This Is the Army Page #7

You're on next.

-WeII, how's it going, men?

-Great.

That audience is sure treating us great.

WeII, you feIIas deserve it.

-Say, that's kind of a nice feeIing, isn't it?

-It sure is.

HeIIo, Joe. Nervous?

Mr. Jones, I quit worrying

the day I got into uniform.

AII I know is I'm in UncIe Sam's Army

and we on God's side.

That's a fine way to feeI. I don't know

anyone that couId say it better than you.

-And we're right behind you, Joe.

-Good Iuck to you.

SOLDIER 1 :
Let's take this one down.

SOLDIER 2:
Oh, yeah.

AII right, next number on-stage.

-Johnny, got the music?

-Yeah, yeah, thanks.

Nice going, Joe.

[ALL CHATTERING]

[BAND PLAYING INTRO MUSIC]

[SCATTING]

[SINGING]

There's a change in fashion that shows

In those Lenox Avenue clothes

Mr Dude has disappeared

With his flashy tie

You'll see in the Harlem Esquire

What the well-dressed man will desire

When he's struttin' down the street

With his sweetie pie

[SCATTING]

Suntan, shade of green

Or an olive drab color scheme

That's what the well-dressed man in Harlem

Will wear

Dressed up in od 's

With a tin hat for overseas

That's what the well-dressed man in Harlem

Will wear

Top hat, white tie and tails no more

They've been put away till after the war

If you want to know

Take a look at Brown Bomber Joe

That's what the well-dressed man in Harlem

Will wear

CHORUS:

Suntan, shade of green

[SCATTING]

Or an olive drab color scheme

That's what the well-dressed man in Harlem

Will wear

-And really on the bass

CHORUS:
Dressed up in od 's

With a tin hat for overseas

That's what the well-dressed man in Harlem

Will wear

Top hat, white tie and tails no more

They've been put away till after the war

-If you want to know

-There's Joe

CHORUS:
Take a look at Brown Bomber Joe

-He really is

CHORUS:

That's what the well-dressed man in Harlem

Will wear

All right

[BUGLE CALL PLAYING]

[LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING]

Hi-yo, SiIver.

Don't stop, don't stop.

[SCATTING]

[APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE]

Sarge, there's a coupIe of feIIas

at the stage door wanna take you out.

You fIat-footed,

can't-march-out-of-step hammerhead.

You don't have to take that.

If you weren't wearing gIasses,

I'd punch you in the nose.

-I ain't wearing gIasses.

-Don't change the subject.

You're a bigger dope than your oId man.

You'II never Iive to be

as big a dope as my oId man, right?

Right, son. Oh, what am I saying, huh?

[MUSIC STARTS]

On-stage, Navy number.

ALL [SINGING] :

This is the Army, Mr Jones

No private rooms or telephones

MAN 1 :
How about the Navy?

MAN 2:
Yeah, how about the Navy?

It's about time.

Now you're Iooking at men.

Mm-hm. Best in the Army.

[MEN CLAMORING]

MAN 1 :

Hey, hey.

MAN 2:

Get out of there.

MAN 3:

Hey, you.

PIay " Anchors Aweigh."

[BAND PLAYING " ANCHORS AWEIGH" ]

[APPLAUSE]

ALL [SINGING] :

The Army this, the Army that

Is all we heard from where we sat

Now, how about a cheer for the Navy?

The Army's great, the Army's tough

But don't you think we've heard enough?

So how about a cheer for the Navy

We know that Mr Stimson

Is solid as the rocks

But how about an orchid

For Secretary Knox?

The Army may be in the groove

But Walter Winchell won't approve

Unless you give a cheer for the Navy

Hip hip hooray

We haven't got long to stay

So how about one bouquet

For the Navy?

One word of praise,

Let it flow from your lips

One cheer and then

We'll go back to our ships

Hip hip hooray

The Army has had its say

You're letting them get away

With the gravy

Just let them know

That an Army show

Could never be a hit without the Navy

The Army's what you may prefer

But in the social register

Is where you'll have to look for the Navy

If you would like to touch the gilt

Of Astor or of Vanderbilt

You'll have to come around to the Navy

The show was in the alley

It simply wouldn't do

Until the big finale

With Navy white and blue

The Army sails across the foam

The Navy always brings them home

So how about a cheer for the Navy?

Hip hip hooray

We haven't got long to stay

So how about one bouquet

For the Navy?

One word of praise,

Let it flow from your lips

One cheer and then

We'll go back to our ships

Hip hip hooray

The Army has had its say

You're letting them get away

With the gravy

Just let them know that an Army show

Could never be a hit without the Navy

Give a cheer, give a cheer, give a cheer

Give a cheer for the Navy

Just make it clear that a rousing cheer

Is very much in order for

the N

A:

V:

Y:

The Navy

Navy

[APPLAUSE]

JOHNNY:
Get changed

for the Air Corps number.

Anderson, is everything set

for " Stage Door Canteen" ?

-Props and everything?

-Yeah. This just came for you.

AII right, get on-stage, you prima donnas.

Let's go.

Get on for " Stage Door Canteen."

Hey, feIIas. Get a Ioad of this wire.

Anybody I know, John?

We're going on tour. What do you know?

-" Boston, PhiIadeIphia, Washington."

-Washington?

Hey, wouIdn't it be something

if the president came to see us?

WouIdn't it be something

if we couId get this makeup off...

-...before the war is over?

-You said it.

[ALL LAUGH]

[APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[BAND PLAYING LIVELY TUNE]

To the right, hey.

-AII right, miss.

-Thank you.

Teddy, take over.

TEDD Y:

Turn right, march.

WeII, say something. HeIIo, at Ieast.

-HeIIo.

-HeIIo.

-This uniform.

-Oh. Red Cross auxiIiary.

I'm heIping out back home

in my spare time.

-Did you come to see the show?

-I wanted to see Dad and the president.

-And you.

-Me?

I've missed you a Iot, Johnny.

I tried to convince myseIf

you're not worth bothering about.

I just haven't got the wiIIpower,

I guess.

-I've missed you too, pIenty.

-Thanks.

EiIeen, there's something

I'd Iike to expIain.

-About our marriage?

-Yes.

There are a miIIion guys

thinking of the same thing:

What to do about their girI back home.

WeII, it was when I went to see

Mrs. NeIson. Just before I enIisted.

Remember when BIake

was kiIIed at PearI Harbor?

Yeah, I know.

But what has that got to do with us?

WeII, she was teIIing me

about BIake's widow, Dorothy.

Just a kid, but a widow with a baby.

LoneIy and sort of heIpIess.

With so much pride,

she wouIdn't impose on anyone.

You'd be Iike that, EiIeen.

That's no future for you.

But, darIing, you weren't kiIIed

at PearI Harbor.

Besides, how couId I be a widow

with a baby if we don't get married?

That's just why we don't get married

untiI this war is over.

-CorporaI Jones, they're waiting for you.

-Coming.

You understand, don't you? Don't you?

WiII I see you after the show?

-I don't know.

-PIease, say you'II meet me right here.

Johnny.

You better hurry.

Men, you know who's going to be

out in front tonight.

Our boss.

The president of the United States.

Now, you guys have given

a Iot of great shows...

...but tonight's gotta be

the best one of aII. AII right, sergeant.

[HORN HONKING]

Hey, Johnny, Iook.

There's the president.

And GeneraI MarshaII.

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