All language subtitles for Without Reservations (1946) Claudette Colbert, John Wayne

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America on the March...

...brings you a special event.

When war ended last year,
numberless plans were proposed...

...for the advancement
of peace and prosperity.

But from among them has emerged one...

...which has captured
the imagination of the world.

It's popularity enhanced by the fact...

...that it's presented
in the form of a novel.

Here is Tomorrow
by Christopher Madden...

...is a blueprint of the future
which offers a daring concept...

...of how man
can shape his own destiny.

Mark Winston,
the hero of this unusual book...

...has become the center
of controversy...

...which could not be greater were he
a living, breathing leader of the people.

Says fortunate publisher,
Philip Jerome:

Here is Tomorrow has led the best
selling list for 16 consecutive weeks.

It has been translated
for worldwide distribution.

As with all bestsellers...

...Here is Tomorrow goes to Hollywood.

To be produced by Henry Baldwin.

With Cary Grant as Mark Winston.

And Lana Turner as the girl.

Says Producer Baldwin:

I am proud of the honor and privilege...

...of bringing
Here is Tomorrow to the screen.

It will be the most important picture
of my career.

Beautiful speech, Mr. Baldwin.

Later, Charlie, later.

People in every walk of life
have been influenced by the book.

From the highest...

For my money, this book offers
the best answer yet to all our problems.

...to the lowest.

I've come to America 32 years ago.
It's great country.

And Here is Tomorrow will surely
get us out of the hole.

And in the Senate of the United States:

Everyone should read this book.

It is a blueprint for happiness
politically, socially and spiritually.

It gives me great pride
that it was a member of my own sex...

...who pointed the way.

Christopher Madden is a woman.

A girl in shining armor.

An American Joan of Arc.

And now, the authoress herself,
Ms. Christopher Madden.

As she parries questions
from journalists...

...representing the press of the world...

...prior to her departure for Hollywood
to adapt her book for the screen.

Ms. Madden, how does it feel
to be called America's Joan of Arc?

Well, I only wrote a book,
I didn't intend to head a movement.

So did Harriet Beecher Stowe,
and look what happened.

Did you model Mark Winston
after an actual person?

Any resemblance between
Mark Winston...

...and any living person
is purely coincidental.

But he's very real to me.

You see, I lived with him for two years.

Morning, noon and night
as I wrote the book.

I know everything about him:
His tastes, his habits...

...the books he reads,
the music he likes.

It's an experience I'll never forget.

Whether Christopher Madden
and her Mark Winston...

...will make American history,
only time can tell.

America on the March.

-Jack, you've done a wonderful job.
-Thanks.

This reel will be in every theater
in the country.

Wonderful. Get Ms. Madden
in New York on the phone.

It's too late. It's 4:00 in New York
now. She's about to get on the train.

Potter, did you send the invitations
to the reception?

Oh, yes, Mr. Baldwin.

The mayor will speak at the station,
the governor at dinner.

-Fine, and I want everyone to be there.
-We've invited everybody.

Did you wire Madden about Grant?

Yes, Mr. Baldwin, I sent it to the train,
Grand Central Station.

-She should be receiving it now.
-Fine.

The whole office was terribly upset.
We didn't even tell Mr. Baldwin.

We just couldn't get anything
better.

But from Chicago,
you'll have a drawing room.

That's all right.
I like traveling on the Pullmans.

-You meet the people.
-Nothing but the people.

Our man will wait for you.
He has the tickets for the room.

-His name is Louis Burt.
-Fine.

-Let me know if you need me.
-Ms. Madden?

-Yes.
-Yes.

Telegram.

-Here you are, son.
-Thank you, sir.

All aboard.

Thank you.

Anything else?

I'd like to ask Ms. Madden a question.

-What is it?
-Well, sir, it's about my girl.

Since she read Ms. Madden's book...

...she keeps telling me that all she
feels for me is a glandular attraction.

Well, what I want to know, sir, is,
what is a glandular attraction?

Oh, it's from Baldwin.

"With deep regret, Cary Grant informs
me he cannot be Mark Winston...

...due to conflicting commitments.

This would've been a serious setback
but it came to me...

...how wrong it would be
to have a known actor play this role.

Stop. It should be a new face. Stop.

My staff is already organizing a night
and day search for the right man.

This will be an even bigger search
than Scarlett O'Hara. Stop.

Anyway, don't worry,
we still have Lana Turner.

-Stop. Regards."
-All aboard.

Lana Turner?

Lana Turner?

Oh, boy.

And that, my son,
is a glandular attraction.

Do you realize what this means?

I sold the story to Baldwin
because he promised me Cary Grant.

Oh, wait a minute.

I won't have an amateur playing
Mark Winston.

You call him up
and tell him I insist on Cary Grant.

-Better get on if you wanna go with us.
-Right.

-Call and tell him and be firm.
-I will, Kit. Take care of yourself.

He'll be waiting at the station,
Burt, Louis Burt.

Oh, Phil, never mind calling Baldwin,
I'll send him a wire. Goodbye.

-Goodbye, Mr. Klotch.
-Goodbye. Good luck.

Oh. Oh, I'm so sorry.

An intellectual.

-Here you are.
-Thanks.

-Rusty, you know what?
-What?

-You were right.
-Yeah.

Chase around. Look for what you want
and you find it in your own backyard.

That's right.

Three times we walked through,
we didn't see a thing.

There's no use knocking ourselves out.

You said if we only relaxed,
everything would be lovely.

Like that French fellow wrote...

...about the kids who went out
looking for the bluebird.

They chased around all night
trying to find it, but they didn't.

-So they came home and guess what?
-What?

They found that bluebird
in their own backyard.

What happened then?

Bluebird flew away.

-This bluebird won't fly away.
-That's right, Dink.

You gonna do something about it?

Well, sure, I'm gonna do something
about it.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

You up there?

I'm down here.

He sleeps over there.

-Maurice Maeterlinck is Belgian.
-Do we know him?

-Well, apparently, you were...
-Does he know us?

He's the author of The Blue Bird.
The story you were telling.

-He got the Nobel Prize for it.
-He deserved it.

Yes, well, he's Belgian, not French.

This girl is repeating herself.

It's certainly nice the way
things turn out.

You sleep up there, Rusty down here.

I sleep over there.
Everything's very chummy.

Yes, that's what I like about traveling.

People are more friendly, more relaxed.

Rusty can relax practically anywhere.

I know.

Oh, no. I mean...

I mean, he seems the sort of person
who is naturally friendly.

Oh, if everybody could be like that.

If everyone in the whole world could
get together with that relaxed spirit.

If people could brush aside suspicion
and selfish differences...

...and let down their back fences.

Don't you think
it's getting a little crowded in here?

-Oh, I guess I talk too much.
-No, you're a good talker.

But doesn't all that yakking
make you a little thirsty?

Come on, we'll buy you a drink.

Thanks. I'll see you later. There are
things I wanna get out of my bag.

Good deal.

A beetle.

Yup.

A beetle.

Dear Mr. Baldwin:

After mature consideration...

...I subscribe to your plan of
having unknown play Mark Winston.

Stop.

But search is not necessary.

As I have met Mark Winston in the flesh.

Stop.

It's incredible...

...but it's true.

I instinctively feel this...

...dark-haired...

...deep-voiced Marine flyer is our man.

Stop.

I am thrilled.

Stop.

How shall I proceed?

Regards...

...Madden.

Oh, porter.

Porter, would you take care
of this wire for me?

-Yes, ma'am, at the next stop.
-Thank you.

Where are you going?

Hollywood.

Got a job?

You got a boyfriend in Hollywood?

Why do you wanna go to Hollywood
for? It's full of dames.

You want to come to San Diego
and get a job waiting tables.

Twenty-five bucks a week,
tips and two meals.

And the union takes care of you.

-Oh, are you a union member?
-Oh, certainly.

This fellow I go with is an organizer.
That's why I joined the union.

You know how it is.
You're interested in a guy...

...you gotta be sympathetic
with what he's doing.

That's where a lot of girls lose out.

