All language subtitles for Hoganss Heroes S04E10 No Names Please.eng

Right.
Okay.

Wait a minute.

Lift him up, there.

Careful.

Gorblimy!
He weighs a ton.

Oh, my ankle!

Watch it, will you?

All right, easy.

Is it broken?

In about
three places.

No, he can move it
all right, sir.

Yeah, it's
just a sprain.

You're an American.

Yeah. Who are you?

Walter Hobson,
correspondent,

Affiliated
Newspaper Alliance.

Checks, sir.

Hard way to
get a story.

There's a war
going on, you know.

Newkirk, did
you hear that?

Yeah, I knew
there was something

bloody unusual going on.

You're a Limey.

Who, me, guv'nor?

A Yank and a Limey.
What's this all about?

Quiet. Here
comes somebody.

The guys who bailed out
with him didn't make it.

They all caught it.

If we'd stayed
in formation,

the Krauts would
never have got us.

Would you like
to go back up

and fight the
battle again?

Who's the expert?

Walter Hobson,
correspondent.

He sure got smart
awfully fast.

Can't be more
than a couple hundred yards.

Did they see you?

I don't think so.

Most likely
they're just

spraying the
woods... in case.

We can get lead poisoning

from that kind of spray.

Can you carry him?

I think so.

All right, Olson,
bury the chute.

Carter, move out
about 50 yards east.

Return their fire,
circle around,

lead them away.

Newkirk, move out west.

Do the same routine,
same order,

and fellas, be careful.

Don't shoot
each other, huh?

The Krauts are that way.
Roger.

Who are you guys?

Ah! Auto Club.

Emergency road service.

Come on, let's go.

Where are
you taking me?

One more question
from you,

we're going to ask for
your membership card.

Come on.

Olson, check
the emergency tunnel

all the way
to the ladder

and make sure
we're in the clear, huh?

Right, Colonel.

Hogan, I'd like
to ask you

a couple of questions...
Carter, not too tight.

Give him support, but don't
cut off the circulation.

Yes, sir. You know,

I used to do a lot
of this back home

in the Boy Scouts. I'm glad.

Colonel, like I said,
I'd like...

Newkirk, why don't
you go on up

and check the hut and
see if there have been

any phone calls for us.

All right, sir.
Will do.

Got anything?

Yeah, from London.

A courier plane's
gonna drop a music box

in our sector
tomorrow night.

A music box?

It's a radio.

Oh.

And they want us
to pass it along

to the underground.

Seems the Krauts
are planning a big offensive,

and we don't have
enough information.

All right,
have Newkirk

make the catch
and bring it in.

Alert the underground.

Will do.

And, uh, Kinch,

signal London
Hobson is safe.

He'll be set to travel
in a couple of days.

We'll send him back to
England, usual route.

Right.

All clear
up there, sir.

There's no sign of
trouble, sir. Good.

This place is busier
than the Pentagon.

Yeah, we do all right
for a branch office.

There are some questions
I'd like to ask.

Shoot.

There's really a POW camp

right over our heads?

You saw it on the way in.

Guards, barbed wire,
the works.

Garden spot
of Germany.

Our commandant
wears a monocle.

It's all very colorful.

This goes on
all the time...

Rescuing flyers,

picking up
underground radio sets?

In our spare time,
a little sabotage.

Personally, I find
that the most fun.

You never get caught?

What a story.

A story you can't write.

Hogan. Right under
the German's feet?

Our only chance for survival
is secrecy.

You could get us all killed.

Okay, okay.

You saved my life.

I'm grateful.

Fine. Let's leave it at that.

But when I get
back home,

I could contact
your relatives.

If you give me their
names and address...

Hold it.
Knock it off!

That's out!

Our people think
we're ordinary POWs.

You give them a call,
let something slip...

and we've had it.

All right.

Is there anything

I can do to show
I'm grateful?

There sure is,
Hobson.

Go home.

All right, take
it easy, Hobson.

You'll be okay.

Now, the driver's
on our side.

He'll drop you off at the
right spot in Hammelburg.

He'll move you
along the coast.

LeBeau?
Yeah.

Come on.

Hey, Schultz.
What is it?

Come here a second.

But... listen,
I'm busy!

Come on, come on,
I have something to tell you.

Will you please
leave me alone?

I'm busy. I have lots
of things to do.

Okay. Take it easy,
Hobson.

I'm making apple
strudel tonight.

You want some?

Apple strudel. Mmm.

I love it.

Good.

Now, if I can
get from you

the apples, flour,
sugar and raisins,

you can have some.

Relax, Hobson.
Stay limp.

And no smoking.

Hurry, Colonel. Hurry.

All right, put them in.

