"(barking orders)" "This is murder!" "Real murder!" "What did they do-- declare heat obsolete?" "14 below out there." "Remember our deal: when it hits 15, we set fire to the barracks." "(shivering)" "Fleischman, according to rank." "Doberman, will you give somebody else a chance?" "But only half of me is warm." "So you'll get the other half warm later." "Hey, look, no more coal." "Hey, close that door!" "(men shouting)" "Hey, Brubaker, when you gonna get the furnace fixed?" "Yeah, this souvenir of the Spanish-American War" "is on its last legs." "I gotta see Sergeant Bilko." "Well, when you see him, tell him we got no more coal and it's his turn to go and get some." "Yeah, and we burned all the comic books, too." "HENSHAW:" "All right, look alive, you meatballs." "Formation..." "Let's go!" "Formation!" "Left side there... come on!" "Come on, let's go!" "Sergeant Bilko!" "What is it?" "What?" "What?" "Men are ready for roll call." "All right, roll call." "All right, look alive." "On the double." "(barking orders)" "What's the matter?" "Can't you guys stand a little cold?" "All right, roll call." "Anderson!" "Yo." "Doberman." "Yo!" "Flipowicz." "Yo." "Present." "Wait a minute." "You're all here, aren't you?" "MEN:" "Yeah." "All present and accounted for." "This is murder." "Funny, maybe this is a survival test and nobody told us, huh?" "Hey, Sarge, this is murder." "Isn't there anything we can do?" "Yeah, there's something you can do." "You can start showing a little cooperation around here." "Look at this-- empty." "I thought we were going to take turns going down to the coal bin and filling the bucket." "Sarge!" "No excuses." "Who's the slacker?" "Point him out to me." "Who's the man who thinks so little of his buddies..." "Sarge, it's your turn." "Which brings me to the subject of coal conservation." "Now, men, we gotta start saving fuel." "We can't throw a bucket out every time one of you guys feels a draft." "Come on!" "Show some fortitude around here." "We get..." "Trick or treat?" "What is this?" "Who are you?" "Private Brubaker." "Brubaker?" "He's a new boy." "You put him in charge of quarters." "Brubaker, on the double-- (barking orders)" "Brubaker, I put you in charge of quarters." "You were supposed to fix the furnace." "You've been goofing off pretty good, Brubaker, huh?" "Sarge, I've been in those furnace flues all week." "Oh, that's where you were." "I was ready to mark him AWOL." "Pretty good deal you worked out for yourself, huh, Brubaker?" "We're in here freezing, you're snug as a bug in the flues, huh?" "No wonder we can't get any heat in here." "You been stopping it up." "Honest, Sarge." "Warm-weather soldier, huh, Brubaker?" "Sarge..." "One man, mind you." "One man like you at Valley Forge and today we'd all be British." "But Sarge..." "But Sarge!" "But Sarge!" "I found out what was wrong with the furnace." "What?" "It had no grate." "No grate?" "I put in a requisition for a new one." "Well, at least he's on the ball..." "You put in a requisition?" "Yes, sir." "In the Army, you put in a requisition?" "You actually went and..." "You actually went to an officer and handed him a requisition?" "Tell me." "Did he laugh at you?" "No, sir." "He said he'd push it right through channels." "Through channels." "Ooh, you dreamer." "Alice in Wonderland." "He put in a requisition." "But Sergeant Bilko, how else can you get a furnace grate?" "How else?" "There's a hundred barracks on this post." "Each barracks has a furnace room, right?" "Each furnace room has a grate, right?" "Now, sometime tomorrow, somebody won't be watching one of those grates." "In you go, out it comes, into our furnace." "On the double, look alive!" "(barks order)" "Sarge, you mean just take one out of somebody else's furnace?" "How do you think we lost ours?" "Look alive, huh?" "But Sergeant Bilko, isn't that stealing?" "(laughter)" "Kid, there's no stealing in the Army." "It's just that a lot of equipment keeps moving around." "Isn't that beautiful?" "He put in a requisition." "I'm sorry." "Well, let's see how sorry you are." "Go on, fill the bucket, on the double." "(barking orders)" "That's a nice kid." "I wonder what he looks like." "Brr, it's going to be a cold winter." "You're not kidding." "Ten-hut!" "At ease." "It's cold in here." "Sir, we thought you'd never get