Robinson Crusoe On Mars Page #4

[Squawking]

- [Screeching Stops]

- Well, they know where we are.

But they can't get at us.

I'll get this damn thing off

as soon as I can.

[Squawking, Chirping]

[Squawking]

[Friday]

Water gone.

[Draper]

We'll have to go up to the surface.

[Draper]

The polar ice cap.

Water. Much water.

[Pulsating Tones, Screeching]

You go. Friday stay.

- Why?

- Enemy.

We're sticking together, buddy.

- Buddy?

- Yeah. Slang for "brother." Come on.

[Squawks]

Water. Water.

Gotta find water.

If we don't find water pretty soon -

Rut Mona down.

She can walk to the ice cap

as well as we can.

- [Chittering]

- [Draper] Come on, Mona.

[Friday]

Rest here.

Not long... reach ice cap.

[Draper]

Not too far to the snow now, baby.

Rest - Rest here.

When's the last time

you took an oxygen pill?

Give me those.

I thought you said we had 12 left.

You've been holding out on yourself,

haven't you, hmm? Saving them for me.

No wonder you're weak.

Here. Here!

I'll take charge of these.

Bring Mona.

Water! Friday, water!

[Gasping, Laughing]

[Friday]

Not too much. Cold.

[Laughs]

Yeah, you're right.

I tell you, Mona, she know.

Yeah, you bet she does.

Oh, thank God for water.

God?

God.

Yeah.

Supreme Being.

Uh, Father of the universe.

Big Father. Big Father!

Kaihechipek.

We say Kaihechipek.

Order.

Kaihechipek.

Order. God.

Good.

Yeah. That's right.

Divine order. Good.

- Mona keep warm.

- [Chittering]

Looks like the only way

out of here is up.

Friday!

[Mona Squawking]

[Chittering, Whimpering]

Dig, Friday. Dig!

Mona sick. Need fire.

- She cold.

- We'll all freeze if we don't get a shelter built.

Our bodies'll keep us warm,

just like the Eskimos.

Come on! Keep digging!

How long have you had that thing on?

- Sixty-two years.

- What?

- How old are you, anyway?

- Seventy-eight.

[Rumbling]

Look out!

[Rumbling]

- Forget it.

- Friday, no.

God not forget.

- [Rumbling Continues]

- [Explosion In Distance]

[Rumbling Continues]

[Explosions Continue]

Quick.

Get that equipment out of the water.

Mona. Where Mona?

[Beeping]

[Beeping Speeds Up]

Here they come again.

Not enemy.

- Different.

- [Static, Frequency Tuning]

[Man] Space Rescue Group 3 to

Earth Satellite. One more fact to report.

The meteor that struck Mars

is melting the polar ice cap.

Not enemy.

Talk like you!

Like me! Like me, Friday!

- [Static, Frequency Tuning]

- [Beeping Continues]

Uh, this is

Commander Christopher Draper...

of the United States Navy.

[Man On Radio]

My God! A voice from Mars!

[Squawking]

Hey! Hey! Hey, yahoo! Whoo!

[Squawking]

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