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- War Department, see?
I left my... My glasses are in my room.
I would like to read this by myself,
but I'm a little anxious.
- Read it, son, slowly.
- All right.
I'm starting to play
trombone a little, too.
Let's see if I can get focused in here.
- "Dear Tom, why you dirty old..."
- Skip that word.
"Certainly was a surprise
hearing from you.
Your amusing letter was appreciated
more than you imagine.
Of course, you've got plenty of time
to be amusing,
sitting on that porch, rocking away,
while we put in a full day's work.
You always were a lucky stiff,
and I envy you.
A few years more, I was saying
to Edie the other evening,
and I'll be able
to take it easy like old Tom."
Old Tom.
"Oh, well.
Some people have all the luck.
Everything's fine here.
Carol had the mumps..."
The rest of the letter
is about the family.
He's telling me that they can't use me.
No place for me.
We're not fooling each other.
Bob, it wouldn't be too hard to
learn this game of horseshoes.
Now, would it?
It'd be a cinch.
Begging your pardon, sir,
but there's really
a lot to be said for leisure.
Of course, you've always been active,
but in time...
Never kid a kidder, son.
See you later.
That's a good one!
Fine, fine.
All right, kids, take a rest.
- I'm sure it's a great...
- Bob? Phil?
Ready to run through
the Choreography number.
I'll be with you in a minute.
It's the craziest thing I ever heard of!
How are you gonna get a whole
division up here by Christmas Eve?
So we don't get a whole division.
But there must be enough guys
in New England alone
from the old man's outfit
to fill a town this size.
At least enough guys
to let him know he's not forgotten.
Don't you think
putting the show on will do it?
Phil, if you'd seen the look in his eyes
when he read that letter
you'd know it wouldn't.
It's gonna take five days
to put the show on, is it?
That's right.
How are we gonna get in touch
with all the fellows?
Television. Ed Harrison.
I'm gonna go put a call in to him now.
I'll go on down to New York, and if I
can swing it, I'll get on his show
and make a pitch to the guys myself.
What do you think of it?
I think it's impossible,
ridiculous and insane.
- Anything else?
- Yeah. I wish I'd thought of it first.
You rehearse the number.
I'll put the call in, Bob.
Hey, Johnny, get the kids
for a dress rehearsal, will you?
Emma? Could you put in
a long-distance call for me?
I want to get Ed Harrison,
New York City.
- The television Ed Harrison?
- That's the fellow, yeah.
You'll catch him at Radio City, I think.
And let's keep it quiet.
This is kind of a personal thing.
Sure, sure. Ed Harrison, television.
Radio City, gee.
All right, fellas. From the top.
The theater, the theater
What's happened to the theater
Especially where dancing is concerned?
Chaps
Who did taps
Aren't tapping anymore
They're doing choreography
Chicks
Who did kicks
Aren't kicking anymore
They're doing choreography
Heps
Who did steps
That would stop the show
In days that used to be
Through the air they keep flying
Like a duck that is dying
Instead of dance
It's choreography
Ed, Ed, I know it's a long shot,
but there's no other way
to reach the men in a hurry.
How does it sound?
I love the idea of doing
something for the old man.
If it weren't for him,
I wouldn't know how to peel a potato!
Look, why don't you go all out?
Put the whole show on TV?
I'll come up there myself,
bring the camera, the crew, the works.
- Thanks, Ed, but that's not the idea.
- Well, it's a great idea.
Put the show on the whole network
right from Pine Tree. Play it up big.
A real Christmas Eve show,
all about how you're playing
Santa Claus to the old man, you know.
Plenty of schmaltz, lots of heart.
Would be worth over $100,000
in free advertising for you and Phil.
And, yeah,
we'll put the old boy on himself,
you know, the forgotten-man angle.
Tear their hearts out.
Here's the laundry, Emma.
I'm sorry, Ed. Sorry, but that's out.
We're not commercializing
on the old man's hard luck. No chance.
All I want to do is go on your show
and make a little pitch. OK?
Wonderful. Wonderful.
