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(intense orchestral music)

(intense orchestral music continues)

(intense orchestral music continues)

(rain pattering) (gentle music)

- I'm sorry, Larry.

It sometimes happens that way.

We did all we could.

- They're absolutely certain?

- Dr. Kirkland's diagnosis, Colonel Walters, my own,

all say the same thing.

- He's gone through all that agony.

Six months of slicing and patching,

for nothing.

Colonel?

- Yes?

- He has to be told.

- Well, it's been our experience on cases like these,

it's always best to tell the patient the truth.

- Do you mind doing me a favor?

Let me tell him my way.

- That's a job i won't mind giving up.

You've been pretty close to the captain, haven't you?

- Four years together in a bomber,

you get to know each other pretty much.

- Well, how do you do, Major?

Colonel, Captain Perry is getting dressed.

He said he'd like to come in and kiss you goodbye.

- Oh, nurse, does he know i'm here?

- I don't think so.

No, sir.

- Well, tell him that i phoned.

After he picks up his separation papers,

the Sergeant and i will meet him at the Jake Cafe.

(somber music)

I'd rather see him later.

- I know.

- Well, Colonel, I'd appreciate it

if you see that no one makes a break.

I wanna tell him my way.

Thanks.

(rain pattering) (people chattering)

(rain pattering) (people chattering)

(gentle music)

(people chattering in foreign language)

(person singing in foreign language)

Bourbon, straight.

Leave the bottle.

- That bad?

- Give him two months, maybe three.

- No, no.

- Maybe sooner.

- I can't believe it.

He looks and acts just like anybody.

- It has something to do with the brain tissue.

Any physical or emotional shock could-

- He doesn't rate that kind of a deal.

How'd he take it?

- He doesn't know.

- What do you mean he doesn't know?

- I told the doc i'd tell him.

(person singing in foreign language)

No thanks.

- Some other time.

I never thought i'd see the day

when we'd brush off a mouse with fuselage like that.

How? How are we gonna do it?

How are we gonna tell him?

- We're not going to.

- [Pete] But you told the doctor we would.

- The doc and i don't see eye to eye.

We're not gonna tell him.

- [Pete] Look, Skip, I know i'm not very bright but-

- Nobody tells him.

I'll cut the throat of the first guy who does.

- Skipper, we ain't got no right.

We ain't got no right to decide that.

We oughta take him back to Ohio.

- Ohio's a fine place if you got the time.

If he had any folks.

- Yeah.

We're just about all he's got.

- Yeah, just about.

- If only there was something we could do for him.

Something nice, you know what i mean?

- Pete, we're gonna stick close to him.

We're gonna take that two months, three months or maybe less

and we're gonna pack them with 100 years of living.

Good living.

No rough spots, no bumps, okay?

- No rough spots, no bumps.

Yeah, yeah.

(gentle music)

But what about dough?

100 years of good living takes a lotta dough.

- You know that flying job I was telling you about?

Well, I thought we could-

- Wait a minute, here he comes.

A guy could get a sickness (indistinct), sir.

- Sir, Captain Michael Perry

respectfully asking, what's the big idea?

- Hey bartender, gimme a glass, will you?

A little glass. He's only a captain.

- Soon as you can tear yourself away from your vices,

I'm still waiting for answers.

- Oh, that there?

That's your separation papers.

Even i knew that.

- Yes, that certifies that you made

the world a better place to live in.

The war is over.

- General MacArthur's gone his way.

We're going ours. Any place we like.

Just like the civilians.

- But you told 'em down at headquarters

I wanted to be separated here.

- Sure. That's what we did.

- It makes it easier for the poor taxpayers.

- Look, boys, I-

- How do you like that guy,

trying to thumb a free ride home?

- Yeah. You've been sponging off the government for years.

It's time you started shifting for yourself.

- Al little more respect, Skipper.

The captain's got $800 worth of platinum in his head.

What have we got?

Silver? Piano wire?

How does it feel to be rich, kid?

- Great man, that surgeon.

Not even a headache.

- We'll fix that.

We're about four weeks ahead of you.

- Look, you didn't waive your transportation just

because you wanted to wait around for me?

- Oh no.

As a matter of fact, Pete and I have a little flying job

lined up here in the Orient.

We thought you'd wanna tag along with us.

- I've got an awful yen to go home, haven't you?

- Of course if you wanna brush us off...

- Who said anything like that?

- It's only for a couple of months, Mike.

Good pay.

- Enough to buy time for ourselves.

- A chance to see the Orient.

- What else have we seen the past four years?

- Go on. Tell me what have we seen?

Saipan? Iwo? The Philippines?

Bombs away. Boom.

That was Saipan, Iwo, and the Philippines.

Hey, waiter.

Hey, waiter.

Where is that guy?

- Come on. Come on. Sit down.

It's time i learned to do my own errands.

Party's on me.

- Does a college boy have to be a dope?

Didn't they teach you about life?

Don't you know why he don't wanna go home?

Don't you remember the mouse that gave him the brush off?

Don't you remember the wedding announcement she sent him?

- I thought he was over it.

- Even i couldn't get over a thing like that.

Look, we gotta stick with him. Make him forget.

We'll give him the binge of his life.

100 years of good living. No rough spots, no-

- Oh, Mike, if you really wanna go back to Ohio...

- What's doing in Ohio?

Haven't we got a flying job here?

- Right, boy.

You go along with us now.

When you go back to Ohio, we'll go along with you, right?

- Right.

- Here, kick this off while I go sort that flying job.

Oh, honey, sorry we were rude to you a few minutes ago,

but if you'll sit down, we'll try to make it up to you.

- If you have some friends,

we'll try to be nice to them too.

United Nations, one world, you know?

- United Nations. One world.

- Oh, Major.

I'm taking off for home in the morning.

Home. The USA.

I'll be there 48 hours from tomorrow morning.

Anybody you want me to look up for you, Major?

- No.

No, thanks anyway.

Good luck to you.

(gentle music continues)

(rain pattering)

(people chattering in foreign language)

(gentle music)

- Good evening. Is Mr. Maris home?

(gentle music continues)

- Oh, Major Briggs. So glad to see you.

I hope i didn't tear you away from anything.

- Oh no, no, no.

Just some friends and business associates

wishing me bon voyage.

It's a very interesting collection you have here.

- Yes, these are my pets.

- Mr. Maris, I've reconsidered.

I'd like that job.

- Well, that's very gratifying.

I'm really delighted.

Won't you sit down, Major?

- Formerly Major.

This goes into the mothballs

as soon as i can find a tailor

who doesn't wanna become a millionaire overnight.

- Oh, shame.

You look so chic in your uniform, doesn't he, Simon?

And your beautiful ribbons, what happened to them?

- They're at the jewelers.

He's putting diamonds on them.

(Alex laughs)

- I love you. I definitely love you.

I hope before our business is concluded,

the feeling will be mutual.

- Oh, today no man's love for himself alone.

How much?

- $10,000.

- Dollars?

- [Alex] Why, yes.

- $10,000 for one flight?

What do we do? Smuggle rubies?

- The Major's being very witty.

