All language subtitles for Mission Batangas (1968).WEBRip

Hey, sugar, would you get a cigar?

Corbett, let's go.

That's a nice touch,
don't you think?

The Japanese are very near.

We must be going.

Oh, thanks a lot.

Oh, now, come on, honey.

Now, this is war.

I'm gonna be back one
of these days, you understand?

Corbett, please, let's go.

Gents, I don't think
we made a deal yet.

We made a deal back in Manila!

$5,000 to fly us to a safe place.

No fish market haggling with me,
the price is 10,000.

Oh, that's extremely too much.

Extremely too much.

Cash in advance.

Well, gents,
looks like this is it.

Corbett...

We could've been dead!

You and your stupid haggling
for money!

Wanted to make sure
I didn't die broke!

What's wrong?

As a paid up passenger on the Corbett
Air Service, you got two choices.

What's that?

You got two choices.

We can either crash in the jungle,

where the Japs would pick us up in an
hour, or we can crash on Corregidor,

if I keep this old dog
up in the air.

It's got bullets in its wind-pipe.

Corregidor.

That's right.

It's the only store on the block
the Japs don't own yet!

You better hold on
to something else,

if you don't wanna crash
though the roof!

What the hell is that?

Mario, go check that plane.

Let's get out of here
before it blows!

- Here.
- What's that for?

It's your change,
I promised you a one-way ticket

to a safe island,
well, this ain't it.

Damn, there can't be
any Japs here.

Halt and be recognized!

Friend or foe?

That's all the Army I know.

Betty Grable!

That was the password.

The Yanks won the series!

We're American!

I'm too tall to be a Jap!

Francisco, is there any sign
of the submarine yet?

Not yet.

It won't come now.
It's too light.

Maybe tonight.

Where's Colonel Turner?

Colonel is at the barge.

Hey, Colonel.

Colonel, will you tell
these fellas that I ain't a Jap?

Corbett? What the hell
are you doing playing soldier?

I figure nobody ever
got hurt playing soldier.

It's this real stuff
that gets nasty.

Well, what do you expect
flying in here

with a rising sun
painted on your plane?

Oh, that, yeah.

Well, that was...

that was just a little
kindergarten camouflage.

Look, I was...
I was flying a client.

I was flying a client
off the island.

Bernabe.

Colonel, I know that man.

He's Bernabe, the traitor.

His business is war and
stabbing the Filipino people.

Bernabe, yeah.
I've heard of him.

He hijacks our supplies
and then sell them

to the highest bidder
of the Japanese.

Sir, he's telling a lie.

He's telling a lie!

...even without a trial!

Without a trial!

Turner, would you point out
to these fellas

that I was just lugging him
off the island for a price?

I wasn't trying to sell out
flag and country.

I hope you got a good price.

Bring a stretcher over here.

He was the biggest fish,
I waited him out.

Like a vulture.

I'm a businessman, not a soldier.

Why don't you butt out,
sweet-cheeks?

All right.
Tell them to leave him alone.

All right, get up to the
infirmary, and get that arm fixed.

They won't kill you,
but they won't love you.

That hurts.

Somebody pick up that body.

All right, let's go.

Here we go, here we go.

All right, let's go, everybody.

Back to work.
Come on, let's go.

Anything yet?

No.

Mess kits.

- What are we doing here?
- Get your shirt off.

Okay.
Get him out of here.

He's dead.

Sit down over here.

That's...

some bedside manner you got there.

Chip Corbett's the name, Ma'am.

You're blocking my light.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna have to stitch it up.

Can I have a bullet to bite on?

Hmm?

Now, what's going on here?

A war.

Ow.

Long live the Philippines.

Francisco.

- Yes, Colonel?
- On the double...

get those last two crates aboard,
hurry up.

Yes.

There she is.

Now, what's going on here?

I'm sending a shipment
of supplies to Australia.

Australia?

On that submarine?

Yeah, that's right.

Wait for me!

Francisco,
get that man off of there.

Get him off of there!

What's he doing?

He's gonna get himself shot.

Jap Zero!

No!

Dammit, get the hell away
from my sub!

All right, Santos,
we have our orders.

Take charge of getting those crates
lashed to the bottom of that barge.

Madrigal,
make sure they stay there.

- Wait.
- Romero, get that dynamite rig,

on the double.

Don't worry, Joan.

