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JOAN REGAN: J' Why do people crave for fortune

♪ Everything their eyes behold?

♪ What's the good of fame and fortune?

♪ Love is the prize of gold

♪ If you have the stars above you

♪ You're the heir to wealth untold

♪ If you have someone to love you

♪ You have the prize of gold

♪ Without romance, the world would be

♪ A world without any charms

♪ While I have you and you have me

♪ We hold the world in our arms

♪ You have to have a heart to sing to

♪ After all your dreams grow old

♪ If you have a love to cling to

♪ You have the prize of gold I

FOREMAN: Halt! Achtung! Halt!

Halt! Halt! Eine Moment!

Good, good. Come.

I speak some English. I show you.

I stop the machine. At once I telephone.

-Just so. -Right. Let's take a look.

-Come, come. I show you. -All right, all right.

FOREMAN: Nobody touch.

It's the same.

Not touched! Not touched!

I do correct, ja?

It's gold bullion.

I must have passed this spot at least a hundred times

in the last two years.

And all this was lying at the bottom of the canal,

not twenty feet away.

Who does it rightly belong to now, sir?

I should say it's a question

for the Custodian of Ex-Enemy Property to decide.

-Got a telephone round here? -FOREMAN: Ja wohl! I show you.

I'll have to report to the American Security.

It's a joint operation now, Sergeant.

Better get this out of the way as soon as possible.

Before it attracts any more attention.

-Keep your eye on it. -Yes, sir.

(HAMMERING)

Think what a chap could do with just a couple

of those little yellow blocks, Joe.

After taxes, you wouldn't have enough left to fill a tooth.

-Who's paying taxes? -MAJOR: Thank you, Corporal.

Here are the tabulations. Full count. One for each of us.

Thank you.

Take it to Colonel Walters.

And ask for the brigadier. He'll be staying. I'll need the car.

You can go back with the sergeant. That's all right with you, Major?

Yeah, sure. Take the Jeep, Joe. I'll see you back at Tempelhof.

Okay, sir.

What's the idea of stopping here?

Hop out. I want to show you something.

But you can't leave a Jeep here in the street. That's strictly verboten.

It'll only be a couple of minutes. Come on.

Well, what do you think?

Not a bad little shack, huh?

It's not fair.

-|t's simply not fair. -Oh, you're in the wrong army, Spiv.

A guy can't get away from it all on ten quid a month.

-Oh, you're tellin‘ me that! -(CHUCKLING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

Hey, you! Get out of that Jeep!

(ENGINE STARTING)

W99 vom Wagen!

Hey!

Ho!

Fangen Sie! Schnell! Schnell!

Rechts! Rechts! Schnell!

Wait here, I'll get him.

All right, junior. Come on out of there.

Hey!

Well, hello there.

You, er... You live here?

Huh?

Hast du einen Bruder? Hey, wait a minute! Come back here!

Wait a minute, little girl. Hold the phone.

Where'd that boy go, huh?

Wo ist der Junge hin? Huh'?

Where is he?

-Where did he go? -Let her alone!

Let her alone!

Well, junior.

Wie es, bitte?

-Please? -This kid belong to you?

-Yes, please. He's one of ours. -You his father?

MAN: No, he has no father.

JOE: Well...

What is the trouble?

-Oh, please, let him go. -Let him go?

Oh, you think it's okay for kids to swipe people's Jeeps and wreck 'em,

and then just, just say "let 'em go", huh?

Conrad, did you take the officer's car?

What do you mean, did he take it? We saw him take it.

We chased him halfway across Berlin.

And what do you think that pile ofjunk is out there in the alley?

-I did not see it. -We||, come on, I'll show it to ya.

No, please, this way. It's shorter.

Come on.

I'm afraid it's had it, Joe.

JOE: What a mess.

Boy, you've really done it.

How'd you ever think you could get away with stealin' a Jeep?

-Who could you sell it to? -Oh, plenty people.

I can get a good price over in East Berlin.

I still can.

I give you half, okay?

No, it's not okay.

This is US government property. Don't you know that?

Sure. Where else can you get a Jeep easy?

Did you ever run into a guy like this?

It is not his fault.

Not his fault? He stole a Jeep.

Yes, of course he steals.

He is twelve.

And here, for a boy of twelve, stealing is a way of life.

-We've tried to break it, to change it. -|'m getting better.

I don't steal as much as I used to.

Yeah, I'll bet not. Just big stuff, huh?

Couple of thousand dollars' worth.

Come on, get down off of there.

Well,

this thing's got a broken axle. We can't move it out of there.

It's gonna mean trouble. For all of us.

I'm very sorry, but what can we do?

I don't know yet. You got any suggestions, Spiv?

Well, only that we get cracking and deliver our papers.

Oh, holy smoke.

Look, buster,

you touch that Jeep again, or take anything off of it,

I'm gonna bring the whole Berlin police force back here.

-Do you understand me? -It'll be safe, I promise.

It better be.

Come on, let's go.

You've really got yourself in a sling.

-You could get busted, you know. -Yeah, I know.

Well, this may not be a total loss.

(PLANE FLYING OVERHEAD)

MAJOR BRACKEN: Oh, this is a great report.

The colonel will love this one.

What were you trying to do, break every rule in the book?

First you make a little private detour,

then you stop somewhere and visit one of your numerous Fréuleins...

Oh, no. No, no. My report doesn't say that, Major.

It says that I had...

Lawrence, how long have you been in the service?

-Twelve years, sir. -Twelve years.

You let somebody steal a Jeep

right from under your nose, and smash it,

and you didn't even see who it was.

Oh, I saw him all right. I-I-I saw the back of his head.

Sure, sure. Know just where to lay your hands on him, don't ya?

Well, no, not exactly, but if lever run into him again...

You've already run into something, Joe.

And I'll tell you exactly what it is.

The co|0ne|'s gonna bust you for this one.

Besides being busted, you'll be lucky if you don't get thirty days.

And I'm not gonna help you wiggle out of this one.

Now, get back to your desk and wait for the blast.

Yes, sir.

Oh, er, just one thing, Major.

I, er...

I was thinking in view of our past relationship,

that you might be able to help.

What are you talkin' about? What relationship?

Well, I, er...

I hate to bring this up, sir, but, er...

you remember that time you went to Frankfurt

-and you asked me to call your wife? -What about it?

Well, it's a very funny thing, but that same weekend

I saw you on a yacht out at the Wannsee,

with that little redhead from the French canteen.

You saw me?

