:22:02
Now remember, boys,
we can't tip them off we're in there.
:22:05
So no shooting
till we hit the radar station.
:22:07
- Do you get it?
- Yes, sir.
:22:09
Okay.
:22:13
- How you doing?
- Great. Absolutely great.
:22:18
Well, maybe not absolutely.
:22:19
Don't worry about it.
:22:21
Everybody sweats the jump out a bit,
no matter how often you do it.
:22:24
Some pretty tough hombres
freeze right at the door.
:22:27
- Really?
- You'll be all right.
:22:29
Yeah, that's what the cat said
to the canary when he swallowed him:
:22:33
"You'll be all right."
:22:35
All right, fellows. Smoke up.
:22:37
- It's on the house.
- Thanks, Captain.
:22:39
Don't thank me.
I swiped them from the colonel.
:22:44
Free butts.
:22:45
Now I know I'm getting bumped.
:22:47
- What's your name, son?
- Soapy Higgins from Flatbush.
:22:51
- One of them bozos?
- That's right.
:22:54
Got a match?
:22:55
- Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.
:23:02
Take it easy, Pop. There's nothing to it.
:23:05
- Really? That's fine.
- Only one thing, though.
:23:08
What's that?
:23:09
After we jump,
if we have to pick you up with a blotter...
:23:13
where do you want the blotter sent?
:23:16
To my mother. She collects blotters.
:23:27
"George pulled out his gun and aimed..."