All language subtitles for A.Yank.In.London.1945.1080p

Just before D-Day,

there were over three
million Americans in Britain.

And this is a record of what
happened to one of them.

Sergeant John Patterson, the
United States Army Air Force,

of Flagstaff, Arizona.

Here he is amidst the
unfamiliar background

but familiar faces of Grosvenor Square,

known to all arms of the
United States Services

as Eisenhower Platz.

And here's his sidekick,

Sergeant Benjamin MacGregor Greenburg

of Brooklyn, New York.

This is it.

Do not knock or ring, enter.
Fair enough.

Can't be.

This is it all right.

What do you guys want?

We're supposed to be billeted here.

Let's see your cards.

Sure.

Temporary duty for a while.

Okay, second floor for you two.

You'll see your name outside the door.

I'm down here if anybody wants me.

Stringer's the name, house orderly.

And wipe your feet
outside when you come in,

All right, all right.

Say Stringer, tell me
what's the layout here?

- We got this whole place?
- Just the upper floors.

Bathroom facilities limited,
so's the hot water.

So watch the five inch
mark on the bathtub.

And go easy on the soap,
it's an heirloom.

Never use it.

So this is the Army, Mr. Jones,

Boy this is gonna be something.

Just like home.

Yes, so different.

Makes you feel downright
expensive. Johnnie.

Yeah but it's got something, Benji.

Well, this is more like it.

You ain't kiddin'.

I'll take the brunette.

This can't be Air Force, it's too neat.

Oh, we'll fix that.

Brr, kind of cold.
No steam heat here?

The British don't believe
in that Benji, you know that.

That's the trouble with some of them.

They never even get thawed out.

What a dame.

Could I go for her with both hands.

That's probably why
they've got her covered up.

To keep her away from wolves like you.

I notice you was right on the beam.

Lady Patricia Fairfax.

Hey, Johnnie. The lights don't work.

How do you like that?

No lights, no steam heat, no butler.

Eh, Stringer!

Wait a minute. I'll take care of that
little sourpuss.

Butch, you stay here and make
up the beds.

I'll find out where chow is.
See you later.

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for someone...

This is private property.

The upper part of this residence
is reserved for the American Army.

The ground floor and basement
are still reserved for the family.

I hope we didn't push you out.

You've done nothing of the kind.

His Grace has kindly consented
to the use...

...of his London residence for
the duration of the war.

His Grace?

The Duke of Exmoor.

Are you the...

I'm His Grace's housekeeper.

Well I'm John Patterson.
I'm attached to the...

I am not interested in
what you are attached to.

Your orderly, Stringer,
has strict instructions.

Well, that's the guy I'm
looking for, Stringer.

He takes his meals
at North Audley Street.

Lord Marcus Logan's place.

You will probably find him there.

Thanks.

You know, we've got no light upstairs.

The electric current is turned off
until half an hour after sunset.

Well, what do you know about that?

I know nothing whatever about it.

Will you be good enough
to take your absence?

That's a new one on me, Ma'am,
but I'll be glad to take it.

Please do.

Well thanks very much.
It's been nice seeing you.

Excuse me, I've come to tune
the piano.

Oh yes, yes...

You see that door, go through that,
down the steps...

...and you'll find a dame that
loves Americans.

Just tell her you're from Pittsburgh
and you'll have the time of your life.

But I come from Peckham.

Eh, not in there, Pop.

What's that?

That's private property.

Oh, thanks for the tip,
but I think I'll risk it.

Irrespective of race,
rank, color or nationality,

first come first served,
and I saw him first.

Okay, go ahead.

- Which way are you going?
- Tower Hill.

Well I'm going to the bank.
Jump in, it's on my way.

- No, I'll get there, go on.
- No, go on, jump in.

I'll get used to it I suppose.

But I still think it's kind of crazy...

the way the traffic drives on the wrong
side of the street over here.

It goes back to the time when we were
a little less friendly than we are today.

Men rode on the left-hand side
of the road...

so they could have their right hand free
to grab their sword or their pistol.

That's not so dumb after all.

You been here long?

In London just a few days.

Made many friends?

None.

Pity.

Oh, we've got our own
crowd over here.

There are some of them
there now, look.

Yeah.

You may not believe it
but that from a London crowd...

...is what they call a
hysterical demonstration.

Is that so?

Come over to
win this war, eh mate?

We've got some of
his kind back home too,

only ours are still talking
about the war debts.

It's nice of you to say that.

Have you seen St. Paul's?

Is it worth seeing?

Some people think so.

Driver, pull up for a minute, will you?

There it is.

St. Paul's.

And all that damage.

They dropped them there,
and they dropped them there...

They dropped them practically everywhere.

And they couldn't hit it.

No, they couldn't hit it.

That kind of gets you, doesn't it?

Yes.

My name is John Patterson,
what's yours?

David Bruce.

All right, driver.

So you're off to the bloody Tower.

No, I've seen the bloody Tower.

I'm going to Tower Hill
where William Penn was born.

Hm, a new one on me.

That's perfectly natural, I suppose.
You Just take those things for granted...

...the same way we do with it
in the United States.

That's about it.

Oh, here we are.

- I say, let me get some of this...
- No, no, it's all right, it was on my way.

- That's nice of you, thanks a lot.
- Come and have a drink with me one night

At my club, Nash's in James's Street.

You'll find me there about six.

Say, I'd like to do that.

- Nash's on St. James's Street.
- That's it.

- Thank you.
- Not a bit.

Cheerio.

- Cheers.
- Cheers!

Good luck.

A Mr. Patterson, sir.

- Who, Bates?
- Patterson, an American gentleman.

Oh yes, of course,

Who is it?

An American I met yesterday.

An American, oh.

Hello Dickie, I thought
you were in Scotland.

- Nine days.
- Lucky man.

- Hello.
- How do you do, sir?

- You see, I took you at your word.
- Yes, come on.

You found your way all right?

Oh yes, they sort of passed me over
from cop to cop.

Sergeant Patterson, Lieutenant Craig,
Lieutenant Richards.

How do you do, sir?

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

- Sit down.
- Thank you.

- What do you drink?
- Can I have a scotch and soda?

Hmm, rather...
Bates!

- Sir?
- Scotch and soda please.

Whiskey and splash, very good sir.

- Well, you found Tower Hill all right?
- Oh yes, thanks to you.

How was it?

Well, it was alright,
I got quite a kick out of it.

I found him trying to orientate himself
in Chancery Lane.

This your first time in London?

Yes.

You haven't been here before?

No.

This is your first time here then?

- Yes.
- Oh.

Ah, here we are, say when.

That's fine, thanks.

- My pleasure. Cheers.
- Good luck.

Good luck.

Do you know a friend of mine,
a fellow called O'Hara?

O'Hara?
Uh, well...

As a matter of fact he's
a friend of my wife's.

She met him in the south
of France or somewhere.

He's an American.

Where was he from?

Oh, New York, I think.

Or was it Chicago?

No, I don't believe I know him.

Oh. just wondered, you being
an American too.

Where have they put you here?

- I'm billetted in...
- Shh.

This is the BBC Home Service.

Here is the news and this
is Alvar Lidell reading it.

Nothing fresh has come in
from the fighting fronts...

...since our last bulletin.
The Minister of Information...

Come to think of it, I believe it was
San Francisco he came from.

You don't know him?

Well you see, America's
a pretty big place.

Yes, I suppose so.

You must think our ideas
of America are rather quaint.

Well Major, some of our officials

seem to think that we have pretty
quaint ideas of England and...

...it's all very nicely served up to us
in a little pink book.

Most people get used to the
English climate eventually.

Huh, eventually.

Get a load of this.

The British have phases... phrases
and "colloquisms" of their own...

...which may sound funny to you.

It is not a good idea, for instance,

to say "bloody" in mixed company
in Britain.

And to say I look like
a bum to the British,

this means that you look
like your own backside.

Well it only goes to show
as George Bernard Shaw said.

"There's nothing divides
nations like a common language."

And that Irishman should know.

Here's something, Johnny.

Whenever you get the chance to do a kind,

polite, considerate act,

do it and get on with your job.

Anybody'd think we was an army
of occupation or something.

Maybe we are at that.

Imagine Rockefeller being
kicked out of his bedroom...

...for a bunch of limies.

Aw, that's different.

Allow me, mom.

I can manage my own things,
thank you.

And don't call me mom.

How dare you.

Yes, but I did say,
allow me, didn't I, ma'am?

I'm perfectly capable of carrying
my own parcels, thank you.

Now of course you are.

But you see I've just been reading
the little pink book, so don't thank me.

Now, I've just had a parcel from home,
perhaps you'd like for me to go out...

Thank you, we have all we need.

Oh, I've got some butter and sugar.

No, I don't need it.

Neither do I.

Okay, ma'am,

What's biting you?

Nothing's biting me.

I don't like strangers.

