The Gang's All Here Page #2

- Didn't you tell her I wanted to meet her? | - She wasn't interested.

- I'm afraid you picked the wrong girl. | - Yeah?

I think I'll go over | to that Broadway Canteen.

- I'm warning you, you won't get to fiirst base. | - I'm pretty good at baseball.

So was the mighty Casey, | but even Casey struck out.

It'll take more than three strikes | to keep me away from fiirst base.

- Fifty bucks says you go down swinging. | - I'll take that bet.

- Have you ever been in Tennessee? | - No. Is that where y'all from?

- You guessed it. And I bet I can tell you where you're from. | - Where?

Heaven, lady. | Heaven.

Shove off, sailor.

- So long, angel. | - So long, Tennessee.

- Are you really an angel? | - The navy seems to think so.

My mom always told me, if I was | a good boy, I'd see an angel someday.

You be a good boy now and watch | that right hand. It's slipping.

Just lookin' for your wings, baby. | Lookin' for your wings.

- Do I really have to give you up? | - Sorry, it's the rule here.

The marines lay the groundwork, | and the army takes over.

When I fiirst saw you, | I said, "target for tonight. "

Hmm. You're not | wearing them, are you?

- Not wearing what? | - Your marksmanship medals.

Ah, I wish you weren't | so beautiful.

Why?

Well, then nobody would cut in, and you'd be | all mine for the rest of the evening.

Have you been getting results | with that line?

Aw, I'm sorry.

You're used to getting a pretty good spiel | from most of these fellas I guess.

Oh, I don't mind them.

After all, | they're a long way from home.

A long way from their girls.

You can't blame them if they get | off the beam once in a while.

They're all pretty sweet.

Even the wise ones.

Say, would you think | I was too forward if I, uh-

If you what?

Well, if I asked you your name?

No, of course not. It's Allen. | What's yours?

- What? | - I said, "What's your name? "

Oh. Well, uh, it's, uh, Casey.

Casey? Hmm. | That's a pretty good name.

- "Casey at the bat. " | - That's me.

- Huh? | - Well, I-

I mean, | I played a lot of baseball.

- Are you pretty good? | - Well, that depends.

Sometimes I, uh, | don't even get to fiirst base.

- I like baseball. | - So do I.

I like dancing too.

- Huh? Oh, I'm sorry. | - That's all right.

Would you like something to eat?

- Why, yes. I guess I would. | - Doughnuts and coffee?

- If you led me to it, I'd eat hay. | - Well, come on.

May I have a couple, June?

Thank you. | There you are.

- Oh, cream and sugar? | - No, thanks.

You'll fiind those awfully good. | You can dunk if you'd like to.

- Dunk? | - Mm-hmm. Like this.

- Isn't that better? | - Yes, much better.

Here. Have another bite.

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