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Oh, shut your mouth.
They're here.
What time is it? - Don't know.
I've lost my watch.
A lot of good you are!
Time for some fun.
Look here, a new watch.
And it's got a stopwatch.
I surrender.
Gentlemen...
That is the plan.
Desperate times, desperate measures.
Lieutenant Maes, the head of the Belgian Government
selected you to lead this operation.
Mm. - Good.
Admiral Godfrey has agreed
to give us British logistical support.
That was before I knew the plan.
What you need is psychological support.
We understand
you have different priorities
but all we're asking for is the boat and the prisoner.
Christ almighty!
Where are you going to find a crew that's up to this?
We took care of that.
We selected a group
of loyal, well-trained Belgian soldiers.
I want the bad eggs.
That's not what we discussed.
The British Army have been looking
for these lunatics for months.
Their status on our files is "shoot on sight".
Relax, Admiral, nobody even knows where they are.
Withholding the whereabouts of those people
will see you face court martial.
My chances of surviving a firing squad are considerably higher
than surviving this mission, sir.
They might be insane but so is this goddamn plan.
Desperate times...
desperate measures.
Ask what you like but for Christ's sake, relax.
We still need him.
Anyone fancy an apple? - Later, Tamme.
Stan, you? - Not now.
This is Woodpecker, come in please.
- Hello? - Hello, Werner?
- Hello? - Werner, can you hear me?
Yes, we have the package.
Sorry, repeat? - I repeat, we have the package.
Roger that.
The mailman will pick it up at noon.
Make sure Stan doesn't damage the package this time, will you?
Well, he's just asking the package a few questions.
I'm serious now.
Six, after shooting that big fat bear, I've got six.
The fat guy? - Yeah, the big fat one.
Don't be stupid, man!
I shot the fat--
Goddammit!
Come on, you bastard.
You said I could go with you this time.
It was last minute.
Always the same thing around here.
These potatoes are sprouting.
Yeah? Then do the shopping yourself.
I've had it!
Not a lot he can tell us with his lungs full of water.
How long now?
One minute, sixteen.
That's enough.
Hey, actually we're all pretty friendly around here.
Yeah, we're all very friendly around here.
Do you want some water?
Alright, get out! - Yeah.
Hey, just try to answer our questions. Please?
Then we can stop all of this. - This is for you.
Just tell him what he needs... Look out!
Werner, what's that? Is everything OK?
Um, the line is pretty bad... - Everything's OK, right?
I hear nothing.
I just heard a really loud b-- - Over and out.
Damn it! They'll be coming to fetch him soon.
Stan?
Now he's gonna take up less room.
Forget it.
With all due respect.
Your son, Dieter.
Yeah?
I see the resemblance.
How? - Shrapnel.
No further information.
Why are you telling me that?
Do you really think I'd betray my country because of that?
This is war.
We've all lost someone.
It's not about who we've lost.
It's about who we can still save.
His name is Franz.
Yep.
The boy was named after his grandfather.
You alright? - No, I'm not alright.
I'm fed up with just doing all of the shopping
and pulling bullets out of people.
I want another job.
He just wants to protect his little girl, that's all.
Leave me alone. - I'm sorry. Hey.
Actually, I've found something that might interest you.
Here...
What's that?
A "B cartridge" I think it said.
I found a whole case of them.
It's just the right calibre.
First a kiss.
Let's see what it can do.
Not really ideal for hunting.
Come on then.
Come on Fons, come on Fons.
Come on.
Yes! The best lefty in Europe, huh?
Come on now, let's hear it.
Oh, come on now, is that the best you can do?
Playing for the biggest club in Flanders?
Come.
Come on.
Is that all?
You'd be better off hunting more and screwing less.
Stan?
Stan, there's a German car parked in the wood.
Darling?
Your wife, I would presume?
Here...
You can sell it to the Jews.
Where have you hidden them?
Gunther...
Fill up the bath tub.
I've been to the post office.
Still nothing.
You don't suppose something's happened?
I'm sure she would have-- - I've told you
to put that out of your mind.
The mail is intercepted at the French border.
Hm.
I was thinking...
that little Louis is probably already walking.
Sorry.
