There are, I feel, only two major frontiers left.
One is the exploration of space,
carried out in a visual way in your country by Colonel Glenn.
The other is the exploration of the past,
a whole background of geography, climate, and animal life
which accompanied man's change from a prehuman to a Homo sapiens.
The earliest evidence of man is the work of nameless human artists
on the walls of caves.
Before this, there is no recorded history.
One part of our search has led us to the study of apes.
The existence of the gorilla and the chimpanzee in Central Africa
led us to believe our early ancestors lived on this continent.
These two animals...
...and rarest of all the apes is the mountain gorilla.
It inhabits the lush, tropical highlands of Central Africa,
so remote that our last researcher suffered an attack of appendicitis
and would have died if not for Roz Carr,
an American friend living in Rwanda who got him to hospital.
These animals greatly outrank monkeys
in intelligence.
But the study of the mountain gorilla has virtually ceased.
George Schaller's pioneering study in 1960
told us that this, the largest of all the primates,
is in danger of extinction.
His census showed there were fewer than 500 left.
God knows how many we've lost since then to the poachers who invade the forests.
Finally,
I'm always being asked, "Why do you do this?
"Why have you spent your life looking for something
"buried in the past for almost two million years?"
I suppose that the only answer I can give either you or myself
is simply this,
I want to know who I am and what it was that made me that way.
Thank you.
Dr. Leakey.
Dr. Leakey, my name is Howard Dowd.
I'd like you to meet my wife Lucille. Lucille's a real fan of yours.
We made a contribution to this wildlife fund of yours.
We were real pleased...
Excuse me.
You're doing one fine job.
Well, thank you.
We need all the contributions we can get.
I'm Dian Fossey. I wrote to you.
Thank you, Miss...
Fossey.
We appreciate every contribution.
No, no, I wrote to you about working in Africa.
Forgive me, but I get many letters...
I wrote six times. Dr. Leakey!
- About the gorillas. - Sir!
You're the physical therapist.
I'm the physical therapist.
Hello, hello.
Excuse me, we're having a...
Right-o.
Dr. Leakey, I work with handicapped children.
I spend a lot of time trying to get...
Excuse me. Do you mind?
Go ahead. Thank you.
I spend time trying to get close to people who don't like anyone around them.
Thank you.
I know I have no formal training, but I love animals,
and I've spent two years in preveterinary training.
I know you're sincere, but liking animals isn't enough.
You just said in there that you need someone right now
to take a census of the mountain gorillas.
What about me? I can count. One, two, three?
Do you really think you can do it, roughing it in Africa for six months?
Yes.
I tell you what. Let me think about it.
How long will you think about it? Until all the gorillas are gone?
Dr. Leakey, you need me, and I want this job.
Give me this chance.
Dian!
Hi!
I made it.
You sure did.
It's so exciting.
Do you have your inoculations certificate?
Yeah. It's right here, somewhere.
Good trip?
Very interesting.
Thank you. Okay.
There are a lot of soldiers around. Is something special going on?
Soldiers? Oh, yes, I don't know.
I suppose it's because they've been having some sort of civil war.
Civil war? There's a civil war going on here now?
We have to find porters and a tracker, then stock you up with provisions.
Come on.
This is the weekly market.
You'll be able to find everything you need here.
First, let's find the chaps who'll be your porters.
There they are. There they are.
No bonbon. Bonbon?
I've got no bonbon.
What is it?
Some believe a woman living alone up there has to be mad.
Alone?
Choose your man.
Your top man. Your tracker.
Swahili.
Jesus Christ.
Bad hand, good feet.
You speak English?
The priest.
St. Christopher.
Patron saint of travelers and me, too.
What's your name?
Sembagare.
Sembagare. I am the finest tracker.
This man is not good as me.
Him is a great liar.
Me, I'm the best.
Okay. Okay, Sembagare, you're on.
Thank you.
