North to Alaska Page #4
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Thank you, Sam.
All right. Now, come on, everybody,
you're falling behind.
Fill them up! We've got
lots more toasts to drink!
Yes, sir.
Oh, my goodness!
lt has started.
Skall
Now we make another toast:
to the finest boss the loggers ever had!
He's always treating the loggers
like gentlemen - Lars Nordquist!
To the finest boss, uh... the loggers, uh...
He will have to pass.
All right, so now we call on the best logger
that ever run away to Alaska,
Sam McCord, the Paul Bunyan
of the pole-climbers!
Well, l'm afraid that the Paul Bunyan
of the pole-climbers will have to pass.
Don't be mad on him.
They were just having fun.
- l will help you take care of Sam, honey.
- Thank you, Lena.
l'm sure l'll be able to take
care of him myself.
Oh, yeah. Sure.
Good morning.
What time is it?
Noon of a beautiful day.
This hotel's rockin'.
- This is a boat!
- Of course it's a boat.
- Where's it going?
- Alaska.
Alaska. Oh.
Music. l... l still hear music.
The gramophone. l moved everything
from the hotel, after l found the two tickets.
Tickets.
Tickets?
Angel!
- You came along.
- You asked me. Don't you remember?
Oh, Sam, it's wonderful!
When l woke up this morning, l felt
something wonderful had happened to me.
l felt different. l felt like l used to be.
Oh, Sam, you'll never be sorry.
l'll take such good care of you.
You may not believe it,
but l can cook, l can sew...
Hold it, honey. Hold it.
l, uh...
l remember, but... not quite
the same way you remember.
- ls there anything wrong, Sam?
- No, nothing wrong. lt's just, uh...
- No, that isn't it.
lf l said anything to upset you,
please tell me.
No, l told you, you're fine. lt's just
that there's some misunderstanding.
l thought l told you about George.
Yes, you told me his fiance left him,
and he's heartbroken.
That's right. His heart is broken, not mine.
l thought you could help him, not me.
Oh.
- l'm sorry. l misunderstood.
- Well, honest, l thought l told ya.
You... you must have told me, but...
Well, l wasn't trying to hurt ya.
l was trying to help.
- And George as well.
- Forgive me.
l must have picked up some poison ivy
on that picnic, and... just a little painful.
l wouldn't hurt a kid like you for anything.
l thought you were all steamed up
about goin' to Alaska.
Well, l... l think l've changed my mind.
l... l'd rather go back where l belong.
Let's have breakfast.
Then we'll both feel different.
No, thank you.
l'm... l'm full up, l guess.
Aw, come on. Open up.
l'll play you a game of red dog.
Cassino. l'll spot you ten points.
Women.
Peculiar.
She's not answering the door, Mr McCord.
- Should l slip it under?
- No, l'll take care of it. ls she eatin' good?
- Yes, sir. l'm taking good care of her.
- Well, take better care of her.
Thank you.
Oh.
Good evening, Sam. May l join you?
Well, sure. Come on in.
Sit down.
How've you been?
- l've been thinking things over.
- Me too.
- And l'm sorry l was so ungrateful.
- Well, you had a perfect right to be sore.
That was a dumb idea to begin with,
dragging you along because l wanted
to help a pal over some bumps.
Let's just forget the whole thing.
Besides, l don't wanna end up
being a Cupid to any George Pratt.
- Will he be very unhappy?
- Huh!
l'll get blamed for everything. He found the
mine, he saved my life, and l let him down.
That's the way this fella figures.
He's very emotional.
- ls he older than you?
- No, he's younger.
- He claims.
- ls he big and strong?
- Oh...
- ls he fat, or short?
- No, but, uh...
- And he is rich?
- Yes, he is rich.
- That's very funny,
- my turning down such a man.
- Huh?
Oh, please, forget whatever l said before.
l'll be very glad to make
your friend George happy if l can.
No! lt's no good.
- But let me try for a week or two.
- No dice.
This is what you wanted
from the first time you saw me.
Look, Angel, l changed my mind,
the same as you.
Why, Sam?
Because it's a crazy idea, and l don't
want you to get hurt, and... l like you.
ls that a reason to get rid of a girl?
lt's one of the best,
unless you're a sucker for trouble.
l'm not thinking of myself alone.
You're a nice kid.
l don't want to put you on the spot.
- What kind of a spot?
- Well, let's put it this way.
Where there are two men and one girl
on top of a mountain, it's trouble.
And l don't think it's smart to import it.
So let's just call it a boat ride, and l'll see that
you don't lose anything for having taken it.
Yes. Yes, l think you're right, Sam.
lt would make your friend George
unhappy if l fell in love with you,
and who knows, maybe you'd feel unhappy
if l fell in love with a nice man like George.
So, the best thing is,
l disappear from Alaska.
Well, l'm glad you agree with me.
How can l help agreeing with a man
who's so kind and so honourable?
And so wise.
Good night, Sam.
Good night.
- Captain?
- Morning, Mr McCord.
- Have a nice trip?
- No complaints.
lt's going to take some time
to get your equipment ashore.
Yeah, l know.
Uh, there's a personal matter, Captain.
- Miss Bonnet.
- Ah. Nice girl.
- Sorry to lose her.
- You ain't losin' her.
She's goin' back to Seattle with you.
But we are going up to Kotzebue
before returning to Seattle.
That's all right. She just came along for the
ride. $300 be enough for a return passage?
- Plenty.
- There's $500.
Two extra to kinda keep an eye on her.
l'll watch her like a father, Mr McCord.
And, uh... here's another $500. Give that
to her when she gets off at Seattle.
- Sort of a refund from the company.
- l've got you, Mr McCord.
They don't usually come that ladylike.
Hey, hold it there! There's one more!
Thank you.
Thank you.
- Good morning.
- l thought you were gonna stay on the boat.
Well, l thought so too, but then
something said ''Go ashore, Michelle.''
- ''Go ashore, and your fortune will be made.''
- Did that something tell ya
- that Nome is no place for a girl like you?
- Like me?
What is my kind of place, Sam?
Well, l guess l've been
taking care of you for so long that...
l forgot you can take care of yourself.
But it was fun being looked after,
even for a little while. And l thank you.
You're welcome.
l guess l can see about a room
at the hotel for you, for a parting gift.
Won't you be coming into town
from your mine?
Oh, sure - once every six months.
Oh, l... l see.
l don't see George anywhere.
Ooh! When he hears about Jenny,
he's gonna get hysterical and bust me
in the nose, or else try to drown himself.
He's a nice guy, but about Jenny
he just ain't normal.
That's the trouble with being in love.
Even drowning is a relief.
- Oh, very funny. You just stay out of this.
- Me? Of course.
- l'm just going to have a hot bath and...
- Hey, Sam!
- Sam!
- Breezy!
You stay right here.
Breezy! Where's George?
At the mine. He wants you to bring
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