Safari Page #2

Why would it?

If we get a lion

who doesn't know the rules.

Lie down and play dead.

Are boas dangerous?

Bows?

No.

Well, depends on the bow.

But usually not.

There are different boas?

Of course. Ribbons.

Arrows, violins...

She means a bo-a.

Oh! Right, the boa, well...

Well that's... I mean, look out!

No danger.

Unprovoked, boas don't attack.

Exactly. Look out, no danger at all.

Look, zebras!

- Where?

- Near the tree!

Can we stop?

Too dangerous in herds.

- There's only 2.

- 2 is a herd.

Dacier, you scared?

Stop, we take pictures.

Take the pictures,

but stay with the vehicle.

Mr. Becker, if you don't mind,

could you get out a second?

Mix with the group, be a tourist.

Make an effort.

I don't like tourists.

It's out of focus.

Mr. Dacier!

Take a picture of me and my wife?

You're too close! Careful.

No risk. They're like ponies.

Ponies aren't zebras.

Cats aren't cheetahs,

sardines aren't sharks!

Be nice, come take a picture.

I got you.

Use the zoom.

Dacier! Over there.

We're being attacked!

- What's that?

- Blueball monkeys.

Why that name?

Use the zoom.

They're ransacking the bus!

Wait! After they steal,

they sometimes clean up.

They cleaned us out.

I'll sue, monkey or not.

They ate my toothpaste.

- Didn't clean up.

- Guess not.

Sorry.

- I'm so sorry.

- What a mess!

I can see that.

- They slapped me.

- Really?

There's one still there! Bastard!

Relax, they're gone Becker.

You called Jean Jean "Becker"?

No, I said,

"It's OK, they're gone...

"Becare."

From the verb "to becare,"

meaning...

"to share food."

Let's go! We have to be

at base camp by evening.

- I got everything.

- Great.

Oh no, I can't believe it.

They stole my Amex.

- The one with Flying Blue miles?

- Yeah.

Only natural.

- Why?

- It's their favorite color.

It was a joke, Bertrand.

Right.

I know, I got it.

Anyway, they don't have my PlN.

It was a joke, Magalie.

I know, I got it.

Mr. Dacier,

what do we do about..?

About?

Relieving ourselves.

Behind those trees, I guess.

Don't go too far.

All right.

What is it, crocodile?

No. Antelope, maybe.

It's solid, very solid.

Hyena, maybe.

No. Mr. Dacier, what is it?

Oscar Meyer weiners.

What's for dessert?

Animal crackers.

Want some?

I love to becare.

Not staying with us?

With you? No.

Strange guy.

Not a word all night.

The heat gets to him.

He sweats from his nostrils.

Disgusting.

Fire's warm.

Playing cards?

Feel like playing some poker?

I don't like poker.

I prefer magic.

Do a trick for us?

That's fun.

Fantastic.

The king's the father.

The son is the jack.

The goal's to find the father.

Right there.

Once again.

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