All language subtitles for The West Point Story (1950) DVDRip (SiRiUs sHaRe)

Hail Alma Mater dear, to us be ever

near. Hail from thy heart, O bear,
through all

the years.

Let duty be well performed.

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No, no, no, no, no!

No! You have no step unless you get your
leg up. All right, come on, watch.

Give me that dice.

Hit it, the last 16 bars. Now watch.

What time you got?

Ten to three.

Take over, Eve.

Last course.

All right, Walt. Pick up.

Hello, Jerry.

Bix.

Ran out, huh?

Well,

look, give me a $20 parlay from Laughing
Boy and the Seventh to Happy Eve and

the Eighth.

You heel.

Can't even pay your hotel bill.

In debt up to your ears and it's horses.

Horses, every second you're awake.

Horses, horses, horses.

I don't drink or smoke.

You, Elwyn Bixby, a man of talent. A
genius of Broadway.

The brightest... future of anybody in
show business.

Take five, kids.

Had hit after hit, season after season.
Now beating out a time step in this

broken Don's saloon.

Take ten, sweetheart.

Take ten?

I've been taking ten ever since I've
known you. Watching you fight your way

the bottom.

I don't fight, baby.

I'm a lover.

Don't change the subject. You fought
with Ziegfeld, Harris, Hammerstein,

Eberhardt. Always battling.

But you know who you're really fighting?

Yourself. Where do we go from here?

We land right on our feet. And when we
do... That tune went off my hit parade

long ago.

Sorry, but here goes the bride.

Eve, Eve.

You haven't heard the whole story.

Heard it?

I could put it to music.

Meet me at the city hall.

This is it. We'll have a honeymoon in
Bermuda.

Had to postpone it.

Something happened to the money.
Something all...

Answer it. It's probably your bookie
with another sure thing.

Hello.

Bix, old boy, how are you?

You know, I've been combing the town for
you. Where you been? How do you feel?

Since when did you start being
interested in the state of my health?

Oh, now, Bix, you know I've always been
interested in how you're doing.

Listen, I've got a proposition for you.
Go blow your brains out, you thief.

Eberhard? Yes, offered me a job. You
fool.

The only producer in town will give you
a job and you insult him?

I wouldn't work for that chiseler if you
put a gun in my back.

Well, that does it.

Pick up the phone when you roll out of
bed around two tomorrow afternoon.

Call my two -room cross -ventilated
basement. Ask for Eve. She won't live

anymore. Oh, now.

Sit down. Sit down, sweetheart.

You're overheated.

I'm leaving.

Yeah, sure, sure.

I've been offered a job to do a single
and help stage the dancers at a hotel in

Las Vegas.

Eve, you can't do that.

You're my feet. You're my memory. I
couldn't work without you. You better

getting used to it.

All right, Eve.

Eve, saddle me.

Word of honor, word of honor.

No more horses.

Word of honor?

Yeah. You don't know what it means.

Sorry, Bix, I've got to pack.

I'll be up at your place as soon as I
finish here. Won't do any good.

Save yourself the bus fare. You might
need it.

You see, Bix, every year at West Point,
the cadets put on a musical, The

Hundredth Night Show.

They call it that because it's a...
Well, it's a kind of a celebration.

The winter's over, only a hundred days
till June.

Well, now, I made a special trip up
there to look over the show. And, you

it's wonderful what those kids have
done. Of course, some of the material is

amateurish, but I've seen a lot worse on
Broadway.

Bix, I'm going to help those boys.

That's why I sent for you.

Did you say something?

I didn't say anything.

You know, Bix, you and I have done a lot
of shows together.

I can't think of a man with more on the
ball.

That's why I gave you such a big build
-up with those cadets.

Don't you talk to me about West Point.

That is the greatest collection.

Big -headed, salute -happy, station
house characters in any man's army.

I took it for four years in those
muzzles from Camp Dix to the Rhine. And

the way, nothing but trouble.

And how did they get that way? They have
a special factory up there for putting

square heads into brass hats.

West Point?

Fair. But, Bix, I'm asking this as a
personal favor.

Why should I do you any favors?

I've got a nephew up there, Tom
Fletcher.

The kid's written the music and he's
putting on the show.

He's my only sister's boy.

The kid's dad died when he was three.

There isn't anything in this world I
wouldn't do for that boy.

As a friend, go on up there and whip
that show into shape.

Now, suppose... Suppose you tell me the
real story.

All right.

I've got a big musical for the fall.

Can I put it on?

Not without a leading man.

And where am I going to find a good
-looking guy that can sing?

Don't tell me, don't tell me.

West Point. Exactly.

My old nephew, Tom. Oh, a tremendous
voice. Believe me, Bix, and the chump

to be an army officer. Now, what kind of
a career is that?

I tell you, I've tried every angle to
get that kid out of there. Now, come on,

Bix. Go on up there.

Give him that stuff. Let that kid get a
taste of applause. Get under his skin.

You can make him listen. He'll make us a
fortune.

Who'll wind up with it?

We will.

Harry,

you got your start robbing a blind man.

For six years, you sat on the broad end
of your back and collected the dough and

took the bows for hits that I made for
you.

Then you fired me and had me blackballed
with every producer in town.

And now, when you need me... Now, wait
just a minute, Pix.

Just one minute. What did you do to me?

Do to you.

Jan Wilson?

Yes, Jan Wilson.

You stole her out of my own show, right
from under my very nose.

Stole her?

I found her. Now, Bix, Bix, you stole
her. You signed her to a personal

and then sold her to Pictures.

Of course I did, to give her a break.
And never even cut me in.

Cut you in?

You chiseler.

You had her buried in the courts. Now,
all right.

Let's let bygones be bygones, shall we?
Now, I know that you've been having a

little trouble lately.

So here's my proposition.

I'll give you 5 ,000 as an advance
against 2 % of the gross. If you'll get

the... There is no if.

I will not steal your nephew out of West
Point.

Get yourself another boy.

Oh, Bix.

Yes? How's Eve? Seen her lately?

Yeah, why?

Nice girl.

I heard she's been having kind of a hard
time.

You know, a friend of mine owns a hotel
in Las Vegas.

Oh.

Las Vegas.

Hmm.

Friend of yours.

Mm -hmm.

Well, that's throwing them in there
pretty low even for you.

5 ,000 against 2 % of the gross if you
deliver that boy.

10 ,000. 7 ,500. That should straighten
out a lot of troubles for you and Eve.

Mm -hmm.

You got a deal.

Isn't this wonderful?

Think of this place.

It's history. It's tradition.

Think of all the great men who came from
there. General Grant.

Eisenhower. Hershey.

Benedict Arnold.

He tried hard to give this joint to the
British.

I think he should have his case
reviewed.

Look at that scenery.

Those buildings.

Alcatraz on the Hudson.

And get a load of this weather.

Cold enough to freeze the medals of a
brass general. Oh, Big, stop the thing.

Say, buddy, how do we get to the Army
Theater?

To reach your objective, I recommend you
proceed through that entryway between

the West Academic Building and First
Division Barracks. Walk west on

Road past their monument opposite
Washington Hall.

That, sir, is our Cadet Mess Hall.

Turn left on Scott Place.

Proceed until you approach a large
yellow brick building. That's our

sir. Proceed to the northeast corner of
that building where you will see nine

doors. Enter any of these doors. Proceed
to the second floor.

