The Snows of Kilimanjaro Page #8

- [ African Language ]

- [ Murmuring ]

I've seen the world change.

Seen not just the events...

but the people.

People change.

It's my duty to write it.

I've-- Oh, God.

Been in it. I've seen it.

I've been in it. I've seen it.

I've watched it.

Darling?

Did I hurt you?

I don't want to hurt you.

Helen.

- I've been writing.

- I know, Harry.

For a million years.

- Can you take dictation?

- No. I never learned.

Oh, that's all right.

Wouldn't be time anyway.

Seems that...

if I could get it all into...

one paragraph...

if I could get it...

just right--

[ Murmurs ]

[ Laughs ]

Hello, Molo,

you white man's burden, you.

[ African Language ]

[ Helen ]

Darling, I've only got the first-aid book.

What's he gonna do,

sprinkle me with monkey dust?

- Darling--

- A hair from the tail of a leopard?

- The poor, old--

- Darling, please try to listen.

You told me in certain parts of your leg

there isn't any feeling.

- Wood. Funniest thing--

- It says in the book it's a kind of paralysis.

The blood vessels. One should use

hot compresses to keep the circulation going.

You tell 'em to use the lion medicine.

It's very potent.

Don't make fun, even of him.

He only wants to do his best.

And I'm trying to do my best.

I'm trying to do

my best too, darling.

If you'll only do that, Harry.

" 'Heigh-ho' ..

said Raleigh."

[ Chuckles ]

[ Murmuring ]

" Boil a sharp knife.

Clean the area.

" Slip sharp point of knife--

Apply dry dressing."

[ Drums, Chanting Continue ]

[ Murmuring Continues ]

[ Harry ]

Stretcher bearers.!

- Leave him alone! What are you trying to do?

- Stretcher bearers.!

Darling, don't .

It's all right. It's all right.

Get out!

- Get out!

- [ Chuckles ]

- Darling.

- A lousy fever.

[ Chuckles ]

Fever.

Darling, are you conscious enough

to listen to me?

- Sure.

- There's a very large swelling on your leg.

I'm going to open it.

[ Hyena Chattering ]

Do you...

feel something strange?

Yes, darling.

Death is near us.

Do you think he could come so close

to you and I wouldn't know it?

Don't ever believe...

what they tell you about it.

Not a scythe or a skull.

Just now, it came with a rush.

Not the rush of water...

but of wind.

And--

And the funniest thing.

The hyena...

skipped lightly...

along the edge of it.

God help us.

[ Sniffing ]

[ Sniffing Continues ]

[ Sniffing ]

[ Sniffing ]

[ Sniffing ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Clamoring ]

Go away.

It's all right now.

[ African Language ]

[ Men Murmuring ]

[ African Language ]

I don't understand.

Go away.

[ Hyena Chattering ]

[ Airplane In Distance ]

[ Airplane Approaching ]

[ Airplane Overhead ]

[ Shouting ]

[ African Language ]

Oh!

- [ Airplane Circling ]

- [ Shouting Continues ]

Harry! It's come!

The plane-- it's come.

Darling, it's here.

Darling, it's here.

It's here-- the plane.

It's here.

Darling, look.

What do you see?

It's Mr.Johnson.

Well, what do you know?

No, I mean look at the tree.

The tree!

[ Harry ]

Well, I'll be hanged.

They've gone.

They have gone.

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