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Flugzeug!

Americano. Si, americano.

Kommen sie mit.

Non capisco. Der piloto!

Il piloto? Ja.

Was sagt er? Ist tot.

Ist gut. Heil Hitler.

Chiudere LA cancello.

Party, inward face!

Party, flag!

For as much as it hath pleased almighty God to take unto himself...

The soul of our dear brother here departed,

we therefore commit his body to the ground.

Uno, due, tre.

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Detail, outward turn!

Detail, quick march.

Major Fincham, will you now please dismiss your men, please.

Where is your commandant? As I told you, sir, major battaglia is indisposed.

Mmm. His orders are to disperse immediately after the funeral.

Major Fincham, please. Get that fascist bastard out here!

Grazia.

You had better follow me, please, colonel.

Thanks, pal.

What are they celebrating out there?

Mi maggiore.

Ryan, Joseph L. United States army air corps.

0718359.

Don't you salute senior officers in your army, major? Che dice?

Are you the official interpreter, captain? Yes, sir.

Then interpret exactly! Clear? Yes, sir.

Come? And add this.

No wonder Italy's losing the war with officers like him.

Well?

Battaglia! Battaglia!

Battaglia! Battaglia!

We have today buried our commanding officer,

Colonel Bryan David Lockart.

The purpose of this parade is to bear witness to his death...

And charge the man responsible for it!

Major battaglia!

The ninth fusiliers now formally charge you...

With the murder of colonel Lockart!

Come forward and meet your accusers!

Si, maggiore.

Battaglia! Battaglia! Follow me, please.

Disperdiamo LA canaglia!

Major Fincham, unless you dismiss your men now, it will be out of my hands.

That swine hasn't the guts.

You have left him no choice.

You've shot one of my men!

He's fainted, sir. It's ransom, one of those from hospital.

Dismiss.

Aprire LA cacello.

Parade, dismiss!

Captain Stein, one moment.

This is colonel Ryan. He needs your attention too.

- American. - Army air corps.

Begging your pardon, sir. Could you pass us the word?

Are we still beating them in sicily, sir? We took messina three days ago.

Are you reporting for sick parade, sergeant? No, sir.

I'm still trying to get the same things I've needed for my boys all along.

I'm afraid I still have the same answer for you. There isn't any.

Easy, fellas, easy. Over here, colonel.

The stool will do.

Looks like you've got a full house.

And getting Fuller, I'm afraid.

What's the matter with these men? Malaria, mostly.

A little scurvy. All of it made worse by malnutrition.

I've only alcohol for a disinfectant.

Go right ahead, doc.

How come you can't control the malaria with drugs?

The ities make no mepacrine.

The ities grow food. Why don't you get some extra rations for your sick?

And clean up some of this filth.

And perhaps get them some clean uniforms.

Our diet, like our filth, is battaglia's punishment for escape attempts.

He's taken our soap and razors, turned off our shower baths,

issued us with no uniforms or red cross parcels...

And kept us on half rations.

But he can't break us, and he can't stop us trying to escape.

Even with the way the war is going for us now?

Are you suggesting that we should knuckle under?

If that's what it takes, yes.

Liberation can only be a few weeks away.

Did you hear the colonel's suggestion, fellows?

What do you think?

Well, meaning no disrespect to him, sir,

I'd say the colonel ought to muck off, sir.

I can't expect you to understand this,

but these men belong to the ninth fusiliers.

This regiment fought with marlborough in 1704,

with Wellington against Napoleon-- froze and died in the crimea.

These men are all volunteers to a man, professionals,

and they've come to fight a war.

It may come as a piece of news to you, major, but that's why we're all here.

Yes. But each in his different way.

You ought to know that. You're a professional.

Negative. I'm what they call at home a 90-day wonder.

I'm an airplane driver, major. My business is flying.

Ours is soldiering. Okay. Clue me.

Suppose you do rig an escape. How many men get clear?

Colonel Ryan, if one gets out, it's a victory.

Sure, it is.

Can you have somebody show me where I bunk?

Sergeant major. Sir.

Escort colonel Ryan to his quarters. Yes, sir.

