Four Men and a Prayer Page #4

that day at... "Sinjin Comely."

Now, Lynn, I'm delighted to see you,

and I know your intentions are excellent...

- but please keep out of this.

- Why-

Why, you ungrateful pup.

- I know, little Miss Fix-it.

- Mm-hmm.

You were going to fix a speeding

ticket for me in Washington.

- It took the whole embassy to

get me out of the, uh- - Jug.

Well, in that case, I don't suppose

you'd care to go up the river...

on a little yachting trip tomorrow with Furnoy,

General Torres and Loveland.

- But I would.

- Well, of course, I could fix it for you, Geoffrey...

but if you think

I'm such a nuisance-

Look here, Lynn,

we must go with them.

- Well, are you grateful?

- Rather.

Say it properly then.

Geoffrey, Boson, Herkimer,

Herky, listen.

Loveland's going up

the river on a yacht and-

- Were you two kissing then?

- No.

Here we have the village belles.

I don't like to have Rodney

running about alone in the native quarter.

I wouldn't trouble about him.

I'm sure he can box better than I can myself.

- Stop that, you fool!

- Rodney!

Rodney, what's up?

This is the barman's girl-

the barman at the club, you know.

She was just showing me how

she'd like to welcome home her erring knight...

when the popgun went off.

- Give me a look at the cannon.

- I wish you wouldn't go barging off all alone like this.

We've got serious work to do.

Good afternoon.

I know that as well as you do.

Oh, don't flutter like an old hen, Beano.

- I can dig my own worms. And make a note of that too.

- Look here, sir.

'Tis the same lethal weapon was in the hands

of the natives that revolted against us. Look, sir.

The maker's name

chiseled off and all.

That's splendid.

Now, can you tell me

where you got that?

One day I steal from him.

He drunk.

Bad to Ah-Nee when he drunk.

Where did your friend live

before he came here?

I do not understand.

'Tis strange, sir, how a little silver

increases the understanding.

Oh, yes, of course. Here.

Perhaps this'll help clear the old bean.

He say Murros Island.

- Murros Island?

- In South America.

- We've got it, Beano.

- We'd better keep the gun for evidence.

Yes. Here, Ah-Nee.

Take this, but don't spend it all in one place.

Calcutta?

- Calcutta? I have ticket.

- Ready.

Mr. Wyatt Leigh calling Mr. Herkimer Gordon,

Hotel Royal, Buenos Aires.

This is Calcutta Central 0021.

Buenos Aires?

I have a ticket.

Murros Island?

Where's that?

That's right. That's right.

Murros Island.

- M-U-R-R-

- Oh, shut up.

No, no, no. Young Rod.

Somewhere off the coast

of South America.

Yes. South America.

Right. Are you sure

about the gun? The gun.

Certain.

Mulcahay says it's identical

with those used in the revolt.

Revolt.

Even to the maker's name

being chiseled off.

Good.

Then we're getting warm.

We're getting warm.

We think we're on a trail here too.

A trail here too.

Keep up the good work, Beano,

and take care of the kid.

Hello, Geoff.

Did you hear about the cricket final?

Thirty-eight pounds 10.

Oh, look, Douglas,

we're slowing down.

- Are we stopping?

- Mm-hmm.

- Oh.

- Squalid little place, but quite important for military reasons.

Controls the up-country.

Oh. Are we on a military expedition?

I didn't mean to suggest that.

Oh, Douglas, you don't

have to be cautious with me.

You know that.

And after all,

we, uh-

we are on a military

expedition, aren't we?

Nice little hand.

Nosey, we're slowing down.

I think we must be coming to-

Lynn is getting altogether too

thick with that fellow Loveland.

- Oh, is she? L- I hadn't noticed.

- Take a good look.

You know, Douglas, you're

such a natural as a soldier.

You must have had awfully good reasons

for giving up the service.

- I did.

- Oh.

Hello.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Hello. Did you gentlemen order

a bottle of scotch?

Aye. Aye.

Aye, that we did.

- Good-bye.

- Bye.

Good-bye.

My good friend, Donald Mouse.

Fine type.

You know, you are a good sort.

- Mr. Furnoy is asking for you, sir.

- Oh, thank you.

Oh, Douglas, you're coming

right back to me now, aren't you?

- Yes, of course I will.

- Oh, hurry now.

- Well, Lynn, I must say, you're marvelous.

- Really? Why?

Got Loveland all in a lather,

haven't you?

- Well, that was the idea.

- Well, I don't like it.

- Oh, really? Why, Geoff?

- Because I asked you to keep out of this.

This is a serious mission.

Oh, I appreciate your interest and all that.

It was very kind of you.

You got us invited on this trip.

But for the rest, I wish

you'd let us go it alone.

Oh. So that's how

it is with us, huh?

Yes, that's the way it is with us.

And besides, Loveland's no friend of ours.

He's in the enemy camp.

Now, just a moment.

- Am I, by any chance, being called a traitor?

- Oh, I didn't say that.

Well, you implied it. And you might

just as well have said it as to imply it.

- You know, really, Geoffrey, you're awfully stupid.

- Oh, so I'm stupid, am I?

- Yes, you certainly are.

- Well, how do you explain your snuggling up to him?

- Was that part of your act too?

- Explain to you? I'd rather eat ground glass first.

I have my own reasons

for what I do and-

I don't stand and deliver

to anybody! Do you understand?

All the same, you did everything but kiss him.

I don't see why you stopped at that.

Well, supposing I did?

Now listen to me, young man.

Nobody tells me what I can't do

or where I can't go.

And as far as I'm concerned, Mr. Geoffrey Leigh,

you can go jump in the lake- river!

Oh, I'll admit

that wasn't very good...

but the next time I see you,

and I hope I never do...

I'll have thought up

something better!

If they have discovered the guns, I am ruined.

- Oh? What's up?

- Well, he has a message that suggests a leak.

I paid you dearly

for those guns, senores.

One million gold pesos,

the gift of poor people, the word-

You'll find them all there.

The last stuff

was delivered yesterday.

If there should

be treachery-

It will be from your men.

I can trust mine.

So General Torres has an interest

in this little place, huh?

Well, why is Mr. Furnoy

going with him?

Oh, take a look

at the town, I expect.

Oh, really?

Oh, I think I'd like to do that, Douglas.

- Let's go.

- No, no, really.

- Furnoy doesn't want anyone else to go ashore.

- Well, why?

- Well, these little places can be dangerous.

- Oh.

- Bandits, you know.

- Bandits! Oh, how exciting!

- Now I know I want to go. Come on, Douglas.

- No, really. L-

- You know, I've got to obey.

- Obey?

- Yeah.

- Well, whom?

Well, I mean- I mean, you can't.

No, I must forbid it.

Forbid? Oh, Douglas,

that was your biggest mistake.

Stand aside.

I'm on my way.

- Torres.

- Hmm?

I don't like the feel of this place.

It's- It's suspiciously quiet.

Senor, it is I who give the command here.

All right. Go ahead and give the command.

I'm going back to the yacht.

- You're afraid to go to the warehouse?

- Oh, no. Let fools be heroes.

It's their business.

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