All language subtitles for Flight from Ashiya (1964).en

(SCREAMING)

(BEEPING)

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

(SPEAKING JAPANESE ON RADIO)

Why do they name
typhoons after woman?

Come on, baby.
What's he saying?

Why don't you learn to speak
Japanese for yourself,
Mike Takashima?

Wind velocity,
85 miles per hour.

Taxi!

Well, it looked like a taxi.

Maybe that's
the reason they name
typhoons after dames, baby.

Come on,
let's make a run for it.

-Morning.
-Good morning, Colonel.

What have we got?

There's no change.

Could be a little worse.

-Okay. Thanks very much.
-Yes, sir.

26 degrees, 20 minutes North.

123 degrees, 27 minutes East.

Roger.

(ALARM RINGING)

Ten-hut.

-Good morning, sir.
-Good morning.

This is Ashiya airbase.

Ashiya Hikojyo.

Hi.

Is Captain Jim
Anderson registered there?

Anderson-san kudasai.

Anderson-san kudasai.

Hi. Lie. I do not
know his room number.

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

Never mind.
Thank you very much.

Domo arigato.

Good morning, gentleman.
I trust you slept well.

Okay, gents. Here it is.

A Japanese freighter broke up
in typhoon Kathy
right about, uh, here.

If you have
nothing better to do,

they'd appreciate it
if you flew down there
and picked them up.

-Trouble.
-Right here, Colonel.

Captain Cooper
and his crew are
ready for takeoff.

I'm trying to round up
somebody to fly cover.

-What's the hold up?
-Captain Deeds is
still in the hospital.

-What about Carson?
-Well, Carson and

Lundquist are marooned
up at the dam.

Power lines out.
I've been trying to
run down Jim Anderson.

No, that's no good.
He's still on furlough.

Well,
there's nobody else, Colonel.

I see.

Well, I'm still
qualified in the SA-16.
I'll fly cover.

-Well,
that would certainly help.
-What's the crew?

Lieutenant Gregg
is your co-pilot.

Captain Sumpter's navigator

Sergeant Garrison is flight
engineer and Airman Dennis
is on the radio.

Paramedics are
Takashima and Smith.

Lieutenant Gregg, co-pilot.

Mmm-hmm.

-Okay, thanks a lot.
-Yes, sir.

-Good morning, sir.
-Good morning.

-Good morning, Colonel.
-Oh, Lieutenant.

Well, seems we'll be
flying together again.

I'm flying cover.

Yes, sir.

It's been a long time.

Yes, sir, it has.

I'll start
the pre-flight check, sir.

Okay.

How do you like that?

Somebody had to
fly the mission.

Yeah, but why Stevenson?

He works for
the Inspector General now.
He doesn't fly missions.

Look, you got no
sweat with Stevenson.

You've been flying as
well as you ever did.

Yes. Co-pilot.

And never with
Stevenson in the left seat.

It had to happen
sooner or later.

You'll be okay.

Yeah.

Well, I better start
that pre-flight check.

Is that you, Colonel?

Yeah.

Let's go!

I'll pick you up
after school, buddy boy.

Don't get your
feet wet, Captain.

-Good morning, Major.
-Good morning, Miss Caroll.

Smoke?

I don't smoke when I sleep.

Smart.

Might stunt your growth.

Take over. I'm gonna
get a cup of coffee.

How's our boy doing, Colonel?

He'll be okay.

Just a little jumpy
flying with me again.
That's all.

-That'll wear off.
-Sure.

I killed them.
I killed them all.

What are you doing
in Germany, Colonel?

Studying rotor wing operation.

How do you like that?

Colonel Glenn Stevenson
flying co-pilot for me.

You escaped from prison camp.

Shot down 19 Japanese planes.

Of course,
you wouldn't know it, sir,
but you were my pacer.

You know like
milers pace each other
to break their own record.

While I was still at
Princeton, I picked you.

I even kept
a press book on you
to keep myself on my toes.

And after I enlisted, I kept
telling myself "Now, there's
a man you have to beat."

So how did you do?

Just my luck.

We won the war before I had
a chance to fight.

I guess that was
a lucky break for me, huh.

So, here I am.

The Flying Boy
Scouts hauling vaccine
for the Red Cross.

Down there, sir. On our right.

That's where the trouble is.

Yeah, you can see
the avalanche is
all along there.

Yeah. It's getting hairy.