It's a business trip.

- But why 10,000?

- Simon and i have a great admiration for heroes, Major,

being perhaps cowards ourselves.

Indeed, my friend is seldom

without your newspaper clippings.

Yes. We know quite a lot about you

and the other two survivors of your crew.

Such superb courage.

I quote, "Major Briggs, Captain Perry,

and Sergeant Rocco

their ship shot to pieces."

- Unquote. - I was there.

- You see, when i enter the plane,

my life will be in your hands.

And i'm fond of looking forward to a ripe old age.

- It's a nice thing to look forward to.

- Yes, isn't it?

I'm a very selfish man.

I always think about myself.

Paying employees excessively places them under obligation,

ensures their loyalty.

I dislike haggling.

If you insist, I can be persuaded to reduce the sum.

- For 10,000, I'll fly you to Saigon on my back.

- [Alex] That may yet be necessary.

This flight-

- Nevermind the details.

Just tell me where the plane is.

- My chauffer will take you to the field.

I want that plane to leave Tuesday, promptly at 6:00 PM

Not 6:15, not 6:10, not 6:05.

I'm a fanatic about promptness.

Your wine, Major.

- 6:00 PM you're paying for, 6:00 PM you'll get.

- To a successful relationship.

(fire crackling)

♪ Lips like wine ♪

♪ What a break if i could make Dolores ♪

♪ Mine, all mine ♪

- Hey, is that the guy over there?

Chatty fellow, isn't he?

- Oh, just love that little music box.

I'll cart that.

- Take care of your own gear, will you, Sergeant?

The war's over.

- All right, so don't give no more orders.

You take charge of the bottles.

Oh, it's all been very lovely, dear boy.

We must do it again sometime.

- There's a stream like that at home.

It leads to a lake.

Wonderful fishing.

- Back in Ohio again?

I get it.

They got nice fish in Saigon too.

- We'll be home in three months, won't we?

- Oh yeah, sure, sure.

- Wait 'til you fish that lake.

You sit there and everything's quiet, peaceful.

All of a sudden. Bing. He takes off.

Whee!

- What do you got?

- Eight-pound bass.

- Just my luck. I like Herring.

Which reminds me, what about grub for the trip?

- He'll take care of it.

- Rice, pork, shrimp.

- Oh, I love shrimp.

Fried shrimp.

(awe-inspiring music)

- An old army plane. No insignia.

- Looks more like two or three army planes stuck together.

- I'm beginning to catch on why the 10 grand.

- Good patch job though.

- This field, Skipper.

Why, in the Bronx, we got bigger backyards.

- It'll be a tight squeeze.

- Well, how do you guys feel about it?

Do we take her up?

- At 10 grand?

- Nobody shooting at us.

- Hey, Mike. Go over her carefully, will you?

- Pete, you check the gas tanks.

Be sure you check the bomb bay tanks.

Tally all the weight.

I'll check the field.

- Check.

- Confidentially, think it's really an airplane?

- Confidentially, I think it's the crate

the plane was shipped in.

(plane engine roaring)

- Six o'clock.

How long does that guy think the light will hold?

(plane engine roaring)

About time!

(geese honking)

- A mouse.

What do you know?

- She's pretty

- Say, you!

- Where the devil is Maris?

He didn't say anything about a dame.

(plane engine roaring)

- Which one of you is Major Briggs?

- I am.

- My bag, please.

- Where's Mr. Maris?

- I'm Mr. Maris' secretary.

He'll be here.

My bag, please.

(plane engine rumbling)

- I like 'em small.

And big.

- He's supposed to be here at six o'clock.

- Is the plane ready?

- Yeah.

- That's all you need be concerned about.

We wait.

- Oh, that's fine.

Suppose you tell the daylight to wait.

Oh, Pete Rocco, Mike Perry, Mr. Maris' secretary.

- That's a beautiful name.

And what do they call you for short?

- How do you do?

- You're going with us?

- I accompany Mr. Maris on all his business trips.

- That's what i like. Loyalty.

If you got loyalty, you got character.

- Is he always like that?

- I'm hoping to outgrow it.

- You mustn't mind him.

- 6:25.

Better be here soon or we'll never make it.

- Will this make waiting any easier?

Not 'til we reach Saigon.

That was the deal, I believe

- A disillusioned mouse!

Somebody must have shattered her faith in men.

We should do something about that.

- Faster! Go faster!

(car roaring)

(horn beeps)

- That's his car now.

(gun roars)

(car roaring)

(gun roaring)

- Mr. Maris seems to be in a little difficulty.

- And it don't sound wholesome.

- Get in that plane!

(gun roaring)

(plane engine puttering)

- Wait!

You made an agreement.

- We made an agreement to fly at 6:00.

It's after 6:00 now.

Wind up those engines!

- Wait, please wait.

I'll make it 15,000.

- No, thanks. We're a little tired of bullets.

- Us civilians are gun shy.

- Please. You've got to wait!

You can't leave.

I won't let you.

I won't let you. - I'll buzz for you

when we need you, Ms. Secretary.

(plane roaring)

- Turn back!

- Please. You'll crack us up.

- No, no, you can't go without Alex!

- Such loyalty.

She'll go down in history with the Saint Bernard.

- Tell her we'll throw her out the bomb bay.

- You wanna spray them pretty clompers of yours

all over this farm?

- Let go of me, you neanderthal idiot!

Turn back!

- Take her away, Pete.

(blow thuds)

(plane roaring)

- Hey. Hey, fellas.

Look, I still got my pants on.

I thought they were scared off me.

- Did you have to do that?

- Yeah.

A doc once told me

that's the only way to get 'em out of hysterics.

He made a very nice living doing that.

- You all right?

- Oh sure. Just wonderful.

- I'm sorry.

- Where do we go? Shanghai Airport.

- Uh-uh.

I don't know what's cooking down there,

but it's not our dish.

- Think that noise was copper shooting?

- It wasn't bubblegum.

Anyway, there are a few things we'd have to explain.

I don't think we got the time for it.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Mike.

- Hey, Mike!

- Here. Get the course. We're headed for Saigon.

- Saigon?

- Our visa says Saigon.

We made a deal, remember.

Speed 180, Mike.

- You were hired by Mr. Maris-

- I was hired by Mr. Maris

to get this plane off the ground at 6:00 PM.

We were also hired for a business deal as flyers,

not as clay pigeons.

- If you go to Saigon, my employer will-

- Look, secretary, we are going to Saigon.

And when we get there, if i were you, I'd buy a newspaper,

turn to the want ads, and look for a new job.

- Just what does that mean?

- Have an awful feeling that you are now unemployed.

Those shots we heard back there were police bullets.

- Why would the police want Mr. Maris?

- Maybe he didn't put out his hand when he made a left turn.

- How do you know it was the police?

- By the look in your eyes.

- Nonsense.

- They're pretty eyes, but shifty.

Say, Skipper, what's a Neanderthal?

- A species of primitive man once widespread

over Paleolithic Europe.

- Paleo what?

- Paleolithic.

- Oh, oh, oh sure.

This is an educated mouse.

Here's a dame i could talk to.

