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- Bijou! - Let's have Bijou!
Bijou!
Come on, Bijou!
Let's have Bijou!
Come on, Bijou!
Let's have Bijou!
Come on, Bijou!
- We want Bijou! - Let's have Bijou!
I'll show ya if she's a lady or if she ain't.
Attention! What's going on here?
Nothin'. I'm just sittin' here minding my own business, and...
Oh.
- Rubio! - Yes, sir?
Another one of these, and I'll close your dive!
What can I do? They all want to fight.
- Where's this girl Bijou? - Oh, she's gone.
Wait a minute. Bijou had nothin' to do with this.
- Quiet! Where are you from? - The navy.
- There's nothing American in port. - I, uh... I was in the navy.
I see.
I gave this girl a whole lot of money. I want her to sing.
She won't come out.
He thinks he buys her, so he starts for her dressing room.
Liar!
- See? - Report to the magistrate at 10 o'clock!
Take him out!
- Come on. - Come on.
I warned you about this girl Bijou months ago.
- Have her at the magistrate, 10 o'clock. - Yes, sir.
- Hey, you! You too! - Yes, sir.
James Clyde, convicted of disorderly conduct and vagrancy.
To be deported at once.
Andre Boulter... Stop that smoking back there.
Disorderly conduct, vagrancy. Deported.
Luigi Coreo.
Petty larceny, disorderly conduct, vagrancy. Deported.
Sasha Menken.
Sasha Menken?
Coming.
Petty larceny, disorderly conduct, fraud and vagrancy.
Your Honour, the petty larceny, disorderly conduct and fraud I admit.
They are minor offences.
But the vagrancy charge is a tissue of lies! A tissue of lies.
You have no visual means of support.
I'm a magician. Cagliostro was, too.
You're a card shark, a pickpocket and a petty thief.
Do I say no? Nevertheless, I am a magician.
Look.
What the...
You impudent pickpocket! How dare you?
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but...
Goldfish.
Well, may I have my watch now, please?
Certainly, sir. And it's perfectly dry. Allow me to put it back.
Your Honour, I rest my case.
All right, all right. You're a magician.
And you're a fair and brilliant official.
Deported. Now, get out.
Patrick Edward Finnegan, alias Ned Little.
Disorderly conduct, assault and battery, vagabond and nuisance. Deported.
Hey, chief, how's chances for a fair trial?
You're getting one. Outside.
- Bijou? - Hey, now, wait a minute.
It's OK to push us tramps around,
but that little lady is playing a lone hand in these islands.
She's gotta get a square deal,
cos if she don't, I'm gonna have to start trouble.
- I'm sorry. I just gotta. - Bijou?
- Bijou? - Bijou?
Coming! And that's what happened to the farmer's daughter.
- Give me a penny. - Don't go so far away.
- Let us know where you're going. - Don't worry, boys.
When I settle down, I'll send word to all naval units.
- Cable code is "Man Overboard". - Bijou, I fixed it.
Good morning... curly locks.
- Three times I had to call you... - Now, just a minute, chief.
As you were, big boy.
Take him out to be deported.
You're accused of...
Of inciting and exciting a riot, of being a public nuisance.
I make rough seas. I set the jungle on fire.
I'm a bad influence.
So I'm to be... I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, too, but what can you expect?
There have been a half a dozen complaints
since you came to that café.
A half dozen? Why not 50?
I'm surprised. You know, handsome,
when I stop singing to you and you say, "Mm, darling,"
and I say, "Uh-uh. Goodbye."
You don't get drunk and roar and fight. You're a nice man.
- It's the judgement of this court... - That's what I mean.
The minute Bijou is in trouble, she's out.
"To be deported," so the court says.
- But you must realise... - Don't feel sorry for me, curly.
The next island will be wonderful.
Bijou will sing again, and the café will be full.
And may an angel take my place here.
It'll serve you right, curly locks.
Goodbye, Bijou!
Gangway! Gangway!