Oh, you're so right.

You know, a relationship without
purpose or mental accord is sterile.

You bet.

How's that again?

I mean, so many girls choose a man
for the excitement...

...or social security it gives them.

Now, according to Professor Metcalf's
last book, a woman...

No, there's nothing in books
that will do you any good.

The way I see it, you give into a fellow
on the unimportant things...

...and you get what you want.

Now, does it hurt me if I encourage
him with his union work?

Does it cost me anything?

No. And it makes him feel good.

I can fix it for Joe to feel
so good that...

...when I say why doesn't he relax by
taking me to the Ritz Roof, he says:

"I don't like that place. It's full
of reactionaries." But he takes me.

And Joe doesn't like reactionaries?

No, so I agree with him.

Sure, the Ritz Roof is expensive,
but does a fellow have respect...

...for a girl who's satisfied
with anything?

Will he thank the girl who lets him
hang around...

...because he brings cheap wine
and hamburger?

Will he praise the girl who lets him save
his money and burn holes in her sofa?

He's gonna do no such thing.

Instead, he's gonna find a blond.

And she's different?

Oh, you bet she's different.

What about the girl he jilted, the one
who let him burn the cigarette holes?

She's spending nickels calling him up.

Does he say he likes someone else
much better?

Someone's who's costing him
too much money? He does not.

He's saying he's too busy.

He's saying he's doing overtime.

And he's also worried about his mother
who hasn't been feeling so good.

And if she calls again,
he gives her the Ko.

You mean, hits her?

No, the brush-off.

That's when a fellow tells a girl
she's too good for him.

She's too high type a character.

She should try to find somebody
else who'll really appreciate her.

Honey, when a girl gets that routine,
she knows she's through.

She's washed up.

But completely.

Well, I'm sorry for her.

I am not. She's a dope.

A girl has to look into the future,
doesn't she?

Well, she's gotta keep an eye
on that pitching.

Oh, brother.

Will Joe get sore when he gets
a load of that.

Right away he'll start worrying
about who bought it.

Nothing like an orchid
to give a girl prestige.

Set me back five bucks...

...and I'm not gonna waste it on Gls.

I see what gives.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Have a seat.
-Thank you.

-What will you have?
-Orange juice.

Beetle's at it.

-Who?
-The beetle.

What's a beetle?

They're cute to look at
but gotta keep your eye on them.

They make out that everything is
all right. They have no angles.

-They want a good time.
-That's them.

Then you find them crawling around.

They get in your hair, climb in
your pockets, give you mental fatigue.

You can't take up Uncle's planes.
You're grounded.

That's what the psychiatrist in
Jacksonville always said.

So beetles are out.

-Not exactly.
-Two bourbons and an orange juice.

Yes, sir.

-Oh, I'm sorry.
-Oh, I beg your pardon, sir.

That book sure gets around.

Are you familiar with it?

We picked it up in a bed in Jacksonville.

Yeah, it was in sickbay.

The fellow right next to Rusty
was sure giving that book a hard time.

He was handling it like he had
no respect for it. He was Army.

That's how we got these Jap medals.

Jap medals?

Lovely in a necklace.
Would you like some?

No, thanks.

Would someone mind telling me what
the book has to do with Jap medals?

Dink's getting this thing all fouled up.

I was reading Esquire and Joe
in the next bed wanted to trade.

And Rusty said, "No."

He said no?

Well, Rusty kept right on reading
and the Army got desperate.

A dollar 35.

We were at the point
where the Army got desperate.

That's right.

Then he offered Rusty a genuine Afrika
Korps helmet with the Rommel insignia.

That's practically a collector's item.

So Rusty couldn't resist that.

I had to save the book from a fate
worse than the Army, didn't I?

Perhaps it would interest you to know
they're going to make a picture...

...out of that book
with Cary Grant and Lana Turner.

Cary Grant is gonna play the part
of that pilot?

For what reason would he do that?
He seemed like a pretty sharp fellow.

Well, they're probably giving him
a lot of bananas.

A fellow like Grant
already has a lot of bananas.

Then why shouldn't he play it?

-Why? Because it'd make him look silly.
-Silly?

Certainly.

But why?

Because Lana Turner keeps chasing him
for 400 pages and he keeps saying no.

-To Lana Turner?
-He does.

Was there something wrong
with this pilot guy?

There's nothing wrong with him...

...except he's busy fixing up
the world for everybody.

But can't he take care
of Lana Turner first?

He'd like to, Dink,
but this pilot is a Progressive.

And Lana Turner, according to
the book, is a reactionary.

That's it, exactly.

Oh, I know Rusty, but this reactionary
is not a fellow, he is Lana Turner.

What difference does it make?

-Well, that's what makes it so silly.
-I just don't understand.

Gentlemen,
you've missed the point entirely.

The characters that Lana Turner
and Cary Grant play are symbols.

He of the future and she of the past.

The clash between them
is purely ideological.

-Look, he's a man?
-Well, yes.

-She's a woman?
-Yes.

That's all.

I know what you're thinking,
both of you.

You're thinking
that I know nothing about men.

Well, don't let that worry you.

Neither did the character
that wrote that book.

Well, what would you do
if you were Mark Winston?

Well, I'll tell you what I'd do
if I were Mark Winston, Miss...

Say, what is your name?

Oh, Kit.

Kitty Klotch.

Klotch?

Is that Polish?

Lithuanian.

Very old Lithuanian.

Well...

...Ms. Klotch...

...if I were Mark Winston...

...I would behave
like Lana Turner was a woman.

And argue with her afterwards.

But suppose you've just come back
from the war and you're sick of it all.

You're tired. Tired.

Honey...

...no pilot gets that tired.

I'm so sorry.

That's all right. Go ahead.

Thank you.

How are you doing?

So far, so good.

What you need is six weeks
basic training.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'll give you a hand.

Yeah.

-Can you make it?
-Yes, thank you.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

Say...

-...where are you going?
-To my berth.

I mean, where you heading for?

-Oh, California.
-Oh, good.

-We're going to San Diego.
-Oh, that's fine.

You know what?

You're much lighter than I thought.

You're much stronger than I thought.

I bet I can hold you like this
for 20 minutes.

I'm sure you could,
but I wanna go to bed.

Am I holding you up?

-Yes, please.
-Oh, okay.

Thank you. Thank you.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Good night.

Chicago.

Chicago is next.

The next stop is Chicago.

Chicago.

-Oh, for you, miss.
-Oh, thank you.

How much time have I got
to make the Chief?

Enough to make it over to the
Dearborn Station if you hurry.

-Thank you.
-Next stop is Chicago. Chicago.

Dear Ms. Madden:

I am enthusiastic
over description of Marine...

...you instinctively feel can play
Mark Winston. Stop.

He sounds perfect.

Bring him to Hollywood for test. Stop.

Don't let him get away.
Regards, Baldwin.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

Pardon me.

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Stay back in the car
till we get the baggage off.

-Have you seen those Marine flyers?
-No.

You think they might be in the club car?

-I doubt it. The bar is closed.
-Oh, dear, I have to find them.

If you see them, will you tell them
I'm looking for them?

-Yes.
-Thank you.

Chicago. Chicago.

Oh, my coat. Pardon.

-Rusty. Dink.
-Ms. Madden?

-Yes.
-My name is Burt.

I'm from Arrowhead Pictures.
I had your drawing room on the Chief.

Better go this way, my car's outside.

I have something important to do
for the picture.

-Can I be of some help?
-No. Oh, yes, you can. Here.

Take my baggage checks,
put my things on the Chief...

...and give me my ticket.

Yes, I'll be waiting for you
in your drawing room.

No, just put my things on the train.
You should be in bed anyway.

-You've got a bad cold.
-Yes, Ms. Madden.

Pardon me, aren't you
Christopher Madden?

Yes, I am.

-May I have your autograph, please?
-Certainly.

Would you mind putting,
"To Jack Benny"?

Jack... Ben...

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Hello.

-Ms. Klotch.
-Well, hello.

