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on that. It's very mean of you.

Anybody would think

I'd been a lot of trouble.

I haven't. You can't say I've been

one bit of trouble to anyone...

...have I?

- Sure you have. Sure you have.

- I don't see...

Well, how?

Just... Just being around is trouble.

Oh, dear, and I thought everything

was going so nicely.

Oh, you're all right.

But women just can't help

being a bother.

- Made that way I guess.

- Well, anyhow...

I've had the happiest time

of my life on this old ship.

That's... That's fine.

Say...

Did you really mean that, Ann?

Of course. Everyone's so nice to me.

Dr. Denham and the skipper...

Don't you think the skipper

is a sweet old lamb?

I'd hate to have him

hear me say that.

Iggy's nice to me.

Iggy likes me better than

he likes anybody onboard.

Don't you, Iggy?

- That's right. Of course you do.

- Beauty and the beast, eh?

Well, now, I never thought

I was good-looking.

Put on one of the costumes.

The light's right for those tests now.

All right, Mr. Denham.

I won't be a minute.

Beauty and the beast.

Mr. Denham...

...I'm gonna do some butting in.

- What's your trouble?

- When do we find out...

...where we're going?

- Pretty soon.

Will you tell us

what happens after?

How can I? I'm not a fortuneteller.

You must have

some idea what you're after.

What's the matter?

You going soft.

Oh, you know I'm not.

Not for myself.

- For Ann.

- Oh, you have gone soft on her, eh?

I've got enough troubles without

a love affair to complicate things.

- Better cut it out, Jack.

- Love affair.

- Think I'm gonna fall for any dame?

- I never knew it to fail.

Some big hard-boiled egg gets

a look at a pretty face, bang...

...he cracks up, gets sappy.

- Who's going sappy?

I haven't run out on you?

No. You're a pretty tough guy.

But if beauty gets you, you...

I'm going right

into a theme song here.

- Say, what are you talking about?

- It's the idea of my picture.

The beast was a tough guy too.

He could lick the world, but when

he saw beauty, she got him.

He went soft, he forgot his wisdom

and the little fellas licked him.

Think it over, Jack.

Mr. Denham, skipper

wants you up on the bridge.

- He says we've reached the position.

- Good.

Come on, Jack. You're in on this.

I'm gonna spill it.

There's our noon position.

Two south, 90 east.

Now, you promised some information

when we got here.

- Way west of Sumatra.

- And way out of any waters I know.

I know the East Indies like

I do my own hand...

...but I've never been here.

- Where do we go from here?

- Southwest.

- Southwest?

Well, there is nothing

for thousands of miles.

Keep your shirt on, skipper.

We're not going thousands of miles.

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