See Here, Private Hargrove Page #11

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is that some soldiers

in this army are choosy

about who they go

in business with.

I got 20 bucks coming.

You can give it to me

or don't give it to me.

That's ok, too.

Is that how you feel, Burk?

Yeah, that's how I feel.

Oh, he's a sorehead.

Let him go.

Well, Esty, me lad, that

just means so much more

for the old faithful trio to

split up among themselves.

Excuse me, fellas, I

got to see a guy.

Hey, wait a minute. I'll

give you your dough.

I don't want all that.

Just give me back

what I put in.

Ok.

So long.

Well, buddy,

I guess that just leaves the

two of us in the association.

Hey, where are you going?

Ah, leave me alone.

Ok.

What am I doing?

Oh, this is the life.

Isn't this better than standing

over a hot Cannon all day?

Shut up.

You know, I don't understand

you, Private Hargrove.

Here I go and wangle us

two very important jobs.

We're practically

war correspondents,

if we were near any war

to correspond with.

We're doing responsible

work with regular hours,

and you sit there

and beef as though

I've played you some

kind of a dirty trick.

Shut up!

Ever since we've been

transferred,

you've been sitting around here,

looking like an open grave.

What's eating you? And

don't say, "shut up."

Nothing, I'm fine.

Mulvehill.

Oh, yes, sir.

Hurry up with that story

on the anti-tank gun.

Yes, sir.

Hargrove, hurry up with that

story on the anti-tank gun.

Now look, Mulvehill,

this public relations

job is no cinch,

even if everybody

does their own work.

But when I got to do

yours and mine...

well, I understand that,

but I got to learn.

Well, why couldn't you

have just told the captain

one simple, little lie?

Why did you have to tell him

that you were not

only a reporter,

but a photographer, a

rewrite man, a copy editor,

a retoucher, a...

I got carried away.

Ahem.

Hiya, sarge.

Huh. How are you, Hargrove?

Ok, sarge.

Hey, it looks kind

of empty in there.

Yup. We're moving out.

How's things over at

public relations?

How's Mulvehill?

Oh, he...

we don't see you two

guys around anymore.

Well, we didn't think we were

very popular around here.

It's tough to get

a good gun crew

so it's right on the

ball and lose two men.

We worked mighty hard

on you and Mulvehill.

Yeah.

Well, we work mighty hard

over in that office.

We've been on the job

ever since we got there.

It's all the same army, kid.

Right, now check all your

equipment on the truck.

Come on, snap into it.

Ok, sarge.

Well, so long, sarge,

and good luck to you.

Same to you, Hargrove.

Say, sarge, uh...

uh, are you going overseas?

Hmm?

Is it action?

Hmm?

Say, sarge, all the

barracks bags are loaded.

Anything else to

go on the trucks?

No, but I want you to get

right down to that train.

Well, so long, sarge,

and good luck to you.

Same to you, Hargrove.

Say, uh, sarge...

say good-bye to Burk and

Esty for me, will you?

Sure thing.

Oh, thanks.

Well, so long, sarge,

and good luck to you.

Same to you, Hargrove.

Say, sarge, I want to get back in

the battery before you pull out.

What do you say, huh?

If I can work the transfer,

can I get back in?

Are you sure you want

it that way, Hargrove?

Sure I'm sure! I belong

in that battery!

I miss the gang!

Only what worries me is

does the battery want me?

To take an official transfer,

you got to get it today.

Well, what do you say?

You're wasting valuable time.

Go to it, son.

Oh, thanks!

And you better show me

some real soldiering!

We'll have garbage

cans wherever we go!

Whatcha doing?

Huh? Oh, uh,

just writing a letter.

Oh.

Say, by the way,

did you know that the old

battery is pulling out?

Overseas.

Yeah, I heard that,

but I imagine that it's just

the same old rumor.

No, not this time. I was

just over at the barracks.

I saw cramp.

You did?

Mm-hmm.

I suppose he gave

you a big con talk

about going back

into the battery.

No, he thought this

public relations was

a very good spot for me.

He did?

Oh, he's right,

it's a great set-up.

Very useful work.

Vital.

Wild horses couldn't drag

me away from this job.

Oh, me neither.

You know, I'm gonna kind of

miss the old gang, though.

Burk and Esty.

Even cramp.

Hey, can you imagine

missing a top sergeant?

Well, I, uh...

I've got to shoot over

to the C.O.'s office.

You go right ahead.

Go right ahead.

Well, I'm sorry, Hargrove.

All I can do is put through

your request for a transfer,

and I'll do it gladly, but that's going

to take a couple of weeks.

But lieutenant, the

battery's pulling out today.

Sorry, that's the

best I can do.

Well, may I have

permission to speak

with Captain Hammond, sir?

Go right ahead.

Thanks, sir.

Oh, hi.

I'm just... I'm just...

I'm just trying to get a

pass for the weekend.

Oh, I was just trying to find out

something about my next assignment.

Well, so long.

Yeah, so long.

Lieutenant:
Come in.

Well, still after that old

pass for the weekend?

Yeah. Yeah.

You still worrying about

your next assignment?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah.

Hey, that business

about the pass,

that's just a lot of hot air.

I'm trying to get transferred

back to the battery.

Why, you...

now look, I know what

you're gonna say...

all I'm gonna say, you

big four-flusher,

is let's not waste any time!

I'll take the major and

you take the colonel!

Hey, any luck?

Aw, no. I got the same answer.

What about the colonel?

Not in.

Oh, fine.

Hey, hey!

Oh, Colonel Forbes!

Yeah?

Private Hargrove, sir.

I have Major Roberts' permission

to speak to you

regarding a transfer.

Oh, yes. Major Roberts

phoned me about that.

I'm sorry, Hargrove,

I'd honestly like to help you,

but I got to go

over regulations.

I'd like to see you get

back to your battery,

but a transfer would

take 5 or 6 days.

Oh, yes, sir.

Well, could I have your permission

to speak to General Howard, sir?

All right, Hargrove, go to it.

Thank you, sir.

General Howard's out of town,

army conferences.

You can see him

first thing Monday.

That does it. Now

we are stuck.

Yup.

Look, the next time

you get a brainwave

about easy jobs and transfers,

just remind me to

slug you, will you?

Why should I remind

you to slug me?

Anyhow, how come

this is all my rap?

You're 21, you know

what's going on.

Oh, you're such a con man.

You can talk anybody

into anything.

All right, if that's the

way you feel about it!

Look, all I know is that

you got us into this mess,

and now we're hanging around

here flipping our typewriters

while the battery's moving

out and le...

Any luck with the

transfer, Hargrove?

No, sir. I couldn't

see the general, sir.

Oh, yes. Conferences

in Washington.

Well, that's too bad.

I was hoping you'd make it.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Let's see, General

Dillon is here.

The divisional commander.

Perhaps if you could...

Come along with me, Hargrove.

Yes, sir!

[Band playing march]

Hut, 2, 3, 4. Hut, 2, 3, 4.

Hut, 2, 3, 4.

[Whistle blows]

You wait here, Hargrove.

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