Original subtitles

(upbeat big band music)

(adventurous orchestral music)

(exploding)

- [Teddy] Yesterday, December 7th, 1941,

a date which will live in infamy.

United States of America was suddenly and deliberately

attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.

♪ There's thunder in the morning ♪

♪ There's vermin in the skies ♪

♪ There's slaughter in the sunlight ♪

♪ A murderer's disguise ♪

♪ A cannon of destruction ♪

♪ For every mother's son ♪

♪ Who now become the boys of '41 ♪

(somber music)

- No one would know there was a war from out here,

it looks so peaceful.

Are you gonna throw it over?

The old Hawaiian legend, if you throw your lay overboard

- [Both] as you past Diamond Head,

- it'll tell you if you're ever coming back to Hawaii.

Yes, I know the legend.

If it floats toward the shore you are.

If it floats out to sea.

- So are you gonna throw it?

- I already know the answer.

Karen.

- Lorene.

- You're traveling alone?

- My fiancee is with G Company,

based at Schofield.

- What's his name?

- Robert E. Lee Prewitt, transfer from A Company.

- Decided you couldn't live without me, huh?

- That wants some manners.

- [Man] Was quiet a send off!

♪ Hey, hey, up ♪

♪ Fall out ♪

♪ Hey, hey, up ♪

(humming)

♪ Hut, hut ♪

- Attention!

- Robert Prewitt reporting to company commander

as ordered, sir!

- Glad to have you join us, soldier.

I'm the boxing coach here.

Now with you on the squad, that goddamn trophy is ours.

You're a welterweight, right?

- Well yes sir, I was but I, I quit fighting, sir.

- Well this is the Army soldier,

fighting is sort of a prerequisite here. (chuckling)

- I mean I quit boxing, sir.

- You quit boxing?

- [Robert] Yes, sir.

- What the devil for?

- A personal matter, sir.

- Personal?

- I don't see why any man should fight

unless he wants to, sir.

- Well, we'll just have to change your mind about that.

In the meantime, I guess it's a good job,

we're in need of a bugler.

- I quit the bugle, sir.

- [Dana] You quit the bugle.

- Personal matters.

- Oh, oh, personal again, huh?

So you won't bugle and you won't box.

Now you listen to me, punk.

I don't care what pussy-ass company you come from,

you're in my company now, and I own your sorry ass.

Do I make myself clear?

- Yes, sir.

- Do I make myself clear?

- Sir, yes sir!

- Sergeant Warden, tell Sergeant Galovitch

our new boy has requested special treatment.

- Yes, sir.

- [Dana] Anything else requite my attention?

- Captain, they're in with-- - Yeah, whatever it is,

you deal with it.

- Yes sir, attention!

- [Ike] Squad dismissed!

♪ Hey, hey, up ♪

♪ Hey, hey, up ♪

- Private Prewitt, you're a 30 year man.

Another 25 still to serve.

Ain't it time you got over being a punk recruit

and got smart?

- Sergeant Warden, you've been a non-commissioned officer

now what, 10 years?

Ain't it about time you applied

for that officer's commission, huh?

Got smart.

- And end up an asshole in spurs,

who spends his day getting drunk

at the stinkin' officers' club, no thanks.

- Well it looks like we're in the same boat.

- At least we both know where we stand.

Now fall out, kid.

- Anderson, you heard?

- It's okay Clark, relax.

- He's gonna cut us out of our jobs, I know it.

The best damn bugler in the whole regiment comin' here.

- Now, we're the buglers in G Company, got it?

- And uh, what about you Bloom, huh?

Ain't you worried?

Another champion boxer in the company.

- You kiss my ass, wop.

(laughing) (people chattering excitedly)

♪ Another day, another sap ♪

♪ Makes his way to G Company ♪

♪ We take our pay ♪

♪ We take the crap ♪

♪ They don't care in G Company ♪

♪ Oh it's a jamboree, jamboree ♪

♪ It's dark out, the sun out ♪

♪ It's sand and sea in G Company ♪

♪ Would you rather be, rather be ♪

♪ In your fighting gear, fighting gear ♪

♪ Than right here in G Company ♪

♪ Oh we love Hawaii ♪

♪ Easy to forget that there's a world at war ♪

♪ Beautiful Hawaii ♪

♪ Easy to forget what we're all fighting for ♪

♪ On the sands, fine soldiers ♪

♪ Fighting bravely, down in Honolulu bars ♪

♪ On the sands, brave soldiers ♪

♪ Might as well have posted us to Mars ♪

- Everybody get the fuck outta here.

- [Soldier] Come on!

♪ We all got our reasons to be in this job which ♪

♪ Maybe we don't reveal ♪

♪ Or don't even know but hangin' around was ♪

♪ Never a part of the deal ♪

♪ Can't bring anymore ♪

♪ I'm blowing' a fuse ♪

♪ I got do nothing palm tree blues ♪

♪ So bring on the war, need a little good news ♪

♪ On the fucking G Company Blues ♪

- [Man] Fall out!

- Hey. - Hey.

- Ten hut!

(soldiers chanting)

- [Soldiers] Left, right, left, right, left.

Left, right, left, right, left, right, left.

(soldiers chanting)

- About face.

(chaotic music)

♪ This is the life, man ♪

♪ Gonna take your raincheck for the combat zone ♪

♪ When you cut with a life, man ♪

♪ Use the house's deck ♪

♪ Never use your own ♪

♪ When I get my rating ♪

♪ Gonna kick some butt ♪

♪ Get some respect ♪

♪ Sick and tired of waiting ♪

♪ Sick and tired ♪

♪ For the world outside here ♪

♪ To commence ♪

♪ Maybe I'm here for 30 years ♪

♪ Maybe I'll die next week ♪

♪ Maybe the cards won't fall my way ♪

♪ Maybe a winning streak ♪

♪ Maybe I'll blow the bugle taps ♪

♪ Maybe the boxing squad ♪

♪ Maybe what he needs dreamy drag ♪

♪ Maybe I'll blow my wad ♪

♪ We're locked in a cage ♪

♪ We're tied to walls ♪

♪ We're wasting our valuable juice ♪

♪ We got to the stage ♪

♪ We're busting our balls ♪

♪ And anything else to break loose ♪

♪ Can't wait, blowing a fuse ♪

♪ Can't wait, so bring on the war ♪

♪ Deliver good news ♪

♪ G Company blues ♪

(audience applauding)

♪ Another day becomes another year ♪

♪ In G Company ♪

- So you're the bugler that don't wanna bugle no more?

- And a boxer that don't wanna fight

- I'm a miner's son, three generations back,

pleasure to meet you all.

- Oh well, if you're so proud to be mining stock,

what are you doin' in Hawaii?

- (laughing) This son of a bitch ain't never

heard about the depression.

- Hey, are you callin' me a son of a bitch?

- If the shoe fits friend, you wear it.

- (mumbling) You picked a hell of an outfit

to get transferred into.

- Sure, unless you happen to be a boxer.

- Oh no, no I ain't no boxer, not anymore.

- (laughing) Then I pity you.

My name is Maggio, and as you can see,

I ain't no boxer neither.

Hey, you play cards, huh?

Like to diddle up the cubes?

- Nope.

- Poker, black jack?

- No.

- Crazy eights, 99, 500--

- Now listen, I don't know--

- Ready go 'round, chuck a luck.

- Are you makin' these up?

- The hell I am, come on, do you play?

- Sure, but I don't--

- Then I'll be around tonight,

we'll have us a little private game.

- No, there ain't enough money in two-handed games.

- Oh yes there is.

If you have to be broke, and in need of a piece of ass.

- [Soldiers] Whoa!

(soldiers talking excitedly)

(soldier whistling)

(light piano music)

- Oh!

- Excuse me ma'am.

- Where is he?

- [Milt] Ma'am?

- I'm Karen Holmes, I'm here for my husband, Captain Holmes.

- Oh, I'm sorry you've misplaced him ma'am,

but I doubt he's in the janitor's closet.

- How droll, as he is obviously not in his office,

I thought I'd look elsewhere.

- In that case, you should've just asked.

I manage Captain Holmes' schedule.

- I would rather avoid discourse with any man

who chooses to lurk in doorways.

- Lurk, no ma'am, I was just--

- Lurking, you lurked.

- Well, I was-- - Have you always lurked?

Or is this a recently acquired habit?

- Boy, I'd hate to catch you on an off day.

- Please do not try my patience, Sergeant Warden.

- How do you know my name?

- Well, let me see, tall, dark, lecherous grin,

you fit the description.

Now, if you wouldn't mind--

- Your husband.

I believe he's enjoying a few snorts at the officer's club.

- Really, then it would seem I've had a wasted journey.

- Crazy guy.

- I'm sorry?

- He must be, to leave such a beautiful woman high and dry.

- Good day, Sergeant.

- [Milt] Good day, ma'am.

- Oh and Sergeant, there appears to be

something on your face, a smirk.

Perhaps you should wipe it off before addressing a lady.

- Oo-we, yes sir, uh-huh, she is some woman.

- Who?

- Who?

The Queen of France, who do you think I mean?

Betty Grable over there.

- Private, that is an officer's wife.

- Sergeant, I don't care if that's an officer's maiden Ann.

She's got great legs, and one hell of a nice demeanor.

- It's 20 years in jail, in Leavenworth,

for screwing an officer's wife.

- Well sure, but just think of the memories, huh?

Them 20 years, they'd just fly by.

(audience laughing)

- Private. - Sergeant.

- Get lost.

Besides, she's cold, her eyes are cold as hell.

("30 Year Man")

♪ I knew when I enlisted, military life existed ♪

♪ For to break you down, destroy you by degrees ♪

♪ But then any kind of living ♪

♪ Would be just as unforgiving ♪

♪ For the outside, like the inside, ain't no breeze ♪

♪ And though you give up your ambition ♪

♪ You do so on one condition ♪

♪ That some other bastard has to make the plan ♪

♪ Oh it's the same old GI story ♪

♪ You don't sell your soul for glory ♪

♪ But for freedom to leave thinking to the men ♪

♪ I wanted out ♪

♪ From being poorer than poor ♪

♪ From Kentucky where I knew I couldn't win ♪

♪ I wanted out ♪

♪ And the only light I saw ♪

♪ Was the Army and I knew I wanted in ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man, so-- ♪

- Hey you, come on, fill me in.

♪ We're told the war is coming ♪

♪ That the bombs will soon be humming ♪

♪ That this paradise will soon be up the creek ♪

♪ So get your shit together, hurry ♪

♪ But I say there ain't no worry ♪

♪ I got 30 years so what's another week ♪

♪ Oh this is white trash, I'll be waiting ♪

♪ Ain't no problem contemplating ♪

♪ Different people marching to the same old drum ♪

♪ Jews, Italians, Hispanics ♪

♪ Polacks, Negros, no one panics ♪

♪ I got 30 years, I'll take 'em as they come ♪

♪ One thing I-- ♪

♪ One thing I want ♪

♪ And she'll see me all right ♪

♪ There's a shack-up waiting on the edge of town ♪

♪ I want her now, I want her now ♪

♪ But I'll settle for tonight ♪

♪ Golden body and the sight that's goin' down ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

- Man, I'm hot, I can feel it in my belly.

- All right, come on, deal again.

- Naw, I'm out.

- Well hang on, ah you ain't quittin' winners, are you?

- Uh-huh, well sure I'm quittin' winners,

what do you think I'm quittin'losers?

