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The British Empire

and the French Republic,

linked together in their cause...

We shall never surrender.

Men and women of the United States,

this is a momentous hour in world history.

Soldiers, sailors and airmen

of the Allied Expeditionary Force,

you are about to embark upon the Great Crusade.

You will bring about the destruction

of the German war machine.

The elimination of Nazi tyranny

over the oppressed peoples of Europe.

I have full confidence in your skill in battle.

The eyes of the world are upon you.

Hitler's already dead.

Short train ride from Paris to Berlin,

and I get there with this baby...

Pow!

We all go home.

That's a lot of boats!

I think I'd rather be up here.

Some Kraut bomber spots them

all squeezed together like that,

take out 20 at a time.

Tougher to shoot down a plane.

Hey, Rosenfeld!

More GIs die in planes than boats. That's a fact.

Don't listen to Tibbet, Rosenfeld. He's full of shit.

Hey, Grunauer!

How do you say "full of shit" in German again?

I love that.

Hey.

Morton Chase.

I'm a photographer.

I heard the Sergeant say that you were in Italy before this?

It's a great frame. You mind if I snap

a couple pictures of you looking out the window?

You know what I wouldn't mind, Morton Chase,

is you taking your ass back to your seat.

You making friends already, pretty boy?

- You know that guy? - No.

Corporal from Baker Company.

Last minute transfer.

I heard he got put in with us for popping a captain.

He pops his C.O. and gets a ride with us, huh?

So, what did we do wrong?

Uh, Boyce. Gum?

What the fuck is this? What's this, for luck?

Come on, man.

Shit, you're gonna need more than that

when we hit the ground.

Can you give me my chain, please?

Ain't gonna be nothing like boot camp,

not with those Jerries firing real ammo.

And, hell, Boyce, you hardly made it out of boot alive.

No lucky charm in the world

is gonna turn you into a soldier.

Are you finished?

Are you gonna give me the fucking chain?

- I'm screwing with you. - Thanks.

Where's our drop zone, Nez?

The village of Cielblanc, France, Sergeant!

And what is our target, Grunauer?

Radio-jamming tower on top of the church

near the town center, Sergeant!

And why would the Nazis put a radio-jamming tower

on top of a church, Private Boyce?

Because they...

Good Christ Almighty, Boyce.

They put it on a church because

the Nazis are rotten sons of bitches.

And rotten sons of bitches will do anything they have to

to destroy everything that is good in this world!

That is why we have to be just as rotten as they are.

Am I clear?

Yes, Sergeant!

There are gonna be over 120,000 Allied soldiers

fighting their way onto a French beach

in the name of all that is good

and pure in this world.

Those men are gonna need air support!

That support will not make it through Jerry's defenses

if we do not get that tower down by 0600.

So what do you have to do?

Our goddamn job, Sergeant!

That's right.

Your goddamn job.

Corporal Ford here has joined as our explosives expert.

You are lucky to have him.

You will obey his commands as if you heard

my own beautiful voice coming from his lips.

Our drop is 90 minutes out.

- Coo-ree! - Coo-ree!

We must be getting close.

Hope nothing goes wrong.

We miss our drop and land

in the middle of a German squad or something...

Nothing's gonna go wrong.

Because we both know what the Nazis

are gonna do to a guy named Rosenfeld.

Nothing's gonna go wrong.

It's just a little Kraut hello, ladies.

Hold your seat and stay calm.

We jump when the light tells us.

Isn't this fun, ladies?

Oh, shit!

Too much flak!

We're gonna have to drop a couple of clicks south.

Copy that.

Didn't I tell you, ladies,

I'd show you a good time?

We're gonna fucking die!

We're gonna fucking die!

Sarge, you got...

- Murphy! - Medic!

Settle down! This is why we're here.

This is the job.

Grunauer, sit down!

Goddamn it, sit down!

I can save him! I can save him!

He's dead! Sit down! Everybody sit down!

Oh, shit!

