Weaver, don't stand there like an idiot. Let's get this truck moving.
She okay?
Well, we'll drive as carefully as we can.
Hey, you. I don't like the way you talk.
- You what? - I don't like the way you talk to me.
This truck doesn't move till somebody tells me what's going on.
Now, look, you...
You bigtime officers have shafted me twice.
You tried to dump me in Italy, ran out on me back there.
You expect me to drive you like some chauffeur. Nobody tells me anything.
- You don't tell me what's going on. - I don't believe this.
Excuse me, but is your trouble that you want to be part of the team?
I don't want to be a part of any lousy team.
I just want some equal consideration.
I don't think you'll get equal consideration...
...from those people back there. Do you?
I don't care if they're the U.S. Cavalry.
Nobody moves until somebody tells me what you're planning to do.
- We're going to blow up a bridge. - A bridge?
Whose bridge? Not me, I'm blowing up nothing.
We are going to help the Partisans blow up a bridge...
...and then if we're very lucky, we can all go home.
- Is that a fact? - That's the general idea, sergeant.
- That's why we came back for Miller. - Yeah, Miller.
You didn't give a mother-hunch about me.
You came back for Miller, but you didn't come for me?
No, we didn't.
That's the first straight answer you've given me.
I think the major's got a point, colonel.
They do look kind of mean, don't they?
Don't stand there gaping like an idiot. Get in there and drive the truck!
All right.
We'll have to do this another way.
Get away from the truck.
Wait for my signal.
Useful little insect, isn't he?
- Keep an eye on him, Marko. - Miller, you are an incurable showoff.
Don't knock it, major. Don't knock it.
So now it works, huh, sergeant?
Well, these babies are a little temperamental sometimes.
Like me.
Lescovar's confirmed my signals got through to London.
Do you like that chap?
- Who's that, Lescovar? - Yeah.
I haven't thought anything about him.
- Knows his job, I suppose. - Yes, he does, doesn't he?
All right, sergeant?
What do you think? Pretty straightforward, isn't it?
Well, no, not exactly.
In fact, not by a long chalk.
I'd say you're flogging a dead horse there, old man.
- What are you trying to tell me? - Want to take a look?
Are you kidding? I know every inch of that bridge.
Oh, yeah?
In that case, you'll have noticed how it's built into the living rock.
And how those main pilings are not just concrete, but 20 feet thick.
That's not forgetting...
I told you, London's dropping the same stuff we had before.
Yes, I know what you're getting, but it's not gonna be enough.
- What do you mean, not enough? - You might just bend it a little...
...burn the paint work here and there.
But nothing that would seriously inconvenience the Jerries, I thought.
Our experts have been studying that bridge, and they say it'll blow.
I don't know where you learned...
...but I'm talking about the best engineers in the business.
Yes. They're probably experts at building things...
...whereas I'm an expert at blowing them up.
Take it from me that one would need eight hours...
...to make a decent job of that bridge.
Eight hours?
Assuming, of course, the Jerries are kind enough to leave us in peace.
And maybe provide a few working lights.
You've seen those searchlights, have you? Well, I...
- Miller. - Sir.
I think you've made your technical point.
Many thanks, sir.
If I weren't absolutely sure of my facts, I wouldn't be telling you this now.
And you do understand, sir, I'm not exaggerating.
What would happen to the bridge if that central arch...
...was suddenly hit by several million tons of water?
- Water? - Water?
I think we've been talking about the wrong target.
Remember that dam we passed up around the bend?
What kind of a dam? Where is it?
Two and a half miles up the river.
But, my dear chap, why didn't you say so before?
Oh, I could do a tremendous job on a dam, yes.
With a dam you've got natural elements working for you.
It's like an enormous bath. All you've got to do is pull the plug.
Thank you.
Come along, gentlemen.
As a technician, I thought you might be interested in that dam, Milly.
Get them outside for the dropping zone.
So the RAF drops the stuff and we blow the dam, right?
Right.
Is it anything like Boulder Dam? Now, that baby's big, man.
Wouldn't know, old boy.
How often have you used this as a dropping zone?
Never.
The Germans see to that.
We have to keep moving around.
Makes sense.
You think those two guys know anything about blowing a dam?
