September Storm (1960) - full transcript
A young, handsome man works on the yacht of a Parisian tycoon who happens to be away at the moment. Two nautical layabouts convince the man to take them out looking for the sunken treasure.
(dramatic orchestral music)
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- [LeClerc] This is
the island of Majorca.
Phoenicians, Greeks,
Romans, Arabs
coveted its important position
and each took possession of it.
But now the tide of
history has turned,
and holiday makers from all
over the world come to Majorca.
As Majorca takes
possession of them
as it has of me.
But even in the Garden of
Eden there was a serpent,
and one has reared its head
in this garden of mine.
Urgent business.
I must fly back to Paris.
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So I am saying au revoir
to the blue Mediterranean
that carries the one
great love of my life,
my ship, Le Cygne, The Swan.
How can I leave all this beauty?
I will be back.
Miseur, you always
come back to Majorca.
Hasta la vista.
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(seagulls squawking)
(water bubbling)
(water splashing)
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(water bubbling)
- Senorita?
- Huh?
Oh, gracias.
- De nada.
- Sorry, no comprendo.
- Did you dive from the cliff?
- Ah, it was higher
than I thought.
- You are the first
lady I've ever heard of
to make that dive.
- And the last, I should hope.
It was a crazy thing to do.
- You'll excuse me for speaking
to you like this, a stranger.
- Perfectly alright.
- May I?
- Of course.
- You are perhaps
a champion diver?
- No, I've done quite
a lot of swimming.
- Then you're not
a professional?
- Professional model.
New York, Paris.
You understand what that means?
- Of course.
You are on a holiday?
- Uh-huh, on my vacation.
- And your husband?
- I'm not married.
I made the trip alone.
A girlfriend of mine
was coming with me,
but her boyfriend objected.
- And your boyfriend?
- I, are you, by any chance,
with the Spanish FBI?
- I am sorry if I
have offended you.
- Don't be.
My name is Anne Traymore.
- I am Manuel del Rio Montoya.
You like to swim very much?
- Mm-hmm.
- I have swum since I was two.
Two meters like walking.
The means of getting
to someplace,
but skin diving, spear fishing,
to explore the world
under the sea, ah.
- And your girlfriend?
Does she ever go along?
- I have no girlfriend.
- I haven't been spear
fishing since last summer.
- Would you be free
tomorrow morning?
- My time is my own here.
- Good, I have all
equipment onboard.
- Onboard?
- On Le cygne, The Swan.
- You have a lovely boat.
- Is it not?
- Very beautiful.
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(water splashing)
(water bubbling)
(boat whirring)
- Look at that one?
That's my baby.
- Le Cygne.
- French boat.
- Quite a skiff.
What do they do to a guy for
stealing a boat like that?
- Stealing, who's stealing?
I'm talking about borrowing.
- What about the
boat you borrowed
from under the noses
of the shore patrol?
- Well, I was a
lot younger then.
You know, that boat will
take us anywhere we wanna go.
Come on, let's go over
close and take a look.
(water bubbling)
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- They got jails here, you know.
- There's nobody around.
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(water bubbling)
The owner really spends
money on this baby.
Look at the way she's kept up.
- Yeah, sure, come
on Joe, let's go.
You know, in Spain they might
make you walk the plank.
- Relax, Ernie, relax.
- Anybody home?
(water bubbling)
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(Ernie whistling)
Okay.
Wow.
(humming)
- Well what do
you think of this?
- Hey, when you find
out who goes with that,
let me know, will you?
Don't I look divine?
(perfume hissing)
Hey, come on.
- Ship log.
Ah, a Parisian owns this boat.
A Mr. Rene LeClerc.
An exporter.
Dames, dames, dames, wow.
There sure have been a
lot of them on this ship.
- I hate to interrupt
your reading, pal,
but you know--
- Yeah, I might
take this along with me.
There's nothing like a
good book to relax you.
- Yeah.
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(tank thudding on deck)
Well, hello.
- Hello?
- There was no one around,
so we were just looking it over.
Is she for charter?
- I don't know, you'll
have to ask the owner.
- Hello there, my
name's Joe Balfour.
This is my friend
Ernie Williams.
- Manuel del Rio Montoya.
- Oh, you're not French?
- French, no, Majorcan.
Gentlemen, this is
Senorita Anne Traymore.
- A pleasure.
- Does she go with it?
- What's that?
- Oh, ah, private joke.
A compliment, I assure you.
We like your boat very much.
Do you ever charter her?
- No, never.
But I have two other ships
that might interest you.
- Two other ships?
- Not so fine, of course.
If you gentlemen are interested,
you might have cocktails
with me at El Borracha.
Say about seven?
- Fine, we'd like that.
- And I am hoping Senorita
Traymore will join us?
- Oh, I might be in the way
if you're going
to talk business.
- You could never be in the way.
- I think Manuel is right.
This senorita would
adorn any gathering.
Well, adios.
Come on, Ernie.
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- Hey, maybe the French man
sold the boat to the kid.
- I think he's just putting
it on big for the girl.
We'll find out in town.
I'll meet you at
the El Borracha.
- Fine, except that
I'm out of scratch.
Hand me 10, will ya?
Hey, that's only five.
- So, spend less.
- Ah.
♪ I want you to know that
I'm going there too ♪
♪ I'll be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ By you, I'm gonna be by
♪ If you take a dip
in a pretty lagoon ♪
♪ Or if you should flip
for a trip to the moon ♪
♪ I'll be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ By you
♪ I'm gonna by by
♪ Summer
♪ Wintertime and springtime
♪ Have no fear my dear
♪ 'Cause I'll be near
- The man who carries my money
will be along in a minute.
Rest yourself.
♪ I know you won't blame
me if I do the same ♪
♪ To be by you
♪ Be by you
- Pay the man.
He's impatient.
(upbeat tropical music)
- Muchos gracias.
- Gracias.
- When I say 10, I mean 10.
Wow.
What'd you find out?
- The kid don't own Le
Cygne or any other boat.
He takes care of
them for people.
She don't know it.
The kid's taking her for a ride.
- Why not?
(crowd applauding)
(crowd chattering)
- Oh, good evening, gentlemen.
Sit down, please.
- Thanks.
Well, you two look like
you've been dancing together
for a long time.
- I wish it were true.
- We met yesterday.
- Oh, I'd never guess it.
But then, you know how it is?
- No, how is it?
- In the travel
folders, blue skies,
white beaches, tropical
splendor, romance.
- Ah, I thought
this was supposed
to be a business conversation?
- Well, it is.
Manuel.
(Ernie clearing throat)
- I don't seem to have a drink.
- Oh, excuse me.
- Si, senor?
- Shall it be tall ones?
- I don't know why not.
Have you reconsidered
chartering Le Cygne?
- I'm sorry, but you may charter
either one of the
other two ships.
The Sevilla is fairly large.
If I knew what
you wanted it for?
- Well, it's a
pretty tough cruise.
It'd take quite a boat.
I've seen The Sevilla.
It won't do.
(customers chattering)
Gracias.
(upbeat tropical music)
To our evening.
Manuel, would you mind if I
asked Anne to dance with me?
- Not at all.
- Now if I can just
persuade the young lady.
Madame.
- A funny thing, my
glass seems to be empty.
- Of course, excuse
my negligence.
- Manuel, (laughing) I see
where I'm gonna like you.
- I'll probably be
quite a disappointment
after that agile Latin.
- Would you like a polite
answer or the truth?
- It's too bad, that
kid's really overmatched.
Handsome, owns a boat, too.
- And young.
- Well after I pick
myself up off the floor,
I'll try to think
of something to say.
New York?
- Yes.
Midwest?
- Oh, further west.
- Model?
- Boat bum?
- You know honey,
one of these days
that left of yours is gonna
get you in a lot of trouble.
You know, I, I'd like
to have a little talk
with you in private.
