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Shh!

Oh, shut your mouth.

They're here.

What time is it?

I don't know, I 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.

Gentlemen.

That is the plan.

Desperate times,
desperate measures.

Lieutenant Maes,

the head
of the Belgian government

selected you to lead
this operation.

Mm.

Good.

Admiral Godfrey has agreed

to give us
British logistical support.

That was before I knew the plan.

What you need
is psychological support.

We understand you have

different priorities,

but all we're asking for
is the boat and the prisoner.

Christ Almighty!

Where are you going to find
a crew that's up to this?

We took care of that.

We selected a group

of loyal, well-trained
Belgian soldiers.

I want the bad eggs.

That's not what we discussed.

The British army
have been looking

for these lunatics for months.

Their status on our files
is shoot on sight.

Relax, Admiral.

Nobody even knows
where they are.

Withholding
the whereabouts of those people

will see you face court martial.

My chances of surviving
a firing squad

are considerably higher

than surviving
this mission, sir.

They might be insane,
but so is this goddamn plan.

Desperate times...
Desperate measures.

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

We still need him.

- Anyone fancy an apple?
- Later, Tamme.

- Stan, you?
- Not now.

- Hello?
- Hello, Werner?

- Hello.
- Werner, can you hear me?

Yes, we...
We have the package.

Sorry, repeat?

I repeat, we have the package.

Roger that. The mailman
will pick it up at noon.

Now, make sure Stan

doesn't damage the package
this time, will you?

Well, uh, he's just asking
the package a few questions.

I'm serious now.

Six, after shooting
that big, fat bear.

- I've got six.
- The fat guy?

Yeah, the big fat one.

Don't be stupid, mate.
I shot the fat...

Ah! God damn it!

Come on, you bastard!

You said I could go
with you this time!

Was last minute!

Always the same thing
around here!

These potatoes are sprouting.

Yeah, then do
the shopping yourself!

I've had it!

There's 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.

Hey, just try to answer
our questions, please.

This is for you.

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

Werner, what's that?

Is everything okay?

- Uh, uh, uh...
- The package is okay, right?

- Uh, I-I hear nothing.
- Werner?

- I just heard a very loud bang...
- Over and out!

Damn it, they'll be coming
to fetch him soon!

Stan!

Now he's going to take up
less room.

Forget it.

With all due respect.

Your son Dieter...

Yep.

I see the resemblance.

KILLED IN ACTION

- How?
- Shrapnel.

No further information.

Why are you telling me that?

Do you really thing 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 prying bullets
out of people.

I want another job.

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

- Leave me alone.
- Sorry. Hey...

Actually, I 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 caliber.

First a kiss.

Let's see what it can do.

Wow.

Not really ideal for hunting.

Come on, then.

Come on, Fons. Come on, Fons!

- Come on!
- Oh!

Yes! The best lefty
in Europe, huh!

Come on, now, let's hear it!

Oh, come on!
Is that the best you can do

playing for the biggest club
in Flanders?

Come on!

Is that all?

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

Stan?

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 bathtub.

I've been to the post office.

Still nothing.

You don't suppose
something's happened?

I'm sure
she would have written...

I 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.

Hey.

Hey.

I need that German's briefcase.

Yeah, uh...
Everything's still in it, so...

And the Fritz?
He's got crucial information

about troop movements
in the Ardennes.

Yeah, erm...

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 getting 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, hey, bloody hell, man.
Be reasonable.

Oh, well then,

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

Alright, there it is, men!
Take a look.

What's up?
You're turning green.

I just don't like 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.

Okay, 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?

I've heard of it,
it's used to color 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 the 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 kilometers.

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.
- Yup.

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,

'cause 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?

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 in a sexual way
or anything, right?

No, like when she was washing
in that stream.

Totally, totally innocent, Stan.

And from far away.

Real far. We couldn't see.

We could only see
with binoculars.

You perverts!

Hey, blimey. Where'd you get
this bloody thing?

Confidential.

Right. Well...

