Wing and a Prayer Page #2

get out of the way.

The prop cut him

nearly in half.

I'm sorry, sir.

So was the other pilot.

So was

Spangler's mother.

I'd like

to explain, sir...

I don't

like explanations.

Secure.

Sorry, sir.

The way you and the

others had to take it

on account of me.

Just don't ignore

any more wave-offs.

Aye, aye, sir.

Mr. Scott.

Here's some

mail for you.

Oh, thanks.

I see the movie fans

haven't forgotten you, sir.

Cunningham?

Yes, sir.

I've received this letter

from the admiral.

I thought you'd

like to read it.

Congratulations.

Gentlemen!

Gentlemen!

I give you

Cookie Cunningham!

The man who studied

Japanese mathematics

and found you always

get the right answer

by subtracting zero.

Who says we don't know

where we're going?

I tell you what

I'm going to do.

I'll fly my TBF

clear to Tokyo.

I'll drag that

little monkey to 15,000

and drop him

like a bomb,

right smack on Fujiyama.

I can't stand the

canned vegetables

you get

on shipboard.

But our squadron's

different.

We'll have

fresh vegetables.

How come?

How?

You going to plow up

the flight deck?

No, I'm not kidding.

We'll have

some fresh celery,

real juicy tomatoes,

green onions...

What are you going

to use for dirt?

Water and chemicals.

That's the agriculture

of the future.

Ya-hoo!

Hey, fellows!

Look!

Get a load of this!

Wait a minute!

Hey, wait!

Now don't do that.

You did it!

It shows it right there.

You kissed Betty Grable.

If I didn't see it,

I wouldn't believe it.

Did you

ever kiss Garbo?

I've never seen her.

When you're in a picture

and you have

to kiss Betty Grable...

Listen to me...

have to...

When you kiss her,

what's it feel like?

Ah, let it lay.

I'm serious

about this, Oscar.

I really mean it.

I mean, do you feel

anything at all,

or is it all just

part of the day's work?

Does she breathe deep?

Does she kiss you

or you her?

Does she kiss back?

What I want to know is,

how does it make

you feel?

The rest of us can only dream

about those girls,

but you've

actually kissed them.

What's it like?

Well, it's, uh...

it's like nothing

else in this world.

- Ahh.

- Ahh.

I'll never forget

that frst girl

I kissed in a picture.

Who was it?

Yeah. Who?

You think

I'd kiss and tell?

In a wardroom?

Come on, Oscar.

Well, it's, um...

The night before

the scene was to be shot,

I didn't sleep.

I lay awake all night,

just daydreaming

about that kiss.

How do you

daydream at night?

Quiet.

Well, how do you?

The next morning

I got to the studio

an hour earlier,

got into my wardrobe,

dashed over to the set.

I waited all day

for that one moment

when I'd get

to kiss her.

Finally, it was time

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