All language subtitles for The.Bridge.on.the.River.Kwai.1957.2160p.BluRay.3999MB.DDP5.1.x264-GalaxyRG_track3_[eng]

Finish work!

Go to hut.

Yeah, that figures.

Those new prisoners see us
digging graves, they might all run away.

No time forjokes. Finish work!

Dig, dig.

How about putting us on sick list?

Have a heart, captain.
Put us in hospital.

You no sick. You never sick.

Why you always play
sick to me, shears?

Don't want one of these
over my head, I guess.

Captain kanematsu...

How about a butt?

I give you butt this morning.
Both of you.

That's what I mean.
I want to return the favor.

When a man gives me something
from the goodness of his heart...

Like you gave me that butt this morning,
I remember it from the heart.

That's why...

I want you to keep this lighter.

Think I stole it?

It belonged to that English kid
we just buried over there.

He willed that lighter to me
for a favor I'd done him.

Before I pass on,
I want to do the same for you.

You funny man, shears.

Okay. You go on sick list. Him too.

One of these days colonel saito
will catch you bribing him...

Then where'll we be?

Before that happens,
we'll be far away from here, chum.

Far away.

Okay, let's knock off.

Here lies...

You know, I've forgotten
who we just buried.

Thomson.

Ah, yes.

Here lies corporal Herbert thomson...

Valiant member of the king's own
or the queen's own or something...

Who died of beriberi
in the year of our lord 1943...

For the greater glory of...

- What did he die for?
- Ah, come off it.

No need to mock the grave.

I don't mock the grave or the man.

May he rest in peace.

He found little enough of it
while he was alive.

Man: A company, Mark time!

Mark time!

Into line, left turn.

Stand at ease.

Stand easy.

We're gonna be a busy pair
of gravediggers, Weaver.

Well done, well done.

That colonel doesn't know
what he's in for.

You going to tell him
the truth, commander?

Of course not.

You're neither an officer
nor a gentleman.

My name is Nicholson.

I am colonel saito.

In the name
of his imperial majesty...

I welcome you.

I am the commanding officer
of this camp...

Which is camp 16...

Along the great railroad...

Which will soon connect
Bangkok with rangoon.

You British prisoners
have been chosen...

To build a bridge
across the river kwai.

It will be pleasant work,
requiring skill.

And officers will work
as well as men.

The Japanese army cannot
have idle mouths to feed.

If you work hard,
you will be treated well.

But if you do not work hard...

You will be punished.

A word to you about escape.

There is no barbed wire.

No stockade.

No watchtower.

They are not necessary.

We are an island in the jungle.

Escape is impossible.

You would die.

Today, you rest.
Tomorrow, you'll begin.

Let me remind you of
general yamashita's motto:

"Be happy in your work."

Be happy in your work.

Dismissed.

Battalion, stand at ease.

Fall out, major Hughes.

Battalion, stand easy.

Get the men to their quarters.
Tell clipton to see who's sick.

- I'll have a word with this fellow.
- Very good.

Colonel.

I heard your remarks just now, sir.

I can assure you my men will carry on in
the way one expects of a British soldier.

And naturally, my officers and I
will be responsible for their conduct.

You may have overlooked the fact that
the use of officers for manual labor...

Is expressly forbidden
by the Geneva convention.

Is that so?

I happen to have a copy
of the convention...

And would be glad to let you
glance through it if you wish.

That will not be necessary.

Nicholson: Sit down, please.

Yes, sir.

I'm going to have a word with clipton.
See you later.

Ah, clipton,
don't let me interrupt.

- How's the arm, Jennings?
- Nearly healed, sir.

Sir, this is commander shears
of the United States Navy.

- Good.
- How do you do, sir?

Clipton: We found him and
an Australian in the hospital here.

They're all that's left of the prisoners
who built the camp.

Us. Navy? Out here?

For a deep-water sailor,
I am sort of landlocked.

- You lost your ship?
- The Houston.

I made it ashore when she went down, but
I got separated from the other survivors.

And your group here?

Mostly aussies. Some lime...

Some British.
Indians, Burmese, siamese.

And what happened to them?

They died...

Of malaria, dysentery,
beriberi, gangrene.

Other causes of death:

Famine, ovennork,
bullet wounds, snakebites...

Then there were some
who just got tired of living.

- Has clipton had a look at you?
- Just about to, sir.

Come over here, commander.
You can finish that shave later.

All right.

You'll stay with the officers, of course.

We'll scrape up
some decent clothing.

Don't bother about me, colonel.

I'm not anxious to get off the sick list.

Besides, this is working kit.
It's the fashion out here.

The officers in your party
did manual labor?

I think you could call it that.

Actually, I raised that very point
with colonel what's-his-name.

I think he understands
the situation now.

- Is that so?
- Yes.

I must say he seems
quite a reasonable type.

Well, I must be pushing on.

There's an officers' meeting at 7:00.

- Give me a list of your requirements.
- Yes, sir.

Anything we can do?

No, thank you, sir.

- What is it?
- Never mind.

Go on, say it.

I can think of a lot of things
to call saito...

But reasonable, that's a new one.

Perhaps colonel Nicholson
defines the word differently.

Any other points?

- By your leave, sir?
- Yes, Jennings?

About the escape committee, sir.
I've had a talk with commander shears...

There won't be any escape committee.

I don't understand, sir.
Lieutenant Jennings has a plan.

Yes, yes, I'm sure Jennings
has a plan, but escape?

Where? Into this jungle?
That fellow, saito, is right.

No need for barbed wire here.
One chance in 100 of survival.

I'm sure a man of commander shears'
experience will back me up on that point.

Oh, I'd say the odds
against a successful escape...

- Are about 100-to-1.
- Right.

- But may I add another word, colonel?
- Please.

The odds against survival
in this camp are even worse.

You've seen the graveyard.
They're your real odds.

To give up hope of escape...

To even stop thinking about it,
is like accepting a death sentence.

Why haven't you tried to escape,
commander?

Oh, I've been biding my time. Waiting
for the right moment, the right company.

I understand how you feel.

Of course, it's normally the duty
of a captured soldier to attempt escape.

But my men and I are
involved in a curious legal point...

Of which you are unaware.

In Singapore, we were ordered
to surrender by command headquarters.

Ordered, mind you.

Therefore, in our case, escape might
well be an infraction of military law.

- Interesting.
- Yes. Interesting point, sir.

I'm sorry, sir,
I didn't quite follow you.

You mean you intend to uphold the letter
of the law, no matter what it costs?

Without law, commander,
there is no civilization.

That's just my point.
Here, there is no civilization.

Then we have the opportunity
to introduce it.

