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Murphy's w*r (1971)

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expl*si*n]

[MACHINE-g*n FIRE]

[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[REGULAR g*nf*re]

[ENGINES CHUGGING]

[REPEATED g*nf*re]

[REPEATED g*nf*re]

[g*nf*re AND EXPLOSIONS INTENSIFY]

Abandon ship!

Get those boats free!

[SCREAMING]

[PLANE FLYING OVERHEAD]

[b*mb WHISTLING]

Get back!

Am I to go, then?

Take it easy.

No rushing.

Come on, Smith.

In you get.

[expl*si*n]

Bloody hell!

I can't see!

Jesus Christ!

Help me! Help!

My eyes! My eyes!

[HUGE expl*si*n]

[MACHINE-g*n FIRE CONTINUES]

[SUBMARINE ENGINES CHUGGING]

[BOAT ENGINES CHUGGING]

[DISTANT VOICES]

Ssh!

Now, you're all right.

Lie down, please.

Now, lie down.

You're all right.

- Lie down.

- [GROANING]

- That's right.

- [COUGHING]

There, that's right.

Holy mother of Christ, I itch.

Midges. Very nasty.

Heart's sound enough.

What are you doin'?

Who are ya?

I'm Dr Hayden.

A lady doctor?

Now, face down, please.

We'll see about those bites of yours.

Lady, I'm stark bollocks naked!

We're all God's children,

Mr Murphy,

and I've seen plenty

of backsides before.

Hmm.

You won't be beautiful for a while,

but, around here,

it won't make any difference.

Where the f*ck am I?

Somewhere where we try to avoid

that kind of language, Mr Murphy.

You're at Curiapo

Quaker Medical Mission.

There's nothin' wrong

with me f*ckin' language.

Other side, please.

The... Do you not have

a gentleman doctor?

- Other side, please.

- Yes, sir.

Lucky only the midges bit you.

Now, the piranha fish

would have picked you

clean down to the bones.

[PEOPLE LAUGHING]

What are they doin'?

Come on.

Try and relax.

Relax?

How can I relax

with that bunch gawkin' at me?

Well, "that bunch",

as you call them,

have never seen

a naked white man.

Oh. Well, they've had

that thrill for the day.

Would you tell them to...

leave immediately?

[SPEAKING WARAO]

All things considered,

Mr Murphy,

I find your modesty

rather touching.

I'm sure we're going to

get on splendidly.

[MIMICKING]

"Splendidly, splendidly, splendidly."

Right. There you are.

- How do you feel now?

- Marvellous.

Now, will you take this?

Holy...

You're a very lucky man.

You find anyone else?

We're still looking.

Poor sufferin' bastards.

I've been trying to radio a message

about you to Trinidad.

No luck yet, I'm afraid.

Oh, that's very unfortunate,

but I'm in no rush.

Out there,

they're killin' people.

I'll try again tomorrow.

What was the name of your ship?

The Mount Kyle.

- Mount Kyle.

- If you must radio somethin',

tell 'em about that submarine.

And what submarine was that?

The ugly Bonn bastard that sunk us.

Aye.

Came up your river.

[CHUCKLING]

No.

No, it didn't.

I saw it.

I think someone

would have mentioned it.

I'm tellin' ya,

it went straight past me.

Yes, well,

you've been in a coma.

It was probably an alligator.

Well, this alligator

had g*ns stickin' from its nostrils.

Don't you worry about it.

Try and get some sleep.

Whatever it was,

it's gone now.

[PEOPLE SPEAKING WARAO]

Oh, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.

She's a...

She's a charmer.

She's beautiful.

Oh, holy. She's lovely.

Good for ya.

Water.

[CHATTERING]

[SPEAKING WARAO]

[SHIP'S HORN BLOWING]

[SPEAKING WARAO]

Ah, so...

It's you!

So, you...

You've recovered.

Are you the fella that...

Yes! I found you.

God bless ya.

I salute your deeds.

Extraordinary.

Cigarette?

No, thank you.

From my position on the river,

I can look to sea.

Such a fight!

