Desperate Journey Page #6

Mr. Forbes.

- Yes, kid?

- I'm sorry I forgot to dodge those bullets.

- What are you talking about?

Soon as the doctor takes them out, you can

wear them on your watch chains for charms.

Would you...?

You'd better not talk any more now,

kid.

You're a lucky guy.

I envy you, lying there...

...with a pretty nurse

to take care of you and everything.

If this doesn't work out,

tell the others good luck.

But you'll be telling them yourself

in half an hour.

- You think so?

- Why, sure.

Tell Dad I only had 42 Jerries to go.

You can bring your friends

into the outer office if you wish.

You can trust me. You're not the first

I've helped to escape.

Hey, there.

The wound seems to be pretty deep.

Look.

Why don't you tell them, huh?

- Why don't you say what's in your mind?

- Terry, sit down.

We'd all be safe in England

if I'd obeyed the skipper's orders.

He'd still be alive if it weren't for me.

Hollis wouldn't be fighting for his life

if I hadn't led you on a crazy stunt.

Go on. Go ahead.

- Say it.

- You're in command, Terry.

You did what you thought best.

- We'd have all done the same thing.

- Sure, we would.

You wouldn't have,

because you were right and I was wrong.

All right, from now on,

you're in command.

When we want a change,

we'll ask for it.

We've stuck this far.

We'll stick all the way.

Can I see Dr. Mather?

I'm sorry, but the doctor is busy.

Secret State Police, miss.

In the other room, quick.

Police.

There's a room across the hall.

Where is the soldier

who spoke English?

Not in here. The doctor is operating.

Where is the man

who brought the soldier in here?

I don't have any idea.

Please, do not disturb me in my work.

Looking for who brought Hollis.

- Answer me, where is the man?

- I don't know.

Stop it! Stop it!

Here, I'll handle this.

Try to get out the back way.

Hey, wait a minute. Let's toss for this.

Leave me alone.

This is a matter of life and death.

If you don't tell me right away

where he is, I will break your neck.

Hands up.

- What's he say?

- Hold up your hands.

Hands up.

Ask him, please,

to let the doctor finish his work.

I'm the one they're looking for.

That is the man you're looking for.

Tell him to bring his comrade

to my car.

He orders you to carry

your comrade out to his car.

But I can't do that. The boy will die.

I'll go with him.

But you can't touch the boy now.

- Oh, be quiet! Nobody asked you!

I told you fellows to be on your way.

We know when to disobey orders too.

Gentlemen, your comrade is dead.

I can't thank you enough, both of you.

I am sorry I couldn't save the boy.

I know you did all you could.

Don't worry about the Gestapo men.

We'll dispose of them

so that you won't be suspected.

- Goodbye, sir.

- Goodbye and good fortune.

Thank you.

I'll be leaving soon for my home

in Mnster.

If you come that way, my father and I

will help you as we've helped others.

- We'll make it a point to come that way.

- The address, 37 Bismarckstrasse.

- My father's name is Herr Brahms.

- Brahms.

- Good luck.

- Thank you.

There's some corner of a foreign field

That is forever England.

We make Stendal by dawn.

Let's get moving.

Keep riding.

Halt.

Where to?

Army supplies to Warnsdorf.

Okay. Can pass.

Hey. Where you coming from?

- Good evening, captain. On the way to...

- Help my driver to get my car going.

- Yes, captain. Give a hand.

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come.

Here. You are strong enough for this job.

Oh.

The back wheel here,

that's the hardest job...

...you understand?

We must get that out first.

Captain, would you please

come out here?

- What do you want from me?

- To look over the damage, captain.

- Something is wrong with the car there.

- Where?

All right. You fellows give her

a shove forward and I'll put her in gear.

That a captain of the German air force...

...is fooled that much by fugitive English

prisoners, that is too much.

But major, I told you.

They all wore German uniforms.

Yes, yes. One moment, please.

Telephone, captain.

Eggerstedt, air force.

Yes? What? Muenster?

- Imagine. They found my car in Muenster.

- In Muenster?

Call Staaken right away.

Have a plane ready.

Give me Staaken, quick.

- Good evening, gentlemen.

- Good evening.

Excuse me.

Is Miss Kaethe Brahms at home?

I'm very sorry, but my daughter

is out of town.

Tell her what she said about helping

like she helped others.

Oh, I think I understand.

Come in. Come in.

- Hermann?

Yeah?

These are the gentlemen sent

by Kaethe.

Oh, that's fine. I'm Kaethe's father.

Very happy to know you. Forbes.

Glad to know you, sir.

- Forrest.

- You are welcome.

- Hammond.

- Glad to have you.

- Edwards.

- Oh, sure.

- Do I smell food?

- Oh, heh, heh.

That's the first time I ever ate

a turkey stuffed with a rabbit.

And I thought Goring was the only man

in Germany who had enough to eat.

What do you do,

print your own food coupons?

Ration cards don't bother me.

I've been careful...

...to maintain friendship

with the highest-placed Nazi in Munster.

That must be a dangerous

sort of friendship.

Perhaps. But necessary

to continue to work...

...under the very noses

of Germany's oppressors.

And I shall continue, for I know

that Germany's only hope lies...

...in the defeat of the Nazi armies.

Not so loud.

You'll manage to get us

in the concentration camp.

My wife is always afraid of the police.

She thinks even the walls have ears.

Sure.

- No, thank you.

Well, sometimes the waiting

is very hard.

I listen on my secret radio.

I hear of the men and planes

America is sending.

Sixty thousand planes a year, I heard.

And it's only the beginning.

Only the beginning.

Oh, wonderful. Wonderful.

But when they make planes so quickly,

I hope they are good.

We've only had squawks

from the Messerschmitt.

Oh, fine.

But just to have planes

and to drop bombs.

We think it's necessary to invade.

To smash these men

right on their own soil.

- Oh, well, we're gonna get around to that.

- Yes, sure, but when?

Well, so far, Winston and Franklin

haven't taken us into their confidence.

And the funny thing is they seem

to be doing all right without our help.

I don't like to eat and run,

but we should be moving.

Most of my guests have been glad

of the chance to sleep in good beds.

So would we.

But we got hold of some information...

...we're anxious to get back to England

before it cools off.

Oh, I see. I see. Something urgent?

Well, we think it is.

I'll phone to one of my friends

who will give you his automobile.

Will you excuse me, please? Thank you.

You're a gay brother.

You look like an old uncle of mine

in Potsdam.

- He could eat two schnitzels at once.

- Yes? You?

She's cute, huh? What'd she say?

She said you remind her

of an uncle she's got in Potsdam.

He was nuts.

Ha, ha, ha.

Oh, yeah?

You'd better eat your strudel.

He'll bust.

lt'll be easier for three to get

out of the country than four, so here goes.

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