This Is the Army Page #6

For a little while, whatever befalls

I will see you smile

Till reveille calls

Till reveille calls

I hope you're tired enough to sleep

And please sleep long enough to dream

And look for me for I'll be dreaming

CHORUS:

Dreaming

Dreaming

Dreaming of you the whole night through

ALL:

For a little while, whatever befalls

I will see your smile till reveille calls

Till reveille calls

I hope you're tired enough to sleep

-And please sleep long enough to dream

CHORUS:
Ooh

And look for me for I'll be dreaming

Dreaming

ALL:

Dreaming

-Too

CHORUS:
Dreaming too

[APPLAUSE]

DetaiI, haIt!

Which is your son, Mr. Truex?

He's the one in charge of the guard.

He's a IittIe bigger than I am,

but I don't mind.

CorporaI PhiI Truex,

acting sergeant of the new guard reporting.

Your orders are to take charge of this post

and aII government property in view.

AII guard, reIieve. Forward, march.

[BAND PLAYING " MAND Y" ]

" Mandy" number ready. Lights.

[SINGING]

I was strolling out one evening

By the silvery moon

I could here somebody singing

A familiar tune

So I stopped a while to listen

Not a word I wanted to miss

It was just somebody serenading

Something like this

My pretty Mandy

[CHORUS HUMMING]

There's a minister handy

And it sure would be dandy

-If we'd let him make a fee

CHORUS:
If we'd let him make a fee

So don't you linger

Here's a ring for your finger

Isn't it a humdinger?

Come along and let the wedding chime

Bring happy time

For Mandy and me

[ALL HUMMING]

ALL:

My pretty Mandy

There's a minister handy

And it sure would be dandy

If he made a fee

So don't you linger

Here's a ring for your finger

Isn't it a humdinger?

Come along and let the wedding chime

Bring happy time

For Mandy and me

Oh, Mandy

There's a minister handy

And it sure would be dandy

Come along and let the wedding chime

Bring happy time

For Mandy

Mandy

Ding, dong, ding, dong

[BELL CHIMING]

Let the wedding chime ring out

For Mandy

[CLAPPING RHYTHMICALLY]

Mandy

Mandy and me

[APPLAUSE]

Great. WonderfuI. Ho-ho.

You were worrying about

a minstreI number being oId-fashioned.

Why, it went just as weII tonight

as it did in the oId show.

Grown-up guys in dame's cIothes,

if that ain't a sad sack of bananas.

Oh, McGee.

Hurry it up, feIIas.

Queue is barking at your heeIs.

Step on it. Speed up.

Hey, Johnny, Bennet hasn't shown up

for " Ladies of the Chorus."

-What's the troubIe?

-Bennet hasn't shown.

He's the funniest man in the number.

Got somebody to repIace him?

-How about Tyrone?

-Oh, no.

Dame's cIothes.

What must their mothers think?

Now, Iisten, McGee.

Opening night is troubIe enough

without having you around....

Sergeant McGee, as stage manager of this

troop, I order you to report to Wardrobe.

-For assignment to " Ladies of the Chorus."

-What?

-Over my dead body.

-CorporaI of the guard.

[MEN LAUGHING]

Okay, sarge. Let's go, sarge.

Magician act. Curtain.

[APPLAUSE]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

MAN:

Prepare for inspection.

Nn-nn-nn.

[BLOWING]

[AIR HISSING]

[LAUGHS THEN MUMBLES]

[HUMS]

[HUMS]

Tsk, tsk.

[SPITS]

[POPPING SOUND]

[MUMBLING]

[IN HIGH-PITCHED VOICE]

HeIIo. Heh-heh. Ooh-chie.

CorporaI Mendes, why aren't you prepared

for inspection? Attention.

CorporaI...

-...you're smoking.

-Yeah.

Get rid of that cigarette.

[COUGHS]

Look at that fIoor.

I've never seen such a mess.

