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(DOOR SWAYING)

MOORE: She claimed the old boy visited her every night for a month.

just stood by her bed in his priest robe

and stared down at her, imploringly.

One night, she decided to overcome her fear

and try and communicate with him.

I don't think she was too successful.

But I think they eventually communicated with a bit of Latin

and a few prayers.

Anyway, the upshot was, this old priest was telling her

that he was walled up at the end of her room

behind the wardrobe, and his spirit wanted out.

(DOOR OPENS)

Anything wrong, Hauptmann?

ULMANN: Just looking, Mr Downing.

Well, if it's women you're looking for, we'll all get up and help you.

(ALL LAUGHING)

-Goodnight, gentlemen. -ALL: Goodnight.

Come on, Paddy, what happened?

Well, it was all a bit odd.

Great Aunt Maud said she was so bothered by the old monk's attitude,

she had the local builder in to bash a hole in the wall.

Damn me if she didn't find a flaming great priest hole behind the plaster.

And a decomposed corpse.

Hundreds of years old.

Sitting there.

She always claimed she recognised what was left of the face

as the old lad who came a haunting.

He never came again.

You tell a good story, Paddy. Goodnight.

ALL: Goodnight.

CARTER: Well, Dick's point was, once they were out,

they stood a better chance of getting clear

if we could delay the Germans finding out that anyone had escaped.

Well, I think I know how to do it.

Now, it's based on the fact that at Appell

the Germans don't check names and faces, they only count heads.

Now, we find or we make a hole somewhere in the castle

and we hide two blokes in it.

When Appell is called, there are two missing,

apparently two prisoners have escaped.

Now, the Germans go out of their minds, trying to find two men who haven't gone.

Now, later when all the fuss has died down,

we send two men out on a genuine escape.

The two blokes hiding in the hole, come out and take their place at Appell.

That way the head count remains the same.

There's nobody missing.

And that gives the chaps who are out on the genuine escape

as much time as they want to get clear.

As long as the hole isn't discovered,

we can go on doing it as long as we want.

Well, it sounds like a pretty good idea.

There's an awful lot of ifs in it though.

That hole will have to be pretty good.

They may have to be down there for some time.

And you'd have to be able to feed them

and let them out occasionally for exercise.

Perhaps it would be better if it wasn't always the same two.

Well, I haven't worked that out yet, sir.

Couldn't you work some sort of rota system amongst volunteers?

Yeah, that's a possibility.

Well, leaving that aside for the moment,

what about this hole? Got any ideas?

Yes, sir. I've just come from the chapel.

Now, the Germans don't go in there very often.

They don't search there a lot. But we can go in there quite regularly.

We can go in and out as we please.

Now, there's a perfect place right under the pulpit.

And the pulpit's movable. I'm pretty sure two chaps could shift it.

All right, Simon. It's a good idea. Let's give it a go.

All right, thank you, sir.

Oh...

As it's the chapel, do you think we should include the Padres in our scheme?

Uh... No. Not for the moment.

(SOLDIER SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

What time is it?

Let us begin with midnight.

The beginning of any new day.

Minuit.

Minuit. Midnight.

(SOLDIERS REPEATING IN FRENCH)

And now let us look at the word for midday or noon.

Now, we understand that if we subtract the number of minutes

after the half hour from the next hour using the word moins,

which, of course, means less.

(SOLDIERS REPEATING IN FRENCH)

Dix heures moins deux.

Ah, Monsieur Carter. Merci.

Tres bien...

-Your ankle, how is it? -Oh! Oh, it's on the mend, thanks.

So, we have... Dix heures moins douze.

(ALL REPEATING IN FRENCH)

(ALL LAUGHING)

(SALUTING IN GERMAN)

Carry on, Ulmann.

PRESTON: All right, gentlemen, sit yourselves down.

Where you can find the room, please.

-All right... -Yes, sir, fine.

Now, you've all had time to consider this scheme.

Now, I want to hear your views on it.

As you know, Simon has already had the hole prepared in the chapel.

Yeah, we're all ready to go once we have the volunteers.

Fine. Well, I have just one more thing to say.

And that is that no one should lose sight of the effort, the patience

and the courage it's going to need to be buried

for considerable lengths of time.

