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ARCHER: Spode?

He gave Spode a cyanide cigarette.

It seems it was more important
that Spode be silenced

than let him fall into the hands of the SS.

So you were all ready to pass on

the atomic plans to somebody
at the American Embassy?

BARBARA". I hope you're not saying
I had anything to do with the murder.

I'm not a spy, Douglas.

You're not seriously suggesting
that the German army

are gonna help free the King.

A certain few will do
everything they can to help.

I've got friends who don't go
in fear and trembling of the hunt.

You wouldn't understand that, would you?

Too busy
doing their dirty work for them.

ARCHER". I'm a bloody fool
for not having guessed.

You're Resistance.

(EXPLOSION)

(PANICKED CHATTER)

(SIRENS RINGING)

(SCREAMING AND CRYING)

HUTH: Ms Barga is most public spirited.

You know Molotov,
Goebbels and Von Ribbentrop

all walked away without a scratch?

HUTH: And yet the explosion
came from the grave itself,

wouldn't you say?

I didn't see it,
but it would be the obvious place.

Kommen Sie.

(GRUNTING)

They must have got in here last night,

got poor old Karl out of his
nice new wooden overcoat

and stuffed it with explosives.

You can bet our incompetent army
had no guards here.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

HUTH: Always obey orders.

- Are you all right?
- Yes.

(SPRINGER SPEAKING GERMAN)

HUTH: Springer?

(HUTH SPEAKING GERMAN)

Albrecht?

(CHOKING)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(SCREAMING AND CHOKING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

MRS SHEENAN:
We can't just pull him out of school.

Yes, we can.

It will be martial law
by the end of the day, for sure.

We'll have to pack some things.

- Look, I don't understand.
- Joyce“.

They're going to be making a lot of arrests.

ARCHER: It's going
to be dangerous on the streets.

So I called Harry Woods.

You're going to go to the unoccupied zone.

You'll be safer there, all right?

(GUNSHOTS)

It's starting.

What is?

(CAR ENGINE RUNNING)

The crackdown.

(GUNSHOTS AND CROWD ROARING)

(MAN SPEAKING OVER LOUDSPEAKER)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Wait here.

Don't talk to anyone.

I won't be long.

(PLANE FLYING OVERHEAD)

(EXHALES)

(MEN SPEAKING GERMAN)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

HARRY: Hurry up, Doug.

Well...

Say goodbye to Douggie for me.

It's gonna get a lot worse
before it gets any better.

- And I should be out there helping.
- No.

No, you should look after yourself.

I'll see you later.

- Hello again, Superintendent.
- Arthur.

- I really appreciate this.
- It's nothing.

You've been good to me in the past.

About one stop overexposed,
but that's not a bad fault.

Hope it's all right.
Couldn't make head or tail of what I saw.

Don't worry about that.

I'm just glad I never managed to chase you
out of the artistic photo business.

(LAUGHING)
Glamour.

We need it more than ever now.

Whatever it is you're up to,

you be careful, Superintendent.

Arthur'll take you half the way.

And another car will take you on.

It's all arranged.

You're gonna go and spend some time
with Uncle Harry's cousin.

ARCHER: Get some fresh air
and a taste for the country.

- I wish I could come with you.
- Why can't you come?

Well, your father
has important work to do, Douggie.

I want to be with you, Dad.

Bob said you nearly got blown up.

I did.

But I'm still here.

ARCHER: And I always Will be.

All right?

Your dad'll come to us. When he can.

Come here.

Be a good boy, Douggie.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

- Keep him safe.
- Mmm.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(EXHALES)

ARCHER: Sir?

Come in and pour yourself a drink.

That's an order.

- The bottle's empty.
- Plenty more in the cabinet.

Water?

Casualty lists.

They keep dying-

- Well, it was a hell of a blast.
- A blast, that's right.

Dig up old Karl after half a century
in the phosphate-rich soil of North London

and don't be surprised
if he farts in your eye.

Yes.

They keep dying-

(EXHALES)
We lost a good friend, Archer.

Springer was my angel.

At the court of King Heinrich.

