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Just wait till tonight, Major.
Nobody'll be disappointed.

Why doesn't somebody go up
there and talk to them?

What do you say to women pilots?

I got the perfect line!

Nice set of wings you got there.

We're gonna be escorting
four planes a day,
five days a week.

And the ferry pilots
are gonna lay down here
in between trips.

Who're the ferry pilots?

Left! Left!

Hangnail One, we got trouble.

I see them, Black Sheep Six.

SHIRLEY: I need help.

T.J.: Shirley, don't panic.
Here I come.

What's your price?
You haven't got
10 cases of Scotch.

We got $200.
All right we'll take it.

Tonight, Gutterman.

NEWSREEL NARRATOR: A new age
in military aviation dawns as
women take to the skies,

in an attempt to help
the war effort in Europe
and the Pacific.

The newly formed Women's
Airforce Service Pilots,
known as WASPs,

has been commissioned
by the War Department

to help transport
bombers to the front areas.

These courageous and
patriotic women pilots endure
torturous training

and high risks before they
gain their coveted wings.

The first fully constituted
unit under the command of
Major Deborah Watkins

heads towards the Solomons
for transport duty.

Hey, Hutch!
What?

Courier plane blew an engine
over Rendova, I gave them
emergency clearance to land.

She's belching smoke
out her starboard engine.

We got a limper coming in,
you guys! Let's move!

Gooney Bird.

Hey, take a look at that.
That is not your regular
everyday transport plane.

It sure ain't.

I don't believe it.

What's the problem?
I think I lost a jug,

but I didn't wanna shutdown
until I hit the runway.
I'll take a look at it.

One of you guys,
grab me a ladder.

What's going on?

Do you see what I see?
What?

Wings.
Wings?

Huh!

GREG: This is
an interesting development.

I'm Major Greg Boyington.
Major Watkins, Women's
Airforce Service Pilots.

VMF 214?
Yeah.

What seems to be
your problem, Major?

We were losing power
on our starboard side.

That engine should have been
overhauled weeks ago.

It was lucky for us
we were within
VFR of Vella La Cava.

Yeah, yeah. Darn lucky.
Do you have any spare parts
aboard, Major?

No such luck.

Hey, hey, hey!
What do we have here?
Not bad.

Not at all bad.

Why doesn't somebody go up
there and talk to them?

What do you say to
women pilots, "How's your
vertical stabilizer"?

Girls are girls, Bobby.
All you do is just walk up
and talk to them.

Oh, they're F4U-1 D's.
You can tell by the cannon
mounts and the cowlings.

How was your flight?
Oh, Bragg.

Boy, they're big.
I bet they're fast, too.

Hey, that's a 2,000 horsepower
Pratt & Whitney,
400 miles per hour, tops.

They can run circles
around the A6M2.

I'd love to fly one of those.
Well, the day we get
to fly a fighter plane...

What are they doing here?

They must be on some
kind of war bonds drive,
don't you think?

I could talk to nurses
and just go, "My back is
killing me,"

but pilots, I don't know.

I got it.
I got the perfect line!
ANDERSON: What?

Follow me, boys.

ANDERSON:
Oh, indeed.

Heads up, girls.

Terrific set of
wings you got there.

Get out of there, T.J.

That line wouldn't
catch a trout.

Ladies, may I please
introduce you to the VMF 214?
Lieutenant Lawrence Casey.

Captain James Gutterman.
Lieutenant T. Joseph Wiley.

Lieutenant Robert Boyle.
Lieutenant Donald French.

Lieutenant Jerome Bragg.
I am Lieutenant Robert
Anderson. It's a pleasure.

How are you?

What's the damage, Sergeant?

It doesn't look too bad, Major.

We have three days' leave
on Espritos Marcos
before our tour begins.

My girls are really
looking forward to it.

I hope we can make it tonight.
Your tour?

We'll be taking over
the regular transport routes

between the forward
bases and the rear area.

Does that surprise you?
No, it's just
the first I've heard of it.

We took our training in
Stearmans and Vultees, mostly,

and then we went to the
Boeing plant in
Seattle, Washington,

and worked in the flight
simulators. We're qualified
in 1 7 s, 24s and 25s.

Of course they never did mind
when I drove the tractor so
they could go fishing.

I'll bet you're from Iowa.
Nope.

Nebraska?
No.

South Dakota.
Right.

And your father grows corn,
soya beans, alfalfa...
And boys.

