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In Search of the Castaways (1962) Poster

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Bill Gaye: The Lord helps them that helps themselves.

[uncovers a hidden rope]

Bill Gaye: Two years we took to make it. From the hairs of our heads, from the garments we wore, from a thousand things we gathered.

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Lord Glenarvan: By Jove, I never saw a rope burn like that.

Jacques Paganel: Gun powder. It's woven in like a fuse.

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Jacques Paganel: Tous les climats sont pareils pour l'amour. Uh, I was just thinking to myself: no matter where you are in the world, it is always different, but it is always the same. In English you would say: All climates are the same for love.

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Lord Glenarvan: Only gone down half an inch in two days. We'll be here for ten years at this rate.

Jacques Paganel: Ha-ha! Cheer up, milord. We pay no rent. Mother Nature sets the table for us, and, fortunately, we have plenty of water.

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Lord Glenarvan: Ridiculous! Why should a shark want to swallow a bottle?

Jacques Paganel: Ah, what was in his mind, I - I not know, I tell you only what was in his stomach.

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Mary Grant: [singing] Castaway, castaway: trust in your star. You know I will find you wherever you are. Though all your dreams may be tossed by the tide, cling to your hopes: never cast them aside. Castaway, castaway, though you may be lost in the wilderness, over the sea: I will discover your castaway shore, and you'll be a castaway no more. Oh, you'll be a castaway no more.

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Jacques Paganel: An earthquake of the first magnitude!

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Lord Glenarvan: On my soul, I don't know which is worse: a crazy man who thinks he's smart, or a Frenchman who admits he's stupid.

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John Glenarvan: By Jove, that was a narrow squeak!

[ledge collapses underneath them]

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Mary Grant: Robert! Hold on!

Robert Grant: I don't have to! She won't let go!

Jacques Paganel: This is true. She will not let go until she reaches her nest.

Mary Grant: Reaches her nest?

Jacques Paganel: Yes. High in the mountains. No doubt she has little ones that must...

Mary Grant: Oh!

[Paganel abruptly stops talking]

Mary Grant: Oh!

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Lord Glenarvan: First class shooting, Sir! First time, right through the heart.

Chief Thalcave: No. Shoot through heart, bird go limp, drop small boy. But shoot back of head, bird go stiff, wings go up, he circle down, land boy safe.

Jacques Paganel: You mean you purposely induced motor paralysis through damage on the medulla.

Chief Thalcave: Not understand.

Lord Glenarvan: Neither do I.

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Lord Glenarvan: My dear boy, if that's the way you feel about it, let's have a look at the blasted note. Where is it?

John Glenarvan: In the bottle.

Lord Glenarvan: Well, where's the bottle?

John Glenarvan: The Frenchman has it.

Lord Glenarvan: Confounded, where's the Frenchman?

John Glenarvan: You had him thrown off the ship in Glasgow.

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Jacques Paganel: Take your hands off me, monsieur. Never have I been thrown from any place in my life. Let's not set a precedent. Merci, monsieur, merci.

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Robert Grant: [singing with poor pronunciation] Grimpons, grimpons, grimpons, grimpons, grimpons.

Jacques Paganel: No, no. *Grimpons*.

Robert Grant: Grimpons.

Jacques Paganel: That means: Let's climb. It is the French recipe for the good life. Whatever you want to do, don't be afraid to do it for fear of failure.

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John Glenarvan: Now just a minute! Don't forget that it was me who arranged -

[Mary's kiss instantly silences him]

Mary Grant: Thank you!

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Lord Glenarvan: Good gracious, the Frenchman! I thought...

Jacques Paganel: Oh, but I give you my word I was put off the ship. Heh! Fortunately, I do not let such things upset me. The note, milord.

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Lord Glenarvan: Motley-looking lot of fellows you've got together.

Thomas Ayerton: Heh heh. Well, when you look for men that go into Maori country, you don't choose them from among the socially elite.

Lord Glenarvan: Heh-heh! Jolly well put.

