101- Port Royal

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Tonight we escape to a sunken city, which lies with its fabulous treasure chests at the bottom of the sea, and to the lust for gold of a crew of men who were willing to die or to kill.

As Gildau tells it in his exciting tale, Port Royal, the story suggested by Lieutenant Harry Reesberg's book, I dive for treasure. Can't you get anything else on that radio?

I haven't liked that particular number. Well, I could somewhere else. I just might do that. Oh, no, I crystallized it and mean it. I guess I'm just jumping and I hear, come on, have a drink.

That stuff? No thanks. Well, pardon me, Lady Aesterville. We're just fresh out of Napoleon Brandi. Huh, aren't we just? Look, you got no beef coming. When I had it, you got it that works. And when you didn't have it, you took it from me.

Hucked the diamond, sold them in. So you'll get them back. Something's got to turn up. It should be you, dead. Look baby, don't do me no favors, the door's not locked you know. I know. I think I'm going to walk through it right now.

Oh no, wait a minute. It's a break for you Danny. Now you can keep the room single right. Where you going? I think Benny can still find me a place in the line over at the flamingo.

You wouldn't. Just watch me. Alright, go on, kick a guy when he's down, walk all over him. I should have known you was that kind of broad. You did. Let her go the tramp. He's like the rest of the crumbums.