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-Hi, Maile. -Hi, Eddie.

I thought maybe you were mad at me. I haven't had to chase you for a week.

-Now, Eddie-- -Sorry, Maile.

This time you're not going to talk me out of it.

But I'm in a big hurry. It is important.

How many times do I have to warn you? If you fly now, you'll pay later.

Please, no lectures. I'm late.

-Chad's coming home. -Chad? Home from Europe?

His plane's probably landing at the airport right now.

Well, follow me. Let's don't keep the soldier waiting.

Thank you, Eddie.

Thanks, Eddie! Bye!

-Hi, Wahilla. -Hello, Maile.

You got passengers coming in?

-Just one. Chad's out of the army. -Chad?

-Here, with my compliments. -Mahalo.

United Airlines flight now arriving at United Airlines ramp.

Wahilla, I think I'm scared.

He's been gone for two years.

What if he's changed?

Just be patient with him.

Some boys need time to get adjusted to being back home.

Some of 'em get the hang of it right away.

Hi, Maile. Hi, Wahilla.

Hi, Chad.

It worked. She's jealous.

She should be.

Please, come along. Get going, will you? Move along.

-He's been in the service overseas. -For two years I was there.

I was over three years, but all I got when I came back was coffee and donuts.

Excuse me, sir.

-Thanks again. -Thank you.

-Maile. -I'd welcome you home,

but I'm not speaking to you.

Hey!

- I was only having some fun. -I saw you.

You knew I'd be waiting for you.

-How could you kiss that girl? -It was easy. I mean...

You call that a kiss?

That's a kiss.

My French blood tells me to argue with you and my Hawaiian blood tells me not to,

and they're really battling it out inside of me.

I've never seen a more beautiful battleground.

All right, soldier. You win.

-Yeah. -Welcome home.

I wonder where he took his basic training.

In Hawaii.

Sure you don't want to drive? It's still your car, you know.

I'm fine right here. And you sure kept them both in good shape.

-Both? -Your body and my car's.

-Pupule. -I'll show you who's crazy. Hit it!

Wait, what are you doing?

I'm not going home now.

Wikiwiki. To the beach.

-I missed you, Maile. -I missed you too.

What were you doing all that time while I was missing you?

-Being true to you. -Always?

-Almost always. -You mean to tell me...

Hi there!

Well, what are we waiting for?

-Got your bathing suit? -Uh-uh.

Don't worry about it. I brought you one from Paris.

-But I've got a job, remember? -Not today.

-It's a Hawaiian holiday. -It is?

Sure. Didn't your mother tell you about hooky-hooky day?

-Hooky-hooky! -Come on.

The old shack. The boys really kept it up, didn't they?

I used to think a lot about this place.

I was afraid it might change, but it's still beautiful.

-Now, this is for me. -You're not going to stay here.

Why not? I got a roof over my head, a cot, a stove--

But you've got a beautiful house in Kahala, and a family.

Now, look. Now let's get this over with.

All the time I was overseas, I got a letter from my folks every week

reminding me of my beautiful home and my beautiful future

and my dad's beautiful pineapple business.

And the more they reminded me, the more I knew I couldn't come back here

with the rest of my life all laid out for me.

No, Maile. It's too easy to fall into a ready-made setup.

I gotta do this on my own. I gotta do it myself.

-Well, can't you tell them that? - I will.

-Good. -When the time is right.

Please don't take too much time.

I don't know how long I can wait for you to grow up.

You're a pretty fresh kid. I think I'll let you have one.

Why, you little...

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

-What's so funny? - I bought this dress to welcome you home.

It's the first time I've worn it.

Hey, you wanna know something? On you, wet is my favorite color.

-Hi. -Hello there. Where'd you come from?

What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?

Could I play with you?

I think you're a little young for this game.

If I get a girl, can I play with you?

He's not as young as I thought.

The game's over, pal. Maybe some other time, okay?

-Bye. -Bye.

-What do you say we go for a swim? -Might as well.

We can't dance.

The suit's in this bag.

-Ready? -Almost.

-Did you really buy this in Paris? -First three-day pass I had.

-How's it fit? -You tell me.

And wow.

Don't you think the sleeves are a little long?

I used to dream of you wearing a muumuu.

If my grandmother ever saw me in this, she'd sew me up in a muumuu for life.

-Don't ya like it? -I love it.

And I thank you for thinking of me.

I wasn't thinking of you. I was thinking of me.

-Now can I play? -Can he play?

Sure, kids. Later.

-You said I can play. -Later.

Hey, it's Chad! Maile!

Hello, Chad! Maile!

-Hello there! -Hi!

Chaddio!

Ho there!

-Hey, when did you get back? -Today, brother.

-Man, what did they feed you in the army? -Lead, man. All lead.

Hey, Chad.

-We sure missed you, brother! -I missed you, brothers!

-Good to see you! -How you doing, boy?

You guys are still traveling light.

Hey, Sarge, what happened to all your medals?

This is it. This is all I got.

Yeah! Look at Duke!

-Duke! -Look at Duke! He missed you, too.

He looks great.

-He looks great. -But he's still as stupid as ever.

Lay off! You know Duke's sensitive. You'll hurt his feelings.

Ito, your chest slipped from here to here!

Hey, Paul, you still slaphappy?

Yeah!

Shave and a haircut, two bits!

Where is it?

-Hey, Maile, you coming in soon? -I'm not ready to come in!

Let her swim, Chad.

Hey, Chaddio, tell us about Naples.

How were those cool, crazy Italian chicks?

-Yeah! -Yeah, yeah.

I picked up this little number.

-Yeah? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-You really want to hear about it? -Yeah!

I'm listening.

-No engagement rings, huh? -Come on. Let's hear it, boy.

Hey, Maile, come on in, will you?

Not yet!

Hey! Dig this crazy seaweed.

That's no seaweed. That's the top of Maile's bathing suit.

Hey, Maile, just stay right there!

Hey, Maile! Don't come out! Just stay there!

Hey! He's bringing a shirt out to her.

See, Ito, I told you. That dog is just plain stupid.

Quiet! He's sensitive.

He can't hear me way out there. Can he?

It's all here, exactly what time your plane leaves and lands in Maui.

-Thank you very much, young lady. -Have a nice time.

-Thank you. -Come back and see us.

-Bye. -Bye.