We've got a visitor. Come.
Hi.
I need that German's briefcase.
Uh, yeah, uh...
Everything's still in it, so... - And the Fritz?
He's got crucial information
about troop movements in the Ardennes.
Yeah, um...
The Fritz is still in the bath.
You've got to be joking!
His head must be around here somewhere.
Jesus, Stan! This is no laughing matter.
I laughed my head off.
Any news?
I have to tell you that this is a very special mission.
Congo?
Finally get out of these fucking woods.
I've even got ticks on my balls!
But Fritz isn't in the Congo.
Forget it, we're fine right here.
The mission is of vital strategical importance.
We couldn't give a shit. We kill Krauts, that's strategic enough.
Oh! Do whatever you want.
Hey, what do these figures down at the bottom mean?
It's what you get paid.
Hey, Van Praag, you can buy your football team.
Great.
Maybe they'll even let you play again.
Why not?
As long as I'm wearing this around my neck, Fons
it's not going to happen.
Oh, yeah, one more thing...
I forgot to say that the mission would result
in a whole bunch of dead Nazis.
And she would be a lot safer, too.
Right?
Alright, wake up, gentlemen.
We're there.
Hey! Bloody hell, man, be reasonable.
Oh, well then.
You shouldn't have got so pissed then, should you?
Alright, there it is, man.
Take a look.
What's up? You're turning green.
I just don't like the water.
I can't swim.
Maybe they have water wings!
Men...
Welcome to Africa.
I told you that it was a special mission.
Come.
Don't touch anything.
Jesus, it stinks.
OK. Men...
For those of you who aren't very good in geography
we are right here...
and our destination is here, America.
The mission's objective...
transporting a cargo of raw materials
of crucial importance to the Allies.
Uranium.
Uranium? - What in God's name is that?
No, I've heard of it. It's used to colour glass.
And those watch hands that light up in the dark
are also made of uranium.
Oh, yeah?
I'd really like to have one of those.
You can't see this one in the dark.
So, we're going on a secret mission
in a German U-boat
so that Roosevelt can tell time at night?
It'll be used to build a bomb.
And not just any bomb
but one that can raze a city to the ground.
Destruction radius of a few kilometres.
The Germans have their top scientists working on it.
The Americans can't lag behind.
The Shinkolobwe mines owned by the Union
here in Congo
are the biggest source of uranium in the world
and Roosevelt has purchased a few tons
in alliance with the Belgian Government.
We just have to get it there.
Yep.
We've got to pilot this ourselves?
You'll get three weeks of training
theory and practice. That's not a lot.
So start studying
cos this is one exam you can't afford to fail.
Right, on deck, 15 minutes.
So we're nothing but a bunch of chauffeurs?
Yeah, well, this is on hell of a limo.
Can you do that somewhere else?
Like behind a curtain?
Uh, don't be such a child. I'm sweating like a pig.
Yeah, Stan.
It's not like we've never seen her in the raw before.
I mean, not...
not in a sexual way or anything, right?
No, like when she was washing in that stream.
Totally, totally innocent, Stan?
And from far way.
Real far, we couldn't see.
We could only see with binoculars.
You perverts!
What?
Blimey, where'd you get this bloody thing?
Confidential.
Right. Well...
Right, come on you. One Kraut...
as ordered.
Thank you.
What's this?
Franz Jaeger, a German captain. He's going to train us.
If you think I'm going to America with a Nazi
then you need to think again.
It's just for training. I'm the captain.
He was the commander of a U-boat from 14-18.
He knows U-boats inside and out.
Stan!
You thinking what I'm thinking?
But there aren't any bathtubs on board.
Good morning, gentlemen.
I've been instructed to teach you
how to operate this U-boat in three weeks.
Well, this is impossible.
It's tantamount to suicide.
It takes highly intelligent German officers
at least 12 months.
But since I will not be going with you
I sincerely don't give a shit.
And so, we're at the front of the boat, the bow.
This is the front torpedo room.
We have four torpedo tubes.
Torpedoes, very heavy, over 1,000 kilograms each.
But this is no concern to you
because you will not shoot a torpedo.
- Huh? - Men...