-We're so happy to see you.
-Oh, thank you.

We'd like you to make
a little purchase for us.

Would you go
and buy us a bottle of Scotch?

Scotch?
Isn't that a little out of character?

We decided to switch to something
older than last week.

There's a sign in there saying,

"one bottle of Scotch per customer.
Sorry." Sorry is right.

But our train. We're late.
Get a bottle. We'll get a cab.

And if you get more than a bottle,
we'll get you a bus.

Bet it's only gonna be one bottle.

Yeah.

Ms. Klotch is an amateur.

I gotta keep everybody happy, miss.

Scotch is still scarce.
Take it or leave it.

Don't you think you're being unfair
after what I've done?

You could give me three bottles.

-And what have you done for me?
-I wrote the book you're reading.

You?

Christopher Madden?

You're kidding.

I can prove it to you.

Read me the last line you just finished.

"Mark Winston looked about him.
The land seemed lonely and abandoned...

...its wartime usefulness ended."

"Its wartime usefulness ended.

But in this vast and empty land,
his eyes saw something else.

A vision of construction.

A land that would turn into factories
and communities.

A frontier of bright new hopes...

...where men like himself might turn
free opportunity into accomplishment.

It was all there for him...

...a target for today,
a realization for tomorrow."

-Ms. Madden, will three be enough?
-That's fine.

-Would you autograph my book?
-Certainly.

-What's your name?
-Timothy Helgelander.

But write T. Helgelander.

I can't stand that Timothy.

Planning to do some writing,
Ms. Madden?

Some rewriting.

-Let me put those in a bag.
-No, thank you. I'm in a hurry.

-Goodbye.
-Bye.

-Well, here you are.
-What happened?

Nothing. I just smiled.

Don't give us that. You got a cute
smile, but not a three-quart one.

-What'd you write?
-He's reading Here is Tomorrow.

I said I was Christopher Madden
and I autographed it.

-And he fell for it?
-Hook, line and Scotch.

You're pretty sharp, you know that.

-Oh, you promised me a bus.
-Dearborn Station.

-Sunrise Limited.
-Yes, sir.

Sunrise Limited?

Yeah, Section 5, Car 62. What's yours?

Mine? I think I'm in Car 62 too.

Well, never mind,
put all the bags on my seat.

Say, where are your bags?

Oh, I sent them on ahead.
They're on the train.

Oh, well, good.

The Chief. Kansas City.

Albuquerque. Los Angeles.
Leaving on Track 7.

-What's the matter?
-Yeah, what's the matter?

Nothing.

Wish we were on the Chief.

I wish we were too.

Sunrise Limited. All aboard.

Your tickets, please.

It's gonna be nice, three of us together.

-It's getting to be a habit.
-Some habits can be healthy.

Your ticket, please?

Oh, yes.

Oh, I seemed to have misplaced it.

Perhaps you have some other
identification, Miss... Miss...

Klotch.

Now, isn't that funny?

I just don't seem to have a thing
with me with my name on it.

Where's your luggage?

Maybe it's on the wrong train.

Very funny, Ms. Klotch.

You should understand that
there's a penalty for riding trains...

...without tickets and with servicemen.

We still have a job to do, you know.

Yes, I know.

I really did have it,
but something just happened.

Something always happens.

Well, I can vouch for Ms. Klotch,
conductor.

I can vouch for him, conductor.

I suppose you can vouch for him.

I should stop the train
and have you put off here.

You know that, don't you?

I'd be very glad to buy a compartment
or a berth.

-No compartments. No berths.
-You mean she'll have no place to sleep?

We'll try and find her a place
up in the coach.

But remember, if there's any trouble...

...any trouble,
you'll go right off the train.

-Is that clear?
-Yes.

Come with me up to the coach, miss.
I'll see what I can do.

Well, goodbye.

You'll hear from us.

Candies, cigars, cigarettes.

Candies, cigars, cigarettes.

Candies, cigars, cigarettes.

Ms. Klotch.

Ms. Klotch.

Ms. Klotch.

Yes?

The Marine gentlemen
are waiting for you.

Oh, thank you.

Klotch?

One single?

One single?

Good evening.

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

-We're very happy to have you with us.
-You bet.

Oh, thank you, gentlemen.

-Oh, for me.
-We thought it would look nice on you.

Oh, thank you.

-This makes me feel very grand.
-Freddie's right.

There is nothing like an orchid
to make a woman feel good.

Psychiatrist from Jacksonville?

Oh, no, he's a barman on the club car.

Oh, you gentlemen certainly get around.

For two.

I'm sorry, we only have a single now.

Well, give him a tip.
Haven't you ever been around?

Here you are. Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Oh, excuse me. I see some friends.

Oh, I'm simply starved.
Trains always make me so hungry.

I get an appetite
from the darnedest things. Hello, dear.

Hello.

I don't think I've met your friends.

Oh, I'm sorry. Captain Rusty...?

-Thomas.
-I'm sure.

-And Lieutenant Dink...?
-Watson.

-Miss...?
-Oh, Consuela Callahan.

I come from a very old Spanish family.

I see you took my advice.
My orchid's on ice.

So is your friend, the admiral.

Oh, what are you drinking?

Wine.

Wine.

I haven't seen you all afternoon.
Do you have a compartment?

No, I'm in the coach.

Oh, that's tough.

I'm right next to your officer friends.
They're 5 and I'm 7.

Lucky 7, huh?

You're 7?

But we're still 5.

Oh, well, you're too young for me.

-I have a two now.
-Oh, fine. Fine.

They asked me to stay,
but I told them I was with you.

Oh, that's nice.

It never fails to surprise me there are
still vast lands in the United States...

...literally uncultivated.

Well, it won't be this way long.

Come the private airplane,
people will start spreading around.

Wouldn't it be wonderful
to be part of a new world?

Well, I don't think it will change
as much as some people think.

-Oh, but it must.
-Why?

For too long we've had that laissez-faire
attitude toward executive operation.

We must educate ourselves
to share the responsibilities...

...as well as the advantages
of citizenship.

Oh, I read that book too.

It certainly made an impression on you
what that writer had to say.

But it's a lot of hooey.

Fixing everybody up
when they let out their first squawk.

Giving them pointers on good
government between bottle feedings.

Teaching them
to be good ladies and gentlemen...

...and not smack each other.

Oh, it's very easy to make fun
of everything.

Listen, Ms. Klotch.

Have you ever heard of the fellows
who first came over to this country?

You know what they found?

They found a howling wilderness.

Where summer's too hot
and winter's freezing.

And they also found some unpleasant
little characters who painted their faces.

Do you think these pioneers,
filled out form number X6277?

And sent in a report saying the Indians
were a little unreasonable?

Did they have insurance
for their old age?

For their crops, for their homes?

They did not.

They looked at the land and the forest
and the rivers.

They looked at their wives, their kids
and their houses.

And then they looked up the sky
and they said:

"Thanks, God. We'll take it from here."

They were rugged fellows.

They were men.

You and I are talking
about two entirely different things.

-Dink, you know what?
-What?

This girl is stubborn.

-Oh, it's lovely.
-What's lovely?

The "Blue Danube."

I love Strauss waltzes.

How can you think of a waltz when
they're playing the "Cow Cow Boogie"?

It sounds to me like a waltz.

Well, if she says it's a waltz,
it's a waltz.

Take it easy, Ms. Klotch.

I love Strauss waltzes.

There she is. And that's my orchid.

Oh, no, no, it isn't. This is mine.

I would be little more careful
if I were you.

You know, you can get into all sorts
of trouble accusing innocent people.

Where did you get that orchid?

My friends gave it to me.

Who? Who, us?

We didn't give anybody any orchid.

She got that from the president.

For heroic conduct.

Yeah. That's right. That's not
really an orchid. It's a medal.

It's called a Distinguished Flying orchid.

You can't take that away from her.

Aren't you gonna do
anything about it?

I can't do anything about it.
She got it from the president.

Are you sure
I got this from the president?

Not exactly. But we couldn't let
Freddie take the rap...

