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And look what a beauty I brought with me.
He said they should vote for me.
Yeah, I'm going to speak again.
I've come... to ask for your vote.
Your vote is important to me.
I need those votes this year.
And when you vote for me...
I'll bring a lot of development to this community.
Now, that deserves a round of applause.
The second reason... why I seek your vote is this:
When you vote me into office, every street corner will have a solar toilet.
Do you know what a solar toilet looks like?
I've built solar toilets in several places.
It's time this community had its moment.
I'll convert the waste to electricity for everyone.
Ah!
- I think we missed our stop. - Ah!
We did miss our stop.
Hey, mate!
- They brought us to Accra. - Ah... this is the wrong place.
Let's talk to the station master.
Okay... give me a minute.
- Hello. - Hi.
- Do you get me? - Yes.
You lack enthusiasm in your response. Let me see some energy!
- Have you eaten? - No!
Let me ask you this in English...
you mean you haven't eaten?
- Yes. - No.
No, no...
Let me tell you... that's why I'm here, so don't worry.
- Hey boys, bring out the cassava! - Okay.
I'm giving big today... free cassava, rice and eggs.
Put it down!
Get down and hand it out!
Hello.
- Good afternoon. - Afternoon.
Hey, master...
your driver and mate have disrupted our journey.
Ah... how did that happen?
- You must've slept. - Ah, we were seated in the van...
What's your final destination?
Adukrom... and we're all the way in Accra now.
- Why should that be? - You slept!
- How so? - You've had quite a bit to drink.
- Ha! You call us drunkards? - Are you insulting us?
- Do you know who we are? - Be careful!
Me... if you don't take care... I'll burn this town...
If you don't take care, we'll scatter everything here.
Calm down... relax.
- Do you know who we are? - You don't know us.
- I don't, but let's be civil. - Then you should speak like an adult.
- Don't make us wreak havoc here! - Please, I'll get you on the road.
- Take this ticket for the next bus. - Aha! Now you're talking.
You've my word, You'll be on the next bus.
Okay, be snappy with it!
Get a vehicle for us, otherwise...
I'm getting you tickets for the next bus.
Okay, we're waiting... bring the tickets... otherwise...
- I'll burn this whole town... - Here you go.
Make sure you get on this bus.
Okay... make sure the vehicle doesn't leave us... otherwise...
By the way... where's your public toilet?
- It's that way. - Over there?
- Don't let that bus leave us. - Hey, we'll be right back.
Your trip is guaranteed.
- It's that way. - The public toilet?
We won't be long... if you let this vehicle leave us...
- I'll burn this whole town! - We'll raze everything to the ground!
- I plead with you, your trip is set. - Okay!
The Drunks...
Kwaku and Atta.
The two have grown closer since their forced retirement from the police force.
As border police at the Ghana Togo border...
they were once the subject of an investigation into a case of
collusion in smuggled textile and other bribery alligations.
But also in these small towns, they're the owners
of a handsome debt owed to a local palm wine tapper.
They've been on the run for days.
You know... be quick, give it out.
Are you excited now?
Are you happy?
C'mon, keep it moving!
Give her some.
Keep it equal portions.
You see... this is it. We'll win the election, huh.
Don't worry, I'm with you.
Yeah, thank you so much.
Keep it equal portions.
Honourable-Honourable, aka "Lovely"
comes from a long line of career politicians.
Including his older brother, an incumbent in parliament...
they continue in a family tradition.
Their uncle too, served until his death.
The family said he'd died of heart failure, well... the autopsy said otherwise.
Honourable-Honourable seeks re-election after a landslide
resounding victory for the opposition in the last election.
I know, I'm going to win this election!
Turn the other way around.
At 4:39 AM Bruno receives a nude photo.
Later, at 5:41 AM he realizes he's walked into a trap.
The architect is no stranger to him.
He will miss his 9 AM and forfeit the bribe he's paid for the government contract.
It will go to a competitor.