We dine at 6:00, sir. Major.

This way, colonel.

Sergeant Bostick, sir. 113th tank division. This is corporal giannini.

Welcome. Private ames.

Now, the reason we didn't say anything to you out by the sick bay,

we'd figured to catch you alone.

They've all gone to mess.

Are you cold, son? It's that damn malaria.

Don't knock it, Bostick. You ever have it, colonel?

Fever makes you dream.

And man, what dreams. You know what I mean, sir?

No, what?

Well, they-- hey, pretty sharp, huh?

You're a welcome sight, sir. We need an American officer real bad.

How many of us are there? Eight. We've lost two.

And if we don't get some decent grub and medicine, that's gonna double and triple.

That's tough. From what I've seen around here, everybody's in the same boat.

Sure, because the guys running it are section eight.

Those stir-crazy limey officers are trying to fight the war from in here.

They've got so many tunnels dug, sir, you don't

watch where you walk, you fall into one.

You expect me to keep them from digging?

You've got the rank for it, sir.

Now, don't get us wrong, sir. Nobody's here to defend battaglia.

He's a two-bit mussolini. But if they'd let up, he would too.

Now with sicily gone, our guys are gonna come through Italy like, uh,

shoe Polish through a tin horn.

All we gotta do is get ourselves healthy. Sit tight and wait.

Sergeant, these people have been here for two years.

I just got here. I'm gonna need time to check this thing out.

Not too long. Please, sir.

Three of my boys are just about gone now.

Colonel Ryan, this is captain Costanzo, our regimental chaplain.

Captain. Lieutenant orde.

Lieutenant. Delighted, colonel Ryan.

Please sit down. I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

Colonel Lockart always sat here.

I'll be fine right here. Thank you.

Major, if you don't mind talking about it, how did your colonel buy it?

He struck battaglia with his stick.

Do you see that sweat box there?

Colonel Lockart died in there last night,

which makes you the senior officer of this camp.

My regiment will await your orders.

It's still your regiment, major.

Thank you, sir.

It's made-- made from pumpkins, you know.

Just a little different, don't you think?

We couldn't help noticing where you sat, colonel.

It took 200 years to turn out those men, sergeant.

It took me 90 days.

They're nuts, sir. Maybe so, but it's their ball game.

And we're still shut out. We did that good with just a sergeant.

Now we got us a bird colonel.

A bird colonel outranks a birdbrain. Clear?

Anything else, sergeant? No, sir.

Bird is right. Chicken.

Okay, okay. Now we know we're on our own.

Do you feel up to a bit of running, sir? Running?

Dodging the lights, I mean. It's pretty important.

What the hell is this? Earth, sir, from the tunnel.

We reckon the barracks ceiling can hold two tons of it if we spread it around right.

Sorry to ask you to make this trip, but I thought you ought to be here.

Your countrymen were caught trying to steal supplies.

What supplies, major?

Escape rations. See for yourself.

These men are thieves, but since they're

Americans, I wanted your approval to punish them.

What's your side?

There's things my boys need in those parcels, sir.

Food, and what's more important, mepacrine. True, major?

Perfectly. But these men are thieves, and I intend to punish them.

Negative. These men are sick, and you've also

got 40 or 50 men in sick bay with the disease.

What the hell are you doing? War produces casualties, colonel Ryan.

Everyone in camp's been exposed to malaria.

The only way to insure a man's escape is to see

that he has the mepacrine to keep him going.

Forget the punishment, major. Bostick, get these men out of here.

See me in my quarters later. My boys are sick, sir.

Out.

Major, have those parcels moved to the sick bay.

What did you say?

That's a direct order. Damn your direct order.

I'm the ranking officer here, major. You'll deliver those parcels tonight.

Is that clear, mister?

You'd better know what you're doing, unless you want a mutiny on your hands.

Mutiny in the ninth fusiliers?

Wellington and Marlborough would spin in their graves, major. What?

Trecento diciasette, trecento diciotto,

diciannove, venti e ventuno.

321 present, 83 in hospital.

404 men present and accounted for.

