Herbie Goes Bananas Page #5

wasn't he?

What are they gonna do with you?

They will send me back where I live,

with the orphans.

But it's okay.

They put me back, I run away again.

Can we be friends?

What's your name?

Qu?

I'll just call you Ocho, okay?

Attaboy, Ocho.

Thanks, Ocho.

I'll pay you back.

But you better go back where you were

so you won't get in trouble.

There it goes.

Don't let it get out of this hold, men!

Check over by the elevator.

In those days,

a captain was a captain.

And a ship was a ship,

not a floating carnival.

The only women aboard were dragged

there by the scruff of their neck.

Gives me goose bumps

just thinking about it.

The Captain is just having

a little jest, ladies.

I'm only telling it like it was.

And should be.

When you talked about liberation

in those days...

...you were talking about battles.

Nations.

Empires.

Captain. Oh, my word!

Sorry.

But, Captain, how can a car

release a boy with a key? Explain that.

I can't explain that any more than

I can explain the Bermuda Triangle.

- Nor do I intend to try.

- I am the sponsor of that little car.

It's going to win

the Brazil Gran Premio.

If you can bring that off, madam,

I will not only part the Red Sea...

...I will tint it magenta!

Captain, I appeal to you as a woman.

A desperate, helpless,

single woman.

Spare that car.

Lorelei and all of her sirens

could not make me veer one degree.

My course is set!

Ship's company.

Stand to, to witness punishment.

Sir. Some of the passengers

might not understand.

I am simply abiding

by the traditions of the sea...

...Chief Steward!

By the powers vested in me

as the captain of this ship...

...I hereby deem

this vehicle a menace...

...to life and limb and the very

safety of the vessel itself.

I herewith commit it to the sea...

...and a fate well deserved.

Doff hats.

Seamen.

Do your duty.

You too?

Bag and baggage.

Anyone remotely associated with

that little car is being put ashore.

If it wasn't for that steward,

we'd have been keelhauled.

I'm sorry it turned out like this.

If I decided to get out of needlepoint

and into racing, it was my choice.

Actually,

there's more to it than that.

Steady. Steady.

We needed backing,

so DJ pitched you on the car...

...while I...

Pitched my niece on the fantail.

I've got too much mileage on me...

...not to recognize an operation

when I see one.

You..? You mean you knew that?

Well...

...I was hoping that something might

happen between you and Melissa.

She's really a wonderful girl.

That's just it.

She's terrific, but...

A little klutzy

for someone like yourself.

Not everybody's made

for each other.

I really like her,

and I don't want her to get hurt.

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