Buck Privates Page #3
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1941
- 84 min
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- I do get to pick it up.
- Yeah, sure, it's your money.
- Yeah.
- Yes, yes, yes. You roll 'em again.
How much you
want to bet?
- Fade that.
- "Fade that"?
Wait a minute.
Just a minute.
- Don't get so rough.
- Wait a minute.
- Where did you get that "fade that"?
- Did I say something wrong?
- No, you said it too darn right.
- I'm sorry.
You're sorry? You're sure you
never played this game before?
All right. There you are. Go ahead.
- Same thing?
- Same thing.
- Here I go again.
- Go ahead.
Wheee.
Seven again.
I win.
- Yes, you win again. I guess it's beginner's luck.
- Yeah.
What do you
want to bet now?
- Let it ride.
- "Let it ride"? Wait a minute.
- Just a minute.
- Hmmm!
Now, don't tell me you
got that out of thin air!
I heard it
at the clubhouse.
- That's what I thought.
- I must confess.
- Come on!
- Well, there was a bunch of boys in the clubhouse
and they had lumps of sugar and they was
throwing them out. I heard the boys say that.
- But you didn't play?
- They wouldn't let me, I was too young.
- Oh, that's different.
- Starting Tuesday I'm going out with girls.
I don't blame you.
That's all right.
- Go ahead.
- Okay.
I though you'd
played the game.
- Same thing?
- Same thing.
- Wheew!
- There you are, four.
- A little Joe.
- "Little Joe"?! Now wait a minute!
- Just a minute!
- Clubhouse! Clubhouse!
"Clubhouse," yes. You learned a
lot at that clubhouse, didn't you?
Four is your number.
But don't forget,
you make that four you lose.
- Okay.
- Go ahead.
- I start?
- You start.
Uh-uh-uh-uh.
Uh-uh-uh.
- I'll be legitimate.
- Yeah, you'd better be.
Wham!
- Clubhouse.
- Um-hmm, clubhouse, eh?
- Three, you lose.
- How come?
- What'd you roll the first time?
- Four.
- What did you just roll?
- Three.
- Four and three is what?
- Seven.
Oh, you add 'em up? He didn't
say anything about adding them up.
- Go down to the clubhouse and learn that.
- That's not fair.
- We play my way now.
For a change, yes. You've
used mine long enough.
Put it all down.
You don't care, do you?
All right, watch 'em.
Here they go.
- Six
- Six is the point.
Well, boys,
watch this one.
Six again,
you lose.
- No, I win.
- What'd you roll the first time?
- Six.
- What'd you just roll?
- Six. - Six and six is 12. Craps,
boxcars, big bennies, hh-hhhh.
Whistle toots:
I'm a bad boy.
Detail, halt!
Take it easy
for a few minutes, boys.
You'll be inoculated
as soon as the jam's over.
Hey, what are we waiting for? Let's go.
- Go ahead.
- Step up, boys, pick yourself a tie.
Hey, get a load
of them, fellas.
10c each, real silk.
Won't rip or tear.
See... Uh-oh. It must be
- Put that grip away!
- Yes, sir.
- And don't sell any more ties out of that case!
- Yes, sir.
You heard what he said. Don't
sell no more ties out of that case.
- How does he expect us to make a living?
- That's easy.
Come on fellas. I've got ties. 10c each.
Next.
- I don't like this.
- Next.
Don't be scared.
Like this, it's all over.
Be brave.
Next.
Don't push,
brother.
Hi, shorty.
- Next.
- Don't be scared, I'm right behind you.
Ouch!
I hope they're not out
of style when I get out.
Here, clean 'em, press 'em, give 'em a
double dose of moth balls and throw them away.
Detail, halt!
Right face!
At ease, men.
You may rest your equipment.
I'm Captain Williams, Commanding
Officer of this company
and, men, I'm just as new
to you as you are to me.
But we all have
the same job ahead of us.
And I believe we'll find it
an interesting one.
counting on our success...
people from all
the walks of life
who are contributing to this
great national defense program
just as much
as you or I.
I refer
to the factory workers,
the farmers,
the citizens
whose taxes are paying
for this training...
the people of America.
No one expects you to be
seasoned soldiers overnight,
but we're going to do
everything we can
to help you
And I believe
if we all work together
that we'll make
K company a unit
of which any regiment
can be proud.
- Sergeant Callahan.
- Yes, sir?
- Appoint acting corporals and assign the men to tents.
- Yes, sir.
last tent on your left.
First seven men,
right face!
Next seven men... second
to last tent on your left.
I never knew you made your own bed at home.
I must have forgotten
to tell you.
Man:
Men, the new sarge!
- 21 bucks a month to be a chambermaid.
- Oh, fix it up.
Hello, boys,
I'm Collins, your Sergeant.
- Smitty, that voice is very familiar.
- Too familiar.
- I am, Sergeant.
Well...
this is going to be
more fun than I expected.
So you gentlemen are
in my section?
Not any more,
we're resigning.
- Herbie, pick up your things.
- Right.
Where are you going?
To collect
my social security.
You can't collect your social
security until you're 65.
Seeing you
I aged 35 years.
- Oh, put that down.
Put it... - Uh-oh.
- Well.
- It's a put up job. It's a frame up.
Never saw the stuff
before in all my life.
In that case, you'll
never miss this, will you?
- That'll cost you a dollar and a half.
- What?!
- Who said that? Not me.
Smitty,
I don't think
he likes me.
Not bad.
Not at all bad.
- Where did you learn to make up a bunk?
- Military school.
Why didn't you tell
the first sergeant?
You might have been made acting corporal.
You can have the whole army. By
Monday I'll be through with it.
Oh, so you're the one
they've been talking about.
- The dude with all the drag, huh?
- That's me, Sarge.
Only singing.
Hey, you with all the drag,
drag yourself over here
and see if you can show these
monkeys how to make up a bunk.
And you two
pay attention.
If you can't stand up
like a soldier,
let's see if you can
learn to sleep like one.
Sergeant, will you
tuck me in bed?
Ahhh!
Get rid
of that thing!
Throw it out!
Understand?!
Well, you heard what the
sergeant said. Throw it out.
Oooh!
Hello, Bob.
Having a little trouble?
Yeah, sort of.
You know, when you want
how would you
start a love letter?
There's only one way
to write a love letter.
Sweetheart,
my own
You don't know how
I miss you
Just thought I'd
drop a line
And let you know
I'm fine
Except I wish
you were here
I've been so blue
What I'd give
Just to kiss you
It rained
a bit tonight
But now the stars
are bright
Gee, but I wish
you were here
Each night
when lights are out
I make up dreams
about you and me
And like the fairy tales
I used to read
They all end happily
Sweetheart
My own
All:
How I long
To be with...
You
I miss you more
each day
All:
There's not much else...
To say
Except
I wish you
Were here.
Wonderful service.
I got an answer to my letter
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