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[marching band plays]

[male announcer] Gomer Pyle - USMC.

Starring Jim Nabors as Gomer Pyle.

Also starring Frank Sutton
as Sergeant Carter.

Now, Sergeant, we have a rather
important guest coming to the base.

His name is Manuel Cortez.

He's an army man from one of
our neighboring Latin American countries.

He's coming to observe
the Marine Corps for a while,

and I thought you'd be
the best man to look after him.

I'm honored, sir.

It seems they've had some sort of
disciplinary problem in their army

and he wants to investigate
Marine discipline first-hand

to see if he can take back a little of it
to his own country.

I understand, sir.

[phone buzzing]

Yes?

Oh, send him right in.

This is our guest.

How do you do? I'm Colonel Gray.

Colonel,
it's a great pleasure to meet you.

And this is Sergeant Carter.

Sergeant.

It's a great honor to be here with the
United States Marine Corps of America.

Well, it's an honor to have you with us.

I hope your stay with us
will be informative and helpful.

I'm sure it will.

Now, why don't you begin by introducing
our guest to your platoon, Sergeant?

Certainly, sir.

If you want to learn about the Corps,
the best way to start

- is to meet the men that make it.
- I am looking forward to it.

Sergeant, I'll see you later in the day.

Fine. Thank you very much.

- Sergeant?
- Yes, sir?

Our impression on foreign guests is,
of course, very important.

See that he's treated
with the utmost courtesy.

Of course, sir, you can depend on me.

Uh, do you think our guest

would like a formal inspection
of the troops, sir?

Good idea. I think he'd be very pleased.

[shouting in distance]

Good?

- No good.
- Is something wrong, sir?

No good.

Is excellent.

Oh, thank you, sir.

They are all fine men.

Every one is a Marine, sir.

[indistinct command]

Now, even though
I'm going to be looking after you, sir,

I'd like to put one of my men
at your disposal

to act as a personal guide.

You can pick any one of them.
They're all good boys, sir.

Any of them?
You mean you can trust any of them?

Yes, sir. Take your pick.

Dumbowski, Ravelli, Chambers...

[coughs] ...Hammond, or Jackson.

Which one do you take, sir?

I pick the tall one.

Him?

In my country,
we learn to pick a man by his face.

His face, I trust.

Are you sure, sir? Any one
of these other men would be very...

I pick him.

Okay. Pyle, you'll look after our guest.

It'll be an honor, sir, a real honor.

Platoon... dismissed!

Sir, if you're ready, we'll take you
over to the officers' quarters.

Officers' quarters?

- That's where you're going to stay, sir.
- Oh, no, I stay here.

- Here?
- Of course, with the men.

That's very democratic, sir,
but I'm afraid it's impossible.

You see, a man of your rank...

By the way, I'm not familiar
with the insignia of your army.

Just what exactly is your rank, sir?

Guess.

Well, a major?

No, I'm not a major.

A colonel?

- No.
- Higher than a colonel?

I am a corporal.

You're only a corporal?

- But that looks like an officer's uniform.
- This?

In my country, an officer would not
be seen in such a plain uniform.

I like your face.

A corporal?

And I let him inspect the troops.

- These are your barrack, eh?
- Yeah.

You can use Farris's bunk here,
he's on leave.

Gracias.

- Corporal?
- Ah, call me Manuel.

Manuel, can I ask you
what country you come from?

Oh, si, I have a map
right here in my briefcase.

I'll show you.

This briefcase always gets stuck.

[speaking Spanish angrily]

I will kill the man
who sold me this briefcase!

I hope you will have a chance
to visit my homeland.

My country is right here.

Oh, are you from Brazil?

Hmm. No Brazil.

To see my country,
is necessary to use the glass.

Uh-huh.

Ah-ha, here.

That dot's your country?

No, that dot is the mountain.

Behind the mountain is my country.

What's the name of your country?

The 13th Federated Constitutional
Republic of Greater San Miguel.

Manuel, I just know
we're going to get along real good.

- We got so much in common.
- We do?

Well, sure, we're both from the south.

You're just a little further south
than me is all.

Yes.

I hope you don't mind
if I keep staring at your uniform.

How in the world
did you get all them medals?

Well, the green one is for sharpshooting.

What's the blue one for?

The blue one was given to me
by the vice president of our country

for helping him
to get the president out of power.

Well, how about the yellow one?

The yellow one was given to me
by the president

for helping him to get back into power.

Well, they sure are pretty.

I haven't noticed
many colorful uniforms around here.

No, I reckon not.

Already one thing
I've learned about the Marines,

you have more discipline than us.

But we dress better.

- Gomer, where's your bunk?
- Oh, it's right underneath yours here.

This is my bunk,
this is my locker, and up here I have...

