Spitfire (1943)
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Plane designer is convinced that Britain’s survival in WWII may depend on his new fighter.
Following Hitler’s rise to power, plane designer RJ Mitchell (Leslie Howard) becomes convinced that Britain’s survival may depend on his designs for a new fighter plane. David Niven plays his test pilot friend.
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Spitfire (1943)
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Following Hitler’s rise to power, plane designer RJ Mitchell (Leslie Howard) becomes convinced that Britain’s survival may depend on his designs for a new fighter plane. David Niven plays his test pilot friend.
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(dramatic music) (film clicking) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) >> Narrator: It is the 20th century of the Christian era.
But the dark menace of medieval tyranny has risen again in Germany and reached out over the face or Europe.
Austria has gone.
Czechoslovakia has been absorbed.
Poland has been obliterated.
Denmark is invaded.
Norway is overrun.
Holland falls.
Belgium falls.
France is invaded.
France falls.
>> Announcer: The situation is grave beyond words!
England's back is to the wall!
On this side of the Atlantic, we watch anxiously and sympathetically.
Can Britain weather the storm of invasion?
>> Announcer: In informed quarters here, there are many who doubt it.
>> Announcer: Germany calling.
Germany calling.
Germany calling!
The fuhrer says, I shall wipe out their towns and cities.
Britain is no longer.
>> Narrator: Dr. Goebbels says, The hour is here!
England will be erased from history!
It will be over in a few weeks!
Field Marshall Goring declares, in a few days, London will no longer be a town.
My beloved Luftwaffe, will plow to history's greatest triumph!
We shall parade in Whitehall in August!
(dramatic music) What has happened in France makes no difference to British faith and purpose.
We shall defend our island.
And with the British empire around us, we shall fight on, unconquerable, until the curse of Hitler is lifted from the brows of men.
(waves crashing) >> Man: Raid 4, 8,000 feet, 50 aircraft.
(plane engines rumbling) Raid 5, 7,000 feet, 40 aircraft.
(plane engines rumbling) Raid 16, 10,000 feet, 50 aircraft.
(plane engines rumbling) >> Looks as if they're coming straight for us this time.
>> Attention, please.
Attention, please.
Attack alarm!
Attack alarm!
Enemy aircraft approaching us from the Southeast.
All personnel not servicing aircraft, take cover.
Come on, children, battle bearers.
>> Announcer: Lookout calling!
Lookout calling!
Enemy planes up ahead!
>> Sir?
>> Hm?
>> Sir.
>> Oh!
(explosions booming) >> 227 have only been down 10 minutes.
Yes, yes, on C field.
(engine rumbling) >> Hello, Donnie, how'd you get on?
>> I got an ATA and had a crack at Adonia.
>> Good show, that's grand.
>> Well, you two, what's your story?
>> Well, a wing came off my Heinkel.
I suppose that counts.
>> Your Heinkel?
>> All right, our Heinkel.
>> See that job?
Absolutely head on!
I bet that shook him!
>> Bet it shook you, too.
>> Anybody seen the CO?
>> I don't think he's arrived yet, sir.
>> Is anybody else not here?
Here's the CO coming in now.
(engine rumbling) >> Looks as if somethings wrong with him.
He hasn't got his flaps down, he'll overshoot!
(plane crashing) >> You all right?
(engine rumbling) Come on, hurry up!
(car ringing) >> Got you, mutt.
>> Corporal I've had this since I got the ankle pain.
>> You get in there.
>> What I want now is an ambulance.
There are hundreds of them up there, and probably more coming.
(engines rumbling) >> Well, 653 have only been down half an hour, sir.
>> Man: Well, I'm afraid they'll have to go out again.
>> Announcer: Attention, squadron, scramble!
Attention, squadron, scramble!
>> Well, there they go, the usual flt.
>> Well, good luck to them, they'll need it.
>> Gosh, you don't know you're tired until you sit down.
(engines rumbling) Here comes the station commander.
I wonder what's in the wind, now.
>> Oh, don't get up, please.
>> Good afternoon, sir.
Was the CO hurt?
>> Oh, not very much.
He's done something to his ankle, I think.
Well, I hear you chaps had quite a good bag this afternoon.
>> Yes, six, sir.
>> Six?
Good, that makes 20 so far.
(engines rumbling) >> Spitfires, gents, just in case you never seen one.
>> Can't see a spit in the air without getting kick out of it.
>> It is an artistic job.
>> That's not surprising.
It was designed by an artist.
>> Man: You mean Mitchell, sir?
>> Yes, RJ Mitchell.
>> He was a wizard.
>> You're right, he was a wizard.
>> He's a marvelous-looking bloke.
He lives in Inverness.
>> Oh, no he doesn't.
He's in Canada, MI-5.
>> Man: Absent tripe!
He works at Vickers.
>> But surely Mitchell's dead, isn't he?
>> Anyway, he made the Spit.
Invented the whole thing in two hours.
>> What?
>> Didn't he, sir?
>> No, I'm afraid he didn't.
It wasn't as easy as that.
(engine rumbling) Yes, a whole lot of things had to happen before that miracle came to life.
It all started quite a long time ago.
Oh, it must have been 1922?
Yes, it was 1922.
(dramatic music) >> Woman: You want the last sandwich?
>> Man: No, thanks!
>> Why not?
>> You put eggs in them!
>> Oh!
(dramatic music) I thought you'd gone for good.
What have you been up to?
>> Thinking.
>> Grateful?
>> Oh, ho, terrific!
>> Such as?
>> The birds fly a lot better than we do.
>> You don't say!
>> I do.
But then, they've been at it some millions of years.
We've got to learn from them if we ever want to fly properly.
And faster, always faster.
And the world gets smaller, and places closer.
And people halfway across the earth not strangers, but neighbors.
>> Not strangers, but neighbors, I like that.
>> Here, you take a look at them.
See how they wheel, and bank, and glide?
Perfect.
And all in one, wings, body, tail, all in one.
When we try, we build something all stuck together with strings, and struts, and wires.
But you wait, someday, I'm going to build a plane that can move just like a bird.
>> Why, it is like a bird!
What a strange-looking machine.
What's this?
Supermarine Aviation, the pleasure of the company of Mr. and Mrs. RJ Mitchell to a lun, darling, you didn't tell me!
You didn't want to go, did you?
Well?
>> There was some talk about my having to make a speech.
(woman chuckles) >> You're silly, darling.
>> I hate speeches, don't you?
>> Uh-huh.
>> Man: Speech!
(audience cheering) >> Well, if this astonishing seaplane that you chaps have built manages to stay in the air, it will, today, have the honor of representing Britain in the Schneider Trophy Contest of 1922.
(audience applauding) >> And now, let's drink to the chaps who are representing Supermarine in Naples today.
(audience cheering) >> Darling, do hurry.
We're going to be late for the announcement of the race!
>> I wonder if they would let me build my plane?
>> Why not ask them?
Today!
>> I will!
If we win today, I will!
I must!
(car honking) >> Ladies and gentlemen, our plane today has won the Schneider Trophy Race in record time!
(audience cheering) >> Darling, does that mean we've won?
>> That's what it means, yes.
Come on.
>> Go and talk to Commander Bride!