Prior to this fateful encounter, Bruno had been unsuccessful in
seducing the young lady, the brunt of whose wrath he now bears.
On two occasions he'd requested that artwork be delivered to him in private...
the encounters were awkward.
The third time around, the young lady outrightly
turned down his sexual overtures in his car.
To spite her, he dropped her in the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere.
Where are the ladies? A man's playing with your undergarments.
Wake up, he's making away with your panties.
Ama!
I've some stuff with you that I need.
Before Ama's uncle gifted her to the white family,
she'd hoped to become a school teacher.
But serving as a maid meant her dream has had to be on hold.
She's been gone for a couple of years now,
but her journey hasn't quite brought her fulfillment.
But these things happen when you come from a place that has the saying,
"on your way to church if you ever meet a white man,
go back home— for you've seen God himself."
The white man.
The White man is the last of a family of art
collectors who settled in Ghana after Independence.
With the collapse of their once profitable business, his wife ran
off to Europe with their teenage son and her young African lover...
who now coaches a third divison team.
Those are not yours...
Yeah, I know, you put them away.
Now, if I ever have to come back to this house
'cause of some damn shit you said about this day...
best believe I'll fuck you up!
Hey, pass that ball!
Move!
Okay, Let's go, let's go!
Does anyone else know you're in town?
What do you think?
- Shit! - Yep!
But you know that's long overdue.
It's not what you think, I only came for my stuff.
You see...
I've some house cleaning to do, I thought I'd need a hand.
- Oh boy! - Plus, this is the worst I've seen you.
You could use some fun.
And what makes you think I'm in on this?
'cause I know who you are.
Ama and Sadiq.
The last time the friends and sometimes lovers saw each other was at a football game.
He's always represented something of a muse for her.
Sadiq was her first in just about everything she holds dear.
His friendship got her through her first years
in the city growing up away from her family.
The word on the street is that the white man's
current disability can be charged to Ama.
The police investigation remained open until her sudden disappearance.
- So, how long have you been in town? - A couple of days.
They took everything away from me.
I want to take something from them.
So, what's the game plan?
How clinical are we talking here?
Chill out, man... we can't afford any sloppiness.
We should be done by sundown...
that's... if you don't fuck it up this time.
Who are you, young lady?
What's your name?
Will you keep ignoring me?
No answer?
So, you won't tell me what you do for a living?
I must be talking to a brick wall.
What's it with you young women these days?
You walk with your nose in the air, you don't give a damn!
Sadiq!
Listen to me... women her type don't get you very far.
You can be certain of this, you'll live a broke life.
Be very careful... these women take men for fools.
The other thing is she doesn't work.
When I ask her a question, she won't answer. Be careful.
She's a girl about town, find a better woman. That's my advice.
- Let's check the gallery. - You sure?
Yes... that's his base.
- We can catch him if we hurry. - Well, let's pick up the pace.
Lovely!
I swear, we're going to win, huh. Let's go, come on let's dance.
How're you? How're you? How are you?
Lovely, lovely, lovely!
Brothers and sisters, I've only one mission.
I've come to seek your vote.
Your vote is crucial for my victory.
You voted a certain way and that's why you're starving.
- Should you continue in hunger? - No!
- Should you accept poverty? - No!
It's time I took office to turn things around.
Everyone will have access to solar public toilets.
Let me get my phone!
Yeah, it's okay, just give me my phone!
Hello!
Can you hear me?
Karolek, It's loud here.
Can I call you back later?
Can you hear me?
Back to what I was saying.
I said I've come...
I've come to ask for your vote.
And this is what I'm asking from you...
just this little thing.
I beg you...
If... you cast your vote for me...
I will build... solar toilets for every household.
Also...
all these untarred roads,
they will... finally see some asphalt.
Third on the list...
I will build new stalls for the open-air market.
I promise you.
Has the incumbent... provided you with clothing?
I guess not!
When you vote for me, I will purchase shoes for everyone.
