Episode #: 1
“A SECOND CHANCE”
Sentenced to community service at a church for pirating their own CDs, Tooth and Nails start a gospel singing group to avoid manual labour. Tooth incurs the opposition of Pastor Titus who is the champion of physical discipline to correct one’s wrongs. His daughter Lindi, who is also Tooth’s ex-girlfriend, is caught between making the men in her life happy and discovering her own voice. Meanwhile Nails’ voice is drowned out by Tooth despite him having the key to making the group work.
October 12th, 2012
Coal Stove Pictures 3 Stiemens Street, Braamfontein JHB
011 403 1446 (082) 2909093 email@example.com ACT ONE
FADE IN: INT. CHURCH AUDITORIUM - DAY A TRIO SINGS a moving PRAISE AND WORSHIP HYMN on the stage. The suave, good-looking LUNGI (24), resplendent in the latest skhothane wear sings tenor. TARYN (23), an attractive colored girl sings soprano and the bespectacled, suspender-wearing nerd SAM(22), harmonizes with a baritone. Across from them sit the tall and stately PASTOR JEFF (late forties) and the neatly dressed, prim and proper PASTOR TITUS (mid forties). Peeking in at the back is LINDI (21). Beautiful, demure. Longing in her eyes. Wishing she were on stage too. The TRIO sounds great - - for a beat, then-- LUNGI Taryn. Girl. You're off pitch again. TARYN What? I've told you Lungi, you need to get your ears checked. LUNGI You're supposed to be here... He DEMONSTRATES, humming. TARYN You're tone deaf. That's exactly what I was singing. Jeff shakes his head in disbelief. Titus smirks. LUNGI Taryn, we all know you have problems taking er.. Direction. But this week I'm in charge so... TARYN Oh puh-leeze. You can't even hold a note to save your life. Lungi splutters. What an insult. LUNGI What?--What? He breaks into a solo. Holds a VERY HIGH NOTE. Until -- JEFF Okay. Enough. Who's in charge here? TARYN Me. LUNGI I am. Off Jeff's puzzlement. TARYN We're taking turns. SAM (excited) It's me next week. JEFF Is this how you intend to represent us at Nationals? You want to make us the laughing stock of Orlando? Tense silence. Jeff TEARS up some printed forms on the chair beside him. JEFF (CONT'D) You can forget about entering the competition. Titus grins. TITUS What do you call yourselves again? Wall of Jericho? He sniggers. They turn to leave. Titus spots Lindi. She steps out of sight. Titus and Jeff exit. The TRIO exchange dark looks. SAM Okay. Guys. So, for next week. I printed out some rules. He picks up some print outs. Taryn and Lungi stalk out. Out on Sam's bewilderment. INT. MAGISTRATE'S COURT � DAY A BAILIFF stands guard in the courtroom. TOOTH (24), a good looking young man in an OTT pantsula get-up, and NAILS (24), dread-locked with an honest, worried face, sit beside each other. Behind them are AUNT JABU (late fifties), motherly, overweight, beaming happiness and the buxom, attractive ELMARIE VAN ZYL (late thirties), in a business suit. On the adjacent bench is KING PIN (40), a stocky man in a cheap suit. The doors are flung open and the elderly MAGISTRATE waddles in. BAILIFF All rise. They comply, resume their seats when the magistrate takes his. MAGISTRATE (reading off his papers) Anasthasius Shonge. Tooth stands up. The judge eyes him over his spectacles. MAGISTRATE (CONT'D) Respond when I call your name. (beat, reads) Sospeter Ntini. NAILS Present. Nails springs up. MAGISTRATE You are accused of pirating music CDs. How do you plead? TOOTH Not guilty. NAILS Guilty. Tooth hushes Nails with a glare. TOOTH Not guilty Master. Those CDs are ours master. We sold them because the producer refused to pay us on time. King Pin shoots to his feet. KING PIN That's the lie! (to the Magistrate, pleading) I have to cover costs first. Marketing. Distribution. TOOTH (sarcastic) A new M3. King Pin glares at Tooth. Ignores him. KING PIN (ignores him) Master I am Christian. I don't tell the lies anymore. TOOTH I'm also Christian. I've been on a church camp. I don't steal. The Magistrate bangs his gavel. MAGISTRATE Order in the court. (no time for nonsense) Shonge and Ntini. I find you guilty of the crime of music piracy. AUNT JABU whoops in delight. AUNT JABU Oh Jehovah! Now they can move out and stop eating my food. The Magistrate silences her with a stern look. Tooth and Nails are bawled over. MAGISTRATE However. Due to extenuating circumstances. (beat) Namely the music being your own- your crime constitutes a misdemeanour, not a felony. Standard sentence is fifty hours community service. Tooth and Nails give each other high fives, beaming. This is going to be easy. MAGISTRATE (CONT'D) At Olifantsvlei Sewage Treatment works. On Tooth and Nails. Bawled over. Tooth swoons. Nails catches him just in time. Elmarie stands up. ELMARIE Your honour, if I may. The Magistrate nods. ELMARIE (CONT'D) Elmarie Van Zyl, Legal Advisor. The workers at the treatment plant feel undermined by the influx of miscreants. But there's a new program in the Correctional Services database which we feel will fit this case perfectly. Beat while the Magistrate considers this. MAGISTRATE Shall we confer in my chambers? Elmarie nods. The Magistrate bangs his gavel. MAGISTRATE (CONT'D) Court adjurned. Reconvene in thirty minutes. He exits. They all arise. AUNT JABU (sneering) Christians! Since when? I've never even seen you praying Tooth! Tooth closes his eyes, joins his hands in fervent prayer. TOOTH Dear God. This is not looking good. Please give me one last chance and I won't screw up. Promise. Nails elbows him. NAILS You can't say that when you pray! Tooth looks up at the sky. TOOTH Sorry God! CLOSE ON Nails shaking his head in disbelief. END ACT ONE ACT TWO INT. PASTOR JEFF'S OFFICE � DAY JEFF plunks on his seat, disappointed. TITUS You take this singing business way too seriously Jeff. Last year it was a camp. Now it's a contest. Jeff looks up, meets Titus's gaze. JEFF It's not just a contest Titus. It's the - (with emphasis) National Praise and Worship Competition. TITUS The youth have enough music on Sundays and Wednesdays already. Plus we've got the new Friday service coming. What else do you want? Jeff thinks about it for a beat. JEFF When was the last time we had even ten people showing up for the youth service? Titus is silent. He can't answer that one and Jeff knows it. JEFF (CONT'D) Back in my day -- when we used to win the nationals-- the hall was packed. Every Wednesday. TITUS That church in Dobsonville was smaller. You said so yourself. Jeff averts his gaze. Titus presses on-- TITUS (CONT'D) I've got nothing against singing Jeff. But when it gets competitive, it becomes about shining. And big egos. And winning competitions and being famous. They will forget