Krakatoa: East of Java

RUMBLING

BELL TOLLS

< One, two, three, four!

# Sister, sister, have you heard?

# I know a word that's a magic word

# Just make a wish and say kikanalu

# Kikanalu and the wish will come true... #

EXPLOSIONS

Ready?

# Kikanalu, kikanalu

# Sister, sister, have you heard?

CHILD CRIES # If I should wish I could be a bird

# If I should wish I could fly through the blue

# If I should wish I'd say kikanalu

EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE

# Sister, sister, have you heard?

# If I should wish I could be a bird

# If I should wish I could fly through the blue

# If I should wish I'd say kikanalu

# Kikanalu, kikanalu

# Kikanalu, kikanalu. #

SHIP'S WHISTLE BLASTS

TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS

Leoncavallo!

Sons must show respect for fathers, whether they like it or not.

Hello, Captain.

Captain Hanson? Giovanni Borghese.

May I introduce my son, Leoncavallo?

Every inch a captain! THIS is the Captain.

-Hello, Captain.

-Buon giorno.

-Thank you. The ship is beautiful.

ROME is beautiful.

Captain Hanson?

-Yes?

-I am the diver, Toshi.

-Ah, yes.

-IN INDONESIAN

Where are the others?

-They're here. With your permission, we would like to bless your ship.

-I'd be honoured.

RECITING IN JAPANESE

All right, gentlemen, back to work now.

-There she is, Captain. A veritable gem.

-One moment, please.

Get the steam up. It won't be long.

-A what?

-A veritable gem, don't you think?

-Oh, yes.

-Be careful with the loading.

-We'll take care.

-You built that yourself?

-Yes, plus the expensive help of fifty natives.

A beautiful monstrosity.

Butterfly 3. You think it'll work?

-Well, I think I've corrected what sunk the first two.

-Really?

All that money put into my marine experiments. I was rich once.

I mean, REALLY rich.

Do YOU think it'll work?

It better.

SLOW DRUMBEAT

Hey, David!

Aren't they on the wrong dock?

I'm afraid not, Chris. Passengers.

Thirty of them, bound for Madura.

Passengers? I'm not going to Madura.

-No other ship is sailing close.

-Wait!

You're sailing into a raging volcano.

Krakatoa's been quiet for 200 years.

Get those prisoners away from my ship.

I'm authorised to offer £2 a head.

-We are not equipped to carry convicts.

-Chris, don't explode.

-£4 a head, Chris.

-It's no good.

-Come on, sign the form.

-I've no room.

-Put them in the hold.

-In this heat? They'd climb up the bulkhead.

-Not in chains.

I have no food.

Rations are over there on the quay. Chris, there's no question about it.

It's government business. Your ship could be impounded.

Government business!

Why don't you get your "gem" rigged for loading?

Sign them aboard.

Up here, on deck!

DRUMBEAT

< Keep moving!

Well, well, well! So this is the Batavia Queen?

-Why do they call this Batavia?

-What?

Why do they call it Batavia Queen?

Oh, it was originally her home port - Batavia.

Batavia, Java.

Oh, that's nice. I never thought of a boat having a home.

Are you Mr Hanson?

-That's right, I'm Mr Hanson.

-Here. One minute.

-Charley. Social occasions, weddings and smokers.

-"Soprano." You sing?

-Hanson?

-Yes.

-I'm Harry Connerly.

-I know.

-The best underwater man around.

-I'm sure.

-This is a salvage job, is it?

-That's right.

-How deep do we go?

-Well, if it's where we think it is, it's about 18 fathoms.

Eighteen... 48, take away four...

-Yeah, it's 108 feet.

-Straight shares?

-That's right.

-What's the division?

-A fifth.

-How about some in advance?

No, no. We share and share alike.

I don't know about that. Listen...

If I say no, you got another man?

I always could put on a suit myself.

-But I'm sure you'd do a better job.

-Right. But no money in advance?

-No, sorry.

How many of these convicts aboard?

-Thirty.

-Thirty?

