8 Setting Off
EXT. BASE CAMP. MORNING
Almásy and Madox head for Madox's elderly silver Tiger Moth. They turn the machine around like a toy pointing it in the right direction for takeoff: During this Almásy complains and Madox mediates--there's a suspicion that this is a familiar dynamic.
ALMÁSY: They're tourists
MADOX: Absolute rot. They come highly recommended from the Royal Geographic. She's charming and has read everything, he's meant to be a ruddy good pilot.
ALMÁSY: We don't need another pilot.
MADOX: He can make aerial maps of the entire area.
ALMÁSY: You can't explore from the air, Madox. If you could explore from the air, life would be very simple.(he primes the propeller) Contact.
Madox slips on his goggles and turns on the engine.
Almásy spins the propeller. It flashes into life.