John Glenarvan Quotes in In Search of the Castaways (1962)

John Glenarvan: By Jove, that was a narrow squeak!

[ledge collapses underneath them]

Lord Glenarvan: My dear boy, if that's the way you feel about it, let's have a look at the blasted note. Where is it?

John Glenarvan: In the bottle.

Lord Glenarvan: Well, where's the bottle?

John Glenarvan: The Frenchman has it.

Lord Glenarvan: Confounded, where's the Frenchman?

John Glenarvan: You had him thrown off the ship in Glasgow.

John Glenarvan: Now just a minute! Don't forget that it was me who arranged -

[Mary's kiss instantly silences him]

Mary Grant: Thank you!

Mary Grant: Just think: If he hadn't put the note in the bottle, and if Monsieur Paganel hadn't caught that shark...

John Glenarvan: And if you hadn't tried to slapped my face that morning on the way to Plymouth, I wouldn't have talked my father into making this trip.

Mary Grant: Funny how things work out, isn't it?

Mary Grant: Here we are, all of us together.

John Glenarvan: All of us. Did you ever see so many stars?

Mary Grant: Once, on top of a mountain.

John Glenarvan: Did you know that down there out of the light, you can see the Southern Cross?

Mary Grant: Southern Cross?

[they stroll off, alone]

John Glenarvan: When we first met, I had a different impression. Most girls can be rather silly. Do you know what I mean?

Mary Grant: No, I don't.

John Glenarvan: Well... you're different.

Mary Grant: How different?

John Glenarvan: I don't know how to say it. I had it all worked out last night. Sounds rather silly now, though.

Mary Grant: What does?

John Glenarvan: Well, you don't expect things of a girl, certain things like climbing mountains, going through floods, making the most of it. You know what I mean?

Mary Grant: Don't think I do.

John Glenarvan: Well, I want to say that... I think you've been just *fine*... for a girl. Well, what I really mean is that - if we get out of here alive, and when we're old enough...

Mary Grant: John?

John Glenarvan: Mary.

Mary Grant: There's the log you've needed for your raft.

Lord Glenarvan: [as John starts to put his hand on Mary's shoulder] Ah, there you are, my boy. Better get some sleep, you know. Got an early start.

John Glenarvan: We're too excited to sleep.

Lord Glenarvan: Hmm. So I see! You'd better come along with me, just the same.

Jacques Paganel: Merci merci merci beaucoup, merci milord Glenarvan!

[the group starts to dance around Glenarvan]

Jacques Paganel, Mary Grant, Robert Grant, John Glenarvan: Merci merci merci beaucoup, merci milord Glenarvan!

Jacques Paganel: Hooray!

Lord Glenarvan: That's a fine thing. When I really want something, no one takes the slightest notice. If I happen to drop a casual remark...

John Glenarvan: Casual remark? "Throw him off the ship before I call the police! We ought to hang him from the yardarm!"

Lord Glenarvan: My dear children, ever since I posted the reward for news of your father's ship, people have been turning up with notes they claimed to have found in bottles. How many is this, John?

John Glenarvan: Uh, twenty-two, father.

Lord Glenarvan: If I had my way, every last one of the culprits would be hanged from the yardarm. Exploiting human misery, that's what it is. Nothing more vicious, more... treacherous.

John Glenarvan: Wait! I want to make a wish on that star.

Mary Grant: What could *you* wish for that you haven't got?

John Glenarvan: That my father would go somewhere and get lost. Just for a little while, you understand.