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DUNKIRK
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THE ENEMY HAVE DRIVEN THE BRITISH AND FRENCH ARMIES TO THE SEA.
"WE SURROUND YOU".
TRAPPED AT DUNKIRK, THEY AWAIT THEIR FATE.
HOPING FOR DELIVERANCE.
FOR A MIRACLE.
English! I'm English!
Anglais! (English!)
Allez, Anglais. (Come on, English.)
Bon voyage. (Have a nice trip.)
It's Grenadiers, mate.
MAKE WAY!
GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!
ALONG THE MOLE! ALL THE WAY!
THE SHIP'S ABOUT TO LEAVE!
ALONG THE MOLE! ALL THE WAY!
THE SHIP'S ABOUT TO LEAVE!
1. THE MOLE (One week)
WHERE'S THE BLOODY AIR FORCE?!
2. THE SEA (One day)
The navy's requisitioned her.
They'll be back in an hour.
My dad wants to be ready before then.
They told us to strip her and load those life jackets.
Some men across the Channel, at Dunkirk, need taking off.
Some men?
3. THE AIR (One hour)
Check fuel, Fortis 1 and 2.
70 gallons.
68 gallons, Fortis Leader.
Stay down at 500 feet to leave fuel...
...for 40-minute fighting time over Dunkirk.
Understood. Vector 128, angels .5.
And keep an eye on that gauge, even when it gets lively.
Save enough to get back.
No French soldier.
No French soldier, past this point.
No, no. No French. English only.
English only, past this point.
It's a British ship.
No, you'll have your own ships.
Get back. Get back.
You got your own ships. This is a British ship.
Get back.
Ge the stretchers through.
There are stretchers coming...
GET OUT OF THE WAY! OUT OF THE WAY!
GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!
Along the mole. All the way.
The ship's about to leave.
About to leave.
Along the mole. All the way.
ALONG THE MOLE! ALONG THE MOLE!
ALL THE WAY! ALL THE WAY! ALL THE WAY!
English only.
ENGLISH ONLY!
ANGLAISES SEULEMENT! ANGLAISES SEULEMENT! (ENGLISH ONLY!)
NO!
- READY ON THE STERN! - YES, SIR!
- MAN THE BOW LINE! - Any more room?
YOU HAVE TO GET BACK!
WATCH YOUR LEG! WATCH YOUR LEG!
WATCH Y...!
That's two minutes. You've missed it.
You missed it.
IS THAT THE LAST ONE?
RIGHT, SIR!
Break the line.
COME ON! COME ON!
Dunkirk's so far, why can't they just load at Calais?
The enemy had something to say about it.
Down here we're sitting ducks.
Keep 'em peeled. They'll come out of the sun.
BACK UP THE LINE!
Hey, we'll take it.
- DROP THE GANGPLANK! - YES, SIR!
Take a run at it!
Ready on the stern line, George.
Aren't you waiting on the navy?
They've asked for the Moonstone, they'll have her... and her captain.
And his son.
Thanks for the help, George.
What are you doing?
You do know where we're going?
France.
Into war, George.
I'll be useful, sir.
Bandit, 11 o'clock.
Break.
He's on me.
I'm on him.
Hey! How many do you have?
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Well, you two, get a shift on.
Back up the line.
Both of you. Off you go.
OFF YOU GO!
That last barrage has damaged the rudder.
Okay, well... We'll fix it, but tie up again.
MR. DAWSON!
One of ours, George.
On my mark, Fortis 2. Draw him left.
Three, two, one,...
...mark.
Clear.
Is he down?
Yeah. He's down for the count.
Fortis leader, one bandit down.
Fortis leader, do you read?
Fortis 2, I have you to my port.
I have no eyes on Fortis Leader. Over.
Understood, Fortis 1.
Orbit for a look.
How long, Lieutenant?
We need to run a new cable, sir. They're scrambling.
Very well.
Colonel, you're going to have to decide how many more wounded to evacuate.
One stretcher takes the space of seven standing men.
Excuse me.
Rear Admiral.
Commander.
How's the perimeter?
Shrinking everyday.
But between our rearguard and the French, we're holding the line.
And the enemy tanks have stopped.
Why are they stopped?
Waste precious tanks, when you can...
...pick us off from the air, like a fish in a barrel?