Can you help me buy groceries?
Food. Food?
Oh, food.
Okay, good.
Bonbon!
Are you coming? Come along.
Maybe you'll get lucky.
Do you want this?
Oh, candles.
I've got five of those.
All right.
Yours. Part of the package.
You'll need to get around when you're off the mountain.
Now, look here.
We're here.
The base of Mount Makoua is a four-hour drive.
Leave the jeep here. It'll be quite safe.
Pick up some local porters, climb here, up to here, then finish here.
Kabara Meadow. George Schaller's cabin's there.
Really? Quite comfortable.
You mean we go now?
Yes, to make it by sundown.
I just spent 35 hours on four different airplanes.
I think I should at least take a shower.
No one will mind, dear. I put a little something in there for you.
Thank you. That's very nice of you.
You forgot the rest of my luggage.
There's no room. They'll be sent in a fortnight.
Now wait just a damn minute.
I just quit my job, left my fiancé, to say nothing of my appendix,
and flew halfway around the world.
Now, those cases contain my hair dryer,
my makeup, my underwear, and my brassieres.
If they don't go, Dr. Leakey, I don't go.
Now for the car.
Thank you.
What we have here is a Land Rover with four-wheel drive.
It's very simple, my dear, once you get the hang of it.
Red is low, yellow is two to fourth wheel, but just use the black.
That's the clutch, clutch in, first gear, clutch out, second gear.
Okay?
Good luck, Dian. I have to go.
You're not coming with us?
Of course not. My work's in Tanzania. I like weekly reports, typed.
You'll be expected to contribute material to the National Geographic.
I mustn't miss my plane. Good luck.
If you have any problems, get in touch with Roz Carr.
Dr. Leakey.
Have fun.
Is it true there's a civil war going on here?
Not where we are going.
You must stop.
I'm fine.
Okay.
Buffalo take four days to cross the plain.
They stop and start and stop and start.
I said I'm fine.
Mademoiselle, I have more tea.
Oh, great.
Thank you. That's just what I needed.
Come on in.
I'm trying to cram more
of George Schaller's gorilla book into my fat head.
Come in. Shut the door. It's freezing.
Is that George Schaller?
George Schaller?
That's David. He's my fiancé.
My future husband.
That's good, woman, man, children.
Mmm.
Do you have a family, Sembagare?
Once, and no more.
My tribe were killed while I was tracking.
I'm so sorry.
Me, too. Good night.
Good night.
How big are these night nests?
I don't know.
You mean you've forgotten.
How can I forget? I never knew.
Night nests, Sembagare.
You know, George Schaller's book says,
"We count the gorilla's night nests to get the census."
I don't know about gorillas.
Of course you know about gorillas. You're a tracker.
Yes, of buffalo, antelope and elephant.
What?
Hey! Hey!
That's great. That's just great.
What the hell have you been doing for the last five hours?
I've been waiting for you to show me.
Shit.
Oh, shit.
Shit!
"March 23, 1967.
"Dear Dr. Leakey,
"Sembagare and I are doing our best to track the gorillas.
"We're covering a lot of ground, but making very little progress.
"The only guide we've got is Schaller's book.
"So far, we haven't had any luck.
"I'm not discouraged, but I'm starting to think
"I'll spend my six months in Africa without ever seeing any."
April 22nd. Dear Miss Fossey,
surely you didn't expect the beggars to come out and line up
so you could count them.
These animals are being methodically wiped off the face of the Earth.
They hold a clue to the way man adapted to his environment.
That's why it's essential we discover...
I know that. I'm not an imbecile.
I know you're not an imbecile,
but we must remember the elementary steps
one overlooks in situations like this.
Maybe I'm just no good at this.
Six weeks.
Six whole weeks, and not a single gorilla...
Shit.
Shit. I sat in shit.
Oh, my God. It's gorilla spoor.
And it's fresh.
It most certainly is.
