INDISTINCT CHATTER
IN SWAHILI:
PHONE RINGS
MARTIN SNIFFS
Oh, God...
Hello?
Who is this?
SHE SOBS
Georgia?
What...
What's happened?
Someone killed Emmanuel.
They sent a rental car for me and...
there was a bomb in it.
Are you OK? Are you hurt?
No. No, I'm fine.
Right.
I want you to get on the first plane out of there and get back here now.
No.
It isn't just about Will anymore.
It's about Emmanuel.
I'm going to Kisima tomorrow with Judith. - HE INHALES
That's not a good idea.
Look, I know what you think of me being out here
but things have changed. My friend is dead.
I need to find Pieter Bello and I need you to help me.
Please, Martin.
SHE SOBS
DOCTOR: Mr Helgason.
Thank you for coming in at such short notice.
Of course.
When we met, we discussed the criteria we needed for the trial.
We are looking for specific qualities, specific conditions
in patients that will indicate results best to help our research.
And I'm sorry, but in your instance
we will not be able to perform the surgery.
HE MUMBLES
I don't understand.
Well, the damage to the optic nerve, um...
There are parameters, right?
And other patients who fit these parameters more closely...
Oh, OK. So you've changed the rules.
You're afraid I will affect your results.
I wish, Mr Helgason, that I had better news.
There are a number of other trials, other surgeons working in this field...
Yeah, but none of them are you.
I'm not a religious man. Not anymore.
But then... I hear of you.
A man who works miracles, a man who gives sight to the blind.
And I fly here with money I don't have
and I am reminded once again
of why I decided that faith was a waste of my damn time.
Listen, I--
PHONES RING - INDISTINCT CHATTER
HE SNIFFLES
SHUTTER CLICKS
AZIKIWE, IN FRENCH: Ne t'inquietes pas.
Personne ne te fouillera de trop pres, OK?
GAELLE: Hey!
IN FRENCH: Et ca c'est pour toi...
tu recevras I'autre moitié a ton arrivée a Kinshasa.
WILL CHATTERS
Oh, shit...
Thank you.
Hey, uh...
IN FRENCH:
CHIME
Argh! - IN FRENCH: Pardon.
It's OK, it's OK, uh...
IN FRENCH: Excusez-moi... Pardonnez-moi.
CAPTAIN, IN FRENCH: Nous devons partir.
ATTENDANT, IN FRENCH: Les portes viennent de se fermer.
ll faut que nous recomptions les passagers...
Nous ne quittons pas dans la minute qui suit, méme des heures.
Une énorme putain de tempéte sur Kindu.
HE SIGHS
Ouch. - I know.
It's burned to a crisp.
I was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, but, um...
well, it was really hot outside so I rolled up the sleeves.
THEY LAUGH
Hi, I'm Mikael. I'm an idiot. - Dominique.
Nice to meet you.
REPEATED BEEPS
Oh, uh...
REPEATED BEEPS - Oh!
Mademoiselle, your bag, le sac...
Beep, beep. Alarm.
REPEATED BEEPS
CHIME - ATTENDANT: Asseyez-vous.
ANNOUNCEMENT IN FRENCH - Your seat.
REPEATED BEEPS
LAPTOP CHIMES AND BEEPS
BANG - PEOPLE SCREAM
PEOPLE SCREAM
How many times have I told you...
The window is open.
I can smell that bloody thing from upstairs.
Put it out.
You know it's not good for your hayfever. - HE COUGHS
What's going on with you?
Georgia called again. - What happened?
Things have got complicated.
She needs your help?
Well, for Christ's sakes, help her.
If anyone has the resources, it's you.
She is convinced that Will is somehow still alive.
And she's wrong.
Except you're starting to wonder if she isn't.
HE SIGHS
Someone died in a car-bomb that was meant for her.
But she won't come back.
My God, she's stubborn.
She's been on her own for too long.
You're not the reason for that, love. You have to stop blaming yourself.
Well... I didn't help her when she needed me.
Well, you can sit here feeling sorry for yourself
or you can get up off your arse and help.
Either way, put that bloody thing out.
HE SIGHS
It's round here.