I suggest we drop
the subject of escape.

Is there anything else?

I think we're all clear on the program.

I want everything to go off without a hitch,
starting first thing tomorrow morning.

And remember this:

Our men must always feel
they are still commanded by us...

And not by the Japanese.

So long as they have that idea to cling to,
they'll be soldiers and not slaves.

Are you with me there, commander?

Well, I, uh...

I hope they can
remain soldiers, colonel.

As for me, I'm just a slave.

A living slave.

Queer bird. Even for an ameri... mm.

He's been in isolation
too long, poor chap.

Cut off from his unit.
It should be a lesson to all of us.

English prisoners!

Notice I do not say English soldiers.

From the moment you surrendered,
you ceased to be soldiers.

You will finish the bridge
by the 12th day of may.

You will work under the direction
of a Japanese engineer...

Lieutenant miura.

Time is short. All men will work.

Your officers will work beside you.

This is only just...

For it is they
who betrayed you by surrender.

Your shame is their dishonor.

It is they who told you...

Better to live like a coolie
than die like a hero.

It is they who brought you here, not I.

Therefore, they will join you
in useful labor.

That is all.

Officer prisoners, collect your tools.

Bradley, back in your place.

I must call your attention,
colonel saito...

To article 27
of the Geneva convention.

"Belligerents may employ
as workmen prisoners of war...

Who are physically fit,
other than officers..."

Give me the book.

By all means.
You read English, I take it?

- Do you read Japanese?
- I'm sorry, no.

But if it's a matter of precise
translation, I'm sure that can be arranged.

You see, the code
specifically states that the...

Stand fast in the ranks.

You speak to me of code?

What code?

The coward's code!

What do you know
of the soldier's code?

Of bushido? Nothing!

You are unworthy of command!

Since you refuse to abide
by the laws of the civilized world...

We must consider ourselves
absolved from our duty to obey you.

My officers will not do manual labor.

We shall see.

All enlisted prisoners to work.

- Sergeant major, take the men to work.
- Sir? Sir.

Battalion, take up tools.

Move to the left in columnar route.
Left turn!

A company, by the right, quick march.

Eyes right.

Eyes right.

Eyes front.

Quick march, eyes right.

Quick march, eyes right.

C company, by the right.

What's he up to?

Looks like he doesn't
want any witnesses.

Now, you will be reasonable.

You will order your officers to work.

I will count three.

If by the third count...

You and your officers
are not on the way to work...

I will give the order to fire.

He's going to do it.

Believe me,
he's really going to do it.

I warn you, colonel saito...

Clipton: Stop!

Colonel saito,
I've seen and heard everything.

So has every man in the hospital.

There are too many witnesses.

You'll never get away with calling it a
mass escape. Most of those men can't walk.

Is this your soldier's code?
Murdering unarmed men?

You see, Jennings, there are certain
advantages to being on the sick list.

I'll say this for the old man.
He's got guts.

Into the valley of death
rode the 600

how's that, sir?

That kind of guts.

Also the kind they had in 1914...

When your officers went over the top
with nothing but a swagger stick.

- Yes, sir, I see what you mean.
- You don't see what I mean at all.

The kind of guts
that can get us all killed.

Excuse me, sir,
I'd like to go along too.

Arm's almost healed, sir, really, it is.

What about him?

He didn't actually order us not to escape,
he only suggested.

Listen, kiddo, when a man like your
colonel suggests something, it's an order.

Here we go again.

Colonel saito says all officers
to punishment hut.

Tell them to go.

Not you.

Come.

Man: Leave him alone!

Leave him alone!

They're going to put him in the oven.

Men:
J“ for he's a jolly good fellow j“

j“ for he's a jolly good fellow j“

j“ for he's a jolly good fellow j“

j“ and so say all of us j“

j“ and so say all of us
and so say all of us j“

j“ for he's a jolly good fellow
for he's a jolly good fellow j“

j“ for he's a jolly good fellow j“

j“ and so say all of us j'j'

Man: Timber!

Japanese officer:
One, two, three, pull.

One, two, three, pull.

No, no, no!

Let go!

Let go!

You wish to see me?

I've been trying to see you
for three days.

It's about colonel Nicholson.
He's been shut up in that hut...

I could have you shot.

Those prisoners who tried to escape,
they were in your charge.

I knew nothing about the escape.

It does not matter.

One must even respect
those who tried.

For a brief moment,
between escape and death...

They were soldiers again.

But it is insane to try and escape.

Two soldiers shot, the third drowned.

It was an escape from reality.

There is your reality.

This shows the position work
should have reached by noon today.

And this shows the position
of actual progress.

Because of your colonel's stubbornness,
we are far behind schedule.

That is not all.

Enlisted prisoners sabotaged the work.

Yes, I have seen it.
I could have them all shot.

Then who would build your bridge?

Besides, are you sure it's sabotage?

Perhaps the men don't work well
without their own officers to direct them.

My officers will direct them.
Your officers will work beside them.

That's for colonel Nicholson to decide.

As he pointed out,
it's against the rules.

Do not speak to me of rules.

This is war!

This is not a game of cricket.

He's mad, your colonel.

Quite mad.

Sit down, please.

I have decided to allow you
one visit to your colonel.

Thank you.

Tell him that if his officers
will not work...

I'll be forced
to close the hospital...

And your patients will
work in their place.

Many will die,
and he will be responsible.

Go and speak to him.
You have five minutes.

Man:
Doc's going to see the old man.

Clipton: Sir...

It's clipton, sir.

I brought you a few things.

- How are the men?
- Fine, sir, fine.

We scraped together
a little meat and a coconut.

And the officers?

Oh, they're not so good.
They're still in detention.

And lieutenant Jennings...
Jennings is dead.

- What?
- Killed attempting to escape.

Also two others with him,
corporal Weaver and the American.

Jennings. Poor, brave lad.

I warned him, didn't I, clipton?

Look, sir, we haven't much time.

I'm going to clean you up
a little while I talk.

I've got something to tell you.

I've just had a word with saito.

That man is the worst commanding
officer I've ever come across.

Actually, I think he's mad. Carry on.

Blackmail!

I know, sir, but he means it.
I'm sure he does.

It's a question of face, pure and simple.
And he can't give in.

It's still blackmail.

Sir, you can't stand
much more of this.

And wouldn't the officers be better off
working than suffocating in that hole?

The men are doing a wonderful job.
They're going as slow on it as they dare.

But saito's cut their food rations...

And if he makes
the sick men work...

Well, they're going to die.
That's all there is to it.

Yes, clipton, I understand. Truly.

But don't you see?
It's a matter of principle.

If we give in now,
there'll be no end to it. No.

