Return to Paradise Page #4

Morgan!

You'd like to see her die.

So you'd be right.

Keep still.

This is no victory for me.

Sometimes, even I rebel

against Gos rules.

I know what sorrow is, too.

I saw my father die

on this island.

A year later, my wife

weeping in her last hours...

because she could never

bear me a child.

I woulve liked a child...

even more than being

a minister.

Tell that witch-doctor to shut up!

Let him sing.

Perhaps just this once,

God won't mind a little help.

Morgan tane.

Did the boat...?

Not yet.

Come, we will walk together.

She's sleeping now.

Darling...

I brought you something, Maeva.

Morgan tane!

How beautiful!

Soon, you'll be making me

new pants.

More beautiful than store pants.

Maeva...

I was thinking...

If you want to get married,

is OK with me.

As long as I have you,

it is all I want.

Take care of her, Povana.

I am going away.

Where will you go, Morgan tane?

Stay with us, you belong here.

You came and changed our lives.

You loved one of our women.

You were part of us.

Stay.

This is your island.

What do you want?

We bring gifts for you,

Morgan tane.

Gifts?

To give you strength to love her in

death as you loved her in life.

And so, Mr. Morgan vanished

from our lives...

as suddenly as he came in.

As the years slipped by...

we took delight in the new member

of our family.

We loved her as our own and her life

was as happy as any island chils.

What is this? Lisa.

That is a picture of a basket.

What is this?

That is a picture of a basket.

No.

That is a picture of a basket.

This is a basket.

All together.

What is this?

That is a picture of a basket.

She grew handsome,

strong and full of spirit.

If any youngster hunted turtles

out of season or got into mischief...

it was always Turia.

When the time came that I left home

to go to school in Upolu...

I was happy to go, but I didn't

like parting from my family.

Turia was like my sister,

yet not my sister.

When World War II broke out,

the face of the Pacific was changed.

I was in Apia during those years.

far in the past,

yet so plainly remembered.

Not once through the years

had we heard from him.

There were rumours he'd made

a fortune and lost it in Fiji...

that he still traded

in his cutter.

But somehow, he had lost reality.

Mr. Morgan was a legend.

Excuse me. Mr. Morgan?

I guess you don't remember me.

Rori.

Rori?

From Matareva...

Rori! How are you, kid?

Sit down.

What are you doing here?

I've been going to college.

For two years now.

College. Good for you.

I'm studying hard, so I can take

Mr. Cobbes place...

as school teacher.

It was he who sent me.

Still around, is he?

He'll always will be. He was kind

to my parents before they died.

Died! Tonga? Povana?

A warship stopped by

and left a terrible epidemic.

Thank heaven Turia escaped it.

Who? Turia?

Is she OK?

She's growing up to be the most

beautiful girl in Matareva.

She looks like the way I remember

her mother.

Rosie, more of the same.

You won't believe it,

but we still talk about you.

You're a hero, like Mr. Washington.

They remember...

Some other time.

Sorry. But I'm going back

next month.

Some other time, I said.

If you have a message...

No message.

Goodbye, Mr. Morgan.

It was hard to know

Mr. Morgan's heart.

Harder still to believe

he'd forgotten us...

as the rest of the world

had forgotten.

For those years of the war, no boat

would risk such a far off voyage...

for so little profit.

Yet, somewhere he musve heard

of our troubles...

of Mr. Cobbes letter

begging for medical supplies...

petrol, a pair of spectacles

for himself...

And somewhere, so deep within that

he himself did not know it...

an old dream musve stirred.

Can't a man land without

getting beat up?

Who are you?

Morgan, Mr. Morgan.

Mr. Morgan?

The real Morgan tane?

Morgan tane, it is you.

We're so happy you came!

I can see that. What goes on here?

Are the wardens still operating?

No wardens. Napu and me

are lookouts.

Mr. Cobbett say guard against

Japanese. Even light is forbidden.

I saw a big fire up the beach.

What about that?

That, we can't stop.

Is the young people.

I will take him to the village.

With you here, the Japanese

will not dare to come.

Look who has returned,

Morgan tane!

Hello, Mr. Morgan.

Kim Ling, how are you?

Good to see you.

And you.

I remember you.

Pomare.

Welcome Morgan tane!

I, Pomare, wish that Tonga could

be alive to see this night.

Good to see you, Pomare.

Hello, Morgan!

This is a pleasant surprise.

I had an empty hold and this

was better than waiting around.

A package for you.

Thank you.

Come in.

Come in.

I shall be able to read again.

Mr. Morgan.

How's the schoolmaster?

Holy... Where did you get this?

It took a great deal of persuasion.

But when a destroyer put in here

and saw our defences...

a look-out system, fighters on

the beaches, they finally gave in.

But when it came to firearms,

I was less successful.

Firearms? What for?

We must be ready

for any emergency.

Sure, Cobbett, absolutely.

By heavens, is your country

too thas threatened.

Midnight. Time for my report.

Headquarters, Naval Command.

Headquarters, Naval Command.

This is Matareva calling.

Matareva standing by. Over.

Come in, Matareva,

but make it fast.

Headquarters keep telling him

not to talk so much.

Hello. Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?

Failed again, just as was getting

started. Rori, see what you can do.

Running a generator on kerosene.

I hope you brought petrol.

Sure, two barrels full.

How long are staying?

Long enough to unload.

Have you seen your daughter?

No.

She's a fine girl.

A bit over-spirited, perhaps.

She was too friendly with

a sailor off the destroyer.

I was tempted to punish her.

Maybe you should have.

Morgan, what have these years

been like?

I can't complain.

Still on the run?

Rushing off to nowhere?

Have your boys down early.

I want to unload by noon.

You can stay here.

No, thanks,

the boas all right.

Life to you, Morgan tane.

I said you'd come back,

but they laughed.

"Your father has forgotten",

they said.

You're Turia, are you?

Yes, Mr. Morgan.

Is time you were in bed.

It was such a pretty night.

We made a fire and danced...

and Lani and I

swam to the point.

Who do you live with?

The widow Tini. Mr. Cobbett fixed it

for me to live there.

Where is her house?

Over there.

You aren't as tall

as I thought you'd be.

You aren't short, either.

Are you as strong as they say, to

blow the jail down with one breath?

You better go in,

is getting late.

Goodnight, Mr. Morgan.

I'm going ashore.

Morning, Lama. You will have

to work without me today.

You've been following me

all morning.

Thas the truth.

I've got work to do.

I'll help you.

Is there any school today?

School is for a child.

Well, go pick coconuts,

or go fishing.

You want to come fishing

with me?

The sun is high, and your inside

is empty. Come, Mr. Morgan.

And here is another

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