You may dismiss, major. If you don't mind, captain,

I'm assuming command as senior officer of the camp.

Well, that is of course between you. I will inform major battaglia.

I'd rather do that personally. Will you take me to him?

Rest the men, major, but keep them here.

Stand at ease! Stand easy.

Avanti.

My major warns you that he has no patience left with the prisoners.

By taking command you have become personally responsible for their actions.

- Good. - Che dice?

And tell him that from now on things'll be much more different than they have been.

E simpatico.

You have made a good impression on the major,

but he warns you against trying to trick him.

Never. Of course not.

I tell you what. Ask the major if he'll come with me now.

I'll prove to him how different things will be around this camp.

Si, mi maggiore.

L'ispezione.

What in heaven's name is he doing?

What does it look like?

Ryan!

Ryan!

You can't do this. You can't do this to anyone.

I'm glad you could join us, major. If you betray us,

I promise you, you'll pay for it.

You're just in time to watch. Matter of fact,

you can have the men turn about face, and they can watch too.

Major?

Sergeant Bostick, rip up that shower floor.

Parade,

about turn!

All right! Now hear this.

While I'm in command, anyone attempting to escape from this compound...

Will be held for court-martial-- clear?

Stand steady!

On parade. You'll get the Nazi iron cross for this, Von Ryan.

By order of the commandant,

the showers will be turned on at 1200 hours.

Razors will be provided and delousing powder issued.

Beginning tonight, red cross parcels will be distributed once a week.

You may dismiss the parade. Whoa, whoa. Not so fast, captain.

What about the clothing in the red cross parcels in that storage house?

Che cosa dice? I advise you not to press this matter.

Because battaglia's got himself a sweet little

black market in red cross clothes. Right?

You tell this man I trusted him as a gentleman.

I want those clothes.

Vi ordino di ripetere! Il colonnello chiede di distributare del vino.

Vino? Per I prigioniere? Hah! Impossibile.

I'm sorry, the major says he cannot issue... wine.

Wine! Who the hell said anything about wine?

I'm talking about clothes.

It's for your own good, colonel.

Well, you let yourself

be bought pretty cheaply, didn't you?

Louse powder and hot water. Orde, dismiss the men.

I'll tell you when to dismiss, lieutenant. Bostick.

Yes, sir.

Tear the door off that bathhouse and use anything else you might need.

Right, sir.

Major Fincham, you will give an order for the men to strip.

Strip. Understand? Naked.

Parade... strip.

Now take off all of those rags.

All of them. And major,

that goes for the officers as well.

Pass that junk from the rear to the front of the line and throw it in the fire.

Si. Si.

Si.

Captain Costanzo, I said, "strip."

Sir, I take being a member of the cloth literally.

I bow to your convictions, captain.

- Here comes il duce! - Attention.

Spega le! Spega le!

The major feels the fire should be put out at once.

Spega il fuoco! Tell him we have no fire fighting equipment.

Diano l'allarme!

Pompa! Cretino!

Avevo fiducia de lui. "Gentleman!"

He says you are no gentleman, colonel.

Only by an act of congress. Now what about the clothing? Mettelo dentro.

Nella cella di rigore. Lasciatelo martire.

Ma I uomini sono tutti nudi, maggiore!

Dateli dei vestiti, ma lui, lui va in cella.

The prisoners will be issued clothing, colonel Ryan.

But you, sir, I'm afraid must follow me.

Aprire.

Good show, colonel.

Major Fincham, you may dismiss when ready.

We made it, colonel. Our guys landed at salerno.

Italy's surrendered.

That's great.

Just great. Our guys are ready to shove off,

but these limeys back here are giving us trouble.

Hello, sir. Are you all right?

Could you come right away? There's trouble.

There are no guards.

They bolted. Major Fincham has taken battaglia prisoner.

He's going to try him at a summary court-martial.

Let the war office records...

Show captain Stein appearing...

As defending officer, lt. Orde as prosecuting officer,

major Fincham presiding.

If the court pleases. Colonnello, per favore--

colonel Ryan, this is no affair of yours.

Like hell it isn't. I'm still the senior officer in this camp.