You're telling me.

Now you'll have a chance
to see what these coffee
grinders can really do.

High tension cables,
all through here.

Colonel.

I think I'd better set it down
and see what we can do.

Starting up again if there
is a wind is murder.

How long do you
think we'll be?

I don't know.
Just as long as it takes.

Well, I guess I
better save the fuel then.

(ENGINE SWITCHES OFF)

Here.

We are 28.
From a village of 100.

Last night, we took
refuge on the church top.

Below, there's a woman.
Her baby comes too soon,
from shock.

Pick six or seven of
the roughest cases.
That's all we can take back.

You take care of the others.

I'll treat them later.
This one can't wait.

Okay.

Okay.
Here we go.

By the looks of it, this is
the first time for both of us.

What are you
standing around for?

They think we're
gonna take them all back.
How can I tell them?

Now look, I told you to pick
the most critical.

Look.

I can't pick who's
gonna live or die.
I'm not God.

No, you're not God.

You're an aircraft commander
responsible for this mission.

Now pick your people and get
them aboard while you've still
got an aircraft to command.

(BABY CRYING)

It's a boy.

You mind taking care
of the mother, sir?

Sure.

Steve?

Loyal Japanese
patriots are dying in battle
for need of medical supplies.

So then understand that I
couldn't in honor give any
of this medicine to an enemy.

You Japanese!

What the hell
are you staring at?

Get a move on, Takashima.

Move!

(BABY CRYING)

Break the news to them.
That's all we can carry.

We'll try to get back.
That's all.

Tell them. Come on.

Tell them.

We uh...

I can't. I can't.

Tell them we're taking
off now. Our plane can only
carry eight people.

You have the supplies we've
left. We'll make every
effort to get back.

Go ahead. Tell them.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

Well, don't just
stand there looking at me.
What the hell can we do?

They'll all be dead by
morning. Couldn't we take
at least one more?

We can't take one more.
Let's go!

We're overloaded as it is.

All right.
Stand back everybody.

Stand back.

(STARTS ENGINE)

Two more trips
would do it, sir.

Look, Lieutenant,
there's 20 people back there.

You can carry eight.

We've already
evacuated the serious cases.

Now there's no active need
for medical supplies.

We can carry 10 each trip.

Buddy boy, you have been
reading your boy scout manual.

Take a look at this weather.
It's closing in.

You don't really think it's
possible to get this chopper
up there and back.

Even if we only make it once,
we save 10 lives.

-We lose all 20
if we don't try.
-Well, I just can't...

You all look
like you could use
a cup of coffee.

Yeah, we could, Miss Caroll.
Thanks.

I think we'll need it.

Because it looks
like we're going back.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Lieutenant!

Welcome to
the Flying Boy Scouts.

Well...

Well, I'll stock up on dextran
and penicillin and a big load
of bouillon cubes.

There's no room
for you this trip.

We're trying to
lighten the load
to carry more survivors.

I only want
a one way ticket...

To set up a corner drug store
and lunch counter.

In case you get delayed
on that second trip...

Okay, Sergeant. Go ahead.

Takashima.

I, uh... I want to apologize
for what happened up
there at the church.

No sweat, Colonel.

It was just
something I couldn't...

I guess these
things run pretty deep.

If that's all, sir.
I will get the supplies.

Yeah, that's all, Sergeant.

The landing field's gone.

I can find it.

Gregg, you're starting
an avalanche.

The rotors are starting
an avalanche.

(SCREAMING)

I killed them.

Cut it out.

I killed them all.

You're still in command
of this chopper, Lieutenant.

Take the controls.

Listen to me.

Take the controls!

Take them!

Come on. Move. Take 'em.

Now fly it!

Take it easy, John.

Careful now.

Watch it.

That was a pretty
lousy landing, son.

Let's take it up
and try it again.

Yes, sir.

Well, come on, let's go.

You wanted action, you got it.

I killed them all.

You're gonna take
this thing up. Now.

-Oh, no, I can't.
-I gave you an order,
Lieutenant.

Take it up.

-I killed them all.
-Take it up!

I can't! I can't!

294, this is 296. Over!

Colonel. Colonel.

296. Go ahead, Stevenson.

Stand by, Colonel.

I've got a target. Dead ahead.

Raft.

Crew, from pilot.
Put on your Mae Wests.

Binoculars, Dennis.

Here. I'll take it.

