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Oh, shut your mouth.

They're here.

What time is it?
- Don't know.

I've lost my watch.

A lot of good you are!

Time for some fun.

Look here, a new watch.

And it's got a stopwatch.

I surrender.

WAR ROOM
LONDON 1941

That's not what we discussed.

Ask what you like
but for Christ's sake, relax.

We still need him.

Anyone fancy an apple?
- Later, Tamme.

Stan, you?
- Not now.

Six, after shooting that big
fat bear, I've got six.

The fat guy?
- Yeah, the big fat one.

Don't be stupid, man!

I shot the fat--

Goddammit!

Come on, you bastard.

You said I could go
with you this time.

It was last minute.

Always the same thing
around here.

These potatoes are sprouting.

Yeah? Then do
the shopping yourself.

I've had it!

Not a lot he can tell us
with his lungs full of water.

How long now?

One minute, sixteen.

That's enough.

Hey, actually we're all
pretty friendly around here.

Yeah, we're all very friendly
around here.

Do you want some water?

Alright, get out!
- Yeah.

Hey, just try to answer our
questions. Please?

Then we can stop all of this.
- This is for you.

Just tell him what he needs...
Look out!

Damn it! They'll be coming
to fetch him soon.

Stan?

Now he's gonna take up
less room.

Forget it.

With all due respect.

Your son, Dieter.

Yeah?

I see the resemblance.

KILLED IN ACTION

How?
- Shrapnel.

No further information.

Why are you telling me that?

Do you really think I'd betray
my country because of that?

This is war.

We've all lost someone.

It's not about who we've lost.

It's about who we can
still save.

His name is Franz.

Yep.

The boy was named
after his grandfather.

You alright?
- No, I'm not alright.

I'm fed up with just doing
all of the shopping

and pulling bullets
out of people.

I want another job.

He just wants to protect
his little girl, that's all.

Leave me alone.
- I'm sorry. Hey.

Actually, I've found something
that might interest you.

Here...

What's that?

A "B cartridge" I think it said.

I found a whole case of them.

It's just the right calibre.

First a kiss.

Let's see what it can do.

Not really ideal for hunting.

Come on then.

Come on, Fons. Come on, Fons.

Come on.

Yes! The best lefty
in Europe, huh?

Come on now, let's hear it.

Oh, come on now,
is that the best you can do?

Playing for the biggest club
in Flanders?

Come.

Come on.

Is that all?

You'd be better off hunting more
and screwing less.

Stan, there's a German car
parked in the wood.

Darling?

Your wife, I would presume?

Here...

You can sell it to the Jews.

Where have you hidden them?

Gunther...

Fill up the bath tub.

I've been to the post office.

Still nothing.

You don't suppose
something's happened?

I'm sure she would have--
- I've told you

to put that out of your mind.

The mail is intercepted
at the French border.

I was thinking...

that little Louis is probably
already walking.

Sorry.

We've got a visitor. Come.

Hi.

I need that German's briefcase.

Uh, yeah, uh...

Everything's still in it, so...
- And the Fritz?

He's got crucial information

about troop movements
in the Ardennes.

Yeah, um...

The Fritz is still in the bath.

You've got to be joking!

His head must be
around here somewhere.

Jesus, Stan!
This is no laughing matter.

I laughed my head off.

Any news?

I have to tell you that this is
a very special mission.

Congo?

Finally get out
of these fucking woods.

I've even got ticks on my balls!

But Fritz isn't in the Congo.

Forget it,
we're fine right here.

The mission is of vital
strategical importance.

We couldn't give a shit. We kill
Krauts, that's strategic enough.

Oh! Do whatever you want.

Hey, what do these figures
down at the bottom mean?

It's what you get paid.

Hey, Van Praag,
you can buy your football team.

Great.

Maybe they'll even
let you play again.

Why not?

As long as I'm wearing this
around my neck, Fons

it's not going to happen.

Oh, yeah, one more thing...

I forgot to say that the mission
would result

in a whole bunch of dead Nazis.

And she would be
a lot safer, too.

Right?

BELGIAN CONGO

Alright, wake up, gentlemen.

We're there.

Hey! Bloody hell, man,
be reasonable.

Oh, well then.

You shouldn't have got
so pissed then, should you?

Alright, there it is, man.

Take a look.

What's up?
You're turning green.

I just don't like the water.

I can't swim.