Government pays between £2 and £4 each. I kinda think you got 4.

-That's right.

-Then you give me 60. That's half.

-Are you that broke?

-I am.

All right.

With the courtesy of the government.

INSTRUCTIONS ARE SHOUTED

Take it over to balk!

Thank you.

Welcome.

Look what I found on the dock.

You heard about Krakatoa?

-Yes, I heard about it.

-CREAKING

-Are the others here yet?

-Yes.

-Come.

-LOOK OUT! >

Argh!

ROPES CREAK

'Stand by, engines!'

'Weigh anchor!'

# Java girl

# In your arms I've found the best of the world

# Java girl

# For your love I'll leave the rest of the world

# Somewhere east

# East of Java

# An amber moon lights up the skies

# And there a pair of longing eyes

# Look out to sea

# And search for me

# Java girl

# Never more will I go sailing away

# Java girl

# With my heart in hand I'm coming to stay. #

Danzig!

Come on.

Get below!

Hello, Lester.

Cap'n.

So you finally made it, huh?

How did it happen?

Card game. I, er...

..killed a man.

South-sou'east.

Madura?

-Eventually.

-Damn!

Who's new chief in the engine-room?

Driscoll.

Good man. Very good man.

He improved a lot.

IN INDONESIAN

Anything I can do for you while you're on board?

Let me stay on deck, Cap'n.

Breathe fresh air.

Eat by myself.

That's a zoo down there.

Will you behave?

All right.

Why did you give him that dumb card? Weddings(!)

-And smokers.

-Oh, and smokers. Sure.

Charley, you were so lousy you put your piano player to sleep.

Maybe, but I know how to keep YOU awake, Harry.

# I'm looking for an old-fashioned boy

# Who's looking for an old-fashioned girl

# Just a nice

# Old-fashioned girl like me

# I want a boy

# Who's happy that I can blush

# Because I'm bashful and shy

# Just a nice, old-fashioned girl

# Like me

# For him I'll cook and I'll sew

# We'll lead an old-fashioned life

# In every way I will be

# A simple, old-fashioned wife

# Who would adore an old-fashioned boy

# Who's looking for an old-fashioned girl

# Just a nice, old-fashioned girl like me. #

SHE HUMS

Ouch!

# For him I'll cook and I'll sew

# We'll lead an old-fashioned life

# In every way I will be

# A simple, old-fashioned wife

# Who would adore an old-fashioned boy

# Who's looking for an old-fashioned girl

# Just a nice, old-fashioned girl

# Like me-e-e-e-e. #

From Borghese's balloon, he can see into shallow waters over a wide area.

You will be in deep water. What he can't see, YOU can. I'm using all the tools.

Pearl divers for mobility, Connerly for depth. I will find that wreck.

Yes, well, I wasn't complaining about your operation of the search.

It's just, the others were saying...

-Mr Rigby, you graduated from college, didn't you?

-Yes, Oxford.

What is it?

I don't know.

South, 75 east.

South, 75 east. Good luck, sir.

-But you DO remember saying goodbye to me in Batavia?

-Of course.

What ship did you take back to Anjer?

-You know what ship.

-I do?

Of course you do. The Indies Cloud.

Oh, yes.

Was...was Travis expecting you?

I don't remember.

Chris, why are you asking me this?

-What did he say?

-I told you, I don't remember.

-He must have said something.

Had he heard about us?

Chris, it's been too long.

-I don't feel like talking about it.

-Well, it has to be talked about.

At St Margaret's, you couldn't eat, you couldn't sleep,

and you refused to talk.

-How could I help you?

-I didn't ask for help.

-But you needed it.

Did he know that we were seeing each other?

Yes.

-Did he anticipate your asking for a divorce?

-I-I don't remember.

-Did he say...?

-He was abusive.

He said a lot of things.

Mostly what he was saying was no.

And...? Tell me.

Tell me.

He said...

if I...if I attempted to divorce him...

..he was going to take my son away and I'd never see Peter again.

