Time of the Wolf Page #3

Mom did swap her jewellery...

... Koslowski has some good contacts in the village. He got me the ointment too.

Eva!

There.

Give me some water, please. Please.

Koslowski isn't giving us enough. We are six persons.

My husband, my sister and me can work.

We work harder than others and my child is sick.

I implore you.

Please. We don't have anything to swap.

We only have what we are wearing.

You have to argue with him.

- No.

He doesn't give us any. Me has no mercy.

I implore you! I do anything you want. Do with me what you want.

Please stop. Don't cause trouble.

We can help you out, can't we?

Can't we discuss that later?

- No. Not later!

No!

Later, there will only be two glasses per person.

Please, give me some water!

I implore you! Otherwise you can beat me to death right here.

How much are ten litres?

A rich man? What do you have?

We don't have much. We are waiting for the train.

Don't you say!

I beg you! Don't go.

What would you give in exchange for a bike?

I don't really need a bike.

A watch?

Nice. You should have given that one up sooner.

Thanks. No more for you.

We have other customers to serve. Bye.

Dear Dad,

Now, that I have found a pen and paper...

I must write you.

So much is happening, and there is no one whom it could talk with.

I don't know, if you can see or hear or read this...

or if you are able to sense anything at all.

But I so much want to believe you can.

My dearest dad,

It's so hard, to put all this into words...

when there is no one to talk to...

it feels like I am suffocation on all this.

You might ask, why I don't talk to Benny or mom?

But I can't. You would know about it, if you were here.

I have to think about every word I say to mom,

because otherwise she will suffer breakdown.

Her hands are constantly shaking and I can't help her.

I don't think, that Benny could understand, what you can, dad.

An then there is this boy...

...I could talk to him.

But he acts so proud, and

as if he cares for nothing at all.

Even if I know that's not the case.

It must seem very confusing to you.

But that's the main reason I write all this down.

I hope it makes more sense in writing.

I want to tell you one thing after another,

so you can understand the life we are leading.

We get up early every morning.

Simply, because someone gets up early,

and wakes all the others.

We work every day...

Arina! The boy is dying!

Where do you come from?

- Aren't you one of us?

Look out, dammit!

Put the canisters below the roof? Look out.

Behind the building there is a pool with rainwater...

...you can wash up with it, if you feel like it.

Hey! Excuse me. Those are our things.

What?

- This is our spot.

So what?

- Let's go outside.

Move somewhere else!

- What does this make your spot?

Because the horses drink too much, we will slaughter three of them.

There will be fresh meat for all of us.

Excuse me.

- Yes?

I wanted to ask, what you are doing here?

- Are you not one of our group?

We are waiting for the train.

- What train?

What are you doing here? Where do you want to go?

- Away, of course.

Excuse me.

The water was expensive. You can't simply take it.

I did understand that. So?

- What's going on?

Nothing. He is all fired up, because we take some of his water.

Are you the one who is responsible?

- Everyone here is responsible.

Suddenly it gets a little crowded.

Is he all mad again?

- Yes.

But is right.

How is your young friend?

Did you see him again?

- Yes.

We should light another fire, if a train should come.

Otherwise the train will simply run by.

That would be really bad.

If we started another fire,

maybe the train brakes and stops.

Give it to me. Now look.

What's going on? What's going on?

Mh, tastes good.

Let's see how that razor-blade tastes.

Here. Give it a try.

Yes. You! Come on!

Come on! Eat it! Don't be a sissy.

Hey. You don't even swallow!

Don't be a sissy!

You have to careful.

Otherwise you cut yourself.

Hey, come on...

I told you to get rid of the bike.

Otherwise people will hurt themselves.

It has to go.

It's nothing.

Please. Some Milk.

Please?

What? Am I daydreaming?

What do we have here?

It's the Pollack from the village. Boy are we glad to see you.

The bastard that worked at Francois'.

And suddenly Francois was dead.

Just like that. And the Pollacks were gone.

Didn't think we would meet again so soon, eh?

You will look at me, when I'm talking to you, Pollack.

Wait. Leave them.

Pig!

Bastard!

Take this.

- Thank you.

Mom.

What are you doing here?

- Leave me alone.

With all these people, there will be something left over for me.

That's why I'm here.

What's with the goats? What do they get to drink?

Water, I guess.

No. You can't do that.

There are little children with the group!

The milk is for them. That's why they feed the goats.

If you...

Hey, wake up.

Mom!

I swear! I never saw that woman before.

No! Liar! That's a lie!

Ask the children. They don't lie

I say it again! It's untrue!

Ask my wife! We have never been in this area before.

Leave him be!

- You bastard!

Murderer! Pig!

Let go of him!

- You bastard!

Please be reasonable.

Listen. Everyone can see that the woman is not lying.

What can I say? It's absurd!

Everybody could accuse everyone.

What's going on?

- The woman says that the he shot her husband.

Where did that take place?

- It's not true!

What's going on?

She says it has happened in their cottage.

When?

Some days ago.

On Sunday.

The 17th.

Impossible! We still were in the city then.

My wife and the boy will state that too.

Do you have proof?

- My husband is dead! He is dead.

You know that is no proof.

- But...

Ask my children. He is dead.

I'm sorry. I can't decide that now.

Please calm down. We will settle that all later.

Put up the tarps. Hurry!

Please come inside. You're getting all wet.

Hurry. Come on.

Benny! Where is Benny?

Ben! Benny!

Ben! Benny!

How would you decide?

You accuse each other. Correct?

Neither of you have proof.

Whom shall I believe?

I am n judge.

My friends and I just try to keep chaos at bay. That's all.

I'm sorry.

Probably one of your "just"?

Anyway, in Pont Monterre,

I have seen one of them with my own eyes.

In the middle of the town square he undressed and leapt into the fire.

Burning like a torch.

I thought I couldn't believe my eyes?

- Don't tell such stories.

I'm serious. They will redeem us.

They are everywhere. Well "everywhere" is probably a bit exaggerated.

Everywhere where there are mad people.

In Pont Monterre. In Vogne.

They say in Arrieux there were several.

They jump in the flames all naked an burn to their deaths.

They sacrifice themselves for us.

So the damned world will be alright again.

I guess they are belong to your "just".

On the other hand... When they are of the "just"...

Everybody that burns in the flames,

is one "just" less.

You said they were 36, didn't you?

So the world can keep on turning.

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