All language subtitles for The Last Tattoo (John Reid, 1994).english

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Forces Radio,

bringing you swing time
til midnight.

What's the damage, McGurr?

On the house, John.

A wedding present.

Thank you Monte.

You're a lucky man, John.

Take great care of her.

Well you two.

Big day tomorrow.

Make sure you bring your camera,
McGurr.

Goodnight.

What's this about you
getting married, love?

That's right, tomorrow.

We've got the permission.

Hey, what's it to you, buddy?

Hey Yank, you're going to leave
me for a septic tank.

No, my sweet, your
country needs you.

This little pussy is mine, Yank.

You shut your mouth, asshole!

Johnny, it's all right.

What would we ever, ever do
without you, doll?

You're gonna say sorry and
you're gonna mean it.

Yeah, I guess I am.

Sorry.

Johnny, can we go, please?

Please, please.

Shut up!

Run Rosie.

Come here!

I'd like to see Mrs. Simpson,
please.

May I tell her the nature
of your business?

No.

I trust this is important.

Not just the war but
for the election.

My time's not my own.

I'm Kelly Towne, Mrs. Simpson.

Department of Health.

Department of Health?

And that's the state secret you
couldn't tell the maid.

I deal with notifiable diseases.

Really?

Specifically venereal diseases,

gonorrhea, syphilis.

You do know who I am?

My job is to trace
possible contact.

I'm rather busy.

I receive information,

which I have to follow up.

Information, from whom?

Mainly from the Marines,

their medical people.

Are you suggesting I've
committed adultery?

I have to confirm whether or
not you're infected,

and if you are, make sure
you're treated.

Get out.

I have the power to insist.

Ask your husband.

My husband.

My husband...

Serves me right.

Getting my own back.

He was up young enough to be...

Mrs. Simpson.

How dare he blame me.

I'll need a blood
test and a smear.

If you test positive,

perhaps your family
doctor can treat you.

He plays golf with my husband.

Oh, it's disgusting.

Can kill you, can't it?

You will help me?

It won't kill you.

I can treat you as an
outpatient at the hospital.

You must get to know a lot of
people's little secrets.

I try not to.

I'm a nurse.

Not a priest.

I can't give absolution.

[indistinct chattering]

I'll see you tonight.

Pardon, ma'am.

Ah, you have a tin of
pineapple nosy.

And don't you say you
can't take it.

There's a war on.

Every woman for herself.

I can't take it.

Is the other brother?

Oh such nice, polite young men.

Just boys so far from home.

No mother to guide them.

They seem to find
their way around.

Not the only ones.

You looking for anyone
in particular?

Too late, Kelly,

the blokes have all been taken.

A long way away, I hope

She's away, love, gone home.

Grace?

I don't need you, Kelly.

I'm looking for a friend of
yours, Rose Mitchell.

Who said she was a friend?

Didn't you used to
work together?

Seen her lately?

Said she was going back
home for a while.

Well, if you do see her, ask
her to phone me.

Oh sorry.

Look, it's okay, just leave it.

Kelly.

What happened to you?

Fell down the stairs.

And the blood?

Nosebleed?

Let me give you a hand.

I can manage, thank you.

You've got blood on
your uniform.

Isn't that what it's for?

She miscarried because
she was beaten up.

She still won't say a word.

What am I supposed to do?

You get the police.

It has taken me months to
gain their trust.

If I go to the police,
I'll lose it.

So, who beat her up, boyfriend?

Didn't ask, what's the point?

Certainly wasn't a woman.

Well, not a small one.

Oh, I suppose it's
her own fault.

Always the woman's fault.

It's like a pox.

The woman is the source
of infection.

The name of the Yank
who blames her

doesn't even appear on my
copy of the form.

Boys just pass the buck.

Doesn't matter how many other
women he's infected,

in the meantime.

It's war, Kelly.

The health of the fighting
man is the priority.

It's our job to keep
them fit to die.

Sorry, Peter.

Got a minute?

Any idea what those are?

Fish scales.

Yes, but what sort of fish?

I'd say Blue Cod.

So commercial fishermen?

Savaged by Blue Cod.

Murdered?

A Marine.

Was in his pocket, brand new.

Somebody may be missing it.

No, not necessarily.

Marines carry wedding rings

like they carry condoms and candy.

It's part of their
seduction kit.

Pity they don't use the condoms
as much as the candy.

I imagine they're
harder to swallow.

Lost?

No, I was just wondering how the
young girl's doing.

She's making
satisfactory progress.

Good, good.

By the way, I didn't get a
chance to introduce myself.

I'm Mike Starwood.

It's okay Miss Towne.

I've got nothing contagious.

You seem to know who I am.

Your name is on the door.

By the way, I thought
maybe these stock--

No thank you, captain.

Save them for your lady friends.

Actually, I meant for you

to give them to your
lady friend.

Grace, is it?

But if you want to keep them.

It's up to you.

Not a lot more I can add

since we last spoke.

Eight to twelve hours dead when
thrown in the water.

I think a commercial fishing
boat was used to dump him.

He could have fired a shot.

It's all in the post mortem.

Sorry, autopsy.

No, if that's okay.

Of course.

Charlie O'Rourke.

You survive a ship wreck

for some piece of sand in the
middle of the ocean.

And then when you think
you're out of it,

they stick it to you.

You were a flier, weren't you?

Mr. Smith came out of the sun
over the English channel.

Kicked my ass.

You speak my language.

I thought it was
compulsory these days.

I didn't know they got sent over
the English channel.

I guess that's what fooled you?

Mrs. Towne, down the corridor.

Do you happen to know if she
speaks the language?

No, captain.

Not remotely interested.

Fill in your form

and we'll need your manpower number.

