 Presenting Lieutenant William Holden and Army Air Force personnel in name, rank, serial number with Walter Houston as Cavalcade's commentator on the Cavalcade of America sponsored by the DuPont Company, maker of better things for better living through chemistry. This evening, this is where the news came from. Our Cavalcade play, name, rank, serial number is a story adapted from the Army Air Force's training zone resisting enemy interrogation. Not long ago, I had the opportunity to visit the Army Air Force Mission 60 unit of the city of California that we filmed in America. There, I asked the film technician, work bill and night, turning out film to teach men what others have learned from good experience. Much of this work is a military secret. The night story about the Nazi interrogation center for the Captain American Air Force is told for the first time to me. We are privileged to have with us some of the officers and men in the Army Air Force's Mission 60 unit who helped make this film. The DuPont Company presents Lieutenant William Holden as narrator, 5% next, Sergeant James T.A., John Bill, Captain Bale, Charles Cannon, and Corporal Arthur Kennedy. The main, rank, serial number on the Cavalcade of America. To all captured American fliers is extended this invitation. Welcome, gentlemen, to Dulag Luft, Germany. Dulag Luft, where American air crews are brought in for questioning, where Nazi intelligence officers gather bits of information that when put together, tell them the story of future allied operations. That is, if the members of the crew talk, if they reveal anything but name, rank, and serial number. Yes, the plane crashed yesterday, Captain O'Reilly, in northern Italy. It was in 1999. He kept it for the crew, but they had thoroughly destroyed what was left of their plane. They had to interrogate it later on, I think, and not yet. But I have this preliminary report. One is wounded and is in the hospital. Then we have the pilot, Captain Spencer, a highly intelligent pilot, a co-pilot, Lieutenant Williams, also intelligent, but more easygoing, and amazing, master sergeant. The overconfident type is not quite as clever as you think, and that is all we have to go on. No personal patrons, closing labels, not a stress. And I'm sure that not one of these men has any complete information concerning activities against us. Here, what information they have, we'll get and use. And we'll start with Captain Spencer. The scene had been laid. The characters are ready. And now the play begins. A play of Peyton, Gill, and Kenan. Is that it, Captain Spencer? No, thank you, Major Bonden. It is here, I think I have to go to the nurse, Captain. I'm glad to see you are in excellent shape. I know what a train these low-level bombings are. I have to chat with another B-99 crew from your home base, I believe. Of course it is, isn't it? My name is James N. Spencer. I rank as Captain, my serial number is 02469310. I just see you need some understanding. You are not being crossing, Captain. But to be sure, I have no plans to be not conformed to the rules of the Unifer Convention. Am I? Oh. Herr Maurer. I beg your pardon, Major. I understand the American aircrew men of the right, but may I see them? It's a man that has to be right here, Herr Maurer. Captain Spencer? He is Herr Maurer, the International Air Force representative here. I will do so. I would just see you safe and sound. Thank you, sir. We were lucky. Captain, I have brought you the form, the regular Red Cross form for all American prisoners of war. Mind shooting it out? It may be via your command, Major. Thanks. If the form goes to America, you send to the Red Cross headquarters and forward it to our American friends. Oh. There you are, Herr Maurer. The other items, Captain, have you seen it? Name, rank, serial number. It's all filled out. But don't you see, you write your base address here, your unit number here. I need you, Herr Maurer. It's very bad. All I see to remember is my name, my rank, my serial number. I should be young, Julie, to speak to you, Captain. Those items nearly see through it. That Julie sees your male proper name, and that your base and your pair are in science forms with both. Well, it's very odd, sir, because according to the Geneva Convention, just my name, my rank, and my serial number will take care of it. To tell you the truth, I've never seen a form I'm sampling for. Captain, I am afraid you are what we call the uncooperative type of prisoner. So, Captain Spencer can be crossed off the list. Tell me, Mr. Fontaine, I suppose every one of these men is, as I've read, a Spencer. What then? Very nicely, I've wasted my time running. Now, you better get busy with Lieutenant William. He's our next