Original subtitles

Be nice if we knew what this was all about.

Huh. When you go out with these guys from G-2, you're not supposed to know.

Only they're supposed to know.

A really big deal, ain't they.

Take five.

It's gonna be cross country from now on and pretty rough.

Well, what is our mission, Captain.

Our mission is Robert Barton.

He's one of the top war correspondents in the ETO. You ever hear of him?

You don't mean the Robert Barton.

Robert Barton?

He's a pretty important guy.

You better read him to know who's winning the war, huh

He hey Captain. What's he want to do? Write us up in an article or somethin'.

Last night the Germans overran the Command Post.

They took some prisoners. Barton's one of those prisoners.

I'm going after him. You're gonna help me.

Well do you know where he's being held Captain?

I do.

He's in a transient POW cam on the other side of the Mallon River.

POW camp.

Well how are we gonna get him out of a POW camp Captain?

Surrender to the Germans, Sergeant.

How else?

Captain?

Yes, Sergeant.

I want to make sure I understand you correctly.

In order to get Robert Barton out of a POW camp

We're gonna surrender to the Germans, right?

Not you Sergeant. Me.

I'm gonna surrender.

Well uh, Captain. Just what is it that we gonna do?

You'll escort me to the other side of the Mellon River.

To the general area of the POW camp.

We'll haul up there until tonight, when I bring Barton back.

That clear?

Alright. Saddle up.

Aired Mar 2, 1965

What is it?

Shh.

You got good hearing Sergeant.

Yeah.

Okay. The river.

Alright.

From here on, I'm on my own.

And the POW camp is 2 miles east of here.

This should give me a chance to get picked up by the Germans.

They'll take me for a straggler.

When do you figure on getting back, Captain?

Well, I got about 3 hours of daylight left.

That should give me time to get picked up by the Germans, get into camp, look around for Barton.

Sergeant, if I'm not back by 0400, take off.

That'll give you 2 hours of darkness to get home.

Capt. Once you get in that POW camp, how you gonna get out.

There's a way to get out.

One of our men was a prisoner there.

He dug a tunnel, had it camouflaged.

A couple of hours before he's gonna use it.

We move him to the rear of the truck. The truck broke down, he escaped.

Now that I know how to get out?

All I have to do is find a way to get in.

I don't get it. Uh, what's so important about getting this Barton out?

'Cause he's a hot shot war correspondent?

Harold Barton has the ear of the biggest brass in the ETO.

He's been exposed to information the krauts would give their right teeth for.

-See you. -Good luck.

(BOOM)

It's a mine.

Take it easy.

Follow in my footsteps.

Down.

Sarge. I'm getting out of ammo.

Pull back. Pull back.

What are we doing Sarge?

Keep firing 'till we run out of ammo.

All because some correspondent wouldn't stay in Paris's gutless gin.

(German)Ted, öffne das Tor.

Amerikaners.

I wouldn't know a war correspondent if I saw one.

(German)

Your regiment Sergeant.

Saunders, Sergeant. 12078299

Your mission, private.

Private Kirby, William G. 37428620

Well, you'll be here a little less than 48 hours. Please, let me warn you against trying to escape.

One of your countrymen was so foolish, last night.

Maybe Captain Reardon died for nothing.

Maybe Barton's in that grave.

Could be.

(German)

Nobody here. No war correspondent, no nuthin'.

He said there's a tunnel here someplace. Let's see if we can find it.

Doc, cover the window.

Hey Sarge. Over here.

Hi. My name is Saunders.

Where were you wounded.

When I was captured.

Where was that?

The krauts.

Jumped the command post I was at.

You must be Robert Barton.

How do you know about me?

A captain from G-2 was on his way here to help you escape.

We were his escorts.

He was killed.

We're gonna try to get you out of here.

No thanks.

I'm not interested.

Maybe you don't understand me Mr. Barton. We're here to try to help you escape.

There's a tunnel under this camp.

What tunnel? Where is it?

I don't know. We have to find it.

Come here Sergeant.

There's only one way out of here. He tried it last night.

Forget it Sergeant.

Well what are you trying to say. You want to be a prisoner of war?

It's better than being dead sonny. This war won't last forever.

We're gonna find that tunnel.

It's gotta be in this camp someplace.

Where Sergeant. We don't have the run of this whole place.

Neither did the men who dug the tunnel.

They'd have to do it under cover.

It isn't in here Sergeant.

How do you know it's not in here?

Dig a tunnel and there's loose dirt to hide. Right.

Where is it?

Hey Sarge. Here comes that major again.

There. Mister Barton.

It appears that you are a man of considerable importance.

I just got a message. My superiors believe you possess information vital to our operations.

Forget it.

I don't know a thing.

As a non combatant Mr. Barton, you could expect generous treatment.

Provided you cooperate, you understand.

Why don't you do something about his leg?

Perhaps you're right Sergeant. It does look bad.

Pain, is a barbarous thing.

What? Git.

Let it go.

Bleib hier drin.

Now you know why G-2 wants you out of here. They're getting ready to work you over.

They'll get nuthin' out of me.

What are you looking at?

What are you staring at?

A guy that doesn't even want to escape is a pretty poor risk.

Escape.

What escape?

