01x02 - Part Two

[bunniefuu]

[SOLDIERS CHATTERING]

Here, let me see that face.

You ought to report to the hospital

after interrogation. You got it?

Yes, sir.

You want this?

No. Thank you, Doc.

Thank you.

- Some coffee, Major?

- John? Some coffee.

[BUCKY] Ms. Tatty.

- Give me that.

- Thank you.

You're welcome.

Came through the clouds about 5:00 high.

I mean, I couldn't see anything.

Are you f*cking kidding me?

The EAs are like ghosts.

Hinton said he saw four chutes,

but I didn't see any.

There was cloud cover, start to end.

It was a it was a soup, Lieutenant.

- Couldn't see.

- Islands?

Geez, I never saw any islands.

At that point, I saw muzzle

flashes. No bursts.

Yeah, I mean, those 190s,

they screech right by us at what?

500 miles per hour?

Chutes? Did anyone see any chutes?

[CREW MEMBER 1] No, Major.

It was chaos up there.

There was zero visibility.

Hard to see anything.

Son [CLEARS THROAT] I'm

gonna show the Major your wounds.

Yes, sir.

Bosser's frostbite is gonna require

more attention than we can give him here.

[BUCK] Hang in there, Bosser.

We're gonna send you

to Redgrave Hospital.

Get you all fixed up.

Can't wait to get back

in the fight, sir.

[BUCK] Good man.

They have got to remember

where they are.

It is 25,000 feet and 50 below zero.

Their piss freezes against their skin.

These sorts of casualties are

unnecessary losses for the group.

Not to mention, we just lost another CO.

- Huglin?

- Yeah.

He burst an ulcer when he landed.

I've just put him on a transport

to London to see a specialist.

- Okay. Thank you, Doc.

- All right.

I mean, Christ. What kind of

idiot am I? It's freezing cold,

and I got to grab the g*n

with my bare hands.

[CURT] In that icebox?

- Could've been worse.

- [SIGHS]

Well, it's not happening again.

- Good.

- [BUCK] Gentlemen.

All right. Heal fast, Dickie.

I need my copilot back.

- Thanks, Curt.

- Take care.

Uh, Bucky and I kind of thought

we should have some drinks

with a few of the boys.

You want to come?

Oh. Thank you, Curt. I'm-I'm gonna

I'm gonna stay in tonight.

- Okay.

- All right.

- You tell the others for me?

- Of course. Take care.

How you doing, Dickie?

Here's to Adams. Schmalenbach.

Petrich.

And all their brave men.

[BUCKY BLOWS RASPBERRY]

[CURT] You good?

Do you feel anything?

- Huh?

- [BUCKY] You feel anything?

Mmm. Yeah. I miss those guys.

Because me, I don't

I don't feel a thing.

[BUCKY SIGHS]

Can you do me a favor?

- What?

- Come here.

I want you to hit me.

That's an order. Come on.

All right.

I want you to land one right on my beak.

- Right here.

- Major.

Don't give me "Major". I don't

want "Major". Ranks off.

- [BREATHES HEAVILY]

- Stop horsing around, man.

Horsing around? I'm not a horse.

- Huh?

- Huh?

- Stop

- You're from New York, right?

So, hit me. [GRUNTS]

[SUCKS TEETH]

[GROANING]

[EXHALES SHARPLY, BREATHES HEAVILY]

I felt that, Curt.

[CHUCKLES]

[BREATHES HEAVILY] Felt that.

[SIGHS]

Whoo!

All right, Meatball.

[SIGHS, CHUCKLES]

[GROANS]

I gotta meet that g*dd*mn new CO.

First thing tomorrow. [SIGHS]

Today is tomorrow.

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

[COLONEL] You hungover, Major?

No, sir.

That won't come for

another couple hours.

You're still drunk.

Coffee sharpened me, sir.

Colonel Huglin didn't think much

of your skills as an Air Exec.

- Well, I didn't think too much of

- [COLONEL] Too much of his flying?

[COLONEL SNIFFS, SIGHS]

[SUCKS TEETH, BLOWS]

Well, I ain't Colonel Huglin.

No, you're not. [SIGHS]

- [BUCKY] Can I get some coffee?

- [SERVER] Yes, sir.

Thanks.

Boys.

Bucky.

Well?

I got demoted.

[BUCK] To?

CO of the 418th squadron.

Sorry, Jack. The boys

are back with me again.

Long as I get my fort back.

[SMACKS LIPS] Yeah, Harding

wants to see about that.

What? I'm Air Exec?

- You son of a bitch.

- [BUCKY] Wasn't my idea.

Huglin recommended you.

Then you're both sons of b*tches.

g*dd*mn Air Exec.