How long does London expecting the army to hold out...
...before we make terms?
Make terms?
They're not stopping here.
We need to get our army back.
Britain's next, then the rest of the world.
Christ.
I mean, you can practically see it from here.
What?
Home.
What about the French?
Publicly, Churchil's told them "bras dessous". (Arm in arm.)
Arm in arm, leaving together.
And privately?
We need our army back.
How many men are they talking about, sir?
Churchill wants 30,000.
Ramsay's hoping we can give him 45,000.
There are 400,000 men on this beach, sir.
We'll just have to do our best.
Right, this mole stays open at all costs.
We're in artillery range from the west.
If anything else sinks here, the mole's blocked and we're stuffed.
Can't we load from the beaches?
Better than standing out here when the dive bombers come.
- It's impossible. - Too shallow.
It's anything drafting more than 3 feet can't get near.
We don't have enough small boats to ferry men to the destroyers.
The mole it is then, gentlemen.
HEY!
HEY! CAN YOU SWIM, MATE?!
CAN'T YOU GET CLOSER?!
CAN'T RISK IT!
HANG ON!
What's your name?
Wreckage below.
The more of the 109?
No. It's Fortis Leader. Over.
You think he got out?
I didn't see a 'chute.
Record his position, then set heading 128...
...height 1000. Over.
Vector 128, angels 1. Understood.
Fortis 2, what's your fuel?
50 gallons. Over.
50 gallons.
Alright, keep letting me know.
My gauge took a bit of a knock back there.
Should you turn back?
Ah! No.
I'm fairly confident it's just the gauge.
SHE'S GOING DOWN!
CUT HER LOOSE!
What about the wounded?
CUT HER LOOSE, AND PUSH HER OFF! WE CAN'T LET HER SINK AT THE MOLE!
PUSH THAT BLOODY BOAT OFF!
Do you want to come below?
It's much warmer.
It's out of the wind.
Leave him, George.
He feels safer on deck.
You would too if you'd been bombed.
U-boat.
It was a U-boat.
Get him some more tea, George.
Alright. We're about 5 minutes out, so climb to 2000. Over.
That's more fuel.
I know, but I don't want to get jumped again.
Let's get decent altitude. We dive down on the bastards from above. Over.
Understood. Angels 2. Over.
Right, Highlanders. Let's find you another ship.
PULL BACK YOUR BUDDY, SO EVERYONE ELSE CAN CLIMB!
LIE HIM ON THE DECK! LIE HIM ON THE DECK!
WATCH YOUR HANDS!
WATCH IT! WATCH IT!
Keep moving down.
Right. Sweetheart, take the blanket.
Down you go. Put this on my love.
Down you go.
Keep going down.
And there's a nice cup of tea for you down there.
Keep moving down. Take the blanket.
Alright, make some room. Keep moving down, boys.
This way.
You go down there. Move down, lads.
Good boys. This way.
Good boys.
What's wrong with your friend?
He's looking for a quick way out.
In case we go down.
Where are we going?
Dunkirk.
No, it's not right. We are now going to England.
We have to go to Dunkirk, first.
I'm not going back.
Look at it.
If we...
If we go there, we'll die.
I see your point, son.
Well, let's plot a course.
You can take your tea below and warm up.
Peter, do we got space for man to lie down?
Ah!... Yeah.
Here. Come on.
Careful.
Just in there.
I'll get you some more tea.
Is he a coward, Mr. Dawson?
He's shell-shocked, George.
He's not himself.
He may never be himself again.
Here.
40 gallons, Fortis 1.
40 gallons. Understood.
Heinkel, 11 o'clock.
She's lining up to drop her load on that minesweeper.
Fighters?
Yeah, 109s, off her starboard.
Alright.
I'm on the bomber.
GOT HIM! GOT HIM!
She's turning. You must've damaged her.
Where's the escort?
Well, I got one of...
Ah! Jesus.
Come on.
I'm going down.
I'm on him. Bail out.
No. The swell looks good. I'm ditching.
- YEAH! - YEAH!
DON'T LEAVE US!
STOP THERE!
- WAIT FOR US! - STOP!
STAY WHERE YOU ARE!
DON'T YOU GO!
WAIT!
STOP THERE!
TORPEDO!
ABANDON SHIP! ABANDON SHIP!
HELP! HELP! HELP...!