We are going to hold a summary court-martial

in the field according to regulations.

What happens when you find him guilty? According to regulations, of course.

He will be sentenced to death and hanged.

That'll be murder, because this man is now a civilian.

No, sir.

We're still at war, and the enemy is still the enemy.

I say hang him.

Major, release this man. Oriani, get him out of here.

The parade will stand at ease.

Per favore!

The major...

Begs me to say that he never meant you harm.

It was mussolini and his fascists...

Who forced him to be harsh.

Now it's all finished for Italy.

Let the killing be finished too.

You want your revenge with this?

I want justice.

Not only for colonel Lockart and the others

buried out there, but for those still alive.

We're 200 Miles behind the lines. I say not only military justice but military sense...

Dictates we cannot turn this man loose.

There's a better way, major.

You all want justice?

Then do to him what he did to your colonel. Put him in the sweat box to rot.

- No! - Yeah! Yeah!

You fool.

You soft-headed, sentimental fool.

That's privilege of rank. Damn your rank!

If letting that scum live costs the life of one of my men, I promise--

Scatter! Hit the deck! Hit the deck!

He pinpointed us on that pass. We'd better move quick.

Brilliant, colonel. Do you mind telling us where?

We're less than a day's march from the coast.

I could try to contact your Navy.

Move 400 men in broad daylight? You're mad. I'll lead you, colonel.

Why? Why should you? You think you hate the Germans more than I do, major Fincham?

It's worth a chance. If you trust the ities-- and I don't!

But I'm in command, and I say we move. Now!

Halt.

German convoy! Everybody down!

Those ruins could hide a thousand men.

Let them rest there for the night, while I go ahead and contact the ships.

How much farther to the coast?

Five, perhaps six Miles. I should be back well before dawn.

That's as pretty a place for a trap as I've ever seen.

Good luck, oriani. We'll be waiting for you. Let's go.

Die ganzen geleise sind zerschneiden!

Sehst du etwas?

Das ganze lager scheint leer zu sein.

Schnell, mit euch runter. Schnell!

Motor abstellen. Motor abstellen.

Hier!

Schiessen sie das schloss offen.

Heraus mit dir! Heraus.

No, no, no sparate! Soni il maggiore battaglia!

Il comandante del campo.

I prigionieri sono fugiti. Kamarade.

Face it, yank. Your little itie chum has deserted us.

We're left in a box.

Colonel!

- There's something-- - - Out! Out!

- Germans! Scatter! - Scatter. Scatter!

Bald schiessen wir!

Vielleicht geht es schneller hier.

Vorwaerts, captain, wort, wort.

Abfuhren. Schnell.

Ich werde euch was helfen.

Okay, now.

Hold it. Hold it.

Colonel Ryan, Major Fincham, Captain Stein,

captain Costanzo, lieutenant orde, you will be in the front car.

I'm a doctor. I prefer to stay with the wounded.

The wounded will remain behind so we can care for them properly.

Get aboard, gentlemen.

That little itie bastard oriani led us to the rail head and turned us in.

Colonnello. Non e LA colpa Mia.

Non e LA colpa Mia.

It was that pig who betrayed us!

I'll kill you!

They've cared for our wounded properly now. The poor bastards.

Just 'cause you let battaglia live!

You'll get your iron cross now, Von Ryan.

Hey, the roads are full of Germans. We must still be headed north.

You can bet on it. Von Ryan's fixed us all up with a one-way ticket to the fatherland.

Aw, blow it out your barracks bag, mate, huh?

I'll take you on any time you like!

We are coming into Rome.

I am major Von Klemment, now in command of this prison train.

You will be in my charge until we reach the final destination.

You have now 30 minutes for rest, relief, and there is food and water for all.

Major Von klemment?

Captain oriani is an Italian officer. He's not a prisoner. He doesn't belong with us.

I have my orders.

Heil Hitler.

The guards are on top again.

They're not needed here as far as we're concerned.

No chance of our tunneling through this Coop, Von Ryan.

Say, doc, you got a knife in that manicuring kit of yours?

What are you planning to do, snip your way through it?

No. I'm planning to tunnel my way through it.