Where'd you learn to gamble, your mother's sewing circle?

- Hey Prewitt, you gonna let him do that?

- Eh, don't worry, this is over me, not you.

- I ain't talkin' to you wop, I'm talkin' to--

- I ain't talkin' to you, geek.

- Well then fuck (muffled by soldiers talking excitedly).

- What's up?

So, new guy, already fight-maker in my squad.

I am Sergeant Galovitch, platoon guide of this platoon.

When assigned to this platoon, you become under me.

Don't think you can come here and make trouble

just because you are a tough guy.

And you, hm.

Quickest way to stockade is your tough guy friends.

And this command is for everybody to heed.

I uh, make myself clear, tough guy?

- Well, I think he likes ya.

How bout that, huh?

The Yugoslav's gettin' promoted over us Yanks.

- Fuck this!

- The boxing squad, man, they damn near run this outfit.

And this outfit want that championship real bad.

- Yeah, well, they think they can push me

into fighting, they're wrong.

- Then I guess you ain't never seen a bunch of non-coms

like Galovitch give a man the treatment.

- Yeah, I heard about it.

- But you ain't never seen it.

- There's nothing in this world

that'll bring a man into line quicker.

Or else kill him.

- Well I don't kill easy.

- Don't say we didn't warn you, pal.

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ So the army's my family ♪

♪ It feeds me, keeps me well ♪

♪ And the life outside is sure the living hell ♪

♪ So give me my orders sergeant ♪

♪ Just don't give me a plan ♪

♪ You've got your volunteer ♪

♪ Robert E. Lee Prewitt, I'm your man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ There's no one out there that admits ♪

♪ No one cares if I exist ♪

♪ Best thing I did was enlist ♪

♪ For 30 years ♪

(audience applauding)

(light acoustic music)

♪ He isn't here, he's never here ♪

♪ And nor am I ♪

♪ There must be more, a little more ♪

♪ Before I die ♪

♪ Another language ♪

♪ Another feeling ♪

♪ Another tearing at my heart ♪

♪ That will inspire me ♪

♪ That will not shame me ♪

♪ That will not pull my world apart ♪

♪ The truth and love that we no longer know ♪

♪ Another way to say I have to go ♪

♪ I used to walk in search of life, and then I ran ♪

♪ We do our best to screw things up because we can ♪

♪ It's in ourselves, this desolation ♪

♪ This endless tearing at the soul ♪

♪ And we accept it ♪

♪ It's all too easy ♪

♪ It makes us feel we're in control ♪

♪ But we are simply hanging out to dry ♪

♪ We don't know where we are ♪

♪ We don't know why ♪

♪ Another language, til now unspoken ♪

♪ Another life, another chance ♪

♪ A spark of passion ♪

♪ To burn within me ♪

♪ Another round, a final dance ♪

♪ And love and its sensations, by and by ♪

♪ A reason to exist ♪

♪ Before I die ♪

- Mrs. Holmes.

- Oh, it's you.

- Sergeant Warden, ma'am.

- Yes, I know that, that's why I said, oh, it's you.

If you're looking for my husband, he's not here.

- And if I'm not looking for him?

- He's still not here.

- That's a shame, I have a few papers for him to sign.

Looks like I've made a wasted journey.

- I feel confident you'll pull through, Sergeant.

Just leave the papers there.

Was there anything else?

- I will-- - Yes?

- Nevermind.

Ma'am.

(Milt whistling)

Mrs. Holmes--

- You're back. - I'm back.

- Would you like to tell me why?

Or should I leave you alone to admire the decor?

- I wanna go to bed with you.

(audience laughing)

- Oh.

- I want to go to bed with you.

- I heard, I was just taking a moment to drink it in.

- I wanna go to bed with you, dammit,

don't you have anything to say about that?

- You can get any whore in Honolulu for five bucks

and not risk a jail cell.

Get a little kick outta screwing the boss,

by screwing his wife, is that it?

- That's part of it.

- My husband is due back any moment.

- Your husband is at the officer's club, we both know that.

- You manage his schedule.

- I do.

- I could call him up.

- I don't think you will.

- A gambling man.

- When the odds are good.

- And? - And?

- Would you like a drink, Sergeant?

- [Milt] Don't mind if I do.

- Uh, that's what I like about you, you have confidence.

It's also what I dislike about you.

- Why, thank you, Mrs. Holmes.

- Karen, I think we've reached first name terms.

- Milt.

- [Karen] Milt.

- You see, Karen, we're adults.

I think I can speak for us both when I say

we don't need games or pretenses.

I don't mind telling you I've known women.

- [Karen] Known, please spare me the euphemism.

- I've had women.

I've screwed women.

Women are not a mystery to...

(audience laughing)

- Oh, do go on.

You were telling me how women are not a mystery to you.

Milt.

(light orchestral music)

What is it?

- Nothing.

- My scar, pretty, huh?

I get it, the reality not quite up to the fantasy, sure.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on, come on.

I, uh, I wasn't expecting you to be so--

- What, accomodating?

A man on this god forsaken island can have needs,

but a woman can't, is that it?

(upbeat orchestral music)

Shh.

- What?

- That sound.

- Oh, it's your husband.

- I know who it is.

Take your clothes.

Get in here.

- [Milt] Oh, in the closet?

- Now.

Oh, damn.

- Oh good, I was hoping you'd be home.

- I uh came by the barracks earlier, you weren't there.

- I had some business to attend to, Karen.

It was all right, wasn't it?

- Of course.

It's not my place to inquire into your actions, that was...

- Yes?

- That was our agreement.

- Our new boy arrived today.

- Your famous welterweight.

- Robert E. Lee Prewitt.

- (laughing) Quite the name.

- Quite the pain in the ass.

Won't box.

We'll change his mind soon enough.

- Ah yes, the infamous methods of Captain Dynamite Holmes.

- Well, I do what's necessary.

- Getting a bunch of non-coms

to work the new guy half to death.

Yes Dana you're quite the man.

- The colonel asked if we're goin' to the general's party.

- Oh, the colonel.

- Well he's our ticket out of this place, Karen.

You know damn well my promotion's

our only chance of escape from this god forsaken island.

Just be decent to him.

- Decent?

The man takes a smile as an invitation

to put his hands between your legs.

He's got a wife, why doesn't he take it out on her.

- Hm.

- What?

- Well perhaps Karen, perhaps his wife is as frigid as mine.

- [Karen] Dana.

- And perhaps his wife refuses to sleep with him,

no matter that they share the same bed.

- Stop it.

- And perhaps his wife is so full of misery,

so joyless a bitch that she's content

to see a man rot away inside

for eight long years

for a simple mistake he made a lifetime ago.

Pick out a dress, you're coming to the party.

(car engine starting)

- Oh for god sake, don't make it more awkward

than it already is.

- [Milt] You mean me?

- No, I meant the corporal under the carpet

and the private under the bed.

You're carrying a parasol.

- I was prepared to use it in self defense.

- [Karen] And you're wearing my coat.

- I could hardly fight in short sleeves.

- And the fox fur?

- I thought it matched my eyes.

(both laughing)

Oh don't cry, it's all right, he's gone.

- Oh, you don't have to pretend.

- Pretend, what?

- That you care.

- All right.

- What?

- I know a little beach near Blowhole.

You climb down the cliff wall,

and suddenly there's an inlet, a little island of sand.

And the rock, towering above you.

So the cars on the highway pass by, never know you're there.

You feel like you used to feel as a kid.

You know when you hid by yourself in a cave of bushes

and watched the others hunting you.

It'll be safe.

You don't even need your swimsuit.

- Oh.

- We can stay as long as you like.

- Really, you'll take me there?

- Sure, I'll take you there.

- Can we go at night and swim in the moonlight

and lie on the beach where nobody can see us?

- (laughing) Sure.

Sure, we'll do all that.

(mellow acoustic guitar music)

♪ He couldn't know, how could he know ♪

♪ The heart of me ♪

♪ There must be more, a little more ♪

♪ There has to be ♪

♪ Another language ♪

♪ Another feeling ♪

♪ Another tearing at my heart ♪

♪ That will inspire me ♪

♪ That will not shame me ♪

♪ That will not pull my world apart ♪

♪ And love and its sensations by and by ♪

♪ A reason to exist ♪

♪ Before I die ♪

- [Ike] Ten hut!

Rise and shine, your lucky day.

Look they are packed, packed for vacation.

Move, hey, you act like dog, you crawl like dog.

- [Soldier] Private Prewitt is a son of a bitch.

- [Soldiers] Private Prewitt is a son of a bitch.

- [Soldiers] But we get the treatment from Galovich.

- [Soldiers] But we get the treatment from Galovich.

- [Soldier] You quit the boxing and the bugle corps.

- [Soldiers] You quit the boxing and the bugle corps.

- [Soldier] The chickenshit don't wanna fight no more.

- [Soldiers] The chickenshit don't wanna fight no more.

Hut, PT, PT, PT, PT.

- [Soldier] Hut, hut, hey, hey.

- You know what, you're not finished, here's one.

I want to see your reflection, get up you shitface!

Go on, go on and get 'em.

Okay, I'll beat ya up.

No you'll get it all down in the shit.

I said get down!

- [Soldier] Up in the morning with the burning sun.

- [Soldiers] Up in the morning with the burning sun.

- [Soldier] I'm gonna run all day til the running's done.

- [Soldiers] Gonna run all day til the running's done.

- Hut, PT. - PT.

- PT. - PT.

- It feels good. - It feels good.

- Real good. - Ow!

- Real good.

- Real men wear gloves, little girl clean them.

Which one you be, Prewitt?

- (laughing) Whoo!

Man, they're, they sure are bustin' your chops

with the treatment.

- Huh, I ain't complainin'.

- You know buddy, all you gotta do is step back in the ring.

- Goddammit, Angelo, I thought you woulda been--

- Okay, okay, I'm, I'm just lookin' out for you.

Hey, hey, you comin' to town later?

- It ain't payday.

- Ah, screw payday.

You wait til payday, all the best items

will be gone from the rack. (laughing)

Man, wait til you see the girls

they got down at the new Congress Club.

You know, Mrs. Kipfer's joint?

- Forget it, I'm broke.

- Not when I'm around you ain't.

- No, thank you.

I've been stung before.

- Hey, who hasn't?

- Look, Angelo, I ain't looking for no friends.

I ain't looking for no girls.

I just wanna keep my head down, my nose clean--

- And your dick in your pants and your heart in a cage.

- If need be, yeah.

- All right, right, hey man.

That boy Bloom, huh?

(laughing) It's like taking candy from a baby.

You know, I bet they give Bloom that corporal slot.

Yeah, just 'cause he's a boxer.

Bloom ain't even a good soldier.

You are the best solider in this whole goddamn outfit

for my dough, by a hundred million miles.

- You freak.

- Oh come on man, you deserve a break.

- No Angelo, I can't.

- 10 o'clock, buddy, you and me.

(sighing)

(women humming)

♪ Hey pretty Yankee, GI Joe ♪

♪ Hey Mr. Roosevelt, hey man. ♪

♪ Welcome to paradise to go ♪

♪ Maybe you guys, you not go back ♪

- [Robert] Oh yeah.

♪ Hey GI baby, stand at ease ♪

♪ And take your orders from the top ♪

♪ You aim to spend we aim to please ♪

♪ And you love spending til you drop ♪

♪ You like Hawaii, yes ♪

- [Robert] Yeah.