Four brothers?
Five.

They're crazy, they're crazy.

Name is Don French.

Angie.
Hi, Angie.

Were you ever stationed at
Avenger Field,
Sweetwater, Texas?

No, but I was under hack
at Fort Langley
for three weeks once.

Why?

Misunderstanding.
You don't really wanna
hear about it.

You ever seen a Corsair
close up before?
No.

Lieutenant, there's a call
for you at the radio shack.

Thank you.

Hutch, listen.
Yeah.

Hutch, will you listen?
I'm listening. What?

We've got a great idea.

We want you to go in,
and get the wiring
out of the cockpit.

Take some stuff out

and then we can keep
all the girls here. There's
no way it'll miss. Right.

Hey, Hutch.

How long is this Gooney Bird
gonna be on my runway?

Well, it doesn't look
too good, Sarge.

I mean, there's oil
all over the place here
and then the carb's shot

and then
the rocker cover's cracked

and then there's that
blower of Pappy's
I've been trying to get to.

And then what about Anderson's
drop in the fuel pressure?
I mean, that's a problem.

Looks like them WASPs
gonna spend the night here.
Don't it?

WASPs?

Women's Airforce
Service Pilots. I thought you
went to college, sonny.

WASP?

Push it off to the side.

Thank you, Hutch.

Lot of good it does me.

There are all these
officers. Officers!

My mechanics work
in 24-hour shifts as it is

and we don't have the parts.

Yeah, I'm afraid you're stuck.

I'll radio Espritos,
maybe they can
send another plane.

That's all right, Major.
You just stay here with us.
Yeah.

There's nothing happening
on Espritos anyways,
except a couple of movies.

We'll show you a good time.

Greg?

Listen.

We'd love to have you
stay, by all means.

How long do you suppose it
will take before it's fixed?
Couple of days, probably.

I heard Hutch talking.

Well, I'll go break
the news to the girls.
They'll be disappointed.

Just wait till tonight, Major.
Nobody will be disappointed.

What was that all about?

Women's Airforce Service
Pilots have just been
awarded three days

on Vella La Cava,
courtesy the Black Sheep.

Well, they could've
gotten malaria.
They may yet.

You got any idea what they got
in that boxcar out there?

Silk stockings and hairnets.
And tooth paste.
And soap chips.

They got soap chips?
And they also
got toilet paper.

No, Gutterman, you're kidding.
They got toilet paper?
Yes, they do.

Tonight, Gutterman.

Greg? It's Deborah Watkins.
Greg?

I'm sorry, Meatball.

Come on in.

We're leaving these
extra carburetors with you

just to make sure nothing
happens to them.
Huh?

Oh, and, Greg,
thanks for everything.

We've got to go. Bye.
Go?

Bye.

You're such a sweetheart.

Somebody stole the carbs
out of every last one of
those birds last night!

Oh, you think it's funny?
You got a mission
to fly in one hour!

You know how long it
takes to put those...

What's that damn thing
doing flying?

You'll find them
in my tent, Sarge.

I'll find what in your tent?
The carbs, all but one.

I'm gonna kill you
for this, Boyington, sir.
Sarge. It wasn't my fault.

Don't worry about it.
I'll take care of it.

So you cannibalized
your own birds.
Hoping to make it, huh?

Then the poor damsel's in
distress and the gallant
fighter pilot to the rescue?

Look, Greg,
you don't understand.
They had to be there.

Had to be where, Casey?

On the beach.
On the beach. On the beach.
Where were you, T.J.?

Oh, I was up on the hill.

And, French, you were taking
a moonlight stroll
through the jungle?

Yeah. Yeah.

Bragg? Boyle?

You mean you all fell
for the same thing?

Now, wait a minute.
Wait a minute for what?

I have a crate of spare parts
in my tent that the girls were
kind enough to leave us.

We've been had.
Where are they?

They're gone.
Every one of you men
are gonna put your own carbs

back in your plane,
and you're gonna
do it by 0700.

That is one-half hour from now.

(ALL PROTESTING)

You tell Micklin.
Now that's an order.

Hey, wait a minute.
I have one question.

Did any of you make it?
I did.

Really, Boyle?

That's what I thought.

Let's get out of here.

Come on, you guys.

GREG: After our first meeting
with the Women's Airforce
Service Pilots,

the score stood WASP 1,
Black Sheep 0.