Oh, no, I shouldn't think they've got a clue.
But never mind, old Weaver...
...we sergeants will see them through as usual.
- Right. - Hello.
Ought you to be out and about? It's jolly cold.
Come on in, take a seat.
Thank you, but one thing I cannot do just yet is sit down.
You're not staying for the fireworks? Bags of panic and blue lights.
No. I've seen too many airdrops.
They don't compare to a nice, warm bed.
Would you believe it? Right on time.
I don't believe it.
Poor bastards.
This was no accident.
We've lost our last chance.
There is no question. We were betrayed.
Aren't we always with Allied missions?
Their security's a joke.
It doesn't matter.
We do our part, and what do we get?
Twenty lives lost.
- One of them... - It's past.
Finished.
All that matters now is that the Germans are marshalling their tanks.
They will cross the bridge tomorrow...
...and there is nothing we can do to stop them.
And you four gentlemen have outstayed your usefulness.
You will be escorted back to the Allied military mission.
Out of harm's way?
Sir...
...I could leave the Germans some very nasty surprises.
Thank you, sergeant.
I think we have had enough surprises.
Capt. Lescovar, see that these gentlemen have an escort of two men.
If those chaps had just half the equipment of the Jerries...
...I could've made that dam look like a Swiss cheese.
It's absolutely sickening.
Do you think the Jerries will have that gear we need in their supply dump?
Of course they would.
Lashings of HE, land mines, detonators, everything.
It's an absolute certainty.
Your escort, colonel.
- I think you will find them reliable. - Okay, thank you.
I think we're going to need rather more men than this, captain.
My sergeant thinks that the Germans have the necessary equipment...
...in their forward supply dump so that the colonel can blow the dam.
That means you'd have to get into the marshalling yards at Mostar.
None of you speak enough German.
You need me to help.
Thank you, captain.
- You know, I could get shot for this. - Couldn't we all?
You look real beautiful, you know that?
Yes, it's all right for you. You don't have to come with us.
We'll be back in exactly 35 minutes, right?
- Okay. - That's if the shop's open, old boy.
Pity they didn't teach you German at that school of yours.
Instead of Latin? Perish the thought, old boy.
These any use to you?
No, tellermines is what we want.
They look like dirty grey-green dinner plates.
Maybe they just haven't got any.
They have.
I wonder what happened to Barnsby and his truck.
I've been asking myself the same question.
Well, we can't just stand here like ducks in thunder.
Over there. The railway wagon. Get the stuff in there till he comes.
Barnsby should have been here by now. Where the hell is he?
Beautiful.
- They're just the job. - Not now, Milly.
Well, I'd rather do it now than in some ditch.
- How long? - Oh, about 10 minutes...
...given peace and quiet.
These little sods can be temperamental.
The gubbins itself is harmless enough but aren't we all, until detonated.
For a moment I thought we were off.
Hey, where in the hell have they gotten to?
You maniac.
What the hell are you doing here?
I'll go and have a look around, see if I can find them.
- There he is. - Wait. I'll get him.
- That's Lescovar. - Yeah.
- Where's Marko? - I don't know...
...but ten to one they're hiding in that boxcar.
Bloody hell.
What's up now?
Some great ape of a sergeant, he's sent Barnsby's truck away.
Oh, no.
Sergeant.
Be quiet. Listen to me.
There are two British commanders in that cattle truck behind me.
I'm Col. Von Ingorslebon, Special Field Intelligence Group.
Stand still, idiot. Look natural.
There is a third, an American colonel...
...in the truck which you just sent away.
I want to take them all together.
- What's Lescovar doing? - He's shooting him some kind of story.
Go and assemble a squad of armed men. Quickly and quietly.
And keep them out of sight.
Then report back to me. Understand?
Good old Lescovar. Best line-shooter in the Balkans.
All right, you guys, let's...
Oh, man.
The sacks, get them up here quick.
- You picked a fine time to do this. - Sling out my suitcase, will you?
You trying to screw up this operation? We're behind schedule already.
- How did you get here? - I've been through that already.
Help me get this stuff loaded and get it on the truck.
- Right, Miller? - Right, all set.
Let's go. Easy.
Hold it.
It's that man again.