Sorry?
This is the route he took.
Coming the other way, Goma to Kinshasa
but he would have gone over this.
Somewhere there, that's where Will's plane went down.
It's hard to imagine.
It's so beautiful but there's such darkness beneath it.
ARIEL GRUNTS
HE GASPS
HE GROANS
HE GASPS AND GROANS
DOMINIQUE: I thought you were dead.
I thought... Oh, I can't believe it!
I can't believe it... the two of us. I can't believe it.
Yeah... HE GROANS
The plane...
No, no... no, no... there is...
there is no one... alive here...
SHE SOBS There is no one.
Can you walk?
HE GROANS Sure.
Just about. - We need to get out of here.
Should...
Maybe we should wait till light...
No, we must find the rest of the plane.
Yeah. - See if... anyone else survived.
Come, can you? - Yeah, I'm fine...
OK.
ARIEL GRUNTS It's all fine...
Good news, it looks like someone will take you today.
Great. Who?
Well, all the NGOs in this area, they all look after each other
so I put word out
and it seems like there's a medical truck heading through Kisima.
Measles vaccination programme.
I told them you were a journalist, writing about their work in the region.
Thank you.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
IN FRENCH: Hey. Bonjour. Comment ca va?? - Hey. Ca va, et vous?
Bier, merci.
Hello! - Hello.
CHATTER IN FRENCH
WATER RUNS
He did them on that trip. - On that last trip?
Yeah.
Oh, God, it was the biggest bastard of a storm.
Will got stuck in the office.
There was no phone, no internet...
so he drew those.
I couldn't take them down.
Would you mind if I kept this one? - Oh, my God, of course!
Look, the militia groups out where you're going, they should leave you be.
And as far as they're concerned, you're out there vaccinating against disease.
But I can't guarantee anything. - I know.
I really appreciate you getting me here.
I don't know what you're gonna find out there.
But Will meant a lot to me
and that's the only reason why I haven't told you this...
Christ knows maybe it's best not to, but--
What?
What are you talking about?
I don't want you to think that I've held anything back from you, OK?
I heard there was a woman.
Apparently, it happened a few months before the crash.
I don't think it was anything serious. Not for Will.
Except that the woman was the wife of a general in the Congolese army
and apparently Will was terrified that he might find out.
I'm sorry.
And he... told you?
Um...
Did Will tell you he was having an affair?
No.
But when you work with someone, you hear things--
Right, so it was a rumour.
You don't know.
They were seen having supper together, so...
Yeah, but that's office gossip, Judith!
That's people stirring the pot because they're bored.
He wouldn't.
He wouldn't do that.
Just listen for a minute, OK?
If someone has taken Will prisoner, then why?
What if he did dishonour this general?
What has that got to do with a crashed plane?
And how the hell my husband walked off it alive?
I know, and I want answers just like you do.
But I also want you to know the truth.
But I want to tell you everything.
You... you want answers
you have to ask questions.
SHE SIGHS
I think you should go back to work.
MEN SPEAK SWAHILI
IN SWAHILI:
COCKEREL RINGTONE
BEEP
Francais?
My Swahili's for shit. That's what happens when you rely on translators.
English?
Some. - So how did you learn?
Radio? TV?
The UN.
There was a station near my village.
A long time ago.
I have a daughter about your age.
It was her birthday the other day. I sent her a present.
A little plastic kitchen.
Her mother...
Bitch sent it back.
She said I don't understand what she likes. Too young for her.
So she wrapped up something and told my daughter it was from me.
This, all of this, is for her.
Protecting someone's innocence is... an ugly business.
I saw you let your friend go.
It's OK.
I won't tell anyone.
Thank you.
SHE SIGHS
What's your name?
Adidja.
Adidja?
Adidja, listen to me - when we get where we're going
you're going to do something for me the same way I did something for you.
OK?
You must be Georgia. - Yeah.
Tom Jenson.
Hashtag doctor, hashtag legend.
SHE LAUGHS You're one of those.
HE LAUGHS Who do you write for?
Whoever writes me a cheque.
Right, you're off then.
Judith. - Tom.
