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Going after the Hawk.

How do you think a girl who's
half Japanese survives out here?

You just stay away from
her, until you hear otherwise.

Isn't that one of those black sheep?

What'll he be flying?

Probably a Betty with
an escort of six zeros.

Maybe we can outthink him.

My boys will get him, General.

I'll fly him, I'll navigate him!

He's a Japanese officer.

He's my uncle.

That's Gan Green.

You're lying!

Do you think that I would leave a Japanese
major here if I thought he'd survive?

We are poor little lambs
who have lost our way.

Ba-ba-ba-ba.

After 27 days of bitter fighting,

the 7th Marines have captured
the island of San Remo.

This latest victory places nearly half
the Solomon chain into allied hands

and seriously challenges the Japanese
for control of the strategic Solomon slot.

Stung by these recent advances,

the Japanese are said to have
called their chief military strategist,

Admiral Isukuro Yamamoto, to
plan a major counter offensive.

Ironically, Yamamoto, who
planned the attack on Pearl Harbor,

learned much of his military
strategy in Washington,

where he served as a
naval attache in the early 30s.

Known to American commanders as the Hawk,

Yamamoto is believed
to be directing enemy

operations from a secret
base somewhere in Rabaul.

And so tonight, throughout the Solomons,

Marines are on the alert,
awaiting the inevitable attack.

Beat the Red Sox 4 to 3.

I love him.

About now we'd have welcomed
Yamamoto's counter offensive.

Anything to put an end to the nightly
raids by washing machine Charlie.

Charlie rarely ever heard you.

He only dropped a few bombs
and they were usually way off target.

But those out of sync
engines of his drove you crazy.

Charlie knew it.

So he'd circle the island a couple
of times before dropping his eggs.

It was a little like a
dentist cutting the drill in

front of you for 10 minutes
before going to work.

Yamamoto might have been number
one in the South Pacific hip parade.

But on Bela La Cava, it was
washing machine Charlie.

Give me a break, will ya? Is that
Ben up the guy sleepin' the bus, pal?

What's goin' on?

A war!

Gentlemen, I'd give anything
for a good night's sleep.

With who?

Anyone, just so I could get
eight hours without hearin'.

Hey, did you ever get that
ball game from the States?

Oh yeah, I finally tuned it in.

Yankees won in the bottom
of the ninth, 4 to 3 on a homer.

We're gonna get even with
those CP's for water on our scotch.

Well, how are we gonna do that?

A Jerry?

I stayed up last night and pulled
the broadcast in from New York.

Now, a Spritos will get the
delayed broadcast tonight.

But we already know the score.

Yankees 4, Red Sox 3.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Oh!

Yeah, it'll be all right, Jerry.
All you need is a good night's sleep.

Message from Colonel Lart's office, Major.

Hi, Stan.

All right, you guys, the mission's off.

We're flying to Expritos instead.

You know, sometimes I
think he does it on purpose.

What did you say, Boyle?

I didn't say anything, Pappy.

Boynton is on his way.

And the PBY is standing
by to take you to fleet.

What about the Air Corps squatter?

Oh, they're certainly sending
us their best, late in 70th.

They should be here within the hour.

They would make this
a joint service, Fletcher.

But what am I supposed to
tell Boynton when he gets here?

There's nothing to tell. Just keep
them from wrecking the place, that's all.

General, what is going on?

What I know you'll know.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Pappy, you got any idea why
they're ordering us to the rear area?

You don't think it could
be leave, do you, Pappy?

I mean, we do have a
leave coming, don't we?

I don't think it's leave.
I mean, if it was leave.

Six! Six! Three o'clock high!

Looks like we're going to have
to fight our way to the rear area.

Good morning, Tommy.
Did you bring your life wrap?

Not going swimming today, Boynton.
Maybe you.

It was bad enough running
into Arachi, but running

into Arachi when he
had altitude could be fatal.

Full power dive.

I was banking on enough speed
in the dive to turn the tables.

Now stay tight and follow me.

Hey, Boynton, where are you running?

Dude, why get you
next time? Sure, Iceball.

Any excuse is better than none.

Next time, Boynton. Next time.

When we arrived at
Expridos, I called Lard's office.