-Hello, Mr. Gates. -Hello, Maile.

I'll come right to the point. Is my son here?

Chad? Here?

You know what I mean. I've heard he's been home for several days.

If this is true, I know that you've seen him.

Well?

That's good enough for me.

Chad's mother doesn't know about this,

and I want him home before she finds out.

If he doesn't consider my feelings,

he does owe some consideration to his mother.

I leave it to you.

-Goodbye, Maile. -Goodbye, Mr. Gates.

-Hi, O'Hara. -Hi.

-Don't you dig judo? -Man don't live on muscles alone.

You got any ketchup in that bag?

No, but I have some lipstick. Same color.

Nah, lipstick fattening.

-I'm on a diet. -Oh, yeah.

-Where's Chad? -Back in the briny.

It's just like he'd never left.

Even though there's no surf, he's right back in the swim.

Well, he's about to be beached.

Well, it's about time you got here.

I sneaked away half an hour early a sit is.

The fellas are playing for a luau tonight at the outrigger.

I told them to count us in.

Can't. The whole family's meeting in Haleiwa tonight.

-At your grandmother's? -It's her birthday. She's 78.

That's something to celebrate. Am I invited?

-You're hiding out, remember? -Not from your folks.

-Yours either. -Huh?

Your father came to see me today.

He knows you're back.

-You've got to go home sometime. -Why?

You can't spend the rest of your life on a surfboard.

Oh, yes, I can. The G.I. Bill of Rights says I get my old job back.

This is my old job.

Like I said, Yankee, go home!

Hey, wait a--

Hey, wait! I'll get you!

Well, it's certainly nice to have you here.

Thank you.

Here we are.

Well, Daddy, let's drink a toast to your boss.

-Aloha, Jack. Aloha, Daddy. -Aloha.

Aloha.

You know, every time I come here, I feel like a prize fool.

I've just seen the latest company statement raising the dividends.

You're no fool, boss.

Oh, no? Then how come I moved you here and kept myself on the mainland?

To your glorious Hawaiian winters.

Aloha, Jack.

-Aloha. -Aloha.

Mr. Gates! Mr. Gates! Mr. Gates! Mr. Gates! Mr. Gates!

Mr. Gates, guess who here!

He's home. Just drive up in car, all the way from army.

-Who? -Our boy, Chadwick.

Chadwick. Daddy, Jack. It's Chadwick. My boy's home from the war.

Sarah Lee, there wasn't any war.

-Well, don't just stand there. -Aloha.

Chadwick!

Chadwick, my boy!

-Hiya, Mom! -Welcome home, Son.

Hi, Pop. Hey, Jack. Didn't expect to see you here.

Arrived yesterday. Just checking up on your old man.

-You're looking good, fella. -Thank you.

Ping Pong, will you shut off that water!

-Don't get wet. -Yes, sir.

Hello, Mr. Chadwick. You have swinging time in Europe?

Pingo, the swingingest, boy.

-How are you, boy? -Hiya, Jack. Hiya, Pop.

Doesn't he look marvelous in his uniform? Go get the camera, Daddy.

-Later, Sarah Lee. Later. -Come on in the house.

-We got so much to talk about. -I have to get my bags, Mom.

Don't worry, Mr. Chadwick. I get bags--

Aloha!

I got it! I got it!

Ping Pong, tell Cook we'll let her know when to start serving.

-We want to talk to our boy. -Oui, oui, missy.

We must give a welcome home party for Chadwick, Daddy.

And it could be for Jack, too.

Forget about me, Sarah Lee. Just invite Chad's friends.

You mean those nasty little beach boys? Oh, no.

Now that Chadwick's home,

I'm sure he's got all that foolishness out of his system after the war.

Sarah Lee, how many times do I have to tell you, he was not in a war.

I know you're right, Daddy,

but if I don't tell myself there was a war,

I have a most depressing feeling Chadwick's just wasted two years.

Chadwick, sweet boy.

Sure feels good to get back into civvies, Mom.

Why'd you take off your soldier suit?

You looked so handsome in it, just like Stonewall Jackson.

You got some sugar for your mama?

How about a drink before dinner, civilian?

Why don't you give him some of your pineapple juice, Jack?

-Missed it, boy? -Yeah.

You should try the new rum drink, Chad. Jack!

Now, Chadwick's a growing boy, Fred,

and I don't think it proper

for his daddy to give him intoxicating libations.

Now, Mom, I'd like to tell you about the--

We were just talking about your party, Son.

What party?

Your coming-home party to celebrate your return from the war.

We can have the Wilsons and the Pomfrets. Oh, yes, they're a must.

They get absolutely hilarious at parties.

They get absolutely stoned, is what they get.

Yes.

Chadwick, I think it'd be much impressier

if you wore your uniform with all the medals you won.

I didn't win any medals, Mom.

Of course you won medals. What were all those on your soldier suit?

-Just marksmanship and good conduct. -You see, Daddy?

Every soldier wins one if he hits a target instead of an officer.

You put me in mind of my great-grandfather on my side. Captain Matthew Polk.

He was one of the bravest men in the war between the states.

The daring deeds that man performed, his bravery under fire.

His courage on the field of battle made us all proud to be Polks.

It's such a shame Captain Polk was a damn Yankee.

Chad, which one do you want?

-Well, let me see. -You need it, boy.

Take your pick.

I think I'll stick to the straight pineapple juice, Jack.

Now we must decide on the orchestra for the party.

If you'll excuse me, I think I'll freshen up a little before dinner.

-Aloha. -Yeah.

Orchestra? Say, Mom, how about my friends?

You mean those native boys?

They got the swingingest group in the islands.

They are not musicians, Chadwick. They're just beach boys.

Mom, they've turned professional. They do a lot of work around town.

How do you know that?

Why, he corresponded with them while he was in Europe.

Now, Chadwick, we might as well have an understanding right off.

You've come home to stay, and your life's going to be different.

You're gonna associate yourself with the finer elements on this island,

and you're gonna have a responsible position

with the Great Southern Hawaiian Fruit Company,

and you're gonna marry a girl of your own class

and be a gentleman like your daddy.

Mom, do we have to discuss this now?

Yes. I don't want you wasting your precious time

on those beach boys or that native girl.

Sarah Lee, the boy just came home.

Well, I think he should know exactly what we expect of him.

