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[Fishermen calling to one another]
no, thanks, Kimo.
kimo, help!
There's a man in the surf!
Come on. Easy with him.
Mama, come quick!
Mama!
Mama! Mama!
My goodness, boy, what is it?
There... A man.
I found him just about drowned!
He's bad off, mom.
He's heavy.
Oh, brother.
He's hurt, he's hurt.
Here, now, what you boys doing here
making noise in the night time? It's all right, Liliha.
They've brought a man who needs some help.
Uh, the side room.
Kimo.
Take it easy now.
Up, up, up, up, up.
All right, you boys,
don't stand around where you don't belong.
Liliha, we'll need hot water, alcohol,
and swabs, quickly.
Yes, Miss Maca.
Morning, Kimo.
Good morning, Little Maca.
How do you feel?
Well, I've... I've felt worse.
I just can't remember when.
Who are you?
I'm Booton.
I asked you a straight-on question, boy.
No foolin', sir, that's my name... Booton MacAvoy.
Where are we?
In mom's spare bedroom.
No, where in the world are we?
Oh, well, we're on Kauai.
What's that?
One of the islands. The sandwich islands.
How far is that from Texas?
Oh, well, to tell you the truth,
I don't think you can get there from here.
At all?
I went to Honolulu once, though.
It's not as bad as my son says.
Oh, good mornin', ma'am.
Honolulu is a couple of day's sail from here.
Are you feeling better?
Well, I'm beginning to make some recovery.
Yes, ma'am.
And you, young man,
you're not even supposed to be here.
Now scoot.
I was just trying to help.
If you really mean that, son, I could, uh...
I could use some shave and soap and a straight razor.
Kinda get out from underneath this.
Can he use dad's razor, mama?
Well, not if your man feels strongly about it.
Some do.
My husband passed away two years ago.
I'm sorry to hear that, ma'am.
You know where your father's things are.
I'm Henrietta MacAvoy.
Well, I'm pleased to meet you, ma'am.
You're lucky to survive, you know.
Mmm.
Well, you can't drown if you was meant for something worse.
It's just a figure of speech.
Just the me and the sea, we don't get along together.
Oh, then you did come off a ship.
Come off. Yes, ma'am, I think that's the right...
I just wish I'd never got on.
You're not a deserter?
As the Lord as my witness, ma'am, I'm a wronged man.
That may be, mister...
Costain. Lincoln Costain.
My friends call me linc.
Mr. Costain, I suggest as soon as you're well enough
you get yourself back to your ship.
Get back?
I was shanghaied, ma'am!
Good morning, boss.
You looking handsome already.
Liliha make you some good soup.
Fix your body up proper.
Just what might that be, ma'am?
Make this from raw fish,
some lizard powder, and dry squid.
She said it'd put hair on my chest,
but all it did was make me gag till my eyes watered.
Booton, behave yourself.
If it's all the same to you, Miss Lily...
Liliha.
You take some. Go ahead.
You like, no?
Uh, no, no. That's pretty bad, that is.
Actually, I'm not very hungry.
If I could just have my pants so I could get up...
Your pants were so badly torn,
we had to mend them.
Mom, mom, they're in the garden again
tearing up everything!
What is it?
What is it, boy? What's the matter?
It's one of the animals... A big one.
He's eating up the vegetables again.
Get out of here!
Get out of my garden, you hear me?
Get out! Scat!
One of the animals? I'll be dogged.
You didn't tell me you had cattle around here, Button.
Liliha! Booton.
We don't. That thing's wild.
But I sure hope he eats the turnips.
Well, he may be wild, but he ain't no thing.
That's about 1,000 pounds of prime bull out there.
You stubborn, willful, worthless,
misbegotten beast!
That's a right nice vocabulary, Miss MacAvoy,
but you'll never talk him out of there.
Look at it. Just look at it!
Is this soup? Soup.
Oh, hi, Costain.
Howdy, Barton. Booton!
Look what I got for you.
Well, that's right nice of you, son,
but I'm not real hungry just now.
I just ate.
No, it ain't to eat. It's a real Hawaiian hat.
For you. Do you like it?
Like it?
Yeah, yeah, it's, uh...
it's real colorful, ain't it?
Make you look real pretty, boss.
Put it on. It'll be great.
Well, it's just a little more decorated
than what I had in mind.
That's all right.
Make you look real Hawaiian style.
That really is quite becoming, you know.
It's time to go into town, Booton.
Oh, I don't think I'll go in today, mom.
I got some things I've been planning to do around here.
Well, all right.
You be sure and make yourself useful
while I'm gone.
I'll be back by supper.
Uh, ma'am.
Ma'am, you won't forget to ask about a ship for me, will you?
I'll check the ships in port
for a work passage situation, Mr. Costain.
Thank you, ma'am.
And if I had a good-bye kiss,
I just might bring home some rock candy too.
Bye, mom. Have a good trip.
You behave yourself.
Come on, Tuck.
Come on. Come on.
Hey, son...
what's the matter?
She's probably gonna see that Bryson.
Who's "that Bryson"?
Well, he's some old man that keeps pestering her
to marry him.
I sure hope she don't.
Why is that?
Well, he wears perfume, for one thing.
He's always patting me on the head
and calling me "My boy."
That's what he always says.
"Well, my boy, you're sprouting up like a weed."
He probably thinks that's a compliment.
Well, it's not.
I'll say this for him, though... He's got good rock candy.
Oh, well, that's a... That's a good quality to have.
A lot of men don't have that.
Say, uh, how 'bout you showing me around the spread?
Sure. I'll show you where I fished you out first.
Down by the cliffs there's some caves.
All right, hold it up.
Can't see it all in five minutes.
I do wish you would begin to take me
a little more seriously, Henrietta.
I do. You know I do.
Mmm.
You know what a disastrous year last year was.
Well, our prices don't look any better this year,
and then with the increased burden of taxes...
Oh, we'll muddle through.
We always have, haven't we?
Yes, well, that's the point.
There's no reason for a woman like you
to have to struggle so just to eke out a meager existence.
Why don't you put the place up for sale?
But I don't want to sell the farm.
You know how much it means to me.
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