You mean you don't like strangers...

...or you just don't like Americans?

Put it which way you like.

Do you know anything
about Americans?

I believe they're supposed to have
won the last war.

Well you must admit, we did help a bit.

I lost my husband at Mons.

I lost my dad at Ch�teau-Thierry.

What do you say, ma'am, we just bury
the last war and win this one?

Wilson, I've brought us some tomatoes.

Oh your Grace,
how did you manage it?

My tobacconist has an aunt
who knows a man in Shepherd Market.

- Oh, good afternoon.
- Good afternoon, sir.

Are you one of my paying guests?

Well in a way, yes sir.

He carried my parcels for me.

Oh, most kind.

I think we've met before.

Yes, I think we have, sir.

Thank you.

Would you like some tea?

Well, thank you.

Wilson, cup for our friend.

Air Force, eh?

Yes, Sergeant John
Patterson is my name, sir.

How are you getting on, John?

Well, at the moment, I'm grounded...

but then I expect to be back
on operations in a few weeks now.

I'm a waist-gunner.

A waist-gunner?

Oh yes, yes of course,
a waist-gunner.

And how do you like London?

Well I think it's a very
interesting city, sir.

Yes it is, isn't it?

Of course there's
nothing quite as beautiful...

as the countryside when
you're flying above it.

You know, it looks like a garden, sir.

You like gardens?

Indeed I do, sir.

Now let me see.

There are one or two things
you ought to see in London.

Well you know I thought this afternoon...

...I'd go over and take a look
at Westminster Abbey.

Couldn't be better.

I go there for the coronations. But I
can't say I've ever seen it properly.

Oh, thank you Wilson.

No, thanks.

What was that you called me
when we met?

When, sir?

When you warned me about
coming in here.

Oh, then sir?

Was it Pop?

That's it, Pop.

- You know I didn't really mean...
- Oh, I like it.

You call me Pop.

Don't tell Wilson I asked you to.

Okay, sir.

C.O. is waiting
for you in the mess, sir.

Thank you, Corporal.

Then I'm to drive you
to the Orderly Room, sir.

Oh, that will be nice.

Would you mind taking one of these?

Any other Army arrived yet?

Some officers arrived in a DC3
about 10 minutes ago, sir.

What sort?

A Lieutenant Colonel and a Brigadier.

A fat Brigadier?

Well, plump, sir.

Ah, Brigadier Mallet
from the War Office. Quite a boy.

Really, sir?

Busy down here?

Yes, pretty busy, sir.

Suits you.

Thank you sir.

Roses in the cheeks, sparkles
in the eye, very attractive.

You know, I wouldn't mind
being stationed down here.

It's a lovely reception staff.

The Mess is there, sir.

Hmm?

Ah, yes, there we are, boys.

Hello, darling.

David, what in the
world are you doing here?

I've come for a nice conference.

How are you, Pat?

I'm fine, this is wonderful.

Luck, isn't it?

I was getting pretty fed up
not seeing you all that time.

Now I shall go back oozing
sweetness and light.

Oh, David.

Get leave quickly, darling,
I'll make mine coincide.

We must meet soon.

Oh, we must, darling,

Where did you say the mess was?

Over here, sir.

Thanks, Corporal.

Thank you, sir.

No, no, no, this is Mrs. Catchpole.

I want the Station Master.

Yes.

Station Master?

Two American guests are
arriving on the 2:35 train.

No, not gentlemen, Sergeants,

Parker's meeting them.

Will you tell him to put them down...

at the large gates where his Grace
is trimming the hedge?

Thank you.

Mildred, I think you
ought to come along.

One of your ducks seems to be ill.

It's behaving in a most curious manner.

That must be Hitler again.

He's been carrying on in a strange
way for the last few days.

Touch of cramp.

- 342.
- It's making odd noises.

- Patricia?
- Yes?

You know that your grandfather
has invited...

...two Americans down to spend the day.

You'll have to out your tennis short
and help me entertain them.

Oh, Lord, how are you going
to be sociable on a 24 hour pass?

"C'est la guerre".

Got your ticket?

In your hat.

I believe you are the two
gentlemen I am to collect.

Oh yes, sir, thank you.

Is he the Duke?

I'm Parker, sir, His Grace's butler.

Thank you.

That's a nice pony you've got there.

What is it, Cornish?

No sir, Welsh.

Rather like a Cornish.

Mrs. Catchpole uses her a lot nowadays.

She's a fine old girl,
we call her Queenie.

I get it, the sociable type, huh?

It's the pony we call Queenie, sir.

The rug, sir?

No thanks, Parker.

- I'll take those.
- Thank you.

Whoa, pony.

So this is the surrie
without the fringe on top, huh?

We call it a trap, sir.

And keep yours shut.

I'm to put you down here, sir.

You'll find his Grace on
the other side of the hedge.

He's doing a little trimming.

Thanks, Parker.

Hey listen, listen, listen Butch.

Straighten your tie.

All right, all right.

Brush yourself off.

Throw away that stager.

You got to look slick
when you're meeting dukes.

Hello, sir.

Oh there you are, John.

Just the fellow I want.

What do you think of that?

Kind of a hedge, huh, sir?

Of course it's a hedge.

Nothing else strike you?

Certainly, it's been blitzed!

What?

Oh, this is my friend
Sergeant Greenberg.

He's also one of your paying guests.

How do you do?

How do you do, Duke?

Doesn't it remind you of
a peacock, I suppose?

Well... no, sir.

Should it?

Well it used to be a peacock
before I started to trim it a bit.

Mrs. Catchpole's gardeners
have been called up.

That used to be a peacock, too...

but the tail died this morning
so I turned it into a peahen.

You may be in for a bit
of trouble there, sir.

You ain't kidding.

But I don't think we'll say anything
to Mrs. Catchpole.

She's apt to be a bit fussy,

Your secret is safe with us, sir.

There they are.

Good service.

Hello, shan't be long.

No hurry.

Major Bruce.

Yes, that's my granddaughter.

Who, the Colonel?

No, not that one, that one.

The Colonel's my cousin.
Mrs. Catchpole.

A good soul, but a bit organizing.

I know the type.

You have them in your country?

Do we.

We got them all over the joint.

Very good you know
and does excellent work but...

After you.

Do you play tennis, Mr. Greenberg?

Tennis, me?

No, no, baseball is Benji's game.

Sure, that's a he-man's game,
you know, hitting and pitching.

Sit down.

Are you a hitter?

No, I'm a fan.

A fan?

Yeah I sit in the first
row behind third base.

Oh, a spectator.

No, no he really means a fan, sir.

You see there's a big difference

between a fan and a spectator,
particularly in Brooklyn.

Sure, anybody knows that.

I'm afraid I'm rather ignorant
of the finer points of the game.

You will have to explain
them to me sometime.

Sure. Sure.

Yes, well I'll go and see about our tea.

So this is England, eh?

You know Benji, this is that 100 percent...

...war effort that we've
heard so much about.

Peacocks. Yep.

Tennis.

Fussy women Colonels.

No wonder the folks back home
thought this was phony war.

Uh-uh, you know what you
says in the little pink book...

about knocking the British.

And I wonder what that cute little babe
out there is doing about it?

A wing commander I met told me...

I played tennis beautifully.

Well, darling, you are
beautiful and you play tennis.

Mrs. Leigh doesn't think
it's my game either.

Why don't you come
into politics with me?

Harder hitting, less running about.

No, darling, when you're an MP

I could just stand at the back
and look after your racket.

Wasn't that last word a
little ambiguous?

It's your mind, my sweet.

You'd better be standing
by when the election comes.

I shall need a ball boy
to collect the cabbages.

Nobody will throw eggs nowadays, anyway.

They might if I try hard enough.

A Colonel's wife said the other day...

that I make delicious speeches.

Well, darling, you are delicious
and you make speeches.

Don't we all?

I should imagine so.

- Hello, Patterson.
- Hello, sir.

Lady Patricia Fairfax,
Sergeant Patterson.

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

Oh, and Sergeant Greenberg,

How do you do?

Hi, lady Pat.

- Hi.
- Hiya.

Sit down, won't you?

Well.

How's Grosvenor Square?

Fine, thank you.

Hitler has laid an egg.

Well it's about time.

Mrs. Catchpole, Sergeant Patterson.

How do you do?

Sergeant Greenberg,

How do you do, do sit down.

Well I have to get changed for tea.

Are you going back to
Aldershot tonight, David?

He's got to make a gesture
towards winning the war.

After all this terrible running about
I should probably just put my feet up...

...and go beautifully off.

You should have come earlier...

...and we could have had some
good energetic doubles.

Don't worry lady, now that we're here

...you'll soon be having energetic
doubles over Berlin.

Won't that be nice.

Radishes for tea, Mildred.

Wilson never gives me radishes for tea.

They're really delicious,
aren't they?

