Follow the Fleet Page #3

Mr. Smith was just leaving.

He has to be back on ship by 12.

I can't stay. I have an engagement,

but tell Sherry I dropped in.

Good night, dear.

Good night, Mr. Smith.

Good night.

I wish you didn't have to leave, Bilge,

but maybe you'd better.

Yeah, I guess so.

If you're still here tomorrow night,

will I see you?

Will you.

-Tell the admiral not to go away.

-I'll do that. Good night, baby.

Good night.

Mr. Smith.

Hello.

I'm going that way anyway, so I thought

I might drop you off at the dock.

Thanks, that'll help me out a lot.

I'll be up to get you the first thing in the

morning and we'll go see Nolan together.

-Here.

-Thanks.

Can't you come up for a while?

I'm sorry, Sherry. I've only got a minute.

I've got to be back onboard by 12:00.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Haven't you got a home?

Turn in all liberty cards.

All liberty has been cancelled.

We have immediate sailing orders.

Turn in all liberty cards.

All liberty has been cancelled.

We have immediate sailing orders.

Sailing orders? Listen,

I've got to get ashore.

-I've started something I've got to finish.

-Yeah?

Maybe you're lucky we're sailing.

Put it in.

I've got to go to bed, Connie.

I can't keep my eyes open any longer.

Yes, it's late.

Sherry, how much does

a chief petty officer get?

Whatever he told you,

just cut it in half.

Give me a chance. Let me talk

about Bake for a while, will you?

Excuse me, darling, you go right ahead.

Of course, he would make more as

master of his own ship, wouldn't he?

I'll bet he's by far the

best dancer in the Navy.

Yes, that's what he told me.

Who?

You're talking about Bake.

It's swell, Sherry, isn't it?

Isn't it?

-What's the matter?

-Bilge must have been right.

About what?

Well, he said they might

have to leave anytime...

...but it's sooner than I expected.

Who has to leave? What? Where?

The fleet.

The fleet?

Why, the dirty, double-crossing....

What's going on?

Dance team.

Stand clear, fellows.

Give everybody a chance to read it.

Well, where is Bake?

Professor Baker will commence

dancing class just as soon as he...

...finishes painting the mainmast.

If you'd kept your trap shut, we

wouldn't be doing this extra duty.

When you weren't back

by 2 this morning...

...I had to think up some alibi.

I told the quartermaster you stayed

with your mother who was very sick.

When the officer of the deck

asked me where my mother was...

...I said she was home in Texas.

Well, how did I know you

were going to be so dumb?

I can understand them making you do this,

but why do they have to pick on me?

What kept you out so late anyway?

A very charming young lady,

with loads of dough.

She was in show business

too, before she got married.

But her husband didn't understand her,

so the poor kid had to go to Reno.

Poor kid. I bet the chorus miss her.

She still sees them.

There's nothing snooty about her.

What about that teacher that was going

to make you captain of her ship?

She's a swell kid too,

but she's kind of serious.

She's sappy like you.

She wants to get married.

I beg your pardon.

One, two, three.

One, two, three. Try it.

One, two, three. One, two, three.

One, two, three.

Now the left arm up.

One, two, three.

Right arm around the lady's waist.

One, two, three. Now smile.

One, two, three. All right.

Let's see if you can

remember what I told you.

Now, you fellows get over there.

You're the dames.

Dames? What's the big idea?

You asked me to teach you

how to dance, didn't you?

All right then, you're dames.

You fellows are their partners.

All right, music.

Now get together.

Come on, get together, get together.

One, two, three. One, two, three.

One, two, three.

Don't be bashful. Grab them tight.

One, two, three. One, two, three.

That's better. One, two, three.

Hey, Bake, nobody will dance with me.

That's too bad.

Keep it up, fellows,

while I dance with the wallflower.

Hey!

You know, there's a difference

between dancing and wrestling.

In dancing, the main idea is to keep

your partner's shoulders off the floor.

I was taught to dance collegiate.

Oh, that's different.

Let's cut in.

Hey, Marines.

May I have the pleasure?

Dancing class dismissed!

What I can't understand, Miss Connie,

is why you want a floater.

A girl can't handle a ship herself.

No, but she may be able

to get a man to do it for her.

Well, I went over the ship

like you asked me to, and....

There's lots to be done.

It'll cost quite a bit.

Well, I've saved up

about 600 dollars.

And I'll add 400...

...which I got convoying the Navy around

the dance floor on my feet.

Even at that, I'm afraid 1000 dollars

would hardly be enough.

But I'll tell the company what nice girls...

...my old friend Captain Martin's

daughters are...

...and we'll see what we can do.

Thank you, Captain Hickey.

If you don't mind my saying so,

I think he's a very lucky young man.

Actually, Captain Hickey, I consider

this whole thing a business proposition.

Don't you believe it, Captain Hickey.

Little Red Riding Hood rides again.

I hear the old man is entertaining

a party of big shots this afternoon.

-That's the reason for the dress whites.

-Yeah.

Hey, Bake.

I just got word I passed my exams.

No kidding, Bilge!

Gee, that's swell. Congratulations.

-Thanks.

-I knew you'd make it.

I know you don't care to be taken on

a tour of inspection, Courtney.

But I'd like to have you

glance over the ship...

-...and look at our men.

-We'd love to, Captain Jones.

If it won't trouble you, Jones,

we'd enjoy it immensely.

Mr. Gilbert, my party

will look about the ship.

See that attention is sounded.

Have the band play a march.

Aye, aye, sir.

How about breaking up this sewing circle,

and getting into a jam session?

Are you ready?

-Your men are very smart, lieutenant.

-Thank you, sir.

-Mr. Gilbert.

-Yes, sir.

-Have that jazz band stop playing at once.

-Aye, aye, sir.

Silence!

Baker, are you aware the captain is

showing some guests around the ship...

...and that attention has been sounded?

I'm sorry, sir. We didn't

hear the call. We were playing.

Captain, the orchestra was playing

and none of the men heard the call.

I'm satisfied, sir, they intend

no breach of discipline.

-Thank you, Mr. Gilbert.

-Aye, aye, sir.

Captain Jones. Would you think it a

breach of discipline if I asked you...

...to let them play for us?

I do so adore American music.

Not at all.

Bugler, sound carry on.

Division dismissed.

Baker, please carry on as you intended.

Thank you, sir.

Come on, boys, as we rehearsed it.

Captain Hickey, I'm so happy.

-The great day is dawning.

-Yes, they're just outside the gate.

-They'll drop anchor tonight.

-That's not what I mean.

Nolan's back from New York.

He's giving me an audition tomorrow.

-That's marvelous! But what about Bake?

-That's all I want.

To show him I can get that job

without his magnificent management.

-And then what?

-And then...

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