man. Yes, sir. You can only find out where they came from, and what kind of mission they were on. There are other things that have been talking, Captain. Matters, for example, which they have great propaganda value for. That's about civilian morale in America. A word about economic conditions there. Just as there is no such thing as an innocent question, there is no such thing as a valueless statement. Just as there is no such thing as an innocent question, there is no such thing as a valueless statement. Keep this thought in mind as we drop in next on Lieutenant William's prison quarters in the West Wing of New London. You are Lieutenant William, John, too. Yes. I'm Captain William, Lieutenant. I want to check on your hand. Is there any trouble? It's not serious, Captain, only a slight burn. Still, you better have the doctor look at it. I'll take you to his office now. Uh, you get it? No, no, go on. They're not toys. Oh, American brand, huh? Of a very thoughtful type of life. Well, I'm glad I was thoughtful enough to stack up. You see, I practically grew up on these things. You practically grew up on the American language, too, didn't you? Well, I've lived in America most of my life until the war, that is. You're from Boston, I should be telling you. Well, how did you... There's nothing mysterious about it. That's what I think you can't use. Excellent. You should be cold. Cold? Well, you've got to draw a mile long. Oh, really? Where are you from? Alabama? Oh, Georgia. Atlanta, Georgia. Sergeant, call Dr. Bure at the hospital immediately. Tell him that Sergeant Cole is from Atlanta, Georgia. Just a slip of the tongue. An insignificant and obviously unimportant bit of information. But enough to start the wheels rolling for German intelligence. Let us follow up this bit of information to the hospital room where an affected blonde nurse is gently putting the finishing touches on Sergeant Cole's shoulder jacket. Well, that is better, hmm? That's a little. That's a little, I know. It's a bad jacket. You know? Please, it is all right. Please. I do not know if it is. How do you feel if you're over the top? How do you feel if you're a favorite friend? But if it's all I could locate? It's well. Oh, no. The Americans consider it means a great deal to them. In all your stories, there's always so much smoking. You mean American cars? I would say. As many as I could guess. My favorite though, it will always be some booze, I think. Well, I reckon I don't know about that. Oh, of course you do. You only know the other names for them. Gone with the reinforcements. How do you like that? You're very good. Uh-huh. This could be in a book what it is called. Oh, yes, Atlanta, Atlanta, Georgia. This could be in a book. This could be in a book. Yeah, I've been there. It's quite a bit different than it was in a book. But it's wonderful. Well, I'm doing it. When it's part of the war is over. Maybe I will go down. Oh. Oh, I almost forgot. You must feel like you're expecting. Or rather, I must feel it out. The Red Cross form? Yeah, the Red Cross form for all children of the war. It seems to influence what you see in your mail. And it seems that your parents are notified you're saying. Now, your name? Well, color. The rank? That's thousand. Number? One, two, seven, five, and five. Five, and five. And the unit? The unit? Well, is that all I could get? Oh, yes. It's a regular part of the form. Who's here? Here are forms filled out by some of the other boys here. Rank, period number, unit, thing. Okay. This is the 950th median bombardment. And the thing? The 12th Air Force heavy bombardment thing that makes the city. And the first? That's fine, Ross. And now, I think it's better to have some sleep. You're quite here and you're comfortable. Comfortable? Look, for the past three weeks, I've been living in one tent with eight other guys. I don't give you some idea. One tent, that's surprising. Who knew I always thought the American Air Force had far better accommodations for its men than them? Oh, they do all right. It's just that we thought I moved into Naples in a hurry and they were set up for us here. Oh, but before that, it was not so bad. That's right. Back in Tunisia, there was all the food to the tent. Oh, well, that was almost not so good, wasn't it? That was living. But there... What is this? We are making progress, Captain Raining. So, according to these information sides and core babies' nerves, three weeks ago, the 950th Medium Bombardment Group moved to the 12th Air Force Heavy Bombardment Base at Naples, Italy. Ah, but it's more the accommodations were more inadequate, denying to attend instead of the usual sit. Huh. A rather sudden move of medium bombers to a heavy bomber fleet. What does that