Keep Your Powder Dry Page #5

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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

a knife around here

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,

the tender golden cake light

as a brush of a swan's wing.

Parks, where did we

put that hatchet

we buried this morning?

It could happen to anybody.

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.

I wonder if it could be...

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?

Oh, about 3 weeks ago.

Uncle Sam sent me

home on an errand.

I'm going right back,

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.

But I forgot to weigh him.

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

in these United States.

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

your father every day.

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

them 10 times every morning.

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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