Mary Grant Quotes in In Search of the Castaways (1962)

Mary Grant: [singing] Castaway, castaway: trust in your star. You know I will find you wherever you are. Though all your dreams may be tossed by the tide, cling to your hopes: never cast them aside. Castaway, castaway, though you may be lost in the wilderness, over the sea: I will discover your castaway shore, and you'll be a castaway no more. Oh, you'll be a castaway no more.

Mary Grant: Robert! Hold on!

Robert Grant: I don't have to! She won't let go!

Jacques Paganel: This is true. She will not let go until she reaches her nest.

Mary Grant: Reaches her nest?

Jacques Paganel: Yes. High in the mountains. No doubt she has little ones that must...

Mary Grant: Oh!

[Paganel abruptly stops talking]

Mary Grant: Oh!

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.

Jacques Paganel: [sung] Why cry about bad weather? Enjoy it! Each moment is a treasure. Enjoy it! We're travelers on life's highway, enjoy the trip. Each lovely twist and byway, each bump and dip. If there's a complication, enjoy it! You've got imagination, employ it. And you'll see roses in the snow, joie de vivre will make them grow. Voila, that's life, enjoy it! Since I must do the cooking, I'll enjoy it. This ombu tree smells gorgeous, you'll enjoy it. A hurricane comes your way, enjoy the breeze! You're stranded in the jungle, hah!, enjoy the trees! If there's a complication, enjoy it!

Lord Glenarvan: Ha ha ha!

Jacques Paganel: You've got imagination, employ it. This tree's a - cornucopia, why it could be...

Mary Grant: Utopia!

Jacques Paganel: Voila! That's right! Enjoy it!

Mary Grant: Why cry about bad weather? Enjoy it!

Jacques Paganel: No, enjoy.

Mary Grant: Oh, each moment is a treasure, enjoy it!

Jacques Paganel: That's better, enjoy it.

Mary Grant: We're traveler's on life's highway, enjoy the trip.

Jacques Paganel: Ha ha ha!

Mary Grant: Each lovely twist and byway, each bump and dip.

Jacques Paganel: Good!

Jacques Paganel, Mary Grant: If there's a complication, enjoy it, enjoy it. You've got imagination, employ it, employ it. From eggs and herbs au naturel,

Mary Grant: Omelette Ombu a la Paganel.

Jacques Paganel: Pour vous, milord,

Jacques Paganel, Mary Grant: Enjoy it!

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!

Mary Grant: Anyway, I can't stand people who look at me like that. "*Delightful* child!" "*Gallant* father!"

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.

Mary Grant: [sees an upcoming wall of ice] Oh!

Lord Glenarvan: Abandon ship!

Mary Grant: No, wait! There's a hole in the ice!

Lord Glenarvan: But we don't know where it goes!

Mary Grant: We'll soon find out!

Mary Grant: But Thalcave's different. He said "I bring help," and he will.

[last lines]

Mary Grant: Tom told me the good news last night. I don't know how I can ever thank you for all you've done for us.

Tex Houston: There's one thing you can do for me, Mary. Of course, it may take up a lot of your time, but I kinda need somebody to-to look after me - to keep me out of trouble.

Mary Grant: Kind of a big contract, but I'll try.