The flames, visible for miles.

Give us a touch.

Oh. Yeah.

And, out of them,

but one man emerges.

One man.

Oh! Truly heroic.

Nothin' heroic, me old son.

It came natural.

I was savin' me own skin.

The name's Murphy.

- Louis Brezan.

- How are ya?

Fine.

Been fishin'?

Oh, no. No, I like to cook.

I like to eat.

- I don't like to fish.

- Oh.

What do you do here,

when you're not, er...

cookin' or eatin'?

You play cards?

Holy mother.

Would you ever take me for a trip?

Of course.

It's a pleasure.

And then,

we can talk about

the British naval tradition, eh?

Naval tradition?

Yes.

Gettin' drunk

and catchin' the clap.

For which I have the greatest regard.

It seems that this w*r

will be over soon.

Today, on the wireless,

they say that

Hitler has been k*lled.

Don't believe it.

He'd have nipped

through the window.

How I envy you.

The hard glory of combat.

The exhilaration!

Man is only truly alive

when he confronts death.

He can also be truly dead.

Such a bitter thing.

A man like me, to be left

in the backwash of the w*r.

I begged them,

"Let me face the German!"

But, no, no.

They insisted

my place was here,

in charge of the equipment.

I must admit, it is a

very valuable equipment.

This?

No, no, no.

No, the wharf where I live.

I work for the oil company.

I've been left in sole charge.

There are Indians on the river

who would strip off every bolt

if they were not watched.

I know the feelin'.

"If it isn't nailed down,

it's mine."

How deep is it?

Deep.

I personally supervised the dredging.

From the mouth of the river

to the headquarters

of my company,

seagoing ships sailed.

Then a submarine

could get up here.

Submarine?

A German submarine?

Why would one want to?

I'm only askin' if it could.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

Thank you, I'm very pleased.

And, even when I get

the real Iron Cross,

I'll always wear this one.

What can did you make it out of?

Fabulous, really fabulous!

Did you use a full

or an empty can?

A full one.

A full one?

What was in it?

- Sausage.

- [MEN LAUGHING]

Sausage?

I'd have preferred beans.

[GENERATOR CHUGGING]

DR HAYDEN:

We have picked up a survivor

from the Mount Kyle.

He believes the German submarine

that sank the Mount Kyle

came up the river Orinoco.

He asked me to tell you this.

[CHATTERING]

Half a tick! I think

they've found somebody!

[ALL SPEAKING WARAO]

[SPEAKING WARAO]

Well, now, Lieutenant.

From your ship?

Yeah.

Oh, no.

Murphy.

In the flesh.

- Anyone else?

- No.

- [DR HAYDEN SPEAKING WARAO]

- Oh, God. It had to be you.

Did the U-boat give you a lift?

Don't be talkin'!

Any half-decent officer would have

sunk the bastard submarine.

[DR HAYDEN SPEAKING WARAO]

Mr Murphy, would you please

stop talking to him?

I beg your pardon.

This lady's a doctor.

She's a charmer. You'll love her.

[SPEAKING WARAO]

LIEUTENANT:

Murphy...

MURPHY:

Any complaints?

- I managed to beach the plane.

- Uh-huh.

Must find her.

Bring her in.

In? The plane?

Why?

Patch her.

Now, that's an order, Murphy.

Oh, well, now, I...

Just bring her in, please!

Immediately, sir.

Any notion where she is?

No, damn you, no.

Stop getting him excited.

Excited? Him?

Stupid-born English pillock.

Mr Murphy,

will you please shut up?

And, when you're in the sun,

would you try and remember

to wear something

on your head!

Well, look after him.

He's not a bad old skin, considering...

You get out of the way,

and I will get on

with my job.

It's no job for a woman.

Louis, you speak the lingo?

Yeah, I speak seven languages

and five dialects.

French, German...

Yeah, well, just ask 'em

where the flamin' aeroplane is.

Yeah.

- [BABY CRYING]

- [DR HAYDEN SPEAKING WARAO]

Oh!

