
Oh, my.
Ma?
[clears throat]
[sighs]
It's time to go now, Pa.
Open the door, then.
Let's go.
[sighs]
Oh, fuck.
- Hey, whoa. - Start the car. Let's go!
- Hurry up and start the car! Let's leave! - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Didn't we come over here for a gig? - Listen, Nana. Now, Nana.
- This wedding is for Mayi, you know. - What?
I'm not going to watch the woman I love walk down the aisle with another man.
I'm not doing that. What are you waiting for?
- Start the car. Let's go, man! - Whoa. Just calm down.
Calm down, please, Zweli.
My friend, I need you to understand that you're an artist.
You came to do a job here.
S-so you're saying I must be the entertainment to my very own pain?
- Yes. - I refuse to do this! Nana, no.
- I refuse to. - Mayi made her choice.
You have to make peace with it.
I don't want to.
Friend, think of this as-as your shot at closure.
[stammers] It's your chance at closure.
- ["Here Comes The Bride" plays] - [guests applauding, ululating]
[ululating continues]
You knew he was gonna be here?
We're both shocked.
[ululating, cheering continues]
[music ends]
[pastor] Let's not delay any longer.
Mr. Jama, please take the ring,
and place it on your wife's finger.
And share the vows that you have prepared today.
[Sizwe] There.
Mayibuye Nkosi.
Ever since you came into my life,
all my days are magic, charmed.
They are brighter because of you.
Your thoughtfulness,
your kindness
makes me so happy, my precious gem.
[Mayi chuckles]
I can't wait to start building a family with you forever.
To love each other for the rest of our days.
And for all of eternity.
I love you, MaNkosi.
Amen.
[guests cheer, ululate]
[chuckles] Sizwe.
- Well, you've been so good to me. - [pastor] Mmm.
And I must say, I've shared so much joy with you.
I can't wait to build a life with you now.
- [pastor] Amen, church. - [Mayi chuckles]
- [guests] Amen. - [pastor] Amen, amen.
Now, church, without wasting any time,
if anyone objects to this union taking place here today
between this man and this woman,
I ask you to stand up and speak now.
Please speak up now if there is anyone.
It's clear that there isn't, then.
From the bottom of my heart now,
I am delighted to say that I now pronounce them husband and wife
- in the eyes of God. Amen! - [chuckles]
[guests cheer]
- [pastor, in English] You may kiss the… - [guests] …bride!
[guests ululate, cheer]
[thunder rumbling]
[chuckles]
[whispers indistinctly]
[saxophone plays]
[saxophone continues]
[no audible dialogue]
[MaBhengu] Mayi.
You okay?
[Sizwe] My love, we're waiting for you to sign here.
- Mayi, I said, are you okay, darling? - Yes, yes, Mom. I'm… I'm all right.
Sign the paper.
[pastor clears throat]
Just one thing, um…
since we've already said, "I do," why do I have to sign this?
Madam, this paper here is a legal document
that legalizes you as Mrs. Jama.
Oh. So, that means we're not married until I-I sign this?
What legally makes you Mrs. Jama, is what we're waiting for you to sign.
These papers that you are signing now.
[Sizwe] Sign, my love.
[Mayi] I'm sorry. [stammers] I can't.
- [Lindiwe] What's wrong now? - [Sizwe] What's happening, Mayi?
- Mayi? - What?
[Sizwe] Mayi! Mayi! Mayi!
- What's going on? - Mayi!
- Stop! - [Sizwe] Mayi!
[exclaims]
- Mayi! - Mayi!
[panting]
- [Lindiwe] Security! - Mayi!
[Lindiwe] Security!
You better leave my Mayi!
[guests screaming]
Leave her alone!
- No! - Mayi!
Leave my daughter alone!
[pants] Zwelethu!
Zwelethu!
[panting]
- Zweli. - [Zweli] Mayibuye?
[guests muttering, clamoring]
Okay.
Mayi, what's going on? What's happening? What's going on?
- I'm taking a chance on us. - [guests] Mayi! Mayi!
[Zweli] Let's go.
- [squeals, giggles] - Come, come. Let's go. Let's go.
[narrator] Too many people care about what other people are going to say.
And when you think about it,
it's you who will be living with the consequences of those choices.
Listen.
I understand that duty is important,
but it can't be at the cost of your destiny.