...after he was nice enough
to give it to us.

Even though we did have to give him
those Jap medals for it.

That's lovely.

Say, this girl's saying
some pretty silly things.

Looks to me
like she's in some kind of a tail spin.

No, it's not a tail spin.

I know.

What do you know?

I know about tail spins.

I had four and a half hours
once in a cub plane.

And if you can fly a cub plane,
you can fly practically anything.

My instructor told me.

Oh, you should have told us.

You didn't ask me.

Well, I'm asking you now.

You know how to make
a three-point-landing?

Oh, sure.

This girl doesn't want to fly.
You've got other things on your mind.

Yes, I do.

What do you wanna do?

Fly.

All right, Dink, let's let her fly.

We'll give her a C-47.

-Isn't that a little too big for this car?
-That's part of the problem.

-I'll have another drink first.
-Not while you're on the job.

-Okay, where's my plane?
-That's easy. Come on, Dink.

-Pardon me, will you hold this?
-Certainly.

Grab a table. Get it?

-Got it.
-What are you doing?

We're getting a plane out of the hangar.

-What?
-Come in over here.

Come on.

Oh, it's kind of high up there.

-Sure it's flying. You're in a C-47.
-Gentlemen. Gentlemen. Gentlemen.

Gentlemen. Gentlemen.
Gentlemen. Gentlemen.

-Be careful. You might get in trouble.
-Government business.

Oh, it's awful high up here.
What's that?

Compass, gyro,
air speed indicator, altimeter.

-She should be in a Hellcat?
-Why should she be?

I just got to thinking she should be.

Why are you so one way?
The girl's ready to take off.

-She's in a C-47. Where's the copilot?
-He's buckling his belt.

-But why does he do that?
-So he won't fall out.

-You want him to fall out?
-Well, it depends. Is he interesting?

The man has 1400 hours flying time,
she wants to know if he's interesting.

You're horsing around
and you haven't left.

-All right.
-Very well.

Our objective is 500 miles to the south.

Oh, I can see it from here.

You'd better take this plane back
to its hangar.

You're cluttering up the aisle.

-Take your complaints to administration.
-But...?

-You got a pass to get on these grounds?
-Didn't you hear what he said?

-You're obstructing an important flight.
-I am?

Clear the runway. Clear the runway.

All right, you're rolling down the runway
at 60 miles an hour.

-Seventy.
-Eighty.

-Ninety.
-What am I waiting for?

-Get off the ground.
-Lift the gear.

-Get off the ground.
-The landing gear.

-At the right-hand corner. No, no, right.
-Left, left rudder. Left rudder.

-Come on, get it to work. Hang on.
-Hit it, hit it. Hit it.

-I hit it.
-You crashed.

I crashed.

-The beetle's got herself an idea.
-Let's go.

-Come on.
-What?

Here she is.

Here she is. I know she's here.

Where is she?

Where is she?

Come on.

Coach will be the first place
they'll look.

I hear you.

A beetle and two bogeys
approaching at 12:00.

I hear you.

-Emergency landing field, our berth.
-Roger.

Conductor, I think I can be
of some help to you.

But that's their berth.

Come on, we'll find her.

Oh, my orchid.

I'll have you thrown off
the train for this.

I don't see how they could do a thing
like this to you.

Well, I'm just an immoral character.

Kicked off a train for conduct
unbecoming to a lady.

Consorting in a vulgar way with the
troops and stealing one white orchid.

You be real careful now
that you're going off alone.

You know, it isn't like you had us
looking out for you anymore.

I'll be all right. Will I hear from you?

Sure. You can write us
and tell us how you make out.

-Where to?
-The Ritz Hotel in San Diego.

They know me there.

Will you be in San Diego long?

You'll have to ask the Navy Department.
They never tell us anything.

Oh, give my love to Dink.

Well, what about me?

-I'm awfully happy I met you and...
-And what?

-And... Well, your train.
-Yeah, I know.

-Goodbye.
-We never say goodbye.

Oh, your train. You missed it.

Fancy meeting you here in La Junta.

-Dink.
-It's La Junta, you dope. Come on.

Well, what's gonna happen now?

-Well, we'll put you on the next train.
-What about you?

We gotta get to San Diego. We'll ask over
at the base, see if we can catch a plane.

We have a date.

-A date?
-Yeah, with a couple of swell...

Sisters of a friend.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

Friends of the family, you know.

I'm afraid I do.

-Thanks.
-Thank you.

-Thanks, pal.
-That's okay. Good luck.

You two stay out here...

...and I'll see what's up.

Do you think there's a chance
of getting on a plane?

Sometimes is, sometimes isn't.

Rusty and I usually play on luck.

What's the matter?
Sore or something?

Oh, no, I'm not sore.

Oh, listen. Don't take him seriously.
He's all right.

As a matter of fact,
he's a pretty kind-hearted guy.

He can't pass a stray dog or a cat
without petting them.

You mean,
that's how he feels about me?

It's hard to tell
how Rusty feels about any woman.

We expect a B-32 from Kansas City
within the hour.

-We can get you and your friend on.
-Within the hour?

It goes straight to San Diego.

Straight to San Diego.

You want me to put you down?

I don't think so.

You see, we're really not
in such a hurry.

Well, thanks a lot, lieutenant.

You're welcome, captain.

And good luck.

Sure beats everything.

Our flaps are down.

What's the matter?

Well, there's storms over the Rockies
and flights are canceled indefinitely.

Oh, that's too bad.

Well, what next?

I guess we'll just have to go back
to town.

It says bus stop.

Oh, let's walk.
We've been sitting for days.

You know,
this girl has a mean streak in her.

Because she's glad we're stuck?

-Guess what?
-What?

-You're right.
-You're right.

How do you like that?

Rain.

You said, you felt
there was gonna be a storm.

Uncle Sam spends millions to build
highways, not a single car in sight.

Why does this always have to happen?

I never had such a time in my life.
Oh, this is terrible.

Hey, look.
Hey, watch out, you'll get wet.

It's too much, I tell you.
I can't stand it.

-Something wrong?
-Wrong?

I'm loaded with misery.

Well, unload it on us, brother.

Oh, what's the use?

Maybe you could help me push it?

We not only push troubles,
we make them vanish.

Oh, this one, gentlemen, won't vanish.
Sometimes I wish it would.

I'm afraid it's still down the road
just where I left it.

What did you left?

The Isotta, gentlemen.

-What's that?
-It's a car. Italian, I think.

You've got a car down the road,
we're standing sweating out a routine?

-What are we waiting for?
-You give me heart, gentlemen.

I'm afraid it will take more than
good wishes to get that car going.

We'll find out.

Well, it all started when that actor
got a contract to go to Hollywood.

That darned ham decided to ride there
in grand style.

He got as far as La Junta
and broke down in front of my door.

He was a nice fellow, my wife's
a hospitable woman. We took him in.

It was pleasant to talk to someone
from the East. I'm from New Jersey.

Came out West
because my wife wanted altitude.

I didn't like the West, I hate altitude.
And I was unhappy.

And that actor came into my miserable
life with his miserable Isotta.

He stayed a week and when he left,
he left by train.

But he sold me the car first.

I only bought it because my wife told me
I should. She liked the upholstery.

She didn't care about transmission,
connecting rod or clutch.

Every time something happens to
this car, it's special and expensive.

Something always happens
and now it's raining.

Something's the matter again.

I don't care what it is,
I never want to see that car again.

There it is, the ingrate.

Come on, I'll take a look at it.

-I'll try to start the engine.
-An optimist.

Get out of the rain.

Sure is a beautiful job.

-What's the matter?
-Oh, I'm cold.

I have a heater. This car has
everything except an engine.

Are you three together?

I guess so.

Maybe you would like
to buy a car together?

-A car without an engine?
-Anyway, we couldn't afford it.

It isn't a question of affording.

It's a question of the pleasure
it'd give you.

-Pleasure?
-Who's better entitled to pleasure...

...than fellows like you.
You're those who won the war for us.

If we wanted to buy a car,
we'd go to a secondhand lot.