Everyone will have a pair of new sandals as well.
What a nice surprise...
hello, Ama.
Where's my fucking money?
What money?
Look, I'm not in the mood for any of your bullshit!
You owe me six sessions.
I want all my money.
All of it!
What six sessions?
Everytime we do a test shoot, you seem to disappear.
Well, why don't you start paying for your sessions?
See, I'd be willing to cut you a deal, but all you get is one session.
Click, click, click and we're done!
Am I clear?
You sure are.
Nope... you're gonna sit your ass down, white boy!
And I'm gonna finish this fucking drink that I just bought!
Do you still have the wardrobe?
I do.
Great!
Now, let's get something done.
Koo Kumi... the Goat Thief...
denied the charges at the chief's palace, the case ended up in court.
In court he was charged and convicted of theft.
The old fellow insists on his innocence,
but some townsfolk think otherwise as he seeks to overturn his conviction.
See you at the tribunal as he makes his defence.
Kwaku.
What's happening here?
Uh... what do you mean what's happening here, huh?
I can't see anyone else here other than you and me.
I know...
you're... punch-drunk.
But I think you should keep your eyes open...
If for nothing at all...
at least for the... bean seller of three weeks ago.
Don't forget she has a bounty on your head.
- On our heads. - Okay!
On our heads.
Hey...
You...
dumb... alcoholic.
What?
Me alcoholic?
Yes!
- What? - Look.
Look at the pot calling the kettle black.
Huh, you call me pot?
Oh... you're more than pot.
Look... I may be drunk for most part of the day...
but...
I'm not stupid, let me tell you... yes, I'm not stupid!
Yeah! You... are a perverted drunkard!
- You call me a perverted drunkard? - I tell you, let me tell you...
look, I don't drink on Sundays... doesn't that tell you the stuff I'm made of?
Huh? You...
you sit here and say just anything at all that comes to mind.
Please...
- What is it? - Look!
Hey... they've left the place unattended.
Which place?
- Koo Kumi! - Hey!
Koo Kumi deserves what is coming to him...
- Who. - Because he doesn't like bullshit.
But... hey...
we... are going to shit.
Oh, but you know... Koo Kumi is one of us.
- So what? - Oh.
That is him... we are who we are.
That's true, but then... Aha!
What we're going to do right now... is that.
We're going to shit...
on the heads of those who don't like us.
The silly, stupid people in this town who hate us.
- The so-called elites. - Aha.
- And... - Wait... let me talk.
Okay... go ahead.
We're going to shit and shit and shit!
Aha.
For...
- the women. - The women.
- The children. - Children.
And all the men who do it free of charge in the bush.
- And they're like us, not so? - Yes!
- Good. - So... let's go.
Okay.
Hey, take your time.
And...
we're going to do it heavy duty.
Aha... umm... umm.
You see...
because of the difference in sound within flatulence...
yeah... which one do you prefer... the gbang-gbang sound or...
I like the silent pistol... It goes... Pshhhh.
That's the most deadliest of all!
It rises to your nose... and refuses to go away.
Hmm!
And... I will follow it up with the bazooka... gboom!
So... hey, you're wasting time... action!
- Here we come. - Charge!
Hey... hey... make sure you don't fall... please.
- Whoa! - Are you coming?
Take your time... let's go.
Let's go and shit!
- Attack! - Attack!
Oh my God.
Ah! Come and look.
Yeah.
- Yeah man! - Hey, I'll give you one of this...
Turn... turn around... turn around.
- Ready? - Uh-huh.
- Hey... you too turn around. - Okay!
Oh... no, no... turn, turn like this.
- Like this? - 360 degrees.
- Hey... let's hurry before they're back. - Yeah, of course.
- Put that thing down... put it down! - Okay.
Oh... c'mon... let's go this way.
- Greetings to all! - Greetings!
- Greetings. - Greetings, sir.
Good.
We're here for one reason... Koo Kum, sitting before us.
