Sands of the Kalahari (1965) - full transcript

A small airplane crashes in the sweltering deserts of southern Africa hundreds of miles from civilization. As parallels are drawn between the stranded group of seven passengers and a nearby pack of savage baboons, one of the men's survivalist nature gets the better of him, as he decides his chances of survival would be better if the other men were eliminated one-by-one.

From where can I make a long

distance telephone call, please?

Can you ask over here?

To all passengers to Johannesburg!

A technical fault has delayed this

flight until 9:00 hour tomorrow morning.

Oh, God...

Will all passengers in transit and those

waiting to board SA flight 407 to Johannesburg

come forward to the desk at the

exit marked B.

Yes, they're announcing it now.

Can you hear?

For the convenience of passengers arrangements

for hotel accomodation have been made.

Miss Monckton, please!

Is it possible to speak

with you?

Sorry to disturb you,

Miss Monckton.

I am Dr. Bondarahkai. Perhaps you

remember me from the plane?

This is Mr. Grimmelman.

We met downstairs in the lobby.

And he has a contact with a private

plane service.

We are asking a few of

the other passengers

to help divide the cost,

you understand?

It is a very good two engine Beechcraft.

It can take just four, in addition to its cargo.

A very good pilot, he uses his own airstrip

where the old airport was.

If there are enough persons,

the cost will not be great.

With just two more people we'd make it

practical, financially that is.

You're on!

When do we leave?

Johannesburg,

big city.

Who wants to stay in this morgue?

Right, Miss Monckton?

Is it all right, or should

I look for another?

All right, I'll be ready

in a few minutes.

Hey!

Are you The Southwest Airways?

Yes, that's us, man.

You want something?

I heard back at the hotel you were taking off.

You got room for one more?

Yeah, climb on. I can manage

one more easy.

Here, I'll give you a hand.

All right, Mr. O'Brien.

Here, you sit here.

We're a touch heavy, you know that.

All that extra fuel and now

this new geezer.

Don't make a big case out of it. We've

gone a lot heavier than this.

Now stand your take-off course.

What?

That's a piece of woman there,

I tell you man.

These are beautiful rifles you

possess, Mr. O'Brien

Such workmanship, the mechanism, the balance,

even the carving on the stock,

beautiful, beautiful.

Gentlemen,

coffee?

Very kind.

Very kind.

Mr. Grimmelman?

Ja, that would be nice.

Thank you.

Mr. Bain, coffee?

I think perhaps Mr. Bain has had

sufficient liquid intake for the day.

Mr. Bain will be the judge of that.

Hey, man!

Man, take a look at that. We're

running into something.

How long has that been on?

She looks like one hell of a storm.

It's covering the whole front.

Yeah, without a cloud in the sky.

I've been watching, I tell you, man.

It just come on, up out of nowhere.

Just climb a bit, it shouldn't

be too much trouble.

Man, look at that!

That ain't dust.

What is it?

It's...I don't know...

Yeah, it must be.

Locusts, flying locusts.

Miles of them.

Pull it up man, pull up!

Well what do you think I'm doing! Them bastards

got the wrong ideas about where they're going.

Hang on, man! We're gonna hit it.

We're not gonna make it, man.

Well try the filthers!

You try them. There's 10.000 dead bugs in them.

You find us a place to come down man

because we're coming down.

There, look. Over there. There's

a flatland, there.

Fasten in, we're coming down.

Get out! Get out!

My leg!

Get it out!

My leg!

Get it out!

My leg is...

Help!

No!

It's gonna explode!

- Yes. - Get out!

O'Brien!

O'Brien!

C'mon,

O'Brien!

C'mon, man, it's going up...

Hurry, Mr. Bain!

Hurry!

Mr.O'Brien, will you hold it!

May the Lord have mercy

on his soul.

Amen.

How far would you say?

50 miles?

It's a hell of a walk, I can

tell you that.

Well this is about it.

We gotta get moving now.

Don't you think we ought to wait until

nightfall before we start walking?

Yes, perhaps by then our friend Mr. Bain

would be a little bit more mobile also.

Man, we got no shade here.

10 o'clock. It's primetime.

