The Gods Must Be Crazy II Page #2

I could show you Africa in half an hour.

I have to present this at 3:30.

- Only half an hour?

- Yes, doctor.

- So, what are you, a doctor of medicine?

- No, corporate law.

- What a tiny plane.

- We got a smaller one but we can't find it.

- Can it fly?

- In you go.

- What are those?

- Buffalo.

Look, no hands. Flies by itself.

Safest plane in the world.

- Coffee.

- Morning, boss.

- You only done 80 miles.

- Yeah, I slept a little bit.

- You stopped.

- I was bushed. So I pulled up and...

- You slept more than four hours.

- I was real pooped.

- I told you we're late.

- I was really pooped, boss.

- Move over.

- It's okay, boss. I'm fresh now.

Jeez, boss.

Lazy bastard.

- Get back to sleep.

- I'm wide-awake now.

- Sleep.

- Yes, boss.

I'll be right back.

- Hi, Stephen.

- Hi. Thanks.

You're cutting it fine.

There's a hell of a cumulus building up.

One of those thermals grabs you,

it's gonna whip you right to 20,000 feet.

- See you later.

- Stephen, is Geoff there yet? Over.

Hi, Bob. Yes, he's here. Over.

Can you fly back in with him?

We found a sick baby giraffe.

We need your advice. Over.

Okay. Out.

- You can't cart your floozies around.

- She's not a floozy.

- Hi.

- Morning.

Do you do some kind

of work around here?

Hello, Stephen. Come in. Over.

Stephen, are you there? Over.

- Stephen, come in. Over.

- Hi, Bob. This is Jack. Over.

Jack, don't take off yet. There's

a freak storm moving in very fast. Over.

- Bob, they've just taken off. Over.

- They? Someone is with him? Over.

- Yes. Over.

- Who? Over.

- There was this young lady. Over.

- Was she with you? Over.

- Sort of. Over.

- Boy, you're in trouble. Over.

Over.

Xixo's old friend Waka was looking

at the tracks the heavy people made.

Xixo greeted him and said his children

were in the thing that made the tracks.

Waka greeted him back and said,

''I'll come with you to find your children. ''

But Xixo said,

''There's a dead elephant back there.

Go with your family

to help my family eat it. ''

They stopped.

- There's whiskey under your seat.

- I'm okay.

- Give it to me.

- You gonna start drinking?

Give me.

Can this thing fly on Scotch?

George.

Boss?

Take over.

Xisa said,

''When this thing gets tired it will rest.

Then we can follow the tracks

back home. ''

Running out of Scotch.

This any good?

We're flying backwards.

I have to read my paper at 3:30.

How do I get back? We have to find

a road so I can hitch a ride.

So which way to the nearest road?

- This is baobab country.

- It can speak.

- We're at least 300 miles from base.

- Oh, boy.

Maybe more.

- I'm sorry.

- Any time.

- I have to get to a phone.

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