suggest to you, Raining? Well, make a guess. I say they were needed for some special purpose. Something only they could do. Exactly. Something only they could do out of Naples. The B-99s, you know, have a limited range. Certain targets which could not be struck from North Africa could be struck from Naples. Yes, but which target, Major? In the medium bomber range of Naples, there must be thousands of bombing targets. Oh, oh, no. Not ours. Not for low-level missions. Low-level missions? Yes. The B-99s are mainly used for low-level attacks. Obviously, they are planning a low-level attack from Naples. You'll see if Sergeant Mason can tell us about that. No, your name I see is Alfred Mason. That's a fact. Your unit number? The name of your organization, Sergeant. It's a perfectly proper question. Yes, sir. It's the 16th Bombardment Squadron. And your baby? Palermo Chisler. No doubt you will regret missing out on all the secret operations I wouldn't like to talk about that, sir. Naturally. But you may be sure I feel advised the general strengthening of the fantasy in northern Italy. Well, I don't know where you got it, sir, but... I know those C-99s of yours were primarily for short-range missions. That's right, sir. And for certain types of targets, large ones? What do you mean, large ones? Just real targets, for example. No, Major. I'm afraid you're wrong about that, sir. Yeah, perhaps I don't know so much about that. But I do know what the truth you are. Out there, you come into this office and attempt to deceive a German officer. The 16th Bombardment Squadron, eh? You think we're so stupid that we don't know you're from the 950th group and her nation is Italy, that you can't really travel from Tunisia. That's not true, you're wrong. But tell me, unconsciously, everything is to be lied. What about the extra fuel tank in your plane? Well, we've got a waste of time with plans of yours. The whole Air Force is as stupid a liar as you are. Yeah? You'll see how stupid we are. You'll find out. I have every intention of finding out. Your group is getting set for an important mission, isn't it? No, no, no. I didn't mean that. You're going to tell me what they're going to bomb. What? And when? Now, look, I don't have to tell you a thing except my name and rank and serial number. Roger. That's what happens when a prisoner is seen making an escape. That's right, he's fired on us. That's what your captain Spencer is about to do, Sergeant. He's about to be shot every day while attempting to escape your life. You can see the mission. It's up to you. A few words. I don't want to tell you a thing, so you can go right now with your block. That's all it is. It's just a block. Come to the window and see for yourselves. Look, if you haven't much time, it's this way. Look how little it takes to be that man alive. Oh, look! Oh! Stop it, stop it, will you? It depends on you whether or not they're fired. Now, those friends are going to be missing. What are they? I don't know. I was only a guest. What? I don't know anything. No, wait a minute. I was only gone by heart. You see, right after the mission, you were just gone. Everybody was to have a layoff. And all the planes were going to be checked over. I just figured they were getting checked for something. Say that to us. How long are they off? What are you supposed to be? When were the planes to be idle? In two days. Tomorrow morning. Tomorrow morning? Yeah. What's the target? I don't know. Those lies don't you do know. What's the target? I tell you, I don't know. You gotta believe me. I've been reading. Oh, please, no, you can't do that. Don't you understand? I'm telling you the truth. You're listening to main rank serial number featuring members of the United States Army Air Force of the Capital State of America sponsored by the DeFon company of Wilmington, Delaware. I would make it a better thing for better living. There is a story of really black, which is a German interrogation center for captured American aircrew. The story of what happened when one such crew One such crew spoke, but don't talk to the world. They're so listening to me, maybe one day, and that's me meaning, German intelligence officer, with such information, will be developed by an American strategy. Good work, Ruinys. For a moment, even I thought it was Captain Spencer before the firing squad, with a thank you major, who dressed up for him to act the part. Oh? Yes. Thanks, Ruinys. I think he's a very credible actor. Yes. Let's suppose he is. Sergeant Mason gave us quite a bit to work on. We are already planned for tomorrow morning. Let's just look at the map. Yes. It will leave from here, from this way. They'll go, they'll go to say that B-99 sounds better place further than