"When the two arrived at the turpentine camp, they viewed he "company store" supplied with tools and food, and broke in hrough the roof to steal supplies, but the sound of their crashing o the floor and knocking over a large storage unit alerted the whole area.Two current, long-time prisoners, one of whom is handsome American Navy sailor "Commander" Shears (William Holden), are digging graves to bury comrades.Although pursued, all of them manage to defend themselves, reduce heir fragile adversaries to dust with a whack from an umbrella, and escape back to the rocket ship shell - a dissolve moves from one scene to the next.[Photographs in the houses of each of the returning servicemen recall an earlier time that was irretrievably past.Those things, they don""t mean anything to me.They""re just words.Now, that may be okay for the others, but it just doesn""t work for me.I mean, if I do somethin"" wrong, I just want to pay for it my way.So, I do my own penance for my own sins.Whaddya say, huh? It""s all bulls--t except he pain, right? The pain of hell.The burn from a lighted match increased a million times.Infinite.No, you don""t f--k around with the infinite.There""s no way you do that.The pain in hell has two sides: The kind you can touch with your hand.The kind you can feel in your heart.Your soul, the spiritual side.And ya know, the worst of the two is the spiritual.In the subsequent scene in Tony""s bar (filmed with a flaming and diabolical carnal-reddish hue), to the tune of the Rolling Stones"" "Tell Me," Charlie glided trance-like through the crowded able area to the small stage where two strippers - go-go dancers (topless with pasties) - were slowly gyrating.