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this picture to prove it.

That headless wonder could

be anyone. Very clever fake.

Why are you so sure I'm

faking it? First of all,

no sane man would give up a $100,000-a-year

job to be a $21-a-month sailor.

Second, his disappearance

was a publicity stunt.

Third, you've been trying to get

a staff assignment for six months.

Good day, Miss Roberts.

Mr. Travers, I'll get you

a picture of Russ Raymond.

I'll prove that

he's Tommy Halstead,

and that he has

enlisted in the navy.

Okay, go ahead. And I'll double the

circulation of this magazine overnight.

You get me enough pictures

for a four-page layout...

showing Raymond

as a rookie sailor,

and I'll make

magazine history.

Oh, the Andrews Sisters.

Drive through.

Say, I thought there were three

girls in a trio. There are.

Something's wrong.

That trio's a foursome.

How long have you been

handling publicity for the navy?

Just a short while,

Miss Andrews.

I only volunteer my services

when it's... vital.

Men, when you came here

eight weeks ago...

you only looked like sailors.

Now, you are sailors.

You've worked hard

and you've learned fast.

You've had to learn fast

because these are perilous times.

Today, more than ever

before in our history,

130 million Americans

depend upon the vigilance...

of the United States Navy

to patrol our two oceans...

and to guard us

from any and all enemies.

You men, the enlisted

personnel, are the navy,

the backbone of the fleet.

Remember what

you stand for.

Good luck, good voyage,

and keep your ship afloat.

The ship's are all shined up

The brass is aglow

The fleet is all lined up

and rarin' to go

The weatherman dreamed up

a sky full of red

The boilers are steamed up

so full speed ahead

You're off to see the world

You're off to find out

just what makes it tick

You're gonna have a look

at all of the oceans

And earn your promotions

but quick

You're off to see the world

Before you get back

into port again

They want to prove to you

the beans and the gravy

They serve in the navy

make men

Up anchor

Hit the deck, you gobs

You're on your way

Though we can't say

which way you may go

To Rio or Rome

Nice or Nome

Labrador, Singapore

and back to San Diego

You're putting out to sea

To see what kind of sailors

you can be

But, sailor, you can bet

wherever you're sent

You're bent for adventure

So while there's still

a world left to see

You're off to sea

to see the world

We're off to see the world

We wanna find out

just what makes it tick

We're gonna have a look

at all of the oceans

And earn our promotions

but quick

We're off to see the world

Before we get back

into port again

We want to prove to you

the beans and the gravy

They serve in the navy

make men

Up anchor

Hit the deck, you gobs

You're on your way

Though we can't say

which way you may go

To Rio or Rome

Nice or Nome

Labrador, Singapore

and back to San Diego

We're putting out to sea

To see what kind of sailors

we can be

But, sailor, you can bet

wherever you're sent

You're bent for adventure

So while there's still

a world left to see

We're off to sea

to see the world

So long, good-bye, sailor

See you again

'Cause you're off to see the world

and see what makes it tick

And earn your promotions

but do it quick

So long, but not forever

Good-bye

We'll see you again

when you put back into port

So long

Bon voyage to you

'Cause you're off

to see the world

Miss Roberts?

Yes?

Do you know Pomeroy?

Pomeroy?

Pomeroy Watson,

the best sailor in the navy.

He's tall, dark, and then some.

That's what he says

in his letters.

He's living for the moment

when he can crush me in his arms.

And you've never seen him? Not yet.

Oh, there he is,

over there by the cannon.

Is that for me?

Go on and surprise him.

I'm sure he'd love it.

Do you think so?

I'm sure of it.

Of course he would. Go on,

throw your arms around him.

Oh, boy!

Come on, Max.

Honey,

here's your dream gal.

Look who's here!

The Andrews!

Of all people.

What are you doing here?

Hello, LaVerne.

Aren't we surprised?

Am I surprised!

Excuse me a minute.

Looking for somebody?

Yes, I need a convoy.

What's the matter, sailor?

What's wrong?

Well... You found my purse.

Thanks for returning it.

Come on, you boob, give the

lady her purse. Certainly, Chief.

I believe this was in it.

Too bad the light got to it.

You must come up sometime

and see my candid camera shots.

Sorry I had to run away

like that, girls.

We're the ones that are sorry, Russ.

It was a frame-up.

You're right. What are

you girls doing in the navy?

- She's getting in for a sailor.

- Yeah?

Yeah. Do you know a hunk of stuff

by the name of Pomeroy Watson?

Pomeroy Watson?

Uh-huh.

Yeah, Pomeroy.

Give way, fast!

Fast as you can.

There he is, right over there,

in charge of those men.

I might have known he'd be

in charge of something.

He's a big man around here.

I never heard of

such a thing before.

Is he standing in a hole?

Hey, Pomey!

Huh?

There's Patty and the girls.

Well, every sailor

can't be a Charles Boyer.

Now men, I want you guys to pay

more attention to my commands!

Now, every one of youse,

up oars!

That's enough.

What happened? What happened?

It's mutiny, that's what it is.

Put 'em down! Put 'em down!

Put 'em down. Don't forget it.

All I said was, "up oars. "

Now that's the camel

that broke the straw's back!

Put 'em down!

Put 'em down!

Put 'em down.

This is mutiny,

that's what it is.

I'll put you on the brig,

on bread and water for 30 days.

All you of guys!

No more noise from anybody!

Give way, fast! Faster.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, pick up sticks.

Faster! Faster! Come on.

Faster! Much faster.

Much... Stop the boat.

Stop.

That's enough. That's enough.

Stop the boat.

S- S-Stop the boat.

Stop the boat!

Stop the boat!

That's enough!

What's the matter?

I'm gettin' seasick.

Ohhh. Ohhh.

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

Give him a break, Chief.

He's trying to impress his girl.

Sailor, that's not

what the navy's for.

I hope that petty officer

don't get wise to this.

What do I care about

the petty officer?

I've got no use

for a petty officer.

So, I see!

And I don't like pastry cooks...

who try to pretend

that they're sailors.

I was only...

Only trying to be a big shot.

Suppose you get back to the galley and

order some of those biscuits into the oven.

Not until I get ready.

I'm ready.

Hello.

Pomeroy Watson!

The big shot turns out to be

a blank cartridge. Why, Patty...

Oh, come on, girls.

Hey, baker, I thought I sent you

back to the galley. Well, I...

Quiet! By the way, where's that money

you took away from me on the street?

I wasn't gonna

keep that money.

I was gonna give it to you.

I was only looking for you.

Hello, Pomey, old boy.

You shut up!

The whole darn thing is

your fault. Now don't...

You told me to write to that girl

and tell her I was 6'2".

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