All language subtitles for Carmen Jones 1954

Send along another load

And win that war
Win that war

One more to go
And then one more

- One more
- One more to go

Send them along
And win that war

Send them along

- Hey, you.
- Me?

- Your I.D.
- My which?

Oh, I ain't here to work.

- No? What for, then?
- I'm looking for a corporal named...

You can't see a general
without proper identification.

You've got to have a pass.

- Where do I get one?
- From the security officer.

- Where's he?
- Securing himself in Washington.

Your corporal's liable to be
a brigadier time he gets back here.

Lift them up
And put 'em down

Mark time
And lift your tootsies

Six inches off the ground

Lift them up
And put 'em down

Marching all around the town

Company, squad right

That means turn around

Wish that I was 21

Old enough to tote a gun

I'd go and be a soldier

They're the ones that
have the fun

Wish I was a bugler man

Playin' in the army band

I'd blow until I must
be playin' in the army

Glad you could find
time to join us.

Hope we didn't
inconvenience you, Corporal.

Joe! Joe!

Wipe that smile off your face.

Fall in!

Old guard, present arms!

Old guard, order arms!

Old guard, fall out!

Cindy Lou!

Surprised to see me?

You can say that again.

Joe. I know I ain't
smart like you,

but if the way I feel makes up for it,
then I is way ahead.

- How you been, honey?
- Missin' you. My ma said...

- She all right?
- Uh-huh.

When I got your letter, she say,
"Cindy Lou, you go see Joe off."

Would've come anyway.

Hey. Hey! Goin' to flyin'
school's nothing to cry about.

Either got to cry or bust.

I'm so proud of you.

- Come on this side and tell me that.
- Can't.

- Why not?
- Got no pass.

Just you watch.

Don't get into trouble
on account of me.

I never saw trouble look better.

Hey, Corporal, pass that civilian.

- You're the Joe she's looking for?
- Nobody else.

- Why didn't you say you're his gal?
- All the way.

Then you're responsible
all the way.

Hey, Dave, put away
my gear for me, will ya?

Thanks.

Congratulations, Corporal.

That Air Corps sure was
smart in pickin' you

for officers' flying school.

- Hi, Carmen.
- Hi.

Get a load
of this hip-swingin' floozie

rollin' around to work
in time for lunch.

Prune-puss,
you make sounds I don't like.

I'm tellin' the foreman
you is late again.

Do that, and I'll scratch out
the one good eye you got.

Carmen, go to Pastor's with me tonight.
I can dance those other guys off the floor.

T-Bone, you're too little
and too late.

I don't waste no time.
Dig me, baby?

You're wasting time right now,
Sergeant.

Wind's blowin' me in another direction.
Ain't no use arguin' with the wind.

Go with me instead
of playin' the field.

Pick out one.
That'll release the rest of them.

I won't pick out a man

And he won't pick out me

It don't go that way

You can't ever know

Where your crazy heart

Wants to go

Love's a baby that grows up wild

And he don't do what
you want him to

Love ain't nobody's angel child

And he won't pay any mind to you

One man gives me his diamond stud

And I won't give him a cigarette

One man treats me like I was mud

And all I got that man can get

Love's a baby that grows up wild

That's love

And he don't do what
you want him to

That's love

Love ain't nobody's angel child

That's love

And he won't pay any mind to you

That's love

You go for me
And I'm taboo

But if you're hard to get
I go for you

And if I do
Then you are through, boy

My baby, that's the end of you

The end of you

So take your cue, boy

Don't say I didn't tell you true

She told you true

I told you truly

If I love you

That's the end of you

You go for me
And I'm taboo

But if you're hard to get
I go for you

And if I do
Then you are through, boy

My baby, that's the end of you

The end of you

So take your cue, boy

Don't say I didn't tell you true

She told you true

I told you truly

If I love you

That's the end of you

Of you

Give me a chicken sandwich.

When your lovebird decides to fly

There ain't no door
that you can close

She just pecks ya a quick goodbye

And flicks the salt
from her tail and goes

If you listen,
then you'll get taught

And here's your lesson for today

If I chase ya
Then you'll get caught

And once I got you, I go my way

- When your lovebird decides to fly
- That's love

- There ain't no door that you can close
- That's love

- She just pecks you a quick goodbye
- That's love

- And flicks the salt from her tail and goes
- That's love

You go for me
And I'm taboo

But if you're hard to get
I go for you

And if I do Then you
are through, boy

My baby, that's the end of you

The end of you

So take your cue, boy

Don't say I didn't tell you true

She told you true

I told you truly

If I love you

That's the end of you

I hear you're gonna be a flyboy.
Congratulations.

Thanks.

I hope if you gotta use a parachute,
it's one I made.

I'd like to toss a party for you tonight
at Billy Pastor's.

Give you a real send-off.

Pick me up at 8:00.
We'll have ourselves a ball.

Sorry. I got a date.

Honeybee, if you change your mind,
you know where to buzz me.

That girl's mighty pretty.

Oh, I don't know.

She's what the fellas back home
call a hot bundle, I guess.

Yeah.

Looks like she's on
fire just for you.

I never lit it, honey.

How do I know?

'Cause I got a girl.

But I live in another town.

I know what the fellas say.

If you got a gal in another town,
you ain't got no gal at all.

But you're not just any girl,
Cindy Lou.

There's nobody in the
whole world like you.

Nobody, except...

Except who?

My ma.

You talk just like my ma

You even walk just like my ma

And I know why I'm stuck on you

It's 'cause I'm just like my pa

I talk just like your ma

I even walk just like your ma

And I can see why you like me

'Cause you is like your pa

You's awful like your Pa

Let me tell you what the Lord did

He made me live next door
So we could fall in love

The way my pa and ma

Did

Is you my Cindy Lou?

