All language subtitles for Jack Garfein - The Strange One Restored & Uncut Blu-ray (1957) US_Track05._PGS

(BUGLE PLAYING "TAPS")

(TAPPING)

-CADET GUARD: All in?
-CADET: All in.

(TAPPING)

-CADET GUARD: All in?
-CADET #2: All in.

-(KNOCKING)
-(TAPPING)

-All in?
-All in.

-All in?
-All in.

All in?

How about now?

All in.

-(TAPPING)
-All in?

All in.

-All in?
-All in.

-All in?
-All in.

-All in?
-All in.

How about now?

-All in?
-All in.

-All in?
-All in.

Yeah, all in.

-All in?
-All in.

-All in?
-All in.

(KNOCKING)

You freshmen had better pop to.

Y'ain't even half tryin',
neither one of you .

Ain't no hope for
you guys no how.

I wanna turn around from here,

and I wanna see two
chins well tucked back.

I wanna see
two powerful little chests

lifted right up
into the atmosphere.

What a creep.
What a fantastic creep.

(SWALLOW ING)

My, my, my, what a creep.

H ut to, mister!

(BOTH TALKING RAPIDLY AT ONCE)

Sorry-looking specimen,
ain't he, Jock?

You freshmen seem shocked
by our friendly visit,

and disturbed by our
continued presence here.

Now, Mr Simmons, do you have
any grounds for such an attitude?

-No, sir.
-JOCKO: And yet we'd all be expelled

if we were caught here.

Isn't that right,
you insidious beast?

Yes, sir.

Well , now,

you weren't being logical ,
were you , Mr Simmons?

No, sir.

Have you figured out yet
who won the Civil War?

The North, sir.

JOCKO:
How dare you come down to

our Southland
and say a thing like that?

You lying, Yankee carpetbagger.

Now, which side emerged victorious
in the War Between the States, mister?

-The South, sir.
-(LAUGH ING)

So, now you're being sarcastic,

and trying to make fun of the South
in your sly Yankee way,

saying the South won the war
when any fool knows the North won.

Oh, what a conniving
character you are.

What a sly, crafty,
calculating devil you are.

-Let's lynch him , Harold .
-Come on, Jock.

You're getting this poor boy
all confused in his mind .

I think we should lynch him , Harold .
He's probably a communist, anyhow.

Jock, he don't look like
much of nothing to me.

Well , remind me to lynch him
sometime, Harold . He needs it.

You insane brutes rest.

We're gonna have a little
surprise party tonight.

A card game.

It's been our superb good fortune
that I've been able to interest

a great wit and a fine
gentleman in joining us.

Mr Roger B Gatt.

H is sense of humour,
his courtly good manners,

his true Southern charm ,

make him stand out from
the crowd wherever he goes.

Mr Marquales, you're going to
win about ninety dollars from him .

-I'm going to win ninety dollars?
-Mm-hmm .

That's more or less
what he has on him .

Now,

before he stumbles in here,
let's get a couple of things straight.

Mr Marquales,
you're a filthy rich freshman

with money dribbling out of your ears.

You have a Cadillac car, and
an allowance of $200 a month.

I . . . I don't have a Cadillac, sir,

and my allowance
is two dollars a week.

You have a Cadillac car
and 200 berries a month.

You're the bait, mister. Rog thinks he's
going to win a lot of money off you .

Now, Mr Simmons, this is
what you have to remember.

You just love football ,

and your favourite position
is the tackle position.

-"The tackle position"?
-Mm-hmm .

And you have a great admiration
for the town of Birmingham , Alabama.

Rog is from Birmingham ,
Mr Simmons.

Excuse me, sir...

(CH IPS CLATTERING)

But do you plan to cheat
during this game?

Just a little.

Well ...

perhaps this is a stupid ,
old-fashioned idea on my part,

but I always thought that. . .
that cheating at cards was...

not exactly the noble
sort of thing to do.

Well , I'll tell you what,
Mr Marquales.

The money we win you can keep.

-That'll make it noble.
-I don't want it, sir.

Neither do I .

Well then,
why are you doing this?

Sir, if you don't mind , I'd ...

I'd rather not get involved in some grudge
of yours against another upperclassman.

What in the world is
the matter with you , mister?

Don't you even know a joke
when you see one?

-Well , I'd rather not cheat at. . .
-Now, come on, now.

Jock's got nothing against Roger.
Have you , Jock?

I'd rather not cheat
at cards, sir.

All right, then you can just give him
the money back in the morning.

Now, Jock is just trying to have
a little fun. Aren't you , Jock?

Okay, if you don't
want to play, forget it.

I'd . . . I'd hate to. . .
to be a wet blanket...

if it really is a joke.

Mister, of course it is.

What in the Sam H ill
is the matter with you?

Hey, wait.

How did this liquor get in
a freshman's press, Jock?

I put it there, Harold .

You don't think I'd put liquor
in my press, do you?

It's very thoughtful of your mother
to pack this, Mr Simmons.

Well , come on now.

Two bottles of liquor
in the barracks, Jock?

Mr Simmons, you're gonna
be the bartender.

Sir, I hope you'll forgive me,

but, you see, sir,
I don't approve of alcohol .

I don't care whether
you approve of it or not.

You just keep Roger's
glass filled , that's all .

Sir, you wouldn't make me do anything
against my basic convictions.

Would you , sir?

Sir, did you know that

alcohol is the opium
of the Western world?

Sir, if you took
a piece of beef steak,

and immersed it in
a glass of liquor,

and let it stand overnight,

do you know that that liquor
would literally eat that beef steak?

Now, sir, can you imagine
what that liquor will do

to the delicate linings
of the human stomach?

Now you listen to me,
you ridiculous idiot.

You keep Roger's glass filled ,
or I'm going to take this broom here

and cut you in half.
You understand?

Yes, sir.

HAROLD: Hey, Jock, listen.
You ain't...

You're not planning on getting
Roger really drunk, are you , Jock?

Mr Simmons is gonna
get him dead drunk, Harold .

Why, I . . . I just don't think
I'd do that, Jock,

because ol' Roger fights
when he gets drunk, Jock.

I know he does, Harold .

Here, fix these for me, will you , boy?

(KNOCKING)

-(KNOCKING)
-Ssh.

JOCKO: Roger. We've been waiting
for you on pins and needles, boy.

Jock.

Well , I couldn't come
until Laurie went to sleep.

JOCKO:
Come on in, boy

Mr Simmons here was in a dither
for fear you weren't gonna show up, boy.

He's a great admirer
of yours, you know.

I want you to meet him , Roger.

He is one of the most
brilliant freshmen here this year.

Well , here he is, Mr Simmons.
Roger B Gatt.

One of the greatest football players
in all of Dixieland .

How do you do, sir?

All right.

My favourite position is
the tackle position.

Well , now, that's
quite a coincidence.

Roger here happens
to be a tackle.

What is it you like
about the tackle position?

Well , I just admire it, sir.

Well , that's funny.

You know, most people,
they like a backfield .

Them backs get all the glory.

Sir, they do. They certainly do.

I like the backfield , too,

but my favourite position
is the tackle position.

Roger,

he, er. . .
sorta hero-worships you .

All right.

-Have you been around here long?
-Sir?

JOCKO:
Answer the question, Mr Simmons.

Have you been around here long?

Since before Taps.

JOCKO: No, no, no.
No, Roger doesn't mean that.

He means "have you been
around the college long?"

Oh. I got here when it opened .

I mean, when it started .

Roger, he got here
when the term started .

Oh.

Well , that's good .

Glad to have you around .

