All language subtitles for Masters.of.the.Air.S01E09.WEB.x264-TORRENTGALAXY

By the first few weeks of 1945,

we were closing in on the
Third Reich from all sides.

In the west, the Allies
were storming into Germany.

In the east, the Russians were
approaching the Oder River.

And in the sky, the Eighth
Air Force flew uncontested.

We were the true
masters of the air.

Command pilot to tail, we're
about to reach the target.

How are we looking back there?

Looking good,
Major. All lined up.

Roger. Let's drop.

She's all yours, Gene.

Roger that, Major.

Bomb bay doors opening.
One minute to drop.

- Are we hit?
- Starboard engines are okay.

But Doug, come down
here and take a look at this.

A couple tanks got hit.

Yes, sir. On my way.

Major, we have damage here.

More oxygen bottles are ruptured.
We only have six in reserve.

Roger. Keep an eye on it, Doug.

Rockets incoming.

Engine one's on fire.
Shutting her down.

Cutting fuel and
oil to number one.

How's she looking?

- That's it. She's out. She's out.
- Good.

Approaching target. Five
seconds to bomb release.

Bombs away.

Looked good, Luke.
Looks like we m...

Pilot to crew, what's
our damage? Report.

Gene, Luke, report.

Oil pressure is
dropping on two and four.

Engine three is on fire.

We're gonna lose her.
We're gonna lose her.

Shit.

Lead command to deputy
command, you boys are taking over.

Repeat, you boys
are taking over.

Roger that. We're
taking the lead.

- I'm gonna take the ship, okay?
- Roger.

I'm gonna try to get us across the
Russian lines where we'll be safe.

Yes, sir. Your ship, Rosie.

Come on. Come on.
Hold together a little longer.

We're losing speed.
Should we bail?

Not yet. We're not
going down in Berlin.

Come on, come on,
come on. A little longer.

Major, left wing is shredded.

We're almost there.

That's it. She's gonna
stall. She's gonna stall.

Bail. Hit the alarm and then go.

We can make it across
the river from here.

I'm gonna try to keep
her level as long as I can.

- Go. We got smoke coming in.
- Yes, sir.

Move.

- Come on. Come on, come on. Go, go.
- You get it?

Come on.

Gene!

No, no! No, no,
I'm-I'm... I'm American.

Amerikanski. Roosevelt.
Stalin. Coca-Cola.

Roosev... Roosevelt.

Goddamn it. 2300 hours.
That's, what, 30 minutes? Less.

Go! Hustle!

We got half an hour. We need to
be at the front gate. We're marching.

- Go tell the guys. Go, go, go!
- Yes, sir. You got it.

Everyone out. Let's
go. Thirty minutes.

Goons gave us 30 minutes
to be at the front gate.

2300 hours, then we march. They
won't say how far or for how long.

Thirty minutes. Jesus.

All right. Pack it up. Let's go.
Wear the warmest clothes you got.

Where do you think we're going?

I don't know. Allies
must be close.

Get your warmest gear.

Only essentials.

Just break it.

Let's go.

Bring matches.

Only take food that will keep.

The Krauts have already
punched holes in the cans.

They won't keep.

Burn everything! Everything!

- Get your hands off it!
- That's mine!

Get off me!

How you doing?

Would have preferred it if
the Russians made it here first.

Mmm.

You're not thinking
of running, are you?

You're not thinking
of running, are you?

Not in this icebox.

Ham.

Hambone. I wouldn't
do that if I were you.

Yeah?

Who knows when we're gonna get
this kind of food again, you know?

Fuck off.

Anyone who tries to escape
will be shot. Please do not try.

That's the Russians.
They're close.

That's gotta be the Russians.

Shut your mouth, Black
scum! March! Faster! Faster!

Okay, we're going.
We're going. We're going.

That's how you handle
terror flyers and murderers.

With force!

You okay, Solomon?

As okay as a Jew taking a
midnight stroll in Germany can be.

Bucky warned you not to...

