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What was that score we lost by? I couldn't keep up with it. 68 to nothing.
nothing. You'd think they'd at least give us one point for showing up.
What was wrong with you guys out there after all the coaching I gave you? There
was something big happening out there. Something more important than just the
morale of Company B or to prove that the American soldier fights to the end.
We had money on this game.
Seventy -five bucks of the platoon's welfare fund was fumbled away this
afternoon. And we do mean fumble.
And you, next time we choose one of your cooks to play quarterback, make sure he
washes the butter off his hands. Now, it's my fault, huh?
My kitchen platoon lost 90 bucks on that game you said was in the bag.
All right, all right. Now, on top of that, Zelinka, my best donut man, gets a
broken finger.
Sixty -eight for nothing.
Ten fingers, and it's got to be the one he makes the holes with. All right, all
right. Come on. Things are bad all over.
All right, go on, wash up.
I know Uncle Sam needs men, but not as badly as I do. Why don't we knock
ourselves out trying to beat that company?
Football, basketball, soccer, softball. We keep betting them, they keep taking
our money.
The Army says athletics is good for our morale.
I got a kitchen full of cooks ready for mass suicide.
Look, Zwicky, if you want to cry, go to your own barracks. We got work to do
around here.
Rocco, aren't you supposed to get those duty rosters out? Or maybe you got a
secretary handling it for you.
Yo.
60 bucks for my supply platoon. And we lost 75.
All right, stop beefing. I'll get the money back somehow.
Come on. It's just that Company A, they get all the breaks in the new transfers.
Each guy they get is bigger and tougher than the next one.
Well, we need around here some new talent.
Some guys with athletic ability.
Some guys who... Who are you?
Sergeant Bilko.
I'm Sergeant Bilko. Who are you?
Honigan. Ed Honigan. I've been transferred to your motor pool platoon
Dixon. I'm a mechanic, specialist rating.
Camp Dixon, huh?
Got some pretty good teams up there, huh, pal? What do you do?
I've worked on half tracks, engine and body.
Listen, play any football?
Football? You play any football?
No. Oh, saving yourself a basketball, huh? I've done a lot of valve and piston
repair, transmission.
How about baseball, a little baseball?
Huh? No. Soccer? Maybe soccer?
No soccer. I do diesel engine overhauls. How about baseball?
Softball? I have some experience. Water polo?
Any skiing?
How are you with tiddlywinks?
Gee, I'm sorry, Sarge. I've never gone in for any kind of games. I guess I'm
just a soldier.
The last thing I need in this outfit is a soldier.
Let me look.
Okay, Honigan. Here, Henshaw.
I'm putting him on motor rebuilds. Take him inside and brief him. Welcome
aboard, Corporal. Hey, Rocco, look alive. I'm coming.
Oh, excuse me. Hey!
Ain't... Ain't you Ed Honigan?
That's right, yes.
Gee, I never thought I'd get to meet you in person. I... I won $50 on you that
time in Okinawa.
Oh, really?
Yeah. Uh, excuse me.
Who would believe it?
Ed Honigan and our platoon.
Hey, Locke, who is that guy?
You mean for real you don't know?
Hurry up!
Who is he? Honegan! Ed Honegan!
Here we go. Who's Ed Honegan? You mean for real you don't know, Sarge? Gee,
weren't you in the South Pacific?
Well, we're back to playing stop the clock again. Who is he?
Oh, I thought everybody knew him. He's... He's the stomach.
Stomach? The stomach. I knew he looked familiar.
The stomach in our company. Wow!
Oh, boy, he got the stomach. Who's the stomach? The, the stomach, the eating
champion of the United States Army.
Eating champion?
Mr. Appetite himself.
You remember during the war we used to have them eating contests? Every
had its champ.
The stomach could take them all.
Hey, remember the championship finals at Kwajalein Island?
Boy, what'll my boys find out who they'll be cooking for from now on?
matter, you crazy?
Don't mention a word about this. Keep this under your hat until we're ready to
make our move. What move?
Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but hasn't it been said that Company A has a
that they think is quite a neater? Yeah, the supply sergeant, Hoggy Henderson.
Oh, he's the best knife and fork man in the division.
Yes, I'm mistaken.
From time to time, don't they like to bet on him?
Yeah, but we never had nobody that could compare with him when the... Ernie!
Ah, the sun is starting to peek through the clouds.
An eating contest.
Yeah, you know how the guys in my outfit are. They'll bet on anything.
They figure on man -to -man betting, maybe we got a chance.
Oh, sure, sure. Anything to accommodate you. Uh, how much you putting up?
Well, I got $70 out of our welfare fund.
And here's $55 from my kitchen platoon and $60 from signal corps. $50 from
supply.
$235.
You boys must think you've got quite a need over there. Oh, I don't know. Some
jokey thinks he's a glutton. What's his name? I forget. Some little guy. Thin. A
little thin fellow.
Well, there you are. You got yourself a bet.
We hold the bet in standard procedure according to the interplatoon betting
regulations. Check.
Riggle, wriggle, wriggle.
Zimmerman, take this down to the machine shop and have it welded.
Then give it to the chaplain to hold for us.
Rocco. I'm right behind you. Zimmerman, have that sergeant step in here, please.
Yes, sir.
Like they say at Madison Square Garden, may the best man emerge victorious.
Huh? All right.
Belko, you disappoint me, boy.
Disappoint you? Yeah, for the sharpest operator on the post, you sure pulled a
boo -boo. What you talking about, boy? For a guy who's supposed to know
everything about everything on this post, you seem to have forgotten we got
pretty good knife and fork man in our outfit.
Come in.
Man, I want you to meet Sergeant Henderson.
Hiya.
Hog Henderson?
You told me he was transferred.
Somebody told me. Oh, we haven't got a chance.
Oh, give us at least three to one odds. Not a chance.
Well, the area hears about this. Bilko matching some company B meatball against
the Hog. Hog Henderson, championing at the Canal Zone three years running.
Title holder in the Philippines.
And get this.
At Kwajalein, in the Interzone Finals for the World's Championship, he came in
third to the stomach.
The stomach?
Take your hats off when you mention that name.
He was the greatest.
Give us a break. Give us some of these two -to -one eyes.
We'll drop by later to discuss the details of the contest.
That is, if you can call it a contest.
Give us a break, will you, Alan? Have mercy.
Mercy. What am I going to tell them?
You mean one guy's going to eat all that? Are you kidding?
For the stomach, this is just a snack. I tell you, we got the champ in there.
Would I be risking the entire welfare fund if this wasn't a sure thing? Sure
thing. Everything is a sure thing with this outfit until we lose.
They say this Hogg Henderson is murder with the meat and potatoes. Hogg
Henderson, is he kidding?
Henderson is a canary compared to the... Tell him, Ruckel.
One day in Kwajalein, with me own eyes, I seen him put away nine chickens, five
pounds of potatoes, a bushel of carrots and peas, 19 corns and eight pies, and
he wasn't even breeding hard.
Welcome, welcome, corporal. Your chair, monsieur.
Say, what's all this? Oh, it's just the tradition of the platoon.
A new member always gets his first meal served here. Won't you?
Say, that looks great.
Boy, let me at that food.
Stand back.
You want to be eaten?
Boy, yum.
Yum. This is steak.
I'm hungry. He's hungry.
I missed my lunch on the train. He missed his lunch. I told you I haven't
enough food here. I got more in it, Gene.
Look at that forehand. Is that a thing of beauty? Look at him.
Say, say, aren't you fellas going down in the mess hall?
No, no, don't mind us. It's a privilege to stand here and just watch it.
That
just
hit the spot.
Not a...
with the steak?
No, it's terrific.
Oh, I got a secret.
He smokes in between bites, right?
No,
I'm full.
Say, say, thanks an awful lot, fellas. Thanks an awful lot. Hey, I wonder
planned at the post -movie tonight. Movie?
