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RIGHT NOT TO WANT TO BE DEAD!

AH, SOON AS

THE DANGER'S OVER,

THEY'LL BE SITTING ON THEIR

BARNACLES AND GROUSING.

HARRY, PLEASE! WE'LL BE TRAPPED IN HERE.

WE'LL DIE IN HERE!

UH-UH, NOT ME.

I'M NOT DYING YET.

YEAH, BUT HOW

DO YOU KNOW THAT?

I AIN'T GONNA DIE

TILL I'M GOOD AND READY!

LOOK AT IT. MILES DEEP,

BUT NOTHING TO DRINK.

OK, GUS, OK.

WHAT GRIPES ME MOST IS I

AIN'T GETTING PAID FOR THIS.

WHO SAYS SO?

THE COMPANY.

THE MINUTE:

YOU'RE TORPEDOED,

THE COMPANY:

STOPS YOUR PAY.

HERE. SHUFFLE

THE CARDS.

I CAN'T PLAY ANYMORE. I'M BUSHED, HARRY.

REALLY BUSHED!

WELL, 5 DAYS IN THE

SUN'S A LITTLE RUGGED.

HOW IS IT, RAMON?

GOOD.

HARRY... HE'S GOING TO

LET ME GO.

YEAH, YOU'LL GET HOME ALL RIGHT, KID.

SURE, SURE. YOU'RE

GOING TO MAKE IT.

HERE, KID.

DRINK THIS.

GET HIS HEAD, MUDGE.

THAT'S OUR RATIONS!

YOU GOT NO RIGHT TO-

YOU DON'T MEAN THAT, GUS.

YOU'RE BETTER THAN THAT.

WE AIN'T GONNA DRINK

WATER WHEN WE GET TO PORT.

WE'RE GONNA

DRINK WHISKEY.

I GUESS HE DECIDED

TO WALK HOME.

RAMON DIED FINE.

HE DIDN'T FEEL

NOTHING.

THAT'S A GOOD ENOUGH

WAY TO DIE,

WITHOUT FEELING IT.

THAT'S A GOOD ENOUGH

WAY TO LIVE, BROTHER.

HERE, PASS THIS

ON TO GUS.

HAND ME THAT CANVAS.

I GOTTA PRAY,

HARRY.

IT'S OUR ONLY

CHANCE!

WHO'S STOPPING YOU?

THE KID PRAYED.

YOU SEE GOD, YOU

GOT TO SAVE HARRY.

I'M NOT ASKING THIS

FOR MYSELF.

YOU ASK I FOR YOURSELF.

HARRY DON'T REALLY

MEAN THAT, GOD.

HE KNOWS YOU TOOK

THE ONLY ONE OF US

THAT WAS IN ANY:

SHAPE TO DIE.

LEAVE ME OUT OF IT.

I'M ASKING FOR HARRY AND

GUS AND LIMO AND MODEL T.

I'M NOT ASKING

FOR ME!

BUT IF YOU SEND HELP,

I'LL LIVE A BETTER LIFE.

I'LL NEVER EVEN LOOK

AT BAD WOMEN NO MORE.

HUH! NOW YOU'RE GONNA

BARGAIN WITH HIM!

I'LL NEVER TOUCH

ANOTHER DROP:

OF HARD LIQUOR,

SO HELP ME.

I'LL NEVER USE A KNIFE

ON ANOTHER MAN IN A FIGHT,

NO MATTER HOW MUCH BIGGER HE IS THAN ME.

YOU GOT YOURSELF OU ON A LIMB NOW, BROTHER.

I KNOW YOU HEAR:

HARRY, GOD,

BUT FORGIVE HIS:

SACRILEGE AND HIS MOCKING.

I'LL GIVE YOU

ALL MY MONEY,

ALL OF IT, TO YOUR

CHURCH, SO HELP ME.

OH, NOW YOU'RE GONNA CHEA HIM. YOU AIN'T GOT A DIME!

YES I HAVE, TOO. $2,500

CASH- YOU KNOW THAT, GOD-

IN A SAVINGS ACCOUN IN THE MARITIME UNION

BANK IN FRISCO.

AND I'LL GIVE EVERY PENNY

OF IT TO YOUR CHURCH,

SO HELP ME.

