- German bandits at 2 o'clock! - Increase throttle! Power dive!
Spell it right, Rafe.
"Rudder" is spelled with two D's.
- Thanks, wingman. - Yeah, sure.
Whoa, bandits!
- Crack shootin', Danny. - Crack shootin', Rafe.
- Land of the free. - Home of the brave.
Great flyin', Dad!
Come on. I'm gonna teach you how to fly.
- get the front! - No, you take the back.
I'm bigger, and I should be in front.
I'm older and I'm teachin', so no.
- Wow. It's like we're really flying. - Yeah, I did it lots of times.
Come on. You man the guns. I'll give her some throttle.
We gotta get those dirty German bandits.
Oh, gosh!
- Hang on! - Make it stop, Rafe!
I've seen my dad do this lots of times. Don't worry!
Rafe!
- Oh, my gosh! We're flying! - We're flying!
My dad's gonna kill me. Come on.
Yes! Woo-hoo!
- We flew! - We flew! Yes! I'm a pilot!
- I know! - Yeah!
We flew.
- You no-account boy! - Daddy!
I done told you, you spend time playing with this stupid boy, can't read...
you ain't never gonna amount to nothin'!
He ain't stupid, Daddy! Daddy!
Come on!
Get on back home. Now!
Get on up. You got work to do.
Come on! Come on. Get on home!
You let him alone!
Daddy, no!
I will bust you open, you dirty German!
What'd you call me?
I fought the Germans in France.
And I fought 'em in the trenches.
And I pray to God no one ever has to see the things that I saw.
You're my best friend.
Daddy, wait!
Daddy, wait.
Adolf Hitler builds the German military machine...
and drags all of Europe into war.
But even while France falls to Hitler...
America still refuses to join the fighting.
- Where's McCawley and Walker? - Still training, sir.
All right, Danny. Now, let's show 'em how to fly.
We're gonna play chicken. You ready?
This ain't the farm, and these ain't no crop dusters.
- I'm not playing chicken with ya. - Now don't be a baby. I'll tell you what.
- I'm not doing it, Rafe. - Well, I'm coming right at you.
You can turn or you can hit me. It's up to you.
- What the... - Oh, boy.
Why you always bustin' my ass, Rafe?
Which way you goin'?
I guess I'll go right. No, left. I'll go left.
- Okay, we're goin' left, right? - Uh, right. Right?
"Right" like we're going right or "right" like we're going left?
Now you got me all mixed up! I don't know. Make up your mind.
God, Rafe, we're going right! Righty-tighty!
Those are some smooth aces.
Did you say something?
'Cause let me tell ya, those farm boys are grounded!
Yes, sir, an entirely unacceptable use of m-m-military aircraft, sir.
- Get my hat. - Yes, sir.
Get those hedge-hoppers in Doolittle's office.
After two years of training...
you believe that a $45,000 aeroplane is there for your amusement?
No, sir. I was just trying to keep my edge, Major.
And when you did the outside loop Iast week, what did you think that was?
Honing your skills?
That's not training, McCawley. That's a stunt.
And I personally consider it to be reckless and irresponsibIe.
Major.
How could that be when you're famous for being the first man in the world ever to do it?
- Don't get cute with me, son. - No, sir. I...
I don't mean to be disrespectful. I just think that... Well, I...
It is reckless and irresponsible if you're just doing it to be a show-off.
But I was doing it to try to inspire the men, sir...
in the way that you've inspired me.
I believe the French even have a word for that...
when the men get together to honour their leaders.
They call it an homage, sir.
- A what? - An homage, sir.
That's bullshit, McCawley!
But it's very, very good bullshit.
Thank you, sir.
McCawley, you remind me of myself 15 years ago.
Which is why we need to discuss this.
Have a seat, son.
The British have accepted you into the Eagle Squadron.
You're on your way to England tomorrow, if you still want to go.
Wow.
Just a few British pilots are all that stand...
between Hitler and total victory in Europe.
They're gonna need all the help they can get.
Yes, sir. Well, I'm on my way.
Just for the record, I'm supposed to ask you to reconsider.
- Sir? - Sooner or later...
we're gonna be in this war whether we like it or not.
And I'm gonna need all of my best pilots.
So it's my duty to ask you to stay.
Major, what would you do?