- Is that true? - This is a transport mission
not an attack mission. - Oh, yeah?
And if we have to defend ourselves, what then?
We dive, then.
Toilet, captain's cabin, officers' beds.
Officers' mess.
Whoa!
Here, the radio room.
This is a 200-watt transmitter.
Command room, this is the heart of the boat.
From here the captain decides about everything
except the tides.
From here he decides about life and death.
Stop it.
Sleeping quarters.
You share them in two shifts.
As you can see, we have plenty of space on board.
The galley...
second important room.
Keep the cook your friend.
You might as well get started on the potatoes.
Ooh!
- The machine room. - Diesel?
Diesel on the surface, electric under water.
1,200 horse power, at least!
3,200, actually.
Motoren-Werke Mannheim, best engines ever built.
This puts my dad's tractor to shame.
It's too far to go?
This is the aft torpedo room
the last room on the boat.
Here we have two electric engines
one torpedo and one torpedo tube.
Well...
these are the basics.
As you can see, this is a...
highly complex and sophisticated machine.
- One wrong move and... - Whoa!
Jesus!
And so, you men had better brace yourself.
You've got three weeks to learn it.
OK, job assignments.
Stan, as first officer
you will ensure my orders are carried out.
Tamme, Klisse, the engines. Werner, radio and sonar.
Filip and Fons, steering. Van Praag, trim tanks.
OK? Come on. Time for class.
And me? I don't have a job.
Why don't you tell her.
What?
I've made some arrangements
Um...
When they deliver the uranium, huh...
you'll be taken to a nearby plantation by the delivery boat.
It'll be safer there.
You can't just leave me in Africa.
If you think I'm going to-- - You're not going
in this bloody coffin.
An U-boat crew has to work like
a well-oiled machine.
Together.
You all know the phrase, "One for all, all for one"?
On an U-boat this is not just a phrase.
This is reality.
Pulley...
...pulley system, pulley system, pulley.
This wheel here...
it aims the hydrophone. - The hydrophone.
This here is the main transmitter control
and this button here...
Changes the frequency to broadband communication.
And that's-- - And that's the receiver.
Starboard 20.
Guys, this manual is just too complicated!
It's too complicated and in German!
To dive, the air is blown out of the ballast tanks
which fill with water
and to surface it's the opposite.
The water is pumped out
and it fills with air under high pressure.
Got it?
And if you're under water and you have to do
a number two and you flush it
does the shit go to the ballast tank
or straight into the sea?
What? - Stupid, man.
No, that's not a stupid question.
If you don't send it out in the water...
it could...
What, it there something wrong with your stomach?
Oh, come on...
You going in? - Uh, maybe tomorrow.
Suit yourself.
Short, short, short, long...
Short, short, short and long...
And what does that mean?
You...
have really beautiful...
...tits.
You're an idiot.
Is that all you learnt in class?
It's the only thing I remember.
It's our last night together.
Maybe I can make him change his mind.
No, he won't budge.
He also told Mama to leave without me.
Hey. - Mm?
At least we can say goodbye properly.
Yeah, that's true.
Jenga. Toss the rope.
What? You got something against blacks?
I just don't want the banana man touching me, you know?
It doesn't stick. - I don't want to talk about it.
"Wie Is Loesje" by The Ramblers
Alright, come on men, let's get started. Come!
Be careful with it!
That chocolate ape is just being too lazy
to make two trips, that's all.
Come on. Get your end.
They are still here
at the same co-ordinates.
We're approaching from the west.
You must not allow them to submerge
until we have arrived.
What's up? - It's a German radio message.
What? Here?
Well, it's VHF and that's, that's line of sight.
Huh?
Well, these radio waves can't pass through trees
or over mountains, so this ship is less
than 100 kilometres from here.
Alright, find the signal again.
Maes, there are ships. - What?
Where? - There.
Damn it. We've got to get out of here.
To America, or what?
Look, they're coming our way, we have no choice.
Oh, but all that we've had is theory!
Practice starts now. Go.
Come on men, hurry up! - We're leaving right now?
Come on.
What's happening, what's all the commotion?
We are leaving now.
We're going to America.
Not knowing how to dive? And where do I go?
You're coming with us. - But that wasn't the deal.
