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Your comrades will be men
who need only one order. Go.

Kill. Return. Go again.

We're going to be
taking a guest with us.

His first name is Randolph.

His second name is Churchill.

So you're going to just drive into
Benghazi and plant explosives?

LOUD EXPLOSIONS

I'm now 25.

What will you say to your father
when we get back to London?

I will say holy, holy...

I have 20 of the toughest, finest
paratroopers in the French army

under my command.

Paddy, perhaps you would
like to inspect your men.

You are a German in a
Frenchman's uniform.

Expect to be isolated
by my contempt.

I'm German too. Tweedledum
and Tweedledeutsche.

This is Aspirant Halevy,
he speaks German as well.

He is Jewish.

I am a hand grenade, sir.

Pull the pin, throw me where
the enemy is most numerous.

And how is Dudley Clark
responding to all the glory?

It seems he is impatient
for your destruction.

We are apparently
the talk of Cairo.

I'm going to ask GHQ for
Jeeps, Vickers, machine guns,

explosives, more men.
Now is our moment.

RADIO: In the Western desert
battle in the fall of Tobruk.

Disappointment, another defeat
after so many defeats in Egypt.

RADIO: are fighting back
in the Mediterranean.

If Malta falls, Africa is lost.

Can't be relied upon
to do it yourself.

Besides, some of the infected
places would be very difficult

for you to reach.

I don't want you going into any
of those places. Sh, sh, sh.

You got nowhere the
sunlight does not go.

Fortunately, in the desert,
the sun goes everywhere.

And the sand. It's the
grit that does the damage.

Oh, God. Argh! Sh, sh.

Do you remember collapsing?

I remember hearing Tobruk
had fallen and then I fell.

And I remember getting very
drunk and dancing at...

..the Empire Club.

You were leaning, not dancing.

You stood on the table and
told everyone you loved me.

Dear God.

Love?

Now, I do apologise.

It must have been
the whisky. HE GASPS

It was delirium, sunstroke,
deep tissue infections

accumulated during three months in
the deep desert without a break.

While I was delirious, I
had this rather mad delusion

that I should officially confirm
that you are my girlfriend.

Officially? As if it
were a military wreck.

Quite.

And as my temperature rose, I
thought I might propose marriage.

But in the cold light of day...
It's never cold in the day in Cairo.

And in the light of day, I suppose
it would be rather odd to propose

to a woman while she
removes pus from open wounds

in your infected groin.

If that is rather odd,
I'd hate to see very odd.

Oh, very odd would be me talking
about the subject at all.

But if I were to propose...

If you were to propose,
I would remind you

that there is a war going
on which we are losing.

I have nothing else on my mind.

You need to be on top form for your
meeting with your Prime Minister.

Try not to walk like a duck.

Turn over for me.

Absolutely not.

Nooo!

♪ You've bitten off

♪ Much more than you can chew

♪ Come on, hold your hand out

♪ We're all fed up with you. ♪

Julius Caesar.

Act one, scene two.

Let me have men about
me that are fat.

LAUGHTER

Sleek-headed men and
such as sleep o'nights.

Yond Cassius has a
lean and hungry look.

He thinks too much.

Such men are dangerous.

Come on, Winston.

Next line.

Fear him not, Caesar,
he is not dangerous.

He is a noble Roman
and well given.

He reads much, he
is a great observer.

And he looks quite
through the deeds of men.

You are Major David Stirling.

L Detachment SAS, sir.

This is the famous
Phantom Major.

This is Field Marshal Jan Smuts,

Prime Minister of South Africa.

And General Auchinleck you know.

You were walking in a
little awkwardly, Stirling.

Have you been wounded? No, I...

I have desert sores
all over my cock.

GUESTS GASP

Most crucially, I have one
four inches up my arse.

Can I pinch a light?

Sorry. I've been in the
desert a long, long time.

One loses propriety
very quickly.

When my son reported
back to me about you,

he quoted Lord Byron.

He was the mildest mannered man

Who ever scuttled a
ship or cut a throat.

We are a band of oddities,
gentlemen and pirates.

I brought you into the
garden to tell you that now,

more than ever, your new
brand of warfare is needed.