I is your Cindy Lou

And I belong to you

- You is my Joe
- I is your Joe

- I'm Cindy Lou
- My Cindy Lou

And I belong

To

You

Cindy, suppose I was
to ask my C.O...

Ask him what, Joe?

To write okay in triplicate.

And what if I found the chaplain and said,
"Sir, orders for a rush wedding"?

There's no use waiting
till the war's over to get married.

I got a 24-hour pass.

We can have our honeymoon tonight.

But what'll our folks say,
us not getting married in church?

What do you say?

You wait right here while
I go find the C.O.

You blabbermouth witch!

I told you if you told the
foreman on me, I'd...

Go back to that bad
street you come off of!

Break it up! What's this?

A full net of catfish!

Bail her out of that chute.

Who's responsible for this?

Me!

Corporal! Take custody
of that prisoner.

Prisoner?

Interferin' with the war effort.
Destroyin' government property.

You heard me.
Remove the prisoner off that table!

You go for me
And I'm taboo

But if you're hard to get
I go for you

- Here. Give this to the judge in Masonville.
- Masonville?

The army can't put
civilians in jail.

Gotta leave that pleasure
to the other civilians.

But I got a 24-hour pass.

You had yourself a pass.

This is an emergency.
Sabotage maybe.

But, Sarge...

You don't take off for flyin' school
till tomorrow mornin',

which leaves you all night
to take care of the prisoner.

Here's the formal charges.

Judge sure to get it now.

Corporal, do your duty.
Take me to town.

Request a five-minute pass,
respectfully.

What for?

Private reasons.

Request not granted, respectfully.

In case you forgot the manual,

you're responsible for
this military prisoner

until you dump her
into the lap of civilian authorities.

Now get going.

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Carmen's gotta stay in jail
Sit all day upon her tail

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Carmen's gotta stay in jail
Sit all day upon her tail

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Carmen's gotta stay in jail
Sit all day upon her tail

Carmen Jones is goin' to jail

Is goin' to jail
Is goin' to jail

Hooray!

Somethin' wrong, little gal?

He volunteered to take
Miss Jones to jail.

A long way to town.

What you figure he got in mind?

Just shows you can't
trust no corporals.

Well, I trust Joe.

What's your rush?

The sooner we get there,
the quicker we gotta bust apart.

Cut that out.

Get over where you belong.

That's just what I'm doing.

Okay, honey.
Accelerate me all you want.

The harder I get bumped,
the more of me bounces.

Sugar, you ain't gonna
take me to the cooler, are ya?

Can't do you much good
once I'm in jail.

What you say we drive
to a place I know on the edge of town?

I'll show you more fun
than you ever had.

You're goin' to jail.

There's a cafe on the corner

Run by my friend Billy Pastor

A spot where a man takes a lady
When he wants to move faster

Guess I'll go and
say hello to Pastor

How can a lady drink alone?
How can a lady dance alone?

No lady can romance alone

I ought to have a sweetie-pie

The one I had, I give the air to

I threw his toothbrush out the door

Now that I'm free
My heart is sighin'

I'm off the hook and
lookin' for more

Dozens of fellas telephone me
All askin' me to make a date

I'm holdin' out for
somethin' special

But I don't know
How long I'll wait

Where will I wind up?
Who'll I be true to?

Ain't made my mind up
Waitin' for you to

What you say, brother?
What you say, boy?

Ain't it time that we got away?

10:00 sharp on the corner

See that you're right
in there pitchin'

'Cause I ain't the kind of a mare
That'll stand without hitchin'

Now you got your little filly
at the startin' gate

Got a little filly
who is rarin' to go

No, you don't.

I just want to stretch my legs.

Well, stretch 'em in here.

Boy, you's the roughest of rough.

Won't even give me a little break.

Sorry. You're a prisoner.

You mean to say
you're really gonna take me to jail?

You won't be in for long.

A minute's too long for me.
I can't stand bein' cooped up.

- An order's an order.
- Not here it ain't.

Ah!

Uh-uh.

That's no way to get to Masonville.

I'd like to see the road
that can stop this baby.

You will, sugar.

Ain't no use.
You'll only get messed up.

Careful, honey,
you'll bust your gaskets.

Okay, out.

Oop.

Boy, but you strong.

The way you pull me up
like I was nothin'...

Bet you're a good dancer,
ain't you, honey?

I bet we could have
us a lot of fun.

Now, if you'd ask my advice,

you'd turn right around and go back
as far as the railroad crossing,

then along the tracks

till you get to Sanitobia,
which is my hometown,

where the train stops
for Masonville.

You're tryin' to trick me,
and I know it.

I wouldn't do that no more.
Cross my heart.

Okay, we'll do it your way.

Now get goin' and don't
try nothin' funny.

Believe me now?

When we get to Masonville.

Still don't trust me, huh?
Guess I'll have to work on it.

Hi, Willa.

Well, look who's home.
Carmen Jones.

Say, ain't that a five-star
brigadier admiral you got?

Somethin' better.
This boy's gonna be a pilot.

Really?

Let's see now.

Flyboy's gotta have somethin' special
for supper.

- How about a nice roast chicken?
- Yeah. I like that.

- Hi, Harry.
- Hi, Carmen.

We got potatoes, beets, carrots, corn,
and peaches right off the tree.

Oh, peaches!

We'll eat in Masonville.
When's that train?

It ain't due till the moon's up.

And this town's the
last stop for the moon.

Come on. I want to know
when that train comes in.

Not till 10:00.

I got time to cook you a supper
you won't ever forget.

- Thanks, Harry.
- Thank you.

Oh, wait.

This is for you, flyboy, for free.

- Mighty kind of you, but...
- We'll accept.

Hello, Grandma.

How you feelin', honey?