Eddie, baby, we haven't finished the Batman yet.
You got money on that guy?
There's got to be an explanation.
Where you going? He wants some bicarbonate. Claims he ate too much.
feeling better. Oh, sure thing, yeah. Sit down, sit down.
Oh, say, say, you sure make a guy feel at home in this outfit. Well, that's
I'm here for, to give the boys a home away from home.
You know something, Ed? The boys were telling me when you were overseas, you
a nickname.
What was it again?
The kidney, the liver, what?
Oh, uh, they used to call me the stomach.
That's it, the stomach, yeah.
That was because I was a real heavy eater.
In fact, I used to win contests.
Sanchez, huh? Yeah, but let's not talk about that. No, no, no. Let's talk about
it. I want to know all about that.
Well, when I was overseas, I had a girl back home I was crazy about.
Then one day I got one of those letters.
Oh, yeah. Dear John, I found another. Stanley is his name. I know the letters,
yes. She found somebody else.
And I was miserable.
It seems misery has a funny reaction with me. It makes me hungry.
The more miserable I got, the hungrier I got.
Pretty soon, I started eating.
I mean eating.
Pretty soon, the only place I could get enough food to eat was in contests.
And before I knew it, I was so miserable, I was the champion eater of
army.
Champion, huh?
Terrible, isn't it? Yeah, it's awful. Go on, tell me more about it.
I was compensating.
Compensating? Yeah, that's what Captain Lazarus said.
Captain Lazarus? Yeah, he was the army psychiatrist that straightened me out.
That's nice.
he got to you because you're an old guy who can be helped. All I have to do is
get my mind off her. Forget it.
Today I don't want to remember her name, what she looked like, or anything about
it. And you see before you a happy man, Sergeant.
You stay that way. I'll have to instruct me here by car. Just take it easy. I'll
be right back.
Is he really the stomach? He's the stomach, all right, only with
It seems when he was overseas.
The only time he wanted food was when he was miserable.
Overseas, that made me miserable. All right, all right.
But he's starting with jokes he's got to find out a way. A way to remind him of
his girl so he'll be so miserable that he'll start... Hey, when we were
overseas, what was it that reminded us of our girl? Another girl. Oh, come on.
I know.
There was always one thing that kept us together, even though we were miles
apart. A song.
The song.
Always a song.
We used to call it our song.
Yeah.
Emma.
See? See?
That's what we've got to find out. We've got to find out the song that reminds
him of his... Gomez, here.
Go to every service club. Get me every phonograph record that was a hit between
1942 and 1945 when the stomach was over... Oh,
boy,
those jokes are really great. I love that one. What is it? Why does a fireman
wear red?
I got another one, you all.
He's got another one. Get the record.
The record.
Oh, how... out some records.
Oh, we don't want them now.
Then he's got some jokes to tell. Uh, records?
You don't mind, do you? You see, once a week we like to play records for old
time's sake.
Oh, sure, sure. Go right ahead. I'd love to hear them. We old warriors do get
sentimental, don't we?
Oh, memories.
What memories?
I got my tooties.
I don't like this one. It's too jazzy.
Oh, this one will tear your heart out.
I don't like that.
It's too frivolous.
walk alone because to tell you the truth
PBX, I want to get something to eat.
Hensworth. Hensworth, what are you doing here and all? Where's the stomach?
Oh, gee, Sarge, the poor guy was so miserable.
He was miserable, huh?
Yeah, moaning and sniffing. I couldn't take it any longer.
I told him to have a good long talk with the chaplain.
The chaplain?
It's not too late.
It's too late?
Yeah.
Hiya, Padre. Hello, Belko.
Let's try to brighten up that corner, huh?
Don't worry, Padre. That talk with you was all I needed.
Thanks.
Awful nice guy, Belko. Yeah, yeah. He was telling me you've been wonderful to
him. Oh, you know what I mean, Padre. Just showing him the hospitality of the
barracks.