There you will find the Army Theater.

Couldn't you just point?

That way, sir.

Thanks. Pardon me.

Are all those men walking just for the
exercise?

No, ma 'am. They're walking punishment
chores. They broke some rules or

regulations. See that?

Wasting shoe leather. Who pays for it?

Taxpayers. Me.

Taxpayers? You wouldn't know a tax
return from a racing form.

Wait for your laugh.

Where do you think you were going?

Extra instruction, sir.

Friends, sir. Don't you know that even
when you're late for extra instruction,

you don't use diagonal walk? That's
reserved for upperclassmen.

Yes, sir. Now, mister, I'm going to make
a soldier out of you from the top of

your head to the tip of your toes. The
first thing, put that hat on properly.

Pull in that chin. Lots of wrinkles.

Get those slimy green eyes off me.

Now let's see you pop that chest up.
Touch my hand. You heard me. Pop up that

chest.

Suck up that horrible gut. You can't run
around with that monster's stomach

dragging on the pavement.

Get those knees together.

Report to my room, 1423, immediately
after extra instruction. Got that?

Drive on.

Pop up that chest!

Touch my hand!

You don't have to break at all.

If you don't like this place and you
don't like Eberhardt, why did you get on

that train at 125th Street, drag me off
and sell me a bill of goods about coming

up here to do an amateur show? Just for
you, sweetheart. Just for you.

First class men wait for the thens to
come with all the joys they bring.

So join us and sing 100 days till

June. June will come soon, lieutenants,
we

will be with a show.

Is that coming out of him?

Mr. Bixby?

Yes. I'm Colonel Martin. Glad to see
you.

Mr. Everhart's told me so much about
you.

Welcome to West Point. Thank you. This
is Eve Dillon, my assistant.

How do you do? How do you do, Mr.
Dillon?

Oh, Mr. Fletcher.

Sir?

Mr. Bixby.

Fletcher. My uncle phoned me. You were
coming, sir.

This is Colonel Martin, our faculty
advisor.

Met the Colonel. Delighted. Al Cortland.
How do you do, sir?

Eve Dillon, my assistant.

How do you do? How do you do, Miss
Dillon?

This is Bo Gilbert, sir.

He's our princess in the show.

Hmm. Too bad you couldn't find a big
one.

Honey blonde, redhead, ash blonde,
strawberry blonde, auburn, brownette.

Somebody can't spell.

Blonde, brunette.

Now, these characters with the signs on,
what are they?

A chorus girl, sir.

No women in the show?

This isn't Broadway, Mr. Bixby. This is
West Point. You see, sir, All our girls

are men.

But everyone's a lady.

Uh -huh.

That makes it cozy.

That's something Rodgers and Hammerstein
never thought of. A musical show

without women.

We were about to do one of our numbers,
sir.

Suppose we do it for you.

That'd be fine.

Now, you'll have to imagine that this is
Flirtation Walk, and that chair is the

Kissing Rock. Uh -huh. The bull here is
the Princess.

Uh -huh. This is Flirtation Walk, that's
the Kissing Rock, and this is the

Princess.

You've been kissed, I know, in the very
last row when the love scene is on at

the movie show.

But wait until tonight and you'll be
kissed right by the kissing rock.

It's a lovely spot and believe it or
not, if you'll just care a little,

care a lot. So let's dispense with talk
and take a little walk.

by the kissing rock.

A girl once refused to kiss a lad.

The lad was a man of honor.

He warned her she'd make the rock real
mad.

And the legend is the rock fell upon
her.

That was years ago, and it must have
been so.

Cause from that day to this, not a girl
said no. And that's the story of whoever

falls in love by the kissing rock.

How did you like it, sir?

Um, wooden hiss and a wooden cheer.

Got a copy of the lyrics?

Right here, sir.

Colonel, you mind if I roll up my
sleeves and go to work? No, that's all.

right ahead.

Thank you, Colonel.

Tom, would you come down here where you
can be seen?

Yes, sir.

Look, son, don't give it everything you
have in the first eight bars. Don't belt

it at them like this, uh, you've been
kissed. I know.

No, it's no good.

Singing a song is like, oh, like a horse
race.

You don't ride a horse from wire to
wire. You rate him.

Now, rule one, rule one, like your
audience.

They're all nice people. They bought
tickets. They've come to hear your

Tell it to them simply, sweetly, warmly.
You like them, and they like you. Hit

it.

You've been kissed, I know, in the very
last row when the love scene is on at

the movie show. But wait until tonight,
and you'll be caught right by the

kissing rod.

It's a lovely spot, and believe it or
not, If you just care a little, you'll

care a lot. So let's dispense with talk.

And take a little walk by the kissing
rock.

A girl once refused to kiss the lad.

And the lad was a man of honor.

You'd know. He warned her she'd make the
rock real mad.

And the legend is the rock... Fell upon
her.

That was years ago, and it must have
been so.

Cause from that day to this, not a girl
said no.

And that's the story of whoever falls in
love by the kissing rock.

Ma 'am.

Well, there's an idea.

That was great, sir. I could have done
it better with two legs.

Now, look, we'll open in one, go to full
stage.

Now, uh, well, bring on the rest of your
dads and we'll see what we've got.

Well, I'm afraid we won't have any more
time today, sir. No more time?

I want to hear the rest of your score.

You see, we have to spoon up for mess or
we'll get slugged.

But if you meet us tomorrow at the
Boudlis at 1600, why, we can have a

Cherry phosphate.

We'll play the whole score for you then.

See you tomorrow, sir.

Did I hear him right?

Let me translate. He means they won't be
off again until tomorrow at four.

Fletcher and his roommate can meet you
then at the Boodler's. Right now,

got to stand formation for supper.

Well, whoever heard of breaking into the
middle of rehearsals for supper?

West Point, Mr. Bixby. Rules and
regulations.

Oh, rules and regulations.

Well, they'll have to take a tuck in the
rules and regulations.

Make a note of that, Eve.

Long before I knew you, I

knew you'd be as you are.

How did I know?

Don't ask me to explain.

Do you suppose the budding rose would
question summer rain?

Let me write to you Or was it

my lucky star I don't know

if you Believe the dream has come true
But long before

I kissed you

We have a show, sir? Well, we've got a
few good jokes, a few good songs, but a

show? I don't know. It's going to be a
lot of hard work.

Hal? Yes, sir? Like your dancing.

Nice style. Thank you, sir. Don't let
the army flatten out those arches.

And boy, you've got a lot of voice. A
lot of voice. I'd like to talk to you

about it sometime.

Good jokes, good songs. You boys are the
material yourselves, huh? Yes, sir. Hal

and I.

What happens to this show when it closes
here?

Nothing. Well, they put it in the
archives.

Well, uh, any chance of a fellow getting
it?

Not a chance. It's West Point property.

How about buying it?

It's not for sale, sir.

Oh, I'm afraid I'm going to have to call
time on you again.

First call for supper.

More supper.

Look, why don't you guys at the
gymnasium promptly at 4 o 'clock

'clock. In the army, sir. It's 1600.

1600, 1650. I won't give you a cent
more.

Be there at 4 o 'clock.

Bix, after reading this book and hearing
this score, I think these kids have

really got something.

You know, this story is charming.

A Brooklyn G .I. in Europe falling in
love with a girl who turns out to be a

royal princess.

Romantic, isn't it?

