The Peach Thief Page #2
- Year:
- 1964
- 84 min
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Let's drop the subject.
- Is it so serious?
- Yes.
You're being a fool.
Have you never been in love?
- Never!
- Never?
Good luck! And watch out!
What are you doing here?
Are you crazy?
What's happened?
Why stare at me like that?
Am I to blame for something?
I'm rather the one to blame.
What's with you?
Don't Mr. Obrenovitch!
Please, go away.
There can be nothing between us.
No, you're not right!
You say this on purpose...
You suffer... I felt it the first time.
This is what brings me here.
It wasn't out of compassion then...
Forget it. Leave me alone.
And don't think of it anymore!
It's useless.
I won't leave. Even if you ask me to.
You aren't happy.
It's absurd to talk about happiness.
You have the right to be.
You have!
You don't love this man.
You have no right!
He's my husband.
Yes, indeed, he's your husband.
It's good you've realized it.
I thought you were different.
You've fooled yourself.
You've fooled me!
Rudeness doesn't fit you.
Now please, go!
I will but you take off that mask
of kindness and suffering.
Someone else might be fooled.
Come on, man it's your turn.
What's going on there?
Sergeant, here comes...
the colonel.
Now we have it coming!
Lieutenant Obrenovitch!
Why didn't you salute?
Regulations say:
"Wherever he may be
a Serb officer is always on service."
Too much drinking?
I was waiting for you, my friend.
- Did you attack?
- No.
So you think like me?
- She thinks like you.
- What?
That there's no use.
Forgive me, my friend.
She deserves...
You don't want to talk?
It's a pity.
Listen then,
I was five, when...
I know!
When you were 5 years old,
your father, Major de Greville,
took you to the cadets.
I know this!
No more of it, please!
No, Iv... No.
When I was five
my grandpa, General de Greville,
sent me to buy him...
Cigarettes...
It was raining like now.
Such a rain...
The streets were real torrents.
And do you know what I did?
I tore up the pack
and dropped the cigarettes
one by one in the water.
They floated far, far away...
Tired... when the whole nation lies
in the trenches.
One can't think of resting.
Perhaps it isn't so hopeless?
The papers say nothing.
Say what?
They just deceive the people
as usual.
You used to believe them.
I'm afraid we'll loose this war too.
Hope it doesn't happen like in Russia.
Do you remember how you said it?
"The mask of kindness and suffering."
I was not myself.
Why?
- They're ugly.
- No, lovely!
Rough and crooked.
It was your fingers I fell in love first.
The special way you spread them
when saying good-bye.
I'm not going yet.
Ivo!
- Why?
- I'm ill...
Your hands are hot.
Might by typhus.
I don't want to live without you.
My love! My treasure!
English, Serbian, Romanian...
And this eagle?
Austrian.
Why an Austrian too?
Buttons don't fight each other.
What's wrong?
My head will simply burst.
- Say again...
- What?
Do you love me? Don't you know?
Tell me!
I love you. For ever! To the end!
Want me to say it again?
No...
- Does it hurt?
- No.
Lisa, we must decide.
We must get away from here.
You're a child, indeed.
Let's run away one night.
Will you? The war will soon be over.
I've waited so long now,
that I can't believe it will end.
He's obedient, isn't he?
Like you.
True, I'm tied too, hands and feet.
You protest?
Soldiers don't protest. Its forbidden.
I won't stand in your way.
No, you misunderstood me.
You are free indeed.
I meant something else.
What?
I've often thought before protesting
one should grasp the truth.
Get rid of the lies
that mislead us constantly.
May be finally people will realize this?
Yes, that happens quickly
despite those that are against.
Who?
Of your husband, for example.
Why are you offended?
It's not that simple.
He suffers too.
Sometimes I feel sorry for him.
Courage, ideals, valor...
It felt good listening to him,
and I believed it.
Then came this chaos.
And you were disappointed?
I thought all was lost.
When you came I learned there
was something else in this world.
That's why I fell in love with you,
naughty Serb!
Lisa!
What're you thinking about?
Who, me? Nothing...
No, your mind was far away.
Why not tell me?
I was thinking of old age.
Of mine?
No... of my own.
Your old age is a long way off.
You've changed so much lately!
Even your gait...
What's bad about it?
No, but why now?
Where have you been?
I went for a stroll.
You're touchy, why?
Leave it.
Try to explain...
What?
This change...
You've estranged yourself.
It's your imagination.
Yes... the way things are
it will soon be over.
Of course, we shan't starve.
We still have time to live happily.
You think I ever lived happily?
What do you mean?
Nothing...
Attention!
Soldiers, go straight to the barracks.
And hand in your weapons.
Women seek shelter indoors!
Go!
Scaring whom? You bloodsucker's S.O.B!
How long will you go on
torturing the people?
Calm down!
The war's not over yet.
We'll end it ourselves.
Down with war!
Brother, don't go!
What are you doing?
Haven't we suffered enough
by so many foreigners?
Heroes, brothers, you've fulfilled y
our duty on the battlefields.
Heroes, brothers, you've fulfilled y
our duty on the battlefields.
Your exploits will go down in History.
These decorations which H.M. has...
Don't want your medals!
We want to know
who's running this country.
Far away, away from the sea there's
my village where my bonnie lives...
Why?
You're incorrigible!
A song, a couple of shots
and you triumph!
It's not the first time mankind
who shape its fate.
And be disappointed once again.
What about the events in Russia?
I'm afraid
they've forgotten 1871.
The Paris Commune.
There can be no game
if each figure isn't in its place.
People might come up with a new
game, with new figures, new rules.
It's possible...
If everybody were in love.
Petio!
Varinov!
Come to your senses!
Luckily it was the wooden leg.
Take him home!
The P.O.W.'s should not leave the camp!
Organize their evacuation to Shoumen.
This very night.
Gentlemen, events took place that -
might be misinterpreted.
The Bulgarian army had to retreat.
I hope you know that.
But keep in mind
that a nation which for 500 years
has been fighting for freedom,
a nation that amazed the world
with its heroism
cannot be defeated!
Farewell, gentlemen!
The Bulgarians have shown great courage.
Gentlemen, it's time!
Don't go, Ives, it's risky!
I'm going anyway.
Good-bye!
- Good bye, captain!
- Good luck!
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