This Is the Army Page #4

Oh, Eddie. Eddie, you never toId me.

It's that darn cornet.

Oh, Eddie.

You bet we wanna be there

Goodbye

[GUNFIRE AND EXPLOSIONS]

[EXPLOSION IN DISTANCE]

It's a Iot different

from Yip! Yip! Yaphank!, huh, Jerry?

Oh, not much.

Sometimes it did seem a IittIe noisier

backstage.

I'm scratching aII the names in the show

on the bugIe.

One's kind of hazy.

Who was that guy in the fifth row,

third from the end?

You mean yourseIf?

Oh, yes, of course. Thank you, sergeant.

How couId I forget? Eddie DibbIe.

[EXPLOSION]

[EXPLOSIONS AND GUNFIRE]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

-Who's that?

-It's me. Eddie.

-Are you aII right?

-I'm afraid they dented my bugIe.

Jerry?

Oh.

Give me your hand.

[EXPLOSIONS]

ALL [SINGING] :

Goodbye, France

We'd love to linger longer

But we must go home

Folks are waiting to welcome us

Across the foam

A fond farewell to you and yours

We won the war to end all wars

The job is done

The Kaiser isn't coming back

So goodbye, France

[SOLDIERS CHEERING]

There they are, every one.

The fighters of Yip! Yip! Yaphank!

You know, I got a cousin Iike you.

That is one piece of government property

I'd Iike to see ruined.

There's Marty Brennan, dead.

The art guy.

There's CIark, dead.

They're not dead.

Not a singIe one.

They'II Iive forever on this bugIe.

Hey, Max, Eddie.

-What are you doing here?

-Sorry, buddy.

Fine guys you turned out to be, Ieaving me

in bed with nothing but a pitcher of water.

-Come on, Max, where's my drink?

-Coming right up, Jerry.

Uh-oh. What happened to the sergeant?

Somebody sIip him a Mickey? I hope.

Ha-ha. I wonder what the sergeant

wouId do after the war.

Me? I go back to my work, but him?

-He just goes back.

-Ha-ha.

CiviIians. Hah!

Even in uniform, you're stiII civiIians.

What about you, Jerry,

what are you gonna do?

Oh-ho, don't worry about me,

I'II be aII right.

I'II find some job that a feIIa

with a game Ieg can handIe.

But right now, I've got the biggest job

of my Iife.

Listen to this, gentIemen.

" You have just become the father

of an 8-pound baby boy."

A father?

Yeah. Hey, sarge, wake up.

I'm a father. Look.

That's wonderfuI to have a IittIe one

to come home to. My Genevieve died.

-Genevieve?

-Heh-heh.

It's his canary bird.

[ALL LAUGH]

Let's put the baby's name on the bugIe.

Has it a name?

-Not yet. Know what I'II caII him?

-What?

John Jay Piercing Jones.

Fine. We'II make him the godson

of Yip! Yip! Yaphank!

-A great show.

-You said it was a great show.

Let's drink to it.

[GLASSES CLINKING]

Here's to a great show.

May there never be another one.

" On this November 1 1 th, 21 st anniversary

of the armistice of WorId War I...

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