Do you have them in your country?

Now, Richard, if we are going
heart and soul into this election,

we've got to get everything
else tidied up first.

Sugar?

Yes.

No, no, never touch the stuff.

We have a by-election in our constituency
in Devon, Mr. Patterson.

Major Bruce is our candidate.

It's a pity David
hasn't my vocal chords.

I've been addressing meetings
for years...

and they stand up to any strain.

Really Mildred, I am sure David would
rather have his own vocal chords.

Mr. Trethewy wants you
on the telephone, ma'am.

Oh, Richard, you'd better come along
and speak to him.

- I'm having my tea.
- Well, bring it with you.

Oh, really!

Now the chief issues of David's policy
are under three headings.

First, the farmers.
Then housing...

What are you smiling at?

I don't know.

This isn't exactly what I thought...

...England would be like somehow.

What isn't?

Well all this.

Mrs. Catchpole's energy,
the Duke's radishes.

Officers quitting the
army to go into politics.

I guess maybe the war hasn't changed
things so much over here.

You're a keen observer, Mr. Patterson.

Well I don't...

What part of America do you
come from?

Flagstaff, Arizona,

Is it wild and woolly?

- No, it's on the road to California.
- Oh, really.

I'm afraid that you would miss the grass
and trees if you went out there.

- No grass?
- There's a blade or two.

How dreary.

I was going to America if the war
hadn't started. To Florida.

Uh huh. Plenty of good tennis there.

Is that so?

Yes, they tell me that the Rhumba bands
out there are pretty good too.

Too bad the war interfered.

If you'll excuse me I shall
have to go and change.

It's the fourth of July, Ebbets Field.

It's a double header between
the Brooklyns and the Giants.

The day's a hot day.

People are all taking their seats.

Hot dogs, pop bottles.

And then the ump walks on the field.

That's when you came out with...

"Who let that bum in?"

Just to make him feel good, see?

And all the time you're
drinking about six Coke bottles.

And you put the bottles down
between your legs like this.

That's ammunition, see?

Then the game starts.

You're yelling and you're yelling,
and you're knocking yourself out...

...and all the time you're
telling the umpire there

that there's 10,000 fans like you

and they've all got six coke bottles

and that's gonna make him think twice

before he pulls any phony decisions.

That's why they call them
the Dodgers.

No.
It's psychology, ma'am.

Good bye, Mildred.

Going already, Patricia?

Yes, I'm driving David
over to the Pringles.

Goodbye, goodbye.

Goodbye.

Thanks for a lovely
weekend, Mrs. Catchpole.

- See you again soon, Patterson.
- I hope so, sir.

Now don't forget, David,
the secret of good public speaking...

is be kind to your diaphragm.

Breathe like a sleeping
child, yes I know.

You ought to come up and see
my Sergeant Major sometime.

I don't suppose I'll see you again
before the election, Corporal?

No, sir.

I hope I get leave.

Oh you must!

Our new CO is pretty difficult.

Well bring her along too.

I could do with all the support
I can get.

David, you'll win hands down.

Hmm, I hope so.

David, you've never contemplated...

leaving the Army if you get in?

Are you serious?

No.

Extraordinary question.

Is Arizona at the top or the bottom?

Oh.

About the middle I suppose, why?

It doesn't matter.

That makes everything perfectly clear.

How are you getting to Aldershot?

Jock Pringle's giving me a lift.

What train are you getting back to town?

- 5:30.
- A bit early isn't it?

Grandfather's putting young America
on the 7:40.

I've had enough of them for one day.

If it's in line with military practice...

for a Sergeant to apologize to a Corporal,

I'd just like to say that I'm sorry...

about knowing all the wrong answers.

Well there's one wrong answer
I'd like you to get right.

Our officers don't quit the
Army to go into parliament.

If someone thinks he has
anything worthwhile to say,

then he's given leave
of absence to say it.

After Dunkirk and Dieppe,

Major Bruce thinks he has
something worth saying.

Yes I was afraid of that.

Well it seems that...

...I sure pulled a full house of boners
this afternoon, didn't I?

Well, now let's forget it.

Okay.

- Care to have a smoke?
- Oh, thanks.

Have one of mine.

Sure.
Thanks.

You know in this country
we're in deadly earnest...

about things that don't matter at all.

And apparently not at all in earnest...

about things that matter a great deal.

The sooner our visitors realize
this amiable lunacy the better.

I think you're right.

- Where are you stationed?
- In Hampshire.

Would a letter addressed to
just "Hampshire" reach you?

I'm afraid not.

If it's not a careless
answer, what would?

Well, no, everybody knows
it, particularly Jerry.

I'm at Langland Hill.

Do you mind if I write to you?

Not if you'd like to.

I would.

Tell me, how do you
begin a letter...

...to a Duke's granddaughter?

Dear Patricia, or Pat.

Dear Pat?

Okay.

What time does your train
leave for Hampshire?

7:20.

I'll take it.

Have you got time for a cup of coffee?

Coffee?

Sure, a good cup of coffee too.

What, in London?

Well not exactly London.

It's a bit of the United States
over in Piccadilly Circus.

Where's that?

Rainbow Corner, will you come?

Well, I have time.

Swell.

Fellows, you know the
legend, the old legend...

about the pot of gold being
at the end of the rainbow?

Well now that I'm here at
Rainbow Corner...

...I can see what they mean.

I'd like to finish up with a little song,

the sentiment of which
I think is very near...

...and dear to all of us.

Home.

# When shadows fall #

# And dreams whisper day is ending #

# My thoughts are ever wending home #

# When lovers call #

# My heart is forever yearning #

# One's heart will be returning home #

# When the hills conceal the setting sun #

# Stars begin appearing #

# One by one #

# Night covers all #

# And though fortune may forsake me #

# Sweet dreams will ever take me #

# Home #

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much fellows,

I can't begin to tell
you what a real thrill...

and privilege it is to sing to you.

And I know that everyone
who has come over to the ETO...

has found the same reaction.

Your enthusiasm is a great
inspiration to all of us.

And I wanna say to each
and every one of you...

wherever you go, whatever you do,

godspeed and god bless you.

And thanks. You've been swell.

Well let's grab this table.

Look, you sit here and
I'll get us some coffee.

Sure.

Wait a minute, fellows.

This is the only dress I brought with me.

You don't want me to do
a Gyspy Rose Lee here.

I'm afraid I'm going to
have to disappoint you.

Say, wait a minute.

Give me five minutes to
change into my USO uniform...

and I'll come back and I'll
sign all your short snorters,

your long snifters, even a
pass to Paris, how about it?

A little bit of America
in Piccadilly Circus.

Hiya, Johnny.

Hello, Frankie.

One of our first members.

What, of the American Air Force?

- No, the Goldfish Club.
- What's that?

The Goldfish club?
Well, that's uh...

What is it?

Fish.

Yes but what's it for?

Swimming.

Do Americans get
decorated if you can swim?

Well some of us do.

I got this for swimming in the channel.

What do you mean?

Well we just didn't have engines enough
to get home any other way, so...

Oh you mean you came
down in the Channel?

Yeah.

And you all got a fish?

No, just two of us.

The others didn't get back.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I suppose that's what you call...

knowing all the wrong answers.

Yeah, but we're forgetting
all that, remember?

# When shadows fall #

# And dreams whisper day is ending #

# My hearts are ever wending home #

# When lovers call #

# My heart is forever yearning #

# Once more to be returning home #

# When the hills conceal the setting sun #

# Stars begin appearing one by one #

# Night shadows fall #

# And though fortune may forsake me #

# Sweet dreams will ever take me home #

Any more for Hans Crescent,
Hammersmith or Hyde Park?

Last bus, gentlemen.

Good heavens, my last train.

It was clever of you to get a taxi.

Oh well that was simple.

I just made a noise like an American.

Any other time, that'd be very funny.

Don't worry, Pat, you're
gonna make it all right.

Well, it will strain Anglo-American
relations to breaking point if I don't.

Well that certainly
mustn't happen again.

Where are we?

End of Whitehall.

Oh, can you see the time by Big Ben?

Yeah, it's 10 after 10.

Three minutes.
I'll just about do it if I'm lucky.

- What is it, green?
- Yeah, yeah.

Just made it.

Got your ticket ready?

Yes.

I'd better say goodbye now.

Not on your life, Pat.

I'm gonna put you right on that train.

Well I'll have to run for it.

- I'll be all ready to jump out.
- Right.

Okay. Here you are, buddy.

- We made it.
- Right.

I had a wonderful time.

- Good.
- Goodbye.

He's ever such a nice boy.

He said he was from Texas
but he looks...

just like a guy I know in Lambeth.

Was he a GI?

No, top Sergeant.

Go on, was he nice?

Oh, I suppose so.

But don't they expect a lot of gratitude...

...just 'cause they give us some Camels
and a lipstick?

