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Aah!

Achtung!

They're here.

They're coming, sir.

Hand me those files over there,

will you, please?

Colonel waldron, you know Herr Ender.

A doctor from the Swiss red cross.

Oberstleutnant Strauss.

Major Von Steiner.

Colonel waldron is the senior British officer,

Major Rose, head of The Intelligence Committee,

Wing Commander Shurlock,

head of The Escape Committee, nicht wahr?

I think you've come to investigate

the killing of my officer.

An accident.

The red cross shall see the whole camp--

your sleeping quarters, mess, toilet--

and see that you are being treated well,

according to the spirit of the Geneva convention.

Come on.

All prisoners report to the barracks

for red cross inspection.

Please, sir, can I have my ball back?

You are the sport fuhrer?

I'm Colby.

Colby?

That's very familiar.

It's a common name.

They're very enthusiastic.

No bloody good,

but very enthusiastic, yeah.

Do you play matches?

Oh, yeah.

We have a league, four divisions.

We even play internationals.

Internationals?

Yeah.

England, Ireland, Scotland, wales.

Ah, you call that international.

It would be international

if you played against Germany.

We'd murder you.

Oh.

Colby.

John Colby.

Yes. West Ham United and England.

That's right.

It's a shame the war has ended your career.

Interrupted.

Let's hope so.

The colonel's protest

will be a waste of breath, I'm afraid.

Two hearts.

If we don't kick up a stink,

we give the blighters permission to do it again.

No bid.

Pass.

Colby, what were you talking to Jerry about?

None of your business.

Two spades.

It is our business.

You were seen in conversation

with the enemy--

a Major Von Steiner.

What did he want?

He recognized me.

As what? Pass?

Pass.

So the Major's a football fan?

Elementary, my dear Shurlock.

Karl Von Steiner

played for Germany in 1938.

What did he say to you?

Buzz off.

In German?

Yeah.

Shh. I think I'm getting something.

The minister of propaganda

is working to extremes to divert world attention

from losses in north Africa

and the reported inhuman treatment of the prisoners

from east European nations.

What's the verdict

on Williams?

A regrettable mistake.

The whole bloody war's

a regrettable mistake.

I agree.

Do you?

Well, you can believe me or not.

It's nothing to me.

If nations could settle their differences

on the football pitch,

wouldn't that be a challenge?

How would you like to play a game

against a team from the Wiermont,

a team from the army base nearby?

What for,

to settle the war?

Unfortunately, no.

Let's say...

For morale.

Yours or ours?

For both.

Life in this place must be very boring.

What sort of team?

Are they any good?

I haven't chosen a team.

It's just an idea.

It's not an order.

You can't make US play.

No. It's a challenge.

Nah. It would be a washout,

a complete washout.

Why?

Well, look at them.

Look at them. They're bloody useless.

I mean, look at those clothes.

No bloody great boots.

They're charging about there

like a herd of elephants.

Play football?

They can hardly stand up.

Boots can be supplied.

You mean proper gear-- shirts, shorts?

No, no, no, no.

No bloody good.

They couldn't run about for 90 minutes.

They'll be chucking their guts up.

All right. I'm sorry.

Uh, major.

I'd want, uh...

Special conditions, special rations.

The team would have to live together,

eat together.

I'd want, uh, meat, fresh vegetables,

eggs...

Beer.

You'll talk to your colonel?

No matter what he says,

if you could supply US

with all that stuff,

you'd have a game of football.

Oh, which reminds me--

if it's confined to officers,

I'm not bloody playing.

I want a decent team.

I want the lads... From over there.

OK?

We shall see.

Oh, uh, just a minute.

Right. Escapes.

We've had all the usual requests,

but here's a new one you might like.

Peter Bailey has a plan

to pole-vault the south fence.

God, what will they think of next?

Oh, Christ. Refused.

Anything else?

No, no. Let's have Hatch in.

Hatch.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

You're American?

Mmm. Enlisted Canadian army.

'38, transferred commandos.

How long have you been with US?

Since Dieppe.

How many attempts?

Two on the way, then three.

Time before last, I got to Stuttgart.

How's this one going?

Sir, everything depends on the fact

that some goons don't patrol

when we're showering.

Uh, some of them?

Yes, like Hans and Anton.

