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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.

Sergeant Carter reporting as ordered, sir.

At ease, Sergeant. I, uh,
have a little favor I'd like to ask you.

Yes, sir?

My daughter, Janice, is coming home
from college this weekend for a visit.

Yes, sir. I remember she was here
last year at this time.

Well, she's been working
awfully hard at school,

and Mrs. Gray and I think
that while she's here,

- she ought to relax and have some fun.
- Yes, sir.

That's why I've been looking around,
trying to find a suitable escort.

An escort?

Oh. Yes, sir, I understand.

I want her to be with someone
reliable, dependable,

you know, trustworthy.

I understand, sir.

That's why I came to your platoon
for the man I want...

Gomer Pyle.

- Sir?
- He and Janice met

at a Service Club dance last year,
and they seemed to get along very well.

- I see.
- Of course, I only met him casually,

and I'd like to know
a little more about him.

What's he like socially?

Socially, sir? Pyle?

Well, socially, there really isn't much
to say about Pyle... socially.

No, what I mean is, Sergeant,

how does he spend his time
away from the base?

What does he do on a Saturday night?

Well, sir, Pyle's idea
of a big Saturday night

is going to the movies,

maybe having a root beer float
at the soda shop,

watching the fountain light up
in the park,

and then straight home.

I see. You might call it rather dull.

Dull, yes, sir. I'd say dull. Dull.
Du-u-ull!

- Good! He's perfect!
- Sir?

Well, these things
might seem dull to you, Sergeant,

but they sound nice and safe to a father.

I don't understand, sir.

Well, it may seem a little old-fashioned,
Sergeant,

but the way youngsters behave nowadays,
the situations they're exposed to,

a parent can't be too careful.

Yes, I feel much better knowing
that Janice is in good hands.

Gomer Pyle it is. Would you ask him
if he'd do me this favor?

Yes, sir. I'll take care of everything.

Pyle will be there.

You don't want to go?

Is that what you said?

Well, golly, Sergeant,
a pretty girl like Miss Janice,

who's used to all kinds of big times...

She might not enjoy my company.

That's very true.

But the fact is, the colonel
asked for you specifically,

and I'm here
to see that nothing gets fouled up.

Now, what have you got planned
for Saturday night?

Well, nothing much really.

I just thought I'd take in a movie.

Okay. What else have you got in mind?

Well, then, I'll probably
just walk over to the soda shop,

and maybe down to the tattoo parlor
and see some needlework, and then home.

Swell, Pyle. Only, forget the needlework.

Let's not expose the colonel's daughter
to bare arms.

You really think
she'll have a good time, Sergeant?

Do I think so personally?

No. I think she'll have a dull time.

Dull. Du-ull!

But that's what the colonel wants.
Nice, safe company for his daughter.

- Well, Sergeant...
- And safe means no holding hands,

no walking in the moonlight,

no park benches, no necking,

no parking, no nothing.

Right, Sergeant.

Have a good time.

- Good evening, sir. Gomer Pyle.
- Of course, Pyle. Come right in.

Thank you, sir.

Marsha, you remember Gomer Pyle.

Yes, of course.
It's nice to see you again, Gomer.

Please sit down.

Thank you, ma'am.

Janice will be ready in a moment.

I sure hope I didn't get here too early.

No, no, it'll give us a chance
to chat for a few minutes.

Uh, what were your plans
for the evening, Pyle?

Well, sir, I thought
we'd start out with a movie.

A movie! Well, that's always a nice way
to spend Saturday night.

Oh, yes, especially for you boys.
With all the marching and hiking you do,

it gives you a chance to rest your feet.

Well, the marching and hiking
don't bother me none, Mrs. Gray.

You see, I always wear
two pair of sweat socks.

Oh... you do?

[Gomer] Yes, ma'am, and before I start out,

I always make it a point
to douse my boots with foot powder.

That way, I can just keep going all day.

Oh. I see.

And then what, Pyle, after the movie?

Well, I thought we'd stroll over
to JJ Peters for a hot fudge sundae.

They got the best hot fudge sundaes there.

- Do you like hot fudge sundaes, ma'am?
- Yes. Yes, I do.