- I'll say.
- I said to him I said...

"I bet you don't act like this
with American girls."

Like the one I was with Saturday
at the Regent Palace.

You know, the one that
looked like Jimmy Stewart.

He gave me this bracelet from Algiers.

Gold?

Course.

Oh.

Oh well, night shift this week
so I shall have to go all quiet.

- Here, have a smoke.
- No, tar.

Go on, I've got lots of them.

Oh, thanks.

- Would you like one?
- Oh, thank you.

And look, nylons.
All the way up too.

Cool, aren't you lucky?

Who gave them to you?

This Top Sergeant I
was tellin' you about.

Gee, he must be a proper sport.

He's a sport all right,
but I don't know about proper.

Ah we all talk the same language
all right...

but it's a different world, ain't it?

I'll say.

Hey Johnnie, where you been?

Oh, roundabout.

Ah you should have stuck with me.

Boy did find a tomato.

Yeah?

Stick your head under the cover
and imagine you've still got her.

I tried that, it don't work.

Oh, good morning, Mr. Jenkins.

Morning, Mrs. Patterson.

Got a special delivery letter
here somewhere for you.

Yep, here it is.

I believe it's from England.

Stamps don't look like ours.

Yes, thank you, it's from John.

What's he say?

I live in Grosvenor Square.

That's "Grovenor".

They call it "Grovener".

How can they make
"Grosvenor" "Grovenor"?

Well, I guess it's just a foreign way
of pronouncing things.

Just like they don't say "Warwick",

they say "Warrick".

It worries me sometimes
to think about John...

...being over there with
all those foreigners.

Well, too bad for you old
boy, this is payday, huh?

Yeah, too bad.

Cut 'em.

You know what English call payday?

Payday, I suppose.

No, no.

The Ghost Walks.

You know there's a ghost walking...

...around 20 Grosvenor Square?

Yeah?

She mends socks.

No kidding!

At night when I go to
bed I wash out my socks,

hang them up full of holes.

In the morning they're all fixed.

Sews on buttons too, huh?

Yeah. and buttons...
How did you know that?

Well I got an idea I know that ghost.

Well, this government
may be all right for now,

but what about later on?

Eh, you ain't voting for later on.

No?
When shall I be then?

Later on.

I may not be here then.

When?

Later on.

Well what are you worrying about?

Hello?

Pat darling, where's that
report on the Totness speech?

Over there on the table.

But I thought that had all
been organised, Miss Maxwell.

Well you must arrange for the older
children to be taken there separately.

Well use your initiative, Miss Maxwell.

David, the school children
may not be there after all.

Oh, just as well.

They'll probably be so
overcome by my oratory

they'll be sick by the class-load.

Oh, don't be disgusting, David.

Where did you say that report was?

Ah.

I wonder how old I was when
I did that?

One of the artist's
earlier works, obviously.

Now, here are your notes
for Morton Tankerville.

How's your voice, David?

Terrible.

- Where are my lozenges?
- There in your right hand pocket.

Mildred, I'm going to tell them my story
about the Scotch gamekeeper.

- Must you?
- It always goes well.

It didn't go very well
last Saturday, but still.

You won't forget your
bus, Lady Patricia?

- Bus?
- Good heavens, I must go.

Where?

To the station to meet John.

John?

John Patterson, you know.
Grandfather asked him down.

Well don't be long.

Now Patricia, if there are any reporters
at the station, be nice to them.

All right.

Hello.

Hello there.

| didn't expect you to meet me.

It's a pleasant surprise.

Well I'm the only one free.

The others are up to their
eyes in the election.

Oh, you'll have to
carry a bag, I'm afraid.

Our only porter is acting
as steward to grandfather.

It's no problem, how do we go?

Shanks's pony,

Any relation to Queenie?

Same action, a bit slower.

Oh I get it, we walk,

Yes, we walk.
It's only about a mile.

Shouldn't we have blown
a trumpet or something...

so they could have lowered
the drawbridge over the moat?

Yes, except for the
drawbridge isn't there...

and the moat's full of Brussel sprouts.

Say.

That's beautiful.

Oh it's a bit untidy now.

You should have seen it before the war.

This would look good in a movie.

How old is it?

Well it's mostly 13th century.

The stables are the oldest part.

And the horses?

Oh they're quite new.

Telegram, sir.

Thank you.

I'm rather worried about
His Grace, sir.

Really Parker, why?

This election, he gets so excited.

Oh, he's a tower of strength.
We couldn't do without him.

Yes, but he's not a young man, sir.

Hello, I got him.

- How are you, John?
- Fine, sir.

- Hello Patterson, nice to see you.
- Thank you Major.

We must go to Morton
Tankerville for a meeting.

We're heading slowly but
unsurely for the last round up.

- And when do they vote?
- Tomorrow, bless their little hearts.

- Never go into politics, Patterson.
- What, no future in it?

No, I'd settle for a nice quiet raid
on the French coast any day.

- I'll see you at the meeting, Pat.
- Good luck.

We'll have some tea
and I'll show you around.

We might ride over to Morton
Tankerville.

You can ride, I suppose?

I suppose I can.

How am I doing?

Knees in, toes in, heels up.

Out my way we figure as long as you
don't fall off you're doing all right.

I can see you've never ridden before.

Come on, we'll go up on the moor.
We can get a good gallop there.

Swell.

Well I Just beat you.

Only by about 20 lengths.

All right, I'll take that
two shillings and sixpence.

I bet you earn your living in rodeos.

As a matter of fact I've
never even seen a rodeo.

What do you do in Civvy Street, John?

Now do you really want to know
or are you just asking?

I really want to know.

Well.

In real life I'm a construction engineer.

I got my first big break
on the Boulder Dam.

I suppose you've heard of it.

Yes, of course I heard of it.

Without bothering you
with the dimensions,

you know when we built it
we opened up more land than...

Well, than there is on this whole island.

And I suppose we harness
more power there...

...than Mr. Hitler has got
in all of his tanks,

airplanes and armies put together.

And I built part of it.

Not much, I'll admit, but I
think I could take you out...

...and show you which part
it was I did build.

And you want to get back.

I certainly do.

I suppose that an sounds
kind of remote to you.

I suppose it should,

but in a funny sort of way it doesn't.

That's the sort of think
I'd like to do too.

Would you?

Yes, I would.

It's a beautiful view here, isn't it?

Beautiful.

When the visibility is good you can
see as far as Plymouth Hoe.

You know, back in Arizona, when the
visibility is good you can see...

You can almost see Devonshire.

Well you can't see Arizona
from here.

Pat.

Yes?

You know something?

No, what?

Right at this moment I don't
particularly want to see Arizona.

Don't you?

Not right at this moment.

I should like to see Arizona sometime.

Would you really?

Yes, I should.

John, we've got to shock the natives
tonight with some jitterbug.

- What, is there a dance?
- Yes, after dinner.

The tenants and the election helpers
come in from miles around.

It sounds like fun.

I wish I had something to put on
besides this uniform.

Oh don't worry about that,
I'll be in uniform too.

I'm sorry to hear about that.

Why?

Well, you know back
home when we have a dance...

...or a party we sort of like
for our girls to dress up.

As a matter of fact we feel
kind of cheated if they don't.

American girls are
very smart, aren't they?

Oh sure, certainly.

You know Dallas Texas has some of the
smartest dressed women in the world.

Dallas?

I'll remember that.

Why I thought they only
did that in the movies.

Oh no, there's still a few of us left.

Of course I don't very often
do this for the ladies.

A couple of different methods
of doing this, you know.

There's the Arizona method,
and then there's the Texas method.

This happens to be the Arizona method.

What's the Texas method?

Well, Texans use a little more spit.

Here, lick.

Good.

Could you do that with one hand?

Supposing I could, what
would I do with the other one?

You would need that to put
out the fire...

...you'd start in the hayrick.

Yes, I guess I am a little crazy.

Yes I guess you are.

Morton Tankerville's down there.

Is it?

We'd better go.

Pat.

What you must all remember
is that this government...

...is only you under another name.

That's what democracy means.

Does democracy mean one man owns
the whole of this village?

The owner of this village, sir,

gained his land and position through
his ancestor's service to the State.

Democracy demands such service.

Say what you like.

We all have to pay our rent
to one man.

How long have you lived
in this village, sir?

He don't live here.
He's down in his summer holidays!

Now people in this part
of the world...

like to do their thinking for themselves.

And the job of an MP is to find out...

what they are thinking and tell
the world...

by standing up on his
hind legs at Westminster.

Now until the war is over,

I shan't be able to get
up on my hind legs for you.

I shall probably be lying on
my stomach most of the time.

But I think that what I shall
learn and what I have learnt...

from your husbands and sons
and boyfriends...

...will make me more fit to
be your MP in the long run.

You've held a seat for 300 years.

You should think that's a long
enough run.

I see I can't count on your vote, sir.

