The Last Flight of Noah's Ark

(knocking)

(knocking continues)

(knocking)

(door rattles)

- Hey!

- All right, Mr. Benchley.

Thank you, Coslough.

- Noah Dugan?

- Yeah, what do you guys want?

Well, you owe a lot of money, Mr. Dugan,

and Mr. Parker wants it. Now.

You've got a hell of a nerve

barging in here like this.

Where have you guys been, anyway?

Parker owes me.

That red-hot parlay l've been driving

paid off in the ninth last night

when Attaboy Star got his nose

under the wire in front.

50,000 smackers. Fat city!

Fat nothing, Mr. Dugan.

Attaboy Star was disqualified in that race.

Set back to third.

Apparently he interfered in the stretch.

You got 24 hours to come up with 5,000.

Mr. Parker's willing to wait a week

for the rest.

Coslough.

- That's just a reminder, Mr. Dugan.

- (Dugan groans)

Mr. Dugan, 24 hours.

How many jobs did you have

in the last two years?

- Six.

- And on the last one?

- Well, there was a little turbulence.

- l'm sorry.

The word's out. Wherever you go,

there goes trouble. And l can't afford that.

Come on, Slabotsky, l broke both arms

flying stunts for you. l need a job.

l would if l could.

Hey, why don't you try Tallmantz?

They're supplying all the pilots

for a war movie over at 20th.

You can fly those crates

standing on your head.

Yeah, l saw 'em.

The picture's been cancelled.

War movies are out. Rocket ships are in.

l don't qualify.

All the pilots are made out of tin.

But l got that flight gassed up, ready to go.

Not with me. No. Uh-uh.

You couldn't pay me triple to take it up.

Dugan!

Oh, what a surprise.

Here l was just thinking about you

and you pop up out of nowhere.

Stow it, Stoney.

l need a job or l wouldn't be here.

l thought you'd never ask.

Come, l'll show you.

This is your lucky day.

This is the easiest money you ever made.

A straight hop to that Pacific island.

The flight plans have been cleared.

One passenger, a bit of cargo.

You drop them there. Refuel.

- What kind of plane is it?

- Back via Hawaii. Pick up another cargo.

While you're there, take yourself a few

days' vacation. Have yourself a time.

What kind of a plane is it?

The word is out, Dugan.

You're in big trouble.

You've been playing the horses

and without very much success.

Open the door.

No job, no family, no friends

with enough dinero to bail you out.

With one exception.

Your old buddy, Stoney.

Open the door. Will you open the door?

l know. l know you're a proud man, Dugan.

A man who hates to hang his head

like a whipped dog.

Therefore, l don't want you to feel that

you have to be excessively grateful to me

for giving you this rare opportunity.

- Open the door!

- You got it.

(animal noises. children's voices)

(woman) Children!

Close the door, Stoney.

- Did l just see what l think l saw?

- What do you think you saw?

Kids and animals and a moldy B-29.

The kids aren't going. They're here

to wave goodbye to the animals.

They were all brought up

at the orphanage.

- No, Stoney.

- No?

Animals and planes do not mix. You never

know what they'll do when you're in the air.

lt's a hazard. lt's dangerous.

And it ain't worth it.

- Wait! Those are religious animals.

- What?

They were brought up at the orphanage.

The lady in charge is a missionary.

She said prayers over them.

Oh...

There she is now.

Come here, my dear.

Come, my dear, my angel.

l'd like you to say hello to your pilot,

Captain Noah Dugan.

Hello, Captain Dugan.

May l present Miss Bernadette Lafleur?

- And Miss...?

- Charlotte Braithwaite.

Charlotte Braithwaite. Who isn't going.

l'm so happy to meet you, Captain.

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