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The Caribbean, 1942.

World War II had engulfed the globe.

Nazi U-Boats attacked merchant ships at will.

Most such ships carried rafts as well as lifeboats.

This is the story of the survivors on one of these rafts.

[Mother] Now you button up your pajamas, Phillip, do you hear?

[Phillip] Yes mother.

[Mother] I'm going to the lounge for a coffee.

I declare, I'm so excited about going home.

Now you go right to sleep, Phillip, do you hear?

Young boss sit with me now.

He does be lonesome these very hours.

My head!

You had a most outrageous crack on the head, young boss, before I hauled you aboard this raft.

[Phillip] What happened?

That most treacherous torpedo! Split the very hull!

Two minutes at the most, the ship gone.

My mother?

That lady, ahhh,

They pull her into the lifeboat. And that be true, young boss.

[Stew Cat] Meow! Meow!

[Phillip moaning]

[Timothy] Put your head back down, young boss, and rest a little while longer.

[Phillip moaning, Stew Cat meowing]

[Timothy] This be good. This be good. 'Tis most natural for you to do this.

'Tis the shock of having this most terrible thing happen.

What's your name?

My own self, Timothy.

Just Timothy?

Yah! I have but one name: Timothy!

[Timothy] And you, young boss?

I'm Phillip Enright.

Phil-eep! Enright! [laughing]

My father helps run the refineries on Curacao.

He'll have planes and ships out looking for us.

Yes, young boss!

[Timothy] Gimme your pajamas.

[Timothy] Protect from the sun.

How do you know it was my mother you saw on the boat?

Watched you come aboard the ship last night, in Willemstad.

[Stew Cat] Meow!

[Timothy] This is Stew, the cook's cat.

He climbed aboard the raft last night. I had no heart to throw him off.

Why you be on this ship during this terrible war, young boss?

My mother wanted to leave Curacao. She was homesick for Virginia and scared the refinery would be shelled.

They be shelled alright.

Anything she wants to do, Dad lets her do.

That be bad.

[Timothy] We have rare good luck. The water keg did not bust.

We have a few biscuits, some chocolate, a knife. Rare good luck.

It's best you drink only an outrageous small amount. Just wet the tongue.

We must make our water last.

I told you my father will have ships out looking for us.

That be true, maybe.

How's the head?

It hurts. A lot.

A crack on the head take a few days to go away.

And the sun. Never look directly at the sun.

Something's wrong with my eyes.

Tomorrow, don't even look at the water. That glare is bad too.

[Inaudible]

Don't despair, young boss. Someone will find us!

Must get some natural sleep.

Tomorrow might be a very long day.

We have got much to do.

[Phillip] What have we got to do?

[Timothy] Stay alive, young boss. That is what we have to do.

[Phillip] Timothy?

[Timothy] Young boss.

[Phillip] Is it night?

[Timothy] It's day!

Timothy!

I can't see!

[Timothy] What?!

[Phillip] I'm blind! I'm blind. I'm blind.

[Timothy] Young boss, you can not be blind!

Look at the sun!

[Timothy] Now please, you must lie down and rest.

What has happened will go away. 'Tis most natural. Temporary.

I don't feel any pain, Timothy.

The pain's all gone away. Isn't that good?

Oh, that be good. Rare good, young boss.

Once, over around Barbados, a man had an outrageous crack on the head when a sailing boom shifted.

This man was blind too! Three whole days he saw the night.

Then, it true went away.

Do you think that's what will happen to me?

Indeed. I think that be true.

What's in the sky, Timothy?

In the sky? Some clouds, deep blue above, red around the sun like fire going down.

There's a bird. A booby.

A booby? That's a funny name for a bird.

What's a booby look like?

Nothing much. A tail like our chocolate , sharp beak, most white on his body.

He can not swim up far from land.

Young boss! An island, true!

Where?!

There! Look man. Look!

I can't see!

That be true. I forgot.

That way.

It is a very small cay. Outrageous low.