Sets me on fire. And that fool Gilbert
is such a fascinating wench.

Then the princess comes to America, to
West Point, to see her G .I., who is now

a cadet.

But because she's a princess and he's a
commoner, the romance gets the cadet

into trouble.

However, being royalty, she asks for
amnesty and gets it.

Right out on the stage?

Amnesty means a pardon.

No.

Then she gives up being a princess,
moves to Brooklyn with her G .I., and

happily ever after.

Cute?

If you ask me, the whole plot needs
amnesty.

She gets him out of trouble because
she's a princess. What kind of a gimmick

that? Nobody's going to believe it.

The tunes are good, and that boy Tom,
Tom's great.

That Gilbert is a cute hunk of cadet,
but he's no princess.

Why not use a real girl, a local, a
daughter of one of the officers maybe to

play the part?

There are to be no females in this show.

One woman couldn't hurt.

That's what Adam said, Eve.

No, no, no, no, no!

No!

How many times do you guys have to be
told?

This is a march tempo.

Don't you guys know how to march?

All right, come on, give me a pick -up.

Once more.

Hit it.

I'm sorry we were late, sir.

Well, it's about time you criminalists
got here.

What's the excuse now?

I had lacrosse practice. Tried to get
here early. I had some mathematics.

I was attending intercollegiate student
forum on geopolitics, sir. Oh. You see,

sir, we... Don't sir me. I'm a civilian.

Now, how about you, Princess? Where were
you, in the beauty parlor?

Well, I had a problem in fluid
mechanics, sir. The 300 -ohm resistors

Venturi tubes would give me an awful lot
of trouble.

That's a new one.

Mr. Bixby, I'd like to explain, sir. You
see, we have to do this show in our

spare time.

Rules and regulations, you know. Rules
and regulations. All I want to do is get

a show on and get out of here.

All right, girls, places.

Punishment tour, studying for a quiz,
lacrosse, venturi tubes.

I've heard a great deal about the
discipline in this joint.

You're supposed to be famous for it.

Well, I haven't seen a sign of it in
connection with this show.

There's more discipline in a broken
-down burlesque troupe than you have up

with all your salutes, your yesers, your
nosers, your fancy uniforms and

parades.

Discipline in the theater means being on
time, getting the job done.

Rehearsal is called for 2 o 'clock. It's
not 2 -1 or 2 -2.

If an actor is late, he apologizes to
the entire company.

If he's late a second time, he's fired.

Now, two of you men have taken the
trouble to put together a good show.

A show worthy of Broadway.

Well, if it's worth doing at all, it's
worth doing well.

And if it weren't, I wouldn't have
stayed here 24 hours.

So from here in...

Punishment tours can wait. Studies can
wait. Lacrosse can wait.

And we'll throw out some rules and
regulations.

Rehearsal is called. You'll be on time.

You'll know your words and you'll know
your routines.

You're going to work harder than you've
ever worked since you came here. I'll

show you what discipline is.

Because I don't like this brass hat
factory and I never expect to like it.

Tell him not to go away mad. Just go
away.

Quiet! Quiet!

The next guy that opens his fist, he
gets thrown out of the theater.

That's final.

That goes for each and every one of you.

Is he always this violent?

The army did it to him.

It started when he asked for a size 8
shoe, and they gave him a 12.

Never been the same since.

Catch me on this. And Princess, you and
the rest of the girls watch.

We'll take that again.

See what I mean?

Discipline!

Gentlemen, this conduct of Mr. Bixby's
cannot be tolerated. But, sir...

The men don't seem to feel it's entirely
Mr. Bixby's fault.

It takes time for an outsider to get to
know West Point. That I can understand,

but this request is very unusual.

Unusual, yes, Colonel, but not without
precedent.

George M. Cohan did it to get material
for a play.

Damon Runyon for some newspaper stories.
Gentlemen, I'd like to read you some

excerpts from Mr.

Bixby's record in the Army.

During four years of active service,
Elwyn Bixby fought two wars, one against

the enemy and one against the army.

He griped from Reveille to Taps. He was
insubordinate to all ranks, and he went

AWOL so many times it was impossible to
keep count.

In Africa, he sold a B -17 to an Arab
for a crate of eggs.

He swiped mattress covers and
pillowcases from QM Supplies and sold

Arabs for Sunday suits.

And after being missing for two weeks,
he was found in residence in a harem.

This was quite a man.

He was ordered court -martialed five
times, always bluffed his way out.

But his courage was incredible. In
Italy, he saved his company from being

trapped by superior enemy forces.

In France, when action became dull, he
went AWOL and joined the French

underground.

He was wounded twice.

He was awarded the Distinguished Service
Cross, the Silver Star, and the Medal

Militaire.

He was finally promoted to the rank of
sergeant, but for an infraction of a

was broken back to private on the day of
his discharge.

A very interesting career.

You're at the United States Military
Academy.

You take a sock at a cadet, and you're
taking a sock at the United States

government.

Now you're barred from the post.

Come in.

Ah.

I have news for you. What did they say?

Are they going to let him stay?

That depends.

They took the case to the Commandant's
office.

He was pretty reasonable about it. He
realizes that Punch Happy over there

the first civilian to come up here with
a chip on his shoulder.

And he's willing to give Bix another
chance.

Well, they figure if Bix got to know
them better, he might get to like them

better. Who wants to like them better?

You see, Harry, it's no use. That ham...
Shut up!

Yeah, what else now?

Well, on one condition would they allow
him to stay.

They have invited him to become one of
them.

I told them he'd do it.

You told them what?

I accepted their invitation for you to
become a cadet.

You what?

You heard me.

And I just accepted an invitation for
you to go over Niagara Falls in a

Now, who goes first?

Eve, darling, you're wonderful. I love
you. Look, Bix, this is great.

You move right in. You become one of
them.

You go to work on the boy. The boy
discovers what he's got, what we can do

him. Work on what boy?

What? Oh, well, you know, Hal and Tom.

You know, to make them good in the show.

Oh, Bix, you'll become a cadet. What do
you say?

What do I say?

No! No, he says, always.

Oh, Eve, why do you put up with him?

Harry, you think that job in Las Vegas
is still open? If it isn't, I'll open

Stop off if you're passing through Las
Vegas.

I'll put in a good word for you if they
need an extra busboy.

Now, Eve, hey!

Las Vegas.

You, uh...

You reached way out into the left field
for that one, didn't you?

And now, now I should become a West
Point cadet.

I think it's a great idea.

Really, a great idea.

We still got a deal.

Bixby! Reveille!

Cut it out. Cut it out. Cut it out.

Reveille, Bix, you have to be in
formation by the two -minute bell.

Oh, the middle of the night.

Out of the sack, Mr. Dump John. You
don't sleep all day around here.

Close your window.

This way.

Come on, mister, move.

This is your GX1.

a tail gunner, Mr. Dewey?

About pace.

About pace.

Now let me see you function.

Put a brace on those shoulders, Mr.
Dewey.

Stretch up from the top of the head.

Touch my hand.

Break forward.

Pull in that chin.

More. More.

Why can't you pull in that chin?

Don't taste nice.

Don't answer me. Now look military, Mr.
Dumb John.

Suck up that gut.

Pop that chest up in the air. Lift it
up.

Lift it up.

Straighten that cap.

You were instructed to get a haircut.

See that it's done. Report to my
quarters after recall.

