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Ha!

Come, Kihoro, we're going home.

It'll be okay.

Come on, come on.

Don't worry.

It's going to be okay, my little one. It'll be okay.

Go rest and come see me at the end of the day.

All right. But what about poachers?

The rangers will come and warn us. Go to sleep.

Already up?

You know I don't sleep much when you're not here.

Ah, you smell good!

And you, you smell like wild animals.

I know.

Two days in the bush, and I return to the wild.

I'm going to shower right away.

- Is Patricia awake? - No not yet.

We have a visitor, he arrived last night.

A French journalist, or so it seems.

Is she sleeping?

Mmh mmh...

It's really rude to stare at people.

Hasn't anyone taught you that?

Do you want to have coffee with me?

Eh?

Are you okay, Bogo?

Good morning!

Did the good smell of coffee wake you up?

No, a curious little visitor.

Ah, that’s Africa!

- Here. - Thanks.

You are welcome.

Are you going far, sir? Can I accompany you?

I'm not going far, Bogo.

If I was in your place, I wouldn't go any further.

How would you...

What for?

Am I in danger?

It's not you I'm worried about.

It's for them. They don't like to be disturbed.

It's the time for a truce.

Yeah...

And you can't leave the camp alone.

Oh really? But who said that?

John Bullit, the administrator of this park.

He's my father, he's the one who says that.

Bullit... it's an English name, or am I mistaken?

My grandmother is French.

So that's the reason why you express yourself so well in my language.

Mom thinks my French isn't that perfect.

My name is Julien.

- Are you a hunter? - No.

- Patricia. - Delighted.

Why do you look at animals?

Because I love them, I guess.

Really?

Yes, I think so. I'm sure of it.

I know lots of stories about them.

About each of them.

I would like you to tell me.

Another time, perhaps.

Why not now?

I have to wake up in a few minutes and have breakfast!

See you later!

Maybe, yes!

Slept well?

I had to lie again for you.

I don't like lying to your mother. She is also my wife.

I saw him this morning.

You saw him? Did he come to meet you?

I'm going to change.

And go down yawning,

...looking sleepy, right?

Sometimes I wish you weren't so much like me.

I am very happy as I am.

Me too, I'm happy, baby.

Excuse me, ma'am. A visitor.

Thank you, Mokodo.

Hello ma'am.

I have a letter for you from Mr. Keller.

The gentleman who arrived last night?

Yes ma'am,

I drove him here.

My God, It’s a letter from Lise!

From whom?

Lise Darbois!

I've told you about her hundreds of times.

Thousands of times...

Excuse me.

- May I? - No, wait.

I will definitely send a response.

Why do you like them?

The beasts...

Why do you like them?

I don't know anything about it. Maybe because I passed...

...too much time with men.

Does this greedy girl have a name?

Certainly, but I don't speak antelope language.

Not yet!

I'm invited by your mom. Will you come with me?

Maybe.

Are you staying long?

No, I won't stay more than a day.

Mr. Keller!

Good morning.

I was impatiently waiting for you.

Very honoured.

You were a friend of Lise.

I can't believe it.

How is she, what's she doing, where is she living?

Excuse me.

I'm ridiculous.

Sybill Bullit.

Julien Keller.

Lise tells me in her letter that you were...

...a great reporter, a writer.

To tell you the truth, I don't know Lise Darbois well.

But I promised to stop by your place before leaving Kenya.

As I return to Paris tomorrow...

You are welcome.

Thanks.

You are surprised by this lounge, aren't you?

My personal oasis.

A little civilization.

So, Mr. Keller, tell me about Lise.

She told you that we arrived in Africa together...

...and that she was witness at my wedding.

She told me, in fact.

It's funny...

In recent weeks, I couldn't stop thinking about her.

It was like... John!

Mr. Keller knows Lise.

Really?

I need to introduce you to the rest of our family.

Our daughter Patricia.

Are you the journalist?

Yes. How do you know?

I know everything that happens on my reserve.

Why didn't you tell my wife that you knew Patricia?

Who said that...

In all sincerity, I thought it was better that way.

John!

She's not in her room. She didn't tell me she was going out.

My wife thinks that Africa is a trap destined to swallow up...

...our daughter forever.

Please.

Patricia!

Come, please. I would like to introduce you to someone.