You know, if the Japs
suspected anything

beyond the sinking
of the submarine,

the action would be even
thicker around here.

Why don't you just hide it
someplace on the island?

In a few days, the Japs would be
swarming around this rock,

but they won't be swarming
on the bottom of the sea.

Corbett,
your next stunt gets you shot.

That's a great idea, just great.

Tying the crates to the bottom
of a barge like that, it's great.

Looks like you busted open
those stitches.

Hmm?

Except maybe for the weight.

I don't know if that
lashing's gonna hold.

Boy, you sure did.

Of course, if, um...

Well, if you took down the crates,

they'd take up a lot
less space, you know.

What? Huh?

What did I do?

Huh?

Three miles due south.

We will always know where it is.

Yes, till the end of the war.

Yeah, but who's gonna be alive
to remember?

The Philippines.

A Jap patrol boat!

Sink that barge!

They're on a raid, sir.

Oh, my God.
They've got it all.

Well, I guess,
this just isn't our day.

Now, you can't tell me
those suckers out there died

for mess kits, what the hell
is this "it" the Japs got?

The future of the Philippines.

But what is it?

- Gold.
- How much?

Bring the gold.

How much?

How much?

Tell me how much gold
is on the barge.

How much gold is on the barge?

Enough.

Get me a stretcher!

Santos.

Hey, you know, we might be able
to get that gold back.

How much was on the barge?

I don't know.

Hey, wait a minute,
I didn't hear you!

When you come back, a stretcher.

Help me, oh, will you help me
with this man?

Sure. Lady, do you know how much
gold the Japs got away with?

Do you know how much gold
was on the barge?

A hundred million dollars
in gold bullion.

What?

Mario and Colonel, they don't
seem to agree with you.

But where the hell else
could they take it?

The only oil depot
is in Manila Bay.

Right there on the Pasig River.

Corregidor falls,
they'll use it as an oil barge

to supply their ships around the island.

Yes. And once they use that,
they will discover the gold.

Then, we must sink it
before Corregidor falls.

Yes, without our ocean, their suspicion
that our prime target is the gold.

How much time
do you think we have?

Corregidor could surrender
any minute.

I'd say five, six days.

What about the underground,
you think they could do the job?

Yes, Colonel,
the guerrillas we can...

Colonel, it's an impossible task
because the old dam is heavily guarded.

Any such a thing
will be a waste of life.

But that's the only way.

That gold means the future
of the Philippines.

Without it, we have no hope.

Francisco, you don't have
to explain to me what it means.

I know that without it,
it is impossible after the war

to rebuild our islands,
to finance a new government.

Without it, a lot of people
will die of hunger and...

Then, let the guerillas sink it.
It's the only chance we have.

We don't have airplanes that can
fly over and drop a bomb on it.

That gold means
Philippine independence.

We are not talking
about Independence.

All right.
All right!

Let's get back to the problem.

How are we gonna sink that barge?

I know where there's an airplane.

The plane is no problem.

It's getting to it
that's a problem.

But where is it?

Well, it's in Mamburao
near my father's mission.

Mamburao?

He used it to fly supplies in.

It hasn't been used
since his death.

But I'm sure
it can be made to fly.

How the hell are you gonna
get a hundred and eighty miles

through Jap infested territory
to Mamburao?

Colonel, the guerillas on
the mainland could help us.

But how do we get past
the headhunters of Mamburao?

The Balungos are no problem.

I can get us through there.

Joan, you can't go
on a mission like that.

It's too dangerous.

Well, it's no more dangerous
than staying here.

No one of you, Colonel, are going to
get through the Balungos without me.

I know those people, I've lived
with them for 10 years.

I can get us through.

I think we are jumping
too fast here.

There is not a single pilot
here in Corregidor.

Uh, excuse me for bothering
your problem like this,

but if it concerns a pilot,
I might be of some help.

What kind of a plane is it?

Oh, it's a...

I don't know.

Not a two-seater, is it?

Oh, it's bigger than that.

And it's a seaplane.

Well, now, let's just do some
assuming here for a minute,

now, suppose that we can get
from Corregidor to the mainland,

and you know that's about a two,
two-mile swim.

And suppose that we can get
from there to...

- Was it Mamburao?
- Yes.

Uh-huh.

I don't much like the idea
of being led

through headhunter country,
but let's say that we're there,

we're at the plane, and it flies.