I brought a fella home for supper.

Hi.

Grandma, somethin' wrong?

Trouble comin' your way soon.

What trouble?

Found a buzzard feather
under the doorstep.

- Buzzard feather?
- Just 'fore you come.

She's tryin' to keep the bad spirits off
with that pail of water in the moonlight.

Let the old buzzard
flap his wings right over me.

Till he comes down and gets me,
I got a lot of livin' to do.

Don't tell me you go for that junk.

Come on, start the party rollin'.

Have yourself a drink
while I get supper ready.

Thanks, but I don't drink.

Boy, if the army was made up
of nothin' but soldiers like you,

the war wouldn't do nobody no good.

Guess that's what I like
about you, though, Joey.

You ain't like the others.

Yeah.

You ain't like 'em at all.

That little candy-faced gal
I seen you with in the canteen,

is she your steady?

Uh-huh.

How steady?

We're gettin' married

soon as I get back to the base.

So that's why you're in such a hurry
to dump me off in Masonville.

I'm right in the way
of your honeymoon,

but not for long.

- Ain't no way to get the mud off.
- It's okay.

Good thing you're gettin' married.

You need a gal to look after you
in the worst way.

I'll do it.

Only mess yourself.

Don't want to get into trouble
with them army cops in Masonville.

You'll never get to flyin' school.

Bet when the war's over,

you'll come home
with a chest full of medals.

- And that gal, what's her name?
- Cindy Lou.

Yeah. She'll hand 'em
out to all your kids.

Better win a lot of medals.
You and Cindy Lou'll need 'em.

One every year.

No bunch of kids for me. Not till
I can take care of 'em real good.

Got that all figured out, too?

I know I'm not goin'
back to the farm.

I'm goin' to school,
learn all about planes.

What you gonna do when the war's over?
Parachute factory's bound to close.

- Comin' back here?
- Maybe. Maybe not.

I never figure from
one day to the next.

I guess you don't have to. You're
sure to get a husband in any town.

Married? Me? Never.

Your shoes need polish bad.

I do my own.

Not when I'm around.

Sure. You'll get married.

I'll bet you have all those kids
you wished on me.

- Not a chance.
- Why not?

Ain't in the cards.

Look, you can't let
that spooky stuff trip you up.

The signs never lie, Joe.

Just don't pay 'em no mind, Carmen.

Gal like you,

there's nothin' you couldn't get
if you aim for it.

How you figure that?

Just look at you.
You got a lot more than other gals.

A lot more what?

Got your belt on twisted.

I'll fix it.

What's the matter?
You still don't trust me, huh?

Or don't you trust yourself?

Carmen.

Carmen!

Sorry, honey.

Like I told you, I couldn't
stand bein' cooped up in jail.

I gotta be free to come and go,
or I'd just die.

Don't hate me, Joey, 'cause I love
you like I loved no man before.

Prisoners, halt!

Left face!

Okay, sit down.

Joe, honey,
I thought I'd never see you again.

I tried, and I asked...

They don't allow no visitors
the first two weeks in the stockade.

I'm sorry, carryin' on like this.
I made myself promise I wouldn't.

That's all right, Cindy.

How you been?

Waitin'. Just waitin' to see you.

Won't help none, you hangin' around.
Go home to your ma.

You want me to?

I was just thinkin' of you, Cindy.

Home's where you is, Joe.

Are you all right, honey?
How are they treatin' you?

Fine, fine.

- When you think you'll get out?
- Can't tell.

They'll still send you to air school.
You'll see.

Truth is, Cindy...

I know. Sergeant Brown told me.
But it don't matter none.

I know you, Joe.
I know you're all done with that gal.

Here, Joe. Package for you.

Must be from my mom.

I wrote her to bake
something nice for you.

Time's up. Prisoners, fall in.

Left face.

Forward march.

Chow call. Come and get it.

This flower that you threw my way

Has been my friend by night and day

I saw it fade and lose its bloom

But still it kept a sweet perfume

In my cell, through every darkened hour

On my lonely eyes lay this flower

And so I'd sleep the
whole night through

And dream of you

Then I'd wake up
with no one near me

And talk for the jail
walls to hear me

She ain't the best

They all the same

Like all the rest

She's just a dame

Then I told myself I was ravin'

There was just one
thing I was cravin'

It wasn't food
It wasn't dough

I guess you know

That it was you

You're all I'll ever crave

And that's for true

I don't know anything about you

I don't know much
about a shinin' star

Just know the world
is dark without you

That's all I know

I only want you as you are

Carmen

I love

You

Thanks for the lift, big oil man.

Goin' as far as New Orleans if you
want to help the war effort, baby.

I got my battle station.

Anybody here ask for me?

The whole army, that's all.

- Hi, Carmen.
- Hi.

You know who I mean.

No corporal by the name of Joe.

- Go, Mack!
- Go, Mack!

I'll tell you why I wanna dance

It ain't the sweetness in the music

I like the sweetness in the music

But that ain't why I wanna dance

It's somethin' thumpin' in the bass

That thump-thump-thumpin'
on the music

That bump-bump-bumpin' on the music

Is all I need to start me off

I don't need nothin' else

Maybe I do

To start me off

Beat out that rhythm on a drum

And I don't need no tune at all

Beat me that rhythm on a drum

And I don't need no tune at all

I feel it beatin' in my bones

It feel like 20 million tom-toms

I know there's 20 million tom-toms

Beatin' way down
deep inside my bones

I feel it beatin' in my heart

And then I get a kind of dream

And in my dream, it kind of seems

There's one big heart
in all the world

There ain't but one big heart

One heart

In all the world

Beat out that rhythm on a drum

There's one big heart
in all the world

Beat out that rhythm on a drum

There's one big heart
in all the world

And now that heart is beatin' fast

And that's a rhythm I can dance to
I'm mighty glad I got a chance to

With that one big heart
that's beatin' fast

Tomorrow mornin' let it rain
Tomorrow mornin' let it pour

Tonight we in the groove together

Ain't gonna worry
about stormy weather

Gonna kick old trouble out the door

Beat out that trouble on a drum

Beat out old trouble on a drum

And kick his carcass out the door

Beat me that rhythm on a drum

And kick old trouble out the door

Kick him out the door
Kick him out the door

Charlie, give me a double double
on the rocks.

