In Search of the Castaways (1962)
Hayley Mills: Mary Grant
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 : 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?
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.
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!
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!
Mary Grant : Omelette Ombu a la Paganel.
Jacques Paganel : Pour vous, milord,
Mary Grant : Anyway, I can't stand people who look at me like that. "*Delightful* child!" "*Gallant* father!"
Mary Grant : But Thalcave's different. He said "I bring help," and he will.