Gave him a seat at the back,
near the naval staff, but...

Damn fool had to move closer
to the grave to see better.

(SIGHS)
What a mess.

ARCHER: Had you known him a long time?

I can tell you stories, Archer,
from the early days.

Things you would never believe.

I was with him when we watched
die-hard Nazis shout "Heil Hitler."

Before the firing squad, not realizing
it was the FUhrer's own death squads

that were killing them.

(CHUCKLES)

Funny, ja?

Not very.

HUTH: He taught me a lesson.

I watched those idiots die,
and I vowed that

I would never listen to any kind
of political claptrap, ever again.

Amen.

HUTH: (SIGHS) At first they were a joke,
but then, very quickly...

Almost when we weren't looking...

It was utterly obvious
the Nazis would win.

They had mean, efficient brains.

And determination.

I like winners, Archer.
That's my weakness.

Like my bastard of a father.

Nazis are winners. Don't be tempted
into working against them.

Will it mean that the Spode
murder investigation is dropped?

I won't let that happen.

I will go to Berlin
and talk to the ReichsfUhrer SS,

and perhaps to the FUhrer, too.

They'll have to give me Springer's job,

because there is no one else
with all the information.

ARCHER: Information that
would allow the SS to take over

the nuclear experiments from the army?

Do you realize this bomb,

it could really work
if we put enough resources into it.

The army don't believe in it,

because it would make them
and their troops redundant.

SS leadership is the only way
it will come to pass.

Under your control?

Do you want to stay with me, Archer?

On my personal staff?

You can come all the way to the top.

I wouldn't know what to do.
I'm a policeman.

You're also a survivor.

A winner, perhaps.

I'll make you a German citizen,

and bring you into the SD immediately.

No more rationing,
travel restrictions or finance control.

Well?

How could I say no?

But it is a "no."

If the Resistance thought I was
working for SS Intelligence...

The Resistance
will be finished within weeks.

- Well, then there's General Kellermann.
- Kellermann. (SCOFFS)

(SIGHS)
He'll be gone, too.

HUTH: You don't know about his
bank accounts in Zurich, all his bribes

from the contractors
building the new prisons.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
The only thing he cares about

is saving his perfumed, pink skin.

For you, superintendent.

Archer.

(KNUCKLES CRACKING)

All right, I'll look into it.

Harry Woods didn't turn up for
a meeting with the crime super today.

You don't think
he could have been picked up?

(CHUCKLES)
Why on Earth not?

He's had it coming.

If he's been arrested,

find a replacement,
someone that speaks German.

I need staff I can rely on.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(SIGHS)

(CROWDS SHOUTING)
(MAN SPEAKING GERMAN)

Oi!
(MAN YELLING)

(GUNSHOT)
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOT)

ARCHER: Barbara, it's me.
It's getting dangerous.

You should keep your head down, darling.

BARBARA: (ON PHONE)
Don't worry, I've seen enough.

Blood in the gutters, mass arrests.

They're gathering them in warehouses,
then bussing them to Wembley Stadium.

With this press blackout
I can't publish a damn thing.

Right now they're looking to blame anybody.

Even my sergeant, Harry, has disappeared.

You gotta keep safe till tomorrow night.

- Why, what's happening then?
- A meeting. And it's important.

Meet me at 6:00 p.m., Hanover Gate.
I'll take you there.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

He only came back to check I was all right.

He was putting on his coat
to go back to work when they turned up.

Twelve of them.

Did he fight back?

Even Harry realized 12 was too many.

Sit yourself down.

Who made the arrest?

Some young PC from Houndslow division.

"Never heard of Harry Woods," he said.
I doubt if he'd heard of Scotland Yard, either.

Why didn't he show them his warrant card?

Well, he did.

German officer made out
he couldn't understand him.

And you know how hopeless
Harry is with all this German.

If you'd been here, of course,
it would have been different.

You know how to speak with them,
Harry always says.

You should have phoned the Yard, Joan.

I couldn't get through to anyone, could I?

Official calls only.

Well, that's because
it's martial law now, Joan.

