Send along another load
And win that war Win that war
One more to go And then one more
- One more - One more to go
Send them along And win that war
Send them along
- Hey, you. - Me?
- Your I.D. - My which?
Oh, I ain't here to work.
- No? What for, then? - I'm looking for a corporal named...
You can't see a general without proper identification.
You've got to have a pass.
- Where do I get one? - From the security officer.
- Where's he? - Securing himself in Washington.
Your corporal's liable to be a brigadier time he gets back here.
Lift them up And put 'em down
Mark time And lift your tootsies
Six inches off the ground
Lift them up And put 'em down
Marching all around the town
Company, squad right
That means turn around
Wish that I was 21
Old enough to tote a gun
I'd go and be a soldier
They're the ones that have the fun
Wish I was a bugler man
Playin' in the army band
I'd blow until I must be playin' in the army
Glad you could find time to join us.
Hope we didn't inconvenience you, Corporal.
Joe! Joe!
Wipe that smile off your face.
Fall in!
Old guard, present arms!
Old guard, order arms!
Old guard, fall out!
Cindy Lou!
Surprised to see me?
You can say that again.
Joe. I know I ain't smart like you,
but if the way I feel makes up for it, then I is way ahead.
- How you been, honey? - Missin' you. My ma said...
- She all right? - Uh-huh.
When I got your letter, she say, "Cindy Lou, you go see Joe off."
Would've come anyway.
Hey. Hey! Goin' to flyin' school's nothing to cry about.
Either got to cry or bust.
I'm so proud of you.
- Come on this side and tell me that. - Can't.
- Why not? - Got no pass.
Just you watch.
Don't get into trouble on account of me.
I never saw trouble look better.
Hey, Corporal, pass that civilian.
- You're the Joe she's looking for? - Nobody else.
- Why didn't you say you're his gal? - All the way.
Then you're responsible all the way.
Hey, Dave, put away my gear for me, will ya?
Thanks.
Congratulations, Corporal.
That Air Corps sure was smart in pickin' you
for officers' flying school.
- Hi, Carmen. - Hi.
Get a load of this hip-swingin' floozie
rollin' around to work in time for lunch.
Prune-puss, you make sounds I don't like.
I'm tellin' the foreman you is late again.
Do that, and I'll scratch out the one good eye you got.
Carmen, go to Pastor's with me tonight. I can dance those other guys off the floor.
T-Bone, you're too little and too late.
I don't waste no time. Dig me, baby?
You're wasting time right now, Sergeant.
Wind's blowin' me in another direction. Ain't no use arguin' with the wind.
Go with me instead of playin' the field.
Pick out one. That'll release the rest of them.
I won't pick out a man
And he won't pick out me
It don't go that way
You can't ever know
Where your crazy heart
Wants to go
Love's a baby that grows up wild
And he don't do what you want him to
Love ain't nobody's angel child
And he won't pay any mind to you
One man gives me his diamond stud
And I won't give him a cigarette
One man treats me like I was mud
And all I got that man can get
Love's a baby that grows up wild
That's love
And he don't do what you want him to
That's love
Love ain't nobody's angel child
That's love
And he won't pay any mind to you
That's love
You go for me And I'm taboo
But if you're hard to get I go for you
And if I do Then you are through, boy
My baby, that's the end of you
The end of you
So take your cue, boy
Don't say I didn't tell you true
She told you true
I told you truly
If I love you
That's the end of you
You go for me And I'm taboo
But if you're hard to get I go for you
And if I do Then you are through, boy
My baby, that's the end of you
The end of you
So take your cue, boy
Don't say I didn't tell you true
She told you true
I told you truly
If I love you
That's the end of you
Of you
Give me a chicken sandwich.
When your lovebird decides to fly
There ain't no door that you can close
She just pecks ya a quick goodbye
And flicks the salt from her tail and goes
If you listen, then you'll get taught
And here's your lesson for today
If I chase ya Then you'll get caught
And once I got you, I go my way
- When your lovebird decides to fly - That's love
- There ain't no door that you can close - That's love
- She just pecks you a quick goodbye - That's love
- And flicks the salt from her tail and goes - That's love
You go for me And I'm taboo
But if you're hard to get I go for you
And if I do Then you are through, boy
My baby, that's the end of you
The end of you
So take your cue, boy
Don't say I didn't tell you true
She told you true
I told you truly
If I love you
That's the end of you
I hear you're gonna be a flyboy. Congratulations.
Thanks.
I hope if you gotta use a parachute, it's one I made.
I'd like to toss a party for you tonight at Billy Pastor's.
Give you a real send-off.
Pick me up at 8:00. We'll have ourselves a ball.
Sorry. I got a date.
Honeybee, if you change your mind, you know where to buzz me.
That girl's mighty pretty.
Oh, I don't know.
She's what the fellas back home call a hot bundle, I guess.
Yeah.
Looks like she's on fire just for you.
I never lit it, honey.
How do I know?
'Cause I got a girl.
But I live in another town.
I know what the fellas say.
If you got a gal in another town, you ain't got no gal at all.
But you're not just any girl, Cindy Lou.
There's nobody in the whole world like you.
Nobody, except...
Except who?
My ma.
You talk just like my ma
You even walk just like my ma
And I know why I'm stuck on you
It's 'cause I'm just like my pa
I talk just like your ma
I even walk just like your ma
And I can see why you like me
'Cause you is like your pa
You's awful like your Pa
Let me tell you what the Lord did
He made me live next door So we could fall in love
The way my pa and ma
Did
Is you my Cindy Lou?
