Freddie Bartholomew credited as playing...
Harvey
- 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 Portuguese.
- Harvey: I bet you can't speak French.
- Manuel Fidello: Right now, I sorry I speak *English*.
- Captain Disko Troop: Inquiring if Harvey is earning his keep: Manuel?
- Manuel Fidello: It's okay, he do some work.
- Harvey: I did not. - That was work.
- Manuel Fidello: You clean something off deck, no?
- Harvey: You made me do something.
- Manuel Fidello: That was work.
- Manuel Fidello: My father was the best fisherman on the whole Madeira islands! And that's everyplace.
- Harvey: Well, that's not so much.
- Manuel Fidello: How you mean not so much?
- Harvey: Well, I mean he didn't do much for you. I mean, he didn't leave you anything.
- Manuel Fidello: He didn't leave - ? He-he leave me this hurdy-gurdy that his grandfather leave him! He teach me how to fish, how to sail boat! He give me arms and hands and feet, feeling good outside and he teach me how to feel good inside! My father do all this and he have 17 other kids beside - what else a father do?
- Harvey: Why do you keep singing for?
- Manuel Fidello: Because I like to sing.
- Harvey: I never heard that song before.
- Manuel Fidello: Me neither. I just make 'em up.
- Harvey: You can't write songs.
- Manuel Fidello: I don't write 'em. I just find 'em in my mouth.
- Harvey: A song can't be any good like that! When you just make it up.
- Manuel Fidello: Say, that's best kind songs. When you feel good inside, like-like trade winds, she just come out.
- [singing]
- Manuel Fidello: O my beautiful lady...
- Harvey: Oh, oh, I'm sorry.
- Manuel Fidello: What you sorry about?
- Harvey: Well, I mean, your father, they didn't find him.
- Manuel Fidello: What they need find him for? He all right.
- Harvey: Well, but, drowning out in the ocean, all alone at night.
- Manuel Fidello: What's the trouble about that? That fine way. The savior, he take my father up to fishermen's heaven - with all his old friends.
- Harvey: What happens - what do you do when people don't speak to you, around here?
- Captain Disko Troop: You have to settle that yourself, son. I'm skipper to a crew; but, I ain't dry nursemaid. And I don't take no part in squabbles. They settle that between themselves, just like everything else. Whatever's foul between between you and Manuel, you'll have to free and clear yourselves.
- Manuel Fidello: What's the matter, little fish? You sleepy?
- Harvey: I-I'm so ashamed, Manuel.
- Manuel Fidello: Sure. We all got to be ashamed once. So we don't do things again when we got be ashamed of, see?
- 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 get 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.
- Harvey: All cleared up, hasn't it? The weather - its nice now.
- Manuel Fidello: It was till you come up.
- Harvey: Well, they sent me up.
- Manuel Fidello: [Sarcastically] No. No, I bet they ask you stay.
- Harvey: People learn songs. Songs aren't just inside of people like that.
- Manuel Fidello: Say, sometimes a song so big and sweet inside, I-I I just can't get 'em out. And then I look up at stars and maybe cry, it feels so good. Don't you never feel like this? No, I guess you don't.
- Manuel Fidello: My father, when he alive, he made better songs than me!
- Harvey: What kind of songs did he sing?
- Manuel Fidello: Songs about the sun and the sea. Songs about the clouds. Big songs - about the wind and the storms. And little songs too - about the tip on my mother's nose. Oh, my father, he feel beautiful inside.
- Manuel Fidello: You fish for sperm whale maybe?
- Harvey: He-he.
- Manuel Fidello: Don't laugh. Beside, you laugh no good. He-he-he-he. Like seagull.
- Harvey: I guess I want to do something.
- Manuel Fidello: Yes, but you want to do just what you want to do! I tell you what you do, you go below in galley and help Doc. You carry slops. You sweat in galley like Dan did, before you talk about being fisherman. Go on, now, go on.
- 'Long Jack': It might go faster if our Jonah-catcher would throw away his hand-line and bend on a troll for once.
- Manuel Fidello: You no think I catch as much as fish as you, huh, Jack?
- 'Long Jack': I ain't sayin' that.
- Manuel Fidello: Maybe you just bump your head on bunk when you get up this morning, huh?
- 'Long Jack': Or, maybe you Portuguese just don't know nothin' about troll fishing.
- Manuel Fidello: I tell you what I do, I take Jonah-kid with me tomorrow. I fish hand-line, I show him same time. I bet you we bring in fish as you and Nate together.
- 'Long Jack': Speak English, will ya: more fish as me and Nate together.
- Harvey: More fish *than* you and Nate together.
- [Crew laughs]
- Harvey: Here, I've got one!
- [Pulls up his line, but no fish]
- Manuel Fidello: You got new idea, maybe, too, huh? What you think? We just feed fish, free, here, for nothing?
- Harvey: I-I guess I was too anxious, again.
- Manuel Fidello: I told you, stay away from that anxious business. Let the fish be anxious. Here. Look. One - Two - Now it's in his mouth - Now, up he come.
- Harvey: Gosh, can I take him off the hook?
- Manuel Fidello: We got not time for that. We don't know these fish personal.
- Harvey: Gee, I've got one now!
- Manuel Fidello: All right, pull 'em up! Pull 'em up! Don't let him stay down there and tell all other fish what is going on. Pull 'em up!
- [Harvey almost falls out of the boat]
- Manuel Fidello: Hey, wait a minute, Hey. You gonna bring fish up see you? You going down see him? Pull 'em up!
- Harvey: Do you think they really fish in heaven?
- Manuel Fidello: Well, sure they fish in heaven. What else they do?
- Manuel Fidello: Hey, sleepyface! Look! You log on the bunk.
- Harvey: Oh, say, I didn't...
- Manuel Fidello: Easy now, easy, he's a big one. And stay off your backside, you hear me. Come on, pull 'em up!
- Harvey: I'm try-trying to...
- Manuel Fidello: Oh, you want Manuel's help, huh? I think you get blisters. Blisters good for fisherman. Come on, pull 'em up! Pull 'em up!