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Checkmate.

Don't get the floor, Major. You taught me.

Welcome, Lieutenant. I'm Major Randall.

Lieutenant Hanley.

Sit down.

Make yourself at home.

Thanks.

Where'd you lose your outfit?

You can talk, Lieutenant.

They've run out of hidden microphones.

Hello, Hanley.

Frost? Small world, huh?

We're all POWs. You can talk.

This is Captain Todd.

How do you do?

Hi.

Lieutenant Carruthers. Nice to know you, Lieutenant.

Hi. Lieutenant Mabels.

Lieutenant.

Hanley, where's an introduction? He's leaving tomorrow.

Leaving?

Look, you just got here.

You haven't even tried the coffee.

Listen, Major.

I've got some important information if I can get out of here. Sure, sure.

Everybody's got a reason to get out of here.

Like everybody takes his turn.

You might just as well try the coffee.

Now listen to me, Major.

We had an accident with another truck on the way in here.

A truck coming out of a factory loaded with ball bearings.

And that truck was only one in a long convoy.

I'm sure the factory's in full production.

But it's so well hidden.

The Air Force hasn't even found it yet.

Now, before they buttoned us up, I fixed three landmarks in my mind.

I'm positive I can pinpoint it from aerial maps.

I see. If they don't have a ball bearing factory, that could be something.

He is about your size, Maples.

His mission is important.

I have a brilliant idea.

Why doesn't he go in my place?

I'd buy it.

Now, wait a minute. Don't the Germans have anything to say about that?

Getting out and escape is too hard.

That's what comes after.

Invasion, that's the tough part.

You'll have to cross Germany and German-occupied France.

Starring Rick Jason.

And Vic Morrow.

Death Star, Lloyd Buckner.

What's wrong? Did I die again?

No, the ink is good this time. It's the buttons.

I'm not exactly sure where they should be.

Who is? That's why we chose Albania.

It's part of the axis.

But very few Germans will have seen an Albanian uniform, let alone counted the

buttons. I'm not worried about the uniform, but what do I do about all the

languages I don't know?

Use this letter.

It identifies you as Lieutenant Vlora, Albanian liaison officer who speaks no

German or French, and requests assistance from all authorities.

I'm endorsing it by the German Foreign Office, the German War Department, the

German Passport Section, the German Home Guard, and I'm thinking about the German

Widows and Orphans Pension Fund.

How do you say Albanian in German?

Albanian, but rely on the letter.

We've learned a few things.

Don't count on help from the civilians, not even the French.

If they're caught helping you, they'll be killed.

Letter of introduction, Albanian orders, Wehrmacht endorsement,

Identity card.

Visitor's pass.

Beautiful.

Who did those, Mabels? There was a chap on the third floor. He worked for the

Bank of England.

Ah.

Well, this is how it goes.

We have access to a room that opens up over the river.

You make your way downstream till you come to... By the way, you can swim.

Will I get the chance?

I think so.

Only one guard patrols that side of the cattle.

He won't start you out until he's got his back to you.

What about the uniform? Won't the water ruin it? You won't be wearing it in the

water. You'll carry it in an oil skin change later.

Now, as I was saying, you swim down the river until you get to a bridge.

Get out there.

Make your way north until you come to a railroad station.

You can get a train there for Widen.

W-E-I-D-E-N.

Widen. Got it?

Yeah. When do I go?

This afternoon.

In broad daylight?

We can't get to the room over the river at night.

How does it sound?

You believe it?

It won't work if you don't believe it.

I believe it.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Weiden, which class?

Weiden.

Weiden, do you want to go to third or second class?

Thank you.

Allemagne, enter.

Enter.

Show me the papers.

What do you want me to do?

Hands up!

Hands over your head!

Take him with you.

Forward! March!

That's the letter.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Von welcher Abteilung bist denn du?

Von welcher Abteilung kommst du?

Nicht Deutsch.

Nicht Deutsch?

Uniform.

Was ist das für eine Uniform?

Albanien.

Albanien?

Good night.

What is it? Italian marine?

No. Romanian?

No. I don't know this uniform.

Come, let's ask him.

Heil Hitler!

Heil Hitler.

Herr, wir haben uns gewundert, was das für eine Uniform ist.

Eine Uniform? Was ist das?

Albanian. Albanian. Dankeschön.

Albanian.

Dankeschön.

Come on.

Here are the papers.

Here

are

the handcuffs.

Soldats, come this way.

The man is arrested.

Take him with you.

Yes, Major.

I'd let it back, lend a hand.

Never do to leave this sort of thing lying around. Come on.

Well, there's Hitler, youth, or a fight.

Bad luck you ran into one whose hobby's uniforms.

That's good work you're wearing.

Hempstead prison, I'd say.

Oh, look, old chap, I can't blame you for being cautious. You've been properly

warned, I'm sure, but there simply isn't time.

I'll try to get out of the country myself.

Only the uniform is rare, Mark. The rest have been straight from Piccadilly.

Name is Thorne.

Hanley. American. Thanks for the help. A pleasure.

Shall we go?

Go? Go where? You can't get back on the train.

We can drive.

Where are you going to get a car?

Steal one, of course. Where else?

One stop first.

There's a remarkable sausage shop in this town.

That's wonderful.

You know, if wars were fought with sausage instead of bullets, the Germans

would really well rule the world.