God. JEFF (getting heated) If young people use their God-given talents for the best, then that's giving glory to God, Titus. TITUS (mirrors the heat) You can't turn a house of worship into a concert hall. Jeff is stung by that come-back. He stands up. JEFF Nor can you turn it into a hard labour camp. You've practically chased away all the young people with your clean up sessions and gardening days. Titus regards Jeff for a beat. TITUS Then we differ theologically. JEFF This is not theological, man. You've made this personal. (beat, silent) You can't treat all the youth as you do your own child. TITUS (mind your own business) This has nothing to do with Lindi. (heavily ironic) Thank God she wants to be a deaconness. At least she's got her priorities straight. He turns around to leave. Out on Jeff, the irony not lost on him. INT. CHURCH CORRIDOR � DAY TITUS walks out onto the corridor, bumps into LINDI and TARYN lugging BOXES. TITUS You didn't come home last night, Lindi. Lindi's flummoxed for a second. Wheels in her head turning quickly. LINDI I--told you --I was doing an assignment at Taryn's, Pa. We ran a bit late and there were no taxis. I slept over. I tried calling but-- She trails off as Titus levels his interrogator's stare at Taryn. Taryn hastily nods, corroborating. TARYN Sorry Moruti. TITUS (to Lindi) You know the curfew Lindi. LINDI But I had to do this assignment Pa. I'm-- TITUS As long as your under my roof, you play by my rules. Clear? Lindi nods, submissive. Titus glances at Taryn, storms off. Once he's out of earshot-- LINDI (relieved) Thank you, thank you, thank you! TARYN (stern) This is the last time I'm covering for you, friend. Next time, you're on your own. LINDI But you've seen what he's like. TARYN You're twenty one Lindi. You can't be lying to your father every time you want to go clubbing. LINDI What do you want me to do? As soon as I open my mouth, it's (mimics Titus) As long as you live under my roof. (beat) Can you imagine what would happen if I told him I was going out? He won't even let me date. He thinks all guys just want to have sex. TARYN Maybe he's right. Remember the last guy? She walks off, leaving Lindi to chew on that. INT. MAGISTRATE'S COURT - DAY A Music CD case with the portraits of Nails and Tooth, and titled "Tooth and Nails: We Back Haters", in TOOTH'S HAND. TOOTH For you my friend. Half-price. Forty. Law enforcement special. The BAILIFF snorts at the CD Tooth's peddling. TOOTH (CONT'D) Okay. Thirty. Take it before I change my mind. A hand taps his shoulder. Tooth wheels around to find KING PIN. King Pin grabs the CD. TOOTH (CONT'D) Hey! King Pin grabs his collar, leans in close. KING PIN And I want my recording equipment back too. And my laptop. Otherwise I'll-- BAILIFF All rise! The MAGISTRATE walks in, followed by a smiling ELMARIE. Tooth and King Pin hurry back to their seats. MAGISTRATE Will the accused rise. Tooth and Nails comply. MAGISTRATE (CONT'D) Anasthasius Shonge and Sospeter Ntinti. Tooth and Nails cringe. MAGISTRATE (CONT'D) You are hereby sentenced to fifty hours community service in the Youth Harvest Ministry Church in Orlando West. ON Tooth and Nails - recognizing the name. Nails nudges Tooth, excited. This is way better than sewage cleanup. MAGISTRATE (CONT'D) You will be reporting to Pastor Jeff Moloi, and your legal adviser Miss Elmarie Van Zyl will monitor you and submit regular progress reports back to the department. AUNT JABU Hayibo! Church?! No master. You mean jail! King Pin is on his feet in protest. KING PIN What about my equipment? The Magistrate BANGS his gavel. MAGISTRATE Case closed! Next! Aunt Jabu is racked by sobs. King Pin shouts after the magistrate. The PANDEMONIUM is lost of Tooth and Nails. NAILS (beaming) Ekse. Your ex-bebeza. Coming soon. ON Tooth. That's precisely what he's afraid of. TITUS (PRE-LAP) I'm looking forward to seeing them. CUT TO: INT. PASTOR TITUS'S OFFICE � DAY DARK. DREARY. FOREBODING. Shelves stacked high with books. One solitary window. A large FRAMED PICTURE of an elderly man on the wall - plaque reads "Bishop Zerubbabel Phakathi". TITUS (into phone) Pleasure is all mine. He HANGS UP THE PHONE as the door OPENS and SAM skitters in, with a cup of tea on a tray. TITUS (CONT'D) (off Sam's look) The Community Service Program starts tomorrow. Sam plonks down the tray. SAM But moruti. What if they actually turn out to be wild animals who can't be controlled and they take over the place and technically we won't be able to send them back because-- Titus gets up, pats him reassuringly. TITUS Relax my boy. I'll break them in -- (beat) Personally. He wanders across to the portrait, runs his fingers over the edge. TITUS (CONT'D) Finally. Young people who can do constructive work around here. Not singing in silly little competitions. He misses the hurt feeling that flickers across Sam's face. TITUS (CONT'D) (excited) Digging. Gardening. Painting. Tiling. Discipline my boy. Discipline! He looks up at the portrait in seeming adoration. TITUS (CONT'D) Finally the Bishop will see that I'm better than only being Jeff's co-deputy sub-assistant pastor. Awkward silence for a beat. He notices Sam's glumness. TITUS (CONT'D) (teasing) We'll need someone to write up the rules for them. SAM (excited) Really? Titus gives him a smug nod. Sam salutes. SAM (CONT'D) On it moruti! He bounds out. Titus gazes at the portrait, smiling. END ACT TWO ACT THREE EXT. STREET OUTSIDE THE CHURCH � DAY Outside the gate of the Church. THEMBI (20), a gorgeous and curvaceous black girl in a short, form fitting dress and massive shades stands beneath a sign - "YOUTH HARVEST MINISTRY". She's SUCKING A LOLLIPOP. A Mercedes Benz S500 (or any other car of a similar ilk) pulls up. The uniformed CAUCASIAN driver, JAMES, steps out and RACES around the back to open the car door but -- NIKI (O.S.) I can let myself out James. NIKI (20), black, attractive in jeans, sneakers and a t-shirt steps out. She takes in the surroundings. NIKI (CONT'D) Okay James. Thank you. (beat, off James's inaction) Shoo! JAMES Might I remind you Miss Nicole that your father placed me under strict instructions not to-- NIKI OMG. (changing tack) When was the last time you saw Marietjie? James blushes. NIKI (CONT'D) Take the day off, James. I'll handle dad. He gives her a tense nod, gets into the car and pulls away. Niki spots Thembi. NIKI (CONT'D) Hey. This is Youth Harvest right? Thembi looks her up and down. THEMBI (in vernac) Here we greet first. NIKI (in posh-accented vernac) Good day. I'm Niki. THEMBI Thembi. They shake. Every time Thembi speaks, she speaks in vernac, and Niki replies in a mish-mash of broken vernac and English. THEMBI (CONT'D) This is Youth Harvest. NIKI Are you here for community service? THEMBI (wide-eyed surprise) Wow chomi. Ja. Are you psychic? NIKI No I'm like here for like the same thing. THEMBI One of my exes was psychic. He tried to read my mind one day and just went blank. NIKI Ag shame man. You must be very complicated. THEMBI Ja, I know. They walk into the gate side by side. EXT. CHURCH YARD - DAY NIKI and THEMBI pause inside the gates. They look around, unsure where to go. TITUS and SAM come round the back, Sam lugging ORANGE OVERALLS. Titus walks up to them with a beaming smile. TITUS (fake smile) The criminals, I presume? THEMBI Huh? Niki half-nods. TITUS (drops the smile) You're late-- (to Sam) Hand them their uniforms. Niki and Thembi's eyes widen as Sam pushes the overalls into their hands. TITUS (CONT'D) We need a ditch around the back to reduce the flooding when it rains. (to Sam) Get the shovels my boy. Sam goes off. Niki and Thembi still look bewildered. Where on earth did this guy come from? TITUS (CONT'D) (off their confusion) I am Pastor Titus. It's my job to make you upstanding citizens of society over the next few months. (beat, he realizes something) Where are the rest of your friends? There's supposed to be four of you. Right on cue, TOOTH and NAILS come sauntering through the gate, hands in their pockets, whistling. TOOTH Ekse majitas. NAILS Hola hola. We follow them as they stroll past Titus and the girls, and hold ON TITUS, FUMING. At a loss for words. Sam comes around the corner lugging SHOVELS. TOOTH Samza! SAM Tooth! NAILS Hola Samizo! Hi-fives, buddy hugs. did tooth and nails used to go to this church? How do they know sam? If they know sam and tooth dated lindi, how come he doesn't know her father titus? i think it would be best to have a small recap of the first movie at the beginning to clue in viewers who would have never seen the first one. And a few references to the connections from the first movie would be very useful in the first act as well. SAM What are you guys doing here? Are you coming through for the next talent camp again? It's only in December. NAILS No bra. We're here for community what what. Tooth fishes out a crumpled paper from his pocket, reads. TOOTH We're meant to see some Titus guy. As in tight-ass. Ha ha! NAILS How come he wasn't on the camp Sam? I thought Moruti Jeff was the only pastor here. TOOTH Because we would have needed extra brooklax. He and Tooth are killing themselves. They freeze off Sam's shit-scared look. They swivel around to find-- TITUS. He levels them with his unblinking death stare, shoves the overalls into their hands. TITUS You're late. The others are getting changed already. Move it. Tooth stares at the overalls. TOOTH Mara orange. Hau! Can't we add some blue somewhere? This year I'm going understated nyana -- Titus's glare FREEZES the words in his mouth. EXT. CHURCH YARD - DAY TOOTH, NAILS, THEMBI and NIKI in orange overalls stand in line. Thembi's sucking a lollipop. Nails ogles her. Titus, CLIPBOARD in hand, strides past them a la military inspection style. Tooth clears his throat, steps forward. TOOTH Praise God pastor. Where is Pastor Jeff? We haven't seen him since the camp. TITUS (barks) Speak when spoken to, boy! Tooth retreats feinging submission. TOOTH Ameni, Pastor. TITUS Nicole Motswading. NIKI Niki -- Or Nikiwe. Not the name of the oppressor. TITUS (ignores her, reads) Nicole Motswading. Driving at three hundred and ten kilometres per hour on the N12. (beat, huh?) Opted for community service instead of a fine? NIKI (folds her hands defiantly) Told the parents I didn't need a new Aston for my 21st. So I got it impounded. Ha! Showed them! And that just hangs there for a few seconds. Just who exactly are this girl's parents? Titus continues. TITUS Thembi Phiri-- (What the hell?) Take that --thing-- out your mouth. Thembi licks the lollipop lasciviously, holds it out to Titus. Titus's eyes narrow. TITUS (CONT'D) (reads off the clipboard) Resisting arrest. (beat, raises an eyebrow) By seducing a police officer? THEMBI So now it's my fault everyone wants to tap this? Titus chokes, straightens his tie. Tooth and Nails GIGGLE. Titus is glad for the distraction-- TITUS Tooth and Nails-- What sort of names are those? THEMBI Maybe their parents were dentists -- Or manicurists. NAILS Those are our artist names. TOOTH We keep it real ko-Pimville. I'm tough. Like teeth. NAILS And I'm hard. Like Nails. They strike the same pose as they had on their album cover. TITUS Tough guys. Great. You two can start digging first. Tooth's wheels grind overtime. He spots someone walking past in the background. TOOTH Hey! Isn't that Pastor Jeff. He races off. TOOTH (CONT'D) Pastor Jeff! Wait! It's me, Tooth. On Titus. Caught off-guard. Not sure how to react to this. Then-- his brow darkens. These boys think they're clever, huh? INT. CHURCH AUDITORIUM � DAY JEFF and TOOTH walking in the auditorium. TOOTH's on the defensive. TOOTH Nine nine it wasn't our fault this time, moruti. Jeff pauses in front of the EMPTY TROPHY CABINET, downcast. PASTOR JEFF Excuses Tooth. (beat) Remember at the camp, I made you my personal project? And you failed. (beat) So I failed. TOOTH Hau don't be like that Pastor. Jeff faces the trophy cabinet. JEFF Let me tell you a story, son. You see this empty cabinet? Tooth nods, unsure. JEFF (CONT'D) It used to be full of trophies. We were the National Praise and Worship champions, year in year out. The youth had substance back then. The cabinet was full. Tooth glances at Jeff. So what? JEFF (CONT'D) Now it's empty. Because the youth are empty. All you do is drugs. Crime. Prostitution. TOOTH Crime? Since when? JEFF For years now I've been trying to get our youth to revive the Praise and Worship. Because if they are united around something, they will stand. He puts his hand on Tooth's shoulder. JEFF (CONT'D) But they have failed. No, actually. I have failed them. (beat) And I have failed you Tooth. Jeff trudges away. Tooth just stares at the cabinet, lost for words. He'd have preferred a good tongue-lashing to this guilt-trip. EXT. CHURCH YARD - DAY NAILS, THEMBI and NIKI are shovelling away. THEMBI At least they could've told me not to get my weekly manicure. Niki carries on digging with gusto. NIKI Quit whining babe and just get on with it. THEMBI You know, just coz I'm not a rich daddy's girl like you doesn't mean you can talk to me like that. (beat, sniffs) I was almost famous. I've been on TV. NAILS Yes! Now I remember you. You were on Songstars that one time. Niki laughs. THEMBI What's that supposed to mean? NIKI Almost famous, hey? Lemme guess. You got the wooden spoon, right? THEMBI