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Hello, filter room. I have a new track here, | 0:02:18 | 0:02:20 | |
range of four-five miles, | 0:02:20 | 0:02:22 | |
bearing one-two-zero. | 0:02:22 | 0:02:25 | |
No height. | 0:02:25 | 0:02:27 | |
Here's another track. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:28 | |
Hostile two-four. | 0:02:28 | 0:02:29 | |
Sugar one-five-two-five. | 0:02:29 | 0:02:32 | |
12-plus aircraft. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:34 | |
12-plus. | 0:02:34 | 0:02:35 | |
Hostile two-four. Sugar... | 0:02:35 | 0:02:38 | |
12-plus. | 0:02:43 | 0:02:45 | |
Hostile two-four. Sugar one-five-two-five. | 0:02:45 | 0:02:47 | |
12-plus aircraft. | 0:02:47 | 0:02:49 | |
Fighter seven-eight, 12 at 16, | 0:02:49 | 0:02:52 | |
"Q" Queenie seven-seven-seven-three south. | 0:02:52 | 0:02:55 | |
Hostile seven-five. | 0:02:55 | 0:02:56 | |
100 at 16. | 0:02:56 | 0:02:58 | |
"S" sugar, three-five, eight-five, east. | 0:02:58 | 0:03:02 | |
Hello, Neethley. Group controller here. Your controller, please. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:08 | |
Is that you, Moon? | 0:03:08 | 0:03:10 | |
Have a look at Raid 24. | 0:03:10 | 0:03:12 | |
12 aircraft leaving Boulogne. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:14 | |
Looks as if they're after Tango Convoy passing Dover. | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
What's the form? | 0:03:17 | 0:03:18 | |
Ah, Red Section of 2270 Squadron are patrolling over Tango, sir. | 0:03:18 | 0:03:22 | |
Ah, no. They're about due for recall. | 0:03:22 | 0:03:24 | |
They won't have enough petrol left if they have to mix it. | 0:03:24 | 0:03:26 | |
White section are on their way to relieve them. | 0:03:26 | 0:03:28 | |
Five-two-one-four... | 0:03:28 | 0:03:29 | |
I quite agree, sir. I'll get 1320 Squadron off right away. | 0:03:29 | 0:03:33 | |
Uh, get Pimpernel Red and Yellow Sections in the air, Bonzo. | 0:03:33 | 0:03:35 | |
Dover 15,000 feet. | 0:03:35 | 0:03:37 | |
Angels 15, OK. | 0:03:37 | 0:03:39 | |
MUSIC PLAYS; PHONE RINGS | 0:03:39 | 0:03:41 | |
Turn that ruddy thing off! | 0:03:41 | 0:03:42 | |
Scramble Red and Yellow sections, Dover, Angels one-five. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:46 | |
Scramble, chaps. Red and Yellow, Dover Angels one-five. | 0:03:46 | 0:03:48 | |
Red and Yellow, Dover. 15,000 feet. | 0:03:51 | 0:03:53 | |
Come on, Batchy. Customers waiting. I'm coming with you. | 0:03:56 | 0:03:58 | |
Nice work, skipper! | 0:03:58 | 0:04:00 | |
Identity card and password, please, sir. | 0:04:45 | 0:04:47 | |
-You know who I am. -Yes, sir. | 0:04:47 | 0:04:49 | |
Then you don't need to see my identity card. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:51 | |
I'm sorry, sir. Sergeant gave me orders to let no-one in | 0:04:51 | 0:04:53 | |
without examining his identity card and obtaining the password. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:56 | |
-I give the orders on this station. -I know that, sir. | 0:04:56 | 0:04:59 | |
Very well. | 0:04:59 | 0:05:00 | |
But I happen to have left my identity card in my office. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
I'm sorry, sir. I can't let you pass. | 0:05:03 | 0:05:05 | |
Oh, so you're more scared of your sergeant than you are of me, huh? | 0:05:05 | 0:05:08 | |
It's not that, sir. | 0:05:08 | 0:05:08 | |
I happen to know you well, sir. | 0:05:08 | 0:05:10 | |
But there might be a new man on this job. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:13 | |
Quite right. | 0:05:13 | 0:05:15 | |
Well done, Thompson. | 0:05:15 | 0:05:16 | |
I'm glad to see you're not shaken. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:18 | |
I'm sorry I bullied you. | 0:05:18 | 0:05:19 | |
That's all right, sir. | 0:05:19 | 0:05:20 | |
Thank you, sir. | 0:05:20 | 0:05:21 | |
Well, what is it now? | 0:05:23 | 0:05:24 | |
You haven't given me the password, sir. | 0:05:24 | 0:05:26 | |
Good man. You've got your wits about you. | 0:05:26 | 0:05:28 | |
-The word is "crocus." -Thank you, sir. | 0:05:28 | 0:05:31 | |
Think I'd fall for that one? | 0:05:35 | 0:05:37 | |
Group Captain Tiger Ruddy Small. | 0:05:37 | 0:05:39 | |
-The Tiger. -'Hello, Sapper, Sapper, | 0:05:40 | 0:05:42 | |
'Beeswax White One calling, in position. Hello.' | 0:05:42 | 0:05:46 | |
Hello, White One, | 0:05:46 | 0:05:47 | |
Sapper answering. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:48 | |
OK. OK. Out. | 0:05:48 | 0:05:51 | |
Hello, Beeswax, Red One. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:52 | |
Red One. You may pancake, | 0:05:52 | 0:05:55 | |
Vector two-eight-five. Over. | 0:05:55 | 0:05:57 | |
Hello, Sapper, Sapper. | 0:06:00 | 0:06:02 | |
Beeswax Red One answering. | 0:06:02 | 0:06:04 | |
Thank you, Sapper. Out. | 0:06:04 | 0:06:05 | |
Put Hostile two-four on the screen, please. | 0:06:05 | 0:06:07 | |
-Afternoon, Peter. -Afternoon, sir. | 0:06:07 | 0:06:09 | |
What's going on? | 0:06:09 | 0:06:10 | |
Usual stuff. They're after a convoy. | 0:06:10 | 0:06:12 | |
So I see. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:13 | |
Serial five-six. | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
Red and Yellow Section, 1320 Squadron. | 0:06:15 | 0:06:19 | |
Intercept Raid 24. | 0:06:19 | 0:06:22 | |
If only they'd stick to convoys. | 0:06:22 | 0:06:25 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader, Pimpernel Leader, Sapper calling. | 0:06:26 | 0:06:30 | |
What are your Angels now? Over. | 0:06:30 | 0:06:33 | |
You got any special information, sir? | 0:06:35 | 0:06:37 | |
No. But it can't be paying them much of a dividend, can it? | 0:06:37 | 0:06:40 | |
'Hello, Sapper. Leader answering. | 0:06:40 | 0:06:42 | |
'Angels one-five. Out.' | 0:06:42 | 0:06:45 | |
It's not likely to as long as we have a few Hurricanes airborne. | 0:06:45 | 0:06:47 | |
'Hello, Sapper. Pimpernel Leader calling. | 0:06:47 | 0:06:50 | |
'I'm in position. Out.' | 0:06:50 | 0:06:52 | |
The same idea must be dawning in the mind | 0:06:52 | 0:06:54 | |
of Reichsmarshal Goering. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:56 | |
Meaning? | 0:06:56 | 0:06:57 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader. Sapper calling. | 0:06:57 | 0:07:00 | |
Vector one-three-five, bandits ahead of you... | 0:07:00 | 0:07:04 | |
Ahead of you, Angels one-five. Over. | 0:07:04 | 0:07:07 | |
Well, obviously, sooner or later - sooner is my guess - | 0:07:07 | 0:07:10 | |
he'll employ some of the 3,000 aircraft he has at his disposal | 0:07:10 | 0:07:13 | |
to prevent our Hurries being airborne. | 0:07:13 | 0:07:15 | |
It's up to 3,000, is it, now? | 0:07:15 | 0:07:17 | |
Yes, he's got something like that between Brest and Amsterdam. | 0:07:17 | 0:07:21 | |
I reckon that makes the odds about five to one. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:24 | |
Well, more than that if you discount our squadrons tied down in the north. | 0:07:24 | 0:07:27 | |
Well, call it six to one, sir. We can cope with that. | 0:07:27 | 0:07:30 | |
'Hello, Sapper, Sapper. Pimpernel Leader calling. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:34 | |
'Tally ho, tally ho!' | 0:07:34 | 0:07:35 | |
Nice work, Peter. | 0:07:42 | 0:07:44 | |
Thank you, sir. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:47 | |
Sometimes I think Bill Ponsford could find a Jerry in a fog without my assistance. | 0:07:47 | 0:07:51 | |
Been getting any flying lately? | 0:07:54 | 0:07:57 | |
A few circuits and bumps in the station Maggie | 0:07:57 | 0:08:00 | |
just to remind myself what it feels like to be airborne. | 0:08:00 | 0:08:03 | |
As air attache in Turkey, I didn't get much chance | 0:08:03 | 0:08:05 | |
to fly modern type fighters. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:06 | |
I realise that. | 0:08:06 | 0:08:08 | |
You must get yourself up in a Hurricane, Peter. | 0:08:08 | 0:08:10 | |
It's time you caught up with the rest of us. | 0:08:10 | 0:08:12 | |
There's nothing I should like better. | 0:08:12 | 0:08:14 | |
But I don't want to use the hours when we're so short of aircraft. | 0:08:14 | 0:08:16 | |
Oh, never mind about that. | 0:08:16 | 0:08:17 | |
Oh, by the way, there are three replacement aircraft due in this afternoon. | 0:08:17 | 0:08:20 | |
One of the pilots is joining us, a chap named Baird. | 0:08:20 | 0:08:23 | |
A volunteer reservist, I believe. | 0:08:23 | 0:08:25 | |
Very good, sir. | 0:08:25 | 0:08:26 | |
And don't forget, Peter, | 0:08:26 | 0:08:28 | |
get yourself up in a Hurricane. | 0:08:28 | 0:08:30 | |
Don't worry, I will, when I can find the time. | 0:08:30 | 0:08:33 | |
You must make the time, Peter. | 0:08:33 | 0:08:35 | |
Get Clinton to take on more of your work. | 0:08:35 | 0:08:37 | |
He should be capable by now. | 0:08:37 | 0:08:38 | |
Oh, Barry Clinton's all right, sir. | 0:08:38 | 0:08:40 | |
All he wants is a little more experience to gain confidence, that's all. | 0:08:40 | 0:08:43 | |
Tell Squadron Leader Clinton for me | 0:08:43 | 0:08:45 | |
that he won't gain experience by digging in his garden. | 0:08:45 | 0:08:48 | |
Barry? Oh, Barry, darling. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:55 | |
-Hello? -Please come in. | 0:08:55 | 0:08:56 | |
-What's the matter, dear? -Come here. | 0:08:56 | 0:08:58 | |
It's that flaming policeman, darling. | 0:09:01 | 0:09:03 | |
He won't stop bullying me | 0:09:03 | 0:09:04 | |
about the blackout in the top landing window. | 0:09:04 | 0:09:06 | |
But didn't you tell him why we keep the curtains open? | 0:09:06 | 0:09:08 | |
Of course I did. But he won't take it from me. | 0:09:08 | 0:09:11 | |
Come on. | 0:09:11 | 0:09:13 | |
Ah, good afternoon, Constable. | 0:09:13 | 0:09:15 | |
Well, what seems to be the trouble? | 0:09:15 | 0:09:17 | |
Trouble, sir? | 0:09:17 | 0:09:19 | |
It's a matter of your blackout. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:21 | |
Front window blazing at night. | 0:09:21 | 0:09:23 | |
Hardly blazing, old man. It's only a 40-watt bulb. | 0:09:23 | 0:09:25 | |
Well, I understand it's possible to see a naked light. | 0:09:25 | 0:09:28 | |
You manage to make it sound quite indecent. | 0:09:28 | 0:09:30 | |
Didn't my wife explain that our house faces the end of the runway | 0:09:30 | 0:09:33 | |
and we keep the light on to help the pilots landing after dark? | 0:09:33 | 0:09:35 | |
Well, she has, sir, but that's as may be. | 0:09:35 | 0:09:38 | |
It's still contrary to the regulations. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:40 | |
But, my dear chap, it's done at the express request | 0:09:40 | 0:09:42 | |
of Group Captain Small, the station commander. | 0:09:42 | 0:09:45 | |
You're not trying to incite me to disobey my superior officer, are you? | 0:09:45 | 0:09:48 | |
No, sir. I wouldn't want to do that. | 0:09:48 | 0:09:50 | |
But you see how it is, sir. | 0:09:50 | 0:09:52 | |
Isn't there something else you could do? | 0:09:52 | 0:09:55 | |
Hang out a red light, for instance. | 0:09:55 | 0:09:57 | |
Well, it's an interesting idea. | 0:09:57 | 0:10:00 | |
Fighter one-two "R" Robert zero-five-niner-one, west. | 0:10:12 | 0:10:16 | |
Who might that be, do you suppose? | 0:10:16 | 0:10:18 | |
Some senior officer stooging around, I expect. | 0:10:18 | 0:10:21 | |
Thank you, sir. | 0:10:27 | 0:10:29 | |
Group say it's the first of our replacement aircraft, call sign Elfin One. | 0:10:29 | 0:10:32 | |
A ruddy fine time to arrive with Pimpernel due back any minute. | 0:10:32 | 0:10:36 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader. Pimpernel Leader. | 0:10:36 | 0:10:38 | |
How are you getting on? Over. | 0:10:38 | 0:10:40 | |
'Hello, Sapper, Sapper, Pimpernel Leader answering. | 0:10:40 | 0:10:43 | |
'Bandits have turned away. | 0:10:43 | 0:10:44 | |
'We are returning to base. Over.' | 0:10:44 | 0:10:48 | |
'Hello, Sapper. Hello, Sapper. | 0:10:48 | 0:10:50 | |
'Elfin One calling. | 0:10:50 | 0:10:51 | |
'Are you receiving me? Over to Sapper. Over.' | 0:10:51 | 0:10:55 | |
Hello, Elfin One. Sapper answering. | 0:10:55 | 0:10:57 | |
Yes, I am receiving you. | 0:10:57 | 0:10:58 | |
Steer two-four-zero. Over. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:01 | |
'Hello, Sapper. Hello, Sapper.' | 0:11:01 | 0:11:04 | |
Elfin One calling. Elfin One calling. | 0:11:04 | 0:11:06 | |
I can see base. I can see base. | 0:11:06 | 0:11:09 | |
'Have I permission to land? | 0:11:09 | 0:11:11 | |
'Is this understood? Over.' | 0:11:11 | 0:11:14 | |
Hello, Elfin One. Sapper answering. | 0:11:14 | 0:11:15 | |
Get down as quick as you can. Over. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:18 | |
'Hello, Sapper. Hello, Sapper. | 0:11:18 | 0:11:20 | |
'Elfin One answering. Elfin One answering. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:24 | |
