BOY: Baba...
MAN: Yes, my son.
BOY: Tell me a story.
MAN: (CHUCKLES) Which one?
The story of home.
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.
And we still hide, Baba?
Yes.
BOY: Why?
(IN THE TRUNK BY TOO $HORT PLAYING)
- Lucky shot! - That ain't lucky!
Whatever! Get outta here!
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!
Watch me get this.
Tim Hardaway style. That's what I call it, baby.
KID: Come on.
BOY: What you got?
You ain't got nothing.
MAN: 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. - Mmm-hmm.
Me and the twins are pulling up right here.
We're leaving this car behind, okay? We come this...
(FAINT RUSTLING)
Hide the straps.
Yo, is it the Feds?
No.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
It's these two Grace Jones-looking chicks.
They're holding spears.
Open it.
JAMES: You serious?
They won't knock again.
(SPEAKING XHOSA)
Who are you?
(IN ENGLISH) Prince N'Jobu, son of Azzuri.
(SPEAKING XHOSA)
Prove to me you are one of us.
(SPEAKS XHOSA)
My King.
(IN ENGLISH) Leave us.
This is James. I trust him with my life. He stays...
with your permission, King T'Chaka.
As you wish.
At ease.
(SPEAKS XHOSA)
Come, baby brother.
(IN ENGLISH) Let me see how you are holding up.
You look strong.
Glory to Bast, I am in good health.
How is home?
Not so good.
(IN XHOSA) Baby brother.
(IN ENGLISH) 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.
Why are you here?
Because I want you to look me in the eyes...
and tell me why you betrayed Wakanda.
I did no such thing.
(SPEAKS XHOSA)
Tell him who you are.
(IN ENGLISH) Zuri, son of Badu...
What?
James. James, you lied to me?
Leave him.
You were Wakandan this whole time?
You betrayed Wakanda!
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.
Check up!
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Guard your man, guard your man!
Yo.
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...
Prince T'Challa.
OKOYE: My Prince...
coming up on them now.
No need, Okoye. I can handle this alone.
Hmm.
I will get Nakia out as quickly as possible.
Just don't freeze when you see her.
What are you talking about?
I never freeze.
(MEN GRUNTING)
MILITANT #1: What's going on?
MILITANT #2: It's the car. It lost power. It won't start.
The car no start.
MILITANT #3: What happened?
MILITANT #4: The engine failed.
MILITANT #1: Ours, too.
What is it, Captain?
- Defense positions. - (GUNS COCKING)
Defense positions.
MILITANT #2: Are we under attack?
Defense positions.
Get around to the side.
Defense positions.
Hey. Defense positions!
No games.
(BARKING)
What do you see?
(WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY)
- Come in. Come in. - (SCREAMS)
Over there! Look back!
Watch out!
(ALL SCREAMING AND GRUNTING)
NAKIA: T'Challa, no!
This one's just a boy.
He got kidnapped as well.
BLACK PANTHER: Nakia...
I...
- I wanted... - MILITANT #1: Hey!
I have her! Don't move! I will shoot!
I will shoot her right now.
(GROANS)
You froze.
BLACK PANTHER: Ah...
Why are you here? You've ruined my mission.
My father is dead, Nakia.
I will be crowned king tomorrow.
And I wish for you to be there.
NAKIA: Carry yourselves home now.
WOMAN: Thank you.
And take the boy. Get him to his people.
Thank you oh.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
You will speak nothing of this day.
Yes.
Thank you.
(WAKANDA BY BAABA MAAL PLAYING)
OKOYE: Sister Nakia...
My Prince...
we are home.
This never gets old.
(WAKANDA BY BAABA MAAL PLAYING)
Queen Mother...
Princess...
My comfort for your loss.
RAMONDA: Thank you, Nakia.
It is so good to have you back with us.
Take her to the River Province
to prepare her for the ceremony.
Yes, General.
Did he freeze?
Like an antelope in headlights.
(LAUGHING)
Are you finished?
So surprised my little sister came
to see me off before our big day.
You wish!
I'm here for the EMP beads. I've developed an update.
Update? No. It worked perfectly.
How many times do I have to teach you?
Just because something works
doesn't mean that it cannot be improved.
You are teaching me? What do you know?
SHURI: More than you.
I can't wait to see what kind of update you make...
to your ceremonial outfit.
Shuri!
Sorry, Mother!
How are you feeling today, Mama?
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.
Good morning.
How can I help you?
I was just checking out these artifacts.
They tell me you're the expert.
Ah. You could say that.
They're beautiful.
Where's this one from?
The Bobo Ashanti tribe...
present day Ghana...
19th century.
For real?
What about this one?
That one's from the Edo people of Benin...
16th century.
Now, tell me about this one.
Also from Benin, seventh century.
(CLEARS THROAT) Fula tribe, I believe.
Nah.
I beg your pardon?
