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Oh, my God, it's the baby !
Are you all right ?
I'm frightfully sorry. It appears you've missed your bus.
I'm terribly sorry. I didn't ...
You missed your bus.
- I don't own a bus. - I'll buy you one.
Oh, how nice, a rich Yank. No thank you.
Well, if you don't want a bus, would you like a cup of coffee ?
I don't drink coffee. I drink tea.
There probably won't be another bus along here for quite some time.
Probably not.
You really drink this stuff, don't you ?
No, we just like to pour it into cups and stir it. Why did you ask ?
Tastes too much like boiled water.
It is boiled water.
I knew there was a reason.
Where are you from ?
- Chicago. - Chicago.
- That's where gangsters come from, isn't it ? - Not all of them.
Some of them come from Detroit, New York. Chicago happens to grow the best ones.
- Are you a gangster ? - Twelve arrests, no conviction.
Nobody's supposed to look like that in a uniform.
- Well, how am I supposed to look ? - Like a short man.
Your boiled water is getting cold.
Well, then let's order some more.
Please.
All right.
What about you ?
What about ... what about me ?
Who are you ? What are you ?
I'm a short man. I was born in London.
I lived here all my life and most probably always will.
- What do you do here ? - I work in a hospital.
I tell young men that they're going to be all right.
Then they believe me because they want to. because they're so young.
Then, I watch them die.
I want it to all end.
I'll win the war for you.
That would be nice.
Are you stationed in London ?
No. Our base is an hour and a half from here.
Normally, I get a day every couple weeks.
- You're a pilot ? - Yeah, Mig-25s.
Do you like to fly ?
I hate to walk.
My name's Halloran. What's yours ?
Tell me about America.
I think you're lovely.
Tell me about Chicago.
Chicago's very windy. Something is happening here.
- Please don't. - Please don't what ?
- I have to go. - I don't want you to go.
- I shouldn't be here. - Yes, you should.
I have to go.
- I have to catch the bus. - please don't leave like this.
- I have to. - I wanna see you again.
I can't. Oh, please.
I just have a few hours before I have to be back.
Please don't do this to me.
We got to get into a shelter.
- I can't. I really can't. - Why ?
You're trying to go away again, but I'm not gonna let you.
I'm not gonna let you.
I ... I can't think. I have to go home now.
- I'll take you there. - No, you can't.
I have to go.
Hey, my name's Halloran. David Halloran.
I'm from Chicago. I'm not gonna let you go.
- Tell me your name. - I'm sorry.
You're in my arms, you won't tell me your name ?
- Oh, please, let me go. - I have to see you again.
My next day off is in two weeks, Thursday.
- I can't. - Meet me here. Right here.
- No. - On the same corner.
- Right here. - I won't be here.
I will. I'll be here all day.
Please don't. I won't come.
I'll be here.
You can't act like nothing's happened. There's not enough time.
It's too late.
Now, the objective this morning in this airfield ...
north, northeast of Rouen.
Reconnaissance showed we didn't do too well here last night.
These dark circles here are fuel storage tanks.
Now, they're under concrete,
so it will take more than one direct hit to knock them out.
Now again, the recon photos Show they didn't take even one direct hit.
Now, we'll approach from the east.
We'll have the sun at our backs and in their eyes.
- Now, they've got two fighters. - How come he says, "We" ?
He's not going. We're "we."
We can expect light to moderate flack.
We'll approach from 12,000.
The cloud cover is 6 to 8,000.
We'll drop at 6,000. I wish I were going with you.
We'll stay, and you can go.
- Lieutenant Halloran, something you wanna say ? - No, sir.
I'm sure none of us want to miss whatever it is you have to add, Lieutenant.
- Yes, sir. - Yes, sir, what, Lieutenant ?
Yes, sir, I'm sure that none of us Would like to miss anything I have to add, sir.
Except, I don't have anything to add, sir,
so there's nothing for any of us to miss, sir.
Takeoff is at 08:00. Good luck, gentlemen.
Light to moderate flack. What the hell is light to moderate flack ?