But for any number of reasons,
he couldn't come to the phone.

When I didn't hear anything by
mid-morning, I decided to pay him a visit.

Oh, uh, good morning, Boynton.

Sir, you said report,
but you didn't say why.

Well, uh, just consider
it a breather, will you?

A breather? Yes, I, uh...

I have a meeting to go to
and I'll go and I can't discuss it.

So, uh, there is one thing.

Stay out of trouble.

And, uh, have a good time.

You're a lot better. You're anyhow.

Nice and cold.

I just wish you knew when
we were going to get started.

Hey, how you doing, Captain?

I finally made it here, Pepe.

Look, I'll call the nurses.
Boyle's dancing with me.

Yeah, what about it?

Well, what do you think about it?

I don't think about it, Jerry.

Let me buy you guys a drink, huh?

Mark Denner? Three scotches.

Oh, what do you say, guys?

Hey, listen, make that four scotches.

Oh, no offense if I can drink
with you guys any time, huh?

Catch you later.

Whoo-hoo!

Jeannie, Jeannie, I haven't seen
you since... Wait, don't tell me.

MGM Christmas party, 1941.

You and Gable just
finished that picture together.

You must have me mistaken
for somebody else, Lieutenant.

Oh, are you telling me I
don't know Jeannie Collins,

the prettiest starlet in MGM Y?

No, I'm telling you that I'm not her.

Sorry.

Sorry? Oh, please don't be sorry about it.

Good.

Oh, my God.

Excuse me.

My mistake.

Sir?

He knows Clark Gablek.

B.B., I haven't seen you
since that party of Clark's.

Clark's.

Gable, the fishing lodge, Washington.

Who'd Gable just finish that picture?

Jimmy, you know I don't know Clark Gable.

Who's Jimmy?

Well, you are Jimmy Stewart, aren't you?

What are you doing down there?

I'm putting milk out for the cat.

Oh, that's nice.

But what's your cat doing
underneath the officer's club?

Oh, it's not my cat.

Wait.

It looks kind of heavy.

Can I help you?

Oh, I can manage.

Oh, no, this is not from the rule.

It looks kind of heavy.

Um, in fact, I can give
you a lift in my Jeep here.

That's your Jeep,
Lieutenant? Oh, yeah, sure.

What do you say? Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

My name's TJ.

Which horse? Yvonne.

That's a real pretty name.

Thank you.

Oh, here we go.

It's a rink for cheap stuff.

Get in there.

This is embarrassing.

I wasn't the only squadron leader on the
island cooling as heels waiting for lard.

There was an Air Corps major.

Have no fear.

The United States Army is here.

Hey, Martin, drinks for everybody.

Hey, hey, everybody.

Yeah, come right here.

Yeah, step right up.

You guys are the Gooney Birds.

Hey, listen.

I really envy you guys, you know, flying
back and forth to Australia all the time?

How about hats off to
the cargo pilots, huh?

You guys are doing a hell of a job.

He's crazy.

He's kidding.

He better be kidding.

My, my, my.

Ooh, what a waste of talent, huh?

You'd think he'd pick on
somebody his own size.

Now, let's not spend
the evening incarcerated.

What's in the fridge?

Hey, you stay right here, Prag.

Buy this man a drink.

I'll handle it, all right? Sure.

Thank you.

Are you the CO?

Well, I'm Greg Boynton, VMF-214.

Major Leahy.

Pleasure, Major.

Look, I don't want to ruin anybody's bond.

It looks like things are starting
to get off on the wrong foot.

You know how it is with
combat fighter pilots?

No, how is it with
fighter pilots? I'm buying.

I've been in care.

Why don't you turn that radio up?

Yes.

It's the Red Sox three, the Yankees two.

We'll be leading off with the Yankees
and chatting in the pitcher's spot.

Uh, Red Sox have a great team this year.

Think so, huh?

Yeah, we gotta know.

We're both from Boston.

Oh, kind of like those old Yankees myself.

Oh, yeah?

Hey.

You like them old Yankees
enough to put down all cash on them?

Oh, I didn't say I liked
them that much, huh?

Yeah, that's the trouble with Jireens.

All now.

Well, hey, hey, what do you expect?

