The Poseidon Adventure Page #6

-Come on, give me a hand.

-No.

-You gonna give us a hand?

-No. Didn't you hear the purser?

He said to stay put and keep calm.

Help will be here.

-l'm staying right here.

-There he goes. That's my old man.

-Linda.

-Everything by the book!

-You stay the hell out of this!

-You get your ass with us, mister.

Hey. . .

. . .watch your language, preacher.

You sound like you come from the slum!

You son of a b*tch, go help him!

Okay, okay.

Who the hell does he think he is?

Clear the way!

Come on, clear the way!

We're gonna lift on three.

Get over.

One! Two--

For God's sake, Reverend,

that's suicide!

We're cut off from the world.

Maybe we can get to them.

-Now, get out of the way.

-Pray for us but don't do this!

Climbing up will kill you all!

Sitting on our butts

isn't gonna help us either!

Maybe by climbing up

we can save ourselves.

You got any sense, you'll come too.

Grab hold. On three! One!

Two! Up!

Holy mackerel, it's heavy.

All right, forward!

Hold it!

Let's upend it.

Bring it up to your waist.

Stand by, Acres!

Good for you, Mr. Rosen.

All right, come on, everybody! Push!

-Come on, push!

-Get the bottom!

-Anchor the bottom!

-Keep it up now!

-Put some muscle into it!

-Be careful there.

-Keep it straight!

-All the way up!

All right, Reverend.

-Come on, push!

-Come on!

-Come on, Rogo!

-Catch it, hold it!

Don't let it tip over!

-Good. Easy.

-That's it.

That's it. Acres, watch out.

-Stand clear.

-We did it.

Acres, can you anchor it up there?

-Yeah, l think so, sir.

-Good man.

-Mr. Rosen.

-Yeah?

Get your wife.

-Are you all fixed up there, Acres?

-Yes, sir.

Let's start climbing up.

l need a monkey.

-Are you game?

-Yes, sir!

Good boy.

Climb up inside as far as you can go.

Then come out and Mr. Acres

will give you a hand, okay?

No sweat.

lt's a cinch! Come on!

-Now the rest of us.

-So you get us up there, then what?

Through the kitchen and deeper

until we reach the hull.

That way.

Then you kick out the bottom

and swim ashore, huh?

Or yell, ''This is the police,''

and it'll open up.

-Don't be a smart-ass.

-Susan, you're first.

You can't climb in a gown,

so it'll have to come off. Okay?

Go up the same way Robin did. . .

-. . .and don't look down.

-Okay.

Excuse me, Reverend, what about

all those other people?

l'll keep them moving.

Try and get the others to join.

Okay, Miss Rogo, up you go.

-You have to take off the gown.

-Like hell she will!

-She can't climb in that, too tight.

-She's got nothing under it!

Just panties. What else do l need?

What do you mean, what else?

-Give her your shirt.

-My--

Come on.

Linda. . .

. . .next time you put something on

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