Hatari! Page #2
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- That's what you said.
- What?
- "I don't know."
If you don't know,
why did you say so?
You get me mixed up, now. You said...
Look, you don't listen.
Let's start from the start...
Please, I had a long trip
and I would like some sleep.
- Wouldn't you?
- I certainly would.
No, no, no. Who are you
and why are you in his bed...?
Why don't we leave the whole thing
until tomorrow?
She's right. We can face it
in the morning with clear heads.
- Yes, she is right. Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
Goodnight, Sean.
Thanks for the use of your room.
I didn't have much to say about it,
did I?
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
Anybody want one of these?
Black coffee.
Morning! Good morning, Sean.
- Jambo, Arga!
- Jambo!
What have we got for breakfast?
Bacon and eggs...
My favourite, codfish cakes.
Deep-fried with antelope fat,
I love it.
- Isn't anybody eating?
- Please, Pockets.
- Go away or shut up.
- Preferably both.
He's not human.
To drink that much and not feel it...
- We had a big night last night.
- You remember?
- Sean. I'm going on the wagon.
- Why?
I'm beginning to see things.
I thought I saw a girl in Sean's room.
You saw a girl.
That's what I said.
I thought I saw a girl.
Pockets, you did see a girl.
- I did?
- You did.
Good! Now, I don't...
- Well, who was she?
- I don't know.
- Don't start that again.
- What?
"I don't know."
- Sean, he just said...
- Please!
Morning, everybody!
Morning, Pockets.
- Look what I found.
- What's this?
Cameras, lenses,
a real professional outfit.
Your room-mate.
- Professional?
- Photographer?
Didn't a photographer write to the Indian?
- From a zoo in Switzerland.
- Basle, wasn't it?
Yeah, but...
that was signed by a man, I think.
Well, go get the letter!
Sean, what does he mean,
"your room-mate"?
- The girl in my bed last night.
- Sean!
I didn't know her!
- What was she doing in your bed?
- I don't know.
Here it is. It's signed on the bottom.
A M D'Aless...
D'Alessandro.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
I don't think I have met everybody.
We'd better introduce ourselves.
They call me Pockets.
They tell me we met last night.
I remember you. Who wears
the other half of your pyjamas?
I do. My name is Kurt Mueller.
I know you. I covered the Le Mans race
three years ago.
You should have won.
That crash... Too bad.
I don't know... He walked away from it.
I'm Luis Francisco Garca Lpez.
I don't wear pyjamas.
And this is our boss,
Miss Delacourt. We call her Brandy.
How do you do?
They were my father's friends.
Now we all work together.
I know of your father.
One doesn't work at the zoo long
without hearing of Frenchy Delacourt.
Kurt, Luis, will you help me
to check the motor on the truck?
Yes, boss.
- Will you have some breakfast?
- Thank you. Just coffee.
- Just coffee. Codfish cakes?
- No, thank you.
Miss... D'Alessander?
- D'Alessandro. "Dallas" is easier.
- Thank you.
- Did you sign this letter?
- Yes, of course. Why?
Because A M D'Alessandro
sounds like a man.
You mean because I'm a girl,
I can't do the job?
I mean we've got trouble enough.
Why not find out
what kind of girl I am before deciding?
- I wish I had the time...
- What about Miss Delacourt?
- She goes out with you.
- She was born and raised here.
She can drive as well as anyone here,
except Kurt.
She can shoot a gun as well as anyone,
except the Indian.
- Can you handle a gun?
- No.
Have you ever been hunting?
- Have you ever been to Africa?
- No...
Well, I'm sorry, Dallas,
about the misunderstanding.
We're short-handed, there isn't time to...
...take care of an amateur?
That's what I was going to say.
I'm sorry.
Well, I'm sorry, too.
I hate to do this.
I would prefer that you wanted me.
Here is a letter
from the director of the zoo.
I have a slight premonition
the boom is about to be lowered.
That zoo will buy
most of your animals this season.
And they want pictures of the catchings.
The boom has been lowered.
How long will it take to get your pictures?
As long as it takes to catch
your animals. I'm ready when you are.
That's a funny-looking work outfit,
but suit yourself. We're ready now.
- You won't give me five minutes?
- I can wait a few minutes.
- Thank you. I'll be right back.
- I can catch up with you, Sean.
What is it?
Did I say something wrong?
- I don't know.
- Manyara, I guess.
Are you gonna carry her stuff?
Don't start in by spoiling her.
Yes, bwana.
- Jambo!
- Jambo!
- All set, Brandy?
- All set.
Let's get under way.
Pockets. Don't wait all day for her.
Yes, bwana! Yes!
- Dallas, let's go!
- I'll be right out!
Take my stuff, will you?
All aboard!
I'm coming!
- Hi.
- I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
Aren't we going? Let's go!
- Yeah.
I said... Look out!
I didn't see that darned thing!
- How does the ground seem to you?
- Could be better.
- Some gullies over there.
- Yeah.
If we get after a good one,
stick around and hold him
if I miss the first time.
Will do.
- Give me that pad.
- Is it OK if I stand back there?
Stay inside, that ground's rough.
I'll be all right. I like to be
where I can move around.
You'll move around all right.
- What did you say?
- I told them to take care of you.
- Tell them I can take care of myself.
- OK...
Maybe.
Luis. Handle the pole.
Pockets, you pick me a big one
and I'll make you eat it!
Yes, bwana. I'll be very careful.
Start out easy.
Why don't they catch the big ones?
The last one tried
to get into Sean's lap.
Pockets thought he was coming through
the windshield and hit an ant-heap.
Take this one, Pockets!
Tell Kurt to let that one go.
The noose slipped.
Herding car... Let him go.
- Was that giraffe to your liking, bwana?
- Just get another one the same size.
- What happened?
- What?
- What happened?
- Nothing yet.
Knock on it!
Pockets!
You'd better stay there!
Take this one.
Get ready to shake hands with him!
All right...
Slow down easy! Easy!
Slow down easy!
Come on, hurry it up!
She's a handful of trouble.
- Get enough room to move around?
- Oh, shut up!
All right.
- Well, how is it?
- Terrible. I feel sore all over.
The best thing for you now
is a good hot bath. Come on.
- Thanks, Pockets.
- I'll put your things in the main building.
Brandy... I just want to say something.
but I had a great day.
Only, I made a fool of myself.
I'm sorry, I apologise to all of you.
I would like to stay, if you'll let me,
but I don't want to force you, so...
...just forget about
If you want me to go, just tell me. I'll go.
Thanks for listening.
Well, gentlemen.
Who's going to tell her to go?
Rhino, elephants, buffalo...
...and a greenhorn.
Well, if that's the way you want it.
Mamma mia!
Help!
Help!
Stand perfectly still. Don't move.
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