Now, why would you do that?
What have they got today?

A bunch of lemons?
A lot of hopped-up wrecks.

If they had a decent car,
what do you get out of it?

But anxiety, contracts,
finance companies, headaches.

Say, how much do you want
for this car?

How much would you offer?

I have $300 in traveler's checks.

Traveler's checks
are good enough for me.

What would you want with this car?

I'm going to Hollywood. It would
be nice to make a great big splash.

I can assure you it will make a splash.

But I can't let it go for 300.

I spent that much on hotel bills waiting
for parts to arrive from Chicago.

You have a valuable item.

What item?

-A genuine collector's item.
-The helmet?

A helmet. Well, what's that to me?

Well, I was offered $ 150 for it
and turned it down.

The longer I keep it,
the more valuable it gets.

It has the Rommel insignia.

An antique.

Could I perhaps see the item?

I'm not saying I'll take it
but I'd like to see it.

Dink, come here.

Yeah?

-What is it?
-Give me that helmet.

Well, what do you say?

You can't buy a thing like that
for a 150 bananas.

Oh, I'm not interested in money.

A real souvenir from a real hero
of the Marines.

I can't resist it.

Friends, the car is yours.

-You know what, boys?
-What?

We bought a car.

-You're right.
-You're right.

You know, it's really a nice car.

With me driving.

Better than the train.

-Cozier.
-I think so too.

Next town we hit,
I wanna make a phone call.

-Who do you wanna call? A friend?
-Dink.

Well, I just don't want her
talking to strangers.

-Hello, folks. Gas?
-Hello. Yup.

-Do you have a telephone?
-Sure. Right in there.

Thank you.

-Can you reach it?
-Oh, you're doggone right I can.

Yes?

Who?

Christopher Madden?

Oh, sure, we'll accept the charges.
Put her on.

Hello, Ms. Madden.

Yes, just a moment, Ms. Madden.
Just... Mr. Baldwin.

Mr. Ba... Mr. Baldwin,
Ms. Madden is on the phone.

Ms. Madden.

What's happened to you?
Where are you?

I am in Raton, New Mexico.

Where in heaven's name
is Raton, New Mexico?

In New Mexico.

Oh, but that's impossible.

We expect you this afternoon.
I've arranged a big reception.

I've sent out notices to the press.
You can't do this to me.

How did this happen?

I missed the Chief, so I took
the Sunrise Limited as far as La Junta.

Why La Junta?

Because that's where I was taken
off the train.

Taken off?
What do you mean taken off?

They thought I was a beetle.

A what?

B like in Boston, double E-T-L-E.

Oh, I'll tell you all about it
when I see you.

That doesn't sound so good.

Don't worry. I'm not traveling under
my real name. Nobody knows who I am.

Not even the Marines.

The Marines? How many have you got?

Only two.

Rusty Thomas, he's Mark Winston,
and his pal Dink.

Dink's driving my car.
Oh, yes, I bought an Isotta.

A what? Never mind. Just tell me
where I can get in touch with you.

You can't. I don't want
to take the chance.

Rusty mustn't find out who I am yet.

You're sure you're not letting
personal feelings run away with you?

Of course I am.

Because Here is Tomorrow is all
my personal feelings bound together.

That's why I can tell you
he is Mark Winston.

Just as I dreamed of him.

We'll be there
late Friday or early Saturday.

I'll call you as soon as we get there.
Bye.

Ms. Madden? Ms. Madden?

Ms. Madden... See if you can get
her back. She's in Raton, New Mexico.

Raton, New Mexico.

Look, Mr. Baldwin,
She made the front page.

Both papers,
right next to Stalin and MacArthur.

To make the early edition, I had to
give them the story ahead of time.

-She won't be here.
-What?

She missed the Chief, kicked off a train.
She's in Raton, New Mexico.

Call the mayor, call the governor,
call everybody, call everything off.

Yes, Mr. Baldwin.

I hope Dink can fix it.

Oh, sure. Dink's a first-class mechanic.

But it'll take a little time.

How long do you think it will take?

Well, if he's half the man I think he is...

...it'll take him a couple of hours.

Say, what made you offer
to buy a car like that?

Maybe I just wanted to show off
that I could buy it if I wanted to.

-You know what?
-What?

I don't think
that's why you bought it at all.

-You don't?
-No, I don't.

You want me to tell you
why you bought it?

No, I don't think so.

Maybe I won't like why I bought it.

-Hello.
-How do you do?

-Am I crowding you?
-Yes.

Do you mind?

No.

Are you warm enough?

Yes.

Oh, what's the joke?

Nothing.

Well, come on. Tell me.
What made you laugh?

Just you and me.

Well, what's so funny about us?

I laughed because I knew...

...you were going to put
your arms around me and you did.

I didn't exactly expect to surprise you.

I know.

I guess you have a pretty good idea
what I'm gonna do now.

Any objections?

Did that mean anything to you?

Yes.

What?

Nice.

Just nice?

Very nice.

You mean it could have been nicer?

How?

If it had happened
under different circumstances.

You kissed me because we're
out here in a hayfield...

...with the moon shining above
and a lot of stars winking at us.

You see, if we could know
each other better...

...if we could be sure
of what's inside of us...

...our tastes, our interests,
our objectives.

-That couldn't have made it any better.
-Yes, it would have.

-You're wrong and I can prove it.
-You can?

I told you I could prove it.

Oh, you're unfair.

Things like kisses
shouldn't be discussed.

You make them sound
like they were laboratory tests.

I? You're the one who wants
to analyze everything.

I'd be perfectly willing
not to say another word.

Well, that's all right with me.

You're a little crazy, you know it.

-Oh, no, please.
-Oh, why don't you stop thinking.

No, stop it.

Oh! No. Rusty, it's just...

It's not good enough
to be carried away like this...

...by an errant impulse.

You know I like you.

I'm fond of you, I'm very fond of you...

...but I believe that you should...

Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera,
and can we be friends?

I wish I'd met you
before you read that book.

All finished?

All finished.

Come on.

Aren't you getting tired?
You've been driving almost 10 hours.

No.

Well, I am.

Wanna stop?

-No.
-I think the Isotta needs a little water.

We'll stop at the next ranch.

Oh, what's the matter with you?

Nothing.

Well, then why sit there
looking like...? Like...?

Like what?

I don't know but it's depressing.

Well...

...nobody says you have to look.

Something tells me it's time for me
to show off my tenor.

Do you know "It Must be Jelly
'Cause Jam Don't Shake Like That"?

No.

Well, do you know
"I'll Buy That Dream"?

Imagine me with my head
On your shoulder

And you with your lips growing bolder

A sky full of moon
And an old mellow tune

I'll buy that dream

Why don't you shut up?

Well, I'm just trying to be the life
of the party.

What's it all about?

They're happy to see us.
They're telling us their names.

Yes, we all have nice names.

Remedios, Chucho, Espacion,
ocotlan, Rosa, otelo.

Rusty, Kit, Dink.

Aviators. I, too, señores,
will be an aviator.

Mi padrecito says, "No, too young."

But already, señores,
I have constructed a plane.

Oh, that's a pretty good start.

Perhaps, you would like to look
at the plane I constructed.

-Sure.
-Gracias.

We are not long in the Estados Unidos.

The Presidente Roosevelt,
he wished us to come from Mexico.

We grow the crops and raise the sheep.

-You?
-I watch.

Only Dolores. She doesn't like it.

I know why she not like this.

Not enough caballeros
to take her out, that's why.

Please, for me you will forgive
the bad manners of my brothers.

You are Dolores, I presume.

Señores...

...señorita.

Perhaps you will grace
our poor and simple hacienda.

Oh, we had a beautiful hacienda
in Mexico.

Many rooms, much wine,
many beautiful flowers...

Not so...

oh, we... We are now prepared
with dinner.

Mi padrecito will be very proud...

...to have as his guests,
officers of the Estados Unidos.

He's a very patriotic man, padrecito.

Oh, thank you very much,
but I'm afraid we must be going.