No, I don't want a job.

I'm looking for someone.

A member of the union.

Her name is Rose Mitchell.

I'll have to ask the boss.

Excuse me, somebody out here
looking for a Rose Mitchell.

Mr. Leech will look out for you.

Our members don't like us

to give out personal
information.

Her mom's really sick, TB.

And Rose hasn't been
answering any letters.

She used to work in hotels.

Mitchell, Rose.

Mitchell, Albert.

Mitchell, Bertram.

Mitchell, Ruth.

No, we don't.

No Rose.

No flowers of any kind,
I'm sorry.

Thanks, anyway.

We haven't by chance got trouble

with the Mitchell girl, have we?

Nothing I can't handle, Mr.
Carroll.

Okay, private, kill it.

It's a God damn waste of time.

So now, we're supposed
to hit Terrawa,

and my main source of
intelligence

is gonna be your crappy
reconnaissance photo.

I'll keep trying, Frank.

Hi Mike, come on in.

You know Commander Dart?

Sir.

Okay, gentlemen, I
need a resupply,

and I need air coverage plans.

I need it by Tuesday, all right?

Yes, sir.

How's the leg captain?

dancing by Christmas, sir.

O'Rourke, any progress?

Yes, sir.

The autopsy shows that he
might've put up a fight

before they dumped him.

What the hell do you
want me to do?

Give him a medal?

I have to find this girl.

It seems she's disappeared.

Do you know who she is?

Sergeant O'Rourke had
applied to marry her,

but because of what she was, I
turned them down.

Having regard to the social
and moral status

of the woman.

Oh for Christ's sake,
come on now,

will you, Conrad?

O'Rourke's dead.

Christ we're going to do a rerun
of Guadal canal here,

but you wouldn't know
anything about that

because you weren't there.

You were probably out
playing Mata Hari

in some goddamn cat
house someplace.

Tell them how it was.

It was a battle that
will live forever

in the proud history of United
States Marine Corps, sir.

It was a God damn disaster!

That's what it was!

And this could be worse.

Now what the hell have I got?

Jesus, I don't have
any tide charts.

I have less resupply ships.

Well, I'll tell you one thing.

Finding out who killed O'Rourke
ain't going to give me

the air cover that I need.

Frank, we need to know who
killed him and why.

I can't understand you.

I really...

I always thought that you were a
man of superior intellect.

So I just can't understand
why you can't see

the irony of looking for
who killed one man

in the middle of a world war!

Because there is more to a war
than winning it, Frank.

Our position in this
country is tenuous.

They send their men off to fight
in the Middle East,

our men move in their country.

The women...

In a couple of weeks their guys
are coming home on furlough.

There could be a
hell of a brawl.

I don't care.

That's politics, that's your
arena, not mine!

Frank, there is an election here

and neither Washington nor the
New Zealand government

want our presence to
be an issue.

O'Rourke's murder
could be trouble.

If there's a problem, I want
to know about it.

So if Mike could stay with this
just a little while longer

I would feel indebted to you.

Politics?

Politics.

Okay.

Sir?

One second, Mike.

I know General Zane is trying to
block your transfer

to Eisenhower's London staff.

You clean this up.

I'll swing it.

Thank you, sir.

It is gonorrhea.

Yep, but it's not anything
I have seen before.

A mutant strain?

One of mine.

A17 stripe 43.

Can we still treat it?

Not sure yet.

Haven't identified it.

One I can't treat, and one I
can't even find.

Peter.

Hum?

Is there anything in
your bag of magic

that could tell me the name

on the top copy of this form.

Five mils carbon tetra chloride.

With a tincture of metal violet.

Now, just as an event writes,

you should be able to
read the next...

Captain Starwood.

Well, well.

Your old friend.

My?

He certain gets around.

Grace, you're not well enough

to be back at work.

I'm okay, Kelly.

Couldn't take any more time off.

Why don't we try.

Rubbish, Grace.

Hotels are desperate for staff.

And the government, the
manpower authority

decides where you work.

Not the union.

You reckon?

How come you know so
much about the pox

and not much about
anything else?

I know Rose Mitchell didn't
go home to Napier

like you said she did.

I know she used to work here,

but your union says she
doesn't even exist.

Around here we do
what we're told.

Legs open, mouth shut.

Sometimes,

oh we don't work.

Is that what happened to
Rose Mitchell?

You want to get me into trouble?

Do you drive a car?

No.

You had a Petrol record
book in your room.

So I took a taxi up home.

Had to get the
drivers some coupons

or he wouldn't take me.

Who got married?

No one,

no one you would know.

Some of the girls
think it was Rose.

Yeah well she did not

Look, you can't help her.

And if you keep hanging around,

I'll get more than
knocked about.

Why Grace?

If you find Rosie, other
people will find Rosie.

Go and help her then.

Keep your hands to yourself.

Molly.

So, what do you got for me,
Molly?

I got a randy quartermaster
with a big mouth.

That's the truck schedule,
tires, gasoline.

Good girl.

So what do you want, eh?

Stockings and sugar.

Bastards.

Yeah.

How was your trip home?

It was okay.

They're still looking for Rose.

Shut up, Molly.

I don't know where she is,
all right.

Yeah, sure, okay.

Rose?

May I come in?

It's all right, I'm

I know what you are.

Then you know why I'm here.

I'll also need a swab.

I know the story.

Grace tell you I was here?

No, she wouldn't.

I found out she used to live
here with her granny.

You don't have to be afraid,
Rose.

Have you ever lost someone?

Someone you loved?

Who loved you?

No.

Not in the way I think you mean.

He didn't care what I was.

He wanted to marry me.

American?

You can get dressed now.

