Hanover Street (1979) - full transcript

During the Second World War, an American Pilot stationed in England meets a young British nurse during an air raid on London. The two instantly fall in love, despite the fact that the young Nurse is already married; a secret she keeps hidden from her American lover. After being shot down behind enemy lines, while being assigned to ferry a British agent into France, the American pilot realizes that his secret agent cargo is in fact his lover's husband, and that the two must now work together in order to survive.

Oh, my God, it's the baby.


Are you all right?

I'm frightfully sorry. It
appears you've missed your bus.

I'm terribly sorry. I didn't...

You missed your bus.

- I don't own a bus.
- I'll buy you one.

Oh, how nice, a rich
Yank. No thank you.

Well, if you don't want a bus,
would you like a cup of coffee?

I don't drink coffee. I drink tea.

There probably won't
be another bus

along here for quite some time.

Probably not.

You really drink this
stuff, don't you?

No, we just like to pour it into
cups and stir it. Why did you ask?

Tastes too much like boiled water.

It is boiled water.

I knew there was a reason.

Where are you from?

- Chicago.
- Chicago.

That's where gangsters
come from, isn't it?

Not all of them.

Some of them come from
Detroit, New York.

Chicago happens to
grow the best ones.

- Are you a gangster?
- Twelve arrests, no conviction.

Nobody's supposed to look
like that in a uniform.

- Well, how am I supposed to look?
- Like a short man.

Your boiled water is getting cold.

Well, then let's order some more.


All right.

What about you?

What about... what about me?

Who are you? What are you?

I'm a short man. I
was born in London.

I lived here all my life and
most probably always will.

- What do you do here?
- I work in a hospital.

I tell young men that they're
going to be all right.

Then they believe me because they
want to. Because they're so young.

Then, I watch them die.

I want it to all end.

I'll win the war for you.

That would be nice.

Are you stationed in London?

No. Our base is an hour
and a half from here.

Normally, I get a day
every couple weeks.

- You're a pilot?
- Yeah, Mig-25s.

Do you like to fly?

I hate to walk.

My name's Halloran. What's yours?

Tell me about America.

I think you're lovely.

Tell me about Chicago.

Chicago's very windy.
Something is happening here.

- Please don't.
- Please don't what?

- I have to go.
- I don't want you to go.

- I shouldn't be here.
- Yes, you should.

I have to go.

- I have to catch the bus.
- Please don't leave like this.

- I have to.
- I wanna see you again.

I can't. Oh, please.

I just have a few hours
before I have to be back.

Please don't do this to me.

We got to get into a shelter.

- I can't. I really can't.
- Why?

You're trying to go away again,
but I'm not gonna let you.

I'm not gonna let you.

I can't think. I
have to go home now.

- I'll take you there.
- No, you can't.

I have to go.

Hey, my name's Halloran.
David Halloran.

I'm from Chicago. I'm
not gonna let you go.

- Tell me your name.
- I'm sorry.

You're in my arms, you
won't tell me your name?

- Oh, please, let me go.
- I have to see you again.

My next day off is in
two weeks, Thursday.

- I can't.
- Meet me here. Right here.

- No.
- On the same corner.

- Right here.
- I won't be here.

I will. I'll be here all day.

Please don't. I won't come.

I'll be here.

You can't act like nothing's
happened. There's not enough time.

It's too late.

Now, the objective this
morning in this airfield...

north, north-east of Rouen.

Reconnaissance showed we didn't
do too well here last night.

These dark circles here
are fuel storage tanks.

Now, they're under concrete,

so it will take more than one
direct hit to knock them out.

Now again, the recon
photos Show they

didn't take even one direct hit.

Now, we'll approach from the east.

We'll have the sun at our
backs and in their eyes.

- Now, they've got two fighters.
- How come he says, "We"?

He's not going. We're "we."

We can expect light
to moderate flack.

We'll approach from 12,000.

The cloud cover is 6 to 8,000.

We'll drop at 6,000. I wish
I were going with you.

We'll stay, and you can go.

Lieutenant Halloran,
something you wanna say?

No, sir.

I'm sure none of us
want to miss whatever

it is you have to add, Lieutenant.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir, what, Lieutenant?

Yes, sir, I'm sure
that none of us would

like to miss anything
I have to add, sir.

Except, I don't have
anything to add, sir,

so there's nothing for
any of us to miss, sir.

Take-off is at 08:00.
Good luck, gentlemen.

Light to moderate flack. What the
hell is light to moderate flack?

Less than heavy flack.

It's more than no flack.

You got a point there.

He wishes he could go with us.

Well, somebody's got to stay
behind to volunteer us.

- This is radio check.
- Pilot to tail. Farrell, okay?

Everything's fine, sir.
Radio's okay. Ammo's okay.

Radio check. Pilot
to waist. Giler?

Yes, sir? How we doing?

All set, sir. Radio's
okay. Ammo's okay.

Radio check. Pilot
to turret. Lucas?

Yes, sir. Ready, sir.
Ammo's okay. Radio's okay.

- Bomb bay closed?
- Bomb bay closed.

- Flaps locked?
- Flaps locked.


I don't understand it.

They make it so goddamn hard
to get in these things.

I don't even want to be
here in the first place.

I mean, I can understand them
making it hard to get out.

Everybody wants to get out.

You know these things are
made of metal, right?

Did you ever try and pick one up?

- You can't.
- You know why?

Because it's made of
metal and metal's heavy.

Very heavy. You don't believe me?

Just try and pick one
of these things up.

You'll see. You'll wrench your
back, that's what you'll do.

Air isn't heavy, you know?

This pile of junk is heavy.

It's heavier than
air. Much heavier.

Don't you see? This thing is not
supposed to be up in the air.

Aw, Jesus, I hate these things.

