Swiss Family Robinson Page #8

You! Bertie!

Put that down or I'll let this go.

Drop it!

Don't do that, Ernst, I'll shoot!

I don't want to shoot you.

Now put that down!

Let go of me!

Stop it!

I'll teach him to shoot at me!

She didn't mean to fire.

I don't care! I could have been...

What? She didn't?!

It's a girl!

Why would a girl dress up like that?

It was because of the pirates.

My grandfather made me cut my hair

and dress like this because...

Because he didn't want them to know.

At least now you can wash your face.

Well, it'll be nice

to be called Roberta again.

I'm sorry,

but if we'd known you were a girl

- we wouldn't have...

- We'll try to make it easy for you,

as much as possible.

- Careful.

- Give me your hand.

Thank you.

Careful. Watch your step, Roberta.

Thank you, Fritz.

Variations and deviations

are two completely different things.

Like here, Roberta.

Variations can be compensated

for mathematically.

But deviations, you never know

when they're going to happen.

My grandfather will get you

navigating one of his ships.

- Would you like that?

- Maybe. Someday.

I'd like to finish school first,

though.

- Do you like the sea, Fritz?

- I like things you can depend on.

You can never be sure of the sea.

That's the fun of it,

not being sure.

"The winds aloud howl o'er the masts,

and sing through every shroud.

Pale, trembling, tired,

the sailors freeze with fears

and instant death

on every wave appears."

Homer's Iliad. One of the most

beautiful things ever written.

When we were caught in the storm I

thought of those lines over and over.

Do you read a lot, Fritz?

Him? He practically

doesn't even read at all.

Never needed to. Ernst always

tells me everything he knows.

I think we're getting off course.

We should bear more...

...to the right.

It's alright, he won't hurt you.

It's gone. Come on.

Stay close to me.

Get out of it, quick!

Do something!

Get the knife!

Ernst, the knife! The knife!

Hurry.

Hurry, Ernst!

- Hit the head!

- I can't find it.

Here!

Now!

I'm sorry it took so long to find it.

It was horrible.

Let's go back.

Please, let's go back.

It keeps getting worse.

And worse.

I think the worst is behind us now.

Here, give me your hand.

No! My compass has gone!

I don't know where to look.

I guess we'll have to get along

without it.

Without it? We wouldn't have a

chance. We need that compass.

We don't necessarily need a compass.

I think I can do as well without it.

Think? You could be wrong.

Alright, I don't think it,

I know it. And from now on, Ernst,

you're just going to have to trust my

judgement. Come on.

How's it feel now, Roberta?

I don't care what he says.

I can't go on day after day.

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