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Steady, lads.
We're almost home.

 

Just a few flaps more, we'll be over
the White Cliffs of Dover.

 

Falcons!

 

- Five o'clock. They're coming in hot.
- Then lift it 30.

 

Stay with me, Pirate.
Pirate?

 

Whoa.

 

Wing Commander Gutsy,
this just in from a seagull near Dover.

 

- None of them made it back alive.
- None of them? But...

 

But those were some of our top fliers.

 

I'm sorry, sir.
I'm just the messenger pigeon.

 

If we don't find
some more birds fast,

 

our goose is going to be cooked.

 

Birds On The March.

 

Across the nation
and the globe,

 

pigeons are taking wing
in the fight for freedom.

 

Delivering top- secret messages
from behind enemy lines,

 

these fine- feathered aviators
are the pride of the Allied forces.

 

It's the Royal Homing Pigeon
Service that leads the way.

 

Whether cutting through enemy lines,
or just cutting wise,

 

these proud pigeons
are the model of birdhood.

 

But don't count out the doves.

 

War bond birds play a vital role
in raising seeds for the troops.

 

Wait a minute. Ahoy, mates.

 

Nursing doves at two o'clock.

 

Now, that's what I call a task force.

 

Luxury bird baths? Why not?

 

These hearty heroes
need to look their best.

 

Of course, not just any pigeon
can make the cut.

 

But there's always room
for a few brave recruits.

 

And there they go,
off to another exciting mission.

 

Homing pigeons, we salute you.

 

Wow.

 

This is the shot, boys.
Watch this.

 

- Two in the corner...
- Felix!

 

- Valiant, do you mind?
- Oh, sorry. Felix!

 

Felix! I could do it.
I could do that, Felix.

 

Do what, laddie?

 

I could be one of those brave recruits,
taking wing in the fight for freedom.

 

I know I could. I know it.

 

Valiant. Did I ever tell you

 

when I was your age,
I was already on the shores of France.

 

Aquatic Brigade. Gull Division.

 

If it weren't for me wooden drumstick,
and that shrapnel in me poop deck,

 

I'd be out there right now.

 

You're right.
I'm what they're looking for.

 

A pigeon with that,
with that something extra.

 

You know it's not a bloke's
wingspan that counts.

 

It's the size of his spirit.

 

Hey, everybody, look outside!

 

- Ooh. Aaah.
- The corkscrew.

 

Royal Homing Pigeon Service.
Magnificent devils.

 

Wing Commander Gutsy.
The most decorated pigeon ever.

 

Thank you very much.
Yes, much obliged. Thank you.

 

Come and have a drink with me now.
What'll it be, boys?

 

Bug juice, shaken, not stirred.

 

The RHPS always drinks on the house.

 

Ooh. Bug juice.
Shaken, not stirred.

 

Merci beaucoup, ma cherie.

 

Oh, you spoke French.

 

So? What's the news
from the front?

 

- Can't say, of course. Classified.
- Ooh.

 

But danger is our business,

 

and, I'm sorry to say,
business is all too good.

 

Let me through.
Got to get to Wing Commander...

 

- Excuse me, Wing Commander?
- Yes?

 

Sir? Where do I sign up?

 

Aren't you a bit on the wee side?

 

Talk about a small wingspan, pipsqueak.

 

Tweet, tweet.

 

Tweet, tweet, tweet...
Tweet, tweet.

 

There's always a place
for a few valiant birds.

 

Sign- up is tomorrow in London.

 

Love to stay and chat, but duty calls,
and we must answer.

 

Beaks up, boys.

 

Let's make wind.

 

- Hip, hip...
- Hooray!

 

Hip, hip, hooray!

 

Godspeed.

 

I don't want to work.

 

You should have my job.
I'm far more talented and better- looking.

 

Herr General!

 

Welcome back, General Von Talon.

 

Congratulations, sir.
Another triumph.

 

Jawohl, mein General.

 

Under the Geneva Convention,
as an officer,

 

I have the right to be treated
as a pigeon of war.

 

Have no fear.

 

You will be. Ha, ha, ha!

 

Take him to the cage.

 

Get your talons off me,
you filthy falcons.

 

Pigeons. Pathetic little creatures.

 

Y- You don't eat your prisoners
of war, do you?

 

Eat you! Ha, ha, ha!

 

I'm a vegetarian.

 

And yet, you wear a leather cape.

 

Who is your contact in the Resistance?

 

You know they'll send
a crack team to rescue me.

 

Rescue you?
You're a pigeon!

 

How important do you think you are?

 

VlP.
Very lmportant Pigeon.

 

Ugh. Very impudent pigeon.

