The first 200 lines.
Always the same thing. You'll find one on every boat.
No matter where you go. I've been twice
around the world...
Well, gentlemen, last night out.
How about having a little drink with me?
- Dutch treat, of course. - Of course.
- Of course. - What'll it be?
- Bourbon and soda. - Make mine the same.
- You know mine. - Yeah!
Ginger ale and grape juice.
Come, Wilson, that's no drink.
Oh, uh, well, that's-that's all I ever take.
You know, it's a downright shame
that you gentlemen have never been to Habersville.
Ah, you don't know what you've missed.
Fine cultural background.
YMCA, beautiful library and, and our Rotary Club.
Well, gentlemen, you could drop in there any Thursday afternoon
and meet the finest bunch of fellows you've ever met.
I can imagine.
Let's see, that's 15 for mine, isn't it?
Yes. There's no special tonight.
There's twenty.
- The extra nickel is for you. - Oh, thank you.
You...
You know, gentlemen,
there's another thing about Habersville.
You'll find there that we have...
A little straight one. Hi, Wayne.
Make that two. Make it three.
- Make it four. - Oh, thank you, no.
- I, I don't indulge. - Ah!
So you're too good to drink with me, huh?
Well, goodnight, gentlemen.
Hey, what's the matter? I asked you to have a drink.
- And I refused. - Oh, no. You can't do that.
- You can't insult me! - Nonsense, Ryan.
- Mr. Wilson doesn't drink. - I know. Grape Juice Wilson.
Tonight, he drinks.
You've snooted me long enough on this boat.
This is supposed to be a pleasure cruise.
You've been nothing but a killjoy.
Why don't you take off that stuffed shirt?
Go on, knock me down.
You're inebriated.
- What? - Inebriated.
Ah, he did, did he?
So you think I'm inebriated, huh?
I'll show you if I'm inebriated.
I can walk a straight line with anybody on this boat!
With anybody on any boat.
I can walk a straight line with anybody in the world.
You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna walk that rail.
Oh, I-I-I wouldn't do that if I were you, Sir.
'You..' - A-a-ah!
Y-you're too intoxicated to realize your peril, Sir.
I realize. I realize.
I want to show you something.
Here's something you can't do, Mr. Grape Juice.
Look, blindfolded.
Oh.
Man overboard! Man overboard!
- Man overboard! - Help! Help!
Man overboard! Man overboard!
Ahoy! Ahoy!
- There are two of them. - Who is it?
Man overboard!
It's Ryan. No, Wilson. He jumped in to save him.
- That's the stuff. - Who is it?
Wilson, the grape juice man!
That's the stuff, pal.
How're you feeling?
Dizzy? Little weak, huh?
- You dirty rat! You slugged me! - Take it easy, pal.
- Take it easy! - You slugged me!
No, I didn't, pal. Honest, I didn't.
- It was a sailor with an oar. - Sailor with a...
Hey... wait a minute.
Why, this is a boat. What's the idea?
Why, you saved my life last night.
I... what'd I want to do that for?
I don't know, it was certainly something
for a guy like you to save a mug like me.
Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute!
Last night on a train somebody snatched 10 grand from me and...
I made a grab for him.
There was a fight. He must have slugged me.
But that wasn't a sailor with an oar.
Yes, it was. So help me, Mr. Wilson.
- What did you call me? - Wilson. Mr. Wilson. Your name.
Wilson?
- I'll go get the doctor. - Sit down!
Who's that?
I can get the doctor in a minute.
No, sit down!
Why, that's real!
Look, pal. I won't be a minute.
The doctor is right down the corridor.
Say, listen to me.
Last night I was on my way to the fight
with 10 grand to bet.
- What fight? - Don't you read the papers?
The Schmeling-Stribling fight. I must have missed it.
I'll say you did, by about nine years!
By ab...
What day is this?
Here's the ship's news.
- April the 10th. - 1940. That's a misprint.
Honest, pal, that's right.
But this is 1931.
- I gotta get the doctor. - Wait a minute.
I don't need a doctor. I need a drink.
It's right here for you.
- Ginger ale and grape juice. - No, no, no. I said a drink.
Well, this is what you've been drinking, buckets of it.
Ginger ale and grape juice?
There's no prohibition on these boats, is there?
Oh, there ain't no more prohibition.
Roosevelt called it off.
Roosevelt? Teddy's been dead for nearly...
Oh, no, not Teddy Roosevelt.
Franklin Delano Roosevelt, the President.
He's the Governor of New York.
He's the President of the United States.
He's been elected twice.
He's what...
How's he doing?
Look, Mr. Wilson, I don't know what's the matter with you
but whatever it is you can count on me.
I don't suppose you'll understand this
but after what happened last night
I'm going straight, so help me, Mr. Wilson.
Say, why do you keep calling me Wilson?
My name is Carey, George Carey.
You're not the George Carey that was partners with Duke Sheldon
in all them con games?
- What if I was? - Wait a minute.
Don't be that way with me. After all we're in the same business.
- What's your racket? - I just kinda work the boats.
You know, little cards, dice.
The last thing I remember is getting aboard the train
to go to the fight.
But that was in 1931.
Haven't you got a line on yourself since then?
Nine years ago.
You know, it's just like yesterday to me.
Where have I been? Where was I?
Say, wait a minute.
- There's a name for it! - Name for what?
Lapse of memory, uh, lost identity... amnesia!
- That's what it is, amnesia! - Is that what you've got?
Why, no, but that's what I've had!
Why, a blow on the head can make you forget your entire past.
You can live on for years maybe the rest of your life
as somebody else unless... unless a shock
or another blow brings you back to your right self.
You read about these things but you never think of them
happening to yourself.
Say, what kind of a guy was this Wilson?
- Uh, he was an awful heel! - Yeah?
- I like Carey better. - Oh, thanks.
All he did was talk about himself and Habersville.
- Habersville? Who's he? - It's not he. That's an it.
Don't you even remember that?
That's where you live. A little town in Pennsylvania.
I never heard of the burg.
Say...
I wonder if this Wilson had any dough.
He must have.
You were the tightest guy I've ever seen,
I mean, Wilson was.
Let's make a little investigation of his luggage.
Say, this is kind of funny.
We're talking about you and a mug named Wilson
and you're both fellows.
What was I, an end man?
Saltine wafers, dyspepsia tablets
hair restorer. Hair restorer?
Gargle. I certainly must've taken
good care of this guy, Wilson.
I'll bet you an even hundred you wore long underwear.
- You think you're kidding? - Here's your wallet. Still wet.
Sh-h-h.
- Mr. Wilson's suit. - Thanks.
- How is he? - Fine.
If there's anything I can do.
- I'll let you know. - Thanks.
Boy, was I a joiner.
Rotary Club, Elks, Owls,
Community Chest, Primrose League.
Wait a minute. What's this?
"Habersville National Bank.
Lawrence Wilson, checking account C."
$147,000 and 83 cents.
$147,000 and 83 cents.
- Let me take a look at that. - Holy...
That's just the C account!
That means there must be an A and a B.
That might go right through the whole alphabet!
Say, why wouldn't it be a good idea for Mr. Wilson
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