I is your Cindy Lou
And I belong to you
- You is my Joe - I is your Joe
- I'm Cindy Lou - My Cindy Lou
And I belong
To
You
Cindy, suppose I was to ask my C.O...
Ask him what, Joe?
To write okay in triplicate.
And what if I found the chaplain and said, "Sir, orders for a rush wedding"?
There's no use waiting till the war's over to get married.
I got a 24-hour pass.
We can have our honeymoon tonight.
But what'll our folks say, us not getting married in church?
What do you say?
You wait right here while I go find the C.O.
You blabbermouth witch!
I told you if you told the foreman on me, I'd...
Go back to that bad street you come off of!
Break it up! What's this?
A full net of catfish!
Bail her out of that chute.
Who's responsible for this?
Me!
Corporal! Take custody of that prisoner.
Prisoner?
Interferin' with the war effort. Destroyin' government property.
You heard me. Remove the prisoner off that table!
You go for me And I'm taboo
But if you're hard to get I go for you
- Here. Give this to the judge in Masonville. - Masonville?
The army can't put civilians in jail.
Gotta leave that pleasure to the other civilians.
But I got a 24-hour pass.
You had yourself a pass.
This is an emergency. Sabotage maybe.
But, Sarge...
You don't take off for flyin' school till tomorrow mornin',
which leaves you all night to take care of the prisoner.
Here's the formal charges.
Judge sure to get it now.
Corporal, do your duty. Take me to town.
Request a five-minute pass, respectfully.
What for?
Private reasons.
Request not granted, respectfully.
In case you forgot the manual,
you're responsible for this military prisoner
until you dump her into the lap of civilian authorities.
Now get going.
Carmen Jones is goin' to jail
Carmen's gotta stay in jail Sit all day upon her tail
Carmen Jones is goin' to jail
Carmen's gotta stay in jail Sit all day upon her tail
Carmen Jones is goin' to jail
Carmen's gotta stay in jail Sit all day upon her tail
Carmen Jones is goin' to jail
Is goin' to jail Is goin' to jail
Hooray!
Somethin' wrong, little gal?
He volunteered to take Miss Jones to jail.
A long way to town.
What you figure he got in mind?
Just shows you can't trust no corporals.
Well, I trust Joe.
What's your rush?
The sooner we get there, the quicker we gotta bust apart.
Cut that out.
Get over where you belong.
That's just what I'm doing.
Okay, honey. Accelerate me all you want.
The harder I get bumped, the more of me bounces.
Sugar, you ain't gonna take me to the cooler, are ya?
Can't do you much good once I'm in jail.
What you say we drive to a place I know on the edge of town?
I'll show you more fun than you ever had.
You're goin' to jail.
There's a cafe on the corner
Run by my friend Billy Pastor
A spot where a man takes a lady When he wants to move faster
Guess I'll go and say hello to Pastor
How can a lady drink alone? How can a lady dance alone?
No lady can romance alone
I ought to have a sweetie-pie
The one I had, I give the air to
I threw his toothbrush out the door
Now that I'm free My heart is sighin'
I'm off the hook and lookin' for more
Dozens of fellas telephone me All askin' me to make a date
I'm holdin' out for somethin' special
But I don't know How long I'll wait
Where will I wind up? Who'll I be true to?
Ain't made my mind up Waitin' for you to
What you say, brother? What you say, boy?
Ain't it time that we got away?
10:00 sharp on the corner
See that you're right in there pitchin'
'Cause I ain't the kind of a mare That'll stand without hitchin'
Now you got your little filly at the startin' gate
Got a little filly who is rarin' to go
No, you don't.
I just want to stretch my legs.
Well, stretch 'em in here.
Boy, you's the roughest of rough.
Won't even give me a little break.
Sorry. You're a prisoner.
You mean to say you're really gonna take me to jail?
You won't be in for long.
A minute's too long for me. I can't stand bein' cooped up.
- An order's an order. - Not here it ain't.
Ah!
Uh-uh.
That's no way to get to Masonville.
I'd like to see the road that can stop this baby.
You will, sugar.
Ain't no use. You'll only get messed up.
Careful, honey, you'll bust your gaskets.
Okay, out.
Oop.
Boy, but you strong.
The way you pull me up like I was nothin'...
Bet you're a good dancer, ain't you, honey?
I bet we could have us a lot of fun.
Now, if you'd ask my advice,
you'd turn right around and go back as far as the railroad crossing,
then along the tracks
till you get to Sanitobia, which is my hometown,
where the train stops for Masonville.
You're tryin' to trick me, and I know it.
I wouldn't do that no more. Cross my heart.
Okay, we'll do it your way.
Now get goin' and don't try nothin' funny.
Believe me now?
When we get to Masonville.
Still don't trust me, huh? Guess I'll have to work on it.
Hi, Willa.
Well, look who's home. Carmen Jones.
Say, ain't that a five-star brigadier admiral you got?
Somethin' better. This boy's gonna be a pilot.
Really?
Let's see now.
Flyboy's gotta have somethin' special for supper.
- How about a nice roast chicken? - Yeah. I like that.
- Hi, Harry. - Hi, Carmen.
We got potatoes, beets, carrots, corn, and peaches right off the tree.
Oh, peaches!
We'll eat in Masonville. When's that train?
It ain't due till the moon's up.
And this town's the last stop for the moon.
Come on. I want to know when that train comes in.
Not till 10:00.
I got time to cook you a supper you won't ever forget.
- Thanks, Harry. - Thank you.
Oh, wait.
This is for you, flyboy, for free.
- Mighty kind of you, but... - We'll accept.
Hello, Grandma.
How you feelin', honey?
