Safari

# We're on safari, beat the drum

# Go on safari to kingdom come

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# I want a ticket to be free

# Give me that pass to liberty

# That's what they're getting That's what they're getting

# That's what they're getting now My boy. #

AFRICAN DRUMS BEAT

# We're on safari, hit that drum

# Go on safari to kingdom come

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# I want a ticket to be free

# Give me that pass to liberty

# That's what they're getting That's what they're getting

# That's what they're getting now My boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, my boy

# Show her, my boy. #

Daddy! Daddy!

Hiya, boy!

Buddy, buddy!

-Did you bring me a present?

-Ah, I completely forgot.

Ah, you always say that, but you never do.

Ah, I know...

BOTH: An apple a day keeps the doctor away.

HE LAUGHS

-Jerusalem?

-Bwana?

-Shove off!

-Jerusalem? Shove off!

THEY LAUGH OK, little brother!

This is my son, Kenny. Mr George Chasen, Mr Evans.

Hello, sir. How do you do, sir?

I wonder who this tank is for?

Tank?!

Does it fire?

Of course it does!

ENGINE STARTS

Daddy!

-Will you take me with you?

-When you grow up.

I grew two whole inches last year.

But you haven't grown enough!

-Jeroge.

-Yes, Bwana.

Be sure and take care of the little whip here. And his Aunty May.

-Bye, Kenny.

-Bye!

THEY SHOUT IN SWAHILI

Bye!

Bye!

Golly!

ELEPHANT GROWLS

ELEPHANT TRUMPETS

ELEPHANT TRUMPETS

ELEPHANT TRUMPETS

(You have first go.)

HORN BEEPS

-It's a DC's car. He's way off his beat.

-What does that mean?

It can only mean one thing. Trouble.

They are waiting, Bwana, waiting.

Calling Roy Shaw. Come in, Roy. This is Duffield.

The DC told me to call you. What's the problem?

Hello, Ken.

There's big trouble near Rumaruti.

White settler killed. They've never struck in that area before.

It's getting near your house and I thought you ought to know.

-Come along, Kenny. Time for bed.

-Oh, no, Aunt May. Five more minutes.

You heard.

Batten the window catches, Jeroge.

Wambui, you bolt the door.

HE SCREAMS

Mau Mau!

Kenny, get out the back and hide.

-No, no...

-Get out and hide!

GUNSHOTS

GUNSHOT, HE SCREAMS

GUNSHOT

GUNSHOTS

Kenny, I'm going round the back. Get some ammunition, Jeroge. Don't stand there!

GUNSHOT

Fire right back, Kenny!

GUNSHOTS

Open the other box!

GUNSHOTS

-I'm going round the back, Bwana!

-Right.

GUNSHOTS

Jeroge! No!

HE SPEAKS SWAHILI

I wouldn't go inside if I were you.

Ken, one of your own men was responsible for this.

-A houseboy. Jeroge.

-Jeroge?

We got it out of this wounded man down here, Ken.

Jeroge was one of their generals.

Jeroge?!

Ken, we'll clear up here. You go back to Nairobi.

And don't get any wrong ideas. Finding Jeroge is our job.

It was your job last night.

We'll get Jeroge, Ken. You've my word for it.

Where's my key?

-One of my boys will drive you back to Nairobi, Ken. Inspector?

-Sir!

You mustn't go taking the law into your own hands.

I'm afraid you can't come back into the district until you have Jeroge under lock and key.

Inspector,

we better arrange to have his hunter's licence revoked.

That'll keep him in Nairobi until further notice.

That's the plane, all right. We still have time for another drink.

Good, I'll need it. I'm not looking forward to this much.

It's not your fault Duffield isn't available.

Sir Vincent must realise that.

I'm afraid Sir Vincent will only realise one thing -

I was sent here in advance to get him what he wanted, and I've lost his white hunter.

-Ah, Brian.

-Hello, Vincent. Hi, Linda.

-Hello, Brian.

This is Roy Shaw, of the African Hunters.

-Nice of you to meet us. My fiancee, Miss Latham.

-How do you do?

Come on, the boys will take care of the customs.

-Did you have a nice trip?

-I guess so - no clouds, no bumps, no sleep.

No comment, I told you I'm on holiday. By the way,

isn't it usual for my hunter to come and meet me?

Where's Duffield?

I'm afraid Duffield's out of the game for a bit. I've got another man for you.

Oh, what's this?

Brian, I thought you cabled me Duffield was contracted?

Well, it's not his fault and, anyway, the substitute is just as good.

I don't accept substitutes.

-The fact is, Vincent...

-The facts are perfectly plain, Brian.