Sir, we're lost in the jungle,
a thousand miles from anywhere.

We're under the heel of a man who will
stop at nothing to get his way. Principle!

No one will ever know
or care what happens to us.

Give in, sir. Please!

I'm adamant.

I will not have an officer
from my battalion working as a coolie.

- Time.
- All right.

Please thank those concerned.

Everybody in the hospital
contributed one piece.

Reynolds stole the coconut.

We'll be able to get you
a little something from time to time.

We've bribed one of your guards.

Goodbye, sir. And good luck.

Many thanks.

Clipton! Clipton: Yes?

Did you say that American chap
was killed?

- Yes, sir. Shot and drowned.
- Mm.

It's insane to plan escapes.

Three men killed, and to what end?

Time!

Here. Here is where
we must win through.

Man 1: The docjust looked at us and
shook his head. Whatever that means.

Man 2: Means only one thing:
The colonel won't give in.

Well?

Colonel Nicholson
won't give in to force.

It's a question of principle.

As medical officer, I must protest
at the way he's being treated.

It's a wonder he's still alive.

Should a tragedy occur,
it would be tantamount to murder.

He is responsible...

Not I.

You sick?

Are they both mad?

Or am I going mad?

Or is it the sun?

- Bah!
- Oh!

Battalion, attention.

English prisoners.

Let us ask the question...

Why does the bridge
not progress?

You know why,
because your officers are lazy!

They think themselves
too good to share your burden.

This is not just.

Therefore, you are not happy
in your work.

Therefore, the bridge
does not progress.

But there is another cause.

I do not hide the truth.

With deep shame and regret...

I admit to you the failure...

Of a member of the Japanese staff.

I refer to lieutenant miura.

He is a bad engineer.

He is unworthy of command.

Therefore, I have removed him
from his post.

Tomorrow, we begin again.

I shall be in personal command.

Today, we rest.

All work and no play
make Jack a dull boy.

As token of regard
for your efforts in the future...

I give presents to you all.

Let us be happy in our work.

Company, dismissed.

Battalion, dismissed.

Hey, take a look at this.

Red cross? He's given us our...

Hey, he's given us
our own red cross parcels!

"Tomorrow, we begin again."

Hey, Harry, look!

They're letting the old man out.

Most likely going to give him
another pasting.

Good evening, colonel.

Do you mind sitting over here?

I am having rather a late supper.

English corned beef.

No, thank you.

Produce of Scotland.

I prefer it to sake.

I spent three years
in London, you know.

I studied at the London polytechnic.

Cheers.

Sorry.

Later, perhaps?

Perhaps.

I was not a good artist.

My father disapproved.

He felt I belonged in the army.

So I changed from art to engineering.

I must tell you, colonel saito...

I intend to make a full report
of your activities in this camp.

I do not think you
quite realize my position.

- I must carry out my orders.
- Oh, quite, quite.

My orders are to complete the bridge
by the 12th day of may.

- Time is short. I have only 12 weeks more.
- No doubt.

Therefore, I am compelled
to use all available personnel.

But no officers, except
in an administrative capacity.

But officers are working
along the entire railway.

You know it. I know it.

I'm not responsible for the actions
of other commanding officers.

Personally, I'm appalled.

Let's not get excited.

Will you have a cigar?

No. Thank you.

When I said all officers must work...

Naturally, I never meant you,
the commanding officer.

My orders were only intended
for officers below...

None of my officers
will do manual labor.

Please! I was about to say:

I've been thinking the matter over
and have decided...

To put majors and above
on administrative duties...

Leaving only the junior officers
to lend a hand.

I'm afraid not. The convention's
quite clear on that point.

Do you know what will happen to me
if the bridge is not ready in time?

I haven't the foggiest.

I'll have to kill myself.

What would you do if you were me?

I suppose, if I were you...

I'd have to kill myself.

Cheers.

I warn you, colonel...

If I am to die,
others will die before me.

Do you understand that?

Major clipton did mention
something to that point.

That won't solve your problem.

I'm sure we can arrive
at a proper solution.

Please sit down.

Now, tell me, colonel...

Do you or do you not agree that
the first job of an officer is command?

- Of course.
- Good.

Take this bridge of yours.

It's quite an enormous undertaking.

And to be frank, I have grave doubts...

Whether your
lieutenant what's-his-name...

- Miura.
- Miura. Hmm.

Is capable of tackling
a job of such importance.

On the other hand, I have officers,
Reeves and Hughes, for instance...

Who have built Bridges
all over India.

The men respect them.

It's essential for an officer to have
that respect, I'm sure you'll agree.

If he loses it,
he ceases to command.

And what happens then?
Demoralization and chaos.

A pretty poor commander I would be
if I allowed that to happen to my men.

Perhaps you are not aware...

That the bridge is now
under my personal command.

Really? And may I ask,
are you satisfied with the work?

- I am not!
- You've proved my point.

I hate the British!

You are defeated,
but you have no shame.

You are stubborn, but have no pride.

You endure,
but you have no courage.

I hate the British!

Pointless, going on like this.

Stay there!

Stand down. Stand down!

Battalion, attention!

Battalion, stand at ease.

Please...

Do you know what is
the date today, colonel?

I'm afraid I've lost count.

It's the anniversary
of our great victory...

- Over Russia in 1905.
- Oh, yes.

Throughout east Asia,
we are celebrating this date.

In honor of this occasion...

I have given your troops
a day of rest.

Many thanks.

I am declaring a general amnesty.

You and your officers
may return to your quarters.

As part of this amnesty...

It will not be necessary
for officers to do manual labor.

He's done it!

- Somebody deserves a medal, sir.
- Hmm.

How many men
in your party, corporal?

Well, I don't really know, sir.

- You don't know?
- Well, sir, 12, usually...

But, well, one of the men took sick
very suddenly this morning, sir...

And, well, it took three or maybe four
of the others to help him to hospital, sir.

And, uh...

- Oh, he was took terrible sick, sir.
- A corporal should always know...

Exactly how many men
he has under him at all times.

Oh, yes, sir.

Have you a nervous affliction?
If not, stop making those faces at once.

It may be funny, Hughes, and I'm sure
it's done with the best motives...

- But it's not military behavior.
- No, sir.

We must put a stop
to these demonstrations.

Yes, sir.

- I say, Reeves?
- Yes, sir?

Have you ever constructed a bridge
across a stream like the kwai?

Yes, sir, half a dozen of them
in Madras, bengal...

If this were your bridge...

How would you get it under way?

Get it under way, sir?

Well, first of all, I
wouldn't build it here.

Oh? Why not?

As I was trying to tell you a while ago...

