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All soldiers like me are always saying that

America is the greatest nation in the world.

Well my friends, I'll go in one better than that.

America is the greatest nation that ever existed under the sun.

[Applause] Sun!

Up, say something!

We went to Europe as I was saying. We went to Europe in

1918 in the same spirit that our boys have gone there now.

Carrying the notion of the values we hold dear,

we're worth our lives and our sacred honor.

In the trenches of the argon first, one of the finest

boys who ever lived died in his sergeant sirens.

Sergeant said to me, "Telemanjee Medallia died for the Bill of Rights.

" That's not a note in more than a second, then

our will, our German steel, also the note,

"Zerbrechen und besiegen.

" [Applause]

Long live Germany!

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What's that long?

That one!

Hold on!

Please!

Please!

Oh!

Big brother!

All right, that's 10 minutes of the hour!

You know 10 minutes of cost, man!

And he looks at this mess sergeant, he says, "Sargent,

me and my cadre will be back here in one hour.

If this place ain't cleaned by then, you and me is stepping outside that back door.

" I thought that old boy was going to faint.

[Laughter]

The German comeback is disgusting!

I'm not gonna make you drink it.

Use an ass tray or read it the blue bell.

I'm going to find it.

There they are.

Will you look at them?

My L.A. car is big too!

And... Zick, hi, old boys!

You're up there now!

[Laughter]

All right, now, come out and get some stuff!

I'll tell you one thing, man, behind these good workers,

wasn't for them all you middle-aged fools, with big harvest and wheat.

I don't care.

Maybe get stuff to you, Doc.

We're fighting them over here, and I don't like them.

Doc, how many on the last train load?

About a hundred I heard.

What are you hearing the camp stays at the camp?

I can't be no military secret for Pete's sake.

New slips, sink ships.

[Laughter]

Let me have a cheese average in that glass of ice tea.

Say please.

No, Doc, you're quite the lady killer.

Hey, Doc.

Ride me!

You forget to urge to give one of them Nazi SOBs a shot of Stric 9.

Why would I do that?

Well, I'd nail him, boy.

My god, I'd annihilate him right in the ol' eyeball.

Damn right.

You think I care what you'll do?

Listen, let me tell you a smart fellow, something.

Most of those Germans I could murder.

Not lose them in its sleep.

That's some of them.

Now, forget I ever opened my mouth.

No one else had understand.

Understand what?

I never mind.

You don't fish in a nut.

Oh, gone, George.

If you're going to be like that for the rest of the day.

Like what?

You bring the beer.

I'll bring the words.

See you after supper.

Forget this averaged.

It took too long.

Oh, my god.

Why eat your tic-tosons shine out of the day?

Thanks for the conversation, boys.

Sure appreciated.

Gotta get to the office.

Need a client.

Which client's that, huh?

Jim Beam or Jack Daniels?

Hold a fella.

Let's recall him granddad.

Yeah.

I'll tell you why I have callings.

Callings.

I'm wondering if you'd mind if I only pay $25 on my grocery bill this month.

Would that be all right?

Yeah.

Well, thank you very much.

I sure appreciate that.

Mrs. Barton.

Yes, sir.

Yes.

Oh, I think we can litigate that.

Why don't you come on down town tomorrow and buy you some lunch?

Right.

Good.

Thank you, sir.

Hi, John.

Going off her man and drink, counselor?

You know where it is.

Some of the ladies ought to talk to Miss Barnes about shaving that mustache of hers.

Well, hell.

You've been on her for 30 years.

And there you were on the phone just now calling her, sir.

Where have you been?

Had some work to catch up on.

Oh, dad, for Pete's sake.

Your supper's in the oven if it's still edible.

Sorry.

Hi, Grandpa.

Hi, Cookie.

We got a letter from Daddy.

Good.

Maybe Mama let me out of the doghouse long enough to read it.

I worry about you sometimes.

That's all.

Wanna hear it?

You bet.

Dear dad, dear civilian nasty.

Well, tap, tap, by the time you get this, another Fourth of July will

have passed without me hearing you deliver your Angie Mediah speech.

I really miss being there.

Things are pretty hectic right now.

I can't tell you where we are somewhere in a sensor pad.

They're in France.

Everybody knows that.

Everything is so old here, Nancy.

I've seen real castles where nights and ladies of old lived.

And everyone talks French.

Do you see a sensor France and leaving that everybody talks French?

You're right.

Of course, we're not exactly tourists and I sure would like to

come back after this is over and enjoy the castles up close.

The big news around here is that I've been transferred to Regimental S1.

They've got me posting replacements.

Hey, Pop, you know the Army alphabetizes everything?

Well, that's what the replacement battalion sent us meant.

This week was nothing but elemental peace.

What we're told to do is send all the elves to one company, all the M's to another.

Can you imagine an infantry platoon with 40 guys named Martin in it?

Here I am with a master's degree and I only have to know five letters in a row.

Sometimes we hear the artillery in the distance and know

we're part of something besides the mountain of paperwork.

It makes me think about all these Martins and Moscoitzes

and Milligans and what's going to happen to them.

I hope it's over soon so I can come back home.

God, Billy, how I long to.

Sorry, this part's weird.

She loves stuff.

I want to hear it.

Come on, sweetpea.

Bedtime.

Oh, not yet.

Come on, Nancy, I don't want to hear it.

Let's go.

Oh, right.

Can I listen to the whistler?

Please.

All right, but then it's bedtime.

I'll show you the letter of Billy Clayge.

Don't read the last paragraph.

Why not?

Sorry, I was close.

Hmm, not how to come in.

Hi, whistler.

And I know many things where I walk by night.

I know many strange tales hidden in the hearts of

men and women who are stepped into the shadows.

Yes.

I know the nameless terrors of which they did not speak to.

No, no, no, no.

[SCREAMING]

She was more beautiful, undoubted, and right.

Her child likes smile and brace the grin, really.

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[MUSIC PLAYING] Doc!

Never seen her in the sun.

Doc, what's the matter?

What happened?

There we go.

Here, let me give you a hand.

No.

Shall I call Edna May?

No.

No.

I'll get up in a minute.

I'll be on my way.

I'm not an experienced hero like you, you know.

I need fortification.

What you need is a quarter of black coffee.

Come on.

Come on to the house.

No, no, no.