Pacer Leader to Pacer Group,
we are 20 miles from target.

Descending to 6,000.
Bombs away at 6,000.

Roger, Pacer Leader.
Descending to 6,000.

This is Pacer Leader to Group,
maintain your positions.

We are 12 miles from
target. Rate of

descent... 1,000 feet per minute.

Hey, they're shooting guns at us.

Somebody forgot to
tell the Germans...

they're only supposed to have
light to moderate flack today.

Bomb bay open.

Six miles to target.

Feather it.

- Number two feathered.
- Let's turn the hell back.

How far from target?

Five miles. Let's
turn the hell back.

He's right. We'll
have to slow to 200.

We'll be sitting
ducks at that speed.

We're gonna get our
asses shot off.

How far from target?

Three miles. Am I the only
one who's not crazy here?

Hey, Cimino, you ever
take a look at Hyer?

If there's a god, he
doesn't spend all

that time putting a
guy like Hyer...

through prep school and
Yale to let him do

something messy like
die in an aeroplane.

So, as long as we're in
the same plane as Hyer,

God's gonna have to figure
another way to get at us.

Yeah, I'm messy enough to
take Hyer down with me.

We're over the target.
We're over the target.

The wing is gonna fall off.
I'm gonna drop the bombs.

Let's get the hell out
of here. Just a second.

Son of a bitch, we're over the
target. The engine's falling off.

Hey, Chief, what do you think?

Well, I think it'll
hold if you wanna wait.

Terrific. We've got
Sergeant York on the plane.

I hate you, Lucas, goddamn it.

Look, we're over the goddamn
target. I'm gonna drop the bombs.

Let me drop the bombs. We're
over the target, I swear to God.

My guess is you may be
sighting a little bit early...

because you're afraid the
wing's gonna fall off,

so I'm gonna wait just
a few more seconds.

If anyone's interested,
I hate Lieutenant

David Halloran, Serial
Number 057327...

9-6-9. For God's sake,
let him drop the bombs.

If we don't hit the
stupid target now,

we're gonna have to
come back again.

Okay, now we're really
over the goddamn target.

Well, drop the bombs.

They're away.

Oh, Jesus, I hate these things.

I was there on the
hollow of the Street

for over an hour,
just watching you.

I was afraid, so I stayed
where you couldn't see me.

Are you still afraid?


It wasn't a few minutes
ago when we had

something to do like
driving or walking,

but now I just feel awkward again.

I don't know what I'm doing here.

Yes, you do.

Yes, I do.

I'm not hungry any more.

Neither am I.

I can get back to
London next Thursday.


- Tell me your name.
- I can't.

- Please.
- No, I'm frightened.

It's all happening so fast.

I bet your name is really...
Fred, and you're embarrassed.

Hey, Fred...

I think I love you.


Pacer Leader to Pacer Group,
we are 20 miles from target.

Begin your descent now.
Bombs away at 8,000 feet.

Ten thousand.

Open bomb bays.

Bomb bays open.

Hey, they're shooting
guns at us again.

How come every time we fly over
them, they shoot guns at us?

Because we drop bombs on them.

They have no sense of humour.
Can't you guys take a joke?

- Nine thousand.
- Five miles to target.

How far is target now?

Three miles.

- Altitude?
- 8,500.

We're just about over the target.




- Cimino, drop them.
- Now?

They're away.
Halloran, I love you.

There is a god. There
really is a god.

Ladies and gentlemen,
there really is a god.

I'm gonna go to church
as soon as we get back.

Oh, I haven't been there
in a little while.

What kind of babies
do you get when

you cross a parakeet with a tiger?

I give up. What kind of babies?

I don't know, but when he
sings, you better listen.

You think that's terribly
funny, don't you?

Yes. You're a wretched
little child.

- If I am, it's your fault.
- Really? Why?

Mrs Thomas said
today that Children

are the reflection
of their parents.

Do you think that's true?

I don't know. If it is,
how come Dennis Caine...

doesn't have a moustache
like his father?

He's a reflection of his mother.

Dennis calls his
mother and father by

their names. I think
that's smashing.

Oh, you do.

I'm getting a little
too old to keep

on calling you Mummy and Daddy.

You don't call me Mummy and
Daddy. You call me Daddy.

I'm serious. I think from now
on I shall call you Paul.

If that's what you'd like.

Yes, Paul, that's
what I would like.

I think that from now on I
shall call you Margaret.

And I think from now on
I shall call you Rover.

I think I'll call you Mummy.

For a very short person,
you're not bad at all.

- Do you like more tea?
- Yes, Love some.

Judy Fox stole my key chain, the
one with the four-leaf clover.

- Stole it?
- Yes.

How do you know she stole it?

I brought it to school...
I always carry it...

and when I was getting changed
after hockey, I couldn't find it.

And then later, she had it.

When I told her it was mine,
she said she always had it.

I wasn't the only person who had
a four-leaf clover key chain.

And I know it's mine.
She's really a nit.

Everybody's supposed to be nice to
her just because her father died.

When did her father die?

A few months ago. He
was in the hospital.

She said it was her key
chain, and it isn't.

I'm glad you're intelligent
and you won't get killed.

I'm in Intelligence.
I'm not intelligent.

And you should be
especially kind to her now.

You won't die, will you, Daddy?

I thought you were
gonna call me Paul?

- Promise me.
- I promise you.

- And you will always love me?
- I will always love you.

- And you will always love Mummy?
- I will always love Mummy.

- Even when you're 80?
- Yes.

I will have to take my false
teeth out of the glass...

and put them in my
mouth to kiss her.

Now, we're going
back to Rouen today.

I think I'm going to be sick.

We have reason to believe
the Krauts are sending

a train of ammunition
from Rouen, south.

Now, they're gonna be expecting
us. It's not gonna be easy.