The Japanese couldn't have picked
a worse location. There's no bottom.

You see those piles?

They're sinking.

Our chaps could drive those logs
till doomsday and they wouldn't hold.

Where would you build it?

Why, further downstream, sir.
Across those narrows.

Then we'd have solid bedrock
on both banks.

Hughes, if this were your bridge...

- How would you use the men?
- Ha, ha.

Well, sir, not the way they're doing it.
It's utter chaos, as you can see at a glance.

There's a lot of uncoordinated activity.

No teamwork.

Some of those parties
are actually working against each other.

I tell you, gentlemen,
we have a problem on our hands.

Thanks to the Japanese,
we now command a rabble.

There's no order, no discipline.

- Our task is to rebuild the battalion.
- Yes, sir.

Which isn't going to be easy.

But fortunately we have
the means at hand: The bridge.

- The bridge, sir?
- The bridge.

We can teach them a lesson
in western methods and efficiency...

That will put them to shame.

We'll show them what the British soldier
is capable of doing.

Yes. I see your point, sir.

I realize how difficult it's going to be
in this godforsaken place...

Where you can't find what you need...

- But there's the challenge.
- I beg your pardon, sir.

You mean you really want them
to build the bridge?

You're not usually so slow
on the uptake, Evans.

I know our men.
You've got to keep them occupied.

Fact is, if there weren't any work for them
to do, we'd invent some, eh, Reeves?

- That we would, sir.
- So we're lucky.

But it's going to be a proper bridge.

Now, here again I know the men.

It's essential that they should take
a pride in their job. Right, gentlemen?

Yes, sir.

Reeves, you're the key man
in this situation, as engineer.

Tell me what you want
and Hughes and I will organize it.

What do you think,
can we make a go of it?

- We'll do our best, sir.
- Fine.

We must draw up our plans...

Then arrange a conference
with saito...

And set him straight.

Well, I think that takes care
of all the procedural matters. Now...

Oh, yes.

The next point is somewhat unpleasant
for all concerned, I'm afraid.

I'm sorry to tell you that we feel the position
of the bridge was fixed rather hastily...

And, I have to add, incorrectly.

Incorrectly?

Unfortunately, yes.

Major Reeves, our engineer,
has made a careful study of the site...

And has come to the conclusion
that the river bottom there is too soft.

Mud. All the work up to now
has been quite useless.

- Reeves, will you carry on?
- Yes, sir.

Colonel saito, I've made tests.

Those piles of yours could be hammered
below water level before they'd hold.

That bridge would collapse
under the first train to cross it.

It's all here in black and white.

The pressure and soil-resistance figures
in tons per square inch.

Just a moment, Reeves,
before you get too involved...

Colonel, do you suppose
we could have a cup of tea?

Then I take it we all agree
that if we're to avoid disaster...

We build a new bridge at the site
selected by major Reeves...

400 yards downstream.

Now let's proceed to the next point.

I've decided to alter
the daily work quota of our men.

- Alter?
- Yes, I've increased it.

From a yard and a half of earth
moved to two yards.

It's in the general interest. I'm sure
it would meet with your approval.

Major Hughes
has the facts and figures.

- Hughes, would you take over?
- Yes, sir.

I've done a time study, colonel saito,
of the entire project.

As you can see at a glance, the available
forces have been badly distributed.

I would strongly urge that we revise
the organization of the working parties.

Uh, just a moment, Hughes.

Colonel, it would save considerable time
if we could carry on working during dinner.

Do you suppose it would it be possible
to have a meal served here?

Of course.

- Carry on, Hughes.
- Yes, sir.

If we increase the number of squads
and specialize the functions of each...

I'm certain that the total daily output
can be increased by 30 percent.

Now, colonel saito,
I have one more point...

Now, there's another important decision
that can't be postponed.

As most of the British soldiers
will be working on the bridge...

Only a small number
will be available for railway work.

So I must ask you, colonel saito,
to lend us some of your own men...

To reinforce the railway gang...

So that the final stretch of track
can be completed as quickly as possible.

I have already given the order.

Nicholson: We must fix
the daily work quota for your men.

At first I thought of setting it at a yard
and a half so as not to overtire them...

But don't you think it would be best
if we made it the same as ours?

That would also create
a healthy competitive spirit.

I have already given the order.

We'll try to surpass that,
won't we, Hughes?

I think that completes
the agenda for this evening.

It only remains for me to say thank you,
colonel saito, for your kind attention...

And are there any other questions?

One question.

Can you finish the bridge in time?

Frankly, the consensus of opinion
is that it's impossible.

But we'll certainly give it a go.

After all, we mustn't forget
that we've wasted over a month...

Through an unfortunate disagreement
for which I was not to blame.

Is there anything else?

Thank you.
The meeting is closed.

- Good night.
- Good night.

I hope these Japanese appreciate
what we're doing for them.

For the moment, I'm not concerned
with their appreciation.

- Good night, clipton.
- Good night, sir.

By the way, sir, I meant to tell you...

There are trees in this forest
very similar to elm.

And the elm piles of London bridge
lasted 600 years.

- Six hundred years, Reeves?
- Reeves: Yes, sir.

Six hundred years.

That would be quite something.

Good morning. I'm looking for
an American named commander shears.

- Oh, yes. Down on the beach.
- Oh, thank you very much.

Kiss!

Too many eyes.

You give me powders,
pills, baths, injections, enemas...

When all I need is love.

It's true. All you really need is love.

What makes you so sure
you'll get a medical discharge?

Because I'm a civilian at heart, lover.

And I always follow my heart.

Kiss.

- How's that, commander?
- Oh...

Don't call me "commander."

It's unromantic.

Now, look, you're an officer yourself.

How would you like it
if I called you lieutenant lover?

Let's be Democratic. Just call me "sir."

Yes, sir.

Huh. Brass ahoy.

He wants to see you,
and he's all yours.

- I'm going for a swim.
- Don't leave me!

- Commander shears?
- Yes.

My name's warden.

- How do you do?
- Sorry to intrude on you...

Oh, that's okay, major.
I'm used to it by now.

Like a Martini?

That's very kind of you,
but, no, I think not.

- Mind if I have one?
- No.

How did you manage to get that?

Well, this is a hospital, major, and where
there's a hospital, there's alcohol.

Oh, yes, of course. Heh. Jolly good.

Well, look, I'll be as brief as possible.

I belong to a rather rum group
called force 316.

Our headquarters is up
in the botanical gardens.

Protecting rare plants
from the enemy?

Heh. Not quite.

- Sure you won't have one?
- No, thanks very much.

Among other things, we have a particular
interest in that railway you worked on...

