All language subtitles for The.African.Queen.1951.BluRay.1080p.REMUX.AVC.LPCM.DTS-HD.MA.2.0-LEGi0N

(ExotiC birdCalls)

(Distant singing)

♪ Bread of heaven, bread of heaven...

(IndistinCt singing by congregation)

♪ In this barren wilderness...

♪ song of praises, song of praises

♪ I will ever give to thee

♪ I ...

(whistle tooting)

(Tooting)

(Engine chugging)

(PIays tune on instrument)

(Tooting)

(They speak native language)

♪ Be the Lord.. .
- (Whistle toots)

♪ Song of praises, song of praises

♪ I will ever give to thee...

(They speak native language)

♪ Wake of death and...

♪ song of praises, song of praises

♪ I will ever give to thee

♪ I will ever give to thee

♪ When I pass the verge of Jordan...

(shouting)

♪ Song of praises, song of praises

♪ I will ever give to thee

♪ I will ever give to thee...

Amen!

♪ Amen

- Hello, Reverend.
- Mr AIlnut.

Here's your mail. Sorry I'm late,
but one thing and another kept me.

You know how it is.
Or maybe you don't.

- Oood morning.
- Morning, miss.

- Ah, splendid. They've Come at last.
- Huh?

- My rose trees.
- You'll stay for tea?

Don't mind if I do.
I sure need something in my Condition.

I'll get a going over when I get baCk to the mine.
Them Belgians will Call me names.

But I don't mind being cussed.
They won't fire me.

Nobody in Africa, except yours truly, can get up
a good head of steam on the old AfriCan Oueen.

(Gurgling)

(Gurgling)

(Gurgling)

You take sugar, I seem to remember, Mr AIInut.

- That's right, a couple of spoonfuls.
- And milk?

(Ourgling) That's right, miss.

(Gurgling)

(Gurgling)

- Bread and butter?
- That's right, miss.

- Brother?
- Thank you.

(Gurgling)

Huh.

Just listen to this stomaCh of mine.

The way it sounds,
you'd think I had a hyena inside me.

Do have some more bread and butter,
Mr AIInut.

Thanks, miss. I. .. I don't mind if I do.

(Gurgling)
ExCuse me.

Oueer thing, ain't it?

I mean, what do you suppose
makes a man's stomaCh carry on like this?

Try a rock cake, Mr AIInut.

No, thanks, miss.

- Herbie Morton's a bishop.
- Huh?

- Who's that, dear?
- Surely you remember Herbie.

BIond, bit younger than I am, ruddy faced.
He sang a solo at the commemoration concert.

Holy, Holy, I think.

I think I remember.
It was so long ago.

- He's a bishop now.
- Splendid.

I'd say Herbie was a bit younger than me -
four or five years.

It's surprising, really.
He wasn't up to muCh as a student.

Didn't have more than his share
of the social graces.

- Then, of Course, he married well.
- Oh.

That manufacturer's widow.
What was his name?

Griggs? Briggs. That was it.

Alfred Briggs. Soap flakes, I think.

Mrs Alfred Briggs.

Not to take anything away from Herbie.

- I'm delighted for him.
- Of course.

(Gurgling)

Ain't a thing I can do about it.

- It was Holy, Holy.
- More tea, Mr Allnut?

Thank you, no, miss.

I'd better shove off
if I'm to get back to the mine by tomorrow night.

- Don't hurry, Mr AIInut.
- Do stay for dinner.

Thanks just the same.

Oh, uh...

I probably won't be Coming around this way
for a Couple of months.

Really? What about our mail?

There's not gonna be any mail for a while.

- Why not?
- The Germans will hold it up.

- Why, in Heaven's name?
- On account of the war.

- War? Where, Mr Allnut?
- Europe.

Indeed? Between whom?

Oh, uh... Germany, England.

- England?
- That's right.

- You really mean war?
- That's what they tell me.

Germans claim the British started it.
British CIaim it was the Oermans.

- What do you know? What's happened?
- That's all I Can remember.

Oh, yes. The Prench are in it
and all them little Countries -

Austria, Hungary, Belgium, Spain.

I forget who's with who.

- Is that all you can tell us?
- That's all I know.

I'll find out more in Lubumbashi.

What will our position be? Enemy aliens.

What harm could be done to the Oermans
in this godforsaken place?

God has not forsaken this place,
as my brother's presenCe here bears witness.

- Oh, no offence, miss.
- War.

Yeah. Yeah, looks like it.

Well, I'll be shoving off.
Thanks for the tea.

Take care of yourselves.

Ooodbye. Thank you.

Ooodbye, Mr AIInut.

Wretched little man. He's a Canadian.
Doesn't he realise he's in this, too?

Shouldn't we try to get to Lubumbashi?

The good shepherd doesn't desert his fiock
when the wolves are prowling.

We must ask the AImighty to bless England
and carry her through her hour of trial.

(Distant drumbeats)

(Man calls out in native language)

(Speaks urgently in native Ianguage)

(Shouting)

Rose, go into the house and stay there.

What's the meaning of this outrage?
How dare you?

(Speaks Oerman)

Ooh!

Samuel? Samuel!

Dear, here you are,
and without your hat on.

Didn't you hear me calling?

Yes, but I must get the seeds in now.
It's a bit late. August.

But, dear, you know it doesn't matter
when one plants in central Africa.