Don't fucking say it.

Mm-hmm. Okay.

Yeah.

Well, look, as soon as you have
anything at all, you let me know. Okay?

Thanks, Bill.

Nothing. Still no news on
any of 'em, Rosie or the crew.

So what's the story?

They went down over
no-man's-land east of Berlin.

Jesus Christ.

Major, sir.

The hell are you
doing here, son?

We got wheels up in five, and
the equipment room's locked.

Let's move, people.
Look alive. Let's go.

- You fucking...
- Hey, Clouter.

What are you laughing at?
You had a big, fat wren last week.

I guess you've never flown over
Germany without a parachute, huh?

Huh?

Well, I don't know,
Crosby. Have you?

Now, from here on out,

you're gonna keep that equipment
hut opened and manned until wheels up

plus 30 minutes. Yes, Major?

- Yes. Major.
- Yes, Major?

Yes, Major.

All right. You heard the
man. Clean up. Let's go.

Danke. Thank you.

Get off the road!

- To the side.
- Get off the road.

- Move!
- You hear me?

- Off the road. Now.
- Move it.

For blood and soil!

Stand up and show respect
for our heroic fighters!

Heil Hitler.

Children and old men.

All is lost.

MUSKAU BRICKWORKS

Don't run, don't run, don't run.

Hey, there's enough
room for everyone.

Come on. Get in
close. Get in close.

Scuttlebutt is we're heading
to a train station at first light.

Scuttlebutt know
where we're going?

No. Just to be ready at dawn.

This isn't good.

They're gonna take us
somewhere and kill us, aren't they?

Why move us?

They've had plenty of chances
if they really wanted to kill us.

- I don't know. They're Nazis.
- It'll be okay, Solly.

Hasn't, uh, gone exactly
how we thought, has it?

Not exactly. You wish
you'd done it differently?

Can't say I would have. You?

I wasn't planning
on getting shot down.

You know, I really did believe
that if there was only two B-17s left,

be you and me flying 'em.

Last few years would have been
a lot rougher without you, John.

Mmm. Same.

We're slowing down, aren't we?

Any idea where we are?

NUREMBERG CENTRAL STATION

Nuremberg. Shit!

It's Nuremberg. It's
fucking Nuremberg.

- I me...
- Settle down, Solly.

Calm down.

- I'm a dead man.
- It's all right, Solly.

We're in the heart of
their fatherland now, boys.

Gale? Gale!

Gale Cleven.

Jesus, I'll be.

George. How the hell are you?

Long way from home.

Oh, my God. Hey, this
is George Neithammer.

- John.
- Only guy I've ever met

- knows more about baseball than you do.
- Is that right?

- Who's your team?
- Yankees. You?

- Cubs.
- There's always next year.

So I'll see if we can find you boys
some tents with some fires going.

I'm warning you,
most of them don't.

That's okay. Happy enough
to just get out of the snow.

The general says that
he can take at airport...

at Baranavichy,

uh, for a flight to Moscow.

From there to England.

He warns you that the road
is going to be very dangerous.

Possibly via Tehran.

Mmm.

For the smell.

There is a wagon ahead
that had lost its wheel.

They have to fix it.

Do you mind if I, um...
if I stretch my legs?

"THE JUDGE OF LIFE,
WILL JUDGE FOR LIFE."

We found many of these camps.

Everyone's already dead
and burned before we arrived.

There's... There's more of them?

Yes. Our comrades found
even bigger camps than this.

They were built for killing
people, many people at a time.

Poles, Russians. Mostly Jews.

The wagon, it is
clear. We can resume.

Stay here, Major, and I will find out
when the next plane for Moscow leaves.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Where are you headed? Are
you, uh... you headed home?

Home? Family?

He says his family are all
dead, uh, buried in his village.

He said he buried them himself

with the other villagers
the Germans killed.

The Germans, uh, they
ordered him to fill in the ditch.

Somewhere in there, his wife,
his daughter, his grandchildren.