-He didn't want the marriage and he didn't want divorce.

-And?

-N-nothing.

-Go on.

-No, that's all.

-That's all he said?

-All I remember.

Did YOU leave, or did HE?

I suppose HE left.

-And then?

-And then nothing.

-Try.

-No!

What was the last thing he said?

-I told you!

-That he'd take Peter away if you ask for a divorce?

-And you said what?

-I can't think. I don't know!

-Did you say...?

-Stop it, Chris!

If you HAD agreed not to ask for a divorce,

Peter would still be with you, wouldn't he?

And you would still be with Travis.

-So you didn't agree not to ask for a divorce!

-Don't keep after me!

Answer me. What did you say to him?

-What did you say to him?!

-"Go to hell!" That's what I said!

I told him I was coming back to you, with or without a divorce.

I don't even think I realised what I was saying.

He stormed through the house.

After I don't know how long,

it was quiet.

He'd taken Peter.

I let him take my boy away.

My feeling for you had distorted everything.

I suddenly began to realise that I never was going to see my son again, so I ran to the dock.

The Arianna was just leaving.

I let him go, didn't I, Chris?

I let him go, didn't I, Chris? Didn't I?

Oh, I have no right to life if Peter is dead!

SHE SOBS

Laura... Laura, listen to me, please.

I do love you,

and I know that inside this pretty head

you and I are guilty as long as we haven't found Peter.

And that's what we have to do.

Find him.

CAWING

Hey, Larry.

What do you think of that, then?

RHYTHMIC DRUMMING

I was just enjoying your game.

What is it called?

It's "Stinikli" from the Philippines.

Please, I would love to try it.

IN JAPANESE

Ichi...ni...san.

THEY LAUGH

I'm Leoncavallo Borghese.

Reon...

cava...ro.

No, no. Leon...

You know, I like the way you say it better.

You are kind.

Let's begin.

Hachi.

What is your name? Toshi. Toshi. Toshi.

DRUMMING

LAUGHTER

COUGHING

We're both wearing irons of a sort.

-Are we?

-How long have you been working with those busted lungs?

You got enough to do wearing them leg-irons

and not worrying about my insides.

You're the only one above deck that's in as bad shape as I am.

Worse, maybe.

You know, that laudanum's bad stuff.

Anything that loaded with opium.

-I knew a man once on that stuff. One day he...

-Don't miss much, do you?

Oh, I've seen a lot of those little green bottles. So has Hanson.

But why? Why are you still working?

Divers with better lungs than yours sweep the streets rather than dive again.

Maybe I've got one good shot left.

-Well, you sure picked a beaut.

-Huh? Why?

Could have picked one with better odds than this.

-What do you mean by that? Don't Hanson know what he's doing?

-Well...

Go light on those green bottles, eh?

Say something!

I'm all mouth. Forget it.

-I want to know.

-Hanson will throw me below.

-What were you going to say?

Well, it's none of your business.

What do you think I'm here for?

Captain Hanson, I gave up a tour of France for this.

If Mrs Travis is not...

If her information, which we're depending on, is doubtful, it concerns us all.

How can you trust someone who spent last year in a mental institution?

-So what? She didn't put this trip together.

-I

-did. We discussed that weeks ago.

Maybe she dreamt it up when she was insane.

-Good evening.

-Hello.

-Have you met?

-No.

-Giovanni Borghese.

My son.

This is Douglas Rigby, the owner of that beautiful diving-bell.

This is Miss Toshi.

-And this is Miss Charley...

-Adams. Social occasions, weddings and smokers, remember?

Yes, I do remember. Soprano.

-How do you do?

-How do you do?

This is Mr Connerly.

Mrs Travis, are there any pearls on your husband's ship?

There are supposed to be. Captain Hanson thinks that there are.

Laura, your husband had a sort of tradition.

On each birthday of your son, he gave you a pearl.

-You have them with you. Do you mind showing them?

-No, of course not.

How much is this worth?

It is very valuable.

Only twice before in my life have I seen a pearl like this.

