Overlord Page #2

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Prisoner and escort, quick march!

Left, right! Left, right!

Prisoner and escort, halt!

Private Beddows, fall in!

At 0900 hours,

you will parade at the main gate...

where you'll get the transport

to take you to your units.

You'll be back here by 2100 hours...

or your mother won't recognize you

by the time I'm finished with you.

Forget what I've told you,

and you won't be around...

- Comfy, was it?

- ...to write me a thank-you letter

after the war's over.

Making a signal, Beddows?

Only for "victory," Corporal.

This is Movietone.

Get down there! Get down!

- Hello, Jack.

- All by ourselves, are we?

You're a solitary sort

of geezer, aren't you?

I felt like reading.

Christ, I wish

this f***ing war was over.

You spill your blood and guts

to help the Belgians...

and then four years later, you get ready to

spill 'em again to help the f***ing French.

And in between,

you go paddling down on the south coast

learning how to keep your bloody rifle dry.

It's a f***ing mix-up, if you ask me.

I've been in His Majesty's bleeding forces

four and a half years...

seen active service, and now they want to

send me back to bleeding battle school.

- You know what that means, don't you?

- No.

It means we'll be the first ashore when they

do put on the sodding invasion, that's what.

Mmm.

- I suppose someone's got to go first.

- It's no f***ing joke!

You will now be taken to the coast...

where you will be joined

by Allied Forces...

and take part in combined exercises

and assault training.

- Hi!

- We want to see you again, baby.

- Oh-ho! And you, soldier.

- Blow us a kiss, sweetheart.

- Good luck. Have a good time. Bye.

- I love your hat.

- How you doing? Let's have a quickie.

- Cheeky!

- Come on, sweetheart.

- Bye!

Disembark as quickly as possible.

Move up the beach

and join your company.

Keep moving. Keep moving.

Keep them moving, Sergeant!

Hold on to the rope!

Hold those rifles high

and keep moving.

Move up the beach behind the flail tank.

Rise up, "C" Company!

You will remain in these positions...

until you are instructed

to hold tight to ram the beach.

- This is a bloody nightmare.

- I feel sick.

Watch out. We're going in.

Stand by to hit the beach.

Ah! Aha.

Right then, Tom. This is it.

Lots of lovely crumpet

just waiting for it.

- Are you ready?

- Have you got any cigarettes?

Freeman's again. Here. Take 'em.

- Right. Fit?

- I'll follow you.

Okay.

Good evening. Early tonight, lads?

- Got any wine, have you?

- Wine?

- Two pints of brown ale then, please.

- Vintage?

Look around, my boy.

What do you see?

- Half the regiment.

- Yeah.

Ta.

How long you lads gonna be around here?

Oh, we're not gonna be around

much longer.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- You haven't got a drink.

- No.

- Can I... Can I get you one?

- No, thank you.

- Have you been here long?

- What, sitting in this chair, you mean?

No. Here, generally.

About as long as most people,

I suppose.

Oh.

- And you?

- What?

How long have you been here?

Just arrived really.

But, um, I don't think I'll stay long.

- It's a bit dull, don't you think?

- What's dull?

- Dances, all this.

- I don't think dancing's dull.

- Oh?

- No.

Well, then let's...

Uh, will you have a dance

with me, please?

- I don't mind if I do.

- Come on then.

- How you doing, Arthur?

- All right.

- Watch out.

- I'm sorry.

- I'm not very good on my feet.

- Shall we stop then?

No. Let's go on, please.

Was that any better?

You're not as bad as all that.

Shall we go outside for a bit?

What for?

The rain's stopped.

All right.

- Is this your coat?

- Yes.

Have you seen any action?

Not really.

What do you mean, "Not really"?

Well, I've been on training.

That was tough.

- Really?

- Yes.

- Do you like it?

- What?

Being a soldier.

Not much, no.

Then why are you?

- A soldier?

- Mmm.

I was called up, like everyone else.

- Is that all?

- No.

It's gotta be done.

We gotta finish it off

and pay out the ones who started it.

Yes.

I think you're very nice.

Do you?

Yes, I do.

I like you too.

I feel much better now.

I was quite...

nervous when I

first talked to you.

- It's funny.

- I know.

You thought the dance

was awfully dull.

I didn't, really.

- No?

- No.

Can I kiss you?

If you want.

I've got to go now.

I'm with my brother. He's in the band.

Oh.

Well, when can I see you again?

Whenever you'd like.

Not tomorrow.

- Monday?

- Yes. I'd like that.

Here, at 6:
00.

All right.

Will you walk me back to the hall?

Anywhere you'd like.

Back to the hall.

I wish I'd met you before.

There's so little time now.

What do you say that for?

I don't know.

It's just a feeling.

You'll be back...

and there'll be time.

Where are we going?

I've lost all sense of direction.

A game of musical bloody chairs, mate.

Thousands of us

moving around from camp to camp...

waiting for someone to shout,

"Second front! Last one over's a Charlie!"

First one over's a Charlie,

if you ask me.

You'd think they'd have a bit of sympathy for us

by now, wouldn't you? Send us by train.

A G.I. told me

where to find sympathy.

It's in the dictionary

between "sh*t" and "syphilis."

# We don't know where we're going #

# Until we're there #

# There's lots and lots of rumors

in the air #

# We heard the captain say #

# We're on the move today #

# We only hope the blinking sergeant-major

knows the way #

# They've chased us

round and round the barracks square #

# And now we're on the road

to anywhere #

# No one's in the know #

# We're singing as we go #

# Oh, we don't know where we're going

until we're there #

# We went from here to Lancashire #

# And then to Salisbury Plain #

# And then we got to Somerset #

# And now we're back again #

# We'd like to settle down #

# We seem to hope in vain #

# For someone's passed the word along #

# We're on the move again #

# We don't know

where we're going until we're there #

# There's lots and lots of rumors

in the air #

# We heard the captain say #

# We're on the move today #

# We only hope the blinking sergeant-major

knows the way #

# It's not so bad in Somerset #

# Where the cider apples grow #

# It's not so bad on Salisbury Plain #

# With a Mary Jane you know #

# It's not so bad in Lancashire #

# A couple of weeks a year #

# But, oh, crikey #

# Where do we go from here #

# They've chased us

round and round the barracks square #

# Now we're on the road to anywhere #

# No one's in the know #

# We're singing as we go #

# Oh, we don't know where we're going

until we're there #

Come on! Wake up!

Come on! Come on! Wake up, everybody!

Wake up! Look lively!

Come on! Move!

Fall in opposite the barbed wire!

You won't be doing any work.

If you're wise, you'll take advantage of it.

Sorry about the tight security.

It means no wireless sets,

newspapers or telephoning...

and I'm afraid none of your letters

will get posted until afterwards.

I'm sure all of you realize

the importance of what lies ahead.

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