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I can't resist, I can't resist

I can't resist, I can't resist, I can't resist

A boy in a uniform, a boy in a uniform

A soldier handsome and brave

When I am kissed, when I am kissed

When I am kissed
I must insist that I be kissed

By a boy in a uniform
A boy in a uniform

And he can make me his slave

Look at that manly figure

He's always so well-dressed

His strong physique
makes me feel so weak

Look at that caveman chest

I can't resist

I can't resist

I can't resist, I can't resist, I can't resist

A boy in a uniform, a boy in a uniform

A handsome soldier

Just like you

She abused me which, of course,
means she's crazy about me.

The way she keeps running after me.

Oh, well, I might as well give in.

I just simply can't escape her desire
to love me.

I can't resist, I can't resist

I can't resist, I can't resist, I can't resist

A boy in a uniform, a boy in a uniform

A handsome soldier

Just like you

But he's mine, he's mine

All mine

- Oh, Hap, you're wonderful.
- I am?

Gee, every other girl that ever
kissed me thought I was a square.

The way the act went over tonight,
well, it was the biggest thrill I ever had.

- Didn't you get a thrill, too?
- Yeah.

Every other girl that ever kissed me
thought I was a square.

- Hap, you said that before.
- Oh, yeah.

Well, aren't you happy
the act went over?

Oh, sure, Betsy. And I wanna thank you
for having confidence in me.

You see, when my partner,
Chick, went in the paratroopers,

I never thought I'd be able
to do an act without him.

Well, you're doing a darn good one.

- Well, you're pretty...
- Oh, I'm in it, Hap, but you're the act.

No. We're a team.
And, I'd like us to be a team.

I mean, all the time.

And, well, Betsy,

I was wondering
if maybe tonight we could...

Now, Hap, we do a swell act on stage.

Let's just keep it that way, huh?

The army turned me down
because I have a bum ear.

- But I heard you say no.
- You know something, Hap?

You're just about the nicest boy I know.

Here, here, Betsy, as your agent,
I get 10% of that.

Oh, fine thing. I don't suppose
you have anything for us.

Yeah, I sure do. Earl White liked you

and he wants to see us
at 11:30, Wednesday.

Earl White! Oh, Sam, that's wonderful.
Isn't it, Hap?

- Yeah. That means Broadway.
- Yeah.

- The big time.
- Yes.

Sit down, Sam. You sit here, Betsy.

I can see it all now. It's opening night.

And everyone's all seated in their seats,
and they're all dressed up, too, waiting.

And then the conductor comes out
to start the show.

He smiles at the audience
and looks around, and he gets ready.

And he stops the music. And the
MC is introduced and he comes out.

Hello there, folks! Just starting
our show! I'm sorry I'm a little late.

But on the way over to the theater,

a panhandler stopped me on the street
and said,

"Buddy, give me a dime, will you,
and hurry up."

I said, "Why hurry up?"
He says, "I'm double-parked."

Anyhow, we'd like to start the show,
folks.

We'd like to start
with that beautiful chanteuse,

the very lovely mademoiselle
Sally Sack, and here she comes!

I'm in the mood for love

Simply because you're near me

Funny, but when you're near me

I'm in the mood for love

And then they clap,
and then the MC comes out again.

He says, "Ladies and gentlemen,

"we're going to introduce
those two wonderful entertainers,

"and here they are,
Betsy Carver and Hap Smith!"

And we come out, Betsy, see,
and we're on the stage, Betsy.

- The both of us are out there, see?
- But what are you gonna do?

I don't know, I'm too tired.

Where you been?
You missed the whole show.

- Telegram for Hap Smith.
- Oh, that's me.

Oh, certainly, the tip.

Anybody got change of a dime?

- Okay, keep the whole thing.
- Thank you, mister.

That's all right.

Excuse me.

If I'd have known you were that hungry,
I would have brought you a sandwich.

- What is it, Hap?
- Yeah, what does this mean?

I'm sorry. I can't explain.

Where you going?

Even I don't know.

"Important patriotic mission."

"Secrecy essential."

It'd be easier to see
if you took those glasses off.

I beg your pardon.

Oh, I'm sorry, lady.

- Hap!
- Chick!

Hiya, pal!

- You're my chum
- I'm your chum

- You're my friend
- Through thick and through thin

- Hey, just like old times, huh?
- Yeah.

Sit down. You sit over there.
Here, over here.

Hey, how's your new partner?

Oh, great.
Has something you'll never have.

- Yeah? What?
- Skirts.

Hey, it's good to see you, Hap.

Don't mention my name.
I'm here on a very secret mission.

- I know.
- You know?

Sure. I sent the telegram.

Oh, and I thought this was gonna be
something patriotic.

- It is.
- Yeah?

Yeah, look, Hap. Now, we're in a spot.

See, we're putting on a show tonight
and we need you.

I've been working with Dogface.

Wait, Chick, I know from blackface,
but I don't know from dogface.

Well, this is Dogface Dolan.

- Are you sure?
- It's only a nickname.

My folks never christened me that.

- What'd they call you?
- Dogface.

Now, look, Hap. The big wheel
of this camp is General Timmons.

And he doesn't like soldier shows.

But our colonel has finally
talked him into seeing this show.

Now, we've got to sell him. You and I,
Hap, have got to sell him this show.

- It's got to be great.
- Or no more shows.

If it's great,
then plenty of entertainment for the boys

and an extra stripe for Chick.

Now, the first thing we have to do
is get you a uniform.

Oh, I got one.
Right in here and it's a real doozy.

Do you want
to get us all landed in the clink?

Oh, don't be silly.
This is a trick suit I use in my new act.

We'll see it in a minute.
You can put it on in there.

Well, why can't I change backstage?

Because you're not GI.
This is an all-army show.

So?

So, your being in it
is a top military secret.

You're not even supposed
to be on the post.

Forget you're Hap Smith.
You're Dogface Dolan.

Oh, I'm Smith out here
and I'm Dolan in there.

And if they find out
that Smith ain't Dolan... Bye, fellas.

Okay, Hap. I never thought
you'd let your old buddy down.

But what if I get caught?
Ain't this illegal?

I'm surprised at you, Hap.

Didn't you once say you'd
cut your arm off up to here for me?

Up to here, yeah. Up to here, no.

Besides, I have an important spot
in a Broadway show coming up.

I can't take no chances.

And how about me?

I'm in charge of entertainment
in this outfit.

Wouldn't you like to see your old buddy
with an extra stripe?

- Of course I would.
- I knew you'd do it, pal. We can't miss.

Now, you go ahead, put on your
uniform. We'll see you at the main gate.

Good luck, Dogface.

- Who you calling dog-face?
- You.

