:33:02
Well, to tell you the truth,
my heart really isn't in this.
:33:06
We are not interested in your heart,
Fleming. We want your elbow grease.!
:33:10
Well, you see, when I came here,
this isn't exactly what... Fleming.
:33:14
You're a disgrace
to Maintenance Engineering.
:33:16
Did you get your new
Jiffy? No, sir, I didn't.
:33:19
Take mine.
Thank you, sir.
:33:21
That's the greatest little mop in
the world, Fleming. Use it properly.
:33:24
Yes, sir. Roy! Fleming.
:33:27
I'm sorry.
You're impossible!
:33:29
Oh, I'm sorry.
Oh, l-l... I'm sorry...
:33:32
I'm sorry, Major.
No sweat.
:33:34
I didn't see you comin'. Forget about
it. What's the deal? You with maintenance?
:33:38
Oh, uh, well, uh... That's
kind of an involved story there.
:33:42
Yeah, I can imagine. What happened? Well...
:33:45
remember when I told you I was
gonna be an astronaut? Yeah, yeah.
:33:48
Well, you see,
my father, uh...
:33:50
Oh, you wouldn't wanna hear
about that. No, no, go ahead.
:33:54
Well, I got this letter
from the Space Agency...
:33:58
Say a couple of you fellas in the
back move down in the front here.
:34:02
And perhaps this tall man can move to
the rear. And also, the front row kneel.
:34:09
So, ya see, I'm livin' a lie. Everybody
in Sweetwater thinks I'm an astronaut.
:34:13
I can't sleep. I can't
eat. I'm gettin' thin.
:34:16
Don't let it throw you,
pappy. It'll all work out.
:34:19
There he is.
That's him all right.
:34:22
Buck Fleming's boy.
A-Okay, there.
:34:24
Doggone it, Buck,
you did it again!
:34:26
I always give Uncle Sam the best I got.
I did it in '18 and I'm doin' it now.
:34:31
E Pluribus Unum.!
:34:34
Say, Buck, how come
Roy's holdin' a mop?
:34:36
You don't think they're gonna put that
kind of information in the paper, do you?
:34:40
Oh,
clever government.
:34:42
E Pluribus Unum.! You better believe it.
:34:44
A- okay, there, Roy.