Red level! Stand up.

Hook up.

Square up that line!

Wait for green.

Oh, shit.

- See you on the ground. - I'll be right behind you.

Jacob!

- I'll be right behind you. - Okay.

Manual deploy!

Tibbet, go!

Rosenfeld!

Go!

Fuck.

Jacob?

Jacob?

Jacob?

Sarge.

Any of you Krauts got a cigarette?

You got to be shitting me. None of you?

Well, that's goddamn...

Shut up. It's over.

You just let him die.

He was dead before he hit the ground.

He fucking knew that.

What are you talking about? We could've...

Done shit.

There were ten of them,

and I've seen how you hold that rifle.

The Sergeant wasn't the mission.

We got to get that tower down by 0600. Let's go.

Another click north,

we reach the rally point at Cielblanc.

That's if the others even made it.

- Did you see anyone? - No, just you.

And Sergeant Rensin.

Boyce, you keep worrying about dead bodies,

you're gonna be one.

Well, Corporal, I had friends on that plane.

Yeah.

Well, friends die.

Corporal.

Flash.

Thunder.

Welcome to France.

Hey, fellas!

- Shh. - Oh, sorry.

I was afraid it was just gonna be us three.

He was afraid.

I was about to end it if I had to listen

to Annie Oakley over here for another minute.

Tibbet, how you doing on explosives?

I'm good.

Please tell me you got more than just Boyce with you.

Goddamn it. Sorry.

- You got your camera. - Oh, jeez. Huh?

- You brought your camera. - Yes.

- That made the jump? - Yeah.

Wow, that's well-made.

- Thank you. - You get scenic shots with it?

Uh, well, I think

they want me to take some more of the action,

maybe get some scenes from the frontline.

Can I see that? I can use that.

Just be careful with this. You know, it's a fragile...

It's like wearing a spotlight around your neck.

Sorry, man.

Any sign of Rosenfeld?

Saw Grunauer about a mile east.

The Krauts had shot him all to hell.

Shit. Not gonna be nobody left to rally with.

Just keep smiling through it, Tibbet.

Fuck France.

I bet you wish you were back at Italy, huh, Corporal?

How'd you even end up with us?

I don't know, Tibbet.

Why do you talk so much?

Some questions don't have good answers.

I'm gonna put that in my book, Corporal Ford.

Your book?

Yeah. I've been writing it since we got stationed.

Is that what you're always scribbling about?

Jesus, Dawson, I didn't think a hick like you

knew enough letters to make a sentence,

much less a fucking book.

My mama writes her cookbooks for the church back home.

I figured I'd try it over here.

All the stuff regular folks don't know.

What goes on from basic to here.

Sounds thrilling. Bet you'll sell a million copies.

I'd buy one.

Thanks, buddy.

And, Chase, I was thinking maybe me and you

could team up, use some of your pictures in it.

That way, you get a cut of the profits...

Boyce!

Boyce... Boyce, walk on a line to me!

Boyce!

Where's Dawson?

- Where's Dawson? - There is no Dawson.

Walk to me on a line like you're on a fucking tightrope.

Fix your bayonet

and probe to my line.

Come on. We got to go!

Chase, get right on his tracks.

Move it, keep coming.

Hey, hey, hey, get up. Point your weapon that way.

Anyone want to come over here and get me?

Use your rifle. Light taps.

Not hard enough to set off a mine.

Exactly how hard is too hard?

You'll know.

Move it. We need to get to the tree line.

He was there

and then he wasn't.

But you still are.

So get your head right. We got a job to do.

What the hell is this?

A dog, maybe?

Oh. Smells like shit.

- What is that on it? - Looks like an eyeball.

That's not normal.

Hey, turn off the fucking light.

Jesus, sorry.

Goddamn it, doesn't matter what it...

What it is.

That's not a dog.

Kind of looks like a jackal.

- A jackal? - Yeah, you know, Satan's dogs?

Patrol hell.

