All language subtitles for Yanks (1979) en

(distant gunfire)

(solemn music on bugle and drum)

(man) Howdy!

Scruffy lot of buggers, aren't they?
I bet they've just come off the boat.

- It makes you wonder.
- What?

What women see in 'em.

(marching music)

Yanks!

Yoo-hoo!

(vehicles approaching)

Jean! Jean! Come quick!

There's Yanks. Hundreds of 'em.

As if we hadn't enough of them already.

- Aye. Mother won't be pleased.
- But you will, eh?

Aye. I like Yanks.

(all cheer)

Hey, sugar, you wanna hitch?

- Why don't you come in here with us?
- There's more room in a tin of sardines.

Yeah, ma'am, but not as much action!

Pretty country.

Look at all that green, Danny.
Winter and it's still green.

You think they've got any more
like that little bus conductress?

Don't you think about anything else?

Three weeks on a boat pulling my pud
and scratching louse bites.

You're diseased, Danny.
Brains all between your legs.

(all laugh)

Tea break. That's all I ever hear
around this goddamn place.

That's right, Sergeant. Fancy a cup?

I got 210 men due here any minute now.

They're gonna want water. They won't
get any unless you fix the fucking pipe.

- It's fixed.
- Why ain't it coming out the other end?

It's waiting. Till it's turned on.

- This is good.
- Would it be possible to get it turned on?

- Yes. After I've had my tea.
- Fucking limeys.

Why don't you have a cup, Yank?
Calm you down a bit.

Don't call me Yank. I'm not a damn
Yankee. I'm from Ardmore, Oklahoma.

Howdy!

Give me some of that soap.

- (wolf whistle)
- Hey, honey!

Oh, my God.

- Over here! Over here!
- Hey, will you look at that?

Dames! I'm feeling warmer already!

The Red Cross only do it for officers.

So don't put your uniform on.
They'll never tell the difference.

- Hey!
- Over here!

- Welcome to England.
- Thank you, ma'am.

- Welcome to England.
- Hi, GI.

- Where are you from?
- Connecticut.

- Welcome to England.
- Thanks.

Keep your eye on the doughnut,
not on the hole.

Thanks, lady.

Boston, Mass.

- Welcome to England.
- Hi, GI.

- Where are you from?
- Louisville, Kentucky.

Honey, it stinks.

- Have a nice hot cuppa.
- Thank you, ma'am.

- What's the matter?
- I think I'm in love.

I think you've been too long on the boat.

- Welcome to England.
- Get outta here.

- Where are you from?
- Arizona.

- Name?
- Private Jacques.

- Name?
- Ruffelo.

I hear you're quite a boxer?

- Golden gloves.
- Keep your hands to yourself round here.

- Name?
- Dyson.

It's a beautiful country. A little chilly.
They forgot to put the roof on.

- What are the women like?
- I haven't met one yet.

- When do we get a pass, sir?
- What's a pass?

Thank you, ma'am.

- Welcome to England.
- Psst.

I got the truck for the orchestra
on Saturday.

- Oh. Wonderful. Thank you.
- Can I have one with sugar?

Fantastic. Thanks a lot.

- And where do you come from?
- Burlington, Iowa.

(radio) Stretch out. Make sure
those waistline muscles are pulling.

- Morning, Dad.
- Morning, love.

Morning, Clarrie.

- Won't be a minute with your overalls.
- That's all right, love.

I like 'em warm, anyway. It's bloody
freezing this morning on the bike.

- What shift you on?
- Nine till seven.

Not again.
You'll kill yourself, that's what you'll do.

Doing two jobs, it's just ridiculous.

It's the same for everybody, isn't it?

- Geoffrey, come and get your breakfast.
- Coming.

- You do look worn out.
- I am, love.

Mind the plate. It's hot.

- Geoffrey!
- Coming, Mother.

- Morning.
- Morning, lad.

- Morning, Geoff.
- Morning.

- Where did you get that hat from?
- Billy Rathbone gave it to me.

- Where did he get it from?
- The fish-and-chip run.

- The what?
- The chip run.

Kids fetch fish and chips
for the Yanks at the camp.

- Billy's the big organiser.
- They pay us.

- He's letting me help him on Saturday.
- You'll do no such thing.

- Mother.
- Take that silly cap off at the table.

- Mother!
- Take it off, Geoffrey.

- They're very good to the kids.
- Are they?

You like your brother
behaving like some little scrounger?

- Really!
- Perhaps it's how you see yourself.

Amusement to foreigners
with more money than sense.

- Honestly!
- Your Ken might have something to say.

- Dad.
- They're only lads, Mother.

Soldiers thousands of miles from home.

- We should be grateful.
- Oh, but I am grateful.

We need all the help we can get.

But do they have to act
as though they own the place?

Go on. Move it out of the way.

All the way.

Fucking limey rain.

- Driver, right on back to receiving.
- OK, Sergeant.

What we gonna do with all this shit?

5650-0086-35.

No way.
I'm not signing for something I didn't get.

Look on the manifest.
You got ten crates of binoculars.

- This is a binocular? Come on!
- OK, so they fucked up a little.

It's the army. What do you expect?

I got a little Scotch in the truck. You keep
the sneakers, you get two cases.

- You trying to bribe a fellow officer?
- I gotta get outta here.

- I'm shocked at you.
- Four cases.

- Six.
- That's robbery.

I don't want the Scotch for myself.

Look at these poor, wet, miserable
bastards. Outside working their asses off.

These are my men. I couldn't face myself
if I didn't look after them.

You're as full of shit
as a Christmas turkey.

- You're the one with his nuts in a wringer.
- OK, six cases.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

Schmuck.

(PA) Convoy six,
attention in the mess hall.

Some of you guys haven't stored...

- More onions and potatoes in there.
- Right.

Some of those leftover bones.
Give it some flavour.

- Sure thing, Matt.
- Cigarette out.

I'll take some of those grits.
What about some of those ham hocks?

A little bit of greens. Some gravy.

- I'll be back for the watermelon later.
- You do that. Next.

Hold on to it. Hold on to it. Hold on!
Let go! Let go!

- We got it!
- Don't lose it, whatever it is.

- A pass, dummy. We got a pass!
- No shit!

I hear some of these girls
ain't seen men for years.

Can you imagine? Years.
Hurry up! Get changed!

They've waited years, Danny.
I think they can wait a couple more hours.

(woman) Any more fares, please?
Any more fares?

Any more?

Any more fares, please?

Coach and Horses next stop.
Coach and Horses.

Coach and Horses.

Coach and Horses, Dad.
Come on, now. Any more fares?

Who hasn't paid me? Come on, now.

Night, Dad. Be careful.

- There you go, sir.
- Thank you, Sergeant.

- Is he gonna be OK?
- Who, the sergeant major?

He'd find the Coach and Horses
with his head in a bucket.

Could an' all, that one.

- What did she say?
- I don't know.

How far you going, lads? No cracks from
you, cheeky face. I've heard it all before.

Town, is it? First time?

Cat caught his tongue?

Shy. Very shy boy. Scared of women.

- Oh. Two fours, please.
- I'll get it.

- You OK?
- Yeah.

One sixpence, two pennies. Ta, love.

Any more fares, please?

D'you hear that? She called me love.

I don't think it's personal.

Last stop now. Come on. Everybody off.

This is it. Little America.

Town terminus.
Come on, lads. All out. This is it.

As far as we go.

