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:23:31
Thursday. I can get back to London
next Thursday.

:23:37
-Tell me your name.
-I can't.

:23:39
-Please?
-No.

:23:41
I'm frightened.
It's happening so fast.

:23:44
I'll bet your name is really Fred.
You're embarrassed.

:23:52
Hey, Fred...
:23:56
...I think I love you.
:24:00
Yes.
:24:04
Leader to group, we are 20 miles
from target, begin your descent.

:24:08
-Bombs away at 8000 feet.
-10,000.

:24:13
Open bomb bays.
:24:16
Bomb bays open.
:24:21
They're shooting guns at us again.
How come they do that every time?

:24:25
-We drop bombs on them.
-They have no sense of humour.

:24:29
Can't you take a joke?
:24:31
-9000.
-Five miles to target.

:24:35
-How far is target now?
-Three miles.

:24:38
-Altitude?
-8500.

:24:44
We're almost over the target.
:24:47
-Altitude?
-8200.

:24:52
-8100.
-Cimino, drop them!

:24:55
They're away.
Halloran, I love you!

:24:58
There really is a God,
ladies and gentlemen.


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