Africa?

Brother, dear, you're not at all well.

A-Africa?

I'll help you off with your things.

Rose...

(Samuel groans and thuds to fioor)

Brother! Brother! Dear!

Smite the Amalekites, oh, Lord.

Smite them. Hit them, die.

Amen.

Cold. Poggy-

Where's Rose?

- Rose, are you down there in the shop?
- I'm here.

Bring me a nice, hot Cup of tea.

I'm here, brother, beside you.

I try so hard, you know, to study...

Hebrew, Greek... I've got no facility.

If I don't pass the examinations,
I shall volunteer as a missionary.

Rose, too.
Not Comely among the maidens,

but she, too, can be a servant
in the house of the Lord.

Even for suCh as she,
Ood has a goodly purpose.

I'd better put my books away.
I'm not going to work any more.

If I don't pass, it'll just mean
that God has other work for me.

Thy will be done.

Oh, no, Lord, if it be thy will,
let me distinguish myself.

Oive me a call.. .here,
in England, at home.

Mother would be so proud.

Oh, Lord. I have tried so hard.

(Whistle toots)

So, they've been here, too, eh?

After I left here the other day,
the drums started in the forest.

Pretty soon my boys was moaning
and rolling their eyes.

I asked 'em what the trouble was

and they told me the drums said the soldiers
was rounding up their people, marching them off

and burning their villages
so they Couldn't come back.

When I got to the mine,
everything was a shambles.

My boys took one look
and bolted into the forest.

The way I look at it,
they plan to make soldiers of the natives

and take over all Africa.

- Where's the reverend?
- He's in there. He's dead.

Oh. Oh, well, now, ain't that awful?

If they'd shoot a reverend
couldn't do 'em a bit of harm,

there ain't nobody safe.

They didn't shoot him, Mr Allnut,
but they may as well have done.

Oh, that's certainly too bad, miss.
That's all I can say.

When'd he die, miss?

He died early this morning.

ExCuse me, miss.
What I mean to say is,

what with the climate,
the quicker we get him buried the better...

if you don't mind my saying so.

- You got a spade?
- Behind the bungalow.

I expect he'd like to be buried in the shade.

While I'm digging the grave,
you get your things together.

We Can clear out in a hurry.
The Oermans might come back anytime.

Why should they?

They'll be baCk, Iooking for the AfriCan Oueen.

They'd give a lot to get their hands on her
and what's in her-

blasting gelatine, tinned grub,
Cylinders of oxygen and hydrogen.

Heaps of things them Germans Could use.

The Oermans.

I figure we can go somewheres behind an island
and talk about what to do.

- I'll get ready.
- Pine. I'll be as quiCk as I can.

Let's go, miss.
Let's go while the going's good.

Pardon me.

Mind taking the tiller, miss?

- Huh?
- Come on.

- But I can't steer.
- Come on.

A little to starboard, miss.
No, no. The other way.

Ah. So far so good.

Here we are safe and sound.

- The question is, what next?
- Ouite.

We got heaps of grub. We're all right.

2,000 cigarettes, two Cases of gin.

We could stay here for months if we wanted to.

Not a bad place to sit out a war.

All the comforts of home,
including running water.

We simply can't remain here in this backwater
until the war is over.

Can't we, miss? You got the map.
Show me a way out and I'll take it.

The British will Iaunch an attack.
WhiCh way will they Come?

Maybe from the sea, up the railway,
but that would put the Oermans between us.

Mightn't our soldiers come in
from British East?

They might, but the war would be over
before they hacked through that forest.

We're in a bit of a fix, miss.

One thing's certain.
They won't Come up from the Congo.

They can't cross that Iake
while the Louisa's there.

- The Louisa? What's that?
- A 100-ton steamer.

The Germans brought her overland in sections.

She's the boss of the Iake
cos she's got a six-pounder.

- What's that?
- A gun. The biggest gun in Central AfriCa.

- I see.
- Without the Louisa, it'd be easy.

The Oermans wouldn't last a month
if our men could get aCross the Iake.

But all that don't get us any closer to home.

This river, the UIanga,
runs into the Iake, doesn't it?

Well, yes, miss, it does.

But if you got any ideas
about going in this launch, get rid of 'em.

Why?

Well, first off, there's Shona.

The Germans have a fort there.

If we tried to pass their guns, they'd blow us up.

Then there's the rapids.

100 miles of water
like it was Coming from a fire hose.

Then the river's Called the Bora.

They didn't know it was the same river
until this Spengler...

- He got down it, I remember.
- Yes, in a dug-out canoe.

With six Swahili paddlers.
That was his map you was Iooking at.

Mr AIInut, what's in these boxes
with the red lines on them?

Oh, them? Well, that's blasting gelatine, miss.

- Is it dangerous?
- No, miss. That's safety stuff.

You can get it wet and it don't do it any harm.

You can hit it with a hammer and it won't go off.
At least I don't think so.

Takes a detonator to set it off.

- I'll put it over the side for you.
- No, we may want it.

What are these long,
round, torpedo-like things?

Oh, them? Them's oxygen
and hydrogen cylinders, miss.

- Mr AIInut.. .
- I'm still right here.

There ain't any other place I Could be
on a 30-foot boat.

You're a maChinist, aren't you?
Wasn't that your position at the mine?

Yes, a kind of jaCk-of-all-trades
and master of none, like they say.