It's last of the ninth and
Red Sox win a three to two.

What do you want?

We'll give you odds.

Odds?

Yeah, yeah, you know, odds.

Three to one that the Red Sox win it.

Wait a minute, Don.

It's last of the ninth, Red Sox
winning, three to two, mm-mm.

Three to one.

Yeah, if you got enough
to make it interesting.

Uh, gentlemen?

I'm in for a hundred.

Hey, can I get in? Sure.

Maybe you ought to talk to your men.

My guys are doing this all the time.

I hate to see your boys lose their money.

Really?

Well, I appreciate your concern, Major.

Thank you.

I'm not this too steep for me.

I believe we can scare up about $300.

Does that make it interesting
enough for you gentlemen?

Uh... Uh, come here, guys.

Uh, let's bring it in, bring it in, please.

Yeah, yeah, see, you're okay.

Yeah, yeah, pal. You're right.

Yeah, you're covered.

Yes? All right.

All right.

Uh, shall we take the money now, gentlemen?

Well, we just wait till the last pitch.

Thank you, Jason.

We now know the Japanese counter-offensive
won't take place for another eight days.

How do we know that?

We cracked the Japanese code.

Not only did we crack it, gentlemen, but in
the past 24 hours, we got the brass rain,

the itinerary of Admiral Isokuro Yamamoto.

2,200 hours Sunday, he will be
approaching the island of Beale.

And so are you.

You're going after the hawk.

You men are here because you've
got the best records in the South Pacific.

Combat records, that is, pointed.

At 1,800 Sunday, Yamamoto will take off
from Rabaul and arrive at Beale at 2,200.

Now, it's our guess he's got
to beat some of his top hachos

and personally supervise
the counter-offensive.

Sir, that's 600 miles
through enemy territory.

What about the co-swatchers and radar?

What that means is you'll have
to fly on the deck to avoid them.

Colonel, you know that flying on the deck

is going to increase our
fuel consumption by 50%.

Well, until now, I didn't know why,

but your course hairs are being
fitted with auxiliary fuel tanks.

Layton's Mustangs already have them.

That still gives us a range of 1,500 miles.

Now, we're going to use up
half of that, sir, getting there.

What if Yamamoto's late?

I knew Yamamoto when he was
a naval attaché in Washington.

And he was never late for
a meeting or a poker party.

When will he be flying?

G2 says it'll be a light
bomber, probably a Betty,

with an escort of six zeros.

Only six zeros?

That shouldn't prove
to be much of a problem.

Layton's six zeros may
not be much of a problem,

but we're liable to encounter
60 just getting out of the slot.

Now, how are we going to engage
them weighted down with fuel tanks?

Well, that's why we got two squadrons.

You get bounced.

One squadron drops her tanks
and fights while the other goes out.

My boys will get him, General.

I didn't say that your squadron
will lead the assault, Major.

There'll be a practice
mission at 0800 tomorrow.

The squadron that reaches the
objective first will lead the assault.

Now, for security reasons,

I don't want you to give your men any of
the details of this until the last minute.

I don't want them
wandering around the island.

There are some Japanese
dragglers on the hills,

and G2 tells me that they
may have a transmitter.

Now, the last thing we need is
for the enemy to get wind of this.

So keep your men on ice.

Happy, it's not fair.

That's not fair.

A restriction?
We're supposed to be on a leave.

When did you ever hear of a leave
wearing the clothes on your back?

We're restricted because
of those army creeps, right?

No, that's wrong.

Well, I sure would like a
shot at those army creeps.

You're going to get a
shot at those army guys.

You understand that?

Tomorrow, General Moore
has set up a practice mission.

Us against them.

What kind of a practice mission?

A rendezvous with a
destroyer in open water.

There's a war going on,
and we're playing games.

It's not a game, dammit.

It's a practice mission to
see who gets there first.

Pepe, how are we going
to outrun their mustangs?

The captain, we all know that
we can't outrun their mustangs.

Maybe we can outthink
them, outfly them, out...

Outnavigate them.

Maybe we can't.

Morning, guys.

Hi, T.J.

Where the hell are
you, Ben? I was, um.

..

I was out.

What's going on?

