brought you?
Oh, yes.
Thanks an awful lot, Dad,
for these... things.
- Good night. See you in the morning.
- Night.
- Night, Mom.
- Good night, darling.
Nice to have you around, Dad.
You'll get us back to normal.
Or maybe go nuts myself.
What do you think of the children?
The children?
l don't recognise them.
They've grown so old.
l tried to stop them, to keep them
just as they were when you left,
but they got away from me.
l guess Peggy has a lot of boyfriends.
She's very popular.
- ls she concentrating on anyone?
- She hasn't told me of anyone.
But you've, uh... told her
all the things she ought to know?
What, for instance?
Well, have you?
She's worked two years in a hospital.
She knows more than you or l ever will.
- Want a cigarette?
- Have you forgotten? l don't smoke.
- Sorry.
- lt's all right, darling.
Yeah, it's frightening.
What is?
Youth.
Didn't you meet young people
in the army?
No, they were all old men, like me.
Yes...
lt's terrible to be old, isn't it?
- Why don't you sit down and relax?
- l'm perfectly relaxed standing up.
ls there such a thing
as a drink in this house?
l'll see.
We haven't got bacon for Dad's breakfast.
l'll go out first thing and try to get some.
ls this all the liquor we have left?
Gosh, l'm afraid so.
l wish he'd given us some warning
he was going to get here today.
Don't worry, Mom.
l mean, so that we could have
gotten in some supplies of things.
Oh, Mother.
l know it's a little difficult, but...
that's only because Dad's
so crazy about you,
and he's been away so long
and missed you so terribly.
He can't just walk in
and immediately pick up...
Hey, l got a wonderful idea.
Let's go out on the town, the three of us.
- Tonight?
- Yes, tonight.
- To celebrate the old man's homecoming.
- Not me.
No, no, no. You too.
The three of us.
l want to do something, see something.
l've been in jungles
and around savages so long,
l gotta find out
l'm back in civilisation again.
Be-bop, be-bop
Be-bop a-ree-bop
Rupert, another one in here.
l'll tell you, as l see it, we're headed
for bad times in this country.
Of course, we're in the backwash of the
war boom, but the tide is running out fast.
Next year, we'll see widespread
depression and unemployment.
Oh, have a cigar?
No, thanks. l've got my pipe.
Homer? Didn't you contract
the tobacco habit in the navy?
Just cigarettes, Mr Cameron. Thanks.
Wilma tells us you were in the Philippines.
l was around there, Mrs Cameron,
but l never saw anything.
- Did you meet General MacArthur?
- No, l didn't get to meet him.
- l've got a light, Mr Cameron.
- No, that's all right.
Got it.
- Luella.
- Yes, Dad?
l've always thought
he's such a handsome man.
- Who?
- General MacArthur.
Oh...
- May l help you with that, Mrs Parrish?
- No, you sit right down.
- Lemonade, Mrs Cameron?
- Thank you very much.
- Thought about getting a job, Homer?
- Well, l...
Father, it's much too soon for Homer
to be thinking about a job.
He's just out of the hospital.
Yes, but a few months from now the same
opportunities won't exist that exist today.
You might think about my business -
insurance. We've taken on veterans.
They make good salesmen, men who
have suffered some kind of disability.
Come down to the office
one of these days, we'll talk it over.
- l'm sorry, Mom.
- That's quite all right, Homer.
lt won't hurt the carpet a bit.
Luella, go and get me a dishrag.
There's another one for you, Homer.
Wilma will hold it for you.
No, thanks. lf you don't mind,
l think l'll go out and walk around a bit.
Where's Homer?
He went out.
lt's home, boys, home,
home we ought to be
Home, boys, home,
back in God's country
Pick-Up Cafй.
There it is, driver. Stop here.
Don't you think it's time to go home
to bed and get some sleep?
Absolutely. Sleep. But first we've got
to stop and have one last little drink.
No arguments. One drink.
Come on in, driver, and have one with us.