- But, Mr. Bain...

Look, it doesn't make any difference

whether you're standing or walking.

You're evaporating water so fast you can't

even have time to see the sweat.

What are you gonna replace it with?

This?

Maybe one man's ration

for half a day.

No, we go!

No.

I was gonna buy a new

pack before I left

but then I didn't.

You take charge of this now.

Come on!

C'mon, Bain. On your feet!

- What's wrong with him now?

He can't seem to face life without knowing

where his next cigarette is coming from.

Yeah, I know this guy. He's been up in

Congo building bridges.

Kicked him out for boozing.

He's burning up.

His heart's going about 100 miles an hour.

Must be sun stroke, sure.

His leg looks pretty bad too.

Frankly man, I don't know what to do.

- I guess we're gonna have to carry him.

Can we?

Don't cry, Miss Monckton. It is a waist

of good body moisture and precious salt.

I've never heard it put so

practically before.

Are we going to die?

- Well, I...

I don't know.

Perhaps we should go and

look for them.

Maybe I'll have another try.

Baboon!

What a terrible sound they make.

Are they dangerous?

- For us no, they are a good sign.

If there are baboons on this

mountain there's water too.

But are they dangerous?

- These?

Chances are they've never

even seen people before.

So we would look very big and dangerous

to them. And we have this.

But if we didn't?

Well,

if a leopard goes for a

full grown male baboon

sometimes the leopard loses

and if there's more than one

usually he won't try.

Well I hope they stay up there.

Look!

Hello!

Hello!

Get the water!

Is it not possible for

you to rest?

I think the cold is killing him.

Yeah, we can expect for temperature to drop

50, or even more degrees at night.

I'm so afraid.

I think he'll die.

Put this over him.

But you?

I can sleep by the fire.

Come on!

Come on!

Give me the knife, please.

Tsamma melons.

Oh, they're marvelous.

Some Bushmen never drink, only

from these melons.

It's marvelous.

I've never tasted anything so good.

Not much of a food, I'm afraid

but they have kept many creatures alive

in the desert when there was nothing else.

Beggars can't be choosers.

C'mon!

Get the benefit of it.

The water is fine.

Converted to water,

Mr. Bain?

All I want now

is one cigarette

and one dry martini.

Make it two and I'll join you.

You think they have used

this cave recently?

No no, the last humans in this cave

lived hundreds of years ago.

Actually I knew a Bushman

when I was young

Wonderful tiny men, under 5 foot,

the best hunters in the world.

Fantastic, when you think of it.

Stone age humans living in a world that

is already exploring space with rockets.

If there are Bushmen about maybe we could

make contact. Get them to lead us out.

You're more likely to get a poisoned dart

in your backside. Man, they're deadly.

No no, they would avoid us.

The only reason they live in the

desert is because our kind,

big people, black and white,

drove them there.

Oh, we did terrible things to

the Bushmen and the Hottentots.

Hunted them like vermin, used hunting

dogs, poison, all of it

just because they couldn't comprehend

cattle and sheeps.

They killed the stock, you see.

Yeah look, first thing we got to do

is lay in the food supply.

Old man, you said there were more

of them tsamma melons.

Ja?

Well, why don't you and him

go and get some?

Perhaps we bring back tuber roots.

They are good to eat.

I know many species.

- Oh, good.

Oh first thing, get our friend Bain in here.

-Ja, ja.

I saw some bird and animal tracks

down by the waterhole.

Let's see if I can bang some meat.

Some real meat with

real proteins.

Oh man, you're talking! I saw those tracks.

I reckon they're bustard bird.

They taste like roast turkey.

- I can't stand the thought of it!

Miss Monckton, we're all hungry.

So long!

All right.

Why don't you take this water

can and bring some water up here.

Who knows? You may be cooking

soup later on.

You think you can handle

that, my dear?

I've done some hard work in my

time, Mr. Sturdevant.

I think I can manage.

You gave me a fright.

You walk very silently.

Yeah.

I've done quite a few things already.

It's just that I couldn't stand

the feeling of sand on my scalp.

It's a very pretty sight

to watch a woman like you

doing her hair.

Yeah well...

