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You're looking

at the new foreman.

Carbon? You'll end up

in a straitjacket!

Be a nice comfortable feeling

after knocking around with you

for 12 years.

Regular hours.

Weekly paycheck.

Might even find myself a girl

and get married.

Now don't let's overdo it, chum.

Oh, the point is, Rian,

I'm tired.

I'm tired of gold dust

that turns out to be sand,

diamonds that turn out

to be glass

and emeralds that turn out

to be beryllium.

You're breaking my heart.

Go on, catch your boat.

No hard feelings.

You just put

an extra million in my pocket.

Meanwhile, you'll need

something for the rent.

So long, pal.

Ah, Rian,

it has been a long time.

A long time.

Will you cover that?

Sudden death, huh?

One throw.

Okay.

One more, Rian?

Uh, uh, uh, some other time.

Any luck, Senor Mitchell?

Yes, and all of it bad.

Perhaps you would like a drink

of the house?

Aha.

Vic, I knew

you'd change your mind.

No, the boat burned out

a bearing.

We're sailing at midnight.

Oh, I should've known.

A man goes crazy, he doesn't get

his marbles back in a few hours.

Give me another one, Pedro,

I need it.

Come on.

Arm got cold, huh?

You don't risk it,

you don't win it.

You'll never change.

Pedro, me, too.

She comes over here,

we buy her a drink,

the two guys resent it.

Words are exchanged, a fight

starts, we wreck the joint.

They call out the militia,

throw us in the cooler.

Midnight the boat sails

without me.

I just thought that--

Don't think.

Yeah, well, of course,

you're quite right.

That's exactly

what I was planning.

But you can't blame me

for trying.

You know, we've been together

a long time.

I'll be kind of lost

without you.

Not that you're any great shakes

as an engineer,

mind you, but...

Well, I got so used to

having you around.

You know, I really believe

you're on the level.

Heh, anyway--

But I'd like to have it

your way, pal,

but I'm afraid I've had it.

I don't know,

the old motor's kind of tired,

really needs a carbon job.

Hey, that's not bad.

You get it? Carbon job?

I get it.

I'm sorry.

Well, so long, Vic.

It's been a lot of laughs.

Well, what's your rush?

There's no point

in dragging it out.

Oh, come on,

I'll buy you a drink.

I got a lot of time to kill.

You wanna buy me a drink?

Yeah, I wanna buy you a drink.

For auld lang syne.

All right. Just one.

For auld lang syne.

Pedro.

Fill them up here, will you?

Be forgot

And never brought to mind

Should auld acquaintance

Be forgot

Pal, pal!

Should auld acquaintance

Be forgot And

auld lang syne

Here you are, chum.

Cabin six, B deck.

You're a real pal.

You got me on board

just like you said. I...

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