The Bridge at Remagen Page #2

with divisions that no longer exist.

Hitler still thinks he's winning the war.

The army helped bring Hitler into power.

Are you saying we made a mistake?

I'll show you something.

Here, the 15th Army, or what's left of it.

75,000 men trapped.

Here, Remagen Bridge -

the only way to get them out.

And what are my orders? Blow it up.

What in God's name can I do?

One can only do one's duty.

What's that?

Delay. Try and save the army.

Hold the bridge as long as possible.

Are you suggesting I disobey an order?

If I put you in command of that bridge,

would you hold it open

as long as possible?

What are the defences?

One regular company,

a reserve company, 600 volunteers,

200 Hitler Youth, an anti-aircraft unit.

About 1600 men, all told, fully equipped.

That is good. Where are the Americans?

Around Bonn.

What if they threaten Remagen?

I managed to hold

two panzer battalions in reserve.

When shall I take command?

Be at the bridge by morning.

You understand that in the circumstances

I cannot give you a written order.

But I do promise you my full support.

From you, sir, that's quite enough.

What's wrong? Why'd you stop?

It's too easy. No mines. No roadblocks.

They don't have time. They're pullin' out.

The whole German Army's on the run.

Maybe they're not pulling out here.

You're gonna stop

at every lousy bend in the road?

I don't know.

I'll tell you when I come to them.

Why the hell don't you admit it?

You don't like riding point.

I don't like riding point.

All right, I'm gonna ride point.

Just you keep up tight behind me.

Depends how fast you're going.

Well, come on. Let's go.

Hold it, you guys. Stay in your trucks.

Grebs! Get that Kraut car up here!

Yes, sir.

- What do you think it was, a mine?

- Anti-tank shell.

Take your half-track.

Cut across that field to the farmhouse.

When you hear these go off, come in fast.

Load her up. We're movin' out.

The rest of you stay back.

- What have they got in that farmhouse?

- I don't know, Grebs, but it ain't candy.

Easy, Grebs, normal speed.

If they spot our uniforms now,

it's goodbye, Nancy.

- I think they've seen us, sir.

- Give it everything you got. Go. Go!

Closer! Get in closer!

Flush 'em out!

(clucking)

- Jellicoe.

- Yeah?

- Think we oughta check the barn.

- I think you're right, Angel.

What's the matter, Glover?

Nothing, sir. I, uh...

Just for a minute there, I was awful tired.

Sometimes it hits you like that.

Yes, sir.

It's Captain Colt, sir.

I couldn't leave him in the road.

Well...

What was all that about, Lieutenant?

Target practice, sir.

Gotta keep sharp.

We're the cutting edge.

How'd Johnny get it?

Anti-tank shell.

He was tryin' too hard,

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