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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.

Hey, Sergeant.

Oh, hi, Pyle. What are you grinning about?

Well, don't you remember?
Today is the day.

The day? What day?

The day I go home on leave.
Don't you remember?

I put in for it way back in October.

Oh, say, that's right. You're going
home for a whole week, ain't you?

I still can't believe it, Sergeant.

Do you know how long it's
been since I been home?

Exactly 42 months, 1 week,
2 days, 12 hours,

give or take a few minutes.

I don't blame you for being excited.
It's a great feeling, getting home.

I remember when I had my last leave.

What a thrill it was, arriving in town
and seeing that big banner--

"Welcome Home, Vince."

It was strung cross Main Street, was it?

Uh, no, it was strung
across my mother's window.

Whenever I get home, that clothesline
comes down and the banner goes up.

Well, she must just be busting with pride
having a son like you.

Yeah, I guess.

Well, here are your leave papers, Pyle,

all signed and ready to go.

- Have a great trip.
- Thank you, Sergeant.

I just can't wait to see the look of
surprise on Andy's face when I walk in.

- I purposely didn't write to him.
- Oh? Well, have a good time.

I just can't wait to see all those
folks back there in Mayberry.

Andy and Opie, Aunt Bee and Cousin Goober.

Yeah, well goodbye, Pyle.
I'm sure you're anxious to get started.

You remember Andy, Opie,
Aunt Bee and Cousin Goober, don't you?

You know, Andy's the sheriff of Mayberry.

I know, I know,
be sure to give them my best.

Andy, Opie, Aunt Bee,
or Cousin Goober, or all of them?

All of them, all of them. Go, Pyle!

I'll be writing you picture postcards,
or if I have time, maybe even a letter.

Goodbye, Pyle.

Which do you prefer, Sergeant?

One long newsy letter,
or lots of picture postcards?

Any. Go, Pyle.

- Cause I'll do--
- [angrily] Pyle, get out of here!

[airplane engine]

[air brakes hissing]

My oh my, nothing's changed.
Nothing's changed at all.

[bus engine]

Hey Grover, are you still here?

Golly.

[inaudible]

Surprise, surprise, [hesitantly] surprise.

Well, after 42 months, 1 week, and 2 days,
10 more minutes ain't gonna matter much.

♪♪

- [typing]
- Hey Andy?

- Hey, Gomer.
- Are you busy?

No, come on in.

What's on your mind?

♪ From the Halls of Montez um a ♪

♪ To the shores of Tripoli ♪

♪ We fight our country's battles ♪

♪ On the land and on the sea ♪

♪ First to fight for right and freedom ♪

♪ And to keep our honor clean ♪

♪ We are proud to claim the title ♪

♪ Of United States Marine ♪

- Oh that's nice, Gomer.
- You know what that's all about?

Um, over the weekend,
you went to see a John Wayne movie?

No, guess again.

- Well--
- I'm in!

You're in what?

The United States Marine Corps.

The United States Marine Corps?

Right. See, here's my enlistment
papers and the book that shows

- where I'm going and everything.
- [door opening]

- Hey there.
- Can I help you?

Uh, I was looking for Andy Taylor.
Do you happen to know where he is?

Yeah, he's off on a
camping trip right now.

I came down from Raleigh to
fill in for him. I'm Captain Rogers.

Oh, well, I'm Gomer Pyle.

Do you happen to know whether
his family went with him or not?

- Aunt Bee and Opie?
- Uh-huh.

Well golly, this sure is a disappointment.

You see, I just got home on leave,

and well,
I was hoping I'd surprise them all, and

it appears the surprise is on me.

Well, why didn't you write
and tell them you were coming?

Well, I never figured they'd be
away on vacation this time of year.

And like I said,
I wanted it to be a surprise.

Do you know how long
they're going to be gone?

Well, it depends on the weather
and the fishing.

If the bass and crappie are biting,
they might be gone a week or more.

Oh heck, that's just how long my leave is.

We're going to miss each
other the whole time.

