Patrick Baud & Leslie Plée present:
(I’m flying, Patrick!) SAM, THE UNSINKABLE CAT Belfast, 1955, a very old cat. Ich bin ein old rascal, who
has known many battles. Und many honours that
I earned nicht! Ach, there’s even my picture
at the Musée de la Marine. When all I did was hang on to life. I was born in Nazi Germany. My master was ein cruel SS,
but I kinda liked him. Cats aren’t that much into politik… We lieb the hand that feeds us. We are incorrigible foodies. Ich bin ein nice
chubster, as they say. In May 1941, I embarked
upon the Bismark. Schnell !
– Ya, mein Kommodore! I wanted to do Babouche, the Führer’s
cat, proud. Here is the “Angora” plan! Sorry for scratching the edges… Cat’s whiskers can
detect air variations. Thanks to them, ich werde
anticipate the attacks. Er, shouldn’t we use our radars? Since torpedoes
travel through water… My whiskers sind remarkable! They can perceive any
movement around them. I can tell you Churchill ist
picking his nose, as we speak! After ein ill-starred shipwreck, ich was rescued
by the HMS Cossack. What is your name?
– Sam! Hm, I’m going to call you Oscar. On that new ship, I
felt very lonely. Scheiße. Before, I was on the 1rst Class deck. Wait, I think I’ve
detected something. Wait, your equipment is rubbish! Straight ahead, torp… achoo! Get lost, you damn cat! I want ein hug. Why is he suddenly
talking about a shoe? This is no time for fashion!
What is your situation? There was another shipwreck. And I had absolutely
nothing to do with it. Und danke, I was
rescued by the Ark Royal. Ein gross
aircraft carrier. That’s the Bismark cat,
he survived again! That’s incredible,
he is unsinkable! Can I pet him? I want more fish, but fillet them
for crying out loud! It is amazing! What an extraordinary cat! Kitty!
– And what a swimmer! Who is that douche? Killing is in the air, wait for
my signal, it’s really close! Ich bin ein unsinkable
cat, und du, who are you? I am K-nel, I am psychic. I can foresee the attacks. And I am in charge here, you punk! This huge aircraft carrier is
too small for our giant egos. Captain? There’s a baby
crying, what are your orders? Ein third shipwreck put an
end to a true friendship. K-nel, mein freund. Are you sure two can’t fit on this? Sorry K-nel, I’m Titanicking you. Weary of war and cruelty,
I withdrew here. Next time, I’ll tell you about the
time I scratched General De Gaulle. This story is based
on this amazing book.