Island in the Sky Page #4

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- He's down, Stutzie.

- Repeat that.

Dooley is down. It happened early last night.

- Where?

- Nobody knows.

- Can't they find out? Did he go in the drink?

- They don't seem to think so.

He's supposed to be way up somewhere.

That's definite.

They're starting the search today.

If you get there in time, you'll get in on it.

Hey, Sunny, come to life!

Things are happening!

- What goes?

- Dooley is down.

That's too bad.

Poor old Dooley. He was a good guy.

He may still be alive.

They don't think he went in the drink.

- Are you awake?

- Yeah, sort of.

Listen, we're going to stick out

our necks more than usual.

The search starts tomorrow

and we can make it if we don't stop...

at Greenland for gas.

We'll fly straight on through.

It's okay by me, whatever is customary.

You're down.

Yeah, right in the middle of a big nowhere.

On a lake, yes. But where's the lake?

In the morning,

if God will let the sun shine...

you can take a shot

with the octant and find out.

Maybe.

Now, keep thinking so you won't be so cold.

You've got to think of everything.

There's about 30 gallons left in the tanks,

maybe a little more. That's wonderful.

You'll have generator power for the radio.

You can send a position

from nowhere to somewhere...

if you can get an engine started in this cold.

Now the food.

Three tins of salmon, eight chocolate bars,

some C-rations...

two marmalade sandwiches

left over from last night.

One with a bite out of it.

You've got to spread those out somehow...

make them last five men

for maybe six days.

But you've got to be careful, awful careful.

This is no raft floating on a warm sea.

Keep your strength.

It's the only chance against this cold.

They're all depending on you.

You've gotta watch them because

this night is going to be the easiest.

They ate today and they're still strong...

but tomorrow, or the day after...

they'll start getting ideas about living.

They'll want to set out on their own

and find their way out of nowhere...

because they're human.

But you can't be human.

You've got to tell them every day

that it can't be done...

tell them it will be like a sickness, creeping.

They'll want to lie down and rest

and they won't ever get up.

So, find food. That's number one.

Find out where nowhere is.

That's number two.

Then you can help the others find nowhere.

Stannish, McMullen, Stutz...

J.H. Handy and Willie Moon.

They'll come, just like you told

the others they'd come.

They won't leave you alone

waiting on a pinpoint in nowhere.

They'll come, if it takes all winter.

But you've only got six days.

Our Father, who art in heaven...

hallowed be thy name.

McMullen! Wake up!

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