02x26 - What Are the Bugles Blowin' For?: Part 2

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Better hurry up with that mending, Doc.

That Sergeant of yours may pull that withdrawal he's so anxious about.

Yeah, well that Captain of yours may wish he had
taken the Sergeant's advice before this is finished.

A British Captain doesn't take advice from an American Sergeant.

Half-track!

You wanted to stay, Captain.

Now we're locked in.

- Captain, do you have the bazooka?
- Sorry, it was knocked out.

What about anti-tank grenades?

None left.

A hand grenade won't do much good, Sergeant!

It might.

Fall back, fall back!

Caje!

Fall back, fall back!

Cease fire!

- Wait!
- Go!

All right, Rawlings.

See that the men get ammunition get
distributed to them in their positions.

And work them turn and turn
about until they get something to eat.

All right, sir.

- Good work, boys.
- Thanks, Captain, sir.

Well, Sergeant, for a man so obstinate by nature

you proved yourself refreshingly inventive.

If that means thanks, then you're welcome.

Germans have taken up position further down the road.

They'll be back with a lot more like them.

Well, we'll be ready for them.

Look, Captain, those orders I delivered yesterday.
They still stand.

We're not completely cut off yet.
We could still pull out and try for that road.

We could. But Jerry seems to want this depot pretty badly.

He might even give up his advance if he can't get it.

Captain, we were lucky this time.

If they really want this depot, they have
the strength to take it and you know it!

We shall see, Sergeant, we shall see.

He must still be looking for that n*zi that k*lled his sister.

I hope he never finds him.

Everybody okay?

[British accent] Darling good show, eh, Sarge?

[British accent] Sergeant, you were superlative!

How much longer we gotta stay with this sporting group, Sarge?

We were ordered not to.

- Don't sell them short.
- Sgt. Saunders!

Captain wants to see you.

- Give them a hand here.
- All right.

Rawlings.

Has Cpl. Joyce reported on our ammunition yet?

Yes, sir. We have a fair supply of small arm ammunition, sir.

No anti-tank weapons and a few grenades.

What about mortars?

We lost our only three mortars in the first attack.

We're trying to build a new one, sir.

You're building mortars?

Well, it's not so unfeasible, Sgt. Saunders.

We have a maintenance shop in the yards, you know.

All right, sir, maybe you can build some mortars.

But as far as us holding out here, the percentages are getting worse.

Sgt. Saunders, I gather you find the esprit de corps
here a little hard to understand, is that so?

No, sir. I find it unrealistic.

Look, Captain. I know you have wounded men,
you don't want to leave them. All right.

But you have a couple of vehicles. You could carry them.

You make a run for it now, you're still liable to get through.

You stay here, there won't be enough left of you to bury.

I will not retreat and I will not accept defeat.

Captain.

Pride and principles don't apply in this w*r.

Especially in that of a place like this.

I am thinking of my men, Sgt. Saunders.

I don't want to have them k*lled.

You mean k*lled retreating or staying here to die on your terms?

Sgt. Saunders, nobody is going to die on anybody's terms.

We are staying here because I believe it is the best thing to do.

I hope you're sold on that belief, Captain.

Because everytime one of your men dies...

You're going to wonder if you were right.

Come on you three, come on. Bring the rest of the equipment.

Here, drop it here.

Now pop that in there.

Now you three, we'll need a couple of sandbags.

Get a couple of sandbags, will you?

Put it in front there. That's the idea.

One over here in back.

That's it, in there.

That's good.

Another one for here.

That's it, one over it, that's it.

That's it. Beautiful job!

How many more do you want?

One more would do.

Blimey.

Well, don't knock yourself out.

I don't think you're working out or something, come on.

Hurry up.

There she is.

Hey, what do you got there, a homemade mortar?

Hey.

Boy, you guys rinky-dink.

They ought to make themselves some slingshots next.

Young fella's a comedian.

How many more grenades you got left?

About 30.

Gotta make every one of these count.

The TNT will improve their kick-away, I'm thinking.

Hey, TNT ain't going to do you no good
unless you pack it in tight, you know.

Otherwise, you'll just be making a bunch of noise, that's all.

