"Toss me a cookie, Han.Thanks.If you saw a pirate, Perry, you'd--um--you'd drop dead." "If I saw a pirate," replied Perry indignantly, "I'd--um--live as long as you would! Besides, I've got a perfect right to drop dead if I want to." "Go ahead," said Joe lightly.

"Any time you like, old chap." "The reason I spoke of Boston," reverted Phil, "was that I thought it might be a good place to buy our supplies.

There's no use paying any more for them than we have to and going broke before the cruise is half over." "Yes, but don't forget that gasoline's pretty expensive stuff these days, Phil," said Steve.

"I guess we'd burn up enough gas getting to Boston to make up for any saving on supplies, eh?
I suppose there are stores in Salem." "Thought it burned up awhile ago," said Han.
"Part of it did, but I don't suppose it stayed burned up, you idiot.
What time is it?
We'd better beat it for shore." "Right-o," agreed Han.

"I hope they have Charlie Chaplin, though." By some strange inadvertency, however, Mr.Chaplin's eccentric person was missing from the screen.