- Could you make a torpedo?
- How's that, miss?

Could you make a torpedo?

A torpedo?

Ask me to make a dreadnought
and do it up right.

A torpedo?
You don't know what you're asking.

There ain't nothing so complicated
as the insides of a torpedo.

It's got gyroscopes,
compressed air chambers...

But all those things,
they're only to make it go, right?

Yeah. Yeah, go and hit what it's aimed at.

Well, we've got the African Oueen.

Uh, how's that, miss?

If we were to fill those Cylinders
with that blasting gelatine

and then fix them so they stiCk out
over the end of the boat,

and then run the boat against a ship,

they would go off just like a torpedo,
wouldn't they?

Yeah, if they had detonators in the end.

We could get a good head of steam up,
toward a ship,

and just before she hits,
we Could dive off, couldn't we?

Why, sure, miss. Sure. Absolutely.

There's one thing wrong with your idea.

There ain't nothing to torpedo.

Oh, yes, there is.

- Is what?
- Something to torpedo.

- What's that?
- The Louisa.

The Louisa?!

Oh, now, don't talk silly.

You can't do that, honest!
We can't get down the UIanga.

Spengler did.
If a German did it, we can, too.

You never tried it!

I never tried shooting myself in the head
neitherl

Trouble with you is,
you don't know anything about boats.

In other words,
you are refusing to help your Country

- in her hour of need, Mr Allnut?
- Huh?

Well, I wouldn't put it that way.

Just how would you put it, Mr AIInut?

All right, have it your own way,
but don't blame me for what happens.

Very well. Let's get started.

- What, now, miss?
- Yes, now.

There ain't two hours of daylight left.

We Can go a long way in two hours.

Uh, I'll have to get the old kettle to boiling and...

Well, do so, Mr AIInut.

"Could you make a torpedo?"

"Well, do so, Mr AIInut."

A little to starboard, miss. That's right.

Hey, you're doing fine, miss.

It's really quite easy, isn't it, Mr AIInut?

Ah, you got to Iearn to read the river.

Read the river?

Yeah. You see that long thing over there,

looks kind of like a "V"?

That means a snag.

- Oh.
- This Choppy water over here,

that means shallow.

The Oueen don't draw much water,
so we can go right over 'em.

Most boats would get their bottoms tore up.

And when it's smooth and flat
like that over there?

Does that mean a rock, Mr AIlnut?

Rocks or hippo, miss.

But don't go bumping into no hippo.

Makes them awful mad.

This boat's only big enough for the two of us.

What was the matter, Mr AIInut?

Steam pump's full of scum and rust.
She gets clogged up.

Kicking her starts her working again.
I gotta aCt fast.

One of my boys dropped a sCrewdriver
down the safety valve.

What would happen if you didn't kiCk her?

Whole boiler'd blow up.

But if we're going downstream,
why do we need the engine at all?

Boat's gotta go fast or you can't steer.

If I let the engine die going down the rapids,
we'd be goners.

- Mr AIInut?
- Yes, miss?

Why don't you dismantle the safety valve
and remove the screwdriver?

I'm gonna do that one of these days.

The only reason I ain't done it up to now
is cos I kind of like kiCking it. She's all I've got.

Ahh.. .it's kind of hot work, ain't it, miss?

I could do with a drink. Excuse me.

Oh.

You gonna have one, miss?

No.

- What is it?
- Gin, miss.

- Something the matter, miss?
- No.

How'd you like a nice cup of tea?

I'd like a cup of tea.

It'll taste a little rusty,
but we Can't have everything, can we?

There you are. Get this out of the way.

- Sugar, miss?
- Thank you.

Don't mention it.

- A bit of supper, miss?
- It's too hot to eat.

- How long you been out here, miss?
- About 10 years.

- What part of England are you from?
- The Midlands.

- Sounds pretty, anyway.
- Yes, it is. It's very pretty.

Ever get homesiCk?

It's Sunday afternoons I think of most-
the peaCe and the quiet.

Yeah, on Sunday afternoons,
I was always sleepin' one off.

- This is very, very good.
- Yes, it isn't half bad, is it?

What brought you to Africa, Mr Allnut?

The Zambezi bridge. A whole boatload
of us Canucks Came over to work on it.

Don't know why they wanted it,
both sides of the river being the same,

but why does a chiCken Cross the road?

- I beg your pardon?
- Nothing, miss.

Ah, sometimes I wish I was back
rubbing elbows, as they say.

There's nothing like the noise
of a Saturday night to cheer a fellow up.

The rest of the week,
I'd be taking orders from somebody.

Out here I'm my own boss.
Anyway, I was until...

Hey, you didn't see any crocodiles,
did you, miss?

Crocodiles? No.

There's no shallows for 'em.
The Current's too swift.

I Could do with a bath before I turn in.

I'd like a bath myself.

Well, I'll go in the bow
and hang off the anChor Chain.

You can stay baCk here in the stern
and do whatever you have to.

As long as we don't look, it won't matter.

Well, how about it, miss?

Very well, Mr Allnut.

That's the ticket.

- Mr Allnut!
- Right here.

I Can't get back into the boat.

I'll give you a hand.

Close your eyes, Mr AIInut.

All right. I'm all right, thank you.

Mr AIInut!

I'm sorry I woke you, miss.

What are you doing?

