:20:01
Whose dog is this?
:20:07
Nice dog. Irish setter.
:20:10
Poor Abby. She says everyone
will think she's running away.
:20:15
It'll be tough on me.
I'll be a bachelor all winter.
:20:18
In conclusion,
I respectfully protest...
:20:22
...the decision of
my commanding officer...
:20:25
...to saddle his troop
with his female relations...
:20:31
- One L.
- At this critical hour.
:20:33
Signed Nathan Brittles, so forth.
:20:38
Sounds good.
Give it to me, I'll file it.
:20:42
- Hochbauer.
- Yes, sir.
:20:44
This is a hard decision
for you to make. Gonna miss Abby.
:20:48
Hate to hamstring you,
but you will take precautions?
:20:52
- Mac.
- Forget it.
:20:54
As you were, Hochbauer.
Well, here I am, all ready.
:20:59
How did he take the idea of
old Iron Pants riding with him?
:21:03
- Under protest, my dear.
- A written protest, of course.
:21:07
Always my pleasure
to escort old Iron Pants.
:21:11
As long as you're going along, we'll...
:21:14
That is the dad-blastedest outfit I
ever saw. Quincannon's old britches!
:21:19
Yes.
:21:26
- Good morning, Mr. Cohill.
- Good morning.
:21:30
I hope you approve of my uniform.
:21:33
Yes, indeed.
It's very lovely, Olivia.
:21:39
So Ross has branded you
with his yellow ribbon.
:21:44
How do you know
it isn't for you, mister?
:21:47
I'd be very happy
if I thought it were for me.
:21:51
Very happy indeed.
:21:53
- Morning!
- Trooper Dandridge reporting for duty.
:21:56
Well, proper trooper!
Right pretty, don't you think?