White Squall Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1996
- 129 min
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CHUCK:
Goodbye Mom. I'll be okay.
MIDDY:
I know you will.
Chuck faces his dad.
CHARLES:
Make us proud.
CHUCK:
Yes sir.
Charles extends his hand. They shake. Then Chuck hurries
away into the crowd. Charles and Middy watch until he is
out of sight.
INT. PLANE - DAY
Chuck settles into his seat next to the window. He
watches as the world slips away beneath the wings of the
707.
EXT. AIRPORT CUSTOMS - BERMUDA - DAY
Another world. Chuck stands in line at the customs booth.
He cranes his neck to see the brilliant blue water and
coral reefs beyond the runway.
Three other boys are ahead of him in line. The CUSTOMS
AGENTS go through every piece of luggage. TOD JOHNSTONE,
16, thin and blonde, is in a heated argument with one of
the agents about his spear gun.
RICK MARCH, 17, wise-cracking and confident, shakes his
head, smiling. He spots Chuck, moves through the line and
shoves out a hand.
RICK:
Albatross?
CHUCK:
Yeah.
RICK:
Rick March. Who the hell are you?
CHUCK:
Gieg, Chuck.
RICK:
Look, meet us out front when you're
through. If they try to take
anything away from you like Johnny
Quest up there, just make a list and
we'll have 'em send it down to the
boat.
CHUCK:
Whatever.
One of the agent starts pulling things out of Rick's
duffel bag. He finds a dive knife.
RICK:
Hey, hey!! That's my stuff!!
EXT. AUSTIN CAB - MOVING - DAY
The car whizzes through the narrow streets of Bermuda.
CALYPSO MUSIC sings from the radio. The streets are lined
with small coral houses and exotic palms.
INT. CAR - SAME
The boys are jammed inside with their things. In addition
to Chuck, Rick and Tod, is CHARLIE STRATTON, also sixteen.
TOD:
Well Ricky boy, spear gun or no,
it's sweet to be back in the world
of rum and honey.
RICK:
I gotta admit I never thought you'd
be back after the great "Bowsprit
Affair".
TOD:
Me and Skipper had a meeting of the
minds.
CHARLIE:
How's that?
TOD:
I begged.
CHUCK:
(warming a little)
What the "Bowsprit Affair"?
RICK:
Well, Romeo here was on harbor watch
and managed to sweet talk one of the
local girls to have a go in the
bowsprit.
TOD:
Not just any 'local' girl.
RICK:
The 'local' mayor's 'local'
daughter.
Tod smiles, reminiscing.
CHARLIE:
Thing is, the net in the basket
isn't very comfortable, so Tod-o
wraps them up in the jib. After the
deed was done...
RICK:
He says they did the deed...
TOD:
Trust me, we did the deed.
CHARLIE:
After the "alleged" deed was done,
they fell asleep. Big Daddy Lawford
comes on deck at four bells and
TOD:
Believe me, I needed the rest...
CHARLIE:
He gets the whole crew on deck, gets
us on the halyard, and orders the
old "heave ho...".
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