-You like it here?
-SIMMONS: Yes, sir.

That's good , too.

Greatest school there is.

Mr Gatt's from Birmingham ,
Mr Simmons.

You remember Birmingham ,
don't you , Mr Simmons?

Don't you remember
telling me how you want to

settle down there
when you finish school?

Go into the horse-feed business?

Yes, sir.

Or was that. . .
was that mule feed?

Horse feed , sir.

There's a lotta
horses around there.

Lotta mules, too.

Shucks, they have
everything, everything.

-Everything in Birmingham .
-(COUGH ING)

You know that?
Such a beautiful city.

All those smelters and everything.

Mmm , yeah.

Sounds real pretty there.

Is that him ,
the rich freshman?

JOCKO: Yeah, that's him , Rog.
And he's itching for action.

You got a Cadillac car?

Yes, sir. A Cadillac.

What colour is it?

Brown.
Sort of a creamy brown.

Brown?! I wouldn't get
caught dead in no brown car.

I'd get red .

-Hey, Jock.
-Mmm?

-You know my grandmammy?
-Mmm .

-Mmm?
-Mm-hmm .

You know, she won't let me
have no automobile.

How do you like that, Jock?
You know what she says?

She says...

"I ain't gonna let you
have no automobile! "

(ROGER LAUGH ING HYSTERICALLY)

(SLAPPING CHAIR)

JOCKO:
You know, Roger, you kill me, boy.

Man, what a witticism .

And what are you
laughing at?

Nothing, sir.

Well , see you don't.

You're a freshman around here,
and see you remember that.

Hey! Well , I'll be darned !

Look at that liquor sitting
on that table.

How. . . how did you do that, Jock?

Nothing's too good
for my friend Roger.

Mr Simmons, pour Mr Gatt a drink.

Yes, sir.

Here we go, Roger.
Here you go, boy.

Drink up, Roger.

Okay, Roger boy,
how many cards you need?

Three.
(SLU RRING)

(CH IPS CLATTERING)

Doggone. I don't got
very many chips here.

Okay now, Roger, look,
you're seeing Marquales raise,

and you're raising
six bucks yourself, right?

-Right?
-Yeah.

Okay. I'm light. . . ten.

What beats three fours?

I do. I got a full house.

My shako is bringing me luck.

It's about time I won a pot.

Well , what have you got
this time? Four aces?

No, sir.

Four kings.

(H EAVY TH U MP)

I'll have one more drink,
then I'm going to bed .

Rest, Mr Simmons.
Give Mr Gatt a drink.

Sir, it's practically
a poison.

How dare you say a thing
like that to my friend Roger?

It's good for you .

Best thing in the world for you .

I'm warning you , Mr Simmons.

Either you start doing your job
as a bartender,

-or you're gonna feel that broom .
-Yes, sir.

You see, Roger, Mr Simmons here
is an odd character.

He's what the coconut doctors
call a schizophrenic.

That means...

that means that half of him
likes horse feed and football ,

and the other part's
a teetotaling parson

who raves and rants
against demon rum .

You take that back.

I'm sorry, Roger.

All right, now look here, Jock.
I like you and all that.

But my grandmammy told me

don't ever make no joke
about religion.

Now, you take it back.

Well , I withdraw
that statement, Roger.

I'm awfully sorry, boy.

-All right.
-Shake on that, Roger?

See, Roger? Roger?
It's all that schizophrenic's fault.

And you know what
a schizophrenic is, don't you , Rog?

All right,
now look here, mister.

This is the U nited States
you're in,

and you can take all that Europe stuff
back where it came from .

Yeah, you take that schizophrenic stuff
back to Sweden, Mr Simmons.

All right, mister,
I'm going to teach you a lesson.

Now, I ain't saying nothin' against you
'cause you're a Yankee.

There are plenty of Yankees that's
as good Americans as anybody else.

But you look like
a Yankee communist, mister.

Get over the press,
you Northern, communistic spy.

(W H IMPERING)

JOCKO: I told you
he was a communist, Harold .

Actually, I suspected it
all the time.

(W H IMPERING)

You hardly
touched him , Roger.

Now that's enough. Now that's enough,
Jock-boy, that's just aplenty.

He's going to kill him .

An idiot like that is better off dead ,
anyhow, Harold .

Pour it on him , Roger.

George is next door, Jock.

He's right on the other side of that wall .
He's going to report us.

H is daddy's got the duty tonight, Jock.
Major Avery.

And George is going to run right down
there and tell his daddy on all of us.

Will he, Harold?
Will he?

Go on, boy.

Lay it on him , Roger.

Lay it on him , boy.
Come on, Rog.

(SH RIEKING)

(MU FFLED SH RIEKS)

(SH RIEKING INTENSI FIES)

Okey-doke. Come on,
let's go see the Major.

What is it?

Sir, Cadet Corporal Avery would like to
report a case of hazing in barracks.

All right.
Just a minute.

It's De Paris, sir.

He's in the room next to mine,
beating a freshman to a pulp.

Are you sure
it's De Paris?

Yes, sir.

Come on.

(INSECTS CH IRRU PING)

They were here before.

Where is De Paris' room?

Cadet De Paris.

De Paris!

Yes, sir?

Have you been out
of your room tonight?

Have I been where, sir?

Oh, never mind .

I'm . . . I'm sorry.
Go on back to sleep.

-That's all , Mr Sully.
-Yes, sir.

Look, son...

Relax, Georgie.

Obviously, he was asleep.

He wasn't asleep, Dad ,
I'm telling you he wasn't asleep.

Georgie, take a bicarbonate of soda
and go on back to bed .

Let's go, please. Let's go to bed .

ROGER: (SLU RRING)
Well , deal the cards.

(INCOH ERENT)
. . . more liquor.

You're not going to
have any more liquor.

What do you mean,
we ain't gonna play no more?

-You heard me the first time.
-Well , look, I'm losing.

Then you're just
going to have to go cry

on your grandmammy's
bony old shoulder.

What did you say?

I never chew my spinach twice,
you overgrown moron.

You heard me the first time.

JOCKO: What's the matter, boy?
What's the matter, Roger?

What's the matter, boy?
What is it, Roger?

Get him , Roger! Get him , boy!
Go ahead , Rog! Get him , boy!

Pop him one!
Come on!

Get him , Roger! Get him , boy!
Go ahead , boy! Get him , boy!

Get him ! Get him !

Pummel him , Roger! Go ahead , boy.
Go ahead ! Go ahead !

(BUGLE SOU N DING "REVEILLE")

(CHATTERING)

Sir, Mr De Paris, sir, would any
of you gentlemen care for some milk?

There was a case like that
about five years ago.

Some senior smuggled a bottle
into his barracks.

N ipped on it all night.

Went out for a breath of air,
he fell down the stairs,

stumbled out on the quadrangle,
and passed out.

They found him there at breakfast
formation, the exact same way.

Ah, he wasn't dead .

He was drunk and beat up,
that's all .

He sure was beat up.

I never saw so much blood .

Who'd you think could've
beat him up that way, anyhow?

I heard somebody say
he just fell down the stairs.

But nobody beat him up,
he just fell down the stairs.

OFFICER OVER PA:
Battalion!

Ten...

hut!

A cadet was found this morning,

unconscious on the quadrangle
of Headfield Barracks.

Will any cadet
having knowledge

of the whereabouts or activities
of Cadet Avery, G,

between 2300 and 0600,

report before noon drill to
Colonel Ramey at Headfield Barracks.

Dismissed .

Cadet De Paris, J ,
reporting, sir.

At ease, Cadet De Paris.
What's on your mind?