All we'd gotten
out of the deal
was some soap chips

and a half
a carton of toilet paper

Gutterman and I
had stolen from the C-47.

On the other hand,
we were doing pretty
well in the sky.

The guys must have been
taking out
their wounded pride

on the Japanese.

Whatever the reason,
we were playing
havoc with the Zeros

and went on to
strafe the airfields
on Bougainville.

A couple of days went by

and the guys seemed
to have forgotten
about the WASPs.

I hadn't. The toilet paper
we'd stolen was almost gone.

And, as it turned out,
they hadn't either.

Watch out!

(MEN CHATTERING)

Hey, transport's in.
Maybe we got some mail.

Well, they said they were
gonna take over
the transport routes.

Maybe they did.

Hi, fellas.

Hi, fellas.

Hi, T.J.

Well, if that's the way
they're going to act...

Hey, Shirl,
men are like that, honey.

It's called the male ego,
which is easily
knocked down.

Yeah, you're not kidding.
Hi, girls.

Sorry, Lieutenants.
How's she running?
Just fine.

Good.
Got something for you.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, yeah.

Major.
Morning, ladies.

Hi, Pappy.
What's this?

Carburetors. Brand spanking
new carburetors.

Hey!
Where'd they come from?

They're from us, Major.
It's our way of
saying thank you.

I have never kissed
a pilot before, but I'm about
to make an exception.

We're behind schedule, Major.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Major.
Yes.

Would you give T.J.
a message for me?

Sure.

Tell him...

Never mind.

Hutch, how do you tell a guy,
"Never mind"?

You know what it is, Shirley?
I think we threatened them.

We could be flying
those Corsairs.

Our reflexes are faster than
theirs, and we make better
decisions under pressure.

I think we make them nervous.

Hey, what happened
to my little button nose?

Did you forget our motto?

You mean, "All for one
and one for all
and none for them"?

That's it. Let's fly.

There hasn't been a new
carburetor anywhere around
this island for six months,

how did they get them?

I don't know, Pappy, maybe
the same way they got
their engine fixed?

Huh.

Not so bad, huh, Micklin?

GREG: With new carburetors
all around, the Zeros were
no match for us.

Our kill record was getting
pretty impressive,
except for T.J.

I had a feeling he had more
on his mind
than Japanese pilots.

Like maybe one particular
lady pilot.

Whatever it was, Gutterman
was having to cover
for him.

You pick up, Wiley.
I'm bringing one up
in front of you!

Where are you, Jim?

Well, you're a half a mile
behind me, you blockhead!

I'm sorry!
I'll get up to you.

Okay, Jim,
I'm right behind you now.

GUTTERMAN:
For God's sake!

Now the Zeke's behind you!
Will you bring him up
and over me?

Thanks, Jim.

Don't thank me, T.J.
Will you just wake up
and get it in gear?

I said thanks,
I said I'm sorry, what else
do you want from me?

You guys mind having this
lovers' quarrel on the ground?

GREG: All in all, we'd never
been flying better. We were
on a hot streak.

So, naturally, we got new
orders from the rear area,
taking us out of the action.

You gotta hear.
GREG: Ante up.
Come on. Come on.

I'm in.

Hey, meatheads,
we have a new assignment.

Flying bomber escort
out of Guadalcanal.

Greg, there aren't
any bombers
on Guadalcanal.

I know that, Casey,
but there will be
fresh off the assembly line.

They're coming in
the day after tomorrow.

We're to escort
them up the Slot
to their tactical bases.

Fresh off the assembly line,
you mean unarmed?
Are you gonna talk or play?

We gonna be ferrying these
birds across friendly waters?

GREG: That's right.
Well, then we're not gonna
see any action, are we?

I hope not.

You hope not? We got
the best kill record of
any squadron in this theater!

Why're they pulling
us out now for?

Jim, fighter planes are not
going to win this war,
bombers are

and they have to get
to their base
in one piece.

Now if Tojo puts them in
the drink, they won't be much
help, will they.

Now you guys want the good news?

Yeah, sure.
Yeah, please.

We're gonna have some visitors.

We're gonna be escorting
four planes a day,
five days a week.

And the ferry pilots
are gonna lay down here
in between trips.

Who're the ferry pilots?
Take a guess.

Come on!
Those girls are gonna
be stationed here?

Knock. Come on.

Gee, oh, come on. Greg.
They ain't here, are they?

