Six Days Seven Nights Page #3

- Dd [Humming]

- Forty miles,

south-southeast of Makatea.

D Mayday, Mayday, Mayday dd

How many of those things

did you take?

Um... You know,

I just don't know.

- Look.

- What?

We're in trouble here.

I want you to sit back, be quiet,

- [Tightens Seat Belt]

- Keep your seat belt tight

and let me fly this thing.

Yes, sir.

There's an island down there.

I can see a beach.

I'm gonna set us down.

Okey-dokey.

[Engine Sputtering]

[Gasps]

- Rock on the beach!

There's a rock on the beach!

- Son of a b*tch!

[Thunderclap]

Blah.

[Gasps]

- [Groans]

- Good morning.

Could you get me

a cup of coffee?

Oh, sure. I'll get

right on it, ma'am.

Oh, God. What...

- Where are we?

- Here.

Where? Where?

Somewhere between

Makatea and Tahiti.

That's... That's the best

I can do for you.

Whoa! What happened?

It crumpled the landing gear

when we hit.

Well, aren't you

gonna fix it?

I mean, can't we...

can't we reattach it somehow?

Oh, sure. We'll, like,

glue it back on. How's that?

- Aren't you one of those guys?

- What guys?

Those guy guys. You know,

those guys with skills.

- Skills?

- Yeah.

You send them out into the wilderness

with a pocket knife and a Q-Tip...

and they build you

a shopping mall.

- You can't do that?

- No. No, I can't do that.

- But I can do this.

- [Mouth Pops]

Does that help?

I can get us out of here.

- Oh, good.

- Yeah.

Hey. Right? Huh?

Phone, huh?

[Laughs]

- I'm gonna get us out of here...

- [Dialling]

Pronto.

Come on, phone.

[Groans]

So, what are we,

like, shipwrecked?

- How do you want it?

- Excuse me?

Do you want it sugarcoated

or right between the eyes?

You pick.

We've only got one wheel,

so we can't take off.

Lightning fried the radio

and the emergency location transmitter.

Air-Sea will probably try a rescue,

but without a beacon to hone in,

it's like trying to find

a flea on an elephant's ass.

The only thing

we've got is...

this flare gun

and a single flare.

Is it too late

to get it sugarcoated?

That was sugarcoated.

Well, then,

what's the bad news?

The bad news is we may be here

for a... long time.

You and me,

for a long, long...

long, long, long,

long time.

Well, I want

my $700 back.

- What?

- You heard me. My $700, I want it back.

You said you were gonna

take me to Tahiti. You didn't.

Give it back.

Come on.

One, two,

three...

- [Gasps]

- I figure I got you halfway.

Halfway? Halfway?

- Halfway!

- Halfway? Whoo!

Halfway! Oh, boy,

you're good!

Whoo! You got me halfway!

That's fantastic!

Wha... What are you doin'?

Hey, hey! Get away from my plane!

- Goddam it, get out of there!

- I'm gonna do something.

- Hey, leave that stuff alone!

- You shut up.

Come on now. Get out of there.

What do you think you're doin'?

Leave my stuff al...

Hey, hey. Come on!

- What's this? It's a boat.

- It's a life raft.

- We can use that to get off the island.

- Where are you gonna go?

You don't even know where you are.

Last thing you wanna do is...

go bouncin' around the ocean

in an eight-foot blow-up boat.

- Don't tell me what I want!

- Give that to me. Give it!

- Hey, don't pull on that!

Leave it alone!

- [Air Hissing]

Wait! Wait!

Get me out... No!

[Muffled Groan]

Get me out of here.

[Panting]

Get me... Get me

out of here!

[Groaning]

You gonna stop acting

like a lunatic?

- [Garbled] F*** you!

- Pardon me? What'd you say?

[Life Raft Squeaking]

That's what I thought

you said.

Dd [Island]

Yeah.

- Mr Martin?

- Hmm?

- There's a telephone call

for Miss Monroe.

