Reno Sweeny Ellie DBilly Crocker Billy UngerHope Harcourt Tiana
IrishSir Evelyn Oakleigh Harry StylesMrs. Wadsworth T. Harcourt
Maria Canals BarreraMoonface Martin Dylan Riley SnyderBonnie Taylor
SwiftCaptain Wes RamseyElijah J. Whitney Johnny DeppPurser Stephen
AmellSteward Jason EarlesPurity Perrie EdwardsCharity Jade
ThrilwallChastity Leigh-Anne PinnockVirtue Jesy NelsonChing Kelsey
ChowLing Brenda SongDrunk Johnny DeppSailors Passengers
1OvertureOrchestra
2You're The TopReno Sweeney & Billy Crocker
3Bon VoyageSailors & Passengers - SATB Chorus
4It's De-lovelyBilly Crocker, Hope Harcourt & SATB
Chorus
5Heaven HopBonnie and Girls
6FriendshipReno Sweeney, Billy Crocker & Moonface Martin
7I Get A Kick Out Of YouReno Sweeney
8Anything GoesReno Sweeney & SATB Chorus
ACT TWO
9Entr'acteOrchestra
10Public Enemy Number OneSATB Chorus
11Let's Step OutBonnie & SATB Chorus
12Let's MisbehaveReno Sweeney & Sir Evelyn Oakleigh
13Blow, Gabriel, BlowReno Sweeney & SATB Chorus
14All Through The NightBilly Crocker, Hope Harcourt & Male
Quartet
15Be Like The BluebirdMoonface Martin
16Take Me Back To ManhattanReno Sweeney & Angels
17Wedding MusicOrchestra
18FinaleBonnie, Moonface Martin, Hope Harcourt, Elisha Whitney,
Billy Crocker, Evelyn Oakleigh, Reno Sweeney, & SATB Chorus
19Bows & Exit MusicOrchestra
Whitney: (To STEWARD who has followed HIM on carrying bags) Take
that thing out of here and take that down to Stateroom 76M. Get me
a table in the dining room, reserve a seat at the ships concert,
place a $2 bet in the ships pool and find me a young fellow named
Billy Crocker, hes got my passport.(STEWARD exits with WHITNEYs
bags)Reporter: Will you step this way, Mr. Whitney, wed like to
have a picture of you. (To CAMERAMAN) Elisha J. Whitney, you know,
Wall Street.(CAMERAMAN takes picture, GIRL poses with
WHITNEY)Cameraman: Okay, were through with you, Mr. Whitney. Whos
next, Charlie? (Sees Evelyn) Get him, no time to waste.Reporter:
Come on sir, Sir Oakleigh, you and Miss Harcourt. Right here
please. Society stuff. (Pushes them into focus of camera)Cameraman:
What are their names?Reporter: Whats your first name, sir?Evelyn:
Evelyn.Reporter: Not her first name, yours!Evelyn: I repeat, its
Evelyn. My fiance is Miss Hope Harcourt.Reporter: Get a good roto
shot. Theyre sailing to be married on the other side.Mrs. Harcourt:
Is this where we stand?Reporter: Look, he cant marry both of you.
Which ones the bride?Evelyn: This is Mrs. Harcourt.Mrs. Harcourt:
Please, feel free to call me Mother.Evelyn: Righteo,
Mother.Reporter: Im sorry, Mrs. Harcourt, we want a picture of the
happy couple.Cameraman: Hey, Miss, look happy. Say cheese!