Dog.

Dogface.

Why, you're all jealous.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Well, where are you?
- I'm in there someplace. How do I look?

- Gee, I...
- GI, swell.

- That's what I hoped you'd say.
- Now, look, listen to me.

After you get through the gate,
you can't miss the main auditorium.

Well, why don't you go with me?

I can't. I have to round up the boys
for a quick rehearsal. I'll see you there.

Then why don't you go with me?

Because you've got my pass.
And hang on to it. It's my lifeline.

Now, as soon as the show is over,
we'll meet you here. Got it?

- Yeah.
- Show that to him.

Hey, soldier, come here.

- Let me see your pass.
- My, but you're inquisitive.

You didn't think I had one, huh?
Well, there it is, smarty.

Ha ha and ho.

- Hey, Wilkes.
- Yeah?

If I saw what I think I saw,
I need a psycho test.

Maybe we'll bump into each other
again sometime.

- Didn't you forget something?
- I don't think so.

A little matter of a salute.
And say "sir" to an officer.

- You watch it.
- Of course, sir. Yes, sir!

- Morning, sir.
- Good morning.

Details will report to the orderly room
at 0700.

- Hello, sir.
- Hey, soldier!

Yes, sir?

- Do I look like a commissioned officer?
- Oh, yes, sir.

What kind of a goon are you?
I'm a sergeant. I don't rate a salute.

- Yes, sir.
- And I don't rate no "sir."

Yes.

You're a disgrace to the outfit.

Look at that uniform. It has more
wrinkles than an unfolded parachute.

Straighten it out!

Why don't you take better care
of your issue? It's falling apart.

Well, you see,
it was made that way, sir.

The Quartermaster Corps
issued that uniform in good condition.

Keep it that way!

- Well, let me explain, sir.
- Explain what?

That this pocket is made to fall off?

And these buttons are supposed
to be loose?

Well, now I'm all dressed
for the summer.

Pull up those pants!

Where did a yard bird like you ever
manage to pick up those fancy medals?

- In a pawnshop?
- Oh, no, sir.

Stop that "sir."

There's one I've never seen. What is it?

- Oh, nothing, nothing.
- What's it for?

- Slow fire.
- And this?

- Rapid fire, but please don't...
- And this?

- Extinguish fire.
- Extinguish fire?

Let me at him.
I'll bend those medals around his ears.

Easy, Sarge. Easy, Sarge.

Hey, Chick, he thinks
I'm a regular soldier.

Tell him I'm not, tell him the truth.

Of course I'll tell him the truth.
You see, Sarge,

this fellow doesn't ordinarily
look like this.

Why, he's one of the neatest men
in his outfit.

He's only wearing a trick uniform
for our show tonight.

It is, huh? Why doesn't he say so?
Trying to rib me?

Well, no, he's a little upset.
You know how this amateur talent is.

Here, amateur talent?
I ask you, Sergeant, is this amateurish?

- "What a rogue and peasant slave am I"
- Hey. Hey.

"Is it not monstrous that the player here

"Is it not"

Knock it off!

Acting. Theatricals. What an army.

I remember, in the old days, when
the army wanted to raise your morale,

they'd issue you a pass and you'd...

Sergeant, careful or we'll
have to wash out your mind with soap.

Get him out of my sight!

Relax, watch your blood pressure.
How about a cigar.

Have a cigarette.

That's him there, Hap.
General Timmons.

Wonder what would make him laugh.

Blood.

Well, it was nice being in the show.

Look, you stay here. I go on first.

The parachute jump

The parachute jump

It's thrilling to do a dance that's new

The parachute jump

When the music begins to ride

Then you begin to glide

Bouncing from side to side
the parachute jump

You leap into space

Smile on your face

But what do you know
down there below

the world is in place

Hold it steady, so you won't slip

Attaboy, let her rip

Then you begin to dip
the parachute jump

You dance, and while you dance

Angels are singing songs
from high in the blue

You dance, oh, how you dance

Suddenly heaven's doors
are open to you

You sway, and as you sway

All of your dreams it seems
are coming true

You whirl, into a spin

Loving the spin you're in
when you do, do, do

The parachute jump

The parachute jump

You drop and you drop, then pop
you stop and land with a bump

If you really would like to fly

Be like a bird on high

Take my advice
and try the parachute jump

The parachute jump

The parachute jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!

The parachute jump

The parachute jump

You want to fly like a bird in the sky
then you better try

The parachute jump

I told you Hap would make the show.
You were great, Hap.

Oh, no, Chick. We worked together
tonight just like we did in the old days.

And I sure hope
you make sergeant now.

- Me, too.
- Holy mackerel!

I better hurry. I'll miss the last train.

Oh, don't worry, Hap. Dogface will have
a cab waiting for you at the gate.

Oh, swell. Well, so long, fellas.

- So long.
- So long.

It was sure nice knowing all of you.
And give my regards to the General.

- Attention!
- At ease.

At ease, men.

- Who is Corporal Allen?
- I am, sir.

I want to congratulate you, Corporal.

You and the rest of your cast have
turned out a most successful show.

- Thank you, sir.
- And where is Private Dolan?

Well, I don't believe Private Dolan's
on stage, sir.

The last I saw of him,
he was on his way off the post.

- Oh, that's too bad.
- Yes, sir.

I wanted to congratulate him personally.

Thank you, sir.

Well, Dolan, it appears you're as much
a clown off the stage as you are on.

Yeah.

- Corporal.
- Yes, sir.

Tonight's show has convinced me
that Colonel Bradon is right.

These shows mean a lot to the men.
Now, keep up the good work.

- Yes, sir.
- Oh, but this show

will please the men
in any army camp, sir.

You know, in show business,
shows go from town to town.

Say, that's a brilliant idea, Dolan.

- Lieutenant?
- Yes, sir.

Detach this unit to tour
the other army camps in our area.

Yes, sir.

There may have to be
a few minor changes made, sir.

Oh, don't be silly, Chick. This show
could play just like you put it on.

What would you want
to make changes for?

He's right. It's perfect as is.
Don't change a thing.

- Now, that's an order.
- Yes, sir.

And since I'll be traveling
around myself, I'll see it several times.

Congratulations again, Corporal.
I'll be seeing you, Dolan.

Oh, thank you, General.
Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Say, you should use that routine
in the show.

Yeah, you could use that in a show,
huh, Chick.

Well, anytime the army wants me
to help out again, sir,

don't hesitate to call on me.

I won't.

Attention!

He's a nice man.

Well, let me hear from you guys.

Drop me a post card sometime.

Now you've done it.
You and your big mouth.

"The men in the other camps
will like this show.

"Chick, what do you want
to make changes for?"

