(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(TRAIN CHUGGING)
(BRAKES SCREECHING)
(TANK RUMBLING)
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(TANK CLANKING)
(GUNS FIRING)
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(GUNS CONTINUE FIRING)
Why? How could it happen?
Another 100 meters
and the Americans would have captured the Obercassel Bridge.
It was the only escape route for our units in that sector.
Escape route'? No.
A highway for the American army into the heart of Germany.
In any case, the Fuhrer has determined
you shall not take such a risk again.
(EXPLODING)
Not very likely. There's only one bridge left.
And already it is threatened by the American forces.
One breakthrough, a few hours, and it too can be lost.
General von Brock,
you must prepare to destroy the Remagen Bridge at the earliest possible moment.
Destroy?
We have 75,000 men who would be trapped on the other side of the Rhine.
And if the bridge falls to the enemy,
are you prepared for the consequences?
These men are all that's left of the 15th Army.
Their only hope of salvation is that bridge.
The 15th Army will stand or die.
The Fuhrer has ordered that not one foot of our sacred soil
will be yielded to the enemy.
Herr Feldmarschall,
if orders won wars,
we wouldn't now be fighting with our backs against the Rhine.
We'd be dancing at the London Savoy.
I suggest you speak more carefully, Herr General.
You might be misunderstood.
These are your written orders.
Under present conditions, I must require your countersignature.
Quite clear, Herr Fe/dmarschall.
I'm to destroy Remagen Bridge
at the earliest possible moment.
Gute nacht, gentlemen.
I'm sorry the war has disturbed your sleep.
What a brilliant plan to shorten the war.
Do just what the enemy wants.
(SOLDIERS CHATTERING)
Just got word from G-2.
At least 50,000 Germans are still here,
on this side of the Rhine,
starting to move toward the bridge at Remagen.
But we're gonna cut 'em off. Who's out front now, Colonel Dent?
27th Armored Infantry, sir.
GENERAL: You again, eh, Barnes?
Somebody has to be up there, sir.
All right, now, listen to me.
I want those Germans.
I want an armored recon outfit to make an all-out run for the river.
See what kind of resistance we're gonna find.
That's Indian country out there.
Loose German units everywhere.
But I don't want any tippy-toe tactics. We've gotta move fast.
Sir, the men have been on the move for weeks. They're dead on their feet.
BARNES: So are the Germans, sir,
if you don't mind my saying so, sir.
Do you think you can do it?
I know we can, sir.
It's our only chance to grab the 15th Army
before it reaches the Remagen Bridge
and hightails it across the Rhine.
Be nice if that bridge would still be in one piece
-when we got there, wouldn't it, General? - Forget bridges.
If the Germans haven't blown them, our air force will.
All right, get going. You're spearhead.
Strike for Stadt Meckenheim tonight.
If you hit serious trouble there, holler.
With luck, we may reach the Rhine tomorrow.
Yes, sir.
We are spearhead again, Johnny.
Well, it's orders.
You got a light, Major?
You, uh, don't want the Russkies to beat us to Berlin, do you?
Think I should care?
Well, whether you do or you don't,
our mission is to get to the river.
Next stop, Stadt Meckenheim by tonight.
So, uh, give 'em hell, you hear? Keep sharp.
You're the cuttin' edge.
(JEEP ENGINE REVVING)
- Hey, Pattison, come here! - Hold it!
We're on the move again. Where's Hartman?
He's still up ahead, sir, riding point.
Okay. Let's go.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
You know something, Angel'? You're a pig.
(CHUCKLES)
I love you too, sir.
Everybody makes a profit out of the war. Why shouldn't I?
You know your trouble, Lieutenant?
You got no ambition.
I'm going out of this war rich.
Or dead, Angel.
You may be dead.
If I do get it, I got a present for you.
Might help you get into heaven.
Who'd you steal that off?
My mother.
You're a pig.
Why don't you get off my back?
(JEEP APPROACHING)
- Hello, John. - Any casualties, Phil?
We hit 'em too fast.
Look, we've got a new mission.
Stadt Meckenheim by nightfall.
Barnes volunteering us for action again?
Tell you we're the cutting edge?
Look, will you forget Barnes?
Brass gives the orders.
Barnes jumps in and picks 'em up like some dog picks up a bone.
"Sir, there's nothing my boys like better than some screamin'..."
Look, just knock it off, Phil!
Okay, John.
- Angel! - ANGELO: Yes, sir?
Pack up! We're moving out!
ANGELO: Where to?
Toward the enemy!
We're moving out!
- Look, John... - Look, you gonna ride point?
Do you want me to take it?
I am.
Move it!
- $30. -$30?
27 jewels.
Swiss movement. Best German watch you can buy.
