:04:13
Move! Move!
:04:15
Come on, move it!
:04:16
Move it!
:04:19
Move it, move it, move it, move it!
:04:21
Regulations state, sir, that in the
absence of bacon, ham, et cetera...
:04:26
...the acting catering officer,
that's you, sir...
:04:29
...shall authorize once per week,
the issue of offal.
:04:33
- Offal?
- Offal, sir...
:04:34
...is kidneys, liver,
tongue, brains...
:04:37
Well, I'll be damned!
:04:39
- Milly, how nice to see you!
- Hello, sir.
:04:42
- Whatever are you doing here?
- I've no idea.
:04:44
I'm reporting to Cmdr. Jensen.
:04:46
I gather you've been hurling yourself
over the white cliffs. How's the leg?
:04:50
It's in the same place. I thought
they pensioned you off for good.
:04:54
You still peddling
those whiz-bangs of yours?
:04:56
Yes, we've got things that go boom
for all occasions.
:04:59
I'm working with a new detonator.
It's interesting...
:05:02
Excuse me, sir. We can't keep
Cmdr. Jensen waiting.
:05:05
- We'll have a quiet pint later on.
- He'd like to see you too, together.
:05:12
Corporal, put that in my office,
will you?
:05:19
Mallory.
:05:21
Take a pew. How's the leg?
:05:23
- And Miller, isn't it?
- Yes, sir.
:05:25
Hear you've been attached
to Winston's toy shop.
:05:28
"Department of Dirty Tricks"
as the Whitehall chaps call it.
:05:31
Well, they speak very well of you.
:05:33
Right. We need you chaps
for something rather special.
:05:42
I'm afraid it's not exactly
a masterpiece...
:05:45
...but I wonder if you can identify
this fellow.
:05:53
Think back to Navarone.
:05:55
I'd rather not, sir.
:05:57
Nicolai?