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The Fuhrer orders we obey.

Thank you.

Considered like any fighting match. Oh,
I'm so excited.

I mean it. What branch of the service
are you going in?

I'm not sure yet. I think I'll be in the
anti -aircraft.

You will volunteer?

Of course.

For funeral and fatherless. We too. Pick
the ward and have a man in sight on the

home front. Yes, I guess that's another
reason why we all volunteer for service.

Hooray! I'm fixed for service, girls.

Lucky thing.

You mean you're normal? Yes.

What was your medical life, Celia? I
hope you weren't examined by a man.

Sure. It happens to be the doctor of the
Kaiserberry Clinic, a wonderful guy who

examines every nook and cranny. Oh, no.

When you're naked? How else do you
think? You mean I've got to stand naked

front of a man while he touches me all
over? Nonsense. Don't forget we're in

army now, and it's natural to get
examined in your birthday suit.

The next four, please stand by.

You'll be the last for today.

I will call your names, and you'll come
in one after the other, right? The rest

will come back tomorrow.

I might have known.

You must be tired, Major. Do you want to
stop?

How many girls did we see today, Nurse?

Just a second. I'll check.

I make it 106, Major.

Yes.

How many are still waiting?

Only four. The others are for tomorrow.

I'm due at the clinic soon. Call the
next one in.

Very well, Major. I'll bring them in
right away.

Send in the next girl.

You shouldn't overwork, Major.

Nerd, stop mothering me.

Oh, it's a good thing. Next, please
hurry it up. That's me.

I'll keep my fingers crossed. Me too.

Reporting for examination.

Come closer.

Turn around.

Your name?

Elizabeth Warner. Children?

One. Ascend for the Fuhrer.

Your age?

Nineteen. Member of the German youth
movement.

Are you married?

No. Who is the child's father?

An SS man.

And where is your child?

In the SS nursery school.

Hmm. You're in excellent shape. I
pronounce you fit for service.

Thank you, Major. It's a privilege to
serve with yours.

Yes. The next, please.

Right away, Major.

Only three more in her, and then we'll
be through.

Next girl, hurry up. That's you, Monica.
Here. You move all your clothing.

Yes, Nurse.

Come on, hurry it up.

What's the idea of the chastity belt?

I'm saving it for the Fuhrer. Hurry it
up there.

Hurry up. We haven't got all night. Hi.

Your name?

Your name.

Your name, please.

You can read, can't you? It's
regulations.

You will answer my questions properly.

Look, why are you asking questions when
you've got everything right there? Just

do as you're told.

I'm 25 years old. I'm a typist by
profession, an orphan, no record. My

Monica Clem. Listen, Miss Clem, if you
take that tone, you're merely going to

make yourself a lot of trouble. You will
answer seriously and politely.

It's not for any choice of mine that I'm
examining you. I'm not an army career

man. I'm a doctor, and this is war.

And that demands sacrifices, even from
you.

I'm five months pregnant. You should
have brought a medical certificate.

Right. Unfit for service.

Reason? Pregnant five months.

But, Major... You can go now.

I shall have to tell the authorities.
You'll be hearing from them. Be back.

Hard work is the best cure for slackers.

Which Nazi authors are your favorites?

Do you like our Führer? And...

Why are you in favor of admitting women
into the army? Are you a member of the

Nazi party?

Do you think the Fuhrer can be wrong,
ever?

This one fits for service, but if you
want to listen to my advice, it would be

mistake for you to drive heavy trucks.

I don't mean to reflect on your driving
talent, but it appears to me that you

have no idea of what driving a heavy
truck at the front can really mean.

I don't believe it's a job for a pretty
girl like you.

If you were my own daughter, I would
suggest you try another branch.

With your brains, you could work in
communications.

But your section leader will decide.

You better see her.

Heil Hitler, Major.

How many children would you like to have
for the nation?

Is Dr. Goebbels a hero in your eyes?

What do you expect from love?

My real opinion?

Yes.

Anti -aircraft unit.

That's what I'd like.

You know that it's a very dangerous
work. I will do my duty for Fatherland

Fuhrer. Yes, but there's no hurry. You
should get better first. Come back again

to see me in six months' time.

All right?

In six months.

Heil Hitler!

All right. Bye.

Next girl.

That's all for today.

