The Red Baron - English Transcript

This way! - There! - Where? Next to the further beech tree! Get Down. THE RED BARON Are you out of your bloody mind? Yes sir. You risk the squadron planes to attend an enemy funeral? Yes sir! Lehmann and Sternberg knew him sir, Captain Winston Clyde Walker. The chap in the coffin I meant, sir. Yes! I mean, sir... My uncle, the Duke of Westchester is his mother's brother-in-law. Lehmann and I, we went to school with him. Eton, sir. You're talking about a British pilot, for heaven sake. One of the best in the Royal Flying Corp. It's a pity that he's not with us anymore, sir. Oh, what the hell! Dismissed! I've heard you got yourself some holes, while paying your condolences, Richthofen. Ah, I love these small gossipy airfields, Kielmeyer. - Anyone wants a cigarette? - French? - De rien. - Merci. Richthofen brought down a two-seater. I supposed that's to make up for ignoring my orders. No... just adding to my score. I have just got a report, a British RE8 crashed 12 km from here. My utmost respect, Baron. Let's go find your plane, let's get your kill confirm, you ***. Help me, come on... help me! Careful... alright. One, two, three... I said careful... Hurry up... he's bloody heavy. He's losing a lot of blood. Take these off. You'll be alright, you'll be alright! You can take him. Pick him up! Thank you! You saved this man life. No. I shot him down. You're down, Sternberg. Oh no. You attacked single seater DH2 from above towards the... Listen Sterni, if the attacker has a rotary engine then.... What is a rotary engine? Oh Lieutenant Sternberg... Oh... hello! Hey... Well obviously she prefers men like me, Voss! Men like who? - Moses, Freud... - Better get ourselves circumcised, Voss. Good evening! - Bonjour lieutenant. - Hello, Monique. Hey, not so fast. Hey Manfred... look, she looks like your little nurse... ... at least from behind. My little... Voss. Oh la la! I'm sorry, sir. What are you doing here? Have a seat, have a drink on us. I thought you chaps just wanted to have some cocktails. Sit down and have a drink with us. Here! I'm married you know... So am I! I mean, almost... at least. ... we need a bucket of water. The driver says the engine is overheated. - Lieutenant. - The name is von Richthofen. Pleased to meet you again, Mademoiselle. - I know your name. - Well? The pilot you shot down told me who you were. Did he survived? Do you really care or are you just curious? The latter. At least you are honest. It's a start, isn't it? Can you be caring without being curious in the first place? So... what's your name? His name is Captain Roy Brown. And he's alive, no thanks to you. He told me you're a supreme professional Well done! and a tricky rascal. Well... Look... Tell him that I'm honor by his compliments and hope I never have to meet him in the skies again. He might get the better of me. And I might not be lucky enough to have such a gorgeous attendant. Unbelievable. Enjoy your evening. Do you happen to know what became of my scarf? I'll have it send to you. No... keep it. It will bring you luck! The French have sent their condolences and claimed the kill. The service for Kielmeyer will be held at 1600 hours. The pilot who lead the attack against us 4 days ago, it was Hawker. What? Major Lanoe Hawker? The very man. I saw his face... full beard. And the Grim Reaper painted on his fuselage. It's their top man. Oh shut up... scary fellow. He downs 9 of us. When they used to fly the unarmed reconnaissance, he latched a one shot hunting rifle to his fuselage. We almost touched wings. Had a hard times to stay out of his ways. When you got that close, why didn't you attack? I only attack if I can win. How badly do you want the Pour le Merite? I would kill for it. I just received a cable from Supreme headquarters, ... and guess what? They badly wants to give it to you. Why don't they then? You know the rules. And not even Imperial command would bend them for you, so hurry up and shoot down a captured balloon. I hunt aeroplanes, sir! Not objects that cannot move. You are not a hunter lieutenant, you are a soldier and you will follow orders especially when it comes straight from General von Hoeppler. What if I shoot down Hawker? Stay away from Hawker. You are no match for him. Let me through. Has anybody got a spanner? I don't believe it. So you finally did it! You bagged yourself a legend. That made you a legend too! Have one, my mother made them. Oswald Boelcke... first of the Aces. They are desperate to find someone to fill the gap he left. You know what he once said to me when I asked how he managed his business. "Well, it's quite simple... ... I fly close to my man... ... aim well... .. and then of course he falls down." Sterni and I are off to Arras, why don't you join us for a drink? Not tonight! You could look for the little nurse. I mean the sooner you have her, the sooner you get her out of your system. Can't have ties that involved, can we? Werner? Hmm? I will filled the gap! I will be the first of the