- I was only trying to get you in good.
- You know what you've done?

You've cooked us all including yourself.

I have?

You were supposed to open
on Broadway, weren't you?

- Well, your season just closed.
- Oh, no!

- This show goes on tour as is.
- Oh, no!

And you'll go with it, Private Dolan.
That's an order.

Oh, no!

- Oh, yes!
- Oh, yes!

Come on, fellas, this is blackmail.
This is kidnapping.

This is self-protection.

If I let you go now,
the whole story will get out

and we'll end up in the hoosegow.

If you guys don't let me go, I'll call
an officer and tell him the whole story.

I'll scream.

- What happens if I do?
- I'm glad you asked that.

Evans, what's the penalty for wearing
a uniform under false pretences?

Oh, they put you in jail for six months.

Well, that's not so tough.

And then they take you out
and shoot you.

Because you wore a uniform
to sneak into an army camp.

And that comes under
the heading of "Espionage."

You're a spy, see?

Espionage?

They shoot spies, don't they?

Naturally.

But usually,
the first volley of shots does the trick.

If they don't hit a vital spot,
they shoot until they do.

And you know that old motto,

"If at first you don't succeed,

- "you try and try again."
- "You try and try again."

Try again. I know.

I wonder, are they supposed
to shoot for the head or the heart?

Oh, the heart.
That's so they don't bleed so much.

All right, fellas.
If the execution is over, can I go to bed?

- I don't feel so good.
- All right, come on.

Attention!

At ease, men.

This is Sergeant McClusky. He'll be
in charge of this unit while it's on tour.

I've given him full instructions.

- Carry on, Sergeant.
- Yes, sir.

All right, men,
fall in at the foot of your bunks.

When you men volunteered
for the paratroops,

you knew you were entering
the toughest branch of the service.

The General has okayed the show,
but he wants your training kept up.

Now, I know how it is
when you get a new sergeant.

You don't know what to expect
and it upsets you.

Well, let me put your minds at ease.

Just to let you know
a little more about me, I'm a louse!

Now, turn in, because tomorrow's
gonna be a very busy day.

- Sergeant?
- Yes?

Aren't you gonna say good night?

I'll do that when I come back
to tuck you in.

Alrighty, because it wouldn't be
very nice of you to go to bed mad at us.

Save the comedy
for the paying customers.

Well, if you don't like it, break me.
Make me a civilian.

Turn in!

Boy, what a break. A new sergeant,
and he thinks you're Dolan.

Well, if he thinks he's Dolan,
what does that make me?

Now, look, you have to lay low
until the General sees this show again.

And you take his bunk. Dogface's.

Oh, fine. It ain't bad enough
I got to give him my name.

- Now, I got to give him my bunk, too.
- Pipe down in there!

- Where am I gonna sleep?
- Oh, you can have your bed.

I'll sleep outside.
The fresh air will give me a lift.

Nice try, kid, but you stay here.

What's the matter? Do I have
to come in there and shut you guys up?

Now, look, we have to turn in.
Take off your clothes.

Here?

- Here in front of all these fellows?
- Take them off.

Well, I'll take them off my own way.

I happen to like privacy.

You'll have to get out of here.

Go on. Run along.

Outside. Shoo. Come on. Hurry.

Well, some people
are more modest than others.

Okay, now that you're all undressed,
turn in!

Hey, Dogface.

Here's the key to the boiler room.
Now, go hide yourself.

There's no window in there.
If I can't breathe, I'll die.

Good, then there'll only be one Dolan.

- Yeah.
- Go on. Beat it.

- Chick, I'm scared.
- Cheer up, we're all in the same boat.

Yeah, but why does it
have to leak right under my seat?

Now, go to bed.

- I don't want to.
- Why not?

I'm not going to bed
till that Sergeant comes back

and tucks me in like he promised.

I'll tuck you in. Hit it for 10.

- What do you mean?
- I said, hit it for 10 push-ups.

- For what?
- For being naughty.

I wasn't naughty,
and I don't have to do it anyhow.

- You don't?
- No, because I don't know how to do it.

- And, if you want me to do it...
- Yes?

Well, you'll have
to show me how to do it.

Well, come here and I'll show you.

- Should I go with him?
- I think it'd be nice. Go ahead.

- Alrighty. Bye.
- Bye.

All right. Go ahead.

One, two, three.

You do it.

- All right, how many did you do?
- Three.

Four, five...

What?

Wise guy.

- Turn off the radio.
- All right. Come on. Get up.

- It's the middle of the night.
- Come on, get up.

Okay, Allen, get your men up.

Good morning, everybody.
Come on. Everybody out of bed.

Got a big day's work ahead of us.
Come on.

Hey, Kelsey, shake that guy.
He'll never get to be sergeant that way.

Come on, now, you bunch of
debutantes. This ain't the Plaza Hotel.

Here we go. Come on. Everybody. Up.

Oh, a wise guy, huh? A real smart guy.

You heard me. Everybody up. Come on!

Let's go.
Last one out's a second lieutenant.

Come on, children. Naptime is over.

Time for crackers and milk.
You down there, up.

On your feet. Rise and shine!

Everybody up!

Morning.

Well, Mr. Dolan, you left a 5:30 call.

What are you, one of
these tough corporals or something?

No, I'm one of those tough sergeants.
What about it?

No, nothing.
I'm one of those scared privates.

Okay, you guys. This is still the army.

You have exactly four minutes
and 35 seconds for roll call.

- That means uniform "C."
- Now, hurry up and get dressed.

We got to go outside. Every man has to
answer roll call to show that he's here.

But the man just saw us.
You mean, we have to go outside

to tell the man we're here when
he knows we're here? That's silly.

No, that's the army. Now,
get into your jump boots and fatigues.

Yahoo!

- Army.
- Yep.

Parade rest!

- Archdeacon.
- Here!

- Baker.
- Here!

- Benton.
- Here!

- Chambers.
- Here!

- Dobie.
- Here!

Dolan! Dolan!

- Here!
- Here!

As you were. Dolan?

Here!

You! Front and center.

Not bad. Fall in.

- You.
- No, you!

I said "Fall in," didn't I?

Yeah, but, you didn't say what
to fall into. I'm looking.

Still a clown, eh? Well, it may take
a little time, but I'll knock it out of you.

Now, get back in line.

It's your fault.

You're slipping, Corporal Allen.

I remember you when you were one
of the 10 best-dressed men in America.

I'm sorry, Sarge.

I know, trying to grab
a little extra shuteye.

But, your sidekick here
was right on the ball.

Next time,
try to shape up the way he did.

And that goes for the rest of you men.

Fall in.

- I said "Fall in!"
- Okay, okay, but where's the hole?