Look at it this way.

LeMay thinks we're

the least disciplined b*mb group

in the entire wing, maybe

you can make a difference.

I don't wanna be the guy

wiping your ass, Bucky.

- [SERVER] Major.

- Thank you.

You got up early this morning.

Did I?

See Colonel Harding before me?

Oh, I can read upside down, Buck.

All I said was the army's right

about you being a leader.

That you lead best as

a squadron commander.

You don't got to send me any flowers.

[SIGHS]

I made one last request

before being demoted.

- [BUCK] Hmm.

- I want to write the letters

to the families of the boys that

we lost. [EXHALES SHARPLY]

I think it would be better

coming from from me,

not someone that they never met.

I'll help you.

I'd appreciate that.

You know, uh

if this whole thing ended

and there were only two

pilots left up in the air

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

It'd be me and it'd be you, Buck.

Don't count on it.

[GROUND CREW CHATTERING]

[CROSBY] Every man who flew a B-17

thanked God for our ground crews.

There was no glory in what they did.

No medals were handed out

for patching flak holes

or rebuilding carburetors.

Our crew chiefs were responsible

for keeping our planes in the air

on any given mission.

Which meant they were responsible

for the lives of dozens of men.

Corporal Ken Lemmons was

one of our best crew chiefs.

He was 19 years old.

[LAUGHING]

[KID] Lemmons! [LAUGHS]

Hot potato flying in.

[INHALES SHARPLY]

That's one hot bastard.

You ought to get one of these.

What do you think?

Salt and pepper like you asked.

- It's perfect.

- Anything else?

See here.

This bird's been dripping oil.

- See it?

- Oh, yeah.

Tomorrow after the boys take off,

we're gonna clean the hardstands.

What are we gonna clean it with?

- Fire!

- [LEMMONS] Fire.

- What?

- Fire.

- [LEMMONS] I could use some help.

- [KID] Yes, please.

[expl*si*n]

[GROUND CREW SCREAMS, GASPS]

[CHATTERING]

- What happened?

- Uh, practice mission.

He went into his turn

too early, too slow.

Stalled out.

Who was it?

[BOWMAN] One of the 349th. New crew.

Barnhill.

[JACK] That's six forts

in less than three weeks.

We're still waiting on replacement

forts from Podington.

I am hoping to get one or

two of those next week.

Okay.

Bill, you'll get both of those.

Thank you, sir.

Lastly, we're already down

66 combat aircrewmen.

Out of our starting strength of 350.

Until we get the other

replacement crews,

we're gonna have to make

do with what we've got.

Turner, if a mission

order comes in tonight,

some of your crew are gonna have to fly

- with the 349th.

- [TURNER] Yes, sir.

- Buck, same goes for you.

- Yes, sir.

That's it. Dismissed.

Yes, sir.

[CHATTERING]

There we go. I'm going

to bank that, boys. Whoo!

- You're not gonna do it.

- Watch me. [BLOWS]

- Moxie on this guy. Come on.

- Come on, baby. [BLOWS] Come on, baby!

[CHEERS, LAUGHS]

That's how it goes! That's how it goes.

You've got to have the worst

luck I've ever seen, Quinn.

- Ooh.

- Well, dang.

Well, in dice, I mean.

Yeah, you better. 'Cause if I

ever go down, we all go down.

- [CLIFF] Come on. Lighten up.

- [SOLDIER 1] Okay.

[SOLDIER 2] That's him told.

- Alice From Dallas.

- Ooh.

- Alice, our palace.

- Alice is our dame.

- Dame!

- She certainly is.

Tommy, Tommy.

[TOMMY] Major.

- Lil.

- John.

- Major.

- Major Dye.

Could I get, uh, six whiskeys

and a ginger beer?

- [BARTENDER] Coming up, mate.

- [CAPTAIN] I admire you Americans.

You're up there in broad daylight,

seemingly oblivious to the downsides.

I I don't understand

what you're saying, Captain.

Never mind, old boy.

One for the higher-ups.

It's a question of philosophies.

We b*mb at night

because it doesn't matter

what we hit, so long as it's German.

But bombing during the day is su1c1de.

- [LIL GIGGLING]

- [TOMMY SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

I could foresee in the future,

American strategy adjusting

due to the unfortunate losses

you'll no doubt continue to suffer.

Maths.

- Maths?

- I mean, maybe if you bombed

during the day, you'd hit your targets.

And why the hell do you Brits

add an S on the end of math?

[SCOFFS]

Because there's more than one of them.

[MOCKING] There's more than one of them.

I can see more than one of you too.

- I could knock all of you out.

- [SOLDIERS CLAMORING]

- [VEAL] Okay. Okay.

- Probably in one punch. In one punch.

