Our Relations Page #5

- How are you, Finn?|- What's on your mind?

We hate to disturb you|but we've come to ask a little favour.

What do you want?

We've just had the good fortune to meet|two charming and refined young ladies.

Yeah, Alice and Lily.

So what?

lf you don't mind, we'd like to cancel|our little financial arrangement.

We decided to put off being millionaires|till the next trip.

lf it's your money you want,|l am not interested.

- You won't give us our money back?|- l will not.

But it's ours - besides, we don't get paid|till we get to Singapore.

Not one penny will you get.

l made a gentlemen's agreement with you|to protect you from yourselves.

- Should l go back on my word?|- We wouldn't mind, would we?

- We won't hold it against you!|- Go ahead.

Get out of here!

Well, if that's the way you feel about it|we'll be forced to assert our prerogative

and search this room.

Go ahead and search, what do l care?

You'll be sorry, putting us to all this trouble.

lt's no use looking here, you can search|till Doomsday and you'll never find it.

Does that mean it isn't in this room?

l wouldn't say yes and l wouldn't say no.

- You know what we can do?|- What?

- We can...|- Shh.

We can steal his clothes and pawn them|and get enough money to pay the bill.

We'll give you one more chance.|Do we get our money or not?

Absolutely not.

No! Oh!

(Finn grunting)

Hey, come back! Hey, stop!

Come on, you know|we've got to meet the wives.

Stay here - asking the pawnbroker|if he had any second hand ice-cream cones!

(Parps)

(Parps)

How much did you get?

- Two dollars.|- Well, we can't pay the bill with that.

- The girls are still...|- Don't worry, l'll take charge of this matter.

Come on.

Maybe we better talk to Finn from|a distance. He was pretty mad when we left.

Good idea.

(Whistles)

(Both) Oh, Finn!

- Maybe he's asleep.|- l'll wake him up.

(Clack)

Ow!

- We're back!|- Where's my clothes?

- We pawned them!|- What?!

lf you don't give us our money|we won't give you the ticket!

Yeah, and the ship'll sail|and you'll be left behind.

All right, give me the ticket|and l'll give you your money.

- You cross your heart?|- You don't doubt me, do you?

(Both) Yes!

Oh-ho!

We'll be right up!

Here's the ticket and|there's the two dollars to get your suit.

- Now give us our money.|- l have to go and get it.

- Where is it?|- Sewn in the lining of my coat you pawned.

Why didn't you tell us before?|Having us run about on a wild goose chase!

- Give me the ticket, l'll go and get it!|- Oh, no. Once bitten, twice shy!

- Give us the ticket...|- l've got it figured out. Take off your clothes.

- What for?|- One suit l'll wear there,

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