Buck Privates Come Home
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- 1947
- 77 min
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The victory march through Paris.
The buck privates have
fought their war and won...
...and they march in glory.
Their reward...
they're going home.
It's one of the miracles of our times...
...that this, the greatest fighting
force the world has ever known,
came into being one autumn day in 1940.
On this day, Congress passed the Draft Act,
calling the nation's youth to arms.
And the young manhood of America
answered the call.
They came millions strong
from all walks oflife.
Farmers, schoolboys and others
ofless creditable occupations.
Have I ever had the opportunity of...
...presenting such
merchandise to the public?
Feel that material. Friends,
all I'm asking for is 10 cents.
Here, I got a buck.
- The gentleman buys 10 ties.
How can he sell ties that cheap?
We ain't got no overhead. We haven't
even got a license. Feel that material.
It won't wrinkle or fade.
Fade, Smitty, fade.
What's wrong?
What's wrong? The opper-cay is here.
Uh-oh.
Uh-oh.
Come here, you.
Some were so eager to volunteer, they
actually ran to the recruiting station.
Herbie, quick, get in line.
We'll hide in the movies.
When we get in,
we'll stay a long time.
Get a couple of tickets. Okay.
These were the buck privates. They
had to be taught the arts of war.
They had to learn to become soldiers.
Get back there.
You first four, form in.
Right face.
Forward march.
Detail, halt.
Left face.
Order arms.
You four are undoubtedly
the dumbest numskulls...
I've ever had the misfortune of drilling.
Private Smith, fall out. You seem
to know what this is all about.
Take over these men.
Drill them for half an hour...
...and see if you can
sweat some sense into them.
I'm exhausted. The rest
of you men, follow me.
Forward march. Put my gun
in the tent. Count off.
One, two, three, four.
Bingo.
You behave yourself,
do you understand?
I won't warn you again.
Get your chins up.
Get your chest out.
Throw out your chest.
Get your chest out.
Throw it out.
I'm not through with it yet. Quiet.
Right shoulder arms.
Come on. Pick it up.
I thought I had it.
Pick it up. Come on.
Snap into it. All right.
Big man now? Big captain? Quiet.
Order arms. I'll have a cap pistol.
You keep quiet.
I won't warn you again.
All right, all right. Pick
on somebody else. Quiet.
Right shoulder arms.
I said right shoulder.
That's your left shoulder.
I'm left-handed.
Get it over.
It feels better over here. Get it over there.
What a...
Get it over there.
Left shoulder arms.
Right shoulder arms.
Why don't you make up
your mind? Get back there.
Right shoulder arms. Left
shoulder arms. Quiet..
Do as you're told.
Order arms.
Right shoulder arms. Left
shoulder arms. Quiet..
Present arms.
C'mon, I don't want it.
I don't want it.
Do you want it? Put it up there. Get it up.
Get it up.
Right face.
Come on. Come on.
Left face.
Turn with the rest of'em. The guy hit me.
Turn with the rest of'em. Pick it up.
Right face.
Right face.
Forward march.
Halt. Halt.
Where are you going? I don't know.
You don't know? Well,
find out. Now, get with it.
What time is it?
None of your business.
About face.
Forward march.
Hi, fellas.
Halt. Halt.
You guys are going the wrong
way. Will you get in line?
I don't know. You got me in
this mess. Get a load of this.
Right face. Forward march. Halt.
Right face. Forward march. Halt.
Right face.
Forward march.
Halt.
Left face.
Ahhh, gently.
Right face.
Right face.
Whew. Boy, what a time
we had with them three.
Yeah.
Forward march.
Even now, with the victory long since won,
it's hard to believe that these...
...precision-like columns
marching homeward...
...were the awkward, raw recruits
We're goin'home we're goin'home
Every son of a gun of a one
of us knows we're goin' home
No more uniforms to wear
no more sergeants in our hair
No peeling a spud or hikin'
in mud we left that over there
We're goin' home we're goin' home
And our second lieutenant is
out of a job hooray, hooray
then go back to sleep again
Because we're goin' home
We're on our way we're on our way
Every son of a gun of a one
of us knows we're on our way
Oh, I'd like to dance a jig
no more ditches do we dig
No makin' a slip or shootin'
your lip and landin' in the brig
We're goin' home we're goin' home
Oh, we'll never be missed and we
don't give a hip-hooray, hooray
Left, right, left, right. Left, right,
left, right. Left, right, left, right.
Left, right, left, right.
Left... halt.
About face.
Wait a minute.
What are you talking about?
I don't know.
Forward... march.
Left, right, left, right. Left,
right, left, right. Left, right...
What's the matter with you, Brown? Halt.
About face.
Come here.
If I gotta die of old age in this man's army,
left foot from your right.
much good, Sergeant.
None of your lip. Carry on. Honest.
Forward march. Left, right, left,
right. Left, right, left, right.
Left...
Collins.
Yes, sir.
Get the men to their quarters. The
colonel's ordered a shakedown inspection.
Too many men have been
bringing in illegal souvenirs.
Very well, sir. See that every duffel
bag is ready for a thorough search.
I understand, sir.
Hey, you guys, duck everything that's hot.
The captain's coming for inspection.
Don't they know the war's over?
Don't push, Slicker.
All right. Stop worrying.
I gotta get this bag outta here.
Just get rid of the contraband.
I still gotta get this bag out.
What have you got in that bag?
What have you got in that bag?
Just stuff, any kind of stuff.
You have got contraband,
haven't you? Contraband?
Speak up. Tell me the truth. Whew, yeah.
I thought so. Show it to me. All right.
This German booby trap.
They'll think that's a camera. Wait
a minute. Has that been 'demined'?
Has it been what?
You know, disconnected?
Oh, don't worry, Slicker. Nothin'
ever happens when you do this.
when you do this. Oh.
But never, never,
never... do that.
That's what sets off the bomb. I see.
It's a time bomb.
Get rid of it.
You can have it.
I don't want it.
I don't want it.
Oh, no, no, no.
Get rid of it.
Look out.
You won't hear it now if it
goes off. Neither will you.
Get out, everybody. Wait
a minute. Not you, not you.
Here, put this here. Get
rid of it. No, no, Slicker.
Hold it. Go ahead, get rid of it.
What are you gonna do?
Not in there.
Ka-boom.
Out the porthole.
Out the porthole. Get out
of there. Out the porthole.
You mean the window.
Get over there.
Get it out..
Hello, Slicker.
Evey.
How did you...
Oh, I told Herbie not to...
Duck. Duck quick.
Hurry up, get in there.
Duck.
Herbie..
Herbie. Herbie.
Herbie.
Herbie.. Herbie..
Wow, am I glad I got that window open.
Why didn't you throw it
overboard when you were outside?
You told me to throw it out the window
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