Robinson Crusoe On Mars Page #3

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[Beeping]

[Beeping Speeds Up]

[Beeping Continues]

[Explosion]

[Draper's Voice] It is now three weeks since

I found the skeleton out by the black mesas.

I had to conclude it was murder...

because there was a large, neat hole

in the forehead of the skull.

The back of the skull

was fused and charred.

Because of this, I have concealed

or destroyed any outward sign...

- that anyone is living -

- [Beeping]

[Beeping Continues]

[Beeping Speeds Up]

[Pulsating Screeching]

[Beeping Slows]

Ho! Mona!

That's an interplanetary vehicle!

- Oh, Mona, they've come to get us!

- [Chittering]

[Pulsating Tones]

[Laser Shots Fire]

[Laser Shots Fire]

[Motors Revving, Faint]

[Revving Continues]

- [Revving Continues]

- [Motors Idling]

[Panting]

Well, come on.

If they're after you, let's get out of here.

[Laser Shots Fire]

Have a chair, stranger.

Come on. Sit.

Sit down. Come on.

[Squawking]

Mona, shut up! First visitor we've ever had,

and you act like a gorilla.

Don't let my furry little monster bother you.

Come on, sit down.

Well, sit.

What do I say to a guy like you?

How do you communicate?

Thought transfer?

Electronic signals?

Maybe you've even got

a spoken language.

Where do you come from?

And how are you like us?

And how are you different?

How do you breathe

without a booster?

Well, I prayed for a companion,

and I finally got one...

and he can't even make a sound.

- [Motors Revving]

- [Pulsating Tones]

- [Revving Continues]

- [Motors Idling]

[Laser Shots Firing]

[Laser Shots Continue Firing]

[Man Ranting]

You're an escaped slave.

Come here.

Come here.

Come on.

No, no. Not this.

Me. I'm the boss.

And remember that.

You get out of line just one iota...

and I'll bring your enemies

right back into this cave.

Here.

Have a little of this.

Last night occurred the most important event

since I landed on Mars 147 days ago.

An interplanetary space vehicle

made a landing...

like no space vehicle

I've ever seen on Earth.

From what I see from my videotape...

it was manned by some animated beings,

obviously from some planet other than Mars.

They're here, apparently,

on an ore-gathering expedition.

They mine electronically

by remote control.

They also use slaves,

and they handle them electronically.

One of them escaped.

He's with me.

And I'm trying to establish

communication with him.

He's pretty much like an Earth being...

except he's completely mute.

And, for all I know, deaf.

[Switch Clicks]

As a companion, Cosmos,

Mona's better.

A-okay, baby?

Time to turn in.

I'll give you the guest room.

Come on.

Come on.

[Air Hissing]

[Sand Pouring]

Good night.

[Mona Chitters]

Listen, mister.

You're gonna be welcome around here

only as long as you leave things alone.

I don't know whether you were fooling around

or whether you've got any ideas.

Either way, it can be dangerous.

Don't touch.

Understand? Hands off.

[Air Hissing]

No, thanks.

I'll stick to air.

[Pulsating Tones]

[Man Gasping]

[Tones Continue Pulsating]

- [Beeping]

- [Explosions]

- [Pulsating Tones Fade]

- [Beeping Slows]

Oh. I got rid of'em, huh?

I got the power.

Is that it?

Okay, okay, that's enough.

Come on.

I'm not supernatural.

Come on, Joe,

or whatever your name is.

Um, Friday. That's it.

With apologies to Robinson Crusoe.

On your feet, Friday.

[Speaks Native Language]

My God!

I thought you were a mute!

[Native Language]

Uh-huh. If you can make sounds like that,

you can make English sounds.

Friday, you're gonna learn English

if I have to sit on your chest for two months.

Friday, say "stone."

"Stone," Friday.

Stone.

- [Native Language]

- No, no, no, no.

Stone!

[Native Language]

Listen, retarded, I don't know

what you're trying to tell me...

but we're not budging from this spot

till you learn some words, A-okay?

A-okay?

No, idiot! Stone!

A-okay. Stone.

- [Rumbling]

- A-okay. [Native Language]

[Rumbling Continues]

[Rumbling Fades]

Friday, will you take that -

Friday?

Friday!

[Echoing]

Friday!

[Grunting]

[Laughing]

[Native Language]

[Native Language]

What are you after here?

They've gone.

They took off, huh?

And your friends were expendable.

Nice guys.

They had no air pills? It wouldn't have

mattered much, the way they blasted them.

Ahmateklat. Ahmateklat.

That's okay, Friday.

Welcome aboard.

[Rumbling]

Look out!

[Coughing]

[Coughing Continues]

Thank you.

Um -

A- Ahmateklat.

Ahmateklat.

[Draper's Voice]

"The Lord is my shepherd, : I shall not want.

"He maketh me to lie down

in green pastures.

"He leadeth me

beside the still waters.

"He restoreth my soul.

"He leadeth me in the paths

of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley

of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil-"

Friday talk.

Huh.

Friday talk. A-okay?

Yeah. A-okay.

But don't just copy me.

Not copy you.

No. You tell me something.

Tell me what's inside you.

Tell me, uh, for instance,

where do you live? What planet?

Where's your home?

Home?

- Home.

- No, no, no.

Home.

Weetawin.

We call that group of stars Orion.

Osatanango.

You come from the center star

in the belt of Orion.

We call that Alnilam,

which I'm sure is very interesting to you.

I come from over there...

just around the corner from you.

Come on.

Keep the conversation going.

- Enemy.

- Yeah?

Come back.

When?

- Soon.

- How soon?

Sixty suns.

Sixty suns. That's two months.

They're overdue.

They can find you with these?

- Enemy find Friday?

- Enemy come.

We've gotta figure out some way

of getting these things off.

[Draper On Recording] For the survival record,

I've been taking Friday's oxygen pills.

Chemically, of course,

I have no way of analyzing them.

As to how they work, I've noticed

that I inhale and exhale...

and use the thin Martian atmosphere.

- [Beeping]

- But I don't need it.

- [Beeping Speeds Up]

- [Pulsating Tones]

Somehow, these pills bypass the lungs

and produce oxygen right in the blood.

[Beeping Continues]

- [Pulsating Screeching]

- [Gasps]

Enemy! Enemy!

[Mona Screeching]

[Pulsating Screeching Continues]

Get the gear together!

[Mona Squawking]

[Laser Shot Fires]

[Squawking Continues]

[Laser Shot Fires]

[Laser Shot Fires]

This way good. A-okay.

[Chirping]

Yes, Friday? What is it?

[Native Language]

This Quiquay Tanango.

You call Mars.

Yes, Mars.

Those look like the canals of Mars.

You mean these are part of

the canals of Mars?

[Native Language]

I get it. Some kind of earthquake

or volcano opened up these fissures?

And the crust above sagged?

- And those are the canals above us?

- Canals.

They must go on

for hundreds of miles.

They'll be our underground highway...

our bomb shelter.

And somewhere we'll come out again

and make a new home.

What's been done before

can be done again.

[Beeping]

[Pulsating Tones, Screeching]

[Beeping Continues]

- [Pulsating Screeching]

- [Shouts]

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