Aces. Stop! There you go. I'm starving. Yeah, me too. Prussians don't whine, gentlemen. Let's go. Go and find us some breakfast. At ease, gentlemen. L'ordre Pour Le Merite... Where is it... Prussia's highest bravery award. A year ago Boelcke was the first pilot to ever received it. A lot has changed since... ... right, Baron? Indeed... sir! He only had to down 8 to get it. I shot down twice as many. An exception for you has already been made, Richthofen. You... still owe us that balloon, don't you? However having shot down the enemy's best "the notorious Captain Hawker" you are now Germany's premier air ace. You'll take over command of 11th Fighter wing. - Come! - Excellent, sir. Have a look at this. Here in the east, the Tsar's armies are the least of our problems, gentlemen. He'll soon have a revolution on his hands. Amusing, isn't it? Lenin and his communists helping the German emperor... The Western front is where the danger lies. The British 1st and 3rd armies are probing our lines with everything they've got. And they have got plenty. I must drive them back, inch by inch and day by day, without Lenin's help. Richthofen, you'll be station at LaBrayelles, Northwest of Douai... here! Right in the middle. Sir? Yes? Isn't the middle supposed to be closer to Paris by now, general? I mean, didn't you said that we'll be there in 10 days... ... 2 months ago? Manfred! High command has given you a tremendous responsibility, young man... going far beyond this medal. You're promoted to lead not only the men of our futures placed under your command, you've been chosen as a leader of all fighting men. Symbol of courage, bravery and overtness, determination. A symbol of Germany's superiority. Pilots are like Gods, Richthofen. When we lost Boelcke, our troops lost a hero. And if our enemy can killed God, what chance... does the poor farmers dug deep into the trenches thinks he has, hmm? Gods don't die. Do you understand it? Yes sir. Fine! You're dismissed, gentlemen. Sir! Yes? Asked! Any chance of some croissants and coffee? Here you are! Good morning mother. I take it you've a comfortable trip. When you're finally rid yourself of this worn out jacket, Manfred? - Where is it? - Cousin... brother! You ***! May I see it? It's in there! Here he is, my famous brother. And he is still wearing this old jacket of his. I've already told him... Stop making a fuss about my jacket! Give me a hug. - I still think that the jacket... - Mom! Good to have you home, son. - Slow down... low torque. - I know! Keep your rudder straight. - Stop now. Let me... - Close up... I said straight... I said straight! - You're not going straight. - I can't concentrate. Everybody comes to honor our son, and all they do is played with that plane. ... like little boys. As if my brothers would ever grow up. - Handsome little boys. - Watch out! I'm taking a left now. Slow down! Let them enjoy their youth, whilst they can. Watch out! Watch the hay stack! You said you could fly a plane. I can't! Wait till I'm sitting in a real plane. I'll beat your score. Hey! Let go of me! Keep the sun on your back. Don't fire too soon. It just warn your opponents, it has no other effects. The best range for shooting is 50 meters, not more. But remember, our tasks is to bring down aeroplanes, not men. So stop firing when your opponent's falling. Gentlemen, we are sportsmen... not butchers. - Merci. - De rien. Gentlemen! I'd like you to meet my chief mechanic... Sergeant Reuber. Dismissed! Sir! Stop clicking your heels, Wentzke. Yes sir! - Hello! - Oh, I almost forgot... if each of you hasn't shot down at least one in the next 4 weeks, you're fired. Lieutenant! This is a hospital, who do you think you are? I'm sorry. You knew him well? I still don't know your name... Kate Otersdorf. Un nom allemand, a german name? My father was German, my mother is Belgian. I see. I love these french cigarettes. You are... ...a very beautiful woman. I was hoping to see you again. And I thought maybe wearing my scarf. I will get it for you. I couldn't get all the stains out. Mademoiselle! Have I done something wrong? Am I not worth an answer or is it just you hate all men? Hate? I don't hate you. Hate is men's domain. But you are angry, aren't you? There is another man's blood on it. And you do not seems to care. Men like you scared me because I do not understand why you do what you do. And being scared makes me angry. And now please, leave me alone. Wait, WAIT! Imagined you were out there... Like a hawk. Looking down... The wind blows around you. The smell of the engine, draft from the propeller. Out there you can just not fall, you can climb, turn, spin... Freedom! That's what men always dreamt of. I've dreamt of it since I was a little boy. But the best part, is the chase! The fights... The hunt! It's like a match. A joust, just like sports. Tennis does not kill you. It's childish dreams that got your friends killed. No, I don't hate you, Baron. I pity you. Gentlemen, please! It shouldn't be that hard... to paint a plane, should