Revenge of the Red Baron

Simple. See? Child's play.

Like landing an old albatross.

- Well, Rittmeister...

- Von Richthofen.

- Voss. Werner Voss.

- Voss.

This is Lieutenant Ernest Udet.

- Lieutenant.

- Welcome.

And Hermann Goering.

Honored.

- Do you play, Rittmeister?

- I never play, Lieutenant.

Do you intend to give me

an in, Richthofen?

The game is to take, Lieutenant,

not to give.

You play very well, Baron.

Thank you, Major.

Regrettable that one can't

fly a billiard table, isn't it?

Or that one should fly

as if his craft were a billiard table.

- Sir, the landing...

- That's all right.

I think you'll do.

We'll work on the flying.

- Sir?

- Yes.

If you'd rather

I flew with another squadron...

No, no.

I like the way you play billiards.

- Did you have a cold trip of it, Baron?

- Sir?

Yes, sir.

Well, you found your quarry.

All that was left of him.

Do you want to remember

your first kill, Richthofen?

Yeah. I want to remember them all.

That's what victory's about, isn't it, sir?

I have to admit I don't know

what victory is all about, Richthofen.

But as for remembering

the men you've killed,

you needn't worry about that.

By the way, Rittmeister,

what's the stall speed of your aircraft?

I don't know, sir.

What's the sheer strength of the fabric

of your plane's wing?

I don't know, sir.

Well, I took this little trophy

from the wing of your plane

while you were out there

chasing that Frenchman.

But for God, he would have been

drinking with his comrades

and you would have been

out there in the mud.

Never fly straight and level

for more than 30 seconds at a time.

If you do, you present an easy target

to the enemy.

Keep your head turning

as though it were mounted on a swivel.

Feel your way after the other plane

so that you can drop into a loop

without losing the enemy.

Close in. Close in fast. Hi.

Get right around, pull in.

Get right around behind him.

Try to get in as close as you can.

You got to get very close in,

right on top of him.

Watch out for a lame duck.

He may be a part of a trap

in which you will become the hunted

instead of the hunter.

Only fight when the tactical advantage

is in your favor,

and then make every bullet count.

Hit your target fast from out of the sun.

Look, don't put your hand

in front of the sun like that,

put your thumb in front of the sun.

See what I mean? Right there.

You can see all around you.

All right. Let's go.

Well?

Number 10 squadron was hurt.

The Germans have two down.

- All of ours are coming back.

- Good. Good.

- They weren't up in strength, then?

- Strength enough.

We were lucky to manage a draw,

more or less.

I see the new planes have come.

Now we can have a go at them.

Hound them.

Yes, wouldn't that be nice,

the hares become hounds.

I hear the AA is a far better plane.

Kill you, if you don't watch out.

I beg your pardon?

Short of span, you lose lift.

Don't know what you're doing,

you're dead.

Yes, they say at least 120.

That's with the spanner squeezed to 200.

These are 190s.

They give you 1,000 feet more ceiling.

Got to get above the sons of b*tches.

I don't think we've met.

Are you assigned in this area?

Brown.

I just came in.

I'm supposed to look up the old boy

who runs number 24 squadron.

And I am the old boy

who runs number 24 squadron.

Well, nice to be here.

I figure you can use me.

That's what I figure. I shall have to

find something for you to do.

You have orders?

I was 890 feet per minute.

Set at 21,000 feet half the afternoon.

Very nice.

- You're American, aren't you?

- I'm Canadian.

- Well, it's half American, isn't it?

- It's half British, too.

- Say, that's the Victoria Cross, isn't it?

- Yes, it is.

They say it's hard to get.

The only people I've ever heard

of getting it are...

Dead.

Yeah.

Manfred, they confirmed the S.E.5

about an hour ago.

It almost fell on

one of our artillery positions.

And that makes you an ace.

- Congratulations.

- Congratulations.

I had my sights right on him.

I mean, there was nothing he could do.

I waved him down,

but he wouldn't have it.

He fought like a cornered rat,

so I gave him...

I blasted half the ground around him.

Christ, this goddamn weather.

A cold hangs on, no way to get rid of it.

Werner, you need a rest.

The surgeon said...

You leave it to me

as to when I get my rest.

He ran right into

my bullets, you see?

Little brother.

I... Well, I came to get your autograph,

Baron von Richthofen.

Werner, this is my brother, Lothar.

- Werner Voss.

- God, another one.

There'll be no British planes left

for the rest of us.

You have already flown combat,

haven't you?

Some. Certainly not as much as all of you.

Everyone knows Udet, Wolff, and Voss.

- What the hell is this, Goering?

- It's nothing.

It isn't anything.

It's damn well something.

If it's anything like the last one,

a naked girl on velvet with her legs all...

Come on, let me see it. Come on.

Well?

It's all right.

It's all right. It's all right.

Happens to be a steal at 30,000 marks.

It's all right.

Gentlemen, to Rittmeister

Richthofen and his trench victory.

And to our squadron.

May it continue as it has begun,

in the service of the fatherland.

A toast to a distinguished young foe.

I give you

Rittmeister Baron von Richthofen.

To von Richthofen.

- To von Richthofen.

I say, Thompson,

who is that fellow over there?

Oh, don't you know?

It's the new Canadian fellow, Brown.

A cultural note, Lieutenant Brown,

there is a custom among us

called the toast.

It takes place when gentlemen rise

and drink to an object of mutual esteem.

It is expected that

all gentlemen present take part.

I'd rather pass, Lieutenant.

Is it that you don't care for our wine?

Oh, well, he can't drink anyway, you know.

- And why not?

- Ulcers.

He takes something white for them.

Would you like to take the toast in milk,

Mr. Brown?

Your von Richthofen is not an object

of my esteem, Lieutenant,

and I won't drink to the bastard

in wine or milk.

Gentlemen, that's quite enough.

I'm sorry you feel as you do,

Lieutenant Brown.

You don't have to explain to him, Major.

We believe, Lieutenant Brown,

that men can be enemies

without becoming beasts.

Those who survive this business will find

they still have need of those traditions

which separates gentlemen from savages.

I'll save my wine for the next gentleman

your German knight blasts out of the sky.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Racist bugger.

Leave his wine, anyhow.

Let it stay at his place and go sour.

We have to hit them harder, gentlemen.

We have the advantage now,

but we can't keep it forever.

We have to the win while we still have it.

All right, now,

watch out for those new S.E.s,

they're very fast. Very fast.

Richthofen.

I wasn't speaking to you alone, you know.

I don't expect you to

win the war single-handed.

Why not, Major?

Because I need you.

There aren't many men like you.

Another year of this,

there will be even fewer.

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