- I'll bet you would.
- Do you read minds?
- Some times.
- Well you'd be wrong.
This is strictly business.
About a fortune and
how to acquire it.
- How interesting.
Talk.
- I'm serious.
This is involves about
a million dollars.
Only I, I need a boat.
- I see.
- A particular boat.
Should we have that
talk say tonight?
After you lose junior?
Say on the beach
below the cliffs?
- Let's say tomorrow morning.
I never make important
decisions at night.
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- [Joe] Good morning.
- You look more
natural that way.
- Well so do you.
May I?
- My, such a attentiveness.
- Well, I've gotta do
something to keep
up with Manuel.
Pretty?
- Very.
Heavy, too.
- That's pure gold.
- A real gold coin.
What is it?
- Spanish doubloon.
Here's its twin.
(coins clinking)
- And you know where
there's lots more of them?
- About two, maybe three
million dollars worth.
Buried in about 50
or 60 feet of water.
Not too far from here.
- Then why don't
you go after them?
- [Joe] I need a certain boat,
and I need the right gear.
- So you want Le Cygne?
- For 25%, I think even a
rich young man like Manuel
would be interested.
Whom I can't get to but you can.
- What makes you so sure?
- Please, you think junior
wouldn't be interested
in a trip with you into
the wild blue beyond?
- You don't have a very
high opinion of me, do you?
- I think you're
a very smart girl.
(seagulls squawking)
- And if I go along?
- A four-way split.
You, Manuel, Ernie and me.
(Anne laughing)
Well what's so funny?
- Treasure hunt, pirate's gold,
and I'm sitting here listening.
I've heard some strange
approaches in my time,
but this tops them all.
- You flatter yourself.
You think I'd go to
all this trouble?
- Just for me, you mean?
- Yeah, that's
exactly what I mean.
Ernie and I picked
up an ole lugger.
We were running freight
along the African Coast.
One day a couple of
big shots came up to us
and wanted us to haul
some heavy cargo for them.
I didn't think the
old tub could make it,
but they offered a big
price, payment in gold.
We were broke, so we
couldn't turn it down.
- Well go on, I'm listening.
- The cargo consisted of
thousands of these gold coins.
Only we didn't make it.
We ran into a storm
three days out,
and we founded off an
unchartered island.
Ernie and I made it to shore.
The others didn't make it.
- How did you get
off the island?
- A commercial
airliner spotted us.
Several days later a
freighter picked us up.
A likely story?
- Not to.
- Doesn't a cruise
aboard a beautiful yacht
like Le Cygne sound
enticing to you?
(singing in foreign language)
(hands clapping)
(audience applauding)
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(shoes tapping on stage)
(singing in foreign language)
(shoes tapping on stage)
(singing in foreign language)
(hands clapping)
(upbeat guitar)
(shoes tapping on stage)
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(shoes tapping on stage)
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(shoes tapping on stage)
(singing in foreign language)
(audience applauding)
(upbeat tropical music)
- He's gotta get hooked.
Otherwise he just ain't human.
- He's human.
(Manuel humming)
♪ By you, be by you
(humming)
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- Hola?
Long distance, please.
Calling Paris.
- Oh, so nice to
be with you again.
- (speaking in foreign
language) I miss you very much.
- Very much.
- Champagne, (speaking
in foreign language).
- Oh, no, no, no.
It is an overrated wine.
Besides it does
not agree with me.
- Your usual wine, miseur?
- Thank you.
- A long distance call
for you, Monsieur LeClerc.
- Now?
Who would be calling me here?
(speaking in foreign language)
- Oh, ah.
- I know you are planning
to go on a cruise,
but they think it should
first go to dry dock
for about three weeks.
- Dry dock?
But I intend on
returning to helm
at the end of the week.
- But Miseur, the motors
need to be tuned up,
the keel examined, the
steering gear adjusted,
and the entire ship repainted.
- It was painted six months ago.
- I am thinking only of
your welfare, miseur.
I know how proud
you are of Le Cygne.
- No, champagne (speaking
in foreign language).
- Make sure they do
a good job, Manuel.
- Thank you, I will,
Miseur LeClerc.
- Alright, I will be
there in three weeks.
Au revoir.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
(customers chattering)
- Mm, the wine, it is wonderful.
- Mm-hmm.
(bell ringing)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- Have you seen Anne?
- No, it's early yet.
- But it is getting late.
- Why, something
bothering you, Manuel?
- This cruise, I must return
here within three weeks.
- Well I guarantee you will.
- That will be fine.
Do you suppose Anne
has changed her mind?
- Hmm, not if I know dames.
- Don't worry,
Manuel, she'll show.
- Hello, everybody.
- You really moved
out bag and baggage.
- Take the bags below.
Captain's cabin, the
large one on the right.
- Wait a minute.
There are two of us.
We thought that we'd
bunk in the big cabin.
- I'm sorry, it is
reserved for Anne.
- Manuel's right.
- Thank you, gentlemen.
- De nada.
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- Oh, boy, look
what I discovered.
Right from the Rue De La Paix.
Oui, oui, miseur,
oui, oui, Paris.
Hey, no kidding, you oughta
get a load of this galley,
they got everything.
- I mean, that's news to you?
- Oh, no, just that I
never knew you were
quite that smart.
Mm.
Did we steal a boat?
No, we get Manuel
to steal it for us.
And do we know it's stolen?
We do not.
And we are shocked to discover
that Manuel is not the owner.
Just in case the law shows up.
And somehow the law
always shows up.
Mm.
♪ Oh, a capital ship
for an ocean trip ♪
♪ Was the Wallowing
Window Blind ♪
(Joe laughing)
- I think we're crazy.
What if they don't
find the gold?
- All my life I've been
on a treasure hunt.
Every time I thought
I'd found something,
it turned out to be nothing.
I've made an awful
lot of mistakes.
- Who doesn't make them?
But with the right company,
what's the difference?
- Didn't anyone ever
teach you as a little girl
never to disturb a
man at the wheel?
Alright, all hands
out, look alive.
Well, what kept you?
- It was my own mother, son.
Waving goodbye like.
- I'll have no sloppy
sentiment aboard my ship.
- Aye, aye, sir, Captain Bligh.
- Well we're underway
and out to sea,
we oughta find out how we stand.
- What do you mean, Joe?
- We've gotta have a captain.
I nominate me.
Alright with you, Manuel?
- Of course, Joe.
- I'm a bang up bosun
begging your pardon, captain.
- You're the cook.
- What, with a woman onboard?
- Anne will not cook.
- We'd probably
regret it if she did.
Manuel, Anne, you're
part of the crew.
You mind your
manners and you get
your regular ration of grog.
Agreed?
- Agreed.
- Agreed.
But, um, could we please
not have so many bad jokes?
- Blimey, that's mutiny, sir.
- She's right,
Ernie, knock it off.
Anne, you wanna take the
wheel while we change course.
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If this wind keeps up
we'll make good time
and save our diesel oil.
- [Manuel] She will
keep up, I know it.
We have luck aboard.
- Hold her in the wind.
- Ow.
What do you do in your
spare time, lift elephants?
- He's also known as
Popeye the Sailor.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- But without a chart, how
can you hope to find it?
- I've got the chart in my mind.
All memorized, longitude,
latitude, everything.
You just relax, Manuel.
I'll get you there.
(atmospheric jazz music)
- You're beginning to regret
this trip, aren't you?
- Yes.
I will never be happy
till I get this ship
and you back to Majorca.
- Manuel, I'm not a
little Spanish girl
who's never been away from home.
- I should not have
agreed to come.
But I wanted to
be with you, Anne.
Let's go back.
- But Manuel, what
about the gold?
- They may find the
gold and they may not.
We have so little time.
You will go back
home and forget me.
- Is that what
you think, Manuel?
- That is what I think.
It is not what I hope.
- Let's go on.
Who knows what might happen?
(atmospheric jazz music)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- Hey, lots of room.
Come ahead.
Wow.
♪ I gotta be by you
♪ I gotta be by you
- Hi.
- [Anne] You've known Ernie
for quite a while, I presume.
- Yeah, quite a while.
- [Anne] You're good
friends, I imagine.
- Sure.
Why, what's this
all about anyway?
- In someway, I just can't
connect the two of you.
- Oh, Ernie's alright.
He's tough when he has to
be but he's good natured.
He'd jump overboard
if I asked him to.
- Would he?
- Sure, he'd give me
the shirt off his back.
- With a knife in it.
- Honey, he's harmless.
- I still wouldn't trust him.
- Well, you'd be wrong.
- Well just see that
he stays away from me.
- He's harmless.
By the way, thanks for having
that little talk with Manuel.
He needed it.
- He did the
talking, I listened.
He's worried about
one thing, me.
- I'd say that you
keep him that way.
- He doesn't trust Ernie.
Or you.
- I'm after gold.
I've had a lot of
dames in my life.
But very little gold.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- [Manuel] Reporting
for duty, captain.
- All yours, take over.
- Wonderful night.
- Making good time, too.
(door scraping)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- What's the matter,
Anne, did I scare ya?
- I thought I heard something.
- What?
- Someone tried my door.
- Oh, you know how it is at sea.
Things kinda rattle around.
Why don't you get in the bunk
and get a good night's sleep,
huh?
Goodnight.
- [Anne] Goodnight.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- Choice scraps.
Okay you fish, come and get it.
Good eatin'.
Who ya got in the second race?
- Just looking around.
- Boss, that's some navigator.
Looking for the wind?
What happened to it?
- Dropping.
- No, we're gonna
hit a calm first.
- What do you mean first?
- One day in the Pacific,
I seen it just like this
the day before a big blow.
- Yeah, I know, Why
don't you get below
and fix me some bacon?
- Aye, aye, sir.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- What's troubling you Manuel?
- The same thing
that's troubling you.
The storm.
- Don't worry,
we'll ride it out.
- I hope so.
- Good morning.
- Buenos dias, senorita.
Well, we got a little
bit of everything
for you this morning.
Flying fish, seagulls, dolphins.
Even a storm coming up.
- I've seen them before.
- Yeah, but this is
something special.
(ominous orchestral music)
- So?
- So Manuel's got a long face.
He's not only worried
about the boat,
he's torching for you.
He says you say he's only a boy.
- What else is he but a boy?
- A very rich boy.
- Thank you for reminding me.
- Hey, Ernie, come
on, look alive.
Come on, let's get
these sails down.
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- Invoices are being mailed,
and the shipment will be
made especially to you.
I think that will do
for today, Yvette.
Ah, business, business.
Necessary evil.
- Mr. LeClerc, you
asked me to remind you--
- Ah, ah, ah, Yvette, no more.
Please, hmm.
- To call Manuel.
- Ah, yes, of course.
Huh, you are a joy, Yvette.
Put in the call.
- Look at the sea.
Those greasy swells.
Feel the air.
Stagnant.
There isn't a breath of wind.
If this keeps up, well
I have the feeling
we'll never get back in time.
- Manuel.
- You fellas
don't care what happens.
I do.
I'm going back.
- Manuel.
- I say we turn back right now.
- You can't do that, Sonny boy.
That's mutiny.
- I have something important
I'd like to discuss with you.
- No, nothing will change me.
Nothing.
- You don't object
to having a little talk
with me in private, do ya?
- Don't worry, Anne.
Joe won't hurt him.
- Won't hurt him?
You let go of me.
- Joe just wants to talk
a little sense to him.
Be good now.
Don't crab the act.
(speaking in foreign language)
- Your call, miseur.
- Merci.
Hello, LeClerc here.
Manuel?
Oh, Rivera.
How are you coming
along with my ship?
You haven't seen it
for, oh, wait, now wait.
- But, Miseur LeClerc, I
have nothing from Manuel.
- It's my ship, I
say we turn back.
- [Joe] What'd you say?
- I said we turn back.
- No, before you said that.
- I said it's my ship.
- It's not your ship.
I checked up on you.
Of course, Anne
doesn't know that.
And she won't.
Unless I tell her.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- I don't understand.
Manuel has disappeared
with Le Cygne.
- Ah, Senor Montsega.
- Rivera, this is an
unexpected pleasure.
- I talked with you
on the telephone.
It's very important you
call Misuer LeClerc.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- [Manuel] I never saw the
barometer this low before.
- What makes it so hot?
I can hardly get my breath.
What are you doing?
- Changing course,
heading for the nearest land.
You better get below.
Alright, batten
everything moveable down.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(rain pattering)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(water splashing)
Get below and secure the hatch.
Come on.
(wind howling)
(rain pattering)
(wave crashing)
(wave crashing)
- We'll latch you in.
- Get inside or you'll
get a broken neck.
(waves crashing)
(head banging against wall)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(doors banging)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(rain pattering)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
- Manuel hit his head.
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(water splashing)
(doors banging)
- You alright?
I got you into a deal, didn't I?
- You certainly did.
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(doors banging)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
- Joe, Joe?
- Ernie, give me a hand!
Ernie, come on.
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
- Oh, Miseur LeClerc.
- Oui?
- I've been trying
to find you everywhere.
- You didn't call my home?
- Miseur.
- Oh, Yvette, you are a jewel.
- There is a telegram
about Le Cygne.
- What does it say?
- Hurricane subsided.
Can renew search for Le
Cygne but survival doubtful.
Advise.
Signed, Montsega.
- Care of Montsega, please,
continue look for Le Cygne.
Inform Coast Guard and advise.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(motor stalling)
- She's jammed.
(water splashing)
- The propellor is fouled.
Sea kelp.
Don't try to start
the engine again.
(water splashing)
- Standby the motor.
(water splashing)
Alright, try the motor now.
(motor stalling)
Shut it off.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
Throw a line over, will ya?
- Joe, what's that?
- What?
- It looks like a jelly fish.
- It's a Portuguese man
o' war, get out of here.
Get onboard.
- Why?
- [Joe] They're poison,
go on, get up there.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(Joe screaming)
(Anne screaming)
- Ernie?
What can we do?
- There are some wild
herbs on those islands
that will draw out the poison.
- Well let's hurry out of here.
Do you want him to die?
(engine whirring)
- Ernie, take it easy, please.
- This is ain't no
time to take it easy.
- You know, I put my
finger in a light socket
once when I was a kid.
It felt just like this.
- Try not to talk Joe.
- Hey, hey we're clear.
- Yes, Joe, we're clear.
- What are you looking at?
- Nothing, Joe.
Nothing.
- Now how far are them islands?
- Give me the wheel.
- Oh, relax.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- How is he?
- Asleep,
but he's kicking around a lot.
- Got the leaves?
- Yeah.
- Man, that stuff's
hotter than liniment.
- It's helping you.
- I've never been so
hot before in my life.
- [Anne] Here drink this.
- Have I got to
drink this stuff too?
You sure Manuel picked
the right herbs?
That stuff would kill a jackass.
- [Anne] I don't think so.
You're still alive.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- You got a cigarette?
What's the matter?
- Nothing, nothing.
- Tastes good.
It's cooled off a
little, hasn't it?
- Yes, yes it has.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(waves crashing)
(waves crashing)
- Anne, you're wonderful.
- That cool water was wonderful.
- I love you more than
anything in the world.
More than my life.
I need you, Anne.
- Stop it.
Stop it!
No, just stop it!
Now stop it.
(hand whacking against cheek)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- You don't care about me.
You're all alike.
The three of you.
Gold, that's all you want.
Alright then, find
it without me.
- Manuel.
Manuel.
Manuel.
Manuel, come back here.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(engine whirring)
(anchor clattering)
- Where do you think
you're going, Sonny boy?
(wrench whacking against head)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Joe, Joe, he's killing him!
(elbow thudding against stomach)
(fists whacking against face)
- What'd you wanna hit me for?
- I had to, you
wouldn't let him go.
- Ah, the kid threw
a wrench at me.
I must have got mad.
- Alright, let's have
a happy ship, huh?
Come on, tell the
kid you're sorry.
Come on.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
That's it, alright.
- Are you kidding?
- I thought you
had a good memory?
- What does he mean?
- Our own private
little goldmine.
- I'm not such a bad
navigator after all, am I?
- All along I thought
you two were kidding.
What are you gonna do
with all that money?
- Well, Ernie and
I were gonna buy
a Coastwise Freight Line.
Big ships.
What about you, what are you
gonna do with your share?
- Spend it.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(water bubbling)
(water bubbling)
- It's down there alright.
- Let's have a go at it.
- I had company down below.
- Sharks?
- Small one,
but maybe papa's around.
We'll all carry harpoon guns
and not take any chances.
- Not to worry, I just
bit off that tail.
Roof.
(group laughing)
(water splashing)
(water bubbling)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
(water bubbling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(plane engine whirring)
(coins clattering)
(water bubbling)
♪ So many things to live for
♪ So little time to reason why
♪ We're only here for a while
♪ So let's smile
while passing by ♪
♪ We can't waste a
precious moment ♪
♪ For time's a thing
we can't defy ♪
♪ And let's be
thankful forever ♪
♪ We're together
♪ While passing by
♪ And everyday
(coins clattering)
♪ We'll greet the morning
(coins clattering)
♪ Walk through each night
♪ With stars above
♪ We'll bless the sun
(coins clattering)
♪ At each new dawning
♪ And fill our
lifetime with love ♪
♪ There's a million
thrills to share dear ♪
♪ And we won't care
though time may fly ♪
♪ We're only here for a while
♪ So let's smile
♪ While passing by
(atmospheric jazz music)
- Howdy.
Mighty pretty picture.
Now where's Joe and Manuel?
- Working on the gear.
- Working, hmm.
Working.
I just got through
working in the galley.
You know, I'm getting mighty
good and tired of that galley.
I'm doing like
double work, like.
- We all are.
- Yeah, but not for long.
Not the way we're dragging
up these gold pieces.
You know, I never knew
gold could be so pretty.
I figure on taking my
share of the treasure
and buying me a nice,
good little ship,
and sail slowly
around the world.
Sound interesting?
- Very.
- So you know what I mean.
- Not personally.
- You'll change your mind.
(door banging)
- What's bothering you?
- Look, you won't listen to me,
but you'd better watch Ernie.
- Now what do you mean by that?
- Just watch him.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(mast thudding on deck)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
- What happened to Ernie?
- Never make a trip
empty-handed, they always say.
- When I say up, I mean up.
(Ernie laughing)
(coins clattering)
- Holy moly.
Wow.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(coins clattering)
- I wouldn't worry about it.
You'll get your share.
(coins clattering)
- Sure is pretty, ain't it?
Hey, why don't we split
it up four ways now, huh?
(coins clattering)
What a grouch.
(lock clacking)
- We'll cut it up
when we get home.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
(wreckage rumbling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
- (exhaling) I've got
to rest for a while.
- You shouldn't be doing this.
It's a man's job.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
- Well, here I go again.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(harpoon gun clacking)
(harpoon gun clacking)
- [Joe] We've got enough.
- Enough, what do you mean?
- It's too tough.
That wreck shifting
around, the sharks.
Besides, we're all worn out.
- You mean you're gonna
leave that gold down there?
- Look, there must
be a hundred sharks
around that thing by now.
- So what? We'll wait.
What's one more day?
Come on, Joe.
How's about it, huh?
- (chuckling) Alright, one
more day, but that's it.
- Okay.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(water bubbling)
(coins clattering)
(water bubbling)
- What about Ernie?
- I signaled him to come up.
- Ah, I'll go down and get him.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
What's wrong?
- Ernie just went aboard.
- [Joe] Let's go.
- What are you doing here?
- You and I are gonna take
a little cruise, baby.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- [Anne] Joe?
Joe?
(door clattering)
Joe?
Joe, Joe?
(footsteps thudding)
Joe?
(dramatic orchestral music)
- [Ernie] Get away
from that door.
- What's the matter with
you, you gone crazy?
- Yeah, I'm crazy, alright.
I got the girl and
I got the dough,
and I'm crazy.
- Have far do you
think you'd get?
- A long ways,
sucker. (chuckling)
Big man, Joe Balfour.
Kicking ole Ernie about.
Making him cook and
taking his money.
Well how's it feel to
be on the other end?
- What's the matter with
you, have you gone nuts?
- Oh, sure, sure.
I get the upper
hand, now I'm nuts.
Well I'm gonna give you
three to get off this ship.
You and that punk.
- Calm down.
- One.
Two.
Three.
- Hey!
(harpoons whooshing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
I tried to stop him.
- Let's get him to his bunk.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
So, I think he'll be alright.
He's too ornery to die.
(dramatic orchestral music)
Manuel, you better get
that skip out of the water,
so we can get ready
to sail for homeland.
- Manuel!
(dramatic orchestral music)
Manuel.
- Joe, it's Miseur LeClerc.
What will we do?
- Who is he?
- Just the guy that owns
the boat, that's all.
Ah, Miseur LeClerc.
- My ship, my beautiful ship.
Just look at her.
I'll see you go to prison.
All of you!
Yes, even the young lady.
- Ah, Miseur LeClerc.
- Yes, yes, all to
prison, together silent.
- If you would just step
down here for a moment.
- Ah, I tell you,
I will not listen.
- Please, Mr--
- Mm, nothing
you can say will change my mind.
- Look.
(LeClerc whistling)
(coins clattering)
Your ship worked like a
good luck charm for us.
- Three million in gold.
- Three, three million dollars?
- Yes, and one-fifth goes to
owner of the ship, of course.
But actually the
credit goes to Manuel.
- Well we drink a toast.
My finest brandy.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- How are you gonna spend
your share of the loot?
- Find a partner and go
into the shipping business.
- Not a bad idea.
- I agree.
- Salute.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(boat engine whirring)
(horn blaring)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(horn blaring)
- [LeClerc] Manuel, what is it?
- It's the (speaking
in foreign language)
The Coast Guard.
They've ordered us to stop.
- They'll probably
send us to prison.
- I want nothing to
do with the gold.
Understand, nothing.
- Okay, okay.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- You and your buried treasure.
- Now take it easy,
all they can do
is confiscate the gold.
- All of it?
- Well, I could have given
the Spanish government 50%.
I didn't.
Can't win 'em all, honey.
I'm sorry.
- Joe?
- Can't shoot a guy
for trying, can they?
(dramatic orchestral music)
(horn blowing)
- We must follow them.
- What about our partnership?
- Well I think we might be
able to find another state.
- But no more buried treasure.
Promise.
- Promise.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(upbeat tropical music)
♪ Wherever you go
♪ And whatever you do
♪ I want you to know
♪ That I'm going there too
♪ I'll be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ By you, I'm gonna be by
♪ If you take dip
in a pretty lagoon ♪
♪ Or if you should flip
for a trip to the moon ♪
♪ I'll be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ By you, I'm gonna be by
♪ Summer
♪ Wintertime and springtime
♪ Have no fear my dear
♪ 'Cause I'll be near
♪ If you take a plane
on a visit to Spain ♪
♪ I know you won't blame me
♪ If I do the same
♪ To be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ 'Cause you I gotta be by
♪ Summer
♪ Wintertime and springtime
♪ Have no fear my dear
♪ 'Cause I'll be near
♪ If you take a plane
on a visit to Spain ♪
♪ I know you won't blame me
♪ If I do the same
♪ To be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ 'Cause you I gotta be by
(upbeat tropical jazz music)
♪ Be by you
(dramatic orchestral music)
- [LeClerc] This is
the island of Majorca.
Phoenicians, Greeks,
Romans, Arabs
coveted its important position
and each took possession of it.
But now the tide of
history has turned,
and holiday makers from all
over the world come to Majorca.
As Majorca takes
possession of them
as it has of me.
But even in the Garden of
Eden there was a serpent,
and one has reared its head
in this garden of mine.
Urgent business.
I must fly back to Paris.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
So I am saying au revoir
to the blue Mediterranean
that carries the one
great love of my life,
my ship, Le Cygne, The Swan.
How can I leave all this beauty?
I will be back.
Miseur, you always
come back to Majorca.
Hasta la vista.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(seagulls squawking)
(water bubbling)
(water splashing)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
- Senorita?
- Huh?
Oh, gracias.
- De nada.
- Sorry, no comprendo.
- Did you dive from the cliff?
- Ah, it was higher
than I thought.
- You are the first
lady I've ever heard of
to make that dive.
- And the last, I should hope.
It was a crazy thing to do.
- You'll excuse me for speaking
to you like this, a stranger.
- Perfectly alright.
- May I?
- Of course.
- You are perhaps
a champion diver?
- No, I've done quite
a lot of swimming.
- Then you're not
a professional?
- Professional model.
New York, Paris.
You understand what that means?
- Of course.
You are on a holiday?
- Uh-huh, on my vacation.
- And your husband?
- I'm not married.
I made the trip alone.
A girlfriend of mine
was coming with me,
but her boyfriend objected.
- And your boyfriend?
- I, are you, by any chance,
with the Spanish FBI?
- I am sorry if I
have offended you.
- Don't be.
My name is Anne Traymore.
- I am Manuel del Rio Montoya.
You like to swim very much?
- Mm-hmm.
- I have swum since I was two.
Two meters like walking.
The means of getting
to someplace,
but skin diving, spear fishing,
to explore the world
under the sea, ah.
- And your girlfriend?
Does she ever go along?
- I have no girlfriend.
- I haven't been spear
fishing since last summer.
- Would you be free
tomorrow morning?
- My time is my own here.
- Good, I have all
equipment onboard.
- Onboard?
- On Le cygne, The Swan.
- You have a lovely boat.
- Is it not?
- Very beautiful.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(water bubbling)
(boat whirring)
- Look at that one?
That's my baby.
- Le Cygne.
- French boat.
- Quite a skiff.
What do they do to a guy for
stealing a boat like that?
- Stealing, who's stealing?
I'm talking about borrowing.
- What about the
boat you borrowed
from under the noses
of the shore patrol?
- Well, I was a
lot younger then.
You know, that boat will
take us anywhere we wanna go.
Come on, let's go over
close and take a look.
(water bubbling)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- They got jails here, you know.
- There's nobody around.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
The owner really spends
money on this baby.
Look at the way she's kept up.
- Yeah, sure, come
on Joe, let's go.
You know, in Spain they might
make you walk the plank.
- Relax, Ernie, relax.
- Anybody home?
(water bubbling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(Ernie whistling)
Okay.
Wow.
(humming)
- Well what do
you think of this?
- Hey, when you find
out who goes with that,
let me know, will you?
Don't I look divine?
(perfume hissing)
Hey, come on.
- Ship log.
Ah, a Parisian owns this boat.
A Mr. Rene LeClerc.
An exporter.
Dames, dames, dames, wow.
There sure have been a
lot of them on this ship.
- I hate to interrupt
your reading, pal,
but you know--
- Yeah, I might
take this along with me.
There's nothing like a
good book to relax you.
- Yeah.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(tank thudding on deck)
Well, hello.
- Hello?
- There was no one around,
so we were just looking it over.
Is she for charter?
- I don't know, you'll
have to ask the owner.
- Hello there, my
name's Joe Balfour.
This is my friend
Ernie Williams.
- Manuel del Rio Montoya.
- Oh, you're not French?
- French, no, Majorcan.
Gentlemen, this is
Senorita Anne Traymore.
- A pleasure.
- Does she go with it?
- What's that?
- Oh, ah, private joke.
A compliment, I assure you.
We like your boat very much.
Do you ever charter her?
- No, never.
But I have two other ships
that might interest you.
- Two other ships?
- Not so fine, of course.
If you gentlemen are interested,
you might have cocktails
with me at El Borracha.
Say about seven?
- Fine, we'd like that.
- And I am hoping Senorita
Traymore will join us?
- Oh, I might be in the way
if you're going
to talk business.
- You could never be in the way.
- I think Manuel is right.
This senorita would
adorn any gathering.
Well, adios.
Come on, Ernie.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- Hey, maybe the French man
sold the boat to the kid.
- I think he's just putting
it on big for the girl.
We'll find out in town.
I'll meet you at
the El Borracha.
- Fine, except that
I'm out of scratch.
Hand me 10, will ya?
Hey, that's only five.
- So, spend less.
- Ah.
♪ I want you to know that
I'm going there too ♪
♪ I'll be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ By you, I'm gonna be by
♪ If you take a dip
in a pretty lagoon ♪
♪ Or if you should flip
for a trip to the moon ♪
♪ I'll be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ By you
♪ I'm gonna by by
♪ Summer
♪ Wintertime and springtime
♪ Have no fear my dear
♪ 'Cause I'll be near
- The man who carries my money
will be along in a minute.
Rest yourself.
♪ I know you won't blame
me if I do the same ♪
♪ To be by you
♪ Be by you
- Pay the man.
He's impatient.
(upbeat tropical music)
- Muchos gracias.
- Gracias.
- When I say 10, I mean 10.
Wow.
What'd you find out?
- The kid don't own Le
Cygne or any other boat.
He takes care of
them for people.
She don't know it.
The kid's taking her for a ride.
- Why not?
(crowd applauding)
(crowd chattering)
- Oh, good evening, gentlemen.
Sit down, please.
- Thanks.
Well, you two look like
you've been dancing together
for a long time.
- I wish it were true.
- We met yesterday.
- Oh, I'd never guess it.
But then, you know how it is?
- No, how is it?
- In the travel
folders, blue skies,
white beaches, tropical
splendor, romance.
- Ah, I thought
this was supposed
to be a business conversation?
- Well, it is.
Manuel.
(Ernie clearing throat)
- I don't seem to have a drink.
- Oh, excuse me.
- Si, senor?
- Shall it be tall ones?
- I don't know why not.
Have you reconsidered
chartering Le Cygne?
- I'm sorry, but you may charter
either one of the
other two ships.
The Sevilla is fairly large.
If I knew what
you wanted it for?
- Well, it's a
pretty tough cruise.
It'd take quite a boat.
I've seen The Sevilla.
It won't do.
(customers chattering)
Gracias.
(upbeat tropical music)
To our evening.
Manuel, would you mind if I
asked Anne to dance with me?
- Not at all.
- Now if I can just
persuade the young lady.
Madame.
- A funny thing, my
glass seems to be empty.
- Of course, excuse
my negligence.
- Manuel, (laughing) I see
where I'm gonna like you.
- I'll probably be
quite a disappointment
after that agile Latin.
- Would you like a polite
answer or the truth?
- It's too bad, that
kid's really overmatched.
Handsome, owns a boat, too.
- And young.
- Well after I pick
myself up off the floor,
I'll try to think
of something to say.
New York?
- Yes.
Midwest?
- Oh, further west.
- Model?
- Boat bum?
- You know honey,
one of these days
that left of yours is gonna
get you in a lot of trouble.
You know, I, I'd like
to have a little talk
with you in private.
- I'll bet you would.
- Do you read minds?
- Some times.
- Well you'd be wrong.
This is strictly business.
About a fortune and
how to acquire it.
- How interesting.
Talk.
- I'm serious.