- This ought to wet your whistle, boys.

- I'm sorry.

- [CURT] God.

- [BUCKY] Oh, thanks, Croz.

- [CURT] You are beautiful.

- That is a ginger beer.

[CURT] My hero.

How about a song? I

heard you sing, Major.

[SOLDIERS CHUCKLES, CLAMOR]

- Pick one. What's your favorite?

- [BUCKY] Good idea.

Hey. You want to get Major excited?

- Baseball.

- Specifically Yankees.

- [CHUCKLES] Yeah. Yeah.

- [BUCKY] Oh, my buddy Buck here,

he thinks they're a waste

of time, don't you?

- It's not just sports he doesn't follow.

- Huh? Huh?

- Hey, Buck?

- [CHUCKLES]

I mean, you don't follow anyone, do you?

- [CHUCKLES]

- I follow you, Curt.

And he would still find

a way to show off.

For example, I You-You

remember Walla Walla?

- Yeah.

- [CURT] We had a visit from wing.

Cleven here, slow-timing

Hollenbeck's engines.

Just so they remembered who he was,

- he buzzed the tower

- [BUCKY CHUCKLES]

- all engines feathered. I

- No. Three Three engines.

- He still had one.

- I remember

- he called you "One Engine Cleven".

- Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

I'm-I'm telling the story here,

all right? It's my story.

It's four engines.

Next thing, I see this fort

sailing 25 feet over the runway.

Yeah. [CLICKS TONGUE]

Silent as the grave.

- [JACK] Beautiful.

- [CURT] Hmm.

Wanted to do that all my life.

- [CHUCKLES]

- [JACK] I'll drink to that.

No Engine Cleven.

[SOLDIERS] No Engine Cleven. No Engine

Cleven. Here we go. Hear, hear.

Would you rather have been

a fighter pilot, Major?

Buck is a fighter pilot. A fighter

pilot who happens to fly a bus.

- And so are you, Bucky.

- So are you.

Bubbles.

So, let me get this straight.

Y-You're Buck and he's Bucky?

Yeah.

Is there a shortage of nicknames

in the 100th?

[LAUGHS]

No. Just a shortage of crews.

Ah. Mmm.

- [BUCKY] Mmm.

- Pity.

[SIGHS] Pity. Pity.

Yeah. Pity, pity, pity,

pity, pity, pity. What?

I said it's a pity.

You'd have more if you

flew your missions at night.

[CURT EXHALES SHARPLY]

Why'd you have to go and

say something like that?

Well, perhaps I was getting bored

of all of the heavy petting going on

at your end of the table.

I don't even know what that means.

[BUCKY, VEAL] What does that mean?

- Know what that means?

- I don't know.

What does that mean?

Let's make a bit of sport

ourselves. How about it?

- [CURT] Mmm.

- Any one of you will do.

- I think that's an excellent idea.

- [CURT LAUGHS] Oh, here we go.

Hmm.

Hey, hey! Please.

I want this guy. Please let me.

I'll owe you one.

- I've got this, okay?

- [LIL GIGGLES]

Please. [CHUCKLES] I got it.

- I got it.

- Okay, but you owe me one.

- Ladies, let's go.

- Shall we?

- [CURT] After you.

- Good man.

Oh. He's a He's a sweet guy,

but he recently had the clap.

I'm just saying.

There you go.

What does RAF mean?

- Riffraff.

- Hey!

- [BOTH LAUGH]

- Aah!

Won't be a second, gentlemen.

Time to show them what we're made of.

Absolutely.

[BUCKY SIGHS]

So, now why does this

sport interest you?

- Boxing?

- Mm-hmm.

Test of manhood.

That so?

About as true a measure

of your will to fight as any,

and it's man-to-man.

Oh, so you just don't like team sports?

How'd you end up commander of a

plane leading a squadron in a w*r,

where you don't want to be

on the losing side,

and still not like team sports?

I just don't lose sleep over whether

the pinstripes b*at the polka dots.

[SIGHS] Right. Well, we're

all just uniforms anyways.

You know that?

Now, seeing as you like to do

your fighting at night, Bryan.

- [LAUGHS]

- [SOLDIERS CLAMORING]

Oh, hey.

Hey! Come on, come on.

[CLAMORING, LAUGHING CONTINUES]

[GRUNTS]

- [CURT] Oof. Must have felt that, right?

- Oh.

[CHUCKLES]

All right. All right. Give him some room.

Guess who can hit their target at night!

- [CHUCKLES]

- [CHUCK] What did I tell you? Pay up.

- Is he all right?

- Sir, let me help you. Get up. Come on.

- That was too much of that.

- Hey. Too much

That's what that was.

I got a nickname for you

and it ain't Buck!