Spitfires, George. Greatest plane ever built.
You didn't even look.
Rolls Royce Merlin engines.
Sweetest sound you could hear out here.
HELLO?!
YOU, OPEN THE DOOR!
HELLO?! DO YOU HEAR ME?!
OPEN THE DOOR!
DO YOU HEAR ME?!
- LET ME OUT! - He wants to come out.
What have you done? Locked him in?
Let him out, for God's sake.
HELLO?!
LET ME OUT!
You haven't turned around.
No, we have a job to do.
J... Job?!
This is a... This is a pleasure yacht.
You're... You're... You're weekend sailors, not the bloody navy.
A man your age.
Men my age dictate this war.
Why should we be allowed to send our children to fight it?
YOU SHOULD BE AT HOME!
Well, there won't be any home...
...if we allow slaughter across the Channel.
He's turned his tail. I'm going to get after him.
Good luck.
Watch your fuel. You're at 15 gallons.
15 gallons. Understood.
Best of luck, Collins.
Collins? Do you read?
- HELP! - NO! GET OFF!
PISS OFF, BOTH OF YOU! IT'S TOO CROWDED!
YOU CAN'T LEAVE!
MAKE SOME ROOM!
NO!
GET OFF!
You men, leave off. You'll capsize the boat.
It's gone over twice on the way out here.
You have to stay calm.
There are plenty of boats.
CALM?! WAIT TILL YOU GET TORPEDOED...
...THEN TELL US TO BE CALM!
You have life jackets?
Yes, they do.
Don't panic, boys.
The water is not too rough or too cold.
HEADING BACK TO THE BEACH!
LET'S GO TO DOVER!
- YEAH! - YEAH!
We can't make it across the Channel on this, lads.
We need to get back to the beach, wait for another ride.
You men in the water float here.
Save your strength.
We'll come back for you.
OARS IN!
TOGETHER!
OAR!
TOGETHER!
OAR!
TOGETHER!
OAR!
TOGETHER!
OAR!
There's no hiding from this, son.
What is it you think you can do out there?
On this thing.
It's not just us.
The call went out.
We aren't the only ones to answer, you know.
You don't even have guns.
Do you have a gun?
Yes, of course. A ri... A rifle 303.
Did it help you against the dive bombers? or the U-boat?
You're an old fool.
I'm not going back.
Turn it around.
I'm not turning around.
TURN IT AROUND!
TURN IT...
Stop!
Calm it down, mate.
Turn it around.
Wait! Wait!
CALM IT DOWN, MATE!
George?
I threw you down.
Okay. You're all right, George.
You're all right.
Hang on.
Okay.
Okay. It's just... That's it.
It's just gonna need some pressure on.
Here we go.
Can you hear me, George?
It's a pier.
For when the water comes in.
Tide's turning now.
How can you tell?
The bodies come back.
Hey!
HEY! HIGHLANDERS!
WHAT'S THAT WAY?!
A BOAT!
SHE'S GROUNDED!
NOT WHEN TIDE COMES IN! SHE'S NOT!
You prayed web?
You and Mr. Dawson...
It's the best thing I've ever done.
You're alright. You're okay.
Sea Cadet? It's the only thing I've ever done.
It's alright. It's okay.
Just have some water.
I told my dad I've...
...I've done nothing at school.
But I know I would do something one day.
Maybe get in the local paper.
Maybe my teachers would see it.
Now you get some rest.
I'll need you on deck as soon as you're able.
I can't.
What?
I can't see.
Sir?
The French have been forced back on the western side.
But they're still holding perimeter?
For now.
OFFICER COMING THROUGH! MOVE YOURSELVES!
Where're the destroyers?
There'll be one soon.
One?
After yesterday's losses, it's one ship on the mole at the time.
The battle is here.
What the hell they're saving them for?
The next battle.
The one for Britain.
Same with the planes.
But it's right there.
You can practically see it...
Seeing home doesn't help us get there, Colonel.
They need to send more ships.
Every hour the enemy pushes closer.
They've activated the small vessels pool.
Small vessels?
It's the list of civilian boats for requisition.
Civilian?
We need destroyers.
Small boats could load from the beach.
Not in these conditions.
But I'd rather face waves than dive bombers.
You're right. They won't get up in this...
The Royal Engineers are building piers from lorries.