Do you mind, Major?

No, no, colonel. Wait. Wait until the wheels hit cross tracks.

It will cover the sound of the wood breaking.

It's impossible to get out while we are moving,

and when we stop the guards will come down to patrol.

Just let it be dark when we stop. I'll take my chances.

If one of us goes, we all go.

Do we, now? Mind telling me how?

We'll have to eliminate the guards. Oh, brilliant.

They have machine pistols, and we have bare hands.

If we could take one gun from one guard.

Oriani.

Turn around.

Come on. Turn around.

Learn that from the cowboy films, did you?

You got a better idea?

It would take you too long to strangle a man, colonel Ryan.

The average Nazi would get impatient while you're doing it.

Orde.

The knots smash his larynx. The knee breaks his back.

He's dead in 15 seconds. Thug garrote, India.

All right then, now, what's your scheme?

Attenzione!

If you haven't the guts for it, I'll do it.

We're stopping again.

Something must have gone wrong.

Perhaps they've been caught. Take it easy, padre.

Schlafst du, Karl?

Los, kommen unter.

Lange nacht, nicht?

There's a station up ahead. Let's get going. Wait!

Wait, hell. Someone might be watching. A chance we'll have to take.

Lieutenant, the guards are all on this side of the train.

Open the door on the other side.

What kind of insanity-- knock it off!

Get the men up on top of the roof right away.

Right, sir.

If you crab this, the Germans won't have to kill you.

I'll do it myself. Shut up.

Shh. Listen up, the lot of you.

Bostick, you follow me with half the men.

Dunbar, you spread out with the rest. Move.

Quiet.

I prigionieri si sono scappati!

All right. Let's turn them loose.

Can we get this moving?

The engineer's alive, but the fireman got in the way.

I can stoke the boiler, sir. I know a bit about steam.

Get oriani up with the engineer. Have the

chaplain and the doctor back here right away.

Yes, sir. Get them bodies in the boxcar!

Get this stiff in the boxcar.

Get those bodies in quick!

Move, you people! Come on, move!

Gia!

Ten more minutes. Of all the luck.

They'll have to stop for water, same as we did.

Time he gets going we'll be long gone, Miles away.

Damn thing's right behind us.

Can you bring him around? We're going to need him.

Come on.

All the comforts of home. Please, I am Italian.

I have done nothing.

Please! What on earth are you doing here, my child?

Padre, you're priceless.

Don't you think she ought to get dressed while we discuss it?

He's right. Go on, girl. No one will hurt you.

Now, about some questions, major.

May I rise? Of course.

I will answer no questions, herr oberst.

Major, all your guards are dead. We're running this train now.

I want the schedule that tells when and where

we're going to get that food you promised us.

Clear?

Florence at 0600 hours.

What happens in Florence? The train will stop in the rail complex...

Where the prisoners will be allowed to dismount.

Colonel Ryan. Colonel, look.

Looks like this thing's headed for innsbruck.

What do these circles mean, major?

I am to receive instructions in those cities from the dispatchers.

I, myself. No one else.

Did you receive those instructions through that radio there?

No, it is a simple commercial radio, as you can see.

All right. Over there. Lieutenant, if he wiggles, put a hole in him.

They're keeping pace with us.

There's a German troop train on the same schedule.

Gentlemen, you have been very daring, yet what have you gained?

In Florence, other troops will be waiting. You have been brave enough.

If you now wish to be sensible, I will see

that you are treated with respect in Florence.

We had a sample of your Nazi respect when we boarded this train.

Still, you have no choice.

And nothing to lose by trying to make one.

"Klemment's ausweispapiere und marschbefehl bis Florence."

"Von klemment's identification papers and

railroad priority, good as far as Florence."

You do very well with German, padre.

Well, I studied in Germany. I went to breslau after Oxford.

Do you suppose the dispatcher at Florence would recognize the major by sight?

He'd be an Italian dispatcher, wouldn't he?

Of course! Under German supervision. And I think you're lying.

I'd say with the country being in such a flap, the chances are...

The dispatcher will ever ask for identification is pretty small.

