All language subtitles for We Dive At Dawn (1943).eng

Nearly at the boom, sir.

Yes, we'll be in by tea
if you don't hit it.

Keep her on the same course, Ronnie.
Aye.

Now, what's the weather like,
Coxswain? Oh, so-so, sir.

Well, a pleasure cruise over,
Number One. Yes, sir.

Can I give you a hand, sir?
Thanks.

What are you doing
this leave, sir?

I don't know, it depends
on the bank balance.

Are you due for leave, Coxswain?
Yes, sir.

We've got a wedding in our family.

The TI's getting spliced
to my sister.

Really?
Yeah.

Oh, that's fine.

Don't forget my piece of cake.
OK, sir.

All right now?
Yes, sir.

Here you are, Flunkey, try
and get the salt out of these.

Leave it to me, 'Swain.
It's got to be faced.

One of us has got to miss his leave.

What's that?
Oh, hello, Dicky.

We were just talking about
Arnold going sick.

It was his turn to stay behind
this time.

Yeah. You weren't thinking
of taking his place, were you?

Who, me?
You.

Not at all.

But somebody's got to stay behind.

I know that.

Having tonsils at your age!

Why didn't you have them out
when you were a kid?

My mother didn't believe in it, sir.

Well, we've got to fix this.

Now, let's see.

You're already staying behind,
aren't you, Nobby? Yes.

How about Tiggy?

He doesn't mind missing his leave.

Oh. And what about the TI here?
And yourself, Coxswain?

You know as well as I do
Mike's getting married this leave.

As he happens to be marrying
my sister...

Oh, you two and this wedding!

This is the third time
it's cropped up.

It's not my fault that something
always happens to interfere.

Yes, well, nothing's
going to interfere this time.

That's right, Coxswain,
get him all tied up.

Shut the hatch, flood the boat.

You're done for this time, TI.

Who asked you to butt in, Hobson?

I like to take a look
at the petty officers now and again.

It's good for discipline.

I wish he was one himself.
I'd have put him down for this.

Don't you take any notice
of him, Mike.

Just because he's mucked up
his own life.

I'll put Williams down for this job,
and he can lump it.

We ain't all got your
sex appeal, Canada.

Aw, it's easy.

Anybody can pick up a dame
outside a factory.

Sit still, jellyfish.

I found a nice piece of homework
myself last leave.

Works in a fag shop.

At least she ought to be good
for a packet of 20, then.

I suppose you'll be seeing
the wife. What?

I was talking to Dowsley.

She'll be parked outside
the dock gates now.

Can't get a female under 40
in my village.

Why not, Oxford?

The Poles are billeted there.

LAUGHTER

You almost make me sick.

Nothing else to think about on leave
but females, dames, homework.

With all the ugly fizzogs
we're packed with here,

what can you expect?

You're safe enough, Spud.

The women won't worry you.
And why not?

You've got no brass.

By the time you settle your
fancy bets on this trip,

you won't have any dough left.

I don't need money
to enjoy my leave.

You wouldnae need much, anyway,
I doubt it'll be more than 48 hours.

Like to bet on that?
I'm not betting, man.

But dinnae bargain
on more than 48 hours.

Ah, go boil yourself!

Go and jump in yer oil tank.

Sound off, Coxswain.

SHRILL WHISTLE

Stand to attention on the casing.

WHISTLING

SHRILL WHISTLE

Slow astern, starboard.
Slow astern, starboard, sir.

Hello, Freddie.
A nice quiet trip?

Yes, worse luck.

I see you've sunk another
couple of fishing smacks.

Yes, just a 10,000-tonner
and a 4,000.

What the hell do you work with?
Old Moore's Almanac?

HORN BLASTS

Hello, Taylor.
No luck again?

Afraid not, sir.
Any to fix?

No, sir.
Crew all right?

Just one case of tonsils, sir.
Very well.

The usual notice for sea.
Give leave to one watch.

Yes.
Excuse me, sir.

Gordon?
Sir?

Are you going to the wardroom?
Yes, sir.

Get me Grosvenor 2777,
will you? Yes, sir.

Who are you seeing this leave?

Your Aunt Margaret again?
I can't risk it, sir.

Her husband's on leave.

Here, one for you.

And three for the skipper.

Wild violets, jasmine.

Fish and chips?

Fish and chips.

Hello, Freddie.
Have a drink?

Pink gin, please.
Hello, sir.

Hello.
Nice trip?

Very boring.
BUZZER

Close shave.

Yes, I'm using a cut-throat.

Your call's through, sir.
Thanks.

Two pink gins, please.
I'll bring them right away, sir.

That you, Drake?
How's the gout?

Good.
How's the old man?

Good.
And how's the bank balance?

Oh. Oh, well, I'll have to
manage on my pay.

Now, listen carefully, Drake.

I want you to ring
Miss Seymour, yes,

and make a date for lunch tomorrow.

Yeah.
Get a 4lb box of chocolates.

4lb box of...

There is a war on, sir.

Is there?
I haven't seen much of it lately.

Well, use your influence, Drake.

Yes. Book two seats at the
Hippodrome in the evening

and a table at the Grill afterwards.

Now, Tuesday.
Miss, erm...

Carter.

No, no, wait a minute,
wait a minute.

Erm... Miss David, I think.

No, no, hang on, Drake.
Make your mind up, Freddie!

That'll be all
for the present, Drake.

I'll, er, fix the rest
with you tomorrow.

Yeah. Goodbye.

If you two baboons had even the
elementary instincts of gentlemen...

HE COUGHS

That's a nasty cough
you've got, TI?

Yes, sir.
Erm... no, sir.

Something you want
to see me about?

I want to see
Lieutenant Brace, sir.

I'm afraid he's not here.

Anything I can do?

Erm... well, I...

Well, what is it?

Well, it's about Petty Officer
Arnold's leave, sir.

Somebody's got to stay
and take his place.

Yes, I think it's arranged
Williams stays.

Yes, sir.
Well, that's just it.

You see, it's very hard
on poor Williams, sir,

with his domestic troubles, sir, and
his two youngest in hospital, sir.

Williams isn't married, is he?
Oh, yes, sir.

How else d'you have
two youngest, sir?

You're not offering to forgo your
own leave by any chance, are you?

Er... yes, sir.

But I thought
you were getting married.

What's the matter, TI?
Cold feet?

Oh, no, sir.

There isn't a nicer girl in London,
sir. It's just that...

I think a man shouldn't rush
at matrimony, like.

I quite agree.

I think I'd like just to think it
over a bit longer, sir,

if you know what I mean.
Very well, TI.

I'll fix it.
Thank you, sir.

Oh, TI, tell Hobson I want
to see him in my cabin, will you?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Come in.

Oh, it's you, Hobson.
Come in.

I, er, wanted to have a little talk
with you unofficially. Cigarette?

No, thanks, sir.

You know...

..I've often wondered
about you, Hobson,

why you haven't gone a little
higher in the Service.

I mean, you've knocked about
the world a bit

and you speak a couple of languages.

It seems a pity, really, that a man
like you should mess up his life,

just because...

Look here, Hobson, I've had a letter
from your brother-in-law.

I think the best thing I can do
is to hand it to you.

I don't have to read that
to know what's in it.

