The Horizontal Lieutenant Page #2
- Year:
- 1962
- 90 min
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Was it farlene sausten?
No.
Was it that redhead
Mildred something?
No.
Was it Candy Cane Lutz, the drum
majorette with the big baton.
No. It was Molly Blue.
Now, that must mean something.
It means you got
a hit on the head.
It means you were in my mind.
Now, that must mean something.
Doesn't it?
I don't know. Maybe.
And you did used to like me...
[Laughing] A
little bit, anyway.
I suppose so...
in weak moments.
So date me.
I can't.
Why not?
Well, I'm on duty tonight.
You wouldn't lie
to me, would you?
Why should I lie?
Hiya, Blue.
Oh, hello, doctor.
I'll pick you up around 8:00.
Look your prettiest, kitten.
We're throwing a real
winger tonight.
Ok.
I'm sorry.
[Crunch]
Merle, for heaven's sakes.
Come on, spit it out.
Merle, spit it out! Come on!
Uh-uh. All right.
Now, come on. Oh!
Merle! Come on. Come on.
[Chuckling]
Heh heh heh!
[Asian accent]
Hiya, lieutenant.
What's the good word?
Calls? Let's see...
Nope. No calls.
Lieutenant Blue
didn't call, huh?
Nope. He didn't call either.
It's a girl, Tada, a nurse.
Nope.
Nothing happened all day long.
Well, that's par
for the course in this outfit.
Everybody else
is out shooting the enemy.
I get hit in the face
with baseballs.
Lieutenant, how you happen to get
into intelligence department?
Just how do you
mean that, Tada?
I don't mean something.
It's very simple.
I studied languages
in college,
and naturally,
they assigned me
to Japanese interpretation.
Why not?
Why not?
Yeah, except I studied French.
Oh, sure.
Sometimes I wonder
how the high command
makes decisions in this army.
Maybe they use a ouija board.
You know, if it weren't
for you niseis,
was an enemy general.
What's the matter?
When you say high command,
it ring a gong in my head.
There was a call for you.
Lieutenant Blue?
No, no, no, not
Lieutenant Blue.
Colonel Delgan...
high command.
Colonel Delgan,
and you forgot?!
What's the matter
with you, Tada?!
What time did he call?!
I think it was yesterday.
Yesterday.
You sent for me, sir?
Did I?
Who are you?
Lieutenant Wye, sir.
Oh. How come we don't see you
out with the ball
team, lieutenant?
We want that pennant,
you know.
As coach, I like to see
every man doing his part.
If you will recall, sir, I was hit
in the head with a foul ball.
Oh, that Lieutenant Wye.
Yeah, I place you now.
You hit .150 and can't
judge a high fly.
I'm afraid that's right, sir.
Aw, never mind. We're not
here to talk about baseball.
Lieutenant, uh, I think
we have a field assignment
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