Engineer from pilot.

Prepare to drop
a smoke bomb at 2,000 feet.

Find out what kind
of a sea we have here.

From 060 degrees at 20 knots
with a quartering
crosswind of 30 knots.

All in all.
A nice confused sea.

Complex sea. Wind wrong.

And eight to ten foot swells.

Our radio operator
hasn't been able to contact
any surface craft in the area

near enough to pick them up.

What does your boy report?

I'll let you know.

Radio from pilot. Any luck?

Report negative, sir.

I haven't been able
to establish radio contact
with any shipping in the area.

Keep trying.

Cooper, this is Stevenson.

We still have
negative radio contact.

Colonel,
I'm gonna drop a MA-1 kit
and attempt a landing.

Right.
Take it easy and good luck.

We'll back you up.

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

Flaps 40.

Flaps up.

-Sumpter.
-Yes, sir.

Put down in your log.

Captain Cooper crashed
into the sea at 1354 hours.

Crew,
take positions for scanning.

Search for possible survivors.

Do you see anything, Gregg?

No, sir. I don't see anything.

Sumpter?

Nothing, sir.

Garrison?

Do you see anything?

Nothing of
Cooper's plane, sir.

Nothing, sir.

Dennis,
have you been able to raise
any surface craft?

Negative, sir.
No radio contact.

General Stevenson,
Mike Takashima.

Yes. What is it?

Sergeant Smith and I
request
permission to jump, sir.

Someone has to show them
what that rescue kit is for.

Have you figured the risk in
jumping and landing
in these conditions?

Yes, sir.

Only...
There's just two of us,
but twelve of them.

All right, it's up to you.

What altitude do you want?

We'll jump at 1,000 feet, sir.

1,000 will do.

He says 1,000 feet.

Good luck.

-Here, Charlie.
-Okay, G.I.

-Charlie.
-Ok, G.I.

Over here.
Here.

Colonel. This is Garrison.

I'm prepared to
drop a smoke bomb.

If you want to
attempt a landing, sir.

I'll tell you what I wanna do,
when I'm ready.

Captain Cooper just
had a bad break, sir.

I'll decide that, Sergeant.

Colonel, this is Sumpter.
May I say something?

What is it?

Well, if it concerns you, sir,
I'm sure I speak
for the entire crew.

We'll be quite willing
to attempt a landing.

I take that for granted.

It seems pretty
lousy if Captain Cooper
and the others

if somehow they got
scratched for nothing.

Look,
son, you just simmer down
and do your job.

Randy, Randy.
Hey, call the radio.

-And get
Stevenson on the horn.
-Okay.

294, over.

294, over.

This is Stevenson. Go ahead.

Colonel.
This is Mike Takashima.

The situation
here is critical.

You'll have to do
the best you can.

These people need immediate
hospitalization. Over.

We are trying to make
radio contact with shipping.

We'll send help
as soon as we can.

We can't wait for
that kind of help.

Takashima,
you can't save them all.

You can't save
the whole world.

No matter how many I save,

I'll always be one short.

Nothing has changed
in our favor, Sergeant.

We'll have no better
chance than Cooper.

-Colonel?
-That's it.

These things run deep.

MIKE: Do you hear me, Colonel?

You said that,
these things run deep.

Now listen,
Takashima and listen good.

I will not risk
the lives of my crew,

just to prove that
I don't hate Japanese.

Not to you, or myself
or anybody else.

That's your decision?
That's it.

That's my decision.

First they
probably thought there
was no hope of being rescued.

They just get used to that
idea and we show up.

To give them back hope.

It isn't fair.

What do you
mean it isn't fair?

We just sacrificed seven lives

for those Japanese down there.

We don't owe
those people anything.

WOMAN: Don't hate, Steve.

Not because of them.

Because of what
it will do to you.

Mark down in the log.

Nickel, steel, Manila,
and Maria,
Christina, Mindanao,

May 27th, 1941.

Are you Mr. Glenn Stevenson?

That's right.

They tell me you are shuttling
supplies to the earthquake
area at Lake Lanao.

-I am.
-Will you take me down?

I don't think those
people are in the mood
for sight seers at the moment.

I'm not a tourist.

I'm a newspaper man.

And I don't mean,
take me down for free.

You are a newspaper man?

Yes.

Well.

I didn't know reporters
came looking like you.

-I also take pictures.
-You do, uh?