- For God's sake.

- [SOLDIERS CLAMORING, SHOUTING]

- [RAF PILOT] Show's over, fellas.

- Oh! Never mess with the Irish!

- [RAF PILOT] Follow me.

- [BUCKY] Pity. Pity. It's a pity. [LAUGHS]

[VEAL] Oh, what a shame.

[CROSBY] The British Royal Air Force

and the American Army Air Force

had two very different approaches

to the bombing campaign against Germany.

The Americans pursued

daylight precision bombing,

an effort to destroy specific

m*llitary or economic targets.

The British, who had been at w*r

with the Nazis for nearly four years

practiced nighttime area bombing.

It was indiscriminate and deadly.

Which was more effective depended

on which uniform you wore.

There was only one reason

the Americans could even attempt

something as difficult and dangerous

as precision bombing.

The Norden bombsight.

Outside the atomic b*mb,

it was the most closely

held secret of the w*r.

At night, while the crews slept,

the rest of the base worked tirelessly

to get the flight plans,

equipment and planes ready.

Whether ordnance or intelligence,

they prepared us for every mission.

And even though they

remained at the base,

in a way, they were

on every flight with us

and would not relax until we came home.

[BUCKY SNORING]

- [ORDERLY] Major Egan, sir?

- I'm up.

- [ORDERLY] Sir.

- [BUCK] Yeah.

I bet you a carton we're

in the low-low again.

- You think?

- [ADJUTANT] Ah-ten-hut!

[HARDING] At ease, gentlemen.

[JACK SIGHS]

[HARDING] Good morning, men.

[SOLDIERS] Good morning, sir.

The 100th will be leading the wing

on today's mission.

[SOLDIERS CHEERING]

[HARDING] Major Egan will be

the wing's command pilot

in Blakely's fort.

- [CHEERING CONTINUES]

- And the target for today

- is

- [SOLDIERS] Ooh.

the submarine pens

in Trondheim, Norway.

[SOLDIERS CHEERING]

We have a problem, Major.

- What?

- Bubbles.

He's sick as a dog. [BLOWS]

[BREATHING SHAKILY] I can fly.

Oh, the hell you can.

[SIGHS] Who do we have?

Sheesh, Bubbles. You look like sh*t.

[BUBBLES] Save the compliments.

Here.

- We're leading the wing today.

- What?

- I can't lead a wing, Bubble I can't

- You can lead a wing.

It's just like any other mission.

We assemble the squadron at 2,000

feet [BREATHING SHAKILY]

over Splasher Six at H plus 0112.

- You following me?

- Great Yarmouth. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Don't be nervous. Croz, take this.

It's my lucky snow globe.

[BREATHES HEAVILY] I want it back.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.

Booster pumps, pressure?

Pumps on. Pressure's good.

Fuel quantity?

Good. We're ready to start.

[GRUNTS]

Welcome aboard, Lieutenant.

- Came as quick as I could, Major.

- All right.

Well, store your gear

and get ready for takeoff.

We're not going to be

the reason this goes off late.

Yes, sir. [BREATHES HEAVILY]

Starting one.

Morning.

Morning.

Douglass.

Harry Crosby.

Oh, like Bing?

- Yeah.

- Do you sing?

[SIGHS] They kicked me out of choir.

That's us.

All right.

Good luck, fellas.

[KISSES]

Seventy, 80, 90, 100.

Gear up.

Climb power.

- [DOUGLASS] You okay?

- Huh?

I said, are you okay?

Oh. Yeah. It's, uh

It's my first time in the lead.

Yeah, well, I've seen Bubbles

do it a million times.

Can't be that hard.

[GROUND CREW CHATTERING]

- Ready to clean this thing?

- [BOTH] Yes.

- Yeah? Let's go!

- Yeah!

- Right. Let's go.

- [KID] On your side.

[LEMMONS] Where do you

want it? Down here?

[GROUND CREWMAN] Pour it over here?

What do you say?

[BOTH] Fire in the hole!

- [BREATHES HEAVILY] Whoa.

- [LEMMONS] Look at that.

And that's how you clean a hardstand.

That's one hot bastard.

[DOUGLASS] Bombardier to command

pilot. I'm gonna pull the fuse pins.

[BUCKY] Roger.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[VOMITS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[CROSBY] Navigator to command

pilot. 95th at 3:00.

[BUCKY] Roger, navigator. I have visual.

Uh, command pilot to tail.

How we looking back there?

Well, Major, depends

who you're asking about.

Buck's element is in a V.

But the rest of them look

like an S, if you ask me.

They're all over the place.

[BUCKY] Command pilot to top turret.

Send out a flare and see

if they'll get in formation.

