All language subtitles for Medicine Man.1992

Good-bye.
Enjoy your stay.

The foundation
for whom I work supports a botanist...

named Robert Campbell,
once of some note.

But on separating from his wife
and longtime research partner,

he'd withdrawn his station
deeper into the bush.

Until last month's message, no one
had heard from him in three years.

He asked for an assistant
and a gas chromatograph...

and pointedly refused to say why.

I'm surprised they sent a woman.

For Dr. Campbell.

Please, don't lose it.

Wait a minute.
Aren't you coming?

I'm afraid he was adamant about that.

Tanaki will guide you from here.
Wh--

Come on, you.
Go!

Yuck!

Come on!

Whoa. Careful.

Are we here?

Huh?

Okay, ready? Here you go.

Indian?

Oh, boy!

Who are you?
Who am I? Who are you?

I asked you first.
You're Dr. Campbell, right?

I know who the hell I am.
I'm asking who you are.

Crane.
No, no, toucan.

No, that's my name.
Toucan? How odd.

Crane. Dr. Rae Crane.

I do wish you'd
make up your mind.

Where'd you go?
Maybe it's best we talk in the morning.

This is from Ornega.
How about a place to sleep?

Ornega?

Are you from Aston?
He sent you?

I tell you they sent a girl.

They sent a girl?
Yes.

I'm not a girl!
The hell you're not.

I'm your research assistant.
The hell you are.

Where's your mask?

I don't have a mask.
I just got here.

No one comes in here
without a surgical mask.

God knows what bugs
you're carrying.

Jahausa, get her a mask.

This is as close as we get, Tonto.

Not for me, you hussy,
forthe Indians.

Hussy?
Hmm.

One outsider coming in here
with a common cold
can decimate an entire tribe.

And what about your shots?

What about a place to sleep, goddamn it?

To sleep? Sleep?

Oh, sleep.
Well--

Yes, of course,
please forgive me.

No need foryou
to leave 'til tomorrow.

I must tell you
how grateful I am.

I've been waiting forthese.

They get lost in the forest, you see.

The forest is so vast
and they're so very small.

Dr. Campbell?

No, no, no, Palala,
back to the boat.

Hey!
Back to the boat.

You had no right
to unpack that equipment.

Where you going? No, no, no.
He's loading the boat.

No, no boat.
Only those boxes are staying.

No, no, come on.

Come on, up, up.

Up. Down. Luggage down.
Put it down.

Hey, do me a favor and ask him
to put my luggage down.

Sorry, I forget women
like to carry their own now.

I think I should
introduce myself.

You're the so-called
research assistant from Aston.

You remember last night?

Do I appear senile?
Drunk.

Intoxicated, yes.
There's a difference?

The peach palm festival
is their religious ceremony.

Are those bags too heavy?

Shall I call Palala back?
No.

I'm not getting on a boat...
no boat.

I'm afraid
it's the only available transport.

You certainly can't remain here.
Why, because I'm not a man?

Because you're not one ofthree men.

I requested Dr. Alan Sealove. Ifhe
was unavailable, Dr. Gregory Hoffman.

I'm published more extensively
than Dr. Sealove.

I hold degrees from CCNY,
Berkeley and Cambridge.

I'm the recipient
of the Thurman Award...

in '82 and '86.

The first and only time it's ever been
given to the same person twice.

Is there anything else
you'd like to know about me?

Do those boots come with a manual?
No.

I thought of snakes.

When's the last time
you did field research...

orwhen's the first time?

I did a month in La Selva.

Awhole month?

Palala. Palala!

You didn't need me.
You needed a caddy.

Palala will carry
your bags to the boat.

You send me back on
the basis of my gender,

that's called sex discrimination.

Look, I understand your reservations.
I heard about yourwife.

My wife?
Good God, she left me.

I wish you'd follow her example.
Are we finished?

You have a boat to catch.
No boat!

I want a meal and a bath.

This isn't a hotel.
I'll leave when I'm ready.

I know, after a meal and bath.

I'm not a 19-year-old grad student
working up a resume.

I don't expect to be
treated as if I were.

I'm hungry, I'm tired...

and I've been in these clothes
for more than one dance.

Palala will see that
you get some breakfast.

I said, and a bath.

Unbutton your shirt.
Excuse me?

You want to bathe
in theirwater supply,

you'll take a medical first.

Sit down, here.

