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FPS 25

En 1940 et 1941,

alors que la Grande Bretagne est seule

durant les heures sombres
de la Seconde Guerre mondiale,

des remorqueurs
du service des sauvetages

parcourent les mers
et jouent un r�le primordial

dans le ravitaillement
sur l'Atlantique et la r�sistance.

Ces remorqueurs �taient arm�s,
mais mal pr�par�s

� toute attaque lanc�e
par des avions ou des sous-marins.

A un certain moment,
chaque mission entreprise

par les hommes
qui pilotaient ces embarcations

�tait en d�finitive,
une mission suicide.

Ces hommes �taient tr�s courageux.

Mais ils �taient �galement faits
de chair et de sang

et �taient souvent en proie
� la peur et au d�sespoir.

THE KEY

Say, can you tell me

where Commander
Wadlow's office is?

Has...er...has America
come into the war?

I don't know.
All I asked was--

Yeah, yeah, I heard you,
Captain. Just over there.

Thanks.

You going to drive
a tug for us, captain?

Commander Wadlow?
In there, sir.

Thank you.

Yes?
Ross.

Oh, yes, of course,
Commander Ross.
We've been expecting you.

My name's Wadlow.
You couldn't have come
at a better time.

You know the type of thing,
of course?

Not exactly.

Well, sorry, but as you volunteered,
I should've thought...

I didn't exactly volunteer.

I'm a sergeant in the Canadian Army.

All I know is, they gave me
this uniform and told me
to report here today.

I see.
But you have commanded
ocean-going tugs?

Not for 10 years.
I think that's why they picked me.

No doubt.
No doubt.

Well, you might
call this enterprise
the Red Cross of the ocean.

You're in the rescue business now.

If some lonely, unhappy
cargo ship gets torpedoed

or can't keep up with its convoy,

you pop out onto the briny deep
and bring your lame duck in.

And everybody aboard's
ever so grateful.

That's all there is
to it really.

Sounds simple.
Now I know
why they picked me.

We're getting so much business
from the States these days,

that we have two full crews
and two captains for each tug.

You relieve each other, see?
Your ship's the W-88.

Actually, she's in dry dock
for repairs at the moment,
so you can take it easy

for the next few days.
I see.

I'm here!

Let's have the vulgar details
and I'll run along.

Excuse me, will you?

Nice of you
to drop by, captain.

You've got a Dane
with a cargo of high explosives

and a torpedo
in number one hold.

Sounds dull. Besides,
it'll take eight days
there and back.

I don't think
I'll go this time.

You!
I think so!

Ha!

Amigo! Ha-ha!

Hey, just a moment,
just a moment.

What exactly are you
doing here, anyway?

Don't tell me you've
taken Walter's place?

I don't know, l--
Oh, no.

No, you can't do
that to him.
He's a nice man.

Don't tell me you've fallen
for that nonsense about
the Red Cross of the ocean?

Just what are you
doing here, anyway?

Now you'll never believe me--
Couldn't wait for America to come in?

You're an idiot!

Get out of it, man!
Get out of it!

I'm sure your lame duck
must be getting impatient by now.

And we don't want all
that nice imported gunpowder
getting damp, do we?

Goodbye, Captain Ford.
I'm going.

Good. What about
going out right now
with Captain Ford?

Actually, if you watch him closely,
then do exactly the opposite,
you'll have it all down pat.

Ha-ha! Yes, David, come with me
and after you've seen what it's like,
you can come back and tell him to...

Sir, SOS from W-40.
Where?

I don't know. She broke off.
Well, call her.

Who's on her?

WADLOW:
Raymond.

Get me air-sea rescue.

Yes, do. Just another
day in the Red Cross
of the ocean.

Come on, idiot!

Hello?

Yes, one of our tugs,
I'm afraid. W-40.

Its last known position
was 50 north, 30 west.

What would you say
hit that tug?

A dive-bomber, a U-boat.
Who knows?
U- boat, most likely.

You run into many?
Oh, yes.

Not the ones who lay
the ducks low, they usually
keep going after the convoy.

