Tusks (1988) - full transcript
Roger Singh is an animal poacher with hate in his heart, and revenge on his mind. Embittered by a recent stint in prison, Singh returns to the forbidden ivory trade only to lock horns with new game warden and former friend Mark Smith, whose testimony years before helped put Singh away.
(birds chirping)
(buffalo sniffing)
(gun firing)
(hooves thudding)
(gun clicking)
- Listen, boy, if you
touch my gun again
I'll have your fuckin'
head mounted.
- You shouldn't have shot that.
It was too far.
Now we've got a wounded
buffalo out there.
- I don't want anybody
telling me it's too far.
- Hey, all right, what
the hell's going on.
- Where's Taylor, I
want to speak with him.
- He's back at camp.
- When I paid for my
guided safari,
it wasn't for the B-team.
It said, "Escorted by a
white hunter."
I've just about had it
up to here being told
what I can and what
I can't shoot
by some chicken-shit negro.
Get Taylor.
- He's not available.
And he doesn't like people
who use animals for
target practice
and he's had it up to
here with killing.
- Great, I'm on a
fucking safari.
My great white hunter,
your boss,
loses his appetite for
killing animals.
I don't suppose he's
lost his appetite
for taking my money, has he?
I'm going in there after
that buffalo myself, alone.
- No you're not, pal.
You go in there and
there's an accident,
the government's gonna use it
to try and ban hunting entirely.
- That should suit you,
you're just as yellow
bellied as Taylor is.
- All right, Roger,
you go with him.
- Yeah, you come with me.
And you can take a picture
with me and the buffalo.
- Hold it!
(buffalo moaning)
- Run!
(buffalo snorting)
(hooves thundering)
(Roger yells)
(buffalo snorting)
(gun firing)
(man groaning)
(hooves thudding)
(birds chirping)
- Buffalo killed him, yeah.
Buffalo killed him!
(quiet somber music)
(upbeat music)
(buffalo moaning)
(plane engine roaring)
(people chattering)
- There she is.
Keep the lights off her
til I near her,
let's take her by surprise.
Miss Hill, what is your
position on government plans
to loosen restrictions on
game hunting in Sekomo.
- What?
- Television, as you said,
is to test the killing
of African wildlife.
- I don't know if I said that.
And I suppose so, yes.
- So you are against
the government's plan?
- I'm against the killing
of African wildlife.
The rhinoceros is almost
killed off as it is.
Doing that with a license from
the government doesn't make
it any different from
what this terrible,
Singh, Roger Singh, that
should tell you something
about people who kill animals.
- [Journalist] You
mean the Singh
who was in for manslaughter?
- Before that he had a
conviction for poaching.
I know for a fact that he
was responsible
for killing off the
rhinoceros in this country.
He's just a killer either way.
- Bitch!
- [Journalist] But he
did his time,
shouldn't he given
another chance?
- Goddam loudmouth, bitch,
what right has she got
to talk about me on
television like that!
- As reported earlier,
Roger Singh is the
ex-poacher released yesterday
after serving four years
for manslaughter.
We'll be back with more
news as soon--
(dramatic music)
- Roger?
(bright music)
(birds clucking)
- [Man] Taxi!
- Elephant, very cheap.
- No.
- Good elephante, want to buy.
- No.
- Miss Micah Hill?
- Yeah.
- Am I glad to see you,
I'm Watson.
- Oh.
- I'm to drive you to Mr.
Taylor's place.
- Oh, thank God, thank you.
(people chattering)
(horns honking)
- Miss Hill, excuse me.
I'm John Sterling, sorry
I'm a bit late.
I got held up in traffic.
Hi, Watson, how you doin'?
- Very well.
- Well, welcome to Sekomo.
I've come for the painting.
I can tell you, everyone's
looking forward
to your presentation.
Especially the president.
I think they've sold
some 200 tickets already.
It seems that everyone
in the capital wants
to meet the famous Micah Hill.
- That's great, I hope the
president likes my painting.
- Oh, I'm sure he will.
Can we have a look?
Wonderful, it's exactly
what we need.
Look at that, Watson.
- We all think it's a
great idea of Ian's.
I hope it influences the
government to help wildlife.
- Oh, I'm sure it will.
I'm certain it will.
Well, Watson's taking you
out to the camp, is he?
- That's right.
- Oh, good, in that case,
I'll see you at the reception.
Nice to meet you and thank you.
See you, Watson.
- Am I glad you're on time.
- (laughs) Bye.
- It's all right, it's okay.
It's in good hands.
(gentle music)
(phone clicking)
Ian, yeah.
They're leaving now.
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(upbeat music)
(people chattering)
- Get out of the bloody way.
(dramatic music)
- More than five minutes
I've been waiting.
- Well, I was
relieved to see you.
- [Watson] How was your flight?
- Horrific, are you complaining
about coming over to it.
- What was that, did we just?
- Bloody hell, did you see that?
Did you see that?
Sh, bloody.
(dramatic music)
(chickens clucking)
(people chattering)
No more, leave now.
(dramatic music)
(people chattering)
Who are these people?
- They're my parents.
They want you to marry me too.
- You think I want to marry you?
I don't want to marry you.
Do you really think that I
want to grow old like that
in this shit hole of a place?
Get out you bitch, go on,
get out!
Bitch.
(somber music)
- Someone called you.
I left a message by
the telephone.
You see, Roger, you do need me.
- I'll show you how
much I need you.
Just watch.
(phone whirring)
Hi, Amanda, it's the old
Roger, (laughs) just got out.
Why don't you come down tonight,
eh?
And bring that friend of yours,
will ya.
Yeah, right, see you later.
(dramatic music)
Damn conservationist bitch.
(gentle music)
(elephant moaning)
(elephant trumpeting)
(upbeat music)
(wildlife grunting)
(monkeys chattering)
(engine puttering)
- [Watson] We've arrived.
- (speaking in foreign
language) No, it's okay.
Bye.
- [Watson] Goodbye.
Enjoy yourself.
- Micah!
- Jane!
- Oh, I was so glad to
get your letter
that you were coming a few days
early before the reception.
How are you?
So good to see you.
- Great to see you.
- How are you and Ian doing?
- Oh, Ian's so busy these
days with his anti-poaching
and his African wildlife groups.
You know, he has a
meeting with the president
at least once a week.
That leaves me to run the
safari camp all by myself.
Thank goodness it's
off season now.
Come on, I'll show you
to your tent.
- I brought you something.
- Have you?
What is it?
(Micah laughing)
Can I guess, is it a surprise.
- [Micah] Hello.
- Oh, I don't think
you've met Zoko.
- No, last time I was
here there was a leopard.
- Oh, yes, I remember.
It was in here when
you came to bed.
- [Micah] That's right.
- [Jane] Is this the surprise?
- [Micah] Yep.
- Thank you, Micah, how lovely.
Ah, that's beautiful.
In your last letter you said
you were working on a book.
You also said that you've
broken up your engagement.
- Yeah, well, that's
ancient history now.
- Oh dear.
Well, maybe you'd like
some coffee, hm?
Let's go and find Steven.
(gentle music)
(monkey chattering)
Thanks, Steven.
- [Micah] Where is Ian anyway.
- [Jane] No, I think he's
wandering around
in the bush somewhere.
I worry about him, you know.
He refuses to carry a
gun anymore.
- [Micah] Maybe that's
not a bad thing.
- [Jane] It's a bit risky,
I think.
(gentle music)
I told you she was coming early.
- What?
- [Jane] I told you she
was coming early.
- Did ya?
- Yeah.
- Well, my God, look at her.
She's beautiful. (laughs)
Welcome home, it's
been too long.
- [Micah] Thanks, it's
great to see you.
- And a television star to boot.
- Was it on already.
- It certainly was.
Well, you're famous now,
aren't you.
People want to know what
you have to say.
- [Jane] What was it, dear?
- Oh, just some TV reporter
making damn fool questions.
Micah said she was
against poaching.
- Well, that's good.
If Micah says so, people
will listen, won't they.
- Yes, they will.
- Well, I don't know why.
They shouldn't really.
I don't know much about it.
Hey, you should have seen
those elephants
we saw on the way up
here, millions of them.
- That's odd.
Well, how was your trip?
You must need a drink, wash
all that dust down, come on.
(somber music)
Damn government, what
do they care,
tucked away in their big
offices and their big houses.
They way they enforce the
laws against poaching,
it might just as well be legal.
Even talk of loosening
the hunting laws now,
just to make it easier for them
to ignore the whole problem.
It's the poor animals
that suffer,
those and the few of us
who still care about them.
- Ian, you will upset Micah.
I'm afraid he's on his
soapbox again.
- Well, someone's got to
cope with this madness.
Bastards!
You know what these poachers do,
Micah?
They go into the animal
parks, wildlife preserves
and they slaughter
the elephants,
poor, defenseless elephants.
They hack off their tusks,
leave the carcasses to rot.
Don't even use the meat with
thousands starving here.
Nobody cares, nobody
does anything.
I shouldn't be bothering
you with all this, should I?
You don't want to hear it,
do you.
- There's somebody coming.
(engine puttering)
(crickets chirping)
- [Ian And Jane] Mark!
- Hello, Jane.
- Hello.
- Ian.
- What are you doing here?
- This is Micah Hill,
Mark Smith.
You heard us talk about Micah.
She's here to present
her painting
at the reception on Friday.
- I know, I saw it in
the newspaper.
It's nice to meet you.
- I suppose you also
read about Roger Singh.
- Yeah, why they let
that son of a bitch out,
I'll never know.
- You should have seen
Micah on the television.
She called him killer.
- What, is she crazy?
- Oh, Mark.
- Hang on, exactly what did
you say about Roger Singh?
- I don't know, I said it was
in the papers about him
being a poacher.
I said I was against poaching,
that's all.
- You know, if Roger's
heard any of this,
he's gonna have a wild
hair up his ass.
- Yes, yes, have a brandy.
You're not working, are you?
- Yeah.
