Assault on a Queen

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If we're not on board,

you can find us

at this motel right here.

And if you'd like

to charter a fishing boat,

we're at the dock.

Ask anyone.

Imagine her drinking red wine

with a 50 cent

sharpie like him.

That's a beautiful woman.

She walks well.

You're quite right.

She walks well.

[WHISTLING]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Give me a stick. I'll beat it to death.

Blessings on Thee,

O Landlord.

Barefoot boy

with cheek of jowl.

Stand aside

while the crew boards.

You ain't boarding

this boat..

Not tonight.

Maybe never.

You're wrong, Mr. Trench.

Short of a hurricane

or your departing this earth,

we're going to board

this boat,

and you're a minute away

from losing your teeth..

Brittain,

you owe me 190 bucks for dockage,

$363 for gas,

$88 for ice and supplies.

That makes a total

of $641 overdue and collectable.

We never hung you up

on a bill.

I ain't going

to let you.

I ain't

no credit union..

You bring the dough, you can get on this boat.

You got

till tomorrow night.

Can't we sleep

on board?

You've got the keys.

We can't go anywhere.

You can't go anywhere

because I'm keeping the keys.

Gently, gently Trench,

gently.

Look Brittain,

I'm going to tell you one more time...

Don't poke, Trench.

Don't you know

how it can irritate a guy?

Let that remind you

to keep a civil tounge

in your big, fat head..

And also to check out

your diver's suits..

Can he swim?

We'll check

the morning papers.

Good morning.

Does Rossiter live here?

That's correct.

I'm one of his party.

You're Brittain.

Mm-hmm.

Come in.

Mr. Rossiter

and Miss Lucchesi are in town

hoping to find

a new diver.

I expect them shortly.

Cup of coffee?

Thanks, no.

Forgive me.

I'm Eric Lauffnauer.

We have, uh something in common, Mr. Brittain.

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