Yanks Page #3

.Don't break their hearts.

.I gotta turn them into a fighting machine.

- Before you start, would you like tea?

- No, thanks.

.I'm floating in the stuff. I'm gonna go

.into the living room. The drawing room.

. It's terrible for all of us. How do

.you think Daddy feels about being away?

.Hm. That's better.

- How are you, Mrs Moreton?

- Can't complain, Captain.

.Good.

.Yes, I will write tonight. Right. Chin up.

- I'll see you in two weeks.

- Yes, all right. See you then.

- Yes, bye.

- Bye, darling.

- I can't play when anybody's watching.

- I like watching you play.

.So angry with yourself when you make

.a mistake, as if you weren't allowed.

- It tells me something about you.

- That I can't play the piano, yeah?

- Are you cold?

- Well, it ain't Miami.

.You don't have to drink it.

- What was all that about?

- I said no to a cup of tea.

.Sacrilege.

- I got a letter from Ann today.

- Oh, you must be pleased.

.Peter hasn't written for weeks.

.Well, he'll have written, of course, but...

.She sold our house.

.Just like that.

.She put the furniture into storage, packed

.up the kids and moved in with her family.

- Didn't want to bother you.

- She didn't tell me till after it was done.

- She doesn't even like her family.

- Perhaps she didn't want to be alone.

.I wonder why she didn't tell me, though.

.Do you tell her everything?

.So far.

.I remember we did talk about it.

.I mean, when I knew

.I was gonna come overseas here,

.and the fact that I might not come back.

- She'd be saddled with responsibilities.

- That's a bit pessimistic, isn't it?

.Yeah, I think she'd call it realistic.

.When Peter went away, we decided

.we'd play it down, take it in our stride.

.Everyone did. We had to.

.Three very long years.

.Where would we have been

.if we'd been realistic?

- Here.

- Oh! Thank you.

- Here you go, ma'am.

- Hello. Ooh!

.Stop that!

- Son of a b*tch!

- All right!

.Go on. Shoot one. Shoot one.

- What happened to Liverpool?

- Football final!

.Come on, get your paper!

- Hello, Jean.

- Oh, hello, Mrs Bradshaw.

- Get a load of that!

- Hey, baby!

- How about a drink?

- How about me? Mine's a port and lemon.

.That Betty Grable's a bit of all right!

- Hurry up. It's starting.

- Two 1/9s. That'll be 3/6.

- Hey, look. Do you like that?

- I like it just a whole lot.

- That's a shame, cos I saw her first.

- Three.

- Hi, honey. How are you?

- Hello.

.We've got a problem.

.My stupid buddy bought three tickets.

- Wanna join us.

- No, thank you.

- Waiting for someone?

- I'm waiting for a friend.

.Boyfriend, girlfriend, what?

.Give the lady a drink.

- Have a drink.

- No, I don't care for it.

.What are you doing?

.Want me to wring your neck?

- Hey! Hey!

- Hey, sarge, come on. Have a drink.

- You wanna drink? You wanna drink?

- Matt! Matt, please!

.Come on. Jesus!

.Oh! Not bad for a Scotsman!

- What did you say yours was, Tex?

- Half-and-half.

- A chaser.

- Two chasers and a pint of bitter, please.

.Two chasers.

.He's not a bad dart thrower, Tex, is he?

- He's getting better every night, this one.

- A twenty, a five and a bull!

.Right, son. What can I do you for?

.Yeah, I'd like a sherry and a half-and-half.

.Half-and-half coming up. New in?

.Yeah. Last month.

- Bloody cold, eh?

- Cold? Cold I can take.

- I don't know about this wet.

- You'll get used to the wet.

.Another couple of months, you'll be

.coughing your guts up with the rest of us.

.Now, then. Sweet or dry?

- What do you think?

- Sweet.

.Bloody Yanks.

.Bloody Yanks coming over here.

.Why don't you bugger off home,

.back where you bloody belong?

.Sir, I didn't ask to come to this country.

.I was drafted.

.If you've got any kind of influence,

.I'd be grateful to get back where I belong.

.The sooner the better.

.Sherry.

.Take no notice, lad.

.He's just lost his boy. Burma.

- Right, lads.

- One bitter, please.

- And half-and-half.

- Coming up.

.Sometimes I got a big mouth.

.Say things I shouldn't.

- How do you drink warm beer?

- It should be easy with a big mouth.

- Evening.

- Evening, George.

.That's our diner, there.

.Just outside of Tucson, Arizona.

.Own that free and clear.

.Dad does, anyway.

.That's him. Dad and my brother Eddie.

.The pretty one there is me.

.I'm the short-order cook there mostly.

- Short-order?

- Hot dogs, hamburgers, cheeseburgers.

- Oh, you mean snacks?

- Yeah, I guess so. Snacks.

."Adam and Eve on a raft."

.Know what that is?

.Two poached eggs on toast.

- You got a nice smile.

- Thank you.

.You ought to smile more often.

.Where's your mother?

.She died when I was a kid.

.I don't remember her too much.

.After the war are you going back

.to work for your dad?

.Not a chance.

.I haven't told anybody this before.

.You know what a motel is?

.Well, a motel is kinda like a hotel

.on the highway, you know.

.You stop off there. You got

.your own little cabin and bathroom.

.They're springing up all over the States.

.I'm gonna build me one of them.

.I got a place all picked out too.

.It's on a canyon.

.The top of the canyon flattens out

.and I'm gonna build it there.

.It's beautiful. Out there you've still got

.wide open spaces. Roads are straight.

.Not like here. When I come here,

.I feel kinda hemmed in, you know.

.Anyway, that's what I'm gonna do.

- I'm sure you will.

- I will.

.And when that one gets going,

.I'm gonna build another one.

.And then I'm gonna build another one.

.And another one.

.Your guy, does he bring you up here?

.Ken? Yes, since we were kids.

- Known him a long time, then?

- We grew up together.

.That could be nice.

.No surprises any more.

.You in love with him?

- He's everything I've ever wanted.

- That's not what I asked.

.I heard what you asked.

.Everybody loves Ken.

.I guess all the luck didn't fall on Arizona.

- Morning, Sally!

- Get to the back of the queue!

.It's for oranges, love.

.Ooh! About time an' all!

.Do you mean the one who was here

.the other day for bicycle clips?

.Yes, Mother. He's a friend.

.You've always told me to bring my friends

.home. He wants to meet you.

- I've no wish to meet him.

- Who the hell are you?

.Jean. Jean.

.I'm sorry.

- He's different, Mother. He's decent.

- Decent! How do you know he's decent?

- Plenty of them are.

- You know plenty of them?

.No, of course I don't.

.I don't understand

.how you can put Ken in this position,

.knowing how people feel

.about these Americans.

- He knows about Ken. He understands.

- How do you know?

.Because in three weeks

.he's never touched me.

- Come on, love!

.I wish they'd have a bit of patience.

.I'll be with you in a minute, ladies.

.It's not even 8.30 yet.

.Now, look, Jean.

.Your lad's away in the army.

.You can't ride two horses with one arse.

.We enjoy one another's company,

.that's all.

.He asked me to tell you

.before somebody else did.

.It doesn't affect Ken and me.

- Where do you want this?

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