Right, come on you! One Kraut.

As ordered.

Thank you.

What's this?

Franz Jager, 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 to '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.

I've been instructed
to teach you

how to operate this U-boat
in three weeks.

Well, this is impossible.

It's tantamount to suicide.

It takes highly intelligent
German officers

at least 12 months.

But since I will not be going
with you,

I sincerely don't give a shit.

And so, we have the front
of the boat, the bow.

This is the front torpedo room.

We have four torpedo tubes.

Torpedoes. Very heavy.
Over 1,000 kilograms each.

But this is no concern to you

because you will not shoot
a torpedo.

Men, this is
a transport mission,

not an attack mission.

Oh, yeah? And if we have
to defend ourselves, what then?

We dive then.

Toilet, captain's cabin,
officers' beds.

Officers' mess.

Woah!

Here, the radio room.

This is a 200-watt transmitter.

Command room,
this is the heart of the boat.

From here, the captain decides
about everything

except the tides.

From here, he decides
about life and death.

Sleeping quarters.

You share them in two shifts.

As you can see, we have plenty
of space on board.

The galley.

Second important room.

Keep the cook your friend.

You might as well get started
on the potatoes.

Woo!

The machine room.

Diesel?

Diesel on the surface,
electric underwater.

Twelve hundred
horsepower at least!

Three thousand
two hundred, actually.

Motorenwerke Mannheim,
best machines ever built.

This puts my dad's tractor
to shame!

Still far to go?

This is the aft torpedo room,

the last room on the boat.

Here we have
two electric engines.

One torpedo,
and one torpedo tube.

Well, these are the basics.

As you can see,
this is a highly complex

and sophisticated machine.

One wrong move and...

Jesus!

And so, you men had better
brace yourself.

You've got three weeks
to learn it.

Okay, job assignments.

Stan, as first officer,
you ensure my orders

are carried out.

Tamme, Klisse, the engines.

Werner, radio and sonar.

Filip and Fons, steering.

Van Praag, trim tanks. Okay?
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.

You all know the phrase
"one for all, all for one?"

On an U-boat,
this is not just a phrase.

This is reality.

Pulley... Pulley system.
Pulley system pulley.

This wheel here,

- it aims the hydrophone.
- The hydrophone.

This here is
the main transmitter control,

and this button here...

Changes the frequency
to broadband communication.

And that's the receiver.

Guys, this manual is just
too complicated.

It's too complicated,
and in German!

Yeah!

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

which fill the 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 underwater
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?
- That's stupid.

No, that's not
a stupid question.

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

Is there something wrong
with your stomach? Oh?

- You going in?
- No.

- Maybe tomorrow.
- Suit yourself.

Short, short, short, long...

Shot, short, short and long...

And what does that mean?

You...

Have really beautiful...

tits.

You're an idiot.

Is that all you learned
in class?

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 got Mama
to leave without me.

- Hey?
- Hm?

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!

- I just need a minute.
- Easy, careful with it.

That chocolate ape is just being
too lazy to make two trips.

That's all.

They are still here
at the same coordinates.

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 line of sight.
- Huh?

Well, these radio waves
can't pass through trees

or over mountains, so this ship

is less than 100 kilometers
from here.

Alright, find the signal again.

- Maes!
- What?

There are ships!

- Where?
- There!

Damn it! We got to get
out of here.

To America or what?

But 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!

Come on, come on!

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

We're 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 zero percent chance
of survival.

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

I don't have any alternative.

What?

They've seen you.

The boat is preparing
to leave, over!

Okay, understood.

We are in range now,
twenty minutes. Out.

Okay, understood.

Yes, understood.

- Everything is on board.
- Hey!

Oh, shit!

Dammit!

Bloody hell! Look!
The Kraut killed him!

I didn't mean to do it.
That was not my intention!

Auf wiedersehen.

What in the hell
are you doing, Stan?

We still need him!

Who else is going
to pilot the boat?

Jeez!

Get us out of here.

Come on!

Keep moving!

