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( theme song playing )

...neun, zehn, elf, zwolf,
dreizehn, vierzehn, funfzehn.

KLINK:
Report.

Herr Kommandant, all present.

Colonel Hogan, how many
prisoners in this section?

Fifteen.

Correction.

Sixteen.

English commando.

Part of a group
that landed

to sabotage an
ammunition depot.

They were all captured
immediately, of course.

Your people, Hogan,

( scoffs ):
really so ineffective.

Sure he's one of ours?

Quite sure.

I have to hand it
to you, sir.

You're to be congratulated.

Colonel Hogan.

You shouldn't wipe your
hand on the commandant.

Well, you won't give us
a roller towel.

We almost ruddy well
pulled it off.

The charges was all planted.

Only had to connect
two flipping wires on the timer

when they ran us off.

Caught the lot of us.

The rest of the blokes
are being sent

to Kleinfeld prison.

What makes this ammo
dump so important?

Well, this here
German General Schmidt

has his command center there.

He's staging
for some big attack somewhere.

Headquarters don't know
where he's going to hit,

and they was hoping
that getting the dump

would stop him
before he got started.

And all the explosives
are still planted there?

The lot.
They never spotted any of it.

All that has to happen

is just two little wires
connected and blooey, huh?

Right. Thanks.

Hey, Colonel, you're
not thinking...

Come on, Carter,
don't be negative.

I won't take you with me.

You weren't thinking
of going there?

Why not,
it's in the neighborhood.

You mean you're going
to stage a raid

from a prison camp?

You must be daft.

That's 50 miles away,

right through the heart
of Germany.

How are you going
to get there?

Through our local Travelers Aid
man, Colonel Klink.

( knocking on door )
Come in.

Oh, glad I was able
to catch you, sir.

Afraid you'd be gone
before I had a chance

to say good-bye.
Good-bye?

Yeah, the, uh, boys and I
wanted you to have this

as a farewell gift.

Farewell?
What are you talking about?

You haven't heard?

I didn't want to be the one
to tell you.

Uh, forget I was here.

Not so fast.

It's probably just a wild rumor.

Take the gift. Use it. Enjoy it.

Wherever they send you.

"Wherever they send..."?

You know something, Hogan.

Out with it.

( sighs )

They're closing the camp.

Closing the camp?

Hah, that's ridiculous.

The handwriting's
on the wall.

How many prisoners
did you get in today.

One.

How many did they capture?

Seven.

Six went to Kleinfeld.

Six.

You got one.

Six to one.

And yours with a busted flipper,
a factory second.

It means nothing.

I could pick up those other six
if I wanted them

by just making one phone call.

Sure, sure, but, you know,
once these rumors get started,

yeah, it's a good thing
you have your winter uniform

for the Ural Mountains.

Russia.

That was the other half
of the rumor, yeah.

Oh, you'll like it
up there.

That nice, clean,
fresh mountain air.

Those are the Urals,

up in the ice and snow,
aren't they?

Ice. Snow.

Give me General Schmidt's
Headquarters.

I'll show them who's
closing this camp.

Hello.

This is Colonel Klink.

I won't tolerate this.

You caught seven
paratroopers. Seven.

What do I get? Just one.

One paratrooper

and with a busted
flipper no less.

I want the other six, too.

Certainly I can handle them.

I'll send a truck.

So much for your rumors.

I send a truck,
I get them all.

So, no farewells.

Strange. I seem to have
one just like this.

We heard you'd lost it.

That's why we got it.

I know the fellows
would want you to have it.

Sort of
a welcome home gift.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Transportation's arranged.

Klink inspects every inch

of every truck
that leaves here.

I don't see where
we can hide...

Carter, nothing's easy.

Kommen Sie hier.

I'm Sergeant Schultz
from Stalag 13.

I come to pick up
the paratroopers.

Gut.

( door creaks )

( bottles clatter )

This is the last
party I take you to.

( bottles clatter )

I don't know why they have
to put all these goodies

underneath an
ammunition dump.

Hello.

This may go down as the
greatest crime of the war.

( timer rings softly,
bottle clatters )

I'm going to set this
to blow in 20 minutes.

Let's get out of here.

( man and woman laughing )

Check that.

( man and woman laughing )

Mmm.

Mmm.

General, it's very late.

I have to go.

Oh, no, no, no.

I must rejoin my
division so soon.

You must stay for at
least one more drink.

( chuckles )

Oh.Oh.

I shall go get
another bottle, huh?