ANGELO: Round up!
- Payday, Angel? - Payday hell. Now.
Oh, Christ, Angel, I'm gonna be here.
What are you asking for the $10 watch?
Hey, Lieutenant, I hear we're getting a three-day pass.
Not funny, Slavek.
- I thought I'd take up photo... - Clean it!
(LOADING GUN)
A snafu like that again, Bissell, your ass is mine.
ANGELO: Come on, move it!
Let's go, Grebs.
Mount up!
ANGELO: Get that truck into line there!
HARTMAN: We're moving out!
Major Kreuger, this way, please.
(TYPEWRITERS CLACKING)
One moment, please.
BROCK: Herr Major.
Paul, I'm glad you could come. Sit down.
You're looking well.
Feeling much better, thank you.
I had no idea that you were in the hospital.
- Now that is unimportant. - No, thank you.
I signed my own discharge.
Why in such a hurry? Weren't there any pretty nurses?
Oh, yes. Yeah.
And there was too much bad news.
You had your share.
It was a blow to learn that General von Kreuger was killed in action.
He was a great soldier, your father.
Have you been home?
Uh, not yet.
At this time I think it's better that
one should be doing something.
I understand the Russians are at the Elbe.
Yes.
- And here? - Worse. Utter confusion.
Every day I get orders to attack with divisions that no longer exist.
Hitler still thinks he's winning the war.
The army helped bring Hitler into power.
Are you saying we made a mistake?
I'll show you something.
Here, the 15th Army, or what's left of it.
75,000 men trapped.
Here. Remagen Bridge, the only way to get these men out.
And what are my orders? Blow it up?
What in God's name can I do?
One could only do one's duty.
What's that?
Delay.
Try and save the army.
Hold the bridge as long as possible.
Are you suggesting I disobey an order?
If I put you in command of that bridge,
would you hold it open as long as possible?
What are the defenses?
One regular company, a reserve company,
600 volunteers, 200 Hitler youth, an antiaircraft unit.
About 1,600 men, all told, fully equipped.
That is good.
Where are the Americans?
Around Waal.
What if they break through to Stadt Meckenheim and threaten Remagen?
I managed to hold two panzer battalions in reserve.
When shall I take command?
Be at the bridge by morning.
Paul, you understand that in the circumstances,
I cannot give you a written order.
But I do promise you my full support.
From you, sir, that's quite enough.
(TYPEWRITERS CLACKING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(JEEP APPROACHING)
What's wrong?
Why'd you stop?
It's too easy.
No mines, no roadblocks.
They don't have time. They're pullin' out.
The whole damn German army's on the run.
Well, maybe not here. Maybe they're not pulling out here.
What? So you're gonna stop at every farmhouse,
-every lousy bend in the road? - I don't know.
I'll tell you when I come to them.
Why the hell don't you admit it?
You don't like riding point.
I don't like riding point.
All right. I'm gonna ride point.
Just you keep up tight behind me.
Depends how fast you're going.
Well, come on. Let's go.
ANGELO: Hold it, you guys. Stay in your trucks.
Grebs!
Get that kraut car up here.
GREBS: Yes.
What do you think it was? A mine?
Antitank shell.
Take your half-track, cut across that field to the farmhouse.
When you hear these go off, come in fast.
Start her up. We're movin' out.
ANGELO: The rest of you stay back.
What do you think they got in that farmhouse'?
I don't know, Grebs, but it ain't candy.
Yes, sir.
(DOG BARKING)
Easy, Grebs. Normal speed.
They spot our uniforms now, it's goodbye, Nancy.
I think they seen us, sir.
Give it everything you've got. Go. Go!
Closer! Get in closer!
(EXPLODING)
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)
Push 'em out!
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
Jemcoe?
Yeah?
- Think we ought to check the barn. - I think you're right, Angel.
(CHUCKLING)
What's the matter, Glover?
(SIGHING)
Nothing, sir. I, uh...
Just for a minute there, I was awful tired.
Sometimes it hits you like that.
Yes, sir.
This is Captain Colt, sir.
I couldn't leave him in the road.
Well,
what was all that about, Lieutenant?
Target practice, sir. Gotta keep sharp.
We're the cutting edge.
(YAWNING)
How'd Johnny get it?
Antitank shell.
He was trying too hard, or he was pushed too hard.
Oh, what the hell do you mean by that?
He was tired. He got careless.
We all push too hard. We're all tired.
Not as tired as he was.
(SIGHING)
Well,
I guess this makes you command officer of Company "A."
You take over from Johnny.
Why me?
Because you're available. That's why.
Why not Pattison?
Ah, he's too green.
Look, um, Hartman,
I know, uh, it's been a hard blow.