But Jerry's got a lot
of mine-laying subs
in the neighbourhood.

Once they smell blood,
they come after us
like vultures.

They call this
U- boat alley, my boy.

But once we reach the dock,
we'll be all right
because she's got guns.

She's got guns?

Don't we have guns?

Just what sort of a navy
do you think we've got here?

What's the story?

We've got a Danska
with a cigar
in number one hold,

and a load
of high explosives.

That's nice.
This is Captain Ross.

He's taking over W-88.
My mate.

We've met.

Square up that tow rope!

SAlLOR:
Aye-aye, sir.

All coming back to you
in dribs and drabs?

Like I'd never been away.

Clear that filthy deck!
SAlLOR: Aye-aye, sir!

What is that?

You asked about guns.
Don't go too near her,
she's on a hair trigger.

Yes, but what is it?
This is our gun.

But they're not all like this?

This is a single-barrel
Pom-Pom, 1926.

'26 was a vintage year
for Pom-Poms.

FORD:
Don't worry, chum.

The ducks are all armed now
and their stuff's heavier
than the U-boats.

Jerry won't surface anyway
within the duck's range.

So, once we reach her,
we're safe as houses.

Yes, I've seen
some of your houses.

Nice pigsty you've got here.
Thank you.

All ready when you are, skipper.

Everyone here?
All but lbbetson.

This time he's
really in trouble.

All right, get going.
Right, sir.

Is the gentleman
staying aboard, sir?

I think so.

All right.

What's the matter with him?

Oh, nothing.
He's just tired.

Port a little.

SAlLOR:
Port a little, sir!

Chris, have you ever had
a duck blow up on you
while you were coming alongside?

No. But we do lose
a few tugs that way
from time to time.

Thanks for
asking me along.

FORD:
Watch your step here.

I don't want to have to put
a boat over the side for you.

All right, lads. Couple up!

Signal, sir.

Message from the duck?
Not likely.

That's the one thing
they mustn't do,
break radio silence.

That's the most important
item in envelope "D".

Envelope "D" is a sealed instruction
they get when they leave harbour.

What to do when unable
to keep up with your convoy.

Such as?

Skipper flashes a code signal
to his group leader,

puts out his fires if he has any,

keeps radio silence so as
not to give the position away,

and just tries to be patient
till we come and get him.

That's about it.

What happens
if we get torpedoed too?

Oh, no. We never get torpedoed.

Jerry's not going to waste
any torpedoes on us.
We're too small.

Besides, their mine-laying
subs don't carry torpedoes.

Why didn't you tell me that
in the first place?

Because they've got a deck gun
that's big enough to blow us
clean out of the water.

Any other questions?

You all right?

Yeah, sure.

You've been away
a long time.

If you don't feel well,
why don't you go lie down?

Don't be
embarrassed,
old boy.

I'm all right.

It's getting a bit cramped up here.
I think I'll go and stretch my legs.

Thanks.

Give it to the skipper.

I'm sorry. Take mine.

No, no. Never mind.

Junkers diving fast!

Action stations!

Green one!

SAlLOR:
Green one, sir!

SAlLOR:
Fire!

FORD:
It won't be long now.

Here, get used to it.

She's got herself a very nice fire.

Think she can last?
Who knows?

But we'll be inside her range
in a mile or two.

I just hope her guns
haven't been damaged.

FORD: Starboard 20!
20 starboard, sir!

Well, it's his turn to run now.

I'd like to get one. Just once.

Now all we've got to do
is to bring that mess in.

FORD:
Steady on, there!

Get the line-gun ready!

FORD: Line-gun ready!
SAlLOR: Line-gun ready, sir!

FORD: Don't fire till I tell you!
SAlLOR: Aye-aye, sir!

FORD:
Fire!

Be as quick as you can
with the connecting up!

I prefer to connect
to your anchor cable!

When I've connected up
the main throw...

Watch the lines from your wires!

Smoke, Kane?

No.

Well, home and dry.

This time, anyway.

My knees are like jelly.

What's the matter?

