I think I saw something.
Steady, Iads, we’re almost home.
Just a few flaps more.
and we’II be over the White CIiffs of Dover.
Falcon!
Five o’clock! Bank Ieft,dip thirty!
Stay with me, Private. Private?
Wing Commander Gutsy, this just came from near Dover.
No one made it back.
No one? But...
Those were our top flyers. I’m sorry, sir.
I’m just the messenger pigeon.
If we don’t find 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,