We reckon we'll get
a lot of flack.

I'm definitely gonna be sick.

Halloran, you fly lead.
Patman, you fly second lead.

Now, we got cloud
cover from 8-10,000.

Scattered clouds from 15,000.
You make your drop at 6,000.

Now, I know what it's going
to be like, so be careful.

"He knows what it's
gonna be like."

He flew 100 missions
over Lackland, Texas,

and he knows what
it's gonna be like.

Now, we should have five to
ten-mile visibility below 8,000,

and you make your approach
from south to north.

You got to hand it to him, nobody

ever took Texas
while he was there.

Take-off is at 0830.
Good luck, men.

I wish I could have gone
with you. Dismissed.

Lieutenant Halloran, I'd like
to speak with you for a moment.

Take it easy with him. Don't say
anything you'll regret later.

Don't take it easy with him. Say
something you'll regret later.

Maybe we'll get grounded.

Sit down, Lieutenant.

You know, in every group of
men, there's always one man...

the others look to for leadership.

Now, in this group, you
happen to be that man.

You set a good example,
the others will follow.

You know, you've got the makings
of a very fine officer.

You could go far. You
could go very far.

It's your attitude
that concerns me.

Now, you understand
what I'm saying?

No, sir.

I don't like you either, buster.

Now, you stop crapping around in
the briefings, you understand?

No, sir.

What do you mean, "No."?

No, sir. I don't understand, sir.
What's "crapping around," sir?

You're a wiseass.

You even say "sir" like a wiseass.

How should I say "sir," sir?

I'm gonna get you. That's
what I'm gonna do.

Blink the wrong way and I'm gonna
nail you. Do you understand?

Yes, sir, you're gonna nail me.

Will you get the hell out of here?

- You okay?
- Yeah.

What did he say?

He said he didn't
like my attitude.

- Lucas, did you check this gear?
- I checked it, sir.

I checked all of them like I
always do. Tyre pressure?

Fine, sir? What's the matter, sir?
You've never done this before.

Check them again.

I like this attitude.

It's different, but
it's one fine attitude.

When I was a little
girl, I used To

spend summers at my grandfather's.

- It looked exactly like this.
- You worked on a farm?

- Yes, why?
- I don't know.

You just don't seem like
the farm type to me.

I can milk a cow.

- Her Ladyship can milk a cow?
- She can.

- With her very own hands?
- No, with her feet.

Why do you find it
so incredible that

I can milk a cow?
Lots of people can.

Haven't you ever milked one?

I opened a bottle once.

Don't they drink milk in Chicago?

Sure. How do you
think baby Gangsters

grow up to be big gangsters?

There's a place to eat
over there. You hungry?

- Famished.
- Good. So am I.

I want some tea. I love tea.

- Did I ever tell you that?
- No.

Well, it's true. I
drink it all the time.



I love you. My name is Margaret.

No kidding?

No kidding.

You love me?

I love you.

Your name's Margaret?

My name's Margaret.

Maggie. I love the name Maggie.

I can't stop it, you know,
no matter how hard I try.

It terrifies me how
much I want you.

It must be wrong to want
somebody this urgently.

I know later that
I'll feel guilty.

Later, I'll hurt terribly.

Except I'm with you now And
that's all I can think about.

I love you, Margaret.

I love you, Halloran.

Captain Sellinger, I believe
you've met Captain Lester?

Yes, sir, I have.

New tobacco. Do you like it?

Yes, it seems quite pleasant.


Bad business. Very bad.

- I Beg your pardon?
- Captain Lester.

As you know, two months
ago, one of your

agents, Reed, was
dropped in Lyons.

- Two weeks later, he was killed.
- Yes?

A month ago, you sent
another agent in.

- Forbes. A good man.
- Quite.

Yesterday, we received word That
Forbes has been found dead.

What do you think?

I trained both of those men.

I knew them well. Very well.

They... They were not the
kind of men to make mistakes.

Especially mistakes
so glaring they would

be found out in two
or three weeks.

There's a leak. There has
to be a leak somewhere.

The identity of those
men had to have

been known before
they were dropped.

It would take that long
just to find them.

There's a double agent here,
fairly high up, I'd say.

It's the only
explanation I can have.

I agree.

The last communication we
received from Forbes...

was that, Gestapo
headquarters in Lyons...

has a list of double
agents in London.

He said he was going
to get that list.

That's the last we heard from him.

This stuff is bloody awful. It may
smell good. It tastes like hell.

Well, it's obvious
we're going to have

to send somebody in
to get that list.

In Gestapo headquarters in Lyons?

That's where the list is.

That's where our man
will have to go.

- He had three children.
- Did you say something?

I was saying that Forbes
had three children.

Yes. It's obvious
we're going to have

to do this differently this time.

No one, I mean no one outside
of this room may know of it.

No one in O.S.S. No
one in G-2. No one.

Our man can't even transmit the
list back. Once he gets it,

he must make a copy
of it and bring it

back without the Germans
knowing about it.

- Who do we have?
- I've narrowed the list to two...

McCallum and Wells.

- I say Wells.
- Quite right.

- You will work with him.
- I'm not sure if he's ready.

You make him ready.

Oh, that's better.
They can take that

aromatic and put
it in their noses.

Oh, God, I think I'm going to die.

- Of what?
- Look, Mummy,

- isn't she beautiful?
- Yes, she is.

Isn't she the most beautiful
thing you ever saw?


Who's more beautiful than she is?

You are.

She can close her eyes, and
you can curl her hair.

Yes, she's a wonderful doll.

Let's think of what to
get Daddy for Christmas.

I suppose there's no
reason in particular

that you wanted me
to see that doll.

No reason in particular.

It has nothing to
do with Christmas?

Of course not. Mummy, when
am I going to get breasts?