New deal.
For God's sake, think for a moment.
You have zero per cent chance of survival.
It's suicide and I think you know that very well.
I don't have any alternative.
They've seen you.
The boat is preparing to leave. Over.
OK, understood.
We are in range now, twenty minutes. Out.
OK, understood.
Yes, understood.
Everything is on board. - Hey!
Shit.
Goddammit!
Bloody hell, look, the Kraut killed him!
I didn't mean to do it. That was not my intention...
Auf wiedersehen.
What in the hell are you doing, Stan?
We still need him.
Who else is going to pilot the boat?
Jeez.
Get us out of here.
Come on!
Keep moving!
Come on.
I'll have to hold on to this for the old man.
Can I come along or are you still sending me off
with the collaborator?
Stop moaning. It that it? Is everyone below?
No.
That nigger isn't coming?
No, Fons we're dumping him in the sea.
- Take him aft. - Alright, let's go.
Start the engines!
Engines ready!
Let's go.
Rudder 3-10. Set course to 3-10.
Starboard main rudder 20.
I want both machines to proceed slowly.
Full engines slow ahead.
We don't have enough pressure.
The main valve's half-open. - What?
The main valve's only half-open!
Well, then go open it. - Give me a break.
You mind if I get through, mate?
I don't see anything changing. - Yeah, hang on.
It's starting to rise. The meters are starting to move.
Tamme, we've got reinforcements!
Jenga machinist.
Oui, oui!
Welcome on board.
Well?
They're still far away
but it's best if we stay out of sight.
Take us down.
Alright everyone, prepare to dive.
Set your depth from 30 metres.
Huh?
Front open ten, back open five.
Five degrees down bubble. - Yeah.
Five down. - Down...
Yeah.
Flood it. Open main valve.
You, open main vents.
Cut the diesel, switch to electric.
Both engines slow ahead.
We're under the water, just like Jules Verne.
This boat is very special, Jenga.
Underwater, not on it.
Under it.
Take them off, I need my hands.
I'll take them off when I trust you.
Right after you stop breathing.
What guarantee do I have
that you won't kill me as soon as we dock in New York?
What guarantee do I have
you won't kill everyone before we even get there?
About the same amount.
Stan?
Listen.
Listen to this.
It's a strange droning noise.
They're looking for us.
As long as we stay under there's no problem.
Which was it?
I don't remember anymore.
A leak in the crapper.
Damn it, you lazy ass, do I have to do everything myself?
You incompetent fool. Are you trying to kill us?
Is that so hard to remember?
I'm gonna shove your C3 and your B5
down your bloody throat!
Listen.
Do you know which compartment lies right under the toilet?
The battery compartment.
Batteries and water, this is a very bad combination.
Let him go.
Huh! If pigs had wings...
Shit!
Chlorine gas. Blow the ballast tanks
and sink. Hurry, go low!
Is the plane gone?
Hurry. If we don't vent this boat in thirty seconds
we'll be gone.
Use the flack.
Damn it, he's banking away.
Why isn't he attacking?
He won't risk an attack
while we're aiming the flack at him.
He'll circle us out of reach until we're diving.
A diving submarine is target practice for the Luftwaffe.
Well, then we won't dive.
He has to run short of fuel sometime.
He is already on the radio.
More are coming.
Hurry.
Close the hatch. Flood it. Dive, dive, dive, dive.
Hurry up, men.
Oh, shit.
Bloody hell, he got him.
Stan!
Lucky bastard.
You sleep here, right?
Huh? Go ahead.
Go ahead.
That's not going to happen.
Who said that this darkie was going to sleep in here?
Yeah, well, Jenga has worked
ten times harder than you, fatso.
Go sleep In the torpedo room. - Oh, come off it, Fons.
Get going.
Yes, sir.
And take your fish with you.
♪ Die, die, die, little baby ♪
♪ Tatty die, die, aie, aie, aie, aie♪
Stop.
Uncle Kriechbaum is going
to give you a bath. Huh?
Splishy splashy!
No. - Get your little tootsies wet.
Look how happy he is.
Please, don't hurt him.
I think Daddy's gonna save you now.