Is he gonna watch?
Don't you want a nurse present?

I'll risk it.
Well, I won't.

Aaah.
Deep breath.

Now I understand why you've been
so secretive about your research here.

Again.

You've found the cure
forthe common hangover.

Aaah.

Look up. Left. Right.

Open your mouth.

There's nothing wrong with me.

Say"ah."
Ah!

See your carnet.
My what?

It's in your passport.
Yourvaccine card.

Oh, God.
This is completely unnecessary.

Principle cause of death
among aboriginals is imported disease.

What do you see?

I thought we did the eye examination.

Come on, you won two Thurman Awards.
Show off.

What am I analyzing?

Did you run a baseline?

No.

Next time run a baseline
to calibrate the machine.

There's a glucose solution
specifically forthat.

Is that the substance
you're analyzing?

Yes.

What is it, a plant extract?

Full marks.
Continue.

Okay.

We're looking at...

49 compounds.

Okay, what we've got here is--

Where was I?
Okay, 49 compounds.

No, no, nope.

Nearly all of these
are identifiable.

In short, nothing new.

Is this why you wanted
the chromatograph?

You said nearly all identifiable.
Yeah.

Just this one,peak 37.

Looks like an acid derivative.

Although those side--

You must have really thought
you were on to something.

I'm sorry.
Can it be synthesized?

Uh-uh.

This one's mother nature's kitchen.
End of story.

Why? What is it
you think you've got?

I don't think.

I know.
Share it. What's the problem?

Even as a child
he didn't like to share.

It's deep-seated, I suppose.
What is it, a secret?

I'll cross my heart
and spit on the floor.

You said, breakfast and a bath.

Palala.

Are you saving it for Sealove?
Don't. He's not coming.

Then I'll settle for Robinson.

You were lucky you got me
and last year's chromatograph.

I give up.

I believe our deal was
bath, breakfast and boat.

I didn't come here to make deals!

Then why did you come here?

I'll leave the chromatograph
forthe time being.

I'm asking you a question.
You have no idea, have you?

Aston's considering pulling your funds
and shipping you out.

I'm your judge and jury.
Winslow would never permit that.

Ah, Winslow!

Winslow retired last year.

Ifyou hadn't cut offincoming,
you would have known.

Who replaced him?

Me.

You don't send progress reports!

You move your damn station
wherever and wheneveryou like!

You don't submit
a record of expenses!

And you don't respond
to requests for information!

So here I am!

So here I am!

Put this on.
I want to show you something.

I've seen it.
Put it on!

Please.

Follow me.

This is Kalana, wife ofJahausa,

mother of Imana.

Palpate herthroat.

I'm not a medic.

Good God, woman, must everything
be a full-scale debate with you?

Just do it.

Feel anything?
Nothing.

Six months ago she came to see me,
lumps on herthroat.

I sent her downriverwith a Franciscan
missionary to the hospital there.

She made her own way back,
took her a month.

The nodes were double the size.
Dapsuia.

Two injections
ofthat sample you tested...

and the lumps disappeared
within a week.

No boosters, no side effects.

That's just swell.

What am I supposed to report
to the foundation?

Dr. Campbell
showed me a cured patient...

who claims a history of undiagnosed,
undocumented lumps in herthroat?

Hey! Ow!
You-- I'm tired of--

Here it is, her scan report.

She brought it back.

That's delightful.
I'll bring it with me.

Arrange forthe van.

Stage two,
anterior and posterior lymphomas.

Here, check her biopsy report.

What for?
It could be anybody's.

Okay.
You think I'm lying?

I think you're a man who's
allowed his personal problems...

to get in the way of
his clinical judgment.

That's what I think.

Stay here.

Stay? Stay.
He talks to me like a dog.

500,000 scientists in this world...

and I end up with
Dr. Mengele with a ponytail.

Now what?

Good God.

Feel that?

What is it?
A supraclavicular node, malignant.

How do you know?
I gave it to him. Transplanted tissue.

I gave it to them all.
You will biopsy the lot.

I insist.
That is your control group.

This lucky bugger
gets an injection by nightfall,

and tomorrow morning
you will examine him.

Come on, I'm not proposing marriage.

I'm asking you to biopsy
a family of rodents.

Spend 12 hours in a luxurious hammock.

You don't have to think,just nod.

Where's the ball?

No ball.

There.

What was in the tin?
Hmm?

