>> YOU'RE WATCHING THE
HISTORY CHANNEL.
COMING UP AT 8:00, "HELL ON
WHEELS: HITLER'S SECRET SUPER
CAR."
BUT NOW, IT'S "THE WAR IN WORDS:
LETTERS FROM THE FRONT."
>> THE LETTERS OF ENGLISH
FIGHTERPILOT WILLIAM MACINTOSH
OF THE ROYAL AIR FORCE TO HIS
WIFE, LYDIA.
>> MY DEAREST LYDIA, EVER SINCE
WE CROSSED THE CHANNEL TO
FRANCE, I HAVE SEEN NOTHING BUT
DEATH AND DESTRUCTION.
YET
IN THIS DARKNESS, YOU PROVIDE
LIGHT.
THOUGH I MAY BE IN HELL, YOU ARE
MY PERFECT ANGEL.
YOUR HUSBAND, WILLIAM.
>> DEAR WILLIAM, THANK YOU.
LOVE, LYDIA.
>> MY DEAR WIFE, YOU'RE WELCOME.
IN FUTURE LETTERS, THOUGH, IF
EVER AT A LOSS FOR WORDS, PLEASE
FIND SOME.
FOR YOUR WORDS REMIND ME OF THE
HOME I MISS SO DEARLY.
HOW I LONG TO SEE YOU AND OUR
SON.
I EVEN MISS THAT RAMBUNCTIOUS
DOG OF OURS.
YOURS, WILLIAM.
>> DEAR WILLIAM.
I MISS OUR DOG, TOO.
LOVE, LYDIA.
>> MY DEAR LYDIA.
WHY DO YOU MISS OUR DOG?
IS HE NOT WITH YOU AT HOME?
PLEASE SEND WORD THAT HE'S OKAY.
AND ALSO SEND SOME TOKEN OF YOUR
AFFECTION SO THAT I MAY BE
REMINDED OF YOU AND OUR SON
ALWAYS.
YOURS, WILLIAM.
>> DEAR WILLIAM.
I AM ENCLOSING A LOCK OF MY
HAIR.
HOLD IT CLOSE AND BE SAFE.
LOVE, LYDIA.
>> LYDIA, DEAREST.
PERHAPS YOU HAVE BEEN TOO
GENEROUS WITH YOUR GIFT OF HAIR.
YOU HAVE SENT ME A VAST AMOUNT.
HAVE YOU SHORN YOUR HEAD
COMPLETELY BALD?
CONCERNED, WILLIAM.
>> WILLIAM, HA-HA, NO.
LOVE, LYDIA.
P.S., GIVE OUR DOG A RUB ON THE
BELLY FOR ME.
>> LYDIA, I DO NOT HAVE OUR DOG.
HE'S CLEARLY RUN OFF.
AS IF THE DAY COULD NOT GET
WORSE, MY DEAR FRIEND
CHRISTOPHER WAS KILLED ON
PATROL.
THE YOUNG FRENCH WOMAN WHO CARED
FOR HIM IN HIS FINAL MOMENTS
TOLD ME HE DIED HONORABLY.
A SHAME.
LOVE, WILLIAM.
>> WILLIAM, SO WHO'S THIS FRENCH
BITCH YOU'RE TALKING TO?
YOUR WIFE, LYDIA.
>> LYDIA, MY DEAR!
THERE IS NO CAUSE FOR JEALOUSY.
I ONLY HAVE EYES FOR YOU, LOVE.
MY ABSENCE IS CLEARLY WEIGHING
ON YOU.
PERHAPS A WEEKEND AWAY WOULD
RAISE YOUR SPIRITS.
DEVOTEDLY, WILLIAM.
>> WILLIAM, I TOOK YOUR ADVICE
AND WENT ON A LITTLE TRIP.
AND WOULD YOU BELIEVE, THERE WAS
A NEWSREEL CAMERA AT MY HOTEL.
I'M SPENDING A COPY OF THE FILM.
ENJOY THE SHOW.
YOUR MOVIE STAR WIFE, LYDIA.
>> MY GOD, LYDIA!
I CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT I'VE JUST
SEEN.
YOU APPEAR TO BE PALLING AROUND
WITH
ADOLF HITLER AND HIS FRIENDS AS
IF YOU WERE ONE OF THE GANG.
WHAT LED TO THIS?
I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION.
YOUR HORRIFIED HUSBAND, WILLIAM.
>> DEAR WILLIAM, OH, I SEE.
SO WHEN YOU TALK TO SOME FRENCH
WHORE, IT'S NOTHING, MOVE ON.
BUT WHEN I GO TO A PARTY WHERE
THERE HAPPENS TO BE A MAN, IT'S,
"I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION."
>> YES, BECAUSE IT'S HITLER!
>> I AM ONLY GLAD YOUR FATHER IS
NOT ALIVE TO SEE WHAT A
HYPOCRITE YOU'VE BECOME.
LOVE, LYDIA.
>> DARLING LYDIA, HAS MY FATHER
PASSED AWAY?
THIS IS THE FIRST I'M HEARING OF
THIS.
HOW DID HE GO?
ALSO STILL RABIDLY CURIOUS ABOUT
THE HITLER OF IT ALL.
ANSWER, PLEASE.
WILLIAM.
>> WILLIAM, I THINK YOUR FATHER
DIED OF A
BROKEN HEART.
HE JUST COULDN'T BEAR TO GO ON
WITHOUT YOUR MOTHER.
LOVE, LYDIA.
>> MY MOTHER PASSED
AS WELL?
DARLING, I DO NOT THINK WE
SHOULD WRITE TO EACH OTHER
ANYMORE.
BUT KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU AND OUR
SON DEARLY.
GIVE HIM A KISS FOR ME AND TELL
HIM TO BE A BRAVE LAD.
LOVE, WILLIAM.
>> WILLIAM, TELL HIM YOURSELF.
LOVE, LYDIA.
>> WHY WOULD YOU SEND OUR
5-YEAR-OLD SON TO A WAR ZONE?
[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]
