Over Here (1996 TV Movie)
Todd Boyce: Hewitt
Quotes
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Group Captain Barker : Look Jack, I'm sorry we seem to have got off on rather the wrong foot, but I'd like you to know that I'm only trying to help.
Hewitt : Trying to help? We called for help 30 minutes ago, but your Limey sons of bitches didn't show!
Group Captain Barker : We called for your help 2 years ago, and you've only just arrived!
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Archie Bunting : About the American Squadron. Yes, well, I have made contact. Over.
Hewitt : Thank god!
Group Captain Barker : Any damage, Archie?
Archie Bunting : Ah, well, one of them has a few tiny little holes in it - pinpricks really. Over.
Hewitt : What about the Luftwaffe?
Group Captain Barker : [Twitches] Have you made any contact with the enemy, Archie?
Archie Bunting : Well, actually, I think that was a bit of a false alarm. Erm, there are no enemy aircraft in the area. Over.
Hewitt : What does he mean, no enemy aircraft - one of my planes just got turned into a tea strainer!
Group Captain Barker : Sorry, Archie, we don't quite understand you, old boy. The American captain reported being under attack. Over.
Archie Bunting : Ah, yes, it wasn't an enemy aircraft. It was, sort of, in a manner of speaking, me. Over.
Hewitt : [Shocked] He shot my plane?
Group Captain Barker : Archie, why don't you come in now. Sort of land. perhaps we could have a little chat.
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Group Captain Barker : You don't mind if I call you Joe
Hewitt : Not in the least, but my name's Jack
Group Captain Barker : Ah! Even Better! My name's Cyril
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Group Captain Barker : [Barker and Hewitt are walking across the field towards the B-17s] There you are, jack - all safe and sound.
Hewitt : No damm thanks to the RAF!
Group Captain Barker : Bear with me, old boy, it was an honest mistake, Jack - these things happen. I wouldn't say anything about it if I were you.
Hewitt : Don't say anything! One of your fighters almost destroys an American bomber and it's entire crew, and you expect me to keep quite about it?
Group Captain Barker : Just till we get clearance from HQ. You see, in a funny old sort of way, we have to consider morale!
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Hewitt : The moment he lands, I want that screwball - what's his name?
Group Captain Barker : Bunting.
Hewitt : I want to see Squadron Leader Bunting in my office!
Group Captain Barker : Of course. Would you prefer to use my office?
Hewitt : Why?
Group Captain Barker : Well, in a funny old sort of a way, you haven't got an office!
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Group Captain Barker : [Chasing after Hewitt] Look, Jack, I realise you don't relish the prospect of sharing a base with us.
Hewitt : [Stops and turns to face Barker] Whatever gave you that idea?
Group Captain Barker : [Stopping in front of Hewitt] Oh, just the way that every time it's mentioned, your face takes on the pinched expression of a man with a mackeral up his arse!
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Hewitt : You're not related to Walt Disney, are you?
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Hewitt : [On Barker's comparing the situation to a marriage] Let me be completly honest with you, Cryil, I've only know you for a short while, and I don't like you!
Group Captain Barker : But why?
Hewitt : Oh, it's the little things, like the way you keep saying bare with me, and funny old sort of way. It's the way you teitch every time someone mentions the Luftwwaffe!
Group Captain Barker : [Twitches] I don't
Hewitt : But you know what really ticks me off? It's that superiour, condersending, oh so British manner of yours and, I might add, I didn't apriciate the mackeral line! A marriage? God, if this is a marriage, we're spending the honeymoon with the in-laws! Are you happily married, Cryil?
Group Captain Barker : I was once, Jack.
Hewitt : She walked out on you, huh? Clever woman! Now your wife, I could get along with!
Group Captain Barker : No, she didn't walk out on me, Jack. She was killed in an air raid on London about a year ago!
Hewitt : I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Group Captain Barker : Not your fault, Jack
Hewitt : I'll see you and Bunting in your office in 10 minutes.
[Walks off]
Group Captain Barker : Right you are, Jack. i'm looking forward to it.
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Hewitt : [Archie's been drinking, ordered by Barker to go to his quarters, but stops to talk to Hewitt - this is after the 'likewise' part] Who the hell do you think you are, sir?
[Hewitt stands up from the table]
Archie Bunting : I'll tell you who the hell I think I am, sir! I'm Squadron-Leader Blotto, Squadron-Bleeding Hunter, Hunt, Blunt, Something! I'm a pilot, sir, and a damn good one. I bid you goodnight.