The boys, you were giving them
something from the tin.

Candy-coated ants.
Oh.

You want some?
The tin is inside on the table.

I'll pass.
What about you?

What is it?

Freeze-dried ice cream.
I'll pass.

Come on, the astronauts eat it.

Doesn't taste like ice cream.

When's the last time
you had a double-dip?

The palate remembers.

That woman, Kalana,
she called you something.

Dapsuia.
Dapsuia. What's it mean?

Medicine man. That's me.

Don't they have
one of their own?

What?
Medicine man.

I gave Alka-Seltzer
to a kid with a bellyache.

You did what?

Alka-Seltzer cured him with one belch...

but it was the plop-plop,
fizz-fizz that dazzled them.

The medicine man
was understandably pissed off.

I had taken his stick.

"Stick"?
His self-respect, his place.

He just took off.

My intentions were well-meant.

You take the hammock.
I'll sleep in the greenhouse.

Well, if I need anything
I'll let you know.

You will?

Good. Thank you.

Dr. Campbell?

Already?

My name is Dr. Crane.
Rae Crane.

Just in case you
need to address me directly.

I thought I'd just
call you"Brooklyn."

I'm from the Bronx.

Oh, well, Bronx.

Doesn't quite roll offthe tongue,
does it?

Good night.

What the hell are you doing?
Covering my ass.

Aaah!
I don't want you accusing me
of playing switcheroo...

with your control group.

I get it.
Peach palm festival, day two.

No, no festival.

Just a bedtime story.

You're staring at me.

Pajamas.

I haven't seen pajamas in...

a long time.

Oh,Jesus!

What is it now?

Oh, God!

Oh, it's all right.

That's Henry.
He keeps the place free of rats.

Come on, old dear.
Come on.

Look, I'll sleep
with lizards and guinea pigs--

I understand.
A girl has to draw the line somewhere.

Come on, old dear.

Sweet dreams.
Go to hell.

Probably.

No. Do you?

Why do you think that?

That's very funny.
Dr. Campbell!

Dr. Campbell!

Dr. Campbell!

Hurry, Campbell!

Imana.

Get stuffed, both ofyou.
Campbell!

Jesus, Campbell.

I know.

You know?
You know?

You found the cure for cancer
and all you can say is,

"I know"?

What is it?
Bromeliad. A flower.

How'd you find it?

Get dressed.

Okay.

I came here six years ago.

Why? A freak tribe.
No cancer.

What about the woman
you showed me?

Jahausa married outside the tribe.

Kalana is an Exoti.

Then it's genetic.

No, no, no, it's environmental.

The tribes have always intermarried.

But as far as I can tell,

the bromeliad doesn't
grow anywhere except here.

So the Exoti don't use it.

Kalana still doesn't
put it in the food.

She says it tastes bad.

So they eat this flower?
Ingest it.

Snuff and sometimes
chewing tobacco.

It's in most oftheir food.

Grows wild 100 feet up in the canopy.

Ten stories up?
Mmm.

On the top shelf
ofthe pharmacological superstore.

It lives off a tree.

I'd seen the old medicine man up there
gathering for his juju kit.

And there it was.

There's only one fly in the serum.

I can't reproduce it.

What do you mean?

None ofthe new samples work.

I have very little
ofthe original serum left.

That's what I mean when
I say I can't reproduce it.

Wait a minute.
I don't understand.

What don't you understand?

I found a cure forthe fucking plague
ofthe 20th century...

and now I've lost it!

Haven't you ever lost anything,
Dr. Bronx?

Your purse, your car keys?
It's rather like that.

Now you have it, now you don't!

Your notes are gone?

I have my notes.
I followed my notes.

Your notes must be wrong.
They're not!

Then explain it.

I can't.

Okay.

The first thing I do when I get to I.A.
is I get Dr. Crouse...

and his people
can set up a real lab down here.

There's nothing wrong with this lab!
We've got everything we need.

Look.

This is major league.
You need help.

I promise you will get full credit.

You think I give a damn
about the immortal textbook quote?

Dare I insult you
with a history lesson?

Better still, how about subtraction?

Nine million Indians in the Amazon.

White man brings measles,
flu, polio and chicken pox.

Now you've got 200,000 Indians.

Without using your fingers,
how many did we shove in the hole?

It's not like they'll be unvaccinated.
These people would be working for Aston.

All precautions would be taken.
You don't remember Mocara.

