Voices from the Past

This is the transcription below. (source YouTube)



Bomb Aimer: OK, bombs gone.

Pilot: OK… (mumbled) bomb aimer.

Navigator: Was that bombs gone?

Pilot and Bomb Aimer together: Yes.

Navigator: OK…

Flight Engineer: Bomb doors closed.

Navigator: …well, I can read my watch in the searchlights! That’s…ahh…twenty-one, fifty-four.

Gunner?: Flak coming awful close!

Unknown: ??

Flight Engineer: Heading 100.

Navigator: Twenty-one, fifty-four and get out of this lot as best we can.

Pilot: (labored) OK.

Pilot: Speed’s the answer now.

Navigator: The idea is to steer about 020.

Pilot: Put 020 on ??

Flight Engineer: 020, OK.

Navigator: Ahh! Flak directly beneath us…

Unknown: Right.

Navigator: …and searchlights underneath us too.

Pilot: Come on, T-for-Tommy. Get cracking!

Navigator: Ahh, watch your height!

Pilot: I’m watching everything!

Navigator: OK.

Flight Engineer: How many searchlights would you call them?

Unknown: Too many, I reckon.

Flight Engineer: A couple of thousand.

Pilot: Yeah, they’re searching for us. You bastards! …oh Hell…

Pilot: It certainly illuminates things, doesn’t it?

Flight Engineer: It sure does.

Pilot: I could do with a pint.

Unknown: Keep your eyes peeled.

Unknown: Yeah!

Unknown: They’re firing at us now!

Unknown: Are they?

Unknown: Yeah. (Loud Flak Burst)

Gunner2: Flak coming close at the back!

Pilot: OK

Flight Engineer: Flak’s close…

Unknown: Well, it’s coming close, I can feel it.

Pilot: Yes, I can see it! (muffled rumbles of flak bursts)

Flight Engineer: Round to port a bit this heading, Skipper.

Pilot: OK.

Navigator: If we press on a bit this way, we might get out.

Flight Engineer: Yep.

Navigator: My God!

Flight Engineer: You could light your fag on any of those.

Bomb Aimer: Steady up a bit. (Sound of shrapnel hitting aircraft)

Bomb Aimer: Ohh!

Pilot: That was a bit close.

Pilot: Yeah…

Navigator: I think we’ve been hit, personally…

Pilot: We have…

Navigator: Yeah.

Flight Engineer: Lose a bit of height, Skipper.

Pilot: Yeah.

Bomb Aimer: That was close.

Pilot: Yes.

Navigator: Searchlights looking for us now.

Pilot: OK…I’m pressing on more or less on course.

Navigator: Righty Ho.

Navigator: It’s gone out now.

Navigator: We…we better press on north until we’re clear of this issue!

Pilot: Yeah, that’s what I’m doing.

Bomb Aimer: Ah…hello, Skipper.

Pilot: Hello.

Bomb Aimer: We’ve been holed in the front here…

Pilot: OK.

Bomb Aimer: …the…ahh…oil’s leaking out of the front turret, still it’s nothing to worry about.

Pilot: OK.

Flight Engineer: OK, Warren. Ah…Duncy, could you glance over the temperatures? On the engines?

Navigator: Could I what…?

Flight Engineer: …glance over the temperatures.

Pilot: Look then, Duncy…umm…I’ve been weaving on your course. I shall be heading a little…to the east.

Navigator: OK, I’ll give you a course to steer if you reckon you’ll go through it.

Pilot: Yeah…it’s…ahh…

Navigator: OK, right.

Pilot: Only there’s a few searchlights ahead, about a hundred.

Navigator: Yeah.

Navigator: By God, I’ve never seen anything like this before!

Pilot: Neither have I.

Flight Engineer: Four-thousand pounder just gone off.

Pilot: Oh, Good show.

Navigator: Ahhh, that’s not one at all!

Unknown: Yes, it’s not a bad prang.





Pilot: Right oh…

BBC Sound Engineer: Right, we’re on now.

Pilot: OK.

Bomb Aimer: Well, there’s the target straight ahead, Skip.

Pilot: OK, now we’re over the lake now…

Bomb Aimer: OK, now….

Pilot: …just coming up.

Navigator: OK.

Pilot: What was the heading again?

Navigator: 146.

Pilot: OK, on 146…

Navigator: OK.

Pilot: …and the airspeed? Navigator:170.

Pilot: Yes, I’ve got it. Bang on.

Pilot: OK.

Navigator: Ten seconds. Two minutes, ten seconds, Bomb Aimer.

Bomb Aimer: OK, ??, two minutes ten seconds.

Navigator: Twenty seconds…

Bomb Aimer: You can weave a bit, Skip.

Pilot: OK, bomb aimer.

Navigator: Thirty seconds…

Bomb Aimer: There’s…flares…just to the left.

Pilot: OK. Bomb Aimer: OK, you can keep weaving for a while.

Navigator: Forty seconds…

Pilot: Check the position of the flares by your time run.

Bomb Aimer: Yes, I can see some ground detail in the flash of the flak bursts.

Navigator: Fifty seconds…

Navigator: One minute…

Bomb Aimer: Keep on weaving skipper.

Navigator: Ten seconds. One minute to go now.