Isn't he? - They're upstairs...
behind the fireplace.
Go look.
In nature, sometimes the size of a particular population
has to be corrected
so that a natural equilibrium can be re-established.
And that is what we take care of.
We are merely restoring...
the balance in nature...
...once again.
And it is so important for him
that he learns about... - No, please!
...balance. Huh?
- So long. - No...
No, please, no, don't go.
Don't leave him like that. Please, no!
Louis, Louis, Louis...
No!
No! No!
No! No! No!
Please, no!
No! No!
Please, help!
This cannot be right.
What are you doing 50 degrees off course?
Coming back from 90 degrees. - What?
What? What can I do about it, you Wiener schnitzel.
This is supposed to be Filip's job.
Your little shepherd's nap just cost us eight hours.
What are you up to?
Checking the shafts. They need some oiling.
Whoa, whoa, Stan. No, go easy, stop.
Calm down, let go.
Open tube five!
Ah, a Chinese volunteer for the torpedo test?
Just help me.
Sorry, I only listen to my captain.
So help me, then!
You've made your point, now let me live my own life.
He should keep his paws off your body.
It's my body and it's my business.
You're still much too young for all that.
How old do I have to be before Mr Almighty
gives his permission? Forty?
When you're married then you can do what you want.
For now, you must do what I say!
Hm. OK, I agree.
Well, a captain can marry people.
Come.
Captain?
We're having a wedding.
Come on, guys.
Come on gentlemen, the bride is waiting.
No Bible, so this will have to do.
I don't think this is a good idea.
Put your hands on the "Bible".
Nadine
do you want take this man, Filip
as your lawfully wedded husband? - I do.
And Filip, do you want to take this woman, Nadine
as your lawfully wedded wife?
I...
Jaeger!
No! Ignore him!
Damn it.
Let's get in. Now. Move, move, move, move, move.
Move. Hurry up!
They might have an U-boat escort.
Come on, move!
- Hey. - Go away.
You know, we can hardly hold a wedding party
with an enemy ship in the area.
You could've said "I do" ten times before Stan spotted it.
But he was breathing down our necks.
So what?
Isn't it much better to wait until we're in America?
I love you, you know that.
But Stan...
it's just not easy for him. - He's just a bastard.
Mama would react completely differently.
You have no idea how much I am looking forward
to the day that I will see her again.
The day I can introduce you to her as...
as my husband.
She'll be so proud.
Hey, what's the matter?
Hey.
Your mother, she...
What?
Hey...
She's dead, Nadine.
Your mama's dead, I saw her.
Louis too.
But what are you saying, they're still in France.
No.
What?
Stan has...
Well, he's tried to tell you a hundred different times
the truth but...
How do you, as father, tell your daughter
that her mother's dead and her brother's dead, too?
He couldn't bear to see you
falling to pieces in front of him.
I'm sorry.
Torpedo!
Alarm, goddamn it.
Torpedo, Course 2-2-3, 500 metres.
To your stations. Fifteen down bubble. Move.
Come on-- - Now!
Go, go, go, go, go! - Shit.
Go, go! - Dive, dive, dive!
Prepare for impact.
Two hundred metres.
Fifty metres. - Brace for impact.
They missed. Hey, they missed!
Be quiet. Silence.
Both engines to full stop.
Silent mode. I repeat, silent mode.
Absolute silence.
Adjust 20 starboard.
Psst! Well?
Nothing just yet.
Can't find him.
He's somewhere behind us.
Come with me.
Klisse.
Do you have the manual with the technical plans
of the torpedoes?
Yes, it's in the...
Good, good. Go get it: Addendum C.
Go to the aft torpedo room
cut the wires four and five of the aft torpedo.
Quick. - OK.
But be careful.
Only the wires four and five. Don't touch the others.
What is that?
Shut the damn thing off.
Start the engines!
How is it coming with the torpedo?
We're working on it!
He's behind us.
Load aft torpedo. - Come on, guys.
Yeah!
Hurry!
Distance? - Four hundred metres.
Bearing?
1-8-0, right behind us.
It's now or never.
Is the aft torpedo loaded?
Done.
Wait, wait, wait. It's jammed.
What's going on? Shit.