Okay.

Charming.

Oh, that's...
( chuckling )

Colonel Hoga...

Are you going
to drink that now?

It's not for me,
it's for him.

You do the honors.

Mein kleines Puppchen.

( laughs )

Now, don't go away.

You stay right there.

GENERAL:
I get some nice,
cold champagne.

Oh, Liebling, you stay
right where you are, huh.

I shall be back immediately.

( glass shatters, thudding )

General?

Herr General Schmidt?

( gasps )

Auf Wiedersehen.

Oh, General.

Auf Wiedersehen,
Puppchen.

Let's get out of here.

Let's get our prisoner first.

We haven't got time...

Our what?!

Our prisoner.

We can't keep a prisoner.

Well, we've got
our own prison.

What better place
to keep him in?

But we're prisoners.
So, what?

Just because
we're prisoners

doesn't mean we can't have
our own prisoners.

It's impossible.

There's a rule
or something?

The Geneva convention,
not a word.

We've got our rights.

We're as good as they are.

Look, if the Germans can have
an American prisoner,

why can't the American prisoners
have a German prisoner?

If we're wrong, what are they
going to do, lock us up?

Raus!

Everybody, raus, raus,
raus, raus, raus!

Back, back, back, back!

Mach schnell!

Raus...!

Achtung!

( yells in German )

Back, back, back, back!

( yells in German )

( speaks in German )

Achtung!

I'm Sergeant Schultz.

You are now in Stalag 13
from which

no one escapes,
ever. Ever!

You understand?

Now then...

What are you doing?

Official duties, Schultz.

You've got newcomers,
I'm with the welcome wagon.

Welcome?
Yeah.

Everything go okay?
You got all seven?

Yeah, of course.
Good.

I have only six.

Six? Schultz, you
lost one already.

No, I didn't lose anybody.

You must have.

We've got seven
beds waiting.

Now, how did it happen?

You went over a bumpy road
and one got tossed out, huh?

No, the road
was not that bumpy.

But there were bumps.

What is the commandant
going to say?

( groans ):
The commandant.

Back in the truck, quick.

He's probably laying
by the side of the road

near the bumps. Go ahead.

( Schultz yelling in German )

Hey, Schultz, hold it a minute.

You're in luck.

He's still here.

You sure did bump him.

He's still groggy.

What's his name?

Uh, uh...
Uh, B-B-B-B...

Finnegan.
Finnegan.

Finnegan?
Finnegan.

You don't even have his
name on the list, Schultz.

There.

Seven men,
seven names.

Schultz, I can't keep
on doing this for you.

Oh, danke.

If ever I can do
something for you.

I'll think of something.

Commandos, get
him out of here.

Tell Kinch to notify London
about the new prisoner.

We won't have
him that long.

When Schmidt wakes up,

he goes right to
Klink, and he's out.

Wrong. I go to Klink first.

He's in.

You see what they think of me,
Colonel Hogan?

I ask for the prisoners
and poof, they're here.

( gasps )

What is it?

The Grey Phantom?

The what, what?

Nothing, nothing.

What did you see here?

No more questions, sir.

I'm no match for you.

You're a master interrogator.

I'd better go.

Just a minute,
Hogan! Sit down!

There is something on that
list that frightened you.

What, Hogan? What?

Why did he have to come here?

He's going to escape
and spoil your perfect record,

and we're going
to get the blame.

No one escapes
from Stalag 13.

Yeah, the Grey Phantom will.

Master of
a thousand disguises.

Speaks German fluently.

He can masquerade as anyone.

No camp's going to hold him.

He'll be out of here
in 24 hours.

Which one is it?

What am I doing?

I've said too much already.

I'm an American.

It's my job
to help him escape.

Of course
I understand.

Now, which one is it?

It's...

Colonel, there's a prisoner here
who demands to see you.

Not now,
not now.
Herr...

The Phantom.

I am General Karl Schmidt.

I demand
to be released immediately!

General Schmidt.

Oh, you recognize
him, Colonel Hogan,

even with those
clothes, huh?

Famous General Schmidt.

Who wouldn't?

Oh, of course,
of course.

General, what can
I do for you?

That's better.

Now, I must get in touch
with my command immediately.

Certainly,
certainly.

Take your hands off
that phone, General.

You cannot
call anyone,

because you were killed
yesterday

when your ammunition depot
blew up.

I am not dead.

You may regret...

Silence!

You can stop
this outrageous masquerade,

because I know who you are,
and escape is impossible.

