All language subtitles for Hoganss Heroes S04E12 Will the Blue Baron Strike Again.eng

Guten Morgen.

What an adorable
little baby, Fraulein.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

We just had a little
boy like this.

She's a girl.

I always have that trouble.

For two weeks, I was calling
my little daughter Adolph.

She's a very cute baby.

That is the weekly
underground report.

Good work.

We also heard
General von Richter

has been seen
in this area.

The Blue Baron?

Yes.

There's a rumor
that they have moved

the 16th fighter squadron
to this section.

Ah, we'll check in...

Please, do not
disturb the child.

She must have
her nap.

Yes. What is the little
darling's name?

Christina.
Oh.

An SS man.

Just act natural.

Must be lonely
sitting with

a baby every
night, Fraulein.

Not really.

Why don't you come up to
my place and sit with me?

They're, uh, not making nannies
like they used to.

Roger, London.

We'll get back to you
as soon as we can.

Over and out.

Hi, Colonel.

Hi, hi.

You'll never guess
in a million years

who's in town.

Here, let me just take
a wild shot at it.

Um, the Blue Baron?

How'd you know that?

I have extrasensory,
supernatural

powers
of clairvoyance.

He also listens to
the radio from London.

Is that the same
Blue Baron

who's a German
war ace?

Yeah, shot down
more planes

in World War I
than Buddy Rogers.

I read he had a lot of class.

Yeah, when he shot
down an enemy plane,

he'd fly over the Allied
air field and drop

the pilot's scarf,
goggles and rabbit's foot.

Colonel?

Yeah, Kinch?

The headquarters thinks
that General von Richter

may have established a secret
air base in this area.

They want us to locate it
so our bombers can knock it out.

Roll call! Roll call!

Klink is coming!

And not a moment
too soon.

This assignment calls
for our secret weapon.

What secret weapon?

Klink's big mouth.

All right,
bet you ten marks

Langenscheidt does know.

Sir, I'll bet you ten
marks he doesn't know.

You're on.
Know what?

Who General von Richter is.

General von Richter,
the Blue Baron?

The greatest flier
in the world.

Yeah, well, I say he's in
command of the 17th squadron

and Newkirk says
the 15th.

Oh, you're both wrong.

It's the 16th.

And they've just
been transferred

here to Hammelburg, right?

Oh, no, I assure you,
Colonel Hogan,

that the general could not
be stationed in this area.

What makes you so sure?

He is a close personal friend
of Colonel Klink's.

They were classmates
at flying school.

There's a great combination...

The Blue Baron
and the Yellow Peasant.

Langenscheidt!

Ja, mein Kommandant?

Why are you standing around

talking to the prisoners?

You wouldn't want him to
talk to the other guards.

They'd bore him
to death.

Report!

All present and accounted for,
Herr Kommandant.

Dismissed.

Colonel Klink.

Yes, Hogan?

Langenscheidt tells us
you took pilot training

with General von Richter.

Ooh, I was his hero.

He idolized me.
We were roommates.

Really?

What would you say
was the one thing

that made
the Blue Baron

the greatest fighter
pilot in World War I?

Me.
You?

Taught him everything
he knew about flying.

That's why I was known to
my classmates as The Eagle.

Because you could fly, or
because you were bald?

I don't have to defend
my ability as a pilot

to you, Colonel.

You know, Colonel, it's hard
to believe that the Baron

could get credit for
shooting down 75 enemy planes.

How'd he do it?

First, you have to
be a great flier.

Second, you have
to be a great shot.

And third, it helps to
have a brother in Berlin

who's a great
publicity agent.

You and the Baron
went through a lot together.

You still keep in touch?

He was never much
for writing.

When was the last time
you heard from him?

Just before the
Battle of Verdun.

Did Klink give you
any information

about the Blue Baron?

Yeah, they took
pilot training together.

Do they still
keep in touch?

Not really.

The last time the Blue
Baron wrote Klink

was with a quill pen.

That's too bad.

If von Richter was still
friendly with Klink,

we might be able to find out
exactly where he's stationed.

The way Klink talked,
I don't think

they're going to be
having a class reunion.

But the Blue Baron might
come to Klink's party.

What party?

The party I'm going to talk
Klink into having

for the Blue Baron.

And in addition the siren
and the barbed wire,

I again request from
the quartermaster

another spare
monocle.

I do not feel
that those of us

who only have one weak eye

should be discriminated against.