Now, what would it take to sink
that barge from the air, Colonel?

We could rig mortar shells
with dynamite.

A direct hit anywhere,
would sink it.

Wouldn't have to carry more
than 200 pounds, would it?

- Mm-mmm.
- Well, let's see.

From the plane to Manila is...

maybe 180, 200 miles.

You know, with a little luck,
I think I can make it.

Unless, there's another pilot
on this rock, Colonel?

No.

Well, it looks to me
like you fellas are drawin'

to an inside straight, and I'm
the card who fits in the middle.

Mr. Corbett,
you don't really believe

that we would allow
the future of my country

to be placed into the hands of
a man that deals with traitors?

Well, I understand your problem,
I appreciate your concern,

but if there's anybody
to take my place,

I'll gladly step aside, but I just
don't see that we have a choice here.

Of course, we could all
just sit around on our duffs

and wait till the Japanese get the
gold, if that's what you want.

You don't fool me.

A man of your background and
character won't do such things

for nothing, but...

Well, now, wait a minute,
wait, wait.

Hold on just a minute.

Who said I was gonna do it
for nothing?

I don't have that kind
of character, you're right.

What is your price, Mr. Corbett?

Hmm?

I said, what is your price?

Well, I'll be fair about this,
I think I should get...

well, I think it should be
something that I can see,

something that I can,
you know, feel, touch, smell.

Something I can depend on, so,

I guess, maybe
that would be the airplane.

I'll tell you what we'll do,
you give me that airplane

and I'll fly down the Pasig River,

the Japs will think I'm gonna
bomb the oil depot in Manila.

And while I'm there, I'll drop a bomb
right in the middle of the Batangas

and sink the gold for you.

And the airplane is mine lock,
stock, and barrel, clear title.

I get a little wind in my tail,
I might have a ticket to safety.

It's a little chancy,
but it's the only one I got.

Is it a deal?

Jap patrol boat.

Duck.

Feel like changing your diaper?

I'd rather change my mind.

Easy with the bombs.

He's hit!

Get him off the beach.

Hurry!

Get those bombs.

Put him down.

Joan, forget that.

Listen,

make sure that Corbett doesn't
get in that plane alone,

if he does, you fly right
to the nearest

and safest island.

You... you crazy bastard.

You sink that barge.

He's dead.

Let's go.

Colonel... Robert...
A. Turner.

Assigned to high command.

How much farther to the road?

Flashlight.

This is the road
that the Japanese use

four, five miles away.

You think we could make it
by dawn?

What are we gonna do
with a road full of Japs?

Well, it's awful hard to find a
truck in the middle of a rice paddy.

You're gonna highjack a Jap truck?

Ma'am, you...
you don't play the odds.

We've only got five or six days
to make it to Pagal.

We'll never make it there
without transportation.

Well, why don't we just go
by carabao?

Back in the nice and safe
back country somewhere, huh?

I'm gonna have to sew that
up again when I have the time.

Well, that's decent of you.

It's all right.

It's my job to see to it
you make it there

with two arms to fly with.

The sight of blood doesn't
bother you, does it?

Not when it's yours.

Get those clothes off them.

Get them off the road.

Let's go.

Here, put this on.

You were told to stay
in a safe place.

If you got yourself killed
playing hero,

you would've ruined
the whole mission.

Now, look, sweetheart,
if this truck had gotten away,

the chances of my getting
to that plane

and off this island would've
been somewhat slimmer.

That was necessity work,
and it wasn't courage.

By the way, that was a nice
pitch you did back there.

Thanks.

Of course, you were the only one
who qualified for the job.

There's no more road left
to Pagalion.

They have been radioed.

There will be enough supplies and
guerrillas waiting to help us.

Good.

Then from there, it's only 10 more
miles to the jungle to Mambuki.

- Thirsty?
- Oh, thank you.

Duck!

That noonday traffic's
getting a little thick.

Roadblock.

Oh, give me a stick of dynamite.

Match.

Back home, I'd have won me
a stogie for shooting like this.

Francisco, you take the wheel.

Yes, Ma'am.

Corbett, come on,
get into the truck.

Dynamite!
Roll it, Francisco!

Get down!

I would say we're...

25 miles from Pagal.

We're making good time.

Japs find what's left
of that burned-out checkpoint,

afraid it's not
gonna be good enough.

