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Keep Your Powder Dry Page #5
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- 1945
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Why, Rand, the way
I feel right now,
I even like you.
Well, it's about time.
What do you say we
bury the hatchet?
Well, if...
If you'll just keep your
hands out of my toolkit.
I didn't...
oh, now, wait a minute, Leigh.
I was the one that borrowed
the wrench, not Val.
I tell you what,
let's go to the service club
tonight after we move our stuff,
and the drinks are on me, huh?
Ok, you're on.
Good.
Oh, Leigh, I'm sorry,
I didn't mean that.
My friends, this is a
double celebration.
Not only have 3 of us been
accepted as officer candidates,
but two of us have today
buried a hatchet.
On this auspicious occasion...
suspicious, nothing,
this is the McCoy.
The real McCoy.
Don't interrupt.
I, graduate of the
Bakers and Cooks School,
true to our motto, "Reach for a
can opener instead of a cook,"
have baked a cake.
Look at that!
Oh, you didn't.
From a friend in the jungle.
There was a time when
would be used for
cutting a throat.
But now, who cuts
the first slice?
You do it.
Go ahead.
Very well.
Notice the smooth,
glossy icing,
as a brush of a swan's wing.
Parks, where did we
put that hatchet
we buried this morning?
Not only is this cake
a thing of beauty...
a taste treat...
but it is also guaranteed
against termites.
Officer candidate Darrison,
Ann Darrison, office please.
What do you suppose
that's for?
It's probably a date.
And you're the only
married girl in the club.
Now, Ann, don't forget that
we're you're best friends.
Mmm.
Here goes 3 pounds,
and I don't care.
Gladys, this is
absolutely divine.
Same as I baked for the
colonel's birthday,
only more eggs.
I'm Candidate Darrison, sir.
I'm Captain Barclay.
Bill Barclay, not that
you care right now.
But you will, honey. You will.
That was for John.
Johnny?
What a lucky guy he is.
Well, when did you see him?
Uncle Sam sent me
home on an errand.
though, tomorrow.
How is he? How does he look?
Has he lost much weight?
Now, whoa.
I'll answer them in
the order named.
He's fine. He looks well.
Captain, does he
get my letters?
Yeah, he gets 'em.
He reads 'em.
He learns 'em by heart.
But he kind of misses
that cute little...
Throaty voice of yours,
among other things.
But I sent him a record.
I made a record...
yes, and it got
there in pieces.
He tried to patch it together,
but every time the needle
hits one of the cracks,
you sound like a bullfrog
with laryngitis.
So I've got orders.
You're to make another
one now, tonight.
And I'm gonna
take it back, ok?
Ok.
Well, uh...
Up to now I've been
working for your husband,
but I have a little
personal problem.
This is my only Saturday night
Captain, I think your
problem can be solved.
It can? Yes.
If you'd come with me,
I'd like to introduce
you to my friends.
At last, a girl with friends.
I'm sure there will
be enough for all.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I'd like you to meet
Captain Barclay, Leigh.
Hello.
Bill, this is Candidate Rand.
How do you do, sir?
I'll tell you how I
do in just a minute.
Are you happily
married, candidate?
I'm not married.
Well...
In that case, at
ease, candi-date.
Leigh, whatever happened
to Gladys and Val?
They went over to the PX,
but they'll be back.
Well, as far as I'm concerned,
Val and Gladys can
stay in the PX.
I like it here...
Just as it is now.
Ann, your husband's request,
remember?
Oh, yes, I remember.
I'm going.
Leigh, take care of this
lonely heart for me
till I get back.
I have to make a
record for Johnny.
The first one was broken.
Who knows?
Maybe Leigh and I will break a
couple of records ourselves.
Leigh, ordinarily
I would ask you
if you'd read any
good books lately.
I would draw you forth
on the subject of music,
the theater, the cinema,
the state of the nation.
But here's how it is, darling.
I have only this one
Saturday night here.
Leigh, man does not
live by K-ration alone.
There are other hungers.
Well, could I get you
some pop, captain?
Oh, lady.
Two can live as
cheaply as one.
Longest eye-blinkers
I ever saw.
Man could trip over
those and fall.
And, Johnny, I never in the
world thought I'd make it.
You know, they only take
50 out of the whole corps.
I was certain about
Leigh and Val
because, well, they're
sharp as tacks.
But I honestly
hadn't much hope.
But anyway, I'm in.
And now I've got to stay
in and be graduated
so we can both be officers,
if not gentlemen.
Well, darling,
this is about the
end of the record.
I don't know what else to say.
Except... Good-bye, darling.
Take care of yourself.
You're the best.
I'll be seeing you.
L-e-I-g-h.
I'm putting you in in pencil.
If you answer the next
question correctly,
I'll ink you in.
The $64 question?
The life and death question.
Leigh, where are we
dancing tonight?
Oh, I can't go
dancing with you.
You can't?
But you can't do this to me.
You've led me on.
You've plied me with pop.
Pop.
Come on, break your date.
I haven't got a date.
It's just that enlisted WACs
may not go out with officers.
Those happy couples
I've seen in Chattanooga
can't all be brothers
and sisters.
Well, if you've known
an officer before,
then you can get permission
from your company commander.
Well, get it, darling.
Get this ration card.
But, Bill, I didn't know
you in civilian life.
Now, wait a minute.
This is no time for
technicalities.
Aha, this is no technicality.
This is a hard and fast rule.
You mean to say that I
can't date anyone here
unless I've known
them for a long...
Well, hello, darling.
I haven't seen you in years.
Valerie, this is
Captain Bill Barclay.
Valerie Parks.
Hello, captain.
Val, my goodness, how
you have grown up.
Oh, I've filled out
a little, too.
Yes, indeedy.
Getting to look more like
Oh, really?
Some people seem to think
that I look more
like Aunt Minnie,
the one with the two heads.
Ha ha ha! Must be
a good 10 years
since I used to dandle
you on my knee.
Must be.
Course, I'm a little
behind on my dandling.
Aw.
That is, since
I've joined the army.
Ah, but I'd know you
anywhere by those eyes.
Longest eye-blinkers
I've ever seen.
Yes. I touch my toes with
Valerie, this madman is a
friend of John Darrison's.
Oh.
Parks. Let's see now.
"P." Here we are.
I'll just pencil you in.
No, no, Valerie,
I'll ink you in.
Valerie, I've tried to
explain to this man
that enlisted WACs do not, cannot,
and must not go out with officers.
Listen, Miss
Hard-And-Fast Rule,
no sabotage.
We're making plans,
my niece and I.
Oh, now, don't
pick on my friend.
Leigh is right.
Val...
And I'm inking you in.
But she forgets
that when a WAC
and an officer are
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