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Roger over

Yeah, it's quiet

too quiet scary

replacements for dog company.

Just took a shortcut.

What's your names and serial numbers?

Joe Winston, 3-1-1-5-6-6-2-8.

Marvin Kadinsky, 5-4-5-7-2-3-6-9.

What's the sweat?

Didn't they tell you guys to stay on the road?

That was a couple extra miles.

Just took a shortcut.

You jerks want to stay alive. You better keep out of these woods.

The Crocs have been infiltrating all through here.

A dog company's about a half mile...

Danke,

jerk.

Yes.

We're trying to help you.

Look, it wasn't us who killed your friends.

No?

Then put down your weapons and come out where I can see you.

Put your hands on your head and get up.

You speak pretty good English for a crowd.

What do they got, special schools for you guys?

I suppose you know who won the World Series and all that. You're not going to

fool anybody with that routine.

Let's go.

Wait a minute.

You mean you're not a... I thought... Get him up on your head.

Look, I thought you were an infiltrator. That's why I shot at you.

We were just jumped by a bunch of Germans in GI uniforms. I thought you

were with them.

Yeah, I know all about it. It's the truth.

I'm not a German.

I'm with Able Company, weapons platoon.

The name's Driscoll, Carl Driscoll.

363-274-48.

I'm from Cleveland, for Pete's sake.

Let's move out.

Will you listen to me? Look, if you're not a crowd... I'll listen to you, G2.

Now get that belt off you and move out.

Rick Jason.

And Vic Morrow.

Death Star, Nick Adams.

We were coming through the woods when we got hit.

I think he was one of them.

I didn't shoot anybody.

I got separated from my squad.

I was trying to get back to them when this guy almost picked me off.

He's lying.

He could be.

But on the other hand, so could you.

Look.

I got a patrol laying dead out there.

Shot by people claiming to be something they're not.

which of you is telling me the truth or if you're both bloody liars.

There's one way to find out.

Take us back to our lines.

Aye, I intend to do that.

But you understand this.

As far as I'm concerned, you're both jerrys.

And I'm not a bit shy about shooting you in the back.

Now you lose your gear.

How do we know you're not a crotch yourself?

You don't.

Get going.

Hold it, then.

Boy, am I glad to see you guys.

Get him up.

What's going on around here?

Ask him.

I suppose you're a yank, too, like these two fellas.

He thinks we're both German infiltrators. And he's right about one

of us.

Hey, look, I don't know these guys, and I'm no kraut.

My name's Dick Johnson. Look at my dog tags.

Okay, so I speak a little German. That don't prove nothing. A lot of guys can

do the same thing.

Look, I don't know who was shooting at me.

Hey, English.

Hold out your hands.

Huh? Hold out your hand.

Both of them.

Those handcuffs. They belong to you, don't they?

All right. I was in a little trouble and they were bringing me in when we got

hit.

Your name's not Johnson either.

This fella is missing his tags.

All right.

My name's Roberts, Marty Roberts.

All my dog tags are in my pocket.

Look, I got drunk last night in a village a couple miles down. I got in a

fight and hit a sergeant. They turned me over to those guys.

When we got hit, I saw that they were dead and I...

I figured I'd take off, get back to my own unit, and no one would be the wiser.

Hey, you can't blame me for not wanting to get court-martialed, can you, huh?

I mean, that's the truth, so help me.

Why'd you switch the tags?

Well, I, uh... Never mind, I don't believe you anyway.

If you are Yanks, which I doubt, you got nothing to lose by coming back as my

prisoners.

Besides, you got no choice.

Here.

Lock those two together.

What did you do that for?

If I don't have it, you won't jump me for it.

Here.

Look, I don't trust you any more than I do them.

Only with your leg, I figure you'll be a lot easier to handle.

Now get going.

That way.

Wait a minute.

The lines are more over this way.

What lines?

The American lines.

We moved up two days ago.

He's going to walk us right into the Germans. That's just great.

Yeah, you'd really hate that, wouldn't you?

