The Great Escape II: The Untold Story

I blew it this time.

Gotta hit the salt.

Don't wait up for me, guys.

This isn't gonna take long is it, guys?

Who do you like in the World Series?

You know, baseball.

Yeah, well get rid of the dogs first.

Okay, okay, I'm only kidding.

I'm only kidding.

Thanks for the lift, guys.

Good morning, captain.

Hey, what time does the pool open?

Hey, guys.

Yeah, I saw Betty Grable in London.

She sends her love.

What?

Hi, mate.

I want one close to the john.

In case I gotta get up in the middle of the night, you know?

Hey, Mack, you speak any English?

Yes.

How about you?

You know, you got a right to a uniform.

Next time the Red Cross comes in here,

you tell 'em you want a uniform.

Okay, thanks, I'll do that.

What kind of uniform would that be?

I'm a major.

British Expeditionary Forces.

- Well, you can't see me, but I'm saluting.

You don't sound like a Brit.

Long story.

How long you been in here?

Five days now.

Yeah, what'd you do?

Ah, I got a little wire happy,

took a walk through the woods.

What about you?

I fell out of a P-47 over France.

And the Jerries nabbed me.

You break outta here solo?

Mm-hmm.

- That's all they got going on around here is guys

with ants in their pants going for midnight strolls?

Far as I know.

Well, you need to get on a program.

I'll talk to you when I get out.

Okay.

Where'd you say you flew out of?

I didn't.

Good luck.

Yeah, you too.

- This escape I take personally, Major Dodge.

You shouldn't, colonel.

- All the agreed rules for the treatment of prisoners

are observed in this camp.

It's a matter of policy for Luftwaffe Commander Goering

and a matter of personal honor for me.

Yet, you persist in trying to escape.

That's very obstinate of you.

People have told me

that I'm obstinate my whole life, colonel.

Afraid it hasn't done very much good.

May I speak frankly to you?

As an officer?

I am sure English officers come together

and they speak about things, they gossip

as German officers do this as well.

Mostly, they speak of what goes on in Berlin.

Right now they are saying in Berlin,

Herr Himmler is thinking that the Luftwaffe has been

too weak in its dealings with escaped prisoners of war.

He regards them as no different than civilian spies,

especially since they are usually out of uniform.

He thinks the Gestapo could manage them much better.

But if that were true,

that'd be a violation of the Geneva Convention.

- I'm only telling you this for your own good, Major Dodge.

I don't think that Germany

would want to violate that convention.

- I tell you what I have heard, that's all.

They say you were captured by the Hitler Youth.

That's correct?

Yes.

- I think there must be more to this story.

You all right, Johnnie?

Fine, Roger.

I can't say I wouldn't have liked

to just keep on going to the Swiss border.

How'd it go?

Good, I think I got what we need.

Good.

Wings is waiting for us back at the barracks.

Right.

Say, Jim.

Northbound, Sagan, 11:47.

Frankfurt, 14:15.

And Berlin, 16:50.

Although I doubt you want stay on that long.

And what about southbound?

Leaves Sagan at 9:53.

Dresden, 16:20.

And Munich, 23:07.

Mm-hmm.

Where do the Sagan police stay?

There's a little room right next

to the station master's office.

They wait in there.

Pieber's headed this way.

- Right, I'll see you chaps later on on the pitch.

Captain Pieber.

- Colonel Von Lindeiner wants those clothes.

Why, does he want to escape too?

Rubberneck's had his eye on 104 all day.

Which tunnel are we digging today?

- Digging in 102, he's watching the diversion.

- Diversion or not, he looks like he's up to no good.

Maybe we're being too clever.

- I don't know, it looks like it's working to me.

I still think it's trouble.

Damn.

- Quick, let's get a move on. - Okay.

Bloody hell.

- Get up, move, now. - Come on, Mack, let's go.

Everybody out.

Go, move.

Faster, faster.

Line up.

Faster, please.

- Take your time, lads, take your time.

Just keep it nice and slow.

Thank God.

That was too damn close.

- Okay, let's spit it up now, come on.

- Thank you, flight leftenant.

Parade, attention!

Group Captain Massey.

- All men present and accounted for, colonel.

- So, where is your tunnel, Squadron Leader Bushell?

Tunnel, colonel?

You know, I have great respect for all

of these fine soldiers and good pilots.

I'm even honored to be your guardian.

But there are those who think we waste too much manpower

in taking care of you.

Open.

Just doing a bit of gardening, guv.

Yes, sir.

Obviously, there is a tunnel.

Find it.

- If the Jerries didn't do everything by the bloody numbers,

they'd have trapped the day shift underground today.

What are you getting at, Roger?

It's getting tight.

I want to move the whole thing up.

No, we can't just do that.

- Gentlemen, gentlemen, we cannot break for it now.

- Well, we damn well can if we have to, sir.

- Roger, Roger, I know as Big X, it's your decision.

But it's still bloody April.

The ponds freeze at night.

It's cold, but it's dry.

No tracks.

Besides, they won't be expecting it.