All language subtitles for Gomer Pyle U S M C S02E28 Gomer and the Father Figure 1080p BluRay FLAC2 0 H 264-BTN_track5_[eng]

[marching band plays]

[male announcer] Gomer Pyle - USMC.

Starring Jim Nabors as Gomer Pyle.

Also starring Frank Sutton
as Sergeant Carter.

[car horns beep]

[ship horn toots]

Keep away from me!

Keep away from me! Don't come near me!

[man] I'm gonna jump! I'm gonna jump!

Oh, my goodness!

I'm jumping! Keep away! Keep away!

Stop it! Stop it! You can't do that!

Let go of me! Let go of me!

Can't a man die in peace?
What did you do that for?

Why didn't you leave me alone?

Well, what was you trying to do?
You could kill yourself.

What do you think I'm trying to do, boy?

- Let me go.
- No! Stop that! Stop that!

I don't know why you feel like you do,
but things can't be that bad.

Nothing can be that bad.

[man weeps]

Please, mister, don't do that.
Try to cheer up.

Cheer up? Oh, son, son...

Mine is not a happy story.

Not a happy story at all!

Would you like some dessert now,
Mr. Sinclair?

Oh, no, no. I couldn't do that, boy.

- They got some real fine apple pie here.
- Oh, no!

I can't take advantage
of your generosity any more. No. No.

It's real good.

No, no! Thank you! Thank you!

Well, if you'd rather not...

- They say it's real good?
- Why, it's...

I'll take it!

Sandy?

Would you mind bringing us
a piece of that nice hot apple pie?

Sure, Gomer.

And if it wouldn't be too much trouble,

would you put a nice scoop of ice cream
on top of it?

You know, Gomer, a good meal helps,

but the main thing is in finding a warm,
sympathetic human being like yourself.

It certainly has made life
seem worth living again.

Golly. You don't know how happy
it makes me to hear you say that.

But if I'm not being too personal,

whatever possessed you to think of doing
a thing like you was gonna do

Well, let me tell you the truth.

Just a few short months ago, I was one of
the most respected men in Gary, Indiana.

- You don't say?
- That's the truth, son.

I had everything - a big home, two cars,

a lovely family, my poodle dog.

- Now look at me.
- Well, whatever happened?

It was the sharpies,
the big-city sharpies.

The trouble with me is I was too honest.
I believed them.

I came here to close a big deal
and they wiped me out.

For heaven's sakes!

And now I got nothin'. I can't go back.
I can't go home.

But you gotta go back!
Your family and everything...

No. It'd be too hard.

Besides, I got no money.
Where would I get the money to go back?

Well, I don't get paid till Friday,
but once I get my pay,

- I could lend you enough for a bus ticket.
- Oh, no, no. I couldn't do that.

Please, Mr. Sinclair!
Nothing would give me greater pleasure.

- No, no!
- Well, if you'd rather not...

- You say you get paid Friday?
- That's right.

I'll take it.

But it's only a loan.

I'll send you the money
when I get settled.

Don't you worry about that.

You're probably gonna need
a couple of dollars to hold you over.

Well, yes. They won't let me into my room.

That's one of the reasons
I was out there on that bridge.

Well, shame on them.

Now, here, you take this.

Thanks, Gomer.

Gomer,

there's just one thing that I wish.

What's that?

I wish I really had a son like you.

Golly!

Would you do me a favor, son?

Well, sure. What is it?

Would you call me... Dad?

Well, all right.

Dad...

[Sinclair weeps]

Please, Mr. Sinclair!

The waitress brought you pie. Now eat it.

Pie?

Pie?! Oh!

[playful music]

All right! Bend them knees!
Bend them knees!

Come on, I wanna see some elbow grease!

Pyle, move, move, move, move, move!

Bend them knees over there!
Elbow grease! Elbow grease!

[Sinclair rattles gate]

Yeah, mister? Can I help you?

Uh, yes, Sergeant. I'd like to talk to
that young man over there.

Oh, yeah? Which one?

The tall, skinny one picking up the weeds.
That's him. That's my boy.

Who? Pyle? Pyle is your boy?

Well, not really, Sergeant.
I just call him that.

Anyway, can I talk to him?

Well, yeah, I guess so.

I'll go get him.

Pyle, there's an old bum over there
by the fence who wants to talk to you.

For gosh sakes, it's Mr. Sinclair!

Pyle, what was that all about? Who is he?

Well, he's just a poor old feller
I met last night.

What a sad story.

