The Poseidon Adventure Page #5

-Jesus Christ, what happened?

-We've turned over.

-lt's okay.

-Linda?

-Linda, honey, you all right?

-Hi.

-Where the hell have you been?

-Where do you think?

Flying around on my ass.

Please. . .

. . .help me.

Help me, please.

Teddy?

Ted?

Must go to the lifeboat stations.

Soon. Very soon.

Please. . .

. . .go to the lifeboat stations.

Listen to me, everybody!

l want you all to stay where you are.

Help will be here any minute.

This ship is equipped

with watertight compartments.

So just remain calm.

Keep your positions.

Help is on the way.

-Sis!

-Help is on the way.

Susan!

Susan!

-Robin, are you all right?

-Yes, sir. l'm all right.

-But l can't--

-Robin?

Reverend Scott.

Can you help me?

What are you doing up there, Sis?

That's a stupid question!

-Are you hurt?

-l don't think so.

Just stay perfectly still.

You wait right here.

lt'll be all right.

Hold on, Sis.

Over here, everybody!

Listen to me, give me some help.

Gather around.

Pull it tight. Let's make a net.

Tuck it down tight.

All right, boys. Pull it tight.

That's it.

All right, hold on.

Come on, Susan!

Jump, we'll catch you!

l can't!

Don't be afraid! Jump!

Trust us!

Come on, you can make it, Sis!

Come on and jump, Susan!

You can make it.

Susan, you can do it.

Now, come on.

-lt's a cinch. Come on!

-That's it, keep coming. Come on.

Come on, jump!

Sis!

-Are you all right?

-Yes.

-Sis!

-Okay.

Listen to me, everybody!

Listen to me, please!

Please stay where you are!

Reverend Scott?

-Who is it?

-lt's me, sir, Acres.

Could you help me down?

l've injured my leg.

Hang on, we'll get you down.

Grab that.

Pull it out. Grab hold.

Excuse me, Reverend,

my name's James Martin.

-lsn't it better to go up?

-What do you mean?

lt seems that any rescue would

have to come through the hull.

-The hull? You mean the bottom?

-My God, that's right.

We're upside down.

We've got to go up.

Acres, where's that lead to?

To the galley, sir.

-You stay there, we're coming up.

-Wait.

How do you figure going through

the bottom?

lt's solid steel.

Aft, sir, at the outlet of the

propeller shaft.

Kid, this isn't some toy boat,

so you let us figure it out, huh?

l'm sorry, sir, but Charley,

the third engineer. . .

. . .he told me that by the shaft,

the hull was only one-inch thick.

Look, do you know how thick

one inch of steel is?

lt's one inch less than two inches.

We're climbing up! All of us!

ls there a ladder there,

or something we can climb with?

No, sir, this is

the linen service area.

-Tablecloths?

-Yes, sir.

-We can knot them together.

-Wouldn't be strong enough.

What we need is a--

Something like that,

the Christmas tree.

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