Let me ask you a question.

What?

Come on.

Come on down here.

I'm tired of looking up.

All right, if I answer your question, will you let me pour some black coffee?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, sure.

OK?

You love your son, don't you?

Of course I do.

And then just hope he never ends up in hell.

All those dead boys.

What?

Dead soldiers.

[MUSIC PLAYING] What I know.

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And the ones I never know.

What are you talking about, Doc?

All those poor boys.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

None of them ever go or know.

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And the terrible sadness.

What boys, Doc?

I mean, you're somebody who's here.

Come on, Doc.

Let's get up.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

All right, good night.

Good night.

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

The eyes will say good night to me tomorrow.

I didn't make that up enough when you chased me here.

Mr. Chase, baby, you.

I called on the snoggy here.

Careful, Doc.

Doc, be careful.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Hey, Bob, look at this.

This says we've broken out of Normandy.

You think this means the war could be over soon?

I hope so.

Hey, Billy.

You got a cup of coffee to go for a man on a run?

I think we can manage.

Orange on.

Damn this thing.

You still can't get over it.

I was with Edna May Hanson all morning.

Kind of a crowd over there.

Looks like you haven't heard.

Erd was.

Doc Hanson.

He's dead.

Oh, what happened?

Captain of the POW camp called me about 6 this morning.

They found Doc in the dispensary.

Part of the check?

No.

Beat to death.

Oh, no.

Who?

Oh, sorry, Billy.

Doc Hanson.

Do you know who did it?

Some crowd striking a blow for Hitler.

They got him in custody, didn't it?

That's all I know.

Except that I'd like to be there when I had him.

Thanks for the coffee.

I'll bring back the cup.

Thanks for the coffee.

I'll bring back the cup.

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They told us Charlie can't be held out of his

chambers and moved in a U.S. District Court judge.

They're going to try that German and federal court.

Federal court?

Well, I'll let me try him with a damn two before.

That's what they'll do, you know?

[Gunfire]

Lord, they got Marshall grow there.

United States attorneys?

Well, yeah, Willie Jackson was out there all

day yesterday installing new phone lines.

You know what I'd like to know is who in the

world are they going to get to defend this crime?

Charlie says Clarence Darrell.

Clarence Darrell.

What's he kidding?

Either that, or he hasn't heard that old Clarence had been dead for six years.

[Gunfire]

Mr. Cump?

[Gunfire]

Sorry to bother you, sir.

I'm U.S. Marshall.

Could you come with me, please?

Are you kidding?

[Gunfire]

[Gunfire] Come in.

Mr. Cobb?

I'm started, Bell.

That's B-E-L-L.

Bell, how do you do?

You're fine.

That's just fine, thank you.

Yes, sir.

I'm sure from all the gossip,

you already know there's going to be a U.S. District Court held here.

What we're going to do is try a German prisoner

of war for the murder of Dr. George Hanson.

This is Mr. Domchek.

He works for the Attorney General in Washington, D.C.

He'll prosecute.

Judge, I need to go set up my office, is that all right?

Yeah, go right ahead, Mr. Domchek.

Thank you.

Good luck.

Good man, reminds me of myself when I was young.

Give Mr. Cobb your chair, son.

Sit down. Sit down.

Now, the defendant, he's going to need a lawyer.

I can appoint any member of the U.S. District Court bar I want to.

After consulting with some people around here who know who's who,

I've decided to appoint you.

We have a touchy situation here, Mr. Cobb.

There's three American airmen, POWs, who are

in the custody of Nazi civil authorities.

They're about to be tried before a criminal court in Darmstadt, Germany.

The president wants to make sure they get a fair public trial.

You follow me?

No, sir.

This trial is a way to assure that that happens.

That's why we're trying it before a civilian court.

Quit pro quo.

If we give this German a fair trial, maybe they won't railroad our boys.

You see, the president wants justice done.

Not only here in Lincoln Bluff, Colorado, but in Darmstadt, Germany too.

At 10 o'clock this morning, some federal marshals went

out to camp Bremen and took custody of the defendant.

What the hell's his name?

Geiger, Your Honor.

Helped...

Huffout, Vebbel.

Something... Villham Geiger.

What does all that German mean?

Means a sergeant, Your Honor.

Well, then say so.

Yes, sir.

I'm arranging your client at three o'clock this afternoon.

Not my client, Your Honor.

I'm very sorry, sir, but I don't want the job.

Thank you.

Hold on.

Uh, Jents?

You'll excuse us.

Mr. Common, I'm going to take a little stroll.

Now, what seems to be the problem, Mr. Common?

Well, Your Honor, for one thing, I live in this town.

If the hangman's job was open, I'd be the first in line.

The other thing is that I join the US District Court bar.

You go through some town, you get to look pretty on my wall.

I don't know the first thing about federal rules.

I've never even been in a federal courtroom, Your Honor.

I'll go easy on you.

You'll enjoy the experience.

Judge, my only son is over there fighting these people.

Now, how in the hell can I defend a German for killing an American?

I can't do it.

What does the cardboard sign say on my chambers?

US District Court judge.

Yeah, but Your Honor, I think... A lot of Professor once told me that one of the

most important things a courtroom lawyer can do is gauge the judge.

So to help you out, I'm going to tell you everything you want to know about me.

I'm a very thorough fellow.

For instance, unless you were cheating on your income tax,

you were in $4,331 last year.

Pretty slim for a lawyer.

I also know you're about that much again in debt.

Well, we go and do a respect, Your Honor.

I don't think that's any of your business.

I know you'd say that.

Well, sir, if you take on this case, Hunk or Sam will pay you a retainer.

$2,500.

And to $15 an hour, you can build a government for

another thousand for preparation and trial time.

Now, tell me you can make that kind of money

representing the interests of some overwrought farmers

and their aspirated rabbits, and I'll drop the offer.

I'll grant you a judge that I'm the poorest lawyer

in the state, and I intend to stay that way.

Thank you very much, but no thank you.

Mr. Com, what's important here is the process.

As far as I can see, this is an open and shut case anyway.

Now, to ask you to save this German, just defend it.

This has got to be an American trial in the American way.

This has got to be thorough.

It's got to be honest.

Out in the open.

Fair as fair can be.

Don't you see the very reasons you don't want

this case is why you're the only man to take it.

