The Flight of the Phoenix Page #6

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- One can navigate by the stars.

- If you marched 106 miles by the stars...

...and your calculations

were just one percent out...

...you could pass the Eiffel Tower

in daylight and never see it.

Look where Marada is.

There's absolutely n-n-noth...

- Nothing.

MORAN:
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

If you miss this glorious

little bunch of trees...

...there's n-nothing between you

and the coast, and that's 500 miles.

Well, nobody's suggesting

that it was easy, Mr. Moran.

Tell me this, captain,

are you right-handed?

- Yes, as a matter of fact.

TOWNS:
That means your right leg...

...is more developed than the other

and takes a longer step.

If you have an unreliable compass,

you just go around...

...in a left-handed circle

and there's nothing you can do about it.

You're right, Mr. Towns, but you're

talking about right-handed civilians.

In an officer's training corps...

...we military men are taught to march

with absolute precision.

I'd even send Sergeant Watson

here on ahead.

As it happens, he's left-handed.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Come along, sergeant.

There's nothing you can do, Frank.

He goes by the book.

And you can't re-write it for him.

No.

Gentlemen.

I've been examining this aeroplane.

- You have?

- Yes. We have everything here...

...that we need to build a new one

and fly it out.

If you'd have a look

at my calculations.

- Don't know if you can read my writing.

- Are you trying to be funny?

- What did you say?

- I said, are you trying to be funny?

That is precisely the reaction

I'd expect from a man...

...of your obvious limitations.

What's happening to everybody?

Here. Here, you can have this.

And here you are, Ratbags.

I won't be needing this anymore.

I won't be needing this either.

Hey, you don't have a coat, do you?

Take mine. I won't be

needing it anymore.

- I don't think I should.

- What's wrong? That's a good coat.

It cost me 50 bucks in Marseilles.

It'd cost more than 100 in the States.

- If you really want me to...

- Oh, sure.

I gave the radio to the boy.

I won't be needing it anymore.

I'm going with Captain Harris.

I got something for you fellas too.

I got a lot of work shirts

I picked up cheap in Genoa.

They're good shirts.

I only washed them once.

Harris, don't you know better

than to tell Cobb he could go with you?

How far do you...? The man's crazy.

He wouldn't last a day out there.

- Cobb? I haven't even spoken to him.

- He seems to think he's going with you.

Does he? Well, I'll have

to disillusion him.

No, no, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Just let it alone for a while.

Incidentally, I appreciate

your concern about me going...

...but I want you to know

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