>> What, now?
>> Hm, while he's in the mood!
After all, we've won the race!
>> Yes.
>> It's wonderful!
Anything might happen!
It's your chance!
Why not?
Why not?
>> Yes, why not?
>> Good luck!
>> Man: Three cheers for Commander Bride!
>> All: Hurray!
Hurray!
>> Well done, Mr. Mitchell.
>> You missed all the fun, sir!
>> Congratulations, Mr. Mitchell!
>> Thank you.
>> Good work, Mitch.
>> Oh, congratulations, Mitchell.
>> Where on Earth have you been?
We've been looking for you everywhere.
>> Well, I've been rather busy, Mr. Higgins.
>> Well, we've done it.
>> Yes, we've done it.
What was the speed?
>> 145 miles an hour.
>> Huh.
>> It's going to open up big possibilities for all of us.
>> Yes, I was hoping that, uh.
>> Good luck, gentlemen!
>> Oh, thank you, Joe.
>> Thank you.
We wanted to talk to about it, young man.
>> Uh, good!
I was hoping that.
>> Yes, we're very impressed with your work on the Sea Lion.
>> Well, I'm so glad, I, uh.
>> We think you have a flair for design.
>> Look here, as a matter of fact, I'd rather like to show you some.
>> The trouble is, you lack practical experience yet.
>> We just need to get over that.
>> Yeah, of course we can, eh?
>> Napa next year, gentlemen!
>> So we're going to put you back into the assembly shops for a year or so.
>> The assembly shop?
>> Yes, that's the place to get real experience.
>> Yes, but, but I.
>> Mack, why aren't these boys drinking?
Come on, there are drinks over here for everybody.
>> Look here, Mr. Higgins, I've been in the assembly.
>> Aw, come on, Mitchell, have a drink!
>> Well?
>> The assembly shop for a couple of years.
>> Oh!
>> Hm.
(dramatic chord) Oh, well.
How about having a drink with the boys?
>> Yes, let's!
(dramatic music) >> Man: And that, at the moment, was the end of Mitchell's strange ideas.
(trumpeting) (dramatic music) (audience cheering) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) Another year went by, and Mitchell was back at the drawing board.
Still designing the same old flying boats, still dreaming of the future.
It was about this time that a rather disturbing influence entered Mitchell's life.
(light hearted music) >> Mr. Mitchell?
>> I beg your pardon?
>> Mr. Mitchell?
>> Have you an appointment?
>> No.
>> Then I'm afraid you can't see him.
(type writer clicking) (man claps) >> Marvelous the way you handle that thing, never a wrong note.
I have one myself only, I play by ear.
Chop!
>> Really, I can't have you sitting around my office chattering.
I'm very busy.
If you want to see Mr. Mitchell, you must write.
Good morning.
>> At last, got it!
Two copies, please, quick as possible!
Who are you?
>> Well, as a matter of fact, I.
>> Mitchell: Is there anything I can do for you?
>> I want a job.
>> What kind of a job?
>> Anything, I'll do anything.
>> Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
>> Crisp.
>> You're Crisp?
Good Heavens, you're Crisp!
Well, what are you doing here?
Have you been waiting to see me?
Why didn't you tell me Crisp was here?
Come on in, Crisp, old man.
Come on.
>> Crisp!
>> This is a friend of mine, Geoffrey Crisp.
Mr. Jordan, Mr. Reynolds.
>> How do you do?
>> We were at school together.
Well, you look different!
>> You don't.
>> Ha, that's too bad.
>> This looks all right.
You designing aeroplanes?
>> I'm trying to.
What have you been doing all these years?
>> Oh, lots of things.
Some of them rather odd.
A bit of flying.
>> Uh-huh.
Have a cigarette?
>> No, thank you.
>> Flying in the war, I suppose?
>> Yes, I just got in the tail end.
>> Did you?
Lucky man they didn't bump you off.
(Crisp chuckles) >> They did their best, it was good fun, though.
>> Well, I'm glad you liked it.
>> But when it was all over, they didn't have any more use for us, so it all sort of broke up.
>> Hm, axed, eh?
>> Well, that sounded better than just the sack.
>> Eh, it's hard luck.
>> I was all right.
I got a job as test pilot.
>> Did you?
>> 'Til there weren't any more planes to test.
Then I worked in a bicycle shop and tested bikes.
After that, I traveled in soap.
Soap!
You'd be surprised the number of people who don't seem to use it.
>> Hm.
>> I was.
And I looked for working garages, but I was one of thousands.
Used to meet some of my old flying boys out after the same jobs.
>> I know.
Not very nice.
>> No.
Well, I'm still trying.
>> Hm.
>> I hope you don't mind.
>> Mind?
Good Heavens, no.
Test pilot, eh?
>> Then I came breezing in here, bold as brass, feeling pretty cheap, really.
And that, um, female snapdragon of yours tried to bite me.
>> Tried to bite you?
>> I give you my word.
She took a great snap at me, and then she rang a bell.
>> No!
>> Did!
>> Really, Miss Harper, I'm surprised.
Thank you.
>> And Mrs. Mitchell rang to ask if you'll be working late again tonight, or if you'll be home to dinner.
>> Home.
And bringing someone, you.
>> Me?
>> Yes, you're coming to dinner.
Now, here.
This is what we have today.
Latest 1924 design.
Now, here's what I'm after.
The wings.
The body.
And that's all.
Except the legs.
With wheels, or floats, as the case may be.
You see, all in one piece.
You see, the problem with a racing plane is space.
You've got to build the thing around the man who's gonna fly in it.
Well, I got the man in all right, but I didn't know where I was gonna put the petrol.
>> Well, where are you gonna put it?
>> In the floats.
>> Crisp: In a floats?
>> Uh-huh.
And feed it to the engine by a force feed system.
(Crisp chuckles) >> You can't do that.
>> Why not?
>> Well, whoever heard of putting petrol in the floats?
>> Well, nobody yet but they're going to.
And I'm gonna get rid of the frontal radiator, a new cooling system.
I'm going to take the liquid under the underside of the wings here so the rush of air cools it.
>> But if it's as simple as that, why hasn't somebody thought of it?
>> Somebody has, me!
Oh, well.
I don't suppose anything will ever come of it.
And if it did, I doubt that anybody would want to fly it.
>> I would!
>> Would you?
>> Try anything once!
>> Would you really?
It's a bargain.
If it flies at all, you fly in it.
>> Crisp: Good.
>> There's you.
>> Come here.
Take a look at these.
>> Crisp: It's terrific.
Mitch, this is the future.
>> That isn't what we want.
What we are asking for is an aeroplane, like this!
Now, there's a tried and proved design.
Even though it did lose last year.
But this thing, this!
It looks just like a damned bird with boots on!
(Higgins laughs) >> Birds are rather good at flying, Mr. Higgins.
>> But it's not your province, our last penny, and more, that's what it comes to, flying in the face of providence with a thing that won't even fly.
>> I quite agree.
>> The Chairman is right.
>> My dear fellow, you mustn't feel that we don't recognize your ability.
But you must give us credit for knowing something of our job.
We want a plane like the Sea Lion, only a bit better.
And we believe you can give it to us!
>> I can give you a plane to win.