here." "My jeep froze." "Oh." "Here are the duty rosters." "Duty rosters." "Duty roster." "Duty roster." "Post bulletin." "Post bulletin." "Post bulletin." "Worksheet." "BILKO:" "Worksheet." "Worksheet." "Weekly schedule." "Weekly schedule." "Weekly schedule." "Seems to be getting warmer in here." "Yeah, it's a little warmer here, sir." "I guess, that you're here, is very..." "Special bulletin from Special Services." "That's it." "Thank you, sir." "(wind whistling)" "BILKO:" "Ooh..." "Boy, I can hardly wait for the colonel to send down one of those yearbooks with those nice, thick covers." "They'd burn nice." "Wouldn't they?" "Yeah..." "All right, fellas, that's it." "Dismissed." "Boy, this is like Siberia with uniform" "What is this?" "Well, I'll put it in here." "Wait, wait, wait-- let me look at it." "Oh, this is beautiful." "That Special Service-- they're really on the ball." "Get a load of this." ""Attention!" "Join in the National All-Soldier Singing Contest." "Form a glee club in your barracks."" "Imagine our platoon singing?" "We're lucky they can talk." "Oh, that Special Service." "They're really on the ball." "Get a load of this." ""Don't forget, men, the finals are at Camp Phillips."" "That's beautiful, isn't it?" "As if it matters." "Camp Phillips?" "It don't burn here." "Yeah, who cares?" "Camp..." "Camp Phillips." "That's right outside of Florida, isn't it?" "Right next..." "I was right" " Camp Phillips." "Miami." "Hey, if we win the singing contest..." "But Ernie, our platoon singing..." "All right, you nightingales, on the double!" "(barking orders)" "Men, send for your bikini suits." "We're going to Florida." "(cheering)" "All right, men, remember what I told you now." "We're a unit now." "We're not soldiers." "We're singers for awhile." "All right?" "Now, watch the hands." "That's a special arrangement" "I stayed up all night making this." "Now, watch the words." "And remember, we sing Acapulco." "That means with feeling, right?" "Watch the hands." "Here we go now." "Clear your voices." "(throats clearing)" "All right." "(note plays)" "# Va-voom # -# Chi-ba, chi-ba #" "# Dream # -# Va-voom #" "# Chi-ba, chi-ba # -# Dream #" "# I... #" "# Dream #" "# Of Jeanie... #" "Bite the words with diction." "# With the light brown hair #" "# Hair... #" "# Borne like a zephyr... #" "Bite the words." "# On the summer air..." "I... #" "Hold it, hold it, hold it-- what is that?" "(blurts off-key note) What is that?" "This is a romantic song." "Stephen Foster wrote it and dedicated it to his wife." "It's romantic." "He wasn't hailing a cab." "(blurts note)" "What is that?" "Sorry, Sarge." "What are we knocking ourselves out for?" "We can't sing." "Excuse me, I guess I didn't hear right." "Did I just hear a soldier in the United States Army use the word "can't"?" "You meant to say "can-do," didn't you?" "Oh, but Sarge, we're just wasting our time." "(overlapping protests)" "All right, all right!" "Excuse me." "It's going to kill you to learn one song that you can sing in mixed company, huh?" "Florida, fellas." "Florida, remember." "We got over $300 in the welfare fund." "That means money in our pockets" " Florida." "It's 90 above there, men." "Think of those bathing beauties, huh?" "(gibbering, laughing)" "Charlie, come on." "(men grumbling)" "Just a minute-- Corporal Barbella, will you open that door?" "(wind whistling)" "(door closes)" "# I see a chip-pip-pippie... #" "All right, where does that say "chip-pip-pippie"?" "Where is that?" "!" "Read the words." ""I see her trip, trip, tripping."" "Acapulco, fellas, and... (blows note)" "# I see her trip, trip, tripping... #" "# Where the bright streams play #" "# Happy are the dais... #" "Fellas, I can't help you if you don't help me." "Read the words." "What are the words?" "What does that word say?" ""Happy."" "Happy." "Show it in your voice." "It's-It's happy, it's gay." "# Happy... # (laughs)" "Be gay, light." "And... (note plays)" "# Happy... # (all laugh raucously)" "All right, go back to your way." "(blows note)" "# Happy as the daisies that dance #" "# On her way #" "(humming melody)" "(off-key):" "# Many were the blithe words #" "# Her merry voice did pour... #" "# Many were the blithe birds #" "# That warbled them #" "# O'er... #" "This is the only tenor we got?" "That's it, Sarge." "Men, we're