02x04 - Episode 4

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I don't trust you to draw the line:

knowing the difference between enemy

and friend and all those in between.

Oh, gravel will continue

to be thrown.

Right, men. Round them up.

The real fellas made a tactical

withdrawal,

which means they'll regroup

and counterattack.

Every man for himself!

I'm offering my surrender.

The famous SAS, huh?

These are the last moments

of your lives

when you won't have images

of drowning men

stuck inside your head.

I still hear the voices, Father.

They're leaving us to drown!

Help!

Hey!

Whoa!

Was my brother in love with you,

do you think?

Or should the question be,

IS my brother in love with you?

Where is your bloody tunic?

Covered in blood, Colonel.

And our orders are to take Termoli

and hold it to the last man,

come what may.

Just let me sleep.

I need to sleep.

Come.

Come where?

GERMAN CAPTAIN SHOUTS

W-Whoa!

A little early for a stroll,

don't you think?

Hold still.

It'd be nice if you could tell me

where the f*ck you're taking me.

Oh!

Let's go!

TONKIN GASPS

Forward!

Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

I'm a prisoner of f*cking w*r!

I have rights according to

the Geneva Convention!

OK?

You can't do this!

Ow!

TONKIN SIGHS

Mum, Dad, Heather

GERMAN CAPTAIN SHOUTS

..er

..if my body makes it home, bury me

under the bridle path.

Fertig!

Oh

God, judge myself for the things

I did before the w*r.

CAR HORN BLARES

Wartet!

ENGINE IDLES

General Heidrich of the 1st

Fallschirmjager Division

..has invited you to dinner.

Up!

Right, you lot!

Hands off your c*ck and

pull on your socks

cos the b*stards are here!

BANGING

Get up! Up!

Reg, there's a Panzer Division

breaching the northern horizon -

just like the Apache Indians

in the films.

Paddy's got a plan.

Paddy's losing his marbles

a bit but,

aye, yeah, he's got a plan.

Did you, er?

Did you sleep well, Reg?

I slept very well.

Why wouldn't I?

You thirsty, Paddy?

Paddy, the German advance has begun.

And what are we going to bloody

fight them with? Water pistols?

Get these aboard a truck now.

What for?

Isn't it obvious?

Even for Paddy, this is not

f*cking normal.

I told you.

He's gone mad.

The laundry in Termoli has no water.

So we are taking water

to the laundry,

where we will leave our bloody

uniforms

with the lovely family who run

the laundry -

before making our way

to the front line.

Why, Paddy?

Because GHQ radioed me an urgent

communique overnight,

saying the SRS must wear

correct uniforms

when engaging the enemy,

especially when there is risk

of capture.

So, today,

as we prepare to face

the 16th Panzer Division alone,

ill-equipped

with no air cover

..the cleaning of our uniforms

is our priority.

That is why we are going

to the laundry.

♪ In mezzo al mar c'e un uccellino

♪ Che si vorrebbe riposare

♪ Ma non sta a galla, poverino

♪ Come deve fare?

♪ E sopra a un albero c'e un pesce

♪ Che ha tanta voglia di nuotare

♪ Ma, tra le foglie, non riesce

♪ Come deve fare? ♪

All right, lads! Come on, clear out!

♪ L'uccellin provo

♪ A nuotar

♪ E il pesciolin

♪ Un bel di provo a volar ♪

Come on!

♪ Da allora tutti i cacciatori

♪ Gli uccelli pescano in

barchetta! ♪

Where do these go?

Quick, quick!

♪ Vanno i pescator!

♪ Se, se, se

♪ Se la terra, ahime

♪ Diventasse mar

♪ Penso che

Ai miei figli, un di

♪ Potrei raccontar che

♪ In mezzo al mar c'e un uccellino

♪ Che si vorrebbe riposare

♪ Ma non sta a galla, poverino

♪ Come deve fare? ♪

Sergeant.

You will stay here.

Bring us our uniforms once

they're clean.

Are you f*cking joking?

Your next question will be,

"Why have you chosen me

to stay behind?"

I have chosen you because last night

you didn't sleep.

And not for many nights before.

I can see it in your eyes, Reggie.

That is because I have the same

look in my own eyes.

Aye.

I believe you and I share

the same ghosts.

Rum drowns them.

