When Cora was returning to her cabin, she Captain Englehorn kneeling on the floor and picking up small pieces of glass.
"Did you drop something?" asked Cora.
"No. I bumped into this table and a damn vase shattered."
"Let me help."
Cora knelt on the floor next to Captain Englehorn and helped him clean up the glass. Soon, they both reached for a rather large shard, and found that their hands were touching. Cora carefully pulled away and quickly tossed the piece of glass away into a nearby trash container.
"I talked to Jimmy the other day. He said that you once had sailed the Venture through a hurricane."
"Jimmy loves to embellish."
"So it's not true?"
"I've sailed through many storms, Miss Darrow. None of them were friendly."
"So it is true."
Captain Englehorn nodded. "Yes. It's true."
The two shared a smile. Suddenly, Mr. Hayes drifted into the cabin and touched Captain Englehorn's shoulder and whispered something in his ear.
"Excuse me, Miss Darrow."
"Is something wrong?" asked Cora.
"Nothing. I just need to see to something."
Captain Englehorn rushed off, but Cora grabbed Mr. Hayes before he could go any further.
"Mr. Hayes, what is it?" asked Cora.
"We've just received a message from New York."
"New York?"
"There's a warrant out for Denham's arrest. We have to get back to New York as soon as possible and turn him in."
"What will happen to the picture?"
"Well, Denham can't direct from behind a cell door, can he?"
Mr. Hayes left Cora alone and Cora sadly returned to her cabin. Not only would Anne be upset, but Cora had been so excited about seeing the mysterious island. She sat down in her bunk and sighed, only minutes before Bruce arrived. He sat next to Cora and gave her a long kiss.
"I have a question. Be honest." said Bruce.
"Of course."
"Do I look pretty good without a mustache?"
"Yes. You look perfect just the way you are."
"Really? I-I don't need to grow one?"
"Let me guess: Another one of Jimmy's pranks?"
"No one should give that kid a pen." Bruce chuckled, but Cora did not.
"What's wrong, Cora?"
"I'm just a little upset. That's all."
"About what?"
"Mr. Denham is supposed to be in jail. There's a warrant out. We're going back to the city."
"Hey, this is great news. This means we can get our own place sooner than we thought. It works out perfectly."
"I guess. It's just that this job means so much to Anne, and this was my only taste of adventure. I just wish I could've seen the island."
"Hey, no worries. You'll see an island. We'll take a trip to Hawaii. I do own a plane and we can leave the moment we get back to New York."
"You really mean that?"
"Of course I mean it."
"Oh Bruce, I love you!" said Cora, throwing her arms around Bruce.
Suddenly, the Venture made a sharp turn; Cora and Bruce toppled over and rolled onto the floor.
"I guess we're on our way home." said Bruce.
"I'm going to the kitchen. See if Lumpy has cooked anything that I can actually hold down." said Cora.
As Cora headed for the kitchen, the Venture suddenly stopped and Cora was suddenly thrust against a wall. Terrified that something had happened to Bruce; Cora picked herself up and made her way back to her cabin. Bruce was laying near Cora's bunk, groaning in pain. Cora ran to him.
"Bruce, are you all right?" asked Cora.
"I just hit my head. What about you?" asked Bruce.
"I'm fine. I wonder what happened?"
"I don't know. But I'm going to find out."
Cora and Bruce went to deck and found that the Venture was lost in a deep fog and was wedged right between two rocks. It looked like the Venture had just hit some sort of wall. The wall of an island. Cora saw Mr. Denham and ran up to him.
"Mr. Denham, what happened?" asked Cora, but Denham didn't answer. "Mr. Denham?"
"It is real. I knew it." whispered Denham.
"What did you say?" asked Cora.
"Cora, tell your sister to hurry to a longboat. We've got a picture to shoot."
"We're practically stranded in the middle of the ocean and you want to film your picture?"
"We're not stranded. We're right where we need to be."
"What do you mean?"
"We made it, Cora. We've made it to Skull Island."