It's no small matter. Anybody who thinks it is, is wrong.

And they could be down there for weeks, and the consolation

is that Simon thinks that they could be fed fairly regularly

and let out occasionally for exercise.

That's all I've got to say. Over to you.

All right.

Well, we'll do it with two initially.

If we can find suitable hiding places, we may increase the number later on.

But for the moment, it's two.

Now, Colonel Preston has suggested that whoever volunteers

automatically goes to the top of the escape list.

What about the other schemes we have going?

Well, they're only affected if this ghost operation

can be of any use to that particular escape.

Well, I think it's a damn good idea.

-Great. -Well, I think you're mad.

Who the hell's going to be entombed for weeks on end in some bloody hole?

Half starved, frozen stiff and dying for a pee.

Have you any idea what you're asking, Simon?

Yes, I have and I think it's a damn good scheme.

Won't the Jerry tumble? I mean, people are recognisable.

Jerry only counts heads and you know it.

Look, what's the matter with you chaps?

This is one of the best ideas we've ever had.

All right, it's a good idea.

But we're also risking bringing Jerry right down on our necks

without actually getting anyone away!

-Well, I think it's worth it. -Well, I don't.

You can count me out for a start.

How long would anyone have to live down there?

Seriously.

Well, the Colonel said it could be weeks.

I'd like to have a try.

Are you sure?

I'll be the other one if that's all right.

All right.

Well, if it's all right with you, sir, they're elected.

As from tomorrow, you two don't live here any more.

Uh... You're going to give me a hand with the pulpit?

Yes, of course.

-But I still think... -It's a hell of a risk, right?

Yes.

-(DOOR CLOSES) -Pulpit.

All right.

Might as well use the time tunnelling.

We can't just sit here.

PLAYER: Not while Ulmann is playing with his toys.

Don't know how good they are yet.

Can you find the lamp?

I guess it's here somewhere.

-That's it. -Thanks.

Alles in Ordnung, Herr Hauptmann.

(SPEAKING IN GERMAN)

(SPEAKING IN GERMAN)

(SOLDIER SHOUTING IN GERMAN)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING)

(SIGHING)

Two of your men are missing, Colonel Preston.

Really?

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

(PRISONERS CHEERING)

MOHN: There is no other possible explanation, sir.

KOMMANDANT: Major, I cannot permit you openly criticising my officers.

They are carrying out my own orders.

This can only imply that you are criticising your Commanding Officer.

You are new to this game, Major.

I understand your concern and your zeal.

But we are not part of a cat and mouse game.

We do everything in our power

to retain and secure enemy personnel

whose avowed intent is to escape.

The record of Colditz Castle speaks for itself.

With respect, sir, I was appointed here

after four officers had escaped together.

KOMMANDANT: Quite so, that is why I'm taking advantage of your presence here.

Major, I am appointing you Area Controller,

directly responsible for the recovery of prisoners

once they have breached our walls.

You will, of course, work from your office here in the castle.

and coordinate Wehrmacht, Police and Landwacht activity.

-Is that understood? -Perfectly, sir.

Your points about...

the security equipment are very valid.

Would these meet your requirements, Major?

Excellently, sir.

Hauptmann Ulmann indented for that equipment

1 4 months ago with my full approval.

As you can see from the last notification,

little of it is available to us and then only in due course.

Whenever that may be.

But this equipment is vital to security, sir.

And to our armed forces.

It is also in short supply thanks to Allied bombing.

-(KNOCKING ON DOOR) -Come in.

We have completed the most thorough search of the entire castle, sir.

I have to report that there is not the slightest trace or indication

of how the escape was effected.

(SIGHS)

-Do you have any theories? -None, sir.

To formulate a theory, we need one small clue. There is nothing.

Especially security.

Allied prisoners are escaping all the time

and not just from this camp,

whereas German officers do not seem to escape from Allied hands.

Why is that, Ulmann?

One may be forced to conclude

that German officers do not wish to escape, Herr Major.

We have installed what equipment has been sent to us

and we will do our duty to the best of our ability.

The better for not arguing amongst ourselves, gentlemen.

Major Mohn, since the prisoners seem to have left the castle

their recovery is now in your hands.