- I heard there was fog. This is ridiculous.
- Night, love.

- Is this town?
- Just a couple of minutes' walk, love.

- Follow that road there.
- OK. Thank you.

Hey, cherub.

- Me?
- Come here.

Here.

Just in case you get lost.

(Matt) What's it say?

It says we're going to the movies.

All right!

♪ Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run, run

♪ Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run, run

♪ Don't give the farmer his fun, fun, fun

♪ He'll get by without his rabbit pie

♪ So run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run, run

- If they come, I'm not speaking to them.
- Don't. I'm not bothered.

- Do you want half? Last one.
- If you're offering.

♪ I've got tuppence to spend
and tuppence to lend

♪ And tuppence to send home to my wife

My mother'll kill me.
If only you'd asked me first.

How could I? They were on my bus.

(audience sings
"Deep in the Heart of Texas")

- Hey, there they are.
- ♪ The sage in bloom is like perfume

♪ Deep in the heart of Texas

Excuse me.

Come on, come on.

This is Movietone.
Leslie Mitchell reporting.

The latest films to arrive
from the Burma front show...

Sorry we're late, but it was
so goddamn dark we couldn't find it.

It's a blackout, chuck. Show 'em a light
and they drop a bomb on you.

- They're like that, the Jerries. Nasty.
- Shh!

- The name's Danny.
- Mollie.

- This is Matt.
- Hi.

- This is Jean.
- Glad to know you, Jean.

- Shh!
- I said glad to know you, Jean.

Do you mind?
I'm trying to watch the news.

The object of this attack
was to obtain identification

of Japanese troops
reported to be in occupation.

- Cigarette?
- No.

Oh, ta.

- Did you see that?
- Shut up!

Matt, you gotta be quiet.
She's trying to watch the news.

Fish and chips four times, is it?

- Eating them now?
- I'm starving!

Help yourself to salt and vinegar.

Here you are, Jean.
There's nothing on 'em.

- Cod and chips twice.
- More batter here, Doris.

(woman) Get out of it! You can talk!

There, soldier. Get that down you
and you'll not do so bad.

- You ain't kidding.
- Half a crown, love.

Oh, sure. Jh...

No, two shillings and sixpence.
Take him on one side and teach him.

He'd best learn t'money
or they'll do him right, left and centre.

- Now, son, what's yours?
- Fish and chips, please. 36 times.

- (all groan)
- (woman) We'll be here all night!

- You don't look like a boxer to me.
- What do you mean?

You know what they call me?
Boom-boom Ruffelo.

- Boom-boom!
- Really. Cos I got power in both hands.

- I got power somewhere else too.
- Bragging again, are we?

We're not having a very good time,
are we?

No, I'm fine, really.

- You been out with an American?
- No.

Maybe that's what's bothering you.

- A girl gets a name going with Americans.
- I ain't...

And my family has a shop here.

- See you tomorrow, Jean.
- Mollie, wait a minute.

- Matt, see you at the barracks.
- I must go.

- Behave yourself!
- What are you so scared about?

- You don't have to be scared of me.
- I'm not scared.

Cos I tell you,
I'm the one that ought to be scared.

Think about it.

Here I am, God knows where,
God knows how long.

I'm out with the first
real English girl I ever met.

That's pretty scary.

I told you, it isn't you.

- Somebody else?
- Hm.

- Right. He's in the army?
- Yes.

We're getting engaged
when he gets leave.

But you're not engaged yet,
so you can see me again.

I don't understand.
I've told you there's no point.

I'd just like to see you again.

Like tonight. We could go take in a movie,
something to eat, go for a walk.

No fancy moves.

You just want a girl.

- The woods are full of girls.
- Pick yourself one.

Look, you never ever met
anyone like me before.

- No one as modest, anyway.
- I didn't mean it like that, like bragging.

It's like I never met
anyone like you before.

Oh. I'm not that special.

Sure you're special.
I think everybody's special.

- First of all, you're a foreigner.
- Oh, I see.

Are we in America now? You shouldn't
have any trouble finding your way home.

- I didn't mean it. I'm sorry.
- Good night.

Wait. Where are you going?

- It's all right. My mistake.
- You got me all wrong.

- Sorry.
- I take it all back. I'm the foreigner.

- I don't know how to get back.
- Keep going till you get to the monument.

Thanks a lot. Where's the monument?

- (clatter)
- Shit!

(Jean) Where did you get it, Annie?

Our last kid brought it home with him.

- The one that was wounded?
- Aye, in Africa.

Said he'd have brought the bloody head
as well if they'd let him.

- Here's your stamps, Mrs Shenton.
- Could have been worse, Clarrie.

- Could have been a Yank's.
- Ooh, I wish it had been.

With a Yank in it and all.
They're my sort of lads, the Yanks.

(Matt) Hi.

- Can I help you?
- That's very kind of you, ma'am.

- Is it OK if I just look around?
- Yes, of course.

- Ta-ra.
- Goodbye, Mrs Shenton.

- See you.
- Bye.

Good bye.

Sure there's nothing I can help you with?

Yeah. Do you carry -
what do you call them - bicycle clips?

- We do.
- Could I try them on?

Certainly. Jean,
would you take care of Annie, please?

Yes, Mother.

- Hey! Those are clothing coupons, love.
- Oh, sorry. Sorry.

- Shall I put yours on account, Annie?
- Yes, please, love.

It's pension day on Thursday.

I'll have to get myself one of these lads.
Pay you cash then, no danger.

I can't seem to find them anywhere.

You're not climbing ladders, Mother.

- Go and see to my dad's tea.
- Thank you, Jean.

- I'll be in the kitchen if you need me.
- All right.

One pair of bicycle clips.

- I wanna take you to the movies.
- No, thank you.

I've already told you I've got a boyfriend.

Perhaps you don't believe me.
You'd like to see a photograph.

Yeah, that'd be nice.
Maybe I should ask your mom.

- Don't you dare!
- She'd show me.

- Matt!
- Oh, remembered my name.

Now, please, be sensible.

- OK, let's both be sensible.
- Right.

- How much do I owe you?
- One shilling, please.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

- Saturday, the Ritz, eight o'clock.
- No, thanks.

- All right, I'm going.
- You are?

I look like the kind of guy
to cause trouble?

It's OK. I'll just be back tomorrow.

- Good morning, Ivy.
- She's round the back.

You're not much help
standing there staring.

I'm not staring, I'm admiring.

- You're early, aren't you?
- I'm always early.

You just never noticed.

Here, let me give you a hand.

- You'll get dirt on your uniform.
- I'm used to dirt.

I worked my way through law school
collecting garbage.

- I thought you washed dishes.
- I did that too. I did lots of things.

- Dug ditches, shovelled coal, drove a taxi.
- Phone, Miss Helen! Master Tim.

- Can you bring those leeks?
- Sure. That's what I'm here for.

Tim? This is getting ridiculous.

Nothing but phone, phone, phone.
Why aren't you at school?

I am at school. They're playing rugger.

- Shouldn't you be playing too?
- Yes, but... I try.

I'm just no good at it.

- They all bully me.
- I see.

I try my best, Mum.

- What do you say, girls?
- Hi.

- Fresh new crop of GIs just came in.
- Hey!

Hey-hey! Huh?

Just kids, most of them.
Ivy, listen. This is for you too.

Don't break their hearts.
I gotta turn them into a fighting machine.

- Before you start, would you like tea?
- No, thanks.