Uh-huh.

I was in a canoe.

And about two weeks ago, when you went to Hamburg...

All right, all right.

So this could have been purely an accident.

The steering knuckle could have broken

and the Jeep got out of control.

You know, that's exactly what happened, Major.

-Hmm. -(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

-Message just came in, sir. -Thank you.

Well, we finally got orders for shipping that stuff that they found in the canal.

It's to be flown over to London in four trips,

the first batch going tomorrow afternoon.

We'll fly it with two couriers as armed escorts.

One of our men and a British security guard.

Post a good man for the duty.

That's all.

Yes, sir.

Joe.

Try and stay out of trouble, will ya?

Sure.

(BRAKES SQUEALING)

-Hiya, Joe. -How you doin', Benny?

Thank you.

-Hey, Joe. -JOE: Yeah.

What's all this junk?

You can read, can't ya?

Gun parts.

BENNY: Ha! Okay, if you say so.

-Hi, Joe. -Hi, Rog.

Why didn't you sign yourself up for this trip?

We could've had a pub crawl.

Saturday night in London. Find us a couple of sociable girls.

-Lovely party. -No, thanks.

I've planned me own "lovely party".

-Hey, Sarge. -Yeah?

No, not you, Joe, that Limey character.

Let's take a look at your travel orders.

What do you think I'm all dressed up like this

and carrying a gun for?

-A parade? -How would I know?

Classified cargo.

Nobody gets on this bus without special orders.

Okay, Mac. Climb aboard.

You all loaded up, Joe?

That's it.

ROGER: There's three more loads of this beautiful stuff going over.

Yeah, so I heard.

Come with me next trip.

I've some friends in London I'd like you to meet.

I don't wanna meet 'em.

Good trip!

CHILDREN: ♪ Eu sou pobre, pobre, pobre

♪ DE marré, marré, marré

♪ Eu sou pobre, pobre, pobre

♪ DE marré desci

♪ Eu sou pobre, pobre, pobre

♪ DE marré, marré, marré

♪ Eu sou pobre, pobre, pobre

♪ DE marré desci

♪ Eu sou rica, rica, rica

♪ DE marré, marré, marré

♪ Eu sou rica, rica, rica

♪ DE marré desci

♪ Eu sou rica, rica, rica

♪ DE marré, marré, marré

♪ Eu sou rica, rica, rica

♪ DE marré desci ♪

VeW 900d! Very good!

Go back to your seats, please.

-How are you? -Good morning.

Morning. I, er, just brought some stuff over for the kids.

-Thank you. -There you are, pal.

-It's all right, come back. -They love me, don't they?

Come here, honey, come here. Here.

It's all right.

It's okay. Come on, take 'em.

Come on.

Come on.

-Atta girl! Good girl. -(CHILDREN CHEERING)

But, er, I really came back to get some more deta...

Now, take it easy, children, you'll all get something. Here.

JOE: I really came back to get some more details for my report.

-On the Jeep? -Oh, oh, yes.

Yes, you see, like I figured, this is a very serious matter.

I'm doing everything I can to keep the police out of it, but, er...

the Army's asking an awful lot of questions.

We'd be very grateful for anything you can do.

Er, yeah.

Well, er, if you'd come out in the alley with me,

I'd like to take some measurements.

-Measurements? -Mm-hmm.

You know, width of the alley, skid marks.

(CHILDREN CHEERING)

There's an awful lot of red tape.

You don't mind helping, do you?

-No, not at all. -Good.

Here, Doctor Zachmann.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

You said Conrad was twelve years old?

Yes, we think so. There's no record.

And, er, your name, please?

Oh. Maria Koehler.

Maria Koehler.

That's a pretty name.

Age?

-Why do you need that? -Oh, it's not me, Maria.

It's the Army. They've got to know everything.

Oh.

Er, I'm twenty-six.

Twenty-six.

Married or single?

No, I'm not married.

(CHUCKLING)

Well, I guess that's about all I need here.

Except I'm afraid you'll have to come with me

to fill out some more personal answers.

-Come where? -Not far.

I've got a car here.

Well, it's sort of a car.

-Now, and on a Sunday? -Yes.

I'm afraid this can't wait.

We won't be long. I'll bring you right back.

All right.

Right.

No, no, come around this side.

-That side? -Yup.

This is a very special car.

You sit in there. Okay, Maria.

Nice.

I think, Mr Sergeant, that you really have no more to ask.

Oh, I do!

I do. I have a lot more.

Er, er, tell me about, er...

Tell me about those, those, those children.

-How many are there in your school? -You saw them.

-Did you know any of them before? -No.

Who supports them?

-I do. -How?

-By working. -Yeah, I guessed that.

-But where? What do you do? -I work for a builder.

A contractor, I think you call them. Herr Fischer.

Perhaps you've seen his signs. There's one over there.

JOE: Oh, yeah. I see 'em all over town.

Big operator, huh?

Yes, he's very wealthy for a German, and very generous.

Oh?

It was he who first got the permit for our school,

then found Dr Zachmann to teach the children.

Why, we exist because of him. And our future, too, is...

But all this does not interest you. I talk too much. I'm sorry.

How can you say that? I've been trying to get you to talk all afternoon.

I suppose I'd better have some coffee.

Good! Good idea. Good idea.

You'd really like to know our secret?

What the plan is?

Oh, yes, but you're not gonna tell me.

You're not one of those women who can't keep a secret.

Mmm, it's all right to tell.

You see,

-we are going to Brazil. -Brazil? Really?

We want the children to live away from all these memories here.

Herr Fischer is arranging everything.

He has only to get us the transportation now.

Well, that'll be no small item.

When you get there, if you do,

-you gonna stay with the kids? -Yes, of course.

Do you know that that was a Brazilian song

they were learning when you came today?

-Oh, it was? -Yes, they're so anxious to know

everything about the new country they're going to live in.

-Yeah, sure. -Conrad knows the money already.

Natch.

Oh, I'm so excited about it myself.

Oh...

-Now, wait, what's the time? -Oh, it's early yet.

It's only, er... six-thirty.

I'm sorry, I must go.

Oh, ah, wait a minute. Er...

How about having dinner with me, huh?

-No, I'm afraid I cannot. -Oh, please, that's the least I can do

for making you answer all these questions.

That's shorthand.

I'm the only one that can read it.

I think I can read it.

-You can? -Yes.

It says that you are a very big liar.

What...

Oh.

We're really too young to die like this.

Hop out. I wanna show you something.