Hey! Just because you weren't blessed with a voice and a body to match doesn't mean you've got to hate. NIKI FYI, the only reason I wasn't on songstar was because my parents wouldn't let me. THEMBI Yeah whatever. Niki holds the shovel - transforming it into a microphone. She breaks into a SONG. Thembi and Nails look on, awed by her powerful, mature, beautiful voice. Thembi's not to be outdone. She holds her shovel and starts singing also. They're in perfect harmony. Nails jumps in, his deep rich tenor blending in. MUSICAL NUMBER: The TRIO finds its groove and they fall into step in a well synchronized dance. ON TOOTH. He trudges into the yard. He HALTS when he sees-- THEMBI, NIKI and NAILS SIGNING AND DANCING. TOOTH stares in wide eyed wonderment. It's beautiful. Whoever would have expected such talent right here under-- SHRIEK! Thembi clutches her finger. THEMBI (CONT'D) My nail! NIKI (mocking) OMG. Did you break it? THEMBI No. Worse. It fell off. She and Niki scour the ground. NIKI Found it! Thembi grabs it. THEMBI Thanks chomi. I've got to get it cleaned and get it back on. NIKI Come babe I'll help you. They go off, reconciled. Nails turns to Tooth, beaming. NAILS Bru wami, I'm in love. (re: Thembi) Did you check out that car? Bonnet. Rims. Boot. Full package. He sighs. TOOTH Platinum digger baftwethu. You can't afford. NAILS (in the throes of ecstasy) I'll beg. I'll steal. I'll get a job. Love will conquer all. Tooth has a brainwave. TOOTH Thankfully, I have a better plan. He leans into Nails, conspiratorially. TOOTH (CONT'D) Listen. Did you see the way you guys were singing just now? Nails starts shaking his head, he sees where this is going. Tooth continues, more earnestly. TOOTH (CONT'D) We take these girls, neh. We take King Pin's equipment. We record them. Make an album. Quick money. Simple. NAILS Nah bra. (off Tooth's look) You're saying you're going to take these girls to our shack and record them there? TOOTH Nah, that's the beauty of it. They won't know we're recording them. NAILS They won't? TOOTH They won't. Moruti Jeff wants a Praise and Worship team. So what we do is... (beat, emphatic) We convince him to let us do Praise and Worship instead of this prison camp. Then, we pretend to be all praisy and worshippy, on the side we're recording them then BOOM! He paints the picture with a broad sweep of his hands. TOOTH (CONT'D) Can you see it? NAILS See what? TOOTH The picture. We're going to be millionaires. We'll record a platinum album and sell gold. And (smiles) You'll get the cherry on top. He makes the "cherry gesture" - touching his nipples. Nails smiles. He's liking this picture. A thought crosses his mind. NAILS And if Jeff say's no? TOOTH GRINS. TOOTH Who's ever said "No" to Tooth's smile? SMASH CUT TO: INT. PASTOR JEFF'S OFFICE � DAY PASTOR JEFF No! He gets up from his chair and paces the room. TOOTH's jaw drops. NAILS shrugs. TITUS smirks from his seat in the corner. TOOTH (incredulous) Why not? TITUS If you boys sing who'll do all the work that needs to be done around here. NAILS Moruti, you've got two artistes, a kasi queen and Motsepe's daughter. We can't dig trenches to save our lives. But we can sing... TOOTH Nine nine it's the best way for us to serve the community. Jeff's is deep in thought. He looks at Tooth. Nails. Titus. TITUS Don't tell me you're even considering this. (off Jeff's silence) They were sent here to do community service, not to sing. JEFF But community service is about serving the community, isn't it? TITUS Yes, but-- JEFF (to Tooth and Nails) Can you sing gospel? Tooth and Nails nod. TOOTH NAILS Fo sho. Definitely pastor. JEFF (CONT'D) Can you lead a Praise and Worship team? NAILS (easy-peezy) Praise and Worship? Easy. JEFF Can you get it to the National Praise and Worship qualifiers? TOOTH Wow! That's brilliant pastor. National competition? I'd never have thought of that! He winks at Nails. Nails looks away - he doesn't have Tooth's game face. TOOTH (CONT'D) We can most definitely get them to that National what what. TITUS (voice quivering) This may be illegal Jeff. PASTOR JEFF I don't think we're qualified to make that call, Titus. (to Tooth and Nails) I'll give you one week. TOOTH NAILS One week? What for? PASTOR JEFF (CONT'D) To get a praise team together and prepare a song. If I like what I see, then we're in business. If not (beat, lets the silence hang) It's back to the trenches for all of you. TOOTH One week is too little! Jeff resumes his seat. PASTOR JEFF One week. Take it or leave it. Tooth and Nails exchange a look. NAILS Okay. (beat) One week. Jeff leans back, satisfied at having twisted their arm. PASTOR JEFF Just one more thing. TOOTH What nou? LUNGI (PRE-LAP) You want me to sing with who?! CUT TO: INT. CHURCH AUDITORIUM � DAY LUNGI, dressed as a kasi-hipster, TARYN and SAM face TOOTH, NAILS and NIKI. LUNGI Last time we were on stage together he punched me. It still hurts. He pats his cheek gingerly. NAILS I can finish the job. LUNGI You see? You see? Animals, Pastor Jeff. They should be in a zoo somewhere. TARYN That was a year ago, Lungi. Grow some balls. SAM Taryn! JEFF That's enough! They fall silent. JEFF (CONT'D) (civil re: Niki and Thembi) These are Niki and Thembi. You'll have plenty of time to get to know each other. TARYN You keep telling us about bad apples moruti. What if we end up being criminals like them? SAM Judicially speaking, Taryn, they're not criminals. They're miscreants. TARYN Who asked you? It's the same difference. Look, they even have the same uniform. NIKI If it's all the same to you, I don't mind not singing with you either. THEMBI Huh? Ja. (re: Niki) Me too. TARYN Then why don't you just go back to-- JEFF Enough! They're silent. JEFF (CONT'D) Now. Listen carefully all of you -- you especially Taryn and Lungi. Nails smirks at Lungi. Taryn rolls her eyes. JEFF (CONT'D) This is your last opportunity to get into the qualifiers with this Church. You'd better get professional very quickly guys, otherwise you'll be made to look like idiots. Your choice. He sweeps the room with his eyes - daring anyone to renege. No takers. JEFF (CONT'D) Good. Happy rehearsing. (beat) Tooth. Take it from here. SAM Hey! I was next in line. JEFF The shepherd is nothing without his sheep, Sam. Sam sulks. Jeff walks out. Tooth turns to the others. Doom and gloom all around him. TOOTH Okay. Guys. How about we just give it a try and take it from there, hey? NIKI So is it like for def that we can sing instead of like dig? TOOTH (looks her straight in the eye) Yes it is. NIKI Okay. I'm in. THEMBI Me too. TOOTH Great. That's the spirit. Let's start with something upbeat. How about "Kehtla Hopa