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when you get home, you'll

starve-if you get home.

Knock it off up there!

Good shooting, Alvick!

That's some dud.

Put the Belinda

back on course.

Distance to the guide,

MacDougall.

Aye, aye, sir.

Commander, troops can resume

moving to their debark stations.

Aye, aye, sir.

That concussion

should have slowed him down,

but he's sharp as a needle.

Sure is.

MacDOUGALL:
Troops, resume

movement to debark stations.

All troops resume movement

to debark stations.

Stu Masterson.

Always goes by the book.

It's all he knows.

It's all he knows.

Captain's back from the beach.

Stand by to hoist

Peter boat 10 aboard.

The kamikazes got another

escort carrier this morning.

Mm-hmm.

Japanese keep this up, and I'm

transferring to the infantry.

- Hey, Dave.

- Yeah?

I hear the captain brought

a female aboard from Tacloban.

- Is that true?

- Yep.

A Red Cross girl?

Nurse, maybe?

- A monkey?

- And a female, too.

This is Chip-Chi,

friend of the captain's,

going to share his cabin

from now on.

- Ow!

- Got all its shots?

Are you going to get typhus?

- I got to see this.

- Yeah, me, too.

Let's go. Let's go, hon.

What's the captain doing...

turning the ship into a zoo?

Chip-Chi will provide

companionship for the captain...

make the brutal loneliness of

command a little more bearable.

The loneliness?

Are you kidding?

His own pantry,

his own stewards,

doing what he likes

when he likes...

I could stand a lot

of that kind of loneliness.

Because you've never had it.

Command's one of the loneliest

jobs in the world.

Eating alone most of the time,

living from the bridge

to the chart room...

to an empty cabin.

He wouldn't be lonesome

if he were more sociable.

He can't be sociable-

not aboard his own ship.

No captain can.

If he becomes too friendly,

he may rely on friendship...

instead of his own judgment.

At that moment,

he's no longer a good captain.

Give me a warning when he turns

the con over to the monkey.

I want time to jump overboard.

Hey, fellows,

here comes the mail!

Hey!

Hey, let's go!

Mail! I've got it!

I found it!

Here it is! Mail!

What's the picture tonight?

Same as last night, sir.

In this one,

she's six months pregnant.

Here she writes the doctor said

she might have twins.

Here she's waiting

for her ride to the hospital.

This last one

is from her mother.

It says "Alice and children

are doing fine. "

Children-how many?

What are they, boys or girls?

Holy mackerel.

- Phew!

- Phew!

- Move over.

- Stinkeroo.

Too hippy.

Hippy? She's built like

a battleship.

I must have seen it

at least six times.

I guess I'll skip it tonight.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Excuse me, MacDougall.

NADINE, VOICE-OVER:

Darling, this has been...

such a special day for me.

I want to share it with you.

It began with my getting six

wonderful letters from you.

I read each one a dozen times...

and then pasted them

in the scrapbook.

When Robby grows up,

he'll have them all...

the eyewitness report of the war

his father fought...

in the Pacific.

I don't know what thing

set me to dreaming...

your picture, I guess.

I got to wondering if you

remember the same things I do...

about our life together...

like the first time I saw you

and the first time you saw me.

You were being lectured by

Mr. Kurland about something

but stared at me so hard,

I typed the same line

over again four times.

Remember how fussed I got?

Then you asked me

for a date, and I said yes,

but you didn't even try

to kiss me good night.

I kept wishing you would...

so I could prove how ladylike

I was by refusing.

I want to thank you

for going out with me tonight.

I enjoyed the dinner

and show very much, Captain.

I wish you'd stop

calling me Captain.

My name is David,

or Dave, if you like.

Um... maybe we could go out

again tomorrow night.

Well, if you want to.

I do.

Uh... same time?

OK.

Good night, Nadine.

Good night, Dave.

NADINE, VOICE-OVER:

I wanted to be kissed so bad,

but you didn't even try.

And you, a sailor, to boot.

In a way, I was glad, though.

It proved you respected me...

at least until our second date.

Oh, Dave. D-D-Dave.

Dave. Dave. Dave.

Dave, stop now. Stop.

Stop it. Dave!

- Oh, honey, please.

- Dave. Dave.

No, honey, not here, please.

Please, not out here.

Inside, huh?

No. No, not inside, either.

Stop, Dave.

Dave. Dave... hmm...

NADINE, VOICE-OVER:

And finally I realized...

I wasn't just another girl in

another port when you proposed.

It was at the beach,

and you were so serious.

And I loved you so much.

Ahh.

Honey, you got to

think about it...

not just emotionally,

but mentally.

It's not easy to be

a sailor's wife.

Well, it's not easy

to be a wife, period.

I love you.

I want to marry you.

I want you to know

what you're getting into.

I know. Do you?

Look, I may be away

for weeks at a time.

Oh, but those homecomings!

But I'll think about it

if you want me to.

NADINE, VOICE-OVER: I'd done

my thinking months before,

so we married the next day.

You were away for weeks

at a time,

but, oh, those homecomings!

- That's all of him, huh?

- Every square inch.

Well, he's nice.

Nice?! He's beautiful!

He looks a little

like Winston Churchill.

All new babies look

like Winston Churchill.

- Really?

- Yeah.

NADINE, VOICE-OVER: Each time

you came home from a voyage,

you'd bring gifts like no wife

in the world ever got.

That Sunday when you'd come back

from your trip to the Orient,

I'll never forget that.

My hair's too short,

and my eyes aren't

Japanese at all.

You look beautiful in it, dear.

Even Robby approves, see?

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
We interrupt

this program for a news flash.

Pearl Harbor has been bombed

and strafed...

by Japanese carrier planes.

The fleet has suffered

heavy casualties.

The number of American

soldiers and sailors...

killed in this sneak attack

is still unknown,

but it's feared

to be very high.

Stand by, please,

for further reports.

NADINE, VOICE-OVER:

Now I spend my sunsets...

looking out at the vast Pacific.

Every evening, I stand

on the cliff below our home...

and try to send my love

across the water to you.

Does that sound silly?

I don't care.

You're out there somewhere,

and I like to believe...

that you can feel the love

reaching from me to you.

So please be careful,

my darling...

and never forget...

you have two people

who adore you to come home to.

All my love... Nadine.

Now toes out.

Turn around.

All right, now face me,

heels together.

Really hurt, huh?

All the time, Doc.

I soaked them in salt water

like you said,

rubbed them good,

and wore heavy socks.

They still hurt something awful.

Flattest feet I ever saw.

You recommended sending

Gilbert Hubert,

Seaman Second Class,

to Naval Hospital Guam,

where the services

of a chiropodist are available.

That's right, Captain.

We can't help him here.

How long would he be away?

Oh, about two weeks, sir.

That's too long.

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