Well, sir,

I came to your house, you come see mine.

There's no time.

Let's take time.

-Come on, we won't stay... -No, no, I must meet someone.

It's already too late.

Oh.

Got another date, huh?

You promised to bring me back right away,

and I've been gone several hours.

-Yeah, but really, I just... -Please.

Okay.

Can't blame a guy for trying to be sociable, can ya?

-Huh? -Right?

Right.

Okay, more thrill rides.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Here we are.

Thank you.

This is the front.

Must've been nice.

Well,

looks like you got visitors.

Thank you very much for taking me home. Goodbye.

-No, no, I'll walk back with you. -No, but I-I'd rather you didn't.

-No, I'd like to. Really. -But...

Well, hello there.

How are you?

Wie heifst du?

-Wie heiBt du? -Lisa.

Lisa. Ah, very cute.

Cute one.

No, I'd like to walk back, if it's all right.

Okay?

Hans.

Hans, I'm very sorry to be so late.

-Hello, Doctor. -Oh, hello.

Um, this is the soldier whose Jeep was damaged.

Sergeant Lawrence, Herr Fischer.

How are ya?

I've waited for you almost an hour, Maria.

I am sorry, Hans, but it...

It could not be helped.

JOE: Well, I, er... I guess I'd better get goin'.

Thanks for the information, Maria.

See you later.

HANS: Sergeant!

I don't think you should come here anymore.

Really?

Now how would you know?

You can tell your officers to call me if you need any more information.

-See you again, Maria. -No.

No, it's better that you do not come back.

Why?

Because Herr Fischer is right.

You should not see me.

(CHURCH BELL TOLLING)

Oh, he really is your boss, isn't he?

Okay, Maria.

It's been nice knowin' ya.

JOAN REGAN: J' While I have you and you have me

♪ We hold the world in our arms

♪ You have to have a heart to sing to

♪ After all your dreams grow old

♪ If we have our love to cling to

♪ We have the prize of gold I

(SWITCHING RECORD PLAYER OFF)

(SIGHING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hello.

Er... It is very late.

The children are all asleep.

-I was just... -What does he really mean to you?

-Who? -Hans.

I...

I need him to help us. We have no-one else.

So you have to be nice to him.

Very nice.

You have to...

keep the old boy happy.

But I told you we need him!

I can't afford your likes and dislikes.

Well, look around you.

Are you blind to think that we have any other chance?

-But why do you have to... -Perhaps I am a little bit like Conrad.

I am dishonest.

We've been through a lot, Conrad and I.

We are changed.

We don't ask anymore,

we just accept,

gratefully.

Then, no-one...

means anything to you anymore?

But of... But of course, they do.

I love the children.

I love all of them.

So much, I...

-I'd like to do anything for them. -Maria...

Are you all right, Maria?

Oh, yes, yes. I'm all right. Please, go back to bed.

Hello, Doctor. How are you tonight?

Very well. Very well, thank you.

Good.

Well, good night.

Good night, Doctor.

It's kind of crowded in here, isn't it?

How about coming for a little walk with me?

-Now? -Come on. It'll do you good.

-We||, I... -It's a beautiful night.

All right.

It's funny how things happen, isn't it?

If I hadn't chased Conrad in here, I'd never have found you.

How did you find all your other girls in Berlin?

-What girls? -Are you any different from the rest?

No, maybe not.

But you are.

You know, I... I really surprised myself

coming back here tonight.

But I had to.

I am glad you did.

So am I.

Joe,

-where do you come from? -Chicago.

You were in combat?

-A little. -Where?

-Here and there. -And now what?

Any dreams?

-Any what? -Dreams!

Sure. I'm gonna retire.

I think I'm...

I think I'm getting a little serious about you.

-Oh, Joe. -What's wrong with that?

It happens to everybody, sooner or later.

It's about time it happened to me.

No, Joe, I...

I'm not a very good girl to be serious about.

(LUSH ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)

-OFFICER: What'll you have? -|'ll have a beer.

I'm going over to see Joe.

-Hi, Joe. -Hi, Rog.

-How are you? -Glad to see you.

Well, here you should have been with me.

Big time, huh?

-How about a drink? -Ah, I'll have a beer.

Herr Ober!

-Eine Bier. -Ja wohl.

Well, did you get a good price for your cameras?

-The best yet. -Good enough.

Oh, here. Present for you.

-Wow. -From Bond Street.

Why, Spiv.

I didn't know you cared.

Cashmere sweater.

Dusty pink.

Dusty pink? For me?

No, no, no!

-For that wee blonde up the alley. -Oh.

-Danke, danke. -Danke schbn.

Hey, how you makin' out?

Never you mind, my boy, just never mind.

Hey, um...

-Joe. -Mm-hmm.

-I looked up my old friends in London. -Oh, you did, huh?

You and me's got to have a little talk.

-Alone.

-How about takin' a wee stroll? -No, sorry, I got a date.

-|'m late now. -Hey, listen,

it's worth breakin', for what I've got to tell you.

Say, what are you up to now?

Nothing, nothing, but, er...

I found a way to get my farm in Canada.

Really? Who died?

Nobody died.

I've got to work for it.

Matter of fact, I've started already, but, er...

-I need your help, Joe. -Nah-ah. Not interested.

Why not? Listen,

I've got it all worked out,

-in here. -We||, you just keep it in there.

-What, don't you wanna hear it? -Nope, don't wanna hear it.

Thanks for the sweater, Rog. Hope it fits.

It will. I've got an eye for figures.

-JOE: Hiya, boys. -Hiya, Joe.

What's the matter? You expecting somebody?

-Come on.

(BAND PLAYING LIGHT DANCE MUSIC)

What's the matter?

-We must go, Joe. Please. -Why?

There's a man here from the office.

-What's it to... -Joe, please. We must go.

I can't understand why you let something like that bother you.

Who cares if he tells Hans we were together? So what?

-The guy doesn't own you, does he? -Joe.

This is not easy for me to say and you won't understand it.

What?

I must not see you again.

-Hans again, huh? -No. No, it isn't right.

-Of course it's right. -Please, Joe. Listen to me.

I've been happy with you for the first time in many years.

I have no right to risk the children's happiness for my sake. It's...

I know it's selfish, and wrong, and...

and it could all be lost. I know that.

Already, Hans is jealous.

Well, that's tough.

Maybe I am too, Maria. Do you ever think of that?

Corporal, have you been relieved?

-Yeah, sure. -Then tell me so,

hand me the slip and say, "Sergeant, I'm goin' off duty."