It's about your wife.
She wants a separation.

Why can't he stick to his fish and
chips and keep out of my business?

Yes, I'm, er,
inclined to agree with you.

I don't like the sound
of your brother-in-law.

On the other hand, you can hardly
blame him if your wife...

He's always trying to separate us.

Never out of the house
the whole time I'm at sea.

Why do you give him so much leeway?

It appears you, er, went home
tight again on your last leave.

He made the most of that, I'm sure.

I see he calls it "the deadly sin".

Anyway, If I were you, I'd try
and get home sober this time.

You never know your wife will
probably...

I'm not going to join
the Band of Hope

to please any hymn-singing
fish and chip fryer.

If my wife wants a separation,
she can have it.

Is that what you really
want me to say?

Yes, sir.

Anything else, sir?
No.

That's all, Hobson.

# Speak to me, Thora... #
That's Mike, isn't it?

# Speak to me, Thora!

# Speak from your heaven... #

Oh, well, it only goes to show.

Yes, they always say the happiest
day of a man's life

is the day before he gets married.
Yeah, that's right.

What do you mean, the day before?

Marriage is the finest thing
in the world

for a steady fellow like
Mike Corrigan.

Especially when he's going to marry
a steady girl like our Ethel.

Then why haven't you tried
it yourself sometime, 'Swain?

Well, that's different.

Here... here, Mike. Mike!

Mike, your name's down on this duty
list to stay behind.

No!
It is, I tell you.

Here, Williams, come here.
You were fixed to do this duty.

Well, you're gonna do it.

My name is not on that list,
is it?

That's beside the point.
Well, that's good enough for me.

There must be a mistake. No mistake,
look, you can see for yourself.

It's there all right.
But I can't believe it.

Everybody knows I was going
to get married tomorrow.

I've got enemies in this ship.
That's what it is!

Well, something's got to be done
about it.

Ah, what's the use?
An order's an order.

Every time we try to fix something
up, something happens to spoil it.

Mm.
We're powerless, Dicky.

Playthings in the hands of
an unseen fate, that's what we are.

Yeah, well, playthings, my foot!

Don't you worry, I'll fix it.
I'll see to that.

But, Dicky, I...

COUGHING

That's pretty wicked tobacco, Sid.
What is it, carpet slippers?

Well, Jock, you were right
about the leave.

48 hours. Aye, it's not worth
going ashore for.

I knew you wouldn't mind staying
behind. No, but...

Staying behind?
I put you down in Arnold's place.

I knew you wouldn't mind.
Nothing of the sort.

48 hours, I'm entitled to my leave.

Now, Jock, Jock, I wouldn't ask you
to do something for nothing.

Mike, I've fixed it.

Jock's volunteered
to take your place.

Come on, there's a boat
just leaving.

I can't go like this.
I... I haven't got my kit.

That's all right. Tug's looking
after it. Come on, hurry.

Have a good time, Mr Coxswain,
but keep off the beer!

Lucky for you he didn't
take that bet with me, Spud.

What bet?
About the leave being 48 hours.

Lucky, did you say?

It's the only bet I'd have won
on the whole trip.

Don't be barmy.
Barmy?

Hey, Tug, how long is this leave?
Seven days.

Seven?
Seven...

That'll be enough for that boat.

INAUDIBLE

Well, I'll be.
Wotcher, me old Gladys!

Oh...
Excuse me, have you any ciga...

Oh.
No, thank you.

Hello, Ethel.
Dicky!

Look what I've brought you.

Hello, Mike.

Hello, Ethel.

MAN: Put that light out!

Good morning, Mrs Metcalfe.
Good morning.

Fish and chips for dinner?
That's right, Mr Hobson.

It's no use knocking.
She's gone.

Gone?
Aye.

To the shop?
Aye, over a week ago.

Here's a present for you.
For me?

Hello, Mr Hobson.
Here you are, son.

There's a football for you.

Well, sir, Sunday morning
is the only time we have free now.

Except for a slight gap
after tea on Wednesday.

Well, we must remedy that,
mustn't we, Drake?

HE GASPS

Are you trying to pick a fight
with me, Rudolph?

Listen, Drake, this is important.

When Miss Lake calls.
Yeah, Miss Lake...

have her put through here
right away, will you? Right.

I wish I could get the same
kind of kick out of life

that some of you fellows get.

Seven days' leave, sir, if you know
what that means. Just started, eh?

I have.
Army?

Navy.
Ah.

TELEPHONE RINGS

Hello, my darling.
How are you?

Wonderful to hear from you again.

Is it, Freddie?
Oh, that's very sweet of you.

This is Browning, depot ship here.

Bad news, I'm afraid, old man.

Order from Captain,
call back at once.

Of course I'm not joking.

There's a recall list,
the Sea Tiger.

Get busy on it right away.
Yes, sir.

How do I know, old man?

Probably wants you to make up a four
at bridge.

Now, listen.

There's a train leaving London
at 2:15

that makes a connection at...

All right, all right, you can look
it up yourself, then.

But you've got to be back here
by nine o'clock at the latest.

Right.

Finished, sir?

Yes, I'm finished.

Very first day of my leave.

First I've had for months.
What's the trouble?

Leave cancelled...
CLICKS FINGERS

..just like that.

After all the trouble I've gone to,
all those dates I've fixed.

Everything blown sky-high!

Trouble's at the top.

Silly old dossers
who couldn't run a regatta,

spend all their time
giving orders one day

for the sake of cancelling
them the next. Quite right, my boy.

I've had to fight against
that sort of thing all my life.

Goodbye.

Look here, Dusty, my boy,
this slate ain't elastic, you know.

Ah, but it will stretch
till next Saturday, won't it, guv?

I've got a treble coming up then,
and it's a stone certainty.

You're telling me.
Here comes old Slim.

He's always good for a dollar.
You watch me tap him.

Hello, me old Slim.
You're just in time.

I'm in the chair and here's
a pint of the very best.

Oh, thanks, Dusty.
I'm glad I found you here.

How'd you do, Flunkey.
Well, all the best.

Er... Slim, old man,
we was just saying...

I've got some bad news for you.
You report to the ship immediately.

LAUGHTER

And you.
Both of you.

What is this, a joke?
It's no joke, it's an order.

You're sailing tonight,
so get a move on.

But, Slim...
Always good for a dollar, eh?

Hello, customers.

Hello, you old grease spot.

Still frying the same old dogfish?

LAUGHTER

What have you come for?
I've come for my wife, that's what.

Well, she doesn't want to see you.
That's for her to say.

She's out.
All right, all right, I can wait.

In the meantime, I have a few
chosen words for you, my lad.

Look here, Hobson,
don't make a scene.

Can't you see I'm busy?
All these customers.

OK, Sid, OK,
I'll give you a hand.

Don't bother. It's no bother at all.
What's yours, Mrs?

A sixpenny and two penn'orth.
I brought my paper.

That's the stuff.
Service, that's what I like.

Service.
Here!

Fish is good for the brain.

Aye.

Looks as if you could do
with an extra bit, lass.

LAUGHTER

Here you are, tuppence the lot.
Eee!

Service and civility,
that's my motto.

Service and civility.
Now look here, Hobson...

There you are, love.
There's a penny back for you.