You've got a son fighting in Europe.

You served with distinction in the last war.

You're a patriot.

I'm going to arrange your client a three o'clock sharp.

Five you, I'd move for an on-jury trial.

I'll grant the motion.

Naturally, the first thing you want to do is go talk to Mr. Domcheck.

Oh, one other thing.

I'm compelled to force you not to discuss the

situation regarding those POWs in Germany.

Not with your family, not with their soul.

You tell your friends in this town, I forced you to take the case.

Tell them I gave you a choice of resigning from the bar or going to jail for contempt.

Of course, that won't be a lie, because that would have been your choice.

It was going to be my last argument.

Well, I'll see you at three o'clock.

Mr. Cobb, put these files in that corner, officer, against the wall.

You're planning to settle down in our little town, sir?

Well, they've given me everything except a home big pie.

Hey, Mr. Cobb, can you come over here for a minute?

I just want to show you what I've got.

Now, the county corner, he's going to testify that

the victim was beaten to death with a baseball bat.

Century, victim arrives drunk.

Surgeon in the guard.

He finds somebody.

Commanding officer.

He finds your clients ironed cross in the victim's hand.

He makes you arrest.

And then he finds some murder weapon in your client's possession.

Army CID expert identifies the victim's hair and blood on the bat.

And this is my favorite.

German sergeant.

He's going to testify that your client wanted to kill Americans for Hitler.

Now, here's what you've got.

Somewhere.

Statement from your client saying that he was asleep at

the time of the murder doesn't know anything about it.

And I'll tell you, he's a real doozy, Mr. Cobb.

This guy, he could have posed for Uncle Adolf once, you post him.

I think this is a change of pace for you, isn't it?

Well, well, anyhow, in these cartons, there's

some studies, classified studies at POW camps.

And I can have him sent over to your office if you want.

You have an office, right?

Yes, sir, I do.

Okay.

So, where did you go to law school?

Oh, I didn't.

Excuse me?

I read her the law.

What, like Abe Lincoln by Candle Lay?

Yes, I also split rails in wrestling.

And I bet I can tell where you went to school, have it.

Harvard, yeah.

It cost a bundle, but it taught me a lot.

What it's going to teach you is free.

I'll see you in court, counselor.

Goodbye, Mr. Dunn, check.

Dom check.

Right.

Here he is, sir.

I'm Harman Kahn.

I'm appointed to be your lawyer.

My name is Wilhelm Alois Geiger.

I am a Hapfelt Weibel of the 15th Grenadiers, Battle Group Donovan, 94th Division.

I am a prisoner of war.

You'll be arraigned in about an hour.

That means I'll plead you not guilty, you understand?

I'm going to be a short defense.

My name is Wilhelm Alois Geiger.

I am a Hapfelt Weibel of the 15th Grenadiers, Battle Group Donovan, 94th Division.

So that was a big time recorders, huh?

It's not like a bunch of monkeys.

Give me a dollar, Tiffany, you snuffy smiths never do that?

Alright.

Just a minute, Mr. Scott.

Good morning, I'm Ginny.

A cup of coffee please.

Five o'clock.

Five o'clock.

Ginny, how'd you go?

I'm in the fast sense.

Ginny, some English muffins please.

I'm about to German straddle.

See you boys later.

What's going on?

Spreckensy do it.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, Don Bogart says he thinks you're a secret button member.

He says your real name is probably von Kopp.

I'm just checking up.

Oh my god.

People think that I asked for this?

It was railroad.

That big shot federal judge told me he'd have me disbarred and

throw me in the jail for contempt if I didn't take this job.

He said he'd put you in jail?

Yes, he did.

And he can do it too.

God almighty.

I live in this town.

Do people think that I'm going to go in there and

defend that haini with my last ounce of blood?

Well, I'm going to do is make sure that's not a prosecutor.

It doesn't make me look like a hick.

Then I'm going to go watch the hang.

I may even ask to spring the trap door.

Excuse me for asking.

But before you help out with the execution, you've

got to put up some kind of defense, don't you?

That's all you got in mind.

I don't know.

Character witness.

Character witness is like who?

I don't know.

Joseph Goebel, Sherman Goering, Heinrich Himmler.

My star witness is going to be Adolf Hitler.

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This is a parking over there, sir.

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Major Lillie, Sergeant Geiger's lawyer is out here.

[sighs]

I made you Lillie, sir.

Harmon Cobb.

So you would like to see our dispensary?

If it's not too much trouble.

Oh, so trouble?

I told you all.

I'll show you around in Sergeant O'Sias.

You can tell you where the prisoners are working out.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

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Just so I know how we stand here, sir.

Are you defending Geiger by choice?

What difference does that make?

After you.

Let me be clear on where I stand, Mr. Cobb.

The fact is, Hansen shouldn't have been out here in the middle of the night.

So I'm sorry that he got killed.

I really can't take responsibility for his death.

Was this Doc Hansen's office?

Yes, it is, sir.

Okay, if I go in?

Go right ahead.

I think he should also know that this has been a model camp for two years.

I have a good understanding with my prisoners.

But Geiger's been a trouble maker from the moment he got here.

Did you know that he even has the iron cross for being a good Nazi?

So when they hang in, I'm going to celebrate.

Good.

I'll bring the beer.

Bella, you're looking for us right up here.

Hans.

Yeah.

Come in here.

Bella here wants to spread in with you.

All right.

You speak English?

The nine.

Well, he's big English.

Hi, come up out of there.

Don't take all day about it.

I told you, sir, with Sergeant Geiger.

Is that right?

No, sir.

I do not know this man.

Your name is Private Heinz-Maria Flue.

What do you want, sir?

I'm Geiger's lawyer.

His?

Shula.

Come here.

Yes?

Like a son?

Gone but gone Geiger.

What's written there? Unveiled here.

Do you want to write to put him down?

Unveiled here?

I'm talking might be some guy.

Now, here's what I wanted to know.

You see, there's going to be a trial for Geiger.

You understand that? A trial?

I need two men to testify.

Testify, talk.

Talk about Geiger. Say nice things about Geiger.

Do you comprehend?

Are we being ordered to do this?

Look, I'm supposed to be on Geiger's side.

The unbuttoned people talking to the trial if we are ordered to.

And we go back to work, sir.

[birds chirping] Who did that?

