The Last Flight of Noah's Ark Page #3

And you be careful

and you be a good boy, now.

Yeah.

Well...

Looks like the big day has finally arrived.

- We're gonna miss you something fierce.

- l'm gonna miss you too.

Why can't someone else go to that

old island? Why does it have to be you?

Because l'm a farm girl.

l can teach them what they ought to know.

l gotta go.

Come on, miss, we gotta pull out.

Bye-bye. Bye-bye.

Up you go. There you are.

That captain guy doesn't like animals.

He said they're dirty and they're dumb.

And he'll barbecue Brutus.

She wouldn't let him.

She might need help.

- Are we ready to start?

- Just about.

- Julie, l'm going with them.

- They won't let you.

They'll never see me.

l'll crawl through that hole like the man did.

- But he's started the engines.

- l gotta hurry.

- Bye, Julie.

- Wait for me.

- Hurry, Julie.

- l'm up.

Hurry, Julie.

Julie, l can't make it.

Hurry!

Hurry!

- (he yells)

- Bobby! Bobby! Bobby!

Bobby! Bobby! Bobby!

Here goes nothing.

(inaudible)

(inaudible)

- Who's in that plane?

- What plane?

- That plane!

- Oh... Uh...

lt's Dugan.

Coslough.

Come on, the car.

(laughs)

Look.

They're waving us goodbye.

(inaudible)

They aren't the only ones.

Hold onto your bloomers, honey.

Come on, Coslough. Step on it.

The car!

- Coslough, do something.

- All right, Mr. Benchley.

That'll fix him.

(Benchley yells)

(Dugan laughs)

- Yeah!

- Who was in the car?

Bill collectors.

- You owe them money?

- Not any more.

Must you pollute the entire cockpit,

Mr. Dugan?

Oh, l always smoke cigars

for takeoffs and landings.

That's the tough part.

You'll get used to them, Bernie.

- lt's Bernadette, Mr. Dugan.

- Oh, have it your own way, Reverend.

(Bernadette) Reverend!

lf l were a star

A tiny star

You'd be my starlight

Half of me is me

The other half of me is you

lf l were a bird

A tiny bird

You'd be my wings

For only half of me is me

The other half of me is you

Reaching out

And touching hands

ls a way of sharing

Having faith and caring

Will always see us through

lf l were a tree

You'd be my roots

We'd grow together

Half of me is me

The other half is you

(classical music plays)

Do we have to listen to that junk?

- Junk, Mr. Dugan?

- lt's boring, Bernie.

Bach was one of the greatest composers

who ever lived.

Don't you appreciate good music?

Tell you what, Bernie, l'll make you a deal.

You turn off that noise

and l won't smoke any more.

Agreed.

(music stops)

(she coughs)

Well, we're on course.

So...

l don't believe it.

- Thanks a load, Stoney. Thanks a lot.

- Are we on fire?

Like everything else in this scrap heap,

the automatic pilot is kaput. Finito, finish

Oh, that's all?

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