They want to be sure the
Highgate explosion wasn't the start

of some large-scale armed uprising.

So they're arresting thousands,

and draughting in interrogators
from all over the...

All I'm saying,

is that it might take a couple of days
before we track him down.

Then don't worry about the tea, Mr Archer.

Go and find him.

You owe Harry that.

(GATE OPENING)

MAN: You're with
the Metropolitan Police, you traitor!

Kg U“

(MAN SPEAKING GERMAN)

(INDISTINCT MURMURING)

(SHOUTING IN GERMAN)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(ARCHER SPEAKS IN GERMAN)

GUARD 1: You two. Move forward.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(SHOUTING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN GERMAN)

(DISTANT SCREAMING)

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER PA)

GUARD 2: Out!

Out!

(OFFICERS SPEAKING GERMAN)

Out!

(WOMAN PLEADING)

GUARD 2: Out!

GUARD 2: You. Out.

What are you doing here?
Leave us alone.

It was you, wasn't it.

I saw you at the cemetery.
You're mad! I should pull you in.

(SPITS)
Go on, then.

Let the Gestapo have their way with me.

You might get an Iron Cross for that one.

ARCHER: Does he know you're involved?

Of course not. I didn't know that...

- Doug.
- Harry.

Here. Got those off the guards.

It's criminal what they're charging.

You two, er, sorting out your differences?

We were just talking
about the Highgate bomb,

and how her lot played
right into the Germans' hands.

Martial law is exactly what the army wanted.

It won't last.

And it shows the others who have
some fight left in them they're not alone.

- We're still here.
- What, in here?

I'll try and get you out.

ARCHER: I'll talk to Kellermann.

What? Just me?

What about Sylvia?

For Christ's sake, Doug,
don't blame her for the attack on you.

I shouldn't have told you where she was.

- Yeah, well, it's done, now.
- Yeah, well forget about us.

We're gonna get out anyway.

How?

Sylvia's friends are gonna
fix one of the officers.

What, bribe him or kill him?

Funny

- You've told him enough.
- You don't have to do this.

ARCHER: Leave it with me.

Somebody has to look after her.

Go back to your office, Doug.

Go and be with Douggie
outside the controlled area.

I'd be no use here, then, would I?

What?

I'm willing to do my bit.

But let me get you out.

No.

You've got more important things to do, Doug.

I'm offering you help, damn it,
don't you understand?

Tell Joan I'll... I'll be home soon.

Harry.

(DISTANT SHOUTING IN GERMAN)

The army will be licking their wounds
after the humiliation of the explosion.

Let Genera/major von Ruff
think he won this argument

over the King's horses, hmm?

These are delicate times, my friend.

Now.
(CLEARS THROAT)

What is it that you wanted?

The army have arrested Harry Woods.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

You were right to come to me.

But this won't be easy.

I know, sir.

But I'd be very grateful
for anything you can do.

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

At least you weren't rounded up.

I'm American. We're immune.

Maybe you are.

So where are we going?

Ambassador Kennedy's little place.

ARCHER: Tell me, is this American soil?
- Not at the ambassador's residence, sir.

So the Germans could
come barging in at any time.

Even they seem to know
that would be a little... Provocative?

Here we are.
This is Dan Hapkiss, special attaché.

I know who you two are.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Not playing cards tonight?

Sit down. We've just started. Ms Barga?

BARBARA: Thank you.

Please.

I'm fine, thanks.

So...

Things are moving quickly, Douglas.

Dan here has been my opposite number
in Washington for the last year,

and he's brought them around
to acting on the intelligence

that George's Resistance men have gathered.

Which is?

That the Germans seem damn close
to producing an atomic bomb.

Way ahead of the Americans.

HAPKISS: And without Spode's
calculations, we're in the dark.

We have no option
but to go in and raid Bringle Sands,

steal what we can and sabotage the rest.

- Planning that'd take months.
- It has taken months.

The raid's in 48 hours, it's spring tide.

BARBARA: I thought Ambassador Kennedy
was against America coming into the war.

HAPKISS: Shall we say a little
marital scandal is keeping them quiet, but...