Kadiyakhla". On the count of three-- NAILS Maybe we should stand according to our voices Tooth. TOOTH I got this baftwethu. Trust me. Tooth cues them. They sound awful. Off key. Tooth scratches his head: this isn't working. He glimpses a movement at the door from the corner of his eye, snaps around to see-- LINDI. Awkward momnet of recongition. She takes in his orange overalls. She's not really sure why he's there but she ain't sticking around to find out. She spins around and heads off. TOOTH (CONT'D) Take five bafwethu. Rest your voices. Gargle water. And -- do some breathing exercises, ja. And he's darts out. On the puzzled faces of THE GROUP as Tooth-- INT. CHURCH CORRIDOR - DAY -- Dashes after LINDI. TOOTH Lindi! Lindi just keeps on walking. TOOTH follows. TOOTH (CONT'D) Lindi. Can we talk? She carries on. He grabs her hand, spins her around. TOOTH (CONT'D) Lindi, I've told you. I'm sorry. You acting like nothing happened between us. LINDI Wasn't that the problem? (off Tooth's look) That nothing happened between us? So you cheated? Again. She starts to walk away. Tooth STANDS there for a second, stewing in her irony. He chases after her. TOOTH Lindi. I was drunk. Kidy seduced me. It wasn't my fault. Lindi stops. LINDI The first time wasn't your fault. Fine. But a second time? After we'd been dating for six months? Tooth gets close to her. TOOTH Lindi-- TITUS (O.S.) So you're bunking your singing classes also, hey? Tooth spins around to find TITUS, walking down the corridor towards them. Tooth recovers from the shock. He takes one last look at Lindi. She avoids his gaze. He slips away-back to the auditorium. Titus turns to Lindi. TITUS (CONT'D) What was that all about? LINDI Nothing. She walks away. Titus watches her, thinking. It sure didn't seem like nothing to him. END ACT THREE ACT FOUR INT. PASTOR TITUS'S OFFICE - DAY TITUS paces up and down. SAM sits in front of him. It looks like a scene out of an interrogation. TITUS And what happened between them on that camp? SAM Factually speaking, nothing, moruti. Tooth liked her but then I think she caught him with some girl and then she slapped him and then he -- TITUS Did it go beyond that? SAM Not really, technically. (off Titus' glare) In fact, no. TITUS How did he get his current inmates to cooperate with him? SAM You mean the community service people? He promised them that they won't have to do hard labour anymore. Personally I found it funny that you'd accept that but then technically I-- TITUS I did no such thing. (grimaces) Pastor Jeff. It was his idea. SAM I'll go tell the others that he lied. He's always lying. Even on camp he-- Titus shakes his head. Sam is deflated. Confused. TITUS Have I taught you nothing? We will wait until the time is right. And then-- (beat) Crush. Definitively. Titus smirks. Sam nods. He understands. EXT. CHURCH YARD - DAY It's MORNING. TOOTH and NAILS lumber past the gate, lugging a bulky SPORTS BAG between them. The FLASHY CAR from earlier pulls up. Nails and Tooth gawk. TOOTH Sho sis Niki. Last number, neh? NAILS (re: Tooth) Next time give this Johnny Walker a lift. NIKI (embarrassed) My parents won't let me use taxis. NAILS Magezas ko-Bryanston are rough, neh? NIKI (defensive) I used them all the time in Cape Town till my parents found out and forced me to move back to Joburg. A pimped-up, CITI GOLF pulls up. LOUD MUSIC rattles it's tinted windows. THEMBI steps out. TOOTH (to Nails, sotto voce) It's your paola. Nails glimpses the driver. Tinge of jealousy on his face. THEMBI Sorry I'm late. I lost ibellas yami again. What's the time? NAILS Who was that? Your Zuma? THEMBI He wishes. He's the manager at Wandi's. I waitress there part time. He always gives me a lift so I can give him my new digits when I lose my phone. TOOTH Why don't you just keep the same number? THEMBI I never remember it. Tooth and Nails exchange a look. TOOTH (aside to Nails) Pentium two. Hade. Nails shakes his head. He's not going to let that stop him. They walk into the church grounds. INT. CHURCH AUDITORIUM � DAY TOOTH, NAILS, NIKI and THEMBI walk into the rehearsal space. SAM, LUNGI and TARYN waiting for them. TARYN Day one and you guys are already late. SAM Actually, it's day two. LUNGI This is what I get for giving my time to amateurs who know jack about music. Tooth puts down the bag, unzips it, takes out a SOUND BOARD, CABLES and couple of MICS from the bag. SAM Wow! Check it out! He dives at the bag and starts turning the equipment over, gazing adoringly. THEMBI What is it? SAM What is it? It's only an 8-track Digital Portastudio. With Dolby 5.1. Four channel input. Stereoscopic display. Isn't it obvious? THEMBI Ja. Lunch bar. TOOTH We're going to record each rehearsal session. (to Lunga) See? You're working with pros here chief. Lunga crosses his arms. He's got to see it to believe it. INT. CHURCH AUDITORIUM � DAY Orange sound bars PEAKING up and down on the mixer. THE GROUP is SINGING the same song from before. They're bored. Unexcited. TOOTH Heish! Majitas. Zimile.-- Okay. Take five. NAILS We need to try something different bafwethu. Tooth's not listening. He's looking at the door, where -- LINDI stands watching. She catches his eye, turns and leaves. TOOTH Mara why can't she sing with us. TARYN Her dad won't let her. TOOTH Dammit! Sam drops to his knees, joins his hands, starts muttering. SAM Dear God please forgive his heathen devil tongue. He doesn't know better, theologically speaking. LUNGI I knew I shouldn't have left Heavenly Cadence. TARYN Here we go again. They speak simultaneously. TARYN (CONT'D) They begged me to stay, but I said no guys. Harvest needs me more than you. That's just the kind of guy I am, you know? LUNGI They begged me to stay, but I said no guys. Harvest needs me more than you. That's just the kind of guy I am, you know? THEMBI Wow! Do that again. She takes her cellphone out, turns the video camera on. Tooth's mind is whizzing away. TOOTH That's it! We need inspiration. Let's go and visit these Anointed Vocals -- We'll get inspiration and maybe we can even steal-- I mean learn -- a coupla things. NAILS How do we get in? LUNGI They meet by Mondeor, near my crib. TARYN And you think we'll just ask them and they'll let us in? TOOTH I'm not planning to ask. NAILS Ekse, bafwethu. Me I say let's get our basics right and then we-- TOOTH No one's asking you Nails. (beat) This is going to work. He gives them his million dollar smile. It's lost on Nails, smarting under the blow he's just received in public. EXT. CHURCH YARD � DAY NAILS is on a bench. Headphones on. Bumping his head. Really into it. A hand taps his shoulder. He looks up to see NIKI. NIKI Hey bhuti. She sits next