Zambezia Page #2

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ones, it's time we left.

Hey no way, you just got here.

What was that all about?

Wait, wait, wait. What?

Do you know her?

And that Marabou recognized you.

The fence needs repair.

Dad, come on, forget the fence.

Talk to me.

Did you know about

the Zambezia place?

You did know.

All those years and

you never told me?

I have my reasons.

What reason could you possibly have

for keeping me stuck out here?

I'm doing what's best for you.

The best for me? Look for you.

I have no friends here...

Nothing to do, no life.

How can this be best for me?

Gogo told me that ..

You should never had

let her into our home.

When you stick your neck out for

other birds it only brings trouble.

But on Zambezia there

are the Hurricanes.

If we live there we

wouldn't have any problems.

Let me tell you how

it works in Zambezia.

The strong like us

protect the weak.

And who suffers in the end?

We do. Trust me.

You don't know what

you're talking about.

Yes, but. But I'll tell

you what I do know.

There is more to life than you, and

your fences and your boundaries.

There is a whole world

outside Khartoum.

Let's just go to Zambezia. You, and me, and...

I will never go back there.

Then I'm sorry. Day after day, Dad,

you teach me to look after myself.

Maybe, it's time I did.

You know where to find me.

I'm doing what's best for you.

Sorry, Dad. I had to do this.

With or without you.

Greetings, greetings. What are

you doing up here all alone?

I'm looking for Zambezia.

Then you're headed

the right way.

But you'd best join the line with

us or you'll be getting very tired.

Hey, don't worry about me,

I'm used to fly solo.

Are we almost there? So, what

you'll be doing in Zambezia?

I was kind of thinking of

joining the Hurricanes.

A country bird with big dreams.

Something like that.

Hey, check this out.

I'm a Hurricane.

I am broken low.

I am broken very, very low.

You know what I like to

do when I'm down? Eat.

Try these little chops here.

Only the ones with the...

Why us?

They have the nerve to call us, bandits.

More than get here.

And now one of them...

Has robbed me of

my only brother.

And now... I am...

Alone in the world.

Not quite alone. I mean, You've

got me, your fourth cousin.

Once removed, that's

something, isn't it?

Death is natural. Budzo.

It's just a part of

the cycle of life.

The last part.

I shouldn't have

been so hard on him.

Where is he? He

couldn't gotten far.

Budzo.

I'm too tired of been

left out in the cold...

Fighting for scraps, while

Zambezia gets fatter.

I like scraps. You

see, sir Budzo...

We are... eh, scavengers. Yes, we, we...

We scavenge.

Right Cecil?

But all the things we

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