At least one should be outside

walking back and forth,

but they know we're inside

having a shower.

So they come inside,

lean against the door,

have a smoke if they can bum one.

And I think if somebody went missing,

they wouldn't report it.

Why not?

They'd think they'd miscounted

and leave it until roll call.

If you'd cover for me at roll call,

I could be gone for days.

Wait a minute. You're going too fast for me.

How will you get out of the wash house?

There's a vent in the shower room.

It leads into

a storeroom or something.

Yes, I know.

It must match the one on the German side.

If I can get in and pick the lock...

You'd be back in the enclosure where you started.

I'd be alone.

I could get onto the roof,

go underneath the barbed wire,

and drop into the German compound.

Naked?

And, uh, how are you

planing to get out of the German compound...Naked?

I've got five or six ideas.

Shall we discuss them?

Yes.

Colby insisted on playing the other ranks

against the best of the officers.

What's the idea behind that?

I suppose he wants to pick

the best team possible.

He hasn't quite got the point, has he?

Tell him to come and see me, will you?

- Oh! - Oh!

Well done, son.

What's your name?

Sid Harmor.

How'd you like double rations for a month?

Whose mother do you want me to strangle?

Welcome aboard.

OK, I'm ready to sign up.

Sign up, Hatch.

Tackle him!

Goal!

Nice shot.

Thanks, Colby.

It's not like playing for Manchester,

but it's better than not playing at all.

Welcome aboard.

What about me?

Get out there.

What about me?

Get out there and play.

The map of Marburg is old, but it's reliable.

There's a fast train to Cologne

at 5:33 every Saturday.

Under the map is a sketch of the stadium

with exits, perspectives, and changing rooms.

Colonel...what are you talking about?

I'm talking about your escape, Colby.

My escape?

Yes, of course.

The whole team, if possible.

On the lorry taking you there,

you could loosen the floorboards

and drop out later.

You stick to scrounging, and I'll stick to football.

It's your duty as an officer.

It could be an excellent opportunity.

Certainly worth considering.

I am not interested in getting them killed.

Are you afraid to try?

Your escaping is just some bloody upper-crust game!

They've done their job,

and they want to be left alone until it's over.

Now, that will be all, Colby.

Thank you.

You see that?

Am I good, or am I good?

What's your name?

You know my name.

What's your name?

Terry. Terry Brady.

How'd you like to live with the officers?

Only if you've got a chaperone, mate.

Welcome aboard, Terry.

Shoot!

Where'd you learn to do that?

When I was a boy...

In Trinidad...

On the streets with the oranges.

How'd you like to play football

against the Germans?

Why not?

- Hey! Foul there! - Stupid bloody Hatch!

What the hell do you think this is?

Bloody hell!

What did I do?

You know bloody well!

You tell me. What'd I do?

You cannot tackle like that in soccer!

I was just going for the ball!

Use that American style again here,

and you'll be barred!

You play English. I play American.

Don't play the American game!

Get off!

What kind of game is this,

for old ladies and fairies?

I quit.

OK!

1, 2, 3,

4, 5, 6,

7, 8, 9,

turn.

1, 2, 3,

4, 5, 6...

Hatch, the committee has considered your plan.

You may see the tailor and the forger.

I've got to see the locksmith.

Yes, but see the tailor first.

That takes time.

7, 8, 9,

turn.

Thanks.

Hey, Colby!

Colby, I've been looking for you.

You know that football team of yours?

You know what you can do with it?

I don't want to be on that football team.

In fact, you couldn't pay me

to be on that football team, Colby.

You got it, Colby?

I don't need you or your football team anymore!

You got it?

I don't need this aggravation, Colby!

Captain Colby.

How are you?

Sit down, please.

Martin, zwei bier, bitte.

Why don't you tell me what this is all about?

Our football match has been taken

a little out of our hands.

Oh?

It has been decided

that a German national team

will play a combined team

from the prisoners of war

of the occupied territories

August 15th at Colombes Stadium

in Paris.

Paris?

That's crazy.

Come in, Mueller.

This is Hauptmann Reinhold Mueller,

coach for our national team.

Captain John Colby.

We've met...

A long time ago.

Ja, in London.

You were center half.

Hauptmann Mueller will assist me,

manage our team,

make sure you have everything you need.

Paris.

What if I refuse?

