 The National Broadcasting Company interrupts all its programs to bring you a special broadcast from Guam. For a personal report on the war in the Pacific by Navy Secretary James Forrestal, who has visited the battle-torn shores of Iwo, we take you now to Admiral Nimitz headquarters at Guam. They seem tiny figures, scrambling skyward against a background of blue. A life-worker's brother, do you? Leroy! I should have edited that, I think. Don't mention that sponsor either, that other life-boy. We use, what do we use around here? Oh, we don't use soap, that's right. Yeah, we use parking margin. Huh? Yeah. Okay, how are we doing, fellas? Leroy, do you have something else you wanted? Oh yes, I don't know if I could leave right after the program. Yeah. Wait a minute, we're tuning in on Sweeten here. We're doing a joke. Point killer. I said, do you mind if I leave right after the program? No, that's all right. Where you going, Leroy? I'll San Diego to see my girlfriend. Is that so? Well, what does she do down there? She's in the Navy. Navy? Oh, well, she's a wave, eh? No, she's in the regular Navy. Huh? I said she's in the regular Navy. Leroy, you mean your girlfriend is in the Navy disguised as a man? She's a sailor? Uh-huh. Ooh, but somebody's liable to find out. Yeah, but who's gonna tell? Who's gonna... I'll never let you do that kind of stuff again, I said. How big is that guy? It reminds me of something very funny. I always enjoy doing camps and hospitals and all that sort of thing, but we call them benefits in show business because something always happens that causes us to have a lot of fun. Quite recently, I had to go towards Stockton to do an appearance, although sheriffs are here, huh? I'm drunk at a time, brother. Anyway, I had to go down to Stockton, or near Stockton, in a little town. I forgot the name of it. Now I'll do a little benefit at the definite dumb home there. And we arrived a little late. Something had gone wrong with our transportation. So the entertainment part was already over, and they were holding a dance downstairs. And so we wanted to show them, of course, that we were sorry and that we were very democratic about the thing. So we decided to go down and dance with them. And we got down there, and there were some very cute little girls there. So I picked out one of the inmates, and I tapped her on the shoulder. And in sign language, I said, you know, you, me, mm-hmm. And she did that back. So we sat around and waited for a minute for things to start, like the music to begin and all that sort of thing. And finally, we were about ready to dance. A guy came up and said, hey, Mabel, how about the next dance? She said, I'm sorry, I got up with this dummy here. Anything can happen, and usually does, ladies and gentlemen. How are we doing, fellas? Are we going on or not? Just about over. Well, we're about ready to go on then. This is a little nerve-wracking, you know that? We'll probably have to do the show faster today. Nervous, we'll take care of that up here. Let's all do our coughing now, so we don't have to do it later. My balance? Yeah. Oh, it's great, kid. Would you like to try a little test on us? Awesome. Oh, wait, certainly. Yeah, all right. I'm straight now. Stand up straight. Yeah, heels together. Heels together. That's right. Close your eyes. Dark, isn't it? Great. Anybody want to do a model on us? No, I don't. You ready? Hey, now, P.V. Where's Cartner? He's in there waiting to do something. There he is. Well, I will do the show next week, yeah. We'll do where you left the child support. How you doing? I'll bet you good. What are you doing in town, fellas? I'm stalking. Manhunt? Manhunt. Seven guys don't here to get one man. We've got seven sheriffs from stalking here lately, gentlemen. Seven? Six-year-old class.