If there is an infection,

I'll have to treat you
at the hospital.

I can't.

I can't go to town.

We'll need to work
something out.

There's a fisherman's
place at Meccra.

That's where we were gonna
have our honeymoon.

I can meet you there.

Rose?

What are you doing here?

Did you bring him here?

No.

You followed me!

Rose, we need to talk.

Turn your back, captain, and let
my patient get dressed.

Of course.

Take my coat.

Get out of here, Rose.

What the hell are you going
to do with that?

Go!

You're going to kill somebody!

If I have to.

Then go ahead.

Come on.

Shit!

Okay, now let's just start at
the beginning, all right?

I need to talk to that girl.

Miss Towne, please.

I'll explain, will you
just stop the car?

Would you just stop it?

Stop!

You wear awful stockings,
nurse!

I've identified our
mutant strain.

It's called Burma A.

Not my problem anymore.

I've asked to be replaced.

The Americans can trace
their own contact.

Kelly.

This strain can't be treated.

It's not just resistant
to sulfur drugs.

It doesn't seem to
respond to anything.

We haven't got a cure.

Makes the job even more futile,
doesn't it?

The furlough men, home at last.

When the troop ship
berthed this weekend

crowds gather early at
the gates.

For within the men

there are husbands, sons,
brothers and sweethearts.

Loved ones...

So what are you going to do?

I'm going to watch the film.

Well we're not
disturbing anyone.

Who among us is not truly proud

of the fighting record of
the men of the...

If you resign then I'm
gonna resign two.

Don't be ridiculous, Peter.

But among the loved ones,

the question remains.

Haven't these men done enough?

Is it not now time for others
to take their place

in the far flung battle line?

What is it?

Nothing.

Just imagine you have to beach
in Terrawa, right?

I got 6,000 Japs stuck in deep
with live ammunition,

what am I stuck with?

I'm stuck with this here.

Here's a present for you.

No, don't worry.

It ain't gonna blow up.

New Zealand's drilled a hole in
the ass end of it.

All the powder's out of it.

God damned New Zealanders,

Shit, you couldn't have the
crucifixion here

because of the lack of nails.

We need to talk about O'Rourke,
sir.

I don't want to hear
about O'Rourke.

Is that understood?

The time has come, my friend.

We write the letter home.

Killed on active service

and the general regrets.

The thing is, sir,

I'm pretty sure there's an
American involved in all this.

What are you talking about?

This is Johnny Rourke's file,
sir.

It's been cleaned out.

When I denied him
permission to get married,

I put the report in
there myself,

along with a whole lot of
other bullshit

about Rose Mitchell being an
unsuitable, American wife.

It's all gone.

There's no one damn
thing in there

that says Johnny O'Rourke ever
wanted to marry anyone.

Now only an American had access
to that file, sir.

You're a persistent son of a
bitch, I'll tell you that.

All right, I'll tell
you what I'll do.

I'll give you a week.

You got one week, now is
that understood?

Understood, sir.

For democracy, freedom,

and certainly not for
political popularity.

Here tonight,

a man who spent the last three
years fighting, dying,

half a world away.

We honor them.

Fears of a furlough man.

Men who've done more
than their share.

It is time for others now
to do their share.

For no man should be
sent to war twice

until all have gone once.

But as ever,

what matters most is what we do
in the battle is over.

And so I give you a
simple toast.

To peace!

And to the future!

To peace and to the future.

A word, Ralph.

What am I doing here?

Well there's always the fun.

Punch or punz cup
for the ladies?

Punz, please.

Scotch with a little water,
thanks.

Come along, Cora, my love.

Time for a dance.

And you're next.

I believe this is yours, ma'am.

Thank you.

Whether you like it or not,

we're on the same side.

Now I need to find
Rose Mitchell.

Well, I'm not stopping you.

I'm just the nurse with
awful stockings.

Not tonight.

That girl's in serious danger,
Miss Towne.

And who's fault is that?

Excuse me, is this person
harassing you, ma'am?

Kelly Towne, General Zane.

Hello.

Nice to meet you.

Michael's mentioned you in
his dispatches--

Actually, sir,

I was about to ask Miss
Towne to dance.

Oh really, you mean
your leg has made

a miraculous recovery?

It's nice meeting you,
Miss Towne.

If you have any problems, come
straight to the top.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Don't ask me to dance.

I'm not interested in dancing
with you, Miss Towne.

We need to talk.

I need another drink first.

I'm sorry, but I don't
know what to do.

The pills you gave me.

They haven't worked.

No, you have a strain
of the disease

that is resistant to ordinary
sulfur treatment.

But you said it would
be all right.

Jesus Christ, what are
you going to do?

I'm not sure.

We'll just have to try
something else.

It's not just for me.

There are two of us.

Don't worry about your
young Marine.

The Americans will
take care of it.

No, no you don't understand.

My husband.

I'll get some glasses.

Oh darling, what are you doing?

I thought we might have a
drink together.

Unfortunately I have visitors.

Come and say hello.

You know Patrick Carroll,
of course.

Good evening.

My wife, Henrietta.

This is Austin Leech.

How do you do?

Will you join us for a little
drink, Henrietta?

I won't, thank you,
I'm in the time.

Austin isn't staying.

He'll see you out.

Good night.

And God bless.

All right, Carroll, what the
hell do you want?

I want you to leave by
union boys alone.

I'm sure you do,

but common morality
demands your workers

to do their share of
the fighting.

Oh don't give me

that common morality shit,
Simpson.

I promised my people.

They won't be forced
into the Army.

And you heard me promise tonight

that I will not send the
furlough men back to war!

And despite the threat to
your power, Patty,

sending some of your people off

might cut down the amount
of war material

the Americans are losing.

