Seven Sinners Page #6

- No, Tony.

I'll be Mrs Lieutenant Dan Brent.

Where's Little Ned?

The super-stupid is having

a hearing on a battleship.

I have an idea and it's hot.

The time to strike is when the iron is hot.

That's marvellous! That's wonderful!

Bijou! Bijou!

Look, your first wedding present.

Oh.

- But they're real.

- Would I give you anything phoney?

Uh, look, don't wear them right away.

Give them a little time to cool off.

I'll tell you what you'll do. Return them

just as cleverly as you took them.

- And I'll never talk about it again.

- All right, I'll return them.

But I resent the implication.

Shoreside. Chop chop.

Well, you did it. Why? I was just aboard.

What a mess you made out of that ship.

Looks like a submarine smacked it.

If you want a riot, stay where you belong.

- Why, Ned.

- The lieutenant's talking of resigning.

And for you. He had a great career

and you stopped him right in his tracks!

Shut up!

- What are you trying to make outta him?

- Take your hands off me and get out!

Shut up, you're off your nut.

He'd kill you inside of six months.

You've got no right to be an officer's wife!

You fool! You don't know

what you're talking about!

When he thinks of all the years

he's been in the Navy

and all he's worked for

has gone by the board,

he's gonna hate your insides.

You can't get the Navy out of your heart

and your blood, honest you can't.

If he didn't kill you, you'd do it yourself.

You couldn't take it.

And you wouldn't want to hurt anybody,

especially a guy like him.

It's cuckoo. That's...

It's just cuckoo. It's cuckoo.

Everything is rosy.

I returned the pearls and nobody...

The Malacca's in. It sails tomorrow.

Get three tickets.

Make it two.

On board, they said

I might get back in the Navy.

Make it two.

- The lieutenant will come to the caf.

- No!

I could see him once more.

Even the Navy couldn't resent

if I saw him once more.

I'd better get down to the caf and pack,

before he comes.

Yes, I'll pack.

He mustn't know until after I've gone.

Aw, leave the poor dame alone.

She's made up her mind.

Hold this.

Bijou, honeymoons is wonderful

but not when business is wonderful.

And business is wonderful

and you're wonderful.

Watch where you're...

When somebody sends anybody

some flowers,

somebody must like anybody.

That's why this...

Oh...

White, just like yours.

You go and find Dan. Don't let him come in.

Hit him if you have to but stop him.

- I can't hit him, I want to be in the Navy.

- Do anything but stop him.

OK.

The Navy song, boys.

See those shoulders broad and glorious

See that smile, that smile's notorious

You can bet your life the man's in the Navy

See those nice blue trousers

walk about...

Lieutenant? Lieutenant.

Finnegan?

- You can't go in there, Lieutenant.

- I what?

- You can't go in. She told me.

- Why not?

- You'll get in trouble.

- Trouble?

- You will get in trouble, Antro is in there.

- Oh, he is? Well, that's for me.

Please, Lieutenant.

Chase him like some hunted criminal

You can bet your life...

Look, Antro, no uniform.

Uh-oh, I got one of your dizzy spells.

Stop the fight! Stop the fight!

Gangway!

- How do we know who to hit?

- Any guy in a white coat.

Blue, like yours.

Hey, Lieutenant, where are you?

Listen, you big bully, you can't do this to me.

Lieutenant!

Lieutenant, where are you?

Over here, sailor!

Stick with them, Lieutenant.

Here comes baby!

- Welcome aboard.

- I'm happy to be aboard.

- I'm going to get Antro.

- Get to getting.

Nice one, Lieutenant!

- Watch out for the knife.

- I'm watching!

Look out!

Get upstairs!

- Thought I told you to stay outta here.

- That's right, you did.

Ned!

In there, kid!

Not a bad first round!

Not so tough.

Bijou, you've got to get out of here.

If they catch you, they will deport you.

What difference does it make

if they deport me?

- Bijou, who's the boss?

- You're the boss.

Sometimes, it's good to be the boss.

Now, you lie still. I'll be back.

I'm the boss.

- Is he all right?

- He's all right, just knocked out.

Get him out. It's the police. Get him out!

OK.

- What will I tell 'em?

- Anything. The truth, everything.

But get him out of here.

I should've recognised you before, Antro.

- You report to the magistrate...

- Yes. To the magistrate tomorrow.

For inciting a riot, questionable character.

To be deported.

Hey, you. You too.

Yes, sir.

With your mind at rest, are you thoroughly

reconciled and ready to go back to work?

Yes, sir.

By some miracle,

you have escaped the consequences.

But the Navy can neither countenance

nor condone such rowdy behaviour.

You will be restricted to the ship

until further orders.

- That's all.

- Yes, sir.

- Oh and, Brent.

- Yes, sir?

It might interest you to know

that Mr Antro has two broken ribs,

a broken collarbone and can't eat a bite.

- Is that all, sir?

- Isn't that enough?

Oh. Yes, sir.

Attention! And salute.

To.

Well, fellas, I hardly know what to...

Well... what are you saving that button for?

- Button it up, or cut it off.

- Aye aye, sir.

- Trim that cap.

- Aye aye, sir.

What is this? A bunch of Camp Fire Girls?

Suck that in!

Well, what are you waiting for?

- Break it up.

- Aye aye, sir.

- I beg your pardon, sir.

- Yes. Oh, Finnegan.

- I have permission to speak to the officer.

- You're looking good.

It's thanks to you, sir.

May I have half-hour's leave, sir?

Sure. While you're there, give her my, uh...

I'll deliver your message, sir.

Steerage passengers, report to the doctor.

- The lieutenant got me a year's probation.

- I'm awfully glad.

He said to say goodbye and everything.

I'm going to miss this.

Looking for islands, Doc.

- Any new governors?

- Health A1?

Yes, health A1.

Hey, wait a minute.

She won't be needing you.

Give this back to the doctor.

Penny, lady? A penny?

A penny, mister? Penny, mister?

Penny, lady?

A penny, lady?

A penny, mister? A penny, mister?

A penny? A penny?

You're a good pal, aren't you, Doc?

What do you think?

Then how's about buying a pal a drink?

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