I must go to the clinic. With a little
luck, I may get a chance of seeing my

family for once.

It's been several days.

Let's hope there won't be an air raid.

We'll continue tomorrow.

Till tomorrow, then.

I'll get the microphone.

Yes, yes. Good night, nurse.

Can I speak to you a second, Dr. Coon?
Of course.

What is it?

I'm the daughter... My father is one of
your colleagues.

Oh, yes? What's his name?

My father is...

Dr. Goldschmidt. Ah, Dr. Goldschmidt.

How is he?

Where is he these days?

Ah, Goldschmidt, huh? I hate my father.
It's his fault that I'm only half Aryan.

I'm as German as anyone else. My mother
is pure Aryan.

My mother and I would go through hell
for the Fuhrer. She got a divorce

immediately when my father went abroad.

I want to serve the fatherland.

Help me. Look, I'm sorry. I don't think
I can help you. And I'm not sure that I

want to.

If you ask me, I'm sure she's a lesbian.

She ate me with her eyes.

Oh, she seemed to like looking at my
tits as well.

Well, I'm not that way.

How do you like that? Another alert, for
God's sake. I'm sick of them.

Another alert.

What are you doing here? I want to
volunteer for service.

But Major Coon is against it.

Maybe you could give me a helping hand.
Tell me.

Yes.

It won't be easy on account of your
origin.

Complete the term.

There.

I must warn you about something.

You're worried about the Gestapo, is
that it? So what will you do?

I'll just carry on, as usual.

The Gestapo is not helping me. Felix,
they'll find something. Are you sure

they'll let you alone?

I'm not important in their eyes.

Father works for the war effort. He's
very conscientious.

Medically speaking, these girls who say
they're unfit for duty really are unfit.

No.

No. You don't know them.

The Gestapo practically make their own
laws.

And Father's service and explanation
don't count.

We haven't finished yet, Greta.

That's what I told those men just now,
but they pushed their way in. They want

to speak to Dr. Kuhn.

Felix.

Father.

Tell them I'll be right there.

Please.

Good evening, gentlemen.

to speak to me.

We're police officers.

Won't you sit down?

No, we want to keep this short.

You sent back communications from the
Berlin security office with the mention

return to center on them.

I have a perfect right to do that.

I suppose you didn't know a complaint
has been lodged against you at the

Ministry of Defense concerning your
medical examinations.

No, I know nothing about it.

And proceedings are going to be taken
against you. Did you know that?

Yes, well, I'll refresh your memory a
little.

You dismissed a number of girls as being
unfit for duty who were absolutely fit

to serve the Fatherland.

Those girls were medically unfit.

You will soon be getting the opportunity
to use your medical talents elsewhere,

Major Coon, on active service.

Together with that assistant of yours.
He's going to the front, too.

I say, like being given extra duty.

That's enough.

If I were you, I'd say I was going to
serve the fatherland and the Fuhrer.

It would be wiser.

Oh, by the way, both your daughters are
going to be called up also.

And believe me, they'll be fit for duty.

I hope I make myself clear.

I'll be there.

He's been so worried recently.

Every time he put one down as unfit for
duty, she went to the Gestapo and

informed them.

Only, what youth was that? We're losing
the war. I know it. Be careful, dear.

The walls have ears.

He's right.

Hello. Hello, girl.

You're with his town hall?

Yes, I'm here to take care of all of
you.

Thank God they're not all as precious as
they are.

We'll find lots of guys at the front.

And if the worst should come to the
worst... Open your legs. The Fuhrer

fighting men. All aboard!

All...

I finally thought of a pretext to leave
my home. There was just one tiny room

with a table and a couple of beds. There
was too many in my place. My

grandmother and then my brothers and my
mother and me. I thought the place was

first. It's another reason why I signed
on.

Well, ladies, do you need anything?

I'm always ready to be of service, you
know.

It's that man again.

He's been doing this journey for months.

He's so worn out he can barely walk.

I bet he thinks he's a real powerhouse.
I wouldn't mind finding out.

If he has anything to offer.

I wouldn't mind at all.

Yes, these days a girl can't pick and
choose them.

Yeah, that's right. So long as we're
aboard this train, the competition will

hot. And especially since when we get to
the front, I guess the boys there will

be able to get it any time.

And you, are you burning to serve the
Fuhrer too?

I mean, I'm a field of battle.