[CHUCKLING]

[BOAT ENGINES APPROACHING]

[CHATTERING IN GERMAN]

[SPEAKING WARAO]

[IN GERMAN] Find the radio.

Prepare the expl*sives.

What is all this ridiculous...

Now, wait a minute!

Ich bin Kapitnleutnant Lauchs.

Sprechen Sie Deutsch?

Frulein? Frau?

Dr Hayden.

Doktor, sprechen Sie Deutsch?

- No, no. I'm afraid I... Nein.

- Hmm.

You have, er...

enemy survivors here.

This is a hospital, Captain.

- I must know where survivor...

- Hospital here.

- No.

- Doctor.

He mustn't be moved.

He's badly hurt.

Verboten move.

Please.

I don't understand.

No, he's badly hurt.

He's ill.

- Bitte, wo ist er?

- This is a hospital, and not a...

[IN GERMAN]

I have found an Englishman.

- Just one?

- Yes.

Good. Keep searching.

I'm coming up.

Yes, Captain.

There is only

one Englishman?

One?

Yes. One Englishman.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

But, Captain!

[CHICKENS CLUCKING]

- [DOOR CREAKING]

- [SOLDIERS SPEAKING GERMAN]

Necessity...

Find...

Er... N-not to find.

Responsibility...

Ich habe vor Antwortung

fr meine Leute.

Verstehen Sie?

[KNOCKING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[CONVERSATION CONTINUES]

[MULTIPLE g*nshots]

[DOOR CREAKING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[BOAT ENGINES CHUGGING]

AMERICAN REPORTER:

Tonight, Air Force flyers

who have been co-operating

with the Third Army

ground forces in Czechoslovakia,

and they give me a fantastic picture.

One of them told me he saw

columns of people and vehicles,

- ten miles long, on several roads.

- [SPEAKING WARAO]

All heading west,

away from the Russians,

toward us.

In those columns

were both soldiers and civilians.

You were right.

There was a German submarine.

They came up here and shot him.

Bastards.

I'm bewildered, Mr Murphy.

I mean, why...

What happened out there?

They shot the entire crew

in the water.

Every sufferin'...

Except me.

Flyin' jacket.

I didn't see that.

You weren't intended to.

He didn't want them to know

there was an aeroplane.

Thank you,

Flyin' Officer Murphy.

Cover him up

and say some words.

He was a particular friend of yours?

An officer!

I got the impression

you rather liked him.

[CLATTERING]

[ENGINES RUNNING]

MURPHY: Come on, Louis!

Take her up! Take her up!

Easy, Louis!

Easy!

Easy! Easy! Easy!

All right!

Easy, Louis.

Easy.

Good on ya, Louis!

Your blood's worth bottlin'.

[GRAMOPHONE PLAYING ROY FOX:

"MY HAT'S ON THE SIDE OF MY HEAD"]

You know machines?

What?

You know machines?

I love 'em.

ROY FOX:

I've got a feeling I've found her

It was something she said

She's got me walking

On the tip of my toes

And my hat's

on the side of my head

All of my troubles are mended

She's my needle and thread

She's got me walking

On the tip of my toes

And my hat's

on the side of my head

[INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[SONG PLAYING]

I've got a feeling I've found her

It was something she said...

All along Thomas Street

Down by the Liffey

The sunshine was gone

And the evenin' grew dark

Me arms were around her...

Ah, you're doin' well,

me old froggy.

The company'll

give you a gold watch.

[CHUCKLING]

I shall be happy with

my four years' back pay.

- Four years?

- Yeah.

That's an awful lot of pennies.

You sure they're good for it?

It is a very reliable company.

I have full confidence

in their integrity,

and, if not,

I will write them a letter.

[CHUCKLING]

LOUIS:

Can you fly?

Who do you think kept

this flyin' lavatory together?

Every scrap of her is in me fingers.

Yes, but can you fly her?

Don't worry, my old son.

I'll get her up.

And if you do?

I'll find that

bastard Bonn submarine.

What about getting her down?

That, I know I can do.

Forgive me, but

are you sure that, er...

Hmm?