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

Can I come along, or are you
still sending me off

with the collaborator?

Stop moaning. Is that it?
Is everyone below?

No.

That nigger isn't coming?

No, Fons, we dumping him
in the sea.

- Take him aft.
- Let's go.

Start the engines!

Engines ready!

Let's go!

Rudder 3-10.
Set course to 3-10.

Starboard main rudder, 20.

I want both machines
to proceed slowly.

Both engines slow ahead.

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 levers are starting to move!

Tamme! We've got reinforcements!

Jenga machinist.

- Qui, qui!
- Welcome aboard!

Well?

They're still far away,

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

Take us down.

Alright, everyone.
Prepare to dive.

Set your depth to 30 meters.

Huh?

Front open ten, back open five.

- Five degrees down bubble.
- Yeah.

- Five down.
- Down.

Yeah.

Flood it. Open main valve.

You, open main vents.

Cut the diesel,
switch to electric.

Both engines slow ahead.

Switching over!

We're under the water.

Just like Jules Verne.

The boat is very special, Jenga.

Under water,
not on it, under it.

Take them off. I need my hands.

I'll take them off
when I trust you.

Right after you stop breathing.

What guarantee do I have
that you won't kill me

as soon as we dock in New York?

What guarantee do I have
you won't kill everyone

before we even get there?

About the same amount.

Stan?

Stan?

Listen. Listen to this.

It's a strange droning noise.

They're looking for us.

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

Now, which was it?

I don't remember anymore.

Oh, my God!

A leak in the crapper!

Damn it, you idiots. Do I have
to do everything myself?

You incompetent fool!
Are you trying to kill us?

F7, B5,

L6, C3, B1!

Is that so hard to remember?

I'm going to shove your C3
and your B5

down your bloody throat!

Listen. Do you know
which compartment

lies right under the toilet?

The battery compartment.
Batteries and water,

this is a very bad combination!

Let him go.

Ha! If pigs had wings...

Shit!

Chlorine gas.
Blow the ballast tanks!

Ascend! Hurry, go, go!

Is the plane gone? Hey!

If we don't vent this boat
in thirty seconds,

we'll be gone!

Use the flak!

Damn it, he's banking away!

Why isn't he attacking?

He won't risk an attack

while we're aiming
the flak at him.

He'll circle us. Out of reach
until we're diving.

A diving submarine
is target practice

for the Luftwaffe.

Well, then we won't dive.

He has to run short
of fuel sometime.

He's already on the radio.

More are coming.

Hurry!

Close the hatch! Flood it!

Dive, dive, dive!
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.
- Come off it, Fons.

Get going.

Yes, sir.

And take your fish with you.

No!

Uncle Kriechbaum is going
to give you a bath, huh?

Splishy, splashy!
Get your little tootsies wet.

Look how happy he is.

Please don't hurt him.

I think daddy's going
to save you now.

Isn't he?

They're upstairs
behind the fireplace.

Go look.

In nature, sometimes the size
of a particular population

has to be corrected

so that a natural equilibrium
can be reestablished.

And that is what
we take care of.

We are merely restoring
balance in nature

once again.

And it is so important for him

that he learns about balance.

So long!

No! No, no, please!

No, don't go!
Don't leave him like that!

Please no!

No!

No! No!

No! No! No, please!

No! No! No!

Please, help!

This cannot be right.

What are you doing
fifty degrees off course?

Coming back from ninety degrees.

What?

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

This is supposed
to be Filip's job!

Your little shepherd's nap
just cost us eight hours!

What are you up to?

Checking the shafts.
They need some oiling.

Woah, woah, Stan!
No, go easy, stop!

Calm down!

No! No!

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
give his permission? Forty?

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

For now, you must do what I say!

Hm. Okay, I agree.

Well, a captain
can marry people.

Come.

Captain? We're having a wedding.

Come on, guys.

Come on, gentlemen.
The bride is waiting.

No Bible, so this
will have to do.

I don't think
this is a good idea.

Put your hands
on the... Bible.