I know what you expect of me.

I thought maybe after a hitch in the army,

I could come back here and do what you want me to.

-But now I know I can't. -How do you know? You just got back.

-I've been back for five days, Mom. -Five days?

Yes, and for five days, I've been at the beach, living in my shack

and dreading the time I would have to come back here and tell you.

I'm not gonna go to work for the Great Southern Hawaiian Fruit Company.

-Sarah Lee. -Yes, Daddy?

Let's talk about it tomorrow, Son.

Home five days and he didn't even come to his mother.

Mom, it's time I started doing something for myself,

like making my own decisions.

Chadwick!

Chadwick!

Your mother hasn't finished, and you haven't had your dinner.

All of a sudden, I'm not hungry. Good night.

He didn't even give his mama any good night sugar.

Sarah Lee, there are times when I could wring your fool neck.

-Good evening, sir. I'll take your car. -Thank you.

No, no.

No. No. No.

Well, it is a pleasant surprise, Chad.

-Thanks, Mr. Duval. -We were not expecting you.

I just came by to pay my respects to Maile's grandmother.

Maile!

We have a visitor.

He says he dropped by to pay his respects to your grandmother.

Excuse me.

I thought you were going home.

I did. I'm out on good behavior.

Your father said he was glad to see me.

Well, I'm glad to see you, too.

Come wish Grandmother a happy birthday.

Grandmother, you remember Chad.

I am delighted to see you again, Chad. Welcome back from the army.

Aloha, and happy birthday. I brought you a gift from Austria.

Thank you.

But the light you kindle in my granddaughter's eye is gift enough.

It's a music box. It plays a European love song.

But they're the same in any language.

-That's lovely, Chad. -And so are you, Grandmother.

Sure beats lunch in town, doesn't it?

You don't get this view in town, either.

No, and it was easier to get a reservation here.

Your grandmother packs a pretty picnic.

The way to a man's heart. She's making sure I reach yours.

Especially after last night. She loved the music box.

I'm glad. She's a wonderful lady.

Boy, the difference between your family and mine.

We're not our families, Chad. We're what we make of ourselves.

You're right. If I'm gonna make anything of myself,

it's about time to get started and take hold of things.

While you're in the mood to take hold...

Maile, I've got to get a job.

And I gather not in your father's pineapple plant?

No, ma'am. No red carpet where everybody knows who I am.

"He's the boss's son. Be nice to him." That's not for me.

Hawaii has a big future. I wanna become a part of it.

-I'm young, healthy. I'm not too stupid. -You're wonderful.

This place is growing by leaps and bounds.

More tourists come here than any other state in the union.

Hey, that's it! I'm glad you thought of it.

-What'd I think of? -Tourist business. Your business.

-It's booming, isn't it? -It's getting bigger all the time.

I know every inch of these islands. I'd make a good tourist guide.

You'd make a great tourist guide. I'll put a word in with my boss.

No, you don't. I'll put in my own word. This mission is strictly solo, you hear?

You're coming in loud and proud.

I gotta get going. I gotta see your boss. I've wasted too much time already.

Chad!

Haven't you forgotten something?

Oh, yeah.

Hey! Hey!

What about me?

Oh, yeah.

These are not only decorative, but they keep my neck warm.

Now, then, let me see. Where were we?

We were somewhere, weren't we?

Oh, yes. I was telling you about my having two years at the university

before I went to the mainland and joined the army.

The army? I see. Well, that's a lovely organization.

Yes.

And you say you've lived here for 50 years?

Yes, 50-- No, for 15 years.

Ever since my father was transferred here from the Atlanta office.

That's where Chad was born, Mr. Chapman.

-Huh? -Atlanta.

He was-- Yes.

Where is the Crouching Lion?

That's a rock formation on a cliff just north of Ka'a'awa Beach.

It used to be a native fishing shrine.

Well, that's good. That's very good.

Yes, that's excellent. I'm testing you, you see.

Have to be on your toes if you want to work for a man like me, eh, Miss Duval?

Yes, sir.

Yes, you do.

Now, then, I am a tourist from Chillicothe, Ohio.

And I want to see some night-blooming cereus blossoms. Where would you take me?

I would take you to the Punahou School.

The Punahou-- You would? That is good.

Yes, well, that's splendid.

This young man knows, Miss Duval.

I think he might do. He might. Well, I'll think it over.

-When will you let me know, sir? -Well, when I know, of course.

-Yes, sir. -Thank you, Mr. Chapman.

Thank you, Mr. Chapman.

Beautiful. Beautiful!

That's Mr. Chadwick.

Quick, cover it up, Ping Pong. I don't want him to see it.

Everything looks so festive, doesn't it, Daddy?

Yes.

-Where's Chadwick? -He's on the telephone.

Straighten your tie. I do hope he's dressed.

-Is he dressed? -He was the last time I looked.

-Fetch me a mai tai, Ping Pong. -Yes.

-We got more bar glasses? -I'll check.

Do that. Parties, parties!

Mr. Chapman didn't promise anything when I saw him today.

I know, but something came up unexpectedly and he needs you.

It's a new client. A schoolteacher.

-A schoolteacher? -She wants to meet you.

-Now? -It won't take long.

Meet me at the Hawaiian Village Hotel in half an hour.

Suppose she doesn't like me? I never had much luck with schoolteachers.

She'll like you. Just don't be late.

I'll pick you up.

Pick who up?

Ten minutes, okay? Goodbye.

I have to run out for about an hour, Mom.

But you can't. Our guests will be arriving soon.

We're having cocktails at 7:00 and dinner at 8:30.

Who was that on the telephone?

-Maile Duval. -Oh, now, Chadwick.

I consented to engage your beach boys to provide music for your party, but--

Mom, if you want me back in time, let's not start anything now, please.

-Chadwick? -Yes?

Fix your tie.

She's supposed to meet us right out here.

-Have you met her before? -No, I haven't.

We shouldn't have any difficulty in finding a schoolteacher.

I could spot one a mile away.

-Good afternoon. -Good afternoon.

I'm Miss Duval from the Hawaii Tourist Guide Service, and this is Mr. Gates.

-How do you do? -How do you do?

I'm Mrs. Ingersol.

And I'm Abigail Prentace...

-How do you do? -How do you do?

...the schoolteacher.

Sure. You can spot them a mile away.