Do you keep those clippers on the ice?

It's all part of a plebe's life, Bix.

Anyhow, it'll all be over when the
upperclassmen shake your hand and

you. Now, how many lights in Cullum
Hall?

340, sir. Next, how many gallons in Lusk
Reservoir?

92 and 210 million gallons, sir, when
the water's flowing over the spillway.

What do plebes rank?

The plebes rank the Commandant's dog,
the Superintendent's cat, the Hellcats,

and all the admirals in the Cockhide
Navy.

12 o 'clock boy in a 9 o 'clock town.
That's me.

Say, there's another thing I don't like
about this place.

Too much buttoning and unbuttoning.

All right, 641. All right, sir.

All right, 642.

All right, sir.

Hey. All right, 643. Everybody in a rut
around here.

What is this all right business?

Oh, it's a bed check. When you answer
all right, that means everyone's present

in this room.

They take your word for it?

Certainly. West Point, your word is your
honor.

Now, the definition of leather, they'll
be sure to ask you that one. And put

some soul in it.

The definition of leather.

And put some soul into it. Right.

If the fresh skin of an animal, cleaned
and divested of all hairs, fat, and

other extraneous matter, be immersed in
a dilute solution of tannic acid, a

chemical compound ensues.

The gelatinous tissue of the skin is
converted into a non -putrescible

substance, impervious to and insoluble
in water.

This, sir, is leather.

Beautifully done, Hal. Beautifully done.

Only one thing wrong.

Not enough straw hats.

Potter.

For although I am a princess, I shall be
happy to marry you. Let's hear it.

Let's hear it. Come on.

Oh, Bix, this whole business will follow
me around for the rest of my life. I

can't say that.

Put a star on it, understand?

Yes, sir.

You are a princess. A princess. And he's
a G .I. You met in Europe and fell in

love. Why, I don't know. Don't know.

But he's asked you to marry him and go
and live in Brooklyn.

You hear?

Now, get up.

Suck up that royal gut.

Extend that lovely little pinky.

Attaboy. Now give us a lovely, lovely
smile with those pearly white teeth.

You're a doll, a doll.

All right, from the beginning, I want to
talk to you, Tom.

Why, Hal, that's sweet of you to ask me.

I'd love to.

Doing a little research, doll face?

Look, son, I've been wanting to talk to
you for some time.

Yes, sir?

Talk about your future.

I think you should give it careful
consideration.

It's just something that you don't, you
know, pass over life.

What I want to know is, what are you
going to do with that voice of yours?

Sing the regiment to sleep?

What do you mean?

You're carrying around an annuity in
your throat. Why don't you cash in on

Go into show business.

My uncle been talking to you?

Only from the floor.

Look, son.

I've been working with talent all my
life. And all I've got to do is listen

once, and I know.

Have you got it? Where you got it? How
you got it? Don't know.

But the question is, what are you going
to do with it? Are you going to waste

that voice on a parade ground singing,
to the rear, hodge, to the rear, hodge?

Vicks, do you like your profession?

Sure. Well, I like mine.

Ever since I was an enlisted man, I
considered the Army a profession, just

law or medicine.

And that's the thing that people like
you and my uncle refuse to understand.

He wanted me to go to work for him.

Well, maybe you should have listened to
your uncle.

I wouldn't have listened even if I'd
liked him, which I don't.

Neither do I, that thief.

Now, look.

Look, what I'm about to say to you is
just between us, you and me.

What I want to do is sign you to a
personal contract, Bixby exclusive.

You'll be working for me, and I'll be
working for you. I'll teach you

I know.

It'll take a couple of years to bring
you along.

Then I'll sit you in a Broadway show,
good part, good part, and you'll wind up

with a lousy fortune.

Thanks, Bix. No sale.

Now, when I graduate from here in June,
I have an obligation to the government.

But you could quit. People haven't known
to change their agents.

But you don't quit West Point, Biggs.
You don't even get busted out unless you

break some strict rule or regulation,
like violating honor or getting found in

your studies or getting married.

You see, Biggs, what the gentleman is
trying to tell you is no.

Well, anyway, think it over. You might
change your mind.

No, not a chance.

But don't think I'm not grateful.

Well, that wasn't only a brush.

He threw in the comb and mirror.

I like that kid.

I like them both.

I heard you.

I saw that huddle you were in with Hal.

Oh? Yes.

He's going to drag me.

By what?

He's taking me to the hop.

I'm going to be his little drag.

And where do you suppose I'll be?

Plebes aren't allowed to attend hops.

And you're just a little old plebe.

A little old plebe just got an idea.

A little old plebe just got an idea. A
little old plebe just got an idea.

Come in.

Well, Mr. Dumb Squat, what do you want?
Cadet Bixby reporting to ask a question,

sir. Proceed, Mr. Bixby.

Well, sir.

I was just wondering if you were
dragging anyone to the house Saturday

Why? Do you have any ideas?

Mm -hmm.

Ever hear of Jan Wilson?

The movie star?

Why, sure. Who hasn't?

Friend of mine.

Oh, that's the kind of friendship I'd
like to make.

At ease, Mr. Bixby.

Well, sir, you see, I kind of helped her
up the golden ladder.

She's in New York.

I might be able to coax her up here.

That's my drag?

I could try.

And you, you might persuade her to play
the princess in the show.

Wouldn't you rather make love to her
than bully boy Gilbert?

Start persuading, Mr. Bixby.

I didn't sleep again last night.

And I'd like to discuss...

To which I'm strung or tight And I'm as
beat as a bowl of batter If old

man Rip Van Winkle Thought his long
sleep was a curse I know how the old man

felt Because I've got his problem in
reverse 10

,432 sheep How long can I toss like
this?

33 sheep.

What did you put in that kiss?

I've tried all the remedies, the well
-known good advice.

Took a hot tub and an alcohol rub. Did
the alphabet backwards twice.

10 ,434 sheep.

We'd better get married soon.

10 ,435 sheep.

I'll never hold out till June.

How much do I love you, just in case you
didn't know?

To get a mental kiss with every sheep I
count.

And I've still got a million sheep to
go.

Do you ever try singing a doctor?

A doctor? I went to see a noted doctor
who's a famous analyst.

Then he led me to the couch and he
gently took my wrist.

I paid him $50. Well, that sounds pretty
cheap. Cheap?

I should have paid him nothing, because
I still can't sleep.

10 ,400.

36 sheep.

And one sheep that got away. He took it
on the lamb.

10 ,400.

38 sheep.

every sheep I count. Add them all
together, that's a larger...

We will call you. Wait a minute. I'm
handling things here. I'm the press

Your secret is safe with me.

Now, join the others like a good boy.
Yes, all right, fine.

I'll do the same for you sometime.

Jan Wilson.

Jan Wilson.

Hollywood hasn't done a thing, not a
thing, to tarnish that unspoiled

loveliness. Oh, that haircut.

Oh, this you'll have to sit down for.

Sweetheart, you're in for something of a
shock. What?

Yep. I, uh...

I'm a West Point cadet.

You're a what?

Yeah. If things are that bad, I'd better
unload my government bonds.

Well, they had to get in the act to stay
there. I'm putting their show on for

them. The place will never be the same,
old boy.

I've got to bring you the news.

I took a poll up there to find out who
the top favorite of the movie stars

all the cadets.

All 2 ,500 of them.

And who, who do you think they picked?

