A Far Off Place

Elizabeth Parker:
You'll be nuts for it. Turn on the faucet, out comes the water.

Koba:
Faucet. Bullshit.

Elizabeth Parker:
Koba, who's been helping you with your English?

Koba:
Miss Nonnie has.

Elizabeth Parker:
I'll kill her.

Nonnie Parker:
[When he refuses to let her hunt poachers with Colonel Theron] Dad, wasn't it you who told me people need to stand up for what they believe in, or nothing's ever gonna change.

Paul Parker:
People need to sit down and talk, otherwise *people* won't change.

Nonnie Parker:
I've seen a lot of sitting and talking around here, not much changing. If you were George Washington's father, we'd still be British colonists.

Nonnie Parker:
Are you saying we should cross the Kalahari? That's impossible.

Xhabbo:
Wind can do it, we can do it.

Xhabbo:
Gods are like old people. You think they are deaf, but they are not.

Harry Winslow:
So, you really think we can make it to Karlstown?

Nonnie Parker:
If the wind can do it, then we can do it.

Harry Winslow:
Don't give me that Bushman crap. I want a real answer.

Nonnie Parker:
You want a real answer?

Harry Winslow:
...Let me hear the bushman version again.

Harry Winslow:
You lied to me.

Nonnie Parker:
Look I didn't lie to you, all right?

Harry Winslow:
I said 'how far?' you said 'pretty far.'

Nonnie Parker:
Well 2,000 kilometers *is* pretty far.

Harry Winslow:
No, that's like *impossibly* far! That's like walking from New York to Miami!

Paul Parker:
[on what's to be done regarding the poachers]... I've got the border guard on full alert, and I'll take these audits to the Minister of the Interior first thing in the morning.

Col. Mopani Theron:
And what will he do? Form another committee?

Paul Parker:
What would *you* suggest? Shooting every poacher we trip over?

Col. Mopani Theron:
That's *exactly* what I would suggest.

Paul Parker:
He who lives by the sword...

Col. Mopani Theron:
[cutting him off] Stays alive a day longer. [leaves]

Harry Winslow:
[about Xhabbo talking to elephants] Oh, this is great. I'm on safari with Doctor Dolittle.

Harry Winslow:
She hates me.

Xhabbo:
Woman's like a tree. Harry must not judge tree by flowers, but by fruit.

Harry Winslow:
Yeah well, flowers count for something.

Xhabbo:
When Xhabbo first sees Nonnie, girl is lost. Girl doesn't say she is lost. Girl is afraid. But she says nothing.

Harry Winslow:
Yeah well, that girl doesn't say much of anything. You're right. She's a tree.

Nonnie Parker:
We're dead now, we can have whatever we want.

Xhabbo:
Only kill for food. Only kill when you must.

Harry Winslow:
Maybe Bushmen cross deserts. Maybe they even make it. But we're gonna die here. All the wind will do for us is bury us in the sand.

[last lines]

Nonnie Parker:
[to departing Harry] Don't look back.