SCENE III: What I miss most...
(Thankee so much for the awesome reviews! You guys all rock! I love you! This next bit is a tad sentimental...bear with me...Also, once again I've fallen in love with yet another Johnny character...Don Juan DeMarco...There's a new stowaway on the island...I really have to stop watching all these Johnny Depp movies...ha...yeah right!)
Disclaimer: don't own it...
(After dinner: the eight guys sit on the sand, the sun setting, the fire crackling merrily...)
GLEN: You know, I never thought I'd ever miss home. I've always wanted to just get away...
EDWARD: I like it out here.
HANSON: It's kinda nice to get away from it all.
GLEN: Yeah, but how are we gonna get back to it?
JACK: What do ye miss most?
SAM: Joon.
GLEN: Television
SPENCER: (points to the sky) Up there.
EDWARD: Home.
HANSON: Bowling. I can't wait to get back to my league.
(They are silent. MORT and ABBERLINE haven't said a word. MORT misses Amy, ABBERLINE misses his wife and child. Of course they wouldn't say it out loud.)
SAM: What about you Jack? What do you miss?
JACK: The Pearl. Me ship. It's more beautiful than anything in the world.
SAM: You don't know beautiful. Joon is beautiful.
HANSON: No, beautiful is a newly shined ball racing down the lane towards those pins. And you know it's a strike before it's even close to them.
SPENCER: You're all mistaken. You ever been in the earth's atmosphere, looked down and seen your home from miles above? You can see every ocean, every mountain, and even though you've seen it before, it's all brand new.
HANSON: Sounds great.
SPENCER: Yeah. It is.
JACK: Well, I'm off. Don't wait up mates. (He stands and nods at HANSON, who gets up several minutes later after JACK leaves.)
HANSON: I think I'll go for a walk...
(HANSON meets JACK down the beach, away from the others. They are secluded and hidden.)
HANSON: Alright Jack, what's your plan?
JACK: First, we wade out into the shallows and we wait there three days an' three nights, til all matter of sea creatures 'come acclimated to our presence, savvy?
HANSON: Sure, but then what?
JACK: Then we rope a couple of sea turtles, lash 'em together and make a raft.
HANSON: What do we use for rope?
JACK: Human hair. From our backs.
HANSON: You're sure this will work?
JACK: In theory.
(There is a rustling from behind a palm tree. HANSON and JACK whip around and are greeted by a sword in the face. This sword is held by a young man about 21 years old. He is dressed in a Zorro-type outfit. He has a black mask and cape on.)
JACK:(pulls out his own sword): Bloody Hell! Who are you!
DON JUAN:(with Mexican accent): I am Don Juan DeMarco! The greatest lover in the world! You have not heard of the Great Don Juan?
HANSON: No, not really...
JACK: Likewise.
DON JUAN: Ha ha ha! You ignorant fools! There is no one in the world who doesn't know of the Great Don Juan DeMarco!
JACK: And why are ye so great?
DON JUAN: I have made love to over a thousand women!
JACK: (to HANSON): Well, he's got me beat.
HANSON: Me too then.
DON JUAN: What are you doing on my island of Eros?
JACK: This isn't Eros, mate.
DON JUAN: It must be. For my great love, my Dona Ana, she will come to me here.
HANSON: Maybe we are on Eros, Jack. I mean, we don't really know where we are.
JACK: Is your name really Don Juan?
DON JUAN: Of course fool! There is none other! I am Don Juan!
HANSON: Should we bring him back to camp?
JACK: Can't 'urt mate...I just wonder how many more there can be...
(They bring DON JUAN back to camp, some of the others are asleep, some aren't.)
ABBERLINE: Who's that?
DON JUAN: Don Juan DeMarco! The world's greatest lover!
ABBERLINE: Don Juan was a book character.
HANSON: Great, just what we need. Another schizophrenic.
(Hope you enjoy! R&R)