"FRANCE MAY 1940" "Hello?" "Hello, Abbeville?" "What?" "If you can't place them, advise Paris." "I'm at my wits' end, but carry on." "But...yes, I hear you very well." "Eh?" "What?" "Are you sure?" "They're at Sedan?" "Eyes right!" "I welcome you in the name of the Second Luftwaffe, General." "Thank you, Kesselring." " My dear Fink." " General." " Everything all right?" " We're ready to go, General." "Very well, gentlemen." "Let's move out." "Ready..." "Attention!" "Ready..." "Attention!" "Keep it coming..." "Bring it up." "Here..." "that's right." "Ready..." "Attention!" "Attention!" "Ready..." "Attention!" "Attention!" "Ready..." "Attention!" "Guards out!" "Gate up!" "Attention!" "If I have to look at one more bomber..." "I won't recommend you for promotion, Kesselring." "May I finish the inspection?" "Certainly." "Sir." "Please give my regards to Berlin." ""England is not our natural enemy."" "You heard him say it, Jeschonnek." "This time he's wrong." "They're on their knees... and we've never had such an opportunity." "It's ridiculous!" "Ridiculous?" "It's disastrous!" "Herr Baron von Richter... the Fuehrer will see you now, sir." "BRITISH EMBASSY, SWITZERLAND" "JUNE 1940" "Attention!" "Gentlemen, please..." "the Inspector General has just arrived." "Here." "Thank you, Captain." "Ah, my dear Foehn." "You are well?" " Yes, thank you, General." " And Falke?" "Yes, thank you, General." "May I introduce my brother, Hans, sir?" "Another fighter ace perhaps?" "When I get the chance, sir." "General." "We've borrowed this." " Dover?" " Dover." "Those masts..." "Radio Direction Finders?" "Yes, their secret weapon... which we captured at Dunkirk." "Our Stukas can deal with them." "Excuse me, General, but why?" "If the masts bring up the RAF... then we don't have to look for them." "The pilots are in excellent spirits, General." "I have eyes, Osterkamp." "I just wanted to say, General... we're impatient to set out for England." "It may happen sooner than you think." "Please, gentlemen." "Come, Falke." "Thank you, General." "Gerhardt, my bath!" "Yes, certainly, Major." "Can't those wait till later?" "They're the daily orders for the Luftwaffe..." " and must go out today." " All right, if I have to." "Don't tell me..." "you just happened to find it." "Wouldn't you like to know." "Now hurry... if you're not ready in five minutes... we're off to Boulogne for dinner without you." "Hans, look after Major Foehn." "Good afternoon, sir." "May I show you the way?" "Certainly, my boy." "Lead on." "Don't let him near the wine cellar!" "What's the best way to dodge a Spitfire, sir...a shallow dive?" "And curve in at the same time." "But sir, my brother says... a Spitfire is faster than a 109." "When we get to England, I'll take one up... and show him how to fly it." "Yea..." "straight into the Channel!" "I said look after him, not drown him." "The major's not crazy about our marksmanship." "Teach these guys to shoot..." "and they'll all be aces." "Sir, you're to report to Wissant." " When?" " Immediately." "Major Foehn too." "Now I know why we're going to Wissant." "At last!" "AUGUST 10th, 1940" "Gentlemen..." "Eagle Day... the destruction of the RAF on the ground." "Takeoff time: 07:15." "Our targets today in southern England... the following airfields:" "Manston, Biggin, Kenley..." "Dover, Hawkinge." "Our task..." "knock out the RAF on the ground." "There'll be nothing left for us." "Don't worry, gentlemen... our bombers won't be able to destroy everything." "Enough Spitfires will manage to take off... even for you, Bruno!" "Therefore, gentlemen... gain maximum height and make good use of it." "And try not to land in the Channel." "In other words..." "watch your petrol gauges." "Remember - you've only got 30 minutes over there." "OK, let's go." "Away?" "I'm here." "Colonel." "Good." "Very good." "The weather's very good." "We've got a nice high pressure zone... and we're going to use it." "The proof, gentlemen." "We are destroying... as many planes on the ground as in the air." "Thank you, Schmidt." "On the desk, please." "Reichsmarschall Goering will certainly be interested... in these latest figures." "So far, we've destroyed nearly 300 planes." "That's half the entire British fighter force, gentlemen." "Schmidt can say what he likes." "The fact remains... our bombers continue to be intercepted." "The British are bringing down reserves from the North." "Right." "So we intensify attacks on airfields... and from Norway..." "we'll