Later, Mom. I'm going to rest.

Did they understand that they shouldn't intervene?

Let's get going.

What is happening?

Rangers located those poachers.

They are after a troop of rhinos.

Are you interested, Mr. Keller?

- Mm-hmm. - John!

They are dangerous men, you said it yourself!

This might give you an idea for a report...

I'll accompany you!

I hope we will have the opportunity to talk more.

Are you leaving tomorrow?

Yes.

Tell me, Keller...

What do you write about?

Social gossip?

Women's fashion trends?

To tell the truth...

I would like that more!

Lately, I've been spending my time listing...

...the horrors of mass graves and scouring the battlefields.

The Mau Mau Revolt?

That's why I'm in Africa.

It's weird because here, it looks like...

It looks like an enclave of peace in the middle of hell.

Yes... Until when?

They massacre half a dozen every year.

If no one stops them, there won't be a single rhino left in 10 years.

They have to support their families for months.

I know all that, Keller!

I never said life was simple.

But my job is to prevent them.

I understand.

You see I am delighted with it.

What are you going to do?

The poachers? Kill them, of course.

And leave their carcasses to the vultures.

To each their own war, right?

Throw down your weapons!

Surrender now, I won't hurt you!

And voila!

That, Mr. Keller, That is my war.

You do it without a gun?

That seems to surprise you.

You knew what you were risking, to come to the reserve with guns!

- You have no proof. - This is our home. Don't order us!

Leave our country!

Away!

Go!

You know...

In my time, I have killed everything that flies, crawls or swims in Africa.

It was second nature, to me.

That doesn't surprise me.

I have met quite a few men who had this nature.

I recognize them at first glance.

It's a thing of the past.

What made you change?

I'll be clear with you, Keller.

Your presence here makes me uncomfortable.

I noticed. But why? I'm just passing through.

I know.

Patricia spoke to you.

She never speaks to strangers, especially to tourists.

Does that upset you?

You give Patricia great freedom,

...alone in the savannah. You fear nothing?

Patricia is part of the wildlife of the reserve.

She would be more in danger in the heart of one of your metropolises.

Yes, that may be true.

And then, she's not really alone.

Have you noticed Kihoro?

This man covered in scars?

He's the best shooter I've ever met.

Well, Kihoro's job is to protect Patricia.

To never lose sight of her.

Without her knowledge?

Of course, without her knowledge!

Do you think my daughter would accept being treated like a child?

Oh, that would surprise me, yes...

King!

King!

King!

King!

Hello to you. You're coming early this year.

There has been more drought. Who is this man?

A friend. He knows my wife and my daughter.

This Moran is called Oriounga.

He wants to know why you're here.

To see the animals in the reserve.

He doesn't see the point: we don't have the right to kill them.

It is the work of a lion.

When he was Oriounga's age, the beast practically disemboweled him.

But Ol'Kalou killed her. With a javelin and his bare hands.

Did it happen during an initiation rite?

It's because of the lions...

...that I have them watched.

No way they're going to damage even one!

What happens to their traditions?

The world is changing, Keller...

I am not pleased about it, I acknowledge.

The Maasai once owned this entire country.

Today they are tolerated, if they respect the range lands.

And the young warrior, Oriounga? He doesn't have the expression...

...of a submissive man!

He is young, he is proud... It will pass.

You plan to stay in bush gear?

Is the tuxedo required?

I invited Julien Keller to dinner.

He'll be here in an hour.

He's a very simple person. I don't think...

In this case,

...let's just say it's me who's not simple, okay?

I will do what makes you happy.

What's going on, Sybill?

Patricia hasn't come home all day.

Kihoro is with her.

An old black man who is lame and half blind!

Is that supposed to reassure me?

I would entrust my life to Kihoro, you know that.

John...

What are we doing with her?

A happy and fulfilled child.

But what future lies ahead of her?

We're not going to have this discussion every time a European comes here!

It's not about me and my motherly anxieties.

There is what is happening here!

Nothing happens!

Here... in this country... the attacks, the terrors, the state of emergency...

How much longer will we be spared?

This is my home, Sybill. I am lord in my domain!

Thanks.

And your wife?

My wife is in her room.

She stands in front of the window and watches the night fall.

Is something wrong?

Have you seen how dark it is, even the day?