- Next Tuesday. Why?
- I don't know.

Sometimes I think they look silly.

Well, they do look
best with formal wear.

What would Daddy like?

I think he'd like
anything you'd get him.

I want to get him
something special.

How about a tie?

A tie's nice, but Daddy has ties.

Daddy has most of the
things we've seen.

I want to get him something
that he doesn't have.

Well, get him a dress.

Just get him something
you like. Daddy

will love that because
it's from you.

Not because it's blue or red,
but because it's from you.

Mummy, do you know any Germans?

- Not too many.
- What are they like?

I don't really know.
Probably very much like us.

Do you think there are German

children buying
Christmas presents...

- for their fathers right now?
- Yes, I suppose so.

Handkerchiefs. Let's get
Daddy handkerchiefs.

I can never get over
the way it looks like

the propellers are
spinning backwards.

Backwards? The propellers
are spinning backwards?

- Forget it.
- Forget it?

The goddamn propellers
are spinning

backwards. I'm
supposed to forget it?

It's an optical illusion.
I was simply saying...

Forget it.

Optical illusion, my
ass. How do you know

forward from backwards
with a propeller?

When we take off for France,
if we land in New York,

the propellers are
spinning backwards.

I hope they're spinning backwards.

Tower, this is Leader. Over.

- Leader, this is Tower. Over.
- Starting to taxi. Over.

Roger, Leader. Over.

Just my luck. They're
spinning forward.

Want me to take it up for you?


- Listen to number one.
- Why, what's wrong?

I don't know. Something
doesn't sound right.

Leader, this is Tower. Over.

Just one second, Tower. Over.

- Check the RPMs.
- RPMs normal.

- Oil pressure?
- Leader, this is Tower. Over.

Lucas, are you hearing number one?
Something doesn't sound right.

Can't tell from here, sir.
Did you check the gauges?

- The gauges are okay.
- I can't tell from here.

I hear something wrong. I
hear everything wrong.

Something's not right.

The gauges don't always show it.

Leader, this is Tower.
Please answer. Over.

Tower, this is Leader. Over.

Begin your take-off.

I got a problem with my number
one. I'm coming back. Over.

Repeat that please, Leader.

I got a problem with my number
one. Over. I'm coming back.

Roger, Leader. You are
returning to base.

Patman, you're the
new leader. Over.

Roger, Tower. Over.

Price, you become Patman's number

two. Patterson,
please follow Price.

Patman, you are clear
for take-off. Over.

Roger, Tower. Clear for take-off.

Now listen, you creature,
it's very late.

If you want Christmas
morning to come,

you'll have to go to sleep now.

- But I can't sleep.
- I know that, but you have to.

Father Christmas will not bring
you anything until you're asleep.

- Why?
- It's the rules.

- I just want to say hello to him.
- He's busy.

Will the Germans shoot
him while he's flying?

No, no, of course not.

I don't care what I get. Well, I
mean, anything will make me happy.

Of course. There's nothing
in particular that you want.

Oh, no, nothing in particular.
Anything will make me happy.

It would be nice,
though, if I had a

little friend of my
own to play with.

I'll have another baby.

You know what I mean. Not a real
person, just a... Well, you know.

I haven't the faintest idea
what you're talking about.

Now, good night, old friend.

Dream the sweetest dreams.
Tomorrow is Christmas.

If you don't go to sleep
now, I'll strangle you.

Well, young lady, if
you're not tired, I am.

Wait till you see what I got you.

If it's from you, I'll
love it. Good night.

Good night.

I'm sound asleep.

Did you put her present
out for tomorrow?

Yes. It's right in the
Middle of the living room.

Her glazed little eyes
staring at the window.

What is it she wants
with another doll?

God knows.

I've never seen a
child want anything

more than she wants that doll.

Sarah's hands are so small.

I don't know, during the day when

she's rushing around
like a maniac...

she doesn't seem so small.

But when she's in her
bed and she's sleepy...

I think she shrinks.

I know what you mean.

It's so strange.

It's Christmas Eve, and
we're fighting a war.

Fighting wars never seemed
to make much sense.

Just seems it makes less
sense on Christmas Eve.

I wonder what the other
Side is thinking right now.

Good night, darling.

Good night.

I love you.

I love you.


Harriet, you haven a beautiful
throat. Do you know that?

- My name is Phyllis.
- Of course it is.

You have a beautiful throat too.

- Do you want to dance?
- Susan, my darling...

ordinarily that would be
a wonderful suggestion.

Under certain conditions, I
am your actual Fred Astaire.

However, since the injury...

What injury?

I don't like to talk about it.

I didn't know you were wounded.

Just a little shrapnel in the leg.

How come they didn't send you
Home if you were wounded?

They wanted to. I wouldn't go.

Nothing will keep me from flying.

Oh, Lieutenant, that's
really very, very...

Paula, my sweet...

Paula, it's really nothing
to make a fuss about.

Sometimes the pain...

What's life without
pain, I always say.

How about another
little drinky, huh?

Hey, Cimino. Hyer. Hello, Hyer.

Listen, listen, you
got to help me.

- Have you met Barbara?
- Phyllis.

Have you ever seen such a throat?

Listen, Jerry.

I got this one all primed. Except
she won't leave her friend alone.

Hyer, you know, I've
always harboured a

suspicion that blue
eyes don't see so good.

Too much inbreeding.

Have you... Have you taken
a good look at Dorothy?

What am I gonna do?

How about Halloran?
Give one to Halloran.

- I don't think so.
- Come on. It's a terrific idea.

Come on, Rita. We're gonna all
go over and be with Halloran.

Hey, I thought you
had an injured leg.

My God, I can walk again.

Ladies, this is our leader.

Leader, these are our ladies.

This is Elizabeth.
Elizabeth, meet Halloran.