I think you will recognize

some of those names.

No, thank you.

Yeah.

There are some good players on here--

British, French,

Dutch...

Even a Norwegian.

What about the Poles and the Czechs?

I mean, off the top of my head,

I could think of half a dozen

east European players

who would have to be on that squad.

Isn't that so, Mueller?

I'm sorry. I cannot let you

have any eastern Europeans.

Why not?

It's impossible.

Officially, they do not exist.

Germany does not recognize them

as prisoners of war.

They're in labor camps.

Well, maybe not officially,

but they do exist as players...

Don't they?

I don't know whether these east European players

are alive or dead,

but you can find that out.

As an officer and a gentlemen,

you are obliged to give me

a marginal chance of winning.

Make your list, captain.

I'll see what I can do.

Collaboration pays.

I don't consider it collaboration.

And you are to be exhibited in Paris

like performing fleas?

London won't take very kindly to this.

You've informed London?

No need.

The German propaganda machine

will take care of that.

Dr. Hatch.

Ah.

A customer. Good.

How are you?

I'm very well, very well.

Now, if you'll just get dressed...

That's it. Over there.

Will you chaps stand guard

while I deal with our American friend here?

Stay where you are, Billy.

Just, uh, just listen.

Here we are.

Uh, have you shaved?

Have you shaved?

Good enough?

Very good.

You know, it's really rather gratifying.

In spite of the relatively good conditions here,

compared to other camps, that is,

everyone still wants to escape.

Getting dressed? Good.

Don't dillydally.

Now, I can't promise you a studio portrait,

but it'll do.

Ahh.

You didn't make the lens as well,

did you?

No. I'm a genius, not a magician.

Sit down.

Right, now, don't smile.

We want that criminal look

associated with passport photographs.

Just, uh, sullen, depressed, dejected.

That--that's-- that's lovely.

Hold that.

Wait, wait.

One more for luck?

No. Film's too valuable. Sorry.

This will do.

And there we are.

Now, Dupain is the name you want, is it?

Yeah, Marcel Dupain, electrician.

I need an address in Lyons

and papers to show

I'm a conscripted worker.

Yes. Why does Monsieur Dupain want to go home?

Uh, compassionate leave, death in the family.

Can you do it?

Yes. It's quite simple. Quite simple.

I might even manage a letter

on your bereavement.

Let's see. What have we got?

Uh...French Police...

And Germany...

Health officer...

Military district.

They keep changing.

That's very inconsiderate of them.

Very. How long will it take?

You must realize it's my busy time.

Everybody wants to escape in the good weather.

Just, uh, be patient, alright?

Be patient. Yeah.

Thanks.

Hmm.

Who the hell are they?

Who the hell are those guys?

I've had it. Look.

They switched the guards on me.

Those goons are patrolling outside of the wash house.

Yes, I know.

What do you mean you know?

I know. Hans and Anton have been switched

to watch over the football team.

- Colby's football team? - Mm-hmm.

I needed those guards.

In two or three weeks, I was gone.

Well, that's bad luck.

Just between ourselves,

I never thought it was a very good plan.

Here we are.

Oh, uh, Luis, this is Arthur.

Hello, Arthur.

Sid, Terry.

Luis Fernandez.

Terry.

Here's your beds over here.

I'll have a top one.

Help yourself.

First come, first served.

I'll take the bottom one

in case I sleepwalk.

Not bad.

It's like the savoy hotel.

How would you know?

And no bleeding chambermaids.

Is this one?

Hi, guys.

What are you doing?

I'm joining the team.

Oh? Tell me everything.

Being on this team's a one-way ticket

out of here, right?

You're not on this team.

Oh, yeah, sure, I am.

I'm the trainer.

- The what? - The trainer.

You forgot to put in for a trainer.

Maybe I can't play

your kind of football, right?

But in my kind, you know everything

about bruises, sprains,

and Charley horses.

Just get your Von Steiner

to get me some bandages,

some liniment, oil, tapes,

we're in business.

I don't want a trainer.

Colby, I'm a ballplayer.

I don't want to be left out

of something like this.

Pull the other one.

I just want to be around the guys.

Bullshit.

Don't do this to me.

I don't need a con man.

You and your team wrecked my escape.

How?

I was ready and waiting for my papers.

I was going through the wash hut,

but only if those goons were on duty.

