[High Diver at the Beach]
Mr. Bunion: Take the valise up in the balloon with you and drop it in--
Diver: The ocean, eh? Yes sir, I will. I need ballast and will be glad to do it. I'll drop it --- [Shoot the Shutes]
Mr. Bunion: He knows his business. That'll be easy money for him. He could have had ten from me as easy as five. If he drops that in the ocean he can have any thing I've got.
Mr. Bunion: He's up mighty high. He must be right over the ocean now. Why don't he drop it? Ah! He is dropping it now, yeow
Mr. Bunion: Eh! yes, there she goes. I hope the wind don't fool him. Oh! It's shooting down like a bullet. I wonder if the wind will blow it---
Mr. Bunion: Aw! It's all over. It'll light right into the ocean and gone for all time. I might as well go down now, to the --
Mr. Bunion: Yes, I'll go to the Brilliantee and eat something then step over to pier and dance awhile with a --
Mr. Bunion: There's nothing to it. When you know how to live. Life is worth the effort of standing for it.
Mr. Bunion: Oh! He didn't gauge it right. Well. He done his best. Oh!