Navigator: F-i-v-e

Pilot: All right now, you’ll want some last minute corrections, bomb aimer…

Bomb Aimer: Yes…

Pilot: …I’ll fly her straight ahead

Bomb Aimer: Steer her nice, straight and level

Navigator: Ten…

Pilot: Bomb doors open.

Bomb Aimer: Bomb doors open.

Pilot: Give her a bit of extra time if anything.

Bomb Aimer: Yes…

Navigator: Fifteen…

Bomb Aimer: …left, left

Navigator: Twenty…

Bomb Aimer: Steady…steady…

Navigator: Twenty five…

Bomb Aimer: Steady…

Bomb Aimer: Bombs away!

Navigator: Thirty.

Bomb Aimer: There goes the cookie…

Navigator: Lookie…lookie…lookie.

Unknown: Oh, we got lucky going over there!

Bomb Aimer: …and there go the incendiaries….there goes my bottle.

Pilot: Umm, take jettison action.

Bomb Aimer: Jettison action now.

Pilot: OK. I think they’re firing at us.

Unknown: Yeh!

Pilot: Bomb doors closed.

Bomb Aimer: Bomb doors closed.

Pilot: By jove!

Pilot: New course now ??.

Navigator: New course….

Bomb Aimer: Look at those fires boys…oh what a….

Navigator: …185.

Pilot: OK, Turning on…185.

Mid-Upper Gunner: There’s a Lanc up on your starboard beam.

Pilot: I see him, yes.

Mid-Upper Gunner: He’s turning down. move…

Pilot: Yes, I can see him…starboard bow now.

Mid-Upper Gunner: Yes, he’s right ahead…

Pilot: OK…

Mid-Upper Gunner: …cross over…

Pilot: Right, give me that course again ??, well north of us.

Navigator: 185.

Pilot: 185, OK.

Pilot: That was direct hit over the target by the look of it!

Crew: yes…yeah…

Pilot: OK.

Unknown: Keep going, Skip, they’re all turning off this way.

Pilot: OK.

Mid-Upper Gunner: There’s a Lanc coming up on your starboard beam underneath our… wing…

Unknown: He’s turned off…just moving off…

Pilot: OK.

Rear Gunner: There’s a Lanc on our port beam.

Pilot: Yes, I can see him…ah…rear gunner.

Mid-Upper Gunner: There’s a bloke still on our starboard beam, just down a bit.

Pilot: I know!

Pilot: right, Now, keep your eyes peeled for fighters, gunners. They’re obviously milling around the target now like…like flies.

Mid-Upper Gunner: OK, Skip.

Rear Gunner: Searchlight underneath our starboard wing, Skip.

Pilot: OK.





Navigator: Hello Skipper

Pilot: Hello navigator.

Navigator: Half a minute to go.

Pilot: OK, thanks very much.

Bomb Aimer: OK, keep weaving Ken.

Unknown: There’s quite a lot of light stuff coming up as well, falling off a bit low.

Pilot: Ah…hello engineer, Skipper here.

Engineer: Yes…

Pilot: Will you put the revs up please?

Engineer: Yeah.

Bomb Aimer: OK, keep weaving.

Unknown: There’s a lot of searchlights and fighter planes, Skipper, over there.

Bomb Aimer: Yeah, keep on.

Pilot: OK, boys, OK.

Bomb Aimer: Left, Left… ??, Skipper.

Bomb Aimer: Bomb doors open.

Pilot: Hello Bombardier. OK when you are.

Bomb Aimer: Bomb doors open.

Pilot: Bomb doors open, bombardier.

Bomb Aimer: R-i-g-h-t…

Bomb Aimer: S-t-e-a-d-y…s-t-e-a-d-y…

Bomb Aimer: Bombs going in a minute.

Rear Gunner: Hey, Jerry tracer behind us boys.

Bomb Aimer: Bombs jettisoned. (Gunfire)

Rear Gunner: ?? Jimmy ??

Pilot: Where is he…ah…rear gunner, can you see him? (Gunfire)

Rear Gunner: Down! Down!

Mid-Upper Gunner: Down!

Rear Gunner: He’s gone Down! He’s gone down.

Mid-Upper Gunner: Yes, he’s going down.

Pilot: Did you shoot him down?

Rear Gunner: Yeah.

Mid-Upper Gunner: Yes, he’s got him, boy, right in the middle. Bloody good show.

Crew: (cheering and whoops of delight)

Bomb Aimer: Photograph….

Crew: (further cheering)

Bomb Aimer: Photograph taken. Keep weaving, there’s some flak coming up with…

Pilot: OK. Don’t shout all at once!

Unknown: Alright.

Bomb Aimer: Photograph taken.

Pilot: OK, photograph taken.

Navigator: Hello, Skipper. Will you turn on to 081?

Pilot: Alright. 081, navigator. Don’t all speak at once now, keep quiet, it’s OK.

Unknown: OK Ken.

Pilot: Ahh…hello, mid-gunner, did you recognize that fighter you shot down?

Mid-Upper Gunner: I…no, I didn’t recognize it but it’s definitely going down now.

Pilot: Good, Jimmy, I can see him boys, good show! I can see him now.

Unknown: Yeah. Unknown: Look at him burning doesn’t he look lovely?

Pilot: Good show lads now keep your…

Pilot and Unknown together: …eyes open.

Unknown: OK Ken.


Computer graphics by Piotr Forkasiewicz


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