Let's be clear.
This is not America entering the war.

MAYHEW: But, in return for our help
mounting the raid on the laboratory,

they have agreed to help us with His Majesty.

(EXHALES)

Good God, the German army
are really going to go through with it?

They know nothing
about the raids, of course.

To them, they're just consolidating power.

Squeezing the SS out by humiliating them.

Their infighting is our good fortune.

But it's a chance we really need to seize.

It's not helped by those bloody renegades
setting off a bomb at Highgate.

Because of that,
half our men are in hiding now.

I'm having to go down there myself

to organize the patrols, to support the attack.

Without them it could be...
(SIGHS)

...a damn calamity.

So, with George down there

caught up with all this.

You want me to get
the King to Bringle Sands?

Right now,
you're our only chance at success.

With that pass of yours,
you can get through any roadblock.

Now, there's an airstrip near Bringle.

I've set aside some men to secure it.

An American plane will
fly his Majesty out to the Arc Royal.

But only if we can
get the King there in time.

BERNARD: Well, Douglas?

You're our best chance by a country mile.

That Resistance attack on you
puts you above all suspicion.

It does, doesn't it?

Convenient for you.

For God's sake, Archer...

I'll do it.

If we can get the King away,
the people will realize

the bastards can be thwarted.

Good man.

That's grand.

You'll meet Captain Hesse at the
Grenadier Public House at 1800 tomorrow.

He'll fill you in with all the details.

Now, the code name for his Majesty
will be "Blue Jacket."

You got that?

I'd like to have Harry Woods at my side.

Hopefully Kellermann
can have him released in time.

(EXHALES) Harry was involved
in a shooting incident earlier today.

What?

I've just heard. Along with the girl
that used to be your clerk.

Sylvia?

They got through the perimeter fence
at the detention camp.

Trying to escape, the sentries said.

Was she hurt, too?

GEORGE: How badly, we don't know.

She got away.
But we have no idea where she is.

Poor thing.

So where's Harry now?

(EXHALES)

The SS secret police
have asked the army for him.

They say because he's a police officer,
that the army have no right to hold him.

I have to get to Gestapo
headquarters immediately.

That might make them
take an extra interest in Harry.

And you.

I'm sure they'd take a special pleasure
in sitting you down

and tearing out your fingernails.

Well, that's a risk I'll have to take.

That may be, but it is not a risk
the organization can afford to take.

BARBARA: Doug?

He's right.

I have to do something.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

We'd better move.

We'll have to leave through the back,
a dog Walker's passed by

three times in the last hour.

Oh, God.

(CLEARS THROAT)
I think that might be down to me.

How long have they been watching you?

Since yesterday, so...

It's all rather unsettling.

You're a good man, Bernard.

(GUNS COCKING)

BARBARA: Not coming in'?

I have to find Kellermann.

It's the only chance I have
of getting Harry out of custody.

Will he still be up?

He's a creature of habit.

He seems to feel at home
at Kettner's after midnight.

If you'd met him, you'd understand.

You're loyal to Harry.

Of course.

He took me under his wing,
right from the start.

Believed in me.

I wish I had his knack.

And his bravery.

What you're going to do,
is the bravest of all.

I sent Douggie away.

In case it all goes wrong.

You should get away, too.

I'm not going anywhere.

Good journalist never
walks away from a story.

If we get through the next few days...

(EXHALES)

BARBARA: I've been thinking.

About what?

Maybe you and little Douggie
want to leave all this behind?

Come to a safer place.

How could that happen?

You just have to ask me to marry you.

(SHE GIGGLES)
That's all.

I know, I know. It's...

It's hard to know
what we really think or feel.

But, I think I mean it.

I think.

Good luck.

Barbara?

Yes?

ARCHER: These are the atomic calculations.

Spode photographed them.

Why didn't you give this to Hapkiss
when you had the chance?

Because he and Mayhew

may not survive the next few days.

And whatever they manage
to get out of Bringle Sands,

they're always going to need that.

You're the safer pair of hands
to get it to America.

You're good at this game.