I patiently await
your shipment,

Heil Hitler, et cetera,
et cetera, et cetera.

Hi, Hilda.
Mr. Big in?

Yes, Mr. Big is in.

If you're busy,
I can come back.

No, no, no, no.

Hilda, you
may go.

Jawohl, Herr Kommandant.

State your
business, Hogan.

I have many things to do.

Yeah, I was, uh,
I was thinking

about your friend,
the Blue Baron.

You know...

Do you know
even in America

the name von Richter
is a household word?

Look, Hogan,
I do not want to hear

any more
about von Richter.

I see no reason why
the name Klink

shouldn't be
a household word.

What do you mean?

You've got to stop
letting everybody else

grab the headlines.

You've got
a point there.

Your problem is,
you're too modest.

You know
something, Hogan?

That has always
been my problem.

Mm-hmm.

There's no reason
in the world

why you shouldn't be the
topic of conversation

in every German
officer's club.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

That is the curse of
being a humble man.

You've always been
tops in humility.

But what can
a humble man do

except to continue being
a brilliant officer?

But nobody
knows that.

You've got to play
the social game,

like the Blue Baron
and Burkhalter

and that crowd.

The social game?

The real prisoner in this camp
is your great personality.

True, Hogan.

I never
thought of it that way.

You ought to let it go free,
let the right people see it.

What have you got in mind?

Circulate more.

Throw a few parties.

Let them see the Klink charm,
the Klink wit.

Yes, Hogan, yes.

I mean, at Hitler's birthday
last month, who got all

the laughs with Frau Goring's
hat on his head, huh?

I'm always
the life of the party.

Ask Hilda to come in a minute
with her pad, huh?

Why ask Frau Hilda to come in?

To send out the invitations.

But I...

I handled this sort of
thing in the Pentagon.

Oh.

Now, first thing
you got to add

is General Burkhalter,
he's key.

Mm-hmm.
Then General Grunwald...

Carries a lot of weight
at headquarters.

Yes, yes, yes.

And, um, oh...
General von Richter.

Adolph loves him.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

And, uh, Colonel Danzig.

I understand he decorated
Mrs. Goring's apartment.

Mail call. Mail call.

Hey, when did
that arrive?

Who cares?

Anything there
for me?

This is a surprise.

Hold it,
hold it.

It's not our mail,
it's Klink's.

The RSVPs
for the party.

Right, I lifted them
from Langenscheidt

and steamed them open.

Terrific... I never would
have thought of that.

And you wonder why you
lost at Waterloo.

General Grunwald.

And one from
Colonel Danzig.

Here's the Blue Baron's answer.

"Colonel Klink, when
I received your invitation,

"for a moment I had
forgotten who you were.

"However, the weather turned
cold and my knee stiffened up

"as it has since August
the fourth, 1917,

"when you panicked and
almost killed the two of us

"in that training crash.

Instead of your party,
I'll be soaking my knee."

What's Colonel Danzig's say?

Just two words...
"Klink who?"

Well, there goes the party.

Yeah, I think we
can safely assume

ol' Klink isn't
much of a draw.

Well, it was
a great plan, Colonel.

It sure was.

Made just one mistake.

What was that?

I never should
have invited Klink

to his own party.

Guten Morgen, Colonel Hogan.

Hi, Hilda.

Happy Hun
in his office?

Yeah, but he won't
be so happy

when General Burkhalter
is finished with him.

Oh, really?

Burkhalter raking him
over the coals?

By now he's ready
to be basted.

Honey, I like
a funny Fraulein,

and pretty, too.

Um... how
would you like

to make a few
phone calls for me?

I should actually
report this to Berlin.

They know how to deal
with frivolous officers

who are throwing
parties.

Believe me,
General Burkhalter,

I did not intend for
this to be a fun party.

Achtung!

I was
going to insist

that everybody have
a terrible time.

If you were there, Klink,
they couldn't miss.

You're right,
Herr General.

I realize I've always
been a party pooper.

And dumb, too.

And dumb, too.

Dumb enough to think
that I would come

to a party
in the middle of a war?

I should have known,
General Burkhalter,

that any man as dedicated
to the Fatherland as you

would never take time
off for a party.

Achtung!

It would be like
inviting the Fuhrer.

He would take the
time, but not me.

I assure you,
General Burkhalter,

I shall never
have any party...

Achtung!

Except
a victory party.