in a lot of trouble." "Look, Sarge..." "No offense, Doberman." "You're doing the best you can." "But it's very important, this part." "This is the part where the judges are going to watch us." "Fellas, we gotta distract from him, you know what I mean?" "We've got to block him out a little." "Give me a hum, a "hmm" and hold it." "And... (blows note)" "(chorus humming) -(off-key):" "# Many were the wild notes #" "(screeching):" "# Her merry voice did pour!" "#" "No, no, no, we gotta do something." "What we gotta do is distract from him." "We gotta get the attention away from him for that few bars." "Maybe we can start a fight." "That's very clever." "He's trying his best, isn't he?" "Now, look, we..." "Wait a minute." "Can you wing this for me?" "It's not in the arrangement, but can you remember this?" "# Hi-Jeanie, Ho-Jeanie Heidi-heidi-ho-Jeanie #" "# Hi-Jeanie, Hi-Jeanie, ho. # When I bring you in, all right?" "(blows note) And..." "(off-key): # Many were the wild notes # -(loudly): # Hi-Jeanie #" "# Ho-Jeanie, Heidi-heidi-ho, Jeanie #" "# Hi-Jeanie, Ho-Jeanie, Heidi-heidi-ho, Hi-Jeanie #" "# Ho-Jeanie # -# Many were the blithe birds who... #" "No good." "I can still hear him." "Try it alone." "Sing it tacit, but very soft." "Don't make a big thing out of it, just nice and restrained." "(blows note)" "# Many were the wild notes her merry voice... #" "Hey, Brubaker, cut that out." "A man is singing." "No, no, keep it up." "It's good." "It's loud." "#...that warbled... #" "Do it loud." "Come on, Sarge, will ya?" "(men clamoring, utensil clanking, off-key screeching)" "All right, all right-- what, do you want to throw in the towel?" "We just started." "This is our first rehearsal." "Who do we have to beat in this contest, Fred Waring?" "We gotta beat Sowici and his kitchen platoon." "Pendleton and those creeps from the quartermasters." "Come on, fellas, we can do it." "Believe in it." "Watch me." "Watch my hands." "Every finger is telling you a story-- watch it." "(blows note)" "Now this is the finish." "Nice and sweet with expression." "Acapulco." "Here." "# I dream of Jeanie... #" "Swell." "# With the light brown hair #" "# Floating like #" "# A zephyr... #" "Sweet." "# On the soft, summer #" "# Jeanie is the sweetheart of the Third Platoon #" "# Voom. #" "I'm gonna level with ya, fellas" "I wouldn't buy any suntan oil, if I was you, for awhile." "All right, take five." "Get dressed." "Rocco?" "Yo!" "Give it to me straight." "Maybe I was too close to them." "How did they sound?" "For true?" "For true." "It's the worst singing I ever heard in my life." "Agreed." "How can 12 miserable voices get into one platoon at the same time, I can't understand." "If I only had one soloist I can build around." "That Doberman, he's a real shrek." "Sergeant Bilko, the colonel wants to see you right away." "Colonel wants to see me?" "Colonel wants to see me, huh?" "Wonder what happened." "You think he found out about that jeep engine I put in my car?" "No, no, I covered that." "Betting?" "Betting on a singing contest, sir?" "Surprised, aren't you?" "Now try and tell me you're not behind the whole thing." "Sir, I don't know anything..." "He denies it, Anderson." "Now, Colonel Hall, we just checked on the gambling." "Bilko had nothing to do with it." "What?" "What?" "!" "Gambling on the post and Bilko had nothing to do with it?" "It's a corporal in Company "A"" "who's been making book on the contest." "Oh..." "Bilko, I..." "I owe you an apology." "I-I accuse you out of force of habit." "Yes, sir." "I-I..." "I should've checked to see if you were guilty or not, but up till now, I never had to." "Gee whiz, sir, I'm no angel, I know, but I mean, after all, betting on a fine cultural thing like a singing contest..." "Sir, what man would stoop so low as to do a thing like that?" "ANDERSON:" "A Corporal Zinzer." "Zinzer." "Zinzer." "His name is Zinzer." "Corporal Zinzer." "He's in Company "A."" "Here, take this and bet it." "Ernie, I don't like it." "Not only are you betting against your own platoon, but you're using their welfare fund to do it." "There's no bet involved." "This is a gambler's dream." "Now, look, we know something nobody else knows, right?" "We know our platoon cannot win." "Not one chance in a million." "So we bet on the other three platoons." "The odds are