I have to get up and put

this over the fire.

Now, honey.

Mr. Sturdevant, I really have to go.

We don't know whether we're gonna

live or gonna die.

So I'm not gonna bandy words.

You're a hell of a

woman anywhere.

And we are here and I want you.

I'm the leader of this group.

You all depend on me!

And I'm claiming you for mine.

I want you, you hear me?

But I don't want you,

Mr. Sturdevant.

That's too bad. Because maybe you can use the "push'em off"

technique back home, but not here your ladyship, not here.

Mr. Bain! Mr. Bain!

Scream. It's not gonna help you.

You know what they say:

relax and enjoy!

No! No!

Get off! You bad animal!

No, don't hurt me.

You can do anything you want,

anything...

That's more like it.

You're just one of these hot

little icebergs, aren't you.

You just need a bit of a

rough handling at first.

Oh, you're going cold on me.

What are you crying for?

Don't tell me you don't

feel anything.

Oh, you little...

- No!

Don't hurt me.

You can do anything you want,

anything...

Not that way.

I don't want you that way.

You fought me and loved me, but don't come on

all crying and throbbing like that.

I'm sorry.

You cold bitch, you disgust me.

You're up and around, huh?

You've been standing

there for a while?

I think maybe you ought to get off your

feet again, you don't look all that good.

I've made up my mind.

I think one good man ought to

walk out of here and get help.

And who would that be?

I'm the only one who's got

the strength and knowledge for it.

If I take two water tins

I could go ten days with

that much water.

If I head west toward the coast

I think maybe I ought to hit a railway

line, a main watercourse

or maybe a village...Something.

Otherwise I tell you, man

none of us are ever gonna

get out of here.

Yeah, you could be right.

Excuse me.

Now: walk at night, follow

the riverbeds

and if you can lit fire

at some high spots.

Have you got plenty matches?

- Stop worrying now, I'll make it.

You're a brave man, Mr. Sturdevant.

Very brave.

Here you are.

No, I can't take the shirt

off a man's back.

You'll need it at night.

And at daytime it will

save evaporation.

So long, Dutchman.

Good luck.

And I'll hand you back your

rifle in person. Clean.

Now don't you worry about it.

Just shoot straight.

Perhaps this is what people did before

television. They stared at fires.

One advantage of the cave life

and the stone age:

no commercials.

But does it outweigh

the disadvantages?

We're not quite living

in the stone age, do we.

I keep getting hallucinations

of big juicy steaks

sizzling and smoking.

Like I said,

no commercials.

Look at us.

All of us.

Victims of civilization.

I wonder are we only lost

now here in the desert

or were we already lost in a

different way in our own lives?

Well I admit I've been a little

confused in these last few years.

What about the baboons? - What about them?

- Are they edible?

Eat a baboon?

Of course, you could eat monkeys.

But these are too humanlike.

That would make me feel like a cannibal.

What do they eat?

- Anything and everything.

Vegetation, insects,

even scorpions.

Do they eat those melons and cucumbers

and tubers you showed us.

Yes, all of these. And many things

we can't.

They are better adapted than we are.

- The hell they are!

We're smarter and tougher.

- In what way tougher?

I've got a gun and they haven't.

They don't need guns.

- They do now.

Baboons with guns.

That's a picture.

That's not so funny,

because I'm gonna wipe them all out.

You would eat the meat from baboons?

- No, but I'm gonna shoot them all.

If they eat what we eat,

they are our competitors.

You don't wanna die here

because some baboon ate

what you could've eaten, do you?

The baboons would probably agree

with your attitude, Mr O'Brien.

In this article I read it says the

baboons are very warlike,

they kill any rival without mercy.

And they have a system of complete totalitarianism.

There is a leader, the king, an absolute monarch.

He gets the first choice of all

the food and the females.

And he can only be deposed if he is

defeated by a younger and stronger challeneger.

Come to think of it,

human beings are perhaps also

not too much different sometimes.

Anyhow, you can't wipe them out,

they are too intelligent, too fast.

Once they see you can shoot

them at long distance

they will keep out of range.

You will only exhaust yourself.

There is a German farmwoman out here

who uses one for a shepherd.