to him. He takes the headphones off. She reaches for them. NIKI (CONT'D) Can I? He helps her put them on. She listens for a beat. NIKI (CONT'D) (impressed ) Who's this? (off Nails's shy smile) Is this you? Dude you rock! NAILS It's just a coupla beats nyana I put together. NIKI It sounds really dope. So you are professional hey? Tooth really should've listened to you back there in that rehearsal. NAILS Who? Tooth? (chuckles) Never. He always knows better. NIKI And you're cool with that? NAILS We're a team. That's how we do. Tooth and Nails. Not Nails and Tooth. NIKI Whatever. If it was me, I'd make the him listen. She stands. NIKI (CONT'D) Just saying. Nails watches her go. The thought lingers for a beat. Let's it go- turns back to his music. INT. CHURCH AUDITORIUM - DAY A PULPIT graces the stage where The Group had been a few minutes before. TITUS paces up and down, literally BASHING HIS BIBLE. TITUS Hell and damnation brothers and sisters! Hell and damnation. Brimstone and fire on the last day. (pauses, jots on a notepad as he mutters) Fire and Brimstone. Better. (resumes full force) Fire and Brimstone my brothers and sisters. Fire and Brimstone! He pauses again. He senses someone's watching. He turns around to see-- LINDI Sorry to interrupt papa. Can we - talk? Titus dabs his sweaty forehead and face with a LARGE POLKA DOTTED HANDKERCHIEF. Lindi takes this as permission granted. She approaches. LINDI (CONT'D) Papa. If it's possible, I'd like to have your -- blessing -- to join the new Praise--. She falters off his withering look. Titus is DUMBFOUNDED. What? Did he hear right? He let's the question hang unanswered in the air for a couple of beats. TITUS We agreed on this already. LINDI I'm asking again Papa. Titus thinks about this for a second -- trying to find the words to explain. TITUS My girl. I cannot allow it. You know my reasons. Lindi's eyes well up. LINDI (voice breaking) I'm not going to end up like Ma, Papa. Please. Titus restrains his simmering anger. TITUS (not up for discussion) Do you really want to make an issue out of something so small? LINDI If it's so small then let me sing. TITUS As long as you're under my roof, you will do as I say. Is that clear? LINDI Since when is singing a sin Papa? Now Titus loses it. But he doesn't shout. He never shouts. TITUS Since the day it leads a daughter to disobey her father. You disobeyed me by going to that silly camp last year instead of doing the bible course. He approaches her. TITUS (CONT'D) You disobey me by breaking curfew every other night. You disobeyed me by dating that boy Tooth. (off her look) Yes. I found out. CLOSE ON Lindi, wide-eyed, tearing up. Titus softens. TITUS (CONT'D) My girl, why don't you just focus on becoming a deaconess? Sing every Sunday. Sing on Wednesdays. But this competition nonsense--no. Tense moment, each weighing the other's thoughts. Titus walks past her. Out on Lindi, holding back the anger. And also some tears. INT. CHURCH OF THE ANOINTED � DAY THE GROUP sneaks into a dark choir loft, overlooking a lit stage. On the stage, A WORSHIP TEAM of about six guys and gals arranging themselves. A CONDUCTOR stands at the front. LUNGI This sneaking around isn't safe. What if I hurt myself. THEMBI Just follow me. I sneak around in the dark all the time. TARYN Sam, your shoes are squeaking. SAM Sorry. He takes them off. His socks are mismatched. Niki squints up her nose. NIKI Two words. Talcum powder. TOOTH Quiet guys. They're starting. They all sit low in their seats as -- THE CONDUCTOR cues Anointed Vocals. They perform a traditional Praise and Worship Hymn. They're amazing. Polished. Professional. Suddenly -- The singers PART like the Red Sea and -- A well known Gospel Music SOPRANO DIVA walks through the parting as she SINGS. THEMBI gasps. Lungi's hand flies to cover her mouth. SOPRANO DIVA hits an INCREDIBLY HIGH NOTE. ON The Group. Totally overawed. It's too much for Sam. He leaps to his feet and breaks into wild, rancorous APPLAUSE. Yelling and whooping. Nails tackles him to the floor. And Tooth sinks in his chair, thinking that this was such a bad idea. INT. CHURCH AUDITORIUM - DAY THE GROUP plods in. Their downcast faces register discouragement bordering on despair. THEMBI Woo bathong. TARYN We're so flippin dead. SAM shoots her a look. TARYN (CONT'D) Flippin's not a swear word you moron. LUNGI I know their tenor-- Themba. He's got nothing on me. Always singing falsetto, thinks we won't notice. NIKI They were so kasi tho. It was so soulful. So real. NAILS And we'll get there with practice bafwethu. What have we got to lose? TARYN (counting off her fingers) A trophy. Self-respect. Our good names. Want me to go on? TOOTH Mamela are we here to compete or to complain? Your bad vibes are getting boring now. Taryn is shocked. TARYN Fine. She picks up her bag and walks out. TARYN (CONT'D) I can rehearse on my own. LUNGI Hey. Wait up. I don't want to look like a tool either. Lungi follows her out. The others watch them leave. TOOTH Okay. So there's only four of us. So what? We can still make it work. (off their glum looks) At least it's better than digging trenches. SAM Well--er--technically. About the manual work it's not yet officially decided as far as Moruti Titus is concerned. So those trenches still need digging, theoretically speaking. NIKI You mean you like lied to us? TOOTH I didn't. I'm just still convincing bo-moruti. THEMBI Maybe he's having bouts of pseudologica fantastica. (beat, off their stares) We learnt about it in my psych major. NIKI This is so not worth it. She takes her bag and leaves. Thembi chases after her. THEMBI Wait bathong. Are you going by Sandton? Tooth and Nails stare at each other. The auditorium is EMPTY. Just the two of them. Right back where they started. INT. SHACK � EVENING TOOTH and NAILS just sit there. Quiet. The end of the road. The door BLASTS open-- AUNT JABU Aha! So the millionaires are home, eh? Where's my rent. NAILS (pleading) This month was slow at the car wash Aunty. She doesn't care, stretches out her hand. Nails takes out a few notes. Hands them to her. Her hand remains outstretched. TOOTH Aunty, my mother, your only sister, is turning in her grave right now. AUNT JABU Because I let you live here for free most of the time. The rest. Lethe. Tooth grudgingly pulls out more notes from his pocket, hands them over. Aunt Jabu counts them. AUNT JABU (CONT'D) Next week. I'll be back. NAILS And the discount? I ironed your clothes. AUNT JABU You burnt my white blouse. That's an extra clip. Next week. And please don't fly to Mauritius, my millionaires, neh? She bustles out, CACKLING. Tooth shrugs. TOOTH Now how's Lindi going to take me