Captain Johnno
- Year:
- 1988
- 96 min
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Johnno, come on, we'll be late.
Johnno, come on, let's go!
Cripes!
- Oh, come on!
- What happened to my net?
You'll get us both killed.
What?
If we're late again,
Mrs. Greenwood will kill us!
- Now come on. We've got...
- Hey! Wait 'til I get my hands on you!
- Run for it!
- Blighters!
Now listen, Johnno! There are some
things you can do that are all right!
Wipe the smile off your face!
You've got to understand
... other people have rights, too!
I said DON'T LAUGH!
- You can't just do what you like.
- But I like crabs.
I don't care if you like crabs.
I don't care if you marry a crab.
But I do care that you've interfered
with the property...
...of some of my best customers.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?! Has he
got his hearing aid turned on?
Yes.
Do - You - Understand?
- He won't do it...
And why didn't you stop him? You must
have known what he was going to do!
- I couldn't! I didn't have...
- Or are you as stupid as he is?
You're supposed
to be the one with brains!
I'm not stupid and neither
is Johnno! Why would...
- That's enough!
- I'll be glad when I'm gone!
- Hey! Where do you think you're going?
- Julie.
Go on.
We really got the short straw,
didn't we?
Julie!
Does it hurt?
No.
John? Johnno? Let's go the back way!
Sit down, grade seven!
Quiet! I said quiet!
You're in for detention!
You can't quit!
What's all this noise? Quiet!
Oh, please, little people, I said quiet.
Now let me come out.
You, Darrell, you can give that lot out.
Now, your new teacher for next year
is a young lady called Miss Fielding.
She'll be arriving two weeks
before the start of school...
...and she'll be staying
at the Walkers' old house.
If any of your parents wish to meet her,
she'll be here everyday
between 10 and 1.
She's from the city...
...and she'll be bringing
a whole supply of new books with her.
Excuse me, Mrs. Greenwood, isn't Johnno
getting his test back?
Not yet.
Did he pass?
Johnno... I've got your test here.
Can I see you after school, please?
- See you.
- Bye, Sarah.
Come on, Johnno.
- I don't know the answers.
- Yes you do.
- No. - You do know the answers,
you're just not trying hard enough.
Excuse me, Mrs. Greenwood.
Would you like me...
...to let Captain Claw go?
He can't stay for the holidays.
Thank you, Julie.
That's a very good idea.
- What are you doing?
- We can't just leave him here, Johnno.
No! Captain Claw is mine!
- I'll look after him.
- But you've got to finish your test.
Tell you what... finish the test, and
then you can let Captain Claw go free.
Ah... I do remember the answers.
I'll wait outside.
Johnno's a dummy! Johnno's a dummy!
- Ready? Thank you, Johnno.
- Can I go?
Go on, take him away.
I'm going to put him
in the Kingfisher... see you.
See you.
- Didn't Johnno do too well?
- He's passed without too much trouble.
- Thanks for your help.
- That's OK.
But what's going to become
of him next year?
You, Captain... guard the boat! OK?
It's going to get worse without Julie.
He'll survive.
She's very important to him.
You haven't told him yet, have you?
Come on, Kate, when do I get the time?
- When you try.
- You'll have to do it.
- Whenever I try...
- Why me?
Why does it always have to be me?
Because it'll sound even worse
coming from me.
The first Nol the angels did say...
was to certain poor shepherds
in fields as they lay.
In fields where they lay
keeping their sheep...
on a cold winter's night
that was so deep.
Nol, Nol, Nol, Nol!
Born is the king of Israel.
- Ah, my eyes! - Johnno, stop it!
Crazy dumbbell doesn't know
what really he's doing anyway!
They lookd up and saw a star...
shining in the east
beyond them far...
- Got you now!
- Reach for the sky!
I give up! I give up! I give up!
I give up!
- Look what we have here...
- Arthur, No! No, give it back!
Arthur, give it back!
Give it back, give it back. Come on!
Good King Wenceslas
looked out on the Feast of Stephen...
when the snow lay round about,
deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the moon that night
though the frost was cruel...
when a poor man came in sight
gath'ring winter fuel.
"Hither, page and stand by me,
if thou knowst it, telling...
"yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
This is Streaton.
And now; English!
How you say?
"One schooner beer, please. "
No, no...
"One schooner OF beer, please. "
OK, yeah;
"One schooner OF beer, please. "
Good, good.
Is better one schooner of wine, hey?
- No, no... no wine! Beer!
- OK.
Good luck!
Hello.
Adeste, fideles! Laeti triumphantes.
Venite, venite in Bethlehem.
Natum videte, regem Angelorum;
Venite adoremus, venite adoremus,...
Venite adoremus, Dominum.
Deum de Deo, Lumen de lumine.
Venite, venite in Bethlehem.
Deum de Deo, Lumen de lumine.
Venite adoremus, venite adoremus,
venite adoremus, Dominum.
Could you take these, please, Hon.
How's everything here?
Johnno, I told you could stay in here
only if you didn't disturb anyone.
Now sit down.
You're going to need better bait
than this if you want...
...to get a bite out of me.
What do you think you're doing?
Come on!
Aren't you going
to give him lessons, Frank?
Me? No.
The sea and I
have this agreement.
I stay on dry land
and he won't try to drown me.
Dad gets seasick in the bath.
Just about.
Hey, Dad, did you know
it's got a radio?
Oh? Yeah. Good.
- I'm going.
- Careful!
Hold it up.
Come on.
Here you go.
Merry Christmas, Johnno.
- Oh, sorry!
- Hey, that's my knife!
Why you do this thing?
- Anthony's a stupido.
- Who needs a wog in Streaton?
- Julie! Treasure!
- Hi, Johnno.
- I've got treasure.
- Well, open it outside.
What's that?
It's mine.
What for?
- School.
- That's not Streaton's.
No. It's Loreto College.
In Adelaide!
I can't go to high school here!
You know that!
I'll still be here, Johnno.
I'll play with you.
- No!
- Yes! Stop it!
- You stay!
- No!
Give me back my hat!
I'm keeping it.
- I'm too old for that!
- No!
I don't want to stay
in Streaton forever, Johnno!
I want to do things
on my own for once.
Now give me back my hat!
No!
I'm sorry, Johnno. But I have to go.
I've just got to.
- Mom! Julie stays!
- What's that, darling?
Why was it left up to me to tell him?
- Why couldn't you do it?
- Mom!
Mom! Tell her not to go.
Tell her she can't go.
She has to, Johnno.
Julie has to lead her own life.
What?
Oh, Johnno, I meant
to tell you earlier, I'm sorry.
But why's she going? Why?
After Streaton, everybody goes
to high school in the city.
We'll all miss Julie.
But we must be brave.
What school will I go to?
- Streaton.
- After Streaton?!
I don't know.
I'll go, too.
Johnno...
Johnno, Johnno, look! A flag!
Come on!
Ah, Bluebeard, you'll never get
your hands on our gold!
Julie! Julie!
Help, help! Captain Johnno, help!
Captain Johnno!
Captain... look out over there!
A Spanish dog. Hide the treasure
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