Maybe they have water wings!

Men...

Welcome to Africa.

I told you that it was
a special mission.

Come.

Don't touch anything.

Jesus, it stinks.

OK. Men...

For those of you who aren't
very good in geography

we are right here...

and our destination is here,
America.

The mission's objective...

transporting a cargo
of raw materials

of crucial importance
to the Allies.

Uranium.

Uranium?
- What in God's name is that?

No, I've heard of it.
It's used to colour glass.

And those watch hands
that light up in the dark

are also made of uranium.

Oh, yeah?

I'd really like to have
one of those.

You can't see
this one in the dark.

So, we're going on
a secret mission

in a German U-boat

so that Roosevelt can
tell time at night?

It'll be used to build a bomb.

And not just any bomb

but one that can raze
a city to the ground.

Destruction radius
of a few kilometres.

The Germans have their top
scientists working on it.

The Americans can't lag behind.

The Shinkolobwe mines
owned by the Union

here in Congo

are the biggest source
of uranium in the world

and Roosevelt has purchased
a few tons

in alliance with
the Belgian Government.

We just have to get it there.

Yep.

We've got to pilot
this ourselves?

You'll get three weeks
of training

theory and practice.
That's not a lot.

So start studying

cos this is one exam
you can't afford to fail.

Right, on deck, 15 minutes.

So we're nothing
but a bunch of chauffeurs?

Yeah, well,
this is one hell of a limo.

Can you do that
somewhere else?

Like behind a curtain?

Uh, don't be such a child.
I'm sweating like a pig.

Yeah, Stan.

It's not like we've never seen
her in the raw before.

I mean, not...

not in a sexual way
or anything, right?

No, like when she was washing
in that stream.

Totally, totally innocent,
Stan?

And from far way.

Real far, we couldn't see.

We could only see
with binoculars.

You perverts!

What?

What's this?

Franz Jaeger, a German captain.
He's going to train us.

If you think I'm going
to America with a Nazi

then you need to think again.

It's just for training.
I'm the captain.

He was the commander
of a U-boat from 14-18.

He knows U-boats
inside and out.

Stan!

You thinking what I'm thinking?

But there aren't any bathtubs
on board.

Good morning, gentlemen.

But since I will not be
going with you

I sincerely don't give a shit.

Huh?
- Men...

Is that true?
- This is a transport mission

not an attack mission.
- Oh, yeah?

And if we have to defend
ourselves, what then?

We dive, then.

Officers' mess.

Whoa!

Here, the radio room.

This is a 200-watt transmitter.

Command room,
this is the heart of the boat.

You might as well get started
on the potatoes.

The machine room.
- Diesel?

1,200 horse power, at least!

3,200, actually.

This puts my dad's tractor
to shame.

It's too far to go?

the last room on the boat.

Jesus!

And so, you men had
better brace yourself.

You've got three weeks
to learn it.

OK, job assignments.

Stan, as first officer

you will ensure my orders
are carried out.

Tamme, Klisse, the engines.
Werner, radio and sonar.

Filip and Fons, steering.
Van Praag, trim tanks.

OK? Come on.
Time for class.

And me?
I don't have a job.

Why don't you tell her?

What?

I've made some arrangements.

Um...

When they deliver the uranium

you'll be taken to a nearby
plantation by the delivery boat.

It'll be safer there.

You can't just leave me
in Africa.

If you think I'm going to--
- You're not going

in this bloody coffin.

An U-boat crew
has to work like

a well-oiled machine.

Together.

Pulley...

...pulley system, pulley system, pulley.

This here is the
main transmitter control

And that's--
- And that's the receiver.

Guys, this manual is just too
complicated!

It's too complicated
and in German!

To dive, the air is blown out of
the ballast tanks

which fill with water

and to surface
it's the opposite.

The water is pumped out

and it fills with air
under high pressure.

Got it?

And if you're under water
and you have to do

a number two
and you flush it

does the shit go
to the ballast tank

or straight into the sea?

What?
- Stupid, man.

No, that's not
a stupid question.

If you don't send it out
in the water...

it could...

What, it there something wrong
with your stomach?

Oh, come on...

You going in?
- Uh, maybe tomorrow.

Suit yourself.

Short, short, short, long...

Short, short, short and long...

And what does that mean?

You...

have really beautiful...

...tits.

You're an idiot.

Is that all you learnt in class?

It's the only thing I remember.