You have, in common parlance, mucked things up again.

I'm getting a little tired of you as a lame dog.

The time rapidly approaches when I'll have to throw you to the wolves.

Oh, don't be so rough on Brian, Vincent.

I'm sure the other hunter is just as good.

Nobody is just as good, Linda.

When I choose a hunter, or a wife.

You should realise that.

You say the nicest and the nastiest things, Vincent.

I get so confused.

No, we don't want to hang about here. Brian...

find Duffield and bring him to the hotel at eight o'clock this evening.

See you later.

I told you before, I'm not interested.

I've got some unfinished business to take care of.

Ken, leave it alone.

You can't spend your whole life chasing after Jeroge.

It's more than a one-man job.

You're wasting your time, Roy.

I've made my last safari.

I was out in the bush looking after your client

when I should have been back home, looking after my kid.

Ken. Ken!

Your gun bearer's outside, says he's got a message.

-What did you find out?

-Jeroge in country near Isiolo, Bwana.

How do you know this?

My own brother saw him. He say plenty police hunt Jeroge all the time.

You get Jerusalem and O'Keefe.

Tell them to be ready, we're going to leave any time.

-But, Bwana...

-What's the matter with you? I thought you hated the Mau Mau?!

Kakora not scared, Bwana.

But district commissioner won't let Bwana into Isiolo.

You get the boys, I'll take care of the commissioner.

Yes, Bwana.

300 rounds at 3.75, that should be sufficient...

That'll do to get on with.

We can always send you out some more if you need it.

I'll call you up on the shortwave if I need it.

I want to go north with you tomorrow and use the ferry.

Don't be funny. You know that country's out of bounds to you.

I also know the police won't search your lorry.

You could have me and my boys in the tarp at the back.

I mustn't get...

You can't get Charley mixed up in this - he has a wife and kids.

I had a family once, remember?

If it'd help, it'd be different, but it won't.

Leave it to the police, Ken.

All you'll do is get yourself killed.

You'd be satisfied at that if you killed Jeroge at the same time.

There's Roy Shaw.

-Sir Vincent. Good evening.

-ALL: Hello.

As Duffield didn't come to the hotel, I thought I'd come and look for him.

-Is he here?

-He's at the bar.

Ken, Ken - Sir Vincent Brampton.

Ken Duffield.

-How are you? My fiancee, Miss Latham.

-Hello.

-Hello.

-Sinden.

-Glad to meet you.

-Well, excuse me.

-Duffield, you can spare a minute.

After all, I've travelled 4,000 miles for this safari.

Everyone in Kenya's travelled 4,000 miles - the only way to get here.

Some people had to travel ten.

Ah, Miss Latham's a fellow countrywoman of yours.

-Yes, I figured that out myself.

-What do you drink, Sir Vincent?

Oh, no... Brian, you get the drinks. Let's sit down.

-What will you have, Mr Duffield?

-Nothing, thanks.

-Duffield...?

I came down here after a lion.

You got the wrong boy.

-I'm out of circulation. Roy should have told you.

-That, he did. But I need you.

All you need's a licence. That'll cost you ten quid.

But I'm after a particular lion - Hatari.

Where did you hear about him?

Everywhere I've hunted, I've heard about Hatari.

You know you're taking on a champ? Even his name, Hatari, means danger.

He's the most vicious killer in this jungle.

That's enough for me, I'm going home.

-You staying, Vincent?

-Yes.

-Cos I want him.

-You think that's all it takes, eh?

Didn't you know? When Vincent wants anything, he always gets it.

That's right, Brian.

-Do you know where to find this lion?

-Yes.

Trouble is, she was last seen in Mau Mau country.

-In Isiolo.

-I'm not interested in local problems. I'm ready to go, Mr Duffield. Are you?

I'm ready.

There's one minor problem - the licence.

-I've got one.

-I haven't. It's been revoked.

Of course, if anyone had any influence of any kind...

Brian, go to the governor and tell him I accept full responsibility for Mr Duffield,

and the safari will be in my charge and he will answer to me.

You can check rifles and equipment in the morning.

We'll leave at dawn the following day.

I'll check the rifles and equipment tonight.

We'll leave tomorrow.

Good night, gentlemen.

-Good night.

-Good night.

Roy... I want to tell you something.

If I may make so bold, who will be late at home?

So my bush baby's made another friend?

-I'm not so sure!

-Did he bite you?

I'd like you to meet your gun bearers - Kakora, O'Keefe,

-and Jackson, the tent boy.

-Hello.

-Hey, what are you doing there?

-Bwana Duffield tell me, "Take rubber dinghy."

Oh, all right, then.

