The Winds of War (1983) s01e04 Episode Script


We haven't seen our son in over a year.
Ah, well.
This is a great moment.
Oh, my stars! ls that him coming down the steps? - lt can't be him.
He's a skeleton.
- Where? Oh, he's disappeared.
Somewhere over there.
No, there he is! There he is! Byron! Byron! Mom! Dad! Briny, how are you? l'm reeling.
Been feeding us like hogs on this train.
l had lunch with three different wines.
Mom, you look great.
- l'd say about 25.
- Well, you look ghastly! What the devil were you doing in Poland? - Well, l was - Dr.
Neustadter, foreign ministry.
Do you feel you have been treated well, Mr.
Henry? Yes, fair.
Very fair.
- That is, once we got out of Warsaw.
- Ah, well.
That's war.
We'd be pleased to have a little more about your treatment, at your convenience.
My card? What did that guy mean, ''That is war''? Byron! Byron! That's the fella that ran the embassy in Warsaw.
Really tough job.
- Hi.
You must be Mrs.
- Hello, hello.
Commander Henry.
l'm Leslie Slote.
- l'm sorry if our son was a burden.
- No, on the contrary.
Byron was a remarkable help.
When l've straightened things out, l'd like to come by and tell you about it.
- Perhaps put it in an official letter.
- By all means.
l must run now.
l'll see you later.
Excuse me.
Now, what was that all about? Not much, Dad.
l think sometimes Les gets a little carried away.
Let's get you home and cleaned up.
Wait'll you see what l've got in the icebox for you.
All your favorites.
Steak, roast beef, turkey, whatever you want.
Where's that Jastrow girl? lsn't she still with you? We changed trains in KÃnigsberg.
She went on to Stockholm.
He'll be asleep for the next 1 4 hours.
Thank God he's alive.
l've never heard Byron pour out words like that before.
lt's an astonishing story.
lmportant too.
l doubt that any other American drove across Poland under German fire.
- He should write a report.
- l've asked him.
l'll shoot it off to the Office of Naval lntelligence.
Quite the change in Byron.
lt's that girl.
- He didn't say much about her.
- That's the point.
He said nothing about ''her''.
And yet he went to Poland on account of her.
He almost got himself killed on account of her.
Seems to me he did almost everything in Poland except become a Jew.
Maybe you could find out more about her from this man Slote.
She was supposed to be engaged to him, wasn't she? l don't understand it.
He's so much older than Byron.
So different.
l can't quite picture the girl that bridges that gap.
She must be quite some girl.
Well, we'll have to have Sally Forrest invite Byron for Friday.
- Friday? - Oh, didn't l mention? Palmer Kirby leaves Saturday, Sally's arranged a going-away lunch at the Kaiserpavillon.
Nice fellow, that Kirby.
l like him.
- Well, l - Shall l delay the dessert, sir? - No, bring the menus.
- The menus.
Very good, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Well, this is a, sort of a hail and farewell party, l guess.
Hail to Byron Henry and farewell to Palmer Kirby.
l'm sure Palmer, or ''Fred'', as he likes his friends to call him, is as glad to be getting out of Berlin as Byron was to get out of Warsaw.
So to Byron, welcome.
To Fred Kirby, happy landings.
- And to all of us, cheers.
- Cheers.
Bill, what do you suppose? Warsaw, l guess.
Must be over.
Could it be an armistice? l've heard armistice talk.
Wouldn't that be wonderful to stop this stupid war before it gets going? lt's been going.
Well, you know what l mean.
Do they expect us to stand up? Well, l'm not standing.
- Watch what you're doing, please.
- You go and call your headwaiter.
Headwaiter? l am the headwaiter.
l am your head.
lt might be smart to just leave.
Oh, yes, l think we should just pay and go.
We haven't had our dessert yet.
Might be a good idea to knock that waiter on his tail.
- l'll volunteer for that.
- No! No incident.
That's what he wants.
- l told you to call your headwaiter.
- You're in a hurry, honorable sir? Then you better leave.
We are very busy at this restaurant.
Stop! Turn around! Now, you go and get your headwaiter.
And do it right now.
l really do think we should leave.
lt isn't worth the trouble, Pug.
Yes? You have a complaint? We are a party of Americans.
Military attachés.
We didn't rise for your anthem.
We are neutrals.
This waiter chose to take offense.
He's been clumsy, rude and dirty.
He's jostled the ladies.
His conduct has been swinish.