Reporter: Hey, Edith, put your arm around her.Hope: Im afraid this
is the best we can do. (Takes EVELYNs arm as BISHOP enters with TWO
CHINESE)Cameraman: Okay, do you mind moving to one side? Who are
they?Reporter: Oh, a missionary and a couple of
Christians.Cameraman: Hey, nobody would print that stuff! Get us a
gal!Reporter: Hey girlie, wanna be in the paper? Alright, get in
there and do your stuff kid. Oh, Bishop, give me a little dope on
yourself.Bishop: The name is Bishop Henry T. Dobson, D.C; Ph. D;
LLD; Moderator of the Chinese Angelican Church, President Emeritus
of the Foreign Missionary Societies of the World,
Honorary-Reporter: A swell story for our Chinese edition.Bishop:
How about my photograph?Cameraman: We want one of you coming up the
gangplank.Steward: Hey! Its Reno Sweeny and her Four
Angels!Reporter: No! Are they sailing?Steward: Well they aint
planning to swim.Mrs. Harcourt: Who is it theyre making such a fuss
about?Hope: Reno Sweeny, the famous nightclub singer, and shes got
her four angels with her.Mrs. Harcourt: Oh, yes, the former
evangelist. Theres no longer anything exclusive about Atlantic
crossing.Reporter: Miss Sweeny, how about some poses? For the Globe
American!Reno: I dont care what you take, Sweetie, just so you get
my good side.Reporter: Over here girls!Reno: First the old
personality, girls. Give them the teeth.Angels: (Spread arms out
and smile)Reporter: How about another one?Reno: The Hallelujah,
girls!Angels: (Throw their arms in the air and smile)Cameraman:
Whats that for?Reno: I still do a bit of evangelizing in my spare
time. You meet a hell of a lot of sinners around a night
club.Cameraman: Okay sister, but we dont want wings, we want
legs!Reno: Thats alright sugar, well compromise. Well give you a
wing and a leg!Angels: (Pull skirts up to their left knee and throw
their right arm in the air)Reporter: Anything to the rumor that
youre marrying the fighter, Hymsie Brown?Reno: There was some talk
of it, but he was eliminated in the semi-finals. (Sees BILLY enter)
Billy, Baby, where have you been?Angels: Hi Billy!Billy: Ive been
busy getting your new cabin. Youve got the suite reserved for
traveling royalty.Reno: Thanks a million Billy, what would I do
without you?Billy: Youll be finding out in 10 minutes.Reno: Lordy,
Lordy, how I wish you were coming along.Angels: AmenWhitney: Billy!
Where the devil have you been?Billy: Why, Boss! Hello! Everything
all right? Hows the state-room?Whitney: Never mind that, where the
hell were you for the past two weeks?Billy: In Washington, taking
care of your passport, you know, the New Deal . . . Boss, do you
know whos sailing with you?Whitney: No. Who?Billy: Reno
Sweeny!Whitney: Reno Sweeny?Billy: I told her all about you. Shes
dying to meet you. Oh, Reno, Id like you to meet my boss, Mr.
Elisha J. Whitney.Reno: Hello Sinner.Whitney: Sinner? Id like to
be.Billy: Great sense of humor (looking for passport) meet the
Angels, Purity, Chasity, Charity-Virtue: And Im Virtue.Purity: The
easy kind.Whitney: How do you do.Reno: Say hello girls.Angels:
HelloWhitney: The cocktail bar opens as soon as the ship sails, Id
love to meet you for a drink.Reno: Say goodbye girls.Angels:
Goodbye (They exit)Reno: Nice meeting you, if Im not in the Chapel,
Ill be in the bar.Billy: Boss, what a trip youre in for! The most
beautiful girls in the world and youre right in the middle of them.
Now, am I the greatest general manager or what?Whitney: Youre not!
Youre fired!Billy: Again?Whitney: Yes, again! Consider those two
weeks in Washington your notice! (Walks away)Reno: What was that
all about?Billy: That was me being fired.Reno: Great! Then youre
coming to London with me!Billy: Thats the best offer Ive had since
Ive been unemployed!Reno: How long will it take you to pack?Billy:
Well, theres my other shirt . . .Reno: Youll be great! You can
sing, you can dance. Billy, youre my new master of
ceremonies!Billy: Reno, I dont think so.Reno: Why not? I think youd
be marvelous!Billy: Im not the guy for the job.Reno: You think some
T-Bag could compete with you? You think hes got one tiny fraction
of your brains? Your looks? Your . . .