Well, okay, but you better
get out of those clothes,

and into slacks,
that's rough
country down there.

Where do I unearth
a pair of ladies pants
around here, Mr. Stevenson?

You just wait a minute.

Follow me. Tight squeeze, eh?

-Here, try these.
-(GIGGLING)

-Where are you in from?
-New York.

-I'm Caroline Gordon.
-Oh!

I knew I hadn't
seen you around Manila.

I got a lousy
memory for names,

but I never forget a leg.

You peeked.

No, I didn't.
I looked.

Grab a seat and
fasten the safety belt.

Can I ride with you?

I got a ride, I'll meet
you back here in a week.

I forgot to pay you.

That's okay.

You will.

Caroline!

Caroline!

You stupid little broad.

Where have you been?

Hello to you too.

I have been looking
to hell and gone for you.

I have been right here.

-At lovely Lake Lanao.
-Who is this?

I just got adopted
by an orphan child.

Oh, fine, fine, fine.

What... Hey, he is a cute one.

Don't you know what
can happen to you down here?

Floods,
earthquakes, epidemics.

It's bad enough when
you are used to this climate.

Why, Mr. Stevenson.

You care.

Yeah.

Hey.

Wake up.

(WHISTLING)
Come to.

Wake up.

Where is the baby?

I gave him to the Red Cross.

He is in good hands.

Thank you.

Why didn't you send word
that you were all right?

I have been thinking
all kinds of things.

Have you, Mr. Stevenson?

Yes, I have.

That was the idea,

when I changed into
these in front of you.

-Huh?
-A cheap woman's trick.

I see.

You know there were times when
I was very happy to
meet you, Mr. Stevenson.

What times?

When I tried to
get some sleep.

I could turn off those kids

and turn you on.

-You are very nice in
my sleep, Mr. Stevenson.
-No, no, no.

Now, don't go to sleep again.

We are going to fly
back to Manila now.

Do you have a house in Manila?

Mmm-hmm.

-Are you married?
-No.

-Are you?
-No.

I'm glad neither
of us is married.

So am I.

Where is your house?

Overlooking the bay.

Do you have bougainvillea?

All over the place.
(LAUGHING)

Can I have a hot
bath in your house
when we get to Manila?

You sure can. Come on.

How do you come
to be in Manila,
Mr. Stevenson?

I fly airplanes for a living.

I know that, but why here?

I run the airline.

One plane.

Any more questions?

I'm making small talk because
I'm a little bit embarrassed.

And I think you should
know something about the man

whose pajamas you are wearing.

I think so too.

Anyway, I'm curious

to know why a nice
American male ends up as a

flying beachcomber
in the Philippines.

I don't know, I just
like it here for the moment.

I guess I'm a barnstormer.

Unreliable type.

Are you trying to warn me?

Could be.

I'll take that drink now.

Where do you go from here?

Hong Kong.

Hong Kong, eh?

Why don't you hang
around for a while?

My plane doesn't
leave until noon tomorrow.

No, I don't mean
just for tonight.

We are just
beginning to know each other.

You know something, Mr.
Stevenson.

What?

You are a nice man.

Well, you keep thinking that.

I'm a little frightened.

The spare bedroom has a key.

Just bring my drink.

Please don't think
I'm trying to act coy.

It's just that I'm frightened.

Because I have never
felt frightened before.

I...
I don't need that drink now.

I'm not frightened any more.

Well.

I don't know what I have
gotten into with this broad.

When I said,
"Hang around for a while,"
I meant it, sure.

I didn't mean all summer.

The trouble is I like it.

-Inverters?
-Now, don't get me wrong.

That's the trap. Off.

She knows.
She has been around.

-Radios?
-It's for kicks, hit and run

for both of us,
a lot of laughs. Off.

Shocks?

But they are all alike,
it's a law of nature.

Get the hook in, get married.

Settle down. Kids.

In place.

I got to face it with
this broad right now.

Especially, after last night.

Parking brake?

You know how it is sometimes.

Get a few drinks.

Moonlight.
You say anything.

-Off.
-All switches?

Last night was a killer.
Phew!

Not that I didn't mean it.

-Off.
-Check complete.

Check complete.

But this one I got
to face right now.

Caroline.

Lin.

Miss Gordon went
out on flight 62.
She was in a hurry.

Flight 62 is the milk run.

She won't get to
Hong Kong till Friday.