And you could give us no end
of very valuable information.

Well, you know, major, I'm leaving
for the states in a few days...

And I've already told your
intelligent people everything I know.

Yes, but you could help us
in a rather special sense.

I know it's a terrible imposition...

But I wonder if you could possibly
come out and see us.

Well, if you want to go over
the whole thing again, I'll come.

Oh, that's very kind of you.
Lord Louis will be most grateful.

- Lord who?
- Mountbatten.

- We're one of his special pigeons.
- Oh, I see.

Well, shall we say this evening, then?
About 8. I'll send a car for you.

This evening? Out of the question.

Well, tomorrow morning, then.
About 10?

- Okay, 10:00.
- Thanks very much.

- Cheerio.
- Cheerio.

Good luck.

I know, you're terribly sorry,
but you're going to stand me up tonight.

You couldn't be more wrong.

Man: General salute!

Present arms!

- May I see your pass, sir, please?
- Oh, yes.

Go ahead, driver.

Major warden's bungalow is
at the end of the pathway, sir.

All right, thanks.

Good show, Jenkins. Good show!

Come along, thomson.
Use your knife, man. Use your knife!

On your feet!
Away to the debriefing room.

Come on, move yourselves, move!
Move quickly!

Very clumsy, Joyce, very clumsy.

Always use your knife immediately,
Joyce. Immediately, man!

You see? He's gained the initiative.

Wait a minute!
I'm terribly sorry, sir.

- You're sorry?
- So am I, sir.

- I thought you were the enemy.
- I'm American, if that's what you mean.

- That'll be all, Joyce.
- Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.

What can I do for you, sir?

- I was on my way to see major warden.
- Oh, yes, I'll show you the way.

He should be finishing his lecture
at any moment now, sir.

That's the end of
major warden's lecture, sir.

Thunderous ovation.

The major believes in keeping our training
as close to real life as possible, sir.

- Major warden, sir?
- Yes?

Oh, very good of you to come along.

I hope they've been taking care of you.

Well, they certainly have.

Thank you. Well, come along, then.

Colonel green is looking
foward to meeting you.

Oh?

Fascinating place, isn't it?

Utterly charming. I didn't realize
it was a commando school.

We're trying to discourage that word.
It has such a melodramatic air about it.

What do you do here, major?

Oh, sabotage, demolition,
that line of country.

We're using p.E., plastic explosives.
It's wonderful stuff.

That last little pop was made
with a lump half the size of this.

It's twice as powerful as gelignite
and only half the weight. Here.

Oh!

It's quite harmless until it's detonated.

Thanks for telling me.

It's completely waterproof
and actually plastic. See?

You can do what you like with it.

This is my place.

Go ahead.

Oh, I'm dying for a cup of tea.

- Would you care for one?
- No, thanks.

- A drink?
- No, thank you.

- Pot of tea for one, please, Peter.
- Very good, sir.

Do you read this?

Oh, I taught oriental languages
at Cambridge before the war.

I never congratulated you on your
escape. It was a good show, I must say.

I was lucky. If your sea-rescue plane
hadn't spotted me, I wouldn't be here.

No, I suppose not.

Would you like to see where you were?

All right.

Our information's rather scanty.
It's mostly based on your report.

But we think the camp is about here.

Do your intelligence people know
what happened to colonel Nicholson?

He was a maniac. They were about to
shoot him, and he didn't bat an eye.

Well, if you're about to be shot, there
isn't a great deal you can do, is there?

Now, here is the river kwai...

And here is the siamese village
where you were helped.

And here is the railway.

But then, you must be fairly
familiar with all this area.

Oh, not really. I was out of my head
half the time.

Now, then, the railway starts
down here in Singapore. Malaya...

Bangkok, rangoon. Their idea
is to drive on through into India.

- Where was I picked up?
- Oh, about here.

The Japanese aim...

To open the Bangkok-rangoon section
by the middle of may.

Naturally, we're gonna
try and prevent them.

It's too far for bombers
to carry an adequate load...

So we shall have to go in
and smash it up on the ground.

- How you gonna get there?
- Parachute drop and then march.

With demolition equipment
through thatjungle?

Our chief problem
is lack of firsthand knowledge.

You see, none of us
have ever been there.

- Well, I don't want to discourage...
- It should be interesting.

Colonel green
has given me the kwai bridge.

I'm going to take a team in
and blow it up.

Lucky you.

Uh, sure you won't have a cup of tea?

I don't want to be rude, but I've got a
luncheon date at 2, and she's beautiful...

- So if there are any questions...
- Oh, yes, of course, I'm sorry.

Well, there is
only one question, actually.

How would you feel about going back?

Come again?

I know under the circumstances
it's a bit much...

But, you see, you do have
a unique knowledge for our purpose.

And we'd love to have you with us.

You mean to tell me that
that's why you brought me here?

To ask me this?

Well, frankly, yes.

Major, I just got out of there.

My escape was a miracle.
Even your people said so.

Now you want me to go back?
Don't be ridiculous!

Oh, this is very embarrassing...

I can't go back. I don't belong to you.
I belong to the American Navy.

Actually, colonel green has already
taken the matter up with your people.

- With my people?
- Your Navy's turned you over to us.

A signal arrived yesterday morning
from your cinc pacific...

Authorizing your temporary transfer
of duty to force 316.

- They can't do this to me.
- I'm afraid they have.

It was awfully difficult to know
how to break it to you.

No, but they can't do this to me. I really
mean it. My Navy's made a mistake!

Oh?

Look, I'm not a Navy commander.
I'm not even an officer.

- Oh.
- No, the whole thing's a fake.

I'm just an ordinary swab jockey,
second class.

When the Houston sunk, I made it
ashore with an officer. A real commander.

Later on, we ran into a Japanese patrol
and he was killed.

I figured it was just a matter of time
before I was captured, so...

So you changed uniforms
with a dead man.

I thought officers would
get better treatment in prison camps.

That's very sensible.

Not that it did me any good.

At saito's camp,
the officers worked along with the rest.

Yes, there's always the unexpected,
isn't there?

I kind of got used to
being a commander...

So when I arrived here
at the hospital...

I took a look at the enlisted men's ward,
then I took a look at the officers' ward...

And I said to myself,
"let's let it ride along for a while."

There were certain
definite advantages.

Yes, I saw one of them on the beach.

Anyway, that's the whole story.

And the point of it is that you can't use
me. You want an officer for your team.

An American commander named shears,
and he doesn't exist.

When the brass learns
the truth about me, they'll say:

"Ship him home in irons for impersonating
an officer," something like that.

- Once that happens, I've got it made.
- Got it what?

Made! I'd like that drink now.