Stop blatherin', or the w*r

will be over before I do anythin'!

Now, shut up,

and cast me off.

LOUIS:

Madness.

MURPHY:

Come on.

Swing me round.

[ENGINE RUNNING LOUDLY]

Fly, you bastard! Fly!

Fool.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[ENGINE REVVING]

[CHATTERING IN WARAO]

[IN GERMAN] Take cover!

Battle stations.

Take cover!

[ALARM BLARING]

Only fire on my order.

Is that their first run over us?

Yes, Captain, the first.

Do you think they saw us?

[PLANE ENGINE AUDIBLE]

Take cover. Down! Down!

Have everyone carry on.

- Carry on!

- Carry on!

Carry on.

Oh, Louis! Louis! Louis!

The feelin'!

Oh, Jaysus!

No submarine?

Ah, you see stuff flyin'!

You're-You're-You're...

You're a bird!

Yeah, but you didn't

find the submarine?

Certainly, I found her.

Sittin' on its fat arse

up the river.

But they didn't see you?

Certainly, they saw me.

Now, er...

Couple of things to do.

Some kip,

and then I'm goin' back.

For what purpose

are you going back?

I'm gonna sink her.

You see, you fly up...

[INDISTINCT]

MURPHY: Whoom!

You see?

I got it up over the trees.

- But you have no weapons.

- Petrol.

But the bitch keeps

trying to drag ya down.

But, if you give it

a bit more stick,

just like a woman...

- Petrol?

- Yeah, petrol.

But what are you

going to do with petrol?

A bit more throttle, you see...

But they have g*ns

on the submarine?

Yeah, a big bastard

in the front

and then a little

fella afterwards.

Up she goes!

And, of course, they will let you

pour petrol all over them

and then watch you

put a match to it.

They might.

They might just do that.

They might.

They might, yes,

possess your lack

of common sense.

Ah, don't be cocky.

The whole thing...

Away you go.

Mornin', sir.

What are you doing?

Er... Just borrowin'

a couple of your bottles.

Mmm?

What on earth for?

Er... I'm refuellin' the plane,

then I'll be flyin' off.

I take it your experiments

with the plane were successful.

Great, great.

Have you been taking

your tablets?

Oh, yes.

Well, then, there's really

nothing to keep you, is there?

How soon will you be going?

Shortly.

I'd be so grateful

if you'd do something for me.

I'll make up a list of things

we need here.

Would you be good enough

to take it with you?

- Oh, certainly.

- Oh, that's marvellous.

Thank you very much.

[WHISTLING A TUNE]

[GRAMOPHONE PLAYING

"MY HAT'S ON THE SIDE OF MY HEAD"]

[WHISTLING ALONG]

[HUMMING ALONG]

[WHISTLING ALONG]

Okay, Louis, the timer.

Louis, the doctor lady.

She's a Quaker.

Mm-hmm.

That's like being a

bloody nun, isn't it?

No, I don't think so.

Why couldn't she

be a young nurse?

Something practical.

Light the fuse, please.

She has fair form.

Do you ever have any, er...?

Four seconds.

Ever take a crack?

I have great respect for her.

Now.

Provide an essential service

by piloting her

from here to there in my boat.

Six seconds.

- Six seconds?

- Yeah.

Two and half feet at...

And that's about

nine inches a second.

Here, we'll try the long fella.

- Mmm.

- See if it stays the same.

How long have you been here,

Louis, on your lonesome?

Oh, about

six-and-a-half years now.

Six-and-a-half years.

That's an awful long time.

I've known fellas without it

for six months go bald.

Eight seconds.

Bald?

LOUIS:

Oh! No!

But this is not my property.

The company only uses expl*sives

in case of oil fire.

Exactly.

- Murphy...

- Ah, shut up.

LOUIS: No. What would I

say to my company?

- MURPHY: Show them your...

- [COCKEREL CROWING]

[ARGUMENT CONTINUES

INDISTINCTLY]

Doucement. Doucement.

All right.

[RATTLING]

Be careful with it,

Murphy, please.

Don't worry.

I know what I'm doin'.