It always hits me
like this after it's over.

Right now, my stomach's
doing a Morris dance.

If I get home before I'm sick,
I'll be all right.
How do you feel?

Fine.

Big man, eh?
You wait.

Come on,
let's have some coffee.

Don't thank me,
commander.
It's all in a day's work.

What did you
think of it all,
Commander Ross?

Very interesting.

Good. Then you'll be glad
to hear that your ship's
out of dry dock now.

Perhaps you'll go along
and see it tomorrow and
meet your opposite number,

Captain Van Dam.
Sure.

Aren't you in the least
a little bit ashamed?

Just a moment,
gentlemen.

You've forgotten
your little pink pills.

Oh, here.
Get yourself
a good night's sleep.

I don't use them.
You will.

Meanwhile, you can sell
them anywhere in town.

That reminds me,
Commander. We've got you
billeted at the Grand Hotel.

Come now,
not the Black Hole
of Calcutta?

That's no way
to treat an ally.

Come home and
have breakfast
with me, anyway.

Where do you live?

I've got an apartment.
Two rooms and a bath.
Best in town.

Naturally.

Captain Ford.
Yeah?

I want to thank you
for saving my ship.

Not at all.
Better luck next time.

Look, all you have
to do now is
go in here,

fill yourself up
one little old report,

and you can go out
and get as plastered
as you like.

Thank you.
Not at all. Bye.

Hello, my fairy
godmother!

Oh, it's you, is it?
Well, that's something.

She worries
about me, poor dear,
every time I go out.

I owe her money.

FORD:
Fill her up,
there's a good girl.

You haven't paid for the last lot.
Yes, I know.

And you owe me
for last week's
newspapers too.

Tomorrow. All claims
settled in full tomorrow.

Have you got a cigarette, love?

Yes, love.

Come to think of it,
you're the first guest
I've ever had here.

I'm not surprised.

How did you get
a place like this?

That's not all I've got.
Where are you?

WOMAN: Oh, Chris!
FORD: Darling.

How did it go?

Easy. A Dane on fire.
He behaved very well.

Have you been all right?

Why didn't you tell me
you were going?

Because you look
so pretty when you sleep.

FORD:
Oh, this is Stella.

This is my old
American friend,
David Ross.

You've heard of lend-lease.
They meant him.
He's finally arrived.

Hello.
Hello.

Tell her how I pulled you
out of the Panama Canal that time.

No, but I'll tell her
how I pulled you out.

Yes, of course.
After you threw me in!

You took advantage
of a drunken man.

Sit down.
I'm going to wash.
Then you wash.

And then we'll all have
the best baked beans on toast
in the whole uncivilised worid!

Please sit down, captain.

Thank you.

It's nice here.

Yes.

Are you on tug boats, too, captain?
Yes.

I haven't started yet, really.

As a matter of fact, I haven't
been on one for ten years.

Until this trip.

You were out with Chris?

Yes.

You'll be very good.

I hope so.

Do you know Chris a long time?

I beg your pardon?

Have you known Chris a long time?

Oh, we used to run
into each other a lot,

when the worid
was young and gay.

He's a very nice man.
Yes.

What did he mean
when he said
you were lend-lease?

I don't know.

I guess
I'm an over-aged
destroyer.

Hm?

I'm afraid I was in
too much of a hurry
when I picked this jacket out.

It's tight under the arms.

Take it off, be comfortable.
No, it's all right.

Let me see it.

Come on, take it off.
No, no, really.

Take it off.
I can alter it for you.

I think I can help you.
Come with me.

Here. Put this on.

What's going on?

His jacket is too tight.
I'm trying to find him another one.

Does it fit?

Yes.

Don't say it does,
if it doesn't.
Try the arm holes.

Hm?
Yes, it's fine.

Good. Give it to me.

Oh, the toast.

Sh! Sh!
Chris, I'm sorry.

I'll tell you about it later.

Go on, take a bath.
You won't care for
the tub at the hotel.

FORD:
I'm sorry.

I was just thinking,
you're going to look over
your ship tomorrow, aren't you?

