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♪ I've got sixpence
jolly jolly sixpence ♪

♪ I've got sixpence
to last me all my life ♪

♪ I've got two pence to spend ♪

♪ And two pence to lend ♪

♪ And two pence
to send home to my wife ♪

♪ No cares have I to grieve me ♪

♪ No pretty little girls to deceive me ♪

♪ I'm happy as a gay believe me ♪

♪ As I go rolling home ♪

♪ Rolling home ♪
♪ Rolling home ♪

♪ Rolling home ♪
♪ Rolling home ♪

♪ By the light
of the silvery moo-oo-on ♪

♪ Happy is the day
when the soldier gets his pay ♪

♪ As I go rolling home ♪

♪ I've got sixpence
jolly jolly sixpence-- ♪♪

There you are, sergeant major.

Another poor bloke
that fell out of line.

We better bloody well
keep you on your feet.

- Halt!
- Halt!

Okay.

Okay, okay..

I know what
you're thinking about, sir.

But don't try it.

Haven't got much choice.

This leg's stiffing up on me.

I shall be able to move it tomorrow.

- Then what should we do?
- We'll get you through, sir.

On one bowl of soup
you had two days ago?

You've got enough to do
to look after yourselves.

Think I'm gonna take
a nice little walk.

It's too dangerous, sir.

Oh, shut up.

There was a man named Charlie Coward.

An ordinary soldier
with an ordinary background.

But sometimes, as a man
who stands out from the crowd.

He's more resourceful, more daring
and more determined than the others.

Sergeant Major Coward
was one of these.

This is his story.

Anglais. Anglais!

Get back!

Fortfahren!

Uh, oh..

Aah. Mm.

Brot.

Voici.

Uh, um..

Uh, Ka-Karl.

Karl Joseph.

Karl Joseph.

Achtung!

Heil Hitler.

Im namen des Fuhrers

'Gut mein Sohn.'

Gut mein Sohn.

Im Namen des Fuhrers

- Hm?
- Geben Hand.

Achtung!

Hey, lads,
sergeant's got something here.

As soon as this bloody
thing stops, we'll all be off.

- Why are we stopping.
- The train is stopping.

It just isn't safe.

Who did this?
Who hacked the wagon, hm?

It's those bleeding mice
you got around here.

You know,
we nearly lost him just now.

- You are in charge here?
- Well, I was, yeah.

It's sabotage!

This is the last time I travel

by this road,
I tell you that for a start.

Oh, that's not first class.

Hey, sarge,
that's a ammunitions train.

♪ Oh Mr. Porter what shall I do ♪

♪ I want to go to Birmingham ♪

♪ And they're taking me on to Crewe ♪

♪ Take me back to London
as quickly as you can ♪

♪ Oh Mr. Porter
what a silly girl I am ♪

♪ Oh Mr. Porter what shall I do ♪

♪ I want to go to Birmingham ♪

♪ And they're taking me on to Crewe ♪

♪ Send me back to London
as quickly as you can ♪

♪ Oh Mr. Porter what a silly girl I am ♪

♪ Oh Mr. Porter what shall I do ♪

♪ Oh Mr. Porter what shall I do ♪

♪ Send me back to London
as quickly as you can ♪

♪ Oh Mr. Porter what a silly girl I am ♪

Well, this was home.

Home sweet home.

Still, in comparison
with those death factories

or concentration camps

life here really wasn't..

...really wasn't too bad.

As a matter of fact, we even
had our own little palladium.

We were allowed letters from home.

Sports and above all,
sometimes we got

parcels from the Red Cross.

The food in these packages
often meant the difference

between getting by
and going hungry.

But they also had another use.

The cigarettes, the chocolates,
the soap and all that stuff

could all be used
for bribing a goon.

'Report to the recreation
field immediately.'

'Report to the recreation
field immediately.'

'And the firearms.'

I wonder what they're up to.

Target practice by the look of it.

You will listen!

Yup!

'The German Government
has always been mindful'

'of the duty it
owes it's prisoners.'

'But the German Government
was shocked to note'

that after the recent
abortive enemy raid

'on the seaport of JIP'

many German soldiers were found
'shot in the back.'

'Their hands
having been tied behind them.'

Therefore, the German Government

'has no alternative'

'but to show it's horror'

'at this barbaric
treatment of its soldiers'

'by making examples
of the terror gangsters'

'who perpetrate
the uncivilized crimes.'

God almighty..

They're gonna shoot us.

In the future,
you will have your hands tied

from nine in the morning
until nine at night!

Alright, you English pigs.

Tie them up and see
how funny they find it.

You know, I think I know
a way to make these blokes

sorry they ever started this.

It's good, eh?

Go to the latrines.
Tell the others.

To the latrines, tell the others.

To the latrines, tell the others.

Oh, God. Thanks.

Right. Break free into lines,
join the queue.

- Hey, Bill..
- What?

You see what I see?

Why it must be 1000 more to do.

- Oh, 1500 at least.
- Fifteen, eh?

- Yeah, easy.
- Oh, I suppose you're right.

We'll be here
all night then, won't we?

Ouch!

This is my third time, you know.

I wonder how long they'll pull
this stuff remembering faces.

They're looking at our wrists
and our marks.

Gonna get dark soon.

Yeah, we'll have to bring
the candles out.

I haven't got any candles.

- There's some back there.
- No, used them all up.

- Every one of 'em.
- Eh, um..

Have, uh, haven't..

No, no, no.
It's alright, it's alright.

- You get on.
- Okay.

And so, round and around we went.

That's one little game
the Jerries didn't try again.

♪ I wonder why ♪

♪ You keep me waiting ♪

♪ Charmaine my Charmaine ♪

♪ I wonder ♪

♪ When bluebirds are mating ♪

♪ Will you come back again ♪

♪ I wonder ♪

♪ If I keep on praying ♪

♪ Will all our dreams come true ♪

♪ I wonder if you ♪

♪ Ever think of me too ♪

♪ I'm waiting ♪

♪ I'm sorry ♪

♪ All is.. ♪♪

Quiet! Quiet!

The goons moved off!

Let us all know why you're here.

To start a new tunnel.

Is there really
any use in trying again?

- 'Yes!'
- 'Yes!'

It's them blasted sunken Mikes
that have done us in.

Sure!

The Jerries can pickup
the sight of our shovels

fifteen even, twenty feet away!

But not 25!

That's how deep
we'll have to make it!

The tunnel will start in hut 110.

That's a bloody long way
from the outside.

Two hundred and eighty feet
to the trees be on the wire.