'Your message received and understood. | 0:11:24 | 0:11:27 | |
'Listening out. Listening out. Out.' | 0:11:27 | 0:11:32 | |
That's what I call a really conscientious type. | 0:11:32 | 0:11:34 | |
Warn the practice flight, Bonzo. | 0:11:34 | 0:11:37 | |
Look out! | 0:12:20 | 0:12:22 | |
Hello, old man. Dropped in for tea? | 0:12:44 | 0:12:47 | |
Thought there'd be more room at the end of the runway. | 0:12:47 | 0:12:49 | |
Well, our guests do usually park their aircraft up there, I'll admit. | 0:12:49 | 0:12:53 | |
-Hurt your neck? -It's nothing much. | 0:12:53 | 0:12:55 | |
I think I must have strained my ligamentum nuchae. | 0:12:55 | 0:12:59 | |
Your what? | 0:12:59 | 0:13:00 | |
It's the big tendon at the back of your neck which keeps your head up. | 0:13:00 | 0:13:03 | |
You must have noticed it in cows. | 0:13:03 | 0:13:04 | |
I'm afraid I haven't. Should I have done? | 0:13:04 | 0:13:07 | |
We haven't introduced ourselves. I'm Barry Clinton, sector controller, | 0:13:07 | 0:13:10 | |
lowest form of life. This is my wife Nadine. | 0:13:10 | 0:13:12 | |
How do you do, ma'am? My name is Baird. | 0:13:12 | 0:13:14 | |
I've been posted to this station. | 0:13:14 | 0:13:16 | |
I was bringing in a replacement aircraft. | 0:13:16 | 0:13:18 | |
A replacement? | 0:13:18 | 0:13:20 | |
Something tells me you're not going to be very popular. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:22 | |
It wasn't my fault, sir. | 0:13:22 | 0:13:23 | |
Another aircraft cut right across in front of me. | 0:13:23 | 0:13:25 | |
It was a mercy we didn't collide. | 0:13:25 | 0:13:26 | |
It certainly was. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:28 | |
-Hello, men. -Hello, Barry. | 0:13:28 | 0:13:29 | |
What have we here? | 0:13:29 | 0:13:30 | |
-One pilot, one Hurricane, both slightly bent. -Hm. | 0:13:30 | 0:13:34 | |
Hi, Doc. | 0:13:34 | 0:13:35 | |
Let me introduce you. Pilot officer Baird. | 0:13:35 | 0:13:37 | |
Hate to disappoint you, | 0:13:37 | 0:13:38 | |
but I don't think you'll need your blood wagon. | 0:13:38 | 0:13:41 | |
All right, Casey, I shan't be needing you. | 0:13:41 | 0:13:43 | |
-No bones broken? -No, sir. | 0:13:44 | 0:13:46 | |
You're a lucky chap. No strains, sprains, pains, or blains? | 0:13:46 | 0:13:50 | |
He's got a ligamentum whatsit. | 0:13:50 | 0:13:51 | |
She means ligamentum nuchae, sir. I think I've strained it. | 0:13:51 | 0:13:54 | |
Hm. What makes you think that? | 0:13:54 | 0:13:56 | |
I'm a medical student, sir. Or at least I was till the war started. | 0:13:56 | 0:13:59 | |
It's nothing much. | 0:13:59 | 0:14:00 | |
All the same, I think we'd better have a second opinion, don't you? | 0:14:00 | 0:14:03 | |
Let's have a look at it. | 0:14:03 | 0:14:05 | |
Hm. I'll give you a lift back to sick quarters in the ambulance. | 0:14:06 | 0:14:10 | |
I'm sorry to have caused you all this trouble, sir. | 0:14:13 | 0:14:16 | |
That's all right, old man. See you in the mess, I hope. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:18 | |
Goodbye, Mrs Clinton. | 0:14:18 | 0:14:19 | |
Batchy! You old pirate! | 0:14:45 | 0:14:48 | |
-Batchy! -Where have you been? | 0:14:48 | 0:14:49 | |
I thought you'd bought it. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:50 | |
So did I, Skipper. So did I. | 0:14:50 | 0:14:52 | |
I saw you go down after that one-one-oh, but I was too busy myself to see what happened. | 0:14:52 | 0:14:56 | |
Oh, that one. | 0:14:56 | 0:14:57 | |
Another Jerry crew will be swimming back to base this evening. | 0:14:57 | 0:15:00 | |
-Good show. -Whizzo, Batchy! | 0:15:00 | 0:15:01 | |
Did you get shot up? | 0:15:01 | 0:15:02 | |
Only a teeny-weenie one in me glycol tank. | 0:15:02 | 0:15:04 | |
And another in my radio. | 0:15:04 | 0:15:06 | |
So I decided to fizz back to base while I still had some height. | 0:15:06 | 0:15:09 | |
Glad you made it. | 0:15:11 | 0:15:12 | |
And that ends our bedtime story for tonight, kiddies. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:15 | |
Hold it, chaps! | 0:15:15 | 0:15:17 | |
You haven't heard the half of it. | 0:15:17 | 0:15:18 | |
I'm putting meself down nice and comfortable on dear old Neethley | 0:15:18 | 0:15:22 | |
when an angry great Hurricane comes roaring at me down the runway. | 0:15:22 | 0:15:26 | |
"This is it," I said to meself. | 0:15:26 | 0:15:27 | |
-Silver handles and hello, Saint Peter. -What did you do? | 0:15:27 | 0:15:30 | |
What could I do, you twerp? | 0:15:30 | 0:15:31 | |
I just shut my eyes and the whole of my past life loomed up before me. | 0:15:31 | 0:15:35 | |
What a shocking experience. | 0:15:35 | 0:15:37 | |
And when I opened them again, | 0:15:37 | 0:15:38 | |
this other chap had hopped over me back like a flea on a dog's tail. | 0:15:38 | 0:15:41 | |
# They were only playing leap frog | 0:15:41 | 0:15:44 | |
# They were only playing leap frog... # | 0:15:44 | 0:15:45 | |
Shut up! | 0:15:45 | 0:15:47 | |
What a copper-bottomed ape. | 0:15:47 | 0:15:49 | |
-Who was it? -Oh, some ferry type with a replacement Hurrie, so they tell me. | 0:15:49 | 0:15:52 | |
A replacement? Where is it now? | 0:15:52 | 0:15:54 | |
Standing on its prop in Barry Clinton's garden, I believe. | 0:15:54 | 0:15:57 | |
By heaven, if he's written it off, I'll tear him apart. | 0:15:57 | 0:15:59 | |
-Where is he? -Doc took him down to station sick quarters. | 0:15:59 | 0:16:01 | |
-He'll be sorry he didn't write himself off when I'm through with him. -Oh, now, wait a minute. | 0:16:01 | 0:16:05 | |
He didn't prang me and I was landing cross wind. | 0:16:05 | 0:16:07 | |
What the hell has that got to do with it? | 0:16:07 | 0:16:09 | |
This is an operational station. | 0:16:09 | 0:16:10 | |
Pie-eyed ferry types should know darn well they've got to keep out of the way. | 0:16:10 | 0:16:14 | |
Might have slaughtered an experienced pilot. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
As it is he's written off an invaluable aircraft. | 0:16:16 | 0:16:18 | |
God, how we need them. | 0:16:18 | 0:16:20 | |
Hello, Bonzo? This is Bill Ponsford. | 0:16:20 | 0:16:22 | |
I want to speak to Peter Moon. | 0:16:22 | 0:16:23 | |
Oh, hang it all, Skipper. He put up a pretty good show, really. | 0:16:23 | 0:16:26 | |
-I mean, he must have had his finger out to hop over me like that. -Shut up, Batchy! I mean that. | 0:16:26 | 0:16:30 | |
Hello, Peter. | 0:16:30 | 0:16:31 | |
Hello, Bill. What's eating you? | 0:16:31 | 0:16:34 | |
MUFFLED SHOUTING | 0:16:34 | 0:16:35 | |
Steady, old man. I know how you feel. | 0:16:36 | 0:16:39 | |
Yes, yes, I grant you, Batchy is more valuable than a thousand non-operational types, but... | 0:16:41 | 0:16:47 | |
Look, let me speak, will you? | 0:16:47 | 0:16:48 | |
"A" and one, Batchy came in at naught feet and we got no warning. | 0:16:48 | 0:16:52 | |
"B" and two, this sap is not a ferry pilot - | 0:16:52 | 0:16:54 | |
he's an operational type, or soon will be. | 0:16:54 | 0:16:58 | |
He's posted to your squadron. | 0:16:58 | 0:16:59 | |
What? I won't have the damn fellow near my outfit. | 0:16:59 | 0:17:02 | |
And you can tell that to the Tiger. | 0:17:02 | 0:17:04 | |
I sympathise, old man, | 0:17:04 | 0:17:06 | |
but you can tell the Tiger yourself. | 0:17:06 | 0:17:08 | |
-Bring me a pint, will you, Price? -Very good, sir. | 0:17:21 | 0:17:24 | |
-Hello, Baird. Settling in all right? -Yes, thank you, sir. | 0:17:34 | 0:17:38 | |
Good. Made your number with the old man yet? | 0:17:38 | 0:17:40 | |
He wasn't there when I reported to the adjutant. | 0:17:40 | 0:17:42 | |
Oh, he's in the anteroom now. | 0:17:42 | 0:17:43 | |
-Have a drink. -Not just now, thank you, sir. | 0:17:43 | 0:17:46 | |
Oh, well, if you're not drinking, I'll toddle off home. | 0:17:46 | 0:17:48 | |
You see, I have a lonely wife that needs comforting. | 0:17:48 | 0:17:51 | |
You'll find Squadron Leader Ponsford in there. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:54 | |
He's the squadron CO. | 0:17:54 | 0:17:55 | |
-I should make myself known to him. -Oh, thanks, sir, I will. | 0:17:55 | 0:17:57 | |
-Good. Cheerio. -Good night, sir. Cheerio. | 0:17:57 | 0:18:01 | |
LAUGHTER AND SHOUTING | 0:18:08 | 0:18:11 | |
Oh. I spy strangers. | 0:18:29 | 0:18:31 | |
Are you looking for someone, old chap? | 0:18:31 | 0:18:33 | |
I'm...I'm looking for the CO of 1320 Squadron. | 0:18:33 | 0:18:36 | |
Ah. Well hold on a minute. | 0:18:36 | 0:18:37 | |
Are you down there, Bill? | 0:18:37 | 0:18:39 | |
-Yes, I'm down here. -Oh. | 0:18:39 | 0:18:41 | |
What is it, Batchy? | 0:18:43 | 0:18:44 | |
An air force officer wishes to hold converse with you. | 0:18:44 | 0:18:48 | |
Well, I'm Ponsford. You want me? | 0:18:48 | 0:18:51 | |
I've been posted to your squadron. | 0:18:51 | 0:18:52 | |
I'm Pilot Officer Baird, sir. TB Baird. | 0:18:52 | 0:18:55 | |
TB? | 0:18:55 | 0:18:56 | |
Sounds a bit septic to me. | 0:18:56 | 0:18:59 | |
So you're the type who nearly wrote off my best flight commander | 0:18:59 | 0:19:03 | |
and pranged a replacement aircraft. | 0:19:03 | 0:19:05 | |
I'm sorry about that, sir. It wasn't really my fault. | 0:19:05 | 0:19:09 | |
What do you mean, it wasn't your fault? | 0:19:09 | 0:19:11 | |
The other chap came in bang across wind without making a circuit. | 0:19:11 | 0:19:13 | |
The other chap was a squadron aircraft returning from operations. | 0:19:13 | 0:19:17 | |
-Well, that may be, sir, but I had permission to land. -Permission? | 0:19:17 | 0:19:20 | |
What permission? There's no such thing. | 0:19:20 | 0:19:23 | |
Operations told me to get down at once. | 0:19:23 | 0:19:24 | |
Well, what if they did? | 0:19:24 | 0:19:26 | |
That doesn't give you the right to go barging around like a blind bull in a china shop. | 0:19:26 | 0:19:30 | |
My name is Small. I'm the station commander. | 0:19:30 | 0:19:33 | |
Oh, that's all right. There's no need to stand on ceremony. | 0:19:33 | 0:19:35 | |
This is where we relax, as you may have noticed. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:38 | |
Thank you, sir. | 0:19:38 | 0:19:40 | |
You look as though you could do with a drink. Come along. I'll get you one. | 0:19:40 | 0:19:43 | |
You're a volunteer reserve, I see. | 0:19:43 | 0:19:45 | |
Something of a novelty in these parts. | 0:19:45 | 0:19:46 | |
Yes, sir. I joined my university squadron at the time of Munich. | 0:19:46 | 0:19:50 | |
-What were you reading? -Medicine, sir. | 0:19:50 | 0:19:52 | |
And you chucked up that to join the air force? | 0:19:52 | 0:19:54 | |
-Naturally, sir. -Why naturally? | 0:19:54 | 0:19:57 | |
I'd learned to fly. | 0:19:57 | 0:19:58 | |
The war's won by pilots, not by doctors. | 0:19:58 | 0:20:00 | |
-You think so? -Don't you, sir? | 0:20:00 | 0:20:03 | |
Oh, I suppose I should. I'm a professional fighter. Perhaps my views are a bit narrow. | 0:20:03 | 0:20:07 | |
Oh, what will you have to drink? I think there are a few Scotch ales left. | 0:20:07 | 0:20:10 | |
Thank you, sir. | 0:20:10 | 0:20:12 | |
-How's the neck? -Oh, fine, sir. | 0:20:13 | 0:20:15 | |
A wee bit stiff, but that will soon wear off, sir. | 0:20:15 | 0:20:16 | |
As a medico, you should know. | 0:20:16 | 0:20:18 | |
Yes, sir. | 0:20:18 | 0:20:19 | |
Do I join the squadron tomorrow, sir? | 0:20:20 | 0:20:23 | |
Well, we won't talk shop now. This is my play time. | 0:20:23 | 0:20:25 | |
You'd better come and see me in my office in the morning. | 0:20:25 | 0:20:27 | |
-I'll be there, sir. -Skol. | 0:20:27 | 0:20:29 | |
Now pay attention, all of you! | 0:20:36 | 0:20:38 | |
You've been sent here to guard this aerodrome. | 0:20:38 | 0:20:42 | |
And guard it you will, | 0:20:42 | 0:20:43 | |
against all unauthorised persons, | 0:20:43 | 0:20:46 | |
saboteurs, and assaults from the enemy. And while you're here, | 0:20:46 | 0:20:50 | |
you will uphold the traditions of the army before the RAF, | 0:20:50 | 0:20:54 | |
being punctilious and paying respects to their officers. | 0:20:54 | 0:20:58 | |
Now, a word of warning. | 0:20:58 | 0:21:00 | |
Their sergeant majors - | 0:21:01 | 0:21:02 | |
what they call warrant officers, | 0:21:02 | 0:21:06 | |
and of which they have a great multitude - | 0:21:06 | 0:21:08 | |
dresses very like the real officer. | 0:21:08 | 0:21:12 | |
We don't want no accidents. | 0:21:12 | 0:21:15 | |
Understand? | 0:21:15 | 0:21:17 | |
You don't salute me, so you won't salute them. | 0:21:18 | 0:21:21 | |
Parade! | 0:21:21 | 0:21:22 | |
Attention! | 0:21:22 | 0:21:25 | |
For your information, | 0:21:27 | 0:21:29 | |
that was a pilot officer. | 0:21:29 | 0:21:32 | |
BARKS ORDERS | 0:21:32 | 0:21:35 | |
Stand at ease! | 0:21:35 | 0:21:38 | |
Come in. | 0:21:40 | 0:21:41 | |
What can I do for you? | 0:21:46 | 0:21:48 | |
I have an appointment with the station commander, sir. | 0:21:48 | 0:21:50 | |