Well , sir, it's about Cadet Avery being
found this morning on the quadrangle.

The Cadet Colonel said that
any cadet with information about that

should report to
you before drill .

-And do you know something about it?
-Yes, sir, I do.

It's. . . It's a little
difficult to say,

but, er...

I feel kind of responsible for
what's happened to Cadet Avery.

In what way do you
feel responsible?

Well , sir, last year
I was a cadet officer,

and Cadet Avery
was in my platoon.

I was very tough on Cadet Avery,
and all the men in my platoon.

Excuse me, weren't you the cadet
who got the punishment order last May,

just toward the
end of the term?

Yes, sir.

Er. . . just to refresh my memory,
what was that punishment order for?

Major Avery reported me for harshness
toward underclassmen, sir.

-And rightly, sir.
-I see.

Well , learning that authority
and responsibility go together

is one of the hardest things in life,
Cadet De Paris.

However, I take it you have some
special reason for telling me this?

Yes. . . Yes, sir.

Yes, sir, I do.

You see, sir, my harshness toward
Cadet Avery seems to have given him

an obsession about me.

-It seems. . .
-Yes?

Well , sir, I don't know much
about these mental things,

but all year Cadet Avery
has been hinting

that there's some kind
of a plot against him .

That I'm the ringleader.

He. . . He. . . He thinks I'm
trying to persecute him , sir.

Sit down, Cadet De Paris.

Thank you , sir.

That's very interesting.

Does he think anyone else has
been persecuting him , or just you?

Well , it's mainly me, sir.

He suspects my roommate, and
the two freshmen in the room next door.

In other words, you feel that,
because of the discipline of the school ,

and in particular because of
your mistaken harshness,

Cadet Avery's had
a nervous breakdown?

No, sir, I think he's had
more than a nervous breakdown.

I think he's had
a mental breakdown.

Why else would a cadet
with a perfect record

get drunk and wreck
his whole career?

What makes you
think he was drunk?

Well , being found like that
on the quadrangle, passed out,

liquor bottles all around him .
I assumed he must be drunk.

Not necessarily.
The boy has been injured .

Could have a mild concussion.
Not be drunk at all .

As for the liquor bottles,
those could've just been put there.

I think "planted" is the term .

Isn't that possible?

Well , yes, sir,
I suppose that's remotely possible.

It's more than
remotely possible.

In fact, that's
Cadet Avery's story.

But, sir, I was there on the quadrangle
this morning. He reeked of alcohol .

Oh, there's no doubt that whisky was
spilled or poured all over his clothes.

The question is, whether or not
any of the whisky went into his stomach.

However, we'll know
the answer soon.

What do you mean, sir?

I'm having the State Police
analyse a sample of Cadet Avery's blood .

-H is blood , sir?
-Yeah. You see, Cadet De Paris,

now if laboratory analysis shows
there's no alcohol in a man's blood ,

well , then, even though
he's reeking of whisky,

and his clothes are covered with it,

and there's liquor bottles all around ,
and he's dazed from a bad beating,

you can be sure of one thing:

he's sober.

Well , yes, sir, but if this test seems
to show that Cadet Avery was sober,

then that would mean some college cadet
deliberately tried to make him look guilty.

I can't believe a college cadet would
do an unscrupulous thing like that, sir.

Well , although I appreciate
your loyalty to the school ...

I'm not as much of an idealist as you ,
Cadet De Paris.

I'm afraid that,
out of two thousand men,

one or two are apt to turn out
to be slightly rotten.

-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-Yes?

Excuse me.
The police report is here, sir.

RAMEY:
Oh, fine. Bring it in.

Well , that's all , Cadet De Paris.
If I want you again, I'll call you .

Yes, sir.

And thank you very much,
Cadet De Paris.

I appreciate your volunteering
this information more than you realise.

-Hello, Cliff.
-RAMEY: Hello, George.

-Here it is, sir.
-Thank you . That's all .

(DOOR CLOSING)

Jocko, I'm telling you , boy,

you're not going to get away with it.
It won't work.

Harold , they said the same
exact thing to Robert Fulton.

"It won't work.
That steamboat won't go."

That's what those doodlebugs
said to Fulton.

Jock, now we're going to
have to stop joking, boy,

because this one ain't funny.

Don't you think I'm
funny anymore, Harold?

You used think
I was a real card .

Sir, that's the way I got into all this,
thinking you was a real card .

What did George Avery
ever do to you , anyway, Jock?

Do to me?

He never did anything to me, Harold .

Well , why would you
do all that to him for, then?

Why did I do it?

I didn't do it, Harold .

You did it.

Don't you remember telling me
how you hate Georgie?

I told you I hate Georgie?

Jock, I don't hate Georgie.
When'd I ever tell you that?

(TUTTING)

Why, Harold , what a feeble
memory you have.

You're a left-handed pitcher,
that's what you are, Harold .

Now listen, Jock...

Man, I don't know what went on
in that room last night. It was dark.

All I know is that you and Roger
beat up on Georgie.

It was you and Roger
beat him up. Not me.

Jock, what reason would
I have to beat up Georgie?

You got a special order
two weeks ago, because...

because Georgie reported you
late from general leave.

Jock, I never even remembered that.

Yeah, well , whether you remember it
or not, it's on the record .

There's nothing on the record
Georgie ever did to me.

I have no motive, Harold .

But you do.

Besides, even if we do get caught,

you'd still be expelled .

I'd be expelled?

Sure.

You played cards after Taps,
you drank whisky in barracks,

you stood by while a man
was beaten unconscious.

You're in this up
to your neck, boy.

And if we do get caught,

they're gonna think
you're the ringleader, not me.

I said I used to think
you was a card , Jock.

Son, you are a card , all right.

You the ace of spades, buddy,
that's what you are.

Don't worry, Harold .

Come on.

Let's go to college
and get some knowledge.

-Who did that?
-(CADETS LAUGH ING)

Hello, Jock!

-You going to class, Jock?
-Yeah, I'm going to class.

Do you mind if
I just sort of tag along?

Four years you've been
hanging around me, McKee.

-What do you want, anyhow?
-Nothing, Jock.

What are you hanging around for,
you little creepy insect?

I'm just being friendly, Jock.

Now look, if you don't stop
hanging around me,

I'm gonna stuff your nauseating
carcass into one of those artillery pieces,

pull the lanyard ,
and blow you out to sea.

(GIGGLING)

Jocko, you certainly have a gift
for colourful , picturesque speech.

You get on my nerves.

It's awful about Georgie,
isn't it, Jock?

I mean, that was quite
a mysterious occurrence.

Why don't we put our noggins
together sometime

and have a little talk
about this mystery?

I don't talk to cockroaches.

(LAUGHTER)

(BUGLE PLAYING)

Platoon, fall in!

Report!

Parade...

hut!

Battalion, ten. . . hut!

Parade, hut!

Special Punishment
Order N umber 1 4.

Subject: Cadet Avery, G.

For drunkenness, bringing disgrace
upon himself and the college,

Cadet Avery is on this day
expelled in dishonour

by order of General N W Cheney.

Battalion, ten hut!

Company Commanders take charge
and move out to mess.

Platoon leaders, take charge of
your platoons, move out to mess.

Left face!

Column left, hut!

You're not afraid
of De Paris, huh?

(CH UCKLING)
Oh, no.

Of course not. Certainly not.
U h-uh. Oh no! Absolutely not.

U h, uh, uh, uh, uh.

Why don't you
go take a bath?

Bringing that up again, huh?

Can't stick to the subject,
can you , Mr Marquales?

