Original subtitles

The Top Four are scared shitless.

We'll have to stop working for a while.

Moretlo and Leruo are closing the business down,

because the Zulus are fighting back.

It's time to stand tall. Tomorrow night we ride to KZN.

Sihle, you've changed lately.

What's different about me?

I don't know where you found the sudden interest in horses.

I think you're blessed to be getting married to Kwanele.

Even I can see how much that man loves you.

- I think I'm ready to get married. - Really, my love?

- I said stop calling me. - But I thought we're one...

Leave me alone.

Menziwa, when the Dlaminis get here,

I want you to keep quiet and listen to me.

I'll do all the talking. Alone.

All I want you gentlemen to do is nod your heads.

I want you to nod and agree with everything I say,

and disagree with everything they say.

Are we clear?

- Yes, we are. Loud and clear. - Don't disappoint me.

No. Oh my goodness.

You're already messing up. He said nod.

That means use the head,

- not the mouth. - Just nod.

What do we do with the mouth? We shut it.

The head? We nod it.

- That's right. - This will be a disaster.

- Oh no, - Hurry up.

these are just lobola negotiations Even Sephamola could handle them.

Please get him to do it.

- Please tell your sister to relax. - Calm down.

If someone wanted to sell you a thousand cattle,

would you send Emmanuel to negotiate?

- No, I wouldn't. - You see?

These are my lobola negotiations. It's a very important day...

He's like your father, what can we do?

But he's not the only one in my life.

- No, that's nonsense. - Bandile.

- Don't ask me for nonsense. - I'm begging...

And don't look at me like that. Stop looking at me.

You're my last hope, Bandile, please.

Tell her I've never negotiated lobola.

I won't do it. Your uncle is here.

I can get your suit ready in five minutes.

- Menziwa. - Don't call me that,

you're betraying me. Geez.

I'm begging you, Menziwa.

Bandile.

- I won't do it. - Bandile, I'm begging you.

- I'm begging you, please. - Nonsense, here's...

Okay, okay.

- Drink your juice. - If I say,

I want two hundred cattle, what will you say?

- Nod. - Yes, that's right.

What do you say if they offer a cattle or two?

Knock, knock.

My son,

what's the matter?

Only a woman can make you feel this way. Are you that miserable?

She doesn't want to talk to me, Ma.

- Wow. - Oh, my son.

I'm glad my problems give you joy.

Do you know how long it took your father to hold my hand?

No, but I'm sure it took only two months.

Two years.

He crossed rivers and climbed mountains.

That's how I knew he loved me.

Tell me, what would you have done if he'd given up?

What? His knees were too weak.

How would he pursue another woman?

There we go.

Now, keep smiling. Okay?

Thank you for bringing us, sir.

Their property is beautiful, but they aren't better than us.

You can see that they are real men. Someone is home.

Wait there.

We're here to build a relationship,

between the Dlaminis and the Biyelas.

You seem lost.

Or are you here to ask for food and money from the Biyelas?

Here at the Biyelas,

we drink authentic whiskey.

Not this! Alcohol for peasants.

Oh my goodness, Biyela.

We brought quality whiskey.

We're surprised you say it's for peasants, but that doesn't matter.

- This is all we have. - Oh my goodness.

Is it even a single malt?

It's clear you know nothing.

- I said they'd take advantage of us. - Hey, man!

Are you coughing or making a statement...

- Greetings, Dlaminis. - Greetings.

- Oh, Biyela. - Wait a minute.

What do you think you're doing?

Uncle, let's get inside and speak to them.

Wait, don't drive me crazy!

If you weren't my nephew, I'd punch you!

This isn't our culture, let me do things my way.

Calm down, I'm doing what Sihle asked me to do.

Can you hear what you're saying? Huh?

You're embarrassing us. We look like we don't respect our elders.

I'm sorry. Calm down.

- Dlaminis. - Menziwa.

Welcome to the Biyelas.

- Open for them. - Oh thank you, Menziwa.

Hey, woah.

- Nxa, follow me. - I did say this, about this man.

You'd swear if you sat down something would bite you.

