Legionnaire Page #3

short firm strokes.

No! No! It's in the dunking.

Anna always say you dunk.

My dear fellow ... what good is it soaking it?

Soak it! Soak it!

Stop! Stop!

I get it. I get it.

Alright! Alright, you got it.

Do mine too?

Who's Anna?

- I don't tell you about Anna?

- Nah.

Let me tell you about the most

beautiful Angel in the world.

Oh she's lovely. Is she a relation of you?

- No, she's my fiance.

- No! ...

It's amazing, this is crazier than

Bourbon street in New Orleans.

Legionnaire, come with me?

I'll come anywhere you want to take me, girl.

We're on leave.

- Alright, show me the door.

- Hey, what is this place? Heh?

We really should go to a

European establishment.

This is the place.

If you all don't like the merchandise don't

buy it. But, this store is alright by me.

Two seconds, my friends they need me very much.

Come on girl.

Desertion of one's comrades in the face of the enemy ...

... is punishable by firing squad if

I'm not mistaken.

Not tonight my dear.

What's wrong? You don't like girls?

Of course not. I'm British.

Later, yes? Later.

How much?

- Twenty.

- For both of us?

- For both of us?

Wooh! Wooh! Wooh!

This is not such a good idea.

You no understand.

My Anna she may not like this. Okay?

Just think of it as training ...

... for the army.

Training?

Ah, like hitting the bullseye.

Practice makes perfect.

- Okay! Okay, I'll do it.

- Yes, come on now.

Scotts' Guards.

We marched into Damascus

with General Allenby.

We freed Arabia from the Turks.

So I picked up a few

phrases down the years.

Most of them are pretty

useless outside of brothels, frankly.

Every Saturday night ...

We sneak out to be together.

We spend hours just walking,

and talking ...

... and sometimes, only sometimes, ...

... after a glass of wine ...

... we even kiss.

What about a drink?

Honor was my lot.

My father, the Colonel, drummed

it into me from the time I was a boy.

He was ...

He was my hero.

But I never quite managed to live up

to the standard that he set.

You know, It always struck me as

rather odd that a man ...

... can be glorified for

pillage and murder.

But, ostracized for dishonor.

That is something I wouldn't wish

on anyone.

Is that why you left the military?

Dishonorably discharged, to be

precise.

What was the problem?

I like to gamble ...

... Alan.

I can't help myself.

Is the devil and it's the love of my life.

And there's nothing else I ...

Well ...

Nothing else will do.

And the higher the stakes ...

... the more I like it.

Of course, it doesn't really become

a problem ...

... until I lose.

Then I have to do sordid things like ...

... write bad checks.

They stripped me of my command

in front of my men.

Some of them had been with me

for nearly 15 years.

But that was the easy part.

Seeing the disappointment in the old

man's eyes ...

... it's the wound that doesn't heal.

I know the feeling.

And the first time I saw it ...

... in Katrina's eyes.

What went wrong?

When I first met her I thought I changed.

We had a dream. Get married.

Go to America.

But I couldn't do it.

You ran.

Well we've all run old man.

That's why we're here. Isn't it?

I have to find her.

Listen.

When we're thru with this stint,

I'll help you to find her.

Your Katrina.

You have my word.

Thanks.

But, why me?

My brother was murdered.

You were the one who suggested Lefevre

in the first place.

I hold you just as responsible.

That's crazy! Who knows when that

photograph was taken?

The guy could be anywhere.

I don't give a damn what it takes.

I want that bastard dead.

Viktor will be along to watch your back.

Set your guard to boot!

I'm Captain Charlier, your

new commanding officer.

We are being sent to Fort Bernelle, ...

... the last French stronghold

between us and Abd-El Krim.

This self-proclaimed Arab leader has

taken his forces deep ...

... into French territory destroying

9 other outposts.

The Legionnaires defending these positions

were all brutally slaughtered ...

... and those who did not die immediately,

were tortured in a despicable manner.

We leave at dawn.

Sgt. Schiff.

A word of advice.

I suggest that you keep one

last bullet in your pocket ...

... not for your enemy, but

for yourselves.

Hey Alan, how far you think this Fort is?

I don't know, Guido.

What do you think, Mac?

About a mile closer than the

last time you asked.

I have a bad feeling in the stomach.

It's hunger.

Don't joke with me.

I don't think I'm gonna make it.

What are you saying?

You're gonna make it.

I not so sure.

Look, the fort is not so far.

- Just keep your mind on getting there, okay?

- Yeh.

Will you promise me if I don't make it

you will tell my Anna.

Promise me, heh?

I promise. I'll will tell your Anna.

But you gonna make it.

- Yeh.

- Okay?

- You're gonna make it.

- Yeh. Good!

Guido, we've only been marching three days.

Who knows how long we got.

Out here your whole life is

in your canteen.

Every drop is precious.

Right?

So when you do drink, do so wisely.

Quiet!

Come on! Move!

Let's go!

Guido.

- You should have told us.

- I'm a Legionnaire.

Legionnaires march or die, okay?

Don't buy in to that Legionnaire crap.

It don't mean nothing out here.

It's about surviving. All we got

is each other.

- I'm not a baby!

- Luther is right.

- Give him your foot lad!

We won't think any less of you.

This has nothing to do

with your manhood.

If we stick together we'll make it back home.

Listen, you'll make it.

Trust me.

One big empty country.

Big it is. But I promise you empty

it is not.

They're out there waiting,

watching, ...

... planning when and how they're

going to kill us.

We're the intruders, Luther.

It's their country.

And every man, woman and child ...

will give up their lives ... before

they give it up to us.

Guido, don't let it get to you.

Come on.

Stay in line! Move it!

- Guido!

- Leave him alone!

- Get up!

- I no can go on!

- Come on Guido, get up!

- I no can go on!

- Get back!

- March!

Back in line!

Get up! On your feet!

He needs some time to rest.

He's weak.

The man is mentally weak.

Physical weakness is nothing a

night's sleep can't cure.

This man is incurable.

You always tell us ...

... the Legion ... is a family!

Don't tell me about the Legion!

Now. Leave him!

No!

I left a friend to die once before.

Then carry your friend.

Give him your water.

Give him your blood for all I care.

But I will not sap the strength ...

... of sixty men to save two!

Corporal!

Pick up those rifles!

On the march! Move!

- Let's go! March!

- He's finished.

- March!

We'll never make it. Leave me!

We've got this far.

We'll make it. We will.

Move it!

Water! Water!

It's a bloody circus!

Someone's gotta talk some sense into these idiots.

Sh*t!

Sir, with the greatest possible respect, ...

... might I suggest sentries on

the high ground?

At the moment we're nothing more

than a flock of sitting ducks.

- Ah, a military expert.

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