- I'm helping him out.
- Yeah?

Uh-huh. Poor, poor feller.

Bless his heart.

Well, son, that was an awful good meal.

Not quite as good as last night's
but awful, awful good.

You don't know how glad it makes me
to hear you say that.

- Boyle.
- What's the matter, Sarge?

There's Pyle over there
with that old geezer again.

Oh, yeah. Who is he?

I don't know.

Pyle says he's some poor old guy
with a sad story, but I don't know.

I think there's something phony about it.

Hey, Sergeant Carter! Corporal Boyle!

- Hi.
- Hi, Pyle.

You remember Mr. Sinclair?
You met him out by the fence today.

Oh, yeah. I remember him.

And this is Corporal Boyle, Mr. Sinclair.

Any friend of Gomer's...

Uh, look, Pyle,
can I talk to you alone for a minute?

- Excuse us, will you?
- Oh, certainly.

I'll wait outside for you, Gomer.

Pyle, who is this guy?
What do you know about him?

Mr. Sinclair? Oh, I know a lot about him.

For one thing, he's from Gary, Indiana,

and he used to be very, very wealthy.

- Yeah?
- Would you believe it, Sergeant?

He used to have two cars, a lovely family
and a poodle dog.

And now he's got nothing.
Them sharpies cleaned him out.

- Ain't that sad?
- I'm practically in tears.

- Don't you believe it?
- Oh, I do! I do!

Uh, look, Pyle, I may wanna talk to him
myself. Do you know where he lives?

Yeah. He stays right up the street here
at the Gem Hotel, room 203.

Oh. Well, Boyle and I
are just gonna have a beer here

and maybe later I'll drop up.

I mean, if the poor old guy is really
bad off, well, maybe I can contribute.

- You know, help out!
- Bless you, Sergeant.

- You're a wonderful person!
- Yeah.

Well, uh, run along, Pyle.
I'll see you later.

- Well, bye, Sergeant!
- [Carter sighs]

Well?

Just as I thought. Strictly a con.

Let's have our beer and then I'm going
over and get that old guy off Pyle's back.

- What did your sergeant want, son?
- Well, he was just asking about you.

Oh? What'd you tell him?

Oh, I just told him some of the things
you told me

and he seemed real touched.

Well, he looks like
a real warm-hearted person.

Oh, he is. And understanding, too.

As a matter of fact, he said
he might stop by and see you later on.

- Oh, you told where I live, huh?
- Yeah.

And if he does stop by,
you'll really enjoy talking to him.

[Sinclair coughs]

- What's the matter Mr. Sinclair?
- There goes that cough again.

I ran out of my cough syrup

and I don't have enough money
to get the prescription filled.

- Well, how much is it?
- Five dollars.

Well, I only got three.

Well, then, I'll just get a half pint.
I mean the junior size!

- Bye, son.
- Bye, Mr. Sinclair.

Please, call me Dad.

- Dad.
- That's more like it.

See ya, son. [coughs]

[playful music]

[Sinclair] Go away! Go away!
Don't come in here!

Go away! Can't a man die in peace?

Leave me alone! Get outta here!

What are you doing? Don't do that!

What do you wanna
do a thing like that for?

Lemme go! Leave me alone!
Can't a man die in peace?

What do you wanna do a thing like that
for? What's the matter with you?

Oh, son, son! Why didn't you let me go?

It would've been better for all concerned.

Ah, come on now.
Things can't be as bad as all that.

- Y-You don't have to go that far.
- No?

You don't know, son.

Mine is not a happy story.

Well, what happened, Vince?
You talk to the old man?

- Sarge?
- Huh?

You know what?

He wanted me to call him Dad.

I've got the morning report, Sarge.

That field problem is scheduled
for 1900 tonight.

Did you hear what I said, Sarge?

I was just thinking.

- What about?
- I was thinking,

"Where are they now?"

- Huh?
- The heroes of yesterday,

where are they now?

I don't know.
Where are they supposed to be?

- Did you ever hear of Sinclair's Raiders?
- I don't think so.

You know that old guy with Pyle
that I went over to see last night?

He was the head of Sinclair's Raiders.

What was it?

A gang that knocked over filling stations?

No, what's the matter with you?
World War II!

It was a marine detachment
in the South Pacific.

They operated behind the lines.

- He told me the whole story.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

You know,
I was ready to write him off as a bum.

Then I got to talking to him.

It's funny how the old wheel turns.

Yesterday, a hero,

and today, because you caught a bad break
and started running with sharpies...