(BUGLE PLAYING REVEILLE)

Jumping Jacks!
ALL: And one, two,
three, four,

five, six, seven,

(GROWLING)
eight, nine, ten.

Twists. Ready!

One and two and three
and four and five

and six and seven and eight
and nine and ten.

Touché turtle. Ready!

Begin!

One and a half
and a touché turtle.

Two and a half
and a touché turtle.

Three and a half
and a touché turtle.

Four and a half
and a touché turtle.

Five and a half
and a touché turtle.

You guys. I think
I'm gonna go change clothes.
Me, too.

Running in place.
Ready! And...

One, two, three, four.
One, two. One, two. One, two.
One, two. One, two. One, two.

One, two. One, two.

All right, girls.
Ready for the mile!

Fall in.

Quick march!

One, two. One, two. One, two.
One, two. One, two. One, two.

Left! Left! Left! Left!
Left! Left! Left! Left!

Left! Left! Left! Left!
Left! Left! Left! Left!

Morning?
Good morning!

Nice day, ain't it? Yeah.
Beautiful day.

Would you put this up, too?
For me?
Sure.

Oh, you're a sweetheart.
I've got to catch up.

Ain't that darling?

Left! Left! Left! Left!
Left! Left! Left! Left!

What now?

How much longer?

One more lap.

How do we feel?
We feel great.

I can't hear you.
We feel great!

Put that over here, okay.

Right here.

Right up there, the corner.

Now just...
That's it. Right there.

Do you want some coffee?
Yeah. Sure.

How do you like it?
Any way at all.

Okay.
Just fine.

Yes!

Excuse me.

Excuse me!

Do you mind?
No, of course I don't mind.

Good morning.
It was.

Don't eat that.
Why?

It's hard as a rock.
We throw them at
the coconuts after breakfast.

Oh, it's true.

First one to knock down
a coconut wins the pool.

Good morning, Lieutenant.
You're not leaving.
You haven't touched a bite.

You'll never grow up big
and strong that way.

Never.

Hi.

Hi.
What happened to you?

Let's not go into it.
Oh.

Oh, jerk!

Good morning, Major.
Major.

I don't recommend the biscuits.

We should have a talk.
Yeah?

I have a policy about
fraternization. Greg, we
fought hard for these wings.

You wouldn't believe
how many people
in Washington

were completely
opposed to the idea.

It went all the way
to Eleanor Roosevelt,

and even then, the
War Department wanted
to keep us in the States.

It's a miracle
we're even here at all.

I have the feeling my
pilots would agree.

But what if there
was an incident?

What if just one of my girls
got into trouble,
you know what I mean.

The whole
program could be scrapped.

My pilots aren't
Cub Scouts, Deborah.

I think that problem
can be avoided.

There's something else,
emotional involvements.

How do we avoid that?

Why would we want to?

Greg, my girls have a big job
to do. Now, they're not used
to this kind of a situation.

I don't want their minds on
anything but their jobs. I'll
need your cooperation, Greg.

Deborah, I don't see
what you're asking.

I mean you can't put emotional
blinders on people, and
if I could, I wouldn't.

Have you thought about
the fact that maybe some
of these kids won't

all survive this war?

People survive a war through
teamwork,
sometimes through sacrifice.

People in love think about
themselves and their lovers,
not about the team.

And when the team falls apart,
that's when people die.

If I could look into the future

and see which one of
these kids would or
wouldn't make it,

I might agree with you.

But we can't see into
the future, we can
learn from the past.

I'm going to have to insist on
this, Greg. I want our units
kept apart from each other.

But I can't do it
without your cooperation.

That's right, you can't.
Do I have it?

I'll think about it.

That's not good enough.
That's the most
you'll get, Major.

I want all my officers in
front of my tent for
a briefing in five minutes.

That's an order.
MAN 1: Hey, come on.

MAN 2:
Major, what did they do?

WOMAN 1: Oh, no.
How do you like that?

WOMAN 2: Oh, gee.
WOMAN 3: Well,
we'll see you guys later.

Greg, what'd you do?
Yeah, we were getting
along just fine.

Shut up.

I'm thinking.

GREG: It was hard to argue
with Deborah's point, although
I didn't agree with it.

She told her girls to keep to
themselves, and they
followed her orders.

I told the Black Sheep to
stay frosty and wait it out.

None of us really understood
what was going on,
but we had missions to fly.

Okay, we're taking off at 0900.