If it was me...
I'd go.
God! Am I going bald right back here?
Ooh!
Man, I am one good-lookin' son of a bitch.
Don't you ever die.
Die. That's exactly the concept you gotta work tonight.
You put a drop of this clove oil under your eyes...
and you let 'em sting and well up.
You get your nurse alone, take a breath...
let her see your eyes glisten and say...
"Baby, they're training me for war...
and I don't know what'll happen...
but if I die tomorrow...
I want to know that we lived all we could tonight."
Come on, guys! We got nurses waitin'.
Come on, before the rest of his hair falls out.
How could you do this?
Well, Doolittle assigned me.
He wanted me to get some real... real combat training in.
Well, guess what?
It's not training over there. It's war...
where the losers die and there aren't any winners...
just guys who turn into broken-down wrecks like my father.
Yeah, I understand that, Danny, but I feeI like I got a duty to go.
Don't preach to me about duty, damn it. I wear the same uniform you do.
Now, if trouble wants me, I'm ready for it, but why go looking for it?
God, Danny, come on. I'm gonna be 25. I might as well be an old man.
They're gonna have me bein' a flight instructor.
I don't wanna teach loops and barrel rolls.
- I wanna be a combat fighter. - Hey, come on!
The nurses can't d- d-dance by themseIves.
Let's go.
If the call to duty means seeing 150 men in their underwear every day...
we are here to serve.
I can't believe it. Saturday night in New York City.
Do you know what they're doing where I come from? Nothing.
Cow tipping.
That's why you joined the navy, hon.
Get out of that dusty little town and see the worId.
May I remind you, Barbara, we're navy nurses, not tourists.
I joined to do my patriotic duty and to meet guys.
Me too.
Girls, we're gonna have so much fun tonight in the city.
You gotta tell them the story, Evelyn.
What?
Oh, come on. Tell us.
- Oh, it's such a long story. - We got time.
I saw it happen.
Well, it was about four weeks ago.
What do you think is b-better?
All in the one cheek or spreading them out?
Okay.
Fusco, Anthony.
You all right, buddy?
Sweetie, do you really have to do this?
I'm not gonna get yellow fever in my barracks.
No? If you'd rather, she can do it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. J- J-Just gimme a minute.
Honey, the government says stick 'em, we stick 'em.
Hey, Red, you all right?
Eye exam number four?
Listen, Doc, I have passed a dozen medical checks.
You write that, they won't let me fly.
Sorry, son.
I'm gonna fail. They're gonna take my wings away.
No, they won't. Just relax.
Read the bottom line, please.
Just keep practisin' the bottom line.
And don't worry. I'm right behind you.
J-L-M-K-P-O...
Thank you.
- Next. - Ma'am.
J-L-M-K-P-O-E-T-X. Eyes like an eagle, ma'am.
Slow down, flyboy.
And instead of the bottom, read the very top. Both eyes.
"C." Sorry. "J."
"C," "W," uh, "Q", uh, "Q."
Read the bottom line again, please, but read it right to left...
and every other letter.
E- X...
- X-E. - X-E.
X-E, ma'am.
Ma'am, I know how this looks.
I'm sorry, Lieutenant. I really am...
but army and navy requires 20/20 vision.
Oh, I... It's not a problem with my eyes. I mean, I can see.
I mean, I can hit a running rabbit with a $3.00 pistol.
I got a problem with letters, that's all.
Well, maybe after some schooling, you could come back and take the test again.
No, I had schooling. I mean, the teachers just never knew what to make of it.
It's just letters. I mix 'em up sometimes. That's all.
I mean, I just get 'em backward sometimes.
Look here. My math and spacial reasoning and my verbal scores are all excellent.
But you barely passed the written exam.
Yeah, but he did pass it. So is it my turn now?
- No, you'll wait your turn. - Yes, ma'am.
Ma'am, I'm never gonna be an English teacher.
But I know why I'm here: To be a pilot.
And you don't dogfight with manuals. You don't fly with gauges.
It is all about feeling and speed...
and lettin' that plane become like a part of your body.
And that manual says that a guy who's a slow reader can't be a good pilot.
That file says I'm the best pilot in this room.
Ma'am, please, don't take my wings.
Well, I felt so bad.
Evelyn, rotate to station three.