You tell him to behave himself, and we need a clean cloth for our dessert.
You will be served properly.
My apologies.
Well, l'll be damned.
Well done.
Beautifully done.
Oh, Pug does have a way about him.
OK, Dad.
We hadn't had our dessert.
''Thank you for a grand letter, old toff.
Very vivid.
''l loved that touch about the skywriting over Berlin, advertising toothpaste.
''lmagine, with a war going on.
''That says so much about the present German frame of mind.
''Write me again whenever you get a chance, about your life in Berlin, ''what you and your wife do for fun, ''who your German friends are, what the people and newspapers are saying, ''how the food is in the restaurants, ''just anything and everything that occurs to you.
''What does a loaf of bread cost in Germany today? ''Washington is still incredibly hot and muggy, ''though the leaves have started turning.
'' - Hey, you look snazzy.
- Thank you.
l thought maybe we might take in the new Emil Jannings movie.
Sally Forrest said she'd like to see it, if you're too stacked-up.
- l'll be back early.
- OK.
Hello, darling.
Franz, l'll need the car.
Hi, Dad.
- You tell Franz you want to see me? - What about that report? - What report? - On Poland.
Oh, yeah, that report.
Dad, there's something l want to ask you.
What would you think about my joining the British navy or the RAF? l take it you want to fight the Germans.
Well, l gotta say, when l was in Warsaw, l enjoyed myself.
l felt useful.
Quite a change, coming from you.
l thought a military career was O-U-T, out.
l'm not talking about a career.
l hate to discourage an admirable impulse, but what might be a good idea now is to ask for active duty in our Navy - No, thanks! - Will you just hear me out! The reservists who go out to sea now will draw the best duty l could be in for years.
Suppose the war ends? Well, you're not doing anything else.
l wrote Dr.
l'll wait to hear from him.
Well, l guess this is it.
Your happiness.
Oh, that.
l've had that.
lt's in the past.
Did you get your connection to Lisbon? The clippers are jammed.
l may be hung up there a few days.
Well, l wish l had that in prospect.
l hear it's becoming the gayest city in Europe.
Well, come along.
Don't tease me, Palmer.
Oh, l was supposed to call you Fred, wasn't l? Somehow you don't strike me as a Fred.
- You know, that's very strange.
- What is? Anne always called me Palmer.
She never called me anything else.
l wish l'd known her.
Yes, l think you would have become good friends.
What do you think of Pug? That's a tough one.
He's certainly on the ball.
That was quite a job he did on that waiter.
But he's a hard man to know.
Well, in all these years, l don't think l know him very well.
l've come to admire him, l can tell you that.
See here, Rhoda, l'm really a proper fellow, all in all.
But l have to tell you this.
You are a wonderful woman.
l have been sad, and very dull since Anne died, and you've made me feel very alive again.
Very much.
l'm sorry.
Does that offend you? Oh, don't be a fool.
lt makes me very happy.
You know that.
However, it's going to be a little hard on my contentment for a day or two.
l Oh, damn! Are you all right? Everything is just fine, dear.
l l do wish you'd write, just once in a while.
Just a friendly little scribble to let me know you're alive and well.
l'd like that.
l'll write the day l get home.
- You will? - Yes.
That's fine.
They haven't called the plane.
No but my chauffeuring job is done and l'm leaving you here and now.
This is as far as l go, dear.
Have a wonderful trip.
Hey, Dad.
See what Franz collects? Some real treasures.
Been panhandling them off of tourists for years.
The fits you threw about me reading these.
The sight still doesn't thrill me.
Thank you, Franz.
Great Superman.
So how did Hitler look making his speech? You're aware he made one? - Yeah, l listened on the radio.
- He looked all too well.
Licking the Poles must have toned up his system.
You think he meant that ''outstretched hand of peace'' business? Who knows? lf the Allies buy it, he's got half of Poland for the price of a quick, cheap campaign.
The lies he told about the Polish campaign.
What contempt for his own people! Well, you put that in your report, if you ever write it.
You know me and paperwork.
Well, l'll expand it.
- Did you hear about the RoyaI Oak? - Yeah.
Some story about that U-boat skipper, sneaking right into the British fleet and sinking an old battle wagon like the Oak, then sliding on home to glory.
The German submariner is a good man.
Did you ever think of going into submarines? You get into submarines, you got a tough job getting out.
- That's the service l'd choose.
- You don't sink a battleship every day.
You think that's what appeals to me? lf you're interested, a classmate, Red Tully, runs the submarine school in New London.
