The Prowler

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The Queen Mary, thegreatest passenger Iiner in the world...

brings home the greatest human cargo New York Harbor has ever seen.

Almost 1 5,000 troops get an eager glimpse ofthe U.S. ofA.

Past the towers of Manhattan steams the 83,000-ton British liner.

These victorious G.I.s have done their duty.

They answered their country's caIl,

left theirjobs, their families, their sweethearts...

and beat the Nazi tyranny on a thousand battlefields.

For some- the psychological victims ofwar- it wiIl be a long road back.

These men wilI need time to rebuild the lives they set aside when Uncle Sam caIled.

For others- the G.I.s ofthe "DearJohn" letters-

it means starting over, replacing what they have lost.

They faced one challenge and won. They can win this one too.

Welcome home.

Let dancing replace marching.

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I don't know how to tell you this.

I really don't want to hurt you,

but I just can't wait foryou any longer.

I know I promised to wait.

I really did try,

but it's been so much longer than either of us expected.

So much has happened, and you're so far away.

I hope you understand how I feel.

I know I said I loved you, but I'm young...

and I have to Iive my Iife now.

And who knows how long it wiIl be before you return.

I hope you don't hate me for leaving you this way.

But perhaps, when the war is over, we can be friends again.

PIease take care ofyourself.

I continue to worry about you.

Sincerely, Rosemary.

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[ People Chattering, Laughing, Muffled ]

There's Tom Caldwell's Cadillac.

Well, I'll be dogged.

Say, who's he going out with now anyway?

Linda Booth. Do you believe it?

With Linda Booth?

I thought she was going out with Georgie Wise. Didn't you hear?

Well, I heard Georgiejoined the air corps, all right, but-

Wait a minute. Georgie didn't get-

They broke up.

Will you look at that?

Aw, that'sjust a big old boat.

Sweetheart, that car doesn't do you justice.

You are precious.

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Swell job, fellas.

We were all saddened by the great Glenn Miller's tragic death...

somewhere in the skies over France.

But he left us a wonderful legacy in his music.

And now for all those fine young men here tonight...

just back from overseas,

I'd like to ask the band to play one of his best tunes.

Oh, look. There's Pat Kingsley. [ Bandleader Continues, Indistinct ]

Well, Pat Kingsleyjust- just came home from the Pacific. So?

Come on. Let's go up to the point.

Oh, not now. It's too early.

Come on. This place is dead. We'll come back later.

FoIks, I bet you never saw a more sober group ofguys.

Hey! Keep your mitts off my girl!

The drummer told me his wife wouldn't let him in the house...

if he ever showed up again...

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So let's cheer him up, and everybody swing!

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Oh, that'sjustJimmy Turner. He takes care ofthis place.

What does he do, sweep it with his eye?

No, but I hear he sleeps on an old mattress in the basement.

Sounds like a swell guy.

Oh, isn't it beautiful? Ifyou really like it, I'll buy it foryou.

Oh, Roy.

What's the matter- afraid somebody will tell your dad?

He'sjustjealous.

What do you mean?

My dad's got even more money than he does.

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Want a slug?

You sure know how to put a girl in the mood.

Just call me Mr. Romance.

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Piece ofcake, please.

Did you see where Pat went? Sorry.

That water looks great.

We oughta go for a swim.

We wouldn't even need suits. Roy?

I'm only ribbing you. I don't want to swim.

You're all I want. Come on.

Come here, baby.

Roy, I shouldn't.

Okay. And while the boys go powder their noses,

why don't all you chowhounds hustle your gals over to the refreshment table...

and dig in.

Roy.

- - Roy?

Come on.

Come on, don't play hard to get.

What about New Year's Eve?

Well, that was different. I couldn't help myself.

What ifsomebody sees us? You don't even have to take your dress off.

You're so amazing.

Ifone ofyour damn soldier friends shows his face around here,

well, he's gonna wish he was back overseas.

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No! No!

No!

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Hey, you alive out there?

Well, let's hear it!

Yay! Whoa-oh!

Looks a little crooked to me.

Oh, yeah? How's that?

Maybe a little bit higher.

Like that? Is that better?

Yeah. It looks great.

Yeah.

Mark. How about this side?

WelI, if it isn't Deputy London keeping an eye on things.

Hi, guys. Hi.

Hi, Pam. Hi, Mark.

Well, I guess you don't need me anymore.

Where you goin'? Uh, to drop these off.

The graduation edition? Yeah. Wejust finished this morning.

You have a spare? Yeah, but we had to print these very small,

and I wouldn't want you to strain your eyes twice in one day.

Well, maybe you can read it to me over lunch.

Okay. All right. I gotta stop by the office first though.

If I don't, the sheriffwill kill me.

They haven't had a graduation dance since 1 945...

because Major Chatham wouldn't allow it.

Well, he'd stop it now if he could.

But he can't. Since the stroke, no one's even seen him.

You know, I feel sorry for him.

He's all alone in that house, so close to where he found his daughter and that boy.

State police called about an hour ago.

Somebody robbed a market up near Columbus.

Cut some kid up and took his car.

They think he may be headed this way.

Are you still gonna leave?

I can't start the summer without fishing. You know that. I never could.

Besides, you've been here for two years now.

You can handle anything that might come along.

Here you go. You were so anxious to read it before.

"Pam MacDonald."

I'm impressed.

Thankyou.

Check, please.

I guess with the, uh, sheriff leaving, you'll be on duty tonight, huh?

Yeah. Oh.

I was hoping maybe you could come by the graduation dance a little later.

Well, maybe I can come by for a while.

Mark?

Hmm?

You don't think the guy who robbed that store might come here, do you?

I don't think so.

State police will get him soon.

Yeah, well, until they do,

be careful.

Okay?

Hey, Pam. Over here.

Hi, Carl. Hey. I read your article.

Oh. Wanna go make out on the point?

I don't know.

Is it worth the risk? Are you kidding?

Did you taste the punch?

It's kind of, uh, bland. It is now.

But as soon as "el chaperono" isn't looking, we'll- Shh!

Is the punch ready? Yes, Miss Allison.

You're gonna get us all in trouble.

Well, Captain, ifyour men are after him,

I don't think there's anything to worry about.

Yeah, my deputy will let you know if he sees anything.

Mark.

Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm.

He's a good boy.

You're damn right it's my fishing trip.

And ifyou bother me about anything, Bill,

I'll kickyour ass right across the state line, okay?

Okay. Good-bye.

Now, ifyou need anything, you got my number.

The worst you'll probably have will be some ofthose kids from the dance running wild.

Now,just remember,

there's still some people around here who, uh,

won't put up with that kind ofthing.

Yes, sir.

You'll do fine.

Come on down to Kingsley's with me.

I've got some things I gotta pick up.

Oh, no. Major's orders, Ray.

Otto, get out here!

I'm- I'm right at the good part.

Now, goddamn it, the major doesn't wanna be kept waiting.

All he does is wait... and watch some girls.

Hey. Have you been sneaking around again?

Now, I told you-