How did you learn

to make bombs?

From watchin' me daddy,

who made 'em for noble causes.

Now, hold that. There.

[MURPHY TUTTING]

MURPHY: You'll have

the whole of it scattered.

And... round we...

LOUIS:

On the radio,

they say they are

surrendering everywhere.

It's only a question

of hours now

before peace is declared.

They say the Italians...

[THUDDING]

- It works!

- It works!

Okay, my son.

Hello!

That's a delightful hat

you're wearing, Mr Murphy.

You like it?

- I always did.

- Oughta nail it down.

Here it is.

You'll see, I've listed everything

in order of priority.

One,

see that's delivered to the

Society of Friends in London.

- Right you be.

- Two,

tell your people it's imperative

we have a new transmitter.

- Right you be.

- Three...

Jaysus!

Take your tablets.

Now.

Er... If I were you, missus,

I wouldn't stand there.

- This fella makes an awful clatter...

- Oh. Oh, yes. Certainly.

Yes, of course.

Away you go, Louis!

[ENGINE STARTING]

- Good luck.

- MURPHY: Thank you.

Okay, Louis, take her up!

What are the bottles

doing there, Louis?

Bottles?

Those are the world's largest

Molotov cocktail bombs.

Bombs?

Come on, Louis!

Take her up! Take her up!

But what are they for?

He intends to drop them

on the submarine.

He's mad!

Okay, Louis, swing her out.

DR HAYDEN:

Murphy!

You can't do this!

Why not?

Louis, stop that thing!

- [ENGINE SLOWING]

- MURPHY: Louis, start that thing!

This is pointless!

The w*r's almost over.

Listen to her, Murphy.

She may be right.

Louis, if you don't

lower me down,

I'll gut ya!

No, Louis. Don't!

[ENGINE REVVING]

This is so wrong!

Tell that to the bastards

on the bottom of the ocean!

DR HAYDEN:

I know how you feel,

and what they

did was dreadful,

but one senseless

k*lling after another...

k*lling?

If I'm lucky!

And if you're not lucky,

have you thought

what might happen to us here?

Don't worry, missus.

There'll be nothin' left

of them Germans but shite!

- You're enjoying it!

- That's right!

You love your w*r, don't you?

The w*r?

Yeah.

I started...

the whole flamin' thing,

didn't I?

Will you think?!

Don't worry, missus.

It isn't really a submarine.

It's just a little old

alligator, remember?

You mindless bastard!

[CRANE ENGINE REVVING]

[AEROPLANE APPROACHING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[ALARM BLARING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[AEROPLANE APPROACHING]

- [a*tillery FIRE]

- [SHELL WHISTLING]

[a*tillery FIRE]

[b*ll*ts RICOCHETING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[ENGINE STOPS]

[ENGINE RESTARTING]

[ENGINE STOPS]

[BIRD CAWING]

[SPLASHING]

[CREAKING]

[GENERATOR THROBBING]

I sunk the whore, Louis.

The whole flamin' issue,

up in the air.

[CHUCKLING] Yes, I know.

She told me.

- She told you, huh?

- Yeah.

Yeah, she stuck a

blunt needle in me.

- You can help me raise him, Louis.

- Mm-hmm.

Now, gently does it.

W-What's goin' on now?

You have a fractured rib.

Keep still.

Thank you, Louis.

Put your arms out.

Oh, Louis,

you should have been there.

- It was beautiful.

- I wish I had been there.

[GASPING]

Not so tight!

Frankly, I'd like

to choke you with it.

Onward, Christian soldiers

- Marching...

- [BOTH LAUGHING]

I am so happy for you, Murphy.

Ah, Jaysus! Careful.

Yes, please, be careful.

We have to look after him.

He has been through

a great ordeal.

Thank you for

your advice, Louis.

I'll try to do my

best for your hero.

Meanwhile, would you

revert to your usual practice

of saying and doing nothing?

He doesn't need your support.

You shouldn't have

said that to Louis.

He's a good old froggy.

You have an awful tongue on ya.

Would you lie down, please?