-Won't you join me? -Certainly. We beg your pardon, ma'am.

-I'm terribly sorry. -That's all right, Miss Duval.

I didn't expect a tourist guide dressed like Mr. Gates.

-He is the guide, isn't he? -Yes, ma'am.

These aren't my working clothes. My mother's giving a party tonight.

Mr. Gates comes from one of our finest families.

Well, that's certainly in his favor.

I must be extremely careful because I'm chaperoning four teenage girls.

That's a responsibility not to be taken lightly.

I get along very well with teenagers. I used to be one myself.

And not too long ago.

Frankly, Miss Duval, I was expecting an older man.

Miss Prentace, as part of the service, I promise to get a little older every day.

Of course, if you would prefer another guide,

I'm sure that the office could arrange it for you, Miss Prentace.

We like to keep our customers perfectly satisfied.

Mr. Gates, do you think you can satisfy a schoolteacher and four teenage girls?

I'll sure try, ma'am. I'll do all I can.

Well, what I mean is, this is their first trip to the islands,

and the girls are naturally curious about the local activities.

Such as surfboard riding. Can you arrange instructions for them?

-I'll teach 'em myself. -You?

I grew up on a surfboard.

Outriggers, catamarans, I can handle 'em all.

How wonderful.

Chad used to be an expert at all outdoor sports.

-Used to be? -Well, before he went in the army.

He's been gone for two years. He just got back.

And I'm afraid he's a little rusty.

I'm afraid Miss Duval doesn't realize how well-oiled I kept my machinery.

Well, what time do we start in the morning?

Nine o'clock all right? Here?

We'll be waiting. And thank you for coming by.

It's a pleasure meeting you.

-And you. -Thank you.

Maile?

They didn't build teachers like that when I went to school.

She's all right, if you happen to like older women.

If she's older women, the rest of the group are in big trouble.

You can drop me off at my house.

What do you mean, drop you off? We gotta celebrate my new job.

Aren't you supposed to be at your mother's party?

I'm the guide now, remember?

Do be careful, Daddy. Those mai tais can be mighty powerful.

-Thank you, Daddy. -That's all right.

-Hello, darlings. -Hello, Mrs. Gates.

-This is a lovely party. -Thank you.

I want you to try some of this dip. It's an old Carolina recipe.

My grandmother brought it all the way from Charleston to Savannah.

It's delicious.

-Hello, dears. -Good evening.

Isn't it delightful? It's all so festive.

Ping Pong, I want you to be sure

that Mr. Karnibad's glass doesn't get too empty, s'il vous plaît.

-Oui, oui, missy. -That's French.

Ping Pong's learning to speak it. So nice of you to come to my party.

There you are, Admiral Anthony.

I see you folks have met Admiral Anthony.

-General Anthony, Mrs. Gates. -You may be only a general now,

but it's only a matter of time before they make you an admiral.

-Hi, Chad. Hi, Maile. -Hello, everybody.

-Daddy? -Excuse me.

-Yeah? -Look.

Good. Chad's here.

Yeah, but look who's with him. It's that girl.

Yes. She's very attractive.

Daddy, aren't you forgetting yourself?

I'm trying, Mother. I'm trying.

Well, hello, Maile.

-Nice to see you again, Mr. Gates. -Thank you.

Maile, this is my mother. It's about time you two met.

Mom, Maile Duval.

Very glad to meet you, Mrs. Gates. Chad's talked so much about you.

He has? That's nice, Chadwick.

He's talked about you, too.

Oh, yes. We've both talked about you.

Yes.

Hey, man. Looks like Maile's on the rack.

Are you going to stay for Chadwick's party, Miss Duval?

I'd like to very much.

-Well, let's get her off. -Yeah. Let's rock!

Daddy, I'm going to have a headache. A dreadful headache.

What was that?

Something we may have to get used to, Sarah Lee.

It's called the sound of youth.

-Good morning, Miss Prentace. -Good morning, Miss Duval.

Girls, Miss Duval.

-Hello, Miss Duval. -Good morning, girls.

-These are alohas for you. -How lovely!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

How wonderful.

This is very nice of you.

Good morning, Miss Prentace.

Well, I must say you look more like a guide this morning.

But you still don't look like a schoolteacher, though.

Girls, may I present our guide.

Shall we start our tour with the pineapple fields?

I hate pineapples.

Well, then let's go there first and get it over with.

Are you going with us?

No, thanks. I have to get back to my office.

Can we give you a lift?

That's not necessary. It's just a few steps.

Thank you.

I hope you don't mind being this crowded.

I don't mind at all.

Would you mind closing the door, please?

Well, have fun.

Aloha.

As you know, girls, this is the island of Oahu.

Honolulu, our capital city, is the largest of all the islands.

-Anybody know the population? -Population, population...

Last count, 500,409.

Correct. Give the young lady a five-pound box of broken records.

-Call me Beverly. -Right, Bev.

I'm Patsy.

My name's Selena, but call me Sandy.

Okay. And what's your name, little girl?

-You may call me Miss Corbett. -La-di-da-da.

Well, Miss Corbett, you might be interested to know that since 1778,

we've been welcoming malihinis from all over the world.

-Welcoming what? -Malihinis. That's us.

- I thought we were wahines. -You're both.

Malihini means newcomers. Wahine means female.

What do you know? We're wahine malihinis!

Big deal.

-Patsy, must you? - I did it. I'm bored.

That's quite rude, Ellie. Chad was talking.

It's okay, Miss Prentace. Make it louder, duchess.

All right, everybody out.

This is one of our smaller pineapple fields.

-What are those women doing? -They're picking the ripe fruit.

Conveyor belt hauls it to the trucks, and then to the factories.

How come they still pick them by hand?

Before you pick a pineapple, you gotta be sure that it's ripe enough.

And nothing can beat the human eye in deciding when it's ready.

Well, that's interesting.

And nobody ever came up with anything better than the human hand

to reach into these little leaves and break them off.

-That doesn't look so tough. -Oh, no? Try it.

-Be careful. -It bites!

You see what I mean?

These things are tricky. They're full of sharp little edges.

Can you get us a pineapple, Chad?

I think that could be arranged. Nice, cold slices of pineapple.

-There's a little stand right over here. -Pineapples?

What'd you expect? Bananas?

Ellie, don't you want some?

