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I'm not a soldier.

What use would I be

to them?

I couldn't... kill anyone.

They couldn't make me do that,

could they, Roy?

Oh, I think it'll all be over

in a couple of weeks.

I'm not so sure.

I wouldn't worry about it.

Then suppose

England comes in.

Why, Roy,

that'd be horrible.

I never could do that.

Why, I love England.

Oh, will you shut up?

Monte, Germany's

declared war on France.

Hmm? Oh.

Oh, Roy,

how do you spell "ecstatic"?

Hmm?

Special delivery letter

for Karl Arnstedt.

What's the matter, Karl?

Someone ill?

Karl.

May I ask the Prime Minister if he has

any information he can give us today.

Our ambassador at Berlin received

his passport at 7:00 last evening.

And since 11:
00 last night,

a state of war has existed

between Germany and ourselves.

Seven?

What size? A seven and a half if you please.

I- I'm afraid it's a bit small, sir.

Move along, there. Move

along. You'll grow into it.

Present arms!

Come on there.

Come on.

Present arms!

Give it to him,

you bloody fool.

Hey, what's wrong with you?

Sleeping sickness?

Here, here. Let go of that

gun, you clinging vine.

Let go, do you hear?

God, you're enough

to turn a man's stomach.

Hey, you with

the fallen arches...

I've enlisted, Monte,

in the Royal Flying Corps.

You're a fool, Roy.

Really? How lovely.

My grandfather was in the guard

during the Revolution. Oh, he was?

Oh, Roy, you look marvelous

in uniform. Thank you.

Doesn't he?

It's ripping.

Where? Tell me, what have

you joined? The infantry?

No, the Royal Flying Corps.

Oh, of course.

And all the misery in this world

has been caused...

by and for capitalism!

Why should we fight this war?

For capitalism?

You will die!

You will die!

All your sons will die

for capitalism!

Down with capitalism!

Down with war!

Down with the anarchists.

That's right.

Get back now.

Who do you think you're shoving?

There's the man

I'd like to kiss.

What's the matter? Afraid

of a kiss? Maybe he's yeller!

Go on, you.

Go on and fight for your country.

Slacker!

Come on.

But really,

you don't understand.

I didn't mean to do anything.

Say, I'd rather marry the girl.

You'll never get

your wings that way.

Hi. How are you?

Oh, boy.

Say, listen, that first solo flight

certainly is a great thrill.

It certainly felt great.

I will.

Wonder who that is out there.

That was a fine landing.

Look at him come out of there.

Look, boys, it's Monte.

Hey, how'd it go, Monte?

Oh, great.

Well, tonight's the night, Monte. Yeah.

Say, listen, be more cheerful. You

have a treat in store meeting Helen.

Must be Friday the 13th.

Gee, I-I wonder if she'll wear

her canteen uniform.

If she does, you can count me

out. Oh, she looks stunning in it.

Who wants to be stunned?

I'm only going as a favor to you.

You and I don't like

the same kind of girls.

Hurry up, will you?

Oh, it's a waste of time

to polish these.

She'll probably step all over them

the first dance anyway.

Safer to sit it out.

Quiet little corner and a have

a chat about votes for women.

Hello there.

Hello.

Whose window

are you warbling under tonight?

Lady Randolph's Charity Ball. Wash your neck

and come along. Oh, but I haven't been invited.

That's all right. I'm on the

committee. No, I don't think I'll go.

A smart boy.

I wonder where Helen is.

She should be here by this time.

How do you do, sir?

There's she is.

Don't point. It's rude.

Oh, Helen.

Roy!

Hello.

Hello, old thing.

You're frightfully late.

I was afraid you weren't coming.

Oh, Helen, this is Monte.

How do you do?

How do you do?

Well, that's done at last.

You know, you two have been

avoiding each other for weeks.

Helen, may I have

this next dance?

What? Oh, of course.

Oh, Roy, there you are.

Good evening, Lady Randolph.

I must say, you take your duties on

my committee very lightly. I'm sorry.

Where have you been? You've

completely disarranged my program.

There are no end of things to be done.

Helen dear, you don't mind, do you?

Come along, Roy. Come at

once. I'm sorry, Helen.

Uh, Monte, would you take

this next dance with Helen?

Oh, how do you do, Monte?

How do you do? Now come along.

Well?

Ahem.

Oh. Hello, Roy.

I- I really must go and find,

uh, Jimmy Kerrigan.

He has something

most important to tell me.

I...

Who is this Jimmy Kerrigan?

Kerrigan?

I've never heard of him.

Oh.

What are you thinking of?

If you must know,

I was thinking of Monte.

Do you like him?

Yes, I like him.

He's a marvelous dancer.

Well, Monte does

all those things well.

Helen.

What?

May I?

Oh, Monte.

Oh, hello there.

Come sit down.

You having a better time

than you expected, Monte?

Marvelous. Been dancing with a

beautiful brunette, name of Eleanor.

She's perfect.

Oh, Eleanor Madden.

You don't really think

she's beautiful?

Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty,

kitty? Stop it. I'm not a cat.

Yes, you are.

Well, if I'm a kitty,

I'm a thirsty kitty.

Roy dear, will you please

get me a glass of punch?

Why, of course I will.

No, I'll go, Roy.

No, I'm the committee.

You stay here

and look after this wallflower.

But really, I...

Oh, if you'd rather not...

Well, I-I didn't mean...

Don't you like wallflowers?

I shouldn't have done that.

Oh, you're not sorry, Monte.

Awfully sorry.

I had no right to.

What if I'm glad?

But what about Roy?

Isn't that my business?

I suppose so, but...

Hush.

Compliments of the committee.

Thanks awfully, Roy.

Well, has he been

properly charming?

Me?

More than charming.

Good for you, Monte.

Taste?

She loves me.

She blisters you.

It's worth it.

Is she worth it?

Depends on who she is.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Well, thank goodness Lady Randolph's

lost sight of me for a minute.

Roy, you've been

neglecting me shamefully.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry.

You see, it's this beastly committee.

Lady Randolph

won't let me alone a minute.

Oh, Roy, there you are.

Yes, here I am.

Do you mind? Where is that list?

Would you mind finding Sir John for me?

It's about my Canteen Unit. I must have

the queen's signature. It's so important.

My dear, why don't you get into your

uniform? You look so pretty in it.

And, Monte, shouldn't you dance

with Mary Blunt?

Yes, why don't you? And, Roy.

Roy, will you find Sir John?

I want you to lead

the grand dance for me.

And really, there are so

many things you've got to do.

Yes. L-I'm terribly sorry.

Uh, back soon.

You see, those girls have been looking for

you. But, Lady Randolph, I'm supposed to...

So, you've really joined

Lady Lizzie's Canteen Unit?

Rather.

Chance of a lifetime.

We go to France in two weeks.

Two weeks?

Well, Roy says

you're sailing the 15th.

Is that so?

Bored?

Tired.

Take me home, Monte.

Home?

It's not far.

I've taken a flat in town

near Canteen Headquarters.

But, I mean, Roy will be

quite upset to find you gone.

That's what he gets

for being on committee.

But, really... Very well.

I'll find someone else.

Oh, I didn't mean to be rude.

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