Ah, come on.

What's wrong with ya?

We should be celebratin'.

Celebrating what,

Mr Murphy?

Your arrival here?

Or the death of those Germans?

What's that for?

It's going to

put you to sleep.

Hope you sharpened it

this time.

Don't make me waste this.

We haven't much of it left.

You don't have

a drop of something...?

No.

Ah, no whiskey in the house,

no light in the window,

no welcome at the door.

Call me Walter.

What are you grinning for?

Gis a kiss.

Good night, Mr Murphy.

[DOOR CLOSING]

And what's it to anyone

whether or no

Whether I'm easy

or whether I'm true...?

DR HAYDEN:

Louis?

I'm sorry, Louis.

Forgive me. I was upset.

That Murphy seems

to affect us all.

It's not necessary

to discuss it.

We have been friends

for a long time.

I didn't mean what I said.

Without you...

Good night, Louis.

[CHATTERING]

Feuer!

[CHILD SCREAMING]

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

[SHOUTING IN WARAO]

[SPEAKING WARAO]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[SPEAKING WARAO]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

Where is he, Doctor?

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[BURST OF g*nf*re]

[SPEAKING WARAO]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[SPEAKING WARAO]

[CHILD WHIMPERING]

[ENGINE STARTING]

Mr Murphy!

[ECHOING]

Murphy!

MURPHY:

Missus.

Missus.

Murphy?

MURPHY:

Here.

I thought I'd sunk her.

I didn't.

No.

Sorry for your trouble.

It's over now.

[TWIG SNAPPING]

Louis!

Yeah.

They didn't find ya?

Oh, no.

- How are you?

- Sound.

- Dr Hayden?

- She's okay.

- Submarine att*cked the village.

- Yes.

- But, I saw...

- Yes, yes. Me too.

- Have to go and help...

- Here, look at me.

Did they touch the barge?

No, not at all. No.

When's the last time

you took her out?

It's about, er...

About six years ago.

- Actually, it's a funny story, because...

- Yeah, come with me.

LOUIS:

The last time...

[MASSED KEENING]

[SPEAKING WARAO]

[RADIO CHIMES]

FEMALE ANNOUNCER:

This is London calling.

Here is a recorded dispatch

from Chester Wilmot.

The dispatch comes from Germany.

WILMOT:

Hello, BBC.

This is Chester Wilmot

speaking from a BBC transmitter

in northern Germany.

This afternoon at six-thirty,

British Double Summer Time,

at Field Marshal Montgomery's

tactical headquarters,

German plenipotentiaries

signed the documents

which will end the w*r in Europe

for the 21st Army Group

at eight o'clock

tomorrow morning.

That means the surrender of...

...haben die Streitkrfte den Kampf

der hoffnungslos geworden

w*r eingestellt,

damit ist ein heroischer Kampf,

der beinahe sechs Jahre

gedauert hat, zu ende.

... 1945,

es el da de la victoria en Europa.

Escucha a la voz

de Mister Winston Churchill.

WINSTON CHURCHILL:

The German w*r is therefore at an end.

After years

of intense struggle...

[RADIO SMASHING]

Why did you do that?

Another bloody bullfight!

"Ol, ol, ol."

Driving me crackers.

What the hell are we doing?

I'm gonna k*ll that submarine.

With what?

I'm gonna ram it with this.

With my house?!

Ah, don't fret.

The b*ll*ts'll bounce off her.

Will they bounce off people?

Mr Murphy!

Mr Murphy!

[SPEAKING WARAO]

Mr Murphy!

The w*r is over!

Mr Murphy!

Louis!

Louis, the w*r is over!

She's shouting something.

Another flamin' lecture!

Now, get down

and check the engines.

Ah, I can operate from here.

Will you just check

the bloody things?

[SPEAKING WARAO]

[CHATTERING IN GERMAN]

- Ooh, la la!

- [LAUGHING]

[IN GERMAN]

Wine.

No, Schneider,

you've already had enough.

[DISTANT BOAT ENGINES]

[MEN LAUGHING]

MAN OVER P.A:

Commander, urgent.

