Enemy at the Gates Page #3
I'm glad
you're so happy.
He had all the advantages.
Next time you'll be even.
No one shoots
like you, Vassili.
She's been transferred.
I'll see if they're ready
for you next door.
- Hello.
- You look smart in your new uniform.
Make sure they don't take it back
once you've finished.
Yeah, they probably will.
I've heard the rumor about the German,
and I wanted to wish you luck.
Thank you.
I'll need it.
From what comrade Danilov
tells me, you're going to win.
Hmm.
It's time.
- Vassili! Vassili!
- Come to my arms.
- Look in my direction.
Put your cap back on,
you look more heroic.
- This way, comrade Zaitsev.
- I love this little fellow.
Vassili, is it true that
you volunteered for the front?
How old are you, Vassili?
Do you know what this duel
means for our country?
Is it true you killed your first wolf
when you were five?
Are you proud to be challenged
by the best sharp shooter in Germany?
The Germans are starting
to sh*t their pants.
Go on, my boy, tell us how
you're going to deal with him.
- Or rather, no. Tell it to the boss.
- One more question, please.
He likes
good hunting stories.
Look at him with pride,
because he's looking at you.
The whole country
is looking at you.
Forgive me, forgive me,
Grandfather.
So, it's not the wolf that
chooses the hunting ground...
but the hunter.
But I'm sure your grandfather
taught you that.
Except in this case,
I'm the game.
However,
today what we're going to do...
is lure the wolf
out of his lair...
to where we want him to be.
You're the one whose life is valuable.
You go first.
No, no. We take it in turns.
Next time is your turn to go first,
and then it's you, Volodya.
Son of a b*tch!
These are new pants. I just took them
off a captain from the 251st yesterday.
Sixteen months I spent
in Germany at the school in Zossen.
Of course, those were the days
when we were friends with the Krauts:
when our Joseph
and their Adolph...
were walking hand in hand.
From here to the wire,
One hundred and fifty-five.
Whatever. That'll make 'em
send out a repair guy.
Let's relocate.
Aah!
Hey, Volodya!
After the Germans
invaded us,
it wasn't the same
atmosphere anymore.
Threw my ass
in prison.
What were you doing
in Germany, huh?
Excuse me, says I, but it was
comrade Stalin who sent me there.
Don't bring our glorious leader
into your treachery.
Confess, spy bastard!
Confess.
And bang! Bang, bang, bang!
Well, there wasn't a sickle,
but there was a hammer.
And bang.
Knocked out all my teeth.
That's right, boy.
Have no illusions.
That's the land of socialism
and universal bliss for you.
Hey! It's your repair guy.
I got him.
It's about soup time,
isn't it?
I'm going.
Well, get a move on, Volodya,
and try not to spill it all
on your way back, you Marxist bastard.
The enemy sniper activity reported
during the past 24 hours, Herr Major.
Two sentries shot
in the train station sector.
One artillery observer
in the Northern sector.
One lieutenant from the 24th Panzer
division in the factory sector.
Three telephone repairmen
in the workers' housing sector.
They also tell me we have just taken
a prisoner who may interest you.
I hope he's still
able to speak.
Excuse me, sir?
Nothing.
Thank you.
which building is he in?
There is no way
I know that.
He moves around
all the time.
He jumps from one
to the next.
On which floor?
I don't know.
We'll see about that.
Undress him.
Put him in
one of our uniforms.
You see, they are stubborn.
That's the good thing
about the Germans.
Man, you got to admit
when they get an idea in their heads...
Right.
Let's see if our customer
has arrived.
Are you ready?
Uh-huh.
And now our famous shepherd
from the Urals,
who Major Konig
thinks is an idiot,
gets up to make sure
he has hit his target.
Major Konig sees him.
Aims for his helmet.
Fires.
Reveals his position
and is shot in turn.
Except...
Major Konig doesn't fire...
because Major Konig
isn't there.
Koulikov!
Don't you think that was strange,
that last one?
They sent him out
to get shot like the others.
It's not natural.
Not without artillery,
Oh, no, I'm the one
who was stupid.
They don't give a sh*t
about telephone guys.
I mean, it's like us
with the Ukrainians.
They'd never bother a major
over a few dead grunts.
Tomorrow, we'll kill us
some generals.
Whose turn is it?
Mine, I think.
Oh, you're such a cheater!
You can't fool Papa Koulikov.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
it's my turn to go first.
And it's your turn to get a hole
in your britches.
To victory.
This sniper business
has been dragging on too long.
What's that little fellow
of yours up to?
He's probing,
comrade Kruschev.
He's testing the Germans
for weaknesses.
He's meticulous
in his preparation.
Vodka...
is a luxury we have.
Caviar is
a luxury we have.
Time is not.
He's aware of that
comrade Kruschev. We both are.
I assure you
he will succeed.
Good.
It seems your destinies
are entwined.
They're keeping you busy.
I picked this up
in the kitchen.
It's from the reception the other day.
I thought Mrs. Filipov might like it.
Um, she will be thrilled.
That's very sweet of you.
There's plenty more
if you're hungry.
You're Jewish,
aren't you?
There's nothing in our religion
that says you can't eat sturgeon.
My father had a premonition
all this would happen.
You mean the war?
He understood that the hatred
of the jews ran deep.
He was saving up to buy
some land in Palestine.
He said it was the only land
we truly belonged in;
the only land
we had a duty to defend.
He insisted I learn
to use a rifle.
I learned to shoot.
I know that in times of war, personal
feelings should be put aside, but...
I have a favor
to ask you.
Of course.
Anything you want.
I want to be reassigned.
What's happened, Tania?
He shot him.
He shot him even though
he jumped first.
Shot him on the run.
It was
an impossible shot.
I've never seen
anything like it.
You've promised people
a victory I can't deliver.
I don't stand a chance
against this man.
You mustn't talk
like that, Vassili.
What if I told you we found
a way to track his movements?
We've got someone, Vassili.
Someone close to him
passing us information.
Next time you will be
one step ahead of him.
I promise.
Now I have a favor to ask.
From me?
It's about Tania.
Come in.
He doesn't even know you exist.
But at that moment, you are closer
to him than anyone else on earth.
You see his face
through the sight.
You see whether he shaved
that morning or not.
You can see whether he's married
by whether he has a wedding ring on.
It's not like...
just firing at a distant shape,
not just a uniform.
It's a man's face.
Those faces don't go away.
They come back and they just...
they get replaced by more faces.
Did Danilov ask you
to tell me this?
He likes you very much. I think he'd try
anything to change your mind.
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