A Far Off Place (1993)
Nonnie Parker: Are you saying we should cross the Kalahari? That's impossible.
Xhabbo: Wind can do it, we can do it.
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!
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.