- Oh. I'll take it.

Hello? Hello?

Uh, this is Frank Martin.

Who is...

Oh, hi, Marjorie.

It's Frank.

No, she...

she left yesterday.

What?

Marie, it's Phillippe

at Makatea.

Quinn flew a lady

back to you last night.

Can you look if the De Haviland

is at the gate? No, I'll wait.

I ran into Tony. He said that

Quinny didn't make Tahiti.

Hold on, Angelica. We don't know

anything yet. Yes, Marie, right here.

Ahhh.

Bon. Get Air-Sea Rescue,

Marie, and call me back.

- Oh, my God.

- Oh, no.

Come on. You wanna drink water,

you gotta haul water.

Let's go.

- What are you lookin' at?

- Nothin'.

- Somethin'.

- Nothin'.

- Oh, don't give me that.

You were ogling.

- "Ogling"?

- Yeah.

- Ogling? Let me ask you something.

- What?

- When you go into a store

to buy something like that,

what do you say to the clerk, "Give me

that outfit so nobody will look at me?"

No, I like people looking,

just not you.

- If it makes you feel any better,

you're not my type.

- Oh, good.

- Why?

- "Why"?

Yeah. I'm making

conversation. Why?

You talk too much.

You're opinionated.

You're stubborn,

sarcastic and stuck-up.

Your ass is too narrow,

and your tits are too small.

- Hey, you wanna know

why you're not my type?

- Nope.

- [Speaking French]

- Bonjour. Bonjour. Parlez vous...

- I'm American.

- Oh, thank God.

- Tom Morrow. I'll take you up.

- Frank. Listen. So how do we find 'em?

We're gonna fly over the water

and look out the window.

Wha... Whoa, whoa, whoa.

That's it?

What about the modern technology?

Don't you have satellites, lasers,

- Mr Martin, just take your seat.

- Heat-seeking kind of...

- I'm Ricky.

- Yeah, great. I'm Frank.

- Listen, money is no object, all right?

- Yeah. Just get in.

Try breathing very deeply.

I find that helpful.

[Inhaling,

Exhaling Deeply]

If they went into the water,

it's only been 12 hours.

It's a good chance we'll find 'em.

[Frank]

Okay.

Hey, Bwana, why don't you

let me lead for a while?

[Quinn] Okay.

This'll be interesting.

Ohh.

Now there. You see?

I found it.

Come on, Quinny.

[Groans]

Oh, my God.

Oh, it's beautiful.

- [Snorting]

- Quinn, this is... [Gasps]

[Shouting]

Ooh! Oooh!

- Hey! Hey, hey, hey. Hold on.

- Whoa!

- What are you doin'?

- What the hell's that?

- It's a pig. What are you worried about?

- [Snorting]

He's more afraid of us

than we... Watch.

Ha! Go on. Go on.

Go on! Get out of here.

Ho-ha! Ha.

[Gasps]

- [Snorting]

- Come on. Come on.

- Whoa.

- Come on. [Growls]

- Hey, Quinn.

- Huh? What?

What?

I'm sorry to

interrupt you, but...

I'm having a bit

of a problem.

What's the problem?

Some sort of creature

has just swum up my pants.

I'm guessin'...

I'm guessin' a snake.

Oh.

That's bad.

So, uh, what do I do?

I mean, I could reach down

and... and grab it.

No. That... That could be risky.

Might be poisonous.

Well, right. But on the other hand,

if it's poisonous and will bite me,

do I want to allow it to continue

to swim around in my shorts?

- All good questions.

- Would you just give me some advice?

Just advice, input,

anything. Give it to me.

I'm very open at this

particular juncture, all right?

- Just stand still.

- Still.

- Stand still.

- What are you doing?

- Relax.

- Right.

[Groans]

Oh, God.

- Oh, no.

- What?

- Not good.

- What? Wha... [Stammering]

Shh. I'm trying

to concentrate here.

Okay. Okay.

Now, let's see.

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