I brought a fella home for supper.
Hi.
Grandma, somethin' wrong?
Trouble comin' your way soon.
What trouble?
Found a buzzard feather under the doorstep.
- Buzzard feather? - Just 'fore you come.
She's tryin' to keep the bad spirits off with that pail of water in the moonlight.
Let the old buzzard flap his wings right over me.
Till he comes down and gets me, I got a lot of livin' to do.
Don't tell me you go for that junk.
Come on, start the party rollin'.
Have yourself a drink while I get supper ready.
Thanks, but I don't drink.
Boy, if the army was made up of nothin' but soldiers like you,
the war wouldn't do nobody no good.
Guess that's what I like about you, though, Joey.
You ain't like the others.
Yeah.
You ain't like 'em at all.
That little candy-faced gal I seen you with in the canteen,
is she your steady?
Uh-huh.
How steady?
We're gettin' married
soon as I get back to the base.
So that's why you're in such a hurry to dump me off in Masonville.
I'm right in the way of your honeymoon,
but not for long.
- Ain't no way to get the mud off. - It's okay.
Good thing you're gettin' married.
You need a gal to look after you in the worst way.
I'll do it.
Only mess yourself.
Don't want to get into trouble with them army cops in Masonville.
You'll never get to flyin' school.
Bet when the war's over,
you'll come home with a chest full of medals.
- And that gal, what's her name? - Cindy Lou.
Yeah. She'll hand 'em out to all your kids.
Better win a lot of medals. You and Cindy Lou'll need 'em.
One every year.
No bunch of kids for me. Not till I can take care of 'em real good.
Got that all figured out, too?
I know I'm not goin' back to the farm.
I'm goin' to school, learn all about planes.
What you gonna do when the war's over? Parachute factory's bound to close.
- Comin' back here? - Maybe. Maybe not.
I never figure from one day to the next.
I guess you don't have to. You're sure to get a husband in any town.
Married? Me? Never.
Your shoes need polish bad.
I do my own.
Not when I'm around.
Sure. You'll get married.
I'll bet you have all those kids you wished on me.
- Not a chance. - Why not?
Ain't in the cards.
Look, you can't let that spooky stuff trip you up.
The signs never lie, Joe.
Just don't pay 'em no mind, Carmen.
Gal like you,
there's nothin' you couldn't get if you aim for it.
How you figure that?
Just look at you. You got a lot more than other gals.
A lot more what?
Got your belt on twisted.
I'll fix it.
What's the matter? You still don't trust me, huh?
Or don't you trust yourself?
Carmen.
Carmen!
Sorry, honey.
Like I told you, I couldn't stand bein' cooped up in jail.
I gotta be free to come and go, or I'd just die.
Don't hate me, Joey, 'cause I love you like I loved no man before.
Prisoners, halt!
Left face!
Okay, sit down.
Joe, honey, I thought I'd never see you again.
I tried, and I asked...
They don't allow no visitors the first two weeks in the stockade.
I'm sorry, carryin' on like this. I made myself promise I wouldn't.
That's all right, Cindy.
How you been?
Waitin'. Just waitin' to see you.
Won't help none, you hangin' around. Go home to your ma.
You want me to?
I was just thinkin' of you, Cindy.
Home's where you is, Joe.
Are you all right, honey? How are they treatin' you?
Fine, fine.
- When you think you'll get out? - Can't tell.
They'll still send you to air school. You'll see.
Truth is, Cindy...
I know. Sergeant Brown told me. But it don't matter none.
I know you, Joe. I know you're all done with that gal.
Here, Joe. Package for you.
Must be from my mom.
I wrote her to bake something nice for you.
Time's up. Prisoners, fall in.
Left face.
Forward march.
Chow call. Come and get it.
This flower that you threw my way
Has been my friend by night and day
I saw it fade and lose its bloom
But still it kept a sweet perfume
In my cell, through every darkened hour
On my lonely eyes lay this flower
And so I'd sleep the whole night through
And dream of you
Then I'd wake up with no one near me
And talk for the jail walls to hear me
She ain't the best
They all the same
Like all the rest
She's just a dame
Then I told myself I was ravin'
There was just one thing I was cravin'
It wasn't food It wasn't dough
I guess you know
That it was you
You're all I'll ever crave
And that's for true
I don't know anything about you
I don't know much about a shinin' star
Just know the world is dark without you
That's all I know
I only want you as you are
Carmen
I love
You
Thanks for the lift, big oil man.
Goin' as far as New Orleans if you want to help the war effort, baby.
I got my battle station.
Anybody here ask for me?
The whole army, that's all.
- Hi, Carmen. - Hi.
You know who I mean.
No corporal by the name of Joe.
- Go, Mack! - Go, Mack!
I'll tell you why I wanna dance
It ain't the sweetness in the music
I like the sweetness in the music
But that ain't why I wanna dance
It's somethin' thumpin' in the bass
That thump-thump-thumpin' on the music
That bump-bump-bumpin' on the music
Is all I need to start me off
I don't need nothin' else
Maybe I do
To start me off
Beat out that rhythm on a drum
And I don't need no tune at all
Beat me that rhythm on a drum
And I don't need no tune at all
I feel it beatin' in my bones
It feel like 20 million tom-toms
I know there's 20 million tom-toms
Beatin' way down deep inside my bones
I feel it beatin' in my heart
And then I get a kind of dream
And in my dream, it kind of seems
There's one big heart in all the world
There ain't but one big heart
One heart
In all the world
Beat out that rhythm on a drum
There's one big heart in all the world
Beat out that rhythm on a drum
There's one big heart in all the world
And now that heart is beatin' fast
And that's a rhythm I can dance to I'm mighty glad I got a chance to
With that one big heart that's beatin' fast
Tomorrow mornin' let it rain Tomorrow mornin' let it pour
Tonight we in the groove together
Ain't gonna worry about stormy weather
Gonna kick old trouble out the door
Beat out that trouble on a drum
Beat out old trouble on a drum
And kick his carcass out the door
Beat me that rhythm on a drum
And kick old trouble out the door
Kick him out the door Kick him out the door
Charlie, give me a double double on the rocks.
