No, You will be king.

Mhm.

But the throne was passed to a male heir.

Akeem, It appears you have a son.

He must be found.

Prepare the Royal Chet.

We are going back to America.

Oh, hell no!

Your Majesty!

Come on, I'm back.

Say it again.

And his mother?

My mother.

Come on!

Yes!

Oh, just I'm the king of this shop.

That's funny.

Help!

Well, well.

Say it again.

It is so good to see you.

Well, Abby!

Damn!

Look.

Come up in here.

Yeah, Kinta, You and me both famine and blood diamonds.

There's a Mandela and winning because hungry babies with flies on the face.

Hey!

Whoa!

That's too much.

Now you stepped over the line.

We will be talking that kind of shit about hungry, baby, You're going to get out of my chest.

Politically incorrect.

So what you doing back here?

Hotel Rwanda?

I'm back.

Say it again.

Yeah.

Good.