Hanover Street
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:16:03
They're shooting guns at us.
:16:08
Somebody forgot to tell the Germans
they should only have light flak.

:16:13
Bomb bay open.
:16:16
Seven miles to target.
:16:24
Feather it.
:16:34
-It's feathered.
-Let's turn back.

:16:37
-How far from target?
-Five miles. Turn back!

:16:40
-He's right.
-Have to slow to 200.

:16:42
-We'll be sitting ducks.
-We'll get our asses shot off!

:16:46
How far from target?
:16:49
Three miles. Am I the only one
who's not crazy?

:16:52
Ever take a look at Hyer?
:16:54
If there's a God, he doesn't send Hyer
to prep school and Yale...

:16:59
...to let him die in a plane.
So as long as we're with him...

:17:03
... the Krauts can't get at us.
:17:06
I'm messy enough to take Hyer down
with me! We're over the target.

:17:11
I'm gonna drop the bombs
and let's get out of here!

:17:14
Just a second.
:17:16
We're over it,
the engine's falling off!

:17:19
-Chief, what do you think?
-It'll hold, if you wanna wait.

:17:24
Terrific, we've got Sergeant York
on the plane. I hate you, Lucas!

:17:30
We're over the goddamn target,
let me drop the bombs.

:17:34
We're over the target!
:17:36
You're early because
you're afraid the wing will fall off.

:17:40
-I'm gonna wait a few more seconds.
-I hate Lt. David Halloran!

:17:46
-Serial number 057327--
-969.

:17:49
Let him drop the bombs!
:17:51
If we don't hit the target now,
we'll have to come back again.

:17:56
-Now we're really over the target!
-Well, drop the bombs!


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