I'm floating in the stuff. I'm gonna go
into the living room. The drawing room.

(Helen) It's terrible for all of us. How do
you think Daddy feels about being away?

Hm. That's better.

- How are you, Mrs Moreton?
- Can't complain, Captain.

Good.

Yes, I will write tonight. Right. Chin up.

- I'll see you in two weeks.
- Yes, all right. See you then.

- Yes, bye.
- Bye, darling.

(piano music)

(stumbles over notes)

(hits note repeatedly)

(upbeat jazz)

- I can't play when anybody's watching.
- I like watching you play.

So angry with yourself when you make
a mistake, as if you weren't allowed.

- It tells me something about you.
- That I can't play the piano, yeah?

- Are you cold?
- Well, it ain't Miami.

You don't have to drink it.

- What was all that about?
- I said no to a cup of tea.

Sacrilege.

- I got a letter from Ann today.
- Oh, you must be pleased.

Peter hasn't written for weeks.
Well, he'll have written, of course, but...

She sold our house.

Just like that.

She put the furniture into storage, packed
up the kids and moved in with her family.

- Didn't want to bother you.
- She didn't tell me till after it was done.

- She doesn't even like her family.
- Perhaps she didn't want to be alone.

I wonder why she didn't tell me, though.

Do you tell her everything?

So far.

I remember we did talk about it.

I mean, when I knew
I was gonna come overseas here,

and the fact that I might not come back.

- She'd be saddled with responsibilities.
- That's a bit pessimistic, isn't it?

Yeah, I think she'd call it realistic.

When Peter went away, we decided
we'd play it down, take it in our stride.

Everyone did. We had to.

Three very long years.

Where would we have been
if we'd been realistic?

- Here.
- Oh! Thank you.

- Here you go, ma'am.
- Hello. Ooh!

(orchestra plays)

Stop that!

(coughs)

- Son of a bitch!
- All right!

Go on. Shoot one. Shoot one.

- What happened to Liverpool?
- (boy) Football final!

Come on, get your paper!

- Hello, Jean.
- Oh, hello, Mrs Bradshaw.

- Get a load of that!
- Hey, baby!

- How about a drink?
- How about me? Mine's a port and lemon.

That Betty Grable's a bit of all right!

- Hurry up. It's starting.
- Two 1/9s. That'll be 3/6.

- Hey, look. Do you like that?
- I like it just a whole lot.

- That's a shame, cos I saw her first.
- Three.

- Hi, honey. How are you?
- Hello.

We've got a problem.
My stupid buddy bought three tickets.

- Wanna join us.
- No, thank you.

- Waiting for someone?
- I'm waiting for a friend.

Boyfriend, girlfriend, what?

Give the lady a drink.

- Have a drink.
- No, I don't care for it.

What are you doing?
Want me to wring your neck?

- Hey! Hey!
- Hey, sarge, come on. Have a drink.

- You wanna drink? You wanna drink?
- (Jean) Matt! Matt, please!

Come on. Jesus!

Oh! Not bad for a Scotsman!

- What did you say yours was, Tex?
- Half-and-half.

- A chaser.
- Two chasers and a pint of bitter, please.

Two chasers.
He's not a bad dart thrower, Tex, is he?

- He's getting better every night, this one.
- A twenty, a five and a bull!

Right, son. What can I do you for?

Yeah, I'd like a sherry and a half-and-half.

Half-and-half coming up. New in?

Yeah. Last month.

- Bloody cold, eh?
- Cold? Cold I can take.

- I don't know about this wet.
- You'll get used to the wet.

Another couple of months, you'll be
coughing your guts up with the rest of us.

Now, then. Sweet or dry?

- What do you think?
- Sweet.

Bloody Yanks.
Bloody Yanks coming over here.

Why don't you bugger off home,
back where you bloody belong?

Sir, I didn't ask to come to this country.
I was drafted.

If you've got any kind of influence,
I'd be grateful to get back where I belong.

The sooner the better.

Sherry.

Take no notice, lad.
He's just lost his boy. Burma.

- Right, lads.
- One bitter, please.

- And half-and-half.
- Coming up.

Sometimes I got a big mouth.

Say things I shouldn't.

- How do you drink warm beer?
- It should be easy with a big mouth.

- Evening.
- Evening, George.

That's our diner, there.

Just outside of Tucson, Arizona.

Own that free and clear.
Dad does, anyway.

That's him. Dad and my brother Eddie.

The pretty one there is me.

I'm the short-order cook there mostly.

- Short-order?
- Hot dogs, hamburgers, cheeseburgers.

- Oh, you mean snacks?
- Yeah, I guess so. Snacks.

"Adam and Eve on a raft."

Know what that is?
Two poached eggs on toast.

- You got a nice smile.
- Thank you.

You ought to smile more often.

Where's your mother?

She died when I was a kid.
I don't remember her too much.

After the war are you going back
to work for your dad?

Not a chance.

I haven't told anybody this before.

You know what a motel is?

Well, a motel is kinda like a hotel
on the highway, you know.

You stop off there. You got
your own little cabin and bathroom.

They're springing up all over the States.
I'm gonna build me one of them.

I got a place all picked out too.
It's on a canyon.

The top of the canyon flattens out
and I'm gonna build it there.

It's beautiful. Out there you've still got
wide open spaces. Roads are straight.

Not like here. When I come here,
I feel kinda hemmed in, you know.

Anyway, that's what I'm gonna do.

- I'm sure you will.
- I will.

And when that one gets going,
I'm gonna build another one.

And then I'm gonna build another one.

And another one.

Your guy, does he bring you up here?

Ken? Yes, since we were kids.

- Known him a long time, then?
- We grew up together.

That could be nice.
No surprises any more.

You in love with him?

- He's everything I've ever wanted.
- That's not what I asked.

I heard what you asked.

Everybody loves Ken.

I guess all the luck didn't fall on Arizona.

(excited shouting)

- Morning, Sally!
- Get to the back of the queue!

It's for oranges, love.

Ooh! About time an' all!

Do you mean the one who was here
the other day for bicycle clips?

Yes, Mother. He's a friend.

You've always told me to bring my friends
home. He wants to meet you.

- I've no wish to meet him.
- Who the hell are you?

Jean. Jean.

I'm sorry.

- He's different, Mother. He's decent.
- Decent! How do you know he's decent?

- Plenty of them are.
- You know plenty of them?

No, of course I don't.

I don't understand
how you can put Ken in this position,

knowing how people feel
about these Americans.

- He knows about Ken. He understands.
- How do you know?

Because in three weeks
he's never touched me.

- (knocking)
- Come on, love!

I wish they'd have a bit of patience.

I'll be with you in a minute, ladies.
It's not even 8.30 yet.

Now, look, Jean.
Your lad's away in the army.

You can't ride two horses with one arse.

We enjoy one another's company,
that's all.

He asked me to tell you
before somebody else did.

It doesn't affect Ken and me.

- Where do you want this?
- Where they can see it.

I don't want any more arguments
this morning. I don't feel up to it.

- Come on, Clarrie.
- Sorry. I won't be a minute.

- Sorry.
- You took your time, didn't you, love?

- Good morning.
- Nice to see you.

Hello. Come on in, it's cold.

Sorry, just one each. Sorry.
The missus'll sort it all out.

Jean. I don't want to be prejudiced.
Honestly I don't.

So you can ask your friend round
for tea on Sunday.