I'll take care of him. Close the door.
They are all yours, sergeant. Bring the squad.
All clear?
Give them a moment to get out of sight.
That fool, Marko, must have given himself away.
I don't know how.
How in the hell are we gonna get back across the river?
I mean, where are we going?
Berlin, I shouldn't wonder.
Sarajevo.
That's where the train goes.
No stops.
I'm sorry about Marko.
Thank you.
It's a risk we all take.
He was a brave man and a good friend.
Pity he got careless.
Do you think that big sergeant spotted him as a Partisan?
I can't buy that.
The sergeant wasn't that bright.
He saluted you, you're wearing a corporal's uniform.
That doesn't rate a salute in the German army.
Not in anybody's army.
Why do you think he saluted you, Lescovar?
Perhaps he recognized my natural superiority.
Yes, perhaps.
You say this train goes to Sarajevo, no stops?
Yeah.
But I noticed on the map that we pass within a half a mile of the dam.
Strange you didn't bother to mention that.
Now, what's all this about?
Some fool of a sergeant salutes me...
...and I forget to mention that we pass near the dam.
And a little while ago, you said that Marko must have given himself away.
I don't think he gave anything away...
...except his life.
What did you give away, Lescovar?
You think I'm a traitor, is that it?
I don't think, I know.
I've always known.
I just couldn't prove it.
You're Nicolai.
You're the man who blew us in Greece.
Thank you, colonel.
I've done your job.
You help me do mine.
Oh, crikey.
It's lit like a Christmas tree.
Dawn's around 5:30.
Gives us an hour to get in...
...half-hour to set the charges and 20 minutes to get clear.
What you need, sir, is a little diversion, isn't it?
- What am I supposed to do with this? - Oh, I don't know.
Try and imagine you're a dog.
Oh, for heaven's sake. On the road, man, on the road!
Hallelujah!
Just unroll it and string it out.
Come on, blackie.
Come on.
Hey. You bleed red blood, eh, blackie?
Here.
Right here.
You all right?
Come on, blow, damn it! Blow!
Give them a chance. They'll be here in a minute.
If they'd been caught, we'd have heard the alarm go off.
How long do we make the fuse?
They're Germans, they're gonna be punctual.
Usually are.
We've run out of time.
Twenty seconds?
What do you say?
It's your decision, colonel.
I'm asking you.
Twenty seconds sounds about right, then we won't have so far to run.
It would have been nice to see that bridge go, huh?
Yes, wouldn't it?
All been very interesting, though, hasn't it?
Yes.
It didn't do a goddamn thing! Nothing!
Miller! That useless git!
- It didn't... - What?
- It didn't work! - I know it didn't work!
- Well, let's get out of here! - Yeah, let's get out of here.
When I catch that little perisher, I'll wring his useless neck!
Nothing!
We've been through all this, and nothing!
Nothing but:
You can't expect an enormous volcano with three tiny bags of explosives.
You have to let nature take her course.
Give it time, it'll work.
If I were you, I'd get out of here fast!
- You son of a bitch! - I told you, it's only a matter of waiting.
You cute little son of a bitch! You did it! Come here.
You did it! You did it! You cute little son of a... You did it!
Why, you limey genius, I love you!
Steady on, old Weaver, steady on.
You did it!
Miller, you horrible little man...
...you knew that was gonna be a slow-motion explosion.
You deliberately didn't tell me, did you?
I didn't want to bore you with technical detail.
I thought it might be a bit over your head.
What happened to you?
He bit me in all the excitement.
But damn it to hell, we did it, colonel, we did it!
Yes, we did, sergeant. We did!
And a merry Christmas.
Yes, gentlemen, we did it.
But before...
...we can start awarding ourselves Victoria Crosses...
...and Congressional Medals of Honor and so on...
...and so forth and such like...
...I think I'd better point out that, one: We're on the wrong side of the river.
That two: We have no hope whatsoever of rejoining the Partisans.
And that three:
This neck of the woods will soon be crawling with bad-tempered Germans.
And four:
I don't think that our little genius, Sgt. Miller there...
...has even got a box of matches left in his suitcase.
And so, therefore, I think we can take it, gentlemen...
...that we are going to have a very long walk home.
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