:24:05
This infernal fog.
Sure of your position, skipper?
:24:08
Last night before this fog shut down,
I got a good sight.
:24:11
We should be near the island.
:24:13
If we don't see it when this fog lifts,
we never will.
:24:16
We've quartered these parts.
:24:18
Can't see your hand in front of your face.
:24:19
Hey, Charlie, I wish you'd make
your soup as thick as this.
:24:26
No bottom at 30.
:24:29
The Norwegian skipper must've
been guessing at the position.
:24:32
How will we know
it's the right island?
:24:34
- The mountain that looks like a skull.
- Oh, yes, I'd forgotten. You told me.
:24:38
- Skull Mountain.
- By the deep 20.
:24:41
Shallowing fast.
Mr. Briggs, dead slow.
:24:43
Dead slow, sir.
:24:45
- Confound this fog.
- By the deep 16.
:24:49
- What'd she draw, skipper?
- Four.
:24:52
Why don't he
heave to until it clears?
:24:54
'Tain't the old man.
It's that crazy guy, Denham.
:24:58
Listen, you hear anything?
:25:01
No.
:25:03
- Breakers ahead.
- Let go.
:25:12
That's not breakers. That's drums.
:25:34
Skipper, now the fog's lifted,
do you see anybody?
:25:36
- Not a living thing.
- Funny they haven't spotted us.
:25:39
I'd think the whole population
would be on the beach.
:25:43
Listen.
:25:49
Maybe they have spotted us
and are signaling.
:25:52
Well, skipper, do you believe me now?
There it is.
:25:55
Skull Mountain, the wall.
:25:57
Everything just like
on my funny little map.
:25:59
- Come on. Let's get started.
- All right.