USS Indianapolis: Men of Courage Page #6

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tail feathers.

That's a pigeon.

I know. my father

raises pigeons.

Hmm.

CHARLIE:

We accomplished our mission,

reaching Tinian in record time

with zero casualties.

I fear the cargo

we were dropping off

could change

the nature of war forever.

Our next assignment

would be to return to combat,

but we were still

being denied our escort

(COUGHS)

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

To the best chaplain

we ever had!

ALL:
For he's

a jolly good fellow

For he's

a jolly good fellow

For he's a

jolly good fellow

Which nobody can deny.

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

Congrats on

your last tour, chaps.

Thanks, boys.

I think I'm gonna take this one back

in my quarters.

(ALL GROANING)

Come on, short timer,

stay with us.

I do appreciate Deuce

for not sneaking

any unclothed women

in here tonight.

Listen up, Standish

is on the prowl, all right?

So keep it down.

Alvin, I know

that's tough for you.

Hey, I'm innocent as a dove,

father, you know me.

- (LAUGHTER)

- Thanks, fellas.

Admiral, I understand that

we are to sail to Leyte.

Now that we have

delivered the packages,

can we please

have our escort?

Charlie, how can you

have an escort?

You were never here.

(ALL CHANTING)

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Go! Go! Go! Go! go!

(ALL CHEER)

Listen up,

listen up,

hey, hey,

who am I? Huh? Huh?

- Hey! I'll have y'all know...

- (LAUGHTER)

That I graduated second in

my class at the Naval Academy!

Whoo!

(BLOWS RASPBERRY)

And I'm going to turn you into lean,

mean fighting machines!

(LAUGHTER)

Attention on deck!

Signalman!

Where did you

get that alcohol?

It's actually mine.

Is that so?

And that liquor on his breath?

Is that yours, too?

Swab up that giggle water.

We're shipping out!

There will be no liberty!

We're received our orders.

And you'll all be on mess hall duty

effective immediately.

This isn't a minstrel show.

This is the United States Navy!

And I graduated first

in my class, by the way.

(CUP CLANGS)

(SHIP'S HORN BLOWS)

What in the hell?

That ain't your bag.

No, it's Alvin's.

I think he took the ring.

Hey, you're gonna

get busted.

I checked Sanchez and West.

Nothing. Sh*t.

Hey, thanks for helping me

out the other night with Standish.

Wouldn't want you

to jeopardize your promotion.

All right, look,

the whole reason

that this ship is on a course

is 'cause they charted a plan

and they followed it.

So it's lucky Clara

didn't get a chance to say yes

because I'm incapable

of making a plan,

incapable of supporting her.

I'm just saying maybe things

turned out for the best.

My plan is to find

the son of a b*tch that stole my ring

and marry her the second

I get off this ship,

and I don't care

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