[Archie turns and leaves the bar knocking into something]
Archie Bunting : [Hewitt sits down looking at Archie as he stumbles out]
Group Captain Barker : [Getting two whiskeys from the barman] Thank you, George.
[Walks over to join Hewitt with the drinks]
Hewitt : That Bunting guy, does he always drink that way?
Group Captain Barker : Hm? Oh no, no, no. Usually, he has to be carried out.
Hewitt : Doesn't that worry you?
Group Captain Barker : Sometimes, yes. But then I understand it. I understand them all. I mean, look at them Jack.
[Camera pans over to Archie's squadron, drinking, talking and laughing]
Group Captain Barker : They're just lads. We taught them how to kill before they've learnt how to shave. And most of them believe that their next sortie will be their last one. So no, I'm not unduly worried about their future health. A drink makes more sense than a pension.
[Hewitt smirks in partial understanding]
Group Captain Barker : Take that incident today. Archie believed that your chaps were being attacked by enemy aircraft. As far as he was concerned, he was a lone fighter facing ten, maybe fifteen Messerschmitts.
Hewitt : That's all very well, but...
Group Captain Barker : He still went in, Jack. He still went in. Now couldn't we pass this whole thing off as an honest mistake? I mean nobody can prove there weren't enemy planes in the area because our radar was down. But you could very well easily say, Bunting escorted your squadron home and that would be the end of it. What do you say, Jack? Eh?
Hewitt : Well, I'll think about it Cyrill. I'm promising nothing.
Group Captain Barker : Thank you, Jack. I appreciate that. Bunting may come across as a bit of a, a bit of a wild egg, but I know one thing. If I give that man an order he will follow it. Regardless of the consequences.
[Archie drives off on his motorbike after Barker ordered him to walk home]
Group Captain Barker : Of course he's ex-grammar school which doesn't help!.
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Hewitt : [Archie's been drinking, ordered by Barker to go to his quarters, but stops to talk to Hewitt - this is after the 'likewise' part] . Who the hell do you think you are, sir?
[Hewitt stands up from the table]
Hewitt : .
Squadron-Leader Archie Bunting : I'll tell you who the hell I think I am, sir! I'm Squadron-Leader Blotto, Squadron-Bleeding Hunter, Hunter, Blunt, Something! I'm a pilot, sir, and a damn good one. I bid you goodnight.
[Archie turns and leaves the bar knocking into something]
Squadron-Leader Archie Bunting : .
[Hewitt sits down looking at Archie as he stumbles out]
Squadron-Leader Archie Bunting : .
Group Captain Cyrill Barker : [Getting two whiskeys from the barman] . Thank you, George.
[Walks over to join Hewitt with the drinks]
Group Captain Cyrill Barker : .
Hewitt : That Bunting guy, does he always drink that way?
Group Captain Cyrill Barker : Hm? Oh no, no, no. Usually he has to be carried out.
Hewitt : Doesn't that worry you?
Group Captain Cyrill Barker : Sometimes, yes. But then I understand it. I understand them all. I mean, look at them Jack,
[camera pans over to Archie's squadron, drinking, talking and laughing]
Group Captain Cyrill Barker : they're just lads. We taught them how to kill before they've learnt how to shave. And most of them believe that their next sortie will be their last one. So no, I'm not unduly worried about their future health. A drink makes more sense than a pension.
[Hewitt smirks in partial understanding]
Group Captain Cyrill Barker : . Take that incident today. Archie believed that your chaps were being attacked by enemy aircraft. As far as he was concerned, he was a lone fighter facing ten, maybe fifteen Messerschmitts.
Hewitt : That's all very well, but...
Group Captain Cyrill Barker : He still went in, Jack. He still went in. Now couldn't we pass this whole thing off as an honest mistake? I mean nobody can prove there weren't enemy planes in the area because our radar was down. But you could very well easily say, Bunting escorted your squadron home and that would be the end of it. What do you say, Jack? Eh?
Hewitt : Well, I'll think about it Cyrill. I'm promising nothing.
Group Captain Cyrill Barker : Thank you, Jack. I appreciate that. Bunting may come across as a bit of a, a bit of a wild egg, but I know one thing. If I give that man an order he will follow it. Regardless of the consequences.
[Archie drives off on his motorbike after Barker ordered him to walk home]
Group Captain Cyrill Barker : . Of course he's ex-grammar school which doesn't help!.