*Sing* At words poetic, I'm so patheticThat I always have found
it best,Instead of getting 'em off my chest,To let 'em rest
unexpressed,I hate parading my serenadingAs I'll probably miss a
bar,But if this ditty is not so prettyBut least it'll tell youHow
great you are.You're the top!You're the Coliseum.You're the
top!You're the Louvre Museum.You're a melody from a symphony by
StraussYou're a Bendel bonnet,A Shakespeare's sonnet,You're Mickey
Mouse.You're the Nile,You're the Tower of Pisa,You're the smile on
the Mona LisaI'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop!But if,
baby, I'm the bottom you're the top![BILLY]Your words poetic are
not pathetic.On the other hand, babe, you shine,And I can feel
after every lineA thrill divineDown my spine.Now gifted humans like
Vincent YoumansMight think that your song is bad,But I got a
notionI'll second the motionAnd this is what I'm going to
add;You're the top!You're Mahatma Gandhi.You're the top!You're
Napoleon Brandy.You're the purple lightOf a summer night in
Spain,You're the National GalleryYou're Garbo's salary,You're
cellophane.You're sublime,You're turkey dinner,You're the time, of
a Derby winnerI'm a toy balloon that is fated soon to popBut if,
baby, I'm the bottom,You're the top![RENO]You're the top!You're an
arrow collarYou're the top!You're a Coolidge dollar,You're the
nimble treadOf the feet of Fred Astaire,You're an O'Neill
drama,[BILLY]You're Whistler's mama, [RENO]You're
camembert.[BILLY]You're a rose,You're Inferno's Dante,[RENO]You're
the nose, on the great Durante.I'm just in a way,As the French
would say, "de trop".But if, baby, I'm the bottom,You're the
top![BILLY]You're the top!You're a dance in Bali.You're the
top!You're a hot tamale.You're an angel, you,Simply too, too, too
diveen,You're a Boticcelli,You're Keats,[RENO]You're
Shelly,[BILLY]You're Ovaltine.[RENO]You're a boon,You're the dam at
Boulder![BILLY]You're the moon,Over Mae West's shoulder,I'm the
nominee of the G.O.P.[RENO]Or GOP![BILLY]But if, baby, I'm the
bottom,[RENO]But if, baby, I'm the bottom,[BOTH]But if, baby, I'm
the bottom,You're the top![BILLY]You're the top!You're my Swanee
river![RENO]You're the top!You're a goose's liver![BILLY]You're the
baby grande of a Lady,and a Gent.[RENO]You're a dress from
Saxes,You're next years taxes,[BILLY]You're Pepsi-dent![RENO]You're
a prize,You're a night at Coney![BILLY]You're the eyes of Irene
Bordoni.[RENO]I'm a frightened frog,that can find no log to
hop![BOTH]But if, baby, I'm the bottom,you're the top![RENO]You're
the top,You're a Waldorf salad. [BILLY]You're the top!You're a
Berlin ballad.[RENO]You're the boats that glideOn the sleepy Zuider
Zee,You're an old Dutch master,[BILLY]You're Lady
Astor,[RENO]You're broccoli.[BILLY]You're romance,You're the
steppes of Russia,[RENO]You're the pants on a Roxy usher,I'm a
broken doll,[BILLY]A fol-de-rol,[BOTH] a blop![RENO]But if, baby,
I'm the bottom,[BILLY]But if, baby, I'm the bottom,[BOTH]But if,
baby, I'm the bottom,You're the top!Reno: Well, Billy, are you
going to join the act?Billy: No, Reno, business before
pleasure.Reno: But I thought you were just fired.Billy: That doesnt
mean anything. He hires and fires me every eight minutes. He forgot
this (hold up passport) any second hell be back saying Billy, where
the devil is my passport?Whitney: Billy, where the devil is my
passport?Billy: Here you are, boss, I wish I were still working for
you. Id love to see the faces on those Englishmen when you clinch
that amalgamation deal.Whitney: Amalgamation? I forgot the papers!
Billy . . .Billy: Dont worry, Boss. Ill take care of it.Whitney:
Youre hired again! What would I do without you?Billy: You go ahead
and have a good time. Reno, I want you to make sure Mr. Whitney has
a good time.Reno: Dont worry, Billy. I have four Angels holding up
the bar. (To WHITNEY) Come, let us lead them beside distilled
water. (WHITNEY and Reno walk away as HOPE walks on)Billy: (Waves
to them before turning around and bumping into HOPE) Hope!Hope:
Billy? Are you sailing on the boat?Billy: No, dont tell me you
are.Hope: Yes, I am.Billy: Whereve you been for the last three
months? Ive been going crazy trying to find you ever since that
night. (MRS.HARCOURT and EVELYN walk on deck.)Hope: Billy, I . . .