this area. 800 miles from the base. And so that's even with the extra fuel tanks they were supposed to use. Of course, fuel tanks. I've seen none about those, Major. Mason told me, or the expression did, I made a stab and it struck. There was another stab at work. I suggested that his group was planning only short-range mission, and he assured me I had made a remarkable discovery. A very poor liar, that boy. So, a long-range mission. We concentrate on industrial targets. You do? Yeah. When I suggested just that, the good sergeant assured me I was definitely wrong. In other words, of his stupid lies. So here, Bougarest, Belgrade, Vienna, and Munich. The next step is to learn which one of these is his target. One more clue, if only we have one clue. I wonder if something will happen to you, Captain Olin. When I talk to Lieutenant Olin, he said something about his flight commander. What does this mean? He told me Johnson was given a leave just two days ago. It's mainly nothing. The flight commander didn't even leave, for what reason? He was unwilling to ignore. He just didn't think it was a clue or a clue. If it was a clue, man, a leave just before an important raid, I think not. I think these clues are missing clues. Really, I'm sure of it. We must find out why Johnson was taken off. We must find out tonight, and Captain Spencer's a man, I think. His commander is crew, and therefore would know more about the flight commander. Yeah. Whether he likes it or not, Captain Spencer will talk tonight. There we are, Captain Spencer. We are dying in the summer of our German pilot. We have served the best food in Dulles-Druft. Anything you say, Captain Olin? This is a mess room. Oh, excuse me, Captain Olin. Excuse me. You have a guess. This is Captain Spencer. I'm an oldie. I go to mass. Huntersville College, Captain Spencer. Happy to meet you, sir. Good town. Why? Thank you, Lieutenant. You're a commander of a 299, I understand, Captain Spencer. That's right. Ah, then you are a dangerous man. You are health captain, and you are. You know, just as you answered the commander here, the captain here's good plan to bomb you, and the mission dumps me around. We've been telling you something running about his squadron leader who planned the mission. The best plan, and our organization, I might add. But quite suddenly this morning, just one day before the mission, the man was released at his command. Oh, what was the estimation? None. None at all. It was very strong. Oh, you could then ensure that the man became yours. I think it was simply a start. No, but it is not my plan. He left for Berlin for a holiday, as I understand it. One does not have a holiday when one is too in for flies. You know, I, Captain Spencer, he would never be very ill. I know of a case quite similar to this. First, the squadron leader seems happy to well. Yes, but a man can have quite a good time, Commander, if all he has is a cold man. Cold man? Cold man? Yes. Yes, I suppose you're right. By the way, there's a phone call I have to make here. Excuse me, Captain Spencer, but the gentleman? I'll be right back. You're welcome, Commander. And just to capture some more wireman chemistry. He deserves it. Well, what makes of a beautiful man? Johnson was taken after, so he had a cold in his head. Of course, if he doesn't have to be too much of a cold, if a man out of an oxygen mask, that means high altitude flying. Yes, but we know that this means there is to be a low-level body. But sometimes, even low-level missions have to climb up stairs. Muddies, exactly, mountains. A low-level formation. But to get to their objective, they must cross some 50-foot-size mountains using oxygen masks. It's impossible for a man suffering from a cold. Can we look at the map? Yeah. No mountain can reach the belgadina. You know, there, on the way to Budapest. But we look, we look. Yeah, that is something else. So in order to come in low over the dirty and synthetic oil refineries, one must search a high high, quite high above the Australian Elves. So, we look at this. Yes, tomorrow morning. And we shall be ready for them reading. Stands to our wood frames kept from Spensa the next night at the operations office of the American Air Base in Naples. Weary crew members having returned from a Munich raid report to an American intelligence office. We'll head to them. They met us about an hour out of Munich. Messerschmitt all over the place. About eight of them jumped Maxwell and Thomas. The song went down burning. Like that all the way to the target. They're getting smaller and smaller. Smith got it. Wilkerson, Merriam, Dale and Montgomery and Reynolds. I don't know how many others. I don't know if it was a tip-off. It had to be a tip-off. Oh, I could