They're Filipinos.

Could be,
and it could be a Jap trick.

They are Filipinos.

Thanks for shooting down our
truck, you stupid bastard!

There is roadblock ahead.

The Japanese can be here
any minute now.

Can they get us around it?

We can pass there.

Let's get the bombs off the truck.

Come on, let's go!

Get rid of those Jap jackets.

Get those bombs.

He and one man will lead us
to Pagal.

- How long will it take?
- One day and a half to two days

- by mountain path.
- Let's go.

Can we rest a minute?

Santos, we'll rest here.

You know, if time is of the essence
now that we've passed the roadblock,

why don't we get back to the road?

We don't dare hijack
another Jap truck.

They'd guess our destination
and be swarming all over Pagal.

Who said anything about hijack?

You know, the Japs may be
on Corregidor in a day or two.

We're wasting time running
around over these mountains

like a bunch of goats.

Well, we'll just have to pray
for our luck.

You make your luck.

There've been four trucks
by here in the past hour.

When are we gonna hitch that ride?

Well, we're waiting
for an empty one.

This waiting is getting
to my belly.

Does flying smugglers and traders

get you in the belly, too?

You get to where you
don't think about it,

you think about the buck.

That's what it's all about,
isn't it?

For all of us.

The buck, right?

Those men on Corregidor,

they're not dying
because of a buck.

What are they dying for?

Maybe somebody else's buck
and they don't know it,

but they're dying for it.

You think I'm blind?

I saw a submarine sunk,

a dozen or so men bombed,
strafed and shot...

all for a load of gold.

That's the biggest buck of all,
isn't it?

Gold?

Sir, more trucks below.

This could be it.

That's it.

It's empty.

When the convoy stops,
get in the last truck.

I'll meet you.

Come on.

Hmm. If it's like this
on "Bomb the Batangas" day,

you'd be lucky
if you find a river.

If it's like this, I'll be lucky
if I'm not in the river.

You know, the chances of you flying
away from that barge are pretty slim.

Why are you doing it?

Well, I'll tell you, honeybunch,
I look at it like this.

The chances of a good pilot
getting away clean

are about 50/50, so I figure my
odds are more like three to one.

You didn't answer my question.

Couldn't it be because a part of you
wants to help the Filipino people?

After all, you reap what you sow.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

And if I cast my own bread
upon the water,

I'll get back a whole sandwich,
right?

Hmm?

You better lay off me,
preacher's daughter.

I am what I am because of me.

If I crack up, it's gonna be
because I make a mistake.

Nobody else.

What do you think?

Too early.

We'll wait for an hour.

If we don't see any Japs,
then, it's safe.

Japs or no Japs, we still
send a man down to check.

Arm inspection.

How you doing, sport?

It's so quiet here on Luzon

after that night and day
shelling on Corregidor.

Wish I could stay awake
to enjoy it.

No infection.

Still should stitch it up
in Pagal.

Corbett?

We sent Francisco down to check
when they had to move out some.

That's it.

- How are you?
- Mr. Corbett.

Mr. Corbett, sir.

Has Corregidor fallen yet?

No, not yet.

Has there been any Japanese
in this village?

We haven't had any
for the past two weeks.

I'm gonna have to have some place
where I can fix up Mr. Corbett's arm.

You may use my house.

Come with me.

Mr. Corbett, the Philippines
will never forget you

for what you're attempting to do.

Oh, that's all right, just give me a
handful of cigars, we'll call it even.

Please come with me.

Maria?

Maria.

Take care of their needs.

If you'll excuse me,

I'll take care of your supplies
for the rest of your job.

Thank you.

Uh, Maria,
I'll need some disinfectant.

Alcohol, iodine,
anything like that.

Yes, Ma'am, I have some.

You better take off those socks.

I thought it was my arm.

I'll have to try to find
a clean pair for you.

If I can't,
I'll have to wash those.

I don't want any fungus
blighting your walls.

No, I don't think a doctor
as dirty as you should operate.

I wash what I have to
and get the rest later.

Am I as dirty as you?

No, just shows up more.

Oh, thank you.

Can I be of any help?

Ah... naw...

You don't wanna see
a grown man cry, do you?

We'll call you.

You know, I'm gonna say
something, Corbett,

and I don't want you to say
anything in reply.

But you are doing something
very valuable for the Filipinos,

and we appreciate it.