have something to explain . . .Mrs. Harcourt: Hope, dearEvelyn:
Hope dear, the mater is crying for her young.Hope: Evelyn, this is
Billy Crocker.Evelyn: Put it there, Crocker, old chap. (Shakes
BILLYs hand)Hope: This is Sir Evelyn Oakleigh, my fianc. Were
sailing to be married in England.Billy: Your fianc?Hope: Yes.Billy:
Youre sailing to be married?Evelyn: Yes(Boat Whistle sounds and
STEWARD enters)Billy: Then Im sailing too.Hope: Well be meeting
again then?Billy: Again and again and againSteward: All ashore
thats going ashore! All ashore thats going ashore!(STEWARD, HOPE,
MRS. HARCOURT and EVELYN walk away as RENO walks back on deck as
the last whistle blows.)Reno: Billy that was the last
whistle.Billy: Reno, Im sailing!Reno: So I see.Billy: I dont know
just how Ill manage! I havent any ticket or money or cabin.Reno:
Theres always my cabin.Billy: I havent any clothing.Reno: I could
lend you a nightgown.Billy: Thanks. (Sees Purser walk on) Heres
just the man I wanted to see! Can I have a word, Purser?Purser:
Excuse me. There are some FBI men waiting for me at the
gangplank.Billy: FBI?Reno: Whats happening Purser?Purser: A couple
of gangsters are supposed to be on board. The FBI think theyre
trying to get out of the country on this ship. I understand one of
them is dressed up like a preacher.Billy: A preacher. Ive seen that
guy. Ill show you! (BILLY, RENO and PURSER walk off deck as MOON
and BONNIE walk on. The violin case MOON is holding falls open,
revealing a machine gun)Bonnie: Hey, fix the violin, fix the
violinMoon: Im scared to death of this thing! Why did you have to
get me a minister costume?Bonnie: Well anyway, you got on board
alright!Moon: But I know Ill get into trouble in this get up. I
dont know how to be a minister. I dont see why I couldnt have been
a cowboy or an Indian!Bonnie: Now you look great in that preacher
suit, Moonie. Id hardly even recognize you myself. You just keep
your head and well make a clean get away. Ill go find Snake Eyes.
(Runs off Deck towards the gangplank as the BISHOP walks on, seeing
MOON)Bishop: Doctor! May I present myself? I am Bishop Henry T.
Dobson.Moon: Hi ya, Bish.Bishop: Are you going to the
conference?Moon: The conference? No, I think Ill go to bed early
tonight.Bishop: No, I mean the West Minister ConferenceMoon: The
West Minister Conference? No, Im not a West Minister. Im really
more from the East.Bishop: What is your field, Doctor?Moon: Why, Im
sort of a . . . kind . . . of a . . . a sort of missionary.Bishop:
Missionary! Where?Moon: Way, way, way out in ChinaBishop:
China!Moon: Way, way out there.Bishop: I served in China for
years.Moon: Well I wasnt exactly in China, you see, I was more in .
. . in . . .Bishop: Oh, I see. You were in Indo China.Moon: Thats
it! I was in Indoor China and you were in Outdoor China.Bishop:
Well have lots to talk about. Ill see you later. Ohla, chin-chow,
arigotow.Moon: I dont know, but I think its downstairs. Bishop:
(Gives MOON a funny look before leaving as BONNIE sneaks up behind
MOON)Bonnie: Moonie!Moon: Gee, Bonnie! Im in trouble
already!Bonnie: Have the cops seen you yet?Moon: What cops?Bonnie:
There are a couple on board looking for you and Snake Eyes.Moon:
Howd you know?Bonnie: Ive been trailing them. They told the captain
they were looking for a guy dressed as a preacher.Moon: Ooooooo!
Youd better take the violin! Where can I hide?Bonnie: Stay away
from your cabin.Moon: Why?Bonnie: Theyre watching that. I know! Mix
with the passengers, get into a group.Moon: What?Bonnie: Get into a
group of passengers, Ill find you later! (Runs off with the
violin)Moon: Wait a minute, BONNIE! (Sees the HARCOURTS and EVELYN,
deciding to sneak into their little group)Mrs. Harcourt: Evelyn, Im
so anxious to meet your mother!Evelyn: Oh, that reminds me! I must
send Mater a wireless.Moon: Yes, you should always keep in touch
with Mater. Shes a mans best friend!Evelyn: Mater has been horribly
upset with all this delay. (Pushes MOON away)Mrs. Harcourt: Oh,
shell understand, Evelyn. I wrote to her about Hopes poor
health.Moon: You never appreciate good health until you lose it.