Their intelligence is almost human.

One of the Gods of the

Egyptians was a baboon.

You wouldn't want to kill a God,

would you, O'Brien?

I suggest we save our energy

and our ammunition.

It's not our ammunition,

it's my ammunition.

Oh hell,

I'm going to sleep.

He's obsessed.

I have never seen anyone with

such a hunting instinct.

I think he's the only one of us

who really belongs here.

You are attracted to him?

Forgive me,

but you are the only woman here and I

would not like to see difficulties start.

Difficulties?

Miss Monckton, I am an old man who

appreciates how strong human desire can be.

I am only thinking what might happen

among the others.

You can divide a melon

or a lizard

but let me play the role of

the wise king Solomon:

I must say

it's impossible to divide

a woman four ways.

You understand?

Bain!

Bain!

Bain!

Mr. Bain,

are you asleep?

Are you all right?

No, I'm not asleep.

I'm sorry to disturb you but something

wonderful has just happened. Look!

You caught a lizard? - Yes!

Yes, my first. My first contribution

to the food supply.

It was a trap. I made a trap.

It was just an experiment,

an idea I had from an article:

the deadfall principle.

And it worked.

Sorry, Mr. Bain.

I thought you might

be interested in what I have done.

Doctor.

No, I'm sorry.

I haven't been feeling too good.

I think what you did was great.

- No, no. It was thoughtless of me.

I realize your problem, Mr. Bain.

It must be difficult.

One should never have to depend

on other people too much.

I know.

Well I better tell Mr. Grimmelman

about it.

He must always be kept informed

so that he can pull our resources,

you know?

We had a great dane on the farm.

He used to come out of the water

the same way as you do.

Any luck?

- No.

I killed one of those apes but

they're getting too damn smart.

Mike Bain found an upper cave with

some skeletons and things in it.

Don't go.

I'm sorry.

Oh...

Is there a reason for that?

Accomodation, Miss Monckton.

You wanted me to.

I suppose I did in a way.

I haven't been kissed by a man

with a three day's growth before.

O'Brien.

Do you want me?

I'm touching you.

I mean, do you like me?

I think I'm in love with you.

You want me more than you want anything?

- Yes. The truth.

Do you love me?

No.

A little bit?

Don't be silly,

Miss Monckton.

O'Brien.

Please,

I want you to understand.

You know something,

you talk too much.

You don't want just anyone, is it?

It's me. Tell me you want me.

Not anymore, Miss Monckton.

You want what I haven't got

and I've already got you.

With these ostrich shells we

can create water stations

like the Bushmen used to do.

Let us say that Dr. Bondarahkai

here and Bain

walk with as many water-filled

shells as they can carry.

They walk all night.

Bain buries his hold,

marking it of course.

Next night they move on and

do the same with the remaining water.

They return here, having

left two water stations.

They rest a few days and set off

again with more shells of water.

But this time they walk without

using any of the supply they carry.

They drink from the stations

they have already created.

Eventually we could have

a whole line of stations

and we could walk for days,

finding shells with water

and even food at the end of

each night's march.

We might come upon a

village or a road.

But even if we did not

find our way out

we could extend our

range for hunting.

Once we get beyond this sand

country, it will change.

It may seem just as dry but there

will be trees, grass

or waterhole perhaps for game.

There they are.

You two move over that way.

I'll try to move around right in

front of them. And stay hidden up wind.

If they move out too soon

stand up and show yourselves. Try

to drive them on towards me.

That's all I want, is one good shot.

Do you hear? Just one good shot!

Hey, hey...

I wonder... - Sssshhh!

I think they got our scent.

C'mon.

Dammit.

Damn you.

What happened?

What do you mean, what happened?

It jammed.

Damn sand in the mechanism...

It must have been you

when you carried it.

Not true, I never set it down.

Why you dirty lying buzzard. You

told me you knew about guns.

I shouldn't have given it to you.

No, I didn't mean it.

It was an accident.

Leave him alone, O'Brien.

Be sensible.

How could you have missed?

I don't know. We probably moved

too soon and they took off like jets.

No.

They picked up your scent.

You got that one shot you

asked for and you missed.

