Miracle at St. Anna Page #6

You like chocolate?

[giggles]

Yeah.

How'd I get up here?

The only place where

the Germans would not be

is through the mountain

in Pietrasanta, Lucca.

It's here. See?

And that's where I think you

gonna find your people.

- Here you go, Hector.

- Thanks, Train.

Boy!

[speaking Italian]

How do you know?

Is that true?

Yeah, I know.

[in Italian]

Who are you talking to?

- To Arturo.

- Arturo?

Who's Arturo?

My friend.

And where is he?

Over there, do you see?

He's shy in front of other people.

Hey.

Arturo, what do you think?

Shall we help him?

[man on radio]

Three-seventy to Stamps.

[in Italian] We did it.

Three-seventy to Stamps.

Three-seventy to Stamps. Over.

Three-seventy, this is Negron,

George Company, over.

Got him, sir. I got the lost squad.

Get up.

- Stamps, you need to get in here!

- Hallelujah.

I think the kid fixed the radio, man.

- Who am I speaking with?

- Staff Sergeant Stamps.

Staff Sergeant Stamps.

Send position, over.

West of Borgo a Mozzano. We can see

the Mountain of the Sleeping Man.

The Mount... The what?

Where's that in relation to here?

West of the Serchio River someplace.

Over.

Don't know how you got there,

we gonna make the most of it.

- Seen any German sons of b*tches?

- Have I seen any Krauts?

No, motherf***er, just Cab

Calloway and his orchestra.

Shh!

Negative. But we think we're surrounded.

Good. We want you to capture

a Nazi bastard. That's important.

[Nokes] We need to extract ASAP. Over.

Just get the Jerry and hold tight. That

is a direct order from General Almond.

- [Stamps] Hold tight with what? Over!

- I just gave you an order.

Now, you get that Jerry.

I will radio you

tomorrow at 0400.

And don't get yourself

shot up. Out.

Fine. Bishop, follow me.

Oh, man.

This is a joke.

First, your ace-boon-coon

giant goes off the deep end,

now this God-and-country redneck

wants me to fetch a prisoner.

- Something's cookin' around here.

- Thought you liked Nokes.

- Who said I liked him?

- I seen you shinin' up to him.

I ain't runnin' around

with sleeves cuffing poker cards

don't mean I like Nokes.

Besides, he ain't the worst.

The man left us high

and dry at the Serchio.

Hear you tell it, you told the man

three times to fire that 105,

- and he didn't.

- He ain't the first white man

don't trust colored folks' word.

The knife cuts both ways, Bishop.

Nokes reports to Driscoll.

Driscoll's fair.

Sh*t, nigga, is you crazy? The only

reason white folks is thinkin' now

about bein' fair in this Army

is Krauts is cuttin' their toenails

too short and they runnin'

outta whites to die.

Don't matter.

They said we couldn't fight.

Had us float balloons, work as

quartermasters, cook and clean.

The 92nd proved we can fight.

This is our country, too.

We helped build it from the ground up.

I'm here for my children

and future grandchildren,

Bishop! This is about progress!

Nigga, please. Prog...

You know what?

Staff Sergeant,

you remember this progress?

Mm-hm.

- Tellin' you. Lena Horne.

- And Satchel Paige?

Satchel Paige owe me $20.

- You know 'em both?

- In and out.

We only got an hour before

we gotta be back for maneuvers.

Colonel Driscoll coming to

watch, too. Bishop, you hear me?

I ain't studyin' Driscoll.

[indistinct chatter]

Contest winner right there.

- Afternoon, fellas.

- Howdy.

See we got some

Krauts up in here.

[in German] Soon we'll be

going back home.

Nobody believes that.

He just wants to visit

his girlfriend.

- Yep.

- What do you boys want?

No problem. We looking

for some good old ice slops.

Go around back.

I'll get you some.

Train.

They went 'round back, too?

Nigra, who I serve

is my damn business.

Hitler's goose-steppers

you feeding.

Want me to eat out a trough

in the backyard like I'm some pig?

You want me to

shoot you in the head?

Calm down!

Put the goddamn gun down, Herb!

- We're all Americans here.

- Whose side you on? Theirs or ours?

- Respect the uniform.

- I'll tell you what, all right?

- I'll pay for the damn ice slops.

- Whose side are you on?

- You want this whole shop off-limits?

- Wish you'd try.

We got the ice cream, guys.

Suggest you boys find your way

back to base. You understand me?

Get these Jerrys out quick.

Move, goddamn it, move!

Get on your goddamn feet!

Schnell, goddamn it, schnell!

- I don't have all goddamn day!

- I don't have time for this sh*t.

Goddamn it!

Pick up your goddamn feet!

Didn't your Fuhrer teach

you how to march, boys? Move it!

What y'all n*ggers waiting on?

Y'all deaf nigras? Go on.

It's time for you to go.

Wanna get strung up? Go on!

It's whites only in here. You tell

your friends they're not welcome here.

You spread the news.

You big baboon! Go on, git!

Git!

- Stamps, what happened?

- [Herb] Lucky this time.

Bishop? Where the ice slops?

There's a lesson for you, son.

That's how you treat these animals.

Mm-hm.

[guns cocking]

Between the nigra in uniform and free

yellow-bellied Japs running around,

country's gone to

hell in a handbasket.

- Put 'em down.

- Oh, sh*t.

Good afternoon. Look, you

cock-a-doodle-doo Bumfuck, Louisiana

motherf***er, I want my five

ice slops with a cherry on top.

Right there where you

served them Jerrys at.

- Sure.

- Wash your hands 'fore you serve

since you was likely yanking

those Krauts' c*cks all morning.

Please, I got my wife and my son

here. Please, just take it easy.

We'll do whatever you like.

- [woman] It's OK.

- Stamps.

I changed my mind.

Make it to go.

I wouldn't get caught dead

eatin' in a shithole like this.

Vera? We got some paper cups

for these gentlemen?

- Come on, cracker.

- [Vera] Just a second.

- Hurry up.

- [Herb] How many are ya?

- [Stamps] Five.

- [Herb] Five on the house.

[Bishop] Come on, boy, git!

- [Herb] Cherries as well?

- [Bishop] I said cherries!

- [Herb] Cherries it is.

- [Bishop] Hurry up.

[Herb] Get the top

off of that for me.

- [Bishop] Now, come on, boy.

- [Herb] As fast as I can here.

[Train] OK, boy. We got to

figure out a way to talk.

I got a cousin back home, can't

talk. So what he do is tap.

So what we'll do is tap. OK?

OK. Now, follow me.

One tap means "yes."

Two taps means "no."

Three taps means...

[groans] "try."

Four taps means...

...you sleepy.

Five taps means...

...you got to

take your medicine.

Six tap, this one

is real important, boy...

Boom! Boom!

[makes explosion sounds]

It's danger. It's bad.

It's trouble.

- OK. One.

- Si.

- Two tap?

- No.

- Three tap?

- [speaks Italian]

I don't quite understand, boy,

but I think you got it.

- Four tap.

- [mimics snoring]

Ooh! Five tap.

OK, boy, it's only one more

left. You ready?

Six tap.

[makes gun noises]

Boom! Boom!

- [music playing]

- [people laughing]

[in Italian] Good. Good.

- You want to learn italiano?

- I'm trying.

[chattering in Italian]

- Renata, are you married?

- Yes.

His name is Vittorio.

Soldier like you.

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