That'll give them time to get
to Guadalcanal,
get their birds

and make the
rendezvous at Espritos.

Got it? 0900.

The first mission
went off like clockwork.

The weather was perfect.
It was a piece of cake.

Hangnail Two to
Black Sheep One.
This is Black Sheep One.

We have VFR to Munda airstrip
and landing clearance.
We're breaking off.

See you at home in a couple
of hours. Set 'em
down easy, girls.

GREG: As we headed back for
Vella la Cava, the girls set
their birds down on Munda.

But by 5:00 they'd be
back on our base.

We got some trouble, Pappy.

Gutterman and Casey,
they set up that deal with
the Army quartermaster?

Do you remember that? Yeah.
Yeah. I remember it. Sure.

For the soap chips,
the socks, the potatoes
and the coffee beans?

And the engine oil. I wish
you wouldn't have thrown it
all together like that, Larry.

Why not?

Because the Army just
called in, they canceled
the whole deal.

They canceled?
Yeah.

We just gave them twenty cases
of beer, a dozen bottles of
Scotch and they canceled it?

Yup. They got
a better offer.

They got not only what
we were gonna give them,

but they got
toilet paper
and silk stockings.

And you know how nurses
go nuts about silk stockings.

But that isn't the point,
the point is we
really need the oil!

We need the soap.
We need the oil, otherwise
we're not flying.

You don't suppose you could
figure who's got our stuff?

What would you say?
Silk stockings.

Silk stockings and toilet paper.

What do you want me to
tell you, Major?
Business is business.

And that's supposed to mean
that you can slide in the
back door, cut our prices

and wave your pretty fannies
around just to seal
the bargain

and leave us to fly your cover
with engines that could seize
up on us?

I don't see what
the problem is.
You can deal with us.

What's your price?

Twenty-five cases of beer,
20 quarts of Scotch.

Of course,
if you just want the oil,
it would be less.

If we want the oil?
You know damned well
we need that oil.

That's not the point.
If we set up a deal

you guys can beat it fair,
no gripe, we'll pay the price.

Then what's the problem,
Major?
I don't like the way you
women operate.

You make promises you have no
intention of keeping.

Now that's taking
unfair advantage.

Then you turn around
and you stick it to us.

I asked for your cooperation
on something, Major, and you
wouldn't give it to me!

Now if you don't like the way
we do business,
that's too bad.

You just better get used to it.

I'm used to it, lady.
One other thing.

One of my officers isn't in
her tent and can't be found!
I know who she's with.

Now I want it stopped,
and I want it
stopped now, Major.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Lieutenant T.J. Wiley.
Do you know where he is?

Anderson!

Yeah.
You find T.J. Wiley and tell
him I wanna see him,

I wanna see him now.

Yes, sir.

Nothing. Well...

No, I like Texas.

I like Texas a lot. It's a...

It's big! It's flat.

Those are my favorite
kind of places.

You hated it.

You wanna know the truth?
Mmm-hmm.

I hated it.
But I like Texans.
They're really nice people.

I figure they have to be,
to live in a place like that.

That didn't sound right, did it?

Have you ever been
to a big city?

Mmm-mmm.

Oh, you'd love Philadelphia.

Oh, you'd like Philadelphians,
they're the finest kind of
people in the world.

I happen to be
a Philadelphian.
Really?

Have you ever kissed anybody
from Philadelphia?

No.

(SHIRLEY LAUGHING)

Come on, now.
Shh!

Be quiet. Hurry up.

Wait.

I want you to
come to my tent. Let's have
some champagne.

How many lieutenants do you
know who have any champagne?
I don't know anyone.

Who's there?

GREG: Call me Saint Valentine,
if you like.

What are you doing here?
Don't ask me any questions.
Just do what I tell you to do.

Shirley, you're going
to the hospital.
Why?

Because you got sick and
they're gonna keep you
overnight and I will explain

everything to Major Watkins
in the morning.

T.J. you're...

You just hit the sack
and remember one thing,

you did not see each
other tonight. Got it?

The Major!
She found out.

Come on.

I'll talk to you tomorrow.
I promise.
All right. Bye.

(JEEP STARTING)

GREG: I never thought
for a minute Major Watkins
would believe

Shirley spent the night
in the hospital,

but it gave her a way to save
face in the situation,
and, naturally, she took it.

You're late. Get in.

GREG: The second mission
went off as easily as
the first.