...people think you're just a bum.

That's kismet.

- What's that?
- Kismet?

Fate.

Yeah.

So you do what you can
for a guy like that.

I suppose.

On top of everything else,
he's got this rotten cough.

So I slipped him a couple of bucks
to buy some cough syrup.

That's nice of you, Vince.

Well, what are you gonna do?

That's kismet for ya.

Hello, Gomer.

- Hey, Mr. Sinclair! How are you?
- Fine. Just fine, son.

- Is your cough better?
- Oh, much better. [coughs]

Got a little headache,
but that shouldn't concern you.

- Say, I saw your sergeant last night.
- Oh, you did?

Oh, he's a fine boy. A real fine boy!

Sergeant Carter is a warm, wonderful
human being.

Hey, Sergeant, look who's here!

Oh!

Hi! How are ya?

Good. I just dropped by to see you,
is all.

Will, uh,
will you boys be in town tonight?

Tonight?

No, we won't be able to make it tonight.
We're going on an overnight field problem.

Oh, well, then,
it's good that I dropped by now.

At least it gives me a chance to spend
a few minutes with my boys, anyway!

Yeah.

You're sure you're not coming into town
tonight, huh?

Oh, we can't.

No.
Well, uh, we better get back to work now.

Maybe we'll you see you some other time,
huh? Come on, Pyle.

- Bye, Mr. Sinclair!
- Dad...

Please call me Dad. Both of ya.

- Dad.
- [Sinclair weeps]

He called me Dad!

Poor old feller.
Don't he break your heart?

- Don't he just break your heart?
- Yeah.

He's a pretty sad case, all right.

He wants us both to call him Dad.

Hey, that almost makes us
kinda like brothers.

Pyle! Get back to work!

All right, fall in!

Come on, let's go!
Move, move, move, move, move! Move it!

Hey, Vince. Hold everything.

- What's the matter?
- Well, the exercise is canceled.

Headquarters called. Colonel Nelson's
plane was grounded outside of Seattle.

He won't be able to make it tonight.

- So, what did they say?
- They said forget it for tonight.

Okay, we'll forget it! [chuckles]

All right,
the exercise for tonight is called off.

Platoon, dismissed!

Hey, Sergeant.

Wouldn't this be a good opportunity
to drop in on Mr. Sinclair?

Now that we're not gonna be busy tonight,

wouldn't it be nice
if we went in and surprised him?

Well, I was thinking of going in
and seeing Bunny tonight.

Gee, couldn't you do that afterwards?

I mean,
we'd just call on him for a few minutes,

and I know he'd appreciate it so much.

Look, Pyle, you wanna see him, go see him.
I'm gonna phone Bunny.

I bet we're the only friends he's got
in the whole world!

Won't you come for just a minute?

Look, I'll tell you what I'll do.
I'll go in with you

but I'm only going to see the old guy
for a few minutes.

Then I'm gonna call Bunny.

I bet he'll be so happy, he'll cry!

Oh, I hope not!

I haven't seen him, Gomer.

Well, gee, I wonder where he could be.

We've looked in his room and he's not here
in the restaurant. Where else could he be?

- Yeah, well, if you see him...
- No, wait, Sergeant.

- I'm trying to think where he could be.
- Pyle!

A poor old feller like that
ain't got too many places to go to.

I mean,
he lives way back in Gary, Indiana.

- Yeah.
- Take the place where I met him.

Do you know what he was going to do
the night that I met him?

Oh, my gosh!

- What?
- I happened to think something terrible!

If I'm right, there's no time to lose.
Please, Sergeant, you gotta come with me!

- What are you talking about?
- You've just got to.

Sergeant, it's a matter of life and death!

- Huh?
- Oh, my gosh!

I was right! There he is!

I'm jumping! I'm jumping!

Let go of me! Let go of me!
Can't a man die in peace?

Come on, mister! You can't do that.
Now get off there.

Why don't you leave me alone?
What did you do that for?

- Can't a man die in peace?
- That's what I was afraid of, Sergeant.

He was trying to do the same thing
the night that I met him.

- What?
- That's right.

Wait a minute!

Come here, Pyle.

- What's the matter?
- [Sinclair] You shouldn't have stopped me.

You should've let me go.
It would've been better for all concerned.

Oh, come on, mister.
Things can't be that bad.

Hm! That's what you think.
You just don't know.

Mine is not a happy story.

[young man] Okay. Now, come on, mister.

- You don't wanna die, do you?
- Why?

I ain't afraid to die!
I was in World War II.

