0:01:09 > 0:01:11It is a city built on hills.
0:01:12 > 0:01:14And once you are leaving,
0:01:14 > 0:01:19you can see that these hills have shaped the feeling of this place.
0:01:20 > 0:01:24The sun rises and sets behind them
0:01:24 > 0:01:27at the same hour every day.
0:01:27 > 0:01:32And every day is summer here.
0:01:32 > 0:01:35And once your sun is setting,
0:01:35 > 0:01:39you can see that your life was also built on hills.
0:01:39 > 0:01:44Your eyes faced up to plan your path,
0:01:44 > 0:01:49and down to trace the route you took.
0:01:49 > 0:01:51You see,
0:01:51 > 0:01:54there was no hot without cold -
0:01:54 > 0:01:57no dry without the rain.
0:01:58 > 0:02:03And from the landscape of this place,
0:02:03 > 0:02:08you take great comfort in all its, er, softness,
0:02:08 > 0:02:11and, er, roughness and harshness and...
0:02:11 > 0:02:12light.
0:02:15 > 0:02:22At the bottom of the hill is a man who decides he will climb no longer,
0:02:22 > 0:02:27a man who decides he no longer has a place in this world.
0:02:27 > 0:02:29As the heat rises one morning,
0:02:29 > 0:02:34he waits until his sons and daughters have left the family home.
0:02:34 > 0:02:38And he plans to hang himself.
0:02:50 > 0:02:52Er, do any of you people know how to tie a knot?
0:02:53 > 0:02:55A noose.
0:02:55 > 0:02:57Anyone?
0:02:57 > 0:02:58Do you know? Anyone? No?
0:03:13 > 0:03:15SINGING IN LUGANDA LANGUAGE
0:03:37 > 0:03:39ELECTRICITY CRACKLES
0:03:46 > 0:03:49I think you have heard enough of this rubbishness, eh?
0:03:49 > 0:03:52HE SPEAKS IN LUGANDA What are you doing up there?
0:03:52 > 0:03:55I was, er, attempting to clean the cobwebs here.
0:03:55 > 0:03:58Ah! It does not look like you are cleaning cobwebs.
0:03:58 > 0:03:59Please...
0:03:59 > 0:04:02Please, sit down, I will take it from here.
0:04:02 > 0:04:05I am feeling I no longer have a place in this world.
0:04:05 > 0:04:08Ah, this motherfucker is so boring, eh?
0:04:08 > 0:04:10I'm telling you, it's not the true side of Africa.
0:04:10 > 0:04:14People dancing, full of joy together in this beautiful Garden of Eden.
0:04:14 > 0:04:16HE SPEAKS IN LUGANDA
0:04:16 > 0:04:18- This is your craft. - Er, yes!
0:04:18 > 0:04:20- Uganda, eh? - Please...
0:04:20 > 0:04:22Some of these are very strange, eh?
0:04:22 > 0:04:24The one with the dancing people is nice,
0:04:24 > 0:04:26but the other ones, you should throw them away.
0:04:26 > 0:04:27I will consider your advice.
0:04:27 > 0:04:31You should take it from me, as I am a god and above all others.
0:04:31 > 0:04:32Oh, she's a god(!)
0:04:32 > 0:04:35I am Toki, the African goddess.
0:04:35 > 0:04:365,000 years of age -
0:04:36 > 0:04:39and still I'm looking good for it, eh?
0:04:40 > 0:04:41Toki?
0:04:41 > 0:04:43Uh-huh. Like ticky-tocky, eh? The clock is ticking.
0:04:43 > 0:04:46- Hmm? - Please, leave me alone.
0:04:46 > 0:04:49You think these people wish to hear your pretty poems?
0:04:49 > 0:04:52- This is not a pretty poem! - Then what do you think it is?
0:04:52 > 0:04:55This is a man who's feeling... a great sadness.
0:04:55 > 0:04:58Ah! What sadness?
0:04:58 > 0:05:00A feeling that he no longer has a place in this world.
0:05:02 > 0:05:06I am an African god, and I can tell you that you DO have a place!
0:05:06 > 0:05:09As does every everybody.
0:05:09 > 0:05:12So stop all this pouring-pouring sand, being miserable,
0:05:12 > 0:05:14and go home and eat some porridge or something, eh?
0:05:14 > 0:05:17I think you're a drunk young lady, much less an African god.
0:05:17 > 0:05:18Ah!
0:05:18 > 0:05:23Could a drunk young lady tell you that your mother's name was, mmm...
0:05:23 > 0:05:25Rosemary, hm?
0:05:25 > 0:05:27Or the nickname she called you - mmm...
0:05:27 > 0:05:29Mosi, hm?
0:05:29 > 0:05:31You see, I've got his attention now, eh?
0:05:31 > 0:05:35Or could a drunk young lady raise one of these people to their feet
0:05:35 > 0:05:38and get them to sing a Luganda song from your country?
0:05:38 > 0:05:40And what do you know about my country?
0:05:40 > 0:05:43Everything there is to know, I know.
0:05:43 > 0:05:45Now, which one of these pretty people will I choose?
0:05:45 > 0:05:47Hello, pretty lady! Are you OK?
0:05:47 > 0:05:49Oh, nice to see you, eh?
0:05:49 > 0:05:52Hello, my friend, you OK? You are Scottish, eh? OK!
0:05:52 > 0:05:54Yimba!
0:05:54 > 0:05:57HE SINGS IN LUGANDA
0:06:03 > 0:06:05Hey, yes!
0:06:05 > 0:06:07Good, so brilliant and wonderful, eh?
0:06:07 > 0:06:10What's happening here?
0:06:10 > 0:06:12Wow.
0:06:12 > 0:06:13Wow, that was amazing.
0:06:13 > 0:06:14That was... That was!
0:06:14 > 0:06:18The African tongue, it feels nice inside your mouth, eh?
0:06:18 > 0:06:22Because I'm feeling I no longer have a place in this world,
0:06:22 > 0:06:24I must end myself.
0:06:24 > 0:06:26What shameful road are you walking?
0:06:26 > 0:06:28The road is at an end.
0:06:28 > 0:06:31What African brother dishonours the gods in such a way?
0:06:31 > 0:06:34You don't have a hold over me.
0:06:34 > 0:06:37Shall I remind you now of a man who ends himself, hm?
