Thunder Bay Page #3

Yeah.

Well, l...

l didn't know how to handle

hurricanes then. l do, now.

Then you stayed out of trouble

the next five years,

probably because

you were in the Navy.

Yeah, in spite of which

we won the war,

isn't that right?

Well, yes.

Now would you

please just sit down

and enjoy

the Louisiana scenery.

l got something to show you.

lt won't take long.

Where are we going?

We're going 26 miles

out to sea.

Now, just... Just make

yourselves comfortable.

DOMlNlQUE:
Mr. Martin,

we're just about

over the spot you wanted.

All right, skipper. Hold

her up here for a while.

Well, this is it.

Right in the heart

of your lease.

But why here?

Come over here

a minute.

Mr. MacDonald...

Now look down there.

All you can see is water,

but if you dream real hard,

you can smell the oil.

There. Can't you smell it?

Maybe you've got

a better nose than l have.

Maybe you've been cooped up

in that office too long.

Twenty years ago

l'll bet you could smell it in the

middle of a wheat field in Oklahoma.

Mr. MacDonald...

The only difference here

is 48 feet of water,

and my platform

will take care of that.

Mr. MacDonald...

This is something brand new.

Nobody ever wildcatted

like this before

and that oil is down there

waiting for us.

How much would it cost?

With what you've got

invested already, $1 million.

Another million?

Why, we could drill

30 wells on land for that.

There's $2 billion

in oil down there.

Mr. MacDonald, for your

own good, you can't do this.

You know what

the board is saying.

They're blaming you for

this whole fiasco as it is,

and there isn't a chance of

their voting you any more money.

When can you start?

When? Tomorrow.

Today.

Mr. MacDonald, you say

l protect your interests.

Then why won't

you listen to me?

Why don't you sit down

someplace?

Maybe you and the board will learn

something about the oil business.

You heard

the man, junior.

Place it where

it won't get kicked.

As you can gather

from Rawlings,

the board thinks

l was a little off

for even coming down

to meet you.

l came because l had the

same kind of dream you had.

You've got three months, but if

you don't bring in a well by then,

the company will be looking

for a new president.

We'll keep you

president.

What did you see down there?

The Golden Shrimp?

No, no,

just some dirty, old oil.

Well, come on.

Let's get back to port.

We got work to do.

Come on.

l'll have

$500,000 deposited

in our New Orleans bank

for you.

lt'll be there in the

morning. That's fine.

Gambi and l'll

be over there tonight.

Get things moving

in right away.

Mr. Martin.

Yeah?

There was some

mention of $50.

$50?

The boat.

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