- In the Navy, just like you, boy!
- No kidding?

Well, sure!

- Have you ever heard of Sinclair's Sharks?
- No.

Well, that was me, son!
So you see, I ain't afraid to die.

Listen, mister, maybe if you get
something to eat, you'd feel better.

Oh, bless you. Bless you, my boy.

I wonder if I could ask
one little favor of ya?

Why, sure. What?

Would you call me Dad?

All right, Pyle.

The other night,
you saved that poor old guy's life.

Last night,
I saved that poor old guy's life.

Tonight, that sailor
saved that poor old guy's life.

- You know what I think, Pyle?
- What?

I think that poor old guy is a crook!

- You say he calls himself Sinclair, huh?
- [Carter] Yeah. From Gary, Indiana.

- He's one of the most respected men there.
- Pyle!

That's what he said, Sergeant.

Don't you think it's just possible
he gets so depressed sometimes,

he thinks of doing away with hisself?

Sure. It's possible. Anything is possible.

Like for example, that he was in
both the Marines and the Navy

during World War II!

Here...

Take a look at that.
Would that be the fella?

Yeah. Yeah. That's him.

He's got a better-looking suit on,
but that's him.

Look at that, Pyle, huh?
Who's that, huh? Huh?

- Oh, my goodness.
- Jim the Nip, huh?

- That's the guy that took you.
- Jim the Nip?

Alias George the Ginch,
Cal the Creep and Schuyler Townhouse.

Schuyler Townhouse?

That's when he was trying to load
some phony stock.

I can't believe it!
I just can't believe it.

Well, I can.

I knew the minute I saw him
this guy was a phony.

But, Sergeant, you gave him money, too.

Is that right, Sergeant?
You gave him some money, too?

Well, uh, it was just a few bucks.

But I was testing him. It was a test.

Officer, if you could've just seen him.
There he was, out there on that bridge...

And he was on that bridge again tonight,
too.

But he never seems to drop, does he, Pyle?

Well, I don't know.

What if he really was gonna jump
all them times?

What if he's out there on that bridge
and there's nobody there to stop him?

- Then, you know what, Pyle?
- What?

Geronimo!

Cold! Cold! Cold!

Now, this guy is a two-time loser.

If he sees a bunch of uniforms coming up,
he might do something desperate.

Now, he trusts you. You boys go up,

be very friendly to him
and try to get him to come out.

- Then you'll nab him?
- Right.

Terrible! Terrible!

Come on, Pyle.

Golly, I just don't think I can face him!

Pyle, the man is an out-and-out crook.

I told you that. The police told you that.
When are you gonna believe it?

Well, maybe so. But a feller who does
the things that he does

is a troubled feller and he needs help.

And he's going to get help.

From the psychiatrist at the state prison!

You see, his trouble is
he's got too much time on his hands.

And they're going to take care of that.

They're gonna put him in leather craft
and give him lots of things to do.

And pretty soon,
he won't be sitting around

thinking about killing himself
all the time.

Now, come on!

Mr. Sinclair?

Dad?

Dad, it's your boys.

Deceitful! Deceitful!

He's here!

Look, Sergeant, look!

I think he really did it this time!

Oh, my goodness!
Is there anything we can do?

[stammers] Pyle, uh, go get the police!
I'll phone for an ambulance!

A phone? A phone?

There's no phone in this place!

Don't come near me.

Don't come near me or I'll jump.

[Carter chuckles]

Yeah?

Yeah?

- No fooling?
- I'm serious.

I mean it. Any closer and I'll jump.

[sighs and groans]

Praise be! You're alive! You're alive!
Praise be!

Oh, shut up!

Sad, sad, sad. There he goes.

Well, Pyle,
I hope you learned your lesson.

I mean,
the world is full of guys like that.

You gotta be on your guard against them
every minute. Learn to keep your distance.

Once you let 'em get too close to you,
you're really in trouble.

You see, he had you fooled.

He didn't really have me fooled

or I wouldn't have been able to nail him
like I did.

But that's because I've had more
experience with guys like that than you.

I suppose so.

- But it's still a sad, sad thing.
- Yeah.

- Well, let's go have a cup of coffee.
- I don't think I can.

I don't have any money on me.
I gave it all to Mr. Sinclair.

Had to give it all to him, huh?

[chuckles]

Yeah, well, that's okay.
I still got a few bucks. I'll buy.

What's the matter, Sergeant?

Why, that miserable old...

Hey! Hey! Hold it! Hey!