Out to Sea Page #6

- All right.

- Bye.

"Must be the puppy dog

in me. "

You are in over your head, kid.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- I saw the way you looked at her.

She's a beautiful woman with a lot of

money. How do you want me to look at her?

- I think you care about her.

- Give me a break, will ya?

Oh, boy. I'm gonna sue you

for malpractice.

I saved your ass

is what I did.

Ah.

Gil, baby.

I was wondering...

Oh, shut up.

Tonight, you will dance

every dance.

You will be charming,

attentive, light of foot.

- And I will be watching.

- Yes, sir!

Have Dr. Johanson

look at that eye, Sullivan.

Jesus, Herbie, we've been

pals for such a long time.

Give me a break,

will ya?

- The answer is no.

- If I don't dance, they'll throw me off the ship.

I'll teach you how to swim.

I won't teach you how to dance.

Herbie, please! Please, I beg you.

- Open up your heart.

- Will you knock it off?

- Open your heart to a sad,

frightened old man.

Slow, slow. Quick-quick.

Slow, slow.

Quick-quick.

There you go.

Slow...

Whatever happened

to slow, slow, quick-quick?

You're-You're very much

like a crane.

Slow, slow.

Quick-quick.

Do it.

Slow, slow.

Quick... Oh, God.

Try it. Left, right.

Together.

Aha. Bingo.

Left.

Right. Together.

Very strange.

Okay. This is

the grapevine.

Cross, behind, together.

Slow, slow. Quick-quick.

One, two, three, cha-cha.

One, two, three,

cha-cha.

One, two, three, cha-cha.

One, two, three, cha-cha.

One, two, three, cha-cha.

One...

Okay, now wait a minute.

Let's try...

One, two, three, cha-cha.

One, two, three, cha-cha.

One, two...

Uh, that's very...

What the hell is that?

Guys do this all the time

on the streets...

and-and people

throw money at them.

You're not gettin'

a nickel outta me.

Wait a minute.

This is wrong.

- You're leading.

- I'm supposed to lead. I'm a man.

- Kiss me.

- All right. You lead.

And on the CD...

No. No, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no.

- Uh, see, he's, uh... I'm-I'm...

- It's my first time.

- Oh.

- Dancing, that is, see.

Yeah. We're just friends.

Good pals, buddies.

- Oh. Yes, of course.

- Don't ask, don't tell.

Yeah.

- Is that a waiter's jacket?

- How can you tell?

You got stains

all over the sleeve.

You got parsley down your back.

Fits like a pup tent.

- Are you kidding...

- Ah! Good evening, gentlemen.

Time to face the music, eh, Charlie?

Hey, let-let's face.

Once again, your host...

the very talented

Mr. Gil Godwyn.!

Ladies and gentlemen...

here we are,

under the stars...

in the moonlight,

out on the open sea.

Let's get ready...

to rhum-ba.

Ooh. We're going

to rhum-ba.

He's demented.

You're on, champ.

Care to dance, madam?

Oh, yes. Yes, I'd love to.

Don't slouch.

Have you been hosting

for long?

This is my 23rd run,

ma'am.

I started out giving ballroom exhibition.

Shorten your steps.

You're doing very well, madam,

but don't rush it.

- You see, the rhumba is more

of a walk than a dance.

- Oh, sh*t!

- Beg-Beg your pardon?

Oh. Uh, hit.

This song was a big hit.

- What...What does that

have to do with the rhumba?

- Absolutely nothing.

- Look out.

- You said it was a walk.

It's a fast walk.

Ow!

Oh, God.

Oh! What... What do you call this step?

- This is the Brazilian creep.

- Oh.

- In Brazil, of course,

it's just called "the creep. "

Oh.

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh. Whoa.

Oh! Oh!

- Uh! Oh! I'm so sorry.

- Ow.

- No. It's our fault.

- Sorry.

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Do you have any idea whom you've just

assaulted on the dance floor?

Oh, Miss Carruthers,

I don't know what...

I feel... ravaged.

Thank you.

I'm Ellen Carruthers.

Oh. You're the dame that

owns this little boat.

Excuse me.

Uh, duty calls.

Can I get you

anything, miss?

All over Honduras. You wouldn't believe

what happened. There were 40,000 people...

So. It's the broad

that stole our airplane seats.

- That broad happens to have

been an editor at Doubleday.

- Who cares?

All I was

was a clerk at Gimbel's.

And Secretariat

was just a horse.

- Go on. Ask her to dance.

- Aw, it's too late, Charlie.

There's no such thing as "too late. "

That's why they invented death.

Dance!

By the Inquisition,

they were burned.

So now, some people argue,

that they invented the ladle.

But the ancient drawings indicate

that the Mayans were using...

- a large perforated scooping utensil.

- Excuse me.

Um, I'm gonna go

drop the anchor on my toe.

- I'll go with you.

- You're leaving?

Anyway, what is really important is that

when I shone the light in the cave...

there it was on the wall...

the ladle.

- Vivian?

- Which proved beyond a reasonable doubt?

Excuse me. L-I would really be very

honored if you would care to join me.

I've already

danced this dance.

Yes, well, I-I- I was hoping

you might want to try it again.

You know, a, uh,

an archaeologist in Reykjavk...

...claims that the Incas

actually did a form of the hustle.

- What?

- You-You never heard of that?

I mean, it was a... - You win.

Excuse us.

You dance much better

than you lie.

Well, uh, lying is new to me.

I've been dancing most of my life.

Hmm. Did you start dancing

before or after medical school?

Oh, you're a funny lady.

I'm also

a very serious lady...

especially when

I'm lied to.

Hey, I didn't lie to you.

My friend did.

Well, you could've

told me the truth.

- Well, maybe I was afraid.

- Afraid of what?

Well, that you would,

uh, laugh or be disappointed.

- About what?

- Aw, hell, I don't know.

- Well, tell me now.

- Tell you what?

- Try the truth.

- Well, the truth is...

I was just a clerk

at Gimbel's for 35 years...

till they damn well

went out of business.

And I got roped into

this stupid dance-host thing...

by that lunatic there,

over there.

Just...

What happened?

- Wait a second.

- Why? So I can make a fool of myself again?

I didn't think I'd ever

kiss anybody that way again.

Neither did I.

- I need to step outside.

- We are outside.

I knew that.

But won't... won't you

get in trouble...

I mean, if someone

should see us like this?

- Oh, well, they could throw me overboard.

- I'd miss you.

Yeah?

Why don't we watch the, uh, eclipse

together tomorrow?

- All right.

- Yeah. We could go in separate buses...

...to Chichn Itz and meet at a caf.

- What caf?

- Well, it's a town. There must be a caf.

I'll find it, and...

and you'll find me.

Oh.

- It's been my pleasure, ma'am.

- Oh, thank you very much.

Hey, Gil,

I loved the number.

Oh. Thank you.

There are almost a dozen

in the fleet now.

This is the baby,

my little jewel.

- Madam?

- Well, hello there.

Oh, how do you do?

Mr. Godwyn asked me to give you this.

Oh, thank you.

Would you excuse me,

please?

- How charming you look tonight.

- Thanks.

- Oh, Mr. Godwyn.

- Why aren't you dancing?

Because Mrs. Carruthers...

asked me to give you a message.

- Really.

- Yes. I have a feeling, sir...

that you're gonna get that promotion

you've been looking for.

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