Your conscience is bothering you .
That's what's wrong with you .

You have a guilty conscience.

Innocent man expelled ,

and you're sitting
there doing nothing.

Well , what are you
doing, Simmons?

Well , I never said
I was not afraid of De Paris.

Why don't you
go take a bath?

I won't take a bath!

I don't like
those group showers.

You may not understand this,
Mr Marquales,

but there are some
people who are modest.

-What a roommate.
-H uh! You say that.

I should say that.

What a roommate. H uh!

A hypocrite!

Listen, Simmons, my parents saved for
years so I could go to this school .

If I was expelled from here,
they'd never understand it.

And the only way I can save George Avery
is to get myself expelled .

And I can't do
that to my parents.

And that's all there is to it.

Oh? So now you're pretending
you like the school , hmm?

But I've heard you say differently,
Mr Marquales. H mm .

♪ He has a guilty conscience

♪ He has a guilty conscience

♪ He is a coward , a coward , a coward . . . ♪

Will you please shut up?

Don't tell me to shut up.

You're a freshman.
You can't tell me to shut up.

♪ The hypocrites
are taking over everything

♪ The hypocrites
are taking over everything

♪ The entire whole world

♪ The entire whole world . . . ♪

Listen, Simmons, I've had
just about enough outta you .

Now get outta here,
and take a shower.

It's been six weeks, Simmons.
You need it.

Please, take a shower.

All right, I will .

When?

Sometime.

I'll take one when you get the nerve
to report that beast.

Simmons, why don't you report him?

Seriously, what have you got to lose?

You don't belong in this school .

Flunking all your classes, anyway.

What have you got to lose
if you're expelled?

I'm not flunking
all my classes.

I just haven't gotten used
to this warm climate yet.

And , furthermore, I haven't
even begun to study.

And if you would shut your mouth,
I could study.

♪ The hypocrites are
taking over everything

♪ The hypocrites are
taking over everything

-♪ The entire whole world . . . ♪
-Watch it, bud !

♪ The hypocrites are
taking over everything ♪

-All right. Stop lying. I got him !
-You cut that out, Marquales!

Mr Simmons, is that any way
to talk to your roommate?

What's the matter, can't we have
anything around here but strife?

You know, if the Cadet Colonel
heard you say such a thing

to your roommate, he'd probably
crouch down and lay an egg?

Rest.

-Mr Simmons?
-Yes, sir?

How would you like to have
a date in town with a girl tonight?

No, thank you , sir.

What's the matter,
don't you like women?

(SIMMONS CH UCKLING)

I simply don't understand you ,
Mr Simmons.

What have you got
against women?

I don't have anything
against women, sir,

but I have to think
of my mother.

Well , what...

what I've heard about your mom ,
you may have a point there, Mr Simmons.

Let's come to grips
with this thing.

What do you like?

Blonde? Brunette? Redhead?

Do you like 'em skinny?

Or do you like 'em with
meat shaking on their bones?

Well , I think, sir...

Well , frankly...

I think that spiritual qualities
are more important than weight.

Oh, you like 'em skinny,

so you can sling 'em over your
shoulder and be a caveman, huh?

She's little and skinny.
She's cute as a bug.

I really don't like
skinny people, sir.

Well , she's not really
skinny all over, Mr Simmons.

As a matter of fact, if you catch her
at the right angle,

you'd think she was
a plate of Jell-O.

Well , I'd rather not meet her, sir,
if you don't mind .

You've been a mad , inhibited beast
long enough, Mr Simmons.

Well , sir,

as much as I appreciate your
offering me this introduction,

frankly, I can't meet her.

-Why not?
-There's such a thing as morals, sir.

There's also such a thing as fifty million
years of evolution, Mr Simmons.

Now, tell the truth, Mr Simmons.

Don't you ever have
any wicked thoughts?

Very seldom , sir.

JOCKO: Oh, you know you have
wicked thoughts all the time, Mr Simmons.

You see, I'm wise
to you , Mr Simmons.

You're not really
an innocent little lamb at all .

-Sir. . .
-U nderneath, you're a snarling wolf.

-Sir. . .
-So wait until you meet Rosebud .

-The wolf in you will come to the surface.
-Sir, I must speak.

Well , speak, you idiot.
We're not deaf.

Sir, I know that there
must be, inside of you ,

deep inside of you ,
a Christian feeling.

You're nuts!
I'm a Mohammedan.

SIMMONS: Scoff if you will ,
but I must speak all the same.

-May I rise, sir?
-You may rise, Mr Simmons.

But you can't convert me.

I'm a fire-eating
Callithumpian,

and I intend to resist
your blandishments.

Sir...

Sir, I don't think you know why
I've come here to this school .

I haven't come here because of
its fame as a military college.

No, if I'd come here simply to
study engineering, like Mr Marquales...

Sir, I think when you understand
why I've come here to this school ,

you'll understand why I cannot
possibly meet this young lady

that you would like me to meet.

Simmons, he's gonna kill you
if you don't shut up.

Shut up, Marquales!

Mr De Paris wants
to hear this.

You see, sir,

I can't meet this young lady
that you would like me to meet,

because it's my eventual ambition
to become a chaplain, sir.

Those are the facts, sir.

You see, sir, my cousin Horace
was killed in the last war.

Most regrettable death.
Quite a tragedy.

Horace was caught in the
full flower of his youth.

Ever since then, sir, I've decided that my
own pathway is clearly marked out for me.

I shall become a chaplain.

Yes, sir?

How did Horace get it,
Mr Simmons?

Shrapnel , sir.

-Yes, sir.
-Shrapnel?

Yes, sir.

Then a machine gun
mowed him down,

and a bomb fell on him .

He got the
Congressional Medal of Honor,

and the Croix de Guerre.

-I think you're a liar, Mr Simmons.
-Oh, no, sir.

You know you have no cousin
Horace who was killed in the war.

-Yes, sir.
-You tryin' to con me?

No.

Tonight, Mr Simmons,

you are gonna meet Miss Rosebud .

Oh, sir, I can see, sir,
I haven't gotten through to you .

Sir, don't you
realise your errors?

Why not let the spirit of brotherhood
that's buried deep inside of you

emerge into the glorious air
of love and truth?

Go take a shower.

Sir, you aren't really going to
make me meet this girl , are you?

Go on, Mr Simmons.

But, sir, I get very
tongue-tied around girls.

-JOCKO: Go ahead , take a shower.
-I won't.

I promised my mother on her death-bed
I wouldn't go out with any girls.

Now that's a death-bed promise,
and I cannot break a death-bed promise.

Your mother isn't dead ,
Mr Simmons.

But she would die if she knew
I went out with a girl like this.

So it's actually a death-bed promise
in a deeper sense.

Get outta here.

Excuse me, sir, but are you trying
to make him go and report us all?

If you make me go out with this girl ,
I'm going to throw myself off the roof.

Go take a shower!

Do you think demoralising him like this
will make him keep his mouth shut?

If it won't,
then nothing will .

Actually, sir,

I'm much more likely to report you
than Simmons is.

Oh, you know better than
to do that, Mr Marquales.

Besides, you're not
the informer type.

Would reporting you ,
really be informing, sir?

You may not believe this,

but I'm sorry
for what happened .

Yeah, it's true. . . it's true,
I had it in for Georgie.

But I'm sorry for him now.
I'm even sorrier for Major Avery.

I saw that man's
face when he found his...

his son on the
quadrangle this morning...

You really are a con man, sir.

If I didn't know you , I'd think
you were telling the truth.

-H i , Roger.
-Jock, I wanna talk to you .

-I'll be right there, Roger.
-What happened?