We're restricted.

For what?

I can't be restricted.

You gotta... No, you're
the only one who can't.

I can't be restricted.

How long do you meatheads
have to be in the Marine

Corps before you realize
that restricted means...

Don't get caught.

Oh, good.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Who's got that deal to do?

Hey, what do you think they
got us restricted? Beats me.

Hey, isn't that one of those black sheep?

Wow.

If they can get girls like
that, I just might join them.

Nah, nah. That'd be a mistake.

I know that Eurasian chick.
She's nothing but trouble.

She told me she loved me.

Yeah, yeah.

All she wanted was my gear,
sold it on the black market.

You sure it was her?

Yeah, I never forget her body.

Yeah, yeah. Why aren't
they restricted? They are.

Evidently, they're a bit more
creative about it than you are.

See you boys later.

Now all we gotta do is get by that MP.

Yeah, yeah. Okay. Leave this stuff to me.

Come on.

Hospital nurses, here we come.

You go ahead.

Where is her?

Where?

First ticket, sir.

Botzio.

That sounds familiar.

Hey, where you from, Botzio?

Pittsburgh, sir.

Pittsburgh? I'm from Pittsburgh myself.

Hey, and a matter of fact,
I'm going here in a few days.

Want me to say hello to anybody?

Well, my mom, sir. She lives in Swickley.

Oh, in Swickley.

Listen, you give me her
address, and I'll look her up.

285 Beaver Avenue.

285. This is great.

I'll tell her what a
great job you're doing.

It's darn nice of you, sir.

All right.

Sorry, sir. This area is restricted.

Well, uh, yeah, we
have to visit a sick friend.

Jenna Moore's order, sir. Sorry.

Well, uh, maybe you
could say you didn't see us.

Just no way, sir.

Game way! It's okay.

Uh, this man needs some intensive care.

Yes, sir.

I ain't gonna let him get away with this.

Relax, relax, relax.

Our time will come.

Hey, what are you trying
to do, steal my Jeep?

Well, how can you steal
what's already stolen?

This Jeep's stolen.

Uh-huh.

In my case, maybe I, uh, search
it for some goodies, huh? All right.

Well, well, well, what have I here?

T.J., you're incredible.

Naturally.

How did you get all this? Wine, cheese?

I won't believe it. I swapped for it.

It only cost me a case of scotch.

A case?

You better see me next time
I could get you a better deal.

Better deal?

What do you know about trading?

How do you think a girl who's half Japanese
without parents survives out here? I don't know.

I never thought about it.

You Americans never do.

What's this thing you've got
against America? The war.

We didn't start it, you know.

I know you didn't
start it, but you enjoy it.

I mean, it's one complete drunken party
with native girls and moonlit islands.

Hey, wait a minute. That's not true.

I'm sorry.

It's just that I've lost my parents
and a brother and I home in it.

It's not a joke to me.

Nobody thinks it's a joke.

Did you ever wonder why we do what we do?

You're Americans.

We're scared.

We don't act scared.

Who asked to act?

Maybe some of the guys out
here aren't scared. I don't know.

I just know I've been terrified
since I ever came out here.

And I don't think I'm alone.

So, yeah, sure, we all
drank a lot, raised a lot of hell.

Chase after every pretty girl, you see.

Why not?

We're just trying to survive.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize that.

Yeah.

Two Eurasians never do.

Take good luck, gentlemen.

This bird's gonna run
rings around you tomorrow.

Yeah, well, a plane is
only as good as its pilot.

Well, and that means you guys
are in twice as much trouble.

Ah, it's cheap. You guys ready to
put your money where your mouth is?

Yeah, well, now you're talking sense, pal.

Kick it up, fellas.

Yeah, don't worry about it.

Hey, cover me, boy, will ya?

All right, you're covered.

Come on.

I spent all my money last night.
I'm sorry, Bobby.

It was great.

Five hundred. Can you handle the action?

Uh... No problem.
You're covered, pal.

Who's gonna hold this? She is.

She's got an honest
face, among other things.

I spent most of the day and
evening going over the charts.

We were to fly two different
routes to the rendezvous.

After takeoff, both squadrons
would form up south of

Expridos and simultaneously
race for the destroyer.