>> Ah, now you're talking.
>> But it must be my own.
>> You mean that if your own way, you won't do it at all?
>> I can give you a plane to win.
If you haven't enough faith in me to let me do what I believe I can, I don't feel justified in undertaking what I know I can't.
>> Being a bit hasty, aren't you, Mitch?
Coming to such a decision in two minutes?
>> Two minutes?
Two years hard work!
>> Quite, I understand.
And after those two years, you're disappointed at not getting your own way?
>> It's not a question of getting my own way.
It's the way I've been going for more than two years.
And now it is my way, inevitably.
It's a question of whether you're coming with me.
>> That's a bit high-handed, I must say!
After all, there are other aircraft designers.
>> I quite appreciate that.
Of course, it can be remedied, you know.
>> You mean you'll resign?
>> That's what I mean, yes.
>> Man: Well, in that case.
>> In that case, there's nothing more to be said.
Excuse me.
(door clicks) >> Well, gentlemen.
As managing director, I must congratulate you on having lost us the best designer in the country.
>> Hello, Mitch!
>> Oh, hello Geoff!
>> Well, what a nice surprise.
Hello, darling.
Sorry I'm late.
Got held up in town.
Ah, tea.
>> Is it hot in London?
>> Oh, it's awful.
Thanks.
>> Any luck?
>> No, I'm afraid not.
>> Not even Brown?
>> No, nor Wilcox, nor any of the bigger people.
>> They are a lot of half-wits!
>> Well, let's forget about them, for tonight, anyway.
Do you eat Irish stew?
>> I eat anything!
>> Just as well.
>> Oh, cheer up, Mitch, you did the right thing.
And also, if you don't mind, I'll string along with you, just the same.
We stick together now, we can lick the whole world!
You're the brains, I'm the hands.
How's that for a partnership?
>> You're taking an awful gamble, Geoff.
I tried to get you a job, I can't even keep my own.
>> Don't worry about me, I'm used to it.
It's harder for you, though and for Diana.
>> Yes.
I think I ought to talk to her.
>> Yes.
>> You stay here.
Hello, boy!
(baby babbles) I say, Geoff, Geoff!
Geoff, he said something extraordinary just now!
>> Did he?
>> Yeah!
Do you understand their language?
>> Oh, yes, it's easy.
>> Well listen, listen.
(baby babbles) >> Could you say that again, please?
(baby babbles) >> What's the matter?
Is he, does he want food?
>> No, he said he wondered if you cared to change his trousers?
>> Oh, yes, well, come here.
Come here, old boy.
Come on, yes, there we are.
Geoff, hang onto him just for a moment, would you?
I must go and see Diana.
Can I help?
>> Yes, you can chop the parsley.
>> Good.
>> Did you show them your drawings?
>> Uh-huh.
>> Did they look at them?
>> Just.
They winced.
It seemed to hurt them.
Then they got rid of me and the designs as quickly as possible.
>> Don't be impatient, darling.
Someone will look at them, you'll see.
>> There's no one else to show them to, I'm afraid.
What's burning?
>> Gosh, it's the stew.
>> You know, Diana, I was a very fine fellow at that board meeting.
You'd have been proud of me.
My dear sir, it's a question of whether you're coming with me.
I can give you a plane to win, but it must be my own.
Doesn't sound so good a week after.
>> I'm still glad you said it, anyway!
>> Are you?
I'm afraid it's landed us in the same boat as Geoff Crisp, among the great unemployed.
>> Never mind, darling.
You'll get another job, even if it isn't with airplanes.
>> When I think of getting another job not to do with aeroplanes, I feel as if I were giving up something I was meant to do, if that means anything.
But I do feel it very strongly.
Almost as if I were doing something wrong.
That's a silly thing to say.
I wouldn't say it to anybody but you.
>> Oh.
There's a Command and something or other wants to talk to you on the phone.
>> Do you mean Commander Bride?
>> Well, ah, I wouldn't know.
With my rheumatism, I can't hear like I used to.
>> Hello?
Commander Bride?
Yes, Mitchell speaking.
Yes.
Well, as a matter of fact, I'd rather like to.
>> Don't you dare!
>> I haven't said anything.
>> Shh!
>> Hm?
I didn't hear anything.
Yes?
When?
Yes, I think I can manage it.
Yes.
Right-o, good night.
Good-bye.
>> He'll be here tomorrow morning.
>> I still say it won't fly.
I think it's sheer madness.
>> I agree, I agree.
>> Well, it will do us all good to go mad once in awhile.
We're going to build his aeroplane.
(dramatic music) >> [] The commercial proposition.
You've only got to look at the thing!
They still say it wouldn't fly.
(dramatic music) >> Mitchell: Look out, America!
Here we come!
(dramatic music) (engine rumbling) >> Announcer: Well ladies and gentlemen, we will now see how the American team will fare in this great three-quarter contest between Great Britain, Italy, and the United States.
Lieutenant Jordan of the US Army has just taken off and is rounding the first corner.
You can, I'd like to remind you folks that the Schneider Trophy now rests with the United States.
But it was Great Britain two years ago.
Now, America is challenging the world in this.
(audience cheering) >> Jimmy Doolittle is flying steadily at an incredible speed, an amazing speed!
>> Oh, boy!
Jimmy Doolittle and his Curtiss biplane has completed the first lap at 210 miles per hour!
The next to take off is the English Supermarine monoplane, 700 horsepower, flown by Mr. Geoffrey Crisp.
Here she comes.
She's taxiing up to the starting point.
>> Announcer: I just with you could see this English entry.
She's revolutionary, looks like a seabird, with a straight wingspan, sort of cantilever design.
>> There she goes!
She's off!
>> Announcer: Crack of the starter's gun, and she's away!
Skimming across the water now with her throttle wide open.
You hear that roar?
She's starting to climb now, slowly but surely.
She certainly looks good, but can she take it?
>> Announcer: The British Supermarine monoplane is in the air now, coming this way.
She's a pretty-looking thing, unlike any other airplane you've ever seen around here.
He's got an unusual-kind of a machine there, but he seems to know how to handle her all right.
And she's sure moving right along.
(engine rumbling) >> There's something wrong!
He's in trouble!
He's floundering!
Come on, pick it up, fellow!
(people yelling) >> Geoff!
(water splashing) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) >> It wasn't the plane's fault, Mitch.
It was me.
Something happened at the turn.
Everything went black.
>> Don't worry about that, Geoff.
>> They'll build it again, won't they?
>> Of course they will.
Don't even think about it.
>> Nurse: I'm sorry, Mr. Mitchell, but your time's up.
>> Right, well, cheerio, Geoff.
I'll be seeing you.
>> So long Mitch.
Who are you?
>> I've taken over from Sister Ginsberg.
>> What's your name, sister?
>> Nurse Kennedy.
>> Telephone number?
>> Under the tongue, please.
I must ask you to go now, Mr. Mitchell.
>> Yes, cheerio, boy.
Well, I'm being thrown out.
>> We must try to keep him quiet.
>> Hm, yes, that's going to be quite a problem, isn't it?
>> You're telling me?
>> Well, take good care of him.
He's rather valuable, you know.
>> Don't worry, Mitch.
