Karen Blixen:
He even took the gramophone on safari. Three rifles, supplies for a month, and Mozart.
Karen Blixen:
If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me?
Karen Blixen:
I had a farm in Africa.
Karen Blixen:
[
Voiceover] I had a farm in Africa at the foot of the Ngong Hills. The Equator runs across these highlands, a hundred miles to the north, and the farm lay at an altitude of over six thousand feet. In the day-time you felt that you had got high up; near to the sun, but the early mornings and evenings were limpid and restful, and the nights were cold.
Baron Bror Blixen:
You could have asked, Denys.
Denys:
I did. She said yes.
[
after placing a gramophone in a field near wild baboons]
Denys:
Think of it: never a man-made sound... and then Mozart!
Karen Blixen:
Perhaps he knew, as I did not, that the Earth was made round so that we would not see too far down the road.
Denys:
You've ruined it for me, you know.
Karen Blixen:
Ruined what?
Denys:
Being alone.
Karen Blixen:
Oh! get away from there! Shoo Shoo!
Denys:
Shoo?
Karen Blixen:
Oh! That's all my crystal, my Limoges.
Denys:
They didn't know it was Limoges.
Berkeley Cole:
He likes giving gifts... but not at Christmas.
Karen Blixen:
Forget it. This water lives in Mombassa anyway.
Karen Blixen:
Is there a prince in there?
Karen Blixen:
What's wrong with marriage anyway?
Denys:
Have you ever seen one you admire?
Karen Blixen:
Yes, I have, many. Belfield's, for one.
Denys:
He sent her home for the rains in 1910. Didn't tell her they were over until 1913.
Baron Bror Blixen:
You're not going to fall in love are you?
Karen Blixen:
Not with someone who's always leaving.
Baron Bror Blixen:
That's a fine kiss goodbye.
Karen Blixen:
I'm better at reappearances.
Farah:
Msabu's bleeding. She does not have this ox. This lion is hungry. He does not have this ox. This wagon is heavy. It doesn't have this ox. God is happy, msabu. He plays with us.
Karen Blixen:
When you go away... you don't always go on safari, do you? Just want to be away.
Denys:
It's not meant to hurt you.
Karen Blixen:
It does.
Denys:
I'm with you because I choose to be with you. I don't want to live someone else's idea of how to live. Don't ask me to do that. I don't want to find out one day that I'm at the end of someone else's life.
Kamante:
I think that you had better get up. I think that God is coming.
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last lines]
Karen Blixen:
[
upon hearing of lions reposing upon Finch-Hatton's grave] Denys will like that. I must remember to tell him.
Denys:
Don't move.
Karen Blixen:
But I want to move.
Denys:
Don't move.
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