Free Willy: Escape from Pirate's Cove Page #4

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[CHUCKLES]

You're a piece of work, you know that?

MAN:

Okay, take it out.

Carefully, guys.

[WILLY WHISTLING OVER SPEAKERS]

BIOLOGIST:

Okay. Here's Willy.

We're using an array

of three hydrophones...

...to test his echolocation

and hearing abilities.

According to our tests...

...we're quite certain Willy hasn't

fully developed his echolocation abilities.

- Speak English, please.

- Okay. Echolocation.

Those clicks that you hear Willy making.

Those are sounds he emits underwater

which bounce off objects...

...so he can tell

whether there's fish or danger.

Like sonar on a submarine.

Yes, in fact,

the navy learned this from whales.

Ironically, navy subs

are currently using a powerful sonar...

...which seems to be damaging

the echolocation of whales.

It's maybe one reason

why Willy didn't learn to use this function...

...before he was separated from his pod.

He can make the clicking sounds,

but he can't interpret them.

Without his echolocation abilities

and especially without the help of his pod...

...he'd be lost and eventually starve.

So, what are you saying?

If we think he's gonna suffer,

we'll have to put him down.

No.

What if we can teach him

his echolocation skills?

We have no idea

how orcas teach their young.

- So it can't be done?

- Kirra.

We can't put him in the ocean

without his pod.

- He wouldn't survive.

- You're not gonna put him down.

Kirra, just let me talk to these folks.

I'll be right back.

Come here.

Excuse us.

We're gonna need more fish for Willy.

Can you take me to the harbor?

Kirra, I don't think you should get

too attached to Willy.

Because they're gonna come back

and kill him?

Those people are experts.

Just because they use big words

doesn't mean they're experts.

I'm gonna do it myself.

KIRRA:
The killer whale

is the largest species of dolphin family.

The name killer whale

comes from the voracious-

His echolocation clicks.

Echolocation is used by toothed whales

to see underwater using sound.

Like he's lost balance in water.

KIRRA:
Little is known of

the hearing frequencies of killer whales.

Orcas produce three types

of vocalizations.

Namely, clicks, moans and whistles.

Mammals of the southern

African subregions-

Assumed that the species-

- We need to get in the water with him.

- We?

Come on.

Here you go.

[WILLY MOANING]

Come on.

Yummy.

Here you go. I got a fishy.

Fishy.

Fine, be that way.

I'm not doing this for me, you know?

Nice computer you got here.

Hey. It gets the job done.

Jeez, this information superhighway thing's

pretty amazing, huh?

- Thank you.

- Oh.

Well, let me know if Her Highness

wishes anything else from the kitchen.

May I have a little bell to ring?

Your wish is my command, madam.

Thanks, Grandpa.

What?

I said, thanks, Grandpa.

Want me to call you Gus?

No. Grandpa's fine.

- What?

- Ha, ha. Just that, uh...

I...

I never thought

I'd hear that word grandpa.

I wasn't...

I wasn't much of a dad to your mom.

You know, I wasn't around all that much.

Where were you?

Racetrack.

Betting on horses and stuff?

Lost every penny the family had.

Then your grandma and I got divorced.

Your mom was just a little girl like you.

She didn't speak to me for years.

She never did?

Not for a long time.

She went to college in Oregon.

Met your dad there.

Then they moved down to Australia

to be close to his work.

And after that, she found out where I lived,

came to see me...

...and lent me a big chunk of their savings

to buy this place.

You know, fix it up.

But then, the money I was gonna use

to fix it up-

- You lost it.

- No, I didn't lose it.

I, uh...

I just- I made some bad investments.

At the racetrack?

Pretty much.

You never saw her after that?

I guess...

You know, I was-

I was, I guess,

embarrassed and ashamed...

...you know, to go to her funeral.

But I was also too broke

to buy a plane ticket.

She was a heck of a woman, your mom.

Wish I could say

I had something to do with that.

Well, thanks for telling me.

Yeah.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yeah. Gus, here.

Hello.

I'll jump back on but I got someone here

who's dying to speak to you.

Here you go.

Hello? Dad.

KIRRA:

Hi.

Come on.

Wanna have a bite?

It's good.

[GASPS]

[WHISTLING]

You're all right.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Promise.

Come on.

That's a boy.

SIFISO:

Woo-hoo!

Oh, look at you.

[GIGGLES]

Oh, you're beautiful.

ROLF:

Yeah, so, what's this trainer done before?

Dolphins? That's perfect.

Yeah.

Need him to train a killer whale, orca.

Yeah, you know, jump through hoops,

that sort of stuff. Uh-huh.

Yeah. Squirt on demand.

Heh-heh. That's exactly it.

Balance a ball like a dolphin.

If dolphins can do it, why can't he?

Balancing a ball is good.

Yeah, yeah. Keep the crowds happy.

Oh, hold on. I'll call you back.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

BLIKKIE:
Aw.

DIFF:
Hey.

What's with the car?

BLIKKIE:

It's the wife's. Mine's broke.

ROLF:
Did you bring the stuff?

DIFF:
Mm.

Get on up here.

DIFF:

Happy little buggers.

I'll fix that.

Why not the whole thing?

ROLF:
I'm not killing Willy,

just wanna make him sick.

Give Gus a little extra inspiration

to sell him to us at a discount.

How do you know how much to put in?

I know.

My wife tried this one on me.

They're looking pretty dead right now.

What happens if Willy won't eat them?

Well, then you stick him with this.

[LAUGHING]

Here you go, boy.

BLIKKIE:
It's all right, boy.

We're not gonna harm you.

DIFF:

Yum, yum.

BLIKKIE:
Come, Willy.

DIFF:
Come on.

- Come on, Willy.

BLIKKIE:
Come on, boy.

You like it, don't you?

Thing's got teeth, eh?

[BOTH YELLING]

Get him back here.

Go to the left.

- To the left, man.

DIFF:
Come on, man.

BLIKKIE:
No, your other left, you idiot.

DIFF:
Oh.

BLIKKIE:
Push him against the dock.

KIRRA:
Hey.

What are you doing?

- Nothing, sweetheart, get back to bed.

- Grandpa.

Shh.

Where's Willy?

I think she saw the needle.

She can identify us.

Maybe you could do us a favor,

give us a hand.

We're big fans of Willy.

We just want a photograph next to him.

- Stay back.

DIFF:
No need to shout.

Just one little picture, then we'll leave.

It's for Mom.

Big fish.

[WHISTLING]

[GRUNTING]

Diff. Diff.

DIFF:
Oh!

BLIKKIE:
Diff. Look out.

Hey, call that orca off.

- Call him off.

- No.

- Call him off. I'm not-

KIRRA:
Get him, Grandpa.

Kirra, call the police.

[GRUNTING]

KIRRA:

Get him.

GUS:
Oh, you're in trouble now.

KIRRA:
Get them, Willy.

[DIFF & BLIKKIE SCREAMING]

[LAUGHING]

GUS:
Oh, yeah, Willy.

KIRRA:
Whoo!

BLIKKIE:

Wait for me. Ow!

Are you all right?

Yeah, but you're bleeding.

- He just clipped me.

- Gus? Where'd they go?

Where are they? Huh?

Right on time, Mansa.

Who were they, Grandpa?

I don't know,

but I think I know who sent them.

[BLIKKIE GRUNTING]

Keep it down.

[BLIKKIE GROANS]

Keep it down.

Ow.

[INTERCOM BEEPING]

MAN [OVER INTERCOM]:

Gus is outside, smoke coming out his ears.

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