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Attack Page #7
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- 1956
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but I haven't even got the guts to...
A man hasn't got the guts to live,
he hasn't got 'em to die.
If you can't live, you can't die.
Who wants this? I didn't ask for this.
I'm different, Woodruff.
I'm scared.
We're all scared, Captain.
I'm scared of... I'm scared of you.
I'm scared of Bartlett. I'm scared...
I'm scared of my father.
My daddy whupped me! He whupped me!
"I'm gonna whup some guts into you, boy!
I'll make a man of you!"
"I'm talking to you, boy!
I'll make you a man!"
And I thought that someday...
someday...
I woke up one morning,
and I was 30 years old.
I knew that little ol' someday
Never gonna be no someday.
Never gonna...
You stay here, Captain.
I'll take care of things.
- Where is he?
- Joe. Where...? How did you get back?
Where's Cooney?
They said he's here. Where?
- Back there?
- Joe, listen to me.
Now, don't foul yourself up.
- Get outta my way.
- No.
Liegert's dead! Lucas is dead!
Ricks is dead! A boy I never
even talked to is dead!
All on account of him!
That's one account I'm gonna square!
You can't do this! He's...
I don't know. He's psycho. He's...
You kill him, you'll go back to Battalion
under guard. I'll see to that.
- Listen to me for once!
You're mealy-mouthed.
You double-crossed me!
- You gave me your word!
- It wasn't that simple.
OK, if you want it this way! One...
Harry, I'll shoot you if I have to!
Two...
- One of those big Kraut tanks!
- Where?
It's firing point-blank into the house
where Toliver and the other guys are.
- All right, Joe, how about it?
- Those guys don't have a chance!
Lieutenant Costa...
I thought you were dead.
- At the end of the street.
Can you make it on that leg there?
I'll make it. There and back.
Them ever-loving momsers
are trying to kill us.
- We gotta get down that cellar.
- Toliver, you got a mind like a steel trap.
Argh!
You all right?
Lieutenant! Hey, Joe!
- I'm glad you...
- Where are the others?
Snowden's in the cellar. Bernstein's here.
I think he's got himself a busted leg.
- Get them below, out of the way.
- Look out. Here comes another one!
Argh!
He yells nice and loud, don't he?
You know I do, you grease monkey.
Whoever thought
I'd be glad of a busted leg?
You know what this is, don't you?
It's a one-way ticket, stateside.
Want your plugs changed, too?
No, thanks, Sarge.
But you can check my windshield.
Come on! They're breaking through.
We're falling back to the church.
Don't leave me here. Those guys are SS.
- We'll get you some kind of stretcher.
- Them SS don't take wounded prisoners.
Especially when their name is Bernstein.
- What we need is Superman.
- You know it, Snowden.
- Or even that Joe Costa.
- Yeah, Costa. I wonder where he is.
You're yellow, all of ya! We're holding
for Clyde! Come out, you cowards!
Yellow! Come out! I'll fight ya!
Come out, wherever you are!
We're holding for Clyde!
We're holding the town!
Come on! I'll fight! Come on!
You're yellow, yellow, yellow!
Come on, snap it up, will ya?
- What happened to him?
- I busted my leg.
- Carry him. Come on, they're coming.
- We're trying to rig a stretcher.
Hurry it up. You'll be all right, Bernstein.
I'll get up to see if it's clear.
- Come on.
- Try it.
You take it easy, you guys. I'm the only
guy in the world who could do this.
- Do what?
- Crap out on a seven.
- What do you mean?
- I bust my leg. That's a natural, right?
- Stateside for certain.
- So I win, so I pick up the chips.
And what are we playing for?
A drop-dead pill.
I almost wish I wasn't wounded.
Come on, hurry it up.
What's going on here?
Where are you men going?
- Nobody's running out! We're holding!
- We'll hold at the church and courthouse!
We weren't told we were!
You ain't telling me, I'm telling you!
- He's nuts.
- Get back!
Cooney, you're blocking progress!
Get back there! You're yellow!
All of you! Get back there!
Too late. They're all around the place.
Get back down.
Geradeaus. Die erste Kompanie
zu den rechten Husern.
Ich soll auf
die amerikanischen Panzer aufpassen.
Wo willst du denn hin?
Ich wollte mal im Keller nachgucken.
Dass du dich besaufen kannst?
Nur nachsehen, das ist alles.
Mach dir keine Sorgen,
da ist kein Schnaps mehr brig.
Wenn noch welcher da wre,
wrde ich ja selbst runtergehen.
Komm.
We're cut off here.
I'm aware of that, Captain.
The way I see it, we're trapped.
This situation's hopeless.
- Sh!
- There's only one thing to do.
- And what's that?
- Surrender.
- The Geneva Convention...
- Listen. They don't even know we're here.
As officer in charge, I'm still
the one giving the orders...
- You're sick.
- ..and don't you forget it!
Shut up!
If the SS can't march Bernstein back,
you know exactly what they'll do.
I'm doing the officer-like thing.
I'm trying to save lives.
Oh...
Cooney.
- Joe.
- Your arm, Joe.
Please...
Dear God...
just one minute... more.
OK... Cooney.
Time...
Time to settle up.
God...
give me the strength...
just... just to do this.
I gotta...
I gotta...
I gotta...
Please, God. I pray...
Father, may I go to hell...
before I...
He didn't mean what he said, God.
He didn't mean it.
- Amen.
- Amen.
I didn't know one man
could bleed that much.
Well, that being over, I think
we'll just carry on as planned.
You take one more step up those stairs,
and I'll kill you.
Hold on, boy.
Let's not fly off the handle here.
Let's calm down.
Who said anything about the stairs?
I was just... I was just
thinking of the welfare...
Get over there!
Now who's runnin' the show, eh?
And the first wisecracker that gets out
of line is gonna get it right in the head.
How about it? Any takers?
No.
Captain!
- Hey, the noise. What about the Krauts?
- Take a look.
Good shot. From the hip.
Sergeant...
if we ever get out of here,
place me under arrest.
I don't see no Krauts at all, sir.
I'll check outside.
- Did you hear me?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- The Krauts got the captain.
- Absolutely.
They got him coming through the door.
I seen it. Jackson here seen it, too.
That's right, I seen it... saw it.
If ever a man needed killing, it's that
no-good putrid piece of trash lying there.
He's gone, Lieutenant.
Let's just all forget about it.
Now, look here, son - I mean, Lieutenant.
What's happened here...
I mean, what's really happened,
and how it's gonna
sound in a court martial...
Them's two different things.
Those armchair officers will railroad you.
I got faith in justice, Lieutenant,
but the army,
well, it just got no sentiment.
Speaking of justice, shooting him was
about the most just thing I've ever seen.
He was about to get us all killed.
Some sharp operator bucking for his
majority will make you look like a maniac!
Supposing Costa had done it -
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