think you'll leave?
Tomorrow, the day after, in a...
In a week.
It depends on the clouds, on the sun.
Whenever the devil makes up his mind.
Why?
Why?
Because I...
What's his name?
Get out!
Get out of the tent!
General!
The ice is cracking!
General!
The ice is breaking up!
Get out!
What happened?
What is it?
The thaw is coming, General.
The water temperature is close to freezing.
With 24-hour sunlight,
the air temperature is rising...
and the difference...
it just tears the pack apart.
It's June now.
We're drifting on frozen, melting sea,
90 miles from the nearest land.
Do you expect it to get worse?
It's worse now. The ice could break
under our feet any minute.
All right.
We'll have to keep watch, day and night.
If it cracks near us,
we have to move the camp...
and if it cracks again,
we move the camp again.
We have to be prepared
to move all the time.
You're playing roulette with us.
General...
General, we have the food now.
While there is still time, we can walk out.
We'll walk when Cecioni
sets the pace, Zappi.
Look, a small party
of the strongest men moving fast...
can get back and bring help.
Do you think you can walk
90 miles across the ice?
Without ropes, without proper boots,
without equipment?
No. We stay together...
around the radio.
That damn radio.
Why the hell did I ever find it?
Today in Rome,
his Majesty King Victor Emmanuel...
in the presence of
II Duce, Benito Mussolini...
unveiled a monument to Vittorio Veneto.
Acts of heroism fade
in the memory of dying...
but foreign detractors, envious of us...
can never minimize this,
one of our finest hours.
They've done it! Victory!
Four to one. Italy beat Spain four to one.
Levratto scored two goals.
- What are you doing to us, you bastard?
- Mariano. Stop it.
Mariano. No fighting here.
Captain Mariano.
The official Italian news agency refuses
to comment on the Nobile expedition...
and the disappearance of the airship.
Meanwhile a report
from the Tromso Geophysical Institute...
suggests that prevailing winds...
during the estimated flight time
of the dirigible Italia...
indicated that the crash
might have taken place...
in the vicinity of Franz Josef Land.
Franz Josef Land?
Weather conditions make it impossible
for airplanes to take off.
- That's 300 miles out.
- The current is taking us there.
Can't you make...
Can't you make them hear us?
Mother of God, is it my fault
that the battery is feeble?
Maybe they're sitting in a radio shadow.
Then they'd never hear us.
General...
we're leaving.
Who is leaving?
We've made plans.
Who has made plans?
We have to leave today.
It's the only way.
Who else is leaving?
I am.
Is it true?
They won't get across without my help.
You, Mariano?
Yes.
You are all insane.
You know nothing about the Arctic.
You'll never get anywhere.
There's a grave in the ice for all of you.
What you're really doing
is committing suicide.
What about Cecioni, your comrade?
Are you just going to abandon him here?
Now, think, before you go out there
and destroy yourselves.
Think.
THIS WAY.
RUN THE AERIAL TOWARDS
THE STORE-HOUSE.
KEEP QUIET!
S.O. S... S.O.S.
I'VE HEARD THEM.
RING THE BELLS!
I HAVE THEIR POSITION. RING THE BELLS!
MESSAGE TO MOSCOW.
URGENT. HAVE PICKED UP RADIO SIGNAL
FROM NOBILE.
HIS APPROXIMATE POSITION...
General Nobile
and his small band of explorers...
who vanished four weeks ago
may still be alive.
A Russian radio amateur
has picked up an S.O. S...
from members of the crew
of the ill-fated Italia.
General Nobile's return from the dead
has stirred the world.
In Moscow, it's been announced
that the heavy icebreaker Krassin...
under the command
of the Arctic explorer Samoilovich...
is ready for immediate sailing.
But this new hope
must be sobered by the fact...
that even a few days
more exposure on the ice...
may result in the death
of General Nobile and his men.
There's some money.
Would you