it? Just do it! Reuber! Manfred... What's wrong with you? What is this crazy paint job all about? Honestly, you know damn well OCA will crucify you for this! I don't care about what the 'Officers in Charge of Aviation' think of this and you better not question my orders. I just think you're making a mistake. They will spot you from a long way off. We completely lose the advantage of surprise. I don't want them to be surprise. I want them to be scared. Lieutenant Kurt Wolff reporting for duty, sir. Planning to take a nap up there, lieutenant? Never fly without it, sir! You know, for luck! Superstitious huh! Like me... My mother keeps ordering new coats from our tailor, I've never pick them up. See you around. Sir! The general! General von Hoeppner! Over here, sir! You've become quite a celebrity, Baron. You are making headlines. The emperor himself mentioned your name after hearing about your 29th victory. So... I brought a little surprise for you... Didn't they runs out of medals to give me? Well, it isn't exactly a medal. Sir... It wasn't my idea. We just thought it would be good propaganda. "The Richthofen Brothers flying together." Welcome. Your brother is a nice chap. He really has the spirit our Fatherland needs right now. So tell me... they comes out with this strange names for you... "Le Diable Rouge" or "The Red Baron" Why is that? I see. So much about army rules and regulations. Interesting! Very interesting! Tried to keep the sun on your back... Watch out for the winds. And never forget, a pilot greatest virtue is to know when to run. What... what this a joke? Just do what he tells you to do, Lothar. Run away from a fight? Yes! - If you cannot win, you fly away! - Fast! It's a thin line between cowardice and cleverness. It's true. Alright! Morning, gentlemen. That's a great idea. I already heard rumours that the French thinks this paint is bulletproof. I wouldn't take this with me. It could get on the way up there. This looks much better. The crop stays here. - Scattered them up, didn't we? - Yeah, it was getting busy up there. Damn French knows how to protect their observation balloons. I'm alright. It was fun, wasn't it? Can I stay at your cottage tonight? - Already feeling lonely? - Yeah. Did you have him transfer? Who? Your brother, Lothar. Where is he? Did you see him? He was right behind me. You better keep an eye on your little brother. He has a hell of a dangerous attitude. Oh for God sake. Let the poor fellow land. What is he doing? God... for Christ sake, Lothar! You shot this poor *** to pieces. You think this makes our father proud? He lost his hearing saving a wounded enemy. So now you want to win a war without killing anyone, huh? I've watched you and Voss, and I don't like what I see. You are all... you are all brilliant pilots, but you've got the wrong attitude. This business of painting a war plane red... Stop dreaming! This is just not a polo game. We are not boys anymore, we're grown men fighting a bloody war. I'm quite aware of that. I'm quite aware of that! But still, we can fight it with grace. What? You were listening? The Marseilles heard you in Paris. - ... and Berlin. - Come on, he is just ambitious. Well, have him contained then. I for one, I don't want to get kill because of his ambitions. And I hate to see you get kill either. Morning my dear Hindenburg, and my dear friend von Hoeppner. Welcome to Berlin, gentlemen. The young man already seems to be more famous than... ... what was his name? - Oswald Boelcke, your Majesty. - Yes... yes! We need men like him. I supposed... we'll have to give you another promotion, Richthofen. You are a real hero. I take it the ladies're all over you. There aren't many ladies at 10,000 feet, your Majesty. Corp, attention! Well, are you ready, gentlemen? Move on! Don't fall asleep. Move on. Captain! What shall we do, sir? I could run them over. Put the pistol away. What did he say? He wants my Captain's autograph. Merci! Ready! Go! - Ready! - Go! How did you know? I saw you lose it. Good morning, gentlemen. Bodenschatz! Welcome! My new adjutant. Kurt Wolff! - Welcome! - I've heard a lot about you. Thanks. Orders, Sternberg, orders. My new commanding officer is the man I commanded not so long ago. So... I've heard you chaps ran into some massive Allied aerial activities? More than massive. Germany produces 10 planes, they've got hunderds unloaded in the French coast. Let them come. We'll shoot them out of the skies by the hundreds. Meet brother Lothar... No! Damn! You ***! You *** ***! Damn gophers! You know it's pure luck I didn't ran into one of those damn holes myself. Thank you for being so tactful. After embarrassing me by landing safely with shredded fins. I've come to have a look. Sopwith, right? New, isn't it? It was... Captain Brown, Royal Academy Flying Corp. Notorious Red Baron, I presume? Didn't I shoot you down a year ago? Indeed you did. Why're you still flying around then? Well, your prison camps are quite fancy, however they don't have airfields. Thanks for