:06:03
SikanderguI, high in mountains.
Sit on throne.
:06:06
AII peopIe worship him.
:06:08
Then one day, time comes,
he say he must go to East.
:06:12
PeopIe puII their hair out,
tear cIothes.
:06:15
So Sikander promised to send back son.
:06:19
328 B.C., encycIopaedia said.
:06:24
They saw arrow go into Danny´s chest,
him pIuck it out, and not bIeeding.
:06:30
So?
:06:31
So, son of Sikander.
:06:35
They think I´m a god?
:06:40
A god! Put your foot out
that I may kiss your big toe.
:06:45
-You may kiss my royaI arse.
-Not royaI, hoIy!
:06:49
-You´re a deity, remember?
-Peachy.
:06:52
-Yes, BiIIy?
-Is Danny not son of Sikander?
:06:56
No, he´s a man Iike us. He can
break wind at both ends simuItaneous.
:07:00
Which I bet is more
than any god can do!
:07:03
But the arrow.
:07:07
The arrow stuck in the bandoIier.
No miracIe.
:07:10
You better teII them. And my dad´s
name was Herbert Dravot, Esquire...
:07:15
...and he was a bar steward in Durham!
:07:18
Hang on, Danny.
:07:30
-Maybe we´re missing a bet.
-What do you mean?
:07:34
Supposing you was an ignorant Kafiri...
:07:36
...who wouId you rather foIIow,
a god or a man?
:07:40
Now, we´re here to conquer
this country, ain´t we?
:07:44
WeII, with you as a god, it wouId take
haIf the time and haIf the troubIe.
:07:49
The idea is a bit bIasphemous Iike.
:07:52
No, Danny...
:07:53
...bIaspheming is when
you take his name in vain...
:07:59
...God AImighty´s.