Beyond the Poseidon Adventure Page #4

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- I'm staying here.

- No.

Look, I'm not gonna be

a burden to everyone, I...

I'm blind.

I'm not going to leave the cabin

without my husband.

Hannah, if you find a safe way out,

you can come back.

- Without me, you'll have a better chance.

- No.

Look, I don't mean to be cruel,

and I'm sorry...

...but I think Mr. Meredith here

has a point.

- Daddy!

- Shut up, sarge.

What do you mean?

How much time do we have?

We got an hour?

He'll slow us down.

If it's more than an hour,

I'll come back and get him.

- That's very perverted reasoning.

- Frank, you're a creep.

- You heard Meredith himself talking.

- Shut up.

He'll slow us down.

- I'll be dead. I don't wanna die.

- Shut up. All of you.

They're both coming with us.

I leave a single soul alive on this wreck...

...I'll throw out my title

to the salvage rights.

Oh, that's crap, and you know it.

I'd bet it that you would

testify against me.

Now, let's shove off, Meredith.

I'll carry you if I have to.

I can carry my own weight, thank you.

Hey, hey, take it easy, Pops.

Sorry. And it's Harold.

Mind the step, darling.

Everything's different, remember,

because the ship's upside down.

Can you imagine that man talking to me

as though I were a piece of salvage?

You're luckier than you think,

Mr. Meredith.

Salvage is my business.

- I'll walk along with you.

- I'm the ship's nurse.

Let's have another look

at that deck plan.

I think I must have given it

to what's-his-name, Dr. Svevo.

He must still have it.

What the hell were you

ever sergeant of, Mazzetti?

The Lost Patrol?

Come on.

All right, we know what

we're looking for. Let's find it.

This could take hours.

Damn hull could go down at any second.

Unless we get out of here alive,

it's all for nothing.

- I'm gonna find a way out.

- You do what you're told.

I know the way out.

I've got the deck plan.

Doyle's dead.

She killed him with an ax.

There's a trail of blood down

the passageway.

- Should I go after her?

- No, she won't get very far.

I need you here.

The crate is marked Sprague Pumps.

Find it.

Wires. Here.

- Turn sideways.

- Turn sideways.

They're behind you.

There's fire here on the right.

- Why don't you turn this way.

- Hey, we don't need any more help.

- Keep moving.

- Daddy, he's just trying to be nice.

Look, we don't need nice.

Hold it. Hold it.

I smell grub. Hurry on up, folks.

Move on out and I'll lead the way.

Good Lord, Tex.

No place for a foot race.

Hot dang it.

Would you look at this.

Son of a gun. He sniffed it out.

Well, some folks got a nose for water.

Me, I got a nose for food and oil.

You know, bet there's all kinds of vittles

around here if we wanna look for them.

- Hey, Tex.

- Yeah?

Can that educated nose of yours

tell me where the tunnel leads?

No, sir, captain, it sure can't.

In that case, all of you take a rest

and I'll go find out.

I'm going with you.

I can crawl into smaller places

than you can.

No, monkey.

Thanks, Wilbur.

This way.

- Here. Here.

- Thanks, kid.

Here, get something for yourself.

Look.

It's no use.

It's blocked solid.

We're gonna have to...

Hey, we'll find another way out.

- It's all right. It's simple.

- I know that. I know that.

Can't a person just come in here and

sit down and cry, for goodness' sakes?

I mean, why do you think I wanted

to come in this tunnel?

God, this is not a good day for me.

Honestly, you just don't

understand me at all.

Understand you?

I don't even know who you are.

I'm Celeste Whitman.

- Hi.

- Hello.

I came to France a year and a half ago

with my boyfriend from Cincinnati.

Where's your boyfriend now?

Cincinnati.

How about those

three husbands of yours?

Oh, I was never married.

Of course, I could've been married

if I'd wanted to be, a million times.

Millions and millions of times.

- There's no doubt about that. None.

- There's no doubt about it. None.

I mean, I can do anything that I set my

mind to do, you know? I mean anything.

I have this very high IQ,

if you hadn't noticed...

...and, I don't know,

I'm just sort of this underachiever.

Underachiever?

You're the toughest monkey

on this ship.

- Monkey?

- Yeah.

You call me monkey.

That's cute, that's really cute.

You call me monkey.

I hate that.

I hate to be called monkey.

I mean, maybe it would've helped

if I wore my long black evening gown...

...but then, I packed it away

with all the rest of my summer things.

- Oh, I wanna get out of here.

- Celeste. Celeste.

- Celeste.

- What?

I think you're beautiful.

You do?

You gonna kiss me now?

No.

Well, then let's just get

the hell out of here.

Come on.

Hey, kid, what are you doing?

Look, what is the problem?

Look, I'm grateful to you, okay?

But we're not out of here yet.

So in the meantime,

keep your distance.

- What are you talking about?

- He knows what I mean.

Theresa, what your father

is trying to tell you...

...is he's concerned I'll tear

your clothes off...

...and make love to you

here in front of him.

- Hey!

- Stop it.

Stop it, stop it.

Don't you think we have enough

problems without that foolishness?

Listen, I run a bar in Morristown,

New Jersey. I know what goes on.

This guy's got one thing on his mind.

I've seen old guys in there

with kids as young as my daughter.

Well, thank goodness

I'm only 22 years old, right, Daddy?

Listen, kid, if we get out of here alive,

I'm gonna kill you, you understand?

What are we doing down here?

Sitting on our asses?

You're reading a book, for chrissake.

What else would you suggest

until Captain Turner comes back?

How do you know he's coming back?

How do you know they

didn't find another way out...

...and they're leaving us here to rot?

Frank, so help me...

...you keep running off at the head, you

ain't getting one dang sip of this wine.

Hey, Tex, take that wine

and shove it sideways.

I'm talking about our lives.

Mazzetti, if you don't stop griping...

...I'm coming over there

and shut you up for good.

- Come on over here now!

- Stop.

Hey, how's the party?

- You two took long enough.

- Couldn't find a cab.

- Did you find anything?

- Nothing.

Listen, everybody,

this shaft's a dead end.

Maybe Svevo found a way out.

Let's go find him.

Mike, it's Suzanne.

Get Gina.

Gina. Let her come first.

Gina, Suzanne.

She's dead.

- Captain, this looks to me like...

- I know, I know.

- I've seen bullet holes before.

- What are you saying here?

- There's a killer on the ship somewhere?

- It's that guy Svevo.

Maybe.

We only found some of you an hour ago.

We all assume she went after Svevo.

She might not have reached him...

...but she certainly reached somebody.

We can only assume she might have.

Great.

What do you suggest

that we do now, captain?

We have no alternative.

- We have to join Svevo.

- What, and get our head blown off?

If Captain Turner's right and there is

a homicidal maniac onboard this ship...

...and it's not Dr. Svevo,

then he's in as much danger as we are.

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