Jumping Ship Page #6

Up There.

Thanks.

Feel Better.

[Sighs]

[Cell Phone Dialing Beeps]

Roxanne. Hi.

It's, Um, Michael.

Yeah. Um...

No, Honey.

You Know What? I Don't

Think That Meeting You

In Australia

Is Gonna Work Out.

Yes, And I Am

A Workhorse. Uh-Huh.

Heh, That's Right,

Available To You 24-7.

Uh, Yeah. Sure.

No, I'll Get A Rsum

Right Off To You.

No, I Appreciate

The Opportunity.

Thank You.

All Right. Bye-Bye.

[Sighs] What Am I

Gonna Do, Tommy? Huh?

My Dad Said

I Have To Get A Job

Before The End

Of The Summer

Or He's Gonna

Put Me To Work

As A File Clerk

In His Office.

Ok.

Anyway, I Have

3 Weeks Left,

One Of Which...

I'm With You.

Why Are You Lookin' Now

If You Had All Summer?

You Know What?

You Are Absolutely Right.

I Left It

To The Last Minute,

And I Am Trashing

Our Time Together,

So, Uh...

Tell You What

I'm Gonna Do.

I Want You...

To Hold This For Me.

Really?

Yeah.

Just Take It, All Right?

I'm Gonna Be Fine.

I'm Not Gonna Make

Any More Phone Calls

On That Thing

Until We Get Home,

All Right? I Promise.

Deal.

All Right.

Tell You What.

I'm Gonna Go Grab

The Camera,

Take Some Photos,

You Put That

In My Suitcase.

All Right?

All Right.

All Right,

Buddy.

Oh.

Where Is The Camera?

In The Wheelhouse.

Cool.

Where's The Wheelhouse?

Where The Wheel Is.

Ok.

[Fishing Line

Unreeling]

Oh, No.

Michael:

All Right!

So, Time To Take

Some Photos.

You Ready?

Uh, Michael?

Hey, Are You Ok?

You're Not Gettin'

Sick, Are You?

No.

Ok.

All Right.

Well, Get Ready,

Buddy.

[Camera Timer Beeping]

Smile For The Camera.

Say Cheese.

I Can Already

Smell The Money.

Get Goin'!

Hey.

You Need Somethin'?

Yeah. I Was

Wonderin' If, Um...

You Had Any Pellegrino.

What's That?

Water.

You Guys Got Your Labels

For Everything, Don't You?

What's Up With You, Huh?

You Know, For A Guy

Who's In A Service-Oriented

Business,

You Really Do Have

A Serious Attitude

Problem, You Know That?

I Bet You Don't Get Many

Repeat Customers, Do You?

The Water's In

The Galley, Mr. Wood.

Help Yourself.

I Just Don't Get It.

I Came Up Here

So We Could Talk--

Shh.

Hey, Don't Shush Me.

All Right?

No, Just Listen.

I Hear Something.

Michael:
What?

Uh, This Is Not Good.

What's--What's Going On?

What Are You Doing?

We're About To Be Hit

By Pirates.

Pirates?!

What--

Island Patrol.

This Is The Tiffany,

Come In.

How Do You Know

They're Pirates?

Well, They're Comin' Up

In An Inflatable.

They Made No Radio Call.

I'm Sure

They're Not Coming

For The Pellegrino.

Trust Me.

Island Patrol.

Mayday! Mayday!

Michael:

What Do They What?

Jake:
Want Me

To Stop And Ask?

Hey, Guys.

What's Goin' On?

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