See you Sunday night then. Bye.
- Take it upstairs, Susan.
- All right.
Emma?
- Was there a telegram for me?
- What?
Yeah! Just an offer
from the Carousel Club in New York,
anytime you and Judy are available.
What's your technique?
Holding them up to the light?
- That's for amateurs. I use steam.
- You're quite a pro.
I'm thinking of turning in my uniform.
Stick your nose
in other people's business
and eventually you find out things
you wish you hadn't.
Anything specific?
Did you know the boys are planning
to put this whole show on television?
- Television?
- Right from here, on Christmas Eve.
I just heard Bob fix it with
Ed Harrison. It's a big deal.
Real schmaltz, I think they called it.
- They're even gonna put the general on.
- I just can't believe it.
That'll make him a pathetic figure
from coast to coast.
What's it gonna do to his pride?
Of course, you know it means
over $200,000 worth of free publicity
- for Davis and Wallace.
- Emma, that's a terrible thing to say.
I didn't say it. Bob Wallace said it.
I just heard him.
No. Bob wouldn't be involved in a thing
like that. I'm sure you're wrong.
Well, if I am, I'll resign as president
of the New England chapter
of Busybodies Anonymous.
Oh, dear, my nerves. It's the phone.
Hi, Betty. Have you seen Bob?
Do you know whether he made that
phone call to New York or not, Emma?
- I understand he did.
- Good.
I hear that television's
entered the picture.
- Then he worked it out?
- Beautifully.
- It's a great, little angle, isn't it?
- Brilliant.
Listen, keep this under your hat,
will you?
We wouldn't want the general
to know about it, because it's...
I can understand that.
Betty, that was Bob. He's waiting
to rehearse in the dining room.
- Anything wrong?
- Tell him I'm on the way.
- Hi, hon. How about some lunch?
- I'm not hungry.
- But Betty...
- I said I'm not hungry.
- What's with her?
- I'm not sure, but I have an idea.
I want to think about it.
Yeah, well, let's think about it over
a sandwich, kid. I'm starving to death.
- Change the routine...
- That other rehearsal's
got me crazy. I don't know...
Let's set up the next number.
Howdy. I was just going over
this Blessings number.
Something we could do together.
Want to try it from the release?
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
What's the matter? A bad key for you?
Look, I don't think
I'm right for this song.
Of course you are. Lays great for you.
Come on, now, let's try it.
- No, I don't think I'm right for it.
- Don't be silly.
What I'm trying to say is
I don't feel like doing this song.
I don't want to do this song. In fact,
I'm not sure I want to do the show.
Well, what is this?
You sleep well last night or what?
I'd rather not discuss last night,
if you don't mind.
Come now, I admit I was
a little carried away and everything,
but there's no use getting all upset
with just a simple little kiss.
Nobody signed a contract.
There's certainly nothing
for you to feel guilty about.
- Look who's talking about guilt.
- What do you mean by that?
I mean, you shouldn't mix fairytales
with liverwurst and buttermilk.
- What did you have for lunch today?
- I didn't have lunch.
Well, maybe you ought to eat something.
Why is everybody suddenly
so concerned about my eating habits?
- Why don't people leave me alone...
- Time, time, cut!
Let's get off the merry-go-round.
If you got something to say, say it.
Otherwise, let's get to work. I got
a lot of details here to take care of.
Well, then, let's just skip all this.
I certainly wouldn't want to interfere
with the business plans
of the great Wallace and Davis.
- That's quite a remark.
- I'm sorry. It's the best I can do.
Look, Betty,
I've got no time for games today.
Now, are you gonna
sing this song or not?
- I don't want to sing the song.
- Well, nobody's twisting your arm.
- Is that all, Mr. Wallace?
- Yes, that's all, Miss Haynes.
Yours ought to be done by now.
- How do you figure that?
- I'm not sure,
but daylight's beginning to glimmer.
Last night she couldn't sleep.
Today she won't eat.
- She's in love.
- If that's love, somebody goofed.
It's love all right, but she's
deliberately putting up barriers.