I. .. I ain't doing nothing, miss.

Well, get out. This instant!

Mr AIInut!

Mr AIInut!

You may come in out of the rain!

Thank you, miss.

- Oh, miss?
- Yes, Mr AIInut?

I'm sorry I gave you suCh a turn.

That's quite all right, Mr AIInut.

- Good night, miss.
- Oood night, Mr Allnut.

- What a frightfully strong smell!
- What smell?

The river.

Smells like marigolds, stale ones.

Does, huh?

Not a very good smell for a flower.

They're very pretty, though, marigolds.

They are, huh?

- Mr AIInut?
- Yes, miss?

The current's quite strong here, isn't it?

Yes. We're getting near the rapids.

Really? So soon?

Just around that bend.

Kind of dangerous.
Better let me take over.

Here you are, miss.

- Well, miss?
- Yes, Mr AIInut?

- How'd you like it?
- Like it?

- White water rapids.
- I never dreamed.

I don't blame you for being scared,
not one bit.

Ain't nobody ain't scared of white water.

I never dreamed a mere physiCal experienCe
Could be so stimulatingl

How's that?

I've only known such excitement
a few times before.

A few times in my dear brother's sermons
when the spirit was really upon him.

- You want to go on?
- Naturally.

- Miss, you're crazy!
- pardon?

What if we'd come up against them rocks?

But we didn't.

I must say I'm filled with admiration
for your skill, Mr AIlnut.

Do you suppose, after I've praCtised,
that someday I might try?

Miss, them rapids ain't nothing
to what's out in front of us!

I wouldn't call them rapids at all.

- I Can hardly wait.
- But, miss!

Now that I've had a taste of it,
I don't wonder you love boating, Mr AIlnut.

Is something the matter, Mr AIlnut?
Tell me.

Nothing. Nothing you'd understand.

I simply can't imagine.

It's been such a pleasant day. What is it?

Yes, Mr AIInut?

All this foolish talk about the Louisa,
going down the river.

- What do you mean?
- We ain't gonna do nothing of the sort.

Of Course we are. What an absurd idea.

"What an absurd idea.
What an absurd idea."

Lady, you've got ten absurd ideas for my one.

Ha.

Just why don't you want to go on, Mr AIInut?

- The river at Shona.
- Shona?

You're darn right, Shona.

All it takes is one bullet in the blasting gelatine
and we'd be in little bits and pieces.

- Then we'll go by night.
- Oh, no, we won't. After Shona, it's the rapids.

Nobody in their might rind
would taCkle the rapids at night.

Then we'll go in the daylight,
on the far side of the river from Shona,

as fast as ever we can.

- Oh, no, we won't.
- You agreed to go.

I never did. I never agreed to nothing.

You are a Iiar, Mr Allnut,
and what is worse, you are a coward.

Woo! Coward yourself.

You ain't no Iady. No, miss.

That's what my poor old mother
would say to you,

if my poor old mother were to hear you.

Whose boat is this, anyway?

I asked you on board cos I was sorry for you
on aCcount of you losing your brother.

That's what you get
for feeling sorry for people.

Well, I ain't sorry no more, you crazy,
psalm-singing, skinny old maid!

♪ There was a bold fisherman

♪ Set sail from off Pimlico

♪ And when he got off Pimlico

♪ The winds did begin to blow

♪ And the little boat wibble-wobbled so

♪ Then overboard went he

♪ Singing.. .twinky deedle dum

♪ Twinky deedle dee

♪ Was the highly interesting song that he sung

♪ Twinky deedle dum

♪ Twinky deedle dee...

(Animals screeching and chattering)

(Trickling)

Oh.

Oh, miss. Oh, have pity, miss.

Oh, you don't know what you're doing, miss.

I'll perish without a hair of the dog.

Oh, miss.

It ain't your property!

Ooh. Oh...

Oh, what a head.

♪ There was a bold fisherman

♪ Set sail from off Pimlico

♪ To catch the bold piggy

♪ And the gay macaroo

♪ But when he got off Pimlico, the winds...

Ah, it's a great thing
to have a lady aboard with Clean habits.

Sets a man a good example.

A man alone, he gets to living like a hog.

Then, too, with me, it's always put things off.

Never do today
what you can put off till tomorrow.

But with you,
business before pleasure every time.

Do all your personal laundry,
make yourself spick-and-span,

get all the mending out of the way,

and then, and only then,

sit down for a niCe quiet hour
with the good book.

I tell you, it's a model, like an inspiration.

I ain't had this old engine so clean in years,
inside and out.

Just look at her, miss.
See how she sparkles.

Myself, too.

Ouess you never saw me
without whiskers and CIeaned up.

I'll bet you wouldn't recognise me,
that muCh of a change.

Dressed up, too.

If I only had some Clean Clothes like you.

Now, you. .. Why, you could be at high tea.

Say, that's an idea, miss.
How's about a nice little Cup of tea?

Don't you stir. I'll be glad to make it for you.

(Distant growling)

Uh... How's the book, miss?

Not that I ain't read it.

My mum used to read me stories out of it.

How's about reading it out Ioud?

I could sure do with
a little spiritual comfort myself.

And you call yourself a Christian.

Do you hear me?

Don't you? Don't you?

Huh? Huh?

(Animals sCreeCh and growl)

What you being so mean for, miss?