I hope you don't mind me calling in this favour with your supervisor.
It's fine, really. - You'll look after her
yeah? - Of course.
As long as you know where you're going out there, it's not a problem.
Yeah, right. - HE CHUCKLES
Ca va?
IN FRENCH: Encore merci de faire ca. Je t'en suis tres reconnaissante.
You ready? -I am.
Don't do anything silly, OK? - I need answers.
Me too.
Hi, I'm Georgia. - Fabrice. Welcome, Georgia.
IN FRENCH:
This is Louise, our project coordinator.
Don't take offense at her. She's been doing this forever.
Too many years out here, she's forgotten how to be nice.
IN FRENCH:
IN FRENCH: Déja qu'on espére trop tard a cause du poids supplémentaire...
You speak French? - Not really.
Probably for the best.
Is the first stop Kisima? - Yeah, about four or five hours from here.
Usually.
FRENCH HIP-HOP PLAYS
But if you don't like French hip-hop, it'll feel like ten.
FABRICE CHUCKLES - ENGINE STARTS
IN FRENCH:
SHE SIGHS
ARIEL GRUNTS
DOMINIQUE: How's the pain?
Ah... you mean the sunburn? HE LAUGHS SARCASTICALLY
It's getting better.
HE GROANS AND STUTTERS
Wait, wait, wait, wait...
HE GASPS AND PANTS
Can you try to go further?
HE GRUNTS
God knows how long we've been walking.
We've seen no one, nothing. HE COUGHS
HE COUGHS VIOLENTLY
I'm sorry... I just feel... so weak.
Yeah, we need to get you some water.
HE PANTS How do you feel?
SHE SIGHS Tired. Scared.
But lucky.
It is a miracle that we are even here. - God is...
God is looking down on us.
SHE LAUGHS Well, He didn't look hard enough.
Did you see what happened?
No. I just heard the explosion.
There was a woman... near the front. Pregnant.
She had a laptop and when she... when she opened it, it just...
HE MUTTERS ...boom.
What?
I... I saw her before.
She was, she was given the bag. I don't believe she knew what was inside.
This is crazy.
Come on. Make a move.
No, no, you... - Even if we find some shelter.
You go, you go...
You go, you can walk much further than I can.
I'll only slow you down. - No.
I am not going without you. Come! - Please... please... please.
HE SOBS Please...
I want you to go.
Please, go... - OK, I will get someone.
I will get help.
I'll find someone.
When you get out of here... you tell them.
Tell them about the woman. And the laptop.
People need to know what happened here.
I will.
Dominique.
Please...
please remember the after-sun!
HE LAUGHS AND GROANS
HE PANTS
BIRDS CHIRP
ARIEL GASPS - THEY GASP
IN SWAHILI: Muzungu? Uko mzima?
Help...
HE GROANS Help... help...
HE GROANS
IN SWAHILI: Usijali, utakuwa muzuri. Usijali!
HE GRUNTS
HE COUGHS
HE GROANS
IN FRENCH:
NURSE, IN FRENCH: Un peu d'eau, monsieur?
HE GAGS
HE GASPS AND STUTTERS
IN FRENCH:
You are English?
No. Icelandic.
Ah. It's good to see you awake.
I am Dr Pascal Bourg.
Mikael.
Nice to meet you, Mikael. You are in Heal Africa Hospital in Goma.
You were not a well man when you came in. Internal bleeding.
We had to drain the blood with a chest tube, we made a transfusion.
I found five broken ribs, your lungs had collapsed
and a severely lacerated kidney.
This, I'm afraid, we had to remove.
And yet, here you are.
Th... thank you.
We have a surgeon here, Monsieur Mgala, he is who you should thank.
But as the local do-gooding European, I get to be the one to tell you.
How do you feel?
HE STUTTERS
I feel great.
Of course.
ARIEL GRUNTS It hurts.
It hurts when I breathe.
And it hurts when I don't breathe as well.
But, Doctor, my eyes...
I cannot... I cannot see properly, out the front.
It's... it's a blur.
OK, just stay as still as you can for me.
I cannot be sure but I think perhaps it is the beginning of a retinal haemorrhage.