I thought you trusted your brother.

I do, I just want things to go well.

Things would have gone perfectly well,

if you left my husband in charge of everything.

Everything will be fine, relax. You're scaring me.

It's good that she's nervous.

- We can't lose a man like Kwanele. - That's true.

Rich men are hard to find.

For the last time, Ma'Deli, this is not about Kwanele's money.

Sihle, marriage is hard enough.

Being married to a poor man, now that's just hell.

The pits of hell.

Listen, my child.

As they say, a man's beauty is the number of cattle he owns.

Exactly, sister.

Oh my goodness, Nandi. I can imagine how happy she'd be.

Her daughter living in a double-storey house.

What about the expensive cars?

Don't forget about the luxury cars.

Why don't you let it happen, Leruo?

Open your heart. What's stopping you?

My love, I just remembered,

- I need to meet with my mother... - No, don't do that.

I've never been an idiot, Ts'eole.

- Don't make a fool of me. - My love, my life is in danger.

Especially now with the Zulus trying to kill me.

They could strike at any time.

Killing myself, you, our children and everything around us.

Is there someone else?

Why do you always ask me a thousand questions,

when I don't ask you a single question?

What's her name?

What is her name?

I'd do anything for you, Leruo. Why aren't you satisfied?

- My love... - No, p*** off!

That's all you know.

Goodness!

How many are you bringing back?

Father.

I haven't decided. I'll decide when I find my target.

Have you not decided who you'll attack?

I am Tlali.

I attack whoever I want, wherever I want.

Mosima, that informer...

why didn't he give you all the details?

The informer?

Who are you talking about?

Listen, my son.

It's not a good idea to hit a target you haven't surveilled yet.

Dad, when I have this brother,

I don't need to surveil anything.

I'll walk in there, grab what I want and get out.

If anyone gets in my way,

I'll make sure it's their last day on earth.

Your whiskey is good.

Biyela, we've spoken to our brother.

He said he has twenty cattle.

- What? - Uncle, calm down.

Be quiet, boy.

How do I calm down when these people are disrespecting us?

We're negotiating.

We're negotiating about an educated girl.

We're talking about a doctor, who's still a virgin.

Please forgive us, Dlamini.

I don't know what's gotten into my uncle.

We want two hundred cattle.

I'm talking about well fed cattle.

Not the scrawny things you consume in your homes.

No, we hear you, Biyela.

We really want to make your daughter our bride,

but we don't have that many cattle.

Don't worry, gentlemen.

We're not expecting the number of cattle my uncle mentioned.

Stop talking nonsense, boy. Stop talking nonsense.

Our daughter,

is doing your son a favour.

She could easily marry another doctor,

that would pay her full lobola in a day.

- Do you hear me? - Our son is educated,

- and we're a well respected family. - Is he a doctor?

- No, but... - Hold it right there.

So, it's either you give us all the cattle we want,

or you get out and find him a Nomthandazo from Mthwalume,

who's on his level.

- Are we clear? - Sibalkhulu,

we're being disrespected. This man is full of nonsense.

- What did you just say? - Don't play games with us.

That girl is not even a virgin.

Goodness!

- He's disrespecting us! - Calm down.

- Hey, Man! Wait, Nephew! - Calm down.

Hey, you! Tell me what you see when you look at me!

You're rude because it's your house.

- I will put my foot down your throat. - Uncle, sit down.

- Leave me alone. - We should be rejoicing.

Sit down.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Are these Doctor Sihle's files? - Yes.

- Okay. - Is that all?

- Okay cool, have a good day. - You too.

Oh my goodness! Nxa.

Leave them. Just leave them, geez!

How did you get in here?

Geez!

I'll get out of here, as soon as I see Sihle.

- I came to see her. - Does your brain work,

or should I ask if there's anything inside that head and smelly hat,

that connects what you see and what you hear?

Please give me her address. Please.

I won't do that.

As we speak, Sihle's family and the Dlaminis,

are negotiating lobola.

And yes, she has a man that loves her.

Meaning you should leave her alone.

I'm begging you for the last time. Please give me her address.

I won't do that.