Pills make them funny.

But today, you will stay here,

get some rest and help these good

people do our laundry.

That is an order.

All right, mucker?

Right, men!

Listen f*cking here!

The barbarians are almost

at the gates!

So we, who are worse

than barbarians

THEY SHOU

..ought to be there to

f*cking meet them!

Come on!

Who, er?

Any of you speak English?

I teach English.

Do you want coffee?

Coffee is good.

And a gallon of booze

of any description.

What?

Coffee is good.

No, vuole, il caffe.

Caffe, subito.

Here, let me help you.

No, no, lascia, riposati.

Devi essere stanco.

She says, "It's OK.

"You must be tired, so sit down."

I must be.

It's my favourite. Cioccolato.

LAUGHTER

♪ I swear by Almighty God

♪ To tell the whole truth

♪ And nothing but the truth ♪

Alfredo said they move

heavy equipment

through this tunnel.

We can stop them up there.

♪ g*ns, g*ns

♪ They t*rture all the women

and children

♪ Then they've put the men

to the g*n

♪ Cos across the human frontier

♪ Freedom's always on the run ♪

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no need to do all that,

all right, yeah?

We're not on parade.

We want to do the best job for you.

Oh, this is finelike this.

Thank you.

Bang.

BOY LAUGHS

You missed.

Quanti cattivi hai ucciso?

Matteo!

What did he say?

Nothing. Just being a boy.

It's OK.

Tell me.

I have a nephew about his age.

They are honest.

They say everything

they want to say.

What did he say?

He

He asked you, "How many people

have you k*lled?"

Una?

Due?

Tre?

Quattro?

Cinque?

Sei?

ECHOING: Sette?

Otto?

Nove?!

Dieci?!

LAUGHTER

15

You don't have to do that.

20

And on and on and on

Ma sei un eroe!

He says you're a big hero.

Yeah.

That's me.

Matteo, basta. Dai, andiamo.

Lasciamo in pace il signore.

No, no, no, no. Voglio stare.

Dai Matteo, per favore, non

Voglio restare.

Can he stay with you?

Yeah.

Why not?

MATTEO CHUCKLES

Mm-hm.

Mm-hm.

Mm-hm.

In answer to your question

..the number of men I have k*lled

is unknown to me.

We used to have a blackboard,

but the men didn't count.

THEY LAUGH

Please, God, give me back

my concussion.

I need visitors.

I love you. The reason you came?

Yes, and to make love.

You mean the whole thing?

The whole thing sounds very English.

In Sicily, you will join my brother,

yes?

You f*cking dare to talk to me

like that?

DOOR BANGS

Ehi, pazzo!

PLATE CLATTERS

I will not swallow your

f*cking piss!

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Bang!

♪ Rosamunda, Rosamunda

♪ Che magnifica serata

♪ Sembra quasi preparata

♪ Da una fata delicata

♪ Mille luci, mille voci ♪

Bang!

♪ Mille cuori strafelici ♪

Bang!

♪ Sono tutti in allegria

♪ Oh che felicita

♪ Rosamunda, se mi baci tu

♪ Rosamunda, non resisto piu ♪

My nephew always beats me as well.

When I see him, I'm going to

tell him.

If he asks, I'm going to say,

"We just played cowboys

and Indians."

LAUGHTER

My mother has cooked lunch.

The noise of sh**ting and explosions

in the north have stopped.

Yeah, but Paddy's here.

The noise will soon start again.

♪ One morning on the prairie

♪ As Jack, he rode along

♪ A-listening to a mocking bird ♪

Paddy, tanks have been spotted.

Oh, Jesus, Johnny. How I have missed

the death rattle

of approaching German vehicles.

Just like the old days, Paddy.

Huh!

Go, go, go!

On the double, men!

Get with it! Come on!

Thank you, Lieutenant.

What is it?

A roadblock 20 miles south

of Termoli

reported a French female

journalist travelling

with a consignment of

flame-throwers.

Right.

And since she had no authorisation,

they turned her back, yes?

No, sir. They let her pass.

She said she was on her way

to visit Paddy Mayne.

All the regulars love Paddy Mayne.

The guard let her go.

Yes, just as the guard at Bagnara

let her go

while I was sleeping.

And the next guard at the next

checkpoint

on the road north let her go -

all without my knowledge

or permission,

each with their own different

reasons.