Quiet, quiet, quiet!

It will take four to five
hundred men to pull it off.

We'll need diggers,
stooges, undercover workers.

How many will be in on the escape?

A 100, maybe?

Look, look!

Look, you all know
what the kraut said.

They'll take it out on
any of us left in the compound.

So a hundred blokes!

A hundred get
their backsides outta here

and the rest of us take the rap.

- Yeah! Yeah!
- Yeah!

With our bloody hands tied behind
our backs from nine to nine.

Look, if you gentlemen have forgotten
you're supposed to be fighting this war.

Not sitting on your backsides
waiting for it to finish!

Well, a fat load of fighting you'll be
doing with a bullet in your back.

And that's likely to happen to any bloke
that goes through that tunnel!

Ah, they won't shoot you.
It's against the rules.

Rules my eye!

It won't worry Jerry any!

I'm stayin'!

Just because there's no top
brass around here to give orders

it doesn't change a damn thing!

We are soldiers!

We've gotta make
every effort we can to escape!

- That's our duty!
- 'Yeah!'

Quiet, quiet, quiet! Quiet!

He's looking this way.

Hold it, hold it, listen.

This tunnel's gonna go through.

It's gonna be difficult,
dangerous and damn hard work!

Yeah, and damn foolish!

Now, look, alright.

Suppose we do get out.
We get caught anyway.

Of course some of us will get caught,
but some of us get away!

And we'll be pulling Jerries away
from the fighting to look for us.

- 'Yeah!'
- He's heading this way! Quiet!

What do you know?
That is worth the risk!

Just to get outta
this stinking joint!

Yeah!

As soon as he's gone,
we'll assign the jobs.

Starting with
the undercover workers.

Come on, men.
Hurry up, Hurry up.

Oh!

A factory of undercover workers.

And all under
an umbrella of lassitude.

Of bored, frustrated idle prisoners.

Miserably waiting
for the war to end.

They converted all uniforms
blankets, scrap material

anything they could
lay their hands on

into civilian clothes.

The forgers laboriously
copied passports

travel papers, work permits.

They duplicated the cloth covers.

Even the official seals.

Bits and pieces
of information gleaned

from every possible source..

...were pooled
in the making of maps.

Resourceful carpenters
fashioned the digging tools

and pinched the wood
to shore up the tunnel.

But perhaps the most important
of all were the engineers.

The blokes who designed
the tunnel itself.

A goon.

The workers were protected by
an interlocking system of stooges.

All materials could be concealed
on a moment's warning.

Dry runs got it down to a,
well, a split second basis.

Twenty five feet
below the surface

was a small room
at the mouth of the tunnel.

Okay, Charlie.

Air for the diggers was supplied
by a very ingenious pump.

The bellows were made
from kit bags ribbed with wire.

The pipes which sent
the air through the tunnel

were put together from tin cans
joined end-to-end.

Go and have a shower.
I'll take over.

Up you go.

Mind how you go, boys.
Carefully.

Right!
Get moving.

Just empty that sack.
Don't bring up anymore, boys.

- It's getting late.
- Alright.

Quick, Frank, thread.

- Get me out of here.
- Now, wait a min, wait..

Get me out of here!
Let me out of here.

Pringle, hold it.

I gotta get out.

Keep still.

'For God's sake, stop it.

'you'll bring the whole thing
down on us.'

- Joey, watch it.
- I couldn't help it.

Don't worry..

Now just stay calm
and I'll get you out.

- Come on.
- No, no.

I wake up and I can't sweat it.

The same bleedin' dream
over and over.

Take it easy.

It's like a vice clamped!

Like a bloody coffin!

Are you alright?

It's a cave in!

'Get out!"

I can't move!

I'm trapped in the sand
pouring on top of me.

Come on, man.
Come on, come on.

I can't move.

I can't move.

Don't come down!
It's a cave in.

What's happening there now?

Come on.

Now be gone.
Get out yourself.

Hold on. Now, pull!

Come on, pull!

Now, give me your other arm.

Give me your other arm.

- Got it?
- Yup!

It's caving.

- What's going on?
- What happened down there?

- Come on.
- Anybody hurt there?

- What happened?
- Ah, it's all my fault.

- Your fault?
- Bloody hell.

He's got claustrophobia.

It takes more... guts for him
to go down there than any of us.

Tell you what?
Take him down to the shower.

How the hell are we gonna
get rid of all this?

Ah, I don't know.

We missed flipping sand
behind the walls

in the eaves,
under the buildings

spread it on the field.

Damn, we've even shoved it
down the latrines.

In fact there's only one place
we ain't stuffed it yet.

And I might try that next time
I see old Schmidt.

'Go on, hit.'

I'll catch that.

- Over here with the ball.
- Alright, come on.

- 'Let's go.'
- 'Over here, sit over here.'

Hey!

- That's it.
- Alright, come on.

- 'Over here.'
- 'Over here, quick.'

Just had a signal from Hut 1-12.
a goon's on the prowl.

- Heading this way?
- Could be, not sure yet.

- Let's get cracking.
- Hurry up.

There's a goon on the prowl. Quick.

It is a goon.
And he's headed straight for here.

- Get Coward.
- Grab that.

The goon's coming, quick!

Oh, alright, let's go.

Get inside.

Well, he's not inside,
but we can't take a chance.

Put the stove back.
Move everything.

- What about the sand?
- Put it all back in the hole.

- Go on, hurry up.
- Okay.

What we gonna do now?

We gotta hurry!

Oh, captain, I was hoping
I might see you.

Uh, sergeant major, about your request
regarding more fuel for the stove..

Yeah, it was getting
pretty nippy in the hut

in the evenings, with all
this snow and everything.

I thought the men might get ill.

I will see for myself
what it's like in your hut.

But it is war and
we give all that is possible.

I'm afraid sergeant major,
your men will have to

lunge, jump, work,
and keep warm so.

Yeah.

It's Schmidt.
He's getting closer.

Frivolous claims we cannot
make up on our great people.

'Don't break away yet.'

They suffer too for victory.

Your discomfort,
just little, just nothing.

Compared with the destruction
of Britain with the new fuhrer but..

Boom!
Understand?

- You mean it's very accurate.
- Yeah, accurate.

We would like to know
and we will find out.

By orders all the army officers
must be questioned.

They say new invention.
New nothing.

Well, as a matter of fact,
as a matter of fact..

...there...there is
a new device but..

...oh, well, ten to one
it's not the one you're thinkin' of.

So?

Well, when I was working
at de Havilland's

just before the war they were
experimenting then on a..