Now those goons have been transferred to you.

The only way out is through that team.

No.

Why not?

I won't be responsible for your death.

You'll get yourself shot.

That's my choice, isn't it?

Is it yes or no?

OK.

Tony.

Nice to see you.

Great to see you. How are you?

Hello. Hatch, the trainer.

Doug Clure.

Yeah. What's going on?

I'll tell you in a minute.

Colby's my name. Hello.

Hatch, the trainer. Welcome to my holiday camp.

Hello. How are you?

Eric Ball, right?

Colby.

Hatch, the trainer.

Hello. How are you?

Come inside.

Hatch, the trainer.

Have something to eat, and I'll explain.

The extra food is part of the deal.

We still respond to roll call

three times a day,

but apart from that, we make our own rules.

There is no rank here.

This is a football team.

I am the captain and the manager.

Any questions?

Well...

I don't know how you did it.

But cheers anyway.

It's been a long time,

and none of US feels like

or looks like world-class players.

It'll be difficult

getting into shape with those boots,

so let's hope the German major

gives US the proper gear.

Well...

Uh, we got to start somewhere,

so let's start with basics, shall we?

Slow, easy stretching and pulling, OK?

We won't be needing that for a while.

Let's go. Pick 'em up.

Left, left. Left, right, left, right.

Pick 'em up, pick 'em up, put 'em down.

Good, good, good, good.

Good, Colby.

Come on, guys, pick 'em up, put 'em down.

Good.

They're in different sizes,

so make sure everything fits.

Everything fits!

I want you to know if you're having trouble

with appendicitis or heart attacks,

that's OK.

No problem, I can handle that,

but I don't want any blisters!

No blisters allowed!

If there's anything wrong with you guys,

tell me now, not later, OK?

Little inconveniences like anal bleeding,

tuberculosis, growing tumors,

little inconveniences like that, all right?

Shut up, Hatch.

I'm just trying to get some team spirit going,

right, guys?

Yes, yes.

Well, make sure everything fits.

Yeah, everything fits. Everything fits.

I'll keep this myself.

Whoa! Look at this one.

Aren't they lovely?

Take no notice, lads. They're only jealous.

Who's the pretty boy, then?

Up yours!

If you can get up here, don't try and run through.

Don't try and be a hero and get a goal yourself.

That center I want up there,

and I want you to pass, pass.

Always pass.

Let the ball do the running for you.

Don't try and run with it.

You're in no condition to run for 90 minutes,

I tell you.

This especially applies to wingers.

If you can't cross, don't run it through.

Try and get a corner.

A set piece works in our favor,

which means that as they--

give me this.

Colby, after giving me ball here,

I do this, this,

this, this,

this, this, this...

Goal!

Easy.

That's the right spirit, Luis.

Keep it up, before you know it,

you'll have me thinking it's easy.

Colby, old chap.

Waldron would like a word.

Oh.

I'll be right back, lads.

How did they get here?

I insisted on having them.

You insisted?

They're all great players.

They were.

You are a naive fool, Colby,

insisting on great players.

Von Steiner has sent you five skeletons,

guarantees that you'll

turn up in Paris

for his propaganda victory.

Colonel, I--

the Germans are doing their job

very well.

London knows.

We heard it on the news.

It's in all the papers.

They're calling it another German lie.

London is saying no British officer

would be involved in such a game.

London is saying, colonel?

What about those poor bastards there?

Do we send them back to the labor camps?

That's a very good question, Colby.

Colby, they can't go in there like that,

full of lice.

We should take them around back,

scrub them,

take off their clothes and burn them.

You guys want to get some water?

Anybody got any soap?

Yeah. I have. I got DDT as well.

Alright.

Go on, guys. Get some water.

I'm responsible for them being here...

And I am responsible for them being sent back

if we don't play.

Well...

I can't do that.

But I can't tell any of you

to disobey his high command.

So each of you will have to

make his own decision.

We play.

What else can we do?

Yes, we'll play.

Yeah?

Everybody?

Yeah, come on, let's play.

Pass it around. Work on the foot.

Looking good.

You've got a good bunch.

These guys are coming along

real fine.

The Germans have to go some

to beat them.

You're an optimist.

What are you?

That's not bad, Hatch.

What's not bad?

Using your hands.

