St. Helens

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Take it away!

Heads up.

- Hey, Colepatrick. - What?

Where's Witherford, I got some papers for him?

He just missed him, he headed back to the inn.

That's it. Looking good.

Getting good. Uh-huh.

Ow! Damn! Ooo!

- Damn! - Something's wrong with Orrin.

He must be high again the spacey fool.

Hey! Get out of their!

What's he doing?

Look out!

He shouldn't fly that thing.

Foolish bunch of ducks!

I'm gonna cut it loose!

- Look out below! - Watch out!

- Who's that crazy fool. - Jesus

Christ did you see that?

Let me at him!

Get him out of there!

What are you trying to do you crazy son of a buck!

You nearly killed my men!

Aw, relax man.

- I'm gonna kick your… - you ain't gonna do nothing George,

so cool off.

C'mon George will get him later.

You all right? What the heck happened?

I don't know man except for a minute there

I was back at Nam pissing in my pants.

What you talking about?

Something hit me four maybe five times.

Take a look for yourself.

Incoming from nowhere.

It looks like quail.

Quail?

I just don't believe it.

Morning Harry.

C'mon Howard.

This guy is gonna scare every fish out of the lake.

Just likes to play with his horn that's all.

What the hell does he know.

I had a 14 pounder on the end of my line.

All that noise you made, drove him off.

Why didn't you just drive your damn jeep out the middle of the lake.

- I'm sorry Harry… - yeah yeah yeah.

Did you come up here to shoot some tourist Wayne?

I know where there's a couple that would dress out to around $200 apiece.

You know those tourist Harry. Can't live with them, can't live without them.

Bullshit, I can live without them.

Wayne, look at those tin caner's out there.

They got more damn equipment than you ever seen in your life.

They got big gaffing hooks.

They're gonna stab the basters with that.

Hey!

Don't piss in my late!

Jesus.

I don't know what the world is coming to.

Next thing you know they'll be using radar.

We need some music,

and a drink.

Maybe Captain Tripper could use a shot too.

One for me.

You know Otis Kaylor that black kid who went out to Vietnam

fly's helicopters for Whitaker sometimes.

Oh yeah, Otis.

The local hero.

Nice fellow.

Got a magic touch with machines.

He sure cured my old caddy more than once.

Well he was pulling a log this morning over by Dog Creek

and a bunch of quail bashed in to him.

Damn near knocked him out the sky.

Sure, quail don't give a shit for hero's and helicopters.

He's up around 2-250 feet.

Kinda high for quail.

That's what I was thinking.

Maybe he was wrong.

Uh-uh. No sir I was there, I saw it.

Well, if it did happen...

I'm not saying it did seeing as I wasn't there.

But if it did...

It was most likely deodorants that caused it.

You want to run that by me again Harry?

Did you say deodorants?

Wayne, don't you keep up with science or nothing?

You outta take the Readers Digest like I do.

There was an article in there a while back...

Explaining how them spray thing...

You know... that you fire at your armpits

got some sort of shit in them

that goes way up in the ion... ions... something or other.

Heats up the atmosphere.

To much sun gets in.

Throws everything out of kilter.

Yeah, the aerosol can.

You think that's what it is huh?

No doubt about it. Some of them killer rays

from the sun got in there, drove the quail crazy.

Put that in your report.

Its the 20th century Wayne, you got to think up

some new ideas

to explain the mess thing are in.

Well, I'm going fishing.

fraid' the quail.

Leave daddy alone.

I want 3 eggs.

Hay Jane!

Take a look at this!

I never seen anything like that in my life.

Look at um.

Look at all the fish.

Today marks the 139th day of captivity for the 53 American hostages

and signals out of Iran suggest that their is little hope for their immediate release.

Mount Saint Helens, located in southwest Washington

only 45 Miles northeast of the Portland-Vancouver area.

May be sending out signals of her own

after 123 years of inactivity.

Earthquakes have been increasing in the area

since yesterday when the mountain was rocked by a

quake registering 4.1 on the richter scale.

The U.S. Geological Survey in Boulder Colorado announced today

that one of its scientist, David Jackson

has been sent to the Saint Helens area to

investigate the continuing seismic activity.

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Are you David Jackson?

She's as beautiful as her sister.

What are you talking about... sister?

Mount Fuji.

Uh? How old are you?

I get it... you were expecting someone older with

gray hair, glasses, a pipe.

Not exactly but I'd though you be more...

Listen I don't know what your schedule is sheriff but I got a lot of work to do.

Do you think we'll be able to get my gear into your rig?

Yeah, I think we can handel that.

What the hell you talking about?

Ever use a dog whistle?

Yeah, when I was a kid, I sent away for one onetime.

Well it's like that.

Any earthquake or volcanic activity is always preceded

by a change in the earth's electromagnetic field.

The animals feel this change and they become disoriented.

That's why the quail were flying so high.

It's all interconnected...

mountains, men, volcanoes everything.

Well you know there's a legend here that a long time ago

two indians got into a fight over a squaw.

Got to throwing rock and fire across the Columbia River.

Well the gods got tired of that and changed the indians into mountains.

One of the warriors into Mount Hood...

The other one into Mount Adams...

Well the squaw, she became Mount Saint Helens.

I like that.

So whats your guess about this mount of ours, Jackson

I don't have one.

But if she goes... I want to be there.

Hell sheriff relax.

Volcano's are like people every now and then they have to burp.

Relieve the pressure.

They burp.

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Come on.

Lets get on the right frequency.

Got it. Every print a masterpiece.

Jackson your brilliant.

Shawn been watching him a long time.

Okay, this guy goes duck hunting, right

and he brings the ducks over to his wife...

Sheriff do you mind if I sit down.

Na, go on ahead.

This is my wife Patty Jean and a friend of ours Linda Steel.

This is David Jackson the geology fella I was telling you about.

Hi.

Do you come to prefer the inn Mr. Jackson?

Well it sure beats living in the snow all day.

Well is that what geologist have to do?

Only the stubborn ones I'm afraid.

Hay Cindy, could we have a couple more pitcher over here please.

Have you been around these parts before?

I've done some exploration further South.

Are you from here?

Chicago.

Washed up here about nine years ago.

I know theirs one hiding in here somewhere.

Those things are gonna kill you.

I know. I'll quit tomorrow.

I'll get um. Where's the machine?

Its back there.

You didn't tell me he was cute.

Well I didn't think he was.

Well don't you think he's cute, Lynn?

Yeah, a little too serious for me though.