:02:01
"Good luck, Capt. Wilder. Your friends."
:02:06
My friends. That's a laugh, hey, Baby?
:02:10
Escape, my aching fantail.
:02:13
They think I'm nuts because I talk to you.
:02:16
I'm not sap enough to fall for that.
:02:20
What have I got to lose? A lousy mattress.
:02:29
Come on in, comrades, and get warm.
:02:32
How am I doing, Black Pigeon?
:02:35
I'm on to your brainwashing tricks.
You're not fooling this old China hand!
:02:40
No, sir. Not today, gentlemen!
:02:49
Hello, Amoy, you dog-eared old postcard.
:02:54
I've been looking at you for two years...
:02:58
but Hong Kong's my town, hey, Baby?
:03:01
Remember when they grabbed
that rust bucket of a freighter of mine?
:03:06
I thought they were pirates,
the way they swarmed over...
:03:09
till I saw their stinking tennis shoes.
:03:16
What smells, comrade?
:03:18
Your feet or the mattress?
:03:21
Both?
:03:23
Come here, lardhead.
:03:25
As long as I'm breaking out of here,
I'm gonna let you in on a little secret.
:03:29
Every hour that you kept me
in a bloodbath...
:03:32
putting my brain through a wringer...
:03:34
I was talking to Baby, here.
:03:37
Jokes, sex, anything.
:03:39
That's how I beat you jerks
at your own game.
:03:43
And by the way, comrade,
Baby is a beautiful doll.
:03:49
I could almost believe you'd been bribed.
:03:52
Say goodbye to comrade, Baby.
:03:57
Why, you dirty little...