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Heave the starboard line!
Heave the port line.
Make fast starboard line.
Keep your fingers crossed.|We may have some luck.
- What did you say?|- Pardon. The boat sails at 4:00.
Here you are.|Two sacks this time.
- How's the talent this trip?|- Very bad.
- Not much to choose from, huh?|- You can have my shares.
- This all you've got on board?|- There's not one you'd give that for.
Wait a minute!|Look at that!
- What a pretty mouse!|- Who hung that on you?
Oh, no. We have had some bad weather.|I fell against a doorknob.
You oughta cut its fingernails.
- Boat leaves at 4:00 in the morning.|- I'll be here.
- I thought you said...|- You chump. That's the doorknob.
We've got work to do.
Be careful, boys.
Wait a minute.|Take it easy.
- Come on, we'll try again.|- Easy does it.
It wasn't me, lady.|He thought it up by himself.
- We were just gonna buy you a drink.|- Are you Americans?
Gee-willikers! Why didn't you say so?|I'm gonna buy you a drink!
- Then you won't need this.|- Come on.
Sure good to hear something that doesn't|sound like pig latin. Where're you from?
He's Les Peters and I'm Joe Souther.|New York and Kansas.
- What's your name?|- Lee.
- Lee what?|- Bonnie Lee from Brooklyn.
Too bad you didn't break your neck.
Who saw her first?
Here you are, Dutchy.
- Meet Miss Lee.|- How do you do?
I've always wanted...
proprietor of the bar on your left...
- How 'bout a drink?|- Sure! Sit down.
- Make mine bourbon.|- Me, too.
Well me, too.
Why don't you have one with us?
Does it seem good|to be off that boat!
Nothing.|You're sure easy on the eyes.
Same as everybody else,|working for the Dutchman.
- What's that?|- We fly mail and things here and there.
- Skoal!|- To us.
- Down the hatch.|- Happy landings.
What are you doing down here?|On your way back to the States?
- Yep, if I don't get a job in Panama.|- A professional!
I quit a show at Valparaiso.|These are on me.
- Don't do that.|- I said I wanted to buy you a drink.
Wait a minute. If you take his money,|I'll never step foot in this place.
I'll starve, but I won't|come in here again.
I better take his money.
If you take his money, I'll never|come in again. Who asked first?
- I meant what I said.|- So did I.
The drinks are on the house!|Satisfied?
- Very well satisfied.|- That's a shame. He's so cute.
Dutchy, come on back.|No more monkey business.
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