Oh, piss off, man!
Can someone please lend me shampoo?
Succulent and I want to bathe and get ready for the braai.
My goodness! In my house?
We wiped our feet before coming in.
My goodness, Shadrack.
Aren't you tired of embarrassing yourself with this animal?
Please let it go.
Valencia will blame us for ruining another Christmas
and Beauty will never forgive us.
Now, please leave my house.
Why are you like this, Dini?
No, it's not you.
The kids are gone and now she's moody.
Hey, I can hear you!
We know, but let me tell you something…
-Hey. Let's go, Succulent. -
You hear, but you don't listen.
Ah, Shadrack, why is that thing in my kitchen?
But Dini, he's family now.
He is Triple-S. Succulent Shadrack Sello Junior.
If Succulent can't go, then I'm not going.
-Give us your keys. -You can't drive.
Grace knows how to drive.
If you had a man, Shadrack wouldn't get to you.
-I have Jesus. -I am not talking about Jesus.
I mean a real man who will grab you by your love handles.
Not prayer.
With Beauty coming back, all my babies will be home for Christmas,
and I am meeting Lulu.
What if the girls have their own things going on?
-Then there's you and Shadrack. -No, we have lives.
Go to Rustenburg and spend time with Moipone and Bokang.
Like I said, my babies are home.
We'll have a nice Christmas together feasting on Succulent.
Speaking of a nice Christmas…
Help me with a nine-inch on lay-by.
What's that got to do with me?
Please, have a heart.
-Your retirement policy has paid out. -The money is for a rainy day.
-What is it, Shadrack? -
Does this shampoo have conditioner? Succulent is sensitive.
Have you been using my tub?
No, why would we do such a thing, guys?
Come on, man.
We always use the shower.
You are making me nervous.
Let's go, Succulent. These people have ugly hearts.
- -Whose shower cap is that?
It's mine, sis. It's my shower cap.
What's going on here? Go.
These balls, why are they crowded? What's happening here?
-Just stop, Vusi. -Listen!
Who are we? Our surname?
What if the comrades were to come here now? What would they say?
About what?
They will say the minister is messing around.
So what?
Why are you so scared, like you're at the Zondo Commission? Take it easy.
Okay. Good, good, good. carry on.
"Arrive Alive," is that not so?
Listen, give that back, just hold on to this one.
Gosh, these people.
Otherwise, he'll say my baby will die of hunger.
- Look, we have matching outfits! -Hello.
- It's our thing. To match. -
-How's it going? -
Your jugs aren't producing anything?
Why don't you do what my mother said?
All you have to do is press underneath.
-Themba! -And bounce your breast.
I feel like you're not being receptive to me wanting to help.
But Themba you--
-What do you feel we should do now? -
No. No way. Mom will kill us if she sees that thing.
Themba, this is exactly what I'm talking about, baby.
You know with my mother, "until death do us part" applies to the whole family.
Themba, send me the GPS location of your balls,
so I can locate them myself.
You're talking like that in front of the baby?
-Please hold this. -Okay.
I want to hide the formula before you get us in trouble.
It needs to be hidden.
I don't care, Themba.
Give me that before the baby starts crying, you know how he is.
Hi, Granny's boy.
-Take this. - Yes, Mom.
- -I am sorry, my boy.
What are you wearing? Is that what you're going to wear?
Even if they are Sellos, you can't wear that. It's ugly.
I'm not happy.
-Let's go. -Where are we going?
-Hold it. -Yes, Mom.
I'm not happy.
Not happy. Do you hear? Not happy.
You said you'd tell her, did you tell her?
Okay, let me.
I'll be right back. We'll see what we can do.
- Leave me alone. I can walk. -Okay. Okay.
These pills make me grumpy.
Me too. I hate it here and I am tired of this room.
I need to go to the ocean and get some fresh air so that I can heal.
You know what? If you really want to save money,
please take me home so that I can die of natural causes.
You're right.
Right now, she's…
Listen,
take this car to the other side, we don't want to see it, okay?
