The Journey is the Destination Page #3

Now we have one million

people in Malawi

with nothing to live on.

Oh, wow.

Hi.

Hello. Hello.

Hello.

Hey.

Hi.

Welcome.

All right, so you fill it

all the way to the top?

Yeah? All right, good.

Okay.

Now this goes on my head?

- Yeah.

- Oh, okay.

All right, all right.

Stay right there.

All right?

Look!

Think that might be it,

man. Fire it up.

Give it a try.

Give it a try.

And you can zoom in and mark it.

Yeah, yeah, there.

There. Yeah, yeah.

All right.

Hello.

Hello.

Yes.

He's so impressed.

Did you draw this?

Yes.

They told me the rebels set

fire to his parents' house

and they were burned to death.

More coming every day.

Getting reports

of mass killings.

Rape is common, women and girls,

especially with the distances

they have to walk

to get water and firewood.

How much is a well?

About $1,500

to supply 5,000 people.

That's it? Wow.

Look, just make sure

it's all here, Eiji.

- Yep.

- This is fifties.

- Yeah, 50.

- 50.

And here's tens.

All of it.

Make it look good.

There you go. Food,

medicine, blankets.

Short term, at least.

It's beautiful, man.

Nice one, man!

It's cool, right?

Ben:
What if it

didn't end here?

What if what?

Safari, man.

Safari as a way of life.

I'd love to come with you.

So do it.

Lengs, we'll go

to the end of Africa

till there's no more

Africa to conquer.

I'd love to, but I can't.

I'll get the school

thing over with first.

And then?

And then...

The sky's the limit.

It's weird. I feel like

this trip has just started.

So what are you saying?

No, I was looking at

the line on the map.

It just kind of stops short.

And what am I

going to tell them, huh?

What about mom's

going away party?

I'll try and make it.

What about money?

What are you gonna live on,

good looks and charm?

Oh, no.

You're totally right.

I'm gonna die of hunger.

I am.

Amy, I'm gonna die...

I need you

to help me! Amy!

So what's next?

A job, maybe.

The Princess...

At work.

Just for the rest of the year.

Not sure I know,

to tell the truth.

Listen, I didn't mean to, um...

If I crossed a line...

It's okay.

Okay.

I'll see you very soon.

Good on, man.

Very soon.

Yeah, man, very soon.

I'm thinking of trying to

pull off a new well for them.

That's brilliant.

Bye. Bye. Ciao.

Goodbye!

No, no, no.

Never goodbye.

It's...

Goodbye until I see you again.

Goodbye until I see you again.

How will you get

to where you're going?

Children:
Bye!

Bye!

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

"Yes for peace."

What's it about?

The whites are voting

to end apartheid or not.

Who are you with,

associated press?

Ladies and gentlemen,

today will be written up

in our history

as one of the most fundamental

turning point days

in the history of South Africa.

Today we have closed

the book on apartheid,

and that chapter

is finally closed.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

No! No! Sh*t!

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

Yes for peace.

I'm calling from South Africa.

Yeah, just put me

through to Marty.

How long have you

been in Joburg?

This time?

A couple of days.

I'm with Reuters.

Yeah, I'll hold.

Peterson's with

Christian science monitor.

You a photographer, man?

Yeah.

He's more free than

freelance is my impression.

Hey, hey, Marty?

You're gonna get us

thrown out again, man.

Dan! That's Dan!

How did you get started?

- Over and out.

- O'Reilly!

A friend of mine was with

the Philadelphia enquirer.

I went with him to El

Salvador as a bag carrier.

A bag carrier?

Yeah. It's called learning

on the job, interning...

Oh, a low ceiling here.

White slavery.

I had no idea what

I was getting into.

Completely stupid.

I got shot at, almost arrested,

and nearly passed out with fear.

Took hundreds of photos

and managed to sell two

for 50 bucks.

Never published.

Definitely a mistake.

O'Reilly, you're sleeping

with me tonight, man.

You can be the big spoon.

Come on, let's go.

We're flying out from the

airport tomorrow at dawn.

O'Reilly says he heard about

a situation in Mogadishu.

See you around, Dan.

Good to meet you, Dan.

I could be your bag carrier.

Sorry. No tourists allowed.

Hey, Duffy,

grease a little palm.

Stack our odds there'll

be a return flight.

Holy sh*t.

What you got there, Dan?

A thesaurus.

Hey, Scott.

Hey, Dan.

How's it going?

Good. How you doing?

Steve O'Reilly.

Yeah. Dan.

The Somalis were nomads

in a country that

has no water, no soil.

It's hot enough to fry

an egg on a camel's ass.

Their clans have been fighting

since the beginning of time,

first with Spears,

then with Russian guns,

and now with guns

from the Americans,

depending on who was friends

with who in cold war times.

The Somalis weren't fussy so

long as the guns kept coming

and they could turn them

on their ancient enemies.

Tough buggers.

Survivors.

That's what I love about them.

It's outrageous.

Men in skirts

killing each other over

clan differences, huh?

Barbaric.

Add bagpipes and a golf course,

Shaffi, it's Scotland.

Ha! Shut up!

Dan, Dan, no.

Don't show your camera,

and don't show fear.

You listen to me like I was

your father, understand?

Yes, Babuji.

I said like I was your father.

Hey. Hey!

Welcome to Somalia.

Bloody trouble

with the aid business

is it gives them

something to loot.

Cigarette.

Got a cigarette?

Take bag. The bag.

You said don't show fear.

There are limits.

Save your film.

No one will print it.

Tough to ignore,

though, if they did.

He's Rahanwein.

A farmer clan.

These guards are Habre Gedir.

They won't touch him.

Are you ready for this, Dan?

Dan? Here.

Chew enough and it'll numb

your nuts if nothing else.

Duff:
Coming through.

Coming through.

Another nice, easy day

at the office, eh?

Yesterday I tried

to get a supply vehicle

to a feed center across town.

The driver was shot dead

and it was looted,

lock, stock, and bloody barrel.

Jesus.

The clans are holding

everyone to ransom.

What's your estimate, sue?

Two, three million.

They're arriving

in thousands every day,

and they're all going to die.

Relax, Dan.

It's crowd control.

O'Reilly:

The belly of the beast.

War, famine,

the black heart.

Once you've seen into

the belly of the beast,

you can't help

going back for more.

What do you mean?

Wars are funny like that.

I've been to five or six now.

Each time I come, I

swear it'll be the last.

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