- Hey, Jones gal.
- Hi, Carmen.

How's tricks?

Slow, Frankie.

You still carrying a blowtorch
for that boy in the stockade?

I reckon by now it ought to be so hot
you can send it to the navy.

They could use it to
weld battleships apart.

That's how it is.

Husky Miller!

Frankie, Husky Miller!

Thanks a lot

I'm sure glad to be

To be where I can see
so many friends of mine

How've I been doin'?
How've I been doin'?

If you really want to know the truth
I'm doin' fine

Seventeen decisions in a row

And only five on points
The rest was all K.O.

Jackson and Johnson
Murphy and Bronson

One by one they come
And one by one to dreamland they go

How's it done?
You asked me how's it done

I got a trainer man
Who taught me all I know

Sure feels good to
have him in my corner

Hear his voice a-whispering low

"Big boy, remember

"You must remember

"Stand up and fight
until you hear the bell

"Stand toe to toe
Trade blow for blow

"Keep punchin'
till you make your punches tell

"Show that crowd what you know

"Until you hear that
bell, that final bell

"Stand up and fight like hell"

When you fight out in the open air
In a patch of light

The ring looks small and white

Out in the blackness
Out in the blackness

You can feel a hundred
thousand eyes fill the night

Cigarettes are blinkin' in the dark

And makin' polka dots
around the baseball park

People are quiet
Then there's a riot

Someone throws a punch
And plants it right smack on the mark

Someone's hurt
You kind of think it's you

You hang across the ropes
That's all you want to do

Then you look around
and see your trainer's eyes

Beggin' you to see it through

They say, "Remember, big boy

"Remember

"Stand up and fight
until you hear the bell

"Stand toe to toe
Trade blow for blow

"Keep punchin'
till you make your punches tell

"Show that crowd what you know

"Until you hear that
bell, that final bell

"Stand up and fight like hell

"Stand up and fight

"And fight

"Like hell"

Three cheers for Husky Miller,
the comin' champion of the world.

- Hooray!
- Hooray!

Drinks for everybody in the house.

Inform the gentleman
behind the bar.

Drinks on Husky Miller!

Hello, Heat-Wave.
Introduce yourself.

You talk like you know me already.

I noticed you right off
up on the balcony.

- Did you notice me?
- Why, no.

You was actin' so bashful,
I didn't hardly know you was there.

You talkin' to the champ.
He looks at a chicken, and she's down...

Shut your teeth.

Excuse my dust, gentlemen.

The air's getting mighty
unconditioned around here.

What are you getting paid for,

to manage me in the ring
or K.O. me with the dames?

This chick needs a big
investment of time,

which you is mighty short of,
with the train waitin'.

It don't leave for an hour.

It's waitin' at the station.

Remember, you promised the trainer,
10 hours shut-eye.

Okay, I ain't going to break no promise
to him.

But you listen to this and listen good.

When I wake up in Chicago
tomorrow morning,

I want to see Heat-Wave
on the platform.

Suppose she don't want
to go to Chicago?

That's your toothache.

If you can't show up with her,
find yourself a new meal ticket.

Good night, all!

- Good night!
- Good night!

Hey, what's he mean,
go find yourself a new meal ticket?

He means I don't eat.

And, brother, if I don't eat,
you starve.

Come on, Myrt,
let's go where the money is.

I believe we had
this parking space reserved,

but don't get up. Please don't.

Don't these gentlemen look
like they met us someplace before?

I'd swear I met them with Husky Miller.

Where you know Husky from?

Maybe New York, New Orleans.

- What you doin' in this hamburger joint?
- Passin' through.

Then you don't know nobody in here?

- Who you want us to know?
- Her.

Carmen? That's my best friend.
What do you want with her?

Nothing. Just asking.
Pull up to the curb and park.

- If you insist.
- I do. Indeed, I do.

Drinks for the ladies.

- What kind?
- Ask 'em.

- Made up your minds yet?
- Anything light.

You mean with bubbles?

- Champagne? Why, it's much too splurgy.
- Frankie.

Not for Rum Daniels,
the manager of Husky Miller.

You his manager? For real?

- And this is Dink Franklin.
- The manager's manager.

Large bottle of champagne
from the bottom cellar.

Sure, Mr. Daniels.

Too bad we're leaving for Chicago
in an hour.

Hardly got time to trade punches.

Would you care to stop off
in the Windy City?

What's the proposition?

What's the idea talking to us
like we're you-know-whats?

I had nothin' like that in mind.

I was thinkin' it'd be nice
to have your company in a drawin' room,

showin' you around the fancy stores
in Chicago,

footin' the bill for things
you might want to buy,

- like a diamond ring or mink coat.
- Mink?

If that ain't good enough,

maybe there's another kind
of fur they invented.

We're old-fashioned girls.
Mink and diamonds suits us fine.

Then it's settled.

Let's go.
Don't want to miss that train.

Get packed. It might be a good idea
to pack up your friend, too.

- Carmen?
- For Husky Miller.

And if she says no?

Then ain't none of us
gettin' on that train.

I get it.

Figured you would.

Well, come on.

But don't everybody
start talkin' at once.

Miss Jones, this is Rum, Husky's manager.
And this is Dink, his manager.