say this. There wasn't anybody from this outfit who could reach the gerry who could talk to him. And we lost Spensa's crew to the gerry just the other day. It wasn't a better bunch of guys anywhere than Spensa's crew. Al Mason wouldn't give any information if his wife depended on it. And Ralph Cole, when he'd cut his right arm off for you, wasn't going to Joe Williams and Jimmy Center. He thinks they'd talk to him much. What could they talk about? If we didn't know where we were going or when or how until this morning, how could they have known it three days ago? You don't have to know where or when or how to tell the enemy all they need to know. You don't even have to be a traitor. You might as well do. All you need to do is relax for one instant. All you need to do is talk. Give anything but your name, your rank, your serial number. What happened to Spensa's crew may happen to any pilot, to any crew, tomorrow or next week or next month. And if it does, remember this. Even though you're a prisoner of war, you're still an American soldier. And you, merely by remaining silent, may be playing a greater part in this war than you ever played before. Your name, your rank, your serial number. Nothing more. Your name, your rank, your serial number. That's the moral of our story. And the cradle of every fighting man in every branch of service. Don't talk. Don't talk. Don't. Now, thanks to you, Lieutenant William Holden, Private Kent Smith, Sergeant James C.O., John Beal, Pat McVay, Charles Tannum, and Corporal Arthur Tannaby and all the cast and snipers from Cavalty. Cavalty played tonight with taking from an Army Air Force his training film. Here's a key story about a Navy training film. A drug store manager now in the Navy was given a job of running a motion-tipped machine, one of the training pictures he had to show taught men how to aim and fire a rifle. While Jones, we call him Jones, was careful really to study the pictures time he ran it from the machine, fire. Because his company was made up of men from Kentucky and Tennessee, three hundredth most of them, made to drive a pack of 50 yards with a rifle. But Jones, the drug store manager, had never gone hunting, never shot a gun in his life. The other man said to him about the bad showing he was going to make on the target range. Well, the day came after a march to the range Jones moved for a hundred, and what happened? Jones, who had learned to shoot by running a movie, scored third high out of the entire company. That's how good these training films can be. Here's James Wittman to tell you more about them. The Navy alone now sends from 30 to 60,000 prints of training films each month to training centers, get the trees, and advance bases. They listen and learn more about a complicated subject like fire control from a 15 minute movie than they can from a two hour lecture at the Navy Times. As for the Army, well, 36 green men in the engineer corps, after seeing a training film just once, went out and built a timber-central bridge so strong that tanks could run over it. Men who had never built a bridge in their lives. These training films that have done such a wonderful job in wartime are going to accomplish a great deal for education after the war. In a trade school, a boy will be able to learn the elementary facts about a diesel engine, say, or chemistry in an unbelievably short time. Girls in business college will learn to take notes and do typing under actual business conditions, with messengers coming and going on the screen, telephones ringing, and all the hubbub of a busy office around them. From kindergarten through college, a girl will be able to learn more easily and more quickly under the best and latest teaching methods, training films, and many educational pictures in peace time, like those in wartime, will be photographed on Defant Motion Picture Films, one of the Defant Company's better things for a better living through chemistry. And now, Walter Houston. Next week, the television of America will bring you Ida Latino, a thrilling radio dramatization of the worthy, strong, best-seller, Immortal Wife. Story of Jesse Duncan C. Mont, the wife of an army explorer who later became a presidential cannibal in the Civil War General. Listen next Monday to Immortal Wife, with Ida Latino on the capital of America, with Walter Houston saying thank you and good evening. Tonight's cavalcade play was adapted to radio by Ben Kagan from the Army Air Forces Training Bill Resisting Enemy Interrogation, written by technical sergeant Harold Medford. The music was composed and conducted by Robert Ambruster. This is Gain Whitman sending you best wishes from cavalcade sponsor E.I. DuPont, the Nemoursan Company of Wilmington, Delaware.