Donovan's Reef Page #3

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- His children by some native woman.

- We know who she was!

My dear Michael, of course, Manulani.

We all loved her.

But how can this girl help

reaching all the wrong conclusions?

I got an idea. You know how I am

with broads. So I invite her up here.

- Then what?

- I slip her a Mickey.

I have the solution!

Gentlemen, I shall explain on the way.

- On the way where?

- To the house of Doctor Dedham.

Well, you know these wily Chinese.

- Well, you're a big...!

- Shipmate!

Polonaise!

- Hi, Uncle Guns.

- Hi, Uncle Guns.

- Hi. Padre.

- Michel.

Sounds great, Lelani.

- I'd like to talk to you.

- Sure.

Two and two is four,

four and four is eight. Keep it up!

So you and the kids must move in

with me and pretend you're mine.

But, Uncle Guns, I don't understand.

First you tell me

I have a sister coming from America.

- Then you say we're to leave home.

- Only until your father returns.

But wouldn't it be proper

for me and my brother and sister

to welcome her here

in the absence of my father?

The child is right.

What you propose is monstrous.

I hate this as much as you do, Padre.

But I'd cut my right arm off for Doc.

You know when we was clobbering

Nips in that delaying action?

It's the same, only this time

we're fighting for the Doc.

We're trying to buy time,

so he can tell her in his own way.

I understand.

- It's because I'm not white!

- Lelani! Lelani!

It's going to be all right.

Don't worry, just...

...just trust me here.

It's going to be all right.

Let go of your starboard anchor.

Come on, look lively, blast your eyes!

Step to it!

Ahoy, Mike!

Back water.

I don't see your father here,

Miss Dedham.

He's not expecting me.

He doesn't know I'm coming.

I'm sorry. I took the liberty

of sending him a radio.

Thank you very much, Captain.

Excuse me, miss.

Skipper, hi! Have you a Miss Amelia

Dedham from Boston aboard?

Aloha. Name is Donovan.

Welcome to Haleakaloha.

Your father is out in the low islands.

- We'll see you ashore.

- Thank you, Mr. McDonough.

The name is Donovan.

- You'll have to take it careful...

- I am quite capable of leaving a ship.

Ease your duff

onto that rail, now.

Ah... Sit on the rail

and swing your legs outboard.

Limbs.

Now take it easy, miss.

All right, Sam, watch these swells.

Watch it, Sam.

A little more starboard. Easy now.

All right, Sam. All right.

Give me your hand.

Hard to port.

Take your...!

Of all the stupid...!

- I don't need your help.

- This is no place to argue. Get in.

Of all the stupid, imbecilic oafs!

I read you loud and clear!

Thank you, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is.

Please take me ashore.

- Oh, my bag!

- Kioki!

Thank you.

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