Could have been lots of people.

Dad, it's all right.

No, it's not all right.

You're not going to like that either.

Hello?

Who is this?

Where's Nancy?

Upstairs, nursing a cut lip.

Should have fight with Violet's sleigh.

Nancy, you tell Violet's sleigh to go to hell!

Rise and shine, Leo.

Have your...

What do you want?

Look, Sergeant, I've got to go into that courtroom

and put up some kind of a defense for you.

Do you understand?

I can make your jaw very easy.

I can confess to killing this doctor.

Also, that I personally thank the Lucytania and have stolen the Lindbergh's baby.

Oh, your sarcasm isn't going to help any.

Now, in the absence of a real defense,

all I can do is put character witnesses on the stand.

Who I have to choose from is your man.

But when I spoke to them, they wouldn't admit that they knew you.

Well, how have you seen my man?

Out on some farm.

They said they wouldn't testify unless they were ordered to do so.

So I want you to order your men to testify in your behalf.

I would not talk to you. They're good.

Sergeant, let's get one thing straight.

I don't want to defend you.

I would like to be the fella that hangs you.

But I'm stuck with this job and I have to go in there

and put up some kind of a defense to keep them looking like a fool.

So I want you to order your men to testify.

No, I do not want them harmed.

Oh, my God.

Nothing is going to happen to them for crying out loud.

This is the United States of America.

Not in camp Bremen.

Do you want to defense? Then what about the truth?

Shall I tell you about the murder of Ernst Schmidt?

Shall I tell you about the Lago Gestapo in camp Bremen?

No, you want only vengeance.

So I will not tell my men to testify.

For Wilhelm Gagger, you need no defense.

You need a defense only for yourself.

[door slams] Hmm.

I think the Army pays these people by the word to write these things.

I'm going to look like a fool in there.

Got no character witnesses.

If I put Gagger on the stand and make a travesty out of it,

if I rest without a defense,

a tough old judge will have me shot.

It should have been a former.

Maybe you should keep reading.

There he is.

How do you feel about defending a Nazi?

It is German who can get a face here.

Is this the biggest case of your career?

I've never been to the murder room before.

What about being a Nazi synthesizer?

Why did you take the case?

Why did you take the case?

All I can tell you is what the judge told me.

It was me or Clarence Darron, he's dead.

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Promise to tell the truth, hold the truth, and then bet the truth so happy God.

I do.

State your name.

Corporal Adam Swayze, sir.

Please be seated.

Corporal Swayze.

What were your duties from midnight to 8 a.m. on July 6, 1944?

I was on guard duty at the main gate of prison compound at Camp Bremitzer.

Dr. George Hanson arrived at your post during the night?

I'm sure you did, sir.

Oh, I object, Your Honor.

Is this called leading the witness?

Your Honor, I resent counsel sarcasm.

No sarcasm intended.

I just wanted my learned adversary to know that we here in the sticks

do know leading the witness when we run across it.

Objects sustained.

Go on, Mr. Amjek.

Thank you.

Did anyone approach your post?

Good morning in the sticks.

I'm Dr. Hanson.

I mean, when Corporal Swayze told me that he had admitted Dr.

Hanson into the prisoner's compound without informing me, I reprimanded him.

I then proceeded to the dispensary.

What time is that, sir?

It was 5.32 a.m., sir.

The lights were on in the office, and the filing cabinets were turned upside down.

Dr. Hanson was lying on the floor.

Most of his face was gone, and he didn't have any pulse.

Major, at the dispensary, what did you observe?

Sir, I observed that Dr. Hanson was holding something in his right hand.

I identified the object as a German combat decoration.

It was the night's cross of the Iron Cross.

The ribbon was torn.

Is this the object that you found?

Yes, sir.

Your honor, I'd like to introduce this as United States Exhibition.

Exhibition, I admit it.

Major, how many soldiers at Camp Bremen are entitled to wear that decoration?

Just one.

Sergeant Gagger.

Did the discovery of that piece of evidence cause you to take any action?

Yes, sir.

I ordered Sergeant Criter and four other MPs to accompany me to Barracks 15,

where I arrested the defendant.

And did you discover anything in his possession at that time?

Yes, I did.

He was in his locker.

It was a baseball bat.

It had traces of what appeared to be hair and blood on it.

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Your honor, I'd like to introduce exhibit B, the baseball bat.

Exhibit B, and I did.

Your witness, Mr. Connell?

No questions.

All right, kids.

Oh, my bro, better.

Hey, Grandpa.

Do you want me to heat up your stew for you?

Sure, cookie.

You know how to do it.

Oh, stop it, Grandpa.

How'd it go?

Oh, gosh.

I got a letter from Harry.

Oh, wonderful. Read it, read it.

Great.

What does he say?

Wait a minute.

Dear Billy, also Nancy and Pop.

A couple of your letters caught up with me today.

It's terrible that old Doc Hanson.

He was a great old guy.

I hope the army hangs the blankety blank who did it.

Lead me censor.

Nothing.

I censored it.

Okay, is everybody sitting down?

I made sergeants.

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So, I'll thank you all to treat me with more respect from now on.

I'm sorry.

I'll tell you what the letters stand for.

I'm proud about.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

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Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee or sandwich?

No, no, no.

I was wondering what's going to happen when that trial reconvenes?

I guess I'm going to go back to the courtroom and take my seat.

I don't suppose there's ever been any question

about that German fellow being guilty as Sam.

Of course, you've got to do your very best for him no matter what.

That being what you might call the American way, you know.

That there's innocent until he's being guilty, no matter what he does.

Are you giving me a civics lecture, Clarence?

No.

No, I was just wondering what you'd do if you'd had any kind of case.

That's all.

Well, so far, I haven't had that problem,

but if I did, I suppose I'd put up a defense.

In which case, I probably would have to move to another town.

Is that about it, Clarence?

Yeah, sure.

I'll see you later, huh?

I'm sure you don't want to come in for a cup of coffee.

Still a blow's over.

No, no, I got some errands.

I got to run.

What time is it?

3 AM!

Now that John Wallace knows it's 3 AM...

He says it's important.

Mommy!

Right now, the loudest.

The doll right, honey, Mommy's coming.

It's my truck's down close.

I guess all right, it was time I brought back your cup.

What's going on, John?

