The Hunters Page #7

- What happened up there? | - Didn't Pell tell you?

Yeah. He said you were both | shot down by groundfire.

- Pell was. I wasn't. | - Pell was gilding the lily, huh?

Well, that's all right. | Anybody can run outta gas.

I didn't run outta gas.

You know, standing orders | are to get yourself and your plane back.

A man can get himself court-martialled | if he disobeys that order.

I could have made it back to the field.

I said I had to ask you the question. | I didn't say you had to tell the truth.

I don't want any favours, Dutch. | I, uh, don't figure I've got any coming.

You know...

you think you've got a man dead to rights, | then he throws you a curve.

You, for instance. I thought I had you | all figured out and filed away.

Now I'm not so sure.

Maybe a man is never what you think he is.

Maybe he isn't even what he thinks he is.

Anyway, I'm accepting Pell's report.

If you consider that a favour, | you're stuck with it.

Here's your matches.

- Hello, Chris. | - How are you, Cleve?

I'm fine. We're unveiling the arm | in about ten days.

- You saw Carl? | - Just now.

You know he's being sent back to the States?

Yes, I know.

- Will you go back to Korea? | - Didn't I tell you this is the only war I've got?

- When are you leaving? | - As soon...

As soon as I can arrange passage, I suppose.

You suppose?

As soon as I can arrange passage.

There's the warning bell for visitors.

Those nurses will be | beating the brush in a few minutes.

- Cleve, if I... | - Whatever you're about to say, don't say it.

Thanks. I was about to be very childish.

Goodbye, Mrs Abbott.

Goodbye, Major Saville.

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