Who?

You, Jan Wilson.

Really? Oh, isn't that nice?

Indicated my judgment.

What's your angle?

What's your angle?

Angle? You've always got one. What is
it?

Oh, no, Jenny.

All right, all right.

I do need a favor.

They're giving a hop for the members of
the cast next Saturday night. All great

kids, great kids.

And I made them a promise.

What?

I promised you to appear.

I've got two recording dates, three
personal appearances, radio broadcasts.

can't do it.

Can't do it, huh? Well, I can't find the
time to do it.

All right.

All right.

But, Bix! Oh, it's all right.

All right.

Just don't worry about a thing.

Bix, I'm sorry.

No, I said it was all right. All right.

I gave it the old college try.

But, uh, just think of me when you're
counting your money.

But I said I was sorry.

Oh, well.

Look, sweetheart.

I thought... I thought you might as well
have these.

What? The dancing shoes you wore the day
I took you out of the course.

You didn't tell me you saved these.

Oh, well.

How many stars can a guy make in a
lifetime?

But you can't blame a fellow for being
sentimental.

I went without lunch a whole month to
buy them.

And then you didn't know what to do with
them.

Remember that first time stuff I showed
you?

Air taps.

Oh, don't tell me I look like that.

That was on your good day. Here was one
you never could do. Oh, yeah?

Move over, old boy. Watch this.

Huh?

Oh, now look, sweetie. What?

Life isn't all taking. There comes a
time when you've got to do a little

Now, it isn't as though we were absolute
strangers.

You just can't let old friendships go
unheeded. And, pal, I do need a favor.

All right, I'll do it.

There's my girl.

My girl.

Knew all the time you wouldn't let old
bits down.

Knew it all the time.

My studio's gonna blow a fuse.

It'll be more fun than making a living
anyway.

Why, you phony, no -good, two -timing
character.

I'll make this just like old times.

Oh, no. Your aim is better.

I can't believe it.

Somewhere along the line, I must have
been a very good boy.

Now that I'm here, couldn't we dance
together?

Huh? Someone may walk between us, you
know.

Buttons. They're guided missiles.

I see what you mean.

Changing the guard, sir?

Every time I see you in that uniform, I
break up.

You, don't you think?

What cooks?

You didn't bring me up here just for
laughs.

Step into my office.

Look, sweet.

That cadet you were just dancing with?
Uh -huh.

Tom?

That is Harry Eberhardt's nephew.

He is?

Uh -huh.

I'm going to bust that kid out of this
joint.

But when I do, he's not going to sign
with his Uncle Harry.

He's going to sign with Bixby.

And what felony do you want me to
commit?

I want you to give the kid a taste of
show business.

She's here, all right.

But why?

Well, didn't you know?

No. Well, Bix got her to come up as a
blind drag for Tom.

And Tom got Bix special permission to
come to the hop.

Oh.

Now, tonight, he's going to ask you to
be in the show.

I told him to do it.

And when he starts selling, baby, you
start buying.

I came up here for one night, not to
make a career out of this.

Now, didn't we say that this was time
for a little giving?

And just think, just think, the first
dame ever to be in a West Point show.

Do you think I can swing it?

With what you have to swing?

Start swinging.

I thought you might enjoy a little
refreshment.

Thank you.

Do your boys have this?

Yes. All right. When she comes up here,
give her an introduction and send her

right in.

Right.

You did a number on your last picture.

The military poker.

We liked it up here. Oh, thank you.

How about doing it for us now?

Oh, really? I don't want to sing now.

Oh, come on. They'd all enjoy it. But I
can bring my music. Please.

All set? All ready.

Put your arms around her shoulder when
the order told her arms. Take a full,

firm grip of the lady and her charms. If
her heart is your objective, you can

win it right away when they play.

The military polka.

To the right flank is the order and the
dancers gaily twirl. Then it's set, a,

eight. So you face your neighbor's girl,
but you turn back to attention. Love's

the order of the day when they play the
military polka.

Hut, two, three, four.

Hut, two, three, four. Hut, two, three,
four. Here they go. See those military

men in line. See their uniform.

It's amazing how erect they stand, and
your heart begins to beat, begins to

beat, to beat the band, and the band.

Put your arms around her shoulder when
the order stole her arms. Take the full,

firm grip of the lady and her charms. If
her heart is your objective, you can

win it right away when they play the
military polka.

To the right, Mike, is the order and the
dance of J .D. Twirl. And it's left by

face. So you face your neighbor's girl,
but you turn back to attention. Love the

order of the day when they play the
military polka.

See the dancers marching forward
straight across the hall and floor. If

steals a kiss, all is fair in love and
war.

From now on there's no retreating cause
you'll fall in love this way.

You can bet your boots, you'll all be
recruits.

When they play the mill, we'll carry the
mill.

Would you like a little air?

Fine.

You see, up here every spring we put on
our show.

Well, that's the musical without the
girls. That's right.

Not much fun in that, is there? Well, we
have to break out sometime.

Sort of celebrate the end of the gloom
period.

Oh, look what I've done.

I'm all thumbs.

I'll get it.

name of that song they're playing?

Oh, that's the ballad from our show.

Is it?

Sing it for me.

No, no. I'm out of my class.

You're used to professions.

Oh, come on.

Tonight you may lose your amateur
standing.

In every dream you seem so unattainable.

It's not explainable.

And yet you're mine.

I'm sure this heart of mine would not
deceive me.

And even if you never say it,

this I know is true.

You love me just as I do.

Oh,

and I love that song.

Really, your voice just thrilled me.

Here.

Don't spill it.

What's that?

That's Army blue.

It means we have exactly one hour to get
back to barracks before taps.

Oh.

Please tell me what this is all about.

Well, you know that idea you had about
the local playing the princess?

I've thought it over. It's positively
great.

That's not a local. That's a movie star.

And she's cadet happy. And the cadet is
movie star happy. And in about five

minutes, they're going to be on
flirtation walk.

Doesn't that make you wish you were
young again?

I suppose you know this crooked little
path is famous.

This isn't the road that's paved with
bad intentions, is it?

Ow! Oh, rocks in your shoes?

Feels like a whole corn.

I'll get it.

Wonderful little pebbles.

Scattered in the most convenient places.

Slows down the enemy and brings her into
range.

Something tells me I'll be safer as a
moving target.

Ah, warn you.

Rotation walk gets darker.

Also previously arranged.

You know, the girls sometimes call this
temptation walk.

Tom, you know, you really have a
beautiful voice.

What are you going to do with it?

You know my uncle, too.

Well, yes, but you can't throw away
talent like yours.

You could have a great career. You could
be a star.

Well, right now I'm concentrating on a
star on my shoulder.

Incidentally, Tom.

It was nice of you to ask me.

It was wonderful of you to come.

Oh, I mean about the show.

Do you really want me?

Want you?

Well, I mean, if you do, I could arrange
my schedule.

That'll be wonderful.

And what a lovely princess you'll make.

Thank you.

Well, what do you know?

By a fortunate coincidence, we're under
the kissing rod.

Nice maneuvering, General.

Now what?

Well, you've been kissed, I know, in the
very last row. When the love scene is

on at the movie show.

But wait until tonight and you'll be
kissed. But right.

By the kissing rock.

It's a lovely spot.

And believe it or not.

If you just care a little, you'll care a
lot. So let's dispense with talk and

take flirtation walk to the kissing
rock.

