Swiss Family Robinson Page #3

you could leave the beach?

You might have been eaten, wandering

off that way!

What do you have to say

for yourself?

- I'm sorry but...

- But what?

Can I keep the baby elephant,

anyhow?

Now I'll keep you.

Come on, Rocky, get going.

Alright, Francis, hold it.

Slack off a bit.

Come on, Rocky, back up.

Good little fella, back up.

- Right.

- Hold it.

- That was a good idea, Ernst.

- Thanks, Fritz.

Come on.

Fritz, no more full planks,

just some odds and ends.

I think we've got enough.

Well? What do you think of it?

I'd like it a lot better if I knew

tigers couldn't climb trees.

They won't climb this one.

You probably won't have seen

such a house.

I'm sure of that.

The world is full

of nice, ordinary little people

who live in nice, ordinary

little houses on the ground.

But didn't you ever dream of having

a tree house?

No. Mostly I dream of having a house

in New Guinea.

You think we're going

to be here for a long time.

This I have no way of knowing

but we can't sit on the beach

just waiting for a ship.

- But there could be a ship?

- Of course.

Then I think we ought

to try to light the signal fire.

And just forget about the pirates?

Maybe they won't come back.

Maybe we could get away with it.

We can't chance it. Being alive is

more important than being found.

- Don't look down.

- Alright, Mother. I've got you.

- What do you think?

- Fritz, can I sleep with you?

- What an idea!

- It's not built for two.

- But I'll give you a swing.

- Be careful. Take this rope.

Tie it around his waist.

Mother?

- Getting on, aren't we?

- Yes.

Here, I want to show you something.

Faster!

Look. This is our room.

You won't to get me to go up there,

- not without some sort of railing.

- It'll be like a house, enclosed.

This is your own circular stairway.

Let's go back down

before someone falls off the edge.

- Come on, Francis.

- He'll be alright. I'll go first.

Come on, little fella. I wouldn't

hurt you. I just want to pet you.

Come on.

- Hold him, Ernst.

- I've got him.

- He caught it.

- Are you alright?

Yes. He's my new pet. Don't let him

go.

- Feel his heart beating!

- Mine could match his beat for beat!

Supposing I hadn't insisted that he

had this rope tied around his waist?

Until you get a railing put up,

I don't want Francis back up here.

And I assure you I won't be up here

either!

I'm sorry, dear.

I don't blame you for being upset.

But you don't seem to understand

what we have in mind.

No, but won't you trust us?

Do what you like,

just see Francis is on the ground.

I assure you I won't be back up here.

Alright, we'll do that.

You stay back in camp and when

we've got everything as we want it,

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