Force 10 from Navarone Page #5

Out of harm's way?

Sir...

...I could leave the Germans

some very nasty surprises.

Thank you, sergeant.

I think we have had

enough surprises.

Capt. Lescovar, see that these

gentlemen have an escort of two men.

If those chaps had just half

the equipment of the Jerries...

...I coulve made that dam

look like a Swiss cheese.

It's absolutely sickening.

Do you think the Jerries will have that

gear we need in their supply dump?

Of course they would.

Lashings of HE, land mines,

detonators, everything.

It's an absolute certainty.

Your escort, colonel.

- I think you will find them reliable.

- Okay, thank you.

I think we're going to need

rather more men than this, captain.

My sergeant thinks that the Germans

have the necessary equipment...

...in their forward supply dump

so that the colonel can blow the dam.

That means you'd have to get

into the marshalling yards at Mostar.

None of you speak enough German.

You need me to help.

Thank you, captain.

- You know, I could get shot for this.

- Couldn't we all?

You look real beautiful,

you know that?

Yes, it's all right for you.

You don't have to come with us.

We'll be back in exactly

35 minutes, right?

- Okay.

- That's if the shop's open, old boy.

Pity they didn't teach you German

at that school of yours.

Instead of Latin?

Perish the thought, old boy.

These any use to you?

No, tellermines is what we want.

They look like dirty

grey-green dinner plates.

Maybe they just haven't got any.

They have.

I wonder what happened

to Barnsby and his truck.

I've been asking myself

the same question.

Well, we can't just stand here

like ducks in thunder.

Over there. The railway wagon.

Get the stuff in there till he comes.

Barnsby should have been here

by now. Where the hell is he?

Beautiful.

- They're just the job.

- Not now, Milly.

Well, I'd rather do it now

than in some ditch.

- How long?

- Oh, about 10 minutes...

...given peace and quiet.

These little sods

can be temperamental.

The gubbins itself is harmless enough

but aren't we all, until detonated.

For a moment

I thought we were off.

Hey, where in the hell

have they gotten to?

You maniac.

What the hell are you doing here?

I'll go and have a look around,

see if I can find them.

- There he is.

- Wait. I'll get him.

- That's Lescovar.

- Yeah.

- Where's Marko?

- I don't know...

...but ten to one they're hiding

in that boxcar.

Bloody hell.

What's up now?

Some great ape of a sergeant,

he's sent Barnsby's truck away.

Oh, no.

Sergeant.

Be quiet. Listen to me.

There are two British commanders

in that cattle truck behind me.

I'm Col. Von Ingorslebon,

Special Field Intelligence Group.

Stand still, idiot. Look natural.

There is a third,

an American colonel...

...in the truck which you

just sent away.

I want to take them all together.

- What's Lescovar doing?

- He's shooting him some kind of story.

Go and assemble a squad

of armed men. Quickly and quietly.

And keep them out of sight.

Then report back to me.

Understand?

Good old Lescovar.

Best line-shooter in the Balkans.

All right, you guys, let's...

Oh, man.

The sacks, get them up here quick.

- You picked a fine time to do this.

- Sling out my suitcase, will you?

You trying to screw up this operation?

We're behind schedule already.

- How did you get here?

- I've been through that already.

Help me get this stuff loaded

and get it on the truck.

- Right, Miller?

- Right, all set.

Let's go. Easy.

Hold it.

It's that man again.

I'll take care of him. Close the door.

They are all yours, sergeant.

Bring the squad.

All clear?

Give them a moment

to get out of sight.

That fool, Marko,

must have given himself away.

I don't know how.

How in the hell are we gonna

get back across the river?

I mean, where are we going?

Berlin, I shouldn't wonder.

Sarajevo.

That's where the train goes.

No stops.

I'm sorry about Marko.

Thank you.

It's a risk we all take.

He was a brave man

and a good friend.

Pity he got careless.

Do you think that big sergeant

spotted him as a Partisan?

I can't buy that.

The sergeant wasn't that bright.

He saluted you,

you're wearing a corporal's uniform.

That doesn't rate a salute

in the German army.

Not in anybody's army.

Why do you think

he saluted you, Lescovar?

Perhaps he recognized

my natural superiority.

Yes, perhaps.

You say this train goes

to Sarajevo, no stops?

Yeah.

But I noticed on the map that we pass

within a half a mile of the dam.

Strange you didn't bother

to mention that.

Now, what's all this about?

Some fool of a sergeant salutes me...

...and I forget to mention

that we pass near the dam.

And a little while ago, you said that

Marko must have given himself away.

I don't think he gave anything away...

...except his life.

What did you give away, Lescovar?

You think I'm a traitor, is that it?

I don't think, I know.

I've always known.

I just couldn't prove it.

You're Nicolai.

You're the man who

blew us in Greece.

Thank you, colonel.

I've done your job.

You help me do mine.

Oh, crikey.

It's lit like a Christmas tree.

Dawn's around 5:
30.

Gives us an hour to get in...

...half-hour to set the charges

and 20 minutes to get clear.

What you need, sir,

is a little diversion, isn't it?

- What am I supposed to do with this?

- Oh, I don't know.

Try and imagine you're a dog.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

On the road, man, on the road!

Hallelujah!

Just unroll it and string it out.

Come on, blackie.

Come on, blackie.

Come on.

Hey. You bleed red blood,

eh, blackie?

Here.

Right here.

You all right?

Come on, blow, damn it! Blow!

Give them a chance.

They'll be here in a minute.

If they'd been caught,

we'd have heard the alarm go off.

How long do we make the fuse?

They're Germans,

they're gonna be punctual.

Usually are.

We've run out of time.

Twenty seconds?

What do you say?

It's your decision, colonel.

I'm asking you.

Twenty seconds sounds about right,

then we won't have so far to run.

It would have been nice

to see that bridge go, huh?

Yes, wouldn't it?

All been very interesting,

though, hasn't it?

Yes.

It didn't do a goddamn thing! Nothing!

Miller! That useless git!

- It didn't...

- What?

- It didn't work!

- I know it didn't work!

- Well, let's get out of here!

- Yeah, let's get out of here.

When I catch that little perisher,

I'll wring his useless neck!

Nothing!

We've been through

all this, and nothing!

Nothing but:

You can't expect an enormous volcano

with three tiny bags of explosives.

You have to let nature take her course.

Give it time, it'll work.

If I were you, I'd get out of here fast!

- You son of a b*tch!

- I told you, it's only a matter of waiting.

You cute little son of a b*tch!

You did it! Come here.

You did it! You did it!

You cute little son of a... You did it!

Why, you limey genius, I love you!

Steady on, old Weaver, steady on.

You did it!

Miller, you horrible little man...

...you knew that was gonna be

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