Well, about an hour ago, Clarence Heath co-woke

me up, so I thought I'd pass on the favor.

He brought me something real interesting.

He found that in his tackle box when he was cleaning out his boat this morning.

He says Doc scribbled that down when they were out fishing.

The day Doc was killed.

Let me get my glasses.

Clarence said Doc got drunk and went rambling on about dead boys.

That's why he was babbling to you about that night, wasn't it?

Doc was a friend of mine, but he must have been

up to his neck and something out of that camp.

I hate to say it, but there's more to this now than just

some crazy Nazi wanting to kill an American for Hitler.

Holy shit, Kongo.

So this is what Clarence got stuck in his craw this afternoon.

He asked me if I thought that would hurt Doc's reputation.

I said hell yes, but he said give it to Harmon anyway.

Sure was he not him.

By the way, I asked Clarence not to tell anybody else about this.

He said he wouldn't.

You okay, Harmon?

Okay, okay. Good.

Thank you very much, John. See you later.

Night, Helen.

Have you all right?

Billy, Billy, come over here and listen to this.

This was written by Doc Hanson. The day he died.

He got drunk and he wrote this.

Sir, camp Bremen is hell on earth, a place of death.

If what I'm about to reveal results in the criminal

prosecutions of myself and others, so be it.

I have harbored this burden with great difficulty.

And with the murder of Corporal Ernst Schmidt, I can carry it no longer.

That's it. That's all there is.

Corporal Ernst Schmidt.

I remember talking a guyger.

I told him something about this being the United States of America.

And he said something about the murder of Ernst Schmidt.

I didn't know what the hell he was talking about.

I wasn't even listening to him.

Oh my God.

What am I gonna do?

[Music]

You haven't been back to bed yet, have you?

I'm going to sleep now. It's too nervous.

My five day continuance is four fifths gone.

I've got a little better than 24 hours to prepare a case.

And I don't even know what it's about yet.

I was gonna wait a little decent hour.

What the hell with it?

Time to stir up the hornets.

Major Lily.

Major? It's Herman Com.

I'm not calling too early, am I?

It's 16 AM on Sunday.

You see, I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place here.

Trying not to look like a fool in court.

I've run across a name and I was hoping you might be

able to shed some light on who this fella might be.

What's the name?

Corporal Ernst Schmidt.

Corporal Ernst Schmidt.

Major? Hello? You're still there?

Can I ask you what context you ran across that name?

Oh, I believe Doc Hanson mentioned it to me once.

He did.

The sick prisoner was he?

Hello? Major?

Goodness me, I haven't stumbled on some military secret, have I?

The private Schmidt was a new prisoner.

He died of natural causes, less than a week after he got here.

Natural causes.

Oh. A did Dr. Hanson treat him?

I suppose he must have.

Well, then I guess there'd be some medical files on him.

You don't suppose I could take a look at those, do you?

Sorry.

If this is in connection with the trial, you'll have to get us a peanut.

A peanut?

Oh, no, that's not that important.

No, I'm sorry I bothered you.

Thank you very much. Goodbye.

Isn't it me?

What were you doing, man? How are you feeling?

I was just over your house. Your daughter says you might be here.

I'm sorry to disturb you at the may, but I was wondering if George ever talked to you

about a prisoner of war named Ernst Schmidt.

Ernst Schmidt?

Oh, I don't think so.

Bye.

Well, something was wrong out there at the camp.

But something was bothering George a whole lot.

What? What was wrong?

I don't know. That's my problem.

You see, and it... it's complicated things.

What are you talking about?

Well, it could be that my client is innocent.

Your client?

You talk like you want to help him go free.

Well, I only said that it could be.

See, George was real disturbed about something that night outside my house.

Disturbed? He was scared to death.

Why?

Ask your client why.

I guess people are right about you. You really aren't much of a lawyer.

Your German threatened, George.

What?

And he pushed him down.

When?

Dave was murdered.

Oh, my God. Did... did... did... did he report this to anybody?

Of course he did.

Did you report it to Major Lilly?

Of course he did.

You don't really think that German is innocent.

You haven't even buried your own son yet.

Then the Germans kill him too.

I don't think you have the right to call yourself an American anymore.

The other day you tried to tell me about Ern Schmidt.

I wasn't interested in how I am.

Who was he?

Was he murdered?

Yes.

You still interested?

Come on out here.

Why did you attack Doc Hansen the day he was murdered?

I was wondering when that would be his against me.

The prosecution rested without bringing it up.

So for the moment it's just between you and me.

So you are my advocate?

Well, I suppose that's where the lawyer is.

Did you kill Doc Hansen?

No.

But what about Ern Schmidt? Did his murder have anything to do with Doc Hansen?

Do you know what is the Lager?

No.

Do you know what is the highly guise, the Holy Ghost?

No.

You are going to hate Nazis. You should learn.

That is who has killed Ernst Schmidt.

They have visited him in the night and taken his life.

Before, in court, I asked you what year it was.

Now I will tell you, in Berlin it is 1944, but in Camp Bremen, 1941.

Did you know that North Africa has been recaptured by Rome?

Starringrad has become Hitlergrad and many of

the great American cities have been destroyed.

That's crazy.

Yeah. Crazy.

My man and I are the first prisoners to be brought here in over a year.

We have seen what Germany has come to.

These old prisoners, these Africa panzer soldiers, for them the war is a dream.

They believe these things and they like being Nazis still.

We have thought for us when we are captured the war is over, but where are we?

Back in Nazi Germany.

How can I be?

Because Nazis can run a camp very, very well.

Major Lilley needs the Lager Gestapo.

Why?

He cannot provide fear and they do.

The Lager Gestapo needs Major Lilley. He gives them power at his circle.

And do you know who is the head of our Lager Gestapo?

Sergeant Riefenstapp.

This man who says I am a Nazi and he is not.

He and his men are the Holy Ghost who visit

you in the night if you speak against Hitler.

Ernst Schmidt has made a joke, only a joke about fat German goring.

When we go to bed at night, he is there.

In the morning, he is gone.

I demand to see Major Lilley. I ask him where is Ernst Schmidt?

He tells me, "Oh, Schmidt has died in the hospital of natural causes.

The doctor has written this in the records. I go to see this doctor.

I ask him, why does he like this lie? I am very angry.

