Counterpoint
- Year:
- 1967
- 107 min
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Our conductor got us full coverage,
General.
AP, UP, Routers and the first
string music critic from Le Monde.
giving this outfit the shaft.
General Patton gets Marlene Dietrich,
Bradley gets Bob Hope,
we get culture
in a bombed out Belgium opera house.
The 82nd Airborne has Scheduled
a performance at the Royal Ballet.
- At least the ballet's got girls.
- Don't worry, we've got girls.
All military personnel.
Report to your units immediately.
Gentlemen, it seems we're involved
in a mass exodus.
I trust it isn't entirely
the result of your performance.
We've got to evacuate. German's
have started a counter offensive.
Keep your places!
The enemy has cut off all roads
to Baston. Head North to Huy.
Each of you is responsible for your
instruments, music and yourselves.
Section leaders are responsible
for their sections.
None will board
the bus until all are ready.
For the first time, this
orchestra will finish together.
- Lionel, hurry up!
- Maestro!
Presto!
Come on, hurry up!
All right, Henry, get going!
If you're heading for Huy forget it.
Could be a Berlin suburb by now.
You'd best go north to Stavelot.
3rd Army is in control there.
Thanks.
Hey USO,
say hello to Betty Grable for me.
- Who's Betty Grable?
- An American film-star.
Patrol 17.
Dorothy, put the Viola on the floor.
Instruments aren't easy to replace.
But musicians are.
What is it?
Everyone stay where he is.
I'll handle this.
Keep your high-school German to
yourself and don't give me orders.
All right. I'm Lionel Evens,
the conductor of this orchestra.
This man is our driver.
We are all non-combatants.
- Non-combatants?
- Yes.
And what are you? Spanish? Brazilian?
They're not Army.
They're entertainers.
And you? What are you?
- Swedish?
- Corporal. US Army. I'm a soldier.
Wrong.
You are nothing.
He was a prisoner, as you are.
You can't do this.
I have orders.
Every prisoner taken
in this offensive shall be shot.
I don't care what your orders say.
They don't apply to us.
- Do you read French?
- No.
You better take a look at this!
We're not just a bunch
of itinerate fiddlers,
we're a highly respected
international symphony orchestra.
If you make the mistake of shooting
us, you'll be a lieutenant forever.
I'll take you back to division
headquarters and confirm the orders.
- Get back on the bus.
- We should be allowed to go...
Enough! Get back on the bus.
The wheel must be changed. You two.
Go and do it!
Hurry up!
Penguins.
Bravo.
Minor executive. I've dealt
with that type all my life.
The thing they do best is pass
the buck.
Panzer division.
Operating out
of an authentic medieval castle.
That is where the buck stops.
Come Captain.
Send this message to Luetzdorf.
Without fuel, we'll be trapped here.
We're aware the
Americans know of our whereabouts.
English, Captain, English.
I enjoy surprising
Coronel Arndt occasionally.
There's only one pair of eyes.
But more than his usual
accompaniment of ears.
Put it there.
Careful. It means a lot to me.
I've made our position obvious
so the Americans
will suspect deception.
And anticipate a strike
on their munitions dumps in Spa.
Therefore, we'll do the obvious
and attack Namur.
But I need appropriate fuel
from my reserve stores.
I'll send out three armored units
at dusk.
We have to force the Americans
to wasting their strength at Spa.
In Clausewitz's, "The Art of War", he
warns against overuse of deception.
Captain Klingerman,
20th Century war cannot be solved by
a 19th Century mind.
Clausewitz was never immobilized by
the shortage of fuel for his tanks.
The Partisans have been executed.
an antidote to boredom.
Becker, quick.
Take these men to the barracks.
Yes, sir. Come on. Let's go.
Stop.
A bus.
Lieutenant Heisse has captured a bus.
It probably will run out of fuel.
- Who are they?
- An American symphony orchestra.
You took soldiers to
the front to escort prisoners?
- I thought that as they're not...
- You thought?
Keep to your orders!
Demand that we be
released immediately. Tell him!
Do you understand?
With the others.
Take him with the others. Quickly!
Hurry! Form a group with the others!
Are you sleeping?
More quickly.
All together!
It's not true, Alfred.
This is a nightmare.
Prepare arms!
Load arms!
Stop this! Do you hear me!
Stop this!
- Aim!
- You can't do this!
Coronel Arndt!
Have you gone mad?
Bring this man to me.
It's Lionel Evans!
Who is Lionel Evens?
Come with me.
Hold on.
I want my people released
immediately. You cannot do this.
- I want your commanding officer.
- Silence!
I'm not a prisoner.
I'm not a combatant.
- I remind you the Geneva Convention.
- Coronel Arndt!
I should not like Mr. Evens
shot before we've been introduced.
General Schiller,
may I present Mr. Lionel Evans.
I am Captain Klingerman,
a devoted admirer, Mr. Evans.
I possess a collection of your
recordings I believe to be definitive.
I once had the privilege of attending
one of your piano recitals. In Vienna.
Your only appearance there.
You were superb.
- I was rotten.
- No, you were superb.
I mean, technically.
But you were very young then,
at the time.
General.
- My men are waiting.
- Why don't you join them?
Fresh air! Essential to health.
Your body is a temple.
Do not neglect it.
Heil Hitler.
Please forgive
the intramural bickering of command.
- I wouldn't tolerate it
- A refreshing attitude.
Please, come up.
You may leave.
Especially from one in your position.
Please. Excuse me.
Yes.
Yes, yes.
Go to Butzenback.
General Schiller...
They've all been told.
No, to Butzenback.
Let us go.
- We have our orders.
- We're no conceivable military threat.
Extra mouth to feed.
Provision for shelter.
These things constitute a drain
on our resources.
of 70 uniquely skilled people.
Then your appeal is made
for the privileged few.
Rather than in the name of humanity.
- You're not succeeding.
- Then switch the appeal to threat.
- The execution of my musicians...
- And their conductor.
...would be an act of atrocity.
Not only a barbarian...
You Americans,
so addicted to stereotypes.
It would be the act of an imbecile.
I am a soldier. And I have my orders.
It's nice, isn't it?
It traveled with me half way across
North Africa and Western Europe.
Out of my favorite gear. Along
with pictures of my favorite nieces.
Of course.
I'm an amateur.
Schadenfreude.
Only the German language
could provide a word meaning
pleasure derived
from someone else's pain.
May I remind you that the word
sadism comes from the French.
- I'm trying to think American.
- Excellent.
Then you'll be reasonable.
This division's offensive has been
delayed by lack of fuel for tanks.
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