I'm on my way up country.
There's signs of
elephants everywhere
and I gotta keep 'em
from heading
into that farming district.
If you don't mind,
I thought I'd bunk here
tonight, get an early start.
- Oh, please do.
You know, it was Mark who
was responsible
for Roger Singh's conviction.
The funny thing is, Roger
always claimed
that Mark was the murderer.
- Well, what do you
expect him to say?
It was his word against mine
and I guarantee you if
it hadn't been
for that poaching conviction
of his the year before,
they'd probably just as
soon believed him as me.
- I was right.
Poachers and murderers.
- I just think you should
be careful what you say.
To a man like Roger Singh,
you never know what he'll do.
- I doubt if Roger Singh's
ever read a newspaper
in his life.
You'll be all right,
don't worry.
We won't let anything
happen to ya.
- Ian, I need your help.
How would you feel about
going to Sekomo tomorrow?
- Sekomo, I just got back.
- Just try and send up
a plane or two.
I gotta get those elephants
headed back into the parks
and the president will
listen to you.
- All right, someone will
have to look after Micah.
She'll have to go with you.
- Ian, I think I'd rather
stay here and sketch.
- Please, Jane's busy tomorrow.
It'll be an adventure for you.
- You'll see a lot more
animals if you go.
- All right.
- All right, it's a deal.
(laughs) Might give her some
facts for her talk shows.
I'll see you here at 5:00 a.m.,
okay.
- I think I'll go to bed now.
Would it be possible
to take a bath?
- Yes, of course, come on.
- Goodnight.
- [Jane] Goodnight.
- You'll get along just fine,
you'll see.
- Get out of my bloody way!
(dramatic music)
(tense music)
(Roger screams)
(mystical music)
Jesus, you brute.
(snake hissing)
Get out of here, you
little monster.
Go on, back it off now, hey!
Thank you, you miserable sod.
(gentle music)
(monkey chattering)
(Micah laughing)
- Sorry!
I didn't know anybody,
I didn't know anybody was here!
- All right, so let's go
out and have a drink, eh.
- I love free drinks.
- Ah, nice.
- Let's do it again.
(all laughing)
- Let's all go have a drink
and then do it again, yeah.
Pass me the matches, will ya.
- There you are.
- Thanks.
- How you feel now?
(Roger moans)
Good.
- Oh, you've got a message here.
- Here, read it to me.
- Elephants ruining crops,
needed taken care of.
They're yours--
- [Both] Fred Johnson.
- What is it?
- See ya girls, I gotta go.
- Go?
- I knew it.
- I'm sorry.
It's business, girl.
All right, girls, you
let yourselves out, eh.
- Oh Roger, I'm going
to miss you.
- Mm, oh.
- Take care.
- Mm, oh.
Oh God, if it wasn't elephants
it would have to be you, eh.
(all laughing)
Hey now, listen, when
I come back,
money, lots of dresses for you.
A dozen dresses each!
- Wow.
- And we party, hey!
(all laughing)
- All right, Roger.
- Hey, hey, now don't go out
with any rubbish til I
come back (laughing).
(lion roaring)
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(gentle music)
- Micah!
(horn honking)
(upbeat music)
(engine revving)
- Did they go already?
- Right on time.
I must be off too.
- I'll come with you
if you like.
- No, no, no, I'll be back.
- Take care.
- Sorry about last night.
(bright music)
(upbeat music)
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(birds cawing)
- What are you gonna
do with those elephants
when you find them?
- I'll try to herd them
back into the parks.
If that doesn't work,
they'll have to be shot.
- Easy way out, huh?
I suppose it's your
job to do it.
- Yeah, unfortunately it is.
- When I was a kid growing
up on the farm,
I watched my grandfather put
a raccoon into a burlap bag
and smash it up
against the wall.
It was destroying the crops.
I just don't believe
that's the only solution.
- Give me a break.
- What?
- Nothing, nothing.
(upbeat music)
(birds chirping)
(engines puttering)
(horn honking)
Shit!
(Micah screaming)
You okay? (gasping)
Goddammit.
The elephants are
destroying themselves.
- Elephants, what about
that track of wood?
And look at your arm.
- Shit.
Hand me that kit by your foot.
- Here, let me help.
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
- Thanks.
Shit.
Looks like the elephants
moved on through the village.
I gotta check it out.
(engine revving)
(birds chirping)
(upbeat music)
(people chattering)
(baby crying)
(sticks thudding)
(people chattering)
(dogs barking)
(all speaking in
foreign language)
(men speaking in
foreign language)
- Micah!
- I couldn't wait any longer.
- These damn people, you'd
think they were my elephants.
I can't control the
goddam things.
- Maybe you could put
something around the crops
that the elephants don't like.
- Oh, yeah, like what.
- Like an orbiting
missile station
with elephant seeking warheads.
- You really think what happened
to those people is funny?
Fine, now maybe people laugh
at different things
where you live.
Where is that now, New York?
That's why I left.
- I'm sorry.
(engine revving)
(gentle upbeat music)
(birds calling)
(gentle music)
- All right, we'll take a
break here and eat some lunch.
(birds chirping)
- Oh my God!
(elephant roaring)
(gentle music)
- There's hundreds of 'em.
And they're moving right
to Fred Johnson's farm.
- I've never seen
anything like it.
- I'm glad you got a chance too.
It's not gonna last.
Come on, let's eat.
(upbeat music)
(elephants moaning)
Now Johnson's got the
legal right to shoot
any of those elephants
that trespass.
I just wish I knew why they
were leaving the parks.
Used to be the heavy poaching.
I don't know.
Maybe it's a drought.
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
Shit!
Stay here!
Where you goin' Roger?
- What the hell business
is it of yours,
just 'cause you're the
big game warden now,
doesn't mean to say you
can stop people going
about their ordinary business.
Get out of my way.
- I heard you were out.
What was it,
government connections?
If you're thinking about
those elephants, Roger,
you just turn around and
head back right here and now.
- Nobody tells me what to do,
man.
- Well, I'm telling you, man.
(gun clicking)
Move out.
- I don't suppose you'd
care to put that rifle down
and argue about it.
- Move, Roger!
(dramatic music)
(engine revving)
(somber music)
- What's going on?
- Nothing, nothing to be
concerned about.
Look, we better head out.
- Have you had enough lunch?
- I'm not really hungry,
I'll eat later.
- You sure you're all right?
- Yeah, come on.
(gentle music)
(elephants trumpeting)
(car rattling)
- [Roger] Fred!
Hey, Fred!
(dog barking)
(laughs) How you doin' Fred?
- Roger, bloody, Singh.
I'd heard they let you fly.
Should have known you'd
come looking around here.
Jail never changed
anybody for the good.
- Ain't lookin' around, Fred.
I came because you called.
- What?
- The elephants, you called me.
- I didn't call.
- Oh, come on, Fred.
I've been driving all night.
I've even had a poacher,
now you're telling me you
didn't call me?
- That's right, I
didn't call ya.
- Aw, come on!
- I dunno, now you're here,
come here.
- (laughs) Hey, Fred,
you're a wonder you are.
It's a great place you've here,
you know.
- [Fred] If I don't
make some money quickly,
I'm gonna lose it.
- [Roger] Oh, don't worry,
I've got a proposition
to put to you.
- Here, sit down.
You know, you didn't
come to see me.
What are you after?
- I told ya, elephants, ivory.
- What's in it for me?
- You get to keep my crops,
Fred.
- Look, I can clear
them out myself.
- (laughs) But you can't
get rid of the ivory,
I've got the contacts.
Cross the border,
down the coast,
the stock will be in India
by the end of the month.
And your share will be
paid in dollars,
anywhere you want in the
world, within three months.
- What do you think it
would be worth, my share?
- 200 head of elephants, at
say, only 40 pounds a head.
Then your share must
be worth, 25, $30,000.
That's not bad for a
night's work, Fred.
- How you gonna kill 200
elephants in one night.
- (laughs) My boys have killed
over 200 elephants in an hour.
- 25 to 30 you say.
Yeah, but it's risky.
If you get caught, I go to
jail and lose everything.
Mind you, these things are,
the bank's gonna take it.
Let me think about it,
Roger, let me think about it.
You want some coffee?
- I'll have a beer. (groans)
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
- Game ranger, that's all
I bloody need.
Hello, Mark.
- Hello, Fred.
- [Fred] I thought you'd
be coming along.
Hey, Roger's in there.
Big surprise, I didn't
even know he was out yet.
- Yeah, I thought as much, Fred.
- Hello.
- Hi, I'm Micah Hill.
- Yeah, I know.
I seen ya in the newspapers.
Please, come in, come in.
(birds chirping)
Hey, Roger, I'd like
you to meet Micah Hill.
This is Roger Singh.
- What the hell are you doin'
here, Roger?
I thought I told you to stay
clear of these elephants.
- [Roger] I'm not
doing anything.
I am visiting an old friend.
- Never learn, will ya.
You're getting yourself
in trouble already.
- Look, I'm two days out of jail
and you're already on my
case, following me around, eh?
Trying to make a
mess of my life.
You and your girlfriend here.
I should have know, hey,
what a pair.
- I'm not following you, Roger.
I just came from the
village east of here.
It was torn up pretty bad.
So I figured some of the
elephants must of ended up here.
- [Roger] You're a lying
son of a bitch.
You called me last night,
didn't you?
Left a message to tell
me to come down here.
- I don't know what
you're talkin' about.
- You're a sneaky bastard,
just like you always were.
Only this time your
little setup didn't work.
You left me that phony message.
- Nobody set you up, Roger.
Nobody but yourself.
- You killed that guy four
years ago, and you know it!
You better take care, Miss Hill,
your boyfriend
here's a murderer.
- That's bullshit.
- Your boyfriend and I
were partners once
in a hunting firm
with Ian Taylor.
And one day
something went wrong.
One of our rich American
clients got killed.
And I was the fall guy.
- And what about the
money that was missing?
- I never denied
taking that money.