It's always a shock to lose a buddy,
a man you worked with and fought with.
I mean, we're all human.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, uh,
I realize Captain Colt was your friend.
He was my friend, too.
Bullshit.
Would you, uh, care to rephrase that, Lieutenant?
You don't have any friends out here, Major.
Neither do I. We can't afford 'em. Either one of us.
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
ANGELO: Hey, watch the gate!
What in the name of God is going on?
(MEN SHOUTING)
Did I see rations?
SOLDIER: Here, chick, chick, chickie.
What kind of outfit is this?
The men are tired, Major. They're blowing off steam.
SOLDIER: Hey, Angel, who brought the barbecue sauce?
Okay -
(SOLDIER CHATTERING)
I'm Company C.O. What are my orders?
We are punching our way through to the Rhine at top speed.
German lines are fluid this side of the river.
I can't tell you what to expect.
But I want you in Stadt Meckenheim by tonight.
And you can tell your men
I'll give them leave soon as they hit the river.
How do you know Stadt Meckenheim isn't crawling with Germans?
What if they unload on us?
Then we'll know.
Won't we, Lieutenant?
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
Angel!
Angel, we're movin' out!
Chicken dinner.
Move it.
Just having a little recreation, sir.
(LAUGHING)
Didn't you forget something, Sergeant?
Huh? Uh, yeah, well, I checked them all out. Nothing worth, uh, much.
- Except this. - Let's go, Grebs.
Wilhelm, what's holding us up?
It's a checkpoint ahead, Herr Major.
(MAN SHOUTING COMMANDS IN GERMAN)
(RIFLES COCKING)
(MAN SHOUTING COMMANDS IN GERMAN)
Your papers?
Where are you going?
Remagen. General von Brock's orders.
What was the meaning of that?
To set an example.
Maybe other officers will stay at their posts.
Better to die facing the enemy
than the firing squad.
You may go on. Heil Hitler.
(SIGHS)
Wilhelm, a cigarette.
Thank you, Major.
It's not good, Herr Major.
When we do such things.
Shoot our own officers by the road.
Then I think the war is lost.
(DOG BARKING)
- GREBS: This Meckenheim? - Yeah.
What do you think?
We'll split up.
You go in from the right across the field.
I'll go straight down the road.
We'll meet at the church.
I don't see any white flags.
You think they're friendly?
Let's sit tight until the patrol comes in.
What a way to fight a war. The goddamn conquering army sleeping in the streets.
The krauts nice and warm in their beds.
HARTMAN: All clear, Angel. Secure the town.
Bed down the rest of the men.
Send a signal to Major Barnes...
Murray!
Send a signal to Major Barnes with the main column.
"Entered Meckenheim 2300. No, repeat, no resistance.
I'll wait further orders. Hartman."
ANGELO: Where do I bed the men down? In the half-tracks?
Speak to Pattison. He found someplace.
Hotel?
Yeah. First class.
(MEN CHATTERING)
- Jesus Christ, It's a goddamn jail. - I want my lawyer.
SOLDIER 1: Home sweet home.
SOLDIER 2: Where's the can?
SOLDIER 3: Use your boot.
SOLDIER 4: Oh, man. Real showers.
SOLDIER 5: It got a fan here.
I think that's mine.
SOLDER 6: Move "m, Grabs. That's my bunk.
All right, boys, find a spot and sack out.
(MEN CHATTERING)
SOLDIER 5: We'll rot in these mattresses.
I've seen better accommodations in a zoo.
(MEN CHATTERING)
Clear the way. Come on, make room, boys.
- SOLDIER: Ah, come on, sir. - Make room.
ANGELO: Let me in.
What's the matter with you guys?
- You never saw a girl before? - Not like that.
-(MEN CHUCKLING) - She's fine.
- Get out. - What?
- Out. Out! - You're joking.
- You're joking. What? - SOLDIER: Ah, come on.
-(ALL CLAMORING) - Out!
What do you want, Angel? Get her all for yourself?
- But you don't understand, Angel. - Get out!
- You don't understand. - Move it!
- I love her. - Move it!
But I love...
They scared you, huh?
Well, you don't have anything to worry about.
I wouldn't let one of those guys lay a glove on you.
You understand?
Would you like to sit down?
Listen, everything's gonna be all right.
I'll be nice to you.
I swear to God.
Uh, you... You hungry?
Chocolate.
Real.
(DOOR OPENING)
What the hell's going on? Who brought her in here?
She was here all the time for Christ sakes.
What are you doing here?
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
The Germans arrested me.
- I am French. - Wait a minute.
- I thought you didn't speak English. - Go on, get out. Get out.
You're a bastard, sir.
If there's not enough for everybody, Sergeant,
there sure is hell ain't enough for you.