Now a girl once refused to kiss a lad.

And the lad was a man of honor.

He warned her she'd make the rock real
mad. And the legend is the rock fell

her. That was years ago.

It must have been so Cause from that day
to this Not a girl said no And that's

the story of Whoever falls in love By
the kissing rock

What's this for? You're supposed to put
it on. Oh.

And now, so the rock won't fall down and
kill us both?

Just a legend.

Oh, it's a lovely legend.

And a wonderful time saver.

Will you stop making a Supreme Court
case out of nothing? Out of nothing?

How much did Eberhard promise you to
come up here?

Now, look, sweetheart.

I'm doing this all for you.

For me? Yes.

Why do you suppose I'm up here in this
usher's outfit? Because I like to play

soldiers? No. All right. All right. So
I'm going to get the kid busted out of

here. Does he know what he's got? No.
But you know, and so do I.

Now, there's gold in them thar tonsils.
And after I've had them a couple of

years, we'll own a hunk of the mint. He
doesn't want a hunk of the mint.

I do.

And to get it, you're willing to upset
this boy's life.

All his hopes, plans, happiness.

And you brought me along to help you.

I've got your future to think of,
haven't I? Not mine, you haven't. Of all

miserable, rotten, contemptible tricks.

Even for you, this is a new low.

Oh, now, sweetheart.

Don't sweetheart me.

This time I thought you might be on the
level. Well, you're hopeless.

Making you one of the crowd hasn't
changed you a single bit.

I'd stick around if I thought I could
stop you from ruining that boy's life,

I can't compete with movie stars.

Let's go inside and talk it over. No.

I'm going inside, and tomorrow I'm going
back to New York.

You go back to your barracks before
you're too late.

If you don't, they'll throw you out and
you won't get your boy nor your hunk of

a mint.

Oh, Eve.

Mr. Bixby.

Yes? What are you doing out of your room
after taps?

Have you a pass?

All right.

All right?

He shouldn't be saying all right. He
hasn't got a pass.

Howdy, Mr. Bixby.

Mr. Bixby, we've got trouble.

My girl is walking out on me and you've
got trouble.

You gave your word.

You said all right when you just came in
and you had no right to say it.

You weren't authorized to be out after
taps.

So I said, all right, what are you going
to do, shoot me at sunrise?

I don't get up that early.

Mr. Bixby, not so long ago I heard you
talking about your theater, its

discipline and traditions.

Well, at West Point, we have ours, too.

The heart of it is the honor system.

You give your word, we take it.

But by what you did tonight, you
dismissed it as unimportant.

Now, that may not mean anything to you.

Now, look, son.

There was no intention of hurting
anybody.

But you did.

You hurt us.

We vouched for you.

We went out on a limb for you, and you
sought it off.

You mean to say that you two personally
vouched for me?

That's right, Tom and I.

By special permission, Mr. Bixby, you
are allowed to become a member of the

Corps of Cadets.

That's a privilege rarely granted to an
outsider.

But you were absent without authority,
and you lied about it.

That's unforgivable up here, and we
can't let you get away with it.

Nobody knows better than we do how much
you've done for our show, and we

appreciate it.

But since you can't live here as we live
here, then we can't have you.

And West Point has no need for you.

So what do you mean?

Sir.

Cadet Bixby reports himself late from
hop.

Without authority.

Okay, Mr. Bixby.

There he is.

Elwin Bixby.

Walking punishment tours.

He's on the level.

We have a way of knowing up here.

Look, Eve.

We need him almost as much as he needs
you.

If you walk out on them, you walk out on
us, too.

How about it?

Hey, Bix!

I think she's gonna stay.

All right.

Okay, fine. Take five.

Hal, I want to talk to you.

Up to here, show's good and solid. A lot
of good entertainment.

But I think right about this time, we
need a change of pace.

Now, audiences don't only see and hear.

They feel.

Really feel. And that's where we're
letting them down.

Now, they should hear your songs.

They should feel what West Point means.

It's history. It's tradition. It's great
men.

You want to do all that in one number?
They can't shoot us for trying. We've

the material, the songs and the poems.

I'll tell you what we'll do.

We'll open with the Glee Club singing
the core.

The Corps!

The Corps!

The Corps!

To the long gray line of West Point, to
its gallant companies.

The Corps, their heaven saluted, with
eyes up, thanking our God,

that we of the Corps are ready,

where they of the Corps have trod.

In the beginning, as... In all things,
it was only a dream.

But the dreamers had names, like
Washington, Hamilton, Jefferson.

They stood on a point of land on the
west bank of the Hudson and planned that

this fortress that guarded our newborn
nation should become our military

academy. The Corps was founded, and the
father of our country became the father

of a legend, a tradition.

What made this dream become the
magnificent reality that is West Point?

For a cadet to become an

officer, he must have an understanding
of duty.

He must have respect for honor.

But for all his duty and all his honor,
a soldier fights not only because he is

told to fight, but because there is
something to fight for, his country.

Country.

Duty, honor, country.

This is why the dream materialized into
the stone and steel and spirit that is

West Point.

A dream that can be measured by the
names of its giants striding through the

pages of American history.

Giants whose voices rang so loud that
the entire world, trembled.

Yet once were cadets marching nervously
across the plain.

Cadets like Lee, Grant, Pershing,
MacArthur, Wainwright,

Arnold, Patton, Bradley, Eisenhower, and

thousands of others who left this point
on the Hudson to end their earthly lives

in the dirt and mud of foreign lands.

Men who didn't want wars and didn't make
wars, but simply fought them because

they had the understanding and the
courage to want a free America.

Because, like Washington, Hamilton,
Jefferson, they believed in a dream that

West Point.

A legend.

A tradition.

One of the great guardians of human
liberty.

Please, God, may we always keep faith
with them, as they have with us, for

for honor, for country.

Mr. Bixby, every year up here after
graduation parade, the plebes are

by all the upperclassmen.

But since you won't be here, we'd like
to recognize you now.

You've taken everything we could give
you, and you were great.

So from now on, you're no longer Mr.
Dumb John.

You're just plain Bix.

And we're proud to know you. Proud to
know you, Bix.

I've got a speech, too.

Vicks, in deep appreciation for
everything you've done, the fellas in

have whipped up this little token.

We know it's something you'll always
hold dear to your heart because of your

deep affection for all that it implies.

Uh -huh.

Oh, no, no, no.

Looky here now, looky here.

I'm very happy to see you got one large
enough.

From here in, I won't be able to blow my
top.

Come on now, Bix.

Don't let the shine of that brass hat
put a halo around your head.

Yeah, mighty pretty.

Mighty pretty.

But I would just like to call your
attention to one thing.

Only six stars.

Well, fellas, as a general thing, I'm
not at a loss for words, but at a time

like this, I can never think of anything
to say.

Just want you to know that...

You've hit me right in the center.

You really have.

Makes me think of a little guy I used to
know out in Brooklyn years ago.

Curious little fella, and... Oh, look.

You'll have to excuse me.

My nose gets awfully red.

What are you crying about?

What's the matter, Bix? I'm worried
about Tom.

Jan calls him every day.

He persuaded her to be princess in the
show. You should have seen his face when

he told me about it.

Kid's on his heels.

Wasn't that your idea?

Yes, yes, but she's leaving for
California on the train tonight.

Sure, unless... Unless what?

