Come on, Charlie, swim to me!
Keep comir.

- I can't get up.
- Give me your hand, Charlie.

- Help me!
- Get your feet out of the water!

Can we go home now?
So then Denerder and Charlie
sat there tryir to catch their breath...

...and figure out how to tell Charlie's wife
what happened to her freezer full of meat.

That's not funny. That's not funny at all.
Mrs. Kintner must've put her ad
in Field and Stream.

Looks more like The National Enquirer.
All right, hold it, hold it.
Hold everything. I said, hold it!

- Hello.
- Hello, back, young feller. How are you?

Say, I hope you're not goir out
with those nuts, are you?

The Weetock boat's gotta move out first.
Y ou have to move out,
or he can't get out at all.

Don't raise sail, you're just gonna luff it.
Y ou got a paddle on the boat?

Officer, wait a second. Wait a second.
How many guys are you gonna put
in that boat?

Whatever's safe, right?
- Yeah, well that ain't safe.
- Watch it, that's dynamite.

- Where are you goir with that?
- I'm goir on the boat.

- Help me get those guys out of the boat.
- Sure.

Gentlemen, the officer asked me to tell you
that you're overloading that boat.

Go on, get out of here.
- Y ou ain't going. What do you care?
- Can you tell me...

...if there's a good restaurant
or hotel here?