They takin' me and Frankie to Chicago
in a drawin' room.

That's nice.

Reserved the biggest suite
in the biggest hotel.

- Gonna buy us fancy clothes.
- Diamonds and mink.

We'll be livin' off the
fatheads of the land.

The fatheads of fatheads.

Care to join your friends
at the invitation of Husky Miller?

You hear that?

He askin' you to come to Chicago,
keep us company.

Chicago.

Man, will we have ourselves a ball.

All expenses paid by the management,
including little extras.

Like a store full of diamonds
and fancy clothes.

- For true?
- That ain't the half of it.

You take us to Chicago,
show us a good time,

what do we gotta do for it?

Don't ask now.
Just get to Chicago first.

What do you say, Heat-Wave?

Wanna make a trip on a
crack Chicago train?

- Now, that's a trip you ought to make
- It won't be hard for you to take

Travel about as fast
as a Kansas hurricane

It only takes a half a day
to be 1,000 miles away

- Away
- Come on

That streamline engine won't delay

- Away
- Come on

That streamline engine won't delay

That streamline engine
just can't wait

That streamline engine
ain't no freight

That streamline
engine won't be late

Whizzin' away along the track
Clickety clack, clickety clack

Leavin' the wind away in back
Clickety clack, clickety clack

Up a hill and down a hill
And out upon the plains again

Through a storm and out of the storm
And pretty soon it rains again

Only takes a half a day
to be 1,000 miles away

It only takes a half a day
to be 1,000 miles away, away

- Come on away
- Chicago

- Away
- Chicago

- Come on
- Away

Hey

On a Chicago train

Go pack your duds.
Ain't got much time.

- Carmen'll come.
- I knew she would.

Well, let's get goin'.

Wait, let me say my say

If you're bustin' to go, then go

But just count me out of the party
Just count me out

'Cause I ain't in

- Oh, Carmen, honey, have a heart
- Don't want no part of it

Don't want no part of it
Don't want no part

Don't waste our time
with all this fuss

Don't want no part of it
Don't want no part of it

Don't want no part

What you got that you like so much
Better than this?

- What you got?
- What you got?

If I told you, you'd only laugh

- Oh, no
- Not me

- Go on
- Give out

Ya gotta promise not to laugh

- Okay
- Okay

There's a man I'm crazy for

She's got a man she's crazy for.

That's why she can't
come to Chicago.

That's a laugh.

I'm in love
And that ain't no laugh

Well, shut my mouth
and call me dumb

And beat me
I'm a kettledrum

The birdies in the
trees are hummin'

Carmen's in love
Carmen's in love

Still we ask
Won't you come?

And break your date
Give the gate to your chum

Another night I might have come
To raise some pandemonium

But now the mockingbirds
are hummin'

Carmen's in love
Carmen's in love

Leave me here with my Joe
And take your train to Chicago and go

- We gotta get you on that train
- Some other time

What makes you think
there'll be another time?

- To get a trip
- To get a trip

- To Illinois
- To Illinois

- And get it free?
- And get it free?

That is the place that
I'd sure like to see

Whizzin' away along the track
Clickety clack, clickety clack

Leavin' the wind away in back
Clickety clack, clickety clack

Up the hill and down the hill
And out upon the plains again

Through a storm and out of the storm
And pretty soon it rains again

It only takes a half a day
to be 1,000 miles away

It only takes a half a day
to be 1,000 miles away, away

- Come on along
- Chicago, Chicago

- Come on, away
- Come on, away

Hey

Whizzin' away along the track
Off to Chicago

Illinois

Well, Carmen, what's the count?
You comin' with us?

I always did want to
see the big town.

You got your wish.

Chicago gonna be real good for you.

You gonna be real bad for Chicago.

You comin'?

Mmm-mmm.

Look, baby, let's talk turkey.

Tomorrow mornin',
I gotta produce you in Chicago.

I don't care what it costs.
Husky Miller will sign the bill.

When he goes crazy for a chick,

that chick starts lookin' like a
neon sign, all lit up with diamonds.

Diamonds ain't what
I want of a man.

If I love him,
he don't need no checkbook.

If I don't,
a checkbook ain't gonna do him no good.

Who's talkin' about love?
We don't care what happens

between you and Husky
once you get to Chicago.

He don't appeal to you,
well, it ain't nobody's fault.

It ain't that he don't appeal to me.
He just rang my bell when I'm busy.

Busy? Fooling around here
when you got a chance go to Chicago?

You gonna stay here and sleep,
or you gonna wake up and come with us?

I'm gonna wait here for Joe.

You've been waitin' a month.
Bet he don't never show up.

He'll come as soon
as they let him out.

In case you wise up
before the train pulls out,

here's a ticket for drawin' room "A,"
right over the wheels.

You can hear yourself
click-clickin' to Chicago.

Ain't no use wastin' it.

Just castin' the bread upon the waters.

Brother and sisters, join the
prayer meetin' in drawin' room "E."

Don't let too much distance
come between you and that money.

Come on, girl.

Joe!

Joey!

I was afraid you wouldn't be here.

I been here every night
waitin' for you.

They ain't after you no more?

I got a suspended sentence.

It felt like you was
never gettin' out.

Thinkin' about you all the time
while you was away from me.

I've been dreamin' about tonight
and wonderin' if you would be feelin'

half as lovin' as your
Carmen feels for you.

Carmen, there's somethin'
you gotta know.

Tell me later
when Carmen takes you home with her.

Carmen will unlace your shoes.

That's just it.
I can't stay or go with you.

- I gotta report right back to the base.
- What?

I gotta get that bus
leavin' for flying school.

Captain Haldane, my C.O.,

he got my court-martial reduced
and made 'em take me back.

Where does that leave us?
How far apart?

- Only 400 miles.
- Only?