I'd bet my bottom dollar on it.
- Why?
- Because of me.
She's always felt that she's mother hen
and I'm her little chick.
She'll never leave the roost
until I'm taken care of.
- That's funny. Are you sure?
- I should've known.
She'll never get involved with anyone
until I'm married
- or engaged or something.
- Well, I guess that's the end of that.
Unless I get myself engaged
or something real fast.
That's ridiculous.
Even if it made any sense at all,
you're up here in the wilderness.
There's nobody around here.
I don't know.
Be realistic. Who could you find up here
to get yourself engaged to?
Well, I suppose it ought
to be someone that I know.
That always helps.
- Of course, it's got to be a man.
- That's an absolute must.
No, no, no. I mean a mature man.
One with talent and experience.
- Talent, experience...
- One that's witty,
- gay, charming, attractive.
- Witty, gay, charming, sure.
Where are you gonna find
such a super man?
- Don't be so modest.
- Honey, fellas like that don't...
- Me?
- Well, you're not exactly Superman,
- but you're awfully available.
- Yeah, now, don't get any ideas, Judy.
- I'm not the marrying kind.
- It's just an engagement.
Yeah, well,
I'm not the engaging kind, either.
Well, what kind are you?
Well, I'm more the "I don't mind
pushing my best friend into it,
but I'm scared stiff when I get
anywhere close to it myself" kind.
How terrible could it be for a few days?
- You do like me, don't you?
- Sure, I do.
- I mean, I'm not exactly repulsive.
- Of course not.
And you do find me gay, amusing,
good company, fun to be with?
Sure, but I feel the same way
about my cocker spaniel.
Well, let's just skip it.
I was only thinking of Betty and Bob.
Betty and Bob, yeah.
Look, it would only be temporary?
Well, of course. Well,
you don't think I'm the kind of girl
that goes around throwing myself
at a man, do you?
Of course not. Nobody thinks that.
Well, look, let me figure this out.
Now, it would only last two or three
weeks at the worst. At the most, I mean.
Well, of course.
And we wouldn't have to
announce our engagement
till it was absolutely necessary.
Absolutely necessary.
Well, OK, it's a deal.
But don't you think
we ought to kiss or something?
Not until it's absolutely necessary.
Isn't it a wonderful party?
Bob, would you like to dance?
- I'm game if you are.
- Thank you.
Hey, Betty. How about some exercise?
Come on.
The best things
Happen while you're dancing
Things that you would not do at home
Come naturally on the floor
- For dancing
- Pardon me.
Soon becomes romancing
Hi. OK.
Even guys with two left feet
Come out all right if the girl is sweet
If by chance their cheeks should meet
While dancing
Mr. Herring, this is Miss Lennis.
- How do you do?
- Mutual, I'm sure.
- Bye.
- May I?
- Looks like it's absolutely necessary.
- What... You mean, I...
Hold it a minute, fellas.
Give me a little ching-a-ring, will you?
Folks, I have an announcement to make.
An announcement, and I want you all
to be the first to know.
I don't know whether the best things
happen while you're dancing
or whether they just happen
in Vermont...
...but Judy has just agreed to...
Well, I mean that she just asked me...
That is, she just said...
What I'm trying to say
is that Judy and I are engaged.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
- I sure wish it would happen to me!
- Yeah, I do, too!
It's just wonderful, darling.
I'm so happy for you.
I hoped you would be.
Is everything all right?
Sure, sure, it's all right. I'm fine.
You realize you're getting the best girl
in the whole wide world?
- I... Yeah. Sure.
- You take care of her.
- I'd say this calls for champagne.
- I'll help you, Emma.
- Congratulations, kids!
- Thanks, Bob.
I don't know what you see
in this long drink of charged water,
but, honestly, after you get
to know him, he's almost endurable.
- You're gonna settle down, buster?
- Yeah.
- Pipe, slippers... All the best, boy.
- Yeah. Yeah. Thanks, Bob.
By the way, the water's fine.
Why don't you take a little plunge?
I don't know.