I'll apply for a medical discharge.

I'll tell them that I impersonated an officer
because I went off my rocker in the jungle.

I'm getting worse, you know.
Sometimes I think I'm admiral halsey.

Well, it's quite a clever plan.

It's not only clever, it's foolproof.

If my Navy finds out who I am...

Those temporary orders you've got won't
be worth the paper they're written on.

This is your photograph, isn't it?

- Where did you get this?
- Well, it took a bit of doing...

Because naturally your people
couldn't identify you at first.

But finally your cinc pacific
sent us a copy of your service record.

Photograph, fingerprints, everything.
Would you care to have a look?

You see, we've known about
your actual rank for nearly a week.

Your Navy's in an awkward position.

In one sense, you're a blasted hero...

For making an escape
through the jungle.

But at the same time,
they can't very well bring you home...

And give you the Navy cross for
impersonating an officer, can they?

I suppose that's why they were
so happy to hand you over to us.

You see?

Hot potato.

As far as your present rank
is concerned...

We're fairly informal
about those things in force 316.

So you'll have
the simulated rank of major.

A simulated major. That figures.

Well...

As long as I'm hooked,
I might as well volunteer.

Good show!

Oh, colonel green, sir.

Major shears has volunteered to go back
and help me blow up the kwai bridge.

Really?

Good show.

Jolly good show, major!

Get up to sick bay, baker.
This foot's infected.

The colonel might think
I'm malingering.

I'm the medical officer, baker.
Get cracking.

Will someone tell me why the old man
wants us to build a proper bridge?

Don't you worry about old Nick.
He knows what he's doing.

Hello, clipton.
About time you paid us a visit.

Fine job our chaps are doing.
Really first-rate.

Yes. How's he behaving?

I must say, he's been most
reasonable since we took over.

- I wonder what he's thinking.
- I haven't the foggiest.

- Thanks, Reeves.
- Right, sir.

What do you think?

Quite a challenge, isn't it?

Sir, are you convinced that building
this bridge is a good idea?

- Are you serious?
- Yes, sir.

A good idea? Take another look.

You don't agree that
the men's morale is high?

That discipline has been restored?

That their condition
has been improved?

- Are they a happier lot or aren't they?
- Yes, sir, but...

They feed better and they are no longer
abused or maltreated.

- That's all true.
- Well, then...

Honestly, clipton, there are times
when I don't understand you at all.

I'll try to make myself clear, sir.

The fact is what we're doing
could be construed as...

Forgive me, sir,
collaboration with the enemy.

Perhaps even as treasonable activity.

Are you all right, clipton?

We are prisoners of war.
We haven't the right to refuse work.

I understand that, sir,
but must we work so well?

Must we build them a better bridge than
they could have built for themselves?

If you had to operate on saito, would you
do your best or would you let him die?

Would you prefer to see this battalion
disintegrate in idleness?

Would you have it said that our chaps
can't do a properjob?

It's important to show these people that
they can't break us, in body or in spirit.

Take a good look, clipton.

One day the war will be over.

I hope that the people who use
this bridge in years to come...

Will remember how it was built
and who built it.

Not a gang of slaves, but soldiers.

British soldiers, clipton,
even in captivity.

- Yes, sir.
- You're a fine doctor, clipton...

But you've a lot to learn
about the army.

Man 1: Hold him! Hold him!

Use your boot!
Get your boot in there, will you?

Good morning.

Man 1:
What on earth are you people staring at?

Get on with your job!

Now, get him with your boot!

I'm awfully sorry I'm late, sir.

Four minutes late, to be exact.
You were in need of medical attention?

- Sir?
- I was referring to the nurse.

- Oh.
- Very ingenious. Warden was right.

The reason I asked you here today was to
pick the fourth member of your team.

- Ask Mr. Joyce to come in.
- Yes, sir.

Chapman here wants Joyce,
but I have my doubts about him.

I think he has too much imagination,
as distinct from cold calculation.

As I've told you before...

Even when a job is finished,
there's always one more thing to do.

He's the best swimmer in the school,
we'll need a good swimmer.

Yes, I'm well aware of your evaluation,
Chapman. The opinion I want is shears'.

All right, at ease.

These gentlemen are thinking of taking
you for a little hike into the jungle.

Yes, sir.

You were an accountant in Montreal?

Yes, sir. Not really an accountant, sir.

- That is, I didn't have my charter.
- Huh?

Exactly what did you do there?

Well, sir, I just checked
columns and columns of figures...

Which three or four people
had checked before me...

And then other people checked them
after I had checked them.

- Sounds a frightful bore.
- Sir, it was a frightful bore.

How did you happen to wind up here?

In '39 I came over to London to enlist, two
years later I volunteered for this work.

- You volunteered?
- Yes, sir. You see, the regular army...

Go ahead, you can be frank.

Well, sir, the regular army sort of
reminded me of my job in civilian life.

They don't expect you to think.

Think about this.

Are you quite sure you'd be able
to use it in cold blood?

I know how to use it, sir.

That's not what I meant.
Could you use it in cold blood?

Could you kill without hesitation?

That's a question I've often asked myself,
sir. It's worried me quite a bit.

Green: What was the answer?

I don't honestly know, sir.

I've tried to imagine myself...

I suppose I find it hard to kid myself
that killing isn't a crime.

It's an old army problem.

Well, I think that's all.
Thank you, Joyce.

Am I to go with the team, sir?

We'll let you know.

Well, you see what I mean.

Well, at least
he was honest about it, sir.

None of us ever know the answer
to that question until the moment arises.

What's your opinion, shears?

Well, sir, he's Canadian...

And that's in keeping with the
international composition of this outfit.

If he wants to go that bad,
he can even take my place.

Well, if you're all agreed
on Joyce, he's yours.

Now, then, I've had a report
from air reconnaissance on that village...

And there's sufficient clearing for you
to make yourjump at last light.

- You've had parachute training?
- No, sir.

Green: Blast. This is awkward.

Warden:
Silly, it never occurred to me.

Well, in that case, maybe...

I suppose he's right. We'd better arrange
some practice jumps immediately.

I'll pop over and check with Freddie
right away.

- All right, Chapman, you can run along.
- Yes, sir.

Well, then, feel like a sniff of air?

Yes, sir.

You don't realize what a plum
you are for us.

Your knowledge of the area,
your making friends in that village.

It's almost as if your whole escape
had been planned with us in mind.

By the way, here's something
that'll interest you. The new I pill.

- I pill?
- I for lethal. Instantaneous, painless.

Much better than the old ones.
For capture, of course.

In other words, you're telling me
not to be taken alive.

I wouldn't recommend it.

