Road to Bali Page #3

Don't look now , but Abu and his

brother are still with us.

Don't worry about them. Let them

get their own girls.

I wonder if they massage?

Too bad my prayers were not

answered.

- Prayers? For me?

- Yes!

That you be washed overboard.

Despite your prayers, I managed to

obtain some excellent diving equipment....

... and two american divers. I think

our plan....

Our plan? I want no part of it.

Your two americans will die like all

the others.

It's just cold-blooded murder.

-How about those chicks huh?

- Steady, steady now. Remember Austrailia.

All that trouble.

Yes, we're not going to get involved

with girls again. Remember?

- Well.......

- Well.......

Well.......

Your turn.

Your Highness, may I present our

guests.

Your Highness!

Gentlemen, you are in the presence

of my cousin, Princess Lala.

Well the name is Bridley, Princess.

Harold Bridley.

Sportsman, racketure, polo player

and all-around good egg.

Welcome to Batu gentlemen.

George Cockran at your service

Your Highness.

- Continental?

- Oh go run and play with the

peasants. I'll take care of Your Royal Highness.

- Do you always fight over girls?

- Well what else is there to fight over?

We've never had any money.

That's for Washington.

Now let's be fair, be fair Leroy. If

you can't pay, you do time.

Follow me gentlemen.

We're coming.

They have become friendly.

- That is a bad omen.

- Omens are for old women.

Sharks will soon be picking their

bones.

This kid carries her own antenna.

- Man, this is quite a quonset.

- Amazing what you can do with a G-I loan.

They must have gambling here.

She was my mother. Queen

Tomma of Batu.

- Beautiful.

-And he was my father.

Didn't anybody in the family wear

the pants?

Colorful old chap, wasn't he? He

must have gotten around some.

Father sailed a merchant ship that

docked here. He liked the island,

met mother and remained.

- I'd like to remain her myself.

- You're reading my mind.

- You're the one that always wants

to go home. - I'm home!

-Something wrong Princess?

You must be very tired after your

voyage. You must rest before.....

- Before what?

- Before tonight. I'm having a feast in your honor.

- Run out to the car and get my

finger bowl, huh?

- Will you need your chopsticks?

- Just my fork and a pusher.

- I may join you.....l think you'll...

Hey, not bad without a reservation huh?

- Rest well. I will see you tonight.

- Leave a call or we'll call you later.

Here! Here!

Don't over match yourself old man.

- We may get a little rain later.

- Oh bug that.

-Gee, what a spot this is.

- Isn't this lush.

Would you like me to shoot you a

squirrel before your nap sir?

- Lou wouldn't do that Daniel Boone.

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