If I see her in there again, I'll break your neck.
Lieutenant, she went that way.
(PLAYING HARMONICA)
What are you gonna do with all your money, Slavek?
Buy me the biggest whorehouse in Texas.
Then lock the door and retire.
The bastard's already got over $1,200 in Markers from all us poor people.
Deducting, of course, what I owe you, Lieutenant.
- I'm going to sleep. - Lieutenant.
This, uh, this belonged to Captain Colt, sir.
And being as you're acting C.O.,
- I guess you'll be the man to write the letter. - Yeah.
- Well, he sure was a first class... - Yeah.
- No, what I mean is, sir, all the men... - Can it, soldier.
Cold bastard, ain't he?
What is it you owe me, Slavek?
$78.50.
Yeah, well, that's all you're worth to me, Slavek. $78.50.
Not a damn bit more.
And in the future, you watch your mouth.
All right, let's play cards.
(DOOR SLAMMING)
I thought I kicked you out.
I've nowhere to go.
How'd you get here?
I'll sleep with you.
Do you have cigarettes?
Help yourself.
I lived with a German.
He was killed in the Ardennes.
Before that, I went to a convent school.
They didn't teach you this in the convent.
Privileges of rank, huh, Lieutenant?
What do you want?
A signal from Barnes at battalion headquarters.
Tough, huh?
Get the men up. We're moving out.
Those men are tired. They'll kill us.
They're so happy we didn't find any Germans here,
they want us to keep going till we do.
Where might that be?
(CAR HORN HONKING)
Captain Schmidt, Remagen Bridge security command.
Major Kreuger.
Thank God you have come. Headquarters told me you were on the way.
- I must use your phone. - Yes.
(SIGHING)
Yes, this is Major Kreuger.
Get me General von Brock at Rhineland headquarters.
Yes, it's urgent.
What's the last report on the Americans?
Still in Stadt Meckenheim.
Good. Perhaps they'll head towards Bonn.
- Please. - Thank you.
At least it'll give us a little time to prepare our defenses.
Captain Schmidt...
Oh, excuse me, Herr Major.
You must do something about the civilian traffic.
It's getting worse by the hour.
We can't get our work done.
This is Captain Baumann, our chief engineering officer. Major Kreuger.
I'm glad you're here, Herr Major.
Herr Major, if we don't leave the bridge,
we'll never be ready to blow it.
The most immediate problem, Baumann,
is not to blow the bridge up, but to keep it up.
Excuse me, Herr Major,
but is it not true the Fuhrer has ordered the bridge destroyed?
Has the Fuhrer transmitted his orders directly to you,
or are you simply spreading idle gossip?
But I only understood that...
At this moment, Baumann, a loose tongue is our most dangerous enemy.
As an officer, surely you know
the penalty for spreading defeatist rumors.
- Please sit down, Captain Schmidt. - Certainly.
Baumann, you stay.
Can you brief me on the condition of all of the units
listed at our disposal here?
Regular company. Is it fit for instant duty?
But there is no regular company.
KREUGER: I don't understand.
It's been transferred.
Huh.
The reserve company. Is it fully equipped?
SCHMIDT: It no longer exists.
And the 600 Polish and Russian volunteers? Can we count on them?
The so called volunteers have vanished.
Captain Schmidt, on paper at least you have some 1,600 men.
How many, in fact, do you have?
About 200.
Including the bridge detail.
And the 400 militia?
Holstein?
The Hitler youth?
Erfurt.
- Where are the others? - Deserted.
Herr Kapitan,
do you realize what you are saying is treason?
No, Major.
Only the truth.
(PHONE RINGING)
Yes?
General von Brock is temporarily unavailable.
This is Major Kreuger.
You will convey this message to the general.
It is imperative that he send two panzer battalions at once.
(SIGHING)
So, Captain Baumann,
I trust that in the event of an emergency,
at least the explosives are in place to blow up the bridge.
Not yet, Herr Major.
It is reported that 600 kilos of high explosives are on the way.
But perhaps that, too, is only a rumor.
Captain Schmidt.
SCHMIDT: Major?
Those towers will give us an excellent field to fire on the bridge.
- What is in them? - Two heavy machine guns on each side.
That old barge, it will be very useful.
- We'll put weapons on it. - Yes, Herr Major.
Come. Show me your defenses.
With only 36 men, sir, there's a limit to what we can do.
Sergeant Becker, I'm not asking you to launch a major offensive.
I'm only asking that you hold off the enemy until our reinforcements arrive.
Excuse me, Herr Major. We have heard a lot about reinforcements.
The men don't believe it anymore.
I tell you two panzer battalions will be here in a few hours.
Do you believe me?
Yes, Herr Major.