You'd come up when I got a pass.

Boy, if that ain't one on Carmen,
love on a pass.

- Carmen.
- Go to flyin' school. Take off right now.

Then lay in your bunk,
look up at them pin-up gals.

See what that gets you,
droopy drawers.

I got something I want you to see.

That's been with me all the time,

right here, where you are.

That don't ring so true.

I swear it's true.

Joe, if you loved me truly,
you know what you'd do?

- What?
- You'd come to Chicago.

Chicago?

I got enough dough to get us both there.
A ticket, too.

Been savin' up to give
my man a good time.

I just can't pick up
and go like that.

Joe, I want to go someplace

where you're the last thing I see at
night, first thing I see in the morning.

I can't go A.W.O.L.

Just takin' some time off so we can
be together before you go away.

That's not the way the
army'd look at it.

Boy, if you ain't a lover red-hot for Carmen.
You just burnin' up with passion.

You sizzle like a fish on ice.

I can't afford no more demerits.

If I step out of line again,
I'll never make officers' flying school.

You know what?

You too chicken for me
to waste my time on.

Chicken is right.

Look at that officer material.

You got about as much chance of bein'
a flier as a flea inside that shirt.

You quit that!

That's no kind of man for you, Carmen.
He can't even keep his shirt in his pants.

- You do that again, I'll...
- You'll what?

You ain't figurin' on
striking no sergeant?

That wouldn't be no four weeks
in the guardhouse,

more like four years.

How about it, sugar?
We got lost time to make up.

Let's get started.

- You keep your paws off of her.
- Who's gonna make me?

Run along,
Lieutenant Casper Milktoast.

- Looks like he's hurt real bad.
- Yeah.

Four years for hittin' a superior,
ain't that what he said?

Maybe more.

Get him in them bushes. Hurry.

- They're bound to find him.
- By that time, we'll be far away.

I can't. That's desertin'. I won't.

They find you here, that's prison.
What you got to lose? Come on, now.

Get a move on, Joe.
We gotta make that train.

- Who's that?
- Husky Miller, the fighter.

I met him at Billy Pastor's
with Frankie and Myrt.

Hey, Carmen! Carmen!

Hey, sister! Carmen!

Blow on 'em, sugar.
Make 'em dry faster.

You can turn the heat off now.

Man, that tickles.

You some harmonica player.

What a mosquito bite.

Why the camouflage?
You don't need it with me.

Hand me them nylons, honey.

You ain't goin' out.

As far as the grocery store.
I gotta feed my man.

Look, Carmen,

I don't know how to tell you, but...

I'm busted. I gave the last
of my pay to the landlady.

I got some jingly stuff.

I ain't gonna let you shell out.

We gotta eat, growin' boy.

Not on your dough.

What's mine's yours, Joey,
and that goes right down the line.

If I could only get out.

Them military cops on your tail,
they'd grab you so fast

I'd still be kissin' the breeze goodbye
when you is in Leavenworth.

Easy, honey. Easy.

You're two bits shy.

Charge it to Husky.

And you discovered Husky.

To the spoils belong the credit.

There I was on the New York Waterfront
sellin' about a million dollars of war bonds,

when I see this big boy
walkin' down the gangplank

carryin' a jeep with one hand.

I said to myself, "That's my man."

And you can put that in your column.

Heat-Wave!

Look who's here,
the answer to our prayers.

- If it ain't the Jones girl.
- Hi, Frankie.

I saw you get off at the station.
Where you been all week?

Around, havin' myself a time.

Where, in a bargain basement?

Get a load of me.

Look at this iceberg.
It's almost real.

That's nothin' compared
to what'll drift your way

now you're back in the big swim.

I came to ask you for a loan.

You busted?

Can you let me have a couple of bills?

You talkin' to the wrong party.

There's your bank,
with all the doors wide open.

You just tell Husky what you want.

He's just percolatin'
to take care of you real good.

If the press will excuse me,

this manager's got to start managin'
somethin' special for the champ.

Got all that I need. Thanks.

Miss Jones, this is
a pleasure indeed.

You sure showed up in time.

We can't get nothin'
out of Husky no more.

She means Husky got his mind set
on findin' you.

How you been?

Great when we
were buyin' out all the stores,

but now Husky's stopped
all charge accounts.

You'll be raidin' 'em
again with Miss Jones.

And chargin' 'em.

Hi, boss. Told you I'd produce
her before the big fight.

Where you been wastin' time
away from me?

Into the dressing room.

Go on. You want to catch a draft?

Can't fight with my trainer.

Stay put. I'll be out in no time.

Then you and me'll start
the second Chicago fire.

You're all set, honey.

Just like bein' partners with the US Mint.
All you gotta do is grab.

I didn't come here to take up
with that punchin' bag.

Don't you like him?

He just one man too
late, that's all.

You still with that soldier boy?

You stakin' me or not?

Sorry, honey, I'm flat, too.

All I got's a car, fancy clothes,
diamonds, and mink.

Come in the dressin' room with me.
Maybe I can promote some cash-and-carry.

I'll wait here.

Be sociable with Husky,
or I'll get nowhere with his manager.

- Dust off the divan for the ladies.
- Yes, Mr. Daniels.

Look at that physique, Carmen.
Bet your soldier boy's got nothin' like...

Glad to know you're only human.

Get this and get it right.

I didn't come here to
stay in your corner.

Say that again.

She means she's too bashful
to come right out and admit it.

Oh, that's different.

You gettin' me that loan,

or do I have to listen
to more of braggin' mouth?

- What loan?
- For clothes and things...

Put a raid on the stores.
Just name it and charge it.

Thanks, Frankie, but it won't work.

What is this? Where are you goin'?

Sorry. Carmen ain't for sale.

Heat-Wave, wait!

