Carmen Jones Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Carmen Jones Script


  

  

 

                   

[Overture to Bizet's Carmen]



 

                   

[Male Chorus]

Send along another load



 

                   

And win that war,

win that war



 

                   

One more to go

and then one more



 

                   

One more to go

and then one more



 

                   

-  One more

-  One more to go



 

                   

Send them along

and win that war



 

                   

Send them along



 

                   

Send them along



  

                   

Send them along



  

                   

Send them along



  

                   

- Hey, you.

- Me?



  

                   

- Your I.D.

- My which?



  

                   

Oh, I ain't here

to work.



  

                   

- No? What for, then?

- I'm lookin' for a corporal na--



  

                   

You can't see a genera/

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.



  

                   

[Bugle Call]



  

                   

Lift them up

and put 'em down



  

                   

Lift them up

and put 'em down



  

                   

Mark time

and lift your tootsies



  

                   

  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   



  

                   

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.



  

                   

Oh,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 seeJoe 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 theJoe

she's looking for?



  

                   

Nobody else.



  

                   

- Why didn't you say you're his gal?

- All the way.



  

                   

- [Factory Whistle Blows]

- 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



   

                   

[Female chorus]

Love's a baby that grows up wild



   

                   

Dat's love



   

                   

And he don't do

what you want him to



   

                   

Dat's love



   

                   

Love ain't nobody's

angel child



   

                   

Dat's love



   

                   

And he won't pay

any mind to you



   

                   

Dat'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



   

                   

Den 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



   

                   

Dat's de 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



   

                   

Den 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



   

                   

Dat's de end



   

                   

Of you



   

                   

Gimme a chicken

sandwich.



   

                   

When your lovebird

decides to fly



   

                   

Dere ain't no door

dat you can close



   

                   

She just pecks ya

a quick good-bye



   

                   

And flicks the salt

from her tail and goes



   

                   

If you listen,

den you'll get taught



   

                   

And here's your lesson

for today



   

                   

If I chase ya,

den you'll get caught



   

                   

And once I got you,

I go my way



   

                   

When your lovebird

decides to fly



   

                   

Dat's love



   

                   

Dere ain't no door

that you can close



   

                   

Dat's love



   

                   

She just pecks you

a quick good-bye



   

                   

Dat's love



   

                   

And flicks the salt

from her tail and goes



   

                   

Dat'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



   

                   

Den 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



   

                   

Dat's de 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.



   

                   

[Factory Whistle Blows]



   

                   

I'd like to toss a party for you

tonight at Billy Pastor's.



   

                   

Give you a real send-off.



   

                   

Pick me up at  :OO.

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



   

                   

-  Ahhh

-  I talk just like your ma



   

                   

-  Ahhh

-  I even walk just like your ma



   

                   

-  Ahhh

-  And I can see why you like me



   

                   

-  Ahhh

-  '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



   

                   

The way my pa and ma



   

                   

Did



   

                   

Is you

my Cindy Lou?



   

                   

I is

your Cindy Lou



   

                   

And I belong

to you



   

                   

And I belong

to you



   

                   

-  You is myJoe

-  I is yourJoe



   

                   

-  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 ""OK""

in triplicate.



   

                   

And what if I found

the chaplain and said,



   

                   

""Sir, orders for

a rush weddin'""?



   

                   

There's no use waiting

till the war's over to get married.



   

                   

I got

a    -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.



   

                   

[M.P. Whistle

Blows Sharply]



   

                   

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!.



   

                   

[MP Whistle

Blows Sharply]



   

                   

Ha ha ha!



   

                   

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    -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 Jones

is goin' to jail



   

                   

Carmen's gotta

stay in jail



   

                   

Sit all day

upon her tail



   

                   

Carmen Jones

is goin' to jail



   

                   

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 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 trustJoe.



   

                   

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.



   

                   

OK, 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.



   

                   

Dere'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 oughta have

a sweetie-pie



   

                   

De 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?



   

                   

  O:OO sharp

on the corner



   

                   

See that you're

right in there pitchin'



   

                   

'Cause I ain't

de kind of a mare



   

                   

Dat'll stand

without hitchin'



   

                   

Now you got your little filly

at the startin' gate



   

                   

Got a little filly

who is rarin' to go



   

                   

[Train Whistle Blowing]



   

                   

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.



   

                   

[Train Whistle Blowing]



   

                   

Aah!



   

                   

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.



   

                   

Ha ha ha ha ha!



   

                   

Ain't no use.



   

                   

You'll only

get messed up.



   

                   

Careful, honey,

you'll bust your gaskets.



   

                   

OK, 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.



   

                   

OK, 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   O:OO.



   

                   

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.



   

                   

[Dogs Barking]



   

                   

Hello, Grandma.

[Kiss]



   

                   

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 lotta

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.



   

                   

[Rooster Crows]



   

                   

Guess that's what I like

about you, though,Joey.



   

                   

You ain't like the others.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

You ain't like 'em

at all.



   

                   

[Rooster Crows]



   

                   

[Rooster Crows]



   

                   

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 OK.



