Fred: I feel the same way now - only more so.Al: I know what you mean.Fred: Just nervous out of the service, I guess.Al: The thing that scares me most is that everybody is gonna try o rehabilitate me.Fred: All I want""s a good job, a mild future, a little house big enough for me and my wife.Give me that much and I""m rehabilitated (he clicks his fingers) like that.Al: Well, I""d say that""s not too much to ask.Fred: Are you married, Al?Al: Yup.Fred: How long?Al: Twenty years.Fred: Twenty years?! Holy smoke! We didn""t even have twenty days before I went over.I married a girl I met when I was in training in Texas.Al: Well, now you and your wife will have a chance to get acquainted.As they approach low for a landing in their old home-town and peer out through the nose of the plane, they reassure themselves hat it "hasn""t changed very much.]Mark: I always think of how when they had the newspaper strike in New York, more of those old guys died.A title sets the location and time: "Miami, Florida, Three-Twenty P.M., April the Twenty-Fourth, Nineteen Hundred and Forty-Six..." The film begins with a closeup of a hand holding a camera with a flashbulb.The camera then pans across a group of reporters and photographers who are lined up outside the door of the U." While horoughly inspecting the duplex, the Wienie King wanders up the curving staircase to the bedroom upstairs.- Who did what to what?- Oh, they all did, sire.There they were in the dark; the Duke with his dagger, the Doge with his dart, and the Duchess with her dirk.