Do you?

You're too young.

Some overeager son-of-a-bitch
found a painkiller in the jungle.

Fifteen cents to make
a five dollar bottle.

Aston was onto it
like a fly to dung.

All very scientific,
all precautions taken.

Swine flu killed the entire village.

Much regret, so sorry.

But the eager beaver still ended up
with his ten cents on the dollar.

This isn't a painkiller.
This is the cure for cancer.

These people don't need
a cure for cancer. Ask them.

There's a road coming into the area.

You're finished.
Aston can stop that.

Aston will need the road.

They'll make sure
it leads right up to my palapa.

How can I help --
How can you go back
when I need you here?

What!
No, no, no, no, no!

I'm a damned good biochemist.
I'm not a field researcher.

I haven't done this work foryears.

I'm not qualified.
I know.

Too many foundation fund-raisers.
Too many subcommittees.

Take two guinea pigs
and call me in the morning.

When you're old and gray,
you'll put lilies on my grave...

and wish you could thank me.

Well, I'll thank you now,
but I'm still leaving.

How?

Campbell, I'm not your prisoner.

No, you're my research assistant.

You're not afraid ofheights,
are you, Bronx?

Right foot, pick it up.

Aaah!

There we are.

You give the counterweight
a good yank...

and up you go, all right?

Well, come on.
I want you to see.

Whoo! Ohh!

Come on.

Ahhh!
All right.

Dr. Bronx.

Left leg first.

Now the right.

Okay, there you go.

Aaah!
All right?

Come on.
Oh, God.

Think of Neil Armstrong.

All right.

I'll give you one week.

Did you hear me?
They're not in abundance.

Ifyou find one,
pop it in the bag.

Aah!

Are you gonna tell me
what they look like?

Yes, like... this.

Whateverthis flower needs to fertilize,
it gets it up here.

Whether it's an enzyme...

being transported
by an insect to the pollen...

or God knows what
leaking out ofthe tree.

Could be anything.
It could be everything.

That's the beauty ofthis system.

You can't beat it.
You can only wipe it out.

Is that the road?

You see the river?

No one can remember
it ever being this low.

What about all the rain?
Every year it rains less.

Less rain forest means less rain.

The Indians have asked me
to pray for a deluge.

Do you pray, Bronx?

There's so much smoke.

I didn't know the road was so close.

Yes, well, death is inevitable,
Dr. Bronx.

But it's considered bad form
to discuss it over a man's sickbed.

All right?

Closing your eyes
won't make it disappear.

Neitherwill talk.
Let's go.

You're a lunatic!

I'll show you a shortcut!

Oh, God! Oh, God!

When was it made?

What?
The eighth sample. When was it made?

Data sheets, green notebook, top left.

You don't smoke, do you?
No, I quit.

Good God, why?

They've been missing
from the last 3 shipments.

I suspectJahausa's
got something to do with it.

Your other left.

Last one.

Hmph.

Okay, look.

Here's the original extract,
the one that works.

Here's the eight subsequent ones
that don't work.

You notice anything?
I'll give you a hint.

It's missing from every failed sample.

Peak 37.

Did you vary the solution?

Hmm.
Do you think the bromeliad...

changes chemistry
during its life cycle?

It's not impossible.

But all these samples are dated
within two weeks of each other.

Maybe the first batch
was contaminated.

Maybe peak 37 is a fungus.

I screened every sample,
including the first one.

Yeah, well, maybe you used
a dirty test tube. Who knows?

There's got to be a thousand variations
on this plant extract...

and we've got to test every single one.

I tell you, we need help.

We're looking
at too many possibilities.

Isn't that what science is all about,
eliminating possibilities?

Well?

You said you needed help.

Jahausa, can you tell them I need them
to break it from the root?

Keep that root.

All right, how we doing?

Tell her if she breaks the leaves,
it's easier.

If she breaks them--
See, they're too big.

Imana, what are you doing in my way?

How you doing?
This is excellent.

Are you breaking them
from the roots?

Okay? It's Kalana.

I don't understand.
I'm sorry.

Dapsuia.

He wants to know
ifyou have a date forthe prom,

euphemistically speaking.

Why are they staring at me?

They've never seen
a virgin ofyour maturity.

What?
I had to give them some excuse.

You should have said
she's engaged to be married.

Really?
It's to be Mrs. Bronx?