And this villain is Jerusalem.

Camp cook and head boy.

When he grows up, he'll be a bandleader.

-Glad to have you know me, ma'am.

-Hello, Jerusalem.

Do you like music?

-Mm, not too loud.

-Oh, I make it good and loud.

Real bebop. I'm some cat!

By Jupiter!

-HE PLAYS TRUMPET

-Jerusalem...

Come on, Jerusalem.

-Tribe?

-Luo.

-Date of birth?

19... 1940, maybe.

Number of wives, four.

Now, five, Bwana. I've been in Nairobi two days.

You'll be smoking next(!)

200 shillings a month and a shilling a day pasha money when travelling.

Make a mark there, please.

Bwana, Jerusalem can write.

Next, please.

Tribe?

Kikuyu. Kakora knows me.

-He's my friend.

-He's a good man, Bwana.

I know him a long time.

Sorry, only take men we know. Move on.

-Why so fussy?

-Mau Mau's a disease. They come in all sizes,

from 8 to 80.

Kakora - tribe, Akamba.

One of these days, I'll put a mousetrap in my pocket.

HE LAUGHS

Bwana, this time, you take me.

I just hear you go out to safari again. Try me out, hey, Bwana?

I said, "Come back in ten years."

Come along when you're bigger.

Last year, you said pretty soon I'll be big boy.

But you're not big enough. Next year, maybe.

You really want to go, don't you?

Oh, yes, very bad. Me follow Bwana any place.

I'll fix it.

-Mr Duffield?

-Yes.

Couldn't we take little... uh...what's-his-name with us?

We don't need him.

What's the matter with you? Don't you like kids?

Please, Bwana, please! Oh, please, Bwana.

Odongo... Hop in the truck!

HE LAUGHS

Thank you.

Thanks, Ken. I'd have lost that contract if you hadn't...

Save it, Roy. You know the only reason I took this job.

Oh, forget Jeroge, can't you?!

Could YOU?

All set.

Ready and waiting. What sort of animals do we shoot with this?

You can never tell what kind of animals you might run into.

Cart them up, boys.

Goodbye, Sir Vincent, and good luck.

# We're on safari, blow that horn

# And keep alert from dusk till dawn

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Through the bush, across the plain

# We'll soon be there and back again

# I'd like a friend on

# I'd like a friend on

# I'd like a friend on safari

# I saw a lion three mile long

# He rolled his eyes when I tried to run

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Three-mile lion after me

# But I rode home on a chimpanzee

# That big giraffe-ah

# He had to laugh-ah

# They're like a friend on safari

# We met a pretty, gay gazelle

# Who said her name was Lulu Belle

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Lulu Belle, she said, said she

# I want a trip to Gay Paris

# In an ostrich feather for sunny weather

# They're like a friend on safari

# We saw a big, grey crocodile

# Who met us with a juicy smile

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# A starving hippopotamus

# Said he couldn't stand the fuss

# The elephant, he finds it handy

# To take his trunk on safari... #

What are they?

Flamingos.

You're not going to shoot them?!

-You watch them!

-GUNSHOT

# Go blow that horn, we're on safari

# Blow it loud, never mind the key

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# If you're not awake, my friend

# Then it will soon be journey's end.

# They're like a friend on They're like a friend on

# They're like a friend on safari

# Show her, show her, show her my boy

# Show her, show her, show her my boy, show her, my boy

# Show her, my boy. #

What brought you out here, Mr Duffield, an American in Kenya?

World War II, leftover.

In other words, "mind your own business."

I suppose it was a woman.

Ah, welcome to Africa - famed for its warm hospitality and healthy climate(!)

I don't think the climate's too healthy. Not now, anyway.

Oh, I have nothing to worry about.

In addition to you and Vincent, I have a BWH to look after me.

Big White Hunter.

Yeah, I almost figured it out myself.

Were you born friendly(?)

Or do we all get like you after a while out here?

You can never tell.

They say that Africa does strange things to people.

GUNSHOTS

Mau Mau?

Yes, gang of 30 up there.

THEY SPEAK SWAHILI

Ken, you know you're not allowed up here without your hunter's licence.

I got my licence back.

The man over there can vouch for me. He's got my papers.

I know you.

You used to work on my farm at harvest time.

You're a friend of Jeroge's.

Duffield. Duffield!

-You knew that was the Mau Mau we heard.

-That's right.

And you deliberately drove into it, endangering the lives of all of us.

Vincent, after what the inspector just told us, I wish...

Linda, I'll handle this.

I'm sorry about your misfortunes

but I can't concern myself with your personal feuds.

I appreciate your sympathy, Brampton.

But I haven't finished.