Hey, easy.
lt's a tough physical, but you could pass it.
Forget it, Dad.
ln short, the West has shown itself spineless and impotent.
The tide is with us.
The time to strike is now! You saw how the British and the French reacted to the Polish war.
Nothing but talk! No one was really ready to fight.
September 29th, 1939.
The Ieaders of the German armed services, fresh from their great triumph in PoIand, are summoned for an urgent night meeting with AdoIf HitIer.
Prepare to execute Case Yellow.
We attack France in full force in November.
November? Five weeks from now? Mein Fuehrer, the Luftwaffe is ready and eager for that battle.
Fuehrer, the transfer of the entire Wehrmacht to the western front is a colossal logistical problem.
lt can be done.
Five months would not be too long.
You exaggerate.
My decision is irrevocable.
We attack in the west.
Case Yellow will go forward not later than November 12th.
That is all.
Hello, Byron.
What are you reading? Mein Kampf? l just bought it.
How you doing? Are you coming back to the States? Our transportation is set for Thursday.
l really don't know yet.
l Why don't we go down and have some coffee and pastries.
We'll talk.
Come on, let's be a couple of Berliners.
- l don't have a lot of time, but - Oh, relax.
Coffee will not make me relax, you understand that.
Boy, this is the life.
All these nice, polite, cordial, joking, happy people.
Did you ever see a nicer city? The only thing is, these folks have been blowing the hell out of Poland, pounding a city as nice as Berlin into a horrible pulp.
lt puzzles me.
Well, the contrast between the frontline and the back area is always a little startling.
No doubt Paris was charming while Napoleon was doing his butcheries.
Come on, Slote.
You can't tell me that Germans aren't just a little bit strange.
Yes, the Germans are strange.
That's why l want to read Mein Kampf.
One tried to blow my head off.
l'd like to know why.
Well, Mein Kampf is just the froth on the cauldron.
l'm overdue at the embassy.
l have to go.
Are you or aren't you coming with us? What's Natalie's plan? She may try to work her way back to Siena from London.
She had that notion.
But that may be impossible.
Does she even know the word? l don't have time to talk about Natalie Jastrow now.
But l'll tell you this.
l haven't had a moment's peace of mind since l met that lioness.
Why don't you marry her? l just may, if she'll have me.
She'll have you.
l don't think l'll be going with you.
l'm gonna stay on here with my folks for a while.
Let me know if you hear anything about where Natalie went.
Enjoy Mein Kampf.
All right, Pug.
What's it all about? Only a letter.
A letter? What letter? From whom? Well, goodness me, Pug! lt's only from Madeline.
- Who did you think it was from? - Good Lord, how was l to know? The Gestapo or somebody, from your manner.
Honestly! lt came to the embassy.
Well, what's wrong? She's gotten a nice raise in salary.
Read the last page.
Oh, l see what you mean.
An apartment of her own in New York.
At 19.
Oh, Pug.
Don't worry about Madeline.
She's as strait-laced as you are.
What can a girl do that's worth that much money? That's what a senior-grade lieutenant makes after ten years! lt's absurd! Well would you like me to go to New York and be with her? We can't afford that.
The Navy won't pay your way.
Briny, you're going back with Slote.
Maybe you can find a job in New York.
l've been meaning to talk with you about that.
l got a letter too, from Dr.
- l'm going to Siena.
- You're what? - Going to Siena.
- Who says so? l do.
lsn't this something we should all discuss? ls that girl there? No.
She may be coming from London, Dr.
Jastrow doesn't know.
What about money? ls Jastrow paying your way? - He says he can't.
- Then he's not expecting you.
No but l can afford it.
l saved most of what l earned.
That's what you're going to do.
Literary research, in some nice ltalian villa, while there's a war on.
- lf l'm called to active duty, l'll go.
- That's mighty big-hearted of you! lf you didn't, the Navy would toss you in the brig for a couple of years.
l'm real proud of you, Briny.
You do as you please.
Hello, AJ.
Byron, how good to see you.
- May l go back to work now? - Yes, yes.
Of course.
Gracious! lt's gonna take me a week to get over the start you gave me.
We were talking about you at breakfast.
We were certain you'd be back in the States.
- ls she here? - Yes, of course.
She's up in the library.
- Would you excuse me, sir? - Oh, yes, yes.
lt is you! Nobody else galumphs up those stairs like that.
- Why the devil did you come back? - l have to make a living.
