Graham question the drunks.
GRAHAM: Look, where were you going when you were arrested?
DRUNK 1: I don't know. I don't even know where I was coming from.
GRAHAM: And how about you?
DRUNK 2: I don't know either.
DRUNK 1: You know as I said before Professor, I'm in favor of the informal type of social life.
DRUNK 2: I disagree with you. I look my best in black tie and tails.
GRAHAM: Allright, both of you, knock it off, will you!
DRUNK 1: Yea, sure.
GRAHAM: Now look, Miss . . .
BLONDE: All I did was go through a red light.
GRAHAM: At sixty miles an hour, was something chasing you?
BLONDE: No, I was just in a hurry to get home.
PETERSON: Where from, Miss?
BLONDE: Well, I had spent the night with a sick friend. And uh . . . well I would rather not mention any names, he's married.
GRAHAM: Okay, you can go.
BLONDE: Thank you.
GRAHAM: I'm through with these fellas too. Let them go back to the tank and sleep it off.
OFFICER: Allright, let's go.
DRUNK 2 (sarcastic): With pleasure, sir.
GRAHAM: You said there were three drunks?
RYAN: The other one is in the Alcoholic Ward at the hospital, practically a permanent resident over there.
GRAHAM: Well let's go talk to him too.
Graham, Peterson, and Kibbee arrive at the hospital.
ALCOHOLIC WARD DOCTOR: He sneaked out of here saturday afternoon, back in at five this morning.You can talk to him, but I don't know what you expect to find out, he won't cooperate.
An Alcoholic Ward patient, named Harry, stops them.
HARRY: Hey Admiral, are we going to be drafted?
KIBBEE: No sir,no.
ALCOHOLIC WARD DOCTOR: Behave yourself, Harry.
HARRY: Yes sir.
ALCOHOLIC WARD DOCTOR: This is the man. Mind your manners, Jensen. If he gives you any trouble, I'll be right outside the Ward.
PETERSON: He won't give us any trouble.
GRAHAM: Hello Jensen, how are you?
JENSEN: How do, gentlemen. You too officer. Looking for recruits?
KIBBEE: No, not today mate.
GRAHAM: Jensen, you come here quite often, don't you.
JENSEN: Yup, I like it here.
GRAHAM: What have you been doing lately?
JENSEN: Same as always, nothing. Oh but I got some big deals on.
GRAHAM: Sure, sure, of course. Tell me something, you didn't see anything unusual yesterday or this morning, did you?
JENSEN: Oh nothing unusual, same as always. Oh they're gone now. I did see some little airplanes this morning. They didn't seem big enough to get into.
PETERSON: Big enough for who to get into?
JENSEN: The ants. I'd like to get out of here! But I ain't going to join the Army to do it! You can't make me, there's laws you know!
GRAHAM: Yea we know there's laws, Jensen, what kind of ants did you see?
JENSEN: Oh big ones. Ain't there now. Mostly at night I see them.
PETERSON: Where?
JENSEN: General, I'll make a deal with you. You make me a sargeant and charge the booze, and I'll enlist. Make me a sargeant, charge the booze! Make me a sargeant, and charge the booze!
GRAHAM: Jensen! Exactly where do these ants show up?
JENSEN: In the river. I seen it once when it had water in it. Now when was that? Now let me see . .
JENSEN: Graham looks out the window.
GRAHAM: In the river bed! And those big openings in the sides like sewer outlets or something. . . . Jensen, how long have you been seeing those things?
JENSEN: Oh a long time. How long have I been here?
PETERSON: Doctor said he was admitted five months ago.
JENSEN: Thanks, Mac. Take me with you. I'll enlist, I promise. Make me a sargeant, give me the booze! Make me a sargeant, give me the booze! Make me a sargeant, give me the booze!
JENSEN: Thanks, Mac. Take me with you. I'll enlist, I promise. Make me a sargeant, give me the booze! Make me a sargeant, give me the booze! Make me a sargeant, give me the booze!
ALCOHOLIC WARD PATIENT: Please! My nerves!
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