- Thanks, Mother.
- Let's hope nobody tells Ken about it.

Now, then, ladies. Let's have
a bit of order here, shall we, please?

- Can you serve me first?
- I was first in the queue!

(Helen) That is why I want you to know...

(man)..want you to know
that it was only an accident

and I didn't get damaged
anywhere important.

(Helen)..damaged anywhere important.

Think she's gonna know
what that means?

Well, she wouldn't know
if she saw you now.

I want her to know
that I'm not gonna be able to walk so good

but I can still... you know.

Hm. You can still...

I want it to be not... you know, crude...

Why don't you tell her
that you can still make love?

Yeah.

...was only an accident and I didn't
get damaged anywhere important.

- (dog barks)
- (bicycle bell)

Get out! Be off!

(Ivy) Post, Miss Helen!

- Get down, I tell you!
- Riley! Come here!

- Morning, Arthur. How's your grandson?
- He's doing champion, thanks very much.

- There's nothing from the navy.
- No, there isn't.

Thank you.

Get down, will you?

It's mostly bills.

- There's one from Tim.
- Oh, poor kid.

- If you ask me, I think it'd be best if...
- (door closes)

(Helen) "Dear Mum, please let me come
home. I hate it here."

"They bully me because they say
I don't try hard enough at games,

but I do my best."

"I don't want to let you and Daddy down,
but I want to come home so, so much."

"I don't fit in here.
You must understand. Please."

"All my love, Tim."

- Very good. Well done, darling.
- Jolly good.

- How's Anna?
- Fine. She sends glowing letters.

I'm afraid Tim's inherited
all my insecurities.

Oh, Helen, he'll soon settle down.

We had the same problem with Patrick
when he first went away to school.

You mustn't give in to him.

Nobody likes to see a boy unhappy,
but you must not give in.

- Some take longer than others.
- A question of backbone.

You have to ask yourself "What is it..."

Do you think I should bring Tim home?

I don't think a kid should have to
stay miserable for the sake of tradition.

It's a very good school.
He could get over his problems.

- Peter and all his family went there.
- Yeah, well, Tim's not Peter.

- You don't believe in tradition?
- Not in that kind. Neither do you.

Do what you feel
and never mind duties, responsibilities...

All those things aren't much unless
you can support them with feelings.

They hold you together sometimes.

Let them go. You won't fall apart.

Are you happy?

I like what I'm doing.

Do you sleep well at night?

Planes keep me awake.

You're incredibly beautiful, you know.

Thank you.

- I've said that to a lot of women.
- I'm sure you have.

I even meant it once or twice.

Nobody's ever surprised me like you do,
you know.

Go with your instincts.

You make it too simple.

I come from a simple, primitive people.

Mongrels. We got no traditions.

Trust your feelings.

I feel...
that you should go back to the camp

and I should go up to bed.

Wrong again. Don't trust what you feel.

Thank you, John.
You do help me, you know.

Just think of me as the Red Cross.

(aircraft overhead)

Don't let the planes keep you awake.

(whistling)

First time you've cooked
since you've been sergeant.

Why do you think they promoted him?

Who are you poisoning this time?

Fuck you and the boat that brought you.

Look! He's using real eggs!

- It's got to be for a girl.
- What else is worth all the trouble?

You ever noticed
how much limey girls stink?

As a matter of fact, it's not just the girls.
All limeys stink.

- What do you mean, stink?
- They don't wash, so they stink.

- Some stink. Some don't stink.
- They all stink.

Their hair, their clothes,
everything about them.

We must be getting used to it.
But they still stink.

- My girl don't stink.
- You don't smell it any more.

No, I've seen her wash.
I don't wanna hear no more about it.

OK, sarge. OK.

- She don't stink.
- OK.

Even if she did, you know what? I'd like it.

- The table looks lovely, Mother.
- Is it all right?

- Ham as well?
- You wouldn't know we were rationed.

Let's hope he likes it, Jean. Geoffrey, go
and fetch me some chutney. Home-made.

There's an article
about the three Roberts boys.

Lost at sea when the ship went down.
I'd better call round.

Don't mention that
in front of the American, Jim.

Why the hell not?

Wouldn't be tactful.
He's not seen active service.

(knocking)

- It's the Yank.
- Why didn't you open the door?

He's not coming to see me.

- Hi.
- Hello. Would you like to come in?

Thank you.

- I hope I'm not late.
- No.

No, of course not.

- This is my brother Geoff.
- Geoff.

How you doing? Hi, I'm Matt.

- Hiya.
- Put it there.

I brought you some things I thought
you might like. Candy, comic books.

- Can I take your coat?
- Yeah, thanks.

- Mother, this is Matt.
- Hello.

- Matt, this is my dad.
- Nice to see you again, ma'am.

I appreciate you asking me here.

- Mr Moreton.
- How do you do, son?

- I brought this for you, ma'am.
- Oh. Thank you.

- Look what I got. A tin of fruit.
- That's very nice.

- Matthew, isn't it?
- Yeah, that's right.

- After the apostle.
- Yeah.

- I hope you won't be offended, sir.
- Oh, thanks.

Offended? No. Thank you very much.

- Yes.
- Aren't you going to open yours, Mother?

- Nice!
- Oh, it's lovely!

It's made with real eggs, ma'am.

- You made it?
- That's right, ma'am. Just me.

Well, it really is lovely.

But I don't think we'll have it tonight,
thank you very much.

We've got quite enough already.

We're having this tonight, no danger.
Thanks.

("Für Elise" on piano)

(plays wrong notes)

- How you doing, Mr Moreton?
- Fine, fine.

- This is a beautiful town round here.
- Yes, it is.

Wonderful, wonderful country.

We don't get fresh ham often.
It's usually canned.

It's nice for us.
Special occasion, you know.

- Do you grow these vegetables yourself?
- No. We have done.

- You have a garden. I saw it.
- Jim's a very good gardener.

We have a garden back in Arizona.

- I really can't eat any more, Mrs Moreton.
- Did you enjoy it?

- Can I have that, please?
- No.

Can I have your plates, please?

This? That's something
I sent the wife from the front.

They came round
with the needles and ribbons and that.

- You made it?
- Yeah. Strange, really, isn't it?

- What are these?
- The medals they gave us.

That's the victory medal there,
and the 1914-18 war...

That's what we call a pineapple.

- A pineapple?
- Here. Give that a try.

- Good, isn't it?
- Yeah, great.

Now we'll try this thing here.
Here's a peach.

I can see what you see in him, Jean.

He's thoughtful. Very pleasant.

If it wasn't for Ken...

I just wish we knew more about him.

That's it, Danny! Kill the limey!

(shouting and cheering)

- Bloody Yankee!
- Get away from him! Stay away!

(Mollie) Smash his bloody ugly face in!

Hit him! Keep your head up!

Hit him in the guts! Come on! Go!

Go on, Danny!

(man) Danny, get that limey bastard!

(man) All the way, USA!

All right, Danny! Champ!

How are you?

- All right. How long you home for?
- Two weeks of freedom.

- Let's wear your hat.
- Go on, shorty, but I want it back.

- Hello, Mrs Shenton.
- Hello, Ken, love. Welcome home.

Thank you. You're looking well.

How are you? Can I carry your kitbag?

No mucking about. Government property.

Come on, shorty. Pick your feet up.

(lively music)

You all right, lad?

Huh? Yeah, I'm all right.

(laughs)

Come on, snap out of it.