But that guy was dead with
your bullet in his guts.
You screwed me, man,
you really screwed me.
Why did you do that, man?
And now you've come down here,
trying to set me up again
and bring your girlfriend down
to talk about me on the
television set.
- That's a lie, Roger, it's a
crock of shit and you know it.
- Don't believe him now, Fred.
Get out of my way, please.
Get out of my way.
- You got a permit for
that rifle, Roger?
- What?
- That rifle out in your truck.
After where you've been
it's not likely.
You got a permit or not?
- Oh, come on, man,
for God's sake.
- Well, it's a good
thing I came by.
You're coming with me, Roger.
I'm placing you under arrest
for unlawful possession
of a firearm.
And you can bet your ass,
you're going back to prison.
(blow thuds)
(dramatic music)
(blows thudding)
(men groaning)
- [Micah] Do something!
(blows thudding)
(men groaning)
(dramatic music)
- Get out.
- Give me that gun.
- You stay where you are.
I won't have you boys
fighting on my property.
You want to kill each other>
Go do it somewhere else.
All right, Roger, out.
Go on, out.
- You've messed around
enough in my life.
And you, you bitch.
- Are you okay?
- Your arm's bleeding again.
- Oh, shit.
- Yeah, Roger's crazy,
always was.
I didn't send for him.
- Yeah, sure, Fred.
Look, thanks a lot
for your help.
- It's best not to make an
enemy of a man like that.
Now get those
elephants off my land
or I will, my way.
- I'll take care of it, Fred.
And next time you see
anymore on your land,
you call us, not Roger Singh.
- I tell ya, I didn't call him!
- Yeah, then who did.
- Roger thinks you did.
(bright music)
- (scoffs) I gotta make a call.
Can I use a phone?
- Yeah.
- Is this Roger really
as dangerous as he seems?
- Hm, oh, don't worry about it.
He just wants those elephants.
Mark-o better keep clear though.
- Are you really gonna
kill those elephants?
- Well, I can't have them
destroying my property.
- Couldn't you put up
electric fences?
- On 25,000 acres?
I'm no millionaire, you know.
(phone ringing)
- Yeah.
- Hello, John, is that you?
- [John] Mark, where are you?
- Oh, I'm out at Fred Johnson's,
elephants are moving
onto his farm.
Look, let me talk to Ian.
- Mark, Ian isn't here.
I haven't spoken to
him in weeks.
- What do you mean, you
haven't spoken to him?
He should have been
there by now?
- [John] I really don't
know where he is.
- Oh shit, he was supposed
to be there this morning
to talk to you about this
goddam elephant problem.
(sighs) All right, John, look.
If you can, wait for him.
And if he doesn't show,
will you do me a favor
and drive up here?
- [John] Sure, Mark,
anytime you say.
- By the way, Roger
Singh's on the prowl again.
I gotta try and figure
out a way to stop him.
(phone thuds)
(birds chirping)
Jesus Christ.
We gotta go.
- Mark, you know, I
gotta warn ya.
Roger thinks you set him up.
You got him to come out here
then just happened to
turn up yourself,
asking about gun permits.
You two are bad news
for each other,
always have been.
Something's gonna come
of it before it's over.
Someone's gonna get hurt.
- Yeah, well thanks a lot
for your concern, Fred.
But I can take care of myself.
- Oh sure, sure you can.
What about her?
- (sighs) Look, just to be safe,
you better not stay at
Jane and Ian's,
at least until we get
Singh in custody.
Well, we gotta assume he's
gonna come after both of us now,
especially after what you said
about him in the newspaper.
- Where will I stay then?
- (sighs) You'd be
safe at my place.
It's all right, Singh
doesn't know where I live.
Come on, let's go.
(birds chirping)
What's the matter, come on.
Come on, I gotta get
somebody up here
to take care of these elephants
and I got Roger Singh
to worry about.
(engine revving)
(birds chirping)
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(upbeat music)
- Is there any truth in
what he said?
- [Mark] What?
- [Micah] That you set
him up, set Roger up?
(lion roaring)
(engine puttering)
- Well, this is it.
Got everything you need,
right here.
Well, it doesn't have much of
a woman's touch, this place,
but I found that
women in this part
of the world generally
don't get along too well.
(gentle music)
All right, goddammit, I'm sorry.
- What about?
- About getting you
involved in this.
I should have known better
than to take you along.
- I can take care of myself.
- I know that.
I just don't think we
should be enemies right now.
- Mark, did you send
Roger that message?
- I told you, I didn't.
(speaking in foreign
language) My friend.
- [Watson] Took your
time coming back home.
- (laughs) Yeah, between
Watson and me,
we keep things running
pretty smooth around here.
Can you help me with that box?
- Yes.
- Thanks.
- Hello, good to see you again.
- Nice to see you, too.
- I didn't know you lived here.
- This is home.
(birds cawing)
- How come he met me yesterday?
- Who, Watson?
- Yeah, he met me at
the airport.
- I don't know, must have been
in town picking up supplies.
Occasionally he helps Ian.
- Do you live here all the time?
- [Mark] Yeah, most of the year.
- Are you sure we're
gonna be safe here?
- Look, you're gonna have
to learn to trust me.
You don't have another choice.
Come on, I've seen Roger
with that look he had today.
He's always figuring some
way to get what he wants.
And right now, he wants revenge
on me, maybe on you too.
I'm afraid he's gonna
try something.
- I just wish I could
call Jane and Ian.
- What, on the shortwave?
No, Roger knows the frequency.
He could intercept the call
and I don't want to give him
any clues about where we are.
Now don't worry.
Jane and Ian know I'll
take care of you.
Now come on.
I'll get the bed
fixed up for you.
Lie down if you want.
- Where are you sleeping?
- I'm sleeping on the couch.
(laughs) Don't worry,
I'm just trying
to keep you safe and make
you comfortable.
(birds cawing)
- [Watson] I've got
enough food packed for you
to last a week.
- All right, you look after her.
I may be gone most of the night.
(gentle music)
(engine puttering)
(ostriches squawking)
(engine puttering)
(Mark groaning)
(gentle music)
(birds squawking)
- This is big mistake
you're making, Watson.
- Mark taught me to be a
checker player.
And I taught him to be checker.
Now he out-checks me.
But I always win the checkers.
(birds squawking)
(Micah puffs)
(crickets chirping)
(owl hooting)
(crickets chirping)
(man grunts)
- Hey, you must be slipping.
- [Mark] For God's sake, Ian.
- Time was you could tell
my footsteps from anybody's.
- Well, I almost blasted ya.
- I was gonna drop
off at the house
to see how your day
went with Micah,
then I saw you driving away.
- Oh, great, I was trying
to be inconspicuous.
- Where is Micah anyway?
- She's down at the
house with Watson.
- [Ian] Why, what's happened?
- [Mark] Singh.
- Singh?
- Yeah, we had a run-in today.
I got a feeling he's
gonna try something.
- Huh, well, not to worry.
I kept going, hid the
Land Rover next to yours.
I knew you'd take the upper
ground, like I taught you.
- I imagine you like that
young lady, eh?
- Shit.
I liked livin', her I
could do without.
- Yes, I like her too.
Do you mind if I keep
watch with you.
If anything happened to Micah,
I'd never forgive myself.
Nor would Jane.
- No, I could use the company.
(groans)
Hey, did you ever make it
to Sekomo, I called John,
he said he hadn't heard from ya.
- I was with the president,
you oaf.
- All right, so when's
the plane come in?
- Tomorrow.
(crickets chirping)
You must be tired.
Why don't you close your
eyes for a minute, I'm here.
Give us your rifle.
- No, I can't Ian, I've
gotta stay awake.
- Just rest for a moment.
I'll wake you up, come on.
- All right, just, I'm gonna
close my eyes for a minute.
- That's the way.
(crickets chirping)
Come on, Roger Singh,
I know you're there.
Come on.
Make your move.
(dramatic music)
(intense music)
(wildlife calling)
(grass rustling)
(monkeys chirping)
(gate creaking)
(animal screeching)
(crickets chirping)
(dramatic music)
(animal hooting)
(dramatic music)
(owl hooting)
(intense music)
(dramatic music)
(birds squawking)
(crickets chirping)
(dramatic music)
(flesh squelches)
(Watson groans)
(body thuds)
(crickets chirping)
(door creaking)
- Mark?
(footsteps crunching)
(dramatic music)
Mark?
(Micah puffs)
(door creaking)
(birds cawing)
(door creaking)
(toothpaste squelching)
(intense music)
(Micah screaming)
- Where's your boyfriend?
Ah, what does it matter?
I've got the bait.
Now, you scream, I'll
cut your throat.
(dramatic music)
(birds cawing)
(Micah groans)
(owl hooting)
(animals screeching)
(Micah gasping)
(blow thudding)
(grass rustling)
(birds cawing)
- Everything all right?
- How long you been asleep?
- Asleep, I wasn't asleep, just
closed my eyes for a second.
- Yeah, a second, huh?
- Gracious, I'm sure
that's all it was.
Hasn't been a soul near
the house all night.
- Yeah, well, I'm
going down there.
- I'll come with you.
(owl hooting)
(crickets chirping)
(dramatic music)
- You son of a bitch!
Singh was here in my house,
while you had your eyes
closed for a second.
- [Ian] And where were you?
- I could have stayed awake.
- But you didn't.
- What the hell's the
matter with you, Ian?
Singh has got Micah,
and I just hope to God
she's still alive.
- Then you'll just have
to go out there
and get them, won't you?
Look at it this way, Mark.
This isn't just an ordinary
kidnapping, Micah's famous.
- What are you talking about?
- Publicity.
I knew if I could just
get her to come up here
and see what was going on,
she'd make a noise the
whole world would listen to.
Then when I heard what
she had to say about Singh
on the television (laughs)
I knew that was the poacher I
wanted her to see close too.
She'll tell the world what
these bastards are doing.
- You arranged for me
to take Micah.
And you called Singh
and told him
to go to Fred Johnson's knowing
I'd show up there with her.