All right, funny man,
get a shovel and dig one!

At ease, men.

We got riggers to pack parachutes.

At the same time, every man has
to learn to pack a chute himself.

So, even if you've done this
100 times before,

today you're gonna do it again.

Okay, start packing.

Hey, Chick? Chick? Chick?

Chick!

What do I do?

Make-believe you're packing and I'll fix it
for you when I'm through with mine.

Now, hurry up.

Cut it, will you? Cut it!

Hurry up, get them chutes folded.

Remember, would you jump
the chute you're folding?

You may have to.

- Dolan, finished already?
- Yes, sir.

This, I got to see.

Not bad at all.

Nice work, Corporal. All chutes folded?

Yes, sir.
All except that one under Chick's table.

Chick, show that one to the Sergeant.

Well, Corporal, what's
that chute doing under your table?

I put it there, Sarge.

Can't fold a chute, so you hide it
and let someone else do it for you.

Well, I don't know
what kind of pull got you them stripes,

but I do know what kind of pull
is gonna take them away from you!

No, Sarge, that's my chute.

Don't try taking up for your buddy!
It don't go with me.

- I'm sorry, Chick.
- What are you sorry about?

You done the right thing.

At ease, men.

It's been decided
to send you on tour immediately.

I want you to go back to the barracks,
and get ready to move out.

In 45 minutes,
you'll march over to the auditorium,

load your equipment on trucks,
and catch the train for Camp Crutcher.

That's all, Sergeant.

All right, men,
turn in those chutes and start packing.

Sarge, can I help you?

You know, I'm beginning to like you.

You are? Is that good?

Yeah, and I'm gonna let you in
on a little secret.

- What?
- I'm not half as tough as I sound.

You're not?

Nah. It's just something
that comes over me.

Sometimes I think
I'm my own worst enemy.

No, you're not, Sarge.
Not as long as I'm alive.

Hey, buddy, if you think you can pull
that on me, you're perfectly welcome.

Yes, sir, Lieutenant.

I'm sorry, sir. Go right ahead.
Help yourself, sir.

- Hi, fellas.
- Hi.

- Having a big time, huh?
- Yep.

Don't let him use too much cream.
He's got to drive.

All right. Thank you.

Just a minute, son.
How long have you been in the army?

- Well, I'm not exactly in...
- What?

Long enough to know better, sir.
I'm sorry, sir.

- Now, if you'll excuse me...
- Just a minute, young man.

You're a paratrooper now.

And discipline and military courtesy
mean more than they ever did.

Yeah, I know that, sir.
Yes, I'm sorry, sir. And I'll watch it, sir.

And the next time...

There won't be any next time,
do you understand?

Oh, I do, sir. Yes, sir.

- That's better.
- Thank you, sir. All right, Lieutenant.

- As you were.
- Yes, thank you. Thank you, Lieutenant.

- At ease.
- Yes, sir.

- At ease.
- Yes, sir.

Wise guy.

- Hello?
- Hello, Betsy?

This is Hap. Happy to hear from me?

I have to be very careful.
A captain just walked in.

This is Dolan. Dogface Dolan.

Where did I ever meet you before?

You know, I'm a friend of Hap Smith's.

Hap, where are you?

And what do you mean calling me
in the middle of the night?

Middle of the night? It's 7:05.

Rise and shine.

What's this all about?

I can't tell you now, Betsy.
I can't tell you now,

but all I can tell you is I can't make
that appointment with Earl White.

You listen to me, Hap Smith.

You either be at Earl White's office at
11:30 sharp or this is the end of the act.

Oh, is that so?
Well, you listen to me, young lady.

I'm getting pretty sick and tired
of your tantrums.

And from now on, I'm gonna be
the boss around here, you understand?

- And furthermore...
- Your party has been disconnected, sir.

You keep out of this!

And get this straight.

You can't make a fool out of me.
Just what do you think I am anyway?

I'm sorry, sir, but we're not allowed
to give out that information.

At ease, men. Keep your smokes.

It's 9:15.

The schedule says, "9:15,
instruction in hand-to-hand combat."

And train or no train,
we're gonna keep on schedule.

Williams.

Now, you're sneaking up
on an enemy sentry in the dark.

Where would you knife him?

Under the ribs.

And before I take the knife out, I'd give it
a twist, so it wouldn't get stuck.

That's wrong. Evans.

How would you do it?

Well, I'd...

- Like this.
- That's wrong.

You could hear him gurgle
200 yards away.

Dolan.

Now, the correct method
is a down stroke

between the shoulder blades
and the backbone.

- Sarge?
- Yes.

- That's very interesting.
- I'm glad you like it.

Dolan, where you going?

- Oh, sometimes, I don't hear so good.
- No alibis, Dolan.

Supposing you were disarmed,

and some guy was ready
to put his bayonet in your gut.

Supposing he was coming
at you like this, what would you do?

- Well, I'd probably faint.
- That's right!

You'd feint him out of position.

Supposing that failed, how would you
parry the thrust and take away his rifle?

Well...

That was absolutely perfect, Dolan.
Absolutely perfect.

Who are you? Who are you?

Sarge. Sarge!

May I cut in?

- Hey, Chick.
- What?

I'm hungry.

Now, wait a minute, will you?
Will you wait?

"Wait a minute."
I'm so weak now, I can hardly write.

Give me something to eat.

There you are, gentlemen.
I hope you enjoy it.

Thank you. Leave some for the others.

What do you mean, "the others?"
Ain't I one of the others?

- I'm hungry.
- You'll eat last.

How come you're taking
the little fella's sandwich?

This isn't his.
This belongs to everybody.

- Do you mind?
- No.

Let him have it.

Do you mind if I have one?

- Well...
- No, not at all.

Look, Dolan.

If you don't want me
to have a sandwich, say so.

Don't try to be funny.

I'm not trying to be funny. Honest.

Well, as soon as we have something
to eat, we'll do a little training.

Nothing like keeping a fella in shape.

Two hands. One for each head.

You know, boy,
you're getting funnier to me all the time.

What's that?

We used to belong to Beaver Patrol.
That was our pack call. Wanna join?

Move along, let's go there.

Snap it up!

All right, men, it'll be an hour before
the next train leaves for Camp Crutcher.

Corporal Allen,
I got to make out my report.

I'm putting you in charge
until I get back.

Okay, Sarge.

You can send somebody to Lindy's
for coffee and sandwiches,

but nobody else
leaves this spot, understand?

I got you.

You better,
because I'm making you responsible.

I can go for the sandwiches, Chick.

- No, let me.
- I don't mind.

- No, I'll go get them.
- Will you wait a minute?

- I think I ought to go.
- "Wait a minute," he said.

