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[marching band plays]

[male announcer] Gomer Pyle - USMC.

Starring Jim Nabors as Gomer Pyle.

Also starring Frank Sutton
as Sergeant Carter.

You understand your platoon should be kept
at smooth operating level at all times,

as units and as individuals.

But for this week, I want that rule
observed even more intensively.

These newspaper people
who'll be touring our base

will write about anything they see.

And I don't want them to see a single
instance of un-Marine-like behavior.

Not one.

- Is that clear to all of you?
- [all] Aye, aye, sir.

Now, you all know the members
of your platoons

from whom you can usually expect
less-than-perfect behavior,

so I want you to address yourselves
to these men in particular.

I want you to advise them
in no uncertain terms,

"For this week, watch it."

Watch it! I don't wanna see any goofs,
any foul-ups of any kind!

I want you to act
as if you're under observation

every minute of the day,
as if you're on 24-hour inspection.

- Is that clear?
- [all] Aye, aye, Sergeant!

Is that especially clear to you, Pyle?

Yes, Sergeant. Clear as crystal.

That's good, because I'm gonna be
expecting a little more from you

than from anyone else.

- y'are?
- That's right, Pyle.

You are going to help me
by keeping your eyes open and watching.

Watching.

And do you know who
you're gonna be watching, Pyle?

You. You are gonna watch you!

You're gonna stop yourself
before you make the goof.

When you even suspect that you're
about to commit a piece of stupidness,

stop, call a friend and say, "Help me."

- Sergeant, I...
- Stow it, Pyle!

You, Slater, Lombardi,

get inside and scrub down the barracks!

The rest of you, get over to Supply
and draw rakes and brooms!

All right?

Fall out! Move it!

And remember, Pyle, there's gonna be
two of us watching you.

I'm gonna be watching you
and you are going to be watching you. -

- Right, Sergeant. And I'm gonna be...
- You're talking! You're not watching!

- Well, I was just gonna say...
- Don't talk.

Watch!

Golly, there's one thing
I wanted to explain to the sergeant.

- I just wanted...
- Pyle!

You're talking! I'm watching.

I don't know why
he's so especially worried about me.

If there's gonna be any trouble,
it's gonna have to come looking for me.

Any trouble, it's gonna have to come
walking right through that front door.

Good, buddy. Let's get the rest
of the gear now. Come on.

Gomer?

Opie?

Opie Taylor? Is it really you?

Well, for goodness sakes!
Ope, what a surprise!

Hey, where's your pa? Hey, fellers, this
here is Opie Taylor, Andy Taylor's boy?

You know, Sheriff Andy Taylor back home
in Mayberry, my best buddy?

Well, I'll be...!
Hey, where's your pa? Is he outside?

You're not supposed to be back here
unless you got special permission.

Did your PA get special permission
from the captain? Where is he, anyway?

I better go tell him where to put his car.

Well, my, my, what a surprise!
What a wonderful surprise!

Gomer?

My pa's not here.

Well, how did you get here?
Who brought you?

Aunt Bee? Did Aunt Bee bring you?

Nobody. I'm here alone.

Huh?

I ran away, Gomer. I ran away from home.

Oh, mother, mother!

You said trouble would come looking,
right through that front door!

So it came through the back door,

- but here it is!
- Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Opie, I don't think I understand.

You said you run away from North Carolina,
all the way out here in California?

How'd you do a thing like that?

I hitched a ride on a plane.

Well, how in the world
could you do a thing like that?

Well, I went to the airport in Raleigh

and I told them I was traveling
to California with my grandma

and we got separated
while we was changing planes.

[Gomer] You didn't!

And they felt sorry for me
and they put me on a plane.

Oh, what a tangled web we weave
when first we practice to deceive.

Well, for goodness sakes, Ope,
why California?

- Why did you want to come way out here?
- To join the Marines.

- Oh mother, dear mother, this is it!
- Wait a minute, Duke.

What would make you
wanna do a thing like that?

