A Girl in Every Port

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- Man Of War? But he's dead.

So's the cluck. Don't tell me you fell

for that after we did it ourselves.

Now, now, let's not be hasty.

Little Aaron is gonna make a million dollars.

He's a counterfeiter as well as a horse?

- Just a minute...

- Who sold him to you?

- I bought him in an auction, a guy took me.

- Took you is right.

Don't tell me it was Buffalo Bill.

I was Buffalo Bill, remember, and you were

Sitting Bull that time in Pago Pago.

- Just a minute...

- It was a guy I met in a bar.

And when I told him about Aunt Gussie, it

turns out him and her was old friends too.

- You two oughta get together sometime.

- Just a minute! Attention!

Now then, at ease.

So he was Aunt Gussie's friend?

Yeah, he was almost my uncle too.

Attention!

And stay at attention until I finish.

The fact is, somebody swindled

Seaman Dunnevan out of his inheritance.

Naturally, we can't have our men

made the victims of every bunkum artist

who think the US Navy is fair game.

Take charge of the matter.

You'll get a five-day leave from the brig.

When you have concluded the mission,

you'll return to the brig for your sentence.

- Understand?

- Aye aye, sir.

Then get going.

- One thing more.

- Sir?

During the past 20 years in which

it has been my unhappy lot

to have you under my command,

there have been entrusted to my keeping

certain files.

In this, for instance, is the entire

report of the Battle of Wake Island.

In this is the complete account of the

destruction of a Japanese taskforce

off the coast of Okinawa.

And in this, the record of the sinking

of an aircraft carrier.

But the rest of these cabinets...

from top to bottom, is filled with nothing

but the compiled data of your escapades

on land, on sea, and even in the air.

But this time, I warn you,

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