Disney+ original film Black Panther was released February 16th, 2018.
#BlackPanther made $1.349B at the international box office.
rottentomatoes: 96%
metacritic: 88
imdb: 7.3
oscars: 3 wins
golden globes: 3 nominations
SAG awards: 2 wins
Prince T’Challa
T’Challa inherits his fathers throne in Wakanda, Africa.
“No need, Okoye. I can handle this one. I will get Nakia out as quickly as possible. What are you talking about? I never freeze. Nakia… I… I wanted… ah… my father is dead, Nakia. I will be crowned king tomorrow. And I wish for you to be there. This never gets old.” — T’Challa
“Are you finished? So surprised my little sister came to see me off before our big day. Update? No. It worked perfectly. You are teaching me? What do you know? I can’t wait to see what kind of update you make… to your ceremonial outfit. How are you feeling today, Mama? I accept your challenge, M’Baku. Dora Milaje! Onward! I am Prince T’Challa… son of King T’Chaka! Yield! Don’t make me kill you! You have fought with honor! Now yield! Your people need you. Yield, man! Zuri. Wakanda forever!” — T’Challa
“Father. I’m sorry. I am not ready. That is not what I am talking about. I am not ready to be without you. Never. Tell me how to best protect Wakanda. I want to be a great king, Baba. Just like you. He was there. He was there. My father.” — T’Challa
“Come home, Nakia. Stay. What would you have Wakanda do about it? We are not like these other countries, Nakia. If the world found out what we truly are… what we possess… we could lose our way of life. If you were not so stubborn, you would make a great queen. Ah! See, you admit it! Is that him? Glory to Bast, man. Is he still growing? Nakia thinks we should be doing more. Foreign aid, refugee programs. But waging war on other countries has never been our way. You, too, huh?” — T’Challa
“Klaue has escaped our pursuits for almost 30 years. Not capturing him is, perhaps, my father’s greatest regret. I wish to bring Klaue back here to stand trial. I need you here protecting the border. You have my word. I will bring him back. We will proceed with the mission. Stop it. Stop it. Okoye. And Nakia as well. Yes. We’ll be fine. Besides, you’ll be on call should we need backup. Ah. And what are these? What, you don’t like my royal sandals? I wanted to go old school for my first day. Mmm. Interesting. My design. Old? Enough. Tempting. But the idea is to not be noticed. This one. Anywhere? You told me to strike it. You didn’t say how hard. Well, maybe you should make it a little stronger. Wait a minute. Very nice. Strike it again in the same spot. You’re recording? Delete that footage.” — T’Challa
“Spread out. The buyer is likely already here. The woman outside. What trouble was she referring to? Hmm. And will there be any trouble tonight, Ms. Kenyan Heiress? Six. Just spotted an old friend who works for the CIA. It just got a little more complicated. Agent Ross. You are buying from Klaue. I gave you Zemo. Klaue is walking out that door with me. You’ve been warned. I’m not here to make a deal. General. And the vibranium? Stand down. We can’t afford a shootout. Murderer! Shuri! For Bast’s sake! Just drive! Keep going!” — T’Challa
Nakia
“T’Challa, no! This one’s just a boy. He got kidnapped as well. Why are you here? You’ve ruined my mission. Carry yourselves home now. And take the boy. Get him to his people. Oh! Yes! Come on.”
“I’m right here. I came to support you and honor your father… but I can’t stay. I found my calling out there. I’ve seen too many in need just to turn a blind eye. I can’t be happy here… knowing that there’s people out there who have nothing. Share what we have. We could provide aid… and access to technology and refuge to those who need it. Other countries do it, we could do it better. Wakanda is strong enough to help others and protect others at the same time. I would make a great queen because I am so stubborn. If that’s what I wanted.”
“This way. It looks nice. Just whip it back and forth. Hello, Sophia. Good to see you. My friends from Kenya. Very deep pockets. They’re good. Thank you. Ah… I got into a disagreement with some ivory traders. Made a bit of a mess. Depends… on how quickly we finish the mission. Over here. One whiskey, please. Eyes up. Americans. I count three. Klaue, plus eight! I don’t see it yet. There’s not supposed to be. We need to move on Klaue. It’s now or never. Do we just leave him? Which one is he in now? I’ll take the right.”
