Hail the Conquering Hero
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1944
- 101 min
- 282 Views
Two boilermakers.
Far away
though I may roam, dear
Fill her up?
Yeah.
Why don't you grab yourself off
a skirt and have yourself a time?
Why don't you...
Your beer's running over.
Home to the arms I hold dear
Home to the arms
of Mother
Safe from this world's alarms
That's where I spend
each night in my dreams
Why don't they sing
something gay?
Why don't you acquire
a gay viewpoint?
It's all mental,
every bit of it.
Smile, and the world smiles with
you. Frown, and you frown alone.
I'd just as soon be alone,
if it's just the same to you.
Gratitude.
By that vine-colored door
As you stood in the gloaming
to welcome me home
Home to the arms
of Mother
Never again
to roam
you can shoot your mouth off,
you'd be the biggest breeze
shooter this side of Hong Kong.
He's the two biggest!
I was fading the guy.
How am I supposed to know the
guy's gonna pass eight times?
You was fading
the guy with our money!
Well, it was my money, too.
We're partners, ain't we?
Especially now.
Partners in the soup.
Yeah, no dough.
Nothing to do.
And five days to do it in!
If you wasn't so big, I'd take a
poke at that dumb kisser of yours.
Why don't you try it, Mac?
Save it for the Japs.
You shouldn't have faded
so many times.
You gonna start now?
Give me one last 10 spot.
I'll go back...
You had it, fancy fingers!
"Give me one last 10 spot"!
Who do you think you're
talking to? Morgenthau?
Never again
to roam
To roam
Where you going?
I got 15 cents.
I held out on you.
Will you close the door,
please?
Yes, gentlemen?
One beer.
One beer?
One beer and no cracks.
Yes, sir.
Gonna share it or swill
it all down by yourself?
Give me
your elk's tooth.
Wait a moment. My old
man gave me... Come on!
Come here.
You the manager?
Yes, sir.
We're just a little bit
short of cash, see,
or I'd never make you
this proposition.
I was gonna save it
for the museum, see,
but when you're out on a limb, you
gotta make sacrifices, that's all.
You follow me?
I'm ahead of you.
I'm gonna let you in on the ground
floor of something very, very rare.
You remember when General
Yamatoho committed hari-kari?
Possibly. I happened to
be very close by, see?
Big man, wasn't he?
Immense.
This is one of
the rarest mementos...
You wouldn't like to buy the flag
they buried him in, would you?
I could let you have it very
reasonable. I have it in several sizes.
MacArthur's suspenders!
The first bullet that landed in
Pearl Harbor. You can take your pick.
A piece of
a Japanese submarine.
If you look at it this way,
it becomes a German submarine,
and this way it is a piece of a
shell that just missed Montgomery.
Here we have
the seat of Rommel's pants,
and last but not least we have
a button from Hitler's coat,
although that one
I don't personally believe.
Wise guy.
It's all paid for.
Oh, boy!
You said it!
By you?
Not by me, it wasn't.
You don't have to
give me no credit.
The guy at
the end of the bar.
Was this from you?
Oh, that's all right.
I just happened to hear the waiter say
something about six Marines and one beer
and to serve it with
six straws or something.
He did, did he?
Where is he?
I already told him.
Anyway, that was a very
nice gesture, civilian.
Don't mention it.
You want
General Yamatoho's tooth?
No, thanks. You could
send it to your mother,
if you got one.
No, thanks.
I already sent her
some souvenirs.
Well, then here's to you.
Semper fidelis.
Semper fidelis.
You know our motto, eh?
Yeah, I know the motto.
Was you in
the Marine Corps, maybe?
Yeah, I was in
the Marine Corps.
That's too bad, Mac. That's
all right. Set them up again.
Don't you want
anything else beside beer?
Well, personally, I never touch
anything stronger than rye whiskey.
Seven ryes. You can use
the beer for chasers.
Thanks.
You sure you ain't spending too fast
like fancy Felix, the Craps King here?
Listen...
I just got paid tonight.
Besides, I can't think of any way I'd
rather spend my money than for Marines.
Guadalcanal. It's a
great place to be from.
Well, sukiyaki.
How long you out?
From the Marines?
Yeah.
I was only in a month.
That's too bad.
You hardly had time
to get corns on your feet.
Were you wounded? How could
he get wounded in boot camp?
He could've
fell off a roof.
What would he be doing
on a roof?
It was hay fever,
chronic hay fever.
Gee, that's
the worst kind, too.
It's terrible.
I had a girl once who had it.
Every time you'd
get close to her,
she'd sneeze
right in your kisser.
She wasn't so dumb.
It was the excitement.
Well, better luck next time.
Did you try any of the other branches of
the Service, like the Army or the Navy?
They'll take anything.
They wouldn't take me.
I went into a shipyard.
My grandmother is a WAC.
What good is that
gonna do him?
I don't know why
hay fever is so terrible.
It's because you never know
when it's gonna hit you.
I remember one night, this dame had
a bowl of noodle soup in front of her,
and all of a sudden...
Anyway, I was kind of
born to be a Marine.
Belleau Wood the day I was born.
Belleau Wood?
Almost the same hour.
All I ever thought about
was being a Marine.
I took exercises. I never drank or
smoked. I studied all about them.
I can tell you every battle the
Marines were in from 1775 down to now.
New Providence, Fort Nassau,
the second Battle of Trenton,
the Bonhomme Richard
and the Serapis...
"I have not yet begun
to fight. "
Tripoli in 1805,
Nuku Hiva in 1812,
the Battle of
Hatchee-Lustee River in 1837,
Veracruz in '46, Chapultepec,
the halls of Montezuma,
Panama in '85,
Guantnamo Bay in '98,
then the Philippines,
the Boxer Rebellion in China,
Nicaragua, Coyotepe Hill,
Fort Riviere and Haiti.
Then Chteau-Thierry, Belleau Wood,
the charge at Soissons, Saint-Mihiel,
and now Wake Island,
Guam, Bataan,
Corregidor, Guadalcanal.
They bled and died.
They gave me a big send-off
when I left home.
Band was playing, everybody hollering,
the dogs barking, my mother crying.
Everybody wondering if I'd come home a
general or just a sergeant like my father.
Well, it's one thing to come home
with things like that on your chest,
and another thing to go home with
hay fever and a medical discharge.
You mean you ain't
been home yet?
I wrote I was leaving
for overseas.
You shouldn't do that
to your mother.
to say I was all right,
and I asked a kid to mail them
from overseas for me.
Suppose that he didn't
get a chance to mail them?
Well... That's a terrible
thing to do to your mother.
You ought to be
ashamed of yourself.
You say your father was a
sergeant at Belleau Wood?
That's right.
What was his name?
I was at Belleau Wood.
Truesmith.
Truesmith?
You mean
Hinky Dinky Truesmith?
That's right.
Why, he was my sergeant.
I saw him fall!
Right then I was being born,
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