What Price Glory Page #2

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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...

be running a Chinese laundry

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!

Sixteen count manual ho!

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

of those things with me.

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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