- This is Audrey.
- Phyllis.

- Where are you from?
- Illinois.

The decorations are very
pretty, aren't they?


Let's go somewhere
we can be alone.

I want to stay here.

It's Christmas, and I am Your
actual serviceman alone overseas.

I want to stay here.

Marion, perhaps you are a spy.

- Hey, are you all right?
- Yeah.

Let me put it another
way. Let's fool around.

- Okay.
- There is a god.

They're back.

Where's Patman?

He'll be here in a
minute. Don't worry.

- Who's Patman?
- Patman, my luscious Linda...

is the brave soul who flew lead
instead of us this fine day...

because of a port engine
with the holiday spirit.

He'll be here in a minute.

- Hey, Beef.
- Oh, Halloran. How you doing?

- How did it go today?
- Not so good. We lost three.

Yeah, you are one lucky son
of a bitch, let me tell you.

Where's Patman?

- One lucky son of a bitch.
- Where's Patman?

I never saw an aeroplane break
up into so many little pieces.

- Where's Patman?
- He took a direct hit.

It must have been right in the
bomb bay with a full load.

- Maybe he bailed out.
- Not a chance.

I never saw so many little pieces.

Hey, where's that Cimino,
huh? I wanna tell him.

If it hadn't been for
that engine of yours,

it would have been you
instead of Patman.

I wanna tell Cimino to go
kiss that engine of yours.

Hey, what's the matter?

You heard it, didn't you? The
port engine, something was wrong.

Sure. Come on. Sit down.

You heard something
wrong, didn't you?

Every time an engine starts
up, I hear something wrong.

It was something.

It was.

Ladies, let's all play

Come on, Francine.

- You found it, didn't you?
- Lieutenant?

You found it, goddamn
you. You found it, right?

I don't know yet.

- Tell me you found it, you jerk.
- Take it easy.

- He heard it.
- Take it easy.

Excuse me, Flo. Don't go away.

- Hi, guys.
- I heard it. I heard it.

Come on.

I heard it. I heard it, believe
me. Patman, I heard it.

- I thought we were gonna play.
- No, we're not gonna play.

Believe me, Patman.
I heard it, Patman.

Goddamn you. Goddamn you, Patman.

Keller. Helmut Keller.






Please, don't smoke.

Lieutenant Wells...

English is a language
you do not understand.

You have never spoken a
word of it in your life.

They didn't teach you
English in Essen.

You must never speak in English or

respond to English,
even around here.

No matter who is talking to
you, if it is in English.

You do not understand.

I don't care if it's the P.M.
himself who's talking to you.

One slip like that, and
you're quite dead.

All right, lesson over.

It's time we took a break.

Don't be discouraged. You're
doing fine. Just fine.

Come on. I'll pay for the tea.

Come on. It's all right.

Lieutenant Wells, class is
over for the afternoon.


Sometimes when we're together...

I feel so close that I don't
know where I end and you begin.

I never knew it
could be like that.

I was 19 when I got married.

He was the only man
I'd ever known.

I never felt I lacked
anything, it's

just that I wasn't
sure if this was it.

If this was everything.

Maybe that's why I went with you
that first day at the bus stop.

It's so damned unfair.

I try so hard to forget
you. I really do.

I wind up spending more of my
Time trying to forget you,

which is the same as thinking
of you all the time.

I don't want to hurt anybody. I
don't want to do anything wrong.

Sometimes I sit across the dinner
table from him, and I watch him.

And I want him so Desperately
to do something...

or say something or be
something that I can hate.

But he never does.

I've hurt him so much.

It makes me hate myself. I
wish I'd never met you.

But then when I'm with you...

and it's so strong, and I don't
ever want to let you go.

Why don't things work out the
way they're supposed to?

I don't know how things
are supposed to work out.

And I don't know any more
what I heard in that engine.

A couple of months ago, the whole
propeller could have fallen off...

and I wouldn't have gone back.

It's so damn easy to be brave when
you haven't got anything to lose.

I'm scared now. I don't want to
die and not see you any more.

Nothing makes any
sense until I'm with

you, and then
everything makes sense.

I don't wanna let you go. I just
wanna be with you all the time.

I don't want to wake
up in the morning and

not know if I'm going
to see you ever.

I'm tired of missing you, and I
don't even know your last name.

I'm all in pieces. I want you
to put me back together.

Hold me now and make
everything outside go away.

On the way in to see you...

I was trying to think of a way...

to tell you that we shouldn't
see each other any more.

I did the same thing.

Now, here you have
your two main types...

your combination lock
and your key lock.

Now, with your combination
lock, which works

on what we call a
series of tumblers...

first you have to
find out whether it's

a three or a four-number

And then whether you first
move to the right or the left.

If it's your key
lock, it's just the

matter of finding a proper key.

In the absence of a key, a problem
which has confronted many folks,

there are certain very delicate

instruments that do
a right proper job.

And then, why it's just a matter
of learning how to use them.

How long will it take
to learn to open one?

Well, I... You got
to understand that,

opening these things
is not something

any old bloke can do, you know.

It's what you might call a gift,
even if I do say so myself.

Well, let's say that
Lieutenant Wells is gifted.

Well, if it's a key
lock, a couple of days.

If it's a combination lock,
I'd say about six months.

Well, the safe we're interested
in is a Kohner 3-3-5.

- That's a Gerry safe.
- Yes, Harry.

You may have noticed we're
at war with the Germans.

You've got a point there.

- Which is it?
- Well, you're in luck.

It's a key lock. Any
school kid could crack it.

As a matter of fact, I cracked one

almost like it when
I was a school kid.

Right. Now, gentlemen,

here you have before your
eyes your lock pick.

And you have here
your safe, which is

almost the same as
your Kohner 3-3-5.