Auchinleck has been too
cautious, Tobruk has fallen

and Rommel is now 50 miles
outside of Alexandria.

Malta is our last remaining hope
for controlling the Mediterranean

and supplying our
North Africa armies.

Now, Malta is still under siege.

Has been hammered and hammered,
but it has not surrendered.

My wish is that the
island of Malta be saved.

I intend to send two
convoys of relief supplies

from Gibraltar and Alexandria.

These convoys must get through.

And what exactly would
you like me to do?

I want you to not
ask that question.

Do whatever you think
best to achieve this goal.

You have a free hand.

From Tripoli to Greece.

To Greece?

I've told General Auchinleck

the whole of the south Mediterranean
coast is now your remit.

If you succeed, I will recommend
to Army Council the SAS

become a regiment.

Not a phantom regiment,
but a real one

with you as commanding officer.

Yes, sir.

It would be... It would be what?

I would be achieving what
I set out to achieve, sir.

Exactly how serious is your
cock and arse condition?

It's nothing that kind hands
and iodine cannot resolve.

Then we must set you to work
straight away. What will you need?

I will need your autograph, sir.

My autograph?

Souvenir to remember the day.

Of course.

My autograph.

Do you have a pen handy?

General Auchinleck.

Prime Minister? Stirling
would like your autograph,

he wants your signature.

A souvenir of the day.

Sir, a blank sheet of paper
signed by the two of us

could be used for...
Just sign it, general.

Thank you.

Stirling.

Forget the etiquette of war.

Do whatever it takes.

Prime Minister, I hope you
know what you're doing.

Of course I know what I'm doing.

I'm letting slip
the dogs of war.

♪ I've been staying
in watching television

♪ While my mates
got put in prison

♪ You don't care
what's happening to me

♪ You don't care
what's happening to me

♪ I went out on a Saturday night

♪ I got in a bleedin' fight... ♪

Bloody hell.

I'm going to shoot
the wee ball bag.

Well, well, well.

Nice 'tache, Erroll.

Is this Agincourt or Orleans?

Oh, it's Orleans, sir.

Then I'm afraid
the game is over.

I have new instructions from
Prime Minister Winston Churchill.

Go to the mess hall and
take off all your clothes.

There we are, boys. Winston
wants to see your winkies.

MEN CHEER

Firstly, I've asked
you all to stand naked

because this
gentleman is a doctor.

Dr Gamal is a man I've
known for a very long time

and whom I trust implicitly,

even when he's high out of his
head on his own laughing gas.

He is very discreet. Go on.

I've brought him here from Cairo
to make sure you men are all fit

and ready for what lies ahead.

First task I have given him is to
inspect you all for desert sores

and open ulcers, which many
of you have and conceal

as I once did.

So we need you all to be
fit because, gentlemen,

our moment of truth has come.

Dear God, man. I'm sorry, sir.

That's not a desert sore,
doctor, I can hear Dave at night.

Sorry.

We are about to embark on a
mission from which I would estimate

one third of us will not return.

In 48 hours, two convoys are
taking supplies to Malta.

Hitler will throw every
plane he has at them.

Our job is to destroy as many of
those planes on the ground as we can

before those convoys set sail.

We are going to simultaneously
attack six air bases

along the Mediterranean coast.

From Benina in the west...

..to Heraklion in the east.

Yes, Paddy. What business
do we have in Crete?

Our sphere of
operation has expanded.

How the fuck do we get
to Crete? In a submarine.

And how the fuck are we
going to get a submarine?

I've already got a
fucking submarine.

MEN LAUGH

As well as 50 extra jeeps to go
with the 50 already promised,

which will all be fitted with
Vickers heavy machine guns

and bulletproof windscreens
taken from fighter planes.

We also have 20 new trucks,
Beretta submachine guns

adapted for sand conditions,
replacement engines

for all our vehicles,
with cooling systems.

Just wait till you see what
the twin Vickers can do.

Ow!

And good wishes of the King
via the Commander in Chief

of British forces, North Africa.

Precisely whose cock did
you suck in Cairo, sir?

Right, those of you with
ribbons go with Dr Gamal.