Oh, I'm sure we can spare the time.

On behalf of our good neighbor policy.
Si, Si, Si.

Then come in, señores.
What is ours is yours.

Yeah, I see, see, see.

It is a P-38, señores,
as you will easily recognize.

-I made it back home.
-Good lines.

Gracias, señor.

-A high-class job.
-Muchas gracias.

-And made in Mexico.
-Si, si, si.

Otelo. Have not the bad manners
to seat yourself before the guests.

Señores, señorita, please sit down.

Are the hands of the little ones clean?

Good. You will show our guests
not only hospitality...

...but manners befitting the ortegas.

Señores, señorita...

...it is only a humble meal
we have to offer you...

...but from our hearts,
we are happy to have you here.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

Arroz con pollo?

Any time you say.

She means,
do you want chicken and rice.

Are you sure?

The señorita looks a little pale.

Our peppers will warm her blood.

In a Mexican family,
she will thrive and grow nice and fat.

Don't let it worry you, Señor Ortega.

Ever since we've known her,
she always been a little thin.

Papa, you see the guests are flyers
and they are big and strong.

Perhaps you'll allow me to become
a flyer for the Estados Unidos also.

It is not in the spirit of hospitality...

...to discuss private matters
when guests are present.

Please, señor,
don't let me make you inconvenience.

Not at all.

There's plenty of room.

You must pardon me, señorita,
for that forwardness of my offsprings.

As you can see,
they lack the firm hand of their mother.

Papa speaks much nicer
about Mama since she's gone.

You do not look happy, señorita.

Perhaps it's Dolores has been making
big eyes at the señor aviador.

Of course not.

The señor aviator
is only a friend of mine.

Dolores says not.

Dolores says
the señorita loves the aviador...

...the one who has the blue eyes
and the dark hair...

...which is pleasing to women.

Dolores assumes too much.

Dolores is 18.

Dolores know all about caballero.

She knew lots of caballeros
back in Mexico.

I'll bet.

Rusty says we have time for me
to do these shirts.

Rusty seems to have forgotten
he has a date in San Diego.

-We'll make it all right.
-Here, señor, I'll take them.

-Fine, thanks.
-Say, would you mind telling me...

...just when you two gay caballeros
contemplate leaving?

Well, Dolores figures
we should wait till it cools off.

That Dolores.

Besides, her girlfriend is coming over.

Oh, what does she figure for me to do
in the mean time?

Well, Rusty thought
you needed a little siesta.

You look awfully tired.

Come, I give you my bed.

Señorita.

That was a very short siesta.

It's a little warm, isn't it?

-Sit down, please.
-Thank you.

You have very nice children,
Señor Ortega.

Oh, yes, only for Dolores do I fear.

She has too much rich blood.

She'll calm down when she finds
something to do that will keep her busy.

I hope so.

And you, señorita,
with what do you occupy yourself?

I'm a writer.

Oh, an artist. That is good.

And of what does the señorita write?

Well, I've written only one book.

It concerns a man...

...who can't reconcile
his ideals with the woman he loves.

That is indeed a story of importance.

But has the señorita the experience
to attempt so deep a philosophy?

Well, I've kept my eyes open.
And I've read a great deal.

You will pardon the observations,
señorita, but to a man of my years...

...it would seem best to first live
and then write a book.

To live appears to me to be full
of confusion and very little else.

Confusion, yes, but it is better to live
and make the confusion...

...than to burrow and not live.

Señor Ortega...

...it's obvious you're a man of the world.

You flatter me, señorita.

It's that...

I seem to have the wrong idea
about love.

Love.

You see, I always thought that love...

...when it's real, should be...

...gentle and considerate.
It should have a great deal of dignity.

Señorita, the reverse.

It is brutal, selfish and turbulent.

To be young again.
To feel the primitive urge of conquest.

Señorita...

...I can remember as yesterday,
a little dancer in Guadalajara.

Her skin the color of ripe corn,
long hair thick and black as the night.

Constantly, she put me to torment.
Never could I be certain she was mine.

She scorned me, hurt me, humiliated me
before my friends. She was wonderful.

-Wonderful?
-Yes, señorita.

This she gave me when I attempted
to arouse her jealousy with another.

Señorita, she was a woman.

And that's what a man wants?

That's what a man remembers.

Señor Ortega.

You've honored me
with your confidence.

I feel I owe you the same sincerity.

I noticed the señorita appears disturbed.

You've been so kind and gracious.

You've treated us with respect.

Señor, we don't deserve it.

You mustn't be too modest, señorita.

It's an admirable trait
but not very practical.

The tall aviator and I...

We've been friends for years.

I knew that from the first minute.

You did?

Oh, no,
I don't think you understand, señor.

We should have been married long ago.

It's wrong. It's very wrong, but not new.

I love him, señor,
but he treats me like a slave.

He drinks, he stays out late
with other women...

...and when he comes home,
he beats me.

Love and violence walk hand in hand,
señorita.

Well, all right, but that's not all.

-I know.
-No, you don't.

Those two men out there,
they're not Marine officers.

They... They stole their uniforms.

-Not officers of the Estados Unidos?
-No.

Remember your children.
Don't shoot, no, no.

Okay, Ms. Klotch, come clean.

-I have nothing to say.
-I said come clean.

-But I didn't do anything.
-I'm asking you for the last time.

Oh, you're wasting valuable time.
Now, come on. Let's go.

That's exactly what we're gonna do.

-Come on, Dink.
-What?

What are you doing?

-Goodbye, Ms. Klotch.
-Goodbye.

Oh, no.

Oh, Rusty.

Dink.

Rusty... Now don't.

Oh, come on now, stop that.

Come here.

Rusty.

All right, I confess.

I told him that you and I were
an old story...

...and should have been
married long ago.

So I thought that would do the trick,
but it didn't.

So then I embellished it a little.

I told him you came home late at night
and beat me when you were drunk.

That's when he took to the gun?

No, he said love and violence
work hand in hand.

So then I got a little desperate.

And what came up?

I'm afraid you're not gonna like this.

Never mind that.

You and Rusty are not in the Marines.

-What?
-We aren't?

No, you stole those uniforms.

That's when he got the gun.

Oh, now, what would make you
do a thing like that?

This girl should be locked up.

-Rusty, you know what?
-What?

The reason Ms. Klotch told Señor
Ortega we aren't in the Marines...

...was because she didn't want you
to have anything to do with Dolores.

You don't say.

Ms. Klotch...

...I am about to present you a decoration
I thought no girl would wear.

Do you take this man
to be the fellow you're involved with?

Oh, Dink.

Do you, Rusty Thomas, take this woman
to be the beetle you're involved with?

I now pronounce you all involved.

Imagine me with my head
On your shoulder

And you with your lips growing bolder

A sky full of moon
And an old mellow tune

I'll buy that dream

Fellows say there are more beautiful
beetles here in Albuquerque...

...than any other place
in the United States.

Not that it would interest you.

I'm interested in anything
that interests you.

Yes, sir?

I guess it'll take 35 gallons or so.

Oh, a hotel.

Would you like to stop overnight?

Wouldn't it be wonderful
to sleep in a bed?

Well, let's see how much we've got.

Let's see.

Four dollars, 35 cents and 6 yen.

Oh, that's just enough to keep us going.

-Where is it?
-What are you looking for?

My bag.

Well, are you sure you didn't lose it?

-Oh, I left it at the ortega's.
-Oh, that's fine.

I know just where I left it.

That's all we'd have to do
is go back there.

But all my papers are in it.

Maybe you wanna go back
and face that shotgun. Not me.

Say, couldn't I cash a check
at the hotel?

Sure, if you're registered.

Boys, you're my guests for the night.

-Good evening.
-Yes?

Do you have three rooms with baths?

I have three rooms
with a bathroom on each floor.

That'll be all right, I guess.

-Three dollars a room, dollar for a bath.
-Fine.

Will you sign the register, please?

You have some baggage?

Yes, in the car, at the station.
My two friends are out there.

-What is it?
-Bring the bags from the car.