He's busy just now. Better take a seat. | 0:21:50 | 0:21:52 | |
He asked me to come and see him. | 0:21:52 | 0:21:53 | |
I daresay he did. | 0:21:53 | 0:21:55 | |
You're not our only customer, you know. | 0:21:55 | 0:21:57 | |
Sit down. | 0:21:57 | 0:21:59 | |
The old man's ready to hear the charge now. | 0:22:06 | 0:22:10 | |
Accused! | 0:22:15 | 0:22:17 | |
Witness escort accused, party attention! | 0:22:17 | 0:22:20 | |
Right turn! Quick march! | 0:22:20 | 0:22:22 | |
Left, right, left, right, left, right, left wheel... | 0:22:22 | 0:22:25 | |
Party, right! | 0:22:25 | 0:22:27 | |
Hello, Baird. | 0:22:27 | 0:22:29 | |
I gather you're joining me in the hole for a while. | 0:22:29 | 0:22:32 | |
The hole, sir? | 0:22:32 | 0:22:33 | |
It's what the irreverent call the operations room. | 0:22:33 | 0:22:36 | |
-Operations room? But I'm a pilot. -So, if you observe closely, am I. | 0:22:36 | 0:22:41 | |
I realise that, sir, but it's not quite the same thing, is it? | 0:22:41 | 0:22:43 | |
-Why not? -Well, I mean, you're a squadron leader, sir. | 0:22:43 | 0:22:46 | |
-Which might suggest that I'm the more experienced pilot than you. -You don't get the point, sir. | 0:22:46 | 0:22:50 | |
Perhaps not, but I'm not going to argue the toss. | 0:22:50 | 0:22:52 | |
If you're sent to the hole, that's where you'll go. | 0:22:52 | 0:22:55 | |
Believe me, it has its uses. Even for pilots. | 0:22:55 | 0:22:57 | |
Has it ever occurred to you that using a crib in a trade examination is a very stupid offence? | 0:23:02 | 0:23:06 | |
It doesn't help to win the war. It doesn't help the air force. | 0:23:06 | 0:23:08 | |
-It doesn't even help you in your work, does it? -No, sir. | 0:23:08 | 0:23:11 | |
-Do you know whom you're serving? -Yes, sir. You, sir. | 0:23:11 | 0:23:14 | |
No, you're not, any more than I'm serving the air officer commanding a group. | 0:23:14 | 0:23:17 | |
We're both serving the King. Part of the same team. | 0:23:17 | 0:23:19 | |
-Do you understand? -Yes. | 0:23:19 | 0:23:20 | |
Cribs won't help us. Supposing I'm flying an aircraft, it gets into a spin. | 0:23:20 | 0:23:23 | |
Christmas daisies, where's my crib? And before I can find the right piece, | 0:23:23 | 0:23:26 | |
there's Saint Peter tap tapping on my fuselage demanding my soul of me. | 0:23:26 | 0:23:29 | |
Think that one over. | 0:23:29 | 0:23:31 | |
Admonished. March out. | 0:23:31 | 0:23:33 | |
Admonished! | 0:23:33 | 0:23:35 | |
Witnesses escort accused, right turn! | 0:23:36 | 0:23:39 | |
Wake up! Right wheel. Quick march! | 0:23:39 | 0:23:42 | |
Left, right, left right, left right, left. | 0:23:42 | 0:23:46 | |
Pilot Officer Baird is waiting to see you, sir. | 0:23:49 | 0:23:52 | |
Oh, yes. Send him in. | 0:23:52 | 0:23:54 | |
KNOCKING | 0:24:00 | 0:24:02 | |
Come in, Baird. | 0:24:02 | 0:24:04 | |
All right, relax. | 0:24:07 | 0:24:10 | |
How's the neck this morning? | 0:24:10 | 0:24:11 | |
Mm, pretty good, sir. | 0:24:11 | 0:24:12 | |
The MO seems to think it'll take two to three weeks to get right. | 0:24:12 | 0:24:15 | |
He's a very cautious man, sir. | 0:24:15 | 0:24:17 | |
That's a quality I approve in doctors. | 0:24:17 | 0:24:20 | |
Sir, is it because of that you're sending me to the operations room? | 0:24:21 | 0:24:25 | |
Oh, Squadron Leader Moon's told you, has he? | 0:24:25 | 0:24:29 | |
Yes, that's the reason. | 0:24:29 | 0:24:30 | |
But I can fly perfectly well, sir. | 0:24:30 | 0:24:32 | |
If you mean aviate around the sky, I've no doubt you can. | 0:24:32 | 0:24:35 | |
But that's not what we're here for, Baird. | 0:24:35 | 0:24:37 | |
-Operational flying's a very different matter. -I'm sure I'd be all right, sir. | 0:24:37 | 0:24:41 | |
-Ever heard of the Messerschmitt twitch? -No, sir. | 0:24:41 | 0:24:45 | |
It's a nervous complaint contracted by fighter pilots. | 0:24:45 | 0:24:48 | |
It comes from constantly looking over your shoulder | 0:24:48 | 0:24:50 | |
to see if there's a Jerry on your tail. | 0:24:50 | 0:24:53 | |
You'd find that a bit difficult, wouldn't you? | 0:24:53 | 0:24:57 | |
I'll risk that, sir. | 0:24:57 | 0:24:59 | |
Understand this, Baird. | 0:25:04 | 0:25:06 | |
I'm not in the least interested whether you get shot down or not. | 0:25:06 | 0:25:09 | |
All I'm interested in is the efficiency of the squadrons under my command. | 0:25:09 | 0:25:13 | |
The squadron is a team. | 0:25:13 | 0:25:15 | |
Each member must have complete confidence in every other in attack or defence. | 0:25:15 | 0:25:18 | |
It takes quite a time to build such a team. | 0:25:18 | 0:25:21 | |
And I'm not going to jeopardise | 0:25:21 | 0:25:22 | |
one of the finest squadrons in fighter command | 0:25:22 | 0:25:24 | |
just so that you can poop off your guns. | 0:25:24 | 0:25:27 | |
-Is that clear? -Yes, sir. | 0:25:27 | 0:25:29 | |
Good. | 0:25:29 | 0:25:31 | |
Now I suggest that you get along and report to the operations room. | 0:25:31 | 0:25:34 | |
If you've got any sense and you keep your eyes and ears open, you could learn a lot. | 0:25:34 | 0:25:37 | |
If I had my way, all pilots would do a spell in there. | 0:25:37 | 0:25:40 | |
Thank you, sir. | 0:25:42 | 0:25:44 | |
Good luck, Baird. | 0:25:45 | 0:25:48 | |
Now, don't try and rush your fences. You've got a good report up to now. | 0:25:48 | 0:25:52 | |
Just ease back and take things in for a bit, hm? | 0:25:52 | 0:25:56 | |
Yes, sir. | 0:25:56 | 0:25:58 | |
Squadron Leader Ponsford to see you, sir. | 0:26:05 | 0:26:07 | |
-Ah, come in, Bill. -Morning, sir. | 0:26:07 | 0:26:09 | |
Morning. Have a cigarette. | 0:26:09 | 0:26:10 | |
Oh, thanks very much. | 0:26:10 | 0:26:11 | |
You want to talk to me about Baird, I suppose. | 0:26:11 | 0:26:13 | |
Well, yes, sir, I did, as a matter of fact. | 0:26:13 | 0:26:15 | |
Well, don't worry yourself. He's not fit for operational flying yet. | 0:26:15 | 0:26:19 | |
In fact, it's just as well, anyway. | 0:26:19 | 0:26:20 | |
I'm posting him non-effective to Moon in the operations room. | 0:26:20 | 0:26:23 | |
Thank heaven for that. Poor old Peter. | 0:26:23 | 0:26:26 | |
Oh, don't underestimate that boy. | 0:26:26 | 0:26:28 | |
He's keen, and from his record, an above-average pilot. | 0:26:28 | 0:26:31 | |
Well, he started here with a big enough black. | 0:26:31 | 0:26:33 | |
Yes, I know how you feel about it. | 0:26:33 | 0:26:35 | |
I was going to tear him off a strip myself | 0:26:35 | 0:26:37 | |
but it's not the right treatment. | 0:26:37 | 0:26:39 | |
He just doesn't understand what squadron esprit is about, and... | 0:26:39 | 0:26:42 | |
Anyway, he's suffering from a big enough sense of injustice already. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:45 | |
Ah, hello, Baird. I was expecting you. | 0:26:45 | 0:26:48 | |
Make yourself at home. | 0:26:48 | 0:26:49 | |
We rather pride ourselves on our hole. | 0:26:53 | 0:26:56 | |
Not quite such a gin palace as some of them, but it has its exclusive features. | 0:26:56 | 0:27:00 | |
That glass wall map, for instance, where we stick our own fighters, | 0:27:00 | 0:27:03 | |
and any raids we're especially interested in. | 0:27:03 | 0:27:05 | |
Ops "B" with his lines to Squadron Dispersal. | 0:27:05 | 0:27:09 | |
Ops "A" in touch with her counterpart at Group. | 0:27:09 | 0:27:13 | |
Our brown colleagues, ack-ack and searchlight liaison. | 0:27:13 | 0:27:17 | |
And, of course, the beauty chorus. | 0:27:17 | 0:27:20 | |
Every girl hand-picked. | 0:27:21 | 0:27:24 | |
You don't seem to approve of our domestic activities. | 0:27:30 | 0:27:32 | |
It's not that, sir. | 0:27:32 | 0:27:34 | |
A bit surprised, that's all. | 0:27:34 | 0:27:36 | |
You know, it's a peculiarity of the female | 0:27:36 | 0:27:38 | |
that she can only relax by being busy. | 0:27:38 | 0:27:40 | |
I suppose it is. | 0:27:40 | 0:27:43 | |
You don't seem very impressed. | 0:27:43 | 0:27:45 | |
Group Controller on the line, sir, | 0:27:45 | 0:27:47 | |
about Raid 7-5. Wants to talk to you. | 0:27:47 | 0:27:48 | |
There, see? That's what comes of nattering to you. | 0:27:48 | 0:27:50 | |
-Clear the deck, Soss. -Serial nine-6. | 0:27:50 | 0:27:52 | |
-OK, I'll take it on this phone. -Two sections, 2270 Squadron. | 0:27:52 | 0:27:55 | |
-Neethley Controller here, sir. -Patrol Ramsgate 12,000 feet. | 0:27:55 | 0:27:58 | |
Yes, sir, we've two sections on patrol over Ashford, sir. | 0:27:58 | 0:28:02 | |
OK, sir. | 0:28:02 | 0:28:03 | |
Scramble Beeswax Blue and Green, Tom. | 0:28:03 | 0:28:05 | |
Ramsgate 12,000 feet. | 0:28:05 | 0:28:07 | |
Hello, Beeswax dispersal. Scramble Blue and Green. | 0:28:07 | 0:28:10 | |
Morning, Tom. Morning, sir. | 0:28:10 | 0:28:12 | |
Wotcher, Septic, you old assassin. So this is where you hide. | 0:28:12 | 0:28:17 | |
Well, don't look so boot-faced, old boy. No offence meant. | 0:28:17 | 0:28:20 | |
But after all, you did very nearly land | 0:28:20 | 0:28:22 | |
on my cockpit cover, you know. | 0:28:22 | 0:28:24 | |
-You were coming in cross wind. -Oh, absolutely, old boy. | 0:28:24 | 0:28:27 | |
Shocking display. Quite Second XI. | 0:28:27 | 0:28:30 | |
Trouble was, some Jerry with evil intent had perforated my glycol tank. | 0:28:30 | 0:28:34 | |
You mean you were shot up? Nobody told me that. | 0:28:35 | 0:28:39 | |
I'm very sorry, sir. | 0:28:39 | 0:28:40 | |
Think nothing of it, Septic, my lad. Happens every day. | 0:28:40 | 0:28:43 | |
Only some of them aren't lucky enough to find a runway to park down on. | 0:28:43 | 0:28:47 | |
Things are beginning to hum. | 0:28:47 | 0:28:49 | |
I have a feeling our absence might be acceptable. | 0:28:49 | 0:28:51 | |
Come down to dispersal and meet the boys. | 0:28:51 | 0:28:53 | |
I can't leave here, I'm afraid. | 0:28:53 | 0:28:55 | |
Good idea. I can't see the table through the back of your head, anyway. | 0:28:55 | 0:28:58 | |
-Thanks, sir. -Come on. | 0:28:58 | 0:29:01 | |
I must say, I thought it rather raw myself. | 0:29:01 | 0:29:04 | |
But the Skipper's apt to be a bit touchy about his replacement aircraft. | 0:29:04 | 0:29:08 | |
Pity you didn't open up and go round again. | 0:29:08 | 0:29:10 | |
Well, I tried. Of course I tried. She wouldn't pick up. | 0:29:10 | 0:29:13 | |
A habit they have if you do it too quickly. | 0:29:13 | 0:29:14 | |
Well, it had to be quick. There wasn't much time, you know. | 0:29:14 | 0:29:16 | |
Oh, absolutely, old boy. A thoroughly shaky do. | 0:29:16 | 0:29:18 | |
I say, look here, I wouldn't take the CO's outbursts | 0:29:18 | 0:29:21 | |
too much to heart if I were you. | 0:29:21 | 0:29:23 | |
He's a desperately keen type. | 0:29:23 | 0:29:24 | |
A wizard squadron CO and all that sort of thing. | 0:29:24 | 0:29:27 | |
But he's apt to be a bit touchy sometimes. | 0:29:27 | 0:29:29 | |
He he's been at it an awful long time. | 0:29:29 | 0:29:32 | |
But he's pure gold when you scrape down. Absolutely pure gold. | 0:29:32 | 0:29:36 | |
Do you mind if I have a look over Jemima while I'm here? | 0:29:37 | 0:29:40 | |
No. | 0:29:40 | 0:29:42 | |
How's it going, Wailes? | 0:29:42 | 0:29:43 | |
Sliding a bit easier now, sir. | 0:29:43 | 0:29:46 | |
Give me an hour, sir, and I'll have it running like silk. | 0:29:46 | 0:29:48 | |
Good show. I hear they nearly clapped you in the cooler this morning. | 0:29:48 | 0:29:51 | |
-It won't do, Wailes. -No, sir. | 0:29:51 | 0:29:53 | |
How the hell do you expect me to fly if me rigger's in chokey? | 0:29:53 | 0:29:55 | |
Very sorry, sir. | 0:29:55 | 0:29:56 | |
-You're a clot, Wailes. -Yes, sir. | 0:29:56 | 0:30:00 | |
Now, that's a good tip, Septic. | 0:30:08 | 0:30:10 | |
Never get into a kite until you're sure you can get out, pronto. | 0:30:10 | 0:30:14 | |
There's many a keen type plucking his harp now | 0:30:14 | 0:30:17 | |
because his cockpit wouldn't open up in time. | 0:30:17 | 0:30:19 | |
I'll remember that. | 0:30:19 | 0:30:21 | |
-We've come to readiness, sir. -Good-o, Pete. Thanks very much. | 0:30:21 | 0:30:23 | |
That's Peter Haddon. | 0:30:23 | 0:30:24 | |
Quite a good type. | 0:30:24 | 0:30:25 | |
He's got four already. | 0:30:25 | 0:30:27 | |
Gentlemen, and others of Pimpernel Squadron, | 0:30:28 | 0:30:31 | |
meet our latest recruit, | 0:30:31 | 0:30:33 | |
Pilot Officer TB "Septic" Baird, | 0:30:33 | 0:30:35 | |
the celebrated leap-frog man. | 0:30:35 | 0:30:36 | |
-Wotcher, Septic. -Welcome, stranger. | 0:30:36 | 0:30:38 | |
Welcome to Coney Hatch. | 0:30:38 | 0:30:39 | |
Make way for the stunt man, chaps. | 0:30:39 | 0:30:40 | |
And may all his bogies be bandits! | 0:30:40 | 0:30:44 | |
Come into our parlour and inspect the gallery. | 0:30:44 | 0:30:48 | |
On my left is squadron homework. | 0:30:48 | 0:30:51 | |
And this bedraggled streak is Pilot Officer Mortimer, | 0:30:57 | 0:31:00 | |
our faithful tail-end Charlie. | 0:31:00 | 0:31:01 | |
Tail that wags the dog. | 0:31:01 | 0:31:02 | |