Me, I'm not voting for anyone.

Did you hear that?

There's a man here who said
he's not going to vote for anyone!

In this country, you're free
to vote for the man you want.

Tomorrow's polling day.

And if you don't want to vote for me,

then vote for the other fellow.

But for god's sake vote for someone!

Ah, but you started them off, sir.

My Scotch gamekeeper,
that always goes well.

Hello, John.

Oh, John, I want you to
meet Captain Trethewey,

our political agent, John Patterson.

How do you do?

Well, Major.

What a barrage.

How do you think it went, Pat?

I'm afraid I missed it, David.
We've only Just arrived.

Oh.

Yeah, but we heard them
rooting for you.

Oh, there's quite a
bit of opposition today.

Well come on sir, we must get going.

I've got to kiss 30 more
babies before dinner.

I'll wager he'll get a
majority of over 15 hundred.

Well gentlemen, this
is the eve of battle, so to speak.

Aye, there'll be fine
goings-on up at the castle.

Yeah, austerity goings on this election.

Not like the old times.

I mind the time when His Grace had as many

as 200 guests and 10 suckling pigs.

Half a dozen boar's heads
and two haunches of venison.

Aye, them were the days.

Half past seven.

They'll just about be
sitting down to it now.

Parker.

Where's Lady Patricia?

Lady Patricia is here, your Grace.

About time.

Good heavens.

Sorry I'm late, darling.

Patricia!

You look positively pre-war.

Oh thank you, Mildred, I feel it.

Just like me a few years ago.

Don't you think so, David?

Yes, rather.

Just watch out, Dallas.

Well I didn't want you to feel cheated.

I certainly don't.

One hundred percent plus.

Thank you.

I like that hairdo too.

You looked so splendid
at your last meeting.

Oh, thanks.

Just like one of the
knights of the round table.

Really?

I thought of Tennyson.

"Your strength is as the strength
of ten...

"because your heart is pure."

Is what?

Pure.

Here, have some mustard.

I don't mind if I do.

Parker, what's this I'm eating?

Your Grace is eating...

Really?

Beautifully cooked.

A white sauce disguises anything.

Mildred, you will never
guess what we're eating.

No, no, don't tell me.

I suppose in Arizona when you
are hungry...

...you just go out and kill
a buffalo.

Sure.

Well, unless you want to
eat them alive, you do.

Is that the Arizona method?

No, that was the Texas method.

Then he says, if you
don't wanna vote for me...

then vote for t'other fellow.

But vote for somebody.

Oh, that's just like Master David.

But I don't like t'other fellow.

How's that?

- He's a foreigner.
- Foreigner?

Comes from Somerset.

Well Somerset's the next county.

You can't call him a foreigner anyhow.

I've been here for nigh on 50 years...

...and they still call me one.

Nine o'clock, they'll just about
be going...

...into the drawing room now.

Yeah, and His Grace will be taking
Master David in to meet 'em.

Everything present
and correct, Trethewy?

Present and correct.

My friends, following the ancient
tradition of this constituency,

I have pleasure on the eve
of the poll...

in welcoming on your
behalf Major David Bruce,

the duly assigned and
trusted nominee of our party,

and in wishing him
godspeed to Westminster.

It's been a pleasure.

- You'll romp home.
- You've been of great help, thank you.

That's all right.

Thank you so much.

An old American custom, excuse me.

John, you and will
dance this together.

Oh, why with pleasure, ma'am.

Now there's one thing I want
you clearly to understand.

- Yes?
- Whatever jitterbug is...

I don't.

I don't either.

I think we could learn though.

Enjoying yourself?

Having a wonderful time.

Yes, I thought you were.

Aren't you?

The time of my life.
Now it's over.

Oh David, you've nothing to
worry about.

Oh, the other fellow's pretty go ahead.

Do you think so?

And he said he gets most of the votes
the other side of the river.

Oh, you'll get most of them this side.

Darling.
What would I do without you?

It's been ages since we've
danced together.

There's not much time, is there?

No, I suppose not.

I'm glad you dressed up tonight.

Yes, it's a nice feeling.

Is that why you did it?

Well he started it, didn't he?

Yes, I suppose he did.

You know, Mrs. Catchpole has got a little
hidden streak of boogie-woogie in her.

She ought to work on it.

You should tell her.

I'm having fun.

You having fun?

Yes, of course.

What's wrong?

Just thinking.

About this afternoon?

Maybe.

Let's go out on the porch...

where it's a little cooler, shall we?

We don't call it a porch.

What do you call it?

Terrace.

Well, let's go out on the terrace
where it's a little cooler.

Cigarette?

No, thanks.

Oh, I haven't stopped rolling them.

I carry these for special occasions.

Is that the Dart river?

Yes, that's the river Dart.

You know back home sometimes
when we have parties...

...we take the horses out.

If it's clear enough,
you can do that there.

Is it?

Yes it is.

Look Pat, I'm afraid maybe I was
a little fresh this afternoon.

I didn't stop to think where I was...

...or the kind of girl I was with.
I'm sorry.

You needn't be.

I guess I sort of did
skip formalities, huh?

I didn't miss them.

Did you really put that dress
on for me?

Yes.

Pat, did you mean it?

Mean what?

This afternoon on the moor.

Do you really want to
know or are you just asking?

I really want to know.

Yes.

Did you?

Yes.

Sure it wasn't just an Arizona method?

Arizona, China,
Devonshire, I don't know Pat.

I do know that I love you.

I love you, John.

Where do we go from here?

I must just see he's
all right at the election.

David?

Yes.

Does he come into this?

Yes.

How much?

A lot.

I reckon Master David will
romp home...

...with a majority of over twelve
hundred, ma'am.

- Two hundred will do, Mr. Pearce.
- Ah, not enough for me.

I'd like... oh, look at him there.

Pacing up and down nervous
as a kitten.

And there he was at Dunkirk,

waist deep in water for six hours
with nothing on but...

Quite, quite, we know all
the details, Mr. Pierce.

I've arranged for the
newspaper men to come around...

...to see you as soon as
the result's declared.

- Or would you like me to talk to them?
- No, no I will.

- Well, I will if you like.
- No, it's fine.

Hello, Merridew, how are
you standing the strain?

Well it's certainly
going to be a close thing.

Yes, quite a party.

Heard it wasn't a bad speech
of yours last night, Major.

Did my best.

Well I hope your best
wasn't good enough.

We'll soon know.

Well, I'll be seeing you, Major.

Yes, good luck.

Good luck?

How are you feeling, David?

I'm cracking.

| just wished my opponent good luck.

Well, he'll need it.

You've certainly drawn the crowds.

We had quite a time getting through.

- We?
- John and I.

Oh yes, of course.

Well, the Grammar School boys
are all rooting for you like mad.

Rooting?

Oh yes of course.We don't
cheer now, do we? You root.

- Are you rooting for me, Pat?
- Of course, David.

What a mob.

You know, you British aren't
supposed to be that emotional.

No, we have our moments.

David, I'll take John
up on the church steps.

We'll be able to see
everything from there.

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

Good luck, Major.

Could we get through, please?
Thank you.

Pardon us.

All this excitement for one
member of Parliament, huh?

Good thing you don't elect
your kings over here.

Thank you.

These officers want
to see the Mayor, Sergeant.

I'm sorry sir, there's no admission to
the Council Chamber until after the count.

That's all right, Sergeant,
we're from the War Office.

We must see the Mayor immediately.

Will you come this way, sir,

and I'll find out if the Mayor
will see you.

A few riots and fights.

Well, somebody may break a window...

but he'll be full of
apologies in the morning.

I don't see many cops.

Oh, they're both around somewhere.

I don't know how I'm going
to do it.

Of course you
can appeal against it, sir.

Yes, yes.

Your Grace, the count is complete.

Oh yes, I'll come.

You must excuse me gentlemen,

I think you'll find that
it will be all right.

Of course, complete
arrangements will be made.

American Army lorries will remove all
valuables before they take over.

Exmoor Castle without the Exmoors.

Do you think he'll be
all shot up when he knows?

I'm afraid so.

I... I suppose I should have
told him last night...

but I just hadn't the heart with
the election hanging over him.

There's no doubt about
his being elected, is there?

Oh, none.

This has been a stronghold
for the past 300 years.

Here they come.

Ladies and gentlemen.

I have to declare the result
of the poll.

The Parliamentary by-election
for the constituency of Exmoor.

Charles Merridew, Independent, 7,540.

David Bruce, National Government, 7,048.

Majority for Merridew, 492,

Poor David.

My friends, I thank you,

You showed what you wanted...

and you got it!

I'm not going to say
that you're not right,

I'm very proud to have
beaten so grand an opponent.

Well, I said at my last meeting...

to vote for someone.

You certainly have.

I don't agree with his politics...

but it's been a good clean fight.

Now I shall go back to my job...

and leave him to his.

