Blood Diamond Page #5

three months' salary...

...for an engagement ring.

Now, technically speaking,

they're not financing the war...

...but creating a situation

where it pays to keep it going.

- You understand?

- Yes. And where's my proof?

Names, dates and numbered accounts.

You publish one word of this story

before I give them the stone...

...and I'm dead, huh?

After I give it to them,

then... I leave this continent forever.

If you don't come out

with the diamond?

Then write whatever you want.

I'm already dead.

Now, remember. All you say is,

"I am the cameraman," all right?

Listen, I cannot do this.

- Why not?

- Because I am not a journalist.

- Of course you're not.

- Well, then how can I say I am?

Because you do. Because that's how

you get your son back, all right?

Now get on the bus. Go.

I am the cameraman.

You are writing about

what is happening here?

Yes.

So when people in your country read it,

they will come help us, yes?

Probably not.

- You heard of a Stinger?

- What?

Your friend, Maddy. She's like a full-on,

heat-seeking missile, bru.

I mean, I saw her go into Afghanistan...

...like about 200 clicks

into Taliban land.

When the military said no,

she just took a bus, bru.

Came back with 3000 words,

and she still looked so good.

- Like hot, you know?

- All right.

Calm down to the frantic now, huh?

- What's that?

- What's going on?

Looks like it was an RPG.

Open the door. Let us out.

- Let's go, let's go.

- Come on. Go, go, go.

Go, go! Move, move, move!

We've just happened upon

the sight of an ambush...

...fifteen kilometers

from the Liberian border...

- ...near the Moa River...

- As you can see behind me...

...just a few minutes ago...

- ...an ambulance has...

- Got movement in the bush.

- Check out the head of the road.

- Spread out.

--at this site.

Dozens of--

Many are injured.

Get back on the bus, huh?

Get back on! Come on!

- Maddy!

- Move it! Move it!

Get back on the bus!

Solomon! Solomon!

- Let's go.

- Solomon, come here!

- Go, go, go.

- Come on, come on.

- Get in the bus!

- Move, move, move! Come on, come on.

- Move!

- Get in the bus. Let's go.

Get in, get in.

Goddamn it, get in! Get in!

- Let me inside!

- There's no f***ing space!

- Let them on the bus.

- You give him your seat.

What if we just take your place, huh?

What if we take your place?

That's enough. He can ride with me.

Oi, he can ride with me.

Maddy! Let's go!

Maddy, let's go. Come on!

Nothing like a little bang-bang

to get the heart started, Maddy.

- Whatever you say, Corbauld.

- Come on, love. Don't be like that.

Story's played out, hasn't it?

Government bad, rebels worse.

No one gives a toss anymore.

Know what I mean?

This medicine will make you strong...

...make you invisible to your enemies.

Bullets will bounce off you.

Superboy Killer, yes, huh?

Commando.

Foreigners are the cause of the problems.

Poppy Sankoh say,

"Overthrow those who would exploit you."

I am Baby Killer.

- I am the Master of Disaster.

- You will be strong.

I am Born Trouble.

I am See Me No More.

You'd think they'd want

at least one decent road in this place.

I'm gonna have to start charging

an entrance fee. Oh, God!

Get down!

- Look out!

- Sh*t!

- You all right?

- Fine.

Sh*t!

Hold on!

Hold on!

Come on.

- Everyone all right, huh?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Let me see that. You okay?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Quietly, now. Quietly.

Come on.

Kamajors. Local militia

protecting their homes, huh?

- Do not look them in the eye.

- No.

Excuse me. Excuse me?

Hi, I'm Maddy Bowen

with Vital Affairs magazine.

Wonder if I could take your picture.

I'm just gonna get my camera.

I've heard about your struggle.

I'd love to know more about it.

Would you mind if I took your picture?

Everyone together?

Everyone could all come in together.

Is that okay?

If everyone could come closer.

If you come over here and come in

nice and close. That's good.

Yeah. That's great.

And we'll get one with all of us.

There you go. That's perfect.

How about one together?

Us together, what do you think?

I'll come in like this, yeah?

Cheese.

So do you think

they've read your work?

Shut up.

Hey, get them, get them, get them.

- I got a score. I got a score.

- You missed.

Where have you come from?

- Where did you come from?

- Where have you come from?

That's right. Yeah.

From New York. From America.

I don't have anything for you.

My name is Benjamin Margai.

Danny Archer. This is Maddy Bowen.

- Hello. How are you?

- Very well, thank you.

I'm the cameraman?

The Belgians were the first

to chop off limbs in Africa.

King Leopold took one hand

for every hundredth slave in the Congo...

...to keep them in line.

Many of these children

were taken by the RUF.

We have taken them back.

Some of them have been

made to do horrible things.

We are trying

to bring them back to life.

Let me show you.

Imagine doing all this, huh?

What's your excuse?

Well, it's gotten hard to go back

to sipping lattes and talking interest rates.

So you're an action junkie, huh?

Three out of five ex-boyfriends

recently polled...

...say that I prefer to be

in a constant state of crisis.

Maybe I just give a sh*t.

You were good today.

You know that?

You too.

"--that sometimes they forgot

to close the door.

She also wrote

about her sister Josie...

...who was very ill

and who had to be taken to hospital."

Cheers.

So how many attacks

have there been in the area?

I have known most of the rebels

since they were children.

The local commander is still afraid

I will come after him with my ruler.

So you think because your intentions

are good, they'll spare you, huh?

My heart always told me

that people are inherently good.

My experience suggests otherwise.

But what about you, Mr. Archer?

In your long career as a journalist...

...would you say that people

are mostly good?

No.

I'd say they're just people.

Exactly. It is what they do

that makes them good or bad.

A moment of love,

even in a bad man...

...can give meaning to a life.

None of us knows which path

will lead us to God.

Hey!

It's palm wine.

- Jesus Christ.

- Yeah, yeah. It takes getting used to, huh?

God.

- Drank that as a boy.

- In Rhodesia?

I take notes.

The Shona...

The Shona have a word for me.

- It means "white boy in Africa."

- When did you leave?

I didn't leave.

I got sent away to South Africa

in 1978 when the munts overran us.

Then you joined the army?

Yeah. Yeah, I did my time in Angola.

- The 32 Battalion.

- That's right.

You know, contrary to what

you might think about us...

...we fought with the blacks, huh?

Yeah. Side by side.

There was no apartheid in a foxhole.

The colonel always used to tell us that.

- This is Colonel Coetzee?

- Yeah.

Then, of course, it's 1994.

No more army.

No more apartheid.

Truth and reconciliation

and all of that rubbish, you know.

Kumbaya.

We fought and died together,

you know?

Black and white. Most people back home

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