X Company

Previously on x company...

"Mobilizing to dieppe. Raid's tomorrow at dawn."

We take advantage of the distraction

and go after freya. German long-range radar.

They want us to get inside the installation, then blow it up. That's what

our guerilla army was for. Which we don't have anymore.

If I don't report back to my cell,

they will deliver anonymous photographs of your wife

and me to your superiors. I saw his fear.

His need to protect her. I'm saying maybe he'll work with us.

The Germans have an unbreakable code machine,

and you're gonna walk out with a chance to break it.

Any sign of our reinforcements?

No one's getting through. It's a carpet of just... bodies.

My god. There's a guerilla team in pour-de-lys right now

with a critical mission. If we can get to them four good men like you,

you could make the difference. I'm glad you're here, Alfred. Me too.

Aurora. You just said my name.

Yeah.

I'm storming the castle. I'm not going to

order you to do the same. Ready when you are.

: Sergeant.

: It doesn't move like our radar.

Watch, look how it stops. It's target-discriminating.

So it finds a ship, plane, locks on, tracks it.

What's the plan? We've got the grenades.

The machine guns'll cut us down before we get close enough.

They can hit us; We can't hit them. What about their rear defense?

It's too close to the cliff. Which is too steep to scale.

We should have at least a dozen more men.

There's none coming, gordie. You were on the beach, you saw.

We'll be retreating by now. Which is why our window of opportunity is now.

Their eyes are facing forward,

focused on the shore. That won't last long.

Alright, guys.

Change of plan. Our chances of getting

the radar intel, leaving no footprint,

and coming out in one piece are next to zero.

But right now, that station is still sending and receiving

information to the luftwaffe and the wehrmacht.

It tells the luftwaffe exactly where to strike.

Not if we bring it down. Exactly. If we can cripple it,

at least we give your brothers on the beach a shot

at getting away. What do you say? You wanted to know why us four

tried to storm the hq. This is why.

Can't stand by. Not after what we saw down there.

'Specially if we got a chance to save some of our guys.

You tell us what to do. Ok.

Gregson, you and your boys will try and draw fire from cover. We'll flank you.

And then we've got a shot at using the grenades. No.

No? Sorry, fellas. Can you just give us a minute?

Sure. Come on.

You really think you've got a chance at turning Franz Faber?

Yes, but... Right, then listen.

They're beating us with codes, with radar?

Our tanks... They're stuck on that beach

because we didn't know about the bloody pebbles. We can't fight

what we don't know about. We need to crack open

German intelligence, right now.

You said he let you go to protect his wife.

That he was scared. You had access to the documents

in his safe. That doesn't look good on him either.

If you and Alfred have a way to take advantage of Faber,

you have to take it. You need to go back to Paris.

We'll work on a plan after we're done here...

No. You know the odds. Two more bodies

is not gonna make or break what happens here today.

Listen, if you don't want me to lead this mission...

That's not it. With what you two know,

we can't risk letting that...

Risk letting that...

Go to waste if, if we don't make it out of here?

You two have faced Faber

up close and survived.

Who else can say that?

You have the connection.

You're the only two who could turn him.

He's right.

Out of the question.

If this has any chance of working,

we need all hands on deck. We're not turning our back on you.

It's a slaughter.

German defenses weren't even touched when our men landed.

Air reconnaissance missed the German gun positions.

How? They were dug in on the cliffs.

And our tanks? They were the best.

How were we to know? They had flamethrowers,

they were designed... If we weren't using someone's holiday snaps as surveillance,

we'd have known that they'd have never made it up the beach.

Duncan, the Russians have been clamoring for some time

for an advance of any kind on the western front.

There will be a political, if not a strategic gain.

That's not gonna count for much when the names

of these boys start rolling in.

Guys? Wait for my signal.

: Down to two grenades.

Let's make 'em count.

On my go. Wait!

You see the phone lines? What about them?

On a day like today,

if we cut the phone lines

and they had to switch to radio, would they encode their communications?

In the middle of battle?

I don't see how they could.

It would need to be in real time to be useful.

So, theoretically, if we cut the phone lines,

we could intercept their radio

and read all the communications coming from the station.

In clear. Theoretically.

Isn't that a lot more valuable

than just destroying the radar itself?

Cutting the phone lines versus tackling a heavily-gunned station?

We have more than enough manpower to do that.

You know what that means?

You're going after Franz Faber.

Be safe. We will.

Thank you. Good luck.

: Take care of yourself.

Good luck.

Good luck.

You too, Harry.

You're knocking it out of the park.

Just go do it again.

: Bye.

So, assuming we can get him face to face,

why doesn't he just arrest us?

Because if we don't come back, our cell releases

incriminating photos of sabine, and she'll be shot for treason.

What photos? I told him we had photos

of her fraternizing with me. But we don't.

He doesn't know that.

You think that's enough?

If we want an ally we can trust,

we need to recruit him on principle.

So all we have to do is convince him

he really wants to betray his own country.

That's all we have to do.

The phone line's cut. Did they see you?

Nope.

Anything?

No. I'd tell you.

What about now? Anything now?

There it is.

It's not even coded! It's bloody working!

It's unbelievable... Shh!

Luftwaffe squadron, they're getting orders to go after the retreating boats.

Bastards. Wait, wait. Duppel.

What's duppel? I don't know.

The planes are deploying duppel behind the boats. It's chaff.

They're dropping chaff. Flakes of aluminium. Fools our radar

into thinking there are planes up there when there's not.

Why? Because...

Luftwaffe have to refuel.

The mighty luftwaffe won't...

Harry! Tell the command centre the boats need to leave

immediately! Ignore their radar!

Something's come loose!

Hang on! Fast as they can!

Luftwaffe can't chase them without running out of gas.

Harry, get those ships out of here now!

Everyone cover Harry!

Harry! I know! I know!

Just for that moment I saw,

in his eyes, past the role he had to play.

What'd you see? He was just a man.

Fragile. Vulnerable.

Good. That's the man we have to target.

We've got to find the scrap of a soul that's left in there

after everything he's done. What else?

He loved his child.

He loves his wife.

Sabine once told me she thinks

the only reason he joined the party

was to make a good impression on her father.

Good. That's good,

if he did it for her. And on the train,

she was asking him really tough questions

about what Germany's doing and he didn't stand up and defend them.

Maybe he never was a true believer. She's forcing him to think

about what his job has turned him into.

Someone who has to shut down who he is

to get the job done.

Someone's who's trying to do his duty.

Trying not to feel.

Could you give me a hand?

Do you really think we can do this?

There's a chance.

People surprise you.

It would change everything.

: Are you scared?

No. Me neither.

Would it cross the line for me to ask...

When you said my name,

what did it feel like?

Something like that.

You ready?