Rip the spirit right out of your body

and take it straight to the devil.

Where do you come up with this shit?

What do you mean?

How do these things pop into your head?

The Bible.

The Bible.

How many jackals have you seen with a hoof?

That's exactly my point.

This is not your average jackal.

Hey!

Corporal, what do we do?

She can't let anyone know we're here.

Grab her. Grab her.

Easy. Easy, easy. Easy.

Boyce, official translator. All right.

Our girl's a scavenger.

Cielblanc? Is that your village?

Cielblanc?

Germans? Many Germans?

Here.

Boyce, tell her to lead the way.

This?

Here.

Fucking Nazis.

Corporal? This is it.

What are we gonna find in there?

Just an aunt and kid brother.

Okay. We're gonna find out if she's telling the truth.

Boyce, you stay here.

If she runs, shoot her.

Let's go.

No. No.

Girl tip them off?

No. I don't think she likes the Germans

any more than we do.

Because they're pigs.

I needed to make sure you weren't as well.

This way.

Oh, man, that's beautiful.

Ooh la la la. Oui, oui. Oh, you know,

we go to Eiffel Tower and all that shit.

What the hell is that?

My aunt. She's sick.

- Be quiet. - Me?

Tell this kid not to do creepy shit like that.

Is she gonna be a problem?

No.

She's very sick.

Bonjour.

A lot of Krauts moving around out there.

Two buzzsaws by my count.

And that wall is well fortified, too.

Everybody de-rig.

All the explosives and timers on this table,

and I need a count.

Ma'am.

Have you been inside that compound?

No.

The trucks go in and out,

but we are shot if we go near it.

We'll have to clock their patrols and scale it in a gap.

Oh, and hope that there's not a firing squad

waiting for us behind that wall?

We just need enough time to place

the explosives on that tower.

Tibbet, if we could put you in a good position,

you think you could keep those buzzsaws off

Chase and I if they see us dropping over?

Wait, what?

I mean, I can buy you some time,

but once I start popping, they're gonna be coming out

of every door. I can't cover that.

Well, what if I...

I'm not sure that I'm the best person to climb the tower.

Maybe I could go.

What are they doing with them?

What they've done to so many.

To my parents.

- Oh, shit! - Jesus Christ.

You can't stay here.

They patrol all night, inspecting houses,

doing whatever they like.

We just need to stay here till that tower comes down

in less than four hours.

Don't worry, sweetheart.

Oh, Jesus!

We got to put a bell on this little fucker, or something.

There's a lot of soldiers out there

and there's only four of us.

So,

maybe we should wait.

See if more of our guys show up first.

Pretty boy, you finally said something smart.

- Thank you. - Corporal, there is no sense

committing suicide over some tower.

We all heard the Sergeant.

The planes can't provide air support

to the beaches unless we take the tower out.

- Oh, listen to you! - Right?

All of a sudden

talking like a real soldier there, Boyce.

And what are you prepared to do to take out those Krauts?

Whatever I have to.

Whatever you have to.

And what is that exactly? Tell me more.

What's your point, Tibbet?

My point is you couldn't even kill a mouse,

could you?

Corporal, you've got to hear this.

We had this mouse, he gets in the barracks

back at base, right?

The thing's shitting all over the place,

so Sarge, he orders somebody to kill it.

So Boyce here, he catches the thing

in his boot and he sets it loose in a field.

But the mouse comes back the next night,

and it's crapping all over Sarge's pillow.

So Sarge, he has us running up hills

all morning for that shit.

You're not built for this, Boyce.

Even if you were, there's 10 Krauts to every one of us.

Tibbet, enough!

And go see if anyone else made it to the rally point.

- Take Chase with you. - Oh, goddamn it.

Chase, go. And be back here at 0300.

What?

What?

It's all pops and clicks.

I don't understand what you're saying.

He asked if you wanted to play.

He thinks all Americans play baseball.

Yeah, well, not this one.

Tell him to get a pool cue and five bucks

and we'll be in business.