I had no choice.
I passed him.
So then this cocky pilot comes back.
- Say, fella, are you enlisted? - Yeah.
"Yeah"? Boy, you're talking to an officer.
- Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. - Give me that file.
- Yes, sir. - Parade rest.
Yes, sir.
Ma'am, I didn't get a chance to thank you.
Drop your skivvies.
Oh. Okay.
Just like this?
That's fine.
He did have a very cute butt.
You know, I know you didn't have to pass me, and you did.
And I just... I didn't think you'd understand, and you did.
You know, you still haven't said thank you.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Why'd you do it? I mean, I'm just curious.
You're like my hero now.
Actually, my father was a pilot...
and I've seen firsthand what happens when a pilot loses his wings.
You know what? Your father's my hero then too.
In fact, as an officer, I think it'd be my duty...
to take my new hero's daughter out tonight just to...
- Gosh, did I poke too deep? - I think you hit the bone there.
You are so mean.
What, so is... so is there any chance that you might kind of, sort of...
you know, like me, or...
How did you guess?
They never taught us how to deal with this feeling.
What feeling?
Well, it's kind of like this.
Well, he was getting fresh, so I poked him again.
All right, Romeo. I want to get this over with.
Hold on a second.
Miss, I really, really lick you.
Ah! What did he mean?
Like you.
I didn't mean to say that. And I just, um...
I just want to ask you, please, if I can donate dinner.
He started to act very strange.
Or, well, buy you dinner.
- This isn't your chart. - Whoa!
No. That's the, uh, this fellow over here's. I think he Ieft.
Have you already had this shot?
Yeah, well, once already.
Well, I wanted... I mean, I just... can I ask you out?
No.
And he just went wham!
Oh! What'd you do to him?
Poor guy.
Hey!
Oh, my God. Are you okay?
Uh, yeah. I'm fine. I feel great.
This is just standard, precautionary thing.
But, look, I got some, uh, genuine French champagne from France.
And I thought, you know, maybe we could celebrate.
Celebrate what?
Oh, I don't know. You being my hero, for one.
Okay. Why not?
So I wanted to thank you...
and I just wanted to put your mind at ease about passing me...
because I really do think you did this country a service.
I mean, I am a great flier.
And if you have a fault, which you obviously don't, it's modesty.
No. If I have a fault, it's candour.
You are just so...
Cork just got away from me.
God, it hurts!
It hurts something fierce.
I'm sorry.
- It's bleeding. - God.
Oh.
- Lay still. - I ruined everything. Oh, it hurts.
- It's cold! - It'll stop the bleeding.
- I can't breathe. - Lay still.
You are so beautiful, it hurts.
It's your nose that hurts.
I think it's my heart.
And then I kissed him.
Evelyn, that's the most romantic story I ever heard.
It's been the most romantic four weeks and two days of my life.
I'm so jealous.
Hello, Lieutenant. It's good to see you.
- You, too, Lieutenant. - Pick a hand.
It's beautiful.
What's in your other hand?
Mine.
Well, it took me six hours to fold these.
I want you to meet my friends.
Rafe, this is Martha, Barbara, Sandra.
- Hi. I'm Betty. - Hi.
Would you happen to have any friends?
Take your pick.
Hi.
We ever get in this war and somethin' happens to me...
I can't tell you how good it makes me feel to know...
that someone as sweet as you will be there to nurse me back to health.
Good, but we're not in the war yet.
Okay. That was a bad line.
Hi.
I'm... I'm Red.
Red S-S-Strange.
- Your last name's Strange? - Yeah, she's all yours, soldier.
No. It's... It's Winkle.
Red is such a ladies' man.
- Do you always stutter? - No. Only when I'm...
She's totally buying it.
- Nervous? - Yeah.
Why can't I get something like that?
- Hello. - Hi.
Danny seems kind of shy around the girls.
It's not that he's shy.
He's just a little unsure of himself, you know.
His old man used to run him down a lot.
Get him in a plane, he's sure of himself.
He's like my brother. He's like my best friend.
You know, my right hand.
Which, at the moment, is a long way south of my waist.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I guess I lost a littIe altitude.
Yeah, I guess you did.
Excuse me.
You and me, we got to talk.
So the rumour is the navy's shipping us to Pearl Harbor.
