Hart's War
On the other side
of the world...
are pounding the Germans...
with relentless force.
We do not expect to have
a winter lull in Europe.
We expect to
keep striking...
to keep the enemy
on the move...
and hit him again
and again.
1944, December.
I was miles
from the front...
and a stranger to war.
Troops, fuel dumps...
enemy units...
they were pins
on a map to me.
Champagne?
Are you trying
to score a few points?
Just trying to aid
the war effort, Hart.
Tom.
Sir.
back to the 106th.
Can you find him a driver?
I can take him, sir.
Funny. I had a feeling
you'd say that.
Well, there hasn't been
much movement today, sir.
So I see. Captain.
Oh, don't forget, sir.
You wanted to send some of that
champagne along as well.
Yes.
Yes, thank you
for reminding me, Tom.
a kick out of that.
Colonel.
Troops are now fighting...
along a battle line
of 300 miles in Poland...
France, and Germany.
Within 10 weeks
after the first landings
in France last June,
the Allies have landed
nearly 2 million men.
You know what
this army could use, sir?
Snowplow services.
What we could use...
is half a million gallons
of gasoline...
and a road
that wasn't paved...
for Bouncing Betties.
German S-mines.
Yes, sir.
You really ought
to spend a night...
on the line sometime,
Lieutenant.
I know that, sir.
Of course,
it's not too likely, is it?
Sir?
The Colonel says
your father is a senator.
So I guess you won't
spend too many nights...
in a foxhole, will you?
It's nothing
to be ashamed of, son.
That's a hell
of a father to have.
-Where to, sir?
-St. Vith.
I'm afraid you've gone
the wrong way, sir.
St. Vith is due west.
I'm pretty sure
St. Vith is due east.
Sergeant,
it's straight ahead.
Can I see that, sir?
I drove this route
yesterday, Sergeant.
Mm-hmm.
Get your hands up.
Out!
Halt!
Are you in great pain?
First Lieutenant...
Thomas Hart.
Serial number...
Would you care
for a cigarette?
Your train is
an 8 kilometer march from here.
Of course,
with some shoes on...
you might be all right.
First Lieutenant...
Thomas Hart.
Serial number 1841287.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
But we both know...
there is much more
to you than that.
Show me locations
of the fuel dumps.
Just point...
and we can end all this.
I'll have your clothes
returned to you immediately.
When you are dressed,
we'll have another chat.
Our last one, I hope.
Smile, Joe.
For you the war is over.
Lieutenant.
This will help
against the cold.
No thanks, soldier.
I'll be all right.
No, you won't.
Come on. Take it.
Just till you warm up.
Take it, sir.
Hey, Captain...
does somebody tell our folks
about us being captured?
Germans give a list
to the military...
and the military
notifies the family.
Is that voluntary, sir?
How do you mean,
Lieutenant?
Uh, I mean...
can you ask them not to?
I don't think so.
Have to put
some straw in there.
Straw in your shoes...
for frostbite.
Another slave detail, sir.
Hey, ladies...
next batch of shells
you turn out...
nothing but duds
this time, all right?
Mortars no boom boom, ja?
Fire!
Captain, P-51 incoming.
-Incoming!
-Ours?
Get down, everybody!
Get down!
Everybody stay down!
Keep low!
Captain, what's happening?
Why are they
shooting at us?
They can't read the roof.
All right, get the doors!
Everybody get the doors!
Come on, now!
Get down!
Get down! Down!
Hart, help out!
-Come on!
-Go! Go! Go!
Go on, now!
Let's go!
Moving out!
Get the other cars!
Get the other cars!
Let's go! Now!
We're spelling out!
Round up your men now!
We're spelling out
our position!
We're spelling out!
Hart, get that man
clear of here.
Let's get in line!
Assemble on me!
-Assemble!
-Move it! Move it!
All right, men!
Let's get back in line!
Move it!
It's not helping.
Come on, men!
Oh, Christ.
Are you OK?
Keep looking at me.
Look at me.
Look at me.
Oh, sh*t. Sh*t.
All right.
Are you all right?
They're telling us to march.
Probably ought to take
his boots, Lieutenant.
Lieutenant!
Take his boots.
Because either you
or some Jerry's gonna get them.
Take them, sir...
while you still got feet
to put them on.
His socks, too.
Ain't gonna help him any.
Stay together.
All right.
Once again...
escape is not a sport.
Think of it this way.
Now these Russians
have a chance...
at a happy new year.
Those are dogs
you're saluting, Colonel.
Animals.
My country doesn't make...
those kinds of
distinctions, Colonel.
They're our allies, Colonel.
Oh, yes.
You and your allies.
Let me tell you
about you and your allies.
The Ministry of War
has just released the figures...
from our offensive
in the Ardennes.
killed or captured.
Your Third Army--
Patton--
in full retreat.
And the wehrmacht has captured
enough abundant fuel...
to retake Paris--
perhaps even drive
your troops back to the sea.
Might be a bit crowded
around here this winter.
Turn around, Joes.
Yes. Turn around.
Ross. Hart.
Ross and Hart.
I'm Captain Ross.
Major Clary.
Lieutenant Hart.
Lieutenant.
Debriefing, gentleman.
Officer's hut.
On the double.
The German counterattack on
the American Third Army front...
The German counterattack on
the American Third Army front...
The entire front...
stretching about
is in full view.
On our side,
countermeasures are being taken.
On the enemy's side,
more strafes are being flown in.
This is a major German effort.
Some of the best units
in the German army...
were involved
in this penetration.
At ease, soldier.
Sit down.
Thank you, sir.
So tell me, Lieutenant...
How come you're not dead?
Sir?
First you survive
crashing that jeep...
then Hans and Fritz
take your boots.
You got a rabbit's foot
in your pocket, son?
Two horseshoes
and a 4-leaf clover, sir.
Atta boy.
By the way...
you might want to take it easy
on that bread.
You haven't had anything
solid for a while.
Wouldn't want you to wind up
in the infirmary.
I don't know, sir.
After the march I just made...
like the Waldorf to me.
A stomach can shrink
quite a bit in 17 days.
That's the number, isn't it?
Seventeen days?
Six days on the train...
another 6 days of marching.
What was it, Joe?
Five days of interrogation?
No, sir.
Three days.
Well, anyway...
easy does it.
Yes, sir. Thank you.
So this interrogator
they threw at you...
his name wasn't Schumann,
was it?
No, sir.
Lutz.
Schumann was a real prick.
Almost broke me in two.
Not much for small talk,
I guess.
You come to appreciate that.
Smoke, Lieutenant?
Would you care
for a cigarette?
Again, Lieutenant,
I need to ask you...
the fuel dumps...
Thank you.
This Captain Lutz...
he know much about
your operations at the chateau?
He knew everything, sir.
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