- If you feel you can do without

that microscopic brain of yours,

just come near me.

- Boys, cut it out, will you?

Let her alone.

- Thanks.

- Hold her to 160 degrees for approximately two hours.

(gentle music)

(plane engine roaring)

- And one more thing, Mr. Briggs-

- That's the 85th thing since we took off, Skipper

- Has it occurred to you that you are-

- Please, no talking to the pilot while in flight.

- You can talk to me, Ms. Secretary.

I ain't busy.

- Tell him Mr. Maris will prosecute

for kidnapping and piracy.

- She said that Mr. Maris-

- I heard it.

- He heard you.

- He may be interested to know

that he can get 20 years at hard labor for this.

- Ask her if she'd rather i turn around

and go back so that she can tell all that to the police.

- Do you wanna?

She don't wanna.

- Anything Mr. Maris' secretary wants,

Mr. Maris' secretary gets.

He's paying for it.

- Is that better?

- Yes. Thanks.

I'm hungry.

- [Larry] You said that.

- I'm hungry is an expression a mouse uses more than once.

- I'm sorry about the food.

If we hadn't left him such a hurry...

- There are a lotta people who have never missed a meal.

Does their souls good to find out what it means.

- I've missed meals.

It didn't do me any good.

- Looks like we're all going back to bottle feeding.

Mike.

- Thank you.

Here. Better take a sip.

(Pete whistles)

- Things they learn in secretarial school. Hm!

- Just what are you trying to insinuate?

- You better sit down.

- At this altitude, cookie,

this stuff can pop you right through the roof.

- Tell him to stop making innuendos.

- Oh, I try to.

I say to myself, Larry, stop making innuendos,

but i go right on making innuendos.

- You've gotta admire a man

who'll admit that about himself.

- Doesn't that big mouth of yours ever close?

- What's a mouth for?

To eat, to kiss, to talk.

There's nothing to eat,

nobody's kissing yet, so why not talk?

- You leave that alone.

- Larry!

Kid! Hey, kid!

(plane roaring)

Mike! Mike!

(plane roaring)

He hit his head.

- Pete!

Take over.

Mike. Mike, come on.

Come on.

- Hey.

What gives?

- Feel all right?

- Yeah.

Tripped, I guess.

Bumped my new head

- Tripped too easily.

Better watch your footwork.

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

It wasn't your fault.

(gentle music)

Some of the men were transferred.

Some were, oh, invalided home.

We were lucky, we...

What's your name?

- Susan Cleaver.

- Susan.

That's a pretty name.

- Looks like boy just met girl.

- Well, we started together.

The whole bomber crew,

went through all the campaigns together.

Called us the Indestructibles.

Got to be a superstition.

Together, we were indestructible.

And some of the boys' luck ran out.

Three of us stayed lucky.

(Pete singing)

Pete has an idea he doesn't like sentiment.

- Who don't like sentiment?

I will refer you to a mouse on 86th Street

whose acquaintance it was once my pleasure to make.

- Is that the one that lost you to the draft board?

- Yeah.

Poor brokenhearted, I mean...

Well, I couldn't have married her anyway.

She outweighed me 50 pounds.

Too much mouse for me.

- Look, nothing would've mattered if she were the girl.

- What do you mean the girl?

The girl is any girl whose boyfriend ain't bigger than me.

(plane roaring)

(tense music)

- Left engine's gone.

Feather the prop before it freezes.

Little more rudder trim.

(plane roaring)

Try to make it on one engine.

- [Pete] There goes the other one.

- It's putting out half power.

- Switch tanks.

- Must be a plugged fuel line.

What's the altitude?

- 8,000.

- What happens now?

- You better start praying.

You guys lighten the load.

(tense music continues)

She's dead. Drop everything!

- [Pete] Open the bomb bays.

- No, too much air resistance.

The door.

(wind whooshing) (tense music continues)

6,100.

- My music box.

The sacrifices a man is asked to make just to stay alive.

- 4,800.

(wind whooshing) (tense music continues)

- Hey, that's my change of clothes!

- Better dirty than dead.

- Land at 11 o'clock.

Right through the hole in those clouds.

(wind whooshing)

- I'll put down the wheels.

- Leave 'em up.

We'll have the nose over.

Ground looks like it's just been plowed.

Gonna try a belly landing.

Go back and sit down and hold tight.

(tense music continues)

- Brace your feet against that.

(tense music continues)

- I feel sick.

- Skipper can do it blind.

- Do you mind if he does it with his eyes open?

(tense music continues)

(plane thudding)

- End of the line.

All out, everybody.

- Major Briggs, would you marry me?

- Indestructibles, didn't i tell you?

- You're right.

Nobody should know their number is up.

- How lucky can we get?

Come on, hop down

- In that mud?

- Mud, she calls it.

Baby, this is gold. It's honey.

It's a fresh fruit ice cream soda.

- Well, would you like me

to put a satin cloak down here for you?

Hey, where are we? What place is this?

(people speaking in foreign language)

- What did i tell you? This mouse is no dummy.

(villager speaking in foreign language)

- What'd you say to him?

- I asked him for something to eat. I'm hungry.

- See, first man they meet, food.

- You mentioned Saigon.

How far is it?

- One day by oxcart,

overnight by riverboat.

He says he'll get us something to eat.

- Let me help you.

- You get the maps, Mike.

I'll take care of this luggage.

Should've asked for more than 10,000 for this.

- You can put me down now.

- Pleasure.

(water sloshing)

(people speaking in foreign language)

- Did you ask her when the oxcart's ready to leave?

- No, I asked her if i could buy some fresh clothes

in the river town.

- Well, ask her about the oxcart if you don't mind.

- You are not giving me orders, Major.

- Ms. Cleaver, you're getting exceedingly difficult

and i've been very patient.

- I'll see what's going on.

- Hey, you haven't had any dessert.

- Order me a banana split.

Without rice.

- Ms. Cleaver, this has been

a very happy business relationship.

The time has come to pay up.

I'd like my 10,000.

- Are you serious?

- I never joke about $10,000.

- You didn't wait for Mr. Maris.

- You have a bad memory, Ms. Cleaver.

Our agreement was

to get that plane off the ground by 6:00 PM.

We waited 'til 6:30.

- Give me that.

- We fulfilled our agreement.

- Skipper, you want me to bite her back?

- You are easily the most despicable man i've ever met.

- That's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me.

- Please, Ms. Cleaver, let's not have any more horseplay.

- It's all here. Do you want a receipt?

- He's all set to go.

What's the matter? What's up?

- Oh, Susie just took a bite that didn't agree with her.

But everything's fine now.

- We can go whenever you're ready.

- I'm ready now, Mike.

- You know, Pete, I got a hunch

that girl isn't the greatest thing in the world for us.

- I don't think Mike has got the same hunch, Skipper.

- With a dame like that, he's bound to get hurt.

And he hasn't got time for such things.

(bright music) (villagers chattering)

(Susan speaking in foreign language)

- What's the delay?

- I need some fresh clothes.

- Come on!

(villagers chattering in foreign language)

(Keon speaking in foreign language)

- I'll take care of Susan.

