Danny Archer: Why don't we go back to your place, see what's in the mini bar?
Maddy Bowen: I'm a print journalist... I drank it.
Danny Archer: [reads off Maddy's computer] "In the ninety degree heat, Solomon Vandy drops to his knees, rattling the wire with his powerful hands."
[laughs lightly]
Maddy Bowen: What?
[Turns around aggressively, smiling an angry smile that turns into a grimace]
Maddy Bowen: Do you think I'm exploiting his grief?
Danny Archer: [Scoffs knowingly again]
Maddy Bowen: You're right. It's shit. It's like one of those infomercials with African kids with swollen bellies and flies in their eyes. See here I've got dead mothers, I've got severed limbs, but it's *nothing* new. Sure, it might make some people cry if they read it, maybe even write a check. But it's not going to
be enough to make it stop! I'm sick of writing about victims but it's all I can fucking do! Because I need names, I need dates, I need pictures, I need bank accounts. Which is to say that I need someone to go *on* record. And if that's not you, and you're not really gonna help me, and we're not really gonna screw, then why don't you get the *fuck* out of my face, and let me do my work?
Danny Archer: [scoffs, grimacing] You know Solomon thinks his son will be a doctor someday? Maybe his baby dies in that camp, maybe his daughter gets raped. Who knows, maybe both. Do you realize that that diamond is his only chance of getting his family out of here...
Maddy Bowen: [angrily] - You don't give a rat's ass...
Danny
Archer: - Do you understand that?
Maddy Bowen: - About his family.
Danny Archer: [appears] Don't tell me you're going to try and sell it yourself. To who, and for what price my friend? You need my help whether you like it or not.
Solomon Vandy: What are you talking about?
[walks away]
Danny Archer: [Follows] Listen, listen. They came into this city overnight. It's started. What are you gonna
do about it, huh? Look, the right stone can buy anything - safety, information, even freedom, but a big stone does not stay secret for very long. The moment you tell anyone about it, your life is absolutely worthless! The only reason you're still alive is because you haven't told anyone where it is. Am I right? Am I?
[walks outside]
Danny Archer: Who do you think got
you out of jail, huh? That makes us partners!
Solomon Vandy: I am not your partner!
[Walks off]
Danny Archer: What if I helped you find your family?
Solomon Vandy: [turns around] What do you know of my family?
Danny Archer: Relief agencies are useless, the hospitals are overwhelmed. There are
other ways, bro.
Solomon Vandy: Liar!
Danny Archer: Look at me.
[Takes of glasses]
Danny Archer: I know people, huh? White people. Without me, you're just another black man in Africa, alright?
Danny Archer: Don't worry, we'll be fine, huh?
[pause]
Danny Archer: Listen, you take off, soon as I'm out the door, you don't land until I raise you on the set front.
[Danny gets off the helicopter]
Nabil: You be careful, Danny!
Danny Archer: Don't worry, they want these guns too much to do
anything stupid!
[walks over to the captain, lights a cigarette]
Danny Archer: Where's commander Zero?
Commander Rambo: I am Captain Rambo.
Danny Archer: Right. Right, I've seen your films, huh?
[laughs]
Danny Archer: I'm looking for Commander Zero, huh?
[impatiently]
Commander Rambo: He's inside. You talk to me. You are here to help us in our struggle against the governmen...
Danny Archer: [tuts] I'm here to do business with Commander Zero, all right?
Commander Rambo: [takes out his gun, walks over to Danny, takes his cigarette, and puffs in his face]
Danny Archer: All
right, you are the man, huh? You are the man.
Colonel Coetzee: [when Danny doesn't initially convince Solomon to tell him where the diamond is] I'm not feeling the love here, Danny.
Danny Archer: [via phone] I'm really happy I met you.
Maddy Bowen: [crying] Yeah I'm um...
[sniffles]
Maddy Bowen: I'm really happy I met you too. And, I wish I could be there with you.
Danny Archer: That's alright. I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.
[hangs up]
Danny Archer: Peace Corps types only stay around long enough... to realize they're not helping anyone. Government only wants to stay in power... until they've stolen enough to go into exile somewhere else. And the rebels, they're not sure they want to take over. Otherwise, they'd have to govern this mess.