Get going.

You know who I'm betting the chairman is?

Tell me.

The guy with the gun.

How much further we got to go?

We should have been back at our lines before this.

He's been walking us around in circles.

What are you looking for, one of your crowd patrols?

I'll give you one thing.

You're all putting on a good act.

What's your name?

Kirby.

What I'll fill you with.

Why don't you trust me?

That's pretty funny coming from you two guys.

Oh, yeah, it's a riot, Mr. Innocent.

Come on.

We gotta get going.

Come on.

Get down.

I'm going to check the crossroad.

I'll be able to see you, so don't get cute.

You're thinking what I'm thinking?

I doubt it.

Look, it's gonna be dark soon.

We got a chance of getting away if we work together.

Forget it.

I'm not helping any German escape.

Yeah, well, how do you know he's what he says he is?

Oh, he's alive. Yeah, all right.

Look, I don't care if you're all crowds. All I want is out. Now, how about it?

No deal.

Why not?

Couple of good reasons.

I don't trust him or you either.

Now,

what's

going on?

They couldn't agree on which way to cut your throat.

Okay, Kirby.

Now I know where you stand.

Good.

Could you try that again? I'll bust your head.

Get going.

Looks like a hunter's cabin.

Aye.

It'll give us cover for the night.

Why don't we keep moving?

It's rough enough watching you three in daylight.

All right.

Let's move out and keep it low.

Cheers.

Yeah, it's better.

Somebody's out there.

Come out when I can see you.

I said

come

out when I can see you.

We got a wounded guy with us. Give us a hand, will you?

Come in here first.

He's hit bad. Come on.

I said you come in here first.

Pretty badly.

Those shots could have been heard a long way from here.

Let me ask you something.

If we get hit again, who's going to use that gun of yours?

This is wrong for the books.

Nobody trusts nobody.

What a war.

What a war. Three against one and not one of us will help the other.

You know what I think?

I think you're all nuts.

Hey, I mean, we're all wearing the same uniform, right?

We all speak the same language, right?

We're probably all on the same side, except we're too stupid to realize it.

Hey, look.

You're safe now, right?

Why don't you let us cut out of here and we'll send you some help?

Nobody trusts nobody.

A man should know who his enemy is.

It's just not right when a man can come up to you

friendly like and blow your

head off.

There was a poster in my barracks.

It said, know your enemy.

It was a picture of a soldier with red eyes, fangs for teeth, the whole bit.

But let me tell you something.

If he hadn't been wearing a German helmet or a swastika on his arm,

I'd have sworn it was my Uncle Max from Cleveland.

Now, where are you from?

Yeah.

Yeah, I had an auto shop on Delsey Street.

Where are you from, Robertson?

California, San Diego.

You ever been there?

No.

Oh.

Sweet place.

I'm in a bookie joint.

What a racket.

I used to live off the suckers and lay around in the sun with the infant

mother.

Ah, that's the life.

That's where you learned all your German, huh?

Yeah, I never give up, do you?

I learned it from my grandmother. She was from the old country.

All right, so I lied about the fight, but I'm leveling with you now.

I just figured I'd get out while I was still alive.

Now they're gonna call it desertion.

What do you think it was?

Survival. I retreated. I told you we were outnumbered 50 to 1. It was suicide

this day. Our lieutenant was nuts.

You're gonna have to convince the court-martial, not me.

I'll tell you one thing, Kirby.

I ain't gonna take any bum rap for staying alive.

I ain't going back.

to gamble on you.

I can't keep awake any longer.

Wait a minute, don't shoot. I have no choice.

Wait a minute, you don't understand.

My name is Dorfman, Hans Dorfman.

Don't you have a turn?

I'm coming, sir.

All these vehicles.

You're next.

Nein!

Your friend here, he says he too is an infiltrator.

I believe him.

See? But I don't believe him.

I think he's a coward.

He would say anything to save his life.

Lenny, you gotta believe me.

If you kill me, you're killing a German.

You deserve to die in better company.