Then you make your men believe it. Do you understand?
KREUGER: That's the road the enemy tanks will have to take.
The approaches to the bridge, are they mined?
SCHMIDT: Heavily mined, Herr Major. Ready to blow.
No enemy tank will reach the bridge.
Leutnant Eckert, for the moment,
these are the heaviest defenses we have against the enemy.
- A great deal depends on you. - Yes, Herr Major.
Good.
Our best shelter. A whole mountain above us.
First class gun position.
Get a work crew to strengthen these gun emplacements at once.
Herr Major, still no answer from General von Brock.
Keep trying-
What is this?
SCHMIDT: The master switch to destroy the bridge.
When we have the explosives.
And the detonating circuit? What if it fails?
Herr Major.
Nine centimeter cable. Heavy steel pipe.
The circuit is tested every hour.
What if it fails?
An emergency fuse can be lit by hand.
Over there, by the rail.
If we have the explosives.
I know, Captain Schmidt.
I know.
I must go to the town at once
-to see about civil defense. -(AIR RAID SIREN WAILING)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
(MAN SHOUTING)
(TANKS FIRING)
(HORSE NEIGHING)
They are hitting direct.
(BOMBS DROPPING)
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(EXPLOSIONS)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
(GIRL CRYING)
(EXPLOSIONS)
(PLANE ENGINE ROARING)
(AIR RAID SIREN WAILING)
You, now, cut out some bed sheets.
I want a flag for every window.
Rudi, check the wine cellar.
Do as Herr Holzgang says.
Look, Greta, get a broom. Sweep up the glass.
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
My God.
Didn't I tell you to pack these things away?
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Pay no attention.
Find the glue.
At least we can try to...
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Go away! We are closed!
(DOOR SMASHING)
What are you doing? This is private property.
You are Councilor Holzgang?
Of course.
In charge of civil defense?
Yes.
I am Major Kreuger, new military commander at Remagen.
It's charming.
It is always good to meet someone who appreciates beautiful things.
- Must be very valuable. - A replacement,
-at least 1,500 Reichsmark. - How so? Really? That much.
(SHATTERING)
Herr Holzgang,
half of your town has been blown apart.
Remagen may be under direct attack by nightfall.
It is your duty to gather every able-bodied man to defend your town.
But there's hardly anyone left.
Find them.
The time has come, Herr Holzgang, for you, too, to make a small sacrifice.
Excuse me, Herr Major.
And what is that?
My only son. Killed at Stalingrad.
What greater sacrifice can a man make?
None.
Except the sacrifice made by your son.
Bring me some schnapps and cigarettes.
Herr Holzgang, the sheets are ready.
Greta, please bring it.
What are you trying to do? Get me shot?
That's a military commander, you fool.
- You're Frau Holzgang? - Yes.
You have other children?
No.
You must be very proud of your son.
Is that what I'm supposed to be?
Proud that he's dead?
No.
I'm not proud at all.
I miss him.
Germany has lost 4 million sons.
I pity them.
But I pity most my own son.
We must learn to live with our losses.
Even your husband.
(EXPLOSION)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
Put this on the army circuit.
I want the command post at the west bridge at once.
(GUNS FIRING)
(PHONE RINGING)
KR E U G E R: Sergeant Becker? Sergeant Becker!
He's dead, Major.
(PHONE RINGING)
This is Major Kreuger.
Ja. Ja.
Herr General, the Americans are attacking the ridge above the town.
We have no forces to hold them.
Where are the panzers?
(EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE)
Why elsewhere?
They were promised here. This is where they are needed.
Herr General, your regrets will not save the bridge.
And two panzer battalions might.
(GUNS FIRING)
SOLDIER 1: Spread out!
SOLDIER 2: Come on! Run!
SOLDIER 1: To your right! Get to your right!
- Spread out! - Move out! Move out! Let's go!
Glover! Get down!
(GUN FIRING)
Son of a bitch!
HARTMAN: Well, I'll be damned. Grebs, get Major Barnes.
Yes, sir.
- You got your camera with you, Glover? - No, sir.
GLOVER: I kind of sold it back to Sergeant Angelo.
When the krauts blow that bridge, that's gonna be some picture.
We got 'em.
Hey. Yeah, you. Get me headquarters.
Tell artillery to lay on the heavy stuff.
Get tanks up here fast. Start shelling the bridge.
You got it? Move!
Yes, sir.
If you wait a minute, Major, the krauts'll probably save you the trouble.
Won't matter a damn.
Push 'em along. Push 'em along.
Okay. Okay, Hartman. Get on down there.
I'm sending in tanks for support.
The quicker you boys get down there, the quicker they blow the bridge,
the quicker we got maybe six enemy divisions corked and bottled.
