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It'll be full daylight in an hour.

You'll have to shove off now and take your chances.

But we must get word that it's safe to go ashore.

I've been waiting for that since midnight.

You expect me to remain here like a fool...

while we get picked up by the British Patrol?

Are you certain of our position, captain?

I don't make mistakes, Mr Vogel. We're exactly 8 miles north of Khan Younis.

If we're south of it we're off the coast of Egypt...not Palestine.

Maybe you'd like me to swim ashore and come back with a Matzo ball.

These people are depending upon me to get them safely through.

If I am cautious it's only because the British...

...have so often captured us in these last few miles.

Well, they aren't gonna be caught aboard my ship.

I know what happened to the "Exodus" and the "San Felipe".

If this mob of yours is too scared to make a dash for it, they can swim ashore.

I'm pulling out of here.

They are not scared, captain.

But these people have come all the way from Poland and Germany.

From Romania and Hungary.

Most of them are the survivors of concentration camps.

Belsen, Dachau...

They have heard the screams of their loved ones...

as they were dragged into Streicher's death ovens in Maidanek and Buchenwald.

This is their last hope.

You wouldn't dump them overboard like cattle, now...

When they can almost see the shore.

Let's get this straight, mister. A few days ago you hired a ship.

Transportation from Italy, that's all. If I hadn't missed a load of fertilizer...

I wouldn't even have listened to your deal.

What do you use for a heart, captain?

Don't these people mean anything to you...as human beings?

Sure, they mean 125$ a head, plus the bonus.

They also mean I'm carrying a hot cargo. Illegal immigrants, without papers.

Okay, I took that chance and I got you here.

What happens to you from now on, doesn't mean a thing to me.

So get moving.

Captain, we've just got a flash on the shortwave.

- What was the message? - The word "forward" repeated 3 times.

- That means the beach is clear. - Let's go.

Bosun, start the motors on those launches and stand by to cast off.

- Yes sir. - The boats are properly manned?

- Everything's ready. - You men below, listen.

Run in fast, dump your loads and get back to the ship at full speed.

We're gonna clear this coast before daylight, you understand?

Yes, sir.

Now let's have the rest of that money you owe me.

- 8,000 bucks EOD. - Yes, that's correct, but...

...you haven't delivered these people yet, captain.

- What are you trying to pull on me? -Well, our agreement was for safe delivery.

That means of the beach, of course.

The money we'll be waiting for you there.

What kind of a sucker do you think I am?

You pay me that 8,000 bucks now or I'll hold on those boats...

...and dump the lot of yours, back at Bari.

But I haven't got the rest of the money.

If you misunderstood it's because this is your first trip as a blockade-runner.

Every other ship's captain who has made this run...

...knows how and when we pay the final sum.

So now you tell me.

All the cheap chiseling tricks.

You haven't much faith in mankind, have you?

Why should I have? What's it ever done for me?

And more for them?

This is no time to argue, captain.

We have trusted you and we will on future trips.

- But you must now trust us. - I never made a dime trusting anybody.

And I'll make no more trips for your crowd, at any price.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, you've got to make up your mind, quickly.

Either way.

Get on the boat.

Which one of your men shall I give the money to, on shore?

This one... I'm going with you and see that it's paid.

If there's no trouble, I'll be back within an hour.

When you hear my engine give me a short starboard light...

- and be ready to pull out immediately. - I don't like this, captain.

These waters are full of limey patrol boats.

What if I don't fix us up while you're gone?

Tell them we are hope to for repairs.

Get the chief to rig up a phony short-circuit he can repair quickly.

Yes, sir.

I'm taking over. Get aboard.

There's the light.

Head straight for it!

- �ere they come! - They made it, they made it!

Latch onto them when they get out of the water!

I got you!

Hold that boat!

Get them out!

Get them on the beach!

You men, get on back to the ship. I'll follow you in a few minutes.

You wait here.

See? We're home now, Gideon.

Come on, hurry it up Vogel. Where's the guy that pays me off?

He'll be here in a moment.

Hubba...hubba, is it really you?

We thought you were dead, hubba. We had lost all hope.

How long did it take you to get here?

How long? I...

2,000 years.

- Jeno... - Shalom, David, it's good to see you.

- Are the trucks ready? - Just over the dunes, about a mile.

Good. Listen, everybody!

Follow this man and keep close together.

You'll soon be among friends.

Jeno...

I know what you're going to ask me, David.

She's fine. You'll see her very soon.

Well, where is he? I can't hang around here.

Oh, Jerry.

Shalom, Davie, my boy.

You should have been here last night. We'd a gorgeous...

...party myself and the lad. Blew up a British convoy.

Six trucks and a motorbike. Lay the mines of my own two hands.

Oh, a lovely job it was.

Vogel, cut out this guff and settle with me, I've got to get out of here.

- Who the devil is this? - Captain Dillon, who brought us middling.

This is Jerry McCarthy recently of Dublin.

Dillon, did you say the name was Dillon?

Welcome to the commotion.

They've got us a bit outnumbered for the moment, but...

...a few more Dublin men coming along and everything will be topsy-turvy.

- What's a Mick like you doing here? - Why wouldn't I be here?

Do you know of a better fight going on anywhere?

We have several hundred Irish Volunteers fighting with us.

Give him $8,000, Jerry.

When does the next British patrol boat come along here?

