Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

— Here, sir. — give me the——

I don‘t know.

For somebody who‘s both 20 and 18, you look awfully i 6 to me.

How long before| can get back to my outﬁt, sir?

— It was fourth grade. — Fifth grade. Remember?

Don‘t reach for your appendix, kid, it‘s gone.

Please, |don‘t wanna go home.

Wanna hear a funny one?

—What was that? — Him. He hates itwhen we drink.

Oh, it goes out every few years.

Pierce, is there anything I can do to help?

I guess ifthey‘re tall enough to reach the trigger, they‘re old enough to enlist.

But according to your accident report, you tripped in the mud...

He‘ll be in divorce court ifyou don‘t erase the tracks from your tent.

Margaret, you don‘t know what it does to me being nearyou all day in surgery,

Blood‘s for me. I‘m anemic. Henry, I need your help.

[Laughing] You——

My folks won‘t be home for hours.

Well, the recruiting sergeant peeked under my dress, and here I am.

Really, I‘m 18.

— Frank. — Well, yes, Colonel,

— That‘s a great way to run a war. — Right.

Frank is in traction, and Trapper is watching a movie in the mess tent.

at least until your stitches heal?