The Midwife Page #2

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every Russkie's name.

Can I trust you'!

I don't know.

I'm getting out of here. Tonight.

You can't tell me that.

I know what happens in the Cowshed.

The Germans will kill me soon.

I know too much.

Well, I don't.

Haven't seen the last ward.

What goes on there?

Promise to leave

the door open for me tonight?

I'll make it look like

it's been broken down.

I beg you.

From my heart,

I wish you hadn't told me.

The foot must come right off.

Hold him still!

Hold him still!

And you keep your mouth shut.

There will

be load of bodies from the Cowshed.

Bag them, report to me.

What do you do there?

Sin.

Masha Petrov.

You said you know

how to bathe a man.

That I do.

Shall I lie on this?

You have such wild eyes -

and you know your herbs.

I need to ask something.

I have nightmares.

What do you mean?

Don't remember properly.

Flashes. Of piles of corpses.

Of death.

I wake up at night and hear it.

Women's laughter, every night.

It's the Russkies.

They play women's laughter

through enormous loudspeakers -

to drive the enemy mad.

Don't go anywhere.

I'll be right back.

That's enough. Take her away.

No! -What?

She's just a little girl,

she's no saboteur!

What the hell?

-She'll be my helper.

Collects mushrooms and lichen.

I need one more hand.

Into the Cowshed.

All women in there! Faster!

Everyone in!

Everyone in! Faster!

We'll prepare the prisoners.

Shave the hair, delousing.

Boil the rags properly.

Pregnant ones into quarantine.

Undress, clothes here.

Undress, clothes here.

Our home, our soul

Our home, our soul...

What's happened?

Where're you going?

To a manhunt.

The Russkie boy got away.

There's a bounty on his head.

And if they catch him?

-He's got no chance.

They'll smell him like a wolverine.

Play with him before the kill.

You mustn't kill him.

-If they bring him to the camp-

he'll dig his own grave.

Then a bullet in the neck.

That's his life now.

I'll come with you. I can help him

if we get him out alive.

I'll get my gear.

Johannes. What are they doing?

-Removing mines. Don't worry.

Listen.

Can you keep the boy alive?

I don't think so.

Down!

Helena!

Helena!

I can breathe here.

You run out of oxygen in the camp.

Have you noticed?

We're in the war now,

but we'll make it.

Don't worry.

Did you have someone

to stroke you in Germany?

Where do we go nova?

We'll look for a shelter.

Return to the camp

when the situation calms down.

Behind that hill is a cabin

near the Arctic Ocean.

We'll be safe there,

try to get radio contact.

Hell, no. I knows this place.

I'm not coming there, no.

Dead Man's Cabin, not good for me.

We'll continue.

We'll stay here. An ordinary cabin.

You learn these things

when men go crazy-

because of you Fritzes

and lock up their women.

I'm not coming in there.

This place is not on any map.

A man's just been killed here.

-Don't fuss.

I know it!

That's the Devil's den!

L already got all the devils I need.

Where's the Bootlegger?

I heard shouting.

Jouni went to look for help.

Don't worry about him.

What's that?

-My medicine.

From Gdel.

A beautiful trunk,

and a beautiful woman.

That's what I found here.

Don't know about the trunk.

Don't know about the woman.

Both are locked.

Why don't you take a picture of me?

-All right.

You think God will see us here.

But he won't.

I am all yours if you want me.

I won't touch you.

You are a good person.

Nothing wrong with you.

You think I'm hot-blooded?

Is my p*ssy the right way?

Just the way it should.

-Let me show you what you are.

Inside me, you will see it.

What am I?

-You are...

A good man, Johannes.

The war has not touched you, Wildeye.

We're at the same camp.

What is it with you?

Always so sad-eyed.

We'll get married.

Get permission from Gdel.

Or Hilter himself.

I'm not going back to that camp.

I can sleep here.

This place is not on any map.

It's just us here.

Just us.

If we ever get separated -

we'll meet again here.

Dead Man's Cabin. Promise?

I promise.

I'll wait for you here even

if I get lead poisoning.

And the Stalin's Organs roar.

Show me your photos.

I won't.

Of your family. Your life.

I have no family of my own.

No.

I want to learn you. I want to -

look through your eyes

and see everything inside.

I wonder what that would be.

Your true soul.

I have eyes that see.

That's why I'm the Wildeye.

I can see. Everything.

Your soul.

Whatever that is.

What nova? -I'll climb the hill, see

if can raise them on the radio.

Report where we are -

so you won't get in trouble.

I don't care.

Forgot the camera case.

Where did you get them?

They're my work.

Why did you do that?

Why did you do that?

I don't care about them.

That's war! But tell me!

BABI YAR - UKRAINE

19.9.1941

Those photos.

They're straight

from my nightmares or-

even worse.

Have you done such things?

Yes, or...

I can't remember.

It was long ago - in Babi Yar.

Gdel killed a lot of people.

Or we killed a lot of people.

I can't remember!

Helena!

- Oh, hell.

Kneel there.

Damn you.

Right.

This one was in a barn,

sheltering from the rain.

Why did you bring him?

-I meant to shoot him.

Then we shook hands.

I'll get money for this one.

He's been hiding

in a potato cellar all week.

We may all be charged for it.

He must be shot.

Write the documents for him.

He's a good boy.

I can't.

Half a dozen men are looking for him.

-I helped him escape.

He's my trustee. You won't shoot him.

-Dammit. We must kill him.

Help me escape.

You are a good person.

Let's go! He's dead!

Thank you. You must go.

We have missed you.

You're the only nurse

in the camp now.

Your new job begins

in the Cowshed tomorrow.

My brother. We've got work for you.

Do you have any medicine?

You should just kill yourself.

Proper music. And theatre.

You miss them here.

Civilization.

She drinks.

A promising beginning.

Devil's piss. Sh*t.

Now, Miss. What happened

and where were you that week?

It was just like

jouni and Johannes said.

We got caught in the raid.

Found a car, drove to the camp.

Really? Did you see the fugitive?

-No.

So hardy.

Like a... What are they...

Dwarf birch.

Johann is not

a completely healthy man.

Nothing wrong with him.

A broken frontal bone.

You know why?

In the Ukraine, at Babi Yar.

Johann and the men were having fun.

Shot young swallows at a sandpit.

Killed thousands.

Tens of thousands.

I tried to stop them.

What did he do?

Broke my skull with a Mauser.

That's not true!

What the hell?

That's the Commandant's chair.

A wooden chair.

Get up! -Why?

Will you shoot me?

Get up.

This chair.

Smells of shite!

A hint of cognac.

You are the most courageous

woman I know.

Who may decide -

who lives and who dies?

The hell I know?

Believe me, I don't know either.

I just follow orders.

That's all

You cut and collect.

Begin with that.

Shut the door.

Turn around!

One by one, to the right!

The Cowshed.

It's no place for humans.

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