All language subtitles for Kenner.1968.HDTV.x264-Regret

Good morning, Uncle Babaji.

You're chirping so loud
this morning, you woke me up.

Listen, father.
Can you hear him?

Mother.

Wake up.
Wake up.

- Uh. Good morning, Saji.
- Good morning.

- Listen, how loud he's singing.
- Oh, yes.

What a wonderful sign.

Why do they always do that?
Is it because of me?

No darling. It has nothing
to do with you. Nothing.

Then, why?
Tell me.

Someday I will but not now, please?

Don't worry, think how
it will be when we go to live

with my father in
the United States of U.S.A.

He said so in his letter.

'He will send for us.'

- Saji.
- Won't he?

Soon.

Come on.

Beautiful memories of India.

Souvenirs.
Souvenirs!

Beautiful memories of India.

Souvenirs!

Cheap!

Souvenirs.
Beautiful memories of India!

Souvenirs.
Souvenirs!

Beautiful memories of India.
Cheap.

Beautiful memories of India.
Cheap. Souvenirs!

Beautiful memories of India!
Cheap.

Sandy. We're almost there.
Get everything ready.

Mr. Kenner, will you
check the cargo list?

- See you later, Mr. Kenner.
- Wait a minute, please.

I'd like to ask you a question.

Have you ever seen this man before?

He's a friend from Singapore.
Tom Jordan. Are you sure?

Sorry.

Is there a Seaman's club around here?

Oh, yes. The Merchant
Seaman's Association.

Down the street there.
You can walk it from here.

- Thank you.
- Very good.

Hey, mister sailor.
You from America?

Beat it.

Chow, skipper.

Ain't you gonna eat?

Stay here and sign these papers
when the Harbor Master shows up.

Roy, don't do it.

Look, I've come a long way
from Singapore to do this.

And I'm gonna do it, understand?

Hate.
You're full of hate.

It'll eat out your guts.
You'll get yourself in a jam.

You just stay here.

'You again?'

Looking at the same shoes?

You will give them the evil eye.

You're the Singapore Sally.

Are you American?
I'm American.

Half American.
Maybe you know my father.

He's an important sailor
in the United States Navy.

- 'His name is George Anderson.'
- Get lost kid, will you?

He had to go back to Chicago.

Mister?

Kid, beat it.
I don't have time for...

'Mister, look out!'

- What did I do?
- Run now, ask later.

Come on, kid.

Hey mister, in here.

What the hell was that about?

You made a wall lizard
fall on somebody's head.

That means he will die soon.

You mean they still believe
that stuff?

But it's true.

- Five dollars American!
- Go buy yourself a store, huh?

- No, kid.
- I'll carry it for you.

'A gun!
Why do you have a gun?'

The gurus say a gun is very bad.

It kills animals and people.

'And it's wrong to kill
anything for any reason.'

Mister. Listen.

- Your karma.
- My what?

Your karma means if you do
wrong, you must pay for it.

Beat it, kid. I don't
have time for that stuff.

Is there a gym in town where
a guy like this would workout?

Yes, there is one.

'He used to be a prize fighter.'

I've never seen him.
What did you say his name was?

Jordan. Tom Jordan.

If he happens to come in,
who do I say is looking?

Andy Ritter.

Why don't you try
the Prince of Wales Club?

It's to your left.

You go tell Jordan. Hurry.

Nice shot, sailor.

You wanna play?
Table's always open.

Well, right now I'm looking
for a shipmate of mine.

Tom Jordan.

You ever see him?

No.

There's a gym in town.
You might try that.

They sent me here.

Have a libation.

Thank you.

I, uh... sorry,
it's only a soda pop.

But prohibition being rampant
in this teetotaling metropolis.

I, uh, happen to overhear
your conversation.

I was wondering if an old
Bombay hand might be of help?

Well, it doesn't matter, old man.

After all, it's only the
sixth largest city in the world.

Maybe you're going to find your
friend with... without any help.

Here's what he looks like.

Sorry.

But mind you, it doesn't negate
he's somewhere in Bombay.

Okay, I'll go along.

What's the tariff for hitting
joints where Americans hang out?

Oh, my dear fellow.
I'm not a professional guide.

'I'm extending a hand across
the sea which separates us.'

Well, here's mine.
Stevens. Bill Stevens.

Ah. Henderson, my name is.