Losing?

Think about what you'll lose
when these get around.

You don't have a choice, Ralph.

You'll just have to
change your mind.

When the furlough boys have had
their little holiday

they go back to war.

How in God's name did
you get these?

Well unless what she's doing on
her knees have sprained,

I'd say God had very
little to do with it.

Sorry, you'll have to use the
side door, honey.

I won't be using the
hall's door.

I'm here to see General Zane.

The general is out this evening.

Unless you have an appointment.

Our apologies, ma'am.

Please come this way.

My Chinese friends tell
me this brandy

is older than Napoleon.

But my Chinese friends
tend to exaggerate.

Thank you.

As the man responsible for
liaison with your government,

I know a little bit about
you and your job.

A little or everything?

Does anyone ever know everything

about another human being,
Miss Towne?

But I feel I should apologize

for making you clean
up after us.

Compared with the
horrors of war,

a few cases of venereal disease

aren't exactly the end of
civilization, are they?

Maybe Simpson was right
this evening.

A war can only be judged by the
peace that it brings.

What will you do when it's all
over, Miss Towne?

I wanted to be a doctor once.

If I'm honest, I still do.

But if the war doesn't at least
make things better

then it really is a
complete tragedy.

But you didn't come here
to hear my sermon

about winning the peace.

You came to see the general.

I need something called penicillin.

Your people are testing it.

Penicillin?

It's new type of antibiotic,

a drug that seems to cure a wide
range of infections.

Venereal infection?

Miss Towne, I'm not asking you
to betray a confidence.

VD has plagued every Army

perhaps since the
ancient Greeks.

It's of interest to us.

Perhaps a vital interest.

I have a patient with a
strain of gonorrhea

that isn't responding to
ordinary treatment

and I think penicillin
could be the answer.

Neither of us want an epidemic

of some little nasty
we can't cure.

Perhaps I can do something.

You mean it's possible?

It's all possible, Miss Towne.

It's the spirit of America.

Thank you.

Good night, miss.

[door slamming]

I got you a drink.

You should've said you
wanted it delivered.

Sorry.

I got diverted.

Into a Navy staff car?

It's very late.

You and I need to get a couple
of things straight.

Besides, you're gonna have a
hard time sleeping

with me out here all night.

Sorry, I haven't got any coffee.

You have to know an American.

It's okay, I'll stick with
Scotch, thanks.

So,

what do you know about
Rosie's boyfriend?

You mean the one she was
going to marry?

Yeah.

Except they weren't
getting married.

Oh yes, they were.

They tried.

But the rules make it difficult

for someone like her to
marry a Marine.

All right to screw them but
you can't marry them.

I don't make the rules.

No, just the complaints.

I beg your pardon?

You accused her, captain,
of giving you VD.

You're pretty smart.

That form was a fake.

I needed help, okay.

I couldn't find the girl.

I thought maybe you could.

And you did.

You really think she
gave me the clap?

You wanna test me?

Your health is a matter of
supreme indifference to me.

I just used the system and
it worked, almost.

Listen, I'm going to level with
you about everything, okay.

But you've got to promise to
keep your mouth shut.

You arrogant, American shit!

You honestly think that
you can come here

and get me to do
your dirty work,

abuse the trust these
women have in me.

These women who really
need my help.

Rose Mitchell really
needs your help.

And then you have the nerve

to tell me to be discreet.

What exactly is your problem?

Is it because you spend your
days on the bad side of sex,

cleaning up the mess, our mess,
as you see it,

is that why you hate us?

Or is it just men in general you
have a problem with?

If you were really a man,
captain,

you wouldn't be hanging around
here having a good time.

Hasn't anyone ever told you
there's a bloody war on?

I don't need anyone to tell me

there's a war on, sweetheart,

but I'll tell you something.

You know nothing about this war.

You understand me?

You know nothing!

Kelly,

is everything all right?

Bill, everything's fine.

Right, your forgot
your black out.

See your lights in Tokyo.

Sorry, I'll fix it
straight away.

Night, Kel.

Thanks, Bill.

You too.

What about Rose?

If she hasn't got the pox,

she's none of my business.

Penicillin.

What sort of a miracle
worker is this bloke?

I'll believe it when I see it.

Well, if he's not just
big knighting it

you better see if you can
get enough for two.

We've got another
case of Burma A.

Oh dammit.

She should be clear.

I haven't seen her, promise.

Not since you took her
out to the shack.

You'd have been a lot more help

if you'd been honest with me
in the first place.

No, Kelly, if you
really want to help,

leave her alone.

Me, too.

Hey, hurry up.

Ma'am.

Come on, come on, come on!

Well, nurse nosy.

Go on.

I still want you to
have a check up.

Are you still looking for,

oh what's her name,
what's her name?

Rose, Rose Mitchell.

No, I'm not.

I know what you're doing.

Do don't threaten me
or the girls.

You'd look good in one of these.

A little tight round here.

You bitch!

Hey buddy.

Where are the girls from 301?

301, who arranged this?

Look, don't worry about it.

This one will do just fine.

What's your name, sweetheart?

No, not her!

Yank!

Stop it!

What do you think you're doing?

It's okay, you don't
have to thank me.

You're still bloody
following me!

For Christ's sake!

You're all I've got.

You were right about Rose.

I want to show you something.

I found this at the
American consulate.

It was with her U.S.
visa application.

But she could only
apply for a visa

if she had permission to marry.

And I rejected their
application.

So someone overruled me.

Who?

Don't know.

But it had to be someone
of higher rank.

And whoever it was,

they cleaned out O'Rourke's file
to cover the tracks.

Oh God.

Miss Towne.