Sybill can no longer stand the African sun.

She can't stand Africa anymore.

Has this been going on for a long time?

No.

Since last year.

It was a twilight just like this one.

Patricia had not returned, like today.

Sybill was so worried that we went to look for her.

First around the camp, then a little further.

My God, John!

We can't see a thing, you're just going to hurt her.

At this distance in the darkness, I could have reached one lioness,

...but not both.

Kihoro!

That evening, something broke in Sybill.

I don't know what or how but...

She almost never went out again.

But I don't understand. This lion...

Go see your mother, please.

- I don't want to talk... - Right away!

I'm going to go.

Mr. Bullit...

What is Patricia looking for in the savannah?

This can't be explained in words, Keller.

I see.

Good night.

Didn't he come?

I'm sorry I scared Mom.

I know.

Do you think he forgot me?

You are unforgettable.

So where is he?

In his kingdom, baby. Free and happy.

He can't be happy without me.

Sleep now.

"The Secretary of State for War received this dramatic dispatch:

...I have the painful duty to announce to your Excellency...

...the disastrous ambush set by the Mau-Mau rebels...

...to our 3rd unit of the 1st battalion...

...composed of 1300 men and officers...

...who, despite their heroic performance in battle,

...were wiped out to the last one."

They'll be here soon, John.

Why am I so afraid of everything?

Why did I become this woman?

Sometimes I think you would be happier without me.

Don't say things like that,

...even if you believe them.

Because you don't think about it? Never?

Mom, I'm done.

Did you read it again?

From start to finish.

You would like to go away, now, huh?

I can stay with you if you want.

What would you do all day without running in the dust?

Without climbing all the trees?

I can do without it. It doesn't bother me at all.

This visitor, Mr. Keller, do you find him likeable?

He's more interesting than the ones we usually see.

Are you going to spend time with him today?

Maybe, it depends.

- On what? - On King.

Go ahead, but remember your promise.

Patricia!

Remember.

Yes, Mom. At dusk.

I love you, Mom. I love you very much.

Me too, my heart.

I'm going to become the best girl in the world.

You already are.

Almost.

Almost.

Shall I take you?

Come on, get in.

Do you want to see what you came to Africa for?

You could tell me more.

I love making surprises.

Him, I'm sure he guessed where we're going.

I have heard some interesting things said,

- About me? - Mm-hmm.

That doesn't surprise me. I'm a great topic of conversation.

What did you hear, exactly?

Oh, nothing! Legends...

Absurdities.

You know...

My mother's dream, is that I go and study in Europe.

And that I become a lady,

...like her friend Lise Darbois, or her before.

What is your dream?

My dream? It is there.

It is everywhere.

You know...

Very few people achieve their dreams.

Me, if it's a dream, I hope I never wake up.

We always wake up,

...one day or another.

Don't say that, it's too sad,

I'm sorry.

You're right.

Stop! Stop, stop, stop...

Stay here and wait for me to call you.

It’s becoming very mysterious!

You should stay in the car.

I had no intention of coming out, miss.

Stop the engine, immediately!

Is there a revolver in the car?

Where is it?

Is it loaded?

No idea. I hate those things!

Okay, that's fine. You stay here.

Do you really think that would stop King?

Come closer.

He doesn't know you. He is worried.

He is not the only one.

Come, he won't hurt you.

Unless I order him to.

Enough, King!

Sorry, but you are going to have to approach further.

Are you sure?

If he hasn't already devoured you,

...that's because he likes you quite well.

I'm kidding. Come.

Hold out your hand.

Do you know that she is the one who keeps me alive?

Voila, you are no longer a stranger.

Keller, are you there?

Keller?

So, what do you think of King?

In all sincerity,

...I must admit that I find it hard to believe what I see.

Kihoro found him.

He wasn't bigger than this, horribly thin.

His fur was all damaged. Dad thought he didn't...

...have any chance of surviving, But I took care of him.

I fed him, I watched over him for whole nights.

I even breathed into his nostrils one day when he was no longer breathing.

And then?

So, one day, King has grown up.

The most beautiful lion in the reserve.

Was it you who decided to set him free?

He has always been free!

- I meant... - I know what you're thinking.

He's a sweet and docile lion like a big puppy dog.

Come on, King!

