Lord of the Flies

Menelaus' theorem says...

if three points are taken in two sides of a triangle...

and the third side produced are in all three sides produced...

so that the product of the three alternate segments taken in order -

Hi! Ouch!

Hey, wait for me.

I can't hardly move with all these creeper things.

Them other kids must have got scattered in the dark.

We ought to go and find them.

My auntie told me not to run on account of my asthma.

- Asthma? - That's right.

I was the only boy in our school that had asthma.

And I've been wearing specs since I was three.

- Where's the plane? - The storm must have dragged it out to sea.

There must have been some kids still in it.

Are there any grown-ups?

- I don't think so. - What's your name?

Ralph.

I don't care what they call me...

as long as they don't call me what they did at school.

What's that?

- They used to call me "Piggy." - Piggy!

As long as you don't tell the others.

Daddy's a commander in the navy.

One day, when he gets leave, he'll come and rescue us.

- Aren't you coming in? - Ooh, it's hot.

No. My auntie wouldn't let me - account of my asthma.

Sucks to your asthma!

You can't half swim well.

- Hey, look. - It's a shell.

I've seen one like it before on someone's back wall.

A conch, he called it. He used to blow it, and then his mum would come.

- -

He blew from down here.

- - You've done it!

Hey! Is anyone there?

Hey! Hey!

- I think we ought to go and explore a bit. -

- What's your name? - Percival Williams Madison...

the Vicarage, Hartcourt, St. Anthony.

Telephone: Hartcourt 241.

- And what's your name? - George.

- What's your name? - Sam and Eric.

Sam and Eric.

Choir, halt!

Where's the man with the trumpet?

There's no man with a trumpet. Only me.

- Isn't there a man here? - No.

Then we'll have to look after ourselves.

We're having a meeting. Come and join us.

- Is he all right? -

Take him out of the sun. Put him in the shade, quick!

- All right. Let him alone. - But, Merridew -

He'll be all right. Simon's always throwing a faint.

Now let's decide what we're going to do.

That's why Ralph made a meeting - so as we can decide what to do.

We got most names.

Those two - they're twins. Sam and Eric.

- I'm Sam. - I'm Eric.

I'm Ralph.

- And you? - Douglas.

Robin.

- Yours? - Charles.

And what are all your names?

Henry.

Maurice.

Robert.

Rupert.

Harold.

Bill.

Roger.

- Simon. - I'm Jack.

- And that boy there. He - - You're talking too much.

- Shut up, Fatty! - His name's not Fatty.

- His real name's Piggy. - Piggy!

We've got to decide about being rescued.

I think we ought to have a chief to decide things.

- Yeah, someone must take charge. -

- I ought to be chief. - Him with the shell!

- He got us together. - I'm chief chorister and head boy.

- Let's have a vote. -

All right. We'll have a vote.

- Who wants Jack for chief then? -

- Who wants me? - Me!

- Me! - Me!

Me. Me.

I'm chief then.

Jack's in charge of the choir. What do you want them to be?

Hunters.

Choir, take off your togs.

Hey, what are you wearing those funny clothes for?

- It's our uniform. -

Listen, everybody. If this isn't an island...

we might get rescued straightaway.

So we've got to decide if it is.

Three of us will go on an expedition to find out.

I'll go...

and Jack.

- And - - Take me. Please.

You. You all right now?

- I'll come. - We don't want you. Three's enough.

I was with him when he found the conch.

I was with him before anyone else was.

- You can't come. - You told them after what I said -

after I said I didn't want -

What on earth are you talking about?

About being called Piggy.

I said I didn't care as long as they didn't call me Piggy.

And I said not to tell.

And then you went and said straight out -

- Better Piggy than Fatty. -

And anyway, I'm sorry if you feel like that.

Go back, Piggy, and take names. That's your job. So long.

Hey, look!

One, two, three.

Heave!

Heave!

We're on an uninhabited island.

We shall have to look after ourselves.

But it's a good island. There's lots of fruit, water...

and I'm pretty sure there aren't any dangerous animals.

So things aren't so bad.

None of us are hurt.

There isn't any danger...

and we can build shelters and be comfortable.

So if we're sensible, if we do things properly...

if we don't lose our head, we'll be all right.

- But where will we sleep? - We'll build shelters.

We can have smashing fun.

And another thing. We can't have everybody talking at once.

We shall have to put our hands up, like we do at school.

Then I'll give him the conch.

I agree with Ralph. We've got to have rules and obey them.

After all, we're not savages. We're English.

- And the English are best at everything. -

So we'll have lots of rules, and when anybody breaks them -

- Piggy, Piggy, Piggy! - Quiet!

You're not letting Ralph get to the most important thing.

Who knows we're here?

Nobody knows we're here.

Perhaps they knew where we were going to...

perhaps not.

But they don't know where we are now 'cause we never got there.

We might stay here till we die.

He wants to know what you're going to do about the snake thing.

Tell us about the snake thing.

Now he says it was a beastie.

Beastie?

- A snake thing, ever so big. He saw it. - When?

When he was hiding in the jungle in the dark.

He says when the rain stopped...

it turned into one of them things like ropes in the trees...

and hung in the branches.

He says, "Will it come back tonight?"

But there isn't a beastie.

I tell you, there isn't a beast.

Ralph's right, of course.

There isn't a snake thing, but if there was, we'd hunt and kill it.

There's another thing.