Father Goose Page #4

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that as well, yeah.

That's a difficult question

to answer, Miss Freneau.

If you'll just be a little patient...

Never mind their

patience, Frank.

My patience.

Get them off of here.

All right, Walter. I'll take

it to the top. Stand by.

Stand by.

If you're waiting for the big finale,

I'm sorry, this is all I do.

- Oh, son of a...!

- Mr... Eckland!

I'm bleeding.

Oh dear.

Mr Eckland, we could

all do with some food.

Elizabeth, you and

Harri open some tins.

Anne, Christine and Jenny. Find

the knives, forks and napkins.

That'll be a good trick.

Napkins.

Angelique, Dominique,

rangez cette table.

Oui, mademoiselle.

Hey! Be careful. What are

you doing with those?

- Tu comprends, toi?

- Pas un mot.

Mr Eckland, where are

your tea things?

- My what?

- Your tea things.

Last time I looked, they were

next to the finger bowls.

Hey, hey! Be careful with that!

Didn't I tell you to...

Oh, it's an empty.

Are you standing by, Walter?

All set to go, Frank.

What did you work out?

- A parachute drop.

- A what?

They've got to be picked

up, not put down.

We thought you could

do with more provisions,

what with all those

extra mouths.

I want their mouths out of here.

When are you coming for them?

Well, that's rather

difficult to say.

- Well, try saying today.

- I don't think it'll be today, Walter.

Well, what's making that

parachute drop, a seagull?

We can only manage a night drop.

There's no way to land.

Frank, you still haven't said

when you're gonna get them off.

No, I haven't, have I?

Two or three weeks?

- Two or three?

- Four.

- Four?

- With luck.

We'll have to stay here a month?

I don't want to stay here.

Well, Frank, you've slipped

it to me again, haven't ya?

I'm sorry, Walter.

There's a war on.

Stop saying that!

Would you be so kind as to

contact my father in Rabaul

and have him inform

the parents of

the girls' that they're

quite safe?

All civilian personnel are being evacuated

from New Britain, Miss Freneau,

but I'll see to it

that they're informed.

Signing off.

Three or four weeks.

I heard it. I heard that.

Mr Eckland, may I speak with

you outside for a moment?

Some other time. I've been up all night.

I'm going to bed.

Girls?

Go outside and play. But

stay close to the house.

Tell 'em to stay off the

beach or out in the open.

- Mr Eckland?

- Yes, sir.

It now appears likely we'll remain

here together for some time to come.

This being the case, I think it would be

wise of us to arrive at an understanding.

It must be quite clear to you that the

children must be our first consideration.

Your first consideration.

I'm my first consideration.

They are young, sensitive

and impressionable.

- So am I.

- They've been through a trying experience

and they will need a normal,

orderly routine established

- and I expect you to do your share.

- Oh, sure, sure.

It was quite one thing for you to live as

you did when you were alone on this island

but you are no longer alone and your

behaviour is totally unsuitable.

Your language is common,

your eating habits...

- revolting.

- Oh, really?

Your appearance

disgraceful, and...

as for your drinking, that

must stop immediately.

I will not have the

children subjected to it.

You are, after all, the

only man with whom they'll

come in contact, that makes

you the father figure.

- Are you finished?

- Yes.

Good, now let me tell you something.

I am not a father figure.

I am not an uncle figure, or a

brother figure or a cousin figure.

In fact, the only figure I intend

being is a total stranger figure.

So now, if you'll excuse

me, I'm going to bed.

And now I'm supposed to cover my eyes and

run screaming, you'll be disappointed.

I doubt very much anything

you could do would shock me.

Let me repeat. My only

concern is for the children.

Why don't you concern yourself

with them and let me sleep?

Gladly. As soon as you've

told me where we will stay.

Stay anywhere you like.

As this hovel seems to be the only shelter,

it's obvious we will have to stay here.

You know what fat chance means? This is

my hovel, so back out and let me sleep.

Very well.

Oh, for...

Huh? What, what, what...?

What the...?

[ Speaks French ]

Lady, you are making

a powerful enemy.

Girls, let's get in.

You ought to be ashamed

of yourselves.

A gentleman simply does not enter a

room when ladies are not decent.

Well, you learn

something every day.

I have to use the radio.

All right, Mr Eckland.

You may come in now.

Didn't you want

to use the radio?

Yes.... radio.

What's it doing over here?

Kings Point? This is Eckland. Six

Mitsu 104s heading east at 10,000.

- Message received, Mother Goose.

- Message received.

Are you looking for

something, Mr Eckland?

I asked you to stop

drinking, but you wouldn't.

- Oh no. Where is it?

- Somewhere where you won't find it.

Gone again. Of all

the meddlesome...

Oh. Come on. Where is it?

Have you got it up here?

Whoa-whoa-whoa! Wait!

Oh, you wait. You just wait!

Kings Point? This

is Eckland again.

Hello, Mother Goose.

This is Briar Patch.

- Get Houghton on the double.

- Big Bad Wolf is engaged.

I don't care if he's married.

You get him.

You know lady, you

missed your calling.

You ought to carry a tambourine

and put fig leaves on statues.

- What is it, Walter?

- Frank?

This is a military zone and

you're in command.

You tell Miss Goody Two Shoes

here to get off my back.

- Goody Two Shoes?

- Tell her she's a pain in the...

Uh! Please, Walter. Be civil.

Civil? Who pushed who

out of whose home?

Who stole whose liquor? Who

bit whose hand? Twice.

- She bit you? Miss Freneau?

- No.

You tell her to give me back my booze. You

tell her to butt out. You tell her...

All right, Walter.

I'll speak to her.

Here.

Yes?

Miss Freneau. I'm sure you've noticed Mr

Eckland is not the most sociable sportsman.

Mr Eckland is a rude, foul-mouthed,

drunken, filthy beast.

Give me that. This is the

filthy beast speaking.

Listen. When you send those

supplies, send plenty of whiskey.

I insist you do nothing

of the kind, Commander.

Now be quiet, both of you.

We've arranged for the parachute drop

to take place tomorrow night at 2200.

I suggest therefore if you want anything

at all, you give me a list of your needs.

- Whiskey!

- We know about you. What about the girls?

- Summer clothes.

- Peppermint drops.

- Glace au chocolat.

- Fraises du bois.

Girls, please.

- I have prepared a list.

- Now hold it.

You've taken over everything else, but

the radio is still my responsibility.

Eight nighties.

Would you repeat that, Walter?

Mr Eckland isn't here any more, Commander.

I'll give you the list.

Eight nighties.

Nighties?

That is correct. In various sizes,

starting with children's size 6.

And please make that

one a bunny suit.

- A what?

- A bunny suit.

I'm sure you've seen them, Commander.

You know, with the hands and feet.

With the hands and feet.

Mother Goose?

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