I engaged you as a hunter, nothing more.

When you've finished the job you can chase Jeroge or anything you like.

But until then, your one concern is to lead me to Hatari, is that clear?

-Very clear.

-Because if it isn't clear and acceptable

you can leave for Nairobi with this officer now.

Come on, Ken. Why don't you give it up?

Give it up? You must be crazy.

Sir Vincent, from now on in, you got yourself a hired hand.

Let's go.

WHISTLE BLOWS IN RHYTHM

-Jambo, Chief.

-Jambo, Bwana.

Duffield? What goes on here?

Ceremonial dance. One of the villagers was killed last night.

-The villager was killed by a lion.

-What lion? Hatari?

I don't know whether it was Hatari or not.

But it was a big lion. A man-eater!

TRUMPET PLAYS

TRUMPET RESUMES

Jerusalem!

-Yes, Bwana?

-You want me to lose all my clients?

-Oh, no, Bwana!

-Better stop playing that horn!

Akora.

-Go tell the Masai chief I want to see him. He hates the Mau Mau as much as we do.

-Yes, Bwana.

GUNSHOT RINGS OUT

-What's happening?!

-I've just had a snake shot from over my head.

Snake! Ooh!

If you have to sleep in the afternoon it might be safer to do it inside your tent.

Duffield? It's your job, isn't it, to take care of your clients?

You know as well as I do you couldn't catch a cold from that snake.

-Ma'am Sharp, want something, please?

-Oh, Odongo, you take very good care of me.

Bwana say, "I don't look after white ladies, it hurt my ears!"

Oh, did he? Well, that was nice of him.

Oh, yes! Bwana say all white ladies little silly in the head.

Oh, did he?

Well, maybe some of them. Go on. BOY LAUGHS

Can write my name, too. And sing God Save The Queen. You want to hear?

Not right now. Where do you learn all these things?

-At school.

-Did they teach that there, too?

Oh, yes! Good people.

-Here, you go wash your tongue with soap.

-Me?!

-Yeah, you!

Don't they supply soap in this hotel?

-Huh?

-Did you hear me properly, Mr Big White Hunter?

-Thanks!

-You know what? Give me your hand.

THE BOY LAUGHS

-Here, wash your ears!

-Me?!

-Yeah, you!

THE BOY LAUGHS AGAIN

That scar above your... On your back...

Who did that?

A lioness?

Yes.

Whatever happened to her?

She's dead.

Ooh.

Well, that washes up THAT topic of conversation.

My ears is clean now, Bwana.

-Back to camp. Clean pants, clean shirt.

-All right, Bwana, all right!

Big White Hunter,

here's your soap.

-Don't you want it?

-Just drop it.

-Hm, you're just full of conversation, aren't you?

-I'm not paid for conversation.

Look, why don't you take that chip off your shoulder?

I came here to apologise.

I'll remember that "don't you like kids?" crack till the day I die.

-It was a terrible thing to say.

-There was no way for you to know.

I should've known. No man hates another man as you hate Jeroge without a reason.

You don't like us, do you?

I'm not paid to like you.

If it wasn't for the money, you wouldn't be here?

Let's put it this way...

I'm not here because of your beautiful blue eyes.

Look, I'm not making a pass at you.

Though I can see how you might think so.

Ex-chorus girl engaged to rich man meets big white hunter! How could you miss?!

But as hard as it may be for you to believe, I like Vincent.

And I enjoy being the future Lady Brampton.

Who are you kidding?

Outside of money, what's he got?

The best of everything.

The finest jade, beautiful tapestries,

and a wonderful collection of paintings.

Has he told you which wall he's going to hang you on yet?

Linda. It's time you came back and dressed for dinner.

It's nice of Duffield to look after Linda like that, isn't it?

SLOW JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

You wanted me, Bwana?

-We just wanted to say what a very good dinner it was.

-Good, good!

-It was lovely.

-It was cool...

-Thank you.

-In fact it was real good!

-You think so?

Bwana! Maybe you think dinner so good, you give permission for a small practice?

-A few hot licks? Yeah?

-HE LAUGHS

Maybe tomorrow...while we're far away from camp!

Exactly, Bwana! Thank you!

HYENA CALLS

HE LAUGHS

You got to get used to the hyenas in the jungle.

-I did, years ago.

-That's all over.

By the way, I don't think I told you, Linda,

-how pretty you look in that dress.

-Thank you.

Even if it is a little out of place here.

I think I catch on. My first safari, you know.

Bwana? Boss-boss, nine o'clock.

He means they're calling me on the air. See you later.

HE TAPS OUT A CODE

-Can I come in and sit down?