Both eyes, I would say.
You will need to be transferred to Kinshasa, when it is safe to move you.
Now tell me, is there someone we can call?
Dominique... is she here?
Who? Is she a patient at this hospital?
No, from the flight.
Sankuru. She was on the plane. Dominique.
HE GRUNTS
Do you mean her?
ARIEL: She died?
BOURG: Yes.
Why? - She was not seen at this hospital.
I do not know more than the news tells us.
What happened to you?
They say you were found in the middle of the forest.
Mikael? Can I ask you something?
Were you in that plane?
ARIEL (VO): 1 lied.
And from that day on, Mikael Aranson died.
I became Ariel.
The man in the paper was the same one I saw in the airport.
He handed a bag to that woman.
In that bag was a laptop that blew a hole in the plane and killed 85 people.
Who was he?
The paper didn't give a name, but I knew...
I knew I couldn't tell anyone what happened to me.
Dominique had barely a scratch on her when she left me.
The papers said she died of her injuries.
And is that so impossible?
You didn't see her.
I did.
Do you... do you think she was killed?
How better to make sure no one could tell the truth?
In the newspaper, it said a technical failure.
Nothing about a bomb.
I may not be a smart man, but I am not a stupid one.
I checked out of that hospital as soon as I possibly could.
And when I managed to get across the border...
they said it was too late.
The retinas in both my eyes had completely haemorrhaged.
I still think it was punishment.
Losing my eyesight.
For my silence.
You're the only person I've ever told this to.
Everyone on that plane was murdered
and you could've helped find the people that did it.
I was scared.
Not a day goes by that I don't think about that.
Listen, we don't know each other very well and this is...
I...
I should go.
My life is...
I'm just not this complicated.
Maybe we should just leave things as they were.
Beatrix, please...
I'm sorry. Goodbye, Ariel. - Plea...
Please... Beatrix...
HE SOBS
FABRICE: What is this?
IN SWAHILI: Docteurs...
FABRICE, IN SWAHILI: Nini baba?
Musiende hii njia, kuko ba rebeles kule mbele.
Kule mbele? - Kule mbele?
Twende hivi?
Mwende hivi. Mwende hivi. - OK.
FABRICE: Aksanti sana baba. Aksanti.
Mwende hivi. - OK, OK.
What was that? - He says up ahead is not a good idea.
There's militia there.
I thought you said militia weren't a problem.
Usually, but this is Liberation of Rwanda forces.
Hutus. Mostly they are fine but sometimes they can be a little less predictable.
Yeah, they charge so-called "fines", you know.
They take money and medical gear and...
Can we avoid them? - Yes.
He said we should take this road so we'll go around the village, OK?
ENGINE STUTTERS - No, no!
IN SWAHILI I Ll: Nyangalakata fa!
ENGINE STUTTERS
So, don't you have some questions for your article?
Oh, you do speak English. - When I choose. So?
Some questions?
It's not really like that. It's more an observation.
A few hours in the life of.
You can just pretend I'm not here.
With pleasure.
ENGINE STUTTERS - Come on. Come on.
ENGINE STARTS - HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS
She's alive, huh? HE LAUGHS
FRENCH HIP-HIP MUSIC RESUMES
Shit!
IN FRENCH:
This thing looks like it's been here for years.
You sure the old man told you that we can get through on this road?
That's what he said.
IN SWAHILI:
THEY YELL
TOM: Hey, hey. We're doctors. Look, look. Look. Hey.
IN SWAHILI:
MEN SHOUT IN SWAHILI
IN SWAHILI:
Empty your pockets. - TOM: OK, OK.
I don't have anything. - MAN SHOUTS IN SWAHILI
TOM: OK, OK...
IN SWAHILI:
It's OK. - ENGINE STARTS
IN SWAHILI:
IN FRENCH:
LOUISE, IN FRENCH: Merde, merde!
IN FRENCH:
TOM: Hey, just relax.
GEORGIA: Oh, Jesus...
FABRICE: They've taken our radios and everything.
