I just don't believe these damn radios are strong enough... to carry the eight miles from the drop zone to Arnhem Bridge.
Don't happen to have any cigarettes, do you, sir?
They're perfectly okay.
I've used them God knows how many times.
You've already told me that God knows how many times.
Well, I didn't have any problems with them in the desert.
Yes, I know, but you see, Cole... what genuinely and truly has me more than a bit disturbed is that Holland... being half underwater, is soggier than most deserts you're apt to find.
Tends to have a lot more trees.
- Any biscuits?
- Your biscuits are in your tin, sir.
Shouldn't you tell the general if you're so certain about it, sir?
If I were, believe me, I would.
- What if they really don't work?
- What difference will it make?
The general will be on the bridge himself by nightfall.
He won't have to make contact with the bridge if he's on it, will he, sir?
Well, if anyone rocks the boat... it's not gonna be me.
The regular projector chap's at lunch, sir. I'll have it in a moment.