-There's only the bed.

Look, Junior, I didn't say "lie down".

Calling Nairobi? Hello, Nairobi?

Calling Roy. Come in, Roy, this is Ken Duffield.

'Hello, Ken. Hello, Ken.

'Now, this is important. Make sure you're on your own.

'Make sure there's no-one listening.

'Over.'

-OK, Roy, shoot.

-'Hello, Ken. There's been a round-up of Mau Mau in Nairobi today.

'Hundreds of them have been questioned and they've found out something.

'One of your safari boys has taken the Mau Mau oath, over.'

That's impossible, Roy. These boys have been with me for years.

'Hello, Ken. We don't know which it is, so don't trust anyone.

'Be on your guard. Out.'

How will you find out who it is?

It's extremely important that no-one else hears about this. Do you understand?

I understand.

SHE SCREAMS Mau Mau! Do something! Argh!

Stop screaming. You might frighten them.

-Jambo!

-Jambo, Bwana.

-Relax and rewind. They're our friends, can't you see?

-Who are they?

-They're Masai.

First time I was ever frightened out of a full bottle!

-See that everyone sleeps with their rifles tonight, you understand?

-Yes, Bwana.

More Mau Mau scares? You know as well as I do they're not interested in strangers.

It's only setters they attack.

Maybe so...

But you're going to get a rifle just the same.

I suggest you sleep with them under your mattress.

If you lose them, it's £250 fine, plus six months in jail.

And that goes for little girls, too.

Don't worry about me. I'll just throw my bottle.

What did you find out?

Chief says Jeroge came near here three nights back.

Police had a big fight, took plenty of prisoners, but not Jeroge, Bwana.

-Jeroge get away.

-Where is he?

No-one knows but he cannot be very far.

Jeroge won't get away from me this time.

Have the Chief in our trackers right away to look for him.

But how will you explain to the others why we stay here?

Bwana Vincent is in a big hurry to move on and find Hatari.

Tell the Chief to put on a lion-hunt tomorrow morning. That should keep him quiet for a day.

-Kakora?

-What?

One of our boys is a Mau Mau. Do you know who it is?

-I thought I could trust every one of them.

-You can trust me, Bwana.

-I know that.

Thank you, Bwana. I'll keep my eyes open.

DRUMS BEAT

DRUMS CONTINUE THEIR RHYTHM

We're saved. It's remarkable. Nothing but spears.

Part of a ritual.

Till a Masai's killed a lion that way, he hasn't proved he's a man.

I can think of better ways.

-Go and see if the Chief has found out anything.

-Yes, Bwana.

LIONESS GROWLS

DRUM BEATS SPEED UP

-CALLING AND WHOOPING FROM THE TRIBE

-Let's go.

-Why now?

-Show's over.

Bwana?

-What did you find out?

-Masai Chief say he find out Jeroge now hiding on Makoma Rock.

-It's about an hour from here.

-Yes, Bwana.

If we leave now we can get back before they miss us.

RUSTLING FROM THE TREES

Bwana, fresh tracks.

He's probably in those rocks up there.

-Keep behind me.

-Yes, Bwana.

WHISTLING

WHISTLING

THEY SPEAK IN SWAHILI

THEY SPEAK IN SWAHILI

EXCITED EXCHANGES IN SWAHILI

HE SHOUTS IN SWAHILI

(Wait! Don't fire!)

Get him!

GUNSHOT

GUNFIRE

You get back to camp.

He got away this time.

I'll get that filthy scum if it's the last thing I ever do.

Duffield. Duffield!

-Where have you been?

-I was looking for Hatari.

I don't believe you.

This is your last safari, Duffield. A hunter that leaves his camp unprotected from Mau Mau men?!

Unprotected? You were here, weren't you?

Besides, I thought you weren't concerned with local problems.

I'm concerned with you doing what I tell you, you're under my orders.

Stop your squawking. You want Hatari, that's what you'll get.

-Ken, Mr Duffield.

-Yeah?

Could I speak to you for a moment?

-What's your beef?

-I'm frightfully sorry, but...

-Well, go on.

-I've lost my rifle.

-You what?

-I left it on my bed.

This country sweats its guts out to keep arms from the Mau Mau,

you give it to them on a platter.

You miserable incompetent. Why didn't you tell me?

I don't mind you making a fool of yourself,

that's your function in life, but now you're making a fool of me.

Get back into your tent and stay there,

I'm sick to death of the sight of you.

Why don't you kick his teeth down his throat?

It's not as simple as that. Vincent's a killer.

Oh, no, nothing violent.

He's much more subtle than that.

He finds out your weaknesses, and he plays on them.

