Charlie:
You know I ain't no squealer. But, we're sittin' on a keg of dynamite that's liable to blow up any minute.
Captain Sam McVey:
Go on. What do you want to say?
Charlie:
Well, maybe - maybe some of the guys on this boat might have taken that part; so, you would have to go to the lagoon and leave the lady all alone. You, they're sore at you. And, of course, they don't see no white women like her down here.
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