Buck Privates Come Home Page #2

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Don't they know the war's over?

Don't push, Slicker.

All right. Stop worrying.

I gotta get this bag outta here.

Just get rid of the contraband.

I still gotta get this bag out.

What have you got in that bag?

What have you got in that bag?

Just stuff, any kind of stuff.

You have got contraband,

haven't you? Contraband?

Speak up. Tell me the truth. Whew, yeah.

I thought so. Show it to me. All right.

This German booby trap.

Why worry about that?

They'll think that's a camera. Wait

a minute. Has that been 'demined'?

Has it been what?

You know, disconnected?

Oh, don't worry, Slicker. Nothin'

ever happens when you do this.

And nothing never happens

when you do this. Oh.

But never, never,

never... do that.

That's what sets off the bomb. I see.

It's a time bomb.

Get rid of it.

You can have it.

I don't want it.

I don't want it.

Oh, no, no, no.

Get rid of it.

Look out.

You won't hear it now if it

goes off. Neither will you.

Get out, everybody. Wait

a minute. Not you, not you.

Here, put this here. Get

rid of it. No, no, Slicker.

Hold it. Go ahead, get rid of it.

What are you gonna do?

Not in there.

Ka-boom.

Out the porthole.

Out the porthole. Get out

of there. Out the porthole.

You mean the window.

Get over there.

Get it out..

Hello, Slicker.

Evey.

How did you...

Oh, I told Herbie not to...

Duck. Duck quick.

Hurry up, get in there.

Duck.

Herbie..

Herbie. Herbie.

Herbie.

Herbie.. Herbie..

Wow, am I glad I got that window open.

Why didn't you throw it

overboard when you were outside?

You told me to throw it out the window

and I always do what you tell me.

Oh, you do? Didn't I tell you not to bring...

Hey, here comes the old man.

'Tention.

What was that?

Thunder.

Maybe we'll get rain.

Now we'll get hail.

Close that porthole and keep it closed.

Take over, Sergeant. I'll be back

as soon as I've changed my blouse.

Yes, sir.

Ow. Ow, ow, ooo.

All right,

you guys.

Get outta my way.

Break out your gear for

inspection... everything.

Brown.

After six long years, I can read

that baby face of yours like a book.

Now, you're up to something.

Gimme that bag.

No, no, no.

Ow..

What's that?

I don't know. Open it up. Give me the bag.

That's an order,

Brown.

Slicker.

Turn around the other

way. What's the matter?

The other way.

The other way, Herbie.

Evey.

Hi, Sarge.

Hello, fellas.

Hi, Evey.

This is one thing I know nothing about.

Tell the sergeant who put you in the bag.

You did,

Uncle Herbie.

This does it.

Brown, I told you to leave this kid in France.

I just couldn't stay behind

with Uncle Herbie gone.

Besides, she had no place to go or

no one to go to... but Slicker and me.

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