Miracle at St. Anna Page #9

[in Italian] They...

killed so many,

that they ran out of ammunition.

[crying stops]

[Peppi] They burnt so many...

[Paselli] they ran out of fuel.

[in Italian] What has happened here...

everything that's happened...

is your fault.

You promised to bring The Butterfly.

- He told me he would be here.

- No. No. I don't care!

- I know these people.

- You will pay for this!

They have nothing to do with it.

[Bergmann] Rodolfo, we had a deal.

[Rodolfo] No, I kept my deal.

I brought him here.

[Bergmann] But you promised me,

my dear Rodolfo.

You Italians don't know

how to keep a deal.

[Rodolfo] I betrayed my people.

I'll burn in Hell because of you.

[Bergmann] You worthless Italians.

You will pay for this!

All of you Italians will pay for this!

Mama!

Mama!

Mama!

[Hans] Arturo! Arturo!

No!

No! Stop! Stop!

Run! Run!

Run!

Run!

Child murderer!

[in German] Bloody traitor!

Come on!

Move!

Move! Move! Move!

Bring him back!

Go!

[Bergmann] Finish him!

Kill him!

[man] Move, move.

We can't go back without him.

[man 2] Where's that swine?

[man 3] Over there.

[Peppi, in Italian] Even if

I live a hundred years...

I've been dead from that day on.

Peppi.

You need a lot more courage

to live than to die.

But listen to me.

You have to accept the truth.

Someone betrayed you.

And you have to find the traitor.

Only thing I know...

The Germans were wrong

to provoke The Sleeping Man.

Because, you'll see...

In the end,

he'll protect us.

He'll protect his land.

[in Spanish] I'm done.

I sh*t on Hitler's mother.

If I were in San Juan,

I'd eat a good plate of rice and beans.

And a sweetie pie for dessert.

[muffled screams]

Who is he?

[speaking German]

I'll meet that swine...

in Hell.

I don't understand.

No, no, no. Come on.

[speaking Italian] Where's the German?

The Americans took him

and they kicked me out. I told you so.

We have to get out of here right away.

It's full of Germans making their way

down The Sleeping Man.

The Germans have lost, everyone knows.

What are you talking about?

He who made the mistake must pay.

Rodolfo...

Ludovico's not the traitor anyway.

We'll find him. Trust me.

[laughs]

Do you remember the time...

when Marco spent the week

staring at the Mountain...

convinced that

The Sleeping Man would awaken?

And how my mother yelled at him!

Of course I remember.

Sleep. Sleep.

Marco's dead.

I killed him.

In a firefight with

his Fascist comrades.

He would've done the same to me!

Because we're Partisans.

There's nothing left to see here.

Peppi...

Listen, if someone commits a sin...

a big sin...

and then he repents...

and confesses.

do you think he'll go to Hell?

I don't know. I'm not a Priest.

What have you become?

I don't recognize you anymore.

You are here rationalizing.

Always talking about my dead brother.

What do you want from me?

Do you want to know

who betrayed you at St. Anna?

We should have kept the German

instead of giving him to the Americans.

Maybe we'd have discovered

that he can speak Italian.

Maybe he would have spoke of you.

We've known each other a lifetime,

and you think it was me?

This is war, Peppi.

And in war people suffer; people die!

So, do you think the people at St. Anna

had to die because this is war?

I didn't say that!

I trusted you.

It was you that I had

to meet to get supplies.

It was you who suggested

St. Anna was a safe place.

What did you want to do?

Did you want revenge

because I killed your brother?

For the last time...

You should've told me,

then I would have let them only kill me.

Stop talking about my dead brother.

You killed him!

Hundreds of innocent people.

You sent me to Hell...

[in Italian] Bastard!

Bastard!

Stamps!

Stamps!

- We got problems.

- Where you been?

Where's the Jerry?

That son of a b*tch

Rodolfo slit his throat.

Then he killed Peppi.

- What happened to your neck?

- He tried to kill me.

- He was no good.

- Roll before the heavy mail comes.

Go get a bandage. Go get your radio.

Bishop! Where's your weapon?

I'm here.

- Where's Siegfried?

- The Italian killed him.

No sh*t?

Nokes still comin', ain't he?

Get your gear, get to

Old Man Loody's house on the double.

Hadn't sent that doofus over,

we wouldn't be here.

I ain't send that dense

nigga no place. Bullshit.

What you done is worse.

Beat the man out of the 1,400 chips.

That tight p*ssy was on its own

so long it needed to be adopted.

Talk!

I'll kill you!

I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

I'll make you swallow that gold tooth!

- Hey! Get off him!

- What?

I said get off! Nokes is here!

- Nokes is here!

- Get off me!

Kill yourselves on your own time.

Hey, boys. Which one of you's Stamps?

- Sir.

- Did ya get that goddamn Kraut f***er?

- Captain...

- I don't wanna hear sh*t other than

how the f*** you ended up miles on

the wrong side of this goddamn valley.

Kraut's around the corner there.

Birdsong, find out what his problem is

while I go get the goose-stepper.

Stamps, you got two minutes

to get your balls out of a sling.

- Get rid of that kid.

- I've been trying to, sir.

But I guess he don't wanna let me go.

He's a nice little fella.

- Ain't he cute?

- I said get rid of him.

I don't know what to do with him, sir.

I ain't gonna leave him.

So I figure to take him along.

He don't talk much, but he do tap.

See here? Watch this here.

- I do this, and then...

- What the f*** is wrong with you?

Spent two days risking

our asses gettin' here for you.

It's good men, white men in this man's

army holding back that attack,

and you gonna talk to me

about some damn dago wop kid?

- I feel sorry for him, sir.

- You feel sorry for him?

OK.

OK, button up, get in the Jeep,

and let's get the f*** out of here.

Ain't no cause for that kind of talk

in front of no child, sir.

You ain't got to make him cry now, sir.

- No.

- Cool it, Diesel.

Nobody gonna talk to my boy like that.

Cussin' and thumpin' and yellin'

and carryin' on. Spittin'.

- Easy, big fella.

- He's a child, sir.

Sir. Sir. Train got a mind of his own.

It was my idea to bring the kid.

We got him down at the Serchio River.

The fact is the kid won't leave us.

I told Train to take him.

Mm-hm.

You handle your men.

Move.

- Captain Nokes got a filthy mouth.

- Come here.

- Renata.

- Come here! Train.

Give the kid to Loosey-Goosey.

She'll do a fine job.

- She ain't his mama.

- I know, but you gotta give him up.

She don't know him good as I do. I got a

granny back home who'll raise him right.

- Train, give him to me. Please.

- Sarge.

[in Italian] Come here. Come to me.

- He don't wanna go.

- [Renata] Come to me, please.

This some kind of f***in' minstrel show?

Move! Get out of my goddamn way!

Get out of my goddamn way! Move!

This Kraut f***er's dead!

From the crew cut down.

How did he get that way?

I guess somebody killed him, sir.

I can see that, Staff Sergeant Stamps.

But how did he get killed?

- Didn't you put a man on him?

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