back now I'm a lazaro again. NAILS You've always been broke-ass. I've got real problems. (sighs) Ah, Thembi. Tooth claps his hands - Eureka! TOOTH I've got it! Let's skip town. Sell our album ko-Durbs. NAILS We can't skip town. If we're busted we'll go to jail for real this time. TOOTH What choice do we have? We can't sell this nonsense. He turns on the MIXER. Plays back some of their singing. It's really SHIT. Nails's listening. NAILS Auty. It's not that bad hey. TOOTH You're right. It's not bad. It's kak. NAILS These kids can sing. Maybe if we just remix them nyana, add some of atcha here and there-- TOOTH Mina I say we sell this equipment, and pay rent then skip town. I've heard ama-bling bling ko-Durbz are something else. NAILS Weren't you speaking of Lindi just now? (beat) I've got a better plan. This could save our asses. Tooth hangs his head in his hands, ashamed. Nails goes over to the laptop, places it by the mixer and fires it up, puts on his headphones. Out on Tooth - wondering what Nails's is on about. END ACT FOUR ACT FIVE INT. CHURCH KITCHEN - DAY THEMBI, NIKI and TOOTH cooking pap. They're back in their ORANGE OVERALLS. Niki takes a taste of the pap from the pot. NIKI ... it's so plain. TOOTH It's pap. It's supposed to be plain. TITUS strides in with SAM in tow. The three miscreants fall silent, exchange guilty looks. TITUS (to Tooth) Is your friend not here yet? NAILS races in, panting. Titus eyes him. NAILS Taxis moruti. Those magezas need Church. Titus levels him with his stare. Not sure if he's being made fun of. Nails gives his best angelic smile. He saunters off. Sam follows, an obedient dog. TOOTH Where were you? NAILS Listen to this. Nails takes his phone and a pair of earbuds out his pocket, gives them to Tooth. Tooth puts them on - not interested, then-- He registers surprise. Is that? No, it can't be. Nails beams. NAILS (CONT'D) What'd I tell you? TOOTH Halala! NAILS (shrugs ) I speeded it up nyana, added a coupla drums. Auto-tune just for just. Tooth gives Nails a high five as-- PASTOR JEFF Tooth! So we're on for the performance this afternoon, neh? 3 pm sharp. Tooth registers SHOCK. Oh shit - was that TODAY? THEMBI Performance? Didn't you hear that-- TOOTH Hear that we're very excited and ready moruti. Jeff looks from Nails to Tooth. He smells a rat in this kitchen. PASTOR JEFF I hope you're not going to waste my time again Tooth. TOOTH Mamela moruti. He gives Pastor Jeff the earbuds. Plays the track off Nails's phone. Jeff is surpised then-- He beams, delighted. TOOTH (CONT'D) It's just a sneak peek of this afternoon. Jeff pats him on the back. JEFF This is very very good. Well done people. All of you. He gives them all heavy pats on the back. Thembi and Niki are clueless, squirm beneath the heavy blows to their backs. PASTOR JEFF Really looking forward to hearing you live. (beat) Where are the others? NAILS They're not here yet moruti. PASTOR JEFF Tell them I said well done. Wait. Silly me. I'll just call them. He whips out his phone and walks out, humming the tune he just heard, big smile on his face. Tooth basks in the momentary glory until -- it hits him. He BOLTS out after Jeff, scattering the pots and pans. LUNGI (PRE-LAP) Sorry moruti. What's that again? EXT. STREET - DAY LUNGI, dressed like Kenny Kunene - is on the phone. PASTOR JEFF (on the phone) Your recording. That was very good work. Sounded great. LUNGI Oh really? I sounded great? Which song? PASTOR JEFF Kehtla Hopa Kadiyakhla. The confusion disappears from Lungi's face. He's starting to enjoy the attention. LUNGI Oh yeah yeah yeah. That was me. So what did you think of that little run I did at the end? Wasn't planned. That was just me. PASTOR JEFF It was fantatic. INT. CHURCH CORRIDOR - DAY PASTOR JEFF (into phone) All of it was great. Looking forward to seeing you all this afternoon. TOOTH races up behind him. TOOTH Moruti. I er-- Jeff hangs up, turns to Tooth, all energetic. TOOTH (CONT'D) I think maybe you mustn't call the others-- (off Jeff's bewilderment) You might just stress them out. Jeff registers comprehension. JEFF Of course. Performance anxiety. Got you. Gives Tooth a wink and a pat on the back just as-- LINDI turns the corner in time to catch this moment. Jeff trots off, humming Kehtla Hopa Kadiyakhla. He goes past Lindi, gives her a smile and a nod. ON Lindi, trying to process all this. She turns to Tooth, perplexed. TOOTH (off her look) He's excited about the performance this afternoon. LINDI Wasn't it called off? TOOTH Sort of. Not really. Yeah. (off her puzzlement) Mamela. He gives the earbuds and Nails's phone. Her face lights up in surprise. LINDI Wow! Is that you guys? (beat) That's really good work guys. TOOTH Kejive. I have a song but no group. (beat, off her look) They all walked out on me. It was my fault. Jeff's going to moere me when he finds out. LINDI I wish I could help. Tooth considers this for a beat. TOOTH Can't you? Or won't you. I've seen you watching us at every rehearsal. And that just hangs there for a few seconds. She bites her lip. TOOTH (CONT'D) Hade. That was unfair. Didn't mean it like that. LINDI No, you're right. At least you've tried. I've just chickened because-- She trails off. Tooth edges closer. TOOTH I miss you Lindi. I miss hearing you sing -- When I could hear you sing every day--I wished that could last forever. The moment is charged. Sparks of their old chemistry. He edges towards her-- SAM (O.S.) Ahem-- Tooth turns around to find SAM blinking at them. Awkward moment. SAM (CONT'D) You're actually needed back in the kitchen Tooth. Someone put butter in the pap so you guys have to go buy more mealie meal and start over. He gives them one last inquisitive blink, skitters off. The moment broken, Lindi turns and hurries away. Tooth watches her go, not sure what could've happened. EXT. STREET - DAY LUNGI's on the phone. LUNGI So I was like yeah Pastor Jeff. You know how we do. (chuckles) Dude was like so looking forward to seeing me perform, T. Even had to hang up on him. TARYN You what? LUNGI Hang up. I was respectful though. TARYN Could you get over yourself for once? You said we're performing this afternoon? LUNGI No Pastor Jeff said. Why you getting so mad girl. It was about damn time someone 'round here-- hello? Hello? Damn! She's hung up on him. Lungi's shrugs -- Hater's gonna hate. INT. CHURCH KITCHEN - DAY SAM's in the kitchen tasting the pap. He smells it, bites. Rolls it around his mouth. Closes his eyes. Ah, so good. His phone RINGS, breaking his moment. TARYN Listen you. The performance is on this afternoon. You'd better be there. SAM Taryn. But I thought you walked out and it got cancelled and-- TARYN You