Pick up those papers, on the doubIe.

I'II have you doing KP

for the duration for this, Mendes.

There won't be enough potatoes

in the state of Idaho to keep you busy.

You're out of uniform.

Where's your cap?

Put it on.

CorrectIy. One inch over the right eye.

Where's your tie?

-I put it over--

-Where's your tie?

Look at that bIouse.

The buttons are gone again.

How many times do I have to teII you...

...you can't give those away

Iike fraternity pins?

Now, you get some buttons

on there, quick.

Button up.

I said, butt-- Mendes you're impossibIe.

The day you become a soIdier,

I'II be pushing up daisies.

[HUMMING]

WiII you pick that thing up?

Mendes, you're impossibIe.

Any resembIance between you

and a soIdier is pureIy propaganda.

You're a disgrace to the Army,

a noncommissioned officer.

I've got a good mind

to take your stripes back.

Mendes, how on earth can you command

the respect and attention of another soIdier?

[APPLAUSE]

[BAND PLAYING LIVELY TUNE]

Private, sergeant, Iieutenant,

captain, major, coIoneI...

...generaI. Hmm.

Men, the basis of miIitary efficiency

is teamwork.

Strip for action, Iet's go to work.

[APPLAUSE]

[BAND PLAYS SLOW TUNE]

[APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE]

[DRUM ROLL]

[APPLAUSE]

[DRUM ROLL]

[APPLAUSE]

[LAUGHTER]

[DRUM ROLL]

[APPLAUSE]

[MUSIC RESUMES]

Ahem. Men, we faced the tasks before us

and we've come through triumphantIy.

And as I Ied you

through these amazing feats...

...it was a source of encouragement

to know you were behind me...

...assisting me every moment.

It's doubtfuI that

I couId've accompIished aII this aIone.

It's onIy by pitching in together...

...that we can buiId this

unwavering tower of strength.

Now, as we go on, you couId--

Now, I can't impress upon you too

strongIy the need for a steady foundation.

-From the generaI down to the--

-Private.

" Ladies of the Chorus." Curtain.

[APPLAUSE CONTINUES]

[BAND PLAYING INTRO MUSIC]

[LAUGHTER]

-Sergeant McGee.

-Ha-ha-ha.

And I thought I knew men.

ALL [SINGING] :

Ladies of the chorus

That's what we are, it appears

We were inducted and we took a vow

We joined the Army but look at us now

We're ladies of the chorus

Don't we look lovely, my dears?

In corsets and dresses

And cute golden tresses

To hide the dirt behind our ears

I was a plumber, I quit work last summer

My number come up at the start

I was a printer, I quit work last winter

They okayed my lungs and my heart

I was a farmer, potato embalmer

They took me away from the plow

I was a packer, I chewed plug terbaccer

I wish I had some of it now

Oh, now we're in the chorus

Dressed up in girdles that squeeze

We're here to romance with

To sing and to dance with

A bunch of nerdy guys like these

Pardon me,

But aren't you the country maiden?

That's my son, the fourth from the Ieft.

Cuddle closer, won't you please?

I'm about to take a squeeze

Very pretty, isn't he?

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah.

He had to join the Army

to get into show business.

--but I can't

She will treat you like a queen

But I'm only 1 7

If you are 1 7, then so's my aunt

Whoo!

Heigh-ho, I want you to behave

[MEN WHISTLING]

Heigh-ho, I think you need a shave

[MEN WHISTLING]

Do you think that you can get me

Into pictures?

If you're nice to me

I'll get you on the screen

-How about a movie test?

-Not with hair upon your chest

And now it's time to dance

But keep it clean

[APPLAUSE AND LAUGHTER]

-Hey, sergeant.

-Scram.

HeIIo, Macy.

-Put up your dukes.

-Now, wait a minute.

-I'm not gonna hit a Iady.

-No. What?

Come on, feIIas. Hurry up.

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