So, he takes the shovel.

To live... one
must make choices.

Where will, uh...
Where will he go now?

Major, the plane to
Moscow is boarding.

Go with God.

He says if God exists,
He has forgotten him.

Not even the earth that covers
our bones will remember us.

Major! Major, we
must go. Come, hurry.

Let's go.

What did he say?

The Germans want to
stay ahead of the Allies.

They're worried they're getting
too close again, so another march.

We leave at 1900 hours.

Another night march?

Yeah, but I told them we won't
go more than 20 kilometers a night,

and they agreed.

Spread the word.

Popeye's saying they're taking
us across the Danube tomorrow.

We move tonight or
we don't move at all.

- Tonight?
- Tonight.

We won't be able to make
a run for it after that, Gale.

The river's too damn big
to get back to this side.

Listen, guys are starting
to break out into groups.

Buck, if we keep it tight...
me, you, George, Aring...

you know, it's a better
chance to move unseen.

- P-51!
- Cigarettes and torches, put 'em all out!

Put those out!

Glemnitz! We told you we
had to stop marching at night.

We're being attacked by
our own goddamn planes.

- It's not safe. We told you it's not safe.
- Bucky, calm down!

- It's not goddamn safe. We told you.
- John, look at me. Look at me.

Look at me. I'm in.

We make a run for it tonight.

Calm down before they
put a bullet in your head.

Move it! March, march, march!

Bob, go tell Simoleit we've
done our 20 kilometers.

We're stopping here and now.

Yes, sir.

Korlesky, Tiller, I want
you to scout for billets.

Abandoned buildings... Uh, church,
school. Whatever you can find.

According to Jefferson's map,

there's a forest a
few miles northwest.

If we make it that far, we
should be pretty well covered.

Oh, we'll make it that far.

I say we head down that way,

take advantage of the
confusion while we still can.

Over that wall.

All right. Who
wants to go first?

I'll go.

All right, Bill. Go.

All right.

- Get going. I'm right behind you.
- All right.

Halt! Halt!

Hey, hey, don't
shoot. Don't shoot.

- Go, Buck. Get out of here.
- Halt!

Release that man. Now.

Let him go.

Goddamn it. You touch
one hair on his head,

and you'll have a riot.

Glemnitz.

This is one of my senior
officers, and he is essential to...

Sergeant, order your
man to release Major Egan.

Now.

The hell was that all about?

George, Bill and Buck...
they went over that wall.

You hear that?

Sounds like GMCs.

Looks like they're retreating.

Pig!

Please.

Please.

Go!

Go.

Fucking kids.

We gotta go, Buck.

Buck.

They didn't even have
any goddamn bullets.

Let's go.

There he is. He made it!

Welcome back, Major!

Hey.

- How's it going, boys?
- You made it back, Rosie!

He's back. Major
Rosenthal made it.

Come on!

Hey, boys.

- Aggie, how are you, my friend?
- Whoo! You made it.

- Hey, don't get run over.
- You want me to stop?

Ah, no, no, no.

Welcome back, Rosie!

All right, Rosie!

Rosie! Yeah!

And then from Poltava,
we flew in a C-46 to Iran,

and then...

same C-46 to a
place called El-Aden...

- which is a Brit base...
- Mm-hmm.

And then up through Athens
and then Rome and Naples.

And then, get this,

we got transferred to Winston Churchill's
personal converted B-24 Liberator...

I kid you not...

for the flight back
to St. Mawgan's.

- How are you?
- Hmm?

How's Jean?

She's pregnant.

I'm gonna be a father.

- You kidding me?
- Mm-mmm.

Croz.

Croz, congratulations!

God, I'm so happy for you two.

Yeah. Yeah.

That's... That's a
good thing. Right?

- Yes.
- All right.

Are you sure?

Yes. You know, it's...

I don't know, it's...

You know, all
this killing we do,

you know, day in, day out...

does something to a guy.

Makes him...

different...

- not in a good way.
- Mmm.