Well, I wasn't doing too good in school.

Pa got a couple of blue slips.

They tell when you're doing
unsatisfactory work.

He sure gets mad
when he gets those blue slips.

So the other day,
I saw a few of them in the mail.

I thought maybe I'd better go away
for a while

and not come back till I'm grown up
and PA can be proud of me again.

[Carter] Okay, Lebronski, pick it up!
Move it! Move it! Move it!

Come on, you knuckleheads!
Pick up the pace!

Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
Move it, men!

I said I'd be watching, and I am!

Didn't I say to get this place
swabbed down?

Yes, sir.

- Then, why aren't you doing it?
- Well, uh...

We were just trying to decide who's gonna
go get the buckets and mop, Sergeant.

Yeah, that's it. Okay, fellas, this is it.

One, two...

What is this, a boys' camp?

I don't care
who gets the mops and the buckets.

Just get 'em and get this place
cleaned up! Now move it! Move it!

- Did ya hear me?
- [all] Right, Sergeant.

Here we go!

- Yeah!
- [bucket rattles]

Opie, are you all right?

Uh-huh. Was that Sergeant Carter
who was just in here?

Yeah, in the flesh,
and he almost had us all.

Gee, Gomer, I'm sorry.

- Couldn't I go talk to the sergeant?
- [both] No!

I guess the first thing we've gotta do
is get you out of here,

and then we'll make a plan
what we do next.

Look, one of us better get over to Supply
and get the mops and buckets,

and the other two...

[playful music]

Hey, hold it!

- What are you guys doing?
- [Gomer stammers]

W-What are we doing?
Is that what you asked, Sergeant,

- what are we doing?
- Yeah! What are you doing?

- What's in that can?
- What's in the can?

Is that what you asked, what's in the can?

What is this, a minstrel show?

Yes, Mr. Bones! What's in the can?

Uh... Well, it's trash!

Yeah, that's what it is - trash.
You know, uh, trash.

- Papers, cigarette butts...
- Dust.

I know what trash is!
Where are you taking it?

Well, uh...

Well, we were taking it over to the dump.
You know, to get rid of it.

You're going in the opposite direction!
The dump ain't that way.

The dump's back that way,
behind the mess hall!

Don't you knuckleheads know by now?

Well, Gomer thought this was gonna be
a shortcut. I told you, Gomer! Come on.

[playful music]

Hey, wait!

Okay, now what have you got?

What's in the bag?

What bag, Sergeant?

What bag? The bag you're carrying!
What's in it?

Um... Laundry.

- Laundry?
- Yeah. Yeah, you know, laundry.

- Bed sheets.
- Pillow cases.

- Towels.
- I know what laundry is.

That's where we were taking our laundry -
to the laundry.

You know, where they do laundry?

What, did you lose
your sense of direction today?

The laundry's back that way, stupid!

Oh, well, of course. Yeah.

Well, come on, Gomer. We better hurry.

Gee, Gomer, it sure was a lot easier
getting in here than getting out.

Yeah!

The sergeant! The sergeant!
He's coming this way!

Sure you were!

This place don't look no different
than the last time I saw it.

Okay, for openers,
I'm putting the three of you on report.

You're confined to quarters until
I figure out the right kind of punishment.

You got that? I'll talk to you later.

[Opie] Wait, Sergeant!

Somebody's voice changing?

What, Sergeant? W-We didn't hear anything.

[Opie] Can I come out, please?

- What was that?
- Uh, that?

Oh, that! Oh, that was me, Sarge.

I was just practicing my ventriloquism.
See?

[low-pitched] Hello, young man.
[high-pitched] Hello!

Shut up, Slater!

[knocking]

Sergeant Carter?

- What is it?
- Sergeant Carter, my name's Opie Taylor.

I'm a friend of Gomer's,
but it's not his fault I'm in here.

See, I ran away from home
to come here and join the Marines.

I'm real sorry, Sergeant.

I sure didn't wanna get anybody
in trouble.