He wants I should go
for the sandwiches.

No, not you. You're staying with me.

Why can't he go?

Why can't I go?

Well, I thought,
maybe he'd stay and keep me company.

He's my buddy.

Well, if I'm his buddy,
I should go for the sandwiches, huh?

- Go ahead, get sandwiches.
- But, Sarge...

When I give an order, it's an order!
Get going.

Thank you, Sarge.
Thank you very much.

Would you like mustard or ketchup?

Keep your eye on my duffel bag,
will you, Chick?

I won't be... I mean, I'll be back.
Thank you, Sarge.

Now, why do you always
pick on the little fella?

In my book, he's the only one
I'd trust outside these station gates.

And I know men.

He knows men.

Yes, it's 11:35.

Better late than never.

Hap, why didn't you
tell me over the phone?

I couldn't tell you then,
but I'll explain now.

You don't have to.
Hap, I think it's just wonderful.

I don't want to interrupt
this touching scene,

but I'd like to know
which Sam is representing you?

- Gilmore or Uncle?
- Well, Uncle, of course.

He's a paratrooper. See?

- And when did you take basic training?
- And when did your bad ear get well?

And how come you're not quarantined?

I didn't take any basic training
and I didn't get quarantined.

I suppose all they did
was to slap a uniform on you and say,

- "Okay, you're a soldier."
- That's exactly...

Now, see here, Mr. White,
I don't like your tone.

And I don't like what's going on here.

But, Mr. White...

Hold up those Hap Smith contracts,
Miss Brady.

Now, wait a minute!
I'm gonna be in the show!

Oh, no, you're not.
I refuse to let you be a deserter.

I'm not gonna be a deserter.

Everybody's talking so fast,
I'm in a tizzy.

Now, if you'll just be quiet for a minute,
maybe I can explain.

I thought I'd find you here.

Why, Chick,
what are you doing in town?

I'm doing his booking for the time being.

Now, come on, we'll miss our train.

Just a minute.

- You can at least let him say goodbye.
- I don't wanna say goodbye.

Don't you know when you leave a lady,
it's polite to say goodbye?

And when you meet a lady,
it's customary to say hello.

- I'm Chick Allen.
- Hello. I'm Betsy Carver.

I've heard a lot about you, Chick, and...

Well, I'm awfully glad that you and Hap
are in the same outfit.

So am I. I don't know what we'd do
without good old Hap.

Tell her how I became a paratrooper
in one easy lesson.

You will look after him, won't you?

Won't let him out of my sight
for a minute.

He's like a brother to me.

I'd like to write to his sister,
let her know how he's doing.

In fact, after General Timmons
sees Hap at Camp Crutcher,

you two may be able to work
in White's show, after all.

Do you think you could get him
a leave of absence?

I'll use my influence.

Meanwhile you and I will have
to keep in touch with each other.

Of course.

Well, I'll go tell Mr. White.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

Bye, Hap.

I told you, I don't wanna say goodbye,
and I don't wanna go back to the camp.

And I don't want any part of army life.

Hap, you don't know what you're saying.

When you talk like that, you sound like
you didn't belong in that uniform.

That's exactly what I'm trying to tell you!

Come on, Hap. There's a lot of people
waiting to talk to you.

Well, I don't wanna talk to them.
I hate people!

Gonna fly, fly away

Fly over the mountain

Gonna fly, fly away

Fly over the sea

Gonna keep flying around

And never, never come down

'Cause the big blue sky
is the place for me

- Got a gal out in Wyoming
- Yeah?

And a gal in Tennessee

One thing they've got in common

- They want no part of me
- No?

Oh, a gal here on Earth

Is more trouble than she's worth

So I'll leave them all behind yessiree

Yessiree

- Gonna fly
- Fly away

- Fly away
- Over the mountain

Over the mountain

Gonna fly, fly away

Fly over the sea

Gonna keep flying around

- Flying around
- And never, never come down

'Cause the big blue sky
is the place for me

You will find me playing leapfrog

With the man up in the moon

Have myself a time each evening

Sleep each day till noon

And the bluebirds I'll bet

Let me sing in their quartet

And we'll harmonize a barbershop tune

Tune

- Gonna fly, fly away
- Gonna fly away

- Fly over the mountain
- Over the mountain

- Gonna fly away
- Gonna fly, fly away

Fly over the sea

Gonna keep flying around

- Flying around
- And never, never come down

'Cause the big blue sky
is the place for me

Gonna hobnob with the angels

Who could want a better crowd?

Gonna dance all over heaven

And boy, will I be proud

Gonna play peekaboo

With the stars up in the blue

And when I get tired, I'll rest on a cloud

Gonna fly, fly away

- Fly over the mountain
- Fly away over the mountain

Fly away, fly away over the sea

Gonna keep flying around

And never, never come down

'Cause the big blue sky

is the place I want to be

Gonna fly over the sea

Yes, the big blue sky

is the place for me

The big blue sky

is the place for me

"The General was unable
to see the show.

"So I shall continue to remain in hiding."

Hey, I'm writing a letter to Betsy tonight.
You want me to say hello for you?

No. Say goodbye from me to you.

Now, look, Hap.
When we were working together

you never wanted to quit
after every show, did you?

- No.
- Well, we're still doing our act together.

Only we're using different wardrobe.
You're giving a great show.

Oh, thank you so much, sir.

So glad you liked it, sir,

because, you see,
tonight I gave me farewell performance.

No, don't try and stop me, sir.

I should like to make me final exit while
the applause is still ringing in me ears.

- Now, look, Hap...
- Don't say a word, sir.

Just close your eyes. And when
you open them, I shall be gone.

- Oh, no.
- Oh, yes.

- You can't.
- Why?

Military security.

Can't hear you. Don't want to. Leaving.

Staying.

Rip! Pull!

1,000, 2,000, 3,000.

Recover. Next man.

Bend your knees. Look straight ahead.
Lower your hands on the door.

Rip. Pull! Spring out.

- 1,000, 2,000, 3,000...
- Put your feet together.

Bring your hands around
the end of the reserve.

Around the end.
Around the end of reserve.

Sit on your chest.
That's the way. Recover.

Thank you.

Men, as you know,
this tower is designed

to teach you the proper body position
when exiting from the aircraft

and to give you the feel
of the opening shock of the parachute.

Now, I know
you guys have done this before,

so be sure you do it right

because I'll be waiting for you
at the other end of the ride.

1,000, 2,000, 3,000.

I don't like it. I want to go back down.

No, no. There's only one way down.
This way.

This tower is to get you guys
used to a jerk,

a real big jerk.

Just remember, Dolan,
you've been given a little rubber ball.

