Captains of the Clouds Page #3

electric lights, plumbing, soft furniture...

...and right near the home port.

At waterways on the Christina?

At waterways on the Christina.

- Say, young lady, you're cold.

- Am I?

Well, maybe just a little bit.

- Well, the patient's fine.

- Good.

- Have some coffee, doc?

- I think I will. It's been a long night.

Emily, keep the young man off his feet,

he'll be all right in a couple weeks.

- Tiny can stay here and help you.

- Oh, he'll just get in the way.

That's right.

The doctor's got a good idea.

You slab-sided hunk of hawk meat.

Putting Johnny to trouble

and dishing me out of a bet.

And me getting sick because

you had a bone taken out of your head. I...

"Port Wilson Mining Co.,

see about September 1 st."

Port Wilson Mining Company.

Well, well, well, well.

Johnny, take good care of the doc.

You can never tell

when we might need him.

Okay, I'll be back in no time.

Yeah, but not without no prop.

The plane's no good without it.

- Goodbye, darling.

- Goodbye, Johnny.

Help Emily take care of his nibs.

Johnny, stop at Port Wilson

and see the mine superintendent.

- What for?

- Well, I kind of got a hunch...

...he might have work

for a couple of guys like us.

- Okay. So long, Tiny.

- So long, Johnny.

Goodbye, darling.

- Don't forget to stop at Port Wilson.

- Right.

Take her away.

Sure glad you're staying.

A lot of things to do.

- Oh, you mean work, huh?

- With a sick man, there'll be more dishes.

Yes, and pumps to be primed,

butter to be churned, stock to be fed.

Anything else I do, I suppose

I could do Sundays, couldn't I? Couldn't I?

- You're awake.

- Yeah, I think so.

Tell me something, Emily.

How does a fella keep from going

absolutely and incurably nuts around here?

I thought you liked it here.

Two more weeks and I'll be shaking

hands with myself.

It's not a nice thing to say.

You're not gonna tell me

you wouldn't leave if you had a chance.

I'll be leaving soon.

I'm going to the cities.

I'm gonna do everything

everybody else does.

Mr. Dutton will not like that.

Mr. Dutton will be my husband

and he'll take me.

Oh, it's a shame. A very great shame.

You'd be a riot in Montreal and Chicago

and New York. You know that?

Do you think so?

I know it.

You'd knock those dudes' eyes out.

They'd be lined up outside your door.

I'd be there with a baseball bat,

beating them off.

If you weren't busy

with one of your ladies.

Yeah, that could be.

When I go to the cities

I'll be on my honeymoon.

Didn't I tell you "honeymoon under

the bright lights" was a come-on?

When did he hand you that?

- When he kissed me good night.

- Oh, that proves it. That proves it.

Nobody but a chump

would talk to a girl when kissing her.

Nobody but a bush leaguer

would have to.

- I suppose you wouldn't?

- There's no fun in just supposing.

You wanna talk?

You see, either a fellow has it

or he hasn't.

- There you are.

- Thanks.

- Here are your cigarettes.

- Here you are.

There's the bill for the prop.

There's the bill for the strut.

There's the bill

for the stabilizer you owe us.

Oh, put them away, chump.

Put them away.

You'd have done exactly the same to me

if you'd known how.

Hold it, Tiny. What do you got lined up

for the winter, MacLean?

Oh, I've been doing some promoting.

Something always turns up.

I'll let you find the job,

I'll keep taking them away from you.

I got one you don't have to take away

from us. I'll cut you in.

- Big-hearted divvy. What is this, Christmas?

- Nope. Plain business.

I've got a job lined up for all winter.

Take three planes to swing it.

Line up of six mines, we fly the dynamite

and supplies in and the concentrates out.

Dynamite and concentrate.

You'll do anything to get that airline.

- That's right.

- That is right.

All winter?

And you say there's a string of six mines?

Yeah. How about it?

Where did you say this job was?

- Port Wilson.

- Port Wilson?

Yeah, I stopped by there

and talked to the superintendent.

Is the superintendent's name Nolan?

Yes. You know him?

Know him? I know the whole setup.

- You do?

- Well, you gonna go in with us?

Go in with you? Not on your life.

I'll swipe my jobs honestly.

- What do you mean by that crack?

- If you don't know, he does.

Yeah... Who? Me?

Now, let's get this straight.

I offered you this job because

you're a good flier and you owe us money.

I'd rather have any other flier

than a price-cutting, job-stealing...

- Job-stealing? Job-stealing?

- Wait. Wait a minute. Spread out.

Break it up.

Come on, Brian.

I wanna talk to you for a minute.

I wanna talk to you

for more than a minute.

I didn't say anything

about swiping your notebook.

With the exception of Port Wilson,

half the other jobs were his.

- He lined them up himself.

- We're all agreed. Johnny's a tin saint.

- Anything else bothering you?

- Yeah.

You're muscling in on Emily.

- Well, wouldn't you if you had a chance?

- No.

- You know Johnny's gonna marry Emily.

- Marry him, huh?

- I wonder what for.

- Well, usual reason, I suppose.

Makes him more of a dope

than I thought.

Some friend ought to tell him

she's the kind to run him ragged.

That I don't know, but you're chiseling

on a guy who saved your life.

Saved my life. He brought me a doctor.

- Would any flier do that for another?

- Sure.

Plenty of fog, no moon,

looks like no dice...

...and suddenly he winds up in the lake here

with a doctor for you.

That is the story of how the intrepid flier

brought the doctor to the dying patient.

How do you think the doctor got here,

on a streetcar?

No.

You fellas make enough money

to save some of it.

I'm with you on that Port Wilson job.

Well, that... That's fine.

I wanna be there for the bang

when you land. I'll pick my stuff.

Sure you're strong enough?

- Get the supplies out of the store.

- I'll straighten up the room.

That new partner of yours

can certainly make a mess of things.

- Help me check MacLean's plane.

- What?

You shouldn't take off your bandage.

- I don't need it anymore. Head's all cured.

- Look, you don't have to go.

Brian, you haven't got any reason to go.

You could stay here.

There are jobs to be found.

Or we could go to Ottawa or New York.

You ought to take your friends

into confidence.

What do you mean?

You didn't tell me what Johnny

went through to get that doctor.

I'll marry Johnny.

What's that got to do with you and me?

Just about everything.

So long, sweet.

Brian.

Brian.

- Can you see him?

- What?

No sight of him yet?

What?

The wind is coming from all directions.

What were you yelling at me?

- Can you see him?

- You can't see 10 feet in that rain.

Operator, put me through to Number 4.

Don't take those off. Get out on the roof.

- But you can't see anything.

- You can listen.

If I couldn't hear you,

I couldn't hear him.

Will you...? Hello, Larson? MacLean.

Any sign of Johnny yet?

Keep watching.

Now go on, get out there on the roof.

- But if I can't see and hear...

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