Now, you insert your lock
pick into your Kohner 3-3-5.

Feeling your way
through the elements.

For your personal information,
there happen to be four.





Apple pie. Bleeding apple pie.

Hey, nice to see you, Lieutenant.

- Nice to see you, sir.
- Why don't you sit down?

I have a little problem. It's
a mission. A special mission.

The group sent down word that
they needed a volunteer.

Now, it is considered
a bit risky, so they

wanted to put it on
a voluntary basis.

It's for tomorrow night.
Oh, about the other day.

I checked with the
mechanic. It's strange.

He couldn't find a thing
wrong with that port engine.

Now, if you felt
there was something

wrong, well, I'm sure there was.

If you heard it...

Look, a mechanic's
not a pilot, right?

I don't listen to any
kind of rumour. Never.

Sure there's been a lot of talk

around. You know
what a base is like.

You can't pay any attention
to that kind of talk.

Look, I don't believe
for a moment...

that you made the whole
thing up about that engine.

Not a word. Just gossip.

Now where was I? Oh, yeah.

That mission tomorrow night.

Now, I knew that you'd
want to volunteer to do it.

It's not that you've
got anything to prove.

I just felt that you'd
like to go for it.

Now, I told Operations...

to have those engines
double checked.

So, I'm quite sure you
won't be disappointed

and have to cancel that flight.

Is he ready?

I think he's as ready
as he ever will be.

What do you mean by that?

I can't be too specific. There's
nothing wrong with Wells,

he does everything the
way he's supposed to.

I'd simply prefer him to
be a bit more spontaneous.


Well, once you teach him
something he learns it.

However, I'm not totally
sure how he will react...

if something occurs that
he isn't prepared for.

Well, then, let's hope you
prepare him for everything.

Well, that would be nice.

New stuff, this? It's supposed
to be a cooler smoke.

We're not going to send
Wells on a regular flight.

Afraid we have to
be a bit paranoid

about the leak in Intelligence.

We're going to drop him in
a totally different way.

If this stuff is
supposed to be cool,

I'd hate to think
what they call hot.

No, we're not going to
use Intelligence for

the flight. Chaps don't
even know about it.

We're not even going to
use a transport aircraft.

As a matter of fact,
we're not even

going to use a British aircraft.

I say, Sellinger, would you mind
coming with me across the street?

There's a tobacconist over there.

- Hello, how are you feeling?
- Fine, thank you.

- Hello, handsome.
- Hello, what's it today, then?

I do hope you like potatoes.

Your dinner is served, milord.

I think I'll take it in
the study, thank you.

Very good, milord.

There's a phone call
for you, Margaret.


- The nurses' station.
- Thank you.

- Hello?
- Hello? Hello?

I can't hear you, it's madness
here. Is that you, Paul?

Yes. Yes. Can you hear me now?

It's better, but you'll
have to speak up.

Is this all right?

It's fine. Is anything the matter?

No, no nothing.

I had no special
reason for calling.

I'm sorry if I disturbed you.

I just wanted to hear
your voice, that's all.

Don't be silly, you
haven't disturbed

me. I'm glad to hear
your voice too.

- I love you, Margaret.
- I love you too.

- I know I'm not that special.
- What are you talking about?

Of course you're special.

Oh, no, I'm not, and
we both know it.

It's just my curse to
be so damned ordinary.


I do so want... I do
so want to be dashing.

It's not that I don't
want to be, but I

can't blame you for
finding me unexciting.

Paul, I don't know why
you're talking like this.

You're very special,
and very dashing.

Mrs Sellinger, ward four, please.

I didn't mean to disturb you.

Paul, I'm so glad
you called, but...

Mrs Sellinger, ward four.

Paul, I'm sorry, I have to
go now, they're calling me.

I understand, darling,
I'll talk to you later.

- I love you.
- Paul?

Yes, Captain Sellinger?

Will you get me Lieutenant
Wells on the line, please?

- Hey, it's dark out.
- No kidding?

No, really, I wouldn't fool you.

Why are we the only
plane taking off?

Because we got a special mission.

Lucky us. You know, when it's dark
out, you can bump into things.

I'll be real careful. Hey,
Cimino, where are the bombs?

There's no bombs on board.

We're a bomber, we're
supposed to drop bombs.

- Where are the bombs?
- No bombs. I like that.

You know, bombs are dangerous on

account of the fact
they can blow up.

Both of you shut up, will you?

We're waiting for an
English guy named Wells.

We're going to drop
him instead of bombs.

I like that. Dropping
a person instead

of a bomb on account
of the fact...

that people don't blow
up the way bombs do.

- Starting port engines.
- Starting port engines.

How do they sound, sir?

They sound fine,
Giler. Even if they

don't sound fine, they sound fine.

Wonder where the hell
that English guy is.

It's dark out. Maybe
he's not so stupid.

Is this Wells?

No, there's been a
change of some kind.

- Are you Captain Sellinger?
- Captain, Lieutenant Halloran.

- Hello?
- Mummy, Mummy.

Hello, darling. Oh,
your hair smells nice.

Mrs Clarin washed it for me
and got soap in my eyes.

Did you cry?

Wouldn't you cry if Mrs
Clarin got soap in your eyes?

Yes, I think I would.
Where's Daddy?

He came home early,
then went out again.

Mrs Clarin gave me
dinner and was just

putting me to sleep
when you came home.

- Did he say where he was going?
- He left a note on the pillow.

I think that's romantic.

What does Daddy say? Is it mushy?

Daddy has to go away
on a little trip.

When will he be back?

- Soon... very soon.
- Will he bring me something?

Your coat's all wet.
I did a painting

Of Tyrannosaurus Rex in orange.

Have you ever seen an
orange Tyrannosaurus Rex?

Come, Mummy, look at
it. Mummy, come on.