DJAMBA SHOUTS
IN SWAHILI:
PEOPLE SCREAM
INDISTINCT SHOUTS
GUNFIRE - PEOPLE SCREAM
DJAMBA, IN SWAHILI: Sasa hivi!
Is that your truck?
TOM: Yeah.
HE LAUGHS
IN SWAHILI: Baba, juu ya nini unasema bongo weye?
Juu-- - MAN SPEAKS SWAHILI
IN FRENCH: Oh, putain!
IN SWAHILI:
IN SWAHILI: Hii mavi' ya camion yenu iliharibika jana busiku na ahiyatengemana.
What? What are they saying?
He's saying that the car broke down last night and they can't start it again.
IN SWAHILI I Ll: MuItengeneze.
IN SWAHILI:
IN SWAHILI I Ll: Muitengeneze.
FABRICE GRUNTS - THEY YELL
OK, OK...
IN SWAHILI: Twende! - TOM: Just do as he says, OK?
LOUISE, IN FRENCH: Oh, mon Dieu!
TOM: Everything's OK.
Fabrice?
FABRICE PANTS I'm OK.
TOM: He's OK.
PIETER: Kalehe Mampata?
I know you're here.
Come forward!
CROWD CHATTERS AND WHIMPERS
You've done a good job for me, Kalehe.
You should be proud of that.
But things change.
It's something we can't control.
IN SWAHILI: Unataka kusema nin? Nini ilichanger?
He asks what you mean. What has changed?
Well, Kalehe...
you can think of me as being from the HR department.
IN SWAHILI: Hey rudia!
IN SWAHILI: Apana...
IN SWAHILI:
Bwana, Bello.
Apana.
CROWD WHIMPERS
GUN COCKS — You remember what I asked you?
This is what we do to survive.
INDISTINCT MUTTERS
TOM: I'm helping, OK?
We can't help.
IN SWAHILI: Jambo tena, mrembo.
I don't know what you're saying.
IN SWAHILI: Unarudia tena, eh?
Want to come home with me?
Stop it! Stop!
GEORGIA SHOUTS - LOUISE SHOUTS IN FRENCH
TOM: Hey. Hey!
IN SWAHILI:
TOM, IN SWAHILI: Non! Dis...Tulifanya byenye mulituambia...
IN SWAHILI:
INDISTINCT SHOUTS
THEY YELL
TOM: Please!
KALEHE, IN SWAHILI:
INDISTINCT SHOUTS
HE GRUNTS
HE PANTS
GUNSHOTS
INDISTINCT SHOUTS
SHE WHIMPERS
GUNSHOT - PEOPLE SCREAM
INDISTINCT MURMURS
You can open your eyes now.
WOMAN, IN SWAHILI: Kwa nini? Kwa nini?
WOMAN CRIES
PIETER: Things are different now.
DJAMBA, IN SWAHILI: Bitu bilishabadilika. Toka hapa!
WOMAN, IN SWAHILI: Kwa nini?
INDISTINCT SHOUTS
WOMAN CRIES
IN SWAHILI: Kwa nini?
IN ICELANDIC: Hringdu Beatrix.
DEVICE CHIMES
BEATRIX, IN DUTCH: Hey met Beatrix. Spreek na de piep.
VOICEMAIL BEEPS - Hey, Beatrix.
Hey, it's Ariel.
I'm leaving today. I moved my flight up, so...
this is it.
I know I disappointed you.
Whatever you feel, just know that I disappointed myself even more.
I made a mistake. It was... stupid and selfish but there it is.
I must live with it.
It was nice to know you.
I promise I won't bother you again, but I hope your operation...
I hope you open your eyes and you see the world
and all the beautiful things that live upon it.
I hope you get to see Whistler's Mother.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Goodbye.
Come in.
Mr Helgason, you wanted someone to pack your bag?
Please, if it's not too much trouble...
Of course. But before that, there's someone here to see you.
MARTIN: Thank you.
Mr Helgason?
My name is Martin Benson.
I'm... sorry, have we met?
I'm... I don't remember. - No. No, we've never met before.
And I'm sorry to disturb you like this, but I needed to talk to you...
about Sankuru Airways Flight 19.
I know who you are and I know what you've done.