Layton's boys would fly
a triangular route to the

southwest and we would
do the same to the southeast.

The Mustangs had about
20 knots on our corsairs,

but I figured we
could win if Layton's

navigation was just off
of here and mine wasn't.

All things being equal,
it would be a fair test

and the best squadron would have
the green light to get Yamamoto.

You flew me over here to do it.

What?

Why'd you say it a little louder?

Nobody made me do it.

Sergeant, what it boils down to is
upholding the honor of the Corps.

What's my messin' with their compass
having to do with the Marine Corps honor?

Uh, well, see, Sarge, we're
having a little race tomorrow.

No combat, just in practice,

and, uh, we bet the Army
that we could beat them.

Then you were stupid.

A Mustang's faster than a Corsair.

Uh, we know that.

We only made the bet after
their line chief said that, uh,

well, we'd be lucky if we could get
our cruddy wrecks off the ground.

Cruddy wrecks? Where's that line chief?

Sergeant, Sergeant, uh, no, we
don't want to be beatin' anybody up.

Uh, just want to win the money.

And, well, we can't.

We don't have to fix the
compass, so it's just a little off.

So, you know, kind of make things a fair.

What do you say?

Wrecks, huh? Cruddy wrecks.

Coming up on the second quadrant.

Ready to change our
heading? Ten degrees.

We on course?

We're right on course.

Pappy, are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure you're sure.

How are we doing, Skipper?

Right on course.
Just sit back and enjoy the ride.

Hey, Pappy, I just saw a shark.

Rag, you better watch what you're flying.

You're gonna end up being eaten by a shark.

We should be near the rendezvous.

Climb to Angel's tin, and
start looking for that destroyer.

I don't see a thing down there, Skipper.

I don't see none either.

Destroyer, ten o'clock!

Hey, I don't see those
army hotshots anywhere!

Eee! We aced them out!

Bullseye!

This is Black Sheep Leader reporting
on station, thirteen hundred hours.

Roger, Black Sheep Leader.

So long.

Congratulations, Major
Boyington, you're first on the scene.

You haven't heard from Major Layton?

No, sir, but I might answer
that you have made about

half the men on this
destroyer mighty happy, sir.

What about the other half?

Well, sir, they, uh...
they've been on the army.

Well, it looks like you'll
leave the assault, Greg.

What happened up there today, Layton?

We did our best.

Major Boyington just got
there before we did, sir.

I'm doing fleet.

I want both of you to
work up a flight plan on this.

And I'll give you my
input from fleet tomorrow.

And we'll put it all together.

All right, those papers are ready.
I'm like this.

I'm by it.

So one of your men is going around
with a Japanese girl? Half Japanese.

Then you know.

Major, how about this?

You take care of your squadron,

and I'll take care of mine.

Fair enough? No, it's not.

One of my men knew her.

She took him for a lot of goodies
she sold on the black market.

Oh, come on, Major. Everybody deal.

Yeah, well, the rumor is she deals
with people friendly to the Japanese.

I have a responsibility to eight men.

Now, maybe this girl's
trouble, and maybe she's not.

But I'm not about to risk
any of their lives on a maybe.

If you are, you've got no
business wearing that leaf.

One more thing.

Give this to whoever put it
behind my compass last night.

I didn't like admitting
it, but Layton was right.

Still, it wasn't going to
make it any easier telling TJ.

Ryan!

Hey, Fabi, how you
doing? Good, TJ.

I sit down.

You want to see me
about something? Yeah.

You want a drink? Sure.

No ice.

No problem.

TJ, I know there's a lot
going on right now around

here, and you're going
with a half Japanese girl.

Makes a lot of people off of jumping.

Jumping about what? I don't understand.

Security.

You gotta be kidding.

Believe me, I wish I had TJ.

Hey, Greg, just because she's half Japanese

doesn't make her into
an enemy spy, you know?

No, no, I know that.

More to it than that, TJ.

Well, what then?

Well, you know, she was seeing one
of Layton's pilots, and he kind of feels...

Hey, come on, Greg.
We got something to say.

Just come out and say it, all right?

TJ, for you and me, this
war is basically pretty simple.

