Bombardier Page #4

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when you hate me. I expect

that'll be most of the time.

But those of you who pull through,

you will have learned a great creed.

The three greatest things

in a Bombardier's existence

are hit the target, hit the target,

hit the target,

and all day and all night, this

creed will be hammered into you.

Weeks before you ever get off

the ground, you'll be learning

the theory of bombing,

aerial

observation, meteorology,

and you'll

study and study

and study.

When your head aches, we'll dust

the cobwebs off your brain,

and then you'll study some more.

How's it going, Hughes, pretty

tough? Yes, sir, but I'll be

all right, sir.

I'm sure you will. Keep punching.

Hey, Rafferty,

what's been distracting you?

Well, for years on the ranch,

I see nothing but cow guys.

I ride 20 miles horseback to play

with the neighbour kids,

all guy kids.

Sometimes I'm sent away to school -

the school is absolutely for guys.

Then finally here I am

with nothing but guys.

I'm getting to be a guy hater.

Well, if it's a girl, forget it.

There is no girl,

and I can't forget it.

Harris? Yes, sir?

You know...

..you know something? What, sir?

You've made me madder

than I've been all day...

I can't find a thing

wrong with that.

Connors?

Now, look, fella -

you couldn't be born that dumb.

After all, you were all right last

week. What's the matter with you?

Why don't you drop in the

office and we'll talk it over?

There's not much

wrong with any of you a

little hard work can't cure.

And whenever you get that feeling

that you're chained to the ground,

whenever you wonder if you'll

ever get up there, just remember

boys in advanced flight training

have their troubles too.

Pilot to Bombardier.

Go ahead, sir.

Open the bomb bay doors -

we're just about at our altitude.

Stand by for orders.

Buck, you don't give orders

to the Bombardier, ask him

when he's ready to bomb -

he'll tell you air speed,

altitude and heading to fly.

Instructor to Bombardier.

Instructor to Bombardier.

Yes, sir. Listen, Sylvie,

when you're on a bombing mission,

you're in charge of the ship -

make your calculations and give

the necessary orders to the pilot.

Yes, sir. In my book, the ship has

only one skipper, and he's the pilot.

The bombsight's flying this plane -

any orders you take from that boy

is only what the bombsight's

telling him. Very well.

Any time you can sell the idea to the

pilots of the Army, you're a genius.

Taking orders from enlisted men

who will still be nothing more

than non-commissioned officers

after they finish their training.

That situation will be

corrected. Until then...

Bombardier to pilot.

Bombardier to pilot.

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