Operation Pacific Page #5

I'll call you tomorrow.

Please do.

You're still the softest-walking man

I ever heard.

-Kid says he asked you to marry him.

-That's right.

-Are you gonna do it?

-I don't know.

He wants to go someplace

where they never heard of the Navy.

And that appeals to you?

His idea is to fly back to Wichita, Kansas.

Start walking inland with a pair of oars.

When we get to where somebody says:

"What's that you've got

on your shoulders?" That's it.

Just tell me one thing.

When you kiss him,

do you get that old zing?

-Now you're talking like a jealous husband.

-Ex-husband and don't evade the question.

It's not a fair question.

A girl can't spend

the rest of her life kissing.

It's a good thing to fall back on

when you run out of talk.

If you wanted to be a nurse,

you didn't have to become a Navy nurse...

be sent to Pearl, where you might see me.

Duke, I have a life of my own to live.

I didn't want to live it

being afraid to run into you.

So you ran into me.

What now?

I don't know.

It's not as simple as I thought.

It took a war to make me understand.

Or maybe it's just

that I'm four years older.

But there hasn't a day

you weren't with me...

or a night...

on patrol, or ashore...

in town or pushing some kids

through the jungle with...

a baby in my arms.

Especially with that baby in my arms.

What good will that kind of talk do now?

I'm trying to convince you

that I want another chance.

I haven't much time to plead my cause.

I called a chaplain friend of mine and

asked him to stand by.

We could have a few days together

before I shove off.

Wait a minute.

I didn't spend these years to be...

rushed off my feet by a white uniform...

a big moon

and the perfume of ginger flowers.

-Tree orchids.

-You know what I mean.

You're thinking about the old zing.

But I'm thinking about the rest of my life.

I can't afford to make another mistake.

The only mistake you made

was in getting that divorce.

We're both grown up now.

We could have grown up together.

Maybe I wasn't around a lot of times

I should have been.

But I guarantee you...

I'm going to spend all the time I have

off-duty making it up to you.

-What is it, Chief?

-I'd like to speak to the Commander.

Excuse me.

How did you know where I was?

-Good evening, Chief.

-Good evening, ma'am.

-Lieutenant.

-Yes, Lieutenant, ma'am.

What's the trouble?

A bunch of the guys went to a luau,

roast pig, okolehao, fresh from the still...

-hula girls.

-Yes, I know.

You know Jonesy.

The Hawaiian police tried to break it up.

Then Shore Patrol got into it,

and of course somebody started swinging.

Anyway, they're all being held

down at the Shore Patrol Station.

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