BONES and BOKKIE sit on the pavement in the sun. Jackets off, ties pulled loose.

BONES and BOKKIE: Crime! Crime! Crime!

BOKKIE: So, the other day I'm in Joubert Park.

BONES: Ja?

BOKKIE: I'm standing at a robot, kinda day dreaming - I'm looking at this kid sniffing glue. He's got a face like an angel…

BONES: …and he's sniffing glue.

BOKKIE: So anyway, a guy kinda dances into the road in front of me, his arms flapping and his face grinning, dances around to my left window, you know, and he just catches me off guard!

BONES: Off guard!

BOKKIE: Now I know all the scams, but he catches me off guard, and I'm screaming - get away from the window! Get away from the window! And the guys on the pavement next to the glue sniffer are laughing, and this guy on the pavement catches my face, you know?

BONES: The fear…

BOKKIE: … and he makes like a gorilla and shouts at me ‘I'll kill you’, I ‘l l kill you’, and he's growling, and we're both laughing, kinda embarrassed, because we both caught with our pants down, if you know what I mean?

BONES: With your pants down!

BOKKIE: … and I grin and give him a thumbs up sign and then put my fukken foot down - the robot was green - you know what I mean?

BONES: So, what's crime, Boks?

BOKKIE: Things against the law.

BONES: Who's the law? What's the law, Who made the law? How sacred is the law? Who does this law protect? The innocent or the guilty? The criminal or the victim? Let me ask you? How old is crime?

BOKKIE: You asking me?

BONES: Crime is as young as your innocence, crime is as old as the missionaries of Satan. Crime is the first field of corn.

BOKKIE: Jo'burg is built on crime. From the first moment that they picked up the nugget of gold - crime!

BONES: The first factory?

BOKKIE: Crime!

BONES: The Johannesburg washer men, and the Johannesburg whores, the Johannesburg brick works?