Wake Island Page #6
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- 1942
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For two weeks now,
we've engaged the enemy daily.
We've learned a lot about his tactics.
That's information the Navy Department
needs firsthand.
Well, there's Patrick.
Why don't you send him?
He's the only pilot I've got left.
I'm sorry, sir. I'm staying.
Captain Lewis, this is an order!
Aye, aye, sir.
Lewis. Here's my official report.
I'm not very good at this sort of thing,
but I guess with what you can tell them,
it'll give them a pretty good idea
of what's going on here.
Yes, sir.
One more thing.
I--
Pete, will you do me
a personal favor?
For my daughter.
I'll see that she gets it.
Well, so long, Pete.
Patrick, sit down.
Well, you look pretty solemn.
Enemy again, sir,
approaching in force.
Transports screened
by a strong escort.
Position and bearing.
Well, looks like our holiday's over.
[ Radio Buzzing ]
Ordnance reports.
Ordnance reports.
Fifty-caliber ammunition
is nearly exhausted.
Talker.
Yes, sir?
Machine gun officer.
Yes, sir.
Machine gun officer.
Machine gun officer.
Major Caton here.
Replace the 50s
with the 30 calibers.
Follow plan "D."
Split the gun crews.
Spare men to take up positions
in number one beach head lines.
Repeat, please.
Plan "D," Wilco.
Right.
If possible, relieve some of your men
and see that they get a square meal.
They'll need it soon. Right.
Hey, how'd you guys like to wrap yourself
around some real chow right now?
What do you mean?
I work hard--
No hard feelings, cookie.
I only meant that if I was back
in the States, out with a dame,
sitting in some little caf,
you know what I'd order?
that wide and about that thick.
With onions?
Oh, yeah, with lots of onions.
I'd settle just to be back
in the States.
I'd settle just to be with a dame.
With a dame.
Aw, what are we
talking about it for?
That's all we can do.
Hey, Smacksie.
What's the matter?
I got a surprise for you.
Yeah, but my chow's gettin' cold.
Look, this is better than chow.
Come on.
What could be better than chow?
Lots of things.
On this island?
All right,
so maybe it came from heaven.
What are you talkin' about?
Never mind.
Come around here.
All right.
Now, close your eyes.
Aw!
Come here. Come here.
This is serious.
Now, close your eyes.
Well--
Now, if you had three wishes,
what would you wish for?
Myrtle.
Aw, no, something
better than Myrtle.
What could be better than Myrtle?
Lots of things.
Yeah, how do you know?
All right, I was stationed
at Mare Island too.
Come on. Close your eyes.
Now, wish.
No, it's still Myrtle.
One-track mind.
Look, half right, close your eyes
and kneel down. Come on.
Now, open 'em.
Skipper!
Yeah, and she's got
the fleet with her too.
[ Laughing ]
How do you suppose that happened?
I don't know.
Hey, Joe!
Joe, come on over here.
Look what Skipper went and done.
Ain't nature wonderful?
Hey, triplets, huh?
Quadruplets.
Good old Skipper.
I got dibs on this one.
No, no, they're all ours.
Yeah, it's our dog, ain't it?
Yeah, but I found 'em, didn't I?
Well, we got 'em.
Oh, not this one, you ain't.
Who do they look like?
Well, this one--
Skipper's the only dog
that's ever been on the island.
Hey, that's right.
Skipper!
Where have you been?
She ain't been able to be no place.
Hey, fellas,
you remember that tanker
that pulled in here?
Never mind, Skipper.
We still love you.
[ Bugle ]
General quarters!
Take it easy, bub.
I'll be back.
Now, don't you worry
about a thing, Skipper.
We'll watch 'em, Skipper.
Oh, gee, I feel good.
Me too.
Let's go.
[ Air Raid Siren Wailing ]
[Japanese ]
Betsy.
There she goes is right.
The last one we've got.
[ Explosion ]
[ Turrets Firing ]
[Japanese ]
[ Gunfire ]
Contact the beach head line.
Tell them to stand by to pick up
Captain Patrick.
Yes, sir.
The dirty--
[ Explosion ]
Try and get some stretcher bearers.
Battery commander reports.
Battery commander reports
direct hit on number two gun.
How's the ammunition
holding out?
Well, I guess we've got enough
to get a couple of'em.
Swell. Good luck!
Heil.
Who said that?
Us. It was always us.
You're not such a bad guy, Gus.
We figured we'd let you in on it.
You still wish us that good luck?
You betcha. Good luck.
It won't be long now.
They're laying down a barrage.
What are you doing,
praying or something?
Yes, Corporal, I guess I was praying.
That's all right, Tommy.
There's nothing wrong with praying here.
There are no atheists in foxholes.
[ Bomb Whistling ]
[ Explosion ]
Ordnance reports.
Ordnance reports. Direct hit
on ammunition dump, sir.
Another signal from the the enemy, sir.
They demand immediate surrender.
Any answer, sir?
Yes.
Tell them to come and get us.
Aye, aye, sir.
Fire!
Cease firing!
[ Radio Buzzing ]
Number one gun reports.
Number one gun reports
breech mechanism failed.
That's our last five-inch, sir.
They've got the Pan American
Inn straddled, sir.
Thank you.
Come on. Get out!
This place has been evacuated.
Who says so?
I do.
I'm stayin' right here, brother.
Me too. It's as safe
as any spot on the island.
Get him out!
[ Explosions Continue ]
[ Bomb Whistling ]
To all posts.
To all posts.
To all posts.
Stand by to repel landing parties.
Follow plan "G."
Fire independently.
Stand by to repel landing parties.
Follow plan "G."
Fire independently.
Fire independently.
The enemy has landed
on two points, sir,
and gaining ground.
I tried to get you on the phone
but couldn't.
Thank you.
Emergency radio.
Can't raise anyone, sir.
Keep tryin'.
Yes, sir.
Emergency radio.
Emergency radio.
Any luck?
The lines are all dead, sir.
Talker.
Yes, sir?
Will you try and get through
to radio with this?
I'll do the best I can, sir.
Good luck, Tex.
Thank you, sir.
Well, McCloskey,
how are things with you?
I figure I've done everything
I could in my line.
I'd still like that gun.
You know, I've been thinking along
those same lines myself.
Suppose we go out
and find one together.
Grenade!
[ Sergeant ]
Cease firing!
[ Second ] Cease firing!
Well, that does it.
For a minute, I guess.
You know, this is a pretty
good trench you guys dug.
Thanks.
Cigarette?
Thanks.
That's a pretty good arm
you've got too.
It's been bended long enough.
[ Chuckles ]
From the way you threw that,
I'd almost think you played football.
Notre Dame, '28.
V.M.I., '28.
Twenty-eight.
To your very good health, sir.
Hey, Joe.
Huh?
How many blondes
do you suppose there are
that we didn't get around to?
[ Chuckles ]
Must be an awful lot of them.
I sort of feel sorry for them.
Don't you?
Oh, I don't know.
Only half of'em are missing anything.
Aw, cut it out, will ya?
Come on, Smacksie!
[ Gunfire ]
Hey, Smacksie.
Hey, Smacksie!
[ Beeping ]
[Japanese ]
Be with you in a minute.
[ Gunfire ]
[ Narrator ]
These marines fought a great fight.
They wrote history.
But this is not the end.
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