It's our last night together.

Maybe I can make him
change his mind.

No, he won't budge.

He also told Mama
to leave without me.

Hey.
- Mm?

At least we can
say goodbye properly.

Yeah, that's true.

Jenga. Toss the rope.

What? You got something
against blacks?

I just don't want the banana man
touching me, you know?

It doesn't stick.
- I don't want to talk about it.

Alright, come on men,
let's get started. Come!

Be careful with it!

That chocolate ape is just
being too lazy

to make two trips, that's all.

Come on. Get your end.

They are still here

at the same co-ordinates.

We're approaching from the west.

You must not allow them
to submerge

until we have arrived.

What's up?
- It's a German radio message.

What? Here?

Well, it's VHF and that's,
that's line of sight.

Huh?

Well, these radio waves can't
pass through trees

or over mountains,
so this ship is less

than 100 kilometres from here.

Alright, find the signal again.

Maes, there are ships.
- What?

Where?
- There.

Damn it.
We've got to get out of here.

To America, or what?

Look, they're coming our way,
we have no choice.

Oh, but all that we've had
is theory!

Practice starts now. Go.

Come on men, hurry up!
- We're leaving right now?

Come on.

What's happening,
what's all the commotion?

We are leaving now.

We're going to America.

Not knowing how to dive?
And where do I go?

You're coming with us.
- But that wasn't the deal.

New deal.

For God's sake,
think for a moment.

You have 0% chance
of survival.

It's suicide and I think you
know that very well.

I don't have any alternative.

They've seen you.

The boat is preparing to leave.
Over.

OK, understood.

We are in range now,
20 minutes. Out.

OK, understood.

Yes, understood.

Everything is on board.
- Hey!

Shit.

Goddammit!

Bloody hell, look,
the Kraut killed him!

I didn't mean to do it.

What in the hell are you doing,
Stan?

We still need him.

Who else is going
to pilot the boat?

Come on!

Keep moving!

I'll have to hold on to this
for the old man.

Can I come along
or are you still sending me off

with the collaborator?

Stop moaning. It that it?
Is everyone below?

No.

That nigger isn't coming?

No, Fons, we're dumping him
in the sea.

Take him aft.
- Alright, let's go.

Start the engines!

Engines ready!

Rudder 3-10.

I want both machines
to proceed slowly.

We don't have enough pressure.

The main valve's half-open.
- What?

The main valve's
only half-open!

Well, then go open it.
- Give me a break.

You mind if I get through, mate?

I don't see anything changing.
- Yeah, hang on.

It's starting to rise.
The meters are starting to move.

Tamme, we've got reinforcements!

Jenga, machinist.

Yes, yes!

Welcome on board.

Well?

They're still far away

but it's best if we stay
out of sight.

Prepare to dive.

Front open ten,
back open five.

Yeah.

Flood it.

We're under the water,
just like Jules Verne.

This boat is very special,
Jenga.

Underwater, not on it.

Under it.

Stan?

Stan?

Listen to this.

It's a strange droning noise.

They're looking for us.

As long as we stay under,
there's no problem.

Which was it?

I don't remember anymore.

A leak in the crapper.

Damn it, you lazy ass, do I
have to do everything myself?

I'm gonna shove your C3
and your B5

down your bloody throat!

Let him go.

Huh! If pigs had wings...

Shit!

Chlorine gas.
Blow the ballast tanks

and sink. Hurry, go low!

Use the flack.

Damn it, he's banking away.

Why isn't he attacking?

Well, then we won't dive.

He has to run short
of fuel sometime.

More are coming.

Hurry.

Hurry up, men.

Oh, shit.

Bloody hell, he got him.

Stan!

Stan!

Stan!

Lucky bastard.

You sleep here, right?

Huh? Go ahead.

Go ahead.

That's not going to happen.

Who said that this darkie
was going to sleep in here?

Yeah, well, Jenga has worked

ten times harder than you, fatso.

Go sleep in the torpedo room.
- Oh, come off it, Fons.

Get going.

Yes, sir.

And take your fish with you.

♪ Die, die, die, little baby ♪

♪ Tatty die, die,
aie, aie, aie, aie ♪

Stop.

Uncle Kriechbaum is going

to give you a bath. Huh?

Splishy splashy!

No.
- Get your little tootsies wet.

Look how happy he is.

Go look.

