The Poseidon Adventure Page #2

only to the extent. . .

. . .of providing a creative link

between the past and the future. . .

. . .in his children,

or in his grandchildren. . .

. . .or his contributions to humanity.

Therefore, don't pray to God

to solve your problems.

Pray to that part of God within you.

Have the guts to fight for yourself.

God wants brave souls.

He wants winners, not quitters.

lf you can't win, at least try to win.

God loves tryers.

-lsn't that right, Robin?

-Right.

So, what resolution should

we make for the New Year?

Resolve to let God know that

you have the guts to do it alone!

Resolve to fight for yourselves

and for others. . .

. . .and for those you love.

That part of God within you will

be fighting with you. . .

. . .all the way.

Do you know what it means to be picked

out from all the passengers. . .

. . .to sit at the captain's table

on New Year's Eve?

l'll tell you one thing it means.

That your worries about other women

looking down on you is bull.

He only invited us because

you're a detective lieutenant.

Why don't you just go without me?

What should l do at midnight,

kiss the captain?

Don't knock it.

Why don't you admit the real reason?

You're still afraid some bum

will recognize you.

That's pretty stupid!

You're out of that business now.

You're my wife.

You can't go around afraid

all the time. . .

. . .that every guy you bump into

is a former customer!

Linda, you hear me?

Will you shut up? l'm busy in here!

You weren't on the streets that long!

How many guys did you know?

You realize how slim

the chances are. . .

. . .that even one of these characters

is on this boat?

You don't have to shout.

l said--

l said, do you realize how slim--

l heard what you said!

Mike.

l saw a young officer on deck

the other day.

And he looked pretty damn familiar.

Even with his clothes on.

So he recognized you.

So?

Doesn't that bother you?

lf it bothered me, l wouldn't

have married you.

Well, first you arrested me six times!

l had to keep you off the streets

until you'd marry me!

Come here, you lousy cop.

Belle.

Mr. Martin, what is the

little green one for?

That's alfalfa, Mrs. Rosen.

lt's essential to blood formation,

neural function and growth.

The growth part doesn't work.

At least not with me anyway.

And the yellow one?

That's very attractive.

A tocopherol, derived

from seed germ oil.

-lt looks like vitamin E to me.

-lt is, Mr. Rosen.

Doesn't that increase virility?

That's the rumor.

All you need is a pretty wife.

l think l've been a bachelor too long.

Sure, you're too busy

taking all those pills.

There she goes.

My wife can't stand seeing

anyone who's not married.

No.

-lt comes from caring.

-l'd like to be married, Mrs. Rosen.

l just can't seem to find the time.

l mean, l get down to the shop

at 8, l open at 9.

l close at 7 and go home at 8.

Except on Wednesdays and Fridays,

l go home at 1 0.

Mrs. Rosen, when you

see your grandson. . .

. . .tell him not to become

a haberdasher.

l know what you mean.

We never went to Coney lsland until

we sold our business last year.

You see?

Mr. Tinkham, are you married?

No marriage for me, Mrs. Rosen.

l've got a mistress.

-What?

-The sea.

Hey, that's good!

From the seismographic station

in Athens, sir.

''Sub-sea earthquake,

7.8 on the Richter scale.

Epicenter 1 30 miles

northwest of Crete. ''

That's the cat this ship

is named after?

That's right, the great god, Poseidon.

ln Greek mythology, the god

of the seas, storms, tempests. . .

. . .earthquakes and other

miscellaneous natural disasters.

Quite an ill-tempered fellow.

-Yes?

-Sorry to disturb you, captain.

-Please come to the bridge.

-Right.

Would you all excuse me, please?

Duty calls.

Reverend, do you mind

taking over as host?

-Glad to.

-Thank you.

Thank you, Acres.

-Oh, by the way, happy New Year!

-Thank you, sir.

Where you two heading?

Oh, Napoli, Roma, Venezia--

And don't forget Torino.

lt's the first vacation

we've had since we got married.

And why we didn't fly,

l'll never know.

Well, since l'm in charge,

l'm gonna propose a toast.

Great. What will we drink to?

To love.

Hear, hear.

To love.

To love.

-To love, dummy.

-Oh.

Tell me, sir, just what

does a purser do?

ln spite of what you may have heard,

he really runs the ship.

Not the captain, the purser.

You see, the Poseidon

isn't really a ship.

lt's a hotel with a bow

and a stern stuck on. . .

. . .and l'm the hotel manager.

Susan, would you like to dance?

-Hello, Susan?

-Hey, Sis!

l was just asking

if you'd like to dance.

Yes, l'd like to.

That's a frightening target, sir,

and getting closer.

Seismographic station, Athens, sir.

This is Captain Harrison,

S. S. Poseidon.

Can you give me any further reading

on that seaquake near Crete?

This is Athens. Epicenter 1 30 miles

northwest of Crete.

Duration 42 seconds.

One aftershock, 3. 6 on the Richter

scale, duration 1 0 seconds.

First reports indicate a major

bottom displacement...

...and heavy swell conditions

building to the northeast, over.

This is the Poseidon. Thank you

for the information. Out.

-Are we all battened down?

-Tight as a button, sir.

Ladies and gentlemen,

your attention, please.

lt is exactly 50 seconds to midnight.

Will you all please stand

and fill your glasses?

Mr. Martin, don't be

by yourself tonight.

Come, stand next to me.

Come on.

Ladies and gentlemen, silence.

Quiet, quiet, please.

Ten seconds, nine. . .

. . .eight, seven. . .

. . .six, five. . .

. . .four, three, two, one.

Happy New Year!

-Happy New Year!

-Happy New Year!

lt seems to be piling up

in those shallows.

-By the way, happy New Year.

-Thank you, sir, same to you.

-What's its speed?

-Sixty knots, sir.

lt must be mountainous.

-Lookout, see anything?

-Nothing, sir.

-Radar target port bow. Keep watch.

-Yes, sir.

Get my binoculars.

Captain.

Lookout.

-What is it, lookout?

-On the port bow--

I never saw anything like it. An

enormous wall of water coming at us.

Oh, my God.

-Hard left!

-Hard left, sir.

Close all watertight doors!

Sound boat stations.

What the hell is happening?

-Sparks.

-Yes, sir.

Send a mayday.

-Mayday, sir?

-Yes, l said, mayday, mayday.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

This is S. S. Poseidon calling.

Manny! Manny!

Manny! Manny! No, Manny!

Manny!

Hold on, Linda!

-Manny.

-Belle.

-What?

-Belle.

Oh, Manny!

-Are you all right?

-l think so.

-You're not hurt?

-No, l don't think so.

-Jesus Christ, what happened?

-We've turned over.

-lt's okay.

-Linda?

-Linda, honey, you all right?

-Hi.

-Where the hell have you been?

-Where do you think?

Flying around on my ass.

Please. . .

. . .help me.

Help me, please.

Teddy?

Ted?

Must go to the lifeboat stations.

Soon. Very soon.

Please. . .

. . .go to the lifeboat stations.

Listen to me, everybody!

l want you all to stay where you are.

Help will be here any minute.

This ship is equipped

with watertight compartments.

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