♪ You like Hawaii yes a lot ♪

(women talking excitedly)

♪ Don'cha like Hawaii ♪

♪ You just (muffled) ♪

♪ How you live without us for the week ♪

♪ Don'cha like Hawaii well it's (muffled). ♪

♪ Perfect leather in your cheeks ♪

- Huh, go get him, girls.

- [Girls] Okay.

♪ Hey there Clark Gable treat me right ♪

♪ Hey there Clark Gable treat me right ♪

♪ Don't be so shy, you'll be a star ♪

♪ Don't be so shy, you'll be a star ♪

♪ I'll be your Vivian tonight ♪

♪ I'll be your Vivian tonight ♪

♪ So slap your dollars on the bar ♪

♪ Just slap your dollars on the bar ♪

♪ You like Hawaii, yes ♪

♪ You like Hawaii, yes a lot ♪

♪ He likes Hawaii ♪

♪ You like Hawaii, pal ♪

♪ So give old Vivian a shot ♪

- [Angelo] No, no, no you don't.

♪ Don'cha like Hawaii on a Friday night ♪

♪ It's (muffled) at the goodies and robust ♪

♪ Don'cha like Hawaii all ya sexy soldiers ♪

♪ We'll put the color in your socks ♪

- [Soldier] Hey, get him up!

♪ Hawaii, Hawaii ♪

♪ Come join us, come join us ♪

♪ Hawaii, Hawaii ♪

♪ You love thee ♪

♪ We love thee ♪

♪ Hawaii ♪

♪ Hawaii ♪

♪ For you love ♪

♪ For we love ♪

♪ Hawaii ♪

♪ Hawaii ♪

♪ Hey pretty Yankee GI Joe ♪

♪ Hey Mr. Roosevelt ♪

♪ Hey Mack ♪

- [Crowd] Whoo!

- It's Uncle Mack

♪ Welcome to paradise to go ♪

♪ Maybe you guys, you not go back ♪

♪ Don'cha like Hawaii ♪

♪ Don'cha like Hawaii ♪

♪ Don'cha like Hawaii ♪

- I don't think we've had the pleasure

- Robert E. Lee Prewitt, ma'am.

- U.S. Army, G Company, yeah.

- Well, if it isn't my Italian Stallion.

And it's not even payday, huh.

- Mrs. Kipfer, I could die before it's payday.

- Billy, why don't you introduce

Robert E. Lee Prewitt around.

(crowd talking)

- Well, I ain't lookin' for romance, don't worry.

- A princess, pretty, ain't she?

- [Robert] Hadn't noticed.

- Lorene. (snapping)

- My name's Lorene.

- Well I'm,

I'm sorry ma'am.

- What the hell you doin' turnin' her down, huh?

Usually takes three trips to get a hello outta that one.

- [Robert] Why, who is she?

- [Angelo] They call her the Princess.

Yeah, she's from the mainland.

She's got a house up in the Heights.

- How come you're not like the other soldiers?

One thing on your mind.

- Well how come you're not like the other prostitutes

huh, one thing on your mind?

- All right new boy, where'd you come from?

- Kentucky, Harlan County.

- Okay, tell me something about yourself.

- Well, I used to play the bugle, but I quit.

- Why?

- Well, 'cause I loved it.

And a man's gotta give up the things he loves,

'cause they'll make him weak or vulnerable.

You know a man can't be in the Army and be vulnerable.

- Well that's a dumb philosophy.

- (laughing) I got mine picked.

I'm like the midget who married the fat lady in the circus.

- What'da you mean, fat?

- Sandra, I was speakin' figuratively.

- Well try figuring this.

- (laughing) Jesus, Mary, mother of God!

Think I'm gonna need an all together different

plan of attack.

- [Robert] Come on, it's your turn.

- What?

- Well, you gotta tell me somethin' now.

- (laughing) The folks back home think that I'm a secretary

to a big shot in the Hawaii sugar trade.

- Yeah, and why ain't ya?

- Well that's none of your business, bugle boy.

- What's it gonna take to make you mine, huh?

- Something you ain't got, soldier,

it's called respectability.

- Hey buddy, ask if she'll take 10 bucks instead.

- That's off limits and you know it.

(dramatic music) (crowd talking excitedly)

♪ You got the monies, we got the ass ♪

♪ Between the two of us, we got potential ♪

♪ You got the money, so make a pass ♪

♪ We keep the business details confidential ♪

♪ Not essential ♪

♪ No one has to know ♪

♪ Good lovin' is never skin deep ♪

♪ I'm worth it, you won't wanna sleep ♪

♪ Good lovin' don't always come cheap ♪

♪ Honey put your money down ♪

♪ Then we'll really go to town ♪

- Hey Lorene, look, I'm sorry if I crossed the line.

♪ You got the money, the major bucks ♪

♪ Come on now baby let me rock that stallion ♪

♪ We got the saddle, you got the bucks ♪

♪ We got resources for your whole Italian ♪

(upbeat, jazzy music)

- Okay guys, let's clear this joint!

♪ You got the money, we got the ass ♪

♪ Between the two of us, we got potential ♪

♪ You're feelin' nervous, why that'll pass ♪

♪ We keep our business, (muffled) ♪

♪ And consensual ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Come on over, you're mine! ♪

(audience applauding)

- Ten hut, the right shoulder arms.

Right face.

Left forward, haul!

Okay, late you are.

You drill with full pack, move.

If Prewitt fight we want, then fight, you will.

Move it.

Get in line, shit sack.

Keep up.

Squad halt!

Left face.

Half step forward, all.

- You gotta fight, Prewitt.

- Squad on, all the arms.

Oh what is matter, gun too heavy for big tough guy, huh?

Present arms.

- Well, that sure ain't Army regulation lipstick

on your shirt there, soldier.

You wanna tell me where you spent the night?

- Ah-ha, you think fast one can over Galovitch pull, hm?

I am separating you two men together.

Maddox, Prewitt, move.

Right face.

Half step forward, haul.

Count 'em right, haul.

- Geez, hey, you gotta give in Prew,

there's no way you'll beat them.

They'll bust you and break you.

They need you to fight.

- It ain't gonna happen, Clark.

- It's a fatigue, not a vacation.

I got to tell already times too many.

(laughing)

- Oh you, why don't you take this job

and blow it out your fucking ass, huh?

- My fucking ass, I will take--

- [Dana] Stand down.

- Ten hut!

- What's going on?

- This Bolshevik, the talk back he's giving

to a non-commissioned officer.

- What is the matter with you, Prewitt?

- Sir.

- You know better than to talk back to a sergeant.

- I've never liked being pissed on,

no matter who's doing the pissin'.

- Well, you own Sergeant Galovitch an apology.

- No sir, if an apology's in order, I think it's owed to me.

Sergeant Galovitch just pissed all over

my perfectly clean floor.

- That's enough.

Sergeant Galovitch, get this man a full field pack.

Hike him up to Kolekole Pass, and when he gets back,

bring him to me.

- Yes, sir!

Move.

♪ Lorene, a pretty lil dame, Lorene ♪

♪ Keep thinking of Lorene ♪

♪ You wouldn't think that I could like her kind ♪

♪ But I don't mind ♪

♪ She volunteered like me, her calling set her free ♪

♪ Her guts and duty make me want-- ♪

- [Ike] Ten hut!

- I take it that you are now ready to apologize

to Sergeant Galovitch.

- Oh (panting), no sir, I'm not.

(labored breathing)

- Get this man out of my sight.

- Move!

- I always knew he'd be trouble.

Sergeant Warden, I want you to prepare special

court marshal papers for Prewitt.

Insubordination, and refusing the direct orders

of an officer.

- Yes, sir.

A special court martial would permanently

rule him out of a place on the boxing squad.

- And it'll be his loss!

Make it a summary then.

These Kentucky hard heads.

Rather let you kill them than admit that they're wrong.

What're you smiling at?

- I was just stuck sir but what

a beautiful woman Mrs. Holmes is.

- Well don't change the subject.

- I was only volunteering--

- Yeah well, I don't want volunteers.

I want real soldiers!

I'm promoting Bloom to corporal.

Yeah, he's the kind of man a regiment can rely on.

- Bloom ain't half the soldier Prewitt is.

- (laughing) Sergeant, when I want your opinion

on something, I'll ask for it.

That includes Bloom, and Prewitt, and my wife.

For god sake man, find out why Prewitt won't fight.

(slow, solemn music)

- Oh wee, yes sir, uh-huh, yep, she sure is a looker.

- [Milt] Jesus, Maggio, who's a looker?

- Come on man, you know, Mrs. Holmes.

And, she knows what it's for.

- And you would know?

- No, hell no, not, not me.

You gotta be at least corporal to make time with that one.

- Knock it off, will ya.

- Uh, Henderson, Stark, Flannigan, yeah, she's laid 'em all.

- Hm.

- Hell, everyone in the company knows it.

Hey even I know it, I've only been here long enough

to mop about a million floors.

- You don't know what the hell you're talkin' about Private,

now get out of here.

- Fine.

Just uh, don't come runnin' to me when it all gets messy.

(slow horns music)

♪ I've heard all I need to hear about her ♪

♪ The stories, who she knows and who she's seen ♪

♪ She's cold as hell, she's cookin' ♪

♪ She's set up shop, she's lookin' ♪

♪ She's up, she's down, or somewhere in between ♪

♪ Or just another lady past her prime ♪

♪ But I just see a woman ♪

♪ Marking time ♪

♪ I know what a risk I might be taking ♪

♪ Don't go there boy, you won't get back alive ♪

♪ She knows it all, she's learnin' ♪

♪ She's all cried out, she's burning ♪

♪ She's yours for life, or happy to take five ♪

♪ And what she's needing now sure ain't no crime ♪

♪ But I just see a woman ♪

♪ Marking time ♪

♪ I believe in what I want to, disregard the rest ♪

♪ She believes in holdin' on, hopin' for the best ♪

♪ I wouldn't waste my time but she has somethin' ♪

♪ Brings out the best and worst in any man ♪

♪ She's here and now, she's dated ♪

♪ Been beaten, celebrated ♪

♪ She's taking comfort anyplace she can ♪

♪ She's untouchable, a princess, she's a whore ♪

♪ And I don't need these stories anymore ♪

♪ And I don't need these stories ♪

- You know, they say there's a great big

old war on somewhere.

- [Angelo] Oh, you could read me my letter

from home again. - Jesus, Prewitt.

- Yeah, right. - What?

What, after I open my goddamn mouth to that

goofball Galovitch, head down, nose clean,

mouth shut self to myself, that was the plan.

- Hey, you wanna play cards, that'll cheer you up.

- No, just leave me alone, Angelo.

I just wanna write my song.

(guitar strumming)

- So, he plays the guitar as well, huh?

- I'm from Kentucky,

you're born with the chords inside of ya.

- Okay, nice, yeah.

And what do you got?

Oh boys, oh man we got some pussy pics for ya.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

You're lookin' at the love of my life.

My sister is 15 years of age, may God protect her

from guys like you.

- You know that, that is one hot shot piece of ass.

- Hey Plucheck--

- Wha'dya say, man?

That's my sister.

- Oh relax, geez.

See I don't screw Guinea girls anyway.

(soldiers laughing)

- Oh, oh, that makes sense,

coming from a bonafide queer like yourself.

- [Soldiers] Oh, oh, oh.

- Oh, are you callin' me a queer?

