John Garfield: Wolf

Destination Tokyo

Wolf

'Cookie' Wainwright: [passing out Christmas presents, reading the labels] 'For Pills, the Pharmacist's Mate, a mournful knell; he dropped his vitamins down the periscope well!'
[all hands laugh]
'Cookie' Wainwright: 'The new kid forward is wiser but sadder... since he stepped on the skipper coming down the ladder!'
Tommy Adams: Hey, I apologized!
[more laughter]
'Cookie' Wainwright: 'On Wolf's grave a wreath is laid, since he tangled his line with that chambermaid!'
[more laughter as Wolf opens his present]
Wolf: [pulling out a skimpy nightie] Aww, you shoulda had it filled!
'Cookie' Wainwright: 'All hands get ready to upchuck this dinner; with Cookie in the galley, we're gonna get thinner.'
[pauses amid the laughter, acting offended]
'Cookie' Wainwright: Now listen! If that ain't a new high for gratitude... Who practically mothers all the guys on this ship? I do. Who bends over a hot stove all day long for you guys? I do. Who's gonna get all the glory when you sink a Jap ship? You, that's who! Who's gonna get all the medals out of this war? You guys! And what am I gonna get? Nothin' but varicose veins, and dishwatered hands! Yeah!

Wolf: [He and Tin Can have been forced to physically subdue Dakota, who's losing his grip during a particularly fierce depth-charging of the 'Copperfin'] Sorry I had to sock ya'.
Tin Can: It was either your chin, or the boat, Dakota. There was nothing else we could do. We gotta' take it. We can't win if we can't take it. Don't you know that?

Wolf: [During a particularly fierce depth-charging of the 'Copperfin'] I wonder how the invasion of Europe is getting along?

Sparks: [over the 1MC] The Captain has given permission to pick up the San Francisco newscast.
Pills: [on the 1MC, disguising his voice] This broadcast is brought to you by the Friendly Credit Company. The Friendly Credit Company trusts you. Any amount from $25 to $1,000. And so, Christmas Day is bright on all fronts. Here at home, police are continuing with a manhunt for a sailor wanted in the Bay Area on several counts. The women making the complaints insist on prosecution. The sailor was last seen boarding a United States submarine at Mare Island. The sailor is known with the girls only as 'Wolf.'
[Wolf spews his coffee all over a mess table]
Mike Conners: Well, Wolfie!
Wolf: Shut up.
[heads for the radio shack]
Pills: However, the Wolf's shipmates volunteered information to the police, enough to send him up for 1,042 years. The Wolf has been described as a body of man entirely surrounded by women. He's...
Wolf: TERRIFIC!
Pills: Terrific...!
[trails off as he realizes Wolf is standing behind him]
Pills: It's just a gag, Wolfie, just a gag.