He will remove the infected
flesh with a toothbrush.

When you are brushed, bandaged
up, pumped full of painkillers,

amphetamines and sulphur,

we will begin our
glorious expansion.

Yes!

MEN CHEER

God almighty, from here on in,

I'm going to keep my
toothbrush on me at all times

so that Dr Gamal
doesn't get to it first.

Six targets.

Who's going where?

Well, Paddy, you will take Berka
satellite airfield number one.

While, Zirnheld, you will take
Berka satellite airfield number two,

so that you can compete with
one another for most number

of planes destroyed.

Captain Berge, you will
board the submarine Triton

and travel to the Gulf of
Mali off the coast of Crete.

You will be met by
Captain Alexander Norton.

Together you will attack
the airstrip at Heraklion.

Who will take Derna and Martuba?

They're 190 kilometres
behind German lines.

You will take Derna and Martuba.

Intelligence have provided us
with a stolen German truck.

Yes. And I have offered the
services of Brukner and Essner,

our two native Germans.

Essner? Yes, Essner.
What is it, Paddy?

If it were me crossing front
lines into German territory

with Sergeant Essner, I
would keep a Colt 45 revolver

in very close proximity to the
back of his head at all times.

I mean, look at my friend here.

Before he left for Cairo,
he was like a pirate.

Now there's a different
look about him.

Too many pats on the head from
generals has made you dizzy, boy.

Counting air strips like
a rich man counting coins.

You have great difficulty with
approval, don't you, Paddy?

You'd just rather play the
renegade. I see a new ambition.

There is no time
to be unambitious.

Convoys are setting
sail for Malta. Sh!

You don't know who he
might be listening to you.

I know my fucking...

Colt 45 at all times.

Fuck you. David, I assume you'll
be taking the remaining airstrip.

Benina. Benina.

Ah, right, Benina. The
biggest airstrip of them all.

More kills and blood at Benina.

More bangs and fuel at Benina.

Giving himself the best
as per fucking usual.

Oh, yes, that's right, Paddy. And
I'm bringing back the blackboard.

Now, you should know I'll be taking
no part in counting dead bodies.

Nobody's asking you to,

you white-flagged wagon of
shite of buckets... Paddy!

Tonight we are
soldiers with one goal.

We fight as one or we fail,
including the two Germans, Paddy.

Do not think that I did not see
you refuse Dr Gamal's ribbon.

Go and get your fucking ulcers
scrubbed before we depart.

And that is an order.

I remember when this regiment
used to be unknown and unobserved.

Christ, we used to be
some crack back then.

Well, we're not a regiment.

Not yet. Ah!

Now, I get it.

We will be reckless in pursuit
of your own lofty ambitions.

Yes, that's right,
Paddy. Exactly right.

The prize has been offered.

The game is on and we will
win if we do this my way.

When the rest of you fuck
up, I'm answerable to myself.

Good luck, old chap.
Race you to Burka.

Our biggest jolly, yet.

Let's go.

♪ Out of my mind
on Saturday night

♪ 1970 rollin' in sight

♪ Radio burnin'

♪ Up above... ♪

Frenchie! This is
where we split.

You're going northeast.

And Frenchie!

Remember, you don't fire a
shot until the moon sets.

♪ Oh, man... ♪

May the best man
win. Aye, right.

♪ All right

♪ I feel all right

♪ Baby, oh, baby

♪ Burn my heart

♪ Baby, oh, baby

♪ Burn my heart

♪ Fall apart, babe

♪ Fall apart

♪ Baby, oh, baby

♪ Burn my heart

♪ All night

♪ Till I blow away

♪ All night

♪ Till I blow away

♪ I feel all right
I feel all right. ♪

Roll out the barrel.

The gang's all here.

Those are your
disguises, gentlemen.

Got a bit wet when the tide
came in. Hung them out to dry.

Everyone on this island wears black
to mourn the death of the Messiah.

You're Norton, I presume. Yes.

Better get into costume.
Curtain up in 45 minutes, chaps.

Monsieur.

Pistols only, gents.

We don't want to draw
attention to ourselves.

What fuses do we
use tonight, boss?