Sergeant?

Don't say anything, Pyle.
Don't say a word.

- Well, Sergeant...
- Not one word!

Do you have any idea
what the Colonel would say

if he saw a civilian back here
in a restricted area?

A civilian kid? A red-headed civilian kid?

Sergeant, I was just going to suggest...

No! You are not going to suggest.

I'm going to suggest
that you get this kid outta here.

Get him back home today! Now!

- Where do you live, kid?
- In North Carolina.

North Carolina?

There's a Marine base in South Carolina!
Couldn't you go there to enlist?

Get him outta here, Pyle!
Just get him outta here!

Yes, Sergeant.
Where do you think I ought to take him?

Take him to the Army! The Navy!
Take him someplace.

- Just get him outta here!
- Yes, sir.

You keep him under wraps
until it gets dark.

You've been doing a pretty good job of it
so far.

When it gets dark, you take a Jeep
and you get him off the base.

You hear me? Off the base!

- Yes, Sergeant.
- [groans]

[gasps]

[shrieks unintelligibly]

- Ten-hut!
- As you were.

These gentlemen are the
press representatives covering our base.

Gentlemen, this barracks is typical
of all the others down the line.

Each man has his individual locker.

Aside from his rifle and pack,

everything else he owns as a Marine
is kept in these lockers.

As you can see,
the building is fairly compact

but with enough room for everybody
and everything.

[laughs nervously]

- [colonel] Shall we continue?
- Right.

- Thank you, Sergeant.
- Carry on.

Did you see that, Pyle?

Did you see how close I came
to being sent to a federal penitentiary?

Federal penitentiary?

Surely they wouldn't send you
to a penitentiary

just for having a little boy
in your platoon area?

Not for that. For murder.

I skipped the part about
how I killed you first!

You got your orders. By tonight, out!

Where do I take him?

Well, take him to a motel. That one
that's up the highway a few miles.

I'd sure hate to take him to a motel
and leave him all by hisself.

Oh, well, it's the best thing, Gomer.

He probably hasn't had a lot of sleep
in the last 24 hours.

Yeah. Poor little thing.
He did look a bit peak-ed.

Bless his heart.

Yeah, it sure was some surprise.

There was only one person more surprised
to see him than me -

my sergeant!

Hey, Andy?
Would you like to talk to the boy?

He says he'll talk to you
when he gets here.

Andy, tell Aunt Bee I said hey.

And I'll see ya!

At least your PA and Aunt Bee will
rest easy knowing where you are tonight.

Come on, crawl into bed.

Go on, I'll tuck you in.

Gee, Gomer, I just wanna tell you,

I'm real sorry about all the trouble
I made for you.

Ah, forget it, Ope!
Everything's turning out all right.

I'm just sorry I wasn't able to help you
with your plan.

But you'll be a whole lot better off
if you go on back home

and work out them blue slips.

Now, you get a good night's rest

and you can talk it out tomorrow
with your pa.

Are you going right back to the base now,
Gomer?

Yeah, I expect I better.

- Why?
- Oh... Nothing.

Well, I'll call you
first thing in the morning.

Uh... You want a glass of water
or somethin'?

No, thanks.

Night, Ope.

Night, Gomer.

Ope, you know what to do
if you need something?

- What?
- Use the phone.

You know, in case you need something,
use this here phone.

It says right here,
"Call office for room service.

Switchboard closes at 11 :00pm."

That means you won't be able to call
after 11 o'clock.

Do you think that you'll need anything
after 11 o'clock?

That's good, on account of you
won't be able to call after 11 o'clock.

There's something else you could do.

You could open up the window
and holler real loud.

I mean, what did folks do
before there was a telephone?

I guess they just hollered out the window.

I guess.

Now, don't forget -
before 11 o'clock, use the phone.

After 11 o'clock, holler out the window.

You know, there's another way.

What did you say?

I just couldn't leave that poor little
feller in that motel room all alone.