[ENGINEER] Roger. Wilco.

[BUCKY] Come on, boys. Let's tighten up.

[BLAKELY] Pilot to navigator.

New heading?

[VOMITING]

Crosby?

Crosby?

Wake up, Lieutenant.

[GROANS, VOMITS]

[BUCKY] Crosby, heading?

[CROSBY] Turn right to heading 017.

Roger. 017 degrees.

- Ah, great. You're sick.

- No, only at first. It goes away.

Just don't tell anyone.

Just put your mask on and

read the damn maps. Come on.

[BUCK] Get ready to make

the turn to the IP soon.

My timing says we should

be there any second now.

[CURT] Hey, what's going on up there?

Shouldn't we be turning by now?

[DICKIE] It's all right,

Curt. Lead will handle it.

[CURT] Uh-huh.

Command pilot to navigator.

How are we doing, Crosby?

Uh. Yeah. Good, sir.

Just, um Just doing

some calculations, Major.

[WHISPERING] There you are.

[NORMAL] Right turn now to 075 degrees.

Nine minutes to the IP. You can

see the Kraut smoke screen.

[BUCKY] We got it, Croz.

- Right turn to 075 degrees.

- [SIGHS]

[BLAKELY] Inbound to the target.

Another right turn to 140.

[BUCKY] Flak, 12:00 level.

Hang in there, fellas. Almost there.

Bombardier to pilot. I got

it. Ready for autopilot.

[BLAKELY] Uh, holding straight

and level at 155

indicated airspeed. Autopilot on.

Pilot to bombardier.

The ship's all yours.

Roger. My aircraft. b*mb

bay doors coming open.

[BUCKY] sh*t. That was close.

[DOUGLASS] sh*t.

[CROSBY GROANS]

[GUNNER 1] Ball to crew,

flak, 11:00, low.

[GUNNER 2] Waist to crew!

Flak two 3:00, level!

[GRUNTING]

[GUNNER 3] Are you okay?

[GUNNER 2] Yeah.

[DOUGLASS] Eyepiece.

- [GRUNTS]

- [CROSBY] Jesus Christ.

[BLAKELY, BUCKY GRUNTING]

[DICKIE] Engine three has been hit bad.

[CURT] sh*t!

[DICKIE] Pressure on

engine one is dropping too.

[CURT] Yeah, I got fuel

spraying like a geyser over here.

Shutting down fuel. Feathering.

[DICKIE] I've got mixture and throttle.

[TAIL GUNNER] Tail to

Cleven. Biddick's been hit.

[BUCK] Jesus. Roger that.

Navigator, mark it in the log.

[DOUGLASS] Oh, God.

You okay?

[DOUGLASS] Jesus Christ. Yeah!

Just protecting the goods, Croz.

[GRUNTING]

Bombs away.

b*mb bay doors closing.

Bombsight secure.

Bombardier to pilots, it's your plane.

Roger that.

[CROSBY] Navigator to pilot.

Another left turn to 106

to the rally point.

[BUCKY] Roger, wilco.

[BUCK] Pilot to top turret.

How's Biddick looking?

[TOP TURRET] Top to pilot.

He's been hit on the starboard side.

He's slowing down.

[BUCK] Roger. Keep an eye on him.

[CURT] Oh, sh*t.

It's pulling to the right.

[DICKIE] Yeah, engine

four's not looking too happy.

[CURT] We're falling too far behind.

Going to max continuous power.

Let's get the boost pumps on.

If engine four is going,

maybe the others are too.

All right, let's warm them up

with the intercoolers.

Let's see if that helps.

Huh?

[DICKIE] No. It's getting worse.

sh*t. All right. Shut it

down. Shut it down.

We're dropping out.

We're gonna radio Cleven.

Redmeat 3 to Redmeat Lead.

We're two engines down. We

can't keep up with you guys.

We're gonna have to drop out. Over.

[BUCK] Roger, Redmeat

3. Is it a fuel problem?

[CURT] Negative. Flak took engine one.

Four was backfiring and shaking.

[SIGHS] We tried everything. Out.

Roger, Redmeat 3. Stand by.

Redmeat Lead to Pacer Lead.

Redmeat 3 is two engines down

and they might lose another.

They can't keep up this pace.

[BUCKY] Roger.

Zootsuit Lead to Zootsuit.

We got a straggler.

We're gonna throttle down and

stick with him. Await instructions.

Let's slow her down to 130.

[BLAKELY] I got you.

[LAUGHS] It helps to have friends

in high places. Huh, d*ck?

Whoo! You can say that again.

[BUCKY] Crosby, I need you

to adjust for our new air speed

and figure out how to get us home. Copy?

Roger, Command!

- Just give me a minute.