Oh!

You have a guitar.

Well, yeah, do you play?
Play something for me.

Yes, I have one of my own,
but I did not bring it with me.

It's broke.

One of my soldiers stepped on it.

[speaking Spanish angrily]

I could have killed him!

[singing sweetly in Spanish]

[plays guitar]

Hey, that's Jimmy Crack Corn.

No, that's... [speaking Spanish]

Well, we used to sing it back in Mayberry
as Jimmy Crack Corn.

♪ Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

♪ Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

♪ Jimmy crack corn and I don't care... ♪

[sings next line in Spanish]

Doggone, that's the same song!

I learned a song in Spanish once
back when I was in high school.

I bet you know it.

[singing in Spanish]

[both singing in Spanish]

[speaks Spanish]

[both singing in Spanish]

Pyle, where is that Manuel Cortez fellow?
I told you to keep him with you.

Well, he'll be here in a minute, Sergeant.
he's putting on his fatigues.

I'm very sorry I late, mi comandante.

Hey, I thought
you were getting into your fatigues.

- These are my fatigues.
- Oh?

Don't you like them, mi comandante?

Oh, no, I like them fine.

It's just that
we're going to be digging ditches

and white ain't exactly a practical color.

Oh. But in my country,
is very practical color.

It's good for the hot sun,
and whenever we surrender in battle

we use the shirt for a white flag.

Give him a shovel, Boyle.

Platoon, right face.

Forward march!

Left.

[barks drill commands]

He don't look like a soldier,
he looks like a street cleaner.

Gomer?

Yes, Manuel?

- How long will we be digging this ditch?
- Till the sergeant tells us to quit.

Now, how late do you work?

Oh, till about 5 o'clock.

Ah. It's so different in my country.

Every day, no matter
what we're doing, at two o'clock,

we stop for the siesta.

And I feel like it's almost two o'clock.

[woman] Manuel! Manuel!

Manuel!

You see? I was right.

Manuel.

- Consuela!
- Manuel!

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

Gomer, I want you
to meet a very dear friend of mine

that I just meet last night.

It was on the airplane.
She's a stewardess.

[Gomer] How do, ma'am.

Manuel, I think I better tell you,

civilian visitors
ain't allowed in this area.

But I invite Consuela to visit.
What is wrong?

- Well...
- [Carter] Pyle!

Pyle!

Pyle, what is this? You know
civilian visitors aren't allowed here.

Gomer was explaining,
but she's my friend, Sergeant.

Sergeant, may I present Consuela,
my very dear friend

who I meet just last night.

She's a stewardess.

It doesn't matter what she is.

Uh, look, ma'am, I'm sorry,
but you'll have to leave.

She doesn't understand.

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

Couldn't she stay just a little longer?

No, she cannot.

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish angrily]

[tirade continues]

Now, Pyle, you were supposed
to be looking after our guest.

You know visitors aren't allowed.
What's the matter with you?

Excuse me, my comandante,
it was all my fault.

It was not your fault. You are a guest,
and you aren't accustomed to our routine.

But Pyle, you should know better.
Now get back to work, on the double.

Move it, come on, on the double.

Move, move, move, move,
move, move, move, move.

Move it!

Does he always shout like that?

Most of the time.

If he took siestas,
he wouldn't be so nervous.

Fifteen minutes a day,
that's all you need.

Fifteen minutes.

Now this here is our 81 millimeter mortar,

and it's got a range of, oh, about a mile,

and each one of the shells
weighs about ten pounds.

Magnificent!

What we wouldn't do
to have a weapon like this.

Yeah, it's real effective all right.

[artillery fire]

You see? They just fired off a round.

When will it be our turn?

Well, just as soon as
the sergeant gives us the signal.

We ought to be next.

Now, this is the fuse.

It's a time fuse that you can set.

Now, this here fuse controls exactly
when the shell's gonna go off.

[artillery fire]

I thought you said we were next.
They pass us by!

We just didn't get the signal yet.
It ought to be any time now.

Fascinating weapon.

Fascinating.

[artillery fire]

Manuel, what'd you do?

I just put the...
the shell in the little hole and...

[artillery fire]

Oh, you fired off a round.

You shouldn't have
put that shell in there.

You see, this fires automatically and...

[Carter] Pyle!

Pyle, who gave you the order to fire?
There was no signal given yet.

It was my fault, mi comandante.

I did not know it would go off by itself.

It wasn't your fault,
you don't know any better.

It was your fault, Pyle! You're supposed
to be showing him the ropes.

You ought to know better than to let him
fool around with a strange weapon.

But I told you it was not his fault.

It was his fault. He's a knucklehead...

a bumbling knucklehead.

Knucklehead? It's an insult, no?