Now, who's next?
What about you, young lady?

Have you got all you want?

WOMAN: Here, come on, sailor.
Serve me.

Hello, Daddy.

Hello, son.

I've come to take you home, Pete.
What do you think of that?

Have you been in your submarine?
Have I been in my submarine?

MAN: Hey, three sixpennies, mister!

Better than that.
I brought it home for you.

Here.

What do you think of that?

Ooh, Daddy!

Go back in the kitchen, Peter,
there's a good lad.

Alice, just a minute.

I'm on my seven days.

I thought perhaps we might...

Oh, Jim, couldn't you have come home
sober just for once?

It was the same last time, you know?
Why weren't you at our house?

Look here, Hobson, why don't you go?
You keep out of this.

You're coming home with me,
both of you. Do you understand?

Don't you know
when you're not wanted?

Greasy old hypocrite! You've always
tried to separate us, haven't you?

It's been the same since the
first day we were married.

You've always tried, haven't you?
Always, from the first day.

ALL TALK AT ONCE

Here, get off him.
Leave me alone, do you hear?

Leave me alone!

Now, then! Now, then!

What's going on here?
What's going on here?

Break it up!
Break it up!

He started it, didn't he, Mr Baker?
Quite right. He did, Mr Briggs.

You don't waste much time, do you?

Are you Leading Seaman James Hobson?
I am.

You'll come back to the station
with me, then.

Can't a chap come to see his wife
and kid without being run in?

It's the railway station
I'm talking about.

You've got to get back to your ship.

So if there's anybody you want
to say goodbye to,

you'd better be sharp.

There's nobody here
wants anything of me.

Come on.

SOFT PIANO

# Here's the last rose of summer

# Left blooming alone... #

CAR HORN TOOTS

He's early with the taxi.
Come in, Ernie, and have a drink.

Here, it's time you and Tug
got along to the church.

We've half an hour yet.
There's no hurry.

Sure, there's no hurry.
What do you mean, there's no hurry?

Plenty of blokes would like to
change places with you, Mike.

Now, look here, Charlie, he won her
fair and square, so that's that.

Sure. Just pipped me on the post,
didn't you?

Well, there's still hope.
Old Tug here might lose the ring.

Never catch me losing nothing.
No?

What about that little lady you
brought here, from the fag shop?

Well, what about her?

You didn't see the coxswain going in
the scullery, did you?

No, I...

Mind you don't burn
them pretty fingers.

You're getting in my way,
Mr Dabbs.

Oh, come off it.

You know you've got me,
hook, line and sinker.

Now then, ducky,
what do they call you?

I've told you.
Miss Harcourt.

Blimey, I can't keep on calling you
Miss Harcourt.

It sounds barmy.
Of course it does.

Think of having
"love to Miss Harcourt"

tattooed right across his chest.

Sissy.
Has the beer gone already?

No, Dicky, I'm only trying
to be helpful.

Helpful, you square-headed...
So that's what he does, does he?

He has girls' names
tattooed all over him.

Well, I wouldn't say all over him,
but he's got a few.

Eh, Dicky? Show her that one
on your wrist. Go on.

I'll show you something
at the end of my wrist, you scr...

Now, Dicky, I'm only trying
to be helpful.

Miss Harcourt, I can assure you
he's the biggest...

WEDDING MARCH ON PIANO
That'll be her coming down.

Lovely, darling.

It's beautiful, Ethel.
Thank you, Gladys.

Very nice.
Very nice, indeed.

Looks dandy, doesn't she?

Well, Mike?

Well, Ethel, you look fine
in that... hat.

I never felt so nervous
in all my life.

Have a glass of port, ducks.
Buck you up.

Thanks.

Oh, Ethel, I do believe
in this light...

How awful, it's green.
Come, we ain't superstitious here.

I was just reading your
congratulations when you came down.

Ethel, one here for you.

"A long and happy
married life to both,

"and don't forget to name
the first one after me.

"Auntie May."
She's decided what it's gonna be.

"Best wishes,

"and don't forget to name the
first one after your Uncle Fred."

Looks as though you've got
to have twins, Mike.

"Torpedo Gunner's Mate,
M Carrington.

"Return to ship at once.
Sailing tonight. Catch train at..."

It's a recall!

At least, it sounds like it.

Let me have a look.

There's one here for you, Dicky.

Yes, it's a recall, all right.

Oh, isn't that just my luck?

Oh, there must be some mistake.
No, there's no mistake.

There nearly was.
What do you mean, Ethel?

Gave yourself away,
didn't you, Mike?

What are you getting at?

It's not Mike's fault
we've been recalled.

Mike knows.

Don't you, Mike?

But, Ethel...
She can't do this.

What's the matter with her, Mum?

I don't understand.

What did she mean by
"gave yourself away"?

I don't know.

You didn't by any chance

get somebody to send
these telegrams did you?

What, me do a thing like that?
Yeah.

No, no, they're genuine,
all right.

Well, boys, you'd better be going.
England expects, you know?

Oh, you're in a terrible hurry
to get rid of us, aren't you?

No, no.
No offence, no, offence, Mike.

We've all gotta do our bit.

You in your sub and me in my
reserved occupation.

It's "submarine", you twerp.

Get your kit, Mike.
And you, Wilson.

What for? There's no recall
for me, Dicky.

You don't expect it
to come here, do you?

Come on, get a move on.
And not so much of the Dicky!

You're under the coxswain's
orders from now.

Oh, all right, all right.
Hop it.

Well, I'll be seeing you.

Come on, Mike.

We can't hang about here all night.

HOOTER

SEAGULL CAWS

Now lower away handsomely.
You check the lines.

Slack off, aft.
Now let her come.

All right.

Engine room all present, Chief?

Aye. Have you had a bonny leave,
Mr Coxswain?

For myself, I wouldn't have thought
it was worth going ashore for.

Leave? I nearly ran into myself
coming back.

Are you satisfied now?
What do you mean?

You accused me of sending
those telegrams.

I said there was something fishy
about it.

How do you think I feel about it?

I'll fix it up with her on my
next leave, you see if I don't.

Do you expect
to find her waiting for you,

sitting on the doorstep
when you get back? Huh!

A lot you know about us Dabbs.

OK for grub, old Panfry?
OK, 'Swain.

Engine room all right, Coxswain?

Yes, sir, we filled up with three
from Spare Crew.

You couldn't tell us where we're
going, 'Swain? No, I could not.

Secret orders to be confided to
nobody below the rank of coxswain.

They'll expect somebody below the
rank of coxswain

to carry them out, sir.

All hands on board, sir.
Very good.

Excuse me, sir.

I suppose you haven't got any idea
where we're going?

Afraid not, Coxswain. Looks like
something hush-hush. Yes, sir.

You ought to have a more interesting
time this trip, Taylor.

Good luck.
Thank you, sir.

Cheerio.
Cheerio.

And if you bring it off I'll stand
you a Scotch.

Make it a double
and it's guaranteed. All right.

I hope I do have
to buy that double, sir.

I hope so.

Take this down.
Aye-aye, sir.

All set?
Ready for sea, sir.

Let go, forward.

Let go of your forward spring.

Let go, aft.

Slow astern, starboard.