It was taken by British soldiers in Benin
but it's from Wakanda.
And it's made out of vibranium.
(CHUCKLES) Don't trip.
I'mma take it off your hands for you.
These items aren't for sale.
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?
Sir, I'm going to have to
(CLEARS THROAT) ask you to leave.
You got all this security in here
watching me ever since I walked in.
- (CLEARS THROAT) - But you ain't checking for
- what you put in your body. - (GASPS)
All right, mate. Let's have it.
- Come on, mate. Time. - (GRUNTS)
I think she might not be feeling too good.
Somebody get some help! Come here!
Call a doctor, please! Please, somebody, come help!
GUARD: Medical emergency right away
in the West African Exhibit, please, right away.
Look out.
Step back, please. Step back. Thank you.
Coming through over there. Medics coming through.
I'm gonna take a break.
MEDIC #1: Let's give the lady some space, please.
MEDIC #2: Step back, please, gents.
Step back, please.
(GUARDS GRUNT)
Hey, come here.
Come here. It's okay.
You can go, but just don't tell anyone, all right?
Bro, why you ain't just shoot him right here?
Because it's better to leave
the crime scene more spread out.
Makes us look like amateurs.
(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)
Now then, let's see if you know
what you're talking about.
(DEVICE WHIRRING)
That's just a taste.
(SNIFFING)
- You're gonna be a rich boy. - You better sell that quick.
(CHUCKLES) It's already sold!
Whatever you try,
the Wakandans'll probably show up.
That'll make my day.
I can kill two birds with one stone.
You're not telling me that's vibranium, too?
Nah, I'm just feeling it.
(SIREN WAILING)
(UPBEAT DRUMMING)
(SPEAKING XHOSA)
Onward!
(PEOPLE SINGING IN XHOSA)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(IN ENGLISH) I, Zuri...
son of Badu...
give to you...
Prince T'Challa...
the Black Panther!
(ALL CHEERING)
The prince...
will now have the strength of the Black Panther...
stripped away.
(UPBEAT DRUMMING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(ALL SPEAKING XHOSA)
Praise the ancestors.
(IN ENGLISH) 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.
- (SHOUTS) - (TRIBESPEOPLE REPEAT)
The Merchant Tribe will not challenge today.
- (SHOUTS) - (TRIBESPEOPLE REPEAT)
The Border Tribe will not challenge today.
- (SHOUTS) - (TRIBESPEOPLE REPEAT)
The River Tribe will not challenge today.
- (MINING TRIBESMAN SHOUTS) - (TRIBESPEOPLE REPEAT)
The Mining Tribe will not challenge today.
Is there any member of a royal blood...
who wishes to challenge for the throne?
(ALL MURMURING)
This corset is really uncomfortable...
so could we all just wrap it up and go home?
- Mother! - (ALL EXCLAIM)
(MEN CHANTING AND GRUNTING)
- Are they Jabari? - Yes.
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
M'Baku, what are you doing here?
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.
Mmm?
We will not have it.
I said, we will not have it, oh!
I, M'Baku...
leader of the Jabari...
I accept your challenge, M'Baku.
Glory to Hanuman.
(UPBEAT DRUMMING)
- Jabari! - (JABARI MEN YELL)
Dora Milaje!
(IN XHOSA) Onward!
(IN ENGLISH) Let the challenge begin!
(YELLING AND GRUNTING)
Oh!
(UPBEAT DRUMMING)
M'BAKU: Stand up!
(YELLS) Come!
- (M'BAKU LAUGHING) - WOMAN: T'Challa!
(M'BAKU YELLS)
Where is your god now?
- (CHEERING) - Yes!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
No powers.
No claws.
No special suit, oh!
Just a boy not fit to lead!
Show him who you are!
(T'CHALLA YELLS)
(YELLING)
(GROANS)
(T'CHALLA GROANS)
(YELLS)
I am Prince T'Challa...
son of King T'Chaka!
You can do this, T'Challa!
(GRUNTS)
Yes!
Come on!
Yield! Don't make me kill you.
I would rather die!
ALL: (CHANTING) T'Challa!
T'Challa!
You have fought with honor!
Now yield! Your people need you.
T'Challa!
Yield, man!
T'Challa!
(T'CHALLA SIGHS)
- Yes! Yes! - (ALL CHEERING)
ZURI: I now present to you...
King T'Challa...
the Black Panther.
(ALL CHEERING)
Zuri.
My King.
(WHOOPING)
Wakanda forever!
ALL: Wakanda forever!
Allow the Heart-Shaped Herb...
to restore the powers of the Black Panther...
and take you to the Ancestral Plane.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
ZURI: T'Chaka...
we call on you.
Come here to your son.
(SPEAKING XHOSA)
Praise the ancestors.
(SOFT GROWLING)
(LAUGHING)
(SPEAKS XHOSA)
Father.
My son.