But how in the hell did you
know the elephants would be out
of the parks?
Oh, you knew the elephants
would be out of the parks
because you drove them out.
- And you played your
part very nicely.
- My part, huh?
- You're insane.
Did you even go to Sekomo today,
Ian?
And what about Watson?
(scoffs) That's just great.
You've got a girl out
there with a fucking madman
and you killed my Watson,
you did!
And it's all for the
fucking cause.
Well, the cause is
not worth that.
- Ah, but it is, you see.
You see, it's not just a
simple manslaughter this time.
It's murder, maybe even
Micah's murder.
Front pages everywhere.
We'll probably save tens
of thousands of animals.
- Don't tell me about
saving animals, Ian.
I've been fighting to
preserve them all my life.
But I will not be involved
in the manipulation
of evidence like this
and the creation of
bullshit incidents.
That's my friend.
You self-righteous bastard.
You have no right to play God.
- All I did was tell a
few harmless lies.
You and Micah and Singh
did all the rest.
And human nature, hatred,
greed and love even.
You can't track him in the dark.
Never mind, he'll wait for you.
I imagine there's nothing
he'd like better than
to get you alone in the wild.
- You son of a bitch.
I'll take care of you
when I get back.
In the meantime, you get
a shovel and bury Watson.
And do a good job, Ian.
Or I'll come back and
break your goddam neck.
- Yes, Mark, yes.
You'll see.
I know I'm right.
(dramatic music)
- All right, let's see
if you can catch me now,
you son of a bitch!
Yeah, the leopard's
ticking on the big man.
Come on, Mr. Hunter!
Let's see if you can hunt!
(dramatic music)
(door thuds)
(engine revving)
(engine puttering)
(birds chirping)
(engine puttering)
(birds squawking)
- I'm right, I know I'm right.
I've gotta be right.
- He's dead.
- I know I'm right, I
know I'm right.
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(water lapping)
- Kind of looks like
somebody's coming.
- Yeah, it's Roger.
- Roger, who's he got with him?
- Roger a man who always
did move fast.
- Mm-hmm, (laughs) Roger,
fast mover.
(engine puttering)
(brakes squeaking)
- Where's the smiling man?
- [White Shirt] He's
gone down to the bush.
- Ah, tell him not shit on
the company's time in future.
- He's taking an
elephant down there.
How's that?
- Yeah, that's good,
that's good man.
Now there's another 100
elephants out there.
It's another 200 tusks.
(men groaning)
(blows thudding)
- [Micah] Stop it, stop it!
(Micah screaming)
- Roger, cool it, cool it,
Roger!
Killing him is crazy, cool it!
- Get up!
(birds squawking)
Put these on!
Now you guys, go and
collect the tusks, eh?
And keep an eye out for
that game warden.
He'll be around here
in a minute.
Yeah, just stay out of his way.
It's not you he's looking for.
I'll meet you at the
river crossing.
- Well be there tonight.
- Yeah, you think I
still got my iron?
- Take him down, man.
- Would you like to see what
the poacher does for a living,
Miss Hill, since you're
so interested, come on.
(dramatic music)
Take her.
Let's see if I've still
got my eye on, eh.
- You have to be the best
in the business.
(gun firing)
(Micah screaming)
Maybe the lady would like
to see what we do next.
- She'd love it.
Hurry up on with those axes
or I'll give you
another kicking.
(dramatic music)
(birds cawing)
You, watch, watch!
(ax thudding)
Watch!
(Micah sobbing)
(birds cawing)
That's good, boys.
Stay cool, it's nearly done.
(axes thudding)
- Why are you doing this to me?
Is it because of what
I said at the airport?
Is that your reason!
- You're just bait, girl.
(birds cawing)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
(monkeys screeching)
- Even an animal eats
what it kills.
You kill for greed,
nothing else.
You're sick with greed, that's
why you killed that man.
(brakes screeching)
- Not always, Miss Hill.
Today I'm going to
kill for revenge
and that might be
sweetest of all.
- You gonna kill me now
or rape me first?
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(brakes screeching)
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
- (sighs) There's no escaping,
girl.
No escaping.
(engine puttering)
(birds cawing)
(somber music)
(door thudding)
(dramatic music)
(vultures squawking)
(engine puttering)
(birds chirping)
(gun clicking)
(gun firing)
- What did you shoot it for!
- Don't be impatient.
I need you alive a
little bit longer.
Get in the Getty,
conservation lady.
(birds chirping)
(engine puttering)
(suspenseful music)
(engine roaring)
(dramatic music)
(metal clanking)
(train chugging)
(dramatic music)
(train whistling)
(gun clicking)
- Where's Roger?
First shot's gonna
smash your kneecaps
and then I'm gonna shoot
every joint in your body.
Where is he?
- I dunno.
- Come on, man.
You met up with him a
while ago back
where you slaughtered that bull
and you're gonna take me to him.
- But I can't do it, man.
I can't do that!
(blow thuds)
(poacher screams)
No do.
- You gotta take me to him!
(blow thuds)
- Ouch!
Okay, okay, okay.
- All right, move.
My vehicle, move!
(engine puttering)
(footsteps tapping)
- Hi, Mrs. Taylor.
- John, where's Ian?
Ian, oh, Ian, I've
been so worried!
Where have you been?
I thought you were stuck
out in the bush with no gun.
I thought something
terrible had happened.
- No, no, no.
- [Jane] You're all right?
- Yes, yes.
- What has happened?
You look a wreck.
- Nothing, nothing really.
- Well, where's Micah.
She has the reception tonight.
Well, there's the painting.
It should be framed.
What's it doing here anyway?
What's going on!
- There's been some trouble.
- [Jane] What?
- It's all part of the plan.
- Ian, what are you
talking about, what plan?
Where is Micah anyway?
- Jane, listen, Micah has
been kidnapped by Roger Singh.
- What!
- There was nothing I could do.
Mark, Mark's gone after him.
- You were there!
You left them?
Why aren't you with Mark?
You're just standing there!
And you John, why aren't
you after them?
- Everything's all right,
everything will work out,
you'll see.
- The hell it will!
I'm going to the police.
You bastard!
(dramatic music)
- [Ian] I didn't mean
to kill her.
It was an accident. (gasping)
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(elephant trumpeting)
(gun firing)
(Micah screaming)
(elephant groaning)
(body thudding)
(Micah groaning)
(somber music)
(engine puttering)
(gentle music)
(Micah moans)
- No!
(Roger laughing)
- Hey.
- Okay, come on lad.
Come on, let's see if
you can really do it.
(Roger laughing)
Okay.
You stay right there.
Stay back or I'll shoot you.
I'll do it.
You're not gonna go on
killing whatever you want.
What are you trying to
prove, big macho man.
We're gonna stand right
here until Mark shows up.
- If you expect me to stay
here til Mark shows up,
Miss Hill, you're gonna
have to do more
than just aim that gun at me.
You're going to have to
pull the trigger.
Go on, shoot me.
Or maybe you'd like to
rape me first.
(birds chirping)
Move over.
You'd better get accustomed
to killing, Miss Hill.
Just to prepare yourself
to see your friend Mark
being blown away.
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(birds squawking)
- Which way?
(water gurgling)
(engine puttering)
(glass clattering)
- You better get the truck over.
I'll take the Land Rover across,
you carry the stuff
over by hand.
Good man, good.
Now you know what you got to do,
men.
(water gurgling)
(brakes squeaking)
Come on, you fuckers,
move that ivory.
- Don't you worry, we
are coming, boss.
- Cross the river to Tanzania.
There's wilderness over there.
It's where we're going,
you, me, your boyfriend.
(engine puttering)
(Micah groaning)
Time to play, eh?
- Yeah, Roger, yes!
(Micah groaning)
(somber music)
(engine puttering)
- All right, move over.
You drive.
- [Poacher] What man, I drive?
- Yeah, now, move.
Come on, let's go.
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(man groaning)
(Micah groaning)
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(guns firing)
(body thudding)
(guns firing)
(engine revving)
(gun firing)
You okay?
All right, wait here.
(gentle music)
(engine revving)
(somber music)
- Come on, bitch.
- It's okay, come on, we're
gonna get you to the doctor.
We'll go after him later.
I just want you out of here.
- Come on, come on, you bastard!
Come and get me, man.
Come on!
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(animals whimpering)
(lion roaring)
(monkeys screeching)
(dramatic music)
Come and get me!
(gun firing)
(buffalo lowing)
(hooves thundering)
(buffalo sniffing)
(engine revving)
- Can't hear him?
By the time you get back to him,
he'll have killed
everything in sight.
- Can you drive?
- All right, all right,
we'll try and cut him off
and I'll circle around on foot.
He won't try and
cross that river.
I want you to rest for
a few minutes.
He can't get far.
(buffalo sniffing)
(quiet music)
Jesus, you've been through hell.
I just can't believe Ian
would do this.
- Ian?
- Yeah, the bastard set you up.
He set me up, he set up
the whole goddam thing.
(buffalo lowing)
Jesus, run like hell!
(dramatic music)
(head banging)
(Mark groaning)
(buffalo moaning)
(hooves thudding)
(gun firing)
(body thudding)
Micah, you okay?
- Yeah, are you all right?
- Yeah.
- I'm glad you killed it.
- I had to, it charged us.
There's nothing more dangerous
than a wounded buffalo.
And you're right about
Singh, we gotta stop him.
All right, you drive slowly,
hang back
and I'll circle around on foot.
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(elephants trumpeting)
(gentle upbeat music)
(dramatic music)
(elephants moaning)
(somber music)
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(elephants trumpeting)
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(elephants trumpeting)
(gun clicking)
(engine revving)
(body thudding)
(somber music)
(Micah crying)
- It's okay.
It's over.
(gentle music)
It's okay now.
It's okay.
Hey, let me show you the
elephants, real up close.
Okay?
Don't be afraid.
Gotta trust me.
(both laughing)
It helps if you smell like one.
