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- Then we were there?

- We had a million laughs.

- I made 17 passes myself.

- Get on your horse. We're shoving off here...

Why so anxious to get me out?

Is that hunk of caviar making the round trip?

- What hunk of caviar?

- That redheaded Russian princess.

She isn't a Russian or a princess.

I have my doubts about her hair being red.

If she was a Chinese sextet,

it'd be the same to me.

I'm trying to get through your numskull

that I won't stand by and...

Now, wait a minute, Dolly!

You and I are friends.

We've had a lot of fun together.

And as far as I'm concerned,

you're number one girl in the archipelago.

But I don't remember making

any vows to you...

...nor do I recall asking for any.

Don't you get polite at me. When you

start talking with your high-hat on...

...I know you mean it, and it scares me.

Who do you think you are?

If I had a nickel's worth of pride...

If that's the way you feel,

I'm not in your wake.

That's just the soup I'm in.

I don't feel that way at all.

You dog.

Well, that's more like it.

Come in.

- Pilot tug's alongside, sir.

- Stand by to single up your lines.

Aye, aye, sir.

All right now, nuisance, over shore.

Look, what am I gonna do with my ticket?

It's all paid for.

I knew something's up your sleeve.

We'll get your money back.

- I got a job in Singapore. Honest.

- I suppose they've elected you mayor.

It's on the level. Hoffman sent me

a contract for the rest of the season.

I know how you feel.

I won't come near you.

No.

All right, toots, you win.

I hope you have a good trip.

Goodbye.

All right, all right. If you've

got your ticket and a job...

...I don't suppose I've got...

- Lambie!

Stop wrestling me around!

You're turning this skiff

into an excursion launch.

Come on, snap into it

with that fore-hold loading!

So you just came down to say goodbye...

...with enough cigarettes

for a New York voyage.

I'll smoke a lot more cigarettes

than that, toots...

...before we ever really say goodbye.

Listen, I told you to...

Good morning, sir.

Davids, isn't it? Tom Davids?

Yes, sir.

Your port captain told me

to report for duty as third officer.

- Duty as what?

- Third officer.

These rocking-chair sailors ashore.

Here I am in the middle of typhoon season,

a tough voyage ahead.

I ask for a fighter.

They send a punching bag.

Give me a chance. It's the first

one I've had for over a year.

I know these waters better than most.

I've sailed them for over 10 years.

No one had a better record

on this coast than I had.

Then, just because of an accident...

I'm not a coward.

Stow it. You let pirates scuttle your ship.

You lost every white man except yourself.

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