So Proudly We Hail! Page #5
- PASSED
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- 1943
- 126 min
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No. You're lying. You do love me.
Yes. Well, say it then.
I love you.
Better get down to your stations.
What are the engines stopped for?
Run up to the Captain.
I'm sure he'd be delighted
to tell you over a scotch and soda.
Is it one of ours? Sounds like it.
It is. It's a PBY.
I guess Bataan can't
be so very far away.
We landed at Mariveles, a small,
snug harbor on Bataan Peninsula,
which the Navy used as
an emergency supply base.
Lieutenant Davidson? Yes, sir.
The CO wants to see you
immediately. Yes, sir.
This is Ling Chee.
How do you do? How do you do?
He's going to drive
you to your destination.
You leave right away, Mr.
Ling will take you to the CO.
Thank you.
It's good to be on land again.
Have you been in the
Army long, Mr. Ling?
No, I was editor of
the Chinese Advertiser
and I'm happy to say like Abu Ben Adhem,
my name led all the rest
on the Japanese blacklist.
Girls, this is Mr. Ling Chee
who's going to be with us
for the rest of the trip.
Now, each one find her own duffel bag.
Heap big war. Him near here, savvy?
I'm a Chinese,
Lieutenant, not an Indian.
The war is just beyond the mountains.
Sir, Lieutenant Davidson.
Colonel White.
you when I saw the name.
My goodness, you've grown
into a beautiful woman.
Thank you.
Where was it? Shanghai.
I remember now. It was just
after you lost your dad.
Well, welcome to Bataan. Thank you, sir.
And you're in the Army, too?
Yes, and very happy. Happier
still that you're our CO.
I'm a terribly strict
disciplinarian, Janet.
Now these are your orders.
To proceed immediately to Limay,
our number one base hospital.
Now, here's Limay, this is
where you landed at Mariveles,
and over there is Corregidor,
and up there beyond Limay about
40 kilometers are the front lines.
Thank you, sir.
Pardon me, Colonel White, where
is the fourth medical unit?
The fourth unit? Let me see.
They were the first ones off they
disembarked early this afternoon.
They've gone. To what base, sir?
Base? They're based on the front lines.
They're probably there by now.
The technicians, too?
Well, there's nothing for
them to get technical with,
except maybe a stretcher.
Thank you, sir.
Hey, Joan!
Hi, Kansas.
Gosh, I've been looking
all over for you.
I just wanted to say so long.
Well, I'll be seeing you.
Kansas, are you scared, too?
You mean, you feel as if
you suddenly lost your belly?
Yeah. Me, too.
But that's just like in a football game.
You stand there waiting
for the whistle to blow,
and all of a sudden
your knees get like water
and you feel like throwing up.
Then, all of a sudden it toots.
Don't do that.
Then the first thing you know,
you're in there and
you're not scared anymore.
I hope so.
So long, Kansas, and don't get lost!
Who, me? How could I get lost?
Hey! Your gang went
in the other direction.
Well...
Thank you. Don't let
anything happen to you.
Who, me? How could
anything happen to me?
Look, don't say anything
else, except good-bye.
Good-bye.
Here's some gum. A little
farewell present for the girls.
Thank you. So long.
So long, girls. Good luck. Bye-bye.
You, too. See you later.
We arrived at Limay late that night.
It was a dusty little village where the
Army had established a small supply base.
But with the sudden change in plans,
the warehouses became hospitals
and headquarters for the nurses.
This was to be our home.
We were glad to be there,
and glad mostly at the thought
of a night's sleep on solid earth.
Hello. Are we glad to see you.
Well, the old homestead
hasn't changed a bit.
Easy, there. One at a time.
Captain McGregor? Yes?
Lieutenant Davidson reporting.
Well, you finally got here.
Hello, Ma. O'Doul, isn't it?
Yes, Fort Sam Houston. We used
to call her "Ma" at Fort Sam.
Her bite's much worse than her bark.
But I bark, too. Now, you
better all dive into your whites.
I'll get you some Gl tomorrow.
You can't wear whites here. The
nearest laundry is in Manila.
We need you right away.
Some of our girls have forgotten
what the word "sleep" means.
Chee, show them to nurses' quarters.
Now, get a move on, will
you? I'm glad you're here.
Thank you.
Captain? Yes?
Do you have any Japanese
wounded here? A few.
I'd like to handle them.
Do you know the language?
No, but I'm anxious to learn.
Well, I guess you can be accommodated.
I'll put you down for Ward 11.
Thank you, Captain. The name is D'Arcy.
And be careful of the foxholes.
Where are they? They're all over.
Well, can't you see them? No.
Well, then, how do you
know where they are?
If you fall in one, you'll know.
This is Ward 7. That's me.
Next to it is the children's
ward. That's for me.
See you later, kids. Good-bye.
And this is the surgery. Come
on, Rosemary, you go with me.
Good night, girls. Good night.
Over there is number three.
Number three? That's me.
Good night.
And this is Ward number 11.
This is where we keep the prisoners.
Why aren't the numbers in order?
We mix them up so as to
confuse the Japs and ourselves.
They certainly are confusing me.
I'm D'Arcy.
Patterson. I'm so glad you're here.
I'm sorry, but they all need their
dressings changed when you get around to it.
Run along. I'll take over. Thanks.
Night. Night.
Respiration all right here? Yes, Doctor.
Oh, here. It's just exhaustion.
The poor kid. Get her
to bed. We'll take over.
Where are your surgery masks?
Masks? We used them all up long ago.
You go on in. I'll have to scrub again.
I'm sorry. I can't understand you.
I'm sorry. I tore my glove. Help
me on with a new one, please.
I mean... I mean, hurry, please.
What is the case, Doctor? Cesarean.
Cesarean?
Oh, yes. You seem surprised.
I have a peacetime practice
as well as a wartime practice.
My name is Jose Bardia,
University of Philippines
and Johns Hopkins.
I'm Miss Larson.
Those are good hands for
surgery. We can use them here.
All right, Miss Larson.
You must forgive me if I
talk while I'm operating.
I'm so used to lecturing to my students.
Sponge.
Sometimes, I thank my stars
for my scientific education.
It makes me objective.
Broken bone, let's set it.
You know what to do. A baby to be born.
Breach delivery. Forceps.
Only three out of five live.
Live for what?
Don't people die fast enough
without destroying each other?
Is life too long?
Sponge.
No, we mustn't ask that.
That's not scientific.
I wonder how scientific those still
heaps out there on the battlefield feel.
Guns, machines, men, so much rubbish.
What was it in my student days?
Chemically, a man is worth
97 cents. Probably $1.05.
What, with the shortage
of parts and monopoly now,
the dead have risen in value.
Two for $1.98 on Dollar Day.
Doctor, the patient.
We've done all we can for her.
She will die soon of a bullet
wound she received two days ago.
When the baby started to come,
it was too much for her. Tie.
Now where were we in the lecture?
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