I hope so, Klink,

because if you ever decide
to have another party,

you will be serving
the wine of the country...

Vodka.

Hello, Major?

I'm calling for
Colonel Klink.

Would you please tell
General von Richter

that Colonel Klink
is so sorry

the general won't
be able to attend

the party
tomorrow night?

Oh, yes, he will extend
the general's regrets

to Honey Hornburg
and the Stuttgart Steppers.

Oh, they're
an exotic dance group.

Thank you, Major.

Well, from the sound
of the major's voice,

if von Richter can't come
to the party, he will.

Good girl.

Now call Colonel Danzig
and General Grunwald,

give them
the same message.

Connect me with...

We can only
win this war

if every soldier
lives the same

Spartan existence
as I do.

Up at 6:00,
in bed by 10:00.

And every moment
thinking of...

Hogan, what are
you doing here?

Hogan, out, out!

Didn't mean to interrupt, sir,
but I just came

to volunteer my men
to help out at your party.

There is not going
to be a party.

What a shame.

This is going to come
as a terrible blow

to Honey Hornburg
and the Stuttgart Steppers.

Honey Hornburg
and her Stuttgart Steppers?!

Didn't you tell him,
Colonel?

I bet I blew the surprise.

Hogan, you never
once said that... Klink!

Yes, General.

I have been thinking.

All the men in this area

have been under a lot
of tension lately.

A little party
might be just what they need.

But, General, you
said that... Klink!

I said it was good for morale.

Have the party as planned.

Certainly, General...

but I think it's a shame
that you won't be coming.

Who won't be coming?

If the fuhrer won't come,
I can come.

Well, sir, everything's

working out
beautifully for you.

Hogan... But don't
overdo a good thing.

Send everybody
home at 10:00.

Show Burkhalter you're
just as Spartan as he is.

Why did you have to make up
a story like this?

Telephone.

Hello, Klink speaking.

Ah, Baron von Richter.

What a pleasure
to hear from you, sir.

I'm just fine,
thank you, sir.

How's your knee?

I see.

And what's that, sir?

Uh, no, sir, I did not
receive a note from you.

Oh, I'm so glad
that you can come, sir.

I shall be delighted
to see you again.

Yes, sir, thank you, sir.

That was the Blue Baron.

He has accepted
the invitation.

Well, why not?
He idolized you.

Hello, Klink speaking. Yes?

General Grunwald.

Yes. No, sir...

I did not receive
a note from you.

I'm delighted you can come, sir.
Thank you, sir.

And that was Grunwald.
He's accepted the invitation.

Who could turn
you down?

Wait...

General Burkhalter will be
expecting Honey Hornburg

and her Stuttgart Steppers,
and it's your fault!

It was the only way I could
get him to okay the party.

But how can I get
these girls here?

Do you really think
that Honey Hornburg

would turn down your invitation

knowing who's going to be
at the party?

You're right, Hogan.

Women talk.

She's heard about me.

Right...
but just to play it safe,

casually mention
that the Blue Baron is coming.

And, as I came out of my dive,
there was victim number 73.

Oh, Baron, how thrilling.

It was nothing, my
dear, and for this,

the Kaiser gave me
this little medal.

Oh... naughty, naughty.

Of course!
Klink!

Uh, would you
forgive me, please?

Yes, Herr General?

Excuse me. This has
been a wonderful party.

Oh, I'm so glad that
you're enjoying yourself, sir.

I haven't had this much fun

since the day we marched
into Russia.

That's very good, good.

Have you ever been
to Dusseldorf?

Ah, they love me
in Dusseldorf.

They appreciate class acts.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my dear Baron...

why aren't you dancing with
this, uh, lovely lady, hmm?

Yes, Baron,
you must dance with me.

No. Thank you, my dear,

but I don't think
I would be very good.

Oh, please do.

Of course you will...
You will enjoy yourself.

Oh, b-by the way, when was
the last time you danced?

August 4, 1917.

That's, uh, very...

Roger, London.
The timing should be perfect.

Over and out.

The Eighth Air Force
has two groups airborne.

They rendezvous over Hammelburg
at 2400 hours.

Gives us two hours to
tail the Blue Baron's car,

find out where his airfield
is, and set off the flares.

General, it's 10:00.
Time to say good night.

Klink, you were right.

You are a party pooper.

No, no, no, Herr General,
we are just following

your example
of Spartan training.

The Spartans didn't go to
bed at 10:00 on Saturday night.

