-You have to go.
They are coming.
-Who's coming?
-Boko.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
-and forgive us our trespasses...
-What is it? -We got to go.
-Why? -Boko.
They're coming for us.
American hostages. Someone tipped them off.
-Really? Who would do that?
-I think someone from the village.
-No!
-We gotta go. Wanda's already got our bags.
There's a plane coming in. If we rush, we can make it.
-Let me get the children back to the village,
and I'll meet you there.
-Okay, but hurry.
-Okay.
Kids, come on, let's... put our things together.
And Boko Haram terrorists, suspected members
of Islamic State's West Africa Province, (ISWAP),
Monday morning ambushed a convoy
of military troops and civilian joint task force.
Last week Islamist extremists
have been terrorizing villages
near the Cameroonian border.
There are reports of hundreds dead.
-Will we be able to come back?
At some stage?
-Come back?
-We were just getting started.
-Sue, I could have saved that child today
if I just had a stent.
A simple 20-dollar artery stent.
But my stents were stolen,
as were the scalpels and the forceps.
The other medical supplies never even arrived.
The Bibles and-- and books you had shipped over...
lost in the Customs offices.
This...
Africa...
Us in Africa, this isn't working.
-We met some good people here.
-It's not them I blame.
-Well, who then?
-Why does a child so... innocent,
so full of life...
why does he have to die so unnecessarily?
Yeah, Africa kind of sucks, bro.
It's hot and dirty and...
and Max has like dengue fever or something. Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
We'll be back Monday.
We're-- we're done.
Yeah. No, no, no. This place is...
It's here.
-One sec. One sec.
Okay. Get the bags.
-You pay me to be your guide, not carry your bags.
Whatever, dude.
-Hey, I'm Tyler. My father chartered the plane.
-Get in. We leave in three minutes.
Come on. I don't have all day.
-This one looks not valid.
-Yeah. Check again.
Nice doing business with ya.
-We'll see you soon. I promise.
-Hey, man. Uh, Andrew and Sue Rowley.
They said there's a place for us.
-Ten thousand rand.
-What?
-Each.
-They said it was 6,000 for both.
-You're flying private, it's not exactly Delta.
All right, suit yourself.
I'm sure there'll be another plane next week.
-Wait!
Okay.
-No bags.
-No bags?
Sue.
No, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No. No bags. Sorry.
Listen, you've all paid for a seat on the plane.
There's no room for all your luggage.
You don't like it,
you can get another plane.
-Are you the same pilot that was meant to bring
the medical supplies to Miloolka Village?
-They'll come on the next run, I'm sure.
Wait a minute.
I'm sure we can make some arrangement with the luggage.
-On your lap, or on the next plane.
Those coming with me, let's go.
This guy is something else.
-It's fine. We can get the rest sent later.
-You're right. What choice do we have?
-It's only a few hours.
You never have to see him again.
-I see you are the only one with a working seatbelt.
-Yeah, I guess so.
-How you like here?
-We come back every chance we get.
-And it's not just because
helping the natives makes you feel good.
-Well, that and all the frequent flyer miles.
Jesus.
-Hey, you'll be okay, Slick.
Flown a lot of flights, six continents.
One thousand flights.
I don't how many flying hours it is.
It's a lot.
-Aah. Pardon me.
Excuse me. Pardon me.
This plane is overweight.
-Go take a seat, Tonto. I know what I'm doing.
Come on. Getting rough with me, huh?
-What's going on?
Everybody take your seats right now!
-I took a pilot's course a few years ago.
I know this--
-Aaahh!
Chrissy!
I'm alive.
I made it.
-Wake up.
Wake up. Please wake up.
Please. Chrissy.
-Oh, God.
Sue.
-You're alive.
Thank God.
Okay, let me see.
-All right. Hold on, hold on.
-Hey, hey! Can you help me?
She's stuck.
-Look, I think it's her leg.
So we're gonna pull her out of here together, okay?
- Okay. - You take this arm.
We'll go on three.