Not for two or three hours.

Won't you change your mind, captain?

We've got thousands more waiting in Europe for ships.

- Not me, once is enough. - How so, poacher?

Don't tell me you're gun-shy.

Yeah, I had two Navy boats sail out from under me, during the war. @@@@

But this one happens to belong to me.

Cost every penny I'd beg, borrow and steal.

I don't mind turning a hot buck once in a while...

...but Lloyds doesn't write insurance on Jewish ferryboats.

Anyway, I'm an American this isn't my fight, why be a sucker?

You know, Davie.

That sort of man is an island to himself.

Blind to all decency.

No man is an island, Jerry.

That sounds like a British patrol boat.

Return over the hills to road. Tell the first two groups to move out, quickly.

Take the women and children out of the last truck and wait for me.

They're coming here. Get off the beach.

Get the men up forward, Sergeant.

Prepare to go ashore. Remember your orders.

Spread out immediately you get on the beach.

Follow me, now!

Watch it! There may be a trap near.

You know these blinders.

This is a swell mess you've got me into.

- You'd have to come with us. - Come with you, where?

- We've got a truck over the hill. - Then go and jump on it.

As soon as they pull out, I'm getting back to my ship.

Looks like they've run through another crowd of illegals.

Not more than a few moments ago either.

These footprints are quite fresh.

Look here sir, I just found this under one of the seats.

Better take her into custody, Sergeant.

She may be a Jewish spy.

- Corporal Barlow. - Sir.

Give the Mobile Guards our position.

Inform them a large party of illegal immigrants...

...landed here only a short time ago.

If they move fast enough we may be able to round up the whole lot.

- All right, sir. - Have a look around.

I'm going up to the dune.

- The Captain. - Come along, hurry up!

Come on!

After them!

Repeat, repeat. Patrol group 12 calling...

..."Cross Keys", "Crusader" and "Churchill".

Large party of illegals landed 8 miles north of Khan Younis.

Now engage in resisting action.

Move in, move in. Block all roads.

Patrol group 12, calling "Cross Keys", "Crusader" and "Churchill".

I'll have this landmine laid in a jiffy.

Stand away from me.

Lloyd's don't write insurance for them things either.

Come on, get in. Get in...you, hurry.

Don't shove me, one of my officers is shot, he may be dead.

We all may be, if you stop here to argue...come on.

"Cross Keys", to "Crusader". We are moving south on C5.

Set up a roadblock and watch the illegals for a cut-off.

- Easy now, the men may be hurt! - Open the rear door!

Get them out, fast! Maybe it's fire.

Does she still broadcast at the same time?

Daybreak at 2 p.m. every day. Give it a try.

...to the soldiers of the underground forces...

...and to the British Army of Occupation.

We now bring you briefly, the important news in the past 24 hours.

Last night, our soldiers destroyed...

...the British radar station at Khiva Tonga.

Which on three occasions has been responsible...

...for the detection and capture of our ships,

...bringing refugees from Europe.

Unfortunately, several men on both sides...

...were killed in the attack.

Early yesterday morning, we mined and derailed...

...the military train on the Haifa-Cantara line.

The locomotive was destroyed and the oil tank set afire.

Rails were torn up for a distance of 5 Km.

Tomorrow, the British High Command will issue orders...

...canceling all train travel between Gaza and Tel Aviv.

But, it plans to make use of the line by daylight...

...for the transfer of military units and war material.

We now give them warning, that any trains...

...travelling between these points will be attacked and destroyed.

Our intelligence agents in London...

...report that General Vincent, now stationed in Jerusalem,

...will soon be relieved of his uncomfortable post...

...and recalled to England as a result of his complete failure...

...to suppress the activities of the Jewish Army of resistance.

This will make the 4th change of commanders within 3 years.

And who will be the 5th and the 6th...

...and how many more after that.

This is Sabra.

Kurta is speaking.

To all our people.

Be of courage and stand your ground.

Within a few short months the British Mandate will be at an end.

From that date begins the freedom of our country.

A life of dignity for our nation. God save Israel.

We must hurry. They should be near the village by now.

Is it "they" or David you're anxious to see?

This is Inyar Cort.

You will remain here for a day or so...

...until any danger of discovery has passed.

The others who were with you, on the ship...

...have been taken to another village several miles away,

...where they will be safer.

Now, the organization has the exact plans for all of you.

So that within a week, with any luck...

The British will be unable to tell whether you have been in Palestine...

...a month, a year, all your lives.

Now, if you will follow these friends they will give you food.

Hey, what about me? When am I gonna get back to my ship?

Oh, that is not for me to decide. I'm not in command here.

Come along.

You have no good reason to be ashamed of smuggling, captain.

Back in Ireland, it was always a dignified trade.

A fine healthy breed of simple dishonest men.

Sure isn't it grand. The chance's you're taking, the fun of the game.

Not to mention the fact that you're getting a bit your own back on John Bull.

What are you worrying about anyway?

You haven't been caught and your pockets are bulging with dollars.

Stop, I haven't got anything against the British.

In fact, I prefer them, they keep their word.

Not with us captain. That's the seat of the trouble.

And the back of me hand to the seat.

Hey guys, really like to play soldier, don't you?

No, we don't like it. None of us do.

These men and I, spent 3 years in the British Army.

As commandos in Montgomery's Jewish Brigade.