Why didn't you tell us you were coming? l thought l'd just show up.
You look well-rested.
Put on a little weight.
Yeah, l feel really fine.
Well, we can use you.
We're still working on that Constantine book.
GeneraI Brauchitsch has been summoned to a meeting with HitIer.
He carries a memorandum signed by aII the Ieaders of the German army asserting that an attack against France at this time is impossibIe.
At German Army Headquarters in Zossen, on the outskirts of BerIin, the generaIs tenseIy wait for word from Brauchitsch.
l'm going for a walk.
l'll join you.
HeiI, mein Fuehrer.
l must confide in you on a very serious matter.
l have been approached by certain by certain army personages of the loftiest rank and prestige with a frightening proposal.
What did you reply? That they were talking high treason.
Now l will confide in you.
So, what is new in all this? Fuehrer, it is the army's final position.
- Case Yellow cannot proceed.
- Why not? Because of the military fundamentals, as stated.
Such as? The season, to begin with.
The meteorologists predict continuous soaking rains for weeks.
lt rains on the enemy too.
The conspiracy has been going on that long? Since Czechoslovakia? lf the British had not caved in at Munich, perhaps.
Who knows? But they did.
And ever since then, ever since his big triumph, it has been hopeless.
- Empty talk, talk, talk.
- l am staggered.
Eine hundred times l myself could have shot the man.
l can still, at any time.
But what would result? Chaos.
The people are for him.
He has unified the country.
We have to stand to our posts, save him from making military mistakes.
But we really cannot proceed with Case Yellow.
Brauchitsch will get a postponement.
And if he does not? Fuehrer, even the supply of artillery shells is totally inadequate.
Who says so? General Thomas, my chief of economics and armaments.
Do you know how many artillery shells of all calibers we have in the staging areas? - Right this minute? - No.
- How many are in the reserve dumps? - lt's up to my staff What the monthly annual production of shells is? Or the projected rise is in production, for the next six months, - month by month? - Who keeps such figures in his head? l do! The supply is adequate.
l tell you so, and l am a field soldier who depended on artillery for four years to protect his life.
Check with your staff.
lf one of those figures is wrong, you can postpone Case Yellow.
Otherwise, you march! And next time you come to see me, know what you're talking about! lf we lf we march, unprepared as we are, defeatism will run rampant.
lt will destroy the Wehrmacht and the fatherland.
The morale of the army was low even in the Polish campaign - against an enemy in collapse - You're questioning to me? To me? The courage of the German soldier? - l am talking facts.
- What facts? Back up this monstrous assertion! - Well, l - ln what units was morale low? What action was taken? How many death sentences were handed out for cowardice? Speak up! l will fly to the front and pass the death sentences myself! Name one instance of failure of nerve! One specific instance! l lnstances - lt was common knowledge.
- Common knowledge?! What is common knowledge is that Army Headquarters at Zossen crawls with cowards.
You opposed me on rearming the Rhineland.
You opposed me on the Anschluss with Austria.
You opposed me on Czechoslovakia, until the British came crawling to me! You dirtied in your trousers, you heroes of Zossen, at the idea of marching into Poland! Wellhave l once been wrong? Have you once been right? Answer me! - Mein Fuehrer - l know your go-slow tactics! l know your Zossen tricks, your Zossen schemes, your Zossen ideas! Tell everyone who signed this insubordinate Zossen rubbish to beware! l will ruthlessly crush everybody, up to the rank of a field marshal, who dares to oppose me.
You do not have to understand.
You only have to obey! The German people understand me.
l amGermany.
My God! ls something the matter? No, no, no.
Well Briny? Yeah? Well, l might as well tell somebody and l guess it'll be you.
Guess what l hold here in my hot little hand.
A proposal of marriage from a gentleman named Leslie Slote, Rhodes Scholar, rising diplomat and elusive bachelor.
What do you think of that, Byron Henry? Congratulations.
There's Aaron, and l'm in a fog.
Oh, this is Natalie, my niece.
Dottore Buffari.
Alien Registration Bureau, Firenze.
Would you go upstairs and get my resident status file? My file too? No, no, no.
Only the professor's file.
Again, please.
Aaron, why was that official checking your papers today? Oh, just a technicality.
Some clumsiness about letting my passport lapse.
That makes no difference.
Renewal is automatic.
That's what l thought.
But it seems now if you're not native-born, there are problems.
Besides, l imagine being the last permanent American resident in Siena may have helped stir up the mud.