Help me move it! Jenga!
Come on, come on.
Help me get him out!
I need that damn torpedo, right now!
Tube five ready. - Shoot those Krauts.
What are you waiting for?
Shoot it.
Brace for impact.
Torpedo!
One hundred metres. Speed, 40 knots.
Left rudder. Come on. - Too late for that.
Fifty metres.
And now? - Pray.
Ten metres.
What happened?
We were too close.
They did not cut the minimum safety distance mechanism.
We did.
Damage report.
The propulsion is broken.
The rudder won't move. - Can we surface?
Surface.
Hey guys...
Van Praag...
Van Praag's not looking good.
Alright. Have a drink, buddy.
Come on.
Drink up, mate.
There's no other option.
Yeah, I know.
What?
Are you crazy? Don't ask me.
You're the only one of us with any experience.
Yeah, with cows... - Shh.
...and with pigs.
Fons...
If you don't do it, he's going to die, Fons.
You can't ask me to do that, I won't do that.
Give me any Kraut you want and I'll saw off his leg
or and arm or any other part you want.
But not Van Praag, not that guy.
I could never look him in the eye again.
I could never do that to him.
Sorry, guys. - Come on, Fons.
I just can't do it.
No.
Right.
Tamme, out of the way.
Stop it, Klisse, I'm going to puke.
No, man, come on, drink some more.
Drink. - You need to drink
for your own good.
What do you mean? What are you going to do?
No. Just hold him down. Keep him still.
Stop!
Can you just tie off his leg... - Yeah.
...above the knee? - Yeah.
The rest, hold him down.
Then start sawing at his knee.
Like this? Here?
Yep, come on.
We need to fix this boat.
Jenga, Tamme.
Alright, fine. Go on.
Hold him, for me. - Yeah, OK.
Go, guys.
Is everyone ready? - Come on, guys.
Let's do it.
Come on, come on.
Just so you can work better on the engines.
I understand.
It had to be done.
You saved his life.
He'll never play football again.
Another talent wasted.
All the big clubs were after him.
He could have picked any team.
Yes.
You play football?
No.
Always been a soldier as long as I can remember.
And a soldier doesn't pick his own team.
Oh, shit!
Werner, the radio.
German destroyer. - Can we get away?
Not fast enough. We've only got one engine.
What do we do?
If we move now just half a metre without identifying ourselves
they open fire with the deck gun.
Stan.
Stan?
Come.
This is Captain Max Schultz. Identify yourselves. Over.
Go on.
This is Captain Franz Jaeger, U-235, 8th fleet.
What's up? Over.
Eighth fleet?
You're miles out of your zone. Over.
We had a little rendezvous with a mine
and want to repair the damage. Over.
A mine?
We'll send you some mechanics, perhaps they can help you. Over.
Thank you, but that won't be necessary.
We've got everything here well under control. Over.
It's no trouble.
We'd be glad to help you.
We're waiting for orders anyway. Over.
OK, come over. We've got some whiskey for you. Out.
What do you think you're doing? You bastard.
They are suspicious if we don't let them on board.
And if they are suspicious they open fire.
You have to surrender.
We can't surrender.
You guys. Goddammit, they've lowered a boat.
OK, you take your mate with you.
Nadine, off to the toilet.
Fons, go back there.
You do the talking.
Well, comrades.
You chose some real shit weather for your little visit
don't you think?
You can say that again.
Comrades.
So, you had a collision with a mine?
Yeah, we have some damage
but you know how it is.
It's an U-boat, there's always something to repair.
But that can wait.
Not the whiskey. This way.
That's a good idea.
Apparently there's a rogue U-boat in the area.
On the way to the States with a cargo of uranium.
We have to keep our eyes open.
Uranium, you say?
Yeah.
I don't even know what it is. - Yeah.
It seems to be something very important.
Very important?
Whatever the case
that is something that's way above our paygrade, right?
Come on, the whiskey's waiting.
Lead the way.
Oh, Fons.
Shh!
Are we there yet?
Shh, there are some Germans on board.
I've got an itch.
I've got to scratch my right foot, it itches like hell.
Scratch it for me.
It's like it's crawling with ants.
Like that?