If I tell him to attack, you will be dead in 10 seconds.

Patricia!

King is not tame. He never will be.

It seems completely obvious to me.

Enough, King, stop!

Do you see?

I see.

Oh! His family is calling him, it seems.

Those two lionesses? King struck them,

...scratched and bit to defend me.

I've heard this story before.

It's not a story. His family is me.

Come on, let's go home now.

I sent your driver back to camp.

Why didn't you come see King?

I didn't want to disturb you.

Since you are still with us, Mr. Keller,

...my wife insists that you come to dinner tonight.

She wants to make amends for yesterday's fiasco.

It's not necessary.

It is, for her.

In that case, okay.

Climb in! I'll take you back.

- Good evening. - Good evening!

- May I sit down? - Of course, with pleasure.

- Thanks. - You are welcome.

I was telling them what happened to you this morning.

Ah, okay. I see.

Kihoro said you were very brave.

- Oh, yes, yes... You were! - Brave?

I didn't run away for just one reason.

I couldn't feel my legs at all.

Mom asked me to tell you that the aperitif was going to be served.

Alright.

Tell us the story of the little zebra.

Mom is waiting for us!

It'll only be a minute. Go ahead, the little zebra who limped.

Please do. Sit down, miss.

One day last year, Kihoro and I had spotted King.

He was hunting in the savannah.

He had found a baby zebra,

The poor thing had a damaged leg and could no longer escape.

The herd had abandoned him.

Except one female. His mother, no doubt.

She stayed to defend him.

She bared her teeth. She kicked...

She wanted to save her little one.

It lasted a long time.

Every time King approached the little zebra,

...his mother intervened.

And then, finally, she must have gotten tired of it...

...or by being in fear for her life.

She ran away and left her baby with the lion.

King came closer, turning around him.

He felt it. He even pushed it with his head.

The little zebra fell,

...but got up immediately.

Then King ran away, leaving the little zebra.

Why did he leave?

Maybe he was no longer hungry.

Or maybe he saved his life...

...because his mother had been very courageous.

Animals don't have feelings.

That's what people say, yes.

Come on.

Gentlemen...

It’s a great honor that Patricia does you, you know?

King, for her, it's a bit like her secret garden.

He's a magnificent animal. An unforgettable moment.

Sometimes I think that if this lion were a victim...

...of a hunter or a rival,

...nothing would keep Patricia in Africa anymore.

Her mother aside.

Of course, but her love for us is more rational.

There is so much to see in the world, Mr. Keller.

And my daughter will only have seen a few hectares.

Stretches of dried herbs, dusty villages...

She is only 12 years old!

I know.

But her roots are so anchored in this land...

You have children, Mr. Keller?

No.

Is this the first time you've taken a stranger to see King?

I knew he wouldn't be afraid.

Oh yeah?

You read into the future, now?

No, but since he wasn't afraid of you...

Yes, I like him too.

And like King, I decided not to devour him.

I mean... not right away.

Thanks.

If you like them, I will give you the box.

It was an American customer who gave it to me last year.

What for? Don't you smoke?

It's one of the things I left behind.

Did the smell bother Patricia?

Are you coming, Dad? We'll show him the album.

Do you think everyone is passionate about it?

This will interest him. I know it.

It's my favorite. They look like two lions, don't they?

Oh yes... it's true.

That's the day I was sent to boarding school in Nairobi.

You don't look enthusiastic!

The first week, she tried to escape three times.

At the end of the month, they sent her back here.

This photo, I detest.

It's a thing of the past.

You wouldn't want me to deny what I experienced?

I wish it never existed,

At one time, I often hunted with an old Scotsman.

We sometimes went to the bush for a few weeks.

When I said I was hanging it up,

...he laughed and said to me:

“Once a killer, always a killer.”

It's funny...

Today, the very thought of slaughtering an animal repulses me.

And yet...

God knows I loved all those safaris.

The stalking, the waiting, the danger, it was... my only reason for living.

You probably have found better since then.

I once shot a lion even bigger than King.

He charged my porters, he was a real monster.

He jumped on them, it looked like he was flying.

And then?

So I shot...

Just once.

While he was there, between heaven and earth,

...huge and magnificent.

He fell.

On the ground, he was nothing anymore, nothing but a carcass.

That was the first time I felt this sensation.

