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Cry Freedom Page #5
- PG
- Year:
- 1987
- 157 min
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- What the hell are you doing here?
- We want to see her passbook.
- It's all right, master.
- At this time of night?
That's when they have
their boyfriends in.
You're talking to a
married woman, and I...
Master, I'll find it.
- We've asked this Bantu female...
- Woman! Bastard.
She's a woman,
not a Bantu female.
We can question Bantu any time.
It's our job.
There may be an
illegal male in there.
You're on my property.
Ach... you think you're a big editor
who can get away with anything.
I think I'm a man who's found
two intruders in his back yard.
Master...
Kom, Kobus.
We'll see about this.
Go on, piss off.
- You all right?
- Yes, master. Thank you.
Sipo can bring the children
here whenever you want.
Yes, master.
You're mad, Donald Woods.
I'm also shaking like a leaf.
- Get your own strawberry.
- If I got strawberry,
then you wouldn't be able
to taste my chocolate.
I was just being considerate,
you know?
You have a little of mine
and I'll have a little of yours.
What's the matter?
Ken!
Ken, be careful!
They may just beat him up to try
and scare him off the paper,...
...but it's more pressure
they're putting on.
I'm afraid they'll use him as an
example so that no other black...
- God, what the hell are you doing?
- I want to know about Mapetla. Hi.
- This is my country. I go where I like.
- Oh, yes. Did you drive yourself here?
No, no.
Peter's driving.
I put Harold Levy on it,
but they wouldn't tell him anything.
Sit down.
Cape Town in a couple of days.
When I come through I'll drop off what
I want to write about the arrest. Thanks.
Maybe you'll publish it?
- Cape Town, Steve...
- You must be out of your mind.
Well, it's a...
it's a meeting of black students there.
An important one.
And before they take a stand I want
them to hear what I have to say.
Right, we'll print the news
of Tenjy's arrest.
We'll put it on the front page.
What's up, boss?
Mapetla's dead.
They claim he hanged
himself in his cell.
I'm going to remake
the front page.
- Donald Woods.
- Hello, Donald.
A piece of news.
The day before Mapetla died,...
prisoner a puppet of Mapetla...
...hanging from a string.
Sh*t.
Steve, I don't know
what to say.
Just say that some day
justice will be done.
And let's hope it will not
be visited on the innocent.
You shouldn't
go to Cape Town.
It's too dangerous.
It's a dangerous country.
Keys and papers, eh.
I can't get the bloody
thing open.
- What you got in there?
- Nothing.
- What's wrong?
- I think they got something in here.
Out!
Papers.
What's your name, Kaffir?
- It's there in the book.
- Say it!
Say your name!
Bantu Stephen Biko.
18TH AUGUST 1977
11TH SEPTEMBER 1977
I think...
I think he should
see a specialist.
Could he be shamming?
The extensor plantar reflex...
...indicates a possible
lesion on the brain.
- Could he be shamming?
- You can't sham a reflex, sir.
And the lumbar puncture
...revealed an excess of red
blood cells in the spinal fluid.
Well, that also points to...
Well, it's a possible sign
Has he eaten, Sergeant?
Gone to the toilet?
No, not today.
He must be seen
by a specialist.
We'll take him to the police
hospital in Pretoria.
But that's 700 miles.
He might escape from the hospital here.
I want him in a police hospital.
Open up.
Go by way of Seymour.
If you take breaks, one man stays
with Biko all the time. Goodbye.
PRETORIA,
12TH SEPTEMBER 1977,
STEVE BIKO:
DIES IN CUSTODY:
So Biko's death
leaves me cold!
He died after a hunger strike!
Mr. Chairman!
Mr. Chairman!
Mr. Chairman, I commend the
minister for being so democratic,
that he gives prisoners the democratic
right to starve themselves.
I suppose one feels
sorry for any death.
about my own death.
How did you get permission?
I didn't. If I asked, it would tip them off,
and they might move him.
I've checked the law.
I don't think they'll dare stop us.
But this is a special case.
There's been no inquest yet.
- I'm afraid there's no possibility...
- Not special at all.
The law is quite clear.
The next of kin have a right
to see the deceased.
Now, Mr. Biko's death has caused
enough uproar in the press already,...
...but if you'd like to create another issue
for the front page, I'll be happy to comply.
Steve.
Steve...
What have they done to you?
We must hurry, Ntsiki,
before he notifies the police.
Don't let them frighten you,
Mr. Woods.
All right.
From every angle.
His whole body.
You and Wendy will come
to the funeral, won't you?
Well, would his
other friends...
Would we be welcome?
Yes, Donald.
You and Wendy are
our brother and sister.
We are here to mourn one
of the great men of Africa.
Power!
I love Steve Biko, but I hate
Even today, the day
of Steve Biko's funeral,
they have turned back thousands
who sought to come here simply
But we are here!
I hate the system...
...but I welcome all South Africans
who join with us today...
...in mourning the man
who gave us all faith
in the kind of country
The kind of country
South Africa will be...
...when all men are judged
as human beings,
as equal members
of God's family.
And towards this day...
...when the isolation
that creates hostility...
...becomes the closeness that
permits friendship and love,...
...let us all join in
the song of Africa...
...that Steve Biko
cherished as we do.
Nkosi sikelel' iAfrika
Maluphakanyisw'
uphondo lwayo
Yizwa imithandazo yethu
Nkosi sikelela
Nkosi sikelela
Do you understand
the words?
Yes, it's a...
"God bless Africa.
Raise up her name. "
"Hear our prayers,
and bless us. "
Nkosi Sikelela
Thina lusapho lwayo
Morena boloka
setjhaba sa heso
O fedise dintwa
la matshwenyeho
Morena boloka
setjhaba sa heso
O fedise dintwa
la matshwenyeho
O se boloke
O se boloke
O se boloke
O se boloke
Setjhaba sa heso
Setjhaba sa Afrika
Setjhaba sa Afrika
Power!
The fact is that Biko had
gone on a hunger strike.
We tried to feed him by intravenous drip,
with a tube in his arm.
I don't know about these things.
I'm not a doctor.
That was the minister of police,
Mr. Kruger, speaking from his home.
Yes, hello.
Is that you, Donald?
All right, you traitor.
You black-loving b*tch.
We know you're alone.
We're coming to get you.
Mum, I can't sleep.
Was that Dad?
No.
More threats.
Police?
They're the only ones
we know are doing it.
When Daddy gets back
from Johannesburg,
we ought to put a tape-recording
machine on the telephone,
and then print what
they say in the paper.
There'd have to be a lot
of blanks and dashes.
Well, I'm going downstairs
to make some coffee.
No, don't go.
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