Hey, maybe you could scare the Krauts to death.

You're a big ugly sort of bloke. Maybe you'd
like to go out there and scare them yourself?

Hey, listen. You keep talking mean to me
and I won't let you play with my grenades.

How's it coming along?

Just fine.

- [knocking]
- Come in.

Yes, Rawlings?

I've distributed fresh ammunition to the outposts, sir.

- And the mortar will be working soon.
- All right, splendid.

Tell me, how is Giles?

- Coming along, sir.
- I'm glad to hear that.

And the rest of the men?
Are they in good heart?

Well as can be expected, sir.

Stand at ease, Rawlings.

- I'd like to ask you something.
- Sir?

Rawlings, do you think that
we should stay here and fight?

Not for me to say, sir.

I'm asking your opinion, Sergeant.

It's not for me to say, sir. I do as I'm told.

Yes, I know you do, Rawlings. But...

Do you agree with Sgt. Saunders,
that we should attempt to withdraw?

Whatever you do, sir, I believe in your judgment.

Yes. But, Rawlings, if I'm...
If we stay....

and I'm proved wrong.

I never think of that.

You're the Captain, sir, and I'm the Sergeant and that's the way it is.

Yes, all right, Rawlings.
Thank you.

Sir.

Robaire?

Hey.

What was the boy doing over there?

Looking for the German who k*lled his sister.

Look at him.

Wish he'd get rid of it. Cry or do something.

I think he's seen too much of all this to cry easily, Sergeant.

- Captain.
- Yeah?

Captain, your man Giles is in a pretty bad way
He needs a hospital.

I know he does, Doc. But in the
meantime, do what you can for him.

I already have, sir.

Captain, he's asking for you.
I think you'd better go in there.

All right.

You wanted to see me, Giles?

Yes, sir, I do.

Is there anything I can do for you?

- Will you answer a question?
- If I can.

Why are we still here?
Why haven't we tried to get out?

Because I consider it best that we stay.

Sir, I'm willing to take my chances on the roads.

I'm sorry, Giles. It's not quite as simple as that.

You see, there are other considerations.

I believe that this depot is very important to the enemy.

Important enough for us to stay here and defend it.

I believe that we can hold out here
and I believe we can win.

You know something, sir?

I'd always thought I'd be the heroic type.

But now I find...

I'm not very heroic at all.

I just hurt very badly and I don't want to die.

Giles, you are not going to die.

Since neither of us are doctors, I figure I'm
in the better position to be the judge of that.

I want us to leave now while maybe there's still a chance for me.

I'm sorry, Giles. I can't do that.

Yes, you can! If you want to!

All you're worried about is the shame of it.

Well, I'm worried about me.

And I say let's leave or retreat

or withdraw or whatever you want to call it!

I want to get out of here now!

I don't care what happens!

Captain?

Captain, Giles is dead.

[speaking German]

The Lieutenant wishes to see the commanding officer.

Well, kommenzie wiht me, ja?

You bring up the rear, Cpl. Joyce.

And keep your eyes open, lads.

- All right.
- All right.

Come here, Marcher?

Sir?

- I want you to set up all the mortars
- We've only got one.

We've only got one working, Marcher, got it?

- All right, sir. Yes!
- Right.

Halt.

Warten sie hier, bitte.

Tell him to wait here and I'll ask the Captain if he'll see him.

[translating in German]

[speaking German]

The Lieutenant wishes me to inform
you that you are completely outnumbered.

He gives you this chance to surrender.

That's very kind of him, I must say.

Seems we have a generous and compassionate enemy.

Tell your Lieutenant that I am touched by his concern.

But I am also concerned for his welfare too.

Tell him that we have no intention of giving in

and that we and our American friends here

will hold onto our position, if the Lieutenant so wishes,

until there is not one, single solitary
German left alive in this whole sector.

Do I make myself clear?

[translating in German]

Thank you.

Here they come, sir!

- Marcher!
- Sir?

- Got that mortar ready yet?
- Yes, sir.

Don't fire until I give the order.

- Sgt. Saunders, will you take your squad and cover our right flank?
- Right.

Little John!

Nelson, into there.

Kirby.

