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Wonder if my muscles are up to it.
I can't go back there. I'm emotionally exhausted.
So..
Our guns, ammunition, even our radio.
- Yes, sir. Aye, aye. - Thank you.
Uh, Captain, you always told me that you wanted a new ship.
Now, talk to the Skipper like his little buddy.
Professor? Professor? Pro..
We have to plan this very carefully.
Then I've to pretend I'm seasick.
Jeez, it's all my fault, huh.
That can't be too serious, happens to me all the time.
Just keep your eye on this shell.
You can't send messages with the radio, it acts as a receiver.
Skipper, do you feel alright? I mean, you okay?
That goes for you too, Howell!
The coast is clear.
Right this way.
Never mind any of your tricks.
those ships should be passing here sometime this afternoon.
Besides having amnesia he's got eye trouble.
Professor? Professor? Professor?
Universal code.
Uh, sounds like, we strike you out.
What's happened to the Skipper?
Don't worry, Skipper. It's an off season for rescues.
He never lie, except when truth don't work.
It-it sounds like, u-umpire.
Hey, Professor? Hey, Professor.
Just relax and concentrate on this shell.
And you've come to an island in the South Pacific.