 

Who is your contact in the Resistance?

 

- Oh, no.
- Speak!

 

This canary will never sing.

 

Listen to your mother.
You can't go.

 

Mum, there's a war going on,
and I want to do my bit.

 

- Why? Why? Why?
- Oh, Mum.

 

Goodbye.

 

Those falcons are going
to tear you apart.

 

Mum!

 

- My dear little baby.
- Mother, that's not helping.

 

Mother! Honestly,
I'm going to be fine.

 

You were such a cute little egg.

 

Oh, Mum.

 

I'm not an egg anymore.
It's time I left the nest.

 

No one thinks I can do this,

 

and it may be my only chance to show
them and myself that they're wrong.

 

Well, at least have
some breakfast before you go.

 

Oh, Mum. Mum. Ugh.

 

No, thanks.

 

- Oh, Valiant.
- Right, then.

 

I love you. Goodbye.

 

You'll always be an egg to me.

 

- Ahoy there, Valiant.
- I'm off now, Felix.

 

- Wish me luck.
- Good luck!

 

Goodbye!

 

That boy's gonna get creamed.

 

Valiant Pigeon, fearless flyer.

 

Pride of the Allied forces.

 

Feared by the enemy,
loved by the ladies.

 

Ha- ha! Humble.

 

Spits danger smack in the eye.

 

Oh!
Whoo- whee!

 

Ha- ha! Look at that.
It's London! Whoo- hoo!

 

All right, listen up.

 

This is easy,
for intelligent guys like you.

 

All you got to do,
keep your eyes on the pebble here.

 

She's shy. Give her a chance,
she will give you the slip.

 

Find her, and the crumbs is yours.
Easy as pie.

 

I don't know how I stay in business.
There it is, under that one. Where is it now?

 

Find her
and the crumbs is yours.

 

Which one is it under?

 

- That one.
- That one?

 

Oh, no. Bad luck again.
Gonna give it one more go?

 

Law of averages.
I think you're gonna win this time.

 

Tell us, then, which one
has the pebble?

 

Well, in all the excitement,
I forgot myself.

 

What do you gents say
to a game of, uh, football?

 

You big cheat!
Give me my crumbs back.

 

On the level.
I know what you're thinking.

 

Come and get me, falcons.

 

- Strike me down if I tell a lie.
- Whoa!

 

Oh.

 

Look.
That was lucky.

 

Prayers were answered.
That's never worked before.

 

- Hello, mate!
- I lost control.

 

You could not have
picked a better time.

 

- Beg your pardon.
- Bugsy's the name.

 

I'm terribly sorry.
I'm Valiant.

 

So, what brings you to my manor?

 

Oh, l... Well,
I've come to be an aviator.

 

With the Royal
Homing Pigeon Service.

 

- Fighting for king and country.
- You don't say?

 

I've never been
a hope- and- glory bird myself.

 

I'm rather partial to something
called "freedom."

 

Yeah, I flit about as I please.

 

No one telling me what to do
or when to do it.

 

Are they...
Are those flies?

 

Oh, them.
They're friends of mine.

 

So, RHPS is recruiting?
Good idea. Right this way, mate.

 

I'm feeling rather patriotic myself
all of a sudden.

 

- There he is!
- Come on. Afrer him!

 

Oi! Let's get going.
Come on.

 

He's here somewhere.
I can smell him.

 

Follow my lead, mate.

 

Hello. Two to enlist, please.

 

Valiant Pigeon,
reporting for duty, sir.

 

- Never heard of you.
- Valiant Pigeon, yeah.

 

The Valiant Pigeon.
You don't have Valiant on your list?

 

- No.
- Whoo- hoo- hoo. Clerical error.

 

- Should I have?
- Yes, I think you should have.

 

Look at him.
He's a perfect specimen.

 

Do something.
He's fast as lightning, strong as an ox.

 

Very tall for his height.
Stand up there. Sit down.

 

Yeah... Oh, the bird's a legend
in the Struppen... and Barkley Huntshire area.

 

Too small. You should be "yea high,"
and you're not even "hey high."

 

- That's charming, that is.
- And you! Phooey!

 

Have you by any chance
heard of a birdbath?

 

Sad truth is, I've got me a rare
feather condition, yeah.

 

Can't go near a bath.
I look at a bath, and it makes me itch.

 

Clear off, the pair of you.
Get lost.

 

But, Wing Commander Gutsy, he...

 

Yes. Wing Commander Gutsy.
That's right. Valiant's best mate.

 

They went to school together.

 

You don't want to get
on the wrong side of him.

 

If he hears about this, you are
gonna lose those stripes, mate.