Well, Jean, you're a grand girl and
we've watched you grow up with pride.

And we don't give you away easy.

It'd take a special kind of lad
to persuade us.

But Ken here, well, he is.

You know, us old 'uns,
we do our best here at home.

But it's youngsters like these two
that bear the brunt.

The danger, the separation and the worry.

So good luck to you both.

And let's hope this bloody war's over

by the time we all get together
to put the rubber stamp on it.

- Hear! Hear!
- So raise your glasses to Jean and Ken.

- Jean and Ken.
- All the luck in the world.

- Congratulations, love.
- Thanks, Auntie Maud.

Come on. You act
like she's the only girl in the world.

You ever hear of other fish in the sea?

Like that one right over there?

She's nice, but she's with somebody.

Chee.

(sings)

Excuse me. Would you care
to take a little twirl round the dance floor?

- I'm just having a drink.
- The lady's with me.

She doesn't want to dance.

I didn't hear her.

Do you wanna dance with me?

Well, no, thanks. I'm with friends.

- Why don't you...
- You don't dance with Americans?

- Look, shove off.
- No, I don't dance with Americans.

- We're having a good time. Leave us.
- Don't dance?

- I got cigarettes here. Want cigarettes?
- No, thanks.

You take cigarettes from Americans.
Have a cigarette.

- Have a couple of cigarettes.
- That's gone in my drink.

- Maybe some whisky...
- We don't want any.

- (shouting)
- Drinks on me!

Bloody hell!

(Danny) Come on, let's get outta here!

Come on, man! Move it! Go! Go! Go!

♪ I like your lips and I like your eyes

- Whoa! What the hell's going on?
- Try down here!

Yanks. Yanks.

Come on!
Round the back here! Further on!

Jean.

- Jean.
- Hey.

- Hey. You OK?
- Yeah.

Come on. We need a drink. Let's go.

- Teddy! Teddy, open up!
- Come on.

- Teddy, we want a drink.
- Come on, he's not here.

- Teddy!
- You're gonna wake everybody up!

- Rise and shine, Teddy!
- You're crazy!

What the bloody hell's going on?

Do you realise what time it is?
What the hell do you want?

- We want a drink.
- Oh, it's you two, is it?

- Get us a half-and-half.
- OK, lads. Half-and-half coming up.

- Half-and-half, half-and-half!
- Half's mine and half's the wife's.

- Shit!
- It's piss.

- All right, Eddie!
- Wait a minute!

- Oh, Jesus Christ.
- Take your hands off me.

Sounds to me
like you were looking for a fight.

Yeah, I was, sir.

You've been running
with the Moreton girl?

Yeah, I took her out a couple of times.
Nothing serious.

It's very easy to get involved
with women while you're over here.

But it's their country
and you gotta play by their rules,

even if you don't understand
them sometimes.

Look, sir, I got drunk,
made a damn fool of myself.

No excuses.

Confine them
to the company area for a week.

If you're caught fighting again,
we'll take your stripes.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

Take a hike.

On platform one, London Euston train,
calling at Stockport and London Euston.

Nice to have something
to laugh about, eh?

- Ken...
- Listen, Jean.

The er... The garage.

My dad says it's mine when it's all over.

I'd like it.

I can build something for us out of it,
honest.

I know you can. I know that.

It would be pretty plain sailing, Jean,
you and me. Maybe a bit too plain.

If we come through it the same,
at least we'll be certain, won't we?

Just get back, eh? Just get back safe.

Train at platform one is the London train
calling at Crewe, Stockport and London.

Passengers for North Wales,
change at Crewe.

(giggling)

Passengers for North Wales...

Hey, lads, where you going?
They're not as cheap as us in London.

- I don't envy you that lot.
- Shall I send you one for Christmas?

No, thanks.
I think I'd rather take on the flaming Japs.

- Ken...
- Now, you're not to worry, kid.

This new lot I'm joining, they're no mugs.
Crack troops.

Better than scrubbing around
in the infantry, eh?

- There's something I want...
- (whistle)

I love you, kid. Be happy on your say-so.

- I'm asking nothing, right?
- Ken, please.

- I'll be thinking of you every minute.
- Ken, look after yourself.

- Look after yourself.
- Goodbye.

- Don't forget to write.
- Goodbye.

Bye.

Good bye!

- See you soon!
- Bye!

♪ I'll be seeing you

♪ In every lovely summer's day

♪ In everything that's bright and gay

♪ I'll always think of you that way

♪ I'll find you in the morning sun

♪ And when the night is new

♪ I'll be looking at the moon

♪ But I'll be seeing you

- Ice cream!
- (all cheer)

Everybody likes ice cream!

Ice... You want ice cream?
We got ice cream.

♪ I'll find you in the morning sun

♪ And when the night is new

♪ I'll be looking at the moon

♪ But I'll be seeing you

- Hey.
- Hey.

You having a good time?

(drum roll)

Ladies and gentlemen, we're just about
to say goodbye to 1943, hello to 1944

in ten seconds.

Nine, eight, seven, six,

five, four, three, two, one!

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year, Jean.

Happy New Year.

(singing "Auld Lang Syne")

- Happy New Year.
- Happy New Year.

♪ Should auld acquaintance be forgot

♪ For the sake of auld lang syne

♪ For auld lang syne, my dear

♪ For auld lang syne

♪ We'll take a cup of kindness yet

♪ For the sake of auld lang syne

♪ For auld lang syne, my dear

♪ For auld lang syne

♪ We'll take a cup of kindness yet

♪ For the sake of auld lang syne

♪ For auld lang syne, my dear

♪ For auld lang syne

♪ We'll take a cup of kindness yet

♪ For the sake of auld lang syne

- Happy New Year.
- Happy New Year.

- Where were we?
- In London. We went up specially.

- Happy New Year.
- Happy New Year.

- Absent friends.
- Absent friends.

- Happy New Year.
- Happy New Year.

- Happy New Year.
- (phone rings)

- I'll go.
- No, it's all right, Ivy. I'll get it.

- 348.
- (John) Hi.

Oh, hello.

I just want to be the first
to wish you a happy New Year.

Happy New Year. Where are you, John?

I'm in the office.

Wish you weren't on duty.
We should be celebrating somewhere.

Listen, this was a very canny
manoeuvre on my part.

- Was it?
- I scored points for volunteering tonight.

Did you?

Besides, if I can't be with you,
I'd just as soon be alone.

- Happy New Year, Helen.
- Happy New Year, John.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Excuse me.

- Coming through.
- Excuse me.

- Here's your beer.
- Any more fares, please?

- Shut up! I'm just jingling his change.
- Using this?

No, love, take it away. I'm happy.

Ooh! He's a big lad for a little lad,
aren't you, chuck?

- It's like sitting on a bloody stirrup pump.
- You're disgusting.

Hark at Prissy Knickers. You know
what you got, Matt? A time bomb.

She'll blow your bloody head off
when she lets go.

I can't wait.

(upbeat jazz)

I got you a beer. Mind if I sit there?

Hey, ain't that the white boy
from the mess hall?

Look at him play! God damn!

I wanna dance.

Get off!

Gorgeous, ain't she?

Oh, yeah! Come on, Charley!

Move over, boy. I'm cutting in.

Get him out of there. Get him off the floor.

- Let them dance.
- I don't think the lady wants that.

- It doesn't matter.
- I don't see no lady.

- Let them dance.
- Do you see a lady?