Go on.
Just you wait, Louis Leakey. Just you wait.
So beautiful.
No, mademoiselle, no.
Run, run, mademoiselle!
Oh, God!
Are you all right?
Yes.
What does Schaller's book say when a gorilla charges?
It says, "Never run."
Oh!
God, he was big. How much do you think he weighed?
Maybe two or three men.
I'm sorry. It was my fault. I did not do my job.
So fast. I didn't think he could move that fast.
Oh, mademoiselle. No, mademoiselle, no!
Stop it! Stop it!
What the hell are you doing?
Get your hands off! That's my property! That's my work!
Stop it! Damn it!
Sembagare! Tell them, Sembagare! Tell them!
What's he saying? What's he saying?
Here in Kivu, there's problem. They don't want white people.
It's okay. I have work permit. Work permit.
I have permission. I have permission.
Tell him. Tell him, Sembagare.
No, no. No!
Sembagare!
I'm not leaving!
British people out!
I'm not British! Look! I'm American!
From now on, I'll shoot!
Are you in charge here?
Are you in charge? Are you in charge?
Get your filthy hands off me! Get off me!
Find Roz Carr! American woman. Across the border!
Sembagare, run! Run!
I will get Roz Carr.
Run!
Out, out!
Thanks for the lift!
We don't want any foreign spies in our country.
Arar, Tanga! Let her through!
Don't touch me!
Passport.
"Dr. Leakey, we have been thrown out of the Congo,
"all my research destroyed.
"This place is a disaster. Some 'little' civil war.
"For two days now, I've been trying to reach Roz Carr's plantation..."
Do you know Roz Carr?
"...and I'm afraid I'll never see Sembagare again."
I told you. I told you.
Sembagare's a good tracker. The best.
I won't ask how you got here.
I'm not sure how I got here. Thanks.
Good God!
What happened to you, child?
Oh, here. You look exhausted. Come inside.
Oh, what happened?
Come in.
Mrs. Carr.
I'm just writing to my dear patron, Dr. Leakey,
letting him know that things have hit a small snag.
Pleased to see you're looking better. Would you like some breakfast?
I'd like to wrap Louis Leakey's cane around his neck.
Thank you.
My resignation.
You're leaving?
What else can I do?
Don't look at me like that.
I can't offer you a job when I don't have one myself.
Can I?
Now he can't speak English.
Sembagare, it's not like I'm giving up.
I was kicked out. I didn't have a choice.
I'm going to go home.
I'm going to buy the sexiest dress I can find,
I'm going to marry David,
and he's never going to hear another peep out of me.
There's always war and poverty here,
but I love these people, and I cannot bear their suffering.
Sometimes it seems so hopeless that I think I will leave.
I never really decided to stay,
but each time I came up for air,
it was spring, and I was planting again.
The truth is, I love it here. This is my home.
You've really made a life for yourself here.
How far away are those mountains from Kabara?
Oh, not far, really, but Kabara is on the Congolese side,
and the border's closed.
But gorillas don't know borders. They don't need passports.
Whatever are you talking about?
Dian?
Dian.
Oh, God, that letter!
I've got to stop that awful letter!
Wait! Dian!
"Dr. Leakey, we are starting up again,
"this time from the Rwandan side, where there is no civil war.
"Sembagare has put together a new team, and we begin at daybreak tomorrow.
"This time, I have bought a gun.
"If any civil war comes my way, it had better watch its ass.
"I'll write again once we've established base camp.
"P.S. I'm enclosing bills for necessities..."
Miss Fossey, if you expect the National Geographic
to pay for a hair dryer and nail polish,
you have another thing coming.
Now, the first item on the agenda is a new census.
This time when you begin, I suggest you follow Schaller.
Try counting night nests as a guide to how many there might be.
Mount Karissimbi.
Mount Visoke.
Karisoke Research Centre!