Archibald Henderson
of Henderson Limited.

- Exporters of the exotica.
- Good to know you.

Well, uh.
Shall we get along with it?

I mean, finding your friend.

Oh, by the way.
Has he a partiality for liquor?

And women.

Well, there's one emporium in town

that prides itself in having
a rare vintage in both.

- Well, shall we go?
- Why not?

As you recall, fair hands
I've known beside the Shalimar.

Mr. Jordan?

He's taking him to the Shalimar.

Man, it's hot.

You're not accustomed
to the tropics, eh?

- Could be.
- What vessel did you come on?

Flew in from Tokyo.

You came thousands of miles
to search for your friend?

In a warren of humanity.

- Are we almost there?
- Yes, virtually.

Well, thanks for everything.

Dear fellow, I'm indebted
to you for allowing me to help.

You're doing my karma
a power of good.

Karma?

Yes, it's a charming notion
they have here.

We're all accountable for our deeds.

Mental and physical.
Judgment coming only with death.

'How is your karma,
Mr. Stevens?'

Getting along.

Yes, it's certainly deserved
from devotion to your friend.

'Very well deserved.'

Yes, it is.

- Good morning, Mother Superior.
- Good morning, Saji.

Another minute
and you'd be late for class.

You don't even have your uniform on.

Was business that good today?

- Five dollars!
- Five dollars!

An American sailor gave it to me.

When the sailor was near a wall,
he knocked a lizard...

Tell me all about it
right after class.

Better take your seat, Saji.

- Hi, Saji.
- Hi, Ram.

My Uncle Babaji has begun to sing.

- Saji, why are you late today?
- Where is your uniform?

Saji, tell us what happened?

That's the little boy
I told you about.

My little Saji.

Poor child. To think his
mother's just one step above...

You may recall our savior
passed no such judgment

when confronted by one of her
eternal sisterhood.

I'm sorry, reverend mother.

My child, if you stay anytime
at all in this part of the world

you'll learn you cannot judge
by Western standards.

Children, children.
Everybody, take your seats.

I want you to meet your
new teacher, Sister Katherine.

Namaste, Sister Katherine.

Thank you.

- Sister Katherine?
- Yes?

Can you read and write
like Sister Agnes

who had to go back
to the United States?

Because in her years
she was getting too many.

Well, I think so.

Can you help me write
a letter to my father?

Let the boy have his dream.

The Lord knows they ripen and
fall off the vine soon enough.

Yes, Saji. I'll help you write
a letter to your father.

Well, this is it.

- This must be splendid for you.
- What?

You know, the anticipation
of reunion with your friend.

A-ah, I can hardly wait
to see the look on his face.

That's Kenner, alright.

- Go tell the limey.
- Yes, Mr. Jordan.

Hello.

It doesn't look like he's here.

Probably consulting
one of the astrological charms.

Please, sir.

- Would you like a drink?
- Well, what's it to be?

Beer.

One beer, one short peg.

Huh, excuse me a minute.

Is that your man, Kenner?

What do you propose to do with him?

'My holy assassins.'

Hmm. Charming fellows.

Surely, you're not going to
spatter the Shalimar?

Uh-uh. On his boat.
Take him there right away.

I don't know. That's not
going to be too easy.

We'll make it easy.

Thank you.

Well, here's to a happy ending
of your search.

Yeah. I'll drink to that.

Thanks.

Mother. Mother, wait
until you see what I bought.

For when we go to my father
in America.

Now, we won't lose face

because I won't be coming
to him in bare feet.

Uncle Babaji.

Look, Uncle Babaji, twenty rupees.

Twenty rupees? And where would
you get all that money?

I told you never to beg.

No baksheesh. An American sailor
gave me five dollars.

Here's the change.

Why should he give you
all this money?

Because I lost
everything I was selling

when I showed him where to hide.

After he threw a wall lizard
on somebody's head.

I swear on Krishna
and his 10,000 wives.

On Nandi, the sacred bull.

I believe you, Saji.

Look. The new teacher helped me
write this letter to my father.

My first one.

What's his address?
So I can send it to him.

- I lost it.
- Lost the letter of my father?

I don't remember what happened to it.

'Don't you remember the number
of his house and street?'

No.

But we'll get another letter soon.

And it will have his address.

Now, I have to go to work.

There's rice on the stove.

Don't forget to eat.

Yes, my Uncle Babaji.

