What are your orders?
Sergeant, we have crossed some strange boundary here.
The world has taken a turn for the surreal.
Clearly, but the question still stands.
I don't know.
What do you think?
You don't want to know what I think.
No, Mike, I do.
Well...
part of me thinks the kid's right.
What's he done to deserve this?
If he wants to stay here, fine.
Let's leave him and go home.
Yeah.
But another part of me thinks...
what if by some miracle we stay
and actually make it out of here?
Some day we might look back on this and decide
that saving Private Ryan was the one decent thing
we were able to pull out of
this whole god-awful, shitty mess.
That's what I was thinking, sir.
Like you said, Captain,
if we do that...
we all earn the right to go home.
Oh, brother.
Trask: This is everything.
You got the 2 30-caliber machine guns,
17 grenades,
11 Hawkins mines.
You got the 2 bazookas, but they only got 8 rounds left,
and assorted small arms.
We had a 60 mortar,
but an arty round took it out.
Might as well be spit wads if they roll on us with tanks.
Which they're sure to do.
What you thinking, sir?
Well...
I'm thinking they're going to try
to whip around the flanks-
Miller: Unless we can draw them up this main road here
in-between these buildings
where all the rubble makes a bit of a bottleneck.
Disable 'em?
If we can.
Make that tank a 60-ton roadblock.
We do that, we got a fighting chance at their flanks.
Yes, sir, that's good.
Split them up. Don't let them mass anywhere.
Hit them hard as we can one-on-one
and fall back to the bridge.
Machine gun on the move down here,
number 2 up high somewhere
to piss a little bad news on their heads.
Miller: That would be the idea.
Jackson?
If we can, I'd like to get you up in that bell tower.
Yes, sir.
Give you a little company if you need it.
Yes, sir. Some company couldn't hurt.
I'd say a...
a 30 with about a thousand rounds
would be OK.
Parker, job opportunity.
Reiben: It's not the worst idea ever, Captain.
It's just that everything depends on getting the tank
down this main road for us to knock out, right?
So, how the hell do you plan on doing that?
Horvath: Reiben's right.
As our esteemed colleague from the airborne pointed out,
what we got here are a bunch of spit wads,
so how do we stop the tank
if we get it to commit?
Give it a rabbit to chase.
We could hit the tank in the tracks.
Yeah, but with what?
Well, we could try a sticky bomb.
Ryan: Sticky bomb, sir?
Sir, are you making that up?
No. It's in the field manual.
You check it out if you want to.
Well, we seem to be out of field manuals, sir.
Perhaps you can enlighten us.
All right, you have some demolition, don't you?
Some TNT or some composition "B"?
That, sir, is the one thing we got plenty of.
I got that bridge wired with enough composition "B"
to blow it twice.
All right, you can spare some, then.
You take a standard-issue G.I. sock,
cram it with as much comp "B" as it can hold,
rig up a simple fuse,
then you coat the whole thing with axle grease.
That way, when you throw it,
it should stick.
It's a bomb that sticks. It's a sticky bomb.
You come up with a better way
to knock the tracks off a tank,
I'm all ears.
This is good.
Now we got to surrender our socks.
Haul away.
All right, select the field of fire.
Cross fire with the one in the bell tower.
All right. I can cover 12 to 9 from here.
Soldier: Easy!
Jackson: I got her!
Here are the mines.
For being the best we can do,
that forward machine gun
is not in a terrible firing position.
And this position right here...
this is the Alamo.
They push us back this far,
last man alive blows the bridge.
We only got a 30-second delay on that fuse,
so let everyone know that if you are that last man,
you better hurry your ass off,
or you're not going to be alive long.
Captain?
Where am I during all this?
Never more than 2 feet away from me,
and that's not negotiable.
I'll get some ammo.
Come on.
- Hey, Upham. - Yes.
Listen to me, all right?
Yeah.
You listening?
- Yes. - All right.
We're going to be displacing
and falling back like crazy sons of bitches...
right up there.
So you got to be Johnny-on-the-spot
with the ammo, or we're dead.
Right.
You understand that?
- Johnny-on-the-spot. - Yeah.
You all right?
Yeah.
- Hmm? - Yes.
You know, when we were shipping out of England,
the supply sergeant was handing out cartons of cigarettes,
and I said, "No, thank you. I don't smoke.
I don't smoke."
Quite a situation, huh?
Unbelievable.
Here.
Fucked up
beyond all recognition, right?
Yeah, you got that right.
FUBAR.
Ouch. Ahem.
Yeah, well...
FUBAR.
It's going to be a real show, huh?
Yeah, OK.
Take it easy.
FUBAR.
Who's that singing, sir?
Edith Piaf.
Ryan: What's she so upset about?
Her lover left her,
but she still sees his face everywhere she goes.
That would do it.
Even life itself
only represents you.
Sometimes I dream
that I'm in your arms.
What was that part? She sang that before.
That's the chorus.
The chorus.
And you speak softly in my ear...
and you say things
that make my eyes close.
And I find that marvelous.
Uh, again...
