Walkabout

Faites vos jeux, messieurs dames, s'il vous plaît.

Oh-oh-oh-oh. Mm, oh, mm, oh.

B-b-b-b-b...

K-k-k-k-k...

A-e-i-o-u.

The ortolan is the name given to a European singing bird.

It is extremely rare.

When fattened for eating, they are left in dark cardboard boxes,

and packets of grain are pressed to a hole in the box,

through which a light is shone.

The bird picks desperately at the grain

in the hope of penetrating through to the light, which he mistakes for the sun.

This goes on for several weeks.

When it has eaten itself so full that it cannot stand or see,

it is drowned in cognac.

Gourmets regard it as an exceptional delicacy.

You will find vinegar is an acceptable substitute for cognac.

Stay there. Don't move.

Come on. Swim out.

Come on. Further. Go on.

Help!

- Stop. - I'll swim back.

Not far.

Watch, Dad!

They are also known as gardener bunting.

Although there are a few of them available in tins in the better shops now.

Give me the radio.

So you have to learn to tell a fish knife from a meat knife

and a fish fork from a meat fork.

If there's no fish knife and fork, use the smaller knife and fork for the fish.

If you make a mistake,

- just continue eating. - This one's red.

- Don't put the silver back on the tables. - This one's yellow.

Be nonchalant.

- The place for the napkin is on the lap. - This one's brown with yellow stripes.

Please don't speak with your mouth full, son.

The fish or meat will be served to you

- on your left side. - This one's green.

- Take the serving fork in your left hand. - This one's white.

- And the serving spoon in your right. - Oh, there's another red one.

Don't each chicken with your fingers except at a picnic.

You stopped again.

Come back!

He's all right.

Don't go out of sight!

We'll eat now.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! You're dead!

I'm hot.

The wheel's come off!

Dad, my wheel's come off.

The wheel's come off.

Chicken or ham?

Both!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It's ready.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Quick, men! Duck!

- Bang! Bang! -

Bang! Bang! Bang!

You're dead!

That's not fair! He'll get away!

You're supposed to be on my side!

Sh.

What are you doing?

Come on!

And bring him with you.

It's getting late.

I've got to go now.

We can't waste time.

Come out now.

We have got to go now.

I... have got to go now.

Can't...

Can't waste time.

We can't wa...

Come out now!

Stay here.

What happened?

He said we were to go on ahead.

But he said I wasn't to go out of his sight.

He'll catch us up later.

Do you know where to go?

Yes, of course.

This way.

It's getting dark, isn't it?

Pass me that.

Aren't you tired?

A bit.

Are we going to stay here all night?

If you'd like.

Yes, please.

But we didn't bring any blankets.

I don't think I'm really tired yet.

Where are you going?

In the bushes. Whoo, whoo, whoo.

Lizards!

What are you looking at?

I'm looking for a light.

Why? There won't be anybody there.

It's time you went to sleep.

We've got to be up early in the morning.

I'm going to sleep here.

Shall we take turns at being sentries?

No.

Oh.

We haven't got any water, have we?

There's plenty of lemonade.

You can have some in the morning.

Are you all right?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Wasn't it nice last night? Did you like it?

- Yes. - I had a dream.

I know. You kept fidgeting.

You're dropping everything.

What?

The ammunition's falling out.

I tore my blazer.

It doesn't matter.

Come on.

You won't tell Dad, will you?

No.

What's up here?

We can see where we are from the top.

Well, where are we now?

We've just got to climb that one.

- But you said... - Then we can see where we are.

- But you said... - Come on. I'll race you.

Oh, crikey, my legs ache!

There's the sea! It's the sea!

It is the sea, isn't it?

Maybe.

What sea is it? What's its name?

I don't really know.

Beneath the granite and basaltic crust is the mantle of iron magnesium

and possibly a sulphide and oxide shell, an outer core of molten nickel iron...

You must have lost it when we were going up the cliff to find out where we were.

- I told you it was all falling out. - One day the world will end...

Are you sure it isn't in your satchel?

Yes!

Apart from the scientific explanation, the expectation that the world,

that is, that human society will someday come to an end...

It isn't there.

- Leads me to believe that man is more... - I've made a hole!

- Than the complement of root and matter. - Look.

- Go on. Have a drink. - It is he who imparts dignity

and interest to the planet in which he lives,

although not receiving importance from it.

Leave some for me.

The idea that man has passed through 10,000 years of trial and suffering,

in order that there might be, at last,

a perpetual succession of comfortable shopkeepers...

I was listening.

We mustn't waste the batteries.

Dad said they last for 400 hours.

Are you hungry?

Not yet.

We ought to eat some salt.

Why?

Uncle Ted said, when they were soldiers in the desert...