 

You know Wing Commander Gutsy,
you say?

 

- Well, uh, yeah.
- Well, that makes a difference.

 

- Sign here.
- Oh, thank you.

 

- Thank you, sir.
- There he is. You dirty rat!

 

When I get hold of you,
I'm gonna knock your beak off.

 

- Pigeons only.
- Get your hands off me!

 

- I'm gonna get you. Go on.
- Where do I sign up?

 

Just sign here.

 

Oh!

 

- All right, in you go.
- Thank you, sir.

 

Who is this Gutsy?

 

If I see your ugly face around here,
I'm gonna have you...

 

- We made it.
- Safe and sound.

 

We're in the Royal
Homing Pigeon Service!

 

The elite of the elite.
Fighting the heroic battle to save...

 

To save our tail feathers.

 

Which worked like a charm.

 

Even though I say so myself.

 

With that, I'll be hitting the skyway.

 

Cheers, mate. Good luck.

 

God bless. If you make it back
in one piece, be sure to, uh,

 

Iook me up...

 

Hello? Hello?

 

Gents? Hello.
Hello?

 

No! There's been
a terrible mistake!

 

Trust me. This is all
gonna work out brilliantly.

 

Hey! Come on. Come back.

 

I've been Shanghaied!

 

Ah! Oh! Ah!

 

Sorry.

 

- Oh!
- Excuse me.

 

- Beg your pardon.
- That's a bit bright.

 

Wow.

 

- Whoa.
- Oh!

 

Sorry about that, mate.

 

Didn't mean to hurt you,
little fella.

 

Hey! Little fella? It's not the size
of your wingspan. No.

 

It's the size of your spirit.

 

- If you say so, mate.
- Can't argue with that.

 

Well, I'm Tailfeather.
This is Toughwood, my brother.

 

- Hi, yes?
- Not the sharpest beak on the block.

 

- He's not the sharpest beak...
- What?

 

But if you're ever in a scrum,
there's no better bird to have on your team.

 

- Yeah, absolutely.
- Nice to meet you. I'm Valiant.

 

- Valiant. It's good to meet you.
- Let's go.

 

- It's two for the Tailfeather.
- Tailfeather takes it on.

 

Ooh.

 

Oh, dear.

 

For a quote, elite unit, unquote,
they seem to be letting in anything with wings.

 

Including those flies
circling your bottom.

 

Oi, who do you think you are?

 

I am Lofty Thaddeus
Worthington Pigeon,

 

I come from a long and honorable line
of warrior pigeons.

 

Well, now, lads.

 

I trust you've had a pleasant journey.

 

Well... I think I speak for all of us

 

when I say the ride was
a bit bumpy on the way in.

 

Maybe check the suspension
on that motorbike.

 

Actually,
we're all a bit thirsty.

 

If we could have some drinks,
that would be nice.

 

Yup.

 

Oh, of course.
That can certainly be arranged.

 

Right after I sprout feet feathers
and turn into a flamingo!

 

Now, fall in, featherbrains.

 

Fall... in!

 

I thought I'd seen it all.

 

For the next six weeks,
your tails belong to me.

 

You'll learn to march like birds,
fly like birds, and fight like birds.

 

I will make birds of you turkeys,
even if it kills you.

 

Except you.
You won't last a week.

 

Permission to die trying, sir.

 

Hmpf. It's like this, ladies.
You will shape up, and you will shape up fast,

 

or I will personally
drum you out of the corps!

 

Funny you should...
I would love to get drummed out.

 

I was gonna bring it up
if you hadn't, so...

 

- Leave him alone. He helped me to...
- Pipe down, pipsqueak!

 

I'm more interested in having you
all drop and give me 50!

 

Courtesy of your short
little friend here.

 

Training at last.

 

I say, old bean,
wouldn't it be more sporting

 

if the chap who actually
committed the infraction...

 

Gentlemen, welcome to
the Royal Homing Pigeon Service.

 

For the last time,
what was your mission?

 

And where are these
messages coming from?

 

Very well.

 

Have it your way.

 

You want us to pluck out
his feathers?

 

And to clip his wings?

 

Hurt his feelings?

 

No, no, no.

 

Worse. Much worse.

 

We have ways of making you squawk.

 

What kind of birds are you?

 

Must resist yodeling.

 

¢Ü Britannia rules the waves

 

One, two, one, two.

 

And halt.

 

Now fall out and report
to the nursing doves.

 

Nurses!

 

- Whoa, look at her.
- Hello, nurse.

 

Well, I've been waiting for you.

 

Do you have something for a brave pigeon
about to go into battle? Eh, darling?

 

It just so happens
I do have something for you.