I put my hands on him and I can hurt him, but no.

" I stop. The doctor is calling Major Lilley on the telephone to punish me.

It would be easy for me to kill this old man, but I went away.

And I wake up in the morning when Major Lilley is telling me I am a murderer.

Did you see Ernst Schmidt have this rendezvous with the Holy Ghost?

No. Did you see the body?

No. Well, Schmidt was in camp less than a week.

Other healthy, you know, he didn't die of natural causes.

I have 15 years in German army. I know.

Did Doc Hansen talk to Major Lilley in your presence?

Yes.

I am not ashamed to be a soldier. I have killed men, yes, Americans.

But they were soldiers and it was my duty.

These things I have done, but I did not murder Dr. Hansen.

Major?

Major Lilley?

Busy, Mr. Cobb.

So am I, Major. I'll make it fast.

I would like your permission, sir, to see the report on

the assault that took place the afternoon of July 6th.

What are you talking about there?

Well, I understand that Sergeant Geiger threatened Dr.

Hansen and then shoved him down.

How can you give any credence to what that Nazi says? That's disgusting.

Well, I may be right, sir. Do you know anything about a letter that

Dr. Hansen wrote before that right before he died concerning the camp?

No, I don't.

I don't have any more time for this nonsense.

All right, John, what do we have?

Well, let's see. He got this crowd prisoner who's dead.

Doc's letter, Hansen foul playing.

Geiger says there was foul play, but he can't prove it.

He got this little shoving match between Geiger and Doc.

Had an amaze, as it happened, Geiger and Mets it.

And they both say that Doc told Major Lillie about it.

So I've come Lillie didn't arrest Geiger. That's very interesting.

What's real interesting is that Tom Check

didn't bring it out. He must not know about it.

Well, you two pipe down in there and try to concentrate.

Well, sorry. Can't you get up hunting my legs and going to sleep?

Is that Nancy in there?

Well, sure, why isn't talking to Harmon?

I see. What time is it?

I don't know. I don't know.

You know what I did right after supper?

What?

I called the Violet's Sweet and told her to go to hell.

Don't tell mom.

Okay, I squirt.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night, honey. Thanks for the help.

Good night, Mom.

Good night, darling. Dad, John, come in here.

Come here. Look at this.

I'm going to put it here on causes of death in German POW camps over the last year.

Now look, the numbers are random all through here like this.

Like this camp in Texas, two deaths from work

accidents, one from battle wounds, two from homicide.

But they're all like this. See, they sub-camp Brem

and eight deaths from natural causes and nothing else.

Wow. Holy Chicago.

Bill here at Jim.

And there's one other thing. Look at this.

All these other camps have lots of escapes or at least attempted escapes.

I can't Brem and there's an a single one.

Well, it's such a nice place nobody wants to leave.

I would love to get a look at those medical records on the deaths by natural causes.

Judge Bell pulled back into town tonight.

Got yourself a sub-pinon hop on out there.

Heck, I'll drive you.

Even if you're the town, Beria.

Good evening, sir. May I help you?

Oh, it's okay.

Mr. Cobb, you're just in time for coffee.

Oh, thanks, Your Honor.

I was going to call you in the morning to see how you holding up.

I'm surviving, sir.

Good. Good. Please sit down. We both be more comfortable.

Thank you very much. I'm sorry. This is disturbing in the middle of the meal.

I know it's very rude.

I need a subpoena, sir.

What for?

Well, I need some medical records from camp Brem.

What way would medical records be your main dear case?

I've come across some new evidence.

New evidence of what?

New evidence that may cast some doubt on my client's guilt.

Is that right?

Yes, sir.

See, I have part of a letter here that Doc Hanson wrote the day before he died.

Leave it in your pocket.

Sorry?

Ask yourself a question.

Would I have picked you for the defense if I'd wanted there

to be the slightest doubt of the outcome of this trial?

I don't know what your mains are.

It's a charade, Mr. Cobb.

Every actor in it has a part that's already written.

You ain't the hero.

That's Mr. Dom Chex part, who you are is the court jester.

Now here's how it comes out.

Right after you make your closing argument tomorrow afternoon,

I'm going to find help felt Vabel will hem Giger guilty of murder.

Then I'm going to sentence him to hang.

Of course, Dom Chex does dress better in you.

He looks more like a hero.

What you need is one of them caps with pointy things.

It's got bells hanging on.

I'm going to take this to the Supreme Court by God.

Dad, it's your word against his.

It has about little shoes that curl up at the ends.

Oh, cut it out.

Well, then think about it, Herman.

What's the jester's job to make the court laugh,

even if that means making fun of the king?

I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

Jester's supposed to stir things up.

If I was you, I'd put on my bells and start making some noise.

What are you talking about?

I mean, out at the camp, where they got all Doc's records.

You wouldn't.

I've got another pair of those pointy shoes, just your size.

My size, Billy, point me a flashlight.

Pop.

It's not a flashlight.

There's not be hasty here.

Pop, you're not going to do this.

I'll meet you down at the car.

Oh, well.

I was planning on getting in the new line of work anyway.

Our official business, son.

We have to speak to corporal swazing immediately.

Right over there, sir.

Evening corporal swazing, Mr. Cobb.

So, $300, sir, this compound is off limits after taps.

Yeah, but not too much.

You see, I'm an officer of the United States District Court.

This fellow here is an officer of the law.

US Marshal, son.

We need to see the scene of the crime.

Think I better call Major Lillie.

I'm going to need some authorization for this.

Hold on, corporal.

Have you ever seen a court order before?

I don't know.

I still have to call a major, sir.

Son, it's the major that's being investigated here.

And you understand, corporal?

The United States government is investigating Major Lillie.

We are representatives of the government.

It's like this court order is all about.

Okay.

It's all right.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

I know with this, you think I'm not.

Keep moving.

I gotta go to the bathroom.

I should have thought of that before we left the house.

Yeah.

Here it is.

Nature causes.

Nature causes.

Nature causes.

It's like the latest one.

It's very strict.

The earliest is March 1943.

That's a year ago.

All sign.

My doc answer.

Let's give you any ideas.

What?

Showed?

funeral director.

Yeah.

Now I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

Get this stuff put on your ear.

Hurry up, hurry up.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Mr. Tehran Malfungai, what are you doing here?

