A Girl in Every Port Page #9

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And I mean any minute.

What kinda double-cross you givin' me?

I stand to win 100 grand easy

and you throw it under the horse!

- Just let me explain.

- Making a sucker outta me, huh?

You had to buy a horse.

If I catch you without them heaters,

I'll twist you into a pretzel.

- It better be pretty soon.

- Shoot them.

This is our party.

Sure glad you guys showed up.

I hope you like fish.

We're about to meet some.

Just a minute, fellas. I got something

to do and now's the time to do it.

I told you I'd twist you into a pretzel.

Ha, drawn, huh, Benny?

- All right, men, to the harbour.

- Wait a minute. I don't get it.

You will, pal, just be patient.

- You see that rope?

- Yeah.

- And that anchor?

- Yeah.

They're gonna tie one end of the rope

round our necks and the other to the anchor.

- Uh-huh.

- And guess what?

- What?

- Dump us into the bay.

Oh, well, for a minute, I

thought you said... Wait a minute!

- We could drown!

- It's a possibility.

OK, break it up. They belong to us.

Couldn't you let us drown 'em first?

Please. We promise not to be long.

I wish I could but it's against

regulations. They go back with us. Sorry.

Come on, you two.

- What are they gonna do to us?

- Hang us, I think.

I don't see no rope.

Maybe they found a way

to do it without a rope.

Seamen Linn and Dunnevan, step forward.

For heroism... and quick thinking,

which saved the ship from destruction

at the hands of saboteurs,

who on the night of the 14th,

boarded with high explosives

and were apprehended, overpowered

and locked in custody,

by Seaman Timothy Aloysius Dunnevan

and Benjamin Franklin Linn...

- Them two guys with the bag, Benny.

- We could have been killed.

The United States Navy hereby cites them

for courage and bravery

beyond the call of duty.

Your brain, Benny?

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