Don't Give Up the Ship Page #4

See that he's checked into the bachelor

officer's quarters for the night.

I'll arrange it sir.

Alright, gentlemen, that's all.

Will there be anything else?

Oh, you'd better bring

another bottle of champagne. Pink.

Pink. Yes, madam.

- Did you miss me, honey?

- Yes.

- Oh, darn it.

- What in the world?

Now I've got the San Diego D.E.'s all

mixed up with the Bremington C.E.V.'s.

What are these, ducky poo.

Oh, Admiral Bludde gave them to me.

Instead of a medal?

- There is no medal.

- No medal?

No and there's no Kornblatt, either.

What's a Kornblatt?

Honey, don't you remember

I used to tell you

about during the war I commanded

the U.S.S. Kornblatt?

Well, that's a Kornblatt.

And it's missing, and...

they said I took it.

You? What would you do with a battleship?

What would anybody do with a battleship?

No, honey, she's not a battleship.

It's a destroyer escort, you see.

And, although I didn't take it...

I'm responsible for it.

Well, let's not worry

about a silly old boat.

Not tonight, anyway.

Nope.

Not tonight.

Honey?

Should I wear the white

pajamas with the black

stripes or the black pajamas

with the white stripes?

Oh, either one sweetie.

Alright, I'll mix them up.

Who needs Lake Winnepawawa?

Anyplace is heaven when

you're with your poochie pie.

Prudence.

You're absolutely beautiful.

It's about time you noticed.

Well, I noticed right from

the start, sweetheart. I

just didn't want you to

think that I was stuck on you.

Oh, champagne.

Caviar. Pheasant under glass.

Oh, is this a way to spend a wedding night.

Wait til you see the dessert.

Dessert?

Where?

It's not over there, Lieutenant.

- I love you, Prudence.

- I love you, darling.

But, I'm in big trouble.

You are if you turn that light

on again, my itsy bitsy baby.

Well, now to worksy worksy.

Worksy worksy?

Yes, sweetheart. I promised the Admiral

that I'd go through these records.

On our honeymoon?

Well, I'm going to help you.

It's a wife's duty.

Yes, you help, dear.

Now, let's see. I might...

I might as well start back in 1945.

Oh, here's...

Here's something very interesting.

106,210 tons of ships in dry dock.

Oh, you have the cutest little ears.

Ears in dry... Darling I can't concentrate.

Now...

- Honey, I've got work to do.

- Oh, you certainly have.

Let me explain, dear. You see there's

this Congressman Mandeville.

Now, he's the head of the House

Appropriations Committee.

- Oh, you say the sweetest things.

- Well...

The Navy needs money for

money for new ships, see,

and he's looking for an

excuse to turn them down.

Now, the Korn...

blatt.

Now, if the Navy can't keep

track of the ships that it has

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