- Ah. - One.
Two. Three.
No, no, no, no!
She's stuck! She's stuck!
Her leg is stuck.
It's caught on the metal, look.
Oh, God.
-Here, give her some of this.
She doesn't drink.
-It's not a mojito. It's medicine.
-I got this, man. I'm a doctor. Okay?
You're gonna be okay, honey. I promise. All right.
-You're gonna be okay. I'll figure this out.
Is there a first aid kit?
I'm sorry, hon.
Aw. It's okay. It's okay.
I know it hurts.
-When last was this plane serviced?
-Service log's back in Kruger.
I'll send you an email.
-Why did the plane struggle like that?
-Back off.
-I asked you a question.
-Hey!
-Don't touch me.
-You're a real piece of work, huh?
-Fuck you, Father Joseph.
Come on.
-How long were we in the air?
-About 30 minutes.
-We took off east?
-Southeast.
-What is that river we flew over?
-The Nala.
-The Nala. Which means...
Oh, God.
Where are we?
-Someplace you don't want to be, kid.
We need to talk.
The good news is Kwana Village is just to the east.
-The east?
-Yeah, the fucking east.
It'll be a day's hike. We have some water.
It's gonna be a bitch but we can do it.
- And what's the bad news?
We crashed over the Nala Reserve.
-Isn't that the reserve for--
-For big game.
Leopard, hyena...
lion.
No, no, no.
-Relax. Most of these animals
hunt at night when it's cooler.
So we need to get going now before it's too late.
You're going to need to get her going.
You're probably going to have to carry her.
Grab whatever food and water you can.
We leave in five minutes.
Fuck.
-Please, Andrew, no. I can't take any more.
-Sue, you can't stay here.
It's... it's suicide.
-I have faith.
It's okay.
I'll be okay.
-Hey. We gotta go.
-Send help back for us. We're gonna stay here.
-No. We're in lion country.
You stay here, the lions will rip you apart.
-I don't expect you to understand.
-Is faith just the absence of common sense?
-It's not safe.
Please, both of you, reconsider.
We can her get out. I'll help you carry her.
-Thank you for your concern, Thabo.
But we'll be okay.
-Leave that with them.
-I'm not risking my life due to their stupidity.
Must be a full-time job
being such an asshole.
-Like he said, we're fine during the day,
and you'll send help before night.
Just go. We'll be okay.
It's okay.
-Go.
-Wait. Wait!
-You need to ration yourself.
-We're going the wrong way.
We're going the wrong way.
I know the village and it's west.
This doesn't feel right.
-You're hallucinating, kiddo. I know where I'm going.
We need to keep moving.
-This is wrong.
We're going the wrong way.
Fuck. This doesn't feel right.
This isn't right. This isn't right.
-We're almost there.
Look. Thirty minutes.
Kwana Village is just on the other side of those dunes.
-Water.
-Give me... give me... Give me water.
-Here.
-I'm not a good guy.
A river runs halfway through the valley.
We're gonna have more water than we know what to do with.
Saddle up.
Come on. Let's go.
It hurts.
I know it does, hon.
Here.
Oh, thank you. Thank you.
I'm gonna look after you.
I know you will.
I was just sitting here thinking that...
when we get out of this and we get back home...
maybe we should adopt.
Really?
Yeah.
- I love you.
I love you too.
We're gonna get out of this.
-Dear Lord...
please give us the strength...
even in the face of adversity...
even when all seems lost...
...to fight on.
We made a wrong turn.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Fuck no!
We gotta go back.
-No! We can't. No.
You're a fucking murderer!
- What are you doing? - Max.
-This guy's a murderer.
He killed Chrissy. He crashed the plane.
We have to go west.
He made a wrong turn,
but we have to go west or we die!
-You don't know what you're talking about.
I don't know what I'm talking about?
Fuck you. You're a fucking murderer.
He doesn't know where he's going.
I know. I know where we're going.
We have to go west.
-If you want to live... come with me.
Hey.
Look.
- Our plane.