If I get you the apples,
flour, sugar, raisins.

How about cinnamon?!

Danke! Huh. Big deal.

Well, what are you doing there?!

Get out of here!

What are
you doing here?!

Ah, we've been just giving
the guy a hand, Schultz.

Guy a hand...
Get out of here!

Just giving him
a hand.

Out! Out!
Immediately out!

Get out of here!
Carter!

You heard me! Out!

We're just
trying to help,

for Pete's sakes.

Oh, I'm always in trouble
when you help me!

All right, Schultz,
if that's how you feel,

do it yourself.

Come on!

Okay.

What are you waiting?!

Let's go!

London says we'll
have to keep it here

a while longer, till they
reorganize their network.

Oh, great.

You realize
we've had that radio

better than a month?

If anyone's caught with it,
it's the firing squad.

Well, it's as safe here
as anyplace.

Incidentally,
where is it?

Carter's sitting
on it.

Why don't you
tell a guy?

Gestapo checking in!

Old lovable Hochstetter...

in his basic black.

Makes my day.

What does
he want?

If it's the radio,
he can't have it.

This was published
in an American newspaper

a few weeks ago.

And sent to the Gestapo

by a German agent
in the United States.

Do you think
there's any harm,

his knowing that
we have agents

in America, hmm?

No, I don't think so,

especially since
you've just told him.

That's what I thought.

Don't worry,
your secret's safe with me.

Now, Hogan,
I'm going to read to you.

Oh, good.

"For security reasons,
I cannot tell you

"the exact location.

"The request was
'no names please, '

"but somewhere in Germany,
an American officer

"is operating
a sabotage and rescue unit

"from, of all places,
a German POW camp.

"These men
saved my life.

To me, they are among
the unsung heroes of this war."

Walter Hobson.

Who's he?

An American
journalist.

This was sent to Spain,
then to Portugal, then forwarded

to Switzerland and finally sent
here to Germany.

Well, Hogan?

Stamps must have cost
a fortune.

Are you this
officer?!

Oh, a spy operating
in Stalag 13.

That's impossible.

Let's keep
this war sensible.

Hogan, any prisoner
who carries on sabotage

or espionage activities
is no longer protected

by the Geneva
Convention.

No kidding?

And any prisoner caught
in such activities

can be shot or hanged.

Or both.

Don't get greedy.

Klink...

the Gestapo will undertake
an investigation

of all POW camps at once,

beginning right here.

There is nothing more
to be said to either of you.

Whatever happened
to "auf Wiedersehen"?

Huh! Spies in my
stalag. Ridiculous.

Silly.

Impossible.

Out of the question.

I will not waste
any more time on it.

It's out of my mind...

Hogan, could there be
any truth in that story?

Aw, come on, Colonel, just
because there's a war on

and we're enemies...

Would I lie to you?

Yes.
True.

Hogan, are you a spy?

Me? I don't
know anything

about the underground
or sabotage.

What's there to know?

You plant a bomb
and a bridge blows up.

A child could do that.

You must know some nice kids.

All right,
let the Gestapo investigate.

They'll soon find out that...

Wait a minute.

You just admitted
that you would lie to me.

Well, doesn't that
prove something?

Prove what?

That you can depend on me.

Achtung!

Herr Kommandant,
the new men.

Private Berger.
Private Holst.

Mmm-hmm. Very good.

Now...

let's see
what we have here.

Gentlemen, welcome
to the most secure

prisoner-of-war camp
in all Germany.

Notice anything special
about those two?

Nah. Just run-of-
the-mill Krauts.

When you've seen one Boche,
you've seen them all.

The older guy
is a typical 4-F type,

but now look
at the other one.

What's a young
Kraut doing so far

from the action?

He's too healthy
for this kind of duty.

Now, I want
you men to know

that you have been posted

to the most secure POW camp
in all of Germany.

Now, here at Stalag 13, we...

Schultz,
aren't you listening?

Jawohl, Herr Kommandant.

Oh, it is so
interesting.

Let's check on him.

Newkirk, try their
footlockers, huh?

Will do, sir.

Go talk to Schultz.

Colonel, what
do you expect

to find out
about them?

Nothing, I hope.

The older guy's papers
are okay,

but this Berger
is something else again.

Look at this.

The dates stamped
in his pay book are old,

but the ink is new.

Why?

They're phony.

Don't bet against it.

They're on their
best behavior,

especially the young
one, Berger.

Trying to make points
with Sergeant Schultz, huh?

He even volunteered
for night duty.

That's nice.

The next time
I see him in town,

I will buy him a beer.

The next time
you see him in town?

He introduced himself
at the Hofbrau

on the night before he was
transferred to our stalag.