But Colonel, he really is...

That will be all.

Guard!

You blind fool!

You will regret this.

( speaking German )

Colonel, aren't you afraid
that he...?

I admire your efforts,
Colonel Hogan,

but they are useless.

He will not escape,

not in 24 hours,
not in 24 years.

No matter how
hard he tries,

I can assure you,
he won't fool me.

You're so cunning.

Well, reservations
are confirmed.

Compliments from London,
Colonel,

on blowing up that dump.

But they want us
to get the location

of the attack
from Schmidt.

Well, if we can get him
to contact his staff,

we'd have the location, right?

Let me give it a whirl.

Colonel was kind of
rough on you, General.

Yeah. The fool!

Yeah. A shame

he wouldn't let you
make that phone call,

so you could
contact your aide,

he'd identify you and
get you out of here.

Maybe if you, uh,
sent a message.

You can get word out?

Bribe one of
the guards.

Where do you
want it sent?

( sighs )

I cannot reveal where they are,

not for five days.

I can wait until then.

All right.
Suit yourself.

Whenever you're ready.

Well?

It isn't going
to be easy.

He won't talk
to save his life.

Or will he?

I think the General's
going to be ill,

deathly ill.

Newkirk, we
have a job

for the mighty
Hogan Art Players.

Ah, I still
can't figure

why the Colonel didn't
recognize you, sir.

I knew it was
you, right off.

Uh, Dummkopf!

He will pay for that.

Of course you do look different
from your picture.

The neck is fuller.

Yeah?

Everything will turn out
all right in the end.

Your neck, sir--

how long has it been swollen
like that?

My neck?

My neck is not swollen.

Maybe it just happened.

Maybe there's still time.

What is all this
neck, neck, neck?

What?

Shackleitis.

Double Prison Plague.

DPP we call it for short.

Starts with the neck.

Always a killer.

See over there.

Two went last Monday,

just like that.

But I feel fine.

Don't say that.

Feeling fine is
a definite symptom.

We've got to get you
outside medical attention.

Oh, ridiculous.

It is ridiculous, sir,

to think that
they'd-they'd help you

as long
as you're just a prisoner.

Let me contact your staff

and get you
out of here

and into a
hospital.

Why are you so anxious
to help me?

Because I admire you.

Hah!

All right.

You see through me.

There is
something I want.

Ah. So?

I'm an ambitious man,

and I see the way
the war is going.

Today you have Europe.

Tomorrow you'll be in America.

Yeah. What is it you want?

Cleveland.

Cleveland?

I want to be Burgermeister.

Oh, you won't have
to worry about me, sir.

I'll be loyal.
One set of books.

How about it?

I do you a favor now,
you do me a favor later.

Ja, Schmidt will be in America.

But for you, no Cleveland.

No nothing.

I do not need your help.

I need no help

from anyone.

Kelly, Johnson--

they said the
same thing.

If they only
had your chance

for outside treatment.

Oh, it's-it's only
a little sore throat.

Promise you'll notify me

if you develop the
next symptom, huh?

Fever, hot flashes,
body all burning up.

Oh, why won't you let
me notify your staff?

Look, call me
if you start feeling warmer.

Immediately,

while there's
still time.

Oh, oh!

Oh!

Oh, it's certainly
turned cold,

didn't it, General?

Freezing out there.

Brr.

Oh! Don't you
feel it, General?

Hey.

Hey, what about a drop
of the old soup, eh?

It'll warm you
up really good.

Re...

My, you're perspiring,
aren't...?

What is it?

Oh, my goodness!

Colonel Hogan!

Quick, quick.

What is it?
What is it?

Look, look,
he's-he's perspiring.

Oh. More blankets
on the double.

He'll be all right.

Yeah, you're going
to be all right.

Just like they said,
probably a cold.

So... warm.

Yeah.

If it were shackleitis,
there'd be other symptoms.

Like you couldn't
move your legs,

as though they
were chained.

But you can move
your legs all right,

can't you?

I'm not so sure.

He can't move his legs.

It's like they were chained.

Oh, no!

Not another one!

First Kelly!

Then Johnson.

And now...

Oh, he's so young.

So young...

Oh, why? Why? Why?

Lebeau is a
bit emotional.

Don't pay any
attention, sir.

As you said,
it's just a cold.

( muffled groaning )

You're going
to be okay,

as long as you
don't get the
chills and shakes.

You're going to be okay.

What's happening?

What is this?

No. No!

