Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison
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:23:00
What I mean is that nobody
in their right minds...

:23:02
would want to
leave this place...

:23:04
where's there's plenty
to eat and good water...

:23:06
and go sailing off
to hell and gone...

:23:08
Begging your pardon,
ma'am...

:23:09
In a 2 by 4 rubber raft, and maybe
starve to death or die of thirst...

:23:13
even if they didn't get drowned.
:23:14
But you'd like to try,
is that it, Mr. Allison?

:23:19
Well, ma'am...
:23:21
Of course you would.
:23:23
No, if it was just me, okay...
:23:26
but, uh, I couldn't ask you to go...
:23:28
and I wouldn't leave you here,
so, uh, let's forget all about it.

:23:34
What if I myself would like to try,
Mr. Allison?

:23:40
I'd say you was crazy
too, ma'am.

:23:43
Thank you, Mr. Allison.
:23:47
The raft would have to have a rudder.
:23:49
I'll figure out some way to fix it.
:23:51
Could the sail be of palm?
I know how to thatch.

:23:53
Good.
:24:00
I sure hope you
like fish, ma'am.

:24:02
Because after about a week
when the fruit runs out...

:24:05
there's going to
be nothing else but...

:24:06
raw fish, at that.
:24:08
And I'm sure
I'll get used to it.

:24:11
Oh, sure.
:24:13
Now, that was
a dope question.

:24:15
It's a cinch you'd like fish...
:24:18
with your religion and all.
:24:21
You know,
the guys in the corps...

:24:24
the ones who go to see the chaplain
the night before an attack...

:24:26
have to eat fish on Friday...
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we call them mackerel snap...
:24:35
What is it you call them, Mr. Allison?
:24:38
Huh? Who?
:24:40
The ones who have
to eat fish on Fridays.

:24:42
Oh, we call them, uh...
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um...
:24:46
Is it mackerel snappers?
:24:49
Yeah. Yeah, that's what some
of the guys call them.

:24:53
But they're good marines,
ma'am, the best.

:24:56
I'm glad to hear that.

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