Well , Simmons is okay,
but Marquales, I don't know.

Ramey's already questioned those guys,
Jock. They ain't said anything.

Yeah, but Major Avery's gonna put
a lot more pressure on them than that.

Boy, just don't stand there
sipping water. Let's do something.

I'm telling you , Jock,
those freshmen talk,

and we're gone goslings.

Why don't you talk to him ,
Harold? You talk to Marquales.

Let him know how you feel .

Well , all right.
I'll go see what I can do.

Hey, Roger. What'ya
doin' up there, boy?

I'll be dogged if I'm
losing my killer instinct.

Come on up here.

At ease, mister. Rest.

Whoo, them steps are going
to be the death of me.

Phew!

Come on, Mr Marquales,
I gotta have a little talk with you .

Listen...

If you say anything
about what happened last night,

you won't just be
throwing Jock out,

you'd be throwing out me,

Rog and your own roommate.

This is Rog and my
fourth year here, mister.

I know you've just
been here a few months.

Think about what
it means to me and Rog.

You know as well as I do,
we didn't know what Jock was doing.

Do you honestly think that I knew
what Jock was up to?

No, sir.
I know you didn't.

How can you report us, then?

TAN NOY: Attention to orders,
attention to orders.

Cadets Marquales, R, and Simmons, M M,
report to the guard room immediately.

I say again, Cadets Marquales, R,
and Simmons, M M,

report to the guard room
immediately. That is all.

-Cadet Simmons.
-Yes, sir?

Officially, this
investigation is closed .

But my son says he went
into your room last night.

It's hard for me to believe
he'd tell me a deliberate lie.

I want to appeal to you
and to your roommate for the truth.

Did he, or did he not
go into your room?

Well , sir,
I was asleep, sir.

I didn't hear him come into the room ,
if he did .

-Cadet Marquales.
-Yes, sir?

You heard nothing?
My son didn't go into your room?

No, sir.

Let me put something to you
hypothetically, Cadet Marquales.

Let's suppose
that an upperclassman

abused his authority to force
a freshman to break regulations.

Suppose this freshman knew he would
be expelled if he told the truth.

It would be asking a lot to ask that
freshman to tell the truth, wouldn't it?

Well , yes, sir, it would .

And yet, in all fairness,
this freshman didn't

-have to obey illegal orders, did he?
-No, sir.

I don't know what
this school means to you ,

but I do know what
it means to my son.

You look like a decent boy,

and I'm going to make
an appeal to you .

If you've lied ,
tell the truth.

Oh, sure, I'll pitch you
out of this school so fast

it'll make your head swim ,
but I'll respect you as a man.

Well , sir, I ...

I would like very much
to have your respect, sir.

But the truth is, I didn't obey
any illegal orders, sir.

All right. That's all .

I don't guess
you can be blamed .

(CLICKING H EELS)

Standing there doing nothing.
How can you live with yourself, huh?

Coward . Phoney. Leper

HAROLD:
♪ Singing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day

♪ Fare thee well,
fare thee well

♪ Fare thee well ,
my fairest fay ♪

Mr Marquales, don't you stand up

when you enter
an upperclassman's room?

(MARQUALES BREATH ING H EAVILY)

Stand up hard , mister,
and pull your neck back.

Now, you listen to me, Jocko.

I just lied for you ,
and saved your dirty skin.

But if you ever put me through
anything like that again,

so help me, I'll get you ,
if it's the last thing I ever do.

So help me,
I'll break your back.

Do you hear me, Jocko?

Yes, I hear you .

Well , don't you forget it.

(CHATTERING OUTSIDE)

-Hello, Jocko.
-Hello, Cockroach.

-How are you , Jock?
-Fine, Cockroach.

-May I disturb you for a moment, Jock?
-Any time, Cockroach.

-Yahoo!
-Jock, don't!

-Yahoo! Yahoo!
-No, Jock, don't!

This'll get you , boy.
This'll kill you ! Yahoo!

-I'm serious, Jock!
-You're a three dollar bill , Perrin.

-Yahoo!
-Please, don't! Jocko!

Jocko, I just don't understand you .
I swear I don't.

Sometimes you just
upset me so much.

-You still following me around?
-I'm only taking a shower.

What's a cockroach
doing taking a shower?

Jocko, there's something
I want to discuss with you .

Now look, Cockroach, if you don't
stop hanging around me,

I'm gonna get some DDT
and pour it all over you .

-Oh, Jocko, give me that soap!
-There you go.

-(ALL LAUGH ING)
-Please, guys, give me my soap!

-Here, Perrin.
-Jocko, please!

-You want your soap, Perrin?
-Yes, please!

Here, have some soap! Have some soap.
Have some soap, Cockroach.

All right.

Now, I know exactly how you
beat Georgie unconscious.

You got him drunk by sticking
that tube down his throat

and pouring whisky in him .

And if you try and throw me
out of this room ,

I'll go right to Colonel Ramey
with the whole story.

Now, sit down.

Sit.

All I ask of you , Jocko,
is that you be reasonable.

How do you know
I did anything to Georgie?

I oversaw you .

I watched the whole thing
from the gallery.

You oversaw me?

You really are
a cockroach, aren't you?

No, I'm not a cockroach,

I'm a creative writer.

Well , go ahead and laugh,
everyone does.

But I have the fire of genius in me.

I'm sure of it,
practically certain.

I'm not laughing, Perrin.

The artist isn't appreciated
in this country.

Now, here I'm sent by my family
to a military school for discipline.

While, in Europe,
with my talent,

why, I'd already be famous.

Now, you may
not believe this,

but most of the cadets
around here regard me as a creep.

Well , you know
how they are, Perrin.

All they think about
is football and things like that.

What do you have
in these notebooks?

It's a novel .

-Semi-biography.
-No kidding.

Yeah.

And you're the hero of it, Jock.

Well , what's the
point of that, Perrin?

Well ...

I'm sort of
your Boswell , Jock.

Every great hero
has his biographer.

Of course, you realise
I've only used you as my inspiration.

But it's all here.
The facts, I mean.

Would you like me to read you
just a brief little excerpt?

I'd love to hear some of it.

Would you?

Oh, I was hoping you'd say that.

I hope you like it.

I do. . . I do hope you like my style.

I'll just start here, with chapter 92.

"The trembling rats
lay sweating in their beds

"as the footsteps of the Major
pounded in utter silence on the gallery.

"The hulking beast crouched
behind the uniforms

"like an unborn foetus."

This is the part where Gatt
is hidden in the press

and the freshmen
pretend to be asleep.

And the Major
comes up to inspect.

Of course you realise I have
changed the names of the characters.

I call you N ight Boy.

You call me what?

N ight Boy.

That's the title of the book, too.

Night Boy.

Isn't that poetic?

Now just let me read you
a part of this.

-I think I get the general idea.
-Does this bore you?

Oh, no.

Do you like my style?

I've worked terribly
hard on my style.

-It's original , don't you think?
-There's no doubt about it, Perrin.

You have talent.

Thank you .
I appreciate that.

Of course, nobody'd ever
believe the story.

But the style is magnificent.

I rather like the story.

Well , don't worry. I'll disguise it
before I ever show it to anybody.

This is strictly
between you and me, Jock.

All I wanna have is
your confidence and your friendship.

Well , you have that, Perrin.

I had no idea
you were so talented .

PERRIN :
Well , I'll be around , Jock.

Sure.

Come around and
read me the next chapter.

Of course, you realise
I'm pretty busy, though.

Well , don't worry,
I won't bother you .

But I'll be around .

Fine. I'll see you later.

