For Me and My Gal Page #6

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I never discuss details

in front of the artists.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye. And thanks.

- It's here, honey. This time it's the McCoy.

- Yes, darling!

Say...

Wasn't there some kind of talk

about a wedding?

Stupid, why do you think I've been

anxious to make the Palace?

- Get dressed. We gotta celebrate.

- All right.

You can celebrate in Newark,

can't you?

I could lead a parade

in a telephone booth.

A month is a chance

to polish the act.

- Right.

- We can dig up a new song.

Yeah. What kind of a song, Harry?

Harry, what kind of a song?

Honey, what kind of...?

What's the matter?

You've been drafted.

Not yet, I'm not.

- Well, Harry, it says...

- I don't care what it says there!

Think anything's gonna stand in the way

of playing the Palace?

Oh, no. Not even a war!

I know how you feel.

After all the plans we'd had.

- What can you do?

- Plenty.

I can do plenty!

I'll beat this.

There must be somebody else

you can try.

Look, do you want

us both in jail?

I got two postponements.

Nothing I can do about the one tomorrow.

You have to take

your physical examination.

- But we open Monday.

- Now, look, I've done all I can do.

I got you the Palace.

I ain't booking the war!

Goodbye!

- Well?

- Nothing.

He says he can't do

anything about it.

I guess I'll write a letter to Danny.

Oh, yeah. Go ahead.

I'll see you later.

All right.

Harry, could I use your pen?

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

- Nothing.

- There is something.

Well, what if there is?

Nagging me won't help!

Kid, I wanna be alone.

Why don't you go back to your room?

I gotta think by myself.

- All right.

- Jo. Look, baby, I didn't mean it.

I've got the jitters, that's all.

I'm sorry.

It's all right. I understand.

- Just take a chair, please.

- Yes, ma'am.

Temporary physical disability.

He's to return in six weeks

for final classification.

Very well, doctor.

Next.

Come on, Jo! Say something.

Tell me, how do I look?

Very brave, Mr. Metcalfe.

Very brave.

- Finish this for me.

- Who's ahead?

If I don't start cheating,

I'll never get even.

- Telegram, Ms. Hayden.

- Thank you.

You don't have to cheat if you see

the moves. You missed one right here.

Hey, Jo, what is it?

What's wrong?

It's...

- It's Danny.

- Danny?

Oh, Jo.

My brother.

Relax, baby, the Palace is okay!

We're gonna kill them.

What's the matter, Jimmy?

Danny.

- Oh, not Danny.

- He's gone.

There, there, now.

Oh, darling, if I could

only make it easier for you.

You don't rate a rotten break like this.

He could have been

such a great doctor.

Great doctor.

But Danny wouldn't

want you to cry.

If he could speak to you now,

he'd tell you he was happy.

Remember, Jo,

Danny did what he wanted to do.

Harry.

What happened to your hand?

It's nothing. An accident.

I caught it in my trunk.

Don't worry, baby.

It won't keep us from playing the Palace.

It was an accident.

Jo, don't you believe me?

All right then, I did do it!

But I only did it for us.

Well, you believe that, don't you?

Oh, I feel sorry for you.

Terribly, desperately sorry.

Jo, if you'd only listen to me.

You're always acting.

But you'll never make

the big time.

Because you're small-time

in your heart.

There's only one thing

you can do for me.

Leave me alone.

I never want to see you again,

as long as I live.

Never.

But it's just stiff, that's all.

No.

It's crippled permanently.

You mean they won't take me?

Couldn't I enlist?

No, the Army won't take you.

The tendons are severed.

- It won't bother you much...

- They've gotta take me.

- You can do something.

- I'm afraid not.

Then send me to some specialist.

Doc, I gotta get it fixed.

I gotta get in the Army!

I'm sorry. There's nothing

anybody can do to help you.

Next.

Sit down.

- Hello, Harry. How are you?

- Eddie, where's Jo?

You have to tell me. Where is she?

I have to see her.

I'm going out of my mind. People cross

the street like I'm a house on fire.

Do something. Call someone.

Say I didn't know what I was doing.

Tell them I don't care

about the Palace.

Tell them I hope

it burns to the ground.

Eddie, listen, you're my friend.

You can't shut me out.

All right, I made a mistake.

I did the wrong thing.

All right, I did the worst thing

in the world.

But I know I did it.

Eddie, somebody's gotta believe me.

I wasn't trying to duck the draft.

I wanted a postponement

so Jo and I could play the Palace...

...and get married after the first matinee,

like we planned.

That's all I wanted.

Eddie, look at my hand!

You don't think I wanted that, do you?

They can't shut me out.

I owe those guys that are fighting.

Eddie.

What am I gonna do?

I don't know, kid. It's your package.

You bought it and wrapped it up.

Guess you'll just have

to untie it yourself.

- Who will be the first to buy a bond?

- I will!

- So will we!

- That's it. Step to the table.

Who wants a share of the future

of America?

Come on, folks.

Everybody can help over there.

The nicest part of being an American.

Folks, put your hands in your pockets

and be a hero.

Can I have somebody...?

Hey, Harry. How are you?

Hello, Sid. What are you doing?

Y.M.C.A.

Going to France in two weeks.

- I thought you were drafted.

- I was, but...

Got my physical exam. They said

they'd take me after women and children.

Say, Harry...

Why don't you join up

and come with us?

I'm not going over there to sing

while guys are getting their heads shot off.

- Funny, that's not the way I look at it.

- Well, I do.

You're a good performer. Those fellas

could use a song and dance, and you...

I just thought maybe you

want to go over there.

See you around

the stage door.

Come on, fellas. Everybody out.

Pile out. Pile out there.

Quiet, quiet, quiet.

We don't wanna spend our last day

on leave here.

- I wanna go to one of them...

- Not today.

- I got drinking to do.

- I'll take charge.

Fall in, everybody.

Attention! Right face!

Forward...

What?

C'est la guerre, old boy.

Oh, I see.

- Money.

- Oh, money. That's what you want.

- Johnny, got any of that special money left?

- Yes, sir. I'm loaded.

There you are, my friend.

Ah, that's fine.

There you go.

Wait a minute.

What about my change?

That goes for you too.

All right, everybody. Fall in.

Attention! Right face!

Forward march!

Mademoiselle from Armantiers,

parlez vous?

Detail, halt. Left face.

Fall out.

Now,Reuben, Reuben, I've been thinkin',

said his wifey dear.

Now that things are peaceful and calm

the boys will soon be back on the farm.

Mister Reuben started winkin'

and slowly rubbed his chin,

he pulled his chair up close to mother

and he asked her with a grin,

"H-h-h-how ya gonna keep 'em

down on the farm after they've seen Paree?"

How ya gonna keep 'em away from Broadway?

Jazzin' around and paintin' the town.

How ya gonna keep 'em away from harm?

That's the mystery.

They'll never want to see a rake a plow,

and who the heck can parley-vous a cow?

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