Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What about, uh—— what‘s—his—name?
— It‘s a tragedy really. — Yeah, yeah.
Want me to do your back?
—I didn‘t know he was your girl. —What?
Uh, can I have that bullet, Doc? A souvenir.
See, Buzz, this is your sack,
Never mind. What the major does is her own business.
tent.
notjust as an officer, as a man.
— He can‘t keep his hands offofme. —I know you‘re in there.
—How long do you figure? Couple ofdays? —Oh, tops.
— I‘ve been looking all over foryou. - Oh ?
Well, maybe a wee dram.
Even if| knew, |wouldn‘t tell you.
[Clears Throat]
No postop infection, no evidence of a fracture, no reason to still be here,
And you would do very well to keep your stories to yourself...
I‘ll leave that for the marines.
[Laughing]
Oh, a boozer, huh?
— but as a man. - 0h.
|fthey‘re out ofcheese balls, get some smoked oysters.
Nothing, and that‘s an order.
Buzz, look, we‘ve been going over your whole history.
and mind your own beeswax!
[ Both] Why can‘t he leave me alone?
Why are you keeping him here?
— JWhere seldom is heard J —This way, sir.
Now then, what about the old target practice?
— His back. — His front.
— I was afraid ofthat. — Absence of pain.
No examination! I know how| am, and I know where| am. I‘m here.
— Anybody home? — What‘s up, Pierce?