In all the confusion and thrashing about, Anita found herself far from her Sweet Pea's side. She swallowed the fear rising in her throat and wound her way through swinging clubs and swearing goons searching for the safe haven of his arms. Sal saw Sweet Pea and Anita swept apart by the havoc boiling about. She was quite a nice armful, that Anita Haggee! If only he could catch her alone and win her admiration, get her to dump that disgusting excuse of a boyfriend. He set off through the throng to find her. Sweet Pea was so riled up by the attacks on his fair Anita's ma that he hardly noticed he was alone amongst the bashing and crashing natives. He swung his own fist a time or too and was having a blast of a time when he ran smack into someone coming out of the goony school. "Dang it all! Whacher doin' runnin' like a loony?" He paused as he regained his balance and stared at a swaggering Sal. A grin split Sal's rather lumpy face, "Heya, Sweet Pea! I still don' unnerstand how a fine piece o woman like Anita could settle fer a worthless piece o flesh like you!" Sal quickly realized that he shoulda kept his thoughts to himself. Sweet Pea's fist, fueled by his love for Anita, flashed like lightning right into Sal's surprised face. The two of them were soon rolling in the dirt pummeling each other like schoolboys. Anita came upon them and cried out in fear. She soon saw that Sweet Pea was more than holding his own and with her heart thumping with pride she kept quiet and out of the way. With one hearty wallup Sweet Pea sent Sal head first into the swamp. Sal spluttered and splashed and swore. Threatening Sweet Pea with the wrath of the law he set off into the swamp, his interest in Anita chilled by the green goo and stinging cuts on his face. "I'll get you Sweet Pea! I'll sue you!" Anita rushed to Sweet Pea's side covering his face with kisses. "Anita, its time fer us to go!" he said catching his breath and calming his ire. "Go!? But Darlin', what about Ma? She's old and cantankerous, this island's a zoo, there's no telling what on earth she will do!" She clutched at his arm and pulled him along. "Yer ma's jes fine, lets git outta this mess. Sal's callin' the law and I don wanta be around when they show!" Urgent and firm he pulled the other way only to pause at a chilling sight! Popeye was fighting a group of armed men. Bluto had succeeded in calling the National Guard who were swarming the island in full force, knocking out goons and oil men alike. They were doing there best to subdue ole Popeye but his spinach generated strength was at full throttle. "Good heavens!" exclaimed Anita "The whole place is insane!"