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Listen to the great rhythms of Freddie Rich and his orchestra, the swingy singing of Connie Haines. And that roly-poly little road hog who, whenever he's stopped by a traffic cop, always says... Hey, Costello, Costello, come here. Where have you been?

Hey, wait a minute. And where did you get that suit? It looks like a naval officer's uniform. Oh, a naval officer's uniform! I should have up the Titanic. I'm gonna join him on to Marine.

How do you like to finish a uniform? You don't want to go bread on my cap. They're going great on my sleeve. Wait a minute Costello. That's a nice uniform all right? But you've got the pants on backwards.

I don't know. I want to be a rear Admiral. I have to be a Rear Admiral. Look, you can't get into the Merchant Marine. You couldn't pass the physical examination. Who couldn't have it? I walked in and recruited him over the South Dune.

Everybody's slipping. And the captain pointed at me and he said, Boys, there's a whale of a man. The captain said you were a whale of a man. Well, he didn't use them same words. What did he say?

He said, Boys, get a little of that big hunk of blubber. You know, I can hardly wait till I get on my ship, Abbot. Sailing, sailing over the bounding New Jersey. Now wait a minute, wait a minute. That's over the bounding main.

I come from Patterson, New Jersey. Why should I give a plug to Maine? No, I love plug. Well, there you are. That shows you, you know, nothing about the sea. You're not a nautical, man.