The Gods Must Be Crazy II
(Two soldiers both point a gun at each other at the same time. Cuban soldier then drops his gun) Cuban soldier: All right, I'm your goddamn prisoner! African soldier: I don't want you... You're a shitty prisoner.
Dr Ann Taylor: (to monkey who keeps taking her water) All right, you can have this one, but no more! Leave the can! Do you hear me? Dr Ann Taylor: (collects some rocks) Do you see these? Don't you dare. Don't even think about it. You'll be sorry.
Chief Game Warden: (in radio) There was three game wardens and a woman. Big Ben: What did you do? Chief Game Warden: I tied them up (suddenly sees them escaping in rear view mirror) What the hell? Chief Game Warden: (stops the truck and leaps out) George! (his yell echoes through the canyon) George: (guilty panic) Yes, boss?
Chief Game Warden: (in radio) Big Ben calling - (suddenly turns to George who is driving) What the hell do you think you're doing? George: What do you mean? Chief Game Warden: You're going the wrong way. George: I'm going by the compass. Chief Game Warden: (picks coffee cup up) You left that there. This is made of steel. (he circles the mug around the compass and the needle follows it. Angry he throws the coffee mug down and it makes a loud clang) You bugged the compass, you stupid idiot! George: Oh, geez, boss, I'm sorry. I wasn't think- Chief Game Warden: Stop the bloody truck.
Dr Ann Taylor: You don't explain things clearly. I could have broken my silly neck. Dr Ann Taylor: (suddenly sees a tiger and rushes back into plane. A moment later the tiger comes near sniffing) Shoe go away. (the tiger growls) Dr Ann Taylor: (startled she accidentally kicks the plane's switch on, which scares off the tiger)
Chief Game Warden: I'll get that bastard! (a few moments later he drives near the fleeing people, gets out of the truck and pours some gasoline in some tall dead grass. He then takes his gun out) Cuban soldier: (seeing this) No! Chief Game Warden: (fires and a deadly area of flames erupt) Cuban soldier: (groans as he falls down)
Chief Game Warden: George! (tosses him a gun) Here. Make him get in. George: (points it at Xixo like he isn't going to use it) Here. You get in. Xixo: (speaking own dialect) George: (gestures with gun to truck) You come with us. Xixo: (takes the gun out of George's hands) George: (gets it back quickly, nervously) Hey. Hey. You mustn't do that. George: (grumbling at how stupid George is being, runs over and knocks Xixo to the ground) Get me a tie down!
Dr Stephen Marshall: (panting to skunk-like creature whose been on his shoe which he's had to drag all over) You're going to hang on there forever? Dr Stephen Marshall: (takes out a cracker and cheese and places it on the ground) Try it. (the creature just continues to naw on his shoe) Go on! Try it. (the creature doesn't) Dr Stephen Marshall: (opens a can of beer and takes a sip, then pours a little on the cracker he laid out) Okay, try that. Dr Stephen Marshall: (taking another sip of beer, the creature suddenly lets go and goes to the cracker) Mmph! (dropping the beer can, quickly darts away, but the skunk creature hisses and starts chasing him)
George: All right, now. You people behave and nobody gets hurt. George: (places gun in waistband. A second later it slides down his pant leg. He chuckles nervously as he tries to get carefully, but a second later it goes off) George: (groans weakly and in stupidity) Ow. Dr Stephen Marshall: (struggles over to George) Quick. Get his gun. George: (on ground crying as the victims are reaching up his pant leg) Oh. No. You mustn't do that. My boss will kill you.
African soldier: (goes to where the boss is being held) Oky! Get out! (the boss does) George: How long will we get? African soldier: I don't know. Maybe you'll get a year, but this bastard (pointing at boss) is going to sit for a long time. George: Geez, boss.
Chief Game Warden: George, you see that hill up there? I gotta go up there so I can talk to Ramsjey. I'm leaving you in charge of these people.