Well, won't be so bad.
It's about as far from the fighting as you can get.
You'll get a suntan.
So maybe the army will post you guys there too.
You are a super speciaI woman.
And, and, well...
Well, they're training me to be a big bad warrior...
and, well...
So I mean, you never know what might happen tomorrow or...
or any day after that, you know?
So...
God, we need to make tonight super special.
Why are you crying?
I guess it's the thought that I might not ever get to see you again.
Dry your eyes, toots. Tonight you're mine.
I don't want to be with a crowd tonight.
I just want to be alone with you.
Well, how does New York Harbor by moonlight sound?
Are you gonna be a bad influence?
Of course I'm a bad influence.
Let's see if we can commandeer this vessel...
'cause we're officers of the U.S. Government.
Not for long, we won't be.
One day, we'll take a trip on a boat like that.
Would you like that?
We'll be dressing for cocktails and walk into the Grand Salon.
No one's talking about war. They're just dancing to Cole Porter.
- I'll have to get a tux. - Yeah.
- Come on. There you go. All aboard. - You're out of your mind.
Yeah. Careful now. Here, sit down.
Now, let's see here.
There we go.
See, this is as close as I could get you to your ship.
So at least I tried, right?
Actually, you know what? This is better.
Yeah, it is.
God, you're pretty.
What's gonna become of us all, Rafe?
Well, the future's not exactly in our hands, is it?
No. I guess you're right.
Oh, my God! Are you all right?
- Yeah, are you? - That was not part of the date.
- Watch your step. - Oh, thank you.
- Evelyn! - Guys, come up! Come on...
Come up! We're in 321.
There's something I got to tell you.
Well, you got no secrets from me, Lieutenant.
I've seen your medical chart.
This can't be good, or it wouldn't be so hard to say.
Yeah. I got to go away.
We're all going away.
Yeah...
but I'm going to the war tomorrow.
I'm flying with the EagIe Squadron.
It's an outfit the British started for American pilots.
I don't understand.
You're in the U.S. Army. How could they order you to go?
They didn't order me. I volunteered.
But I passed you. I let you through.
And now you volunteer for the most dangerous pIace you could go?
It's not your responsibility, not your choice.
Flying's the only thing I ever wanted to do.
I mean, everything in my life has led me up to this point.
Meeting you.
I love you.
I love you so much.
Let's go inside.
All right. Wait a minute. I just... I can't do this.
This just... It's not right. I'm sorry. I just...
See, I can't do this. I mean, I...
I mean, I can. I... I want to.
I'm not trying to be noble, you know.
Or not saying I know what would happen.
Or just... I need to stop talking.
I just... I just don't want it... I just don't want it to be like everybody else.
I don't want you to have anything about tonight that you'll regret.
I mean, it's been the most incredible night of my life...
and I don't want to ruin that.
Oh, you couldn't ruin it.
If I had one more night to live, I'd want to spend it with you.
See, that's what I want to come home to.
That's what I want to have to think about and dream about.
I want to know that the best part of my life is still ahead of me.
Look.
Don't...
Could you not come see me off?
Because saying goodbye to you once is hard enough.
Here.
- Take this. - You think it looks good on me?
I will come back.
I thought you said you told her not to come.
- Yeah, I did. - Why are you looking for her then?
It's my test.
If I tell her not to come, and she comes anyway...
then I... I know she loves me.
All aboard! Track 57!
If, uh, anything happens to me...
I want you to be the one to tell her, all right?
You just make sure and come back for the both of us, all right?
- See you when I get back. - Yeah.
Good hunting, Rafe.
Evelyn! Evelyn!
Evelyn!
Evelyn! Evelyn! Hey!
She loves me.
The German Luftwaffe relentlessly bombards downtown London...
while Churchill's Royal Air Force is in a deadly struggle...
to maintain control of the British skies.
This is a real mess.
Lieutenant McCawley reporting for duty, sir.
Good. We'll get you settled into your quarters...
and then introduce you to the crate you'll be flying.
Yes, sir, well, if y'all are patching up bullet holes right here on the runway...
maybe we ought to skip housekeeping and get me right into an aeroplane.
Two didn't come back, sir. We counted only eleven.
Are all Yanks as anxious as you to get themselves killed, Pilot Officer?