[Phillip] How far away are we?

[Timothy] About a quarter mile.

[Phillip] Can you see any people?

[Timothy] People? People not be living on such a small cay! There's no water there!

[Phillip] Maybe we should stay on the raft until we find a larger island, with people on it.

[Timothy] We goin' on that cay, young boss. And that be true.

[Timothy] I'm going to jump in the water, kick this raft ashore.

[Phillip] You see land, Stew Cat?

[Timothy] Touch it, young boss.

Feel the land. It's outrageous good.

Never have I seen this cay. It's a beautiful cay, this cay.

[Timothy] You rest easy.

I'll catch my breath and we'll tour this cay.

We'll select a place for the camp.

Camp?

We'll be here two or three days in the camp.

Some for your feet. We'll be living comfortable.

Timothy?

Stew Cat?

Stew Cat? Come back!

[hissing]

Timothy?

Ahh! Ahh!

Timothy!

Timothy!

Timothy!

Timothy!

Timothy!

Help!

Timothy! Help! Where are you?!

Timothy! Timothy!

[Phillip] Never leave me again!

There is nothing to fear here.

I walk around the whole island.

There is nothing but sea grape, sand and a few little lizards and those palm trees.

A nice fat young goose for dinner.

Maybe the camp up there.

Keep a small fire burning.

When the aircraft come over we run downnnn...

and swoosh!

Now, young boss.

We must say something. In the sand.

Say something in the sand?

With rock!

With many rock. Every rock sayin' something!

We be sayin'?

Help!

Help.

What's this for?

For the rock. You say "help" in the sand.

You can't even spell?

This be the smoothest place, over here.

[Phillip] "H"

"E"

"L"

"P"

[Timothy] You know, that do say "help"!

Eat.

How do you like, young boss?

[Timothy laughing] Good.

I like the shoes, Timothy.

How do you like the shelter, young boss?

One day.

[Phillip] Remember your promise. This is the last load.

Young boss. You must help with the other work.

I'm blind. I can't see to work.

The hand is not blind.

We need the sleeping mats. You can help make the mats.

YOU do it.

The palm mat is very easy.

Just over and under.

I tell you, I can't see!

Take this hand to the palm like this and then, over and under, over and under.

Over and under. Over and under.

I won't do it!

We must all work, young boss.

That's your kind of work, you stupid black trash. You can't even spell--

Be gettin' back to work my own self.

[Timothy singing quietly]

[Phillip remembering] "Anything she wants to do, Dad lets her do."

[Timothy] "That be bad."

Timothy.

[Timothy singing]

Over and under. Over and under.

[Phillip] Over and under. Over and under.

[Timothy singing, Phillip joining]

[Timothy, singing] You can eat scales and scales. Gobble them all up.

[Phillip] Timothy?

I want to be your friend.

Young boss, you have always been my friend.

Then can you call me "Phillip" instead of "young boss"?

Phillip.

Phillip.

You all right Phillip. You don't need the eye!

The catchment work and that be true.

It's pure outrageous, them coconuts hang in the sky, when we could use the milk and meat.

My own self, long ago, could climb the palm tree very easy.

My legs won't carry me that high any longer.

This be sea grape stew.

That be outrageous evil stew!

The coconut milk would go very good now, eh, Phillip?

Now, you must learn to provide your own self with fish.

[Timothy] I found an outrageous good pole in the reef in a safe place.

You go fishing with the hook and the line.

[Phillip] Where'd you find it?

[Timothy] [inaudible]

This be outrageous good humbug fishhole.

Phillip, I think you be gettin' outrageous strong here on the island.

Your mother would never be knowin' you now.

How am I different?

You're very brown, very lean.

My eyes...

How do they look, Timothy?

They look without see. They stare, Phillip.

Do they bother you?

Not me.

Every day I think what rare good luck I have that you be here with me own self on this outrageous humbug island.

How long was it before that friend of yours,

that friend in Barbados, could see again?

Oh, many months, I do recall.