That was enough war for anyone.

If he had a country to come home to.

But we did not.

Jerry...is he here?

He's around there somewhere, don't worry.

Tell me darling, did you hear any news at all?

I think you got another British radio car.

Did I, did I now? Are you sure?

Well, they cut up suddenly in the middle of a call.

It must have been when they stuck in mine.

Oh, well...

Maybe that'll teach them not to middle with the McCarthies.

David!

Shalom, Sabra.

David, I missed you so.

What happened on the beach? We only heard the British radio patrols.

Well, we got here safely, that's the main thing.

When I heard your voice this morning, all my other troubles were forgotten.

I hoped you might hear me.

These last three months have been a very long time.

Yes, for me too, Sabra.

- I have so much to tell you. - So have I.

Let's travel to Tel Aviv tonight, if we can.

And we'll talk all the way.

Shalom, David!

- Shalom, welcome home. It's good to see you again.

- And how are things going with us? - Not too well.

The Arabs are growing stronger everyday.

They will try to wipe us out when the British leave.

- Others have tried that too. - Yes, so they have.

Come on, let's get this thing settled. Who's in command of your outfit?

Oh, this is the American captain Dillon.

The British cut him off when he tried to return to his ship.

So I brought him with us to prevent his being captured.

One of his men was shot on the beach.

- I'm sorry to hear of this, captain. - Okay, so we're both sorry.

My bosun's probably dead. What's the next move?

I do not know yet. We shall have to give it some thought.

You'd better think fast. I've got to get back to my ship now.

It's not so easily arranged. The British mobile units are on every...

...road now, searching for the refugees whom, you landed this morning.

It would be unwise for any of us to move until they've given up.

- Just when will that be? - Three or four days at the soonest.

That's great. And what's going to happen to my ship...

...while I wait around here three or four days?

What instructions did you leave on board, captain?

Nothing to cover this. How did I know I was gonna be shot at,

...shanghaied and chased all over the joint?

When you failed to return wouldn't your 1st officer have sense enough to guess...

...what happened and move the ship out, beyond the 12-mile limit?

No, no, no, he's not very bright.

Isn't this the transmitter that gave us the signal to come in?

Yes...

I know how to operate these things. Let me call the ship.

No, that will bring the British here in half an hour or even less.

Why?... how would they know where we were?

Every British patrol is equipped with special locating apparatus.

The moment we broke radio silence...

...they would triangulate on our position and close in.

They've done it to us twice before, in other places.

We shall have to wait now, until they've left this area entirely.

Look...do you know what will happen if the British find my ship?

A destroyer will tour into Haifa, and she'll be seized...

...for illicit blockade running and my crew arrested.

I'll be fined, thrown into jail, lose my license and my papers.

And you refuse to let me send one short message to save her, is that it?

Yes captain, because there's much more at stake here, than your ship.

The security of all these people is my responsibility and that comes first always.

Don't tell me, it doesn't.

You didn't pay me enough money for the loss of my ship...

- A British spotter plane. - Keep the refugees inside, out of sight.

It's turning back.

Actually, can't see a thing.

We must all look alike from up there.

it's only from God's view point, McCarthy.

Not the RAF's. Come on.

Adams, Sparks. Adams, do you hear me?

Do you hear me?

Adams, can you hear me?

- It's him, the skipper. - Adams, can you hear me, come in.

Right, sir. This is Adams, go ahead, over.

Tell Harris to take the tub out.

Well out and stay out, beyond the 12-mile limit...

...until you hear from me again. Did you get that?

If you don't hear from me in 24 hours, proceed to the next port of call.

I'll try to meet you there. Come in.

Check that with the other patrols. Get a three-way fix on the centre.

"Crusader" to "Crown" and "Churchill".

Triangulate on 37.3

What happened, sir? Where are you?

Don't ask me where I am because I don't know.

I'll try to get word to you somehow.

Just take care of the ship. That's the main thing.

Don't get caught. Move out fast...off.

You stupid fool. What have you done?

I was just trying to pick up a weather report.

You're lying. You were talking to your ship.

Okay, so I was.

Go, call in your pals and tell them if you like.

Pile in, you men. We found them, not three miles away.

Look of your sidearms, we may have a bit of trouble.

Everybody... Everybody in the truck.

Take the road to Basheba and turn south into the desert.

We'll follow you and hide out tonight.

- Right. - Good luck.

- We'd better get started, David. - We're almost ready.

But, what about him?

- Go ahead, say it. - There are no words for what you've done.

You guys, scare too easy.

What makes you so sure the British heard me?

They'll be here very soon, thanks to you.

Okay, I'll wait for them. I've talked to myself out of tougher spots than this.

You're going with us.

If you're found here, the British will have proof of the refugees.

May take reprisals against the people of this village.

I don't have to tell them.

No...would you?

Bring him along.

You know of the Black Irish Dylans?

In the old days would have shot you for a thing like this.

Maybe we should, anyway. Go on, get on.

Get in.

Wait...wait!

Wait!

Wait for me!

Attention...attention.

This village is now under British military inspection.

All personnel will remain in their homes until receive to further orders.

Have your identification cards ready.

Attention, this village is now under British military inspection.

All personnel will remain in their homes until receive to further orders.

Have your identification cards ready.

Sergeant, check the identification cards of everyone in this village.