This is Wally. | 0:31:03 | 0:31:05 | |
This is Nobby. | 0:31:05 | 0:31:07 | |
Meet Septic, the celebrated Highland flyer. | 0:31:07 | 0:31:10 | |
-Hiya. -And this - this is Jacko. | 0:31:10 | 0:31:14 | |
Would this be a bomb sight of a Junkers 87? | 0:31:21 | 0:31:23 | |
Bang on! Good for you, Septic. | 0:31:23 | 0:31:25 | |
Actually, it's our earliest trophy. | 0:31:25 | 0:31:27 | |
And this is the rudder off a Ju 87. | 0:31:27 | 0:31:29 | |
And that's a bit of wing off a Ju 88. | 0:31:29 | 0:31:32 | |
Quite a Junkers shop, in fact. | 0:31:32 | 0:31:33 | |
Tactful pilots usually laugh | 0:31:33 | 0:31:36 | |
at this point in my conducted tour. | 0:31:36 | 0:31:38 | |
And this bit... | 0:31:38 | 0:31:40 | |
This is the driving stick off an Me 110. | 0:31:40 | 0:31:43 | |
See? Look here. | 0:31:43 | 0:31:44 | |
"August naturen gesellschaft." | 0:31:44 | 0:31:47 | |
German. | 0:31:47 | 0:31:48 | |
109. | 0:31:49 | 0:31:50 | |
Spinner. | 0:31:50 | 0:31:52 | |
And here, yes, now... now, here we have | 0:31:52 | 0:31:55 | |
an exhibit of especial interest to the young pilot. | 0:31:55 | 0:31:57 | |
The most highly derogatory order of the irremovable digit. | 0:31:57 | 0:32:00 | |
What's it for? | 0:32:03 | 0:32:04 | |
Slinging around the neck of types who land with their undercarts up. | 0:32:04 | 0:32:06 | |
Taxi into other aircraft, overshoot on landing | 0:32:06 | 0:32:09 | |
or otherwise blacken the fair record of the squadron. | 0:32:09 | 0:32:11 | |
CHUCKLING | 0:32:11 | 0:32:14 | |
No doubt you all think it's I who should be wearing it now. | 0:32:14 | 0:32:18 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:32:19 | 0:32:21 | |
Squadron scramble, chaps! | 0:32:23 | 0:32:25 | |
Hastings, Angels one-five! | 0:32:25 | 0:32:27 | |
Sorry to drag you over from Gravesend, Richard, at this hour of the night | 0:32:36 | 0:32:39 | |
but it's the only time I can be sure of getting | 0:32:39 | 0:32:40 | |
all my squadron commanders on the ground together. | 0:32:40 | 0:32:42 | |
Oh, well, that's quite all right, sir. | 0:32:42 | 0:32:44 | |
Well, gentlemen, I was over at Group this afternoon | 0:32:46 | 0:32:48 | |
and I thought perhaps you might like to know | 0:32:48 | 0:32:50 | |
what the AOC had to say about the way things are going | 0:32:50 | 0:32:52 | |
and are likely to go. | 0:32:52 | 0:32:54 | |
Oh, thank you, sir. | 0:32:54 | 0:32:56 | |
Yes, well, you keep your thanks until after you've heard what he's said, Richard. | 0:32:56 | 0:32:59 | |
Very briefly, intelligence believes | 0:32:59 | 0:33:02 | |
that the Jerries have just been probing so far, | 0:33:02 | 0:33:04 | |
testing our defences. | 0:33:04 | 0:33:06 | |
At any moment now, the real shenanigan may start. | 0:33:06 | 0:33:08 | |
I've often wondered why the much-boosted Luftwaffe | 0:33:08 | 0:33:10 | |
hasn't put up a better show. | 0:33:10 | 0:33:12 | |
For the old reason, Bill. | 0:33:12 | 0:33:13 | |
The strong always underestimate the weak. | 0:33:13 | 0:33:15 | |
But we're not as weak as all that, sir. | 0:33:15 | 0:33:17 | |
Do you know how many squadrons there are in Fighter Command, John? | 0:33:17 | 0:33:19 | |
About 50. | 0:33:19 | 0:33:20 | |
Yes, 50 to defend the whole country. | 0:33:20 | 0:33:24 | |
22 in this group. | 0:33:24 | 0:33:25 | |
On the same basis, the Jerries have | 0:33:25 | 0:33:27 | |
120 squadrons of bombers and 80 of fighters | 0:33:27 | 0:33:29 | |
from Brest to Amsterdam alone. | 0:33:29 | 0:33:32 | |
Makes you think, doesn't it? | 0:33:32 | 0:33:33 | |
It makes me pray. | 0:33:33 | 0:33:35 | |
Yes, well, you'll be wasting your prayers but for three things. | 0:33:35 | 0:33:38 | |
We've got better aircraft, better pilots | 0:33:38 | 0:33:40 | |
and perhaps most important of all | 0:33:40 | 0:33:42 | |
we have radio location and ground control. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:45 | |
That's where Peter and his boys in the Hole come in. | 0:33:45 | 0:33:47 | |
Hear, hear. | 0:33:47 | 0:33:48 | |
Any idea what the next move of the Jerry will be, sir? | 0:33:48 | 0:33:50 | |
Yes, I'm coming to that. | 0:33:50 | 0:33:52 | |
You can bet your shirts that he's got all our Ops Rooms and Sector Stations | 0:33:52 | 0:33:55 | |
neatly ringed on his maps. | 0:33:55 | 0:33:57 | |
If he can flatten our fighter defences | 0:33:57 | 0:33:59 | |
then all the rest of it is a piece of cake to him, | 0:33:59 | 0:34:02 | |
invasion and all. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:04 | |
So you'd better get your Emergency Ops Room on the | 0:34:04 | 0:34:06 | |
-top line right away, Soss. -Yes, sir. | 0:34:06 | 0:34:08 | |
Meaning that we can expect some unwelcome visitors any time now? | 0:34:08 | 0:34:11 | |
Exactly, Peter. | 0:34:11 | 0:34:13 | |
Oh, yes. And talking of visitors, much as I regret it, | 0:34:13 | 0:34:17 | |
I think we shall have to curtail our social activities here. | 0:34:17 | 0:34:20 | |
I don't like risking wives, sweethearts | 0:34:20 | 0:34:22 | |
and also-rans on the aerodrome under the circumstances. | 0:34:22 | 0:34:26 | |
So I'm afraid next Sunday's cocktail party | 0:34:26 | 0:34:28 | |
will have to be the last. | 0:34:28 | 0:34:30 | |
So...let's make it a memorable praznik, huh? | 0:34:30 | 0:34:34 | |
-Have some sherry. -Thank you. | 0:34:45 | 0:34:47 | |
I don't think you've met Groucho Carfax's sister Betty, sir. | 0:34:47 | 0:34:49 | |
-How do you do? -How do you do? | 0:34:49 | 0:34:51 | |
I'm sorry your brother can't be here, Miss Carfax. | 0:34:51 | 0:34:53 | |
He's one of the unlucky ones. His squadron is in readiness. | 0:34:53 | 0:34:55 | |
Beeswax Red were taking off just as we came in, sir. | 0:34:55 | 0:34:57 | |
Were they? It's too bad the way Operations | 0:34:57 | 0:34:59 | |
interfere with our modest pleasures. | 0:34:59 | 0:35:01 | |
-Perhaps he'll be back in time to join us. -I hope so. | 0:35:01 | 0:35:03 | |
In the meantime, I'm sure that Pilot Officer Raynes will look after you. | 0:35:03 | 0:35:06 | |
Don't let him bore you with a lot of shop. | 0:35:06 | 0:35:08 | |
-No! -Not likely, sir! | 0:35:08 | 0:35:10 | |
Bill, where's Baird? | 0:35:11 | 0:35:13 | |
He ought to be here helping us to entertain our guests. | 0:35:13 | 0:35:14 | |
I don't know, sir. Batchy, do you know? | 0:35:14 | 0:35:16 | |
Yes, he was squatting in the ante-room as I came past, sir. | 0:35:16 | 0:35:19 | |
Got his head stuck in one of the Sunday heavies. | 0:35:19 | 0:35:21 | |
Then go and dig him out. | 0:35:21 | 0:35:22 | |
And tell him from me, his presence would be acceptable. | 0:35:22 | 0:35:24 | |
Shall be done, sir. | 0:35:24 | 0:35:26 | |
May I introduce my mother and father, sir? | 0:35:26 | 0:35:27 | |
-How do you do? -How do you do? | 0:35:27 | 0:35:29 | |
How do you do, sir? | 0:35:29 | 0:35:30 | |
It's very good of you to let us come here. | 0:35:30 | 0:35:32 | |
Oh, don't thank me. We enjoy entertaining, don't we, Falk? | 0:35:32 | 0:35:34 | |
I'm only sorry that we have to restrict it | 0:35:34 | 0:35:36 | |
to relatives and close friends owing to security reasons, | 0:35:36 | 0:35:38 | |
and even that's got to stop now, I'm afraid. | 0:35:38 | 0:35:40 | |
We've heard so much about you from Dennis, Captain. | 0:35:40 | 0:35:42 | |
Not much to my credit, I fear. | 0:35:42 | 0:35:44 | |
Yes, indeed. He says... | 0:35:44 | 0:35:45 | |
I mean, that is, he... | 0:35:45 | 0:35:47 | |
Have you got a family, sir? | 0:35:47 | 0:35:49 | |
About 2,000, at a guess, | 0:35:49 | 0:35:51 | |
including the two satellites. | 0:35:51 | 0:35:54 | |
What a nice way of putting it. | 0:35:54 | 0:35:57 | |
Come out from behind that barrage, Septic. | 0:35:58 | 0:36:01 | |
Why, your presence is demanded in the lady's room. | 0:36:01 | 0:36:04 | |
You don't expect me to fall for that gag, do you? | 0:36:04 | 0:36:05 | |
What gag, old man? I'm not trying to be funny. | 0:36:05 | 0:36:08 | |
Well, perhaps you'll be good enough to tell me who is demanding my presence. | 0:36:09 | 0:36:12 | |
Well, actually, old man, it's no lesser a person than the... | 0:36:12 | 0:36:14 | |
than Nadine Clinton. | 0:36:14 | 0:36:15 | |
Well, that's different then. | 0:36:15 | 0:36:17 | |
Why didn't you say it was she? | 0:36:17 | 0:36:19 | |
Mind you, I don't know if I approve of all this social stuff in war time. | 0:36:19 | 0:36:22 | |
I'd talk to the Tiger about it, if I were you. | 0:36:22 | 0:36:24 | |
You know I'll do no such thing. | 0:36:24 | 0:36:26 | |
A man's entitled to his own opinions all the same. | 0:36:26 | 0:36:29 | |
-Isn't he? -Absolutely, old man. | 0:36:29 | 0:36:31 | |
Seems to be quite a flap on. | 0:36:43 | 0:36:45 | |
There's three sections of Beeswax up already. | 0:36:45 | 0:36:47 | |
I bet Barry's got his coat off in the Ops Room. | 0:36:47 | 0:36:49 | |
And thinking rude thoughts about our sherry drinking. | 0:36:49 | 0:36:52 | |
Now stop talking shop, you controller types. | 0:36:52 | 0:36:55 | |
I want a word in Mrs Clinton's charming ear. | 0:36:55 | 0:36:57 | |
Look, I... | 0:37:04 | 0:37:08 | |
This is very sudden, Group Captain. | 0:37:08 | 0:37:10 | |
Now, look, I'm serious, my dear. | 0:37:10 | 0:37:11 | |
It gets more and more flattering. | 0:37:11 | 0:37:13 | |
Don't make things more difficult. | 0:37:13 | 0:37:14 | |
I'm scared enough already. | 0:37:14 | 0:37:16 | |
You? Scared? | 0:37:16 | 0:37:18 | |
I can't even frighten my own tame Squadron Leader. | 0:37:18 | 0:37:21 | |
Look, I want you to leave your bungalow. | 0:37:21 | 0:37:26 | |
What? | 0:37:27 | 0:37:28 | |
You see, we believe that at any moment | 0:37:28 | 0:37:30 | |
the Jerries are going to start bombing the fighter stations. | 0:37:30 | 0:37:32 | |
Well, now, when that happens | 0:37:32 | 0:37:33 | |
they'll throw in everything they've got to try and wipe us out. | 0:37:33 | 0:37:36 | |
I don't know want the responsibility of...having civilian women around. | 0:37:36 | 0:37:40 | |
Well, I've been called a great many things in my time, but civilian woman. | 0:37:40 | 0:37:44 | |
You must excuse my crude service jargon | 0:37:44 | 0:37:46 | |
but you do understand? | 0:37:46 | 0:37:48 | |
Perfectly. And you needn't have apologised. | 0:37:48 | 0:37:51 | |
And you needn't have got so worked up about it all. | 0:37:51 | 0:37:54 | |
Thank you, my dear. I knew. | 0:37:54 | 0:37:56 | |
Cos I'm not going. | 0:37:56 | 0:37:59 | |
I've rounded up our shy pilot, sir. | 0:37:59 | 0:38:00 | |
He came like a bomb when I told him Mrs Clinton was pining for him. | 0:38:00 | 0:38:04 | |
Oh. Oh, yes. | 0:38:05 | 0:38:07 | |
You see, Septic, | 0:38:07 | 0:38:08 | |
I didn't want you to miss our last Sunday party | 0:38:08 | 0:38:10 | |
with so many beautiful girls around. | 0:38:10 | 0:38:12 | |
You're wasting your talents in solitude. | 0:38:12 | 0:38:14 | |
I'll introduce you to some. Come on. | 0:38:14 | 0:38:15 | |
Astonishing woman. | 0:38:19 | 0:38:20 | |
Absolutely, sir. | 0:38:20 | 0:38:22 | |
Betty, I want to introduce you to Pilot Officer Baird, | 0:38:22 | 0:38:25 | |
a newcomer to our ranks. Miss Carfax. | 0:38:25 | 0:38:27 | |
Hello. | 0:38:27 | 0:38:28 | |
How do you do, Miss Carfax? | 0:38:28 | 0:38:29 | |
Being a VR, Pilot Officer Baird probably has a wider range of conversation | 0:38:29 | 0:38:32 | |
than us regular types. | 0:38:32 | 0:38:34 | |
Will someone get me a drink? | 0:38:34 | 0:38:36 | |
Tony, there's someone I want you to meet. | 0:38:37 | 0:38:40 | |
I suppose you're a Pimpernel or you wouldn't be here. | 0:38:42 | 0:38:44 | |
Yes, that's right. | 0:38:44 | 0:38:45 | |
My brother's in Beeswax Squadron. | 0:38:45 | 0:38:47 | |
They're pretty busy this morning. | 0:38:47 | 0:38:48 | |
Yes, he's up now. | 0:38:48 | 0:38:50 | |
-I expect you wish you were, too. -Indeed, I do. | 0:38:50 | 0:38:53 | |
That is...I didn't mean that... | 0:38:53 | 0:38:55 | |
You mean, you'd rather be flying | 0:38:55 | 0:38:57 | |
than making dull conversation with a strange girl? | 0:38:57 | 0:38:59 | |
I didn't mean that at all, Miss Carfax. | 0:38:59 | 0:39:01 | |
Yes, you did. And I quite agree with you. | 0:39:01 | 0:39:04 | |
-It must be wonderful. -There's nothing like it. | 0:39:04 | 0:39:07 | |
Power and speed and the whole sky to yourself. | 0:39:07 | 0:39:09 | |
But you've got a squadron, Bill. | 0:39:09 | 0:39:10 | |
Yes, granted, I've got a squadron, Peter. | 0:39:10 | 0:39:12 | |
Thank you. In the long run | 0:39:12 | 0:39:13 | |
you pukka Cranwell-trained laddies, | 0:39:13 | 0:39:15 | |
you've got it all over us short-term commission chaps | 0:39:15 | 0:39:17 | |
when it comes to the plum jobs. | 0:39:17 | 0:39:19 | |
Sitting on my backside is not my idea of a plum. | 0:39:19 | 0:39:22 | |
LOUDSPEAKER: Attention, everybody. Attention, everybody. | 0:39:23 | 0:39:26 | |
Pimpernels to readiness. | 0:39:26 | 0:39:27 | |