Hartman, boy, you do that for me,
I'll promise you a unit citation.
Why, Major, sir.
There's nothing my boys would appreciate more...
Sir.
All right, boys. Get going.
Move!
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
Transfer this command post to the tunnel at once.
Commandeer every able-bodied soldier.
Yeah? What about our reinforcements?
- They were sent elsewhere. - But General von Brock promised...
They were sent elsewhere!
- And the explosives? - I gave you an order.
Yes, Herr Major.
(PHONE RINGING)
- Ja? - Herr Major, the explosives have arrived.
We are placing the charges.
- Have you enough men? files, Herr Major.
Ah, good.
- The explosives? - They are here.
Thank God.
(MEN CHATTERING)
Sergeant, double the amount. Cruiser point only.
Double amount, cruiser point only.
(BULLETS FUCOCHET MG)
(SHOUTING IN GERMAN)
(MAN YELLING)
(EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE)
(CHATTERING IN GERMAN)
Are you ready, Corporal?
All ready, Herr Major.
- Get machine guns. Man those two towers. - Yes, Herr Major.
You.
(RUMBLING)
(GUNS CONTINUE FIRING)
The white flags are out, Herr Holzgang. Anything else?
Yes. Pray.
Come into the cellar.
Greta, come on!
Come on. Quickly.
(BULLETS FUCOCHET MG)
(GUNFIRE CEASES)
Column of twos, get 'em out of here.
Grebs, Jellicoe.
All right. Out!
JELLICOEI Out!
GREBSI Halt! Halt!
JELLICOE: Come on. Out.
GREBS: Move it out. Come on.
All right. Let's go. Move.
Come on. Move it.
Come on.
(MACHINE GUN FIRING)
(BULLETS FUCOCHET MG)
(GUNS FIRING)
(FOOTSTEPS POUNDING)
Come on. You can rob him later.
Come on, damn it. Move.
Line up over here.
You, come here.
Surrender, huh?
Please. We are unarmed civilians.
We have done nothing.
Who was the boy upstairs who killed one of my men?
Yeah, and the front of your hotel covered with surrender flags!
Who was that boy? Who was he?
- Rudi. Where is he? - He's dead.
I ordered him not to resist.
-(GRUNTS) - You're a dirty, lyin' bastard.
If you ordered him not to resist, how come he resisted, huh?
But how could I stop him? They were trained to kill.
Hitler made animals of them.
HARTMAN: So you hate Hitler, huh?
A tragedy for Germany.
But we were helpless.
I hate this terrible war.
I'm a man of peace.
I'm an innkeeper.
Oh, good.
Good. When they blow the bridge, my men'll be back,
and they're used to the very best.
Anything you wish. We will cooperate in every way.
Listen, if you're so anxious to show us how much you hate this terrible war...
(CUTLERY CLATTERING)
Come here. Come here.
Come here.
Yes, sir.
File this among your souvenirs.
Come on.
(GUNS FIRING)
Blow the approach to the bridge, Herr Major.
Enemy tanks are at the river.
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Keep the... Keep the bridge open!
The train... The munitions train is coming across!
Five minutes, Herr Major.
Give me five minutes!
(GUNS FIRING)
We don't have one minute. Prepare to fire the rat charge.
Wait!
Fire!
Everyone to the tunnel.
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
KREUGER: Get into the tunnel!
(GUNS FIRING)
Good to see you, sir. I think you've arrived just in time for the killing.
Tell the tanks to cease fire!
- Sir? - Stop all artillery!
- Tell 'em to hit the far side with smoke. - Yes, sir.
DENT: Cease firing!
Barnes, where's your lead unit?
Um, by last report, they were right on the bridge approach, sir.
DENT: Cease fire.
We're not gonna blow that bridge, Barnes. We're gonna take it.
Take it?
As long as it's still standing, we've got a chance.
When we get out there, cut every wire and cable.
Dent, alert H.Q.
Ask 'em to give us every available unit on the double.
Yes, sir.
Jesus, sir, I mean, I hate to think of our men
in the middle of the bridge when they blow it.
It's a crap shoot, Major.
Take that bridge, and we shorten the war.
We're risking a hundred men, but we may save 10,000.
Even 50,000.
It's your chance to make history, Major.
What you've got to do is throw your men across.
Now, Major.
Yes, sir.
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)
Give the order, Schmidt.
If you are afraid to act, I am not!
Prepare to fire.
No! Wait!
I think he's hurt!
Blow, you son of a bitch. Blow!
Relax. Twenty minutes from now,
there ain't gonna be nothing out there but water.
How about 15?
How about 30?
Aw, now, boys, this here calls for a pool.
Now, what do you say?
Uh, $10 each, winner takes all.
You're on.