...uh, on a secret bomb site.

This is very interesting.

- Is it true sergeant major?
- Yes, yes.

Quite true it is.
Quite true, but..

...working on Fuhrer'ssecret.

Come on!

Of course.

Morning, sir.

Morning, sir.

'Morning, captain.'

You say, it is cold in here,
sergeant major?

It is hot.

Too hot!

'Look at the men.'

'They're sweating.'

All of them are sweating.

Sweating because of the heat.

More fuel.

No time for such nonsense.

- Oh, sir!
- Oh, sir!

That's a real beaut.

I don't think even ol' Himmler
could tell which is which..

- ...if it had a photo..
- Yeah, it it had a photo.

Ooh-oh, look who's coming..

...headed in this direction too.

He couldn't have seen the permit.

Not from that distance.

We shall soon find out.

HerrBoliden wants to see you.

Come.

- I don't like the sound of that.
- Neither do I.

But if we can bribe a goon into
giving us a permit why not a camera?

Boys have already pulled
their cigarettes chocolates, soap.

We've got a goon on the hook
we've just haven't got any bait.

We can't wait for Red Cross passes.

We gotta bribe those goons
with something.

Well, you wish me luck,
I'm on my way.

Oh, sergeant major
this is HauptmannNicki

who wishes to talk with you.

I shall like a few words with you.

HerrBoliden, I don't think
we need to detain you.

Thank you.

Now, do sit down, Mr. Coward.

Thank you.

Tell me. Are you fairly
comfortable in camp?

Well, it's a bit neighborly, yeah.

I miss the pubs but..

...otherwise its alright.

Lamsdorf is a far cry
from London, I'm afraid.

But still... we can be
generous, Mr. Coward.

As you'll find..

...the more intelligent of us
have great respect for the British.

A lovely country thought that is.

I toured in London
for a couple of years.

Did you live there?

No.

Not in London.

Just outside.

Near that de Havilland Works?

Not far away.

Can you forget for a moment
that I am a German?

Frankly, I find that a bit of a job.

I'll have a go.

Why?

I bet you know, don't you?

What was your job at the factory?

Oh, I had all sorts of jobs.

Dummies, sometimes.

Prototypes?

Things like
the experimental bombsite?

No, not exactly.

- But you heard about it?
- Oh, yes.

I heard about it alright.

'From whom?'

Well, friends like, you know..

- Did they show you anything?
- Show me anything?

- This was top secret.
- Will you be sensible and cooperate?

Well, I'll try.

Cast your mind back
and recall anything.

Anything at all about it
that you can?

Um, well, I'm not very good at, um..

I'm not very good
at describing things.

But you could sketch the idea?

No, I can't draw a straight line.

I can just manage
noughts and crosses.

But you could try.

We can piece it together.

Let's start right away.

Now, this is a hell of a thing
you're asking me to do

you realize that, don't you?

Now, what's in it for me?

What do you want?

First of all, I want your
personal word that none

of this reaches the ears
of British Government, alright?

And..

And?

- Double rations for all the men.
- Double rations?

Well alright, then..

...cigarettes, soap, chocolate

I'll settle for that.

This too is a difficult request.

But perhaps it can be arranged.

That's all.

Milk chocolate.

Marvelous.

Do you want a piece?
Ah! Don't be so greedy.

You have a little bit,
there you are.

- What is this? Swiss?
- Bavarian.

- From the Bavarian Alps.
- It's delicious.

Still, there's nothing
like a good cigarette.

Aye.

And there's this
freshly brewed coffee.

- Aye. Uh-uh.
- Look, here.

Here.

Bastello, pay attention.
All this can be yours.

The lot.

A camera?

- No, no--
- No, no, no.

We don't want just a camera.

I want film, developer,
printing paper--

No, no, it's-it's too dangerous.

You mean, it's more dangerous
than you lending me your work permit.

Ah, but this is different.

If they search me I am supposed
to have a work permit.

Oh, yes, I know you are.

You were supposed to.

So you're going to give it back?

Well, I don't know.

That all rather depends, doesn't it?

I'm.. But a camera!

No, I can't do it!
Y-you're asking too much.

Alright, well, I'm afraid we shall
have to go to the camp commandant.

It's a pity.

Yes.

You've been trading with prisoners.

And we've got three witnesses,
haven't we?

Hm.

Now, all of you..

...you'll be sent to the guard house.

You'll be sent to the Russian Front.

Unless, he's very unlucky and
get sent to a firing squad instead.

- Yeah.
- Would they do that to him?

- Of course.
- Of course, they would.

Alright, alright,
I'll-I'll see what I can do.

Oh, but... my permit.

- Oh, your permit.
- Yeah, yes.

Yes, on delivery.
On delivery.

Here, anyway.
Take these two on accounts, see.

Put 'em in your pocket.
Take 'em home to Broomhilda.

Now, off you go.
There's a good boy.

- What time is it?
- Eh?

- What time is it?
- Eh... twenty past.

I've got very important meeting
with some gentleman from the Luftwaffe.

In a few moments,
as a matter of fact.

You don't mean you're gonna show them
that lunatic plan of yours?

Well, it is not a lunatic plan.

J. Walsh gave me a hand with it.

He actually worked on the bombsite?

Oh, no, he-he-he didn't work on it.

But... well, he's an engineer,
you know.

He can make it a bit more closable.

Now, look here, Charlie, it's one thing
fooling Schmidt and Necke, I mean..

...well, they don't get the
brainy boys to run a POW camp.

Besides they are not technicians.

- But the Luftwaffe--
- I know, I know.

But it's just a matter of,
well, spinning this thing

as long as we can, that's all.

They might send you right
into a bloody concentration camp.

You know, I had thought
of that now as a possibility.

Little late, isn't it?

Anyway, can you two blokes
think of any better way

of getting the loot
to bribe the goons with?

No. So this has gotta
do the job for us.

Now, like every, uh,
every brilliant invention

this is really very simple.

A-a vent, a vent leads
from the nose of the aircraft

Type this down
to this kind of a vein.

And then the air comes in down here
and turns it around like so, you see.

Well, at the start
of every bombing sortie..

...this master pointer here is set
to any of the targets you see

on this star like Essen..

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Frankfurt, you know?

- Yeah.
- Well, this then in turn--

'Report to the recreation field
immediately.'

'Report to the recreation field
immediately.'

- Oh, now what's happened?
- They've discovered the tunnel.

- Oh, blimey--
- The old one, not ours.

This will not do!

You're children,
to imagine you can outwit

the resources
of the German army!