Listen, I don't mean
to be pushy, but you

know that Englishman
we got on board?

He isn't an Englishman,
he's your actual Kraut.

You can tell by the Little
lightning bolts on his collar.

Oh, I forgot to tell you. We
decided the Germans can't lose.

We're going to be
on their side now.

Oh, good. I like the uniforms.

- Captain Sellinger, you okay?
- Quite well, thank you.

We're over the French coast, we'll
try and avoid any German position.

I'm beginning to think this
isn't such a crazy mission.

When the times comes,
we'll remove The

belly hatch where
you'll drop through.

Remember to keep your
arms tight to your

body until you're
clear of the props.

I shall remember, thank you.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

How bad is it? How bad is it?

No. It's a mistake.

You're not supposed to
die. Please, stop it.

It's all a mistake.

Lieutenant Halloran?
Are you all right?

We're hit up here, bad. I don't
know if I can keep it flying.

I'm afraid we've
been hit back here.

How bad?

Rather bad, I think
they're both dead.

Lucas? Giler?

Cimino? Cimino.

Oh, Cimino. Don't do
this. Please don't.

My God. He has no face.

The two men back
there, they're dead.

He has no face.

Keep your hands tight. Don't
pull the ring till you're clear.

It's like somebody took a vacuum

Cleaner and straightened
out the mess.

They're all gone.

It's not right.
Should've left a mark.

I'm really sorry.

I know how you feel.

I'm so sorry I caused all this.

It's not your fault.

Do you know where we are?

About 20 miles south of Lyons.

Well, that's where I have to go.

I got to make my way to the
channel. It's the other direction.

- Good luck.
- Thank you.

And thank you for everything.

I beg your pardon, Lieutenant.
Lyons is north of here, you say?

Yeah, I'm pretty sure.

I hate to impose on you, but, you
happen to know which way is north?

- Yeah, that way.
- Thank you again.

Oh. Damn.

I say, Lieutenant Halloran,

I'm really sorry to be
such a burden to you.

I wonder if you wouldn't
mind giving me a hand?

It's probably sprained.
It's not broken,

it's going to be sore for awhile.

You mind if I ask you a
question? No, not at all.

I was wondering, seeing as how
you don't know north from south,

and you can't take ten steps
without falling on your ass...

I was wondering, have you ever
done anything like this before?

Well, now that you mention it, no.


Well, you look real
spiffy in the uniform.

I don't want to go with
you, you know. Not one bit.

You don't know what the
hell you're doing.

And I certainly don't know
what the hell I'm doing.

But here I am, as we
speak, going with you.

We're going to get
our asses shot off.

Well, I'm really grateful
to you. I really am.

That's just swell.

- Hello?
- This is Mrs Sellinger?

- This is Major Trumbo.
- Oh, my God, it's Paul.

Is he all right?

The plane he was on was shot down.

I have no more information
than that at this time.

However, it's quite
possible that he

bailed out and he's
absolutely fine.

I just don't know right now.
Mrs Sellinger, are you there?


As soon as I learn anything more,

I will be sure to call you.

Your husband's a good
man, intelligent.

I'm certain he's all right.

I just can't understand
why he went in place

of Wells. Can't
understand it at all.

Not like him to be so impulsive.

I'll call you as soon as I learn
anything. I'm sure he's fine.

Mrs Sellinger, are you there?

Thank you.

Thank you for calling.

Mummy, is everything all right?

How far do you think we've gone?

How am I supposed to know?
You're the goddamn spy, not me.

Don't you guys have a magic
manual or something...

- that teaches you all that stuff?
- Oh, yes, yes, we do.

- Didn't you ever read it?
- I helped write it.

Well, what does it say
about measuring distances?

I forget.

Jesus, we're going to
get our asses shot off.



Oh, no.



You think you could
give me a hand here?

She's going to kill me,
she thinks I'm German.

I wonder why she
thinks you're German.

Betty Grable, Hershey bars,
Yankee Stadium? Hello, Joe.

She said she had a brother who
was killed by the Germans.

Her father refused to
do anything about it.

He's a collaborator...
out of fear more

than anything else
I should suppose.

She says she's doing
what he should be doing.


It's his car, she
says we can take it.


This is... This is going
to work out rather well.

I'm thrilled.

As an SS officer, I'm
entitled to an aide.

You're wearing the
uniform of a Sergeant.

You won't look at
all out of place.

Where won't it look out of place?

At Gestapo Headquarters in Lyons.

Listen, you've got a perfect
Right to get yourself killed...

and I've got a right
to stay alive.

I fully appreciate the position
I've placed you in, Lieutenant,

but I just don't
think I can do this

thing alone because
my leg is hurt...

and this thing has got to be
done. It's that important.

I don't speak German, in
case you didn't notice.

How am I going to fool anybody
if I don't speak German?

Well, If you don't
speak to anyone, then

no one will know you
don't speak German.

- That makes sense, doesn't it?
- Shit.

Better get rid of
those cigarettes.


And the lighter. They're American.

- Mind if I ask you something?
- No, not at all.

Why did you decide to go
instead of that guy, Wells?

Ah, that's rather complicated. I
don't know how to answer that.


All my life, no
matter what I did...

I've always been the
same thing... pleasant.

I'm pleasant. I was a teacher,
that's a pleasant profession.

I'm rather pleasant looking,
if I do say so myself.

If anyone were asked to describe
me, they'd say I was... pleasant.

Oh, I've never minded
it that much before.

Except now, it's
beginning to hurt.

More than I ever thought
anything could hurt.

- I don't know what you mean.
- Well, take a look at yourself.

- I can't, I'm driving.
- I'm serious.

Take a good look at yourself,
and you'll see a hero.

I'm not a hero, and I
don't want to be one.