0:06:37 > 0:06:40And the consequences of this despicable act?
0:06:40 > 0:06:42I find this fascinating...
0:06:42 > 0:06:43Eh!
0:06:43 > 0:06:44Yimba!
0:06:44 > 0:06:45THEY SING IN LUGANDA
0:06:47 > 0:06:48Yimba!
0:06:48 > 0:06:51THEY SING LOUDER
0:06:51 > 0:06:53Yimba, yimba!
0:06:57 > 0:06:58Yimba!
0:07:20 > 0:07:22"The man who killed himself."
0:07:22 > 0:07:27Allow the light and sound to convey you to the city of Kampala,
0:07:27 > 0:07:31the city built on hills and blah, blah, blah, whatever he said.
0:07:31 > 0:07:34The grasshopper making the grasshopper sound, "Chika-chik,"
0:07:34 > 0:07:37as the sun begins to set over the city.
0:07:45 > 0:07:47From the time that I was very young,
0:07:47 > 0:07:50and at the beginning of life's long journey,
0:07:50 > 0:07:53I realised that what sustains and nurtures me and my brothers
0:07:53 > 0:07:57and father and friends and everyone we know is our community.
0:07:57 > 0:07:58What are you doing?
0:07:58 > 0:08:00Here, every someone knows everyone here,
0:08:00 > 0:08:02and every everyone is a part of the same someone.
0:08:02 > 0:08:03Agnes!
0:08:03 > 0:08:05Now we will meet your daughter Agnes, hm?
0:08:05 > 0:08:07It is important to keep her in your thoughts
0:08:07 > 0:08:09at this time of great sadness.
0:08:09 > 0:08:10You are nothing like my daughter.
0:08:10 > 0:08:12And you are nothing like you.
0:08:15 > 0:08:17Taata.
0:08:17 > 0:08:19Agnes!
0:08:19 > 0:08:21There was a someone in this town of ours
0:08:21 > 0:08:24who found he was scared to live.
0:08:24 > 0:08:25Life can be hard -
0:08:25 > 0:08:29when you work too hard, when you are bitten by a tsetse fly.
0:08:29 > 0:08:31When you are slim.
0:08:31 > 0:08:34But here we are in the Garden of Eden.
0:08:34 > 0:08:35Who would want to leave this place?
0:08:35 > 0:08:39THEY SING IN LUGANDA
0:08:53 > 0:08:55- Agnes! - Taata.
0:08:55 > 0:08:57What those people are doing in Eleanor's house?
0:08:57 > 0:08:58Huh?
0:08:58 > 0:09:00Which people?
0:09:00 > 0:09:01MAN SPEAKS IN LUGANDA
0:09:01 > 0:09:02Something wrong?
0:09:02 > 0:09:05THEY SPEAK IN LUGANDA
0:09:11 > 0:09:12Yes.
0:09:12 > 0:09:14It's best to let the children know
0:09:14 > 0:09:16than listen to fairy stories.
0:09:16 > 0:09:18I will tell my daughter now.
0:09:18 > 0:09:20Er, Agnes...
0:09:22 > 0:09:26The father of Eleanor was cut from strange wood.
0:09:26 > 0:09:27He was a weak man.
0:09:27 > 0:09:29HE SPEAKS IN LUGANDA
0:09:29 > 0:09:35Er, he lived always apart, and now he stays apart.
0:09:35 > 0:09:36HE SPITS
0:09:36 > 0:09:39Apart from Eleanor and her brothers and sisters,
0:09:39 > 0:09:42and from you and from me and from everybody.
0:09:42 > 0:09:45Taata, he was lazy.
0:09:45 > 0:09:46Lazy?
0:09:46 > 0:09:47Why?
0:09:47 > 0:09:48Because he was sleeping in the air.
0:09:48 > 0:09:50Sleeping in the air?
0:09:50 > 0:09:51He was not sleeping.
0:09:51 > 0:09:55This morning, while I was fetching water, I passed Eleanor,
0:09:55 > 0:09:58and she told me her father was sleeping in the kitchen in the air,
0:09:58 > 0:10:01with a necktie around him and swinging in his sleep.
0:10:01 > 0:10:05When she told him to wake, he did not wake, and stayed sleeping there.
0:10:05 > 0:10:08She said she thought he was playing a joke.
0:10:08 > 0:10:10No joke.
0:10:10 > 0:10:12And because of this, he will not sleep.
0:10:12 > 0:10:14He will roam like a wild dog.
0:10:14 > 0:10:16I will tell her.
0:10:16 > 0:10:19He will never meet the ancestors.
0:10:19 > 0:10:23I think he's a good man. I think he's lazy.
0:10:23 > 0:10:25I think Eleanor loves her father very much.
0:10:25 > 0:10:27If your father did the same, you would curse him.
0:10:27 > 0:10:29My father is not lazy.
0:10:29 > 0:10:31HE SPEAKS IN LUGANDA
0:10:31 > 0:10:35For what he has done, he will pay a long price.
0:10:35 > 0:10:36Because what has he done?
0:10:36 > 0:10:39He has left us and gone his own way.
0:10:39 > 0:10:42My brother, bring her to the house and we will show her the way of it.
0:10:42 > 0:10:44- No. - His own way where?
0:10:44 > 0:10:46He has gone to...a silent land.
0:10:46 > 0:10:47Come to the house.
0:10:47 > 0:10:49I want to come to the house.
0:10:49 > 0:10:52He life was squeezed away by his own hand.
0:10:52 > 0:10:54That is why he's hanging there -
0:10:54 > 0:10:57not sleeping, and not waking.
0:10:57 > 0:10:59For ever. Do you understand?
0:10:59 > 0:11:00Uh-huh.
0:11:00 > 0:11:05Only the gods can grant us life, and so who are we to take it?
0:11:05 > 0:11:08The ancestors are angry at this.
0:11:08 > 0:11:11Put the young ones to bed, and bring her to the house to watch.
0:11:11 > 0:11:13Hm?
0:11:15 > 0:11:16I want to see.
0:11:17 > 0:11:20DRUMMING
0:11:34 > 0:11:36THEY SPEAK IN LUGANDA
0:11:51 > 0:11:53Eleanor,
0:11:53 > 0:11:54see your dad?