We go out and those birds,
we either come back or we don't.

The war is not quite that
simple for this woman.

Come on, Greg, what the
hell are we talking about here?

Well, she's evidently trying to get
through this war the best way she can.

Now, some people, some people...
Her methods are questionable.

Why don't you just come out and say it?

You think she's a
prostitute, don't you? Not TJ.

I... I didn't say that.

But you're thinking it.

Yeah, TJ, I don't have to put up with this.

Now, you just stay away from
her until you hear otherwise.

Tell me that is my friend or
is my commanding officer?

You take it any way you want, TJ.

But I am telling you.

Thank you, sir.

Will there be anything else?

Aren't you the guy
that's seeing Eddie Vine?

Yeah, what about it?

Hey, listen, pal, this is
just a friendly warning.

All that girl wants is your gear.

She sells it on the black market.

Hey, pal, I ought to know.

Hey, listen, why bother with the middleman?

Why don't you just start
taking the cash straight out?

TJ! Oh, I'm sorry.

Did I offend you?

I mean, after all, I'm different, right?

I'm different than all the rest.

Now, you're in love with me, aren't you?

Please don't be like the others.

How many others?

I thought you understood.

Understand what?

The Japanese have treated me
like trash because I'm half French,

and the Americans have treated me
like trash because I'm half Japanese.

All I have to do is survive here,
and I thought you understood that.

I don't understand it.
I want you to explain it to me.

I don't owe you anything.

I'm telling you, you owe me an explanation.

I don't owe you anything.

Hold me.

Bon! Hi, Greg.

Who put this magnet
behind Leighton's compass?

Suppose you got there by itself.

No, sir. We all did it.

We had a bet with him.

All right.

How come I didn't know about it?

Well, we thought...
You thought wrong.

That flight was preparation
for a very important mission.

Well, we didn't know anything about that.

You in command now, French?

No.

Sir.

Where's the money? Where's the money?

Where's TJ?

Haven't seen him.

You guys are gonna find him.

Right now.

I want to talk to you.

You know what those are, Boyington?

One is a report on a stolen Jeep.

Another is a report on a stolen motorcycle.

And the third is a report
that one of your men

has been seen with a
Japanese girl on this island.

Now, what is going on?

You know as much about that, sir, as I do.

Did you know that Lieutenant
Wiley was seeing this girl?

His order's not to sear anymore, sir.

Then you did know about it.

Boyington! Then... Do
you have any idea how...

Do you have any idea how important
the security of this mission is? Yes, sir.

I want to see you and Lieutenant
Wiley in my office in ten minutes.

I'm due in General Moore's office, sir,

in five minutes for a flight briefing.

And so am I. Get in this Jeep, Boyington.

We're not through with this.

We're gonna talk right after that.

Get in the Jeep.

When we get out of the slot,

we'll fly due west just
south of the Russells.

How far up to sea will
that take you? 50 miles, sir.

All right.

I'll have a spot us out there.

What speed? 200 knots, sir.

Then I'm gonna turn north to avoid any
spotting boats that might be in the area.

So when you make your final approach,
you'll be coming in from the west.

Yes, sir. What time do you
think you'd be on target? 1450, sir.

G2 says they figured it'll
be traveling under 10,000

feet to be comfortable
and to stay off oxygen.

Where do you plan on jumping him?

40 miles off the coast.

I figure we'll hit him just as
his pilot's preparing to land.

You've got to get them on that first pass.

You can't let them get
too close to shore, Greg.

They've got over 100
zeroes based on that field.

Yes, sir.

All right, even with the
auxiliary tanks, what about fuel?

We can't make any mistakes.

I figure we've got enough fuel
for 10 minutes in the target area.

Let's hope that's all we'll need.

Any questions?

Is he on the flight
line? Yes, sir.

Are you just in time
to help? No, I can't.

Right now I've got to find TJ.

You're the second one that's
been looking for him today.

Who else was here?

An MP just a little while ago.

Look, if you see TJ, tell him
Greg wants him right now.

And go easy with that water.

Well, I talked to the nurses.

Nobody's seen them.

They just disappeared, not fellas.

Oh, we looked everywhere.

The beach, the beach.