- Hey, Jones gal. - Hi, Carmen.
How's tricks?
Slow, Frankie.
You still carrying a blowtorch for that boy in the stockade?
I reckon by now it ought to be so hot you can send it to the navy.
They could use it to weld battleships apart.
That's how it is.
Husky Miller!
Frankie, Husky Miller!
Thanks a lot
I'm sure glad to be
To be where I can see so many friends of mine
How've I been doin'? How've I been doin'?
If you really want to know the truth I'm doin' fine
Seventeen decisions in a row
And only five on points The rest was all K.O.
Jackson and Johnson Murphy and Bronson
One by one they come And one by one to dreamland they go
How's it done? You asked me how's it done
I got a trainer man Who taught me all I know
Sure feels good to have him in my corner
Hear his voice a-whispering low
"Big boy, remember
"You must remember
"Stand up and fight until you hear the bell
"Stand toe to toe Trade blow for blow
"Keep punchin' till you make your punches tell
"Show that crowd what you know
"Until you hear that bell, that final bell
"Stand up and fight like hell"
When you fight out in the open air In a patch of light
The ring looks small and white
Out in the blackness Out in the blackness
You can feel a hundred thousand eyes fill the night
Cigarettes are blinkin' in the dark
And makin' polka dots around the baseball park
People are quiet Then there's a riot
Someone throws a punch And plants it right smack on the mark
Someone's hurt You kind of think it's you
You hang across the ropes That's all you want to do
Then you look around and see your trainer's eyes
Beggin' you to see it through
They say, "Remember, big boy
"Remember
"Stand up and fight until you hear the bell
"Stand toe to toe Trade blow for blow
"Keep punchin' till you make your punches tell
"Show that crowd what you know
"Until you hear that bell, that final bell
"Stand up and fight like hell
"Stand up and fight
"And fight
"Like hell"
Three cheers for Husky Miller, the comin' champion of the world.
- Hooray! - Hooray!
Drinks for everybody in the house.
Inform the gentleman behind the bar.
Drinks on Husky Miller!
Hello, Heat-Wave. Introduce yourself.
You talk like you know me already.
I noticed you right off up on the balcony.
- Did you notice me? - Why, no.
You was actin' so bashful, I didn't hardly know you was there.
You talkin' to the champ. He looks at a chicken, and she's down...
Shut your teeth.
Excuse my dust, gentlemen.
The air's getting mighty unconditioned around here.
What are you getting paid for,
to manage me in the ring or K.O. me with the dames?
This chick needs a big investment of time,
which you is mighty short of, with the train waitin'.
It don't leave for an hour.
It's waitin' at the station.
Remember, you promised the trainer, 10 hours shut-eye.
Okay, I ain't going to break no promise to him.
But you listen to this and listen good.
When I wake up in Chicago tomorrow morning,
I want to see Heat-Wave on the platform.
Suppose she don't want to go to Chicago?
That's your toothache.
If you can't show up with her, find yourself a new meal ticket.
Good night, all!
- Good night! - Good night!
Hey, what's he mean, go find yourself a new meal ticket?
He means I don't eat.
And, brother, if I don't eat, you starve.
Come on, Myrt, let's go where the money is.
I believe we had this parking space reserved,
but don't get up. Please don't.
Don't these gentlemen look like they met us someplace before?
I'd swear I met them with Husky Miller.
Where you know Husky from?
Maybe New York, New Orleans.
- What you doin' in this hamburger joint? - Passin' through.
Then you don't know nobody in here?
- Who you want us to know? - Her.
Carmen? That's my best friend. What do you want with her?
Nothing. Just asking. Pull up to the curb and park.
- If you insist. - I do. Indeed, I do.
Drinks for the ladies.
- What kind? - Ask 'em.
- Made up your minds yet? - Anything light.
You mean with bubbles?
- Champagne? Why, it's much too splurgy. - Frankie.
Not for Rum Daniels, the manager of Husky Miller.
You his manager? For real?
- And this is Dink Franklin. - The manager's manager.
Large bottle of champagne from the bottom cellar.
Sure, Mr. Daniels.
Too bad we're leaving for Chicago in an hour.
Hardly got time to trade punches.
Would you care to stop off in the Windy City?
What's the proposition?
What's the idea talking to us like we're you-know-whats?
I had nothin' like that in mind.
I was thinkin' it'd be nice to have your company in a drawin' room,
showin' you around the fancy stores in Chicago,
footin' the bill for things you might want to buy,
- like a diamond ring or mink coat. - Mink?
If that ain't good enough,
maybe there's another kind of fur they invented.
We're old-fashioned girls. Mink and diamonds suits us fine.
Then it's settled.
Let's go. Don't want to miss that train.
Get packed. It might be a good idea to pack up your friend, too.
- Carmen? - For Husky Miller.
And if she says no?
Then ain't none of us gettin' on that train.
I get it.
Figured you would.
Well, come on.
But don't everybody start talkin' at once.
Miss Jones, this is Rum, Husky's manager. And this is Dink, his manager.