I don't know how I could have missed

him. I had him dead under my sight.

Wait, wait. Look.

I think he's wounded.

He's wounded!

I knew I couldn't have missed him.

I did wound him!

Can you get the gun working?

- No. We haven't got time.

Look at there, blood.

I knew I hit him.

What are we gonna do?

- We're gonna kill it.

I'm gonna kill it with this.

C'mon, let's go.

And for God's sake,

don't let him get away.

Watch out for the horns,

they're sharp as swords.

I see he's wounded but holding up.

All right surround him!

Spread out, go on.

Move, spread out!

All right, now! - Now!

I feel absolutely sick...

It's wonderful.

I know what you mean.

If you ask me, it was like

a blood transfusion.

Ja.

That's it. Exactly!

I'm sorry.

I behaved like a schoolgirl

the other day.

I accept your apology,

Miss Monckton.

I do want you,

but I don't like those

cat and mouse games.

Won't happen again.

It better not.

Hello there, man!

Where did you come from?

You want a drink?

I'm gonna fill my old pal up

with with water, Bushman style.

Have a drink.

C'mon.

C'mon, don't just stand there.

You're a good sign, aren't you.

I must be near something.

Or are you lost too?

Hey, you come a couple of days sooner man,

you could've had some turtle soup.

Oh God!

What's happening to me? Now I'm

wondering what donkey soup tastes like.

No, forget it. You forget it, man.

We'll talk about it later.

I think you and me are going to be

very useful to each other, old donkey.

C'mon, man.

Man, am I glad to see you!

- Take it easy now!

I can't believe it!

I can't believe it!

Hey, what is this? - What did you do with them?

Did you hide them? Bury them somewhere?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, the gun?

No, we're not talking about

the gun, fella.

Diamonds!

Diamonds...What you...

I see,

you don't want to rescue me,

you want to arrest me.

Arrest me!

- I don't want to arrest you!

I just want to have a

little chat with you.

Regular police can arrest you.

What I want to know is

who you're working with?

How you contact them.

What you picked up.

That's it if you've picked

up anything.

Listen to this, man,

because I can't say it twice.

I didn't know this was a

diamond area.

My name is Sturdevant.

I come from Windhoek.

My plane come down inland.

Oh, hundreds of miles I guess,

but I walked anyway. Now listen!

There are five people back there, on a

black mountain in a pure sand desert.

They're starving to death.

I walked all the way

across the desert.

All the way!

All the way? He walked all the

way from the interior.

Yes! I walked!

Man, you're talking to somebody

who knows this desert.

You should have thought of

a better story than that.

Then you tell me how did I get

here. Like this!

You tell us. We've had them

dropping by plane.

By gliders. They've been even

swimming under the water.

Maybe your fellas didn't pick you up on time.

Maybe you lost contact with them.

Whatever the reason,

that's your bad luck.

There are five people back there!

They're starving to death.

Maybe they're dead now.

My plane come down!

My plane...

- Oh, down with you, you lying dog!

If you don't tell me I'll

work it out of you. You hear me?

Well, have you had your fill?

I feel strong once more.

All right, let's go.

Say, would you do me a favor?

I've strained my right shoulder.

Would you carry my shells?

Pleasure.

I feel fine.

I think I can manage that easily.

All right, up we go.

O'Brien... - You got all the

water shells now.

You're on your own.

-I don't underst...

Oh, your shoulder!

- My shoulder's all right.

No, you're gonna be a brave

man like Sturdevant was.

You're gonna cross that desert, find

some help and send them back for us.

You're not serious.

Oh, I am serious.

I can't do that.

When these shells are empty

I'm done for.

I've heard what Grimmelman said about

the desert. It boils your brains out.

I won't do it.

Don't take off that pack or I'll put a hole

through you and leave you for the buzzards.

I don't think you will.

Well don't you try me.

But this is pointless. There is enough

water for both of us to go on together.

Listen, doctor.

You're a big man in the UN,

a social worker.

You know what overpopulation

is, don't you?

Well that's what we've got back

there. Overpopulation.

Too many people. There's

not enough food

and it's running short.

Now somebody's gotta go for help.