Man takes a drop too much once in a while,
it's...only human nature.

Nature, Mr AIInut, is what we are
put in this world to rise above.

Miss...

I'm sorry. I apologise.

What more can a man do
than say he's sorry, huh?

You done paid me baCk, miss.
You didn't even leave me a drop.

Miss, have a heart. Pair's fair.

You've got to say something.
I don't care what it is.

I'll be honest with you, miss, I...

I just can't stand no more of this.

I just ain't used to it.

So, you think it was your
nasty drunkenness I minded.

Well, what else?

You promised you'd go down the river.

Miss, listen to me...and try to understand.

There's death a dozen times over
down the river.

I'm sorry. Don't blame me, blame the Ulanga.

You promised.

Well, I'm taking my promise back!

All right, miss, you win,
as the croCodiles will be glad to hear.

Down the river we go.

Have some breakfast, Mr AIInut.

Thanks. Don't mind if I do, Cos it'll be my last.

Oh, no. Oet up steam.
Breakfast can wait.

Waiting for their supper, miss.

WhiCh side of the river is Shona on?

How's that, miss?

WhiCh bank is Shona on?

Over to starboard, miss.

Good. Then the sun will be in their eyes.

Huh?

I say, the sun will be in their eyes!

Don't be worried, Mr Allnut.

Oh, I ain't worried, miss.

Oave myself up for dead
baCk where we started.

Mr AIInut.

Better get down, miss!

(Speaks Oerman)

(Speaks Oerman)

Get down lower, miss!

(Ounfire)

(Piring continues)

Nothing to do but let her drirt, miss.

(Laughter)

(Bullets ricoChet)

(Curses in German)

Are we going to be all right, Mr Allnut?

Oh, yes. Everything's all right,

if we Can keep up steam up,

and the boiler don't bust and that mend holds.

And we don't pile up on them roCks.

Oh!

We made it! We made itl

Hip, hip, hooray!

We sure put one over on them that time,
didn't we?

How curious to have people shooting at you.

They were so surprised to see us,
they didn't shoot till we passed!

One isn't afraid at all.

They didn't believe we'd go down the gorge!

- The bullets sound like mosquitoes.
- They didn't believe anybody could!

I felt like clapping at them!

Well, we showed 'em! Hip, hip, hooray!

(Laughs)

Was my handling of the boat all right?

Well, yes, miss.

It was better than all right, miss.

Well, we're. .. we're running short of fuel.

We'd better put in some plaCe.

Well, I ...

I better do some pumping,
we'll be swimming pretty soon.

- Let me do that.
- Oh, no, miss.

Please let me, while you get the fuel.

Easy does it, miss. Don't wear yourself out.

Picked up a thorn in my foot.

- It's gone right through the rubber sole.
- Let me.

Oh, thank you, miss.

Do you.. .recognise these flowers, Mr Allnut?

Huh?

I've never seen them before.

Well, I can't say as I have, either.

Perhaps no-one has.

I don't suppose they even have a name.

Whether they have or not, they.. .
they sure are pretty.

(Birdsong)

Mr AIInut.

Dear.

Hm?

Well...

Well, now.

This is more like it...breakfast in bed.

Two spoonfuls of sugar is right, isn't it?

PanCy your building a fire and all
while I slept.

Dear, what is your first name?

- Charlie.
- Charlie.

That's a nice name.

Charlie, Charlie.

Oive us a kiss.

Charlie. Charlie, dear.

You know, the more I look at this place,
the prettier it gets.

I expeCt it's just about
the prettiest place I've ever been to.

Not that I ain't all for going on down the river.

The sooner we blow up the old Louisa, the better.

What I meant was...

...I'd like to Come back here someday.

- Then you think we can do it?
- Of Course we Can do it!

Nothing a man can't do if he believes in himself.

Never say die, that's my motto.

I've had misgivings.

I was beginning to think
that the whole thing was a mistake.

How's that, miss... I mean, Rosie?

I had a moment of weakness.

Oh, if you're feeling weak,
a day or two here won't make any differenCe.

Oh, no. We'll go on.

Thank heaven for your strength, Charlie.

(Engine chugging)

(Honks like hippopotamus)

(Laughs)

(Giggles) Oh! No!

(Charlie continues honking)

(Hippopotamuses reply)

(Laughs)

(Baboons chatter)

(imitates baboons)

Don't.

(Honks like a hippopotamus)

Hey, Rosie. Listen.

(Deep rumbling)

Aaagh!

We nearly done it that time, Rosie.

- I wonder how much damage we've done.
- Let's get the water out and see.

Yeah. Not bad.

Better than we could have hoped for.
Skin seems tight, no water coming in.

What was all that clattering before we stopped?

That's what we gotta find out, old girl.

How are you going to do that, dear?

I gotta go down underneath
and take a look.

I hope there's no fancy currents down there.

Well, here goes.

Could you see anything, dear?

Yeah.

Shaft's twisted like a corkscrew,
and there's a blade gone off the prop.

We'll have to mend it, then.

Mend it? Huh. Pat ChanCe!

Oh, why is that, dear? What should
we have to do before we can go on?

I'll tell you.

I'll tell you what we Could do
if we was back in Lubumbashi.

We could pull this old tub out

and take the shaft down

and haul it over to the workshop
and forge it straight again.

We could write to the makers for a new prop.

They might even have one in stoCk,
as this boat's only 30 years old.

