All Quiet On The Western Front Page #2

Work is what we want.

Good!

Then we'll go back

to work!

Detachment... lie down!

Keep your head down!

Now sing!

Men... halt!

Order, arms!

Inspection at 3:
00.

Dismissed!

Oh, that swine! That means

we get no time off.

It will take four hours to get

ready for inspection.

- I'd like to know what's in his mind.

- He hasn't got any!

I'm gonna cut him open sometime

and find out!

He's too thick-skinned.

He won't cut.

This is the fourth time he's made

me disappoint that poor girl.

Arms!

Order, arms!

Left shoulder, arms!

Squad right. To the right,

march!

Left, left, left, left.

Follow right,

march!

Squad, left march!

Forward... march!

Detachment...

halt!

Present arms!

Himmelstoss.

Excellent work. They're going up

front tomorrow.

- I recommend leave till midnight.

- Very good, sir.

Left, left, left.

Detachment...

lie down!

Crawl forward!

He spoiled our leave. I'll never

forgive him for that.

- The rat!

- Leave till midnight.

It'll take till midnight to

dry our clothes.

There goes the filthy

ape now.

While we slave over this mud, he

goes off to have a few drinks!

Someday I'm going to take one

smack at him... just one.

Me too. That's gonna be my

life's work from now on.

Why only one? I'm gonna

take several.

I might even kick him while

he's down I feel mean.

What are you doing?

You're not going to desert,

are you?

What?

Listen. I've got an idea.

Crawl forward!

Lie down!

Lie down! Crawl forward!

Oh! What?

Cover!

Paul, you all right?

Behn! Behn!

Behn! Come on!

Behn, come on! You fool!

Behn!

Get up! Come on.

Sounds like more replacements

coming in.

Yeah. Tjaden must have gone

home, for that wood.

There's some more, fresh from

the turnip patch.

I suppose this is where

we bunk.

That's me, "I. Westhus..."

and this is where I live.

- I didn't know!

- Well, you know now!

Yes. Yes, of course.

- It's all right.

- Here's a bunk, Paul.

- When did we eat last?

- Don't remind me.

- I was fine until you spoke.

- Where are we anyway?

I don't know. The name on the

railroad station's been shot off.

There must be something

to eat somewhere.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll ask those fellas.

Sorry to disturb you,

Mr. Westhus.

Oh. Meet Detering. A better

farmer never lived.

- And Mr. Tjaden.

- Sit down.

You see, we haven't eaten

since breakfast.

We thought maybe you could tell us

what we ought to do about it.

Eat without further delay.

Well, what's funny

about that?

This is a bad town to bring an

appetite to, soldier.

We've been here since yesterday morning

living on baled hay and razor blades.

We're willing to buy our food.

Where's the canteen?

The only canteen in these regions

is out looking for supplies.

- Ever hear of Katczinsky?

- Who?

Katczinsky. He's uncanny.

If there's any food within 25 miles,

he'll be the one to get it.

Attention!

What's this?

Volunteers for the future

general's staff.

Sometime I'm gonna take one of

you volunteers apart...

and find out what makes you leave

school and join the army.

At ease. This is no

parade ground.

- Hungry?

- Yes.

Wait! Wait a minute!

That's no invitation.

- Can you pay?

- Yeah, sure.

I have some money.

No, not money. That's just

pieces of paper.

Have you got any cigarettes,

cigars...

- Or soap, cognac...

- Yeah.

- Chewing tobacco?

- Yeah, yeah.

Kat!

Are you crazy? There ain't

enough here for us.

I wish you three would get

bumped off.

I'm tired of feeding ya

for nothing.

Bring everything you got.

- I'm so hungry...

- I'd be glad to give you...

- Come on!

- Is this enough, sir?

Kat!

- You've got the wiring detail tonight.

- Where?

- Past the graveyard.

- With this bunch?

It's quiet tonight. You can teach them

a couple of things.

Thanks. I'd rather

do it alone.

- These babes get killed off too fast.

- Well, the lorry's waiting.

Last night I was too

hungry to sleep...

and tonight, when I get the wrinkles out

of my gut, they think up wiring duty.

Well, here's your chances,

heroes.

For the fatherland!

Come on, get your stuff and

let's get out of here.

- Is that any way to drive?

- Let him drive any way he wants.

Suppose he breaks your arm. You

get sent home, don't you?

A lot better than having

a hole in your guts.

If there's any of you left, I'll pick

you up in the morning.

Well, if that ride you gave us

didn't kill us, nothing will.

And be on time. I don't want to

miss my breakfast.

You better wait for your army,

Papa.

Here, here. Don't be

so backward.

Listen, children. All we got to do

is to string a little wire.

We pick it up at the dump and carry

it to where we need it.

Now, you're gonna see some shell fire,

and you're gonna be scared, see?

It's all right, boy.

Get up.

Here. Never mind.

It's happened to better men than you,

and it's happened to me.

When we come back, I'll get you all

some nice clean underwear.

That kind of shell you don't have

to pay much attention to.

Those big fellas just make a lot

of noise and land about...

five miles behind the line.

The things we've got to watch

out for are the light ones.

They don't give you

much warning.

They go "waa-aa-aah zing."

And when you hear that,

down!

Mother Earth.

Press yourselves down

upon her.

Bury yourselves deep

into her.

Just keep your eyes on me.

When you see me flop,

you flop...

only try to beat me to it.

Now listen.

I'll show you how

it's done.

Give me a couple of those.

That's to kill the noise.

Tjaden.

See that?

- What's that mean?

- Bombardment.

My eyes!

I'm blind!

I can't see!

God!

My eyes! I can't see!

- I can't see!

- It's Behn! It's Behn!

- I'll go get him...

- You'll get killed!

- Let me...

- Lay down and stay there!

He's dead.

- He's dead!

- Why did you risk your life...

bringing him in?

But it's Behn!

- My friend.

- He's a corpse, no matter who it is.

Now, don't any of you

ever do that again.

Put him over there.

- Mind the wire.

- Mind the wire.

- Mind the wire.

- Mind the wire.

- Mind the wire.

- Mind the wire.

All right, come on.

All right, come on. Get your packs

and fall in. Hurry up!

Come on. Hurry up.

Make it snappy.

Get your packs

and fall in.

Kat, what are we doing?

What's happening?

You heard him. Orders

to march.

- But where to, for the love of...

- Another party.

And this one is gonna

last a long time.

Come on.

Here we go.

Company, attention!

Shoulder arms!

March right,

march!

Take your hands off that!

- Queen takes it!

- Well, if you think...

that's a queen, look again.

Ah, it's a jack.

- Yeah.

- Honest, these cards all look alike.

It's too noisy!

I can't play.

I suppose your delicate nerves...

- Can't stand it.

- Get up!

That's Oscar.

The son of a...

Look at that!

Don't be so snooty. You may wish

you had this back.

About two more days of this...

and this rat-bitten and of a piece

of bread's gonna taste...

like a hunk of fruitcake.

It wouldn't... It wouldn't last two

more days, would it?

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