- Name it. Thirty. -30 minutes.
SOLDIER: I'll take a piece of that action in 20 minutes.
ANGELO: Twenty!
Hartman.
Gotta talk to you. There's been a change of signals.
Well, get out here!
- Yes, sir. - We gotta take the bridge.
- Who says? - Shinner.
- He's crazy. They're gonna blow it. - No. No.
Not if we rush it. Cut all the cables.
Let 'em blow it. That's not a bridge, it's a death trap.
Look, we are wasting time, Hartman.
I got time to waste.
What makes that bridge so goddamn valuable?
If we take the bridge, maybe it'll shorten the war.
Maybe.
Dying's a lot more definite than that, Major.
So I've heard. Now would you just move it, Lieutenant?
Get your men out there?
HARTMAN: Why don't you navy boys take on some of the dirty chores?
Why don't you take us across, Barnes?
Because I'm ordering you!
Now, get going.
Hartman...
That is an order.
Move.
(RIFLE COCKING)
That's a court-martial for you, Sergeant. You're dead.
- Coward. - You goddamn idiot.
Do you think we ever had any choice? Come on.
- Come on! - No!
You want me, you know where to find me.
HARTMAN: Come on!
Come on. Let's go. Come on. Come on.
(BOMB WHISTLING)
(GUNS FIRING)
SHINNER: More smoke!
- We're not giving them enough cover! - Yes, sir.
Hit the bridge with more smoke!
16th Field Artillery. More smoke! More smoke!
(SHELLS WHISTLING)
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)
SHINNER: Hold your fire!
Go!
(BULLETS FUCOCHET MG)
Give the order, Herr Major.
For God's sake, give the order to blow!
(GUNS CONTINUE FIRING)
They are about to explode the bridge.
I want everyone to lie down,
open your mouths and cover your ears.
(GUNS CONTINUE FIRING)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Cease fire!
Take cover!
Fire!
(DETONATOR HISSING)
Fire!
(DETONATOR HISSING)
MAN: The cable is broken!
Herr Shallert?
The emergency charge. At once.
- Send a man to light the fuse. -If he can still get to it.
- Where is it? - I can show him, Herr Major.
All right, keep to the right side of the bridge.
Give covering fire to the left!
Fire only to the left!
(BULLETS FUCOCHET MG)
(SCREAMS)
- The bomb is rigged! - Hartman, get out of there!
Somebody lit the fuse! It's gonna blow!
Come on! Let's get out of here! Come on!
Come on!
Angel!
Come on! Come on! Get back! It's gonna blow!
Come on! Back!
(EXPLOSION)
We're alive.
They blew it.
And we're alive.
Jesus loves me.
The army promised us first-grade military explosives.
Look. Dunarit, cheap industrial explosives.
Get me General von Brock at headquarters.
It's these damned Poles! We should kill them all!
- Herr Leutnant. - I must give you one more order.
Get through to General von Brock at any cost,
and you tell him to bomb the bridge at once
and send reinforcements before morning.
- Otherwise. .. - Yes, Herr Major.
He'll never get...
(MOTORCYCLE STARTING)
-(MACHINE GUNS FIRING) - Move forward!
HARTMAN: Spread out! Keep moving!
(SCREAMS)
(GUNS FIRING)
(SOLDIER YELLING)
(GUNS FIRING)
There's not much of a bridgehead.
Don't you think we ought to spread out a little?
With what?
I don't even have enough men to hold what we got.
You'd better do something.
Sure. Sit here and pray Barnes sends help across in a hurry.
Medic!
Major, we'll never fill up this goddamn hole!
Like hell we won't! I'll put tanks across here by morning.
(GUNS FIRING)
(GRUNTING)
They're back on the river.
Must be the barge.
You stay here, Pattison. You're in charge of the bridgehead.
- Where we goin"? - You stay with him, Grebs.
-(MACHINE GUNS FIRING) - What now?
Move out there and attack.
The Americans will have tanks across the bridge before daylight.
It's a farce!
Where are the bombers? Our reinforcements?
This is the most important place in Germany,
and what do we have to fight with?
Old men, riffraff, the sweepings from the road.
And you, Baumann?
Would you fight as hard as you talk?
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)
You will find out when we attack.
Tell Captain Schmidt to assemble the men.
(EXPLOSIONS)
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)
(SHOUTING)
(SHOOTING STOPS)
ANGELO: Hartman!
ANGELO: (ECHOING) Hey, Hartman!
Hartman!
Schmidt, where are the others?
Gone, Herr Major.
- Where? - God knows.
Tell the truth. They ran away, the cowards.
- If only we'd given them their orders earlier. - All right. Quiet!
Where are your weapons?
You! Arm them!