Yes, he's happy now, but it won't last.
It won't? It won't? It won't?
He's too much in love with that girl. He told me all about her. She lives in
Tulsa. But he was hurt so much when she... Well, I wish I could do
but what? Well, what can you, you know... Good night, Padley.
By the way, that cash box has been in my office a week now.
I wouldn't by any chance be holding a gambling stake again, would I?
Gambling? Gee whiz, Padley, what is... Gambling?
That's our welfare fund, you know, in case somebody in the platoon gets in
trouble and needs a little...
Gambling? I mean, really, Padre? Billko, gambler or not, the odds on you getting
into heaven are getting bigger every day.
So long, Padre. He's a wonderful guy. He sure is. How do you feel?
Oh, say, say, say, I've got a couple of new jokes to tell you. Jokes? Oh, yeah,
let's hear some jokes. Oh, when do you hear this one? I love jokes.
This is a job for an expert.
This calls for a real louse.
Oh, oh, oh, sure.
You got enough to read?
Oh, yeah.
Say, say, imagine me mourning over a girl I haven't seen in ten years.
The silliest thing I ever heard.
I mean, I mean, I mean, girls are like street cars.
There'll be another one along any minute.
I mean, they're all alike, and Hazel was like all of them. You need her like you
need another head, boy.
I'm telling you, I don't want any part of her, never. I don't blame you. You're
through, right? Yeah.
Throw. Finished.
Finished. That's what you told the chopper.
And that's what you told me.
But could you tell it to your heart?
Can you tell your heart you threw?
No.
Well, well, if it isn't the suckers from Company B.
Well, Bill Coe, where's your boy?
He'll be along. I think he stopped in the coffee shop for a little snack.
Henshaw! You! Got a man here? Right here, Sarge. Fellas, I'd like you to
It's... It's Ed Honigan, the stomach.
The stomach?
That's off. You brought in a ringer. The phone, pal. It's all legitimate.
Here's his name right on the roster.
Edward C. Honigan.
Gosh, it's really him.
Hello, hon.
How many will be in the room?
There'll be 50 of us. Just a minute.
Here's the menu we want. Yes, thank you.
Ten dozen oysters.
With plenty of crackers.
Maybe a little light consomme.
Cream of tomato with lots of croutons.
Twelve chickens.
Three bushels of salad.
Fourteen steaks. Six pies.
With cheese.
Yes. Well, that'll be service for 50.
Hold it, hold it.
Service for two.
I beg your pardon? Two, two.
Toi, moi, sous.
cheese. Okay, go after it, stomach.
Come on, champ, show them.
Edwin!
Hazel! Oh!
For the chocolate ball, I flew! This is a bad part of... I didn't mean that
letter I wrote to you. Eat the cheese! Stop screaming at me! Eat the cheese!
Bring it here! It's beautiful.
Eat the cheese. It's beautiful.
Please go away. Eat the cheese.
you'd want it. Want it? Want it?
Why don't you present it to them now? Oh, I'll give it to them in the
Them? Yeah. I mean, Hunniger.
You told me the welfare fund was for the member of the platoon who needs it.
Needs it? Who needs it? Well, thanks to you, one of the platoon is about to be
married. They'll need furniture, rugs, a TV set for their new home.
If the platoon welfare fund isn't for that, what is it for?
Bilko.
This isn't a gambling stake, is it?
No.
What? What?
Yeah, Annika.
You and the little lady from the platoon. There's a lot of money there.
Oh, Sergeant, you're wonderful.
Still cold?
Why are you looking at me? What? At least we won, didn't we?
Now we're not in debt.
Sergeant, still cold?
The check. Check? What check?
Sixty -five dollars and eighty -eight cents. Remember the rules. The winner
the check.
It's been a pleasure.
Check.
Take action!
Which way is your kitchen?
All up your sleeves.
This is for a year.
Let's get out of here.
The Stomach was played by Fred Gwynn. Henderson by Vern Hoffman. Sergeant
by Murray Hamilton.
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