-And hundreds of them would be...?

-Worth a fortune.

May I see it? Thank you.

This is only one pearl

out of the shipment on the Arianna.

Ten packages more, a few days from here.

Well, I got no place else to go, anyway.

Dinner is supposed to be at eight, Mr Connerly.

Well, shall we sit down?

Thank you.

If you'll excuse me...

HISSING AND RUMBLING

You got a boiler blowing?

No, it ain't the boiler, Mr Jacobs.

Excuse me a moment.

Stop the engines.

Stop all engines!

SHRILL, PIERCING TONE

HANSON SPEAKS IN INDONESIAN

TONE FADES AWAY

Captain? RUMBLING

Yes?

Well, what do you think?

I think we should go back,

and finish our dinner.

Full speed ahead!

COUGHING

Harry, you scared me.

Harry, are you sick?

I hope to hell I'm sick. I wouldn't want to feel like this and be well.

Harry, please.

You're in pain, but go easy on the laudanum.

Charley, we don't know if there's any pearls down there like she says.

We don't even know if the wreck's where it's supposed to be.

We don't know if I can dive again.

Harry...why don't you tell Hanson?

We tell him nothing. We need money.

Harry, we don't need it that much.

Suppose you have to go down deep.

I'll go deep as I have to...

if I can.

-Harry...

-I don't want to talk about it no more.

You're really hurting yourself.

Get away from me, Charley!

No.

Harry...

POUNDING HEARTBEAT

HEAVY BREATHING ECHOES IN HIS HEAD

HE IMAGINES GIRLISH LAUGHTER

LAUGHTER AND HEAVY BREATHING

HE IMAGINES SCREAMING

CACOPHONY OF LAUGHTER AND SCREAMING

CACOPHONY IN HIS HEAD DROWNS HER WORDS

SHE SCREAMS

HARPSICHORD PLAYS: "Old-Fashioned Girl"

Pretty.

I wouldn't presume to suggest that I know how you feel, but I sympathise.

I know... Well, I THINK I know a little about people.

I have played over 200 carnivals.

From the height of my balloon, and closer, I've seen them all.

People are confusing, aren't they?

You put a label on them, but...

Mr Borghese, labels are for jelly jars.

I've been a singer all my life.

With my voice, mostly saloons.

Anyway, I can tell you first-hand, don't put labels on people.

I've seen the nice guys with their white collars pinch bottoms.

I've seen mean ones - or the ones that look mean - pinch bottoms, too.

So don't tell me about labels.

I've seen the one they put on Harry.

People believe him to be a very violent man.

People!

Do people know Harry Connerly?

I am sure you are right.

You remember all kinds of things -

that he liked children, that he was very kind to old ladies.

To be honest with you, I wouldn't care if he kicked old ladies in the teeth.

He's good to ME.

Do you know,

in a way,

he is a very fortunate man.

PRISONERS PROTEST

I'm hot.

Another four degrees.

Chris, some more.

I have a theory...

..about the heat and everything. Would you like to hear it?

Would you like to come in?

Oh, where on earth do you sleep, Mr Rigby?

Oh, I don't know. Anywhere, on the floor sometimes.

-I'll get you a seat.

-Thank you.

My theory is they're all connected - the heat, the dead fish,

the lights on the horizon, the weird sound, the lot - all connected.

Look, I'll show you...here.

Here's Rikiek, Perket, Malim and Krakatoa -

some volcanic and some not, but all connected in an underground chain.

Aha. But Krakatoa is the only dangerous one.

Krakatoa is the powder keg and the whole island chain is the fuse.

The heat, for instance, is being generated right underneath us this very moment.

Oh, and that banshee shriek that nearly drove is out of our mind -

I'll show you, look.

That was caused by underground pressure bursting through the Earth's surface somewhere around here.

Let me make it easier, um...

It's rather like a boiling kettle with too small a spout.

Have you told the others your theories, Mr Rigby?

Oh, no, it might put them off the whole trip.

Why are you telling me this?

