Father Goose Page #9

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Hold it, padre.

- All right, padre. We did the ring.

- Oh good.

For as much as you have

consented in holy wedlock,

and have given and received a

ring in token of your troth,

I now declare you

husband and wife.

You may kiss the

bride, Mr Eckland.

Mr and Mrs Eckland,

if you're finished now, I suggest

you get the hell out of there.

Yeah, that's a good suggestion,

padre. Thank you.

- Hold on, Walter, hold on.

- What, Frank?

One of your American submarines,

the Sail Fin, is in your area.

She's running submerged, so we

will not be able to make radio

contact with her until

she surfaces tonight.

But she ought to be able to get

through to you by dawn tomorrow.

She'll have to lie off the reef

and await your signal, so I

suggest you stay on the beach.

- Have you got that?

- I've got it.

Incidentally, Walter, congratulations

to you and Mrs Eckland.

And the best of

luck to all of you.

Mmm... And they're

going to need it.

- Walter, are you awake?

- Uh?

I was thinking about yesterday.

Somehow the word "wedding" has always

called to mind a different picture.

Somehow, the words

"wedding night"

have always called to mind

a different picture too.

Well, we couldn't very well have

left the girls by themselves.

They're our responsibility.

They're not our children.

If they were our children, they'd have

never gotten to be our children,

would they?

You won't be come

with us, will you?

How did you know?

Oh, when a woman has been

married as long as I have,

she knows what her

husband's thinking.

Oh well...

I'll shove off right after the rest of

you and get to Port Moresby in no time.

You know what Commander

Houghton said.

I can't leave my boat.

Must be a good one.

Good and bad is all the

dowry you're going to get.

I'm thinking of starting a charter

service, right after the war.

Somewhere around the

Solomons and New Hebrides.

Good money there for anyone

who knows the islands.

All right.

I'm not leaving without you.

Oh yes you are.

Someone's got to get those

children back to their parents.

Lord, you're stubborn.

That's right. Come on.

There. Come on.

That's it. Go to sleep.

- They're here.

- Hold it.

- Girls?

- Hold it.

- That's a Japanese patrol boat.

- Oh my God...

They picked a fine

time to check us out.

What about the submarine?

She won't surface while

that thing's there.

Get off the beach,

- Come on.

- Come on, girls, wake up.

Quickly as you can.

Wake up. Come on!

Take your gear!

Now this.

They're sending

two boats ashore.

Now these fellas aren't looking for

turtles, they're looking for us.

Oh, what if the submarine leaves

without us, can't you radio them?

No, I can't make contact

while they're submerged.

Now, take the kids to the launch and

for God's sake keep them quiet.

Here.

Walter?

Huh?

I look awful in black.

Oh...

Over here.

- The house is on fire.

- I know. I started it.

When did you do that?

Last night when you were asleep.

What else was there to do?

Hey, hide all that stuff. We're

getting off this island.

- Is the submarine there?

- It had better be.

- Are we going home?

- That's right.

I don't wanna go home.

Oh come on. Get in the

dinghy and hurry it up.

When Commander Houghton said there'd

be a signal. He wasn't joking.

They're coming out to

meet us on a launch.

- Dead slow.

- Dead slow, sir.

Answer's dead slow.

Holy cow!

An enemy patrol

boat giving chase.

- Ready the bow torpedo tubes.

- Tubes forward. Make ready forward tubes.

Submerged reef 300 yards from shore.

No torpedo clearance.

The launch is heading

out beyond the reef.

They're following.

That's what he's up to. He's

bringing them out to us.

They're plastering him.

- He cleared the reef.

- They're right behind him.

Bearing?

Mark.

- 025.

- Range?

Mark.

- 650.

- Tubes 1 and 2 open outer doors.

Tubes 1 and 2 open outer doors.

Check fire. Check fire. The launch

is veering into target path.

Get going. Get going.

Final bearing.

- Mark.

- Fire 1.

Fire 2.

On the nose!

Not that it'll do those

poor devils any good.

Let's take her up and

look for survivors.

Walter?

Mr Eckland?

Walter?

Oh, zit! What's the

matter with this thing?

Mr Eckland?

- There's his hat.

- Jenny, move over. I want to catch it.

- Mrs Eckland, I presume?

- Mr Eckland!

Took me forever to tie the wheel off.

I thought I'd have to stay with her.

Our boat, The

Catherine, I'm sorry.

Yeah, well, in a war,

everybody loses something.

I'm just glad it was

that Catherine.

Hey, wait a minute. Wanna

invite me in first?

Oh. Walter... Er... No.

Walter, you'll tip us in.

Not if you do it right. Just shift

your weight. Get over there.

Walter, I really don't think

it's such a good idea.

Please, please, just this

once, will you do it my way?

All right.

- Shut up.

- I didn't say anything.

Looks like we'll be taking on

passengers after all, Mr Cartwright.

- Break out a raft.

- Aye-aye, sir.

Ah... I wonder if they serve

coconut milk on submarines.

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