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Mary Grant: Just think: If he hadn't put the note in the bottle, and if Monsieur Paganel hadn't caught that shark...

John Glenarvan: And if you hadn't tried to slapped my face that morning on the way to Plymouth, I wouldn't have talked my father into making this trip.

Mary Grant: Funny how things work out, isn't it?

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Mary Grant: Here we are, all of us together.

John Glenarvan: All of us. Did you ever see so many stars?

Mary Grant: Once, on top of a mountain.

John Glenarvan: Did you know that down there out of the light, you can see the Southern Cross?

Mary Grant: Southern Cross?

[they stroll off, alone]

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Jacques Paganel: [watching the earthquake destruction through a telescope] Oh! Oh, magnificent! This is an experience that makes our entire expedition worthwhile!

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Jacques Paganel: Oh... a giant condor. A Sarcoramphus gryphus.

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Jacques Paganel: Alpine type glacier, drift minimum.

Lord Glenarvan: We'll never get out of here... alive.

Jacques Paganel: The ice melts and gets out, why can't we?

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John Glenarvan: When we first met, I had a different impression. Most girls can be rather silly. Do you know what I mean?

Mary Grant: No, I don't.

John Glenarvan: Well... you're different.

Mary Grant: How different?

John Glenarvan: I don't know how to say it. I had it all worked out last night. Sounds rather silly now, though.

Mary Grant: What does?

John Glenarvan: Well, you don't expect things of a girl, certain things like climbing mountains, going through floods, making the most of it. You know what I mean?

Mary Grant: Don't think I do.

John Glenarvan: Well, I want to say that... I think you've been just *fine*... for a girl. Well, what I really mean is that - if we get out of here alive, and when we're old enough...

Mary Grant: John?

John Glenarvan: Mary.

Mary Grant: There's the log you've needed for your raft.

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Bill Gaye: Now you know my secret, why I ran away to sea. The voice is the voice of a god-fearing man, but the hands are the hands of a forger!

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Lord Glenarvan: [as John starts to put his hand on Mary's shoulder] Ah, there you are, my boy. Better get some sleep, you know. Got an early start.

John Glenarvan: We're too excited to sleep.

Lord Glenarvan: Hmm. So I see! You'd better come along with me, just the same.

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Jacques Paganel: [to Glenarvan while being moved to tears] I must be catching your cold.

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Jacques Paganel: [sung] Why cry about bad weather? Enjoy it! Each moment is a treasure. Enjoy it! We're travelers on life's highway, enjoy the trip. Each lovely twist and byway, each bump and dip. If there's a complication, enjoy it! You've got imagination, employ it. And you'll see roses in the snow, joie de vivre will make them grow. Voila, that's life, enjoy it! Since I must do the cooking, I'll enjoy it. This ombu tree smells gorgeous, you'll enjoy it. A hurricane comes your way, enjoy the breeze! You're stranded in the jungle, hah!, enjoy the trees! If there's a complication, enjoy it!

Lord Glenarvan: Ha ha ha!

Jacques Paganel: You've got imagination, employ it. This tree's a - cornucopia, why it could be...

Mary Grant: Utopia!

Jacques Paganel: Voila! That's right! Enjoy it!

Mary Grant: Why cry about bad weather? Enjoy it!

Jacques Paganel: No, enjoy.

Mary Grant: Oh, each moment is a treasure, enjoy it!

Jacques Paganel: That's better, enjoy it.

Mary Grant: We're traveler's on life's highway, enjoy the trip.

Jacques Paganel: Ha ha ha!

Mary Grant: Each lovely twist and byway, each bump and dip.

Jacques Paganel: Good!

Jacques PaganelMary Grant: If there's a complication, enjoy it, enjoy it. You've got imagination, employ it, employ it. From eggs and herbs au naturel,

Mary Grant: Omelette Ombu a la Paganel.

Jacques Paganel: Pour vous, milord,

Jacques PaganelMary Grant: Enjoy it!

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Chief Thalcave: Much rain there. You sleep in tree. May come flood.