- [BUCKY] All right.

[CROSBY GROANS]

- I'm hit! I'm hit!

- [DOUGLASS] Jesus, Croz! What? What?

[SIGHS] No, no, no,

no, no, no. I'm okay.

- [DOUGLASS GROANS]

- I'm okay. I'm okay. False alarm. [PANTS]

Crosby, I need that plan.

On it. Coming up, sir.

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

Navigator to command pilot.

We [TRANSMISSION BREAKING UP]

[BUCKY] Hey, Crosby, I

didn't get a word of that.

- Crosby to Major?

- [BUCKY] I think your wire's tap

We can't hear you! Damn it.

Can you check that your

mic pack is on and working?

[CROSBY] Major.

- [BUCKY] Crosby, I can't

- Major. Major.

I said, we go 244 and

head for the Shetlands.

When we're clear of Norway

we go to 4,500 feet,

take cover in the clouds.

When we hit Scotland,

we go straight south.

That way, if Biddick has to put

her down, at least he's on land.

All right. That's the plan.

- Whoa, hey, hey, hey! 244?

- Roger, 244!

- Let's go to 244.

- [LEFT WAIST] JU-88s. Ten o'clock. Level.

They're heading to the low!

[BUCK] They're trying to pick

off Biddick. Give 'em hell.

[CURT GRUNTS] Jesus, that was close!

[TOP TURRET] Top turret

to pilot. JU-88s going away.

Roger. Keep an eye

out for more out there.

[TOP TURRET] Roger that.

Redmeat Lead to Pacer Lead.

JU-88s are gone.

- Biddick is still with us.

- Roger, Redmeat. That's good to hear.

All right, let's make that turn to 244.

Roger. Turning to 244.

Pacer Lead to Redmeat 3.

Hang on in there. We'll stick

with you long as we can. Over.

Roger, Pacer Lead. Thank you.

[PILOT] We can't keep this up.

We're sitting ducks at half-speed.

[BUCK] And Curt and his

men'll be dead if we don't.

We're not leaving them behind.

[PILOT] Yes, sir.

- Pilot to crew, dropping below 10,000.

- [EXHALES SHARPLY]

[SIGHS]

Pilot to navigator.

We over Scotland yet?

Uh

[BUCKY] Croz!

Yes.

Uh [STAMMERS] Yes, we are, sir.

We're approaching the coast now.

Zootsuit Lead to Zootsuit.

We're over Scotland.

Let's drop to devil's four

and, uh, see if we can get Redmeat 3

on the ground. Out.

[DOUGLASS] Nice work, Croz.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

We're losing number three.

Getting close to stall speed.

Redmeat 3 to Pacer Lead.

We're losing number three.

We're headed down now

for an emergency landing.

[BUCKY] Roger, Redmeat 3. Godspeed.

All right. Let's pick up some

speed on the descent.

Pilot to crew. Prepare

for crash landing.

There's a good spot to bring her in.

We'll make a straight-in approach.

Landing gear down.

Pilot to crew. Get ready for

landing. May be a rough one.

Right gear down.

- Left gear down.

- [BALL TURRET] Tail gear down!

[DICKIE] Air speed is 115.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa. You're too low. Too low.

- Pilot to crew. Brace yourselves.

- [BALL TURRET] Prepare for impact!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on.

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

[SIGHS]

- I mean, I wasn't that bad, right?

- [SIGHS, CHUCKLES]

[SIGHS]

[CHATTERING]

[GRUNTS]

I mea The flak, it came in so hot,

I didn't even think about it when

I put it on It must've froze.

But then these chunks, they

start rolling down my forehead.

I think, "Holy mackerel, Crosby.

Holy mackerel, you've been hit".

[CHUCKLES]

[BUBBLES] Yeah, of course

you would narrate your own death.

Ah. Well, I mean, I could make

overthinking into an Olympic sport.

I've been puking so much today,

I'm starting to catch up to you.

You know, I washed my hair twice,

I still can't get the smell out.

You wanna smell? Yeah, jump in.

- No. No. Get away.

- No, come on.

I will I will puke on you.

You're gonna have to wash it out.

- There he is!

- Sick.

How you doing, Bubbles?

- Never better, sir.

- That's good.

I was looking for you.

I'm sorry, Major.

What for?

I didn't give PRs the whole flight back.

- I messed up the rendezvous

- I know, I know.

The radio silence really

threw off those Jerries.

That and hitting the deck.

Now, Harding, he couldn't

be more impressed by you.

So, I'm transferring you

to Blakely's crew full-time.

Bubbles, you get better.

We'll find you a new fort.

And, Croz, we gotta give

you an actual nickname.

They call him Bing back home.

Bing Crosby? That's just lazy.

