Go for Broke! Page #4

Here! Here!

Kawaquichi.

Signore, signorina,

l'amore, l'amore.

You like-a vino, Joe?

Ah, no, he no for sale.

Tre litre.

Three bottles, Joe.

Not for nothin'.

Quattro, cinque,

sei, sette, otto, Joe.

Waste time.

Come on, paisan.

Fame.

Fame.

Hungry. Hungry.

Okay, plenty meat on her.

No eat. No eat.

Oh, no, no.

Signore, signorina.

Papa. Mama.

Bambino.

Uno, due, tre, quattro.

Ohh.

Paisan, him kind of young

for papa, no?

Si, si, si.

We wait.

Tre mesi.

Three months.

Arrivederci.

Nine bottles, ten.

No!

No, Papa.

Hey, Tommy.

Look what I got.

Lookie.

Here, help yourself.

Paisan too.

He no like cookies.

Maybe bambinos, eh?

Sure, go ahead.

Who that from, Sam?

Your mother?

Terry. Hey, remember

that town we took?

Suvereto? It was on a news

broadcast, coast to coast,

and they mentioned the 442.

No kidding?

I'm tellin' you.

And there've been newspaper

stories, lots of 'em.

The 100th is getting

the Presidential Citation

from General Mark Clark,

Sassetta, Hill 140.

Hey. Let me see that.

How you like that?

They gonna let your kid brother

leave relocation camp

and work on a farm.

Next month he gonna pick

sugar beets in Idaho.

Well, what do ya know.

He's been trying to swing

that deal for months.

Good boy.

All okay, nobody sick.

Oh, oh, excuse, Sam.

That's okay.

I'll read the rest to you.

"Honestly, Sam, you'd hardly

recognize the old homestead.

"Maybe it looks the same,

the barracks, the barbed wire,

"the MPs, but it isn't

the same anymore.

"Nothing's the same.

"Because everybody knows

what the 442 is doing.

"And what means most to me

is the change

in the kids in my class."

She teaches in camp school.

I know, I know. First grade.

"They were such sad

little people, never laughed,

"never made a sound.

"Today, I'm happy to say,

I have as noisy a classroom

as you'll find in America."

More better now, eh, kotonk?

Looks that way, Kanaka.

Plenty better now.

"I miss you so very much,

my darling.

I can't find words to tell you

how dear you are to me. How..."

Arrivederci!

How was it?

How was Rome?

I'll see you tomorrow.

I gotta go to the C.P.

and pick up my pass.

End of the line. Everybody out.

So long, Bob, see ya later.

Take it easy now.

Just wanted to let you know

we're back, sir.

Oh, good.

You're just in time.

Oh, thanks.

Sergeant, have the driver report

to the motor pool, will ya?

Yes, sir.

He's got a full tank, sir.

All set to go

with the next batch.

I was all set to go too.

Change of orders.

We're going back on the line.

That's kind of rough.

Somebody was telling me

your folks came from Rome.

A little town near there.

Oh, well, I'll get

to see it someday.

Sure you will.

Hey, we met up with some of your

folks while you were gone.

Your old outfit.

The 36th!

They passed us

on their way back.

The Texas wonders

had all they could take

so they called in the 442.

Where'd they go?

The word is they're being moved

to another theatre

of operations.

Is that straight?

Looks like you're stuck with us

for the rest of the war.

Guy gets in to fight the Japs

and winds up fightin' with 'em.

It's hot one

when you come to think of it.

Oh, I don't know.

A lot of us have parents who

were born in enemy countries.

Italian Americans,

German Americans...

That's different, sir,

and you know it.

Why?

Well, it's just...

The shape of their eyes?

Or is it the color

of their skin?

Tell the truth, sir,

wouldn't you rather be

with some other outfit?

If I knew of a better outfit,

but I don't.

Will that be all, sir?

You don't have to be so formal.

It was your idea

to go by the book.

That was a long time ago.

I'll see ya later.

How was it, lieutenant?

Great.

I hope the supply sergeant

takes good care of your pig.

Yep. I sure hope

he feeds him good

so he'll be nice and fat

when we get back off the line.

Hey, Frank, look.

Look at that.

Must be an old Roman villa.

Yeah, you can tell it's Roman

by those columns.

Rubble from another war, huh?

It's hard to believe.

Over 2000 years old.

The battles that must

have been fought around here.

Napoleon, Charlemagne, Caesar,

Alexander the Great,

all the way back

to biblical times.

More better we fight

like biblical times.

I read in the Bible.

Your army pick number one man,

enemy pick number one man,

and by big fight, two men,

one killed, war over.

I nominate Lieutenant Grayson

for our side.

No. I wouldn't know

who to root for.

It's some kind of headquarters

all right,

and it looks like they're

gettin' ready to pull out.

Yeah, with all their maps

and records.

And one machine gun's

holding us back.

A little more to the right.

Thirty yards.

Got any more?

Be right back.

Thirty yards to the right.

Can you hear me?

Yeah, officer.

Come on.

Let's take a walk.

Hey, you over there.

Not you.

You take over, Ohhara.

Keep firing that mortar.

Keep it going.

Where's that mortar?

I don't think these columns'll

be here for the next war.

How about that mortar?

Right away.

I gotta move it.

Hurry up with that mortar.

Okay. Okay.

They moved the gun.

Right. Fifty yards right.

Short. Short.

Give it another 50 yards.

Now over to the left,

just a little.

That's it! Pour it on!

Hold it!

Hold it! Cease-fire!

Let's go!

What kind of troops

are these? Chinese?

Japanese.

Didn't Hitler tell ya?

Japan surrendered and they're

fighting on our side now.

Well, it beats walking.

Maybe walking through Italy

wasn't so bad.

Didn't you get

the latest latrinogram?

We're shipping out.

Shipping out?

And so we take leave

of sunny Italy

and sail the seven seas to...

To where?

My guess is the Pacific.

You really think so, lieutenant?

Yeah, but don't worry about it.

I haven't guessed right once

since I've been in the Army.

Watch that stuff.

Sorry.

Tommy.

Oh, hello, lieutenant.

I told you to go easy

on that leg.

Plenty okay now, lieutenant.

Well, what did you leave

the hospital for?

I've been still, lieutenant.

Three weeks. Long time, sir.

Don't you realize

officially you're AWOL?

I don't know whether

to put you in for a Silver Star

or have you court-martialed.

Gotta leave hospital, sir.

Big rumor, 442 going Pacific.

Me plenty sad sack

get left behind, huh?

Sir, maybe we still

gonna fight Japan.

You think so, maybe?

No, Tommy.

It's definitely France.

Bad cough.

I catch him in a hospital.

More better now. Sea air good.

Well, goodbye, lieutenant.

Goodbye, Tommy.

You are about to play

a personal part

in pushing the Germans

out of France.

Just west of the Riviera

district in southern France

lies the port of Marseilles.

You will be fortunate indeed

if you are stationed

in this fascinating city.

However, the chances are

you will be located

in the provinces.

Rooms with private bath

are still de luxe

in provincial towns, and you

won't always have steam heat,

but there are

many compensations.

For instance, your breakfast

will be brought to your bedroom

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