You know, Rosie,
sometimes I wake up...

I don't even recognize
myself in the mirror.

It reminds me of this... this quote
I read at college, from Nietzsche.

He said...

"Whoever fights monsters...

should take care not to
become a monster himself.

Because if you
gaze into the abyss...

the abyss gazes
right back into you."

We're here to fight
the monsters, Croz.

Yeah.

And, yeah...

Yeah, that's made us
do some tough things...

but-but we had to.

There's no other way.

The things these
people are capable of...

No, they got it coming.

Trust me.

They got it coming.

Stop right there!

- Hey, hey! Americans!
- Whoa, whoa, we're Americans!

Americans! We're
American airmen!

Keep your hands up!

We got two here.
They say they're ours.

They look like POWs.

All right. Bring 'em in.

All right. At ease.

Bob, find a place to get
'em out of the weather.

Yes, sir.

Well, I guess they're
not gonna process us.

Doesn't look like it.

Let's go.

Thanks for the lift, guys.

Major. Welcome back.

Crosby, they still
got you at this dump?

Sure do.

- Major.
- Rosie.

- Good to have you back, sir!
- Major, welcome back!

Lemmons.

- Gentlemen.
- Good to have you back.

You got a musette bag, Major?

Uh, no, I left that in
the suite at the stalag.

What you see is what I've got.

I, uh... I gotta thank the CO for
letting Hank pick me up in Paris.

We've been running a few shuttle
missions the past couple weeks.

Mm-hmm.

What's this for?

The Dutch are starving to death,

so the Allies are dropping tons of food
west and southwest of the Zuider Zee.

Supposed to be a flak
truce with the Germans,

so no flak or AA guns.

So far, they have refused,
but, hell, we're flying anyway.

Egan wouldn't let us
ship it to your folks.

Kept saying, "I expect
him back," and "My"...

"My buddy's just MIA."

So, Major,

operations was kind of
hoping you wouldn't mind flying

on this mercy mission I
was just telling you about.

Should be a milk run,

but you can't be sure what
the Germans are gonna do.

Be nice to get
behind the yoke again.

So Bucky didn't make
the breakout with you, huh?

Uh, no. No, Bucky had to... He
had to stay behind with the men.

He's okay though, right?

Yeah, when do you ever
know him not to be okay... hmm?

I'm guessing when
this is all over, Alex,

they'll probably send us home
out of Marseille or Le Havre.

I can't see 'em shipping
us out of Merry Old England.

Hey, hey!

Macon, that's a P-51.

It's the Yanks!

That's a P-51.

Here they come!

He's coming back.

He's coming back!

Down! Get down!

Yeah! Come on!

All right, we're going home!

Come on!

Everybody down!

Move! Get out of the way!

Fellas! Take out the tower!

Buckle, Kraut!

Hey, guys, you got a
flag? Who's got the flag?

No flag, sir.

- You got a flag in here?
- No flag, sir!

- Flag! No flags at all, huh?
- No flag.

- No flag at all?
- Get our flag!

- Hey, hey, you got a flag?
- I've got it! Here.

Major!

Here it is.

Help me up! Help me up!

- Don't shoot.
- Give me one reason.

Stay reasonable.

We're going home!

Freedom!

How does it feel, huh?

- Yeah!
- Yeah! Take that thing down!

Go, Bucky!

Bucky! Come on. Yeah!

Yeah! Tear it up!

Yeah! Do it! Tear it up!

All right, Bucky!

USA!

Colonel, the camp and
the village are yours.

I will hand over my men,
disarmed, in 30 minutes.

Dismissed.

Colonel Clark,
let's get 'em back.

Yes!

Rosie.

Major.

Some gum, D-bars,

and, hey, look at this.

First fresh oranges we've seen in
months. Probably years for the Dutch.

Nice.

- Oh, Major.
- Major.

Croz.

Let's go feed some people.

Yes, sir. Sounds good.

I hope you don't mind, but
I usually take the left seat.