You thank the kind gentleman for us.

(bird squawks)

- We appreciated that, sir.

- It's the little one can do

to make visitors comfortable in one's country.

You are visitors?

- Why yes.

- A nice disappearing act, mister.

How'd you work it?

- Oh, that's no trick.

I use no mirrors.

There's nothing up my sleeve.

- Not even a police badge either.

- Is it really that apparent?

- I watched them scatter.

There's a certain look people have

when they're running away from the cops.

- Oh.

Lieutenant Keon of the regional police at your service.

If I can be of any assistance.

- No, thanks. You've done enough.

- Policeman's a man's best friend.

Well, it's been a pleasure.

- You are quite sure I can't be of any assistance?

- I'm quite sure, Lieutenant.

Thank you anyway.

- Oh, please.

My pleasure.

Strangers are so rare here.

We like to make them welcome.

Who knows what cultural treasures they bring with them, eh?

- Well, you've got something there. Bye-Bye.

- Oh, you will no doubt be looking for the hotel.

Half a mile out of town,

the converted rubber plantation.

- I could live without his friendship.

What am i worried about?

Have i got something to worry about?

- It all depends on what's in that briefcase.

We brought it into the country, remember?

- Well, do we know what's in it?

- I know a guy once who pleaded ignorance.

Judge gave him from 1 to 10 to study up.

- One thing they ain't got here is insomnia.

Hey, bud.

(bell dings)

- Huh?

I did not sleep.

- We'd like some rooms.

- Oh, you have come just in time.

I have two double rooms left,

but the rooms, the best rooms you ever saw in your life.

The charm of Old World Europe,

the comfort of an American automobile,

the richness of the Orient, and clean.

- Just two rooms?

- Just a moment.

Two rooms, two beds in each.

Two and two makes four.

One, two, three, four.

Could you use more?

- I think you better put one of the beds in the other room.

- My dear gentlemen, what you ask is impossible.

The rooms are registered with the police.

Therefore, I just...

You are very fortunate.

I will soon have another room for you.

Number seven is checking out.

- Ah, my American friends.

- Please, it is a misunderstanding.

I did nothing wrong.

Please.

(people speaking in foreign language)

- Well, they seem to be keeping you busy, Lieutenant.

- Oh, you find me depressed, so depressed.

Poor, misguided creature came into this country

with a forged passport.

- That's very careless of him.

- Would you mind showing me to my room?

- Oh yes, sure.

But i just hate to tell you this,

without luggage, one is expected to pay in advance.

Don't kill me.

- But they have luggage.

- [Receptionist] Luggage?

- The lady's briefcase.

- But here we are used to bigger luggage.

- And now, if you'll forgive me,

I must go make my guests comfortable.

Well, it is not impossible we shall be meeting again.

Such a small community.

- Sign the register, please.

Forged passport.

Lieutenant Keon is a very funny man.

Stubborn like his European father,

wise like his Oriental mama.

Very clever man.

But what am i? A fool?

- Are you sure you want an answer?

- No.

He comes all the way from Saigon

and he thinks i think it's for a little passport case?

I'm this kind of a man, both eyes wide open like that.

- Do you mind if we see our rooms, please?

- Sure. This way please.

Forged passport. Hah!

The bridal room.

- For the lady?

- Yes.

You have 7 and 8, walk right here.

Only the bridal room has lock that works.

- Dinner in a half an hour, Susan.

Meet you at the desk.

- I'll be there, Mike.

(tense music)

(door taps)

Who is it?

- [Receptionist] The manager.

- Yes?

- You will forgive me, please.

Something i neglected to mention.

For my part i don't care about the police.

You know- - What is it?

- The police cards, you know,

they must be filled out immediately.

A lot of mish-mash.

They ask questions. You write answers.

You wouldn't mind, huh?

- Why should i mind?

- Yes. Why should you?

Bridal room.

I can't help it.

I got to charge for two anyway.

- Kind of personal questions.

- Yeah, I'd like to get a gander at the mouse's card.

- Pete, if i hear you say mouse once more i'll...

Her name is Susan.

Is that so difficult to remember?

(tense music)

- Deeper and deeper.

- A dame we don't know? Bullets? Cops?

- If he asks for me,

just tell him i've gone out for dinner, huh?

- Where are you going?

- The time has come for the mouse and me

to talk of many things.

(tense music continues)

(door taps)

- Yes?

If you'd consult the room clerk,

he'd tell you this is my room.

- Very charming.

- Get out.

I told you to get out.

- I'm not hard of hearing.

- Just what do you want?

- A few words.

- The only words i can think of are words i seldom use.

- That's very commendable.

So you know you're attractive.

That's quite an advantage for a girl.

- Thank you.

You're so sweet.

- An advantage that can be misused though.

- Perhaps i didn't make myself clear.

You're not welcome in here.

- Oh, you filled out your police card.

- Put that down.

- Susan Angela Cleaver.

It's a pretty name.

Real?

- I've been trying to think what you remind me of.

It's a cobra i once found in my hotel room in Tako-Baru.

- You must tell me about your travels sometime.

Place of birth.

Lincoln, Nebraska.

You're a long ways from home.

- Brilliant observation.

- Oh, now you are being sweet.

Currency in possession. $78.

- Give me that card.

- Where's that briefcase?

(tense music continues)

$78, huh?

Where did you learn to add?

- I didn't know what was in there.

I was only told it was important.

- Sure, sure.

I don't know what business you're in, Susie,

but apparently you do very well at it.

All except for little mistakes like dragging us in.

That's not smart.

- Now, wait a minute.

- A minute's too long.

I'm saying goodbye for the three of us.

I've got news for you.

You're leaving as of immediately.

- Who do you think you are?

- One of three guys who are happier outta jail.

- Do you think i'd leave here now alone

just because you told me to?

- Alone? No, I'll see that you have an escort.

Say, Lieutenant Keon.

- Where would i go this hour of the night way out here?

- The boat's in.

It leaves in the morning,

but you're getting on tonight.

We're going in the opposite direction.

- Give me that!

(dramatic music)

- You can pick that up on your way out.

(melancholy music)

(vendor speaking in foreign language)

- No, thanks.

(vendor speaking in foreign language)

- I'll take them all.

Thank you.

I beg your pardon, would you-

- One moment please.

(fly swatter thwacks)

Now.

- Nice backhand. - Thanks.

- Would you have these sent to Ms. Cleaver's room, please?

- Ms. Cleaver? Oh, the beautiful young lady?

- That's right.

- She checked out.

- Checked out?

But why?

Did she say why?

- Not to me.

She didn't tell anything.

(melancholy music)

- I don't get it.

When was this?

When did she leave?

- 15 minutes. 20, maybe 25.

- She would've told me.

- Mike, she didn't wanna stick with us

or she'd be here.

Come on, let's have some dinner.

- You fellas go ahead.

Think i'll look around.

- Mike.

(Pete speaking in foreign language)

(melancholy music continues)

- You remember us?

- We're looking for the young lady

who was with us this afternoon.

You seen her?

- Oh, was here. Was here.

She buy things, pretty things.