Those unable to account for themselves bring'em to me.

Yes, sir.

Dismount and spread out. Look lively now.

May I see your card, please?

- You don't belong to this village. - No.

- Where do you live? - In Tel Aviv, 26 Herzl Place.

Occupation: musician.

Born in Warsaw, May 9th 1922.

Arrived in Palestine October 17th 1929,

...accompanied by parents. Both now dead.

My quota numbers : 37846.

Anything else?

Occupation: musician.

Your voice seems rather familiar somehow.

Have we ever met before?

I can't recall it. I doubt if we move in the same circles.

Perhaps not. But I've long looked forward to the pleasure.

- I don't understand. - My dear girl...

I doubt if there's a single building in all Palestine...

...where your voice is not entered. And a very charming voice it is, too.

Although your daily broadcasts are, very seldom, flattering to me...

...my superior officers, all my country.

I don't know who you think I am, but you're obviously mistaken.

- Am I? - Yes, quite.

Well, frankly, I hope so.

You're a very pretty girl...Sabra.

Much too attractive to be sent to prison.

- Ellerton. - Yes, sir?

This young woman is under arrest.

- Take her to the car. - Yes, sir.

I'd say what rotten luck.

But not for us. This way, please.

All the villagers have been accounted for, sir...

...but those beggars have been here right enough.

Found a dead man who didn't have time to bury...and a bullet through his chest.

Old man he was. One of the illegals.

- Very well, Sergeant, prepare to move. - Yes, sir.

They can't be very far ahead of us. I'll go north for Hebron.

Take your men follow the desert road to Basheeba.

- Yes, sir. - If you overtake them...

...try to avoid gunfire. There may be women and children.

After nightfall move carefully, question every Arab you meet.

Investigate every side road and body.

Get along now. Good hunting.

Always rushing about. Just for one bit of fluff.

Oh, Antisemitic!

I told you, Vogel, I'm sorry about the girl.

- Maybe she got away. - She didn't get away.

We know that.

Worth ten men she was to us.

- Aye and twice that. - Why?

That's none of your business.

The British had stand an order of a 1000 pounds for anyone that turned her in.

You must have known about that when you used the shortwave.

Leave him alone, David.

There's no more to blame for this than you or I.

We should have made certain she was with us.

The British would never have come to the village...

...if he hadn't betrayed us. And now he's scared.

Scared he'll lose his ship and his money.

Scared of what he has done to us.

- What we might now do to him. - That's my decision to make, not yours.

Just soak your head, Vogel. You're talking like a fool.

Stop it, David. You're out of your mind.

- He meant nothing by it. - No...

There's not enough heart in this man to mean a word he says.

I told you to leave him alone, that's an order.

Now, control yourself.

Pitty all the same.

It was the makings of a great fight.

It's 2 a.m. Jerry.

If they're not back soon with the gasoline we will know they've been caught.

Not Dov and Jenno. They could fool the Grand Mufti himself.

Let's see if these wallahs know anything.

They say a Jewish car passed along here, half an hour ago.

Come on. We'll catch it up.

Well, what did you decide about me? If you can run thousands into this country

...it ought to be simple to get one out.

We have more reason to get them in.

Look, you've got other ships making this illegal run.

You can put me on the next one that lands a bunch.

I can pay my own way. What's wrong with that scheme?

There's no other ship scheduled for several weeks.

That's why yours, is so valuable to us. Now, if you don't...

I told you before. All I'm asking is to get clear of this mess.

The sooner the better.

And what would you be willing to give in return?

So that's the angle. You pay me to bring them in, and...

- ...I pay you to get out. - Not at all.

You earn the money, it's yours to keep.

But protection has the price of gratitude, captain.

You need it and we need you, badly.

So I'm ready to make a bargain with you.

It's ought to be good. Let's hear it.

You say your ship's next port of call is Beirut.

- That's right. - Will it wait for you there,

- ...say, 5 or 6 days? - Had better.

- Why? - Then, I'll try to get you there.

It's a long way and dangerous. Every mile will be guarded...

...by the British and their Arab spies.

- But, come on, what's the payoff? - Simply this.

You're no friend of ours, you said so yourself and proved it by betraying us.

So why should I risk a Jew's life to save you?

Well, that's just common decency.

You can't sit by and watch a man go under when you're holding a rope.

Exactly...in distress all men are brothers.

And my rope is the road to Beirut. Yours, is your ship.

So, if you'll give us one more voyage with refugees at the same price...

I'll have one of my men guide you into Beirut.

How do I know I can trust him?

Would you trust me, captain?

You?

You're one of the big shots in this fight.

- You wouldn't risk your neck for me. - I would not risk anyone else's.

- I'd like to think it over. - You're not serious about this.

- Certainly. - But this man's no good.

He double-crossed you. Sure as God made his laughters.

He also made man, McCarthy. So there's some good in all of us.

Well, that hasn't been my own experience.

I was beginning to worry. Did you see anyone on the road?

Yes, the British stopped us on our way back.

What have they say? "I say, have you seen any Jews?"

Come, put the gasoline in the trucks. We leave before daylight.

Stand where you are. Make a move or we will fire.

Sergeant, detail a man to look over that transport.

Then, Corporal Favor in his section to cover the other end of this point.

Watch them, Mills. You cover us when we move in.

- Try to get away. - But what about you?