Upham, uh...
to be honest with you, l- I find myself
curiously aroused by you.
Marvelous.
No, it's- You know, it's a really melancholy song.
At the beginning of the song, she says,
"And then one day, you left.
You left me, and, uh...
I've been desperate ever since.
I see you all over the sky. I see you all over the Earth."
Horvath: Jesus, Upham, any more songs like this,
the krauts aren't going to have to shoot me.
I'm just going to slit my own wrists.
Reiben: You know, you're a strange bird, Upham.
Ohh. I'm sorry.
It's Edith, you know.
You know what that song reminds me of?
It reminds me of Mrs. Rachel Troubowitz
and what she said to me
the day I left for basic.
What, "Don't touch me"?
No. Mrs. Rachel Troubowitz
is our super's wife.
She comes into my mom's shop
to try on a few things, all right?
And she's easily, like, a 44 double "E."
Double "E"?
These things are massive, right?
Those are big.
No. And I've got her convinced
that she's, like, a 42 "D," all right?
So we're in the dressing room.
She's trying to squeeze into this side-cut,
silk-ribboned, triple-panel girdle
with the shelf-lift brassiere.
And it's beautiful,
because she's just pouring out of this thing, you know?
Is it really tight?
No, no. It's beautiful.
And she sees me, and she can tell
I got a hard-on the size of the Statue of Liberty.
And she says to me, "Richard, calm down."
And she says,
"When you're over there,
if you see anything that upsets you,
or if you're ever scared,
I want you to close your eyes
and think of these.
You understand?"
So I said, "Yes, ma'am."
Ryan: Are you all right, sir?
Yeah. I'm just keeping the rhythm.
Is it true you were a teacher back home?
Yes.
See, that's something I could never do, you know?
Not after the way me and my brothers
treated our teachers.
No, sir.
I had a thousand kids like you.
I can't see my brothers' faces.
And I've been trying,
and I can't see their faces at all.
Has that ever happened to you?
You got to think of a context.
What does that mean?
Well, you don't just think about their faces.
You think about something specific-
something you've done together.
Well, when I think of home, I think of something specific.
I think of my hammock in the backyard or...
my wife pruning the rose bushes
in a pair of my old work gloves.
Well, this one night,
two of my brothers came
and woke me up in the middle of the night,
and they said they had a surprise for me.
So they took me to the barn, up into the loft, and...
there was my oldest brother Dan...
with Alice- Alice Jardine.
I mean...
picture a girl who just took a nose-dive
from the ugly tree
and hit every branch coming down.
And- And Dan's got her shirt off.
So he's working on this bra,
and he's trying to get it off,
and all of a sudden, Sean just screams out...
"Danny, you're a young man!
Don't do it!"
And so Alice Jardine hears this,
and she screams and she jumps up
and she tries to get running out of the barn,
but she's still got this shirt over her head.
She goes running right into the wall
and knocks herself out.
So now Dan is just so mad at us.
He- He starts coming after us,
but at the same time,
Alice is over there unconscious.
He's got to wake her up.
So he grabs her by a leg,
and he's dragging her.
At the same time, he picks up a shovel,
and he's going after Sean.
And Sean said, "What are you trying to hit me for?
I just did you a favor."
And so this makes Dan more angry.
He tries to swing this thing.
He loses the shovel.
It goes out of his grasp and hits a kerosene lantern.
The thing explodes.
The whole barn almost goes up
because of this thing.
Uhh.
That was it. That was the last-
That was- Dan went off to basic the next day.
That was the last night the 4 of us were together.
That was 2 years ago.
Hmm. Oh, my.
Ryan: Tell me about your wife
and those rose bushes.
No.
No. That one I save just for me.
Enemy from the east.
He sees Tiger tanks, 2 of them;
Panzer tanks, 2 of them;
infantry,
50 plus change.
Disperse. You know what to do.
Reiben, get on the rabbit.
Yes, sir.
Horvath: Upham, get some cover.
Mellish and Henderson, lock and load!
Everybody check your ammo!
Good luck, Reiben.
I don't need any luck, Sarge.
I was born lucky.
One in five tracer?
Yep, and tracers point both ways.
Yeah? Why don't you check the head space,
and she should run.
Upham!
Hustle up!
Corporal Upham?
Yes, sir.
We don't have a 30-caliber machine gun
in this position.
Either Mr. Mellish
or Mr. Jackson in the bell tower needs that.
Yes, sir.
Upham! Jackson's fine.
Turn around to Mellish.
There's a ton of infantry, Captain.
I don't know if they took the bait, though.
You got any more of that?
Panzers didn't take the bait.
Infantry's moving to the left.
Half-track just went by with about 20 troops.
Man: Dies war die zweiten kompanie!
Mellish! Henderson!
Displace!
You! Do it now! Light it up!
You! Light it!
30 infantry on the right flank!
Get over there, find a hole, and stop them!
Displace!
Mellish: Upham!
Clear!
Krauts!
Right flank!
Soldier: Sanitater!
Soldier: Bleiben panzer!
Get down!
Upham! Upham!
30 cal! Hurry!