If you don't leave in thirty seconds, I'll call the cops.

Get out of here with your dirty blanket.

Leave. Geez!

Stay strong.

I hope you've made me strong this time.

This is a big one.

I want their bullets to turn to water when they shoot at us.

I want them to feel like they're dreaming,

and when they wake up,

they'll feel like a bunch of kids fighting against strong Sotho men.

Gentlemen, I want to thank you,

for being patient with us amidst the unpleasant situation.

Would I be lying if I said everything is going well?

Thank you, Menziwa. Everything is going well.

We'd lost hope because of how the negotiations were going.

We'd like to see our bride,

now that the negotiations are done. Right, Dlaminis?

Thank you.

- Mam'Deli? - Yes?

Please ask the ladies to come through.

Oh.

Hurry up, baby.

Please point her out the one you're here for today.

Without wasting time,

please point her out.

- Okay. Thank you, Biyela. - Mm.

Let me get closer and point her out.

My vision is still clear. I haven't drank anything.

This is our bride.

Show yourself.

I've hit the nail on the head, Dlamini.

She's our bride. Thank you, Menziwa.

Thank you.

- Sihle, do you know these men? - Yes, I know them.

Okay then.

These crooks are fooling us.

It's clear that they know her.

They've stolen her to make her cook at the Dlamini house.

You have to pay a fine for that.

Wow.

You were quick to agree, Dlaminis.

Guilty as charged.

Honestly, Menziwa.

We didn't know that pointing her out,

would expose that we know her.

That's fine because we're guilty.

Can we please pay the lobola

and then the fine for your complaint, sir?

- We'll pay all our dues. - Well, thank you.

Here's the lobola, followed by the fine.

To prove that the Dlaminis are well off.

We won't even ask for petrol money, we have it.

Gentlemen,

remember that you've prepared for war.

I'm Tlali, gentlemen, they won't defeat me.

Over my dead body.

When we get there, we take what we came for and leave.

If anyone gets in our way,

we'll reunite them with their maker.

I don't want anybody to hesitate. Are we clear?

Let them die!

Let's go.

Goodness.

Explain yourself. Explain.

What are you talking about, Ma'Deli?

The Dlaminis have paid your lobola. You can't dress like this again.

Even in my own home?

Sit down, Nandi's child.

From the moment my husband and Bandile

agreed to take the Dlamini's money,

The old Sihle left.

The degree and the job don't mean anything anymore.

You're now MaBiyela, who belongs to the Dlaminis.

You make me sound like a piece of furniture.

No. Don't do that, Sihle.

- Do not mock your culture. - Culture?

Culture?

Culture dictates that you can't sell a human being.

You're all smart.

Unnecessary quips will stop too.

No more dressing like daddy's girl, my child.

You'll dress like a bride. I hope we're clear.

Are we clear?

I hope we're clear.

I hope we're clear, Sihle.

Doctor,

- congratulations. - Huh?

I heard about your engagement.

Oh. Thank you, Sephamola.

How's your leg?

In a day or two, I'll be running around like a child.

Goodbye.

Uh... No.

Sihle?

Please talk to me. I know you're there.

I can hear you breathing.

I longed for you when we were at the waterfall.

I yearned for you so badly.

I wanted to feel your naked skin against mine.

Baby,

I wanted to kiss you for three hours nonstop.

I'd kiss you from...

head to toe.

Kiss your forehead,

I'd go down and kiss your soft lips,

and kiss your breasts.

Lift you out of the water, and settle you on the river stone.

Run my tongue all over your body.

I want to kiss your thighs.

Until I reach the well of love between your thighs.

And when I get there,

I will drink the water of the well that flows.

Kiss you until,

you start speaking in tongues.

Sihle?

Sihle?

Nxa.

Gentlemen, it's morning.

We've arrived, gentlemen.

We're taking the cattle back with us.

Let's go, guys.

Here they are.

It's time.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Get off my land...

Let them die.

Gentlemen, take the cattle.

Hurry up. Hurry up, gentlemen.

Nxa, you look fast asleep.

Yes.

Here they are.

I am Tlali.