Look, corporal, if you don't mind,
I'd rather you stay out of this, okay?

Very well, I will not interfere.

Good.

All you have to do is apologize,
and that will be that.

- Apologize?
- That's right.

Uh, can I speak to you alone
a minute, corporal?

Look, uh,
you're a non-commissioned officer.

You should understand,
I can't apologize to him.

He's a private... a knucklehead.

There! You said it again.
Now you must apologize.

- But I can't do that.
- Why not?

Because he's a private and I'm a sergeant.

But you have insulted him
and he is my amigo.

And since we are amigos,
you have insulted me, too.

In my country, when a man is insulted
and no apology is offered,

there is only one course of action left.

I fling down the gauntlet.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means I challenge you to a duel.

You challenge me to a what?

A duel!

And since I made the challenge,
you get to pick the weapons.

Pistols or swords?

Listen, Manuel, we don't do
a whole lot of dueling in this country.

Good!

Then everyone will want to come and watch.

Nobody's going to watch anything,

because there's not going to be
anything to watch.

What are you saying?

Look, Corporal Cortez,
like Pyle here says,

we don't duel in this country.

Now why don't you
just get back to work, all right?

You mean you refuse?

That's right,
I don't want to duel with you.

But I challenge you. You must.

I ain't going to fight you,
you understand?

I ain't going to fight you,
so let's just forget all about it, okay?

I can't believe it. He refuse!
[yelling] It's an outrage!

No it ain't, the sergeant
just don't want no trouble is all.

- Bah, he's Pollo.
- Pollo?

He's chicken.

No, he ain't.

See, dueling is against the law
and he's just obeying the law.

Now come on, Manuel,
let's get back to work

just like the sergeant said
and I'll show you how to work the mortar.

Well, I've learned
all about your chickens,

I might as well learn about your mortars.

- A duel?
- Yeah.

Did you ever hear of such a stupid thing?
The guy's a nut... a real nut!

- Well, what are you gonna do?
- I'll tell you what I'm gonna do,

I'm gonna call the colonel, that's what,
and tell him we got a nut on our hands.

Get me Colonel Gray, please.
This is Sergeant Carter.

I know the colonel told me
to treat this guy with kid gloves,

but enough is enough.
He's got to be told what's going on.

Hello, Colonel Gray?
This is Sergeant Carter here.

Yes, Sergeant, what can I do for you?

Oh, by the way,
how's everything going with our guest?

He's being looked after, I trust?

- Well...
- I know he's in good hands,

that's why I selected you for the job.

Yes, sir, but...

Of course, I hope you understand
that his ways are different than ours.

You'll have to be very patient with him.

Well...

Patience, Sergeant, patience.

That's the main thing.

After all, he's only going to be here
a short while

and we can certainly overlook
any little misunderstandings

that may crop up, can't we?

- Yes, sir.
- Fine.

Now what was it
you wanted to talk to me about?

Oh, nothing, sir. Nothing that can't keep.

Oh, well, goodbye, Sergeant, and, uh,
keep up the good work with our guest.

Yes, sir.

Goodbye, sir.

- [sighing]
- Pistols or swords?

Just knock it off, will you, Boyle?
Just knock it off!

Gomer, I have given the matter
a great deal of consideration.

What's that, Manuel?

Your comandante
backing away from my challenge.

It's a sign of weakness,
and a weak man cannot be a good leader.

Therefore...

...he must be overthrown.

- You mean a mutiny?
- Revolution.

Mutiny we do on ships.

We don't do that kind of thing, Manuel.

The sergeant must be dealt with.
He's a weakling, no?

No, Sergeant Carter's strong.
He protects us.

- Protects you?
- Yeah, and we protect him.

It's what we call esprit de corps.

Esprit de corps?

That's right.

In fact, well,
if you was to attack Sergeant Carter,

I'm afraid you'd have to fight me first.
It's my duty.

Fight you?

Oh, I could not fight you,
Gomer, you're my amigo.

Well, and Sergeant Carter's my amigo.

Now are you beginning to understand?

Of course, of course.

I understand that I really could not,
in good conscience,

take away Sergeant Carter's position.

I'm glad you see that, Manuel.

- But you could.
- Hmm?

How stupid of me
not to see it in the first place!

You are the rightful leader!

I don't think you understand
what I understood you to understand.

You will stand up to fight me
because you love your sergeant so much.

That makes you stronger than both of us.

- But...
- Come.

We must announce to Sergeant Carter you're
taking over the duty hut immediately.

No, Manuel, now, please.

[shouting] Viva Gomer Pyle!

That Manuel guy's getting into
some kind of trouble, I just know it.

Sarge, he'll be leaving in a couple of
days. Why get yourself worked up?

