Robinson Crusoe Page #2

I used this

as a makeshift raft.

Thanks to an incoming tide

and a gentIe breeze...

my modest craft took me

straightaway to shore.

I began to feeI

not a IittIe proud...

of my achievement...so far.

And so I reckoned

my fortunes were on the up.

I had provisions

for a month or more...

tooIs and good timber,

even good company...

in the captain's oId dog

Skipper.

[Arf]

[Arf]

CRUSOE:
There you go, Skipper.

That's it. No more.

From now on

you find your own food.

CRUSOE:
I was now

making daiIy excursions...

away from the shoreIine.

Penetrating further

and further...

into the interior

of my domain.

I knew onIy that we'd

been saiIing some miIes...

from the coast of Guinea...

and I had in mind

the possibiIity...

that my soiI was somehow

connected to a mainIand...

where I may happen upon

some human civiIization.

[Panting]

l'm on an island.

CRUSOE:
In order

to keep watch daiIy...

for the first ship

that wouId pass at sea...

I resoIved to situate myseIf...

as near the coast as possibIe.

The weeks turned to months...

and stiII no sighting

of a ship.

But I truIy beIieved

it must come to pass.

Some vesseI wouId saiI

by my shore...

sooner rather than Iater.

[Skipper barks]

[Arf]

[Arf]

[Woof woof]

[Woof]

[Woof]

Skipper!

Quiet.

Quiet, Skipper.

[Skipper barks]

Oh, my God.

Oh.

Ah.

CRUSOE:
HeIIo! Come back!

Come back!

CRUSOE:
I'm here!

l'm here! Come back!

Fire! Fire!

Fire! Come back!

Please! Please!

Please come back!

[Yells and gasps]

Come back! I'm here!

[Skipper barking]

[Barking]

[Skipper barking]

Ah, ha.

[Laughing]

CRUSOE:
It was

on that day I came to see...

I must no Ionger

reIy upon chance...

or fate or divine

intervention...

for my survivaI...

but soIeIy on my own efforts...

as a man.

CRUSOE:
And I found,

as time went by...

I began to grow even fond

of my isIand kingdom.

[Chattering]

[Twitters]

[Chirps]

I have not been idIe

with my time on the isIand.

Even so, my thoughts

continuaIIy turn...

to the Iife I Ieft behind.

Skipper! Come here.

What you're about to hear...

is the sweetest sound

in the whole world.

Hmm? The spirit of Scotland.

[Panting]

[lnhales and plays]

[Skipper barks]

[Barking]

[Continues playing]

[Barking]

[Bagpipes blurt]

[Pants]

[Moans]

MARY:
Come on, then.

[Mary laughs]

CRUSOE:
My thoughts

of Mary inspired me...

for I knew that someday

I wouId return.

[Grunts]

I erected a monument

to mark my Ianding here.

Upon it I've been

scrupuIousIy recording...

the days of the week

and the months...

as they've passed since

my arrivaI on the isIand.

[Gasps]

One year, Skipper.

A whole year.

[Surf lapping]

[Bird crying]

Ho.

Ha.

[Grunts]

[Crusoe panting]

CRUSOE:
How many wiId fantasies

tormented my mind...

as I made for the security

of my own castIe...

fancying every bush

and tree stump to be a man...

affIicted with such terror

that I couId imagine...

Satan himseIf

had taken human shape...

and Ieft his print

upon my shore.

[Wild yelling and ululating]

[Crusoe grunting]

From somewhere on my isIand

came sounds I beIieved...

I wouId never hear again.

Human voices, to be sure...

but voices unIike

I had ever heard before.

[Barking]

Stay! Stay here!

[Yelling and ululating]

[Yelling and ululating

continue]

[Man shouts

in native language]

[Yells in native language]

[Shouting and chanting

in native language]

[Hooting]

[Tribe yelling and shouting]

[Shouting in native language]

[Yelling and shouting continue]

[Victim screams]

Aah!