Been there a dozen times.

Some of the army guys said she spends
a lot of time on north side of the island.

But he wouldn't go there.

Oh, yeah, he would.

If she would, he would.

North side of the
island, huh? Uh-huh.

Anyone know how to get there?

There's only one road that
leads to that side of the island.

Boyle, give me that sheet.

Get that one.

You got it.

Hey, you want one of
us to go with you? No, no.

Thanks, folks.

I want you guys to think up an excuse.

if I'm not backed by $1,700.

Got you, boys.

Okay, $1,700.

Got you, boss.

Hey, late.

Wait a minute.

I got something that belongs to your men.

Take it easy with that thing.

I'm not going to hurt you.

Okay.

What did you have to follow me for?

What do you think I followed you?

Who's that?

What's going on in here?

He's a Japanese officer.

He's my uncle.

Your uncle?

I'm going to have to get him
some medical attention and fast.

He won't let you take him prisoner.
He'll commit so we'll go first.

You can't just leave
him out here like this.

Why?

He's been here for months.
He's getting better.

No one will find us here.

Yvonne, I can't do that.
He's an enemy officer.

But he's my uncle.

He's not going to hurt anyone.

The war is over for him.

TJ, it could be over for all of us.

Do you know what you're asking me to do?

What's it going to be, TJ?

What are you doing?

I'm not going to let
you take your prisoner.

He's not here. Take anybody prisoner.

He's here for me.

Then you better go with him.

What are you talking about?

You just said you wanted
me to sit this war out with you.

But that was before he came.

Yvonne, you're not making any sense.

You're the one that's
not making any sense, TJ.

Over a woman that would use you,
me, or anyone to keep that man alive.

That's a lie. It's not true.

Dammit, it is true.

You tell him.

He's right.
My duty to my family comes first.

Duty to your family?

What about me and you? What about us?

I might have deserted for you.

See, there are times
when love is not enough.

Come on, TJ.

We got a mission to fly.

Better get that man out of the
hospital because he's dying.

But you haven't even looked at his wound.

I don't have to look at his wound, lady.

I can smell it, that's gangrene.

You're lying!

Do you think that I would leave a Japanese
major here if I thought he'd survive?

Well, he is late,
isn't he? Yes, sir.

Well, that's it.

What are you going to do, sir?

I'm turning it over to Layton.

Is it?

Major Layton?

Where's Layton?

I made your point and I'm the lost thief.

Another five minutes I left without you.

Another five minutes?
I wouldn't have blamed you.

Thanks a lot, Layton.

Where the devil have you
two been? I'm sorry, sir.

At the tower, sir.
Last minute, weather on route.

Last minute, weather on route.

All right.

I've asked your squadron leaders not
to give you the details on this mission.

But I can tell you now that in ten minutes,

we're going to take off over 650
miles of open ocean, Burundi-Vu,

not with a destroyer this time,

but with a Japanese Betty
carrying Admiral Isokuro Yamamoto.

We're going after the Hawk.

We were almost out of the slot.

Another five minutes and it would
be unpatrolled open ocean all the way.

Zero's eleven o'clock. A block of them.

Hey, Burundi-Vu, is that you?

I got plenty of fuel today.

Black sheep, leader to eagle
leader, do not drop tanks.

Repeat, do not drop tanks.

This guy's an old friend.
I think I'd better say hello.

Good luck.

Black sheep, drop your tanks and follow me.

Hey, Boyton.

What's with your army, friends?

Looks like they're running away.

You know the army.
You never stick around when you need them.

That's okay, Boyton. I want you.

I want you too, rice ball.

True to form, Yamamoto was exactly on time.

And so was the Air Corps.

Let's go get him.

When we returned to Expredo's
Tijo when looking for Yvonne,

he found her uncle at the
hospital, a prisoner, but alive.

Tijo never did say if he saw Yvonne again.

And I didn't ask.

We stayed up all night celebrating
with Layton and his boys.

And typically, they ordered us
home the next day without any sleep.

But we didn't care.

We got Yamamoto.

Or at least we had a hand in it.

And that was all that mattered.

Until that night.

If I ever get my hands on that
Japanese college boy, I'll kill him.

What's going on? A war.