The Flight of the Phoenix Page #3

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...of being picked up, we ought to make

do with the absolute minimum.

- Is that understood?

CROW:
Hear, hear.

- Hear, hear.

COBB:
Yeah.

- All right, Mr. Towns?

- Sounds reasonable.

If we have enough water

for all that time...

...couldn't we set aside

a little bit for washing?

- Washing?

BELLAMY:
What a dumb thing.

Hey, captain.

What are we supposed to do for grub?

I reckon we ought to eat the monkey.

As far as food is concerned,

we seem to be singularly fortunate.

There happens to be an almost unlimited

supply of pressed dates on board.

CARLOS:
Pressed dates?

CROW:
All they're good for is regularity.

Yes, I quite agree.

They were being sent back from Jebel

because nobody would eat them.

Yes, I think that's about all.

CROW:
That's about all?

That's enough, isn't it?

Thank you.

Excuse me, but shouldn't some kind

of rescue plane have seen us by now?

Don't worry. Someone will be along

even before you can think about lunch.

Our accounts people will be waiting

for my Jebel operation report...

...before they can get started

on the annual figures.

How big a hole will a busted-up

sky truck make in your annual figures?

There will be insurance, but insurance

companies move in mysterious ways.

Like God, of course,

but not half as generous.

- It's bound to be a setback.

- I imagine it will be.

Anyway, you don't have to worry.

They'll be here.

Oh, thank you.

It will work very well.

STANDISH:

The captain says our chances are good.

- A bit optimistic, aren't you?

- I don't think so.

Well, being 130 miles off-course

isn't exactly going to help.

It's not gonna stop them either.

[MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO]

CROW:

Music while you work?

It's mine. I bought it.

We could use this thing

to find out what's happening.

Nobody told...

He did say something about it, Frank.

It's my fault. I should have...

COBB:

It's mine.

What's the matter with this thing?

CROW:

Look at Heinrich, will you?

Hey, shut that damn thing off!

What are you trying to prove?

I'm trying to remain reasonably clean.

You think this is some kind

of a picnic?

[MAN ON RADIO SPEAKING

IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

That's just a local station

relaying a political broadcast.

I don't think you'll find any stations

we'd want until nightfall.

Doctor, what was that chap

talking about, anyway?

Water conservation

and a five-year plan for irrigation.

A fat lot of use that is.

What this country needs

is a few more pubs.

Fold it up. Get this stuff furled.

Tie it on so it won't blow away.

HARRIS:

Get that line.

CROW:

Give a hand. Pull, man.

- This darn wind's too much.

HARRIS:
Hold it, hold it.

HARRIS:

Don't let it get away.

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