0:11:54 > 0:11:56HE SPEAKS IN LUGANDA
0:11:56 > 0:11:59THEY CHANT IN LUGANDA
0:12:17 > 0:12:19MAN SHOUTS
0:12:19 > 0:12:21Shh.
0:12:21 > 0:12:24ALL CHANT
0:12:31 > 0:12:33HE WHISTLES
0:12:40 > 0:12:44Taata, I did not know Sylvester was a bad man.
0:12:44 > 0:12:45Go to Eleanor.
0:12:48 > 0:12:51THEY SING IN LUGANDA
0:12:54 > 0:12:57Do you know what happened to this Eleanor
0:12:57 > 0:12:59after her father ends himself, hm?
0:12:59 > 0:13:03She is sent with her brother and two sisters to live with their uncle,
0:13:03 > 0:13:06who lives with dirty hair and dirty clothes,
0:13:06 > 0:13:09and smells always of gin.
0:13:09 > 0:13:13They live in a dark and lonely house beside the riverbed,
0:13:13 > 0:13:15where even the river has run dry.
0:13:15 > 0:13:20And the very air surrounding them is rancid with the stench of death.
0:13:20 > 0:13:22I believe she lives quite well,
0:13:22 > 0:13:24and she goes to school, and she does well there.
0:13:24 > 0:13:25Er, no, no.
0:13:25 > 0:13:27She does well nowhere.
0:13:27 > 0:13:29I believe there was a darkness in this man,
0:13:29 > 0:13:32and there was a reason for the darkness in this man.
0:13:32 > 0:13:34KALIMBA PLAYS
0:13:59 > 0:14:03"The man who received some news."
0:14:24 > 0:14:27Strictly speaking,
0:14:27 > 0:14:30it is a syndrome rather than a disease.
0:14:30 > 0:14:33The future will be characterised by cycles.
0:14:34 > 0:14:36Downwards, and then up.
0:14:37 > 0:14:40Darkness, and then light.
0:14:42 > 0:14:44Weakness, and then strength.
0:14:44 > 0:14:47It is a future built on hills.
0:14:56 > 0:14:58KALIMBA PLAYS
0:15:01 > 0:15:03Thank you, Doctor.
0:15:08 > 0:15:13# Ooooh-ooo-oooh
0:15:15 > 0:15:20# Yeah-ee-yeah, ee-yeah, yeah
0:15:20 > 0:15:23# Can't hear the forgotten
0:15:23 > 0:15:27# For all the days that are gone-ee
0:15:27 > 0:15:30# Can't feel the long-ee no pain
0:15:30 > 0:15:33# When your ones cannot carry on
0:15:33 > 0:15:39# The forgotten people, oh, whoa-oh
0:15:40 > 0:15:46# The forgotten people, oh, whoa-oh
0:15:46 > 0:15:51# Oooh, oh-oh-oh
0:15:51 > 0:15:58# Never come home-home
0:15:58 > 0:16:01# On a dusty road-ee
0:16:01 > 0:16:05# With a heavy load-ee
0:16:05 > 0:16:08# Counting down the days-ee
0:16:08 > 0:16:13# Since the people betrayed-ee
0:16:13 > 0:16:16# Child, a child cries
0:16:16 > 0:16:18# "I want to go home"
0:16:20 > 0:16:22# No mummy, no daddy
0:16:22 > 0:16:26# Lie still by the side of the road
0:16:26 > 0:16:33# The forgotten people, oh, whoa-oh
0:16:33 > 0:16:40# The forgotten people, oh, whoa-oh
0:16:40 > 0:16:44# Ooh, oh-oh-oh
0:16:44 > 0:16:51# Never come home-home. #
0:16:57 > 0:16:58MAN WHISTLES
0:17:19 > 0:17:21Hello, my friend.
0:17:21 > 0:17:24How are you, eh?
0:17:24 > 0:17:26Good.
0:17:26 > 0:17:27Mango, eh?
0:17:27 > 0:17:32You know, the core of a mango is like the head of a family, no?
0:17:32 > 0:17:34I love mango, man.
0:17:37 > 0:17:40Sad again, eh? I will tell you a joke.
0:17:43 > 0:17:44What?
0:17:44 > 0:17:46OK.
0:17:46 > 0:17:47Knock-knock.
0:17:49 > 0:17:51Knock-knock! SHE KNOCKS
0:17:51 > 0:17:53Who is there?
0:17:53 > 0:17:55Nobody.
0:17:55 > 0:17:57Nobody?
0:17:57 > 0:17:58Nobody who?
0:18:05 > 0:18:10Just nobody! There's nobody there, they cannot answer.
0:18:10 > 0:18:11It's a good one, eh?
0:18:13 > 0:18:15You like that one, eh? I like that joke.
0:18:19 > 0:18:21Let me see this knife, hm?
0:18:21 > 0:18:22Knives are kind of boring,
0:18:22 > 0:18:24I don't know why you're carrying around this one.
0:18:26 > 0:18:28Hey, my brothers, how are you?
0:18:28 > 0:18:30CHEERING AND SHOUTING
0:18:30 > 0:18:31Good to see you again!
0:18:32 > 0:18:38THEY LAUGH AND TALK IN LUGANDA
0:18:48 > 0:18:51How are you, Danny?
0:18:51 > 0:18:53How are you?
0:18:53 > 0:18:56THEY CONTINUE IN LUGANDA
0:19:02 > 0:19:03Thank you.
0:19:21 > 0:19:25THEY CONTINUE IN LUGANDA
0:19:29 > 0:19:32Oh, somebody!
0:19:32 > 0:19:33That I know.
0:19:33 > 0:19:36# I don't know!
0:19:36 > 0:19:39# Too much trouble!
0:19:39 > 0:19:42# I know who you are
0:19:42 > 0:19:44# I know who you ah-are
0:19:44 > 0:19:47# I've waited for you, Daniel, oh
0:19:47 > 0:19:48# I know who you are... #
0:19:48 > 0:19:50Can you help me to tie this noose?
0:19:50 > 0:19:53Sir, can you help me?! Do you know how to tie a noose?
0:19:53 > 0:19:55SHOUTS OVER SINGING: Do you know how to tie a noose?!
0:19:55 > 0:19:56Can someone help me?!
0:19:56 > 0:19:59MUSIC STARTS
0:20:00 > 0:20:03Welcome to the party, eh?