She is proving to be quite

unstoppable.

Here she comes.

Fraser!

Dave.

Paddy, it's a Panzer.

Panzer IV. Brand-new model G

with the increased armour.

The only thing that will stop

a Panzer IV

is a Bazooka to the back decks,

and we haven't got a Bazooka.

It's about to open fire.

Fall back!

Fall back! Fall back! Fall!

Come on! Get it covered!

Move! Come on!

Get him, Mac!

Go, go, go!

Fall back!

Fall back!

Paddy, those tanks are heading

straight into town.

If our order is to hold town

then we need to get there

before they do.

Previous strategy did not work.

It couldn't work, Paddy.

We've got no Bazookas.

We've got no cover.

Our order is to hold the town

until reinforcements come.

What f*cking reinforcement?

We do not ask those questions

any more.

Since when?

We just follow the order.

How am I doing, Staff Sergeant?

Previous strategy did not work.

Shall we fall back?

And that's not obeying orders.

It's common bloody sense, Paddy.

Common sense?

In a w*r?

Whatever next?

Fall back! Fall back!

I have, er,

two nieces

and one nephew in England.

Ha tre nipoti in Inghilterra.

E come si chiamano?

What are their names?

I haven't said their names

out loud for

..a long time.

Before Jalo, I think.

What's Jalo?

I don't want to bring them up.

As if that would bring them here.

I don't want them to imagineme.

And what I do.

My mother says when you get home,

in your own fireside,

all of this will be forgotten.

I hope.

Yeah.

I reallyhope.

I'm sorry.

I've forgotten what to do

around people.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Where is Paddy Mayne?

We're holding a line

three miles north.

How do I get there?

You join the SAS.

Yes, why not?

My permission is from

General de Gaulle.

I'm travelling with a consignment

of mortar grenades, mortars,

flame-throwers, for use in the

defence of Termoli.

Why are you here?

Waiting for some clothes to dry.

expl*si*n

If the tanks are in range, it means

the line is broken.

So, Paddy will come to you.

You should get under cover.

There are some nice people here.

Normal people.

Right, listen up.

News is that the defensive positions

in Termoli are being overrun.

We've been ordered to join

our comrades in the SRS

as a matter of urgency and help them

to hold the town.

Termoli must not fall.

It cannot fall.

If the Germans break through,

they'll be able to outflank

the American divisions

heading north from Naples.

So, the first-ever engagement of

2SAS will be one of the most

important engagements of the w*r

in Europe so far.

We'll be fighting beside some

of the best

and most courageous soldiers

on Earth.

And we will match them.

ALL: Yes, sir!

Right, you lot! Go, go!

The dad is going out to find

a position.

He says he's a good shot.

The rest of the family are going

down to the basement.

You should go with them.

Why would I go down into

the basement?

You know g*ns?

I know you should never leave

your g*n lying around,

loaded and without the safety catch.

If the line has broken, this will

become a fight

from street to street.

You are outnumbered.

You will need all the help

you can get.

GHQ have ordered all combatants

to wear full uniform.

But I think in your case

..we can make an exception.

expl*si*n

Paddy! Turn around! Come fight

with us!

Ruckzugskonvoi in Richtung Suden P2.

Einmarsch in P3.

Jawohl.

Drei vier sechs funf.

Sechs funf drei vier.

Schnell! Schnell!

Panzer tanks, heading south!

We know! It is why we are

heading north!

It's an entire tank division,

Alfredo!

You cannot engage!

Jetzt.

Feuer!

Get in the truck!

Move! Get in the truck!

Guys, move! Alessia, now! In!

Get the a*mo. Forget the weapons.

Go, go, go!

Get in the truck!

All right, now go! Come on, Johnny.

expl*si*n

Matteo, go down to the basement

with your mother, yeah?

You can't come with me and your dad.

Hey?

Hey?

Look after yourself, cowboy.

Matteo, dobbiamo andare.

No, Mama!

Voglio andare con loro!

Move! Let's go!

Quadrat Q5. Q5.

Drei Lastwagen.

Sie sind leer.

Feuern, wenn sie voll sind.

Right, put on your nice,

clean uniforms.

Form up outside.

We have half an hour before they

reach the north end of town.

I'd leave, if I were you.