attack the North." "Beyond the range of our fighters, sir." "And theirs." "Even a Spitfire can't be in two places at once." "How far are we from the coast?" "Everybody, action stations." "This is Tomato One..." "Tomato One to all planes." "Ten minutes to target." "Everyone ready at their stations." "Repeat..." "Ten minutes to target." "Over and out." "Look out!" "Spitfires!" "H.Q. FIGHTER COMMAND" "Hurry up!" "Get out!" "Everyone out!" "Bandits to the left..." "1,000 meters below." "Roger." "I see them." "I'm breaking left to attack." "We should've been over the target 9 minutes ago." "The wind's changed." "So where are we?" "Where's London?" "Far to the southwest." "Good." "Then ditch the bombs and head for home." "Attacks on London are strictly forbidden." "You know the orders as well as I do, Major Brandt." "These attacks can only be made... on the personal order of the Fuehrer himself." "I regret, gentlemen... the matter is now out of my hands." "By order of Reichsmarschall Goering... you two are to report to Berlin to testify." "Thank you." "Major Brandt?" "Navigator Froedl?" "Please follow me." "Can you believe this?" "Don't they know there's a blackout?" "You know what our friend Goering said..." ""If ever a bomb falls on Berlin... then you may call me Meyer."" "You're to report to Colonel Schroeder at 09:00 sharp." "This car will take you to your quarters... where you will remain." "You may call me "Meyer."" "Last night, the British dropped bombs on Berlin." "So be it." "Two can play at that game." "If the RAF drop 200, 300 or... 400 bombs on Germany... then we'll drop 2000, 3000 or... 4000 bombs on England!" "If they attack our cities, then we will flatten theirs... and totally wipe them out!" "The hour will come when one of us must crack." "And it will never be National Socialist Germany!" "Never!" "Never!" "The British are filled with curiosity." "They keep asking, "Why doesn't he come?"" "Patience ... patience." "We are coming." "We are coming!" "Hail Victory!" "Hail Victory!" "Attention!" "PAS DE CALAIS SEPTEMBER 7th, 1940" "Reichsmarschall, I welcome you in the name of..." "It's all right, Kesselring." "Thank you, thank you." "Ah, Osterkamp." "Everything all right?" "Yes, sir." "Then it can begin." " Come with me, Kesselring." " Yes sir." "Don't just stand there, you pigs!" "Fall in... or I'll make you swim across the Channel!" "Attention!" "In the ditch!" "Get off the road!" "Attention!" "Here they come." "If we lose now... we deserve to get our asses kicked out!" "Where's the Royal Air Force?" "Five seconds." "Away!" "Away!" "Nazis!" "Nazis, on the right!" " I can't see them!" "Where?" " Down there on the right!" "There they are!" "Jerries!" "Turning now." "Turning now." " Turning now." " Turning now." "Get out quickly!" "On fire...son of a gun!" "I'm on fire!" "I'm bailing out!" "What is it?" "I'm a Polish pilot." "Where're you taking me?" "I'm fighting on your side!" "Can we get in?" " And go get the doctor." " Good." "I know, young man." "Get out of the way, man." "It's coming." "It's coming." "Are you telling me that your losses are critical?" "We're bombing day and night, Reichsmarschall." "Our losses are high, our pilots are tired... and the planes need servicing." "Be specific!" "What are you telling me?" "!" "The British have changed tactics." "Changed tactics?" "How?" "They're attacking in large numbers." "We could cut our losses if the bombers... had close fighter protection, sir." "The fighters are always there." "But not close enough." "Is that it?" "You know what it's like to be a fighter pilot." "The fighter's a hunter, sir." "Yes, I was a fighter pilot... not a coward!" "No one's suggesting cowardice, sir!" "I'm making the suggestion!" "From now on, the fighters will stay with the bombers." "And lose the advantage... of speed and surprise?" "You'll obey my orders!" "The invasion can't begin until we've cleared the skies." "Come, my friends - I've chastised you enough." "I'm here to help." "Is there anything you need?" "Foehn?" "Falke?" "Yes sir..." "give me a squadron of Spitfires." "Wait...a vapor trail." "Two squadrons..." "left and above." "All planes, this is Vulture leader." "Keep quiet and hold your positions." "Don't break... wait for my order." "Sir, you know..." "I promised the Fuehrer we'd destroy the RAF." "This weather won't last." "We've got to finish it!" "That's an order!" "SEPTEMBER 15th, 1940" "Quick march!" "You've not only let me down... but you've betrayed me!"