For Whom the Bell Tolls Page #3

Synopsis: Spain in the 1930s is the place to be for a man of action like Robert Jordan. There is a civil war going on and Jordan who has joined up on the side that appeals most to idealists of that era -- like Ernest Hemingway and his friends -- has been given a high-risk assignment up in the mountains. He awaits the right time to blow up a bridge in a cave. Pilar, who is in charge there, has an ability to foretell the future. And so that night she encourages Maria, a young girl ravaged by enemy soldiers, to join Jordan who has decided to spend the night under the stars.
Director(s): Sam Wood
Production: MCA Universal Home Video
  Won 1 Oscar. Another 3 wins & 9 nominations.
 
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Year:
1943
170 min
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- Huh?

Hey, wait! They may be back!

- Coward!

Go to your horses!

Have you seen planes like this before?

- Never, Ingls. - Get inside.

I'm going with Pilar to El Sordo.

We've got to have more horses.

You know your sentry posts.

Keep a close watch.

Anselmo, write down everything

that passes along the road.

I can't write, Roberto.

- I'll show you how to write.

Look how Roberto can make pictures.

That's a truck, see?

And here's a soldier on a horse.

Look! Tank!

I will catch me

a tank like that, old man.

Whatever passes, make a mark.

The man on the horse is for cavalry.

Each mark means a troop

of twenty mounted men. Understand?

Each troop a mark.

- In this way I can write, yes.

That's an educated pencil.

Use one paper for each direction.

Tonight I'll know then

what they're moving up to the front.

Better get along,

and take some food with you.

Can I write too?

Watch the bridge and sentry posts.

See if more soldiers are brought,

and at what intervals

the guard is changed.

What is "intervals"?

How many hours

the sentries stay on and when they go.

Without a watch?

- Take mine.

What a watch!

Look at what a complication.

It should be able to read and write.

- Dont fool with it.

Can you tell time?

- Why not? 12 o'clock day... hunger.

6 o'clock night... drunk.

With luck.

Ten o'clock now.

- You don't need to be a clown.

Do what I tell you

and keep out of sight.

Salud, Gypsy. Did you see

the air machines? - See them?

We ate them for breakfast!

Is there food, Pilar? I'm hungry.

It's a long walk from La Granja.

La Granja?

- Yes, Roberto. You wish tobacco?

You?

- Didnt you sleep here last night?

For a while, yes. Then I thought

of my woman and children in La Granja.

Then I went there.

- Wasn't that dangerous?

You have to get past their sentries.

That's why I only go at night.

Oh, Mara!

See much movement on the road?

- Nothing.

A few trucks as usual. Cars.

A few guns, as usual.

No troops.

- Pick up any news in town?

But nothing.

Still goes battle in the north.

That's not news.

Oh, yes... there is talk

of the Republic preparing an attack.

What?

- That we are preparing an offensive.

Where?

Perhaps here or near Navacerrada.

Have you heard of it?

- Who told you that?

Who?

Surely you know how rumors fly?

The officers talks in the cafes

and the waiters listen.

They say this is

an offensive of some size, but...

it's only a rumor.

What else did you hear?

Nothing, man.

There is some talk of the Republicans

wanting to blow the bridges, but...

Are you joking?

- This one doesn't joke, Ingls.

Bad luck he doesn't.

A man like me

is never alarmed by rumors, Pilar.

Remember anything more?

- No.

They talk as usual of soldiers to be

sent to clear us out of the mountains.

There is some talk troops are

on the way. But it's always like that.

It's not important.

Only rumors as usual.

Rumors! Everything as usual!

Things are bad in the north,

as usual!

That troops come

to hunt us out, as usual!

An offensive here, as usual!

Man, you are a monument

to "as usual".

But the last two, Pilar,

are only rumors.

My mother!

- Let's go, Pilar.

Who'll look after my things?

- The man of rumors.

Fernando, guard the explosives.

- Very well, Pilar.