- Cool it, OK?
- He's drunk.

All I see is a whore dancing with a nigger.

- (screaming)
- Get your hands off me.

(shouting)

OK, nigger. Come on.

Come on. Dance with me one time.

That's all. Come on.

Please, let's have some order.
Please clear the floor.

Stop it!

God damn!

I can whip you! I can whip you, white boy!
I can whip you! I can whip you, white boy!

Assholes!

Hold him over the edge.

We gotta make an impression on you.

We gotta learn you niggers
to keep your place. Dance to this.

I was only dancing with her.

- (whistle)
- What's that?

- It's MPs.
- Shit.

Hey, hold it, man.

Break it up up there. All right, you.

- Never thought I'd be glad to see MPs.
- He was looking for it.

They'd have killed him
for dancing with a white girl?

Some places you just can't do that.

- You believe that too, do you?
- You saw what happened.

Come on, let's get outta here.

Come on, Mollie.

- Excuse me, would anyone like to dance?
- Do you want a dance?

Come on.

Yeah.

Are you dancing?

Will you just leave me alone?

I'll leave you alone.
Just keep walking. Just keep walking.

Sorry, sir. No more orders after midnight.
Residents only.

- It's New Year's Eve.
- It's New Year's Day.

- We had an extension till one...
- I've been calling you for ten minutes.

- Have you?
- Yes.

Aren't I a monkey? I didn't see you.

Good night, Wing Commander.
All the best. Don't forget us.

I'm sorry, sir. It's the law, you know.

- What law?
- You have to be a guest.

- Staying with us in the hotel.
- To drink after hours.

Happy New Year to you.

- Good night, Mrs Moody.
- Sleep tight, Colonel.

- And a happy New Year to you.
- And to you. All the best.

- Let's hope it will be.
- You got a room?

If it were only up to me, I wouldn't...
Pardon?

- Do you have a room?
- Matt, it's not necessary.

- I think we can find you one.
- Good. I'd like a room.

Yes, sir. Single or um...

- Single. Now, am I a resident?
- Yes, sir.

- Good.
- What would you like to drink?

I would like a double whisky
to go with the single room

and a sherry for the lady.

Please.

- My pleasure.
- Thank you.

You like getting your own way, don't you?

I needed a drink.

I left with you because
I didn't want to make a scene.

But if you do that again,
as if you own me...

- What would you do?
- I danced with another man...

You were making a point.
He wasn't some other man.

No, he's the kind
you're allowed to beat half to death...

The guy walked in there
with his eyes wide open.

He knew what he was doing.
It was a black guy and a white girl.

- He knew the score, Jean.
- There isn't any score.

This isn't Alabama or somewhere.

- And you just stood there.
- There was nothing I could do.

You didn't even try.

There we are.
One key, one double Scotch and a sherry.

I'm sorry, I can't let you have any more,
sir. Whisky is short, you know.

- Keep it.
- Thank you, sir.

Just call me if you require another.

Look, Jean,
you dig me out of goddamn Arizona,

it wasn't a state 50 years ago,

dump me in a town the Romans built,

and you expect me to act
the way you want me to act.

I'd want you to act the same in Arizona.

Yeah, you would.

I don't know if I can change.
I don't even know if I want to.

We're different people, Jean.

We may talk the same, look the same,
but we just ain't the same.

And I like it.

- Why can't we leave it at that?
- Because I don't want to leave it.

I don't want to leave what we have.

I can try.

I can try, Jean.
That's about all I can promise you.

Well, finish your drink
and take me home, please.

OK.

Kind of a shame to waste a good room.

- Home.
- Home. OK.

Goodbye, Anna. Be a good girl.

- Your train leaves Manchester Central.
- I know, Mummy. You've told me.

Take care of her. The train leaves Central.

She'll be all right.

- (man) Stand clear!
- Keep your chin up.

We'll laugh about it all
when Daddy comes home, you'll see.

- Goodbye.
- Have a good term, both of you.

(John) Be safe, girls.

(whistles)

Grab your coat and hat.
We're going on a trip.

- I can't go anywhere. I've too much to do.
- Give it a rest, will you?

You work too hard.

I took a day off. You should too.

- Where are you proposing we should go?
- I propose we should go to Ireland.

- Why are we going to Ireland?
- Top-secret.

- Ever been before?
- No. I've always wanted to.

Come on, let's go!

Top of the morning to you, buddy.
How you doing?

You got the usual?
Nylons, bourbon, cigarettes?

We're a little low on cigars.
Somebody's short-changing us.

- See you in six hours.
- You got ten minutes.

- What?
- We gotta get out before it gets socked in.

- Time for a quick drink.
- My guys need three cases of bourbon.

What else?

(man singing on jukebox)

All we need is a bar of soap.

- What do you say, guys?
- Hi, Captain.

- Not bad, huh?
- (whistles)

Top-secret indeed!

You don't understand.
Wars are not fought with bombs alone.

What can I do you for, folks?

- What are you gonna have?
- I'd like a cup of coffee, please.

And I'd like a bottle of cold beer.

- Could I have a Coca-Cola as well?
- You can have anything we've got.

- Bring me some change. Dimes.
- I'd love some chocolate.

All of that stuff out there is just going
to generals and war correspondents.

All I'm doing is diverting a little of it
to the common man.

- Democracy in action.
- Now you're cooking!

- Cheers.
- Good health.

- You're not waiting to see if you've won.
- Know the odds against winning?

Last guy to beat that machine
was Al Capone.

- We flew that from Havana, Cuba.
- How come there's no roulette wheel?

We're working on it.

- Give me some more.
- I didn't know you were a gambler.

Neither did I.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Yeah!

- Wow! Fantastic!
- It's all in the attitude, you know.

Welcome to America.

Thank you.

- For what?
- For showing me Ireland.

(Jean) They're pouring in.
Truckloads of 'em.

- Mother.
- What are you doing up here, Jean?

- There's a shop to open up, love.
- I'm going to ring the doctor.

There's nothing the matter with me.
My stomach's acting up, that's all.

It's this wartime rubbish we've got to eat.

Go and attend to the shop,
would you, please, love?

(indistinct shouting)

- There's thousands of them.
- Yeah. Just think of all them chips.

If we can get 2,000, tuppence a time,
we'll make a fortune.

- I'll do Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
- You won't.

I'll do Thursday, Friday, Saturday.
You'll do Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.

(woman) Welcome to England. There's
a doughnut there and there's sugar.

Tim! Tim!

Tim, what has happened?

I'm not going back.

You... You won't make me, will you?

- I won't make you.
- I hate it so much.

- Oh, darling, I'm so sorry.
- I just couldn't take any more.

What happened? Tell me about it.

Second platoon, ready. Hit it!

Third platoon, stand by. Go!

Go get 'em!

Come on, you pussies. On your bellies!
Come on!

- It's great, isn't it?
- Move along!

Keep your goddamn ass down!
Keep down or you're dead!

Titchwell, you've got the biggest ass
I've ever seen! Move it!

Move it! Trip the light fantastic! Move it!

(instructions continue)

(all) One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!

- (whistle)
- One, two, three, four!

Hey!

- One, two, three, four!
- Take cover. Quickly! Come on!

Whoo!

One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

Two ounces of cheese.
Now, jam, Mrs Shenton?

- You got any shoe polish?
- Yes, but you'll have to wait your turn.

- What sort do you fancy?
- Got any damson?