- Correction, Jew queer, with a big fuckin' brown nose.

- I'm gonna fuckin' kill you, wop.

- No, let me, boys. - Prewitt!

- Not if I kill you first.

(soldiers yelling)

♪ What do I got, well I got free will ♪

♪ So they won't get a lick from me ♪

♪ Til I make my own choice ♪

♪ Find my own voice, and I'll do it right ♪

♪ They wanna put this boy in their ring ♪

♪ A little pain and blood is their thing ♪

♪ Well listen here bud, you won't get my blood ♪

♪ Ain't gonna fight that fight ♪

♪ It's a long road ♪

♪ And I won't be walking their line ♪

♪ I won't fight their fight ♪

♪ But you bet that I'm gonna fight mine ♪

♪ And I won't fall ♪

♪ For either their truth or their lies ♪

♪ A man's on his own, whichever condition applies ♪

♪ A man's on his own til he dies ♪

- Galovitch!

♪ I quit the bugling no big deal ♪

♪ So don't you tell me how that should feel ♪

♪ Just cut me some slack ♪

♪ Get off of my back ♪

♪ And let me fight that fight ♪

♪ Is life nothing more ♪

♪ There ain't no ideals on this ride ♪

♪ Just show me the underdog, I'm gonna be on their side ♪

♪ And this ain't no war ♪

♪ Well leastwise it isn't so far ♪

♪ We're looking for love ♪

♪ But only to find who we are ♪

♪ Might as well reach for a star ♪

♪ And yet the hardest man on earth ♪

♪ And yet the hardest man on earth ♪

♪ Knows what a woman's touch is worth ♪

♪ I turn on the light ♪

♪ And maybe there's somebody there ♪

♪ I'm not alone knowing ♪

♪ That no one has returned to care ♪

♪ Fighting the fight ♪

♪ Stating my case, singing my song ♪

♪ And no me around me I'm caught up but I don't belong ♪

♪ And nobody knows what's gone wrong ♪

♪ A man's on his own whatever delusion applies ♪

♪ A man's on his own til he dies ♪

(audience applauding)

(somber music)

- So, you kids think you're ready for a fight.

Well, lucky for you, that war,

it's not gonna stay away forever.

So we'll find out, soon enough.

That includes you, Private Prewitt.

Now get this goddamn mess cleaned up.

- Well, thanks for your help back there, huh.

Great to have you fightin' in my corner.

- Look, Angelo, I, I can't--

- You can't what?

- All right listen, look, a friend of mine,

back when I allowed myself friends,

Dixie Wells, is a middleweight, boxer.

Anyway, I was set flat on my feet

and I caught Dixie with a solid cross

and from the way he fell, I knew it.

It was like a dead weight, like a sack of coal

dropped in the shaft.

- What, you killed him?

- No, no, he was in a coma for weeks.

He woke up.

The only was, he was blind.

- Prewitt, he was a fighter, that was his choice.

- Well man, if you ever seen tears roll out of a man's eyes

who can no longer see.

- And the same could've happened to you.

Now why do you need to go around

beatin' yourself up about it?

- When my mom died, I was 11 years old.

And she made me make a promise on her death bed.

Now that's the most sacred promise of all.

She said, "Promise me son, you won't ever hurt nobody

"unless it's an absolute must, unless you just have to."

Now I broke that promise with Dixie Wells.

I ain't never gonna break it again.

- Okay.

♪ A man's on his own, whatever illusion applies ♪

♪ A man's on his own ♪

♪ Til he dies ♪

(slow, sorrowful music)

- You came.

- [Milt] I said I would.

- I expect you say a lot of things.

- [Milt] Huh.

- It's a little early for that, isn't it?

- Been one of those days.

You know, you really had me.

- What?

- You had me fooled.

You reeled me right in like some kind of siren.

- What are you talking about, Milt?

- To think some part of me was falling for you.

Not like other women, I thought.

Can you believe that?

Like a kid again, I was.

- And what changed that?

- Just something one of my men said.

- What did he say?

- That you've screwed them all.

That they've all had ya.

- Oh.

- So this, oh it's just par for the course

for you, isn't it?

- Oh sure--

- You don't have to say a thing.

I was the one who got it wrong.

But I got to admit, you got the whole fragile

damaged thing down to a fine art.

- [Karen] A fine art!

- [Milt] Oh you're leaving.

- Why stay?

I was hoping for something easy and honest.

If I wanted something bitter and hard

I woulda stayed at home!

- I'm sorry to disappoint you!

- Oh, you know what?

(sighing) No.

- No?

- No, you want the truth?

- Sure!

- You're right, I've slept with them all.

- Just like the man said.

- And while we're here, let's answer all your questions,

the ones you don't ask, but I can see in your eyes.

- Why not?

- My scar, a hysterectomy, thanks to gonorrhea.

Gonorrhea, can you believe that, the clap.

Oh but not from some quick dalliance

at an embassy ball, Milt.

Not from some filthy backstreet triste

with an over-eager private.

No, I got it when I was young,

and faithful, and stupid.

From my beloved husband, the noble Captain Dana Holmes.

Straight from one of his good time girls to me.

- Wait, he gave you--

- So yes, since then, I've slept with other men.

Maybe because, when you've been betrayed,

and they've torn out your insides with a scalpel.

When they've taken away your purpose,

you feel so damned empty, so hungry for something.

Love, or something to fill that gap.

Oh, you men, you big fighting men,

you can do as you please.

But us women, well we just have to shut up

and take whatever's left over.

- No, now wait, wait a minute.

- Oh what is it, Milt?

- You didn't deserve that, none of it.

You didn't deserve that.

- Oh.

- (sighing) Oh this was easier three minutes ago

when you were just a whore.

(audience laughing)

- This was easier three minutes ago

when you were just a shit.

- (laughing) Oh that bastard, that goddamn lousy bastard,

I, (sighing).

- He'll be at the officer's club tonight.

Which means, I don't have to be home until tomorrow.

- You brought your swimsuit, didn't you?

- You know I clean forgot it.

(light calypso music)

- Get off, come on.

Get off.

Lorene?

- Hello, dear.

- You got a minute?

- Not really honey, I,

it's you, my Kentucky bugle boy.

- Yeah (laughing) I uh, it's stupid, I wrote you a song.

- Hey Lorene.

- Give me a minute.

I uh, I can't talk right now.

Why don't you come back when things are quieter?

I got three or four ahead of you.

- Jesus Christ.

God, this is why, see, I knew it.

And the moment you open yourself up

just a teeny tiny bit, bam, you're vulnerable again.

- There are other girls, you know.

- Yeah, I know there are other girls.

- [Woman] Lorene.

- My plan is to clean up and get out.

Go home with enough cash to choke a steer

and find a man, a respectable man,

who will find me as a respectable wife

to keep a respectable home and raise respectable children.

And I'll be happy.

Because when you're respectable, you're safe.

- Okay, well good luck with that.

♪ There's a cool wind a blowin' ♪

♪ I can feel it on my skin ♪

♪ You really should be goin' ♪

♪ You see I cannot take you in ♪

♪ Run along Joe, make your escape ♪

♪ I ain't worth rememberin' ♪

♪ Run along Joe, open the door and break free ♪

♪ This shouldn't have happened ♪

♪ God knows I was careful ♪

♪ But somehow you broke through ♪

♪ So run along Joe, before I change my mind ♪

♪ Before I change my mind ♪

♪ There's a warm wind a blowin' ♪

♪ I can feel it in my heart ♪

♪ You really should be goin' ♪

♪ You know we have to be apart ♪

♪ Run along Joe, make your excuse ♪

♪ I swear I won't be hurt ♪

♪ Run along Joe, open the door and break free ♪

♪ This needn't have happened ♪

♪ I knew how to play it ♪

♪ I didn't count on you ♪

♪ So run along Joe, before I change my mind ♪

♪ Before I change my mind ♪

♪ I told myself just one more easy season ♪

♪ When all I have to think about is me ♪

♪ But now I'm prayin' that you might ♪

♪ Stay one more night, but only one ♪

♪ Please, only one ♪

(dramatic orchestral music)

♪ Run along Joe, make your way home ♪

♪ Wrong place, wrong girl, wrong guy ♪

♪ Run along Joe, open the door and break free ♪

♪ This shouldn't have happened ♪

♪ God knows I was careful ♪

♪ But somehow you broke through ♪

♪ So run along Joe, before I make you mine ♪

♪ Before I make you mine ♪

(audience applauding)

(crickets chirping)

- [Angelo] Halt, who goes there?

- Uh, friend.

- [Angelo] Advance friend, and be--

- Ah you fuck. (Angelo laughing)

- Ha-ha-ha, got you.

Aw, what happened, huh?

Did Mrs. Kipfer's close early?

Did you see Lorene?

- Ah, don't ask.

- Uh, women, huh, can't live with 'em, can't kill 'em.

(audience laughing)

- So you wanna go back to base son, play some cards?

- Nah, I, I ain't got any dough.

Got into a drinking competition with the Navy guys.

- [Robert] Ah, no shit.

- Uh yeah, but cards ain't the only way

to make a little bit of money.

(laughing) Come on, man.

- Ah, where are we goin'?

- We're gonna roll some queers of course.

- Role some qu, Jesus Chirst Angelo,

what do you take me for, I ain't queer.

- You don't gotta be queer to roll the queer, dummy.

Half the guys at the G company

go down to Waikiki Tavern after a bad night of cards.

The queer guys are happy to pay for the company of

a couple of good lookin' fellas like ourselves.

Just gotta show 'em a little bit of love

and it's easy pickin's.

- No man, I don't need the money that bad.

- (laughing) Yeah, yeah you do.

You wanna spend more than one night with Lorene,

you're gonna need some serious money.

So, you just be your usual charming self

and uh, I'll do the dirty work.

(light jazz music)

♪ I got the money, you got the ass ♪

♪ Between the two of us, we got potential ♪

♪ I got the money, so make a pass ♪

♪ I keep the business details confidential ♪

♪ Not essential ♪

♪ No one has to know ♪

- Angelo, this place is disgusting.

- (laughing) Man up, soldier.

- No man, I aint' droppin' my pants for nobody.

- No one's askin' you too, all right, just watch me.

All you gotta do is talk sweet, act fancy,

maybe a few extras, and we'll walk away

with a wallet full of dough.

Tommy.

- Oh, there he is.

- This is my friend Prewitt that I been tellin' you about.

Prew, this is Tommy.

And this, this, this is the queen bee herself, Hal.

- (laughing) Oh come on, you dear, sit down.

I hear you have an inquiring mind.

It reaffirms my somewhat threadbare faith in the human race.

All you need now is a proper direction.

- I don't need no direction.

I make up my own mind, about everything.

- Listen, whose date is he anyway, yours or mine?

- Tommy's the one I told you about was Bloom's girlfriend.

- Everybody makes mistakes.

- Bloom's dating Flora now.

You see that big sailor boy?

- Oh my god.

Hey Bloom, so much for pussy pictures, huh?

- [Angelo] Hey, hey, watch it man.

- Fuckin' A.

Piece of fucking shit.

- So, what about you, huh?

None of your relations with the fairer sex

ever walk that fine line between love and hate?

Bliss and despair?

- Don't know what the hell you're talkin' about.

- (laughing) Oh my poor child, you're in love now,

I can see it.

And it's eating you up.

Does she know how you feel?

- Yes.

She gave me the blow-off,

doesn't wanna get hurt, or somethin'.