Well, you ought to try these.

They use that low-cal ice cream

so you don't have to worry
about it going to fat.

Oh.

And after the sundae, Pyle?

Well, that's it. Home.

Good. Sounds fine.

- Well, here's our little girl.
- Hello, Gomer.

- Hey, ma'am.
- It's nice to see you again.

I hope I haven't kept you waiting.

Oh, no, ma'am.
I was having a nice chat with your folks.

- Oh, good.
- These are for you, ma'am.

Oh, thank you, Gomer.

I hope you don't have
any allergies, do you?

I hope not.

There was this girl back home,
and every time I brought her flowers,

- she'd just bust out in hives.
- Oh?

What I finally did, though,
was every time I'd bring her flowers,

I'd just bring along
a bottle of calamine lotion.

- [laughter]
- Well, I guess you kids want to be going.

Yes. Here, Mom.

- Come on, Gomer.
- The sooner you get there,

the sooner you'll be back. Now, let's see.
The movie should break around 10:00,

and you say
you're going to stop for a sundae,

so we should be looking for you
around 11 :00, 11 :15 at the latest.

Well, darling, since it's Saturday night,

perhaps they'd like to stay out
a bit later.

- Oh, well...
- [Colonel Gray] No, no.

Gomer's already made his plans,
and, uh, it's not for us to interfere.

Now, Gomer,
you'll be using Mrs. Gray's car.

- I'm sure you'll drive carefully.
- Oh, I will.

And don't you worry, Mrs. Gray.
I'll take off real nice and easy,

and that way, I won't foul up your plugs
or gunk up your valves.

Thank you, Gomer.

Well, now, you go along, enjoy yourselves.
Have fun.

Yes, careful fun.

Oh, incidentally, Pyle,
here's our phone number.

If you think of it, you might want
to phone us after the movie.

Oh, now, Daddy, we'll be all right.

I know, dear,
but your mother is such a worrier.

Now, Ed, you know you do all the worrying.

[Gomer] Well, there's no sense
in anybody worrying.

Worrying causes warts,

and they sure wouldn't
look nice on you, ma'am.

So, if it'll set your mind at ease,
I'd be happy to call.

- Good night, sir. Good night, ma'am.
- Night, Mom. Night, Dad.

- Night, Janice.
- Good night, dear. Have fun.

It sure was nice of your mother
to lend us the car.

The bus is okay,
but you don't always get to sit together,

and sometimes there's chewing gum
on the seats.

- Uh, Gomer, may I have the keys?
- Huh?

- Would you mind if I drove?
- Well...

I hardly ever get a chance to drive,
and it'd be fun.

Well, I guess it's all right. You don't
think your daddy will mind, do you?

No, I'm sure it'd be all right, Gomer.
Just give me the keys.

Well, if you haven't driven for a long
time, you better kind of take it easy.

[engine starting]

[engine revving]

[tires squealing]

[tires squealing]

[Gomer sighs]

Are you all right, Gomer?

I'll be fine, Miss Janice,
as soon as I catch up with my stomach.

Wait a minute!
This is not the movie house.

- I know.
- The Way Out A Go-Go Club?

- What are we doing here?
- We're going dancing.

- Come on.
- But Miss Janice...

- Come on.
- Dancing?

- We're supposed to go to the movies.
- Oh, Gomer,

you don't want to go to a dull movie,
do you?

But Miss Janice, we made plans.

I know, but I've heard so much
about these go-go clubs,

and I've just been dying
to see what they're really like.

- Can't we please go in?
- But Miss Janice...

Look, Gomer, I don't get a chance
to have too much fun.

I work pretty hard at school all semester,
so when I'm home,

I like to relax and really enjoy myself.

Well, we sure are
going to look out of place

according to the way the rest
of those folks are dressed.

- Oh, no, we're not.
- Huh?

Well, what...?
Miss... Miss... Miss Janice?

Miss... Miss... Miss...

If you're gonna do something,
you might as well do it right.

Come on!

♪♪

[wolf-whistles]

You wouldn't do that
if you knew who her daddy was!

[loud groovy music playing]

[Gomer] Wait!

Wait, Miss Janice!

