A Yank in the R.A.F. Page #2
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- 1941
- 98 min
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- Aw, honey, don't be that way.
- (sighs)
- I haven't looked at another girl.
- Well, I've looked at other men.
Maybe, but not in the same way you looked
at me that first night in Kansas City.
Remember?
You were going east, I was going west. Then
we saw each other and I was going east too.
That old spark's still there.
Sure, we've been off-course a few times,
but we can get back on again. Why fight it?
Young man, what are you trying to do?
I'm trying to kiss her.
Apparently, the seriousness
of our work has escaped you.
I'm sorry, Lady Fitzhugh.
of yourself, young man.
What time do you go off duty, m'lady?
I... Really!
(lively swing music)
I'm sorry, sir. This table is reserved.
- For whom?
- Lord Delby, sir.
Oh. His Lordship prefers
something less conspicuous.
You might give him the table
you were going to give me.
(d "Hiya, Love")
- Frightfully good, isn't she?
- Yeah. Frightfully.
Would you like me to introduce you?
Awfully decent of you, old chap,
but I already know her.
Oh.
Then would you mind introducing me?
- What are your intentions?
- Nothing good, I'm afraid.
Then you can see how impossible it is
for me to do anything for you.
Absolutely. Would you like a drink?
No, thank you, I'm on my way to call for her.
I envy you. If there's a lull
in the conversation,
you might put in a good word
for Flying Officer Roger Pillby.
If there's a lull in the conversation,
it'll be no time for recommendations.
Thank you.
- Darling.
- How are you?
- Carl, dear, I'd like you to meet Miss Jones.
- Oh, how do you do?
Miss Lynn, may I present Captain Dearing?
- Miss Jones, Captain Dearing.
- How do you do?
I, uh... I beg your pardon.
Has Miss Brown come out yet?
Well, uh, she must've left some time ago.
Oh.
Uh, just a minute.
- What are your plans?
- I had a tentative engagement, but...
- Something both of us could do?
- I don't mind.
(door opens)
OK. We'll do it in a fortnight.
(sighs)
- What are you doing here?
- Waiting to take you to supper.
I mean in that uniform.
Oh, I'm just breaking it in
for a friend. Come on.
Didn't I make it clear I don't want
anything more to do with you?
You don't have to have anything
to do with me in a restaurant.
We'll just eat, tip the waiter
and go our separate ways.
- How'd you find out where I was working?
- I've a friend in the Ministry of Information.
All right. Only cos I wanna know how you got
that uniform. We'll keep the table between us.
A splendid idea. We'll have the waiter
put food on it, too, huh?
An interesting supper. Every time I moved my
chair closer to yours, you moved yours away.
We must've looked like a merry-go-round.
You still haven't told me
what you're doing in that uniform.
Well, that ought to be perfectly clear.
I want to go where you go,
do what you do and be where you be.
Come on, warm up. We're in the same army.
That ought to make it official.
Driver, right here.
- Tim, you needn't bother to get out.
- I'll just see you to your door.
- That's all, cabby. Cheerio.
- Thank you, guv'nor.
- Good night.
- I said I'll see you to your door.
There's no harm in that, is there?
You said you wanted to say goodbye like a
gentleman. This is your chance. Goodbye.
Hadn't I better come in and open a window?
Or, if the windows are open, turn on the heat?
You've been turning it on all evening,
but it's not going to do you any good.
I give up. Here I am,
acting like a gentleman - the perfect escort.
Thoughtful, considerate...
Oh, gee, but you're beautiful.
Goodbye, honey.
Oh, Tim.
You worm.
(crash)
- What the...
- Why don't you look where you're...
l-I'm awfully sorry.
All right, go ahead.
- It was definitely our fault.
- Oh, no, no, I'm sure it was mine.
We shouldn't have backed out
without warning you.
- That's kind...
- I trust you're not shaken up.
Oh, no, not at all. I hope I haven't
done you any damage either.
- Of course not. We're perfectly all right.
- Oh, well, thank you.
We must be going.
All right, get in.
I just remembered I must see Richardson.
- An excellent idea. Wish I'd remembered too.
- Give him our love. (laughs)
Well, this is a surprise.
No, I'm here on official business
for Lady Fitzhugh.
Well? Which one's yours?
Oh, stop kidding. These are
Lockheed Hudsons. Bombers.
Where are all those cute little Spitfires?
That's what I've been trying to find out.
Can you imagine?
They put me in school. Me!
Operational training. Teaching me
to fly under wartime conditions.
I've forgotten more about an airplane
than they'll ever know.
Didn't you tell them about all the experience
you'd had testing and flying the mail?
- Sure, it's no secret.
- Well, what'd they say?
They were very polite about it.
They said that with all my experience,
I wouldn't have any difficulty catching on.
Meanwhile I suppose I won't see you at all.
Of course you will. I'll pick you up tonight
after the show, backstage.
Now I'm a schoolboy, I need somebody
to help with my homework.
I can't wait.
I better go. I don't want to be tardy.
I'm going to a lecture. Bye.
Goodbye. And don't be
too difficult with teacher.
This Messerschmitt 109 was shot down last
week. Before I show you its vulnerabilities,
I have here a report made by the pilot
of the Spitfire which brought it down.
It seems that he was at 30,000 feet...
Mr Baker. If I were you,
I'd listen rather carefully to this.
You might want some information
on a 109 in a hurry one day.
Yes, sir. That's all right, go ahead.
I'm listening.
(engine churns but does not start)
It'll start better with this in place.
- What's that?
- The rotor off your distributor.
- Oh, did it fall off?
- No, I took it off. You know the regulation?
I know there's one about taking something
off your car so parachutists can't drive it,
but I never knew what it was
you were supposed to take off.
This is it. You just lift it out. I did it for you
so the police wouldn't catch you.
- That's very nice of you.
- If anyone catches you, I want to be the one.
- Do you catch many this way?
- Really?
- In fact, I never thought about it before.
You couldn't have done better
if you'd spent hours working it out.
You suppose you could put it back as easily?
If you insist.
Maybe I'd better watch
so I can do it myself next time.
If you ever lose it, apply to
the nearest German parachutist.
They undoubtedly carry duplicates.
- They're quite thorough, you know.
- So I've heard.
- I'm afraid I've botched this.
- How far did you expect to get on one rotor?
- Why? I don't know yours.
- I'm John Morley.
- How do you do, Mr Morley? Goodbye.
Friend of yours, Morley?
My cousin, sir, from Glasgow.
She's going to spend a few days in London.
When your cousin spends
a few days in London,
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