It seemed a little icy today.
That's today. I've a feeling
by tomorrow it'll warm up just fine.
Well, you sold me. I'll go.
Well, don't just stand there.
Aren't you going to kiss the bride?
Kiss... Yes, sir.
Yes, sir!
Now, that didn't hurt too much, did it?
You know, in some ways, you're
far superior to my cocker spaniel.
At ease, General.
- Champagne?
- Yeah, I think I will.
Champagne?
Here. Let's drink to their happiness.
To buttermilk and liverwurst
and getting things back
to where they were yesterday.
I know we always said
we'd never break up the act,
but that wasn't really very realistic.
I mean, well,
we both knew that someday one of us
or both of us would want to be free.
Besides, now that I'm taken care of,
you don't have to feel responsible
for me anymore.
I mean, well, if there's anything
special you want to do,
you can just feel free now
to go ahead and do it.
Isn't that true? I say, isn't that true?
Betty, honey, are you asleep?
Good night.
Thanks, General.
When you get back to the inn,
would you give this to Judy?
It explains everything.
I can't help feeling
this is a tactical error.
I kept watching you and Bob last night.
I say what you two need
is a good talking to.
No, General, this is a private war.
Don't do anything.
I promise. Good luck.
Sure, I know about that,
but on Christmas Eve
we're gonna have a lot
of special trains coming in here,
from Boston, Philadelphia and New York.
Now, can you handle it OK?
I'll call the traffic manager.
Good, but remember,
strictly off the record.
- Yes, Mr. Wallace.
- That's great.
All aboard!
Betty!
What's this?
Where do you think you're going?
- I'm going to New York. I've got a job.
- You've got a job. Where?
Goodbye, Bob. Good luck. I hope
you have great success with the show.
Betty, about yesterday,
if I said anything, I didn't mean it.
Goodbye.
I was so busy with other things,
I must have sounded like an idiot...
- Goodbye.
- ...but I didn't mean... Betty.
Judy. Hey, Judy. John.
Come on up here.
Let's run through the Abraham number.
Watch the tempo on the last part.
Keep it rocking, will you, fellows?
That's wonderful.
That's great, Johnny.
Listen, all right, kids, come on up
here. I want the boys in the back.
Excuse me, Judy.
It's for you from Betty.
- She gave it to Grandpa at the station.
- At the station?
Phil! Phil!
- What's the matter?
- Phil, it's from Betty.
How could you be stupid enough
to try a stunt like this?
Phony engagements
and messing around with people's lives.
You ought to be horse-whipped.
First you, and then you,
and then you again.
Gee whiz, Bob,
I only did it for your own good.
Yeah, because I'm a lonely,
miserable, unhappy man.
That's right, and when you're unhappy,
I'm unhappy. After all, Bob, I...
Oh, no. You're not gonna start again
with that life-saving bit.
Well, I told you,
I don't expect any gratitude.
I'm not even sure you saved my life.
Sometimes I wish
the wall had fallen on me.
- Don't say that.
- And you, her own sister,
how could you do such a thing?
It's always that
she's been a kind of a mother hen...
Yeah, we wanted the mother hen
to leave the roost,
so that the little chick could...
- Well, I guess we laid an egg.
- An egg?
Brother, you laid a Vermont volleyball!
I'm going to New York
and try and square it with Betty.
You ought to consider yourself
plenty lucky.
You might have been stuck
with this weirdsmobile for life!
- Judy!
- Leave the kid alone.
You've got her confused
enough already.
Bob, you don't understand one thing.
Boy, you've mixed
things up beautifully, you have.
- Listen to me...
- No! You listen to me.
I got a job for you to do, if you think
you can get one simple thing straight.
- Try me.
- OK.
The general always listens
to the Ed Harrison Show, right?
- Yeah.
- I'm gonna be on about 9:00.
- 9:00.
- Tell Emma about it.
Maybe she can help you.
But the big thing is
don't let the general anywhere near
that television set. You get me?
Don't worry, Bob. I'll keep him away
from that television set
if I have to break my arm.