Need a machen.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Get in the back, Fritz.

How long will you hold your head?

Get out of here.

Hurry up.

Raus.

We'll see you later.

That's not the time.

You missed nothing.

That's 30.

[SIGHS]

The hell was that?

I don't know.

Let's just get the hell out of here.

Hey, Corporal, who the hell are those crouched with baseball vats we just ran into?

He's just a German security patrol marshal.

Fun, ain't they?

Do we, they're there and you're out here?

Yes, sir.

After taps, that's how it works.

Wow.

Will you testify to that in court?

Let me tell you about guys opening their mouths about this place, sir.

Look, this is really easy duty here.

It's just here, no evil, seen and evil.

This one MP, he decides he's going to write to Inspector General.

Guess what happened to him?

He's found stolen property in his locker.

He went to the stockade.

Do you have any idea what happens to an MP inside of stockade, sir?

Okay, fair enough.

Well, listen, Corporal, you are already a witness in this trial.

I could record you if I wanted to.

Put you on the stand as a hostile witness and you'd have to tell the truth.

Of course, if you were scared, and guess I don't blame you for that,

you could say you hadn't seen anything, and then that would kill the case.

But you know what?

If I can do what I want to do,

I can bust this camp wide open, and you never

have to worry about ever being in any stockade.

Can I think about this, sir?

There's much time when I call you, tell everything you know.

I'm sorry you're fighting with Dr. Hanson.

Is it not bad for me to tell that?

You can't get any worse than it is, can it?

No.

I'm sorry about your son dying.

Thank you.

You have a family at home?

Yeah.

My father.

My mother was killed in Hyalburon in the bombing.

I'm sorry.

I'll call you this day and you'll be safe.

We're in session, Mr. Cobb, you're up.

Thank you, Your Honor.

He said it.

The defense calls, Mr. Clarence Heathcoat.

Raise your right hand.

You promised to tell the truth, the whole truth, and then the truth's up you got?

Oh, I do.

State your name.

Clarence Heathcoat.

Thank you.

Raise your right hand.

You promised to tell the truth, the whole truth, and then the truth's up you got?

Oh, I do.

State your name.

Clarence Heathcoat.

Thank you.

Clarence, I'm going to hand you a piece of paper.

I want you to describe it for the court.

It's a sheet of paper from George Hanson's

prescription pad, and it's got some hand writing on it.

Mr. Cobb, approach the bench.

I want to see you in my chambers.

Your Honor, I've checked any export-take conference.

Then you better come too.

We're in recess.

All right.

Just wait till you think you're heading with this crap.

Judge, you may think I'm incompetent, and that this trial is settled.

Whether you like it or not, there's been a conspiracy to

conceal at least one murder of a prisoner of camp remin.

And I can prove it.

What are you talking about? Are you crazy?

No, I am not crazy.

I have your shout out.

All right. I'm going to tell you why this trial is going to end.

The way I say it's going to end.

You remember those American airmen I told you

about getting tried in Darmstadt, Germany?

Yes, sir.

They're going to be sentenced to hang.

There's no doubt about that.

The president doesn't want him home, so we need one of theirs to hang.

What if theirs isn't guilty of the crime he's accused of, doesn't that matter?

You think ours are guilty of crimes against the Reich?

The idea is for nobody to hang.

The president wants to trade our fliers for a bona fide Nazi hero.

Now do you understand?

That's why I'm giving Guide the death sentence today, and nobody's going to stop me.

What if there's no trade, Judge?

And I guess it'll be an eye for an eye, won't it?

Why didn't I know about this?

You didn't need to.

If you've got new evidence, I want to see it.

I'll stipulate that you're an honorable fellow.

Now let's finish this damn trial.

What do you have, Com?

Did you hear what I said?

Yeah, Judge.

Judge, I came here to prosecute a murderer.

I'm not going to help anybody hanging innocent.

Man, I don't care what the reason is.

I can make you care.

Yeah, you probably could.

Go ahead and put the letter into evidence.

Tom, check.

With all due respect, Your Honor, you try to suppress it.

I'll move to put it into evidence.

You deny my motion.

I'll move from this trial.

All right.

Suppose I had met the letter.

Where are you going with it?

I'm going to destroy Major Lily, Your Honor.

He's the one that's acting like a Nazi here.

And if I can do that, I'm going to ask you to exume some bodies.

Is that right?

Well, you better have it tied up in a very neat bungal.

Or I'll destroy you.

It's all there.

Or it will be.

I hope.

And let's get on with it.

Let me tell you something.

You two smart fellows may think one German life is worth three American lives.

I don't.

If our boys die, it ain't me who killed them.

Camp Bremen is hell on earth, a place of death.

If what I'm about to reveal results in the criminal prosecutions of myself and others,

so be it.

I've harbored this burden with great difficulty.

With the murder of corporal Ernst Schmidt, I can carry it no longer.

Thank you, Flourish.

Mr. Domchak.

No questions.

You may step down.

Thank you.

Any further witnesses, Mr. Cobb?

Mr. Cobb, the defense call Sergeant Wilhelm Geiger.

So, after Schmidt's death, you went to Dr. Hanson?

Yes.

I told him I believe he is lying.

I am sure Schmidt was beaten to death.

Then what did Dr. Hanson say?

He told me to get out.

What did you do?

I pushed him to the floor.

Any more of this?

I'll clear the courtroom.

What happened then?

Dr. Hanson took the telephone.

He said, "This is the doctor.

I want to speak to Major Lillie immediately.

I said you are a liar, doctor.

" He said, "Major, there is a German in my office who has hit me.

I want him arrested.

" So I go away.

Were you arrested?

No, sir.

Sergeant, what is the logger Gestapo?

It is they who patrol the camp at night.

In Germany, we have the Gestapo.

They are the furthest secret police.

They can kill you if they wish.

In Camp Remen, they call themselves the logger Gestapo.

Sergeant Geiger, did you kill Dr. George Hanson?

No, sir.

Major, on the day before Dr. Hanson's death, the 5th of July,

did you receive a telephone call from Dr. Hanson?

No, sir. I did not.

Really?

He didn't call you to tell you there was a German

in his office who had just knocked him down?

Absolutely not.

Tell me, sir.

What kind of security do you have out there at night?

Well, the compound is guarded by military police.

Outside or inside?

