Donovan's Reef Page #3

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a scenic drive, a chilled aperitif?

- I have a picnic basket...

- That's very kind, Your Excellency.

But I promised to take Luki home.

Knock it off, Uncle Andy.

Quit horning in on my date.

Luki, your manners, remember?

Perhaps Your Excellency would be so

kind as to drive us to Luki's father's.

The history of my life.

To reach towards the rose,

only to be pierced by its thorn.

18 million bucks.

- Morning, Padre.

- Morning, Michel.

- Good morning, Padre.

- Captain.

That was a marvellous sermon

this morning, Father.

La bote jukes...

The juke's box, there is no music?

It think it's busted, Father.

I don't understand.

Les Chinois, they...

I don't know anything about

those things. I think it's busted.

Busted? No music?

C'est trop drle.

- Let's have another date sometime.

- Sure, but right now you get to school.

Ah, piano lessons!

Sorry, miss, but Mr. Donovan

don't allow no ladies in.

Oh, really? That's all right, Sergeant.

I promise I won't start any rhubarbs.

Now hear this, now hear this.

Mayday. I repeat. Mayday.

- Good morning, gentlemen.

- Good morning.

My apologies, Mr. Donovan.

Really, no women?

- You're very welcome, Miss Dedham.

- Actually, I came here on business.

- Won't you sit down?

- Thank you.

I'd like to charter the Araner

for however long it takes

to find my father,

and take me back to Honolulu.

- As to that...

- The Araner is not for charter.

She has too much draught for the

low islands. Reefs and coral heads.

Thank you, Mr. Donovan.

I was speaking to the sailing master.

- Captain...

- I own the Araner.

And the Inishmore,

the Inishfree and several others.

You might say that we are rivals,

competitors in the shipping business.

- Cigarette?

- Excuse me.

- Thank you.

- You smoke?

- Yes, I smoke.

- Well, then, perhaps...

Rain check?

Mr. Donovan,

I was quite rude last night.

Please accept my humble apologies.

I also was rather abrupt. Pax?

Pax.

- I was tired and frightened and...

- And wet?

Very wet. And to come halfway

around the world only to be told...

I wouldn't worry about your father,

Miss Dedham. He'll be back shortly.

He wouldn't want to miss Christmas

with his patients in the hospital.

On the house, huh?

How was my boy Luki?

How did he behave?

He was charming.

And entertaining...

Oh, and very educational.

I learned all about Mr. Musial's

batting average, runs batted in,

then he fell asleep in my arms.

- As Shakespeare said...

- Quite.

Drang, out of order and so forth.

Explanation?

Slot machine. Shipped in here six

years ago. Busted. It is still busted.

But why?

I do not attempt to explore

the depths of the oriental mind.

Perhaps your Ivy League chaperone

could explain to my clients again

that it is busted.

That's reasonable. Mr. Eu.

I will try to explain it to them

in their barbarian tongue.

Carriage trade.

Lunch. Kids. My children.

Chopin.

Mozart, perhaps?

Oh, Joe College?

Two years. Football. Broken ankle.

Navy.

Miss Dedham,

I'd like to have you meet the family.

Thank you.

Of course, you may find

Father Cluzeot somewhat of a bully.

- Hi, Amelia.

- Father Cluzeot, meet Miss Dedham.

- How do you do?

- Enchant.

- This is my oldest girl, Lelani.

- Lelani.

- You play beautifully.

- Thank you.

- This is my other girl.

- Well, you're a little doll.

- What's your name?

- Sarah, but they call me Sally.

Sarah? My name's Amelia,

but nobody ever called me Sally.

No?

- Father, it's Wednesday. Water-skiing.

- No.

- You promised Lelani.

- One hour.

- May I come?

- Water-skiing is a very dangerous sport,

particularly in these waters.

I don't think...

Perhaps you could teach me.

Please let her come along.

OK.

No. Lesson is lesson.

After the lesson. One hour.

Hit it!

Stop it, you monster!

I would like a bathing costume.

- Bikini, bikini. Number one bikini.

- Very pretty.

- Bikini!

- I think that's a little little.

Old-fashioned one.

- Pretty.

- Very.

- Good morning, Miss...

- Lafleur.

What a beautiful gown.

Are you contemplating matrimony?

What young girl of my age

doesn't contemplate matrimony?

How true.

Miss Dedham. Very proper.

Very pretty.

And pants.

- Yes.

- A looking glass?

Thank you.

Thank you,

but I don't think this is quite...

Baby, right up your alley.

You know, I believe you're right.

- Holy Moses!

- Amelia Dedham.

- Ravissante, Amelia.

- Thank you, Andr.

- Let's go, Miss Bunker Hill.

- Breed's Hill.

Right, let's go.

By the way, have you dispatched

that application for transfer yet?

Miami Beach?

- Yes, sir.

- Cancel it.

Well, she made it.

Faster!

Let's go.

Faster! Faster!

Faster, huh? We'll give her something

to write home to Boston about.

Oh, no!

No, Uncle Guns, no!

Gee, Miss Dedham, I'm sorry.

Oh, that's quite all right, Mr. Donovan.

- Fun?

- Funny.

- You mad?

- Mad?

The Araner's shoving off tomorrow

morning, so I'll have to check her out.

- Take the boat. I'm going to swim in.

- I'll race you.

- You'll race me?

- Yes.

Let's go.

Ready?

Let's... Let's go.

One for the money, two for the show,

three to get ready, four to go!

Go, Amelia! Go! Go, go, go!

Go, Amelia! Go!

You're out of condition, Mr. Donovan.

Match.

Oh, gee. I'm sorry, Mr. Donovan.

That's quite all right, Miss Dedham.

- Pax?

- Pax.

- That's a pretty one.

- Last year we had it bigger.

- Let's tie it on.

- Let me help.

No. Stan the Man and I can get it,

can't we, Stan?

Tie it off. No more grannies, now.

Why, Lelani, that was lovely.

What do the words mean?

I was thanking

the goddess of the canyon for our tree.

Goddess? Do you believe

in gods and goddesses?

I believe in the one God, as we all do,

but I respect the beliefs

and customs of my people.

- Uncle Guns!

- I tell you, it is a granny!

The monument.

"Princess Manulani.

"Commander William...

"...Dedham.

"Michael Patrick Donovan.

"Thomas Aloy-sius Gilhooley..."

Thomas Aloysius Gilhooley.

Does this mean

there was fighting on this island?

Those gold stars

don't stand for good behaviour.

- Tell me.

- Not much to tell.

We got blown off our can, that's a

destroyer, and ended up on the island.

There was a big Jap base down there.

So we hid out here in the hills,

down in those caves.

Tossed a few monkey wrenches

into their machinery.

Threw 'em a few spitballs.

It's hard to believe

war has been within 1,000 miles

of a place as peaceful as this.

Frangipani and flame-throwers

don't seem to go together,

but that's the way it was.

- We better get back down the hill.

- But...

- Who was the princess?

- We'd better go. It's a long drive.

All right, kids. Into the jeep.

- Up we go.

- OK?

How is this thing? On here solid?

You are late. Nobody listens to me.

We had to get a tree. What would

Christmas be without a tree?

- It's a long way up that valley.

- I've an idea.

Would you like to spend

Christmas at my house?

You mean that would be better than

putting a tree up in a saloon?

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