Something tells me I'm going to recover quite quickly.
It looked as though Mitchell's revolutionary career had crashed in his curious machine, but it hadn't.
His weird ideas were beginning to catch on.
He was given one more chance.
In 1927, the British team was sent to Venice.
The Royal Air Force took a hand in it.
The high speed flight was formed.
Incidentally, that was how I got back into this racket.
>> In the name of our great (speaking in foreign language), I offer you the welcome to this inspiring city of Venice.
Here is a telegram from the Duchy!
It is in English, in your honor, of course.
>> Thank you.
>> Welcome to our English friends.
>> Bravo!
(audience applauding) >> The sky of Venice will see the epic jewel.
The victory of the Italian pilots will see the dawn of the new fascist empire, Mussolini.
(audience applauding) You know, my friend, we have a saying in Italy, (speaking in foreign language), The Duchy is always right.
And when he's so confident, that means we cannot lose.
Welcome!
>> We'll have to try and do something about that!
>> What?
>> I must show you my telegram sometime.
>> Oh, never mind.
Later on!
We are now going to have a wonderful luncheon!
Come along!
(people chattering) (dramatic music) >> Hope the weather doesn't change for tomorrow.
>> It won't.
(dramatic music) Don't worry, darling.
>> I'm not worrying.
>> You're very nervous.
>> Oh, don't be silly, I'm not a bit nervous.
(trumpeting) (audience cheering) (dramatic music) (audience cheering) >> It's a funny race sir, nobody seems able to complete the course.
>> Watch Molinari!
(engine rumbling) (audience cheering) (audience cheering) (upbeat music) >> That is Delsati, he will win, he's magnificent!
>> You're next.
Take it easy around that false turn.
>> Remember the starting line.
>> Let her go, boys!
(audience cheering) >> Good luck to you, good luck!
(audience cheering) (dramatic music) Start her up.
(dramatic music) (engine rumbling) (gun fires) >> Go!
(engine rumbling) >> We going to win, darling?
>> Must.
Absolutely must.
>> Here comes Delsati!
(engine rumbling) >> Coming at over 260.
(audience cheering) (engine rumbling) (audience cheering) (engine rumbling) (dramatic music) (engine rumbling) (audience cheering) (audience cheering) Please, out.
>> Well, that was well done!
>> What happened?
>> You won the match!
>> No!
>> Hey!
>> What speed?
>> Two maybe 1 and 1/2!
>> Oh, that's no good.
I promised Mitch I'd do 284.
Sorry, Mitch!
(audience cheering) >> (speaking in foreign language).
There's a telegram from the Duchy.
Convey my sincere congratulations to everybody.
The victory of the British pilots was only possible in our glorious Italian sky, Mussolini.
>> To them as well.
>> Did I tell you the Duchy is always right?
(speaking in foreign language) (audience cheering) >> (speaking in foreign language) Now we shall be photographed all together.
(speaking in foreign language) >> Crisp: So we all went home, feeling pretty good, and believing that man couldn't fly any faster.
But Mitchell wasn't satisfied.
And there soon after, he was all out trying to beat his own record.
Everything seemed perfect, except, perhaps, the weather.
But Kinkead didn't mind about that.
Poor old Kinkead.
(dramatic music) >> How dare I go on with it, calling it a life's work, when all it does, ultimately, is to destroy life.
>> No, no, shut up.
Don't talk like that.
I'm no prophet, but I know you hold a tremendous future in your hands, something for England, for the whole world, maybe.
And you can't pack up now.
You can't stop, whatever the cost.
Besides, nobody's gonna stop us flying.
We're going to go on, faster and faster and faster.
And we want you, we need you with us.
We haven't done anything like reach the limit yet, Mitch, and you know it.
>> Yes, I know it.
The sky's the limit.
>> Can you get anymore out of the S5?
>> No, that plane's finished.
We forced it beyond its limit.
No, I shall need a new design and a brand new engine.
>> That's more like it!
>> Yeah, but that's going to need money, isn't it?
Money, money, money.
Where is it coming from?
>> Well, we've got to look into the future.
We've got to know where aviation is headed for, where it will be 10 years from now, 20 years from now.
>> And who's gonna tell us that?
>> There's is a man.
One man.
>> In England?
>> Yes.
A fellow called Mitchell.
>> Mitchell?
Huh!
We can't get him!
He belongs to Supermarine.
>> Ah, but we could buy Supermarine.
>> Buy them?
Why, it's cost us a.
>> Half a million pounds, precisely.
And it would be worth it for that one man.
>> Oh, hello, Mitchell.
This is Ian MacLaren of Vickers Aviation.
How do you do?
>> How do you do?
>> As a matter of fact, we sent for you, Mitchell, to tell you that Vickers are taking over the firm.
>> Taking it over?
Why?
>> My dear fellow.
They're a progressive concern.
And I think I may say that our seaplane are, well.
>> The best.
I might add, Mr. Mitchell, that that is not our only reason.
Our main interest in aviation is in its future, and we understand that yours is, too.
>> Yeah?
>> Well, we're in the very fortunate position of being able to offer you practically unlimited facilities.
And I have an idea that you're the man who can make good use of them.
>> I should like to have a long session with you some time.
As a matter of fact, I am going to design a new machine, and I shall want a new engine for it, one with certain special requirements.
>> Half a second, Mitch.
You can't talk like that.
You can't say to a firm like Vickers, here's my design, and that's the sort of engine I want.
>> Why not?
Isn't that why they're taking us over?
>> It's rather the other way about.
You've got to find out what sort of engines Ian proposes to give you, and adapt or modify your design accordingly.
>> But it can't be done like that.
>> It must be like that.
Why?
Well, because, uh.
>> Because it's always been done like that.
Well, it won't be in the future.
Don't you agree with me?
>> As a matter of fact, I do.
But I must ask you to believe that we are not exactly beginners.
>> Hm!
I'll grant you that.
>> Ah, then I'm very glad we understand one another.
>> So am I.
Well, excuse me.
I was in the middle of a job.
>> Good bye.
>> Good bye.
>> Crisp: The Supermarine S-6 was so far ahead of its time, that it swept all before it.
(engine rumbling) (people chattering) >> Woman: I wonder if this will ever be ours?
>> Of course it will!
>> Congratulations, Mr. Mitchell.
>> Thank you very much.
>> Why do they call it the Schneider Cup?
>> I haven't the vaguest.
It's just one of those things.
>> Has anybody seen Waghorn?
Seems to disappear.
>> 338 miles an hour, not too bad, eh?
>> I think it's marvelous.
>> Wouldn't it be wonderful?
One more win and it's ours!
>> Hello, what's that?
>> What's what?
What's going on?
>> I don't know, let's go out and have a look.
(people chattering) Well, well, well, have you found her?
>> I don't know who it's gonna be, yet.
>> Well, good luck!
(upbeat music) (people chattering) >> Down with the government?
Wake up, England.
I wonder what it means?
>> What it says.
>> Ah, there she is, now.
>> Who?
>> Lady Houston.
>> Good evening, Squadron Leader.
Congratulations.
>> Thank you.
>> I say, what a crowd.
What on Earth are they all staring at?
>> I think it's that sign on your yacht, Lady Houston.
