Pluck feathers off a frog’s back. Hahaha!
Bos.
If you were talking about conditions in Middelharnis or Pernis, you’d have reason for it. My men don’t pay the harbor costs, don’t pay for bait, towing, provisions, barrels, salt. I don’t expect you to pay the loss of the cordage, if a gaff or a boom breaks. I go into my own pocket for it. I gave your mother an advance, your brother Barend deserts.
Kneir.
No, Meneer, I can’t believe that.
Bos.
Hengst telephoned me from the harbor, else I wouldn’t have been here to be insulted by your oldest son, who’s disturbing the whole neighborhood roaring his scandalous songs! I’m going to the ship! [Angrily.] If you’re not on board on time I’ll apply “Article Sixteen” and fine you twenty-five guilders.
Geert.
Yes, why not? I can stand it!
Bos.