Nadine, do you want to take

this man, Filip,
as your lawfully wedded husband?

I do.

And Filip, do you want to take
this woman, Nadine,

as your lawfully wedded wife?

- I...
- Jager!

No! Ignore him!

Damn it. Let's get in!

Now! Move, move, move!

Move! Hurry up!

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?

She's dead, Nadine.

Your mother is dead, I saw her.

Louis, too.

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

No...

What?

Stan has...

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

the truth, but...

How do you as a 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,
five hundred meters!

To your stations!
Fifteen down bubble!

Move! Come on!

- Go, go, go, go!
- Shit!

Go, go! Dive, dive!

Prepare for impact!

Two hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Brace for impact.

They missed!

Hey, they missed!

Be quiet! Silence!

Both engines to full stop.

Silent mode, I repeat,
silent mode.

Absolute silence.

Adjust 20 starboard.

Well?

Nothing just yet.

Can't find him.

He's somewhere behind us.

Come with me.

Klisse.

You have the manual
with the technical plans

of the torpedoes?

Uh, yes, it's in the...

Good, good, go.
Get it. Addendum C.

Go to the aft torpedo room,
cut the wires to four and five

of the aft torpedo, quickly.

But be careful.

Only the wires four and five.
Don't touch the others.

What is that?
Shut the damn thing off!

Start the engines!

How is it coming
with the torpedo?

- We're working on it!
- Come on!

He's behind us!

- Load aft torpedo.
- Come on, guys!

Yeah!

Come on! Hurry!

Got it!

- Distance?
- Four hundred meters!

Bearing?

One, eight, zero,
right behind us.

It's now or never.

Is the aft torpedo loaded?

- Done!
- Okay, okay!

Come on! Come on!

It's jammed!

What's going on? Shit!

Help me move it! Jenga!

Come on! Come on!

Help me get him out!

Hold it right there!

I need that damn torpedo,
right now!

Tube five ready!

Shoot those Krauts!

What are you waiting for?

Shoot it!

Go!

Brace for impact.

Torpedo! 100 meters!

- Speed 40 knots!
- Left rudder! Come on!

Too late for that.

Fifty meters!

And now?

- Pray.
- Ten meters!

What happened?

We were too close.

They did not cut the minimum
safety distance mechanism.

We did.

Damage report!

The propulsion is broken!

The rudder won't move!

Can we surface?

The tanks!

Surface!

Hey, guys. Um...

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. You can do it.
- I just can't do it.

No.

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,
hold him still!

Stop!

Uh, can you just tie of his leg

- above the knee?
- Yeah.

The rest, hold him down.

Then start sawing at his knee.

- Like this? Here?
- Yep.

Come on.

We need to fix this boat.

Jenga, Tamme.

Alright, fine. Go on!

- Hold him for me!
- Yeah, okay.

Come on, guys.

Is everyone ready?

- Come on, guys.
- Let's do it.

Come on, come on!

Come on, now, you can do it!

Just so you can work better
on the engines.

I understand.

It had to be done.
You saved his life.

He'll never play football again.

Another talent wasted.

All the big clubs
were after him.

He could've picked any team.

Yes.

You played football?

No. Always been a soldier
as long as I can remember.

And a soldier doesn't pick
his own team.

Oh, shit!

Werner, the radio!

- German destroyer.
- Can we get away?

Not fast enough!

- We've only got one engine.
- What do we do?

If we move now just half a meter

without identifying ourselves,

they'll open fire
with the deck gun.

Stan! Stan!

Come.

This is Captain Max Schultz.

Identify yourselves, over!

Go on.

This is Captain Franz Jager,

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.

Okay, come over. We've got
some whiskey for you, out.

What do you think
you're doing, you bastard?

They're suspicious if we don't
let them on board.

And if they're suspicious,
they open fire.

You have to surrender.

We can't surrender.

You guys, goddamn it,
they've lowered a boat!

Okay, you take your mate
with you.

Nadine, off to the toilet.