Chase, move it!

Ma'am?

Thank you.

I need you to go downstairs and make sure everything stays clear.

Right, but Tibbet and Chase, they probably need a little...

Boyce, go.

I told you my aunt was sick.

What happened to her?

I don't know.

Ask the Germans.

She hasn't spoken since I got her back from the church.

I need to clean that.

Let's go!

I liked the story about the mouse.

Your English is good.

I went to university in London

to be a veterinarian.

Then the war came,

and everything changed.

That's Paul.

And I'm Chloe.

I'm Ed.

Your French has a different sound.

My grandmother taught me. She was from Haiti.

But she moved to the States. She was in Louisiana.

I don't know Louisiana.

It's hot.

It's hot.

And, um,

there is no war there?

Not like this.

You said before that, um,

the Germans, they took your parents?

Our father first.

A few weeks later they come for our mother.

The German doctor,

he believes the tar in the ground

has some kind of a power.

He calls it his science.

But it's just an excuse to kill us.

Hmm?

Hmm?

Get up, you piece of shit.

You okay?

She is for now.

But none of you will be for very long.

Don't worry about us, Franz.

I like our odds a whole lot better than yours right now.

This is very nice.

Did your boss give this to you

for hitting your execution quota?

I need some kind of sack.

Boyce, you just put the whole fucking mission at risk.

Corporal, we couldn't just let her...

Shut up. Go get Tibbet and Chase.

We got to move on that tower.

Oh, fuck!

Shit!

Jacob?

Shh. Be quiet.

We got to get the hell out of here.

No, wait.

I'm sorry. Listen to me! I have to pull it out, okay?

This might hurt. Sorry.

Come on. Come on.

What now?

Yeah, here.

Here. Cover us.

Hurry.

Come on.

It's been too long.

Ten bucks says Boyce got himself grabbed.

Don't you got yourself a dog to play with or something?

Jesus, Chase. Enough with the camera.

No luck?

I sent him to you.

So it's my fault Boyce didn't show up?

You said wait at the bridge. I waited.

It's a miracle I even kept Jughead here alive.

Hey! Some help!

What happened to him?

I found him inside the church.

Krauts grabbed me as soon as I hit the ground.

Woke up with all kinds of shit stuck in me.

Inside the church? How did you get inside the church?

On dead bodies.

Slow down. Slow down.

Listen to me. They're doing experiments on them in there.

They're doing experiments on the villagers!

- What? - Just like her aunt.

They're burning people with these flamethrowers,

and they're still moving, the bodies...

And they're pumping tar from the ground

into these cocoon things...

Breathe. Did you get eyes on the tower compound?

She doesn't have a body

and she's still talking, and I saw Rosenfeld...

Boyce!

Did you get eyes on the tower compound?

- The tower base... - Yeah.

...is below the ground.

But there's more than that down there.

- Okay. Okay. Okay. - Look.

What the hell is that?

What is this shit?

What is that, German?

I don't understand German. Do you understand German?

I don't speak German.

I'm simply an officer for the Fuhrer.

I know nothing of what the doctor does.

- Oh, you don't? - No.

Well, I don't think that the, uh, private here, I don't think he believes you.

I saw your men and the doctor burn those people.

This is war, ja?

People die in many unfortunate ways.

I'm sure your

corporal has killed many people.

Oh, yeah. Hey.

Stay focused.

I'm on the clock here, Franz,

so if you don't tell me what I need to know,

the private here is gonna paint this room with you.

What do you do with those people

that you take into that church?

They have been given a purpose.

Get her off!

Get her the fuck out of here.

Ugh.

Sorry about that.

Now,

we don't need this

because it's got nothing to do with us.

Fuck you.

Get him up.

- What are we doing now? - Hoist him up.

- What? - Hoist him up.

Nein. Nein.

Corporal, why do we need to hoist him up for?

We know he's not gonna talk. You said we have to move.

We have a mission, right?

Right?