Not anxious to die, sir. Just anxious to matter.
This is yours.
Good chap.
Didn't die till he'd landed and shut down his engine.
Please be seated, gentlemen.
I'm afraid I'm in a bad mood.
Churchill and Stalin are asking me what I'm asking you.
How long is America going to pretend the worId is not at war?
We've increased food and oil supply shipments to them, Mr. President...
and as far as I know...
What they really need are tanks, planes, bullets, bombs and men to fight.
But our people think Hitler and his Nazi thugs are Europe's probIem.
We have to do more.
Send the Brits and Russians more of our ships and anti-aircraft weapons.
And keep cannibalizing the Pacific Fleet?
What choice do we have?
We're building refrigerators while our enemies build bombs.
This is so exciting.
You know, there's about a hundred ships on Pearl.
And how many sailors per ship?
It depends. There's more on a battleship than a sub.
But say, on average, 2,000?
Yeah, but then there's the fliers, the marines, the base personneI.
I'm still working on the sailors.
Girls, I think the odds are in your favour.
Yeah, like 4,000 to 1.
It's paradise.
See you on the beach, boys! We're in Hawaii!
Hey, you know, you're not supposed to be paintin' titties on the side of my aeroplanes.
And if you do, don't make 'em lopsided.
- They were lopsided, Earl. - Look, it says right here.
"Never ride waves amongst rocks or submerged pilings."
See, it says you shouldn't do that.
Well, how you gonna know they're submerged if they're submerged?
Hey, Gooz, what in the hell are you doing?
He's trying to fix this surfboard thing of his.
He keeps taking chunks off his nose on the rocks.
I thought I'd come in on my day off, work on my new invention...
the Gooz cruise fin.
I'm gonna be a rich fella.
Every surfboard in the nation's gonna need one.
Yeah? You're gonna need a broom.
Oh. Check out these new recruits.
- Hi. - Aloha.
Y'all pilots?
We're working on it.
There's a lot of switches and stuff.
- Pride of the Pacific. - Who are you?
Terrors of the Skies.
- Welcome, ladies. - Hi.
I have to deal with Coastie's sunburnt rump...
before I can show you around.
Dear Evelyn...
it's different than I thought it would be here.
It's cold.
So cold it goes deep into your bones.
There is one place I can go to find warmth.
That is to think of you.
I just wish I could be back there with you.
It's not easy making friends.
Two days ago, I had a beer with a couple of the RAF pilots.
Yesterday, both of them got killed.
Dear Rafe...
I miss you so much.
It's so strange to be half a world away from you.
I'm right on his tail!
Got one!
Every night I look at the sunset...
and try to draw the last ounce of heat from its long day...
and send it from my heart to yours.
Family?
Girl, sir.
The girl.
A lot of people frown on the Yanks for not being in this war yet.
I'd just like to say...
if there are many more back home like you...
God help anyone who goes to war with America.
Atten-hut!
Attention on deck! Admiral Kimmel...
commander-in-chief, Pacific Fleet, on deck.
Sharp presentation, Captain.
Thank you, Admiral Kimmel.
For four months now, Washington's been bIowing pink smoke...
about the threat from Japan.
Could make us lose our fighting edge. I'm determined not to let that happen.
With your permission, Captain.
Admiral, urgent, from Washington.
I'm supposed to keep this fleet battIe-ready to take on the Japanese...
cover half the damn globe.
Now they want me to transfer another 12 destroyers to the Atlantic.
Don't they know what we're facing out here?
They feel Europe is the greater danger, Admiral.
I'm assuming these risk assessments include Hawaii.
Well, Pearl Harbor is too shallow for an aerial torpedo attack...
and we're surrounded by sub nets.
All we have to worry about here is sabotage...
so we bunched our planes together to make them easier to protect.
Distance is our ally, Admiral.
You analysts got it all figured out, don't you?
The smart enemy hits you exactly where you think you're safe.
I fixed the hydraulics and electrical systems, sir...
but the oil hoses still need attention.
- Just crank it, Ian! - God speed you, sir.
Red section, take the bombers. Blue section, look out for fighters.
Bombers dead ahead.
Let's drop in on 'em and give 'em a reception.
Red Two, follow my lead, high side.