-Hell! -Pimpernels to readiness. | 0:39:27 | 0:39:29 | |
-Batchy! -That is all. | 0:39:29 | 0:39:30 | |
What a ghastly way to drink good sherry. | 0:39:30 | 0:39:34 | |
I shall savour mine later with proper respect. | 0:39:34 | 0:39:37 | |
And heaven help you, Peter, if it's not there when I get back. | 0:39:37 | 0:39:39 | |
What about you? You're a Pimpernel, aren't you? | 0:39:41 | 0:39:43 | |
Yes, but you see, my neck. | 0:39:43 | 0:39:45 | |
I'm not flying at present. | 0:39:45 | 0:39:46 | |
Oh, come on, we can see them off, anyway. | 0:39:46 | 0:39:49 | |
Come on! | 0:39:56 | 0:39:57 | |
Come on, come on! | 0:39:57 | 0:39:58 | |
How I wish I was a man at this moment. | 0:40:08 | 0:40:10 | |
Some people have all the luck. | 0:40:10 | 0:40:13 | |
Let's go back and finish our drinks. The party's not over yet. | 0:40:13 | 0:40:16 | |
Yes, let's. | 0:40:16 | 0:40:17 | |
You've never flown on operations yet, have you? | 0:40:23 | 0:40:25 | |
-Who told you that? -You did. | 0:40:25 | 0:40:26 | |
I did? | 0:40:26 | 0:40:27 | |
It's true, isn't it? | 0:40:27 | 0:40:29 | |
Yes. | 0:40:30 | 0:40:32 | |
I was shooting a terrible line, I'm afraid. | 0:40:32 | 0:40:34 | |
No, you weren't. | 0:40:34 | 0:40:36 | |
I guessed as much when I saw that look in your eyes just now. | 0:40:36 | 0:40:40 | |
I remember my brother when he first joined the squadron. | 0:40:40 | 0:40:44 | |
You must be a very sympathetic kind of sister. | 0:40:44 | 0:40:47 | |
Oh, I don't know. | 0:40:47 | 0:40:49 | |
Being a useless female makes it easier to understand how you feel. | 0:40:49 | 0:40:52 | |
Hardly describe you as useless, Miss Carfax. | 0:40:52 | 0:40:54 | |
Well, useful enough to drive an old ambulance about, I suppose. | 0:40:54 | 0:40:57 | |
Somebody swiped our drinks. | 0:40:59 | 0:41:01 | |
Oh, that's easily remedied. | 0:41:01 | 0:41:02 | |
You two seem to be getting along fine. | 0:41:02 | 0:41:03 | |
Miss Carfax is a very understanding young woman, Mrs Clinton. | 0:41:03 | 0:41:06 | |
Yes, so I can see. Now that she's cut me out | 0:41:06 | 0:41:10 | |
I shall have to seek solace with my ageing husband. | 0:41:10 | 0:41:12 | |
Let's see if I can tune in on him. | 0:41:12 | 0:41:15 | |
Should be about here. | 0:41:15 | 0:41:16 | |
RADIO: Pimpernel Leader, Sapper calling. | 0:41:16 | 0:41:18 | |
Patrol "C" for Charlie, | 0:41:18 | 0:41:19 | |
Angels one-8, one-8, over. | 0:41:19 | 0:41:23 | |
So Pimpernel are off already. | 0:41:23 | 0:41:24 | |
RADIO: Hello, Sapper, Sapper. | 0:41:24 | 0:41:26 | |
Pimpernel Leader answering. | 0:41:26 | 0:41:27 | |
Understand point "C" for Charlie. | 0:41:27 | 0:41:29 | |
Angels one-8, out. | 0:41:29 | 0:41:31 | |
Oh, hello, Peter. | 0:42:01 | 0:42:03 | |
Sorry to drag you away from your Sabbath pleasures. | 0:42:05 | 0:42:08 | |
That's all right, sir. | 0:42:08 | 0:42:10 | |
Rotten luck, Bill Ponsford buying it like that. | 0:42:12 | 0:42:15 | |
Yes. | 0:42:15 | 0:42:17 | |
Difficult man to replace. | 0:42:17 | 0:42:20 | |
Impossible, I should say. | 0:42:20 | 0:42:22 | |
Well, that's up to you, Peter. | 0:42:22 | 0:42:25 | |
You're going to take over Pimpernel. | 0:42:25 | 0:42:28 | |
Me, sir? | 0:42:29 | 0:42:31 | |
But I've no operational experience. | 0:42:31 | 0:42:32 | |
You have lots of other experience just as valuable. | 0:42:32 | 0:42:36 | |
What about the other pilots, sir? | 0:42:37 | 0:42:39 | |
They respect you as a person | 0:42:39 | 0:42:41 | |
and that's what matters most, Peter. | 0:42:41 | 0:42:42 | |
But surely Batchy... | 0:42:42 | 0:42:43 | |
You can let Batchy lead until you find your feet. | 0:42:43 | 0:42:45 | |
I want to keep my team together and Group agrees with me. | 0:42:45 | 0:42:48 | |
I don't know what to say. | 0:42:51 | 0:42:53 | |
Then don't say it. | 0:42:53 | 0:42:54 | |
I take it you're happy about handing over the Ops Room to Barry Clinton? | 0:42:54 | 0:42:58 | |
Oh, yes, sir, he's absolutely first class now. | 0:42:58 | 0:42:59 | |
Good. He'll need to be | 0:42:59 | 0:43:02 | |
if our guess is right about the next few weeks. | 0:43:02 | 0:43:06 | |
-Strewth. -Had any luck, sir? | 0:43:59 | 0:44:02 | |
No, not even one. There were thousands of blighters. | 0:44:02 | 0:44:05 | |
Nearly got bounced myself. | 0:44:05 | 0:44:06 | |
Thank heavens you weren't, sir. | 0:44:06 | 0:44:08 | |
Don't thank heaven, Wailes. | 0:44:08 | 0:44:10 | |
Thank Squadron Leader Moon. | 0:44:10 | 0:44:12 | |
Strewth. | 0:44:16 | 0:44:17 | |
Moths. | 0:44:17 | 0:44:19 | |
-Losing my grip, Skipper. -Baloney. | 0:44:26 | 0:44:29 | |
Every time I think of you flying as my Red Two, I go into a stall. | 0:44:29 | 0:44:33 | |
Forget it. You're teaching me a lot. | 0:44:33 | 0:44:36 | |
Now, get inside and get some sleep or you'll lose your beauty. | 0:44:36 | 0:44:39 | |
What you reckon they're doing up there? | 0:44:41 | 0:44:43 | |
Haven't you heard? | 0:44:43 | 0:44:44 | |
We're getting so perishin' short of aircraft, they're building that platform | 0:44:44 | 0:44:48 | |
so's Old Man Tiger hisself can stand up there | 0:44:48 | 0:44:51 | |
and punch the Jerry pilots in the nose as they fly past. | 0:44:51 | 0:44:53 | |
Go on. | 0:44:53 | 0:44:55 | |
Not perishin' likely. | 0:44:55 | 0:44:56 | |
One of us poor ruddy erks has gotta sit up there like a broody crow | 0:44:56 | 0:44:59 | |
and count the Jerry bombs as they drop on the airfield. | 0:44:59 | 0:45:03 | |
Cor! Chase me 'round the hangar. | 0:45:03 | 0:45:07 | |
I must say being Senior Controller hasn't improved your manners, darling. | 0:45:15 | 0:45:19 | |
If you gobble your food like that, you'll get hiccups in the middle of a raid | 0:45:19 | 0:45:22 | |
-and we shall lose the war. -Sorry, darling. | 0:45:22 | 0:45:23 | |
Group seems to think I live on the end of that phone. | 0:45:23 | 0:45:26 | |
I must get the Emergency Ops Room tested. | 0:45:26 | 0:45:28 | |
-Are the boys still flying? -One section of Beeswax. | 0:45:28 | 0:45:31 | |
I must turn on the light. | 0:45:31 | 0:45:32 | |
Blast. Another bulb's gone. | 0:45:35 | 0:45:38 | |
This war's getting expensive! | 0:45:38 | 0:45:39 | |
Now don't you worry, darling. The government pays. | 0:45:39 | 0:45:42 | |
Bless you. | 0:45:42 | 0:45:44 | |
-Name your poison, Septic. -Pipe down, Batchy, I'm in the chair. | 0:46:00 | 0:46:03 | |
Good evening, Mr Moon. Good evening, Mr Salter. | 0:46:03 | 0:46:05 | |
-Good evening, sir. -Good evening, Aunt Tabitha. | 0:46:05 | 0:46:07 | |
I trust we find you well. | 0:46:07 | 0:46:08 | |
I can't complain, not for one of my age. | 0:46:08 | 0:46:10 | |
-You'll be taking your usual, I suppose? -Yes, I will. | 0:46:10 | 0:46:13 | |
-Bitter? -Yes, rather, please. | 0:46:13 | 0:46:14 | |
What about this gentleman? | 0:46:14 | 0:46:16 | |
This is Pilot Officer Baird, Aunt Tabitha. | 0:46:16 | 0:46:18 | |
"Septic" to his intimates. What are you drinking, Septic? | 0:46:18 | 0:46:20 | |
Oh, thank you, sir. | 0:46:20 | 0:46:22 | |
Do you think I could have a Drambuie? | 0:46:22 | 0:46:23 | |
I'm sure you could. | 0:46:23 | 0:46:24 | |
Oh, dear. I've only the one bottle. The one I keep for Mr Mortimer. | 0:46:24 | 0:46:28 | |
I don't think Mr Mortimer will be wanting Drambuie anymore, | 0:46:30 | 0:46:33 | |
Aunt Tabitha. | 0:46:33 | 0:46:35 | |
You can never be sure, though, can you, sir? | 0:46:38 | 0:46:40 | |
I'll keep it on one side all the same, sir, | 0:46:40 | 0:46:43 | |
just in case Mr Mortimer calls in. | 0:46:43 | 0:46:45 | |
-You were lucky to get it back, Peter. -Oh, she'll be all right, sir. | 0:46:51 | 0:46:54 | |
Take more than that to knock out Daisy. | 0:46:54 | 0:46:55 | |
I'm not so worried about the aircraft. | 0:46:55 | 0:46:57 | |
At a pinch, we can go after them in Tiger Moth armed with hand grenades. | 0:46:57 | 0:47:00 | |
It's pilots we need so desperately. | 0:47:00 | 0:47:02 | |
Well, the OTUs are turning out good stuff, sir. | 0:47:02 | 0:47:04 | |
-The last three VRs I had are shaping well. -I'm glad to hear it | 0:47:04 | 0:47:08 | |
but it's not enough, Peter, it's not enough. | 0:47:08 | 0:47:09 | |
The output isn't making up for the wastage. | 0:47:09 | 0:47:11 | |
You're six short, Beeswax are four | 0:47:11 | 0:47:12 | |
and the Spitfire boys are almost as bad. | 0:47:12 | 0:47:14 | |
Then what's the answer? | 0:47:14 | 0:47:15 | |
Make better use of what we've got. | 0:47:15 | 0:47:17 | |
The MO says that Baird will be fit for operations in a couple of days. | 0:47:17 | 0:47:21 | |
That'll give you one more. | 0:47:21 | 0:47:23 | |
Nice work. | 0:47:23 | 0:47:25 | |
Now, he had an excellent report from his OTU. | 0:47:25 | 0:47:28 | |
When he first joined me in the Hole, I wanted to kick him in the backside. | 0:47:28 | 0:47:30 | |
Most of us did. Too much of the walking textbook about him. | 0:47:30 | 0:47:33 | |
You ever owned an Aberdeen Terrier, sir? | 0:47:33 | 0:47:36 | |
No, I can't say that I have. I don't like small dogs. | 0:47:36 | 0:47:38 | |
I had one once. | 0:47:38 | 0:47:39 | |
Obstinate, independent little hound. Always ready to answer back, | 0:47:39 | 0:47:42 | |
but full of guts. Baird reminds me of him. | 0:47:42 | 0:47:45 | |
They even look alike. | 0:47:45 | 0:47:47 | |
I've got an odd soft spot for that awkward cuss. | 0:47:47 | 0:47:50 | |
I thought the occasion demanded our last bottle of port. | 0:47:52 | 0:47:55 | |
You shouldn't be wasting it on me, Barry. | 0:47:55 | 0:47:57 | |
Speak for yourself, Septic. | 0:47:57 | 0:47:58 | |
Hear, hear. I've been trying to prise | 0:47:58 | 0:48:00 | |
that bottle of port out of Barry for the past six months. | 0:48:00 | 0:48:03 | |
I raises my glass and looks toward you, Septic. | 0:48:03 | 0:48:05 | |
May your deeds with Pimpernel Squadron resound through the halls of fame. | 0:48:05 | 0:48:09 | |
ALL: To Septic and the Pimpernels. | 0:48:09 | 0:48:12 | |
Come on, Septic, speech. | 0:48:15 | 0:48:16 | |
I'm no hand at that sort of thing at all. | 0:48:16 | 0:48:18 | |
No funking, Septic. | 0:48:18 | 0:48:20 | |
I just think you should all have your heads tested. | 0:48:24 | 0:48:26 | |
-Shame! -I mean that. | 0:48:26 | 0:48:29 | |
Makes no sort of sense. | 0:48:29 | 0:48:31 | |
First of all, I plough up your front garden. | 0:48:32 | 0:48:34 | |
Then I make an ass of myself all over the station. | 0:48:34 | 0:48:38 | |
Barry has to put up with my stupidity in his Ops Room and now... | 0:48:38 | 0:48:42 | |
..now you fill me up with beer and... | 0:48:43 | 0:48:44 | |
crack open your best bottle of port. | 0:48:44 | 0:48:47 | |
I don't know what you're trying to do to me. | 0:48:48 | 0:48:50 | |
I must say it feels pretty good. | 0:48:50 | 0:48:52 | |
You're being launched, Septic. | 0:48:52 | 0:48:54 | |
I'm only sorry the housekeeping money didn't run to champagne. | 0:48:54 | 0:48:58 | |
-Ha ha. -Before you celebrate too much | 0:48:58 | 0:49:00 | |
don't forget you haven't got rid of me yet. | 0:49:00 | 0:49:02 | |
Still a couple days to go. | 0:49:02 | 0:49:04 | |
-CLOCK CHIMES -Nine o'clock. Time for the news. | 0:49:04 | 0:49:07 | |
Feeling happy now, Septic? | 0:49:18 | 0:49:20 | |
Never knew the world could feel so good. | 0:49:20 | 0:49:23 | |
Heaven occasionally to stop worrying. | 0:49:23 | 0:49:25 | |
Just sit back and accept it all as it comes. | 0:49:25 | 0:49:29 | |
I think sometimes a little laziness is quite a good thing. | 0:49:29 | 0:49:31 | |
That sounds like very immoral advice to me. | 0:49:31 | 0:49:34 | |
Does it? | 0:49:34 | 0:49:35 | |
It's true, all the same. | 0:49:35 | 0:49:36 | |
I'm feeling rather pleased with myself, Barry. | 0:49:41 | 0:49:43 | |
I'll give you credit for most things, darling, | 0:49:43 | 0:49:45 | |
but this time, mother nature does deserve a small share, | 0:49:45 | 0:49:47 | |
don't you think? | 0:49:47 | 0:49:49 | |
You were going to be a doctor, weren't you? | 0:49:49 | 0:49:50 | |
Well, I still hope I will be. | 0:49:50 | 0:49:52 | |
Yes, of course. | 0:49:52 | 0:49:53 | |
What do you want to be, a GP or a surgeon? | 0:49:53 | 0:49:55 | |
Neither, as a matter of fact. | 0:49:55 | 0:49:56 | |
My idea was to specialise. Ear, throat and nose, probably. | 0:49:56 | 0:49:59 | |
I see. | 0:49:59 | 0:50:01 | |
Yes, I think you'd make a good specialist. | 0:50:01 | 0:50:02 | |
Thanks. | 0:50:02 | 0:50:04 | |
But what makes you say that? | 0:50:04 | 0:50:05 | |
Well, to begin with, you're the painstaking type, I should think... | 0:50:05 | 0:50:08 | |
who comes to very clear and precise conclusions about things. | 0:50:08 | 0:50:11 | |
All good doctors need to do that. | 0:50:11 | 0:50:13 | |
Yes, I know, but you wouldn't be so good as a GP. | 0:50:13 | 0:50:15 | |
-Indeed. Why not? -There you go. | 0:50:15 | 0:50:18 | |
Quite relentless, aren't you? | 0:50:18 | 0:50:21 | |