Today's Wednesday.

Every night is
Saturday night

when you are with
Honey Hornburg.

Hogan, the party
is still going on.

Hasn't Burkhalter left yet?

No, and doesn't look
like he's going to.

What about the Blue Baron?

Well, he's still
sitting on the couch.

I don't know if he's
having a good time

or if he can't get up
because of his bad knee.

That doesn't give us
much time. Come on.

You jolly well better
get over there soon

and remind General
Burkhalter it's past 10:00.

But he's having
such a good time.

Why should he leave now?

He's going to blame you
for it, sir, in the morning,

when he wakes up,
looks in that mirror,

and sees those bloodshot
Spartan eyes.

Maybe you're right,
Newkirk.

Uh, uh, uh,
General Burkhalter,

I, uh, think it's about time
we all say good night now.

All right, everybody say
good night to Klink.

Good night!

Colonel Hogan!

Hi, hi.

How nice to see you.

Yeah.
Come on and join us.

General, are you always
so friendly with the prisoners?

My darling,
when you are in love,

the whole world is German.

Well, look, I, uh, hate
to bother you, General,

but I have to take my men
back to the barracks.

It's after 10:00.
Let them stay up, Hogan.

It's Saturday night.

It's Wednesday night.

It is Saturday night, Klink,
and that's an order!

That's an order.
Yeah, have fun.

No luck with
Burkhalter, huh?

Yeah, he's flying
pretty high.

Two more drinks,
and he'll be on instruments.

What about the Blue Baron...
you think he's going to leave?

No, he's set his sights
on that blonde.

I think she's going
to be kill number 76.

We don't have too much time
before those bombers come over.

Ah, we're dead,
sir, dead.

The Blue Baron's
the only one

who could lead us
to his air base.

Well, there's one other person
who knows where it is.

Who's that?
His driver.

Well, he won't leave, sir,
without the Blue Baron.

The Blue Baron is leaving.

Driver! The baron is leaving.

I'm afraid he's had
a little too much to drink.

You take us
back to the air base.

We'll take care of him
when we get there.

Jawohl.

Ah! Watch your leg.

Is that the air field?

Jawohl.

Stop.

Here?

Please.

Those planes'll be over
any minute.

Yeah, there's the fence
around the air field.

All right, you two go
set off the flares.

I'll stand by the road
and watch for the guard.

All right, sir.

Hey, Newkirk,
I can't swim!

I can't swim.
Car... Carter.

Why don't you stand up, then?

Oh, this is bloody charming.

Oh, boy. Hope the water
hasn't ruined the flares.

Do you have any matches,
Carter?

Yeah, yeah, I-I
think they were...

With the flares, right?

Ooh, you're clever, you are.

I can get a fire started.

Do you think it's
going to work?

Well, sure.
I got a merit badge.

Oh, well, then...

What are
you doing?

Uh, we are taking
survival training.

Stand up!

Giving an order to
a general, Officer?

Then why are you
wearing those shoes?

Now march!

Halt!

What's going on here?

Who are you?

I am General von Richter.

Show me
your identification papers.

He's not a general.
Look at this boots.

What happened to you two?

Oh, we went for a bit
of a swim, sir.

Fell in that pond,
and the flares

got all wet, but
don't worry, sir.

I can get a fire started
in just a jiffy.

He won a merit badge,
didn't you, Carter?

Hold it like this...

Yeah?

I think it's coming.
I think I smell some smoke.

I think you're right,
Carter.

It's getting hotter already.

Let's get out of here.

How did that
get started?

In my troop,
we did it with rocks.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm,
yeah, yeah, yeah.

Did you hear
from the munitions dump?

Ah, good.
Thank you, Major.

Colonel, what was all
that noise about last night?

That noise was
your stupid comrades

dropping bombs
in their usual stupid manner.

Really?
Mm-hmm. For your information,

no military installation
in this area

has reported any damage.

Well, you win some,
you lose some.

Ah, Baron von Richter.

Good morning, sir.
What a pleasure to see you.

Did you get back to your base
all right last night?

Mm, yeah, I got back
there, all right,

but when I got there...
it wasn't there.

One of your airfields
is missing?

Klink... every time
I get mixed up with you,

you are a jinx.

I never want you
to contact me again.

And that's an order!

The ingrate.

The way he acts,
no one would know

that I was the one who
taught him how to fly.

Oh, everybody would know.

They can tell by his limp.