Well, the very best of luck
with old Van Dam.

Van Dam?
Hm.

Oh, yes,
the other skipper.

What's wrong with him?
Oh, nothing, nothing.

Don't be silly, Chris.
Van Dam is a very fine man.

Oh, he's a very good boy.
He owns W-88, by the way.

He sneaked her out of Holland
from under the nose
of the whole German navy,

and he brought her over here
practically single-handed.

It's just that...
Oh, you'll find out.

You're a very funny man.

Don't worry, you'll be all right.
The first time is the worst.

I'm all right. I...
I'm tired, I guess.

Will you take your
sleeping pills now?

No, no pills.
I'm taking David on the town.
We've got to celebrate.

You're going out?

Yes, it's reunion time!

I haven't thrown him
in any canals lately.

All right.

Don't keep him out
too long, please.
He must sleep.

If he doesn't,
he'll go to pieces again
if he has to sail tomorrow.

What do you mean,
"go to pieces"?
I've never gone to pieces!

Don't mix me up with someone else!

I'm sorry.

FORD:
All right, I'll be home early.

I'll get ready.

I won't keep him out too late.

Thank you.
He must sleep.

Finished.

It looks very nice.

Yes, it...feels better
all the way around.
Thank you very much.

Okay?
Yeah, ready.

Goodbye.
And thanks for
the meal, I enjoyed it.

You're welcome.
You must come again.

Thank you.

Chris?
Eh?

What...?

Don't drink too much.

No, my love, no!

What do you think of Stella?
Can't hear you.

What do you think of Stella?

You're lucky.
Yes, I am.

You're wondering
about this, aren't you?

Whatever you think,
you're wrong.

I wasn't thinking anything.

You listen to me,
because I want you to know.
I want you to know about Stella.

She was going to
marry a tug driver
named Westerby.

Philip Westerby.

I knew him. Not too well.

Anyway, he got his
the day before the wedding.

A chum of mine, Hal Van Barger...

That's his jacket
you're wearing, I think.

He heard about the flat going
and he hopped up and got it.

Things were worse then
than they are now.

People were actually
sleeping in the gutters.

Anyway, she stayed on
with Van Barger.

Don't ask me why,
I don't know.

Maybe because he was
a tug man, too, like Westerby.

Maybe because she could tell
he was just about to crack,
which he was.

Maybe she just didn't have anywhere
else to go and didn't much care.

I don't know and I don't care.

Anyway, Van Barger
gave me the key
to the flat.

He said if anything
happened to him,
he wanted me to have it.

He said we poor sinners
on the tugs deserved
a few breaks along the way,

and we ought to keep
the flat in the family.

I know what you're thinking,
but you're wrong!

I wasn't thinking anything.
Yes, you were.

I think it's fine.
How do you know?

How could you?

You don't know what it's like
to have someone like that
waiting for you on shore,

waiting for you
to come home.

What happened
to Van Barger?

Oh, he went out
to pick up a Greek...

When he got there,
the Greek wasn't
there anymore.

But a U-boat was.

Ah, look at this.

Time to refuel!

FORD:
You'll be quiet when you go in
to get your suitcase, won't you?

Okay.

You couldn't just drop it
down to me, could you?

Let's just have one for the road.

Good job we did get home early.
We might have to go out
again tomorrow.

Idiot.
Hm...

Here.

Here, take this.

Put it away somewhere
and forget about it.

I don't want it.

Take it!
No! No!

When Van Barger gave me a key,

he made me promise
to have another made
just as soon as I ever used it,

and to give it
to someone on the tugs.

But I didn't know
who to give it to.
I want you to have it.

And I said I didn't want it.

Here, you take it.
Keep it.

You have to keep it,
because I have to keep
my promise to Van Barger.

Give it to somebody else.

Make me a promise right now,
that the moment you use it,
if you ever have to,

that you'll get another one made
and you'll give it to someone.

Someone on the tugs,
someone who's all right,
someone who needs it.

You know what I mean.
Then you make them promise.

Yes, but the war
may go on a long time.

