1:02:02
You understand my question?
1:02:06
I'm not sure I do.
1:02:07
The King of Pop.
1:02:11
Michael Jackson.
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He come to Egypt.
I see picture in newspaper.
1:02:15
"Hello," with the white glove.
"I'm Michael Jackson in my hotel room...
1:02:19
...with my chop-up face." Your country
make him chop up his face.
1:02:23
I don't think so.
1:02:25
Michael Jackson is pop king of sick
fucking country.
1:02:28
That's bullshit. He did it to himself.
1:02:35
You are the blind bullshit,
my main man.
1:02:38
It is so obvious a black man...
1:02:40
...make the skin white and the hair
straight, and you know why?
1:02:44
No.
1:02:46
Your sick fucking country make the black
man hate himself...
1:02:49
...just like you hate the Arab
and the children you bomb over here.
1:02:53
I don't hate children.
1:02:55
-This is illegal. The war is over.
-That's why you are illegal.
1:02:58
You broke the cease-fire, and I think
even you steal the gold.
1:03:01
So nobody know where you are, right?
Your Army don't know.
1:03:05
I'll send you to Baghdad for a long
time. Nobody found you.
1:03:13
-Do they care, buddy?
-Does who care?
1:03:15
Do your Army care about the children
in Iraq? Do they come back to help?
1:03:19
No, they're not coming.
1:03:34
Do your Army...
1:03:36
...come back to help the people?
1:03:39
Tell the truth, dudesky.
1:03:41
Save us the big bummer.
1:03:43
That's the truth.