0:20:03 > 0:20:05Let's get this cracking now!
0:20:05 > 0:20:08Hey, there's our friend Ashamala, with the blue jersey!
0:20:08 > 0:20:11Hello! Are you OK?
0:20:11 > 0:20:12OK. Daniel, say hello.
0:20:12 > 0:20:14Don't be so antisocial.
0:20:14 > 0:20:15Daniel says hello! OK.
0:20:15 > 0:20:16Yes, thank you.
0:20:16 > 0:20:19Oh, there's your husband, OK, hello, yes.
0:20:19 > 0:20:20Your beard is growing fast!
0:20:20 > 0:20:23What are you taking, eh? You are taking something!
0:20:23 > 0:20:26Daniel says hi. He says hi.
0:20:26 > 0:20:27Come on! Come on!
0:20:34 > 0:20:36THEY CHEER
0:20:43 > 0:20:44THEY GROAN
0:20:44 > 0:20:48Oh, no, another Ugandan power cut.
0:20:48 > 0:20:51This is the second one today.
0:20:51 > 0:20:54Oh, the life of an African is very hard.
0:20:54 > 0:20:57Give us a moment to adjust, find the candles and, um...
0:20:57 > 0:20:59you know, find a way, you know?
0:20:59 > 0:21:02It's quite a long scene transition, so...
0:21:02 > 0:21:05But we do what we can, you know?
0:21:05 > 0:21:08Oh, my goodness, the life, the life is hard.
0:21:08 > 0:21:10Can you find the candles?!
0:21:10 > 0:21:12Daniel!
0:21:12 > 0:21:13OK.
0:21:13 > 0:21:15One second, OK.
0:21:30 > 0:21:31I don't know if it's dried-up mud
0:21:31 > 0:21:35or puddles splashing from the buses and cars.
0:21:35 > 0:21:39Yesterday all over his shirt and today all over his shoes, too.
0:21:43 > 0:21:44Taata, why smiling?
0:21:44 > 0:21:48She is doing well, this older sister.
0:21:48 > 0:21:51Cares for her troublesome siblings.
0:21:51 > 0:21:53That is true, but they do not care for me.
0:21:53 > 0:21:57They care only about mess and making more mess.
0:21:57 > 0:21:59Leave them now, I'll clean them later.
0:21:59 > 0:22:01Leave them!
0:22:01 > 0:22:03Why are you not at the market?
0:22:03 > 0:22:05Come here to me.
0:22:11 > 0:22:15See, I have bought some wax and some canvas here.
0:22:15 > 0:22:19Christopher I bargained with very well, as you can see,
0:22:19 > 0:22:23and he gave me double what he normally gives,
0:22:23 > 0:22:27which is good, I think, because it means that now
0:22:27 > 0:22:30I can have double the time, double the work.
0:22:30 > 0:22:33Why suddenly now double everything?
0:22:33 > 0:22:36Because now I will stay here and work...
0:22:36 > 0:22:40and maybe you will go to the market.
0:22:41 > 0:22:44You wish me to sell your batiks for you?
0:22:44 > 0:22:45You wish to craft?
0:22:45 > 0:22:46No.
0:22:46 > 0:22:50Well then, I will craft and you will sell.
0:22:50 > 0:22:54Taata, why not crafting in the morning and selling in the afternoon?
0:22:54 > 0:22:55And you?
0:22:55 > 0:22:57I will go to school.
0:22:57 > 0:23:01But I thought you were the big good sister and the daughter of the house?
0:23:01 > 0:23:03Taata, I am, but I want to go to school.
0:23:03 > 0:23:05Agnes...
0:23:05 > 0:23:08Taata, you should craft in the morning and sell in the afternoon.
0:23:10 > 0:23:12Agnes...
0:23:14 > 0:23:19Now I will rest in the morning and craft in the afternoon.
0:23:20 > 0:23:21Rest?
0:23:24 > 0:23:28We knew, I think, that these times may come.
0:23:28 > 0:23:30And now they have come.
0:23:39 > 0:23:41Taata, I will sell for you.
0:24:55 > 0:24:57MUSIC STRIKES UP
0:24:59 > 0:25:01# Bambye-yeah
0:25:01 > 0:25:03# Oh-oh-oh
0:25:03 > 0:25:04# Oh-o-oh
0:25:04 > 0:25:08SONG IN LUGANDA
0:25:08 > 0:25:11HE MOUTHS
0:25:31 > 0:25:36# He works and works every day Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
0:25:36 > 0:25:40# He paints and paints every day Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
0:25:40 > 0:25:44# His work is hard in every way Yeah
0:25:45 > 0:25:47# He needs a rest
0:25:47 > 0:25:49# He needs a rest
0:25:49 > 0:25:52# He needs a rest
0:25:52 > 0:25:53# He needs a rest... #
0:25:53 > 0:25:55MUSIC ENDS
0:25:55 > 0:25:58Sit down immediately - and don't move until I tell you to move!
0:25:58 > 0:26:00You heartless Muzungu, you...
0:26:00 > 0:26:03You hear someone say, "Oh, I want to end myself," and you say,
0:26:03 > 0:26:06"OK, mate - yeah. I'll help you, mate."
0:26:06 > 0:26:08You will die in hell!
0:26:15 > 0:26:17TRUMPET BLAST
0:26:20 > 0:26:22SHORT FANFARE
0:26:22 > 0:26:26Out of the way. TRUMPET BLASTS
0:26:27 > 0:26:30Fine, fine, fine.
0:26:33 > 0:26:35SHOUTING
0:26:40 > 0:26:43TRIES "IGNITION"
0:26:46 > 0:26:49TRIES AGAIN
0:26:49 > 0:26:51"VEHICLE WHINES"
0:26:56 > 0:26:58TRIES THIRD TIME
0:26:59 > 0:27:02- Let's get pushing! - Push, push, push...
0:27:02 > 0:27:04Let's get pushing!