- Do you know where she went?

- She go tea house, I think.

- Thanks.

Come on, Mike.

You see, it's definite she doesn't want any part of us.

- Yeah, why should we push ourselves where we ain't welcome?

- Has the American girl been in here?

(teahouse worker speaking in foreign language)

- Girl.

About that tall.

(teahouse worker speaking in foreign language)

- Girl. Girl.

(teahouse worker speaking in foreign language)

- No, no, no. Me, man.

Girl.

- Ah-hah.

Tea. Tea.

Cup tea.

- Come on.

(melancholy music continues)

- Oh, good evening, Lieutenant.

- Well, this is a small town.

- You can say that again.

- Surely you're going to let me buy you a cup of tea?

(Keon speaking in foreign language)

- Oh, no thanks, Lieutenant.

I'm afraid we'll have to take a rain check.

- Well, the tea here is from our highlands of Tonkin.

Uncommonly fine quality and superbly brewed.

It's an experience.

- Lieutenant, we're in quite a hurry.

- Hurry is precisely what one must not do

in these warm climates.

Very enervating.

- Well, I'll tell you what we'll do.

We'll walk slow.

Goodnight.

- Please, forgive me if i insist.

I have a very meticulous superior

who demands the most microscopic reports.

I saw your police cards.

- Listen, Lieutenant. - Sit down, Mike.

- Thank you.

(melancholy music continues)

You are very kind.

- Now, Lieutenant, what can we do to make your work easier?

- Well, thank you.

You're Lawrence Briggs?

- Not a bad guess.

- You brought quite a bit of money into the country.

- It's on the card. $10,000.

- Three frugal young men who saved their money.

Very admirable.

- Look, Lieutenant, I like admiration

as well as the next man.

What's on your mind?

- You're not drinking your tea.

Mr. Briggs, there are men,

evil men who found the war profitable.

In return for dollars, francs, pounds, piastres,

they traded human lives.

Now, some of these men consider my country

a safe hiding place.

It isn't, Mr. Briggs.

- Larry, it's getting late.

- Lieutenant, have you anything against us?

Are we under arrest?

- Well, no. No, my dear friend.

- Well, in that case, I'm sorry we can't stay for tea.

Goodnight, Lieutenant.

- Goodnight.

- It's no use, Mike.

There's no place else to look.

- Without looking under people's beds.

- Maybe while we were gone, she came back.

- No, she didn't.

- Come on. Let's have some dinner.

- Oh, we have the best food here.

Look at me.

20 years ago, I was a cook on a boat.

I dropped here for a cup of coffee.

One cup of coffee, 20 years, and here i am.

Please sit down.

You will have such pleasure.

Our cuisine is the best.

So clean.

And our entertainment-

- Clean? - No. Yes.

These gentlemen are my friends.

The best is not good enough.

Get cash. Very little luggage.

- Three dinners.

And some wine.

(gentle music)

- Woo! Not only a lovely looking mouse, young lady,

but talented. Hm!

Come on, kid. Let's have some fun.

Come on. Snap out of it.

Life is too short.

- Fine. What do we do first?

- Mike, you met a girl yesterday.

You've known her one day.

She took a walk.

I knew one for two years.

You get over those things.

- Did you, Larry?

(gentle music continues)

- What is it with guys?

With everything else, we're particular.

We go buy a suit, we examine the cloth.

Will it wear? Will it shrink? Will it stretch?

We gotta know.

But when it comes to a girl, do we look under the lipstick?

Uh-uh!

- You could be wrong.

- He could be right, Mike.

- I'm tired.

I think i'll go to the room.

See you later.

(gentle music continues)

- Didn't do so good, did we?

- Stay with him, Pete.

I'm going out to build a better mousetrap.

(gentle music continues)

(cargo thudding) (workers singing)

Do you know where i can find the captain?

(worker speaking in foreign language)

(workers singing in foreign language)

- Do you know where i can find the captain?

- I'll be with you as soon

as i'm through being ship's doctor.

- Oh, you're the captain?

(captain and patient speaking in foreign language)

- Captain, purser, head steward, chief engineer.

I'm a very important man, monsieur.

Will you join me in a drink?

- Oh no thanks.

Did a young lady come aboard tonight?

- Won't you have just a short one?

- [Larry] Quite sure.

- You don't know what you're missing.

These are the glasses, once you look through, monsieur,

they bring far away things and places so much nearer.

Do you know Paris?

- Only from the air.

About the young lady, she was small, blonde, slim.

- Stateroom B, monsieur.

- Well, thanks.

She's an old friend of the family.

- Nothing like an old friend.

(workers singing in foreign language)

- May i come in?

- Now, look, Major Briggs.

You wanted your 10,000. You got it.

You asked me to leave the hotel. I left.

Now leave me alone.

- Oh, I came to apologize.

- Now, isn't that nice?

The sensitive little fellow is sorry, snake.

- Look, baby, I don't apologize easy.

You're not helping.

(melancholy music)

- You want something. What is it?

- Your friendship.

You know we've gotten used to you.

We miss you.

- You miss me?

You and that big-mouthed Sergeant.

- And Mike.

- Oh, I see. Mike.

- He seems to value your companionship.

- [Susan] No, Major.

- He's very fond of you.

- Odd, isn't it?

- Not at all. They say that opposites attract.

Mike happens to be a gentleman.

- You heel!

- See what i mean?

- Goodnight, Major.

- Oh, but i'm not finished.

- You know what would happen to you if i should scream?

- Well, before you do,

let me show you something interesting.

I have a card here. A police card.

Yours, I believe.

It's signed by you.

It says currency in possession, $78.

Now, we wouldn't want the police to know

how poor you are at arithmetic, would we?

- What do you expect me to do?

- I told you, Mike values your companionship.

I want him to have it.

- You want him to have it?

There's a name for men who speak for others.

- Calling names.

Now, that's not ladylike.

Mike has put you up on a pedestal.

I want you to stay there.

- You do?

- Yes, I do. We're coming aboard in the morning.

Mike's a nice guy.

- And he's lonely.

- Say, you're smarter at some things

than you are at arithmetic.

- I'm deeply moved, Major, but the war is over.

And if i concerned myself with every maladjusted GI...

- One more crack like that outta you, baby,

and i'll slap some decency into you.

- Your friend tried it once.

If you do, I'll kill you.

- I'm sorry, baby.

Is this where he hit you?

There, it doesn't hurt anymore.

Well, now that we understand each other,

we won't have to show this to the police.

Aren't you glad we kissed and made up?

- On your way out, you can tell the captain

to send in a bottle of disinfectant.

(melancholy music continues)

(boat sputtering)

(people shouting in foreign language)

- Hurry, gentlemen. Please hurry, hurry!

Come on, come on. All aboard!

(captain speaking in foreign language)

For once, we start on time.

(captain speaking in foreign language)

Yours is the mall cabin.

Well, you didn't have to hurry, gentlemen.

The engine is its normal self again, not running.

- What are we holding out on him for?

Why don't we tell him?

- Let's wait and see if she stands us up first.

- Oh, Olga. She likes money, no?