Tonight we don't use fuses.

So what do we do?

They used to call people whose minds
were altered by the moon lunatics.

Tonight we will raise a little
bedlam with our new toys.

I have had an idea. Oh, fuck.

We'll wait here
until the moon sets.

SINGING AND MERRIMENT

We've seen Nazi occupied Europe.

For every German we kill,
there may be a reprisal.

Don't think about it, old boy.

Just do it.

Right, this is
where we split up.

Bon chance. Good luck.

Come on.

Right. Prepare to attack.

DISTANT BOOMING

Oh, for fuck's sake.

SIREN WAILS

Think Zirnheld might have
gone a tad early, sir.

Very free. Very French.

Fuck, I knew it.
Bravo, Stirling.

There goes Malta.

Paddy?

Paddy?

Paddy, come on, you know we can't
do this. You have to stand down.

Paddy, I can give the order.

Let the French have this one.

We can get them
another day, Paddy.

Maybe the others will
have better luck.

SIRENS WAIL

We're standing down, boys.
Back to rendezvous point.

Fuck sake.

ENGINE SPLUTTERS

LORRY BACKFIRES

GEARS GRIND

Huh?

THEY CHUCKLE

Danke. Danke.

Hey, hey.

SHOUTS IN GERMAN

SHOUTING IN GERMAN

GERMAN SOLDIERS CONVERSE

Go, go, go.

SOLDIERS LAUGH

Now fly like geese.

Butcher 'em.

Sarge, they're unarmed.

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Kraut bastards!

Woohoo!

Come on!

CHEERING

Johnny, how old are you now?

I don't add unarmed
men to my tally.

WOMEN SCREAM GUNFIRE

GERMAN CONVERSE IN GERMAN

Stay low.

Nearly on, lads.

Oh, any score?

Anything for your
famous blackboard?

15 Stukas.

18 Messerschmitts.

How about you? Nothing.

Premature ejaculation on
the part of the French.

Who's back? You, me,
Zirnheld and Jordan.

You did well.

Why is there no jollity?

Jollity?

Because...

..we caught them off guard, shot
at them rather like you at Tamet.

Armed or unarmed,
they are the enemy.

Yes?

I asked you a question...

..Captain Mayne.

Yes, sir.

Armed or unarmed,
they are the enemy.

I was wrong about Essner.

The traitor was Bruckner.

The whole unit wiped
out except Jordan.

Death sits easy on your
shoulders, comrade.

Turns out we drank from
the same well after all.

If you're drunk, please go away.

If you're sober, I will
throw you off this balcony.

I stopped drinking completely.
Right. Three months.

I need to speak to you.

Yes, I've found someone, someone
who's prepared to tolerate

the sharp words, harsh impulses.

You nearly...

..killed the son of
the Prime Minister.

Yes, well, vodka does...

It does make some
poor decisions. Yes.

I would apologise but,

well, after you've heard
what I have to say,

you won't remember anything
I said before so... Ah.

When did you get back to Cairo?

Yesterday. Have you been
trying to contact Eve?

I called her, but
there was no reply.

I thought she might be here.

Eve was flown over to
Alexandria three days ago

on the orders of
General de Gaulle.

She set off back to Cairo
yesterday afternoon.

I think she was wanting to
be there for your arrival.

And she hitched a lift
from a mail plane.

There was a terrible sandstorm
east of Alexandria last night.

And the pilot took
evasive action, but...

The Chief of the Cairo Bureau
said that the plane went down

in the Qattara Depression.

Wreckage hasn't
been located yet.

So sorry, David.

I mean...

..of course.

So, so sorry. It's
just... What else?

Everything I
touch... Boom! Gone.

There no more.

Would you like me to order
you a, order you a car? No.

No, I'm just, I'm just
waiting for it to catch up.

It's never real
the first minutes.

And she was a remarkable woman.

Terribly bad luck,
isn't it, I suppose?

Just when we had something
to celebrate, I mean.

You should go home.

I was going to take her dancing.

Dancing.

Well, I'll be at the bar.

When you're ready to leave,
I'll order you a car.

So, gentlemen,

news of the real world beyond
our jolly little circus.

