yes, sir.
i teach him best i know, baas.
don't worry, little baas. little can beat big any day. first with the head, then with the heart. little defeat big when little is smart. you can remember that?
no, no. don't never call me sir. 'specially in front of the guards.
piet. geel piet.
okay, baas. coming, baas. he winks at pk and shuffles off. a bell sounds.
can't hit you, can't hurt you. can't hit you, can't hurt you. can't hit you, can't hurt you. that's it. good. good.
you wear out this old man. see? see how it can work? how little beat big?
you not going to just punch, man. you going to combination.
one-two. one-two. c'mon. now you. one-two. one-two.
oh do we have a boxer here. yes sir. we build you to eight-punch combination. the geel piet eight. then you catch afire. one-two. one-two.
excuse me, big baas. but can i talk to the small baas?
every day i see you bring the bucket and in the bottom is some tobacco leaf.
what happens to the leaf after?
if you leave the pail when you go plant is a problem, small baas?
is like this. you see how hard the life is for the people here in prison. only little pleasure they take from this hard life maybe sometimes when no one watching late at night -- a little smoke. now with the big war in europe tobacco is plenty hard to get outside. inside it is gone. we are the forgotten in here.
no, no. mustn't do that, little baas.
no, meneer sergeant. everything okay here.
no, no. this old kaffir's okay. sorry to make any trouble, little baas. we just stick to the boxing now on. sorry, sorry.
to them you are. you are the one who brings the smoke, the one who writes the letters, the one who puts clothes on their children when they are cold. you are onoshobishobi ingelosi.
who is to say what is true and what is not true, kleine baas. doc comes running up, excited, waving a newspaper.
no matter that, professor. we always manage here. what pains me most is i lose my boxer.
no, kleine baas. you leave this damn place you don't come back never.
not possible. the kommandant never allow the people to have such a thing.
but the people have no instruments in this place, big baas.
they will do it for you, kleine baas. you are onoshobishobi ingelosi. you bring the tobacco. you write the letters. you put clothes on their children's bodies and food in their bellies. all you do is ask and they all sing for you.
first with the head, then with the heart. little defeat big when little is smart.