(DOOR CLOSING)

I thought you couldn't
stand that guy?

Man, I never
knew you liked him .

I don't.

What's he doing in here, anyhow?

He was reading me a book.

(CHAIR SMASH ING)

Cockroach writes.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

Halt.

Present. . . arms!

-One, two, three, four.
-OFFICER: Prepare arms!

Come on, Simmons.

I'm hurrying as best as I can.

Look, Simmons, you wanna
go with me to a movie,

or you want to go
with Jocko to meet Rosebud?

I am hurrying the
fastest that I can.

Listen, Simmons,
if you're not ready...

All right, that's enough out of you ,
Mr Marquales.

Just don't go giving me orders, see.

You're a freshman. I don't ta...

Rest.

Mr Simmons, don't you and I
have a date tonight?

Look, Jocko, don't you think
this joke's gone far enough?

Mr Simmons, you be at the
Hair of the Hound club in an hour.

And that's an order.

I won't go.
This is a free country.

Go on, get dressed .
I'll go with you .

You are a hypocrite.
You really are.

You want me to have to
go out with this girl .

Listen, Simmons, I'm trying to help you .
Now go on and get ready.

Oh, I don't want
to meet any girl .

Well , you're bigger
than she is, Simmons.

You can always punch her
in the nose.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

This place ain't really very cultured .

This hotly seasoned Italian food
gives me a case of indigestion.

(SIGH ING)

I think I'll have me a lamb chop.

Oh,

that's an excellent choice,
Sugar Bug.

They're noted for their
juicy lamb chops here.

Don't call me "Sugar Bug".
I ain't no bee.

I'm sorry, Angel Turkey.

Would you greatly mind
calling me by my given Christian name?

Now do you know I don't know your. . .
I don't know your name.

What is your name, hon?

(GIGGLING)
My name's Peony.

Peony.

Well , I thought you . . .
I thought you said you weren't a flower.

-Peony ain't no flower.
-Oh, no?

It's a musical instrument,
like a guitar, only little.

Mm-hmm .

What's more, I don't know
what you want to take me here for

when we can dine and dance
down at the hotel .

This place hasn't
got no culture at all .

Look at all that
old sawdust on the floor.

Well , honey,

sawdust on the floor
is considered very chi-chi .

It's considered what?

Considered chi-chi .

You know, fashionable.
The thing.

Don't talk that Italian to me.
I'm an American.

Jo! Jo!

-H i . You ready to order?
-Mm-hmm .

I'll order, and then I'll go upstairs
and get your date.

What date?

Don't you remember that very cultured
gentleman I told you about?

The boy I want you to meet?

Oh, yeah.

But I thought you
was my date this evening.

Well , we're both
your date, honey.

Oh.

But isn't that a little crowded?

Not really.

Jo!

Er...

We'll have, er. . .
we'll have two antipastos,

and then we'll have
a bottle of red wine.

And I'll have
veal scallopini ,

and a nice, juicy lamb chop
for the young lady.

Excuse me, Lotus Petal .

I'll be right back.

He wouldn't dare bring a girl in here.
They have their shirts off.

Oh, relax, Simmons.

My two favourite freshmen.

And my favourite
freshman of them all .

She's downstairs.
She's dying to meet you .

-Is there really a girl downstairs?
-Yes, there is.

At the moment,
she's eating a lamb chop.

When she sees a lamb chop,
those little white teeth of hers

just snap automatically.
I guess it's the beast in her.

Mr Simmons, you're
looking a little bloated today.

Excuse me, but what are you trying to
accomplish by having him meet this girl?

You be quiet, Mr Marquales.

Mr Simmons, I imagine that you ,
like most of us,

have dreamed in your lonely hours
of meeting a girl

who isn't the higgling,
picky type.

You just treat her
like Duchess Poop-a-doop.

Every once in a while,
toss her a lamb chop.

And , before you
can say "whoops",

you'll be known around the campus
as Casanova Simmons.

Now, let's get spick and span
for Rosebud .

Wait a minute, Jocko,
what's the point of this?

A man has to have
a hobby, Mr Marquales.

De Paris!

You're under arrest.

Well , what do you mean,
I'm under arrest?

I mean just what I said .

Get your hat. I'm taking you
back to the barracks.

By whose order
am I under arrest?

Order of Major Avery.
Come on.

Let's go.

Come on, Simmons,
we better see what's going on.

AVERY:
Come in.

Here's Cadet De Paris, sir.

Thank you .
That's all .

Cadet De Paris,

do you always go on general leave
when you're on guard duty?

When I'm what, sir?

I said , do you always
go on general leave

when you're on guard duty?

I'm not on guard duty, sir.

Here's your name,
right on the guard list.

I was relieved of guard duty
last week by Colonel Ramey, sir.

-You were?
-Yes, sir.

Oh.

Yes. I , er...

see a note about it there.

That was very careless
of me, De Paris.

Well , sir, anyone
can make a mistake.

Of course. Certainly.

And I'm sorry, really sorry.

Look, Cadet De Paris,

I got you here
on a ruse, really.

Actually, I have no business
questioning you at all .

But I did want to
ask you one thing.

Yes, sir?

It's about my son, George.

Yes, sir?

As ridiculous as it is, he...

he insists that you're responsible
for his difficulties.

I didn't bother to ask you about it
before because it's...

well , it's so absurd . It...

Well , sir, I don't see
how he maintains

I'm responsible for his difficulties.

H is story is ridiculous.

He claims that he didn't have
anything to drink that night.

And that you and some other cadet
he couldn't recognise

beat him up, dressed him
and put him on the quadrangle.

Does he, sir?

Yes, he does.

And , as ridiculous as it is, I ...

I thought I'd ask you about it anyhow.

-Did you do that, Cadet De Paris?
-No, sir.

It's a feeble tale.

Besides, after all ,
the boy was dead drunk.

You can't get around that.
The State Police themselves say so.

And that makes his charge against you
obviously so much...

nonsense.

Well , sir, as sympathetic
as I am to your son,

I must admit I'm certainly
glad that test was made.

It makes hash out of his statement
that he wasn't drinking.

Obviously, he was drinking.

And if he's lying about that,
he must be lying about everything else.

There's no way a man can
get drunk and not drink.

Is there, Cadet De Paris?

No, sir.

You'd better get on
back to your date.

Yes, sir.

Oh, er...

by the way, Cadet De Paris.

-Yes, sir?
-At ease.

Do you happen to know
what a gag reflex is?

A what, sir?

A gag reflex.

You mean like
motion sickness, sir?

Now, Cadet De Paris,

don't tell me you . . .
you don't know what a gag reflex is.

If you put your finger
down your throat, you gag.

That's right, sir.

Suppose you put...

put any foreign object
down your throat,

say a rubber tube,
you'd do the same thing.

It's the gag reflex.

It happens even
when you're unconscious.

It does, sir?

Yes. Yes, it does.

That's how they put tubes
down people's throats when they...

have to pump out their stomachs

if they've swallowed poison
or sleeping pills.

By the same token,

you could put something
into the stomach

as well as take it out.

If you had some sort of
apparatus to do it with.

Come here.

Well , Cadet De Paris?

Well , sir?

This is how you did it.

Did what, sir?

Poured a pint of
whisky into that boy.

I didn't have any proof before,
but I've got proof now.

Sir, I swear to you , I don't know
what on Earth you're talking about.

You know very well
what I'm talking about.

You seem to be
saying I put that tube

down your son's throat
and poured whisky in him .

I can't believe you'd make an
unfounded , crazy charge as that, sir.

