Mr. Adeniyi: A land my great grandfather cultivated after his father, my grandfather cultivated after his father, my father cultivated after his father; and I have been cultivating since I retired, after my father. This man sitting over there, he calls himself Chief Etim, but I call him thief Etim.
Mr. Chairman: You have to be careful with your choice of words Mr. Adeneyi.
Chief Etim: No oh! Let him go on. The same reason I gave him those bruises on his head.
Mr. Chairman: You did that to him?
Chief Etim: Yes nah.
Mr. Chairman: Even with the cutlass in his hands?
Chief Etim: Of course. He didn't know I was a rugged entity.
Mr. Chairman: You must also be a black belt holder Chief. (Chief Etim and Mr. Chairman burst into a short chronic laughter)
Mallam Sanni: Nawa oh! You get am for cutlass this man come beat you like this? Kai! Oga you no get am for power. If na me, I go cut am small small like suya.
Mr. Chairman: Continue Mr. Adeneyi. - Officers take away the cutlass from him first.
Officer 1: Yes Sir. Give me that cutlass jare. You no even sabi hold am. Nonsense!
Mr. Chairman: We are listening to you. Mr. Adeneyi!
(Mr. Adeneyi keeps mute and sits down)
Iya Joke: This man woke up one day and decided to claim our land. He is claiming he bought the land from one Mr. Sanni.