Swiss Family Robinson Page #6

Goodbye, Ernst.

- Goodbye. Don't worry.

- Remember to use your head.

Good luck.

Don't worry.

They'll be back before you know it.

I hope we are doing the right thing.

Letting them go.

I'm sure we are.

If we'd let them go sooner we

might be in New Guinea by this time.

- Bye! Bring me back a crocodile!

- Goodbye!

Goodbye.

I wish Mother could see

this place. She'd love it.

You know what I'd like? I'd like to

see some real mountains once again.

Walk the Oberland.

Stand looking up at the Jungfrau

when a storm moves in.

Remember how you could smell

the snow in the air?

Do you ever think about what you'd

be doing if you'd stayed in Bern?

Sometimes.

I think about Herr Kobel,

what he said,

that I should attend the Academy.

- Fine chance you would have had.

- It might have worked out.

I tell you where I'd really like

to be.

Walking down the Nydeggasse,

like on a Sunday after church.

All the girls stroll past

all dressed up.

- Anyone in particular?

- No, nobody special.

Maybe you don't know them

or speak to them,

but you look and they look

and you just know they're there.

Fritz, if we ever get to New Guinea,

will there be any girls our age?

By the time we get to New Guinea

we won't care what age they are!

Ernst, get the sail down. Quick!

- Keep down.

- What's the matter?

- What happened?

- Quick, give me the glass.

There's something moving over there

on the beach.

Pirates.

I'm sure it's the same one we scared

off with the quarantine flag.

Let's sneak in closer. If we stay

behind the rocks they won't see us.

- Ernst, bring the bow round.

- I'm trying.

That chest they've opened was my

First Officer's, God rest his soul.

I wish they'd fight

and kill each other.

You let me do any talking.

No! Leave him! Put him down!

Kuala, listen to me!

Little boy, you all alone.

He is 14 years.

Leave him alone.

Leave the boy alone! Kuala, wait!

You will want me to write a ransom

note. I write.

My people send money

if you let me go.

You send plenty money,

then you go.

No, wait!

Leave the boy with me

or I not write ransom note.

No boy, no note.

I'm sorry, Bertie,

to have got you into this.

We'll... get out of this somehow.

Now keep as still as you can.

You'll only make things worse.

Now they'll decide which crew

is going to take us.

We could sneak in

and free the old man and the boy

before the others knew

what was happening.

Alright.

It's now or never. Come on.

At least I think they'll keep us

together.

- Don't make any noise.

- Who are you?

- Who are you?

- We've come to help you.

- If only we had a knife.

- Quick! Don't bother with me.

Get the boy free first. Go on!

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