Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was harder and heavier and smoother than anything they'd ever known.

How come suddenly he the big hero?

...they live quite contentedly in this desert.

Where's the truck?

Ask them. They'll tell you rhinoceroses always stamp out fires.

Four of the eight assassins got away in two jeeps.

Right. Explain that they cannot cross our border under arms.

Come on. Mount the bazooka. Move it, move it!

It struck him that she must be one of the gods.

- How are you? - Fine, thanks. How are you?

The smaller ones can't keep up.

You've gotta smile and tell her she looks good.

And unfamiliar emotions began to stir.

Mom, it's not in the Kalahari. Botswana isn't all desert.

Get out! Get out! Get out! Get in there.

We mourn the deaths of three members...

Then he shouted, Look out! Look out!

You'd have to dig the whole day to find enough food to feed her.

Now, you tell me.

The trouble is, I have to meet the new schoolteacher at Mabula.

However, eyewitnesses state Sam Boga did not take part in the assassination.

They've always sent only good things, like rain, trees, roots and berries to eat.

I don't tell her I analyse it for my doctoral thesis.

It was also beautifully smooth and ideal for curing snakeskin.

- Do you hear me? - Right here, general.

But then, of course, I blew it, and I...

...so I offered to look for you. That was very sweet of me.

Kate! It's okay. You can come out now!

Sometimes they hear a thundering sound when there are no clouds.

Three months in jail, same thing. He gonna die for sure.

Keep it down a bit, Mpudi. I'm trying to tune the scanner.

Next time you're going to be a bit higher.

- Thank you. - Get in there, you bloody...

...of my Cabinet. We extend our deepest sympathies...

Goodbye, Miss Thompson.

When he shoots a buck, it feels a sting and the arrow drops out.

I gotta get Sam Boga. He shot up half our Cabinet.

Her hair was quite gruesome...

Miss Thompson, if you make a fire, and a rhinoceros sees it...

- Is she down there? - Yes.