Girls! Girls! Girls! Page #5
Take it away!
- Whats the figure?
- Gross weight.
- And that?
- The days price per ton!
- Whats that sneaky little figure?
- What does that mean?
- lt means your share is $7 1 .59.
Your differential friend has thrown you
a curve. l make it $1 03.
- Thats without the sliding scale.
- Sos our deal.
Bigger load, smaller percentage.
lts standard.
- ln the numbers racket?
Mr Johnson!
The more l haul,
the bigger your cut.
l was nice when you blew
your first run. Dont push me!
Johnson! ld rather
you be honest than nice.
- $7 1 is good for a days work.
- $1 03 is better. lts what we agreed.
$7 1 and 59 cents.
Count out the rest, Mr Johnson.
You just dont understand business.
Johnson!
The For Sale signs off.
- Usually is when you sell.
- Who bought it?
Thats classified material, Skipper.
Pick up your money.
This just came in.
l know its new...
...but is it really me?
l think it captures your image
extremely well, Mrs Figgot.
Oh! That one over there has
a teeny-weensy bit more elan.
l dont think so. This is...
lve always loved roses...
This one is so beautifully
understated, dont you think?
- Absolutely muted.
- lll take it.
- Put it on my account.
- Yes.
Now... ! Lets check...
No!
- lm sorry. We ran out of boxes.
- Thats all right.
l just love the hat! Bye!
Laurel...
- Where is it?
- lts been sold.
- lt was mine!
- l know.
Why didnt you do something?
- Are you just going to stand there?
- Can we go?
This is outrageous.
l will not stand for it.
- Mr Peabody!
- l heard the sound of conflict.
- You must be the manager.
- Yes, Madam.
lm Mrs Figgot.
- Thats a name you dont fool with!
Miss Dodge!
- The penalty for desertion...
- Mr Peabody!
How did you know
Johnson sold the West Wind?
l went to the docks to look for you
and they were taking the sign off.
- Good afternoon.
- Come with me, please.
- May l take your order?
- Two coffees, two salads. OK?
Bring the coffee now, please.
Theres something l must tell you.
The man l told you about...
ld been fooled.
- With you...
- With me, what?
With you it was different.
lt wasnt me before, it was my money.
Oh! Thats the mystery. Youre rich.
Yes.
- Try to live with it!
- Dont!
- You dont know what its like.
- No, l dont!
You look at every man suspiciously.
l had to find someone
whod love me for myself.
- lve been very lucky.
- Weve both been lucky, that way.
- Why are you telling me this now?
- l bought the West Wind, Ross.
- Where are you going?
- l dont know.
lm going with you.
- What have l done?
- Look...
When my father died,
l lived on what people gave me.
Clothes that didnt fit,
toys that had been thrown out.
l thought the food l ate was because
someone had finished with it.
Youll never understand.
A man must work for what he wants.
l have a right to do this for you.
l love you!
l dont take handouts from anybody.
l dont want to be kept.
Arent we working a little early today?
- You sing very well.
- l hear youre talented, too.
- lm sorry how things turned out.
- Boo-hoo.
- We had a fight.
- Tough.
Do you know where he is?
- l ought to have you thrown out.
- l have to find him.
He does this all the time.
Gets in a mood and disappears.
- Where?
- Paradise Cove.
Thatll be home
now the Stavroses are gone.
lm being much too polite to you.
l must be over the guy!
- Ready, Robin?
- Sure.
- Well?
Youd better not.
- Too late. Got my drink down.
- May l use that man? lll pay.
You want to rent him or buy him?
l want him to sail the West Wind
to Paradise Cove.
There must be somebody you can spare.
Theres only one man
this business can spare.
- Thats me.
- lm sure of that.
lll take you.
- How much?
- lt wont cost you a dime.
- Just what do you expect?
- Dinner, Saturday.
- Thats all?
- l dont have to push.
l know lm irresistible.
- When can we start?
- lll get my hat and go with you.
- Ed, stand by to cast off.
- Yes, sir.
Make yourself comfortable.
l heard sailboats needed sails to sail.
They do.
- You didnt say it had an auxiliary.
- You didnt ask.
l could have done this myself.
lve been had.
Not yet.
Your eyes are bigger than
your stomach, Mr Johnson.
- Guests dont work, Ross.
- This one does.
Better get it finished. Radio says
heavy rains in the next few hours.
They did, huh? We find out.
Kapu! Kapu!
Kapu!
There you are, kitty.
First time l saw that.
He must know hell be fed.
No food. He tells weather.
lts gonna rain. l heard it on the radio.
- What they know about weather?
- l suppose Kapu knows!
White spots in eyes, it rain.
No spots, no rain.
No spots, no rain.
Youd better stow this gear
if you dont want to get it wet.
Very dangerous animal
when contradicted.
- Terribly sorry!
- lll bet.
Chen!
- Chen!
- Yes, sir!
- Do you see anything?
- Yes, sir!
Fish?
No, sir!
Captain! Hey, Captain!
Fish off the starboard bow!
Thank you! Youre very kind.
This is WY2 768,
calling marine operator. Over.
- This is a marine operator.
- Shh!
Come in WY2 7 68, come in.
Get me Paradise Cove.
Kin Yung house. Emergency!
Ross, you stop now.
Save strength for party.
- What party?
- Big catch, big party.
l do the work.
l dont feel much like a party.
You will, Ross.
Plenty wine, plenty girls.
Not interested. lts hot!
So true. Sun is out.
OK. The cat was right, wasnt it?
Should be. Very hep cat.
- Ross! Ross!
- What, Madam?
Call for you from Number One son.
OK. lll be right there.
Chen on telephone. Ship to shore.
This is Ross. Whats your location?
About four miles south of Paradise Cove.
We passed the West Wind just now.
Laurel Dodge is on it. Over.
So what? She bought it. Over.
Johnsons on it, too.
Doesnt look good, Ross.
Whats he doing on...?
Never mind. Thanks, Chen.
Thank you, Madam.
Get in the skiff. lll tell you later!
- Step on it.
- Whats the rush?
Laurels on the West Wind
with Johnson.
- Where?
- About half a mile out, straight ahead.
l step on it.
- Why dont you let go of me?
- Dont worry, shes on automatic pilot.
Open her up, Kin!
- You wanna fly, Ross?
- lf we can, yeah!
OK, we fly.
Now, were flyin!
Now lll ask you a question.
Whats so special in Paradise Cove?
- Know what l think? Ross Carpenter.
- What about him?
You bought this boat for him.
Or you bought him for this boat.
Now, theres a boy on a mans errand.
Now, take it easy! Relax!
l see em!
Ahoy, Skipper!
Just pull up alongside em.
Welcome aboard!
Ross!
Get off the white horse.
You got it all wrong.
Stop it, Ross!
- Stop it!
- Relax and enjoy it. You cant stop him.
- Get up!
- Finished?
- No, lm not finished.
- You are. You havent got the heart.
Youre gonna buy this boat
back from her.
- Am l, Miss Dodge?
- lf he says so.
- l say so.
- For you, anything. Like l said...
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