Girls! Girls! Girls! Page #3

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- lll make my own jokes, thanks.

- lts not funny. lts sad.

You didnt show.

Hes in town so l called him.

Why am l always explaining?

Maybe its something you do.

The hotel never heard of you.

- Trust me on that one.

- Why?

Because l went to the trouble

of asking where l could find you,

and you like games as well as l do.

Come aboard and play.

- Tell me the rules.

- l got a feeling youd cheat.

Thats usually what ladies say

to gentlemen.

- l just came to mend fences.

- Ever tried canvas?

- Can you stitch?

- l kicked the habit.

- Sit down. Coffee?

- Save it for tonight.

- What happens tonight?

- Dinner.

lm taking you to dinner!

Well eat at my bosss house.

- lf youre broke...

- lm not.

l hope youre not dreary

about money.

We go where l can afford

or not at all.

lts Papa and Mama Stavros

anniversary.

lll meet you at 7.30 sharp.

No wandering around hotel lobbies.

7.30 sharp.

Whats she doing here? ls the fleet in?

- Lay off, Robin.

- Ditto.

Wanna come aboard?

l wouldnt get aboard

Cleopatras barge with you.

- Why did you come?

- To apologise for the other night.

- l accept.

- l withdraw.

- l didnt know you had company.

- Robin.

- Youre a fast worker.

- l know youre upset.

lm not upset. lm hurt. H-U-R-T.

You know how it is

between you and l.

l dont want to hear that.

l know how it is between us.

l also know how it could be, OK?

OK.

Youll come back this time,

like you always do.

All right, Robin, all right.

Are you? Tell me.

l dont know.

Sir Galahad.

Youre Sir Galahad,

Don Juan and Casanova rolled into one.

lf it isnt this boat, its girls.

Girls, girls, girls!

And dont you follow me!

Sir? Could you tell me...?

Scat! Get outta here! Scat!

- This is really your family, isnt it?

- Well, sort of.

l never knew my mother.

We lost her when l was born.

When my dad died, l had to sell

the boat to pay for everything, so...

You dont have to explain to me.

lm sorry theyre leaving.

Quiet, please! Quiet!

A toast from Linda and me

to Mama and Papa,

for taking the trouble

to meet, marry and get us born.

lt was no trouble at all!

Excuse me.

Many happy years to you, Mama

and Papa Stavros. Best of health.

- This is for you.

- Thank you, Ross!

- Ross, what do l get?

- You got Mama!

Please, dont cry, Mama.

Thats not good for you.

Mama!

- lts so pretty!

- l know, but dont cry.

Shes running just fine. Just fine.

You love this boat.

Oh, yeah. My father and l spent

every spare minute working on it.

We measured, sanded

and polished every board.

My dad was a great guy.

Youd have liked him.

And then, the day it was finished

was the day he died.

Somehow the boat meant...

lm sorry. Were getting too serious.

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