Do you have any idea why
someone would want

Johnny O'Rourke dead?

O'Rourke stopped Rose
doing favors.

What kind of favors?

The hotel workers union and
using the girls

to get information about
American cargo shipments

and truck deliveries.

You know, we'd cover a
lot more territory

working together.

I don't need protection.

Maybe I do.

That thug in the locker room
won't be so easy

to kick in the
privates next time.

Privates?

Not turning coy are you,
captain?

No, it's a military expression.

Think about it, okay?

Here's my number.

Call me in the morning.

We can't work together, captain.

It's against the rules.

You want me to ride shotgun

on the visit to the first lady?

Why me, sir?

It's very high on Commander
Dart's political agenda.

His idea, Lord knows he's the
political power here.

You play your cards right,

maybe we'll get your
London layoff.

I'd rather not do it, sir.

Why not?

Because it'll mean
forgetting O'Rourke.

Forget what, you ain't
discovered anything to forget

for Christ's sake.

Your whole report is nothing but
a bunch of definite maybes,

well I'm going to give you
something that's not a maybe.

Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt,
and she's yours.

I have to find Johnny
O'Rourke's killer.

Okay.

Forget all the general shit.

Just from one man to another,
okay.

Please tell me why O'Rourke is
so important to you.

You know why, sir.

I know that he was on
Guadalcanal with you.

I know now that he's dead,

and I know that most of your
outfit was wiped out.

But what I do not
understand is why

suddenly O'Rourke has
become more important

than all the others.

Because he's the only one I
can do anything for.

Because that kid
slugged his guts out

for six months in that
fucking jungle.

And he comes back here
and he thinks,

he thinks he's safe.

He thinks he's done a job.

And he ends up
floating in a harbor

with his throat ripped out.

At least he had a little
honor there, sir,

but he's got trouble here,

and I don't like it!

You don't like it, I don't like
sending men into battle.

I God damn well don't like
to see them die!

But what I don't understand is
this O'Rourke routine

when you have filled out an
application to London.

Okay, go to London.

Maybe you'll sleep better there.

If you want me to drop O'Rourke

you're going to have to make
it an order, sir.

I'll give you a goddamn order.

Find out who the fuck you are
and what you want!

Now you are dismissed!

In a night raid, Lancaster...

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

That's a good face.

I'm not here to have my
photograph taken.

It's about a tattoo.

You don't look the tattoo type.

What is the tattoo type, Mr.
McGurr?

As far as women are concerned.

You've probably seen as many as
I have in your job.

How do you know what my job is?

We have clients in common.

Including a young woman whose
bum you tattooed.

The causalities were high.

Her name's Rose Mitchell.

I have to find her.

Even if I had seen her,

which I haven't, not lately,

I'd be bound to protect her.

These are interesting times,
Miss Towne.

Rose may not survive them.

Lovely though she is.

She's one of nature's victims.

I can protect Rose.

I doubt either of us
can do that.

We're both being watched.

I wasn't followed.

Perhaps not by the American.

She has a brother, Jim.

Home from the war with
the furlough men.

Yep, still following you.

Be a whole lot easier
if you got in.

No women allowed, sir.

She's just my secretary.

What's he want?

He's just my driver.

Yeah, well there's no here, hey,
hey!

I'm looking for Jim Mitchell.

Jim, I'm Kelly Towne.

It's about Rose.

She needs help.

From him?

Him and his bunch of
bedroom commandos.

We need somewhere to train.

Mike!

Just piss off, Yank.

Go and defend us from
the Jap invasion,

or whatever it is you're
supposed to be doing here.

Just fighting the war, soldier.

Same as you.

War?

Sitting around here,
must be hell.

And as soon as the
election's over

they're going to ship
us right back.

That's got nothing
to do with us.

You talk to your own
politicians about that.

They do just what the
Yanks tell them.

They want their money.

Their so-called protection.

We have to eat American shit!

Wait a minute.

Stop it!

Jim, your sister's
involved in a murder.

She's in danger.

Where is she?

When I found out she'd been
whoring with the Yanks

I kicked her out.

I don't know where she went.

Oh shit.

Wanna give us a hand with
thing over here?

The only man who really
cares about Rose

is the one who killed O'Rourke.

What makes you so
sure it's a man?

Maybe she killed him.

Never!

She loved him.

And she'd be the first
woman in history

to kill the man she loved?

Unless you and I have different
definitions of love

I don't think you believe
she killed him.

So what's your definition of
love, Miss Towne?

Can I drive?

I always wanted to try
one of these.

Let's get out of here.

Why?Please.

Kelly, come on.

Just come with me, and I'll
explain to you later.

[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

What in God's name
are they doing?

It's military
regulations in extreme.

It's an execution.

I'm sorry.

Why?

Murder, rape.

Dirty rifle.

There's no questions,
quick court marshal.

And the letter home says he
died in action.

You didn't have to try and
protect me from it.

I don't hold you personally
responsible for everything.

These rules of yours,

are they personal or
professional?

If I visited my clients with a
Marine captain in tow

they'd stop trusting me.

Or they'd seduce you.

When I find Rose, I'll tell you.

Commander, good morning.

You're penicillin.

Thank you for this.

I'm sorry not all our gifts
bring such pleasure.

I heard about yesterday.

The execution.

Captain Starwood should
never have allowed you

to be a witness to that.

I regret it.

May I ask the soldier's crime?

Getting morphine from the battle
packs and selling it.

There's enough penicillin there
for three treatments.

I had to let our
people have some.

I'd appreciate it if you let me
know how the treatment goes.

In order to get it

I had to promise the medical
team some feedback.

Of course, of course.

I'm very grateful, commander.

Conrad.

