Sahara

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U.S. Tank detachment Unit 5.

Repeat message.

U.S. Tank detachment Unit 5. Repeat.

- Over to you, over.

- No code.

Retreat has been ordered

in all sectors.

Surviving units note that

points east, west and north...

...are under enemy control.

Over to you.

I dont understand. To the south?

All points east, west and north

under enemy control.

Okay, but what do we do?

Whats the order?

Good luck to you, Yank.

Over to you.

What?

Good luck to you, Yank.

In your own language, scram!

Okay. Why didnt you say so

in the first place?

Hey, sarge! Hey, sarge!

Sergeant Gunn!

Hurry up, sarge!

Orders came through. Hurry up!

Okay, keep your shirt on!

All right, Waco?

Lets go!

Hey, sarge!

We got to get out of here, and quick!

It just came over. East, west

and north under enemy control.

General retreat ordered.

East, west and north.

They got us boxed in.

Thats south, but theres

nothing there but sand and rock.

Any place is healthier than this.

Lets move!

Come down here and give us a hand!

Whatll we do if we cant get

this cement mixer rolling?

Lay off that cement mixer stuff.

Give me that gadget.

Get in there.

Hold that down while I bolt it.

Think shell pull us out?

It depends on the way we handle her.

Its like a dame.

But no dame ever said

anything as sweet...

...as this motor will sound

when she gets rolling.

Keep that up and

theyre liable to hit us.

There.

That ought to hold her.

All right, get around.

Start it up.

Hes got a touch like an elephant.

He dont feed her enough.

Its like a dame. Dont feed them,

they wont do nothing.

Thats no way to treat her.

Let me in there.

Okay, Joe.

Shes dead.

Five he starts it?

You got a bet.

Come on now, baby.

Get going and get us out of here.

Lll buy you the sweetest coat

of paint you ever had in your life.

Come on now, Lulubelle, lets go.

Hatch is up.

Sarge, two guys ahead.

- What do you make of them?

- They look British.

It might be a Nazi trick.

Remember that phony white flag

at Bir Hacheim?

I wouldnt bet they were British

if they waved a roast beef.

Keep them covered

till I find out who they are.

Master Sergeant Gunn,

U.S. Army Tank Detachment.

Captain Halliday,

Royal Army Medical Corps.

Nice to see you.

I had 42 wounded there.

When the Stukas finished with us,

I had 42 dead.

These men were kind enough

to help search the wreckage.

It was no use.

What are you looking at?

Oh, help yourself.

Merci bien. American cigarette,

I dont see for a long time.

Pass them around.

- Talks like a Yank.

- How else would I talk?

Weve been expecting

you a long time.

Ours was one of

the first tanks here.

How many men do you have, sergeant?

Two. Radioman and machine gunner.

I lost the rest of my crew.

I suppose youre trying

to rejoin your detachment?

Lts too late.

- Too late?

- What are you talking about?

Havent you heard?

A general retreats been ordered.

Thats not true!

Listen to that firing.

Our chaps are still at it

not far away.

Theyre mopping up

whats left of them.

If we cut south far enough

we can hook up with another outfit.

You dont know that part of the

desert. Its the worst in Libya.

You wont get anywhere in that scow.

Soon as its daylight, theyll

blast the gizzards out of her.

Lm sorry you feel that way about her.

A good tank with a full crew has

a better chance than men on foot.

- Thats a matter of opinion.

- Theyll get you.

- Well get them first.

- For what they did to the hospital.

Ld sooner stick it out

than run away in a tin hearse.

Theres three things

wrong with that statement.

First, were not running,

were obeying orders.

Second, shes not made of tin

and third, shes no hearse.

Shes an M3 that can cross

200 miles of desert...

...as easy youd walk around that

Piccadilly Circus of yours.

Lm not going to argue with you.

Stick around,

let the Nazis mop you up.

Spend the rest of the war

in a Berlin prison camp, but not me.

When I go into Berlin,

lll be riding that tank.

Same one thats standing there with

the name Lulubelle on her.

Sergeant!

Lll go with you.

What makes you want to go?

I like your cigarettes.

All right. Get inside.

Lm sorry I blew up just now, sir.

But that crack that guy made

about my tank kind of burned me.

Shes a good tank.

Lll tell you again.

We got it over the radio.

Were surrounded.

The only way out is south.

Thats the way were going.

Good luck, sir.

Wait a minute, sergeant!

Were coming with you!

Hurry up!

Here you are, sir.

Come on, fellas!

Lts a peculiar thing.

A sergeant is the same

in every army in the world.

What?!

A sergeants the same

in every army in the world!

You dont know Joe.

Hes a smart guy.

I dont think the sergeant

is a very tender man.

I dont think the sergeant

is a very tender man.

But he named his tank

after someone he loves.

- Yeah, a horse!

- A what?

A horse!

He loves a horse.

Sarge was in the cavalry way back.

- The what?

- The cavalry!

The cavalry.

Something wrong?

I think I cut the mixture a

little too thin, trying to save gas.

Hes making a mistake,

going this direction.

The sarge knows what hes doing.

Yes, the sergeants a genius!

Hes a miracle man.

When we run out of water, he strikes a

rock like Moses and water falls out.

He hits it twice and

the waters turned into wine.

Suppose we get stuck in this

graveyard without any water.

Waco, open that hatch, will you?

All right, come down for a while.

Whats the matter, Waco?

The motor.

Starving you to death, huh?

We got to save gas,

same as we save water.

Sarge, got to grease the wheels.

Make it quick,

we got to keep moving.

Try that radio again, Jimmy.

Well go in a minute.

Eat something,

and drink 1l3 cup of water.

Be sure to measure with the cup.

Get anything?

Nothing but static and Heil Hitler!

No contact, so we dont know

where the army will be.

At the worst, the line

will be anchored at Tobruk.

- We should circle like this.

- Will our petrol hold out?

I figure we got about enough

for 160 miles.

Water, lm worried about.

Lve got to find one of those wells.

They call them wells on the map.

But most of them are only

dried up mudholes full of sand.

Wish I could put my feet

in a nice big bucket of water.

Must be 1000 centigrade

in these boots.

My throat needs it

worse than my feet.

- I suffer from corns.

- Lm fed up with your feet.

So am I.

Been fed up with them for years.

- Did you finish, Waco?

- Not yet.

Why you call him Waco?

Lts a city in Texas.

We call it The City With a Soul.

Why?

Come to think of it,

I never figured why.

We got a sign on the biggest building:

City With a Soul.

How about another city

with a soul? Paris.

You from Paris, Frenchie?

No, but for every Frenchman,

Paris is the soul. La France.

All my life

lve wanted to go to Paris.

Sometime, maybe well go there.

Ld like to go home.

You fellas like to see

a photo of a beautiful girl?

- Shes pretty. Whats her name?

- Kathy.

Very nice.

Shes a corker.

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