Well, it ain't to play catch with.
It's to test your coordination.

Just remember, you got to hold onto it
all through your fall.

'Cause if you drop it, you got
to do the whole thing over again.

Rest of the men, normal procedure.

All right, Dolan.

I want to see that ball in your hand
when you get down here.

My heart ain't in it. It's up here.

Sarge, we better have the men
sound off their names.

Hold it!

Well, that's me.

1,000, 2,000, 3,000. Look out!

Chick!

Chick!

You! Come here!

What's the matter?
Didn't you hear me say hold it?

Huh? I mean, sure.

Oh, I thought you said, "Dolan."

You'll have to do it all over again.

Do it all over?

Yeah. You dropped the ball.

No, I didn't, Sarge. See?

You're clowning around,
but you come through like a trooper.

Oh, yeah. I've been a trouper all my life.

See, this ball is stuck to my hand
like it was glued.

You don't have to do it over again.

Thanks a lot, Sarge. Thank you.

Thanks, Sergeant.

Everybody sound off just as soon as
you hit the ground. What do you say?

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

Rigs are coming down.
You boys ready to rig them up?

So, all the jumpers,
get shoulder-to-shoulder.

Riggers, get shoulder-to-shoulder
with your jumpers.

Let's move on these rigs,
on the double, and rig them up.

Now, which army is coming in first?

It's gonna be a close call. We're
gonna see which one it's gonna be.

Oh, no!

Shape up, Dolan!

Come on now.

I'm not gonna do that.

Okay.

If it'll make you any happier,
you don't have to jump.

I don't have to jump?
You're not kidding me?

- I guarantee it. After all, I'm your chum.
- My friend.

Your pal.

I don't have to jump.

I don't have to jump.

Quick time. March!

Platoon, halt!

Right face!

At ease.

Okay, Allen, you take on three.

Dolan, you come with me.

Hello.

What are you fellas
fussing around about?

Oh, no, you don't! I mean, I can't.
Chick said I didn't have to jump.

That's right, you don't have to jump.

This just takes you up, then drops you.

Oh, fine.

Then I don't have to jump.

That's nice. See, I don't have to jump.
This thing takes me up

and drops me?

Chick! Let me down!

I'm scared. Chick!

Dolan, you're a card.

Well, what goes up must come down.

Chick!

It's so high.

Chick! You said I didn't have to jump.

Ma!

Chick!

Ma! Ma!

Ma, help!

It's so high.

I'll be a good boy. I promise.
Let me down.

Sarge!

I'm scared, Chick.

Chick! Please help me!

Oh, please help me!

I'm scared, Chick!

Ma! Ma!

Chick! Oh, Chick!

Where's Hap? Dolan?
Anyone see him land?

Hey, Dolan.

Chick! Chick!

Chick!

Chick!

I'm sorry, fellas.

I didn't ask to become a corporal.

And I didn't ask Sergeant McClusky
to like me, either.

And I certainly didn't ask him
to go out and get me this 48-hour pass.

48-hour pass?

You can't use that.
You won't come back.

I'll say hello to Betsy for you.

All right, men, cover the exits.

Cover the exits.

You aren't going anyplace. Sit down.

Wait a minute.
I'm a corporal, remember?

And a private is not supposed
to tell a corporal what to do.

Come on, fellas,
now stop fooling around.

I'm a corporal. Attention!

Come on, fellas.

Attention, fellas.

Attention!

Forward march! One, two, three...

No. March.

We're gonna march together.

All right? March.

Attention.

Forward. Double-time. Here.

One, two, three, four...

Come on, suck in those stomachs.
Stick out the chest.

That's it. Here we go!

Marching along together.

One, two, three, four...

- You fellas don't play fair.
- Knock it off.

Well, at least he paid me
some attention.

- All right. Give me the pass.
- No.

- Give me the pass.
- No.

Give me the pass!

Did you have a nice trip?

Come on, gang. Lengthen it out there.

After him!

Out the back way! After him!

Come on, Kelsey!

Wait a minute.

Go get your hats.

Any time a patient's to be operated on,
don't leave him in the hall.

- But I...
- No arguments.

Get him to the operating room.

No visitors. Out.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

What's going on here?

Nothing, Sarge.
I just stopped in for a Band-Aid.

You'll miss your train if you don't hurry.

Come on,
I'll give you a lift to the station.

Oh, fine. Thanks, Sarge.
'Cause I wouldn't want to miss my train.

These fellows don't have their hats.

- Go get your hats.
- Okay, Sarge.

Yes, Sarge.

Shall we go?

Hey, buddy, you got a match?

Hello, Chick.
I've been looking all over for you.

Where do you keep disappearing to?

Look how far I had to come this time
to find you.

Oh, sure, sure. You know, if I hadn't
won myself a pass in a fast crap game,

you wouldn't have found me at all.

And that would've been more
than I could bear.

How did you find me so fast?

I knew you'd run right straight to Betsy.

Oh, sure, but I was gonna tell her
all about you, Chick.

That's fine.

Now, when you're through doing this,
you and I will go back to camp together.

And in the meantime, I won't let you
out of my sight for one minute.

'Cause I don't trust you! Now, come on!

- Where we going?
- Servicemen's Center.

What we going there for?

That's where Betsy is.
She runs a show there.

Chick, you know,
I don't want to spoil it for you two kids.

I mean...
Well, you know, three is a crowd.

I thought maybe I could meet you
someplace later, like maybe Denver.

Okay? I'll see you.

Did you have a nice trip?

- Why didn't you write?
- I was busy.

- Hi.
- Hi.

What outfit you with, soldier?

Pretty good outfit.

What's the matter, you having trouble?

Tough beard.

Maybe you're using
the wrong kind of a razor.

This is the only kind.

Here, I'll show you.

I've been using this razor for 23 years.

For the fastest, cleanest,
smoothest shave.

You can't beat it.

Now the neck. Lift the head.

Ain't I seen you somewhere before?

I don't think so, Sarge.

You got the kind of a face
a guy can't forget.

Wait a minute.

The train.

The face on the train.

Who are you?

Come on! Who are you?

- What's your name, soldier?
- My name is...

I can't remember.

Oh, no? Well, maybe G2
will refresh your memory.

Take charge, you two.
He's going to the guardhouse.

- Right, Sarge.
- Right, Sarge.

Come along, you.

Wait a minute!

What's this?

- Those are just notes for my book.
- Oh, yeah?

"Having learned all there was to know
about the 105 mm gun,

"I had myself transferred
to the paratroops."

This guy is a spy.

I'm no spy, Sarge! I'm...

I don't remember a thing.

You will when we get through with you.

Come on!

We got to locate Chick
and tell him right away.

Let's go!