General Okoye
“My Prince… coming up on them now. Hmm. Just don’t freeze when you see her. You froze. You will speak nothing of this day.”
“Sister Nakia… My Prince… we are home. Queen mother… Princess… my comfort for your loss. Take her to the River Province to prepare her for the ceremony. Like an antelope in headlights.”
“My King. My love. You will never guess who just popped up on our radar. A misidentified Wakandan artifact… was stolen yesterday from a British museum. We have learned Ulysses Klaue… plans to sell the vibranium to an American buyer… in South Korea… tomorrow night. It’s too great an opportunity to pass.”
“Bast willing, this will go quickly… and I can get this ridiculous thing off my head. What? It’s a disgrace. Can we please focus? Thank you. Five. How could you miss Greased Lightning there behind you? In position to secure our exit. I thought there were no weapons allowed in here. Somebody did not get the memo. Definitely armed. Six more. It’s a setup. Stand down! He’ll catch up. They’re trying to lose us.”
Queen Mother Ramonda
“Thank you, Nakia. It is so good to have you back with us. Shuri! Proud. Your father and I would talk about this day all the time. He is with us… and it is your time to be king. Yes. Show him who you are!”
Princess Shuri
“Did he freeze? You wish. I’m here for the EMP beads. I’ve developed an update. How many times do I have to teach you? Just because something works doesn’t mean that it cannot be improved. More than you. Sorry, Mother!”
“This corset is really uncomfortable… so could we all just wrap it up and go home? Mother! Are they Jabari? You can do this, T’Challa! Yes! Yes!”
“My King! I’ve already sent a car ahead to Busan for you. Who are you taking with you to Korea? You sure it’s a good idea to make your ex on a mission? Yes! I have great things to show you, Brother. Here are your communication devices for Korea. Unlimited range, also equipped with audio surveillance system. Check these out. Remote access Kimoyo Beads. Updated to interface directly with my sand table. The real question is what are those? Why do you have your toes out in my lab? I bet the Elders loved that. Try them on. Fully automated. Like the old American movie Baba used to watch. And I made them completely sound absorbent. Guess what I call them. Sneakers. Because you… never mind. If you’re going to take on Klaue… you’ll need the best design group has to offer. Exhibit A. Old tech. Functional, but old. ‘Hey, people are shooting at me. Wait, let me put on my helmet.’ Now, look at these. Do you like that one? Now tell it to go on. Ooh! The entire suit sits within the teeth of the necklace. Strike it. Mmm-hmm. Not that hard, genius! I invite you to my lab, and you just kick things around? The nanites absorb the kinetic energy… and hold it in place for redistribution. For research purposes.”
“Yes! Wait! Which side of the road is it? Okay, calm down! Whoo! Let’s go! We’ll take the other two! I see a shortcut. We’re not going to make it! Whoo! Brother!”
M’Baku
“It’s challenge day. We have watched… and listened from the mountains! We have watched with disgust… as your technological advancements have been overseen by a child! Who scoffs at tradition! And now you want to hand the nation over to this prince… who could not keep his own father safe. We will not have it. I said, we will not have it, oh! I, M’Baku… leader of the Jabari… glory to Hanuman. Jabari! Stand up! Come! Where is your god now? No powers. No claws. No special suit, oh! Just a boy not fit to lead! I would rather die!”
Prince N’Jobu
“Yes, my son. Which one? Millions of years ago… a meteorite made of vibranium… the strongest substance in the universe… struck the continent of Africa… affecting the plant life around it. And when the time of man came… five tribes settled on it and called it Wakanda. The tribes lived in constant war with each other… until a warrior shaman… received a vision from the Panther Goddess Bast… who led him to the Heart-Shaped Herb… a plant that granted him superhuman strength, speed and instincts. The warrior became king… and the first Black Panther… the protector of Wakanda. Four tribes agreed to live under the king’s rule… but the Jabari Tribe isolated themselves in the mountains. The Wakandans used vibranium to develop technology… more advanced than any other nation. But as Wakanda thrived… the world around it descended further into chaos. To keep vibranium safe… the Wakandans vowed to hide in plain sight… keeping the truth of their power from the outside world. Yes.”
