Swallows and Amazons Page #4

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[Susan:
]

Let's.

Come on, then.

[Titty:
] If they are pirates, why did

the pirate on the houseboat fire at them?

[Susan:
] Perhaps he didn't.

[Titty:
] He must have.

[Roger:
] He's got a cannon

and the others haven't.

[John:
]

They're going round the island.

Let's go that way and head them off.

[Orchestral music]

[Roger:
]

Why is he waving?

[Titty:
] He's not waving,

he's very angry.

[Orchestral music continues]

[John:
] A-M, Am,

A-Z-O-N, Amazon!

[Roger:
] Hurry! Hurry!

We're losing them.

[Susan:
]

They must be making for Rio.

[Band playing]

[Seagulls cawing]

They've given us the slip.

Hm.

Let's go and explore Rio.

We could buy the rope

for the lighthouse tree.

[John:
] Roger, you stay here

and look after Swallow.

Beware of natives.

[Light music on radio]

And four bottles of grog, please.

[Susan:
]

Ginger beer.

[Man:
]

It's a lovely day.

Yes, isn't it?

[Shop bell]

[Band playing jaunty tune]

[Children playing]

[Man:
] That's a nice little ship

you've got there.

[Roger:
]

Yes.

[John:
] Anything to report,

Boy Roger?

[Roger:
] A native came along and said,

"That's a fine boat you've got there."

[John:
]

What did you say?

I said,

"Yes."

[Susan:
]

Roger,

put them back,

they're for supper.

Natives are quite good

at some things.

You are a greedy little pig, Roger.

Why did the native on the houseboat

shake his fist at us today?

Perhaps this is his island.

[Rustling]

What was that?

Oh, nothing.

Probably a bird.

If this is his island

then why doesn't he live on it?

Much nicer for his parrot.

[Thunk]

Don't touch the point,

it might be poisoned.

[John:
]

Shh!

It's him again. He's winged his arrows

with that poor parrot's feathers.

Shut up, Titty.

We'll split up and search.

We'll need a signal.

One hoot like an owl means it's all right,

three hoots means something's up.

Come on, I'll take the landing place.

[Titty:
] Come on, Roger.

[Hoots once]

[Distant hoot]

[Distant hoot]

[John:
]

Swallow's gone!

[Three distant hoots]

Me and Roger pulled her right up.

She couldn't have drifted off.

[Children's voices in distance]

Hooray! Hurrah! Hurrah!

[Child:
] Halt.

Hands up.

[John:
]

Down on your faces.

[Woosh - woosh]

The Amazons.

They're girls.

[Thwish - woosh]

[Girl:
] Stand up.

Now hands up.

[John:
]

Before they reload, charge!

[All shout]

[John:
]

Halt. A parley.

[Girl:
] All right, then.

No tricks.

- What have you done with our ship?

- Where's Swallow?

She's our prize.

She's in our harbour.

Our harbour.

Your harbour?

How long have you been here?

Days and days.

This is Wildcat Island.

It's been our island for years and years.

Who built the fireplace?

Who marked the harbour?

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