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The kind of guts that can get us all killed.
A pretty poor commander I would be if l allowed that to happen.
-l'll try, sir. -Good man.
Get on with your jobs!
A living slave.
Lucky you.
Without law, commander, there is no civilisation.
Stand down. Stand down!
-All right, Chapman, you can run along. -Yes, sir.
What do you do here?
My name's Warden.
Help!
-Clipton, we're facing a crisis. -Yes, sir?
As soon as the bridge goes up...
We won't know that till l've tried it, will we?
Oh, yes, sir.
-Our task is to rebuild the battalion. -Yes, sir.
Just about to, sir. Come over here, commander, you can shave later.
We'll scrape up some decent clothing.
It's wet, mildewed, corroded, rotten. Like everything else in this jungle.
Two, enemy intends to open railway with passage of special train...
I'd say the odds against a successful escape are 1 00 to one.
...of which you are unaware.
...then arrange a conference with Saito...
It's not only clever, it's foolproof.
It's essential for an officer to have that respect, I'm sure you agree.
Oh, that's very kind. Lord Louis will be grateful.
For a brief moment, between escape and death...
"Tomorrow we begin again."
Must we build them a better bridge than they could have themselves?
Sir....
-Major Warden, sir? -Yes?
I'll tell them I impersonated an officer...
...of malaria, dysentery, beriberi, gangrene.
Yes, sir.
But my men and I are involved in a curious legal point...
You mean, you really want them to build the bridge?
Stop!
Later, perhaps?
We'll show them what the British soldier is capable of.
-The bridge, sir? -The bridge.
Use your knife, man, or we'll be shooting each other.
Our side of the river is quite obviously used by the Japanese.
Don't move, don't move.
I know it's a terrible imposition...
-Would you care for one? -No, thanks.
Well, maybe--
Oh, yes, very ingenious. Warden was right.
A train and a bridge!
-l thought you were the enemy. -l'm American, if that's what you mean.
Personally, I'm appalled.
For he's a jolly good fellow
I AM CAPITAL GAMES.
...l will give the order to fire.
Queer bird. Even for an Ameri--
Madness Gav
This is war!
But there are times...
-But there's the challenge. -l beg your pardon, sir.
...those temporary orders won't be worth the paper they're written on.
When the Navy learns the truth, they'll say:
That's just my point. Here, there is no civilisation.
I will count three.
Good luck.
Don't bother about me.
No one will ever know or care what happens to us.
What you have done should be...