Slow astern, starboard, sir.
Slow ahead, port.

May we dive to trim, sir?

Just a minute, Number One,
I want to talk to the crew.

Do you hear there?
Do you hear there?

'Stand by for the captain.'

This is the captain speaking.

Well, as you've probably guessed,
it's a special job this time.

'And what's more,
it's not a long one.

'In fact, we're due to be back
in four or five days. We hope.'

The Admiralty has learnt
that the new German battleship,

the Brandenburg, is about to
leave Bremerhaven

for her trials in the Baltic.

To get to the Baltic,

the Brandenburg will
have to pass through the Kiel Canal,

and to get to the canal she'll
have to hug the coast past Cuxhaven,

and into the Elbe.

'We are expected
to intercept and sink her.'

Now, there's only one thing more,

and I hope you're listening
in the engine room.

'We must be in the Heligoland Bight
within 48 hours at the most.

'So, we shall need every ounce
of steam we can get.'

Do you hear that, you lazy beggars?

This also means we must risk
sticking on the surface

as much as we can, even in daylight.

So every one of us must be right on
his toes every moment he's on duty.

That's all.

TAYLOR: "Continued but surfaced.

"13:30 hours...

"..spotted plane approaching.

"Looked like one of ours...

"..so dived at once."

No wonder they're cutting
dog racing.

Sparker says enemy transmission
getting louder.

We're in the danger zone,
all right, now.

Oh, blimey, and that's
on the surface!

That's to keep up speed, that's all,
like he said when we started.

I'd sooner we were underwater,
all the same.

That's what a submarine's for.

"Sub" for under, "marine" for water.

Marine for water? Not any of
the marines I've ever known.

Grub up!
Come on, Tug, what kept you?

Oh, ta.
I'm starved.

I'd like a word with you, TI.
Uh-huh?

You remember that little girl
in the fag shop, Gladys?

Well, what about her?
Well, I was thinking.

As you won't be needing
this ring any more,

perhaps we might be able
to do a little deal.

Who says I won't be needing
that ring any more?

Of course you won't be
needing it if you...

Now, look here, Mike,
you never kidded me.

I always knew you never liked
the idea of marriage,

and what's more
neither did the bride.

You didn't have to look far
to see the reason either.

What do you mean, you didn't have
to look far to see the reason?

Why, that bloke at the piano.
What about him?

Mike you...

Why, didn't you see the way
that he...

Oh, hello, Coxswain.

What did he want?

He was trying to do a deal on my
wedding ring for his girl.

The less you say about weddings,
the better.

His girl.
His girl?

Did he mean the girl
at the tobacconist?

The conceited son of a...

You ought to have seen the look
she gave me when we were leaving.

What are you trying to do, 'Swain?
Pinch her?

Don't have to pinch her.

She knew who the best man was,
all right.

If he gives you any trouble,

you can easily buy him off
with a box of cigars.

Can't you, Mr Dabbs?

KLAXON

Diving stations!
Diving stations!

ALL: Diving stations.

German rescue buoy, sir,
at Green 3-0.

Control room.
Gun action.

Machine-gun up.

I don't think we need worry
about them, sir.

They seem to think we're a U-boat.

They're bound to report seeing us

and the German Admiralty will soon
check up we're not.

Sie haben uns gesehen.
Haben sie uns gesichtet?

Jawohl.

Verflucht, ein Englander.

They've rumbled us, sir.
They'll be wirelessing.

Sheff?
Yes, sir.

As soon as you're ready,
help yourself to that aerial.

Du bleib oben...
Zu Befehl!

GUNSHOTS

Stop!
Stop!

Halt!
Stop!

Wir kommen, wir kommen!

Take those two below, Sheff.
Aye-aye, sir.

Is this your international law,
Herr Kapitan?

To shoot helpless airmen
from their rescue float?

You weren't, of course, using your
radio to give us away?

I'm sorry we shot down the aerial

before you could get
anything through.

You were very quick, Herr Kapitan.
Sir, listen.

ENGINES DRONE

Very quick, Herr Kapitan!

Down, everybody.
Come on, down you go.

KLAXON

I don't go down.
Oh, yes, you do. Come on.

Hey, out of the way.

Take the prisoners forward, fix them
up some dry gear. Come on, you two.

Come on, you.

Up periscope.

Well...

Down periscope.

Was it Jerry, sir?
Didn't have time to see.

Probably one of our Brylcreem Boys.

DEPTH CHARGE EXPLODES

We're well below now.

Keep her at 90.

90 feet, sir.

This'll do for you.

Sheffield Wednesday.

And these'll keep them quiet.

Use this, Hobson,
if they give any trouble.

Now, what have you got for him?

Oh, make a brownie of you.

Have you got something natty
for this little lad?

What about this?

I bet this grub's cold.

Yeah, thought so.
Wilson?

What do you want, 'Swain?
I want to have a word with you.

About that girl, you know,

"love to Miss Harcourt" wouldn't
look right across a man's chest.

Ah. Remember you suggested
I should show her this?

Yes. That's just what
I'm going to do,

but it's not gonna read the same.

Suppose you get your tattooing
outfit out and change it?

Oh, is that what you want?
I'll pay you for it.

Yeah, but you can't expect anybody
to alter Nelly into G...

Arabella.
Arabella!

So that's her name!
What, the girl in the fag shop?

But I thought...
Yes, that's the one, Mike.

That's right.
You know, Arabella?

It's gonna cost you something.

Two bob a letter.
Arabella's a long name. A-R-A...

All right, all right,
the missionaries taught me to spell!

You can use some of these. Look.

Change the Y to an A, the N to a B
and put ARA in front.

Ah, yeah, but you'll want some
twiddly bits round the design.

I'll give you a quid for it.
A quid? A quid.

Done.
I figured that's just about

how much your love for her
was worth.

You can start to work on it as soon
as the changeover comes.

And get some more sausages,
and make 'em hot this time.

Why to be so secret when I know?

It is a battleship
which you go after.

All right, all right,
I'll take your word for it.

Get this inside of you.

I'll tell you also which it is.

It is the Brandenburg.
Brandenburg?

That's a kind of cheese, isn't it?
Was sagt er?

Dass Brandenburg
'ne sorte kse ist.

Kse!

Der ist selber ein kse...

Das ist doch fr den Englischen magen
nicht so leicht zu verdauen.

FAINT RUMBLING

Slow port.

Stop starboard.

Slow port, stop starboard, sir.

BELL STRIKES

Well, we're up to time, anyway.
There's a nasty patch coming, sir.

RUMBLING

Group down.
Watch your depth.

RUMBLING

Was war das?
What was that scraping?

We're passing under a minefield.

That'll be a cable.

Was sagt er?

Die kabel von minen.
Minen?

The real fun'll start when we meet
the underwater barrage.

Was sagt er schon wieder?

Ach, halt's maul,
der macht nur spa.

Glaub ich nicht.

Wir mssen dem Kapitan sagen, dass
wir die Brandenburg gesichtet haben.

Nichts wird gesagt!
Warum denn nicht?

Natrlich, damit umgekehrt...
Wollt ihr endlich das maul halten?

Wir haben nur zu sagen, dass wir die
Brandenburg gestern bei Cuxhaven

gesichtet haben und dann wird...