While we was waiting,
we could Clean her bottom and paint her up.

Then we'd put the new shaft in
and the new prop

and go on our way as if nothing had happened.

But this ain't Lubumbashi.

Couldn't you straighten the shaft
without taking the boat up on shore?

Uh... I don't know. I might.

Means working under water.
It could be done, maybe.

If you Could get the shaft up on shore,
Could you straighten it?

I ain't got no anvil, no hearth, no Coal.. .
I ain't got nothing!

I saw a Masai native working once
using charcoal on a big hollow stone.

He had a boy to fan the charcoal.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I've seen that.

I'd use a bellows, myself.
I could make one easy enough.

Well, if you think that would be better.

There's Iots and Iots of firewood on the bank.

Why don't you try it?

No. No, no.

It ain't no use, Rosie.

I was forgetting the prop. The blade's gone.

Can't we go on the blades that are left?

The prop would be out of balance. The shaft
would be twisted up like a corkscrew again.

We'll have to make a new blade, then.

There's lots of iron and stuff that you could use.

Yeah. Tie it on!

Well, if you think that would do, but...

wouldn't it be better to weld it on?

Isn't that the right word, dear? Weld it on?

(Chuckles)

You're a one, Rosie. Really, you are.

Well, isn't "weld" the right word, dear?

- You know what I mean, even if it isn't.
- Oh, yeah.

(Coughs)

I swallowed half the river that time.

You were down there an awfully long time.

The shaft don't want to come out, it's stuck, like.

- Charlie?
- Huh?

- Let me help you.
- What are you gonna do?

- I'm going to go down there too.
- Are you craCked? The currents are fierCe.

I don't want a drownded woman on my hands.

What will you be thinking of next?

Huh!

Well.. .here goes.

If my old dad had put me to blacksmithing
when I was a kid,

I don't think I should have ever Come to AfriCa.

I might have...

But then I wouldn't have met you, Rosie, old girl.

Oh, Charlie.

Now...

There.

That's about as good as I could get it.

Didn't take so long, neither.

The blade'II be a different thing.
I gotta make that.

(Steam hisses)

It turns right enough,
but that don't mean nothing.

Ouestion is,
will she stand up under a full head of steam?

Well, we'll get the answer out there.

The Lord help us if it ain't the right one.

Looks like this old river got tired
of all the running and jumping she did

and deCided to Iay down and rest for a while.

This must be where the river changes
her name from Ulanga to Bora.

(Bird sCreeches)

Ah, pinch me, Rosie.

Here we are, going down the river
like Antony and Cleopatra on their barge.

(Elephants trumpeting)

Ah, if it hadn't been for you, this Couldn't be.

- Don't you feel proud of yourself?
- Certainly not.

Look at the way you kept the engine going.

Look at how you mended the propeller.
It wasn't me at all.

I don't think there's another man alive
who could've done it.

Right you are, Rosie,
cos no other man alive's got you.

I'll never forget
the way you looked going over the falls -

head up, chin out, hair blowing in the wind.

The living picture of a heroine.

PanCy me a heroine.

Oh, Charlie. You've lost your mind.

Lost my heart, too.

Should we drop the anchor, sweetheart?

The river needs to rest for a while.
I suppose we do, too.

Rosie, I got a feeling that soon we're gonna
wish we was baCk shooting the rapids.

- Ooh!
- Oh!

Ooh, this is awful. We gotta get out of here.

We ain't got no steam.

- I'm going in. I'm going under the water.
- Yeah, that's it.

No!

But I'm being eaten alive!

About what you said, look at that.

Oh! Get me out of here, Charlie.
I Cannot stand it! Oh! Ahh!

Ohhl Charlie! Charlie! Charlie!

Charlie! Charlie! Hurry, hurry!

No... No.. .ohl

Charliel

Charliel

Hurry, hurry! Hurry!

We got away from them. You Can Come out now.

I'm ashamed of myself, Charlie, aCting this way.

But I. .. I couldn't help it, I was going mad.

Oh, you're so bitten.

The bites themselves ain't so bad,
it's having 'em all around you.

I've heard of them
driving buffalo stark, staring mad

so they just run and run
until they fall down dead.

Will it be that way wherever we tie up?

Probably.

What are we going to do, Charlie?

Well, if the river keeps straight,
deep and slow, nothing muCh can hurt us.

I'll let the anchor out a way.
That'll keep us out of trouble.

How much further do you suppose it is
to the lake, Charlie?

Not so many miles as the crow fiies.
No telling how many days.

All depends on how much
winding around this old river does.

Ah.. .what a time we've had, Rosie.

(Chuckles)

What a time.

We'll never IaCk for stories
to tell our grandchildren, will we?

(Engine chugging)

Nothing but grass and papyrus
as far as you can see.

- Which is the main Channel?
- Don't look like there is one.

What are we going to do, Charlie?

I don't know.

We can't just go round and round here forever.

Can't just go round and round.

We get in and the grass Closes in baCk
of the stern, there's no going back, Rosie.

Anything happens, we just sit there
till we go off our heads with fever.

I know it.

All right.

You pays your money
and you takes your choice.

That way.

Pull her over.

We've Come along by steam,
we've paddled and pushed

and pulled this old boat along with a hook.

What we ain't done up to now
is get out and carry her.

Looks like that'll Come next.

