Bucky, what happen?
Sorry, Bob. I should have been dere dat night.
Jah know, mi upset with what go on.
All right. Bob, listen, they are ready.
You gotta get out there, man. We’re good.
Yu all right?
Yeah. Mi all right.
Bucky, what happen?
Sorry, Bob. I should have been dere dat night.
Jah know, mi upset with what go on.
All right. Bob, listen, they are ready.
You gotta get out there, man. We’re good.
Yu all right?
Yeah. Mi all right.
Rita, yu all right? I don’t know why yu have the boys in dem kinda environment.
Suppose somethin’ did happen to dem.
Nuttin no happen to dem. Dem will learn.
I startin’ to wonder if you need to take it serious, Bob. I don’t think is a coincidence that you doin’ this concert and all of a sudden, Manley feel is time to vote.
Mi no control dem politics, Rita. Please. Think about cancelin’ the show.
Yu stayin’ for dinner?
Oh, sorry, next time. Mi have to work.
Again?
Last week’s murders marked a grim escalation in the already deeply divided nation. Jamaican Prime Minister Michael Manley has denied any responsibility for the violence leading up to last year’s election and instead blames opposition leader Edward Seaga for fueling the flames that led to the murders. The perpetrators are now held in detention camps known as Gun Courts. Among those taken into custody are Claudie Massop and Bucky Marshall, rival gang leaders suspected of fomenting the violence.
Jah, Rastafari!
Sometimes the messenger has to become the message.
Well, every government pon di face of dis earth is illegal, man. Not one of dem is legal.