G.I. Blues
- PG
- Year:
- 1960
- 104 min
- 517 Views
- Keep 'em comin'!
- This ammo's getting heavier.
- I'm gonna hand in my resignation.
- It's a steady job, isn't it?
Room and board, fresh air,
good hours. What else you want?
- Only one more month.
- Wish I was out already.
Drop that shell
and we'll all be out. Way out!
Not bad,
the first tank crew on the moon!
Let's snap it up,
we move out at 0500.
1-6, this is 1-1,
I am in position, out.
Driver, stop! Gunner, HE.
- Fire!
- On the way!
Cease fire.
Fire!
Driver, stop. Gunner, HE.
Over, right 2-0. Drop 200!
- White shack.
- Identified.
- Fire!
- On the way!
- Just like it had eyes.
- You should see me with a slingshot.
Driver, back to base.
Charlie-poppin'.
- Roger.
- Home, James, and through the park.
Sarge, anything new on Frankfurt?
It's our last night, get me a date!
- Blonde, brunette or redhead?
- Bald, as long as she wiggles.
You know it!
Jeeter, orders just came in,
I gotta talk to Cookie.
I'll see if he's at the field CP.
Pretty Boy 5,
this is Pretty Boy 1-1.
- This is Pretty Boy 5, over.
- This you, Cookie?
- What's up, pal?
- Frankfurt.
Ain't it great? I just heard. Direct.
It changes our plans for tonight.
Have to cancel out
the Ratskeller, I got other plans.
Cancel out? We were gonna
break in some new numbers!
Sorry, but there are some cute
numbers I have to break off with.
I have to say goodbye.
put us on, and then wave bye-bye!
I didn't mention waving.
Cookie's right, Tulse.
Our careers come first.
You win, I'll do my playing,
but only until 10.
Talking of Frankfurt,
I picked up some hot news.
- Get this. Marla's there.
- Marla?! In Frankfurt?
Did you hear what I just heard?
- Do I hear thunder?
- Are you blind?!
Blind? He hit it, didn't he?
- Aren't we lucky?
- What luck! What are we gonna do?
Here comes trouble.
OK, OK, chattering on the radio
and a thrown track! What happened?
- Sorry, Sarge. My fault.
- You're the driver, ain't ya?
He said sorry.
Can't this army take an apology?
He threw a track, Sarge. Tough job.
Shut up.
Should I call the Automobile Club?
- Would you do that, Sarge?
- Don't just stand there. Fix it!
The whole crew stays till it's done.
Sarge, that'll make it pretty tough
to fix that date for you.
- Yeah. Ride with me, Dynamite.
- Wait a minute!
Somebody has to make out the report.
"Somebody has to make out
the report."
Goodbye!
Dames is money in this army, Tulsa.
- Don't look at me, I'm broke.
- I'd like to be as broke as you.
Cookie! You know,
I was on that tank for four hours.
Next time
I'm putting in for General.
Not me,
you're looking at a born civilian.
When am I gonna get
that 300 you guys owe me?
Every day
it's the same question, Sarge!
I just don't happen
to have it on me. No pockets.
- Somebody grab my soap?
- I think we had it for breakfast.
Where's my soap?! Throw me my soap!
All right, all right...
- Tulsa!
- Hiya, Lizzie.
I borrowed my uncle's car.
We go for a ride later?
Sorry, we gotta play tonight.
You don't understand,
I mean here.
- But I have the car.
Keep your motor running, honey.
You're in for a treat, Sarge.
We're playing here tonight.
- Just look at that shape.
- It ain't my type. Where's Dynamite?
- Hey, Sarge.
- I see you got your pockets on.
The geld. I'll take
any part of that 300 bucks.
Sarge, you've been very patient,
so whatever we get tonight,
you get half, OK?
I'll be waiting.
- Here's Papa Mller.
- Bye, Sarge.
- Hi, Papa Mller. We're here.
- Ready for the audition.
Boys, I did not say yes,
I did not say no.
- You said "maybe".
- The "maybe" is now "no".
I can't take a chance with beginners.
But I've told you we're the hottest
combo this side of the Rhine.
This could make you famous.
You could discover The Three Blazes.
And you don't have to pay us much.
- I can afford nothing.
- We'll take it.
- What is this?
- We need practice.
If the price is nothing,
I take the chance.
- Ain't we working kinda cheap?
If we get nothing,
all McGraw gets is half of nothing.
Hiya, Sarge.
We got one of each. Take your pick.
- At ease.
- Red's my favourite colour.
Right, girls,
let's get a drink at the bar.
- Your name?
- Britta.
You're with me.
Look! Papa wants
to give us some money.
We just lost our amateur standing.
Keep playing. I'll be right back.
- You boys were very good.
- Thanks.
This is gonna help us get
our own nightclub back in America.
As long as it is in America.
Please, no competition.
- Good luck.
- Thanks, Papa.
20 marks, that's 10 bucks.
- 10 bucks added to 290 makes...
- My 300.
- Wait a minute, Sarge.
- Why?
Sure, Sarge. I just wanted to thank
you. There's every penny we owe you.
Sarge, seeing that
you did us such a big favour
by lending us the money to buy
the instruments and get started,
I am now gonna do you a big favour.
- What's this?
- It used to be a chilli parlour,
but we're turning it into
the hottest night spot in Oklahoma.
That's the lease.
Ricky, Cookie and me,
we're opening it up
as soon as we get out of the service.
And Sarge,
we wanna make you a partner.
- Why?
- Well, you're a regular fella
and why shouldn't you be
a partner in our nightclub?
- A nightclub with dames?
- A whole chorus line.
- You can pick and rehearse 'em.
- And rehearse 'em...
This will pay for your share
of the lease. See you later, partner.
- What are you doing? He's singing!
- So? I wanna hear an original.
- Turn that thing off!
- Turn Tulse off!
- I'll turn it off.
- Don't, Jeeter.
Women and children first!
MPs! Come on, Tulsa!
Come on, let's get out of here!
Papa, this'll take care
of the broken glasses.
Sorry, Papa.
Sarge, you're making a smart move.
Your signature on that paper
makes you a full-fledged
partner of the nightclub.
Hope I'm not making a mistake.
- I almost forgot. We need 300 bucks.
- 300?!
- A cheque'll do.
- You got 300 off me last night!
I'll try to explain.
Signing the lease is just part of it.
We need 600,
and you being our treasurer...
- I resign. Give me my dough back.
- Partners shouldn't quarrel.
What's that? Comin', Joe!
I didn't hear nothin'.
- See you later.
- Where you goin', Rick?
- Buttonhole the guy who saw Marla.
- Can I throw you a few leads?
You know I don't bother
with used phone numbers.
Did McGraw sign the lease?
He signed, but he wouldn't
come up with that dough.
Then what good is it?
We need 600. We only got three.
I know.
How are the fruleins in Frankfurt?
Great for me,
which makes it kinda tough on you.
I'll take my chances.
I followed you in Hawaii, didn't I?
And I wound up with
12 hula skirts in my foot locker.
Dynamite batted 1,000, almost.
That "almost" separates the men
from the boys.
And every time you went to bat
you stole home?
Turk was knocked out once.
Just once, huh, Turk?
- You mean Lili?
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