>> Oh, that, hm, doesn't seem very popular, does it?
>> No, it doesn't.
I don't mind it myself, but I think some people think it's rather offensive.
>> I'm quite sure it is.
I meant it to be offensive.
That's why I put it up!
(people laughing) Oh, yes, you may laugh.
I don't love the government, but I do love my country.
That's more than I can say about some people!
(dramatic music) >> Geoff, darling, how are you?
>> How are you?
Who are you?
Don't go away, I'll be right back.
>> Hello, I've seen you before somewhere.
>> Have you, I wonder where that could have been?
>> Look, there it goes again, Auntie!
>> My dear, she's a scream, painfully patriotic!
They say she sleeps covered with the Union Jack.
(women laughing) >> Laugh, that's all they can do.
Nobody seems to be worrying much about our country these days, although I'm doing my best to make them.
>> Yes, so I see.
>> You won't believe me, but I can see something.
I can see England in danger.
We've got to be strong on land and on sea.
>> And in the air.
>> What?
>> And in the air.
>> Fiddlesticks!
What can we do in the air except fly at ridiculous speeds?
Besides, it isn't natural to fly, we're not birds.
>> You're not a fish, but you've got a yacht.
>> That sounds rude!
>> It wasn't intended to be, I assure you.
>> Ah, don't apologize, young man, please.
Everybody's rude these days.
I say, I'm sick of this party.
I'm off!
Good-bye.
>> Good-bye.
>> I shall remember you, young man.
I shall remember you.
(engine rumbling) (dramatic music) (church bells chiming) >> But there's far more to it than just winning a race.
>> Right.
>> As you know, we've been pressing the government for months, giving them all the arguments, the importance to experimental aviation.
>> Uh, huh.
>> British prestige.
>> One more win and the trophy's ours!
It'll be a tragedy if we don't hold the race this year.
>> Yes, but if it's going to cost a hundred thousands pounds, taxpayers money and as things are, I doubt if the taxpayers are going to stand for it.
Now, that's the government view.
We should know in a few minutes.
>> They don't seem to realize the necessity of keeping the contest in this country.
>> No.
>> Let's go and ask the question.
>> Man: Is the government aware of the very serious effect a withdrawal will have on the air positions throughout the world?
Those are the repercussion it must have in this country!
In the aircraft industry!
>> Man: Is the government aware that there are 3 million unemployed in the country?
(crowd chattering) >> Nothing doing.
>> No Schneider race?
>> No money.
>> So we have to give the whole thing up when it was almost in the bag?
>> That's about it.
>> I want to see Squadron Leader Jefferson.
>> What's your business?
>> Oh, it's private.
>> What's your name?
>> He wouldn't know my name.
>> Well, if you haven't got a name and you can't tell me your business, I'm afraid you can't see him.
>> Can't?
Mustn't say can't.
No such word as can't.
Let's have a try.
Ahh!
Oh, excuse me.
You are Squadron Leader Jefferson, aren't you?
>> I might be, why?
>> The leader of the Schneider Trophy Team?
>> I was.
>> This is the Schneider Trophy, isn't it?
>> Uh-huh.
Pretty, isn't it?
>> I didn't know we had it here.
>> We won't have for long.
Is there anything else I can do for you?
>> Oh, no, no, I've got something for you.
No.
>> A check for a hundred thousand pounds?
>> Man: That's right, a hundred thousand pounds.
>> Don't drop that one, it'll bounce really high.
>> One minute, there's a note, This is for the aeroplane race.
Britain has to be strong on land, sea, and in the air, Lucy Houston.
>> Houston?
Well, that one won't bounce!
>> Yes.
Remind the rude young man, I said I should remember.
That's for you.
>> You do want it, don't you?
>> Uh, do we?
(men chuckling) Are you sure there's nothing we can do for you?
>> Yes.
>> Here, give me your hat.
>> Like to take this away with you?
>> Oh, no, no, no, thank you very much.
>> What about a drink?
>> Well, perhaps just a little one.
>> Oh, enormous!
(men chattering) (dramatic music) (engine rumbling) (dramatic music) >> Crisp: The speed was 340 miles an hour.
The year was 1931.
Lady Houston's gift to her country was not wasted.
The Schneider Trophy became Great Britain's for good.
Nearly two years had passed, rather aimlessly, perhaps.
Mitch!
>> Geoff!
I haven't seen you for ages!
>> Only got back yesterday, on a nice, long spot of leave.
>> Good man!
>> Why aren't you working?
>> What do you mean, working?
Look at all this!
>> It all looks very professional, but it's hardly your profession.
What's happened to Supermarine?
Aren't they making aeroplanes anymore?
I expected you to meet me at the gate with a great armful of new designs.
>> No, I'm taking things easy for the first time in my life.
Doesn't seem to be much left for me to go for.
>> Well, can't blame you.
You've had everything.
What more could you want?
>> I don't know.
I'm still wondering.
Must be something left for me to so, apart from a bit of gardening.
>> Yes, it doesn't make sense to me.
I'm going to have a closer look at you.
>> Come aboard, admiral.
Well, how are you?
>> Oh, I see!
You need a proper holiday.
>> Do I?
Yes, I do, I hadn't thought of that!
Diana!
>> Look, I'm going away next week.
Both of you come with me.
>> Oh, why didn't you tell me that before?
Diana!
I say, look who's here!
>> Hello, Geoff!
>> Hello, Diana!
>> Dear, we're going to have a holiday!
>> Where?
>> Where?
>> Spain?
Paris!
There's a lot to be said for, Germany.
>> Why Germany?
>> No women.
>> What do you mean, no women?
There's 25 million women with in Germany.
>> Not my type.
>> Where are we going?
>> Well, believe it or not, we're going to Germany!
(dramatic music) >> Congratulations.
>> Efficiency!
>> Poetry, I'd call it.
>> Ah, you English!
You sentimentalize over everything!
You talk of poetry, and you make a lot of money.
>> Do we?
I hadn't noticed it.
>> They all look very fit, these lads.
>> Yes, that's how we train them, strength through joy!
Adolph Hitler, our new Chancellor, wishes it so.
>> Don't you think it's wonderful?
>> I think it's very inspiring.
That's what I call pure flying.
>> How would the flight lieutenant like to go up in one of those?
>> Me?
In one of those things without an engine?
No thanks, I'll be scared to death.
>> It's the best thing we can do!
The Versailles Treaty does not permit Germany to build engines!
>> Well, it does make it rather awkward, doesn't it?
>> Ah, here, come, those, those, those, those.
Here.
>> Thank you.
>> Here.
Have the beer.
Excuse me.
(speaking in foreign language) (dramatic music) >> Strength through joy.
(dramatic music) (dramatic music) (glass tings) >> Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Mitchell's name and work are very known in our country.
And Mr.
Crisp, whom we already met in the Great War is a pilot of great distinction.
We, of the Reich Totan Club, are proud to have them with us here today.
So we will drink the health of our honored guests.
(speaking in foreign language) (audience applauding) >> Thank you for that, Lieutenant.
>> No charge.
(audience laughing) >> Well, thank you very much.
My wife and Mr.
Crisp, they thank you, too, don't you?
>> Yes, rather.
