Christmas Holiday

You are now about to become officers

in the Army of the United States.

Some of you will serve in one way,

some in another.

Some by living

some by dying.

But you're all at the beginning of the

greatest moment of your lives.

Congratulations

and good luck to you.

Officers will now step forward

for their commission.

Right face.

Forward march.

Lieutenant Tyler.

Lieutenant Mason.

Attention!

At ease men, at ease.

That's the way it is, Charley,

every outfit has at least one

practical joker.

Look, when we get to New York,

no tricks, huh, Steve?

Oh, don't worry about that.

Ten days of fun, no tricks and no sleep.

When do you get to 'Frisco, Charley?

I get to San Francisco tomorrow morning.

Oh, pardon me. I forgot. San Francisco.

Well, Merry Christmas to you, Charley,

if I don't see you again.

And I'll see you on the

New York train ride, Jerry.

Right, Steve.

Hey, Jerry...

Have I shown you this ring?

Seems to me, you have. Seventeen times

until I stopped counting,

as a matter of fact.

Do you think she'll like it?

Oh, I wouldn't be surprised.

They generally do like a wedding ring

when they're getting married.

Want me to ask you again

when it's going to be?

Day after tomorrow, high noon, St. Thomas' Ferry.

That way we can spend a week in Coronado

with New Year's Eve and New Year's day

and I can still get back here in time.

We'll all be shipping out as soon as

we get back from our leaves.

That's what everybody says.

That's why Mona and I decided...

Lieutenant Mason?

Yes.

Oh, thank you.

That's why we decided to get married

right away, Mona and I.

We wanted to make it

tomorrow, Christmas Day,

but that may have been cutting

plane connections a bit too fine.

This way with the extra day...

JUST MARRIED FRANK FABIAN.

PLEASE FORGIVE ME

AND WISH ME HAPPINESS

BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT I

WISH YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART.

ALWAYS, MONA.

What's the matter?

What are you going to do?

First thing, of course, we better cancel

your plane reservations.

There'd be no sense in your

making that long trip.

No, I...

I'm going to San Francisco all the same.

They're not going to get away with this.

Charley, why don't you come

to New York with me?

We'd have a wonderful time.

We could run up to Lake Placid

for New Year's.

You said yourself you've never really

seen snow.

There'd be skiing, the bobsled run.

I want to see you on snowshoes.

They look simple at first but...

Oh, Charley...

If a girl is capable of a thing

like this,

it's better to find out about now

than later on.

Forget it.

Sure.

It's happened.

That's all there is to it.

You're not going to make

a fool of yourself just because this...

I've been made a fool of.

As a favor to me, Charley,

we've become pretty good pals,

don't go back, please.

You better hurry if you're going

to get that early train.

Well, I suppose you know

what you're doing.

That's right.

So long and have

a good time in New York.

Jerry, let's get going.

Right away.

Merry Christmas, Jerry.

Thanks.

Louise, we're going to have to

go to our alternate airport

at Harding Field, New Orleans.

We're going to make an alternate landing

right outside of New Orleans.

Nothing wrong, just unfavorable

weather ahead.

Fasten your safety belts, please.

Please fasten your safety belts.

Your attention, please,

We've got a bus outside and we're

taking you to

the Hotel Samarkand for the night.

We hope we can resume the flight

in the morning.

Can't we go on by train if we want to?

I don't think there's a chance. They're

sold out weeks in advance.

Ladies and gentlemen, you all have your

room numbers.

I'll call you as soon as

I know anything.

I hope we can get out soon.

We'll let you know as soon as

the weather changes. Good night.

Beg your pardon, lieutenant.

Yeah?

I'm Simon Fenimore of the

Evening Inquirer.

You're one of the parties that made

the emergency landing, aren't you?

Yeah.

-Anything happen?

No.

-Nobody hurt?

No.

-I was afraid of that.

Lieutenant Mason?

-Yeah.

We're putting you in 1012.

Follow me.

If my paper calls up, I'll be

in the bar.

Right, Mr. Fenimore.

Thanks. Would you send me up

a sandwich and a bottle of beer?

Room service on Christmas Eve?

They'll probably fix you a sandwich

in the bar.

Merry Christmas, lieutenant.

-Thanks.

What's the matter, lieutenant? Christmas

kind of getting you down?

Yeah, I know how it is.

Christmas is only for kids.

It's not for us.

You mind if I sit down?

If you don't mind.

You'd rather I didn't. How about

a drink or something?

No thanks.

-You're the doctor.

The way I look at it is,

the one thing you don't drink, you could

drink, you never get even from then on.

You get it?

Steve.

Yes, Mr. Fenimore.

-Double scotch, straight.

Sure you won't change your mind,

lieutenant?

Just a plain, old fashioned

chatterbox, aren't you?

Look, I don't want to seem

rude, Mr., uh...

Fenimore, Simon Fenimore.

Look, I'll leave as soon as

I finish my drink.

Thanks, Steve.

Toast, lieutenant.

A Merry Christmas.

Oh, wrong toast, eh?

Look, you can't fool your uncle,

Simon Fenimore.

Something's wrong.Something's on your

mind. What is it? Fess up.

I'll bet you I can tell you.

You figured on being in San Francisco

bright and early

Christmas morning and here you are,

trapped like a rat in New Orleans.

Well, I had something planned.

I thought so. Well, it's a pretty tough

nut to crack.

Planes are all grounded, trains won't

do you any good and you're

too big for me to carry piggy-back.

Wait a minute, I've got it.

You don't think so?

Well, frankly...

Well, maybe I can't fix it myself

but if anyone can fix it,

I know the one who can

and we're going there tonight.

What are you talking about?

-The Maison Lafitte.

Valerie De Merode. She's the greatest

fixer south of Chicago.

Come on.

I don't get it. What? Where?

Like I was telling you...

The Maison Lafitte.

It's uh...

Let's face it. It's kind of a joint.

A little way out of town.

I'm the, uh, public relations counsel.

Press agent.

The airplane people told me

they'd call me the minute

they had any news.

We can leave word at the desk

where you've gone.

You think that's safe?

-Why, of course.

Besides, what have you got to lose?

Believe me, they don't roll second

lieutenants at the Maison Lafitte.

They don't generally have more

than a couple of bucks on them

and a picture of a sweater girl.

Come on.

Wait here, lieutenant,

I'll try to find Valerie.

Spring will be a little late this year,

a little late arriving

in my lonely world over here.

For you have left me,

and where is our April of old?

You have left me

and winter continues cold,

as if to say Spring will be

a little slow to start

a little slow reviving

music it made in my heart.

Yes time heals all things

so I needn't cling to this fear

It's merely that Spring will be

a little late this year.

Jackie, come here.

He's over there, Valerie. I wish you'd

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