And when the war's over, who knows,

maybe I might try again.

Well, does anyone want anything else?

No.

- Patricia?
- No, thank you.

David?

I can't help feeling that we should
have had more women canvassers.

- I'm sure that...
- Mildred, please.

No post mortems.

Well.

Is there a railway timetable anywhere?

Parker has one.

Will it be up to date?

It was a few months ago.

Are you catching the midnight?

Well I pack at crack of dawn.

I've got to get back tomorrow.
I'll phone the station.

Well, shall we be moving?

I shall be in the
drawing room if I'm wanted.

Will you want any coffee?

No.

Well, where will you
be if you're wanted?

I'd like some air.

I'll try to find you some.

Hadn't you better say it?

Say what?

That you don't feel the same
as you did.

I'm sorry David.
I'm out of my depth.

I'm not exactly paddling myself.

It's Patterson, isn't it?

Yes.

Well, go on.

It just happened.

It's the last thing I
ever dreamt could happen.

Go on.

I can't go on.
There's nothing more to say.

There seems to be
quite a bit more to say.

You're not a hysterical
girl in a magazine story.

Why, you've only just met him.

That doesn't seem to
make any difference.

Snap judgement?

Yes, I suppose so.

Well, what happens now?

I don't know.

Do you mean to say this fellow
can come on a weekend leave...

...and break up everything
we meant between us?

I don't believe it!

I said I'm sorry, David.

So you did, and you can say it again.
It's very easy.

- Oh, don't talk like that.
- How do you want me to talk?

Through the conventional stiff upper lip?

Jolly good luck, may the best man win...

...and I'll send you a cake
stand for your new home?

David, I can't bear it.

I happen to have loved
you for a long time, Pat.

You've been a large part of my life...

...and I've trusted you all
along the line.

But David, it's always
been you always until now, I...

I know I'm hurting you but
you Just got to understand.

I never thought this could happen to us.

There doesn't seem to be
very much us about it anymore.

David, can't you see how I'm hating
myself for letting you down?

I'm desperately unhappy and...
I'm sorry.

What else is there I can say?

Don't say anything else.

I won't either.

I seem to have been
making speeches for weeks...

and a lot of good it's done anyone.

Oh, Parker, I...

Oh hello David.

I came to tell you I'm
catching the midnight, sir.

I thought you were going in the morning.

No, the Sunday trains are pretty bad
and I've got to report back tomorrow.

Oh, that's too bad.

I'm sorry I let you down, sir.

You didn't.

300 years is a pretty long innings.

I hoped I wouldn't be the one
to close it.

Don't be a fool, David.
You did splendidly.

These things happen.

Besides we need a jolt
every 300 years or so.

Stops us getting in a rut.

Thanks, sir.

Don't you take it to heart.

Oh look, I came across something
here which will amuse you.

Here, that will make you laugh.

Yes, very funny.

Cheerio, sir.

What's the matter with you?

Dame trouble keeping
you awake or something?

I guess it's mostly another guy.

What's that?

I'm thinking of another fellow.

Bed is no place to
be thinking about men.

Do that on Uncle Sam's time,
tomorrow!

How long we've been together
now, Butch?

What am I, a quiz kid or something?

About two years now is it? XXX

Yeah ever since Harlingen Field, Texas.

Well we're splitting up.

Huh?

I'm going back on operations.

You're wacky.
The quack will never pass you.

I saw him today, he'll be okay.

You can't do that to me, Johnny.

And leave me flapping around
on the ground?

Maybe that's the one bright spot
in the whole mix-up.

Soldiers have arrived
with a lorry, Your Grace.

Shall I tell them to start loading?

Yes, better give them a cup of tea.

They're American soldiers, Your Grace.

In that case, Parker, give them a cup
of coffee and apologize in advance.

- Yes, sir.
- Parker...

you've got all your things together?

Yes, Your Grace.

When was the last time you packed?

Boer War, Your Grace.

Richard?

How is Suki going to travel?

In a basket, I imagine.

Oh, I don't think I like that.

I don't think Suki will like it either.

You'll have to explain to
her that this is total war...

...even for cats.

I'm rather worried about Parker.

All this seems to have upset him.

After all, he's not a young man.

# Happy birthday to you #

# Happy birthday to you #

# Happy birthday dear lady #

# Happy birthday to you #

# Happy birthday to you #

# Happy birthday to you #

# Happy birthday Mrs. Wilson #

# Happy birthday to you #

Well, boys.

It's all right, Mom.

Seventy two years I never
wanted to make a speech.

Now I want to, I can't get it out.

Oh we know what you're thinking.

Are you having fun?

Sure, swell.

There's one thing I wish though.

What's that?

I wish Lady Patricia were here.

- She's been here, Mom.
- Didn't she love it?

Well she almost missed her last train.

Morning sir, they are
waiting for you in the mess.

- Thank you, corporal.
- May I take that for you?

Thanks.

How are you, Pat?

I'm all right, David, you?

All right.

Haven't seen you for some time.

No, I thought of writing to you...

...but I didn't know what to say.

How's Patterson?

I don't know.

Haven't you seen him?

No.

Oh.

I was wrong, David.

It was one of those things.

Was it?

Yes, it's all over.

And forgotten?

I can't forget what I did
to you that night, David.

I served you some pretty unfair ones...

...in the heat of the moment.

The mess is there.

Yes, I remember.

David?

Yes?

I'm going to be in London sometime soon.

They want to interview
me for a commission.

Oh, that's fine.

I don't suppose you get
up there much nowadays?

Well I'm about due in 48.

If you're coming up to town
just loose off a carrier pigeon.

All right.

So long, Corporal.

So long, sir.

I'll raise you thruppence.

It's in the bag, Butch.

What's in what bag?

I'm okay, back on operations.

No kiddin' Johnny?

No kiddin'.

Orders just came through.

Good morning, Your Grace.

Good morning, Bates.

Your Malvern water, Your Grace?

No, Bates.

Bollinger '28, a hot bottle,
and two glasses.

One glass.

Two glasses, Bates.

Two glasses, Bates.

Why aren't you earning
your pay and allowances...

...instead of hanging around here?

On 24 hour leave sir.

Urgent personal affairs.

Patricia's got her commission.

That's the most urgent
and personal of them, sir.

How did you know?

I got my own carrier pigeon.

I suppose that's what you
call military intelligence?

No, inter-service liaison.

Why aren't you liaising
her out to dinner?

I am, sir.

She didn't tell me.

She doesn't know yet.

Do you understand what
you're talking about, David?

Only when I listen very attentively.

Is that your own?

No.

Really, you young people
seem to think...

...you own the papers in this club.

Who is that ridiculous old gentleman...

...trying to look like Lord Palmerston?

Oh, really?

I shall have to sue.

Ah, that's right.

To Patricia.

An officer and a gentleman.

Hi, Mom.

Hello, John.

You're Just in time for a nice
cup of tea.

Fine, good.

I know it's not very big,

but it's alive... I think.

- For me?
- Sure.

It's lovely.

I know you like your
tea strong, don't you?

I certainly do.

Sit down.

Say, mom?

Yes, John?

I'm leaving.

Oh?

Where?

I'm going back on combat duty.

When?

Tomorrow.

Short notice.

Thanks.

Got your socks,
undervest, everything's ready.

That's fine and dandy.

I'll take care of those.

Nonsense.

I shall pack for you.

What about your soap and such like?

What about your tea?

It's getting cold.

How are you off for money?

Why, haven't you heard?

We Americans have got it all.

Don't you listen to a lot of busybodies.

Nothing to do but gossip.

I've got a little money
put away in War Loans.

Have you?

That's good.

Yes, I haven't anyone to...

I'd like you to have it.

Well, now listen, Mom,
I've got a few dollars.

As a matter of fact
I've got a few put aside...

...to bring you back a little souvenir.

John!

Now.

I'll be back one of these days.

Well now what can we drink to next?

There's always the relief of Mafeking.

By Jove, yes, and Spion Kop.

Oh, we must be going.

Pat and I have got some hard
clebrating to get through tonight.

I wish I wasn't dining with Mildred.
I'd have loved to have come with you.

Yes, it's too bad, sir.

Perhaps I could put her off.

Oh you couldn't do that, darling.

It would be unkind.

Yes, it would, wouldn't it?

I wonder if I could get them
to make me...

...a midshipman or something
just to be in fashion?

You certainly splice the
main brace very professionally.

I learned that young, my boy.

I had a nurse who came
from Plymouth.

Oh, darling, goodnight.

If you run away to sea before
we get back,

leave a telephone number with Wilson.

Perhaps I could persuade
Wilson into a life on the ocean wave.

Yes, do. Then we could have a combined
operation in the family.

I think I must leave
the combining to you two.

Good luck to it.

Say, have you been using
my shaving soap again?

A guy's got to shave, ain't he?

Well you'll be using
your own from now on.