Oh, okay, okay.

Maria?

Just go ahead and get
your tools torched already.

Sweetheart, have you got any
of that other kind of alcohol?

Basi?

Yes, I'll get it for you.

You didn't need any of that
the last time I did this.

You never know when a drink's
gonna be your last.

The headhunters
may not carry my brand.

- May I pour it for you?
- Oh, yes, please.

Thank you.

We may have little together later.

Maybe.

Maria...

Don't forget the cigars.

Bye-bye.

Lady, you're gonna make
a drunk out of me, you know?

Whatever brought you to the
Philippines in the first place?

Year and a half on a freighter,
getting tired of reading books,

jumped ship, Manila,
I was looking for the buck.

Little craps, little cards,

built an inside straight,
so I stayed.

And the war came along and knocked
Humpty Dumpty off of his wall.

Oh, no, no, that's
when the prices got right.

I wanted one big one before I cut
out, sort of a five-year nest-egg.

So I went to the game with guts
and caught a pair.

Bernabe.

And his buddy... Jesus.

Back to back.

You don't really care
very much for people, do you?

Sure, I do.

They don't cause me no worry.

Don't you approve?

I wouldn't worry about it.

You don't approve of me, do you?

Hmm?

I'm a distasteful example of
American free enterprise, right?

I'm not here to judge you.

You're doing something very
valuable for the Philippine people.

I don't care why.

"Judge ye not,
lest ye be judged so,

and ye shall reap."

Don't you preacher's daughters
ever use words like love and sex?

Maybe you don't know
what they mean.

I'm not a sex-starved virgin
of the jungle, Mr. Corbett.

I'm a deeply fulfilled married woman,
and I know what those words mean.

You're married?

Yes.

I assumed you knew that.

No.

Well, here's to sex, love,
and the American mother.

Francisco, have you seen Corbett?

No, not since morning.

Better go find him.

The radio says
there's no change at Corregidor.

They've loaded your bombs
and supplies on carabao.

We'll summon if you need them.

Actually, the fewer men,
the better going into Mamburao.

There's some ammunition
if you need it.

Good.

Japanese.

We can't leave without Corbett.

Corbett!

Corbett, are you in there?

Answer me, Corbett!

Corbett!

Corbett?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Fantine!

Get him out.

Hey, good job.

All right, all right,
good job, sir.

Get him over to the well.

All right.

The captain...

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Get him on the carabao.

I'll shoot number two!
Kid Corbett!

Whoa, whoa!

I'm Corpus,
the mayor of this town.

May I help you?

We know that there are high
American officers in this area.

There are no Americans
in this village.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Whoa, whoa, horse, whoa.

Come on, come on.

Whoa.

Wait a minute.

Hey, wait.

How about timeout for a recess?

We'll go until dark,
then rest for the night.

Well...

nothing like a nice
friendly little campfire.

If you're coming up for food, you're
gonna have to scrounge for yourself

because we're all out.

Couldn't care less.

- How's your head?
- I don't know.

You haven't seen it anywhere,
have you?

You sure do cave
into temptation, don't you?

Well, I give my best shot, I try.

Well, start trying not to,
for a change.

You almost ruined
this whole mission.

Thank God, there's not
gonna be anything stronger

from here on out than coconut milk

and nothing more enticing
than a nice, soft monkey.

Let me see that tomorrow.

You're either selling yourself short,
or you're being coy, which is it?

What?

There's an enticement
two feet away from me,

who's trying to act
like a top sergeant.

I do not act...

I said "try".

You can't cut it, you
give yourself away every time.

Please, can't we call a truce?

- Just for the rest...?
- All right, all right.

Truce, truce.

Send up a white flag.

- All right?
- Right.

Well, I'll tell you something,
sweetheart.

We've barely been out of each
other's sight for four days.

We've eaten together, laughed together,
killed together, slept together,

in a manner of speaking.

In a situation like that,
you know,

now you had to figure that we'd
either be friends or lovers, right?

Friends or lovers?

Where did you ever get
such an idea?

Well, I cased the
chemical elements.

Lady, you ain't a man's
best friend.

So you know what that leaves?

Zero.

That's what that leaves.
Zero.

Hell, it does.

You seem to naturally assume that
kind of relationship with all...

I didn't assume those looks.

I didn't assume those touches.

