The Gang's All Here Page #2

Synopsis: Playboy Andy Mason, on leave from the army, romances showgirl Eadie Allen overnight to such effect that she's starry-eyed when he leaves next morning for active duty in the Pacific. Only trouble is, he gave her the assumed name of Casey. Andy's eventual return with a medal is celebrated by his rich father with a benefit show featuring Eadie's show troupe, at which she's sure to learn his true identity...and meet Vivian, his 'family-arrangement' fiancée. Mostly song and dance.
Director(s): Busby Berkeley
Production: Twentieth Century Fox
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 1 win.
 
IMDB:
6.9
Rotten Tomatoes:
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Year:
1943
103 min
183 Views


A long way from their girls.

You can't blame them if they get | off the beam once in a while.

They're all pretty sweet.

Even the wise ones.

Say, would you think | I was too forward if I, uh-

If you what?

Well, if I asked you your name?

No, of course not. It's Allen. | What's yours?

- What? | - I said, "What's your name? "

Oh. Well, uh, it's, uh, Casey.

Casey? Hmm. | That's a pretty good name.

- "Casey at the bat. " | - That's me.

- Huh? | - Well, I-

I mean, | I played a lot of baseball.

- Are you pretty good? | - Well, that depends.

Sometimes I, uh, | don't even get to fiirst base.

- I like baseball. | - So do I.

I like dancing too.

- Huh? Oh, I'm sorry. | - That's all right.

Would you like something to eat?

- Why, yes. I guess I would. | - Doughnuts and coffee?

- If you led me to it, I'd eat hay. | - Well, come on.

May I have a couple, June?

Thank you. | There you are.

- Oh, cream and sugar? | - No, thanks.

You'll fiind those awfully good. | You can dunk if you'd like to.

- Dunk? | - Mm-hmm. Like this.

- Isn't that better? | - Yes, much better.

Here. Have another bite.

Couldn't we just talk? | I'm not awfully hungry.

Well, I have to leave pretty soon now. | I've got a show to do.

A show? | Are you an actress?

Well, not exactly. | Just a showgirl from the Club New Yorker.

- A showgirl. | - Mm-hmm.

- Gee, no wonder you're so glamorous. | - Now.

- Say, if I'm not being too forward- | - Yes?

You suppose I could walk | to the club with you?

Or do you have a boyfriend?

I haven't a boyfriend. No.

- But we're not allowed to leave the canteen with soldiers. | - Oh.

And, uh, now I'm afraid | I'll have to say good night.

Good night?

Won't I ever see you again?

Well, I'm here | three nights a week.

Yes, but I won't have | another leave for some time.

I'm sorry. | Best of luck, soldier.

Thanks.

- You're sweet. | - Thanks.

Well, looks like | we've reached our objective.

- Good night, Casey. | - I wish you didn't have to go in.

- Good night, soldier. | - Couldn't I meet you after the show?

We could sort of go out and you could | show me the town sort of. Will you?

- I'd love to. | - Really?

I'll be fiinished at 1:30.Just in time | for a drink and dance at the Stork Club.

Then on to El Morocco, then just | a quick look in on Monte Carlo.

After that, we'll go | to Lindy's for a late bite...

and then I know | a swell spot on 52nd Street.

Won't cost you more than $50...

that is, of course, | if you don't tip too heavily.

We're gonna have lots of fun, | Sergeant.

- Those places are pretty expensive, aren't they? | - Yes, they are.

Well, I'm afraid I couldn't afford it, | not on a sergeant's salary.

- Well, then what do you say we skip the whole thing? | - All right.

- Good night, soldier. | - Good night.

- Casey. | - Yeah?

Would you-Would you like | to see the show?

- Gee, would I! | - I'll fiix it for you out front.

Oh, don't go to all that trouble. | I'll see it from backstage.

- Good night, Ben. | - Good night.

- Good night, Ben. | - Oh, Miss Allen...

I just had a nice talk | with your boyfriend here.

Didn't know | you had a sweetheart.

I, uh- I- I told him we were sweethearts. | I hope you don't mind.

Stop acting like Don Ameche, | and get me a taxi.

- I've got one waiting. | - Thank you.