I don't know why. I just have a feeling you'd be a bit | 0:50:21 | 0:50:23 | |
too determined, if you know what I mean. | 0:50:23 | 0:50:25 | |
No bedside manner? | 0:50:25 | 0:50:26 | |
Yes, if you like. | 0:50:26 | 0:50:28 | |
Anyway, it's much more comfortable to be a specialist. | 0:50:28 | 0:50:31 | |
Who wants to be dragged out of bed at all hours of the night? | 0:50:31 | 0:50:33 | |
Is that some more of your immoral advice? | 0:50:33 | 0:50:36 | |
Very wicked, aren't I? | 0:50:36 | 0:50:38 | |
-I don't think so. -Oh? | 0:50:38 | 0:50:41 | |
-Betty? -Yes? | 0:50:42 | 0:50:44 | |
Would you come out with me one evening? | 0:50:44 | 0:50:46 | |
Of course I would. I'd love to. | 0:50:46 | 0:50:49 | |
Alone, I mean. | 0:50:49 | 0:50:50 | |
Darling old Septic, I don't go around chained to a chaperone, you know. | 0:50:50 | 0:50:54 | |
We could go over to Maidstone and have dinner, just the two of us. | 0:50:54 | 0:50:57 | |
Oh, I'd adore that. When? | 0:50:57 | 0:50:59 | |
Well, not just for a bit, maybe. | 0:50:59 | 0:51:02 | |
Oh. Why not? | 0:51:02 | 0:51:03 | |
Well, you see, I'll need to settle down with the squadron first. | 0:51:03 | 0:51:05 | |
-They'll expect me to... -Oh, of course. | 0:51:05 | 0:51:07 | |
Stupid of me not to realise. | 0:51:07 | 0:51:10 | |
You're a grand girl, Betty. | 0:51:10 | 0:51:12 | |
Hostile 7-6, 100 aircraft, 16,000. | 0:51:25 | 0:51:28 | |
Fighter 161, "Q" Queenie, 8740... | 0:51:28 | 0:51:31 | |
Looks as though things are boiling up. | 0:51:31 | 0:51:34 | |
Never a dull moment. A gay life. | 0:51:34 | 0:51:36 | |
And by the look of things, a short one. | 0:51:36 | 0:51:38 | |
-Serial 7-6... -Yes, here we go, boys. | 0:51:38 | 0:51:40 | |
..two squadrons, patrol point "B" for Beer, at 15,000 feet. | 0:51:40 | 0:51:44 | |
Get Beeswax and Nutmeg into the air, Septic. | 0:51:44 | 0:51:48 | |
Beeswax dispersal? Good, stand by. | 0:51:48 | 0:51:50 | |
Nutmeg dispersal? Good. | 0:51:50 | 0:51:53 | |
Order for both squadrons | 0:51:53 | 0:51:55 | |
Serial 76. Both squadrons patrol point "B" for Beer | 0:51:55 | 0:51:59 | |
at Angels 1-5. | 0:51:59 | 0:52:02 | |
Understood, Nutmeg? | 0:52:02 | 0:52:04 | |
Understood, Beeswax? | 0:52:04 | 0:52:06 | |
Now bring Pimpernel to readiness. | 0:52:06 | 0:52:09 | |
Attention, everybody. Operations Room calling. | 0:52:09 | 0:52:12 | |
Pimpernels to come to readiness. | 0:52:12 | 0:52:14 | |
I repeat, Pimpernels to come to readiness. | 0:52:14 | 0:52:16 | |
That is all. | 0:52:16 | 0:52:18 | |
"S" Sugar, 2-6-2-0, west... | 0:52:18 | 0:52:20 | |
12 Spitfires taking off. | 0:52:31 | 0:52:33 | |
Initial letter, "P" for Peter. | 0:52:33 | 0:52:36 | |
Ops Room, please. | 0:52:39 | 0:52:42 | |
Controller? Hello, Barry. It's Small speaking. | 0:52:42 | 0:52:46 | |
Anything special? | 0:52:46 | 0:52:48 | |
Look, I don't want to bother you. | 0:52:50 | 0:52:51 | |
-But tip me off if it looks like developing our way. -OK, sir. | 0:52:51 | 0:52:55 | |
Tiger's getting restless. | 0:52:55 | 0:52:58 | |
This promises to be quite a party. | 0:52:58 | 0:53:00 | |
Well, we've time for a cigarette before the fun begins, anyway. | 0:53:00 | 0:53:03 | |
It's all right. | 0:53:03 | 0:53:04 | |
It'll take Nutmeg and Beeswax 10½ minutes to reach their objective. | 0:53:04 | 0:53:08 | |
Two squadrons of Hurricanes against 200 Jerries. | 0:53:08 | 0:53:12 | |
Doesn't make much sense, does it? | 0:53:12 | 0:53:14 | |
1-5-0, "Q" Queenie, 9-3-1-0... | 0:53:14 | 0:53:16 | |
Hello, Bob. Haven't wasted much time. | 0:53:16 | 0:53:18 | |
I gather from Septic the flap was pretty fierce. | 0:53:18 | 0:53:20 | |
Serial 9-3, 1320 Squadron. | 0:53:20 | 0:53:23 | |
Patrol Ashford at 18,000 feet. | 0:53:23 | 0:53:27 | |
Get Pimpernel into the air, Septic. | 0:53:28 | 0:53:30 | |
Pimpernel dispersal? Squadron scramble. | 0:53:32 | 0:53:35 | |
Ashford Angels 1-8. | 0:53:35 | 0:53:36 | |
You heard the form. | 0:53:36 | 0:53:37 | |
Group will place Raid 1-2-4 on our plate. | 0:53:37 | 0:53:39 | |
I'll look after them with Nutmeg and Beeswax if you take on Pimpernel. | 0:53:39 | 0:53:42 | |
OK. That means we've got all our squadrons airborne at once. | 0:53:42 | 0:53:45 | |
I know, old man. Presumably, Group know what they're doing. | 0:53:45 | 0:53:47 | |
Put Raid 1-2-4 on the screen, will you? | 0:53:47 | 0:53:49 | |
Hello, Beeswax and Nutmeg Leaders. | 0:53:49 | 0:53:51 | |
Beeswax and Nutmeg Leaders, Sapper calling. | 0:53:51 | 0:53:53 | |
Vector 1-5-0, 1-5-0. | 0:53:53 | 0:53:58 | |
100 bandits are approaching you from the east. | 0:53:58 | 0:54:01 | |
From the east. Angels 1-8. | 0:54:01 | 0:54:04 | |
Up to Angels 1-8, over. | 0:54:04 | 0:54:07 | |
'12 Hurricanes taking off. | 0:54:20 | 0:54:22 | |
'Initial letter, "U" for Uncle.' | 0:54:22 | 0:54:23 | |
-Three minutes dead. -Pimpernels, airborne. | 0:54:23 | 0:54:26 | |
It's pretty hot, even for Pimpernel. | 0:54:26 | 0:54:29 | |
Practice flight want to do an air test, sir. | 0:54:44 | 0:54:46 | |
Definitely no. In fact, we'll have the red light on. We got to concentrate. | 0:54:46 | 0:54:49 | |
Sorry, old boy, no joy. Try again in a week's time. | 0:54:49 | 0:54:52 | |
Good Lord, your turn already? | 0:54:54 | 0:54:56 | |
You better skip while the going's good. | 0:54:56 | 0:54:58 | |
Serial 9-6. 1320 Squadron. | 0:54:58 | 0:54:59 | |
Intercept Raid 1-2-7. | 0:54:59 | 0:55:01 | |
Think I'll hang around. This looks like the biggest show yet. | 0:55:01 | 0:55:04 | |
Stick Raid one-two-seven on the screen, please. | 0:55:04 | 0:55:07 | |
'Hello, Sapper, Sapper. | 0:55:07 | 0:55:08 | |
'Beeswax Leader calling. Tally-ho, tally-ho, out.' | 0:55:08 | 0:55:11 | |
Well, that's Beeswax and Nutmeg engaged, anyway. | 0:55:11 | 0:55:13 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader. Pimpernel Leader. | 0:55:13 | 0:55:16 | |
Vector 2-1-0. | 0:55:16 | 0:55:17 | |
100 bandits to the south, over. | 0:55:17 | 0:55:19 | |
Hello, Sapper, Sapper. | 0:55:19 | 0:55:22 | |
Pimpernel Leader answering. Understood, out. | 0:55:22 | 0:55:24 | |
'Hello, Sapper, Sapper. | 0:55:43 | 0:55:45 | |
'Pimpernel Leader calling. Tally-ho, tally-ho, over.' | 0:55:45 | 0:55:48 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader. Sapper answering. | 0:55:48 | 0:55:50 | |
Watch out for hawks. Out. | 0:55:50 | 0:55:52 | |
Well done, Pimpernel. | 0:55:52 | 0:55:54 | |
Carve 'em up, carve 'em up. | 0:55:54 | 0:55:57 | |
That's all three squadrons engaged. | 0:55:57 | 0:56:00 | |
Where do we go from here? | 0:56:00 | 0:56:01 | |
Take a look at Raid 1-3-2. | 0:56:01 | 0:56:03 | |
They hold that course much longer, they'll be dropping in here for a drink. | 0:56:05 | 0:56:08 | |
Looks rather sinister to me. | 0:56:08 | 0:56:11 | |
See what Group thinks. | 0:56:12 | 0:56:14 | |
Hello, Neethley. Yes, I'm watching it. | 0:56:14 | 0:56:16 | |
Hornchurch is trying to intercept Raid 1-3-2 now | 0:56:16 | 0:56:19 | |
but I'm not too hopeful. | 0:56:19 | 0:56:20 | |
I'm trying to send reinforcements to you. | 0:56:20 | 0:56:23 | |
Meantime, do whatever you can. | 0:56:23 | 0:56:25 | |
Good luck. Nice to have known you. | 0:56:25 | 0:56:27 | |
Thank you very much, sir. | 0:56:27 | 0:56:29 | |
Seems we're on our own now. | 0:56:31 | 0:56:32 | |
Get the Tiger on the blower, Bonzo. | 0:56:34 | 0:56:35 | |
Gun, now's your chance to show what you can do. | 0:56:35 | 0:56:38 | |
You better take the Spiders out of your battles. | 0:56:38 | 0:56:40 | |
Station Commander, please. | 0:56:40 | 0:56:41 | |
'Hello, Sapper, Sapper. Nutmeg Blue Two calling. | 0:56:41 | 0:56:44 | |
'Can I come back and rearm? Over.' | 0:56:44 | 0:56:46 | |
Hello, Nutmeg Blue Two, Sapper answering. No, you may not come home yet, out. | 0:56:46 | 0:56:50 | |
Tiger on the phone, sir. | 0:56:50 | 0:56:52 | |
I see. | 0:56:54 | 0:56:56 | |
That's what I expected. | 0:56:56 | 0:56:58 | |
Yes, certainly. Anything that flies, and you better be quick. | 0:56:58 | 0:57:01 | |
Attention, everybody. Attention, everybody. | 0:57:06 | 0:57:08 | |
Operations calling. | 0:57:08 | 0:57:10 | |
Every available pilot, report to practice flight immediately. | 0:57:10 | 0:57:13 | |
Take off independently and patrol base | 0:57:13 | 0:57:15 | |
at Angels 1-2, 1-2. | 0:57:15 | 0:57:18 | |
Officer in charge of Practice Flight | 0:57:18 | 0:57:20 | |
to put every possible aircraft into the air. | 0:57:20 | 0:57:22 | |
This message to be treated as urgent. | 0:57:22 | 0:57:24 | |
That is all. | 0:57:24 | 0:57:26 | |
It's pretty futile, they'll never make height in time, but it's all we can do. | 0:57:26 | 0:57:29 | |
At least they won't find much on the ground to bomb. | 0:57:29 | 0:57:31 | |
Attention, everybody, attention, everybody. | 0:57:36 | 0:57:38 | |
Operations calling. Action stations, action stations. | 0:57:38 | 0:57:42 | |
Hello there, partner. Come up where I can see you, will you? | 0:57:54 | 0:57:58 | |
Five assorted aircraft all taking off, all shapes and sizes. | 0:58:44 | 0:58:48 | |
Hostile 1-3-2, "Q" Queenie, 9-0-8-0. | 0:58:50 | 0:58:55 | |
Battle bowlers, everybody. | 0:59:02 | 0:59:05 | |
Close the blast-proof doors. | 0:59:05 | 0:59:07 | |
Attention, everybody. Attention, everybody. Operations calling. | 0:59:07 | 0:59:11 | |
All personnel not engaged on operational duties, take cover. | 0:59:11 | 0:59:15 | |
Take cover. | 0:59:15 | 0:59:17 | |
'Hello, Sapper, Sapper. Pimpernel Leader calling. | 0:59:26 | 0:59:28 | |
'Shall not be home yet. | 0:59:28 | 0:59:29 | |
'Have dealt with bandits, but am engaging hawks. Over.' | 0:59:29 | 0:59:33 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader. Sapper answering. | 0:59:33 | 0:59:35 | |
Message understood. Out. | 0:59:35 | 0:59:37 | |
Just our luck to be caught with both pairs of trousers at the cleaners. | 0:59:37 | 0:59:40 | |
Guns, see that your boys don't poop off at any of our lads coming home. | 0:59:40 | 0:59:44 | |
All right. Leave it to us. | 0:59:44 | 0:59:45 | |
'Hello, Sapper. Hello, Sapper. Septic calling. Septic calling. | 0:59:45 | 0:59:48 | |
'I am airborne. Have you any instructions for me? | 0:59:48 | 0:59:51 | |
'Over to Sapper. Over.' | 0:59:51 | 0:59:54 | |
Hello, Septic! Hello, Septic! Sapper answering. | 0:59:54 | 0:59:56 | |
Make angels as fast as you can, over. | 0:59:56 | 0:59:59 | |
Hello, Sapper. Hello, Sapper. Septic answering. | 1:00:00 | 1:00:02 | |
Receiving you loud and clear. | 1:00:02 | 1:00:04 | |
Strength 9. Listening out. | 1:00:04 | 1:00:06 | |
'Hello, Sapper. Hello, Sapper. Septic calling. | 1:00:37 | 1:00:39 | |
'Tally ho, tally ho. Bandits ahead and above me. | 1:00:39 | 1:00:42 | |
'Here I come!' | 1:00:42 | 1:00:44 | |
25 enemy bombers approaching from the southeast. | 1:00:58 | 1:01:02 | |
Height about 10,000 feet. | 1:01:02 | 1:01:04 | |
They look like JU-88s to me. | 1:01:04 | 1:01:07 | |
This is where we learn to take it. | 1:01:07 | 1:01:09 | |
Order the squadrons not to land back at base. | 1:01:10 | 1:01:13 | |
Here, give it to me. | 1:01:26 | 1:01:28 | |
Oh, some blithering idiot's left his transmitter on. | 1:01:28 | 1:01:31 | |
Enemy aircraft are now bombing the aerodrome. | 1:02:07 | 1:02:10 | |
You're telling us! | 1:02:10 | 1:02:11 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:02:11 | 1:02:13 | |
Attaboy! | 1:02:34 | 1:02:36 | |
Let 'em have it, chum! | 1:02:36 | 1:02:37 | |
Enemy aircraft being attacked by fighters! | 1:02:39 | 1:02:41 | |
BOMBS WHISTLE OVERHEAD | 1:02:41 | 1:02:45 | |
EXPLOSION | 1:02:45 | 1:02:47 | |
Here, leave me alone. I've got a job of work to do! | 1:03:55 | 1:03:58 | |
Don't be a perishing fool! Who do you think you are, Joan of Arc? | 1:03:58 | 1:04:01 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:04:01 | 1:04:02 | |
Perishing hangar's on fire! | 1:04:02 | 1:04:04 | |
Test all the lines, Bonzo. | 1:04:05 | 1:04:07 | |
-Sergeant? -Yes, sir? | 1:04:10 | 1:04:12 | |
What casualties? | 1:04:12 | 1:04:13 | |
No-one killed, sir. | 1:04:13 | 1:04:15 | |
One of the R/T operators copped a nasty one | 1:04:15 | 1:04:17 | |
and one of the girls doesn't seem too good. | 1:04:17 | 1:04:19 | |
We're doing the best we can for them. | 1:04:19 | 1:04:21 | |
They'll have a rescue squad here soon. | 1:04:21 | 1:04:22 | |
Yes, sir. | 1:04:22 | 1:04:24 | |
I'm sure there was one that didn't go off. | 1:04:24 | 1:04:26 | |
Well, let's hope it's a dud. | 1:04:26 | 1:04:29 | |
All the lines are dead. | 1:04:29 | 1:04:31 | |
Right. That settles it. I'm going to evacuate. | 1:04:31 | 1:04:33 | |
-Sergeant, muster the crew and get them out of here. -Yes, sir. | 1:04:33 | 1:04:35 | |
The emergency option should be functioning by now. | 1:04:35 | 1:04:38 | |
Can't be done, sir. | 1:04:40 | 1:04:41 | |
The doors are all jammed or blocked with rubble. | 1:04:41 | 1:04:43 | |
Hell. We'll just have to stay here and wait for the bomb to go off. | 1:04:43 | 1:04:47 | |
