Oh, no! Oh, my God. No. God. No! No! Goddamn you. You bastards!

Dian Fossey:

I need eight more Halloween masks - only red ones. Or ones with red hair. Bob Campbell:
I won't even ask why, but I'll try to get some for you in Nairobi. Dian Fossey:
What else will you do in Nairobi? Bob Campbell:
What do you mean? Dian Fossey:
Nothing. Never mind. It looks bad for flying. Bob Campbell:
It'll pass. Dian Fossey:
I don't think so. Bob Campbell:
Those puddle jumpers can fly in anything. Dian Fossey:
I know these storms. You shouldn't be flying. I'm right about this. Bob Campbell:
Yes, you are right. I will be seeing my wife. Dian Fossey:
I know. Bob Campbell:
I know. I love you. Dian Fossey:
What? Dian Fossey:
Oh, no! Oh, my God. No. God. No! No! Goddamn you. You bastards!