pulling me out of that wreck, for saving my life. Pulling you from that wreck didn't save your live. True. Without her help I probably wouldn't have make it back into a plane. She's sure is a great girl. She nursed me for weeks. Did you ever get back your scarf? What now? I guess we could try killing each other with our pistols. Killing you would make me famous too. Sorry, I didn't bring mine but you might want to button up your holster before you lose yours. How long have you been station in Europe? Ever since Mother England called the kids for help. Meaning us, the Commonwealth colonies. You're right. The entire war seems to be a family affair. Family ties is what you aristocrats are all about. Russian Tsar, the Royal familes in Britain, France, Austria, Germany... Everyone is someone's nephew, uncle, brother. Man, your love life sure knows them all borders. But to protect those borders, we killed each other off anyway. And we always managed to find good enough reasons, don't we? You didn't unsnapped that holster's guard because you were afraid of me, did you? You have damn good eyes. You thought about killing me? Isn't killing each other the reason why we are here? Yes! Be seeing you. Don't get me wrong but I hope not. Yes! So long then. Good luck. *** family... Sooner or later this war will be over. You should hook up with that nurse. I think she's got the hot for you. What makes you say that? She kept *** about you for weeks. Stop the truck! Stop the truck! There you are, we just found him. Sterni! Get a doctor here. He doesn't need a doctor, he needs a priest. A rabbi. Oh really? He's dead, Manfred. I'm catching up, brother. It's days now since we buried him. Why is it you can't enjoy the fact that I've been promoted. I'm your brother. He was a friend of yours, I know. But he was a fighter pilot too. He knew the risks he took. Every oath soldiers proudly take, but you are more than a soldier, you are a superior officer! You have a responsibility towards the men out there! Towards your country and your people. You know what our father always said... "A leader cannot afford to mourn." You smell nice. Much better than all the flowers. You're still a little boy playing silly games. You haven't changed. I'm not so sure about that. A while ago, I wouldn't have let myself got shot down. Turn over. So much for "Germany's bravest." I'm sick of men keeps bringing this report of our lack of success every damn day. I'm just trying to fill your seat, sir. You send out single squadron, Doering. They're in no position to battle successfully against enemy formations. Captain Doering has his orders. The 'Officer in Charge of Avaition' arranges us on a time table, sir. They are a bunch of idiots. Condemning us to routine burial flights. We needs to be flexible. Loose! Hit the enemy where he actually is. The British and French moved their airbase wherever and whenever they like. Yes! We hardly ever down their damn planes. I order you, to ignore OCA orders. Mademoiselle Otersdorf, what are you doing? Just following orders, Baron. You were ordered to come with us? Yes. Richthofen, nice to have you back, sir! Welcome back. The red ones are the 11th wing. The yellow 10th. The Zebras... No: 6. And the black ones No: 4. You're looking at the most successful fighter squadron of the war. And these men are the best pilots in the skies. I thought it would never happen. What? See you smile. I thought you're not supposed to fly. Your nurse is a very good looking girl. I've got a hole in my head but I'm not blind. I am already fit enough to punch you in the face. What are you writing? A book. About flying. What are you reading? I never see you without a book. No? Oscar Wilde! You ever read one? No... I cannot see any British literature in here. Hmm! Try this! There must be Shakespeare in there somewhere... My father read his play's once. 'Lear...' 'Comedy of Errors.' You might find a couple of songs too... and a lot of playing billards, hunting, flying, riding... ahem... how to flirt. A hole in the head makes reading someone mind pretty easy, Baron. So... Just ask. Would you... Would you join me for dinner? Yes. So? Difference... from what I thought you would be. Different? Your write, it's entertaining. You thought it would be blunt, boring... and deadly serious. No! But you write about war. I thought there would fanaticism... patriotism. Patriotism... hmm. "...the virtue of the vicious." You did read Wilde. Even a little Dante. It's helpful right now. To knows a little about infernos, isn't it? Dance with me. No. Better not... no. I am an infernally miserable dancer. Imagined you're flying... Great! To have a hole in my head. Without it I wouldn't be sitting here next to you, would I? Mentzke... can you turn the car around? There are so many hospitals now they have to give them numbers. This is No: 76. There's 500 patients. Most of these men will die. Those that don't, will never walk again, see again, taste again... love again! No, it's not great to have a hole your