- But we discussed this.

We decided that nobody

should try it alone.

I can't send Bain,

he's got a bad leg.

Grimmelman is too damn old and I

can't go, I'm the provider.

You don't think I could

send a girl, do you?

No. You've been elected.

Don't do this to me, O'Brien.

How will I eat? What can

I kill with my bare hands?

You'll do just what you've

been doing around here.

Look for melons and kill

some lizards.

All right now. I've set my teeth.

Are you too stupid to understand me

or do you want to do it my way?

Who gives you the right to decide?

The gun? - That's right.

And the ability to kill with it.

You're sending me to my death,

it's murder!

It's murder if you don't make it.

If you do, you're gonna be a big hero.

If I come back

it will be with my own gun.

You will see what it means to

be forced against your will.

That's right, you get mad.

You keep walking and thinking how

you're gonna come back here and get me.

You survive and come back

and get revenge.

Now pick up that sack and go!

Go on!

O'Brien.

I didn't want to wake you.

I wasn't asleep.

I don't think I ever really

sleep when you go.

I've got some bad news.

The doctor didn't come

back with me.

What?

I said the doctor didn't

come back with me.

He started shouting that he

was gonna find a way out of here.

That he wanted to save us all.

I tried to hold him back but

he went completely mad.

He picked up a rock to bash me in the head

with and started fighting with me.

Couldn't you do anything?

I tried to stop him

but he went out of his head.

No.

I can't sleep now, I'm all

churned up inside.

O'Brien,

stay with me.

No, I want to be alone.

I gotta walk it off.

Wake up, I'm here!

I'm gonna get you!

So that's where you've been.

- Why should I have been somewhere else?

You happen to have a spare hand?

Where are they going?

The plane. They must be leaving early.

The plane?

Oh, you weren't there. They decided

to go this morning.

What for?

O'Brien said they didn't

search it properly.

Maybe they'll find some tools

or something useful.

They said they might even

go on a bit

to see if they could find

any signs of Sturdevant.

Two down and three to go.

What?

Well Sturdevant and Bondarahkai,

they've gone, haven't they.

That leaves the three of us.

Isn't it always the same,

only one left in the end?

This isn't a competition.

We're not competing for survival.

I think we make a marvelous team.

- You really think so?

You thought out the situation completely?

What if those two people

never came back?

That would just leave you and me.

Would you like it that way?

What a horrible thing to say!

- Not at all.

It's a matter of life and death, isn't it?

When you down the case, it's live or not live.

I don't know what Bondarahkai had

in mind but he wasn't the kind of person

to go off into the desert alone.

He wasn't that brave.

Something happened to him.

He cracked up.

He was the sanest of the lot.

And why the hell didn't O'Brien stop him?

He tried. What could he do?

Knock him out and bring him back over

his shoulders? - Yeah, why not?

And what's the point of visiting a burned

out wreck in the middle of the desert?

Sturdevant already went that way

and nobody has seen him since.

What the hell is the point? - What do you mean?

I don't understand what you're trying to say.

All I'm saying is

I'm gonna find out what's

going on around here.

I'm sick of being the only stupid...

I'm dead sick!

Where are you going?

What are you gonna do?

You never know.

They might find some gold bricks

in the cockpit of the plane.

They'll want some help to

bring them back, won't they.

What do you think?

I've seen it look worse then this

and disperse.

You pray for it to come and

then it goes away.

Anyhow, I think we find what we

can and then get back.

I thought you were tired

and wanted to stay over.

At my age I never feel any other way.

But perhaps you are right.

The walk was very strenuous.

Sometimes I think it is

terrible to get old.

Grimmelman,

do you ever think about

the horizont?

How do we know that just beyond our line of vision

we might come across that help we've been looking for?

Maybe no more than another

day's march from here.

Sturdevant walked back this way.

He would've let us know if

there was something out there.

He went due west. How about southwest

or northwest?

I'd say it's worth a try.

At least he knew the desert, at

least he stood a chance.

But the doctor! Hopeless.

Even you. I don't think you should

even consider trying it.

No I wasn't thinking about me.

You were thinking of sending

somebody else?

That's right.

