Every Time We Say Goodbye

You're up early.

- More bad dreams?

- No, no. It's the goddamn church bells.

I hope you haven't been to the loo.

I need a morning specimen.

Actually, it's a good thing you're up.

You've got a busy morning of tests ahead.

But if everything checks out,

it looks like we'll be letting you go today.

- No kidding.

- Don't talk.

And don't smile.

You're well on the mend,

and we need the bed.

Your squadron leader

will see to your billeting and transport.

Peter. Good.

You are really that anxious

to get back to the war, are you?

No. Not the war.

But I wanna try out this retread of a leg...

you guys fixed me up with.

Make sure it can still do all the old things

that it used to.

You know...

I'd hold off on the tap-dancing

for a while, David.

I think you may be right there, Ginger.

The mattress is all new.

And a room with a bath

is an unheard of luxury...

in Jerusalem nowadays.

- There.

- Very nice.

- There's no water.

- It's rationed, old chap.

Half the city is supplied on even days

and the other half on odd ones.

Well, included in the price

you'll have two eggs every morning.

They alone cost me a shilling.

I have to buy them at the black market.

Well, David, what do you say?

Well, I've been living

in a boarding house for 10 days.

This is paradise. Where do I sign?

Oh, good. Would you know

how long you'll be staying?

I'm afraid not. We could be relocated

anywhere more or less anytime.

How awful this war is.

May Hitler burn in hell.

Okay. If this place is so terrific...

why are you letting go of it?

What's the catch?

There's no bloody catch, you ingrate.

- Want one?

- No.

Was that true?

Or just for public consumption

about us not knowing...

how long we're gonna be here?

It's absolutely true.

The whole bloody war

is bogged down in the desert.

Rommel's been stopped,

but he's pretty well dug in by now.

So, pushing him back's

not gonna be all that much fun.

So that's why they're holding us in reserves.

God knows.

There's no end of rumors.

I even heard Burma mentioned.

By the way, there's been

an American military attach...

inquiring if you might like

to change uniforms...

now that you Yanks are in it officially.

Tell him I'm not interested.

Of course you're a bloody awful wingman,

but I'm used to you.

Still haven't told me

why you're moving out of here.

- Well, I've met this girl who...

- Oh, no.

Don't tell me that girls are off-limits up here.

No, no.

As long as you're discreet.

I just thought I'd be more comfortable

in a flat.

Because of this girl?

- What girl?

- The girl you almost told me about.

Why are you being so cagey about this?

I'll tell you all about it, but later.

In the meantime,

if you have any interest in washing today...

Well, I thought there was no water.

Yeah, but that's only on this side of the city.

You mean black market showers?

Victoria, you know I'm your friend.

But you always overdramatize.

Not this time.

Sarah, they take turns

spying on me.

You have to help me.

Oh, God, there's my father.

Laugh, Sarah.

He mustn't suspect anything.

Come on. At least smile.

This is silly.

My cousin Nessim

is already suspicious.

Who cares about your cousin?

Unless you're afraid

to be seen with me.

Of course not.

I told Nessim

I'd go to the movies with him.

I must see Peter.

He's waiting for me.

Sarah, please!

Only you can help me!

All right.

Go and be nice to your father.

I'll figure out something.

I got tickets for the Carmen Miranda film

with The Ritz Brothers.

I prefer The Marx Brothers.

Nessim, dear, don't be difficult.

- Victoria needs to talk to me.

- What about me? Don't I need you?

- To go to the movies?

- What am I to tell your parents?

I'm supposed to keep an eye on you.

- Don't be ridiculous.

- You know I love you.

I know.

- But you don't care.

- I do.

But Victoria's waiting.

David, I'm getting married next Monday.

I want you to be my best man.

- Will you do it?

- Yeah, sure. Sure.

- Good. Thank you.

- Are you nuts?

Isn't that what people in love

are supposed to do?

Crazy things like get married?

Peter, you can make love to a woman...

without marrying her

and without being a bastard about it.

- Look, David, I'm crazy about this girl.

- But marriage? Peter, Jesus Christ!

There's not one single aspect of our lives

that we control right now.

- The war can't go on forever.

- So wait.

It could be a bloody long wait.

Remember the Hundred Years' War?

Not personally. No.

This one doesn't have to go on

that long for all of us to wind up dead.

Have you thought about that?

Look, all I want to do

is a bit of normal living before I die.

- What is so wrong with that?

- Is that fair to her?

Luckily, she wants to do

a bit of normal living before I die, too.

- So it could work out quite nicely.

- So live together.

I can't ask her to do that.

She's from a very respectable Jewish family.

They're already less than thrilled

that she's seeing a Gentile.

Well, that's great. That's just great.

You really know how to pick them, Peter.

Hold it, here she comes.

- What's her name?

- Victoria.

Oh, well, won't the folks at home

be pleased.

Peter.

I nearly didn't make it.

Oh, this is Sarah. She's my alibi.

- And an absolute angel.

- Sarah, Victoria, this is David.

Oh, you are the American.

Peter's told me how madly brave

you were when you were shot down.

But of course it was madly brave of you

to go all the way to England...

to enlist when you didn't have to.

Well, it was Canada, actually.

Peter, darling, please tell me. Right now.

Even if the news is bad.

How does a week from Monday

strike you as a wedding day?

Peter and I are going to be married.

We've just been waiting

for him to get permission.

Sarah, be happy for me, please.

Be happy?

When you've lost your mind?

I'm 21! I can do what I want!

I'm entitled to be happy.

You had no right to use me this way!

No right at all.

Sarah, I've ordered some champagne

to celebrate.

- I hope you'll join us.

- Please.

David's agreed to be our best man, darling.

I hope you'll come, too, Sarah.

I know it'd mean a lot to Victoria.

Yes, it would.

Peter, darling, we have so little time.

- Can't we dance?

- Yeah.

Sarah and David will understand.

Well, they certainly do look good together.

I'll give them that.

- Is that a good reason to get married?

- No.

But I think they might say something

about being in love.

Yes.

People do seem to talk about that a lot.

But you're a skeptic

when it comes to love, is that it?

No.

But it is not something

I know very much about.

What was that language

you and Victoria were speaking?

- Spanish.

- Spanish, yeah.

How is it that you happen

to speak Spanish?

It's what we speak at home.

- Your family came from Spain?

- Yes.

- Recently?

- About 400 years ago.

I see.

- They must have some terrific memories.

- Yes.

Why are you staring at me?

Am I staring?

Yeah, I am. I'm sorry. Yes, I was staring.

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