Well, that's a shame. Anything I can do?

Oh, no thanks.

Guess I'll just go over to the hotel
and check in and maybe look around.

Thank you, sir, and I hope to
see you again while I'm here.

- Drop in any time.
- Thank you.

[traffic noise]

Hey Mr. Ferguson!

Gomer Pyle, as I live and breathe.

Welcome home, son. Are you back to stay?

No, sir, I'm just home on leave.

Well, it's great to see you again,
and you're looking fine, boy. Just fine.

Well, so are you.
You haven't changed a bit.

Aw.

Mr. Ferguson?

Where's Floyd's barbershop?
Didn't it used to be right here?

Oh, Emmett bought Floyd
out about a year ago.

Floyd's retired now and living
with his daughter up to Mt. Pilot.

[whispering] Daughter's
separated from her husband, you know.

Well, I'll be--

Floyd not here anymore,
it just don't seem possible.

Yeah.

If you're looking for a haircut,
don't go in here.

The only thing they got to clip
you with is a lawnmower. [laughs]

Well gee, have there been any
other changes around Mayberry

since I've been gone?

Oh, lots of big things happening here.
Big.

You know, we got a coin-operated laundry
and dry cleaning store now?

You don't say?

And the latest rumor is,
some big combine from Raleigh

is thinking of opening a car wash.

Does your car in five minutes.

Everything's machines nowadays, Gomer.
Machines.

- How'd you get down here?
- Airplane and a bus.

See there?

Well, I guess I'll be checking
into the hotel, Mr. Ferguson.

- I'll see you.
- Goodbye, son.

A-and keep America strong.

♪♪

Well hey, Mrs. Petrie.

Hello, Gomer.

I haven't seen you for a few weeks.

What have you been doing with yourself?

Oh, well, I've been in the service, ma'am.
In the Marines.

You have? Did you just join up?

Well, no, ma'am,
I've been in for four years.

It's that's long?

Well, I just don't remember
things like I used to.

Oh, I understand.

Sure was nice seeing you, Mrs. Petrie,

and I hope I see you again
before my leave's over.

Oh, Gomer, this isn't Christmas, is it?

Uh, no ma'am, it ain't.

Then I won't wish you Christmas greetings.

♪♪

[clanking]

Hey Goober! Surprise, surprise, surprise!

- I'm sorry, I thought you was Goober.
- Goober ain't here.

Would you happen to
know where I could find him?

About 500 miles from here on a camping
trip with the sheriff and his family.

Well I'll be.

I come 3,000 miles on my first leave and

everybody's gone somewhere.

You want I should tell him who stopped by?

- His cousin Gomer.
- Gomer?

Gomer Pyle from the Marines?

Why didn't you say so in the first place?
I'm Virgil.

- Goober left me in charge while he's away.
- Well, how do you do?

Yes, sir,
I've heard a lot about you, Gomer.

- I always wanted to meet you.
- Well, thank you.

Tell me, how is it in the Marines, huh?

Well, just fine.

- Really get to say it much?
- Say what?

Gung ho. Do you really say it?

- Oh yeah, we say it all the time.
- Say it once.

Let me hear a real Marine say it.

Gung ho!

Dog gone how you say that!

- [telephone ringing]
- Excuse me.

[telephone ringing]

[telephone ringing]

Goober's Service Station, Virgil speaking.

Oh, hello Mrs. Watson.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

That's a shame.

Well, don't worry about a thing.

I'll be right over and try
to start it for you.

No trouble at all. Bye.

Mrs. Watson's got a doctor appointment
in Siler City and her car won't start.

Takes hours to fix her jalopy.
Know why? Because it's a 1942 model.

That car's as old as I am.

Well, think of it.

The year that car was made, I was born.

Well, who'd ever thought that car was
going to be fixed one day by

that little baby
laying in a hospital?

Well, I gotta lock up for a while.

Well, wait a minute.

You don't have to lock
up if you don't want to.

- I'd be happy to take over for you.
- You sure?

