But when he got off Pimlico / The wind did begin to blow

[last lines] Charlie Allnutt:
You all right, Mrs. Allnut? Rose Sayer:
Wonderful, simply wonderful. And you, Mr. Allnut? Charlie Allnutt:
Pretty good for an old married man. Rose Sayer:
I'm all twisted around, Charlie? Which way is the East Shore? Charlie Allnutt:
The way we're swimming, old girl. Charlie Allnutt:
[singing]
There was an old fisherman / Set sail from off Pimlico / To catch the bold picky / And the gay mackerel... Charlie Allnutt, Rose Sayer:
[Rose joins in singing]
But when he got off Pimlico / The wind did begin to blow