Unless she's fallen in love. Not enough
time.

Doesn't take very long.

Remind me sometime to tell you about
boys and girls.

Until tonight, and you'll be kissed butt
right by the kissing rock.

What's all this for?

Flirtation walk.

The rock.

The kissing rock.

See?

That's the way it's done up here.

Oh, is that so?

Now, how do you know that that's the way
it's done up here?

I've been up here four weeks.

Oh, I see.

Well, beginning tomorrow, I'm putting
you on a short leash.

Well, there it is.

West Point.

There's the chapel.

There's Cullum Hall.

And that's the Hudson, of course.

Oh, it's just beautiful.

And this is Fort Putnam, built in 1778
to keep away the British.

But it serves a more useful purpose
today.

To keep away Mr. Bixby.

Tom, do you know what they're saying in
New York?

What? Jan Wilson has blown her top.

She goes up the Hudson like the Albany
night boat.

To see a soldier.

No. Yes.

Bix. Bix, I have the most wonderful
news.

Tom asked me to marry him.

Look.

Congratulations, Jan.

I envy you. That is not news. That's
calamity.

Oh, we love each other, Bix.

Marriage was not part of the deal. Tom's
a West Pointer and wives are not

standard equipment.

Remember, Cupid, you shot the arrow.

He doesn't know what he's doing.

But I'm blowing the whistle on you.
You're going back to New York tonight.

How come you're giving out orders?

Do you own a piece of the academy now?

Hello?

Miss Wilson? Yeah, she's here. Hold on.

California.

Hello? Speaking.

Jan, what's the matter with you? Have
you lost your head or something?

Who told you to cancel your personal
appearances?

But the New York office approved it, Mr.
Jocelyn. Did the New York office okay

you're making a fool of yourself with a
West Point cadet?

Now, just a minute, Jan. I'll do the
talking. I'll tell you about your

life. You haven't got one. You've got a
contract.

This studio spent a lot of money to make
Jan Wilson a star.

Do you think we did that just so she
could marry an army officer?

He might get shipped to Okinawa and take
you with him. And we don't make

pictures on Okinawa. I want you back
here on the coast. You start a new

in two weeks.

Now, a company car will take you back to
New York.

No, no, no excuses.

You leave West Point immediately.

Bix, I'll never forgive you for that.

Some day she'll thank me.

What for?

For bringing her up here and messing up
her life? She's young. She'll get over

it. She's a woman. She met someone real
and wonderful for the first time in her

life. Oh, shut up!

Don't tell me to shut up! Why not?

Fine, Hal, fine.

May I want to talk to you?

Look, son, can you arrange to send a car
into New York to get a costume for Eve?

Sure, why?

I just went up to the Commandant's
office and got permission for her to do

Brooklyn number with you.

Hey, that's wonderful!

How did you ever work that? Oh, he just
kept talking and wore the poor man down.

Which, may I say, was not easy.

Biggs!

Can I talk to you a minute?

Tom's checked out.

He's what?

I found him talking crazy.

Jan walked out. He was desperate. He's
going after and taking all his things.

I'll get a car. I'm going after him
before it's too late. Can you get leave?

No, I'll get slugged, but it'll be worth
it if I can get him back. You wait

here. I'll go get him. You may need me.

Yeah, all right. Steve, take over.

It isn't as simple as making a choice
between marriage and a career.

We have obligations.

I understand your life, darling. Please
try to understand mine.

But I do understand.

Tom.

At 15, I was singing in a band, making
one -night stands when other girls were

going to high school dances.

At 17, I had a Hollywood country.

I'm a commodity now. I'm not a woman.

You know something, Tom?

All my life, I've never known a boy like
you.

I guess I never had time.

I've had plenty of time to think things
out.

Somehow being a soldier doesn't seem so
important anymore.

Tom, you can't give up your career.

I've plenty of people. Even you said I
could earn a living in a theater.

Bixby wants me. Bix?

He can't do anything for you, darling.
He can't even get a job for himself. My

uncle wants me for a show. I'll get a
job.

Jan, will you marry me?

All there is?

Please go back before it's too late.

I thought I told you to go back to
Hollywood.

Tom, are you out of your mind? What are
you doing here? You're AWOL. You'll get

slugged. What do you think they'll do to
you? They'll bust you out in your ear.

Not me. I've resigned.

Resigned? You can't resign.

I've sent a letter to the superintendent
through channels.

Subject resignation.

Intentioned marriage.

We've got to get that letter back.

You can't. It's too late.

Oh, no. Two channels, it takes time to
get to the superintendent's desk.

You are coming with us.

There's a plane leaving for California
at nine.

You'll be on it.

Fletcher.

Cortland.

I've got some bad news for you,
Fletcher.

I've got an order from the Commandant's
office.

You and Cortland are to return to your
quarters. You're under arrest.

Okay.

By direction of the Commandant, the
100th night show is herewith canceled.

I say again, by direction of the
Commandant, the 100th night show is

canceled.

Oh, how are Tom and Hal?

I just talked to them. They're both
pretty low, especially Tom.

Bix, I want you to know we appreciate
your effort to square matters with the

Commandant. Too bad it didn't work.

Oh, you know, it's great, really great.

For over a hundred years, this show has
always gone on.

Civil War, Spanish -American War, World
War I, World War II.

Nothing could stop it.

Bixby comes to West Point, bing.

Forget it.

How about next year? Will you come up
again and put on the show?

Too far off, son.

Where is Eve?

Spent half my life waiting for that
dame.

We're going to miss that train.

Where you been?

Doing a little research.

You what?

Here, read this.

U .S. to fate French premier.

General Marcel Donnet arrives in New
York. All right, so a Frenchman comes to

town. What can he do?

Plenty. Listen to this.

The Shah of Iran at West Point secures
amnesty for cadets.

You see, Bix, amnesty is a famous custom
up here.

Royalty, heads of state, kings, queens,
all important diplomats, when visiting

West Point, are given reviews in their
honor. They lay out the red carpet, and

in return, they can request amnesty. A
pardon, remember?

Just like the princess bit in the show.

Sure, last fall, the show of Iran.

A lot of us were slugged, couldn't go to
the Army -Navy game. He came up here

and got us off the hook. Well, if Donny
can do that for us, I'll have him up

here if I have to carry him all the way
from Washington on my back.

Now. Trick is how to get in to see him.

Who do we know? My girl's mother knows
the Secretary of State. My uncle knows

General Eisenhower. My father knows
General Bradley.

I know Toots Shore, one of our best
officers.

Now, how many of you guys have we can
leave? All of us. All of us. Well, then,

pile in. Come on.

And you, sweetheart, hold the fort.

And I'll bring you a Frenchman.

But, David, the whole idea is absolutely
impossible.

But, Dad, if you can't do this little
favor, what's the use of your being a

senator?

Sometimes I wonder.

I wonder myself.

Yes.

Yes, sir. I know, sir, but... But will
you at least mention it to the Honorable

Secretary of State?

Oh? He's in Europe?

Well, whereabouts in Europe?

You can't just brush this off. This is
really important.

And you sit there and tell me you can do
nothing.

I've tried my best, Mr. Bixby. But the
premier is locked up in conference with

the president.

He said he's very sorry, but it is
impossible for him to see it.

A fine way to treat a taxpayer.

Come on.

Hello?