Hello, Mr. Gates.

Hello. My friends would like some pineapple.

-Certainly. - I bet it's delicious.

- I feel like something cool. -Have you ever tried it with salt?

-Salt? -It's real good.

I'll take this to Ellie.

- I thought you might like some. - I don't.

It's good. Why don't you try it?

Thank you.

That's pretty rude. Are you always so bored or is it me?

Life is a bore, I always say.

-Already? -I've had 17 years of it.

That's the fun part. Wait till the next 17.

Look, don't you start that child psychology bit. I'm no child.

I'm no psychologist.

I believe you're being paid to show us a good time.

When does it start?

The others seem to be enjoying themselves.

-They're a bunch of drips. -Then why did you come over with them?

It wasn't my idea.

I've got two mothers and three fathers.

You must come from a very rich family.

You're a very funny man.

-Look, I'm sorry |- -Don't be sorry.

Just come up with some action.

-Got a match? -I don't use them.

It figures.

What's your idea of action?

What's yours?

You're a very funny girl. Just wait and see.

Yes, Mr. Chapman?

-Miss Duval, come in here, please. -Yes, sir.

Yes, now, dear, but-- Well, I certainly will, dear, of course.

All right, 8:30 sharp. All right, dear. Goodbye.

Just talking to my wife. I promised to take her to the concert tonight.

I must remember that, too. Concert.

Now, then, Miss Duval, what is it you want?

Mr. Chapman, you sent for me.

I did? Well, what is it I want?

-Has it anything to do with Chad? -Chad who?

Chad Gates, remember?

Say, he's a fine-looking boy. He's bright, too. We should hire him.

He's been working for you for two days.

He's the guide for Miss Prentace and the girls.

Girls? Wait a minute. Look here.

I don't want any of my guides carrying on with girls.

There's no hanky-panky on this job.

Mr. Chapman, it's all right. He's just showing them the local color.

And tonight, he's taking them to a hukilau.

A hukilau? Well, that sounds like fun.

My fish. Well, you should enjoy that.

I'm not going. He's taking Miss Prentace and the girls.

Miss Prentace. She's a lovely woman, that Miss Prentace.

They make a handsome couple.

-Yes, young Gates and Miss Prentace. -They do?

Yes. Miss Prentace is quite taken with the boy too. She's even extended her tour.

Now that's hanky-panky from where I stand.

What? Excuse me. Please sit down.

No, Mr. Chapman, that's all right. I don't need a seat.

Well, I do. I'll take two for the concert.

That concert, that's what I wanted to speak to you about.

Now, I was wondering, would you care to take my wife to the concert tonight?

I'm afraid I can't. I've decided I'd better go to the hukilau.

To the hukilau? If you can't make it,

I guess I'll just have to go to the concert by myself.

Yes, Mr. Chapman.

Hukilau. My fish. I... Yeah.

Yeah. Come on, boys. Come on. You girls, too. There.

-Chad, may I help you? -That's all right. I'll help you.

No, we're okay. We'll all help get ready.

Girls! Patsy, Beverly, Sandy! Come on.

Hey, Chad, why don't you go get some firewood for dinner?

Firewood? Man, you'll eat anything.

Hey, watch it, man.

-Isn't this a beautiful spot? -It's lovely. Look at the palm trees.

Hey, come on in. I'll start the fire.

-Do you want some help? -What?

-What are you trying to do, Ellie? - I did it.

-Well, congratulations. -Didn't you like it?

Wait a minute. You trying to get us both in trouble?

Do you want to kiss me again?

I want you to go back to the others and behave yourself.

Why? Afraid you might like it?

I don't rob cradles.

Did you ever see anything like this in a cradle?

Come here, Ellie.

Hold out your arms.

Now close your little eyes.

Take this to Ito.

Come on. Catch the fish!

Come on, gang, let's go! Hukilau!

-Who needs group fishing? That's hokey. -Lots of fish!

If you don't pull the net, you don't eat the fish.

That's hukilau. Let's go.

The men need help! Come on!

Lots of fish!

Lots of fish!

Boy, am I full.

Ito, this is the best fish I ever tasted.

-Yeah. -Good, Ito.

Positively delicious.

-I've had enough. - I think we've all had enough.

Good. That leaves more for me.

You've had six already, man.

Ernest, counting is not couth.

Ito eats like teeth are going out of style!

-Slice some sand! -Yeah!

The last few days, I don't know what time that boy's gotten in.

It must've been after one o'clock last night.

I woke up when I heard our dog barking.

And I thought Chadwick was coming in then.

But then I realized it couldn't be, 'cause we don't have a dog.

Are you listening to me, Daddy?

Oh, yes.

Ping Pong, my eggs are cold.

Take them back and warm them up, s'il vous plaît.

Oui, oui, missy.

-Morning, Mr. Chadwick. -Hi, Ping.

You want some cold eggs?

No, thanks. I'll stick to juice and coffee.

-Thank you. Morning, Mom, Pop. -Morning.

Morning, Chadwick. You got some sugar for your mama this morning?

Well, you're up early this morning, young man.

Have to, Pop. I got a job.

A job? Working?

Sure. For the last three days, I've been a full-fledged employee

of the Hawaiian Tourist Guide Service.

-Oh, Chadwick, how could you? - I thought you wanted me to work, Mom.

Not as a common employee.

Land! Acting as a messenger boy for a group of tourists

when you could follow your daddy's footsteps,

wind up as the vice president of the Great Southern Hawaiian Fruit?

I fail to comprehend you, Chadwick.

I like my job, Mom.

It's fun, it's interesting and I meet a lot of nice people.

Nonsense. Tourists aren't people.

They're-- They're tourists.

-Easy, Sarah Lee. I'm very sensitive. -Hi, Jack.

-Morning, Jack. -Good morning.

Tell me, Chad, where does another tourist meet these nice people you talk about?

Why don't you try the Island Inn? They're having a luau tonight.

Boy, I'm late. I've got a meeting with the Grievance Committee this morning.

-Want to sit in, Jack? -Not me. I'm on vacation.

-Could you drop me off, Dad? -Sure.

-Where's your car, Son? -I don't need it.

I can drive the company car.

-Bye, Mom, Jack. -Bye, Mother.

-Jack. -Fred.

Land! My son driving tourists around like a chauffeur.

It's a disgrace.

