The Best Years of Our Lives Page #3

Feel as if I were going in to hit a beach.

Some barracks you got here.

What are you, a retired bootlegger?

Nothing as dignified as that.

I'm a banker.

- How much?

- Take your hand out of your pocket.

- You're outranked.

- Yes, sir, Captain, sir.

- Good luck, chum.

- Thanks.

Yes, I will.

Yes, sir.

One moment, please.

One moment, please!

- Who do you wish to see?

- Mrs Stephenson.

Just a minute.

I'll have to announce you first.

Put that phone down.

I'm her husband.

- You're Mr Stephenson?

- Sergeant Stephenson.

What did you expect?

A four-star general?

I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.

- Fourth floor.

- Yes, sir.

(male voice) I'll get it, Peg.

Where's Mom?

- Da...

- Sh.

(woman) Who's that at the door, Peggy?

Peggy!

Rob, who was...?

- I look terrible.

- Who says so?

- It isn't fair of you to bust in on us.

- I phoned you from Portland.

- You said you wouldn't be home for...

- We were lucky.

We got a plane to Welburn. I thought

we were gonna get stuck there,

but we came right through.

- Al, are you all right?

- Sure.

- Are you all right?

- Course I am.

- Let me look at you.

- Don't look now, I need a shave.

If you don't mind, Mom...

Dad... darling.

I'll call the Kenworthys

and tell them we won't be over.

- The Kenworthys?

- Yes.

My son.

And my daughter.

I don't recognise you.

What's happened?

Just a few years of normal growth.

Don't you approve?

I don't know yet. I've got to have

more time to get to know you.

(Mom) Hello?

Alice, this is Milly.

I'm terribly sorry, but we can't be over.

I mean, I'm terribly happy.

You see, Al...

My husband!

Yes. He's home.

Yes.

Yes.

- Freddy!

- Hortense.

Well, say!

Pat!

Pat, it's Freddy.

He's home again!

- Hello, Pop.

- I wish we'd known you were coming.

We'd have had the place

kinda cleaned up.

Well? Haven't you got anything

to say to your own son?

- Glad to see you, my boy.

- Look at him, Pat.

Look at your hero son. And look at

all those beautiful ribbons on his chest.

Go on, Freddy, tell your father how you

got those ribbons and what they mean.

- Where's Marie?

- Marie?

- Yeah. Is she out?

- Marie isn't here, Freddy.

- Will she be back soon?

- She's not living with us.

- She took an apartment downtown.

- Why didn't anybody write me about it?

We were afraid it might worry you,

you being so far away.

It was inconvenient for Marie,

living here, after she took that job.

But we forwarded all your letters

and the allotment cheques.

She took a job? Where?

Uh... some nightclub.

I don't know just which one.

The poor girl works till all hours.

- Where does she live?

- Uh... Grandview Arms on Pine Street.

But there's nothing to worry about.

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