There's no way out.

There isn't any tunnel.

Let's say there is Mr. Barton.

Then what?

(falling soot, a mess)

Hey Sarge.

Sarge, look at this.

Move that table over here.

This is where they hid it. It's packed between the ceiling and the roof frame.

It's got the same dirt.

There's ash in it.

Let's move this stove quick.

Doc. Littlejohn. Cover the windows.

Sarge. They're coming.

Hurry up.

They're at the gate Sergeant.

Okay.

That board, put that backup there.

As we said Mr. Barton, pain is a barbarous thing.

Why do you stand on that bad leg.

Contrary to your propaganda, we are not barbarians.

Morphine, for Mr. Barton.

Would you roll up your sleeve please.

There.

That should ease the pain, Mr. Barton.

Well.

You all look very comfortable.

Thank you.

You're very thoughtful Sergeant.

The pain, Mr. Barton?

-Better. -Oh good.

Oh, by the way, I have some good news for you.

I have made arrangements for an ambulance to take you to the rear tonight it should be here about 8 o'clock.

Meanwhile, that morphine should last till then.

I'll give you another shot before you leave.

Don't hurry on my account Sergeant.

You don't get the point. Once they move you outta here, you won't have a chance.

I don't have a chance with you either with this leg. So forget it.

Captain Reardon died for that.

Hey. Where you going Barton.

Mind your own business.

You stay put, you hear me.

-Where, where'd it come up. -It doesn't.

Now cover it up.

This tunnel was never finished. It ends in solid rock.

Why, Captain Reardon must have got the wrong dope huh.

Things seem to be going your way partner.

Consider yourselves lucky. This way you might live.

Sarge, can we dig it clear?

With this?

I still think Reardon could be right.

What do you mean?

This tunnel was dug a long time ago.

This isn't the tunnel we're looking for.

You lost me Sarge.

Take a look at this knife. I found it in the tunnel. It's rusted all the way through.

That couldn't happen in a couple of days.

The tunnel we're looking for could still be here someplace.

You never give up do you Sergeant.

Alright. Let's go over this place inch by inch.

I don't know Sarge. I covered every inch of this place. I can't find no tunnel.

It's not over there either.

It's gotta be here someplace. Reardon knew what he was talking about.

I don't know where it could be.

What's the matter?

Look at your smoke.

It's going right through.

Hey Littlejohn, come quick. We found it.

Bring a lantern.

Tell Doc to keep his eyes open.

Doc, we found it. The tunnel's on the back wall of the stall. Sarge is taking a look now.

How about it Sarge? Did it go all the way to the end?

Yeah it does, right outside. We'll have to wait 'till dark.

Tough luck Sergeant.

It doesn't get dark 'till almost eight. And that ambulance is coming to pick me up at 8.

This is as dark as it's gonna get.

Ready to go Barton?

How far do you think I can go on this leg.

They'll be coming for me in a few minutes.

And when they don't find me they'll come after us.

And I'll still be out there hobbling.

Waiting for a bullet in my back.

You're gonna make it alright. You have to believe that. You have to trust in us.

Ohh no.

I'm no hero Sergeant. No tin soldier.

I don't want to end up in a grave out in that yard.

You're coming with us.

-No, not me. -Now you listen to me.

Five men risked their lives to get you outta here. One of 'em's dead.

-You're coming with us. -I'm staying here.

I'm gonna wait for that ambulance..

No, not me, I'm not going. I'm staying here.

(gun click) (arguing)

(many loud voices)

Aufstehen. Aufstehen.

(German)

(German)

-Let's go, quick. -Come on.

-Sergeant, I'm not -Shut it.

-Get him over there. -I'm not gonna go. No.

I never spoke, Sergeant.

-One minute.. -Shut up.

Okay. I can't get in there.

Go on.

We're leaving.

Go on, get in there.

Doc.

Kirby. Littlejohn. When I give you the signal, you go.

Go.

Doc. You and Barton next.

-Go. No, no no. Wait, wait.

Listen.

That's my ambulance. I'm gonna go back.

(struggling)

Hold him. Hold him.

You listen to me. When I give you the signal, you'll go.

I don't care if it kills you. You got it?

You got it.

Mr. Barton. Your ambulance is here.

Mr. Barton!

Draka. Die Americaners. Sie sind nicht hier.

Alarmieren die Flaga.

Schnell. Alarmieren die Flaga.

Alarmieren die Flaga. Schnell.

We're gonna play now.

When they stop, you go.

Go!

(Alarm klaxon wails)

Hey Sarge, look.

What's the matter Barton, your leg?

Nope. I'm gonna get killed. That's what's the matter.

I'm afraid Saunders, afraid.

You don't understand that do you?

Sure I do. I'm afraid too.

We are allowed. Didn't you know that?

You think you write about soldiers.

But all you write about is the war.

There's a difference.

Come on.

I thought I heard something.

How far is the river?

I can't go much further.

You're better over the next hill.

We'll make it Barton.

Let's go.

Halt.

Hände hoch. Hoch. Hier.

Hey kraut.

You alright?

Thanks.

Let's go home.

Sergeant.

How's your leg?

Better.

You leaving?

I got a story to write.

About soldiers.

Subs by Jack T