You have my permission to carry on.

Hauptmann Ulmann, one moment please!

This is a very serious situation.

If the Wehrmacht are to remain in control here in Colditz,

every effort must be made to tighten security.

That is your responsibility. Please see to it.

Yes, sir.

(SIGHS)

(WATER DRIPPING)

(SHIVERING) It's cold in here.

(LAUGHS) Thought it was just me.

Gets right into your bones.

If only there was something we could do.

If that Appell was on time, we've been here...

1 2... 1 3 hours.

-Seems like a week. -Yeah.

Well, at least, we seem to have got away with it.

(WHISPERS) What the bloody hell was that?

Sounds?

-You know, football in the yard. -No, it's too early for football.

(RUMBLING)

DOWNING: All right, it's a bit cold.

I'm stiff.

Listen, it worked beautifully, but there's a change of plan.

There's no time for a stretch now.

-Ulmann's tearing the place apart. -DOWNING: He's really hounding us.

Listen, we brought what we could. It's not much,

but it'll have to do until we can get back.

-It'll be about 24 hours. -Anything.

(WHISTLING)

-BRENT: Simon, we need a blanket. -PLAYER: Right.

All right, pull.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

What have we got?

A couple of potatoes.

That's one bag of sugar.

Water.

Toffee.

Simon's becoming a sadist.

(RUMBLING)

There it is again. Listen.

(RUMBLING CONTINUES)

It's the foundations.

-Come off it. -No, it's true.

The other night, I had a dream.

There's so many tunnels under this place that the...

foundations gave way, the whole bloody castle collapsed.

I'm serious. Listen.

All right, George. I'll tell you what it is.

It's those other fellows.

Paddy's boys.

Priests in the hole.

Ghosts.

Here. Have a spud.

(INAUDIBLE)

(DOGS BARKING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(SHUSHING)

(SOLDIER SPEAKING IN GERMAN)

-French? -(SOLDIERS SPEAKING IN GERMAN)

Merde!

ULMANN: I'm sorry, Lieutenant. It's out of my hands.

LIEUTENANT: The chapel is a place of worship. I can't understand.

If prisoners want to abuse their privileges,

they cannot complain if those privileges are taken away from them.

-But... -I'm sorry!

If you wish to continue your services,

I suggest you hold them in the courtyard.

It is hardly suitable.

Lieutenant, I do not personally subscribe to your faith,

but if I did, I would accept your own axiom,

God's house is everywhere.

Goodnight.

And the fact remains that two of our chaps are stuck down that hole

without the remotest possible chance of getting out under their own steam.

What's the food and water situation?

We managed to get some rations to them, so they can hold out for a while.

That's not good enough, is it?

Are you suggesting that we give this scheme up, sir,

at the first hint of trouble?

Listen, there's all right for a little while.

Let me see if I can find another way round it.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

Oh, hello, Doc. Thank you for coming.

You know the trouble we're in, I suppose.

How long will they last out down there?

Well, in their present state, I estimate three days top-weight...

Three? They're good for five at least...

Damn it, Simon, I do know something about my job!

-They're used to short rations. -Possibly.

But I'm not talking about starvation or dying of thirst.

Have you any idea what the temperature is like?

On an earth floor, under stone, in a damp and semi-airless hole?

-It is serious, sir. -Yes, I'm quite aware of that.

All right, Simon, I give you and the committee until tomorrow morning

to work out some scheme to get to those two. If you can't, I must...

-(KNOCK ON DOOR) -Come in.

(DOOR OPENS)

Oh, Andre, hello. Uh, excuse me a moment.

-That'll be all. -Sir.

Now look here, Simon, I don't give a damn what schemes you've got going!

Just you get those chaps out of there

or I'll use my medical prerogative and override the Colonel.

-They'll be all right. -They will not be all right!

They're going to run out of food and water.

The air will become putrid

and their body temperatures will drop to danger level.

With their resistance as low as it is,

they'll contract pneumonia in no time at all.

CARTER: They know what they're doing.

DOCTOR: Look, what happens if one of them dies?

-CARTER: I'll take that responsibility. -DOCTOR: You haven't the right!

It's my job to keep those men alive.