GRINDING

Schon wieder.
Ich geh zum kapitan...

Lass mich los, ich geh zum kapitan.

Bitte holen sie den kapitan,
bitte rufen sie den kapitan.

What's the matter with him?

Oh, he's only nervous.
I'll get you some more grub.

Mike, look after these birds,
will you?

Aye, I'd be delighted to.
I'll get you some too.

Ah, sure, what are you
worrying about?

They're your own minefields,
aren't they?

Captain, sir.
Yes, what is it?

Report on the prisoners, sir.

They say they saw the Brandenburg
today before they were shot down.

It was then passing Cuxhaven, sir.

How do you know that?
One of them got scared.

He wanted to tell you this
so that we'd turn back.

Oh, I see.
They want us to turn back, do they?

If they're right,

if she was passing Cuxhaven,
she'll be in the Kiel Canal by now.

By the time we get anywhere near it,

she'll be through it
into the Baltic.

That's what those Jerries
want us to believe.

That's why they told Hobson.

They didn't tell me anything, sir.
I didn't let on I knew German.

GRINDING

Herr Kapitan! Herr Kapitan!
Herr Kapitan!

ALL TALK AT ONCE

Herr Kapitan!

HE GRUNTS

Hey!

Just about done him in, sir.

Steward, get the coxswain
to come and fix him up.

Aye-aye, sir.

Was, er...

war es, erm...

CLICKS FINGERS

Erm... ask him what the other bloke
was trying to say.

Was wollte er sagen?

Ich werde es ihm sagen,
Herr Kapitan, dass... Halt's Maul.

...die Brandenburg heute
frh bei Cuxhaven...

sie muss schon dicht bei Kiel sein.

It's what I told you, sir.

They saw the Brandenburg
near Cuxhaven earlier this morning.

He said she should be near Kiel
by now.

Du feiger hund.

Well... we've missed
the Brandenburg.

She's probably well inside the
Kiel Canal by now.

Looks like the end
of the trip, sir.

Hmm?
Yep.

No, it isn't.
We're going after her.

We're going into the Baltic.

It's a hell of a trip.
Smack through the nets.

For speed, we'll have to chance
every hour we can on the surface.

What do you say?
Can do?

BOTH: Yes, sir.

Right.

Five.

Four.
Back you go again, my boy.

Come on.
THEY CHUCKLE

Control Room, what are you steering?

Make it 015.

Can't you be more careful?

It's the rolling, 'Swain,
you can't blame me for the weather.

You haven't finished
one letter yet.

Will, it's blotting the old ones out
that takes the time.

The daft things men do for women.

Oh!
Steady, you twerp.

I shall get cross with him
one of these days.

Up spirits! I can do with
a tot after this torture.

I didn't know it was as late
as that.

Must be the pleasure
of doing you, 'Swain.

HE SIGHS

WIND HOWLING

Ta.

What's that you're making, Oxford?
Oh, just a little brooch.

I thought I might use it as bait
on my next leave.

I see, a nice piece of work
for a nice piece of work, eh?

All right, lads, sit down.

Did your boy like that model
you made for him, Hobson?

I didn't give it to him, sir.

I lost it.
Oh, hard luck.

That's the lot, sir.
Oh, right.

I've got plenty more of this stuff,
Hobson, if you want to make another.

I've something better to do
with my time than make gewgaws.

Blue watch, patrol routine.

Wish I was in the army.

Bet it's raining like stink.

How is it, sir, apart from lousy?
Low visibility, still.

Getting in the big stuff soon,
keep your eyes skinned.

Bridge, permission
to ditch gas, sir?

Everything's all right, chum.

OK.

How is he, Stew?

Pretty bad.
Poor little bastard.

That one caught you a bit
of a oncer, didn't he?

All right, Steward.

How is he?

I'm afraid he's worse, sir.
Poor little bastard.

I'm afraid he's for it.
Yes, looks like it.

Tell me, Tug,
how's the tattooing going?

Oh, all right.
Uh-huh.

Arabella's a long name, isn't it?
TUG LAUGHS

A bit longer than Gladys.

Uh-huh.

Erm... Tug...

you know the other day
you were saying something

about Ethel being interested
in that piano fellow?

Oh, yes.

I expect she just wanted a bit
of music, Mike, that's all.

Do you think so?

Yes, of course, that's all it is.

Uh-huh.
Mm.

Stop boat.

Full astern together.

Stop boat,
full astern together, sir.

DIAL RINGS
Full astern together!

How is it now?

Still fouled, sir.

Group down.
Slow ahead.

Group down.
Slow ahead.

Well, what next?

Wait and see, my boy.

DIAL RINGS

Full astern together.

WHIRRING

WHIRRING INTENSIFIES

Motor going full astern.
Again, full astern.

Group up.

Full ahead together.
Full ahead together, sir.

DIAL RINGS

INTERMITTENT RINGING

What's the betting
we get through next time?

You know me.
I don't even bet on certainties.

Full ahead together there!

WHIRRING

Full power to go full ahead.
Full power to go full ahead.

I'll bet you five bob we don't.
You're on.

DIAL RINGS

She was just gonna do it
when that ruddy telegraph flashed.

That's right! Him and the skipper's
got a working agreement (!)

Anyway, Spud, five bob.
Chalk it up.

Group up.

Full ahead together.
Full ahead together, sir.

DIAL RINGS

She's made it.
Group down, slow boat.

Slow boat, sir.

We're among the rough stuff
all right now, sir.

We'll be fine
till we get into the Baltic.

RINGING
We're going to need all our luck

for the next couple of hours.
Keep your fingers crossed, Dusty.

Aye-aye, sir.

No sign of a ship, sir.

What kind of a gewgaw
is that, Hobson?

Another Sea Tiger?

No, it's the Brandenburg.

Probably all we shall ever see
of her.

BIRDS SQUAWKING

KLAXON

Diving stations! Diving stations!
Get a move on!

Morse flashing, sir, getting ready
to go, some distance away.

Up periscope.

Welk and a dive, 'Swain.
Tell her to dive, son.

I left your bloody pot
with a low heat on,

but I ain't done nothing
about your perishing plates.

No sign of it now.

There it is.

Wish we had more light.

Can't see a thing
of the ship herself.

Soon be full daylight now, sir.
Mm.

Still see a light flashing.

Seems to be moving.

Ship's head?
080, sir.

Starboard, 15.
Starboard, 15, sir.

15 astarboard on, sir.

No more Morse.

If she holds her course,
we ought to be closing on her.

Down periscope.

Stop starboard.

Full ahead port.

Stop starboard.

Full ahead port.

WHIRRING

Port motor going full ahead.

Full ahead, eh? Yeah,
I bet it's the real thing this time.

Just because the captain
sees a wee flash on the horizon,

you think it's the Brandenburg.

And I'm not betting with you, Spud,
so don't ask me.

CLICKS FINGERS

Stop starboard, slow port.

Destroyer, maybe a screen.
Are we getting anything?

No, sir.
Wait a minute.

Picking her up now.
Two of 'em.

Up periscope.
Bearing Green 5-0.

Plates.

CLICKS FINGERS
Plates!

It's her, the Brandenburg.

Blow up all tubes.
Four ends, blow up all tubes.

