One Way Passage Page #4

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BURKE:

Well, if it ain't the light-fingered

Skippy.

SKIPPY:

(a happy drunk)

Hello, Dan!

DAN:

Hello, Skippy.

BURKE:

(to Skippy)

So this is your hide-out. Hong Kong

must be pretty soft.

SKIPPY:

(nods)

I like it fine.

BURKE:

Yeah, well, ya better walk around

that U.S.A. of America like it was a

swamp.

SKIPPY:

(to Dan)

It's gettin' so a guy can't go

nowheres nowadays without bumpin'

into all sorts of people.

BURKE:

Duluth wants you, Detroit wants you,

Sacramento wants you.

SKIPPY:

I'm wanted everywhere and welcome

nowhere. I'm just a vagabond.

(spots the hand-

cuffs, to Dan)

Ohhh, that's too bad.

DAN:

You can't win all the time.

BURKE:

(to Dan, leading him away)

Come on.

SKIPPY:

Anything I can do for you here, Dan?

DAN:

(off Burke)

You might poison him.

Dan and Burke walk off down the street. Skippy calls after them.

SKIPPY:

Hey, flatfoot!

Burke looks back at Skippy with annoyance.

SKIPPY:

Tell those bulls I'm an alien! Ha ha

ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Skippy's laugh is even more irritating than he is. The handcuffed men walk on

-- Burke peeved, Dan understandably glum.

FADE OUT:

FADE IN:

EXT. OCEAN LINER - THAT AFTERNOON

A loud boat whistle blows. A sign reads:

SAILING TODAY:

3 P.M.

S. S. MALOA

TO:

SAN FRANCISCO:

"STOPOVER IN HONOLULU"

We DISSOLVE TO a brief glimpse of the railing on the liner's DECK, then

DISSOLVE TO Dan and Burke, still cuffed, as they approach the railing and lean

against it.

DAN:

Stateroom is like a Turkish bath.

Thanks for the outing.

They mop their faces with handkerchiefs.

BURKE:

Oh, I couldn't stand it myself.

DAN:

Thanks anyhow.

(off the handcuffs)

Say, how long? The cuffs?

BURKE:

I'm takin' no chances. They broke

five of my pals when you escaped.

DAN:

Well, that wasn't right. They did

all they could. They were shooting

at me for three blocks.

BURKE:

Yeah, well, it's lucky for you I

wasn't among 'em.

DAN:

Yes ...

Dan's attention is caught by something: a sailor on the opposite side of the

deck, locking the railing into place.

DAN:

... undoubtedly.

Dan glances around and finds that his hand rests near the locking mechanism of

the railing they are leaning against. He looks thoughtful, then glances at

Burke.

DAN:

I may as well tell you now, I'm not

such a good sailor.

BURKE:

Hmph! Get seasick, huh?

DAN:

Mm.

BURKE:

Well, ya better enjoy everything

while ya can, good or bad.

DAN:

I suppose that includes being

harnessed to you, garlic and all.

Stung again, Burke is about to say something, then changes his mind.

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