Hand it to me, don't throw it at me.

Sergeant, I've been relieved.

I'm going off duty. Okay?

I'm sorry, Don.

(BUZZER SOUNDING)

Yes, sir?

Oh, Joe, we've just heard from the British.

The second load of that stuff is flying over to London tonight.

I want you to escort it.

-Tonight? -Yeah.

Well why me? Why not send Zachiem?

I'm sending Zachiem to Bonn on another flight.

There's nobody else around here I trust for this job but you.

-So, you better get organised. -But, sir, I've, er...

I've got something important I've got to take care of...

What are you trying to do, Joe?

Tell me who to post for duty and who not to?

No, sir, of course not. I just thought maybe you...

MAJOR: All right, then. Get goin'.

Yes, sir.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

-Ah, jetzt wird nicht gelesen. -lch will aber noch ma! reden!

Nein, nein, nein. Gute Nacht, gute Nacht.

Hello, Doctor.

Oh, good evening, Sergeant.

Is, er... Maria in?

No, no, she isn't in.

Oh. Will she be back soon?

I really don't know.

Perhaps you shouldn't wait.

Well, |-|'d, er...

like to stick around for a few minutes, if it's all right.

-I've got to see her. It's very important. -Quiet, children, quiet.

Schluss! Schlafen gehen jetzt. Gib mir den Ball.

Komm, schlafen gehen. Zu Bett. Zu... Du auch.

Leg dich nieder. So, das ist recht. Ja, so...

Hans...

Nein.

Hans...

Marie, ich hab dir doch zur diesen Dreck kann man hier rauswerfen.

I didn't get all of that, mister,

but I think you got it backwards.

You're not gonna throw me out, I'm gonna throw you out.

Hans, please!

Hans!

(GROANING)

Joe!

Hans!

Hans!

Come back!

Hans!

Come back to what?

You've ruined everything. Why? Why did you do it?

Did you think I was just gonna stand there and watch him

put his fat hands all over you?

But what else could I do?

You can stay away from him.

And you're gonna stay away from him.

If taking care of those kids makes you do stuff like that,

there's not going to be any more of it.

Do you think I wanted him to?

I don't know what you wanted.

But you listen. It was our last chance.

Everything was ready to pass, but the money, everything.

And you, you lost it all for us.

All.

Everything. (SOBBING)

Maria.

-Maria. -Joe.

Maria, darling.

We don't need him, darling.

We don't need anybody but ourselves.

I'll-I'll work it out, darling, don't worry.

I'll-I'll figure out something.

I'll-I'll figure it out.

MARIA: I love the children, all of them.

I'd do anything for them. Anything.

BENNY: Now, the cloak and suit business, that is something.

And in Flatbush, there's nothing safer than the ground is.

Stop trying to distract me, Benny.

MARIA: You've ruined everything.

But why? Why did you do it?

Hey, don't go away. I'll be back.

MARIA: Everything was ready, the passport,

the money, everything.

And you...

You've lost it all for us.

Hey,

Those, er, friends of yours in London.

Do you think they can handle something this big?

What are you talkin' about?

This.

Sure they can, but...

I-I-I thought you didn't wanna go ahead with it.

I do now.

If we plan it right, get hold of some guys we can trust...

I think maybe we can pull it off.

Yeah.

Once we got it this far we wouldn't stand a chance.

We gotta side-track it.

That's the part that bothers me, Joe.

The rest shouldn't be too difficult.

Don't kid yourself. We gotta have everything figured out.

Now, when do we talk to these friends of yours? Who are they?

Well... Well, I've only talked to one so far.

But we can trust them a hundred per cent.

My Uncle Dan'll do anything.

"Uncle Dan"? What do you think this is, a family picnic?

We've got to have somebody who can slip this gold onto the market

quietly and carefully and operate it.

That's it, he's got just the man.

A chap called Alfie Stratton.

Alfie. Alfie.

Doesn't she look lovely, dear?

None of your West End chauffeurs would do a better polish job than that.

Lovely. I say, there are some men to see you.

An old chap called Dan.

Says you'll remember him.

And two soldiers. They didn't give me their names.

Dan? What's he look like?

Oh, just old. Not very well dressed.

I think I've seen him before somewhere.

Oh, it's probably somebody from the old days come for a touch.

I daresay a couple of quid will get rid of them.

But... soldiers, you say?

-Mmm. -We||, that's odd.

MAVIS: Know any of them, Alfie?

I never set eyes on them before.

You wait out here, dear. I'll see what they want.

Alfie, get rid of them.

Hello, Mr Stratton.

You remember me.

Dan Watson. I used to be one of your drivers.

-Oh, yes, of course. -(CHUCKLING) Yeah.

How are you, Dan?

-It's been a long time. -Yeah, yeah.

And these are my friends.

I'd like you to meet my nephew,

-Roger, Roger Morris. -How do you do?

This is his American chum, Sergeant Lawrence.

How are ya?

They're both sergeants. (CHUCKLING)

Well, sit down, boys.

Thank you.

Where are you stationed, Sergeant?

-Berlin. -Oh!

-And you? -The same.

We're both attached to security.

You are? Me too.

(LAUGHING)

I didn't know there was much left in Berlin that needed watching.

There wasn't much...

until recently.

SQ?

Dan here, er...

tells me you might be able to handle a little deal we're thinking about.

I'm not in business any longer, boys.

I confine my activities to just an occasional transaction in surplus goods.

You know, things leftover from one war to another.

Mm-hmm. Well, that's what this is, surplus.

Surplus gold.

Oh, I see.

Well, I'd be glad to help you boys out if I can.

Fellow I knew in the Euston Road used to handle a little jewellery.

I'll put you onto him.

Well, let's have a look at it. I'll tell you if it's any good.

I don't think he'll do. Let's go.

Here, wait a minute. What's the matter?

I thought you said you wanted to sell some gold.

That's right. I said gold.

But I'm not carrying it around in my pockets.

It's in bullion.

Bullion?

Solid gold bars.

-Much? -Roughly about sixteen thousand ounces.

Just a nice load for a small truck,

but a big operator,

and I don't think you are.

Where is it?

It's in Germany.

And who does it belong to?

That's a matter of opinion.

The Nazis had it last.

Now it's being consigned to the Custodian of Ex-Enemy Property.

Who's he? Oh, never mind, I don't want to know.

Somebody's shifting it, eh? How?

By air to London.

Do you mean to say you can pick it up just like that?