You think I've been
encouraging you?

You don't remember your hand

underneath my head
on the truck, what was that?

Why don't we just lay
our cards on the table?

Everything above board.

Friends, I've got plenty
of friends.

You're gonna be doing that a lot.

You're our way to get
that gold, and that's all.

You're just another hotshot to
me, and that does mean zero.

Two hotshot husbands and two very cold
divorces have taught me that much.

Two divorces?

Man, you are full
of surprises, ain't you?

You bet your sweet cheeks, I am.

And a third on the hoof.

Seems I'm not the only one
caving into temptation.

Marriage is no temptation,
Mr. Corbett.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, I mean, marriage...

I know what you mean.

You mean there's nothing
tempting about a husband.

Otherwise, you wouldn't
be willing to get yourself

damn near killed getting away
from number three.

Where'd you ever get such an idea?

I'm not trying to get away
from my husband.

Then, where is he?
Why aren't you with him?

I'm not with him
because I'm going to him.

He's in Mamburao.

He's been running the mission
ever since my father's death.

Is that all of your surprises?
I mean, are you finished?

You know, you kind of knocked me
off balance for a minute back there

when you said
you were married, right?

That's a pretty good curve.

Why?

Because you're hopelessly
enthralled with my sweet nature?

No, no, it's just that...

Well, you're the only broad
available for this trip.

When you got stressed, I...

I was worried those soft monkeys
would start looking good to me.

That's Mamburao.

Well, sweet cheeks, are you sure
these people are neighborly?

Still got a river between us.

Mosquitoes must be working
for the Balangas.

Santos, these carabaos
are more trouble

than they're worth, we'd make
better time without 'em.

Yes, you're right.

Say, what is that thing?

Oh, it's a charm
the Balangas gave me

when I helped them
through a sickness.

It's supposed to keep away
evil spirits.

Mamburao?

Wait a minute.

This way.

Get down!

Wait a minute, don't fire.

Stay low.

Wait a minute!

They've sent some men out
for bangkas, boats.

They've also sent some more men out
to set some traps that will kill.

Oh, God, sometimes
I wonder if that gold

is really worth all the death
it's caused.

You got to believe it is
or you'd go crazy.

You know, I believe you're right.

I believe it is for the buck.

Why are so many people
willing to die for it?

I've delivered babies,
operated, vaccinated,

when everything else failed,
I prayed.

Dad and I have lived in these islands
for 10 years, trying to save lives.

Why?

So they could be bombed,
strafed, and shot for the buck.

You're not responsible for that.

Then, who is?

Let them be here,
not the innocents.

You're forgetting what you said.

Without that gold,
there may not be a Philippines.

Oh, I love these islands
and these people.

I want you.

I want you on that plane with me.

We could find an island.

Well, that's the end of the trail.

Not quite.

Below here, the Balangas have a
ladder that leads down to the river.

Two miles down that river
is the mission.

Well, let's move it.

I'll go first.

Francisco, hurry!

Move it.

My God. Joan!

Faster!

Easy.

Easy!

We need a doctor!

I'm a doctor.

She was hit by a Jap bullet
about two miles upriver.

You're Corbett?

That's right.

I'm Dr. Reyes.

- You're her husband?
- No.

Her husband was killed two
days ago by the Japanese.

Underground radio,
you were coming.

The airplane is almost ready.

Yeah.

Let's go.

We're gonna have to rig
the bombs on the wings.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

She's been asking for you.

Dr. Reyes...

The radio!

You're gonna lay around
that sack all day?

Will the airplane work?

It'll do just fine.

Dr. Reyes is a good mechanic.

There's enough gasoline
to get to the safest island?

It's gonna be one...

hell of a lonely island
without you, sweet cheeks.

For a little while.

I appreciate that, Chip.

Another time,

another place,

We could've had it all.

Crazy bastard.

Sink that barge.

Corbett, Corregidor has fallen.

We must leave right away.

Not we, I'm going alone.

Col. Turner said
someone has to go with you.

If this doesn't work out, there's no
sense in two of us getting killed.

- Yeah, but...
- There's nothing,

absolutely nothing that you can
do to help with it.

Well, I'm sorry.

He said someone has to go
with you.

Well, damn it, I'm sorry, too.

Man, this is gonna be harder
to beat than four of a kind.

Go, baby.

Nothin' to it.

Except people get killed.