Calm yourself. There is nothing

to worry about. Only rumors.

Wait!

Hello, Mara.

Hello, Roberto.

Ingls!

Hola, Pilar!

- Hola!

Joaqun! - Mara! - Tell Sordo

I'm coming with Ingls!

A good boy, Ingls.

El Sordo saved him

when his family was killed,

and now they are like father and son.

Ingls, tell me,

have you known many women?

They meant nothing.

- I think you lie.

Well, maybe... a little.

- And for this one, for Mara,

you care much?

- Let's get on.

What is the reason for the bridge,

Ingls? Will there be an attack?

And the airplanes this morning?

Does that mean the enemy's found out?

They're preparing a counterattack?

I only know one thing for certain.

- What? - You have to shout.

One thing is certain. The bridge

must go when the attack starts.

And to do that we've got to have

more horses and more men.

When do we blow it?

Day after tomorrow!

Why not tonight?

Orders.

How do you get whiskey?

- Make it!

No, I joke.

This is good whiskey,

we got it on a raid.

No ice. Plenty ice up there.

Too far.

Easier blow the bridge tonight.

- I'd be shot for it.

Do it in daylight, we'll all be shot.

Not if we have horses.

- Hmm? - Not if we have enough horses.

We'll be out of here before they come.

I have five horses and four men.

Five men, Sordo.

- So it is. Five with the boy.

Five men and five horses.

That's ten horses for 15 people.

We've got to have five more horses.

For the retreat, yes.

Otherwise we won't make it.

How can you get horses?

- Steal 'em.

Only soldiers have horses now.

Soldiers and thieves like us.

Can you get five more tonight?

- What? - Tonight!

We can try.

- Good.

Maybe not so good.

Not good if it snows.

Horses make tracks

and soldiers follow tracks.

It is too late for snow, Sordo.

- Hmm? - It's the month of May!

And the sun is shining.

Look at the young general.

Already he's stealing horses.

He's always talking, Pilar, how

he carried the girl from the train.

Let's see

you carry her down the hill, my boy.

Now you make fun of me.

Wait, Joaqun!

I'll carry you on my shoulders.

Look, Ingls!

Look at the bullfighter.

He's crying.

Dont mock, Pilar.

He was telling me about his sister.

She was a prisoner as I was,

and he just heard that she's dead.

I'm your sister now, Joaqun.

We all love you.

We are your family. - Yes.

Including the Ingls. Is that right?

- Of course.

You hear that, boy?

The Ingls is your brother.

We're all brothers, Joaqun.

- Thank you, Ingls.

Dont worry.

I'll get you a horse tonight.

One for Mara too.

- What about me?

Do I have to kiss you too? It's been

years since I kissed a bullfighter.

Hold this, Ingls,

till I get a good kiss at him.

Look at him! He's afraid of a kiss

as he was afraid of the bulls!

No need to joke.

When I kiss, it won't be as a sister.

This trick of kissing as a sister!

Dont be so brutal, Pilar!

I love you very much,

but why do you speak so brutally?

Why do you think, girl?

Rest, Pilar! You are tired.

- Shut up! Nobody asked your advice!

You think I'm an old woman.

Sit down.

Many things tire me.

And one of them

is to be old and ugly.

And another is to see a boy panic

when I joke that I might kiss him.

It's not true. You didn't see that.

- What d' you know, with your face?

I have an evil temper today,

and I'm jealous.

How foolish.

I'm an ugly old woman,

and I love you very much, child.

I love you too. You're not ugly.

Go on, I'm not ugly!

I was born ugly.

Do you know how an ugly woman feels?

Do you know what it is

to be ugly all your life

and feel beautiful in here?

- You are beautiful.

Try to use your head

and not your heart, and listen.

I'm telling you things of much

interest. Does it interest you?

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Dudley Nichols

Dudley Nichols (April 6, 1895 – January 4, 1960) was an American screenwriter and director. more…

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