"We have established our new base in excellent gorilla country,
"dense vegetation, steep slopes.
"I have been in contact with gorilla groups almost daily.
"The most complete counts we've been able to make
"is half of what it was seven years ago."
The number of gorillas that you report is appallingly low.
At this rate, the poachers will have wiped out the entire species
within the next five years.
That makes it even more urgent that we...
"For some time now,
"I have been following one particular gorilla group,
"which I shall call 'group four'."
"I have been able to get progressively closer to the females and the young,
"but the silverback remains aloof.
"He keeps his distance, but watches everything very carefully.
"I'm moving to within 30 to 60 feet of them, and they do not seem afraid.
"I'm hoping to get closer..."
Dian, the great George Schaller,
who spent his life studying animals in the wild,
was wise enough to keep his distance. Please be careful.
"For the first time, last week, a couple of them actually approached me.
"They were boisterous and high-spirited.
"The silverback watched with great interest."
Dian, I urge you for once in your life to be cautious.
George Schaller himself was never able
to make actual physical contact with a gorilla group,
and the male silverback can be dangerous.
"Last week several young gorillas played around me for over an hour.
"There aren't words to describe my emotions.
"It's made everything we've been through worthwhile.
"I suppose my only regret is that, except for Sembagare,
"I have no one to share this with.
"To be perfectly frank,
"I think they're quite confused as to my species.
"I've gotten them accustomed to me by mimicking them,
"and they're fascinated by my grimaces and actions
"that I wouldn't be caught dead doing in front of anyone.
"I feel like a complete fool, but this technique seems to be working,
"and because of the increased proximity,
"I've been able to observe a lot never recorded before."
Miss Fossey,
that was undoubtedly the most foolhardy,
the most harebrained, lunatic thing I've ever heard of.
However, since you seem to have been successful,
congratulations.
It is an amazing accomplishment, and I'm quite proud of you.
The National Geographic has approved new funding
and extended your work permit.
I cannot tell you how pleased I am that you're staying on with us.
I am, of course, sorry for your young man back in the States,
but if you pointed out how much he was saving on candy bars and cigarettes,
not to mention lipstick and shampoo,
I'm certain his disappointment would be tempered.
Hey! Don't you dare cook Moosey.
What? No further.
What is it? Sumu.
Black magic.
Black magic?
What is all this?
Batwa cemetery.
Oh!
No! Put it back!
The stones around the grave keep the soul in the ground at peace.
The circle joins two souls and makes them one forever.
Batwa. We have disturbed their burial place.
Oh, shit.
They want you to kneel down.
Do it!
He wants to touch your hair. Let him.
What was that all about?
Your hair is color of fire. They think you are a witch.
Oh, yeah?
They wouldn't be the first.
I got it!
I got my work permit renewed, after four hours of batting my eyelashes.
I need a treat, so I'll be back.
Where did you get this?
Mama, Mama.
Sembagare!
I just want to ask you...
I just want to talk to you!
They say this park is protected.
These Batwa spring traps everywhere.
Some protection. No animal is safe around here.
Beautiful!
That's what it's all about.
Oh, no!
His back is broken from the fall. He'll be dead soon.
In 30 minutes, it will be all over.
That's too long.
The Batwa did this!
And their fathers and their fathers before them.
And their sons and their grandsons after them.
I don't think so.
If they want a witch, I'll give them a witch.
Fourth and fifth digits webbed.
Hello, Digit.
This here is her house.
Thanks.
Great to be your helper.
Good night.
Good night, sir.
What the hell's going on in there?
What is that?
Hello?
That's pretty good. Had me fooled.
Hi. I'm Bob Campbell.
Rotten lousy weather you have up here. Sorry I'm a day-and-a-half late.
I sent a message from Kigali.
No?
That's Africa for you.
What was the message?
I'm here to photograph your apes.
They're mountain gorillas.
You can't take photographs.
Who the hell did you say you were?
