A Guy Named Joe Page #5
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1943
- 120 min
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All right,
Then I'll ask ya.
Dorinda, don't be
A pig-headed fool.
Oh, sweet, sweet,
Irresistible Pete.
Gentle, tactful,
Clever.
Wait a minute. Don't
Laugh at me. I'm serious.
So am I serious. Now you
Listen to me for a change.
I'm willing to offer
You a fair deal.
Me out of the air, haven't you?
Here's your chance. You go back
Back to the states where
They need you and want you,
And I'll take
Ground service.
Otherwise,
I'm off to australia,
And it's that
Or nothing, Pete.
It is?
Mm-hmm.
Well, I'm afraid then
It's nothing.
Oh. Quick as that.
All right. Let's talk
About something else.
Yeah. You know you got
Feet like a monkey's.
I bet you could
Pick up a dime-
Oh, Pete, please,
Please go back! For me!
Why should I?
Because your number's
Up, and because I like you
In spite of the fact
You're such a lug!
You know, Dorinda, the madder
You get, the prettier you are.
You've been a flyer
Long enough to know
That when a guy's
Number is up, it's up.
Wouldn't I look swell cracking
Up in a plane outside of dubuque?
What about me?
I remember a poem
I learned once.
I had to learn it,
As a matter of fact.
Uh... "men must work
And women must weep."
I remember that
Women must weep part.
Ah! So that's the way
You figure it.
Women must weep.
What claptrap!
When you crack up, I'm
Supposed to sit around wet-eyed
Like an old man
With asthma
And mumble prayers
The rest of my life.
What a surprise
You're going to get.
You might at least
Crack out with a bottle.
Do you know
What I'll do?
Sure, cry like
Every dame.
I'll not cry. I'll find
Myself a man with good sense.
You'll never find
As good a flyer.
Oh, I won't, hey?
Don't kid your
- what makes you think you're a flier?
You belong back in
1925 in a flying circus.
I can just see you now
Out at the fairgrounds
Doing loop-de-loops.
Your squadron.
You're a lone wolf in a
Service where men fly together.
You've got hero hunger,
And better men than you
Come a dime a dozen!
You'll never have as
Much fun with anybody.
Fun! What's fun about
Knowing you're asking for it
Every time you take off?
Inside all the time?
Waiting?
Being afraid when
A telephone rings?
Being afraid
When it doesn't?
Aw, now, don't talk
Nonsense, Dorinda.
You're not going to settle
Down with anybody else,
And you know it.
Not, you-you conceited ape!
Because I'm going back to the
States with you, with you and nails.
Oh, Pete.
Yeah. You're gonna
Stay on the ground,
And I'm gonna teach some of those
Supermen how to fly an airplane.
Pete... You mean
I win for once?
You mean it?
In a deal like this, you
Only have to win once.
And I guess
This is your round.
Oh, Pete.
Of course, you might
Figure that I'd won, too.
Fun's over, kids.
Just got a report
There's a big convoy from the
States about 300 miles off the coast,
And they think the nazis'll
Sneak a carrier out.
A carrier?!
Yep. That's what
They think.
We'll just have to go
Out and sink that carrier.
Can't you send
Somebody else out?
No, they're all
On detail.
Besides, I never saw a
German carrier, did you?
Come on, Pete,
We gotta go.
I'll be right with ya.
See you later,
Honey.
You still my girl?
Most of me.
Drink to it.
We got a lot of things
Settled tonight, didn't we?
Oh, Pete. We never seem
To get a break, do we?
What are you talkin' about?
Meeting you was a break.
Why?
No, don't kiss me.
I just don't
Want to kiss you.
What's the idea?
I'm afraid if I say good-bye,
It might mean good-bye.
A kiss can't say it.
Words can't either.
What are you
Talkin' about?
I'm not gonna say good-bye
To you for a thousand years.
But if there were
Anything like good-bye,
There's be a kiss
To say it.
You sleep here
All night.
I'll wake you up with
A hot cup of coffee
When I come back.
Pete!
You don't belong back in
1925 in a flying circus.
You're the best cockeyed
Pilot that ever lived
Or ever will!
Sure.
There she is.
Look at that flock of
Destroyers with her.
Give those guys some trouble.
Yeah, it'd be fun,
Wouldn't it?
No. This is a job for
Headquarters to figure out.
What are you trying
To do, be a hero?
He's waitin'
For a turn!
Well, how do you
Like that?
2 weeks ago, he'd have
He must be gettin'
Some brains.
Hey!
No use keepin'
That radio dead.
Radio the carrier's
Position.
We may have to
Bail out.
We're bailing out, boys.
Give cap the position.
5 positions.
We're bailing out.
Navigator,
Mark this position.
Radio, notify base.
Hurry up.
When are you
Comin'?
Right away.
Go on. Get out.
Get out!
Well, Dorinda-
Don't tell me, al.
Don't tell me.
I know.
Maybe I better fix us
Up a cup of coffee, huh?
No!
They picked up the other guys all right.
That's good.
I'm glad of that.
Have to happen, Dorinda,
But just seems like
Maybe there was something
Pushing him
On and on and on.
I know.
His number was up.
I knew it all along.
Yep.
I told him
When he cracked up,
I wasn't going to cry.
Not one tear.
And I haven't.
Well, I dunno, honey,
It just don't seem right
Hardly to cry about Pete.
He was a flier, and the way I figure it,
Fliers may crack up
Once in a while, sure,
But they never
Really die.
That's not true, al.
That's not true.
Because... I just have.
Hey!
Hey! Dick brumley!
Hiya, Pete!
Well, it's Pete
Himself!
Yeah!
Hey, you had yourself
Quite a little show
With that carrier,
Didn't you?
Ah, sure, sure.
You know me.
Come right out of a
Cloud, and there she was.
4 destroyers right around
We didn't want to radio our
Position, so we headed for home.
Boy, then it happened!
Her fighter escort
Swarmed all over us.
Al was about
6 miles away-
So, uh, he wasn't
Very much help, and...
Say, there's something
Cockeyed here.
What?
You don't belong
Here.
Well, I certainly don't
Belong anywhere else.
You're dick brumley,
Aren't ya?
Yes.
I saw you shot down.
Your plane was on fire.
Nobody coulda
Got out of it.
That's right.
But you got
Out of it.
No, I rode her
Down, Pete.
Wait a minute.
Take it easy.
Either I'm dead
Or I'm crazy.
Ha ha. Well, you're not crazy, Pete.
You mean, I'm dead?
Yeah!
I'm...
You mean...
You mean
This is for good?
You guessed it.
You mean I went out and
Let them knock me over?
That's about it.
And now I'm...
You-you mean I'm dead?
Yep.
You mean... Dead.
How do ya like that?
I don't mind it
At all.
I don't feel
Any different.
It's pretty much the same
Once you get the hang of it.
Hmm. This is great.
I never played
A harp in my life.
There's not much time
For harp playing up here.
There's plenty of work to
Do and good men to do it.
Come on,
Let's get moving.
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