Reach for the Sky Page #4

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He's made a remarkable recovery.

What sort of chap is he?

What are his interests?

Flying...

...and sport.

I was afraid of that.

He's always been on top in those things.

He's got a sort of dynamo inside

makes him show off.

He won't accept second best.

- He's going to have to accept it.

- To Douglas, that would mean failure.

He always has to prove himself...

otherwise he feels out of it.

How will he take it when

he finds out he's lost both legs?

You mean he doesn't know?

No, we haven't decided on

how best to tell him.

It's important

he shouldn't find out by accident.

Would you like me to tell him?

Thank you. That's why I asked you

to come and see me.

There's no-one with him at the moment.

Hello, John.

Hello, Douglas.

You look fine.

The boys all send their best wishes.

Thanks, old boy.

Nice of you to come and see me.

Yes, isn't it?

As a matter of fact,

I've come to say goodbye.

What?

I've been posted to the Middle East.

Phworr.

Lucky devil.

I wish I was going with you.

(gasps)

Giving you some trouble?

It's the left one.

Hurts like hell.

It's bound to hurt at first, I expect.

Wish they'd cut it off like they did

the right one. That doesn't hurt at all.

Would you really like them to cut it off?

I don't give a damn what they do

as long as they stop it hurting.

As a matter of fact, Douglas...

...they have taken it off.

Why does it hurt so much, then?

You had to know sometime.

Yes, I suppose so.

Thanks for telling me, John.

It's a bit difficult to...

(sobs)

It certainly does hurt.

I'll try to come and see you

tomorrow, Douglas.

- Well?

- Well, I told him.

- How did he take it?

- I think it hit him pretty hard.

- I'll go and see him.

- I must get back.

- Thanks for doing a difficult job.

- (Both) Bye.

I gather you've done

quite a job on me, sir.

Sorry, old chap.

It's a case for artificial legs.

They're very good these days

so don't worry too much.

That's all right, sir, I'm not worried.

I'll get some longer legs.

I've always wanted to be taller.

Brace!

Brace!

Brace!

Come on, look lively!

- Sally'll be here soon.

- Why all the excitement?

- I'm keen on her.

- You hardly know her!

What? When I met her,

I drove her home 40 miles.

We had punctures every other mile!

- She's keen about me.

- Is she?

She likes smoothing your fevered brow,

but it won't last.

- You old cynic.

- I'm practical.

You don't want to marry her?

If I marry, it'll have to be someone

I met the way I am now.

It's that or no-one.

Blazes, if no-one'll have me,

I'll marry you!

I wouldn't ever marry you!

You'd be killed in the rush!

- Anyone home?

- Harry Day!

Don and Tommy! Come on in!

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