Even if you don't want to be
one, you are. You can't help it.

You're the one who is
ice-skating on the lake...

when the little boy falls into the
freezing water, and you save him.

I'm the one who gives you
my coat to wrap him in.

And when it's all
over, you're on the

front page of all the newspapers,

saying it was really nothing...

and I have a wet coat.

Are you kidding?

You're supposed to
open the door for me.

They changed it. They
put in a new safe.

It's a combination safe. I haven't

the foggiest notion
how to open it.

I love it.

Why, Mrs Sellinger, what
a pleasant surprise.

I am sorry to barge in on you
like this, Major Trumbo.

It's just that I haven't heard

anything since we
spoke last night,

and I've been beside myself.

I was hoping that you'd
learnt something new.

Won't you sit down? Would
you like a glass of sherry?

- No, thank you.
- Cigarette?

Major, what the hell happened?

We don't know. The
plane is missing.

Not a word, not a trace, nothing.

I still can't understand why
Paul acted so impulsively.

- I can.
- Really? Why?

It's not something I can explain.

Well, Mrs Sellinger, I do assure
you I will contact you...

the moment I hear anything.

I've spoken to the American

Colonel Bart, I
think his name is,

and they're waiting for
some word themselves.

Who's Colonel Bart?

Paul was in an American plane
from the Eighth Air Force.

This man, Bart, is
the wing commander.

Where's he located?

At Windsor Field.

Thank you very much, Major.

I do apologise for
pestering you so.

Mrs Sellinger, seeing Colonel
Bart won't accomplish anything.

He knows no more than I do.

I'm sure you're right.

Thank you again.







Are you out of your
goddamned mind?



- Mrs Sellinger?
- Yes.

I'm Colonel Bart. Major Trumbo
told me you'd be coming around.

It's nice of you to take
time to speak with me.

- Not at all. Please sit down.
- Thank you.

You must think I'm an awful pest.

It's just that I have to know
for myself what's happened.

Well, yes, of course. We received
no notification of survivors.

Can't send reconnaissance
aircraft in to check...

for fear of drawing
attention to the mission.

- You understand?
- No, I don't.

Yeah, well... there's every
chance they managed to bail out.

- But you don't know for sure?
- No.

No, I don't. Except I do know
that if they did bail out...

your husband is in
very good hands.

The pilot, Lieutenant Halloran,

is a very determined,
very resourceful man.

Apple pie?


Well, we did it.

We actually did it.

Look, I don't want to cramp
your style or anything...

but we're still not
out of France yet.

We'll get out all right.

It'd be silly for us to come
this far and not get out.

Ruin my whole day.


I can go back now.

I can be more for her to see.

She must be very special.
- She is very special.

Have you ever felt that
way about any woman?


I do now.

Except with me it's different.
Ever since I met her...

I don't know who I am any more.

Well, I know who you are.
You're a good and brave man.

I don't feel very brave.

That's absurd.

Look what you've done.

I didn't do anything
except try and stay alive.

Whatever I did, I did because
I was too scared to die.

The only men who are brave
are the frightened men.

Men who aren't frightened
aren't brave, they're insane.

You're only brave when
there's something to lose.

And you still try.

When we get back, go
to her, hold her...

and never let go.

That's what I'm going to
do when I see Margaret.

Tell me more about your
wife. What's her name?

Margaret. God, I love
that name, don't you?


How do I tell you about her?

Well, if there is really such a
thing as one woman for you...

it's Margaret for me.

I know that sounds like something
out of Mother Goose...

but it's true.

We have a daughter, Sarah.
She looks like her mother,

which is reason enough to
think she's beautiful.

Here, this is Margaret.

- She's lovely, isn't she?
- Yeah.



Well, that's marvellous. She
says there's a bridge...

about eight kilometres
from here to the left.

There's a resistance
group waiting for us.


Come on, old man. Eat something.

- Here's your watch.
- Oh, thanks.

Son of a bitch. That girl's fink

Father must have
called the Germans.






Will you come on.

I think I left my
kidneys back there.

You've still got your ass.

- Grab on.
- I can't, go back.

I'm too scared to argue with
you. Grab on, goddamn it.

You're going to get
us both killed.

When you get back to London,
please look up my wife.

Her name is Margaret.

Please, tell her her
husband died a brave man.

Tell her... yourself.

Well, I...

get the wet coat again.

No, pal. This time
you get the girl.

No. Oh, no.

No, you don't, not now. If you
die on me, I'll kill you.

Do you want to play cards? I
feel like demolishing you.

You're trying to be
cheerful because

you're worried about Daddy.

He's going to be all right.

I love you more than it's possible
to love anyone, you know?

Hello? Yes?

Mummy, is it good
crying or bad crying?

I knew it.

Captain Sellinger, which room
is he in please? I'm his wife.

4-4-2, Mrs Sellinger.
Just down the corridor.

Hello, old friend.

It's so unfair for anybody's
eyes to be that colour.

Halloran... I...

Me too.

Are you all right? Are you hurt?

I was lost for awhile, but
I think I'm back now.

I just wish your eyes
weren't that colour.

There's a man in a
room down there.

A good man. I wish he wasn't.

When I first heard that you'd
been shot down together...

I felt I was being punished.

Then after awhile...

I knew that you would take care
of him, that you would come back.

I love you enough to let you go,

which is more than I've ever loved
anything or anybody in my life.

I wish I didn't cry
all the damn time.

I will never care for anyone
the way I care for you.

And do things have to
work out this way?

Things work out the way
they're supposed to.

Listen, you got to go to him,

and I got to turn and walk away.

That's what we have to do. You
know that and I know that.

I'm entirely capable
of messing this

whole thing up, so
you got to help me.

- I love you, Halloran.
- I love you, Maggie.

Think of me when you drink tea.