But ask whom? I mean, you-- you just said--

yes. It'll just have to be the chance we take.

That's all. Mm-hmm.

You are extremely foolish. Quite right.

Oh, no. But I-- look at this picture.

I don't look remotely like this chap.

No, no. I won't do it. I won't do it. Absolutely not.

Heil Hitler! Now let's see you walk.

It won't work, you know. Yes, it'll work.

Let's see you walk. Put some style into it.

Put your hand on your hip. That's what the bloody boches have, style.

Slap your gloves against your leg.

Lasse mich in ruhe!

Was starrst du mich an, du esel? Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler. Gut. Sehr gut.

I think you had him going there, vicar. You all set? Yes, sir.

I came over the tops of the cars myself to make sure.

Fourteen of our guys are stationed as guards.

The rest of the uniforms were too bloody to take a chance on.

Did you get rid of the bodies? While we were passing over that last bridge.

Turen aufmachen!

Du dort, zurucktreten!

The lieutenant wants our men down from the top of the train to be fed first.

They get down, we're dead. They can't speak German.

We've had it.

Crikey, ain't that our vicar?

Natuerlich. Die kelle.

Nicht schlecht.

Jawohl, herr major.

Better check our lovebirds.

Heil Hitler. Heil Hitler.

Bitte um verseihung, herr major.

Heil Hitler!

Heil Hitler.

Lassen sie das unverschamte lachen!

Here they come. They've done it, my God. They've done it.

Well done, padre. My God, you've done it.

Bravo.

Believe it or not, the poor devil's fainted.

They must be moving a couple of divisions South.

Look at the map, sir. We'll be away from the main roads by the time it's dark.

The men could be off the train and gone in ten minutes.

How do we get ten minutes with that troop train only five behind us?

It could turn off at bologna. And it could follow us straight to Berlin.

Escaped? We haven't escaped. All we're doing is this bastard's job for him.

Exactly. And in verona, which is marked by an "x" on the map,

I will be properly grateful.

At verona both the train crew and guard detail is scheduled to be changed.

That's if we go to verona.

Look here.

Suppose when we get to bologna, we could pass it and go to the left to Milano.

Perhaps on American railroads, yes.

But this train is under the orders of the German high command.

Such things are not possible. To reroute a military train...

Requires a written order signed by a member of the general staff, colonel.

Major, yours is not the only army that works in triplicate forms.

"Obergruppenfuhrer Wilhelm Von kleist."

Does that mean general staff?

It does, indeed.

Well, now. We've got a pad full of blank forms.

We've got a typewriter.

I say! Well, we can't be any worse off than we are now.

Quite.

Let's say we type an order to klemment, here.

Upon arriving in bologna, he's told to go directly to Milan,

where he is given confidential instructions from, uh,

gruppenfuhrer, uh-- give me a good Aryan name.

Um, gottfried, johann, Heinrich.

Gruppenfuhrer Heinrich, who is in charge...

Of a trainload of sealed boxcars to be delivered to somebody big, important.

- Fatso goering. - Brilliant.

Loot for the reichmarschall, of course.

Major? It might do. You've got enough nerve, I'll give you that.

Then we have it signed by our good friend from general staff, Wilhelm Von kleist.

Impossibili.

Ma, como posso cambiare il orario del quartro cento cinquanta sei?

Amerikanische, nicht? Ja.

Warum fragen sie? Ich bin neugierig, herr major.

Nichts weiter. Gratuliere!

Alles fertig, herr major.

Hauptmann Joseph sonneberg, herr major.

Danke sehr.

Heil Hitler. Heil Hitler.

Give this to the engineer.

Gestapo.

How long is it now?

Ten minutes, and my pulse is up 12 points.

Is everything all right here? How'd it go?

A piece of cake.

Leave it. Everybody stay low.

Gestapo. Lift those blinds. All of them.

Gestapo.

Was wollen sie?

Wenn sie fragen haben, vorwarts!

Die uhr.

Weiviel?

Perlon strumpfe...

Nylon.

Zwei paar nylon.

Amerikanische zigaretten. Kein ersatz.

Ja.