- Go right at the lead bomber. - Following you, Red One.
Good hit! Good hit!
Red One, coming around, reset for the kill.
I have the middle bomber.
Hammer down!
We got him. Nice shot, Red Two.
I got two M.E.'s dead ahead.
I'm on him. I'm on his tail. Hammer down.
I got one of them!
I got another one.
Red One, you got fighters all over your tail!
I'm under fire! I'm taking fire!
Red One, get out of there. Pull up! Pull up!
I got an oil leak!
Can't see a damn thing!
I can't bail! My canopy's stuck!
I can't bail out!
He's on my tail, Red Two.
I'm hit! I'm hit!
Mayday! Mayday!
Oh, my God.
- I'm no good at church. - What do you mean, sweetie?
Well, whenever I'm up there getting my slate wiped clean...
I can't help but think of how I'm gonna dirty it up again.
- This from a virgin. - I've got to inventory supplies.
Oh! Kill me now. Could you be any more boring?
Don't bother. Sundays she writes Rafe.
Ten pages instead of the usual five.
Gosh, I wish I was in love.
Hey, sweetheart.
She hates me.
- Good to see you, Red. - Sure good to see you, too, Betty.
What are you doing? You wanna come for a ride? Come on.
Yeah, I'll be your chauffeur.
That-a-boy! Be a mad dog!
You hit pretty hard for a cook.
All right, Walker, who you got? Come on. Fight's almost over.
- I'll take the cook. - Why? You don't like money?
Come on! Get out there now!
- I'll put five on it. - Done.
Against the mechanic? That guy craps rivets.
How's it feel up from that dark, oily engine room? Sunlight botherin' you?
Ow.
Man, he's getting all busted up in there!
Move! Move!
Come here. We gotta talk. Get down here.
- He can't hurt us. - He can hurt us.
- He cut us. We bleeding. - Bleeding?
That's a scratch. You see this here?
This here's the hard-earned greenbacks of every pot-scrubbin', dish-washin' chop in this here fleet.
Now, if we don't win, the Teeny here has to find himself another battleship.
'Cause there's no way I'm going back to the Arizona empty-handed.
Don't worry about the money.
I'm gonna send that smug engine-fixin' snipe...
back below decks where he belong.
Come on, man! We the man! You the man!
He slapped your mama, remember? Be a son of a bitch!
Look at this! All right, Dorie!
That's enough. That's enough.
Oh! Where's my money?
Nah. Fight's rigged.
We're rich!
How'd you get this?
Boxing.
Did you win?
Yes, ma'am.
What do you get for winning?
Respect.
So why do you have to fight with your fists to get respect?
I left my mama in Texas and joined the navy to see the world...
become a man.
They made me a cook.
Not even that. I, uh, clean up after other sailors eat.
Two years, they never even let me fire a weapon.
Well, let's hope you never have to.
Yes, ma'am.
You take care, Petty Officer Miller.
You, too, ma'am.
You know, he taught me to fly.
I always knew that no matter what kind of trouble I got into...
I'd never be in it alone.
He'd be there with me.
Up there, he was always pushing me to be better and faster.
He told me you were a great flier.
It was the same night he told me he volunteered to go to England.
Volunteered?
He...
He told me he'd been assigned.
He was always trying to protect me.
But you know what? I look at myself in the mirror in this uniform...
and I still don't know who I am.
I look like a hero...
but I don't feel like it.
Rafe...
he always looked the part, didn't he?
He couldn't wait to be one.
To Rafe McCawley.
The best pilot...
and the best friend I ever knew...
or ever will know.
To Rafe.
Look at this. Look at this.
The Japanese are flooding the Pacific with radio traffic.
Everywhere from the Panama Canal to Southeast Asia.
There's no logical pattern in it, Captain.
No, there's... There's always logic.
They know we read their mail.
They're trying to make us think their fleet is moving south.
I'm not buying it.
Something, something... Something's up.
Otherwise, why would they take the trouble to bullshit me?
Evelyn, um, I signed for these letters for you today.
They're from England.
They're from Rafe.
I'm sorry, Ev.
You know how long it takes mail to get here.
- Hurry up! - Show time, boys! Come on!
America still awaits Japan's response to peace proposals.
Ambassador Nomura arrives in Washington...
in what couid hopefuliy guarantee continued peace in the Pacific.
