The Last King of Scotland Page #3

Will you take the job?

I'm sorry.

You want me to be your physician?

- Do you want to be of service to Uganda?

- Yes, I do.

Then what better way

than to look after the health of its president?

Let me tell you, it will not be a difficult job

because me, myself,

I am a man in perfect physical condition.

Also, I know precisely when I will die.

It came to me in a dream.

So you do not have to worry

about making a mistake.

I'm really sorry. I'm very honoured, but...

Nicholas, I understand.

Me, myself, I did not want to be president,

but the people, they wanted it so.

Listen to me. This is very important.

Here, in Kampala,

you will have a hand in creating

a new health service for this country,

something that will help millions of people.

I'm sorry. I do have a commitment

to the mission in Mogambo

and I'd be letting them down horribly.

You see?

It's the woman, the one I saw you with.

You want to get back to be with her.

Not entirely.

It's the woman. It's the woman.

Why don't you tell her

to come and be here with us?

It's not that simple. It's complicated.

Why?

Is she married?

Yes, she is.

Doctor.

Doctor, you, you are very naughty.

Me?

Now you are even more interesting.

Married woman,

they are always the most passionate.

- It's true.

- They are so grateful.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for wasting your time.

No, no.

My car will take you back

first thing in the morning.

But, in the meantime,

tonight we are having a state dinner.

- Please, would you join us there?

- I'd very much like that. Thank you.

You have a suit? A dark suit?

No. No, I don't.

How much is this gonna cost me, by the way?

It's OK. It's on president's account.

Can I just...

Stop!

- What's going on?

- Obote's men. They're everywhere.

- Really?

- Yep.

They're communists, you know?

Mind you, Amin's more than

a match for them.

He's ex-British army. King's African Rifles.

Jamshid, pack those up

and have them sent to the High Commission.

OK, thank you.

Yes, he's a little unpredictable,

but he's got a firm hand.

Only thing the African

really understands. Thanks, Jamshid.

Up yours, too, pal.

Bloody English.

Hello.

Hello.

- Hello there. How do you do?

- Nicholas. I'm so happy you came.

- So am I.

- Please. Please, this way.

I want to introduce you

to my wives. Excuse me.

This is Malyamu. She is my first wife.

She has given me five children.

Hello.

And this one, Nora. She has given me three.

Hi there.

And that here is Kay.

- Yes. This is Dr Nicholas Garrigan.

- Hello.

- He saved my life.

- Really, I just stitched his hand up.

- Don't be so modest.

- It is you I have to thank for the T-shirt.

Right. So you must be Campbell's mother?

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