Born Free Page #4

- Thank you.

Now I must say goodbye to Elsa.

Where is she?

On her car.

Elsa, I told you

you couldn't go to Nairobi with me.

Have you met my wife who talks to lions?

Please, come down. Elsa.

- I'm afraid you'll have to help me, Father.

- Good old Dad.

Elsa, don't be such a lunatic. Get down!

Get down!

Come on!

Come on! Good girl.

Will you have another cup of coffee

before you go off?

No, thank you.

What will you do with Elsa

while you're away in Kiunga?

We'll take her with us...

...unless you care to board her

till we get back.

No, thank you.

You know, you're as much her prisoner

as she is yours.

She's not a prisoner. She's a friend.

Yes, I know.

And there's probably no harm in taking her

on a short trip, with reasonable care.

But your long leave is due soon.

Are you planning on taking her

to England for a year?

No, it's a problem.

I've meant to talk to Joy about it, but...

...I suppose I've been waiting.

Don't wait too long.

Look after yourself.

Come on, lunatic.

You're blocking the road.

John wants to go home.

All clear, John.

Thank you.

Now, look, Joy will be back tomorrow.

You can't stay here all night.

Damn it!

Now you've got me talking to you.

Look, she'll be back tomorrow.

I promise you.

Elsa, go away.

Don't you sneak up on me like that.

It's very unpleasant.

Elsa, get down, you idiot.

I don't know.

Stop playing about.

Kindly give me the towel.

Thank you.

Now let's have my dressing gown back.

Come on. Give it to me.

Right away.

Go on, push off!

Hello, Elsa.

Did you look after George for me?

- Hello, darling.

- Hello, George.

- Good trip?

- Not bad. A bit dusty.

- How's Elsa?

- She missed her mom.

I did my best as a babysitter,

but I'm afraid I'm not the type.

Do you Know, she sat out here

all night long waiting for you?

Poor thing. And poor you, too, darling.

Come on, Elsa.

I'll find something nice for you.

George seemed so recovered

from his attack of malaria...

...that we left for Kiunga

the very next day...

...wondering how Elsa would react

to the sight of her first ocean.

We reached Kiunga too late for anything...

...except to make camp

and then meet the local fishermen...

...who had come to tell George about their

troubles with the lion killing their goats.

Under the circumstances, Elsa's presence

seemed to puzzle them considerably.

We were tired

and had fallen asleep quickly.

But I was awakened by noises

coming from near the cars and the kitchen.

There was no doubt that our cars,

or our food...

...were providing

a great temptation to someone.

I didn't want to wake George.

He had looked so tired and pale

when we arrived.

- George. George!

- What is it?

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