Well, there isn't any need for them inside the compound.

The prisoners are locked into their barracks.

So they're not free to wander around with baseball bats?

Of course not.

Tell me, sir.

What is the procedure of disposing of a body of a prisoner who's just died?

A death certificate is filled out by the attending physician.

Of course by me, then the body is transferred to a civilian contract mortician.

In the recent case of the death of Corporal Ernst Schmidt,

who was the attending physician?

Dr. Hanson.

What did the Corporal die of?

As I recall, it was natural causes.

Natural causes? What does that mean exactly?

He died in a sleep from old age?

Dr. determined the cause of death, sir, not me.

Natural.

Now, when a body is given over to a contract mortician, does somebody sign it over?

Yes, I do.

Do you look at the body then to make sure it's the right one?

Of course.

So you actually saw Corporal Schmidt's body when he was given over to the mortician?

Yes.

What did it look like, Major?

Well, actually it was covered up.

You just said you looked at the bodies when they were given over to the mortician.

I only looked at his face.

What does his face look like?

Was it normal?

Was he beat all the hell?

Was he smiling? Did he wink at you?

Knock that off, Mr. Cobb.

Sorry, Your Honor.

Tell us, Major, what did the Corporal's face look like?

Normal.

Thank you, sir.

No more questions.

Major, down, check.

No questions.

Give me a step, down, Major.

We'll take a ten minute recess.

Hello, I'm trying to reach Corporal Swayze.

Yes.

Well, can I leave a message for him?

Tell him this is very important.

I'll never mind.

Thank you very much.

What do you do to these Corporal?

I'm a military policeman, sir.

My job is to guard the prison compound at Camp Bremen.

You have towers out there, like the prison?

Yes, sir.

We also use the guard shack at the main entrance, and

we have one man patrols around the perimeter fence.

How about inside the compound?

Two man patrols from Beverly to Taps.

You don't patrol inside at night?

No, sir.

After Taps, the Germans take care of that for themselves.

They're not locked up?

No, sir.

These German patrols, Corporal, are they armed?

Well, sir, about a year ago, the Army supplied

to camp with a whole bunch of baseball equipment.

Germans don't play baseball, sir, but they sure did find a use for them bats.

Corporal, have you served in any other prison of war camp?

Camp D, North Carolina, sir.

Is that the way they ran things there?

Not on your last, sir.

Sergeant O'Sias, when your commanding officer

gets a phone call, who answers the phone?

I do.

Now, on July the 5th, did you get a phone call from

Dr. George Hansen asking to speak to Major Lolli?

Yes, sir, I did.

What makes you remember that?

Well, I keep a log of all incoming calls.

Also, the doc seemed real agitated.

Did you put him through to the Major?

Yes, sir, I did.

No more questions.

Thank you.

Mr. Dom, check.

No questions.

You will step down.

The defense calls James E. Schoep.

Mr. Schoep, what do you do for a living?

I'm a mortician.

I own Schoepen's son, Funeral Hope.

When some prisoner dies out at camp Bremen, do you have a contract

with the United States Army to prepare the body for burial?

Do I have that right?

Yes, sir.

Did you recently handle the body of Corporal Ernst Schmidt?

I believe that's a military secret.

Military secret?

Is that what you said, Mr. Schoep?

Who told you that?

Major Lolli did.

Well, it isn't one.

Answer the question.

Yes, sir.

So you did handle the body of Corporal Ernst Schmidt?

Yes, sir.

Tell me, Mr. Schoep, what did the body look like?

Well, sir, it had both arms broken, massive bruises in the

kidney area, and extensive fractures of the facial bones.

Question, tell me, Mr. Schoep, what did the body look like?

Answer, well, sir, it had both arms broken, massive bruises in

the kidney area, and extensive fractures of the facial bones.

Question, thank you, sir.

Major Lolli, now that you've heard the testimony of Sergeant Geiger, Corporal

Swaisy, Sergeant O'Science, and Mr. Schoep, I'm going to ask you again.

Did you get a telephone call from Dr. George Hanson on the 5th of July?

I ran the Titus POW camp in the Army.

I deserve a medal for the job I did.

Why should you give a damn about Germans getting each other?

Major, I ought to inform you about now that under the provisions of the 5th Amendment

to the Constitution, you don't have to testify to anything that might incriminate you.

Then I won't answer any more questions.

If I want this witness held pending a Raymond for Purgery,

Your Honor, I move that the body of Ersch mitby exume.

Oh, sir, Brandon, where is it, Jordan?

All right!

Open it.

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Sergeant, is that Erns to Schmep?

Yes, sir.

I don't hear anything. That's the other story.

Close it up.

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How many more of these are there?

Seven.

Then we'll open them all up.

Move for it, wait a little, and I'll bring it.

I guess this turned out all right. After I've convened the Grand Tury, I'll

probably end up with a whole mess of condemned Germans for the President to trade.

Of course, you, James, understand. I'll be taking the credit for this whole thing.

Mr. Cobb, I knew all along that you had what it takes,

and I'm going to tell that to the Attorney General.

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That's the logger to stop him, Mr. Cobb.

A whole bunch of them.

They've been talking fast and furious past few days.

I think we've finally figured out exactly what happened.

See, Riefenstahl, one of his patrols found the doctrine is off the ground.

He's riding full confession about how he

falsified the documents to the eight Germans.

So he murdered him, personally.

Nazis hated Geiger, by the way, because he wasn't intimidated by him.

So are they framed?

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I want to say goodbye and good luck.

So?

You have saved my life.

Yeah, well, I didn't do it for you. I did it for a lot of other reasons.

That, I know. But still, I thank you.

You know, after this war is over, you won't have much to go back to.

I hope you can make the best of it.

We all will have losses to live with.

Yeah.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

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And though Harry lies in France, this stone marks

his passing for all those who knew him and loved him.

Both as the great kid he always was, and the fine teacher he became.

Will.

Will sure remember he was here.

Detail.

Hold.

Homes.

Detail.

Ready?

Aim.

Fire.

[Gunshot] [Gunshot] Paul.

Reason.

Paul.

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Paul is my shepherd.

He shall not want.

He may give me blind owner in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the stone marks.

He may stork my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness.

For his name is Sink.

Yay, then I walk through the field.

Sheldon.

Feel.

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