Break your arm, your ankle or your neck,
but don't break anything valuable.
OK, Bob. You can depend on me.
Let's see, break the arm...
- Good evening, Mr. Wallace.
- Marcel, how are you?
Fine, thank you.
I have a table all ready for you, sir.
Good.
- Has Betty Haynes been on yet?
- Not yet. In a few minutes.
Good. I'm expecting Eddy Harrison, too.
Show him to the table.
- Certainly, Mr. Wallace.
- Thanks.
- Dick.
- Yes, honey.
Let's not do the number
we rehearsed this afternoon.
Play Blue Skies. Anything.
The number sounded great in rehearsal.
I know it did, but I just...
It's a wonderful number, honey.
Come on. Let's do it. Please, do it.
Love
You didn't do right by me
You planned a romance
That just hadn't a chance
And I'm through
Love
You didn't do right by me
I'm back on the shelf
And I'm blaming myself
But it's you
My one love affair
Didn't get anywhere from the start
To send me a Joe
Who had winter and snow in his heart
Wasn't smart
Love
You didn't do right by me
As they say in the song
You done me wrong
My one love affair
Didn't get anywhere
From the start
To send me a Joe
Who had winter and snow in his heart
Wasn't smart
Oh, love
You didn't do right by me
As they say in the song
You done me wrong
Yes, Mr. Love
You done me wrong
Surprise! What brings you here?
I had a little business
to take care of.
- I see.
- Some of it concerns you.
- Really?
- Yeah. It sort of boils down to this.
You didn't have to break up the act
or run out of town,
because Judy and Phil's engagement
was phony.
A phony?
Seems they were trying
to figure out some way
to get rid of any barriers
between you and the altar.
Seems like they thought you and I
were serious about each other.
It just shows you
how foolish people can be.
Yeah.
Why do people have to stick their noses
in other people's business?
- Well, that's Phil for you, I guess.
- That's Judy for you.
The two of us were having
some laughs together
and they thought we were
in love with each other.
- Ridiculous.
- Sure.
They're sorry about it now,
and Judy wants you to come back.
Matter of fact,
I'd like to see you come back myself.
- Well, I don't know...
- Betty.
I know that knight of yours
has slipped off his charger.
Why, I don't know,
but I'd like to do all I can
to get him back up there again for you.
- Mr. Wallace has been expecting you.
- Thank you very much.
- Bob, come on. It's 8:30.
- This is Ed Harrison. Miss Haynes.
- How do you do?
- Hi.
Boy, what I went through for you,
sponsors, network,
but I finally got it squared away
just the way you wanted it.
- That's swell, Ed. Listen...
- I got a cab waiting. We're late.
Just a second, Ed. I want to...
Looks like I've got to scoot.
Could I see you later tonight maybe?
- I'm sorry, I have a date.
- What about tomorrow?
- No, I'll be busy all day.
- Come on, will you?
You'd better go.
You're keeping Mr. Harrison.
- What will I tell Judy?
- I don't know.
I have to think about it.
Goodbye, Bob.
Think Phil will be able to keep the
old man away from the television set?
I have complete confidence in him.
When it comes to conniving or
finagling, you can't beat this boy.
- Hello, girls.
- Hello.
You have the right station?
- Yeah.
- Sure.
Grandpa, the battery's dead on the Jeep.
It's stuck...
I'll fix it later. I don't want
to miss the Ed Harrison Show.
Judy.
Should be a very good show tonight.
- General, come quickly.
- What's this?
It's a terrible thing. Fell down the
stairs. I tell you it's an awful thing.
Mercy! Go see if you can help him.
What is it? What is it?
Did you fall down the stairs?
- Yes, sir.
- Are you hurt?
I'm all right, sir. Probably just
a small compound fracture, sir.
- There we are. How does it feel?
- It feels pretty good, sir.
- Put your weight on it.
- My weight. Right here, sir.
- Susan, call a doctor.
- Please don't do that, sir.
It's probably just a small
internal muscular hemorrhage, sir.
It'll be all right.
