5x-xx-xx ep47 Im Going To Die

The magic names of Humphrey Bogart and Lauren McCall bring you bold venture and a tale of mystery and intrigue

old old joy thought of undoing all afternoons they'll cut it out with his stops nothing what else is there to do on the island pines but sniff uh... like the campable's dear and i used to keep in her hope chest you know what happened once one of them she was sitting in a rocking chair love seat with a boyfriend and justice all

right fellas and if this waiting gets you huh wondering what road is doing now still carrying a little torch for the girl stop eating a heart out baby road is a girl i once knew road is a girl who was one beautiful she still beautiful you think so uh...

watching around our boat this morning i thought so in a pail sort of way she looks like she's dying where i was burned the whiteness of her skin slowway she moves another thing you heard of yourself When she hired the ball venture to bring her here to the Isle of Pine, she said it was her last fling.

What did she mean? I don't know, maybe. She... Wait a minute. Look out there, sailor. Rode. When I knew her, she would dance up to me. She looks like she hardly has the strength to walk.

Hi, Rode. Did you have a good day? Yes. Yes, only. All of a sudden, I... I don't know. I can hardly walk. You'd better help me onto the boat, Slate. Sure, I'll carry you. There, that does it.

Come on, Sally. Let's get back to Havana. Aye, sir. Rode. Yes. Here, lie down here. You said today on the ollipines it was your last fling. What did you mean? Mean. Mean? I'm going to die, Slate.