She wasn't in a hurry
to get to Hong Kong.

She was in
a hurry to leave Manila.

-Can I use your phone?
-Yes, sir.

Give me
the Stevenson hangar, please.

Stevenson. That's right.

-You're sure it was Flight 62?
-Yes, sir.

Freckles, roll it out.
We are flying to
Hong Kong tonight.

-Thanks very much.
-You are welcome, sir.

What took you so long?

I can't marry you.

I love you.

You know,
that's what I like about you.

You make sense.

You don't want a wife, Steve.

You don't want roots and kids.

-All that routine.
-You are beautiful.

I'd like to.

I'd really like to.

-But I just can't.
-Why?

Why can't you?

Okay, here goes.

I'm going to have a baby.

Well, what do you know?

You can back out.

So, that's why you ran away.

Who wants a bride
with a built-in baby?

That's it. That's roots.

Settling down.

Monotony and reliability
all in one package.

Darling,
our roots are in each other.

Where ever we are.
Together.

And our baby won't be roots.

He'd be people.

And people are portable.

-Thank you, father.
-Thank you.

Good bye, father.

Hey, that will do it.
That will do it.

We'll see you in Manila.

(FIRECRACKERS EXPLODING)

Good luck.

(BOMBS WHISTLING)

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

Yes. Follow me.

-Stevenson.
-Yes.

This is Mrs. Stevenson.

-Did you bring the medicine?
-No medicine.

Here, Stevenson.

Steve?

Oh, gosh!

What took you so long?

They kept me in Bilibid,
military prisoner.

Till they found out,
I was just a reserve officer.

Didn't know any
military secrets.

You need a shave.

I know.

This is Dr. Horton.

How are you doing?

He helped me.

A lot.

Darling, I'm so sorry.

We'll just have to
make another one.

We will.

It was a boy.

We made a son.

We'll make a dozen sons.

Will we, Steve?

She has a high fever.

Some infection.
Probably puerperal.

Do something for her, Doctor.

Please.

Do something.

I'm a doctor without
medicines, Mr. Stevenson.

Your wife needs
hospitalization.

Will you stay with her
for a while, please?

I have no place to go, Mr.
Stevenson.

Hey!

I appreciate your courtesy,
Major.
Very much.

Do you speak English?

Yes, Captain.

My wife just lost a child.

She is running
a very high fever.
She has to have medicine.

Our supplies are
extremely limited.

Dammit, you have to
give me drugs for her.

No, I do not have
to give you drugs.

My wife is dying.

All I ask is
that you help her.

The way any human being
would help another.

Loyal Japanese
patriots are dying in battle
for need of medical supplies.

Japanese woman and children
are asked to sacrifice.

Even rice, if necessary.
So then,

understand that I
could not in honor

give any of this
medicine to an enemy.

That is all.

(SPEAKING IN JAPANESE)

I'll get you some water.

Here you go.

That's a pretty lousy drink
you're mixing these days.

What would you like?

I'll get you
anything you want.

Something long and cool.

Lots of ice in it.

And a cigarette.

Cigarette?

-I think, I know where
I can get a cigarette.
-No.

Don't go now.

Please.

All right.

Don't hate, Steve.

Not because of them.

Because of what
it would do to you.

I won't.

I'm scared.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Everything is gonna be all...

Lin.

Lin.

(SOBBING) Lin.

Oh!

CAROLINE'S VOICE:
Don't hate, Steve.

Don't hate, Steve.

Harrison, drop a smoke bomb.

Yes, sir.

Crew from pilot.

Prepare for
an open sea landing.

Dennis,
have you raised Ashiya?

No radio contact at all, sir.

But I have a commercial
pilot on the horn.

All right. I'll talk to him.

MAN: Pan Am one here.

Captain Lee here,
bound for Hong Kong.

Can I be of any assistance?

Will you please
contact Hong Kong?

Ask them to
notify Ashiya rescue.

One of our
aircraft crashed at sea.

We are searching for
possible survivors.

Roger, will do and, sir,

lots of luck.

CAPTAIN LEE: Ashiya rescue.
This is Ashiya radio.
Hong Kong is calling you.

This is rescue.
Patch me through
direct to Hong Kong.

MAN: Ashiya rescue.
This is Hong Kong.

This is Ashiya.
Go ahead, Hong Kong.

We are relaying a message from
air rescue mission,
East China sea.

One of your
aircrafts crashed at sea.