Not all SAS will wear underwear.

Mama!

CHATTER AND LAUGHTER

If you want to interview me

for your newspaper,

I'm going to have to ask you to wait

until I have at least put

on some trousers.

I am told that when I engage

the enemy,

I'm not required to wear a uniform.

Reggie?

What's the f*cking crack here?

The Frenchwoman arrived without

permission

in a truckload of flame throwers.

So you decided to give her

a machinegun?

I told you once, in a bar in Cairo,

that my father taught me

how to fight.

The Germans will be here soon.

And I really, really want to sh**t

some of them.

f*cking sweet Jesus.

One French spy and a truckload

of flame-throwers.

Is that permission.

Bill Stirling ordered me

not to let you go

anywhere near the front line.

So, in the spirit of f*ck you

..welcome to the SAS.

Get on this truck, drive to

Campomarino Bridge,

and f*cking hold it to the last man!

All right? That is an order!

Hey!

Come on, come on!

I don't even know your name.

Matteo wants to give you

his toy g*n.

For luck.

Go, go, go!

Jetzt. Jetzt!

Get inside! Go!

SCREAMING

Reg!

Reg!

Reg!

Matteo!

He's got no chance, Reg.

I will do it.

I'll do it.

GUNSHO

REG SOBS

We've got a battle to fight

We've got a battle to

fight, Sergeant!

Stand up, Reg!

f*cking stand, Reg!

Obey my order! Stand up, Reg!

Yes!

Yes, Sir!

Reg! It's not random fire!

They're being directed!

There's a f*cking spotter

in the tower!

Go f*cking get him! Come on!

Uh!

BELL TOLLS

g*n CLICKS

SEEKINGS GASPS

Bingo!

What's in it?

I heard a wee rumour about

flame-throwers.

Oh, happy birthday, boss!

g*nf*re

Cover the left!

Moving, moving!

Go!

Moving!

Go!

Go!

Come on, come on!

Cover!

Anyone know how to use

one of these?

Cooper, run up!

Fire!

SHOUTING

Incoming, lads! Incoming!

Prepare to withdraw.

Covering fire.

Let's go!

Let's go!

Now!

Don't f*cking slow down! Speed up!

Hit the horn!

We're the SAS! Get out of the

f*cking way!

Stop! Move!

BABY CRIES

Yes, there are women in here.

g*nf*re

SCREAMING

f*ck you!

Get down!

So, we withdraw?

No, we do not withdraw.

Our orders are to hold Termoli

until the last man.

That is what we will f*cking do.

Riley?

Er, nozzle. Give me the nozzle.

Here. This, here?

No, no, no. Yes! If you put that

there,

the whole f*cking thing explodes!

But look at the diagram!

f*ck the diagram!

f*ck you!

Sir, look.

So this is where we die?

f*ck. Have we got any more booze?

No, we finished it all

to the last drop.

These final moments are

intoxication enough.

Are they not, boys?

Oh, dear God.

f*ck, we're surrounded!

♪ Surrender now, Jack Duggan ♪

Riley. Riley.

♪ ..three to one

♪ Surrender in the King's high name

♪ You are a plundering son ♪

Prepare!

♪ Jack drew two pistols

from his belt

♪ And proudly waved them high

♪ I'll fight but not surrender

♪ Said the wild colonial boy. ♪

PADDY SCREAMS

We have our orders.

To the last man!

PADDY SCREAMS

Get up there, go on!

f*ck you!

Did everybody else see

that Bazooka??

What the f*ck just happened?

Bazookas! Paddy, 2SAS!

Hold fire! Hold!

You sh**t them on the left, move!

LAUGHTER

2SAS have taken the southern part

of the town.

Our order is to regroup,

then move north.

Counter the counter.

So let's go.

Yes!

You taste like f*cking petrol.

Let's go.

Thank you, God!

And 2SAS!

Hold it! Hold it!

Eve! What are you doing here?

Get in!

Go!

Better late than f*cking never,

I suppose.

We heard they were bringing Panzers.

So we brought Bazookas.

Holding Termoli for as long as you

did was an exceptional feat

and I will mention the whole

regiment in dispatches.

But what on Earth is Eve doing here

with a f*cking firearm?

From what I understand, sir,

she's using the firearm

to k*ll Germans.