You'll feel better if we take you
where you can be comfortable.
- Yes, sir.
- Let's just go back in here
and you can watch the television.
- Sir.
- I'm going to call a doctor.
Please, sir, don't bother. If you'll
just heIp me back to the bungaIow,
- I'm sure I'll be all right, sir.
- OK.
Thank you, sir. I wouldn't want
to faint in front of the women, sir.
I'll be all right!
- Don't put your weight on it.
- No, no, no, sir.
Fine, sir.
Thank you. Thank you.
And now it's a great privilege
to present my special guest,
an old pal from Army days,
a great guy and a great entertainer,
Bob Wallace!
Bob's got a special message tonight
for all you guys
who were a part of the 151st Division.
It's about someone
who's very close to all of us,
and he's gonna tell you about it
in his own special way.
- Bob?
- Thanks, Eddy.
When the war was over
Why, there were jobs galore
For the GI Josephs
Who were in the war
But for generals
Things were not so grand
And it's not so hard to understand
What can you do with a general
When he stops being a general?
Oh, what can you do
With a general who retires?
Who's got a job for a general
When he stops being a general?
They all get a job
But a general no one hires
They fill his chest with medals
While he's across the foam
And they spread the crimson carpet
When he comes marching home
The next day someone hollers
When he comes into view
"Here comes the general"
And they all say, "General who?"
They're delighted that he came
But they can't recall his name
Nobody thinks of assigning him
When they stop wining and dining him
It seems this country never has enjoyed
So many one and two and three
And four-star generals unemployed
Like Eddy told you,
that song is for the 151st Division.
The officers and the men
under the command
of Major General Tom Waverly.
I hope a lot of you guys were listening,
because I have something
I want you to do for me.
Don't you want to sit down?
No, no, sir. If you'll just walk me
around the barn a few times,
I think it'll be fine, sir. Yes.
It's a little too fast, sir.
If we just slow down a little bit, sir.
I know it's murder asking you to
leave your homes on Christmas Eve,
and certainly
a trip like this is no bargain.
It shouldn't be too tough
for the fellows who live in the
New England area, but remember this,
nobody connected with the show
is getting anything out of it,
nothing at all.
Except what we're offering you,
a chance to give the nicest
Christmas gift he'll ever get
to the nicest guy we'll ever know.
Remember, then,
your objective is Pine Tree, Vermont.
for Operation Waverly.
Hey, listen, men,
when I give you the signal,
I want you to fall in single file
on each side of the stage.
And I want you to fall in at attention
like that day at Montecatini when
Clark came through. You remember?
It was a big day for you. You got a lot
of that stuff hung on you. Remember?
I'm gonna have you face the general.
When I give you the command to march,
I want you to step right out,
just Iike you used to.
- All right, Captain.
- OK, boys.
- Captain, these things have shrunk.
- Your appetite hasn't shrunk.
Who's there?
They're sure gone.
How could you have sent
all my suits to the cleaners?
You've only got two.
Well, I think you'd send
one at a time then, in that case.
- Why can't you wear your uniform?
- Yes!
I won't appear in uniform.
- Please, Gramps.
- Absolutely not.
Very well, I'll explain to Bob and Phil
that you didn't care to
come to the show tonight.
- I'll have you court-martialed.
- Susan. You're not obliged to go.
They haven't done much for you,
hardly anything.
Emma, I'll make my own decisions.
I got along very well in the Army
without you.
It took 15,000 men to take my place.
- Susan.
- Fifteen thousand men.
I hope he comes down.
That'd be awful if he wouldn't.
It's Betty!
- Welcome home, Betty!
- Hello, Emma.
How are you?
- Hi, Susie.
- Hi, Betty.
- Where's Judy?
- She's coming.
- Honey. I'm so glad you came.
- Hello, Judy.
You didn't say anything to Bob, did you?
Hurry up now.
You haven't got much time to get ready.
If I weren't such a mean old biddy,
I'd break right down and cry.
Grandpa!
You look wonderful.
You didn't expect me to
come down in my bathrobe, did you?