To commemorate the visit of Mrs.
Eleanor Roosevelt,

the Americans have asked this
committee to suggest

how that might best be done.

Some Memorial.

One idea is a scented
garden for the blind.

My own preference is for a
prize or scholarship.

She's a woman of some intellect.

Nurse Towne,

when you telephoned,

you can't imagine the relief.

World suddenly seemed a
wonderful place again.

But I suppose you've seen
it all before.

Not this.

I should give you the first
injection immediately.

I'm sorry to ask again, but
how much is that?

I know you said that
the Americans

would treat the young man,

but you see, I wasn't
entirely truthful.

I didn't catch it from him.

He caught it from me.

I hope I haven't got him
into any trouble.

I can give you enough
for two people.

I take it that your husband's
golf playing connections

are no longer a problem.

The family doctor will
treat you both.

Yes.

Curious, a tattooist

who doesn't seem to
have any tattoos.

I don't.

Then you don't appear
to have the pox.

Tattoos seem a little more
obvious, don't they?

For you to know I was
followed by an American

you must have seen Rose.

Have you had any
contact with her

since you sent me to
her brother?

Contact, now that's an
interesting word

in the context of our
professions.

You're good, Miss Towne,

but your way out of your depth.

However much you may
think that you know,

you only know the half of it.

She needs my help.

I may be able to get a
message to her.

I'll be there all
afternoon tomorrow.

That's your coat.

Should any damage occur
to said vehicle,

such as a severely dented
roof as I recall,

the driver will furnish a full
and accurate report.

Federal ration is sufficient

to carry your nominated journey.

Should you require
surplus petrol,

I could let you have a
gallon for three quid.

Three pounds?

It's the best Yankee gasoline.

Car will be ready in an hour.

You wouldn't happen to have
dollars, would you mate?

There you go.

So how do I find this
Makaral place?

Stop, you fool!

Come on, come on!

Is there a telephone here?

You're a nurse.

You've got an upside down watch.

What about a car.

Has anyone got a car?

Those men with the guns.

They've got a car.

And a boat.

Boat, what sort of boat?

Get up, go on.

Think you can handle this alone,
Leech?

As easy as taking a piss
and a lot more fun.

Now move it!

[mysterious music]

Get below!

With your own gun.

Good night, Yank.

Stop them!

One smart ass cracking it.

Oh God.

Kelly?

No, I'm Cora.

Cora Bell, I'm a friend.

Now come on, back to bed.

So are you a nurse, too?

Or just another over
competent woman?

No, I'm not a nurse.

Come on,

I think you better sit down.

Thanks.

Now how did she get
that fishing boat

back on the coast?

She's done it before.

Her father was a fishermen.

How come there's no
man in her life?

Well there is.

He's a doctor.

He was captured by the
Germans on Crete.

He's in a prisoner of war camp.

Somewhere in a Dortman.

She's never mentioned him.

No, she never does.

McGurr?

Oh I led them straight to him.

What did you tell the police?

As little as possible.

Rose isn't safe until
they find Leech.

And with friends in high places,

that may never happen.

What a mess.

See you tomorrow, Peter.

Can you do anything with this?

Unusual.

A reconnaissance film,
underexposed.

You want me to try
and print it up?

Kelly?

No more heroics.

Promise.

I don't think Rose even
got my message.

Well if she didn't then
Leech would have

been waiting there for you.

No more going it alone, okay?

Why not?

You're not much help.

My apologies.

If you told me what
you were doing.

Would you tell me?

By the way,

I never thanked you for
saving my life.

Want some coffee?

Please.

Aren't you gonna open your mail?

There's one from Germany.

Butt out, Mike.

She's learning the language.

Um hum.

As a nominee for the Eleanor
Roosevelt scholarship,

you're requested to present
yourself for an interview.

You?

I just put your name for it,
that's all.

If you win the scholarship

you can go to med school,

and you'd be a two
doctor family.

Mike, why don't you mind
your own business?

It is my business.

So you're gonna go for
the interview?

Damn you, Mike, you've
made assumptions.

Only that you're good enough.

But do you wanna be a
nurse forever?

Know your place.

Come on, Kelly.

Get off your behind
and go for it.

I'm not very good at interviews.

I have trouble being
humble enough.

I'd never noticed.

Okay, I interfered with
your life a little.

Consider it a gift.

No strings attached.

I know you've got a
man you love.

I just hope he realizes
what he's got

and I'll be gone
before too long.

So just take it.

You there, Kelly?

Um, Mike Starwood, this
is Bill Davin.

Someone else could
have done this,

but I volunteered.

You want me to go?

No.

Roland.

The Red Cross has notified us

of the death of Captain
Roland Francis McCorey.

He was in a medical corps.

Killed in Thortment on May
the 24th, 1943.

It seems that after they smashed
the dams on the rooey

he volunteered to work with the
civilian survivors.

Six days after the dam
busters raid,

the RAF hit Dortment
with everything.

You look after her, mate.

You wanna be left alone,
or what?

Take me to bed.

No.

Yes.

I was afraid you'd come
to your senses.

That you weren't gonna show.

You wanna drink?

Bourbon, thanks.

So, apart from your
choice of drink

how are you?

Confused.

Are you married?

I thought I should ask.
No.

No commitments.

There's no prior commitments.

I don't have to be a commitment,
Mike.

Just because I behaved badly.

You have nothing to explain.

All right?

Someone you love is dead.

No,

no I didn't love him.

I liked him.

He was gentle, he was kind.

He was a good doctor.

I probably would
have married him

but I never loved him.

And they're about to ship us
out of Guadalcanal.

We got our first mail
run from home.

All the guys got letters from
their girlfriends,

the wives, and their
moms and dads.