Unless you can sing. Can you sing?

- [STAMMERS] I c

- [SCOFFS] Like a donkey.

No. No. Not a note, sir.

Ah. I'm no good either, but I'm loud.

And hell, if you commit with enough

enthusiasm, it really don't matter.

I'll see you at the club,

Croz. I'm buying.

- Night, Bubbles.

- Sir.

[CROSBY] Good night, sir.

- He thinks my nickname's lazy?

- [BUBBLES SIGHS]

You know, I had it to do over again,

I wouldn't even try to be a pilot.

I'd be a radio man.

Nothing to think about

but the frequency.

Well, thanks, by the way.

You hold on to it for now.

It's working well for you.

What did the missus say? She mention me?

Uh [BLOWS RASPBERRY]

Did she mention you?

Uh. No, seems to have forgotten.

"PS, say hi to Bubbles

for me". [CHUCKLES]

I know what your favorite

part is. How she signs 'em.

Mrs. Jean Crosby.

- You still can't get over that, can you?

- [CHUCKLES] No, I can't.

[CHUCKLES] Yeah.

Rest up.

Thanks for coming.

[BAND MEMBER] A one, a

two, a one, two, three, four.

[BIG BAND MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHATTERING]

Do you know what this is missing?

- Nothing.

- Vocals.

No, it's not.

I'm gonna sing.

Jack, should I sing?

No.

- Should I sing?

- No.

All right. You're right. You're right.

[EXCLAIMS]

It's my song, Buck.

Never saw the sun shining so bright ♪

Never saw things going so right ♪

Watching the days hurrying by ♪

When you're in love my, how they fly ♪

Blue days all of them gone ♪

Nothing but blue skies from now on ♪

Go, boys.

It's all day, every day.

That's all I'm saying.

You're drunk.

- [CHUCKLES]

- If you can't find me, boys,

I'll be over there,

coming in hot on her.

- Wish me luck.

- General Spaatz's daughter,

- or the other one?

- [GIGGLING]

[DOUGLASS] The other one. Helen.

They really ought to put

her into mass production.

- Two bucks, huh?

- Yeah.

Two bucks says I can get

her to laugh inside a minute.

You getting sh*t down

is gonna be a sight to see.

One minute. About the

same amount of time

it'll take you to get to the bar

- and get us another round of drinks.

- You're on.

All right, thanks.

Uh, Cliff, can I get a scotch

and, uh, telephone?

- You got it.

- Buck. Egan.

- Sir?

- You got a call.

[BUCKY] From who?

Operator, I have Majors Cleven and Egan.

- [CURT] Buck? Buck?

- Yeah.

- B Hey, Buck. Is that you?

- [STAMMERS] Curt.

- Curt!

- Buck? Buck?

Yeah, it's it's Buck and John.

Where'd you end up?

- Ah. That's a very, very good question.

- [SOLDIERS LAUGHING]

But we're safe and sound here.

Hey, hey, where a where am I?

- Where are you? In the devil's dump, son!

- Where am I?

Uh. [CHUCKLES] We made

a wee bit of a mess up here.

But, uh, the people are really swell

and they're looking after us.

It turns out that they don't

like the English much either.

- But they like me because I'm Irish.

- You're not Ir

[CURT] I'm Irish!

Hey. My fam My family's Irish.

I told you. I'm an American, but anyway.

Buck, yeah. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

Uh, I wanted to call you.

Thank you, Bucky. [STAMMERS]

Thank both of you.

Saving our asses.

I mean it.

Yeah, all right. Well, you just

get back here soon, Curt.

We miss you, Curt. We're

glad you're still with us.

Yeah, John says he

misses his little spoon.

Hey, I'm the big spoon here, remember?

- It's gonna be cold tonight, Curt.

- [LAUGHING]

Well, look, I, um I made him a bet.

What did you bet?

That I could make you laugh

in under a minute. Two dollars.

Two dollars? Well, that

is a sum of money.

[CHUCKLES] Yeah, yeah. It is.

But I'll split it with you.

Thing is, I can't laugh on cue.

Can you tell me something funny?

Yeah, tell us a joke.

Okay, um.

What's the difference between

a hippo and a Zippo?

I don't know. What's the difference?

Well, one's really heavy,

the other's a little lighter.

[CHUCKLES]

Think you hit a bull's-eye.

What's your name?

Douglass. James Douglass.

[JACK] Croz.

How are you, fellas?

[JACK] Good. How are you?

Hell of a shindig.

So, look, Croz.

Logan's moving up to wing.

So, we're going to need

a new group navigator.

I was wondering if you could

recommend someone?

Oh, boy. That's more of an office job.

The Planning the missions, right?

But you still go out

when our group's the lead.