It can be picked up.

The point is, can you get rid of it?

At a fair price?

-We||, that's easy enough... -Don't dicker with us.

Shouldn't be very hard to get rid of,

not for somebody who knows the markets, all the angles.

-Do you or don't you? -Now, look here.

I'm a married man. I've stayed clear of the police.

DAN: Just barely, Mr Stratton, just barely.

No.

No. Definitely, no. I...

I won't touch it.

Not that I couldn't handle it, mind you.

You've come to the right shop. But it's closed.

Now, look here. I've got all the money I want for the rest of my life.

I've got a nice house, paid for, and a lovely wife.

I've got a beautiful car and the respect of my neighbours.

I'd be crazy to go into a thing like this. Absolutely insane.

Okay. That's that.

-Sorry to have troubled you. -Here, now, wait a minute.

I suppose you boys are going through with this anyway, idiotic as it is.

-So what? -We||, it's...

It's not for old Alfie, but...

perhaps I might help you by pointing out

some of the difficulties and pitfalls you'll encounter.

You see, I've...

I've been over this ground myself in a small way.

I'd enjoy helping you to lay it on...

for sentimental reasons.

I'll run you back to town and you can tell me the rest of it.

All right.

Wait till I get my hat.

Honey, I just going to run these boys down to the comer.

Alfie, what do they want?

Want? Not a thing, darling.

I'll be back in a jiffy.

Come on, boys.

So, you won't be taking any chances.

We'll have a truck drop the stuff wherever you say.

It's fantastic.

Sure it is. That's why it'll work.

Who'll be flying the aircraft?

I'll find somebody in Berlin.

I might find you someone here.

No, thanks.

If I were to go in this...

In fact, anyone you'd get to go in with you

would insist on picking the fellow.

I should insist.

-You'd insist? -Yeah.

To show my interests were properly looked after in the field, as it were.

It shouldn't be hard to find some flying chap

who's gone to seed since the war.

Quite a number of them around.

Grand boys, lived on excitement.

They never could settle down to a humdrum life.

As a matter of fact, I know someone like that.

Great flying record during the war.

Scrounges bets now, playing darts in pubs.

BRIAN: And that's lovely.

There we are, that's sixteen and seven is twenty-three and eighteen is forty-one.

MAN: That leaves a hundred and eighty-three to get.

Well, you try and get it.

-MAN: I'll finish it for you. -Now, where's my beer?

Well, Alfie...

It's quite a proposition.

And, er... what would I be expected to do?

Can you handle a C-47?

Fly it, you mean?

My dear fellow, if it's got wings, I can fly anything.

There was quite a bit of flying done round here

before you Yanks arrived, you know.

The point is, would you know of a quiet out-of-the-way spot

where you could put it down at night?

MAN: Come on, Brian. Your turn next.

Excuse me. Duty calls.

-What do you want? -MAN: Ninety-six.

BRIAN: All right, ninety-six.

You don't like him.

Not much.

He can fly.

Yeah, but will he do it?

He'll do anything for money.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Now, um, where were we?

Ah, yes, yes.

Yes, I do know a place, as a matter of fact.

Abandoned field at Wainfleet,

little place just north of the Thames Estuary.

Runway's in need of repair, but I think it'll do.

I was stationed there during the war.

Had a promising time with a nice piece of goods

who served tea in the canteen.

At night, you say?

At night.

Yes, well, that might be a little tricky.

I shall need lights. I'm not an owl, you know.

Oh, and by the way,

I should need a fourth of the proceeds.

Unless, of course, you'd care to wait for someone a little less efficient.

Roger's uncle's getting hold of a truck to bring the stuff back

and a car for us.

You'll have the headlights to mark the runway.

Brian, are you playing this game or aren't you?

Be right with you.

You do understand I can't be anywhere near all this.

I shall be away and not even in town.

Yes, I understand. Now, listen.

Roger will get word about the shipment the day before.

I'll cable Dan, he'll phone you.

Then you get in touch with...

whoever it is you get in touch with.

We'll do the rest.

Now, what about him?

-Now, what do I want? -MAN: Double six.

Double six.

Hmm...

Quite a proposition.

-BRIAN: Double six. -MAN: Perfect.

Gentlemen, I'm in.

(LAUGHING AND CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER: (OVER TANNOY) Will passengers just arrived on the flight from London

please proceed to the customs.

Let me carry that case for you.

Danke, danke, das ist meine Tasche.

Not at all. It's quite light, as a matter of fact.

Do you, er, live in Berlin?

Geben Sie mir die Koffer.

ANNOUNCER: Wollen sie Passagiere, die soeben mit dem Flugzeug

von London einkaufen, sich bitte zum Zoll begeben.

Thank you.

Hello, Joe! There you are. Look, you speak this lingo, don't you?

Will you tell her what attractive eyes she's got?

You know, Joe, I'm gonna like it here.

What's the camera for?

I'm a tourist here. I must play the part properly, mustn't I?

Wait a minute, mister. Let me tell you something.

You're Alfie's idea, not mine.

Personally, I think you've got a little too much charm

and you talk too much.

But just stick to business and we'll get along.

Right you are, Sergeant.

That's where you eat.

Come on, come on.

Charming.

Well!

You, er...

haven't exactly squandered Uncle Alfie's money, have you?

All right, I'll take you to a fancy hotel.

You can spend the evening filling out police forms.

No, this'll do quite nicely, thank you.

I'm sure it will.

Yes. Very cosy.

And I want you to stay here.

Do you realise you're addressing a person of considerable imminent wealth?

You know, I'm not quite sure whether to settle down somewhere,

say Majorca,

or to spend my time travelling.

The only travelling you'll be doing for a while

is from here to that restaurant.

It may be this week, I don't know.

But when I do know, there won't be time

to go looking all over Berlin for you.

So stay here. Read or something. Stand up.

-I beg your pardon? -Stand up for size.

You know,

you've been in the service too long.

Good thing I'm getting out.

You're beginning to sound like an old wing-commander of mine.

Shall I pirouette?

I'll bring the uniform tomorrow night at six.

Be here.

-(DOOR SLAMMING) -(CREAKING)

(RATTLING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Provost Marshal.

Yeah. Sure, hold on a minute.

Come in.

Sergeant, telephone.

Thanks.

-|'|| be back in a minute. -Right.

Lawrence, Tempelhof.

-Joe, Roger here. -Hi.

-Has Brian arrived yet? -Yeah, he flew in yesterday.