Bob Campbell, National Geographic.
I've got to get warm.
This might explain things for you.
Cold enough in here to hang meat.
Here you go.
I'll save you the eyestrain.
National Geographic want pictures.
It's a matter of not biting the hand that feeds you.
Do you have any experience with animals, Mr. Campbell?
In 1950, I was bitten by a snake in the outback.
There you go. I was 20.
In '58, a Bengal tiger, Shivpuri, India.
Gee, they don't seem to like you very much.
No, they don't.
In '64, I went through the ice in Alaska. I had to tread 48-degree water.
I've had a pathological fear of the cold ever since.
You can bunk with Rushemba, first tent on the right.
Good night.
Ow!
Bloody woman and her monkeys.
What is this stuff?
Good morning, Mr. Campbell.
Are you having trouble?
Nettles aren't nearly as dramatic as Bengal tigers.
They bloody hurt.
Oh, if you think they hurt now, wait a few hours.
Thanks.
You can come with us, but no pictures,
and you have to stay at least 30 feet back,
so put those away.
Now.
Yes, ma'am.
Damn.
Gorillas get caught in these traps.
Sembagare and I went through four days ago.
We cut 11 traps.
So, imagine a carefree animal.
Damn Batwa!
You can't put all the blame on the Batwa.
No?
They've been feeding their families like this for generations.
If you're going to blame anyone, blame the doctor in Miami.
He hires the bloke that hires the Batwa.
The Batwa get to feed their kids, the middleman gets a silk shirt,
and the doctor gets a gorilla-hand ashtray for his coffee table
and a big gorilla head for his wall.
I can't get to the doctor in Miami.
You ever been to a doctor's office that didn't have a copy of National Geographic?
Have you?
When you photograph,
no sudden movements, stay low,
no pointing or waving, that frightens them,
and not too much direct eye contact, or the silverback may charge.
If he does, stand your ground.
Never, ever run from a gorilla.
And don't scratch.
You have any calamine lotion?
Better than that, my own brew.
Is it true you're a witch?
That's what the Batwa say.
It just looks like guacamole.
Great.
The latest in modern medicine.
Well,
good night.
Good night.
Thanks for the lesson in gorilla etiquette.
What?
It means "brightness and light."
Sembagare, really.
Obviously they know I'm not a gorilla, but the sound reassures them.
So, what do you want?
The gorillas. You with the gorillas.
I'll go... I'll go over there.
All right.
They don't know you.
They've never seen a tripod, so move very slowly.
Hello, Tiger. Hello.
Wow.
Break off one of those stems and pretend to eat.
Act submissive.
I've never been so submissive in my life.
Where is he?
Losing interest.
Could you go over to him?
Digit?
Now?
Is it all right?
I'm starting to be able to tell the difference between them now.
Yeah. They...
As you can see, they're all very different,
and they all have very different characters.
No two have the same noseprint, right?
Right.
Effie and Marquesa, they're...
Marquesa has...
The bridge of her nose has a curve.
She has a curve.
She has a line.
A beautiful line.
A beautiful shape.
A beautiful curve.
I was amazed when he came so close to you.
Digit and I have a strange connection.
He has no peers in his group.
He's alone. I understand that.
Why is that?
It's nice to see a married man who can sew.
How'd you know I was married?
The night you arrived,
you shook the rain off your parka outside the door
so you wouldn't get the floor wet.
Does it matter?
Apparently not.
Wow.
How'd you go? Get everything on your list?
Eight more Halloween masks.
Only red ones, or ones with red hair.
I won't even ask why, but I'll try to get some for you in Nairobi.
Look what you've got.
Oh, look what I did.
Oh, sorry.
What else are you going to do in Nairobi?
What do you mean?
Nothing. Never mind.
Looks bad for flying.
It'll pass.
I don't think so.
Those puddle-jumpers can fly through anything.
I know these storms. High winds and heavy rainfall.