The B-25s were delivered
to Rendova.

The problems started
when we got back
on the ground.

Hey, Greg, what're you doing?

You gave away our
drinking Scotch!
I had to, Jim.

Greg, we got drinking Scotch
and we got trading Scotch.

Now the rules are suppose to
be that you don't...
I made the rule!

And I broke the rule!
Now, if you don't like it,
take it up with Micklin.

Micklin? What's he got to
do with this?

I'll tell you what
I got to do with it.

I'm personally responsible for
those airplanes staying
in the air, sonny boy.

Right.
Well, they don't stay
in the air without oil.

To keep all those
little parts sliding off
each other.

Right.

Well, those lady WASPs were
the ones that stung you,
sonny, they got the oil.

Now, if it took your
booze to get it out of them,

then you're just gonna
have to go thirsty
for a while, aren't you?

Right.
Right.

All right.

Greg, could you step over here
for a minute please?

Greg, now their camp is
off-limits to us, right?
That's the idea.

Well, would you allow us
a couple of seconds to talk
something over here? Alone.

I can't hear a thing.

(WHISPERING)

All right, girls,
ready for the mile.
Right face!

One, two.
Quick... Oh, look.

I don't believe it.
Elsa, get something to
cut that with.

Yes, ma'am.

Morning, ladies.

Captain, take this line down.

I'm afraid we can't
do that, ma'am.
Major's orders.

Then I would like to
see Major Boyington.

They were your orders, ma'am.

I suppose you
think this is funny.
Nope.

Elsa, cut that line.
Yes, Major.

Excuse me, but
I wouldn't do that
if I were you, ma'am.

Why should I believe you?

We warned them.
Did we not warn them?
We did warn them.

Yepper.

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

How could they?
Now watch out for my nightie.

Now, don't step on it.

Well, we warned you, sir.
Yes, we did.

We did warn them. Didn't we
warn them?
Yes, Yes.

Yes, we did warn them.

Didn't we warn you?
We warned you.

You were warned.
You were warned.

ANDERSON:
They look very spiffy
and clean this morning.

GUTTERMAN:
I don't think they hear us.

We'll get even
with you for that!

All right, you want to

have a volleyball game
this afternoon?
Volleyball?

Yeah, that sounds fair to me.
Yeah.

How about it, girls?
Yeah. Yeah.

You're on!
All right.

Have a nice trip.

You're on.
Got any money?

GREG: This was
another easy mission.

Except you could almost feel
the tension between the WASPs
and the Black Sheep.

We had gotten down to very,
very short transmissions.

Hangnail One to Black Sheep.
Terminate escort.

Roger.

GREG:
And that was about it.

We headed back to
Vella la Cava and two hours
later they were back.

The next day it would
start all over again.

Our honor is at stake, Major.
Not to mention our laundry.

All right. All right.
All right. All right.

But just make sure you win.

Oh, we will.
Yeah.

MAN 1: Okay, let's go.
MAN 2: Let's get them.

Wait. Wait.

We will win!

WOMAN 1: Okay, come on, girls.
Let's show these
guys how to play.

WOMAN 2: Elsa, serves first.
WOMAN3: I'll take the net.

WOMAN 4: Let's go.

ANDERSON:
Set them up.
Set them up.

Do it right, Bragg.

(MEN CHATTERING)

I suppose you had something
to do with this, Major?

Nope.

You know, I'm seriously
considering filing a report
with the Marine Air Wing.

Well, it wouldn't be
the first time. My boys are
always doing things like this.

Because you allow it.
But when you try to
undermine my command...

Major.

What wrong with a little
healthy competition?
Where's your sense of humor?

You know what this is called?

What?
Teamwork.

MAN:
Hey, Bob, stay on the net.

WOMAN: Four to one.
Our favor.

Come on, you guys.

WOMAN:
Five to one.
Our favor.

Six to one.
Our favor.

Let's take a break.

Get over here, you guys.

We seem to be winning.

For the time being.

They're killing us.
They're not killing us,
we're losing.

They know how to play the
game. They're good, huh?

They're just dropping
on us every time.
We gotta stop them!

If you guys would only
let me play...

Boyle, you can't even
see over the net.

At least they don't mistake
me for the ball, Bragg!

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Maybe Boyle's right.
Bobby, go in for me
for a while, all right?

What are you talking about,
Jim? You're one of our
best players!

I'm feeling kind of
tired right now.