That of having committed a murder.

What will you do if you have to leave Kenya?

I mean... If you are forced to do so.

This continent saw me born, Keller.

It will see me die... whatever happens.

Two lions.

Kihoro just told me that Chief Ol'Kalou was ill.

An infection.

Because of the dung they use to make their huts.

As I couldn't sleep, I thought I'd pay you a visit.

In your opinion, Keller,

...will the war come here?

I don't know.

But as she left, it's likely to last.

The Kikuyus will not disarm as long as there are white people.

Are you thinking about your animals?

Of Patricia, especially.

She is an extraordinary child.

You think I'm crazy for keeping her by my side.

Or monstrously selfish.

I'm just a stranger. It's hard to have an opinion.

Do you have children?

I saw a photo, a little boy.

Sebastien. He died four years ago.

Sepsis.

Your wife?

My marriage also died with Sebastien.

I am sorry for stirring this up.

Oh, it makes me feel better to talk about this.

From time to time...

It takes the pressure off a little.

This world is ending.

I don't know what the next one will look like,

...nor even if I want to know.

You mustn't think about the past, John. It doesn't lead to anything.

I belong to the past.

The future is Patricia.

I will do everything possible to make her happy.

We're not going to talk anymore, we're going to drink.

And drink again, until dawn.

In whose honor?

In honor of the king. In honor of the lion.

To the king of lions! To King!

To King!

Do you want to go there?

I told Julien that we would pick him up. He will wait for us!

Why are you doing this, Dad?

You spend hours cleaning that rifle.

What's the point, since you'll never use it again?

Habit, I suppose.

There was a time when my life depended on it.

Yes, but it's all over.

I know that well.

Oh!

Sorry... It doesn't bother you, this stench?

I'm used to it!

What's going on with him?

This time it's serious.

Gangrene has set in.

Have no fear, Bullit... have no fear.

I have always lived with this lion's wound.

I can send for a doctor.

You know him, he's already come to see the children.

No... No white doctor...

It will pass.

Is he dying?

He refuses to see a white doctor.

He says it'll be fine, but...

I believe that this time, it's over.

The Maasai are solid as rock.

Ol'Kalou suffered from his injuries all his life.

Maybe, yes.

But Ol'Kalou is no longer as young as before.

Look at Waïnana.

He looks like a vulture waiting for an animal to die.

He already knows he's going to be the new boss.

Let's go, I've had enough.

Stop, Dad! Stop right now!

What's going on?

To the right!

It's King! He is hunting.

More to the right. About 15 meters from the buffalo.

I don't see anything.

Because there is nothing yet to see.

But how do you know?

Don't try to understand what's going on between them.

I gave it up a long time ago.

I sometimes find lions disemboweled by these animals.

Look closely at their horns.

They often group in fours to attack a buffalo. Not King.

It's over. It's better to leave him alone.

Could he kill a human being the same way?

It never came up. Except once, a ranger.

He wanted to act smart in front of his friends.

He had known King when he was little.

During a patrol, he tried to approach him.

King rushed at him with terrible roars.

He chased him to the reserve.

He even tore his uniform, at the level of the buttocks.

He was so scared that his temples turned gray.

He looked like a little old man.

What if he had caught him?

What do you think, Patricia?

He reminded him who was the master.

Who are you writing to?

To my friend Lise.

I will ask Mr. Keller to take the letter to her.

He's not going home anytime soon. He seems to like it here.

You would like to have friends, wouldn't you?

Friends your age.

I have everything I need.

But what's going on outside?

Wakambas... they are furious.

They accuse the Maasai of having stolen two cows.

Every year, it's the same thing.

There's no point in shouting!

If you come back, we will all go talk to Ol'Kalou at daybreak.

Dad promises them to go to the village tomorrow.

Ol'Kalou... These men accuse...

...the Maasai of stealing two cows.

What do you answer to that?

The Maasai have never been thugs,

Wakambas! You are idiots!

I didn't steal two cows from you, I stole three!

Maasai filth! I'll teach you to be honest!

I want you to return those cattle. I don't want any trouble...

...with John Bullit.

Obey. I'm tired.

Help him get home.

Return the cows of these Wakambas, let them stop whining.

Bring them back!

Thieves! Scavengers!

Wakambas!

Oh!

