Pete Winning and the Pirates Page #2

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- They certainly are.

You interested?

- What exactly are you

tryin' to do, Mr. Winning?

- All this talk about

safe zones and radiation,

but these two maps are proof enough

that at least one damn fool

made it there and back.

- Which is obvious.

- Are you saying you know

where the missin' map is?

- The map of the east, queen's home turf?

Could be worth millions.

- Exactly.

- So, where are we headed?

- Out

there.

- We don't know yet.

- We'll think of something.

- Listen, pal, it's gonna

be a little bit tough

with just the four a ya.

Uh, three of you.

- What?

- Three of you.

This is insane, and please

give me a minute to clarify,

if I got this right, you're planning

to go on a wild journey

into the lion's den

to steal an invaluable map,

and then plan to make it

back to the west coast

all in one piece, without turning ugly,

just so you don't have to pay the queen

to live on her land anymore.

Well great.

What about the Crimsons?

Those suckers are viscous.

I don't have the stones for that anymore.

And besides, the queen,

she ain't that bad.

You really should consider upgrading

to one of her water engines.

Gas is what got us into

this trouble to begin with.

Well, it was nice

knowin' ya, Pete Winning,

and Eva, and Victor and what's your faces.

- Finch, it's Finch.

Toodles.

Good luck savin' the world.

Those guys are dead meat.

Mutant, dead fish meat.

- Hang the tariff.

God knows you guys'll be needing

as much help on that ship as you can get.

I may be no Carmen,

but you can count on me, mate.

- Jane, are you sayin' you're gonna--

Stay.

Tell the queen you let me get away.

- Well--

- Or you can shoot me

like you're supposed to.

- Dammit.

Are you sure that water pump is workin'?

- Now's our chance.

Let's get that map.

- When do we get this over with?

- Hey, what's the rush?

If that's Pete Winning,

we're gonna have to do a Carmen.

We want this to go as

easy as a coal hitch.

- Quit your complainin'.

I've heard rumor that she's got

one of the queen's maps.

- Aye, but you can't believe

everything you hear, Captain.

- Perhaps.

But I can believe how

many of these we've got.

- Fuel's getting low.

- Yeah.

I'm beginning to forget

what shore looks like.

I'm getting hungry.

- Thank you.

- Why don't you take a rest?

- You really should talk to the queen

about one of her engines.

Look, there's an island

upwind where we can refuel.

- Get down!

- Finch, into the cabin!

I'm movin'!

- I'm tired of people

taking potshots at my boat.

Jesus.

Come on.

Oh, you're kidding.

- Huh.

- This is quite the amusing scenario.

- It's usually customary to ask for

permission to come aboard.

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