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Remix - Episode 1

“REMIX”

Episode #: 1

“A SECOND CHANCE”

WRITTEN BY

Fidel Namisi

SUMMARY

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.

FIRST DRAFT

October 12th, 2012

Coal Stove Pictures 3 Stiemens Street, Braamfontein JHB

011 403 1446 (082) 2909093 fidel@coalstove.co.za 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