THE BLUE LAGOON

WRITTEN BY DOUGLAS DAY STEWART

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY H.D. STACPOOLE

TRANSCRIBED BY KENDRA STEINER

Columbia Pictures

The Blue Lagoon, in Pictures, Title, 1980

[[[Richard and Emmeline Lestrange are two eight-or-nine-year-old cousins on a ship bound for San Francisco with Arthur Lestrange, Richard’s father (Emmeline’s uncle). They are sitting on the bowsprit of the ship.]]]

EMMELINE: Richard, don’t go out too far!

RICHARD: Em’s a fraidy cat!!

[[[Arthur Lestrange sees them and hurries over. They come down of the bowsprit.]]]

ARTHUR: Richard! Emmeline! Come back here, this minute, and be careful. What’s gotten into you Richard? Bad enough to endanger yourself, but to encourage Emmeline?

RICHARD: I’m sorry father.

ARTHUR: I know you want to have fun. All I’m trying to do is getting us all to San Francisco in one piece.

RICHARD: Will mommy be coming to San ‘Forisco’?

ARTHUR: I don’t believe so, Richard.

EMMELINE: I told you. Once they go to heaven they don’t come back. Isn’t that right uncle Arthur? My mommy and daddy haven’t come back.

ARTHUR: Because God wants them to stay, to do his work, and wait for the day when you will take the long voyage to see them.

EMMELINE: When will that be?

ARTHUR: When you’ve lived a full life, and experienced all that it has to offer.

[[[A splash. Emmeline giggles, as all three look over the side of the boat.]]]

RICHARD: Look. Father what are they called?

ARTHUR: Sharks.

RICHARD: I wish I had a hook and I’d pull ‘em aboard and the cook would fry ‘em for dinner.

[[[The cook tosses the contents of a barrel over the side of the boat, making the sharks splash. He turns and heads back to the galley, pausing to look at the children, who stare back at him. He goes inside. The children and Arthur stare off the side of the starboard side of the boat at a thick fog bank. Arthur walks into the captain’s quarters.]]]

ARTHUR: Captain, do you know there’s a fog bank coming in?

CAPTAIN: I am aware of that fact, sir.

ARTHUR: I overheard one of the men say those storms rounding the cape pushed us far west of our course.

CAPTAIN: That’s right sir. Last night’s celestial puts us about... here.


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