Oh, but first, see if we have three
rooms ready for Miss...

Ms. Christopher Madden.

Not the Christopher Madden?

Harry, Harry,
this is Christopher Madden.

Who's Christopher Madden?

Why, she's the girl who wrote
that book, Here Is Tomorrow.

Oh, that one.

I gather you didn't like it.

I don't read books.

She didn't use to either
until she joined that club.

Don't listen to him, Ms. Madden.

I'm so honored to have you with us.
The girls will be thrilled.

Oh, I'm sorry, I'll have to ask you
to keep my identity a secret.

I'm traveling under the name
of Kit Klotch.

Not even my companions know
who I am.

See? She's ashamed
because of that book.

Not exactly, but I have certain reasons.

You know, you're the first real
celebrity to stay in this hotel.

There is a legend that Buffalo Bill
once spent a night here...

...but he wasn't registered.

Oh, Ms. Madden,
I hope you'll be comfortable.

Is there anything I could do for you?

Oh, yes, would you cash
a $50 check for me?

Of course, I will.

-Have you a blank check? Thank you.
-Yes. Right here.

-Christopher Madden.
-Isn't that wonderful?

-I hope you'll never cash it.
-I hope not.

In 10 years, her signature alone
will be worth $50.

I'll get her autograph in my book.

Please, I told you I promised her
not to tell anybody.

But, of course, if you girls happen
to be in the lobby...

...and one of you recognize her.

-That's different.
-She might even make a speech.

Maybe, but don't all be standing around.

Act casual. Sit down, sit down.

Mr. Gibbs.

-Hello, Mrs. Randall.
-Hello, Gibbs.

I hear you're telling everybody that
Christopher Madden is staying with you.

I'm sure I don't know
what you're talking about, Gibbs.

It must be a rumor. I'll thank you
not to put it in your paper.

Oh, don't worry, I wouldn't.
Not even if you said she was here.

Well, I didn't say she was.
But why wouldn't you if I told you?

Don't you think our town
should be proud of Ms. Madden?

I certainly do.
But I wouldn't publish it...

...for the reason Ms. Madden
couldn't be in our town.

Well, I didn't say she was.

But why do you say she couldn't be?

Because I already put it in the paper
that she arrived in Hollywood.

But why did you do that?

Because there are news services that
send little wires around the country.

That's how I happen to know, here.

"Hollywood, California"

"Christopher Madden, the author
of the bestseller, Here is Tomorrow...

...arrived in Hollywood today.

Henry Baldwin
who bought the rights to the book...

...has given a reception
of the Hollywood tradition.

Among the celebrities present
was Lana Turner."

It can't be. It can't.

Really, Bertha, you're something
of a fool.

I should say so.

And I cashed her check. I gave her $50.

-Who's check?
-Ms. Madden's. I mean...

-Well, she's obviously a fake.
-What should I do? What should I do?

I wouldn't do anything.
I'd leave it to the police.

Yes, leave it to the police.

I'll call them.

"Flash. Albuquerque, New Mexico.

The police arrested
an unidentified woman tonight...

...who cashed a check under the name
of Christopher Madden...

...famous authoress.

The real Ms. Madden
happens to be in Hollywood..."

Charlie, Christopher Madden
has been arrested in Albuquerque.

Get me a plane, anything.

Well, charter one.
I'll be ready in 10 minutes.

Arrested, what...?

Beautiful morning, ain't it?

Will you listen to me?

Why can't I make a phone call
or send a wire?

Sorry, miss, not till you appear.

But it's all a ghastly mistake.

My, that sounds familiar.

Well, will someone believe me?
I am Christopher Madden.

-You are?
-Yes.

Well, in that case you ain't got nothing
to worry about at all.

Okay.

-Hi, Bob.
-Hi.

Here's the receipt signed by the judge.

Okay.

Open up.

Hi, Kit.

Oh, Rusty.

-Rusty.
-The Marines have landed.

Everything is fixed, we paid the bond.

-Sorry, we took so long.
-Oh, I've been so lonesome.

-Oh, I know how you feel.
-Come on, let's go.

Oh, wait a minute, my shoes.

Say, you shouldn't do things like this.

In Chicago, swell,
a smart trick to get a few quarts.

Signing somebody else's name
to a check is a crime.

We gotta get out of Albuquerque
and get out fast.

-We'll take the first bus west.
-Well, I've gotta have a bath.

I feel all crumpled up.

-Goodbye. Goodbye.
-You can get crumpled in a bus too.

-What difference does it make?
-Look, how can I leave, I'm out on bail?

That's adding felony to felony.

If we stick here longer, we'll be adding
a long stretch of anything you suggest.

But you're not involved in this.

Yes, we are. How do you think
we got the money for that bail?

-I forgot to ask.
-We sold the Isotta.

We sold it to a lady who thinks
we'll be around for sometime.

And is planning a fancy social
entertainment for us.

Unfortunately, we won't be around.

The reason is because the little
pink slip isn't showing.

The certificate of ownership was
in your purse...

...the one you left some place.

When the lady finds out,
I don't think she'll be so sociable.

Smile, please.

Forgive me, Ms. Madden,
it's all Charlie Gibbs' fault.

I shouldn't have listened to him.

The club will send you a memorandum
with our formal apology.

Is there anything you want to say?
I reserved the front page for you.

-Ms. Madden has nothing to say.
-Who are you?

He's my assistant.

And who's he?

He's my boss.

Oh, hello, Mr. Baldwin.

-Hello.
-Look what you've done.

How did this happen?
How could this happen?

I don't know, all I did was tell them
I was Christopher Madden.

Don't worry, she won't do it again.

Papers are giving us a million dollars
worth of publicity we don't want.

But I didn't do anything.

You hear what she said?
She didn't do anything.

She's sharing headlines with MacArthur,
Stalin. She didn't do anything.

These people bothering you?

-This the flyer you wired me about?
-Yes, it is.

Wired about me?

Look, I... I think
I'd better introduce everybody.

This is Mr. Henry Baldwin,
the Hollywood producer.

Charlie Potter.

Yes, and Captain Rusty Thomas,
Lieutenant Dink Watson.

Now I know who everybody is but you.

Who are you?

I'm Christopher Madden.

He does look like Mark Winston,
I see your point.

We're gonna make a test with you, son.

You should look wonderful
in Technicolor.

-Rusty, you know what?
-What?

They're trying to make an actor
out of you.

An actor?

Come on, Dink.

Ms. Madden,
do you like homemade calf's foot jelly?

Rusty.

-Rusty.
-Yes, Ms. Madden?

-You can't leave me.
-Who says so?

Not after what's happened between us.

You mean, you've been lying to us,
trailing us...

...and deliberately hanging on to us.
And I almost fell for it.

-I was gonna believe you're on a level.
-But I was.

-I'm getting my wings back.
-Oh, no. Rusty, why?

I don't wanna have
anything to do with you.

I don't want a woman
who's telling the world what to do.

I don't even want a woman
to tell me what to do.

I want a woman who needs me.
A Ms. Klotch who's helpless...

...and cute, and...

oh, forget it.

Come on, Dink, let's join the Marines.

To do a thing like that,
after what we've done for you.

"Now here she is, your Hollywood
reporter Louella Parsons."

What's the news tonight, Louella?

"Hello to all of you from Hollywood.
Exclusive.

Here's our latest Hollywood feud.

Christopher Madden known as Kit is
battling with producer, Henry Baldwin.

Fight is over the script of her
bestseller, Here is Tomorrow.

She thinks she now had a lot of nerve...

...to try and tell the world
how to cure itself.

Why only yesterday
she admitted to me...

...there are parts of her book
she doesn't agree with anymore.

Henry would like to stick to the book...

...but alas, Kit, the author mind you,
wants to make changes.

Here's more about Kit."

She's not one bit upset
over her recent smear publicity.

She still turns her head
to look at handsome Marines.

Kit sleeps in pajama tops
with all the windows open.

She detests the cream puff
school of fiction.

She loathes pink dresses
and tuna fish...