>> Well, we're very happy to be in this famous club.
Very happy to be in Germany.
We've seen a great deal that's impressed us enormously, healthy, well-organized youth, peace loving people, and good company.
>> Thank you.
>> We drink your health.
Hear, hear!
(audience applauding) >> Now, you must add you name to those other famous ones here, Milch, Ulette, Goring.
And now you, Mr. Mitchell, please.
(people chattering) >> Ladies and gentlemen, if you wish to dance, orchestra is playing.
(chattering in foreign language) >> Doctor!
Nam.
>> Nam.
>> Nam.
>> Mr. Mitchell, now you must meet a competitor of yours.
>> Competitor?
>> Yes.
Dr. Messerschmitt, Mr. RJ Mitchell.
>> Well!
>> I am honored.
>> Glad to meet you.
>> You enjoy your visit in Germany?
>> Very much indeed, yes.
>> Fine.
A prophet has no honor in his own country.
It's not true in your case, I hope!
>> Well, I have no complaints.
Besides, I'm not a prophet.
Like yourself, I'm just an aircraft designer.
>> But a very busy one, yes?
>> Well, fairly busy, yes.
But just now, I'm on a holiday.
>> Eh, well, if you like it here, perhaps you will stay.
We could find interesting things for you to do.
>> That's very good of you, but really, I'm just having a holiday.
>> If I can help you to see anything special?
>> That's very kind of you.
I've already seen some of your glider clubs.
>> Gliders?
Oh, yeah.
But they have their uses.
>> You don't really think it's only gliders we make?
>> Well, I know you make some commercial aircraft, very good ones, too.
But, uh.
>> Well, uh, not only commercial aircraft.
>> Oh?
But I thought, um, well, what about the.
>> Another cognac, Mr. Mitchell?
>> Thank you so much.
Thanks.
>> You were going to say, what about the Versailles Treaty?
>> As a matter of fact, I was, but forget it.
Good luck!
>> Good luck!
>> We have forgotten it.
The Versailles Treaty is dead.
>> Oh, I see.
Least I don't think I do.
>> It's quite simple, Mitch.
Quite simple.
The Versailles Treaty's dead.
(speaking in foreign language) >> It's history.
And like history, it's all over.
History is only important while it's being made.
>> That's quite a point of view about history.
>> You have, yourself, made history, even a race at 400 miles an hour.
After they're for you important.
What is important is what you do now, or next year.
>> That's right, Mitch.
Or the year after.
>> Your victory here was a landmark.
>> No.
>> Yes!
Like the discovery of America or in Europe, the Reformation.
>> Well, that's very flattering of you, very.
>> But neither of those has the same importance as the coming to power of Adolph Hitler.
>> Adolph who?
>> Hitler.
>> Oh, Hitler!
Well, of course, that's very interesting, but it's just your point of view.
>> And one day, it will be yours, Mr.
Crisp.
Because here, now, we are making history.
>> Well, history is only important while it's being made.
(men chuckling) >> Well, I'm all for history remaining the way it is.
>> We are not!
We have had enough of being underdogs.
And as a leader, we shall be overlords.
>> Well, I agree about not being underdogs, of course, but overlords?
That's a bit of a jump, isn't it?
>> It's a jump we shall take.
>> Uh, of course, only under extreme pressure.
>> Now wait a minute, being an overlord means somebody else being an underdog.
Now, suppose the next underdog doesn't like it any more than you do, what happens then?
Tell us that.
>> To that, there are three answers, first, the leader, second, the German people united behind the leader, third, the guns in the hands of the German people behind the leader.
Guns always have the last word.
A nation that had forgotten that is finished.
>> And if our leader has the first word, and our guns have the last word, then it doesn't matter in the least what anybody says in between.
>> What happens if the other people have guns, too?
>> We shall have more, more guns, more tanks, more planes.
>> Planes?
>> With engines, I suppose?
>> Oh yes, with engines.
Goring will see to that.
Doesn't matter if he asks for 5,000, 10,000, 20,000.
He will get them!
(speaking in foreign language) >> Why do you stop at 20,000, old boy?
>> We will not stop.
And nobody will stop us.
It will not take long.
One city can be erased in a few hours, erased like that!
>> But you must not be afraid, Mr. Mitchell.
>> Thanks very much.
>> All this is not against England.
England is our friend.
England is helping us.
(man laughs) >> I think that is funny!
Very funny!
The nice, respectable people of England, they so fear the Communists, they don't stop us 'til the arm.
(man laughs) Oh, no, they help us.
They'll hand out the money.
I think that is funny.
Very funny!
(man laughs) >> It isn't funny at all.
(speaking in foreign language) >> You must forgive him, he doesn't mean any harm.
He just had a bit too much to drink.
(door clicks) (speaking in foreign language) >> Oh, darling, I'm having, they're absolutely charming!
>> Will see to that.
That's what they said.
And look at us.
We'll be helpless against those bombers.
>> I know.
My dear fellow, I know.
But this is a democratic country.
The policy of the government is the will of the people, or it's supposed to be, and the passionate desire of every sane, thinking person is for peace.
We can't do anything.
We're an armament firm.
We've only got to open our mouths to be attacked on all sides.
Well, Mitchell?
What do you propose?
>> I want to build a fighter, the fastest and deadliest fighting aeroplane in the world.
>> Of course you do and so do I.
Well, the only thing to do is to hatch a conspiracy against the government.
>> A conspiracy?
>> Yes.
To make them raise the money to provide a defense for the country.
>> You mustn't blame the Treasury.
They're doing their job, looking after the nation's purse strings with everybody after the money, education, the social service, God knows what.
If it's any comfort to you, there are several of us here at the Air Ministry who are inclined to agree with you.
We are prepared to put up some money immediately.
>> How much?
>> Man: 7,500 pounds.
>> 7,500 pounds?
That's no use at all!
>> Hm, It's all we can do at the moment.
Anyway, you go ahead and design your plane.
Perhaps that will help things along.
You look so depressed.
You're talking to a government department.
That's enough to upset anybody.
>> There's only one thing to be done, Sir Henry, build a plane, a fighter, and for that, I shall need a new engine.
>> Why, when people want a special engine, do they always come to me?
>> Well, I suppose that's one of the penalties of being called.
>> A new engine may mean new machine tools, months of experiments, and it may well run into a couple of thousand pounds.
Who's going to pay for it?
>> Well, the Air Ministry have promised 7,500, and, uh, I thought, uh.
>> Secretary: Mr. Barrington to see you, sir.
>> Oh, very well.
I'll see him.
I'm afraid I've got another appointment.
>> Sorry I've taken up your time.
>> Oh, that's all right, that's all right.
Now, about that engine.
>> Yes?
>> I'm afraid you've got me cornered.
I suppose you'll have to have it.
>> But who's gonna pay for it?
>> Oh, never mind.
The money always takes care of itself.
I'm gonna let you have an engine I've had in my head for some time.
We'll work on it together.
I've got a name for it, The Merlin.
>> Merlin?
>> Yes, the fellow with the Court of King Arthur who worked wonders.
Now, my engine and your plane are going to do just that.
(men chuckling) >> Come on, who is it?
Elsie Trubshaw?