They are conducting
a search for
possible survivors.

That is all. Over.

Which one? Why
didn't they say which one.

Hong Kong, this is Ashiya.

Request your
attempt to contact
the rescue

plane for the identification
of the lost aircraft.
Over.

Ashiya, this is Hong Kong
we will do our best.

Listening. Out.

There is Gregg's wife.

Mrs. Cooper.

Judy Victor.

That's it, isn't it?

No one else has anyone
in either aircraft, have they?

No, sir.

No one else has anyone
on either aircraft,

I'm sorry, Lu.

I feel so darn silly.

Eating your heart out about
a guy who couldn't care less.

Ah, jumpers.

Jumpers.

They all count jumps.

He has jumped 128 times.

It's like a game of chicken
between him and his
little jump guards.

Every time I die,

la petite mort.

That's what
the French call love.

"A little death."

Here is the...

Charlie.

(YELLING)

(YELLING)

I know you...

Oh.

Please sit here.

Oh, the ankle?

Busted landing
in North Africa.

Je ne comprends rien,
monsieur.

Ah, no English.

Well,
there's no problem, lady.
It's okay.

I guess everyone
understands okay.

Oh!

No, thank you.

I mean, ah, merci.

-Merci beaucoup.
-De rien, monsieur,
vous parlez francais?

That's it, baby.
You just heard all of it.

Donnez-moi votre bras,
monsieur.

It's you again.

That's a crazy ring.

Merci beaucoup.

You know no matter what I want
to say. It's gotta come
out merci beaucoup.

De rien, monsieur.

Well, how about a drink?
You know, a drink?

Non, merci, monsieur.

Why "no"?

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

-What's all that about?
-Grand-pere.

So that's what you've been
hiding behind that curtain.

Yes, sir?

Oh, two beers please.

Beers? That's impossible, sir.

Because your lady is Arab,
alcohol is not permitted.

Oh, well, thanks, pally,
make it two coffees.

Two coffees, yes.

Oh, where did you get
that crazy face?

-Poof?
-Yeah, that's me.

Regiment francais?

That's right.
Now you've got
the whole picture.

Broken down
lend-lease paratrooper

assigned to demolitions
with the French regiment.

Oh, that face.

Merci, monsieur.

Hey! You can't leave me now.

Monsieur.

Merci.

Can I be of
service to you, sir?

You could do me a favor.

-Do you speak French?
-Why, naturally.

Would you tell the young lady
that my name is
Mike Takashima.

And I would like
to know her name.

But,
monsieur, I don't think...

Well...

Monsieur voudrait savoir
votre nom, mademoiselle.

Il s'appelle Mike Takashima.

De rien.

Michel?

"Michel."

Well, I never
thought of it that way.

Je m'appelle Leila.

Leila...

Michel.

Leila.

What can I do for you, sir?

Oh, I would like
some information.

Would you ask her
if she might know
where there is a beach.

(TRANSLATES IN FRENCH)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

The young lady says
that it so happens
she's on her way to the beach.

She'll be happy
to take you there.

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Monsieur, can I interest you
in a pair of...

Hello, Michel.

It wasn't just that face
you were keeping under wraps.

Je ne comprends pas.

Don't try to understand.

We're on the magic carpet.
Just don't try to understand.

Can you imagine
such a thing happening to me.

Mike Takashima.

Father Japanese,
mother Polish.

And somehow I
come to North Africa.

And find you.

Oh, I am not going to try
to understand anything either.

(CHUCKLES)

Okay,
I understand, time to go.

Now, where do we eat dinner?

-Non, Michel.
-But you have to eat, no?

-Non.
-Well, why not?

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Ma famille.

"Famille"? Family?

That crazy ring.
Look, you're not married?

-Marriage?
-Mariage?

(LAUGHS)

-Non, Michel.
-Oh, baby,

I like that "non,
Michel" a lot better
than the others.

Maman, papa, grand-pere...

Okay, baby, comprends.

But when do I see you again?

I can't let you go now.

Once you put that mask on,
I'll never find you again.

-Michel,
je suis tres en retard.
-No.

How do the flyboys say?

Rendezvous...
When do we rendezvous?

Rendez-vous?

Uh, how to explain this?

I come into town
only on weekends.

Now, next weekend.

Now,
look, twice around the clock
means tomorrow.

Tomorrow, ici, la plage.

