Somebody Up There Likes Me Page #4

- Thanks.

What do you know?

Two minutes off for good behavior.

- Rocco Barbella?

- Yeah.

Look, you guys ain't got nothing on me.

I'm clean. I'm gonna stay clean.

That's nice, because you got a date.

We're here to make sure you keep it.

Date? What are you talking about?

Barbella, you're about to volunteer to

be drafted into the United States Army.

What? Back in stir again?

You're kidding.

No, we're not kidding.

Neither is Hitler.

Hey, look, I can't make it right now.

I got a little living to catch up with.

Look me up in about six months.

We talk over this Army deal again. Okay?

All right, fall in.

- Yeah, who is it?

- Corporal Quinbury.

- Am I disturbing you, Barbella?

- Well, what time is it?

Five minutes past 11.

- Well, good morning, private.

- Yeah, what do you say?

I trust you found everything

satisfactory, private?

I don't know, where do you get

something to eat around this joint?

Where were you at roll call?

Don't you know you're in the Army?

- Well, yeah, sure.

- Stand at attention and say, "Yes, sir."

Why don't you just knock it off, Mac?

Barbella, you're on permanent company

detail as long as you stay in my outfit.

You can start now by policing

every inch of the area around this tent.

Now pick up that cigarette butt.

- What did you say?

- I said, "Pick up that butt and move."

Listen, I'm running this tent

and don't forget it.

Sleeping late, staying up as late as

I want, I'm eating when I feel like it.

Now, you rat on me to the warden,

I'll bust your skull.

Pick up that butt and move.

Oh, anybody bothers you guys

just let me know, huh?

Hundreds of them. Thousands of them

marching around in circles.

Not one lousy face that I know.

Not from the East Side, not from any

can I ever been in, not from nowhere.

Never seen so many square creeps.

Come on, let's go into town, huh?

Schmooze. Shoot pool.

What do you say?

Stop trying to get us into trouble.

What are you talking about?

You seen what I done.

No trouble so long

as I'm running this tent.

They can court-martial you

for going into town without a pass.

- What's this court-martial?

- You'll find out.

Come on, buddy boy. Let's go, huh?

Let's you and me go into town.

We'll go into town,

have a lot of laughs.

In the first place,

I'm not your buddy boy.

And second, I'm not gonna break

regulations because you want company.

Neither is anybody else.

We don't like being drafted

any more than you...

...but we got put in the Army,

we're gonna do the best we can.

- Do you think you can understand that?

- You little creep.

Go ahead. Hit me.

The only thing it'll prove is

you're a common criminal.

We know you've got a record

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