You just relax them classy muscles.
Leave that gal to me.

It ain't my fault she's walkin' out.

You know females
are always changin' their stripes.

Get out and don't come back till you
bring Heat-Wave with you for good.

And that goes for your manager, too.

Carmen!

I hate to see a hep chick like you
actin' like a dumb cluck.

- Be sensible.
- Frankie.

Okay, keep your soldier boy.

That don't mean you gotta walk out
on a convertible, gold-lace nightgown...

Oh, everything.

You know two-timin' ain't my speed.

Just shift gears and
join the female race.

Keep one man for the ride
and one for the money.

Uh-uh.

Listen, honey,
I'll level right out with you.

If you don't show up for Husky,
we're right out in the cold.

How about it, sugar, for us?

Ain't that I don't want
to help you, Frankie...

- Only?
- I can't.

Love? Nobody lives on that street forever.
Not with the same man.

You're bound to move,
maybe sooner than you want to believe.

Let you know when I get the message.

When you do, ring me at the hotel.

Here's the number.

Don't wait too long, Heat-Wave.
Husky liable to start blowin' cold.

- See ya.
- Okay.

- What took you so long?
- I had to wait for it.

All that time?

- You been gone ever since...
- I got back as soon as I could, honey.

It's a lot of stuff.

All you had was loose change
when you went out.

Where'd the rest come from?

What's the difference?

I want to know.

Well?

Look, boy,
don't go puttin' me on no stand.

I don't answer to nobody.

If you got nothin' to hide...

Do you think I do?

What do you expect me to think?
Why don't you tell me?

You think what you want.

I don't account to no man.

You're accountin' to me.

- I love you, and that gives me the right to...
- That don't give you no right to own me.

There's only one that does,
and that's me. Myself.

Where you goin'?

I might come back.

Carmen, I'm sorry.

Carmen.

Carmen, will you...

That racket.

It's enough to drive
rivets into your head.

You goin' out again?

Feel like takin' a walk.

You already had one today.

Feel like another one.

Da dum dum da

Da da da da dum

Dum dum da-dum

Look, honey,
I'm sorry for the way I blew off.

You're spillin' it.

That ain't no reason
to turn on the ice.

Look, boy, I don't have
to keep the truth from nobody.

I can't stand being cooped up
in this alley no more.

But you know the M.P.s are
after me hot and heavy.

I gotta stay in here.

You gotta. I don't.

What does that mean?

I'm bustin' out for a while.

Da dum dum dum

Who with?

You really want to know?

Well, I asked you.

I'll tell ya.

With a friend of mine, Frankie.

That gal that works at Billy Pastor's?
What's she doin' in Chicago?

She's with that Husky Miller crowd.
Got here when we did.

My seams on straight?

Who's she throwin' your way?

You ain't goin' nowhere.

You're stayin' here where you belong
with me.

I don't get it.

This place suited you fine
before you went out.

What happened in between?

Got a whiff of fresh air,
that's what happened.

Just want to get more of it.

Not without me.

Maybe you ain't got the message yet,

but Carmen's one gal
nobody puts on a leash.

No man's gonna tell me
when I can come and go.

I gotta be free,
or I don't stay at all.

You talk like this was a jail.

- You're makin' it one.
- It ain't to me.

I could stay in this place the rest of my
life and never go out as long as you're here.

But when you ain't,
it's worse than jail.

Ain't no light, no air.

Suppose I never come back?

You'd never get away from me.

I'd follow you down the rivers,
across the sea,

to hell or up to heaven.

Why'd you ask?

Just to hear you say it.

You're hurtin' me, Joe.

I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to.

Get back soon,
and remember, I'm waitin'.

You just keep a light burnin'
in the window, boy.

Poor champ.

Can't have no happy tunes,
no good time, nothin'.

Just gotta keep trainin' and trainin'
to keep in trainin'.

Want to break it for fun
and see what happens?

Take the count.

Get me some more.

You already put one
seltzer bottle away.

Make this one for the road.

Can't afford to have skirts in your head,
not with the big fight around the block.

You gotta forget that woman.

I'm tryin', trainin' man.
I'm tryin'.

Hi, Husk.

I said to keep out of my corner.

You're fired for good
until you show up with Heat-Wave.

Just gotta give Rum
the teletype, boss.

There she is.

Heat-Wave!

Easy, boy.

Don't K.O. me in round one.
Give the fans their money's worth.

Tell my fortune.

Let's go.

I want to watch.

Make it good.
Am I goin' to get that certain party?

One thing's sure.
The cards don't lie.

- Cut them.
- Cut them.

- Seven.
- Seven.

- That's quite a card
- That's quite a card

Do you mean good or bad?

Is that good or bad?

Quiet, please

You're gonna get a lot of money. I don't
know how you're gonna spend it all.

Will this gal see a
bright and happy future?

Or will she be a
good-for-nothin' moocher?

- Come on, you cards, and tell her true
- Come on, you cards, and tell her true

- And tell her how she gonna do
- And tell her how she gonna do

- For good or bad
- For high or low

Come on, you cards, and let her know
Whatever way the wind will blow

- All set?
- All set

- For sure?
- Let's go

Let's see what they say about me

You're gonna get a good man, Carmen.

Yeah.

Here's your little secret.

The nine of spades.

The nine

There he is

The old boy

Plain as can be

Death got his hand

On me

It ain't no use

To run away from that old boy

If he is chasin' you

It's best to stand right up

And look him in the face

When he is facin' you

You gotta be prepared to go

With that old boy

No matter what the time

So I won't fill my pretty eyes
with salty tears

'Cause I ain't got the time

I'm gonna run out every
second I got left

Before he throws me down

I'm gonna laugh and sing

And use up all my breath

Before he mows me down

While I can fly around

I'll do my flyin' high

I'm gonna keep on livin'

Up to the day I die

The nine

Hello

Old boy

Hello

My Joe

He was always my Joe

There was no one but me
Joe said there never could be

We was in love

And I reckon we showed it

From the way people talked

Reckon everyone knowed it

Kids on the street where we'd go

Used to yell at us

"Cindy Lou belongs to Joe"

Lord, O Lord, you know that was true

And Joey belonged to Cindy Lou

We just want to check on his pass.

