Captains of the Clouds

Running Water?

Tell Mr. Davis I am here.

Davis gone.

Gone where? I was supposed

to fly him down to Fort Churchill.

Davis go with good pilot.

- What do you mean, "Go with good pilot"?

- MacLean good pilot.

What am I supposed to be?

MacLean good pilot.

Yeah, well, MacLean has sure enough

sold you a bill of goods.

Well, that's the best job I never got.

Mr. Turner. Here I am.

I wait for you for a half-hour.

Where you were?

Blimp is always on time, eh?

I thought maybe that robber, Brian

MacLean, was here first and took you off.

Come on, we go.

I take you to Moon Lake.

- We're not going until tomorrow night.

- No, tomorrow I'm busy.

I have to fly a Mountie to Lac La Loche.

I'll just have time to take you to Moon Lake.

- Plane's ready.

- Never mind.

We're going tomorrow with MacLean.

He's gonna haul us for $25 less.

- MacLean?

- MacLean.

MacLean should pay you to fly him.

Meanwhile, his price is $25 under yours.

We just closed the deal.

I do not wish to meet the price

of a burglar. I have honor.

You can have it. We got the $25.

Come on, Charlie.

Wait a minute.

Maybe we can talk

of some better terms.

- We'll sleep on it.

- I hope you don't wake up.

MacLean. MacLean here, MacLean there.

Every place is MacLean.

Take it easy. We're practically there.

Got it?

Well, Bert, I got those dogs for you.

Real bargain.

- What's the matter?

- I don't see how I can use...

...two dog teams, or pay for them,

as far as that goes.

- What do you mean two dog teams?

- I bought a dog team.

There they are over there. See them?

- Where'd they come from?

- Fellow flew them from Bear Island.

There he goes.

Is his name MacLean? Brian MacLean?

Yeah, that's right.

You wanted a team.

I flew to North Island to get them for you.

Well, I told him too, Johnny,

and he got here first.

And besides, he hauls the dogs

cheaper than you. A whole lot cheaper.

He won't be hauling cheaper

after I catch up with him.

All right, Joey. Cast off.

No one man can be

in as many places as he is.

This MacLean must be quintuplets.

I wish that was so.

It'd be more fun to kill him five times.

I'd settle for once.

Mr. MacLean sounds like a very nice man.

I like to meet him too.

You do, I give him 10 minutes

to fly away with your restaurant.

My very best passenger

and he steals him.

That double-crossing,

double-dealing bush pilot...

...stole my best passenger

from under my nose.

- Hello.

- Hello, Scrounger.

- Hello, Popcorn.

- Hi.

- Sounds like MacLean.

- It is and isn't cricket. Coffee, if I may.

I heard about him

from Mamie Watson at Trout Lake.

- She's nuts about him.

- What's that?

Snatching business is bad enough,

but dames is serious.

He's all over the place,

yet we can't catch up with him.

If I knew what plane to look for, I would.

It's a single engine job

with black fuselage and orange wings.

Son of a moose.

Black fuselage and orange wings.

- I saw that this morning.

- Where?

Heading north to Lac Vert.

I waved to him.

- Oh, I could cut my throat.

- Well, I'll cut his instead.

He's heading north,

who's heading north with me?

- I am.

- No, wait a minute. I do it myself.

No, you won't.

I got a piece of him all marked out.

If it's the same piece I have marked,

he's gonna look very funny.

Darn it. I would have a job waiting.

Well, if one of you fellows

will finance me with petrol, I'll lead you.

Kick the chappy in the teeth.

- Don't worry. We will.

- He has three kicks coming.

Is my credit good for a hamburger?

- No.

- Thanks.

Sam. Look, Johnny's got a new plane.

Get your gear ready.

Oh, it's a beauty.

I bet it could go anywhere.

Doggone it. He would come

just when I'd holed in for the day.

Hello, Johnny. Johnny!

The name is not Johnny.

Never was Johnny.

Tie her off on the bow, sweet.

- I thought you were somebody else.

- I always seem like somebody else.

Here. Snub it off against that cleat,

will you?

The name is Brian.

I said, the name is Brian. Say it.

Brian.

- Again?

- Brian.

You give it something it never had before.

Give me a hand, will you?

- One.

- Hey.

Two.

Three.

I can see where I gotta make

this stop more often.

Now, let's see if you're as practical

as you are beautiful. One.

- Hey.

- Oh, well, all right.

Come on.

There you are.

Got some money for me, Ed?

Yes.

- Foster?

- Yes?

- Stuff from Hanson's.

- Hanson's?

Johnny Dutton used to bring the stuff.

- Johnny Dutton used to.

- Here, sign right there.

Say, don't you think

I ought to know my assistant?

Well, this is my daughter, Emily.

- Emily, this is, Mr...

- Brian MacLean.

I'm very pleased to meet you, I think.

The pleasure's all yours.

After meeting you,

I know she got that from her mother.

I think I like it.

Take it easy, Sam.

Johnny will be here in a few minutes.

I'll wait. I'm way behind

in my loafing anyway.

Do so many men pass through here

that you can afford to ice me?

Or maybe you're saving yourself up for

old fuzzy-face down on the pier. Is that it?

That's better.

He looks as though he'd been waiting

a long time for something.

He's waiting for my fianc.

Fianc?

Well, competition. I like that.

It makes me look better.

Who's the unlucky guy?

Johnny Dutton.

Johnny Dutton, the flier?

And he's a very jealous man.

And you say that old fuzzy-face

is waiting for him?

Well, darling, I'll see you a little later.

I just found a job.

Where could you find a job

standing there?

In the depths

of your pretty brown eyes, sweet.

My name is MacLean, Brian MacLean.

I'm Sam Morrison.

They call me Store-Teeth.

I've heard of you.

You certainly have a lot of patience.

I'd be sore if somebody hung me up.

It's a darn long paddle up to the Rupert.

I don't mind waiting a couple days.

I guess it isn't Johnny's fault at that.

That engine of his has been acting

very badly lately.

- It has?

- Yeah, yeah.

About ready to drop out of the crate.

Don't you get scared going with Johnny?

No. Always feel mighty safe

flying with Johnny.

In fact, I don't feel safe

with anyone else.

I guess it's all right

as long as you're wearing a chute.

- Chute?

- Yeah. Parachute.

Doesn't Johnny supply them?

- Well, he's...

- Oh, look. A man's silly not to wear one.

It's unfair to a passenger

not to give him one.

In case anything happens, jump out, pull

this cord, a big umbrella thing opens up...

...and you float to earth

like you were lying on a cloud.

What will they think of next?

In Johnny's plane, all you can do

is sit there and wait and then:

- I never thought of that.

- Come on.

I'll take you to the Rupert for $45.

Nope. Johnny only charges me 42.

You're not as safe with Johnny

as you are with me.

I don't know. He always seemed safe

when I was flying with him.

Well, I guess he has been pretty lucky

at that.

Except last year when he sideslipped into

Hudson Bay and killed four passengers.

- He did?

- Yeah, Johnny felt very badly about that.

Very badly.

But you gotta give him credit.

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