I don't know. When you married Fred, he was just a chauffeur,

driving bananas around in my old truck.

I'd rather drive girls than bananas any day.

-Right this way, folks. -Right after you, boy!

You girls really shake that grass.

And you wanted me to go to Chicago and visit your mother, Enid.

Beautiful song.

-It was lovely, Chad. -Thank you.

They taught us that corny hula stuff in dancing school when I was three.

You were never three.

It's good. What's it called?

A mai tai. Here, you finish this one. I'll order another.

Miss.

Miss, another of these little tummy-warmers.

Now we got some real pretty company over here.

Howdy, ma'am. I'm Tucker Garvey. This is my wife Enid. Say hello, Enid.

Hello.

We're from Tulsa, Oklahoma.

Allô! I am from Paris, France.

Well, what do you know? I sure do like a pretty little French girl.

Say some more of that talk for me, Fifi.

Je suis fillet avec sole. Oui, oui?

Chateau Frontenac... Big boy.

Yeah.

So sorry! I make ze big mistake.

I thought it was a pig's knuckle.

Take it easy, Frenchy.

You are very brave, big boy.

Well, Fifi!

Parlez-vous français?

Yeah, let's dance. Come on! Come on, Frenchy. Let's dance, huh?

-No! -Let's dance.

-Hey, wait a minute. -Let me go!

-Yeah, Frenchy, let's dance now. -I don't want to dance!

-Come on. You wanna dance, don't you? -No!

You're going to dance, Frenchy. Come on. You know, you're stepping out of line.

-That's my business. -It's my business, too.

Thank you, duchess.

That was wonderful, young man. How about dancing with me?

Thank you, ma'am, but we haven't finished eating yet.

Come on, handsome. Garvey, tell him to dance with me.

-Yeah, boy. Go ahead and dance with Enid. -You dance with her. She's with you.

Oh, no, not me. I've been dancing with her for 15 years.

I'm gonna dance with Frenchy here.

Excuse me, Mr. Garvey. I think you should go home and sleep it off, sir.

Well, you watch who you're calling names, boy.

You're gonna wind up sleeping it off. Now, go on, get lost.

Sir, why can't we can settle this like gentlemen?

-Didn't I say move? -Chad, please!

Go on. Turn him loose, sis. Turn that tiger loose.

Yeah!

Thump him, Garvey! Thump him, Garvey! Beat him a good one.

Garvey! Get up, Garvey! Get up!

Chad, look out!

Hit him for Fifi!

Why, you--

Emergency! Emergency! Police!

Hey, you! Cork up the wailin'.

I said cork it up!

Now, wait a minute--

Beautiful. You guys sing beautiful. I hope you get life with me.

-Dad, I know how you feel about-- - I posted your bail, Chad. Let's go.

-What about the other boys? -They'll be out in an hour.

I'm sure they all have sympathetic fathers like yours.

I'm very upset about this, Chad.

I know you are, but I couldn't help it.

I thought this tourist guide idea of yours would teach you some responsibility.

There he is! I'll fix you, you'll see.

Mrs. Garvey, just to be fair, I'm sorry about your black eye.

There he is! I've got him.

Lieutenant, arrest this man.

But he's just been released.

Released? That's not right. Not at all. He's a violent boy!

Now just a minute. I happen to be this boy's father.

If it runs in the family, he may strike again. Mrs. Garvey!

Say, Mrs. Garvey knows how wild he is. She told me all about it. Didn't you?

Oh, my goodness, Mrs. Garvey. You should never wear green with that eye.

-Who is this character anyway? -This is my boss, Dad.

Your ex-boss. You're fired, young man.

Mr. Chapman, he was only protecting your clients. You can't fire him.

Oh, yes, I can. I'll do it again too. Just watch me. You're fired! See?

Mr. Chapman, why don't you give me a chance to explain what happened.

I don't want an expla-- I want the money.

-$700. -What for?

To cover for the damages your son caused at the luau.

-What a mess it was. -I haven't got $700.

You haven't got-- Then your father will have to pay it!

I will not.

Daddy, it's okay. The newspapers will be on my side.

What do you mean? What newspapers?

The newspapers I gave the story to,

about how a guide from your tourist service got into a fight

and everybody wound up in jail, including one of the tourists.

-That's good, isn't it? -That's good.

No, it isn't. It's bad. That's very bad for business. You can't--

I'll sue the newspapers. That's what I'll-- That's good, isn't it?

Yes. That's good.

Lieutenant, I'll waive the release and go back to my cell.

No, you won't. He can't do that! Gee, he's going to ruin my business.

I demand, Lieutenant, that you release-- Whatever.

-Send him home. Just send him home. -He's free to go.

-Come on, Chad. Let's go. -Maile.

Miss Duval, I'll see you back at the office.

No, you won't, Mr. Chapman. I just quit.

Quit? You can't do that.

Yes, I can. I'll do it again. Watch. I quit. See?

My baby!

My baby!

My baby's home from the big house.

Sarah Lee, will you forget those old movies?

You are all right, aren't you, Chadwick?

They didn't grill you under a lamp or anything?

No, Mom. No grilling, no lamp. I'm just fine.

I do hope this doesn't get back home.

Daddy, there hasn't been a Gates in jail

since the revenuers caught your moonshinin' uncle squeezin' corn.

He was your uncle, Sarah Lee. He was a Polk.

Mom, I'm sorry, honestly, but it wasn't my fault.

I know that, dear. It's your friends.

Mostly that Duval girl. She's the one to blame.

-Maile had nothing to do with it. -She was there, wasn't she?

And you got that job working in her tourist place.

Well, who else can we blame?

-She's pulling you down to her level. -I won't listen to that kind of talk.

Well, then listen to this.

You've tried it your way and you've made a mess of it.

Now you'll try it our way, and our way means

no more beach friends and no more harebrained jobs.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Yes, sir, but I can't promise I'll go along with it.

If you'll remain in this house, you'll go along with it.

I'm sorry, sir. You just made the decision for me.

Chadwick. Think of who you are.

Remember, you come from a fine family.

You'll do enough remembering for both of us, Mom.

Oh, Daddy! What did we do wrong?

Offhand, I'd say we got married.

This is the life, isn't it?

-How do you like being unemployed? - I don't.

-How would you like to be married? -Are you asking?

Not till I know what the answer's gonna be.