Chap ought to be reported to his superiors.

That's the end of ruddy that.

Colonnello.

We have found it. Found what?

We have found a place to leave the train.

An abandoned branch line. Halfway to Milano.

Come on. Let's have a look.

It looks to be about 90 Miles.

That should get us there about 2100 hours.

Add a half an hour. We must stop for water. Better still. It'll be dark.

By morning at least 90% of your men will be dead.

We don't need him anymore, or her either.

Don't flinch, old man. If you haven't the stomach for it, I have.

It'll be my pleasure. I'll decide that.

Like you did with battaglia? That was different.

I intend it to be. You'll take your orders, major.

I'm afraid not. For God's sake, Eric, these are people you're talking about.

People don't machine-gun wounded. They murder in cold blood, eh?

Are you that far gone? May I go to my compartment now?

Yes, of course.

Look, you haven't had any food since we've taken over the train.

I'm not hungry.

Of course you are. Here. Take it. Relax.

You cannot hide it. I know you will do what the British major wants.

You mean to kill you both? It is the right thing.

In your place, I would do it.

No, you wouldn't. You're not that tough.

Then what do you want? Nothing.

Not to help me?

If I can, yes. That is what all men say.

How old are you?

The first was the same man who helped my mother.

I was not yet confirmed then.

Such things do not happen in America?

Why are you with this German?

For food, for clothing, to stay alive.

Is that all? There is a war, you know.

Yeah.

How did you say it? Relax.

You think my legs are too thin?

Why don't you close the door?

I will. On the way out.

We need water in here. We're hungry too!

Knock it off in there! If they knew what was happening, they'd keep quiet.

They'll just have to sweat it out. Quiet!

Porchi tedeschi!

What the hell are we waiting for now?

Come on!

They're gone. They're not here.

He's dead.

Back, back! Get up on top!

We can't leave them behind to talk.

You cover that side. Work up towards the engine.

Get back!

All right, Fincham, let's move.

Get this train moving now! Gabriella, don't run away!

Get your hands off me! I'll blow your head off.

Es scheint wichtig.

Ja, feldwebel.

Verona? Jawohl, herr hauptmann.

Ja? Ja, hier spricht hauptmann sonneberg.

Herein. Ja, herr hauptmann?

Es passt hier nicht. Ich mochte gern etwas engeres haben. Ja?

Si, si. Keinen sack fur mich. Comprende?

Ho capito. Jawohl, tu capito.

These tracks have quite a shine, sir, for not having been used.

Something's been running on this spur.

Bene. Siamo bastanza lontano.

These tracks have been used recently.

What? We don't know what's ahead.

It's deserted here. Let's get cracking.

Last stop, colonel? Last stop, soldier. Everybody out.

Let's go.

All cars unload!

Those are not German planes. American?

No. British. Lancaster, I think.

Sorry to turn you out in the middle of nowhere like this, but it can't be helped.

Now, head for the mountains or the sea.

We'll form up again somewhere and have another crack at Jerry.

Off you go, lads. Good luck.

Everybody back on the train! Back on the train!

Back! Get back on the train!

Come on! Move! Back!

Move! Back! Oriani!

Take the train outta here! Go, go!

Let the coward go.

Non tocco! Non tocco.

Le cisterne di petrolio!

Stop the train! Fermi il treno!

Bostick! Injured to the lounge car!

Tell oriani to cut the burning cars loose.

Where's oriani? We're ready to roll. Roll? Roll where?

Movi!

Three of them are dead, and the rest need better help than I can give them.

Maybe this is the end of the line. Vieni, pepino.

Colonnello.

This man thinks he can get us through.

What are you talking about? Switzerland.

The whole train. All of us. Switzerland?

You're mad. Look at the map.

Here. North of Milano, where the track forks.

Since the war, all traffic goes right into Germany.

But the left fork at the old malajo pass route goes to Switzerland.

In a matter of hours we could be over the border and free.

You know, it's possible.

Maybe, but Milano, that's the key. You think we can fool them again?

The engineer says there is a way.

When we get to the outskirts of Milano, there is a control tower...

At the beginning of the traffic complex.