You shouldn't be flying. I'm right about this.
Yes, you are right.
I will be seeing my wife.
I know.
I love you.
What?
Oh, no!
Oh, my God.
Oh, no.
No!
Daveed, I believe you're a good boy.
And I have lovely goodies here for such a good boy.
You can have it if you tell me where they took her.
Tie him.
Turn him around.
Bring him to me!
You tell me!
Tell me! Tell me, damn it!
The man who buys the animals...
Yes?
He wanted the baby gorilla.
He stays at hotel.
Where?
At Ruhengeri.
Good boy.
Wait here.
Usheppe, get the tire iron.
Come on.
Oh, shit.
Come here.
How could they do this?
Claude Van Vecten!
Which one of you is Claude Van Vecten?
Are you responsible for kidnapping this animal?
How dare you break into...
If I ever see you or your meat wagon again,
you might end up in a wooden box!
Bill of sale, madam, from the Minister of the Interior.
I am going to have you arrested.
You try it. Just try it.
You piece of shit!
Bastard.
Mukara, wait! Wait!
I'm Dian Fossey. I have to talk to you.
I know who you are. You live with the gorillas.
I don't live with them. I study them. I count them.
And today there's six less than yesterday.
I don't understand.
Give her to me.
This baby gorilla's been sold to a zoo broker.
Yes, I know. I sold it. Just...
Why?
Money. Lots of it.
Five gorillas were killed in the bargain protecting this baby.
They were murdered by poachers.
The gorilla population is half what it was 10 years ago.
Your problem is decreasing gorillas. Mine is increasing people.
We're on opposite sides of the same problem.
Can I have this water?
Sure.
That kind of money provides people with food, clothing, shoes, medicine.
Necessities.
Do you want to compare priorities, Miss Fossey?
No, I don't.
The Virungas are supposed to be protected parks land.
Where's the protection?
Protection is expensive.
Make new laws, raise taxes,
but give my gorillas the protection they deserve.
Your gorillas?
As I recall, Miss Fossey,
you're a visitor on a yearly renewable work permit.
Now, I don't believe that status entitles you to make government policy.
What about this poor baby?
This animal's going to die in 24 hours.
You'll be giving back all that money
because Van Vecten doesn't look like the kind of guy to buy dead property.
I could try to make her well enough to make that journey if...
If?
If you give me five men to train as rangers, antipoaching rangers.
Four men, and you pay half their salary.
Three men, and you pay all their salary.
Agreed.
Got to eat something, you know. I know you're hungry.
Just try. Just try a little.
Just a little bit, no?
It's got lots of vitamins in it.
Taste it?
What about this? This is good.
Smell familiar? Does this smell like home?
Pucker, don't do this to me.
Look at this.
Mmm.
Very tasty.
You don't want any, though, do you?
Do you want some?
Come on. That a girl.
That a girl.
That's pretty good.
Now you can sleep.
Dian Fossey!
Pucker, look who's here!
Pucker, meet Bob.
Hey, it's my turn!
Jealous.
Yeah.
The tub's for me.
A daily scalding might just make this climate bearable.
You were meant to be a surprise.
That's a girl.
Oh, she's adorable.
And this is for you.
Beautiful. Look at you.
You like her?
Oh, she's so beautiful.
Break these strips up and burn them.
They're new.
I've hired antipoaching patrols.
My woman's the only woman in the world with her own private army.
I have so much to tell you. Pucker was kidnapped. I had...
I know all about it, and so does most of Rwanda,
Nairobi, London and New York.
You, my beautiful, are becoming a legend.
Would you like to go to the movies?
Can I have a bath first?
You can have a bath second.
Sembagare.
Why am I in this movie so much?
Hey.
'Cause you're the story. You're what people are interested in.
The gorilla girl.
Makes me look like some real weirdo.
Well, crawling around the mud in this climate after a bunch of gorillas
might just be perceived as weird.