In nature, sometimes the size
of a particular population

has to be corrected

so that a natural equilibrium
can be re-established.

And that is what
we take care of.

We are merely restoring...

the balance in nature...

...once again.

And it is so important for him

that he learns...
- No, please!

...about balance.

This cannot be right.

What?

What? What can I do about it,
you Wiener schnitzel?

This is supposed to be
Filip's job.

Whoa, whoa, Stan.
No, go easy, stop.

Calm down, let go.

Open tube five!

Ah, a Chinese volunteer
for the torpedo test?

Just help me.

Sorry, I only listen
to my captain.

So help me, then!

You've made your point,
now let me live my own life.

He should keep his paws
off your body.

It's my body
and it's my business.

You're still much too young
for all that.

How old do I have to be
before Mr Almighty

gives his permission? 40?

When you're married
then you can do what you want.

For now, you must do what I say!

Hm. OK, I agree.

Well, a captain can
marry people.

Come.

Come on, guys.

I don't think this is
a good idea.

Jaeger!

No! Ignore him!

Damn it.

They might have
an U-boat escort.

Come on, move!

Hey.
- Go away.

You know, we can hardly hold
a wedding party

with an enemy ship in the area.

You could've said "I do" ten
times before Stan spotted it.

But he was breathing
down our necks.

So what?

Isn't it much better to wait
until we're in America?

I love you, you know that.

But Stan...

it's just not easy for him.
- He's just a bastard.

Mama would react
completely differently.

You have no idea how much
I am looking forward

to the day
that I will see her again.

The day I can introduce you
to her as...

as my husband.

She'll be so proud.

Hey, what's the matter?

Hey.

Hey.

Your mother, she...

What?

Hey...

She's dead, Nadine.

Your mama's dead, I saw her.

Louis too.

But what are you saying?
They're still in France.

No.

What?

Stan has...

Well, he's tried to tell you
a hundred different times

the truth but...

How do you, as father,
tell your daughter

that her mother's dead
and her brother's dead, too?

He couldn't bear to see you

falling to pieces
in front of him.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Torpedo!

Alarm, goddamn it.

Torpedo, Course 2-2-3,
500 metres.

To your stations.

Two hundred metres.

Fifty metres.

They missed. Hey, they missed!

Silence.

Both engines to full stop.

Psst! Well?

Nothing just yet.

Come with me.

What is that?

Shut the damn thing off.

How is it coming with
the torpedo?

We're working on it!

He's behind us.

Come on, guys.
- Yeah!

Hurry!

It's now or never.

Done.
- OK, OK!

Wait, wait, wait.
It's jammed.

What's going on? Shit.

Help me move it! Jenga!

Come on, come on.

Help me get him out!

I need that damn torpedo,
right now!

Torpedo!

One hundred metres.
Speed, 40 knots.

Left rudder. Come on.

Fifty metres.

Ten metres.

The propulsion is broken.

The rudder won't move.
- Can we surface?

Surface.

Hey, guys...

Van Praag...

Van Praag's not looking good.

Alright. Have a drink, buddy.

Come on.

Drink up, mate.

There's no other option.

Yeah, I know.

What?

What?

Are you crazy? Don't ask me.

You're the only one of us
with any experience.

Yeah, with cows...

...and with pigs.
- Shh.

Fons...

If you don't do it,
he's going to die, Fons.

You can't ask me to do that,
I won't do that.

Give me any Kraut you want
and I'll saw off his leg

or an arm or any other
part you want.

But not Van Praag, not that guy.

I could never look him
in the eye again.

I could never do that to him.

Sorry, guys.
- Come on, Fons.

I just can't do it.

No.

Right.

Tamme, out of the way.

Stop it, Klisse,
I'm going to puke.

No, man, come on,
drink some more.

Drink.
- You need to drink

for your own good.

What do you mean?
What are you going to do?

No. Just hold him down.
Keep him still.

Stop!

Can you just tie off his leg...
- Yeah.

...above the knee?

The rest, hold him down.

Then start sawing at his knee.

Like this? Here?

Yep, come on.

Alright, fine. Go on.

Hold him, for me.
- Yeah, OK.

Is everyone ready?
- Come on, guys.

Let's do it.

Come on, come on.

Oh, shit!

Werner, the radio.

Can we get away?

Not fast enough.
We've only got one engine.

Stan.

Stan?

Come.

This is Captain Max Schultz.
Identify yourselves. Over.