They don't know who I am. Go quickly.

Corporal, after him.

Bring them together, here.

Search them all, carefully.

What's up, sir? Anything wrong?

No.

Quite the contrary, perhaps.

Take these along, Sergeant. They may be of great importance.

Easy with them mines. You want to blow us all into kingdom come?

Come on, get them on the truck.

Now, young woman, answer the questions truthfully.

You have nothing to fear to simply tell us the truth.

We've been in touch with Tel Aviv.

The address you gave us is correct enough.

We also found that you were seldom there.

- Where do you go? - At two of the communal villages...

...with the Palestine Philharmonic Orchestra.

I am a cellist.

And what does a cellist need with pliers and a screwdriver?

Why not?

What does a soldier need with flowers?

The Orchestra is now in Tiberias.

Why aren't you with them?

Because I've not been well. I went to Enia Cove to rest.

Damn it, Stevens you told me you picked up a prize package.

Someone to be wanted for years. Now, we find this billiard cello player.

Not that I dislike music, on the contrary. I play the piano myself...Chopin.

After your message I telephoned General Vincent in Jerusalem.

He became quite excited. Thought you might have caught Kurta, himself.

Now he'll be calling me back or sending someone down here...

...that'll be most embarrassing.

Why the devil don't you check your facts before you put the wind up everyone?

This girl is concealing the truth, sir. The force of the resistance army left...

...Enia Cove only a few minutes before we arrived.

We intercepted their wireless and made an absolutely certain fix on the village.

A message was sent to ship somewhere off the coast warning it to clear out.

Undoubtedly the same ship which landed the refugees...

...near Khan Younis early yesterday morning.

Yes, the refugees you failed to locate.

And we still haven't heard from Ellerton whom we sent...

...on a wild goose chase into the desert.

Anyway, what's that got to do with her?

I believe she operated the transmitter which sent the message.

Furthermore, I'm convinced that she is the person called Sabra...

Who agitates against us as the voice of Israel.

This girl?

Nonsense, I hear the program every day.

Sabra is some dried-up middle-aged female who has been disappointed in love.

Who else could be so rude? Don't you agree, Beaumont?

I'm afraid not, sir.

It's part of my job with intelligence to hear every broadcast Sabra makes.

Next to Kurta, she's our greatest problem.

I studied her voice for months. The accent, inflection and color.

They sound remarkably alike.

This is a very serious charge, young woman.

What have you got to say for yourself? Speak up.

I listen to Sabra myself.

All of us too, who feel strongly about the British policy in Palestine.

So, I think it's quite a compliment that you should mistake me for her.

If you are innocent, then you'll have no objection...

...to a very simple test I should like to make.

With your permission, sir.

This is a portion of the broadcast made by Sabra...

...on the morning of December 14th, 1947.

Ten days ago.

I would like you to read it aloud, please.

All our request is that you let us record your voice.

Speak slowly and clearly.

If the test is honest, you will prove nothing by it.

You may decide that yourself. Is this fair enough?

Begin reading, please.

"This is the voice of Israel."

"Speaking to the people of Palestine."

"To the soldiers of the underground forces..."

"To the British Army of Occupation."

"It is not our intention to try to convince anyone..."

"...of the Justice of our cause."

"The entire world now, knows the issues..."

"...upon which we disagree."

"There is a long and bitter struggle behind us..."

"And it is inevitable that still more blood will be shed..."

"...before you leave."

"But it is only fair that these men should know why they may be killed."

"Most of you, British soldiers, have been in this country for quite a long time."

"A great many of you, here and in England..."

"...are friendly toward us. But you have orders to obey."

"Well, so do we."

"You have occupied our country."

"Deprived us of our home and our freedom."

"So we must fight you."

"There is no other solution, as long as you remain in Palestine."

"We deplore this need of violence..."

"...and regret the death of any human being as a result of that violence."

- "But we hold..." - That's quite enough, thank you.

- Now play it back. - What's the point...

...of repeating it, Beaumont? We all heard what she said.

I want her to hear it, sir. Not all of it.

Up just enough to answer one question.

"...soldiers, have been in this country for quite a long time."

"A great many of you, here and in England..."

"...are friendly toward us. But you have orders to obey."

"Well, so do we."

"You have occupied our country."

"Deprived us of our home and our freedom."

"So we must fight you."

- "There is no other solution." - Could you hear that clearly?

- Yes. - And you're quite willing to admit...

- ...it was your voice. - Of course it was my voice.

Confound it, Beaumont. Who else's voice could it be?

It was no one else's, sir.

This recording is not the one, she just made.

We replaced it with an actual transcription of the underground radio.

Taken directly from the air by our intelligence office...

- ...in Jerusalem 10 days ago. - I'll be blasting!

Kurta was with you in the village.

But why did he leave you behind to be caught?

Kurta is no fool. It must have been an accident.

- She's far too valuable. -And you must also have been at the beach.

- You exchanged the signal with the ship. - What was its name, what flag?

Who was the captain?

Come in!

- Major Sorrell from GHQ, sir. - Show him in.

That's all, Gilraus. Didn't waste much time getting here.

Will you come in, please, sir?

- How do you do, Sorell? - How do you do, sir?

- You know these gentlemen? - No, sir, I...

- I don't think I've had the pleasure. - Major Stevens...

Captain Beaumont from my staff.

