The People That Time Forgot
- PG
- Year:
- 1977
- 90 min
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1
Okay. Hold it.
Is it all right
if we get back to work now?
Thanks awfully. Sorry to be such a bore.
Not at all, Lady Charlotte.
It's rather fun.
Mr. Graham.
Hogan, your job is to look after
the amphib, not lug that stuff around.
Well, one of us has to be nice
to the lady, major.
Plucky little woman. Bit of a responsibility
on a trip like this, though.
Didn't have a choice, Captain.
We agreed to take a reporter
from the newspaper that financed us.
- They sent her.
- Be fair, Ben, she does take good pictures.
Maybe. But she's one problem
I could do without.
If the weather holds, we should reach
the last known position of your friend Tyler
in 3 days.
At which point, we should sight the coastline
of this mysterious ice continent
he describes in his log.
You sound as though
you still have your doubts, Captain.
If we did, major, The Royal Navy
wouldn't be helping you.
No, it was the specimens that Tyler
included in this canister.
And when Dr. Norfolk here,
confirmed that they were genuine...
Why do you think
I went to the top man in Europe?
Oh, now, hardly, Ben.
Dr. Schenkelman in Vienna...
Oh, come on, doctor.
If it hadn't been for your word,
The London Times would never have agreed
to back this expedition, and you know it.
I don't think I'll ever forget the day
when Major Ben McBride
walked into my room at the Natural
History Museum with that canister.
- Almost spilled your hot milk, didn't you?
- It was quite a moment, Ben.
Tyler makes it sound
a very dangerous place.
A continent full of cavemen and dinosaurs?
Do you really believe there's a chance
that Tyler may still be alive?
If I didn't, I wouldn't be here.
- I don't give a damn about dinosaurs.
- I'm still hoping to convert him.
Boy, I'm sure glad
we're going in by air, major.
Me, too, Hogan.
I'd hate to have to climb that.
I'd say it was almost impossible.
And I'm quite good at this sort of thing.
- Did I ever tell you about the Matterhorn?
- Once or twice.
- Just how long have we got, Captain?
- 3 to 4 weeks. Half what we planned,
but we hadn't expected so much pack ice.
If it closes in on us...
Come on, Captain. This ship is built
like the rock of Gibraltar.
It may be, Mr. Hogan, but that ice
could crush this hull like a matchbox.
- And if that happened...
- There'll be no trip home for any of us.
Okay, Hogan,
let's winch the amphibian into the water.
The sooner we get airborne, the better.
- Hogan!
- Okay, let's go.
McBride to Polar Queen,
flying southwest. Altitude 3,000 feet.
Still no breaks in the ice.
Turning southeast,
and climbing at 5,000 feet. Over.
Roger. Polar Queen listening. Over.
McBride to Polar Queen,
still no break in the ice wall.
Course south by southwest. Over.
Polar Queen to McBride,
your signal is badly distorted.
What is your present course? Over.
Can't give you...
Polar Queen to McBride, Say again. Over.
Mainly static for the last 2 hours, sir,
but they're still transmitting,
and I think they're still airborne.
At least they're alive.
And they've flown over 200 miles.
Must be well over the ice wall by now.
Hey, what the...
It's a pterodactyl!
Absolutely magnificent!
Coming in on the starboard, major!
Here he comes. Look at the size!
Look out! He's close!
Hogan!
Right.
Coming in at port, major.
Hold on! This may be a little rough.
- I'll try to smooth out the bumps next time.
- Nonsense. You did extremely well.
- Still in one piece?
- Just. How about the plane?
- Hogan?
- Yeah.
- What kind of shape we in?
- Well, not good. But it's fixable.
McBride to Polar Queen,
can you read me? Over.
Polar Queen to McBride,
your signal's very faint. Go ahead.
We have been attacked
by a giant pterodactyl.
Good Lord!
Damage to amphib...
had to make forced landing...
Polar Queen to McBride,
this is Captain Lawton.
How bad is damage to plane?
McBride to Polar Queen,
acknowledge my message. Over.
I say again, how bad is damage to plane?
- No dice?
- It's hard to tell.
- Not much they could do anyway.
- Well, if they sail away, we're sunk.
Nobody's gonna sail away, Hogan.
There's plenty of time for everything.
- Any luck, Mr. Graham?
- No, sir. They've stopped transmitting.
Will they get that plane
back into the air?
There's no way we can send
a rescue party in over those cliffs.
- What the devil are we going to do, sir?
- We're going to wait, Mr. Whitby.
We shall chart this section of the coastline,
and we shall stay here as long as we can.
- Mount a 24-hour listening watch, Mr. Graham?
- Aye, aye, sir.
But supposing the ice closes in, sir.
Let me worry about that, will you,
Mr. Whitby? Start work on the charts, please.
Aye, aye, sir!
Ready... heave!
Ready... heave!
Okay. Let's take 5.
What we really need is a winch.
- Yeah, well, we haven't got one.
- You know, what we really need is a winch.
Yeah.
We must remember to bring one next time.
Go easy on that stuff, Hogan.
It's just a little "nerve tonic," major.
The war, remember?
- Well, this isn't the western front.
- You're absolutely right. It's worse.
No, no, believe me. I was there.
Pterodactyls are far more
interesting than Germans.
Interesting?
Doc, you professor types are all the same.
Pterodactyls?
You give me the Red Baron any day.
Anyway, all I want to do Is fix up that
amphibian and get us the hell out of here.
What are you talking about?
We just started.
We came here to get Tyler,
and that's what we're going to do.
You better call in the Navy, because we
are going to need some reinforcements.
You worry too much, Hogan.
Get that prop fixed
and check out the tail.
- How's it going?
Oh, could I have a photograph of you?
Well, yeah.
Where do you want me?
That rock will do fine.
Makes a good background.
Right.
Okay.
Hold it.
I think McBride's found something
you might like to look at.
Really?
You're a real barrel of laughs,
you know it?
Now, isn't that absolutely beautiful?
I hope you appreciate this moment, Ben.
Aren't they supposed to be very docile
and very stupid?
- Well, in theory, yes.
- Especially the female of the species.
You know, I've got a feeling
we've just found our winch.
Why don't we use him
to tow the amphib out?
Actually, that's not a bad idea.
It looks big enough.
But suppose he doesn't want to.
All we've got to do is tie a rope to his tail
and make him run away.
- They should make a good anchor point.
- Yeah.
- Is he going to feel this?
- No, not yet.
about 100 times slower than ours.
I hope you're right.
Hogan!
- Ready?
- Hold onto your hat.
Hey! Charly!
Get the hell out of the way, goddamn it!
Keep your shirt on.
Go on! Go on!
Go on!
Go!
She's clear!
Now, how are we going to stop it?
Major!
Attaboy, major!
Come on, major!
I'm going for the rocks!
Major!
Oh, boy.
Isn't it marvelous? It worked!
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