- Yes. What they call damson.
- Stockings? Brassieres?

- You've come to the wrong shop.
- I'll wait forever for you.

- Here's your damson.
- Got any picture postcards?

- Can't you see she's busy?
- (Jim) Jean.

- Anything with the name of this place?
- What's the name of this place?

- Jean!
- All right, Dad!

See what he wants. I'll deal with this lot.
I'm in a right bloody mood for them.

- Thanks.
- You were next. What do you want?

- The soup's boiling over.
- Why didn't you turn it off?

Your mother
doesn't like me in the kitchen.

- My mother's in bed.
- (Clarrie) Oh, no, she's not.

Oh, Clarrie. Look, love, go back upstairs.

- I thought you were having a rest.
- With all that row going on?

What have you got in there, love?
A cattle market?

- The shop's full of new Yanks.
- Oh?

- Who's serving?
- Our Geoff and Mrs Shenton.

I was going to bring this up to you.

- Jean, where are the razor blades?
- Coming.

Take your pills.

Oh, yeah.

(ship's horn)

- (boy) Where you going?
- (soldier) Newport News.

- Is that in America?
- Sure is!

- Take us!
- Can we come?

- Hey, kid, want an orange?
- Yeah!

Send me one first!

You got it! Hey, kids, want a can of fruit?

- Yeah. Any peaches?
- You bet! Catch!

Here it comes!

Do you wish you were on that ship?

So long, kids!

I wish I was on it with you someday.

Take you home and meet Dad.

I think he'd like you.

Wouldn't know what to make of you,
but he'd like you.

- Hey!
- (Matt) Hey!

I think we should go to New York City
first. What do you think?

Yeah, we'll do that. We'll stay
in a fancy hotel, see a Broadway show.

We'll take a train all the way
across the country. A sleeper.

Mm.

(sailors whistle and shout)

We'll go to... to Phoenix first.

Then we'll take another train
down to Tucson.

I'll show you the desert in spring.
Oh, Jeannie.

The flowers on the cactus are so pretty.

I'd like to see that.

Good. We got a date.

(Jean) It's a long way.

Yeah, it's a long way
around the corner sometimes.

I know that.

But this is different.

If only my mother weren't so ill.

I couldn't leave home now,
even if I wanted to.

I think you can do anything you wanna do.

I know horses,
but I don't know about these bikes.

Mother, what's the matter?
What's happened?

It's Ken. He's... been killed.

His sister came round.

They had a telegram at tea time
to say he'd... been killed in action.

I hope you're proud
of what you've done to us.

- Excuse me, ma'am?
- That boy knew.

Knew about you and
your dirty little goings-on behind his back.

He lived for you, Jean.

Didn't want to come back.
You know that, don't you?

You as good as killed him, the pair of you.

You'll have to live with that
for the rest of your life.

You're wrong.

I'm sorry, I really am, but you're wrong.

(Jim) Just go away, son.

The best thing you can do
right now is just... go.

- Jeannie?
- I'll be all right. I'll see you tomorrow.

(Clarrie) Oh, yes. You'll see him tomorrow
and the next day and the next.

It's what you both hoped for, isn't it?

Mother, you've no right to say that.

I'm sorry.

Jeannie, I'll see you tomorrow.

(Clarrie sobs)

Oh, Jean,
I'm never going to see your children now.

I'll never see them. I know that.

I'm never going to
set eyes on them, Jean. I'm not.

Jean.

Ken's dead. Did you know?

- They came and told us.
- Yes, I know.

But I think you should go back to bed.

It's very late.

United States troops
continue to pour into Great Britain.

While Germany speculates
on the time and places

chosen for
the second-front invasion of Europe,

troops continue to mass in these islands
in readiness for that invasion.

Sorry to keep you waiting, sir.

- Bags are in the boot.
- Have you booked accommodation, sir?

Yes, a room on the first floor.

- Is it the first time you've been with us?
- No, indeed.

I'm glad to be back.

- Have the car taken round.
- Yes, sir.

- Sir, have you booked a room?
- Yes, I have.

I'll be back for your luggage
in just a minute.

- How's the weather? Been keeping fine?
- Very good, sir. This way, please.

I was told by a good friend
that this was a secluded place.

- Would you like to stretch your legs?
- Mm.

It's an incredibly beautiful country,
England.

- This is Wales. England's over that way.
- This must be the Welsh Sea.

- Actually, it's the Irish Sea.
- The Irish Sea?

- That would put Ireland over there, huh?
- Mm-mm.

Well, nobody ever loved me
for my sense of direction.

- Do you remember Ireland?
- Mm.

I'll never forget it.

What a beautiful girl.

Beautiful country, beautiful girls.

- Do you think he's American or British?
- Does it matter?

Well, I like to think
that we get the pretty ones.

Hm.

- She might be a very nice girl.
- Well, I hope so.

- They might be terribly in love.
- Could be.

I'm feeling guilty.

- About Peter?
- About coming here in this way.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

Perhaps I'm not a woman of the world.

Well...

You'd think she'd have brought
another pair of stockings.

But he'll buy her another pair, won't he?

I hope so.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Did you enjoy your lunch?
- The fish was off.

- The fish was off.
- We should have had the vegetable pie.

What is it?

I was thinking
what a terrific time we would have had

if that kid of yours
had been good at games.

(soft organ music)

- Thank you for coming.
- I was honoured.

It was something I wanted to do.

Matt, let's get away.

Please. Take me away.

OK.

Thank you, sir.

- What did you tell your mom?
- I'm at my Auntie Maud's.

Nice place she's got here.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

I've always wanted you.
Oh, I want you.

Don't leave me, Matt. Don't...

Oh, please, Matt. No.

What's wrong?

What's wrong, Matt?

Why did you stop?

I don't know.

I really don't know.

You're scared.

You just don't love me enough.

Hey, don't.

Don't.

Don't cry. Don't cry.

Want some gum?

Go!

- How are you?
- Congratulations.

(all singing
"Hands, Knees And Boomps-a-Daisy")

Ohh! God bless you both!

I'll be back in a minute.

How are you?

Don't forget, Danny.
She's only on loan, you know.

- Oh, aye, we want her back.
- With a couple of American kids and all.

It'll be your turn next, eh, Jean?

Here you go. Come on, you drink.

Come on, Danny,
give your mother-in-law a nice dance.

(indistinct question)

- You wanna dance?
- No, you should dance with the bride.

- You don't mind?
- No.

(all) ♪ You do the Hokey Cokey
and you turn around

♪ That's what it's all about

♪ Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Come on.

Come on, Jeannie.

♪ Knees bent, arms stretched, ra-ra-ra

♪ You put your right arm in,
your right arm out

♪ You put your right arm in
and you shake it all about

♪ You do the Hokey Cokey
and you turn around

♪ That's what it's all about

♪ Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

♪ Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

♪ Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

♪ Knees bent, arms stretched, ra-ra-ra

♪ You put your left leg in,
your left leg out

(singing continues)

(news on radio)

Jean?

Jeannie?

(knocks)

Danny and Mollie got your telegram.

- It meant a lot to 'em.
- Was it a nice wedding?

- Yeah, they seemed happy.
- Mm.

- Let's hope so.
- Those two go together, don't they?

- Happy-go-lucky.
- She always had a heart of gold, Mollie.

I thought I heard Jean run up.
Is something the matter?

I never meant to hurt anybody.

I know that. It wasn't your fault.

I've got nothing against you, you know.

