MASH Page #2
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- Year:
- 1970
- 116 min
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- Yeah.
- Who told you that?
- How do you know that?
- ''Though l walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
l will fear no evil: for thoo art with me.''
Thou. Thou art with me.
- Jesus Christ.
- What's that about?
That's Major Burns, sir. Excuse me.
- New personnel, Major.
- Good.
- Hiya. Hawkeye Pierce.
- How do you do?
- Duke Forrest.
- Frank Burns.
- How are you?
- Go ahead, Ho-Jon.
''My cup runneth over.''
''Surely goodness and mercy
- shall follow...''
- What's this here?
Ho-Jon, one of our mess-hall boys.
l'm teaching him how to read.
ls that right?
Reading the Bible, huh? That's nice.
Listen, l got a book here
that's got a lot of pictures in it.
l think it's easier to learn how to read
when you look at pictures. A little adventure.
- May l leave now, Major?
- Sure, Ho-Jon.
You have fun.
There it is. Suture, Maty.
- What sutures are these?
- l can't see what the hell l'm doing.
- Scorch, l need some more sponge clamps.
- OK. Just a minute, Les.
Give me some big hunks of sponge,
for ctyin' out loud.
- Also some big sponges. Use these.
- That's bleedin'. That's gotta come out.
l can't stop that bleedin' down there.
- What's so funny?
- Nothing, sir. Not a thing.
- ls that true what l hear about you?
- Duke, back to the kidney. Come on.
- Oh, yeah.
- He's cute.
Give me a clamp. Give me a clamp.
- Here we go.
- Captain Pierce, did you call me?
No, and my name's Hawkeye.
Give me the saw.
l can't really see.
lt's like the Mississippi River down there.
Doesn't feel like it's in one piece.
Get in. Get in there.
And give me some more
of that gauze wrapped up there.
- Ready?
- l'm ready.
Nurse, you got a clamp, please?
Scratch my nose. Just on the tip.
There. A little harder, please.
Attention. Attention.
All noncommissioned... Attention. Attention.
All noncommissioned officers
will report for short-arm inspection at 0400.
That is all.
- What's that?
- That's a martini, Frank.
Finest kind. We're trainin' Ho-Jon to be
a bartender. Would you care to imbibe, sir?
l don't drink.
Jesus Christ, l think he means it.
- l think we've been had, Hawkeye.
- l think you're right.
l don't think it's right to involve a boy
who's not 17 years old yet.
- You go to sleep now?
- Yeah.
- l go wash clothes.
- OK.
You make a mean martini there, Ho-Jon.
You keep it up, you hear?
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
- You ever catch this syndrome before, babe?
- Not with anyone beyond the age of eight.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
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