The Ocean Waif

Ronald Roberts:
Hawkins, pack my grips, we're going ashore this evening.

Hy Jessup:
What d'yer mean by staying out so long. What d'yer think I keep yer for?

Local Fisherman:
Say, matey, wouldn't the boss like some nice fresh fish?

Hawkins - the Valet:
I knew it, sir. This is a bad place, sir. It has a lady ghost.

Ronald Roberts:
If you find her, Hawkins, introduce me.

Ronald Roberts:
Hawkins, you've been drinking.

Hawkins - the Valet:
No sir, not a drop today, sir.

Hawkins - the Valet:
Your bathing suit is gone. It must be that bally ghost, sir.

Ronald Roberts:
Hawkins, our ghost has been taking a bath.

Ronald Roberts:
Let me see whether you're real flesh.

Ronald Roberts:
That's your ghost, Hawkins. Isn't she pretty?

Ronald Roberts:
The girl was as beautiful as a rose -...

Title Card:
Cupid lurks in the shadows of the big living room.

Ronald Roberts:
She is only an ocean waif whom I am protecting.

Ruth Hart:
Is kissing part of the protection?

Ruth Hart:
I trust you will accept Mr. Robert's affection paternally. We are to be married you know.

Hy Jessup:
Slick looking kid. She's a woman now and I ain't her father.

Hy Jessup:
Now you know as I ain't your father, suppose you and me goes and gets married?