You're crazy.
You'll outlive everybody.

Anyway, I don't want it.

You want me
to break your nose, huh?

You promise?
I promise.

And then if anything does
happen to me, you'll...
you'll look after Stella?

You'll see that she's all right?
Nothing is gonna happen to you.

We'll drink to that,
because in my considered opinion,

none of us is going
to come out of this alive,
including you.

Thanks.

I hope you know what time it is.

FORD:
We don't want to wake Stella, do we?

You know something
funny, David?

Stella, she's...
she's wonderful,
she's so good to me,

but...but sometimes l...

Here, hold this.

Sometimes I don't think
she knows which is which...

Philip, Hal Van Barger, me.

It's all mixed up.

It's confused.

Do you know
she called me Philip once?

I didn't say anything.

She couldn't have told
by my face, I'm sure,
it's just...

It's as if we're all
the same man.

And I don't know
which one.

I don't know which one
and I don't care.

That's strange, isn't it?

Tell me something.

Why does she wear
that wedding ring?

Yes.
That's funny, isn't it?

Hm...

What do you think
you're doing?

I'm not dead yet,
you know!

Sorry.

Here.

Sh!

See? Home early.

Yes.

FORD:
Stella...

Night.

But you must sleep, darling.

I'm not sleepy.
I want to talk.

I'm a captain, you know?
I say talk, everyone talks.

And I say we talk now.

Sit down, please.

What shall
we talk about?

Hm?

I'd better make you
some coffee.

No, no! No coffee!
I don't want any coffee.

Come on, come on.

Oh, Stella, you're very good to me.

I love you.

I wish you'd marry me.

You want to...marry me?

Please.

We're full up.

I'm supposed
to be billeted here.
My name is Ross.

Ross?

Right.

You'll have to share a room,
we're cramped for space.

I know. Same in London.

You're in 77.

Canadian, are you?

An American, I think.

This way.

It does not work.

Er, this way.

You've a nice warm room
next door to the kitchen.

Good.

And you get a towel
all to yourself.

That's nice.

There you are, captain.

There's your bed
over there, up on top.

Do I get that
all to myself too?

Killed himself last week.
Who?

Captain Walters,
the man that had that bed.

He was a tug-boat
man like you.

Swallowed a whole box
of sleeping pills.

Long sleep, huh?

Anything else you want?

Yes, I'd like that towel
you were talking about.

Oh, one thing at a time.
I've only got two legs.

Here's your wash basin.

The lavatory's down the hall,
you know what I mean?

Yeah, thanks a lot. Here.

Keep it.
I don't need it.

I didn't ask for you.
All I want is peace.

That's good enough
for me too.

And you'll get it, captain.

You'll get it before
you know what hit you.

Read the casualty lists.

Hey!

You mind turning off
the light, captain?

I'm sorry.

Captain Van Dam?

Yes?
I'm Captain Ross.

I heard the ship was ready,
so I thought I'd come down
and look her over.

Captain Ross,
you've come to look
her over. Good, good.

She's the best ship
on this base,
and she deserves care.

Some people here like
to live in a pigsty,
but I do not.

So you will please be good
enough to tidy up your mess
when you come off duty.

Yes, of course.
I'm glad we understand each other.

Made any sorties yet?

Sorties? Oh, yes,
I've been out
with Captain Ford.

Did you like it?
Not very much.

Why not?

I'd like it better if we had
some decent guns.

Guns?

Why do you want guns?

I don't like the idea
of being shot at and not
being able to shoot back.

It makes me nervous.

That is because you have
the wrong approach to this work.

Stretcher bearers on the battlefield
cannot shoot back either.

That's quite a thought.

My dear fellow,
war has nothing noble
or sensible about it.

It's simply an epidemic
of madness.

And anyone who takes part in it
is a lunatic and a murderer.

There's a lot in what you say, captain,

but I don't think it would be
of any particular comfort
if you happen to get hit.

There are many ways
to avoid being hit.

For example, when I hear
the first shell coming,

I very often turn away,

go full astern
and sail backwards.

