Miracle at St. Anna Page #10

- I did.

- The Partisan killed him.

- Dropped the ball!

You dropped the f***in' ball!

You f***ed up big time.

Now, all four of you

gonna be court-martialed.

One, two, three and four.

Sir, we gotta pull out now.

Now, you load up, soldier.

About this child? If I could

just get a word with you about...

For the last time, soldier. I told you

to get in that goddamn Jeep.

Ain't no need to shoot

the man over no child.

We can take him to headquarters.

We got room.

Yeah. Ain't no trouble.

We can take the kid.

Lieutenant Birdsong,

you take that goddamn kid.

- Huh?

- You heard me.

Don't make it tough on me,

big fella.

You better not

come no closer.

Wouldn't do that, sir.

- [Bishop] Choke him, Train!

- Train, for God's sake!

- [Bishop] Choke that tar.

- [Hector] Put him down.

[Nokes] Soldier, put him down!

[Hector] He's had enough.

Put him down.

[Bishop] Choke the sh*t

out of that f***er!

[Nokes] Put him down right this second!

[Angelo, in Italian] Chocolate Giant!

The Sleeping Man.

- Diesel, you're killing 'im.

- Put him down!

[Bishop] Leave him be, Stamps.

[Nokes] That's right, big fella.

- Birdsong! Son, you OK?

- Crazy black bastard!

- Come here.

- Help me get him.

[in Italian] Get back. Get back.

Let me take him.

- I'll see you again, Stamps.

- I hope so.

- Come on!

- Let's move out! Let's go!

Come on. Let's move out.

[people screaming]

It's the Germans!

[Ludovico] Natalina!

Go! Go! Go!

Natalina!

[in Italian] Come away. Come with me.

Hector! Go get Ludovico! Go!

Wait!

Bishop! Cover me!

Go, go, go!

Ludovico!

Natalina!

Papa! Papa!

Bishop! Bishop!

Bishop!

Bishop! Bishop!

Train!

[shouting in German] Forward! Forward!

Spread out!

Move! Spread out!

Forward. Be alert.

Jesus Lord, Bishop,

I can't move my head.

- Is my boy livin'?

- Yeah.

Is he livin'?

He just got a little scratch,

but he gonna be OK.

That's good. That's good.

Tell Hector to put that

little old cross on him.

- Let him know who his daddy is.

- OK.

[gasping] Here. Take this.

Uh-huh. You seen it the whole time,

didn't you, Bishop?

I knew it. I knew it...

Train, I'm gonna take this kid,

and I'm gonna come back for you.

I'm gonna come right back for you.

All right. I'll be right here.

[in Italian] Liberty!

I'm gonna come

right back for you.

Damn!

[man, in German] Forward!

Train.

[Hector] Bishop!

Bishop! Bishop!

[exhales]

[yelling in German]

[man] Move, move, move.

Lock down the village. Move!

Clear the buildings!

Come on, kill the Blacks!

Those pigs. This way.

Over there.

[in Italian] Go! Go! Go! Go!

- Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

- [gunfire]

[man, in German] Move. Move.

[yelling in German]

- [in Italian] Go! Go! Go!

- Run! Run!

Stamps!

Stamps!

Stamps!

- [gun fires]

- [screams]

Get down!

[in Italian] We are Fascists!

- Fascists!

- [gun fires]

[screaming]

- [gun firing]

- [man screaming]

Stamps!

[in Italian] Angelo.

Angelo.

You're not dead anymore.

Open your eyes.

Angelo.

Arturo, where am I?

It's not important.

We have to go.

Am I going to Heaven?

No, you're going home.

Where's my home?

Angelo, I'll show you.

Who's there?

Your Papa. Remember him?

What about my friend...

the Chocolate Giant?

You have to remember him,

me,

all of this.

This was our time to be children.

[in Italian] Come here.

[in German] Prepare to die.

This is over.

Gather the wounded...

and bury our dead.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Defend yourself.

- Medic! We need you right now!

- Right here.

Guys, we need a hand.

Stand by. Lift!

[man] Easy, y'all. Real easy.

It's gonna be OK, Hector. You're going

back home to New York, man.

[man 2] Reconnaissance photos

were accurate.

General Almond wouldn't listen.

Go get those dog tags.

[man 3] Yes, sir.

[man 2] I need a full report,

on the double.

- [man 3] "Stamps, Aubrey."

- [man 4] Got it.

- [man 3] "Cummings, Bishop."

- [man 4] Check.

- [man 3] "Train, Samuel."

- [man 4] Got it.

Well done, corporal.

You earned yourself a Purple Heart.

- Get this man to the aid station.

- Yes, sir!

Detail.

[Tim] Come on, Mr. Negron.

You're clean as a board of health.

You got no kids, no debts. No enemies.

Four years in the service. Purple Heart.

Why stick a German Luger in a guy's

chest three months short of retirement?

You're looking at 25 to life, pal.

[woman] State v. Hector Negron.

Case 14, dockets 79A and 34B.

Judge Trinkoff presiding. All rise.

Peter Hammond, District Attorney,

representing People, State of New York.

Michael Decker, legal aid for defense.

It's Zana Wilder.

Michael, let me handle this.

Legal aid will be withdrawing. Miss

Wilder will be counsel for defense.

Say nothing, do nothing.

Your Honor, we ask

that bail be set at two million.

Defendant murdered a man in cold blood.

Also, he was in possession of a famous

missing artifact stolen from Italy.

The old stolen statue head case.

Whatever happened with that?

The victim is dead, Your Honor.

Rudolph Tringali, from St. Anna di...

something or other, in Italy.

Immigrant textile worker,

lived in the Bronx.

Not him. The statue head.

[Hammond] Oh, that was returned

to Florence, Italy, Your Honor.

Proposed bail at two million.

Defense?

Defendant will post cash bail.

- Miss Wilder, approach the bench.

- Yes, Your Honor.

What are you doing here?

Exxon buying the U.S. Postal Service?

It's a Christmas pro bono case.

Picked it out of a hat.

My ass. I smell a rat.

If you expect to get appointed

to the appellate court next year,

I suggest you cover your nose.

Bail set at two million. Next case.

- Can I ask you a question, miss?

- Anything you wish, Mr. Negron.

- Who are you?

- A friend of a friend.

- Jennifer, let's go.

- Right behind you.

- Thank you.

- Mm-hm.

Mr. Negron. Mr. Negron,

who's the Sleeping Man?

Who is he? Mr. Negron?

Who's the Sleeping Man?

- Where are we?

- Rose Island, Nassau, Bahamas.

- You have a friend who wants to meet.

- No.

- All my true friends are dead.

- Not this one.

Your friend has learned

there is no control in life.

Wherever you go, wherever

you hide, there's risk.

Your friend understood,

turned knowledge into invention:

Seat belts, safety devices and so forth.

And your friend made a fortune.

People pay for control,

even if they have none.

Safety is the greatest risk of all,

'cause safety leaves

no room for miracles.

And miracles are the only

sure thing in life.

Mister, you talk crazy.

Now, I don't want a miracle.

I just wanna join my wife,

Lourdes, in the glory of heaven.

Is that too much to ask for?

I was the only one left.

I'm the only one left who knows.

- I'm the last.

- You're not the last.

There was a little boy.

- It is I.

- Angelo?

Angelo!

Angelo.

Angelo.

Angelo.

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# He's got the whole world #

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