This is involves about
a million dollars.
Only I, I need a boat.
- I see.
- A particular boat.
Should we have that
talk say tonight?
After you lose junior?
Say on the beach
below the cliffs?
- Let's say tomorrow morning.
I never make important
decisions at night.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- [Joe] Good morning.
- You look more
natural that way.
- Well so do you.
May I?
- My, such a attentiveness.
- Well, I've gotta do
something to keep
up with Manuel.
Pretty?
- Very.
Heavy, too.
- That's pure gold.
- A real gold coin.
What is it?
- Spanish doubloon.
Here's its twin.
(coins clinking)
- And you know where
there's lots more of them?
- About two, maybe three
million dollars worth.
Buried in about 50
or 60 feet of water.
Not too far from here.
- Then why don't
you go after them?
- [Joe] I need a certain boat,
and I need the right gear.
- So you want Le Cygne?
- For 25%, I think even a
rich young man like Manuel
would be interested.
Whom I can't get to but you can.
- What makes you so sure?
- Please, you think junior
wouldn't be interested
in a trip with you into
the wild blue beyond?
- You don't have a very
high opinion of me, do you?
- I think you're
a very smart girl.
(seagulls squawking)
- And if I go along?
- A four-way split.
You, Manuel, Ernie and me.
(Anne laughing)
Well what's so funny?
- Treasure hunt, pirate's gold,
and I'm sitting here listening.
I've heard some strange
approaches in my time,
but this tops them all.
- You flatter yourself.
You think I'd go to
all this trouble?
- Just for me, you mean?
- Yeah, that's
exactly what I mean.
Ernie and I picked
up an ole lugger.
We were running freight
along the African Coast.
One day a couple of
big shots came up to us
and wanted us to haul
some heavy cargo for them.
I didn't think the
old tub could make it,
but they offered a big
price, payment in gold.
We were broke, so we
couldn't turn it down.
- Well go on, I'm listening.
- The cargo consisted of
thousands of these gold coins.
Only we didn't make it.
We ran into a storm
three days out,
and we founded off an
unchartered island.
Ernie and I made it to shore.
The others didn't make it.
- How did you get
off the island?
- A commercial
airliner spotted us.
Several days later a
freighter picked us up.
A likely story?
- Not to.
- Doesn't a cruise
aboard a beautiful yacht
like Le Cygne sound
enticing to you?
(singing in foreign language)
(hands clapping)
(audience applauding)
(atmospheric guitar)
(shoes tapping on stage)
(singing in foreign language)
(shoes tapping on stage)
(singing in foreign language)
(hands clapping)
(upbeat guitar)
(shoes tapping on stage)
(atmospheric guitar)
(shoes tapping on stage)
(upbeat guitar)
(shoes tapping on stage)
(singing in foreign language)
(audience applauding)
(upbeat tropical music)
- He's gotta get hooked.
Otherwise he just ain't human.
- He's human.
(Manuel humming)
♪ By you, be by you
(humming)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- Hola?
Long distance, please.
Calling Paris.
- Oh, so nice to
be with you again.
- (speaking in foreign
language) I miss you very much.
- Very much.
- Champagne, (speaking
in foreign language).
- Oh, no, no, no.
It is an overrated wine.
Besides it does
not agree with me.
- Your usual wine, miseur?
- Thank you.
- A long distance call
for you, Monsieur LeClerc.
- Now?
Who would be calling me here?
(speaking in foreign language)
- Oh, ah.
- I know you are planning
to go on a cruise,
but they think it should
first go to dry dock
for about three weeks.
- Dry dock?
But I intend on
returning to helm
at the end of the week.
- But Miseur, the motors
need to be tuned up,
the keel examined, the
steering gear adjusted,
and the entire ship repainted.
- It was painted six months ago.
- I am thinking only of
your welfare, miseur.
I know how proud
you are of Le Cygne.
- No, champagne (speaking
in foreign language).
- Make sure they do
a good job, Manuel.
- Thank you, I will,
Miseur LeClerc.
- Alright, I will be
there in three weeks.
Au revoir.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
(customers chattering)
- Mm, the wine, it is wonderful.
- Mm-hmm.
(bell ringing)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- Have you seen Anne?
- No, it's early yet.
- But it is getting late.
- Why, something
bothering you, Manuel?
- This cruise, I must return
here within three weeks.
- Well I guarantee you will.
- That will be fine.
Do you suppose Anne
has changed her mind?
- Hmm, not if I know dames.
- Don't worry,
Manuel, she'll show.
- Hello, everybody.
- You really moved
out bag and baggage.
- Take the bags below.
Captain's cabin, the
large one on the right.
- Wait a minute.
There are two of us.
We thought that we'd
bunk in the big cabin.
- I'm sorry, it is
reserved for Anne.
- Manuel's right.
- Thank you, gentlemen.
- De nada.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Oh, boy, look
what I discovered.
Right from the Rue De La Paix.
Oui, oui, miseur,
oui, oui, Paris.
Hey, no kidding, you oughta
get a load of this galley,
they got everything.
- I mean, that's news to you?
- Oh, no, just that I
never knew you were
quite that smart.
Mm.
Did we steal a boat?
No, we get Manuel
to steal it for us.
And do we know it's stolen?
We do not.
And we are shocked to discover
that Manuel is not the owner.
Just in case the law shows up.
And somehow the law
always shows up.
Mm.
♪ Oh, a capital ship
for an ocean trip ♪
♪ Was the Wallowing
Window Blind ♪
(Joe laughing)
- I think we're crazy.
What if they don't
find the gold?
- All my life I've been
on a treasure hunt.
Every time I thought
I'd found something,
it turned out to be nothing.
I've made an awful
lot of mistakes.
- Who doesn't make them?
But with the right company,
what's the difference?
- Didn't anyone ever
teach you as a little girl
never to disturb a
man at the wheel?
Alright, all hands
out, look alive.
Well, what kept you?
- It was my own mother, son.
Waving goodbye like.
- I'll have no sloppy
sentiment aboard my ship.
- Aye, aye, sir, Captain Bligh.
- Well we're underway
and out to sea,
we oughta find out how we stand.
- What do you mean, Joe?
- We've gotta have a captain.
I nominate me.
Alright with you, Manuel?
- Of course, Joe.
- I'm a bang up bosun
begging your pardon, captain.
- You're the cook.
- What, with a woman onboard?
- Anne will not cook.
- We'd probably
regret it if she did.
Manuel, Anne, you're
part of the crew.
You mind your
manners and you get
your regular ration of grog.
Agreed?
- Agreed.
- Agreed.
But, um, could we please
not have so many bad jokes?
- Blimey, that's mutiny, sir.
- She's right,
Ernie, knock it off.
Anne, you wanna take the
wheel while we change course.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
If this wind keeps up
we'll make good time
and save our diesel oil.
- [Manuel] She will
keep up, I know it.
We have luck aboard.
- Hold her in the wind.
- Ow.
What do you do in your
spare time, lift elephants?
- He's also known as
Popeye the Sailor.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- But without a chart, how
can you hope to find it?
- I've got the chart in my mind.
All memorized, longitude,
latitude, everything.
You just relax, Manuel.
I'll get you there.
(atmospheric jazz music)
- You're beginning to regret
this trip, aren't you?
- Yes.
I will never be happy
till I get this ship
and you back to Majorca.
- Manuel, I'm not a
little Spanish girl
who's never been away from home.
- I should not have
agreed to come.
But I wanted to
be with you, Anne.
Let's go back.
- But Manuel, what
about the gold?
- They may find the
gold and they may not.
We have so little time.
You will go back
home and forget me.
- Is that what
you think, Manuel?
- That is what I think.
It is not what I hope.
- Let's go on.
Who knows what might happen?
(atmospheric jazz music)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- Hey, lots of room.
Come ahead.
Wow.
♪ I gotta be by you
♪ I gotta be by you
- Hi.