I wondered about Dr. Bondarahkai.

Did he really decide to go himself

or did you also send him.

No I asked him to go.

With this?

You asked him to go with this pointing

at his belly? Is that why he went?

No we discussed it. I'm sure

that helped convince him.

You discussed it? Like you were

discussing it with me?

That's right.

- O'Brien!

Once under the command of the superior

officer in the German army

I took three Russian prisoners of war

tied their hands behind their back,

put them on the ground

and shot them through their heads.

Supplies were short, you see,

so why try to keep the enemy alive?

All my life I and many more of my people

took orders from your kind

commiting sins for them, murders for them.

So I know just how your mind works.

I was useful to you in the beginning,

when you needed my knowledge.

But now what does the old man do?

He eats more than he brings in.

I had a feeling, when you did not

bring Bondarahkai back.

I've seen your kind in action

too many times, O'Brien.

The survivalist. Your survival

above everybody else's.

That's right and why not.

Now can I have my rifle. - You will only get

one part of this rifle. The bullet.

If I'm everything you say I am,

do you think I'd let a worn out

old goat like you disarm me?

What makes you think there's a

bullet in there or that it's loaded?

You are a liar!

I saw you load it.

If you would've watched more carefully,

you would have seen me unload.

No. I thought that if I gave you a chance

at that rifle you would take it.

And you did.

- Stand back!

I will kill you, with pleasure.

I've heard too many high and

mighty lectures from your kind

but I've always wondered what you'd do

if you had a weapon in your hand.

And now I know. You'd do the

same thing as me. You'd shoot.

In self-defense only.

- That's the same thing!

Every man has his own ideas on

what defending himself is.

It's like two countries going to war.

No, if you were half the saint that

you pretend to be

and you didn't use that rifle

then I might have reconsider sending

you off. Now it's too late.

Astonishing! Underneath all of that

there is a conscience.

Not all that much. Not enough to

save you.

Now are you gonna give me my rifle,

or do I have to take it from you?

It's not loaded.

Open the breech and take a look.

I'm not falling for such obvious tricks.

All right then, pull the trigger.

Go on, pull it!

You did, huh?

You're just like your kind!

Murderers!

Come on down, Bain!

Don't be so unfriendly.

Please stop. Please.

Come back!

Thank you.

Thank you.

No. No please.

No, wait.

Stop! Stop!

Stop.

I'm lost. I want you to

help me please.

Take me with you to help.

Please, take me with you to help.

What do you want?

Hold me.

Crawl in.

I'm frightened, O'Brien.

I don't want to die out

here all alone.

Like the others.

I don't believe you.

- You think I made it up?

Because I'm jealous, because I'm

cracking up?

That's the truth of it.

I'm telling you that your

man O'Brien

has about as much respect for human life when

his own is at stake as a two-tailed scorpion.

Even if that's true

what do you expect me to do?

Well first, your own

safety could be at stake.

And second

I believe that you care. I mean,

what's right makes a difference

to you.

What about Grimmelman?

What? - Grimmelman!

Why didn't Grimmelman come back here?

He collapsed.

Had a heart attack.

And then I appeared

and volunteered to go out looking for help just

like Dr. Bondarahkai was supposed to have done.

No, you never came at all.

Oh, that's even better.

Well my dear lady

you put love before truth.

Don't speak like that to me.

Should I take you out

to that plane

dig out Grimmelman's rotting

corpse and show you?

That would do it for the

coroner and the jury.

It may have been a heart attack

but it was helped

by a savage brutal attack

by human fists.

Your lover's not only a murderer,

he's an expert.

I can't go against him.

I don't believe that.

I may be the ubiquitous sucker,

but I believe that

when you Grace Monckton know the

truth, really know the truth

then you'll also know

what to do.

Like what?

Help me get that rifle from him.

Or just let me get it. Stay out

of it until then.

So you can kill him?

Oh my..

I'm tryin to show you the difference

between an O'Brien and me.

Maybe I'd want to kill him

if I had that rifle.

But I'm not a self-appointed

executioner.

You understand me?

I put out some traps

down at the pit.

It's not much, but at least

I saved ammunition.

That's something.