And buddies.

I got one letter.

You know who it was from?

It was from a guy in Nebraska.

He was trying to send me
life insurance.

We were still bulldozing all the
bodies on the beach.

And back in the real world,

they were trying to sell me
life insurance.

That's when I
started going nuts.

Morning, Peter.

Morning.

I was wondering how you got on
with that negative.

Oh, made a botch of it,
I'm afraid.

I'm trying to clean it up.

Strip all the emotion off of it.

It's high speed film,
it's unstable.

Peter, I get lied to a lot in
my job by experts.

You're not.

Abyssinia.

Nothing, as clear as they come.

Where do you want me
to file this?

Is there anything I can do?

[telephone ringing]

Answer the phone.

Davis, yes Mike.

I think so.

I'll tell her.

He's on his way.

He was calling from your office.

Tell him I'm dead.

And give him that.

Somebody paid McGurr to take
this photograph, sir.

He was hiding in the closet.

Whoever set this up, I
don't think it was me

they wanted dirty pictures of.

Sir.

I don't believe I heard
you knock, Conrad.

Excuse me, sir.

My ex transfer orders to the
General Eisenhower staff

come through?

It's fine but out in the morning

he'll be in London in a week.

Well, that's it.

The rest is history.

A buy off?

Well you can call it
anything you like.

Isn't that what you wanted?

The one thing you can't
change it now.

I can change my mind.

You can't change shit.

I'm in the command here,
not you.

You had your choice.

It was Taraway or London.

You chose London,
have a good time.

Hello Kelly.

Rose?

What the hell are
you doing here?

Pox is bad.

Did you get the coat all right?

I've got the coat.

I just thought it was
a card game.

I didn't know they were
taking photos.

McGurr told me later.

There were other photographs.

Yes, me and the old guy.

Politician?

How did you find out?

Simpson.

I was just told you to
be nice to him.

Who told you to be nice to him?

I did it to get permission
to marry Johnny.

Who made you do it?

He's just like the rest of them.

Had to be nice to him first.

Who offered?

He was the boss.

The one in command.

He gave us permission.

We've gotta go, Rose.

Red caps all over the place.

No, you have to wait.

Lift your dress, Rosie.

You'll need another
two injections.

This hurts, but it will work.

You have to tell the police
who killed Johnny.

Leech, but we'll deal with him.

Come on, please.

She's safe here.

Kelly, there's a
meeting tonight.

The soldiers on leave.

I'll take care of her now.

When she tells them about the
Inion and Simpson,

there is no way they're
going to send us back.

Come on, Rose.

Move it!

Rose!

Rose, wait!

The photograph!

With Starwood!

This is not a mutiny!

We're not cowards,
we're fighters.

[crowd cheering]

And now we are fighting
for ourselves

because this man has made a deal

with James Patrick Carroll.

He's the traitor.

If we don't go back,

his union members will
have to go instead.

And they protect their jobs,

making their bloody fortunes
on the black market.

And my sister Rose is going
to tell you why

Simpson has changed his mind.

All military personnel on
these premises

are under arrest.

I don't think so.

There's a lot more of us than
there are of you.

Don't, stop it!

Stay here!

Kelly!

Leech!

Rose, find me!

Jesus Rosie!

I'm sorry, Rose.

It was the Yank.

I saw the Yank shoot her!

Yeah, it was the Yank!

And you, you're sick!

Why didn't you tell me,
I trusted you?

You never trusted me.

You took one look at that
photograph and made
up your mind.

What was it?

Her taverns medalled up?

I was duty officer that night.

I was throwing her out
and that's all.

Because if it wasn't
I'd have the pox.

And so would you.

All this for dirty pictures of
Rose and Simpson.

Simpson?

So who would wanna
blackmail Simpson?

The general.

Zane, Zane set this up?

That's what Rose said.

The one in command.

Jesus Christ.

Okay.

I'm taking you home.

I'm sorry, Mike.

I got it wrong.

We both got it wrong.

Captain Michael James Starwood.

Your failure to be on that
flying boat this morning

means you are absent
without leave.

You're under arrest.

Your weapon, please.

I'm sorry, but there was rioting
in the streets tonight.

The murder of a New
Zealand civilian

by an American soldier,

potential dynamite.

No, Rose Mitchell wasn't
murdered by an American.

The man's name is Leech.

Mike saw too,

but he's been arrested for being
absent without leave.

We found the gun.

It was the service weapon issued
to Captain Starwood.

Of course, Leech had that gun!

There are eyewitnesses who
positively identified

Captain Starwood.

There's no mention of
this Leech person.

I don't believe this!

I'm an eye witness!

Nobody's spoken to me.

Aside from the gun there's the
matter of motive.

What motive?

Captain Starwood contracted
gonorrhea from Rose Mitchell.

He named her.

This is insane!

The form was nonsense.

It was simply to make
me find her.

I wish I could help.

Captain Starwood's a great guy.

A terrific officer,

but no one and I mean no one

can interfere with a court
martial for murder!

How the hell can there be
a court marshal?

Because of the specter of
civil disorder,

your government has requested
that the matter be resolved

as quickly as possible and
preferably before the election.

I am truly sorry.

I wouldn't have dragged
you out of bed

if I had any choice.

If you could get your husband to
speak to the Americans.

They'd listen to a
cabinet minister.

Especially to him.

Please.

I'm sorry, Miss Towne.

He's a very busy man.

Was your young American
ever lucky enough

to receive Penicillin?

Didn't you worry about him once
you were all right?

I did, as a matter of fact.

He didn't need it.

I understand he was shot for
stealing morphine.

Are you looking for me?

You said come
straight to the top.

You can execute Mike,

but I'll make sure that the
truth gets told.