Anyone come to mind?

Bubbles. Lieutenant Payne, sir.

Uh, he is great at all of it, but

he's really good at planning.

You know, he's he's

kind of a genius that way.

- What about you?

- Me?

Yeah. You did a good job today.

[LAUGHS] No, I mean, look. I was

working from Bubbles's charts,

and even then it took me forever

to pull the group together.

- Harry. Do you mind if I call you Harry?

- No, no.

You brought the group back home.

And you got Biddick to Scotland. Alive.

I got lucky.

[CLAYTOR] Let's go!

Come on, everybody. Bike race

in the mess hall! Who's in?

- [SOLDIER 1] Count me in!

- I am.

[PATRON 1] Come on!

[BUCK] Me too.

- Bike race in the mess hall.

- [CLAMORING]

[LORCH] Hey. You gonna bet

your money on this race?

[SOLDIER 2] All right.

Three, four, five. Okay.

Rank has its privileges, boys.

Out the way.

I see money changing hands. I hope

that's going on me. [CHUCKLES]

- [SOLDIER 3] I got five on you.

- [LIEUTENANT] Here's the deal, boys.

You got one lap to the officers' mess,

two laps to the enlisted men's mess.

- I'll tell them. I'll tell everybody.

- When you hear the starter p*stol, go.

Are you ready?

- Let's go, Graham.

- [CHEERING]

- Hands on handlebars, boys!

- [g*nsh*t]

- [WHOOPS]

- [CHEERING]

Get your ass in there.

Get your ass in there.

[CROSBY] Go, go, go, go, go, go!

- Come on. Whoo!

- [SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[CROWD SHOUTING, CHEERING]

Let's go!

- Ah!

- [SOLDIER 4] Come on now!

[SOLDIER 5] Go, go, go! Come on, go!

[SOLDIER 6] Come on, Bucky! Keep moving!

- [SHOUTING, CHEERING CONTINUES]

- [BUCKY] Move!

[SOLDIER 7] Come on, come on! [LAUGHS]

[LAUGHING] There they go.

[BUCKY] I'm gaining,

Buck. I'm on your tail.

Whoo! Ho!

[PANTING]

You're never gonna catch me, Bucky.

[GRUNTING, PANTING]

[SOLDIER 8] Hey, come on!

[SOLDIER 9] Come on, Egan. You lard-ass.

[GRUNTING, PANTING]

[GRUNTING CONTINUES]

- You lost. [CHUCKLES]

- [GRUNTS, PANTING]

- [SIREN WAILING]

- [JACK] Hold up! Hold up!

Don't you hear those sirens?

[ANNOUNCER] All personnel, take

shelter. All personnel, take shelter.

Heads up, fellas.

All right, let's head for the shelters.

- I had you b*at.

- Hurry it up.

- [SOLDIERS CLAMORING]

- [SOLDIER 10] Go, go, go.

[SIREN CONTINUES WAILING]

[BUCK] Looks like they're

hitting Norwich.

Some poor bastards are

getting it handed to 'em.

Yeah. We could be next.

Oh, we're getting through this.

Says the gambler.

Well, if I'm gonna bet on anything,

I'm gonna bet on us, Buck.

You sound like my dad, John.

My father liked to drink.

When he drank, he gambled.

I can't tell you the amount of nights

I spent sleeping on benches

in Casper's parlors and pony tracks.

Didn't matter if it was a

ball game, horse, dog,

game of cards,

he'd bet.

He'd usually lose.

[BUCKY] Mmm.

[BUCK] But he kept doing it.

He'd always tell me

when his luck was down,

"Gale, this time I can feel it".

Was always looking for the shortcut.

[SUCKS TEETH]

- Buck.

- Mm-hmm?

Buck.

That's why you don't like sports.

Mmm.

That RAF prick was right. These

daylight missions, they're su1c1de.

Then why didn't you agree with him?

[INHALES DEEPLY]

Didn't like his delivery.

Huh. Well, if you aren't a betting

man, what's the move?

We lead our boys through it.

[INHALES DEEPLY] We do.

[CURT] I feel like this could

be a big one, you know?

I think we could do some real damage.

[CURT] Uh, Major?

Why does that red line go

all the way down to Africa?

[HARDING] You're probably thinking

that's a lot of flying time

over Kraut territory.

But if we succeed,

there's no telling how

many lives we could save.

If we go head-to-head with a cow,

she'd accordion. With us in it.

- [ALARM RINGING]

- Pilot to crew, abandon ship. Bail out.

Help me! Come on!

- [QUINN] Baby Face!

- Get me out of here! Please!

I think we may be done.

- Get ready to b [GRUNTS]

- We are going to sit here and take it.

You hear me?