“Hey, look, if we get in and out quick, won’t be no worries. You in the van, come in through from the west. Come around the corner. Land right here. Me and the twins are pulling up right here. We’re leaving this car behind, okay? We come this… hide the straps. No. Open it. They won’t knock again. Prince N’Jobu, son of Azzuri. My King. This is James. I trust him with my life. He stays… with your permission, King T’Chaka. Glory to Bast, I am in good health. How is home? Why are you here? I did no such thing. What? James. James, you lied to me? You are Wakandan this whole time?”
King T’Chaka
“Leave us. At ease. Come, baby brother. Let me see how you are holding up. You look strong. Not so good. Baby brother. There has been an attack. This man… Ulysses Klaue… stole a quarter ton of vibranium from us… and triggered a bomb at the border to escape. Many lives were lost. He knew where we hid the vibranium… and how to strike. He had someone on the inside. Because I want you to look me in the eyes… and tell me why you betrayed Wakanda. Tell him who you are. Leave him. How could you lie to me like… stand down. Did you think that you were the only spy we sent here? Prince N’Jobu… you will return home at once… where you will face the Council… and inform them of your crimes.”
“My son. Stand up. You are a king. What is wrong my son? Have you not prepared to be king your whole life? Have you not trained and studied, been by my side? A man who has not prepared his children for his own death… has failed as a father. Have I ever failed you? You’re going to struggle. So you’ll need to surround yourself with people you trust. You’re a good man with a good heart. And it’s hard for a good man to be king.”
Zuri
“Mmm-hmm. Yo, is it the Feds? It’s these two Grace Jones-looking chicks. They’re holding spears. You serious? Zuri, son of Badu… You betrayed Wakanda!”
“I, Zuri… sone of Badu… give to you… Prince T’Challa… the Black Panther! The prince… will now have the strength of the Black Panther… stripped away. Praise the ancestors. Victory in ritual combat… comes by yield or death. If any tribe wishes to put forth a warrior… I now offer… a path to the throne. Is there any member of a royal blood… who wishes to challenge for the throne? M’Baku, what are you doing here? Let the challenge begin! I now present to you… King T’Challa… the Black Panther. My King.”
“Allow the Heart-Shaped Herb… to restore the powers of the Black Panther… and take you to the Ancestral Plane. T’Chaka… we call on you. Come here to your son. Praise the ancestors. Breathe. T’Challa, breathe. Breathe.”
Insurgents / Africa / South Korea
“What’s going on? It’s the car. It lost power. It won’t start. The car no start. What happened? The engine failed. Ours, too. What is it, Captain? Defense positions. Defense positions. Are we under attack? Defense positions. Get around to the side. Defense positions. Hey. Defense positions! No games. What do you see? Come in. Come in. Over there! Look back! Watch out! Hey! I have her! Don’t move! I will shoot! I will shoot her right now.”
“Thank you. Thank you oh. Yes. Thank you. Thank you.”
“Who are these two? Good for trouble… …like you? Three, craps. You know what? I think I’ll just take these… bring them over here and hold on for safekeeping. Hey! Hey! Let’s get out of here, boss!”
Agent Ross
“Your Highness. What I’m doing or not doing… on behalf of the U.S. government is none of your concern. Now, whatever the hell you’re up to… do me a favor, stay out of my way. Didn’t I keep it under wraps… that the king of a third world country runs around in a bulletproof cat suit? I’d say we were even. You really need to leave, now. Hey, you won! Mmm-hmm. Okay, heads up. The king of Wakanda is here. He cannot leave with Klaue. All right. Vibranium from the attack on Sokovia links back to a person… that I’m not actually saying I’m here to make a deal with… but that deal will not be called off. When the dust settles, you and me can work something out. Well, that is quite the entourage. You got a mixtape coming out? Please, don’t make me listen to your music. I just meant you got a lot of people with you. Okay. That’s enough. Vibranium? Get outta here!”