Be careful.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Good fellow, perfect timing.

You were expecting me, sir?

KELLERMANN: I sent a messenger
to your house but nobody was there.

Take a seat.

I do hope that young Douglas is all right.

What exactly am I perfectly in time for, sir?

Mmm. There he is.
With that buffoon Obersturmfilhrer Strauss.

ARCHER: Harry?

Superintendent.

You've been a fool, Sergeant Woods.

- If you say so.
- Well, I do say so.

And so does Superintendent Archer

and so does anyone else
if they are being honest with you.

(KELLERMANN SNAPS FINGERS)

Can Sergeant Woods
be permitted to sit, sir?

Hmm?

Oh, very well then.

I cannot understand why this police officer

should be held in your custody, Strauss.

(SNAPS HEELS TOGETHER)
Herr GruppenfUhrer.

The prisoner was only passed
into my custody this evening.

The duty officer who...

He should not have been arrested,
plain and simple.

That does not excuse
a stupid escape attempt.

But he comes under SS protection.

The army

mistakenly arrested
one of our best detectives. You see?

Yes, Herr GruppenfUhrer.

And don't keep calling me
Herr GruppenfUhrer.

No, GruppenfUhrer.

So, you will take this prisoner straight back

to the Feldgendarmerie and explain
to the army their grave error

so they can release him properly.

ARCHER: Sir?

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

We need a statement explaining

that he was investigating
criminal terrorist organizations.

It will have to describe in full detail
Woods' activities

working under StandartenfUhrer Huth.

File numbers.

Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.

Should I check that
with StandartenfUhrer Huth, sir?

I'm afraid when asked, Dr Huth
seemed disinclined to help your Harry.

STRAUSS: Shall we take
the statement immediately?

And do it in German, or Berlin will ignore it.

You will translate for your comrade,
won't you, Archer?

Of course, sir.

And sign it, of course.

Before you leave the building.

(EXHALES)
Gentleman...

(GRUNTS)

Home, milord.

(EXHALES)

I must have nodded off.

What happened back there, Doug?

He ran rings around us,
that's what happened.

Kellermann spinning his bloody web.

He's been sweating ever since Huth arrived.

Worried about his own neck.

ARCHER: And after tonight's charade,

he's got the file numbers
to everything we submitted to Berlin.

So he can look for all the dirt
that Huth has on him.

My heart bleeds for the fat bastard.

It looks like Joan's turned in for the night.

ARCHER: I was wondering
if I could come in for a minute.

I've got something...

Something important to discuss.

I knew you were up to something.

But the King?

I can hardly believe it.

I know.
(CHUCKLES)

We do

go through with this

and I get caught,

you know what will happen to Joan?

HARRY: I can't do that to her.

I shouldn't have asked you, Harry.

Not after what you've been through.

Damn it, Doug.

(DOOR OPENS)

JOAN: Oh, Harry!

Oh!

(SNIFFING)
Oh, my Harry.

I'm all right, girl.

It's just a few bruises.

I thought I might never see you again.

Don't be daft.

Thank you, Superintendent.

(JOAN CRYING)

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

(THUD)

(DOOR BANGING)

Doug.

Sylvia!

I didn't know where to go.

And I remembered you packed Douggie off.
Is it all right?

Of course!

You're safe here.

ARCHER: HOW bad is it?

Hmm, looks worse than it is.

I'm sorry about...

How did you get in?
Did the block warden see you?

No, I came up the back way.

I wasn't going to let
another one mess it up for us.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Harry's been released.

Oh, thank God.

I tried to go back for him,
but there was so much shooting.

Was it you who got him out?

You know I'd never let anything happen
to the stubborn old bugger.

We should have listened to you.

I can understand
why you wouldn't trust me.

That's what Occupation does to us.

What are we going to do
to get rid of them, Doug?

That doesn't sound like you.

Mustn't let something as little as getting shot

weaken your resolve.

(DRAWER OPENS)

ARCHER: People like you

show the rest of us,

the ones with less courage,

that there's still hope.

Harry reckoned you got
Douggie out of the way because

you're going to take a stand.