No. The guy's a wave maker,
and he always comes up with whitecaps.

Good afternoon.

I would like to speak with you,
Mr. Carter.

That's Sergeant Carter.

Not for long.

This is a revolution.

I must ask
that you relinquish your command.

- Please, Manuel...
- Pshht!

We have decided
that you are a weak sergeant

and a weak leader.

Therefore, you must be replaced
by someone braver,

stronger than yourself...

Gomer Pyle.

I tried to talk him out of this, Sergeant,
honest I did.

We will give you two hours
to pack your things and clear the hut.

It was all just a dream, right, Boyle?

They were never really in here.

It was all just a bad dream,

and now I'm going to wake up, right?

There is no point in trying to resist.

You have failed as a leader
and you must go.

Get the colonel, Boyle.

Don't take it too hard.

You can start over.

And who knows?

Maybe one day you'll be a sergeant again.

Boyle, get the colonel.

Manuel, please,
I think we ought to leave now.

We are not leaving until this is settled.

And now, your stripes, please?

I'll get the colonel.

Never mind, I'll take care of this myself.

All right, all right.

Now, look, I don't care what the colonel
said about being courteous to you.

Guest or no guest,
you are undermining my platoon.

Now just remember one thing, soldier.

You may be from a different country
and a different army,

but right now, you're on
a United States Marine Corps base

and you're still only a corporal
and I am a sergeant,

and I'm am ordering you to get out of here

and stop driving everybody crazy.

You're nothing but a pest
and a troublemaker,

and if you don't start shaping up...

- Sergeant Carter!
- Colonel Gray!

- I didn't know you were here, sir.
- I'm appalled!

What do you mean,
shouting at our guest like that?

Please accept my apologies, General.

- General?
- That man you were yelling at

just happens to be General Manuel Cortez,

commander-in-chief of his nation's
entire Army, Navy, and Air Force.

But I thought he...

He had to say he was a corporal

so he could live with the men
and observe first-hand.

Now, what's this all about?

I think I can explain, Colonel,

but first I would like to
ask the sergeant something.

You mean, Sergeant, that...

you have been angry with me all along
but you hold it inside?

That's right, sir,
and it hasn't been easy.

Then I think
that I am the one who must apologize.

All along I...

I thought that
you were afraid to fight me.

I had no idea that you want to fight me,
but... but you hold it in.

Never have I seen such control
in a man of leadership.

And this other one,
who was ready to fight me...

me, his own amigo...

because of the great love
that he have for his sergeant...

You know what I would call this, Colonel?

I would call this very, very...

esprit... esprit...

Esprit de corps.

Esprit de corps.

I don't quite know what this is all about,

but, uh, apparently you've learned
something about the Marines.

Yes, and I must...

I must try to get the same esprit
in my army.

I'm sure you will, General.

And now that the men know who you are,
we'll move you to the officers' quarters.

Pyle, help the general.

Carry on.

Sergeant, once again, my apologies.

A general...

I yelled at a general.

I sure am glad
everything worked out, Manuel...

uh, I mean... General.

To you, it will always be Manuel.

And I'm most grateful
for what I have learned.

Now I know the true meaning
of the word discipline.

At home, all of my officers are,
how you say, hotheads.

But when I get back,
I will change all that.

I will solve this problem
once and for all...

[angrily] ...or know the reason why!

Excuse me, sir,
I don't know how to say this,

but, well, I don't think
you see the whole problem.

What do you mean?

Well, I don't mean
to be disrespectful but, well,

I think the main reason
your men ain't got any discipline

is, well, you yourself
happen to have a terrible temper.

[angrily] Me?

You're doing it again. There it is.

It's terrible, just terrible.

[angrily] I do not have a temper!

No one can say that I have a temper!

It is not true!

No, no, no, I do not have a temper. No!

Ow!

Did you hurt your foot?

Never mind my foot.

I just realize a horrible thing.

What's that?

I have a terrible temper.

- Sergeant Carter?
- Yeah?

Hello, General.

Well, amigos, it's time to say adios.

Manuel, we sure are going to miss you.

I'm going to miss you too, Gomer.

Time to say adios to you, Sergeant.

Goodbye, sir. It was an honor
having you with us, sir.

And I hope you will forget
all about the duel and the revolution.

It was most disgraceful of me
to act that way

and to lose control.

That's all right, sir, I understand.

From now on, I will be very careful

not to let my temper get away from me.

It's always good to hear
a man mend his own ways.

In fact, to show my determination,

I symbolically break
the sword of violence.

I break the sword of violence.

[impatiently] I break the sword of violence!

How do you like that?
In battle, they go like popcorn.

When I get home, I'm going to kill the man
who sold me this crazy sword!

[ranting in Spanish]