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After Cole was killed, we were taken to this Kraut Captain Steiner, about 10

miles behind the lines to a temporary prison compound.

Saunders smuggled me out the next morning before the guard got my name on

the roster.

Oh.

All right, take it easy.

Here's the map from Saunders' squad, Lieutenant.

Yes, sir.

Saunders and his men are still prisoners.

He sent this map back with Nelson.

Yeah, Saunders marked all the Kraut positions.

Captain.

The interrogating officer is part of an SS unit stationed near the prison.

SS?

You sure of that?

Yes, sir.

That's why Saunders took the risk of smuggling me out. He thought you'd want

to know.

Well, the cops have been trying hard to grab prisoners all along the front.

But the most they could hope to get from Saunders and his men is minor tactical

information.

Sure, but all they have to do is take a lot of unrelated facts, and maybe they

fall into place.

All they have to know is we're weak in one sector.

And they hit us with crack SS troops?

And we're really in trouble.

I think the best thing we can do is hit them before they hit us.

I'm going up to battalion. Yes, sir. Sir?

What about Saunders and the rest of his men?

Miss, uh, Miss Steiner will cut them to pieces trying to find out how much

information they've got.

I'm sorry.

Sir, if we move out, can't we get to Saunders and the other guys before the

crowd's moving back to another camp?

Nelson, Saunders got you out. Maybe he and the other boys have already made a

break for it.

They can't, Lieutenant.

The guys have had it.

Even if Saunders could pull the men together, the other prisoners, the ones

that were there when we were brought in, they're scared.

And Akers, their NCO, Steiner's beaten him down, broken him.

You men have been stupid.

I tried to enlist Sergeant Akers here to enlighten you newcomers, but Sergeant

Saunders chose not to be enlightened.

Last night's escape attempt has cost the life of one of his men.

Bring him to the cabin.

During last night's escape attempt, this man struck one of the guards.

He will die for it.

Since you men displayed such an aptitude for digging at the fence last night, you

will now dig a grave for your unfortunate comrade.

You will use whatever equipment you used last night.

Do neither eat nor sleep nor drink until the body is properly buried.

Give him dignity.

Bury him deep.

Starring Rick Morrow.

And Rick Jason.

Guest star, Richard Basehart.

You did this.

Cage is next.

And Gates is half dead on a cot up there.

We're never gonna get out of here.

Get the tools.

Sarge.

Maybe Akers is right.

We did all we're supposed to do. We tried to escape.

Get the tools.

What was your strength in this sector?

Company?

Battalion?

The prisoner who got away, he was from your group.

Did you have any information?

You struck one of my men.

You will die for it.

I'll give you a choice.

You'll be dying mercifully or slowly.

Now, your strength in this sector.

My name is Paul LeMay.

My rank is private first class.

My serial number is 1-0.

I have a cousin in Stuttgart.

She was a gentle soul, too.

She played the cello.

When the war started, she was put into a factory, but the work, the noise was

too much for her.

She was transferred to Bremerhaven.

She produced babies for the Reich.

She was of some use.

Grocery clerk, there seems to be no place for you in this war.

Go, move!

Sarge, for God's sake, you gotta do something.

He'll kill every last one of us.

You gotta tell him something.

Anything.

Soilers, don't you understand?

We've had it.

We're beat.

All right, let's see what beat.

Let's say it's just a matter of time before we're all lying in a hole just

like this one.

What do we have to lose?

Let's take a long shot.

If we're gonna die, let's die trying.

We might make it.

Agus, you can't do their thinking for them anymore.

From here on in, every man has to make up his own mind.

Now, are you with us or not?

I'm with you.

We're all with you.

I ask you again, the man from your group who escaped, did he have information?

What did you learn on your reconnaissance patrol the night before

you were captured?

Did you use your radio?

Did you contact your superiors?

You know how intense pain can be.

One Halloween, when I was about three years old,

a bunch of goblins and ghouls came to our house.

Scared me so bad, I screamed, ran right into the piano.

Took 20 stitches to sew up my head.

Next year, those same goblins and ghouls came around.

screamed and stomped and hollered.

This time I just laughed.

It's just a bunch of kids hiding behind their little Halloween masks.

The point is, Captain, you can only get so scared.

Rattling your mask's not gonna do it.

Perhaps you're right.

Perhaps not.

I'll think about it.

Well, you think about it.

Get away from the fence!

To the barracks!

Get away, you idiot!

What about digging a tunnel?

We don't have any tools.

Well, we just dug a grave.

Yeah, without bare hands.

Yeah, even if we could dig a tunnel, Steiner would probably find us.

You think he would?

He'd probably laugh himself sick at us.

You know, when I was a kid, I went to see a magic show. There was a wonderful

magician.

He did this trick.

After the show, I went backstage, and I asked him how he did the trick.

He wouldn't tell me.

But he'd tell me one thing, though. He said, you get their attention with one

hand while the other one does the trick.

You mean we really wouldn't use the tunnel?

That's right.

All right, I give up.

What's our right hand going to be doing while our left one builds the tunnel?

Right hand.

It's gonna be building an electric gate.

So it is.

You've been out in the sun too long.

No, it's simple enough.

The guard at the gate has got a key.