four-to-one." "We make at least 25% of our money." "But Ernie, betting against our own boys..." "It's sordid, but profitable." "Well, we got 300 bucks here." "How much you want to bet, $100?" "Wait a minute." "Fellas, let me hear that song from Doberman's part again." "# Many are the ones... #" "All right, all right, swell." "Thanks." "Well?" "Bet the whole $300." "Here we go, all right, boys, rehearse, rehearse." "But, Sarge, the more we rehearse, the worse we sound." "Yeah." "Rehearse, rehearse." "Keep it going." "All right, let's take it from Doberman's solo." "ALL:" "# Hmm #" "# Many are the wild notes... #" "No, you hit the "many" not the "are."" "Let's take it..." "Are you trying to tell me how to sing?" "What, are you going temperamental on us?" "Excuse me..." "Brubaker, get lost." "We're busy." "All I wanted to say was that solo line goes like this" "(singing perfectly):" "# Many are the wild notes #" "# Her merry voice would pour #" "# Many are the blithe birds #" "# That warbled them o'er... #" "Boys, we just won ourself a trip to Florida." "(cheering)" "Go get yourself washed up, Brubaker, you're with us." "Boys, it's in the bag." "Florida-- it's a cinch." "Let's go, boys." "# I dream of Jeanie... #" "Don't stop, don't stop." "Listen, fellas, I just made a very big decision." "I want to see if I'm right." "Let me hear that again." "# I dream... #" "I'm right." "Fine, fine." "# I dream of Jeanie with the light... #" "Boy, I couldn't even look 'em in the eyes." "# With the light brown hair #" "Don't look, just listen." "Every note they sing makes our bet a cinch." "# Borne like a zephyr... #" "I think I ought to bet a little more." "More?" "We bet the whole $300." "No, you get an opportunity like this once in a lifetime." "I think I'll sell the car." "Sell the car?" "!" "Yeah, where are you gonna get an opportunity like this again?" "Yeah, but Ernie, you..." "Shh, wait a minute." "Here comes Doberman's part." "Get a load of this." "Here's Doberman's big moment coming up." "BRUBAKER:" "# Many are the wild notes... #" "What?" "You got the radio on?" "What is that?" "What...?" "# Many are the... #" "What is this slacking'?" "!" "(angry shouting)" "Get outta here!" "Sarge, it's Brubaker." "I never saw this man before in my life." "He took a shower." "He's taking Doberman's place." "Oh, just like that, he's taking Doberman's place." "You don't care what you go through to win a contest, huh?" "You don't care if you break a man's heart here, do you?" "I don't mind." "No, no, you ain't gonna cover up that bleeding heart." "You're my soloist, pal." "Back in the furnace room." "(clamoring)" "Wait!" "Sarge, he's good." "Don't care how you get up to the ladder to the top, huh?" "You don't care who you step on, do you, Brubaker?" "Requisitions-- you going to requisition a new heart for a man whose heart you're breaking here?" "Sergeant Bilko, I'm glad to have him take over..." "Look Sarge, with Brubaker's voice we're in." "It's a cinch!" "Now, fellas, now just a minute." "I like to win contests as much as you guys do, but not in this sneaky, underhanded way." "What are you talking about?" "You know what I'm talking about." "He's ineligible." "Ineligible?" "Yes, you saw the pamphlets." "There it is-- "Form a glee club in your own barracks."" "So?" "He's not in our barracks." "He's in the furnace room." "Well, the furnace is connected with the barracks, ain't it?" "The furnace is connected to the barracks." "Does it say that?" "Does it say form a glee club with the furnace connected to the barracks?" "It says "Form a glee club from your own barracks."" "But there's only a little wall there." "A little wall will crush this man's spirits." "Just a minute..." "That's what I'm concerned of." "Just a minute, Sarge." "Just a minute, Sarge." "You listen to them both, and you decide which is better." "Yeah, that's good." "All right, fair enough." "You know I'm with you, I want to win." "Let's hear you, go on." "# Many are the wild notes #" "# Her merry voice would pour... #" "(men cheering)" "Beautiful." "I must put in with you." "It's a very nice, sweet, ordinary voice." "Voices like this-- dime a dozen." "There's nothing-- nothing to..." "Let's hear you, Doberman." "(raspy, off-key):" "# Many are the wild notes #" "(cracking, screeching):" "# Her merry voice