Into the White Page #2
your soldier manners and discipline.
It is none of your business.
Captain Davenport ...
You are right. It concerns not me.
Also it may be,
my soldier just followed my orders.
Why can not we just sit
and talk civilized together?
Just speak.
A conversation.
About what?
Anything.
Okay. What about politics?
It's a bad idea.
Cars?
Yes. Germany is known for
to build the world's best cars.
At least the boring cars.
British cars have elegance and style.
- Yes. But they always breaks down.
- So what?
Would you marry a woman,
because she always served food at. 19?
- I would not blame her.
- What about sensuality and adventure?
Without the unexpected
people start to get bored.
What do you think Germans about Jesse Owens?
Ham the black, who beat
your best-man at the Olympics.
- He was talented and deserved the victory.
- Cross.
We sit and argue about small things -
- When the only thing we want is
to come home to our ladies.
- What?
- Girls.
I have since ladies in Germany, right?
Tonight I had a date
with the bartender Sheila from the base.
Blue eyes, bright red hair -
- And a figure
you turn around and look after.
They tried all
to get their hands on her, but without success.
- But you did manage to get her?
- Yes. I won her.
Or she actually won me.
I'm darts champion in town.
Three times in a row.
Then Sheila,
give me a beer and says:
"Smith, I like you.
Turns me in darts, I'm yours. "
- And did you hit her so?
- She hit me three times in a row.
Completely without cheating.
The day before we left, she gave me
a note over the counter.
What was it?
"I am very pleased
until you get better at darts. "
"Come to me, as soon as you
back. Love Sheila. "
And then I shot us down.
What about him klepperten over there?
Does he have a woman in his life?
Strunk has a family.
Three children and a beautiful wife.
- He ever talk to them?
- Strunk makes his family honor.
He worked for the family business,
which has 2,000 employees.
And then he joined
volunteering to Luftwaffe.
- Why he volunteered?
- In order to serve his country.
And Hitler jr., Who is
love of your life? Your mother?
His mother is dead.
And what about you? Do you have a woman,
waiting at home?
- Have not we all?
- I have since.
Speaking of women,
then washing out.
- You and Smith.
- You did not answer.
Yes, I did.
- Unfortunately we can not.
- Why not?
The kitchen is over on the German side.
Your compass contains alcohol.
It may turn inflammation down.
Teacher In nothing Luftwaffe?
Of course, but so would
we do not have a compass, Davenport.
Our position is 62 degrees,
0 minutes and 33 seconds.
- So are we ...
- Four kilometers.
- Planning the trip tomorrow?
- Yes.
West is on the way.
- No, it's that way.
- Two kilometers ...
I should have checked the compass,
before I smashed it.
West is the direction
and I can prove.
- Is your scarf of silk?
- Of course.
Can I borrow it?
May I ask permission
to cross the border?
Silken makes the needle magnetic.
You were right, Lieutenant.
What a fine, small compass.
It is common knowledge in the Luftwaffe.
I must piss.
How would I run to?
You will not win this war, buddy.
What the hell's the sausages,
you eat? Antifreeze?
You win the pissing contest, Dunk.
Congratulations.
Strunk? Strunk?
It is two o'clock.
It's your turn to keep watch.
No!
No! No.
- Joseph ...
- No!
I dreamed Brits ate me.
They laughed as they ate me.
- They sleep.
- I do not trust them.
That we do not need.
We are armed.
We bombs British ships
and shoots British planes.
- Why can not we just shoot them?
- They are useful as hostages.
Lieutenant?
Where is your gun?
I have that in hand.
So it is up.
We're leaving in half an hour.
We'd rather stay here,
if you do not mind.
Need a mirror?
Why not?
But then I
having barberhvlen afterwards.
We are here somewhere.
We go this way,
across the hill.
Have you seen the weather?
This is a pure, untamed wilderness.
Captain, we have run out of food, and
there is almost no burn back.
- We're leaving now.
- Lieutenant. I have a suggestion.
- We can go their separate ways.
- No.
Why not?
- There are rules of warfare.
- Why are you so obsessed with rules?
It do not understand. Therefore, we
large, while Britain crumbles.
- Nonsense. The empire is doing fine.
- Fine? Wake up, Captain.
Come on. This way.
Strunk, I can not.
Op.
Lieutenant!
Lieutenant!
Stop!
Strunk!
Lieutenant!
Follow the trail.
Over here!
We have to go back.
Go back to the hut.
Let's just face it.
We are going to die here.
Lieutenant, why did we not?
I do not understand.
- All the other ...
- Enough, overkonstabel.
Why did we not?
We had our orders.
I made a decision.
- But ...
- There is nothing more to say about it.
How will we survive?
We have beds and bars.
We can take wood
from the floor and the walls.
You there. Help him.
I know what we can eat.
- It is delicious and vitamin rich.
Madregel number one: Is it
vitamin rich, it tastes bad.
It tastes good.
Not bad.
It would be good with meat.
We can go hunting.
- You do not like soup?
- It's okay, idiot.
But little meat would decorate.
Old Adolf is probably also a vegetarian?
- I'm not a vegetarian.
- Why are you so thin?
Smith, are you really
the local darts champion?
- That's right.
- No, he's not.
Give me three balls, your penguin,
and I'll prove it to you.
Stand up.
Yes, come on, Schwartz.
Point to one of Joseph's buttons.
- What?
- Point to one of Joseph's buttons.
That one.
Stand still.
It was pure luck.
Stand still.
You can not
do it three times in a row.
- You were right, Lieutenant.
- It was on purpose!
You should see your face.
Not to enter into it, but your
Soup has given me diarrhea.
- What?
- Can I go to sh*t?
I must be on the toilet.
- All right, Smith.
- Thank you.
Captain Davenport.
Thank you.
Reindeer.
Reindeer.
Come and shoot them.
Reindeer.
Reindeer! Come and shoot them!
Sh*t.
Damn it, then!
Ten-fifteen reindeer.
Just outside the hut, damn it!
Yes, I know.
They're gone now.
You, Joseph ...
I must say that Chapter two
was just hard enough at my ass.
Now you have done in the nettles.
I'll kill you.
- Move!
- Joseph! Give me your weapon.
- Move!
- I said, put the weapon.
- You're a dead man.
- Say sorry.
You are completely out of yourself.
Give me the weapon.
You are a proud German soldier.
The Luftwaffe's order
and discipline a matter of honor.
- Do not forsake now.
- Move!
- You're a dead man!
- Commander gave you an order.
It must you obey.
Listen to your Commander
and put the weapon from you.
Do you really disobey
against your platoon?
I did not give you permission to
to cross the line, Captain.
The weapons down on the floor!
Now!
Push them over.
Good work, Smith.
You go over there.
Taking in us to capture?
- Yes.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Into the White" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 18 Dec. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/into_the_white_10901>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In