Less than heavy flack.
It's more than no flack.
You got a point there.
He wishes he could go with us.
Well, somebody's got to stay behind to volunteer us.
- This is radio check. - Pilot to tail. Farrell, okay ?
Everything's fine, sir. Radio's okay. Ammo's okay.
Radio check. Pilot to waist. Giler ?
Yes, sir ? How we doin' ?
All set, sir. Radio's okay. Ammo's okay.
Radio check. Pilot to turret. Lucas ?
Yes, sir. Ready, sir. Uh, ammo's okay. Radio's okay.
- Bomb bay closed ? - Bomb bay closed.
- Flaps locked ? - Flaps locked.
Cimino.
I don't understand it.
They make it so goddamn Hard to get in these things.
I don't even want to be Here in the first place.
I mean, I can understand them making it hard to get out.
Everybody wants to get out.
You know these things are made of metal, right ?
Did you ever try and pick one up ?
- You can't. - You know why ?
Because it's made of metal and metal's heavy.
Very heavy. You don't believe me ?
Just try and pick one of these things up.
You'll see. You'll wrench your back, that's what you'll do.
Air isn't heavy, you know ?
This pile of junk is heavy.
It's heavier than air. Much heavier.
Don't you see ? This thing is not supposed to be up in the air.
Aw, Jesus, I hate these things.
Pacer Leader to Pacer Group, we are 20 miles from target.
Descending to 6,000. Bombs away at 6,000.
Roger, Pacer Leader. Descending to 6,000.
This is Pacer Leader to Group, maintain your positions.
We are 12 miles from target. Rate of descent ... 1,000 feet per minute.
Hey, they're shooting guns at us.
Somebody forgot to tell the Germans ...
they're only supposed to have light to moderate flack today.
Bomb bay open.
Six miles to target.
Feather it.
- Number two feathered. - Let's turn the hell back.
- How far from target ? - Five miles. Let's turn the hell back !
He's right. We'll have to slow to 200.
We'll be sitting ducks at that speed.
We're gonna get our asses shot off !
How far from target ?
Three miles. Am I the only one who's not crazy here ?
Hey, Cimino, you ever take a look at Hyer ?
If there's a god, he doesn't spend all that time putting a guy like Hyer ...
through prep school and Yale to let him do something messy like die in an airplane.
So, as long as we're in the same plane as Hyer,
God's gonna have to figure another way to get at us.
Yeah, I'm messy enough to take Hyer down with me.
We're over the target. We're over the target.
The wing is gonna fall off. I'm gonna drop the bombs.
Let's get the hell out of here. Just a second.
Son of a bitch, we're over the target ! The engine's falling off !
Hey, Chief, what do you think ?
Well, I think it'll hold if you wanna wait.
Terrific. We've got Sergeant York on the plane.
I hate you, Lucas, goddamn it !
Look, we're over the goddamn target. I'm gonna drop the bombs.
Let me drop the bombs. We're over the target, I swear to God.
My guess is you may be sighting a little bit early ...
because you're afraid the wing's gonna fall off,
so I'm gonna wait just a few more seconds.
If anyone's interested, I hate Lieutenant David Halloran, Serial Number 057327 ...
9-6-9. For God's sake, let him drop the bombs.
If we don't hit the stupid target now, we're gonna have to come back again.
Okay, now we're really over the goddamn target !
Well, drop the bombs !
They're away.
Oh, Jesus, I hate these things !
I was there on the hollow of the Street for over an hour, just watching you.
I was afraid, so I stayed where you couldn't see me.
Are you still afraid ?
Yes.
It wasn't a few minutes ago when we had something to do like driving or walking,
but now I just feel awkward again.
I don't know what I'm doing here.
Yes, you do.
Yes, I do.
I'm not hungry anymore.
Neither am I.
I can get back to London next Thursday.
Yes.
- Tell me your name. - I can't.
- Please. - No, I'm frightened.
It's all happening so fast.
I bet your name is really ... Fred, and you're embarrassed.
Hey, Fred ...
I think I love you.
Yes.
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