One more setback and I'll establish a new record.

First man to ever lose a home, a family, a job and a girl all in one day.

-You were perfectly right in what you did. -Yeah?

Chad, don't quit. Bounce right back.

-There's so much you can do. -Yeah. I can be a tourist guide.

Miss Prentace thought you were a good guide.

I saw her at the office when I picked up my things.

She really blasted Mr. Chapman for firing you.

She canceled the rest of her tour. She seems to think a lot of you.

I'm sorry about the tour. I really think she was enjoying herself.

I know she was.

She's not taking the girls home, is she?

Unless she signs on with another guide service.

But I'm more concerned about your plans than hers.

-Maile, you're a wonderful girl. -I am?

You're pretty too. Not only wonderful and pretty, you got a brain.

I'm so glad I was able to help.

-Bye. Take care of my board? -Where are you going?

-To see Miss Prentace. -Miss Prentace?

We just made a deal to continue the tour. Now, if you'll follow through...

"Plane reservations and hotel accommodations at Kauai."

I'll do what I can.

By the way, congratulations. Was she hard to convince?

No. She was all for the idea.

That's right. Three days.

When I come back, we'll celebrate.

Goodbye, honey.

Okay, girls, let's go inside. Come on.

Okay, girls, follow your luggage.

-Isn't this beautiful? -Look at the palm trees!

-And the bridge over the lagoon. -Yes, it's nice.

I'm going to like it here.

We'll meet in the lobby in half an hour, girls.

Beverly, you come with me. We're rooming together.

Put on your riding clothes, girls. I'll arrange for the horses.

-This is for dinner, girls. -I'm starved. I could eat a horse.

Please, make it mine.

Shall we go in to dinner now, Chad?

We have to wait to be called, Miss Prentace.

Well, who's gonna call us?

That's the traditional Hawaiian way of announcing that chow's on.

Pretty impressive, huh?

-Indeed. -It's beautiful.

-Shall we, ladies? -Yes.

Duchess? Dinner is served.

-This one and that one. -Did you tell Chad you were coming?

No. I want to surprise him.

Are you sure Miss Prentace is staying at the same hotel?

I made the reservations myself.

You're almost as anxious to get to the hotel as I am.

- I have business there. -So have I.

Here you are.

Hi, Chad.

What do you want?

Off-limits. Come on. Back to your room.

I couldn't sleep there.

Well, you sure can't sleep here. You--

That perfume! You ought to take a bath.

On second thought, you ought to take a cold shower.

Chad, I'm lonesome. I want someone to talk to.

-What about your roommates? -They're sleeping.

That's where you should be. In bed.

I am in bed.

-Hello? -This is Maile. I just got in.

-Maile. You just got in where? -Here at the hotel.

I thought it would be a surprise.

Surprise? It is. I mean, I'm glad you're here.

Are you receiving visitors?

Well, I was just getting ready for bed.

It's been a rough day. I'm tired.

Am I getting the brush?

No. No.

No!

No. I'll meet you in the bar in five minutes.

Well, then, that's better.

Well, at least we have five minutes.

I have five minutes. Your time's up, Miss Oversexed and Underage.

I spent one night in jail on account of you.

-That's when I knew. -Knew what?

When you fought with Mr. Garvey at that party, I knew you cared.

- I wasn't fighting over you. -No?

Don't you think I'm worth fighting for?

I think you're a mixed-up kid that's too big for her britches.

I don't wear britches.

You're getting out of here right now, Miss No-Britches Bar dot.

Chad, do you think I'm pretty?

I think you're pretty forward and pretty stupid.

Wouldn't you rather hold me than old Abigail?

I'd like to hold you over a barbecue pit.

Who is it?

-Us! Patsy. -And Sandy!

What is this, game night at Coco Palms?

We've got to see you. It's important.

-What are you doing here? -We're looking for Ellie.

-Has she been here? -This is my room. Out!

-And that's my perfume! -And she's wearing my peignoir!

You're ruining my sleep.

-That dirty little sneak! -Who's a dirty sneak?

-You are. You stole my perfume! -You're wearing my peignoir! The nerve.

Keep quiet, girls! Ellie was just leaving.

I don't care what she's doing, but not in my peignoir.

-You could've asked. -Don't you dare!

-You've got nerve. -You didn't say where you were going.

-Go back to your room. -You just took it and ran.

Go back to your rooms and settle this.

Ellie, I'll depend on you to explain to them

what you were doing here and why you were here.

Now, everybody get out, please.

-Yes? -Abigail Prentace, Chad. May I see you?

We've gotta get out of here.

Just a second. Come on, girls, in the bed. No, no!

-Hello. -Hello. I hope I didn't disturb you.

I've never been more disturbed in my life.

Well, this is irregular, I know, but may I come in?

Sure. Come on in. We're having open house tonight.

I was so restless, I went out walking in the moonlight.

Moonlight in Hawaii can be rather intoxicating.

Yeah, I know. That's why I never touch the stuff.

-I just had to talk to someone. -Whatever it is, this is the night for it.

Chad?

I'm not as young as you might think I am.

Not old.

But a little older than you. Not that that should make a difference.

No. It doesn't make any difference.

You know, I've taken a vacation every summer, looking for, well, romance.

An attractive girl like you shouldn't have any trouble finding romance.

-Thank you. I'll get quickly to my point. -Yes.

When Miss Thackery first asked me to chaperone the girls on this trip,

I accepted eagerly.

I thought it would insulate me against this frustration.

-Yeah. -But instead, Chad, it's happened.

What's happened?

I've found romance.

You have?

Ellie!

Ellie!

Ellie! Ellie!

Chad...

I just can't keep it a secret.

-This is most unexpected. -To me, too, Chad.

-Excuse me. -Open up! Open up!

-Chad! Chad! -Chad, Ellie's gone!

-What? -And the Jeep!

Just now she stole the Jeep--

-What? -She drove off like a maniac!

Calm down. Which way did she go?

-Out the front gate. -Up the highway.

Crazy kid. I'll get a car and see if I can catch her.

Miss Prentace...

She went so fast, we couldn't stop her.

Ellie!

Ellie!

Ellie!

Ellie!

-Come on, Ellie. -Leave me alone!

-Let me go! -Stop it, Ellie! Stop it.

-Let me go! -I'm trying to help you!

