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and we are your friends and you are the Skipper.
* The weather started getting rough *
I'm surrounded by the enemy! Help! Help!
- Ah-ha! - A-ah!
will be able to help the Skipper.
Oh, Thurston, you look marvelous.
I wouldn't say that. There are few things he hasn't forgotten.
They came. Get us out of here.
Let's play catch.
Ha ha.
- Is something wrong with you? - Oh, I feel fine.
Will you be quiet?
[sighs]
You are the Skipper.
Yes. Thurston can signal for the cocktail hour.
How could anybody get that idea about me?
You can rest here for a while. Used to share this with a buddy.
I'm fine and may I say, you are a bit of alright yourself.
* That started from this tropic port *
Wake up. What you say your name was again?
May JP Morgan have mercy on your soul.
Ac-according to the Geneva conference
I think it means the polo field is clear on Sunday.
- A third round of martinis. - But can he signal for help?
Quiet, you prisoners, quiet!
- Where am I? - Where are you?
Oh, good heavens.
Perhaps, you'd better sit down.