The Dirty Dozen Page #9

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-Or get hung.

Or get hung.

But I made a deal with them.

Knocking off Breed's headquarters

is what got you guys off the hook.

You weren't really worried,

were you, major?

No, not much, he wasn't.

But we still have

one operation to go.

If you guys foul up on this one, none

of us will ever play the violin again.

Because up until now,

it's all been a game.

But as of tomorrow night,

it's gonna be the real thing.

If you want to know how real,

I'll tell you.

It's my guess the lot of you guys

won't be coming back.

But there's no sense in squawking

about that.

Because the Army never did love you.

Besides, you all volunteered, right?

-Yeah.

-Well, that's more than I did.

Sergeant Bowren.

Look, I know we've been over this

a thousand times. . .

. . .but a lot can go wrong.

We gotta be prepared to improvise.

So let's see what happens

if everything goes right. Ready?

-One.

-At the roadblock, we've just begun.

-One.

-At the roadblock, we've just begun.

-Two.

-The guards are through.

-Three.

-The major's men are on a spree.

-Four.

-Major and Wladislaw through the door.

-Five.

-Pinkley stays out in the drive.

-Six.

-The major gives the rope a fix.

-Seven.

-Wladislaw throws the hook to heaven.

-Eight.

-Jiminez has got a date.

-Nine.

-The other guys go up the line.

-Ten.

-Sawyer and Gilpin are in the pen.

-Eleven.

-Posey guards points five and seven.

-Twelve.

-Wladislaw and major go down to delve.

And where's Donald Duck?

Donald Duck's down at the crossroads

with a machine gun.

And he'd better not be asleep,

or we'll all be in trouble.

-Thirteen.

-Franko goes up without being seen.

-Fourteen.

-Zero hour.

-And?

-Mayonnaise cuts the cable. . .

. . .Franko cuts the phone.

-Fifteen.

-Franko goes in. . .

. . .where the others have been.

-Sixteen.

-We all come out like it's Halloween.

And kill every officer in sight.

Ours or theirs?

Well, let's start off with theirs, huh?

Let's take it again from the top,

without the ad-libs.

-All right, one.

-Down the roadblock, we've just begun.

-Two.

-The guards are through.

-Three.

-The major's men are on a spree.

-Fourteen.

-Zero hour.

-And?

-Mayonnaise cuts the cable. . .

. . .Franko cuts the phone.

-Fifteen.

-Franko goes in. . .

. . .where the others have been.

-Sixteen.

-We all come out like it's Halloween.

Seventeen?

Seventeen. D-day.

We get out as best we can

and make our way to the coast.

And hope that the entire invasion

hasn't been a total disaster.

Otherwise, we got a long swim home.

How much longer, major?

I'll ask the driver.

You're not worried about jumping

at night, are you?

Getting back.

Ready.

Cargo.

Go.

-Where have you been? We're late.

-We've been looking for Jiminez.

-And?

-We found him hung up in an apple tree.

-His neck's broken.

-You mean he's dead?

That's exactly what I mean.

-This far.

-Yeah.

All right, Franko, now you know why

we all checked out on that rope, huh?

Gilpin, number eight.

Gilpin, did you hear me?

-Eight.

-Gilpin's got a date?

-Fourteen.

-Zero hour.

-And?

-Gilpin cuts the cables. . .

-. . .Franko cuts the phone.

-Let's go.

-What a great way to start out, huh?

-Yeah.

So far, so good, major.

Where are those guys?

Here they come.

Let's go.

Come on, Pinkley, let's go.

It's just like the major

said it would be.

Yeah, really some spread, ain't it?

There they go now.

-No blackout?

-Think they're expecting us?

Hey, the silencer!

Let's go.

"Radio room. "

-Everything okay?

-Yeah.

I don't know how many

Germans we'll kill. . .

. . .but we're gonna make

an awful lot of noise.

Hey, do you believe

in stuff like that?

Oh, I don't know, can't hurt nothing.

I don't think I believe

in stuff like that.

-So, how's your German holding up?

-Oh, man, I don't know.

You know those two guys

walking down the stairs?

I couldn't understand

a word they said.

-Just act mean and grunt, huh?

-Yeah.

Okay, Room 11.

So?

You go first, I'll carry the bags.

We'll set it up here.

-They should've been here by now.

-Yeah.

Guard!

I left the rope.

Hold it.

Idiot.

-Do it, Polack!

-Shut up.

Hurry up.

Now.

Now.

Ready for the turkey shoot?

I wish I could read this.

I think it's dirty.

Hey! What are you doing?

Franko and the others

are still down there. Come on!

Hey, Maggott.

What the hell are you doing?

Get out of sight.

Wolfgang?

Wolfgang?

Wolfgang?

Scream.

Scream.

Scream, you slut.

Sprechen, you harlot.

Scream.

Radio room.

Blow it! Blow it!

-Hey, what's going on?

-Shut up.

It's Judgment Day, you sinners.

Come out.

Come out, wherever you are.

Come out.

Come out.

Now!

-You didn't think about that, did you?

-They gotta breathe.

You got the grenades?

Right. Right, sir.

We got enough here

to blow up the world.

What are we gonna do about them?

We'll feed the French

and kill the Germans.

-Franko, cover that corner.

-What happened?

They're locked in the bunker. There's

gotta be some air vents. Take a look.

All right, bring your grenades!

Over here!

I'll take them.

Here they are.

Take it down there.

Bowren, get Vladek out here.

Where's that coming from?

Come on, Vladek, we need you.

Come on, come on.

Franko! Get over here and see

if you can start one of those trucks!

Wladislaw, Jefferson. Get the lids

off those other ventilators.

You know what you gotta do, so do it.

Hurry up!

All right, you Frenchies, beat it.

No, it's all right. It's all right. Go on.

Get back up there

and cover that bridge!

Move it!

Help Bowren!

There they are!

Hurry it up. Posey's got trouble!

Get one of those trucks started!

No, no, no. Leave the pins in.

The pins in, huh?

Bowren, get some gasoline.

Some gasoline?

Are you sure?

You want to ask Pinkley and Vladek?

Now, get going!

Yes, sir.

Sawyer, Lever, cover that bridge!

Do you believe these guys?

They keep these things locked.

Keep looking!

The other road! The other road!

Come on, baby.

Where are you, baby?

Let's go!

Move over.

Move over!

Wladislaw. . .

. . .get Vladek out of there, huh?

Another flare! Another flare!

Come on, you. . . .

Jefferson! When I give you the signal. . .

. . .set them off one, two, three, four,

and get the hell out of there.

We'll wait for you at the bridge.

-Right?

-Right.

Let's go!

Come on, let's go.

Come on, hurry up!

-Are you okay?

-Yeah.

Jefferson, set them off!

Get that thing out of here

or we'll all go up!

Let's go.

They're not gonna make it.

We'll get a boat and get out

the other side. Come on, let's go.

All right, blow it!

Remember, Jefferson, 20 seconds!

Run!

-Faster, faster.

-Come on! Come on!

Jefferson faster.

Come on, Jefferson. Run!

-Go!

-Hurry up!

-Come on, move!

-Come on, come on.

-It's gonna blow!

-Come on!

Come on, Jefferson!

Jefferson!

Come on, start.

It won't start! It won't start!

The bastard won't start!

All right, get in!

Shift! Shift it, shift it!

We made it!

We made it. Those stupid bastards,

we made it!

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