I hope to God Nadine got into the dug-out. | 1:04:48 | 1:04:51 | |
Tea, sir? | 1:04:53 | 1:04:55 | |
It's a bit gritty, I'm afraid, sir. | 1:04:55 | 1:04:57 | |
Foster, that's an inspiration. | 1:05:02 | 1:05:05 | |
Remind me to have you promoted. | 1:05:05 | 1:05:07 | |
Yes, sir. | 1:05:07 | 1:05:08 | |
Did you ever see anything like it? | 1:05:21 | 1:05:25 | |
Oh, never mind, duck. | 1:05:25 | 1:05:27 | |
Wasn't really so much of a little house, was it? | 1:05:27 | 1:05:29 | |
The whole place is certainly pockmarked. | 1:06:03 | 1:06:05 | |
Yes! Trust old Jerry to sneak in and plaster everything | 1:06:05 | 1:06:07 | |
while our backs are turned. | 1:06:07 | 1:06:09 | |
Speaking for myself, I'm glad I wasn't here. | 1:06:09 | 1:06:12 | |
They didn't have it all their own way, you know. | 1:06:12 | 1:06:14 | |
We managed to put up an odds and sods section. | 1:06:14 | 1:06:16 | |
-Good show! Any joy? -One Messerschmitt 110 for certain, | 1:06:16 | 1:06:18 | |
fell just outside the perimeter, and a couple of probables. | 1:06:18 | 1:06:21 | |
What about you chaps? That's what I'm here to find out. | 1:06:21 | 1:06:23 | |
Well, there were about 50 Dorniers. We came in above and behind them. | 1:06:23 | 1:06:26 | |
-Seven went down. -All confirmed? -Absolutely, old boy. | 1:06:26 | 1:06:30 | |
I followed each one down personally. | 1:06:30 | 1:06:31 | |
Have a heart. I've got to fill in a claim! | 1:06:31 | 1:06:34 | |
You make it seven, old boy. | 1:06:34 | 1:06:35 | |
And after that, a swarm of Me 109s came out of the sun at us | 1:06:35 | 1:06:38 | |
-and things got a bit hectic. -Any casualties? -Yes. | 1:06:38 | 1:06:41 | |
Three unaccounted for so far. | 1:06:41 | 1:06:42 | |
Matthews might have got down at Hawkinge. | 1:06:42 | 1:06:44 | |
-What happened here? -We were pretty lucky on the whole. | 1:06:44 | 1:06:47 | |
One shelter hit, unfortunately, and the Ops Room bought it. | 1:06:47 | 1:06:49 | |
-Barry Clinton? -They all got out alive all right. | 1:06:49 | 1:06:51 | |
-Where's this Me 110? -In a field behind the Royal Lion. -Come on, chaps. Into the truck! | 1:06:51 | 1:06:55 | |
Hey! Damn it! I've got to get a report! | 1:06:55 | 1:06:59 | |
Hello, Baird. | 1:07:25 | 1:07:26 | |
Hello. | 1:07:26 | 1:07:28 | |
Ever seen one of these before? | 1:07:28 | 1:07:29 | |
Oh, quite a few. | 1:07:29 | 1:07:31 | |
It was me who shot down this bird. | 1:07:31 | 1:07:33 | |
You, was it? | 1:07:33 | 1:07:35 | |
I didn't know you were flying ops. | 1:07:35 | 1:07:37 | |
-Well, I got caught up in a scramble. -I see. Nice work anyway. | 1:07:37 | 1:07:40 | |
Do you think I might have a wee bit, just for a souvenir? | 1:07:42 | 1:07:45 | |
You'll get me shot! It's against regulations. | 1:07:45 | 1:07:48 | |
Well, just something for the squadron's gallery. | 1:07:48 | 1:07:50 | |
Oh, well, as it's your first. | 1:07:50 | 1:07:52 | |
I'll look the other way. | 1:07:52 | 1:07:54 | |
How about a nice little altimeter? | 1:07:57 | 1:07:59 | |
THEY CHEER | 1:08:01 | 1:08:02 | |
What a prang! | 1:08:02 | 1:08:05 | |
Wotcher, Septic. Pinching enemy property? | 1:08:06 | 1:08:09 | |
I'm surprised at you, Plumber, encouraging the lad. | 1:08:09 | 1:08:11 | |
-Well, why not? He shot it down. -What! You never! | 1:08:11 | 1:08:14 | |
What a horrible lie! | 1:08:14 | 1:08:16 | |
I went up from the practice flight. | 1:08:16 | 1:08:18 | |
-I was lucky, that's all. -Well, I'll be transmogrified. | 1:08:18 | 1:08:20 | |
Our own Septic's got himself a Jerry. Hurray! | 1:08:20 | 1:08:23 | |
We must do something about this, chaps. | 1:08:23 | 1:08:25 | |
Here we are! Chair the victor! Come on, types! | 1:08:25 | 1:08:27 | |
Come on, you types. | 1:08:27 | 1:08:28 | |
Hey! Put that tail fin down! | 1:08:29 | 1:08:31 | |
ALL: # Oh, a brave aviator lay dying | 1:08:33 | 1:08:37 | |
# And as on his deathbed he lay | 1:08:37 | 1:08:41 | |
# Now, this is the end of my flying | 1:08:41 | 1:08:44 | |
# And this now is all I could say | 1:08:44 | 1:08:48 | |
# Take the connecting rod out of my backbone | 1:08:48 | 1:08:52 | |
# Take the crankshaft from out of my brain | 1:08:52 | 1:08:55 | |
# Take the sparking plugs out of my kidneys | 1:08:55 | 1:08:59 | |
# And assemble the engine again... | 1:08:59 | 1:09:03 | |
# ..So raise up your glasses steady | 1:09:03 | 1:09:06 | |
# Here's a toast to the men of the sky | 1:09:06 | 1:09:10 | |
# Three cheers for the dead already | 1:09:10 | 1:09:14 | |
# Hoorah for the next man to die | 1:09:14 | 1:09:17 | |
# Oh, Septic's got a Jerry in Mobile, in Mobile | 1:09:17 | 1:09:21 | |
# Oh, Septic's got a Jerry in Mobile, in Mobile | 1:09:21 | 1:09:25 | |
# Oh, Septic's got a Jerry | 1:09:25 | 1:09:27 | |
# And the Pimpernels are merry | 1:09:27 | 1:09:28 | |
# For Septic's got a Jerry in Mobile! # | 1:09:28 | 1:09:32 | |
Choose your site, Septic. | 1:09:35 | 1:09:37 | |
Come on. He must have the place of honour. | 1:09:37 | 1:09:39 | |
-Let's shift the derogatory finger. -Give us a hand, one of you louts. | 1:09:39 | 1:09:41 | |
Baird. | 1:09:41 | 1:09:44 | |
Come in here a moment, will you? | 1:09:44 | 1:09:45 | |
Shut the door. | 1:09:52 | 1:09:53 | |
Just been over inspecting my kill, sir. | 1:09:56 | 1:09:58 | |
I didn't call you in here to congratulate you, Baird. | 1:09:58 | 1:10:00 | |
-I know that, sir. -You're still a member of this squadron, | 1:10:00 | 1:10:03 | |
-even if you're non-effective. -Of course, sir. | 1:10:03 | 1:10:05 | |
-That's why I was hanging my piece of 110 on the wall, sir. -Stop nattering about that 110! | 1:10:05 | 1:10:09 | |
It's been done before, you know. | 1:10:14 | 1:10:16 | |
You come bursting in here, grinning all over your face. | 1:10:16 | 1:10:20 | |
-Did you report to intelligence? -I'm sorry, sir. In the excitement, I must have forgotten. | 1:10:20 | 1:10:23 | |
This is an operational squadron, not a flying circus. | 1:10:23 | 1:10:26 | |
We've no time for personal jamborees. | 1:10:26 | 1:10:28 | |
-We've got a job to do. -I realise that, sir. | 1:10:28 | 1:10:31 | |
Perhaps you also realise that you left your radio on transmit | 1:10:35 | 1:10:38 | |
the whole time you were in the air. | 1:10:38 | 1:10:41 | |
-I did, sir? -Yes, you. | 1:10:41 | 1:10:43 | |
The textbook pilot who knows all the answers. | 1:10:43 | 1:10:46 | |
You jammed the channel so that Operations couldn't speak | 1:10:46 | 1:10:49 | |
to any pilot on your frequency. | 1:10:49 | 1:10:51 | |
Pilots returning from a gruelling action, | 1:10:54 | 1:10:57 | |
shot up, short of juice, | 1:10:57 | 1:11:00 | |
not even knowing that their base had been bombed. | 1:11:00 | 1:11:03 | |
H-How did you know it was me, sir? | 1:11:05 | 1:11:06 | |
Because your aircraft was the only one in practice flight with a serviceable radio. | 1:11:06 | 1:11:10 | |
Thank God those that got back landed safely. | 1:11:11 | 1:11:14 | |
Otherwise, I'd run you off the station with my own hands. | 1:11:14 | 1:11:18 | |
Let's face it, Baird. | 1:11:19 | 1:11:21 | |
You may know the training manuals backwards by heart. | 1:11:21 | 1:11:23 | |
But until you've had operational experience | 1:11:23 | 1:11:26 | |
you aren't worth your rations to this squadron. | 1:11:26 | 1:11:28 | |
-It shan't happen again, sir. -Once is too often. | 1:11:28 | 1:11:30 | |
I will not have this squadron made a laughing stock. | 1:11:30 | 1:11:34 | |
For that reason, as far as I'm concerned, | 1:11:35 | 1:11:37 | |
your black won't be published outside these walls. | 1:11:37 | 1:11:40 | |
That is all. | 1:11:40 | 1:11:42 | |
Well, go on. Go and hang your trophy on the wall. | 1:11:44 | 1:11:47 | |
What ails you, Septic? | 1:12:01 | 1:12:03 | |
-You look a trifle parboiled. -Nothing. | 1:12:03 | 1:12:05 | |
I'd rather not discuss it, if you don't mind. | 1:12:05 | 1:12:07 | |
OK, old man, if that's the way you feel. | 1:12:07 | 1:12:09 | |
Where's your trophy, Septic? | 1:12:09 | 1:12:10 | |
-Come on, old boy, you must stick it up. It's squadron property. -We can't have private looting, Septic. | 1:12:10 | 1:12:14 | |
Listen, chaps. I made a mistake. | 1:12:14 | 1:12:17 | |
I haven't had much experience yet, you see and...well, I've been a mutt. | 1:12:17 | 1:12:21 | |
Shame! | 1:12:21 | 1:12:22 | |
That 110... I'm not so sure now. | 1:12:22 | 1:12:24 | |
Perhaps it wasn't mine after all. | 1:12:24 | 1:12:26 | |
-What's that? -Come off it, Septic. | 1:12:26 | 1:12:27 | |
-What's the big idea? -This modesty's most unbecoming. | 1:12:27 | 1:12:29 | |
TANNOY: 'Attention, please. | 1:12:29 | 1:12:31 | |
'Will Pilot Officer Baird report to the Station Commander immediately. 'That is all.' | 1:12:31 | 1:12:35 | |
What you been up to, Septic? | 1:12:35 | 1:12:36 | |
You better put some blotting paper in your trousers, old man. | 1:12:36 | 1:12:39 | |
I shall decide whether you're going to be any use to us | 1:12:41 | 1:12:44 | |
after I've had a talk with your squadron commander. | 1:12:44 | 1:12:47 | |
Meanwhile, I hope you've learned a lesson, Baird. | 1:12:47 | 1:12:50 | |
Discipline and procedure are just as important as courage and skill. | 1:12:50 | 1:12:54 | |
Every man and woman on this station has a part to play | 1:12:54 | 1:12:58 | |
and a strict set of rules to play it by. | 1:12:58 | 1:13:01 | |
I've warned you before that we don't take kindly to people who break the team's rules. | 1:13:01 | 1:13:04 | |
The others are only trying to help you do your job, | 1:13:04 | 1:13:07 | |
and it's up to you to help them do THEIRS. | 1:13:07 | 1:13:10 | |
Yes, sir. | 1:13:10 | 1:13:12 | |
All right. You can go. | 1:13:12 | 1:13:15 | |
Baird, come here. | 1:13:19 | 1:13:22 | |
Have a cigarette. | 1:13:29 | 1:13:31 | |
Well, go on. | 1:13:32 | 1:13:35 | |
Thank you, sir. | 1:13:35 | 1:13:37 | |
Sit down. | 1:13:37 | 1:13:39 | |
I called you back because... | 1:13:42 | 1:13:45 | |
well, because you weren't the only one who let his personal feelings | 1:13:45 | 1:13:48 | |
get the better of his service training today. | 1:13:48 | 1:13:50 | |
I was just as guilty myself. | 1:13:50 | 1:13:52 | |
You, sir? | 1:13:52 | 1:13:54 | |
Yes. In the middle of the bombing, I lost my temper and grabbed hold of a Lewis gun | 1:13:54 | 1:13:57 | |
and started pooping off at the Jerry planes. | 1:13:57 | 1:14:00 | |
Oh, a very natural thing to do, sir. | 1:14:00 | 1:14:03 | |
Natural, perhaps, Baird, but wrong all the same. | 1:14:03 | 1:14:06 | |
I'm a Station Commander, not an ack-ack gunner. | 1:14:06 | 1:14:09 | |
But then, you see, there's nobody here to tear me off a strip. | 1:14:09 | 1:14:12 | |
That's not fair, is it? | 1:14:12 | 1:14:13 | |
-But you're the Station Commander, sir. -Exactly. That's what makes it all the more inexcusable. | 1:14:13 | 1:14:18 | |
Yes, and another thing. | 1:14:20 | 1:14:23 | |
-You didn't see me when you were running to the practice flight, did you? -No, sir. | 1:14:23 | 1:14:26 | |
Well, I was racing for that last Hurricane, but I stopped and let you win. | 1:14:26 | 1:14:30 | |
You LET me win, sir? | 1:14:30 | 1:14:32 | |
Well, you don't imagine I couldn't have beaten you to it? | 1:14:32 | 1:14:34 | |
-I was a pretty good sprinter at school, sir. -Oh, well, we can soon settle that argument. | 1:14:34 | 1:14:37 | |
We'll have a race - 220 yards flat along the perimeter track in full flying kit. | 1:14:37 | 1:14:41 | |
That will show you who'd have got to that Hurricane first. | 1:14:41 | 1:14:43 | |
All right, sir. Now, sir? | 1:14:43 | 1:14:45 | |
No, not now. I need a drink. | 1:14:45 | 1:14:48 | |
I daresay you're feeling a bit dry, too. | 1:14:48 | 1:14:51 | |
But we'll fix a date for that race. | 1:14:51 | 1:14:52 | |
Don't forget to remind me. | 1:14:52 | 1:14:53 | |
I won't, sir. | 1:14:53 | 1:14:55 | |
Excuse me. | 1:15:02 | 1:15:04 | |
Anything to oblige, old boy. | 1:15:04 | 1:15:05 | |
Oh, it's you, Septic. Peter Moon was asking for you just now. | 1:15:05 | 1:15:07 | |
Squadron Leader Moon? Well, where is he? | 1:15:07 | 1:15:10 | |
He's over there by the bar nattering to the Tiger. | 1:15:10 | 1:15:13 | |
Thanks. | 1:15:13 | 1:15:14 | |
Course, it's for you to decide, sir, but that's what I strongly recommend. | 1:15:20 | 1:15:23 | |
Very well, Peter. | 1:15:26 | 1:15:27 | |
I didn't intend to take any action, | 1:15:27 | 1:15:29 | |
but if that's the way you want it, I will. | 1:15:29 | 1:15:32 | |
Oh, there you are, Baird. | 1:15:32 | 1:15:33 | |
Been looking for you high and low. | 1:15:33 | 1:15:35 | |
You're flying as my Yellow Two tomorrow. | 1:15:35 | 1:15:37 | |
Readiness first light. | 1:15:37 | 1:15:39 | |