This tower controls the whole Milano area.

If we can capture it and smash the signals,

the main station, here, will not know where we are until they repair it.

But by then it will be too late.

Did you mean to say that we can go through Milano without stopping?

Yes. The engineer says it can be done.

Let's move.

Jawohl.

Schnell. Schnell!

Die genaue zeit, bitte.

Elf uhr dreiundfunfzig, herr oberst.

Come on! Come on!

Let's go.

Herr oberst, der kontrolldienst.

Was ist Los?

Bringen sie es in ordnung, sofort.

Kommen sie aufstehen die hilfe.

E possibile per un treno di contornare Milano

senza passare per LA stazione centrale?

Grazie. Was passiert?

Soon we cross back into the complex. If the...

...power is back on, we will show on the board.

By then it will be full speed. Too late for anyone to stop us.

Hallo? Hallo?

Gehen sie auf hochstgeschwindigkeit!

Can't this damn thing go any faster?

Not before we reach the top of the pass, colonel.

From there it's downgrade, all the way to Switzerland.

Wouldn't it be better to go a bit slower, if they've blocked the line ahead?

Keep it wide open. Let's move it. Tutta forza, pepino.

Ryan. Whether we make it or not--

we're gonna make it, major.

What I'm trying to say is, I'm sorry it had to be you with the girl.

Capito, le alpi!

By jove, there it is!

Eighty Miles to go!

Hey, mate, look! The alps!

We made it!

Now that we're over the hump, sir, major Fincham,

I figured you'd be wanting to get in your own stuff too, sir.

Pepino! Pepino!

Der messerschmitt!

Gut! Da kommen sie.

'Runter auf 2200 meter.

Messerschmitt!

They're trying to blow the engine.

Here comes his chum.

There's another one!

C'e un ponticello, che va attorno della montagne!

Oriani?

Okay, let's go.

What the hell's he saying?

Dice lo capito c'e un ponticello che va attorno della montagne!

A footbridge, there! He says it leads around the Mountain.

A shorter way than the tunnel to get on the other side.

Fincham, get them moving along the catwalk.

Follow me!

Everybody, follow me!

Eh.

Move it! Move it!

Ha-ha!

Come on! Come on!

All right, back!

Back to the trestle!

Back!

Looks like they're taking off. Let me see those glasses.

No wonder they're taking off. Let's go.

Eccetto, quella rotaia e strappata.

Possiamo prendere una rotaia del treno e riccollocarla davanti.

Grazia! Voi avete raggione!

What the hell are you doing about it? There's a German troop train back there.

Well, we have guns, and we will stop them. Then what?

He says we can clear the wreckage and replace the damaged track.

Replace the wreckage with what? It's simple.

Remove track from behind the train, put it here.

Let's get the troop train! All those with schmeissers, follow me!

Come on!

This one's much too long. Take that one there.

Hurry up.

Clear this off! Clear this off! Hurry!

Li, qui di li? No, qui di li!

Parietevi. Come on! Hurry!

Eh, eh, eh!

Come on, quick! That'll do it.

Move it!

Go on! Let's go.

Die gleise sind kaputt! Die gleise sind an dieser stelle gebrochen!

Absitzen!

Doppelt schussreihe bilden! Schnell!

In zwei kolonnen! Schnell!

Absteigen, alles herunter!

It didn't work! Back! Back!

Get back! Back!

Fire! Fire!

- Hinlegen!

Come on, come on! Get it up! Come on, hurry!

Let's fall back! Back!

Come on.

Vier mann mit handgranaten langsam vorarbeiten!

Heb das kommando auf! Fordern!

Watch! Over here! Stop!

Keep down! Hold your fire!

Fire!

Cease firing! Fall back!

I guess they'll try to outflank us now, huh?

If they haven't already. Give me those grenades.

I'll take some men--

no, you wait here. You're needed here.

Bostick.

Come with me.

Back! Move!

Grenade!

Back!

There they are!

Come on, Ryan!

Come on, major! Give me your hand!

Hurry! Come on!

Faster!

I once told you, Ryan.

If only one gets out, it's a victory.