The Last Flight (The Last Voyage of Lancaster / Le dernier vol)

French Sahara 1933

Next, I'll build a hangar for the vehicles.

Beside them I'll put the workshop.

Have you gone mad?

What's wrong, Chauvet? Why are you stirring things up?

Let's go talk in my office.

Duclos, take over.

THE LAST FLIGHT

Go ahead, I'm listening!

This is Tuareg country,

we must respect their customs.

No! It's French soil,

under my command!

If I may say so, Captain, that's not how to handle Tuaregs.

Especially Firhoun!

He must respect my authority,

and give up his subversive idea of reuniting the tribes.

Your protégé erred by ignoring my order.

That mistake proves his guilt.

Tomorrow I'll talk to old Limane,

after his night of prayers.

He's still very influential here.

I know him welI, he’ll listen to me.

If you swear no harm will come to his son.

Why be rough on him? He's not all bad.

He only has one idea.

Know what he wants?

More braid on his uniform.

He's using the Tuaregs to play war-games.

He was sent here to clean things up.

Because I'm too soft?

Damn what they think in Algiers or Paris.

They're not on the terrain.

Took years to get the locals to trust me.

What'll you do next?

Re-enlist elsewhere?

We'll see.

Anyway, I'II get posted to a garrison back home.

I think you belong in Africa.

We're through here.

Nonsense.

I don't mean France, I mean you.

I see you leaving the army and settling here.

Dunno... I really don't.

Limane, listen. This is important.

I spoke to the Captain.

He won't arrest Firhoun,

but he wants your son to give up the gathering of the tribes.

He isn't alone in wanting this gathering.

By refusing to obey, you're defying the army.

The tribes don't defy your army, they just want to meet.

We have to calm things down.

The Captain is irked, help me and I'll help you.

Help me avoid this gathering.

Breathe gently...

17,6. That's still too high, Captain.

You need rest...

You can get dressed.

You know Lt Chauvet well?

Sure...

Can he be trusted?

Unquestionably. Here...

Has being here changed him a lot?

In what way?

There's sea-sickness and mountain vertigo,

isn't there a desert equivalent?

No...

Well, maybe there is a kind of desert giddiness,

which mostly affects newcomers.

Thanks, Louis.

Get some rest, Captain, huh?

I'll try.

On my next leave, I'm going to Ma André's.

Heard she got some new girls.

Last month, I had me a white gal, barely 20.

A sizzler!...

Fresh in from Paris!

A real beaut!

That's a big change...

from the local squaws. It's something else, let me tell you.

Well?

It's a broad!

Come in!

Marie Vallières de Beaumont.

Captain Vincent Brosseau.

I welcome you.

Please be seated.

Care for a drink?

No thanks.

I'm amazed Algiers didn't warn me of your arrival.

It's about the British pilot?

Correct.

What's been done to find him?

I followed the trail by car,

to Gao.

He was breaking a record, he wouldn’t fly over a trail.

You should use your camel corps!

I can't assign a lot of men to search for him.

A lot of men? Meaning how many?

I've had no orders from our HQ.

Lancaster disappeared 5 days ago.

Every minute counts, I can't wait for orders!

I was told you'd help.

By Ben Gallier, a St Cyr graduate.

He's my cousin.

I know him well:

a classmate at officer training-school.

Meanwhile, can you tank up my plane?

No problem, Ma'am.

Section, at the double!

Snap to it!

In open order!

Section, halt!

Right turn!

Leave in the morning. Night flights are risky here.

Open order!

Attention!

No chatter!

At ease!

I hope the limey had enough water on board,

or his sweetheart'll find him roasted.

She's stuck on him, to set out alone!

Don't make fun, Vasseur.

She's a seasoned flyer. Duclos inquired.

Got her pilot’s license at 18,

then decided to topple records.

Almost killed herself once.

When was that?

5 years ago, she crashed on an island near Borneo.

Guess who risked his life to find her: Lancaster.

Bet they're hot in the sack!

OK, Vasseur!

By "hot in the sack", he means "in love".

Guy's a lucky loser.

Why?

What gal would risk her life to find you in a desert?

At cadet school,

they taught us how Colonel Laperrine

dosed his water in the desert.

If Lancaster has will, he’ll survive.

Thanks.

What'll happen to my brother?

If your father listens to me,

we can settle it.

And if he refuses?

I'd rather not think about it.

Antoine, I'm afraid...

Come.

Tell him to smile.

I'll write down their names.

Have you convinced your brass?

Captain!

HQ won't greenlight it.

A life's at stake! Don't act like them!

Help me, I can't manage all alone.

The Gao squadron should search the Tenere.

I'm not a magician who orders squadrons around!

If one of your men was lost, you'd act fast!

Respect our allies!

Bill fought for France!

Without men like him, you'd be enslaved,

not strutting in your uniform!

Why not ask your father for help?

He's an eminent general.

He tried to stop me from coming here.

My Tuaregs are unruly.

I won't let them out till it's resolved.

Sorry, it's a matter of priorities.

I'll find a way...

Above all, you need rest.

You can have my room. It's the best here.

Where are you going?

Let go of it!

Let go of me!

Let me go!

Don't stay there!

Ma'am, some food for you!

You must eat! Open the door!

I need nothing, thanks.

I'II leave it on the doorstep.

Antoine, carefuI. I'm cutting branches.

Don't worry.

Hello.

I wanted to thank you for yesterday.

I did what anyone would’ve done.

I need help.

Have you talked to the Captain?

He won't help. Problems with the Tuaregs.

You know them, find some to escort me.

They won't go into the Tenere.

No water, too many superstitions.

Convince them, I can pay them.

Pay them?

They scorn your money.

If the person you loved was lost, what'd you do?

Where Lancaster crashed, the desert is dangerous.

Trying to find him is suicidal.

For people like you, life is sensible or it's a dream.

Love is just a dream, right?

How are you?