I just thought it might help to know that these strange happenings are explainable.

Mrs Travis, speaking of fear, are you frightened of heights

or closed-in places, anything like that?

No.

Oh.

No, I just wondered because I am.

Claustrophobia.

HE SCOFFS

It's ridiculous, isn't it?

And you go down in that... in that steel thing?

Chamber pot.

That's what my father used to call it - an old chamber pot.

Yes, I go down there, I suppose to fight the fear

and because I'm so fascinated by what I see under the water.

That's why I'm here, you see, the valuables in your husband's safe can make my marine experiments possible.

If we are blotted out while trying, it won't have been completely pointless...for me, anyway.

BELL RINGS IN DISTANCE

Confined in this small bell.

Under the circumstances, Mr Rigby, wouldn't a man have to be the tiniest bit insane

to do what you do?

Yes, I suppose he would.

Get him out.

Oh, hello. Welcome to West Purgatory.

Bring him down. We've discussed it. Connerly can't survive in the heat.

One moment. WE have discussed it?

-Are we ruling the ship by committee now?

-That's not what I meant.

-I am not permitted to vote?

Mr Hanson, he'll be no help to you if you leave him up there.

How much of his help can I afford?

But you don't understand.

You don't understand!

We already took him down, Miss Adams. Forgive me.

He is waiting for you below.

-Thank you.

-Charley...

WHISTLE BLOWS

Can I get you something? Some more water?

-A damp cloth?

-What's the matter?

Nothing.

Well, you did all right while I was up there, Charley. You did fine.

It's OK.

Come on, Charley, what's wrong?

One of them say something to you?

No, but...

I felt funny.

Nobody said anything, but I knew what they thought you had done to that girl.

Harry...

What do you reckon they think of me?

That never seemed to bother you before.

Once in a while I forget, and start acting like a girl.

Ah! Then you want to watch your step.

One of these days I'm liable to ruin a good thing and marry you.

-You never kidded about that before.

-I'm kidding now, so don't send out any announcements.

Here, the water's getting warm.

Yes, sir!

Reduce speed to a dead slow.

Dead slow.

Take soundings till it clears.

Yes, sir.

By the mark - eight!

By the mark - seven! >

Chris, is it Krakatoa again?

We don't know what it is.

By the mark - six! >

SHE COUGHS

By the mark - five! >

I'm terrified, Chris.

It's been like a series of warnings.

This smoke is the most frightening of all.

By the mark - four! >

RUMBLING

Good.

-I think we'd better get Rigby and the Borgheses ready.

-Yes, sir.

-And shake out the compressor crew.

-Kuan!

Krakatoa.

All right?

DOOR SLAMS

TOTAL SILENCE

Twenty-six, eight, eighty-three.

Sullivan,

it's fantastic down here!

Thank you.

Hold it, hold it!

Take me up about five or six fathoms, quickly!

Up!

No. Here. Nothing.

GIOVANNI HUMS

There's nothing down there.

Papa!

Let me see.

What do you think?

Yes! That's it? We found it!

Take me ten degrees to port.

Now, easy, easy.

Easy.

There she is!

About thirty-odd yards.

ENGINE SPLUTTERS

Beautiful! Papa, the propeller!

Hey, try to crank it.

It's stuck.

Hey, Frank! Look, they're drifting away.

Quickly, Papa! Papa!

BASKET SCRAPES OVER RIDGE

SCRAPING

COLLIDING WITH CLIFF-EDGE

RUMBLING

Papa, jump!

Tell me, is Connerly important in this?

Without Connerly, we couldn't get the safe up.

-You're playing out a misdeal.

-What?

I say you're playing out a misdeal. Your diver lied to you.

Lungs. They're shot.

-I don't like ship talk.

-That ain't ship talk. That's absolute truth.

-How do you know?

-That business with the Japanese girl - that's laudanum.

DANZIG: Ever see a diver spend so much time looking at a depth gauge?

Looks like YOU may have to put on a suit yourself.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Even you should be able to figure that.

I signed on here as a diver.