- She likes money. Yes.

I like you.

(engine sputtering)

(captain speaking in foreign language)

(whistle tweeting)

(knuckles tapping)

- Try the door.

- [Larry] Just dropping by. I thought we'd say hello.

- That's what i'd call peachy maroon.

- Would you rather i'd worn a nurse's uniform?

- No, I wouldn't change a stitch.

It's not gonna be so tough.

He's a nice kid.

- You'll regret this.

- I'll take a chance.

- Put me down for five chances.

(gentle music)

- Good morning, Michael.

I said good morning.

- Susan!

I don't believe it!

Larry, Pete! Hey, look who's here. It's Susan.

- Well, what do you know?

Little Susie Cleaver.

- This is quite a surprise.

- Yes, isn't it?

- You know, you gave us a scare?

- Look boys, I-

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. We're leaving.

- You don't know how happy you made us.

I'll see you later.

- We searched all over town for you.

Why did you run out on us, Susan?

- [Susan] Don't you really know?

- [Mike] No.

Did i do something? Say something?

- [Susan] No.

- [Mike] Then why?

- It was Major Briggs.

Remember what he said about police bullets?

Well, I knew a great deal about Mr. Maris' business

and i was never aware of anything wrong.

Nobody can be sure, and it wasn't fair to involve you.

- [Mike] If there's any kind of trouble,

we're the ones you should come to.

Instead of running away.

- Now we can relax.

- In this closet? Only a broom could relax.

- I guess it was silly of me.

I'm sorry.

- In a way, I'm glad you did.

- You are?

- It made me realize how much I missed having you around.

I know we've just met,

but that's the way i feel.

- Look, Mike, you've been cooped up

in a hospital for a long time.

You haven't seen many girls.

- Uh-uh.

It isn't that at all?

What's the matter?

(boat sputtering)

- I'd resigned myself to a lonely trip.

Now i find friends.

- Good morning.

- Ms. Cleaver, I've been thinking about you.

Now what was it?

Oh, forgive me, I'm intruding.

It can wait.

- What is it?

- Well, I don't believe that Ms. Cleaver

left her police card at the hotel.

- She didn't stay.

- Yes, of course. But she did register.

- Yes, I registered

- And checked out quickly.

Now, this may seem unreasonable to you Ms. Cleaver,

but, well, when one registers

one is expected to fill out a police card.

The law is rigid.

And how am i going to explain this to my superior?

- Let's say it's my carelessness.

- Your carelessness, Mr. Briggs?

- Yes. Ms. Cleaver left her police card with me.

- That's right. I left it with him.

Sorry.

- That's quite alright.

Well, you're not staying in Saigon very long.

- Why do you say that?

- Well, Saigon is the Paris of the Orient.

I don't believe a young lady of your taste

could stay there very long on $78.

- My employer will have money waiting there for me.

- [Keon] Your employer?

- Mr. Maris. I'm his secretary.

- Mr. Alex Maris.

Well, even in Saigon, we've heard of him,

his many enterprises.

- Lieutenant, is there anything else we can help you with?

- Oh, please, can't we forget i'm a policeman?

Do let us sit down and enjoy the river.

- Take off your hats, boys.

The engine's dying.

(captain speaking in foreign language)

- The engine!

We'd be better off swimming to Saigon.

- Can they fix it?

Does he know anything about motors?

- That poor devil?

He knows more about whiskey, Paris, and surgery.

He was a fine doctor.

- Suppose i took a look.

- If anybody can fix an engine, he can.

He's an expert.

- Come on, boys.

- And don't worry about Ms. Cleaver.

I'll do my best to keep her entertained.

Give us the chance to become better acquainted.

- If you'll excuse me, I'd like to go along and watch.

- That's swell.

- An expert at anything is worth watching.

Let's all go.

- Pete, keep Keon down there as long as you can.

- Oh sure. That's what I'm good at, giving orders to cops.

- If he makes a move, let me know.

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(worker speaking in foreign language)

- Boy, I feel like a pig at a barbecue.

Turn me over and call me porky.

- Yeah, it is hot in here.

- Hey, come on. You're just supposed to supervise.

Hop back on that platform.

- If you're expecting Mr. Maris in Saigon,

I should like to have the honor.

- The big wrench, Susan.

- This one?

- Yeah.

Best ground crew i ever had.

(tense music)

- Say, Lieutenant, you mind handing me that oil can?

I wanna spread some oil on these lugs.

They're kind of rusty.

Thanks.

- Be careful of that gasket.

It's pretty worn.

- Who isn't?

No new parts since the beginning of the war.

How can anything run with such inside?

Je ne sais pas!

- It's warm.

It's awful warm.

My head.

- Come on kid.

Let's get up in the air.

- No, no, no, no, no. Don't move him.

Get some water.

(tense music)

- You carry mail on this boat?

(worker speaking in foreign language)

- Mail, mail, mail.

Letters. Letters. Post.

There.

Here, mail, mail.

(tense music continues)

- What is it? Can you tell?

- It must have been a very complicated surgery.

- What some guys won't do just to climb into a girl's lap.

- How do you feel, Michael?

- Still dizzy?

- A little.

What'd i do? Black out again?

- It's the heat.

We better get outta here.

Another minute, you'll have to move over. Make room for me.

- Oh no. You let him rest a while.

- You move me and i'll put the voodoo curse on you.

Get back to that engine.

(melancholy music)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

- Hope you found what you're looking for.

- I suppose if i told you i came in here by mistake,

you wouldn't believe me.

- No, I wouldn't.

- That'd be very sensible.

- You know, Lieutenant in my neighborhood,

when you catch someone going through your things,

you kick him outta the nearest window.

- I'd feel better if you did.

Your citations and medals.

- They belong in here.

- If i'd known of their existence,

I would not be guilty of this impertinence.

You know, Major, I cannot believe that a man who fought

with such extraordinary distinction

could now possibly all ally himself

with lawlessness, indecency, and greed.

- You would be right.

Now if you don't mind, Lieutenant,

let's enjoy our trip, huh?

(engine rumbling)

- It sounds like there'll be a trip.

Thanks to our skillful young friend.

Oh, about Ms. Cleaver.

- Captain Perry's fiancee.

- Oh, that's nice. That's very nice.

When they're in Saigon,

I must do something to entertain them.

That is, if my meticulous superior can be persuaded

to give me some time off.

- We'll be looking forward to it.

(engine sputtering)

Where's the kid?

- Getting dolled up for the mouse.

Skipper, you don't think that...

You don't think that it might be sooner

than the doc said?

- I don't know.

It could have been that heat.

(suitcase thumps)

(engine sputtering)

Play that thing loud.

I think that mouse is about to squeak.

(bright music)

Are you looking for someone?

- You thief!

- What's that?

- You sneak thief.

- You know, Ms. Cleaver, if you've been robbed,

the best thing to do is to call a policeman.

There's one now.

- Good evening, Major, Ms. Cleaver.

(bright music continues)

- Where is it?

I said, where is it?

- Lower your voice.

Where you can't find it.

- That money isn't yours or mine and i want it back.