It will be, next winter.
I don't approve oflong engagements.

We would have liked to marry earlier,
but it wasn't convenient.

Ah, a marriage of convenience.

You probably know him or his family.

Tom Falon?

Tommy Falon!
Good God, he's 95 years old!

You'll inherit
before the honeymoon's over.

I take my hat offto you, girl.

His son.
Oh, his son. No, I don't know the son.

But I can well imagine.

Good stock, good contributor.

Met at a fund-raiser, did we?

What's the difference where I met him?

Don't get your knickers in a twist,
Mrs. Bronx.

Just remember, breeding is no substitute
for intelligence.

Often the death ofit.

What do you have,
an unlimited supply ofthat stuff?

The saliva speeds up
the fermentation process.

Pass.

You might as well. We can't test
this lot for another 72 hours.

It'll go by just as fast
ifwe're testing the local fungus.

I told you.
I screened every sample.

There is another possibility.
Which is?

A six-pack of peach pernod...

and you were drunkerthan a skunk
when you did the tests.

"Perno."
The"D" is silent.

Ifyou're gonna hang with the Falons,
you better get it right.

"Perno."
Uh-huh.

Thank you, Doctor.
Shall I write it down foryou?

What ifthe missing step
isn't here in the lab?

Your medicine man... the first day
you saw him collect the bromeliads.

What ifhe did something you
instinctively copied that first time...

and haven't done since?

What ifit's in the harvesting?

I counted at least three"what ifs."

You don't start an investigation
with"once upon a time"--

Exactly what
are you going to investigate?

Not what. Who.

Your merry men must know
where the medicine man is.

We should go and question him.

As you yourself pointed out, you're
scarcely a qualified field researcher.

And as you've pointed out,

research is a process of elimination!

Don't you presume
to tell me how to follow up.

"Question the medicine man."
Good God.

Don't you think
I questioned the son of a bitch?

Ocupado. � Ocupado!

Vaya con--

Somewhere else!

Relax, they know not
to urinate in the water.

That's not my concern.
It should be.

Urine attracts the spiky candiru.

It's a tiny fish
that enters any available orifice.

Can't you blow a whistle?
Maybe they'd like to fetch golfballs.

The spikes are angled backwards
and have to be surgically removed.

It's a hell of a procedure.

I came to apologize.
Are you serious?

I lost my temper.
About the spikes?

No, about the medicine man.
Goddamn it, the spiky candiru.

Good God, where?

I have to admit, I've never
actually seen one this far upriver,

but it's not a bad idea
to keep your knickers on.

Well, all gone. Satisfied?

I didn't mean to jump
down yourthroat this afternoon.

I accept your apology.
Let's forget it.

The medicine man wouldn't answer
my questions until I got up to leave...

and then he spoke one word.

Mocara.
The swine flu epidemic?

You told me.
Ah.

Well, the, uh--
He was afraid, you see.

In Mocara their medicine man
had shared forbidden juju magic...

with the eager beaver...

and swine flu...

was the gods' punishment
forthat indiscretion.

All right, he wouldn't talk.

He might talk to me.
Awoman?

What do you want to do,
sit on your hands and pray for peak 37?

We could takeJahausa.
He could plead our case.

You could say you're sorry.

I don't think he knows it was me.

I meant, sorry forthe Alka-Seltzer.

I thought you meant Mocara.

Aaah!

Dapsuia!

Imana!

Imana!

Dapsuia!

Imana!

Same story as the mother.

Supraclavicular node, non-tender,

adherent to the surrounding tissues.

How big would you say?
One centimeter.

I'd give it two.

You can't, and you know it.

It's so close to his windpipe...

he'll choke to death
before the cancer kills him.

It's not a weed, it's a tumor.
It can wait.

It's not a tumor, it's a child.

The child can wait too.

You use the last bit of
the working serum and we have nothing.

You can't use the last ofit.
We know the molecule.

A picture, a ghost in a machine!

For Christ's sake, use your head!

The boy won't die
in the next 48 hours.

If one ofthose beakers sprouts peak 37,
you can give samples away for Christmas.

I'll help you wrap.

Suppose the new serums don't work?

You said yourselfyou found the cure
forthe plague ofthis century.

It belongs to the human race,
not one sick kid.

Dapsuia.

Come on, give me that syringe.

It'll be my sleepless night.

Jahausa's taken his son
to the medicine man.

