Stalag 17 Page #5

HOFFY:

You got ten minutes to get through

the tunnel. That'll bring you out

just when the Jerries are changing

shifts.

(Turns to window)

Blondie?

Blondie gives him the high sign.

HOFFY:

(to Manfredi and

Johnson)

Okay, boys -- peel off.

There are handshakes, goodbyes and good-lucks.

STOSH:

When you get going on those broads,

think of me!

HARRY:

Animal! Animal! Aren't you ashamed

of yourself? A couple of guys are

trying to escape and you're thinking

of broads. Broads?

He does a take.

JOHNSON:

(with feeling)

We'll miss you, you cruds.

He turns and climbs down through the trap. Before Manfredi

follows him, he turns away, goes down on his knee, crosses

himself quickly.

UNDERNEATH BARRACK 4 - (NIGHT)

Johnson has already landed on the ground. Manfredi slips

down. They look around and start crawling off in the direction

of the latrine.

INT. BARRACK 4 - (SHOOTING UP THROUGH TRAP)

Stosh is peering after them, his head hanging down through

the trap from above. Beyond him in the barrack, Hoffy, Price

and Duke bend over Stosh, waiting for developments.

UNDERNEATH BARRACK 4 - (NIGHT)

From Stosh's point of view: Manfredi and Johnson have now

reached the end of the barrack and are crawling into the

compound towards the wash latrine some fifteen feet away. A

searchlight sweeps dangerously towards them.

INT. BARRACK

Stosh pulls up from the trap, his eyes closed, his fingers

in his ears. He doesn't want to see or hear the two out there

get shot. The others stand petrified. No shots, no screams.

So Stosh bends down into the trap again.

EXT. BARRACK 4 - (NIGHT)

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