- You know, that wasn't very bright,

leaving it under the sink.

It's a good thing I got it before Keon did.

- Keon?

- Yes. He searched my cabin.

He was on his way down to yours.

- Why should i believe you?

- Now, you're being rude.

- Look, I was nice to Mike.

I didn't double cross you.

Why are you double crossing me?

- Ms. Cleaver, you are not paying attention.

I just explained to you how I saved you from the clink.

Now, if you'll be a nice girl,

do what you're told, you'll get your money back.

- You arrogant blackmailing...

- Uh-oh, that's the second time i had to caution you

about your language.

The next time, I'll have to wash your mouth out with soap.

(slap thwacks)

I wouldn't do that too often if i were you.

(door tapping)

- Excuse me.

I'm having dinner served on deck.

Oh by the way, Major, you ought to take

that young man, Captain Perry, home as soon as you can.

- Why?

- Every man prefers to die at home.

♪ And the road she rolls ♪

- You say anything about this to the kid

and that money will go to- - Shut up!

Please shut up!

♪ Aye, aye, aye, Dolores ♪

♪ I was made to serenade Dolores ♪

♪ Chorus after chorus ♪

♪ Just imagine eyes like moonrise ♪

- Hello, soldier.

To you.

(engine sputtering)

(bright music)

This is Saigon, Mike.

Don't you want to see it?

- Very pretty.

Susan, are you planning to stay in the Orient?

- Look, in the Orient, people live from day to day.

They don't worry about plans.

- You can make plans without worrying.

When the boys and I get back, you know we're gonna do?

- What?

- Buy a plane. Army surplus, haul freight.

We've decided to be millionaires.

- That's a smart decision.

- You know, there might be a job open for a good secretary.

Somebody who's efficient, aggressive, honest, blonde.

- Won't be easy to find all that in one secretary.

- Wasn't easy.

Had to travel by plane, oxcart,

boat, and automobile to do it.

Hey, boys, our airline can stop worrying

about a secretary.

I'm negotiating.

- Good. That problem kept us awake all night.

I didn't think she'd play ball,

but she's batting 1,000.

- Well, she's playing for big dough.

- She's being all right.

What do you say we cut out throwing stones?

(bright music continues)

- How am i doing?

- Fine.

- Is everything exactly as you wanted?

- Exactly right. Thanks.

- Don't mention it.

It was nothing at all.

- Three rooms, please.

- Yes, sir.

If you'll register.

(Keon speaking in French)

(receptionist speaking in French)

- Splendid view.

(Keon speaking in French)

- Mademoiselle Cleaver?

- Oui.

Quite an important letter, isn't it?

- Yes.

(Keon speaking in French)

- No, no, no.

Nothing under that name.

- Oh, there must be.

Perhaps it's been mislaid.

Please wait. I'll call the manager.

- You've been very thoughtful, Lieutenant.

But right now i need a bath.

- 204, 5, and 6. Fine.

The rooms are recommended.

They overlook the river.

If you leave your balcony doors open,

you'll find you'll get a nice breeze.

Ms. Cleaver, about that half a million dollars.

Now, I'm really embarrassed.

At my age to find i am without talent for my profession.

You see, that sudden reference

to half a million dollars is supposed

to be good police psychology.

You accuse indirectly by implication

and wait for a reaction.

I didn't get any, so forgive me.

And good day.

(bright music) (patrons chattering)

(Larry whistles)

- How do i look, Skip?

- How sharp can you get?

Here, Mike. There's one for you.

And one for you.

- Ah, you look nice.

- Nice? Man, we look gorgeous.

- Monsieur, shall i charge it to this room or yours?

- It doesn't matter.

Make it mine.

(tailors speaking in foreign language)

(romantic music)

- Hello.

Thanks for the dress.

- It's all right.

- Might like to see it.

- You know, it can be worn with the hood up like this.

(romantic music continues)

No.

Looks better the other way

with your hair showing.

Look all right.

- Why did you send it up?

- Why not?

- Look, you did something kind.

Why be ashamed of it?

- I'm not.

You're nice to Mike and i appreciate it.

- He's a nice boy.

- Yeah.

- He worships you.

- And he loves you.

- Larry? Hey, Skipper. Ready to go.

- Look what i found.

- Mama Mia!

- Never saw anything so beautiful.

- It is nice.

- Well, have fun, kids.

- Aren't you going along?

- No. Pete and i have other plans.

- That's too bad.

Sure gonna miss you.

Won't reconsider?

- [Pete] Well, if that's the way you feel...

- If you want to join us.

- No. Pete has a date with a couple of girls

and i'd better go along as a chaperone.

(romantic music continues)

(bright music)

- Yep. There's no doubt about it.

I'm the luckiest guy in the world.

- Lucky?

- Mm-hm.

Got good friends, new suit,

couple of bucks in my pocket,

my health,

and wonderful company.

- You're a good dancer, Mike.

- I even like dancing.

I never used to.

Hey, look.

(dates speaking in French)

- Very nice. I approve.

- Oh, they were lonely.

- Uh-huh. And you were touched.

- Ah, just for dinner.

- Was watching you on the floor.

Cut a very nice rug.

- Susan's a wonderful dancer, Skipper.

- Are you going to take his word for it?

- Pete, introduce Mike to the young ladies, will you?

- Oh, sure.

Mike, I want you to make the acquaintance

of a couple of old friends of mine.

What was your name again?

- Oui?

Sit down.

- I have to talk to you.

- All right.

(bright music continues)

(gentle music)

What's the matter?

- Mike.

- What about Mike?

- It isn't fair to him.

- Why?

- Such a nice unspoiled boy

- Is that news?

- Deserves someone as nice as he is.

- He prefers you.

- That's because he doesn't know what i'm like.

- What are you like?

(swelling romantic music)

- That's what i'm like.

You see, I'm not like Mike.

I'm like you.

We've both been kicked around.

- Hey, Skip!

- Take the girls home.

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

- Susan, I've been thinking about it a lot.

Well, what i wanted to say was...

(gentle music continues)

- Mike, things have happened so fast.

I'd like to think about it.

Alone.

(gentle music continues)

- Susie?

Susie?

- Yes, Mike.

- Pedestal, Susie.

- [Susan] Pedestal?

- You are up there.

Pedestal the Skipper's always kidding about.

I believe in it.

Then, I'm a simple guy.

Susie.

- [Susan] Yes, Mike.

- Never like to ask for anything

because i never figured i have anything more coming

to me than the next man.

But while you're thinking about things,

would you remember i promise to love you

like nobody else could love you?

Will you remember that?

- Yes, Mike.

- Goodnight.

(gentle music continues)

- He wants me to marry him.

- Lots of people think very highly of marriage.

What's wrong with marrying him?

- Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Very few women are as lucky as i am.

- He'd be the first to congratulate you.

- You dream of having my luck,

but all i can manage is the common variety of love

that you can find anywhere.

He thinks i'm the best thing that ever was.

So even if it's for a little while, I'm going to grab him.

(gentle music continues)

Will you be best man, Major Briggs?

Or do you prefer to give the bride away?

- Whichever will make you both happy.