I'm gonna go back there
in the truck and polish my
gun for a while.

Polish your gun.
Now, you all don't wanna
lose, do you?

It's kind of obvious
that we're not gonna win.

What are you doing?
Giving up?

I ain't giving up.
Go ahead now.

Boyle?

Let's play. Come on,
I'll be great, I promise.

Oh, let's go.

Thanks, Jimmy.
You won't be sorry.
It's all right.

I'm in!

Let's go.

(ALL CHATTERING)

Your serve now.
Good girl.

All right, set up.

Seven to one.
Our favor.

All right. Set up.

Here, Bragg!

Come on.

Eight to one.
MAN1: Yeah, yeah. Your favor.

MAN 2: We're gonna
get you now.

Why did you do that?

Went off by mistake, I'm sorry.

You did it on purpose,
Gutterman.
You knew you
were gonna lose!

Don't get all bent out of shape.

Accident or not, it happened.
We can come out and play
the game over tomorrow.

(WOMEN PROTESTING)

We don't have another ball.

But you can get one on your
stopover tomorrow morning.

And we start with the
same score?

We start all over again.

(WOMEN SHOUTING)

Put a little something
on the game.
Like what?

Say 10 cases of Scotch?
How about that?

You haven't got
10 cases of Scotch.

We got $200 in the kitty,
we could throw on the bet.

Yeah 200 bucks.

Ten cases of Scotch
against $200?
CASEY: Sure.

Is it a bet?
All right, we'll take it.

Yeah, and we're gonna
get two balls just in case
there's another accident.

Right.

I believe they're gonna
look just lovely on
you, too, darling.

You wait till game time!

What's wrong with you,
Gutterman?

Ten cases?
Ten cases you
put on that thing.

Twenty degrees back at
your port wing, Hangnail Six.
We got you covered.

Roger, Black Sheep Six.

We're going to a heading of
zero-one-seven for
the Treasury Islands.

GREG: The volleyball game
seemed to loosen things
up between us,

despite the fact that
the Black Sheep cheated.

Even our radio conversations
were friendlier. As it turned
out, it was a good thing,

because as soon as our luck
started to change
on the ground,

it changed in the air, too.

CASEY: Greg, bandits! Bandits.
Hangnail One, we got trouble.

I see them, Black Sheep Six.
Can you handle it?

We'll lead them off.
Keep them away from you.

Stay on your heading.
Whatever happens.
don't get split up.

Two of us will stay with you
at all times.
Roger.

(GUNS FIRING)

(GUNS FIRING)

Bob, two coming in
at three o'clock.

You stay with the bomber,
Jerome, I'll try to
call their bluff!

One bogey still coming
three o'clock
off our starboard wing!

Roll to your left,
I'll cut under you
and pick him up!

I'll try.

(SCREAMS)

I need help up here.

DEBORAH: Hangnail Two.
Are you all right?

Elsa's wounded! I've
lost the rudder and the left
stabilizer! I can't pull up!

I've got a bogey on me!
Somebody help!

Jim can you handle this alone?

I usually do handle
it alone, T.J.

Shirley, don't panic!
Here I come.

You better hurry up, T.J.

I got him.
Yeah, I got him.

Answer the rudder, damn it!

T.J.!

T.J.: You all right?

I'm in a wide turn,
I'm going back the other way!

Ease off the trim!

If you have to,
add more power
to the port side.

I think I've got it.
I know you got it, baby!

I wish you were here.
I am here!
Look to the starboard!

What our heading?
Come on over to one-two-one.

Roger.

All right, Hangnail Six.
I think you can regroup.

I think we got the last of them.

Pretty fancy flying for a girl.

Coming from you, Major,
that's a compliment.

Coming from anyone
that's a compliment.

Thanks, Greg. Thanks.

Now, listen. You're
sure you're all right?
How could I miss this, Major?

All right. Go sit down.
Okay.

Okay, girls, let's go.
Come on.

Let's go.

We've done it before,
we can do it again.

Call it.

Heads.
Tails. We serve.

Let's see it.

Are you saying I'd cheat?

MAN: Let's go, you guys!
Stay sharp!

All right, you serve.
You need the advantage.

We'll see.

Hey, we've got
one player missing.

So do we.
Who cares? Let's play.

Now wait just a minute here.
Who is missing?

Are you gonna call roll
or are you gonna play?

Shirley and T.J.
Now where are they?

Who cares? Let's play.