   

                   

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.



   

                   

[Rooster Crows]



   

                   

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!



   

                   

[Carmen]

Sorry, honey.



   

                   

Like / to/d you,



   

                   

/ cou/dn't stand

bein'cooped up in jai/.



   

                   

/ gotta be free

to come and go,



   

                   

or /'d just die.



   

                   

Don't hate me,Joey,



   

                   

'cause / /ove you



   

                   

/ike / /oved no man

before.



   

                   

Prisoners...halt!



   

                   

Left face!



   

                   

OK, 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



   

                   

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 ofJoe.



   

                   

[Drum Solo Starts]



   

                   

- Go, Mack!

- Go, Mack!



   

                   

- Go, Mack!

- Go, Mack!



   

                   

- Go, Mack!

- Go, Mack!



   

                   

- Go, Mack!

- Go, Mack!



   

                   

- 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



   

                   

Hmm, 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



   

                   

Beat out that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

Beat out that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

And I don't

need no tune at all



   

                   

Beat me that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

Beat me that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

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

 O million tom-toms



   

                   

I know there's

 O 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



   

                   

Beat out that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

Beat out that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

There's one big heart

in all the world



   

                   

Beat out that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

Beat out that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

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



   

                   

Beat out old trouble

on a drum



   

                   

And kick his carcass

out the door



   

                   

Beat me that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

Beat me that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

Beat me that rhythm

on a drum



   

                   

And kick old trouble

out the door



   

                   

Kick him out the door,

kick him 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



   

                   

    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 kinda

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



   

                   

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

  O hours shut-eye.



   

                   

OK, 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.



 

                   

Psst.



 

                   

Uh, 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?



  

                   

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 a thousand

miles away



  

                   

-  Away

-  Come on



  

                   

-  Away

-  Come on



  

                   

That streamline engine

won't delay



  

                   

-  Away

-  Come on



  

                   

-  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

a thousand miles away



  

                   

It only takes

a half a day



   

                   

To be a thousand miles

away, away



   

                   

Come on away



   

                   

Chicago



   

                   

-  Away

-  Chicago



   

                   

-  Come on

-  Away



   

                   

-  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, lemme

say my say



   

                   

If you're bustin'

to go, den go



   

                   

But just count me

out of de 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



   

                   

Whatcha got that

you like so much



   

                   

Better

than this?



   

                   

-  Whatcha got?

-  Whatcha got?



   

                   

-  Whatcha got?

-  Whatcha got?



   

                   

If I told you,

you'd only laugh



   

                   

Oh, no



   

                   

Not me



   

                   

Go on



   

                   

Give out



   

                   

Ya gotta promise

not to laugh



   

                   

-  OK

-  OK



   

                   

-  OK

-  OK



   

                   

Dere's a man

I'm crazy for



   

                   

- Ha ha ha ha!

- Ha ha ha ha!



   

                   

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 dat 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 myJoe



   

                   

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?



   

                   

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?



   

                   

Dat is the place

dat I'd sure like to see



   

                   

Whizzin' away

along the track



   

                   

Clickety clack,

clickety clack



   

                   

Leavin' the wind away

in back



   

                   

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 a thousand

miles away, away



   

                   

It only takes

a half a day



   

                   

To be a thousand

miles away, away



   

                   

Come on along



   

                   

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'?



   

                   

Mm-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 forJoe.



   

                   

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!



   

                   

[Horn Honks]



   

                   

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  OO 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.



   

                   

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.

Ha ha.



   

                   

Look at that

officer material.



   

                   

You got about as much

chance of bein' a flyer



   

                   

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.



   

                   

[Train Whistle Blows]



   

                   

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.



   

                   

Oh, man, that tickles.



   

                   

You some harmonica player.



   

                   

Uhh!



   

                   

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--



   

                   

[Train Passing]



   

                   

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 good-bye...



   

                   

when you is

in Leavenworth.



   

                   

Easy, honey.



   

                   

Easy.



   

                   

[Drops Coins]



   

                   

You're   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

theJones 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 U.S. 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...



   

                   

OK, 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.



   

                   

OK.



   

                   

[Knock On Door]



   

                   

[Knock On Door]



   

                   

What took you so long?



   

                   

I had to wait for it.



   

                   

All that time?



   

                   

[Train Passing]



   

                   

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--



   

                   

[Train Passing]



   

                   

[Train Passing]



   

                   

That racket.



   

                   

It's enough to drive rivets

into your head.



   

                   

[Humming]



   

                   

You goin' out again?



   

                   

Feel like

takin' a walk.



   

                   

You already had one

today.



   

                   

[Humming]



   

                   

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?



   

                   

[Humming]



   

                   

I'm bustin' out

for a while.



   

                   

Da dum dum dum...



   

                   

Who with?



   

                   

[Humming]



   

                   

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?



   

                   

[Humming]



   

                   

She's with

that Husky Miller crowd.



   

                   

Got here when we did.



   

                   

My seams on straight?



   

                   

Who's she throwin'

your way?