'Even if you do manage to crawl
through your ridiculous tunnels'

'you cannot possibly
get back to Britain.'

'It is too far!'

But we've already taken
the boards from your tunnel..

'...and trucks, heavy trucks..'

...will run backwards
and forwards over the top..

...until it is all..

...caved in!

Like, wow, how was that cave in?

Now, what's on?

Now what are they up to?

The big brass has been here
before but nothing like this.

'Attention, please.'

'Attention, please.'

'Sergeant Major Coward.'

'Sergeant Major Coward.'

'You're wanted by the commandant.'

Perhaps they want you
to have tea with Hitler.

Well, if they do,
I'll get you an invitation too.

Tell him I'll only take
three lumps of sugar though.

'Come on in.'

Well, sit down.

Sergeant major, here, please.

Coward, well, I'm not entirely
satisfied with your story.

Oh, really, sir.

I don't understand, that I'm sure.

Don't you?

I suggest that this..

...this contraption of yours

is complete fabrication
from the beginning to end.

Oh, I don't know what you mean sir.

Do you take us for idiots,
sergeant major?

Well, of course not, sir, not--

Don't interrupt,
these gentlemen here

left important work mainly
to find that your so called

bombsite is absolute nonsense!

Are you calling me a liar, sir?

Don't you start--

Look, I'm only asking you
if you're calling me a liar.

First of all, you force a..

You force a prisoner of war
to commit an act of treason.

- A force?
- Yes, force.

Ugh!

According to the terms
of the Geneva convention..

Silence!

Men.

Quiet!

A toast to the sergeant
major's return to our fold.

They give him 90 days,
he's out in ten.

- That's so jolly.
- 'So jolly.'

The commandant and I,
the commandant and I

are like that at the moment.

Alright, alright, we made
a little deal together.

Deal? What kind of a deal?

Oh, well, I-I agreed to,
uh, head a work detail.

At a ruddy lumber mill no less.

That's why you were
let out of solitary?

Yeah, it wasn't for his health.

Ah, they made it too easy for him.

Them Jerries are up to
something, if you ask me.

Yes, uh, where are they sending you?

Poland.

- Where in Poland?
- I don't know, Breslau, why?

Nothing.

Oh, well, I'm going with him.

- 'You what?'
- I volunteered.

Well, somebody's gotta
keep eye on him.

Hey, to Billy Pope
and the sergeant major.

♪ Kiss me goodnight sergeant major ♪

♪ Tuck me in my little wooden bed ♪

♪ We all love you sergeant major ♪

♪ When we hear you bawling
"Show A Leg!" ♪

♪ Don't forget to wake me
in the morning ♪

♪ And bring me 'round
a nice hot cup of tea ♪

♪ Kiss me goodnight sergeant major ♪

♪ Sergeant major be a mother to me ♪

♪ Sergeant major be a mother to me ♪♪

Sounds like you're walking
into something, Charlie.

Now, why'd you say that?
It's a bit late now.

- I hope I'm wrong.
- No, I hope you're wrong too.

If I am, there might be
a way you can turn

all this into an advantage.

Yeah, well, I thought of that myself.

You see, we need
more things for the escape.

More detailed maps,
latest time-tables.

Yeah, well, I got a list
of all those things.

You see, I worked it out
that a prisoner of war

would be a bit more free

in a prison camp like that
rather than this sort of a place.

Hmm. Considerably more.

Under some conditions
that allow a POW into town.

- With a guard.
- Yeah.

Even without one.

Really?

You see, um, we have
a possible contact in Breslau.

With a Polish underground.

- In Breslau?
- Mm.

Blimey, that's a coincidence.
That could mean something.

That could mean a bullet
in the head for you.

Now, you get this straight.

When you're fooling
with the underground

you're no longer
considered a POW.

- But a spy.
- Yeah.

Wait, do you, ah, do you know
who the contact is?

Well, the person's connected
in someway with, um, optometry.

- With what?
- Ah.

- Well, you know glasses.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, I know.

And the password
is "cleaning cloths".

- Mm, cleaning cloths?
- That's all we know.

- It's not much to go on, is it?
- Dangerously little.

Hmm.

It could be a trap.

Anything.

♪ Fare thee well for I must leave thee ♪

♪ Do not let the parting grieve thee ♪

♪ And remember that the best
of friends must part must part ♪

♪ Adieu adieu adieu adieu adieu ♪

♪ I can no longer stay with you ♪

♪ Stay with you ♪

♪ I'll hang my harp ♪

♪ On a weeping willow tree ♪

♪ And may the world
go well with thee.. ♪♪

No, no.

This way, please.

Well, well, sergeant major.

Let me welcome you to the camp.

Come.

We will try to make
your stay agreeable.

What's all the red carpet in need of?

If you will cooperate
with us, Mr. Coward

we will cooperate with you.

Yeah? Huh.

Oh, perhaps you..

Oh, where are the men?

Yeah, I'd like to meet them
and get bedded down.

Of course, Mr. Coward.

Come. Please.

After you, Mr. Coward.

The sergeant major last one,
was very good man.

He get men work very hard.

I like.

I make sergeant major nice spirit.

We friends too, eh?

Well, that depends.

Yeah, sergeant major.

How do you like?

You mean, you're gonna
give me a room to my self?

Yeah, yeah.
Undspecial rations.

You eat with us. Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.
But where do the men sleep?

They sleep over there.

They are lazy.

They need good sergeant major
who works them.

Hello, mates.

I understand you got
a spare bunk here.

Alright, I'll have this one.

Well, that's if you don't mind.

- Hey, look, mates, if it's--
- Alright!

What the..

Hello, chaps.

This is a funny kind of a welcome.

Who the hell do you think I am?

Bloody Hitler?

Look..

What's it all about?

I'm Sergeant Major Coward.

Would you mind explaining
what the trouble is?

Look, for the last time,
what's the trouble?

Alright.

I'll take you all on.

One at a time.

And that goes for you too, jacker.

- Drop that!
- Hey. Hey.

'Hey.'

We know why you're here.

Plan to work
the flamin' guts out of us.

Live like a Lord yourself.

Get everything you want from
that fat slag of an underofficer.

The bloke ahead of you tried it.

This shredded his kisser
like ground meat.

And who's next?

The Jerries told us all about you.

How you got their blasted
interest at heart.

'And that you're worse
than the other bloke'

'ever thought of bein'.'

Hey, you see, I told you
they was up to something.

They made it too easy.

Yeah, they wanted these blokes
to do me in and save them the bother.

Yeah, and do you know why?

Because he's been
giving 'em too much trouble.

