i want--bergerac? charles armand bergerac? - oui. he is the one. - you've had to go and kidnap the daughter of bergerac? you utter, complete numskull! - but now wait a minute, captain. nobody kidnapped anybody! - that is right. i just stowed away on their boat when they stopped at new caledonia. oh, that really does it. you and your playboys are under arrest and confined to this island. mchale, you will accompany miss bergerac and myself back to taratupa, where your assistance is going to be invaluable in making out the court-martial papers. - yes, sir. you're all heart, sir. - virgil, are you going to let this little pipsqueak take me away from you? show him your muscles. - babette, take it easy. - let's go, mchale. after you, miss bergerac. ooh! spirited, isn't she? - uh, yes, sir. yeah. - oh, are we in a spot. - this is the worst yet. guy: hey, sara. oh my gosh. he's so cute. how do you know him? c'mon donovan, do it like i taught ya. let's go! dude. what? dude, that's sara. who's sara? the girl in the pink shirt. that's the girl