CARTER: And it's my job to get them out!

(GLASS CLINKS)

PRESTON: Andre, I think we both owe each other an apology.

(SPEAKS FRENCH)

I'm referring, of course, to your tunnel in the chapel.

I'm sorry it was discovered. We all are.

But the fact remains that our Escape Officer wasn't informed about it.

And that could have endangered other escape attempts.

Had I been informed of any escape attempts likely to endanger ours,

I would have mentioned it, John.

(CHUCKLES) Well, that's what I mean about owing each other an apology.

Do you have an escape planned for the chapel?

Mmm.

I am sorry.

Well, let's stick to the rules in future, shall we, Andre?

-Just keep each other informed? -Okay.

(GRUNTING LOUDLY)

-What is it? What is it? -Cramp.

(BRENT GROANING)

It's so cold.

(SHIVERING)

What the hell has happened?

Simon should have been here hours ago.

MOHN: A considerable undertaking, sir.

I'm aware of its scope, Major. Is there some point you wish to make?

Yes, Herr Oberst.

Hauptmann Ulmann, if you would be kind enough to read this report, please,

and the inventory.

Read it aloud please, Ulmann.

''The French tunnel is 44 metres in length.

''It proceeds from the cellar under the floor of the chapel,

''eventually dropping down some eight and a half metres,

''and out under the castle walls.

''It was already through the stone

''and into the soft outside earth when discovered.

''In the process of the tunnelling, I have calculated that the prisoners

''have removed over three tons of earth and stone

''which they have hidden about the castle.''

Three tons, sir. The inventory, please, Ulmann.

(PAPER RUSTLES)

''1 40 metres of shoring timber,

''36 metres of timber rails for two trolleys with wheels,

''94 metres of rope, ''1 62 metres of electric cable,

''1 9 electric light bulbs and holders, one fuse switch board,

''38 sand bags, four shovels, four hammers,

''two picks, one crowbar, three metal pulleys,

''six empty wine bottles derived from our own cellars,

''and one bourbon sausage.''

Please make your point, Major.

It is one thing to discover a tunnel, sir,

we should also recognise that this work has been going on for over a year,

during which time three tons of material have been disposed of

without our knowledge, to say nothing of the material which has been stolen.

How can this be, Ulmann?

-We have to deal with... -I am grateful for your report, Major,

but there are two prisoners still missing.

Have you had news of them?

I regret, sir, neither the police nor the Gestapo

have been able to find any trace of the missing prisoners.

They have vanished into thin air, sir.

Indeed.

Thank you, Major.

Gentlemen.

PRESTON: You're quite sure it can't be done?

Yes, sir, we've been through every possibility.

There's no other way.

Only the sacristy leads off the chapel and that doesn't have a door.

It doesn't even have a window.

Right. Well, it's about time the Padre made representations to the Kommandant

to get that chapel opened again.

-Ask him to come and see me, will you? -Yes, sir.

Oh, Simon,

on second thoughts, don't you ask him.

-Get the officer of the day to do it. -Right, sir.

BRENT: Dick?

How long can we hold out?

I mean,

suppose no one comes?

We'd better see what we can do on our own.

Put your back against the stone.

No. No. Use your feet. I'll try with my back.

BRENT: Okay.

-Ready? -Yeah.

Right! Right.

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

PRESTON: Come in.

Oh, hello, Padre.

-How are you? -Oh. All right, thank you, sir.

Good, good. Come and sit down, won't you?

Thank you.

Uh, Padre, I've had several representations

to get the chapel opened for worship again.

That's what I wanted to see you about.

Have you made any approaches to the Kommandant about it?

Uh, no, sir. I did speak to Father Denny and Pastor Vesuvus of course.

And we decided it was a military matter.

The chapel has been used unlawfully.

Uh, yes. Yes, of course.

I did approach Ulmann, but he suggested

that service could be held in the courtyard.

He reminded me that God's house is everywhere.

He's right, of course.

So I've just put up a notice for service for this afternoon.

-Outside? -Yes.

It's going to be a bit cold out there, Padre, isn't it?

Yes. I really think we ought to make some approach to the Kommandant.

Well, as you wish, sir.

But, in the meantime, I intend to hold the church parade outside today.