And find the captain! This flank's going to fold!
Disperse! He's still in this fight!
No, no, Ryan, get down! Get down!
Soldier: Aah! Aah!
Ryan!
Ryan.
Ryan: Get off of me!
Miller: Are you all right?
Uhh! Get off of me!
Reiben: I'm fine, too, Captain. Thanks.
Miller: OK, both sides!
Get aboard! Get a grenade in there!
Henderson: Grenade!
20 mil!
Flak gun, 20 millimeter. Take it out!
Heavy weapon in defilade below!
I ain't got a shot!
Pincer move, Parker!
Targets 8 o'clock low!
Parker: Shit!
God grant me strength.
Come on! Displace!
Come on!
Miller: Cover, Upham! Cover!
Cover!
Aah!
Parker: I'm out of 30 caliber.
Blessed be the Lord, my strength,
which teaches my hands to war
and my fingers to fight.
My goodness and my fortress...
my high tower and my Deliverer.
My shield
and He in Whom I trust.
Here you go, baby.
Parker, get down!
Captain, that 20 millimeter is killing us.
We got to try to flank it somehow.
Well, let me get over for the top shot.
Upham!
Crap.
Upham!
Upham, ammo, goddamn it!
Man: Haben sie handgrenaden?
I'm jammed! I'm jammed!
You got any 30 cal?
Henderson: I'm out.
Shit.
Upham?
Upham!
Aah!
Reiben!
Come on! Aah!
Reiben!
I'm out!
I need another bandoleer!
Anybody got a bandoleer?
God!
Aah!
You stupid...
Aah!
Ow!
Aah!
Unh! Unh! Unh!
Haah!
Let's stop. Let's stop. Let's stop. Listen to me!
Listen to me! Stop! Stop!
No! D-D-D-D-
Stop. Stop.
Shh, shh.
Shh.
Aah!
Son of- Son of a bitch!
Son of a bitch!
Zuruck!
Zuruck! Ja, genau! Gut so!
Geh nach rechts! Nach rechts!
I'm out.
Those 60 rounds.
We can use them without the tube.
How?
Fuse-arming wire, set back,
heave it!
Uhh!
Panzer schreck!
Uhh!
Ow!
We're going to the Alamo.
Alamo! Alamo!
Aah!
We'll take it! You fall back!
You be right behind us!
Soon as we're in business!
Displace.
Reiben.
Reload.
Yaah!
All right, go.
Miller: We're blowing the bridge!
Get off! Clear the bridge!
Oh!
Sarge!
Mike, are you all right?
I just got the wind knocked out of me.
Well, get out of here!
Take cover! We're going to blow this bridge!
Ow!
Come on, come on!
Tiger coming! Coming across the bridge!
Das haus auf zwei hundert meter,
elf uhr.
Captain, get behind something!
Come on, Captain, move it!
Mike.
Mike!
Reiben: Captain.
Captain, where the hell are you going?
Captain, get back here!
Hande hoch! Hande hoch!
Die waffen niederlegen! Die waffen niederlegen!
Hande hoch! Die waffen niederlegen!
Hande hoch!
Ich kenne den soldaten.
Ich kenne den mann.
Und haltet die schnauzen.
Upham.
Haut ab.
Verschwindet!
Hang in there, Captain.
Man: First squad on me.
Man: Drivers, keep moving.
Get the 60 set up.
Man: See if we can cut them off.
Man: Clear the intersection!
Medic!
We got a medic?
They're tank-busters, sir- P-51s.
Angels on our shoulders.
What, sir?
James...
earn this.
Earn it.
General Marshall: My Dear Mrs. Ryan,
it's with the most profound sense of joy
that I write to inform you your son,
Private James Ryan,
is well and, at this very moment,
on his way home from European battlefields.
Reports from the front indicate James did his duty in combat
with great courage and steadfast dedication
even after he was informed of the tragic loss
your family has suffered in this great campaign
to rid the world of tyranny and oppression.
I take great pleasure in joining the secretary of war,
the men and women of the United States Army,
and the citizens of a grateful nation
in wishing you good health and many years of happiness
with James at your side.
Nothing,
not even the safe return of a beloved son,
can compensate you
or the thousands of other American families
who have suffered great loss in this tragic war.
And I might share with you some words
which have sustained me
through long, dark nights
of peril, loss and heartache.
And I quote,
"I pray that our Heavenly Father
may assuage the anguish of your bereavement
and leave you only the cherished memory
of the loved and lost
and the solemn pride that must be yours
to have laid so costly a sacrifice
upon the altar of freedom.
Abraham Lincoln."
Yours very sincerely and respectfully,
George C. Marshall, General, Chief Of Staff.
My family is with me today.
They wanted to come with me.
To be honest with you,
l- I wasn't sure how I'd feel
coming back here.
Every day I think about what you said to me
that day on the bridge.
And I've tried to live my life
the best I could.
I hope that was enough.
I hope that, at least in your eyes...
I've earned what all of you
have done for me.
James.
"Captain John H. Miller."
Tell me I've led a good life.
What?
Tell me I'm a good man.
You are.