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More than a gallon?

I know. Have you got any kangaroos?

What do you get for a kangaroo?

You have to go to Australia for kangaroos.

Yes. Like I said,

I was educated at the York Club.

I'd like to see a kangaroo close up.

A mama kangaroo.

Is it true that they carry their babies

in a little pouch thing?

- That's right. All marsupials do that.

- Ma... What?

Animals that carry their young,

like a papoose in reverse.

Isn't that the darnedest thing.

Everything but a zipper, huh?

- Kelly, you're all right. How about a drink?

- I'd love one.

- Sorry about no ice.

- It's all right.

Doctors say it's bad

for your pouch, anyway.

- Soda or water?

- Water. I find always that with water...

- What's the matter?

- Do something!

- That's just old Joe.

- Old Joe?

Yes. He's our migratory mousetrap.

I bet there isn't a rat or a mouse

within 100 yards of this place.

Oh, boy, to think I haven't had

my first drink yet.

I have old Joe around to trap young girls

into where you are right now.

Oh, now, Mr. Marswell...

...I don't imagine you

need old Joe for that.

The river looks awfully pretty

in the moonlight, doesn't it?

Wait a minute.

You're turning

into the original African hotrod.

I can always quit.

You can be nice and sweet

when you want to, can't you?

How do you know?

Maybe you spoke too soon.

I'm warning you. I'm searching.

I'm looking, really I am.

I'll look with you for a little while.

Still pounding away at that old rogue?

Hi. It's the only piece of jazz

I've been able to find around this place.

It's been played more in the last week

than the last 30 years.

No kidding.

Have you been out here that long?

I came out here for my health.

- I found it. I'm still here.

- Where did you get that scar?

An old buffalo charged.

First barrel misfired,

and we danced around a bit.

- That's one way to die, isn't it? Dancing.

- I don't know.

- Where did you get yours?

- What?

Your scars.

You've got them,

though they're not visible.

Sorry. I'm a nosy old idiot, my dear.

You're pretty smart.

Nice, gentle smart, though.

Someday when I know you better

I'll tell you all about it.

Listen to old Trader Horn out there.

"Attaboy. Chop, chop, bwana master."

- All packed, Kelly?

- My, we're busy as... Packed?

The boat's here in 10 minutes.

Muntala'll take your luggage to the dock.

Animals ready for loading, Brownie?

Yes.

Hi, sweetie.

Hello, baby.

Come and say goodbye to your mommy.

Your mommy's going home.

Now, you be a good little boy.

Wash behind your ears every day,

and eat all your nice raw potatoes...

...so you'll grow up to be

a big, fat elephant.

And then step on your

Uncle Victor's corns every day.

Oh, oh, the boat. Yeah.

- I'll see your baggage aboard, my dear.

- Thank you. You've been very sweet.

- You're a nice girl.

- I get it, Brownie.

He's running a business

and I'm a bottleneck.

Sometimes a man can't see the one tree

because of the forest.

Someday he's gonna bump

into the wrong kind of tree...

...and get his nose busted.

Take care of yourself, Brownie.

And him too.

Here we are.

I wish you could stick around for a while,

but I'll be too busy...

Don't spell it out for me.

You know, my little white hunter,

it's high time I was on my way anyhow.

It's been...

- It's been nice having you here...

- Yes.

It's certainly been something

I didn't expect.

When the rainy season starts,

I might fly up to Paris.

If you happen to be there,

we might run into each other again.

Might.

Take it easy. Drop me a line.

- Hello, Vic. Hello, Brownie.

- Hello, John.

I have the happiness

to present Mr. Nordley.

- Mr. Marswell?

- Yes.

How do you do? We finally made it.

- Mr. Nordley, Brown-Pryce.

- How are you?

And Mrs. Nordley.

Linda, darling.

- Mrs. Nordley.

- Mrs. Nordley.

- How do you do?

- Mr. Brown-Pryce.

- Welcome.

- How do you do?

It's so exciting and thrilling

finally to arrive...

Take them up to the house, will you?

This way, please.

Hey, kid.

- Have you got money for your plane fare?

- Yeah.

- Wait a minute...

- I'll brain you if you don't take it.

Let's call it a 99-year loan.

This is one loan I'll pay back

if I have to live 99 years to do it.

Well, here we go. Bronx Zoo next.

- Everything all right? Good trip?

- This is charming.

Everything's so neat and clean.

I'll be unbearably frank

and say I didn't expect this.

I'll be frank and say

that you're a big surprise to me too.

In what way?

The wife of the last scientist

who was here...

...weighed 180 pounds

of pure muscle...

...had a good start on a mustache...

...and every time she spoke

to her husband...

...every lion in the territory took off.

He was a little man with a beard,

an authority on some kind of flea.

I sincerely hope I've disappointed you.

Come on, I'll show you your room.

This is Juma. He's your personal maid.

Anything you want, ask him.

You won't understand him,

but he will you.

- Isn't this nice?

- About the bed, I didn't know...

...so if you want twin beds...

- No.

- All right.

- Everything's most satisfactory.

- I have the beastliest ringing in my ears.

- Feeling down, darling?

It must be those shots we took.

The doctor said

they cause a reaction.

- What shots?

- Yesterday, at the settlement...

...the tsetse fly injections.

- Tsetse fly?

Your letter didn't say anything

about going to tsetse fly country.

We understood we had to go through

to get to the gorillas.

Not necessarily. And why gorillas?

It's a pet theory of mine.

I want to study gorillas,

their family life and so on.

Even get some of their vocal sounds

on a tape recorder I brought with me.

- It's a theory on the derivative evolution...

- I wouldn't understand.

Again, to be frank, it's a difficult safari,

and it doesn't fit with my schedule.

If I'd known about this,

I wouldn't have taken the job.

Why?

You can't promise anything with gorillas

but trouble.

Some have worked for ten months

and never even glimpsed one.

I have other work to attend to.

- Donald's perfectly willing to pay...

- I'm sorry.

We'll have to stand by

the original agreement.

I'll hand you over to one of my assistants,

Mr. Boltchak. Perfectly capable...

- I want to work with you.

- Mr. Marswell...

...Mr. Nordley made

his arrangements with you.

He made them with my company,

my organization.

Are you all right?

I think perhaps a glass of water...

- Donald, darling.

- Don't get excited.

What's the matter with him?

Excessive reaction to the tsetse fly shot,

that's all.

He'll be out of his head for a day or two.

We'll snap him out of it.

I've got tablets.

Don't let him throw this blanket off.

The shoes.

Our young scientist just went

to his knees. Out cold. Tsetse fly shot.

That's too bad.

Mr. Marswell, he's trembling

and shaking and getting nauseated.

We've got to get him to a doctor.

Moving him would aggravate

his condition.

He's running a high fever.

We have to break it up.

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