Free Willy 2: The Adventure Home Page #5

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You're a smart kid. You're a good kid.

You're just going with your feelings,

but it can lead to other things.

Like what?

- Well, sex.

- Can lead to sex?

Yeah, right. Can lead to sex.

- Are you okay?

- I'm fine. Why?

I have no idea what

you're talking about.

- I'm talking about you kissing Nadine.

- I didn't kiss her.

- You didn't?

- No, I didn't kiss her. Who said that?

I'll give you three guesses.

Hi.

Whatever.

- You're not going anywhere.

- But I'm hungry.

Eat your hat.

That did a lot. All right, come on.

I know you're in there.

All right, come on.

Ain't so tough now, huh?

Man.

Eat this.

How do you like that, tough guy?

Come back and fight like a fish.

See you later, fish.

See you, Willy.

What is it?

- We lost time up north. We're late.

- So?

- Know why I'm captain?

- Yes, sir. I mean, no, sir.

I'm captain because

my ships always run on time.

Benbrook Oil doesn't like

late deliveries.

- Yes, sir.

- This is Seattle Traffic.

We have a report of winds

and reduced visibility.

Reduce speed to 12 knots.

- Reducing speed to 12 knots.

- Maintain 15 knots.

- But, sir, without a tug escort...

- Kelly!

Resuming speed to 15 knots.

- Elvis. Elvis, wake up.

- What?

I have to ask you something.

Okay.

Did Mom ever talk about before you

were born, when she lived out here?

No.

Did she ever talk about my dad?

No.

Did she ever talk about me?

No.

- She had problems.

- Like what?

She lied a lot.

Said she loved me.

Said she would never leave.

- What is it?

- We're losing pressure.

We can't hold course in these currents.

- What happened?

- The valve body blew to pieces.

- Engine room.

- Give me something down there.

- I got nothing.

- We're doing the best we can.

Keep working on it.

We're on the wrong side of the buoy.

Hard starboard!

Not responding!

- Hard starboard!

- I can't bring it around.

Four fathoms!

- Two fathoms.

- My God.

We've run aground!

I'm gonna shut it down!

Mayday, mayday. This is tanker Dakar.

We are run aground

and spilling crude oil.

Extreme distress.

Repeat, extreme distress.

Man.

Come on. Hurry up.

He's over there. Look!

Come on, come on!

Let's go!

It's Willy's sister, Luna.

She's beached.

- What's wrong with her?

- I don't know.

It's okay. You're all right.

- What is that stuff?

- Oil.

Get Glenn. Have him call Randolph.

We gotta get Luna back in the water.

- Go! Hurry! Go!

- Okay.

You're gonna be okay. I promise.

Wake up! Wake up.

Come on, wake up. Guys, come on.

There's been an oil spill. Trapped

the whales. Willy's sister is beached.

You gotta do something.

Call the Army or something.

Call Randolph.

I think maybe a ship crashed.

- It's a major disaster.

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