What's happening, Voght?

I can hear engine noises.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[BOAT ENGINES GETTING LOUDER]

Seen anything yet?

No, not yet, Captain.

There it is.

Bloody hell.

That Englishman again.

Give me the megaphone, Voght.

Yes, of course.

English!

English!

Can't be talkin' to me.

w*r ends.

Finished.

[IN GERMAN]

The w*r is over!

Turn ship or I'll attack!

What will he do?

Pull out, and try and

set us up for a torpedo.

But... you said nothing

about torpedo.

Must have forgot.

w*r over!

Germany surrendered!

Now, give me full speed

when I ask for it,

and then reverse.

But don't you hear, Murphy?

The w*r is over!

Their w*r, not mine.

- The w*r is over.

- Full speed!

[ENGINES REVVING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[IN GERMAN]

Battle stations.

Battle stations!

Come along, quick!

[ALARM BLARING]

[ALARM STOPS]

[ENGINES REVVING]

Up, up, quickly.

Fire!

[g*nf*re STOPS]

[CAPTAIN SPEAKING GERMAN]

Torpedo Tube Two ready.

Ready.

Tube Two...

Fire!

Here it comes.

Full ahead port!

Missed.

It's going to hit the beach!

[CHUCKLING]

[IN GERMAN]

Dive.

[ALARM BLARING]

- Twenty metres.

- Twenty metres.

Come on, come on.

Come on, my son!

Come on, my son!

Missed the bastard!

Three feet!

Full reverse starboard!

What more can we do?

I'm going to follow him.

Follow him?

Here?

There ain't nothin' else

I can do!

Now...

Full ahead!

Louis...

Cut the engines.

[ENGINES STOPPING]

What does it mean?

I don't know.

Could be blowin' air

from his tanks.

[THUNDEROUS ROARING]

He's run...

He's... He's run

his bow on the bank!

We have him, Louis!

Full speed ahead!

We have the bastard!

[ENGINES STARTING]

Come on!

[ROARING]

[ENGINES RUNNING]

[IN GERMAN]

Full reverse both engines.

Blow main tanks,

one, two, three and four.

SAILOR: Blow main tanks

one, two, three and four.

[HISSING]

- Stop one.

- Stop one.

- Stop two.

- Stop two.

- Stop three.

- Stop three.

[METAL CREAKING]

Hey!

You're running aground!

Lower the jib.

Lower the jib!

Come on, come on.

More wire!

Give me more wire!

Whatcha doin'?

Their lines are bursting.

He's not even in trouble!

Let her die in peace.

He'll get out!

And I will never find him!

Possibly. Possibly not.

I have done enough!

Louis!

I'm not able on me own!

You're a small and

lonely man, Murphy.

Like me.

The world will never

build us a monument.

The difference is,

I know that!

[ENGINES RUNNING]

[IN GERMAN]

Blow main vents three and four.

SAILOR:

Blow main vents three and four.

Blow main tanks three and four.

Blow main tanks three and four.

- This time there'll be no Iron Cross.

- [CHUCKLING]

[ENGINES REVVING]

[METAL GROANING]

[LOUD CLATTERING]

[METAL GROANING]

[IN GERMAN]

All torpedo tubes clear, Lieutenant.

- Caps open.

- Caps open.

Open main vents three and four.

[OVER P.A.]

Open main vents three and four.

Full reverse both engines.

[OVER P.A.]

Full reverse both engines.

Torpedo tubes, one, two, three,

four, five, six...

- Fire!

- Fire!

[METAL CREAKING]

[ENGINES STRAINING]

[ENGINES CHUGGING]

[METAL CREAKING]

- Engines stop.

- Engines stop.

[ENGINES STOPPING]

Herr Kapitnleutnant.

[IN GERMAN]

He's coming back.

[DISTANT ENGINES CHUGGING]

[ENGINES STOPPING]

[expl*si*n AUDIBLE]

I have ya!

[YELLING IN GERMAN]

[MUFFLED EXPLOSIONS]

Jaysus!

[METAL GROANING]
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