- Well, she obviously loves you too.

You're as bad as each other.

- Well it ain't nobody's business.

- But it is.

Look, we're all in the business of love.

- And it always ends tragically.

- I didn't ask for anybody's opinion.

'Specially from a bunch of queers.

- Well that's a harsh word to use, handsome.

- Let's just go-- - No.

- I just wanna go. (siren blaring)

- Ah crap, is that the cops?

- It must be a tip off.

They usually leave us alone for christ sake.

Get out of here, soldier.

- I ain't got nothin' to be ashamed of.

- Yes you have, they catch us together,

we're all going down.

- Well now go, you want the stockade?

(buzzing)

- Angelo, where the hell you go?

- [Angelo] Over here, did you get the money?

- Course I didn't get the money.

- Ah, damn city police.

Can't a man do anything--

- Hey Angelo, keep your voice down.

This place is crawling with MPs.

- The damn military police, can't a man do anything--

- [Robert] Sh, sh, sh, sh.

- I don't give a fuck.

I don't give a single goddamn frazzle-assed fuck.

- That's good, pull your fuckin' pants up.

- [Angelo] Yeah, screw all, I ain't yellow.

- Your pants, come on.

- [Officer] Freeze!

- All right, yeah, you got that right mister,

I'm freezin' my ass off over here.

- Well, well, well, look a here.

Joker in the pack, huh?

Come on.

- [Angelo] Hey, hey, hey.

Hey!

- [Officer] Come and help me with this mad man.

- [Officer] Well the other one'll get away.

- Oh well, let him.

- Well ya, you think two of you's enough, huh?

Ah, you brought your friends.

Prewitt?

- [Officer] No you don't, you shit.

Get him up.

- Come on!

- [Officer] Pick him up.

- This is gonna be fun. - Hold it.

♪ It's a long fall, it ain't easy holding their line ♪

♪ I won't fight their fight ♪

♪ Never thought that I wouldn't fight mine ♪

♪ They make you crawl ♪

♪ You're all that they love to despise ♪

♪ A man's on his own, until that condition applies ♪

♪ A man's on his own til he dies ♪

(Angelo crying out)

(drumming music)

(waves crashing_

- What are you doing?

- Fixing you in my mind for eternity.

- To hell with eternity.

- Yeah but one day you'll be back on the mainland.

You'll pretend that none of this ever happened.

- Why would I do that?

This is the only thing that's real to me now.

More than anything else on this damn island,

more than the Army, more than America.

- It was the Army that brought us together.

- And it's the Army that could drive us apart.

- Well like you said, to hell with eternity.

(both laughing)

♪ Alo-aloha-aloha, from Waikiki ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-aloha, from Waikiki ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-aloha, from Waikiki ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-Aloha ♪

♪ There are moments in a lifetime ♪

♪ Very sudden, very few ♪

♪ When your life's laid out before you ♪

♪ Reaching far into the blue ♪

♪ Don't look back, that part is over ♪

♪ And tomorrow's crazy too ♪

♪ And our world is much more than America ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-aloha, from Waikiki ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-Aloha ♪

♪ I could stay wrapped up forever ♪

♪ In my safe and cozy shell ♪

♪ Never venture over borders ♪

♪ Never risk another's hell ♪

♪ But it's hard to be a stranger ♪

♪ On the crowded carousels ♪

♪ When your home is much more than America ♪

♪ More than America ♪

♪ God bless America ♪

♪ But it's far away ♪

♪ It's a lifetime away ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-aloha, from Waikiki ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-aloha, from Waikiki ♪

♪ I had my game plan sorted ♪

♪ I ran the show my way ♪

♪ No emotional distraction ♪

♪ That is until today ♪

♪ Who would think we'd find an answer ♪

♪ On an island far away ♪

♪ Where we found we need more than America ♪

♪ More than America ♪

♪ More than America ♪

♪ It's so far away ♪

♪ It's a lifetime away ♪

♪ More than America ♪

♪ More than America ♪

♪ It's so far away ♪

♪ It's a lifetime away ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-aloha, from Waikiki ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-aloha, from Waikiki ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-aloha, from Waikiki ♪

♪ Alo-aloha-Aloha ♪

♪ More than America ♪

♪ More than America ♪

♪ It's so far away ♪

♪ It's a lifetime away ♪

(audience applauding)

(upbeat orchestral music)

- Hey Coon Rapids, Minnesota.

- I done nearly half my quota of my service to the flag.

- [Soldiers] And FDR.

- Yes, sir!

- I fixed switch tanks and cookers,

screwed more boilerplates than hookers,

fought a war and revolution in the bar.

- [Soldiers] Mine's a beer.

- Hey there Flagstaff--

- [Both] Arizona.

- I was pond life, misfit loner,

til I signed up for this mighty--

- [Soldiers] Combat crew, that's us.

- I got buddies I'd lie for, at a push would even die for,

but you ain't pushin' me I'm pushin' you.

♪ I wanted out, I wanted out. ♪

♪ Wanted nothing anymore ♪

♪ In the boonies where I knew I'd never win. ♪

♪ I wanted out, I wanted out ♪

♪ And the only light I saw ♪

♪ Was the Army and I knew I wanted in ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ Hey there Mobile, Alabama. ♪

♪ I done seen the panorama of the Army ♪

♪ And it ain't no piece of ass. ♪

♪ I got true fatigue (muffled) ♪

♪ Ain't no pussy up my alley ♪

♪ I need all my life to be a three day pass ♪

♪ Hey now Ethel, Mississippi ♪

♪ Well, the man said take my tip, ♪

♪ He said the Army made you manly, so I signed ♪

♪ Big mistake ♪

♪ Where there's platitude, there's liar ♪

♪ Where there's smoke, there's always fire ♪

♪ And I'm chokin' 'cause they don't respect my kind ♪

♪ One thing, one thing I want ♪

♪ And she'll see me all right ♪

♪ Is a shack-up waiting on the edge of town ♪

♪ I want her now ♪

♪ But I'll settle for tonight ♪

♪ Golden body and the sight that's goin' down ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ Hey there Oklahoma City ♪

♪ Yeah the sticks was pretty shitty ♪

♪ So it didn't take too much for me to sign ♪

♪ But if this is all they muster ♪

♪ They can give it back to Custer ♪

♪ If I'd listen to my mama I'd be fine ♪

♪ Mama ♪

♪ Hey there Kansas City, Kansas ♪

♪ Well don't you bastards know a man's ♪

♪ As good as company he keeps and nothin' more ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, that's right ♪

♪ But I'm keeping it with loser, fakers ♪

♪ Takers, cheaters, cruisers ♪

♪ And it's getting far too dark to find the door ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ So the Army's my family ♪

♪ It feeds me, keeps me well ♪

♪ And the life outside was sure a living hell ♪

♪ So give me my orders, sergeant ♪

♪ Just don't give me a plan ♪

♪ You got your volunteer ♪

♪ Got my name and number ♪

♪ I'm your man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ 30 year man ♪

♪ There's no one out there that I miss ♪

♪ No one cares that I exist ♪

♪ Best thing I did was enlist ♪

♪ For 30 years ♪

(audience applauding)

- So this is a regular occurrence, right?

Hauling everybody in, blowin' smoke up their ass.

- I never been hauled in for bein' a queer before.

- [Ike] Quiet.

- I never been with a queer in my whole life.

I don't wanna go to jail.

- Hell if they threw all the queers into jail,

the Army'd have to declare a holiday.

- So why now, huh, what's different?

- The only thing I can see different around here is you.

Maybe you upset someone, disturbed the natural order,

as it were.

- Who did I upset, huh, what did I do?

- All I'm sayin' is, I don't see Bloom anywhere, do you?

- Hey, Maggio.

- Ah looky here, it's a regular G Company convention.

Who's brought the beer?

- Let's cut the crap, prisoner.

- [Man] Private Maggio.

- Maggio, you all right?

- They ain't takin' any chances with him gettin' away.

- It's my fault.

I shoulda stopped him goin' off of the deep end.

- Yeah, maybe you should have.

- Hey, when the Guinea goes off,

there ain't no stoppin' him.

- Ah, the mouth on the guy.

- I coulda stopped him.

- Best thing to do is clam up, know nothin',

and recognize nobody.

- Hold up, soldier.

- Hey Maggio, what happened in there, huh?

- Now the voice sounds familiar,

but I can't seem to place the face.

At least I couldn't when I needed it.

- Look, Angelo,--

- Oh at, at ease Private,

no one else woulda done nothin' either.

Ah!

I got the stockade.

- You don't shut your hole, we'll be puttin' you

in the hole, wop.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You can kill me but you can't eat me.

- You got 90 days, you want a hundred?

Move him out.

- [Man] Private Prewitt.

- [Ike] Move.

(light, high-pitched piano music)

- Are you a practicing homosexual?

- Sir, no sir.

- Have you ever frequented the Waikiki Tavern?

- No sir.

- Oh come on Private, help us out here.

We're trying to protect you from these people.

Is this man a queer?

- It's hard to tell, sir.

Last I checked, queer guys look the same on the outside.

Two eyes, two ears.

- Don't get smart, soldier.

Do you know this man?

Hey!

Now remember our agreement, for every soldier

you finger, pardon the entendre,

you get time knocked off your crime.

For everyone you don't, time added on.

- I've never seen him before in my life.

- All right, Private, dismissed.

- Sir, I was at the Waikiki Tavern, sir.

- Oh, you were?

- And I can confirm this is not the man you're looking for.

- It's not?

- No, was some other guys doin' the rolling,

gettin' rolled, sir.

- All right Private, get the hell outta here.

- Private Clark!

- It's all right Clark,

they're just trying to protect us, is all.

(gentle piano music)

♪ And yet the hardest man on earth ♪

♪ Knows what a woman's touch is worth ♪

- Hardest or dumbest?

- This ain't a duet.

- Is anything a duet with you Kentucky boy,

or do you only play solos?

- Sh, sh, sh,

♪ I turn on the li-- ♪

- How'd you find out where I lived?

Mrs. Kipfer.

This is a hell of a way from the base.

- I was up in the Heights, I was just passin'.

- You were up in the Heights, just passing.

With your guitar?

- Uh, na, no.

Had to go back to base, pick up my guitar,

come back up to the Heights.

So I could be just passing.

- Oh, I see.

You were just passing.

- Yeah.

- I could have you arrested for harassment.

- A guy can't catch a break?

Arrested this morning for rolling queers,

now for harassing broads.

- You were arrested for rolling queers?

- Mistaken identity.

- So it's true, every well-bred Kentucky boy

can play the guitar.

- Well, it's so you can learn the songs,

the type of songs that make you realize

the whole pain of living might not be completely pointless.

- Well you're a funny one.

- What about you?

- What do you mean, what about me?

- Well where are you from?

- Oregon, I was a waitress in a drug store.

- Mm, what happened?

- Same old story, no new twists.

My beau was from one of the richest families in town

and then he married the girl his parents

thought was appropriate for his position

and that girl wasn't me.

What are you doing here, Prew?

Why did you come?

- I've had a really rough day.

My pal Maggio--

- I didn't think you had any pals.

- Well that was the system.

Now it's all shot to hell.

Come on.

- (laughing) I'm gonna be late for work.

House key, you should stay, wait for me.

I'll be back around four you,

you can make love to me when I get home.

- (laughing) Oh so n, not lay, not screw, not fuck,

make love to?