Listen, the final shipment's going tonight.

Tonight? You sure?

I've just seen the order sheet.

Something official will be over to you soon.

But why tonight?

I don't know why.

S-S-Somebody's idea of security, I suppose.

That's great.

Listen, we'll never make it with all Dan has to do.

We'll make it all right. We've got to.

Look, I'll cable Dan.

No, I've got the address. I'll cable Dan myself.

Listen, he may not be at the garage.

He'd better be at the garage.

-|'|| see you on the field. -Right.

Joe, come in a minute.

Yes, sir.

Gotta go to Frankfurt tonight, Joe.

Staff meeting.

Major Ricky's going too, so it'll be up to you here.

Well, I, er... I just got word that they're sending

the last load of that stuff over tonight, sir.

Gun parts? Send Zachiem.

-I signed myself on. -Oh, you did?

Well, sign yourself off.

I want you here till I get back.

Well, yes, sir, but...

you know these British characters.

You switch things around on 'em at the last minute,

they get WNW-

Any of the guys could handle anything that might come up here.

There won't be anything over the weekend anyway.

How do you know? You leave some malingering idiot here

and things'd get fouled up for sure.

I'd like to go, sir. It's special.

What's so special about it?

-We||, it's just that... -You got a dame over there?

Is that the operation?

L-I won't ask again, sir.

Listen, this is an army of occupation.

We got a job to do here, Joe.

You guys act like this whole thing's being run

for the sake of your love life.

-All right, all right! Go ahead. -Thank you.

But, listen, whoever you leave in charge, brief him.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Joe.

Where's my other uniform?

I... I sent it out to the cleaners this morning, sir.

Oh, you did? Well, go get it back. I need it.

I can't. They've started on it already. I'm sorry.

Listen, sometimes you're worse than having a wife.

The next time, before you do anything like that, ask me.

Okay, that's all.

Yes, sir.

Joe!

Joe! Oh, I've been so worried. Where have you been?

I haven't had time. Look...

Look, Maria, it's gonna be all right. Everything's set now.

You're going.

-How, Joe? I don't... -|'ve got a friend in London.

He's gonna take care of everything. He's gonna see that you got to Brazil.

Now, you've got all your passports, visas, and that stuff, haven't you?

-Yes, yes. But... -Okay, then.

There's a plane leaving Berlin next Thursday.

You and Doctor Zachmann and the kids will be on it.

Oh, what are you saying? I don't understand one word of this.

It's simple. All you have to do is get ready. One week.

Oh, wait a minute. Who is this man who takes care of everything?

I told you, darling, he's a friend. We're all set.

But why should he do this? He doesn't even know me.

Don't worry about him. He's gonna help us, that's all.

And I'll join you just as soon as I can.

I-I've got to go away for a little while. I'm being transferred.

-But I'll get to you, Maria. -Joe, stop, please.

First you tell me that a man is giving away his money

for us to go to Brazil and...

And then you say you're going off somewhere.

It just doesn't make sense.

You're not explaining anything to me.

There's no time to explain, Maria. Just trust me, please.

But I want to trust you and I don't understand.

Please, tell me where the money's coming from.

Look, Maria...

I love you.

I haven't done much in my life for anyone,

'cause I never cared enough.

What difference does it make where the money comes from?

-Joe, I... -Remember you told me once,

"I don't ask questions anymore, I just accept gratefully."

Do that now, Maria.

For me.

Are you sure it'll be all right?

I'm sure, darling.

I'm very sure.

Then I'll accept.

Will you be here when we leave?

To say goodbye?

No.

We'd better say it now.

(BICYCLE BELL RINGING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

-Are you Mr Watson? -Yes.

Telegram.

(ENGINE STOPPING)

(PHONE RINGING)

-Hello. -Hello, Mr Stratton. This is Dan.

Oh, yes, of course.

DAN". It's tonight, Mr Stratton.

Why, it's hardly possible. It's happened so soon.

I've got to bring the van to Essex, leave it there.

Then come back to London by bus to get the car out.

I should have had a whole day for it.

Well, you'll have to make out as best you can, that's all.

Mr Stratton, you'll have to meet me and take me back to London.

Now look here, Dan. I wasn't going to be in on this, not even close to it.

Mr Stratton, there's nothing more I can do now.

Someone's got to bring me back to London,

otherwise they won't be able to land.

All right. I suppose I can take you.

Best meet me half a mile down the lane, this side of the airfield.

Nobody can see us there.

All right. See you there.

Hallo, Sie da! Der Englénder ist nicht in sein Zimmer.

Well, when did he...? Wann ist er zurUck?

-Keine Ahnung, hat mir nicht gesagt... -Danke! Danke!

Von mir aus. Rutsch mit dem Puckel unter.

(MAN WHISTLING "SHE'LL BE COMING ROUND THE MOUNTAIN")

Been waiting long?

(DOOR SLAMMING)

I told you to stay put.

Well, of course you did, my dear fellow. Don't get fussed about it.

You said you'd be here at six and here you are.

Ten minutes late, actually.

What's that briefcase for?

Oh, I bought it for effect, second hand.

I noticed most of your American officers carry one.

We take off at eight-thirty.

-Tonight? -Yes, tonight.

Oh, pity-

I was doing quite nicely with that little waitress in the cafe at the corner.

Well, let's see how nicely you can do with that uniform.

And remember, when we get to the field, you just look important.

And keep your mouth shut. You're an American Major.

-I am? -You are.

Oh, I speak very good American lingo.

(AMERICAN ACCENT) Listen, Mac. Quit shovin' me around.

Here, where's the shirt that goes with this thing?

-In here? -Just... Just keep your mouth shut.

Major Dyson's on travel orders, (3.8. approved by the C.G.

Special Flight 6-0 London. Got about three minutes.

Okay.

I'll check the tower and get my stuff.

-You stay here and keep out of sight. -Carry on, Sergeant.

A little something for the nerves?

-Put that away. -Naturally.

(HORNS HONKING)

-Here. -Thanks.

Stay undercover till we're loaded up.

Sergeant, don't worry. Everything's going to be perfectly all right.

I'm certain of it.

Thank you so much.

(BRAKES SQUEALING)

Well, I see we're expectin' trouble tonight.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Scramble off, five-two-oh taxi clearance.

-How's the weather? -Fine.

(INDISTINCT RADIO COMMUNICATION)

Five-two-oh. Roger.

(INAUDIBLE)

I wonder what's with him?

I'll go check.

CO-PILOT: It's some major.