They takin' me and Frankie to Chicago in a drawin' room.
That's nice.
Reserved the biggest suite in the biggest hotel.
- Gonna buy us fancy clothes. - Diamonds and mink.
We'll be livin' off the fatheads of the land.
The fatheads of fatheads.
Care to join your friends at the invitation of Husky Miller?
You hear that?
He askin' you to come to Chicago, keep us company.
Chicago.
Man, will we have ourselves a ball.
All expenses paid by the management, including little extras.
Like a store full of diamonds and fancy clothes.
- For true? - That ain't the half of it.
You take us to Chicago, show us a good time,
what do we gotta do for it?
Don't ask now. Just get to Chicago first.
What do you say, Heat-Wave?
Wanna make a trip on a crack Chicago train?
- Now, that's a trip you ought to make - It won't be hard for you to take
Travel about as fast as a Kansas hurricane
It only takes a half a day to be 1,000 miles away
- Away - Come on
That streamline engine won't delay
- Away - Come on
That streamline engine won't delay
That streamline engine just can't wait
That streamline engine ain't no freight
That streamline engine won't be late
Whizzin' away along the track Clickety clack, clickety clack
Leavin' the wind away in back Clickety clack, clickety clack
Up a hill and down a hill And out upon the plains again
Through a storm and out of the storm And pretty soon it rains again
Only takes a half a day to be 1,000 miles away
It only takes a half a day to be 1,000 miles away, away
- Come on away - Chicago
- Away - Chicago
- Come on - Away
Hey
On a Chicago train
Go pack your duds. Ain't got much time.
- Carmen'll come. - I knew she would.
Well, let's get goin'.
Wait, let me say my say
If you're bustin' to go, then go
But just count me out of the party Just count me out
'Cause I ain't in
- Oh, Carmen, honey, have a heart - Don't want no part of it
Don't want no part of it Don't want no part
Don't waste our time with all this fuss
Don't want no part of it Don't want no part of it
Don't want no part
What you got that you like so much Better than this?
- What you got? - What you got?
If I told you, you'd only laugh
- Oh, no - Not me
- Go on - Give out
Ya gotta promise not to laugh
- Okay - Okay
There's a man I'm crazy for
She's got a man she's crazy for.
That's why she can't come to Chicago.
That's a laugh.
I'm in love And that ain't no laugh
Well, shut my mouth and call me dumb
And beat me I'm a kettledrum
The birdies in the trees are hummin'
Carmen's in love Carmen's in love
Still we ask Won't you come?
And break your date Give the gate to your chum
Another night I might have come To raise some pandemonium
But now the mockingbirds are hummin'
Carmen's in love Carmen's in love
Leave me here with my Joe And take your train to Chicago and go
- We gotta get you on that train - Some other time
What makes you think there'll be another time?
- To get a trip - To get a trip
- To Illinois - To Illinois
- And get it free? - And get it free?
That is the place that I'd sure like to see
Whizzin' away along the track Clickety clack, clickety clack
Leavin' the wind away in back Clickety clack, clickety clack
Up the hill and down the hill And out upon the plains again
Through a storm and out of the storm And pretty soon it rains again
It only takes a half a day to be 1,000 miles away
It only takes a half a day to be 1,000 miles away, away
- Come on along - Chicago, Chicago
- Come on, away - Come on, away
Hey
Whizzin' away along the track Off to Chicago
Illinois
Well, Carmen, what's the count? You comin' with us?
I always did want to see the big town.
You got your wish.
Chicago gonna be real good for you.
You gonna be real bad for Chicago.
You comin'?
Mmm-mmm.
Look, baby, let's talk turkey.
Tomorrow mornin', I gotta produce you in Chicago.
I don't care what it costs. Husky Miller will sign the bill.
When he goes crazy for a chick,
that chick starts lookin' like a neon sign, all lit up with diamonds.
Diamonds ain't what I want of a man.
If I love him, he don't need no checkbook.
If I don't, a checkbook ain't gonna do him no good.
Who's talkin' about love? We don't care what happens
between you and Husky once you get to Chicago.
He don't appeal to you, well, it ain't nobody's fault.
It ain't that he don't appeal to me. He just rang my bell when I'm busy.
Busy? Fooling around here when you got a chance go to Chicago?
You gonna stay here and sleep, or you gonna wake up and come with us?
I'm gonna wait here for Joe.
You've been waitin' a month. Bet he don't never show up.
He'll come as soon as they let him out.
In case you wise up before the train pulls out,
here's a ticket for drawin' room "A," right over the wheels.
You can hear yourself click-clickin' to Chicago.
Ain't no use wastin' it.
Just castin' the bread upon the waters.
Brother and sisters, join the prayer meetin' in drawin' room "E."
Don't let too much distance come between you and that money.
Come on, girl.
Joe!
Joey!
I was afraid you wouldn't be here.
I been here every night waitin' for you.
They ain't after you no more?
I got a suspended sentence.
It felt like you was never gettin' out.
Thinkin' about you all the time while you was away from me.
I've been dreamin' about tonight and wonderin' if you would be feelin'
half as lovin' as your Carmen feels for you.
Carmen, there's somethin' you gotta know.
Tell me later when Carmen takes you home with her.
Carmen will unlace your shoes.
That's just it. I can't stay or go with you.
- I gotta report right back to the base. - What?
I gotta get that bus leavin' for flying school.
Captain Haldane, my C.O.,
he got my court-martial reduced and made 'em take me back.
Where does that leave us? How far apart?
- Only 400 miles. - Only?
You'd come up when I got a pass.
Boy, if that ain't one on Carmen, love on a pass.