-You got any weaknesses, Duffield?

-I'm loaded with them.

Not gambling, I hope.

Vincent loves gamblers.

He loves to help them. Help them dig a hole for themselves,

and then when they're in so deep, there's no way out.

No honest way, that is.

He saves them.

On certain conditions.

-Anyway, I am sorry about that rifle.

-Forget it.

Probably one of my own boys took it.

-Good night.

-BIRD CALLS

Why don't you have one for the road?

You'd never get a job with the Dodgers.

-Bwana want anything?

-No, thanks.

-Say, Odongo, did you fix this for me?

-No, Msichana,

she fixed it. She think maybe Bwana be hungry.

That was very nice of her, wasn't it?

Bwana treat Msichana very bad.

-She fix nice drink, for Bwana.

-I get it.

-Bwana stick big foot in big mouth.

-That's right, big chump.

You, fresh kid!

THEY LAUGH

Can I have another one? The one you threw me is a bit muddy.

OK. You'll have to help yourself, though, I wasn't expecting company.

Did you get him?

No. He got away.

I'm sorry.

Did you ever play football?

No.

I thought that.

Your book.

Good night.

Good night.

Bwana, I can't find Jackson in camp. He must have stolen the rifle.

-He must be the Mau Mau.

-First it's a Siroke, now it's Jackson.

All right, tell everyone to sleep with their clothes on.

Yes, Bwana.

-Lamps out.

-What is it?

Bwana says everybody better get dressed.

Well, why? What's the trouble?

No trouble, but Bwana wants everybody keep eyes open.

All right, Kakora, thank you.

-Jackson?

-He came back. I tried to hold him, but he got away.

I hurt him real bad, Bwana. I'm sorry.

-What the devil was that?

-Jackson's escaped, he's a Mau Mau.

We've got to go after him.

-What is it?

-I don't know.

-Wasima, wasima!

Look, you and Odongo stay here in camp, take care of Miss Linda.

RADIO: 'Tomorrow's weather will be fine.'

'Good hunting, everybody, and good night.'

BIRD SQUAWKS

SHE SCREAMS

Golly, by golly!

Does it hurt?

HE GROANS

Msichana.

Don't worry, don't worry, you'll be all right.

-Linda.

-Linda, are you all right?

It's a great time to start worrying about me.

You can't blame me if Duffield has Mau Mau...

-Vincent, this is no time to...

-Why don't you shut up.

Can't you see she's hysterical!

Thought you'd gone off with the others.

No, Ken and Vincent agreed that I should stay here

and act as camp policeman.

Oh. Well, at least they're on the same side for once.

Well, I think for rather different reasons.

Sir Vincent wanted me to keep an eye on you.

Exactly what did you mean by THAT crack?

I think it's all this subversive talk

about the things Africa does to people.

Perhaps Vincent's worried

that you're beginning to see things straight for the first time.

-I know

-I

-am.

Have you ever tried saying what you mean without using double-talk?

All right.

Linda, you're a nice person. Very nice.

You ought to stay that way.

But you won't unless you get away from Vincent, and now.

Brian, I want to marry Vincent. Let's leave it like that.

All right.

-Now, why don't you go get me another drink?

-Oh, Linda!

-Why not? You said I could handle my liquor well.

-All right.

You're wasting your time putting out bait for Hatari.

-Only scavengers eat dead meat.

-Bwana, come quick!

Look!

That's a big lion.

-Big enough to be Hatari?

-Let's go see.

Memsahib! Memsahib!

Well, Odongo, what have you got to be so excited about?

-I catch big fish for Memsahib!

-Really? Let me see.

Come here, I'll help you. Mm, let me look.

How nice, I think I'll try my hand at this.

Bwana say no go on the river, please! No, no, no, Memsahib!

Memsahib! Memsahib!

Memsahib! No, no, Memsahib! Memsahib! Memsahib!

Memsahib!

Bwana! Bwana! Bwana! Bwana!

-Memsahib go. Go fishing in the river.

-Gone fishing?!

Linda! Linda, come back, you fool! Come back!

ELEPHANTS TRUMPET

LION ROARS

You haven't got a prayer at this distance.

I ought to know, I make these things.

That's what the telescopic sight's for.

I know, but if you miss, I've got to go in that bush and get him.

Don't worry, Duffield, I've come a long way for that lion.

I won't miss.

You brute!

-Oh, I'm sorry, Duffield.

-That's great...

loverboy(!)

LION ROARS

LION ROARS

Ken! Ken!

-It's Linda. She's drifting down the river in the dinghy alone.

-What?!

My wounded lion's in there, Linda can take care of herself.