(gentle music continues)

Unless you want him to see how happy you are,

you'd better go to your room.

I'll talk to you later.

(gentle music continues)

Hey, what's a kid like you doing up so late?

- If i'm old enough to ask a girl to marry me,

I'm old enough to stay out late.

(gentle music continues)

(ominous music)

- Alex!

- How are you my dear?

- You startled me.

- I'm sorry.

I wanted this to be a pleasant surprise.

I could have waited until morning,

but i knew you'd be anxious about me.

- Those bullets when we were at the plane, I thought...

- I was dead?

- Yes.

- You took off without me.

I didn't like that.

However, the briefcase is safe.

It is, isn't it?

-I Haven't the money, Alex.

- You haven't, but Major Briggs has.

You wonder how i know?

There's an excellent view from your balcony.

I was enjoying the view.

- Alex, if you'll just...

- Susan, I have only two weaknesses,

perfect secretaries and money.

The Major has made the mistake

of trying to take both from me.

- I'll get your money, Alex. My way.

(tense music)

- [Alex] Come in, Major.

We were just talking about you.

- My favorite subject.

- Quite obviously you didn't expect to find me here.

- Quite obviously.

You know, Ms. Cleaver,

you shouldn't be leaving your doors open like this.

- He's right.

Suppose we close it?

(tense music continues)

Now, let's complete our business.

You took that money.

- You don't have to worry about it.

It's in a safe place.

But as to getting it,

that's something we'll have to talk about.

- Oh, I'm not really worried, Major.

I'll get it.

- That's right.

And your secretary knows how, don't you, Ms. Cleaver?

Now, if you don't mind, open the door please.

- Major Briggs, that's one thing i'm not likely to forgive,

your treatment of my secretary.

- Is that right?

- To regain my property,

she's been compelled to be charming to three thieves.

- Anybody i know?

- It's a pretense she didn't find pleasant.

- You're talking about me.

Just for that, I'm going home.

Come on, open that door!

You better start hoping there's a good dentist in Saigon.

You're gonna need some fresh...

(dramatic music)

- Alex!

Alex, stop it.

I told you i'd get your money without this sort of mess.

- How?

- Captain Perry is dying.

He doesn't know he is dying.

- Great pity, but how does that affect-

- He's in love with me.

And if i, well, if i play along for a while,

Major Briggs will give me the money back.

The boy only has a month or two.

- [Alex] All this for a friend, Major?

Beautiful, but not very practical.

I don't choose to wait a month or two.

- You'll wait.

- The situation can be clarified very simply.

I'm sure the Major's young friend

wouldn't want his attentions forced on Ms. Cleaver.

If he knew he's dying,

there'll be no reason for withholding the money.

Next door, isn't he?

(tense music continues)

- Wait a minute.

It's at the post office.

- He must have mailed it from the boat.

He didn't have it when we came on shore.

- Addressed to me personally.

I'll have to call for it.

I will in the morning.

- In that case, we'll sit up with the Major in his room

until the post office opens.

- If we're leaving in the morning,

I'd better get some rest.

I can sleep easier now that i don't have

to look forward to weeks of holding

the infant's little hot hands.

Goodnight, dear.

Goodnight, Major.

- Sorry you can't join us in a glass of rat poison.

(slap thwacks)

- You have an unfortunate way of irritating people, Major.

Everyone seems to want to strike you.

(tense music continues)

(tense music)

Six hours more.

Not a very amusing host, Major.

- Then suppose we talk about labor conditions.

How much do you pay Simon?

- Why?

- Know where he can get a better job.

- Why didn't you tell Simon?

- Thank you. I will.

Simon, this job pays very well.

Half a million dollars for only one night's work.

(tense music continues)

500,000 bucks, Simon,

just for pointing your gun in that direction.

Everything you want, as long as you live.

You see, a half a million dollars lasts a long time.

I don't think you can get a better offer, Simon.

- Try again, Major.

(tense music continues)

- Skipper?

Skipper, open up!

I took the mice home and i wanna report.

- Tell him to go to bed.

If the police are brought into this,

I don't see how i could deny that you and your friends

were associated with me in this venture.

10,000 for transporting the money.

Not a pleasant prospect for your friend,

dying in jail.

- Thank you, Pete.

You better go to bed.

- Skipper, what's up?

Who's that in there with you?

- I said go to bed!

(tense music continues)

- Won't you come in, Sergeant.

- How can i refuse?

- Our dirty linens showed up.

(dramatic music)

Pete!

(bodies thudding)

(dramatic music continues)

Pete? Pete?

- [Receptionist] What happened?

- [Larry] Get a doctor! Quick!

- May i remind you, Major, in case you're in the mood

for exchanging confidences with the police,

this sort of thing implicates you even further.

Your young friend is in grave danger

of spending his last few months in jail.

- Don't worry, Maris, the police won't get you.

And the first you knew of this quarrel

between Sergeant Rocco and this stranger

was when you heard the thud

as they fell to the terrace?

- We both heard it.

We were together at the time.

- Yes, of course.

Yes.

What was the name again?

- Chanuk, spelled with one N.

- Thank you, Mr. Chanuk.

- Would you mind calling the hospital again please?

- I asked them to ring us in here

if there was any change in Sergeant Rocco's condition.

You know the Sergeant intimately.

What motive could there be for such a quarrel?

- I don't know.

He was partial to women.

- Avery understandable weakness.

I thank you for your help.

Sorry i detained you.

Goodnight, Mr...

- Chanuk.

- Oh yes.

With one N.

And Captain Perry?

- He's asleep.

He doesn't know anything about this.

I'd rather break it to him later.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

For you, Lieutenant.

- Lieutenant Keon speaking.

Thank you.

Sergeant Rocco is dead.

(dramatic music)

I'm truly sorry, Major.

Major, remember we spoke

of Ms. Cleaver's employer, Mr. Maris?

- Vaguely. Why?

- The Shanghai police are looking for him.

He did have half a million dollars,

and it didn't come from his exporting business.

- Tell me about it some other time.

- Wait, you must hear this.

We might never have learned

of his collaboration with the enemy

if, in his anxiety to escape, he hadn't killed a policeman.

- Alex!

I've been looking for you.

- Go to your room.

- But i have your money, Alex.

- Susan!

- Lieutenant Keon.

I want to thank you. The postmaster was most courteous.

He opened the post office personally.

Take your money, Alex.

You lied, killed, and stole to get it.

- Maris, we both misjudged her.

Don't do anything rash.

The hotel is surrounded.

You can't get away.

(dramatic music) (gun roars)

(gun roars)

(gun roars)

(gun roaring)

(melancholy music)

- Mike?

Mike?

- Justice, at times, can be very costly.

(melancholy music continues)

- "I am the resurrection and the light,' said the Lord.

He that believeth in me,

though he were dead, yet he shall live.

And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die.

None of us liveth to himself,

and no man dieth to himself."

- Larry?

Larry, don't.

Don't blame yourself.

This happened because it had to happen.

- [Preacher] So it might be the Lord most of the days.

Thou is Christ risen from the dead

to become the first...

(dramatic music)

(bright music)