Queen of Katwe Page #6

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And she became my everything.

Then, this one Saturday...

My grandmother came

crying mother's name.

And I knew, in that moment,

that...

Mama had died.

I lost her for a second time.

I, too, thought things

could never change.

But they did.

Losses happen for all of us.

But what matters is

when you reset the pieces

and play again.

Huh?

The Rwabushenyi championship

is waiting for you.

One day, you'll be ready for it.

And then your life could change.

I don't want to go back

to my mother's place.

I want to stay here...

Study and work on my chess.

Can I stay for some time?

Yes.

Yes, you can.

I will speak to your mother.

Is Phiona all right?

She will be staying

with us for a while.

What is it, Robert?

I must let you know something.

Mr. Wilson, from east Africa

sewerage called.

He finally offered me a job

as an engineering supervisor.

Good pay.

Much higher than what we now

receive from the ministry.

I refused him.

I cannot leave the pioneers.

This may make our lives

more complicated.

Sorry for that.

Why do you do this?

Why are you sorry for doing

what you know is right?

I always knew you were

the kind of person

who would give everything to

a purpose like the pioneers.

That is your work.

And that is the work

of this family.

Who can name all the countries

in our dearly beloved Africa?

Me, teacher!

Me, teacher!

How about you, Phiona?

Do you know one?

Sudan?

Excellent.

That's right.

Now please open your books

and write down for me

the names of three

African countries.

Welcome home, son

Did you speak to Phiona?

When is she coming home?

I am here

She wishes to stay a bit longer

with coach and his family.

Hey!

Mmm-hmm.

Checkmate.

What?

Madam Phiona.

Yes?

Are you a champion?

No, not yet.

Will you try at Rwabushenyi?

I don't think so.

Maybe next year.

No, you must try this year!

Phiona, do it for us.

Checkmate!

You must consider the

other side of your board.

Nowadays you beat me so easily!

Me, I think strategy must

run in your blood, eh?

Did one of your ancestors

command a great army?

These pieces are my army.

You must play at Rwabushenyi.

Mmm.

It is the premier tournament

in the country.

You would be playing

international masters.

Or do you fear losing?

Losing teaches me

how to play better.

I will play.

I can see your mother's

strength in you, Phiona.

How is she?

If I could see my mother

for just one more time...

I would give everything

in my possession for that.

No customers today.

Ah, it's still early.

They will come.

Mom...

Are you my daughter?

Yes, mom. I am.

Here, come. Sit, sit.

You are smart.

Thank you, mom.

Now I'm in school.

I know. I know.

Look, Richard.

Phiona has come back.

Put it here.

Mom.

Huh?

Coach is there.

Where?

Thank you.

Hello, madam.

You give this to your wife

from my family.

Please, please, no need

for that. Thank you.

You have done something

remarkable.

You are speaking no sense again.

Your children are blessed

because they have a mother

who never gave up on them.

And you did it all alone.

I have tried for them.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Buy some.

Sir...

Even me!

Spice!

Mama!

Please, sir.

You're my spice.

Yeah!

Oh, Zesiro.

Phiona has to win

that championship.

But no problem.

If not, your daughter

will sell with my daughter.

No. My daughter will not be

selling in the market.

Thank you, coach

This is the final round

of our Rwabushenyi national

chess championship.

Phiona Mutesi

and Christine Namaganda

are tied for first position

in the women's category.

They will now play

the final deciding game.

Commence play, please.

You belong here!

You belong here.

Silence.

Or move out.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Yes! Yes!

What does it mean?

What does it mean?

It means she's winning!

She's winning.

She queened the pawn!

- She queened the pawn!

- Yes, yes, yes!

Phiona.

Phiona! Phiona! Phiona!

Katwe! Katwe! Katwe!

Hold it up! Hold it up!

Katwe! Katwe! Katwe!

Madam! Madam!

Come!

Eh!

Mama!

Well done, madam.

All is happiness

Eh!

- Is this, uh, that Phiona?

- Mmm-hmm!

They made a book

on her life story.

Was she paid for this?

Yes, she was.

Hmm!

No! You play over there.

- Brian!

- Mama! Mama, come!

Come!

Just come, mama. Just come!

Wait, my sweater.

You don't need, mama.

Mom.

Let's go.

- Where are we going?

- Just come!

Where are you taking me?

Mom, just enter. Just enter.

Where are you taking me

in this motorcar?

Wait!

I can see that red thing

for mummy.

See that red shirt.

Red shirt.

Where are we?

We are home, mama.

Ah!

Ah!

Beautiful. Beautiful.

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