Oh, Gomer, doesn't this look like fun?

- What?
- I said, isn't this fun?

Yes!

Well, we've seen all there is to see,

so I guess we might as well go.

Go? Oh, but Gomer,
we haven't even danced yet.

- Let's give it a try! Please!
- Well...

Come on, try it. It's fun.

But I don't know how to do this,
Miss Janice.

Well, I don't really know
what I'm doing, either, but it's fun.

Come on, give it a try.

Golly, if the colonel
could see us in this place,

acting up like this, he'd just be furious.

I think we ought to go, Miss Janice,

and I'm not going to take no
for an answer, either.

Your daddy is trusting me
to take real good care of you,

and that's just what I'm going to do.

I think we ought to go to the movies
just like we said we would.

Oh, I thought you was Miss Janice.

What do you think you're doing, you creep?

Miss Janice?

Miss Janice!

Waiter! Waiter!

Yeah, Marine, what do you want?

Listen, I've lost my girlfriend,
and I wonder if you've seen her.

She has on
one of them little shorty skirts.

Oh, you mean a miniskirt with a wide belt?

Yeah, that's her. Have you seen her?

Yeah, yeah, sure.
Her and about 100 more like her.

Just take your pick.

Miss Janice!

Miss Janice?

Oh, golly, golly, golly!

[door closing]

[Gomer] Sergeant Carter!

- Sergeant Carter, wait till you hear!
- Pyle, what are you doing here?

Why haven't you picked up the colonel's
daughter? You know what time it is?

- I did pick her up, Sergeant.
- Then where is she?

- You're supposed to be at the movies.
- I know, but it's just terrible, awful.

- You'll never believe what happened.
- What? What happened?

Well, I don't know how
to tell you this, Sergeant,

but I can't find her.

You can't find her?
Where did you leave her?

Well, we didn't go to the movies.
Instead, we went to this go-go club.

A go-go club?

Uh-huh, and we was out there dancing,

and the next thing I knew,
she wasn't there.

- You...
- She's lost, Sergeant.

The colonel's daughter is lost!

[music playing inside club]

What were you doing in this joint
in the first place?

- You were supposed to be in the movies.
- I knew we shouldn't have gone in there,

but when Miss Janice
started pulling off her dress...

Pulling off her...?
Pyle, I don't wanna hear another word!

The colonel put me in charge of this date,
and what happens? You lost his daughter!

- But Sergeant, what are we gonna do?
- I'll tell you what we're gonna do.

We're gonna go in this club
and turn it upside down.

- Now, come on, let's move it!
- I sure hope we find her.

I don't blame you.
Your life depends on it.

[groovy music playing]

All right, Pyle, where is she?
Where'd you lose her?

What'd you say, Sergeant?

I said, where were you when you lost her?

Well, it was somewhere right here,

and then we walked over this way
and started dancing.

Okay, Janice, come on!

We gotta get out of here.

Sorry.

It wasn't her, huh, Sergeant?

No.

Come on, let's look for her!

Sergeant!

Sergeant!

Hey, Sergeant, golly, I just remembered

I told the colonel
that I'd call right after the movie.

And it's about that time.

Then you better call him!

Come on, here's a phone booth.

Do you mind? Uh, excuse us.

We wanna make a phone call. Do you mind?

What am I gonna tell him, Sergeant?

Oh, tell him, uh...

tell him you and Janice
are having a swell time

and everything's great.
That'll have to do till we find her.

But Sergeant, I can't tell him that.
That's not the truth.

All right, Pyle.

You wanna know the truth?

You and me are about that far

from a court-martial,
and that's the truth.

Now get on here and talk!

- But Sergeant...
- No buts, Pyle.

I still say
it's only gonna make matters worse.

Hello! Colonel Gray, this is PFC Pyle.

I'm calling like I said I would.

- Well, bye!
- Wait a minute, Pyle. Where are you?

Where am I?

Oh, well, I'm right here in a phone booth.

Yes, but where's the phone?

Where's the phone?

Uh, well, it's right here in the booth.

Tell him you're in the movie lobby. The
lobby, Pyle! What's the matter with you?

And what is all that noise I hear?

Noise?

