Westfront 1918
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- Year:
- 1930
- 75 min
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You're not nice like this!
Scratchy, isn't it?
How about us? - No!
You are all my children.
What's the matter?
Troubles?
Nothing but troubles
with the Prussians!
Karl, show it to him.
Thank you. - No way!
I don't mind.
I'm not that soft. Washing up
is nothing for soldiers.
Hadau, right?
Love me now! - Love...
- What did she say now?
- That you're an idiot.
Idiot?
- That's you?
- She thinks it's a compliment.
This lady is gonna be my bride
for the next half hour.
Watch out! You're spilling all that
coffee, you childish buggers!
Don't mess it up!
Do you want to drink
pure water?
At last some coffee.
For grandpa.
Oh, that's good, it's hot.
Give me some of that
negro-sweat!
Don't cry. Here's your coffee.
- Just in time old friend.
- That's love.
I'm hot for you.
Ouch, she is strong!
Frollein, leave him alone.
These Bavarians are no good.
Well, we'll see.
Let's have a go.
- I'm gonna give it to her.
- Well, do it if you have the guts!
OK. - Let's go.
Behave yourself, Bruno.
Bazi will make it.
I bet six points for Bruno.
Kick him in the ass.
Ouch!
- Grandpa...
- Celler! Get cover!
What's happening out here?
18... 20... 23...
- Pass. - 24... - Me too.
- 27... - Yes. - Pass.
Ouch, that was warm rain,
you rogue. You have a trump.
Bumbum, miss.
Impolite your fellow countryman.
Pas galant.
Oh, my God. This war...
This stupid killing.
I'm going to die for fear.
Don't shake, we're safe here.
No fear. I'm here with you.
With you...
Oh, how kind are you, Monsieur.
Good Sir...
I love you.
Christ, that's some hole.
When he falls on his head,
and can recite the last sentence.
Another one, I go.
There sure is.
Step in, great quarter.
Fire proof guaranteed.
Gentlemen, doesn't cost you
a dime.
Half price for the army
and free for girls!
Get ready for.
Kiss my arse.
So what?
- Hello, somebody here?
- What's the matter?
Here we go again with this
filthy business.
Is this mess starting up again?
Crazy, just when I have
a flush in hand!
Christ!
Don't break your neck,
there's enough time to die in battle.
Where's the student?
Student?
I must be going.
Don't go away...
Stay with me.
Squad leaders report.
I'll be back.
Damn it! The student!
Stop!
First selection line up!
Second selection line up!
Third selection line up!
First squad line up.
Stop!
- Company line up. Ready!
- Thanks.
In sections.
Turn right - March!
- Straight ahead! Order of march!
- Smoking permitted.
Get in that filth, just sleep.
Attack! Open fire.
Wake me up
when the time has come.
Alarm!
Everybody out.
Attack!
- God, what's happening?
- The gas-mask.
Quick, they gonna suffocate
down there.
There won't be many left.
That was a direct hit.
Out.
Hell!
Are you mad?
We don't have enough oxygen
in here.
Support the ceiling,
it's coming down.
Quick!
Hurry up!
Don't give in.
That must have come from
this side.
Damn it!
Our own artillery.
Fire to the front!
What's wrong?
Sh*t!
Messenger, quick!
own position.
Direct hit of the artillery,
observation.
Messenger! Battle orderly over
to the flanking division!
They shoot too short.
Medical orderly.
Can't...
Can't you breathe either?
I'm finished.
Hello? Karl?
Here is water.
Help!
The messenger dog.
Good boy.
Messenger, go!
My God!
I can't take this!
What's the matter?
Lads, are you mad?!
Voluntary messenger go to
the regimental headquarters.
Voluntary messenger!
Are you mad?
Not quite.
I go.
Over to the regimetnal battle HQ.
Children, let's go down
to the dug-outs.
- What's wrong, August?
- Nothing.
Corporal Richter. - Yes?
What's happening with the message?
It's still not ready.
All linemen are away.
There is nothing
we can do, colonel.
General, all the lines to the tunnel
are shot to pieces.
Messenger...
Third Company.
Divisional artillery commander.
My God, major!
They shoot my regiment
to pieces!
The firing-line's too short!
Change.
They have to lengthen the shot.
Got it? - Messenger.
A message from the dug-out.
Silence.
Yes, I put you through to
the colonel.
Captain Wolzon. Yes?
What's wrong with your line?
Now, eat your fill.
Thanks.
- Bezincourt?
- Straight ahead.
They got him.
Oh, monsieur Georges.
Did you have an accident?
Is the student back? - No.
Terrible losses... in one night.
The men?
Repair the tunnels.
How is the morale?
The soldiers on leave are back.
Who's turn is it?
Karl.
Hello, Karl should come!
You know...
I don't like sending people
on leave.
When they are back, they spoil
the spirit out here.
I know they tell them...
they've been starving back home.
Stop! Don't go.
I can't let my comrades win
this war all by themselves.
What disaster, this war!
All people are crazy.
Stay here.
Christ...
Well?
And you?
Is that the fifth?
The field-gerdarme.
That's the fifth, right?
That's where somebody
deserted last week.
They got him tonight.
Okay.
The orderly-room is across
the road.
The guy will be handed over
this afternoon.
Get your guns ready.
Thanks a lot, mate.
All the best.
Are you leaving?
I've got leave to go home!
Lucky man.
Boy!
In Brussels station you can buy
as much sausage as you like
butter and beer.
- And one liter brandy.
I'll get the lot, the gonna be
stunned back home.
a young girl...
Can't wait to have someone
to cuddle again.
in the morning.
You don't know what it means.
You don't have a girl.
Yes, I have. Since last night.
Good evening!
Dear comrades,
let me introduce you
our much beloved...
"Forget-me-not!"
Today I wear my cutest dress.
I just feel like it.
Just take a look
The front side is simply delicate.
And even the posterior side
has something for the audience.
Fanfare! It's May and I am there
and all now shout:
Veronika, yes!
Violets and mignonettes
You have to kneel in front of me
and talk to me of love!
And how aroused you'll be
when I passionately
will look into your blue eyes!
I will be your wife!
No night can ever be so fine
as any day in May.
When he'll see me in
the light of day
no doubt, it will wet
his appetite.
And I blow, lovestruck and harsh,
already in secret the wedding march!
Fanfare! Tara! Chi-boom tara!
And all now shout:
Veronika, yes!
violets and mignonettes
You have to kneel in front of me
and talk to me of love!
You will be my bride!
- Boys, that's quite something...
- Hot stuff?
You know how to live at the Front
you got the hang of it.
Look at that.
Give me fire.
That's some... Christ!
Shut up, you!
Who are you?
Replacement battalion.
You think you're getting a bargain?
That's how it is here.
It's always the same.
So what, that's great.
Just wait...
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