(Pushes even more into the group)Mrs. Harcourt: (Coldly)
Really?Moon: You know, I used to have palpitations in the pulpit
and cramps in the crypt. . .Evelyn: Lets go up towards the front of
the ship.Moon: Yes, lets. Thats a great Idea! Did I ever tell
you-Evelyn: Doctor, do you mind converting somebody else? (The
HARCOURTS and EVELYN walk away as BISHOP returns.)Purser: What did
he look like? How tall was he?Billy: There he is!Purser: Seize that
man! Come on, Moonface. Youre not sailing on this boat.Bishop: What
is this? I protest! Help! HELP! I am Bishop Henry T. Dobson.
HELP!Purser: Tell it to the FBI![Moon]Bon voyage,
[PASSENGERS]You mean "Bon Voyage".
[BILLY]I hate to say goodbye, sweetheart.[HOPE]By the
seashore,
[MRS. HARCOURT]You mean "sur la plage".
[HOPE]Well sit and watch the sea[EVELYN]And share a spot of
tea
[CREW]Oh my dearie,
[PASSENGERS]You mean "ma chrie",
[CREW]I'm yours for life,
[PASSENGERS]You mean "pour la vie",
[CREW]So kiss me, pretty wench,
[All]In English or in French.Bon voyage - "bon voyage".[CREW]Oh
my dearie,
[PASSENGERS]You mean "ma chrie",
[CREW]I'm yours for life,
[PASSENGERS]You mean "pour la vie",
[CREW]So kiss me, pretty wench,
[All]In English or in French.Bon voyage - "bon voyage".(All but
MOON and BILLY leave)MOON: Well. Were on our way!Billy: Youre
telling me!Moon: I want to thank you for what you did for me. It
was really a great favor.Billy: I dont know what it was, Doctor,
but youre certainly welcome.Moon: All that commotion hid me from
some people I didnt want to see.Billy: I know, I cant say goodbyes
myself. I couldnt say goodbye to a girl and now Im in a hell of a
mess. Oh; parson me, Doc.Moon: Oh, I dont give a damn. Hey, wait a
minute! You did me a favor, maybe I can do you one.Billy: Im afraid
not Doc. My trouble isnt spiritual, its financial.Moon: If its
money you want, I can get you some of that.Billy: You can?Moon:
Sure, a fellow whos sailing has about 50 grand with him. Very easy
going with it too . . . which is natural. Time was when he used to
make the stuff himself. Bonnie: (Walks in) Moonie!Moon: Bonnie! Did
you see Snake Eye . . . I mean, did you see Mr. Hill?Bonnie: Thats
what I came to tell you about.Moon: Did the cops get him? I mean,
was he forcibly retained?Bonnie: I dont know about that, but he
never showed up. Left me standing there with his ticket.Billy: Is
that a ticket? Say, thats just as good as money!Moon: Oh, if its a
ticket you want, here! Be my guest!Billy: Thanks very much! Good of
you, Reverend!Moon: How about his passport? Could you use this
too?Billy: God help me if they ever look at this picture!Moon: Oh,
we can fix it so youll resemble it! Give you a little scar here,
part your hair differently, then I can break your nose.Billy: Lets
not be hasty!Moon: I could break it slowly.Bonnie: Moonie, fix me
up!Moon: What?Bonnie: Fix me up!Moon: Oh, excuse me. This is
Bonnie. I think you two ought to get acquainted. After all, youre
going to be roommates.Billy: Roommates?Moon: Yes, she goes with Mr.
Hills ticket.Billy: Sorry, Ive got other engagements. If its
alright with you Doc, Ill bunk with you. Goodbye! (Walks
away)Bonnie: Gee Moonie; its going to be awful lonesome in that big
cabin all by myself.Moon: Now Bonnie, dont bring sex into this. Its
bad enough being a minister.
Hope: Isnt it lovely?Evelyn: Ummmmmmmmm . . .Hope: Look at the
ocean in the moonlight.Evelyn: Ummmmmmmmm . . .Hope: Isnt it
beautiful?Evelyn: Ummmmmmmmm . . . A bit overdone, I should say . .
