Captains of the Clouds Page #3

Don't try to fly through the woods.

Fly over them.

Stop the ship.

Stop the ship. I wanna get off.

I've had enough.

Come on down, you coward,

where I can get my hands on you.

- Fellas like him have got no right to fly.

- He seems all right.

I wanna get out of here.

I gotta get out of here.

Gee, I wish I was an eagle.

Get this door open.

I could just get this door open.

Hey, what are you...?

Come on, come back here.

- Let go of me.

- Come in here and sit down.

Fun's all over.

Hey. What brought you back?

A whim.

Well, you can keep on going.

Oh, you don't know me.

I have a whim of iron. Here, catch.

Hitch it up yourself.

If Blimp had only cut across

instead of circling.

- He's probably still going around.

- He'll catch on in a couple days.

But doggone it, I hate to lose that propeller.

I paid off on it.

Yeah. We have more than enough time

to get to Winnipeg...

...and buy another one before dark.

We'll stop by Lac Vert for lunch.

I knew that was coming.

I wish I had a girl in Lac Vert.

Hey, look.

His nibs' plane.

He won't get away this time.

Johnny, if you catch up with that chiseler,

and I think you will...

...remember to save me

a piece of his gall.

You know, you could do this yourself.

You didn't hurt your hands.

But I did. Look.

- Hey, you're a sick man.

- I feel awful.

Let go of me. I've got other things to do.

Hello.

From your expression,

you're Johnny Dutton.

That's right. You're MacLean?

Pull up a chair and have a double mickey.

- Who caught up with you?

- Nobody.

I fell on my head and hurt myself

so I could get your fiance to nurse me.

- Slight fracture?

- Not my head.

- Anything else on your mind?

- Yeah.

- You been stealing jobs and cutting rates.

- So?

Soon as that head heals,

I'm gonna kick it.

Well, you can start trying right now.

Brian. Now, you promised to stay quiet.

What are you trying to do, kill yourself?

- What'd he do to you?

- What'd he do?

- Walked in and pulled a knife on me.

- He's a liar.

- Knife was that long.

- The guy's nuts.

Don't mind him.

He talks crazy half the time.

- Aren't you going to say hello to me?

- Hi, Johnny.

Here, let me help you.

Easy with your head.

You're all wet, pal, or do you know it?

Up with your head. Easy.

You wouldn't be having a good time

if you could stand.

I can still make things warm enough

to dry you off.

Brian!

Hey.

I thought you was gonna

save me a piece of that.

I didn't touch him.

So ornery, he brained himself.

Come on, help me get him on the couch.

If he's at death's door,

I'd pull him through.

- How'd he hurt himself?

- Prop nicked him.

- Prop?

- Prop?

This guy needs a doctor.

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