-
Dr. Louis Leakey: Choose your man.
Dian Fossey: What?
Dr. Louis Leakey: Your top man. Your tracker.
Dian Fossey: You speak English? The priest?
Sembagare: Saint Christopher. Patron saint of travellers, and me too.
Dian Fossey: What's your name?
Sembagare: Sembagare
Dian Fossey: Sem-ba-ga-re
Sembagare: I am the finest tracker. This man is not as good as me. Him is a great liar. Me - I'm the best.
Dian Fossey: Okay, okay. Sembagare you're on.
Sembagare: Thank you.
-
Dian Fossey: You mean we go now?
Dr. Louis Leakey: Yes, to make it by sundown.
Dian Fossey: Dr Leakey, I just spent 35 hours on 4 different airplanes. I should at least take a shower.
Dr. Louis Leakey: No one will mind dear.
Dr. Louis Leakey: There. I've put something in there for you.
Dian Fossey: Thank you, that's very nice of you. You forgot the rest of my luggage.
Dr. Louis Leakey: No room. They'll be sent up next fortnight with the rest of the gear.
Dian Fossey: Now wait a minute! I quit my job, left my fiancé, to say nothing of my appendix and flew halfway around the world. Those cases contain my hairdryer, my makeup, my underwear and my brassieres. If they don't go, Dr Leakey, I don't go.
Shelley Owens
Extended Reading
