Blue Sky

well, now, it takes

more than a robin

to make the winter go

and it takes

two lips of fire

to melt away the snow

well, it takes

two hearts a-cookin'

to make a fire grow

and, baby

you've got what it takes

you know it takes

a lot of kissing

to make a romance sweet

ooh, it takes

a lot of lovin'

to make my life complete

and it takes a lot of woman

to knock me off my feet

and, baby

you've got what it takes

I said hmm

uh-huh hmm

you know you've got

just what it takes

because it takes more

than an effort

to stay away from you

it'd take more

than a lifetime

to prove that I'll be true

but it takes

somebody special

to make me say I do

and, baby

you've got what it takes

what's down there?

Probably just whales, sir.

Take it down.

But, sir-

Take it down!

Yes, major marshall.

Uh, sir, isn't that your-

Yeah. Beautiful,

isn't she?

Daddy.

Major marshall.

Sh*t.

B44682, bradford.

B11567, hall.

Major.

Over here.

What the hell are you

gonna do about your wife?

Is the colonel concerned

about my wife, sir?

She's a disgrace to the army

and she's endangering your job.

My job, sir, is to evaluate

radiation hazards to united

states army personnel.

My wife's not enlisted.

Why doesn't the colonel concern

himself with the men who are...

Rather than the mammaries

of women who are not?

That's very close

to insubordination, marshall.

It'll be noted along

with all the other incidents.

Very good, sir.

Don't make any waves, marshall.

I don't like waves.

Very good, sir.

The guest officers

from nato are visiting, sir.

caro, caro.

Hello, baby.

This is yves.

Yves is from France.

This is my husband.

Bonjour, major.

You have a very lovely home and

a very beautiful mademoiselle.

Thank you. I'm glad you have

a chance to see the average

american housewife in action.

Gentlemen, I think

we must go now and

prepare for dinner.

No, don't go.

Senorita.

Make them stay.

Please stay.

Really, we must go.

Bonsoir, monsieur.

Enchante.

Bonsoir.

Hasta la vista.

Hasta la vista.

Au revoir.

Ciao.

Auf wiedersehen.

Arrivederci.

Ciao. Au revoir.

Ciao.

Why you want

to spoil my party?

You went too far today.

Half the people on this base

saw you at the beach.

Oh, jesus christ.

Brigitte bardot strips

for millions, she's a goddess.

I sunbathe topless

and I'm a scandal.

You're not brigitte

bardot, remember?

What's the matter?

I don't make you happy?

Come on, have a drink.

You'll feel better.

I'd feel better

if I didn't have to worry

about you screwing around.

I've been good

for two years.

That's not

what it seemed like

this afternoon.

I've got a severe

radiation leak on site.

The colonel is

looking for any excuse

to discredit me.

Ooh.

I sure gave him two good ones

today, didn't I?

Well, yes, you did.

Where are the children?

At the cinema, mi amore.

Well, pack up your

old kit bag, pal.

You're alabamy bound.

Don't worry about it, bob.

I'm tired of paradise.

You know, this transfer

didn't come out of nowhere.

Anawalt was not happy

you filed that report

with the a.E.C.

Neither was I,

but so it goes

in this man's army.

Uh, carly's from somewhere

down south, isn't she?

Yes. Virginia.

Well, maybe she'd be

a little happier

closer to home.

She ran away from home, bob.

She likes paradise.

Mom will never make it.

Oh, yes,

of course she will.

It's her, daddy.

Well?

What do you think?

of course you'll make new

friends, honey. You always do.

As soon as we get there,

we'll go looking...

For the most beautiful

southern belle doll.

Maybe we'll find

a scarlet o'hara.

She's too old for dolls.

I am not.

Not everybody spends

every waking minute

buried in a book.

It's good to read.

Alex might just

wind up a famous writer

like her aunt gail.

She's not famous.

She writes obituaries

for her church bulletin.

you know, I got a good feeling

about fort matthews.

I think we're going

to be very happy here.

'cause I'm goin' to alabama

with a banjo on my knee

I don't think

I've got the words right.

camptown ladies

sing this song

do dah do dah

camptown race track's

five miles long

oh do dah day

g'wine to run all night

g'wine to run all day

bet my money

on a bobtailed nag

Come on, girls.

oh, the do dah day

No, not "all the do dah day."

it's "somebody bet on the bay."

g'wine to run all night

g'wine to run all day

bet my money on a bobtail nag

somebody bet on the bay

Come on, girls.

I wished I was

in the land of cotton

old times there

are not forgotten

look away, look away

look away

dixieland

I wished I was in dixie

away

The ball was

out of bounds.

I'll get it.

I said come in here right now.

God, what a dump.

Is this the best

we could do?

We have lived in worse,

and your mother has always

made it your home.

oh, they had cats.

We'll have this place

in "a" number one condition...

In no time at all.

Our own furniture

is not even gonna be here

for six weeks, hank.

What are we supposed

to do in the mean time?

Mom, why don't you come

and help us make the beds?

no, you girls do it, okay?

You make the beds.

First dibs on beds.

It's yours.

Look at this, hank.

It's all clawed to bits,

like a-

People live like animals

and then they just leave

their sh*t behind them...

For everybody else

to take care of.

Honey, you're tired.

You're exhausted.

Why don't you lie down?

In what? In a litter box

like some stray cat?

It's starting again.

I'm not gonna live here, hank!

I hate this place!

Carly, cut it out.

You're a big girl. This

isn't the end of the world.

No, it's just the same goddamn

world we had in washington,

Only it's worse.

Look, everything that was

on the right is on the left.

Right and left

and right and left

and right and left!

Only it's worse

and we're all ten years older!

These rooms are smaller!

Get me out of here!

Carly, it's okay.

We were okay in germany.

We were okay in washington.

We're gonna be okay

in alabama.

Don't talk to me so carefully.

I hate it when you

talk to me like this.

Stop it right now!

Stop it!

No!

No, I'm not

gonna live here!

I won't live

in this fleabag!

Carly!

Carly!

Where the hell

are you going?

Carly!

Get out of the jeep.

- God damn you!

I hate you!

- Carly!

I hate you. I hate you.

Well.

May I help you?

Eighteen years

of shitboxes and...

Packing and moving and...

New neighbors

and ugly bases and...

Now this cat piss.

Have you seen that place?

Are you okay, dear?

You get out of here!

Don't worry about it.

I'll handle this.

- I hope so.

- Get him out of here.

Carly.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

- Don't you touch me.

- I wouldn't let

anybody hurt you.

I can see it.

I can see that radiation

just coming off of you.

No. No, you get your goddamn

contaminated hands off me.

Carly, do you trust me?

Do you think I know you?

Do you? Hmm?

Well, listen to me then.

You have nothing

to be afraid of.

Do you want to go home?

Hmm?

So, come on.

Let's go home.

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