ELEPHANTS TRUMPET

Help!

Oh, hurry up!

Help!

SHE SCREAMS

Was that the big white hunter?

Haven't you been in enough water for the last couple of days?

This is a bath.

You sent for me?

Yeah.

Two things...

I wanted to thank you for today.

It's part of my job.

And I wanted to ask you...

could we go back?

Brampton gives the orders around here, you know that.

It's him I'm worried about.

This mania about killing a lion.

-Maybe it's because he's sick?

-He's always been sick.

Only, out here you can see it much plainer.

Look, all I wanted to know was whether we could go back.

Go back to what?

Morning. What are you going to do?

I suppose you have to go after that lion again?

I have to - it's wounded.

What would happen if a hunter didn't follow up a wounded animal?

He'd lose his licence.

Are you feeling all right?

I'm perfectly all right. These are just a precaution.

You sure you don't want to go back?

I'll say when I want to go back.

OK, it's your funeral.

I have a feeling that you're not going to shoot that lion after all.

Where are you talking about?

Well, you heard what Ken said, didn't you?

Now it's wounded, it's HIS job.

-He said that, did he?

-Yes.

Did he?

-Kakora?

-Yes, Bwana.

-Tell Duffield I'm ready to go.

-Yes, Bwana.

OK, let's go!

Haven't you messed things up enough already?

I can take care of the kill.

No, Duffield. I'LL take care of the kill.

LION ROARS

Bwana, Bwana!

SHRIEKING

RHINO SHRIEKS

GUN FIRES

SPEAKS SWAHILI

MUSIC: "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot"

Nuffield, tell him to stop that blasted trumpeting!

Sorry, but I want my men to forget what happened to Kakora.

Any objections?

No, give the boy's family whatever you think's right.

It's more than you've got or ever will have.

It was my fault that Kakora was killed.

It wasn't because my magazine was empty.

I knew from the first day I met you all, you'd be nothing but trouble.

I've had all I'm going to take.

You're leaving tomorrow morning for Nairobi. Got that?

Listen, Duffield. I've had enough of your insubordination.

This safari ends when I've finished off Hatari and not before.

But tomorrow morning at daybreak you're heading south to Nairobi,

-non-stop.

-And how about you, our big white hunter?

Risking our neck so he can get his own revenge. What's he going to do?

I'm going to stay here and clean up the mess your loverboy left behind.

CALLS IN SWAHILI

Oh, it's you, Bwana.

How do you like my new hat?

Who sent you that? Hopper?

HE LAUGHS

Shh. Keep your eyes open.

OK, Bwana.

One for the road, Duffield?

Why don't you get some sleep?

Not yet. Not plastered enough.

Such stuff as dreams are made on.

Try a dream, Duffield - no extra charge.

No, thanks.

Good for you, Mr BWH.

I loathe people who don't know when they've had enough.

Hate to see me do this, don't you? Why?

Not your problem.

But I asked you.

Well, from where I stand, it don't exactly help the picture.

Funny.

From where I drink, it's always made the picture look much better.

Ken?

Sit down. Please.

This is the last time we'll ever see each other, alone.

I wanted you to know something.

This is the last drink I'll ever take.

I need it now so that I can blame it for what I'm going to say.

I love you, Ken.

I always will.

No need for you to say anything because this is all there is to it.

I've said it. I feel great for it.

I hope some day you'll get that hate out of your heart.

So you can say it to someone.

You need some sleep.

Bwana, Bwana!

Boss-boss!

Calling Roy Shaw. Come in, Roy. This is Duffield.

District Commissioner's orders - you've got to move camp.

200 Mau Mau broke jail this afternoon,

20 miles south of you at Isiolo.

And they're heading towards your area,

'probably to join up with Jeroge.

'Now, Ken, I know how you feel about Jeroge

'and why you're staying in that area.

'But my feeling is you should move north as soon as you can.'

-Hey!

-Bwana?

-Load the trucks, we're leaving right away.

OK, Bwana. Come on, trucks!

I say, Ken, what's happened?

I thought you said we weren't leaving until tomorrow morning?

I changed my mind. We're leaving now.

-Get your gear ready.

-But why?

I'm not leaving here till we finish off Hatari.

Look, there's 200 Mau Mau riders somewhere on the loose.

I'm taking the safari out of here. If you want to stay, stay.

Odongo! Odongo!

You, there! Unload that truck!

I say when this safari leaves, not Duffield!

Sorry, Bwana. Can't do it.

Why aren't you dressed?

Why has everything changed? Why are we heading north?

200 reasons, all of them are Mau Mau.

But the Mau Mau and Jeroge are what you're after,

and you're giving it all up. Why?