I say Sorrell...weren't you at El Alamein with Monty's crowd?

Yes, yes quite a do, wasn't it?

The GOC sent me over, sir, as soon as he received your message.

Is this the prisoner?

Yes, this is Sabra.

Sabra!

My...what a catch.

This will give general Vincent the most enjoyable Christmas.

You know he's still absolutely boiling over that broadcast of hers yesterday morning.

Saying that he's been sent back to England for failure.

Yes, yes...Sorrell. What...what are your orders?

To escort the prisoner back to Jerusalem to have her questioned myself.

- Very well, then take her along. - Thank you, sir.

I say, Beaumont would you telephone GHQ...

-...and tell the general we're on our way? - Right.

You have no evidence against me, no proof whatever.

You'll be given every chance to clear yourself.

Should we go now? Whoever you are.

Yes.

Whoever I am.

I'm still a Jew and this is my country.

You have no rights here. Moral or legal.

And therefore no authority over me.

What an extraordinary people.

Do they think we relish our position as policemen in this godforsaken land?

Perhaps they'd prefer that we forsaked, sir.

- Let God police it. - But we have agreed to leave.

If they could reach an agreement for the Arabs on partition.

But if we pull out before there's an agreement between them...

...the entire Middle East may go up in flames. And with it, the world.

No, Stevens.

This isn't a Jewish or Arab or British problem.

This is the problem of all mankind.

Get me GHQ in Jerusalem. I would like to speak to General Vincent.

- This isn't the road to Jerusalem. - Really?

- So it isn't. - Where are you taking me?

Well, it's a very nice day. Where would you like to go?

Don't be sadistic, Major. I've had a very difficult day.

Quite, so have I.

Pull out.

Well, General. Did you get Ferman's message?

Definitely old boy, definitely.

In fact, I congratulated him for such a brilliant job of intelligence.

You are not British! You are Jews!

- We are a little bit of both, really. - But, this car and the orders.

- How on earth did you? - It's fairly simple.

You see, I was once a Major in the British Army.

As for the car, well... We borrowed it some months ago...

...and hid it away for just such an emergency.

Then, it was Kurta that sent you for me.

No, Vogel. Kurta has been caught.

When?...Where?

Early this morning in the desert, south of Arecibo.

- Who else? - All of them, except Vogel who escaped.

The General, Dov, McCarthy, the refugees, the American dealer.

Do the British know it's Kurta that they've got?

I don't know.

Probably not.

At least, not yet.

It's a British convoy. Should we stop?

No if we can help it.

Those last three trucks, they were ours.

Stop, turn around!

They've got Kurta and the others. What can we do?

I don't know yet.

Attention!

These men were armed, sir. There was one more, who made a break...

...and we lost him in the desert.

I want these four prisoners.

And this one.

You want them, sir? Do you mean now?

Yes, now. We'll take the small lorry.

I've too many, we'll guard them.

But I can't do that, sir.

Without direct authority from a senior officer of my own brigade.

Don't you recognize the GHQ insignia when you see it?

Yes, sir. But my orders are quite definite.

And so are mine and they come from a considerably higher source than your Kernel.

These five men are all wanted in Jerusalem.

I recognized them from their pictures.

You're a liar.

You never laid eyes on any picture of mine.

We shall see.

if you refuse to turn these men over to me, you'll regret it.

I can promise you that.

Then, I'm very sorry sir, but I shall have to take the risk.

Unless...Unless I may see your orders, sir.

Very well.

If you insist. Come with me to my car.

Yes, sir.

That Major. I knew I'd seen him somewhere before.

Forget him.

And you. How much can you forget?

What do you mean?

We may still be able to get out of this, now or later.

Unless you talk. Give me your word of honour that you will not.

- Sure. - Right, that's all I want.

I promise, I get you safely back to your ship...

...you keep your word and I'll keep mine.

But that was last night. You can't do a thing for me now.

Don't be too sure.

- That girl she's the one... - Shut up and get in.

- But I say, what the... - Don't say it, get in the car.

Hello, what goes on here?

- Wasn't that our Lieutenant in that car? - Aye...

Where's he off to, in such a bloomin' hurry?

What's wrong guys? Did you lose something?

They were troops of the 23rd, Abel.

So now, at least, we know where they've taken them.

But that doesn't help us much.

Because they've got a crack battalion at full strength in the camp.

Is that correct?

Yes, also several armored cars and two light tanks.

The camp is fortified from every angle, David.

Big searchlights and machine guns are mounted on...

....the watchtowers at all four corners.

We haven't got enough men, no weapons to match that force...

Even if we found a way to break in.

Our only chance is to take them by complete surprise.

There's no hope with that, Vogel. Ever since our raid at Adlip...

...they've been on a 24-hour alert at every garrison in Palestine.

But the fact remains. We've got to get Kurta out, before they discover who he is.

But how can they know? Who would tell them?

- The American knows who Kurta is. - Well, why would he tell them?

Why wouldn't he? He has no good will for us.

I saw him for a moment, on the road today.

What sort of man is he?

It was only his selfish stupidity that brought this all about.

Selfish yes, but not stupid, Sabra.

Not when it comes to trading.

I think he is capable of anything. There's nothing in it, for him.

And all the more reason we must rescue Kurta.

How?...I followed Vogel's orders and brought our best fighters here.

All I could gather on short notice.