When she woke up they were both gone.
She wants me to bring them back.

Medicine man?
Kalana, where's the medicine man?

What is she saying?

She's sayingJahausa's a fool
fortaking the boy to the old man.

Who can show us
where the medicine man is?

Palala.
Palala! Palala can show us.

Can't hearyou!
Get out ofthere.

Ifwe leave now, we can catch up.
Can't hearya!

You got some history.
Fine.

It's history. What are you gonna do,
drag it around the rest of your life?

If that man has answers, we need them.
I can't hear--

Can you hear me now?

Aaah!

What is it?
Headache.

Keep your eyes on the ground. You won't
change focus, you won't get a headache.

You might have mentioned it earlier.

Oh, didn't I?
I thought I did.

Palala.

No, no, I've got something better.

Give it.
No, no.

What is it?
Yoco tree.

The bark is 3% pure caffeine--
cures headaches, fatigue,

aches, pains, neuritis, neuralgia.

Drink it. It'll keep you
on your feet 'til dinnertime.

Pass.
Drink it.

Pass!

Drink it,
or Palala will force you on your back,

close your nose,
while I pour it down your gullet.

Isn't that right?
Uh-huh, gullet.

Go ahead.

Aaah!

Whoa!
What's the name ofthis bark?

It's called yoco.
Yo-co!

This would knock Maxwell House
right offthe shelf,

ifthe narcs wouldn't
stop me at the border.

Ahhh! Oooh!

This isn't a hallucinogen, is it?

Which peak is his?
None of the above.

The old man lives
at the base of the gorge.

Downhill!
Yeah!

Hey, we gotta talk about
marketing this stuff!

Yoco-Cola!
Cola, Yoco-Cola!

Hey, of course
you'd have to add sugar.

Yourversion tastes like sh--

Oh, man!
They don't spit in this one, do they?

Spit, no. But--
Don't tell me. Really, don't tell me.

Yo-Caf.
Yo-Spresso.

Yo-Caf!
Yo-Spresso!

Hey, have you broken it down yet?

Whoa! Look at that!

If I were the medicine man,
I would have taken that penthouse.

Why does he live at the bottom?

To get away from the constant gabbing.

Oh, sorry for disturbing you.

You all right?

I'm okay.

Go ahead.
I'll catch up.

That Yo-Cola sounds too much
like a kid's drink.

I'm more interested
in the mass marketing--

I'm more interested in the mass
marketing ofthis drink forthe adults,

like a continental suave thing.

Um, is it difficult...

to process that yoco bark?

Bronx?

Where are you?
I'm all right.

Don't play silly buggers.

Where are you?
I'm all right.

I'm all right.

I'm okay.

Stay where you are.

I'm gonna lower a harness.
Palala.

Secure to the tree.

You've been to the circus, huh?

This is a piece of cake
compared to the triple.

You can tell your kids
you worked without a net.

They're not gonna believe you.
Here we go.

Use your left hand.

You can reach the harness.

Come on, reach back forthe harness.

Aaah! No!

It's all right.
It's all right.

Don't cry.

Look, I promise you.

When this is overyou can cry
all you want and I won't say a word.

Now come on, reach for the harness.

No, I can't do it.

Change of plan.

Mohammed goes to the mountain.
Palala.

The triple is easier.

All right, here I come.

How are you?
No!

It's okay,just let go.

I can't climb up.
You don't have to.

We'll go down together.

It's a hell of a shortcut.
Aaah!

Look, if I wanted to kill both of us,
I could have found easierways.

Now come on. Roll!

Let go! Come on!

Let go!

Rae, let go!

Come on, roll! Come on!
Okay.

All right, you're okay.

Descending down. Come on.

Come on. There you go.

Come on.
I think I hate you.

Whoa!
Faster, let it go.

Come on.
I can't look.

Come on, don't look.
I can't look.

Work your hands.

What happened?
Nothing happened.

What happened?
What happened?

Stay calm. Calm down.
What do we do now?

This is a rescue?

This is a rescue!
What's the matterwith you?

What am I supposed to do,
call 9-1-1, you idiot?

Help! Help!
Calm down. Give me your hand.

This isn't a rescue.
This is a suicide pact.

You idiot!
Calm down! Give me your hand!

When I get ahold ofyou--
Just give me your hand.

What for? What are you, crazy?

Oh, oh!

Well done.

Don't cry.
You were marvelous.