Your lungs are gone, right?

You take laudanum.

-Right?

-Yeah, that's right.

I'm still the only diver you got.

You nailed me for advance money because you have a reputation,

because I was stuck for a diver.

Now you can't deliver.

That's all right.

I don't need you. I can do it.

I can get down and back up again. What happens after that is up to me.

HISSING

Captain!

-Take over while I'm below...

-Captain!

The diving-bell's jammed! His air-hose is cut!

See that there's slack on the cable.

Whaddya say, Hanson?

All right.

Come on, hurry!

Sullivan, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

GURGLING

Oh, God!

Get him out.

CLANKING OF WINCH

How do you feel?

All right.

I want him.

RUMBLING

That's it.

That's everything that was in there.

A watch. A lousy watch!

Petty theft.

Hardly up to your standard, Danzig.

I take what other people are too weak to keep,

whether it's three days' privileges, your ship, or a cheap watch.

­ All right, Skipper, haul her up!

What a treasure(!)

One-fifth of nothing.

Did you find anything?

EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE

Nothing. Not one thing.

Let me see.

Come on.

-They put into port once, at Pelambang Point.

-But no mention of Peter. Nothing.

Because of the hurricane, they rushed to Krakatoa. What was he doing at Pelambang?

Chris, I don't know why I let you put me through this. It's hopeless.

It's not hopeless. At least we know now where the ship stopped last.

-We might find something more.

-EXPLOSIONS

Look.

Chris...

Captain Hanson, Krakatoa is about to go. I suggest we do the same.

"I miss you very much.

-"I'm going to a new school."

-Pelambang. There's a mission.

That's what it says. "I hope you can come and visit me.

"I love you."

-Oh, Chris!

-He's there.

I'm sure he's there.

-Did you say Pelambang?

-Yes.

That's where we're going.

-Hold full ahead.

-Yes, sir.

-A dead slow.

RINGING

-I want everybody under cover.

-Yes, sir. Shall I set up a fire watch?

-Yes.

-Kuan.

-Yes, sir?

-Keep an eye on the starboard.

-Aye-aye, sir.

Faster! Faster!

Come on, boys!

HELP!

Haul that water, boys!

Toshi! Leon!

Toshi, wait!

SCREAMING

Toshi! No!

Take him out!

Kuan!

-Keep for'ard. Take soundings.

-Yes, sir.

KUAN: By the mark - three!

By the mark - four!

By the mark - five!

By the mark - six!

By the mark - seven!

< By the mark - nine!

I wonder what Pelambang is going to look like.

We'll know in a minute.

Keep it at dead slow.

SHE COUGHS

-Come along starboard.

-Aye-aye, sir.

WHISTLE BLOWS

Stop the engines.

-Do you need help?

-No help! Hurry! Go!

-The people from the mission, where are they?

-Take other boat. All gone.

-And the children from the school?

-All gone.

Where?

Java.

What kind of boat?

What kind of boat?!

RINGING

-Hold 665.

-Aye-aye, sir.

Java.

WHISTLE BLOWS

-What is it?

-Spotted her to starboard, turned to meet her.

Looks to be in trouble.

Is it?

-Too far to tell.

-Yes.

SHOUTING

Whoever they are, they're in trouble.

Lower the lifeboat.

Get the ladder over the side.

Break out the diving platform.

SHOUTING

Look at the starboard bow.

-You see him?

-Yes.

-Is it him?

-Yes.

Chris!

It won't last too long. It's already slowly sinking since we first sighted it.

Get the children! Get the children first!

Take the diving platform over the side!

The children first!

Peter!

PETER!

Peter!

-Let's go, boys!

-PETER!

Get that boat down! Hurry!

Help! Help!

Come on! Let's go! Come on!

Help 'em up! Help 'em up!

That's it. CHILD WEEPS

Up! Up!

< Over here! Make for the ladder!

-The ladder, Peter! Over there!

-Come on!

Give me your hand.

Peter! My baby!

My baby! Peter!

Oh, Peter!