Well, always actually.

I'll get the general
on the phone.

No, I'm just kidding you.

It's an honor.

Ready preflight checks?

Never readier.

Form 1A?

Checked.

Controls and the seats?

Check.

Ken?

The hell you doing here?

A hundred bucks says you can't
think of a better flight engineer.

Plus, well,

I thought he'd get a kick out of
actually flying in one of these things.

- You've never flown in a plane before?
- No, sir.

- Wha... Ever?
- Never.

I took a boat over here in '43 and
then, well, I never had a reason to fly.

Start one.

How's the view, Kenny?

Beautiful.

It's something, ain't it?

Navigator to pilot, coming
around to 090, over.

Pilot to navigator, roger.

Here we go.

Get ready, everybody.

Approaching Valkenburg.

Feel free to say a little prayer
that they don't open fire on us,

if you're so inclined.

Looks like we're good, boys.

Germans decided
to honor the truce.

Smart Krauts.

Hey, look at this.

You can see 'em.

Drop on your best guess, Doug.

Roger that, Major.

Bomb bay doors opening.

Crates away.

There you go. We did it.

Hey, look, look.

"Thanks, Yanks."

Look at that.

Clearup Tower, this is Chowhound
One requesting landing instructions. Over.

Chowhound One, you are
clear for overhead approach.

Runway 281 at 1,200 indicated.

Winds are 300 at 12.

Altimeter, 29.96. Over.

Clearup Tower,
please repeat. Over.

Oh, you heard me the
first goddamn time, Gale.

Well, I'll be damned.

Look who it is.

Stone in my shoe.

Oh, I'm back.

How's it feel being
back up there?

Felt good.

Look who's back.

- Harry.
- John Egan.

- How are ya?
- Very good, sir.

- Pleasure to see you.
- You too.

- Not still throwing up, are ya?
- No.

- Good to have you back.
- Kenny, how are ya?

Rosie, what a pleasure.
Nice to see you. How are ya?

We made a few of those supply
drops in the last days of the war.

And then, one day...

Yesterday morning at 2:41 a.m.

at General Eisenhower's
headquarters...

It was over.

General Jodl,

the representative of the
German High Command,

and of Grand Admiral Dönitz,

the designated head
of the German State,

signed the act of
unconditional surrender

of all German land, sea
and air forces in Europe

to the Allied
Expeditionary Force

and simultaneously to
the Soviet High Command.

Hostilities will end officially at
one minute after midnight tonight,

Tuesday, the 8th of May.

But in the interest of saving lives,
the cease-fire began yesterday

to be sounded all along the
front and our dear Channel Islands.

- Right. Hey, hey, come here! Get her...
- One more, please!

Drink up, fellas.
We're heading home.

Light it up!

Yeah! We're going home, baby!

We did it, fellas!

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo!

Yeah!

Close it up, boys.

Let's go.

At first, it felt unreal,

impossible, unimaginable.

And then, inevitable.

We were going home.

Your ride awaits, Major.

All of us.

I had a wife to see.

Thanks, buddy.

A son.

A life to start.

I better see you at
Minton's when I get back.

Oh, I'll be there.

You can bring the little guy.

You want me to bring my
infant son to a jazz club?

Hey, it's never too early.

You're gonna be a
hell of a father, Croz.

You think?

I know.

They won!

Hey.

This is it.

This is it.

You ready to go home?

You ready to see Marge?

I bet.

Form 1A?

Checked.

Controls and seats?

- Check.
- Fuel transfer valves and switch?

Off.

Leaving a lot of
good men behind.

A lot of brave men.

Yeah.

Intercoolers cold.

Gear up.

On occasion, the world
must confront itself,

answer what we
are with who we are.

I was going home.

I just wished more of us were.

We'll miss you. Bye-bye!

Bye for now! Bye-bye!

- All right.
- All right. This is it.

Seventy.

Eighty.

Ninety.

Here we come.

Landing gear up.

Climb power.