Really, it was the best I've ever seen.

And I've been to the circus
a great many times.

You were spectacular.

Really.

Don't cry.

You promised...

I could cry all I want.

Oh, yes, I did.
Okay.

Go ahead, knock yourself out.

Fortunately,
Palala salvaged your haversack.

Careful, that's peach pernod.

I lost it up there.
I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I'm trying to thank you.

That was a good job.
Enough said.

Go easy on it, hmm?

Why? I'm not driving.

Orwalking, apparently.

No wonder why you like this stuff.

Ooo-ooo-ooo, don't make me laugh.

Ow, oh, God, don't make me laugh.

It hurts.

Ow, ooh, ooh.

Hold on, hold on.

Hold still.

Ow! That burns. Owww!
I know.

What is it? It's burning.
It's magic.

Magic, yes, that old black magic...

has got me in its spell.

� That old black magic �

� That you weave so well �

I know.
Terrifying, isn't it?

� Those icy fingers
up and down your spine �

My spine?

Ooo-ooo-ooo!

� I'm in a spin
Loving this spin I'm in �

All right, bedtime.
Come on, sing it, Campbell.

Come on, sing us a bar.

Come on.

� I should stay away �

� But what can I do �
� But what can I do �

� I hearyour name �
� I hearyour name �

� I'm in a flame � �

Come on, sing it!

Get some sleep, Rae.

Don't!

What?

Don't call me by my given name.

Don't you like it?

Yeah, I like it.

Campbell?
Ready forvisitors?

The medicine man?
He's in the neighborhood.

How do you know?

Call it a hunch.

We might be in the wrong gorge.
Somehow I doubt that.

I mean, are you sure
Palala knows where he lives?

Oh, yeah.
What ifhe doesn't?

What do we do then?

I thought I was dreaming.

Campbell, I thought--

Okay, what's going on?

It seems there's going to be a fight.

Between you and him?

Mm-hmm.

He's three feet tall,
for Christ's sake!

You wanted to pick his brains.
Not offthe sidewalk!

Ever mouth off to the dean...

and then need a grant?

Oh, this is an
"eat crow, kiss ass" contest?

Exactly. Rememberwhat I told you
about taking his stick?

I think this is about giving it back.

So he's got to win?
Mm-hmm.

Okay, bend over,
take three whacks and cut to the info.

It doesn't quite work that way.

The tricky part is...
Is what?

not getting my skull cracked
in the process.

Tell him his mother eats army boots.

He's what happens when cousins marry.

For Christ's sake--Aaah!

I was helping.
Well, don't!

I don't need an interpreter.
I do.

Don't push your luck, runt.
Campbell!

Nice kiss.

What?

What'd he say?
What'd he say?

What'd he say?
What'd he say?

Back to square one.

Where did I go wrong? The eating crow
orthe kissing ass department?

It wasn't a total loss.

My, my.

Isn't it all bright and shiny?

I cleaned up a little, that's all.

These first four extracts
will be ready to test by 7:00.

I'll set my alarm for 6:30.

Incidentally, the blue doesn't come off.

Get drunk somewhere else.

Hey, I live here.

Get sanctimonious somewhere else.

I tried to get drunk atJahausa's,
as a matter of fact,

but I soon tired ofhearing him
pray over his only son.

So I said to myself,
why not visit Dr. Bronx...

and hertabernacle
of empirical evidence?

I'm not a monster, Campbell.
No, you're not a monster.

If I have in any way
labeled you"monstrous"...

by gesture or manner,

I sincerely beg your pardon.

I'd like to go to sleep now.
I have an early morning.

I wouldn't bother setting that alarm,
Monster Bronx.

He won't make it through the night.

You don't know that.

I picture you at Imana's age...

sitting in bed awake, arms crossed,
whispering...

"I don't believe in ghosts.
I don't believe in ghosts."

Where was I when you
were six years of age...

and armed against the dark?

Probably hiding like you are now.

In the jungle or in the bottle?

To which hideout are you referring?

Does it matter?

It's not as difficult
as you might think,

watching someone die.

After 70 or 80 men, women, infants,

you begin to feel quite numb.

When I leftJahausa's hut I was
coming here to get the magic serum...

to save myself, of course, not the boy.

Which makes me the monster.

You, at least, would save the world.

And the world is not one choking boy...

in the middle of a disappearing forest,

even though it seems that way
here in the dark...

against which you are so well armed.