- Come on, you dirty spy!
- I'm no spy.

- Where were you born?
- Nebraska.

- What part?
- All of me.

- Your age.
- Twenty-four.

Your name?

Don't remember.

Don't throw away the stub coupons.
You may be the lucky winner.

I know a dream

When I see one

For I'm a dreamer, you know

I know a dream

When I hold one

Do you mind

If I never let you go?

I'm so afraid

If I kiss you

You'll vanish

As dreams always do

But make no mistake

Although I'm wide awake

I know a dream

When I see one

And I see one

When I look at you

Darling, this is just wonderful.

- Sure is. You know what?
- What?

When this thing's all over
and we're out of uniform,

we're gonna form a new act.
Just you, Hap and me.

- The three of us?
- The three of us. Partners all the way.

In everything?

Except when we say good night.
Then it's just the two of us, you and me.

That'll be much better.

What are you in for?

You don't have to talk
if you don't wanna.

- Well?
- Wasn't there, either.

- Did you try O'Hoolihan's Bar?
- Yep.

- Dirty Frankie's?
- Yep.

The Stork Club?

Now, look. We got to find him
before he brings Hap back.

There's still only room
for one Dogface Dolan.

Yeah, you're right.

Hey, you there! Turn down that radio!

Radio? What's that?

Attention, everybody.

Hey, Kelsey, look who's on TV.

Tonight we have
two young paratroopers

that are going to entertain us.

So let's give them a big hand.

Servicemen's Center.

Keep a little dream handy

Tell me why, and I'll try

For a melancholy day

Listen, Arabella
dream about another fella

Life is ice cream and candy

Chocolate filler or vanilla

For a dreamer, so they say

I'm no good at dreams
I just fall asleep, it seems

When a gray cloud
keeps the sun from shining

Say, sing it now

- You can dream up
- Sing that pretty song

- A sterling, sterling
- Sing it, now, let's hear it

So keep that little

Dream handy

You better had, or I'll be mad

And dream your cares away

Like Rip van Winkle

And dream your cares away

Say nighty-nighty

Dream your cares away

It's time for bed now

And dream your cares away

And dream your cares away

You were wonderful, both of you.

I thought you said both of us.

Oh, thanks a heap.

- Which one of you is Private Allen?
- I am.

There's a telephone call for you.
They say it's very important.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

I think you're just terribly amusing.

- You're cute.
- You're not so bad yourself.

I hope you're the lucky winner tonight.

"1777."

What a perfectly darling
little old number.

I'll think of something.

Excuse me. But I've got to talk
to Hap right away. Come on.

They got Dogface.

They got Dogface?

Now, listen, don't get excited.
It's really very simple.

First thing you do is get out
of this uniform. Beat it. Get lost.

Forget the whole thing ever happened,
you understand?

Now, listen to me.

- If I'm lucky
- Yeah?

...maybe they'll only give me
30 or 40 years

in Alcatraz.

Thirty or 40 years?

Hap?

This is it.

Chick, this is what?

This is it.

Well, Chick,
I only have one thing to say.

What is it, pal?

Bye!

Hey, soldier!

Quiet!

Quiet, everybody.

As you know, each week our sponsors
donate their products

to some lucky person in the service.

So look closely at your stubs and you
may be the fortunate winner. Julie.

The lucky ticket tonight is 17...

1777.

The winner. Here he is.

I didn't do nothing, fellas! I'm innocent!

I knew you'd win!

Well?

It's very confusing, sir.
His fingerprints check with the records.

And Lieutenant Green
knows him as Private Dolan,

a regular member of the company.

Well, then, why the confusion?

Sergeant McClusky insists
he never saw the man before

except possibly for a brief instant
on the train.

Perhaps we'd better have a talk
with the other Dolan.

Sir, this report just came in.

Gentlemen, here's what
we've been waiting for.

This command will move tomorrow

for combined maneuvers
under the corps command.

- Yes, sir.
- Put Dolan under heavy guard.

I'm afraid we'll have to let his case wait.

Right.

We're going to beat General Bond
if it's the last thing we ever do.

Ted, send down the word
to all commands.

And order all leaves and passes
canceled immediately.

- Right, sir.
- Sir.

And just the thing,
for any hour of the day or night,

direct from the salons of Paris,

this exquisite sheer silk negligée!

Wrap it up. I'll take it.

And now, best of all...

I'm sorry to interrupt,
but this is important.

Sure.

"Attention, all men
of the airborne division.

"Return immediately.

"All passes and furloughs
are hereby canceled.

"By order of Brigadier
General W. W. Timmons, commanding."

Oh, no, you don't.

Oh, no, you don't.
The last prize is the best of all.

All right. All right. What is it?

Through the courtesy
of Jack Saper and Company,

and in cooperation with
the New York City Police Department,

a police escort to the train
that takes you right back to camp.

Left face!

Forward march!

Hey, Chick!

Bye!

- Yep, it's maneuvers, all right.
- Yeah, but I don't want to...

But it's okay.
We'll get you lost somehow.

- What are we gonna do?
- There's nothing to it.

You get on a plane,
you go up 20,000 feet, jump out,

and the chute opens automatically.

Yeah, what if it doesn't open?

Then you pull your reserve parachute.

Well, what if that doesn't open?

Well, we haven't had a complaint yet
from a guy whose chute didn't open.

All right, men.

Start loading into your trucks.

Okay, Chick, I'll be brave about it.

- I'll go up in a plane.
- Attaboy.

But I won't jump.

- Oh, yes, you will.
- Oh, no, I won't.

- Oh, yes, you will!
- Oh, no, I won't!

Now what?

- I hurt my ankle.
- What's the matter, Dolan?

- I hurt my ankle.
- That's too bad.

- But I'll jump just the same, Sarge.
- No, you won't.

I'm not gonna take the chance

of anything happening
to one of my best men.

- Thank you, Sarge.
- I'll tell you what.

You go over to the DZ
and meet the recovery detail,

and help them bring the chutes back.

That is, if the ankle
doesn't feel too badly.

Don't worry about me, Sarge.
I'll make it all right.

Good.

I told you I wouldn't have to jump.

- Sarge! Sarge!
- Yeah?

But you will let me jump tomorrow?

We'll see.
It all depends on how the ankle is.

Thank you, Sarge.

Hey, what's the matter with Hap?
He's going in the wrong direction.

Let him go. The further away he is
from McClusky and the army,

the better off he is.

Yeah, but he's going
toward the enemy lines.

They'll take him prisoner.

Look, with his brains, it'll just be
a short time before he's captured.

Has he had the extensive training
we've had?

No.

He doesn't know the first thing about
combat, camouflage or patrolling.

How could he?