Gangway! Gangway!
Gangway! Gangway!
- You're not gonna leave us, are ya? - When are you coming back, Bijou?
- When you coming back, Bijou? - You're not gonna leave us, are ya?
Hey, the governor!
Oh. That's the man who's deporting us, huh?
Who is that?
Just human backwash, Miss Henderson. The lot of them.
Steerage passengers, report to the doctor on the lower deck.
You're a very lucky girl I'm along. Everything is gonna be all right.
Remember, this belongs to you.
Of course, of course. Everything is going to be just dandy.
Adiós!
- Turn around. - There's nothin' wrong with me, Doc.
I know. I just want to look at the pictures.
Oh.
- She's cute, ain't she? - Beautiful.
Put on your shirt. That's all.
Hey, mate.
There's a little lady aboard, name of Bijou.
- I want you to give her a break, see? - That's all.
I'm... kind of looking out for her.
We'll be known all over the thousand islands
as Sasha the Great and Company, with Bijou.
I tell you, it's simple mathematics. Look what happens.
Little Ned does all the work, and we collect.
There's nothing to the big gorilla except south of the ears.
He can fetch water and props and fan us when it's hot.
What happened to your great brain when you spoke to the judge?
As you were, big boy.
He'll think of me every time he wants to know the time.
- Remember. - Yes, I know.
This belongs to me.
Uh-uh.
Strip to the waist.
Well, you see how it is, Doc, I just can't take my clothes...
Strip to the waist!
Yes, sir.
Oh, Susie, Susie!
Come on back. Come on back, honey. Come on back to Daddy.
I won't let that nasty doctor hurt you. Come on, honey.
Oh!
I've raised Susie from an egg, Doc.
I've seen some queer riff raff.
Deposit that stuff some place outside and come back later.
Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
I'll bet you Susie's waiting for me out there frightened stiff.
Susie! Susie! Excuse me.
Come on. Break it up now.
Strip to the waist.
- What do you think you're doing? - You said I should take off my dress.
Well, forget it. Never mind.
My head's full of pigeons and rabbits.
Are they pink?
Inhale.
What happened to nice, old Dr Kramer? Is he dead?
How should I know?
Inhale.
- Do you exam the goats, too? - Inhale, please.
Isn't it a bit early in the morning for cognac and rabbits and things?
It's a bit soon for impertinence. Turn around.
It's a funny thing about rudeness. When I say it, it's impertinence.
When you say it, it's importance.
You talk too much. Will you hold still?
Now, cough.
Inhale. Inhale!
What's the hurry? The next stop is a week from now.
You're quite right, but you're holding up a lot of people.
Just human junk to you, aren't we?
- But we do come in handy. - Turn around.
- What's your name? - Bijou.
Bijou what?
Just Bijou... for my friends.
- Bijou. - Yes, Bijou.
And wouldn't you be lonesome if you had no Bijous to kick around?
- Bijou, Bijou. Yes. - Bijou. Yes, there it is.
Deported, health A-1.
- Deported, health A-1... - All right, I can read!
Why all the fuss? You oughta be used to being deported by now.
All right. I'm used to it. You can get used to anything.
You can get used to the plague, but I don't like it.
Now, wait a minute. I'm no plague.
- Maybe I haven't been very cordial. - Cordial?
All right. So I've been rude! I'm sorry. Here, have a drink.
Oh, no, I've tried that. And when I try, I try hard.
But I prescribe it. It'll do you good.
Better to know what you're doing... even if it's wrong.
So long, Doc.
- Health A-1? - Sure. Health A-1.
- How'd it go? Did he treat you rough? - Oh, just routine.
Good evening, Dr. Martin. May I present you to Miss Henderson?
- How do you do? - Dr. Martin.
She's going to join her father at Boni-Komba.
He's the new resident governor.
Boni-Komba?
Excuse me.
It's my first trip out here, and very exciting.
I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself.
- Good night. - Good night.
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