You've got feet, I've got hands.

Yeah. Give me that.

Get in there.

Sure thing, general.

Luis.

Luis...fire a few at him.

Ah, got to do better than that.

Come on, you guys! Fire them in here!

Here we go! Put 'em in there!

Give me some balls, Charlie.

You're getting serious now, huh?

Fire 'em in here.

Let's go, alright?

Come on, don't be afraid of me.

Yeah, what, what?

Faster!

Whoa!

Right down the middle!

Can you do it with your mouth shut?

The mouth and the hands

work together as a team.

Come on, come on, come on!

Get your body behind it.

Not like that. Like that.

Hands behind it,

pull it into the chest.

Don't worry about it.

Come on, Hatch. I want to see you now.

I thought you're my friend.

I am your friend.

You know, Hatch, to be honest with you,

you don't kick well,

you don't dribble well,

but you could be a good goalkeeper.

Keep trying.

Thanks a lot.

He's right. You're not bad.

Hmm...ca va, Monsieur Dupain?

I'm good.

Do you have my papers?

It was ready,

but the colonel's taken it.

He wants to see you.

- The colonel? - Mm-hmm.

The colonel took my passport?

Yes, he did.

Thanks.

Oh, uh, how's that French coming along?

Comme ci comme ca.

You don't need much.

"I am going to a funeral."

Uh, je vais enterrement...

Something like that.

Well, the papers are good.

Oh, Hatch!

Uh...

Remember to take your identity tag.

We don't want to be shot as a spy.

No. I don't want to be shot as anything.

Au revoir.

He's on his way, sir.

Good.

Enter.

Hatch.

Hello.

Sit down.

Cup of tea?

Yes, please.

Tea?

Beautiful.

God knows what the fellow will do

in civilian life.

Make his own pound notes and share certificates.

Are you ready?

Pretty near.

Anything else we can do for you?

No, but thanks for helping out.

Don't thank US, old boy. It's a team effort.

What Pyrie means is that nowadays

the Germans know all the tricks.

It's almost impossible to escape without help.

Helping one another is the most important part

of the whole thing.

How would you like to do

something to help US out?

Provided, of course, that you get out?

Which way were you, um, planning to go?

Oh, to Lyons, near the Swiss border.

Switzerland?

I suppose you hadn't thought

of going via Paris, had you?

No. Paris? No, sir.

You'd find it easier.

They wouldn't expect you to go that way.

That's still occupied territory.

Where do I go from there?

We could supply you with contacts, names,

and safe houses.

You'd be well looked after.

No, thanks.

Thank you all for your concern,

but I don't plan to see Paris

until after the war.

Hmm? Hmm?

Why, colonel?

We want you to contact the resistance for US.

What?

And arrange the escape of the football team.

Colby's escape?

All of them. The whole team.

This match is a propaganda stunt

for the Germans.

It's a wonderful opportunity for US.

But why send me?

The French may have thought of all this.

Indeed they may.

But then again, they may not.

We have to get word to them somehow.

What do you want me to do?

Find out if an escape is feasible.

Ask them to try it.

If they won't?

They won't.

But they'd help you get to Spain or Switzerland.

I suppose I could do that.

Wonderful.

Thank you.

I'll go over the details tonight.

Not a word to Colby.

He'll have to know something.

He'll have to know you're going, but not why.

I really don't believe this.

What?

This frigging game is wrecking my life.

Sir.

Good luck.

Red cross here.

Rotes Kreuz.

Good?

Gut, gut.

All the best, Hatch.

Hope he makes it.

Das ist genug! Bereit euch!

Rasch. Heraus.

Heraus.

Rasch.

Abgetreten!

Lads, stay close to him.

Easy, easy.

Aye. He doesn't have

quite so much to say for himself, eh?

Achtung! Achtung!

Lights out!

Lights out!

Bis morgen.

Gut.

Tschuss.

Gute nacht, fraulein.

Offnen.

Nach Paris, bitte.

Madame, komme.

Was ist ihr grund ihrer reise?

Parlez-vous Francais?

Sprechen sie nicht Deutsch?

Non. Je vais enterrement

a Paris.

Je vais enterrement.

Mon cherie!

Merci.

Salut.

- Salut. - Salut.

Autre?

Mister?

The answer is no.

That's what I figured.