You know what I need to know.

What's inside that compound wall of yours?

Men, weapons, everything.

Hmm?

Fuck you.

Hey, Franz...

I'm gonna win this one.

You're gonna fucking talk. You're gonna fucking talk.

Ford!

- What? - What the hell are we doing?

You think this asshole deserves better?

We're not him!

You want to beat them,

you play just as dirty as they do.

Now get the fuck back.

How many men you have behind that wall?

How many troops inside that compound?

Get the fuck out of here.

Three months ago, I was

cutting grass in my front yard

and the mailman shows up with a letter from the Army.

Now I'm here.

With no idea of where I'm gonna end up.

If we can believe him,

they got at least 40 men inside the wall.

Forty? Well, definitely that's too many.

Right? It's too many.

It'll make it tough to slip by.

Tibbet'll have to keep them busy long enough

for you and me to rig that tower.

You still going with that plan?

It's all we got.

You know, there might be access

to the tower from inside.

I mean, I saw some kind of operations room

when I was down there.

So we gotta fight our way into the church

and then fight our way out? No.

It's better to stay outside.

Sixty minutes until they hit the beach.

You got a vehicle we can use? You won't get it back.

My father kept one in the garage.

Chase, go get the Kraut ready to travel.

We're gonna use him to draw a crowd.

Show me this garage.

Hey. Time to move.

Hey. Fella.

Wake up.

I think I'm gonna need some help...

No! No! Stop it! Stop! Let go! No!

Help!

Chase!

Hey, hey, hey.

Chase, Chase, Chase.

He was asleep.

He was asleep.

Goddamn it.

Shut up. It's not your fault.

- Put pressure on it. - Yeah, put pressure.

Is it bad? Is it bad?

Shh. Just look at me. You're fine. You're fine.

- How's he doing? - Chase.

Open your mouth, huh. There you go.

Hey, Ed? Don't let me die, okay?

You're not gonna die. You're all right.

You're all right.

Pressure, put pressure.

Come on, Chase. It's gonna be okay, son.

I don't feel good.

Stay down, stay down.

Chase, relax, relax, relax.

You're all right.

You're all right, Chase. Just stay with us.

Look at me, Chase, look at me.

Chase. Chase.

Where's my camera?

It's right here.

It's your camera.

Chase.

Chase.

Chase.

Let me put a bullet in his fat Kraut face!

No, no, no, no, we still need him.

I'll get you another one!

What are you doing?

Boyce, he's dead.

Rosenfeld, get these explosives off the table. We need to move.

If they haven't heard us by now, they just did.

Move it!

Keep moving. Move!

Boyce, explosives, now.

Come on. Air support can't cover that beach

as long as that tower's still up.

What are you smiling at, buddy?

Holy Christ.

Uh...

You asked what the serum was, Corporal.

I'm thirsty.

How do you... How do you feel?

I feel really good.

Doesn't even hurt.

Not as bad as it looks, I guess.

That's weird.

Add it to the list.

- Chase? - Huh?

Can you stand up?

Yeah.

Whoa, whoa. Easy.

Is it hot in here?

I feel hot.

- Chase. - Chase.

- Maybe you should sit down. - My head hurts.

What the fuck?

Ed?

- Chase? - Oh, my God.

- Shit. - Jesus.

My head hurts.

Whoa, Chase.

Chase, sit down.

Jesus Christ, Chase! Jesus Christ!

What's wrong with him?

I don't know.

Chase.

I'm gonna fucking shoot him.

Corporal, no, please.

Corporal, relax, please. Chase.

Hey, pal.

Hey, Chase?

What did you do to me, Ed?

- What did you do? - Chase, stop!

What just happened?

A Thousand-Year Reich

needs thousand-year soldiers.

You got to be shitting me.

Boyce.

Boyce!

Hey. Hey. It's over. It's over!

It's over! It wasn't him. That was not Chase.

You hear me? It wasn't Chase.

Holy shit.