Yes, Herr Major. Come on.
Herr Major, command is over-manned.
Three officers. What can we do?
Fight. The enemy doesn't know how many we are.
Listen, all of you.
We will divide into two squads.
Captain Schmidt will lead one and I the other.
I want every man to draw as much ammunition as he can carry.
Check your weapons and stand by.
Halt!
Why?
They say that dying animals
bite at their own wounds.
Now we are killing our own people.
Come.
We must attack.
It is useless. These men are not going to die for nothing.
-(CROWD CLAMORING) - You have killed two men.
Are you going to try to kill us all?
It is our duty.
Your duty and mine is to these people.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Shut up!
- You will not attack? - We cannot.
Then I ask of you one thing.
Hold out till the last possible moment.
Give me a chance to get to headquarters and get reinforcements.
I'll do my best, Herr Major.
Lieutenant.
(BULLETS WHIZZING)
He's dead, sir.
Where are the guys?
Gone.
All?
(MACHINE GUN FIRING RESUMES)
Hei/ Hitler. Your papers, please.
Follow me.
I want to see General von Brock immediately.
Impossible. He cannot be disturbed.
What do you want?
Wake him, damn you, and get on your feet when you speak to me!
But, Herr Major...
(DOOR OPENING)
I am Gerlach. And who are you?
Major Kreuger. I have just come from Remagen.
Huh.
Come in.
General, the Americans have taken the bridge.
I must report to General von Brock...
We've just been discussing the situation at Remagen with General von Brock.
I've been sent here by the Fuhrer to learn the facts.
I'm sure you can help explain.
It's very simple.
Did not have enough explosives to blow up the bridge.
Is that your excuse, Herr Major?
There is never enough for you cowards, is there?
The truth is you waited too long.
Herr General, we must counterattack. Blow up the bridge at once.
Any further delay would be fatal.
It's no use, Paul.
There's nothing we can do any longer.
Major Kreuger, you will address your remarks to me.
General von Brock has been relieved of his command.
And you, Herr Major,
the bridge at Remagen is no longer your concern. You are under arrest.
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)
What's the matter with those guys back there?
What they waiting on? A bus?
Where's Barnes for Christ sake?
Good old Barnes.
Take a count, Grebs.
Hey, Lieutenant. You okay?
Take a count.
All right, you guys. Sound off!
- Jenkins! - Hawks!
- M0ltano! - Moscovich!
- Julius! - Dahmer!
Eflgall!
- Gephardt! - Mannix!
(TANK RUMBLING)
S“, they're comm' across.
Let's go, Grebs.
It's time to move out.
Jesus, Lieutenant! We got tanks comin'!
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)
Hartman, get down, you crazy bastard!
Hartman!
GREBS: Hartman!
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)
All right, you guys! Give him cover fire!
Captain Schmidt, Remagen bridge security command.
I offer you a surrender.
Herr Leutnant?
Bring your men out, hands on their heads. No funny business.
(TANKS CLATTERING)
You will have no trouble.
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING QUIETLY)
Hold it, there. Okay. Move on.
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
I told him to go home. Nothing would happen.
He asked me because, in peacetime, I'm the schoolmaster here in Remagen.
Well. There's not much left, is there?
That was a damn fool walk you just made, Lieutenant.
So, I'm movin' you and your men back for a rest. You deserve it.
And, uh.
I'm forgettin' about, uh,
what happened back there, you understand?
Yeah, I feel the army and the whole country
owes you all thanks and a unit citation.
And you know something, Hartman?
You're gonna have somethin' to tell your grandchildren that they won't...
ANGELO: Hartman! Hey, Hartman!
Low and down, I thought you'd be in Berlin by now.
Angel!
Where'd you get that uniform?
Now look it here, I got, uh, some German Marks,
and, uh...
What is this? What is that?
That looks like a three-day pass.
Think I'll join the Germans.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Hold it, now. You've got a wounded man here.
I'll get you the Silver Star.
- Thought at least a Congressional Medal. - Anything you want. Name it.
I'd like a cigar.
Don't have that. Got a cigarette.
Oh. Hold it, now.
Not yet, you bastard. Wait till I'm dead.
- Hei/ Hitler. - Hei/.
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(SOLDIER SHOUTING ORDERS IN GERMAN)
Herr Major, I regret very much.
(PLANES WHIRRING OVERHEAD)
Ours or theirs?
Enemy planes, sir.
But who is the enemy?
(SOLDIER RESUMES SHOUTING ORDERS IN GERMAN)
(GUNS COCKING)
(ORDERS CONTINUE)
- SOLDIERI Fire! -(GUNSHOTS)
Excuse me, Herr Hartman.
May I ask, where did you get that?
From a friend.
Let's go.