If you get hurt or wounded on the trek,
you'll be left behind.

The objective comes first in our work.

Colonel, you want my honest evaluation
of this team?

I didn't want to speak out
in front of the others.

I understand, go ahead.

Well, Chapman will be fine.
Ice water in his veins.

Joyce is... he'll be okay.

- It's warden I don't get.
- Oh? Why not?

Oh, Cambridge Don and all of that.

It's one thing for him to play around with
explosives like a kid with firecrackers...

Well, he's not without experience,
you know.

When we lost Singapore, he blew up
a couple of Bridges, one or two trains...

And I don't know what else
before the japs caught him.

- Fascinating story. He...
- Sir, it's most annoying.

They say, in view of the time element...

They don't think a few practice
jumps would be worthwhile.

If you make one jump you've only got
50 percent chance of injury.

Two jumps, 80 percent. Three jumps,
you're bound to get your packet.

The consensus of opinion is that the most
sensible thing for major shears to do...

Is to go ahead and jump
and hope for the best.

With or without parachute?

Oh, very good!

"With or without"!

He's in the trees!

Yai says we'll never reach the kwai
by the route you took.

There are too many Japanese patrols.

We'll swing north
through heavy jungle.

- Who's going to lead the way?
- Yai himself.

He hates the Japanese. They've taken
all his men for railroad work.

Which means we shall have to
use women bearers.

- Women bearers.
- Well, they're very capable, I'm told.

He says it's dangerous
to spend the night in the village.

There's an enemy post three miles away,
so we shall have to sleep in the jungle.

- What about Chapman, sir?
- Yai's people will Bury him and his chute.

Is there something wrong?

I was just thinking.
You speak yai's language. I don't.

He's taking you back to the river kwai
himself by a route I never took.

Will someone tell me why
I'm so indispensable to this outfit?

I know how you feel, but there's
always the unexpected, isn't there?

Tell that to Chapman.

Let's get cracking.

You're lovely.

Lovely.

Be happy in your work.

Yes, sir.

Leeches.

Leeches.

She's telling you to hold still. She wants
to take the leeches off your back.

What's a nice girl like you
doing in a place like this?

I'll teach you to say that in siamese,
if you like.

No, that would spoil it.
Too much talk always spoils it.

What's wrong with that thing, Joyce?

I don't know, sir. It's taken an awful
beating. I can't get a strong signal.

I'll tell you what's wrong with it!

It's wet, mildewed, corroded, rotten!
Like everything else in this jungle.

You might as well dump it!

Woman:
This is radio Tokyo signing off.

This is your friendliest enemy
reminding you to take it easy...

And never volunteer for anything.

If we stay here much longer,
we'll be up to our necks.

- I've got it all decoded, sir.
- Right. Read it.

Yes, sir. "One, original bridge works
reported abandoned.

New construction downstream
from first site.

Two, enemy intends to open railway
with passage of special train...

Bangkok for rangoon
with troops and vip.

Estimated to arrive target, A.M. 13th.

Three, you should synchronize
demolition with passage of train.

Four, good hunting. Have fun."
That's all.

A train and a bridge,
that would be something.

That would really be a show.
Can we get there in time, sir?

Yai says we're two to three days' march
from the kwai.

If we set a faster pace, we could
make it before sundown on the 12th.

It's worth having a go
for the train, don't you think?

Oh, by all means.
Good hunting. Good show.

Jolly good fun. Jolly, jolly good.

If you hadn't fixed the radio,
we wouldn't know about the train.

Well, there's always the unexpected,
isn't there?

Man: Heave, heave, heave!

- Half a pint, sir.
- Quinine.

Well, we'll complete this later.

- Clipton, we're facing a crisis.
- Yes, sir?

I spoke with Reeves and Hughes,
and we won't finish the bridge on time.

We just haven't the manpower,
that's all.

The officers have agreed to lend a hand,
but even that won't do it.

You mean the officers
are going to work?

I explained the situation to them and
they volunteered, but it's not enough.

Why don't you ask saito
for some of his men?

This is our show. We'll make
the most of our own resources.

As a matter of fact, that's why I came
to talk to you. The sick list.

Look here, sir. There's not a man in
this hospital who doesn't belong there.

It's no reflection on you,
but there are always a few malingerers.

Keep an open mind, that's all I ask.

Come along, let's see.

Don't move, don't move.

What's the matter with haskins?

He's got amoebic dysentery and
Blackwater fever. Temperature of 104.

Right. I see.

Leg ulcers. I may be able to save the leg
if I do more cutting tonight.

Do you really want to
send him out to work, sir?

Don't talk rot, clipton.

That man there?

His arm's infected.

Most of them are so run-down
their wounds won't heal properly.

But I wonder if fresh air and light duties
might be better than being cooped up.

- Light duties?
- It's not our policy to keep a man...

- Just because he scratched his arm.
- Not our policy?

A man may not be on top of his form,
but he can still make himself useful.

Trimmings and finishing jobs.
Stand easy, baker.

Tell me, do you feel up to doing
a little light work on the bridge?

- Anything you say, sir.
- Good show.

What about you?
Nothing difficult, I mean.

- I'll try, sir.
- Good man.

Now, look here, men. It goes without
saying, I'm proud of all of you.

But we're facing a crisis.
For those of you who feel up to it...

How about lending
the others a hand, eh?

Fetch and carry,
a spot of paint here and there?

What do you say?

- Man: Yes, sir.
- Good show. Come on, follow me.

Ten minutes.

Make sure they're all dead.

Come on, Joyce.

Use your knife, man,
or we'll be shooting each other.

Go that way, Joyce.

I could have done it. I was ready.

Are you hit, sir?

Let's go.

No, it's superficial. Maybe a chipped
bone, but there's nothing broken.

- It's my fault, sir.
- Oh, shut up, Joyce.

I can walk on it.
That's all that counts.

Yeah, but how far and how fast?

We won't know that
till I've tried it, will we?

What are you doing?

I didn't give orders for a halt.

We all need it.

We're still five hours' fast march
from the objective.

Maybe six.

Come on.

If you keep walking on that foot,
you'll bleed to death.

- Warden: You're going to leave me here.
- If you stop, we stop.

You can't study the layout
of the bridge after dark.

You've got to get there
before sundown.

But, sir, when the job's done, who
knows if we can return by this route...

Or whether we could find you
if we did?

If it were you, Joyce, I wouldn't hesitate
to leave you, and you know that.

He doesn't know it, but I do.

You'd leave your own mother here
if the rules called for it.

You'll go on without me.
That's an order.

You're in command now, shears.

I won't obey that order.

You make me sick with your heroics.