.Hope: And the moon is overdone too, I suppose?Evelyn: No, its
alright for what it is; but Ive never shared general enthusiasm for
the moon.Hope: Evelyn, here we are on the deck of a ship in the
moonlight. Doesnt that mean anything to you?Evelyn: Sorry, old
deah, but until I get my sea-legs, Im afraid I just cant rise to
it. All Oakleighs are bad sailors.Billy: Hello there! I hope Im
intruding!Evelyn: Not a bit. As a matter of fact, we were just
about to call it a night.Billy: Id call it a night! As far as I can
see, theres only one thing wrong with it. (Looks at EVELYN)Evelyn:
Yes, I was just saying; there was a bit of a roll. I dont like
being tossed about.Billy: Well be alright once we get past the
Narrows. Thats the roughest place on the coast.Evelyn: How soon do
we get there?Billy: Youll know when we do. Oh! Oh! Feel that roll!
Its starting!Evelyn: Well, I think I shall go below and prepare
myself for death, and you, Hope?Hope: Well, I . . .Billy: Oh! Its
getting worse! Oh, OH! There it goes!Evelyn: Oh, and here I go,
tootle-oo! (Goes below deck)Hope: (Laughing) Was that fair?Billy:
Fair? I find you standing in the moonlight with him. I didnt shoot
him. I didnt push him overboard. I think I was more than fair.Hope:
Look, Billy, youve got to stop this. We met one night. One single
night. At a party. We danced, we had a little too much wine. We
took a little spin around the park.Billy: A little spin? You call
12 hours in the back of a taxi a little spin!Hope: Nine
hours!Billy: 12; Nine with you and three more before I borrowed
enough to pay off the thug that was driving. Hope: Well I spent
three hours trying to explain to Mother and you werent much
help!Billy: I was very nice to your mother.Hope: Telling her you
were George Bernard Shaw was nice?Billy: Well, I wanted her to know
you were in safe hands!Hope: Well, she wasnt amused. Youd better
stay out of her way on this trip, Billy. She hasnt forgotten or
forgiven you for that night.Billy: I see youve forgotten. Whats
this nonsense about a fianc? Hope: It isnt nonsense! Sir Evelyn and
I have been engaged for a long time . . . except for nine hours one
night.Billy: (Raises brow and clears throat)Hope: Fine, twelve
hours.Billy: Well, as far as Im concerned, its off gain and this
sea-going hack is a big improvement over that taxi cab.Hope: Its
getting late, Billy. Id better call it a night.Billy: Not yet, just
five minutes, please. Just a quick spin around the deck?[De
Lovely]
Steward: (Holding breakfast tray) Good Morning, sir.Moon: Good
Morning.Steward: Where shall I put it sir?Moon: Where do you
usually put it?Steward: Most of them have breakfast in bed,
sir.Moon: (Starts undressing) Oh, they do, eh? I guess thats
alright.Steward: You dont have to undress, sir!Moon: Oh, no? Thats
an even better idea! (Puts coat back on and gets in bed) I sleep up
here. I nearly fell out last night when we went around the
curve.(Steward gives Moon the tray and exits. Moon is Trying to
maneuver the tray as Billy enters.)Billy: What a night it has been!
What a dawn! What a sunrise! What on Earth are you doing up
there?Moon: Oh, this is where you eat breakfast on a boat. Will you
take this thing? Its breaking my legs. (Hands Billy the tray before
climbing out of the bunk bed.) Thanks, are you going to bed?Billy:
Im never going to sleep on this trip! Listen, Doc, youve got to
help me out. I need a change of clothes. Theyre beginning to stare
at me up on deck. (Turns to telephone sitting on the desk as Moon
leaves to find clothes for Billy) Can you tell me which room Elisha
J. Whitney is in? 76M? Thank you.Moon: (Enters with armful of
shoes) Here you are, there was a corridor full of them!Billy:
Doctor, weve gotta change our cabin.Moon: Why? I like it here! Its
very cozy.Billy: My boss is in the next cabin.Moon: You mean the
grey-haired man with the short sighted glasses?Billy: He thinks Im
back running Wall Street. If he ever sees me on this boat-Moon:
Maybe he couldnt see you if I swiped his glasses.Billy: I dont know
what church you belong to, Doctor, but brother, youre a
Christian.Moon: Oh, we men of the cloth have our frivolous
moments.Whitney: Steward! Steward!Moon: Glasses! (Moves to join
Whitney) Pardon me brother, but were you calling for a
Steward?Whitney: I thought I made that clear to everyone on this
boat.Moon: I sent him down the corner for something. Hell be back
here in a minute.