But it would be suicide to attack that camp.

They'd cut us to bits before we got through the wire.

What can we do David?

Those were found in the Englishman's wallet.

I went through them, there's nothing of importance.

Ahmed the Great Fortune-teller and Magician

I'm not so sure. Let's pay him a call.

Open up.

Look here, you can't get away with this, you know.

The penalty for kidnapping a British officer...

Sit down, you are not the first one we've caught.

Or the last.

- If you expect any ridiculous... - Stop talking, Ellerton and listen.

Carefully.

You are being held as a hostage for one of our men...

...whom you captured in the desert.

If he is executed then we, in reprisal, will execute you.

In that case, it isn't quite so ridiculous, is it?

Well, now we know where we stand.

We don't want to kill you.

And we won't have to. If our man goes free.

So by helping us, you can also help yourself.

If you expect me to give information to save my own skin...

You can go and leap into the smelly end of the Dead Sea.

We're not that foolish, Ellerton.

Then, what do you want from me?

In your wallet we found this card, a Vanara who calls himself...

Ahmed the great. How did you get it?

That's no secret. Some time ago I had this beggar in Hebron.

To perform at a party we planned for the troops.

- At the airborne camp. - Yes.

When?

Oddly enough, I don't seem to recall.

Can you read Arabic?

Yes...why?

On the back of this card someone has written the hour...

10:30 p.m.

And the recent date on the Islamic calendar.

Really? I have no idea what it means.

That affair was held months ago.

No, Ellerton. The date written here, is tonight.

And the occasion is your usual Christmas Eve party for the Battalion.

I only wanted to make sure where it would be.

What did you find, David?

A possible way to get into the British camp.

Issue guns and grenades to the men. Also wire-cutters.

We're moving out as soon as it's dark.

Now, repeat them again. What are your orders?

- Block the gate with the truck. - And yours?

- Petrol stores. - Hapand?

- Generators and the radio room. - Levitan?

- Sentry-box. - Yours?

- The communications. - The arsenal.

Right...good luck.

Synchronize your watches with mine.

At exactly 10:33 the lights will go off.

Bring up your men close enough to rush the barbed wire and cut it in several places.

If the raid works at all it should be over in five minutes.

- Right. - You're going ahead of us?

Yes, I have an appointment on the Hebron road.

- Good luck, Vogel. - Thanks...we'll need it, all of us.

David...

I'm frightened.

- I've never heard you say that before. - Not for myself, for you.

This raid hasn't one chance in a thousand, you know it.

- I think if anything happened... - Then, don't think about it.

I can't help it, David.

If I don't tell you now...

I may never have the chance again.

Tell me what, Sabra?

I've loved you now, for a long time.

Ever since that first night in Tel Aviv, at the concert.

- So have I. - Why haven't you...

Then, why haven't you told me before?

- Oh, David, if anything happens... - Stop worrying.

- You've got a job tonight, too. - Am I going with you?

No, you have to wait for us with the cars, outside the camp.

Oh, good...I was afraid you'd leave me here.

I'd never leave you anywhere. Not for long.

- You bother me. - I'm glad...you bother me too, terribly.

All will be fine, then. All we have to worry about is...just bothering each other.

Will that time ever come for us, David?

Of course it will.

We may not win all we want, but we won't lose too much.

I could lose you.

- You should live that long. - I will.

If you will.

They're waiting for me.

You go with Gershon.

David...

You've forgotten something.

Here they come.

Get out!

What you want, please. We're not politicians, we work for living.

- Bulla bulla man, we no fight... - Shut up.

Which one of you is Ahmed the Great?

Him.

You've got a pass for the British camp. Give it to me.

Come on!

Sleep in heavenly peace

Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent Night

Holy Night

Shepherds quake at the sight!

Glories stream from heaven afar

Heavenly hosts sing Al-le-lu-ia!

Christ the Savior is born!

Christ the Savior is born!

Silent Night

Glory Night

Son of God, oh,

love's pure light

Radiant beams from Thy holy face

With the dawn of redeeming...

They've questioned all of us now. Nobody's told them a thing.

Not all, Jeno. All but one.

They've still got the American.

Why didn't he come back?

You made a great mistake about trusting him at all.

I tell you, it takes the Irish to know how to handle informers.

I don't think he'll inform.

How did you get into this country?

I fell off a ship at night. I swam ashore.

- What was the name of the ship? - I can't remember.

Let us try to help you, then.

Two nights ago you landed a group of passengers from your ship...

...on the coast of Palestine, near Khan Yunis.

- Does that refresh your memory? - Not yet.

Then, for some obscure reason you decided to come ashore with the refugees.

Why would I do a dumb thing like that?

I'm sure I don't know...Your country has chosen to stay out of this trouble.

But perhaps, you wanted to collect this money.

8,000$. It is yours, isn't it?

I suppose so. You found it in my pocket.

Where did you get it?

- Maybe I'm a refugee. - I doubt it.

Here's your copy of your master certificate in the Merchant Marine.

And with the name like Michael Francis Dillon you could hardly be Jewish.

No, I can't tell about that.

I heard of an Irishman by the name of Dei Valera.

Where did you meet the group with whom, you were found in the desert?

They picked me up on the road. I'd never seen any of them before.

Of course, Dillon, you know and we know that you're deliberately lying.

But it's no use.