I know. My mother works
very hard to send me to school

and be sure I have enough to eat.

And we don't have to sleep
in the street

and get all wet in the monsoon.

And she cries for my father
when she gets home from work.

So she can't remember
what happened to his letter.

When I get very tired,
I can't remember things either.

I know how to find
the number of your house.

We must do like the Americans.

But you have to come with me.

- Where do we go now?
- You know, you don't look well.

It must be the heat.
Let's call this search off.

- Until you're equal to it.
- I'm equal to it.

Now, be sensible, my dear fellow.

Let me drop you off
where you're domiciled.

If you don't want to take me,
I can make it on my own.

Of course, I want to take you.

What? What's the
matter with you?

Come on.

Are you sure
you're... alright, old boy?

Fine. Just fine.

What's going on?

Uh-oh. Procession
of sacred cows.

No one can hurry them.
You may as well relax.

I'd like to pick up my groceries.

Skipper.

Well, what are we doing here?

Oh, my dear fellow,
don't you remember?

You asked to be taken to dock 8.

No, no.

Yes. You kept repeating,
"Singapore Sally."

You are American?

- No.
- No.

Hey, kid!
Is that you?

Lizard on the head.

Hey, where ya goin'?

To an American Navy boat on Pier 20.

- Well, hop in.
- No, no. It's out of our way.

Well, I'll just take a taxi
with the kid.

- Thanks for everything.
- 'That's alright.'

It's alright, old boy.
No, no. I'll drop the kid off.

I don't want you perambulating.
You don't look too well.

Well, include us in.
Come on, kid. Hop aboard.

A-ah. Huh.

Hope I didn't hurt you, sir.

With the entire world suffering
from population explosion

why should we be spared?

This pint-sized Gunga Din
saved my life.

- Hey, what have you got here?
- My father.

- That's your old man?
- Do you know him?

Oh, he looked familiar
but... I guess not.

Blasted cows!

We could be here all day, you know.

The sailors on that big boat
will know his address.

Well, I'm not so sure, kid.

He's an important sailor
in the United States Navy.

Here, lad, let me have a look
at that photograph a minute.

I suppose your mother told you
he was in the American Navy?

Yes, sir.

Did she tell you where she got
this remarkable photograph from?

He sent it to her. Why?

This isn't your father.

- Not my father?
- 'No, nor any seaman.'

Henderson.

About ten years ago, this seaman
adorned all the magazines.

That's where this came from.
Before it was... glued on.

Knock it off, will you?

My dear lad, your father
the great American seaman

'was nothing
but a cigarette ad.'

Why the hell did you have to do that?

Well, my dear fellow,
I saved him a fruitless search.

'And a long journey
down to Pier 20.'

- Hey, kid.
- Ah, good riddance.

They cling like limpets.

They're all the same,
these half-caste bastards.

And you're a full-caste bastard.

Kid! Wait a minute.

Don't lose him.

What ever happens,
don't-don't lose him.

Hey, kid.

Come back.

Hey, kid.

Saji?

I don't want the shoes.
I don't want them anymore.

Saji, forgive me.

I had to give you a father
you could be proud of.

And a reason why
he never came to see us.

I was going
to tell you... someday.

You'll never see your father.

He left without marrying me.

He promised to.

He meant to.

He said, "I'll come back, Anasuya.

As God as my witness
I'll come back and marry you."

I wrote him what a beautiful son
Vishnu had given us.

And he wrote back

that he had married
another woman in America.

"Namaskar, Anasuya."

So I tore his letter
into little pieces like rice

and I burned his picture
in the ghats.

Then I made a puja of the ashes.

And I threw them into the sea.

So for me he is dead!

He isn't dead to me.
He is my father!

What's his real name?

Tell me. Do not lie to me!

The sisters say it's wrong
to lie for any reason.

It's George Anderson.

- Was he a sailor?
- Mm-hmm.

- 'In the United States Navy?'
- On a cargo boat.

You wrote to him. What's the
number of his house in America?

I don't know.

I will find him.

I will find my father.

Saji?

'Saji?'

Saji?

'Sandy?'

Sandy?

Ah-h!

'Now... who sent you?'

You couldn't let it rest
in Singapore!

When I get through with you

you'll wish you were dead quick
like your deckhand.

Pig.

Uh!

Uh-h!

Mm-hmm.
A most touching reunion.

