Out of Africa, Sydney Pollack, 1985
"If I know a song of Africa - of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers - does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plane quiver with a color that I have had on? Or will the children invent a game in which my name is? Or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me? Or will the eagles of the Ngong hills look out for me?"