The Dirty Dozen: The Fatal Mission Page #4

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- All right.

- Moving back.

Who's in charge here?

All right, fall out.

Where the hell's the truck?

Look, here comes the major.

All right, you did a good job.

And I'm reasonably happy

with your work.

This truck here,

it's half full of booze.

Fall out.

All right.

Collins, Echevarria...

drop the tailgate.

And careful with the cargo.

Hey, that's it, baby.

I assume you can handle

all of that.

Now, girls, your prime minister

is looking forward

to decorating each and

every one of you individually.

Okay, so hurry it up.

Good-looking. Good.

- Give me one.

- Here you go.

My name's Lonnie.

I know where to take you.

Be careful.

Hey, watch it.

You brought stockings in nylon?

- Baby.

- Here's another one.

Freddie!

I've found you, love.

You look great.

Give us a kiss.

Are you something

like our commandos, then?

Tell me about it in the

morning, baby, okay?

Baby, I haven't danced

since grad night. Come on.

- Yeah, that's it.

- I can't believe it!

We haven't been

formally introduced yet.

Carmine D'Agostino.

Well, lieutenant,

the major appears to have

some kind of unusual night

maneuver in progress.

Yes, sir. I believe

he referred to it as

"improving relations

with our allies."

Indeed.

Colonel. Well, I didn't expect to see

you out in the field, so to speak.

I can see that. No, thank you.

You realize this little orgy

could get you court-martialled.

These are sentenced prisoners

convicted of capital crimes.

They're also ready for battle, colonel.

Come on, give them a break.

Major, if you could bear

to tear yourself away,

the general is waiting

for you down the road.

Oh, did he want

to join the party?

Collins.

Get lucky, soldier.

You wanted to see me, major?

I've got a problem, sir.

We have several.

We have two reports.

One from inside Yugoslavia

indicating suddenly increased

security in all the major cities.

Well, you picked Yugoslavia because

it's on the main Orient Express route.

That's right. And the

partisans are expecting you.

But the second report

is that the Nazis are beginning to learn

about you personally and what you do.

Well, I'm not surprised.

What the hell

are you talking about?

General, I asked you here because I

believe there's a traitor in our group.

Do you know who he is?

No, not yet.

But he got to Hoffman's parachute

and he would have been

invaluable to me in Yugoslavia.

I went through the folders.

And there's no way that Hoffman

could've met any of these men

before coming to

the military prison.

No, the Germans

ordered the killing.

But how could the Nazis possibly have known

who you were going to pick for the mission?

They couldn't.

Obviously, our Mr. Somebody,

he got in touch with the Germans

after I assigned him to the mission.

You know there was a blue film

smuggled into the camp?

And if you can

smuggle a blue film in...

you certainly can smuggle

a message out.

Then we have to

abort the mission.

How do we do that, Clark?

The heirs apparent to the Third

Reich leave Munich tonight.

They'll arrive in Istanbul

in three days.

That's some party.

Why don't you join us?

If I joined that party,

I'm afraid I'd lose my bars.

How long have you been an

officer, Lieutenant Campbell?

Five months.

I was given a direct commission

because I have certain

skills and education...

over and above

what's needed there.

You're just like the rest

of the Dirty Dozen.

Yeah. We all got certain skills

and education too.

You know what's ironic?

Those men committed crimes,

they were put in prison...

and they got this mission.

I would've been willing

to give everything I have.

Maybe my life.

I'm sorry.

No. Don't stop now.

My dad is a Foreign Service officer.

He married a Norwegian woman

when he was stationed in Oslo.

When the Nazis hit Norway,

my mother had gone home

to get her family out.

She died in the first bombing raid.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Now, we can try an air strike

at the train in open country,

but we can't be sure

they'd get all 12.

And then, we could give this to

British intelligence at Alexandria.

Hey, wait a minute.

How about my men?

I mean, they've been working damn

hard and they're ready to go!

My staff is right. You really

do become one of them.

They'd have to go back to prison.

Now wait a minute, general.

If you send these men

back to do time and die,

you're gonna have

a riot on your hands.

And you may be right.

I might be fighting on their side.

What the hell do you want, major? You've got a

traitor in your group and you don't know who it is.

I don't know who it is,

but somewhere down the line

I'll find out who it is

and get rid of him.

Besides blowing up the Nazis

or die trying.

And that's the name of the game

when it comes to the Dirty Dozen.

Besides drinking and whoring...

and falling down.

And one of them is a traitor.

We're approaching

the jump area, major.

We'll be turning on the

ready light at any moment.

Let's see.

Coordinates 4135-2794,

is that right?

Well, of course, sir.

Any problem?

No, no, no. No problem.

Except we're not gonna jump there.

Yes, I want you to change course

5 degrees south of Skopje

and bypass the jump area by some 20 miles.

Have you got that?

This is all very irregular, sir.

You're breaking the plan.

Well, my whole group is irregular,

gentlemen. That's part of their job.

We'll have to report it to our C.O.

I don't care how many reports

you make, captain,

just as long as the new coordinates

are 4131-2795. Have you got that?

Hey, what the hell's

going on here?

We're changing directions.

Major, if we don't jump

where we planned,

how will we link up

with the Resistance?

You let me worry about that.

I've got an address in Skopje.

You and I will find it, Demchuk.

They are running late, Vasco.

They'll be here.

My sister received...

Something's gone wrong.

I have to get back to Skopje.

We have to get out

of here in any case.

Whatever happens, I need one

prisoner for interrogation.

We'll take those six.

You men, surrender!

I have your prisoner

for interrogation, captain.

Keep him alive.

Don't look down, sir.

Look at them as if

you hate them

and they will be sure

you are Yugoslav.

Yes? Ares is the god of war.

And we are all his children.

Come in.

Stand still. Take their guns.

Now, what the hell is this?

Keep quiet. Peter,

check the ammunition.

U.S. Army, standard issue,

.45-calibre ammunition,

brand-new.

Who are you looking for?

I already gave you the password.

The password could have been tortured out

of men who then had their tongues torn out.

Who are you looking for?

A partisan leader.

Initials Y.V.

I am Yelena Vascovic.

No one else knew

that you had only my initials.

What happened last night?

Hey, look, I can talk a lot better

without that cannon pointing at my head.

Please, I'm sorry.

I understand.

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