Okay, let's go.
- Hello. -Thank you.
Well, catering is only a fancy word for fast food.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
You know, we don't need the space since Sbu is in London.
Yeah, so, yeah, yeah. Honestly…
Grace, look how ugly this is.
-What's going on? -The standard has dropped.
And what's up with the mall decor?
Remember, please. Small pieces.
One thing to get through this day, alcohol. Plus, it's free.
No, Grace.
I should have left you with Shadrack.
Oh, my goodness.
-You came with Lulu, my granddaughter. -Yes.
She is not.
-So there. -Whoa.
No, thank you.
I can't wait to cook a feast for you guys on Christmas Day.
Not this trash being served here.
You're not going to spend Christmas with family?
- I know this one. - Stuck with me for life.
Hello.
Mm. You're a mother now.
-Yes. - Let's go see Auntie Grace.
In two years she'll be on drugs.
- My boy, I missed you. -I missed you, too.
- Come here, hello my boy. -
-Oh, my child. - I thought you guys downgraded.
This house doesn't have an indoor pool.
-Hello. -You've lost weight, Sibusiso.
Are you not eating?
-Stress is eating me. -Stress?
You're so fat. You must be eating a lot in London.
- Okay, let's go inside. -Okay, yes.
Come, my son.
I missed you, my child.
-Tell me what you got up to in London. -It's nice out there.
It's small!
Who is that? Is that Beauty? Beauty, my child!
I missed you so much.
I haven't stopped praying for you two.
-I'm fine. - Son-in-law?
This where you're hiding. I've been looking. What's up?
Hey brother, I'm busy trying to burp him.
You see?
I'm here today because of rehab. It really works. It really helped me.
-It's cathartic. I'm really trying. -
But I am still a recovering asshole.
But you see this rehab thing, it works if you work it.
That's what they say at AA meetings.
Obviously this expensive therapy is helping us a lot.
- -Speaking of therapy, my brother.
I think Beauty and I need to see someone.
It's just that I don't think Beauty hears me when I speak--
-Hey! I'm sorry, my boy. -
-Sorry, my boy. Okay, sorry. -
-I'm sorry, you were saying? -I'll leave you to it.
-Don't worry about it. -Sorry, man.
- But you vomited on the cake. -
Okay. Okay. Sorry, my boy.
-Say, "Hello, Auntie." -Oh.
It's showtime.
Thank you, Dad.
I present to you, Shaka.
Oh, goodness.
-Come on, let's go. This is Shaka. -
Turn down the noise.
Oh, goodness.
Turn down the noise.
-Has the baby eaten? -Yes, Ma, I have fed him already.
He's overwhelmed by all the strangers at the table.
There's no such thing, he's a Twala.
We're born for an audience. Give him here.
-Come here, my boy. -
Give her the baby.
-Hold him properly. -I am.
Hello, my boy.
-Hi, big boy. -Say hi to granddad.
I'm sorry, my boy.
Where are they going?
Where is the food? Is it finished?
Or am I late?
Forgot what your father did?
They're braaing a sheep.
This is a private conversation, old man.
I've been to prison before, and I am not scared.
Should we get him a plate?
- Actually-- -What do you want?
It's better to take refuge in the Lord than trust scum like you.
-Don't pretend like you're a saint. -Don't talk to me like that.
-Guys, please. Stop! -How dare you talk to me like that?
All is forgiven?
- Ma, he's trying. - Since when, Beauty?
This ends right now, do you hear me?
- The child has spoken. -Don't talk to me.
-You know what? -Tumi!
-Get outside before-- -What are you trying to do?
Tumi, relax.
What's going on?
In my house?
Come and eat.
-I can see you look hungry. - Yes, Ma.
What are we having?
- No, I left my stash at home. -Come on.
This thing of the Twalas and the Sellos,
with their drama all of the time.
I'm just happy that…
I'm also glad for the first time you are not involved.
Let's say…
- Life's really something else. -Definitely.
I'll drink all night.
Oh, here we go.
