Angels One Five Page #3
- TV-G
- Year:
- 1952
- 98 min
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It was a mercy we didn't collide.
It certainly was.
- Hello, men.
- Hello, Barry.
What have we here?
One pilot, one Hurricane,
both slightly bent.
Hi, Doc.
Let me introduce you ...
Pilot Officer Baird.
Hate to disappoint you ...
... but I don't think you'll need
your blood wagon.
All right, Casey, I shan't be needing you.
- No bones broken?
- No, sir.
You're a lucky chap.
No strains, sprains, pains, or blains?
He's got a ligamentum whatsit.
She means ligamentum nuchae, sir.
I'm a medical student, sir.
Or at least I was till the war started.
It's nothing much.
All the same, I think we better have
a second opinion, don't you?
Let's have a look at it.
I'll give you a lift back
to sick quarters in the ambulance.
all this trouble, sir.
That's all right, old man.
See you in the mess, I hope.
Good-bye, Mrs. Clinton.
Batchy! You old pirate!
- Batchy!
- Where have you been?
So did I, Skipper. So did I.
I saw you go down
after that 1-1-0,
but I was too busy myself
to see what happened.
Oh, that one.
Another Jerry crew will be swimming
back to base this evening.
- Good show.
- Whizzo, Batchy!
Did you get shot up?
Only a teeny-weenie one
in me glycol tank.
And another in my radio.
So I decided to fizz back to base
while I still had some height.
Glad you made it.
And that ends our bedtime story
for tonight, kiddies.
Hold it, chaps!
You haven't heard the half of it.
nice and comfortable on dear old Neethley
... when an angry great Hurricane
comes roaring at me down the runway.
"This is it," I said to meself.
- Silver handles and hello, Saint Peter ...
- What did you do?
What could I do, you twerp?
I just shut my eyes and the whole of my past life
loomed up before me.
What a shocking experience.
And when I opened them again ...
... this other chap had hopped over me back
like a flea on a dog's tail.
# They were only playing leap frog #
# They were only playing leap frog... #
Shut up!
What a copper-bottomed ape.
- Who was it?
- Oh, some ferry type with a ...
... replacement Hurrie, so they tell me.
A replacement? Where is it now?
Standing on its prop
in Barry Clinton's garden, I believe.
By heaven, if he's written it off,
I'll tear him apart.
- Where is he?
- Doc took him down to station sick quarters.
He'll be sorry he didn't write himself off
by the time I'm through with him.
Oh, now, wait a minute, Skipper.
He didn't prang me
What the hell has that
got to do with it?
This is an operational station.
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