And I'm goin' on givin' 'em
too much trouble too

and you're gonna help me.

A great new chapter
starts from tomorrow.

My first problem was to get
to town without a guard.

Without a guard..

Without a guard.

Gradually an idea
began forming in my mind.

I noticed,
that with Germanic precision

the underofficer in charge
of the lumber camp

lit his pipe everyday

at the same time..

Get out!

...and at the same place.

Funny how many fights
there were among the POW's.

Blokes made it look pretty real, too.

And they did divert attention.

Soon, we'd got more petrol
stashed away than a whole refinery.

There was petrol in the fire buckets
in the extinguishers

even in the emergency
water turbine.

And all for a purpose.

We waited for the first hot day.

Everything was rigged.

Waiting for a match.

A match carelessly tossed.

Water! Water!

Get buckets!
Right now!

Buckets, right now!

Come on!

What are you doing?

We're trying to choke the fire.

Use dirt not wood!

- Dirt?
- Dirt!

Oh, you mean this stuff?

- Oh.
- Oh, alright.

- Get the hose!
- 'It's right here!'

'It's right here!
It's right here!'

Not the blankets.
Water!

- Alright.
- Water!

'Fire!'

Clear! Clear!

Connect the hose!

Let go!

Let go!

Find some water!

Connect the hose!

Turn on the water!

Turn it off!

Turn it off!

Turn it off!

Sorry, guvnor.

Get some sand!
Get some..

- Tractor. Tractor.
- I can't drive a tractor.

Drive the tractor!

I've never driven one
in my life before.

Drive it!

Oh.

Cheer up.

Not much longer.

Aah!

Excuse me, sir,
can I have a word with you?

Well, I just, umm..

...I just hope
you don't think that, uh

we had anything to do with this
very nasty business here behind us.

I mean, everybody saw you strike
that match in wood part, you know.

- It was accident.
- Oh, come on.

The sun in the wood
so hot, combustion.

Now, look, you know very well
it wasn't an accident

and you know
it wasn't combustion.

Now, don't you?

Well, then.

But we think you're
a very nice old bloke

and I'm gonna have a talk
to the other men

and see if they'll,
uh, well, keep quiet about it.

Yeah, but I want a favor
from you in return.

Oh, what?

Well, I'm not getting enough freedom
at the moment, if you know what I mean.

And I would like to go
into town without a guard.

- No escapes.
- No what?

No, no, no,
no escapes, no escapes.

I'll give you
my word of honor on that.

And a British officer never,
never changes his word of honor.

As an officer
of the glorious Third Reich

I accept the solemn word
of honor of a British soldier.

Oh, that's very nice of you.
Thank you.

But you don't try to escape.

No, no, I won't escape.

Rest assured, I won't escape.

Hey, Charlie.
What happened, did you get it?

- Yeah.
- Well, without a guard?

Well, you know he's in a spot.

I said I'll speak to the blokes
and ask them to keep quiet about it.

- Well, you don't trust him, do you?
- Well, of course, what else could he do?

- He can have you shot in the back.
- Oh, don't talk rubbish.

You get caught in town
without a guard

he will get you for trying to escape.

He will, and no messin'.

Straight out.

Yeah, straight out,
well, you bloody well know.

Umm..

Uh, glasses.

Uh, "O-W-P-T-L-Z-B

"D-G-H-R-O-C-S-E

F-E-P-A-K."

Hmm?

"O-W-P-T-L-Z-B-D

"G-H-R-O-C-S-E

E-P-F-A-K."

There's nothing wrong
with your eyes, sergeant major.

They're perfect.

It's your memory that's bad.

Well, I don't really understand that.

You'd forgotten on
the first run through

it was not the F and P
that caused you difficulty

but the E and F.

There's not much wrong
with your memory, is there?

Or your English.

- Why did you come here?
- Ahem.

Umm... would you like a cigarette?

Yes, please.

Uh, what-what's your name?

Irena will do.

Mine's, uh, Coward,
Charlie Coward.

- Something wrong?
- No, no.

I was just surprised to see
a woman optician, that's all.

And why not?

No reason.

How very fortunate for you, Mr. Coward
that they should allow a prisoner of war

into town without a guard.

Well, you know about
the honor system, don't you?

For special prisoners, of course.

Of course.

- Very special.
- Oh, I know what it is.

You think I'm one of those
Jerry's stooges, don't you?

From up of the lumber mill.

It's none of my concern, Mr. Coward.

Please excuse me.

Well, Mr. Coward.

I wanted to know if you could
help me to get some materials.

- Materials?
- Cleaning cloths?

That's a very strange request.

Could you help?

Such luxuries are hard to come by.

I'm afraid there's nothing
I can do for you.

Well, there's just one
other thing now..

Good day, Mr. Coward.

Do you know if there's
other opticians in the town?

Yes, there is one other.

But if you don't wear glasses,
why do you want cleaning cloths?

Would you mind giving me
the address please?

I'll do better than that.
I'll take you there.

Uh, it's not necessary,
really, it's very kind of you

but it's not-not a bit necessary.

But it might be difficult for you
to find it by yourself.

Where'd you learn your English?

Umm, I'm sorry I forgot something.

I'll be right back.

I had promised to phone a customer.

Oh!

What about your English?

I've been for about
one year in London.

Oh, what were you doing?

Refraction work.
At a clinic.

Oh, where?

You're very inquisitive, Mr. Coward.

Well, you don't mind
tellin' me surely.

Well, at an eye hospital.

Uh, which one?
The one in Kensington?

That's right.

Oh, I know.

It's in Marlowe's Road, isn't it?

Yes.

You know, I don't know
whether to chance it

and make a run for it
and get a bullet in my back

or tag along with you
to the Gestapo.

- I'm a Gestapo agent?
- Yeah, and a very stupid one?

You've fallen for a very old trick.

I've described to you perfectly
the location of a hospital

St. Mary's Hospital.

How interesting.

And the eye hospital is in Soho,
not in Kensington.

Not the one I refer to, Mr. Coward.

I refer to Moorefield Eye
Hospital that's on City Road.

And for your information,
sergeant major

you described the location
of St. Mary Abbot's Hospital.

However, eh,
an understandable confusion.

St. Mary's is in Paddington,
opposite the station.

Yeah, well.

Maybe you're right.

It's in Praed Street.

Uh, shall I describe the building?

No, no, thank you.
Uh, no, I know it very well, thanks.

As you said, Mr. Coward,
it's a very old trick.

But it works two ways.

Well, it's like a broken coin,
isn't it?