-You bastard!
Andrew, no! You're going to kill him.
-You killed my wife.
You ripped her apart.
You just used our only flare, you fucking idiot.
Lions?
-One. I...
it had her before I could even...
I couldn't save her.
Against a lion, of course not.
-I should have tried harder.
I could-- I couldn't...
Don't do that.
It's not your fault.
I am so sorry. I'll give you some time.
-They're gonna come back. You know that, right?
-Is it true?
You fled?
-When they come back tonight,
we don't have a chance in hell. Okay?
The pilot's cabin locks.
Anywhere else, and we're going to be someone's dinner.
It's only made for two.
In a push, a real push, I think we could
try to get three in there.
-We're four.
-I know.
Can we talk?
How much do you get?
How much do they pay you to smuggle the stuff?
What are you talking about?
Go on. Tell him.
You're smuggling rhino horns.
There's a boy, a six-year-old child dead,
because we didn't get the supplies
that you were meant to deliver.
And now my... my wife.
-We told you not to stay.
-She's dead because of you!
We told you how dangerous it was.
-That engine blew out
because you were carrying too heavy a load.
The crash had nothing to do with the weight.
-God only knows how you sleep at night.
-Now, save the righteous bullshit for the natives, okay?
Shit happens.
And in this case,
shit happened because you risked your wife's life
in the face of common sense.
-I chose to stay with my wife,
to try and protect my wife.
What would you know about being unselfish?
-You don't know me.
-Heads.
-No. No, no, no, no, no, no.
You stay outside.
My father paid you, okay?
My safety is your responsibility.
-Go to hell.
-I'll pay you a million dollars.
You stay outside, I'll pay you a million dollars.
I swear.
-You people are all the same.
-No. No.
Andrew.
I'm sorry.
-Hey, man. You okay?
-You can't just leave me out here to die.
I don't believe in fairy tales.
-Where's the flare gun?
-There was only one flare.
I'm gonna start a fire right at the entrance here.
There's a bunch of extra firewood.
Keep the fire going.
You got fire, you're gonna be fine.
-You sure about that?
Thought so.
Okay.
Sorry. Sorry.
-Fuck!
Fuck!
-Max. He took the gun.
-He's out of bullets.
I hope he got him.
Hey.
I'm gonna take a fucking piss.
Hey.
Stay awake.
Keep the fire going.
-We have to do something.
You guys, we gotta get help him.
-If we go outside right now,
we're gonna get ripped to shreds.
-We can't just sit here.
It's inhuman. - You want to fucking die?
You go out there right now,
you're gonna get ripped the fuck apart!
We stay right here.
-Grab the pole!
Grab the pole!
-Andrew, help!
-God damn it!
-Snake.
-Ah!
-It bit him. We got to get the venom out.
Fast.
Grab me that cord.
One more. I need another one.
Give me another one.
We're gonna need your knife.
-What?!
-Bite down on this.
Gonna express the venom.
Okay.
It's coming out. It's coming out.
-All right. You're gonna be all right.
Wait.
I think the lions are gone.
Yeah.
-They're gone.
-You're gonna be all right.
Good God!
-Hey, Thabo. Hey, wake up.
Hey. We made it.
We gotta get out of here.
Come on.
Come on, let's go.
Andrew...
you got to help me get him out.
-Come on, we got to get him out of here.
I'll make you a crutch.
-You going to help me?
Andrew!
Goddammit.
All right, come on.
Come on!
Come on. Stand up.
Here. - Leg is not moving.
It is not moving.
I'll make you a crutch.
Look, we got to work together or we're all gonna die.
The lions, they're coming back, for sure.
We got to get going before the clouds burn off.
-She liked to fight, my wife.
For what's right, for good.
Not me.
You can't fake that.
You guys go.
Maybe God saves me, maybe not.
I'm done.
I'm gonna sit under this tree and I'm not moving.
It's on you now.
-This will work.
We got to go.
-Okay. Just give me a minute.
-You're gonna die out here.