Right here is the goat in question, Koo Kumi will make his defence.
Koo Kumi...
The people of Driva-Ga have turned these trials into a circus experience...
as they almost always have the same outcome.
But everyone pretends not to know what the verdict will be.
With one or two exceptions, for the most part,
the outcome has always remained predictable...
as long as the trial is not interrupted by rain or any set
of some bizarre incidents unique to this small community.
The matter will be decided here... as he mounts his defence.
Come closer... what's your problem? Okay...
greetings to you all, brothers and sisters gathered here.
Greetings to you too.
Karol, listen to me, you'll have the sessions next week.
Sorry, I'll call you later.
This bitch took all my shit!
I need my negatives... I need my equipment.
And I need you to bring her back!
You gonna get the other half when you come back.
It's painful...
It's tragic.
There's enough falsehood surrounding this matter.
It's important we don't jump to conclusions here.
You know... wisdom and intelligence are not the same thing.
The ability to tell them apart leads to sound judgement.
I'm an enlightened man... and am my advocate.
This system is not designed to favour me... I'm betting on myself.
Pay close attention to my argument...
for It's written in the The Good Book...
"By the sweat of your brow you will eat your bread".
But definitely not this damned sweat, just to eat!
You see... the well-to-do amongst us...
we must admit... are oftentimes cruel!
They deal ruthlessly with the poor and the weak.
We had an employment agreement.
But you exploit me because I'm a man of little means.
I'm the keeper of his goats.
We had an agreement that I'd be paid monthly...
but there hasn't been a single month I've received a full payment.
It's the same old song, "take this for now... and I'll top it up later." Why?
I've endured severe hardship for years.
I can barely afford medicine for my wife... it's no different with my child.
But you and your children live lavishly while I starve to watch your goats.
I clean and dispose of their excreta, I feed and take good care of the animals.
When they sleep in mud, he tells me to shampoo them.
Who shampoos goat fur? I guess I stand alone.
Just because I'm of little means... I give those goats my all.
Just to make him happy when he sees his animals.
Ahh... It's unfair!
For all my trouble... caring for these goats...
I shouldn't have to deny myself a feast during the annual festivity.
You decide... if I haven't earned a good meal.
- No. - Yes.
- Is this a crime? - No!
Did you inform him first?
Ask him for what? He knows damn well he owes me!
I'm owed more than what I'm standing trial for today.
And how dare you drag me here? This is a travesty of justice.
Brothers and sisters, it's me today, tomorrow it may be you!
What time is it?
How am I supposed to know when I don't have a wristwatch?
Hey, if we plan to go to the Big Tree... by sundown, then we might as well...
be prepared for a sound beating... yes.
Oh... Of course.
You know... because of the stunt we pulled at Yaw Ansah's funeral...
- yes, they're looking for us. - You've spoken well.
Aha... so the thing is if we go, it should be under cover of darkness.
You've spoken well, you see, umm...
so, why don't we pass through the cemetery to the crossroads.
That way we can collect some cocoyam and garden egg for dinner at my place...
Cocoyam... no, no, in the meantime, no!
- Huh? What do you say? - No... no!
Don't peddle a lie about the circumstances surrounding this case.
If they did to me, they'll do it to you as well!
- The poor's only hope is God himself. - Hey, bring me some water!
Hurry up!
- You stole it! - No, I didn't!
Be gone, young girl, I've no change on me.
No matter what happens, God will take care of his own. That's my story!
Come, let's go!
Before these people catch us and beat us...
if they beat us, we'll die like these people here.
C'mon, let's go.
Uh.
- We're watching everywhere. - Hey!
Ha... nonsense!
C'mon, come, let's go!
I've got to look for another top-up.
That's how we can make a profit.
Umm... you need to get the cassava, make the purchase at Kasoa.
Make sure you get about 50 bags... that's right!
Remember the show we put on during the campaign? That's right!
This is the thing, the garbage I had you move from the site...
that's right... you've to dump it again for another pickup.