Let's go over by the rail.

First a taxicab, | then the Staten Island Ferry.

You certainly can pick 'em.

Well, you see, I thought it was nearer | and really much cheaper than-

Any nightclub in town.

- You know, it is kind of nice to get out of the city at that. | - I'll say.

- It's beautiful out here, isn't it? | - Mm-hmm.

You're beautiful too, Eadie. I couldn't keep | my eyes off you in that show tonight.

You ought to be the star | instead of just one of the girls.

I won't be for long. Phil promised me | a song in the new show.

Really? | I didn't know you could sing.

- Phil thinks I can. | - He's a swell guy.

You'll like him | when you get to know him.

That sounds as though you're going | to let me come around some more.

- Could be. | - Well, after all...

I suppose I'll have to hear | you sing sometime, won't I?

Yes, I suppose you will.

Well, what are we waiting for?

All right, soldier, you win.

Ready?

Hear the orchestra?

Yeah.

Where's it coming from?

Where's your imagination?

Gee, that's swell.

- Did you really like it? | - You bet I did.

- Hey. | - What?

Look over there.

The evening star.

Over your left shoulder too.

That ought to mean something.

Oh, I- I forgot to tell you.

We're gonna have Benny Goodman | and his orchestra in the new show.

- Oh, you are? | - Mm-hmm.

That's fiine.

I'm certainly glad | I met you tonight.

- Why? | - Oh, lots of reasons.

Do me a favor, will you?

Sing that song again.

- Oh, you don't want to hear it again. | - Oh, yes, I do.

- That sounds like an order. | - It is.

Okay, Sergeant.

- Here we are. Wait for me. | - Yes, sir.

- Well? | - Oh, no. I'm gonna take you right up to the door.

- Will I see you tomorrow night? | - I thought you had to go back to camp.

Well, I do, but you'll be at the | Grand Central Station to see me off.

I hadn't thought about it.

You'll think about it now, | won't you?

Uh-huh.

- But you haven't even told me where you were going. | - Huh?

Well, I mean your camp. | Where is it?

Oh. Oh, well, uh-

- Well, that's a military secret. | - Is it north, east, south or west?

I- I can't tell you that either.

- You see, I've never been there before. | - Oh.

But from what the fellas tell me, | it's really a paradise for soldiers.

- No. | - Yeah.

They say it's warm | and beautiful there.

And at night, even the ocean | sings you to sleep.

And the moon and the stars, | why, they-

- Oh, that's swell. | - Yeah.

You'll be hearing from me | the minute I get there.

My train leaves at 8:00.

I'll meet you at | the information booth at 7:30.

Well, I, uh- | I don't know whether I can make it.

You see, I have a- | I have a rehearsal in-

in the morning, | and I don't know for how long.

Then I promised Mabel...

from there I'd go to Brooklyn | with her to see the Dodgers play.

I- I guess maybe I could miss | seeing the Dodgers.

Won't hurt anything.

- Don't be late. | - I won't.

Remember. | Grand Central Station. 7:30.

I'll be there.

Good night.

Good night.

Did you have | a good time in town?

Well?

Vivian, I want to tell you | about last night.

- You see, I- | - Andy, you don't have to explain anything to me.

I simply asked you | if you had a good time.

Well, uh, yes, I did.

Well, that's all that matters.

You're a good sport, Vivian.

- But then, you've always been. | - Sure.

- You're a very lucky guy to have a girl like me. | - I know that.

However, don't think | I won't be properly jealous...

if you go cruising around | in that uniform...

and get yourself a sweetheart | in every port.

Oh, I'm a soldier, | not a sailor.

A soldier can get | in deep water too.

Sometimes way over his head.

I wish I could take this pool | of yours back to the camp with me.

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Walter Bullock

Walter Bullock (May 6, 1907 in Shelburn, Indiana –1953 in Los Angeles, California) was an American song lyricist and screenwriter. After graduating from DePauw University, Bullock started writing for Hollywood in 1936 and was to collaborate with many film composers. In 1936, he had two successes with Magnolias in the Moonlight with music by Victor Schertzinger, and When Did You Leave Heaven? with Richard A. Whiting.He was nominated for two Academy Awards. more…

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