Rick Cobb:
[Harry and Erica are getting married, and have decided to remain behind in Africa]
Good luck to both of you.
Harry Quartermain:
I'm proud to have you as a friend, Rick.
Harry Quartermain:
[removes his bayonet, hands it to Rick]
Do me a favor, will you? Take this with you... bury it somewhere in the desert.
Rick Cobb:
I'll bury it deep.
Rick Cobb:
[turns to Erica]
I'd have made a lousy husband anyway.
Rick Cobb:
[turns to leave, then stops at the door]
You know, the drums carry a long distance. I hope one day they'll tell me you have a fine son.
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