Dunkirk Page #2

Oh, fine. Just fine.

Wet the baby's head, Holden.

What'll you have?

Scotch, if I may,

please, Mr. Foreman.

Right.

Alfred,

the whisky's run dry.

Well, you'd better go easy

on it.

If I don't get anymore

by Monday

I'll have to ration you.

No more doubles.

Oh, come off it,

Alfred.

You can always get some

on the side.

I can't do

without my Scotch.

What are you kicking

about?

You could always turn a little

petrol into a little whisky

couldn't you?

Well, wouldn't you? Heh.

It's a lovely war.

How many buckles

have you turned out this week?

200 gross,

I shouldn't wonder.

The Army's got to

have buckles, hasn't it?

Especially if it's caught

with its pants down.

Still, I suppose somebody's

got to make them.

Thank our lucky stars

we're not wearing them, eh?

Charles!

Give us another pint,

guv, will you?

Well, one does

what one can.

They made it a reserved

occupation. I didn't.

Anyway, would I have done any

more by sitting on my backside

in France

for the last six months.

Well, would I?

A new baby,

200 gross of buckles,

unlimited petrol

and all the whiskey

you want.

You're sitting pretty,

aren't you, Holden?

Yes, it is a lovely war.

Well, wouldn't you

if you were in my place?

Wouldn't everybody?

Doesn't everybody?

The war's a blasted

phony anyway?

MAN:

I'm a bit tired of that.

Tired of what?

This "phony war" business.

Well, isn't it?

No, it's not.

I've just come

out of hospital

after 10 days in an open boat

off the Faroes

and I'm sick and tired

of blokes like you

with soft jobs ashore!

Come outside!

Now, don't be silly.

I've lost two fingers off

that hand

but I'm gonna take you

outside

and knock your block off

with my right.

ALFRED:
Ah, take it easy.

There's no need for that.

I'm sorry. I apologize.

I'll come outside

if you insist.

That won't do any good.

It's not his fault.

It's the fault

of all of us.

You make me sick.

All of you!

It may be a phony war

to you,

but it's not

to all the boys at sea.

It never has been.

Come on, Charles.

We'd better be getting home.

Goodnight, Mr. Holden.

You treat this whole thing

as a personal issue.

That was nearly a fight,

And poor little Holden

would have got it.

To blazes with

poor little Holden.

He makes me sick!

He's like a lot more

in this country.

It's the same everywhere.

Is this supposed to be

a war effort?

You know, you're getting to be

a bit of a pain in the neck

about this war effort.

You don't see it anymore

than anyone else.

This debate in the House,

where's it got us?

Chamberlain's settled in

as comfortably as ever,

patting us on the head

and saying

that everything's

going to be all right

so that little squirts

like Holden

can sit back

on their fat subcontracts

and make more money than

they ever did in peace time.

What'll it be worth

if we lose this war?

We haven't lost it.

Now don't tell me next

that we're always at our best

when we're nearly beaten,

backs to the wall,

and all that bilge.

If you ask me,

we are nearly beaten.

Oh, Charles,

for goodness sake be human.

I know you feel we're making

a mess of things

but that's not the fault

of people like Holden.

They're doing their best

and they're

doing what they're told.

Of course he fusses

about his wife and baby.

There's nothing much wrong

with that.

It's no use tearing yourself

to pieces, Charles.

Yes, but we're being

such fools.

Poor old Charles.

You'd like to get at 'em

with your bare hands,

wouldn't you?

As far as I can see

that's about all we've got

our bare hands.

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I suppose they're flags

left over from the last war.

Aye, they just bring

'em out every 20 years.

Says a lot for the popularity

of our fathers, doesn't it?

You're right there,

Tubby.

That good looking piece

could be your half sister,

except that

she's too good looking.

What her? She's as ugly

as Punch's sore eyed dog.

[CHUCKLES THEN WHISTLES]

Oi! Oi!

It seems strange having

to leave prepared positions.

You'd think

we'd have to sit here

and wait for Jerry

to appear.

As far as I can gather

we're going up

to the River Dyle

to hold a defensive position

there.

Yeah, that's right.

We sit up on the end

of a line

held by the French

to connect up

with the Belgians.

Like closing a door.

And we're the door, eh?

Yeah, that's right.

At least so the Major said.

Yeah?

Well supposing someone

puts their foot

in the bloody door?

[BELL TONGS]

We're going to hang out the

Washing on the Siegfried Line

Have you any dirty washing

Mother dear?

We're gonna hang out

The washing

On the Siegfried Line

' Cause the washing day

Is here

Whether the weather

May be wet

Or fine

We'll just rub along

BRIGADIER:
And that is the end

of the communiqu.

Any questions?

Has the Belgian front broken,

sir?

Is it true that

they have attacked

in force on either side

of Sedan?

Are German tanks

on the outskirts of Brussels?

Now, gentlemen, gentlemen,

one at a time, please!

The situation is fluid

in the highest degree.

The main fighting

has not yet begun.

The information that

I've given you is...

[BOMBS BLASTING]

We'll just rub along

Without a care

We're going to hang out the

Washing on the Siegfried Line

If the Siegfried Line's

Still there

[BOMBS EXPLODING]

Orders to pull back, sir.

Pull back?

Tell the others, Sergeant.

Yes, sir.

We're pulling back, sir.

Get moving.

We're pulling back.

All right, Corporal,

pack it up.

We're pulling back.

Why?

Don't ask me. Ask the blinking

generals. I don't know.

Well, we're holding them,

aren't we?

They're still the other side

of the river.

I don't know I tell you.

All I know is

we've got to be out of here

by 1900 hours.

Now, get moving!

We're gonna hang out the

Washing on the Siegfried Line

'Cause the washing day

Is here

Whether the weather

May be wet or fine

We'll just rub along

Without a care

We're going to hang out the

Washing on the Siegfried Line

If the Siegfried Line's

Still there

[BOMBS EXPLODING]

I'm sorry, gentlemen,

I have nothing further to say.

It has been reported

that Calais has been

heavily attacked.

BROUWER:
Is it true

that Boulogne has fallen?

REPORTER:

What is the true position

of the

British Expeditionary...

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Let the first car

get on the bridge.

Blast, he's twigged it!

Well, let him have it! Now!

Right! Get your gear

together and run!

BINNS:

Come on, boys.

[GUNFIRE]

Okay, all of you?

BIRTHS:

Yes, sir.

Well, that should

hold them for a bit.

Let's get back to the unit.

Double up and quick! Keep low!

There's nobody in the forward

observation post, sir!

What's that?

There must be.

No, sir!

Nobody in the

trenches either, sir.

Looks empty.

The vehicles are there.

That's C Company's second truck,

sir.

It's US. Transmission

went last night.

That Bren's US too, sir.

There's nobody there.

Nonsense.

They've gone to ground.

There's nobody there, sir.

All right, Corporal, get the

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