Well, then you won't need the ten cents I was going to give you

Otis B. Driftwood:

Steward, steward! Stew! Ship's Steward:
Yes, sir. Otis B. Driftwood:
I say, stew. Ship's Steward:
Yes, sir. Otis B. Driftwood:
What have we got for dinner? Ship's Steward:
Anything you like, sir. You might have some tomato juice, orange juice, grape juice, pineapple juice... Otis B. Driftwood:
Hey, turn off the juice before I get electrocuted. Now let me have one of each... and uh, two fried eggs, two poached eggs, two scrambled eggs, and two medium-boiled eggs. Fiorello:
[from inside the cabin room]
And two hard-boiled eggs! Otis B. Driftwood:
And two hard-boiled eggs. [Tomasso honks his horn] Otis B. Driftwood:
Make that three hard-boiled eggs. And, uh, some roast beef, rare, medium, well done, and overdone. Fiorello:
[from the room]
And two hard-boiled eggs. Otis B. Driftwood:
[Tomasso honks his horn again]
Make that three hard-boiled eggs... and, uh, eight pieces of French pastry. Fiorello:
With two hard-boiled eggs. Otis B. Driftwood:
And two hard-boiled eggs. [Tomasso honks his horn again] Otis B. Driftwood:
Make that three hard-boiled eggs. [Tomasso makes a short honk on his horn] Otis B. Driftwood:
And one duck egg. Uh, have you got any stewed prunes? Ship's Steward:
Yes, sir. Otis B. Driftwood:
Well, give them some black coffee, that'll sober them up. Fiorello:
And two hard-boiled eggs. Otis B. Driftwood:
And two hard-boiled eggs. [Tomasso repeatedly honks his horn, imitating the Morse code] Otis B. Driftwood:
It's either foggy out, or make that twelve more hard-boiled eggs. And steward, rush that along, because the faster it comes, the faster this convention will be over. Ship's Steward:
Yes, sir. Otis B. Driftwood:
Do they allow tipping on the boat? Ship's Steward:
Oh, yes sir! Otis B. Driftwood:
Have you got two fives? Ship's Steward:
Yes, sir. Otis B. Driftwood:
Well, then you won't need the ten cents I was going to give you