What about those actors down the road, Tom and Ethel Searle? - Gone.
- Cleared out.
Lock, stock and barrel.
After 15 years.
Shipping every stick back to the United States.
That beautiful villa of theirs? What about that? They abandoned it, said they couldn't afford to get stuck here if war spread.
That's the difference between buying and leasing.
You just walk away.
You know, sir, if you believe there's a danger, don't you think your skin comes first? l have no such fear.
l'm rather tired.
Tell Maria to bring my cheese and fruit to the study.
Shall we take the coffee in my room? Yeah, sure.
l've never seen AJ more upset.
Well, Berel gave him the right advice.
''Get out.
'' Now maybe he will.
How far away that all seems.
Do you ever think of Warsaw? Yeah.
l dream about it a lot.
God, so do l.
That hospital.
l keep going round and round in my head at night.
Well, what do you think of old Slote's proposal to make an honest woman of me? l'm not surprised.
You're not? Well, l'm stunned.
l never thought l'd live to see the day.
He told me in Berlin he might marry you.
Yeah, well, he's had that option open for a hell of a long time.
So you had a big discussion about me in Berlin, did you, you two gentlemen? No, it's not a big discussion.
This is getting interesting.
What else did he say? That you were no girl for me to get involved with.
And that he hadn't had any peace of mind since he first laid eyes on you.
Two accurate statements.
Don't you know about Leslie and me? Big, tempestuous thing in Paris, years and years ago.
He didn't want to marry me, because l'm Jewish, and it might have loused up his diplomatic career.
Evidently, he's thrown the towel in.
Trouble is, l think l know why.
He's lonesome for you.
He behaved disgustingly in the Swedish ambassador's car.
l despised him for it and let him know.
That was the turnaround.
- You exaggerate that whole thing.
- Don't be mealy-mouthed.
All he did was turn yellow and hide behind my skirts.
The ambassador almost laughed in his face.
l'm not saying l won't marry him because he panicked under fire.
After all, he behaved well enough at the railroad station.
This proposal is just his way of apologizing and being more of a man.
And it is hardly the answer to my maidenly prayers.
lt's what you want.
Well, l don't know.
When l first told my father l loved a Christian, he had a heart attack.
No, l mean a real heart attack.
Now my mother's written that he's had another one, and l've cabled home to see how serious it is.
l'm sorry.
So there'd be that whole fight again.
And then there's Aaron.
He's not your problem.
He's got to get himself out of ltaly.
The sooner, the better.
And then there's another complication.
The biggest.
What's that? Don't you know, Briny? Haven't you a little inkling? Come on.
Stop it.
l really don't know what you're talking about.
Well, then, l'll tell you.
You've done it, you devil! And you know it.
You've done exactly what you set out to do the very first day you came here.
l'm in love with you.
What a dumb, stunned expression.
Don't you believe me? l only hope it's true.
No, Byron.
Look, l just had to do that or die.
But it's no good! l've been fighting it off and fighting it off, but it's no good.
You're a boy and a Christian, and l cannot go through it again! Don't look at me like that, Briny.
l think you'd better leave.
Please, go now! God! You're such a gentleman! lt's one of the unbelievable things about you.
Do you want to stay? l just don't want to make any mistakes.
l'll do anything you want.
l absolutely adore you.
Listen would you think of marrying me? That's incredible.
Two proposals in one day.
lt never rains but it pours.
Natalie, l know you think l'm crazy.
lf you really love me Oh, no, no.
Wait a minute.
This is insane.
The first idea is the right one.
You'd better go.
l know you're serious, and l'm terribly, terribly touched.
But you know, Byron, the one thing we've got is time.
We've got all the time in the world.
l swear we do.
You won't come back.
l know that.
Things will get difficult here.
Of course, l could go to Arizona or New Mexico.
They're such dull, arid, zero-culture places.
The very thought of trying to write there My books may not be important, but still the work is what keeps me going.
But, AJ, your books are important.
Are they? Why? Well, of course, they're very readable and often brilliant.
But that's not their distinction.
Their originality lies in their spirit.
They're very Jewish in a tough, unsentimental way.
lt made me realize how much Christendom owes to this bizarre little folk we belong to.
Bless you, my dear.
l know l've evolved into a pagan, a materialist, a hedonist.
l fell in love with the splendor of Christianity and Jesus long, long ago.
But none of that has made me less Jewish.
That is something that nobody in the family can understand, your father least of all.
l'm so grateful to you that you can.