On the British front, Churchill declares...
"Give us the toois, and we will finish the job."
The RAF has fought bravely...
against Hitler's ambition to rule the skies over the Channel.
Victory does not come without sacrifice.
- Evelyn! - Danny.
- Hey. - Some comedy, huh?
- Yeah. - It's been awhile.
Yeah, I've been logging a lot of flight hours.
I kinda been avoiding you too.
Yeah.
- Look... - Do you...
- Do you want to? - Sure, yeah.
I remember this one time when I was like seven years old.
I was always building these gadgets and things.
He told me he wanted me to build him some wings...
so that he could fly like his daddy, dusting crops.
I told him you can't fly without some kind of engine, right?
But he wouldn't listen. You know, he told me...
"Danny, never mind all that. Just build 'em anyway."
So I did.
And I'm up there, strapping these big ol' wings on his back...
that we made from paper and glue and these massive silk bloomers that we stole.
He looked so stupid, you know? And I told him...
"You can't jump off the barn in these."
And bam!
He busted his leg on the backhoe.
God, I miss him.
Yeah, but don't you think that Rafe wasn't back up there the next day...
cast and everything...
telling me to make some adjustments on those wings.
Wow. Check this out. Crossroads to the Pacific.
Tahiti, 1,700 miles. All right! Okay.
Say, Betty.
- No, Betty! Get up! - What's going on, Red?
- You've gotta stand up, please. - What do you mean, get up?
Just stand up. Stand up here.
Oh!
- Betty... - Red, come on!
We got a dinner reservation.
Can I get a minute?
What's the matter, you sick?
Can a guy propose?
Oh! Thank you!
Am I talking too much? Sometimes I do that. I'm sorry.
Hold up. Look at this.
Hello.
- Okay, let's get out of here. - Okay. Hey!
I guess I should go.
Don't let it be three months before I see you again, all right?
- I had a good time. - Yeah, me too.
- Do you want me to walk you home? - No, I'll be fine.
No. Of course.
- Good night, Danny. - Good night.
I was just wondering if maybe I couId come by some time...
get a cup of coffee or a piece of pie.
What am I doing?
Okay.
Oh! You were asleep. I'm sorry.
Danny?
Is something wrong?
No! There's nothing wrong. There's no probIem. Hi.
It's just Danny.
I just... You... You forgot this.
Oh.
Thanks. It was good of you to take the trouble to drop it over now.
I... I thought you might need it, you know...
uh, maybe tomorrow morning.
If, uh... I mean, not that you wear this to work, but...
No. It's a hanky.
Right, right. Yeah.
Listen, I was thinking maybe, uh, I could come by some time or give you call...
If I gave you a call, could I come by some time?
Once, maybe, if you're not busy?
Yeah, maybe.
- Maybe? - Maybe.
Okay, all right.
- Thanks. Good night. - Goodbye. Good night. Good night.
You are such an idiot.
- Did you have fun last night? - It wasn't how it looked.
And if it was, it'd be all right. It's been months. It's time to move on.
- I am moving on. - Ev, don't lie.
All I know is I hear you crying when you think I'm asleep.
When my dad left, I was too much for my mom to handle...
so she sent me to live with my aunt.
I thought my life was over, but you don't know where it's all going to lead.
If I hadn't have run away and lied about my age and enlisted in the navy...
I... I wouldn't have met Red, and... now he's my fiance.
Oh, God, I can't get used to that word.
- It's only been 12 hours. - Oh, Betty.
Uh, Little Betty beat us all to the post.
And this is ward three. As you can see, no patients.
Welcome to Hawaii. Come on. I'll show you the bar.
Sandra, new recruits to torture.
- Come on. Excuse me, ladies. - Hi!
We're gonna wait two years until I'm 19 and Red can buy me a ring.
Rafe sent his best friend to tell you so you would be okay...
so you can move on.
You gotta go on living, Ev.
Red!
Oh! Sorry.
Bye, Rafe.
The Japanese fleet is missing.
They're operating under radio silence.
This footage was shot four days ago on October 28.
Well, we're sending scout planes in wider vectors all over the Pacific...
but they get nothing.
Now, they could be anywhere in here.
I don't understand how two whole carrier divisions can just disappear.