Harvey:
I bet I know a lot of things you don't know. I know that's not French you're singing.
Manuel Fidello:
That's right. About ten million people know it's Portugese.
Harvey:
I bet you can't speak French.
Manuel Fidello:
Right now, I sorry I speak *English*.
Manuel Fidello:
Wake up, Little Fish. Hey, wake up, wake up! Somebody think you dead, they have celebrations.
Manuel Fidello:
I gonna get nifty suit. You know, purple colored. Oh, very nifty suit, with shoes to match and big pearl buttons. Oh, and then I get new tie with big yellow flowers. Oh, then I walk up and down Duckett Street, and I say "Hey, girls, girls. Hey, look, look. Manuel is in town."
Harvey:
Girls?
Manuel Fidello:
Oh sure, beautiful girls. I got maybe five, six girls in Gloucester. I tell each one I like her best. You gotta tell big lies to girls to make them happy.
Frank Burton Cheyne:
Elliot, I'm going to be a father again.
Elliott:
Good Heavens, Mr. Cheyne.
Elliott:
No, no no Elliot... just that it seems that smart little boys from so-called wealthy well-bred parents don't grow up very successfully by themselves.
Manuel Fidello:
15 years I've been fisherman, first time I catch fish like you
[
blows cock shell, and heads towards boat ringing bell]
Manuel Fidello:
HEY, Aboard the vessel!
Captain Disko Troop:
Hey!
Manuel Fidello:
I bring you new kind of fish
Captain Disko Troop:
What'chu get?
Manuel Fidello:
I got new kind of fish. He got no tail. He got pants on his dorsol fin. I think maybe he about 10 year old.
[
pulls up next to skooner and start hauling up boy]
Dan Troop:
Aw, its a kid ain't it?
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