An Adventure in Filmmaking: The Making of 'The Blue Lagoon' Page #5

You don't even know where San Fr'isco is.

You're such a silly dodo.

We're never getting off this island.

Thanks to you.

This is where we live.

This is our home, now and forever.

No!

I could never live here forever

with just you.

I don't even like you.

You never used to laugh at me.

You never used to have secrets.

You're not so perfect either,

Mr. Richard Lestrange.

I've seen you playing with it.

And I'll tell your father if he ever gets here.

You. I hate you.

You almost hit me.

- Take back what you said.

- I've seen it all.

What happens after you do it a long time.

Shut up! That isn't fair, peeking.

- I don't peek on you.

- That's a lie.

You're always staring at my buppies.

Only because they look so funny.

You know what you look like now?

You look like

one of those pictures Paddy had.

One of his Hoochie Coochie girls.

I do not!

Stop that, or I'll never talk to you again.

See them jiggle, wiggle and shake.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you.

I wish you were dead and buried.

What are you doing?

It's my hut. I built it.

That's not true. I helped you.

I did most of it.

You can find some other place to live.

I said I was sorry, Richard.

What more do you want me to say?

I don't want you to say anything.

I don't ever want to see you again.

You just wait, Richard Lestrange.

I'll get you for this!

What's wrong with you?

Go away.

What happened?

I stepped on one of those fish

that looks like a rock.

Don't go to sleep.

Oh, no. Please wake up.

God.

Take me to God.

But the law...

God...

...please don't make Em never wake up.

I didn't mean it when I said

I wanted her dead and buried.

I forgot most of my prayers, God...

But...

Our Father...

...who art in heaven...

...kingdom come...

...with liberty and justice for all.

Amen.

Em, are you all right?

I've been so worried.

You mean, you're not mad at me anymore?

Of course not.

I was so scared.

All I could think of was:

What if I lost my Em?

What would I do?

Here's some food

to help you get your strength back.

Do you see that island out there?

Yes.

I've been thinking, maybe the person

who makes the drum noise...

...lives there and then comes here to pray.

Maybe.

Would you like to try to walk?

You all right?

Yes.

Kiss me.

You're all sticky.

So what? Kiss me.

Stop it, I can't breath.

But I don't want to stop.

What are you doing?

Stop it.

I feel so funny in my stomach.

Me, too.

My heart is beating so fast.

Mine, too.

Will you stop eating? You're getting fat.

Come on up, keep me warm?

Where's Em, Coco?

I'm sorry, Richard.

You didn't want it all day yesterday either.

What's the matter?

Don't you love me anymore?

Yes, I love you more than ever, Richard.

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