Oh, well, that's Sergeant Carter.

You wanna talk to him?

Uh, good evening, sir. How are you, sir?

Sergeant, I didn't know
you were part of the date.

Oh, oh, well, uh...

I just happened to run into
Gomer and Janice in the movie.

It was just a happy coincidence, sir.

Get out of here!
Get out of here and stay out!

What's all that, Carter?
Is anything wrong?

Oh, uh, no, sir.

Uh... an us her just happened
to catch somebody smoking

and he's asking him to put it out.

[laughter and chatter]

- Sergeant! Sergeant!
- Huh?

Miss Janice!

Miss Janice!

Well, Sergeant,
now I can really feel secure

knowing that both you and Gomer
are looking after Janice.

Oh, yes, sir.

We won't let her out of our sight
for a second, sir.

Miss Janice, Miss Janice!

Oh, Gomer, I've looked everywhere.

Where were you?
I've met some of the nicest people.

Well, I was with Sergeant Carter
and we was looking for you.

Miss Janice, I think
we better be getting you home.

Oh, not now, Gomer.
They're having a bash and we're invited.

A bash? Where?

You take our car and follow us.

But Miss Janice, you better wait a minute.

It's on Hi Point Street! Eddie's pad!

- Where is she, Pyle? Where is she?
- You just missed her, Sergeant.

- She's on her way to Eddie's pad.
- Eddie's pad? What's that?

I don't know, but there's a bash,
and we're invited.

Oh, you idiot!
What did you let her get away for?

Well, I tried to stop her, Sergeant.

- Sergeant, what's a bash?
- You don't know?

Like to bash someone's head in.
I'll show you later.

Come on, in the car!

[all cheering]

[raucous chatter]

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[girls giggling]

That was Miss Janice all right, Sergeant.

Well, come on, let's go
before we lose her again!

- [loud music plays]
- I'm warning you kids for the last time.

You cut out this racket
or I'm calling the police, you hear?

And I'm not gonna tell you again!
Now, you...

You going in there, two servicemen?

Shame on you!

Here we people pay taxes
just to send you to wild parties?

Disgraceful, that's what it is!
Disgraceful!

I'm gonna write a letter
to my Congressman tomorrow,

now you see if I don't!

- Oh, no, ma'am, you see...
- Come on!

And I'll write a letter
to the Times, too!

[groovy music playing]

Where is she, Pyle? Do you see her?

It's too crowded here, Sergeant.
I'll go over here and look this way.

Hey, man, what's happening?

- Hey, there.
- Look, man,

I'm going into the service
in about a week.

And I was wondering if
you can tell me the ins-and-outs.

- Ins-and-outs?
- Yeah.

Like once you get in and you don't
like it, how do you get out?

Well, you don't. Once you get in, you...

Excuse me, I've got to find somebody.

Hey, wait a second, wait a second, man.

Do they ever give you a chance
to blow your mind by yourself,

or do you gotta groove
with their whole scene at once, man?

Say what?

Sit down and think things out.

Like, I'm still trying
to figure out who I am.

Sometimes I have trouble identifying.

Oh, well, there's no worry there.

Once you get in, they give you a set
of dog tags with your name on 'em,

so if you ever forget,
all you gotta do is take a look.

Now, I really got to go.

Hey, wait a second, man, one more thing.

I'm gonna be going
into a strange environment, so to speak.

Lot of kooks and weirdos, right?
Am I gonna have trouble communicating?

Not if you keep your mouth shut.

Excuse me. Miss Janice!

- Sergeant.
- Huh?

At last.
Well, she's coming with us right now!

Excuse me. Uh, Miss Gray,

I hate to butt in like this, but I think
we ought to be getting you home now.

Home? Oh, but Sergeant, we just got here.
Do we have to go right now?

Well, your father's expecting you,
and I don't like to disappoint him.

- So if you don't mind.
- Look, Sarge,

she doesn't wanna go, and besides, we
haven't finished our dance. C'mon, Janice.

Look, pal, you don't understand.
She has to be home at a certain time.

- Come on, Janice.
- Sarge, it's Saturday night.

Man, look alive.

That's what I'm trying to do.
Come on, Janice.

