The White King

Synopsis: Djata is a care-free 12-year-old growing up in a brutal dictatorship shut off from the outside world. When the government imprisons his father, Peter, and Djata and his mother Hannah are labeled traitors, the boy will not rest until he sees his father again.
Genre: Drama, Sci-Fi
Production: Omnibus Entertainment / Film Movement
  11 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.5
Rotten Tomatoes:
70%
Year:
2016
89 min
23 Views


The White King

Give up already?

I'm invincible?

Tick-tock, tick-tock...

Tick-tock, tick-tock...

- Wait..

Check.

And... mate.

I knew you could do it. Nice job.

Come on, dad!

Hey...

- Hey...

Come on...

I got it!

Oh, I got it, come on!

Whew! We did it.

Hey Dad, pass the ball.

- Ready?

Wait...

Don't you ever turn into your father.

Go get it.

What are you looking at, Hank?

You see how he's watching over us?

Young Hank Lumber, trail

blazer of the home land.

Believe that and you

believe anything.

My teacher said he's a hero.

You see what he's really guarding?

Young Hank had loot to hide. All

the treasure you can imagine.

At the foot of that statue,

there's a giant cave,

filled with Young Hank's gold.

Really?

Perhaps Young Hank never existed.

- Exactly.

There's a vagabond with a mangled

face who guards that treasure.

He goes by the name "Pickaxe."

They say he prowls around

in that fence at night,

whispering to the birds.

Who knows what's true?

Don't blindly believe anyone.

Peter...

Fitz? Peter Michael Fitz?

Peter to my friends.

Dad?

- Djata...

Mom, what's happening?

- I don't know.

Now?

- Yes.

Can I say goodbye?

Sure.

A couple of minutes won't

make a lot of difference.

Djata, these two men would

like to ask me a few questions.

These...uh, gentlemen are your

father's coworkers, right?

They want him for his expertise.

Which is why I'm not going

to be here for a while.

Huh? But I promise I'll write.

OK?

Can I come?

- No, Djata, it doesn't work that way.

Plus, you wouldn't like it there, anyway.

Do you promise me you'll be good?

You'll take care of your mom?

Huh?

- Yeah.

You're the man of the house now.

OK?

- But...

Come along, now.

- It's OK.

Don't want you to be late.

And you're right. We really

need your husband's expertise.

Let's go!

Stay strong. All right?

Okay.

Don't go, Dad!

It's OK.

It's OK.

It's OK, it's going to be fine.

- See you soon.

We'll see him soon.

Yeah.

As you know, tomorrow is a big day.

We expect you to be punctual,

presentable, and on your best behavior.

Junior Defense League cadets, remember

to pick up your uniforms and rifles here

at 1000 hours,. Make us proud...you

are the seeds of tomorrow's harvest.

Left, right, left, right...

Left, right, left, right...

Left, right, left, right...left, right

left, right

- Stop!

And halt!

Alright, come on.

- Come on.

Faster.

Just can it, dude.

- How...how can we get it done?

Seriously, how does he expect

us to make a banner by tomorrow?

That's rough.

- I'll get my dad to help.

Yeah, my dad will

get us some paints.

It will be sweet.

What about you, Djata?

I don't know; I'll figure something out.

Let's play some ball!

- Yeah, come on!

Yeah!

- Let's go!

You know what? I'll

catch you guys later.

Really?

- Yeah.

OK.

- Come on.

Let's go boys! Whoop, whoop!

Hey, losers!

Oh, yeah, there it is!

What do you got? What do you got?

OK...

Alright, come on!

Do the head, do the head!

Oh, no!

Hi, Mrs. Setterman.

Tomorrow, starting at 1200 hours,

citizens in every corner of our land,

will celebrate the 30th anniversary

of our great independence.

Hi!

- ...glory to the homeland.

It's a letter, it's from your dad.

Did someone cross this out?

Oh yeah, they...sometimes do that.

It's okay.

Go on.

"I'll see you soon."

- Yeah.

"You just have to be patient."

Yeah. You're absolutely right.

They just can't do without him.

Is that good?

Yeah...

I got to go to work.

You'll be OK?

Yeah.

Alright.

Goodnight, mom.

- 'Night.

How many times do I have to tell you?

It's a wasteland;

just read the signs.

They wouldn't put a

sign saying "Treasure".

I don't care what you think. My

dad says there's gold in there.

He's kind of been away for a while.

Your dad.

He's OK? He's not sick, is he?

Sometimes you say some

stupid sh*t, Shabby.

What I know is, that buried deep inside

the forest is Young Hank's treasure.

But it is impossible to get inside.

Because it's guarded by the vagabond

with a messed up face.

You keep off! My guard

dog will rip you in half!

The Ax! The pick ax! I told you!

I told you!

I said you were a bad influence.

You bet.

Perfect.

Good...Good...

Hold it up, son.

Can't you do better than that?

Yes, sir.

- We can't hear you.

Yes, sir!

What is this?

- My flag, sir.

Isn't it good?

It's more than good.

I love it.

It's professional. Look at this!

In one word:
Brilliant.

Isn't it?

Superlative!

Thank you, sir.

You see, class,

we work hard

we sow the soil,

and tend the land

where we become little

more than parasites.

Like this little thief here.

You're the lowest form of scum I have seen.

The homeland is glorious,

the homeland is free,

The homeland is

...the mountains to the seas.

The many victories,

the fruits of truth and unity,

Our heart is a brotherhood,

our song is liberty.

The homeland is peaceful,

the homeland is just.

Attention!

Left!

Left!

Up!

Is your mother home?

Didn't you hear me? I

asked you a question.

Yeah, she's taking a shower.

All right.

We'll just come on in.

What are you doing here?

Do you mind?

Nice to see you, too.

Funny, I didn't seem to see

you in the crowd today.

I blend in.

- Oh.

May I?

It's OK...

- Yeah...

We were just passing by, I thought

we'd drop in and say "Hi".

Catch up with the little one here.

Rumor has it he's a thief.

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