I guess. I'd rather serve the Fuhrer as
a hospital nurse.

You mean you didn't volunteer?

No. My sister and I were drafted because
my father had trouble with him.

He's a doctor of medicine by profession.

He was sent to the front for something
he did.

I see. My parents hit war, too.

That's why they didn't see me off.

Mother in trouble, too?

Not really.

Separate. She's constantly watched.

is Mr. Finger. It's me.

You go ahead and I'll follow you. Only I
hope you didn't much more than sing.

There goes a real lady killer. You think
so?

Most normal girls would go for it.

No.

I have no idea where her head is going.

When I asked the group officer, she said
I couldn't find out.

She is. Just checking.

I keep that.

You think I still need someone to wipe
my butt?

Yes?

What exactly were you doing all this
time? A breath of fresh air doesn't

A lot of good.

But you're filthy. Your cover was good.
I can't a guy look out the window

anymore. Just look at your hand.

I had some trouble pulling down the
window.

I'll walk him.

Look out!

30 new recruits for the special
division.

All right.

Dismissed. You'll be assigned to your
various duties.

Yes,

sir. Thank you.

I

thought

that volunteers were always

sent to Italy.

People of Germany, here is a message
from the Fuhrer's Chief of Staff at Nazi

Party Headquarters.

Men and women of Germany, have you done
your duty in your homes and on the field

of battle?

You mothers of girls, are you performing
your sexual duties?

And the girls who work in the oldest
profession in the world should volunteer

for service, too, since home business is
not existent.

How can we maintain the purity of the
Aryan

race when there aren't enough men to go
around?

I'm a pure Aryan and a blonde, even
though you can't see it.

Always the same pitch about Aryan blood.
My ass is as Aryan as anyone.

Group two to the showers.

Dandiness is next to nastiness.

If

I

go on rubbing your back, I'll really
turn into a lesbian.

in peace with a certain lady?

Oh, God, no.

I've got a proposition.

Let's write a letter to S .F. Commander
Hamlet explaining our situation.

Perhaps he can do something about
getting us to the front line.

What do you think of that?

A letter?

All right, I'm all for it.

Let me tell you, I'll stay the life of
that courtier. And we want to stay

together, right?

You bet.

You? You must be crazy.

Don't worry. I want to talk to you about
something important for both of us.

Won't it keep till tomorrow?

Let me in. I've done things for you
often enough. Now do something for me.

All right.

Come in.

Well, what is it?

We've written a letter.

And who's we?

All the girls in Group A.

And to whom have you written this
letter?

To Himmler, the chief of SS.

Himmler? You must be out of your mind.

So the blackshirts will consider our
case.

You'll let me read it?

No, just make sure it goes through the
proper channels.

Do you mind telling me what's in the
letter?

It just says that we German women have
the right to help our German men.

That's not very clever.

Clever or not, we're applying to get
transferred to the Eastern Front for

special service to the Fuhrer. And we're
sure headquarters will think it's

patriotic, and the soldiers too.

Very well, then.

I'll do it.

How's been your letter?

We... We took care of an answer in a
week.

I'll pray God that none of you comes to
any harm at the front.

And in return, I'm ready to do something
for you.

As you can see, I'm ready to serve my
superior officer.

Come here.

A sound mind and a healthy body
operator, Susie. Remember that. I know

only this peddling's killing me.

Well, just keep it up.

You getting anything?

No, not a thing.

Switch over to band 69.

Switching over now.

I think I can hear.

Nothing but static.

Wait. Huh?

But I know I heard something.

Huh?

Look, this is impossible.

What the hell are the others up to?

Those lousy bastards don't know
communications from shit.

Not you, honey. Just keep petting.

Look, it'd help a lot if you'd wash your
ears out.

Yes, but there wasn't anything before.

Savage in the ears.

Look, why, you hurry over there and see
what that bunch are doing, huh?

Step on it before I give you a flying
start.

Okay. You're the boss.

My God, what an army.

They call themselves uprighters.

What for? I'm an Aryan, aren't I?

I can't get a night pass.

I'm dying.

No, mother.

I wouldn't care if it was the tax man.

Celia Arnold.

That's me.

Lenny Hines. Thank you.

Who's next?

Elke Muller. Hey, you've got one. Oh,
goody.

Ursula von Menzigen.

