Gidget Page #4

And what a way to go.

Coming out, Kahuna?

Naw, I got to brew up

my morning java first.

Oh, let me do it. I'm a

wizard in the kitchen,

and, well, besides, I have

to wait for Stinky, anyway.

All right, wizard,

the job's yours.

Hey, gee, this is neat.

Why, somebody

could almost live here.

Hello, Mary.

We do. Flyboy and me.

When I get you back to Peru,

I'm going to dump you with the

rest of your feathered relatives.

You're going to Peru?

And I mean it.

What?

You're going to Peru?

Yeah, either there or Hawaii.

You know, got to follow the sun.

You can't mean...

I'm a surf bum.

You know, ride the waves,

eat, sleep,

not a care in the world.

Here...

You hear that?

The sea left its whisper

in there.

That's the secret

to the whole thing.

Well... well, how do...

Excuse me,

I... I don't mean to be nosy.

Who's nosy?

What do you want to know,

angel? My life's an open book.

Well, it... it may be

awfully naive of me,

but when do you work?

Oh, yeah, well,

I tried that once,

but there were too many hours

and rules and regulations.

Nobody ever consulted me about

what flight I was in the mood for.

You mean, the Air Force?

Yeah.

When that Korean bit was over, I knew there

was one thing I didn't want in life...

chains.

And the others?

They're all bums too?

No...

No...

No, they just like to surf.

For them, it's a summer romance.

For me,

it's a full-time passion.

What'll happen to your future?

I mean, doesn't everybody have

to have a goal or something?

Who said?

There's your answer, little one.

"Who said."

The swells are getting pretty big.

I'll see you later.

Come on.

Hi! How's the water?

Gee, you look neat.

Hello, Francie.

How's it going?

I say, there's nothing like

this in England, you know.

There'll always be

a Santa Monica.

Hey, now. Hey, what's up?

How about that tunnel back there.

Did you see it, huh?

It was a beauty,

a great piece of chop.

Francie...

have you met the whole crew yet?

Waikiki. Aloha.

You know Stinky, of course...

fastest parking attendant

West of the Rockies.

When he works. Very funny.

Yeah, who works

when the surf's good.

That's Lord Byron. The beard

means he digs existentialism.

Hot Shot, big fraternity man,

and Lover Boy.

He'll tell you all about himself.

He sure will.

Oh, hey, hey, hey!

Oh, oh, oh! Watch it!

And Moondoggie,

your heroic lifesaver.

Oh, we're all friends.

Please, no tourists, Kahuna.

Hey, Francie's no tourist.

She's got a real yen

to pick up on surfing.

That gidget?

A gidget.

Hey, wait a minute, fellows.

Let me in on the gag too, huh?

You see, it's arrived

at through osmosis.

Yeah.

Girl and midget... a gidget.

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