Peter, darling!

Oh, my boy!

Give me a hand. Someone get a blanket!

EXPLOSION

Hi, Peter.

Hi.

There are the pearls.

Ah, gentlemen, you found them. Congratulations.

Peter, take the chest below, so we can see what you have brought us.

ERUPTIONS CONTINUE

-Kuan!

-Yes, sir?

-Get our passengers from the sampan below and under shelter, and then rig for a storm.

FIERCE ERUPTION

Mr Connerly, let's wait for Captain Hanson. He'll be here in a moment.

-He'll get his share, here or not.

-The pearls won't melt. We have time, don't we?

Mr Connerly knows better.

Knows what?

About the tidal wave.

Tsunami!

­ Captain Hanson is preparing for it.

Get some cushions, rope, blankets!

Hurry up, there! Hurry up!

The lamps - take them off!

-Chris...

-Don't worry. We'll be ready for it.

-Will we make it?

-If we get to deep water.

-We're almost to Anjer.

-Anjer will be crushed. We'll ride it out at sea.

-YOU go to sea. Put us ashore.

-You know it's impossible to get in and out of Anjer fast enough.

EVERYONE TALKS AT ONCE

Hurry up! Hurry up!

-What about the lifeboat?

-It's no use.

-Give it to us.

-To go to Anjer?

-I'm not going to ride out a tidal wave with YOU in command.

Mr Connerly, you have been a troublemaker from the very start.

I should be glad you're leaving. But if you go to Anjer, you'll die.

-We choose land.

-You'll be wiped out!

-Don't you realise?

-It's our choice.

Here is your share.

You have less than 20 minutes. You'd better hurry. Come with me.

-Everybody else ready?

-We are.

Come on.

-ERUPTION

-Hey, Charley.

Charley, come on, honey.

It's all right.

IN JAPANESE

Papa, I'm not going.

Leoncavallo... Leoncavallo, you must come with me.

I don't want to die with you. I want us to live. I'm not going.

Listen, since you were a little fellow,

I hoped something would happen - a word, a gesture - that would bind us together for life...

And I'm still stubborn. And I want to live as much as you do.

Then we must go ashore! There won't BE any shore! It'll be underwater!

The boat will go like a match! A match floats!

Yes, but...

Oh, mama mia!

We always argue.

Trust me.

Please, just once, trust me.

Yeah. Well, maybe it won't be as bad as Captain Hanson says,

either on the ship or at Anjer.

Goodbye.

Papa, I... I... Yes?

All right.

Goodbye.

Grazie, Capitano.

Peter, this should be very exciting for you now.

We are going to have a great adventure. Will you be up to it?

Are you a big boy? You'll be brave? Promise? All right, come.

Sit down.

You can do it. I knew you could!

All right, all right. You win.

August Point lighthouse, Anjer and us.

What does it show?

-About ten fathoms.

-That's not enough.

-Is there any muscle left in those engines?

-I'll find out.

- What's the pressure reading? - '120lbs, sir.' - Open it up.

SHOUTING

Tell them we'll blow the whistle before we take the wave.

Harry, we'll give you a whistle before we take the wave.

HOWLING WIND

# Di-diddly-di-diddly-di! #

# I know a word that's a magic word

# Just make a wish and say kikanalu... #

CHILD CRIES

SCREAMS OF PANIC

ROARING

HOOTING

We made it!

-We made it.

-We made it!

SEVERAL BLASTS ON WHISTLE

I'll be below.

Sorry.

We're all right.

It wasn't that bad, was it?

CRYING

No, no. No, you mustn't cry.

It's going to be all right.

Sssh. Everything's all right now.

# Sister, sister

# Have you heard?

# I know a word that's a magic word... #

NUNS: # Just make a wish and say kikanalu

# Kikanalu, and a wish will come true... #

Do you want to see the ship?

# ..If I should wish I could be a bird

# If I should wish I could fly through the blue

# If I should wish

# I'd say kikanalu... #

Subtitles by BBC Scotland

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