>> 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 ]