It's hard to breathe, the air is so heavy.

Can't tell it from the water.

Or the water from the land, for that matter.

All the channels we've lost,

all the twisting and turning we've done.

We may come out back where we started,
if we come out at all.

We've always followed the current,
what little there is of it.

That don't mean nothing to this river!

This river's crazy... crazy as I am!

Charlie. Charlie.

Sorry, old girl.

Well...

Only thing that'll put the roses
back in our cheeks

is to get out of these reeds.

What I said about having to get out
and Carry this old boat...

was meant to be a joke.

Don't look like a joke now.

Well...

Aagh!

Ooh! Ohh!

Ooh, the little beggars!

Ooh, pull them off me.

No! If the heads stay in,
they'll poison your blood.

Salt, salt.

Eugh! The Iegs.

Eugh.

Oh, if there's anything in the world I hate,
it's IeeChes!

The filthy little devils.

There. There, dear. There.

Pine specimen of a man I am, ain't I?

You're the bravest man that ever Iived.

You just overdo, that's all.

What you need is a few hours' sleep.

There. Now, are you all comfortable?

Go to sleep, dear.

And when you wake up,
we'll be on our way again.

- Rosie.. .
- Yes, Charlie?

You want to know the truth, don't you?

Even if we had all our strength,
we'd never get her off this mud.

We're finished.

I know it.

But, Rosie...

I'm not one bit sorry I came.

What I mean is...it was worth it.

Dear Lord...

...we've come to the end of our journey.

In a little while, we will stand before you.

I pray for you to be merciful.

Judge us not for our weakness but for our love,

and open the doors of heaven
for Charlie and me.

(Thunder rumbles)

(Honks)

(Growling)

(Thunderclap)

Rosie.

Rosie.

Rosie. Rosie, dear.

Look. We're on the Iake.

The rain did it.

It just Iifted the old Oueen up
and carried her over the mud.

We couldn't have been 100 yards
from it last night.

Look, Rosie.

Let's build a fire and get the engine started

and go right out into the middle,
away from these reeds, where we Can breathe.

Sure, sure. We'll be out of here in a ji.

This air.

- Isn't it wonderful?
- Yeah.

It's like... I know you don't approve,
but it's like a shot of gin.

It makes your blood raCe,
your faCe numb and your spirits soar.

I'm sorry I poured that gin out, Charlie.

Aw, forget it, Rosie.

Just to show there's no hard feelings,
I'll make you another Cup of tea.

Oh.

You Carry on more over a cup of tea
than I do over a glass of gin.

Is it?

It's the Louisa and she's coming right toward us.
She must be doing a good 12 knots.

We've gotta make a run for it
back to the reeds.

She's coming right toward us.

I thought for a minute they'd seen us.

They're going toward that island.

Probably anchor there for the night
and leave in the morning.

Don't worry. They'll be baCk again.
You know how the Germans are.

They Iays down systems and they sticks to them.

Mondays they're one place,
Tuesday some plaCe else

and then Wednesday, they'll be back here.

How long will it take
to get the torpedoes ready?

I don't know.

It depends on the detonators.

I gotta devise something.

I know what you're thinking, Rosie.

You're thinking of
taking the Oueen out at night

when the Louisa comes baCk, ain't you, old girl?

Well.. .we ought to manage it.

There. That ought to work.

When we ram her,
these nails will hit the perCussion caps

and shoot the bullets into the gelatine.

Charlie, you're wonderful.

Can't put them in the cylinders yet.

We'll put 'em in when we're ready to start.

It'll be dark by then.
Think that you can do it in the dark?

It's a case of have to.

You're quite sure
they'll come baCk with the Louisa?

Mm-hm. Dead sure.

Let me see.
The lake's 100 miles long, 50 miles wide.

Louisa does about... about 12 knots.

That's 120 miles a day. Yup.

She'll be back here tomorrow.

When she Comes, we'll be ready for her.

Charlie, let's make the Oueen
as clean as we can.

Scrub her decks and polish her brass.

Sure. She ought to look her best,
representing, as she does, the Royal Navy.

- You know, Rosie, I been thinking.
- Yes, Charlie?

There ain't no use of us both going to do it.

- Now I Can plainly see it's a one-man job.
- You couldn't be more right, Charlie, dear.

Rosie, I'm glad you agree.

When the time comes, I'll put you off on the east
shore. You wait while I attend to the Louisa.

- No, you're the one to be put ashore.
- Me?

This whole thing was my idea.
I'm the IogiCal one to Carry it out.

Why, Rosie, I'm surprised at you!
You're a sensible woman.

We won't have any more talk like that.

I can manage this boat
as well as you can, and you know it.

Rosie, you're cracked!

Didn't I steer going down the rapids?

But you don't know about the engine.
Suppose she broke down on you?

Me, I'd just walk back from the tiller
and do a thing or two to that engine,

you know, spit on her, kick her,
and she'd go right to work again.

Oh, she knows who's boss, all right,
that old engine does.

I suppose you're right.

Well, now, that's all settled.

I'll dive off just before the crash,
swim over to you on the east shore,

and we'll be off to Kenya.

I meant it may be necessary
for you to Come along.

Come along? Didn't we just agree
this was a one-man job?

But you Convinced me that it isn't, so it's settled.
We'll go together.

Oh, no, we won't.
You'll wait for me on the east shore.