Because of my favourite football player. Now, get dressed.

I won't be five minutes.

-Bwana, come quick!

-What's your problem?

Look! Look!

-Unpack my big expresser, 900 grain bullets.

-Yes, Bwana.

-Patches and ropes!

-Vincent gone?

Stupid fool's out in the jungle in the middle of the night.

He must be raving! Shall I come with you?

You stay here and keep your rifle in your hand.

Don't leave, no matter what happens.

Thanks.

If you want to stay alive, keep behind me.

LION ROARS

GUN FIRES

Brampton! Brampton!

Stay where you are, Duffield. >

Stay where you are or I'll shoot.

Take cover. He's crazy with fever.

Don't be a fool, Brampton.

Stay where you are, I say! The lion's mine.

GUN FIRES

Now do you believe that I mean what I say?

Nobody wants to stop you from killing that lion.

I only want to stop you from getting yourself killed.

Look.

GUN FIRES

Don't move, Brampton.

Do what I tell you.

What do you think you're trying now?

Brampton, there's a lion over your head

He's less than 20 feet away.

You can't fool me with that old trick!

When I give you the word,

turn and fire.

SHOOT!

GUN FIRES

GUN FIRES

Did I get him?

Did I get Hatari?

You got him.

Jerusalem!

-Bwana?

-Stretcher!

OK, stretcher!

-I hope that's enough morphine to keep him out.

-Will he live?

It all depends on how fast we get there. That means going south.

-You understand what that means, don't you?

-I understand.

If there's no other way but to go through Mau Mau country,

hadn't we better stay here?

Sorry, old man. But we've got to take that chance.

Jerusalem, let's go! HE AGREES IN SWAHILI

-What is it?

-I don't know.

Looks like the police.

We've been looking for Mau Mau.

Can you take us to the police station, please?

Hop in. Tell the others to get the truck.

GUNSHOT

GUNSHOT

HE SHOUTS IN SWAHILI

GUN FIRES

Hurry, Jerusalem! Bring that ammunition. Reload this.

Keep your heads down!

Fire!

-What are they waiting for, Captain?

-Doctors.

-That won't be long.

-How many casualties?

One boy killed, two very badly hurt, one askari dead.

Well, it could have been worse.

What about Nairobi, Ken? The radio?

Closed circuit. They don't open that unit until nine o'clock tonight.

-We'll tell them we're here, if we're still here.

-Bwana?

THEY SPEAK SWAHILI

He's trying to get through for help.

GUNSHOT

HE SCREAMS

Where's Odongo?

-Isn't he with Jerusalem?

-I haven't seen him anywhere.

-Jerusalem?

-Could that kid be a Mau Mau after all?

Of course not. Not possibly.

You don't think so? I bet he thought the same about Jeroge.

Jerusalem! Get that tyre fixed!

I could probably get you all out of here on the truck

before they close in.

Brian, you drive. Jerusalem and O'Keefe will be with you.

-Where will you be?

-When you get in, you send help back.

-That's your best idea?

-That's it.

-You'll have to do better.

Because if it's the end of the road...

so it's the end of the road.

Bwana, Bwana! Bwana!

HORN BEEPS

Bwana, Bwana!

HE SPEAKS SWAHILI

WHISTLES BLOW

HE SPEAKS SWAHILI

Don't waste any ammunition.

How is he?

-Get me out!

-Vincent, lie down.

-Get me out, did you hear?

Don't worry, I'll get you out of here.

If you don't get me out, I'm finished!

They're coming!

Get the car started, Brian.

GUNSHOT

-Ken!

-No, I'm not going!

Ken, I'm not going! Ken!

GUNFIRE

SHE SCREAMS

GUNFIRE

That was close! There's one more chance, that truck up there.

-No, Ken, I won't go!

-Go ahead, Linda, don't argue!

-No, Ken!

-GUNFIRE

GUNFIRE

Get back!

THEY SHOUT IN SWAHILI

Bwana! Bwana!

Well! And where have you been?

I thought we lost you.

Bwana no lose Odongo.

Odongo save Bwana's life, like on every safari.

What about me? I thought you were going to always take care of me.

Bwana, he look after Memsahib. Bwana no more big champ.

HE LAUGHS

# We're on safari, beat the drum

# Go on safari to kingdom come

# Show her, show her, show her, my boy

# Show her, show her, show her, my boy

# If you're not awake, my friend

# Then it'll soon be journey's end. #

# Nataka kwenda, nataka kwenda

# Nataka kwenda safari

# Nataka kwenda, nataka kwenda

# Nataka kwenda safari

# Show her, my boy

# Show her, my boy. #