>> Elsie Trubshaw?
Good heavens, you're six months behind the times.
No, this is something really sensational.
>> What, again?
>> This is a hundred percent she-woman.
>> Just a test pilot, aren't you?
>> Oh, yes.
What?
>> Excuse me, miss.
>> Is, uh, that her?
>> My dear Miss Harper!
What are you doing here?
>> I've come to see you.
>> Me?
Oh no, no, I'm sorry, I've got a date.
>> I'm sorry.
But I had to see you, it's very important.
>> Miss Harper, I'm not a fussy man, but this.
>> It's about Mr. Mitchell.
>> What, Mitch?
Why, is anything wrong?
>> Yes.
I'm afraid there is.
>> Oh.
Let's go and sit down.
What's the matter with him?
>> He starts working early and he never stops.
No man can go on working at that state of tension without cracking up.
>> Where is he now?
>> Still at that office, working.
And it's the same every night.
Mr.
Crisp, if you're his friend, you should speak to him, force him to take a rest.
>> How long has this been going on?
>> For months now.
And it can't go on much longer.
>> I wish you'd told me before.
Come on, let's go and get him.
>> What, now?
>> Now.
>> But what about Miss Crown?
>> Oh, she'll keep, come on.
(dramatic music) Mitch?
>> Hello, Geoff.
>> Come on, you're going home.
(dramatic music) >> Thank you.
>> All set?
>> Yes, all right.
Hello, Miss Harper, still here?
>> Off you go.
(Mitchell humphs) (gentle music) (door clicks) (dramatic music) Well, there you are, Mitch, now you go to bed.
Promise?
>> I promise.
Thanks.
Thank you.
>> You gave me a fright.
Nothing wrong, is there?
>> No, everything's all right, Diana.
We just brought the old chum home.
Thought he'd done enough work for on day.
>> Oh, I see.
Thanks so much, do come in, won't you?
>> Oh, no, really, Mrs. Mitchell, it's very late.
>> Oh, please do, just for a minute.
>> Of course you will.
>> You look tired.
Come on, I've got some soup for you.
>> Oh, that sounds grand.
>> Ann, come and talk to me while I get the soup?
>> Yeah.
>> Come on, Geoff, get yourself a drink.
>> Ah, no thank you, Mitch.
>> Why, aren't you well?
>> Oh, I'm all right.
Yes, I don't know what I'd do without her.
I'd be quite lost.
>> Oh, she's grand.
>> Yes, take my advice, Geoff, get yourself a wife, before it's too late.
>> Yes, I might do that.
Try anything once.
>> Here you are, darling.
Here's your soup, darling.
>> Oh, thanks.
>> What happened to your tie?
>> Hm?
I don't know.
I must have left it in the office.
>> You know, you're working too hard.
>> Hard, but not too hard.
>> Can't you ease up a bit, Mitch?
>> Not just yet, Geoff.
Not just yet.
You know, it isn't working long hours that's tiring.
It's because what I want is always just out of reach.
It's tiring always stretching out for something that's just out of reach.
But I'll get it.
After all, what I want isn't as easy as all that.
It's got to do 400 miles an hour, turn on a sixpence, climb 10,000 feet in a few minutes, dive at 500 without the wings coming off, carry eight machine guns.
>> Eight guns?
>> Yes.
>> And all from a picnic on the cliffs.
Remember?
Watching those birds?
>> Hm.
But it isn't exactly a bird I'm creating, is it?
At least it's a curious sort of bird.
A bird that breathes fire and spits out death and destruction.
A Spitfire bird.
>> Good-bye.
Tell Mr. Mitchell I want to see him at once, will you?
>> He's not in this morning sir, yet.
>> Not in?
>> No, he didn't come to the office at all this morning.
>> Oh, dear.
Well, find out where he is and tell him Air Commodore Buckham will be over here at three o'clock and would like to see him.
He's got something very important to tell him.
>> Yes, sir.
Mr. McPherson, please.
>> Aye.
No, he's not been here this morning at all.
>> Get me Mrs. Mitchell, please.
>> No, he left here early this morning.
>> I'm afraid you're a rather sick man, Mr. Mitchell.
>> I had an idea of that, too.
I want you to do something about it.
>> That's more in your hands than mine.
>> How do you mean?
>> You've been overdoing it.
>> A bit.
>> More than a bit and that must stop.
>> You mean less work?
>> I mean no work.
A holiday.
A year, at least.
Go away somewhere, by the sea.
Plenty of sun, plenty of fresh air, and a compete rest.
If you do that, there's no reason why you shouldn't carry on for years.
>> And if I don't do that?
>> Well.
>> Well come on, what is it?
>> Doctor: Perhaps a year.
>> Perhaps less.
>> Perhaps six or eight months.
>> Eight months?
>> Doctor: Now, it's up to you, Mr. Mitchell.
You know what to do.
>> Well, I'm awfully sorry, but I don't know what's happened to him.
He's completely disappeared.
(door clicks) Well, where on Earth have you been to?
We've been chasing all over the place for you.
>> I'm sorry, I, uh, I took the morning off.
Good afternoon.
>> Oh, how are you, Mitchell?
I've got some good news for you.
You've stirred up a hornet's nest.
They've really got cracking now.
Passed your design, everybody likes it enormously, but, well, I don't want to beat about the bush, this plane of yours, you've got to get it ready in 12 months, because that's all the time we can give you.
>> It'll be ready in eight months, because that's all the time I can give you.
(dramatic music) >> This oil feed system!
>> Giving you trouble?
>> It's giving me the deuce.
>> All right, I'll let you have detailed drawings.
>> Some job.
Can we have them in three or four days?
>> You can have them in the morning.
(dramatic music) Why aren't you asleep?
>> How could I be?
(dramatic music) >> Sorry, darling.
I had some work to do for the boys.
I thought I might as well finish it while I was able.
>> Darling, let's stop pretending.
It isn't only that you're tired, or overworking.
You've done that before, lots of times.
Darling there's something more, something the matter.
You're not well.
I'm sure you're not well!
>> Well, I'm not as fit as I have been.
>> Will you do me a favor?
>> Mitchell: Of course.
>> Go and see a doctor.
>> I have.
>> When?
>> Oh, one day.
The day I told you I was in town getting some instruments.
>> Who did you see?
>> Some fellow in Harley Street.
>> What did he say?
You must tell me, we're not children.
>> Darling, you do believe this work I'm doing is important, don't you?
>> Of course I do.
>> No, I mean really important.
More important than us, for instance.
>> What did that doctor say?
>> He said, that I must rest.
>> Yes?
>> If I didn't, uh, he'd rather not be responsible.
>> If you don't stop working, you'll die!
>> I had to tell you sometime.
>> You're deliberately killing yourself!
>> I'm going on with my work!
Because as you said, it's important.
At least, we believe it's important, and we must live what we believe, mustn't we?
>> Live!
>> Darling, we've all got to pack up some time or other.
It isn't when we pack up that matters, but what we do while we're here.
>> How long did he say, that doctor?
>> Oh, don't worry about that.
Time enough.
>> I had a letter from Gordon yesterday.
>> Did you?
Read it to me.
>> Dear mom and dad, good news!