- Alright.
- A-ah!

Seems like he's had it.

It's the Harbor Police.

You two go to the Shalimar.

Mister, it's me.
The wall lizard.

Please. I must talk to you.

Mister.

- Mister.
- 'Get some help, kid.'

Go get some help.

'Mother. Mother.'

Saji, where've you been all night?

I need you. I need your help.
Please. Come with me.

My friend, the American seaman,
needs help.

No. No, I can't.

Please come with me.
I need your help.

Oh, alright.

Saji, you stay here.
I'll go get a doctor.

You've been very badly hurt.

Somebody tried to kill me.

They might come back to make sure.

Get out of here.

'Take the kid with you.'

We can't leave you here like this.

Uh! I won't be here.

Uh-h!

I'll get you, Jordan.
Christmas ribbons. Singapore.

Singapore! Christmas ribbons.
I'll get you, Jordan!

Singapore. Christmas ribbons.
I'll get you, Jordan!

Singapore. Singapore.
Christmas ribbons.

Hello, kid.

Good morning, mister.

You're awake at last.
Thank Vishnu.

- Mind telling me where I am?
- 'At my home.'

My mother and the doctor
brought you here three days ago.

I must have talked
out of my head, huh?

You said they tried to kill you.

Gotta get out of here.
Help me up.

- Where are you goin'?
- Never mind where.

I can't stay here. Uh!

Here, I can keep evil spirits
away who tried to kill you.

Five turns to the right.

Five turns to the left.
After every snap.

Give it a rest before you knock
yourself out of the ring.

Against the evil spirits,
the gurus say..

Mother, Vishnu answered my prayers.

So I see.
How are you feeling?

Fine. Thanks to you
and the little Skipper here.

I thought it best to get a doctor.

Afraid it's time for your medicine.

You are not going
to like this very much.

Whew!

If that doesn't start
my engine, nothing will.

Hey, Skip. What about an
introduction to the nurse?

- I don't know your name.
- I don't know yours, either.

Saji Krishnamachari Sharma.

I'm gonna have to call you Saji
for short. I'm Roy.

Roy, this is my mother.

- I'm Anasuya.
- Hello, Anasuya.

Namaste.

I hope you're hungry,
and I hope you like rice curry.

Well, right now,
nothing better. Huh, Skip?

Yeah.

My uncle says
he wants to meet you, too.

Your uncle?

Uncle Babaji. My friend, Roy.

I've never heard my brother sing
like that before a stranger.

Your brother?

In his last life,
before he came back a cricket.

Hello, Uncle Babaji.
Very happy to meet you, sir.

He's very happy to meet you.

'What makes you so sure
that he's your uncle?'

When my uncle died last year,
we lit the match in the ghats

the sacred fire
turned him into ashes.

We threw his ashes into the sea,
came home, opened the door

and he jumped right on my face
and kissed me, like always.

Yes, Babaji loves Saji so much.

Well, how come your brother
came back a cricket?

'Because he killed somebody
in a fight'

'before he lost his own life.'

He took a life.

For that, it was his karma
to be born again

much lower than the last time.

Karma?

Where did I hear that word before?

I told you, remember?

The gurus say if you do bad,
you must pay for it.

'It is wrong to kill anything,
for any reason.'

Who's Jordan?

Why?

'You kept saying
you must get him.'

'What does that mean?
Get him.'

Beats me.

Singapore!

You kept saying "Singapore"
and "Christmas ribbons."

'What does that mean,
"Christmas ribbons?"'

Go help your mother, kid.

I'm sorry.
I tried not to wake you.

You didn't. Kinda late
to go out alone.

They're sending a car for me.

This late at night?

In this country, a wedding feast
can go on for days and days.

Saji says you play a mean sitar.

- Mean?
- Great.

He also says you're
the best dancer in the world.

Well, he's my son.

Have you been an entertainer, long?

Since Saji was born.

The two of you are all on your own?

Yes.

Since my brother was killed.

Saji says you're the greatest sailor.

- If the water's not too rough.
- And you've been everywhere.

Well, if you call
island-hopping everywhere.

- Don't you miss your family?
- Haven't any.

I'm sorry.

- I still have my little Sally.
- You have a child?

Sixty feet long.

"Singapore Sally." I'll be going
back to her very soon.

Not until you're well.

I can't stay here.

It's too risky for you and the kid.

