The Silent Mountain Page #2

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you still have two choices.

You either survive, or you die.

If you survive, that's great.

But if you happen to die...

You have two options again.

You'll either end up alone

in a single grave

or in a mass grave.

Let's move! And...

Hurry!

What happens?

Come on.

What can happen?

Savoya! Savoya! Savoya! Savoya!

It's not easy for you,

Gruber, huh?

What do you mean?

Fighting against

your own family.

What is it, teacher?

Are you still having a hard time

because I wouldn't give you

Lisl to be your wife?

Come on.

My daughter needed

a man, a real man.

Men!

Out there, under that rock,

we make camp.

Holy crap.

Look at them.

There are so many.

About 200 or 300

are sitting down there.

Well, it's a hundred times

more men than we have.

Ten.

The alpini are better equipped

and better trained than we are.

When do the Germans join us?

We can't wait for them.

But God is on our side.

All right, then, tell him

to get us some more ammunition.

We can put more fires up.

Hurry!

Come on!

Hurry!

It's about time.

Let's unpack... quick!

Those first few days of the war

were like one big adventure.

We knew our mountain

so much better

than the attacking Italians.

We made the wolch believe

we were big battalions

instead of tiny platoons...

and the Italians retreated.

What's the matter, huh, Gruber?

He misses his old Gruber lady.

That's not funny

at all, you morons.

This war has only just begun.

Come on, give it up.

Let Kofler play that box.

Yeah!

Today, we really showed them.

How long do you think

this war will last?

Don't worry.

You will get

to shoot some wolch.

Someone's coming!

Nobody shoot!

Those aren't alpini!

First lieutenant Sven Kornatz,

Bavarian Jger Battalion One

of the German Mountain Infantry.

Captain Karl Gruber,

Imperial and Royal

Infantry Battalion Sexton.

We were waiting for you.

Hey!

Come on, you lazy bastards!

Everybody pull!

Pull!

Put your backs into it!

Come on, move it!

Brand-new equipment.

We just got it.

Modern times.

They'll see these

all the way to Bruneck.

10,000 watt.

But how?

Generators.

Gruber, is the line still dead?

I want to have a line today.

A telephone?

In the mountains?

We have everything

to win the war.

Ander!

Time to change guards.

Hurry.

Huh?

Ah.

I'm supposed to relieve you.

Good.

So what happens

when you go to war?

Where were we?

Uh, the mass grave.

Mass grave, that's right.

Well, you either end up

on top of the pile

or somewhere underneath.

If you're on top,

well, then good for you.

But if you find

you're underneath,

you'll be left with two choices.

Either you remain

just as you are,

or you become a tree.

If you do stay as you are,

well, good for you.

But if you become a tree,

you've got two choices again

because you either turn

into a leaf tree

or a cone tree of some kind.

If you turn into a leaf tree,

well, then good for you.

But if it's a cone tree

you become,

you'll find yourself

facing two options again.

You either grow and become

a lovely piece of wood,

or you're stunted and you get...

If you grow and turn into

a piece of wood, good for you.

But of course,

if you're cut down,

you'll find there's

still two choices.

You'll find you either

end up in a sawmill

or possibly in a paper mill.

If you find you're in

a saw mill, then good for you.

But if you end up

in a paper mill,

you'll find

you have two choices again.

You'll eventually turn into

either writing paper

or possibly toilet paper.

If you become writing paper,

good for you.

But if you turn

into toilet paper,

you'll end up having

your head in someone's ass.

That's our village.

What are we waiting for?

We have to help them!

They are shelling the hotel.

And what are you guys

gonna do about it?

Sir, if we run down now,

we'll be back by the morning.

You want to be court martial-ed?

We are at war!

Get used to it.

Good night.

The Italians will try

to get up here.

If so, they will try to come

over the east or the south face.

Before we enforce our position

on the plateau,

we have to secure

the south face.

Nonsense.

You can't see this on the map,

but the south face is steep.

No one can make it up there.

You can see a lot

of things on a map

if you read it correctly.

Are you saying

that I can't read maps?

I'm saying that one battalion

is heading

to the south face today!

The teacher, ugh.

What an idiot.

It's coming from over there.

By those rocks.

To the right.

There.

Ibex.

Don't shoot.

Alpini.

Shh.

Come on, Ander,

this is ridiculous.

It's coming from down there.

It's a 100-meter drop.

No one can climb up here,

not even ibex.

Alpini.

Those bastards.

I'll get my men.

Don't.

There's only the three of us.

One is enough.

Fire!

Shoot them, shoot!

Shoot it!

The Italian soldier returned.

He kept running,

and nothing would stop him.

But now, I just couldn't

pull the trigger

as he ran across

the battlefield.

All I could do was wonder why

the wolch carried

this teakettle.

Excusi.

Hey, stop it.

It won't get me out of here.

Apple pie, I made it.

Stop talking,

someone could hear you!

Sorry. Stop!

Pronunciation's really good.

Get back... back in the kitchen.

Come on.

What do you have here?

Looks good.

That's an apple?

Mm-hmm. Yeah?

We will see

if he has temperature.

Lisl!

Go... what are you doing here?

What happened?

Ah, just a little alpini attack.

Who is she?

A kitchen head from Hungary.

How's my father? And Ander?

Here's a letter from him.

Your father doing

all right... Ander too.

And I have orders

to stay down here.

Mother!

Don't waste ammo!

Shoot straight, lads!

Lechner! Keep your tongue in!

Lechner! Come on!

Lechner, can you hear me?

Damn it, Lechner.

Open your eyes, open your eyes!

Lechner, come on, boy.

Stop it, he's gone.

Francesca.

What happened to you?

Your mother

and your sister found me,

and have been helping me.

I thought you wouldn't

recognize me.

You speak so well.

You are a hero.

Everyone says that.

You saved your father's life.

How long have I been here?

Only...

11... 11 days.

Look.

I love you.

I love you too.

Ander?

You feeling better?

You see, I told you.

Your time will come.

Everyone is talking about

how many wolch

you killed out there.

They say you shot one

right in the face.

A real hero.

A present for you.

You have to rest so you can

return to the front soon.

Hm.

Beautiful folk songs.

Come back after the war,

and I'll show you a couple

of other things you'll like.

After the war.

What's the matter?

It's moving.

It could be a boy.

You think so?

Oh... not again.

It'll go on in a second.

I'll go and light a candle.

What's Francesca

doing down there?

I don't know.

Someone will recognize her.

I'll go get her.

Yeah.

Do you want to go

to the military command?

You can choose.

Either me...

or an entire battalion.

Ander!

What are you doing?

The lightning!

Throw away your rifle, Ander,

the lightning!

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