The Macomber Affair Page #4
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- 1947
- 89 min
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What'll I have
to give them?
A quid will be plenty.
You don't want to spoil them.
Will the headman distribute it?
Absolutely.
Shall we
have a drink?
I'll have a gimlet.
I'll have a gimlet, too.
I need something.
Might as well
make it three.
You got your lion...
Fine one, too.
Yes, he is a good lion,
isn't he?
Here's to the lion.
Here's to the lion.
I can't ever thank you
for what you did today.
Let's not talk about
the lion.
A very strange day.
Shouldn't you wear your hat
even under the canvas at noon?
You told me that,
you know?
Well,
I might put it on.
You know, Mr. Wilson,
you have a very red face.
Drink.
I don't think so.
and his face is never red.
It's red today.
No, it's mine
that's red today.
Mr. Wilson's
is always red.
Must be racial.
Say, you wouldn't mind dropping
my beauty as a topic, would you?
I just started on it.
Well, let's chuck it.
Conversation
is going to be difficult.
No difficulty.
It was a fine lion.
I wish
it hadn't happened.
Oh, how I wish
it hadn't happened!
Women upset...
it doesn't
amount to anything...
Strain on the nerves,
one thing or another.
Ah, I suppose I reap that
for the rest of my life now.
Nonsense!
Let's have a spot
of the giant-Killer...
Forget about
the whole thing.
You know,
the Somalis have a proverb.
Would you
care to hear it?
"A brave man is afraid of a lion
three times...
"When he first sees its track,
when he first hears its roar,
And when he first
looks it in the eye."
Nothing to it,
anyway.
Yeah, that's my rating now...
Nothing, absolute zero.
I'm awfully sorry
about that lion business.
It doesn't have to go
any further, does it?
I mean, no one
will hear about it, will they?
You mean, will I tell it
at the club?
Look,
I'm a professional hunter...
We never talk about
our clients.
You can be quite easy
on that.
It's supposed to be bad form
to ask us not to talk, though.
Now, listen to me...
If you're gonna act like a fool
about this thing,
I'd just as soon
keep to my side of the camp
And you keep to yours.
I'm sorry.
I really apologize.
Lots of things
I don't know.
Well, don't worry
about me talking.
I've got
a living to make.
You know, in Africa, no woman
ever misses her lion,
And no white man
ever bolts.
I bolted like a rabbit.
Save it.
"Save it. Save it."
That's easy enough
for you to say!
But what about
my wife?
She'll look at me like a rabbit
for the rest of my life.
Perhaps I should let you alone
so that you can have a good cry.
I don't want any.
I don't want any.
I said
I don't want any!
What are you grinning at?!
What's so funny about me?!
Kongoni!
Kongoni!
That's all.
I went crazy.
I'd kill him.
They'd hang you for it, kongoni.
It isn't worth it.
Thanks.
I'm sorry.
I apologize for the behavior
of these men.
If there's
any disciplining
To be done
around here, Macomber,
You come
to me.
Francis, is so much exercise
good for you?
You're simply
not used to it.
And how is the beautiful
red-Faced Mr. Wilson?
Hungry.
Let's have some lunch.
Ndiyo.
I've dropped
the whole thing.
What difference does it make
whether Francis can shoot lions?
That's
not his trade.
That's Mr. Wilson's business...
Killing anything.
You do kill anything,
don't you?
Oh, anything...
Simply anything.
Tomorrow we'll collect
a buffalo.
I'm coming with you.
I don't think
you should.
I am.
May I, Francis?
I wouldn't miss something
like today for anything.
I'll put on another show
for you tomorrow.
You're not coming.
You're very mistaken.
I want to see you
perform again.
You were lovely
this morning...
That is, if blowing
things' heads off is lovely.
You're very merry,
aren't you?
Why not? I didn't
come out here to be dull.
Well, it hasn't been
very dull.
Oh, no,
it's been charming.
And tomorrow... You don't know
how I look forward to tomorrow.
That's eland
he's offering you.
Oh, they're the large
cow-Y things
That jump like hares,
aren't they?
Yes, I suppose
that describes them.
It's very good meat.
Did you shoot it,
Francis?
Yes, I did.
They're not dangerous,
are they?
Only if they
fall on you.
Oh. I'm so glad.
Why don't you let up on your wit
just a little, Margaret?
I suppose I could,
since you put it so prettily.
Tonight we'll have
some champagne.
For the lion.
The lion...
Oh, I had forgotten
all about the lion.
Have some more eland.
Care to come
with us?
What are you
going after?
Oh, nothing spectacular,
I imagine...
Anything
we stumble across.
Well, I'll wait for the big show
in the morning.
Don't let anything
frighten Francis, will you?
You're
the sweetest woman.
Really the nicest.
Macomber?
Here we go.
Good shot.
They're a small target.
If you shoot like that,
you won't have any trouble.
I'm sorry
about what happened.
I'm sorry about kongoni
and that boy I hit.
Oh, that? Forget it.
See, I'm not
myself today.
You think we'll find
buffalo tomorrow?
A good chance of it.
I'd... like to clear away
that lion business...
Not very pleasant
having your wife
See you do
something like that.
Preys on my mind.
Look, anybody could be upset
by his first lion.
It's all over with.
Oh, I wish it were.
But it's not with her.
You'll see.
Women are...
Women are
a bloody nuisance.
And what do you do
about them, Wilson?
It must be difficult.
Well, catch
as catch can.
Yes, when you're in town,
but out here?
See here...
I go hunting with everybody.
When I'm drinking
their brand of whiskey,
Their morals
are my morals.
I see.
Well, that's good.
That's very good.
Is it
a worthwhile head?
It's excellent.
You've got yourself
a nice trophy.
What is it?
It's an impala.
Did you shoot it,
darling?
Yes, I did.
Splendid, isn't it,
Mr. Wilson?
Kongoni.
Ndiyo, bwana.
Well, how about
some supper?
I think I'll go
right to bed.
Yes, dear.
That's best for you.
I'll have something
in my tent.
Good night, Wilson.
Good night, Macomber.
Good night, memsahib.
Good night.
Good night.
Margo.
Margo?
Where have you been?
Hello.
Are you awake?
I thought you'd
be getting your beauty sleep.
Where have you been?
I just went out
to get a breath of air.
You did what?
What do you want me
to say, darling?
Where have you been?
Out to get
a breath of air.
You are a...
Well, you're a coward.
All right.
What of it?
Nothing, as far
as I'm concerned,
But, please,
let's not talk, darling.
I'm very sleepy.
You think I'll take anything,
don't you?
I know you will, sweet.
Well, I won't.
Oh, please,
let's not talk, darling.
I'm so sleepy.
There wasn't gonna be
any nastiness.
You said there wouldn't be.
Well, there is now.
You said
if we came on this trip,
There'd be none of that...
You promised.
Yes, darling.
That's the way I meant it to be.
But the trip
was spoiled yesterday.
We don't have to talk about it,
do we?
You don't wait long when
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