Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old."
The ship's about to leave. About to leave.
But it's right there.
Oh you served? Hold on and I will get a sandbag.
when I don't listen to you Sara:
What about the French?
They'll be spitting at us in the streets.
You and Mr. Dawson?
You do know where we're going?
Have you noticed he hasn't said a word?
Pick us up! Pick us up!
And if this is the price?
Well done, lads.
Where are we going?
Mr. Dawson!
And then some.
Right, well, this mole stays open at all costs.
Merchant navy.
Out of Dartmouth!
Hey! Can you swim it?
Heinkel, 11 o'clock.
Thanks for the help, George.
Drop the gangplank!
Full speed, Peter.
Okay, you're all right, George.
I'm on him. Bail out.
One stretcher takes the space of seven standing men.
We're heading back to the beach.
Calm?
You're an old fool.
Help!
It's grenadiers, mate.
There we go.
Let's get a decent altitude.
Come back!
Come on, private!
Some men?
You're daft. Tell him.
What have you done? Locked him in?
You can practically see it from here Saga
That last barrage has damaged the rudder.
He don't speak English.
We'll just have to do our best.
But it's wrong.
Understood. Angels two.
What is it you think you can do out there, on this thing?
Go. Plug it. Go, go.