Listen to me!

Oriounga, you are anything but a true warrior!

You act like a hyena!

You are just a thief...

...and a liar!

Come on, let's go home.

I'm sure the restaurants in Paris...

...won't leave you with better memories.

Maybe you're right.

The three of us often took walks like that.

Patricia!

Patricia!

Come see!

I'm sure you want to go for a walk with him.

Come on, go...

Come on, King, let's go.

It looks like they live in a universe of their own.

From which no one is excluded.

And no one is really invited.

Do you think Julien is really my friend?

You, in any case, you're jealous.

Here, look at him. He's still there.

I know, he's been chasing us for hours,

What does he want?

Who knows? Patricia, King or both.

If you want, I'll scare him and chase him away.

Scare him, I don't think so.

I am also of this opinion.

No!

No!

Ah!

Not that...

Patricia...

Ah!

What?

What's going on? Patricia?

Patricia is fine.

It's you who's giving us trouble, Julien.

Your driver called me. You've been delirious all night.

You have a fever.

No, I'm fine. I'm going to get up.

You are exhausted. I'll send you the doctor.

I will come back to see you.

Rest well.

You're going to go get the doctor right away.

Tell him the man has a fever and is delirious.

Malaria?

I don't think so. But go quickly.

This time I'm really going to chase him off!

Leave it, I'll take care of him. Don't waste time.

What did he want?

The Moran, he asked me to marry him.

Eh?

He asked me to marry him.

He noticed me for a long time...

...and wants me to become his first wife.

What did you answer?

That it was necessary to ask two persons.

You first, it didn't seem to scare him, and King.

What did he say?

He raised his javelin towards the sky...

...and said his father killed lions with his bare hands.

This is certainly true.

Lions, yes. Not King.

Patricia, this Moran is no longer a kid.

Take it more seriously and avoid talking with him.

Are you as worried as Mom now?

But it's not a game, do you understand?

Okay, okay, I understand...

He's coming.

You were right.

So, you came anyway?

No lion scares a Maasai warrior.

King will tear him to pieces. He hates the Maasai.

In this case, be ready.

Who should I shoot?

Good question.

If you don't let go of your spear, I tell him to attack.

Come, come... I'm ready!

Go ahead, King. Get him!

Stop, King!

Enough, King. Come on.

King doesn't seem to like you much.

Are you laughing at me?

No.

You had the courage to come. That's already a lot.

To prove his strength, a Moran must kill a lion.

One day I will kill this one for you!

Go away. This time, I won't stop him.

If I were you, I would leave it there.

There's really something I don't like about this Moran.

That you don't like or that scares you?

I never liked what scared me.

If you give me permission, Waïnana, I will kill the lion.

For honor and the pride of our people.

Don't you fear the white man?

No... I spit on him!

Alright. You have my permission.

That is good...

Dad? Have you ever seen the Maasai attack lions?

Ah, several times, yes.

Do they go alone?

It's very rare, Patricia. It would practically be suicide.

Three or four, they surround the animal.

It is the Moran which must deliver the fatal blow.

Would it be possible...

...to talk about something else during dinner, please?

Mom is right.

But you've already heard of a Moran...

Patricia, that’s enough!

Aren't you sleeping?

Mom went to see Julien.

I would like you to pay attention to this Moran, Patricia.

I am extremely serious.

All right. But why are you so worried?

Instinct.

That of the hunter?

That of the father.

Julien...

If Patricia were to leave Africa one day,

...if we were obliged to send her to France,

...could you watch over her?

It's just a hypothesis, but...

The news of the war is not good.

You should know that better than anyone.

Of course I would watch over her.

That said, I don't know if I would be able to do it.

But I will be there for her.

I can promise you that.

I wouldn't entrust my daughter to just anyone, Julien.

I'm sure of it, Sybill.

And I am very honored.

The fever has almost subsided.

Everything will be back to normal after a good night's sleep.

What are you doing, Julien?

I honestly don't know... Fever, probably.

You're going to have to give me back this hand.

Sybill...

We should have stayed... Mr. Keller and Mrs. Bullit.

I would like to tell you...

See you tomorrow, Mr. Keller.

See you tomorrow, Sybill.

I'm crazy!

Completely stupid!

It is Waïnana that we will honor,

at the same time as the memory of the old chief Ol'Kalou.

