Essay on What 's Zweli Doing With Tombstones?
- I think he did something that put his life in danger.
I ask that you carry on protecting me, and blessing me and Smangele.
- Do you care what will happen to me if you die?
- Die from what?
I 'm not stupid, Zweli!
I 'm not going back to the church.
I like deejaying and I 'm good at it.
We must get rid of Jabulile for good.
Don 't talk about my sister like that again!
Remember the t-shirt you showed me at the police station? It 's his!
Where 's the photo?
Let me see it.
I have the photo.
Is this the photo?
It was in here!
There was a photo of Lindiwe, Sipho and Mxolisi!
Bab 'Dinangwe, I told you that...
my sister 's mind...
That photo 's here somewhere, Dhlomo!
I 'll find it. It 's here somewhere.
You know, I 'm really worried about him, friends.
Friend, stop stressing so much about him.
He 's still finding himself.
- You talk as if he 's fresh from high school.
- Guys, he 's not a child.
He 's confused. Everyone 's telling him what to do, and he wants to do his own thing.
- I 'd also be confused.
- He 's a pastor. That 's his calling.
Well, he clearly still wants to be a DJ.
I prefer a sexy DJ to a pastor...
who always wants to put his hands on me.
- It 's true!
I 'm not blind. Stop acting all holy.
You 're not hearing me.
We 're worried about him.
I 'm not worried.
I believe in DJ Pastor.
Friend, Mamfundisi came to my house...
to ask me to talk him.