Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sorry. It was my fault. I did not do my job.

you might end up in a wooden box!

Good morning, Brendan.

You, my beautiful, are becoming a legend.

Bill of sale, madam, from the Minister of the Interior.

go to a warm climate,

led us to believe our early ancestors lived on this continent.

which I shall call 'group four'.

It's a matter of not biting the hand that feeds you.

Losing interest.

Pleased to see you're looking better. Would you like some breakfast?

It says, Never run.

There's a nest inside here and lots of water.

See anyone you know?

I won't even ask why, but I'll try to get some for you in Nairobi.

to take a census of the mountain gorillas.

The Batwa get to feed their kids, the middleman gets a silk shirt,

He's alone. I understand that.

Is that George Schaller?

Nairobi, London and New York.

we could sit on this twig, float down this stream, into the Nile,

What the hell's going on in there?

What about the rest of the group?

I know you're sincere, but liking animals isn't enough.

Some protection. No animal is safe around here.

There aren't words to describe my emotions.

Karisoke Research Centre!

It's made everything we've been through worthwhile.

You forgot the rest of my luggage.

I'm not leaving!

It's got lots of vitamins in it.

If you want to crawl into each other's beds, you can do it somewhere else, all right?

There are, I feel, only two major frontiers left.

and I would toast your beauty.

And their fathers and their fathers before them.

I'm not running for Miss Congeniality.

Act submissive.

I mean it! Stay out.

Your top man. Your tracker.

Oh, if you think they hurt now, wait a few hours.

No, mademoiselle, no.

I was kicked out. I didn't have a choice.

Dian, the great George Schaller,

The Batwa did this!

Dr. Leakey, I work with handicapped children.

I cannot tell you how pleased I am that you're staying on with us.