I mean the two pieces fit together.

Not entirely.

The shop is over there.

And, uh, again, Mr. Coward, good day.

Incidentally, you'll find
that optometrist a loyal Nazi.

Oh, Irena..

Irena.

Alright..

...I haven't got very much time
to play around any longer.

Are you with the underground?

May I offer you some advice,
sergeant major?

It's still dangerous for prisoner of war
to linger in town for too long.

You shouldn't overdo your privileges.

I've been overdoing them already.

Every visit to town counts.

Exactly.

What do you need, Mr. Coward?

Look..

...everything that's on that list.

Maps, time-tables.

He looks a bit angry, don't he?

Come here!

This man is a prisoner of war.

How dare he go to town
without a guard?

'How dare he come here sauntering'
'like it was his own private club?'

'What is the meaning of this?'

'I-I just had some personal
business, there in town.'

So, HerrUnderofficer
accommodated you?

Don't be too hard on him,
he's only trying to be a good scout.

- A good scout?
- It was perfectly alright.

He had my word.
I gave him my word of honor.

'Now, just what about this fire?'

'Things always happen
when you're around.'

'What do you know about it?'
'How did it start?'

'It was the heat combustion.'

'I'm asking you again, Mr. Coward.'

- What happened?
- I saw it start.

A pile of logs,
they just went poof!

'Exactly, what happened?'

It burned down.

Our next assignment was
in the railroad repair yards.

The buildings were of brick
and steel and completely fire-proof.

However, to show
their good intentions

POWs went about their work
with a soul stirring display

of willingness
and boundless energy.

The Jerries were delighted.

Of course, there were one or
two things they didn't know about.

A carload of green paint consigned
to a concentration camp

would suddenly be shunted
to the Russian front.

While a carload of canned meat
intended for the front

would go to the concentration camp.

Propellers for a submarine base
would head for the farmlands.

And ploughs to the submarine base.

Watch it.

Okay.

I'm cutting these bolts
on the, uh, the guard..

the iron guard.

Good, good.

For this sabotage, you'll be shot.

All of you.
Several times.

The visor was made of cardboard
polished with boot black.

Insignia carved from wood
and covered with tinfoil.

The coat was cut from a blanket
with the fuzz shaved off

and blackberry jam
from the Red Cross parcels

boiled down
and the strainings used as dye.

The boots cost a tin of cigarettes
and two, uh, cakes of soap.

All carefully hidden
between the walls..

...until..

...until the first delivery
of our repaired cars.

What's the German for "over there"?

Dort druben.

- HeilHitler.
- HeilHitler.

He may have suspected something.

- I'm not sure.
- I know.

And the German uniform,
where did you get it?

The blokes up at the camp
made it for me.

It doesn't fit anyway,
but it just had to do.

Huh, did you have
to take such a terrible risk?

Well, believe me,
it was the only way to get here.

I get the papers.

'You didn't give us much time.'

We're being moved out.

What happened?

It's too involved to tell you.

But if I'm right,

we'll be shipped back
to Lamsdorf tomorrow.

We did the best we could.

Uh, it's marvelous.
There's maps and time-tables.

Everything we need.
Thank you.

Did you set the date,
I mean for the escape?

We're aiming for the 26th,
that's the night with no full moon.

How will you get to the border?

By the dawn train from
Lamsdorf the next morning.

But if you don't speak German,
you don't have any chance.

I'm sure.

Stop, where do you
think you're going?

- To powder me nose.
- Alright.

- HeilHitler!
- Heil..

Heil.

Where have you been?

Where do you think I've been?

Come on, get cracking..

Ah, good, good.

Why do I have to do
all the work around here?

Yeah, blimey, you're fit.

What's the matter with you,
you've got a splinter?

Cole. Here, Cole.

Do you know
what I just heard in there?

Who the hell do you think
you're talking to?

Take your hands out of your pocket.
Do your collar up.

Where do you think you are,
on your father's yatch?

What do you want?

I was just gonna tell
a bit of news, that's all.

What news?

Charlie Coward's on his way back.

Charlie Coward's on his way back?

- Where'd you get this?
- I was just sweeping up in office there.

It came over the telephone.

That's a turn out
for the book, innit..

...sir?

I wonder if he got the maps
and time-tables.

Oh, even if he did

how's he gonna get them
past the inspection.

Charlie, we're nearly there.

Yes, I know we are.

Hang on, I'll think of something.

I always get my best ideas
just before the dawn.

Yeah, well, don't look now,
mate, but it's daylight.

I'll said I'll think of something.

Hey... where are they?

- What?
- The papers, where are they?

- They're in my kit?
- In your kit?

Well, in me kit, in me clothes,
what's the difference?

They'll search everything,
kit, clothes

down the skin
before they're finished.

Hey, I know what's wrong with you.

You're still worried
about that girl, aren't you?

Of course I am.

I left her in a terrible hell.
I shouldn't have done it.

From the look of things, it might
bloody well all be for nothing.

Good plans of cheering me up
for God's sake.

I'll tell you what we'll do.

We'll pull the old switcheroo gag.

What do you mean?
A bloody thing--

You have another fit,
you have a fit.

You do it marvelous.

- Yeah, I know.
- Well, alright.

If they find these papers on me

they'll know they came
from the underground.

Where else could
I have got them from?

Well, they still have
to trace it back to her.

I shouldn't have done it to her.

- I really shouldn't have.
- Anybody..

Hey, man, it's alright,
I shouldn't have done it.

Now remember, you keep ahead.

Open your kitbags.

He's having a fit.

Lift him now, come on,
get him off the floor.

He's often like this.

It's the food.

You-you alright?

You alright?

You've got his kit?

Oh, have I?

I'm sorry, sir.

I fainted.

I'll be alright, now.

- What now?
- You do whatever I do.

Hurry up!

- Start scratching.
- Scratching?

Scratching.

It's you again.

'First of all you try
to make idiots of us.'

With your ridiculous..

- What's the matter with you?
- Huh, lice.

And, I warn you,
if you think you could go on..

Lice?

Oh, terrible.

Oh, I got it.

But there's hundreds more.

There it is.

'Don't move.'

Missed.

Get out of here!

- Both of you!
- Oh, ta..

On the 22nd, the escape
committee swung into action.

A strange electrifying tension
crept through the compound.

It was nearing that crucial day.
The day set for the tunnel break.

November 26th.

Shilling's walkin' East,
between 118 and 119

headed for the generator house.

By the 23rd, the stooges
had been quadrupled.

And a vast system
installed for checking

the moments of the goons.

The undercover faction
was put on all out basis.