- [Anne] You've known Ernie
for quite a while, I presume.
- Yeah, quite a while.
- [Anne] You're good
friends, I imagine.
- Sure.
Why, what's this
all about anyway?
- In someway, I just can't
connect the two of you.
- Oh, Ernie's alright.
He's tough when he has to
be but he's good natured.
He'd jump overboard
if I asked him to.
- Would he?
- Sure, he'd give me
the shirt off his back.
- With a knife in it.
- Honey, he's harmless.
- I still wouldn't trust him.
- Well, you'd be wrong.
- Well just see that
he stays away from me.
- He's harmless.
By the way, thanks for having
that little talk with Manuel.
He needed it.
- He did the
talking, I listened.
He's worried about
one thing, me.
- I'd say that you
keep him that way.
- He doesn't trust Ernie.
Or you.
- I'm after gold.
I've had a lot of
dames in my life.
But very little gold.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- [Manuel] Reporting
for duty, captain.
- All yours, take over.
- Wonderful night.
- Making good time, too.
(door scraping)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- What's the matter,
Anne, did I scare ya?
- I thought I heard something.
- What?
- Someone tried my door.
- Oh, you know how it is at sea.
Things kinda rattle around.
Why don't you get in the bunk
and get a good night's sleep,
huh?
Goodnight.
- [Anne] Goodnight.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- Choice scraps.
Okay you fish, come and get it.
Good eatin'.
Who ya got in the second race?
- Just looking around.
- Boss, that's some navigator.
Looking for the wind?
What happened to it?
- Dropping.
- No, we're gonna
hit a calm first.
- What do you mean first?
- One day in the Pacific,
I seen it just like this
the day before a big blow.
- Yeah, I know, Why
don't you get below
and fix me some bacon?
- Aye, aye, sir.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- What's troubling you Manuel?
- The same thing
that's troubling you.
The storm.
- Don't worry,
we'll ride it out.
- I hope so.
- Good morning.
- Buenos dias, senorita.
Well, we got a little
bit of everything
for you this morning.
Flying fish, seagulls, dolphins.
Even a storm coming up.
- I've seen them before.
- Yeah, but this is
something special.
(ominous orchestral music)
- So?
- So Manuel's got a long face.
He's not only worried
about the boat,
he's torching for you.
He says you say he's only a boy.
- What else is he but a boy?
- A very rich boy.
- Thank you for reminding me.
- Hey, Ernie, come
on, look alive.
Come on, let's get
these sails down.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Invoices are being mailed,
and the shipment will be
made especially to you.
I think that will do
for today, Yvette.
Ah, business, business.
Necessary evil.
- Mr. LeClerc, you
asked me to remind you--
- Ah, ah, ah, Yvette, no more.
Please, hmm.
- To call Manuel.
- Ah, yes, of course.
Huh, you are a joy, Yvette.
Put in the call.
- Look at the sea.
Those greasy swells.
Feel the air.
Stagnant.
There isn't a breath of wind.
If this keeps up, well
I have the feeling
we'll never get back in time.
- Manuel.
- You fellas
don't care what happens.
I do.
I'm going back.
- Manuel.
- I say we turn back right now.
- You can't do that, Sonny boy.
That's mutiny.
- I have something important
I'd like to discuss with you.
- No, nothing will change me.
Nothing.
- You don't object
to having a little talk
with me in private, do ya?
- Don't worry, Anne.
Joe won't hurt him.
- Won't hurt him?
You let go of me.
- Joe just wants to talk
a little sense to him.
Be good now.
Don't crab the act.
(speaking in foreign language)
- Your call, miseur.
- Merci.
Hello, LeClerc here.
Manuel?
Oh, Rivera.
How are you coming
along with my ship?
You haven't seen it
for, oh, wait, now wait.
- But, Miseur LeClerc, I
have nothing from Manuel.
- It's my ship, I
say we turn back.
- [Joe] What'd you say?
- I said we turn back.
- No, before you said that.
- I said it's my ship.
- It's not your ship.
I checked up on you.
Of course, Anne
doesn't know that.
And she won't.
Unless I tell her.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- I don't understand.
Manuel has disappeared
with Le Cygne.
- Ah, Senor Montsega.
- Rivera, this is an
unexpected pleasure.
- I talked with you
on the telephone.
It's very important you
call Misuer LeClerc.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- [Manuel] I never saw the
barometer this low before.
- What makes it so hot?
I can hardly get my breath.
What are you doing?
- Changing course,
heading for the nearest land.
You better get below.
Alright, batten
everything moveable down.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(rain pattering)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(water splashing)
Get below and secure the hatch.
Come on.
(wind howling)
(rain pattering)
(wave crashing)
(wave crashing)
- We'll latch you in.
- Get inside or you'll
get a broken neck.
(waves crashing)
(head banging against wall)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(doors banging)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(rain pattering)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
- Manuel hit his head.
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(water splashing)
(doors banging)
- You alright?
I got you into a deal, didn't I?
- You certainly did.
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(doors banging)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
- Joe, Joe?
- Ernie, give me a hand!
Ernie, come on.
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
(waves crashing)
(wind howling)
- Oh, Miseur LeClerc.
- Oui?
- I've been trying
to find you everywhere.
- You didn't call my home?
- Miseur.
- Oh, Yvette, you are a jewel.
- There is a telegram
about Le Cygne.
- What does it say?
- Hurricane subsided.
Can renew search for Le
Cygne but survival doubtful.
Advise.
Signed, Montsega.
- Care of Montsega, please,
continue look for Le Cygne.
Inform Coast Guard and advise.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(motor stalling)
- She's jammed.
(water splashing)
- The propellor is fouled.
Sea kelp.
Don't try to start
the engine again.
(water splashing)
- Standby the motor.
(water splashing)
Alright, try the motor now.
(motor stalling)
Shut it off.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
Throw a line over, will ya?
- Joe, what's that?
- What?
- It looks like a jelly fish.
- It's a Portuguese man
o' war, get out of here.
Get onboard.
- Why?
- [Joe] They're poison,
go on, get up there.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(Joe screaming)
(Anne screaming)
- Ernie?
What can we do?
- There are some wild
herbs on those islands
that will draw out the poison.
- Well let's hurry out of here.
Do you want him to die?
(engine whirring)
- Ernie, take it easy, please.
- This is ain't no
time to take it easy.
- You know, I put my
finger in a light socket
once when I was a kid.
It felt just like this.
- Try not to talk Joe.
- Hey, hey we're clear.
- Yes, Joe, we're clear.
- What are you looking at?
- Nothing, Joe.
Nothing.
- Now how far are them islands?
- Give me the wheel.
- Oh, relax.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- How is he?
- Asleep,
but he's kicking around a lot.
- Got the leaves?
- Yeah.
- Man, that stuff's
hotter than liniment.
- It's helping you.
- I've never been so
hot before in my life.
- [Anne] Here drink this.
- Have I got to
drink this stuff too?
You sure Manuel picked
the right herbs?
That stuff would kill a jackass.
- [Anne] I don't think so.
You're still alive.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- You got a cigarette?
What's the matter?
- Nothing, nothing.
- Tastes good.
It's cooled off a
little, hasn't it?
- Yes, yes it has.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(waves crashing)
(waves crashing)
- Anne, you're wonderful.
- That cool water was wonderful.
- I love you more than
anything in the world.
More than my life.
I need you, Anne.
- Stop it.
Stop it!
No, just stop it!
Now stop it.
(hand whacking against cheek)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- You don't care about me.
You're all alike.
The three of you.
Gold, that's all you want.
Alright then, find
it without me.
- Manuel.
Manuel.
Manuel.
Manuel, come back here.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(engine whirring)
(anchor clattering)
- Where do you think
you're going, Sonny boy?
(wrench whacking against head)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Joe, Joe, he's killing him!