Perhaps by next Sunday we will have persuaded the Kommandant

to reopen the chapel.

Uh, yes, yes, perhaps.

Uh, you know, Padre, I think

a lot of the officers would like to show that they're behind you in this.

Perhaps if we had a really good turnout today,

it might make the Germans think again.

Yes, well, in all honesty, I can't pretend that I attract a multitude.

No, no, perhaps not.

But, you know, I think on this occasion, I might be able to guarantee you one.

What time is your service?

-At 2:00, sir. -2:00.

Well, if you could put it back an hour, say till 3:00,

I think I could make sure to have quite a good turnout.

I don't see why not.

Do you think you could possibly get the word around?

Yes, just leave that to me. I'm pretty sure I can.

Good.

We'll show those Jerrys.

Well, thank you, this is most gratifying.

You know, I didn't think anyone really cared.

Right. I want volunteers for a church parade at 1 500 hours.

-That means everybody. -Oh, no.

SBO's orders.

Simon?

Where's Paddy Moore?

(ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING)

(PRISONERS SINGING HYMN)

(COUGHING)

PADRE: Let us pray.

Almighty God, bringer of all good things,

look down upon Thy servants in adversity.

Help us to bear the trials and tribulations of human frailty.

Give us light.

Take from us the doubts and uncertainties

that question Thy eternal wisdom.

Grant us, we beseech Thee, the comfort of Thy Holy Spirit

through Jesus Christ, our Lord.

Amen.

(DOOR OPENS)

-How'd it go? -It's all ready.

I couldn't get at them all, but it's enough to channel

most of the power into the courtyard speakers.

Should be quite effective, I think.

''And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year,

'''Give me some light that I may enter safely into the unknown.'''

My friends,

you and I find ourselves today

standing in this cold yard,

confined in an ancient castle in the middle of Germany,

among, in the words of our last hymn,

''unnumbered foes.''

We are held captive, away from home,

and our loved ones.

Thank you.

It is rather cold, I'm afraid.

We have been forbidden the use of our place of worship,

and yet, I tell you, God sees us.

He knows our plight and he's not unmindful.

(COUGHING)

And yet our German captors attend their churches and make worship.

And doubtless, God hears their plea, too.

(ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING OVER LOUDSPEAKER)

We ask ourselves a recurring question...

(MAN SPEAKING GERMAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER)

How can this...

(ALL CLAMOURING)

(CHEERING)

(MAN WHISTLING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

-(KNOCK ON DOOR) -Come in.

Colonel, my outdoor service was a shambles.

I'm ashamed. It was an affront to God.

It is essential that an approach be made to the Kommandant

to reopen the chapel immediately.

All right, Padre, I'll go and see him at once.

Do I take it I should making this representation

on behalf of all denominations?

In my anger, I came straight to you,

but I feel certain we would not be presuming upon anyone's finer feelings

if the request were made for all.

All right.

Uh, Padre, I think I would prefer that you came with me.

Simon. Okay, what are you doing about Player and Brent?

Not now, Doc.

Simon, your time's up! Their food ran out ages ago.

Their physical condition must have deteriorated alarmingly.

Oh, for God's sake! It's bad enough with Ulmann and his flaming machine

all over the place without you getting at me as if I'm trying to kill somebody.

I'm not a sadistic sod, you know. I don't enjoy this.

The Colonel's with the Kommandant now.

They're trying to have the chapel reopened.

We haven't reached your deadline yet!

Simon, it was two days ago.

I don't think I quite understand you, Major.

I think you do, Colonel Preston.

The Kommandant is not available at this moment.

I'm deputed to listen to all complaints and act as I see fit.

May I remind you that as Senior British Officer

I'm entitled to see the commanding officer of this prison camp

on any matter relevant to the welfare of the men under my command

once request has been made. I am making that request.

I can't accept that a junior officer ranking below me

should intercede or deny...

As a prisoner of war, I hardly think it is a matter of your acceptance.

And I must insist that my request be made known

to the Kommandant immediately.

Request refused.

(AIRCRAFT APPROACHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

-Any luck, sir? -No, I'm afraid not.

I've been refused access to the Kommandant.