Hey, Benny, give me a hand with that door.

Oh, sure.

Five-two-oh. Standing by.

(INAUDIBLE)

-You got a passenger, Tex. -No go!

We got classified cargo aboard. You know that!

General Staff. Courier Class A. Special Orders.

First available flight to London. That's us.

No, sir. I'm not gonna get any part of my anatomy in any sling.

Order's okayed by the (3.6. and Mam Bracken.

You know what the C.G. and Major Bracken can do. Tell him no.

-He can't come aboard. -He's already on board. You tell him.

Tell him to fasten his safety belt.

Right!

Five-two-oh taxiing out.

(HORN HONKING)

(TYRES SCREECHING)

(HORN HONKING)

-Standing by. -What's the matter?

Checked. Okay, but what do you guys think this is, a streetcar?

Get the doors open!

(DOOR OPENS)

China!

Well, you'll be all right now, Dan.

I'll just ring up my wife, if you don't mind,

-and tell her I'll be right along. -Phone's right over there, sir.

Now, look here. This is the last time you'll see me or any of you.

Joe understands that.

I told him I'd leave word with you where to phone me.

Now, I shall be at the Grand Hotel, Brighton. Have you got that?

-Grand Hotel, Brighton. -Right!

Well, now, the moment you've got the goods in the warehouse,

you're to ring me there. And all you say is,

"Have a good holiday, Alfie."

"Have a good holiday, Alfie."

Right. Then I'll ring up the chap who's to collect it.

He'll be there before daylight and you'll have the cash tomorrow night.

-Now, is that clear? -Yeah.

"Have a good holiday, Alfie!" Grand Hotel, Brighton.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

Hello! Yes, yes. This is Alfie, dear.

(CHUCKLING) Yes!

Yes, it did take longer than I thought.

Look, I wonder if you'd like to run down to Brighton tonight, to the Grand?

Hmm? Like we used to in the old days.

Right. Fine. Well, now, will you ring up the Grand Hotel

and make all the arrangements?

Good! All right. Bye-bye, dear!

No good, Mr Stratton!

What do you mean "no good"? Is this the car you bought?

I had it going this afternoon. Bit noisy, I admit.

Coil's burnt out.

Well, you'd better get another, that's all.

Not a chance, Mr Stratton. Not at this time of the night!

This old bus has had it.

Now, now, never mind about that, Dan. What are you going to do now?

They'll have left by now.

I don't know of any way of letting them know to turn back

if the old bus has had it.

We need more than the van up there if Brian is to get the lights he needs.

We'll just have to use your car.

-No, no, Dan! -I can definitely drive it.

-I know all the shortcuts. -No, Dan!

I can get you there in time.

But, Dan!

Sorry about your holiday in Brighton, Mr Stratton.

Hiya, Joe! Gee, I'm stiff.

Hi, Major!

Hi, Rog!

Oh, China!

Ha! Could be.

You know, I'd like to get some for my mother.

Some real Meissenware, real thin.

Hey, Major, you got yourself any of this Meissenware china?

(LAUGHING) You know, they give me a laugh in Hickok.

All these economists, poppin' around all the time,

writin' a lot of stuff about how things are in the East Zone.

Figures and everything.

Hey, do you know all they have to do to find out?

He)', Major!

All they do is go around the antique shops in Berlin,

and see how much of this, er, Meissenware china

and things like that are for sale.

You can always tell.

You know how a lot of them are when things get tough over there.

-|ts heirlooms, things... -Hey, Benny. Do me a favour, will ya?

-Write it in a book! -Yeah, I've been thinkin' about that.

He)', Major!

Suppose I was to write it down. This theory of mine.

Could you tell me who to see about it in Hickok, sir?

Benny, shut up!

The Major's got work to do.

Oh.

Excuse me, sir. I...

I didn't mean to bother you.

Sour stomach!

Hiya, Major.

(TYRES SCREECHING)

Careful! Careful with my car, Dan!

(LIGHT MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC AUDIBLE)

BRIAN: Now, chaps.

Let's do things tidily, shall we?

Just do what you're told and everything will be all right.

-Take it easy, Benny. -Te|| it to the court-martial!

Hey! Quit it, will ya?

Steady on course.

(ENGINE ROARING)

Pull her back!

That's better.

All right, in there!

BENNY: Joe, you're crazy!

Come on, move!

Engage the automatic pilot.

Thank you. Now...

Come aft, both of you.

Joe, you're crazy! You don't know what you're doing.

There ain't no percentage.

This ship ain't fuelled for more than another half hour.

Stay there, and you'll be all right.

I'm running this, and I know what I'm doing.

You stupid idiot!

He was about to bash your brains in, that's all.

I told you I didn't want anybody hurt on this.

You didn't? Oh, how noble!

Watch 'em!

J0e,H|need that emergency kit.

You gonna get it for me, or do I have to take that gun

away from you and get it myself?

-Where is it? -Forward. My side.

Okay.

-Hear anything? -It was the wind, wasn't it?

I don't know, sir. It's past the time.

Maybe they've been here and seen no lights.

You mean to say they won't come back?

-I don't mean that, sir. -What, that all this has been for nothing?

I don't know, sir. I don't know.

Listen, if you hear anything,

flash your lights, then keep 'em on.

Dan, get your lights on! They're here!

(TYRES SCREECHING)

Amazing! (LAUGHING)

Amazing, chaps!

England.

(INHALING) Lovely.

Come on, Joe, get cracking. Lend a hand.

JOE: What are you doing here?

Go on. Hurry, hurry! Hurry up!

(CLUNKING)

-Let's make it quick, Tex! -Yeah, let's get outta here!

(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)

PILOT: Come on! Get her up!

My car! My car!

-Here, Mr Stratton. -My lovely car!

(ALL SHOUTING)

DAN: Come on, Joe! There's nothing we can do.

-(ENGINE STARTING) -Come on, Joe!

(THUDDING)

(THUDDING)

BRIAN: Don't overwork yourself, will you?

Well, Alfie, we pulled it off.

How does it feel to be suddenly wallowing in wealth?

-|'m ruined. -It's a pity about your car.

The car, yes. You see, they'll... They'll find it there.

What's left of it.

I shall be...

-|'m finished. -Now, now, Alfie!

Don't tell me you're going soft on me, too.

You know something?

I've a shrewd suspicion that you and I have got ourselves

mixed up with a bunch of amateurs.

Oh, shut up, Brian!

How many chaps were there in that aircraft?

Three. And they hadn't got a chance.

