G.I. Blues

All right, keep 'em coming.

Aw, either this ammo's getting heavy

or I'm getting weaker.

I got a mind to hand in my resignation.

Aw, quit squawking. We got a steady job, haven't we?

Room and board, lots of fresh air, good hours.

What else you want?

Only one more month of this for me.

I wish I was out already.

Oh, whoa, you drop that shell

and we'll all be out.

Pffft. Way out.

Not bad. The first tank crew to reach the moon.

Okay, men, come on. Let's snap it up.

We move out at 0500.

1-6, this is 1-1.

I'm in position. Out.

Driver stop. Gunner, H.E.

Up. Fire!

On the way.

Target. Cease fire.

Fire!

Driver, stop.

Gunner, H.E.

Over. Right, two, zero.

Up 200.

White shack.

Identified. Fire!

On the way.

Just like it had eyes.

You ought to see me with a slingshot.

Okay, driver... back to base.

Charlie Papa.

Roger.

Home, James, and, uh, through the park.

Hey, Sarge, anything new on Frankfurt?

Yeah, we transfer there tomorrow.

Hey, it's our last night here.

How about getting me a date, Dynamite?

Blonde, brunette, or redhead?

Aw, he wouldn't care if she was bald,

just as long as she wiggles.

You know it.

Hey, Jeeter. Order just came through on Frankfurt.

I got to talk to Cooky.

I'll see if he's at the field CP.

Pretty Boy 5,

this is Pretty Boy 1-1. Over.

This is Pretty Boy 5. Over.

Is this you, Cooky?

What's on your mind, pal?

Frankfurt.

Yeah, ain't it great?

I just heard, direct.

Yeah, it sort of changes our plans for tonight, though.

The combo's gonna have to cancel out at the Rathskeller.

I got, uh, other plans.

Cancel out?

But we were gonna break in some new numbers.

Sorry, Cooky, but there's some, uh,

cute numbers I have to break off with.

I can't just leave without saying good-bye.

For three weeks you try to get Mueller to put us on,

he finally says, "Yes", and now you want

to walk out waving bye-bye.

Oh, I didn't say anything about waving.

Cooky's right, Tulse.

Like you said yourself: "Our careers come first."

You win. I'll do my playing at the Rathskeller,

but only until 10:00.

Hey, Rick, while I was talking to Frankfurt,

I picked up some hot news for you.

Get this.

Marla's there.

Marla? In Frankfurt?

Tulsa, did you hear what I just heard?

Is it raining there? I hear thunder.

What's the matter up front? You blind?

What do you mean "blind"? He hit it, didn't he?

Well now, are we lucky? Oh, you're kidding.

Oh, man, what luck. What are we gonna do?

Wow.

Oh. Here comes trouble.

Okay, okay, chattering on the radio.

And a thrown track. What happened?

Sorry, Sarge. My fault.

Of course it was your fault.

You're the driver, ain't ya?

Look, Sarge, he said he was sorry.

Can't this army take an apology?

What do you mean, "Can't..."

She threw a track, Sarge. Tough job.

Oh, shut up. Who would you like me

to call, the automobile club?

Oh, would you do that for us, Sarge?

Ye... don't just stand there. Fix it.

And this whole crew stays here

till the job is done. Uh, Sarge,

that's gonna make it pretty tough for me

to fix that date up for you.

Yeah, you better ride with me, Dynamite.

Somebody has to make out the report.

Somebody has to make out the report.

Good-bye. Good-bye. Good-bye.

Dames is money in this man's army, huh, Tulsa?

Don't look at me. I'm broke.

Yeah, I'd like to be as broke as you are.

Hey, Cooky?

You know I was under that tank for four hours.

If I ever come back in this army,

I'm putting in for General.

Not me. You're looking at a born civilian.

Say, when am I gonna get

that $300 you guys owe me?

Oh, don't every day ask the same question, Sarge.

You'll get it. I just don't happen to have it on me.

No pockets. Ha-ha.

Hey, somebody glommed my soap.

I think we had it for breakfast.

Hey, where's my soap?

Throw me my soap!

Aw, cut it out.

Tulsa. Hey, Fritzi.

I borrowed a car from my Uncle Otto.

We go for a ride later?

Sorry, we gotta, we gotta play tonight, honey.

Ja wohl.

No, you don't understand.

I mean, uh, here.

But I have the car.

Well, maybe after we're finished here.

Keep your motor running, honey.

You're in for a treat, Sarge.

We're playing here tonight.

Ain't she a beauty?

Just look at that shape.

That ain't the kind of shape

I'm interested in. Where'd Dynamite?

- Hey, Sarge. - Hey.

I see you got your pockets on.

The gelt, the gelt.

I'll take any part of that $300 bucks.

Sarge, you've been very patient,

so whatever problem Mueller gives us tonight,

you get half, okay?

I'll be waiting.

Hey, here's Papa Mueller.

Bye, Sarge.

Hi, Papa Mueller. Well, we're here.

Ready for the audition, like you said.

Boys, boys, I did not say "Yes." I did not say, "No.".

But you did say "Maybe."

The maybe's now no.

I'm afraid to take a chance with beginners.

But Papa, I've been trying to tell you,

we're the hottest combo this side of the Rhine.

Yeah. This could make you famous.

You could discover the Three Blazes.

And besides, you don't have to pay us much.

How much? How much can you afford?

Nothing. We'll take it.

What is this? Shh, shh.

We need the practice.

If the price is nothing, I take the chance.

Ain't we working kind of cheap?

Think of the bright side:

if we get nothing,

then all McGraw gets is half of nothing.

Oh, yeah.

Dynamite.

Komen zie in.

Hi, Sarge.

Well, we got one of each.

Take your pick. At ease.

Red's my favorite color.

Come on, girls. Let's get a drink at the bar.

Uh, vas ist, uh, your name?

Britta.

Hey, you're with me. Ja.