Lt. Robin Crusoe, U.S.N.
- G
- Year:
- 1966
- 110 min
- 135 Views
Right face!
Ten hut!
"Dearest sweet,
thoughtful,
understanding Jane.
I know you won't believe this,
sweetheart,
but here it goes anyway.
You may recall,
you and I were to be married
a year ago last June.
As I didn't turn up
for the wedding,
and so much time has gone by,
I can imagine you have been wondering...
...ha-ha...
...what happened.
It all began one day
during a routine mission
in the far Pacific. "
Matlock 1-7 to Wingding.
I have an angel 1-6.
Request new coordinates
for position fix.
Indicating
3-4-0,
heading
2-7-2.
Smoke and fire from starboard side!
Estimated position, 300
miles west of Port Moresby.
Mayday! Mayday! Ejecting, out.
Oh!
Whoa!
Survival kit. Ah, boy.
Survival at Sea and Like It!
Oh, boy.
Down at Sea.
All right, mister, let's
take stock of the situation.
First thing to remember
is relax. Don't panic.
Try to achieve a cheerful,
constructive frame of mind at all times.
Now let's check out the supplies
in your waterproof survival kit.
- Here we go. Water flask.
- Yeah.
Right.
Fish hooks.
Ow!
Nylon cord.
Affirmative.
Compass.
Yeah.
Chamois cloth.
All right.
Dye markers, signaling
mirror, mercury flashlight...
- No, hold it, hold it, hold it.
- Oh.
- Okay.
- Flares.
Whistle. Sun visor.
- Bailing sponge.
- Roger.
Solar still for making drinking water.
Sunburn ointment. Fabric patching kit.
Air pump. Kitchen matches.
Hold it. Hold it.
I don't see any air pump.
Concerning air pump, see
asterisk at bottom of page.
Asterisk. Air pump, discontinuation of.
Due to inefficient
performance of air pump in kit,
they are no longer in use.
Use your lungs.
Okay, how about some food?
Each kit holds six tins of
concentrated food tablets,
each unit roughly the
nutritional equivalent of...
- ... a Thanksgiving turkey dinner.
- Hmm.
First, however, a word of warning.
Take no more than one tablet of each...
Or they'll hang in your
chest like a lead balloon.
...or they may cause
some internal distress.
H, H, H, H.
That's great. Nothing
listed for hiccups.
What can I take?
Put a shopping bag on
your head. That's no good.
No... No shopping bag.
What else?
Frighten yourself. All right.
Look out! There's an
octopus in the boat!
There's another one.
What else? Stand on your
head and hold your breath.
Okay, I'll stand on my head
in the middle of the ocean.
I don't think this is gonna... work.
A sail! A sail!
Hey, sail! Ahoy!
Over here, sail!
Looks like a Chinese
junk. Hey! Here! American!
Hey! Hurry up! Chop-chop!
Oh, nice Chinese sailor
make American boy very happy.
Hey! Hey, over here, sailboat!
You're not a sailboat!
You're a shark. You're a shark!
Hey! No, go back! Go back!
No! Get out of here! Whoa!
Sharks are all cowards at heart.
Chances are, a well-placed blow on
the sensitive area around his nose
will send him packing.
A blow on the nose?
You gotta be kidding.
A well-placed blow on the nose.
Okay. Come and get
your well-placed blow.
Ah!
Oh!
This isn't in the manual,
but come and get it.
Well-placed blow on the nose, huh?
Put that in your manual next time.
Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
And that, dear Jane,
is how I discovered a new
way to get rid of the hiccups.
The final leak was patched,
of twisting and turning,
I managed to fall asleep.
Everything might have been all right
if it wasn't for my old problem,
sleepwalking.
You come back, you get more of the same!
Now I was in real trouble.
Everything, food, water,
everything I needed to
sustain life was gone.
Four days later.
No food. No water.
The sun beat down relentlessly.
Even the shark had run out on me.
Not a sign of life anywhere.
If you should run out of
provisions, don't panic.
Man has been known to live
over 70 days without food.
However, and mark this well,
man does require water.
More than four days without water,
and the human machine will find
itself in extreme difficulty.
Water.
Water.
Hey. Hey. Rain.
Soak it up. Hey! Hey, rain!
Rain! Rain!
Save the rain! Beautiful rain!
I've got rain!
I've got beautiful rain!
Hey, save the beautiful rain.
I'm sinking!
Get rid of the beautiful rain!
Get rid of the rain!
Get rid of the rain!
- Hey.
You'll have to excuse my appearance.
I had a rough night.
I must look a sight.
Alone on an Island.
Well, we made it, didn't we?
mister, and move it.
Lots of things to do. Upsa-daisy.
Shut up!
Once I made my plight known to
the outside world, I felt better.
Where was I?
took a noon sight on the sun.
According to my calculations,
I am somewhere between...
...Elmira, New York,
and Muncie, Indiana.
Night was coming on now.
With palm fronds and sticks
and my poncho from the dinghy,
I built a snug little shelter.
Oh, boy, am I looking forward
to a good night's sleep.
Well, as Confucius say,
"When in soup, might
as well enjoy flavor. "
Boy. Too much!
Oh.
No! Ow!
Ooh!
The days began to pass.
Still not a glimpse
of a plane or a ship.
Not a sign of life anywhere,
save for birds and small animals.
Trying to conserve my old clothes
before they became hopeless tatters,
I fashioned new ones out
of the materials at hand.
Nothing pretentious. A
warm-weather ensemble.
Pleated hat of palm.
Anti-sunstroke accessory.
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