But you said on the raft it was only three days.

Did I say that?

Yes!

Oh, well...

It was a long time ago.

But he got his sight back, and that be true.

I tell you,

we have got much work to do.

[Phillip] Ten, eleven, twelve

thirteen, fourteen days!

Timothy! Do you realize we've been here fourteen days!

[Timothy moaning.]

Timothy! What's the matter?

[Timothy moaning]

[Timothy] Fever. Malaria.

I got malaria again.

It'll go away.

[Timothy laughing.]

[Shivering]

Timothy, lie down.

[Timothy yelling, growling.]

Timothy, lie down!

Timothy, lie down!

[Timothy laughing]

Lie down Timothy!!

Timothy!

Timothy!

[Timothy laughing, yelling]

Timothy! Timothy!

[Timothy yelling]

Timothy?

Timothy! Timothy!

Timothy! Timothy!

Meow!

Meow! Meow!

How did I get down here?

You jumped up and ran.

That fever. Some devil.

Right into the water.

That be true. My head burned like fire.

I put it out.

I be all right now.

[Stew Cat meowing]

Timothy?

Hmm?

I'm right here., Phillip.

Just catching me breath, then...

I'll climb the coconut tree for you.

Heh heh heh. Phillip.

Climb a little way. If it's all right, come back down for the knife.

No shame to ease your own self back down to the ground.

You forgot the knife!

You're getting to the top!

Hang on tight Phillip!

Oh man, the coconut tree harass us no more!

You see Phillip, you don't need the eye now.

You have done without the eye what I couldn't do with my whole body.

You don't even need me now.

What do you mean?

You can do everything for your own self, and that be true.

[Phillip] Timothy, are you still black?

[Timothy] I still black, Phillip.

My mother doesn't like black people.

I don't like some black people my own self.

I don't like some white people too.

It would be outrageous if I didn't like any of them.

Why are there different colors of skin?

Black, white, brown, red . . .

Why be the fish different color or the flower different color?

So they know who they be, that's why.

You be fair, I be black.

I think true beneath the skin, all the same.

But we different outside our own person.

You be Phillip, I be Timothy.

Everybody see that.

It be good.

[Thunder rumbling]

[Thunder crashing]

Timothy: Trouble.

Phillip: Who's shooting?

The sea.

It tells us a very bad storm coming, Phillip. A tempest.

Come. We've got much to do.

Phillip: The other lashes are in the box.

Meow!

[Thunder rumbling]

If the tempest reach this high, you hang on.

[Inaudible]

[Timothy] It's boiling over now, Phillip. It's a hurricane, to be true.

[Wind howling, thunder crashing]

Put your head down!

[Timothy] To the palm tree!

The eye!

We can rest awhile 'til the other side of the tempest hit us.

Are you all right?

Timothy? Timothy?

Timothy?

Timothy?

Timothy?

Timothy?

Phillip.

You be all right. And I'll be true.

Yes, I'm all right.

Terrible tempest.

Timothy?

[Stew Cat] Meow!

[Birds chirping. Wind blowing lightly.]

Thank you, Timothy.

Take care of him.

Eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one.

Stew Cat, do you realize we've been here 21 days on this outrageous good cay without Timothy?

Stew Cat?

Meow.

Stew Cat, I bet he knows we'll be all right.

[airplane humming overhead]

Help! Here I am! Look!

[Timothy's voice]" Phillip, Phillip, the green sea grape leaves, they make the smoke thick and black."

Help!! Help!!

I'm here! I'm here! Look down here!

Timothy's voice: "Heh heh heh. Just like I said Phillip. They come and take you back to Willemstad."

"Your mother and daddy wait there. She was rescued and that be true."

"And they fixed the eye."

[Timothy's voice]: "You have always been my friend."

Then can you call me "Phillip" instead of "young boss."

Phillip.

Phillip.

[Timothy's voice] "And every day I think what rare good luck I have that you be here with my own self on this outrageous, humbug island."