At least that should help us when the tide comes back.
We all wil know in six hours time.
I thought tides were every three?
Then it's good that you're army and I'm navy, isn't it?
There. Vanquisher.
Where's the crew?
Probably got spooked after that they ran aground.
Scarpered up the beach.
Why?
Because we're outside the perimeter.
Enemy could be right there.
Alright, best shut ourselves inside, boys.
And wait for the high tide.
How long's that?
Every three hours.
I put pressure on him.
Strapped him up, made him comfortable.
What?
It's bad dad.
Should we turn back?
We come so far.
Dad! Is that one of ours?
That's a Heinkel.
They'll go for the minesweeper there.
Hang on. Shouldn't we stand by? To pick up survivors?
To do that we have to survive ourselves.
Poke your head out, see if the water comes in.
Talkative sod, aren't you?
Barely come in at all.
- For fuck's sake. - Calm down.
What goes out comes back in again, right?
Yeah, but how long?
SPITFIRES!
Come on.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
DAD! HE GOT HIM!
THE HEINKEL'S MOVING OFF!
YEAH?!
Oh, no.
SMOKE FROM THE SPITFIRE!
WATCH FOR A PARACHUTE!
Nee! Nee! Nee! Nee! Nee! Nee! (No! No! No! No! No! No!)
Kraut?
Are you with Germans?
No, Dutch. No, Dutch.
Merchant navy.
Here to pick you up. To help you.
Why'd you leave your boat?
In case the Germans come.
We wait at the beach with... with... with...
...with the soldiers. Wait for the tide.
You came back. The tide must be in.
Coming. Coming, yes. But mo... more... more hours till we float.
Hours? Why'd you come back?
Not so heavy when I left.
NO 'CHUTE!
Best of luck, Collins.
Collins? Do you read?
He's down.
Dad?
That was the engine?
Dad! He's down.
There was no 'chute.
Dad! Come on. There was no chute.
He's probably dead.
STOP IT! I HEAR YOU! I'M BEING RIGHT HERE!
He may be alive. Maybe.
We maybe able to help him.
No!
Then they'll know we're in here.
Why else they're shooting us?
Look at the grouping...
Target practice.
Go.
Plug it. Go. Go.
- SHUSH! - SHUSH!
SHUSH!
We have to plug it.
After you, mate.
- You ready? - Yeah, go.
Again?
How do we get off? Do we need to ditch some ballast?
Weight? Do we need to lose weight?
Weight. Weight. Yes. Yes.
Somebody needs to get off.
Well volunteered.
We don't need a volunteer.
I know someone who ought to get off.
This one.
He's a German spy.
Don't be daft.
He's a fuckin' Jerry.
We know he still hasn't said a word.
He's eyed us.
You don't speak English.
And if he does it's with an accent thicker than sauerkraut sauce.
You're daft. Tell him.
Yeah.
Tell me.
Tell me,... Gibson.
TELL ME!
Tell him, for God's sake.
Francais. Je suis Francais! (French! I'm French!)
A Frog?
A bloody Frog?
A cowardly little queue-jumping Frog.
Who's Gibson, Eh?
He's a naked dead Englishman lying out on that sand.
Or did you at least have the decency to bury him?
He did. I helped him. I thought it was his mate.
Maybe he killed him.
- He didn't kill him. - How do we know?
How hard is it to find a dead Englishman on Dunkirk beach.
He didn't kill anyone.
He was just looking for a way off the sand like the rest of us.
Hadn't they had enough practice by now?
Trying to make sure she won't float.
Will she still float?
Float? Yes, yes. with less weight.
And we know who's getting off.
You can't do that.
This French is on our side.
Go on, up you go.
As soon as he pokes his head out they'll slaughter him.
Better him than me.
That's not fair.
Survival's not fair.
No, it's shit.
It's fear. It's greed.
Fate pushed through the bowels of men.
Shit.
He saved our lives.
And he's about to do it again.
No! Just stop.
Somebody's got to get off so the rest of us can live.
Do you want to volunteer?
Fuck no. I'm going home.
And if this is the price?
I'll live with it... but it's wrong.
Go on.
One man's not going to make enough difference.
You'd best hope it does, because you'd be volunteering next.
What?
We're regimental brothers, mate.
It's just the way it is.
WE FLOAT!