It's possible that we'll have problems with him.

Waïnana? Another old man?

Patricia has elected her own leader: the cow thief!

- You okay? - Yes.

And you, Keller?

I can't get any better, thanks.

My driver refused to take me.

He told me that the Maasai are becoming wild again...

...during their ritual trances!

You can laugh. I was terrified the first time I saw this.

Especially since they invited me to drink fresh blood...

...and join them around the fire.

With a javelin.

I always regret not having brought my camera.

I don't want to go there. They're still going to make speeches.

You just have to stay with Kihoro.

No, I want to stay with you.

Go for a walk. I will do the honors...

...for our invitation.

The festivities really begin at noon.

In any case, today, the smell is more bearable.

Above all, I think you get used to everything, Julien.

I think it's the new boss.

We come to mourn the death of old chief Ol'Kalou.

Show us some respect! What kind of leader are you, Waïnana?

His welcome lacks warmth.

If he didn't want us,

...we would already have a dozen javelins in our body.

And they would play football with our heads.

Excuse me.

That's John's kind of humor. I shouldn't have.

I love hearing you laugh.

Sorry, I shouldn't have.

However, you no longer have a fever today.

A few more flashes.

I love my husband, Julien.

Sybill, I never said that...

He's not an easy man to love, though.

Because with him, you have to love Africa,

...wild beasts, the heat,

...the violence of this country.

But what if Patricia no longer lives here with you?

There will only be the two of us left, John and me.

Face to face.

What are you thinking about?

I don't know. I told myself that...

When we are dead, or very old, all that will still be there.

It's true.

Do you think people will remember King and me?

It will make one more legend to tell the children.

The little white girl who slept with the black-maned lion.

It smells bad.

There must be a dead beast...

Stay there, you never know.

Oh my God...

What is it, Papa?

Don't come.

Can you hear me?

I was told you were dead.

I am dead...

Years ago he killed me.

I killed this lion, but... He killed me too.

I told you to stay there.

Can I do something?

The lion!

The lion!

The lion!

Now he is released.

Don't you feel anything?

I'm happy for him. He's no longer in pain now.

It doesn't bother you at all?

Yes, of course.

They will honor Ol'Kalou and replay...

...his great lion hunt.

He's the most beautiful of all the Morans, isn't he?

Maybe so.

The craziest one too. The other day,

...he swore to kill King all alone.

Aren't you afraid he will do it?

If he wants to die, that's his problem.

Look!

If lions were this slow, anyone could kill them.

It's just a game.

A game? Do they look like they're having fun?

Ha!

John, they are in a trance. Look at him.

Look at his eyes.

I want your daughter as my first wife.

In exchange for half of my father's herd.

Your daughter... didn't say yes or no.

She sent me to you, John Bullit.

John... he is requesting marriage?

Let me sort this out.

This is madness! You cannot tolerate...

It's best you go back and let me talk.

But there is nothing to discuss!

Don't make things worse, everyone is looking at you.

Now that your wife is gone,

...what do you answer, Bullit?

That you are a brave and arrogant young warrior,

...but not yet a man.

I will not entrust my daughter to someone who has not proven himself.

We'll talk again in a few years,

...when you have acquired experience and wisdom.

Here is my answer.

I wanted to apologize for this afternoon.

I lost my temper.

These faces, these cries...

You don't have to apologize to me. Never.

I'm starting to think...

...that maybe you're right about Patricia.

Right about what?

The existence that we offer her here, her future... her life, that is.

I saw Patricia today, face to face with death.

Old Chief Ol'Kalou dying in the bush.

They left him to die like a dog?

They follow ancestral traditions. Let's not judge.

And Patricia witnessed this?

I couldn't stop it. His face was remote,

...as if this was all perfectly normal.

And then there is this Moran! Oriounga...

I won't be able to contain it for very long.

It seems like all the elements are coming together.

What are you planning to do?

You spoke to Keller, didn't you? Talk about Patricia...

Did he repeat it to you?

No, Sybill.

I don't know anything of what goes on or is said on my reserve.

Patricia likes him, I know it.

Maybe she would agree to go with him for a while.

Two or three months, to start.

We will present it to her as...

Like a vacation!

A vacation, yes.

A vacation, yes... A vacation away from King.