Besides, the quicker I get goin'

the sooner I can finish my business.

What is your business?

Forget it.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, Anasuya.

Boy, the kid's havin'
a good time with that kite.

Sure is a nice day.

This is all you see of him
till night breaks.

That's impossible.

Nothing's impossible
if you have faith.

'How are you feeling?'

Navigating fine.
Right, Skipper?

There he is.

It's a yoga pose.

It's called Shirshasana.
He stays upside down.

How long without moving a muscle?

From the minute the sun comes up
to when it goes down.

It's his way of trying to lose
himself and find God.

I suppose this all seems
very strange to you.

'This is where I feed
the sacred monkeys.'

'The guru.'

Before whom we must walk in bare
feet to receive his blessing.

This is where we buy
our sugarcane juice.

Three. Not two.

Oh, look. Vultures
from the Tower of Silence.

'That's where the Parsees
leave their dead.'

Yeah.

Not all vultures fly, though.

Stay here.
I'll be right back.

Hey, Skip.
You're mighty ticklish, my boy.

Come on, Skipper.

Wait here, driver.

Hey, Skipper.
Close your eyes and make a wish.

Now, go and make it come true.

Thanks.

Go ahead, before they sell
everything out.

Don't go way too far.

Now, you close your eyes.

Come on!
Close your eyes, lady.

Give me your hand.

Now, keep them closed.

Amen!

Come on.

I met him in this temple.

I was putting flowers at the
feet of Vishnu when he came in.

He just stood there
watching me until I'd finished.

And when I left, he followed me here.

He asked how many Gods
we believed in.

I said we have a God for everything.

He said he believed in only one God.

I said so did we

but that our one God
has many different faces.

He said, "Lady, I have a feeling
your God will be mine

and my God yours."

I loved him.

Even when I knew he wasn't
coming back, I loved him.

But now, it's all gone.

Like a monsoon that comes and passes
and leaves not a memory of rain.

'Come on! Come on!'

See them now.

See how I painted
their faces with kumkum.

A cat!

- What's wrong?
- A cat ran in front of us.

So what?

That means something
very bad will happen.

Yes, sahib.
It means the death.

S.L. Deshmukh,
165 Mehta Road.

Yes, I forgot.
I'm supposed to work tonight.

'I'd better get dressed.'

Are you gonna grow into those?

They're for you.

What am I gonna do
with those fancy pajamas?

Sleep like a maharaja.

Well, who are those for?

My mother, so she can sleep
like a maharani.

The man who sold them to me

said in America
they're called His and Hers.

- 'That's a saying... '
- Oh, kid, I know. I know.

They're very beautiful, Saji.
Thank you.

Mother, must you go to work now?

Yes, I must.
I'm already late.

I have an idea.
Hey, look, Skip. Come here.

Why don't the two of us go
watch the meanest sitar player

'and the best dancer
in the world put on her show?'

That would be wonderful.

- We can go out together and...
- 'No.'

No, you can't come with me.

The birthday party
is for a very rich man.

And you're not permitted
unless you're invited.

Goodnight.

Come on, kid.
I've still got an idea.

Now, have you ever crashed a party?

Is that American saying?

Yeah, it means going uninvited.

What was that address now?

As I remember,
it was some kind of road..

- Mehta Road.
- That's right.

One sixty five. I'll tell ya
what we'll do.

We're gonna give your mother
a head start.

Then we're gonna drop in
and surprise her.

- Do you really think we can?
- Sure.

You just watch
an old-party crasher in action.

'Uncle Babaji wants to go, too.'

Can we take him?
Please?

Sure, Babaji's invited, too.

Then we'll have
the whole family together.

That's right.
Put on a shirt. Come on.

Here we are, Uncle Babaji.

You always wanted to live with
the rich sahibs on Malabar Hill.

'He seems to like it here.
Come on.'

Hello, Anasuya.

Hello.

Been outta town. What do you say
we make it up tonight?

Well, I..

- I'm afraid I can't tonight.
- Why not tonight?

- I just can't tonight, Tom.
- Is there somebody else?

- It's not that exactly...
- What is it then?

- Tom, please!
- 'You've never refused me.'

- Please, Tom.
- Oh, come on, Anasuya.

Stay here, Skipper.

- I've always paid.
- Let go of me.

You're not appreciative, bitch!

It's been a big night for him.
He's really pooped out.