Well, why take the chance? He may be telling the truth.

Don't move.

Drop the gun.

Over there, with the others.

Wait a minute, he's a German. Yeah, he's an infiltrator.

They're lying.

They're the infiltrators.

I swear it. They killed him.

They were our prisoners. That's why they're handcuffed. He's lying. He

killed them.

Then why are you two handcuffed?

Oh, brother, you want the long version and the short one.

I want the truth.

The Englishman took us all prisoner this morning.

The Germans have been infiltrating his GIs and he didn't know who was who.

When he got wounded, he gave his weapon to the wrong man.

You were attacked by the men outside?

That's right.

Can't you see they're lying?

Look, Tommy and I were taking them back to our lines when we got ambushed.

We took refuge in here.

When he was hit, they jumped him.

Well, they would have killed me too if I hadn't got the gun away from them.

Look, I don't know who you believe, but if you want to stay alive, don't let him

get close to you.

I cannot tell who is lying.

It will be dawn soon.

I will take you to the Americans.

They will find the truth.

That's great.

Here we go again.

You two, sit down over there.

You.

You from the underground?

Might as well get some sleep.

Are you kidding?

Hey, hey, uh... You know something? I had you figured all along.

Stop pretending.

Hey, wait a minute. Maybe I am on your side, but what are we gonna do now? I

mean, I'm not getting out of this jam.

Nothing. You stupid kraut.

You don't know which side to jump on, do you?

He'll cut your throat if he gets a chance.

And you wouldn't, huh?

No, I guess you wouldn't.

You knew I wasn't a German, yet you... You tried to talk him out of killing me

even though you knew you'd get it.

Do me a favor, will you, Roberts?

What? Just shut up and go to sleep.

Hey, Frenchie.

I wouldn't close your eyes if I were you.

Uh-huh.

All right.

It's time to leave.

On your feet.

It's still dark.

Only for a short while.

Time's running out, huh?

Can we go now?

We are the same, and come to a common place.

Jawohl.

Got to make it back over there.

How bad is it? It's killing me.

I'm sorry, I couldn't believe you before.

Go that way, circle around. You'll find your lines.

I'll hold them off.

But you... Go quickly!

It looks like we lost her.

I've had it, Kirby.

But no, they can't go any further. Come on. We've got to keep moving.

It's a farmhouse down here.

Maybe we can find something to bust these cuffs of them with.

Let me take a look at that.

Try to keep this press on tight enough to hold it. Lean down, son. Okay.

Thanks, Gary.

We have to head south, get back to our lives.

I'm not going back with you, Gary.

You hear me?

Yeah, I hear you.

I told you I'm not taking a bum rap.

You know what happens to me if I go back?

I get shot for desertion.

So I'm taking off alone and you're not going to stop me.

I'm not going to try to stop you, but I'll tell you something.

You're wrong.

You're wrong when you're deserted and you're wrong now. About the only chance

you got is to go back and face up to that.

Well, that's easy for you to say.

Sure, but it's the truth.

I'll take my chance.

You won't make it 50 yards.

What is it?

I see something. Where?

Behind the wall. Behind which wall?

Over there.

Murderer! I see it.

I indicted you?

What are you doing?

Saving my skin.

Now, you stay here. I got a chance to count them if they don't see you.

Are you crazy?

I got more of a chance staying alive with them than with you.

Maybe I can get away later.

Even if I don't, I'd rather sit in one of their prisons and face a firing

squad. You stay put. It won't work.

Saboteur!

Thank you.

One of them's a GI.

He's talking German.

He's one of those stinking infiltrators.

Come on, get over here.

Hey, you guys.

Hold your fire.

I'm a G.I. I'm coming out.

Come out slow.

What are you doing out here?

I got separated.

Yeah?

What's your name and serial number?

Kirby, 14-32-72-30. I'm from B Company.

Hey, Mac.

This one's still alive.

Told you I wasn't going back, Kirby.

Yeah, I know, Marty.

You told me.

What about him?

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