Lion's gonna eat you too.
-Thabo!
You're crazy.
Car?
Car!
Car! Car!
Yeah! Fuck, yeah!
You crazy bastard. You got your miracle.
Ah! Whoo!
Yeah!
Whoo! Whoo!
You lost, umlongu?
I talk, you answer.
No, no!
Stop! Please stop.
Please don't hurt him.
Our plane crashed.
-What are you doing with the whities?
-I... I'm helping.
-So you're the servant boy.
-No.
They are Americans.
They came in a plane. I was trying to help them.
-He speak.
-We were flying to Johannesburg.
You like to come here and steal from us.
Who are you selling to?
Tell me. - Please don't.
- Tell me. - Don't.
- You want to die? - Mercy!
[AK)} Tell me who!
-Stop!
It was me.
I was smuggling the horns.
I'm the pilot.
-Maybe I kill you then.
-Why? Why kill?
You're not terrorists.
You're right, this is your land.
These are your horns. Take them, but stop all this--
-You run...
no problem.
I count ten, then I shoot.
Good deal, okay?
Hey.
And you...
I see in your eyes you're a fighter.
You fighter?
Hey.
I talk, you answer.
-I don't want to fight.
-Oh. No fight.
Well, he come back, I shoot you anyway.
Huh?
-Maybe you need some water.
-Yes.
-Yes, water? -Yes.
-You want water? -Yeah.
-Okay, okay.
Oh, no, no, no, no. No water.
I joke with you.
-I'm not going to die like this...
Bastard!
-Get off of him!
Get off him.
-No! No, no!
No, no, no!
No, no!
No.
No!
-It's over. Stop.
I killed him.
-You had no choice.
We gotta get out of here.
They're gonna come back.
Oh my God!
I need you.
This is all my fault.
Your wife... the others.
So...
I need you to let me try and help you.
-Why?
-I need to do something right.
I need another chance.
Hey, go.
No.
Go. Just leave me.
No. You're not dying.
We're gonna make it.
Come on. Come on.
Hey.
My leg.
-Those rocks over there,
that's where we should have gone the first time.
I'm gonna get us up there.
I'm gonna find that village...
and I'm gonna get you to safety.
That's what we're gonna do.
Yeah?
Mm.
-Come on. Come on. Come on.
Raise your arm. Raise your arm.
Come on. Come on.
Come on. Let's stand.
-That's it.
- Okay. Put your hand there.
All right.
- Put... put your foot there.
Come on. Come on.
- Ow! - Sorry.
All right. There you go.
All right.
- Okay.
Come on.
Here. Come on.
Ah!
-You okay?
Hey, you okay?
Hey, hey. You're okay.
Come on. Hey, come on. You're okay.
Come on. Come on.
All right.
Truth be told,
I've always admired your types.
The way you give without expecting anything back.
Not me.
I'm a taker.
But you can only take so much...
before somebody comes around
asking for payment.
The good news is you're gonna make it, buddy.
The village is just a few clicks to the east.
-What's the bad news?
-There's no bad news.
Okay. Okay, just can we...
just can we, um...
I just need a little breather and, uh, then we can... Okay?
Just one second.
-Sure thing. You rest up.
We're gonna make it, buddy.
Oh, shit.
Andrew.
Sshh.
Don't move.
I want you to know that
it felt good carrying you up here.
I haven't felt good in a long time.
I used to think I could outrun what I did,
but you can't. You got to make it right.
And I see this chance...
and I have to take it.
-What are you saying?
-The lions are here.
I'm going to distract them while you escape.
-Don't go.
-Keep your wife's dreams alive.
-Don't do it.
-Keep fucking fighting, no matter what.
Do you hear me?
Do you fucking hear me?!
Aaahhhh!
Aahh!
This is how it ends for me?
The teeth of a scavenger!
This is it? Is this it?
-You want me to fight?
All right.
Let's go.
Aaahh!
- Honey...
Andrew?
- Andrew?
- Found you. - Wanda?
Wanda! Thank God.