Let's see if I can tune in on him. You haven't given me the password, sir. You must make the time, Peter. You're a Pimpernel, aren't you? Ill savour mine later with proper respect. I mean, he must have had his finger out to hop over me like that. But we'll fix a date for that race.
But I happen to have left my identity card in my office. Made your number with the Old Man yet? But when he does seize an unauthorised chance to fly in defence of the station itself and 'bags' an enemy aircraft, he commits a potentially lethal error; there is a very effective sequence deflating his heroics when it becomes clear just what he has done. It's a bit gritty, I'm afraid, sir. . Is that some more of your immoral advice? Each member must have complete confidence in every other in attack or defense. I don't know what you're trying to do to me. It was a mercy we didn't collide.
Stations to concentrate on Pimpernel Leader. Well, since you all take such a kindly interest in my affairs. Would this be a bomb sight of a Junkers 87? Pie-eyed ferry types should know darn well they've got to keep out of the way. I must say it feels pretty good. You ever owned an Aberdeen Terrier, sir? He's giving me dinner at Maidstone tonight. And you needn't have got so worked up about it all. Perhaps you also realise that you left your radio on transmit.
He should be capable by now. All right, Casey, I shan't be needing you. Your mother might not have known it, Septic. Make better use of what we've got. Rotten luck, Bill Ponsford buying it like that.
It was scrapped after filming in 1952. Something of a novelty in these parts. Makes no sort of sense. All personnel not engaged on operational duties take cover. I don't know why I can't stop watching this film. And by the look of things, a short one.
And talking of visitors, much as I regret it. You see, Septic, I didn't want you to miss our last Sunday party. Might have slaughtered an experienced pilot. I daresay you're feeling a bit dry, too. But I've no operational experience. You better skip while the going's good.
You have lots of other experience just as valuable. This is a slightly off-beat Battle of Britain film: due either to deliberate decision or budgetary constraint, it focuses on those left behind on the ground when the Spitfires and Hurricanes take off -- the maintenance 'erks', the wives and sisters, the commanders and non-flying officers, and of course the 'Ops Room', with its radar plots and terse jargon. He ought to be here helping us to entertain our guests. You don't seem to approve of our domestic activities. Now, get inside and get some sleep or youll lose your beauty. Good Lord, your turn already? If he can flatten our fighter defences. A bit surprised, that's all.
I'm not so sure now. You don't expect me to fall for that gag, do you? Hello, Sapper, Sapper, Pimpernel Leader answering. You've got your wits about you. This earns Septic the wrath of his new squadron leader, Bill Ponsford Andrew Osborn , because he damaged his fighter aircraft. Hello, Nutmeg Blue Two, Sapper answering. My brother's in Beeswax Squadron. It comes from constantly looking over your shoulder.
That's where Peter and his boys in the Hole come in. There wasn't much time, you know. Perhaps my views are a bit narrow. And you chucked up that to join the air force? I'll look the other way. At a pinch, we can go after them in Tiger Moth armed with hand grenades.