The key opens the lock.

When you electrocute the guard, take the key and open the gate.

What about the other guys around the fence?

We wait till they're out of sight. Every night they check the edge of the woods.

The guard at the gate might scream.

No, maybe he won't.

Maybe he'll just... He'll just grunt.

It won't work, Sarge.

That's DC, direct current.

You gotta have a good ground.

What if... What if it was standing on water?

What if it was muddy?

No.

Maybe we ought to wait till it rains.

We can't wait.

The cage is going to be shut.

We haven't the time.

What are you going to do, Sergeant?

My name is Kirby William G.

Serial number is 1302882.

I'm no longer interested in your personal statistics, Private.

If your intellect was as substantial as your stubbornness, you'd be a genius.

But it is when you give one the impression you have the brain of a

jackass. My name is Jackass. My serial number is... I have no time for liberty!

24 hours or less.

I could contact your father and mother and tell them that you're dead.

You could contact my mother?

I could.

Then you could give her a message for me.

You tell her that I'm a little tired of all those chocolate chip cookies she's

been sending me.

Maybe she could send along a little fruitcake next time.

I think fruitcake would be just fine.

I have begun.

Yes, Standartenfuhrer, sofort.

Heil Hitler.

I know his lights are out.

That means it's probably finished interrogating for the night.

We can get some work done on that tunnel.

Todd, let's be used. We're bushed. We won't use that tunnel anyway.

Stan has got to believe this is a legitimate escape attempt.

Go ahead. You go rest for a while. All right. Little John.

You and I will try to do it well.

How's it going?

Six months, we're home free.

All right, Bill, John, and I will take over now.

OK.

I'll scrounge around the junk and see if I can find some wire.

Not too neat, not all the guts to miss it. Right.

Flexible steel cable.

It's not going to be long.

Are we going to gravel it and splice it together?

Or are we going to string it to the fence?

Hey, you're running on the ground.

Well, the guts are spot there.

How are you going to do it?

I'll figure something out.

Try to get the kinks out.

Hand train! Hand train! Go, go!

The water's off.

Next one goes in, it's gonna have to turn it on.

Good morning.

You men seem to have gotten your clothes dirty from your grave digging.

Looks that way.

I do not like to see my men so poorly dressed.

I will have the guards bring in tubs of water.

You will all wash your clothes.

Then there will be no reason for you to have dirty clothes tomorrow morning.

Will there?

No, no reason at all.

Hey, Captain.

Yeah? I was thinking if things work out, maybe we can meet each other halfway so

no one gets hurt.

Are you saying that you intend to cooperate, Sergeant?

It's a two-way street.

Since you're in charge here, I figure you should make the first move.

You share the sergeant's sentiments?

A sergeant may change his sentiment if you shoot me.

You really think so?

I think so.

Bring the big one.

We'll see if this is indeed a two-way street.

Wait a minute.

Where are you going to hang it?

On a pin.

Not the fence.

Wilson, give me the wire.

What are we waiting for?

Sarge, the clothes are wet.

They might short everything.

They'll dry.

What about the water from the hose? It didn't reach the gate.

Maybe little John could turn around again when he comes back.

Suppose he can't do it.

Well, suppose he can't. You got a better idea?

Want to take a train out of here?

Want to ask Steiner for a three-day pass?

Go on, hang up some more clothes.

Hand it to me.

Okay.

If the fuses don't blow, the line's good.

There's no short.

We got a weapon.

They're dry.

Let's pretend they're not. I don't want Steiner wondering about this

clothesline. Leave some on and take some off.

He didn't make it.

Come with me.

Gate, Sir Rick.

Captain, we're finished with the tubs. What do you want us to do with them?

Just put them down.

Guards will take them away.

Steiner just turned up a light on the left.

Simon's right.

We'll make our move now.

I don't know.

What if we get caught in a fight pinned down?

Steiner's got that field phone on his desk.

One call from the billet area, we'll have 200 crowds down on us.

That's why you better wait till I get into that house to make sure Steiner

can't use that phone.

I want to get Gates out and you hear the trucks go by.

We're off in the morning.

Say, do you have something to smoke for me?

What? I haven't smoked anything in a long time.

Give me a cigarette.

Cigarette? Cigarette, yes.

Cigarettes? Yes.

American cigarettes.

They're good, right?

Give me a train.

A train? What's a train?

Give me a train.

Let me make a train.

Oh, you want some of this? Yes, I've known it for a long time.

Thank you.

He's looking at it.

Put that down.

You pussy!

Grocery clerk.

You don't really think you have the courage to kill me?

I'll wager you've never shot a man in your life.

At least not like this, when you could see his face.

You can't murder me.

That's all it would be, you know.

You haven't the stomach for it.

with yourself.

Thank you.

That's it!

Put him on Gates.

He's dead.

Checkpoint! Hang on, Socks!

Siders.

Thanks for the lift.

Captain Jample stopped by on his way back from the front.

Said the sector's just about sewed up.

Want to join the party?

Some friends I'd like to drink to.

Mason, Cole Rankin.

Scared little grocery clerk who laid in that room dying for three days while

Stannis trotted.

And the grocery clerk killed the Superman.

Sergeant.

Let's go drink to friends.