Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan Page #7

the Muslims, they look like you...

- ... black hair and a black mustache.

- Yes.

Shave that dadgummed mustache off

so you're not so conspicuous.

So you look like maybe an Italian

or something...

...as far as when people

looking at you.

I see a lot of people and I think,

"There's a dadgummed Muslim.

I wonder what kind of bomb

he's got strapped to him. "

- Yes.

- And you probably aren't a Muslim.

- Maybe that's not your religion.

- No, I am a Kazakh. I follow the hawk.

But you look like one of them.

This thing gets over with

and when we win it...

...and kick the butts over there...

...and all of them son-of-a-bucks

hanging from the gallows...

...by that time,

you will have proven yourself...

...and you'll be accepted.

- Take care.

- Thank you.

- I ain't gonna kiss you.

- Why not?

The people that do the kissing

are the ones that float around like that.

- Are they all...?

- Yeah. Stay away from them that kiss.

- Okay.

- You don't want nobody kissing.

In my country they take them to jaiI

and finish them.

- Take them and hang them.

- Yes.

- That's what we're trying to get done.

- High five.

Ladies and gentlemen

of Salem, Virginia...

...would you please give a warm,

American welcome...

...to a gentleman who has come

all the way from Kazakhstan...

...and we are honored

to have singing our nationaI anthem.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Borat Sagdiyev.

My name Borat.

I come from Kazakhstan.

Can I say first,

we support your war of terror.

May we show our support

to our boys in Iraq.

May U.S. and A.

kill every single terrorist.

May your George Bush

drink the blood...

...of every single man, woman

and child of Iraq.

Yeah!

May you destroy their country

so that for the next thousand years...

...not even a single lizard

will survive in their desert.

To show our friendship...

...I now will sing

our Kazakh nationaI anthem...

...to the tune of

your nationaI anthem.

Please stand.

We nearly died last night.

This journey is cursed.

We should have stayed in New York.

I was sad.

The rodeo peoples

did not like me.

What if Pamela did

not like me too?

We needed something

to change our fortunes.

Look, Azamat, a Gypsy village.

Let us extract some of their tears

so we can remove the curse.

Do not fear me, Gypsy,

all I want from you is your tears.

Please give them to me

or I will take them.

I'm not a Gypsy.

I'm a Midwestern farmer's daughter.

Americana.

You have many treasures.

Who did you rob for this?

We didn't rob them.

They came from the house.

I will look in your treasures, Gypsy.

Is this understood?

I will look on them.

Please do.

Who is this lady you have shrunk?

Was she the owner of this house

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