I am at last in the first 11, so I've not much time for maths.
And I hope you will remember this when you read my report.
Could you let me have another pound?
I'm very hard up.
Your loving son.
You're sacrificing your life for something that may never happen.
You can't go on like this, you can't.
Night and day.
Suppose you never even finished it?
>> Diana, shall we go away to Cornwall together?
And I'll rest and come back here and finish up the job in one quick spurt?
And then away for a long holiday, anywhere you like in the world, 'til I'm fit again.
Shall we?
>> Oh, darling, please!
Yes, please!
>> Okay.
All right, all right.
We'll go.
We'll go away.
(dramatic music) I couldn't go, really.
Could I?
You do understand, don't you?
>> Yes, darling.
I understand.
(dramatic music) (dramatic music) >> Don't worry, I'll show that old creador.
He's going to be proud of it!
>> He can be!
So can you!
>> Me, I'm just the hands, I don't do anything.
>> Except risk your neck.
>> Oh, that, come on, Mack, give me those.
(engine rumbling) We're off!
>> Good luck, Geoff!
>> Good luck!
>> Watch your step!
(engine rumbling) >> Mr. Mitchell.
What are you doing?
>> What do you think I'm doing?
Shaving?
>> You must rest!
>> Oh, my dear, I got, I got so bored, resting.
>> Well, I can't help that.
>> I can.
You know, you are making a complete invalid out of me.
>> You know very well what the doctor said.
>> I know very well the doctor's a big bluff.
>> Mr. Mitchell, really.
Now, if you'll promise to rest, I'll make you a nice cup of tea, hm?
>> Tea.
(engine rumbling) >> Nurse: My goodness, that plane gave me a fright.
They have no right to fly so low, somebody ought to stop them.
You all right?
>> Yes, I'm all right.
Bit tired, that's all.
>> Nurse: Well, your tea won't be long.
(engine rumbling) >> Crisp!
A moment?
>> Ah, good work!
>> Well, there's the job, sir, I hope you're satisfied.
>> Satisfied?
Well, as a representative of the Air Ministry, I can't commit myself.
But as an old pilot, I think that was one of the best shows I've ever seen.
>> Oh, Mitchell would have liked to hear you say that, sir.
>> Yes, I'm sorry he isn't here.
>> Perhaps you'd like to say it to his wife?
>> I should love to!
>> She's just behind, Diana!
Air Marshall Bradford.
>> Congratulations, Mrs. Mitchell.
Will you thank your husband and tell him that he's given England something that she badly needs?
>> Thank you.
>> Well, what now?
>> Well, now it remains for the government to make up its mind.
Yes, and that's a thing I should never like to be responsible for.
(man chuckling) >> Well?
Any news?
>> Not yet.
We just have to wait a bit longer.
All I want now is to get you well again.
And then we'll go away, somewhere where there's a lot of sun, for a long, long time.
>> Mrs. Mitchell, you're wanted on the telephone.
>> All right, I'm coming.
I'll be back in a minute.
>> Hello, Mitch.
>> Hello, Geoff.
>> You look better.
Any news?
>> Not yet.
>> Oh, what is the delay?
What are they waiting for?
I flew the thing, I could tell them it's all right.
>> Oh, don't worry, it's bound to take time.
They've got to make sure.
After all, a lot of good lads are going to risk their lives in that crate.
>> I don't see where the risk comes in.
>> You wouldn't.
You'd risk your neck in anything.
Why are you in such a hurry?
>> They're taking so long, and there's so little time.
>> Thanks for the thought, Geoff.
But there really isn't any great hurry so far as I'm concerned.
I mean, my work on the Spitfire is really finished.
Yours is just beginning.
>> Wonderful news!
Hello, Geoff, I've just been talking to Sir Ian.
They're going to start building them, hundreds of them!
>> No!
>> Yes!
>> Official?
>> Yes, official!
Oh, darling!
>> We're off, chum, we're off!
Now we can get to work!
Cable to Goring?
>> Yes, I'll sign it!
>> Yes, what shall we say?
Dear Herman.
>> Dear Herman, we just started building gliders.
How are yours coming along?
>> That's right, that's, and listen, Geoff, see that you get what you want.
There are lots of things still needed, I know.
And another thing Geoff, another thing.
I'm so tired.
>> So long, Mitch.
>> No, no, Geoff, don't go.
>> We'll talk about this some other time.
>> Some other time.
Hey, Geoff?
>> Yeah?
>> Thanks.
Hundreds of them.
Thousands of them.
You'll see great armadas of them, an impregnable wall against the barbarians.
>> You've been talking too much.
>> Yes, I have been talking, haven't I?
>> Now, I'm going away, and you must go to sleep.
>> Diana, before you go.
>> Uh huh?
>> I want you to do something for me.
>> What is it?
>> Well, now that the job's finished, thank them all at the works, will ya?
Mack, and Miss Harper, and all the boys.
Well, you know, everyone.
>> Of course.
>> And you.
>> Nonsense.
>> You, most of all.
>> You go to sleep.
>> Hm.
I am asleep.
(dramatic music) (dramatic chord) (Diana gasps) (dramatic music) >> Well, there's not much else to tell, except that Mitch died a happy man.
Of course, if he'd known what we know today, he would probably have died happier, still.
But that's not the end of the story.
>> Announcer: Hunter Squadron, scramble!
Hunter Squadron, scramble!
(engines rumbling) >> Where's the squadron leader?
>> Top where they can counter.
>> Oh, you are, huh?
(engines rumbling) >> Good luck, sir!
(engines rumbling) >> The station master's joining the train.
>> What for?
>> Keeping an eyes on us, I suppose.
>> The CO must be badly shaken to miss this flap.
>> I hope the station master can take it.
(engines rumbling) >> Hello, Hunter Leader, Hunter Leader.
Bandits approaching Beachy from Southeast, Angels 1, 5.
Over.
>> Okay, Flapper Control.
(engines rumbling) How many bandits are there?
>> About a hundred, maybe more.
>> Only 100?
Too bad.
(engines rumbling) I am now over Beachy Head, Angels 20.
Have you any more information?
Over.
>> Hello, Hunter Leader, Bandits are now about three to four miles south of Beachy.
You should see them any minute, they're down front of you.
(engines rumbling) Hello, Hunter Leader, Hunter Leader!
Flapper Control calling.
Can you see them, can you see them?
>> No, can't see a thing.
>> You should be right above them, right above them!
(engines rumbling) >> Okay, Flapper, I see them.
>> Flapper: Tally ho, tally ho!
There they are, Hunter aircraft.
>> Keep in and keep a good look out.
Here we go!
(engines rumbling) (speaking in foreign language) (engines rumbling) (engines rumbling) (guns firing) >> Man: Two of them!
Two of them with one mighty swipe!
>> Crisp: What do you mean, two?
One of them was mine!
>> Well, the fight is nearly over.
(engines rumbling) (guns firing) >> Hello all Hunter aircraft!
All Hunter aircraft!
Flapper control calling!
Nice work, thank you, thank you.
You can come home now, you can come home now!
Listening, out.
(engine rumbling) >> Mitch.
They can't take the Spitfires, Mitch.
They can't take 'em!
(engines rumbling) (dramatic music)
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