Dad's Army Page #3

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Beautiful woman.

Greta, her name was.

All right, all right,

get behind the sack!

Now, incense me

in the Nazi tongue.

You Nazi pig dog, you!

I strike you thusly!

And thusly!

Excellent, Jones.

Hey,

don't put your back out, mind.

What did you say, Godfrey?

What? What, sir?

I said,

"have you brushed your teeth, my angel?"

You see, I never used to

like brushing my own teeth.

All right, Godfrey.

All right, all right.

She would do it

for me, sometimes.

Yes, all right.

Thank you, Godfrey.

Carry on, corporal.

Very good, Godfrey.

All right, men.

Assume position!

First group, ready!

And charge!

Second group, ready!

It's a privilege

to watch you all.

Ah...

They're a decent bunch.

We do what we can.

They'd clearly do

anything for you.

Must be that smile.

Where on earth has

my sergeant got to?

Anyone for honey?

-Wilson?

-It is, actually, sir.

How the dickens

did you evade that...

I do believe I won

the exercise, sir.

You did nothing

of the sort, not dressed like that.

You're disqualified.

I thought I was

being resourceful.

You were being

devious and underhand.

It's no way for

a spy to behave.

Rose?

It can't be!

Arthur?

What a remarkable thing.

I'm sorry, captain.

Mr. Wilson was my tutor at Oxford.

Remarkable.

Uh...

Wilson, take the men home.

I shall be driving

miss winters up to Sully point.

Oh, might I, sir?

-We have such a great deal to catch up on.

-Certainly not.

Oh, captain, please, I insist.

I've taken up far

too much of your time.

Well, if that's what you'd prefer.

Wilson.

-Shall we?

-My earring.

My earring,

I've dropped it. It's very precious.

-Fan out, men. Fan out.

-Oh, no.

Earring alert.

Earring alert.

I absolutely must find it.

Earring!

Fan out! Earring!

What are we

looking for exactly?

Earring! Earring!

Earring alert.

Fan out, men.

Oh, I've got it.

Here it is. Here it is.

- I'm frank.

- Well done, pike.

-Frank pike.

-Oh, my knight in shining armor.

Ooh.

Well, I look forward to getting to know

you more in the coming days.

England can sleep soundly

knowing that you're watching over her.

-Sir.

-Thank you.

Bye-bye.

- Cheerio.

- Bye.

Is that everything?

-Ah. Allow me.

-Oh, no, it's...

-No, it's...

-It's my, it's my...

-No, I'll, I'll...

-It's my typewriter.

-Oh.

-I want to get a start on the article.

First impressions,

you understand.

Hmm.

Might we have tea tomorrow?

Say 5:
00?

Well, that would be...

Oh, no, there's a briefing

on some patrol thingy.

-Patrol?

-Yes, of the Dover base.

Dinner afterwards, then?

There must be

somewhere in town.

Well, yes,

there's the oak hotel, but...

7:
00. I insist.

Right. Yes.

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