head. You're lucky to be still alive. Being born of nobility, you've advantages these men here do not. They don't have choices. It's not a game. This is the lowest we'll ever get. It never gets darker. Come in. Can you give me something for my head? Go to the cellar. Now! They fly at night? Get yourself a gas mask. Do you fly at night? No, we don't! Here. Find a save place. Lights out! Everybody turns off the lights. Give it to me. It's OCA, sir. This is Bodenschatz. Turn off all the lights! Night bombers! Good morning captain! Four already passed and four more coming. Just take it all, it could be worse, sir. It's not as if they just happened to fly past, Doering. They know about this field and there will be more than eight. Lots more! Good morning. - Good morning. - Morning, sir! Wolff, you alright? I can't find my cap! All machine-gun posts are being manned. There's nothing more we can do to protect the planes on the ground. Mentzke, get my gear! Ready my plane. You are injured, you cannot fly, Manfred. I'm not going to be a sitting duck. I've got wings. You flew right in between them, are you out of your mind? Take me to her... You've to lay still. Go and find her. I just need to know if she's not hurt. It looks plainer. Fokker built this great new plane, as maneuverable as the devil. They climb like monkeys. I know you are angry with me. I've been ordered back to the hospital. I know. I'm sorry about Kurt Wolff. He was a charming young man. He forgot his night cap, you know. His lucky night cap. Baron... Yes? Take me to dinner again with you sometime. And promise to always wear this lucky jacket of yours. We are not late, are we? No, we aren't. Lavatory? Down the stairs to the right, sir. Back in a minute. Attention! Everything goes according to plan. - Yes! - Very satisfactory, yes. Oh. Our famous flying ace visiting our frontlines! Thank you for answering my invitation. Quite a dornier sight from down here, isn't it... ... Richthofen. Your Majesty... Your Majesty! Aha... the little brother. You're looking desposed, my dear Baron. Yes, your Majesty. I'm fine. I always am. Sometimes even irritated, sir. How can you be "irritably fine"?! It happens out here. We kill a couple of men. And while they fall down in flames, we feel just fine. I find this irritating. My soldiers, do not... kill people. They simply destroyed the enemy. Well, the effects seems to be the same. Yes, Mentzke? You have a visitor, sir. I thought you might want to celebrate. They published your book! The whole of Europe is reading it. So... how about dinner and then a dance? They shut down the "Metropole." Yes, I know. A British bomb hit the kitchen. Damn those English! They won't be happy till all of Europe foods is as horrible as theirs. They don't want me to fly anymore. They're doing everything they can to make me stay back on the ground. Really? They want me to command the entire airforce, the emperor himself. That's so wonderful! So many times I woke up in the middle of the night, and read... the lists of missing pilots. It is so good to have you down here. Safe! Good! Your dancing has improved. I have a lot of times to do this anyway. - Good evening men. - Good evening sir. - Bloody freezing, huh? - So true, sir. A brand new Bentley. Where did you get it? Bentleys don't fall out of the sky. Trust me, I've to argue a little with the chap. You always wanted to be first of the Aces. Now they offer it to you and you hesistate. Yes... I always wanted to be like him. Werner... Could you ever give up flying? I don't think so. But if you ask my advice... you should grabbed your chance. You only want me to stop, so you can be first. I'll let you find out. Alright... alright. - I'll stopped... - Good. if you stop first. I don't think so. I am married to my plane. This is how I spend my spare time. These are fine planes you're building us, Fokker. - The best. - Yes, thank you. And yet somehow our own pilots seem to think they can do better. Oh well... we sometimes modified the plane a little. - Here and there. - Modifications is one thing, ...but replacing our engines with those from enemy planes... - How did you hear of this? - Early this morning we received a report of the recovery of a new triplane. Well... The Brits were less than amused to find one of their own Bentley engine's in a Fokker, they shot down. - I need to see it. - Of course. I need to see it at once. Get me the damn report, now! Just three more weeks, Manfred. I already had my marching orders. I'm going to join your combat wing. What's become of him? Fallen in combat. And him, his name is Voss, right? They are all dead. I will fight with you and Lothar! Our big offensive is in full preparation. They called it "Operation Michael." We will win this war, won't we? Wolfram, please... It's alright, father. Of course we'll win. The Allies don't have a clue about what's coming at them. For weeks we've been flying out, and decepting their reconnaissances. Keeping them from finding out where we'll breakthrough. And we did