 

Oh, did you hear that?

 

Is this what you had in mind?

 

Ooh, it's awfully big.

 

You're kind of short
for a nursing dove.

 

Look who's talking.

 

I'd say you're kind of short
for a carrier pigeon.

 

- I'm Valiant, by the way.
- All right, then, Valiant.

 

- I'm Victoria.
- Ooh.

 

I know you lads have had a tiring day.

 

What you need is a nice,
relaxing shower.

 

Then I'll treat you
to a fancy dinner.

 

Mmm.

 

We'll get you a feather cut.

 

Set you up with some uniforms.

 

Oh, beg your pardon.

 

- Did that hurt?
- Did that hurt?

 

That's it.

 

Come here!
You want a fight, do you?

 

Then we'll all turn in
for a good night's sleep.

 

So this is where the smelly, rotten
bits of disgusting refuse are dumped.

 

And our sleeping quarters
would be where?

 

I'll never sleep in here.

 

Oh, ho.

 

Well, this isn't so bad. Oh!

 

Oh, just like home.

 

I've had enough.

 

Speak!

 

Lieutenant Mercury, Royal Homing Pigeon
Service, 4121- 444444- 697.

 

Oh. Bring me the truth serum.

 

Coming up. Right away.

 

Come on, come on, come on.

 

One shot of this,
and we will know everything.

 

I'll never talk.

 

Never! Never!

 

Wakey, wakey!

 

You birdbrains are Squad F.

 

You know what that means?

 

Squad fantastic?

 

- Squad formidable?
- No.

 

- Philosophical?
- No!

 

It means you are the flyers...

 

...of the future.

 

The far future.

 

But my job, somehow, is to make you
the carrier pigeons of today.

 

Ooh. Ha, ha, ha.

 

Good maneuver. It might help
if you kept your eyes open.

 

Better get you back
to your nursing dove.

 

Thanks, Bugsy.

 

You must really like it here,

 

because this is the third time
this week you've been to see me.

 

- I wish you'd be more careful.
- Don't you worry.

 

Where I come from, danger
is our business. Oh, yeah.

 

We spit danger in the eye.

 

If they can dish it out,
well, I can take it.

 

- And where do you come from?
- West Nestington.

 

That's near Nestington.
It's, um...

 

It's to the west of it, actually.

 

Oh, Valiant.

 

Well, I have to...

 

...return to my duties, so...

 

Goodbye.

 

Valiant, wait.

 

As homing pigeons, it's our duty
to transport messages...

 

...in the worst of conditions:
Wind, rain, sleet, snow.

 

Bombs exploding, bullets flying.

 

As if that weren't enough,
Mother Nature has the audacity

 

to create a little something called...

 

...the falcon.

 

Twenty pounds of pigeon- eating muscle,
measuring five of your wingspans.

 

They like to blindside their prey at speeds
in excess of 200 miles per hour.

 

But not to bite, not yet.

 

The first strike is merely for impact.

 

They'll let you drop a bit,
making sure you're defenseless,

 

then scoop you up
in their razor- sharp talons.

 

And in the dark of the night,
you'll have but a split second

 

to recognize friend from foe.

 

- Friend or foe?
- Foe!

 

No, you idiots. It's a pigeon.

 

- Friend or foe?
- Foe. No, friend.

 

- Friend, or maybe...
- No! It's a foe.

 

- Ah, yes, yes.
- Friend or foe?

 

- Friend, friend.
- Oh, yes, my friend.

 

Ninety- nine, one hundred.

 

One hundred and one.

 

One hundred and two.

 

To survive his mission,
a pigeon must have the strength

 

to carry his message capsule.

 

He must have the speed
to fly like the wind.

 

- Evasive action.
- He must have the agility...

 

- Circle.
- ...to outmaneuver the enemy.

 

Figure eight.

 

And he must have
the endurance to battle the elements,

 

flying long distances
over raging seas.

 

Whoa!

 

Me again.

 

Valiant.

 

Oh! Oh, my favorite.

 

How did you know?

 

Mmm.

 

The parrot says,
"How about we do a loop the loop?"

 

I said, "l can't do a loop the loop."

 

He says, "Why ever not?"
I say, "Why, I'm afraid of heights."

 

He says, "You? Afraid of heights?
That's ridiculous."

 

"Maybe to you, mate, but not to me."

 

- That's it, that's it.
- Come on. Go on.

 

Afrernoon, Monty.

 

- Hello, Guts. What news?
- Not good, I'm afraid.

 

We just lost Squadron E over Belgium.

 

That means these new recruits
are our only chance.

 

Whoa!

