The Last Flight of Noah's Ark Page #4

Mr. Dugan, don't worry. lf you're tired

and you want a little nap, l can manage.

- You?

- Yes.

- You can fly?

- Yes.

Well, l've had a few hours' instruction

on the Mission's Cessna.

This is a little bit bigger but with some help

from you, l'm sure l could cope.

- Cessna?

- Cessna.

Lady, you couldn't fly this crate with

a couple of hundred hours of instructions.

l wouldn't be so sure, Mr. Dugan. Anyhow,

do what you want. l was just offering.

All right, Amelia Earhart, be my guest.

Just keep your compass at 250 degrees.

That's very good, Bernie, l'm impressed.

You know, it's amazing what a couple

of hours of flight instructions can do.

- Aren't you gonna help me?

- You said you knew how to fly.

- Mr. Dugan.

- Pull up. Up, up!

- l'm pulling.

- Up, up, up, up!

Up, up, up, up, up, up!

(quacking)

What the hell is this duck doing in here?

Just leave him alone. l'll get him.

Bobby! Julie!

- What are you doing?

- Give me him.

We came here to make sure

the animals made the trip safely.

- How'd you get on board?

- Through the Bombay doors.

- What? You might've been killed.

- (lowing)

- lt's Melinda. She seems awfully upset.

- She probably heard about the barbecue.

- Melinda? There's more kids back there?

- No, no, no, Melinda's the cow.

- Brutus's girlfriend. She's getting sick.

- Oh, great, that's all we need.

- What the hell did l get into?

- You shouldn't curse in front of ladies.

- Look, kid, don't you tell me how to talk.

- l better go.

You stay there. l'll handle it.

Keep your hands steady on the wheel

and follow the compass.

- You can do that, can't you?

- Aye-aye, sir.

(whispers comfortingly)

(angry lowing)

Ah, shut up.

All we need is another one like you.

Mr. Dugan? Mr. Dugan, wake up!

Mr. Dugan, Brutus didn't mean it. lt's just

you shouldn't have yelled at him like that.

- (snorts)

- Mr. Dugan?

(classical music)

- Miss Lafleur! Miss Lafleur!

- What? What?

- There's been a little accident.

- l'm scared, Miss Lafleur.

- What?

- Brutus. Brutus knocked Mr. Dugan out.

Oh, no.

OK, OK, OK, children.

l'm sure he'll come out of it.

Just loosen his collar. Julie, perhaps you

can wet a cloth and put it on his forehead.

Let me know when he's OK.

And don't worry. God is my copilot.

l hope he flies better than you.

- Peace offering.

- Thank you.

You're not angry any more?

Ah, what the hell, Bernie. lt's a new day.

ln about a minute, you are gonna see the

most beautiful sunrise you've ever seen.

Keep your eye back there. Back there,

as far as you can toward the tail.

Keep watching. lt happens very fast,

like an explosion, all red and orange.

You've never really seen one

until you've seen one from up here.

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