Yes... go and dump it at another place.
Yes!
Oh... my God...
lovely! It's interesting.
As an Honorable, you've got to be smart... that's how you make any money.
That's how it works in this country... that's the only way.
Ah.
That's right... hey, my friend, c'mon let's go!
Okay!
Oh, no problem... no problem Yes... I'll call you.
- Koo Kumi. - Sir.
- Do you plead guilty or not guilty? - Not guilty, taking is not stealing.
- Are you the sole caretaker? - Excuse me?
- Are you the only caretaker... - I'm the goatherd, I take care of the trip.
- For how long? - A long time, it's been years.
- Anyone else aware of this history? - Yes!
Couldn't you have had a witness present to make things easier for you?
Well, he also pays me with no witnesses present.
When he robs me of my pay, it's also without a witness.
So you took matters into your own hands...
- That's stealing. - No, it's not!
When asked, did you admit to it?
I let him know I had taken the fattened goat of my choice.
- You stole it! - No, I didn't!
- Where're your people? - Who?
- Who came to support you? - No one....
'cause only I can plead my case, I've no advocate.
I stand accused alone... and I speak for myself.
- You're guilty. - No, I'm not!
The court will deal with you.
And there it is again, without fail.
The outcome could not have been any different.
It is clockwork!
The case is read, the defendant is heard.
The judge sentences the defendant.
That's just the way things go around here.
No amount of evidence, hard or otherwise, can change the outcome.
But then again... everything has a price.
It all depends on one's bargaining power!
In times past, a number of judges upholding the
rule of law have been murdered in cold blood...
Execution style.
No one to plead their cause.
But these days, with a little money and some
four-legged creatures from a pen in your backyard...
the same law can be compromised.
- Everything is taken care of... - You did? Thank you, I'm very grateful.
What we're about to do now makes a lot of sense.
We're going to empty all the palm wine pots on our way...
to go and pay for our debt... huh?
It's the same people who put us in this predicament.
And...
we've to give them a taste... of their own medicine.
- You understand? - It makes sense!
Ha! You see?
- What? - You can't see?
- No! - You can't see?
You... follow me.
It shouldn't be too far from here, let's go!
You, every plan of yours always fails me... huh?
How... do you want me to believe in your plans?
You... you doubt me?
- Hey. - C'mon... follow the leader!
Agya Dompreh.
A farmer by day, a hunter by night...
lives free from the entanglements of modern day life.
He lives off of the fruit of the earth, and the beast of the same soil.
However, his children will not enjoy the same access to the land.
They will either be hired hands in the same land
or at best end up as maid servants and house-boys...
or worse yet, sell dog chains in the sweltering heat of Accra's notorious traffic.
In a nearby town known for its gifted bonesetters,
more than half of the land has been acquire by a
Lebanese businessman for his personal amusement.
The chief of the same town works as a hired hand on the sold land.
It's a no-brainer, the next generationwill be without land in their own land!
For the Drunks, Kwaku and Atta, palm wine has never tasted more delicious.
It is a hard-won victory for the two former law enforcers
who've had the unenviable task of going after smugglers for most of their career...
but must now watch over their shoulder with every step they take.
Yes! This is Honourable-Honourable!
It's the only way to make any real money.
As fate will have it, the Drunks continue to make life uneasy for others.
Their latest victim, however, is unaccustomed to such
inconvenience by sheer virtue of his position in society.
Well... far away on this remote country road, for Honourable-Honourable,
little else matters when your very life hangs in the balance...
with any hope of seeing another sunrise resting
on the kindness of three total stranger,
whose place is society stands in stark contrast to yours.
And quite frankly, none of whom is deemed fit
in this culture to eat from the same bowl with.
But for the drunks, the true culprits of this accident, they're long gone.
They'll stop at nothing to repay their debt in the morning Palm wine for palm wine!
- How're you faring, sir? - I'm managing by God's grace.