Whatever I may have done,
I did to protect my family.

All I want is Jean's happiness.

Yes, ma'am.

Take care of yourself,
wherever they send you.

Yeah.

Yeah, you take care too.

Try and get some rest.

Leave her alone, will you, son?

I think she wants a glass of water,
Mr Moreton.

Right. I'll go and see to her.

- See you again, son?
- It's hard to say, sir.

I don't know.

Oh, well. All the best, anyway.

Why did you follow me home?

Because I love you.

It's just talk.

It was all just talk, wasn't it?

About you and me and Arizona.

I didn't lie to you.

I've never wanted anyone like I want you.

- You gotta believe that.
- Why?

Why should I believe you?

You know, when I was a kid I remember...

I used to wake up in the night, scared.

Not cos it was dark
but because I didn't know where I was.

That's how I feel right now.

It's just too fast. Too much, too fast.

I couldn't leave you here,
with a kid, maybe... her upstairs, Ken.

I don't know if I'm coming back.

I couldn't do it.

Other people do.

I don't give a damn what other people do.

- I got my own life to run.
- I'm not trying to run your life.

But I was ready to risk everything...

and you weren't.

No, I wasn't ready for that.

Then you're not ready for me.

No.

Not like this, not yet.

You'd better go.

Yeah.

Take care of yourself.

That's what she said.

(shop bell)

(chatter)

- Nan, happy birthday.
- Thank you.

- It's carrot marmalade.
- Oh, lovely. Thank you.

What do you say?

Oh, I thought I'd better return your books.

You've been a wonderful lending library.

I have some bad news.
We can't loan you the truck any more.

Oh, don't worry. We'll manage.

That means you'll be leaving us.

Well, you don't expect them
to start without me, do you?

I haven't got enough programmes
for all the seats.

- You might find a few more in the lobby.
- OK.

- How's it going? You're looking happy.
- I am. Dad's coming home for a month.

- We finally got a letter.
- That's great.

- I finally got one from Ann too.
- Is she all right?

Yeah, she's fine. The kids are fine.

She's getting along
a lot better with her family.

And she wants a divorce.

- Mm. I'm sorry.
- My heart isn't broken.

It's been coming for a long time.

Peter's coming home on Saturday.

Well, I think I might just miss him.

I guess I gotta get back to camp.

Try not to let anything foolish
happen to you, won't you?

(orchestra tuning up)

(conductor taps baton)

Can we go from the beginning
of the "English Suite" by Parry, please?

(orchestra plays)

(children shouting)

(GIs) One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

Hey!

- Get this to my husband, please.
- I can't. Everybody's confined to base.

Well, I'll see what I can do, lady. OK.

That's it, bring it down, boys.

(vehicles approaching)

(shouting)

Geoff! Golf course!
The Yanks are leaving it!

Come on. They're giving everything away.

I can't. My mum's dead.

Come on. It's your last chance.

(shouting)

(GI) Goodbye! Thanks for everything.

Here.
You take good care of him, won't you?

Chocolate. Who wants chocolate?

Yeah! Five! Give me that dough!
Betty Grable, you're mine!

Move your goddamn asses
and get on these trucks.

Here, kid. Spend it for me.

Oh, ta.

- You going to split it with me?
- No, I won't.

- See you at the church.
- You're most kind. Thank you.

Take care, Annie.

Has he not sent one?

(Organ music)

♪ The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended

♪ The darkness falls at thy behest

♪ To thee our morning hymns ascended

♪ Thy praise shall sanctify our rest

♪ As o'er each continent and island

♪ The dawn leads on another day

♪ The voice of prayer is never silent

♪ Nor dies the strain of praise away

♪ So be it, Lord, thy throne shall never

♪ Like earth's proud empires pass away

♪ Thy kingdom stands...

One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

Goodbye, lads.

Good luck, lads.

Clearing out, are you, you bugger?
Can't you see this?

Look, he's four months old.
You've never been to see him once!

Where's Ernie? Ernie!
I've got to find Ernie!

(girls) Good bye!

Goodbye! Goodbye!

There! Hey, Danny!

- Danny!
- Down them steps.

- Come on, Ted.
- Thanks for coming, Mama.

- Ta-ra, love.
- Bye-bye, Mama.

- Take it easy, Ted.
- Goodbye.

It were a lovely funeral, Jim.
You did Clarrie proud.

- My son Tim.
- Anna's sorry she couldn't come.

Jean, love. There's a parcel come for you.
It's over there.

Right, everybody. If you'd like to come
through, there's cakes and sandwiches.

Go on. Get yourself after him.

- We'll manage here.
- Ta, Dad.

Please can you stop? Please!

Please stop!

(GI shouts)

- Can I have a lift, please?
- Corporal, wait.

Please can I have a lift?
I must get to the station.

- Hop in.
- Thanks.

- Bye!
- Bye!

- Have you seen a bloke called Andy?
- Where's Ollie?

Oh, please! You must know where he is!

(shouting)

OK, guys, out of the truck!

(shouting)

Jimmy!

Good luck!

(officer) In the compartment,
get your gear on the racks.

Platoon, halt!

(shouts of goodbye)

- Cigarette, ma'am?
- No, thank you.

Hey, let's have a snapshot for posterity.

- Come on, guys, smile. Say Eisenhower.
- Eisenhower.

- Take it easy.
- I'll take it any way I can get it.

See you in Hoboken.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, please.

She's gotta be here somewhere.

Mollie!

Ladies, this area's off limits.
That's far enough.

I'm terribly sorry.
I need to get by. Excuse me.

Jeannie! Jean!

Mollie! Mollie, have you seen 'em?

- No! Jean! Come on! I must get through!
- Mollie!

Sorry.

- Mollie, have you seen them?
- Oh, it's hopeless, kid.

I haven't seen Danny for a week.
They weren't allowed out. Come on, then.

- Excuse me, please. I'm pregnant.
- Excuse us.

Excuse me, please. I'm pregnant.

So's half the bloody town, love.

I'm sorry, ladies. It's restricted.

- But I'm pregnant.
- Congratulations, but it's still restricted.

- It's starting to go, Mollie.
- I'm sorry.

- Where else can we get to see them?
- You're gonna have to go back.

Let's have another bash, kid.

- Excuse us! She's pregnant!
- Mind your backs!

Jean, it's now or never. Come on.

- Excuse me.
- Suppose they were on that train.

- Shut up panicking and keep looking.
- Oh, Mollie.

- Goodbye!
- I'll keep your socks washed, Harry!

(officer shouting orders)

- Jeannie, where are they?
- I don't know.

(woman shouts)

(train whistle)

- She didn't get that cake.
- She got it.

They're here.

Come on, kid.

(officer) Hey, close that door!

(train whistle)

Shh. Come on.

- There they are!
- I told you!

- Jeannie!
- Mollie! Mollie!

Matt! Matt! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

- Take care of the baby!
- It's OK!

- OK!
- I love you!

- Take care of the baby!
- I'll be back!

♪ I'll be seeing you

♪ In all the old familiar places

♪ That my heart and mind embraces
all day through

♪ In that small café

♪ The park across the way

♪ The children's carousel

♪ The chestnut tree, the wishing well

♪ I'll be seeing you

♪ In every lovely summer's day

♪ In everything that's light and gay

♪ I'll always think of you that way

♪ I'll find you in the morning sun

♪ And when the night is new

♪ I'll be looking at the moon

♪ But I'll be seeing you