(elbow thudding against stomach)
(fists whacking against face)
- What'd you wanna hit me for?
- I had to, you
wouldn't let him go.
- Ah, the kid threw
a wrench at me.
I must have got mad.
- Alright, let's have
a happy ship, huh?
Come on, tell the
kid you're sorry.
Come on.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
That's it, alright.
- Are you kidding?
- I thought you
had a good memory?
- What does he mean?
- Our own private
little goldmine.
- I'm not such a bad
navigator after all, am I?
- All along I thought
you two were kidding.
What are you gonna do
with all that money?
- Well, Ernie and
I were gonna buy
a Coastwise Freight Line.
Big ships.
What about you, what are you
gonna do with your share?
- Spend it.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(water bubbling)
(water bubbling)
- It's down there alright.
- Let's have a go at it.
- I had company down below.
- Sharks?
- Small one,
but maybe papa's around.
We'll all carry harpoon guns
and not take any chances.
- Not to worry, I just
bit off that tail.
Roof.
(group laughing)
(water splashing)
(water bubbling)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
(water bubbling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(plane engine whirring)
(coins clattering)
(water bubbling)
♪ So many things to live for
♪ So little time to reason why
♪ We're only here for a while
♪ So let's smile
while passing by ♪
♪ We can't waste a
precious moment ♪
♪ For time's a thing
we can't defy ♪
♪ And let's be
thankful forever ♪
♪ We're together
♪ While passing by
♪ And everyday
(coins clattering)
♪ We'll greet the morning
(coins clattering)
♪ Walk through each night
♪ With stars above
♪ We'll bless the sun
(coins clattering)
♪ At each new dawning
♪ And fill our
lifetime with love ♪
♪ There's a million
thrills to share dear ♪
♪ And we won't care
though time may fly ♪
♪ We're only here for a while
♪ So let's smile
♪ While passing by
(atmospheric jazz music)
- Howdy.
Mighty pretty picture.
Now where's Joe and Manuel?
- Working on the gear.
- Working, hmm.
Working.
I just got through
working in the galley.
You know, I'm getting mighty
good and tired of that galley.
I'm doing like
double work, like.
- We all are.
- Yeah, but not for long.
Not the way we're dragging
up these gold pieces.
You know, I never knew
gold could be so pretty.
I figure on taking my
share of the treasure
and buying me a nice,
good little ship,
and sail slowly
around the world.
Sound interesting?
- Very.
- So you know what I mean.
- Not personally.
- You'll change your mind.
(door banging)
- What's bothering you?
- Look, you won't listen to me,
but you'd better watch Ernie.
- Now what do you mean by that?
- Just watch him.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(mast thudding on deck)
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
- What happened to Ernie?
- Never make a trip
empty-handed, they always say.
- When I say up, I mean up.
(Ernie laughing)
(coins clattering)
- Holy moly.
Wow.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(coins clattering)
- I wouldn't worry about it.
You'll get your share.
(coins clattering)
- Sure is pretty, ain't it?
Hey, why don't we split
it up four ways now, huh?
(coins clattering)
What a grouch.
(lock clacking)
- We'll cut it up
when we get home.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
(wreckage rumbling)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
- (exhaling) I've got
to rest for a while.
- You shouldn't be doing this.
It's a man's job.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
- Well, here I go again.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(harpoon gun clacking)
(harpoon gun clacking)
- [Joe] We've got enough.
- Enough, what do you mean?
- It's too tough.
That wreck shifting
around, the sharks.
Besides, we're all worn out.
- You mean you're gonna
leave that gold down there?
- Look, there must
be a hundred sharks
around that thing by now.
- So what? We'll wait.
What's one more day?
Come on, Joe.
How's about it, huh?
- (chuckling) Alright, one
more day, but that's it.
- Okay.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(water bubbling)
(coins clattering)
(water bubbling)
- What about Ernie?
- I signaled him to come up.
- Ah, I'll go down and get him.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(water bubbling)
What's wrong?
- Ernie just went aboard.
- [Joe] Let's go.
- What are you doing here?
- You and I are gonna take
a little cruise, baby.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- [Anne] Joe?
Joe?
(door clattering)
Joe?
Joe, Joe?
(footsteps thudding)
Joe?
(dramatic orchestral music)
- [Ernie] Get away
from that door.
- What's the matter with
you, you gone crazy?
- Yeah, I'm crazy, alright.
I got the girl and
I got the dough,
and I'm crazy.
- Have far do you
think you'd get?
- A long ways,
sucker. (chuckling)
Big man, Joe Balfour.
Kicking ole Ernie about.
Making him cook and
taking his money.
Well how's it feel to
be on the other end?
- What's the matter with
you, have you gone nuts?
- Oh, sure, sure.
I get the upper
hand, now I'm nuts.
Well I'm gonna give you
three to get off this ship.
You and that punk.
- Calm down.
- One.
Two.
Three.
- Hey!
(harpoons whooshing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
I tried to stop him.
- Let's get him to his bunk.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
So, I think he'll be alright.
He's too ornery to die.
(dramatic orchestral music)
Manuel, you better get
that skip out of the water,
so we can get ready
to sail for homeland.
- Manuel!
(dramatic orchestral music)
Manuel.
- Joe, it's Miseur LeClerc.
What will we do?
- Who is he?
- Just the guy that owns
the boat, that's all.
Ah, Miseur LeClerc.
- My ship, my beautiful ship.
Just look at her.
I'll see you go to prison.
All of you!
Yes, even the young lady.
- Ah, Miseur LeClerc.
- Yes, yes, all to
prison, together silent.
- If you would just step
down here for a moment.
- Ah, I tell you,
I will not listen.
- Please, Mr--
- Mm, nothing
you can say will change my mind.
- Look.
(LeClerc whistling)
(coins clattering)
Your ship worked like a
good luck charm for us.
- Three million in gold.
- Three, three million dollars?
- Yes, and one-fifth goes to
owner of the ship, of course.
But actually the
credit goes to Manuel.
- Well we drink a toast.
My finest brandy.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- How are you gonna spend
your share of the loot?
- Find a partner and go
into the shipping business.
- Not a bad idea.
- I agree.
- Salute.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(boat engine whirring)
(horn blaring)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(horn blaring)
- [LeClerc] Manuel, what is it?
- It's the (speaking
in foreign language)
The Coast Guard.
They've ordered us to stop.
- They'll probably
send us to prison.
- I want nothing to
do with the gold.
Understand, nothing.
- Okay, okay.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- You and your buried treasure.
- Now take it easy,
all they can do
is confiscate the gold.
- All of it?
- Well, I could have given
the Spanish government 50%.
I didn't.
Can't win 'em all, honey.
I'm sorry.
- Joe?
- Can't shoot a guy
for trying, can they?
(dramatic orchestral music)
(horn blowing)
- We must follow them.
- What about our partnership?
- Well I think we might be
able to find another state.
- But no more buried treasure.
Promise.
- Promise.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(upbeat tropical music)
♪ Wherever you go
♪ And whatever you do
♪ I want you to know
♪ That I'm going there too
♪ I'll be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ By you, I'm gonna be by
♪ If you take dip
in a pretty lagoon ♪
♪ Or if you should flip
for a trip to the moon ♪
♪ I'll be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ By you, I'm gonna be by
♪ Summer
♪ Wintertime and springtime
♪ Have no fear my dear
♪ 'Cause I'll be near
♪ If you take a plane
on a visit to Spain ♪
♪ I know you won't blame me
♪ If I do the same
♪ To be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ 'Cause you I gotta be by
♪ Summer
♪ Wintertime and springtime
♪ Have no fear my dear
♪ 'Cause I'll be near
♪ If you take a plane
on a visit to Spain ♪
♪ I know you won't blame me
♪ If I do the same
♪ To be by you
♪ Be by you
♪ 'Cause you I gotta be by
(upbeat tropical jazz music)
♪ Be by you