To Walk with Lions Page #3

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Tell him

he's a liar.

Throw him out!

Farewell, George.

Jesus!

Joy...

You are

the great love of my life.

But if you were

the last woman on this Earth...

I could not

live with you again.

All right.

But remember something.

People are not going to let

a crazy old man

And a bunch of lions

sit on this land forever.

One way or another,

they are going to take it away!

Well done, George.

Oh, shut up, Terence.

Kwa heri, Hamsi.

Kwa heri, mama joy.

Joy.

Joy, here...And now, I...

I'm in a place

that I want to be.

Have a safe trip back.

What do you see, Barnardo?

Shimon.

Haven't seen you

for a long time.

Barnardo.

They didn't look like that,

did they?

Sh*t!

Get off, Shimon!

George, am I going to die?

You probably are, but let's

have a look at you first.

Tony.

It was not your fault.

It could have happened

to anyone.

It could happen to me.

We found Shimon,

and he had been poisoned...

So he went a little crazy.

Is there anything you want?

Is there anything

that I can do for you?

Mmm.

More...

Lions.

More?

Lions?

Most extraordinary.

I stayed with George at Kora

for months

That turned into years.

Sometimes days went by

Without a word

spoken between us.

But he taught me

much about the land

And the animals

that surrounded us.

We lived on almost nothing.

At Kora,

we needed almost nothing.

Corned beef and whiskey.

Camel meat for the lions

And the petrol

for the land rover.

A friend lent us

a small airplane

Which I learned to fly.

On a few occasions,

I spoke to George

about fundraising

For Kora,

but he would say

That he would not

take any charity,

And that was the end of it.

So over the years,

our little eden didn't change.

But the world around us did.

Herders, poachers,

political opportunists

And bandits wanted us out.

More and more often,

The herders crossed the river

into Kora.

You're in a protected

game area.

You have to leave.

He says the grass

belongs to no man.

Nor to cattle.

You tell him.

They've turned the

country into a desert,

And they're trying to

do the same thing here.

Hi, professor.

Fitzjohn?

I didn't expect to see

you around here again.

There are Shifta bandits

all along this river.

It's not safe for

a woman out here alone.

I'm not alone.

Look at all this.

George.

There's been a drought

in the north.

You have plenty of rich grass

here. Why can't they stay?

You do not speak for us, miss Jackson.

This is

our concern.

By what right do you deny

my people the grass?

Vussif, this is

a protected reserve.

George, what

do you say?

Is there a compromise?

I say that wild animals

have to be protected...

And there cannot be

any compromise.

You tell him that.

Vussif was a proud man.

To him, we were saying

that our animals

Were more important

than his people.

We made an enemy of Vussif

that day.

What's the matter?

Baby joy...

She is gone.

What?!

She was murdered.

One of her servants.

George.

I'm so sorry, George.

I should've gone

with her.

Maybe...

Maybe I could've saved her

if I'd have gone with her.

You were much happier apart.

You said so yourself.

I wish we'd

had children.

I always wanted

to have children.

Yeah.

You have.

Hello, dr. Fitzjohn.

Well, hello.

Writing up your

postgraduate thesis on women?

Another fundraising letter.

What are you

doing here?

I came to see George,

And the thrilling

and impressive work you do here.

Oh. Well, George is over

in Meru today.

What a shame.

I'll be going on my rounds

in a minute.

You can come if you want.

How could I resist?

We got word there was a small

herd of ellies passing through.

Sorry?

Elephants. Should be

around here somewhere.

So what did you do

before this?

Had a milk route

in north London.

Milk route?

Yeah.

Then I went to Africa

where I drove a truck.

I was an outward bound

instructor in Tanzania,

And then I went

up to Zimbabwe... Hurare...

Where I was a bouncer

in, uh, a "cock door",

Which is sort of a...

It's a brothel.

Now that I can believe.

Jack of all trades.

Look. There they are.

Terence has already

found them.

Hello, precious.

He'll be in

heaven now.

Probably stay up

with them all night.

You know, when George and

Terence first came to Kora,

There were hundreds

of elephant here.

Now there are only

about 20.

Price of ivory's gone up,

same with rhino and boar.

We just don't

have the manpower

To keep the poachers out.

And even if we did,

Rangers are paid

800 shillings a month,

And the poachers

will pay them 10,000

To turn their heads

for one night.

So you got

a boyfriend?

No.

Kids?

No.

Going to?

Not today.

You know it's the lioness who

determines when she has sex.

The hypothalamic

center in her brain

Is linked to her

pituitary gland,

Which secretes hormones

irresistible to the male.

I read a book.

She lies on her back

and teases him

Until he's, uh...

You know, ready.

Ever seen a lion's penis?

It swivels for 180 degrees.

She teases him

for a while,

And plays hard to get and

eventually she lets herself be taken.

They mate once every

15, 20 minutes

For the next

two or three days.

Pretty similar to

humans in my experience.

What's that?

Over there?

Rhino.

Oh, god.

Why?

Money...

Because it makes

a beautiful dagger handle.

And because there are

some sad little men

In the orient who actually

believe that powdered rhino horn

Will help them get it up.

Poachers!

See? Let the bloody

herdsmen in,

The poachers

come in with them.

Lucy, you all right?

You're crazy.

You almost got us

both killed.

Let me see that.

You're insane!

Sorry.

He can't start

shooting at people.

It's wrong, it's dangerous,

it's stupid, and it hurts.

Yes, I know.

I'm sorry about that.

But who else is gonna

stop them?

The authorities...

rangers, police, the army...

They weren't there;

I was.

That's ridiculous.

You're at one end of Maslow's

spectrum of self-actualization;

These people are at

the other end.

Basic survival.

Maslow's what?

You, as white men here,

Are able to pursue

unlimited goals.

They don't

have that choice.

They're starving.

That gives them the right

to destroy

What we're

trying to preserve, does it?

You just don't speak

the same language.

Well, it's a pretty

universal language.

Lucy's right.

Bullets do hurt.

But don't you think

that they hurt animals as well?

What I am concerned about...

Is stopping the mass genocide

of the wildlife.

I'll leave you both

to your argument.

Lucy, you'll

spend the night.

It's too dangerous

to travel in dark here.

Keya will set you up

in the guest hut.

Oh, Lucy, Lucy.

Listen, do you want

anything for bed?

Water? Tea?

Me?

You're incredible.

Yeah, I know.

You insult me,

you're rude to me,

You argue with me,

you try to kill me,

And now you think

I'll go to bed with you.

What was it Maslow said?

"unlimited goals".

Yes, but in this

particular case,

You're the one at the

other end of the spectrum.

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