Blow up all tubes, sir,
blow up all tubes.

All tubes?

Blind O'Reilly, it must be
the old Brandyballs herself!

Not too much rise, Coxswain,
for the love of Mike!

Cut down the light.

CLICKS FINGERS

Right, start the attack.

Start the plot.

Keep the confounded boat level,
Number One.

She's bouncing about like a pea
in a blasted drum.

Enemy bearing.

Read it, somebody!

Green 4-0, sir.
Enemy bearing, Green 4-0.

I am seven degrees on her port bow.

No, eight.

No...

12.

No.

Why can't these ruddy Huns steer
straight when I'm looking at 'em?

Make it...

eight degrees on the bow.

Range...

Damn it all, Number One,

can't you keep the basket level
for five seconds?

Down periscope.

Let me know when you have
some sort of a trim, Mr Brace.

That's better, Coxswain.

Call the range 7,000 yards.

Can't see much more than mast
and funnels yet.

Keep her up now.

Bit of a rise, Coxswain.

Don't wring her neck off!

Pump on A.

PUMP WHIRRING
Take 'em up, Coxswain.

Stop the pump.

WHIRRING CONTINUES
I said stop the bloody pump!

Will you keep awake?
WHIRRING STOPS

Steady at 35 feet, sir.

CLICKS FINGERS

Now, let's see.

Ah.

Bearing?
Green 6-0, sir.

11 degrees on her port bow.

11 degrees on port bow.

Enemy's course, 260, sir.

Range now...

..17 minutes in high power.

Hard aport.
Hard aport, sir.

Full speed starboard.

Full speed starboard, sir.

I hope the destroyers
stick to their course.

DIAL RINGS

Are you getting anything, Hobson?
Not now, sir.

Looks as if we've got it on a plate.

Stand by, all tubes.
Depth settings.

Depth settings.

Swinging to port.
Stand by, all tubes.

Depth setting.

Don't forget what I told you,
Number Two.

Go through the drill, same as if
we were in Blackhouse Creek.

And for the love of Mike, keep your
eyes on that reservoir pressure.

OK, Chief. Blinking DSM for him if
we make a hit, and well he knows it.

Perhaps they'll make him mayor!

Stand by, all tubes.

Now we're off.

What's happening? How's she go?
Keep your ruddy face out of this.

Leave it to me and the captain.

He gives the orders
and I get 'em there, see?

Slow boat.

Steer 010.
010, sir.

DIAL RINGS

Bearing Green 6-0,
doing 270 revolutions.

Steady on 010, sir.

There she is.

One lovely battleship.

Bearing?

Green 6-0, sir.

Range 23 minutes.

15 degrees on the port bow.

50 feet, Number One.
50 feet, sir.

Last range 3,000, sir.

Gives you a speed
of roughly 30 knots.

30?
Bit much.

Make it, er, 25.
Right, bring the boat up.

Clear away attack periscope.

Group down.
Group down, sir.

Hydrophone bearing?
Bearing Green 5-9, sir.

Bearing on.
Green 6-5, sir.

30 degrees on the bow.

Destroyer... port wing of screen,
1,500 yards.

Next time's going to be troublesome.

Stand by to take her down low,
Number One.

We shall be bloody close.

800 yards off track, sir.
Still on the same course.

Right.

CLICKS FINGERS

Well...

..looks faster than 25.
Give her 28 for luck.

28, sir.
Control Room. All tubes ready.

Captain, sir.
All tubes ready.

Good.

Now watch your steering and keep her
down, for the love of Mike.

Dive helm, Coxswain.

Open bow buoyancy.

CLICKS FINGERS

Well?

Victor angle, 17 degrees, sir.

17 degrees.

Stand by.

Stand by.

Stand by.

Fire.
Fire. Fire. Fire.

MUFFLED THUDS

Two gone.

THUDDING
Three gone.

THUDDING
Four.

THUDDING

NUMBER ONE: Five gone.

THUDDING

Six gone.

All torpedoes fired, sir.

All six running, sir.

Take her down, Number One.

Pass the word,
stand by for depth charges.

KLAXON

Torpedoes!

Steuerbord voraus.

Should have our first strike
in a few seconds, sir.

PULSING

CLATTERING

Keep her right down, Number One.

Stop boat.
Stop boat, sir.

Steering planes in hand.
Steering planes in hand, sir.

Pass the word,
all hands keep quiet on the boat.

Keep quiet in the boat!
Damned if I know if we hit her.

What do you think, Hobson?
I wouldn't swear to it, sir.

It's hard to tell
with these depth charges.

LOUD BLAST

FIZZING

What's all the fuss about?
Don't half shake us up, those bangs.

You shut your mouth
and mind your ruddy pump.

All right, chum.
All right.

Only, if I've got to die,
I want to know how it happened.

Matter of interest.

Listen all round carefully.

DULL THUDDING

Something on Red 3-0, sir.

Coming this way.

Increasing speed.

Coming in to attack.

Steady bearing.

Damn.

Stand by for a burst of speed,
Number One.

Passing very close, sir.

Passing overhead now.

EXPLOSION

EXPLOSION

EXPLOSION

CLATTERING

COUGHING

Pump on engine room bilges.
Pump on engine room bilges.

Secondary lighting.

Hold her up, Coxswain.

Can I use speed, sir?
We're dropping down astern.

Half ahead together.
Half ahead together, sir.

DIAL RINGS

Captain, sir, we've got a nasty leak
in the water room

and we can't get suction
on the pump.

Get a bucket team going, Coxswain.
Aye-aye, sir.

Get all the buckets you can find
and bring them along.

You need more plugs.

Fetch some more plugs!

EXPLOSION

Come on, boys!
Bail out with these.

HE COUGHS

Don't forget the divers!
Here you are.

More coming along.
Aye, just in time.

Here you are.
Come on, chain up! Chain up!

TI, the main line's gone off.

We've got to dump this stuff
in the fore-end bilges.

All right, we'll make a chain.

Tom, Ted, come along.
Right.

There you are.

Du, Hans.
Ich glaube der Fritz stirbt.

Na und wenn schon.

Du brutaler Kerl, sag's dem mal.

Here.
What's the matter with you now?

It may not interest you, mister,
but I think the patient is dying.

Oh.
You take my place, then.

Go on, come in there.

EXPLOSION

Right, don't you be worried
by them bangs.

There never was anybody...

I'm afraid he's finished dying.

He's dead.
I'll report to the captain.

OK.

Still fill the bilges at this rate.

Don't worry, chum.

We got four teetotallers drinking
'em up the other end.

Getting near now.

Heading faster.

Speed increasing.

Right overhead now.

Captain, sir.

I have to report the death
of German prisoner Fritz, sir.

Oh.

EXPLOSION

Coming up, Number One.

Stern's beginning to rise, sir.
Good. What did you say, TI?

German prisoner dead, sir.
Oh, yeah, I'll pick that up later.

Keep working on that
forward pump there.

Water dropping, sir.

If we keep this bucket drill up
for another hour,

we'll have broke the back of it.

That's the stuff. Keep them at it.
Aye-aye, sir.

Coming in to attack again.
Increasing.

Hope he makes a muck of it.

What about all our sweets, Coxswain?

