Assault on a Queen
- UNRATED
- Year:
- 1966
- 106 min
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[BOAT HORN HONKING]
[SIREN]
All right,
make way there, make way.
How long was he under,
Larry?
Seven or eight minutes.
He was talking and then suddenly just cut off.
Any hope?
Of what, reincarnation?
This man's drowned.
His suit burst.
He didn't have much of a chance.
With this suit,
he had no chance.
One of yours?
Look, Doc, I rent them.
I don't guarantee them.
Look after him.
Uh, just a minute Doc.
What do we owe you?
Not a thing.
It's part of my job.
I understand you're looking
for sunken treasure.
Mm-hmm.
Spanish gallions.
Hmm. Makes sense.
Doctor.
The diver--we didn't
know him very well.
Did he have a wife?
No,my dear.
He didn't have a wife,
and he had no family.
Bless you
for the question.
You know,
for a little while,
Ithought that nobody
gave a damn.
Did I draw?
You drew.
Light's bad.
Throw the queen away.
Queen?
Queen. Before I catch you
with the store.
Queen.
Awfully good choice.
Gin.
You have exceptional
card sense, old friend.
exceptional card sense.
Application my dear Linc,
just simple application.
Next week, you can look
at my hand.
I'll ask the bartender.
Excuse me, do you know
a Mr. Mark Brittain?
Is he here?
Yes sir,Over there.
Back of the trellis.
Fellow with the cap?
That's right.
Thank you.
Come on, Rosa.
Well, Mr. Brittain.
Fellow named Trench said
I'd find you in here.
You found me.
I'm Victor Rossiter.
How are you?
don't you feel
a little left out?
Oh, come here.
My name
is Rosa Lucchesi.
Yeah.
Can we buy you a drink?
Thanks, we got one.
This fellow Trench says
that you were a lieutenant,
in a submarine.
That I was,
and I was many things..
Mm-hm, well, so was I.
But I was also
on a destroyer.
You trying to start
a legion post here,
Mr. Rossiter?
Trench also said that
you were a good diver,
and for a price,
you'd put on a suit.
For a good price, I'd put on a suit,
but not one of Trench's suits.
That would take more money than you've got
and more of a death wish than I've got..
We'll order a new diver's suit.
Haven't you had enough?
You lost one diver today, right?
Well that won't happen again.
We've got a map, Brittain..
An authentic map.
We've got a map, too.
We got it at the gas station.
A galleon went down 3 miles from here.
It carried gold bullion
worth millions of dollars.
That it did, Miss Lucchesi.
And 10 miles up the coast,
a ship called the Sevilla
hit a reef and sunk
full of pearls and emeralds.
North of the cove,
there was a ship called the Almirante.
It had its magazine blown up.
It was carrying treasure to King Philip.
Lady, I've lived here a lot of years..
I can read you every legend,
in Spanish if you like.
You name the ship,
I'll draw you the riggings.
This map shows exactly where that ship went down.
None of us can dive, but you can.
You name the price.
You can have it in cash
or a piece of the action.
Piece of what action?
Don't you realize that every 50 years
some dedicated
professionals get lucky and come up with a find?
You're not dedicated professionals.
You're a brotherhood
of happy, free-swinging thinkers.
You've got a crap shooter's instinct.
Why don't you go to Vegas?
You'd be better off.
Please, look at this.
[VICTOR]
Hmmm?
That's quite a map.
But Mr. Langley and I are very busy.
We charter a small
but dependable fishing boat
to people who like
to go to sea and catch bass
and not pieces of eight,
which they can't.
What part of Italy
are you from, Miss Lucchesi?
Naples.
Must be beautiful there
this time of year.
Well...
Well, you may change your mind.
If we're not on board,
you can find us
at this motel right here.
And if you'd like
to charter a fishing boat,
we're at the dock.
Ask anyone.
Imagine her drinking red wine
with a 50 cent
sharpie like him.
That's a beautiful woman.
She walks well.
You're quite right.
She walks well.
[WHISTLING]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Give me a stick. I'll beat it to death.
Blessings on Thee,
O Landlord.
Barefoot boy
with cheek of jowl.
Stand aside
while the crew boards.
You ain't boarding
this boat..
Not tonight.
Maybe never.
You're wrong, Mr. Trench.
Short of a hurricane
or your departing this earth,
we're going to board
this boat,
and you're a minute away
from losing your teeth..
Brittain,
you owe me 190 bucks for dockage,
$363 for gas,
$88 for ice and supplies.
That makes a total
of $641 overdue and collectable.
We never hung you up
on a bill.
I ain't going
to let you.
I ain't
no credit union..
You bring the dough, you can get on this boat.
You got
till tomorrow night.
Can't we sleep
on board?
You've got the keys.
We can't go anywhere.
You can't go anywhere
because I'm keeping the keys.
Gently, gently Trench,
gently.
Look Brittain,
I'm going to tell you one more time...
Don't poke, Trench.
Don't you know
how it can irritate a guy?
Let that remind you
to keep a civil tounge
in your big, fat head..
And also to check out
your diver's suits..
Can he swim?
We'll check
the morning papers.
Good morning.
Does Rossiter live here?
That's correct.
I'm one of his party.
You're Brittain.
Mm-hmm.
Come in.
Mr. Rossiter
and Miss Lucchesi are in town
hoping to find
a new diver.
I expect them shortly.
Cup of coffee?
Thanks, no.
Forgive me.
I'm Eric Lauffnauer.
We have, uh something in common, Mr. Brittain.
What's that?
Iwas
in the submarines also.
Hmm. I wonderwho invaded Europe?
Everbody I've met
in the past 24 hours
is an old salt.
We have the makings
of a select fraternity.
That so?
Rather fortunate
Though,
that we didn't meet
during the war.
I commanded the U-17.
There is always
Mr. Brittain.
True.
What kind of sub were you on?
Fleet type.
I was in the Pacific.
We operated
in the Atlantic.
Come out alright, did you?
No. I was drowned
off Okinawa.
I mean your sub.
The man's here
to take the job, Mr.Lauffnaur.
I only reminisce
about the war on Memorial Day.
We'll try it again
after lunch.
Well, well, well, well.
Here you are, Eric.
Thank you..
You decided to join us, eh Mr. Brittain?
I decided to work
for you.
I am glad to hear that.
One hour down,six hours off.
Three days.
That'll be 700 bucks,
payable in advance.
That's
a little stiff, isn't it?
I might be
a little stiff
before I find
your galleon.
That's the tab,
Rossiter.
It's alright.
In advance.
Yeah, fine, fine.
It's a deal.
We've got
new equipment
coming over
from Orlando's.
It'll be here
tomorrow before lunch.
It's a good start.
Thank you.
What kind of a compressor
have you got?
We're using Trench's
Not with me
you're not using Trench's.
There's a marine store
downtown called Daley's.
You can rent one
down there.
Check your boat in.
We'll use mine.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Firm type, huh?
Knows what he wants.
Wear slacks
from now on will you, Baby?
I don't want him frustrated.
Everything fit?
Itspassable.
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