   

                   

[Whistling]



   

                   

You ain't goin' nowhere.



   

                   

You're stayin' here

where you belong...



   

                   

with me.



   

                   

[Whistling]



   

                   

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.



   

                   

[Whistling]



   

                   

Get back soon,



   

                   

and remember,

I'm waitin'.



   

                   

You just keep a light

burnin' in the window, boy.



   

                   

[Train Passing]



   

                   

[Whistling]



   

                   

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.



   

                   

Make it good.



   

                   

Am I goin' to get

that certain party?



   

                   

One thing's sure.

The cards don't lie.



   

                   

Cut them.



   

                   

Cut them.



   

                   

 .



   

                   

 .



   

                   

That's quite a card



   

                   

That's quite a card



   

                   

Do you mean

good or bad?



   

                   

Is that good

or bad?



   

                   

Quiet, please



   

                   

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



   

                   

Oh, you're gonna get

a good man, Carmen.



   

                   

[Laughing]



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Here's your

little secret.



   

                   

The   of spades.



   

                   

De  



   

                   

Dere he is



   

                   

De old boy



   

                   

Plain as can be



   

                   

Death got his hand



   

                   

On me



   

                   

It ain't no use



   

                   

To run away

from dat old boy



   

                   

If he is chasin' you



   

                   

It's best

to stand right up



   

                   

And look him

in de face



   

                   

When he is facin' you



   

                   

You gotta be

prepared to go



   

                   

With dat old boy



   

                   

No matter what the time



   

                   

So I won't fill my pretty eyes

with salty tears



   

                   

'Cause I ain't

got de 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 de day I die



   

                   

De  



   

                   

Hello



   

                   

Old boy



   

                   

Hello



   

                   

[Cindy Lou]

MyJoe



   

                   

He was a/ways myJoe



   

                   

There was no one but me



   

                   

Joe said

there never cou/d be



   

                   

we was in /ove



   

                   

And / reckon

we showed it



   

                   

From the way

peop/e ta/ked



   

                   

Reckon everyone

knowed it



   

                   

Kids on the street

where we'd go



   

                   

Used to ye// at us



   

                   

""Cindy Lou be/ongs

toJoe""



   

                   

Lord, O Lord,

you know that was true



   

                   

AndJoey be/onged

to Cindy Lou



   

                   

We just want to check

on his pass.



   

                   

We hear he's been

shackin' up here for a week.



   

                   

[Landlady]

I run a respectable place.



   

                   

Take a look

at this picture.



   

                   

Does he live here?



   

                   

One flight up.



   

                   

Room    .



   

                   

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.



   

                   

[Whistling]



   

                   

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!



   

                   

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 myJoe



   

                   

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 toJoe""



   

                   

Lord, O Lord



   

                   

Look down

and try to see



   

                   

How you can makeJoe

come home



   

                   

To me



   

                   

O Lord, look down



   

                   

Lead myJoe



   

                   

Off the road



   

                   

Where he's strayin'



   

                   

Oh, tell my man



   

                   

Where to go



   

                   

O Lord, I's callin'



   

                   

On



   

                   

You



   

                   

[Cheering And Whistling]



   

                   

Poncho!



   

                   

Poncho!



   

                   

Poncho!



   

                   

Poncho!



   

                   

Ladies and gent/emen,



   

                   

this is

the feature presentation.



   

                   

    rounds of boxing.



   

                   

/ntroducing,



   

                   

from the great city

of Chicago,



   

                   

Husky Mi//er!



   

                   

[Crowd Cheering]



   

                   

And his opponent

from Brazi/,



   

                   

the South American

heavyweight champion--



   

                   

the sensationa/



   

                   

Kid Poncho!



   

                   

[Crowd Booing]



   

                   

[Bell Rings]



   

                   

Give him another one,

Husky!



   

                   

Punch him!



   

                   

Punch him!



   

                   

Punch him in the nose!



   

                   

[Bell Rings]



   

                   

Well, what do

you think?



   

                   

This is just

the beginning.



   

                   

A piece of gum,

please.



   

                   

[Whistle Blows]



   

                   

[Bell Rings]



   

                   

Give him a good one!

Hit him!



   

                   

[Referee]

 ...



   

                   

 ...



   

                   

 ...



   

                   

 ...



   

                   

 ...



   

                   

  O!



   

                   

[Crowd Cheering]



   

                   

[Bell Rings]



   

                   

The time--



   

                   

  minutes,  O seconds

of the second round.



   

                   

The winner

by a knockout,



   

                   

Husky Miller!



   

                   

[Cheering

And Applause]



   

                   

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



   

                   

De 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 butJoe



   

                   

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 dat you do



   

                   

No



   

                   

Dat wouldn't

be true



   

                   

Ain't gonna lie



   

                   

Ain't gonna lie



   

                   

I look at life



   

                   

Straight in de 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.



   

                   

OK, kill me now,

or let me go.



   

                   

For the last time.



   

                   

For the last time.



   

                   

Here's dat   O-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











  

 
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