I'm not doing much right now,

and besides, it'd be fun getting back
at my old job again.

Well, that'll be just fine.

I won't be more than a couple hours.

- Just make yourself at home.
- Well, thank you.

The soda pop machine's
working if you got a dime.

Oh, don't worry about me.
I'll just sit here on the bench

and count out-of-state license plates,
just like the good old days.

[engine noise]

Hiya, fella.
Say, how about a little service?

- Sure thing, fill her up?
- No, we've got plenty of gas,

but the engine's been acting up.

Would you mind taking
a look at it, please?

Glad to.

Mm, mm,
no wonder she's giving you trouble.

The spark plug line's burnt clear through

and the radiator hose is
dripping something fierce.

Looks like she's spitting up a lot of oil,

and them points sound like
they're wore right down to a nub.

Yeah, well, uh,
do you think you could fix it?

Sure can.

Golly, digging into a motor again,
now I'm beginning to really feel at home.

[cranking]

Hey fella, will you be much longer?

[Gomer] I'm finished.

Whew, that car of yours is
sure in some awful shape.

You mean even after
you fixed everything?

Well, I didn't fix everything.

You still got that oil leak 'cause
I didn't have no new pinion seal.

She'll be leaking on you while you drive,
but at least she'll run you for a while.

That's all right. Thanks a lot.

Oh, no need thanking me.

It was a pleasure just getting
to feel grease all over me again.

I'll make out your bill.
I'm not officially working here.

It wouldn't be fair to charge you labor,
so I'll just charge you for the parts.

You can pay cash or charge it.
They honor most credit cards here.

Will they honor one of these, too?

Give us what you got in the
cash box and make it fast.

[dramatic music]

I didn't know what to do, Captain.
Everything happened so fast.

They was out of sight before I
could get to a phone and call you.

Oh, sorry day, sorry day
when I let you take over.

All right, it's done.

Now, can you give me a description?

Well, it was a 1953--

No, no, you already told me about the car.

Can you give me a description of the men?
The men.

I sure can, I'll never
forget them as long as I live.

Okay, shoot. How tall were they?

Well, they weren't tall
and they weren't short.

You might say they was medium.
Kind of medium to tall or short.

How about the weight? Were they big men?

- No, they weren't big.
- Were they skinny?

No, they wasn't skinny neither.

- Medium?
- Medium to fat or skinny.

- Yeah.
- I'll never forget them as long as I live.

Pyle, can't you think of anything
specific about those men?

I sure can.
One of them was carrying a gun.

Gosh sakes, Gomer, couldn't you tell
they were crooks just by looking at them?

Well, they was both wearing neckties,
but all that proved

was that they were strangers in town.

That old broken down car
they come in with,

who would have thought two hold-up men

would have come in an
old clunker like that?

Th- the car was in bad shape?

Something terrible.

I don't even know how it
made it into the station.

It had no zip at all.

Well, why didn't you
say so in the first place?

If the car has no zip at all,
it won't be too hard to catch up with.

- Captain Rogers?
- Yes?

I think I ought to tell you,

that car had a lot more zip going
out than coming in.

- What do you mean?
- I fixed it.

You fixed the getaway car?

I didn't know it was the
getaway car when I fixed it.

- I better get out of here.
- Captain,

I think I can find that car for you,
though.

Oh, and how do you intend to go about it?

Well, one of the things that I didn't fix

was a broken pinion seal,
and it's leaking like a sieve.

See there?

So all we got to do is
to follow these oil spots

and it ought to take us right to the car.

Follow the oil spots? [exasperated]
Pyle, it'll be dark in an hour.

Now, will you do me a favor and
leave the police work to me?

But Captain, I feel responsible for this,
and it was my Cousin Goober's money.

I want to help out some way.

And the one thing I don't need right now

is an amateur detective,
so just steer clear, huh?

Oh, and another thing.

Stay away from this gas station.

I don't want you fixing any
more getaway cars.

♪♪

Captain! Captain!

You got any other men besides
these deputies around?

