Crusoe (1988) - full transcript

Robinson Crusoe is shipwrecked and he finds himself all alone on a tropical island. With a few tools he manages to rescue from the wreck he has to learn to support himself until help arrives.

Take care of him.

Yes, sir.

Morning, Mr. Crusoe.

Good morning.

What do you have?

Six men, four women,

one pregnant.

First sale

or resale?

First sale.

Sign here.

Colcol.

I don't think

he likes me.

Do you?

I wouldn't

think so.

Thank you, sir.

A fine buck,

and at a fair price.

Lot 122,

Mr. Tweetie.

Lot 122, gentlemen.

Female, name of Easter.

5' 4",

eight stone five pounds.

Sound and healthy.

A clear

blue-black complexion

and, I'm told,

a musical voice.

Gentlemen,

may we start

the bidding at $150?

$150, thank you.

I'm going to $200,

who will accompany me?

$200, thank you, sir.

Do I hear $250?

$250? $250?

Come, gentlemen, $300.

$350, thank you, sir.

$350. $350. $350.

$350... $400!

$400. $400. $400. $400.

$450? Thank you. $450.

Anyone say $500?

Thank you. $500.

$500. $500.

Going, going,

gone, to Mr. Gospel

for $500.

Thank you, sir.

Good choice.

Mr. Tweetie,

field hands.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Field hands.

...Crusoe.

Yes, Crusoe?

Mr. Mather,

I need the ship

for another run.

Well, it's a little late

in the year, isn't it?

I know it's late

in the year.

But I found out

the pens in Guinea

are crammed.

Well,

what do you reckon

you can buy them for?

$45 for a buck,

$20 for a girl.

Are you sure?

Positive.

Really?

Yes, I'm certain.

Crusoe, you're a liar.

If those pens are crammed,

it's $25 for a buck,

it's $10 for a girl.

Look, I like

your ambition.

And when your ambition

makes me money,

I like it even more.

Then give me the ship.

All right, all right.

Captain Harding

will be in command.

You'll consign to me

your stocks, your stables

as security

against damage or loss.

Are we agreed?

Thank you,

we are agreed.

Thank you very much,

Mr. Mather.

Boy!

Here. Come here.

I'll take that.

What...

But that's

for Mr. Crusoe.

Yes, I know

who it's for.

It just needs

a little flavor,

that's all.

There, now.

Real man's brew.

Go on, take it

to Mr. Crusoe.

Go on.

Knock on the door.

Mr. Crusoe, sir.

Your water.

Bless us, O Lord,

for these gifts.

Guide us with thy

infinite wisdom

to find the ship's course

and, please,

protect us

from the sea.

Amen.

Thank you, Reverend.

Usual

weather, Captain?

Ask the Lord,

Reverend Milne.

This is our first

autumn crossing.

Providence willed it.

Don't thank Providence,

Reverend.

Mr. Crusoe is

our benefactor.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Providence it is, sir,

though it wears

Mr. Crusoe's face.

The ship carries

Christ's spirit into Africa.

Reverend, the crew might

appreciate a few words.

To bolster their spirits.

Yes.

Scamp.

Get out.

Man overboard!

Hold it,

Jack! Hold it!

You don't

understand!

We're dead!

Captain!

Captain!

I think you'd better

get up on deck, sir.

It's as bad up there

as I've ever seen.

Get--Get out.

Oh, my God.

Hello!

Anyone hear me?

Scamp?

You all right?

What am I supposed to do,

come down and get you?

Where the hell

are we, Scamp?

No!

My curse on this island.

Come here, Scamp.

See our general store?

Hello?

If not mine,

whose are they?

Speak up!

Going,

going,

gone!

To the man with no shirt.

A little drink.

To me.

"We shall reach

the slave coast tomorrow."

Scamp.

Go out there.

Go see what it is.

I said,

go see what it is.

Go on!

A lot of good

you are!

Come here, piggy, piggy.

Here, pig.

Scamp?

Scamp!

Oh, my God.

Come here.

Come here!

I will see you

at supper.

Suppertime.

Come on.

Why aren't you eating?

What's the matter?

No meat?

Come on, eat. Eat.

You know I hate

eating alone.

Come here.

Let me feel your nose.

Oh, you're sick.

No wonder,

this time of year.

Rotten old weather.

I'm not feeling well myself.

But I'm eating.

I'm eating.

Scamp?

Do you know

what I'm gonna do for you?

I'm going to give you

my bed tonight.

How's that?

How's that, Scamp?

Come on, Scamp.

Come on, Scamp.

Get up.

There, there, lad.

Down the hatch.

Go to sleep.

You'll feel better

in the morning.

Scamp.

Good night.

Good night.

Lord,

I beg you

for my dog's life.

He's such a good dog.

I have come to need him.

Without him...

I shudder to think

of life on this island

without him.

Thank you, Lord. Amen.

Off they go!

You're a lucky man.

You're lucky first

because you're alive,

second because

you have a man like me

as your master.

And third

because I have no one

to sell you to.

I have no one

to sell you to!

Sit.

Wait!

Okay, eat.

Meat.

It's good. No?

Wipe that off your face,

would you, please?

Your face. Would you

wipe it off, please?

Wipe it off your face.

That's it.

Very good, Lucky.

My name is,

Crusoe.

You're Lucky and I'm Crusoe.

My name is Crusoe.

Master.

Can you say

"master"?

We'll do better tomorrow.

One day at a time.

And the better

I can trust you,

the better

you'll be treated.

Good night.

I hope the bedbugs

don't bite.

Lucky!

Let me down, you...

Get out of here,

you...

No.

Put your toe on it

and pull the trigger.

Trigger.

No, no...

No.

Don't do that.

Don't do that!

Is that my goose

you're eating?

My goose.

Back!

Meat?

Meat.

You understand?

You're eating meat.

Fire.

Fire.

Hot.

Fire.

Tree.

Leaves.

Ocean.

Sea.

Sand.

Sand.

Meat.

Sand.

Meat.

Meat.

Jala.

Meat, meat, meat,

meat, meat, meat.

Jala.

Jala?

Meat.

Meat!

That's right! Meat!

Meat.

♪ One man went to mow,

went to mow a meadow

♪ One man and his dog

went to mow a meadow

♪ Two men went to mow,

went to mow...

♪ To mow a meadow

♪ Two men...

♪ One man and his dog

went to mow a meadow

♪ Three men

went to mow...

♪ Went... ♪

♪ One man went to mow,

went to mow a meadow

♪ One man and his dog

went to mow a meadow

♪ Two men went to mow,

went to mow a meadow

♪ Two men...

One man and his dog

♪ went to mow a meadow ♪

♪ One man went to mow

♪ Went to mow a meadow

♪ One man and his dog

♪ Went to mow a meadow ♪

Ahoy!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, up here!

Hey!

Hello, there!

Up here!

Up here!

Who are you, sir?

My name is Crusoe.

You intend

to keep the cannibal,

Doctor?

When we return,

I intend to present

our friend above

to the Northern Institute.

So you'll sell him

to the Institute,

will you, Doctor?

I am a scientist,

not a slave dealer,

Mr. Mipps.

He will live

at the Institute.

Be better off there

than he is here.

These tribes

are a simple mass.

They don't think of

themselves as individuals.

Do they, Mr. Crusoe?

I'd like to get

some information

about the cannibal's

habits.

I had a thought.

Alongside

the cannibal exhibit,

you could lecture

about your experiences

on the island.