Simon, at the next Appell, I want you to tell the officer of the day

to give no orders as he will receive none from me.

As of this moment, I refuse to command the British contingent in Colditz.

(RINGING)

(GUARDS SHOUTING IN GERMAN)

Oh, come on, Padre, that's quite impossible.

I assure you I must have sunk one of your battleships.

Well, let's check the numbers again, shall we?

-D-2. -Mmm-hmm.

F-4...

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(GUARD SHOUTING ORDERS IN GERMAN)

On your feet!

-Lieutenant Carter, what is happening? -I don't know.

Why are the British officers not on parade?

We don't have any orders.

MOHN: What is the trouble, Hauptmann?

The British prisoners are refusing to parade, sir.

Apparently there is no chain of command.

Indeed. But where's the Senior Officer?

-He's in his quarters. -Take two men and bring him down here.

KOMMANDANT: One moment.

-Lieutenant Carter. -Sir!

-Is Colonel Preston ill? -No, sir.

Hauptmann, go to Colonel Preston's quarters

and remind him that Appell has been called.

Inform him that the Kommandant is inspecting the parade

and demands that he present himself forthwith.

Sir.

I would like an explanation of this conduct, Colonel.

Kommandant, earlier today,

I made a request of your second in command

to see you with my chaplain.

That request was refused.

As Senior British Officer, I have the right

of reasonable request to you about the welfare of my men.

If that access is denied, my authority therefore undermined,

I have no alternative but to relinquish that authority

and cease to command the British officers in Colditz.

I see.

Colonel Preston, there's obviously been a misunderstanding of my orders.

If you will reassume command of your officers for Appell,

I will see you in my office immediately after.

Thank you, Kommandant.

-Captain Downing, please. -DOWNING: Sir!

-Fall in the officers. -Sir.

British contingent, fall in!

Kommandant, I quite understand your reasons for closing the chapel,

but it's my belief that it's every man's right to worship as he sees fit.

That means in his own way and in a place set aside for that purpose.

(EXHALING) Lieutenant Jordan,

is it not possible to conduct services in the courtyard?

I held one today, sir. It was a disaster.

Apart from the obvious distractions and noise,

several men fainted with the cold.

They are already very weak, you must realise.

Very well. The chapel may be opened for worship once again,

but it will continue to be locked after curfew.

Thank you, gentlemen.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Thank you, Major.

(SIGHS)

(PRISONERS GROANING)

PADRE: Colonel Preston,

I think you might have had the courtesy to inform me

of your true intention regarding the chapel.

God and divine worship is not just another attribute

to be employed to advantage of the Escape Committee.

For myself,

I don't particularly mind being used.

I may be nothing more than a Padre, but I am also a man.

I have my loyalties and duties which are not strictly those of my calling.

Couldn't you have trusted me as a fellow officer?

I apologise.

There was no intention to make light of the solemnity of worship

and I don't think we've done so,

but I could not include you in our plans.

I accepted the responsibilities of a soldier when I put on this uniform.

My cloth is khaki, Colonel. I'm not ashamed to be wearing it.

Too many men-at-arms regard us as children

to be tolerated in the halls of men.

''When I was a child, I spoke as a child,

''I understood as a child, I thought as a child.

''But when I became a man,

''I put away childish things.''

Nevertheless, Padre,

your calling does effectively place you outside certain activities.

I cannot, in fact I will not, place you in an untenable position.

Your cloth demands that difference and that respect.

To worship as we see fit, is, I submit,

one of the reasons that we are fighting and escaping for.

If I have offended you as a man, it is because of your cloth.

I very much doubt, Padre, you can have it both ways.

(EXHALES) All right, you can put your shirt on.

Well?

Well, they're lucky this time. No real damage done.

Right. We can go on with it.

What do you mean, ''go on with it''?

(SCOFFS) Well, as two have escaped, they can hardly appear again, can they?

Not without giving the whole game away. Or can they?

You're not saying you expect them to go back into that damned hole?

Well, not immediately, no.

I've worked out a rota of volunteers.

These two will take their turn on it like everybody else.

Oh, come off it, Doc.

-Who's going next? -Willoughby and Naylor.

I've already got another hole.

You never stop, do you?

That's what it's all about, mate.