There is no other solution.

You know it.

And you?

What, me?

What are you going to do?

I'm sure the friendly and attractive Keller...

...will not be opposed to you following him.

You find charm in him, you too?

You know why I stopped in Kenya,

...and why I will always stay here.

I don't know anything anymore, today.

I love you.

I love you so much...

For what?

For what?

I don't know, to be honest.

And you, why do you love Africa?

I heard climbing on the wall...

I thought it was your little monkey, but apparently, no.

You knew for a long time...

That you are a little monkey?

Always, baby. Come on...

Aren't you mad at me?

A little.

You don't look so good.

That's true.

I can't really blame you.

You're sure you're okay, Mom?

Perfectly good.

I look at you and I imagine the young woman you will become.

Oh yes? What is she like?

I mean, how am I?

Smart... pretty and cunning.

Wild and rebellious.

A liar, too.

Yes, a little.

You know, the only thing that matters to me,

...is that you are happy, Patricia.

Whatever the price to pay.

When do you plan to leave?

Soon. Tomorrow, maybe.

Did you talk to Sybill?

And you?

Have you spoken to Patricia?

It would only be for a while.

I know.

It drives me crazy.

The idea of ​​separating from her... I don't know if I'll be able to do it.

What is your opinion, Keller?

I refuse to have an opinion, John.

If I can help you regarding Patricia,

...I will do it with great pleasure, but don't expect me...

...to intervene in your decision.

You are right.

God knows how she will react, anyway.

It depends on how you tell her.

I'm not too worried about her.

It's you and Sybill...

...which worries me more.

If someone had told me that I would entrust my daughter to a stranger...

...who I've known for barely a week...

In this region, we are all strangers.

John!

John...

The rangers... they were in the Maasai village.

The women are singing.

They sing because the Moran...

...went alone to face the lion.

What are you talking about?

Chief Waïnana authorized him.

Take the Jeep and pick me up at the house.

Look at you...

You ate this morning,

...now you will sleep all day.

I who came to have fun with you...

What did you catch? A wildebeest?

A zebra, perhaps?

No, you don't really like zebras.

Because of the kicks.

You know...

I'm sure Julien will write something about you and me.

I wonder if he'll say I'm one of my own too...

What do you think?

You know I'm not one of them.

Well, not really.

I told you never to come back.

It's time to prove that I'm a man!

Go away.

Go away, he's going to attack!

Let him come! I'm not afraid!

All my life, I waited for this moment.

King, stop! Do you hear?

Go away, King. Go away...

Come on, go away!

Come on... Let him do it.

He too wants to fight with a warrior.

Hey! Do you obey a woman?

You are nothing anymore! You are not a lion!

Nothing but a domestic dog raised by white people!

Kill him, King, kill him!

Why did you do that?

He was mine!

It was the lion of Oriounga! It was my lion!

King...

King!

King...

King!

King!

King...

King!

King!

King!

Patricia, I couldn't let him do it...

I no longer feel his heart, I don't feel anything anymore...

Help me. Bring him back...

Let's not stay here.

You killed him!

It's you with your dirty gun!

Patricia...

You haven't changed, you're still a killer!

I never want to see you again! I hate you!

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!

- Isn't John here? - No.

Kihoro went to get the tickets from Kilimanjaro.

Bye!

Enjoy your flight.

You'll be okay?

Are you well settled?

Is it bad, to hate your father?

You don't hate him, Patricia. One day you will realize that.

We will be back very soon. I promise you.

Did she say something?

No, Kihoro. She didn't say anything.

You believe... that she will come back soon?

I don't know.

Anything is possible.

Are you crying?

Start, Kihoro, please.

Do you know what I was thinking?

Tell me.

I was thinking of the two lionesses.

The ones who attacked you?

Those that King had chosen as females.

And?

I said to myself... King stayed with them for a long time,

For several months, I'm sure of it.

And all that time, there was mating season.

Maybe in the jungle, there are little Kings.

Little lion cubs that can barely stand on their feet.

And in a few months, if their mother takes good care of them,

...if they are not eaten by hyenas,

...if they manage to grow up,

...a mane will grow on them. A thick black mane.

And that would be... as if King wasn't dead.

As if he was going to live forever.

And that would be... as if King wasn't dead.

As if he was going to live forever.