Donovan's Reef

Synopsis: 'Guns' Donovan prefers carousing with his pals Doc Dedham and 'Boats' Gilhooley, until Dedham's high-society daughter Amelia shows up in their South Seas paradise.
Director(s): John Ford
Production: Paramount Pictures
 
IMDB:
6.9
Rotten Tomatoes:
60%
NOT RATED
Year:
1963
109 min
247 Views


- Is that the island of Haleakaloha?

- Yep.

- We ain't stopping, huh?

- Nope.

When I signed on, you promised

we'd be at Haleakaloha by the seventh.

Well, this is the seventh.

What do you know?

Me, Boats Gilhooley,

six hitches in Uncle Sam's navy

and here I get shanghaied, huh?

Imagine what they'll say at Pearl.

Yeah, when this news gets to Diego,

that'll be a little bit funny, I'll bet.

Yeah. Well, good thing I got

a sense of humour, huh?

Permission to leave the ship.

Man overboard!

Hey, I'll bring you before the mast!

I'll throw you in the brig,

you little mutineer!

Daddy!

Hi, Dad!

Dad!

- Hi, Pops! I caught a fish.

- Hi, Dad! Me, too.

- Sit down in the boat.

- Ho, ho.

Sister Anglique,

Sister Mary Margaret.

- Doc.

- Sailor.

Sister Anglique, would you accept

some nice fish from a sinner?

- Was that good or bad?

- Very good, Michael.

Thank you.

Get back in that boat, you little pirate.

Ready to take off, Doc?

- A few calls first.

- How long will you be gone?

A week, maybe two. Never know

what'll happen on the outer islands.

Look in on the kids occasionally.

Don't I always?

All right, Sam. Shove off.

To the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

From the Governor of Haleakaloha,

French Polynesia.

Subject:

Transfer.

My dear cousin,

Once again I appeal to you to be

rescued from this wretched island.

If you could see me living under

the most primitive conditions.

The food is deplorable.

The heat unbearable,

and the plumbing...

...huh,

the plumbing defies description.

How can one bathe

when there's no hot water?

Let's see, where was I?

Hot water, sir.

In conclusion, my dear cousin,

I respectfully request transfer to...

- Miami Beach?

- Splendid! Miami Beach.

Or possibly Hollywood, California.

Signed, Marquis

Andr de Lage, Baron de Fienna,

Officier de la Lgion d'Honneur,

Chevalier de Marche, so forth and so on.

Here we go.

- Uncle Andy!

- Mahalo Sam.

- Hi, Uncle Andy!

- Hi, Uncle Andy!

Hello, Andr.

How's the coffee holding out?

Right over there, help yourself.

- How was the fishing?

- I caught one...

- Luki!

- ...that big.

And to you, my dear Guns,

a very, very happy birthday.

- Birthday?

- You spoiled our surprise.

- And I baked a cake!

- With 100 candles.

- With 150!

- Oh, thanks, thanks.

Birthday! It's a real surprise.

I'll tell you what we'll do.

We'll have a nice quiet party tonight

and a big batch of lemon...

...ade.

- Gilhooley?

- Gilhooley.

Uncle Guns, please don't fight.

Don't spoil our party.

- You stay out of this.

- Go on, knock his block off!

I'll knock both of your blocks off.

Come on, you're going home.

Goodbye, Uncle Andy. Thanks.

Gilhooley! Gilhooley!

Come on, girls! Come on!

Aloha!

Oh, you lovely, lovely ladies!

Ah, the police. Well,

if it ain't my old pal Beau Geste.

- Your passport, Gilhooley.

- Naturally, and two bucks landing fee?

Hi, Padre. How's the roof

on the chapel holding up?

Gilhooley!

His first word and I am disarmed.

I have come to demand your

deportation, and you ask about the roof.

Why not? I paid for it, didn't I?

He gave the dough away, as usual.

And the chapel still leaks, as usual.

Even more, as usual.

But what could I do?

The hurricane had swept Rorangi.

There was great need.

But what is a roof against starvation?

Stop! Stop it!

Allez!

To the chapel with me.

Now, wait, Padre. You wouldn't want

me to catch a cold in a leaky chapel.

- Uncle Guns, you promised.

- Everything'll be all right, I swear.

Take the kids and practise the piano.

Get a good thick frosting on that cake.

Luki! Sally!

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