We do not know where they will stay in Paris,

and I do not want battle in the streets.

The Germans will have a whole battalion at least

at the Colombes Stadium.

What'd he say?

There were sewers there,

sewers going into the seine.

It's covered over now.

Who knows?

We will have a look, OK? Bonsoir.

What am I supposed to do?

You will stay with Renée, please.

The house is safe, OK?

Goodbye.

Salut.

Au revoir, Renée.

Bonsoir.

Thanks. No-- merci.

Look, lady, I just said thanks.

No offense.

We are both on the same side, aren't we?

Please...

I just wanted to talk.

It's been a long time

since I've talked to a woman.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Parlez-vous English?

I understand you very well.

Why don't you sit down and we'll talk?

Hatch. My friends call me Hatch.

No!

You don't want to be my friend?

I didn't want to hear your name.

Say nothing else about yourself.

The less I know,

the better it is for you.

And for you?

And for me, too.

My being here puts you in a tough spot.

Is that why you're mad?

I'm not mad.

Being in a tough spot, as you call it,

is where I choose to be.

How do you feel about me being here?

- How do I feel? - Mm-hmm.

I feel responsible, hopeful.

When someone I sheltered is safe,

then I'm happy.

I can forget them.

But when I hear

that they've been caught or killed,

then I remember everything.

I remember their face, their voices,

what they said about their parents,

their child, their pets, and I mourn for them.

I don't want to mourn for you.

Well, you're safe with me, Renée.

How?

Well, i'm, uh... An orphan, a bastard.

I have no parents,

no money, no wife, no children.

I don't even have a pet.

Anything I might say in my sleep to the contrary

can't be held against me.

Do you live here alone?

No.

Are you married?

He got killed the first week of the war.

I'm sorry.

Who do you live with?

Now with Francois.

Is that your boyfriend?

It's late. I'll have him move out of his room,

so you can sleep there.

Wait. You don't have to get Francois up.

I don't want to cause any trouble.

I can sleep here on the couch.

My son Francois.

Alles ist in ordnung.

Danke.

Easy, Terry.

Careful.

Shit.

Herr Kommandant, bitte!

The American's escape

has put me in a very bad position

with the commandant of the high command.

Hatch's escape had nothing to do with my team.

That was his own idea.

Your men covered for him.

What do you expect them to do?

What would you do?

I want your word, Colby,

there'll be no attempt to escape from the team.

Scout's honor.

The idea of the match was a friendly.

That was the idea.

I want your word.

I can't give it to you.

You will all be very closely guarded now.

All right.

Wacher, rein.

C'est ici.

And down the sewer here

we discover a foundation pile of the stadium.

Hmm... Sounds good to me.

But we must make sure which one it is.

We have to find the original plans.

We think the best chance to escape

will be from the visitors' dressing room.

Maybe they'll be left alone at halftime.

Maybe. But we can run into a concrete wall.

Anything can happen.

You will have to go back.

What?

To the camp... To tell them.

The team.

They must know that we'll be there.

It took me a year to get out.

We need a contact.

Colby must know and also your colonel.

That's not my problem.

You believe that?

Look, I don't know what to believe.

I don't. I mean, what-- what am I supposed to do,

break back into the camp?

No. You get captured.

Get captured.

All right. Suppose I get captured

and they send me to the wrong prisoner camp.

What about that?

The Germans will take you to the same place again

to show the other prisoners you're not a success.

You've got all the answers, don't you?

Yes.

Mister, you will leave tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

Yes. Tomorrow.

This frigging soccer game...

Allons-y.

I'll leave you my papers.

They're pretty good.

I'm sure somebody will be able to use them...

Alright?

Well...

He's back.

Schnell.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

Come on.

March, march.

So, our Hatch knows his mythology.

What does it mean?

Mercury...

Messenger of the gods.

No flies on Rosie.

News, eh?

How do we find out what it is?

Good question.

We sent him to Paris on your behalf,

yours and the team's.

Colonel...

I don't know what you're talking about.

We sent him to Paris to arrange your escape.

Hatch did that for you?

No. For you.

We could argue about that.

Why didn't you tell me?

No point unless he managed to arrange something.

He appears to have been successful.

The snag is, he can't tell US.

He's going to be in the cooler

until after the match.

You'll have to get him out of there, won't you?