Who do you think you are, ordering me about?

I'm the captain, that's who.

I ain't taking you along.
You'd only be in my way.

I suppose I was in your way
going down the rapids?

Then what you said to me
back there on the river was a lie,

about how you never could have done it alone

and how you'd lost your heart and.. .everything.

You Iiar!

Oh, Charlie, we're having our first quarrel.

Rosie, it's only that
I just can't bear the thought of...

I mean, suppose something should happen -
not that anything will, but...

Don't you understand, Charlie?

I wouldn't want to go on to Kenya without you.

Oh, Rosie.

All right.

It'll be you at the tiller and me at the engine,

just like it was from the start.

And there's the Louisa, right on time.

Blowing up a bit. Better get started. All right?

Charlie! Charlie, I Can't steer!

It's hard to steer.

Too much water in the bow.

Moves out of the water half the time.

Gotta get her nose up or we'll be in trouble!

(Waves crashing)

Rosie, we're sinking!

Rosie!

Rosie!

Rosie! Rosie!

Rosie!

What is your nationality?

Prench?

Belgian? British?

Yeah.

- Yes, what?
- British.

What were you doing on the island?

Um... Oh...fishing.

You are aware the punishment
for giving false testimony

before this court is death by hanging?

Who cares?

What were you doing on the island?

I was fishing.

- How did you get there?
- I swam.

You're in an area prohibited to all

but members of the forces of
His Imperial Majesty Kaiser Wilhelm II.

Who cares?

You are accused of being a spy
in the serviCe of the British armed forces.

Have you anything to say that might
Iead this Court to believe otherwise?

I told you I was fishing.

(They speak German)

The court sentences you to death by hanging.

Sentence to be Carried out immediately.

(Speaks Oerman)

Was there a woman with you?

Rosie! Rosie!

- Rosie! Rosie!
- Charlie!

Rosie!

Charliel

(Speaks Oerman)

Who's that woman?

I don't know.

You just called her by name.

I thought she was somebody else.

I shall hang you twice, I think.

- Charlie.
- Rosie.

(Speaks Oerman)

Who are you?

Miss Rose Sayer.

English?

Of course.

(Speak Oerman)

- What were you doing on the Iake?
- I ain't told 'em nothing.

Silence!

- What were you doing on the Iake?
- We were boating.

Last night in suCh weather?

We were not responsible for the weather.

As your fellow prisoner has already learned,

the penalty for not answering this court is death.

You mean he. .. Charlie?

- Stop that.
- Order.

Are they going to hang you, Charlie?

Prëulein Sayer,
you will answer the question of this Court.

Very well. Ask your questions.

What were you doing on the Iake?

We came to sink this ship,
and we would have except...

Let's at least have the pleasure of telling them.

- Sink this ship?
- Don't believe her. She's touChed - fever.

Stop that, Charlie. I'm certainly not going to
outlive you, and that's all there is to it.

And just how, Prëulein,
did you propose to sink the Konigen Louisa?

With torpedoes.

- Torpedoes?
- Nein.

Will you be so good as to tell us

exaCtly where and how
you aCquired torpedoes?

Mr Allnut made them.

How very interesting.

You don't believe me, do you?

Charlie, tell them how
you made the torpedoes.

Well, I ...

See, I took the heads off
two cylinders of oxygen,

and filled them up with live explosive,
about two hundredweight.

That was easy enough.
The detonators took some doing.

You know what I used?
Cartridges and nails and blocks of soft wood.

Then I took the two cylinders and put them
in the bows of the African Oueen,

near the water line.

When we rammed you, poof!

And where is the African Oueen?

She sank in the storm.

But how did you get onto the Iake?

We came down the Ulanga -
the Bora, you Call it down here.

That's impossible.

Nevertheless.

But everyone knows the river's unnavigable.

That may be.

We Came down it, though, didn't we?
And in the AfriCan Oueen.

(Speaks Oerman)

Would you hang us together, please?

- Noose.
- Wait a minute.

- Hey Captain?
- Yes?

- Will you grant us a last request?
- What is it?

- Marry us.
- Was?

We want to get married.
Ship Captains can do that, Can't they?

Ja!

Why, Charlie. ..what a Iovely idea.

What kind of Craziness is this?

Come on, Captain. It'll only take a minute.

It'll mean such a lot to the Iady.

Very well, if you wish it.

What are the names again?

- Charles.
- Rosie... Rose.

Do you, Charles, take this woman
to be your Iawful wedded wife?

Yes, sir.

Do you, Rose, take this man
to be your lawful wedded husband?

I do.

By the authority vested in me
by Kaiser Wilhelm II,

I pronounce you man and wife.

Proceed with the exeCution.

(Speaks Oerman)

(explosion)

(Shouting in Oerman)

(Siren wails)

(Cries of confusion)

- Hey, what happened?
- We did it, Charlie! We did it!

But how?

Well, what do you think?

(Chuckles)

You all right, Mrs AIInut?

Wonderful. Simply wonderful.
And you, Mr Allnut?

Pretty good.. .for an old married man.

I'm all twisted around, Charlie.

Which way is the east shore?

The way we're swimming, old girl!

♪ There was bold fisherman

♪ Set sail from off Pimlico

♪ To catch the bold piggy
and the gay macaroo

♪ But when he got off Pimlico

♪ The wind, it began to blow...