What would you say if I told you
that, after I found this,

I took it to the
State Police lab,

and that the technician there
discovered whisky in this tube?

How did that whisky
get in there, Cadet De Paris?

It didn't, sir. That lab technician
didn't find anything.

-You're bluffing, sir.
-Am I?

Then let me ask you
why you're so sure.

How do you know
there's no whisky in there?

Well , sir, it's got to
be one of two things.

Either this is
all your imagination,

in which case there'd
be no whisky in that tube,

or you're right,
I did it all , just as you say.

Now, sir, if I was
such a Machiavellian,

crafty, conniving character
as all that,

would I be so stupid
as to leave whisky in that tube

for you to come along and find it?

I don't think so, sir.

It stands to reason that thing
would be washed with loving care.

Of course, sir, you could have put
whisky there for the police to find .

I wouldn't think
of such a thing.

Well , it's too late
to do it now, sir.

All right.

But you're not
getting away with this.

Getting away
with what, sir?

You know perfectly well .
Cut out the acting, De Paris.

I'm not acting, sir.

You're the one that's acting.

All this stuff about my name
being on the guard list,

all this poop about
your son's story being ridiculous.

Who are you kidding, Major?

You young scoundrel , don't you
provoke me. I'm warning you .

You want to know what happened , sir?

I'll tell you what happened .

You sure will .

You'll tell me right now,

and then you'll go with me
and tell Colonel Ramey.

Well ,

this is
what happened , sir.

Your son got blind drunk,
fell down a flight of stairs,

and passed out
on the quadrangle.

The sad fact is,
he's had a nervous breakdown.

Well , if you want
my advice, sir,

then I suggest you put
your son in a sanitarium .

He's a very sick boy, sir,
and it would be best for him to...

to be separated for a while
from you and Mrs Avery.

You know, they say these
mental breakdowns often come

from a lack of
harmony in the home.

(HARD SLAP)

No disrespect intended
toward you and Mrs Avery, sir.

I'm sure both of you
have tried very hard

to be good parents to Georgie.

You liar! Tell the truth!
Tell me the truth, you liar!

Lucky for you , sir,
I'm not a vindictive person.

You've just done me
a terrible injustice.

Jocko, that was
a magnificent performance.

Harold .

I think we just lost
ourselves a major.

ROGER:
What are you doing in here, mister?

I've come to ask
you and Mr Koble

to meet me and my roommate
in the armoury after inspection, sir.

Meet in the
armoury for what?

To talk about reporting
Mr De Paris, sir.

Reporting De Paris?

How can we report De Paris?

Well ...

your roommate's
Cadet Colonel , sir.

We could just go to him
and tell him the whole story.

Lord , he'd . . .
he'd report us all .

We'd . . . Every one of
us would be expelled .

That's why I thought we ought
to meet and talk it over.

Look, I . . . I ain't about to go
to the armoury, mister, with you .

Well , in that case,

we'll just have to
meet without you .

But remember, sir,
if any one of us talks, that's enough.

Now. . . wait a minute.

Jocko, he's gonna kill us all .

He won't know
anything about it, sir.

Will you ask Mr Koble
to come along with you?

(DISTANT CHATTERING)

What was that freshman
doing in our room , Roger?

Oh, nothing, Laurie.

He was just visiting.

If Jocko hears about this, Mr Marquales,
he's gonna kill you .

This meeting wasn't my idea, sir.

I never told him we should
give ourselves up.

Well , I ain't about
to give myself up.

Relax, boy, there's nobody
giving themselves up.

Who in the Sam H ill you think
you are anyway, Robert?

Going around acting
like a durned hero.

I'm not trying to
act like a hero, sir.

Those are exactly
my own sentiments, sir.

He is definitely
trying to act heroic.

Come on now,
let's stop acting like a Dumb John.

-But, sir. . .
-Shut up!

HAROLD:
What are you trying to do, Robert?

Clear your own conscience
at our expense?

Why should we take the blame
for another guy's meanness?

We didn't do it, Jock did it.

That's right,
Jock did it.

I don't even know what is going on.

None of us here had no idea he was
planning on doing all that to Georgie,

let alone the Major.

Jock doesn't have anything
against the Major

any more than he
does against Georgie.

It was obvious last night
who he's really against.

-Who's he against, Robert?
-Everybody, sir.

HAROLD:
May well be.

There's nothing we can do about it.
Now is there, mister?

Is there one blessed thing
that we can do about it?

Listen, sir,

ever since
I come to this school ,

people have been calling me "mister"
and asking me stupid questions.

Now, what is this place, anyhow?
What's wrong with us?

We're letting Jocko De Paris
use us just as he pleases,

and even now we're going
to let him get away with it.

Are we so used to obeying orders
we lost our guts?

Whatever we decide here,
I know one thing...

I'm leaving this school .

I feel like a misfit.

I don't belong here.

It's wrong to blame
the school , Robert.

It ain't the school's fault
about Jocko.

Shoot, that boy'd been the way he is
no matter where he'd gone.

Now, Harold , you know he flourished
here like a toadstool in a swamp.

School ain't no swamp.

This is a good college,
and you may not belong here,

but this is a good college.

You know yourself, the Major
broke Jock of his rank just last year.

Broke his rank?

A sadistic bully,
and they break his rank.

Now you tell me why they
didn't get really tough with him?

Well , I don't know.

I just don't think you're right
about the school , Robert.

I'd be very glad , sir,
if you could prove me wrong.

HAROLD:
Well , it's easy for you to talk

'cause you're planning
on leaving anyhow.

How about the rest of us?

Me and old Roger
got a lot to lose.

Gonna get dishonourable
discharges.

Credits won't be
no good at another school .

Three years we've spent here ain't
going to amount to a doggone thing.

I know that, sir.

That's why I thought
we ought to have this little talk

before anybody does anything.

Hey, Roger?

-Are you in here? Roger?
-(HAROLD INAU DIBLE)

Laurie?

Over here.

Here we are, honey.

Here we are, baby.

What's he look like, this fella?

Who, Simmons?

Well , now,
he's very handsome,

and he's intelligent,
and he's very cultured .

Well , I hope I get
to meet him this time.

The very idea, leaving me sat
in that café like a nun, alone.

If that sailor hadn't come along,
I don't even know how I'da got home.

-Don't worry, honey.
-PERRIN : Jocko!

-This time there's not going to be any interrup. . .
-PERRIN : Jocko!

-Jocko, I want to speak to you a moment.
-Later.

Get rid of this girl
and come along with me.

I want to talk to you
about the last chapter.

I'm not in the mood
for literature tonight.

Jocko, the last chapter
is going to be gruesome.

Fine. Fine, you just. . . You just
write it up. I'm sure it'll be fine.

PERRIN :
But I don't want to write that.

It's not the ending I had in mind .

Yeah, well , you just, er...

use that style of yours.
I'm sure it will be fine.

-Curfew's midnight tonight, boy.
-Yeah, fine. I'll see you later, Perrin.

Here we are, Angel Turkey.

(MAN WOLF-W H ISTLING)

MAN :
Boy, a walking, talking doll !

This place looks fun.
I feel like I've been here before.

We were here yesterday, hon.

Oh.

I like those old , foreign countries,
and all this old sawdust

and all this old , hotly seasoned food .

Did you notice that cadet?

Yes, I saw him .

What do you make of him?

H is legs was too long.

(CH UCKLING)

I don't. . . I don't mean that,
Rosebud .

I mean the sign.

It looks a little nicer
here today.

All cadets and none
of them foreigners.

Let's get outta here.

-But I haven't eaten yet.
-Come on.

