Oeroeg Page #3
- Year:
- 1993
- 100 min
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Miss...
Help him!
- I am.
I'm no surgeon. I'm a nurse.
I have done what I can.
Can you give him an injection?
We have no more morphine.
R- i-t-a... beau-ti-ful eyes...
What did he say?
He says your eyes are
like the sun, Miss Rita.
Tell me everything.
The name of your
commander, your outpost.
I'll take care of you.
I'm listening!
You don't want to talk?
You want to be a hero?
Will he live?
- I don't know.
Is he a friend of yours?
Yes
Twan is my friend.
Now you think it's your fault?
You shouldn't be here.
You aren't really a soldier.
Goodnight.
Nothing?
Stop this at once!
It's none of your business.
Don't worry. We're
just obeying orders.
He's a prisoner of war.
He's a wog.
driver in an ambush.
Whose side are you on?
Let him go.
You want us to let him go?
At once!
Let go!
Thank you men.
The major won't be happy.
He wanted us to get
the prisoner to talk.
And you order us to kill him.
I hope you hang for this!
I just obeyed your order.
William of Nassau, Dutch
blood in my veins
I trust in my fatherland till death
A prince of Orange
I am free and brave
I have always honoured
the King of Spain
Where does the Rhine enter our
country, boys?
At Lobith, sir!
- Very good! Here.
Look, that's the Rhine.
- No, that's the Mandiri!
Groningen, Hoogezand, Sappemeer,
Zuidbroek, Heiligerlee,
Nieuweschans, Roodeschool...
I'll y over them all later.
Look, Dad. My report.
Take the steps properly, Johan.
One mark of 7.5, Very good!
Very good, Johan.
Urug has a report too.
- I'll sign it too then.
Ten for arithmetic, Urug?!
That's not bad at all!
You can be bookkeeper when Johan
takes over the plantation.
But Urug and I want to be
explorer or pilot.
Blow!
- One, two, three.
Very good...
Come on.
As far as the eye can see,boy...
...it'll all belong to you later.
Beautiful, Urug. Did you
make it yourself?
Congratulations.
There you are.
- Thank you.
Shall I show you. Look.
Hi, Johan!
Your birthday guests, Johan.
But I didn't invite them!
- Be a good host, come on!
Congratulations!
- Happy Birthday.
It's time for him to mix
with ordinary boys...
...and not hang around with Urug.
Have you seen the kampong?
Keep it that way!
This is for you.
Soldiers of Holland.
Don't you wish you were
back home in Purmerend?
With your family, your
wife, your fiancee.
With your girl...
But now you're thousands
of miles from home.
Your government misled you!
You suffered German oppression.
What does your government want?
You have to oppress a people that
wants freedom...
The same freedom you craved
for five years.
You know this radio station
is prohibited!
They play such good music!
- Next time, you'll be charged!
Understood?
And you'll be the first, Deelstra!
Wait a minute.
Twan, be good! I'll
come and see you.
Fried banana!
Can you hear me?
I won't hurt you.
I need your help.
This is personal.
This man is an old friend.
His name is Urug.
He used to live in Kampong
Darsalah...
Is this the right time
to interrogate someone?
Did he tell you anything?
Maybe they can save him.
I don't know.
- Rita...
I had nothing to do with this.
It was an accident, believe me.
Of course.
This is more your
line, Ten Berghe.
Than what, major?
Intelligence work.
You're not very clever, are you?
Col. van Daalen just told me
you sent a confidential report...
...on the prisoner straight to HQ.
That's right.
He said you asked for an inquiry into
maltreatment of the prisoner.
Maybe I can help you.
What do you want?
War is no excuse for lawlessness.
Shall we leave it at that?
We're fighting murderers,
rapists, thugs!
And you talk about justice?
You're a bigger fool than I thought!
Or are you remorseful, because you
almost killed your driver?
Sergeant, may I?
I think you're hiding something
lieutenant.
What do you really want?
Do you want to go home?
Major, this is my home.
Home is where you're loved...
And who loves you here?
Hi Urug! Want to join in?
- Yes
A real ballboy!
Hey, hit it to me too!
Fetch that ball!
Hurry up!
Hey you! You have bananas
in your ears? Quick!
What's the matter
with your servant?
Come here, you!
Good morning ladies. A letter for
Mrs. Rooskens.
Would you like more tea?
Mr. van Blankestein. Here's
your long-awaited letter.
Paskil, tea.
And this was for you.
Johan!
Shouldn't you be at school?
Miss Lida? Is Urug less than us?
What happened?
Urug ran away from Kebon Jati.
Where did he go?
Of course Urug isn't less than us.
Is a crocodile less than an elephant?
A buttery less than a giraffe?
No. They are different.
Urug is your friend.
That's all that counts.
Who's she looking for?
I don't know that lady.
There's Urug. Urug!
Urug, you can't skip school.
Come with me.
What did he say?
- He said:
'I'm no longer at school.
I'm a farmer now. '
Hold this.
It's important that you learn, Urug.
Then you can read and write
and do arithmetic.
Why?
- For the future.
What is 'future'?
- Future is that when you grow up...
...you can do anything you like.
- Anything?
Pilot, admiral, doctor...
- Admiral!
Or be boss of the tea plantation!
- No, I'll be boss of Kebon Jati.
Listen. Johan's father is
going to Europe soon.
Johan will live with me too.
- Great!
What do you think of that?
You never wear that any more.
I'm no muslim.
That tie... no good.
Dad wants me to move back
to Kebon Jati.
That's better.
What about me?
Of course I won't go.
I want to stay here.
I'm a city boy now!
Just like me.
What's his new wife like?
Let's not talk about it.
Perfect.
- Really?
Keep it, it's an old one anyway.
- Thanks.
Hello, I'm Johan.
This is Karin and
this is Annelies.
Hello. Would you like
a cigarette or...?
Good evening.
Damn it! Lida's coming!
The drink, quick!
Hurry!
Give me some money!
But surely they aren't...?
- Just give it, now!
Hurry up and get lost!
Jacket!
Wait, wait!
Going out again?
Yes?!
'Look at the sparkle in my eyes'
'Look at my dimpled chin'
Boys, really!
- 'Don't be so silly!'
'Give us a smile. You look
cross as a spider. '
You both have exams tomorrow!
Urug, you have biology and
Johan has geometry!
'Look at the sparkle in my eyes'
'Look at my dimpled chin'
'Now things are really looking up. '
'Swallow your angry mood and grin!'
I want to buy three.
- No, sir. They're for the hospital.
Oh okay, thanks anyway.
Any news of Twan Mortier?
- Not that I know of.
You're working late.
What are you doing?
- We make juice from it.
No smoking here.
We used to draw faces on them.
When my friend Twan was here...
...there was no morphine.
But that sniper did get
morphine, didn't he?
I... found an ampoule somewhere.
It was in there, I suppose?
How long have you worked
for the TNI?
I'm a nurse!
But on which side?
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