Now we both look like a
heap of shit.
(both laughing)
Come on.
(elephants moaning)
(gentle music)
(gun firing)
(gentle upbeat music)
(buffalo sniffing)
(gun firing)
(hooves thudding)
(gun clicking)
- Listen, boy, if you
touch my gun again
I'll have your fuckin'
head mounted.
- You shouldn't have shot that.
It was too far.
Now we've got a wounded
buffalo out there.
- I don't want anybody
telling me it's too far.
- Hey, all right, what
the hell's going on.
- Where's Taylor, I
want to speak with him.
- He's back at camp.
- When I paid for my
guided safari,
it wasn't for the B-team.
It said, "Escorted by a
white hunter."
I've just about had it
up to here being told
what I can and what
I can't shoot
by some chicken-shit negro.
Get Taylor.
- He's not available.
And he doesn't like people
who use animals for
target practice
and he's had it up to
here with killing.
- Great, I'm on a
fucking safari.
My great white hunter,
your boss,
loses his appetite for
killing animals.
I don't suppose he's
lost his appetite
for taking my money, has he?
I'm going in there after
that buffalo myself, alone.
- No you're not, pal.
You go in there and
there's an accident,
the government's gonna use it
to try and ban hunting entirely.
- That should suit you,
you're just as yellow
bellied as Taylor is.
- All right, Roger,
you go with him.
- Yeah, you come with me.
And you can take a picture
with me and the buffalo.
- Hold it!
(buffalo moaning)
- Run!
(buffalo snorting)
(hooves thundering)
(Roger yells)
(buffalo snorting)
(gun firing)
(man groaning)
(hooves thudding)
(birds chirping)
- Buffalo killed him, yeah.
Buffalo killed him!
(quiet somber music)
(upbeat music)
(buffalo moaning)
(plane engine roaring)
(people chattering)
- There she is.
Keep the lights off her
til I near her,
let's take her by surprise.
Miss Hill, what is your
position on government plans
to loosen restrictions on
game hunting in Sekomo.
- What?
- Television, as you said,
is to test the killing
of African wildlife.
- I don't know if I said that.
And I suppose so, yes.
- So you are against
the government's plan?
- I'm against the killing
of African wildlife.
The rhinoceros is almost
killed off as it is.
Doing that with a license from
the government doesn't make
it any different from
what this terrible,
Singh, Roger Singh, that
should tell you something
about people who kill animals.
- [Journalist] You
mean the Singh
who was in for manslaughter?
- Before that he had a
conviction for poaching.
I know for a fact that he
was responsible
for killing off the
rhinoceros in this country.
He's just a killer either way.
- Bitch!
- [Journalist] But he
did his time,
shouldn't he given
another chance?
- Goddam loudmouth, bitch,
what right has she got
to talk about me on
television like that!
- As reported earlier,
Roger Singh is the
ex-poacher released yesterday
after serving four years
for manslaughter.
We'll be back with more
news as soon--
(dramatic music)
- Roger?
(bright music)
(birds clucking)
- [Man] Taxi!
- Elephant, very cheap.
- No.
- Good elephante, want to buy.
- No.
- Miss Micah Hill?
- Yeah.
- Am I glad to see you,
I'm Watson.
- Oh.
- I'm to drive you to Mr.
Taylor's place.
- Oh, thank God, thank you.
(people chattering)
(horns honking)
- Miss Hill, excuse me.
I'm John Sterling, sorry
I'm a bit late.
I got held up in traffic.
Hi, Watson, how you doin'?
- Very well.
- Well, welcome to Sekomo.
I've come for the painting.
I can tell you, everyone's
looking forward
to your presentation.
Especially the president.
I think they've sold
some 200 tickets already.
It seems that everyone
in the capital wants
to meet the famous Micah Hill.
- That's great, I hope the
president likes my painting.
- Oh, I'm sure he will.
Can we have a look?
Wonderful, it's exactly
what we need.
Look at that, Watson.
- We all think it's a
great idea of Ian's.
I hope it influences the
government to help wildlife.
- Oh, I'm sure it will.
I'm certain it will.
Well, Watson's taking you
out to the camp, is he?
- That's right.
- Oh, good, in that case,
I'll see you at the reception.
Nice to meet you and thank you.
See you, Watson.
- Am I glad you're on time.
- (laughs) Bye.
- It's all right, it's okay.
It's in good hands.
(gentle music)
(phone clicking)
Ian, yeah.
They're leaving now.
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(upbeat music)
(people chattering)
- Get out of the bloody way.
(dramatic music)
- More than five minutes
I've been waiting.
- Well, I was
relieved to see you.
- [Watson] How was your flight?
- Horrific, are you complaining
about coming over to it.
- What was that, did we just?
- Bloody hell, did you see that?
Did you see that?
Sh, bloody.
(dramatic music)
(chickens clucking)
(people chattering)
No more, leave now.
(dramatic music)
(people chattering)
Who are these people?
- They're my parents.
They want you to marry me too.
- You think I want to marry you?
I don't want to marry you.
Do you really think that I
want to grow old like that
in this shit hole of a place?
Get out you bitch, go on,
get out!
Bitch.
(somber music)
- Someone called you.
I left a message by
the telephone.
You see, Roger, you do need me.
- I'll show you how
much I need you.
Just watch.
(phone whirring)
Hi, Amanda, it's the old
Roger, (laughs) just got out.
Why don't you come down tonight,
eh?
And bring that friend of yours,
will ya.
Yeah, right, see you later.
(dramatic music)
Damn conservationist bitch.
(gentle music)
(elephant moaning)
(elephant trumpeting)
(upbeat music)
(wildlife grunting)
(monkeys chattering)
(engine puttering)
- [Watson] We've arrived.
- (speaking in foreign
language) No, it's okay.
Bye.
- [Watson] Goodbye.
Enjoy yourself.
- Micah!
- Jane!
- Oh, I was so glad to
get your letter
that you were coming a few days
early before the reception.
How are you?
So good to see you.
- Great to see you.
- How are you and Ian doing?
- Oh, Ian's so busy these
days with his anti-poaching
and his African wildlife groups.
You know, he has a
meeting with the president
at least once a week.
That leaves me to run the
safari camp all by myself.
Thank goodness it's
off season now.
Come on, I'll show you
to your tent.
- I brought you something.
- Have you?
What is it?
(Micah laughing)
Can I guess, is it a surprise.
- [Micah] Hello.
- Oh, I don't think
you've met Zoko.
- No, last time I was
here there was a leopard.
- Oh, yes, I remember.
It was in here when
you came to bed.
- [Micah] That's right.
- [Jane] Is this the surprise?
- [Micah] Yep.
- Thank you, Micah, how lovely.
Ah, that's beautiful.
In your last letter you said
you were working on a book.
You also said that you've
broken up your engagement.
- Yeah, well, that's
ancient history now.
- Oh dear.
Well, maybe you'd like
some coffee, hm?
Let's go and find Steven.
(gentle music)
(monkey chattering)
Thanks, Steven.
- [Micah] Where is Ian anyway.
- [Jane] No, I think he's
wandering around
in the bush somewhere.
I worry about him, you know.
He refuses to carry a
gun anymore.
- [Micah] Maybe that's
not a bad thing.
- [Jane] It's a bit risky,
I think.
(gentle music)
I told you she was coming early.
- What?
- [Jane] I told you she
was coming early.
- Did ya?
- Yeah.
- Well, my God, look at her.
She's beautiful. (laughs)
Welcome home, it's
been too long.
- [Micah] Thanks, it's
great to see you.
- And a television star to boot.
- Was it on already.
- It certainly was.
Well, you're famous now,
aren't you.
People want to know what
you have to say.
- [Jane] What was it, dear?
- Oh, just some TV reporter
making damn fool questions.
Micah said she was
against poaching.
- Well, that's good.
If Micah says so, people
will listen, won't they.
- Yes, they will.
- Well, I don't know why.
They shouldn't really.
I don't know much about it.
Hey, you should have seen
those elephants
we saw on the way up
here, millions of them.
- That's odd.
Well, how was your trip?
You must need a drink, wash
all that dust down, come on.
(somber music)
Damn government, what
do they care,
tucked away in their big
offices and their big houses.
They way they enforce the
laws against poaching,
it might just as well be legal.
Even talk of loosening
the hunting laws now,
just to make it easier for them
to ignore the whole problem.
It's the poor animals
that suffer,
those and the few of us
who still care about them.
- Ian, you will upset Micah.
I'm afraid he's on his
soapbox again.
- Well, someone's got to
cope with this madness.
Bastards!
You know what these poachers do,
Micah?
They go into the animal
parks, wildlife preserves
and they slaughter
the elephants,
poor, defenseless elephants.
They hack off their tusks,
leave the carcasses to rot.
Don't even use the meat with
thousands starving here.
Nobody cares, nobody
does anything.
I shouldn't be bothering
you with all this, should I?
You don't want to hear it,
do you.
- There's somebody coming.
(engine puttering)
(crickets chirping)
- [Ian And Jane] Mark!
- Hello, Jane.
- Hello.
- Ian.
- What are you doing here?
- This is Micah Hill,
Mark Smith.
You heard us talk about Micah.
She's here to present
her painting
at the reception on Friday.
- I know, I saw it in
the newspaper.
It's nice to meet you.
- I suppose you also
read about Roger Singh.
- Yeah, why they let
that son of a bitch out,
I'll never know.
- You should have seen
Micah on the television.
She called him killer.
- What, is she crazy?
- Oh, Mark.
- Hang on, exactly what did
you say about Roger Singh?
- I don't know, I said it was
in the papers about him
being a poacher.
I said I was against poaching,
that's all.
- You know, if Roger's
heard any of this,
he's gonna have a wild
hair up his ass.
- Yes, yes, have a brandy.
You're not working, are you?
- Yeah.
I'm on my way up country.
There's signs of
elephants everywhere
and I gotta keep 'em
from heading
into that farming district.
If you don't mind,
I thought I'd bunk here
tonight, get an early start.