Why are you
so interested?

I forgot to tell you...

This is Know
Your Kraut Week.

Know Your Kraut Week?

I, uh...

would've called
from the lobby,

but the house phones
were busy.

Then he meets
Schultz in town,

buys him a beer
and asks questions.

What did you
tell him, hmm?

Nothing!
I said nothing!

Blabbermouth!

He then volunteers
for night duty.

That'll give him a chance
to look around.

Today we caught him
searching my room.

That is the duty of every guard.

Jawohl. I have
done it myself.

Really? When?

Well, I-I...

Uh, Commandant,
it adds up.

Berger is Hochstetter's man.

Mm-hmm.

Now, let us suppose...

that he really works
for the Gestapo.

Now, I have
nothing to hide,

you have nothing
to hide, and, uh...

Schultz, he can't hide.

Look, Hochstetter needs
a fall guy.

Unless you give him something
for all his trouble,

he'll never get off your back.

Mm-hmm, give him something...
Very interesting.

A long time ago,
before we realized

it was useless
to try to escape from you,

we started working on a tunnel
in Barracks Four.

What?

Did you know about this?

Of course, Herr Kommandant.

Uh, uh, what barracks?

Barracks Four.
Oh.

Um, suppose we started
work on that tunnel again,

and when you're ready,
you inform Hochstetter?

Aha!

A frame-up for the Gestapo.

He's always one jump
ahead of everybody.

Amazing!
Mm-hmm.

Do you realize I would have
to send you all to the cooler?

We serve a couple of days;

Berger's transferred
to another camp;

you release us.

Excellent!

This will prove
once and for all

to the Gestapo that I know
exactly what I'm doing,

that I'm completely
in command here.

Question, Herr Kommandant.

What?

Will they believe it?

Commandant, you're late.

Hogan!

You know, I never realized how
many eyes are always on me.

I actually had
to sneak in here.

That's the price
of popularity, sir.

Where's the tunnel?
Find it.

Don't think I can't.

I've been here just
as long as you have.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, you're cold,
Commandant. Cold!

Getting warmer.
Hogan!

I don't need your help.

Aha!

I see some tracks.

They give away
your tunnel. Mm-hmm.

This wardrobe,
it moves out, hah?

Now I understand why
you never tried an escape.

The chickens have very
little chance against the fox.

Would you like
to try for the best

two out of three, Colonel Fox?

What?

We put the tracks there
and put the sawdust there,

so that you Krauts... I
mean, you foxes would find it.

But here, ladies and gentlemen,

is the real tunnel.

Amazing.

Hogan, I must
confess, your ingenuity

leaves me absolutely speechless.

Commandant, you're
better off that way.

Klink and Hochstetter
catch us in Barracks Four,

while Carter and Kinch
take the radio out

through the emergency tunnel

and rendezvous
with the underground.

What do you think?
Suicide.

We'd never have a
chance. Impossible, Colonel.

I'm glad you like it.

It's a big risk, Colonel,

with Hochstetter and
his goons nosing around.

The orders are
to move that radio along.

I came up with a plan...
You don't like it,

anybody else got a better one,
I'm listening.

I say we stay quiet as mice
and let them get careless.

I think that's a good idea.

It's a good plan.

It could be five
or six weeks, or more.

The underground needs
the radio now.

All you've come up with
is a delay.

What kind of a plan
is that?

It's a stay-alive
plan, Colonel.

Rejected.

We go through with it.

Now, Berger,
I want you in on this.

Learn how these things
are done.

Jawohl, Herr Kommandant.
Danke.

Oh, you are lucky the commandant
takes such an interest in you.

I'm lucky, too...
He taught me everything I know.

Every teacher fails
once in a while.

Jawohl, Herr Kommandant.

Now, Colonel Hogan
and his men

will try a mass escape
Wednesday night.

They've almost completed
the tunnel out of Barracks Four

and under the wire.

May I ask how you found
this out, Herr Colonel?

Ja. I would like
to know that, too.

Superior intelligence,
reasoning power.

No magic, no tricks.

Remarkable.
It is?

I mean, yes, it is!

Berger!
Jawohl, Herr Kommandant.

You will carry on
as though you know nothing.

Schultz can help
you with that.

Then, Wednesday night,
I want you to accompany me

when we raid Barracks Four

and arrest the prisoners.

That's all for now.

Dismissed.

I will have the men
ready for the raid

Wednesday night,
Herr Kommandant.

Just a moment, Schultz.

Tuesday night.

Tuesday?

Hogan thinks he
can outsmart me.

He'll try to use the
tunnel a day earlier

and really escape,

but I shall be
waiting for him,

and I won't have to share
credit with Major Hochstetter.