There's a stench of death about you.
You carry it in your pack like the plague.

Explosives and I pills,
they go well together.

With you, it's one thing or the other.
Destroy a bridge or destroy yourself.

This is just a game, this war.

You and that colonel Nicholson.
You're crazy with courage. For what?

How to die like a gentleman,
how to die by the rules...

When the only important thing
is how to live like a human being!

I'm not gonna leave you
here to die, warden...

Because I don't care about your bridge
and I don't care about your rules.

If we go on, we go on together.

Good old yai.

All right.

Come on.

Let's get closer.

Still sorry we brought you along?

- Feeling better?
- Yeah.

You're in command again, you know.

Thank you, major.

I can't understand it.
It's such a solid, well-designed job.

Not like the temporary Bridges
the enemy usually throws together.

Those poor devils down there.

Imagine being forced to build something
like that in the condition they must be in.

Joyce: They've got a British officer
working down there on his knees.

The Japanese seem
to be enjoying it too.

If he knew we were here,
it might boost his morale a little.

If it wasn't for the train, we could
set a time fuse and be miles away.

Since we don't know what time
it's going to cross tomorrow morning...

We'll have to do the job manually.

We'll set the charges against the piles...

About three feet under the water,
I should think...

And run the main wire
downstream to the plunger.

The problem is where to hide it.

Our side of the river is quite obviously
used by the Japanese.

They'd spot it at once.

Look. Do you see
those fallen tree trunks?

And the gray rock just below them
on that little beach?

Joyce: Yes, sir, I see them.
Warden: That's our key position.

It's on the wrong side of the river...

But it's the only hiding place
within feasible distance.

As soon as the bridge goes up...

Whoever's there
will have to swim back.

It's not likely to be a pleasant swim.

Sir, I was the best swimmer
in my course.

Well, it looks like
your line of country, then.

Thank you, sir.

Shears, you'll have to pick a spot
on our side where you can cover Joyce.

Yai will be with you, so the two of you
should be able to occupy the nips...

- If they make any trouble for Joyce.
- Right.

And on the theory that
there's always one more thing to do...

I'll set up the mortar here to create
an additional diversion if necessary.

Perhaps I might even
take a few potshots at the train.

All clear?

Any questions?
Right, we'll start as soon as it's dark.

They're sure to have
sentries on the bridge...

So you'll have to float the stuff down
from upriver...

Which means building a raft.

Yai will take three women
to help you build the raft.

One will stay here with me.
All right, now, get cracking.

Shears.

You know, if it wasn't for my ankle,
I'd take Joyce's assignment.

You think he'll be all right?

I think so. Want me to handle it?

I'd let you stay up here
with the mortar if I could.

I'm sorry.

When it's over,
I hope you get that medical discharge...

And not the hard way.

Saito: Beautiful.

Yes, beautiful.

A first-rate job.

I had no idea it would turn out so well.

Yes, a beautiful creation.

I've been thinking...

Tomorrow it will be 28 years
to the day that I've been in the service.

Twenty-eight years in peace and war.

I don't suppose I've been at home
more than 10 months in all that time.

Still, it's been a good life.

I love India.

I wouldn't have had it any other way.

But there are times...

When suddenly you realize
you're nearer the end than the beginning.

And you wonder...

You ask yourself...

What the sum total
of your life represents.

What difference your being there
at any time made to anything.

Or if it made any difference
at all, really.

Particularly in comparison
with other men's careers.

I don't know whether
that kind of thinking's very healthy...

But I must admit, I've had
some thoughts on those lines...

From time to time.

But tonight...

Tonight...

I must be off.

The men are preparing
some sort of entertainment.

Lovely.

J“ if you were the only j'

j“ girl in the world j“

j“ and you were the only boy j“

both:
J“ nothing else would matter j“

j“ in the world today j“

j“ we could go on loving j“

j“ in the same old way j“

j“ a garden of Eden
just made for two j"

J“ the only boy j'j'

I'm sure I speak for all of us...

When I say this has been
a most enjoyable evening.

Most of you move on tomorrow to
a new camp and new construction.

It's a pity you won't be here to see the first
practical use of this bridge we have built.

However, you'll be glad to know...

That the completion
of this link in the railway...

Will enable us to transport
the sick and the disabled...

To the new camp by train.

Colonel saito has kindly permitted me
to stay behind...

With major clipton and the sick men...

And we'll rejoin you
in a few days' time.

Now that your work here is finished...

I suppose many of you
feel somewhat let down.

That's quite understandable.

It's a very natural reaction.

But one day, in a week,
a month, a year...

On that day when, god willing,
we all return to our homes again...

You're going to feel very proud
of what you have achieved here...

In the face of great adversity.

What you have done should be...

And I think will be...

An example to all our countrymen,
soldier and civilian alike.

You have survived with honor.

That, and more.

Here in the wilderness...

You have turned defeat into victory.

I congratulate you.

To the king.

Men:
J“ god save our gracious king j“

j“ long live our noble king j“

j“ god save the king j“

j“ send him victorious j'

j“ happy and glorious j“

j“ long to reign over us j"

j“ god save the king j'j'

You're in business.

Now, you got everything?
Sten, ammunition, pack, canteen, knife.

I'll be directly across the river.

The professor says
there's always one more thing to do.

I can't think of what it could be.

Except to wish you
a long and happy life.

Thank you.

What's happened?

The river's gone down.

You can see the wire.

The charges!

Don't wait for the train.

Do it now!

If saito's information is correct, the
train should be along in five or 10 minutes.

If you don't mind, sir, I'll watch
the ceremonies from up on the hill.

Why? You'll get a better view
from the bridge.

It's hard to explain, sir,
but I'd rather not be a part of it.

As you please. Honestly, clipton,
sometimes I don't understand you at all.

Well, as you once said, sir,
I've got a lot to learn about the army.

Good morning.

River's gone down in the night.

What's he doing?

Colonel, there's something rather odd
going on.

I think we'd better have another look
around before that train comes across.

He's gone mad.

He's leading him right to it.

Our own man!

I was right.
There is something going on.

You've got to do it, boy.
You've got to do it now!

Have you a knife? I've just realized
the bridge has been mined!

Mined?

Good boy!

Officer, sir, British officer!
Here to blow up the bridge.

- Blow up the bridge?
- Yes, sir. British commando orders.

- Blow up the bridge?!
- Yes. There's no time!

No, no! Help!

Help!

Let me go, sir!
You don't understand, sir!

Nicholson: Help!

Help!

Kill him, Joyce! Kill him!

What have I done?

Madness!

I had to do it.

I had to do it.
They might have been captured alive!

It was the only thing to do!

Madness.

Madness!