 

- They'll have to leave tomorrow.
- You can't be serious.

 

They haven't even finished
their training.

 

Attack formation accomplished, sir.

 

Yes! Whoa...

 

Sorry, but those are the orders.

 

Have them ready at 1 8:00 tomorrow,
Monty, old boy.

 

Cheers.

 

Commander Gutsy's here, so...

 

So... I suppose
you'll be shipping out soon.

 

I know, I know.
I can't wait.

 

This is the moment
I've been waiting for.

 

Well...

 

I'd like to be part
of what you come home to.

 

I don't care if you're a hero.
Just concentrate on the getting back.

 

Ow!

 

You need to understand
something, lads.

 

Our losses have been heavy.
Catastrophic.

 

You're all we've got.

 

And so, today,
we fight for our country.

 

Tomorrow our feathers may be plucked
from our lifeless bodies,

 

our innards spread like jam on toast

 

and our bones fed to rabid weasels.

 

But never mind that.

 

On this day, in this place,

 

Iet it forever be known
that you pigeons did your part

 

in the heroic battle for...

 

- S...
- Seeds!

 

- Freedom!
- Right.

 

You will be Commander Gutsy's
support wing.

 

I expect you to do whatever it takes

 

to ensure the success
of his mission.

 

Chaps, the message we have been sent
to carry is of the utmost importance.

 

The outcome of the war
could well depend on it.

 

We pigeons have never been entrusted

 

with a more critical
or dangerous mission.

 

May you fly straight,
and may your instinct guide you home.

 

What did Gutsy mean
by "highly dangerous"?

 

I don't know, but I can tell you this.

 

I am a bird of principle.

 

And my number one principle is,

 

don't get involved with anything
called "highly dangerous."

 

And I will never violate
my core beliefs.

 

Do not ask me to violate
my core beliefs.

 

You're talking to the wrong pigeon.

 

Sir, point of clarification, please.
Regarding the dangerous mission.

 

- I've got a doctor's note.
- Zip it, stinky.

 

Yeah, sure, I understand.

 

And I truly regret that I have
but one life to give for my country.

 

I'd love to die. Love to die.

 

- Can't. Not Sunday. Bad for me.
- Are you finished?

 

Not quite. Listen, maybe I'm not
that conscientious, but I do object.

 

Get back to the barracks!

 

Now!

 

Do I still have to go
on the dangerous mission?

 

- Now!
- Yep.

 

- I'll take that as a, "Yes, I do."
- Noooooow!

 

Hey? Hey!

 

- Where are you going?
- Shh. Keep it down, mate.

 

- I got some serious flying ahead.
- Flying?

 

What do you mean?
Flying to where?

 

Back to old Trafalgar Square.

 

You're not leaving.
You'll break up the team.

 

Team? I'm not a team player.

 

Old Bug Buster plays solo.

 

Bigger question
is why are you staying?

 

- Why am I stay...
- Because it's my duty. It's our duty.

 

Oh, whoa, whoa.
Hold on. Sorry.

 

Have I missed something?
Did we start this? No.

 

Did we make those?

 

Or those?

 

I've seen them fall, mate,
and it's not a pretty sight.

 

The truth is...

 

...I'm scared, all right?

 

Don't tell them that,
'cause I'll deny it.

 

Well, I'm scared too.

 

Then come with me, yeah?

 

Trafalgar Square'll be ours.
Come on.

 

We didn't make
Trafalgar Square either.

 

Where do we go when
they start dropping bombs there?

 

No, no, I'm staying.
I'm doing my bit.

 

Yeah. They're lucky
to have you, mate.

 

Anyway, keep your wings dry, yeah?

 

- Ow! Ow!
- What's happening?

 

- Shh.
- What's going on?

 

It's time for me to fly the coop,
all right?

 

So... I guess this is... farewell.

 

- All right?
- Where are you going?

 

You can't just leave, Bugsy.

 

Look... I've got urgent business
to take care of, and...

 

Look, I'd better catch the wind
while it's blowing. All right?

 

Look me up
when you get back, yeah?

 

You know where I'll be.

 

Gentlemen, take your places.

 

Our mission is to be dropped
behind enemy lines

 

to make contact
with the French Resistance

 

to get a vital
top- secret message

 

and bring it back here
by sundown tomorrow. Good luck.

 

The fate of the freedom-loving world
depends on us.

 

Oi!

 

Hey, hey, hey, Bugsy!

 

You can't go without me.
I couldn't let you get all the glory.

 

Good luck, lads.

 

Hey, Bugsy.

 

- Thanks for coming back.
- Ah. I'll tell you the truth.

 

It's the first worthwhile thing
I've ever done.