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Either you're flat or I am.
I beg your pardon.
Always the lady.
Say... Say, what the...?
Why, I frighten your|hiccup away, Marthy.
Yes, you did.
And I'm going to hit you.
See here.|If you soak me in the eye again...
...l'm gonna quit you.
- You get me?|- No. Only on the back this time, Marthy.
I get you.
- Well, I think you lose them, Marthy.|- Yes.
Yes, I did.
Oh, I got it.
Ten... Ten swallows of this|without breathing...
...and... sure cure.
One, two, three, four, five...
See? I told you.|It's a sure cure, never fails.
Yeah, well. Right you are, I'm bone dry.
Wait, I'll get my bonnet.
Hold that, will you?
You're not sorry|you took me back, are you?
Oh, no, Marthy. I'm darn glad|I found you in Norfolk.
Aye, you been too old|to go walking streets, Marthy.
Well, I'm glad you found me.|Honest, I am.
Yeah, I'm glad to be here...
...dump that it is.
You're a good old punk.
- Come on.|- Yeah.
Marthy. Where are you going?
No, Marthy, no, we're in the boat, huh?
- It's all right. It's all right with me.|- That's it, Marthy.
Oh, Marthy, hold my hand.
Hold my hand.
Well, I declare. How can you|do a thing like that?
Wait a minute, now. I'm all right.
Oh, Marthy. Look out.
See, that's... Where are we?
There we are.
- We go down and get a drink.|- No, wait, hon.
Oh, the horses. Oh, where are you?
- Here, Marthy.|- Old fool, I thought I'd lost you.
Just an old fool.
Come on. Here we go.
Come on. Oh, what was that?
Wait, wait. The doors.
- That's not funny.|- Marthy.
- There's the entrance.|- All right...
...wait, wait, wait.
- Yeah.|- Listen.
You wait here, Marthy.
- I go let you in.|- Oh, all right.
Well, that's a g...
Well, why not?
Said she,|with all the dignity in the world.
- Well, hello, Johnny.|- Hello, Chris. How are you?
Come and have a drink on me.|Come on, Larry.
Drinks for the house,|and have one yourself.
Oh, I got money, plenty money.
- Hello, Chris, put it there.|- Larry, give us a drink.
You got half a snootful now.
Oh, I'm a little drunk, not much.|Just feel good.
Come board the ship
Long time I wait for you
The moon, she shines
She looks just like you
Same old Josephine, eh, Chris?
Well, you don't know good song|when you hear it.
Come on, get your drink. Skoal!
- Drink hearty.|- Here's how.
- Come on, Larry, order drinks...|- No, no. No, Chris.
Where you in from this time?
Norfolk. Oh, we make a slow voyage...
...dirty weather, just fog.|Fog all the time.
No, no, I go, Larry.
I forget, it's Marthy.|She come with me.
What's the matter with you,|you old punk?
Gonna keep me|standing out there all night?
I'm sorry, Marthy.|Just I talk with Johnny.
What you think you like|for drink, whiskey?
Well, I'll take a scoop of lager|and ale for a chaser.
I go bring back for you, Marthy.
Lager and ale for Marthy, Larry.|Whiskey for me.
Right you are. By the way, Chris,|we've got a letter for you...
...from St. Paul, Minnesota.
And a lady's writing.
Then that must come from my|daughter, Anna. She living there.
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