0:27:04 > 0:27:06# Push, push, let's get pushing
0:27:06 > 0:27:08# Push, push, push
0:27:08 > 0:27:10- # Daniel, push! - Push, push, push
0:27:10 > 0:27:13# Chris, push, push, push
0:27:13 > 0:27:16# Let's get pushing, push, push, push
0:27:16 > 0:27:18# Push, push, push
0:27:21 > 0:27:24- # We take a bus - We take a bus
0:27:27 > 0:27:30- # We take a bus - We take a bus
0:27:32 > 0:27:35- # We take a bus - We take a bus
0:27:38 > 0:27:41- # We take a bus - We take a bus
0:27:44 > 0:27:46- # We take a bus - We take a bus
0:27:49 > 0:27:52- # We take a bus - We take a bus
0:27:55 > 0:27:57- # We take a bus - We take a bus
0:27:57 > 0:28:00ALL: # Hmmm... #
0:28:00 > 0:28:03THEY HUM TUNE QUIETLY
0:28:03 > 0:28:07We are going downtown. Then you are going here.
0:28:09 > 0:28:12SHE SPEAKS IN LUGANDA
0:28:12 > 0:28:13What are you doing there?
0:28:16 > 0:28:19Anthro-what?
0:28:19 > 0:28:21An-thro-pology?
0:28:21 > 0:28:23I don't know this word, man.
0:28:24 > 0:28:26So you want to buy one, eh?
0:28:26 > 0:28:28Traditional Ugandan art.
0:28:28 > 0:28:30We call this batik.
0:28:30 > 0:28:34Made by the hand of a local artist.
0:28:34 > 0:28:35Good, hey?
0:28:35 > 0:28:38This one is actually made by my father.
0:28:40 > 0:28:42He crafts and he sells, but not today.
0:28:45 > 0:28:46He's a sick man.
0:28:47 > 0:28:49No, it's not a self-portrait.
0:28:51 > 0:28:54So, you want to buy it? 20,000 shillings, my friend.
0:28:57 > 0:29:00Do you know who is Bill Clinton, hm?
0:29:00 > 0:29:02My father met Bill Clinton once.
0:29:02 > 0:29:04He came to the marketplace.
0:29:05 > 0:29:08I didn't even know who is Bill Clinton.
0:29:08 > 0:29:10He's an American.
0:29:11 > 0:29:13But he did not buy anything.
0:29:17 > 0:29:18So, 20,000, my friend.
0:29:25 > 0:29:27SHE SHOUTS
0:29:27 > 0:29:29SINGING RESUMES
0:29:34 > 0:29:35SINGING FADES OUT
0:29:37 > 0:29:40Yes, I sell at the cultural village market.
0:29:43 > 0:29:45Are you an Evangelist?
0:29:46 > 0:29:48Are you a pharmaceutical businessman?
0:29:50 > 0:29:53Good, because my father would not like you if you are these things!
0:30:02 > 0:30:04- Taata. - Agnes.
0:30:04 > 0:30:08- Taata, I sold only one today. - Ah.
0:30:08 > 0:30:11Taata, Edwin was shouting he wants some more bread,
0:30:11 > 0:30:13but I spent so much money on your medication.
0:30:13 > 0:30:16You have some more money tomorrow.
0:30:16 > 0:30:18- How? - You will make some.
0:30:20 > 0:30:22You are so far inside your head.
0:30:22 > 0:30:24In your craft, people can see this
0:30:24 > 0:30:27and they do not want to see these thoughts.
0:30:27 > 0:30:31- Who bought the batik today? - A foreigner bought it.
0:30:31 > 0:30:33Only a foreigner wants to buy.
0:30:34 > 0:30:36Taata, what are you doing?
0:30:36 > 0:30:38These are not the thoughts we are meant to think.
0:30:50 > 0:30:53And what am I doing?
0:30:53 > 0:30:56Living life when I know that soon,
0:30:56 > 0:30:57I will die.
0:30:59 > 0:31:03Maintaining a strength and purpose for the benefit of my children
0:31:03 > 0:31:04and community.
0:31:06 > 0:31:10In this moment, I hate everyone.
0:31:10 > 0:31:12I have no money.
0:31:12 > 0:31:14No food. No work.
0:31:59 > 0:32:01HE PANTS
0:32:12 > 0:32:14Can you help me, sir? Please?
0:32:14 > 0:32:17Can you come here? Please?
0:32:17 > 0:32:18Come up here, please.
0:32:21 > 0:32:24Can you... When I climb up, can you just push me up?
0:32:26 > 0:32:27Push!
0:32:27 > 0:32:29Push!
0:32:29 > 0:32:31Push!
0:32:33 > 0:32:34Thank you.
0:32:36 > 0:32:37Thank you so much.
0:32:41 > 0:32:45What African brother gives up on life so easily, eh?
0:32:45 > 0:32:47You want to buy one, eh?
0:32:47 > 0:32:49Traditional Ugandan art.
0:32:49 > 0:32:51We call this batik.
0:32:51 > 0:32:53It's a little different from the normal touristy things, you know?
0:32:53 > 0:32:55But it's beautiful, eh?
0:32:55 > 0:32:5820,000. 20,000 shillings - you want to buy?
0:32:58 > 0:33:00Yeah? Yeah? Yeah? Oh!
0:33:00 > 0:33:0225,000?
0:33:02 > 0:33:04Because it is so beautiful? Yes!
0:33:04 > 0:33:08It's a very renowned artist. OK, so 25 shillings. Thank you.
0:33:08 > 0:33:12I mean thousand hundred million! Ha-ha! Thank you, my friend! OK.
0:33:12 > 0:33:15Let me just put this in a bag for you...
0:33:23 > 0:33:25SINGING IN LUGANDA
0:33:34 > 0:33:37Taata, I stayed at the market until even the cleaners came.
0:33:37 > 0:33:39Mr Otolla had to come and move me away.
0:33:39 > 0:33:43I went then to the bus park to try and sell to some travellers there.
0:33:43 > 0:33:46Then by the food market, I bumped into the same foreigner again
0:33:46 > 0:33:48and he bought another batik!
0:33:48 > 0:33:52He says he wishes to meet you at the Sheraton hotel.
0:33:52 > 0:33:56OPENING BARS OF "You Only Live Twice" by Nancy Sinatra
0:34:09 > 0:34:14# You only live twice
0:34:14 > 0:34:20# Or so it seems
0:34:21 > 0:34:24# One life for yourself
0:34:24 > 0:34:30# And one for your dreams
0:34:30 > 0:34:36# You drift through the years
0:34:36 > 0:34:42# And life seems tame
0:34:43 > 0:34:46# Till one dream appears
0:34:46 > 0:34:49# And love is its name... #
0:34:51 > 0:34:52The Sheraton hotel!