thought nothing. Call the rest of your nerd friends and cancel whatever you had planned this afternoon. SAM It was our Animal Planet meeting. We'd rented mating habits of the porcupine. That's so unfair -- hello? Hello? Taryn? She's hung up on him. Sam sulks, grabs a huge lump of pap and chucks it in his mouth. INT. CHURCH AUDITORIUM � DAY A BUNCH OF FORMS are on JEFF's lap. CUT WIDE to reveals JEFF and TITUS seated in the auditorium. Jeff glances at his watch, edgy. TITUS is annoyed. TITUS Let's go. They're wasting our time. PASTOR JEFF A cake tastes better after it's cooled, Titus. Patience. TITUS The sunday bulletin won't print itself. We've given them ten minutes already -- The doors FLING wide and TOOTH, NIKI, NAILS and THEMBI burst in. NIKI Well soo-rry if I didn't sweep properly. We've got a butler for that. THEMBI How's about we sweep tomorrow. I've got a psych report on wunga smoking due. And I've got like thirty volunteers. The girls stop, surprised to see Titus and Jeff. Tooth and Nails take it all in stride. NAILS (welcoming) Men of God. TITUS You're late. Where are the others? TOOTH The others?-- Aren't they here yet? TITUS Does it look like it? Tooth and Nails glance at each other for an awkward beat. We see the moment Tooth decides to give up and come clean. TOOTH The thing is moruti-- The doors BLAST open. TARYN ... why must you guys always make me late for everything. LUNGI It was ten percent off on the carvelas. I couldn't just leave. SAM, LUNGI and TARYN stumble in. SAM drags his feet, locks eyes with Titus. He shrugs in resignation -- he tried. Titus glowers. Jeff brightens. TOOTH Here they are moruti. The full team. NAILS We're ready. NIKI Ready for what? She looks from face to face. It dawns on her. NIKI (CONT'D) But didn't you like say we were supposed to sweep this place again? TARYN Oh, so you just seem to be lying to everyone now, hey. TOOTH Bafwethu. I just needed to get you all together so we could do this thing we all want to do guys. We'll still have to clean this place anyways. THEMBI Oh I get it. Classic withdrawal from reality by creating an escapist fantasy. SAM Psych major? THEMBI No. Celebrity Rehab with Doctor Drew. Tooth nods to Nails. Nails crosses to the PA system. Plugs his phone in. MUSIC PERMEATES through the space. Confused looks. That sounds like them. TOOTH Just like we rehearsed guys. The music CUTS TO INSTRUMENTAL. Nails takes the stage. NAILS Come guys. Let's do this. THE GROUP takes one look at the scowling Titus, the expectant Jeff. Taryn gets onto the stage. Niki, Thembi and Lungi follow. A hesitant Sam is the last on stage. Tooth clambers up and CONDUCTS them. TOOTH One two three. Yeah! They break into the song SEAMLESSLY. MUSICAL NUMBER: After a few beats an up tempo beat kicks in and the Group starts moving to the music, a spontaneous dance routine, that's well orchestrated and choreographed in our world of musical prodigies. Even Sam minimizes his bad dancing. Pastor Jeff smiles. It's way better LIVE. Suddenly-- A vivacious, soulful voice JOINS IN the harmony. They all look up at the door to see-- LINDI Walking into the auditorium. Singing her heart out. Not missing a beat. Not faltering on any note. She blends in beautifully with the rest of them (even if this is the first time she's singing the song). Perfectly acceptable in our world of prodigies. The Group gladly makes space for her on the stage. Jeff casts a glance at Titus. Titus's face is a mask of betrayal. Embarrassment. Humiliation. Rage. He storms out. Lindi's smile disappears. But she sings on. And on. Nothing and no one will stop her from doing what she wants. From chasing her dream. Jeff witnesses this little exchange and shrugs. What else can he do? He enjoys what's left of the music, dancing as only he can - Madiba style. The song ends. Jeff breaks into applause. He's only one man but he makes up for it with his sheer emotional intensity. PASTOR JEFF Bravo! Finally! A Praise and Worship team! The Group beams, and bows. PASTOR JEFF (CONT'D) I was touched. I was moved. I was-- I was -- TOOTH About to sign the forms moruti. Jeff smiles. Picks up the forms. The Group hi-five each other. PASTOR JEFF (reading off the forms) Team name? Silence. Their minds are whirring. No one had thought about this before.-- NAILS Remix! Everyone turns and stares at Nails. He meets their stares, confident. NAILS (CONT'D) That's what we're all about. Remixing the old to make something new. The others nod. It makes sense. Jeff considers this for a second. PASTOR JEFF I like it. Remix. Sounds catchy. Remix it is. He scribbles on the forms for a beat. Stands up. PASTOR JEFF (CONT'D) Well done people. You have made me very proud today. I have full faith that you will give it your all and bring Youth Harvest, National Praise and Worship Competition Glory. A round of applause to Tooth. (to Tooth) Thank you for believing son. Tooth takes a bow. The newly-born REMIX whoop and cheer and hug each other. Pats on Tooth's back -- "Sho Tooth", "Ta mfethu", "You rock babe". Out on Nails. Forcing a smile, looking hard done by. EXT. STREET - DAY TOOTH and NAILS walk out the gate. Tooth is cheerful. Whistling. On top of the world. Nails trudges along, stonily silent. TOOTH En nou? What's with you? Nails looks away. TOOTH (CONT'D) I've known you seven years chief. Don't start with those tendencies. The dam breaks. NAILS Why's it always you Tooth? Why can't you say, just for once, it was my idea. My plan that worked. TOOTH Hau. Next you'll want me to say I love you. Must I bring you flowers and chocolates too. Tooth laughs out loud. Nails regards him for a beat. NAILS You just don't get it. TOOTH Get what? That we're sitting on gold? That we've got an amazing plan that's starting to work? What's there to get? Nails levels him with a stare. TOOTH (CONT'D) Check. We've got everyone sold on this. We record their songs. Keep the rights. And we're flying jo. He saunters off, beaming. TOOTH (CONT'D) We'll record a platinum album and sell gold. Remember? Out on Nails - shaking his head in disbelief. INT. PASTOR TITUS' OFFICE � DAY Dark. Dreary. Uninviting. LINDI steps in with a trace of timidity. LINDI Yes Pa. You called me? The swivel chair swings round to reveal TITUS. He levels her with a frown. Lindi panics, knowing exactly what's coming. LINDI (CONT'D) Pa I had to do it. Singing is everything to me. Can't you see that? I don't want to become a deaconness papa. That's not-- He holds up a hand, cutting her off. TITUS If you stay with that group, you can't stay in my house. You decide. Lindi gapes at him, stunned. And we milk this moment for all it's worth as we-- FADE TO BLACK. END ACT FIVE