Who?

Muller?

What is it? You've got a letter.

Excuse me.

Marga Kuhn.

Yes?

Edvig Krier.

Yeah?

Paula Schneiderite. Here I am. Erica
Kaiser.

Present.

Claudia Hines. Me.

Friedel Harmon.

Nothing for me?

Sorry, that's all. Oh, damn.

What? Is that all?

It'd take more than her to bother me.
She walks around with her nose in the

as if she was too good for any of us.

Look, where are your manners?

Don't you have the best to see her in
the way?

Move your ass out of here on the double.
You female peeping tom.

Try doing it yourself sometime.

Maybe it'll help.

Yeah, come on.

Ola? Yes, Narga?

What's wrong?

Well, it's nothing important.

Then tell me about it.

It's not worth talking about.

All right, well, let's take a walk.

Okay.

If you need a proper confessor, I'm the
next best.

I've practically forgotten all this. I
don't like talking about it. You mustn't

keep it inside you.

Wait.

It's the fine weather, I guess. I can
understand it.

Maybe better than you think, Martha.

Hey, look at them.

It's so primitive.

You understand that, too?

Yeah. Only I wouldn't have the courage
to do it.

That's not courage. That's neurology.

Now, please, Ula, let's go. Come on.

No, not yet.

It's part of life.

Oh, look.

Love is a natural need.

That's not love.

I've got a confession to make.

I hope it won't bore you, Mark. Go
ahead. Tell me everything.

You intimidate me a little.

Why?

Because you're so self -possessed, so
different from the others.

I simply got to tell you, I'm not Oliver
Nunsingham. You're not?

My name is Sigrid.

I'm really Oliver's twin sister.

Well, go on.

I have leukemia.

And I'm so full of lust for life that I
came into the army to grab it while I

could. You sacrificed yourself for your
sister?

No, I did it for me.

Say hello.

Yeah? My sister Eva writes that she's in
an anti -aircraft unit. Ah, what does

she say?

Here we're on the alert 24 hours a day.
If I weren't so bushed, I'd have sent

you a package.

The store on the base has plenty of
things, even some genuine stockings and

butter. Oh.

The bunch of girls here are quite
friendly.

Only my boyfriend's somewhere in
Germany, and I'm going sour.

She's a funny way of putting things.

With things the way they are here, I
guess that I may end my days as a

Ma 'am, the gun.

Eva, hurry up.

I can do it, but I can't see him.

Ready?

Coming in 15 -10.

Bye.

While the others are getting hell out
there, you're playing at mama and papa

here. I'll report you for this.

Anybody here?

Well, you might at least answer when I
ask if anybody's in here.

I've been hurt. I can't bend my leg.

I got hit by a piece of shrapnel when I
was on the third slide.

You'd better let me put a bandage on
that.

No.

It's painful.

I can't. They may need to get off my
foot. Well, now, let me take a look.

Oh, don't bother.

I'll rest a little and go out to the
hospital. I think I'd better, Mrs.

Farmer. No, don't. There's nothing you
can do.

You'd be surprised what I can do. No!

Heavy blow and my body hurts me.

Heil Hitler. Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Oh, it's you.

What are you whispering about?

You've been in effect.

Well, we've been getting the shit bombed
out of us. And what's more, you're in

my bunk, so get out.

I can't walk. I've been wounded.

Oh, you little darling. But I was in my
business. Well, shut up. There's no use

in yelling.

Anyhow, you might get the Iron Cross and
the Fuhrer.

Have you all gone insane?

72 battery.

One of my gun -serving crew, Eva Kuhn,
deserted her unit tonight.

Favorite of you, I suppose, that the
war's one big long adventure.

Don't misunderstand me. I mean that it
must give you opportunities.

Yes, in a way.

Especially the opportunity to get
killed.

Oh, now I've offended you. What I really
mean is it's easier for a man than a

woman. You think so? Of course. A famous
fighter pilot and a famous squadron.

You can do as you choose.

Maybe there's some truth in that. You're
making fun of me.

I'm sorry.

It's ironic. You see, I don't want to
die before I've discovered what living

Do you understand?

That's almost a confession.

It's the nicest confession I've ever
heard, Miss Van Lensingen.

Call me Ula. I'd like that.

We should get a rosebud while we may.