- Hang on. - I will.
I wanted to ask you... you look familiar.
- Yes, I'm a politician. - A politician...
Aha... Honourable?
Correct, sir.
Uh... I recognize you now.
Hey Honourable...
you'll say anything just to get elected.
Endless list of promises you know full well you can't fulfill.
"I'll do this and do that... and this and that." Why?
Once we put you in office, it's the end of the matter!
It's all talk, it's the bad roads... that landed you in the ditch.
Many precious lives have been lost on these roads.
All of you politicians use the roads, but have turned a blind eye.
That caused your accident, you're a lucky man. You shouldn't be alive.
You've run down the health infrastructure, it's in ruins.
An ambulance... would be great, you'd be whisked away in no time.
But tell me, what happened?
Look, my daughter is a brilliant mind, but no access to further her studies.
Today, my daughter is impregnated by an idiot of a man.
- Your daughter lacks character. - Don't blame her, It's you politicians.
It's not right... you're indeed one despicable horde.
- Our campaigns are expensive. - Expensive for what?
We buy gifts and pay our way to victory, it costs money.
I just want enough to take care of my children.
Your children? What about those who voted for you?
Only your children matter, did your children put you in office?
The people elected you, why amass a fortune for your children?
You politicians are unfeeling, you've no humanity.
No sense whatsoever... damn you!
- Sir, I'm an honourable statesman. - Damn you again...
That's what infuriates me the most, to hell with your honourable!
Honourable my ass! Did the name rescue you from the wreck?
I've good money in that car, It's okay if
the driver is dead, but I need that money...
You worship money, the driver's life means nothing to you.
That money will stay where it is.
Shut up so we can get you help! Have the car towed later...
and good luck with that money if it's still there.
It serves you right, is a befitting wake-up call!
Next time you may not survive.
- Do not wish death on me. - Be quiet over there!
Since you won't shut up, we'll get you a transfer right away.
We're very grateful... young lady, God bless you.
Thank you for everything, We're really thankful.
Let's go.
Put your arm around me.
If it wasn't for your kindness I'd be dead by now.
I'm taking you to the station.
- For the transfer? - Yes, you board there.
- Take good care of yourself. - I will.
- You must be from here. - Yes, I live here.
I'll be back to see you.
Are you tired?
You've travelled far.
- How was the journey? - It's been good.
- Auntie, how're the little cousins? - Everyone is fine.
What about uncle Yaw and Kwame?
- They've gone to town. - They're out?
- Their other sibling is in Accra. - In Accra.
It's been a while.
I'm very excited I was able to see you.
We've to run... we've some business to finish... in the next town.
God willing... it won't take long. We'll be on our way again.
We'll find the time... to visit again.
Please give my regards to the family.
Like most of the young people he grew up with, for Sadiq,
the small town life lasted till his teenage years.
The big city continues to hold an attraction for the young people here.
For those who will stay, there are not very many
options as the land is sold on a large scale.
The Chinese contractors continue to import labour,
while local industry only hires skilled labour from the big city.
Oh, my God... what a miss!
Shit! I'm gonna do it, right?
- Whoa! Whoa! - Nice drive.
Lovely! Beautiful! Fantastic! Fabulous!!!!
My God!
- This is me! - You're good.
- Pretty good job, man. - Oh, the guy's won.
Johnny, my heart.
Beautifu!
Beautiful!
Can you reach me where... I got to? Can you... can you get there?
If you do business like you play golf, I think we're in good shape...
Oh yeah, I'm gonna do that. Seriously.
I'm gonna do that.
When do you think we can get this resort going?
John... it's a serious matter, look at the environment.
Seriously, I want you to do something... for me.
Over here, something beautiful.
So... think of what you can do.
Christmas is coming...
and I need it soon, I need it soon! I wanna do business!
Thank you.
I wanna do business...
So if you can do it, even before Christmas... Johnny, why not?
- Let's do it! - Thank you!
Thank you!