Not between here and the state highway.

Well, who do you figure that is?

Douse your lights.
Everybody get down till I give the signal.

Now!

All right, turn around.

Pyle.

All right, what are you doing out here?

Well, I was following them oil spots

like I was telling you about, you know,
from that busted pinion seal.

See there? Seems like there's
been one about every 50 feet

ever since I left the service station.

Pyle, you're hampering
police operations being out here.

Now supposing you go home
and stay out of the way?

But Captain,
if I just follow this trail, I can--

You heard me, go on home.

- But Captain--
- Go on.

♪♪

Shazam.

[engine cranking]

[engine ignition]

Hi there.

Well, well, look who's here.

Hey Frank,
look who's gonna give us a lift.

Well, well, well,
if it ain't old Handy Andy himself.

CROOK 1 : Boy, when he gives service,
he really gives service.

That's what I call southern hospitality.

[laughs] I'm gonna sit in the front seat

with you so you don't
feel like a chauffeur.

- Are you fellers heading back to Mayberry?
- Well, we weren't planning on it.

Oh well, that's where I'm going,
so could you just drop me off at the fork?

That's the cutoff back to Mayberry.

We got a better idea.
You keep driving us to where we're going.

We like your company.

Oh, well, I really should be getting back.

You see, I just got into town
and there's lots of folks

that I haven't even said hello to yet.

I'll say hello later.

[brakes crunching]

What are we stopping for? Where are we?

This is the fork
I was telling you about.

The road to the left takes
you back to Mayberry,

I know you don't want to go there, and the
road to the right takes you out of town.

That's the one you want.

We go to the left.

- To the left? But I--
- Yeah, we know when we're being conned.

You're trying to lead
us right back to the cops.

And when you recommend right, we go left.
Now get going.

♪♪

[tires squealing]

What kind of crazy driving is that?

Well, I-I really couldn't help it.

You see, I think there's something
wrong with this steering mechanism.

It's all I can do to hold her steady.

Well, watch it. We want to get
where we're going in one piece.

Yes, sir.

[tires squealing]

[siren]

[tires squealing]

[motorcycle engine]

[siren]

[tires squealing]

Pyle!

I told you, Captain, I told you.

All you had to do was
follow them oil spots,

and that's exactly what I did.

Well, I'll be darned.
You mean you tracked them down that way?

Course by the time I had found the car,

it had broken down again,
but I had counted on that.

Then I fixed it, then we managed
to bump into each other again.

Well, but how did you
happen to come down this road?

Well, I figured if I told
them to take the other road,

then they would make me take this road
where I knew you was waiting.

[Captain Rogers] Well, I'll be.
You mean you really planned all this?

Well, of course I didn't know
whether you'd still be here or not,

so I pretended that the steering was bad
and I started zigzagging,

hoping I'd draw some attention,
which I guess I did.

[Captain Rogers] All right, take them away.

Just a minute, Captain.
Can I say something to these fellers?

- Sure.
- Fellers.

I hope what just happened to
you will be a lesson to both of you.

I just hope wherever it is they send you,

you'll take lots of time
out and think about this.

Maybe if you're lucky they'll put
you in leather craft or something

- where you can learn a trade.
- OK, take them away.

Try to spend a lot of time at the library,

and join the glee club
there if they've got one.

But the main thing to do is
to get yourself a hobby.

Something like stamp collecting--

[engine ignition]

Just so you're not by yourself
and in the path of temptation.

Well, Gomer, I'm sorry you didn't
get a chance to see your friends.

Well, me, too, but I figure it don't
make much sense my hanging around,

so I'll head on back to the base.

So long, Captain Rogers.
It was a pleasure meeting you.

Pleasure's mine,
and thanks again for everything.

It was nice to share a mission
with the United States Marines.

I'll give everyone your best.

Tell them I'll write to them.

♪♪

Bye, Grover. I'll see you next time.

[bus engine]

Andy! Opie! Aunt Bee! Cousin Goober!

Andy! Opie!

[knocking]