Dark Blue World Page #4

No, wasps don't die,

they are allowed to sting as much as they like.

But they are not allowed to make honey.

Good smell!

It's awful!

Forgive me. I was such an idiot.

Forget it... you were very angry...

it was attractive.

Look at him.

He's very sweet.

He can't stop talking about you.

Oh dear.

He is a good man. You can trust him.

I don't know.

I don't know what I'm doing these days.

It's natural.

The war.

It's not natural. I'm married.

I'm going to marry David.

And you. Married?

No, he's not.

But he has a serious girl-friend back home. Haven't you?

Her name is Hanicka.

That's a pretty name.

I have to prepare some supper for the children.

Shall we go inside?

- Well, what do you think? - Beautiful, Karel.

Really beautiful.

Not asleep, Honza?

Jura Sysel died,

so I'm scoring his favorite tune for the English

to play at his funeral.

There are so many parts,

the clarinet,

all the brass...

it takes some doing to sound right.

Keep at it...

Know what I'm sad about?

No. What?

I really liked Sysel,

but I never told him.

Men don't talk about such things

but I'm sure he knew.

He couldn't have,

because I didn't know myself.

He got on my nerves.

His Moravian yodeling really pissed me off.

It's only now I know I liked him.

Let's get some sleep.

In war men should tell each other how they feel.

Nothing wrong with him.

Just his face smashed up We'll get him in the morning.

Honza?

Who messed you up like this?

Kolichek.

He hit me... I hit the stove.

Herr Commandant has a hard stove.

He's a snake.

Check my fingers.

God I hope my fingers are all right.

They're okay.

You'll play again.

They are all the same.

The same blows. Nazi interrogations, Communist interrogations,

no difference.

- Also a pilot? - It's Machaty, the pianist.

So tell me Herr Slama why are you all locked up in here?

I understand why I'm here.

We lost the war and must be punished.

But you? I don't understand.

What did you do to them?

Nothing.

Nothing?

- But what were you tried for? - There was no trial.

Well, well, Machaty.

Back in England I bet you never dreamt

they'd welcome you home with such a sad song.

You said it.

Had you known, you wouldn't have fought us so?

That's where you're wrong.

"Dear Karel,"

"please don't come and see me anymore. "

"I know this will be hard for you, but I can't help it. "

"I'd like you to think well of me"

"and I'm sorry if I've hurt you."

"But please don't even write to me. "

"Look after yourself. Susan."

Did she say anything about me?

She said you were sweet.

Sweet, sweet...

Something she didn't like about me?

No, nothing. You can't drive in this fog.

Who'd I bump into? No one drives in such fog.

Some other love-sick idiot like you?

I have to see her.

Listen to me.

Maybe she's worried that I'm...

too young?

Did she say I was sweet once or twice?

Six times, you fool.

Go on then.

But be careful.

Good afternoon.

He's just left to go and see you.

He must have passed you on the road.

If we hurry we can catch him up.

Do you want me to drive?

You must be tired...

I didn't come to see him.

I don't understand.

I came to see you.

Good day, gentlemen.

The target is the submarine dock at Brest.

You will be escorting the bombers on their return journey.

Rendezvous with them at 16.15 hours

in this area, here...

Can you believe it? She wasn't home.

A strange woman was there.

- Where did you sleep? - In the car.

She went to see her brother in London.

Red Section will cover the rest of the escort

at twenty-two thousand feet.

Why do I have to get the shits before each flight?

Better before than during.

Blue four.

My engine is playing up.

Permission to return to base, Franta?

What's the problem?

It's misfiring, losing power.

Permission granted.

Silence over the air!

Sorry Sir, but it was important.

Set your course to 250. Rendezvous in two minutes.

Blue Leader to Wizard. Taking our position.

You might call them small tits,

but you should see them!

Please speak English!

Spearhead Leader to Blue Leader,

could you take your section down to baby-sit that straggler?

Spearhead Leader, this is Blue Leader.

I don't understand.

Five o'clock, flying on one engine.

Roger, we'll look after the baby. Blue Section, let's go.

- Number Two, Roger. - Number Three, Roger.

Messerschmitts! Franta, watch out!

Please speak English.

Bandits two o'clock high.

We have company Sir.

How many?

Three... no, four Messerschmitts.

Get among them so they can't aim! Tally ho!

Karel, get him!

Great, my boy!

Well done, Karel.

Go lower, Machaty.

Take the one in the back.

Machaty, watch your backside!

Blue Leader, speak to me please.

There are three more, sir.

When Goliath spits in his eye....

David swings his sling...

One was big and one had courage...

Goliaaath!

My first!

It's my first!

If we ever get home, I'm going to kiss you.

I'm getting to like you chaps, more and more.

Carry on.

Hey, someone promised me

a kiss over the radio.

It was me!

Franto...

There's something I've got to tell you.

No, Franta.

- It's important - I need to talk to you.

- Karel, listen - No, listen to me!

You listen to me!

It's so nice to be in love.

She may not want me,

but I'm still happy.

Maybe a little unhappy too,

but still happy.

Are you asleep?

Look, Karel...

Remember when you went to see her

in that terrible fog?

Susan...

came here to see me.

I told her we were best friends,

and sent her away.

I was afraid to tell you then.

But you should know,

even if it hurts.

I've a really bad toothache.

- You're not going up today? - I must see the dentist.

Know what the mechanics call you? Boomerang.

Takes off and comes right back.

When your engine's...

There's nothing wrong with your engine. They checked it.

I can't help it.

I get diarrhea before each flight and throw up when we land.

I only eat what comes up easily.

Porridge, custard...

You could apply for a transfer to the ground crew.

No one would blame you.

- You mean not fly anymore! - I'd be the first to regret it.

I feel safer having you behind me.

I'll see the dentist tomorrow.

And all the way, I kept asking myself: Why was I going there?

The only answer was that

I wanted her to write Karel a kinder letter.

To give him some hope.

Yes, that was it.

But I forgot it was Sunday.

Visiting day for the parents of Susan's evacuees.

Good afternoon.

I'm afraid I must have lost my way.

I'm trying to get to London.

London? My dear man,

you really need to go back the way you came

and turn right onto the main road.

You could also keep going along this road,

but please do drive very slowly.

It's full of potholes after the rain.

Thank you.

I will drive slowly.

If they all have such a rotten sense of direction,

we'll never win the war.

Where were you?

In London. At the Embassy.

Get into a fight there?

No. Why?

Your button's missing.

Really?

I'll ask Pierce to see to it tomorrow.

That's my locker.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes