Popeye the Sailor
Nearlyweds
Olive Oyl, you has been me girlfriend for a long, long time.
And now, on me bended knee, I proposes marriage
and also wants you to be me wife.
Popeye, I accept your...
Olive! I also want your hand in marriage.
Oh dear, I guess I'll just have to choose one of you boys.
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo. I shall choose this here beau.
Me?
YIPPEEE!!!
Popeye, you come back at 3 o'clock and I'll be all dressed up for the wedding.
You win, Popeye.
Congratulations, old pal.
The best man won.
Gee, thanks Bluto.
[laughs]
I shall returns at 3 o'clock sharp, all dressed in me wedding duds.
See you later, Popeye.
[sings]
Gosh. This sure is hard water.
I thinks just a pinch ought to do the trick.
[laughs]
I has to hurries if I wants to be on time.
Uh, oh!
Yipe! I'm nearly late!
Well blow me down. Me feet feels like lead.
Everything happens on me wedding day.
Oh my gosh! I need to shave.
Huh?
♪ Here comes the groom. Dressed like a goon. ♪ [laughs]
So you did all this, you double crosser!
[clock strikes 3 o'clock]
I can just make it.
[door bell rings]
Oh, that must be Popeye.
Come on Olive. I'm all ready for the wedding.
Popeye, is this your idea of a joke?
Getting married in a barrel?
Congratulations, old pal. The best man won. [laughs]
Oh, hello Bluto.
Olive, I just happened by and was hoping you had changed your mind.
I most certainly have!
And now, do you Bluto, promise that you will:
Wash the windows, paint the house, mop the floors, obey your spouse?
Do the laundry, feed the cat, mow the lawn, and stuff like that?
Give up smoking, never chew, pay your bills before they're due?
Never argue, never roam, spend each single night at home?
No! No! That's not for me!
Come back you coward!
[laughs]