Excuse me.

I have a training session.

Just a minute. Colby.

I know you wanted

to play for the sake of those eastern Europeans.

I admire you for it.

We both know you'll risk a court-martial for this

after the war.

What have you accomplished?

Given them two weeks of life?

What happens to them

after your match is over?

For the same reason you wanted to play,

you must escape... If you can.

What can I do? I can't get him out of there.

Hatch is officially your trainer, isn't he?

Von Steiner and the camp commandant

won't buy that one.

I have to think of something else.

Crazy yank.

You, colonel waldron, and Major Rose

will travel to Paris

along with other senior officers

from various camps to represent your countries.

I won't do it.

You have no choice.

Then I'll travel,

but I won't represent anything.

You will be seen.

The team will be ready to travel

at midday on Thursday.

Further arrangements will be announced later.

One of my men

is in the punishment block,

in solitary.

I'll give you a trainer. You don't need him.

Hatch is my goalkeeper.

The American? No.

Tony Lewis is your goalkeeper.

He's broken his arm.

When did this happen?

This morning.

Put someone else in goal.

Hatch is my best man.

I thought the idea was to give US a chance.

This is the idea.

If the camp doctor verifies this broken arm,

you may have the American.

Thank you.

Well, Tony...

Try and make it a clean break, will you?

I'll try.

I won't even get to see the game, will I?

Sit on the bed.

Put your arm between those two.

OK.

Aah!

Oui, monsieur.

The other is the same?

- Oui, monsieur. - Good.

Uh, Colby, I don't know how to play this game,

so where do I stand for the corner kick?

What?

I'm not good at the game.

Where do I stand for a corner kick?

Go to sleep, Hatch.

Schnell! Schnell!

Kommen sie aus.

Folgen sie mir.

Colby.

What?

Where do I stand for a corner kick?

The far post, facing the ball.

Thanks. For a while,

I thought you were keeping it a secret.

Mesdames et messieurs...

So a hearty welcome to all our listeners in England.

There's a few minutes to go

before the kickoff of this historic match.

This great crowd of 50,000

really has something to look forward to

during the next 90 minutes.

To ensure fair play and good sportsmanship,

the German organizers have picked a neutral

to referee the match.

And he's ready for the toss of the coin.

- Call? - Heads.

The winner will choose to kick off or defend,

but will probably choose to play toward the east goal

with the wind in his favor.

The allies will kick off this great event.

Well, I tell you, years from now,

men will say of this game,

"did it happen?"

Well, I tell you in the listening audience today,

it is happening.

We're all witness to an occasion

long to be remembered,

not as propaganda, as some would say,

but as a magnificent sporting spectacle.

Hatch, Hatch.

Hatch, Hatch. Halftime, halftime.

Alright. Thanks.

What did he say?

Alright, it's on for halftime.

Here's to victory.

- Victoire! - Victoire!

- Victoire! - Victoire!

Come on, look alive!

Let's go! Let's play ball!

Play hard, huh?

Let's play hard.

Harmor kicks off for the allies,

and the game has begun.

You'd have a job getting 22 better players

than are on the pitch right now.

The allies are playing it cool.

Very close.

Very close.

The ball is back in play by Schmidt,

Germany's legendary goalkeeper.

Reinhart... Reinhart to Becker...

To Baumann, number 4.

Forward now to Brandt.

Back to Albrecht, number 11.

Albrecht, out to the left...

He beats number 4...

Watch my back! Watch my back!

Here's your corner kick, Hatch.

Guys, help me out.

Defend that goal post.

Watch him back there. Watch him.

Watch it. Watch him there.

Heads up! I got it!

It's a goal!

Germany 1, the allies nil.

And listen to that applause!

The crowd is going wild.

You're as tight as a drum.

Just get me to halftime, Colby.

Don't get pulled off your line.

That's a foul!

Watch it back there. Watch it.

- Goal! - Goal!

Germany 2, allies nil.

Damn!

Penalty area.

The referee will probably call a penalty kick,

and he does.

This is the fella here.

Oh, come on!

The referee trying to settle them down.

The call will remain.

It'll be a penalty kick-- one on one.

Hatch, the goalkeeper.

He'll have to be on his line.

He takes a shot at you.

I'm supposed to stop it?

He cannot move until the ball is struck.