And I have only this.

Enough!
Give me that bottle.

You're not a murderer.
That's not why she left you.

What the hell do you know about it?

She left me...

because I wouldn't allow her
to forgive me.

She very much wanted to.

But I couldn't forgive myself.

Until I do, no one,

no one's allowed.

Dapsuia.

We've been invited
to a prayer meeting.

I'll make your excuses.

Oh, hi!

Kalana!
Kalana!

Kalana!
Yes, yes, he's okay.

He's okay, he'll be fine.
What's going on?

Why is everyone running?

Palala!

Time's up.

A miracle without proof
is only a miracle.

It do not stop bulldozers.

Look, Ornega, I injected him myself.
I'm not doubting it.

This bromeliad, I've never seen it
growing anywhere else.

You can't transplant it to the lab.

I couldn't bring it down
100 feet from origin.

Move your roads through here
and we've lost it.

Come on, Roberto, it's not my road.

We need time.
We're testing new samples.

Senor Reyes has been instructed
to move the villagers.

If a test is successful
in the next 24 hours--

24 hours!

The bulldozers
are running night and day now.

I'm gonna retest.

It didn't work, Rae.
It's not here.

You promised me a week.
You gave me a week.

Pack your bags, Rae,
before the road gets here.

You're always throwing me out.

It's foryour own good.

What do you know about it?
Quite a bit.

You don't smoke, do you?

There's got to be a cigarette
around here somewhere.

Is this supposed to be me?

Supposed to be?
It's a very good likeness.

Take it ifyou want.

No, I'd ratheryou kept it.

I certainly flattered you
by idealizing your forehead.

But, ah--

A man in love
wouldn't notice the disparity.

A man in love?
Yeah, Tommy Falon the younger.

Give it to him.

I'm sure he sees your forehead
exactly as I've drawn it.

He probably never noticed that your
left ear is lowerthan your right ear.

When one is smitten
those are the details that--

What are you running?
A baseline.

What are you using?
Sugar solution.

The same solution
you've used each time?

No, I ran out.
Why?

Where'd you get the sugar?

Aaah!

Campbell!

Campbell!

Campbell!

Campbell!

Campbell!
Campbell!

Campbell!

Damn poortime
for having an iron man contest!

Ow!

Have you ever lost anything, Ornega?

Your car keys, yourwallet?

It wasn't the bromeliads.
It was the ants.

You're certain?

I seem to have left
the evidence in my other suit.

Campbell?

Roberto.

Roberto.

It's me, Miguel.

Ah, Miguel.

We can go wheneveryou are ready.

No, no, no,
I know what I'm looking for now.

Those little orange bastards
exist somewhere else.
Roberto.

I'll find them.
Look at yourself.

It's timeout, my friend.

Six years and all your equipment.
Aston isn't going--

Aston will replace it, all ofit.

And provide him with
a research assistant per his request.

Dr. Sealove, if I remember,

was your first choice.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Ifyou're ready, we should go.

Good luck.

Good luck to you.

You'll be in touch?

They won't relocate
where the government has indicated.

Sooner or later,
they'll have no place left.

Then, they'll go where they're told.

He says the medicine man
has found a place upriver.

Medicine man?
You mean Campbell?

No, that small one over by the trees.

Give me a minute.

Right.

I'll tell him.

He said this was your stick.

He said it's all right now.
He's found a good place.

Ifyou behave yourself,
you can go with them.

He said he'll teach you big magic.

He said he's never
met a man like you before...

and maybe he neverwill again.

I'm gonna need in addition
to a new chromatograph...

more scopes, calipers--

I'll make sure
you get everything you need.

When I reach the city
I'll contact Dr. Sealove.

I've reconsidered.

Dr. Sealove is my second choice now.

Well, come on, Bronx.

You think Tom Falon's
gonna walk down the aisle...

with a woman whose"something blue"
is a tattoo on her forehead?

I want joint publication.

You can have whateveryou want.

What do you want?

A meal and a bath.

Unbutton your shirt.

Dearest Tom, we're pushing
upriver in search of those ants.

With some luck we'll get to them
before the lumber companies do.

And about our marriage--

Well, I'm not so sure...

I'm ready for it yet.

Okay.

Life is strange.

But down here...

Hey, Bronx!
it seems...

Yeah?

Come on!
so very precious.

I'm coming!

" The End "