Give Me a Sailor Page #3
- Year:
- 1938
- 80 min
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yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
a yo-ho-ho and-
Oh, Letty?
- Hiya, cookie!
- Hello, Walter.
I'm taking you to the picnic.
Me? You are taking me?
I- I-I mean, are you?
Better get dressed,
and I'll be back later.
All right.
Uh-
Ohhh!
Oh. I'm not nervous.
Hey,Jim. Fix my lashes for me, will you?
I got the shakes.
Did he ask you?
Uh-huh.
That gets it.
No, I'll get some water.
It's all right.
Here, just sit
right down here.
I'll hang it three layers thick. Plenty
of charm. Don't get it in my eye.
It's all right. Haven't
missed an eye for years.
Boy, that's marvelous. With those
lashes, you could clean the windows.
If you get a chance, just
wiggle at him, like this.
Give him the roll.
I'll fan him with them.
That's got it!
Thanks Jim. Okay.
Hey, Letty. Give me a dime,
and I'll tell you something.
Oh, I got troubles;
I don't have to buy them.
About Walter?
Okay.
Nancy said to Uncle Walter,
You take Letty to the picnic...
and ditch her, and I'll
ditch Rodney. And then-
- Go away. - 'just as
if they went together
Whats the matter?
Will you please go away?
Well, all right.
But you still owe me my dime.
Oh! Uh"
Nancy snitched your blue dress,
and she's gonna wear it too.
Hello, Rodney.
Hello, Nancy!
My, you look grand.
Do you like it?
Uh-huh!
Letty, Letty!
Come on. Walter's yelling for you.
He's downstairs.
I'm not going.
That's fine, only hurry.
What!
I'm not going.
Great Caesar's ghost!
Why?
Because.
Because.
She's not going.
Ha-ha.
Ten years of scheming kicked in the pants.
Our agreement, a mere nothing.
Oh, Letty. Won't you
please open the door?
No. A w, come on. Remember
your oath, darling.7
Letty. Letty?
Letty. Letty!
Let me in, or I'll drag you
through the keyhole!
Open the door!
No.
Aw, you- Aww.
Oh! Walter. Why aren't you dancing?
Ha-ha.
Whats the matter?
Got on a stiff shirt?
Oh, Walter's all right. Hes just got
funny ideas. Old-fashioned ones.
What goes on here
In my heart
All this bumpin' and thumpin'
and jumpin'
When I see you
What goes on here
When we part
It keeps bumpin' and thumpin'
and jumpin'
The whole night through
It will stop a while;
So quiet, and then
If you happen to smile
There's a riot again
What goes on here
In my heart, dear;
Could this bumpin' and
thumpin' and jumpin'
Be love;
What goes on here
In my heart
I wish I knew.
All this bumpin' and thumpin'
and jumpin'
When I see you How many
fellows do you say that to?
What goes on here
When we part
It keeps bumpin' and thumpin'
and jumpin'
Maybe it's indigestion.
It will stop a while;
So quiet, and then
If you happen to smile
There's a riot again
What goes on here
In my heart, dear;
Could this bumpin'
and thumpin' and jumpin'
Be love
Look, honey, let's go someplace.
I want to talk to you.
In a minute, Rodney. What do you
mean, In a minute, Rodney?
Now, really, I must say- Uh-uh-uh.
Mustn't scowl.
Come on, honey.
Let's have fun, huh?
It's fun having fun. And if I don't
hit the deck every time you whistle,
it doesn't mean that I
don't love you, does it?
Mmm. We, no.
Come on. If you want to
have fun, let's have fun!
All right. I'll get them.
I'll get them!
Quiet, everybody!
Quiet? Quiet?
We're going to eat now!
There's enough for everybody. Who'll
get Letty's good food out of my car?
Nancy, there's something I want to say.
Yes, dear?
Uh, I mean, uh- With the pay I'm
getting now, don't you think-
HEY! IFS gone!
It's gone!
There isn't any! It isn't anyplace!
It isn't in the car!
- What's gone? - The food! Our supper!
This is all there was.
Jim.
Hey, you shouldn't have stolen all
the food. Why not? We were gypped.
Puppets of passion. That's what we are.
Ah, this thing called love.
Yeah. It don't make sense Jim.
Me, for instance.
Ever since I first saw Walter,
all I've had is a pain. Here.
Yeah, I know. Sort of
like a blown-up feeling.
Pickle?
Nah.
No, sir, Letty. It just
don't make sense. Ah, me.
Just don't add up. I'm tired of
counting on that handsome lug.
- Yes, but you're not going to quit now.
- I have quit.
But you can't! Not after ten years.
Weve just begun to fight.
Well, you fight.
A girl's gotta have her pride.
Walter just can't see me through
Nancy's dust. Quiet. Let me think.
You know something?
About food, I mean.
You feed a fellow right, and it
sort of makes him home-conscious.
Gets him to thinkin' about a
little woman all his own,
itting about in a cute little kitchen.
What's cute about a kitchen?
I've got it.
Well, take it easy.
Suppose
there was a ood.
A ood? And you and
Walter were marooned,
just the pair of you,
the two of you, alone.
And you cooked for him.
Cook for Walter?
And you kept on cooking and loading
him up with chow like this.
You know what'd happen? Yeah,
he'd run for the bicarbonate.
No, no. The minute the ood went
down, he'd be saying I do.
Hey, that ood's an idea.
Sure it is I
And alone with Walter?
That's right.
Why, that's terrific!
I could- Yeah, but-
But what? Who's gonna
dynamite the dam?
Aw, give me my pickle back. Oh.
I don't see
why you have to go now.
The sooner I go,
the sooner I'll get back.
I think Captain Tallant's an old meany.
Couldn't you phone Paradise Valley?
old fishing trip that way.
There aren't any phones. That's
why they call it Paradise Valley.
Aw, can't I go with you? No, absolutely
not. The country's primitive.
Let's see, I don't want
to take Aunt Minnie's car.
I'll borrow Jims roadster. I
ought to be back tomorrow night.
Well, all right, then.
Come'm.
Hey, Dad! I-
Oh, there you are! If I went off
someplace, I mean with a man-
Eh? A nice man! And there
were just the two of us,
and I cooked for him, and I kept
on feeding him and feeding him,
do you think he'd sort of like me?
Do you?
You mean, after he
had enough to eat?
Sure. That's the way
your mother won me.
But how did you win her?
Well, I'll tell you.
she said, That's it.
Then what did she do?
She fainted.
Oh, gee, Pop. I bet you were dynamite!
Um, what did she feed you
to make you kiss like that?
Flapjacks. Oh. That's all I wanted to know.
Good night, cutie.
Oh. Darn it.
Oh.
He loves me-
Hello,Jim? This is Nancy.
Uh, Walter has a terrible chill.
Oh, he has? That's fine,
I'll be right over!
No, don't be silly.
I was just wondering if you'd drive
up to Paradise Valley in his place?
Paradise Valley.
That's 90 miles! Not me.
Aw. You would if I asked
you, wouldn't you?
I promise you
I'll, uh, appreciate it.
Well, I can't, Nancy.
Ninety miles is quite-
No! I-
I'll be right over.
It's all settled. Jims going.
Did he squawk?
He did not.
Hey, hello.
Hello, ducks.
What is this?
Hello? Hey.
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