0:34:54 > 0:34:57# And love is a stranger... #
0:34:57 > 0:35:01Do you know where the Sheraton hotel...?
0:35:01 > 0:35:02Sheraton?
0:35:04 > 0:35:08# Don't think of the danger
0:35:08 > 0:35:13# For the stranger is come
0:35:13 > 0:35:19# This dream is for you
0:35:20 > 0:35:24# So pay the price
0:35:26 > 0:35:28# Make one dream come true
0:35:28 > 0:35:33# You only live twice. #
0:35:37 > 0:35:39You work for a company?
0:35:41 > 0:35:43For the University?
0:35:43 > 0:35:44Ah.
0:35:45 > 0:35:47Freelance.
0:35:47 > 0:35:49A free spirit!
0:35:52 > 0:35:55I must say, I envy you.
0:35:56 > 0:35:59Not all of us can be free spirits!
0:35:59 > 0:36:00Yes.
0:36:03 > 0:36:06Mm, I must thank you for buying my batik.
0:36:07 > 0:36:10People are not buying so much these days.
0:36:13 > 0:36:18My daughter. She must go out into the world and sell when I am not able.
0:36:20 > 0:36:22And because of this...
0:36:22 > 0:36:24she cannot go to school.
0:36:24 > 0:36:26What are you talking to this man for, eh?
0:36:29 > 0:36:31If you would like more batiks,
0:36:31 > 0:36:33I can make many more for you.
0:36:34 > 0:36:37If that is what you like, I can make many more.
0:36:40 > 0:36:46I have a neighbour at the market who mixes watercolours on batiks.
0:36:47 > 0:36:51There's a woman in my suburb who paints the details of her life
0:36:51 > 0:36:53with only sand.
0:36:55 > 0:36:58I can incorporate this into my work if you wish.
0:37:04 > 0:37:06I must tell you that, er...
0:37:07 > 0:37:10..even a small purchase, for you,
0:37:10 > 0:37:15would provide for my family and I for a long period.
0:37:20 > 0:37:23So we would be helping each other!
0:37:30 > 0:37:32Of course. Come!
0:37:32 > 0:37:34Come tomorrow.
0:37:34 > 0:37:36Come and see my craft.
0:37:38 > 0:37:40- You can sit here. - Please.
0:37:40 > 0:37:42You can have some dinner with us.
0:37:43 > 0:37:46I am feeling very weak, so I will not eat,
0:37:46 > 0:37:49but I will craft.
0:37:49 > 0:37:51Taata, show him the gas and everything.
0:37:51 > 0:37:53He would love to see how everything works.
0:37:53 > 0:37:56Yes, it is a simple process of, er...
0:37:56 > 0:37:57heat on wax.
0:37:57 > 0:38:01Er... It's very, very...
0:38:01 > 0:38:02simple.
0:38:04 > 0:38:08We just heat the wax like this.
0:38:09 > 0:38:11And we have a solution here
0:38:11 > 0:38:14that I always premix for some days
0:38:14 > 0:38:16when I am not able to work.
0:38:19 > 0:38:23A bit of colour - you can tell here I am working on a tree.
0:38:24 > 0:38:28I will just find some brushes and a little bit of colour.
0:38:28 > 0:38:31Agnes always likes this process very much.
0:38:31 > 0:38:33It is a simple process,
0:38:33 > 0:38:37but, er... it has its secrets!
0:38:38 > 0:38:41I think he looks like...
0:38:41 > 0:38:43James Bond.
0:38:44 > 0:38:46No, not James Bond - Leonardo!
0:38:47 > 0:38:49Leonardo da Vinci.
0:38:49 > 0:38:51You have a taste for art?
0:38:51 > 0:38:53No, not da Vinci. DiCaprio.
0:38:53 > 0:38:56I think you look like Leonardo DiCaprio!
0:38:56 > 0:38:58Maybe he is an actor.
0:38:58 > 0:39:02- He's an anthropologist. - Ahhh!
0:39:02 > 0:39:04You are not an actor?
0:39:04 > 0:39:06You tell only the truth!
0:39:06 > 0:39:08He does not speak so much.
0:39:08 > 0:39:11- No, he does not. - He's a doctor.
0:39:11 > 0:39:13But not of medicine.
0:39:13 > 0:39:17I hope you like this chicken and sweet potato we made for you,
0:39:17 > 0:39:20- Dr Nielsen. - He has paid for it, Agnes.
0:39:20 > 0:39:22Taata, I paid for it.
0:39:22 > 0:39:24It was his money for the batiks.
0:39:24 > 0:39:27I hope you like the way my father makes his craft.
0:39:27 > 0:39:29If you are staying here for seven months, you can come to me
0:39:29 > 0:39:31every day and buy a new one.
0:39:33 > 0:39:36This style that we call batik
0:39:36 > 0:39:40originally comes from the East.
0:39:40 > 0:39:42- From Kenya. - From Java.
0:39:44 > 0:39:50So perhaps this African tradition is not so authentic after all!
0:39:50 > 0:39:52Taata, I think he likes only your ones.
0:39:52 > 0:39:56You like only my father's ones, Mr Anthropologist, eh?
0:40:00 > 0:40:03What do you mean?
0:40:03 > 0:40:06Taata, what does he mean, he's not interested in art?
0:40:06 > 0:40:08Uh...
0:40:08 > 0:40:11- Go to your brothers, now. - But I want to stay with you.
0:40:11 > 0:40:12Go now.
0:40:21 > 0:40:22What are you doing here?
0:40:28 > 0:40:30I've heard of these free spirits
0:40:30 > 0:40:32who come here looking for something.
0:40:36 > 0:40:41We must be honest, and not too kind, I think, when we talk to one another.
0:40:43 > 0:40:46If I am to tell you that yes,
0:40:46 > 0:40:49I have this disease -
0:40:49 > 0:40:52which we call flim -
0:40:52 > 0:40:54which is called HIV...
0:40:56 > 0:41:00..then you must tell me what you'd like to talk to me about.
0:41:00 > 0:41:01And why.
0:41:02 > 0:41:04And who is paying you.
0:41:04 > 0:41:06And how much you're going to pay to me.
