What Price Glory Page #2
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- 1952
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- No, sir. Measles.
Measles!
Measles!
Babies. Always
sending me babies.
Look. I wanna show you the layout.
Come in.
We're holding over here.
On our left is the French.
Another baby to see you, Captain Flagg.
Charmaine, what are
you doing here?
I've changed my mind.
I'm going with you.
I don't mind if you're going to be
busy in Paris. I'll be busy too.
I'll bet!
Charmaine, I thought we settled
all this last night.
First, I can't take you to Paris
because of your father and my wife.
Second, I haven't got room
on the motorcycle.
Third, I might not stay in Paris.
This is gonna be one of
the biggest meetings of the war.
- General Pershing himself is gonna be there.
- You're a terrible liar. Is he not, Sergeant?
- Huh?
- It's not true that General
Pershing would talk to him?
It's true, lady. Absolutely true.
Captain Flagg here is a very important man.
He has to go to Paris.
As a matter of fact, that's why I'm here.
I'm what you'd call
a sort of a... replacement.
- I do not understand.
- Never mind. And don't you try
to explain either.
Now, Charmaine,
you go on home to Papa Pete.
And wait for Captain Flagg.
You're my girl, remember?
And if I hear of your running
around with anybody else...
I will tear you in two.
See? Now, go on home.
- Good night, Charmaine.
- Good-bye, Captain.
- Good-bye, Sergeant.
- Good-bye.
Replacement, huh?
Don't try anything while I'm gone.
I broke you in China for something
like this and I'll break you again.
- Whatever happened to that little girl?
- What little girl?
- Don't give me that!
The one in Chefoo, China.
- Captain, I saved your life.
If it hadn't been for me you'd have married
that little girl and right now...
with the seat of your pants
hanging out between your knees.
- What happened to her?
- What happened to the battleship Maine?
- Platoon commanders aboard, sir.
- Send 'em in.
Wait a minute.
Who's senior?
Aldrich.
Attention!
Gentlemen, this is First Sergeant Quirt
who'll be in charge here.
This is Lieutenant Aldrich,
Lieutenant Moore, Lieutenant Schmidt.
Aldrich, you are senior here,
aren't you?
Yes, sir. Two days
ahead of the others, sir.
You'll be in command.
Ask Quirt for any advice you need.
I'll be back Wednesday week.
Now, men, Sergeant Quirt...
is one of the best darn soldiers that
ever tore up a memorandum receipt.
I have soldiered with him
all over the world.
And there isn't a finer, cleaner,
smarter marine afloat than Quirt...
when he's sober.
And while he's sober, he'll run this outfit
whether I'm here or absent.
But, uh, Quirt... loves the bottle.
And when he's drunk,
he is the lousiest...
filthiest tramp that
ever wore a uniform.
He's even worse than I am. And I don't
allow anybody to get as bad as that.
If he tanks up, I'll bust him.
I busted him before
and I'll bust him again.
Get that, Aldrich.
The first time you find him down in
the square with his face in the dirt...
Iock him up, and keep him
locked up till I get back.
But if he behaves himself, give him his head
and let him have anything he wants.
He's forgotten more about being a soldier
than any of you college boys will ever know.
Now, if you're wise...
you will not play cards with him.
You said it.
And before you lend him any money...
kiss it one last long farewell.
He'll steal your cognac...
he'll steal your socks,
your women...
and your front teeth
if they've got any gold in them.
That's all. Kiper.
- Motorcycle alongside, sir.
- Give her a spin and we'll shove off.
Gangway.
Attention!
Right face!
Forward march!
Just kidding, sir.
Will do!
Wheel blocks away!
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
We do the fightin' for the navy.
And the sailors get the gravy.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
Had a girl in Madagascar.
First I kissed her,
then I asked her.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
When I lost that blond Norwegian.
Went and joined the foreign legion.
Hup, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
Just like our soldiers.
Next thing we're gonna take up is
the marching manual done in 16 counts.
Starts from right shoulder arms
and it goes like this.
One, two, three, four...
five, six, seven, eight...
nine, 10, 11, 12...
13, 14, 15, 16.
That's the way we do it in the
corps, and that's the way you're
gonna do it. Any questions?
Attention!
Right shoulder arms!
One, two, three, four.
Left, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
Hup, hup, hup, hup...
Hup, hup... All right, wise guys.
Line it up!
You think this is funny?
You gonna laugh? Now laugh.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
By the numbers! Right face!
Forward march!
Laugh. It's funny.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.
When you get back,
pick up those pieces.
Right face!
Hey, you, corps man.!
On your feet.!
Left face!
Forward march!
We do the fighting for the navy.
Then the sailors get the gravy.
Hup, two, three, four.
Hup, two, three, four.
Company, left!
Hup, two, three, four.
Sing it out.!
Hup, two, three, four.
Hup, two, three, four.
To the rear, turn!
Hup, two, three, four.
Sing it out!
Hup, two, three, four.
Hup, two, three, four.
- Hup, two, three, four.
- To the left flank, march!
To the rear, march!
To the rear, march!
Company, halt!
Fall out!
Fall in!
When I say "fall in," I wanna see
nothing but a cloud of dust.
And when that cloud of dust clears away,
I wanna see 40 quivering statues.
Fall out! Fall in!
Dismissed!
Voulez-vous promenade avec moi
down by the canal tonight?
- No.
- Why not?
Sergeant, I have something
terrible to tell you.
Come.
What is it?
Sergeant, you must find another place
to stay. Papa says so.
Now wait a minute.
I don't wanna leave. I like it here.
But you came here to spend one night
and you've been here the whole week.
- Have you ever had a nicer guest?
- That's not the point.
This is the captain's room,
and he's coming back tomorrow.
- Let the captain find himself another room.
- But you do not understand.
The captain pays for the room,
even if he's not here.
Do you mean that the captain's been paying
for this room and I've been paying for it too?
Oui. But he pays more
than you, so you must go.
Papa says.
- Do you want me to go?
- No.
Charmaine, come here.
You're making a terrible mistake.
Honey, this isn't just another one
This is different.
Why, I'd do anything for you.
Just ask me. Anything.
- Give up the room.
- Oh, Charmaine.
- Who would I get to do my laundry?
- You'll find someone.
No, honey. There never was another girl
in the world who could iron shirts like you.
Maybe... Maybe you could
meet me down by the canal?
What would we do
down by the canal?
The laundry.
Well, au revoir,
Mademoiselle Charmaine.
It certainly has been nice knowing ya.
Hope I meet up with you again sometime.
Pardon me, Pete.
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