EXPLOSION

Beg your pardon, sir?
Sweets.

Sweets?
I'll send for them, sir.

Lofty.
Yes, 'Swain?

Go forward and open up the magazine.

Next to the star shell ammo
you'll find a tin marked White Lead.

They're suckers.
Bring them here. Right, 'Swain.

If you're after a fuel grip, sir,
that last package done it in.

Barely 500 gallons left
and we're still losing it.

Mm. Apart from losing the oil,

we must be leaving a trail of it
on the surface.

Destroyer coming in to attack, sir.

So it's only a question of time...

EXPLOSION

As I was saying,

it's only a question of time
before they hit the bull's-eye.

Until these Jerries think we're
a goner, they're gonna keep at it.

Talking of Jerries...

..I wonder.

Coxswain.

Come on, hurry up,
we haven't got all day.

Talk about Bundles for Britain.
That's not funny.

Here, what are you taking that
up for? That won't float.

I want to wash it.

You put those papers
in his pocket?

Yes, and I put in
that old stopwatch too. OK.

Was machen sie mit dem?

That's all right, cock.
Don't worry.

Leave it to me.
I'll marry one up for you, sir.

Fine. Better warn everybody
we're taking a big angle on.

Aye-aye, sir. Take over, Number One.
I'm going forward.

EXPLOSION

Everything set?
Yes, sir.

Body's in number-one tube, sir.

In the navigator's coat and cap,
Coxswain's underclothes

and my trousers, sir. Better fix
another tube full of water.

I want a really good splash.
Aye-aye, sir.

Wait for the order, hang on like
grim death. Aye-aye, sir.

Pass the word to all compartments.

Watch out, we're taking
a steep angle.

Pay attention there.
From the captain.

Look out for standing
on your ruddy heads.

EXPLOSION

Stand by.

Fire, blow out oil.
Fire one.

THUD

Number-one tube fired, sir.

Open valve oil, Ted.

Flood A.

Flood B.
Flood tubes.

Well, that's what I call
a nice quick funeral.

MAN YELLS

Watch up.

Half ahead together.
Half ahead together, sir.

DIAL RINGS

10...

12...

15.

Lovely.

Stern's well out of the water
now, sir.

Stop blowing aft.

Flood after-tanks.

Let her go down.

CHEERING

MAN ON RADIO: 'The latest example

'of the British Admiralty's
foolhardiness

'is witnessed by the fate
of the submarine, Sea Tiger.

'This unfortunate vessel
entered the Baltic

'to make a senseless attack
on an unarmed fishing smack.

'It may interest the wives
of the crew of the Sea Tiger

'to know that she is now lying
a total wreck...'

SWITCHES RADIO OFF

You ought to be ashamed of yourself,
listening to that pack of lies.

I hope you're right, missus.

No message,
no news from the Admiralty.

Cheers.
Cheers.

Have a drink, Scratch?
No, thanks.

Oh, come on,
it'll make your beard curly!

Hobson?

What's the longest time
you've ever been down?

We'll last the night

if you'll put a sock in that jaw
of yours and save oxygen.

Jack?
Mm?

JACK SNIGGERS

What's that?
It's a fly.

It's known as the Whirling Dun.

In my part of the world, the
blighters fairly fight for it.

I believe in a cod's head
on a big hook.

Yank 'em in.
No arguments.

TANNOY: 'Do you hear there?
Do you hear there?

'Stand by for the captain.'

This is the captain speaking.

Well, there's no need for me to
explain the situation to you.

You all know it.

'I intended searching for a tanker
and hijacking the oil.

'But we haven't even got enough fuel
left for that.

'We are down to our last gallons...

'..and we've only enough food
to last until tomorrow.'

In fact, just about one
decent meal for the TI.

Now, I've gone into the matter
very carefully...

..and what I propose to do is this.

'About 20 miles to the north-west
is the Danish island of Haego.

'I shall bring the boat close in
during the night...

'..give every man a chance
of getting ashore...

'..and then blow her up.'

I'm sorry it's come to this...

..but I'm afraid
there's no alternative.

'Thank you for your loyalty
and help.'

That's all.

Right, come forward,
Number One, will you?

Let's figure something out.

You know what this means?

Internment for the rest
of the ruddy war.

Perhaps...
perhaps a prison camp in Germany.

Go on, cheer us up.

Why don't you make it
a concentration camp?

What's up, Hobson?
Where do you think you're going to?

What's biting him, I'd like to know.

Actually it's just a question
of these tides.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Come in.

Excuse me, sir, may I have
a word with you? Mm.

What is it, Hobson?
Just a minute.

It's about what you've just
been telling us, sir.

If I remember rightly,

there's a little port called
Frihaven on the island of Haego.

I called there once on a Baltic run
just before the war.

Well?

Well, what I was thinking, sir...

it's bound to be pretty busy there
these days,

and there's almost certain to be
oil somewhere about.

If I could slip ashore tonight,

I could sneak into Frihaven
and find out the lay of the land.

And if there's any oil handy,
I would flash you a signal,

you could bring in the boat
and we could hijack the juice.

Even if we didn't get away with it
we couldn't be any worse off.

I wonder.

I could use one of those
Jerries' uniforms.

I could get by anything in that.

You thought it all out,
didn't you, Hobson? Mm.

Supposing you were stopped, what
sort of story could you tell?

My plane might have crashed
in the sea, both my mates killed,

and I could have got ashore
in the dinghy.

Why not?

I don't have to remind you if you're
caught in a German uniform,

it won't just be a question
of being taken prisoner.

You know that, don't you, Hobson?

There's nobody to shed any tears
over me, sir.

Hm, it's not gonna be easy,

getting into a strange harbour
at night.

We'll take a crack at it.

All right, Hobson, ask the coxswain
for the prisoners' uniforms.

Pick one out and be ready by dark.

I wish I could come with you.

Your German might not stand
the strain, sir.

No, maybe you're right.
All right, Hobson.

Oh, er...

..thank you, Hobson.

Sir.

Good, he's made it.

Monkey, Orange, King.

Monkey, Orange, King.

James, Monkey, Yorker.

James, Monkey, Yorker.

Sugar, Charlie.
Sugar, Charlie.

That's the lot.

Keep a sharp lookout, Number One.

I'm going out to help with this.
Aye-aye, sir.

CLATTERING

Halt!

Wer da?

Hauptmann, ich bin der
Luftwaffen-Offizier.

Bitte der Ausweis
von Herrn Hauptmann.

Bitte schn.

Wenn der Herr Hauptmann mitkommt.

Ja was ist denn los...
immer... verzeihung, Herr Hauptmann.

Guten Abend. Zu Befehl.

Zu Befehl, Herr Feldwebel.
Ausweis.

Ich bin abgeschossen worden.

Oh.

That's the lot, sir.

"Have located loaded oil tanker,
port end of the pier.

"Depth, eight fathoms everywhere."

Good, he's remembered everything.

That means we can go slap in
at periscope depth.

Come on.

Herr Hauptmann, abtreten!

TELEPHONE RINGS

Wachposten drei...

Jawohl, Herr Major.

Jawohl.

Ein Signal, Herr Major.

Ein Lichtzeichen?

Nein, das ist ganz ausgeschlossen.