- Carmen. - Go to flyin' school. Take off right now.
Then lay in your bunk, look up at them pin-up gals.
See what that gets you, droopy drawers.
I got something I want you to see.
That's been with me all the time,
right here, where you are.
That don't ring so true.
I swear it's true.
Joe, if you loved me truly, you know what you'd do?
- What? - You'd come to Chicago.
Chicago?
I got enough dough to get us both there. A ticket, too.
Been savin' up to give my man a good time.
I just can't pick up and go like that.
Joe, I want to go someplace
where you're the last thing I see at night, first thing I see in the morning.
I can't go A.W.O.L.
Just takin' some time off so we can be together before you go away.
That's not the way the army'd look at it.
Boy, if you ain't a lover red-hot for Carmen. You just burnin' up with passion.
You sizzle like a fish on ice.
I can't afford no more demerits.
If I step out of line again, I'll never make officers' flying school.
You know what?
You too chicken for me to waste my time on.
Chicken is right.
Look at that officer material.
You got about as much chance of bein' a flier as a flea inside that shirt.
You quit that!
That's no kind of man for you, Carmen. He can't even keep his shirt in his pants.
- You do that again, I'll... - You'll what?
You ain't figurin' on striking no sergeant?
That wouldn't be no four weeks in the guardhouse,
more like four years.
How about it, sugar? We got lost time to make up.
Let's get started.
- You keep your paws off of her. - Who's gonna make me?
Run along, Lieutenant Casper Milktoast.
- Looks like he's hurt real bad. - Yeah.
Four years for hittin' a superior, ain't that what he said?
Maybe more.
Get him in them bushes. Hurry.
- They're bound to find him. - By that time, we'll be far away.
I can't. That's desertin'. I won't.
They find you here, that's prison. What you got to lose? Come on, now.
Get a move on, Joe. We gotta make that train.
- Who's that? - Husky Miller, the fighter.
I met him at Billy Pastor's with Frankie and Myrt.
Hey, Carmen! Carmen!
Hey, sister! Carmen!
Blow on 'em, sugar. Make 'em dry faster.
You can turn the heat off now.
Man, that tickles.
You some harmonica player.
What a mosquito bite.
Why the camouflage? You don't need it with me.
Hand me them nylons, honey.
You ain't goin' out.
As far as the grocery store. I gotta feed my man.
Look, Carmen,
I don't know how to tell you, but...
I'm busted. I gave the last of my pay to the landlady.
I got some jingly stuff.
I ain't gonna let you shell out.
We gotta eat, growin' boy.
Not on your dough.
What's mine's yours, Joey, and that goes right down the line.
If I could only get out.
Them military cops on your tail, they'd grab you so fast
I'd still be kissin' the breeze goodbye when you is in Leavenworth.
Easy, honey. Easy.
You're two bits shy.
Charge it to Husky.
And you discovered Husky.
To the spoils belong the credit.
There I was on the New York Waterfront sellin' about a million dollars of war bonds,
when I see this big boy walkin' down the gangplank
carryin' a jeep with one hand.
I said to myself, "That's my man."
And you can put that in your column.
Heat-Wave!
Look who's here, the answer to our prayers.
- If it ain't the Jones girl. - Hi, Frankie.
I saw you get off at the station. Where you been all week?
Around, havin' myself a time.
Where, in a bargain basement?
Get a load of me.
Look at this iceberg. It's almost real.
That's nothin' compared to what'll drift your way
now you're back in the big swim.
I came to ask you for a loan.
You busted?
Can you let me have a couple of bills?
You talkin' to the wrong party.
There's your bank, with all the doors wide open.
You just tell Husky what you want.
He's just percolatin' to take care of you real good.
If the press will excuse me,
this manager's got to start managin' somethin' special for the champ.
Got all that I need. Thanks.
Miss Jones, this is a pleasure indeed.
You sure showed up in time.
We can't get nothin' out of Husky no more.
She means Husky got his mind set on findin' you.
How you been?
Great when we were buyin' out all the stores,
but now Husky's stopped all charge accounts.
You'll be raidin' 'em again with Miss Jones.
And chargin' 'em.
Hi, boss. Told you I'd produce her before the big fight.
Where you been wastin' time away from me?
Into the dressing room.
Go on. You want to catch a draft?
Can't fight with my trainer.
Stay put. I'll be out in no time.
Then you and me'll start the second Chicago fire.
You're all set, honey.
Just like bein' partners with the US Mint. All you gotta do is grab.
I didn't come here to take up with that punchin' bag.
Don't you like him?
He just one man too late, that's all.
You still with that soldier boy?
You stakin' me or not?
Sorry, honey, I'm flat, too.
All I got's a car, fancy clothes, diamonds, and mink.
Come in the dressin' room with me. Maybe I can promote some cash-and-carry.
I'll wait here.
Be sociable with Husky, or I'll get nowhere with his manager.
- Dust off the divan for the ladies. - Yes, Mr. Daniels.
Look at that physique, Carmen. Bet your soldier boy's got nothin' like...
Glad to know you're only human.
Get this and get it right.
I didn't come here to stay in your corner.
Say that again.
She means she's too bashful to come right out and admit it.
Oh, that's different.
You gettin' me that loan,
or do I have to listen to more of braggin' mouth?
- What loan? - For clothes and things...
Put a raid on the stores. Just name it and charge it.
Thanks, Frankie, but it won't work.
What is this? Where are you goin'?
Sorry. Carmen ain't for sale.
Heat-Wave, wait!
You just relax them classy muscles. Leave that gal to me.
It ain't my fault she's walkin' out.