- Oh, please do.
You know, it was Mark who
was responsible
for Roger Singh's conviction.
The funny thing is, Roger
always claimed
that Mark was the murderer.
- Well, what do you
expect him to say?
It was his word against mine
and I guarantee you if
it hadn't been
for that poaching conviction
of his the year before,
they'd probably just as
soon believed him as me.
- I was right.
Poachers and murderers.
- I just think you should
be careful what you say.
To a man like Roger Singh,
you never know what he'll do.
- I doubt if Roger Singh's
ever read a newspaper
in his life.
You'll be all right,
don't worry.
We won't let anything
happen to ya.
- Ian, I need your help.
How would you feel about
going to Sekomo tomorrow?
- Sekomo, I just got back.
- Just try and send up
a plane or two.
I gotta get those elephants
headed back into the parks
and the president will
listen to you.
- All right, someone will
have to look after Micah.
She'll have to go with you.
- Ian, I think I'd rather
stay here and sketch.
- Please, Jane's busy tomorrow.
It'll be an adventure for you.
- You'll see a lot more
animals if you go.
- All right.
- All right, it's a deal.
(laughs) Might give her some
facts for her talk shows.
I'll see you here at 5:00 a.m.,
okay.
- I think I'll go to bed now.
Would it be possible
to take a bath?
- Yes, of course, come on.
- Goodnight.
- [Jane] Goodnight.
- You'll get along just fine,
you'll see.
- Get out of my bloody way!
(dramatic music)
(tense music)
(Roger screams)
(mystical music)
Jesus, you brute.
(snake hissing)
Get out of here, you
little monster.
Go on, back it off now, hey!
Thank you, you miserable sod.
(gentle music)
(monkey chattering)
(Micah laughing)
- Sorry!
I didn't know anybody,
I didn't know anybody was here!
- All right, so let's go
out and have a drink, eh.
- I love free drinks.
- Ah, nice.
- Let's do it again.
(all laughing)
- Let's all go have a drink
and then do it again, yeah.
Pass me the matches, will ya.
- There you are.
- Thanks.
- How you feel now?
(Roger moans)
Good.
- Oh, you've got a message here.
- Here, read it to me.
- Elephants ruining crops,
needed taken care of.
They're yours--
- [Both] Fred Johnson.
- What is it?
- See ya girls, I gotta go.
- Go?
- I knew it.
- I'm sorry.
It's business, girl.
All right, girls, you
let yourselves out, eh.
- Oh Roger, I'm going
to miss you.
- Mm, oh.
- Take care.
- Mm, oh.
Oh God, if it wasn't elephants
it would have to be you, eh.
(all laughing)
Hey now, listen, when
I come back,
money, lots of dresses for you.
A dozen dresses each!
- Wow.
- And we party, hey!
(all laughing)
- All right, Roger.
- Hey, hey, now don't go out
with any rubbish til I
come back (laughing).
(lion roaring)
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(gentle music)
- Micah!
(horn honking)
(upbeat music)
(engine revving)
- Did they go already?
- Right on time.
I must be off too.
- I'll come with you
if you like.
- No, no, no, I'll be back.
- Take care.
- Sorry about last night.
(bright music)
(upbeat music)
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(birds cawing)
- What are you gonna
do with those elephants
when you find them?
- I'll try to herd them
back into the parks.
If that doesn't work,
they'll have to be shot.
- Easy way out, huh?
I suppose it's your
job to do it.
- Yeah, unfortunately it is.
- When I was a kid growing
up on the farm,
I watched my grandfather put
a raccoon into a burlap bag
and smash it up
against the wall.
It was destroying the crops.
I just don't believe
that's the only solution.
- Give me a break.
- What?
- Nothing, nothing.
(upbeat music)
(birds chirping)
(engines puttering)
(horn honking)
Shit!
(Micah screaming)
You okay? (gasping)
Goddammit.
The elephants are
destroying themselves.
- Elephants, what about
that track of wood?
And look at your arm.
- Shit.
Hand me that kit by your foot.
- Here, let me help.
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
- Thanks.
Shit.
Looks like the elephants
moved on through the village.
I gotta check it out.
(engine revving)
(birds chirping)
(upbeat music)
(people chattering)
(baby crying)
(sticks thudding)
(people chattering)
(dogs barking)
(all speaking in
foreign language)
(men speaking in
foreign language)
- Micah!
- I couldn't wait any longer.
- These damn people, you'd
think they were my elephants.
I can't control the
goddam things.
- Maybe you could put
something around the crops
that the elephants don't like.
- Oh, yeah, like what.
- Like an orbiting
missile station
with elephant seeking warheads.
- You really think what happened
to those people is funny?
Fine, now maybe people laugh
at different things
where you live.
Where is that now, New York?
That's why I left.
- I'm sorry.
(engine revving)
(gentle upbeat music)
(birds calling)
(gentle music)
- All right, we'll take a
break here and eat some lunch.
(birds chirping)
- Oh my God!
(elephant roaring)
(gentle music)
- There's hundreds of 'em.
And they're moving right
to Fred Johnson's farm.
- I've never seen
anything like it.
- I'm glad you got a chance too.
It's not gonna last.
Come on, let's eat.
(upbeat music)
(elephants moaning)
Now Johnson's got the
legal right to shoot
any of those elephants
that trespass.
I just wish I knew why they
were leaving the parks.
Used to be the heavy poaching.
I don't know.
Maybe it's a drought.
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
Shit!
Stay here!
Where you goin' Roger?
- What the hell business
is it of yours,
just 'cause you're the
big game warden now,
doesn't mean to say you
can stop people going
about their ordinary business.
Get out of my way.
- I heard you were out.
What was it,
government connections?
If you're thinking about
those elephants, Roger,
you just turn around and
head back right here and now.
- Nobody tells me what to do,
man.
- Well, I'm telling you, man.
(gun clicking)
Move out.
- I don't suppose you'd
care to put that rifle down
and argue about it.
- Move, Roger!
(dramatic music)
(engine revving)
(somber music)
- What's going on?
- Nothing, nothing to be
concerned about.
Look, we better head out.
- Have you had enough lunch?
- I'm not really hungry,
I'll eat later.
- You sure you're all right?
- Yeah, come on.
(gentle music)
(elephants trumpeting)
(car rattling)
- [Roger] Fred!
Hey, Fred!
(dog barking)
(laughs) How you doin' Fred?
- Roger, bloody, Singh.
I'd heard they let you fly.
Should have known you'd
come looking around here.
Jail never changed
anybody for the good.
- Ain't lookin' around, Fred.
I came because you called.
- What?
- The elephants, you called me.
- I didn't call.
- Oh, come on, Fred.
I've been driving all night.
I've even had a poacher,
now you're telling me you
didn't call me?
- That's right, I
didn't call ya.
- Aw, come on!
- I dunno, now you're here,
come here.
- (laughs) Hey, Fred,
you're a wonder you are.
It's a great place you've here,
you know.
- [Fred] If I don't
make some money quickly,
I'm gonna lose it.
- [Roger] Oh, don't worry,
I've got a proposition
to put to you.
- Here, sit down.
You know, you didn't
come to see me.
What are you after?
- I told ya, elephants, ivory.
- What's in it for me?
- You get to keep my crops,
Fred.
- Look, I can clear
them out myself.
- (laughs) But you can't
get rid of the ivory,
I've got the contacts.
Cross the border,
down the coast,
the stock will be in India
by the end of the month.
And your share will be
paid in dollars,
anywhere you want in the
world, within three months.
- What do you think it
would be worth, my share?
- 200 head of elephants, at
say, only 40 pounds a head.
Then your share must
be worth, 25, $30,000.
That's not bad for a
night's work, Fred.
- How you gonna kill 200
elephants in one night.
- (laughs) My boys have killed
over 200 elephants in an hour.
- 25 to 30 you say.
Yeah, but it's risky.
If you get caught, I go to
jail and lose everything.
Mind you, these things are,
the bank's gonna take it.
Let me think about it,
Roger, let me think about it.
You want some coffee?
- I'll have a beer. (groans)
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
- Game ranger, that's all
I bloody need.
Hello, Mark.
- Hello, Fred.
- [Fred] I thought you'd
be coming along.
Hey, Roger's in there.
Big surprise, I didn't
even know he was out yet.
- Yeah, I thought as much, Fred.
- Hello.
- Hi, I'm Micah Hill.
- Yeah, I know.
I seen ya in the newspapers.
Please, come in, come in.
(birds chirping)
Hey, Roger, I'd like
you to meet Micah Hill.
This is Roger Singh.
- What the hell are you doin'
here, Roger?
I thought I told you to stay
clear of these elephants.
- [Roger] I'm not
doing anything.
I am visiting an old friend.
- Never learn, will ya.
You're getting yourself
in trouble already.
- Look, I'm two days out of jail
and you're already on my
case, following me around, eh?
Trying to make a
mess of my life.
You and your girlfriend here.
I should have know, hey,
what a pair.
- I'm not following you, Roger.
I just came from the
village east of here.
It was torn up pretty bad.
So I figured some of the
elephants must of ended up here.
- [Roger] You're a lying
son of a bitch.
You called me last night,
didn't you?
Left a message to tell
me to come down here.
- I don't know what
you're talkin' about.
- You're a sneaky bastard,
just like you always were.
Only this time your
little setup didn't work.
You left me that phony message.
- Nobody set you up, Roger.
Nobody but yourself.
- You killed that guy four
years ago, and you know it!
You better take care, Miss Hill,
your boyfriend
here's a murderer.
- That's bullshit.
- Your boyfriend and I
were partners once
in a hunting firm
with Ian Taylor.
And one day
something went wrong.
One of our rich American
clients got killed.
And I was the fall guy.
- And what about the
money that was missing?
- I never denied
taking that money.
But that guy was dead with
your bullet in his guts.
You screwed me, man,
you really screwed me.
Why did you do that, man?
And now you've come down here,
trying to set me up again
and bring your girlfriend down
to talk about me on the
television set.