Murder, you see? It... It's murder now.

BRIAN: You went into this with your eyes open, didn't you?

Listen. There was no-one on the airfield but us.

There were no witnesses.

-What are you worrying about? -Oh, shut up, Brian!

My dear fellow, I'm simply discussing our predicament,

which is more or less mutual.

I really do think we should discuss it, don't you?

-Oh, stop it, Brian. -How about you, Joe?

How about you lending your facile mind to it,

considering your responsibility?

Well, it's going to be quite cosy here.

Tell me, Alfie. How much money have you been able to salt away in China?

Look, Joe. It went wrong.

-But I'm not blaming you. -Hey, fellas. No secrets.

I knew what I was doing, so forget it.

Okay. Boy, but we've had it.

The only thing we can do is turn it in. We've got to.

You wanna come with me or not?

I'll come with you. What about Brian?

I'll take care of him.

Dan's no problem, he's clear. I'll just send him home.

And I think I can get Alfie off the hook.

-(BRIAN LAUGHING) -ALFIE: You fool.

You clumsy, stupid, murderous fool.

-Why didn't you let them get away? -JOE: All right, get off him!

That's enough.

BRIAN: Thanks, Joe.

You saved my life.

(SH|P'S HORN BLOWING)

...then I think that's the best way to work it out. Okay?

Yes.

That's a wise decision, boys.

You're doing the right thing. There's no other way out of it.

All right, Alfie. You can go home now.

You mean I...?

You'll be okay if you do what I tell you.

I'll do anything, Joe. Anything you say.

I'll do...

-everything I can to make up for this. -Easy. Easy.

It's gonna cost you some money, Alfie.

Five thousand pounds, cash.

Five thousand? I don't... I'm not as rich as...

Don't give me that!

If you wanna get out of this, you'll get it. Now, what about it?

-Yes, all right, Joe. -All right.

Now, this is the deal. The gold is going back.

When you read about it in the papers tomorrow,

you deliver the five thousand to Dan at his garage. You got that?

If I don't make it, you keep your money, no deal, okay?

-Yes, all right. -All right. Get up.

How far is it to your house?

-Hampstead? Three miles. -Can you walk that far?

-Yeah. -Okay, walk. No taxi. Just go home.

Break the lock on your garage, then go to bed.

In the morning, call the police and tell 'em

your car was stolen during the night.

-It'll work, Joe. It'll work. -It'll work if you're careful.

But get this, Alfie. You'll be all right if you deliver that money.

But if you happen to forget, or if you welch on me...

Do you understand?

I won't forget, Joe.

Go on. Don't let anybody see you. Hurry up.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Now, when you get the money from Alfie,

you know what to do with it, don't you?

Now, this is the deal. The gold...

JOE: What's the matter, Major?

Nice nap?

Yeah.

Where's Alfie and that old man?

They've gone.

-Gone? -Mm-hmm.

What, just like that? Why didn't you stop them?

Why should we?

Let's get this straight.

Did they take their share with them?

Don't worry, Major. The gold is still here.

We're just giving them a little time to get clear

before we deliver it.

I beg your pardon?

Not at all.

You know, government property

consigned to the custodian of Nazi loot.

Wanna come along?

(SCOFFING) No, I didn't think you would.

Okay, get going.

(LAUGHING) I must have had quite a sleep.

I think I understand.

You've frightened those two quarter-wits

into getting out while the going's good,

and you want me to do the same.

So that you two overgrown boy scouts

can collect the lot.

It's going back. All of it.

Yes, I heard you the first time.

So, you're going to put everything right?

You're going to hand the gold back to the proper authorities,

and say you're sorry for being a naughty boy.

Oh, no.

You didn't really expect me to believe that, did you?

I'm taking my share now.

Peacefully, if possible.

But, er...

noisily,

if necessary.

(SCREAMING)

(THUDDING)

(GROANING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

Try it over the top, mate!

Back up, back up!

Don't leave it there. Back out.

I've got a round to do. I'm in a hurry. Come on!

Back out!

(ALARM BELL RINGING)

(SCREAMING)

-This is the whole story? -Yes, sir.

I guess this sort of thing is hard to live with.

Yes, sir.

But I want you to know, it was all my idea.

Yeah, so I read here.

There's one thing I can tell you

you probably don't know.

The plane's crew is okay.

You mean, they walked away from that?

Yes, and they've agreed to testify in your defence.

They tell me here, you want to co-operate.

-Yes, sir. -Good.

Well, you'll be assigned goodlegalcounsel

The court-martial will be held in Berlin.

We'll be flying back in a few days.

Anything else you want to get on the record now?

No, sir.

Okay, Joe. You can go now.

ANNOUNCER: Passengers leaving on Pan American Airways flight

for Rio DE Janeiro,

please proceed to the main stairway,

where an official will show them to the plane.

Vorvvérts! Vorvvérts! Kommt, Kinder, kommt! Kommt!

ANNOUNCER: Passagiere fiJr das Panamerikanische Flugzeug

nach Rio DE Janeiro,

bitte sich an der Haupttreppe zu versammeln

und W0 Sie sich zum Flugzeug begeben.

Just a bunch of refugee kids. Come on.

Wait a second, Major. Do me a favour, will ya?

They're friends of mine. I'd like to talk to 'em.

Alone.

I'm not trying to pull anything.

-Okay, Joe. Go ahead. -Thank you, sir.

Keep your eye on him, but don't crowd him.

Hi, Joe. Have you heard? We're going to Brazil.

We've lots of money. Everything's okay now.

Oh, Joe! Good to see you. Oh, we are so excited!

Oh, Joe! I thought I'd never see you again.

You'll never get rid of me.

Joe, I must know, before we go,

where the money came from.

I was wrong, I was terribly wrong.

-It does matter. -|t's all right, Maria.

The man who gave it to me was glad to do it.

Come on, Maria, they're calling us!

Will you come to us when you can?

Sure, I will.

I'll get there, you just wait for me.

Good bye.

-Thanks for everything. -Sure.

Take good care of her, huh?

-I Will. -Okay.

JOAN REGAN: ♪ Without romance

♪ The world would be

♪ A world without any charms

♪ While I have you

♪ And you have me

♪ We hold the world

♪ In our arms

♪ You have to have a heart

♪ To sing to

♪ After all your dreams

♪ Grow old

♪ If we have our love

♪ To cling to

♪ We have the prize of gold I

CHORUS: I We have the prize of gold

♪ We have the prize of gold I

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