...but she's crazy about babies,
Beethoven and badminton.

All in all, she's a pretty swell gal.
Here's a note...

Boy, she is a swell gal, isn't she?

I said, she is a swell gal, isn't she?

-Who?
-Kit. You know who.

Oh, come on, Rusty,
let your flaps down and drop her a line.

I don't belong to that cream puff
school of fiction.

Well, I do.
Come on, give me a little desk space.

How do you spell Kit?

With a J like in La Junta.

Dear Kit, I'm not very good
at writing letters.

But Rusty won't write,
so I'm stuck and you are too.

You sure are giving us a bad time
with all those reports on the radio.

Especially the one you told about
the pajama tops and open windows.

And anyway, you might catch a cold.

Rusty can say this a lot better...

...but what can I do
if he doesn't feel like writing.

As ever, Dink.

P.S. Have you met Dolores Moran?

I saw her in a picture,
and boy, she's a kind of a girl...

...I wouldn't mind calling long distance
and not reverse the charges.

Dear Dink, I was surprised
and very pleased to get your letter.

I'm sorry you don't like
what they say about me.

Surely, Rusty doesn't care.

Remind him, worrying about women
will give him mental fatigue...

...and then he'll get grounded.

Hollywood is a lovely place to live in.

If you get leave for the weekend,
come and see me.

I'll arrange that you also see Dolores
Moran. You have good taste.

Will write soon. Love, Kit.

P.S. I'm enclosing the pink slip
on the Isotta...

...which Rusty can send
to the lady in Albuquerque.

It's from Kit.

Yeah?

Want to read it?

No.

Okay.

Well, guess I'll take a shower.

"Well, here's a surprise.

Last night, attractive Kit Madden was
with a certain well-known director...

...who is rumored engaged
to one of our glamour girls."

I must say, Kit looked perfectly lovely
in black lace...

...and a small-feathered hat.

She dined at a cozy table for two
at the La Rue.

And later, she was seen dancing
with a handsome escort in uniform.

That gal is certainly getting around.

That's Hollywood.

A letter from Kit.

Wanna read it?

Well, I think I'll check up in the back.

Dear Dink,
it was lovely hearing from you.

But what do you mean
I'm running around with just anybody?

The French Major
was fascinating and 32.

He speaks seven languages.

And in three of them he asked me
if I'd like to see his place...

...in the south of France.

As for the director,
he can only speak English...

...and says I'm the one thing that's
saving him from being a misogynist.

That means a gentleman
who doesn't like beetles.

I don't see why Rusty should find it
so difficult to write.

As ever, Kit.

P.S. Come up this weekend.

We could make it a foursome
with Dolores Moran and Cary Grant.

The boys at the base
will never believe this.

Oh, Dink.

It's amazing how these boys
make themselves feel at home.

At home? I never do things like that
at home. Come on, let's try it.

Attaboy, Cary.

Oh, attaboy, lieutenant.

Dear Kit, I wanna thank you
for a wonderful time.

I certainly enjoyed your house,
especially the breakfast in bed.

I was saying to Rusty
how swell you were...

...but I still don't know
why he got so sore.

All I said was about your house...

...and how you looked
in that thing with the slit.

But like I told you,
he's been very touchy lately.

Yep, Rusty certainly has changed.

Maybe I should talk to a psychiatrist.
What do you think?

As ever, Dink.

P.S. Would you tell Dolores
that you've known me for sometime...

...and I'm not hard to get along with.

Kit Madden is seen everywhere these
days with handsome Paul Gill...

...who's been selected to play the lead
in Here is Tomorrow.

And Kit tells me, he is the movie
Mark Winston...

...she's been dreaming about.

They seem to have a lot in common...

...and there are rumors
that Paul will soon be a Benedict.

-Hello, Kit.
-Hello, Mr. Baldwin.

You're not going to marry that actor,
are you?

-Are you worried?
-It would break my heart.

But it's your hearse.

It isn't going to be.

Attagirl.

Do you ever hear from that fellow
who'd look good in Technicolor?

No. Why?

Passing thought.

You know, he's the kind of a character
I'd like to know better.

So would I.

I'm working on it.

I see.

You know I met a girl once on a train...

...she told me something
I hope I'll never forget.

She said, "You gotta keep a fellow
on his toes.

You gotta keep him worried and upset,
and make him jealous."

There's something in that.

Well, so long.

And thanks for not marrying that actor.

"Kit Madden and Paul Gill."

Kit Madden and Paul Gill.

Getting to be like Abbott and Costello.

Who knows? Maybe he's a good Joe.

Sure. Sure, he's a good Joe.
At least he does something.

He's not like you
growing sourer and sourer every day.

What's it gonna be, boys?

Oh, it's you. How are you?
How did you know I was working here?

-We didn't.
-How are you, Ms. Calhoun?

It's not Calhoun, it's Callahan.

I mean, it used to be Callahan,
but I changed it.

I changed it to Ms. Shaw.

-Ms. Consuela Shaw.
-Why did you do that?

Why not? If Kit Klotch can change
her name to Christopher Madden...

...I can do it too.

She sure has done all right.

Changes her name, writes a book
and what happens?

She's in every gossip column
in the country.

Two ham and eggs, two coffees,
and toast.

You know,
this is my last day as a waitress.

Why? You getting married?

No. I'm gonna write a book too.

Have you heard from her lately?

Who?

Who? You know who. Kit.

Oh, sure.
Sure, I got a letter this morning.

Wanna hear it?

Oh, I know you're dying to read it,
go ahead.

"Dear Dink, a number
of very fine-looking beetles...

...have applied for your next weekend,
but I..."

This is a little personal right here.

"Forgive me
if we don't make it a foursome.

I was very sorry to hear about Rusty.

He really sounds quite dull now.

Can't you encourage him
to get out a little more?

There must be some nice beetles in
San Diego. Are there any good books..."

"Are there any good books
Rusty would like me to send him?"

-You're gonna write her.
-Sure, I'm gonna write her.

You're gonna write
what I tell you to write.

She's got a nerve
pulling that USo routine on me.

Tell her I can get all the girls I want.
I know where to find them.

You know where to find them?

Yes, I know where.
And I also know something else.

Everything she's doing,
she's doing to make me jealous.

-Make you jealous?
-You know what I'm gonna do?

-Get jealous.
-I am. Take a letter.

Yes, captain.

Dear Ms. Madden.

Scratch out the dear.

Ms. Madden, I...

-I'll see you later, Dink.
-Where you going?

Where do you think I'm going?

I'm gonna send her a wire
to tell her what I think of her.

-Really?
-Really.

Well, when you tell her
what you think of her...

...maybe you'll need these.

What for?

Well, you know,
sometimes wings get lost.

Shut up.

I'll get it.

Hello.

This is Western Union.

I have a message
for Christopher Madden.

-This is she.
-The message reads:

"Nobody asked me, but I'll be there
at 4:00 this afternoon.

Signed, Rusty."

Have you got it?

Have I got... No. No, I haven't got it?

I mean, say it again.

-What?
-The name.

Rusty. R-U-S-T-Y.

Oh, thank you. Thank you so much.

Alma. Alma. Alma.

-Yes, Ms. Kit?
-I have a guest coming at 4:00.

Will you get the guest room ready
and fix some cocktails...

-...and come and help me get dressed.
-All right.

Information? Please, would you get
me the phone number...

...of the Sunset Florist
on Sunset Boulevard?

Oh, I know it's in the phone book,
but I'm too excited.

I mean, I'm too nervous. Thank you.

Fairfield 8204. Thank you very much.

Sunset Florist, have you got any orchids?

No, no. No. White orchids.

I've got to have a white orchid.

Yes, thank you.

Yes, Christopher Madden.
1734 Kingswood Drive.

1734, oh, thank you so much.

Alma. Alma, would you get me
my new black dress?

And white orchids.

Alma, there's nothing like orchids
to give a girl prestige.

Thanks, God. I'll take it from here.

-Hello.
-Hello, Ms. Klotch.

I've brought you back your wings.

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