We hear he's been shackin' up here
for a week.

I run a respectable place.

Take a look at this picture.

Does he live here?

One flight up. Room 24.

You're too late, miss.
Husky's finished trainin' for the day.

I'm looking for someone the newspapers
say he's runnin' around with.

- Is her name Carmen?
- That's who.

She's in his dressing room,
right there to the left.

Thank you.

We got all the toothbrushes
we need, lady.

Wait. I'm here to see
Miss Carmen Jones.

Please. I gotta see her.

Me?

Say, ain't you that
gal Joe was stuck on?

Yes. I came here to find out where he is.
You're the only one that know.

Nice gal like you gonna get into trouble
takin' up with a deserter.

I don't care what he done.
I gotta find him.

Tell me where he is, please.

Joe!

So you run out on me. Sure.

He can give you a
better time than I can.

Fancy clothes, swell company,
the whole works.

Husky Miller's latest woman.

Only that ain't the
way it's gonna be.

We is all washed up. Go away.
Go with this sweet little gal.

You'd like that, I guess.
You'd like me to leave you free to play.

Only you're comin' with me
where you belong.

Put a hand on Carmen,
I'll immobilize ya!

Don't fight with him.

Who is this jerk?

Shut your fat trap.

You double-crossin' tramp.

- What'd you call her?
- Husky, you'll kill him with one tap!

- If it's the last thing I do...
- That would be the last thing you do.

I swore I'd let no man
take you away from me.

- How you gonna stop me?
- I'll show you.

No! You're in enough trouble!

Go away.

Somebody get the police!

You stay put!

Joe, honey, listen. Listen!

I'm no good. Go on home to your ma!

Put that thing away, boy.

Ain't gonna get you nowhere with me.

Nor with him neither.

That's enough, Husky! That's enough!

That's enough!

The M.P.s!

Get out the back way. Go on.

You're comin' with me.

She ain't goin' nowhere with you.

I said we was washed up.

Why you helpin' me to get away?

I can't stand nobody
bein' cooped up.

Right this way, gentlemen.

Just keep goin'.

Go on home. Forget him.

Bait your hook for fish you can fry.

How can I love a man

When I know he don't want me?

He ain't been good
He ain't been kind

He give me up

For that old roadside woman

But I can't drive him from my mind

I's scared
O Lord, I's scared

I's like a leaf that's lost her tree

I's alone, alone
I's alone

He got hisself another woman

Did she feel his
arms all around her?

No, Lord, I can't believe it's so

No, Lord, don't you let her keep my Joe

Make him throw her back
where he found her

Joe, you said that both
your arms was mine

Remember

You said your arms was mine

I's

Your gal

I was always your gal

There was no one but me
You said there never could be

We was in love

And I reckon we showed it

From the way people talked

Reckon everyone knowed it

Kids on the street where we'd go

Used to yell at us

"Cindy Lou belongs to Joe"

Lord, O Lord

Look down and try to see

How you can make Joe come home

To me

O Lord, look down

Lead my Joe

Off the road

Where he's strayin'

Tell my man

Where to go

O Lord, I's callin'

On

You

Poncho! Poncho! Poncho! Poncho!

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is the feature presentation.

Ten rounds of boxing.

Introducing, from the great
city of Chicago, Husky Miller!

And his opponent from Brazil,

the South American
heavyweight champion,

the sensational Kid Poncho!

Give him another one, Husky!

Punch him! Punch him!
Punch him in the nose!

Well, what do you think?

This is just the beginning.

A piece of gum, please.

Give him a good one! Hit him!

...five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten!

The time, 2 minutes, 20 seconds
of the second round.

The winner by a
knockout, Husky Miller!

You're comin' with me,
or you ain't goin' no place.

Let me go.

You promised you was gonna be mine
till the end.

That's one promise
you're gonna keep.

Can't you get it through your head?
We're done. Now let me go.

I'd sooner kill ya.

Then here's your chance.

But all I wanna do

Is love you

Like I used to

To hold your hand in my hand

And feel your heart next to my heart

Can't we begin again?

Couldn't we start all over?

Couldn't we begin again?

If you wanna start a fire
where a fire was before

The coal you burn must be new coal

Our flame is out
Cold as the snow

We had ourselves some fun
Didn't we?

And now it's done

But where can I put my memories?

They got no sea to drown in

The little things that
used to make us laugh

When we was clownin'

And all the things we'd say or do

Are all part of me and you

Joe, you is makin' it tough now
For yourself, the same as for me

Joe, ain't you heard
me say enough now?

No! No! No!

What used to be ain't no more

Do you forget how I
used to love you?

No one but Joe ever
loved you so good

Let's go away
And begin our life all over

Carmen all alone with Joe

Don't you think there's a chance?

Only say that you do

No! That wouldn't be true

Ain't gonna lie
Ain't gonna lie

I look at life straight in the eye

I'll have no man laugh at me
while you're rollin' around in his arms.

Stay with me, or I'll kill you.

Okay, kill me now, or let me go.

- For the last time.
- For the last time.

Here's that 10-cent store ring you give me.
Now, that's the end of you.

You tramp. You're no good.
You never were.

Two-timin' me like it
don't count for nothin'.

Well, it does.

You ain't never gonna do that
to no man again.

String me high on a tree

So that soon I will be

With my darling

My baby

My Carmen