An Officer and a Gentleman Page #5
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- 1982
- 124 min
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for not getting what you want.
Just go get it.
Who says I'm not going
after what I want?
Not me.
My mama's 39 years old.
She still works over at that factory.
Every time I look at her,
I know exactly what I don't want.
My old lady...
took a bottle of pills one day
when I was at school.
Oh, God.
The thing that got me about it...
She didn't leave a note.
She didn't...
Nothing. She just checked out.
Oh, God. That must really hurt.
Hurt? No. No.
You're all alone in the world.
Once you got that down,
nothing hurts anymore.
I bet most people buy that line
when you feed it to them.
Hey, are you really serious
about having him over?
I haven't made up my mind yet.
Paula...just how far
would you go to get Zack?
- What do you mean?
- You know what I mean.
Would you let yourself get pregnant?
No way, Lynette. Would you?
Well...I never used to think
I'd do something like that.
But I don't know anymore.
Nine weeks just ain't long enough
for a guy to fall in love with you.
That doesn't justify trapping him
or getting pregnant.
I can't believe you'd think that.
It's real backward.
It ain't any more backward
than the way these hotshot a**holes
use us till they've had enough,
then ditch us like we's trash.
Don't you ever feel used, Paula?
Don't you feel the sons of b*tches
ought to be paying for our troubles?
No. I never feel like that.
Well, I do.
Thanks again for the flowers, Zack.
It was my pleasure.
Those are the most beautiful
things I've ever saw.
Wipe that stuff off your mouth.
Zack?
This is great.
Sir?
How many more weeks till graduation?
Three more. Three more weeks.
Those are the roughest, aren't they?
That's what they tell me.
Sir, why are you staring at my food?
Or are you staring at me?
Staring at you.
He doesn't mean anything by it.
Do you, Joe?
No, I don't mean anything by it.
- Like some more chicken, Zack?
- No. No, thanks.
I've had it.
I can't eat another bite.
I'm stuffed, too.
This is the best meal
I've had in a long time.
Let's go, Zack. Thank you, Mama.
- Thank you, Zack.
- Thanks again, ma'am.
Go on and eat.
Mama, Mama, Mama!
I'm sorry. I'm so embarrassed, Zack.
I shouldn't have brought you here.
That's OK. A great free meal.
A nice, relaxing dinner.
Those people are so uptight.
I felt so sorry for you.
Don't. I'm used to it.
It's hereditary.
After this, you go to basic flight
which is in Pensacola, right?
Yeah, Pensacola.
And...going to Beeville, Texas,
when I get jets.
So, after that...
don't you think about...
I mean, come on... What's after that?
Family, kids...
Don't you think about all that?
No.
- Is that what you think about?
- Sometimes.
If I could do a better job than them,
I'd love it.
And what would you do different?
Everything.
First, I'd marry a man
I really loved.
So why did your mom marry this guy
if she didn't love him?
My real father wouldn't marry her.
- Your real father?
- My real father.
I want to show you my real father.
Pop.
Your real father
was an Officers Candidate like me?
- Jesus.
No wonder this guy was looking
at me funny.
It's about time
I got back to the wars.
Yeah, I know, I know.
Thank your mom for dinner, OK?
- Great chicken, huh?
- I loved the chicken.
If you get a chance,
why don't you call me?
I have survival training this week,
so I can't make any promises.
No promises.
I didn't have to show you
that picture if I didn't want to.
- I wanted to tell you that.
- I know. Bye, baby.
- Be careful on that.
- Yeah.
You and Paula still seeing
those flight candidates?
Any reason we wouldn't be?
It's 3:
40 and you haven't saidwhat you're doing this weekend.
Hi. I'd like to speak with Zack Mayo.
He's an AOC candidate.
Could you look for him?
Tell him it's Paula.
Liberty time, boys and girls.
Fall out!
Aye, aye, sir!
- Where you going? Where's my bread?
- Forget that thing.
Come on, Perryman. Come on.
- Seeger, don't forget TJ's.
- I won't.
Hey, Mayo! You got a phone call.
Somebody named Paula.
Tell her I already split.
I see. OK.
Comes a time
right after survival training,
they start thinking
they can make it without you.
Suddenly, they stop calling.
Suddenly, they own the goddamn world.
They said that he already left.
I don't think he did.
He hasn't called by now,
he won't call.
Bunny, just shut up!
You don't know so much.
Clock me out, Lynette.
Paula, what are you doing?
May they all crash and burn.
- Paula, wait! Where are you going?
- Let me go, Mama.
You're going to look for Zack.
Don't do it.
I love him. I can't let him go.
How will you stop him?
I don't know,
but I'll think of a way.
- No!
- No?
I can't let you do this.
Don't go. Please, don't go.
What are you crying about?
Cos I know what you're feeling!
- What am I feeling?
- Don't do it. Let him go.
Don't trick him or trap him.
I wouldn't do that.
I'd never try to trap him.
If you find him,
you'll say anything. You will.
And God help you after that.
Mama, you're right.
Daddy, Zack's 2/10 of a second
off the obstacle course record.
He'll break it before he leaves.
Lucky you weren't
in the program when I was.
You couldn't quit
the way you can now.
When I and my oldest boy
went through it,
you bilged out, you became a swabby.
That's real interesting, sir.
How come you haven't written
Susan in over three weeks?
We haven't had time to write anybody.
I've only written y'all once.
It's incredible.
- Right?
- Yeah.
- Who is this Susan?
- My girl back home.
I'm marrying her
as soon I get out of here.
She was Tommy's girl.
They were supposed to get
married before he got killed.
I didn't want you to think
I was a sh*t for f***ing Lynette.
Man, I ain't your parents.
Do you love this girl?
Greatest chick you'll ever know.
She loves kids.
Works with handicapped kids
every afternoon.
That ain't what I'm talking about.
Everybody loves her.
- I won't make that reunion tonight.
- Why not?
I'm meeting Lynette at the Tides.
Best head in 52 states.
What can I do?
No, no, no.
You should've done what I did...
break it off clean,
have it done with, over.
It's the best.
She was torn up you didn't call her.
I'm not supposed to tell you that.
Women. Women, women, women.
They say, "A lot of laughs,
no problems."
Doesn't work that way, does it?
Look out, TJ's! Here I come.
See you later, man.
I don't know
what you're smiling about, Perryman.
You're lucky you're here.
- What are you talking about?
- I still taste that bug.
A toast. We made it. To survival.
- To survival.
- To survival.
In spite of Perryman.
In spite of Foley.
Is that your Deb over there?
She's pulling rank on you.
That's a flight instructor.
Back in a minute.
What are you doing here?
It was time for me to see
the legendary TJ's
once before I left here.
You come here a lot?
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