Oakland, California
“That ain’t lucky! Check up. Pick your man up! He open. Where you at? Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go. Pass! Pass! Got you, E. E, hurry up! Come on. What you got? You ain’t got nothing. Guard your man, guard your man! Yo.”
The Dora Milaje
“Who are you? Prove to me you are one of us.”
“Yes, General.”
“Onward!”
Wakanda
“Praise the ancestors. The Merchant Tribe will not challenge today. The Border Tribe will not challenge today. The River Tribe will not challenge today. The Mining Tribe will not challenge today. T’Challa! T’Challa! T’Challa! T’Challa! T’Challa! T’Challa! T’Challa! T’Challa! T’Challa! Wakanda forever!”
“Just one.”
“Wakanda does not need a warrior right now. We need a king.”
W’Kabi
“Of course. I see Nakia is back. You guys going to work it out? What’s wrong? More, like what? You let the refugees in… they bring their problems with them. And then Wakanda is like everywhere else. Now if you said you wanted me and my men… to go out there and clean up the world, then I’ll be all for it. Bast! We’re in trouble. My parents were killed when he attacked. Not a day goes by when I do not think about what Klaue took from us. From me. Take me with you. We’ll take him down together, side by side. Then I ask… you kill him where he stands… or you bring him back to us.”
Reporter
“The tiny nation of Wakanda is mourning the death of its monarch, King T’Chaka. The beloved ruler was one of many confirmed dead… after a terrorist attack at the United Nations a week ago. The suspect has since been apprehended. Though it remains one of the poorest countries in the world… fortified by mountain ranges… and an impenetrable rainforest… Wakanda does not engage in international trade or accept aid. The succession of the throne… is expected to fall to the oldest of the king’s two children…”
London
“Good morning. How can I help you? Ah. You could say that. The Bob Ashanti tribe… present day Ghana… 19th century. That one’ sfrom the Edo people of Benin… 16th century. Also from Benin, seventh century. Fula tribe, I believe. I beg your pardon? These items are not for sale. Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
“All right, mate. Let’s have it. Come on, mate. Time. Medical emergency right away in the West African Exhibit, please, right away. Look out. I’m gonna take a break. Step back, please, gents. Step back, please.”
Ulysses Klaue
“Step back, please. Step back. Thank you. Coming through over here. Medics coming through. Let’s give the lady some space, please. Hey, come here. Come here. It’s okay. You can go, but just don’t tell anyone, all right? Because it’s better to leave the crime scene more spread out. Makes us look like amateurs. Now then, let’s see if you know what you’re talking about. That’s just a taste. You’re gonna be a rich boy. It’s already sold! That’ll make my day. I can kill two birds with one stone. You’re not telling me that’s vibranium, too?”
“Oh, yeah. Yeah, actually, there is one. I’ll send you the SoundCloud link, if you like. Hey, Dave, can you get the link to the tape? You think they’re for you? Don’t worry. I can do a deal with you all by myself, thank you very much. You got the diamonds? I was going to buy a fancy suitcase… but I thought I’d save myself some money. Wakandans! They’re here! Kill ’em all! Diamonds, quick! You know, you look just like your old man. I made it rain! That was awesome! That was awesome! Let’s go! Go, go, go, come on! Put some music on. What do you think this is, a funeral? Hey, split up!”
Killmonger
“Baba… tell me a story. The story of home. And we still hide, Baba? Why? Lucky shot! Whatever! Get outta here! Watch me get this. Tim Hardaway style. That’s what I call it, baby. Check up!”
“I was just checking out these artifacts. They tell me you’re the expert. They’re beautiful. Where’s this one from? For real? What about this one? Now, tell me about this one. Nah. It was taken by British soldiers in Benin but it’s from Wakanda. And it’s made out of vibranium. Don’t trip. I’mma take it off your hands for you. How do you think your ancestors got these? You think they paid a fair price? Or did they take it like they took everything else. You got all this security in here watching me ever since I walked in. But you ain’t checking for what you put in your body. I think she might not be feeling too good. Somebody get some help! Come here! Call a doctor, please! Please, somebody, come help!”
“Bro, why you ain’t just shoot him right here? You better sell that quick. Whatever you try, the Wakandans’ll probably show up. Nah, I’m just feeling it.”
