Escape to Athena Page #3

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...and people came

to leave valuable offerings.

Prisoner Dane...

- What happens if we run out of stuff?

- We won't. We take precautions.

Prisoner Dane, report

to the commandant's office.

Put him back to bed.

Now you see him, now you don't.

Very neat. So, tell me,

where's the real heavy stuff?

- Well, Charlie...

- You! Dane.

Major Hecht. Come.

If he could only stand up

by himself without relying on me.

Are you still here?

It's not a bad life. Got a match?

- I'm so sorry.

- Schwein!

- Hi, Frulein!

- Give 'em hell, baby.

Oh, beautiful woman, Sergeant.

Your mother?

- My wife.

- Ah, nice dainty quality about her.

You're a man of exceptional taste,

Sergeant. Exceptional taste.

- Charlie?

- Major.

Nice view.

Have you ever been to Hollywood?

I've played a few bits there.

Do you know... Ann Sheridan?

Do I know Ann Sheridan?

No.

Miss Sheridan is what they

call the... oomph girl, is she not?

All the time.

- What is "oomph"?

- "Oomph"?

It's the icing on the strudel, Major.

That, then, is the area I would

like to be discussing with you.

In the matter of Miss Delmar.

Your status here does not permit you

connubial privileges.

- So far.

- Consider it a closed door.

However, there is no reason

that we all must suffer.

Certainly not.

- Idle machinery rusts.

- Precisely.

Now, given the uncertainty

of your position here...

I thought you might need

a social director, you know...

...a bingo club, teach the tango,

put on shows - I do a fabulous Jolson.

You ain't heard nothin' yet!

You, er... You have my permission.

Terrific, you'll have

the grooviest camp in the mountains.

Now, er...

Back to the question of oomph.

- I thought that was going fine.

- On the surface, yes.

But, er... Uh-uh.

Oh. Well, it's hard

for some ladies to fake it.

Well, she could look upon it as, er...

...theatre.

I don't know, Major.

A jazz lover like you stooping to this.

The spoils of war, my friend.

Have the girls heard anything

about those two Americans?

No, what about them?

They may have been

planted by the Germans -

I'm waiting now

to hear from Allied intelligence.

We may have to kill them.

- Yes?

- It's Zoe.

If he's from the prison camp,

you take him.

- It's Braun.

- Braun.

- With or without his truck?

- With.

Don't get upset,

you don't have to be jealous of him...

- ...when he's with his truck.

- It's the truck that upsets me.

Hecht's got his girl

and he doesn't seem to mind at all.

He minds.

I don't trust him.

Telling bad jokes doesn't make

a man a collaborator.

It would be nice

if Dottie sang Lili Marlene.

You got it, babe.

- How's business?

- Berlin is satisfied.

Are you?

We've found some things

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