The Best Years of Our Lives Page #4

- That's a charming idea.

Do you remember this tune?

Nice to see the young folks

enjoying themselves, isn't it?

So you're Al's daughter.

Yes. I've been that

as long as I can remember.

You don't seem like Al's daughter.

Actually, I'm not.

He's my son by a previous marriage.

- What did you say your name was?

- Peggy.

Peggy. My name's Fred.

How do you do?

How do you do?

(? tune ends)

No, you... Oh, no.

(? "The Beer-Barrel Polka")

You're a bewitching little creature.

- In a way, you remind me of my wife.

- But you never told me you're married.

Oh, yeah. I've got a little woman

and two kiddies back there in the States.

- But let's not think of them now.

- Oh, you're so right.

This night belongs only to us.

That's the type of thing

people ought to be thinking about.

All right, I promise

I'll get right to work on it.

And there's one thing

I've been wanting to ask you.

You ask it, Peggy.

You mustn't feel shy with me.

Why don't you call your wife?

I don't know her number.

I couldn't find it in the phone book.

Phone book?!

We don't need to do any telephoning.

We're all set.

What you need is a drink. (whistles)

- Good night, everybody. I'm going home.

- Why?

- I've got to. Butch is gonna drive me.

- Oh, no, no.

- No, you can't...

- It's quite all right.

- Don't leave. I'll be right back.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Poor kid. He's got to go home.

Doesn't that put any ideas in your head?

Yes. (whistles)

I'd love to.

(Peggy and Fred laugh)

(Butch) Lights out, Steve.

Oh! Ho-ho-ho!

Where do we go next, old pal, old pal?

Just follow me, old pal.

Step.

- Good night, Al.

- Good night. Nice party.

This it, Fred?

It looks like it.

Ooh, silly.

Good night, Milly. Many thanks

for a most enjoyable evening.

- Good night, Fred.

- Good night, Al.

Best of luck to you.

- I'll give him your message.

- You do that.

(British accent) And good night to you,

Peggy. It has indeed been a pleasure.

- Yes, Fred. See you soon.

- By all means.

Ooh!

I beg your pardon.

Good night.

We'd better wait and see if he gets in.

I don't think he even knows

if this is the right place.

Come on.

Up...

- Where are we all going now?

- Don't ask. We want it to be a surprise.

- They make a lovely couple, don't they?

- (laughs) Yeah.

I think they'll be very happy together.

- Who are you?

- Don't you remember? I'm Peggy.

Oh, yes. Peggy.

I'm not that Peggy.

That's too bad.

(AI humming)

(mumbling)

(continues humming)

As I remember, when you lie

flat on your back you snore.

Where's your hand?

(continues humming)

Give me your hand.

?... my souvenirs

?... my souvenirs

?... my souvenirs

(continues slurred singing)

- Is Fred all right?

- Yes. He's all right.

- You'll be comfortable here.

- Sure, Mom. Night.

Night, dear.

- Night.

- Night.

(angry mumbling)

(sleepy mumbling)

Bandits at four o'clock.

It's all right, buddy.

You got him.

He's hit.

She's on fire. She's on fire!

The fire's spreading.

It's Gadorsky.

There goes number four.

She's breaking formation.

Watch out for fighters.

It's spread to the wing.

The wing's on fire!

She's out of control.

She's out of control!

She's going down!

Hey, you guys, jump!

Get outta there! Bail out!

Gadorsky!

Gadorsky, get out of that plane!

Two chutes open.

Three.

- The rest of you guys...

- Fred.

...get out!

- Fred, wake up!

- Gadorsky! Gadorsky!

- Wake up!

- She's burning up! Get out! Get out!

- Fred! Fred, wake up!

She's burning up!

She's gonna hit. Look out!

It's all right, Fred. Go back to sleep.

Go back to sleep.

Go back to sleep, Fred.

- There's nothing to be afraid of.

- (sobbing)

All you have to do is...

go to sleep and rest.

Go to sleep.

Go to sleep, Fred.

Go to sleep and rest.

Go to sleep, Fred.

Go to sleep.

All you have to do is rest.

Go to sleep.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry I woke you up.

Oh, that's all right. But...

I know. You're about to say "Where am I?"

I'll tell you later, Fred.

You can sleep as long as you want.

(groans)

Did he fly 17 s or 24s?

I don't know.

- What group was he with?

- He didn't say.

Well, what did you two talk about?

Rob, you'd better hurry up.

You'll be late for school.

Holy Moses!

I'll see you later. Bye.

Oh, excuse me, Captain.

I'm Rob Stephenson, Peggy's brother.

She's in there in the kitchen,

fixing your breakfast.

I've gotta run. Goodbye.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Sit down.

- Here, this may help.

- Thanks.

Sit down.

You're Peggy, aren't you?

For the last time, yes.

- Want some eggs?

- You think I can take 'em?

Sure, they'll be good for you.

- Like 'em scrambled?

- Any way you cook 'em.

Good.

Sleep all right?

Wonderful.

That's good.

Can I help you with any of that business?

You can pour the coffee

if you want some.

Do you mind if I ask you

a personal question?

No.

Where did you sleep last night?

On the couch.

- That's terrible.

- What's terrible?

I should have had enough sense to go to

a hotel and not come here, bothering you.

You didn't bother anybody, Fred.

We're very glad to have you here.

Besides, you couldn't have

gotten a room in a hotel.

Did I get out of line with you?

No. Not really.

That's good.

Cos, you see, I'm married.

Yes, I know.

I must have got pretty plastered last night.

You had nothing on my dad.

Your dad? Who's he?

Don't you remember Al?

Oh, Al. Yeah, good old Al.

- Where is he?

- Still asleep, I guess.

So you're Al's daughter.

You've got it all straight now.

- I feel a lot better.

- That's good.

- Are you married, Peggy?

- No.

You've hardly had time.

You must have been engaged, though.

No.

Why not? What's the matter

with the guys around here?

I guess the best of 'em

are already married.

- Good morning, Fred.

- Good morning, Mrs, uh...

- Milly's the name.

- Thanks, Milly.

When Al wakes up, tell him how much I...

You're not going? You haven't even

finished your breakfast.

I haven't got much of an appetite.

Besides, I've got to get downtown.

Maybe now I can get into

where my wife lives.

I'll drive you, Fred. I've got to get to work

at the hospital. I'll just be a minute.

- I must've acted disgracefully last night.

- No.

You just fell in with bad company

at Butch's and got stinking.

You see, the whole trouble was,

I couldn't find Marie - that's my wife.

I didn't know she had a job

in a nightclub.

Could happen to anyone. If Al had come

home later, we wouldn't have been in.

- He wouldn't have known where we were.

- How is Al?

- We don't know yet.

- Ready, Fred.

Well, when he wakes up you can tell him

I think he's a pretty lucky guy.

- Thank you, Fred.

- Goodbye. Thanks a lot for everything.

Goodbye.

- Bye, Mom.

- Bye, dear.

(thud)

(shower starts)

? Among my souvenirs

? Among my... (gasps)

- What'd you do before the war, Fred?

- I was a fountain attendant.

- A what?

- Soda jerk.

- Oh.

- Surprised?

Yes, a little.

I'll bet you mixed up

a fine ice-cream soda.

You're darn right.

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