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After she bends the elbow a few times,
she sees things:
Rats, roaches, snakes,
bats, you know.
A sock in the kisser is the only
thing that'll bring her out of it.
Your room's ready, major.
How long have they been here?
That one, Curly, and the woman
showed up first.
Dad Temple told them
we were closed...
...but he offered to rent
It was so much money,
Dad couldn't turn it down.
Mr. Brown and the others arrived
in that boat four days ago.
Which one is Brown?
He's in number 11.
Never comes out except at night.
What's he like?
He's a lady- killer,
or thinks so.
Rich, I guess. The others jump
when he lifts a finger.
Out of season in this heat.
Why would they decide
to sit down on Key Largo?
They'll be leaving here
tonight or tomorrow.
Major?
Were you with George when he died?
Was he in much pain?
He never knew what hit him.
I was afraid he might have suffered.
Come down to Dad's room
when you're ready.
Excuse me.
Staying the night, huh?
I'm Curly Hoff.
I heard how you were with
old man Temple's son in Italy.
The kid got it?
Too bad.
I hope you didn't take offense
how we handled you.
at a bad time.
We were ready to bite
anybody's head off.
Especially a certain blond's.
Five of us come down here
for the deep- sea fishing.
All the way from Milwaukee.
More than a year, we'd been planning
to come here and fish our brains out.
So what happens?
One guy brings a blond.
And after we all swore
up and down, no dames!
But he's gotta bring her, this guy.
If she isn't drunk and crying,
she's got a hangover and arguing.
One minute she gets sore at you
and won't talk.
Next she's making a play for you
right in front of the guy!
And he gets sore at us,
mind you, not her.
Everything's spoiled,
including our dispositions.
It's cost us all this dough,
and for what?
The world's worst time.
I ask you, can you blame us
for getting rude?
- I don't blame you.
- How about a drink?
Not now, thanks.
Hotel Largo.
Just to show there's
no hard feelings.
No, thank you.
Thank you very much.
- What's that mean?
Hurricane's on its way.
See what I mean?
Hurricanes yet!
Dad's in here, major.
Sit down, major.
The war's over, Mr. Temple.
I'm not a major anymore.
I know the men that went don't
...and I don't like imposing on you.
But this letter here
from the War Department...
...is the only facts we have.
And it leaves us in the dark
about a few things.
I'll tell you everything I know.
Will you, Frank? Will you?
I'd be most grateful.
- Anywhere.
He was a good soldier
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