THAT'S A SUCKER

DEAL, MUDGE.

YOU COULDN'T KEEP ONE OF

THOSE PROMISES, LET ALONE 4.

YES I CAN, GOD. DON'T LISTEN TO HARRY.

I SWEAR ON MY:

IMMORTAL SOUL.

ON MY TREMBLING IMMORTAL

SOUL, I SWEAR IT!

WE'RE SAVED!

THANK GOD!

MY PRAYER:

DONE IT!

WELL, WELL!

SO WE GOT A NAVY.

COR BLIMEY, GUS, YOU

LOOK LIKE A REAL GENT.

YEAH, LIMO, I FEEL LIKE A

GENT OUTSIDE AND A WOLF INSIDE.

YOU SURE YOU CUT ALL

THE HAIRS OUT OF MY EARS?

EVERYTHING IS:

SHIPSHAPE NOW, SIR.

THAT TORPEDOING MUST HAVE

BEEN A TERRIBLE EXPERIENCE.

YES, SIR, YOU

MERCHANT MARINE BOYS

GOT JUST AS MUCH RIGH TO CALL YOURSELVES HEROES

AS ANYONE ON:

THE FRONT LINES.

YEAH, YEAH. HEY, YOU

NICKED ME ON THE CHIN.

WHERE'S MY

CITATION?

THEY GAVE HARRY A MEDAL ONE TIME,

BUT A PELICAN:

SWALLERED IT.

YEAH, WE WAS TROLLING IT FOR BAIT.

WELL, I'M ALL CLEAN

AND NEAT, AND NOW I'LL-

OK, MUDGE. AND FOR BEING

SO RUGGED ON THE RAFT,

YOU CAN HAVE SECOND

CHOICE OF THE TOMATOES.

OH NO, HARRY, I'M NO GOING WITH YOU. REMEMBER?

REMEMBER WHAT?

I GOT THE MONEY, THE

$2,500 FOR THE CHURCH.

THAT WAS A SOLEMN

OATH, HARRY,

THE KIND A MAN'S

GOT TO KEEP.

I'D BE HIGHLY HONORED

WAS YOU TO COME ALONG.

I AIN'T IN

ON THE DEAL.

OH. WELL, THEN,

I'LL HAVE TO HANDLE

THIS TRANSACTION

BY MYSELF.

WHAT'S ALL THE RUSH?

A MAN OF STRONG MORAL

CHARACTER MIGHT WAIT,

BUT I BETTER:

NOT.

HOLD IT. AIN'T YOU

FORGETTING SOMETHING?

OH, NO, HARRY. I'VE GO EVERY PROMISE MEMORIZED.

NO WOMEN, NO LIQUOR, NO KNIFE

FIGHTS, AND THE CHURCH DONATION.

BUT WE AIN'T DRUNK

THE MINNIE TOBER DOWN.

I KNOW THAT,

HARRY, BUT-

HEY, YOU GUYS,

MUDGIN DON'T WANT TO

DRINK THE:

MINNIE TOBER DOWN!

YOU'VE GOT TO

DO THAT, MUDGIN!

SHE WAS:

A GOOD SHIP!

AND HER BILGE:

DIDN'T STINK.

HE'S REFLECTING

ON YOU, HARRY!

OH, NO,

HARRY.

I'LL SAY SO!

A GUY THAT WON'T DRINK A LOST SHIP DOWN

REFLECTS ON:

HIS BOSUN!

YEAH!

HE DON'T HAVE TO DO

ANYTHING ON MY ACCOUNT.

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, I'LL

DO IT ON YOUR ACCOUNT, HARRY.

BUT JUS ONE SHORT BEER.

... OF YOU, OF YOU,

I'M DREAMING

THE SEA ROLLS WIDE

'TWEEN ME AND DUBLIN TOWN

WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH HANDSOME TONIGHT?

I DON'T KNOW.

HE DON'T LIKE BLONDES AND

HE DON'T LIKE BRUNETTES.

WHY DON'T YOU SETTLE

FOR ME, THEN, BIG BOY?

YOU'RE A NICE REDHEAD,

BUT I'M LOOKING FOR A DAME

WITH GREEN HAIR AND PURPLE EYES.

