Dave & Terry are on high seas. Wind
is blowing, waves are roaring.
SINGING
Row row row that boat
row that boat a shore
drink drink drink that glass
another one, once more
TERRY: Any land yet, Dave?
DAVE: No Ter, no discovery so far
TERRY: Perhaps you should try to stand up
for a better view
DAVE: Perhaps YOU should stand up for better view…
TERRY: Why me. I’m rowing, you’re the navigator
DAVE: No use navigating in this sea. We are at her mercy
and can only hope for the best
TERRY: Perhaps there’s land behind that next
wave coming at us
DAVE: Or the next… Been hearing you sayin’
that for days now
TERRY: Take a look anyway, you’ll never know
DAVE: Try holding her steady some more…
Boat Noises, some screams, Dave falls into the water
TERRY: Poor fellow and now of course you want me
to help you out
DAVE: Gimme your hand, do something, I think there’s
an octopus at my leg. There is – o well – something…
TERRY: With all this loot we got? I really have to
think about that, I could be a rich man not having to share it
DAVE: You gonna be food for fish if you don’t help me out.
Still got my knife and you will be on it once I’m in again
TERRY: Once you’re in again – what makes you think
I will let you?
DAVE: Because then I’ll knife this boat and we both
go down together.
Noises of Dave putting his knife in boat
DAVE: I’ll sink you, Terry bastard,
More noises Dave
TERRY: Get away from this boat, Davy fucker…
More noises Dave. Music sets in
DAVE: Terry bastard…
TERRY: Davy fucker…
Horn very large ship is heard.