Free Willy 2: The Adventure Home Page #3

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That did a lot. All right, come on.

I know you're in there.

All right, come on.

Ain't so tough now, huh?

Man.

Eat this.

How do you like that, tough guy?

Come back and fight like a fish.

See you later, fish.

See you, Willy.

What is it?

- We lost time up north. We're late.

- So?

- Know why I'm captain?

- Yes, sir. I mean, no, sir.

I'm captain because

my ships always run on time.

Benbrook Oil doesn't like

late deliveries.

- Yes, sir.

- This is Seattle Traffic.

We have a report of winds

and reduced visibility.

Reduce speed to 12 knots.

- Reducing speed to 12 knots.

- Maintain 15 knots.

- But, sir, without a tug escort...

- Kelly!

Resuming speed to 15 knots.

- Elvis. Elvis, wake up.

- What?

I have to ask you something.

Okay.

Did Mom ever talk about before you

were born, when she lived out here?

No.

Did she ever talk about my dad?

No.

Did she ever talk about me?

No.

- She had problems.

- Like what?

She lied a lot.

Said she loved me.

Said she would never leave.

- What is it?

- We're losing pressure.

We can't hold course in these currents.

- What happened?

- The valve body blew to pieces.

- Engine room.

- Give me something down there.

- I got nothing.

- We're doing the best we can.

Keep working on it.

We're on the wrong side of the buoy.

Hard starboard!

Not responding!

- Hard starboard!

- I can't bring it around.

Four fathoms!

- Two fathoms.

- My God.

We've run aground!

I'm gonna shut it down!

Mayday, mayday. This is tanker Dakar.

We are run aground

and spilling crude oil.

Extreme distress.

Repeat, extreme distress.

Man.

Come on. Hurry up.

He's over there. Look!

Come on, come on!

Let's go!

It's Willy's sister, Luna.

She's beached.

- What's wrong with her?

- I don't know.

It's okay. You're all right.

- What is that stuff?

- Oil.

Get Glenn. Have him call Randolph.

We gotta get Luna back in the water.

- Go! Hurry! Go!

- Okay.

You're gonna be okay. I promise.

Wake up! Wake up.

Come on, wake up. Guys, come on.

There's been an oil spill. Trapped

the whales. Willy's sister is beached.

You gotta do something.

Call the Army or something.

Call Randolph.

I think maybe a ship crashed.

- It's a major disaster.

- Go back to sleep.

- I'm telling the truth.

- That's a first.

Glenn, listen.

I'll call Randolph.

Hang on.

A major oil spill at Lawson Reef.

- Thanks for coming, Randolph.

- Looks serious.

Luna's sick. I think she's dying.

See. I told you.

Nadine, go back to the truck

and get my kit please.

Easy, girl. Easy.

Honey, the oil's all over her.

Here you go, Randolph.

It's okay.

Okay.

- Let me get this.

- It's okay.

I'm afraid the oil's

gotten into her lungs.

Okay. Run this down to the lab, tell them

it's from me, and it's an emergency.

Okay, let's go.

Easy now. Easy.

- On the head?

- Wherever you can.

On three, guys, okay?

One, two, three!

Push!

Come on, Luna.

Okay, again, on three.

One, two, three!

- Come on, girl.

- Push.

- Come on.

- Come on, come on.

There she goes. She's going.

Go, girl. Go, girl.

- Let's get back up and change.

- The whale, the whale. Is she okay?

- She needs help, Randolph.

- Yeah.

- I don't care. I gotta get the story.

- Excuse me. Out of the way.

Excuse me.

The Dakar, a 40-year-old

Liberian oil tanker...

...ran aground on Lawson Reef

at 12:
05 last night...

...spilling thousands of gallons

of raw crude...

...endangering these orcas and other

wildlife indigenous to this region.

- The single-hull tanker...

- I'll take care of it.

... was built well before 1990,

the year when double hulls...

... became mandatory, which many feel

could prevent disasters like this one.

- Save the ecology.

- Don't kill the whales.

She's here. Let's go.

- Here we go.

- Let's secure that stuff.

- I'm Dr. Haley.

- Cmdr. Blake, Coastal Marine Control.

- Medical team's already here.

- This is what we've got.

- Kate!

- Here, take this.

Randolph.

- I'm glad you're here.

- Me too. Me too.

- When was this sample taken?

- Three hours ago.

Four aspirations a minute.

Breathing's labored.

Let's do this now. Prep the antibiotics.

- Keflin?

- Twenty cc.

Jesse found them.

Jesse. Randolph's told me

all about you.

Boat's ready, Kate.

- Willy doesn't like doctors.

- She's one of the good ones.

But he doesn't know that.

Jesse, the oil slick

is moving this way.

If the whales don't get better fast,

they'll be trapped.

Pull up right alongside her, okay?

We'll make this quick and painless.

They seem to be protecting her.

That's not like him.

Stop. Stop. Stop!

I'm not gonna lie, Jesse.

This is awful,

and my company's to blame.

It's important to me that no harm

come to these whales.

And that is where you come in.

I could help too.

Littlespot likes me.

- I could...

- Elvis, please.

- Willy trusts you.

- He doesn't trust you.

- Jesse.

- He thinks he's protecting Luna.

But by keeping us from her,

he's killing her.

You're his only friend, Jesse.

- I'll make a deal with you.

- I'm listening.

- I'll convince Willy to let us help Luna.

- Great.

But you have to promise to get Willy,

Luna and Littlespot back to their mom.

- I can't promise that.

- Your oil's killing Luna.

If she dies, everybody's gonna

see it on the news. They'll blame you.

- What do you want me to say?

- Just promise me you'll try.

Well, that I can do.

Mind if I join you?

Do whatever you want.

I'm only your guest, remember?

- Wanna tell me what's bothering you?

- Nothing.

You and Jesse seem to be getting along.

- I hate him.

- Now I know that's not true.

The whole world kisses Jesse's butt.

I'm tired of it.

Let me tell you, this family

doesn't play favorites.

We don't kiss butts.

- I wanna help.

- Well, the whales need your help.

- You promise I can help?

- I promise.

Well, will you spit-shake on it?

Okay.

This is very unhygienic.

- Jesse?

- Yeah?

Good luck.

Thanks.

- Be careful, Jess.

- You take care, Jesse.

He looks mad, Randolph.

That's a boy. Come on.

It's me, Jesse.

Come on. It's okay.

Come on. It's okay.

Willy, I wanna help.

What's the matter? Come on.

- Come on, stop.

- God. He's gonna eat him, isn't he?

Come on. You're gonna hurt yourself.

Please, stop.

Come on, Willy. Come on.

It's all right. It's all right.

It's okay.

That's it. That's it.

How about some chocolate, Willy?

I got something for you.

Please.

Just take the fish.

All right.

Open up wider.

There you go.

Good boy.

All right, go.

Go around him.

- Hello, Luna, sweetie.

- She won't hurt her. I promise.

That's it, boy. It's okay.

Everything's gonna be okay, Luna.

I need to get her to raise her fluke.

All right. Let's go.

Come on, raise your fluke.

That's it. All right, Willy.

That's it, Luna. That's it.

One more time.

Good girl.

Okay.

- We did it.

- All right.

I told you.

Thank you, Willy.

- Congratulations, Dr. Haley.

- That was great.

You hit it out of the park.

- John?

- Just a minute.

You're gonna wanna hear this.

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