would pour. #" "What's the matter, Sarge?" "I'll be all right." "He's crying." "How can you keep a dry eye and listen to that voice?" "That's no ordinary voice." "That's the voice of the soil." "That's voice of the masses crying out into the wilderness." "This is a voice with earth in it." "Sarge, do you really think" "Doberman has a better voice than Brubaker?" "Yes." "You're a nut." "You're crazy." "All right, now wait a minute." "If I make a decis" "Wait a minute." "Sarge, maybe you don't want us to win." "Shoot me." "Shoot me, but don't ever say a thing like that again about me and my boys." "But Sarge..." "Go on, pull that trigger." "Right in the heart." "I'd rather be dead than to be accused of being a traitor to my men." "Let it go." "(all shouting)" "I didn't mean it." "Look at us." "Look at the way we're squabbling." "We used to be a tightly-knit unit." "We were all together." "Now we're fighting." "No, all bets-- all contests are off." "No more singing." "Wait." "We worked like dogs for this." "I don't care, it's off." "But Sarge, Florida?" "I don't care." "With that welfare fund money in our pockets, Sarge?" "Welfare fund?" "Well, if you don't want to be in on it, Sarge..." "Oh, no, wait." "Let's not jump to conclusions." "Please." "Majority rules-- okay with me." "You want him, he's in." "Now look, Brubaker, it's riding on your shoulders." "You got to put this thing across." "We got a special arrangement, and it's all geared up for you to hit that high D and put the whole" "High D?" "Yeah." "I can only go to B." "If I go higher than that, my voice cracks up." "It d" " It does?" "Stand by, there may be an emergency here." "But look, if you can hit a B, you can hit a D." "It's just a matter of just projecting a little." "# Many are the high notes... #" "Let me hear that." "# Many are the wild notes... #" "Ah, I see the trouble." "It's this little vein-- it's just got to be loosened, see?" "Hey, Sarge, what are you doing?" "What are you doing?" "!" "What am I doing?" "I'm trying to help him, fellas." "We got to win, don't we?" "# Many are the high... # Get it loose." "# Many are the... # -# Many are... #" "See, if you keep it loose..." "What was this private's name again, Bilko?" "Brubaker, sir." "Claude Brubaker." "Isn't that the same man we almost transferred to the Aleutians, until we found out yesterday that somebody had forged his name?" "Yes, sir, but I'm checking on that, so we're going to find out who did that, sir." "I'm checking on that." "You seem pretty high on him, Bilko." "Uh, recommending his immediate departure for Officers Training School." "Yes, sir." "I feel that every minute we keep him here, we're depriving the Army of a real officer, full of all the qualities that's needed." "A real clean-cut fellow." "(knocking on door)" "Come in." "Found him in the flues." "Couldn't you clean him up?" "Is that Private Brubaker?" "I think so, sir." "Brubaker, uh, do you realize what you were signing when Bilko got you to sign this application?" "Not exactly, sir." "You see, I don't read too good." "He can't read!" "Well, sir, after you transfer him, he can exercise his eyes;" "it's just rolling..." "HALL:" "Quiet!" "This then, Bilko, is your idea of officer material?" "As an officer, I consider that an insult." "Bilko...!" "Colonel Hall, they're waiting for you in the auditorium, sir." "Oh, yes, the singing contest." "It goes on in an hour." "Excuse me, Bilko." "Uh, here, uh, something you requisitioned for your platoon is waiting to be picked up at the railroad station." "Thank you, sir." "Ernie, Ernie, it's a miracle." "Look, the grate for the furnace, it arrived." "So what?" "Sarge, if you give me the keys to your car," "I'll run down to the station and pick it up." "Yeah... yeah, you do that." "Here, here." "Now be careful." "Don't drive recklessly." "You know, you got plenty of time." "All right?" "Well, sir, our troubles are over." "He'll be back in ten minutes." "You want to bet?" "(humming "I Dream of Jeanie")" "He's singing." "In one hour, the contest is over." "We win the contest, the platoon wants their money and we're cooked." "You'll need that car to get out of the state." "Have I ever let you down?" "Hello." "Roseville Police Station?" "I want to report a stolen car." "Ernie, you're a genius." "CHORUS: # ...of Jeanie with