Carmen Jones Page #2

A full net of catfish!

Bail her out of that 'chute!

Who's responsible for this?

Me!

Corporal,

take custody of that prisoner.

- Prisoner?

- Interfering with the war effort.

Destroying Government property.

You heard me.

Remove the prisoner off that table.

You go for me and I'm taboo

But if you're hard to get,

I go for you...?

Give this to the judge in Masonville.

Masonville?

You know the Army

can't put civilians in jail.

Gotta leave that pleasure

to the other civilians.

But I'm off-duty.

I got a 24-hour pass.

You mean you had yourself a pass.

This is an emergency.

- Sabotage, maybe.

- But Sarge, I don't see why...

You don't go to flying school

till the morning

which leaves all night

to take care of the prisoner.

Here's the formal charges.

Judge sure to get it now.

Corporal, do your duty.

Take me to town.

Request a five-minute pass,

respectfully.

What for?

- Private reasons.

- Request not granted, respectfully.

In case you forgot the manual,

you're responsible for this prisoner

until you dump her in the lap

of the civilian authorities.

Now get going.

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Carmen's gotta stay in jail

Sit all day upon her tail

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Carmen's gotta stay in jail

Sit all day upon her tail

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Carmen's gotta stay in jail

Sit all day upon her tail

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Is going to jail,

is going to jail, hooray!?

Somethin' wrong, little gal?

He volunteered

to take Miss Jones to jail.

Long way to town.

What you figure he got in mind?

Just shows,

you can't trust no corporals.

Well, I trust Joe.

What's your rush?

The sooner we get there,

the quicker we gotta bust apart.

Cut that out.

Get over where you belong.

That's just what I'm doing.

OK, honey, accelerate me

all you want!

The harder I get bumped,

the more of me bounces.

Sugar, you ain't gonna take me

to the cooler, are ya?

I can't do you much good

once I'm in jail.

What do you say we drive to a little

place I know on the edge of town?

I'll show you more fun

than you ever had.

You're going to jail.

Dere's a cafe on the corner

Run by my friend Billy Pastor

A spot where a man takes a lady

when he wants to move faster

Guess I'll go

and say hello to Pastor

How can a lady drink alone?

How can a lady dance alone?

No lady can romance alone

I ought to have a sweetie-pie

The one I had

I gave the air to

I threw his toothbrush out the door

Now that I'm free

My heart is sighin'

I'm off the hook

and lookin' for more

Dozens of fellas telephone me

All asking me to make a date

I'm holding out

for somethin' special

But I don't know

How long I'll wait

Where will I wind up?

Who'll I be true to?

Ain't made my mind up

Waitin' for you to

What you say, brother?

What you say, boy?

Ain't it time that we got away?

Ten o'clock sharp on the corner

See that you're

right in there pitchin'

Cos I ain't the kind of a mare

that'll stand without hitchin'

Now you got your little filly

at the starting gate

Got a little filly

who is raring to go?

No, you don't.

- I just want to stretch my legs.

- Stretch them in here.

Boy, you's the roughest of rough.

Won't even give me a little break.

Sorry, you're a prisoner.

You mean to say

you're really gonna take me to jail?

You won't be in for long.

A minute's too long for me.

I can't stand being cooped up.

- An order's an order.

- Not here it ain't.

Aah!

Uh-uh.

That's no way to get to Masonville.

I'd like to see the road

that can stop this baby.

You will, sugar.

Ain't no use.

You'll only get messed up.

Careful, honey.

You'll bust your gaskets.

OK, out!

Oop!

Boy, but you's strong.

Way you pulled me up

like I was nothin'.

Bet you're a good dancer,

ain't you, honey?

Maybe we could have us a lot of fun.

Now, if you ask my advice,

you'd turn right around and go back

as far as the railroad crossing,

then along the track...

till you get to Senatobia,

which is my home town,

where the train stops for Masonville.

You're trying to trick me

and I know it.

I wouldn't do that no more.

Cross my heart.

OK, we'll do it your way.

Now get going.

And don't try nothing funny.

Believe me now?

When we get to Masonville.

Still don't trust me, huh?

Guess I'll have to work on it.

Hi, Willa.

Well, look who's home!

Carmen Jones!

Say, ain't that a brigadier-admiral

you got on your arm?

Somethin' better.

This boy's gonna be a pilot.

Really?

Let's see now. Fly boy's gotta have

something special for supper.

Well, how about

a nice roast chicken, Carmen?

Yeah. Like that.

Hi, Harry!

Hi, Carmen. We got potatoes,

beets, carrots, corn...

- And peaches right off the tree!

- Oh, peaches!

We can eat in Masonville.

Where's that train?

It ain't due till the moon's up. This

town's the last stop for the moon.

Come on, I wanna know

when that train comes in.

Not till ten.

I got time to cook you a supper

you won't ever forget.

- Thanks, Harry.

- Thank you.

Oh, wait.

This is for you, fly boy... for free.

- It's mighty kind of you, but...

- We'll accept.

Hello, Grandma.

How you feelin', honey?

- I brought a fella home for supper.

- Hi.

Grandma, somethin' wrong?

- Trouble comin' your way. Soon.

- What trouble?

Found a buzzard feather

on the doorstep.

- Buzzard feather?

- Just 'fore you come.

She's trying to keep

the bad spirits off

with that pail of water

in the moonlight.

Let the ol' buzzard

flap his wings right over me.

Till he comes down and gets me,

I got a lot of livin' to do.

Don't tell me you go for that junk.

Come on. Start the party rollin'.

Have yourself a drink

while I get supper ready.

Thanks, but I don't drink.

Boy!

If the Army was made up of

nothin' but soldiers like you,

the war wouldn't do nobody no good.

Guess that's what

I like about you, though, Joey.

You ain't like the others.

No.

You ain't like them at all.

Say, that little candy-faced gal

I seen you with at the canteen,

she your steady?

Uh-huh.

How steady?

We're getting married.

Soon as I get back to the base.

So that's why you were in a hurry

to dump me off in Masonville.

I'm right in the way of

your honeymoon.

But not for long.

- Ain't no way to get the mud off.

- It's OK.

Good thing you're getting married.

You need a gal to look after you

in the worst way.

I'll do it.

You'll only mess yourself.

Don't want to get into trouble

with them Army cops in Masonville.

You'll never get to flying school.

Bet when the war is over, you'll come

home with a chest full of medals,

and that gal... What's her name?

- Cindy Lou.

- Yeah.

She'll hand 'em out to all your kids.

Better win a lot of medals.

You and Cindy Lou'll need 'em.

One every year.

No bunch of kids for me,

not till I can take care of 'em

real good.

Got that all figured out too, huh?

I'm not going back to the farm.

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