Duke Usleiva : Ahoy fair sea man. I hath need of passage to Zagreb. Might I board thy poop deck?
Mikel Arc-Tender : Nay! This arc be-eth not for charter. A deluge cometh- all faithfull Evertonians shalt ride the arc to safety.
Genie Traore : Fie! 'tis not a very large arc!
Mikel Arc-Tender : 'tis not a very large club.
A scratching/struggling sound is heard from the deck door.
Mikel Arc-Tender : That foresooth is the captain. He hath trouble with yonder door knob. Opening doors with two hooks for hands is a quarrelsome deed.
The door finally opens and Looney Wayne, red faced, emerges on deck.
Duke Usleiva : Why 'tis Captain Hooker. Good morrow to thee good Captain.
Looney Wayne : Ock, grrrg <burp>
Mikel Arc-Tender : The captain wisheth thee call him 'Captain Wayne'.
Duke Usleiva : Captain, we wisheth passage to Zagreb. My bondsman, Genie Traore, hath brought 15 steak pies. The pies art for thee if thee grant us passage.
Mikel Arc-Tender : Fie! I hath told thee. This arc is only for true Evertonians. Those who art once a blue are always a blue.
Jamie pops out from behind a bush and raises his arms in protest then disappears again.
Looney Wayne : Uggg, argh <sneeze>
Mikel Arc-Tender : Foresooth, the good captain hath remindeth me. We shalt make exception when the payment is good. 15 pies now, and a further 15 when we reacheth Zagreb shalt earn thy passage.
Genie Traore carries the bag of pies to the boat, trips over his own feet and falls headfirst into the mersey with the bag of pies.
Duke Usleiva : Traore thou fool. The pies art ruined.
Looney Wayne : Ag, ug, <grunt>
Mikel Arc-Tender : The captain sayeth the pies art still good. The clean waters of the Mersey shalt not harm them. He wisheth to eat them now. He say thee may board; we set sail immediately.
Captain Hooker disappears back below deck carrying the soaked sack of pies.
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