(IN ENGLISH) I'm sorry.
T'CHAKA: Stand up.
You are a king.
(SPEAKING XHOSA)
What is wrong my son?
I am not ready.
Have you not prepared
to be king your whole life?
Have you not trained and studied,
been by my side?
(IN ENGLISH) That is not what I am talking about.
I am not ready to be without you.
A man who has not prepared his children
for his own death...
has failed as a father.
Have I ever failed you?
Never.
Tell me how to best protect Wakanda.
I want to be a great king, Baba.
Just like 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.
(GASPING)
Breathe.
T'Challa, breathe.
(BREATHING DEEPLY)
Breathe.
He was there.
(CHUCKLES)
He was there. My father.
(BEREBERE BY IDRISSA SOUMAORO PLAYING)
Just one?
Come home, Nakia.
I'm right here.
Stay.
I came to support you and to 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.
What would you have Wakanda do about it?
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.
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.
Wakanda is strong enough to help others
and protect ourselves at the same time.
(SIGHS)
If you were not so stubborn, you would make a great queen.
I would make a great queen because I am so stubborn.
- Ah! See, you admit it! - If that's what I wanted.
T'CHALLA: Is that him?
Glory to Bast, man. Is he still growing?
W'KABI: Of course.
I see Nakia is back.
You guys going to work it out?
T'Challa...
what's wrong?
Nakia thinks we should be doing more.
More, like what?
Foreign aid, refugee programs.
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.
But waging war on other countries
has never been our way.
(KIMOYO BEADS TRILLING)
You, too, huh?
Bast! We're in trouble.
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.
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.
Wakanda does not need a warrior right now.
We need a king.
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.
It's too great an opportunity to pass.
W'KABI: Take me with you.
We'll take him down together, side by side.
I need you here protecting the border.
Then I ask...
you kill him where he stands...
or you bring him back to us.
You have my word.
I will bring him back.
We will proceed with the mission.
(UPBEAT AFRICAN MUSIC PLAYING)
My King!
- Stop it. Stop it. - (CHUCKLES)
I've already sent a car ahead to Busan for you.
Who are you taking with you to Korea?
Okoye.
And Nakia as well.
You sure it's a good idea to take your ex on a mission?
Yes.
We'll be fine.
Besides, you'll be on call should we need backup.
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.
T'CHALLA: Ah.
And what are these?
The real question is (SHOUTS) what are those?
(CHUCKLES)
Why do you have your toes out in my lab?
What, you don't like my royal sandals?
I wanted to go old school for my first day.
I bet the Elders loved that.
(CHUCKLES)
Try them on.
Fully automated.
Like the old American movie Baba used to watch.
T'CHALLA: Mmm.
And I made them completely sound absorbent.
Interesting.
Guess what I call them.
Sneakers.
Because you...
Never mind.
If you're going to take on Klaue...
you'll need the best the design group has to offer.
Exhibit A.
T'CHALLA: My design. SHURI: Old tech.
- Old? - Functional, but old.
"Hey, people are shooting at me.
"Wait, let me put on my helmet."
- Enough. - (CHUCKLES)
Now, look at these.
Do you like that one?
Tempting.
But the idea is to not be noticed.
This one.
(TRILLING)
Now tell it to go on.
SHURI: Ooh!
The entire suit sits within the teeth of the necklace.
Strike it.
- Anywhere? - Mmm-hmm.
Not that hard, genius!
You told me to strike it. You didn't say how hard.
I invite you to my lab,
and you just kick things around?
Well, maybe you should make it a little stronger.
Hey.
Wait a minute.
SHURI: The nanites absorb the kinetic energy...
and hold it in place for redistribution.
Very nice.
Strike it again in the same spot.
(KIMOYO BEADS BEEP)
You're recording?
For research purposes.
(SHURI LAUGHS MOCKINGLY)
Delete that footage.
(HANGOVER BY PSY AND SNOOP DOGG PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
This way.
Bast willing, this will go quickly...
and I can get this ridiculous thing off my head.
It looks nice. Just whip it back and forth.
What? It's a disgrace.
(IN KOREAN) Hello Sophia.
Good to see you.
Who are these two?
My friends from Kenya.
Very deep pockets. They're good.
Good for trouble...
...like you?
(EXCLAIMS)
Thank you!
(PRAY FOR ME BY THE WEEKND AND KENDRICK LAMAR PLAYING)
T'CHALLA: (IN ENGLISH) Spread out.
The buyer is likely already here.
The woman outside.
What trouble was she referring to?
Ah... I got into a disagreement
with some ivory traders.
- Made a bit of a mess. - Hmm.
And will there be any trouble tonight,
Ms. Kenyan Heiress?
Depends...
on how quickly we finish the mission.
OKOYE: (ON RADIO) Can we please focus?
Thank you.
(SPEAKING KOREAN)
Over here.
One whiskey, please.