- Well I'm sorry, that word too uncomfortable is it?

Well here's a fuck then, fuck you.

- Hey, no, no Lorene, wait, wait, come on,

come on, come on, you know,

you know I'm, about you, right?

- No, what are you about me, Prew?

- Well I'm, you know.

Wait, um.

(guitar strumming)

No, um.

(light guitar strumming)

♪ I'm about you right now ♪

♪ You came into my life ♪

♪ Where I want you to be ♪

♪ But then you don't really know ♪

♪ Where our story will go ♪

♪ Or very much about me ♪

(laughing)

♪ Ain't no time on our side ♪

♪ I ain't moving too fast ♪

♪ Ain't no need to decide just how long we can last ♪

♪ A year, maybe two, who can say ♪

♪ So love me forever, today ♪

♪ Yes, I could fall in love, but that's not enough ♪

♪ When my world is to change ♪

♪ When all the shadows have gone ♪

♪ And my life has moved on ♪

♪ It would be stranger than strange ♪

♪ Were you still on my mind ♪

♪ Were you still in my bed ♪

♪ I should leave you behind ♪

♪ Should be looking ahead ♪

♪ If I'm to survive come what may ♪

♪ Then love me forever today ♪

♪ Love, we long for love ♪

♪ Life gets in the way ♪

♪ And you, you are the best ♪

♪ For now, forget the rest ♪

♪ We're all we have and so ♪

♪ Love me forever today ♪

Come on, huh?

♪ Oh the road I went down had its glamorous side ♪

♪ But it wasn't so smart ♪

♪ If you do what I do ♪

♪ Then it's hard to stay true ♪

♪ And it's hardened my heart ♪

♪ And the one thing I've learned ♪

♪ From the games that I've played ♪

♪ Is when love is returned there's a price to be paid ♪

♪ And it's love that makes me walk away ♪

♪ So love me forever, today ♪

- Oh come, come on, no, no, no, don't go to work.

- I have to.

- Yeah, hm.

♪ I would marry you now ♪

♪ But you turned me down flat ♪

♪ You want a husband and kids ♪

♪ Well I'm offering that ♪

♪ Just kiss me, love, honor, obey ♪

♪ And love me forever, today ♪

♪ Love me long for life ♪

♪ But life gets in the way ♪

♪ And you, you are the best ♪

♪ For now, forget the rest ♪

♪ We're all we have and so ♪

♪ Love me forever, today ♪

- No, whoa, whoa, no, wait, wait, wait.

(Lorene laughing)

Come on, come on, come over here.

One, two, three.

- Whoa-ho, hold my hand.

- It's a solo.

(Lorene laughing)

Oop, right there.

One, two, through it

♪ Love me long for life ♪

♪ But life gets in the way ♪

♪ And you, you are the best ♪

♪ So yeah, forget the rest ♪

♪ We're all we have and so ♪

♪ Love me forever today ♪

- No, come here.

♪ Love me forever today ♪

(audience applauding)

- [Fatso] Lock down!

(chains rattling)

(deep, bouncy music)

♪ You know I've always loved the Army ♪

♪ And all my buddies love it too ♪

♪ I don't love the Army when I ain't allowed to soldier ♪

♪ Just another greasy wop to screw ♪

♪ I'd rather do shit than be shit on ♪

♪ I'd rather break out than break rocks ♪

♪ But physical's easy to manage ♪

♪ A beatin' ain't the worst day on the pucks. ♪

♪ Never to no stipes yet for my pains ♪

♪ If I had a hammer but no chains ♪

♪ I'd be bustin' balls and backs and brains ♪

- [Fatso] Swing that hammer, greaseball.

♪ I love the Army ♪

♪ But it don't give me a break ♪

♪ I love the Army ♪

♪ But there's only so much I can take ♪

♪ Didn't join the Army to feel free ♪

♪ But I didn't ask for third degree ♪

♪ What's the Army ever done for me ♪

♪ You know I've always loved my country ♪

♪ Like any lousy immigrant would ♪

♪ I got democratic rights it says somewhere ♪

♪ Yeah but right now that don't do me no good ♪

♪ Who wants to be a goddamn citizen ♪

♪ Who needs a job or wants a vote ♪

♪ Nothing's gonna make a dime of difference, nah-uh ♪

♪ No one's gonna help keep you afloat ♪

♪ So how'd I end up in the trash today ♪

♪ If I'm so important like they say ♪

♪ I just don't get the U.S.A. ♪

- I'm warnin' you, Guinea nigger.

You wanna go back to spaghetti land?

♪ Huh, I love my country ♪

♪ But I'm planning to bloke ♪

♪ I love my country ♪

♪ Ha-ha, see you down in Mexico ♪

♪ Any place I am I guarantee ♪

♪ I'm always gonna be a refugee ♪

♪ What's my country ever done for me ♪

- Pick it up, punk, or I'll put you in the hole.

And then you'll wish you'd died and gone to hell.

♪ You know, I've always had religion ♪

♪ At least the kind they gave me as a kid ♪

♪ That's the kind of rock I wouldn't mind salutin' ♪

♪ Yeah but somehow down the line, I never did ♪

♪ Who got this memory seems to believe in ♪

♪ Just like not believe in anything at all ♪

♪ But I ain't no suicide contender, nah-ah ♪

♪ No you'll never have this poor boy to the wall ♪

♪ Even if I can't fight back and win ♪

♪ Well I can stand up for the shape I'm in ♪

♪ Takin' pride in losin' ain't no sin ♪

- Now, I swear, I'm gonna beat you so hard

your little guinea sister's gonna be cryin' in shame.

♪ I love religion ♪

♪ God come and take me away ♪

♪ I love religion ♪

♪ It's always no and go pray ♪

♪ Only in this hell hole could I see ♪

♪ Heaven's not the place I wanna be ♪

♪ What's God ever done for me ♪

- [Fatso] What in God's name?

- Why'd they call you Fatso anyway, huh?

Can't be 'cause of the width of your dick.

(audience laughing)

- Um, five days in the hole, wop.

- Bite me.

- [Fatso] Make that 10.

♪ I love the Army ♪

♪ I hate the Army ♪

♪ Fuck the Army ♪

♪ What's it ever done for me ♪

(chains rattling)

(audience applauding)

(Milt and Karen laughing)

- Oh dammit Milt, I've never felt so miserable in my life

as I have since I met you.

- Well neither have I, and I wouldn't trade a minute of it.

- I have to go.

We have to stop.

- Why?

- What's the point?

Every time I see you, it gets harder to leave.

And for what?

Unless we can be together,

and we can't be together on this island.

- I'm an enlisted man, moving's out of the question.

- Unless you, you could apply for an officer's commission.

- An officer's commission?

- You'd be transferred to the mainland.

I could go with you.

- So we could end up like you and him?

- Yeah, so we could get married

and live unhappily ever after.

- You know an officer is a symbol of everything I hate,

that I've ever stood against.

- And that's why I'm not asking you.

- Okay.

- Except that I am.

I'm sorry, I am asking you, Milt.

- Well the answer's no!

- Will you be here when I get back from work?

- You not saved up enough dough to quit yet?

- Of course I haven't, because when I have

I'm getting off the island, remember?

- Oh, yeah, your plan.

Clean up, get back to Oregon,

marry a respectable man, yeah, I remember.

- [Lorene] Yeah.

- Yeah.

♪ I quit takin' orders from the GQ ♪

♪ Where there ain't no understandin' of my point of view ♪

♪ I struck like a rooster to the heart of town ♪

♪ But my sense of direction done let me down ♪

♪ I got the ain't who I wanna be ♪

♪ Ain't where I wanna be blues ♪

♪ I move in the shadows where the goons don't go ♪

♪ Keep my hands to myself, my profile low ♪

♪ Amidst higher class but I came unstuck ♪

♪ A fish outta water I'm a stone dead duck ♪

♪ I got the ain't who I wanna be ♪

♪ Ain't where I wanna be blues ♪

♪ And where were the women in this grand design ♪

♪ They never rolled down the assembly line ♪

♪ A hot kitchen mama but her grits were cold ♪

♪ I ain't reenlisting for a pot of gold ♪

♪ Well I've been walkin' all slowly down a gravel track ♪

♪ My past and my future in a gunny sack ♪

♪ A man's ambition is a losing game ♪

♪ A five card trick and a crying shame ♪

♪ I got the ain't who I wanna be ♪

♪ Ain't where I wanna be blues ♪

(harmonic music)

♪ And where were the women in this grand design ♪

♪ They never rolled down the assembly line ♪

♪ A hot kitchen mama but her grits were cold ♪

♪ I ain't reenlisting for a pot of gold ♪

♪ I been walkin' all slowly down a gravel track ♪

♪ My past and my future in a gunny sack ♪

♪ A man's ambition is a losing game ♪

♪ A five card trick and a crying shame ♪

♪ I got the ain't who I wanna be ♪

♪ Ain't where I wanna be blues ♪

♪ I got the ain't who I wanna be ♪

♪ Ain't where I wanna be blues ♪

♪ I got the ain't who I wanna be ♪

♪ Ain't where I wanna be blues ♪

(audience applauding)

- [Milt] Halt!

Who goes there?

- [Robert] Uh, uh friend.

- Advance friend, and be recognized.

- [Robert] All right.

- [Milt] Halt, rest, at ease, quiet, fall out.

- What the hell is this?

- [Milt] Who goes there?

- Private Prewitt, Company, no, G Company, Prewitt.

- [Milt] Advance Private Prewitt, and be executed.

(laughing)

- Ah, ah, screw you, Warden.

- Here, I've seen the way

you've taken a beating from the squad.

- Uh.

- All 'cause you won't do the bidding

of Captain Dynamite Holmes.

- Yeah well, it's every man's right not to fight.

- Bullshit!

We're livin' in a world that's blowin' itself to hell.

As fast as 500 million people can arrange it.

This ain't no paradise, Prewitt.

This is the goddamn Army.

Man's right not to fight, fuck that.

You're a soldier, you ain't got no rights.

The sooner you learn that,

the sooner you can be like me.

- Yeah, 'cause you look really happy.

- I hear you've gone dippy on some snooty whore

at Mrs. Kipfer's.

- Here you got yourself someone closer to home.

That's one hell of a roulette game you're playing, Top.

- Don't push it, kid.

So, what's the problem?

- Well, I can't give her what she wants.

- What does she want?

- (sighing) A future.

Respectability, a good man.

- Shit.

Well that'd be fine and dandy bar your propensity

to fuck up all the time.

- What does yours want?

- For me to betray everything I ever stood for,

and become a goddamn officer.

- Shit.

So uh, so what do we do, huh?

- Well it looks like the goddamn universe

wants me to be an officer.

And wants you to be an honest soldier,

who follow orders.

- Oh you mean get back in the ring, don't you?

Like they all want me to do.

I can't do that.

- [Milt] Why not?

- 'Cause I made a deathbed promise.

(Milt laughing)

Hey, that's a serious thing!

- Whoa.

- I promised my mom.

- Promised her what?

- She said that I wasn't to hurt nobody

unless it was absolutely necessary.

Huh?

That's why I can't fight.

- Oh you dumb shit.

She did't mean don't fight ever,

she just meant don't fight stupid,

don't fight for no reason, only fight for what's right.

- Is that what she meant?

(audience laughing)

- You see, they feel things.

They see things differently to us.

- Women, don't I know it.

