Ispansi! Page #3
Who knows what they were cooking.
Someone will have to milk these cows.
They must be ready to burst.
Listen up.
We've been left two houses and a school.
Everything else belongs to the army.
We've also got two cows and two horses.
Where did they take them?
To Siberia.
A few hours ago.
The captain won't
let us go into the fields.
He says they are poisoned.
The army will bring food.
Somebody is hiding here!
Get out of there.
She can't even speak Russian.
We'll have to give her up
to the military authorities.
She says that everyone was taken
but they had done absolutely nothing.
She does speak Russian.
She says she was born here.
She wants nothing to do
with the Germans.
Her family is from Switzerland
and she wants them to come back.
Everything has been taken away
from them.
This is war.
In any case feel sorry for us.
Besides they started it, didn't they?
The Czarina brought them here
a century ago.
They were no longer Swiss or German.
Or whatever.
Surely more Russian
than Ludmilla.
I am Bulgarian.
What?
You are Bulgarian?
And now you tell me?
But you knew that.
It says so in my papers
and my accent...
Don't tell anybody that.
We don't need anymore problems.
Well, what shall we do with her?
Let the authorities decide.
There is no rush to tell anybody.
Besides you are a doctor not a hangman.
Ludmilla
take care of her.
Don't let her be seen in the street.
They will probably come to get her.
Paula, how do you know
how to speak German?
Her clothes are similar to my mother's.
Do you remember your mother's clothes?
You were very little.
A month before my mother
sent me to Russia
they executed my father.
I don't remember him.
Leave those things alone.
They're not yours.
Go with everybody else.
You heard Paula.
Leave!
I am glad you are better.
We need all the help we can get.
You never work
and then put on such airs!
These girls will sleep in this room!
And theyll use whatever they need.
Understand?
We can't wait any longer.
We have to pick all the food
out of the ground, potatoes, beets...
They can't poison them
if they are underground.
If we don't die poisoned
we'll die of hunger.
There is no other way. When winter comes
all food will be scarce.
I'm afraid that winter
is about to arrive.
We've made up our minds too late.
Our Father who art in Heaven
hallowed...
What are you doing?
Didn't you hear me?
What are you doing?
Cristina, can you tell me
what's going on here?
We are praying.
Is it forbidden?
Why do you ask silly questions?
Did your parents teach you to pray?
Not me.
My mother wanted to
but my father said no.
Cristina, I asked you.
They say she has been teaching them
catechism and how to say
the rosary for weeks.
It started this summer in Stalingrad.
Apparently in some of the classes
they pray for the Russians
to believe in God and the Virgin Mary.
This woman has gone mad.
Who knew her in Spain?
She's from Madrid.
She helped out in an orphanage
and volunteered to come to Russia.
We met her shortly before meeting you.
She was fleeing from somewhere
with a group of children.
And she's a member
of the Communist Party.
So Paula is a communist.
Very well.
this evening.
Look at her.
She leads an easy life.
The only one with a house to herself.
You haven't spoken to her,
have you?
- Are you afraid of her?
- Stop it.
I'll speak to her.
Stay out of it.
They are not German.
They would have told us.
We haven't had news
from the front for ages.
I wonder where they are now.
Come on kids, to school!
Lenin! Where is Lenin?
Angel, you can't call a dog Lenin.
The sauna is warming up.
They hold on
until they can't take anymore.
It's the only way to kill lice.
And if any survive?
We kill them with freezing water.
No, no!
- What do you want?
- Hi Paula. Can I come in?
I've heard that while we were
in Stalingrad you taught
some of the girls to pray.
Is this true?
We were all very upset
by the death of Javier.
But that was almost a year ago.
Nobody understands
what's wrong with you.
You live here alone.
You neither help
nor allow anyone to help you.
You speak German,
now this about the girls...
I know you're hiding something.
With or without your help
I'll find out.
Aren't you going to say anything?
Do you spy on me through the window
while I'm undressing?
What are you talking about?
Answer my questions.
Don't touch me!
Communist pig.
Haven't you noticed?
I'm not like you.
I've never been one of you.
Your war killed my son.
You're mad!
What son?
Javier was your son?
Shitty Red!
Shoot me.
Kill me now!
Or I'll finish you all off!
I should shoot you right here.
- What's wrong?
- They are taking her away.
The Swiss girl.
Dont growl, Lenin.
The dog's name is Lenin?
The Spaniards love Lenin
and the girl loves the dog.
The Spaniards love Lenin?
They were looking for her.
Nothing can be done.
She isn't wearing a kerchief.
That child has no kerchief.
Are they gone?
Can we come out?
We want to come out now!
For God's sake,
those girls must be boiling.
Come on. What are you doing here?
If you stay they'll never come out.
What's happened?
Now you're worried?
You're going to meet
a Russian woman
who is very interested in your story.
Paula!
When you finish...
...please kill me.
It won't be necessary.
You're already dead.
Is your name Paula?
No.
- What's your name?
- Beatriz.
Beatriz Rodriguez del Olmo.
Ok, fine, Beatriz.
You'll get your punishment.
Have you got a brother?
He says not to sell
our warm clothes again to the peasants
because they will let us freeze
to death next winter.
What about food?
What does this man say about the fields?
That we should have harvested.
He says they can't
have poisoned the fields.
Because they were taken out
of their homes while they were eating.
Ludmilla, ask him how things
are in Stalingrad.
Hurry!
Winter has come early.
Within no time
it'll be 30 or 40 below zero.
When this happens
it will be difficult to go out.
We have no food left.
You have heard
we should have gathered all the grain
that rotted in the countryside.
Things are bad, very bad.
Yesterday the Germans
got near the docks in Stalingrad.
If they take it,
they'll cross the Volga.
And they'll be here in three days.
There will be no escape.
Let's go while there is still time.
In spite of our hardships,
the children kept up
their daily routine
and classes were held everyday.
This requires a tremendous willpower
when all you have to kill your hunger
are potato peels
and the temperature is 30 below zero.
Platero is a small donkey,
a soft, hairy donkey;
so soft to the touch that
he might be said to be made of cotton.
With no bones.
- Teacher?
- Yes.
Although the worst devastation
was caused by tuberculosis and typhoid.
Ormaechea has just died.
You don't feel sorry, do you?
You won't shed a single tear for him,
will you? B*tch!
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