Well, I spotted at least one of them in the thicket.
Samuel, you're coming with me.
Chances are I'm going to kill that lion in the thicket.
Colonel, why don't you take the higher position there in case he gets through us?
You'll have a clear shot at him.
Aah!
Shoot him.
Shoot him! Goddamn it! Shoot him!
Shoot him!
What happened?
I don't know.
What do you mean, you don't know?
Misfire.
That the first time?
The gun belongs to Dr. Hawthorne.
You exchanged weapons?
You went into battle with an unproven rifle?
Whew!
They got an expression in prizefighting.
Everybody's got a plan until they've been hit.
Well, my friend...
you've just been hit.
The getting up...
that's up to you.
Samuel: They say they are leaving now
because it does no good to be here.
They are not lions.
They are the Ghost and the Darkness.
Samuel's voice: The Masai did not see a lion.
They saw the devil.
They knew there was not enough blood in all the world
to make these demons stop drinking.
Remington laughed at us.
He said that they were only lions.
Remington: Gentlemen, there is no smell of sickness
and very little blood.
We have removed all of the lions' temptations.
Now, when we leave this evening,
I want you to lock this gate securely until the morning.
Keep those fires burning high. Are there any questions?
Aren't there any questions?
All right, you two sleep beautifully in your tent, and you stay there.
And where will you two sleep beautifully?
Colonel Patterson and I will spend the night waiting in the old hospital.
Won't we, Colonel?
And I can assure you, with the fresh scent of blood,
those lions are going to find it irresistible.
Just think about something else.
Have you ever failed?
Only in life.
I meant to ask you, that trap you set in the boxcar,
was that your idea?
Aye.
Excellent notion.
I used the same device myself once.
But, of course, yours worked.
No.
No, in point of fact, it didn't.
It was still a good idea.
Psst! Psst!
Johnny... get the lock.
Aah!
We must not leave.
That's my hospital, for God's sake!
We must not leave!
Let me go, Samuel.
Uh! Uh!
Aah!
Hurry up!
Get on!
One of us needs to be brave.
Would have been a beautiful bridge, Johnny.
It's funny how I didn't notice it before.
I guess I had some other things on my mind.
It's not actually something I would appreciate,
except, you know, I got up this morning, and...
It's just such a pretty design,
and the setting is so beautiful.
You've just been hit.
Yeah.
The getting up is up to you.
And they're only lions.
Yeah.
Yeah, they're only lions, yeah.
Well, I just saw some fresh paw prints
heading out that way...
So I guess we've both been hit.
Let's go after them.
Hey...
Hee hee hee!
Yeah.
Hoo!
Remington: Oh, Johnny boy.
Oh, Johnny boy.
Remington: When I was growing up,
there was a bully in my hometown.
He used to terrorize everybody,
but he wasn't the problem.
He had a brother was worse than him,
but he wasn't the problem either.
One or the other of them was always in jail.
The problem was when they were together.
Alone they were just bullies,
but together... whew!
They were lethal.
They were real killers.
What happened to them?
Well, I got bigger.
Oh, my God.
Ohh.
Holy Christ.
Lions don't do this.
Lions...
never had a lair like this.
They're doing it for the pleasure.
They'll know we've been here.
Oh, my God.
Both of them.
Yeah, it's both of them.
Have you ever used a machan?
A what?
Machan.
Is that one of those things you learned in India?
I figure they've got used to me in trees,
so... if we...
put this in a clearing...
I'm not quite sure of the scale.
It might be too small for the both of us.
No, it won't because I ain't gonna be there.
This is your idea. You get up on that thing.
So I'm to be bait alone.
That's right.
I'm going to be in some tree too far away to protect you.
Now, can you control your fear?
I suppose I'll have to.
Samuel: Lions hate the sound of a baboon.
Remington: Anything to make your evening more enjoyable.
Hey, this here's for you.
You might need it.
Well, this certainly is the best opportunity
those lions have had to kill you.
Mzee... good luck.
Patterson: Including the workers that I've lost
and your knowledge of man-eaters,
how many do you think they've killed?
Oh, more than any other lion.
100... maybe more.
But you know something? I do believe this is going to work.
Why?
Because I think they're after you.
Oh, merry Christmas.
What?
Oh, yeah. This is the month.
Son of a bitch.
Excuse me.
Why on earth do you laugh?
Because he is just like one of those bullies now.
He's alone for the first time,
and he's afraid.
Samuel: Somehow...
I don't think he's afraid of me.
Remington: You know, I just keep wondering
if we're going to remember all this.
I love Africa.
I could never forget her.
Oh.
Well, you're young, Johnny.
I mean, so many things flash by,
and at that moment, you say,
"Oh, yeah. This is going to stay with me.
Surely, I will never forget this dawn...
this hunt...
this passion..."
And then... whew!
It's all gone.
But I hope it stays here.
Another toast.
To memory.
I wanted to remember
building the railroad...
the iron snake.
I was so excited.
Now I can't think why.
I know why I wanted to build the bridge,
but I can tell you the memory I wanted most...
to see my son come into the world...
to bring worlds together.
Now, I...
Well, my life...
was shaped because someone invented gunpowder,
and that's what took me around the world.
But the memory that I wanted...
that was the family that I lost.
You know, Charles...
you're a rather cheerful fellow when you get to know you.
Well, I should have warned you.
Good night.
Remington: Oh, Johnny.
When you meet your son,
you hold him high.
Aye.
Excuse me.
I'd like to see John Patterson, please.
Yes, ma'am.
Could you tell him that his wife...
that his family has come to see him?
Sorry.
Mrs. Patterson: Hello!
Hello, darling!
No.
Hello.
Helena!
I can see you.
Go back!
Hello!
No! Go back!
Go back!
Hello!
Aah!
No!
No, Charles.
Oh, God.
Charles!
Mzee!
John!
Where do you think you're going?
I'm going to sort it out.
I'm going...
To sort it out.
Get down!
Get down, John!
Down!
John!
Aah!
Man: Colonel Patterson!
Man: Colonel Patterson.
My name is Nigel Bransford.
I'm here to replace Angus Starling.
I'm so proud to meet you.
Patterson the lion killer.
I do wish I had been here for the hunt.
No, you don't.
John...
Mm-hmm.
Welcome to Tsavo, Nigel.
Ha ha ha!
Samuel: Patterson did hold his son high.
People came back.
Patterson finished the bridge.
People went their ways.
If you want to see the lions today,
you must go to America.
They are at the Field Museum in Chicago, Illinois.
Even now, if you dare lock eyes with them,
you will be afraid.