Destination Tokyo Page #6

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I'm trying to get a recognition signal

out of her...

... when this sailor busts right in

and says:

" Would you like one

of those lacy things?"

And she says, "Sure."

And they go in and buy one.

- Well, what did you do?

- Me? I'm murdered!

There I am, anchored,

dead in the water...

... looking in the window.

She's picking out one.

And this Market Street commando

is giving me the gloat!

Am I burnt. I'm dying!

My first night in. There she'd been,

standing next to me.

- Smelling like geraniums.

- Okay, we been through that.

This Market Street commando peels

off some lettuce and pays.

And she's smiling

as sweet as a dream.

And there I am, outside the window,

bulkheads busted in.

Next thing I know,

she gives this guy a kiss.

And the next thing I know,

she's making for my anchorage...

... with his stuff under her arm,

and she's saying to me:

"Going my way, submariner?"

Then what happened, Wolf?

She was built for speed,

but like I said, kid...

...kind of compact too, like a submarine.

According to the orders, we're to pick

up the lieutenant here at point x-ray.

A PBY boat will meet us at 1430.

Why are they flying him down?

Save us going out of our way

to pick him up. Time's important.

- Who is he?

- Aerology specialist.

North Pacific area.

All we have to do

is put him ashore in Japan.

You are showing signs

of needing a sun lamp.

From now on, sign up.

Everybody, once a day.

- You ever want to be a real doctor, Pills?

- Yeah.

I was one of those wise guys

who didn't know where he was going.

Funny place to find out, on submarines.

- What college did you go to?

- California.

Only a year. Then I signed up.

I had an A in chemistry,

so they made me a pharmacist's mate.

Ain't it wonderful what

an education will do?

When I got out of the third grade,

I took a job at Coney Island.

- Frying hot dogs.

- You should have stuck to hot dogs.

Where's that half-baked barber?

You finishing college

when the war's over?

Yep. Putting my pay

and a half in war bonds.

Working my way

through college underwater.

Pills, if anything happened

to us while we're out on patrol...

...if we got conked off, you figure

we'd see our folks in the hereafter?

I wouldn't bank on it.

My old man wouldn't be overjoyed to see

me. He never thought I was much good.

- I like to think we got souls...

- I don't know.

All those guys I cut up at school,

never found a soul inside.

Well, what does that prove, Pills?

Say you trust a guy.

You can't see the trust,

but it's there.

- I'm from Missouri, Mike.

- I'm not exactly religious.

- But don't you think God...

- No, I don't.

My angle is, I only believe

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