We'll be all right.

Today I was thinking if

the rain comes

we'd be better off if we had more

firewood in the shelter.

I tell you what,

I'll take you out this afternoon and we'll

gather some. How would you like that?

O'Brien. - Yes?

I can't help thinking about Grimmelman.

He was such a marvelous old man.

Are you sure you told me everything

about the way he died? - Yes!

Mike Bain's in there.

Bain!

Do yourself a favor and come

out of there.

You're gonna force me

to come and shoot.

Why don't you tell her

the truth, O'Brien?

He said you abandoned

him in the desert,

threatened to shoot him

if he came back.

A man in his condition is dangerous.

I've gotta stop him.

But O'Brien, you don't have to shoot.

I can't afford and let him hurt me.

Not under the conditions like that.

I've gotta protect the both of us.

What are you doing, O'Brien?

Making out excuses

to kill me?

Just tell her the truth.

You've been in the sun too long Bain,

you're out of your head.

Now come out of there!

- O'Brien!

O'Brien, you're trying to kill him!

Bain, be careful with my rifle.

If anything happens to that

we'll all starve.

That's a new tune. You're suddenly

concerned for all of us.

This is your war.

Bain, put that rifle down.

What makes you think you

can give me orders?

There, I'm clean.

Are you satisfied?

Oh man,

you certainly got a love

affair with this gun.

Grace!

There's some cartridges in the shelf.

Load this and protect yourself.

I don't need a rifle

to get you, Bain.

I told you not to come back

here, didn't I?

Give me that rifle.

I see.

A gun makes the king,

and the king gets the girl, huh?

You've got a one-track mind, O'Brien.

Thank God the whole human race

doesn't think like you.

Or don't they?

You know Bain,

this pit is not gonna hold me.

I think it will.

I haven't even seen a lizard

get out of here.

Oh, so you're the judge and jury

all rolled in one, are you?

Hey, Bain!

Hey, Bain!

I wanna make a deal.

Too late.

It's cash.

None of us expect to stay here

forever, now do we?

And I can pay a lot of

money for something I want.

Well I wanna buy that ladder.

I don't trust you.

And that's your last word, huh?

That's right.

Fair warning then,

because I'm gonna get out of

this hole, Bain

and come nighttime.

I'm gonna come looking for you.

You hear?

- Yeah, I expect you to try.

I'm getting out of here, Bain!

I'm getting out Bain and I'm

gonna come looking for you.

Do you hear, Bain?

I'm gonna come looking for you.

I'm getting out, Bain!

And I'm gonna come and get you!

Are there any more of these?

Does he keep a supply

anywhere else?

I don't know.

Grace!

Grace!

Grace!

Grace, come here!

You don't understand.

Has he taken my place now?

Is he your lover?

No, I swear.

Well then, why? Why?

What can I do?

That's easy.

Get the ladder and pass it

down to me.

Go on!

That's my girl.

Now lower it down.

I'll protect you.

Don't worry.

We'll find a way out of here.

You believe me, don't you.

You killed him.

Lower down the ladder.

That old man, you battered him to death.

- I told you it was an accident.

He came at me with a gun.

No.

You kill everything.

You just kill. Kill!

- Grace!

Grace, don't go!

Grace, come back!

Grace, Bain, help!

Grace!

Grace, get me out of here!

Grace, Bain, help!

Mike!

He's calling, he needs help!

The pit could be filling,

he could drown.

All right.

But keep me covered

with this rifle.

And shoot him if necessary, you understand

that? - Yes, yes!

Oh, God! We just left him there.

A man like O'Brien doesn't

drown that easily.

O'Brien!

O'Brien!

If he comes back he'll kill us

both, you know that, don't you?

O'Brien!

I'm going up there after him.

This is a war of nerves.

And he's winning.

He must be using that old

baboon den to live in.

That's what he wants.

You to go up there after him.

He might just get his way.

Grace!

Grace!

Grace!

O'Brien!

O'Brien!

O'Brien!

You have half an hour.

They can't wait longer.

O'Brien!

O'Brien!

So there you are. You're the

big one, huh?

Okay, boss.

Come and try.

Come!

Go on!