the light brown hair... #" "Listen to those creeps." "They're terrible." "We'll knock 'em right out of the box." "We got nothing to..." "What's all these gloomy pusses around here?" "What?" "What's the use?" "With Brubaker gone, we're dead." "What could have happened to him?" "He just disappeared." "Without him, we're nothing." "Is this my platoon talking?" "Are you ready to throw in the towel again?" "What's the matter with you guys?" "We still got Doberman." "Come on, pal, let's hear that voice." "Give 'em a little confidence." "(singing off-key):" "# Many are the wild notes #" "# Her merry voice would... #" "No, save it, save it, save it." "Aw, let's stop kidding." "We're cooked." "And I had it all arranged for my wife to meet me in Miami." "Boy, and she was sure looking forward to it." "Your wife?" "My folks were coming down from Jacksonville to meet me when we got to Florida." "Your folks?" "Well, you guys didn't tell me." "Gee, I'm sorry." "Don't blame yourself, Sarge." "It's not your fault Brubaker disappeared." "(emphatically):" "Yeah, it's not your fault" "Brubaker disappeared!" "What, what, what, what do you want, what?" "MAN:" "All right, you're next." "Let's get it over with." "Hol-Hold it, wait a minute." "Lieutenant, sir, do you mind putting on some other platoon?" "We want to go on last." "Do you mind?" "Very well." "Thank you, sir." "We aren't quite ready." "What do you mean?" "What's the matter?" " Wait a minute." "Is the jeep outside?" "Right outside." "All right, look, stall 'em till I get back." "Keep stalling." "Ernie, Ernie, listen, we got to be onstage in a few minutes." "But Colonel, couldn't we wait just a few more minutes?" "Sergeant Bilko will be right back." "I'm sorry, Corporal, we've waited just as long as we can." "Yes, sir." "We must go on." "And now, the last contestants:" "Company "B," Third Platoon." "(pitch pipe playing note)" "# I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair #" "# Borne like a zephyr #" "# On the summer air #" "# I... (yelps) # # ...see her tripping where the bright streams play #" "# Happy as the daisies that dance on... #" ""Thanks to Brubaker, we are now in the semifinals." ""What a time we're having." ""Our $400 is almost gone, but it was sure worth it." ""Sorry that special detail came up" ""and kept you from coming along." ""Wish you were here," "Your Singing Platoon."" "Them lucky dogs." "Hey, Sarge, we finished that detail." "We could get a pass to go." "That's right, Sarge-- we hop in your car, we're in Miami in a couple of days, huh?" "Car?" "What car?" "Your car." "The..." "Sarge, you didn't." "No, I didn't, huh?" "How do you think they got the $400?" "What, have I got private oil wells?" "Oh, Sarge, you sold the car?" "Well, that'll be a lesson." "You want to be a big operator, you gotta pay off." "(tapping table) From now on, everything is GI around here." "No daydreaming." "Come on." "Look at this work piling up." "Get those daily roster movements gone." "Get..." "Hey, hey, Sarge, look at this." "What?" ""Special Services." ""Armed Forces boxing tournament finals at Fort Zimmer, Las Vegas."" "You starting with the daydreams again?" "You starting with the contests?" "That" "Las Vegas?" ""Armed Forces boxing tournament finals at Fort Zimmer, Las Vegas."" "That hot desert sun." "Gambling." "Maybe I can get a chance to work out that roulette system I've been planning." "Yeah, but the platoon is gone." "We got, we got nobody left to fight." "Um, Henshaw." "Yo." "File this in the outer office." "Come here, come here, wait a minute." "Let me see that." "Do that again." "What did I do?" "Do it, do it." "Did you ever see a right hook like that in your life?" "Never." "It's a... it's a bomb!" "That's..." "Do that again." "Oh, come on, tell me now, I'll keep it secret-- what was your fighting name?" "Oh, I never..." "Come on, "Battling" what?" "Come on, you can tell me." "I'll tell nobody." "I never did any fighting, Sarge." "You never did any fighting." "It's all..." "Look at those eyes." "They're mean." "He's a killer." "He's a murderer when aroused." "You can see it." "Throw that hook, kid." "Oh, I would hate to be on the re" "You're not a bleeder, are you?" "No." "ANNOUNCER:" "Brubaker was played by Bob Dixon," "Doberman by Maurice Gosfield." "Henshaw was played by Allan Melvin."