M*A*S*H Page #10
- TV-PG
- Year:
- 1972
- 25 min
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TIME LAPSE:
EXT. MASH COMPOUND – DAY
Trapper, Hawkeye and Duke emerge from the hospital in
fatigues. Some enlisted men are tossing a football around.
One of them makes a wild throw and the ball rolls to a stop
at Trapper's feet. He stops to look at it and the other two
halt with him. Then very slowly, Trapper leans over and picks
up the ball, waving Hawkeye downfield.
Hawkeye complies unquestioningly and when he is about thirty
yards away, Trapper whips a perfect pass into his arms.
Hawkeye just stands where he is, holding the ball, oblivious
of the enlisted men who want it back, as Trapper and Duke
continue toward him.
Revelation jolts him with apocalyptic force.
HAWKEYE:
Jesus to Jesus and eight hands around!
Duke, did I ever tell you how I beat
Dartmouth by intercepting a pass?
DUKE:
Sixteen times.
HAWKEYE:
We didn't have a chance, little
Androscoggin College against the Big
Green, but there was this blizzard
and we held then nothing nothing
till the last twenty seconds. Then
this great passer of theirs let one
go, snow and all...
TRAPPER:
Lucky you didn't have your mouth
open or it would have gone down your
throat.
HAWKEYE:
He's Trapper John! Only man in history
who ever found fulfillment in the
ladies' can of a Boston and Maine
Railroad car! When the Conductor
caught him in there with his Winter
Carnival date, she screamed: 'He
trapped me!' What have you been doing
since those days, Trapper?
DUKE:
What does he have to do? A score
like that, a man could just live on
his reputation.
The enlisted men, increasingly concerned about their football,
are muttering mutinously to each other. Hawkeye is too carried
away about Trapper's identity to notice this till Trapper
calls it to his attention.
TRAPPER:
(to Hawkeye)
Ball.
Hawkeye looks at the football and at the enlisted men, and,
finally getting the point, throws it back to them.
TRAPPER:
(relieved to find
another subject)
What gives over there?
They look across the compound to the Shower Tent, behind
which an Army truck full of GIs has just pulled up. While
Hawkeye and Duke explain what's going on to Trapper, and the
three of them move in for a closer look, we see the visiting
GIs drop one by one from the rear of the truck, pay their
admission fees and take their places in the line leading up
to the strategically placed peep hole in the rear corner of
the tent.
DUKE:
Must be Painlees Pole Day in the
Shower Tent.
HAWKEYE:
(to Trapper)
You met him. Walt Waldowski, the
Dental Officer.
DUKE:
Nice guy, for an enamel surgeon.
TRAPPER:
What are they peeking at? Captain
Waldowski in the shower?
HAWKEYE:
Part of him. Painless is the owner
and operator of the Pride of Hamtrack.
That's where he comes from...
Hamtrack, Michigan.
DUKE:
Best equipped dentist in the whole
goddam Army. Care to have a look, a
man with your background?
HAWKEYE:
Way we hear it, the Pride is supposed
to have run up the highest lifetime
batting average ever recorded in
Wayne County.
Corporal Judson from Mississippi takes his turn at the
peephole. His speech is that of the rural southern black.
JUDSON:
Ah'd purely love to see it angry.
TIME LAPSE:
INT. OPERATING ROOM – NIGHT
Hawkeye and Duke are working on a patient about whose chances
their faces reveal extreme pessimism. The nurse in attendance
is Leslie.
Hawkeye takes the patient's blood pressure and frowns at the
reading.
HAWKEYE:
This kid looks like a loser. Maybe
we better get the bead-jiggler to
put in a fix.
DUKE:
(to Leslie)
Call Dago Red.
TIME LAPSE:
INT. OPERATING ROOM – NIGHT
Without interfering with the administration of blood and
other medical measures, Dago Red is just finishing giving
last rites to the patient.
DAGO RED:
...May God remit unto thee the pains
of the present and future life, open
to thee the gates of heaven, and
bring thee to everlasting life.
(makes the sign of
the Cross)
May Almighty God bless thee, Father,
Son and Holy Ghost.
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