No, no.
No. Tomorrow, tomorrow,
seven tomorrows.

Next week.

Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow,
tomorrow, tomorrow,
tomorrow, tomorrow...

Right. Right.

The time. What time?

(REPLIES IN FRENCH)

10:00.

Okay, baby.
You got yourself a date.

Mais oui,
the world grows smaller.

In war time even smaller.

The customs of one
carve the customs of another.

And so as you say,

on the street
she wears the bed sheet,

on the beach
she wears a fig leaf.

But, take my advice.

Don't be a sucker, monsieur.

(CHUCKLES)

-"Sucker."
-Mais oui.

Don't be fooled by the fig
leaf or by your
defiance of grandpapa.

With this girl,
there is not a chance,
monsieur.

Not a chance.

Very old Arab family here.

Very proud.
I know this one.

If it is pleasure
you want, monsieur,
that I can arrange for you.

Next time you come
into town, I...

No, thanks, pal.

I've got a date
with a mirage in a fig leaf.

At 10:00,
next Saturday morning.

Hey! Hold it!

There's that crazy ring.

How do you say
"sucker" in French?

Leila!

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

I'm sorry, pal.

Oui, monsieur...

Pally, I need your help.

Oh, how nice, monsieur.

And what type
do you prefer?

No,
no, I want that girl, Leila.

Are you out of your mind?

She's not of that sort,
I told you.

Just tell me where
she lives, that's all.

Now I could not do that.

It's a very old family.
Regular customers.

My job...

How much?

Well, you could never
find the way alone.

Just tell the taxi driver
where to take me.

Come on,
give a sucker an even break.

Come on.

(INAUDIBLE)

I'm looking for Leila.

Are you Leila's mother?

Oh, please, it's important.

I have to talk to her.

Leila, is she...

Leila... Where is she?

Tell Leila
rendezvous important.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

MIKE: No, no,
you don't understand.

The troops are
leaving very soon.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Michel...

Michel...

Oh, Leila.

Oh, Leila,
where have you been?

Michel.

Cher Michel...

I love you, Leila.

Je vous aime.

Je vous aime aussi, Michel.

Je t'aime.

Je t'adore.

I love you.

You do?

You do love me.

Maybe someday we'll do that.

Together we'll go everywhere.

Italy.

Italy.

France.

Oui, Michel, la France.

Spain.

L'Espagne.

America.

L'Amerique, toi?

Japan.

-Le Japon.
-I'd like to see that too.

And then...

Then we'll come back here

and build a house.
A crazy big house.

Just for us to live in.

You and me.

Michel...

We're going to be married.

Now, look,
the troops will be moving out
any time, any day.

I want to marry you right now.

Comprends?

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Why not? Why not?

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Non.

We have to talk about it.
Now, come.

-Now, what?
-I need your help.

Please,
tell her we're going to
be married right away.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

It is quite
impossible as she says.

We'll make it work, baby.

Tell her I'll do anything
to make it work.

(TRANSLATES IN FRENCH)

Please put some
more feeling into it.

Pretend you're selling a tie
or something.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

I'll take up Arab citizenship.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

She's quite right, you know.

Your people will
never accept it, nor hers.

But we're not marrying people,
we're marrying each other.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Muslim, Muslim, Michel.

My father was a Buddhist,
my mother
a Seventh-day Adventist.

Does she love me...
That's all,
that's all that matters.

Monsieur,
you're breaking the glass.

(SPEAKING SOFTLY IN FRENCH)

The young lady
loves you very dearly.

She wants you to
understand that.
But it can never be.

That's why she did not come
to see you last weekend.

And this is what she came
to tell you today. Voila.

(EXPLOSIONS)

MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA:
Attention! Attention!

All who wish to be evacuated,
report back immediately.

An enemy squadron
of bombers

has destroyed our garrison
and will return.

Everyone else should remain
in their houses.

Repeat.
Remain in your houses.

Attention! Attention!

-Wait for me, pally.
-Okay.

(ANNOUNCEMENT CONTINUES)

Leila! Leila!

I know you can hear me.

We're leaving now.

But I'll be back.

Listen, wait for me.

You must wait for me.

Wait for me.

(EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE)

For God's sake,
let me know you can hear me.

(HONKING)

I love you, baby.

Je t'aime.
Je t'aime.

(WHISTLING)

Non. Non.

This will hold
them up for a while.

Michel.

Michel.