Get that mortar working!

[cheering]

Get on that platform and give them a hand with the machine g*n!

Cpl. Joyce, take on the mortar position!

Medic!

- Medic!
- Medic!

Medic!

Fall back, fall back!

Fall back!

[indistinct yelling]

Go on!

Get in there!

All right, get a lift there!

Doc!

We better get him in the station.

Sgt. Rawlings, I want you to take over command.

Let's get him inside.

Keep a sharp look out, lads.

There'll be some hot tea up in a minute.

[groaning]

[mumbling]

I want to know...I must know.

Is he coming around?

- A couple times.
- [groaning]

He's lost a lot of blood.
He needs a hospital, Sarge.

They all need a hospital.

[Caje continues to groan]

- Sarge!
- Yeah, Caje?

When are we going to get out of here?

Pretty soon, Caje, pretty soon.

Rawlings, Saunders, Sgt. Saunders, Rawlings!

Rawlings.

Sgt. Rawlings! Saunders! Sgt. Rawlings!

Captain! Captain! Captain!

Everything's all right, Captain, take it easy.

You think I'm a fool, don't you, Saunders?

You don't give much, do you?

What else is there to give, Captain?

I followed your orders.

You took all the responsibility.

Yes, I know.

I haven't changed my ideas.

I'm just as determined to remain here as I ever was.

- Are you, Captain?
- Yes, I am, Sergeant.

Then why do you need me to tell you that you're right?

I don't.

You see, I've decided to release you and your men.

You're free to go back to your unit.

No comment?

What do you want me to say, Captain?

I'm grateful?

You pick a bad time to grant favors and become friends.

I don't need friends.

That's right, Captian, you don't.

You need my firepower and my squad.

The only way you're going to get them is to order me to stay.

I'm giving you a chance to get out now.

How's the Captain?

[whistling]

Hey, Sarge. What'd the Captain have to say?

He offered to let us go.

You mean we're finally going to get out of here?

Why ain't we?

They got nothing left.
They need us.

Well, they might need us but that still don't make it no less stupid!

Look, Kirby, if you want to go that bad, you just go on. Go on.

I didn't say I want to take off, I was just talking about it, that's all.

Then the talking's over with, isn't it?

Yeah, I guess it is.

Help me up, help me up!

You better lie still or you'll start hemorrhaging.

Softened us up good, they did.

They would come in any minute now.

They were only waiting for daylight.

[speaking German]

The Lieutenant wishes to surrender!

Blimey!

He reminds you that he is an officer and demands treatment in accordance of his rank.

Faversham, run up and tell the Captain, double!

You come with me.

Grab them quick, lads, before they change their minds.

Out, come on out.

Come on, out. Out!

Wait there.

Captain!

Sir! The Germans are surrendering!

It's true, Captain!

Doc, Sergeant. Help me up.

[speaking German]

We have just received word that we are cut off from out unit.

We cannot reach out lines again.

[speaking German]

I'll take that.

Tell your Lieutenant that I accept his surrender.

We all accept.

Rawlings, take the Lieutenant.

Hi, Lieutenant.

We waited for you at Aisno.

Oh, we got detained.

Looks like you detained a few Germans.

Their offensive fell apart this morning.
We pushed them back where they started.

Battalion will be moving in soon.
We can pick up casualties then.

Sir, can you spare some of the aid men?
We can use them in the station.

Sure, thing.
Okay, fellas, help them out.

I'd like to see that British Captain.

- Sir?
- What's his name?

Captain Johns, sir.

Yeah, where is he?

I'm afraid he's dead, sir.

When was he k*lled?

He died right after the surrender, sir.

All right, Sergeant, saddle them up.
We're moving back to our old position.

I'm sorry, Rawlings.

The way things turned out...

I wonder if the Captain would have
been sorry he didn't do things your way.

It doesn't matter.
He did it his way, he got the job done.

Is there anything we could do for you?

No.

We'll just wait here with the Captain until they come for him.

Thank you.

Could you take another passenger, Lieutenant?

- Where am I going to take him?
- Up ahead in that town.

He's ready to go home.

Come on, son.

Let's go!

[bagpipes playing in distance]