Jojo!
Jojo! Jojo!
Your precious man-eater is still alive.
[Beeping]
Oh, shit. Where's Aviva?
[Dog barks]
[Dog whines]
Hey! What are you doing?
[Speaks Swahili]
[Shouts in Swahili]
- OK. - [Shouts]
[Shouts]
No! No! No!
Please stop.
Get off me!
[Shouts]
No!
Aviva?
Aviva, what happened? What happened?
What's going? What happened?
Oh, my God.
That fucking grenade drove him up here.
[Beeping]
- He's moving away now. - Get what gear you can salvage.
- We'll pull out tomorrow. - OK.
[Steven gagging]
[Steven] Shit.
Bit of a setback, I'll grant you, but we're so close.
It's over.
I know we're all upset right now,
but things'll look different in the morning.
We're going home. I don't want any more blood on my hands.
In shallow water, we'll...
I don't give a damn about your crocodile!
I never did. A man's dead. We're out first thing in the morning.
- No. We leave now. - Are you kidding?
- It's pitch black out there. - I know the trail.
I can get us back to the village.
- It's not safe here. Come on. - Gustave's at least a mile off.
I'm not talking about Gustave.
Where's the computer? Where's the computer?
[Speaking Swahili]
He works for Little Gustave.
[Shouts]
Where is he taking us?
To the water. Easier to dump our bodies.
- I'm gonna make my move. - You won't make two feet.
Six on one, half a dozen on the other.
- Oh, God. Oh, God. - [Shouts]
Sorry I called you an asshole.
Sorry I am one.
Oh, God. Oh, God.
- What? What? - On your knees. On your knees.
[Shouts in Swahili]
On your knees!
Knees!
Fuck you. I'm not getting on my knees.
[Shouts]
No!
- [Gunshot] - [Thud]
- You OK? - Yeah.
[Steven] Jojo?
If I have to shove you up my ass to get your through customs,
you are going to America.
Thank you.
[Aviva] We need to get a first-aid kit.
[Tim] It was destroyed back at the camp.
[Krieg] There's one in the fishing hut.
You call this a first-aid kit?
Morphine.
Rachel, it's Aviva Masters. Can you hear me?
- Forgive me if it hurts. - I need to speak to Roger.
OK, all right, listen. I need to get him a message.
I don't care what he's doing.
People are trying to kill us here. Rachel!
Can you hear me? He has our location.
Send an airlift immediately.
Rachel?
Ugh! Rachel!
- Shit. - Ona, my love.
- [Aviva] Damn it! - We're so fucked.
- My wife. - I don't know if she heard me.
- Gustave killed my wife. - What?
Ona was bathing in the river,
right in front of our home,
as she'd done a thousand times.
Those scars, I gave him those.
I shot him again and again.
As he took her under...
...I heard her scream.
[Beeping]
He's coming.
Jojo, there!
Ona, forgive me.
No revenge.
- Jojo, can you see anything? - No, nothing!
[Sobbing] I broke my promise.
I'm sorry.
[Beeping continues]
- [Gun clicks] - Fuck!
[Yelling]
- Matt! - Run!
Run! Run!
- Matt! - [Gasping]
Oh, Jesus!
- Grab him, guys! You have him? - Come on!
Hold on! Grab something!
Krieg!
Get Krieg!
- Let me go. - No. There's still time.
Come on.
No. He dies with me.
What are you doing?
He did it.
- [Collins muttering in Latin] - [Steven] I'm sick of this.
I feel like a pork chop on Queen Latifah's dinner plate.
- I say we make a run for it. - I wouldn't.
- [Beeping] - He's still in the grass.
Maybe he's sleeping.
Or digesting, making room for more.
- Hey, Matt. - [Mutters]
- Hey, Matt! - [Grunts]
What are you doing? Praying to Satan?
Latin nomenclature. Helps me stay awake.
Oh. Well, join the party. How much can this croc eat?
When there's abundant food, they'll eat until they're sick.
Then they'll throw up and eat some more.
Really, it's appropriate that we die this way.
Can we just talk about something else, please?
OK, Aviva. What's the deal with you and Roger Sharpe?
I go to dinner with him, OK? We go to art openings.
And...
- Well, people just assume. - Of course they do.
Do you think if he gave a damn about me, I'd be here right now?
He just, he likes to be seen with women.
Roger's gay?
The international playboy? Married six times?
He's not tapping your ass, somebody's tapping his?
OK, you guys, don't say anything, please.
Aviva, who the fuck am I gonna tell, Jojo?
Hey, Jojo, you know Roger Sharpe?
- No. - He's gay.
OK.
[Helicopter approaches]
[Yelling]
- [Aviva] Roger got the message. - [Yelling]
They're looking for the camp. Come on.
Aviva. Let me go first.
Steven, don't splash. You'll attract him.
Come on, guys!
Hey!
[Yelling]
Down!
Matt, get down!
[Gunmen speak Swahili]
[Whispers] What's happening?
[Speak Swahili]
I'm dead.
Why did they kill him? What did they want?
Searching. Look for computer.
Little Gustave, he killed the shaman.
- It's on the tape. - At the bottom of the swamp.