- And, as much as we hate to admit it,

God knows, they're usually right.

Look at us in the middle of this crummy road.

What if a truck were to come and run us over?

- Well we'd be dead.

- And nobody would give a damn,

- Aw, come on, come on Warden.

Come on Wardy Wooperdee.

(Milt laughing) Come on, let's get you

back to base, come on.

- No, I ain't movin'. (laughing)

Wardy Wooperdee. (laughing)

(audience laughing)

- Well then, then neither am I.

Private Prewitt will never desert a friend in need again.

I'm with you until the bitter end.

- Well goodbye, Prewitt.

- Well goodbye, Warden.

- And I just want you to know, I never had a better friend.

How fucked up is that?

- Hey Sergeant Warden, I, I could play you something, huh?

You got any requests?

- Yeah, I got a request,

it's called take that damn guitar and shove it up your ass.

- [Soldier] Come on!

- Look at me boss. (soldiers talking excitedly)

Look at me!

Hey Prewitt, you're going down, motherfucker.

You're gonna get fucked now.

♪ We got the ring ♪

♪ We got the gloves ♪

♪ We got the guys for the fight tonight ♪

(soldiers talking and cheering)

♪ It's one sure thing, a soldier loves ♪

♪ We'll get a rise at the fight tonight ♪

- Hey Prew, what're you getting all dressed up for?

- You suckin' up or kissin' ass?

♪ We love the smoke and sweat, smoke and sweat ♪

♪ We love the crazy, the crazy ♪

♪ The read tape will get ♪

♪ At the fight tonight ♪

- [Clark] You gettin' ready for the firing squad?

- Kinda, I'm off to see Holmes

about gettin' back in the ring.

♪ Don't mind no shit, no gore ♪

♪ Shit, no gore, it'll be on the floor ♪

♪ It's what we come here for ♪

♪ At the fight ♪

- So, the hot shot fighter's gonna stop bein' yellow

and get in the ring, huh?

- Oh is that what you're doin', Prew?

- Ah, we'll see.

- Oh yeah are ya, are you sure you're ready?

'Cause look, I heard about what happened

to your friend, Dixie Wells.

Look you know, I get it, I do.

But shit like that, oh it happens in this game.

- Oh you think you get it, do you?

- Well look, yeah, I know he was your friend.

- Yeah, he was my friend, he was a real friend.

Fuckin' two-faced son if a bitch.

- Oh what are you sayin'?

- I'm sayin' that for me, and for everyone else,

rolling queers, it was just about the money.

But you couldn't stand that, could you, huh?

You couldn't wait to snitch on every last one of us.

- Hey, I didn't snitch on nobody.

- You think it ain't out there?

You think there's a soldier at G Company

don't know you're the one sold us down the river?

- Yeah, well that's it, isn't it huh?

You blame it on the Jew boy!

- Jew boy?

You think I give a damn where a man comes from?

As long as he's a true soldier.

Prew, I'm doing what I gotta do, for her.

- Yeah, well what about your friend, Maggio, hm?

Is he a true soldier, 'cause you know what I heard?

I heard he burst into tears.

I heard he started crying for his mama!

Yeah, yeah, it's a shame he's stuck in that stockade,

the skinny-assed wop that he is.

I mean, Jesus, huh?

Who would wanna be your friend anyway?

'Cause you blind one, and then you abandon the other.

Fuck.

- All right, all right, you son of a bitch!

(soldiers yelling and cheering)

(grunting and groaning)

- Son of a bitch!

(grunting and groaning)

(soldiers talking)

- [Ike] Oh what the fuck is happening here?

Now you fucking do something.

Get him out of there when he's done.

- [Soldier] Hey, hey, you okay, man?

(rapid, chaotic music) (soldiers yelling)

- I said stop!

- Ah, you quitting on me Bloom, ah?

So big tough guy ain't got no fuckin' heart.

- Captain Holmes, I offered you a chance to do something

and do you, oh no?

And now, now you beat up on the regiment's best prospect!

- Best prospect, my ass!

(Bloom yelling)

- [Soldier] Oh, you're going mad.

- Ya!

- What the fuck, stop, you're in trouble now, Prew.

- Yeah, what for, huh?

- You attacked a man, didn't you?

Sergeant Galovitch.

- [Ike] Oh he is a dead man.

- Tell him, Prew.

- Tell me what?

- The knife, tell him about the knife.

- What knife?

- Aw, there was no knife, Top.

- Bloom, tell the sergeant.

- [Soldier] Bloom, you son of a bitch.

- [Milt] Corporal Bloom!

- But there was no knife!

- [Soldier] Hey, come on.

Give it back.

- Private, anything to say?

- Nope, just like Bloom says, Top, there was no knife.

- Well,

this is your show,

you've got a right to run it the way you want.

(deep, bouncy piano music)

- What did they do you for?

- Unprovoked assault, old Ike Galovitch.

Course it didn't help any,

I was just beatin' the crap out of Bloom.

- Oh ho, you finally blew.

- Oh man, he's the reason you're in here.

The raid on The Waikiki, it was Bloom called the cops.

Jesus Christ, Angelo, who did this to you?

- Oh, he's right here.

- And I was just sayin' to my man Maggio,

a man can't be forced to fight

until he knows who the enemy is.

Once he's got that figured out,

and the enemy is in plain sight,

well then there's just no stoppin' him.

- Are you threatening me, prisoner?

- I'm just statin' a fact, sir.

- Prewitt, you don't wanna mess with Fatso, all right.

You mess with him, you get thrown in the hole.

You get put in the hole, I swear man,

you can't handle it like I can.

- Look at you, Angelo, you think you handled it, huh?

Shit.

- Ah what's the matter wop, - You okay?

- Can't be a real man in front of your girlfriend?

(guards laughing)

- Yo, fuck that.

- [Officer] That's it punk,

you're headed straight for the hole.

Get up. - Angelo.

Angelo, are you all right?

Angelo!

(light, mellow music)

♪ Maybe, I'm coming to conclusions ♪

♪ Thinking sadly ♪

♪ He's just like all the others, nothing special ♪

♪ Uncertain of himself and me ♪

♪ Maybe, I played him and the situation badly ♪

♪ Too restless, too impatient, too demanding ♪

♪ Too much in love to let him be ♪

♪ There's part of me that longs to say ♪

♪ I'm happy as we are ♪

♪ I'll stay his secret on the side ♪

♪ So all I'll get I've already had ♪

♪ Not too bad, to hell with pride ♪

♪ Maybe, I should except whatever happens gladly ♪

♪ I'm just like all the others, nothing special ♪

♪ Just seeing what I want to see ♪

♪ Stay with me ♪

♪ Stay with me ♪

♪ Just one more hour, one more day with me ♪

♪ Just one more day ♪

♪ Then I'll know ♪

♪ That I was right ♪

♪ To wish you far away ♪

♪ But all that isn't true ♪

♪ I still want you ♪

♪ I'll turn my world around ♪

♪ Anything for you ♪

- Who is he?

- Evening, darling.

- Don't call me darling.

- It was figurative.

- You think I don't know that you're having an affair?

It's all over the barracks.

- Oh well if it's all over the barracks

then it must be true.

- And even in the officer's mess today--

- The officer's mess darling, where every single man

in there is screwing someone else,

betraying someone else.

- I asked you a question, who is he?

- I'm not sure it's any of your business.

- I'm your husband, course it's my business.

Suppose now you're gonna ask me for a divorce.

- I hadn't really thought about it.

- Well I won't give you one.

- All right.

- And without a divorce, you're stuck with me

and I will have you whenever I want.

- You don't own me!

You never have, and you never will.

Oh!

- Who is he?

Well to hell with you.

This is my regiment, and I will find that son of a bitch.

When I find him, I'll kill him.

(Karen crying)

♪ When a man's been certain ♪

♪ Sure of what he's got ♪

♪ Should he let a woman ♪

♪ Make him what he's not ♪

♪ The woman is the answer ♪

♪ The woman holds the key ♪

♪ And in this situation, she's life itself to me ♪

♪ I wanted ♪ ♪ In this situation ♪

♪ I need to make her see ♪ ♪ To love him ♪

♪ For once in my life, I won't fail ♪

♪ So ain't gonna be ♪

♪ A sweet happy end to our tale ♪

♪ He isn't here and if he were he wouldn't know ♪

♪ The way to act, the words to say ♪

♪ I'd let him go ♪

♪ Another language, another sadness ♪

♪ Another tearing at my soul ♪

♪ And we accept it ♪

♪ And we accept it ♪

♪ It's all too easy ♪

♪ It makes us feel we're in control ♪

♪ Hey God, I know I'm hardly your concern ♪

♪ I only wanted something in return ♪

♪ Another day ♪

♪ Welcome to Hawaii ♪

♪ Could be the day ♪

♪ To help us to forget ♪

♪ That there's a world out there ♪

♪ For G Company ♪

♪ Always a jamboree ♪

♪ When you're from Hawaii ♪

♪ Being stuck out here ♪

♪ By the sand and sea in G Company ♪

♪ Would you rather be ♪

♪ In your fighting gear ♪

♪ Did you forget what we're all fighting for ♪

♪ Did you choose to forget ♪

♪ What you're fighting for ♪

♪ Fighting for ♪

♪ Another day, could be the day ♪

♪ That's the day for G Company ♪

- See, four days in the hole, nothin' to it.

Handled it better than your buddy, that's for sure.

- Is Angelo back on straight duty?

- The wop, nope.

- You put him in the hole again, huh?

- Oh we put him in a hole all right.

A deep one.

- I don't believe you.

- Don't believe me.

That little wop had plenty of fight,

but when it come time, well he just squealed

like a damn, guinea pig.

- Sergeant Judson!

- Funny thing is, the moment his head caved in,

I swear I saw him crack one last smile.

(slow, somber music)

- I will kill you.

- What's that you say?

- For what you done, I will kill you, that's a promise.

If it's the last thing I do.

- Well, I guess this ain't goodbye then.

(chuckling)

(slow, solemn music)

("Taps")

- I ain't fucking goin'.

(gun firing)

(man laughing) - Get out.

(man laughing) - Get out.

- Sayonara, ladies!

(quick, bouncy piano music)

Well, if it ain't the little boxer.

Well, do you want a piece of me, boy?

Well, put 'em up.

Show me what you're really made of, huh?

(tense music)

Oh that's the way you wanna play it, is it?

Well, now I hate to take candy away from the baby.

(grunting and groaning)

(Fatso laughing)

Oh, see how easy it is for me.

Now, this may be quick,

but it's still gonna hurt.

(Robert grunting)

Uh-huh.

(adventurous music)

(Robert crying out)

(groaning and grunting)

(slow, solemn music)

You killed me.

Well what the hell you wanna kill me for?

- Prewitt, go.

Run!

- Oh no, I ain't runnin', Maureen.

- What, no.

It was some guy, some drunken guy from the bar.

They jumped him. - Girls, get out here.

- I'll be a witness.

(girls talking)

Prewitt, go!

(girls talking excitedly)

♪ It's like nothing more ♪

♪ There ain't no ideals on this ride ♪

♪ Just show me that underdog, I'm gonna be on their side. ♪

♪ And they say no more ♪

♪ When this ways it isn't so far ♪

♪ We're looking for love but only to find who we are ♪

♪ Might as well reach for a star ♪

(dramatic orchestral music)

♪ And yet the hardest man on earth ♪

♪ Knows what a woman's touch is worth ♪

- Prew, I--

- I tried Lorene, I tried to be the best soldier

I could be, prove to you, and make you proud of me for once.