This is Captain Franz Jaeger,
U-235, 8th fleet.

What's up? Over.

Eighth fleet?

You're miles out of your zone.
Over.

We had a little rendezvous
with a mine

and want to repair the damage.
Over.

A mine?

We'll send you some mechanics,
perhaps they can help you. Over.

Thank you,
but that won't be necessary.

We've got everything here
well under control. Over.

It's no trouble.

We'd be glad to help you.

We're waiting for orders anyway.
Over.

OK, come over. We've got
some whiskey for you. Out.

What do you think you're doing?
You bastard.

You guys. Goddammit,
they've lowered a boat.

OK, you take your mate with you.

Nadine, off to the toilet.

Fons, go back there.

Well, comrades.

You chose some real shit weather
for your little visit

don't you think?

You can say that again.

Comrades.

So, you had a collision
with a mine?

Yeah, we have some damage

but you know how it is.

It's an U-boat, there's always
something to repair.

But that can wait.

Not the whiskey. This way.

That's a good idea.

Apparently there's
a rogue U-boat in the area.

On the way to the States
with a cargo of uranium.

We have to keep our eyes open.

Uranium, you say?

Yeah.

I don't even know what it is.

It seems to be something
very important.

Very important?

Whatever the case

that is something that's way
above our paygrade, right?

Come on, the whiskey's waiting.

Lead the way.

Oh, Fons.

Shh!

Are we there yet?

Shh, there are
some Germans on board.

I've got an itch.

I've got to scratch my
right foot, it itches like hell.

Scratch it for me.

It's like it's crawling
with ants.

Like that?

Ah. That's nice.

Cheers!
- Cheers.

Some damn good whiskey, Jaeger.

Well, I told you so.

How long have you been here?

For quite some time now. We're
just waiting for new orders.

That's... that's alright.
This is Gerhardt.

He's just coming around.

Quiet!

For God's sake, shut up!

He had an accident.
We had to operate.

I can take a look, I guess.

Don't worry about it,
he's in excellent hands.

Mayer was a medic,
perhaps he can help.

Go take a look.

How about another round, huh?

Be quiet. Come on.

You had to amputate both legs?

Yes, yes.

How and when did it happen?

Um... yes.

So you mean his legs were
amputated here onboard?

Yes, yes.

The only thing I can do is...

give him some morphine.
- Yes.

I'll go and get it
and come back.

I want my legs back!

Where did my legs go?

Alarm, alarm.
These men aren't Germans!

They aren't Germans!

No!

Shit.

Are you sure?

It's an impossible shot.

You can do it.

Everybody, come on.

It's only a fuse, only a fuse.

Here we go.

Alright, let's go.

Shh, listen! What is that?

What is that?

Grab hold of something!

Close the hatch.

Klisse!

Klisse!

I'm stuck.

Come on, Klisse, come on.

Klisse, the hatch must
be closed.

Klisse!

Come on!

Come on, man!

Klisse.

Klisse, come on.

Come on, this way.

Nadine, Nadine, damn it.
No, no, no, no!

Open the door!
- Help!

Help!

It's your liver.
It's gone right through.

Take this.
- Thanks.

Come on, you can do it!

Nadine is locked in.

Just don't panic.

You hear that? That's him.

This is impossible.
He will kill himself.

What did it say?

Don't do it, it's suicide.

I'm not going to let another
child drown, Fons.

OK.

Ready!

Alright!

Stay calm.

I do.

Nadine!

Come on!

Come on, baby.

Come on, baby.

Come on!

Come on, do your best.

Come on. That's it.
Come on.

Come on.

Come on, honey. Come on!

Fight for it, come on!

For Christ's sake, come back!

For once in your life,
listen to me.

Fight!

Wake up!

let her go.

No!

Nadine, you're back with us.

My perfect child.

He's, uh...

She's...

They're in the back...

Oh, bloody hell, they did it!
She's still alive.

Here...

Sorry. We, um...

Thank you.

Don't let her wait so long
the next time...

for an answer.

I promise.

OK.

Bloody hell, he did it.

Mama and Louis...

Shh, Papa...

If you couldn't save them,
nobody could.

FOUR YEARS LATER

MIAMI
6 AUGUST 1945

You have him.
- Damn, you're right.

Check mate.

Bloody hell.

Come off it.

Hey!

Hi there, sweetie.

Let's go swimming.