How many esses in miserable?

Miserable is...

Who are you writing to?

Mom.

What you belly-aching her about?

Well, I'm gonna miss you, Johnny.

So what?

I'm going to miss you too.

Never been on a mission without you.

Knock it out of there.

All right.

And don't forget to give her my love.

Can you imagine that phony quack
turning me down.

And me as fit as a...

Yeah, yessir!

You can see that.

I'm going down to say goodbye
to Pop.

Johnny Patterson sends you his love.

Good have a nice time.

Enjoy yourselves.

Goodnight, darling,
don't wait up for us.

Good evening, Parker.

Good evening, sir,

John, come in, my dear fellow.

Hello, sir.

Where have you been hiding?

We haven't seen you lately.

No sir, I've been pretty busy.

Come and sit down.

Well thanks but I just came
in to say goodbye to you.

Goodbye?

Yes, I'm leaving tomorrow.

Where are you off to?

Going back to combat duty.

I just got my orders today.

You know, John, we only
just got to know you.

Well, I suppose that's
the way it goes, sir.

Now I can't begin to tell you...

...what it's meant to me
knowing you, all of you.

You know John, having you down there...

...for our lime flare up, made me feel,

made us all feel that you
were a sort of ambassador.

Makes me proud to have you
say that, sir.

I guess no guy in striped pants...

and a shiny hat ever had
a grander welcome...

...than what I had.

Well, you were the right man
for the job.

Striped pants or no striped pants.

John, I've got something
here I want you to have.

I always meant to give it to someone...

but somehow I never met anyone...

...I wanted to give it to.

It belonged to my son.

He was in the Air Force in the last war.

Thanks, Pop.

I've got a lot of packing to do.

I think I better get busy with it.

I'll come with you.

Hello everybody, it's
nice to see you again.

it's lovely being out
with you again, David.

I haven't taken anybody
out for centuries.

I think my technique will be a bit rusty.

I keep expecting someone
to nudge me...

...and say "Shove the salt along,
chum."

I know the feeling.

Shove the salt along, chum.

David.

Thanks.

- David?
- Yes?

Why did you ask me out tonight?

Oh, to celebrate.

I was afraid you might not.

Why?

Bygones.

I hate bygones.

They don't get you anywhere.

You are sweet, David.

Ah, there you are, splendid.

Look who I've brought you.

John!

Hello, Pat.

He's got to go back to duty tomorrow.

I knew you'd want him to spend
his last evening with you.

Well I must get along.

Got Mildred outside in a taxi.

Lifeboat night, you know.

Goodbye, Patricia.

Have a nice time, enjoy yourselves.

Good night, Jules.

Sit down.

Waiter?

You know I didn't have the slightest
idea where we were coming.

He just said that he had a
little surprise for me.

Have you eaten?

Yes, I have, thanks.

Like a drink?

Yes, I certainly would.

Could I have a Scotch and soda,
though, please?

Yes, rather.

- Waiter?
- Yes, sir?

- Whiskey and soda, please?
- Yes, sir.

Look, I hope I'm not
busting in to something here.

No, we were just celebrating.

Pat's got her commission.

We were having a drink on
it amongst other things.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

You're off tomorrow?

Yes, tomorrow.

My orders just came
through this afternoon.

I see.

Look, don't mind me if you want
to dance...

or something, go ahead, please.

No, it's all right.

Yes, come on David, let's dance.

Patterson's gone.

Yes, I know.

Let's sit down.

Excuse me, Madam.

The American gentleman who
was with you...

...asked me to tell you he had
to keep an important appointment.

He said he was sorry and
knew you'd understand.

Thank you.

Well, would you like to go home
or should we go on somewhere?

Let's go on somewhere, David.

It's getting rather dismal
for a celebration, isn't it?

I'll do some telephoning, book a table.

Don't be long.

Don't wait up for me.

Regent 8484, please.

Regent 8484.

It's nice to see you again,
Major Bruce.

Thanks.

Are you in London now?

Just for a few hours, yes.

Regent 8484?

It's your call, sir.

Hello?

Is Sergeant Patterson there?

He has?

Will you tell him he's wanted
on the telephone please?

Hold on, please.

Patterson!

Yeah?

Waiter?

Yes sir?

Will you tell Lady Patricia she's wanted
on the telephone?

I will, sir.

It's in the box, Madam.

Thank you.

Hello?

Hello, this is Sergeant Patterson.

Pat?

John?

I'm sorry I walked out, Pat,

but when I saw you with
David again, I...

Well I just couldn't take it, I...

I had to get out.

No, John, don't hang
up, something's happened.

Well, I can't explain here.

Yes, come around as quickly
as you can.

I'll wait for you outside the Grill.

All right.

Shall we take a taxi?

Not a chance
during the alert, sir.

Let's walk.

Sure.

What's happened, Pat?

Where's David?

He's gone.

He's gone, why?

Well, he knew.

I hoped he didn't but... he knew.

He knew what?

That I wasn't in love with him.

Oh.

He put that call through to you.

And then he went away?

Yes, and he went away.

John, why didn't you write or anything?

I couldn't do it, Pat.

I just couldn't break the
two of you up like that.

I hoped maybe you'd forget.

I thought I could.

Did you?

No I didn't.

I never would have believed
that forgetting could be so hard.

I tried too.

I thought I'd get full marks but...

I didn't even pass.

I love you more than ever, Pat.

I love you, John.

I didn't think I'd ever say that again.

I can't believe it's happened.

David made it happen.

If he'd asked me to marry him tonight

I'd have said yes.

But he's let me say "I love you"
to you.

Why did he let me say it?

I guess he's just that sort of a guy.

I didn't know there
was that sort of a guy.

No, they don't
come that way very often.

Where do we go from here?

Any place you say.

Can't you look where you're going?

I'm sorry, I beg your pardon.

Where's your torch?

Haven't you got a torch?

No, I haven't got one.

Have you?

No.

Well I got a lighter here.

That's better than nothing.

Might be all right if
it had any petrol in it.

Well they'll just have to bump
off us then.

Know what I'm thinking?

No, what?

Well I was Just
thinking if we kept walking...

in this direction far enough,

we might just hit Arizona.

Course it'll be a little
tough in this blackout.

I thought the nights
were so bright out there...

that you could ride between dances.

That's right, they are.

We will get there sooner or later,
won't we, John?

When there isn't a blackout anymore?

Will you come with me, Pat?

Of course I'll come with you.

Hey, do you want a taxi?

What, are you kidding?

What, don't you want a ride?

Look, mister, when we want a ride...

...we'll just saddle the horses,
won't we?

Copilot.

Copilot. Hey, Curt.

Engineer?

Engineer?

Patterson, come up here
and help me fly this wreck.

Copilot's out like a light.

Watch that!
My arm, I've been nicked.

Get the copilot off the controls.

Take over.

Roger.

Watch that oil pressure,
number one engine.

There it goes, feather it.

Feather one.

Gotcha.

We'll have a tough time keeping her up
on two engines, skipper.

It's okay, we'll make it.

Radio from pilot.

Start sending Keith,

Watch number three engine.

She's running awful rough.

Hello Dixie, hello Dixie.

This is O for oboe calling Dixie, over.

Hello O for oboe, hello O for oboe.

Dixie answering receiving
you loud and clear.

Can we assist you, over?

Hello Dixie,
this is Bashful for oboe.

Two engines out, wounded aboard.

Can't stay in the air.

Can't make it back to the base, over.

Hello, 0 for oboe.

Dixie answering, standby, over.

Better get a hustle on,

we can't stay up much longer, over.

May give me DF.

DF, are you working O for Oboe?

Okay, what's the fix?

50 degrees, 10 minutes north,

zero three, 30 minutes west, okay?

He's south southwest of Exmoor,
15 miles.

Steer course zero three zero degrees,

The call sign at Exmoor is Funny Boy.

Roger, sir.

Hello O Oboe, hello O for Oboe.

Dixie calling, do you receive, over?

Roger Dodger.
I got you, go ahead.

Hello O Oboe, Dixie answering.

You are south southwest of Exmoor.

Roger, Dixie.

15 miles south southwest of Exmoor.

Zero three zero degrees.

Thanks, I'll contact Funny Boy.

Flying control, Exmoor?

Flying control Dixie here.

Our B17 O Oboe will be
over your field any minute.

Emergency landing.

Okay, I'll take him,

Cheerio, old boy.

There's a B17 coming to
us, emergency landing.

Zero three, 2000 yards.

Very good, sir.

Order ambulance and crash tender.

Standby zero three emergency landing.

Ambulance standby zero three.

Crash tender, standby zero three.

Hello Funny Boy, hello Funny Boy,

this is O for Oboe calling Funny Boy.

Can you hear me, over?

Hello O Oboe, this is Funny Boy...

...receiving you loud and clear,
go ahead.

