The Hasty Heart Page #2

I don't know,

either this bed's getting shorter

or I'm growing again.

Come on, Tommy, put a jerk into it!

What's the matter with you,

ill or something?

Here, what is this? Get up, Blossom.

Get up, or else I'll put a snake in with you.

Up, Blossom. Understand?

Blossom.

That's your name, all right, we hope.

Into the washroom.

- Blossom.

- Blossom.

Blimey, what a shower.

- Hiya, Blossom.

- G'day, mate.

Blossom.

That's nerve-wracking, that is.

Hey, drown it, will you? Drown it!

- Yeah, break it up, Tommy!

- Put a sock in it!

Kiwi, pull his mattress out

from under him.

Wake up, me chubby love!

Wake up, you mountain of flesh!

- Has something happened?

- Yes, you died.

- It's Judgment Day.

- Ah, you...

Snap your wings to attention.

Here, somebody snores in here.

- No.

- And I wonder who that could be?

- Who, me?

- Yes, you.

How can you make so much noise

in your sleep without waking yourself up?

I had a terrible dream last night.

I dreamed I was working.

I nearly killed myself working.

I'm that tired this morning,

I can hardly lift a finger.

Look at him.

I've seen them fat,

but I've never seen a man like that.

Aren't you uncomfortable?

Them's muscles, you see.

I just relaxed them a bit.

Relax them anymore

and you'll trip over them.

My old lady loves

every sweet ounce of me.

Hey, Blossom.

Blossom.

Hey, Yank,

why don't you teach him another word?

It only took him a week to learn one.

If he learns two words

they'll make him an officer.

He's doing all right.

He knows one word of English,

we don't know any Basuto.

Yank's right.

Those Basutos are okay.

And great fighters, too.

I was with a company once.

You know, they let a whole year pass

without drawing a cent of their pay.

- Why? Were they ashamed of it?

- No, they let it pile up.

So when they go home they can buy

themselves a wife and a herd of oxen.

More likely an ox and a herd of wives.

All right. Tea up, tea up.

Come on, come on, get a move on!

The Sister's coming.

We're supposed to be finished.

- Goodbye, Sister.

- Goodbye, Johnny.

- You made it a nice war while it lasted.

- Thank you.

Good morning, Alfie.

- Good morning, good morning.

- Good morning, Sister.

- How is everyone this morning?

- Oh, good, I would think.

Tea up, Sister?

This tea tastes like

a baby's been boiled in it.

- Here, this is for you.

- Oh, thanks, Sister.

- Haven't you finished yet?

- Well, not quite, Sister.

Why not?

Weren't you told about the Colonel?

- Yes, but I...

- All right, then hurry up.

Let's see if we can get this place

looking a little less like a foxhole.

All right.

Oh, Jennings, after you're through

I want you to go to Ward 7.

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