Out to Sea Page #5

- Very good. Very good.

- Magnificent.

Moving experience.

Thank you so much.

You're too kind, really.

Thank you, girls.

What could his parents

have possibly done to him?

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

I'd like to introduce our dance hosts.

Here they are... Mac,

Jonathan, Phil...

- How do you like him?

- Oh, he's too short.

Julio...

- Bobby, Scott,

- Me! Me!

Herb and Ch... Ch...

Ch... Charlie!

Charlie!

Hey, Charlie.

Charlie.

- That guy Herb is cute, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

Well, let's get 'em while they're hot.

Just an expression.

Let's go.

It's just like

the beach at Normandy.

Gentlemen, I didn't hire you

to be wallflowers.

I don't want anyone on my ship

ever to feel ignored.

Mrs. Carruthers, may I

have the great pleasure?

Ah. Oh.

Kiss-ass.

Take it, fellas!

- I'm Mac. Welcome aboard.

- Thank you, Mac.

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.

Where do you think you're going?

Oh, taking on a lot of water

in the forward compartment, sir.

Oh, God.

You have two minutes.

Go.

- Any time you're ready, Herb.

- Huh?

Silly old me. I do expect my dance

hosts to actually dance.

Well, of course, yeah. It's just that

I don't know if I'm up to...

I'll tell you the truth, Gil.

- I lost my wife not too long ago.

- Oh, good. Good.

Tell it to the ladies.

They eat it up.

Um, do I take a number

or, uh...

may I serve myself?

Yeah. Well, I'm

kind of new at this.

Well, you can dance,

can't you?

Ohh!

Oh, you can dance.

Ohh!

Oh, I sure hope

these pins hold.

- What pins?

- Oh, nothing serious.

They just keep my legs

attached to my hips.

Da-da

- Have you ever seen so much food in your life?

- Spectacular!

I was a size four

when I got on this ship.

Excuse me for butting in, but don't

I know you from someplace?

- W-Well, I don't know...

- Pardon me.

Uh...

That's a good smoke.

Sometimes.

Whoo-hoo.!

- I like it.

- Bravo.

Oh, thank you very much.

Is there a seat open there?

- Oh, yes, of course.

- Well, sure.

- Pull up a chair.

- Here we go.

- Looks like it's your lucky night, kid.

- It is that. It is.

Luck had absolutely

nothing to do with it.

She played that hand splendidly.

Absolutely splendidly.

- Why, thank you.

- That's okay. You can drop the accent now.

You want a refill

on this, kid?

- Your glass was empty.

- Oh, thanks.

Name's Charlie Gordon.

I'm single and I'm lookin'.

Liz LaBreche. I'm single and I ain't

lookin', but thanks for the drink.

- Cheers.

- You're welcome.

- They call me Gordo on the street.

- What street is that, Gordo?

Wall Street.

You ever hear of it?

What exactly do you do

on Wall Street?

Well, I have a small

hot dog stand.

When things go badly

over there...

I'm in the mergers

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