We better get him home.

Doesn't matter.
It's a hot night.

Let him sleep here.
Come on, big boy.

Look, I'm sorry
I lost my temper tonight.

I guess there are better ways
to handle things like that.

Look, there's something
I have to tell you.

That man tonight
who wanted me to go with him.

He wasn't wrong.
He knows what I am.

Since Saji was born.

There's no other way for
an unmarried woman with a child

to get along here except to die
with it in the street.

- It's my karma.
- Your karma?

What the hell did you ever do wrong?

Except believe a guy who gave
you a kid and a promise.

Something in a past life
for which I must pay for now

and many lives to come.

I only know about this life,
and I only care about this life.

And about how I felt
when I first saw you.

Oh, Roy.

If I were to lose you now..

Don't worry.
You're not gonna lose me.

If-if something should happen to you.

Nothing's going to happen.

What about those men
who tried to kill you?

You said they'd try again
if they could find you.

Why won't you go
to the police? Why?

I tried that in Singapore.
It didn't work.

Tell me about Singapore

and what you meant
by 'Christmas ribbons.'

That's how Jordan
delivered my partner.

In Christmas ribbons?

We'd been together for five years

when Jordan made a deal with us
to deliver some cargo to Bombay.

We found out what it was
when a crate broke in loading.

Small bundles of heroin
worth millions.

'We went to the police.'

But Jordan got rid of the evidence.

And then he waited for us.

He got my partner.

Sliced from the top of his head
to the tips of his toes.

'Bleeding and looking
like Christmas ribbons.'

I went to the police again.

They put him on trial
but couldn't prove anything.

He left for Bombay.

And now, I've got
one more reason to get him.

That's my man, Sandy.

I'm sorry about your friend.

I'll get Jordan and I'll be back.

Somebody better pray for you so
you can be born again.

Let me be the one.

You know something?

In your own sweet-little-quiet
way, you're quite forceful.

Boy, these crowds are
really something else here.

Hey, Skipper.

I've got to leave
you two for a while.

I've gotta go back
to Singapore Sally.

You take care of your mother for me.

Do you have to go?

I can't leave my little old
Sally alone too long, right?

Look at that man.
He was at your boat.

- You stay here.
- Jordan.

'Roy.'

'Roy, no.'

'Please, Roy.'

'Roy, come back.'

Look out!

Roy.

A-a-ah!

Mother!

Namaskar, Anasuya.

We pray for you now
and at the hour of judgment.

'May you be born again through God'

'as is your sacred belief.'

Amen.

- Skipper, we can go out...
- I'm not hungry.

What's that you got there?

- The cricket cage.
- For your uncle, huh?

- Yes, I was going to buy one.
- Well, where'd you get this?

I picked it up when the man
you were chasing dropped it.

If he has a cricket

then he'd buy a house for it
for only one reason.

Do gamblers put cricket fights
here like in Singapore?

It's not permitted,
but there is such a place.

Trouble getting in?

You have to know the Chinese man.

If you came with the cricket?

That's what my friend Wung Ho did.

And they let him in. Why?

Run, now. Ask later.
Remember? Come on.

Looks like you hit it, kid.

He must smell his friends
in there. Let's go.

My uncle doesn't know
any fighting crickets.

Sit down, please.

Uh, no thanks.
But look, uh..

I was told a guy could
get some action here.

'Action. Action.'

Not food. Not girls.
But action. Crickets, crickets.

I got a champ from Hong Kong.

And money to say he can beat
any contender in town.

Understand?

No.

- Take your hand off.
- What's wrong?

We just arrived.
We're not ready yet.

It's not our turn.
Pick another one.

It's the last cricket.
The cricket must fight.

Thanks, Skipper.

A-a-ah.

No, no, don't. Don't kill him.
No, please.

Stop. No, don't kill him.
Please. No. Stop. Please!

Hey, kid.
Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Skipper.

You were right.

I didn't kill him.

Put it down here.

Rope.

Mr. Kenner.

- Hi, Skipper.
- Hi.

Hey, that's quite a pair
of clod hoppers.

- Which means?
- Shoes.

So you won't lose face.

Thank you, mother.

Well, Skipper, we better shove off.

May God bless you, my boy.

Oh, steady, Skipper.

You gotta hold her on the course.

Real firm grip, now.
Come on.

I knew it.

I knew my mother would come back.