We are fewer than we were.

But those men we lost gave
their lives in a winning cause.

The relief convoys which set
sail for Malta one week ago,

consisted of 17 ships.

15 of those ships were
sunk by German aircraft,

but two ships made it
through to Valletta.

Two heavily laden
supply ships with food,

medicine, weapons
and ammunition.

Malta is saved. Come on.

Africa is safe from
fascism because of you.

Because the planes you destroyed
are the planes that would have sunk

the two ships that made.

But in the words of Winston
Churchill, this is not...

..the beginning of the
end, this is the end...

..of the beginning.

While we were saving Malta,

our American cousins
finally finished their

extended round of golf
and decided to join in

and give us a bit of a hand.

Well, about fucking time.

The Americans are landing their
first detachment of elite troops

at Casablanca and
will head east.

We will gather our forces
in Egypt and head west.

Germans and the Italians
are in the middle.

It would be foolhardy to think
that any of our forces can make it

all the way through enemy lines
to link up with the Americans.

But we are fools.

Famous fools.

So that is exactly what
I am going to try to do.

I shall enter the lion's den in
search of a potential supply line

through Gabes Gap to
link up our two armies.

The rest of you continue
your fantastic work

making Axis aeroplanes go pop and
bang in the middle of the night.

While I was in Cairo,
I got a note from GHQ.

The Special Air Service,
known as L Detachment...

..is now officially...

..a British Army regiment.

Yes! THE MEN CHEER

I owe you a shilling,
Reg. Come on!

We did it, gentlemen.

We did it.

Congratulations, sir.

Hurrah for the new
colonel, lads. Hip, hip!

ALL: Hurray!

Hip, hip! Hurray!

Well done, Reg. Well done. Yes.

Congratulations,
boys. Well done.

STIRLING READS: Dear Mother,
you may have read in the papers

the good news about Malta.

I don't want to come the swank or
be pomposo, but I want you to know

that I had some part
in making this happen.

And you should know that
you and father had some part

in making me the soldier
who could play that part.

Meanwhile, my holiday in the
sun continues to be eventful.

Yours in victory, your
loving son, David.

Go.

Kill.

Return.

Go again.

At the front!

Fuck!

Sir! Sir!

Sadler! Run!

Sir, fucking go!

Phantom Major, drop your weapon.

He's got to surrender.

He shoots, he's dead.

Fuck sake. What's he doing?

Shit! Sh!

Drop your weapon. Last
warning or we will shoot.

March.

What the fuck are we
supposed to do now?

Erm...

I suppose we'd better go
and find some Americans.

Come on.

Head down.

♪ Wish me luck as
you wave me goodbye

♪ Cheerio, here I go on my way

♪ Wish me luck as
you wave goodbye

♪ Not a tear but a
cheer Make it gay

♪ Give me a smile I
can keep all the while

♪ In my heart while I'm away

♪ Till we meet once
again, you and I

♪ Wish me luck as
you wave me goodbye

♪ Wish me luck as
you wave me goodbye

♪ Cheerio, here I go on my way

♪ Wish me luck as
you wave me goodbye

♪ With a cheer not
a tear Make it gay

♪ Give me a smile I
can keep all the while

♪ In my heart while I'm away

♪ Till we meet once
again, you and I

♪ Wish me luck as you wave me

♪ Goodbye. ♪

Vehicle approaching.

This came in from
GHQ, Cairo, sir.

Stirling captured at Gabes Gap.

Stop.

Overall command of SAS regiment,
all units to pass to Maj...

Overall command of SAS regiment,
all units to pass to...

..Major Robert
Blair Paddy Mayne.

They've made you a major and
put you in charge, Paddy.

The mad bastards have put you
in charge of fucking everything.

PADDY CHUCKLES

Now the blood will flow.

MUSIC: If You Want Blood
- You've Got It by AC-DC

♪ It's criminal

♪ There ought to be a law

♪ Criminal

♪ There ought to
be a whole lot more

♪ You get nothing for nothing

♪ Tell me who can you trust

♪ We got what you want

♪ And you got the lust

♪ If you want blood

♪ You got it. ♪