Lord Glenarvan: Flood! By George, that's a good one!

Jacques Paganel: Giant ombu tree. Phytolacca dioica. Aha! Magnificent specimen!

Robert Grant: Oh, *please*, may we sleep in it?

Lord Glenarvan: You can sleep where you like, but I certainly don't intend to roost in a tree like a confounded sparrow. Pitch my tent just here.

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Jacques Paganel: Merci merci merci beaucoup, merci milord Glenarvan!

[the group starts to dance around Glenarvan]

Jacques PaganelMary GrantRobert GrantJohn Glenarvan: Merci merci merci beaucoup, merci milord Glenarvan!

Jacques Paganel: Hooray!

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Lord Glenarvan: Robert! Do you see anything of an Indian on horseback coming to our rescue?

Lord Glenarvan: Only some birds!

Lord Glenarvan: Only some... achoo!

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Jacques Paganel: Thank you, milord!

[kisses Glenarvan on both cheeks]

Lord Glenarvan: Oh, please! I'm an Englishman, you know!

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Lord Glenarvan: Earthquake? Who said anything about an earthquake?

Jacques Paganel: Ah... I'm so stupid... milord. I didn't realize it until later. The Indian. When he did uh, uh, that, you see? He did not mean it was cold, no. He meant: tranco *piray*: earth *quake*. This is the land of many earthquakes.

Lord Glenarvan: Oh gracious me.

Jacques Paganel: In the whole world, no place has such big, such beautiful, such magnificent earthquakes as right here. But - huh-huh! - it is one chance in a million we should be so *fortunate*.

Lord Glenarvan: Heh-heh. Ye - Ye - Yes, of course, quite right. Besides, this place looks it's been here hundreds of years, doesn't it? I mean, uh, it's safe to assume that it will last one more night... *Hey*? *Oui*, monsieur?

Jacques Paganel: Oui, milord.

Robert Grant: And I'll wake you up if one comes, your lordship.

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Chief Thalcave: Flood come. You go quick to tree. I ride for help.

Lord Glenarvan: Not even raining.

[attempts to go back to sleep]

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Robert Grant: It's a tiger!

Jacques Paganel: No no! It's a jaguar! Felis onca!

Lord Glenarvan: Get that beast outta here!

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Mary Grant: Anyway, I can't stand people who look at me like that. "*Delightful* child!" "*Gallant* father!"

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Jacques Paganel: A slight miscalculation, milord. I'm afraid we're on the wrong volcano.

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Lord Glenarvan: That's a fine thing. When I really want something, no one takes the slightest notice. If I happen to drop a casual remark...

John Glenarvan: Casual remark? "Throw him off the ship before I call the police! We ought to hang him from the yardarm!"

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Lord Glenarvan: My dear children, ever since I posted the reward for news of your father's ship, people have been turning up with notes they claimed to have found in bottles. How many is this, John?

John Glenarvan: Uh, twenty-two, father.

Lord Glenarvan: If I had my way, every last one of the culprits would be hanged from the yardarm. Exploiting human misery, that's what it is. Nothing more vicious, more... treacherous.

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Thomas Ayerton: Ah, so this is the daughter of Captain Grant. Well, if I can reunite this delightful child and her gallant father, that is the reward I'm interested in.

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John Glenarvan: Wait! I want to make a wish on that star.

Mary Grant: What could *you* wish for that you haven't got?

John Glenarvan: That my father would go somewhere and get lost. Just for a little while, you understand.

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Mary Grant: [sees an upcoming wall of ice] Oh!

Lord Glenarvan: Abandon ship!

Mary Grant: No, wait! There's a hole in the ice!

Lord Glenarvan: But we don't know where it goes!

Mary Grant: We'll soon find out!

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Mary Grant: But Thalcave's different. He said "I bring help," and he will.

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Lord Glenarvan: I don't know which is worse, by George: having you so happy you sing all the time, or so glum you won't even talk. "The ombu tree is gorgeous. Enjoy it!" Huh!

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