Does somebody want to tell me

what the fuck is going on here?

- Paul. - Goddamn it!

Chloe!

Chloe!

Fuck!

Get down!

No! Paul! Paul!

Chloe!

Fuck!

Paul!

Damn it!

We got to move. We take down that tower right now.

Boyce, you and I are climbing it.

Tibbet and Rosenfeld will cover us.

Corporal, wait, what about the kid?

Come on, we got to move! Goddamn it!

They grabbed him because of us. Wait, wait.

And the labs? The shit they're doing down there?

That doesn't matter! They're not our mission.

We take out the tower, troops come in

and deal with whatever's below ground later.

Her brother will be dead by then.

You forget what your job is, Private?

It's about more than that now, Corporal!

Do I have to drag your ass up that fucking tower?

Yes, you do. Because I'm not leaving him down there.

I gave you an order!

No.

No.

No. No!

We have to do this!

You know we have to do this, Corporal.

I can get us inside.

I can. I can get us inside!

We can blow the tower from below.

We can destroy their fucking labs!

We could grab the kid as a bonus. Kill two birds.

If we do this,

our odds of walking out of here

go down to nearly zero.

If we pull it off, that walk back's

gonna feel a hell of a lot sweeter.

And I can lead us straight there.

Okay.

Tell me while we move.

There's an old drainage line just east of the church.

The tunnel entrance is down the slope.

- Right. - And over here is the church.

Make sure you can cover that entrance.

Here should give you a good angle

on our bait and those two buzzsaws.

You got to keep those from getting wound up.

Be nice to have a friend to keep any loose Krauts off me.

Yeah, I can cover him while Boyce sneaks you in.

Okay.

You got to make sure it feels like

the entire 101st is laying down on them.

We need to pull as many outside as we can.

The more they're bunched up for us, the better.

- I'll take care of that. - And be careful.

Gonna catch on at some point it's just two guys.

Just buy us enough time down below to get the ordnance set.

Then we'll rescue the kid.

- I think we can manage that. - Yeah.

Good luck.

You keep your head down.

- You too, Ed. - Yeah.

Hey.

Woulda made a hell of a chapter

in Dawson's book, huh?

- Reloading! - Hurry up, Rosenfeld, I need you!

Shit!

Come on, you fucker!

Door! Get the door! Get the door!

Sounds like the package did its job.

Hopefully those two can pull the rest away.

Don't stop shooting.

It's a two-person gun, you bastard!

Shit! Goddamn it!

Let's move.

Move!

Okay, where now?

I think the tower room is down this way.

What about Paul?

We rig this place, then we find your brother.

Listen, we'll find him. Don't worry.

No. I don't have time for that.

Chloe. Chloe!

She was never gonna wait.

Boyce, go get started on those labs that you saw.

Boats on the beach in 20 minutes.

I'm setting these timers for 18.

Anybody still down here after that is not making it out.

Go.

Paul?

Paul?

He said Paul was in there.

Hey. Paul's not in there. Come on!

Come on. Come on!

- Tibbet! - Oh, shit.

Move it! Move that ass! Go!

This is where they had Jacob.

Slow, slow, slow.

Paul?

- Paul? - Chloe!

- Paul? - Chloe!

Let's go. Let's go! Hurry and get him up.

Let's go.

- Hurry up and get him out. - No.

I have to finish this. I have to finish this!

I'll catch up.

I'll catch up.

Be careful.

Go.

Chloe!

Go, Paul, go!

Hello, Corporal.

I had so hoped

to see you again,

Corporal.

I wanted to thank you...

...for helping me

become the man that I am.

This one, Corporal,

I'm going to win.

Shit.

Cover me!

Get down!

Stay down! Stay down!

What the hell are you doing, kid?

Hey, you're okay. You're okay, all right?

What do you think you are, Stan Musial or something?

All right, look at me.

Hold onto me.

Rosenfeld, go!

Shit.

Rosenfeld!

Somebody's got to put a fucking leash on this...

