Yours, Mine and Ours Page #2
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- 1968
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You requisition those Fresnel lenses?
I'll answer that tomorrow.
The working day has ceased.
Just starting for me.
Drop me at the house.
Frank, do you realise
that at this very hour...
...the Officers' Club is jam-packed
with two-legged goodies.
We owe it to our brethren at sea
to do unto others...
...as they would
if they had our chance.
Darrell, it may come as a shock...
besides girls.
Yeah, women.
Now, don't tell me
it isn't on your mind.
Any fella who has 10 children
just doesn't quit cold turkey.
And if you'd only just...
Why don't you watch where you're...
Oh, hello.
Hi.
Well, old Sam the hermit gets out
of the cave once in a while, huh?
She had my Cream of Wheat
and I had her Post Toasties.
- What?
- Saw her at the commissary, that's all.
Frank, what's wrong with you?
You gonna be an old maid
the rest of your life?
You really think that's what Frances
would've wanted?
Probably not, but give me time.
Time?
You're a borderline case already.
You may only have a few more
cruises left in you.
- Come on in. I'll buy you a beer.
- I thought you'd never ask me.
You can stop worrying about me.
Things are looking up.
who seems to have staying power.
Soon I'll ask you to loan me
your little black book, but right now...
Where you going, Mrs. Anderson?
Mrs. Anderson was last week.
I'm Mrs. Ferguson,
and you can mail me my check.
She left her broomstick.
All right, what happened this time?
Who did what to Mrs. Ferguson?
All right, one at a time.
One at a time.
- She and Louise had a fight.
- A bad fight.
Louise wouldn't come out
of the bathroom for an hour.
She went in, and they were yelling.
- Is that strawberry jam on your hands?
- Raspberry.
I guess she started shaking her...
Or she slipped on the soap.
- Anyway, she fell.
- She didn't fall, she fainted...
...right on the floor.
When Mrs. Ferguson came out, I was
kind of mad, and I had to push her.
Wait a minute. Hold it!
Louise fainted? Where is she?
She's in her room crying,
and she won't come out.
We tried.
I think she's dying.
- And what have you been playing with?
- Ink.
Indelible.
Louise.
Louise, what in the world happened
between you and Mrs. Ferguson?
Leave me alone.
Mary said you fainted.
Is something wrong?
No. I just wish I could get out of this
house and drown myself, that's all.
At least I'd be alone.
Let me take you to the dispensary,
have them check you out.
No. I don't wanna see any doctors,
and I don't want them to see me!
- But, Louise...
- No, please. I don't want to.
No, stop it! I don't want to.
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