How long after you go do you think Byron will stay? He makes me feel so secure just being here.
Then why not give him a raise? That'll convince him more than anything.
l don't think he's ever made a penny before.
Good morning.
Sorry l overslept.
l didn't get too much rest last night.
- Are you going someplace? - The Rome airport.
My mother cabled that my father's worse.
My brother wrecked his health in the garment business.
- Tell me something, Byron.
- What? Tell me when you decided you liked me.
When you took off your sunglasses.
My sunglasses? When was that? Remember in the villa? You were in the car with Slote.
You took off those big sunglasses and that was the first time l saw your eyes.
So? You asked when l fell in love with you.
That's the trouble with you, you make everything sound so simple.
lt's too simple.
Listen, l want to talk.
Talk all you want.
Listen to me carefully, Byron.
How old are you? l'm old enough for you, Natalie.
Old enough for what, to sleep with me? The problem is, what are you gonna do? l have an MA and l can teach, but what have you got? l mean, you have a smile that drives me absolutely out of my mind.
Listen, l think l'm going to tell you what l really think.
You are trained for something.
You're a Naval officer.
That's one thing l made a career of not being.
l'm just in the reserves.
What if we go to war? You'd fight, wouldn't you? Well, what else would you do? That's the way your mind works, and l love it, but l don't want to be the wife of a Navy officer.
l can't think of a more ridiculous and awful way for me to live.
Hey, l wouldn't marry a test pilot or an actor either.
Don't you understand? Hey, what's the matter? Natalie.
Why are you crying? Shut up, Byron.
This is an insane conversation.
The more l try to make sense out of all this, the crazier it gets.
Oh, darling, this doesn't solve anything.
Three days before Case YeIIow, the attack on France, and AdoIph HitIer tours the western front.
The same everywhere? From every staging area around the front, Fuehrer.
- The latest meteorological report? - No letup for at least two weeks.
Are you prepared to march nevertheless? My Fuehrer, the army awaits your orders.
This wiII be the first of 19 postponements of Case YeIIow.
Attention, pIease.
FIight number 75 is now arriving from BerIin.
You're all checked in.
The flight's been delayed until 4:30.
- Oh, damn.
- Oh, that's great.
An extra half-hour, it's like a lifetime.
- Holy cow, there's my father! - Your father? Where? There, with that group of guys coming through the door.
Wonder why he didn't tell me he was coming.
Hey, Dad! - Briny, how about this? - What are you doing here? Mr.
Gianelli, my son.
- l'm delighted to meet you.
- Pleased to meet you, sir.
Well, we'll meet you outside.
- Why didn't you call? - l'm sorry.
Everything happened sudden-like.
l meant to ring you tonight.
Why are you here? Natalie's father's sick.
She's going home.
- Has she left already? - No, she's sitting over there.
So that's the famous Natalie Jastrow? l've gotta meet that girl.
Natalie, this is my dad.
Sorry to hear about your father.
l'm going home to see how serious it is.
Will you be coming back? Not if Dr.
Jastrow returns to America.
He'd be well-advised to do that, fairly fast.
Well, l guess l'd better mosey along, Briny.
lt's not right to keep these foreign-ministry types waiting.
Byron tells me you know the Tudsburys.
You know, Pamela and l were great friends in Paris.
- Really? - She's lovely.
- She's a lunatic driver.
- You don't have to tell me.
She drove me to Chartres once and scared me witless.
l'm sure it would take more than that to scare you.
Well, l'm glad to have met you, even in this accidental way.
lt explains a lot of things.
Happy landings.
Thank you.
That is some girl.
What you didn't tell me was how pretty she is.
- Well, l think so.
- A man could drown in those eyes.
She is stunning.
But, like l said all along still goes.
That is a grown-up woman.
No offense.
No offense taken.
l'm in love.
Look, Warren's getting married on the 20th of May, the day after he finishes carrier training.
- l'll be sure and be home for that.
- Good.
Will we be able to have dinner or breakfast tomorrow? Breakfast, maybe.
Meet me at the embassy at about 7.
You better get on back to her.
She's sitting there all alone.
He really liked me? You bowled him over.
lf you're not coming back, wire me.
l'll take the first plane home.
- Byron - And don't marry Slote.
How young you are.
Promise me? You know what Lenin said.
''Promises, like piecrusts, are meant to be broken.
'' Forget about Lenin, just promise me.
You idiot, don't you know how much l love you? Bye, darling.
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