# I don't want to join the air force | 1:15:46 | 1:15:49 | |
# I don't want to go to war | 1:15:49 | 1:15:53 | |
# I'd rather hang around Piccadilly underground | 1:15:53 | 1:15:56 | |
# Living on the earnings of a high-born lady | 1:15:56 | 1:16:00 | |
# I don't want to lose my tail plane | 1:16:00 | 1:16:03 | |
# I don't want my rudder shot away | 1:16:03 | 1:16:06 | |
# I'd rather stay in England | 1:16:07 | 1:16:09 | |
# In merry, merry England... # | 1:16:09 | 1:16:11 | |
I reckon she must have dived in there to take cover. | 1:16:25 | 1:16:27 | |
What's the use, anyway? | 1:16:27 | 1:16:29 | |
We heaves her out and tidies her up and back come the ruddy Jerries, have to start all over again. | 1:16:29 | 1:16:32 | |
Don't worry, chum. Another couple of days of this | 1:16:32 | 1:16:35 | |
and there won't be any perishing station left to tidy. | 1:16:35 | 1:16:37 | |
Got a fag? | 1:16:37 | 1:16:39 | |
No. | 1:16:39 | 1:16:40 | |
I wrote to your wife this morning, | 1:16:43 | 1:16:44 | |
so I expect she'll be coming to see you in hospital. | 1:16:44 | 1:16:47 | |
All you've got to do is to get fit as quickly as you can. | 1:16:47 | 1:16:50 | |
If there's anything you want, you let me know, will you? | 1:16:50 | 1:16:53 | |
-Good luck. -Is that the lot now? | 1:16:53 | 1:16:55 | |
Yes. | 1:16:55 | 1:16:56 | |
Been seeing anything of Septic lately? | 1:17:02 | 1:17:04 | |
He's giving me dinner at Maidstone tonight. | 1:17:04 | 1:17:05 | |
-Oh, quite an occasion! -Isn't it? I'm very thrilled about it. | 1:17:05 | 1:17:09 | |
It's certainly an achievement. So long, my dear. | 1:17:09 | 1:17:12 | |
Bye. | 1:17:12 | 1:17:13 | |
Good afternoon. And how's our lady of the lamp? | 1:17:18 | 1:17:20 | |
If you're referring to the Clinton bungalow beacon, that's still under control. | 1:17:20 | 1:17:24 | |
I was referring to your activities amongst our sick and wounded. | 1:17:24 | 1:17:27 | |
You look tired. | 1:17:27 | 1:17:29 | |
Aren't we all? | 1:17:29 | 1:17:31 | |
It's a marvel to me how those boys go up time after time. | 1:17:31 | 1:17:35 | |
No proper rest, few comforts left. | 1:17:35 | 1:17:38 | |
-Well, how do YOU manage? -Me? Oh, that's quite different. | 1:17:38 | 1:17:41 | |
It isn't, you know. | 1:17:41 | 1:17:43 | |
We keep going because... well, we've GOT to keep going, | 1:17:43 | 1:17:46 | |
isn't that it? | 1:17:46 | 1:17:48 | |
Yes, I suppose so. | 1:17:48 | 1:17:50 | |
I'm a bit worried about Barry. | 1:17:50 | 1:17:52 | |
He's feeling the strain badly. | 1:17:52 | 1:17:54 | |
Well, I was just on my way down to Emergency Ops. | 1:17:54 | 1:17:57 | |
He worries so dreadfully. | 1:17:57 | 1:17:59 | |
He seems to take responsibility for every single casualty. | 1:17:59 | 1:18:02 | |
I'll try and talk some sense into him. | 1:18:02 | 1:18:04 | |
-Thank you. -So long, my dear. | 1:18:04 | 1:18:06 | |
Bored with her, Dusty? | 1:18:16 | 1:18:18 | |
It's not that, old man. I want to get some sleep. | 1:18:18 | 1:18:20 | |
Tell us about your love life, Septic. | 1:18:20 | 1:18:22 | |
That'll put us ALL to sleep. | 1:18:22 | 1:18:23 | |
He's a dark horse. Aren't you, Septic? | 1:18:23 | 1:18:26 | |
I don't have to titivate my senses with paper substitutes | 1:18:26 | 1:18:28 | |
-if that's what you mean. -Who is she, Septic? | 1:18:28 | 1:18:30 | |
Is she a braw Scots lassie? | 1:18:30 | 1:18:32 | |
Tell us a real bedtime story, Septic. | 1:18:32 | 1:18:33 | |
Come on, Septic. Don't be bashful. | 1:18:33 | 1:18:37 | |
Well, since you all take such a kindly interest in my affairs, | 1:18:37 | 1:18:39 | |
I may as well tell you that | 1:18:39 | 1:18:41 | |
I've got a date with a very beautiful girl in Maidstone this evening. | 1:18:41 | 1:18:44 | |
-Well, blow me down. -Who'd have thought it! | 1:18:44 | 1:18:46 | |
Good old Septic, a very parfait gentle knight. | 1:18:46 | 1:18:49 | |
Are you ready for a game of chess, sir? | 1:18:51 | 1:18:53 | |
I don't mind if I do. Provided you let me win for once. | 1:18:53 | 1:18:56 | |
Fan me! | 1:18:56 | 1:18:57 | |
Five sorties, and then chess? | 1:18:57 | 1:19:00 | |
Your mother might not have known it, Septic, | 1:19:00 | 1:19:02 | |
but what she gave birth to was a wonder child. | 1:19:02 | 1:19:06 | |
What's the form, Barry? | 1:19:23 | 1:19:24 | |
Nothing much on the table at the moment, sir. | 1:19:24 | 1:19:27 | |
I don't like it. | 1:19:32 | 1:19:34 | |
Why not? | 1:19:34 | 1:19:36 | |
We could all do with a bit of a rest, couldn't we? | 1:19:36 | 1:19:38 | |
It's unlike Jerry to lay off, sir, just when he's got us rocking. | 1:19:38 | 1:19:41 | |
Sufficient unto the day. | 1:19:41 | 1:19:43 | |
You worry too much, Barry. You're losing weight. | 1:19:43 | 1:19:45 | |
It's the smell of a boot, sir. Interferes with the digestion. | 1:19:45 | 1:19:49 | |
Ah. Here they come. | 1:19:49 | 1:19:50 | |
"H" for Hostile, 7-5, "S" for Sugar, 3-9-1-9. | 1:19:50 | 1:19:54 | |
12 aircraft, no height. | 1:19:54 | 1:19:56 | |
"H" for Hostile 7-6, 3-0-0-6. | 1:19:56 | 1:19:59 | |
Get Pimpernel off, Bonzo. | 1:19:59 | 1:20:01 | |
Six aircraft's about all they can muster, sir. | 1:20:01 | 1:20:03 | |
They've done 49 sorties today already. | 1:20:03 | 1:20:05 | |
Well, it's getting late. May fizzle out. | 1:20:05 | 1:20:08 | |
I'll wait and see how it develops. | 1:20:10 | 1:20:12 | |
Hello. Pimpernel dispersal? | 1:20:12 | 1:20:14 | |
Patrol Dover Angels 1-8. | 1:20:14 | 1:20:16 | |
Dover Angels 1-8. | 1:20:16 | 1:20:17 | |
Don't forget, Septic, you're flying as my Black Two. | 1:20:24 | 1:20:27 | |
Here we go again. Poor perishers. | 1:20:30 | 1:20:33 | |
Haven't you got that ruddy blower working yet? | 1:20:33 | 1:20:36 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader, Pimpernel Leader, Sapper calling. | 1:21:24 | 1:21:27 | |
Make Angels as quickly as you can. | 1:21:27 | 1:21:29 | |
Bandits approaching from the southeast. Over. | 1:21:29 | 1:21:32 | |
'OK, Sapper. | 1:21:32 | 1:21:33 | |
'What Angels are bandits? Over.' | 1:21:33 | 1:21:36 | |
Don't know, can't see from here. Over. | 1:21:36 | 1:21:40 | |
You funny little man. That'll cost you a drink. Out. | 1:21:40 | 1:21:43 | |
Close up, Black Two, I'm going to climb. Keep your eyes skinned. | 1:21:56 | 1:22:00 | |
"H" Hostile 7-6. "R" Robert... | 1:22:13 | 1:22:16 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader, Pimpernel Leader. Sapper calling. | 1:22:16 | 1:22:19 | |
Watch out for bandits above and behind you. | 1:22:19 | 1:22:22 | |
'Above and behind, over.' | 1:22:22 | 1:22:25 | |
Hello, Sapper. Pimpernel Leader answering. OK. Out. | 1:22:25 | 1:22:28 | |
Hello, Leader, Black Two calling. 109s above at four o'clock, over. | 1:22:36 | 1:22:39 | |
OK, Black Two. I can see them. Prepare to break. | 1:22:41 | 1:22:43 | |
No, hold it. They're Spitties. Over. | 1:22:46 | 1:22:50 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader, Pimpernel Leader. Sapper calling. | 1:22:50 | 1:22:53 | |
Bandits ahead of you. Ahead of you. Will cross from starboard to port. | 1:22:53 | 1:22:57 | |
'Starboard to port. Over.' | 1:22:57 | 1:22:59 | |
Hello, Sapper. Pimpernel Leader answering. I see 'em. | 1:23:16 | 1:23:19 | |
Tally ho! Tally ho! | 1:23:19 | 1:23:21 | |
Hello, chaps. Leader calling. Prepare to break. | 1:23:21 | 1:23:23 | |
Line astern. Line astern. | 1:23:23 | 1:23:24 | |
Go! | 1:23:24 | 1:23:27 | |
Nice work, Septic. | 1:24:19 | 1:24:20 | |
Your bird, sir. | 1:24:20 | 1:24:23 | |
Sounds as if Septic had winged one. | 1:24:27 | 1:24:30 | |
Yes, good boy. | 1:24:30 | 1:24:32 | |
"H" for Hostile 7-6, "R" Robert 7-3-6-2. | 1:24:35 | 1:24:38 | |
Now, how the hell did that get there? | 1:24:41 | 1:24:43 | |
Puts them up sun now, sir, to our boys. | 1:24:43 | 1:24:45 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader, Pimpernel Leader. Sapper calling. | 1:24:45 | 1:24:48 | |
Hawks in the sun. Hawks in the sun. | 1:24:48 | 1:24:50 | |
Closing in on you rapidly from the southwest. Over. | 1:24:50 | 1:24:53 | |
GUNFIRE | 1:24:54 | 1:24:57 | |
Watch your tail, Leader. Watch your tail. | 1:25:14 | 1:25:17 | |
GUNFIRE | 1:25:32 | 1:25:33 | |
Hello, Septic, hello, Septic. Are you all right? Over. | 1:26:01 | 1:26:05 | |
Hello, Leader. Septic answering. | 1:26:10 | 1:26:13 | |
Yes, I'm all right. | 1:26:13 | 1:26:15 | |
Trouble is, can't open hood. | 1:26:35 | 1:26:38 | |
Chin up, Septic. You don't sound too good. | 1:26:38 | 1:26:40 | |
Better park down on Manston. I'll lead you down. | 1:26:40 | 1:26:42 | |
Try and keep height. Over. | 1:26:42 | 1:26:46 | |
Hello, Leader. Hello, Leader. | 1:26:49 | 1:26:52 | |
Septic answering. | 1:26:54 | 1:26:57 | |
Your message received and understood. | 1:26:57 | 1:27:01 | |
See if you can get their position. Maybe we can help them. | 1:27:14 | 1:27:17 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Leader, Pimpernel Leader. Sapper calling. | 1:27:17 | 1:27:19 | |
Over to button "B", button "B", | 1:27:19 | 1:27:21 | |
and transmit for fix. Over. | 1:27:21 | 1:27:24 | |
Hello, Sapper. Pimpernel Leader answering. | 1:27:24 | 1:27:26 | |
I will transmit for fix. | 1:27:26 | 1:27:28 | |
Please keep channel free | 1:27:28 | 1:27:29 | |
for me to assist Black Two down on to Manston. Over. | 1:27:29 | 1:27:32 | |
OK, OK. Over. | 1:27:32 | 1:27:33 | |
Tell the DF Stations to concentrate on Pimpernel Leader. | 1:27:33 | 1:27:36 | |
Get through to Manston. Tell them to have the crash tender | 1:27:36 | 1:27:38 | |
-and the ambulance on the top line. -All stations concentrate on Pimpernel Leader, button "B". | 1:27:38 | 1:27:42 | |
Has Squadron Leader Clinton left yet? | 1:27:46 | 1:27:48 | |
-Not yet, ma'am. -Is the squadron still up? | 1:27:48 | 1:27:50 | |
I believe so, ma'am. | 1:27:50 | 1:27:51 | |
That means some of the stragglers will be landing in the dark. | 1:27:51 | 1:27:54 | |
I must hurry. | 1:27:54 | 1:27:55 | |
-Good night. -Good night. | 1:27:55 | 1:27:57 | |
Hello, Sapper, Sapper. Pimpernel Red One calling. | 1:27:57 | 1:28:00 | |
We've disengaged and are returning to base, over. | 1:28:00 | 1:28:03 | |
Hello, Pimpernel Red one. Red one. | 1:28:03 | 1:28:05 | |
OK, OK. | 1:28:05 | 1:28:06 | |
Have you seen Leader or Black Two? Over. | 1:28:06 | 1:28:09 | |
Hello, Sapper. Red One answering. | 1:28:09 | 1:28:11 | |
Not for some time. Anything I can do? Over. | 1:28:11 | 1:28:14 | |
Hello, Red One, Red One. Sapper answering. | 1:28:14 | 1:28:16 | |
We are trying to help them home. | 1:28:16 | 1:28:18 | |
Please keep R/T silence unless urgent. Over. | 1:28:18 | 1:28:21 | |
Hello, Sapper. OK, absolutely. Out. | 1:28:21 | 1:28:24 | |
-0-7-0. -0-6-0. -0-9-5. | 1:28:24 | 1:28:28 | |
Pimpernel Leader. "R" Robert 8-0-7-4. | 1:28:28 | 1:28:31 | |
Get all the pilots you can on Fighter 6-2. | 1:28:31 | 1:28:34 | |
Well, they ought to make Manston if he's got height enough. | 1:28:34 | 1:28:37 | |
Who was it said that waiting was the worst part of war? | 1:28:38 | 1:28:42 | |
I don't know. | 1:28:42 | 1:28:45 | |
'Hello, Septic, Peter Moon here. | 1:28:56 | 1:28:59 | |
'Try and make some height, old man. | 1:28:59 | 1:29:01 | |
'Try and make some height. Over. | 1:29:01 | 1:29:05 | |
'Hello, leader. Septic answering. | 1:29:05 | 1:29:09 | |
'Doing my best. | 1:29:09 | 1:29:11 | |
'No power. | 1:29:11 | 1:29:13 | |
'Can't seem to get her nose...' | 1:29:14 | 1:29:17 | |
He sounds in a bad way, sir. | 1:29:19 | 1:29:22 | |
Hope he remembers to switch over to receive. | 1:29:22 | 1:29:25 | |
He will. He's learned that lesson. | 1:29:25 | 1:29:28 | |
-Hello. Where are you off to? -Just off to the bungalow. | 1:29:31 | 1:29:34 | |
Some of the boys are still airborne. | 1:29:34 | 1:29:35 | |
-Is Septic with them? -I don't know. Very probably, I should think. | 1:29:35 | 1:29:38 | |
I'm just dashing home to change. I got held up at the hospital. | 1:29:38 | 1:29:41 | |
Hope he's not down yet. | 1:29:41 | 1:29:43 | |
I don't want to be late for our first assignment. | 1:29:43 | 1:29:44 | |
-You'd better hurry, then. -Yes, bye. Be seeing you. -Bye. | 1:29:44 | 1:29:47 | |
'Hello, Sapper. Hello, Sapper. | 1:29:53 | 1:29:57 | |
'Elfin One calling. | 1:29:57 | 1:29:59 | |
'Elfin One calling. | 1:29:59 | 1:30:01 | |
'Are you receiving me? | 1:30:03 | 1:30:05 | |
'Are you receiving me? | 1:30:05 | 1:30:08 | |
'Elfin One over to Sapper, over.' | 1:30:08 | 1:30:12 | |
That was his call sign when he first came in to Neethley. | 1:30:12 | 1:30:15 | |
'Hello, Sapper... | 1:30:22 | 1:30:23 | |
'Septic calling. | 1:30:24 | 1:30:26 | |
'Septic calling. | 1:30:27 | 1:30:31 | |
'Please... | 1:30:31 | 1:30:33 | |
'..tell the Tiger | 1:30:35 | 1:30:38 | |
'our race | 1:30:38 | 1:30:40 | |
'will have to be postponed... | 1:30:40 | 1:30:45 | |
'indefinitely. | 1:30:45 | 1:30:48 | |
'Out.' | 1:30:48 | 1:30:51 | |
Hello, Septic. Hello, Septic. | 1:30:57 | 1:30:59 | |
This is the Tiger answering. | 1:30:59 | 1:31:01 | |
Your message received | 1:31:07 | 1:31:09 | |
and understood. | 1:31:09 | 1:31:11 | |
Out. | 1:31:14 | 1:31:16 |