How'd you like it?
Six years before you see a dame?
Look, why don't you just
mind your own business?
And why don't you learn to play the bugle?
That's my buddy boy!
Who's the broad?
lt's my sister.
You hit me!
Yeah, and l'm about to do it again, too.
Why, you dirty wop!
lf you want to fight, take it outside!
l'll cut this wop's heart out.
Anybody steps in here,
l give it to him first.
One step further, Fatso,
and l'm going to de-brain you.
Nobody's doing nothing.
Anybody does any killing, l'll do it!
lt's a private affair, Warden.
No, it isn't! This man's in my company!
And you ain't making two
extra weeks' paperwork for me for nothing.
Out for blood, huh?
You'd puke at the sight of a dead man.
Put down that stool. Put it down!
Drop that knife.
Okay, Fatso,
if it's killing you want, come on.
Well, come on!
On the floor!
Killers, huh?
l'd trade the pair of you
for a good Camp Fire Girl!
Tough monkey.
Guys like you end up in the stockade
sooner or later.
Some day you'll walk in, l'll be waiting.
l'll show you a couple of things.
l'm going to get a breath of air.
l'm glad he stopped it.
He's a good man.
You keep it. Keep it for a souvenir.
Okay, l'll keep it.
You ain't enjoying life much, are you, kid?
Could you stand a weekend pass?
Could l....
What about Holmes?
Don't worry about Holmes.
He signs anything without reading it.
l sure could use it.
l hear you've gone dippy over some dame
down at the New Congress Club.
What'd you say her name was?
Lorene.
lt's a beautiful name.
Hey, paisan!
What's holding you up? Let's get going.
What's wrong? Don't you like it here?
Something better to do in town?
The bus is leaving right away.
l'm taking the bus.
Take off. You're talking to a rich man.
l'll hop a taxi.
l'll meet you at the Kalakaua, later.
Maggio. Get ready for guard.
Campaign hat, cartridge belt and weapon.
Report to the orderly room in 10 minutes.
What? l got a pass!
Not anymore.
Anderson's sick. You're on guard.
l just had guard yesterday. Why me?
l'll tell you why, you.
You should have gotten dressed faster.
l sure never figured
on your giving me the runaround.
They didn't even want to let me in.
We're mobbed, that's why.
A big crowd from Hickam Field
got in here first.
-Did you expect a brass band to meet you?
-No.
Thought you'd want to see me.
l'm busy, can't you see? Look.
Yes, l see it's crowded.
Well, l am.
Maggio's going to be
at the Kalakaua lnn later.
ls there no way you can get out of here?
What's the matter with you?
l work here, you know, after all.
Can't you understand?
Yes, l do. l understand.
l understand very well.
You haven't been here in weeks.
Now you turn up all of a sudden--
Watch it, Mack!
Watch where you're going!
Come on out of here.
Don't you think Mrs. Kipfer has rules?
l can't just walk out.
-Even if l could, she doesn't like us--
-All right, look.
lf you feel that way,
just forget about it, okay?
You haven't any claims on me, mister.
You're not my husband, you know.
There you are.
l vastly admire your taste,
but we really need Lorene now.
So many gentlemen are unattended.
-lt is such a rush, isn't it?
-Yeah.
Almost like one of those big
political conventions in Philadelphia.
You are coming, Lorene?
ln a minute.
l'm sorry.
How do you think l feel?
l may not get another pass for months.
l've been counting on this
like a kid counts on Christmas.
But forget it.
Lorene's busy, she's got work to do.
Lorene's sorry.
Stop calling me Lorene! My name's Alma!
-Alma?
-Yes, Alma Burke!
Alma?
Mrs. Kipfer picked Lorene
out of a perfume ad.
She thought it sounded French.
Hey, how did you get away?
l told Mrs. Kipfer l was sick.
-But l bet she doesn't believe it.
-l bet she doesn't.
-What'll you have?
-A Coke, please.
Give her a big Coke.
lt's great you meeting me here.
You know, l'm just lucky getting in town.
Top Kick gave me a break.
They still pouring it on?