So many books
to be written,

so many songs
to be sung.

( groans )

It's nothing, sir.

Nothing. As you said,
it's just a cold.

Do you leave a
family behind?

( groans )
Medic!

HOGAN:
Fire!

( yelps )

He's got such a fever,
the bedding's on fire.

Don't worry
about it, sir.

Afterward, we
would have had

to burn the
bedding anyway.

Look out!

Oh.

HOGAN:
No, no,

not yet!

Don't look, sir.
Outside,

outside! Later, later!

If only we could
notify someone,

anyone.

( strained muttering )

Roger, I'll tell him.

London says if they're going
to prepare for the attack,

they've got
to have that information now.

Tell them to
stand by, Kinch.

I think Schmidt
is just about
ready to crack.

I'm going to go
tell the fellows

to prepare for
Operation Reindeer.

Right.

This is Goldilocks.

Come in, Papa Bear.

* Jingle bells

* Jingle all the way

* Oh what fun it is to ride *

* On a one horse
open sleigh, hey *

* Jingle bells, jingle bells *

* Jingle all the way *

* Hey, hey, hey *

* Oh, what fun it is to ride

* In a one horse open sleigh. *

What is those here?

Christmas tree.

Christmas?

But Christmas is
three months away.

We wanted to be
sure you had it.

( pitch pipe sounds note )

( humming in harmony )

* Good King Wenceslas
looked out *

* On the Feast of Stephen *

* When the snow lay
round about *

* Deep and crisp and even... *

( humming )

Ho, ho, ho, ho.

Ho, ho, ho, ho.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Ho, ho, ho.

How am I doing?

Excellent, Schultz,
excellent.

Oh, it's the least
I could do for him

after I gave him such
a bumpy ride.

The presents, fellas.
Merry
Christmas.

Merry Christmas.
Hey, Merry
Christmas.

Merry Christmas, General.
Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Wait a minute. Flowers?
What kind of gift

is that?

Another day,
and he'll be up

to his ears
in flowers.

Merry Christmas.

Who gave him
the magazine?

I did, Colonel.

What? Why don't you
use your head, huh?

What good is
a magazine?

There's no point

in him starting
any serials.

Take it easy,
General.

You better leave.

No more excitement.

You guys are
thoughtless.

Here's a poor,
dying man,

gasping for his
last breath,

lucky to live
the night,

and you guys are doing
things to upset him.

Dying?

Didn't mean to
let that slip out.

You've got to get
out of here somehow

and get some
help, sir.

Otherwise...

One more
chorus, fellas.

( pitch pipe plays note )

( humming )

* Good King Wenceslas
looked out *

All-All right.

* On the Feast of Stephen *

Stop.

* When the snow... *
Stop!

You must take a message for me.

Who to, General?

To Major Umblicht.

He is in...

Yes? Yes?

Heidelheim.

Heidelheim?

ALL:
Heidelheim.

* Heidelheim

* Heidelheim

* Heidelheim, Heidelheim *

* Heidel, Heidel Heim... *

Are you sure
the message will get through?

That I can
guarantee, General.

Hogan, how can I
ever repay you?

I've been thinking
about that.

You know our
Burgermeister talk?

Yeah.

How about throwing
in Cincinnati?

I don't get it.

We break out of one prison camp,

then the underground
sends us here.

Simple, friend.

We act as a processing center
for escapees.

We can prepare you better

for your permanent break out
of this country.

Yeah. You, see
while you are here,

you're both going
to assume the identities

of two of our graduates

who are ready
for the big bust-out.

You're going to take the name
of Walters,

and you'll be Schmidt.

Or, uh, uh, Finnegan.

Yeah. That way,
nobody ever really seems

to escape
from here, right?

Come on. Come.

Fellows.

Look at it this
way, General.

It's all
for the best.

Walters will get
you safely back

to a nice cozy
English prison,

and inasmuch as your
attack was wiped out,

you can always say

you were being
held prisoner

in an English
prison camp.

We'd better get cracking.

Yeah. Don't forget the
I.D. papers, the money.

The lot.

Okay, good
enough. Go.

Uh, uh, General,
uh, just one thing.

You just don't look right.

You're not going
to convince anybody

looking like that.

You've got to look
like a German.

And remember,
don't speak English.

Yeah.

Act like a German
at all times.

Yeah.

And remember, Walters,
keep after him.

You bet.

If he starts speaking
English, remind him.

Good-bye, General.

It's been fun.

Lebeau will leave
a light in the window.