That way, I make myself
a smaller target,

and at such a distance,
it is difficult to tell
in which direction I'm going.

Then I change course, zigzag,
and if necessary, repeat.

And you've never been hit, captain?

Never.

Any particular reason
for this ship having
been in dry dock?

Her superstructure was shot away,

but that was your predecessor's
contribution, Captain Walters.

Why do you think
he killed himself?

It was an accident.
He drank a great deal.

I don't think he knew
what he was doing.

I trust you're not
a drinking man.

Have you met your crew?
No, I had them called.

I thought I'd take her out
for a dry run today.

Then I will leave you to it.
She's very lively on the rudder.

You must remember to give her
counter-wheel the moment
you start pulling her around.

Thanks.

Her engine's
absolutely first class,

but there is a choke
in bilge pump.

You might tell
your chief engineer.

ROSS:
Thank you.

Hansie, Hansie.

And we go for a walk now.

Sit, sit. This is yours now.

I'm all right, thanks.

Er, Captain...

we were talking
about being shelled.

Yes.

Only this...

in this work, one must learn
how to live with fear.

You mean,
you're afraid, too, sometimes.

Yes.

But I believe in God.

Let me tell you something.
There are two kinds of fear.

In the one,
no matter how great your terror,

you pray to God,

and then you struggle desperately,
even superhumanly, to survive.

With the other,
you are so frozen, so paralysed,

that you cannot move.

and accept the death blow
without a quiver,

almost with thanks.

That is the dangerous fear.

You see, my friend, there is only
one enemy who really matters:

the enemy within yourself.

And only one thing to fear:
self-betrayal.

And, forgive me,
but you must remember
that your crew is afraid too.

So, for that reason
more than ever,

you must be both
their captain and their father.

If they respect you
and have faith in you,

they will still be afraid
but not so much.

And above all,
no drink,

and no bad women.

Drink will destroy
your judgement,

and that kind of woman
will bring you bad luck.

You see, my friend,

in times like these,

it is much harder to command
than to be commanded.

This isn't exactly
my first ship, captain.

Of course.
Oh, here is your crew.
They're a good lot.

But like the others
of this branch of the service,
sadly lacking in discipline.

Goodbye.
Goodbye.

Do you sing?
Sing?

Yes. We are lacking a baritone
for the church choir.

And we begin rehearsals
for Christmas next week.

I'm sorry, I don't sing.

Oh. Pity.

Good luck.

6-4, this one's fresh from school.

Always expect the worst
from life, my boy.

You won't be disappointed.

What's wrong, chief?
Your horoscope bad today?

Watch it! Watch it!

I'm the mate, sir. Weaver.
How do you do?

Mr Grogan, the chief engineer.
Aye, sir!

WEAVER: The bo'sun, Mr Baker.
Aye, sir.

Well, I'll give you
the complete list later, sir.

I want to see
just what this ship--

I want to see
just what this ship
can do this afternoon,

so be prepared for
some lively manoeuvres.

That goes particularly
for you, chief.

Aye-aye, sir.

All right, let's get moving.

Make ready for sea, bo'sun.

Stand by, fore and aft!

Let go of everything, forward!

Hang on to
your after springs!

Slow astern.

Slow astern, sir.

Let's go, aft!

Half ahead.

Half ahead, sir.

I'm not convinced the Almighty
intended for tugs to be placed
in the hands of Americans.

But we shall see
what we shall see.

Engine room.

Engine room, can you
give me a little more speed?

We're full speed now, sir.

Yes, I know, but I'd like
little more, please.

I can't answer for the boiler, sir.

Naturally, I'll take
the responsibility for that.

Aye-aye, sir.

More speed!

We've got a sporting
gentleman aboard.
More speed, he wants!

Full astern.

Full astern, sir?
That's what I said.

Full astern.

Full astern?

I knew it!
He's run her onto some rocks!

I knew he was an amateur
the moment I saw him.

Full ahead.

Full ahead, sir.

From full astern to full ahead?

Playing games, is it?
Enjoy yourself!