No.
Ten-hut!
We'll follow the old man
Wherever he wants to go
Long as he wants to go
Opposite to the foe
We'll stay with the old man
Wherever he wants to stay
Long as he stays away
From the battle's fray
Because we love him
We love him
Especially when he keeps us on the ball
And we'll tell the kiddies
We answered duty's call
With the grandest son of a soldier
Of them all
Because we love him
We love him
Especially when he keeps us on the ball
And we'll tell the kiddies
We answered duty's call
With the grandest son of a soldier
Of them all
Troops are ready for inspection, sir!
Just routine, sir.
I am not satisfied
with the conduct of this division.
Some of you men
are under the impression
having been a non-CO
entitles you not to wear neckties.
Well, you're wrong.
Neckties will be worn in this area.
And look at the rest of your appearance.
You're a disgrace to the outfit.
You're soft. You're sloppy.
You're unruly. You're undisciplined.
And I never saw anything
look so wonderful in my whole life.
Thank you all.
- Thanks, Phil.
- General.
- I'm grateful, Captain.
- You're welcome.
Ten-hut!
When I was mustered out
I thought without a doubt
That I was through
With all my care and strife
I thought that I was then
The happiest of men
But after months of tough civilian life
Gee, I wish I was back in the Army
The Army wasn't really bad at all
Three meals a day, free
For which you didn't pay
Uniforms for winter, spring and fall
There's a lot to be said for the Army
The life without responsibility
A soldier out of luck
Was really never stuck
There's always someone higher up
Where you can pass the buck
Oh, gee, I wish I was back in the Army
Gee, I wish I was back in the Army
The Army was the place to find romance
Soldiers and WACs
The WACs who dressed in slacks
Dancing cheek to cheek
And pants to pants
There's a lot to be said for the Army
A gal was never lost for company
A million handsome guys
With longing in their eyes
And all you had to do was pick the age
The weight, the size
Oh, gee, I wish I was back in the Army
Gee, I wish I was back in the Army
The shows we got, civilians couldn't see
How we would yell
For Dietrich and Cornell
Jolson, Hope and Benny all for free
There's a lot to be said for the Army
The best of doctors
Watched you carefully
A dentist and a clerk
For weeks and weeks they'd work
They'd make a thousand-dollarjob
And give it to a jerk
Oh, gee, I wish I was back in the Army
Three meals a day
For which you didn't pay
A million handsome guys
With longing in their eyes
I thought that I was through
With all my care and strife
But after months and months
Of tough civilian life
Oh, gee
I wish I was back in the Army now
- Buster, lookit here!
- Hey, here it comes.
- This is it.
- Isn't this great?
Come on, Phil.
- Lookit here!
- Isn't this great?
- We may get snowed in here, pal.
- Oh, boy, this is great!
- Snow, snow
- Snow, snow
Snow
Hey! Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
Remember, kids, hold those candles up
good and high for me, aren't you?
Keep a nice straight line
when you go out there.
Don't go straggling all over the stage.
- How's your voice, Bobby?
- I'm Bobby.
Pardon me. Well, how's your voice?
You all right?
Give me a nice clear tone.
Let me hear it.
Those were the days.
OK, now, turn around.
We're gonna go on in a minute.
Watch your space. Don't get far apart.
Everybody the same distance. That's it.
Keep the candles up.
Keep them way up high.
OK, Byron.
I'm dreaming
Of a white Christmas
Just like the ones
I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells
In the snow
I'm dreaming
Of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card
I write
May your days be merry
And bright
And may all your Christmases
Be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
- Who's that?
- Santa Claus.
- Welcome to the family, buster.
- Look at this. Relatives already.
Wallace and Davis are flat, you know.
We've got to get some loot.
We've got to take the show to Chicago.
No, no, no, no. I can't make it.
I'm gonna be very busy here.
Wait a minute, I'll join you.
Merry Christmas!
I'm dreaming
Of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card
I write
May your days be merry
And bright
And may all your
Christmases
Be white
Merry Christmas!
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