[Yelling and ululating]

[Crusoe loads weapons]

[Clicks]

[Moans]

[Panting]

Don't be afraid.

I'm your friend.

l'm a friend.

Ha.

CRUSOE:
Ha.

[Panting]

[Yells]

Unhh!

Give it to me.

Come on.

[Rattles]

[Mutters]

Back!

[Bird squawking]

What do you think you're doing?!

l saved your life back there!

l want to be your friend.

How can l make you understand?

Friend.

[Deliberately]

l am your friend.

Food.

Right.

Food. Huh?

Food. Food!

[Grunts]

CRUSOE:
Here you go.

A gift. Peace.

[Speaks native language]

[Man speaks native language]

Ah, you want the gun.

Oh, no. lt's very powerful.

And if you try to take this...

l will use this power

to kill you...

and l don't want to kill you!

You're my friend.

Food.

Food.

[Man shouts in native language]

Hey!

[Yelling]

[Man speaks native language]

No!

Blasphemy.

Blasphemy.

Blasphemy.

CRUSOE:
How couId

I ever have imagined...

being a friend to this savage?

I saw now he was

from another worId--

one sureIy ruIed by Satan.

I, Robinson Crusoe...

wouId guide and protect

my kingdom...

against aII eviI.

Skipper! Skipper!

Prepare yourself.

lt seems we have

a very unfriendly heathen...

on the island with us.

[Skipper barks]

CRUSOE:
LittIe did

this pagan know...

but his adversary was once

trained as a soIdier...

so he wouId be facing

one skiIIed in strategy...

in the miIitary arts.

[Ring]

[Ring]

CRUSOE:
It is hard to describe

my confIict of emotions.

In aII these 2 years...

I'd Ionged for the company

of another human being...

and now we were enemies.

Hunter and prey.

And he was out there--

somewhere on my isIand.

Aah! Unh!

[Arf]

[Grunts]

Sha.

[Grunting]

Ahh.

Stay away from me,

you black heathen bastard!

Aah! Aish!

CRUSOE:
Leave it aIone.

Leave the bIoody thing aIone.

You hear me?

That's right.

Blow your bloody brains out.

Go on.

Come here.

Give me that thing.

Give me that--

That's it.

Give me the gun.

Give me the bloody gun!

[Crusoe breathing heavily]

Aye.

Come here, come here.

l'll give you this.

Look. Look.

Aye.

Ha ha ha ha!

[Speaking native language]

Up.

Up.

All right, easy.

Do you understand danger?

Death?

Who are you?

Huh?

What are you?

Look.

Look!

[Fires]

[Screeching]

Aye.

[Screeches]

Aye.

Aye.

CRUSOE:
That he was a savage

was indisputabIe...

and yet he seemed to be

a decent feIIow at heart.

In time, I might even turn him

from his pagan ways.

Perhaps this was my mission.

What's your name?

What about Hamish?

l had a brother called Hamish.

[Rooster crows]

What day is it?

Thursday?

No, it's not.

lt's Friday.

[Squawks]

Friday.

Friday.

Friday.

Friday.

Friday.

Master.

Master.

Master.

Friday.

Master.

Friday.

[Laughs]

Aye.

Friday.

Friday.

You sleep here.

You sleep...

here.

[Sighs]

It's just untiI the morning.

Food.

[Bird squawks]

[Skipper barks]

Stay there.

F-food.

[Sets down]

Master.

Stay.

Stay. Stay.

Come here.

Come here.

[Chains rattle]

[Sets down gun]

CRUSOE:
I had wronged

this poor honest savage...

and I was truIy sorry for it.

It became cIear to me...

that I couId not have found

a better creature...

to be subject

to my benevoIent ruIe.

At Ieast...

that was how I saw it then.

[Barks]

[Barks]

[Rooster crows]

[Rooster crows]

CRUSOE:
Friday became

constant and diIigent...

in his work...

and proved to know

a great deaI...

about pIanting

and harvesting our crops.

Indeed, to my surprise,

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