[Steven] You go tell 'em. We'll wait here.
That's all you got? They got AK-47 s, Jojo.
Who the fuck are you, Lee Harvey Oswald?
- [Shouting] - Shit.
Come on, come on! Run!
Split up!
Go for the trees!
Oh!
Fuck!
I hate fucking Africa!
[Yelling]
Let him go! Let him go!
[Speaks Swahili]
Now! Let him go!
Jojo, you OK?
- [Speaks Swahili] - Shut your mouth!
Please!
Don't move!
I don't want to shoot you!
[Clicks]
[Yells]
I'd never say this in front of a bunch of white people,
but slavery was a good thing.
Anything you gotta do to get the fuck out of Africa
is OK with me.
[Tim] Steven!
[Beeping]
Shit. I gotta find him. Here, take Jojo.
- Tim. - I'll be fine. Promise.
Keep going. Move. Go!
Punk bitch.
Shit!
[Tim] Steven!
[Beeping]
Steven!
Jojo, I'll never turn my back on you. Come on.
Come on, come on.
No.
Come on.
[Aviva] Stay with me. Stay with me.
Jojo.
Oh, no. Tim.
He's lost a lot of blood. I... I don't know what to do.
Where's Steven?
I can't find him.
No.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I know what the shaman meant now when they said it's our fault.
What? What do you mean?
Gustave.
Civil war, genocide, all those bodies floating in the water.
That's where he got a taste for human flesh.
We make, create, our own monsters.
- It's Harry. That's Harry. - Here!
Mr. Manfrey, Roger Sharpe has been frantic.
We've been looking for you all over.
I can't believe you found us. This boy is shot.
We can't find our cameraman.
- I've never been so scared. - Where are the others?
- They're dead. - All of them?
What a terrifying ordeal you must have been through.
What has become of the rest of the tape?
What? We need to find Steven and get Jojo to a doctor.
It will be best to recover your equipment now.
Anything of value does tend to disappear.
[Aviva] I don't care about the tape anymore. It doesn't matter.
I just wanna find Steven.
You are a very perceptive man, Mr. Manfrey.
It's best if we are honest with one another.
- What do you mean? - [Speaks Swahili]
I was photographed in a rather compromising position.
Where is the computer?
He works for Little Gustave too.
[Laughs]
So many of us here lead double lives.
In the city I'm just another functionary,
but in the bush, I am God.
He is little Gustave.
Very few people are aware of that.
We lost the laptop. Besides, you weren't even recognizable.
A man in my position can never stop worrying.
Harry, we have to get Jojo to a hospital.
Please, he's gonna die.
Isn't that tragic?
Thousands like him die every day here in Africa.
- Where is the computer? - Why would we tell you, Harry?
You're just gonna shoot us.
Fuck you!
There are worse things than death.
Harry, wait! The computer.
It's rigged with an electronic locator.
- You'll find it with this. - [Beeping]
I am not good with American toys. Take me to it.
[Groaning]
Tell me, did you ever find your crocodile?
- Your men killed it. - A public service.
So now there's only Little Gustave. Push it in.
What the hell are you waiting for? Push it in!
[Slow beeping]
- What are you doing? - It's moonshine.
- I'm a little nervous. Do you mind? - Drink up.
Thanks.
[Groans]
Come on!
[Faster beeping]
[Rapid beeping]
Must have dropped the computer up past the reeds there.
We'll stay here.
You go get it.
[Groaning]
- Sit. - [Grunts]
Go.
[Rapid beeping]
[Rapid beeping continues]
[Speaks Swahili]
Jesus.
[Beeping stops]
Oh, man.
I wonder who will come next.
What pretty young reporter will be sent
to tell the hideous story of your death?
[Man singing]
I got it.
[Mutters indistinctly]
[Yelling]
[Groans]
- Aviva! - Tim!
You OK? Let's go.
- [Shouting] - [Gunshot]
[Chuckling]
[Gun clicks]
Don't worry. I have plenty more.
[Rumbling]
Don't move.
[Dog barks]
It's Wiley. Come on, Wiley! Come on!
Aviva, no.
Come here, Wiley. Wiley, come here.
Aviva.
Come on! Move it! Move! Hurry!
- Come on! - Wiley, come!
Go! Go! Go!
Go!
- Put it in low! - I'm trying, I'm trying.
- You have it in low? - I know how to drive. It's stuck.
It can't be stuck. It's a fucking Range Rover!
Come on! Move!
[Grunting]
- Watch out! - [Screaming]
[Shouting, yelling]
Get him!
Die, you piece of shit.
- Let's go! - Hang on!
[Groans]
- You... are you OK? - Yeah. Go!
All right. Here's to Africa, Tim.
All right, man. Put the camera down.
Seriously, Tim. Please.
Seriously. I'm behind the scenes.
Behind the scenes. Put my fucking...
Put my camera down. Tim, put my cam...
Come on, man. This is childish, man. This is childish.
Tim, drop the camera, take two steps back
before somebody gets hurt.
[Speaks Swahili]
- [Turbulence] - [Whimpers]
- [Whines] - Shh.
Shh.
[Speaks Swahili]
[Screaming]
[African music]