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did you know that?

And they do the rottenest

things to the sheep...

Ewes, don't they call 'em?

Before they milk them, the sheep people

slap them all around underneath

to make the milk thicker and

then they put it in a cave and...

I don't care where it's made

or who slaps who.

All I want you to do...

- You don't have to snarl about it.

There are a lot of people who would be mighty

interested to know how they slap cheese...

I'm not interested in cheese.

You said you liked roquefort

and I was just telling you

how they slap it out...

You want me to slap you

out of this room?

You and what man's army?

If you don't keep quiet I'm gonna

lock you up in one of the outhouses.

What would you think of that?

I'd still like roquefort.

I mean gorgonzola!

There, I knew you had

a laugh in you, that's perfect.

Shake and go to the

head of your class.

Now wait a minute, Fred.

Come here.

Hey!

You talk too much, but

you're a cute little trick at that.

Why haven't you been around before?

You change your mind quick enough.

Your hair's always been that color?

Always been a towhead.

And you always shut

your face off that way?

Well, I like that!

Hello, Lily!

Hello, Lily!

Well...

Goodbye, Denny.

Goodbye, kid.

It's been nice having you.

- Where's the rest of that beer lot?

- Coming up!

Gee, Denny, I don't want

any ceremony but...

but...

turn around and give me the works.

What?

Oh, I'm forgetting the expenses, huh?

Oh, Denny, no.

- What's the matter?

- Please, don't.

This wasn't like that.

Where's that fellow, Willis?

Did you bring him?

He's in the port cabin.

Here you are, kid.

It isn't half enough.

But when I get down to Saigon,

there'll be more.

Keep your chin up.

Willis?

- Mr. Carson?

- Right.

Gary Willis, I take it.

Got any more luggage?

Yes?

Babs, this is Mr. Carson.

My wife.

Your who?

Mrs. Willis.

- Oh. How do you do?

- Well, thank you.

A rather longer trip

than we expected.

What's the matter?

Dizzy?

Gary's been feeling the heat

a little more than usual today.

- Oh, I'm all right.

- Take it up to the house.

Mr. Carson will see that you

run a nice cold tub, darling.

He looks like he's

ready for one himself.

Thanks, dear.

This is Mac, Mr. and Mrs. Willis.

How do you do.

This way, lad.

We'll get the duffel up.

My, it's good to be here!

Where's the plantation?

That's it.

- I mean the main house.

- That's it.

Why? Is it a big shock to you?

Well, of course,

I haven't been inside yet.

Well, you're a big shock to me.

What do you mean?

I didn't expect you at all.

Gary darling, wait a moment.

- Kind of rustic and

pioneering, isn't it? - Yes.

- We can't live the rest of our lives in

the bridal suite, darling. - No.

But where do you take a bath?

Would the lady like to

take a bath? I show you.

See?

Pretty lady just take off clothes.

Hold the water top side of head.

Water goes all over.

But isn't there any curtain?

No, no curtain. Take a bath,

talk with people in here, same time.

That will be fixed, darling.

- Where's our room?

- Follow Hoy.

Nice room, very nice.

Nice room. Very nice.

- That's all.

- All right, me come again.

Babs, I didn't know it was

going to be like this.

I may as well face it,

this is no place for you.

Here now, any place

is my place, where you are.

And I'll put a curtain

on that bath place,

I'm gonna get a broom, and some

soap and water for this room...

And I'll...

Why darling, what's the matter?

Here now, you're all worried and

hot and excited, all at once,

and that's bad. Take your

coat off and lie down.

Heat never hit me like this before.

It's gone now.

Men think they can stand anything.

Gosh. You think we can

stand this bed?

Who else is going to?

Pardon me.

I feel like a fool,

landing here this way.

You've no idea how anxious I am

to get started working, Mr. Carson.

Say, there's a great new mulch for

replanting I wanted to talk to you about.

Yes, lie down, will you?

Let me see your tongue.

Say, what's the idea of all this?

That's quinine.

Give him four right away.

And here's a bromide.

It will give him a good night's

rest, and he needs that.

Here's the thermometer.

Take his temperature every

four hours and let me know.

- Is there anything really

wrong with me? - Yes.

You've got the start of

a good attack of fever.

- Fever?

- Listen Carson, are you...

Now stop getting excited,

both of you.

It's the surest way

to help it along.

Get him undressed and

under the covers.

You'll pull through

if you follow orders.

Mr. Carson.

- I'd like to speak to you

a moment. - Certainly.

- Now, Babs!

- I'll only be a moment, Gary.

Mr. Carson, I wonder

if you really...

Of course, we must

get a doctor at once.

The nearest doctor's in Saigon.

That's three days down

and three back.

Then we must go back with the boat.

Frankly, I'd just as soon you did.

But I've got a little conscience left.

He'd likely be dead by the time

you got there.

Now, all I want you to do

is to keep your head.

He'd be burning up

by tomorrow night.

But if he's here with me instead of

being bumped about in that cigar box,

he'll have a chance.

I've only missed out on a couple,

and I've had dozens.

I won't stand for this!

Do you think you can treat Gary

like one of your coolies?

Why not? He's just another

worker on the place.

Only he's coming down with the fever

and therefore isn't quite as valuable.

I won't have you talk like that!

I never...

- I know you won't.

The only excuse you have for being

here is to help take care of him.

Now get in there and give him that quinine

and take a little yourself while you're at it.

Give him all the water

he wants and more.

The china boy will give you

whatever else you need.

You're not going to leave him?

You're not going out?

Yes. I work here.

You don't expect me to sit

around and hold his hand, do you?

All right. If that makes

you feel any better.

What was that?

That was a tiger.

A tiger? He sounded so close.

He just sits out there in the bush

and swears at us every now and then.

He won't come within a hundred

yards of the compound.

Now don't give him another thought.

I see. If you're sure he won't.

I...

I 'm sorry about this morniing.

Let me apologize.

It's quite unnecessary, really.

You know, running a plantation

sometimes gets on the nerves.

With your husband arriving sick and

wondering just how you were going to

fit into the scheme of things here...

You don't have to explain anything.

All you've got to do

is to get Gary through this.

Of course. I need him almost

as badly as you do.

You...

gave him that bromide?

Yes, he's asleep.

Is there anything more I should do?

No, let him sleep as late as he can in

the morning, and I'll look at him then.

- I will.

- By the way...

my room is that front

one off the porch,

If you should want me

during the night.

- Thank you.

- Are we friends now?

Does that really matter so much

at the moment, Mr. Carson?

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