0:41:17 > 0:41:22MAN ON RECORDING: So, I'm standing right now at Broadway and 12th
0:41:22 > 0:41:27and this is where sometimes, yeah, I would often stop here
0:41:27 > 0:41:30to cross the street on the way back from Mia's place.
0:41:31 > 0:41:35Cos I was seeing Mia at the time and working at Denny's.
0:41:37 > 0:41:40This was about the time I received my diagnosis.
0:41:42 > 0:41:46Looking up at these iron fire escapes reminds me of it...
0:41:48 > 0:41:52I was... It was about my body, kind of about my immune system
0:41:52 > 0:41:55and wondering if I was going to turn out as strong as all that,
0:41:55 > 0:41:57all that ironwork.
0:41:57 > 0:42:00And I knew the answer was probably no.
0:42:03 > 0:42:05And the fire escapes remind me of...
0:42:07 > 0:42:11..actually of an old friend's... school friend's apartment,
0:42:11 > 0:42:14thinking about him and about the past
0:42:14 > 0:42:16and about, "should I tell my mom",
0:42:16 > 0:42:20and how should I tell her and when?
0:42:20 > 0:42:21RECORDING STOPS
0:42:21 > 0:42:23You have come to tell stories.
0:42:25 > 0:42:28I must tell you, in this country there are some stories
0:42:28 > 0:42:29we cannot tell.
0:42:35 > 0:42:39WOMAN ON RECORDING: I was feeling like a ghost.
0:42:39 > 0:42:42The truth is, I'm flesh and blood,
0:42:42 > 0:42:44but where I'm standing now,
0:42:44 > 0:42:47I suppose I feel like a ghost,
0:42:47 > 0:42:49because this is the road,
0:42:49 > 0:42:51it's the place where I stood
0:42:51 > 0:42:55on the morning after I received my diagnosis.
0:42:55 > 0:42:58And this was the time when I knew,
0:42:58 > 0:43:00when it became clear to me
0:43:00 > 0:43:03I was living in a world where every day,
0:43:03 > 0:43:05I would be facing death
0:43:05 > 0:43:08and it would be coming ever closer to me.
0:43:09 > 0:43:14And I left the building which at the time they were using for a centre
0:43:14 > 0:43:17where you went to receive this news
0:43:17 > 0:43:19and I stood on the street corner here.
0:43:21 > 0:43:25I was feeling far away from my thoughts.
0:43:25 > 0:43:27They were passing like clouds in the sky.
0:43:27 > 0:43:33I could see them, I was feeling far away from my everything.
0:43:33 > 0:43:34RECORDING STOPS
0:43:38 > 0:43:41PERCUSSION STARTS
0:43:54 > 0:43:57"The man who almost killed himself."
0:44:06 > 0:44:11I am worried I no longer have a place in this world.
0:44:13 > 0:44:15Every night, I wake...
0:44:16 > 0:44:20..and I walk from the bedroom to the sitting room
0:44:20 > 0:44:21and I think...
0:44:30 > 0:44:34I tried to hang myself in the children's absence.
0:44:34 > 0:44:38DRAMATIC MUSIC
0:44:38 > 0:44:39SINGING IN LUGANDA
0:45:03 > 0:45:04CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS
0:45:06 > 0:45:08MUSIC STOPS
0:45:08 > 0:45:11We're in this room, which is where I tried to...
0:45:13 > 0:45:16..tried to hang myself with the neckties
0:45:16 > 0:45:19and they broke with the wires...
0:45:19 > 0:45:21this electricity wire.
0:45:23 > 0:45:26They got broken - then I gave up,
0:45:26 > 0:45:29even fearing that in the process, the children
0:45:29 > 0:45:33might find me and be very disappointed
0:45:33 > 0:45:36so I had to give up the idea.
0:45:39 > 0:45:43I bought some tablets and I go to a nearby bush,
0:45:43 > 0:45:47but I worry that people are walking past and I worry
0:45:47 > 0:45:51that someone will find me or disturb me.
0:45:51 > 0:45:54I worry that someone will take me to the police before I am dead.
0:45:55 > 0:45:58MUSIC STARTS
0:46:18 > 0:46:20HE SPITS THEM OUT
0:46:22 > 0:46:25You do not judge these thoughts that I'm telling you?
0:46:25 > 0:46:28These thoughts that I have to leave my children fatherless?
0:46:30 > 0:46:35I tell you my truth and you nod your head and you say nothing.
0:46:36 > 0:46:40Must I choose between God and silence?
0:46:42 > 0:46:44How many have done this?
0:46:45 > 0:46:47How many have had these thoughts?
0:46:47 > 0:46:49WOMAN: You are on your own.
0:46:49 > 0:46:53Another time, I go and see someone who works at the Crested Towers
0:46:53 > 0:46:58and I think I should climb to the top of the Crested Towers and drop.
0:47:15 > 0:47:19I stand at the top of the roof
0:47:19 > 0:47:21and I look over the city.
0:47:22 > 0:47:23CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS
0:47:23 > 0:47:27And I look down to the ground, I see too many people
0:47:27 > 0:47:31and then I started to smile and then I feel a little bit foolish...
0:47:32 > 0:47:36And then a happy kind of sadness comes.
0:47:38 > 0:47:39And I keep on smiling.
0:47:40 > 0:47:43I walk from the towers out into the city
0:47:43 > 0:47:48and I think people are really going to stare, but I don't care.
0:47:48 > 0:47:51I am in a world of my own.
0:47:51 > 0:47:54I come to think that dropping is not the way to do it.
0:47:54 > 0:47:58I come to a nearby shop and I buy some petrol to burn.
0:47:58 > 0:48:01- Good evening, my brother. - Ah, good evening.
0:48:01 > 0:48:06Such a warm and beautiful sunset in this land which is always summer, eh?
0:48:06 > 0:48:11Can I have some petrol, please? And some chewing gum, my brother, please.
0:48:13 > 0:48:17- You're going somewhere? - Maybe.
0:48:17 > 0:48:19Why do you want to drive somewhere?
0:48:19 > 0:48:22We're happy here together and we should stay here for ever.
0:48:28 > 0:48:31- Five litres of petrol is enough? - Enough for what?
0:48:33 > 0:48:35Enough to start a fire.