Hello, Funny Boy, this
is Bashful 0 for Oboe.

Two engines out, wounded aboard.

Can't stay in the air much longer.

Hello O Oboe, this is Funny Boy.

Land runway zero three, runway zero three,

length 2,000 yards,

Come straight in, go ahead.

Number three's conked out, sir.

We'll never clear Exmoor on one engine.

We've gotta clear it.

I'm gonna pull her up.

Okay, we might stall,
but there's just a chance.

Flying Control Dixie here.

Here's a list of the crew of O for Oboe.

Captain Gerard Schuyler, pilot.

Second Lieutenant Curtis Otway,
copilot.

First Lieutenant Walter Salter,
navigator.

Second Lieutenant
Antonio Grasso, bombardier.

Tech Sergeant Henry George,
engineer.

Staff Sergeant John...

Patterson, got it?

Yes, I got it, Patterson,
waist-gunner.

Staff Sergeant Frank Taylor,
waist-gunner,

Tech Sergeant Stephen
O'Grady, radio operator.

Staff Sergeant, what was that?

Staff Sergeant Ludwig
Schulman, ball turret gunner.

Staff Sergeant Walter
McCalment, tail gunner.

That's it.

# Come and sit by my side #
# And on with it #

# You're not handsome to bid me adieu #

# Just remember the poor paratrooper #

# And the job he is hired to do #

# Bring us up on the #
# Plane in the morning #

# Just remember the sun is above #

# Keep your knees #
# And your feet close together #

# And your head further on very high #

How many of these go to a pint?

They don't have pints.

- Oh?
- No.

I did a day trip to Boulogne once.

They have little glasses with legs on.

Well I don't like my wallop
in little glasses with legs on.

They don't call it wallop.

Vin ordinaire.

Taste like red ink.

How refreshing.

No, don't get up.

Everyone okay?

Yes, sir.

- We off soon, sir?
- Pretty soon.

Getting impatient, Brinkley?

Well sir.

Yeah, so am I.

When do we get our jerry money, sir?

It's rather up to us, isn't it, Smith?

Yes, sir.

Good luck boys.

Good luck, sir.

- Hello, Mac.
- Oh, good evening, sir.

- Don't get up. All right?
- Yes sir.

- You better get that off quick,
- I'm just finishing it sir.

She'll not be hearing for a wee while

...and, ah, she gets awful worried.

I know they do.

Let's see, you've got?

Two, sir.

Well, cheer up, you never know
what you'll find when you get back.

- Evening boys.
- Good evening, sir.

- Won't be long now.
- No, sir.

Worse than waiting for the result of the
3:30 when you're on an outsider, sir.

Well, you're on a
favourite this time, Clarke.

Yes sir, a hot one.

Good night boys, see you over there.

Thank you sir.

Sergeant Major?

Evening, sir.

All the men drawn their 24-hour rations?

Just finished, sir.

- Everything all right?
- Yes, sir.

Ah, the weather might be better.

Might be worse, sir.

- B platoon been paid?
- Yes, sir.

Mr. Miller paid them after tea.

Good luck, Sergeant Major.

Thank you sir.

My little sister, sir.

Hmm, I can see the
family likeness, Williams.

This has just arrived for you sir.

- Thank you.
- Thanks you sir.

Hello, David.

The CO wants to see you
in the Station Office.

Thanks.

You better lay on a hot
meal for the men 20:30.

Okay.

David, it's off for 24 hours.

Oh, blast.

It's a flaming nuisance.

Better tell your chaps to relax.

All right, sir.

Send the Quartermaster
to me, will you?

All right.

Could I possibly get outside
for a couple of hours, sir?

I've had some bad news.

Are you serious?

Yes, sir.

David, I'm astonished you should ask.

You know the drill.

Yes sir, but you know I wouldn't have
asked if it hadn't been very urgent.

I'm sorry, it can't be done.

All right, sir.

Oh, David.

I have an important letter
to get to Tomes tonight.

Could you see that it gets there?

Would you like me to
deliver it myself, sir?

Well that's quite an idea.

Now be sure to be back by 22:30
hours for the final checkup.

Thank you, sir.

Hello, Pat.

Hello, David.

I didn't see you for a moment.

- It's a bit crowded, isn't it?
- Been here long?

- Be up, I'm just finishing.
- Oh, thank you.

Crowded is right.

- Is it always like this now?
- It's usually.

What are you drinking?

A lager.

Is that all they've got?

I think so.

Oh, wait a minute.

Here, we better keep this.

Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?

I'm afraid so.

Are you using this, miss?

Yes, I'm sorry, he's just gone
to try and get a drink.

Hmm, must be an optimist.

Why, Master David.

Hello Pearce, how are you?

All the better for seeing you, sir,

Good. You haven't got two
gin and lime, have you?

- Only lager, sir.
- Ah.

What a tragedy.

Yes, yes.

Nearly five weeks
since he went to Parliament...

...and hasn't opened his bloody
mouth yet.

- Give him time, Pearce.
- I'll give him time, all right sir.

Two lagers, sir.

Thank you.

From under the counter.

For Master David.

Good luck.

Good luck.

You've got some grease on your cap.

Oh, do I?

It would come out with petrol.

I'll just try and scrounge some.

Thank you for coming, David.

It's all right.

Needs a bit of slack.

It was nice of you.

I wanted to see you and now I can't
think of anything to say.

Right, then don't say anything.

Gosh, seems ages since I was
in this pub.

Local colours changed a
bit since I was a boy.

They used to have the fiercest hen
in Devon in the backyard.

You must look out for
that armour-piercing beak.

Used to drink Guinness, I remember.

Oh, David.

It's all over very quickly, David.

Thank God for that.

They can't have learned much.

Where was it?

Just outside Exmoor village.

They altered course to avoid
hitting it...

...and lost too much height.

I see.

They'd been over Cologne...

...and then they were winged
coming home.

We were bringing them in.

I didn't know.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'd do anything.

Why hello, Pat.

Coming to dance later?

No, I'm on duty tonight.

Oh too bad, we're
in for a wizard Jam session.

What were you saying, David?

Oh, nothing, just I...

I wish I could be of some use.

It's funny, isn't it?

What?

It should all end like this.

Yes.

I know where Arizona is now.

Good.

It's just about in the middle.

Like you told me it was.

Pat, darling.

I don't know what to say.

It's all right, David.

Don't say anything.

And I won't either.

# A hope for years to come #

# We bow our heart with our love #

# And thy eternal home #

# Amen #

Dear friends, it is fitting and proper...

that here in our simple way...

irrespective of any
religious beliefs we hold,

we should pay a deep tribute...

to the brave men who gave
their lives for this village...

...and us who live in it.

Greater love hath no man
than this...

...that a man lay down his
life for his friends.

Thus, in the midst of those
who do so deeply sense...

the infinite beauty of the sacrifice...

and in the company of
their own comrades-in-arms,

we should hear their
benediction from almighty God...

...upon the very threshold of
their passing.

A flag was found amidst the wreckage...

...of the flying fortress.

And it is the wish of
their commanding officer...

that our Mayor should present it...

...to the village school of this community.

Philip Simons.

Philip Simons,

your ancestor, Josiah Simons of this parish,

sailed from the port of Plymouth...

over 300 years ago to the country...

...from whence this flag has
come to us.

And it may well be that some blood...

of the gallant company
that sailed with him...

had floated into the veins of those...

who gave their lives for us...

...in this village of Exmoor.

Take this flag to your companions...

...and treasure it always.

Now come and bear witness...

that these brave men laid
down their lives...

for this corner of England.

Captain Gerard Schuyler, Vermont, Maine.

Second Lieutenant Curtis
Otway, Sacramento, California.

First Lieutenant Wallace
Salter, Brooklyn, New York.

Second Lieutenant Antonio Grasso,
San Francisco, California.

Technical Sergeant Henry
George, Salt Lake City, Utah.

Staff Sergeant John
Patterson, Flagstaff, Arizona,

Staff Sergeant Ludwig
Schulman, Chicago, Illinois.

The peace of almighty God,

which passeth all understanding,

be with you ever more.

There it is.

Yes, here we are again.

Nose first this time?

Good thing we kept that
return ticket from Dunkirk.

Certainly was.

Eagle Squadron?

Yep.

Not many of you left nowadays.

No, not many.

Where are you from?

Buffalo.

And boy am I raring to shuffle off home.

Haven't you liked it here?

Oh sure, but ah, you know how it is.

Home sweet home.

Yep, I know.

Married an English girl.

Gonna take her and the kid back
with me when the war's over.

Good.

You married?

Hmm?

Are you married?

No.

It's great, you ought to try it.

Thanks, I'd like to.

Come and spend your
honeymoon in Buffalo.

Go see Niagara falls, they all do.

That's a bet.

You know, someday I'd
like to see a bridge...

right across the Atlantic.

Yessir, right across the Atlantic.