CAPTAIN: Where'd you find him, Joe?

BRADFORD: In front of this house. Not forty feet out.

CAPTAIN: What'd you bring him up here for?

BRADFORD: (With a sheepish laugh) Force of habit, I guess. We brought so many of 'em back up here, (looks around the room) And then it was kind of unfriendly down where he was—the wind spittin' the sea onto you till he'd have no way of knowin' he was ashore.

TONY: Lucky I was not sooner or later as I walk by from my watch.

BRADFORD: You have accommodating ways, Tony. No sooner or later. I wouldn't say it of many Portagees. But the sea is friendly as a kitten alongside the women that live here. Allie Mayo—they're both crazy—had that door open sweepin' out, and when we come along she backs off and stands lookin' at us, lookin'—Lord, I just wanted to get him