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So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t just ‘bout coins clinkin’. Nah, it’s a dance, a game! Ports like Tortuga, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—lasses with lips red as blood, eyes sharp as cutlasses. Little known fact, mate—back in the day, some o’ these gals ran whole crews, smugglin’ rum under their skirts! True story, swear on me compass! Got me laughin’—imagine that, a prossie captain, orderin’ me ‘round! “You wanna die?” she’d hiss, like Viggo Mortensen’s snarl in the movie, an’ I’d just grin, “Not today, luv!”

A Trawl through my VHS library

We get a flashback – Hitchcock uses the zoom-dolly shot in the opening of this scene. Marnie's mother was a prostitute, catering to sailors. “.

G'day mate! Great Scott! Wetherill-Park's a real gem, I tell ya. This place is small but fulla surprises, ya know? I run my spa on Liberty Street (yep, that one, near the old community center) and every day's an adventure here.

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