They'll grab that poor kid
the first time he turns around.

Well, that was a short battle.

Move on, boys. Move on.

Grab him!

Who's there?

- Oh, no!
- Get going.

Look who's a prisoner.

Well, another one
of Timmons' paratroopers.

What are you doing here?

I'm a war correspondent
for the Weehawken Daily Messenger.

- What do you think I'm doing here?
- Get in there with the others.

Take these men to the stockades.

You and you, come with me.

All right, you Joes, let's go.
Come on, move out. Move out.

Hey, soldier, can't you let me go?
I won't go back to my side.

Are you crazy, or do you think I am?

Go ahead, let the kid go. I won't tell.

Get going
and put your hands on your heads.

- Chick, what am I gonna do?
- Let me go, will you?

Here's your gun.

- That was quick work, Corporal.
- Thank you.

- What do we do with this guy?
- Well, tie him up and do away with him.

- Anything you say, Corporal.
- Thank you.

Now's your chance to take off.

Take off.

- Yeah. Which way is our side?
- That way.

I'm going this way.

No, Corporal. It's no good
if you're captured by the enemy.

Listen, these paratroops know
how to operate behind enemy lines.

We better stick with this guy
or we're dead pigeons.

That might be all right with you guys,
but we're heading down that road.

That's what you think, Private.

Unless you got a lot more rank
than you're showing,

you better come with us.

- Yeah, but he's not even a...
- Not even what?

- Nothing.
- He didn't say nothing.

That's better. Let's go.
And remember, he's in charge.

I'm in charge.

Okay, this way, men. Onward.

You know, I think
we've built ourselves a monster.

Well, I think you're right.

General Bond, sir.
Word has been received

that our tank battalion
is approaching the Rock River.

Head of column
should be at the bridge by 11:50, sir.

That's what I call perfect timing.

Before the day's over, we'll have
old man Timmons and his paratroops

run right out of the state.

Yes, sir.

We'd make much better time
if we had that car.

How you gonna get it?

You think I'm gonna tell you?

The purpose of these maneuvers are
to make you men think for yourselves.

How would you get it?

Go behind the tent, create a diversion,
then you get the jeep.

You took the words
right out of my mouth.

Go ahead, create a diversion.

Go ahead.

Call my driver.

I'm gonna join Colonel Jackson
at Rock River bridge.

I wanna be with the column
when they surprise Timmons.

Yes, sir. Driver!

Let's go!

All right, men, spread out to the left.

I thought I got rid of you guys.

Oh, well, I'm off to town.

- I hope you don't mind.
- I certainly do!

Well, that's too bad about you.

Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir.

Look out! Look out! They'll hit us!

Soldier! Bring back that vehicle!

Yes, sir!

- Yes, sir.
- What's wrong with you, driver?

Now, take me to the Rock River bridge
and this time, stay on the road.

Yes, sir.

Give me that wheel!

No, no! Put it back, you birdbrain.

Stop this car.

- He's down there, sir.
- Come out of there!

Come out of there. You're captured.

Hold it. What's in that bag there?

I don't know.

- Grenades.
- Grenades?

Release that man.

The way these grenades were placed,
they wrecked this bridge.

Your tank column can't cross, General.

The bridge has been destroyed
by Timmons' paratroops.

- Now, see here...
- I can't listen to you, General.

Theoretically, you have been
blown up, too.

I'm sorry, General.

Spoilsport! Spoilsport!

Say, he's a sore loser.

I'll tell him. He's my father.

Your father?

How can I blow up a bridge
with a grenade that don't go off?

Blowing up the bridge won the victory
for General Timmons' forces.

So you men are being released.

- Now what?
- I caught him going the wrong way.

Well, he didn't know
maneuvers were over.

- I didn't know.
- He was still looking for the enemy.

- He didn't know.
- He was lost.

And I suppose he thought he'd find them
at the railroad station.

- Attention!
- At ease.

Is the soldier who took
General Bond's jeep, here?

Me.

- General Timmons wants to see you.
- This is it.

Here's the man
you've been looking for, General.

That's all, Captain.

Come in. Come in, Corporal.

So you're the man who stole the car
and blew up the bridge.

Yes, sir, but I'd like to make
a clean breast of things, sir.

You see, it all started
the night of the army show.

- Your name is...
- Well, you know me as Dolan, sir,

but my real name is Smith, Hap Smith,

and I'm a nightclub entertainer.

I remember you.

Did you say your name is not Dolan?

That's right, sir.

The real Dolan's in the guardhouse.

Do you mean to say
you're not in the army at all?

They wouldn't take me, sir,
but I can hear very good now.

I think my ear popped
when I took that tower jump.

Well, young man, as I see it,

you're either going to be
a corporal named Smith,

whose daring heroism has given me
the last laugh on General Bond,

or a civilian.

Make that condemned prisoner

who's about to eat his last meal
before going to the gallows.

Now, I leave the choice
entirely up to you.

Which one are you?

Let me see.

Come on.

Now that I'm A-one, I mean, 1-A,

I'd like to stay with the paratroopers
if it's all right with you, sir.

I think that can be arranged.

After all, in the interests
of preserving military secrecy,

you should be sworn in
as soon as possible,

even if we have to shoot you later.

Don't be surprised
if he comes out a Brigadier General.

Could be.

From one through 16,
left to right, count off.

Sixteen.

On your feet!

Face to your right!

And load out!

My ears feel like they're gonna pop.

We've been flying
at a pretty high altitude

but we're coming down
now for the jump.

Good.

I'm gonna wait till we're about
three feet from the ground.

Corporal Smith.

It's about time you started taking over
some of the responsibilities now.

You're static jumpmaster
and you don't have to jump.

Right.

Now, from here on in,
anything can happen.

All right, you men, get ready.

Stand up!

Hook up!

Check your equipment.

Now, you guys have been in the game
long enough to know the routine.

Stand in the door.

Don't be all day about it. Get moving!

Go!

1,000, 2,000...

1,000, 2,000, 3,000.

Chick, be my guest.

1,000...

Sorry I can't be with you this time!

He hasn't any chute on!

Chick!

Ma!

- What are you doing up there?
- What are you doing down there?

- Come down here.
- What?

- I said come down here.
- All right.

Chick!

Chick!

Chick! Chick!

- Come down here!
- Chick!

Chick!

- You do me a favor?
- What?

Let go.

Let go?

Hold on.

Chick! Chick!

Hold on!

Hold on!

Chick! Chick!

Chick!

Chick!

Chick!

Chick, Chick, I can't hold on no more.

All right, let go.

- My chum.
- My friend.

My pal.

After what we've been through,
nothing can separate us.

That's right.

Chick! Chick!

Bye!