Do you think I'm weird?
Yes, I do. Absolutely. Without question.
I also think you are wonderful.
Which comes first, weird or wonderful?
Weird.
The gorillas look great.
Look at that.
See anyone you know?
I've asked my wife for a divorce.
Did you hear me?
I'm scared.
You're scared?
I'm about to marry a girl who may have gorillas for bridesmaids,
and you're scared?
You should be scared.
You know what I want?
I want to get this film finished, be well paid for it,
go to a warm climate,
and be around to make love to you on your 64th birthday.
Good dog. Yes.
Good dog.
Dian!
What?
Well, he's got the shape of the face, but he missed on the nose.
That's not funny.
Where'd they get your hair?
I haven't seen my hairbrush for a while...
You've got these Batwa very upset.
I'm not running for Miss Congeniality.
That a good girl.
Be a minute.
We've got to go now. Van Vecten's men are ready to leave.
Come on. Come on.
Yes, look at this yummy drink.
Come on. Let's go.
Up you go. Yes. That's a good girl.
What a good girl you are. Yes.
Yes, that's it.
Here's some nice cabbage.
Okay, Pucker, in we go. That's a girl.
Come on.
There's a nest inside here and lots of water.
It's going to be fine. Really.
Be brave. Be brave.
Off you go.
I'm sorry.
Go on. I'm sorry!
Pucker.
God!
You know, if you could mix up a shrinking potion,
Witch Fossey,
we could sit on this twig, float down this stream, into the Nile,
go through the Sudan, past Cairo,
pop out into the Mediterranean somewhere near Alexandria,
where I'd buy a bottle of red vino,
and I would toast your beauty.
Dian, we can't stay on this mountain forever.
Sure, we can.
The pictures are selling very well. Job offers are coming.
But the gorillas are here.
I'm here.
We'll get someone to manage the center part of the year,
one of those researchers who writes to you.
I don't want a lot of snotty little scientists with slide rules up their back pockets
peering at my gorillas.
Now, hold on. I'm talking about six months.
Six months here.
Six months out of here. That's all.
You know, I just can't imagine not being out with them every day,
seeing their faces, hearing them and smelling them.
Every time I think I know everything there is to know about a gorilla,
the next day something completely new happens.
I'm hooked.
How can I give that up?
Yeah.
Dian?
This is from the Geographic.
I've been offered a job in Borneo.
They want you to come, too.
Studying primates.
Your field.
Dian?
Is the projector well-packed?
Yes.
Good.
That's both the tripods there, is it?
Look, I got to go, all right?
It's a job.
I can't go the rest of my life without working.
I'm sorry.
I'm not like you. I can't spend the rest of my life up here.
I wish I could.
I'm sorry.
I'll write to you soon, but in the meantime,
can you please get a two-way radio so I can at least talk to you?
If you go,
don't write.
Please don't come back.
Let's go.
You're our very first research students, actually, guinea pigs.
It's a long road. Here.
What's in here, rocks?
Mukara.
What did Van Vecten want?
It seems the Cologne Zoo wants another gorilla.
But don't worry, I told him that's all over.
One gorilla wasn't enough?
Pucker died a year after delivery.
Good for Pucker.
When Leakey died, I almost chucked it all and went home.
Then I thought of my gorillas.
I haven't lost one to poachers in over 10 months.
That's a record.
What does "toto nyoka" mean?
Who called you that?
Nwaka.
It means, affectionately, "the worm boy."
Great.
Look around you. This is as close to God as you get.
Let's go.
Get down!
I don't know this one.
No, don't move.
Oh, it's just a bluff.
Kim? Good morning.
Lovely weather. Better put your hood on. You'll go with Sembagare and me today.
Good morning, Brendan.
Larry, you're late again.
It is not my job to get you up in the morning. Be on time, please.
Brendan and Larry, you go with the rangers.