Fons, go back there!

You do the talking.

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.

- Fons.
- Shh.

Are we there yet?

Shh, there's
some Germans on board.

Oh, I've got an itch.

I got to scratch my right foot,

it itches like hell.

Scratch it for me.

It's like it's crawling
with ants.

Like that?

That's nice.

- Prost! Cheers.
- Prost.

Some damn good whiskey, Jager.

Well, I told you so.

How long have you been here?

For quite some time now.

We're just waiting
for our new orders,

but, uh...

That's... That's alright,
this is Gerhardt.

He's... 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?

Ja, ja.

How and when did it happen?

Eh... ja.

Ja.

The only thing I can do is...

Give him some morphine.

Ja.

I'll go 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, no, no, no!

No! No! No!

No!

No! No! No!

I've uh, witnessed
a scientific experiment

once on a Jew.

The man was strapped
in a tub of ice water.

Zero degrees.

When he was about to die after

five hours of horrendous agony,

they reheated his body

by irrigating boiling water
into his stomach,

his intestines...
and his bladder.

Your cargo...

uranium...

I've heard rumors about it.

In the rumors it was referred to

as a weapon of mass destruction.

I've seen what they can do
with an ordinary tub

of cold water.

Imagine what they can do

with a weapon
of mass destruction.

I've closed my eyes once.

But I won't make this mistake
a second time.

God help us if Hitler
is first to make this weapon.

So...

Let's get this boat out of here.

Shit, they're getting impatient.

They're demanding their crew
to return immediately.

Hurry up!

Their deck gun is aiming
straight at us. Hurry!

Are you sure?

It's an impossible shot.

You can do it.

Now, dive, dive!
Open valves.

Go, go, go, go!

Move! Go, everybody!
Come on!

It's only a fuse.

Give me 10 seconds.

It's only a fuse, only a fuse.

There we go! Alright, let's go.

Shh, listen! What is that?

What is that?

Grab hold of something!

Seal the hatch!

Nadine!

We need to close the hatch

or we're all going to die!

Come, come, come!

Klisse!

Klisse!

We need to close it now!

I'm stuck!

Come on, Klisse! Come on!

Klisse!

Klisse, the hatch
must be closed!

To the bay!
Come, right now! Let's go!

- What are you waiting for?
- Come on, man!

Come on! Klisse!

Let's go! Move!

Klisse, come on!

Come on, this way!

Nadine! Nadine!

Damn it! No, no, no!

Nadine!

Open the door!

Help! Help!

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

- Take this.
- Thanks.

Come on, you can do it!

There must be something
we can do!

Nadine is locked in!

Calm down, calm down!
Just don't panic!

Please, please! Please!

Hey!

Do you hear that? That's him!

This is impossible.
He will kill himself.

What did he say?

Your father is coming!

Don't do it! It's suicide!

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

- Ready?
- Alright!

Stay calm!

No pulse.

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, darling!

Come on!
Fight for it, come on!

For Christ's sake, come back!

For once in your life,
listen to me! Fight!

Wake up!

Stan, stop.

Stan...

Let her go.

No!

Nadine, you're back with us.

Oh, thank God.

He's, uh... She's...

They're in the back...

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

We're almost
in America, comrades.

There is no other way.

You know this
is a one-way ticket, right?

I presumed it the very first
moment I set foot on this boat.

Wait, wait.

Here...

Sorry... We, um...

Thank you.

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

for an answer.

I promise.

Okay.

Bloody hell, he did it!

Mama... and Louis...

Papa.

If you couldn't save them,
nobody could.

You have him.

Damn, you're right. Checkmate!

Bloody hell!

Come off it!

Hey!

Hi there, sweety!

- Let's go swim.
- We interrupt

this program
for a special statement

by President Truman.

A short time ago,
an American airplane

dropped one bomb on Hiroshima,

and destroyed its usefulness
to the enemy.

That bomb has more power
than 20,000 tons of TNT.

With this bomb we have now added

a new and revolutionary increase
in destruction.

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