Hatari!

- Kurt, can you hear me?

- Go ahead, Sean.

At about 11 o'clock,

right in the middle of that herd

of wildebeest. See him?

- Now that's a good one.

- Let's go. Start out easy.

OK, Pockets.

This one must be a female, she can't

make up her mind which way to go.

Tell Kurt to let her run a while,

wear her down.

- Sean says give her some exercise.

- That's what we'll do.

Tell us when you want her.

Tell Kurt to take his time.

This is a mean one.

Take your time, Kurt.

Try her, Pockets, move in closer.

See what she's like.

Watch her, Pockets. Don't lose her.

The rhino got the Indian.

Swing around.

Bring the first-aid kit.

Are you trying to get a vacation?

- He hooked me good.

- He did, at that.

- Why didn't you shoot him?

- I didn't know he planned to ride with us.

- You can fix that up, Pockets.

- Big Band-Aid will do it.

- You all right? Want to stretch out?

Leave him here. Makes it easier

for me to work. Room, please!

Tough luck.

My fault. I messed it up.

- How is it your fault?

- I was driving, wasn't I?

- The Indian could have shot him.

- You find him again, I'll shoot him.

This tourniquet isn't working.

Better get him to hospital.

- Get him into the catching truck.

- Luis.

- Come on. Give 'em a hand.

- Hold it, buddy.

Easy.

Kurt.

Calling Arusha Control.

Arusha Control speaking. Go ahead.

This is Sean Mercer.

A man's been horned by a rhino.

He's bleeding pretty badly.

Tell Dr Sanderson we'll be at Arusha

hospital in about five hours. Over.

- Will do. Anything else?

- That's all. Over and out.

That hole looks very bad.

It don't look good.

After we get out of here,

push on ahead to the compound.

Pick up Brandy,

she'd want to be at the hospital.

You'll get there as quickly as we do.

- Arga! Where's Missy?

- In room.

No dinner. We're going into town.

The Indian bwana got hurt.

- Bad?

- I don't know yet. Get me some coffee.

Come in.

Hi, Kurt. You're back early.

- Is something wrong?

- Ja.

The Indian... Rhino gored him

in the leg. He lost a lot of blood.

They are taking him into hospital now.

- Must we hurry?

- I came ahead. There's plenty of time.

Thanks for coming for me.

Help me with my zipper, it's stuck.

Come over with me.

How did it happen? Was it

the same way as my father was killed?

No, we hadn't even put a rope on him.

How then?

It was my fault. I got too close.

The engine was spitting a little...

I took the chance and the Indian

was the one that got hurt.

You all take chances.

That's part of the job.

I know, but I shouldn't

have taken that one.

And to pull this thing up here...

I'm afraid of ripping something...

- Here you are.

- Thank you. I'll get a coat.

- How long does it take?

- As long as it takes.

You mean to tell whether

a man can live or not?

Patience, my boy, patience.

Sterling virtue. I wish I had more of it.

All we can do is wait.

Just don't start climbing the walls.

Who's got a cigarette?

- It's yours?

- Thanks.

- Which one is Sean Mercer?

- I am.

- I hear you've got a job open.

- What job?

They said in town

you'd be needing a man.

You're in a rush, aren't you?

Is he asking for the Indian's job?

- He's not dead yet.

- I know that.

I asked for the job

because I was afraid if I waited,

someone else might get it.

- You'd better get out of here.

- I'm not talking to you, I just...

Kurt, take it easy.

When a fellow's hungry... Cut it out!

Damp it! You can't whip us all.

- I can try.

- Bring your lunch.

What's going on here?

I have a patient already.

I don't want any more.

- How is he, Sandy? How's the Indian?

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