Harry Woods

knows me too bloody well.

So, Harry's right?

You are up to something.

ARCHER: Well.

You'll hear about it soon enough.

If it comes off

or if it doesn't.

There.

I'll sleep in the boy's room.

Thanks, Doug.

Try and get a good night's sleep.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(GLASS THUDS)

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(MOTOR RUNNING)

(ALARM RINGING)

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

ARCHER: Don't worry.

If it was a raid,
they'd have the back covered.

It's clear. Go back to bed.

(UNLOCKING DOOR)

ARCHER: Morning.

There's been a death in Mayfair, sir.

All right. Give me five minutes.

ARCHER: Morning, Doc.

MAN: Superintendent Archer.

Please don't disturb the crime scene.

Without you jumping down my throat,

I propose ruling out suicide.

You know him?

Just an anonymous civil servant.

MAN: You wouldn't happen
to have any, um...

(LIGHTER CLICKING)

You know,

your cigarettes make murder and death
just that little bit more pleasant.

Well, I'm glad I'm improving someone's life.

Hmm.

No one saw anyone arrive or leave?

Not that I heard.

A place like this,

you think you'd be safe.

I wonder what they wanted.

No safe opened, nothing else disturbed.

Doc, could you...

Wait for the pathologist?

Outside.

Thanks for the tobacco.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(DIALING PHONE)

Ken 0235.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

- Douglas!
- Sydney, I've got bad news.

Bernard Staines is dead.

My God!

How?

Beaten to death, from what I can tell.

And they made a proper mess of him.

Oh, what, uh...

What should we do? If he was tortured,

-if he talked...
- Well, then we're buggered anyway.

Well, I should try to get
word to Georges Mayhew.

ARCHER: No!

Everything is in play now.

I want you to stand ready to get out
as soon as I get Barbara Barga to you.

She's not answering her telephone.

Well, I'm sure she's fine.

I spoke to her earlier this morning.

You need to keep the appointment
with Captain Hesse.

Good luck, Archer.

(RECEIVER CLICKS)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

(GUN CLICKS)

HESSE: Can he be trusted?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)

Well, he hates the right people,
if you know what I mean.

Tomorrow morning, you will be ready?

HARRY: For Blue Jacket.

Yes.

You're ready?

Yes, we're ready.

8:00 a.m.

You will come to the back of the hospital.

An ambulance is waiting.

(INHALES)

You will be met by a man

wearing the uniform of a medical officer.

Do everything he says.

Do it immediately and without question.
Do you understand?

ARCHER: Yes, I understand.

What about the guards?

As part of the crackdown, the SS guard will...

Will be confined to barracks.

There will be only skeleton unit.

A skeleton unit?

There will be only two of us, damn it!

The skeleton will be lifeless.

Uh, make sure the ambulance
doesn't have any number plates.

That way,

if anything goes wrong,
it might give us a few extra minutes.

Yeah.

Agreed.

Blue Jacket won't be wearing
handcuffs or anything?

We Germans are not barbarians, Mr Woods.

Why should he be manacled?

(HARRY CLEARS THROAT)

(LINE RINGING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

Barbara?

She's not here.

ARCHER: Ken 0235

I think the Germans have arrested Barbara.

Call the American Embassy.

I'll try and find out where she's being held.

SIDNEY: My God. Douglas!

It is too risky now.

You mustn't get diverted.

I'm sure they daren't harm Ms Barga.

Most likely thing is that they'll deport her.

No more phone calls, Douglas.

Not until it's over.

HARRY: Doug,

she obviously burnt something in here
before they took her.

Good girl.

Why wouldn't she have used the fireplace?

(SIREN WAILING)

Doug.

- Doug!
- What?

My vote is,
we don't hang around here too long.

(PANTING)

Wait!

HARRY: SS.

They're checking identity papers.

SYLVIA: Your Majesty.

My government doesn't like
its citizens being tortured.

I'm afraid they will never know, my dear.

(GRUNTS)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

Let's get Blue Jacket on his way.

(EXPLOSIONS)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(GUNSHOTS)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)