Am I not clever?

Could I think about that,
Herr Kommandant?

Yes, Schultz.

I want you to give that
a lot of thought...

on your way to
the Eastern Front!

Well, Klink, that is good news.

You see what is possible
when you try?

It's all a question
of ingenuity, Major.

I amaze myself at times.

Oh, Klink,
you have always amazed me.

Thank you, Major.

Now, if you can be here
Wednesday night,

I shall be honored to include
you in the raiding party.

Oh, that is very kind of you.

Ja, I will be there.

Heil Hitler.

Every year that man lives

takes at least a century
off the Thousand-Year Reich.

He wants to arrest Hogan
on Wednesday night,

and he is generous enough
to include the Gestapo.

I will give the necessary
orders, Herr Major.

Ja.

But I will be at Stalag 13
on Tuesday night.

Tuesday?

May I ask the reason for this?

Do I need a better reason
than Klink?

The Iron Colonel?

Tuesday night, Colonel?

What happened to Wednesday?

Yeah, the arrangement

with Klink was
for Wednesday.

Right, but we move a day sooner.

Notify the underground

and have somebody stand by
for the radio.

But why a day earlier?

Well, if there's an honest way
to do something

and a sneaky way to do it,

which would our beloved
commandant choose?

So, we move
on Tuesday?

Boy, Colonel,

you sure do
understand Klink.

Yeah, and it's beginning
to frighten me.

All right, you'll wait
till you hear from me

and then move out fast.

Right, Colonel.
Let's go.

The men are posted,
Herr Kommandant.

Everyone is ready.

Excellent.

Now, first we will
move to Barracks Four

and take over their
little tunnel,

then to Barracks
Two and arrest Hogan.

Understood?

Understood.

I was right.

Old honest Klink
is headed this way.

Stand by.

Okay.

Red Fox calling
Pussy Cat.

Red Fox
calling Pussy Cat.

Do you read
me? Over.

This is Pussy Cat.

I read you, Red Fox.

I read you. Over.

Bad guy's almost here.

Repeat. Bad guy's almost here.

Get the music box and move out.

Good luck. Over.

Okay, Red Fox, understood.

Over and out.

That's the word, Andrew.

Let's go.

Okay, Pussy Cat.

Hogan!

The least you
can do is knock.

Oh, that's
bloody rude.

You told me
it was going to be Wednesday.

Well, it's my tunnel,
you know?

I was right.

Trying to escape
a day early.

All is prepared, Herr Major.

Good.

Herr Kommandant,
Major Hochstetter's here.

He's going
into Barracks Number Two.

Major Hochstetter?

Major Hochstetter?

The escape's over here.

He's coming.

So, you're all
under arrest.

You're a little
late, my friend.

Always a bridesmaid,
never a bride.

Major, this happens
to be Tuesday.

Oh, thank you very much.

I distinctly told you
Wednesday, not Tuesday.

You think I listen
to what you say?

You might as well
have said Friday for all I care.

I never said anything
about Friday.

I didn't say you said anything
about Friday.

Now tell me, was it Tuesday
or Wednesday? Be honest.

Honest with you?

You don't even know
how to spell the word.

Ha! Coming from the Gestapo,
that sounds very funny.

Now you may leave any time

and take your spy,
Private Berger, with you.

What spy? And more, I
want to tell you something.

I don't know...
Hold it!

You make me feel terrible.

What?!

Well, it's true
we dug the tunnel

and tried to escape,

but that's not
the worst thing we did.

Hogan, what
else did you do?

I broke up
a beautiful friendship.

Colonel?

This just came in from London.

"Music box arrived
destination.

Well done."

File it among
our souvenirs.

And, uh, you and
Carter did a good job.

Well, thank you, Colonel.

I'll tell my draft board.

I'm having difficulty

grasping what
you mean, sir.

Newkirk, it is
perfectly simple.

You just get in here,
and you stand like this.

There. Now, is that
so difficult, huh? Huh?

You rang,
Commandant?

Yes, I did.

I want you in the same position
you were in

when I caught you
trying to escape.

You mean
Tuesday night?

Don't start that again.

Okay.

How's this?

Excellent.

Schultz, stand by.

Uh, what about
Major Hochstetter?

This is my report
to Berlin.

The Gestapo can take
its own pictures.

Oh, that's a bit
selfish, sir.

Oh...

Schultz!
Dummkopf!

Hey, very nice,
very nice snap.

Famous Iron Colonel caught
escaping his own stalag.

Hogan!

Uh, sir, could you autograph
a copy of the picture

for the wall of my den?

Yes, Hogan.

I will have a picture
sent to you personally.

In the cooler.