Ah. That's nice.
- Prost! - Cheers.
Some damn good whiskey, Jaeger.
Well, I told you so.
How long have you been here?
For quite some time now. We're just waiting for new orders.
That's... that's alright. This is Gerhardt.
He's, he's just coming around.
Quiet!
For God's sake, shut up!
He had an accident. We had to operate.
I can take a look, I guess.
Don't worry about it, he's in excellent hands.
Mayer was a medic, perhaps he can help.
Go take a look.
How about another round, huh?
Be quiet. Come on.
You had to amputate both legs?
Ja, ja.
How and when did it happen?
Um... ja.
Ja, ja.
The only thing I can do is...
give him some morphine. - Ja.
I'll go and get it and come back.
I want my legs back!
Where did my legs go?
Alarm, alarm. These men aren't Germans!
They aren't Germans!
No!
I've...
witnessed a scientific experiment once on a Jew.
The man was strapped in a tub of ice water.
Zero degrees.
When he was about to die after...
five hours of horrendous agony
they reheated his body
by irrigating boiling water into his stomach
his intestines...
...and his bladder.
Your cargo...
uranium...
I've heard rumours about it.
In the rumours it was referred to
as a weapon of mass destruction.
I've seen what they can do
with an ordinary tub of cold water.
Imagine what they can do with a weapon of mass destruction.
I've closed my eyes once
but I won't make this mistake a second time.
God help us if Hitler is the first to make this weapon.
So...
let's get this boat out of here.
Shit, they're getting impatient.
They're demanding their crew to return immediately. Hurry up.
Their deck gun is aiming straight at us.
Hurry.
Are you sure?
It's an impossible shot.
You can do it.
Now. Dive, dive, dive, dive. Open valves.
Go, go, go, go, go, go!
Everybody, come on.
It's only a fuse, give me ten seconds.
It's only a fuse, only a fuse.
Here we go.
Alright, let's go.
Shh, listen! What is that?
What is that?
Grab hold of something!
Close the hatch.
Nadine!
We need to close the hatch or we're all gonna die.
Come, come, come, come.
Klisse!
Klisse. - We need to close it now.
I'm stuck.
Come on, Klisse, come on.
Klisse, the hatch must be closed.
Klisse!
To the back. Come, come, come. Right now! Let's go.
- What are you waiting for. - Come on, man!
Come on!
Klisse.
Klisse, come on.
Come on, this way.
Nadine, Nadine, damn it. No, no, no, no!
Open the door! - Help!
Help!
It's your liver. It's gone right through.
Take this. - Thanks.
Come on, you can do it!
There must be something we can do.
Nadine is locked in.
Just don't panic.
You hear that? That's him.
This is impossible. He will kill himself.
What did it say? - Your father is coming.
Don't do it, it's suicide.
I'm not going to let another child drown, Fons.
OK.
Ready!
Alright!
Stay calm.
I do.
Nadine!
No pulse.
Come on!
Come on, baby.
Come on!
Come on, do your best.
Come on. That's it. Come on.
Come on, honey. Come on!
Fight for it, come on!
For Christ's sake, come back!
For once in your life, listen to me.
Fight!
Wake up!
Stan, stop.
Stan...
let her go.
No!
Nadine, you're back with us.
My perfect child.
He's, uh...
She's...
They're in the back...
Oh, bloody hell, they did it! She's still alive.
We're almost in America, comrades.
There is no other way.
You know this is a one-way ticket, right?
I presumed it the very first moment I set foot on this boat.
Wait, wait.
Here...
Sorry. We, um...
Thank you.
Don't let her wait so long the next time...
for an answer.
I promise.
OK.
Bloody hell, he did it.
Mama and Louis...
Shh, Papa...
If you couldn't save them, nobody could.
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♪ Never seen the sky so blue ♪
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♪ It's just a sunny day ♪
You have him. - Damn, you're right.
Check mate.
Bloody hell.
Come off it.
Hey!
Hi there, sweetie.
Let's go swimming.
We interrupt this programme
for a special statement by President Truman.
A short time ago, an American airplane
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and destroyed its usefulness to the enemy.
That bomb has more power than 20,000 tons of TNT.
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