Get down.

Down. Get down!

(YELLING)

How many times today
do I have to save your life?

-Okay, Charlie?
-Okay, G.I.

Before landing checklist.

Propellers?

(TURNING SWITCH ON)

RPM 2300.

Landing gear?

Up.

Hydraulic pressure?

Checked.

Throttle friction?

Off.

Flaps?

Flaps 15.

Flaps 15.

-Flaps 30.
-Flaps 30.

Full high RPM.

Full high RPM.

-Flaps 40.
-Flaps 40.

Checklist
complete at 200 feet.

I'm gonna drag at 70
knots and pick my spot.

Warn me if I get below.

70...

69...

68...

-Flaps!
-Flaps!

(GRUNTING)

We're not
an airplane anymore, sir.

We're a boat.

Engineer, from pilot,
bilge check.

Garrison, check the bilges.

Looks like we popped
a couple of rivets, sir.
She's leaking.

Dennis. Dennis,
send up a green flare.

Let Takashima
and his buddy know
we've landed.

(FLARE LAUNCHED)

-Okay, Charlie.
-Okay, G.I.

Let's celebrate
Chinese New Year.

There it is.

Uncle Sam's water taxi.

(INDISTINCT)

Okay, G.I.

Hang on.

Time's our problem now.
Time and fuel.

We better get back
and help him load.

Colonel.

Yeah?

Would you like
me to take over?

I'll get us in the air
then you can take over.

-I'm sure I can
handle it, sir.
-I'll take it off.

Engineer, from pilot.
We in shape to take off?

Near as we'll ever be, sir.

What's the damage?

A little more than I realized
when we landed, sir.

Plates torn out of
the left elevator.

Tab is ripped on
one of the ailerons.

Number three is
holding its own.

Shall I secure the hatches?

Pilot, from engineer.

Colonel,
shall I secure the hatches?

Garrison...

Send Takashima to
the flight deck.

Takashima, flight deck.

Charlie, you stay here.

My arm.
Wrenched it on the yoke.

(GROANS)

You have
a broken arm, Colonel.

Swell.

You'll be okay.

Those people back
there think they're safe.

I hope they're right.
You'll need a splint.

Do it later.

(GROANS)

Thanks a lot.

Lieutenant, you'll
have to get us in the air
and take us back.

Yes, sir.

You'll need jet assist.

Yeah.

-Well?
-Stevenson broke his arm.

-Garrison!
-Yes, sir.

Attach the JATO bottles.

Yes, sir. JATO.

Take it easy, Johnny.

Secure the hatches.

Before takeoff checklist.

-Complete?
-All but flaps.

-Flaps 15.
-Flaps 15.

Guard throttle on orders.

Arm the JATO.

JATO armed.

Circuit complete.
Ready for firing.

Guard the throttles.

Eleven seconds.

Eleven lousy seconds
of jet power.

A few more if he's lucky.

If we're not out of
the water by then,
we'll never be.

Max power.

(ACCELERATING)

Fire the JATO.

We're not a boat anymore,
Lieutenant.

We're an airplane again.

Captain Sumpter.

Give me a heading for Ashiya.

Pretty good flying,
Lieutenant.

Thank you, sir, but I wouldn't
want to take any
credit I don't deserve.

But, uh...

Maybe the pilot's report could
include high commendation for
Lieutenant John Gregg.

And strong recommendation
for advancement?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Cooper.

I had to wait...

To see for sure.

We saved 12 lives.

I'm glad.

-Mike.
-Randy,

do me a favor,

-stow my gear away.
-Sure.

Could use a cup of coffee now.

I just put the kettle on.

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

I'll be right back, baby.

Hey, Charlie!

The medics got to examine you.

Make sure you
didn't swallow any fish.

Tell him I'll come to see him.

We got a medal to pin on you.
You saved my life.

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

He won't go.

Okay, Charlie,
I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll ride along with you.

If the medics say you're okay,

you and me are
going on the town.

And have the biggest mess
of sukiyaki you ever did see.

-Okay, Charlie.
-Okay, G.I.

Here we go.

NARRATOR: It happened
in the North China Sea.

The story of one
rescue flight and three men.

Each in his own way seeking
the answer to personal
tragedy and loneliness

through helping others.

At bases all over
the world tonight

alert crews of
the Air Rescue Service

wait for the scramble bell,

ready to give their
own lives if necessary

that others may live.