Dunkirk Page #7

MAN 6:
Out from Ramsgate,

I hear.

MAN 7:
They'll travel in convoy,

I suppose.

MAN 8:
I hope so. No fun getting

lost out in that lot.

MAN 9:

I doubt if they'll let us go.

You win, but the commodore

has asked me to emphasize

that it's--

Well, it's dangerous

over there.

And you'll have to sign

T124 articles.

What does that mean?

Well, it's Merchant Navy

serving under

Royal Naval command.

Are you prepared to do that?

I'll sign.

Well, I can't sign.

MAN 10:
I'm running the place

on my own.

MAN 11:

Well, I can't go, either.

Well, its crazy, most of them

have never been to sea

What about the mines?

How will they know where

the mines are?

They're mad.

I suppose you're right,

Mr. Holden,

but I'm gonna try.

You can't go, you're only s--.

And what can I do for you?

I want to sign, sir.

How old are you?

Uh, 19, sir.

Old for your age,

aren't you, son?

Have you got a boat?

I brought him down

in my boat, sir.

He can go across with me.

All right.

Oh, what Grace will say. I

COMMANDER:

Mr. Foreman?

You'd better draw

steel helmets

and duffel coats

and charts right away.

The first convoy of boats

will leave at dawn for Ramsgate.

Can't we go now, sir?

At dawn.

You're under orders now.

And thank you all.

Do you mind collecting

our gear, Frankie?

Right, Mr. Foreman.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING

INDISTINCTLY]

How long's it been dark?

Not long. Why?

We've got to get started.

What's the hurry?

Barlow? Barlow.

Wake up, we're moving.

Come on, Miles,

up on your feet.

Hey, what for?

On your feet!

Ah, go chase yourself.

What's the matter

with you lot?

If we don't move

while it's dark,

we may not be able

to move at all.

Well, that suits me.

Me too. I'm fed up

with the army, anyway.

Dopey blasted fools,

you can't buck the army.

What, you want to end up

in Jerry's hands?

Well, do you?

Have you had a good look

around here? Look.

Jerry trucks.

Lights on 'em and all.

Well, that just proves

what I said, doesn't it?

We gotta move

while it's still dark.

Ah, with that lot out there we

don't stand a blinking chance.

Look, why don't you

go back to sleep?

What about you,

then, Barlow?

You chucking your hand in too?

Well, are you?

I'll go with the others.

I don't care one way

or the other.

Whatever they do,

I'll do.

Oh, what's the use?

Mike. Mike.

How do you feel?

Me? I'm fine.

We gotta push on.

All right.

Say the word, corp.

Where's Davy?

You feel all right?

Aye. Why?

We had to leave Dave

yesterday.

Aye, so we did.

I must've lost a day

somewhere.

Well, come on, then.

They've gone yellow.

They're turning it in.

What do you mean?

Packing it up.

Well, let 'em.

Why should we worry?

We'll be okay.

Easier with the two of us

anyway.

They're your lot, Tubby.

You mean they were my lot.

Aye, they still are,

so long as you got these.

Always told you

I never wanted 'em.

You're still stuck with 'em.

They just hate my guts.

Oh, of course they do.

You got the stripes.

Now listen, you lot.

I'm gonna give you one more

chance to come to your senses.

I've never kicked a man

lying down before,

but this may be the moment

to start.

Now get on your feet,

we're moving!

That's an order!

Fine, as long as

you know your own mind,

we'll have a bash.

Come on, quick.

Make for those fires.

Come on.

Keep it quiet.

What's the trouble?

I don't know.

I feel lousy.

Let's take your rifle.

No, it's all right.

I'll manage.

Hold it!

What is it?

[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]

Ruddy nerve, using lights.

Which way now, corporal?

We'll swing to the right,

go around 'em.

Come on.

Wait! Get back!

Well?

We'll go right through 'em.

Come on.

Wait!

We'll go under cover

of Jerry aircraft.

Come on.

[PEOPLE LAUGHING]

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[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]

[GUARD SHOUTING IN GERMAN]

[GERMAN GUARD GRUNTING]

[WHISPERS]

Run for it, quick.

[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]

[]

[ALL PANTING]

Where now, Corp?

[WHISPERING]

Come on, quick.

Bear to the left

and keep going. Keep going.

Where's Mike?

Mike? Mike! Mike!

Mike!

BINNS:

Get him into the ditch, quick!

Come on, shift him, quick!

PROOME:

Brown jobs.

We thought you were Jerries.

Could you give us a lift?

Pile in. Make it snappy.

Things aren't too healthy

around here.

Got room in the cab for him?

He's hurt.

Okay.

Better get a bit of sleep in.

Got too near a grenade,

then we had to run for it.

Concussion, I reckon.

He'll be all right, now.

Where've you come from?

Well, originally,

we started from outside Arras.

We've been dodging Jerry

all day.

How'd you get through

the last lot?

Oh, I don't know. We drove.

Just drove.

They must have been busy.

[]

Joe, take the wheel.

Very good, sir.

[WHISPERING]

Hey, look at this.

Well, what do you know?

Phew, what a to-do.

MAN:

Get off the road!

This is as far as you go.

Leave her where she is,

but wreck her.

Wreck it?

But this is an RAF...

Now, don't you start.

This truck's got to me

made unserviceable.

Just empty the sump

and run your engine

until it seizes up,

that's all.

Aye, you don't need to tell us,

Sarge.

He can wreck cars, all right.

He used to work in a garage.

Well, what do we do then,

Sarge?

Hoof it into Bergues.

You'll get further

orders there.

All right, boys,

let's wreck the blasted thing.

It breaks my heart,

but it's jolly good

for my inhibitions.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Sir?

What is it?

Where are we, sir?

This is the Dunkirk

perimeter line.

Well, can you tell me

where the 5th Divare, sir?

Up in the line near Ypres,

I think.

Well, how do I get there?

You don't.

Get your men to the beaches.

But we gotta get back

there, sir.

How long

have you been adrift?

Oh, about six days.

Well, you've made it.

Good work, Corporal.

Take 'em on.

Sir.

[SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

Just like home.

I said that once,

a long way back.

Didn't do us much good.

It ain't gonna do no good

here, either.

And it won't be much

like home on them beaches.

Why?

Why?

Where've you been these

last few days?

Jerry don't like it here much,

but the Luftwaffe do.

Interesting.

I've seen thousands

go past here.

But I've never heard

of any getting through, though.

Oh, stuff it. What have you

got to gripe about, anyway?

We're the bloody rear-guard.

That's what I've got

to gripe about.

It's all right for you

if you get there...

And if you find a blasted

boat when you do get there.

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[MAN SHOUTS IN FRENCH]

Ammo!

Haven't got any left.

Didn't open up on us.

Better targets on the beach,

that's why.

[SHOUTS IN FRENCH]

MAN:
Come on, lads! Come on!

Come on!

The whole town is burning,

Joe.

Can people

be living in that?

MAN [ON PA]:

Keep moving. Keep moving.

Plenty of room up front.

Keep moving.

Keep moving.

Plenty of room up front.

I think we better

thin them out, Colonel.

The ships alongside

will barely take this lot.

There'll be a jam here

in a few minutes if we don't.

[FIGHTER PLANES WHINING]

CAPTAIN:

Where's she hit?

LIEUTENANT:

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