- That's a lie, Roger, it's a
crock of shit and you know it.
- Don't believe him now, Fred.
Get out of my way, please.
Get out of my way.
- You got a permit for
that rifle, Roger?
- What?
- That rifle out in your truck.
After where you've been
it's not likely.
You got a permit or not?
- Oh, come on, man,
for God's sake.
- Well, it's a good
thing I came by.
You're coming with me, Roger.
I'm placing you under arrest
for unlawful possession
of a firearm.
And you can bet your ass,
you're going back to prison.
(blow thuds)
(dramatic music)
(blows thudding)
(men groaning)
- [Micah] Do something!
(blows thudding)
(men groaning)
(dramatic music)
- Get out.
- Give me that gun.
- You stay where you are.
I won't have you boys
fighting on my property.
You want to kill each other>
Go do it somewhere else.
All right, Roger, out.
Go on, out.
- You've messed around
enough in my life.
And you, you bitch.
- Are you okay?
- Your arm's bleeding again.
- Oh, shit.
- Yeah, Roger's crazy,
always was.
I didn't send for him.
- Yeah, sure, Fred.
Look, thanks a lot
for your help.
- It's best not to make an
enemy of a man like that.
Now get those
elephants off my land
or I will, my way.
- I'll take care of it, Fred.
And next time you see
anymore on your land,
you call us, not Roger Singh.
- I tell ya, I didn't call him!
- Yeah, then who did.
- Roger thinks you did.
(bright music)
- (scoffs) I gotta make a call.
Can I use a phone?
- Yeah.
- Is this Roger really
as dangerous as he seems?
- Hm, oh, don't worry about it.
He just wants those elephants.
Mark-o better keep clear though.
- Are you really gonna
kill those elephants?
- Well, I can't have them
destroying my property.
- Couldn't you put up
electric fences?
- On 25,000 acres?
I'm no millionaire, you know.
(phone ringing)
- Yeah.
- Hello, John, is that you?
- [John] Mark, where are you?
- Oh, I'm out at Fred Johnson's,
elephants are moving
onto his farm.
Look, let me talk to Ian.
- Mark, Ian isn't here.
I haven't spoken to
him in weeks.
- What do you mean, you
haven't spoken to him?
He should have been
there by now?
- [John] I really don't
know where he is.
- Oh shit, he was supposed
to be there this morning
to talk to you about this
goddam elephant problem.
(sighs) All right, John, look.
If you can, wait for him.
And if he doesn't show,
will you do me a favor
and drive up here?
- [John] Sure, Mark,
anytime you say.
- By the way, Roger
Singh's on the prowl again.
I gotta try and figure
out a way to stop him.
(phone thuds)
(birds chirping)
Jesus Christ.
We gotta go.
- Mark, you know, I
gotta warn ya.
Roger thinks you set him up.
You got him to come out here
then just happened to
turn up yourself,
asking about gun permits.
You two are bad news
for each other,
always have been.
Something's gonna come
of it before it's over.
Someone's gonna get hurt.
- Yeah, well thanks a lot
for your concern, Fred.
But I can take care of myself.
- Oh sure, sure you can.
What about her?
- (sighs) Look, just to be safe,
you better not stay at
Jane and Ian's,
at least until we get
Singh in custody.
Well, we gotta assume he's
gonna come after both of us now,
especially after what you said
about him in the newspaper.
- Where will I stay then?
- (sighs) You'd be
safe at my place.
It's all right, Singh
doesn't know where I live.
Come on, let's go.
(birds chirping)
What's the matter, come on.
Come on, I gotta get
somebody up here
to take care of these elephants
and I got Roger Singh
to worry about.
(engine revving)
(birds chirping)
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(upbeat music)
- Is there any truth in
what he said?
- [Mark] What?
- [Micah] That you set
him up, set Roger up?
(lion roaring)
(engine puttering)
- Well, this is it.
Got everything you need,
right here.
Well, it doesn't have much of
a woman's touch, this place,
but I found that
women in this part
of the world generally
don't get along too well.
(gentle music)
All right, goddammit, I'm sorry.
- What about?
- About getting you
involved in this.
I should have known better
than to take you along.
- I can take care of myself.
- I know that.
I just don't think we
should be enemies right now.
- Mark, did you send
Roger that message?
- I told you, I didn't.
(speaking in foreign
language) My friend.
- [Watson] Took your
time coming back home.
- (laughs) Yeah, between
Watson and me,
we keep things running
pretty smooth around here.
Can you help me with that box?
- Yes.
- Thanks.
- Hello, good to see you again.
- Nice to see you, too.
- I didn't know you lived here.
- This is home.
(birds cawing)
- How come he met me yesterday?
- Who, Watson?
- Yeah, he met me at
the airport.
- I don't know, must have been
in town picking up supplies.
Occasionally he helps Ian.
- Do you live here all the time?
- [Mark] Yeah, most of the year.
- Are you sure we're
gonna be safe here?
- Look, you're gonna have
to learn to trust me.
You don't have another choice.
Come on, I've seen Roger
with that look he had today.
He's always figuring some
way to get what he wants.
And right now, he wants revenge
on me, maybe on you too.
I'm afraid he's gonna
try something.
- I just wish I could
call Jane and Ian.
- What, on the shortwave?
No, Roger knows the frequency.
He could intercept the call
and I don't want to give him
any clues about where we are.
Now don't worry.
Jane and Ian know I'll
take care of you.
Now come on.
I'll get the bed
fixed up for you.
Lie down if you want.
- Where are you sleeping?
- I'm sleeping on the couch.
(laughs) Don't worry,
I'm just trying
to keep you safe and make
you comfortable.
(birds cawing)
- [Watson] I've got
enough food packed for you
to last a week.
- All right, you look after her.
I may be gone most of the night.
(gentle music)
(engine puttering)
(ostriches squawking)
(engine puttering)
(Mark groaning)
(gentle music)
(birds squawking)
- This is big mistake
you're making, Watson.
- Mark taught me to be a
checker player.
And I taught him to be checker.
Now he out-checks me.
But I always win the checkers.
(birds squawking)
(Micah puffs)
(crickets chirping)
(owl hooting)
(crickets chirping)
(man grunts)
- Hey, you must be slipping.
- [Mark] For God's sake, Ian.
- Time was you could tell
my footsteps from anybody's.
- Well, I almost blasted ya.
- I was gonna drop
off at the house
to see how your day
went with Micah,
then I saw you driving away.
- Oh, great, I was trying
to be inconspicuous.
- Where is Micah anyway?
- She's down at the
house with Watson.
- [Ian] Why, what's happened?
- [Mark] Singh.
- Singh?
- Yeah, we had a run-in today.
I got a feeling he's
gonna try something.
- Huh, well, not to worry.
I kept going, hid the
Land Rover next to yours.
I knew you'd take the upper
ground, like I taught you.
- I imagine you like that
young lady, eh?
- Shit.
I liked livin', her I
could do without.
- Yes, I like her too.
Do you mind if I keep
watch with you.
If anything happened to Micah,
I'd never forgive myself.
Nor would Jane.
- No, I could use the company.
(groans)
Hey, did you ever make it
to Sekomo, I called John,
he said he hadn't heard from ya.
- I was with the president,
you oaf.
- All right, so when's
the plane come in?
- Tomorrow.
(crickets chirping)
You must be tired.
Why don't you close your
eyes for a minute, I'm here.
Give us your rifle.
- No, I can't Ian, I've
gotta stay awake.
- Just rest for a moment.
I'll wake you up, come on.
- All right, just, I'm gonna
close my eyes for a minute.
- That's the way.
(crickets chirping)
Come on, Roger Singh,
I know you're there.
Come on.
Make your move.
(dramatic music)
(intense music)
(wildlife calling)
(grass rustling)
(monkeys chirping)
(gate creaking)
(animal screeching)
(crickets chirping)
(dramatic music)
(animal hooting)
(dramatic music)
(owl hooting)
(intense music)
(dramatic music)
(birds squawking)
(crickets chirping)
(dramatic music)
(flesh squelches)
(Watson groans)
(body thuds)
(crickets chirping)
(door creaking)
- Mark?
(footsteps crunching)
(dramatic music)
Mark?
(Micah puffs)
(door creaking)
(birds cawing)
(door creaking)
(toothpaste squelching)
(intense music)
(Micah screaming)
- Where's your boyfriend?
Ah, what does it matter?
I've got the bait.
Now, you scream, I'll
cut your throat.
(dramatic music)
(birds cawing)
(Micah groans)
(owl hooting)
(animals screeching)
(Micah gasping)
(blow thudding)
(grass rustling)
(birds cawing)
- Everything all right?
- How long you been asleep?
- Asleep, I wasn't asleep, just
closed my eyes for a second.
- Yeah, a second, huh?
- Gracious, I'm sure
that's all it was.
Hasn't been a soul near
the house all night.
- Yeah, well, I'm
going down there.
- I'll come with you.
(owl hooting)
(crickets chirping)
(dramatic music)
- You son of a bitch!
Singh was here in my house,
while you had your eyes
closed for a second.
- [Ian] And where were you?
- I could have stayed awake.
- But you didn't.
- What the hell's the
matter with you, Ian?
Singh has got Micah,
and I just hope to God
she's still alive.
- Then you'll just have
to go out there
and get them, won't you?
Look at it this way, Mark.
This isn't just an ordinary
kidnapping, Micah's famous.
- What are you talking about?
- Publicity.
I knew if I could just
get her to come up here
and see what was going on,
she'd make a noise the
whole world would listen to.
Then when I heard what
she had to say about Singh
on the television (laughs)
I knew that was the poacher I
wanted her to see close too.
She'll tell the world what
these bastards are doing.
- You arranged for me
to take Micah.
And you called Singh
and told him
to go to Fred Johnson's knowing
I'd show up there with her.
But how in the hell did you
know the elephants would be out
of the parks?
Oh, you knew the elephants
would be out of the parks
because you drove them out.
- And you played your
part very nicely.
- My part, huh?
- You're insane.
Did you even go to Sekomo today,
Ian?
And what about Watson?
(scoffs) That's just great.
You've got a girl out
there with a fucking madman
and you killed my Watson,
you did!
And it's all for the
fucking cause.
Well, the cause is
not worth that.
- Ah, but it is, you see.
You see, it's not just a
simple manslaughter this time.
It's murder, maybe even
Micah's murder.
Front pages everywhere.
We'll probably save tens
of thousands of animals.
- Don't tell me about
saving animals, Ian.
I've been fighting to
preserve them all my life.
But I will not be involved
in the manipulation
of evidence like this
and the creation of
bullshit incidents.
That's my friend.
You self-righteous bastard.
You have no right to play God.
- All I did was tell a
few harmless lies.
You and Micah and Singh
did all the rest.
And human nature, hatred,
greed and love even.
You can't track him in the dark.
Never mind, he'll wait for you.
I imagine there's nothing
he'd like better than
to get you alone in the wild.
- You son of a bitch.
I'll take care of you
when I get back.
In the meantime, you get
a shovel and bury Watson.
And do a good job, Ian.
Or I'll come back and
break your goddam neck.
- Yes, Mark, yes.
You'll see.
I know I'm right.
(dramatic music)
- All right, let's see
if you can catch me now,
you son of a bitch!
Yeah, the leopard's
ticking on the big man.
Come on, Mr. Hunter!
Let's see if you can hunt!
(dramatic music)
(door thuds)
(engine revving)
(engine puttering)
(birds chirping)
(engine puttering)
(birds squawking)
- I'm right, I know I'm right.
I've gotta be right.
- He's dead.
- I know I'm right, I
know I'm right.
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(water lapping)
- Kind of looks like
somebody's coming.
- Yeah, it's Roger.
- Roger, who's he got with him?
- Roger a man who always
did move fast.
- Mm-hmm, (laughs) Roger,
fast mover.
(engine puttering)
(brakes squeaking)
- Where's the smiling man?
- [White Shirt] He's
gone down to the bush.
- Ah, tell him not shit on
the company's time in future.
- He's taking an
elephant down there.
How's that?
- Yeah, that's good,
that's good man.
Now there's another 100
elephants out there.
It's another 200 tusks.
(men groaning)
(blows thudding)
- [Micah] Stop it, stop it!
(Micah screaming)
- Roger, cool it, cool it,
Roger!
Killing him is crazy, cool it!
- Get up!
(birds squawking)
Put these on!
Now you guys, go and
collect the tusks, eh?
And keep an eye out for
that game warden.
He'll be around here
in a minute.
Yeah, just stay out of his way.
It's not you he's looking for.
I'll meet you at the
river crossing.
- Well be there tonight.
- Yeah, you think I
still got my iron?
- Take him down, man.
- Would you like to see what
the poacher does for a living,
Miss Hill, since you're
so interested, come on.
(dramatic music)
Take her.
Let's see if I've still
got my eye on, eh.
- You have to be the best
in the business.
(gun firing)
(Micah screaming)
Maybe the lady would like
to see what we do next.
- She'd love it.
Hurry up on with those axes
or I'll give you
another kicking.
(dramatic music)
(birds cawing)
You, watch, watch!
(ax thudding)
Watch!
(Micah sobbing)
(birds cawing)
That's good, boys.
Stay cool, it's nearly done.
(axes thudding)
- Why are you doing this to me?
Is it because of what
I said at the airport?
Is that your reason!
- You're just bait, girl.
(birds cawing)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
(monkeys screeching)
- Even an animal eats
what it kills.
You kill for greed,
nothing else.
You're sick with greed, that's
why you killed that man.
(brakes screeching)
- Not always, Miss Hill.
Today I'm going to
kill for revenge
and that might be
sweetest of all.
- You gonna kill me now
or rape me first?
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(brakes screeching)
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
- (sighs) There's no escaping,
girl.
No escaping.
(engine puttering)
(birds cawing)
(somber music)
(door thudding)
(dramatic music)
(vultures squawking)
(engine puttering)
(birds chirping)
(gun clicking)
(gun firing)
- What did you shoot it for!
- Don't be impatient.
I need you alive a
little bit longer.
Get in the Getty,
conservation lady.
(birds chirping)
(engine puttering)
(suspenseful music)
(engine roaring)
(dramatic music)
(metal clanking)
(train chugging)
(dramatic music)
(train whistling)
(gun clicking)
- Where's Roger?
First shot's gonna
smash your kneecaps
and then I'm gonna shoot
every joint in your body.
Where is he?
- I dunno.
- Come on, man.
You met up with him a
while ago back
where you slaughtered that bull
and you're gonna take me to him.
- But I can't do it, man.
I can't do that!
(blow thuds)
(poacher screams)
No do.
- You gotta take me to him!
(blow thuds)
- Ouch!
Okay, okay, okay.
- All right, move.
My vehicle, move!
(engine puttering)
(footsteps tapping)
- Hi, Mrs. Taylor.
- John, where's Ian?
Ian, oh, Ian, I've
been so worried!
Where have you been?
I thought you were stuck
out in the bush with no gun.
I thought something
terrible had happened.
- No, no, no.
- [Jane] You're all right?
- Yes, yes.
- What has happened?
You look a wreck.
- Nothing, nothing really.
- Well, where's Micah.
She has the reception tonight.
Well, there's the painting.
It should be framed.
What's it doing here anyway?
What's going on!
- There's been some trouble.
- [Jane] What?
- It's all part of the plan.
- Ian, what are you
talking about, what plan?
Where is Micah anyway?
- Jane, listen, Micah has
been kidnapped by Roger Singh.
- What!
- There was nothing I could do.
Mark, Mark's gone after him.
- You were there!
You left them?
Why aren't you with Mark?
You're just standing there!
And you John, why aren't
you after them?
- Everything's all right,
everything will work out,
you'll see.
- The hell it will!
I'm going to the police.
You bastard!
(dramatic music)
- [Ian] I didn't mean
to kill her.
It was an accident. (gasping)
(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)
(elephant trumpeting)
(gun firing)
(Micah screaming)
(elephant groaning)
(body thudding)
(Micah groaning)
(somber music)
(engine puttering)
(gentle music)
(Micah moans)
- No!
(Roger laughing)
- Hey.
- Okay, come on lad.
Come on, let's see if
you can really do it.
(Roger laughing)
Okay.
You stay right there.
Stay back or I'll shoot you.
I'll do it.
You're not gonna go on
killing whatever you want.
What are you trying to
prove, big macho man.
We're gonna stand right
here until Mark shows up.
- If you expect me to stay
here til Mark shows up,
Miss Hill, you're gonna
have to do more
than just aim that gun at me.
You're going to have to
pull the trigger.
Go on, shoot me.
Or maybe you'd like to
rape me first.
(birds chirping)
Move over.
You'd better get accustomed
to killing, Miss Hill.
Just to prepare yourself
to see your friend Mark
being blown away.
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(birds squawking)
- Which way?
(water gurgling)
(engine puttering)
(glass clattering)
- You better get the truck over.
I'll take the Land Rover across,
you carry the stuff
over by hand.
Good man, good.
Now you know what you got to do,
men.
(water gurgling)
(brakes squeaking)
Come on, you fuckers,
move that ivory.
- Don't you worry, we
are coming, boss.
- Cross the river to Tanzania.
There's wilderness over there.
It's where we're going,
you, me, your boyfriend.
(engine puttering)
(Micah groaning)
Time to play, eh?
- Yeah, Roger, yes!
(Micah groaning)
(somber music)
(engine puttering)
- All right, move over.
You drive.
- [Poacher] What man, I drive?
- Yeah, now, move.
Come on, let's go.
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(man groaning)
(Micah groaning)
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(guns firing)
(body thudding)
(guns firing)
(engine revving)
(gun firing)
You okay?
All right, wait here.
(gentle music)
(engine revving)
(somber music)
- Come on, bitch.
- It's okay, come on, we're
gonna get you to the doctor.
We'll go after him later.
I just want you out of here.
- Come on, come on, you bastard!
Come and get me, man.
Come on!
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(animals whimpering)
(lion roaring)
(monkeys screeching)
(dramatic music)
Come and get me!
(gun firing)
(buffalo lowing)
(hooves thundering)
(buffalo sniffing)
(engine revving)
- Can't hear him?
By the time you get back to him,
he'll have killed
everything in sight.
- Can you drive?
- All right, all right,
we'll try and cut him off
and I'll circle around on foot.
He won't try and
cross that river.
I want you to rest for
a few minutes.
He can't get far.
(buffalo sniffing)
(quiet music)
Jesus, you've been through hell.
I just can't believe Ian
would do this.
- Ian?
- Yeah, the bastard set you up.
He set me up, he set up
the whole goddam thing.
(buffalo lowing)
Jesus, run like hell!
(dramatic music)
(head banging)
(Mark groaning)
(buffalo moaning)
(hooves thudding)
(gun firing)
(body thudding)
Micah, you okay?
- Yeah, are you all right?
- Yeah.
- I'm glad you killed it.
- I had to, it charged us.
There's nothing more dangerous
than a wounded buffalo.
And you're right about
Singh, we gotta stop him.
All right, you drive slowly,
hang back
and I'll circle around on foot.
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(elephants trumpeting)
(gentle upbeat music)
(dramatic music)
(elephants moaning)
(somber music)
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(elephants trumpeting)
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(elephants trumpeting)
(gun clicking)
(engine revving)
(body thudding)
(somber music)
(Micah crying)
- It's okay.
It's over.
(gentle music)
It's okay now.
It's okay.
Hey, let me show you the
elephants, real up close.
Okay?
Don't be afraid.
Gotta trust me.
(both laughing)
It helps if you smell like one.
Now we both look like a
heap of shit.
(both laughing)
Come on.
(elephants moaning)
(gentle music)
(gun firing)
(gentle upbeat music)