a bloody good job. This offensive is going to push them back into the channel. Sir! Morning, sir! Please... follow us, sir. Take cover! What an unexpected surprise! You came to visit another British defeat, captain. Lieutenant, go and see if you could find somebody with a camera. It's excellent propaganda and makes a very good picture. We have our flying ace down here with us, on this victorious day. Your excellency, we need to talk. You don't want me down here. If you give me the power to make strategic decisions, you won't have like them. Why wouldn't we? We very much trust your abilities, Baron. I suggest we surrender! Huh... what arrogances... What a pompous child you are! I was victor... in 63 aerial battles. You know how I did it? When I faced a battle I couldn't win, I flew away. What makes you think we cannot win this war? What about our boys? Our holy cause... Our soldiers out in the field... You want to give all our efforts to the enemy... ... von Richthofen! French... great cigarettes. What makes us think our causes is better than the French, or the British and the Americans? It isn't! It's not even difference from theirs. We just need an excuse for what we do because without it we would see who we really are. Put this fool back into his aeroplane, and give him a parachute. I can't afford to lose another idealistic hero. Operation Michael... Our ground forces attack on both side of Socome town from here and from here. That's a 70 kilometers battleline. Right! Three armies... The 2nd army and 17th army are launching the offensive from here. The 18th army will attack from here. Our task is to gain control of the entire airspace and keeps it, my friends. Shouldn't be a problem should it, Bodenschatz? Our planes are outnumber 4 to 1, Udet. We've lived with that for months and weeks. It will be worse than ever. They'll send everything they've got against us. *** cold. What the hell are you doing? Sorry if I have bother you, sir. What're you doing with my brother's picture? He ordered me to take them down. All of them. Sir! Move out! May God be with us. Gentlemen... Let's go! Contact! Contact! Contact! He's really back, isn't he? His 'Flying Circus' swept the British from the skies! I saw him fly past, waving at us. Sir! Gentlemen! High Command of the Northern sector thanks us for our accomplishments. I want to add my thanks. You've show me some splendid flying. Thank you. Bravo! Hear! Hear! Thank you captain! This isn't how you imagine your famous cousin to be, is it? The glorious captain that you often saw photograph. Fatherland greatest hero. The first of all the aces who shot down 80. Nobody ever down that many. I am really proud to be his brother. You can't beat family, Udet. Peace? Peace! Is that one of yours? I can't tell anymore. You're flying again, ain't you? Why didn't you tell me? Why did you lie to me again? I didn't want to scare you. I wanted you to be happy. Kate, I just cannot do what they asked me. They offered you safety, your life. When I was a little boy... I could hit all the targets with my father's rifle. Targets so faraway the others couldn't even see them. I dreamed of seeing everything. Trying to think like a bird. Hawk eyes! "Eagle eyes" I was called. When I became a pilot, I truly thought I had see everything from up there. I saw nothing. I was blind before I met you. You opened my eyes. You thought me to see what I didn't want to see. We all choose to fly. Voss, Sternberg... Lehmann, Wolff... Hawker. On whatever side we fought, we all knew the risks we took. I wanted to be the best, I wanted to win and I thought I won. But I can see now, Kate... I have seen. That we have turn the world into a damn slaughter house. And I'm already too big a part of it. They're using my photograph, to give hope where there is none. They used my name to feign immortality, where else in reality there is annihilation. You said it yourself, "The men dying out there, they have no choice" I have! I cannot order them into battle. I can perhaps leads them. Help them! Die with them, but I will not betrayed them nor keep the truth from them by remaining the immortal God's Berlin wants me to be. You... ... are my greatest victory. Sir? Excuse me, sir. Sir... Sir... British aeroplanes are approaching the front, sir. Thank you. Sir. Yes, thank you! They were last reported at Lagnycourt. So... They are coming in from the Northwest. Thank you. Brother. You don't mind if I lead No:11 and you fly on my right? Be my guest. Wolfram... Stayed clear of any involvement. Keep close to Lothar. If you are attacked, break off and fly home! Fast! It's a thin line between cowardice and cleverness. A great day to fly. You are a brave man, Baron. A very brave man... Thank you! Contact! Contact! Contact! Contact! Thank you. You are welcome. Miss... I could not come sooner. It's not so easy to cross the line into British territory. Finally a friend of ours help me. He asked me why it was important for me to come here? I told him I love you. Did I ever tell you?