-Let go! Let go of me! -Stop it!

Listen, Ellie.

-Stop this! Stop it! -Why did you have to stop me?

Nobody cares about me. Whether I live or die.

Nobody seems to care because you don't seem to care about yourself.

You have to care first.

If you like yourself, others will like you too.

There's nothing to like.

There's a lot to like if you wouldn't try to be something you're not.

It don't work. I know.

You better find out now and save yourself a lot of grief.

-Everybody hates me. -Nobody hates you.

No? Then why do my parents always send me away,

to school all year, on trips every summer?

And you, you threw me out of your room.

You didn't throw Abigail out.

You know what you need? A good, old-fashioned spanking.

Maybe I do. Nobody ever cared enough about me.

Even for that.

All right, Eleanor. If that will prove that somebody does care...

-You wouldn't dare! -Wouldn't I dare? Wouldn't 1?

I got a feeling this is gonna make both of us feel an awful lot better.

-These hot cakes are good. -They're delicious.

Ellie, pass the guava jelly, please.

-Here, Bev. -Thank you.

-Gesundheit. -Gesundheit.

That's a good way to see how many friends you got.

Sneeze and then count the gesundheits.

Ellie, I hope you didn't catch a head cold last night.

No, ma'am. Just the opposite.

Maile, you haven't touched your breakfast. Aren't you hungry?

I don't have much of an appetite this morning.

Are you feeling all right?

As a matter of fact, I'm not, Miss Prentace.

I didn't sleep very well last night.

I had rather a restless night myself.

Perhaps you should get some rest instead of going riding with us today.

Maile!

We'll meet out front in 20 minutes, girls, and don't be late.

-We won't, Miss Prentace. -We'll be there. We promise.

Chad, I'd like to talk to you.

-About last night? -Yes.

I didn't get a chance to finish what I was telling you.

Miss Prentace, I'm not the guy you think I am. I snore and everything.

Aloha!

-Jack! -Jack!

Abbie! I've been looking all over for you. Hi, Chad.

I didn't want to disturb you last night.

This is what I've been trying to tell you, Chad.

-You mean you and Jack? -Yes!

Congratulations. The both of you.

-Thanks. -It's great. It's just great.

Look, fella, I've got my girl.

But what I just saw of yours, I'd say you've got a few things to straighten out.

-Where'd she go? -Last time I saw her,

she was headed for her bungalow.

I missed you.

It's great. You don't know how great it is.

He's a nice boy. I hope things work out for him.

He'll have to take care of his girl himself.

Maybe I can give him a hand with his other problem. Come on.

Operator.

You look wonderful.

Operator, get me Mr. Fred Gates on Oahu.

At the Great Southern Hawaiian Fruit Company.

Hi, honey.

You're in the wrong room, lover boy.

Look, I'm sorry about last night. I got tied up with--

With Miss Prentace! I saw you.

I could try to explain what happened, Maile, but nobody would believe me.

Not even me.

Would you just believe this?

I love you, and there's nothing between Miss Prentace and me.

Well, of course you deny it. But I know that look, and she's got it.

That look is for Jack. He's got it, too.

Mr. Kelman and Miss Prentace? You can do better than that.

You must think I'm a fool.

-Look, Maile-- -Don't touch me! Get out!

-Men. You can have them. -I don't want them.

Get out!

I want you!

-Lonnie, three mai tais. -Yes, sir.

-Dad, what are you doing here? -Hello, Son.

I sent for him. It's about time you two got things settled.

-Settled? -Sit down.

Do you mean to say that you dragged me all the way over here just...

-What are you doing here anyway? -I'm here on business.

Well, that's a welcome change.

-What kind of business? -Dad, I've been doing a lot of thinking.

You and Mother have wanted me to work for the company. Do you still want it?

Yes. Your mother and I both want that very much.

-And you, Jack? -Nothing would suit me better.

That leaves me. What do I want?

I want independence, a chance to prove I can stand on my own,

which seems to rule out working for the company.

But I think I've figured a way to do both.

Work for the Great Southern Hawaiian Fruit Company and Chad Gates.

How many salesmen do you have, Jack?

-I don't know. -317.

-Scattered all over the States, right? -And Canada.

And every year you have your annual sales meeting in Atlanta.

-They all come, don't they? -Most all.

Have you ever thought of how much they would look forward to a trip to Hawaii?

You could bring 'em over here, show 'em how we grow the fruit,

process it, let them get a firsthand taste of Hawaiian sunshine

and they'd go back to their territories and sell like they've never sold before.

-Fred, I think the boy's got something. -And also special incentive trips.

Any salesman who goes over his quota,

he gets a week's holiday here, all expenses paid.

Why, that's a crackerjack notion.

I'll put you in charge of the whole program.

No, I don't want that, Jack. I wanna go in business for myself.

With Maile. Now that's my Declaration of Independence.

I wondered where I fit into this.

-Maile, sit down. -Hello, Maile.

Now, I'm giving Great Southern this idea.

I expect them to give us the tourist business.

My partner will figure out the costs and draw up a program for your approval, okay?

You've got a deal.

Chad, I'm proud of you.

Lonnie, four of those little tummy-warmers over here.

Yes, sir.

-How do you feel, partner? -Proud and happy.

"Gates and Duval Travel Service." Has a nice ring to it.

It's too long. Simple. "Gates of Hawaii."

-Don't I get any billing? -Sure. Gates is plural.

Now, in case you didn't recognize it, that's a proposal,

and that has a better ring.

You're sure?

Well, I suppose I could be romantic about it, but you'd say yes anyway.

-You're pretty sure of yourself. -Isn't it about time?

Missy. Mr. Gate. Mr. Gate.

-Mr. Gate on line for you. -Merci beaucoup, Ping Pong.

Hello? Hello, Daddy?

Sarah Lee, pack your things. You're coming over to Kauai.

Kauai? What on earth for?

Don't argue with me, Sarah Lee.

You better hurry over here or you'll miss your son's wedding.

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Everything okay, Mr. Gate.

Missy Gate just taking nap, s'il vous plaît.

And did you know that my daughter-in-law is of royal blood?

She's a direct descendant of King Kalaniopoopoo of Hawaii.

-Kalaneaupuhuu. -Yes. Our southernmost island, you know.

Yes, I know. I am her grandmother.

-Yes. -Here they come.