Captain Johnno Page #2

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it's got a radio?

Oh? Yeah. Good.

- I'm going.

- Careful!

Hold it up.

Come on.

Here you go.

Merry Christmas, Johnno.

- Oh, sorry!

- Hey, that's my knife!

Why you do this thing?

- Anthony's a stupido.

- Who needs a wog in Streaton?

- Julie! Treasure!

- Hi, Johnno.

- I've got treasure.

- Well, open it outside.

What's that?

It's mine.

What for?

- School.

- That's not Streaton's.

No. It's Loreto College.

In Adelaide!

I can't go to high school here!

You know that!

I'll still be here, Johnno.

I'll play with you.

- No!

- Yes! Stop it!

- You stay!

- No!

Give me back my hat!

I'm keeping it.

- I'm too old for that!

- No!

I don't want to stay

in Streaton forever, Johnno!

I want to do things

on my own for once.

Now give me back my hat!

No!

I'm sorry, Johnno. But I have to go.

I've just got to.

- Mom! Julie stays!

- What's that, darling?

He knows about me going.

Why was it left up to me to tell him?

- Why couldn't you do it?

- Mom!

Mom! Tell her not to go.

Tell her she can't go.

She has to, Johnno.

Julie has to lead her own life.

What?

Oh, Johnno, I meant

to tell you earlier, I'm sorry.

But why's she going? Why?

After Streaton, everybody goes

to high school in the city.

We'll all miss Julie.

But we must be brave.

What school will I go to?

- Streaton.

- After Streaton?!

I don't know.

I'll go, too.

Johnno...

Johnno, Johnno, look! A flag!

Come on!

Ah, Bluebeard, you'll never get

your hands on our gold!

Julie! Julie!

Help, help! Captain Johnno, help!

Captain Johnno!

Captain... look out over there!

A Spanish dog. Hide the treasure

from these rascals!

Hey, you... Capitano?

I'm going to miss you, Johnno.

What?

I'm going to...

I'm going home now.

I'll come later.

OK... but don't be late!

Don't be late, Captain!

Hello.

My knife!

Not like bait! I'll show!

No, ah, it too small. It no good.

This won't catch fish.

It's food?

No, not for people, no.

Not eat it, no.

You like?

It's good.

You funny boy, huh?

Johnno, come on,

dinner's ready!

- I had dinner.

- What have you been eating?

- Squid.

- "Squid"? Oh, yuck!

No, 'squisito, mmm!

Not bad... good!

- What's this?

- Cat food.

Terrible.

- Whiting!

- Is good?

It's the best fish!

Keep the flies off the fish.

- Plenty fish.

- Not bad.

In Italy, I am fisherman. People say

in Australia is good fishing.

Used to be.

- You have work?

- Not a chance, no.

OK, I understand.

- Where do you catch these?

- In the water.

Yes, but where?

Listen, they're my spots, mate,

and they're secret.

You're never going to find them.

What he say?

Don't worry, Tony.

We'll catch our fish.

Come on.

- Johnno?

- Over there!

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