Dominique, show them how to cut traps.
In fact, all of you need to be much better with the panga.
Dian, may I have a word, please?
What is it?
I know how important it is to cut traps,
but I am so close to getting my data for the birth frequency graph.
Brendan, you know the rule.
You cannot research them
unless you put in the time to protect them, all right?
Now, no more of that "me-itis." Let's go.
Simba's much bigger.
Yeah.
She's due in about two weeks now.
Check out the proud father over there, Digit.
Is the infant quailing?
That's right. You've been doing your homework.
In your book, you mention a great lobelia fern near here.
Could I see it?
Giant lobelia. Giant lobelia.
Could I see it today with you?
Sure.
Digit's group.
Go on.
Digit.
No, mademoiselle.
What about the rest of the group?
They got away.
Tell him he no longer has his courage or his men.
Ruhengeri Police.
How could you do that?
I don't care what that man did. This isn't your private kingdom.
That was sick.
You think I'm sick?
Am I a murderer?
Did I do this?
This won't stop until those butchers are stopped!
What are you crying about? I have been wasting my time with you.
Sembagare!
I found these.
Leave them.
Mademoiselle. Mademoiselle!
No, mademoiselle.
No. Get out of there!
No. Stop it!
I mean it! Stay out.
No. No. No, mademoiselle!
Stay out of there.
Kim?
Kim, I'd like to talk to you, please.
May I come in?
Oh, God.
This isn't a summer camp.
If you want to crawl into each other's beds, you can do it somewhere else, all right?
You're fired!
You can't fire us! We work for the Leakey Foundation!
Get off my mountain!
What are you staring at, you stupid, lazy wogs?
If you'd done your job, none of this would've happened.
Please don't speak to them that way.
I pay them. I can talk to them the way I want to.
You don't pay them that much.
I pay them plenty.
Sembagare, whose side are you on?
I'm on your side.
I'm always on your side, mademoiselle.
But you have made me ashamed of you.
They took his head and his hands.
They took his head.
I heard Digit's group last night,
near the west ravine.
Oh, get on with it, Sembagare.
Hi, Maggie. I'm back. Hello.
How are you?
Yes.
Oh, yes.
I don't see Simba.
Simba's not here.
Oh, no.
No?
No. Nothing.
Simba.
Hi.
Hello. Hello.
Fourth and fifth digits webbed. I know you.
Nice ring, Van Vecten.
Zoo sale profits?
Miss Fossey, where did you see your first wild animal?
The zoo, wasn't it?
You like this ring? You want to keep the hand this ring is on?
If I see or hear or smell you anywhere near my gorillas,
you'll be writing with your other hand, and I'll have a new ashtray, understand?
You are mad.
Yes, I am mad. I am crazy.
You go too far.
Good! Don't push me.
I'll push you off the Earth, you murderer!
Mukara was here this afternoon. He is very angry with you.
He says you're telling people there's typhoid here on the mountain.
Mademoiselle, the government needs money from the tourists.
They get very mad if you scare these people away.
Mukara also said last week you shot a tourist in the meadow.
Now, that is not true. I shot way over their heads.
They are not going to turn this mountain into a big damn zoo.
They're not.
Mademoiselle, Mukara told me to tell you
if you continue to do this, they will not give you a new work permit.
Did he, now?
A three-year work permit issued 10 days ago.
They can't touch me now.
That's a beauty.
You're beautiful.
Yes.
Wow.
"For as much as it hath pleased almighty God
"with His great mercy to take unto himself
"the soul of our dear sister here departed.
"Almighty God,
"who did send so far Thine only son
"to seek and to save that which was lost,
"look down in mercy."
Oh, I wish you'd leave Karisoke for good before it kills you.
I always thought I'd go back to the States sooner or later.
I really expected to get married, have children.
Instead, you've got a mountain full of gorillas
who wouldn't be alive if it weren't for you.