It was all bought and paid for,

and it was a real nice room, too,
at the Westward Ho Motel,

but I just couldn't leave him.

Where is he?

He's outside in the Jeep.

Outside?

And here on the base?

You brought that kid back here
to this base?

Well, I had to, Sergeant.

See, I promised his daddy he'd be safe
by my side until he got here.

And, well,
if I left him alone in that motel room,

I'd be going against my word.

- I'm sorry, Sergeant.
- Pyle, don't give me you're sorry!

You're stupid is what!

Well, I truly am sorry.

- I guess I'm just a softie.
- Yeah.

You got a soft heart
and a soft head to match! It's a set.

Isn't there someplace, Sergeant,
someplace around here...

No, there isn't, Pyle! There is no place!

You got the kid a room to stay in
and that's where he goes. Understand?

I just couldn't take him back there
and leave him, Sergeant. I just can't.

You don't have to.
I'm gonna do it for you.

Get back to your quarters!
You I'll take care of in the morning!

Him I'll take care of right now!

Okay,
you get in that bunk and you go to sleep.

Don't leave this place
until someone comes in the morning.

- You understand?
- Yes, sir.

And if you got any ideas
about going back to that base, forget it.

I don't wanna catch you
anywhere near that place. You understand?

Yes, sir.

If you were my kid, I'd give it to ya good
for running away from home.

- What kind of thing is that to do, anyway?
- It was a knucklehead thing to do.

- Huh?
- That's what Gomer says.

If you do something dumb,
it's a knucklehead thing.

And if you do too many knucklehead things,
you won't be a squared-away Marine.

Yeah, well, he was right for once.

Do you think this knucklehead thing
will count against me someday

if I go to join the Marines?

Uh... No, no, it won't count against you.

- Look, go to sleep. Just go to sleep!
- Yes, sir.

Sergeant?

- Yeah?
- In case I don't get to see you anymore,

I wanna tell you I'm real sorry
for all the trouble I made today.

Yeah, well, uh, forget it.

And I didn't wanna come back to the base
tonight,

but Gomer's worried
about leaving me alone.

Yeah?

He thought I'd be afraid being here alone,
but I'm not.

You can't be afraid
and be a squared-away Marine, can ya?

Uh... [sighs]

No, no, that's right.

Bye, Sergeant.

And thanks.

Uh...
Do you want a glass water or something?

No, thanks.

Okay.

Look, kid, in case you need something,
you know what to do?

- Holler out the window?
- Huh?

On account of the switchboard closes
at 11 o'clock.

So Gomer said, after 11 o'clock
holler out the window.

Well, that's no good!

I'll be okay, Sergeant.

Okay.

- Good night, kid.
- Good night, Sergeant.

[knocking]

What did you open the door for?
How did you know who it was?

I figured it was you, Sergeant.

Listen, kid,

I got another idea.

[military reveille plays]

Sergeant, I just called the motel,
and the boy, he's not...

- Pyle, wait a minute.
- But I called them up!

- Will you settle down?
- What we gonna do?

- But I called them and told them...
- Pyle, I can explain everything if...

Atten-hut!

- As you were. Good morning, Sergeant.
- Good morning, sir.

Our visiting friends
wanted to take in the base

right from the beginning, from reveille.

Well, gentlemen, I would say
this is as good a place to start as any -

with the platoon sergeant.

He's the one who gets things off
to a proper start each morning.

We can just follow him and watch
a typical routine and a typical day.

- Sir. Why don't we step out for roll call?
- Right.

- Colonel?
- Yes?

I didn't know the men were allowed
to have their families stay on the base.

- Is that something new?
- I beg your pardon?

Opie, you're here!

Well, thank goodness!

What's going on, Sergeant? Who is this boy
and what's he doing on the base?

Well, I can explain, sir.

I think you'd better.

The boy is a friend of Private Pyle's.

He comes from his hometown.
He ran away from home and came here.

The father's been notified
and is on his way.