... GREEN ON IRISH GROUND

SCAMPS AND SCALAWAGS! MAURA

O'FLAHERTY LEFT WEEPING ON THE DOCKS!

JUST KEENING LIKE A BANSHEE!

I- I'LL BEAR NO MORE OF IT!

NO MORE OF IT!

WAITER. WAITER!

IT'S GONE, HARRY.

MY MONEY'S GONE.

I WAS ROLLED. IT'S

GONE, ALL RIGHT.

IT AIN'T UP

THERE, MUDGE.

WE TURNED THE DUMP

INSIDE-OUT.

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR

BREAKING ALL THOSE PROMISES.

WELL, I DIDN' KNIFE ANYBODY.

NO, YOU AIN'T VIOLATED

THE ATLANTIC CHARTER.

POLICE!

POLICE!

LIMO AND MODEL T!

THEY'RE STILL UP

THERE. COME ON.

OWWWW!

HERE HE IS!

HEY! WHERE YOU BEEN

KEEPING YOURSELF, MUDGE?

IN AN ALLEY:

SOMEPLACE.

HE'S GOT THE BLOODY

ROTTEN SHAKES, HARRY.

WHAT'S THE MATTER,

PAL? YOU HURT?

I'M AWFUL

SCARED, HARRY.

OF WHAT?

I DON'T KNOW.

WELL, WE AIN' GOT ALL DAY.

LET HIM TALK. SPIT IT OUT, MUDGE.

IN THE FIGHT, I THREW MY KNIFE AWAY,

NOT WANTING TO CUT A

MAN, YOU UNDERSTAND?

AND IT STRUCK ANOTHER MAN IN THE ARM.

I SAW THE BLOOD:

DRIPPING,

AND I LOOKED DOWN AT MY HANDS LIKE THIS,

AND THEN, SUDDEN-LIKE, I RAN.

THEN I HAPPENED.

WHA HAPPENED?

I LOST MY SOUL.

YOU LOST WHAT?

MY WEEPING IMMORTAL SOUL, HARRY.

LIKE A NIGHTMARE.

LIKE A HAND REACHING

INTO MY CHES AND TEARING

SOMETHING OPEN.

A SHINY LITTLE SEED NO

BIGGER THAN A PINPOIN COME OUT OF HERE, AND

I GRABBED AT IT, AND...

AND IT DRIFTED AWAY

IN THE FOG.

COR BLIMEY!

NO WIRING OR NOTHING ATTACHED, MUDGIN?

NOT A THREAD.

NOT A COBWEB, EVEN.

IT WAS LIKE:

A LITTLE FIREFLY.

I'M AWFUL GLAD

YOU'RE HERE, HARRY.

THIS IS MY:

FAULT, TOO.

OH, NO, NO. YOU CAN'T SAY THAT, HARRY.

IF A MAN LOSES:

HIS SOUL,

THAT'S HIS OWN PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY.

HOW LONG YOU GONNA

PUT UP WITH THIS LITTLE GUY?

HE'S BUG-EYES,

HE'S CUCKOO.

THAT AIN'T SO, GUS.

I'M AS RATIONAL

AS YOU ARE.

YOU GOTTA TAKE:

IT INTO ACCOUN I SAW MY SOUL DISAPPEAR

UP POWELL STREET.

MAYBE IT HAPPENED

LIKE HE SAYS.

HE SURE LOOKS LIKE

ALL OF A SUDDEN:

HE LOST HIS MAGNETO.

YOU FEEL KIND OF LIKE YOU

AIN'T GETTING THE JUICE, MUDGIN?

I DON' FEEL NOTHING-

ALL NUMB-LIKE

INSIDE.

AH, BALONEY!

YOU AIN'T GO A SOUL, MUDGIN.

NOBODY'S GO A SOUL.

SO HOW CAN YOU LOSE WHAT DON'T EXIST?

I SAW IT, GUS.

WELL, GO FIND

THE THING, THEN!

YOU OUGHT TO TAKE

THIS MATTER UP:

WITH A GOOD CHURCH

OF ENGLAND REVEREND.

OH, A PREACHER

WOULDN'T KNOW!

WHY WOULDN'T HE

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