Come on!

All right, everybody, hold it!
Quiet down!

Stay right where you are!

You see, Officer? Didn't I tell you?
It's a brawl.

Oh, I'm going to write
to the Times about this!

That's the straight dope, Officer,
from beginning to end.

Well, I didn't think
it was anything serious,

but we still had to break it up.
I believe your story, Sergeant.

[phone rings]

Yes?

What's that?

Oh, all right. Send him back here.

Question is, Sergeant, will he believe it?

He?

- Janice!
- Oh, Mother!

Darling, what happened? Are you all right?

I'm okay, Dad.

I think I'll leave you people here alone.

You probably have
quite a bit to talk over.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Thanks very much for your supervision.

If that's the sort of work
you've been doing with your platoon,

maybe a change of scenery would help.

Perhaps a cooler climate
would help make you more alert.

Like, say, the Aleutians?

- But, sir...
- Wait a minute, sir.

I accept full responsibility for
everything that's happened this evening.

I know I told you
I was taking Miss Janice to the movies,

but we just never did get there.

So I stand here looking for the worst kind
of punishment you can deal out

'cause I know I deserve it.

Well, you certainly do, Gomer.

You were a very poor choice indeed
for a date with our daughter.

Excuse me, ma'am, uh, sir.

If anyone's responsible for this, it's me.

I was put in charge
of the arrangements for this date,

and if there was a foul-up, well, I'm
the one that should be held responsible.

You certainly should, Sergeant.

No, wait a minute!

Whatever happened tonight is all my doing.

I wanted to see
what one of those go-go clubs was like,

and now I know.

So, if anybody's to blame, it's me.

Well, I think you're right, Janice.

You started it all.

This whole embarrassing situation
is your fault.

- That's what I just said.
- No, ma'am...

[overlapping bickering]

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute!

Now that I've heard each one of you
insist on taking the blame,

I'll tell you who I really think
is to blame...

me.

- You, sir?
- Yes.

I think maybe I'd better start
giving my daughter

the opportunity to take care of herself.

I guess she should have the privilege

of finding her own answers,
like all youngsters.

So, if we're going to get
to the root of this whole thing,

you might say it was all my fault.

You know, Ed,

I think you're right.

It is your fault.

- Are you sure this time?
- [chuckles]

Well, you have been a bit over-protective,
you know.

I know. I'm sorry I tried
to take over your evening for you, Pyle.

Sergeant, I'm sorry
I turned you into a chaperone.

And Janice, I won't be auditioning
any more of your dates.

From now on, you're on your own.

Well, now tell us about this go-go club.
Was it fun?

- Mmm.
- It sounds horrid.

No, it's really something to see.
It's fascinating.

What happens at these places?

Well, they just sort of
get out on the floor and go-go.

Go-go?

Well, it's kinda hard to describe.
You see, they...

Gomer, show Daddy.

Oh, no, Miss Janice.
I don't think I better.

[Janice] Oh, come on, Gomer.

Show us, Pyle.

Well, sir, I'm just a beginner,

but it goes something like this...

Sure was nice being with you, Miss Janice.
Even with all the excitement.

Thanks, Gomer.
I do hope I see you again, soon. Bye.

We'll get your car back to you, ma'am.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Boy, am I glad this night is over, Pyle.
And I'll tell you something.

Maybe the colonel
is willing to say it was his fault,

but I still say
if you weren't such a knucklehead,

- nothing would've happened.
- But Sergeant...

No, "But Sergeant."
You know what your problem is, Pyle?

You can't stand up to nobody or nothing!

When that girl steered you
into that go-go joint,

colonel's daughter
or no colonel's daughter,

- you should've put your foot down!
- Well, Sergeant, I...

Did ya hear me, Pyle?
You should've put your foot down!

Right, Sergeant.

Hi, Sergeant! Would you be nice enough
to give us a lift?

- Well, I...
- Oh, thank you!

[all shouting]

[cheering and laughing]

That's very nice, Sergeant.

Very nice.

A gang of ruffians
with a Marine sergeant at the wheel.

Oh, I'll write a letter
to the Times about this!

I guess you should've put your foot down,
huh, Sergeant?