The Dirty Dozen Page #7

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Come on!

Hey, come on, pick it up!

Yeah, we had Reisman all wrong.

-Come on, move it!

-Not now. Wait for it.

What's going on up there?

Hey, you!

What are you, something special?

We gotta wait all day for you?

Come on!

Get in position there.

Let's try and make a straight line.

Let's look like soldiers, huh?

I told you nobody could pass.

Now, open the gate. Let's get going.

Those are the two guys

that got Wladislaw.

Those are the two guys that

gave Wladislaw his lumps.

Those are the two guys

that jumped Wladislaw.

Those are the two guys

that banged Wladislaw.

Those two gorillas beat up Wladislaw.

Those are the two guys--

In my opinion. . .

. . .the officer in command

of this operation. . .

. . .has either disregarded his orders

or is flagrantly disobeying them. . .

. . .one way or the other.

And that is what I am here to find out.

All right. . .

. . .gentlemen,

let's understand each other.

I'm here to find out exactly

what this is all about. . .

. . .and I intend to do it

if it takes all day.

Now, you can make it easy or tough

on yourself. That's up to you.

Before I leave, we're going to find

out who's involved in this insanity. . .

. . .what you're doing here and why.

Is that understood?

All right, general.

What's your name, rank

and serial number?

You tell him, we've all had it!

Quiet!

What's your name, soldier?

Number Two, sir.

Morgan. Clayton.

Yes, sir?

Give Clayton this man's name, rank

and serial number. For all of them.

-I really don't know that, sir.

-Then tell him what you do know.

You fink, you tell him nothing!

-What was that talk down there?

-Nothing, sir.

Come here, soldier.

When did you bathe last?

-I don't remember, sir.

-You're filthy.

You're a disgrace to the uniform.

Sergeant Fredericks,

get a razor and water.

He will demonstrate proper procedure

for shaving and bathing in the field.

-Yes, sir.

-Right, soldier?

No, sir!

No, sir, what?

No, sir, I am not going to shave, sir!

Then we'll have to do it the hard way.

Clayton, Blake, dry-shave him.

Now!

-Reisman!

-That's right!

You be good enough to have your

men dispose of their weapons!

-Sergeant Bowren!

-Sir!

Get some special help

and get those weapons!

Yes, sir.

All right, you heard the man!

Now, get moving!

Hit them only where it hurts.

-Turn it loose!

-That's great.

Oh, I'm sorry, sergeant.

You Nazi!

I'm with you, major, all the way.

Don't call us, we'll call you.

You must be out of your mind.

It might seem that way.

Take it all back, colonel.

They aren't pretty and they can't fight.

They're all 4-Fs!

Hey, colonel, I hear they

don't even use parachutes!

Hey, colonel, you crybaby!

Don't just stand there, pick it up!

-Stick around for tea.

-Put some money in there.

Come again, colonel!

Stop by any time, bozo.

I'm sure you look upon your service

record as being highly colorful, major.

Well, that's not my view of it.

I think you know I was never in favor

of you leading this operation.

So I can't say that I'm disappointed

in your performance.

Because the impression you made on

me was unfavorable in the first place.

You behave as if this

were a personal matter.

Let me assure you, it isn't.

What happens to you is something

to which I am indifferent.

But the nature of the operation

I am running is not.

Colonel Breed's report

on your unit's level of achievement. . .

. . .and general behavior at the parachute

training school is entirely negative.

It would in itself justify

my recommendation. . .

. . .that this operation be canceled.

Your men will be sent back

for execution of sentence.

Whether disciplinary action

should be taken against you. . .

. . .is a matter for General Worden here.

I take it you don't deny your

responsibility for the fact that. . .

. . .on the night of April 14-15, a military

establishment of the U.S. Army. . .

. . .was the scene of a drunken party. . .

. . .at which no less than seven

female civilians took an active part.

Oh, yes, sir, they took

an active part all right.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Are you in a position to offer even

the remotest mitigating circumstances?

-Yes, sir.

-Oh, sergeant, more ice.

Yes, sir.

Well?

You offered those men a chance to get

off the hook, and they worked hard.

Now that they're just shaping up, you're

gonna say, "Sorry, the deal's off"?

You've only yourself to blame for that.

You brought those women to camp.

So I broke an Army regulation.

You're gonna kill five men

and send the rest to prison for life?

Because if you did that. . .

. . .you'd have to lock up half

the U.S. Army, officers included.

Anyway, you said it yourself,

it was my fault.

It's not gonna affect their ability

as soldiers.

Yes, well, we've heard about their

ability as soldiers from Colonel Breed.

That's his opinion.

My men have crammed six months of

intensive training into as many weeks.

As of this moment, I'd stack them

up against any men in the Army.

You can't be serious.

You're damn right I am!

They might not be pretty. . .

. . .but any one of mine

is worth 10 of yours.

-Those comparisons are hardly the point.

-It's precisely the point.

My contention is that my men are more

than able to handle any job given them.

Now, you gentlemen set this thing up.

You promised them a chance.

At least you can let them

show you what they're capable of.

I shudder to think

what they might be capable of.

Give them a chance to prove it, then

if they fail, your conscience is clear.

Tell me, major. . .

. . .just how would you

have your men prove it?

It can't be done, can it?

Well, yes. I suppose it could.

I mean, there might be a way.

What I mean is,

general, if you recall. . .

. . .next week we've got divisional

maneuvers in Devonshire.

Yes, yes, yes.

Colonel Breed's outfit will be

part of that exercise.

As a matter of fact,

one of his companies. . .

. . .has been assigned the defense

of divisional headquarters.

So?

So. . . .

So you let my 12 men act

as an independent unit. . .

. . .attached to the opposing force.

And they'll knock out Breed's

headquarters and capture his entire staff.

That I'd like to see.

So would I.

Charlie and Fox Companies will support

the back of the woods.

They'll need supplies

from the 2nd Battalion.

Rogers won't like that,

but I don't want to hear about it.

-Yes, sir.

-How's Johnson's armor?

They just ran through two minutes ago,

sir. The armor's all set.

Hold it!

Back!

Change!

You think we're gonna

get away with this?

Smile, you idiots! If those blue

slobs recognize us, we're in trouble.

Can you believe it?

They shaved.

How about that?

Get a load of the major.

He can't believe we made it.

-The day go fast, major?

-You're beautiful, but you're late.

-Got everything you need?

-Absolutely.

Think you can remember the plan?

-So where'd you get the vehicle?

-We stole it.

Like we're gonna steal

everything else.

We're playing war games, right?

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