START THE BLOODY ENGINE!
Afternoon.
Sorry it's your mate there.
I really don't know.
You were right not moving him.
You kept on the best for him you can.
We've wasted the day.
I share your frustration, Colonel.
JOHNNY?!
Grounded trawler, taking fire.
They're breaking through the dunes to the east.
This is it.
PLUG THE HOLES!
What do you see?
Home.
Is he alright? The boy?
No.
No, he's not.
DAD!
Come on. Come on, Farrier. Come on.
THERE'S MEN IN THE WATER!
Oil.
Oil. Oil.
YOU'RE GETTING INTO OIL!
Keep coming.
Plenty of room.
Alright, below deck.
ABANDON SHIP!
GIBSON!
LEAVE IT!
BELOW DECK!
It's because we have to get as many of you on board...
...as we can before that oil catches fire.
Go below deck or get off my boat. That's your choice.
Keep coming.
Careful. Careful down there.
He's dead, mate.
So, be bloody careful with him.
Um... Will...
Will he be okay? The boy?
Yeah.
He's coming back round.
HE'S COMING BACK ROUND.
Come on, Farrier. Come on.
GET OFF THE SHIP!
Come on, Farrier. Get one more.
Come on. Come on.
Go.
GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!
Take me home.
WHERE ARE YOU FROM?
OUT OF DARTMOUTH!
From Deal?
YOU WATCH THE CURRENT AT THE MOUTH!
AND THANK YOU!
That's a fighter.
Yes, a ME 109 from the South.
Peter, you take the tiller.
Listen for my instructions.
POINT HER SOUTH!
FULL SPEED, PETER!
KEEP COMING ROUND!
KEEP COMING!
BEFORE HE FIRES HE'S GOT TO DROP HIS NOSE!
I'LL GIVE YOU THE SIGNAL!
- NOW?! - NO! NO! WAIT!
WAIT FOR HIM TO COMMIT TO HIS LINE!
NOW!
He's gone.
He have bigger fish to fry.
How'd you know that stuff, anyway?
My son's one of you lot.
I knew he'd see us through.
You're RAF?
No. Not me. My brother.
He flew Hurricanes.
He died third week into the war.
No. Stay downstairs, please.
We just want to see the cliffs.
Is it Dover?
No.
That's Dorset.
But it's home.
We let you all down, didn't we?
Christ. How many you got in there?
Where the hell were you?
They know where you were.
Bye.
A cup of tea?
Well done.
Well done, lads.
Well done.
Well done, lads.
Well done.
All we did is survive.
That's enough.
Well done.
That old bloke wouldn't even look us in the eye.
COME ON, PRIVATE!
I KNOW WE'RE OFFICERS, BUT IT'S US OR THE ENEMY!
SO NOW'S NOT THE TIME TO BE PARTICULAR!
Well, Churchill got his 30,000.
And then some. Almost 300,000.
So far.
So far?
I'm staying.
For the French.
HEY!
WHERE ARE WE?!
SIDING. YOU'LL PUT IN IN A MINUTE.
WHAT STATION?
WOKING.
GRAB ME ONE OF THEM PAPERS.
GO ON!
"CHURCHILL ADDRESSES DUNKIRK EVACUATION IN COMMONS".
I can't bear it.
You read it.
Can't bear it?
They'll be spitting at us in the streets.
If they're not locked up waiting for the invasion.
"WEYMOUTH HERALD".
Wars are not won by evacuations.
I can't look.
But there was a victory inside this deliverance which should be noted.
Our thankfulness at the escape of our army...
...must not blind us to the fact that...
...what has happened in France and Belgium...
...is a colossal military disaster.
And we must expect another blow to be struck almost immediately.
We shall go on to the end.
We shall fight in France.
We shall fight on the seas and oceans.
"LOCAL BOY, GEORGE MILLS, JUST 17, HERO AT DUNKIRK".
We shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air.
We shall defend our island whatever the cost may be.
What?!
We shall defend our island whatever the cost may be.
We shall fight on the beaches.
We shall fight on the landing grounds.
We shall fight in the fields and the streets.
We shall fight in the hills.
We shall never surrender.
And even if this island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving...
...then our empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British fleet,...
...would carry on the struggle...
...until, in God's good time...
...the New World, with all its power and might...
...steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old.
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