Breaking Point

Tolly.

-Come here, Celia. -Have him stop.

Look after you, but.

Yeah. I know.

Gonna be my best man.

Why this flurry of queries about my campaign?

-It's not the PM's business. -It's Bartlett, sir. Must be.

You will not leave without permission.

This is an official reprimand.

Johnny Hamilton's a good man, Ellis.

He's a fool.

The break-out will occur over 48 hours.

A hundred thousand troops on five fronts.

Is it all too complex?

Activity, Cecil.

A build-up of reinforcements at Anzac,

20,000 men landing at Suvla...

Is it enough for me, though?

What if the Turk is dug in?

Where are you mob going?

Up Walker's or the Nek.

-Not sure exactly. -What about you blokes?

I heard Lone Pine.

-(MACHINE-GUN FIRE) -You blokes move forward!

Have the New Zealanders moved south

to support the Australians at the Nek?

No, sir.

So, alone at the Nek.

-Forward! -(WHISTLES BLOW REPEATEDLY) -(MEN ROAR)

-(GUNSHOT) -Oh!

Ugh!

Where's Stopford?

Aboard the 'Jonquil', sir.

The navy should do something about their slippery ladders.

From General Stopford, sir.

Now we have Chunuk Bair, I need him there

up in those hills, aiding the Anzacs.

He says the Turks "tend to be aggressive".

I'm going to Suvla Bay. I'm taking charge down there.

-If I may say... -No, you mayn't, Braithwaite!

Your advice is not welcome at the moment.

I'm going to Suvla Bay, dammit.

Well, now, good afternoon, sir, and welcome to Suvla.

What are you doing, Freddy?

Getting it done, Johnny.

This is only temporary. For the shade, of course.

Your orders were to move from here and take the hills.

I gave you 20,000 men!

They're very tired, Johnny.

Hasn't been an easy day, as you can imagine.

And so very hot.

I ordered you to advance to the heights.

We must move to aid Birdwood's New Zealanders!

Doing it. I'm on the move.

Some of my men are in the foothills already,

clearing the way.

Down the coast at Suvla Bay,

the British finally attacked.

Artillery shells set fire to the scrub

and the British troops were caught in the flames.

The Turks chased them back to the beach.

It was the end of the Suvla push to the heights.

(SCREAMING CONTINUES IN THE DISTANCE)

(SEABIRDS SQUAWK IN THE DISTANCE)

Silly.

Bartlett.

General.

It's so silent now.

Yes, Bartlett.

Yes, it is.

I witnessed yesterday, sir.

Must be difficult for you.

Don't patronise me, Bartlett.

Still, I spoke with Aspinall.

He told me of the victory at Chunuk Bair.

I congratulate you.

I relieved the New Zealanders up there

with the North Lancs and the 5th Wiltshire.

They were overrun.

I've lost Chunuk Bair.

Sir.

Ah, speak of the devil, Johnson.

You met our distinguished visitor, Colonel White?

-How do you do, Johnson? -Sir.

Mentioned in dispatches twice, Johnson.

So, son, how do you feel about an extra four shillings a day?

What do you mean?

You've been bumped up to full corporal.

You'll be telling me what to do by the end of this war.

Hey?

No, sir.

What'd I tell ya?

The Sergeant said you didn't take kindly to promotion.

Sorry, Harry.

Lieutenant now.

Dismissed, Johnson.

Thank you, sir.

I always knew you'd be something, Tol.

A corp's not anything, Bev.

It's just the army.

Still, I'm proud of you, mate.

Yeah, Mum will be too.

Nah.

Dad'd be real proud.

You reckon?

Yeah.

Little Tom.

Don't remember much about him.

Nah, he never belted you.

You were his "little Tommy".

"But you just watch him," he'd say.

I'm not much, Bev.

Just a bloke.

Oh, you're not something yet, Tolly.

But you will be.

Yeah.

I know what I'll be.

Listen, you've got just as much chance as everyone else.

As much as Stewie and Chook?

And Two Bob?

And Cliffy?

So, Charles, I thought I told you not to get shot.

I thought you were in Suvla.

I was, for my sins.

Oh, here. Something for your convalescence.

Is it painful?

How did you get it?

I wanted to go up with Godley's men to the heights battle.

It's just a stray bullet.

There are no stray bullets in war, Charles.

You're probably lucky you didn't make it to the top.

Such a disaster.

Not the word.

Over the past four days, Hamilton's run up...

..how many casualties, do you suppose?

20,000? 25,000?

On three fronts.

And lost all three. -Maybe not.

We're holding on.

Dammit, Bean. Why are you always like this?

"Holding on."

Hamilton's task was a peninsula.

What's he managed? A few bloody acres of nothing.

I watched men burn to death yesterday.

Saw English troops running away from the guns.

Hamilton and men like him are forging the end of an empire.

You go too far, Ellis.

Charles, you're injured.

Repatriate yourself.

Go to London.

You'll be relieved of your obligations

and you can write the truth.

We're all censored. Geography doesn't negate that.

Then I'll write it and you take it to London.

I'm staying here, Ellis.

I've got a job to do.

Not for much longer, I'm thinking.

Surely even Hamilton can see it now.

Never mind, Birdie.

Never say die, I say.

I'll be in touch, sir.

We had Chunuk Bair in our hands for some time.

Means we know how to take it.

So your plans to retake, Birdie, they're well advanced?

Still working out the details, sir.

Good.

Well, I gave Freddy Stopford at Suvla some ginger.

He's to immediately take the first ridge

leading to the heights, and then, uh...on we go.

Good.

-Welcome back, sir. -Suvla, Braithwaite.

What do we have on General Stopford?

He's...been in contact, sir.

Once again.

Has he finished moving to the ridge I ordered?

He says he wants to push on, sir.

I don't give a fig what he WANTS.

I asked you, has he moved for the ridge?

Not quite, sir.

He says he'd very much like to,

but, first, he needs more artillery and water.

God help us.

Keep moving!

Colonel, move your battalion inland now.

More like a million.

After the failure of the big break-out,

everything came to a stop.

We'd been here four months and got nowhere.

We were completely fought out.

The Turks were probably the same.

No-one knew what to do next.

Reminds you of home, eh?

Nah.

It's an old moon.

Means change.

I had such faith in him...

..in the beginning.

Definition of insanity.

To repeat the same action over and over again

and expect a different result.