Yes, yes, indeed.

Germany's great Baumann will take the kick.

Goal!

And he puts it by Hatch,

and it's 3-0 in favor of Germany.

The allies kick off again.

It's Ray. Ray to Fernandez.

Fernandez back to ray.

And we have seen some very good football.

Very fortunate for US, indeed.

Baumann makes a beautiful tackle,

dispossesses him,

and the Germans are again on the attack.

So it's the Germans 4-nil.

Stay on the bloody line! I told you!

I missed.

I said stay on the line!

Narrow the angle down.

When they come in, narrow the angle.

We'll play 10 men.

I'll go forward, you cover left back.

This ain't going to be easy.

We've taken enough, lads! Let's get 'em!

The allies are playing with 10 men.

Interesting,

because Colby has chosen to give this advantage

to the Germans.

Get it out!

My ball!

4-1. Less than a minute until halftime.

This kind of action

reminds me of the world cup of '38,

played right here in Colombes Stadium in Paris.

The end of 45 minutes of play,

and it's been a brilliant first half.

Well done, lads.

Well, Hatch, we got you to halftime.

Let's see.

We scored a goal.

Oh, yeah? Who scored?

Terry scored a goal.

Fantastic. What's the score now?

4-1, but at least we scored a goal.

One goal.

We're doing good.

It's gonna be alright.

Win the second half, OK?

Yeah.

Way to go, guys.

What's happening?

Alright, we're getting out of here.

How?

Our escape has been arranged to the seine river.

Once we reach the other side,

we'll blow the tunnel.

A boat will have US in the country in one hour.

Salut!

Vite, vite.

Vite, vite, vite.

Colby, take the lead. I'll take the rear.

OK. Get Lewis and Peters.

I don't want to go.

Shut up and get in.

We can beat them.

Hatch, we still got a chance.

A chance, my ass. Move!

Yeah, but Hatch, don't you see?

You guys crazy or something?

You have no chance.

You understand? No chance.

They've been lucky, that's all.

Them and the bloody ref.

They're a bunch of goddamn maniacs.

Come on, let's go!

Come on.

Hey, I don't want to go.

Let's go back. We can win this.

- Who said that? - I did.

It's not as though we're being slaughtered, skipper.

What do you mean we can win?

Colby, we're losing time.

You mean play the second half?

We only got a few minutes.

Yes, but we can win this!

Not with me in goal.

Sure, we can. He's not bad.

You want to go back to prison?

We need you!

Do as you want, but I'm leaving!

I ain't going back to prison!

You got to come back!

Forget it, Colby.

If you don't come back, we can't go!

Hatch! If you go, we have to go with you.

We can't go back without a goalie!

Hatch!

Please, Hatch. That game means a lot to US.

You know that.

We must go back. Please.

Hatch, let's go.

We can win.

Come on.

Hatch, if you run now,

we lose more than a game.

Please, Hatch.

Good luck, Hatch. Good luck.

Come on, lads. Let's get at 'em!

The allies are playing above themselves,

attacking desperately.

Oh-ho!

Quickly the allies have come back with a goal,

and it's 4-2.

Go out! Go out! Cross it!

15 minutes remain in this incredible game.

You won't see many better than this.

A marvelous game.

We anticipated it,

and so far it's a sizzler.

The Germans are in top form.

Get lost!

Get mean now! Fight back!

Yeah.

The goal has been disallowed.

No goal! No goal!

So that goal has been disallowed.

What do you mean no goal?

It's in there!

That's a bloody lie!

That's a bloody lie!

Well, this game has had all the drama.

An equalizing goal now not allowed.

So the allies are still behind 3 goals to 4.

I want to play.

You can't play like that.

I feel good. I feel better.

I must play.

Ref, he's coming back on!

3 goals to 4 in this football festival.

Only four minutes remaining, four very crucial minutes.

The Germans are powerful and very strong.

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Herr Schmidt, one of the world's best goalkeepers,

showing US again he's not lost any of his skill.

About a minute remaining.

Schmidt left-foots it down the field.

A deliberate foul by ray,

as the clock runs out,

and the penalty's correct.

Near the very end of the game,

they've resorted to fouling.

What a sad way to end this game.

Victoire!

Victoire!

Come on, Hatch. Come on.

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!

Victoire!