We've learned this much for certain. Your ship is the "Eastern Star".

You used it for smuggling illegal immigrants.

I dare say you know the stiff penalty for that.

So, you'd be much wiser to cooperate with us.

I'm not admitting anything.

You don't have to. We know from our agents in Italy...

...that you sailed from Bari on December 17th, and what you carried.

But somehow you slipped through our blockade, both ways.

That was very clever work, captain.

Although we may have lost your ship, we still have you.

- So, what's the next move? - We have two choices.

One is, to turn you over to the proper authorities for trial.

Let to cause a rather unpleasant international situation.

But more unpleasant for you, than anyone else.

You'd be heavily fined, lose your master certificate and perhaps sent to prison.

What's the other angle?

Have you ever seen this before?

No, what is it?

The notebook of Istvan Kurta.

- Who is he? - One of the top leaders...

I've never heard of him.

You must have, captain. He paid you this money.

You were with him, last night in the desert.

He wore this emblem of the sword.

Also, he allowed you to call your ship, on the shortwave yesterday.

Only Kurta could have given you that permission.

So, you can identify him.

You know all the answers, why can't you identify him yourself?

We've never caught him before or known for certain what he looks like.

But he is one of the prisoners in that compound outside.

And you can tell us which one he is.

That is all we want.

So that's the deal.

Either I point him out or you turn me in.

As you say, captain, that is the deal.

And afterward I can go free, no tricks, no strings?

Not one.

I have here the authority from our headquarters in Jerusalem.

Your papers will be returned, you'll be allowed to rejoin your ship...

...and the matter will be officially closed.

- Okay, I'll do it. - Excellent...

You've made the most sensible decision.

Come along.

Look, here they come. He told them out, I'm tellin' you.

He sold us out.

How do you like our Christmas tree, captain?

So that's what it is.

The only thing we could find in this desolate part of Palestine.

They call it, the "Judas tree".

What?

According to the Bible, Judas hanged himself on a tree after the betrayal.

The legend says, it was a tree like this.

Hence the infamous name, I'm afraid it isn't very appropriate.

Still it's better than no tree at all.

This way, captain Dillon, please.

Sentry, assemple the prisoners facing the wire, along the west side.

Now...

When we come to face him, stop. That's all we ask of you.

Proceed.

You didn't stop, why?

- I don't know why. - But you agreed to tell us.

- I changed my mind. - Don't be a fool, captain.

These people mean nothing to you.

We've agreed upon the terms. You do remember them, don't you?

- Yeah, I remember them. - But still you refuse.

That's right.

You're making the greatest single mistake of your life.

Maybe, but I'm still gonna have to shave this mug every day for the rest of my life.

I wouldn't like what I saw.

- So you can forget the whole deal. - Leave him in here with the rest.

We'll take the lot of them to Jerusalem, tomorrow.

Blake...put him inside.

Don't go near, that's a trap.

Their proper chance, is them British.

Forward, go on.

Pull around there.

Go on...pop it.

You magician blokes, is to wait around, till the singsong is over.

What's your act? You've got something really different?

It's new act...very good. You'll be surprised.

You know, I saw a new bloke once in London, at the old Palladium.

He made another bloke disappear. Just like that.

Right in front of your face.

Oh, one is easy.

Me, I make, 2, 10, 20, psss.

You see.

I'll go and tell the orderly Joe you're here.

But don't move around. None ain't safe these days.

My Bonnie lies over the ocean

My Bonnie lies over the sea

My Bonnie lies over the ocean

Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back

Oh bring back my Bonnie to me to me

Bring back, bring back

Oh bring back my Bonnie to me

Last night as I lay on my pillow

Last night as I lay on my bed

Last night as I lay on my pillow

I dreamed that my Bonnie was dead

One minute to go.

All right, pick up your stuff and follow me.

They're ready for you now.

Get the second route generators going.

Stevens, double the perimeter guards.

Come along, hurry up. Off to it.

Get down.

They've got the ammunition stores and the petrol dump, sir.

- Try and get through the GHQ. - Yes, sir.

Well...

It took them 30 years.

Get that truck away from the main gate.

- You say the patrol is prepared to move? - Yes, sir.

He's been hurt badly. Where's our nearest medical station?

- Ramithra Health. - You must get him there quickly.

- Oh, wait... - Wait.

Thank you, captain. You've kept your word.

I...cannot keep mine.

David...help him get back to his ship.

Come on, hurry. Take him.

Sabra, drive with us as far as Jericho.

That will give us a head start. Beyond that point a car isn't safe.

We'll make our way up to Syria as best we can.

Whatever you say.

Did they work on you to talk, Dillon?

A little. That worried you, didn't it?

It worried all of us.

Why did you help me with Kurta?

Never mind. You wouldn't understand.

We're out of gas.

There it is. It caught a bullet in the gas tank.

Let's push it off the road.

What place is that?

Bethlehem.

Any sign of him, sir?

No, I was just looking at this town.

Never again will we be here on a Christmas Eve.

This is where our faith began.

"Peace on earth, goodwill to men".

We must leave you now, Sabra.

Wait until we have crossed the field of the Shepherds.

Then, join the crowd of pilgrims when they return to Jerusalem.

Be careful, David.

- Come back to me. - I will.

Shalom.

Shalom.

Goodbye, captain.

Good luck.

I'll be back, too.

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