It's the last chance for a nibble.

Eight hours of nibbling is all I can take.

If you insist.

By the way, we're coming to a checkpoint up ahead.

Where we show our papers?

If it gets critical, we make a run for it.

You know how far it's a bit?

Eris Talbanis.

Like so. You know it now?

Relax, Lieutenant.

In the middle of Germany in a stolen car and he says relax.

We're in France now.

Same thing.

Well, look at it this way.

Country's beautiful.

And we're only 12 miles from the Allied lines.

How do you know so much about this escape business?

Well, it's a long story.

But a very interesting one.

I was with the RAF. Shot down over France two years ago. Wooded and all

that.

The Jerrys would have had me, but the underground snatched me first.

It took them several months to nurse me back together again.

When I got back home, I couldn't get those people.

I kept seeing them moving through the dark, risking their lives for us, giving

us their rations when they were hungry.

I just couldn't get them out of my mind.

So I asked for permission to come back and work with them.

And here I am.

What are you doing in Germany in a major's uniform?

Yeah, lucky it was my size, eh?

The Gestapo intercepted my contact.

Tortured my real identity, Arthur. I was on my way when I spotted you.

Well, chances are they're looking for you harder than they are for me.

Yes, I'm sure of it.

By the way, if there's a mix, don't get confused on your loyalties.

In the last ditch, it's every man for himself.

A sentiment has killed more than one amateur.

How'd you like to drive for a while, old man?

We're almost out of gas.

Yes, I know. There's enough to get us to the next town, though.

By the way, there's a wonderful cafe there.

Open air.

Perfect for a spot of lunch. Lunch?

Is that all you ever think about?

Well, we must keep up our strength, old boy.

Raising it out, huh?

Keep up morale.

Morale is often the difference between a prisoner and a free man.

This cafe.

Everyone from the mayor to the German high command eats there.

Well, they'd hardly look for two fugitives in a place like that.

Precisely.

Bonjour, monsieur.

Bonjour, merci.

Vous avez fait vos choix?

Oui.

Des cœurs d'artichaut avec foie gras.

Une soupe à l'oignon.

Poulet en sauce d'ail.

You know we could get ourselves killed.

What a way to die.

Impossible. What?

An Albanian, a real one.

Duck, drop something.

We need help.

I'm English. He's American.

Stay here.

The Gestapo will be very happy to give you a place to stay.

Both of you.

An Englishman and an American.

That is very interesting.

Obviously, you were not looking for me.

Oh, forgive me.

Cupcake Gestapo.

What is your uniform supposed to be?

It's not Romanian, not Bulgarian.

Albanian, eh?

It's unimportant.

But you, your uniform, where did you get it?

It was a slight mix-up at the tailor shop.

Insolent. You murdered to get it.

Move.

Quickly.

Yeah.

The Americans have escaped.

Let's go.

Get out of here.

Don't you hear me? I said get out.

I will scream.

I will scream.

No, you won't scream.

You'd have done it by now.

You don't mind, do you?

What do you want?

The Englishman.

I don't know anything about him.

What happened to him?

I don't know. I'll tell you.

Is he dead?

Did they catch him?

Now, you know what happened to him. Your boyfriend talks to you.

You know every move the Gestapo makes.

If you leave now, I won't tell Herr Kopke that you are here.

I didn't ask for any part of this.

You asked for it when you accepted Kopke.

I accepted food when there was no food.

And a place to stay when there was no place to stay.

I accepted survival.

Why don't you leave me alone?

There's more to it than just survival.

No.

I'm still alive.

I feel nothing.

I take no sides.

Then why didn't you scream?

I was afraid you'd kill me if I did.

You weren't frightened when you watched me escape.

And you still didn't warn Kupka.

Now where's Thor and the Englishman?

He's hiding.

Then he did get away.

He was wounded.

How do you know?

I saw.

He kept running, but he was badly hurt. He got as far as that warehouse.

They must have searched it.

I wonder if he's still in there.

I don't know.

Two of Kupke's men went through it, but they didn't find him.

Maybe he's still there.

I didn't see me.

He's coming. He's coming up.

Go. Go this way.

Hurry.

Stop feeling.

Say my name again.

I'll have the American and the English before tomorrow morning.

Another one, please.

You're such an old lad.

Why didn't you answer me?

I must have passed out.

It's comfortable here.

It started getting cold.

Cold?

Come on, let's have a look.

Better get you out of here with that.

Sentimental, that's true.

If you had half as much brains as you have courage, you'd be home by now.

All right, come on.

I've lain up here on these sacks, feeling my

life dip down between them for hours.

This just wouldn't stop.

Not much left, I'm afraid.

Propose to go on, old man.

I've got money and a map.

We'll steal another car and bribe somebody to drive us. No, no, there's no

car.

No, the river.

The river?

No, that's the ticket now.

A barge.

Early tomorrow morning.

We float downstream.

Straight through to our own line.

All right.

The river it is.

Listen, I'm going to the river and you're going with me.

I don't think so.

She told me the truth, after all.

Fool.

He can't walk.

He won't have to.

I'm not taking you any place.

You won't spread the word that my own woman helped you to escape.

It will end right here.

Uh...

the river.

We're going together.

No, no, no.

Not me, Lettie.

I'm too tired.

No, I belong here. I will be all right.

Nobody will know.

As he said, it ends all right here.

What will you do?

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