I went into the laundry.

It might help you

..if you came back to the laundry

with me

..to organise their burial.

SCRATCHING

Welcome, Eve.

How are things, my love?

Ah, Lieutenant Tonkin.

A real-life, authentic member of the

legendary British regiment

of the SAS.

What do you like, chicken or beef?

I would like freedom, actually.

But failing that, er, chicken.

Hmm!

I wanted to talk to one

of you fellows

because I'm intrigued.

You do know I won't be telling you

anything of strategic importance?

Strategies are not what

I'm interested in.

Strategies can be learned,

from Alexander to Napoleon.

I am interested in this new thing.

What new thing?

A harnessing of the power

of madness.

It is true that most men

in the SAS are mad.

Calculated madness.

As if madness was the logic

of a superior universe.

And, if ex*cuted correctly,

it inspires terror in those of us

who are logical.

Tell me aboutPaddy Mayne.

GHQ insisted that all combatants

wear uniforms today,

and they did so for a reason.

That is quite revolutionary.

The Geneva Convention states

that all soldiers

who are taken prisoner, who are

wearing uniform,

are to be treated decently and are

to be held as prisoners of w*r

until the end of the conflict.

Those not wearing uniforms are

at risk of being ex*cuted.

That is the convention

as it stands.

However, we have learned

the Germans

have recently changed the rules

of engagement.

I heard it was Hitler himself.

Indeed, Hitler has ordered that all

members of commando units,

such as the SAS and SRS,

are to be summarily ex*cuted,

whether they are in uniform

or not.

Even if they put up their hands

and surrender,

they are to be shot.

Today, GHQ ordered your men

to wear uniforms

so that if they were taken prisoner

and there was a mass execution,

there could be no doubt that it was

a w*r crime.

In any subsequent w*r crime trials,

we do not want to give

those b*stards

the excuse that those ex*cuted

were shot

because they were out of uniform.

So, Paddy, GHQ ordering you

to wear uniform

was not GHQ being GHQ.

The nature of the w*r

has changed, again.

From now on, surrender is no longer

an option for the SAS.

"I'll fight, but not surrender,"

said the wild colonial boy.

Yes, fight or die.

I wonder, why is it that this makes

me happy?

w*r without mercy.

Am I a monster, do you think?

Can I relay the good news

to my men now?

Paddy, this does not give you

an excuse

to treat prisoners in the same way.

Oh, I will continue to be

the perfect gentleman.

That laundry would still be

in one piece

if we hadn't been ordered

to go there.

You know?

I will arrange a burial party

tomorrow morning,

for the family.

I will attend the burial.

I've organised a vehicle, 7am,

to take you back to Bagnara.

For military reasons, I can't allow

you to stay.

For patriotic reasons,

I cannot leave.

That Paddy Mayne is a lover

of poetry

adds a whole new dimension

to my confusion.

OPERA PLAYS

Maybe it's because I'm German

and I don't understand the English.

Irish.

Hmm? There's a difference?

You really don't understand,

do you?

Do you know?

There's something about today

that I do not understand.

I was taken prisoner in uniform.

As you can plainly see.

And yet, this morning I was taken

to the firing squad like a spy.

Yes.

I intervened this morning

..because I wanted to meet a member

of the unit

whose successes in Africa and Italy

have so infuriated Hitler

..that he has ordered that any

one of you who surrenders

..is to be ex*cuted,

shot - against the rules of

the convention.

And anyone who fails to carry out

this order

will themselves be shot.

So, this was a kind of

a last supper?

I tried to make it as grand

as I could.

Well, the chicken was rather

wonderful.

I told them to come for you

at midnight.

I gave you one extra day of life.

Goodbye, Lieutenant.

Someone said you wanted to see me.

I didn't want to see you.

I wanted to look at you,

find out how you are.

I Also, I have news about

the rules of engagement.

I've told the others.

Now I'm going to tell you.

I can't talk.

Or listen.

To anything, Paddy.

Sodium amytal or William Blake.

I recommend the latter.

Either way, tomorrow morning

at dawn, we go again.

All right, Reggie?

MUSIC: She Sells Sanctuary

by The Cult

♪ Oh, the heads that turn

♪ Make my back burn

♪ And those heads that turn

♪ Make my back

♪ Make my back burn ♪