You know females are always changin' their stripes.
Get out and don't come back till you bring Heat-Wave with you for good.
And that goes for your manager, too.
Carmen!
I hate to see a hep chick like you actin' like a dumb cluck.
- Be sensible. - Frankie.
Okay, keep your soldier boy.
That don't mean you gotta walk out on a convertible, gold-lace nightgown...
Oh, everything.
You know two-timin' ain't my speed.
Just shift gears and join the female race.
Keep one man for the ride and one for the money.
Uh-uh.
Listen, honey, I'll level right out with you.
If you don't show up for Husky, we're right out in the cold.
How about it, sugar, for us?
Ain't that I don't want to help you, Frankie...
- Only? - I can't.
Love? Nobody lives on that street forever. Not with the same man.
You're bound to move, maybe sooner than you want to believe.
Let you know when I get the message.
When you do, ring me at the hotel.
Here's the number.
Don't wait too long, Heat-Wave. Husky liable to start blowin' cold.
- See ya. - Okay.
- What took you so long? - I had to wait for it.
All that time?
- You been gone ever since... - I got back as soon as I could, honey.
It's a lot of stuff.
All you had was loose change when you went out.
Where'd the rest come from?
What's the difference?
I want to know.
Well?
Look, boy, don't go puttin' me on no stand.
I don't answer to nobody.
If you got nothin' to hide...
Do you think I do?
What do you expect me to think? Why don't you tell me?
You think what you want.
I don't account to no man.
You're accountin' to me.
- I love you, and that gives me the right to... - That don't give you no right to own me.
There's only one that does, and that's me. Myself.
Where you goin'?
I might come back.
Carmen, I'm sorry.
Carmen.
Carmen, will you...
That racket.
It's enough to drive rivets into your head.
You goin' out again?
Feel like takin' a walk.
You already had one today.
Feel like another one.
Da dum dum da
Da da da da dum
Dum dum da-dum
Look, honey, I'm sorry for the way I blew off.
You're spillin' it.
That ain't no reason to turn on the ice.
Look, boy, I don't have to keep the truth from nobody.
I can't stand being cooped up in this alley no more.
But you know the M.P.s are after me hot and heavy.
I gotta stay in here.
You gotta. I don't.
What does that mean?
I'm bustin' out for a while.
Da dum dum dum
Who with?
You really want to know?
Well, I asked you.
I'll tell ya.
With a friend of mine, Frankie.
That gal that works at Billy Pastor's? What's she doin' in Chicago?
She's with that Husky Miller crowd. Got here when we did.
My seams on straight?
Who's she throwin' your way?
You ain't goin' nowhere.
You're stayin' here where you belong with me.
I don't get it.
This place suited you fine before you went out.
What happened in between?
Got a whiff of fresh air, that's what happened.
Just want to get more of it.
Not without me.
Maybe you ain't got the message yet,
but Carmen's one gal nobody puts on a leash.
No man's gonna tell me when I can come and go.
I gotta be free, or I don't stay at all.
You talk like this was a jail.
- You're makin' it one. - It ain't to me.
I could stay in this place the rest of my life and never go out as long as you're here.
But when you ain't, it's worse than jail.
Ain't no light, no air.
Suppose I never come back?
You'd never get away from me.
I'd follow you down the rivers, across the sea,
to hell or up to heaven.
Why'd you ask?
Just to hear you say it.
You're hurtin' me, Joe.
I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to.
Get back soon, and remember, I'm waitin'.
You just keep a light burnin' in the window, boy.
Poor champ.
Can't have no happy tunes, no good time, nothin'.
Just gotta keep trainin' and trainin' to keep in trainin'.
Want to break it for fun and see what happens?
Take the count.
Get me some more.
You already put one seltzer bottle away.
Make this one for the road.
Can't afford to have skirts in your head, not with the big fight around the block.
You gotta forget that woman.
I'm tryin', trainin' man. I'm tryin'.
Hi, Husk.
I said to keep out of my corner.
You're fired for good until you show up with Heat-Wave.
Just gotta give Rum the teletype, boss.
There she is.
Heat-Wave!
Easy, boy.
Don't K.O. me in round one. Give the fans their money's worth.
Tell my fortune.
Let's go.
I want to watch.
Make it good. Am I goin' to get that certain party?
One thing's sure. The cards don't lie.
- Cut them. - Cut them.
- Seven. - Seven.
- That's quite a card - That's quite a card
Do you mean good or bad?
Is that good or bad?
Quiet, please
You're gonna get a lot of money. I don't know how you're gonna spend it all.
Will this gal see a bright and happy future?
Or will she be a good-for-nothin' moocher?
- Come on, you cards, and tell her true - Come on, you cards, and tell her true
- And tell her how she gonna do - And tell her how she gonna do
- For good or bad - For high or low
Come on, you cards, and let her know Whatever way the wind will blow
- All set? - All set
- For sure? - Let's go
Let's see what they say about me
You're gonna get a good man, Carmen.
Yeah.
Here's your little secret.
The nine of spades.
The nine
There he is
The old boy
Plain as can be
Death got his hand
On me
It ain't no use
To run away from that old boy
If he is chasin' you
It's best to stand right up
And look him in the face
When he is facin' you
You gotta be prepared to go
With that old boy
No matter what the time
So I won't fill my pretty eyes with salty tears
'Cause I ain't got the time
I'm gonna run out every second I got left
Before he throws me down
I'm gonna laugh and sing
And use up all my breath
Before he mows me down
While I can fly around
I'll do my flyin' high
I'm gonna keep on livin'
Up to the day I die
The nine
Hello
Old boy
Hello
My Joe
He was always my Joe
There was no one but me Joe said there never could be
We was in love
And I reckon we showed it
From the way people talked
Reckon everyone knowed it
Kids on the street where we'd go
Used to yell at us
"Cindy Lou belongs to Joe"
Lord, O Lord, you know that was true
And Joey belonged to Cindy Lou
We just want to check on his pass.