Work permits, travel papers

everything had
to be stamped the 26th.

Please, help me with this.

- Yes, stick it on the chair.
- Alright.

Oh, oh, don't just stand there,
grab a pen, mate.

We haven't got much time left.

On the 24th..

...a group leader was assigned
to every 12 men.

I was one of them.

Anybody else here
only speaks, uh, English?

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

Blimey, Pringle, it would be you.
Come, stand to attention.

Stand up when you're talkin' to me.

Well, you go off with Robinson then
he'll do the talking for both of you.

Now, you'll need maps,
time-tables, money

travel permits,
that'll be fixed arranged, uh

you know, we'll work out
the details later.

- So, I'll see you guys.
- Yes, sir.

Who's next?

Jim Osborne, sir.

I intend to get
to the Czech border on foot.

Yeah, well, you only
need maps and a compass.

You speak any other language?

No, sir.

Aren't you the bloke that, uh

was against this idea
in the theater that time?

Yes, sir, that's right.

And what's given you
a change of heart?

Thought of a nice
little lager, did you?

No, sir, I was, uh..

...I've been thinking
about what you said.

You know, about being a soldier
and duty and all that.

All I know is he's done
a lot of work on it.

- He's our chief engineer.
- That's my game, isn't it?

That's what he used to do
in City Street. Dig tunnels.

Alright, alright,
we don't want your life history.

- Yes, sir.
- You'll take a chance with him?

Yes.

Alright, you're on.

- Thank you very much, sir.
- Now, what's your story?

Well, I thought if I'm,
started to move down..

On the 25th..

...each group leader held
a final dress rehearsal.

- What's you name?
- Jacques Vivien.

- Where you employed?
- Zam Industries, Hamburg,

8-3-5-9 Burg Strauss.

Here's my permit
and letter from the company.

- When did you start there?
- July 16, 1942.

And where'd you come from?

Uh, uh, Leon,
number 77 General Policze.

My wife's name is Evon
with three children.

- What's your name?
- Otter Minnce.

Here, Charlie.

It's the schedule for tomorrow night.

Cole thought you might
wanna brief the men on it.

Yeah, thanks.

This is the schedule.

Every 30 seconds,
starting at 7:00 p.m.

a man will be dispatched
to hut 110.

By 20:30 all 180 should be
there ready to go.

Each one of you'll be given
the precise second

at which you ought
to leave your hut.

The precise route

and the precise moment
of your arrival.

Well, what about the chaps
that bunk in 110?

I mean the one's that aren't going?

Well, they'll change over
with the ones that are going.

- Alright?
- Yeah.

Fine.

Now, that's the end
of the first dummy run.

Now, remember, on that night

behave as if it was all
perfectly normal.

You've gotta be absolutely natural.

Fifteen seconds left.

Good luck.

See you at Piccadilly Circus.

See you.

That's it, Pringle.

Now, let see, 18 men leave
from the other huts.

You'll be the next to go
from here, Martin..

- ...in nine minutes.
- Alright.

- Alright.
- Scheele, you're up.

- Pringle?
- Yes, sir.

- Alright.
- Good luck, Pringle.

I won't let you down
this time, Charlie.

- Sir.
- I promise I won't.

I know you won't.
Let's get you out of there.

Well, that's it.
We've checked every bloody inch

of the whole bloody length
of that tunnel.

We're not guaranteeing anything.

- Blankets laid?
- Carpeted wall to wall, sir.

- Good.
- My name is Paul Vandrom.

I'm from Amsterdam.
I'm an attorney.

How's your German?

I hope it's alright, for your for sake
you know what it means.

- From your wife?
- Yeah.

You know, you'll see her again,
I'm sure of that.

You alright?

- Yeah.
- Hmm.

Just wanna get going, that's all.

Yeah, we all do.
You'll be going soon enough.

- You alright?
- It's the waitin' that gets ya.

Yeah, I know, doesn't it?
You'll be off.

Half a mile across from here.

They've almost completed
their rounds.

Good.

That's half mile the other way.
He's out at the guardroom.

Right on schedule.

Where's Krausman?

He's also entered the guardroom.

There are no more goons
patrolling the huts.

Good. I'm on my way.
Be safe, huh?

Thanks.

Higgy Spring, sir.

Great, alright.

- 20:30 hours.
- Yeah, I know.

Well, they've all arrived.
This is the last man.

- Connelly?
- Yes, sir.

Alright.

Well, now, pay attention.

As you know,
Charlie Coward goes first.

He'll make the breakthrough
at the other end.

We've left two feet
of earth to the surface.

Now, if everything goes
according to plan

he'll come out
in the pine grove.

Just a couple of points
before we start.

It's gonna be very tricky
going through this tunnel

with all your gear.

So whatever you do,
don't whack the shoring.

'Don't even brush up against it.'

'Otherwise, we shall have
a disaster with the whole lot'

'collapsing in on top of us.'

Second point is, those going
by rail, will leave first.

They've got very tight
time schedules to fill.

The first 20 men will wait
in the tunnel..

...until I've broken through.

'We aim to get one man
out every four minutes.'

'The rest of you will wait here..'

'...in this hut..'

'...until your names are called.'

After all that... this is it.

So, good journeys, keep moving..

...and good luck to you.

- Good luck to you.
- Good luck to you.

- Good luck.
- Good luck, mate.

- Okay, fine. Pope.
- Here.

Ciao, mate.
Me last will and testament.

Alright, cheers. Good luck.

- Bennett.
- Here.

- See ya, Bennett.
- Good luck, Bunny.

All the best, Ben.

♪ You take the higher road
and I'll take the lower one ♪

- Campbell.
- Sir.

♪ For me and my true love
will never meet again ♪

♪ On the bonnie banks
of Loch Lomond ♪

- Boyle.
- Sir.

- Alright, good luck, yeah.
- Good luck.

- Davis.
- Sir.

Okay, Mace.

You make the 20th
and it for the moment.

Yes, sir.

Alright, Charlie?

No, I've st..

...struck a...a root.

I'm trying to move it.

Charlie, the-the air
down here, it's getting bad.

Well, don't waste it talking then.

I never said a word.

Krausman's suddenly left
the guardroom.

- He's starting back this way.
- Krausman left the guardroom.

- He's starting back this way.
- Krausman left the guardroom.

He's hardly ever bothered
about us after lock up.

- Krausman left the guardroom.
- Of all nights for this to happen.

Just because he's left the
guardroom it doesn't mean

to say he's gonna come in this hut.

Then what's he doing?
What's he up to?