Charlie and I waited outside the French
embassy all day. Then we find out the

premier went directly from the White
House to New York.

Well, then we go to New York. Driver.

Take us to the airport. Yes.

This is very tragic, monsieur.

But it is impossible for his excellency
to see you. He's very busy.

Ah, votre excellence.

Monsieur le premier.

C 'est très, très important.

I speak English, monsieur.

Oh, then you know what this mission is
all about. Yes, and it leaves me in the

most embarrassing position.

Well, your excellency, I don't want to
take up your time to tell you about the

hundreds of G .I .s and cadets up at
West Point.

who fought to help liberate France and
of their great, great friendship with

French people.

Yes, but the protocol, monsieur, I'm a
guest of your country.

Your State Department has made plans for
me. I know, Excellency.

But these cadets need liberation now.

And you are the one man in the country
who can ask for amnesty and get it. You

just can't refuse.

If the French people hear about this,
oh, and these things do have a way of

getting back.

Monsieur, I'm very sorry, but it is
absolutely impossible.

Impossible.

Well didn't want to do this and I'm very
sorry I have to flash that on you

Medaille

militaire a titre étranger. This is our
highest decoration

Cet homme courageux a été décoré avec
les plus hautes décorations pour ses

services rendus à la France.

Il faut trouver une récompense. Je
comprends, votre excellence, mais ce n

pas possible. Vous n 'avez pas assez de
temps. Il faut essayer.

Bon.

Somewhere or another, monsieur, it will
be a ranch.

I shall be very glad to be of service.

Merci, merci.

Vive la France.

Merci.

I didn't know you spoke French.

I picked it up from a chick at the
Folies -Bergère.

Your request for amnesty shall be
granted. Je vous remercie, monsieur.

C 'est tout à fait aimable de votre
part. Merci.

You saved him, Bix. You saved him.

You know, I like kissing you much better
than I do the premiere.

Do I have to, Curtsy?

My girl's out there. My father and
mother are out there, too.

I'll never live this down.

Couldn't I just bow and destroy the
whole illusion?

Come on, chin up, princess, and suck up
that royal gut.

The princess has arrived.

You love me.

You love me.

The miracle...

In every dream you seem so unattainable.

It's not explainable.

And yet you're mine.

You're mine.

Believe me. Jan's back.

Relax, princess. You gotta reprieve.

I'm sure...

deceive me.

And even if you never say it,

this I know is true.

You love me just as I

with this show on Broadway tonight?

It isn't going to open on Broadway.

It never will.

When that curtain goes down tonight,
they'll stick it in the archives.

For all the future I have, they might
just as well stick me with it.

How do you like it, Vicks, huh? Oh, you
look fine, son, fine.

Don't go far away. You'll be on in a few
minutes.

Okay, Vicks.

I've been mulling this thing over.

If that job in Las Vegas is still open,
I suggest you grab it.

Las Vegas?

Vicks, I'm your memory. I'm your feet.

You can't work without me.

Work? In a few minutes, I'm going to be
out of a job.

And jobs are going to be awfully scarce
on Broadway.

Especially for me.

You can say that again.

You've double -crossed me again.

Tom was almost busted out of this place,
and you got him back in. Now, why?

Because the kid wants to graduate from
West Point. Being in the Army means more

to him than anything else in the world.

Didn't want to see his career ruined.
Couldn't have it on my conscience.

Your conscience?

Oh, that's a laugh.

Now, let me tell you something.

I asked them to give me this play to do
on Broadway, and I'm going to get it,

but you're not going to do it. And do
you know why?

Because you double -crossed me for the
last time.

You're through. You're dead. You're
washed up.

You'll never work in show business again
as long as you live.

I'll see to that.

I'm through. I'm all washed up. For
good.

In that case, I've got nothing to lose.

How do you feel? You think you'll be
able to go on?

I think.

You think?

Well, get on your feet and see how you
are.

What is it? My knee.

Your knee?

Well, Punch Happy, what do we do now?

Go get ready.

San Francisco, sir. You?

Well, I'm from Texas.

How about you? Los Angeles.

You? I'm from Boston.

I, uh, I suppose you're not interested
in hearing where I come from.

What? I said I suppose you're not
interested in hearing where I come from.

All right, where are you from?

Me? I am from... B -postrophe, A -no
-postrophe, L -Y -N.

They know my shield from Ebbetsfield,
too.

Cheyenne, you can keep those other
places.

Just give me that oasis where it's earl,
not oil, and a girl's a girl, and girls

are girls at 28 Pacey.

That's a place they make me home in.

That's a spot out in Wyoming.

They will gladly yell, we are not
Chanel, but Chanel don't spell quite

Gowaners. P -P -P -K -O -P -P -L -Y -N.

Hey, your mother wears suspenders.

Agree or not, we're just as hot as I am.

And when they ask, are you going my way,
they're asking you to take a walk up

King's Highway.

P -P -P -K -O -P -P -L -Y -N.

It could only happen in Brooklyn.

On a street called Avenue D.

If you've never been there, you'll tell
me it can't.

You'll tell me it's fantastic.

This happened to me.

I was walking down to the subway.

Yeah, I, uh, I traveled by BMT.

when I bumped right into a fabulous
wench from some other century.

Yes, this happened to me.

What a lucky break that she was going my
way.

As we scrolled down King's Highway, she
murmured,

C 'est l 'amour.

And I asked her,

Are you sure? It could only happen in
Brooklyn.

When a he meets up with a she, they get
hitched, and after the honeymoon, bam,

they're raising a fam.

Well, Lee, this should happen to me.

Where it's Earl, not oil, and a -goil,
da -goil, and goil, da -goil, that's 28

paces.

It matters not what stuff you've been
reading.

Brooklyn is the USA's Garden of Eden.
Oh, be possibly, be no possibly.

What?

Listen. Who said that?

We. No.

Can I say?

Be possibly.

Wonderful, Eve. Oh, Bixby, you were
great.

Terrific. Thanks, Uncle. How do you
feel? Fine. They go around? Sure.

You able to do the finale? Right. Thanks
for going on for me. Don't thank him.

The ham loved it.

Bixby! All is well?

Oh, better than that. That's fine,
Princess, fine.

Just call me Mrs. Second Lieutenant.

I think we'll be stationed in Brooklyn.
Oh, still better.

Miss Eve Dillon and Mr. Elwin Bixby.

Bix, we really want to thank you.

West Point wants to thank you.

Once said you'd like to produce this
show on Broadway.

Well, on behalf of the United States
Military Academy, we'd like to present

with the book, Rudy, and the songs from
this 100th night show.

It's yours.

Take it with you and make it a hit.
Well, I just want to say that nothing

this has ever happened to me before.

But then...

Ever since I've been up here, every
day's been Christmas for me.

Makes me think of a little fellow I used
to know in show business years ago.

Curious little guy.

What I'm trying to say is I'm deeply,
deeply grateful.

Here's the place we get to face your
cheers or hisses.

This is the finale.

In where the whole cast freezes,
Frisbee's reprisers are coming up.

A reprise is a thing that we sneak in
with.

We repeat the songs you hated to begin
with.

By the kissing lap, by the kissing lap,
either night or...

You can't depend on this. It's always
time to kiss by the kissing rock.

That's the place I make me home in.

I'll sure miss the going to classes.

Miss UK debts?

Yes, the brassies.

So take my thanks to all the ranks.

With love and kisses.