- Tibbet! Tibbet! - Paul! Paul!

Chloe!

Come on, buddy.

Is the kid okay?

No more running around for you, all right, kid?

Chloe, you see Ed or Ford?

I'm afraid I don't have any of your rope.

But...

Where were we?

Oh, yes.

What's behind those walls?

Me.

Fuck you.

You know,

Corporal,

all that power in the tar...

...running beneath French feet for centuries,

it just needed to be refined by their bodies.

But they lacked the vision to do it.

I am a god,

Corporal.

Germany will have an invincible army.

This Reich, Hitler's Thousand-Year Empire,

is going to take over the world.

You like her, sweet Chloe?

I'll tell her goodbye for you.

How does it feel,

the blood of eternity flowing through your veins?

Not so fucking great.

Boyce.

Ford.

Okay.

Let's get you up. Come on.

- We got to move. - I'm good.

- You're good? - I'm good, I'm good.

What are you doing? What are you doing? Ford!

No, Ford, open the gate!

Listen to me. Look at me. Ford. Hey.

Ford, look at me.

Ford.

Open the gate.

Open the gate, we can fix it.

I didn't get the timer set at the tower.

- You got to go take it down. - I'll take it down, okay.

You just need to open the gate.

Ford.

Ford, look at me. Please open the gate.

Open the gate!

I was never getting back.

And this shit,

our side shouldn't have it either.

It'll have to stay buried down here with me.

You got to finish the job, Boyce,

and blow this whole fucking place up.

Go!

Ford, open the gate.

Ford, please! There's still time! Ford!

Open the gate!

Ford! Ford, come on!

The tower, Private Boyce.

I think I'm done with this.

Thanks.

Under the command of General Eisenhower,

Allied naval forces,

supported by strong air forces,

began landing Allied armies this morning

on the northern coast of France.

This communique will be repeated.

This is a momentous hour

in world history.

This is the invasion of Hitler's Europe.

The zero hour of the second front.

The men of General Dwight Eisenhower

are leaving their landing barges,

fighting their way up the beaches

into the fortress of Nazi Europe.

Yeah, Boyce!

They are moving in from the sea to attack the enemy

under a mammoth cloud of fighter planes

under a ceiling of screaming shells

from Allied warships.

The first news flashes do not say,

but a large proportion of this assault

is believed to be in the hands of America's men.

They unleashed the attack side by side

with the British Tommies...

Ford?

You had plenty of explosive to take the tower out above ground,

but you went below to set the charges.

Yes, sir.

Why would you do something like that, Private?

Corporal Ford thought it was best.

The number of enemy troops, he...

He didn't feel we'd be able to hold them off long enough outside, sir.

Well, your corporal made a hell of a good call.

I just wish he were here for me to tell him that.

So do I, sir.

Go catch a breath.

We're gonna fold you into Charlie Company.

At ease, Private.

Oh, Private?

Did you see anything else when you were down there?

There's talk about some kind of Kraut lab.

So if there's anything down there

that's worth us digging through all that rubble,

you'd let us know, right?

Just the tower control room.

But there's nothing left of that, sir.

That's what I figured.

Good job, soldier. You and your squad.

Thank you, sir.

No wilds.

Matchsticks, five. Buttons, ten.

Are you ready? Ante up. Including you, kid.

He throws two, and I calls me that...

Finally got yourself a friend.

Hey!

Kid's bugging the hell out of me.

All right. Two to you.

- You look better. - Thanks.

Now I just got to convince somebody

how I helped save the war.

Save the war? All I saw was you missing

a bunch of Germans with a machine gun.

Are you kidding? I saved your ass out there.

Is that what happened? I don't remember that.

Do you remember that?

No? That's what I thought.

Did you get your orders?

Yeah, they're putting us in C Company.

Jesus Christ, after all that?

I thought they would just send us the fuck home.

Got a job to finish.

We got to get Tibbet to Hitler.

And then pop!

We all go home.