The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest
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Where are the partisans?
Where are the partisans?
Ready!
Aim!
Fire!
Mama.
Bastard.
Coming in on target.
Okay, go.
Chicken Little to Red Dog.
The chickens are in the nest.
Schwalberg, bring him in, alive.
- He's bleeding.
- So he has a cut.
But it's like my mama used to say,
"You pray to the holy saints,
they'll send you what you want."
Maybe he'll say, "No, Aldo."
Maybe he won't want to.
He's gonna have to.
- Come on!
- You sure he isn't dead?
All right?
All right.
I want every farm,
every village in the district
turned inside out.
And you will inform the people that
anyone even suspected of helping this man
will immediately be turned over to the SS.
You don't think your commandant
will object to that, Corporal?
No, sir.
Hermann, Ehrlich. All right.
As soon as it's light, you continue
your search of the woods.
Yes, sir.
Well, Corporal,
what is your expert opinion?
This power pack is strong enough
to carry well over 300 miles.
Interesting.
A pity we didn't have
such equipment in North Africa.
Yes, sir.
What were they going to blow up
with all this dynamite?
The railroad depot, town hall,
SS headquarters,
the Grimaldi tunnel, the Della Norte dam?
He won't be blowing up anything now.
I don't think we should underestimate
a man who parachutes into trees
and can still outrun three able-bodied
soldiers, eh, Schwalberg?
Captain, they will be waiting
for you at the headquarters.
Yes, yes. We mustn't keep the SS
and the General Staff
out of our little guessing game.
You might ask Ehrlich to keep an eye out
for that new shotgun my father sent me.
It seems to have disappeared.
He's been out a long time.
But how can you tell?
He's so big.
Hey, soldier.
He's as cold as ice.
- Then how come he's sweating?
- Maybe he's dead.
What are you thinking
he's dead for all the time?
There, you feel his heart?
I'm going to get a dottore.
You know how many Nazis
are out there looking for him?
For him, not for us.
I didn't go through
all this trouble just to bury him.
Trucks!
Trucks across the river.
- The fire?
- It's out.
- Silvio, let's go.
- How about me? Listen.
See? I know them all.
- You're too young, Carlo.
- Let him come.
He's got to learn sometime. Dino!
You better stay here, in case he wakes up.
Mama.
It is manufactured in the United States
and is designated Composition C.
It can be set off from a distance
with electric wiring and a primer cord,
or with automatic detonators
plugged into the plastic mass.
The detonators, I am told,
have not been found.
The missing man has them, no doubt.
That was our assumption, too, Colonel.
It's obvious they were sent to destroy
a major military installation.
But which one?
The Aircraft Warning Complex at Verranova,
the Grimaldi tunnel, the Della Norte dam?
if I may say so, gentlemen.
Thank you for your opinion, Captain.
But six men or even 12 blowing up
what a charming fantasy.
The obvious target is the Grimaldi tunnel.
I would give orders
that appropriate security measures
- be taken to forestall...
- Colonel.
My apologies to the SS.
If they dynamite the tunnel,
they can tie up traffic for eight hours, 10.
Maybe a day if
they knocked out the ventilators.
And if they blew up the dam?
They'd flood the whole valley.
We couldn't move troops.
We could anticipate the major allied
advance, Captain Von Hecht.
to drive their armies into the sea.
I don't expect them
to be waiting on the beach.
Has Captain Von Hecht
been named Corps Intelligence Officer?
I'm sure the captain only meant to say...
Thank you, General Von Kleber.
There's really no need to defend me.
No, I'm not Corps Intelligence Officer.
I'm a field officer.
But the Della Norte dam is in my district.
Of course, we could stop
guessing about the target
if we had the prisoner to question.
Yes, Captain. I suggest you concentrate
on the search for the missing man.
That will be all.
Friedrich?
Yes, sir.
a panzer division in this push.
posted to his staff.
You've been asking for a transfer
back to the fighting forces.
No, thank you.
Where I am now, suddenly,
there is good hunting.
I'd hate to give that up.
You really are your father's son.
Thank you, General.
How many men can be sure of that?
Carlo.
Remember the signal.
Dottore, you've got to come quick.
It's one of the boys.
The little one, Mario.
You are not lying to me, Aldo.
from the Nazis, don't I?
What, are you asking me if I'm lying?
All right. I'll get my bag.
And the people.
I think so.
You've got the americano.
- I want him.
- You had your chance.
You coming, Dottore?
Or are you going to play more tricks?
Aldo, you are making this war
a private matter.
That's right, and the americano
is my private property.
I could just take him from you.
You've got to find him first.
Scarpi, let me talk to him.
No! I found him and he's mine.
Are you coming or not?
All right, then.
If he dies, he dies.
Where is he?
All right, you win, Comandante.
We'll follow you.
Come on.
Aldo!
Scarpi, the American. The mission.
Cry.
No, no. You've got to cry
when you tell her. Cry.
You call that crying?
She'll be coming out in a minute.
It'll be daylight.
You, you cry.
That's crying?
Carlo, remember when your father
used to hit you sometimes?
That didn't mean
he didn't love you, did it?
That is crying.
Dottore.
Dottore, please, you must come
right away. My mother is dying.
Where is she?
What's the matter with her?
Dottore, please, no time.
She is bleeding. There's blood all over.
I'm sorry. I can't.
I've been on duty
since early yesterday morning.
My brother said she'll die.
It's not far, Dottore.
Only across the road.
Dottore, please.
You said it was close by.
Just across the road.
Just a little further, Dottore.
A little further.
Dottore, please.
I want you to stop crying,
and tell me exactly
what happened and where we are going.
You found a dottore.
My whole family will pray for you.
Exactly where is your family?
This way, Dottore.
Not far, maybe half a mile.
He said it was across the road.
It's my fault. I told him to say it.
We were afraid you wouldn't come.
But it's no more than half a mile.
I swear it by all the saints.
Thank you, Dottore. Thank you.
Dino, Aldo's here.
What are they all doing here?
They live here.
They used to live in Reanoto.
You ever heard of Reanoto?
Sure, she did.
Aldo!
Come on, Aldo.
You better... Where is the...
This is the dottore. How is he?
Not so still anymore.
And once, he opened his eyes.
But that's all.
He's in here.
This man is an enemy soldier.
Can you fix him up?
He's one of the Americans who were
parachuting into the area
last night, isn't he?
I admit he isn't my mother.
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