Herr Major, ich... hab meine
taschenlampe hier auf dem tisch.

Nein.

Nein, die wache hat nichts bemerkt.

Nur ein Hauptmann der Luftwaffe.

Ja, er ist...

eben angekommen.

Ja.
Jawohl, Herr Major ich...

werde mich persnlich
vergewissern.

Jawohl, sofort!

MAN GASPS

TELEPHONE RINGS

'Hallo!

'Was ist denn da los?'

HE GROANS

'Hallo, hren Sie.

'Antworten sie doch.

'Was ist denn los mit
der verdammten einheit.

'Hrt dasjemand?'

Danke. Gute nacht.

Wache.

Hauptquartier?
Wo?

Sehen der Herr Hauptmann den
Schuppen?

Ja. Also wenn sie rechts
in die strae einbiegen...

MAN YELPS

MAN STRAINS

SPLASHING

Can't see a damn thing.

If you feel a bump,
you'll know we've arrived.

BELLS TOLL

RAPID GUNFIRE

GUNSHOT

We must be well inside
the harbour now.

CLICKS FINGERS

Bring her up, Number One.

Stand by to surface.
Stand by, engines.

Look out to landing party.
Close up.

What a game!

Turning us into a lot of
ruddy commandos!

Surface.
Surface.

Blow two, blow G.

Lord, we left it pretty late.

Starboard 20, easing to 15.

RAPID GUNFIRE

GUNSHOT

MAN BARKS ORDERS

RAPID GUNFIRE

SMASHING

GUNSHOTS

RAPID GUNFIRE

Argh!

GUNSHOT

RAPID GUNFIRE

SMASHING

RAPID GUNFIRE

Sounds as if Hobson's in trouble.

Get your party ashore
and keep the jetty clear.

RAPID GUNFIRE

GUNSHOT

Captain, come on.
Kapitan, savvy? Come on.

GUNFIGHT CONTINUES

Got a couple of them here, sir.

What shall I do with them?
Keep 'em quiet.

DISTANT GUNSHOT

Here's the captain, sir.
Do you speak English?

I do.
This is the British Navy.

We want oil and stores, and we've
no time to argue about it.

There will be no argument.

The British Navy is always welcome
in Denmark.

Now you're talking!

Take what you want, lieutenant.
My men will help you.

Axel!
Hans!

Get these pipelines fixed up
as quick as possible.

RAPID GUNFIRE

RAPID GUNFIRE

That's one of 'em.

Wait a minute, sir.
He's firing inshore.

It might be Hobson.

That's Hobson, all right, sir.
I helped dress him up.

GUNSHOTS

Yes, I believe you're right.

That's-a-boy!
Good man!

Wait there.

GUNFIRE CONTINUES

Well done, Hobson.

Had a good time?
Fine, sir.

About time some of you blokes
turned up.

RAPID GUNFIRE

There's another ruddy machine-gun.

MAN BARKS ORDERS

Dusty, tell the captain
it's coming through all right.

Right, Chief.

GUNFIRE

Things are getting hot.

Gordon, take three men
and back the other party up.

Hang on till you get one blast
on the whistle,

then beat it back here,
hell for leather.

Right, sir.
If we can't hold them,

I'll tell Johnson to give you one
green Very light.

It might help you to get clear, sir.
Come on, the rest of you.

GUNFIRE

How will we hear the whistle?

If you can't, give them a green one
with the Very light.

RAPID GUNFIRE

EXPLOSION

GUNSHOT

Are you all right?

Yeah, I think so, sir.

Good man.

GUNSHOT

DRIPPING

GUNSHOTS

We'll be in trouble soon, sir.

That warehouse is full of oil.
Floor's covered with it.

We won't half cop it
if that lot goes up.

Are you all right, Hobbo?

Shall I take over for you?

No cause for panic.

Control Room?

Find out how we're going now.

Captain wants to know how...
We want a lot more yet.

Never mind that.
Ask him what his gauges are showing.

Ronnie, we're out of ammo.

How much have you got?

There's about enough
for a couple of bursts, sir.

Better save them.
Aye-aye, sir.

Nothing else for it, I suppose.

1,200 gallons.
All right, we'll risk it.

That's just his Scot's caution.

Tell him we're going to take
a short cut.

WHISTLE BLASTS

Get your party going.
MAN BARKS ORDER

GUNSHOTS

GUNSHOT

MAN YELLS

They're coming. Get going, TI.

Hobson!

GRENADE WHISTLES

EXPLOSION

GRENADE WHISTLES

EXPLOSION

Lend a hand here.

Is that the lot?

I'm afraid the cook
won't be coming.

Let go aft.

Half astern together.

Goodbye, Captain.
Good luck!

Goodbye, sir.
Thanks for the oil.

GRENADE WHISTLES

EXPLOSION

MAN BARKS ORDERS

Please...

report...

..Sea...

Tiger...

..returning...

to...

base.

Get that off to C-in-C.
Repeat FOS.

Aye-aye, skipper.

Probably surprised at seeing us.
What are they saying?

Congratulations...

..on...

..sinking...
What?

Well, I'll be b...

The Brandenburg, sir.

Blimey!
Blimey!

Control Room?
Control Room, sir.

We sank the Brandenburg.

We got the Brandenburg!

We got the Brandenburg!
Blimey!

We got the Brandenburg!
We got the Brandenburg, sir.

What?
We got the Brandenburg.

What do you know,
we got the old Brandenburg!

HORN BLARES

HORNS BLARE

CHEERING

Captain, sir,
they're putting our pennants up.

"Well done, P61."

CHEERING CONTINUES

Stop boat.
Stop boat, sir.

CHEERING CONTINUES

Grand job, Taylor.
Thank you, sir.

Bit better than my fishing smacks.

You really must have used
Old Moore's Almanac.

Well, actually,
it's all done by mirrors.

Well, I'm just pushing off,

so you'll have to wait for
that double I promised you.

Goodbye, sir.
Good luck, Humphries.

Good luck, David.
Thank you.

Nice work, Freddie.
Well done, old man.

HUBBUB

Hello, Mike.
Hello, Gladys.

Mike!

Oh, Mike, it's lovely
to have you back, safe.

Ethel!
Me darling!

Hello, Arabella.

Arabella?
Arabella?

Gladys!
Tug, isn't this wonderful?

It's exciting, isn't it?

Well, so long, Dicky.

You must show Gladys
your new tattoo sometime.

Gladys?
You heard.

Daddy!

Hello, Pete.

I saw your submarine.
Did you?

Yes, Daddy.
Did you see her coming in?

Yes, Daddy.

You didn't know

she brought a battleship with her,
though, did you? No, Daddy.

Look what I've got for you here.

Ooh, Daddy!
Hello, Jim.

Hello, Alice.

Mummy, Mummy...

..look what Daddy's brought me.

A battleship.
Yes.

Better be getting home.

Aye.

Well, enjoy your leave.

This time I suppose you will be
seeing your aunt.

Yes, all of them, sir.
Excuse me.

Gordon?
Yes, sir?

Are you going to the wardroom?
Yes, sir.

Get me Grosvenor 2777, will you?
Yes, sir.

There's the Sorceress.
Just going through the booms.

One comes in, another goes out.

Just like running
a ruddy bus service!

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