We hear he's been shackin' up here for a week.
I run a respectable place.
Take a look at this picture.
Does he live here?
One flight up. Room 24.
You're too late, miss. Husky's finished trainin' for the day.
I'm looking for someone the newspapers say he's runnin' around with.
- Is her name Carmen? - That's who.
She's in his dressing room, right there to the left.
Thank you.
We got all the toothbrushes we need, lady.
Wait. I'm here to see Miss Carmen Jones.
Please. I gotta see her.
Me?
Say, ain't you that gal Joe was stuck on?
Yes. I came here to find out where he is. You're the only one that know.
Nice gal like you gonna get into trouble takin' up with a deserter.
I don't care what he done. I gotta find him.
Tell me where he is, please.
Joe!
So you run out on me. Sure.
He can give you a better time than I can.
Fancy clothes, swell company, the whole works.
Husky Miller's latest woman.
Only that ain't the way it's gonna be.
We is all washed up. Go away. Go with this sweet little gal.
You'd like that, I guess. You'd like me to leave you free to play.
Only you're comin' with me where you belong.
Put a hand on Carmen, I'll immobilize ya!
Don't fight with him.
Who is this jerk?
Shut your fat trap.
You double-crossin' tramp.
- What'd you call her? - Husky, you'll kill him with one tap!
- If it's the last thing I do... - That would be the last thing you do.
I swore I'd let no man take you away from me.
- How you gonna stop me? - I'll show you.
No! You're in enough trouble!
Go away.
Somebody get the police!
You stay put!
Joe, honey, listen. Listen!
I'm no good. Go on home to your ma!
Put that thing away, boy.
Ain't gonna get you nowhere with me.
Nor with him neither.
That's enough, Husky! That's enough!
That's enough!
The M.P.s!
Get out the back way. Go on.
You're comin' with me.
She ain't goin' nowhere with you.
I said we was washed up.
Why you helpin' me to get away?
I can't stand nobody bein' cooped up.
Right this way, gentlemen.
Just keep goin'.
Go on home. Forget him.
Bait your hook for fish you can fry.
How can I love a man
When I know he don't want me?
He ain't been good He ain't been kind
He give me up
For that old roadside woman
But I can't drive him from my mind
I's scared O Lord, I's scared
I's like a leaf that's lost her tree
I's alone, alone I's alone
He got hisself another woman
Did she feel his arms all around her?
No, Lord, I can't believe it's so
No, Lord, don't you let her keep my Joe
Make him throw her back where he found her
Joe, you said that both your arms was mine
Remember
You said your arms was mine
I's
Your gal
I was always your gal
There was no one but me You said there never could be
We was in love
And I reckon we showed it
From the way people talked
Reckon everyone knowed it
Kids on the street where we'd go
Used to yell at us
"Cindy Lou belongs to Joe"
Lord, O Lord
Look down and try to see
How you can make Joe come home
To me
O Lord, look down
Lead my Joe
Off the road
Where he's strayin'
Tell my man
Where to go
O Lord, I's callin'
On
You
Poncho! Poncho! Poncho! Poncho!
Ladies and gentlemen, this is the feature presentation.
Ten rounds of boxing.
Introducing, from the great city of Chicago, Husky Miller!
And his opponent from Brazil,
the South American heavyweight champion,
the sensational Kid Poncho!
Give him another one, Husky!
Punch him! Punch him! Punch him in the nose!
Well, what do you think?
This is just the beginning.
A piece of gum, please.
Give him a good one! Hit him!
...five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten!
The time, 2 minutes, 20 seconds of the second round.
The winner by a knockout, Husky Miller!
You're comin' with me, or you ain't goin' no place.
Let me go.
You promised you was gonna be mine till the end.
That's one promise you're gonna keep.
Can't you get it through your head? We're done. Now let me go.
I'd sooner kill ya.
Then here's your chance.
But all I wanna do
Is love you
Like I used to
To hold your hand in my hand
And feel your heart next to my heart
Can't we begin again?
Couldn't we start all over?
Couldn't we begin again?
If you wanna start a fire where a fire was before
The coal you burn must be new coal
Our flame is out Cold as the snow
We had ourselves some fun Didn't we?
And now it's done
But where can I put my memories?
They got no sea to drown in
The little things that used to make us laugh
When we was clownin'
And all the things we'd say or do
Are all part of me and you
Joe, you is makin' it tough now For yourself, the same as for me
Joe, ain't you heard me say enough now?
No! No! No!
What used to be ain't no more
Do you forget how I used to love you?
No one but Joe ever loved you so good
Let's go away And begin our life all over
Carmen all alone with Joe
Don't you think there's a chance?
Only say that you do
No! That wouldn't be true
Ain't gonna lie Ain't gonna lie
I look at life straight in the eye
I'll have no man laugh at me while you're rollin' around in his arms.
Stay with me, or I'll kill you.
Okay, kill me now, or let me go.
- For the last time. - For the last time.
Here's that 10-cent store ring you give me. Now, that's the end of you.
You tramp. You're no good. You never were.
Two-timin' me like it don't count for nothin'.
Well, it does.
You ain't never gonna do that to no man again.
String me high on a tree
So that soon I will be
With my darling
My baby
My Carmen