War Nurse1930

Babs:
Well, this is an idea. I think I'd make a swell nurse.

Rosalie:
Behave...

Babs:
Just think of the thrill. Holding hands all night with good-looking sick officers.

Rosalie:
And can you imagine moonlights nights at no-man's land. Oh, boy.

Babs:
Yeah, with a general on each arm.

Rosalie:
You know, with that it would have it on Paris. They've commandeered our cars and left nothing but 80-year old men on the boulevards.

Babs:
You, said it! With five million men up there, that's our place, darling.

Rosalie:
Hooray.