Father Louis Rolland: [addressing congregation] In the heart of the darkness, in the deepest of the night, we must never lose hope. Let us keep our faith intact, steadfast! For each of us, deliverance is coming.
[Field Marshal Rommel addresses his commanding officers at the Atlantic Wall in Normandy]
Feldmarschall Erwin Rommel: We need mines and obstacles along the whole coast. On every beach, in every dune, on every cliff. How many have been installed so far? Adjutant Lang: Approximately four million, Herr Feldmarschall. Feldmarschall Rommel: Until May it must be six! Six million! Oberstleutnant Hans von Salmuth: Our men have been operating withput a pause, Herr Feldmarschall. There can be no talk about sufficient rest. The troop is completely exhausted. Rommel: My dear Herr von Salmuth, what would your men rather like to be: exhausted or dead? [marches in front of the coastline] Just have a look at this, gentlemen ... how calm, how peaceful this is. A small strip of water between England and the continent, between the Allies and us. - But behind that peaceful horizon ... a monster! A solid mass of men, ships and planes which is lying in wait to be released upon us. But gentlemen, not one man of the Allies shall set foot upon the beach. Not one soldier of the Allies will ever reach the shore. This invasion, gentlemen, wherever and whenever it may come, there! - right at the water's edge - right there I will break it up! Believe me, gentlemen, the first twenty-four hours of the invasion will be decisive! For the Allies, but also for the Germans, it will be the longest day ... the longest day.
Adjutant: [to the phone] Just a moment, Herr Oberst. [to his superior] I wonder why he hasn't been court-martialled yet. General Wolfgang Häger: First of all, he has shot down 132 planes. [into the phone, jovially] Hello, Pips, my old boy! Oberst Josef Priller: [sarcastically, irritably] Now don't try to get me this way: "Pips, my old boy!" My dear Hart, you were an abysmal pilot when we were in Russia together. Now you're directing from a desk - BUT YOU'RE STILL AN ABYSMAL PILOT! Häger: [with strained amusement] Excuse me? What are you talking about? Priller: I'm just talking about sitting on this empty, God-forsaken airfield near Lille, with only two planes left ... two pathetic bangers! - [takes a drink; sarcastically] Yes, yes - your orders were followed to the letter, that means that my three squadrons are flitting around God-knows-where! Ground crews, supplies, everything is ferried around by truck. So can you tell me what I'm still supposed to do here?! Häger: [irritably] Now listen up, Pips! We had to spread out our combat squadrons - we had to! Just look at what's been happening at the airfields near Pas-de-Calais for the past two nights now! Priller: But this whole idea is pure madness! Madness, I'm telling you!! You're placing all the detachments to the rear instead of the front! - Yeah, yeah, I know myself that the weather is dreadful and that they will hardly come over here with their invasion in all this muck ... but what happens if they do? Will we relocate then, eh? - You know damn well that I can't contact my supply units within the space of tomorrow or the day after! Oh man, you're all just crazy. YOU'RE TOTALLY NUTS, MAN!! [slams down the receiver]
[Major Werner Pluskat has just seen the Allied invasion fleet]
Major Pluskat: My God! The invasion! They're coming!
Wehrmacht Officer: [to soldiers]] Alarm!!!
Pluskat: [calls higher command in a panic] Herr Oberstleutnant! The invasion has come! Five thousand ships, there - there must be over five thousand ships out there!! Oberstleutnant Ocker: [ignorantly confident] Now get a hold of yourself, Pluskat. The Americans and the British don't have half as that many ships all together. Pluskat: DAMMIT, IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, COME UP HERE AND SEE FOR YOURSELF!! - That's fantastic! That's unbelievable! I-I just can't believe it! Ocker: [chuckling] My dear Pluskat, what course are these ships heading for? Pluskat: STRAIGHT FOR ME!!!
Oberstleutnant Ocker: Pluskat? Pluskat, can you hear me?! What's the matter with you?? Pluskat, what's going on there??" Major Pluskat: Are you deaf?! Can't you - [a blast holes the bunker roof] - Dammit, can't you hear for yourself?!? Yes! We're under fire! Yeah - under fire!! Those five thousand ships the Allies couldn't possibly have as you say - they've got 'em! Yeah, they've got 'em!!