Auntie, please give us a moment.
Wait a minute, chill.
They were all standing in line for you.
Hey. My whole neighborhood could fit in here.
Dad, I am sorry about what happened earlier.
No, I understand where your mother and sister are coming from.
I'm not proud of my past. Maybe I should piss off.
-No, Dad, you just got here. -I don't want to ruin this for you.
- So I should enjoy myself. -Enjoy, Papa.
Um, are you okay?
Yes, I'll be okay.
This bloody kidney infection, it just hits when it feels like it.
I didn't think I'd even make it today.
Calm down, you'll give yourself a stroke.
I knew they wouldn't understand.
- I wish I woke up sooner. -But you're here now.
- Oh, my nunuz. -Oh, Papa.
He is taking chances.
He's taking advantage when Beauty is so broken.
So, I must sit and watch him destroy her?
No, sis, live your life. Huh? Take your retirement money.
- Or give me half. -Half? No way.
You know what? Maybe I'll use the money to hire a hitman. God will forgive me.
Oh, dear Jesus.
I don't want to lie here waiting to die
before I've been out in the world again.
I need a day outside of this place.
Because if the disease doesn't kill me, these people will.
Well, maybe you should talk to them.
If I can survive Apartheid,
I'm sure I can survive a drive around the suburbs.
Okay, then.
If you're refusing the wishes of a sick, tired old lady, it's okay.
-Come on-- -Are you that cruel?
Y--you--you see this whole "I'm old and I'm dying." That--
Okay, fine.
Stay with all that mess downstairs. You must be having so much fun.
You should stretch your legs.
Maybe you should stretch yours, too.
Let's do this fast, before the nurse gets back.
Where is my stick?
No, put that away. You're driving now.
- Let's go. -Don't touch me.
I didn't have a plan, but what do you youngsters do for fun?
Hey, I don't understand.
You're supposed to be Miss Party.
- How old is this Lulu? -She's 13.
-I am 80! -Hey, Gogo. You're outside, right?
Next time, I'd rather escape with Themba the alcoholic.
Leave me alone.
Piss off!
Go bore Refiloe in Dubai.
This is my day.
I want that one.
Ma, I brought you a plate of food.
Ma, things aren't looking good.
I just need a little bit of financial relief right now.
Or even if you can give me Powerball numbers or anything.
I thank you. Amen.
- Has she died? -No, she's gone.
She's not in the house and she's not in her bed.
Nurse, where is Gogo Twala?
Did you ask the neighbors?
We should call the police. Please hold the king.
No, wait. Where is Tumi?
Get her on the phone.
My daughter has nothing to do with this.
Tumi is not the Tumi you remember.
Just relax.
What does she want?
Jeez, these people.
She's kidnapping her.
You're making an old lady's day.
-Oh. -He'll understand.
Oh, nonsense. A man gets boring when he's bored.
Tell me, how's the sex?
So, not good?
Listen, my child, love is meant to make you happy all the time.
There will always be children and family involved.
But you don't know what will kill you eventually.
Boitumelo Sello, you always find a way to stain our family's name.
Answer your phone.
Kids can cause problems in your life.
Just like ex-husbands.
Dini, don't be like that.
What do you want? Go and bother your wife and kids.
I've got other kids,
but I don't have a wife.
Well, who would want you anyway?
You used to want me.
I'm not that woman anymore.
I've changed.
-What kind of a man are you now? -
Just a man trying to change his life.
Who are you?
Sometimes, I feel like a bad mother.
-Sorry. - You want to lose that hand?
-You need to go to a hospital. - No. I hate those places.
They smell like the end.
You have to make me a promise.
If I don't make it, please deliver this letter.
This letter spells out my final wishes.
The address and the name are on the front.
So, please do this, just in case--
No one listens to me in that family.
It's in the Bible.
Please promise me.
Here it is…
Thank you.
I love this song.
♪ Because I'm a gangsta for life ♪
♪ I'm a gangsta for life ♪
I am fine.
Please, Gogo, wake up.