We Go In at Dawn

Pinroy Bijayan Presents

Frank, it's four A.M.

Shot down, when?

Where?

Is he alive?

Not that that helps us.

If he's caught, the Germans can be extremely persuasive.

Call Gubbins.

I want every resistance cell from here to the Danube

hunting night and day.

- Sergeant, Sergeant! - Frank, if they catch him

and he talks, there is no Operation Overlord.

There is no damn D-Day and we will lose this war.

William, shake Maurice out of bed.

Get him to ready my car.

Get me the Prime Minister.

Stop!

Freeze, hands up.

Hands up!

Get them above your head now!

Get down.

One bad move and he will shoot your horse

and then I will shoot you.

Kneel down.

Von Richter, you're sure?

If there's anyone in Europe that knows

where Victor Lawrence is,

you can be sure it's Sturmbannfuhrer Von Richter.

Where is he now?

So he'll be in UK airspace in what, six hours?

Von Richter is slippery.

Who do we have to meet him?

Have an agent from Baker Street

join Nichols at the airfield.

I appreciate you're stretched, we all are Frank.

Try John Seabourne,

he's just got in from that ugly mess in Yugoslavia.

Leave?

Well, who gave him leave?!

Tell him his country needs him tonight.

He can see his daughter afterwards.

And Frank.

Need to know eh?

Tell Seabourne we just need him to confirm

its Von Richter.

Oh, and one last thing.

Make sure he understands we need Von Richter alive.

And there it is, 2,000 little pieces

to make it all work in perfect time.

How do you even begin to know where they all go?

Actually, you would if anyone would!

Let's hope I can remember eh?

You will.

The trick is knowing what each part does.

Everyone, if one piece is missing,

just one piece, then none of this works.

I don't wanna go, Dad.

I don't want you to go either, but...

Why is there a "but"?

There's always a "but".

Your mother is looking forward to seeing you.

That's not the point.

This was our week.

We've had it planned for months.

Well unfortunately Mister Hitler

must have lost the copy our diary this month.

I did send it to him.

I hate this war.

I'll make it up to you.

I promise.

It can't be time already.

You promise you won't carry on and fix it without me.

How could I?

You're my co-pilot.

My right hand girl.

I don't do anything important without you.

Got your tickets?

And map?

And you'll wait for your mother

to pick you up at the station.

Dad, I've done this a million times.

Not by yourself.

I'm not on my own.

I mean not without me or your mother.

Call in sick.

You know I can't.

I know you won't.

Here comes your Aunt Betty now.

Last chance.

Hurry up and make this horrid war end.

I'm doing my best.

Hello, Betty.

Hi, John.

Hello, darling.

Hi, Aunt Betty.

Jane has got all our telephone numbers

and addresses written on there.

Put it in an inside pocket.

We'll be fine, won't we poppet?

We're off on an adventure.

Thank you.

I'll wait in the car.

Bye dad.

Win this war.

And come home.

I promise.

- John. - Danny.

You really didn't have to come, you know.

Everything all right?

I could have identified him just as well as you.

See?

Right on time.

You worry to much, John.

Sturmbannfuhrer Richter.

Well?

It's him.

Welcome to England, Sturmbannfuhrer Richter.

We have much to talk about.

This goes against every code

of the Geneva convention.

You do not get to lecture us about codes,

Geneva, or any other.

What did he say?

He wants his cuffs back.

Don't move.

Home guard!

Who goes there?

Special Operations.

Don't shoot.

The battle for Monte casino

has ended in victory.

Polish troops of the 2nd Polish Corps

led by General Wadyslav Anders

captured German positions around the hilltop fortress

in the early hours of this morning Italian time.

Men and officers of His majesty's Eighth Army's

and soldiers of the 1st Canadian Infantry Division

and the 5th Canadian Armoured Division

are pursuing the Germans north to the Hitler line.

Eyewitnesses describe a German army in disarray

as commonwealth and allied soldiers harass and dog

at the heels of the retreating Germans.

In home news, the south east of Britain

suffered another wave of daylight bombardment,

suggesting the German command are getting desperate.

In Watford a munitions factory was hit causing a large fire

and 103 casualties.

In East Anglia, a passenger train

on the Norwich to London Liverpool street line

suffered a direct hit at approximately four P.M.

just as the train was pulling out of Sudbury, in Suffolk.

A statement by John Roberts of the Auxiliary Fire Service

at 9 A.M. this morning confirms 15 people were killed,

including six children.

Whilst there are no other casualties from the bombardment,

a ministry spokesman asks all members of the public

to continue their vigilance in respect of unexploded bombs.

We are gathered here today to remember before God

our dear sister Jane,

to give thanks for her life,

to commend her to God her merciful redeemer and judge,

to commit her body

to be buried.

We have entrusted our sister to God's merciful keeping,

and we now commit her body to the ground:

earth to earth,

ashes to ashes,

dust to dust.

Hello?

You're late.

Lathyrus odoratus.

Need to be hardened off in April

or they won't survive a cold snap.

May we go inside?

My sincerest condolences, old boy.

You know it wasn't your fault.

It was just wrong place, wrong time.

It's a damn ugly war.

Danny could have identified Richter,

I needn't to be there.

He could have, had things gone smoothly.

But, as it turns out,

you rather did need to be there.

I didn't know that when I sent Jane packing.

And if you'd gone with her?

You'd have all been hit with the same damn bomb.

No.

Neither of us would have gone to London

in the first place.

If I could change that, I would.

But I can't.

What are you doing here?

John, we've got a situation.

Candidly, a real pickle.

A senior planner at Baker Street's gone and got himself

shot down over the continent.

Haute De France.

The SS picked him up near Lille.

You told his family it's an ugly war?

It's Victor Lawrence, John.