A Time to Love and a Time to Die Page #10

(Train whistles)

(Train whistles...)

(...Screeching of falling bombs)

Fourth Company!

Gr?ber!

Over here!

Immerman!

(Laughs)

Well, if it isn't the furlough boy!

-Sauer!

-Yes?

You crazy fool,

why didn't you stay home?

The rate we're running

you could have waited for us to join you.

What brought you back to this muck?

(Explosion)

How did you find us?

Came up with an engineer outfit.

Been looking for you guys

for two weeks.

(Shrill whistle)

Oh, relax.

Sling that rifle back on your shoulder,

we haven't had anything

to shoot at for days.

They keep pounding us

with artillery,

when they run out of shells, we rest.

And pretty soon they've got more shells.

-Sauer!

-Yes, sir.

Get those men out of there!

Move out of there.

What are you doing?

Gr?ber!

I don't know how you got here,

but I'm glad.

How was it at home?

I know.

Come on.

Come on, keep moving.

Come on. Relax, boy.

They're just looking for us.

They haven't found us yet.

(Sneezes)

Sauer, I think I'm catching cold.

Don't worry, your insurance is paid up.

Yeah, but my wife's too stupid.

She wouldn't know how to collect it.

Hey, Sauer, look!

Beer!

-I'll get it.

-No, no. I'll get it.

(Chuckling)

Hey, this must have been a brewery!

(Explosion)

Keep moving! Sauer, Gr?ber, move...

Sir.

(Whispers) Keep moving.

Keep moving!

Sauer! Keep moving!

Go on!

Stay here and rest.

Break rank.

Mail!

Mail!

Emmerich.

Dead.

Zender. Dead.

Dead.

Immerman.

Smith.

Gr?ber.

From my wife!

Keep moving.

Pick up your feet.

We found them hiding in a cellar, sir.

I'm sure they are guerrillas.

-Did you find any weapons?

-No, sir.

Then how can you be sure?

We'll hold them until we can

turn them over for questioning.

But where?

The grain storehouse by the lake has

an outside bolt on it, sir.

All right. Take them and...

Gr?ber.

Yes, sir.

Take charge of these prisoners.

They are to be locked up and guarded.

-Lamas.

-Yes, sir.

You'll show him where.

Krger.

Nothing for you, sir.

There's nobody to write.

You should have gotten to us yesterday,

you'd have a lot less to carry back.

Why don't you get yourself some rest?

Fine. I could use it.

(Elisabeth) 'I'm writing this sitting under

the bombed tree by the river.

'It's growing and living again as though

it had never been scarred.

'You told me we must be like that too,

and we are.

'We're going to have a child, Ernst.

'And the thought of our child

shuts out all else.

'Except you.

'Frau Witte says it doesn't matter to her

what we call the baby

'as long as it's a girl!

'l will now write to your parents

offering them a vote too.

'You sent the address

just in time, so l...'

Gr?ber!

Gr?ber! Get back to the platoon.

We're pulling out.

Where are you going?

We're not gonna hold them with us.

Get going, I'll finish them off.

I'm responsible for them.

All right, then you do it.

I'll let you have the honour.

It's no honour.

-But it is an order.

-To me it isn't.

Do you know who you are talking to?

I know exactly who I'm talking to.

(Gun shot)

Go!

You're free!

Well, go!

German beast!

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