Excuse me, Frank, is
there a problem?

No, come on in.

Stick around for a bit.

Okay, young lady.

Tell me something.

What is the truth?

As the commander knows,

the penicillin that
only he could get

was used to treat a very nasty
strain of gonorrhea.

Burma A.

A young marine caught it.

The same young Marine that was
conveniently shot

for stealing morphine.

He caught it from
Henrietta Simpson,

who caught it from her husband,

who caught it from
Rose Mitchell.

Four people with Burma A and
two of them are dead.

Two without power or
important friends.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I don't understand.

According to your evidence,

Rose Mitchell gave it to
Mike Starwood,

but Mike hasn't got it.

He never had.

You're trying to say that
Starwood never

had any relationship with
the Mitchell girl?

What she's not telling you,
Frank,

is that she's in love
with Mike Starwood,

And that's the irony.

You may lie, commander.

You too, general.

Mike's lied.

I mean I've told a
few fibs myself,

but the clap doesn't lie.

If Mike had had this
awful disease,

I'd have it too.

I don't.

The missing penicillin, commander?

You didn't need it
for dead marine.

You needed it to treat yourself.

You gave Rose Mitchell Burma A,
commander.

You.

The one in command.

Get this bitch out of here,
Frank.

Where's your sense of humor,
Conrad?

I think we should kind of
ride this thing out.

Rose was desperate to
marry Johnny,

but when she was refused, she
came to you for help.

Oh, you must have
seemed important,

but you took advantage.

You've made her do a favor,
two favors.

The second one was Simpson.

Be nice to the old bloke.

Rose would do anything
to get married.

And she did.

What you forgot to mention

was that you'd arranged for
a few photographs

to be taken.

Did you organize the dirty
pictures, Conrad?

And just why the hell
would I do that?

Winning the peace.

Isn't that how you see it?

Little insurance policy.

So that when Simpson finally
becomes prime minister

of this funny little country,

he'll do exactly as he's told.

But an ally can't be seen
to play dirty.

So you get Carol to do the job.

He uses McGurr.

McGurr's dead, too.

But he left this.

Well, that's aerial
reconnaissance, Conrad, SRX 300.

If only you'd behaved yourself,
commander

Or had little less
exotic infection.

You'd be home free.

What's she trying to prove?

That I slept with a dead whore?

Drop your pants, Commander.

What's that?

If you give me a specimen,

I'll test for penicillin.

That's a hell of a thing to do
with a good bourbon bottle.

Enough of this nonsense.

This is a Naval command.

There's not a damn thing that
you can do about it.

Furthermore, it's political,
not military.

So piss in your own bottle.

Would you like to tell that to
Eleanor Roosevelt?

You and the first lady are
close, are you?

I'm being interviewed by
her tomorrow at two

for her scholarship.

I'll see how she feels about
your gift, Commander.

Hold it, Commander.

Conrad, the time has come

for a little house cleaning.

because tomorrow morning

I sure hope that none

of what this little
lady says is true.

You all right?

Okay, this is General Zane here.

I want Captain Starwood
out of the brig.

Report for duty at 0600.

And that's an order.

So now as far as what you saw,
heard or said,

it's best forgotten, okay?

Far as Leech is concerned,

you can hand him over to
the local cops.

And the Mrs. Roosevelt thing,

well I think the best
thing is that

Miss Otis regrets.

I have to see Mike.

You can't win every hand,

you understand that?

Mike is a Marine.

There is a war on and we
get the first call.

I'll be glad to give him a
message if you like.

That's not something anyone
else could say.

Oh Grace, what's happened?

The Americans won't
answer calls.

The town is dead, it's
like they've gone.

They have, back to the war.

Well, that's what they
were here for.

There's a battle fleet
in the harbor

They're all out on the
ships ready to go.

Well, they can't sail
until high tide.

The tide's turning, they'll
be gone by dawn.

Please, I have to get a
message to one of them.

The pox nurse isn't meant
to fall in love.

It wasn't something I planned.

I live to be a back door girl.

These walls are restricted.

No civilians!

What would he know?

I'm gonna write you, hon,
I promise.

Take care, son.

Good luck, Jimmy.

That's it, guys, move it.

Right into battle orders.

Last liberties leaving
for the fleets.

Say goodbye, come on.

Let's go fight a war.

Say goodbye to daddy, darling.

Come on, guys, move it!

Kelly!

You got 30 seconds, Captain.

I was scarred you'd
stopped following me.

I can keep you here.

I have the power to
detain anyone

who I suspect of having a
notifiable disease.

You don't have to go.

I want to keep you here.

I do have to go.

That way I can come back.

Move it, sir!

I love you.

I love you too.

I always will.
Captain!

♪ The night we met

♪ We both knew then

♪ That time was running low

♪ We made a pact

♪ That where or when or was

♪ We'd never know

♪ So

♪ Love me now

♪ Love me now

♪ The stars above are guiding

♪ Love me now

♪ Love me now

♪ The birds of dawn are crying

♪ Say goodbye

♪ Don't ask why

♪ There's no time
left to borrow ♪

♪ Love me now

♪ Love me now

♪ Just like there's
no tomorrow ♪

♪ Now's the hour to go to all

♪ God knows if we'll
meet at the end ♪

♪ I'm not someone
worth dying for ♪

♪ Live for me my friend

♪ Say goodbye

♪ Don't ask why

♪ There's no time
left to borrow ♪

♪ Love me now

♪ Love me now

♪ Just like there's
no tomorrow ♪

♪ So say goodbye

♪ Don't ask why

♪ There's no time
left to borrow ♪

♪ Love me now

♪ Love me now

♪ Just like there's
no tomorrow ♪