Pin Up Girl Page #4

- Your hero went in next door, where you have to work today.

Oh! Well, I won't go in.

I'll quit first.

Dooley, you youngsters

are doing a grand job.

- I wish I could be out there with you.

- Wish you could too, Chief.

And I would be if I could

get back on active service.

Just think of me,

Chief Barney Briggs...

- lashed and battened down to a desk.

- Tough.

You know if-

Oh, why don't I shut my mouth?

Where's that stenographer?

That's you.

- Well, did you have a good time in New York?

- Couldn't have asked for better.

They gave me everything

but the sidewalks- dinners, shindigs.

- Reel in a lot of your dough?

- Oh, no.

Met a girl who works in a nightclub.

Everything free.

Mmm. Danced all night every night.

- Well, uh-

- You're lucky you didn't get back here on crutches.

Look at that!

Plastered all over the papers with women!

- Now, Chief-

- Women- I hate 'em!

I wouldn't take a second look at any of'em.

- Hello.

- Hello, Briggsey. Is my little Kewpie stepping out tonight?

Oh, uh, yes, Admiral.

I'll, uh- I'll, uh, do that, sir.

- You take my advice and keep away from them.

- Now, look, Chief-

"Dooley, Aviation Ordinance Man Second,

distinguished service.

"Casualty:
compound fracture, left leg.

Transferred to Washington special duty

and further medical examination. "

So you stopped off in New York

and danced yourself dizzy.

You know you're supposed to take care

of that bad leg? Who was she?

Beautiful! Uh, I mean, uh,

she's a musical-comedy star.

Just what I thought. She used you

to get her pictures in the paper.

She ran around with you

to cash in on your publicity.

Oh, no, Chief. You've got that all wrong.

I only saw her once.

That's once too often!

See here, Dooley!

The navy doesn't want you kids

to make fools of yourselves.

All this girl of yours wants

is notoriety.

She might even follow you

here to Washington.

You think there's a chance?

If she does, I'll have her locked up.!

I'll turn her over to the F.B. I...!

But don't you worry, Dooley.

I'll protect you.

That's my job- to see that you fellas

aren't exploited. You don't know women.

- No?

- No. You haven't been in the navy long enough.

But you can depend on me.

I know.

- Swell. Got any telephone numbers?

- I've got a book full of tel-

Wait a minute. What do you mean?

You're here on business.

The Bureau of Aeronautics wants

a report on everything you've learned...

aboutJaps and Jap tactics.

Here, this young lady will take down

your report in shorthand.

- What's your name, miss?

- Jones.

- Little late, aren't you?

- Yes, sir.

Here's my department record.

- Miss Jones, this is Mr. Dooley.

- How do you do?

You work with him to get his report out.

Use that office in there.

- Yes, sir.

- That's all.

- Now, get to work and keep your mind on it.

- Okay, Chief.

- Shall I take dictation, or would you rather-

- Hmm?

- I said, shall I take notes or-

- Do you dance?

- Not during office hours.

- Oh.

Well, there was something

about you that-

I mean, it reminded me of-

No. Couldn't be.

- I'm ready, Mr. Dooley.

- Look, I don't wanna work.

I want to go to Baltimore.

Where is it?

- I think it's over there behind the navy yard.

- Well, that's something.

I'll be a little closer to her

when I'm in my bunk.

Miss Jones,

have you ever been in love?

- Well, l-

- No, you look too sensible.

For days I've been

walking around in circles.

- I've even been talking to myself.

- You have?

That's the way you get.

I met a wonderful girl and lost her address.

That's why I have to go to Baltimore.

She's staying there someplace.

I've got to find her.

You know, the first time we met...

the first time we looked at each other...

it was just like- like coming in

with your wings flapping.

- Oh, that's beautiful.

- Oh, she's gorgeous.

She- She takes your breath away.

She makes you feel, well-

- Were you ever tattooed?

- No, but-

Well, that's just the way

she makes you feel-

like somebody's

sticking needles in you all over.

Am I boring you?

Gosh, no. Oh, no, sir.

Ah, what's the use?

I'll never find her in Baltimore.

I'd have to go around ringing doorbells.

But perhaps if she knows

you're here in the navy department...

and anxious to see her again,

she might telephone you.

- Do you think she would?

- Well, if I were in love as much as you seem to be.

Oh, I'm off my top!

Well, I'd phone you.

Oh, Miss Jones!

You've saved my life.

You're a great girl, wonderful.

I'll never forget.

Hey, can you leave your work

for a minute?

Oh. Miss Jones, Mr. Miller.

Hiya. The O.W.I.

wants you right away.

Miss Jones thinks Miss Lorraine

might call me up from Baltimore.

- Hey, suppose she does while I'm gone?

- I'll take the message.

Swell. Don't leave the phone,

not an inch. Tell her l-

Tell her I'll be right back.

Get her number. Come on.

- Have I got my fingers crossed.

- Didn't you tumble?

- Tumble? What do you mean?

- In there- that girl.

Isn't she the one we met in New York?

The "Remember Me" girl.

What are you talkin' about? That's Miss Jones.

She typewrites with her fingers.

Oh, yeah? For two girls to look that much

alike, she'd have to do it with mirrors.

If she was the same one,

what would she be doing here as a steno?

Why would she- Oh, hiya, Chief.

I thought you were working.

What's the matter? Isn't that girl all right?

- Absolutely. I got called over to the O.W.I.

- Excuse me, Chief.

That girl in there-

How long's she been working here?

- Her report card says a week. She's from out of town.

- New York?

No, she came here on government transportation

direct from Missoula, Missouri.

Highly recommended.

Don't you two try to start anything.

Oh, no, no, no. We wouldn't-

Oh!

Extension 47.

Hello, Kay?

Everything's wonderful!

I'm gonna take Mr. Dooley's report,

and he loves me. He's been trying to find me!

- Didn't he recognize you?

- No, he doesn't know I'm me.

But he loves me

ever since he first met me.

But, Lorry, what'll you do now?

You can't let him go on thinking that-

But I have to! He's crazy about

Laura Lorraine, not Laura Jones, and-

Why, yes, of course I'll give him your message.

- Good-bye.

- Who was that?

Why, Miss Lorraine.

Miss Lorraine?

Why did you let her go? Why did you-

I told her you were out of the office.

But I wasn't. I was right there.

She said she was leaving Baltimore

for Washington...

and if you wanted to,

you could meet her tonight.

- Tonight? Where?

- In front of the statue of Benjamin Franklin at 8:00.

Miss Jones, you don't know

what you're saying.

I'm the happiest guy in the world!

Wait a minute. You've gotta help me.

Where will I take her?

Every place in Washington

is packed with people.

I want to be alone with her...

someplace, if I take her in my arms,

she'll naturally cuddle up.

Maybe a carriage ride.

No, the driver hears everything you say.

- A walk in the park?

- That's worse. Too many people.

- You hear everything they say.

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