Born Reckless Page #2

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I go to college.

How about sending him

to noncom school?

Ah, them guys don't know nothin'.

Say, you gotta watch those things, Sarge.

You know?

Hey, what's your line, feller?

Me?

I'm in the jewelry business.

Well, how would you like to dig toils

with the latrine squad?

Well, yes and no.

What do you do?

I'm a burglar.

Hey, Sarge,

that's just the guy you're lookin' for.

Hey, Sarge, just the guy

you're lookin' for!

Hey, Sarge,

he's just the guy you're lookin' for!

Hey, Corporal,

just the guy you're lookin'for!

Attention! Attention!

All you men, get in line up there!

- Well, Frank, my boy.

- Hey, doc, you got a match?

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

And, uh, don't ever ask any of those officers

with gold bars for a match.

- They'll have you shot.

- Okay, doc.

Frank, my boy...

I came down here looking for you.

Brought your sister with me too.

What is the meaning of this?

Why aren't you at Plattsburg?

Well, I thought I'd do

better in this business as a private.

Oh, think of your family, my boy.

You belong to-

I don't wanna be a hero.

If it's ever curtains for anyone around me...

I don't wanna have

any responsibility.

I'm sorry I can't

have you along with me.

Frank, aren't you going

to speak to me?

Jo! What are you doin' down here, monkey?

Hello, UncleJim.

Oh, I want you to meet

my friend Louis Beretti.

Louis and I have decided

that we're gonna be buddies.

How do you do, young man?

How do you do?

Oh- How are you?

Jo, I want you to meet Louis too.

Louis, this is my sisterJoan.

She's a great girl, but she's kind of fond

of herself.

Pleased- Pardon me, doc.

- Pleased to meet you.

- How do you do, Mr. Beretti?

I hope Frank can bring you down to see us

whenever they let you off.

So do I.

I'm sure you'll both be captains before

it's over over there.

Well, he's made

a good start already.

- You're right, General.

- Thanks, thanks.

All these men offering

themselves to their country.

They've come from

the highways and the byways...

the machine shop and the store.

They've dropped

the plowshare for the sword.

It's upon the lives

of such men as these...

that our country must rely...

to bare their open, manly breasts...

to the beast that is ravishing

the motherland.

Somebody swiped my watch!

All right, pick up your bags.

Hold up your heads!

Pull in your chins and your bellies!

Squads, right!

Ho!

One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!

I told 'em I was a burglar.

- Look what they give me.

- Hut, two, three, four.

Hut, two, three, four.

Hut, two, three, four.

Oh!

- How many times have I told you-

- Hey!

Hey, you lop-eared,

screw-eyed sons of-

Oh, excuse me, Father.

I didn't know you was the umpire.

Hey, why don't youse guys make home plate

that manure pile and bat the other way?

- Do you wanna kill somebody?

- Aw, go wash your face!

- Come on!

- Let's beat it!

- What is it, a German?

- Here.

You mule-eared, dog-faced...

son of a pop-eyed-

That general can swear

as good as I can.

Big Shot just sent us over

another bunch of cigarettes from home.

I guess he must've been

robbing a warehouse.

Well, I hope they don't catch him

before the war's over.

Oh, uh...

you heard from your sister lately?

Yeah.

She sent me this.

Nice fit, isn't it?

Yeah. Well, I got a postal card

from her myself.

Hey, you've told me about that postal card

about 50 times.

Why don't you have it

framed or something?

I think maybe I will.

Yeah, and hang it on the fireplace

under your crossed "spoys. "

Your spoys.

You know, your spoys.

- Spoys.

- Oh!

- You mean my spoys?

- Yeah, that's it.

I think I'll-Well, well!

Hello, Cheri, old girl.

How are ya?

- Bonjour, monsieur.

- Bonjour.

Hey, Cheri, get a load of that.

Papa!

"Papa, sugar. " Say, listen.

I'll tell you what I want you to do.

I want you to get me three or four bottles

of your best grape.

You know, grape.

Grape. Look.

- See?

- Moi?

Flatterer.

Nice girl, full of good, clean fun.

Come on.

Let's have the wine, huh, baby? Come on.

- Come on?

- Yeah, come on. Get it.

Huh? No, look, look.

Wine, wine. Grape.

You know, look.

Mmm!

- She don't need Papa now.

- Marie?

M- Oh!

Hey, I thought you was a sergeant.

Where's your stripes?

Who handed me that bat?

Get a load of that.

See that?

- Ooh!

- There.

Yeah, see?

Now, listen.

You, me-

- Huh?

- For that?

- Yeah.

- Oh, no, no.

Hey, come, come.

- Come, come.

- Oh.

That's the price in Bar-le-Duc.

Say, wait a minute.

There.

Now, how about that?

No.

- No?

- Non.

Oh, baby, you're tough.

- There.

- Ooh!

Those are Paris prices, baby.

C'est trs cher.

Share it with me, little froggie.

Come here, baby.

Oh, Sherman was wrong.

Come on! Let's go!

Louis Beretti reporting, sir.

- Hello, Beretti. How are ya?

- Hello there, O'Brien.

- Glad to see you.

- Judge.

You oughta remember Louis Beretti.

You know, that jewelry job.

You oughta remember what that red,

white and blue whiskey did for you.

Sure. Cut out your kiddin', Bill.

Glad to see you, Beretti.

- Glad to see you, Judge.

- But wasn't there three of you?

- Yeah.

- The red, white and blue.

I'm reporting

for Gibbons and Donley too.

What became of Gibbons?

On the Rhine.

Army of Occupation.

And Donley?

Bumped off in the Argonne.

The spirit of patriotism, Beretti.

The spirit of patriotism.

- When you were standing in the mud of Flanders-

- In the Argonne.

Of the Argonne,

we were beside you...

trudging forward step by step...

while you vanquished a stubborn foe.

Oh!

Were you there too, Judge?

In spirit only.

In spirit.

Anyway, I'm glad you're back

and squared your account...

and I hope you'll

always keep it that way.

Yeah, well, I'm, uh,

I'm goin' into business now myself.

- Jewelry?

- No, no, no. Something respectable.

- Splendid!

- Oh, uh-

Oh, Judge, I, uh-

You-

Hey, get these guys back, will ya?

- You're all right, Louis.

- Sure.

- Back in your old neighborhood.

- Hello there, Mike.

- How are ya? How's the veterinary?

- Great.

Hello, Joe. How are ya?

How's Big Kate?

Same as ever, and some cook.

- Hey, Judge, you, uh-you know Donley?

- Yes.

Well, uh, you know,

he didn't have no folks, see?

And he was kind of dragged up in

an orphanage and that kind of stuff.

And, well, I was with him

in the hospital...

before, uh- before he bumped off.

He said,

"Louis, give these to Cardigan. "

Luigi. Luigi.

- Papa.

- Luigi.

Hey, Ma.

Look, I brought you some flowers.

Oh, by Garibaldi...

what a fine soldier he is, eh?

Look, Mama. Look. See?

What I tell you?

Don't I tell you Luigi win the war?

Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute, Pop.

I didn't win the whole war.

There was a couple

of other guys fightin'.

Listen to him, Mama.

Just like his papa.

Luigi, a fight, she never stop...

until a Beretti steps in.

Hey, Pop, wait a minute.

Look what I brought you.

- For me, huh?

- Nothin' else.

Oh.

Hey, Ma, where's Rosa?

- Louis.

- Rosina!

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