In the meantime, I thought this was
the safest place for the boy to stay

until his father got here, so...

...well,
I let him sleep in one of my bunks.

- You're assuming full responsibility?
- Yes, sir.

Excuse me, sir,
but if you don't mind my saying so,

- that ain't exactly right.
- What?

Well, uh, Sergeant Carter here

shouldn't have to assume
the whole responsibility.

You see, he ordered me
to take the boy back to the motel.

- I'm the one that brought him back here.
- That's correct, sir.

But then it was my duty to take the boy
back to the motel and leave him there.

- Instead, I brought him back here.
- But if I'd just left him there...

- Yes, but you didn't, Pyle.
- But if I had just...

Wait a minute, both of you!

We'll go into this in more detail later.
For now, let's take care of the boy.

Excuse me, sir. I don't think
you heard the whole story yet, sir.

Cause it's not the sergeant's fault,

and it's not Gomer's fault.
It's really my fault, sir.

I came here on my own.
I wanted to join up.

But not just the Marines.

I wanted to be
in Sergeant Carter's platoon.

In the letters from Gomer,

he always talks about how he's in
the best platoon with the best sergeant.

And that's where I wanted to be
so I could become a squared-away Marine.

[sighs] I guess it wasn't a very good idea.

I guess it was a knucklehead idea.

But if I was old enough for the Marines,

I'd sure like to be in this platoon.

Cause Gomer was right.

Sergeant Carter is sure a good sergeant.

What a marvelous story.

- What do you mean?
- It's got great human interest value.

- You want to write about it?
- Is that bad?

To let the whole country know
that a little boy came all the way here

because you've got the best platoon
and the best sergeant?

Later, I wanna get some pictures
of the three of 'em.

I mean, it's all right, isn't it?

You could start a recruiting drive
with this!

- How old are you, son?
- Almost 12.

Lie about his age.

We're not equipped to handle
12-year-old Marines!

Carry on, Sergeant.

Order...

Hut!

Marine, rest.

- Not bad, not bad.
- [Opie giggles]

In fact, it's pretty good! [laughs]

Well, you got everything all packed
and ready to go, huh?

Yes, sir. [sighs]

What do you think's gonna happen
when your dad gets here?

I don't know.

I'd rather not think about that.

Well, maybe he won't be so tough on you.

I sure hope he ain't as tough
as my old man was.

Boy, I remember once
when I ran away from home.

- When my old man got a hold of me, he...

He what?

Oh, nothing, nothing.

Anyway, maybe it won't be the same.

You know, the world's changed a lot
since I was a kid.

[vehicles approaches]

That must be him now.

Look, kid, what do you say
I-I talk to him first, huh?

You stay back here and let me talk to him.

Hey, Sergeant!
Andy's plane was 10 minutes early

and he was there waiting on me!

- Sergeant.
- Hello, Sheriff.

My, my! What an occasion!

Two of my favorite people in the
whole world meeting face to face! My, my!

Where's the boy, Sergeant?

- He's inside. Oh, he's fine. Just fine.
- Good.

I'm much obliged to you
for taking such good care of him.

Uh, Sheriff,

can I talk to you for a minute?

I mean, I don't like to mix in
between a father and his kid,

I mean, you do what you gotta do,

but there are a few things
you gotta consider.

- Yeah?
- Well, you see, that boy of yours,

he's a very good boy.

He's polite and he's courteous and...

Well, he hasn't been any trouble at all!
Right, Pyle?

That's right. Everybody praised him,
from the Colonel on down.

You know, Sheriff,

sometimes a kid's gotta get
something like this out of his system

and then he feels better for it.
You know what I mean?

And if you think a good beating, like
my old man once gave me's, gonna help,

well, you're wrong!

Could I see him now?

Yeah. Yeah, he's, uh, in here.

Hi, Ope.

Hi, Pa.

You about ready to come home?

Let's go.

[sheriff sighs]

You know something, Pyle?

The world has changed a lot
since I was a kid!