- Maureen's a hustling little whore,

but she ain't no snitch.

- I went awol Lorene,

it's over. - Prewitt, listen to me.

If you go back there with your head held high,

take your punishment for going awol,

well then you can still make it in the regiment.

We can still have a future, we can still be together.

- What is it with you women and your damn futures?

Ain't the present ever good enough?

I thought, thought you wanted a respectable man.

- I want you, unrespectable you.

- (labored breathing) Karen, I'm sorry.

Bloom's gone and shot himself.

The company's in pieces. - Milt, he knows.

- What?

- He knows I'm having an affair.

So I bought my ticket to the mainland.

- Karen--

- Unless you wanna be locked up for 20 years in Leavenworth

I have to leave, before he finds out it's you.

- I'm coming with you.

- No, you're not.

- I applied for my officer's commission, on the mainland.

I'm coming with you, Karen.

- Milt.

- There's just--

- What?

- One of my men's gone awol.

- Who is he?

- First class screw-up all the way.

Robert E. Lee Prewitt.

He's nobody except that--

- [Karen] He's a friend.

- I can't leave yet.

Not while my company's a goddamn mess.

- Well I guess you're worth waiting for.

- God, I could marry you.

- Well that's tricky, given I'm still married.

- One step at a time, eh?

Remember this date, Mrs. Holmes.

December 6th, 1941, the day I said we'd spend

the rest of our lives together.

(fiddle music)

- [Hatfield] Good morning, Top.

- [Milt] Morning Hatfield, morning boys.

- [Soldiers] Morning.

- Sergeant, where Prewitt?

Five days now missing he is.

- It's Sunday, Galovitch, let him go.

- I am telling you, Prewitt no show tomorrow,

I'm marching straight to Captain Holmes.

- I'll carry him, Ike.

I'm the one writing the morning reports.

- There's a lot of Army bullshit I can't stomach.

But hotcakes and eggs on Sunday, this one I can.

- Fresh milk, warm coffee.

Enjoy the little things boys, they make life what it is.

(rattling)

- Ah, sounds like they're dynamiting down at Wheeler Field.

- Or you've been eatin' too much damn chili.

- [Ike] Shut up.

(soldiers laughing)

- You wanna hear something really funny.

Listen up, boys.

(helicopters whirring)

- Where are they coming from?

- Who the fuck are they?

- All right, until we get orders what to do,

I want every man to get to his bunk and stay there.

But hold tight.

- Come on Top, that ain't what we train for.

- You're damn right it's not what we're trained for.

It's a goddamn ariel attack.

CQ, unlock the rifle racks.

I want every man to grab his rifle and hang on to it.

But stay inside at your bunks.

Okay, let's move.

- But what if the cocksuckers bomb us?

- You heard me soldier, that's an order!

- Move!

(soldiers talking excitedly) - Go, go, go,

get that bomb. (exploding)

(mellow piano music)

(soldiers talking and yelling) (plane engines roaring)

♪ There's thunder in the morning ♪

♪ There's vermin in the skies ♪

♪ There's slaughter in the sunlight ♪

♪ A murderer's disguise ♪

♪ A cannon of destruction ♪

♪ For every mother's son ♪

♪ Who now become the boys of '41 ♪

♪ There is vermin in the harbor there is fire in the sea ♪

♪ There's no shelter in the water ♪

♪ No escape along the quay ♪

♪ And there never will be no shelter ♪

♪ Of our history's begun ♪

♪ The story of the boys of '41 ♪

(plane engine roaring)

(women talking and yelling)

- [Soldier] What now, Top?

- I need the machine guns, all of them.

I want 'em on the roof.

- Okay, and I'll start bringing every (muffled).

- What's this?

- Yes, he says he needs a signed order from an officer, sir.

- I've got a war to fight.

One of the things I'm gonna need

are the goddamn machine guns.

- Well I'm sorry Top, but it's out of my hands.

- That's one thing you got right,

it's in my hands now.

Move!

(soldiers talking excitedly)

- [Dana] Where are you warning?

- [Milt] Captain!

- Where are you sending them?

- On the roof!

- On the roof, that's it, on the roof.

On the roof, men.

- Captain, where's your wife, is she safe?

- How the hell should I know where she is?

She doesn't tell me anything anymore.

- Well that was your agreement.

- All right Sergeant Warden, your men need you.

♪ Don't remind us this is what they waited for ♪

- Prew!

♪ On the day they took the oath, they new the score ♪

♪ And although they'd rather not come up ♪

♪ Against the spinning ♪

- [Reporter] 2000 men in Pearl Harbor area alone.

As hospitals struggle to cope,

and our regular Army and Navy assesses what may be

salvaged for the fight ahead.

General Short has declared the territory

to be under martial law.

It's now becoming clear--

- Prew, oh thank god, I couldn't get a ride home,

the whole of downtown is a mess.

There's black soot on the--

- I knew it, I knew they'd come, those damn krauts.

- Prew, it's not the Germans--

- Don't know when to leave

well enough alone. - It's not the Germans,

it's the Japanese.

- What's the damn difference, huh?

- [Reporter] Reports are coming in that Wheeler Field

and Schofield Barracks are also under attack.

- Oh I missed it, I missed it all.

- [Lorene] Prewitt, what are you doing?

- I gotta go back.

- What if, what if this our chance?

- Our chance, men dying, that's our chance, huh?

- Maybe we can run, we can run and no one would miss us.

Prew, what's the Army ever done for you

besides beat you up and treat you like some backwoods hick,

what do you wanna go back to that for?

- 'Cause I gotta fight for what's right, for change.

'Cause I'm a soldier, a 30 year man, it's what I do.

- Okay, okay take my gun.

Go on, you gotta have a gun if you're gonna fight a war.

- You got a gun?

- [Lorene] What's this?

- That's my words.

My song.

Look Lorene you, you gotta let me fight the fight.

♪ Run along Joe, make your escape ♪

♪ I ain't worth rememberin' ♪

♪ Run along Joe, open the door and break free ♪

♪ This shouldn't have happened ♪

♪ God knows I was careful ♪

♪ But somehow you broke through ♪

♪ So run along Joe, before I lose my mind ♪

(bell dinging)

- Halt, who goes there?

- A friend.

- [Man With Gun] Advance friend and be recognized.

- I'm just passing through.

- [Man With Gun] Advance and present your credentials!

- Guys I, I don't have my credentials

on account of all that's goin' on with the,

with the bombing and all, with the Japs.

It's the Japs, right?

(gun firing)

- It's the United States Army, we are in a state of war

if you cannot confirm who you are--

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa wait, no, no, I'm a soldier.

I'm Private Robert E. Lee Prewitt, G Company,

I'm reporting for duty, sir.

- Jeez, don't G Company know what a goddamn curfew means?

- I guess not.

Look, if you let me get back to base, sergeant--

- No, no, no, I can't do that, soldier.

We'll have to take you in.

- No come on, Sergeant Warden there,

he'll verify who I am.

- Andy, look at him, he's legit.

- Oh what, and a Jap can't act like an American?

I bet they're parachutin' in all over.

Why I got reports of a couple an hour ago,

on the same damn golf course.

- He ain't no Jap.

Now come on, Private.

Ain't you got anything on you that says you're you?

- Uh, hold on, let me see.

- Gun! (gun firing)

(slow, moving trumpet music)

(slow, moving orchestral music)

♪ Something hot and chilling ♪

♪ Slicing through my chest ♪

♪ Fascinating, easy, never would have guessed ♪

♪ Wouldn't choose a sandtrap ♪

♪ As a place for a man to die ♪

♪ But it's kind of peaceful ♪

♪ Almost perfect lie ♪

♪ Now I'm coastin' into sunlight ♪

♪ And my mama said, "You'll be all right" ♪

♪ By and by ♪

♪ It's an every day ♪

♪ Dying thing ♪

♪ Nothing special here ♪

♪ Barely suffering ♪

♪ But it wasn't quick ♪

♪ When the bullet came ♪

♪ My body's torn ♪

♪ It's such a (muffled) ♪

♪ Can't even be a fighter ♪

♪ Can't make a bugle call ♪

♪ This world's a lonesome place ♪

♪ Can't speak or move at all ♪

♪ You can't get away from the sand ♪

♪ In Hawaii ♪

♪ Think I'm gonna be all right ♪

♪ It's just lonely ♪

(gun firing)

(muffled by choral voices singing)

(Robert groaning)

(choral voices)

(gasping)

(choral voices)

- The information we have is that this man was a deserter.

- On the contrary,

this man was a career soldier, known to me personally.

- Sergeant he had no papers on him, nothing,

we, well we fired a warning shot,

he should've-- - He was killed in action.

Defending everything in our lives that we hold outstanding

and true--

- Sergeant--

- Is there anything else?

- Just this, it's all he had on him.

- I'll make my own choice, I'll find my own voice.

Then I'll do it right.

- What was his name?

- Robert E. Lee Prewitt, isn't that a funny name?

- It's a very good name.

- Are you married?

- No, I'm not.

It's all right, you're only feeling pain now

because you were lucky enough to feel love before.

Love and pain, it's like peace and war.

You want one, you've gotta put up with the other.

- I just wish I could go back to

when I didn't feel like this.

I wish he would come back.

- None of us is ever coming back.

(solemn drumming music)

♪ Hey-ey up, hm ♪

♪ Hey-ey up, hm ♪

(humming)

♪ Hm, hm ♪

("G Company Blues")

♪ Another day, another sap ♪

♪ Makes his way to G Company ♪

♪ We take our pay ♪

♪ We take the crap ♪

♪ They don't care in G Company ♪

♪ Oh it's a jamboree, jamboree ♪

♪ It's dark out ♪

♪ We stalk out the seven sea in G Company ♪

♪ Where'd you rather be ♪

♪ In your fighting gear ♪

♪ That part of G ♪

♪ There's thunder in the morning ♪

♪ There's vermin in the skies ♪

♪ There's slaughter in the sunlight ♪

♪ A murderer's disguise ♪

♪ A cannon of destruction ♪

♪ For every mother's son ♪

♪ Who now become the boys of '41 ♪

♪ There is vermin in the harbor ♪

♪ There's fire in the sea ♪

♪ There's no shelter in the water ♪

♪ No escape along the quay ♪

♪ And there never will be no shelter ♪

♪ Of our history's begun ♪

♪ The story of the boys of 41 ♪

♪ Don't remind us, this is what we've waited for ♪

♪ On the day we took the oath we knew the score ♪

♪ And although we'd rather not come up ♪

♪ Against the spinning guns ♪

♪ At least we'll be ♪

♪ The boys of 41 ♪

♪ They'll ask us how, live or die, the boys of '41 ♪

♪ They'll ask us who, ask us why, and answers have we not ♪

♪ Sing that we are and always will be ♪

♪ After all the damage done ♪

♪ The boys of '41 ♪

♪ They'll ask us how, live or die, the boys of '41 ♪

♪ They'll ask us who, ask us why ♪

♪ And answers have we not ♪

♪ Sing that we are and always will be ♪

♪ After all the damage done ♪

♪ We are the boys of '41 ♪

(audience applauding and cheering)

(upbeat, jazzy music)

("G Company Blues")

(upbeat, jazzy music)

(bold orchestral music)

(ragtime piano music)

(classical jazz music)

(upbeat blues music)