Charlie, I-I'll come on,
give you a hand.

No, stay where you are.

You can see there's
only room for one up here.

Krausman still headed this way.

What'll we do?
Just wait here like sitting ducks?

'What else,
there's no way to cover up.'

Not a 180 blokes in all this rig.

Look, maybe we can just make it

if we chuck all these clothes
and gear down the shaft.

You want the 20 men
in the tunnel to suffocate?

And that's what would happen

if we put the stove
back over the hole.

Well, why don't we jump the goon
the minute he comes in?

And how long do you think
we'll get away with that?

They check on the goons
every few minutes.

Quiet. All of you.

Charlie, this air
is getting very bad.

H-how much longer?

I don't know.

You better warn Cole.

You got a pencil, Bennett?

- Y-yeah?
- Yeah.

Here you are.

There, quick, Bennett,
pass that back.

Pass the note back.

Coward's having trouble.

Pass it back.

Coward's having trouble.

- Pass it back.
- Pass it back.

- Pass it back.
- Coward's having trouble.

- Pass it back.
- Coward's having trouble.

Looks very bad, boys.

Krausman seems to be heading
straight for this hut.

They must be suspicious.

So many men coming
in and out of here.

There's always that much
activity when we have a party.

Well, this doesn't seem
a bit like a party.

Wait a minute.

Doctor's right... a party, yeah.

It's a long shot,
but it's worth a gamble.

Come on, boys, a party. Sing.
Come on, come on.

Hey, you, you're drunk.
You're drunk.

I'll get you.

Shh, shh. Quiet.

Quiet. Shh. Quiet.

Bennett, he's-he's done it.

Get up.

'Charlie's broken through.'

Thank God for that.

Bill, now listen to me.

We miscalculated.
It comes out this side of the trees.

Forty foot from a goon tower.

- Oh, my God, no.
- Yeah.

Now, listen,

the first chap that gets out
gets into the trees, see.

Soon as he sees it's all clear
he chucks a pebble into the hole.

That's the signal
for the next bloke to move on.

Alright? Have you got it
in your silly head now?

- Yeah.
- You're quite sure?

- Yeah.
- Well, it's a good thing.

I wanna you see up and front.

- Hennis.
- Right.

- Good luck.
- Good luck, matey.

Good luck.

Okay, Robinson.

Come on, come on.

Are you alright?

No. No, I'm not alright.

And I'm not going.

- Who you going with?
- I'm to join..

I'm to join Osborne at the station.

Well, go on, get going.

Look, I don't want
a Jerry bullet in the back.

This war can't last forever.

'You've been teamed up with Pringle.'

'And he can't speak French.
He's depending on you.'

To hell with him!
To hell with the lot of you!

A man like that
will be no use to Pringle.

Nor to anyone else.

'How 'bout it, Pringle?'

I'm on my way.

When do we go?

Get a few more out first.

Um, Robinson pulled out on me.

- He what?
- What?

I'll have to take a chance
on my French. Come with us.

No, three together, we can't do that,
it's much too dangerous.

You better replace Robinson
and go with him.

- What, and dump you?
- We we have no choice.

I know my French
is lousy, but without it

you don't stand a chance.

Yeah, well... I should've
thought of that before.

Well, I'm off.
See you at the Rose and Crown.

Won't you?

Um, ya.

Thank God you're alright.

We've only got a few seconds to talk.

Yes, but, what are you doing here?

You told me about
the escape at 26, Lamsdorf.

You're crazy, you're mad,
you should never have come here

but... I'll never forget you
for it. Thank you.

They won't look
for an escaped prisoner

if he's travelling with a woman.

But you can't come with me, Irena.

If they found
you were helping me to es..

If they found you helped me
to escape, they'd shoot you.

Whenever I talk German
to you say "ja".

But it-it's too dangerous.

It's dangerous to talk English here.

Ja.

Mien Gott.

- So, where are we going?
- The dining car.

I had to get you away
from that old man.

Fraulein.

Bulgarian?

You think we got away with it?

I'm not sure, but..

...we'll find out
as soon as we reach Vienna.

Oh, no. No, no,
just stay here a minute.

But not for long.

We're supposed to be
in the dining car, remember?

I didn't like the way
that old man looked at us.

He could be here any second.

We could be caught
at any second..

...and never see each other again.

Would that mean... much to you?

Yes.

All I can do now is get your tickets
straight through to Budapest and..

...see you safely aboard.

Irena... when this war is over..

...I'm gonna come back
and find you, I want to try.

I promise.

You'd better, sergeant major.

We must go now.

It's not safe for you
here on the station.

They always check up on people.

I think I'll better go ahead
and get your ticket.

Alright.
Uh, I'll give you the money.

Will, uh, 50 do?

I'll follow you.

You looking for me?

Hello, Charlie.

Well... that was a bit
of a washout, wasn't it?

And so, we were shipped
to another work compound.

This time at the infamous
IG Farbon plant.

Located near a concentration
camp who's name is now

a symbol for
the most bestial depravity..

...in the entire
history of mankind.

Finally, when the Allies closed in,
we were driven relentlessly

further and further to the West.

Until one day, Billy Pope and I
managed to escape somehow and..

...we posed as workmen,
cleaning up the rubble.

Hold it, put your hands
over your head.

Oh, look behind you.

Oh, mate, are we glad to see you.

I'm Sergeant Major Coward.
The Royal Artillery.

I'm trying make my way
to the American lines.

Yeah, uh, m-me too.

You only have a mile to go.

Only a mile?

You'll never make it, buddy,
there's a road full of krauts

between here and there.

- Good luck anyway.
- Good luck.

- Yeah, ta.
- Ta.

Four years a-waiting.

- Good luck.
- Good luck.

Bye-bye.

And one little mile full of krauts.

One tiny bloody mile.

Might just as well be a thousand.

Have you ever wanted to be a fireman?

Have I what?

A fireman, 'cause now's your chance,
come on, out.

Oh, cross your legs,
Charlie, here they come.

Too late, mate.

HeilHitler.

Mother, we're on our way.

♪ I'll fare thee well for I must ♪

♪ Leave you do not let ♪
♪ Leave thee do not let ♪

♪ My parting grieve thee and remember ♪

♪ That the best of friends must
part part part ♪

♪ Adieu adieu adieu adieu
adieu adieu adieu ♪

♪ I can no longer stay with you
stay with you ♪

♪ Now I'll hang my harp
on a weeping willow tree ♪

♪ And may the world go well with thee ♪

♪ And may the world go well with thee ♪

♪ Hey hey ♪♪