Million Dollar Mermaid Page #2

in your arms all true,

let me call you sweetheart.

I'm in love with you.

Forgive the intrusion,

would you be interested

in shipboard romance?

Hello.

I've been standing over there

watching you for

the past ten minutes.

I know. Women always know

when men are watching.

Then maybe you noticed

the puzzle look on my face.

And I keep asking myself

how a girl pretty as you

can break swimming records,

and how a girl

who can break swimming records

and insists on

ballet dancing as a career.

What's wrong with a ballet?

I don't know.

I guess I've always

associated it

with long hair and swans...

And I'm more the desk class?

No. What I mean is,

Whatever type you are,

it must be my type.

I meet the girl

for the first time two days ago

and I can't get her

out of my mind.

I keep saying to myself.

Sullivan, this is without a doubt

the prettiest girl

you've ever met.

And a voice come back,

nonesense, it's a tropical night

and the stars.

You have jungle blood.

And then I replied,

but you have seen

tropical nights before

and you don't have

hot jungle blood.

You're just a

crazy Irish man from Boston

who runs the carnival.

And what reply

did you get from that?

None. I'm on my own now.

Annette,

please don't think I'm forward

but there's something

I must ask you.

There's something

that I must get off my chest.

Yes?

Annette, I want to marry you.

Marriage? Did you say marriage?

Yes.

What's the matter?

Nothing. I'm sorry.

Look, I know a fit

when I see one.

If two thousand people

would come to see you in Sydney,

five thousand, ten thousand

would pay to see you in London.

I'll give the afternoon

twist a little zip.

Not just swimming.

I can see it now.

Annette Kellerman,

the Australian mermaid.

Half woman half fish.

I'll build you a little tank

and make you up

to look like a real mermaid

with skilly fin and all.

Well, you may be a bigger draw

than the kangaroo.

I doubt it. Good evening.

Mr. Sullivan,

for your information,

my daughter is not

half woman half fish.

She is, I assure you, all woman.

I couldn't agree with you more.

Furthermore,

she is not interested in swimming

either professionally

or as a career,

nor diving into a tank

nor wearing a mermaid's tail.

Her soul interest is the ballet,

mine's the music.

But, Mr. Keller...

I don't' wish to...

...discuss it any further.

But, look.

This is the greatest idea...

Jimmy.

What's the matter?

It's Sydney.

He broke loose again.

Where is he now?

Up at the Captain's bridge.

Holy smoke. It'll be a wreck.

Attention.

Hold it still, Captain.

But I don't understand.

Is there no one running

the conservatory now?

No one, sir.

I'm the only one here.

Since poor Mr. Crooper died.

They just closed the place down.

I see. Well, thank you.

Thank you very much.

Annette,

I don't know what to say.

Most of our funds

were for passage.

It's only one gate

is closed, Dad.

Don't worry,

the Kellermans will always eat.

Three, four, five.

That's one pound five.

There you are, Miss.

Thank you, Mr. Davis.

It's a real big one this time.

I was wondering,

you don't have any connections

in the ballet, did you?

Yes, dozens of connections.

Thank you again, Mr. Davis.

Good luck.

Greetings.

Jimmy and Doc.

Hi ya, Miss.

I'm glad to see you.

We just drop by to brush up

on our piano lessons.

Won't you come in?

Saw the sign outside.

Any customers?

No, you're the first.

What smells so good?

I'm making an Australian stew.

And what's that?

Same as Irish stew,

only the meat's down under.

That's too bad.

We drop by to invite you

and your father out for dinner.

Yeah. Out to dinner.

Yeah, dinner.

We found a nice little place

down at piccalilli.

French cuisine.

You weren't good

at anything of that kind.

But you're invited to stay and

sample my cooking if you like to.

No. Now, we wouldn't

think of imposing on you.

There's plenty and I insist.

Well, I guess it's better than

looking at the clown

dressing and all that.

Besides, I'm getting awfully

tired of those rich food.

We'll stay.

Wonderful.

Make yourself comfortable

and I'll get things ready.

Thanks.

By the way, how's Sydney?

Sensational.

He's developed the one-two punch.

And I've got the jaw to proof it.

Yes, the greatest act

ever put under attempt.

There's only one thing wrong.

No one knows about it.

That's where you'll come in.

That's where I come in?

We figured that if we could

get enough people down there,

the rest

would take care of itself.

So we thought maybe

if you'd be interested in,

Well, making a little money.

Money? How?

Well, the idea I had in mind

was a swim down the Temps.

Maybe five or six miles

ending up at the carnaval.

We'd follow you

in a row boat, of course.

Yeah. If Sydney could swim,

we wouldn't be bothering you.

We'll pay you five pounds

and fifty percent

of the day's proceeds.

Well... if you're going to

stage a swim,

why won't you make it a real one?

What do you mean?

Well, that six miles

won't impress anybody,

but twenty-six miles might.

Twenty-six miles. Holy smoke.

I can't even row that far.

I can't understand

what happen to the reporters.

I've notified the press.

Maybe they thought

we were crackpots.

I wouldn't blame them.

Nobody dare think of doing this.

I think we better start.

How do you feel? Cold.

I can't see two feet of me.

Which way do we go?

Just point the boat down river.

Ready, honey?

Good luck, honey.

Good luck, Annette.

Well, Sydney, here we come.

Annette, where are you?

Here.

Why, me.

There's a girl in the water.

Look out in there.

Under the cloud.

Hang on, Miss.

We'll toss you a line.

Never mind there.

Which way is the drainage?

That way.

Thank you.

Drainage?

Did she say drainage?

How do you feel?

I could swim fifty miles

in this current.

Save your strength, honey.

You'll be needing

it when we hit the tides.

Great Scott.

What's that girl trying to do?

Get off this story.

She'll never get pass

the Tower bridge.

Australian girl in marathon swim.

Australian girl in marathon swim.

Australian girl...

There she is. Listen.

There's Westministers Bridge.

What are all those buildings?

Parliament. And that's Big Ben.

Beautiful sight, isn't it?

I can think of a prettier sight.

What's that?

Food. I'm starving.

We'll leave in half hour.

Keep swimming.

Hey, John.

Look at all those people.

Come on, girl.

There she is. Yes. There she is.

Take it on.

Good girl. Good girl.

What about that food?

Doc? Where's the hamper?

What hamper?

The lunch hamper.

The hamper with the food

that you're supposed to bring.

Didn't you bring it?

Didn't I bring it.

Maybe if we bring it up,

she'll forget the whole thing.

Maybe she'll forget

the whole thing.

I can't

keep floating much longer.

Where are we going to

get any grab

in the middle of the Temps River.

I don't know

but we've got to think

of something or she'll pass out.

There's Tower Point.

Park it there and I'll see

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