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And besides, you gotta help me, Joe.

You saved my life

and you owe me something.

I saved your life

so now I owe you something?

Have you gone crazy?

Look, I didn't ask you to save my life,

but you did.

- Now I figure you're responsible for me.

- Well, I don't.

What's the sense of having your life

saved if you can't have any fun with it?

Look, I got a lot to do

in the next four days.

I don't want anybody tailing me.

You say I owe you something.

Well, I don't see it,

but if I find a dame for you

and get you started,

will you call it quits?

Okay, let me see.

Well, we'll have to do

with what you've got.

First place, fix your hat.

Let me see a sample of your technique.

You're you, see?

And I'm a dame coming down the street.

Pick me up.

I'm a dame, see? I'm coming down

the street, now come on.

I beg your pardon, miss.

Lady, could I possibly...?

Oh, no. No.

You gotta give it more:

Listen, Brooklyn, when you're going

hunting it's how you feel that counts.

If you feel like a mouse,

you'll be looking for cheese

that's what you'll get.

But if you feel like a wolf

nothing can go wrong,

you're in control.

Hey, sailors, one of you guys gotta

come down to station with me.

- Any choice? You'll do. Come on.

- Hey, wait a minute.

Please, let's not have

any unpleasantness.

I'll go with you, Joe.

How can this happen to me?

Just when I'm beginning

to feel like a wolf.

The secretary of the Navy

will have a say about this.

Washington will hear about it.

Who's in charge here?

That's what I wanna know.

- Ship ahoy!

- Are you the guy that had me pulled in?

- Pardon me for not getting up.

- What's the charge? What's the idea?

- What are you...?

- If you've been inconvenienced

I'm sorry.

You see, this young man

thinks he should join the Navy.

We think he should go home.

Since he won't tell us where he lives

we thought that maybe a sailor...

See?

So you wanna join the Navy, huh?

Aye, aye, sir.

Attention.

- Name?

- Don Martin, sir.

- Where do you live?

- 1515 Foothill Road.

My daddy was in the Navy

and he said that when

I was grown up, I could join.

And now I am grown up, so I want to.

Well, sure, mate, but...

Well, look, it's this way.

There's sort of a rule in the Navy.

Before they'll take you, you need a letter

from your mom or dad saying it's okay.

But I don't have

a mother or father anymore.

I live with my Aunt Susie.

You think a letter from an aunt

would be all right?

Well, sure, that would be perfect.

Why don't you talk to her about it.

One of these guys

will take you home and...

- You.

- But I got...

- Gotta be a nursemaid and everything...

- Aunt Susie may not give me the letter

but if you asked her...

- You better come along too.

- Oh, no, I can't.

- You come along.

- No, I can't.

What am I gonna do about Lola?

I guess Aunt Susie must be asleep, huh?

- She isn't home yet.

- I suppose the door is locked too.

Yes.

- But we can get in.

- How?

The way I got out.

Look out for my wagon.

"Dear Ms. Abbott,

Donald was a very good boy.

He's fast asleep.

So I went home. Mrs. Murphy."

I'll get you some candy.

- I know where Aunt Susie hides it.

- Wait a second.

- You think your aunt will be back soon?

- Oh, sure.

What do you mean, "oh, sure"?

How do you know?

Well, she lives here.

You know, sometimes he talks like you.

Look, fellas...

I don't want you to get the wrong idea.

I don't want you to think I'd walk out...

Well, you gotta stay here with the kid

anyhow and talk to his aunt and...

Well, I got a date with a girl,

and there's no sense in all of us just...

Well, that's great. That's just dandy.

He's got a date with a girl. What's he

think I've got a date with, a duck?

Goodbye. Thanks, fellas.

Brooklyn, I'm blowing,

the baby's all yours.

Joe. Hey, Joe!

You can't leave me here,

what about my being a wolf?

- You promised me.

- You promised you'd talk to Aunt Susie.

If you don't help me, what will I do?

What will become of me?

Okay. Okay.

Who's he calling?

A girl.

Lola, baby.

Forgotten you?

Oh, honey.

With the picture of you

I've got in my mind?

Why, even across the phone,

I can see every...

Look, let me tell you what happened.

- I found a kid that was lost.

- Joe, I wasn't lost.

So I had to take him home.

I won't be long.

As long as I get there?

Oh, honey, you know I'll get there.

Look, we better talk

about that later, huh?

- Yeah, goodbye.

- What are you going to talk about later?

Things, sailor. Things.

You'll understand when you get older.

- Everybody keeps saying that to me.

- Yeah, they used to say that to me too.

Well, did you understand

when you got older?

Nope.

I wonder what could be keeping

that Aunt Susie.

What can an old lady

be doing out this late?

Susan, don't you wish

that you were up there?

I've never heard his voice sound so

beautiful. There's something about him.

He always gets so much from a singer.

I'd give anything to work with him.

Cut it! Print that.

Okay, children, you go home now

and thanks very much for the day.

No callback.

Good night.

- Mr. Iturbi, I...

- Good night, Susie.

Good night, Tom. I...

- How's that for camera?

- Right on the nose.

Tell me, Bill, when are we going

to shoot the boogie-woogie?

- Good night. Thanks a lot.

- Good night, dear.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Hi, Aunt Susie.

Well, what got you home so early,

your feet give out?

- What?

- Dames like you kill me.

Don't you ever think of anybody

but yourself?

Leaving the little kid alone while you're

out chasing around, having a big time.

Would you mind telling me

just who you are

and what you're doing here?

I'm a guy the police called

when they picked this kid up

wandering around the boulevard,

that's all.

That wouldn't interest you,

so if you step aside, lady...

- Well, just a moment. I don't...

- Don't apologize.

Just clear the deck.

Come on, Brooklyn.

But I...

- Bye.

- Aunt Susie.

- But, Aunt Susie...

- Joe. Hey, Joe. Listen, the kid's crying.

Well, if I had to live

with a dame like that, I'd cry too.

I thought she was sort of nice.

A dame that leaves a kid

alone that way ain't nice.

Wait a minute, please.

You didn't give me a chance.

- Donald explained and...

- Okay, okay.

It was all a mistake, and you're sorry.

But my pal and I got plans

for the night.

- We'd like to get going.

- I haven't got a thing to do.

Well, I thought, if you didn't mind,

that you could come back for a while.

It's Donald, he's so upset

and it's way past his bedtime.

Well, sure we will.

We didn't even say goodbye.

Is something wrong, Joe?

I thought you'd gone.

Hey, hey, sailor, what is this?

What's with you?

You forgot about me.

About what you promised.

You know, the letter.

Oh, sure, the letter.

You see, it's this way.

The kid here wanted to join the Navy,

but I told him about the rule.

You know, the rule about needing a

letter from your folks saying it's okay.

Donald thought

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