0:48:35 > 0:48:38My brother, first it's car, then it's fire...
0:48:38 > 0:48:40I think you need to make your mind up, eh?
0:48:40 > 0:48:43I think you should stay here with me and drink some Guinness.
0:48:43 > 0:48:45- No. - Why not?
0:48:45 > 0:48:48It would take away the taste of the chewing gum in my mouth.
0:48:54 > 0:48:56I think you do not have the money.
0:48:56 > 0:48:58Here. 5,000 shillings...
0:48:59 > 0:49:01And keep the change, huh?
0:49:02 > 0:49:04SHE WHISTLES
0:49:05 > 0:49:09Er... My brother, you are looking very tense, eh?
0:49:09 > 0:49:11What's going on?
0:49:11 > 0:49:15You know, I hurt this foot yesterday, playing football, I hurt this foot.
0:49:15 > 0:49:18It is a shame, eh? Because we are in such a beautiful land
0:49:18 > 0:49:21and everything is so wonderful, you know...
0:49:21 > 0:49:23Hey!
0:49:39 > 0:49:42The chewing gum begins to lose its sweetness in my mouth.
0:49:43 > 0:49:46I pour the petrol over me.
0:49:47 > 0:49:49You wish me to sell your batiks for you?
0:49:49 > 0:49:52- You wish to craft? - No.
0:49:52 > 0:49:55Well then, I will craft and you will sell.
0:49:55 > 0:49:56- I want to go to school. - Agnes!
0:49:56 > 0:49:59I have to do so many things already, and now this!
0:49:59 > 0:50:00Because you are the daughter of the house!
0:50:00 > 0:50:03Don't pretend it is what I want.
0:50:03 > 0:50:05Speaking this way, you will make me beat you.
0:50:05 > 0:50:07If you cared, you would not be the way you are.
0:50:07 > 0:50:10Because I care I am trying to find the right way for us.
0:50:10 > 0:50:12If you cared, you would not be slim.
0:50:12 > 0:50:16Because you are weak inside your head and God sees this and punishes you.
0:50:16 > 0:50:19Because you are weak, you are slim now and because of this,
0:50:19 > 0:50:20I hate you so much!
0:50:35 > 0:50:37I have with me three matches.
0:51:04 > 0:51:06HE SIGHS ON RECORDING
0:51:09 > 0:51:12So when I reached here,
0:51:12 > 0:51:17I stepped in the water on the side of the road
0:51:17 > 0:51:19and then pour...
0:51:20 > 0:51:23..the whole...
0:51:24 > 0:51:29..the whole jerry can, which holds five litres, over me.
0:51:31 > 0:51:33Then I struck a match,
0:51:33 > 0:51:35but the fire refused to come.
0:51:40 > 0:51:47And then I realised that it was diesel and not petrol
0:51:47 > 0:51:50and it would not light!
0:51:50 > 0:51:51HE LAUGHS
0:52:08 > 0:52:09Agnes...
0:52:11 > 0:52:14Why are you screaming?
0:52:14 > 0:52:16Why are you shouting?
0:52:16 > 0:52:19I am coming! I am coming!
0:52:19 > 0:52:20Agnes!
0:52:22 > 0:52:24- Taata? - I will craft and sell.
0:52:26 > 0:52:28You will go to school.
0:52:28 > 0:52:31Taata, why so wet and dirty?
0:52:31 > 0:52:34I was helping a man to push a car.
0:52:34 > 0:52:36Push a car?
0:52:37 > 0:52:40It was a man from Kireka.
0:52:40 > 0:52:42Taata, I think you are tired, eh?
0:52:42 > 0:52:45I helped him push it all the way to Ginger Road
0:52:45 > 0:52:47and he was able to start.
0:52:47 > 0:52:49He drove away.
0:52:50 > 0:52:53Taata, come here to me.
0:52:54 > 0:52:55Agnes...
0:52:55 > 0:52:57I will craft,
0:52:57 > 0:53:00and YOU...will go to school.
0:54:28 > 0:54:30GENTLE MUSIC
0:55:10 > 0:55:13SINGING IN LUGANDA
0:56:44 > 0:56:45Taata?
0:56:49 > 0:56:50Taata, please.
0:57:04 > 0:57:07SHE SINGS MOURNFULLY
0:57:23 > 0:57:24THEY JOIN IN
0:57:52 > 0:57:54Whoo!
0:58:03 > 0:58:05SHE SOBS
0:58:22 > 0:58:25SINGING BECOMES QUIETER
0:58:41 > 0:58:43Dr Nielsen.
0:58:44 > 0:58:46How are you?
0:58:49 > 0:58:52My father's funeral was seven months ago on this day.
0:58:54 > 0:58:57It is a shame you could not be here for it, as...
0:58:57 > 0:59:02there are many traditional things and aspects I think you would have liked.
0:59:07 > 0:59:09I am happy that you wish to send me money for my education.
0:59:11 > 0:59:13My father would have loved to see me educated
0:59:13 > 0:59:16and I will study hard for him and my brothers.
0:59:18 > 0:59:23Dr Nielsen, when I saw your name on the message, a strange feeling came.
0:59:25 > 0:59:29To you, I think my father was an interesting man.
0:59:31 > 0:59:35To him, I think he thought you were a type of god.
0:59:38 > 0:59:39In the house last week,
0:59:39 > 0:59:43I was looking through some of my father's possessions.
0:59:43 > 0:59:45Amongst them, I found some photographs.
0:59:46 > 0:59:49These photographs I think I was never meant to find
0:59:49 > 0:59:52because they were from the work you did together.
0:59:53 > 0:59:57My father never shared these thoughts with me.
1:00:14 > 1:00:19You are happy that my father's story gives people hope, you say?
1:00:21 > 1:00:24You say it is a story of dark becoming light,
1:00:24 > 1:00:27of sadness and forgiveness.
1:00:29 > 1:00:33But it gives me no hope and only fear.
1:00:35 > 1:00:38I know now that my father tried to end himself.
1:00:42 > 1:00:46And for this, I believe he will be wandering now in a silent land.
1:01:24 > 1:01:27You say through his story, he has an afterlife.
1:01:29 > 1:01:31It is not the afterlife he would have wanted.
1:01:46 > 1:01:49LOUD MUSIC PLAYS
1:02:18 > 1:02:22APPLAUSE