I haven't eaten yet.

Well , I'm getting outta here.

Excuse me, sir, but you
weren't leaving, were you?

Mr Simmons is upstairs waiting to
meet the girl , according to your orders.

Well , you , er. . .
you tell him to forget it.

But, sir, there's someone
else waiting to meet you .

-Who?
-Some cadets, sir.

Would you like to come up?

-Why not?
-No reason at all , sir.

See you later, Rosebud .

Well , fellas, this looks like
quite a party.

Am I invited?

You're the guest of honour.

Sit down on that chair.

De Paris, the men in this room ,
and the men outside,

don't intend to let you get away with
what you've done to Major Avery.

Well , he hit me.

And , I must say, I'd . . .
I'd used every bit of restraint

refraining from
knocking his head off.

Who do you think you are?
The Ku Klux Klan?

If I'd done something
wrong, Corger,

why haven't I been reported
to a regular Honour Court?

Because an Honour Court
couldn't make you sign this statement.

We can.

(CH UCKLING)

You guys really do think
you're the Ku Klux Klan, don't you?

Do you realise that what you are doing
is completely illegal?

Every one of you guys
could be expelled for this.

For what we're doing to you ,
we could get a lot worse.

JOCKO:
You certainly could .

I've been abducted
in a public restaurant.

I think you're all
out of your minds.

All right, De Paris,
now you read this.

And sign it.

Read it!

(LAUGH ING)

This is crazy!

I never did any of this.
Who says I did this?

Go ahead and sign, De Paris.
You're not fooling anybody in this room .

I deny these charges,
and I challenge you to prove them .

Witnesses have
testified against you .

Now you'd better sign
while you're still able to.

Well , let me see
these witnesses.

Bring them in.
Let them say this to my face.

All right, bring them in.

These men accuse me of this?

That's right.

You can question them
if you want to.

Harold , is this true?
Did you guys tell these stories about me?

Yeah, Jock.

Why, Harold? What for?

Don't you remember
the bull sessions, Harold?

The good times?

Jocko, I still think you've
got quite a sense of humour,

but, boy, you're about the lowest
darn creature I've ever seen in my life.

JOCKO:
Okay, I'll tell the truth.

We know the truth
already, De Paris.

You just sign this statement.

No, I can't sign that statement

'cause there's something in it
that isn't true at all .

Sure, Georgie was framed ,
but my hands are clean.

Gatt beat him up, those
freshmen poured whisky in him ,

and Koble carried him
down to the quadrangle.

And why did all this happen
in the first place?

It was a...

a practical joke that Gatt and Koble
and I were playing on Georgie.

This was no practical joke.

It was a deliberate, cold-blooded
plan to ruin him and Major Avery.

And you engineered it.

No, that's not true at all . And that's
why I can't sign that statement.

You guys are nuts!

Who would believe
all this bunk, anyhow?

How could I make
Gatt beat up Georgie?

He's twice my size.
And these freshmen,

did I hold a pistol to their heads
and make them do this?

Did I?

No.

Oh, no, no.
They're just as guilty as I am .

Oh, I get it.
I get it, Corger.

I get it. You're trying
to get these boys off.

They rat on me like
a bunch of stinking cowards,

and you're trying to
get them off.

You don't care anything
about Major Avery at all .

It's these guys you care about.
Oh, clever, very clever.

These men gave
themselves up voluntarily,

knowing they were ending
their careers at this school .

(LAUGH ING LOU DLY)

Don't make me laugh,
Corger.

All I want out of you is your signature
on this statement right now.

I'm not signing anything.

You've got one minute to sign.

I'll . . . I'll tell you
what I'll do, Corger.

(U NZIPPING)

I'll make a...

I'll make a deal with you .

-Fifty seconds.
-You let me go.

I don't care about
the school anyway.

You let me go after I sign.
I'll go tonight. I'll take a train.

And you want to make
a really good deal?

Thirty-five seconds.

I'll scratch the names
of these men off.

Let them go. I don't care.

I can see you're more
sympathetic to them , anyhow.

And , I must admit,
they're really not to blame.

Twenty-five seconds.

Now, you must admit, I'm being
very truthful and honest, fellas.

Now, it's not
that I'm afraid .

I mean, what can you
do to me anyway?

Except beat me up,
or something like that?

Ten seconds.

I'm not going to sign
unless you promise to let me go.

Five, four, three, two...

Okay. Okay, I'll sign.

You see, fellas,
I'm scratching off their names.

Don't scratch anything off,
just sign!

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir, I'll sign.

Now, fellas, I'll go with you
to the Colonel ,

and I'll take the blame
for everything.

Hamilton! Roger!
Let's get him out of here.

Fellas! We made a deal !
We made a deal !

All right, let's go.

-Hey, put that jukebox on!
-(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

Where are you taking him?
What are you going to do with him?

-Can I come?
-JOCKO: Perrin, call the cops.

-Call the cops, Perrin.
-Oh, I couldn't interfere, Jocko.

-All right, put him in!
-JOCKO: That creep knew the whole thing.

He never said a word .

He's lying.
I didn't know nothing.

All right, fellas, let's go.
Come on, Koble.

Get lost, boy!

Please, let me in.
Let me in!

Bye, N ight Boy.

Where are you
taking me, fellas?

(CH UCKLING)

You're just trying
to scare me, is that it?

Why, you . . . you wouldn't do
anything to me, would you , fellas?

You wouldn't beat up
a helpless man?

I can't believe college cadets
would do a thing like that.

You wouldn't dare. I see
through a bunch of peasants like you .

You're just trying
to make me crawl , is that it?

That's it, isn't it?
You want to make me crawl , huh?

Listen to me.

You're a bunch
of stupid jerks!

You're nothing!
You're nothing! You're nothing!

(SPITTING)

All right. All right.
All right. All right.

You can't do anything
to me, anyhow.

Nothing.

You'll find out the man you're dealing
with is a man named Jocko De Paris.

You'll find out that my name
is not Charles L Chickenfeathers.

My name is Jocko De Paris.

That's right.

And that name means guts,
and brains, and will power!

I'll laugh at what
you do to me!

Ha!

Let's go.

All right, give me the blindfold .

Harold . . .
Leave me alone!

Come here, De Paris.
Get up here.

U p against this tree.
Now hold him here.

-Blindfold .
-Here.

Corger. Corger, you call . . .
you call this fair play, huh?

You call this fair play?
You're all a bunch of morbid slobs!

All right, hold him !
Grab his legs!

All right, De Paris.
Come on, this way.

Where are we?
Where are we?

(TRAIN HORN )

-What are we near the tracks for?
-Come on, De Paris.

You wouldn't do anything
foolish, would you?

Stand back, mister.

You'll all go to jail .
You'll all go...

Please, fellas, don't
do anything to me.

Harold? Harold?

-Harold , I played fair, didn't I?
-Come on, De Paris.

I did what you wanted me to,
didn't I , Harold?

-Come on, on your feet, boy.
-Harold , didn't I?

Come on, De Paris.

Come on, let's go.

(TRAIN HORN )

Come on.

-Come on, De Paris, on your feet.
-Didn't I , Harold?

Let's go, boy.

No. No, please, fellas,
don't do anything.

I don't want to die!
I don't want to die!

-(SCREAMING)
-(TRAIN HORN )

All right, take him off.

All I ask for is justice.

That's all , fellas.
Please, don't do anything to me.

Please.

(SN I FFING)
Please.

(TRAIN HORN )

I'll be back!
I'll get you guys!

You can't do this
to Jocko De Paris!

I'll get you guys!

I'll be back!

I'll be back!

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