:00:28
[ Man Thinking ] Motherfucking cocksucker.
Motherfucking shit fucker.!
:00:31
What am I doing?
What am I doing?
:00:34
I don't know what I'm doing.
I'm doing the best that I can.
:00:37
I know that's all
I can ask of myself.
:00:39
But is that good enough?
Is my work doing any good?
:00:42
Is anybody paying attention?
Is it hopeless to try and change things?
:00:46
The African guy's a sign, right?
Because if he isn't...
:00:48
then nothing in this world
makes any sense to me.
:00:50
I'm fucked. Maybe I should quit.
Don't quit.
:00:53
Maybe I should just fucking quit.
Don't fucking quit.
:00:55
I don't know what the fuck
I'm supposed to fucking do anymore.
:00:58
Fucker. Fuck! Shit!
:01:01
I'm glad we saved
a piece of this marsh.
:01:03
I know it's small,
but at least it's something.
:01:06
- [ Camera Shutter Clicks ]
- Don't stop fighting.
:01:08
We're going to save
a lot more of this place.
:01:11
To celebrate, I have
a poem I'd like to read.
:01:14
''Nobody sits
like this rock sits.
:01:17
''You rock, rock.
The rock just sits and is.
:01:21
You show us how to just sit here,
and that's what we need.''
:01:27
Yeah, we did it.
:01:29
- Any press come?
- Yeah, local paper's here. What's wrong?
:01:33
Nothing. It's just I have an appointment
to check out this African guy.
:01:36
- What African guy?
- Exactly. What African guy?