What's so mysterious about you? Is
there? I think I know what. Do you? I

You're a strange person.

I can't figure you out.

He's down there. The two are watching a
stripper in a nightclub.

I'm appreciating it.

Why are you laughing?

Am I so funny?

It's fun looking at your charming
freckles.

Yes. I'm not so much to look at, but at
least they add to my personality.

Now I'm going to throw myself in and die
of a broken heart.

Come on.

I'm not the hero you think I am when it
comes to cold water.

Come on.

What makes you think I can swim?

Banzai.

You

did

it for me.

All they can think of is putting me to
work washing dishes.

Well, that way you eat at least. Hey, I
can see something you can't see. Yes,

what can you see? Men.

Leave the dishes in the sink.

Oh, I'd like it.

Third thing.

What do you say?

Same as you.

Hey, we're as good as a whole company.

The more the merrier. Come on over and
prove it. All right, but that's where

lake is at 50.

Hey, the water's too cold.

Come over the bridge. Come on, come on.

Come on. Hurry. We're on our way.

Just keep it for me. I'll be right
there.

Over the top, Freddie.

Yes, Colonel.

Yes, that's right, sir.

Yes.

No, 250 miles.

Yes, Major Galwitz, and I'll see about
it.

Yes, sir.

We'll see each other tomorrow at
inspection.

Good night and sleep well.

Thank you.

Number 33, radio communications section.
Ready for inspection, Captain.

Thank you.

We are proud to greet Captain Montoyful,
leader of the fighter squadron, who is

honoring us with his visit.

Communications command, unfortunately,
feels obliged to state the following.

So pay careful attention.

Any further disobedience of the official
regulations is going to receive due

punishment, and all night leave is
canceled unless authorized by a superior

officer.

Promiscuity and anti -German behavior
have grown to such an extent that we now

have cases of venereal disease in our
ranks. It is more than lucky that this

unit is going to move on to another camp
before our service loses more of its

reputation. You ghost. I don't expect
shining virtue from you, but this kind

moral degeneracy is not to be tolerated.

The cow. You are failing in your duty as
true Aryan women, and the Fuhrer

certainly expects a lot more than
undisciplined indecency.

There's nothing to laugh at, you filthy
bunch of degenerate idiots.

I hope you understand what I said.

From now on, you will tread the straight
and narrow path, remembering that you

are the guarantee of the future of the
German Reich.

And above all, just remember that we are
here to assist the German soldiers.

Is something wrong?

Are you mad at me?

What is it?

Mm -mm.

Is it anything I did?

You're as bad as the others.

What do you mean, as bad as the others?
What did I do?

You've been going to bed with man,
Teufel.

Look, Marga, this may sound stupid, but
I really believe that I love

him. We made love last night.

But you've only just met him. But I want
it to happen. I want it so much. I'm

desperate for a man.

There's so little time, Marker.

And today, this morning at assembly, I
saw him there. I knew for certain he was

the man for me.

Just be careful you don't catch a
disease with her.

Captain Manteufel, I suppose she's
boosting your morale.

Can't be far away Gotta

be around here somewhere

You stationed here?

No, not here. It came from detention
camp.

You'd better come with us.

That way we'll be able to check you out.

Don't touch me. Come on.

Well, now, you'll save us time and
energy if you'll tell us who you are and

your unit is, soldier.

I can't tell you that.

Ah, well, that's interesting.

Right.

Your physical state, satisfactory.

But you're away from your unit.

You seem to have forgotten your duty as
a woman to the Fuhrer. Oh, no. You ran

away from the front. No. Leaving your
comrades to fight alone.

No.

Yes.

So have at least the courage to tell the
truth. I want to know what your name is

and why you deserted.

Answer me at once.

No.

No, I can't tell you that.

You were a little tired of serving the
Fuhrer. You were on your way to meet

lover. The usual reasons, right?

I've got a lover.

Ah, I see.

It ought to be quite clear to you that
we have ways of making you admit the

truth, young lady.

You see, by military law, you are a
prisoner, and I will keep you in

There, you can consider your situation.

Your name, your unit, the reason you're
not with your unit. I must have your

answer, or... Lock her in a cell!

No!

Allow me to speak to you in private.

Leave us.

Well? My name is Eva Kuhn.

Anti -aircraft gun crew, Battery F, 810.

That's what I said. She was raped.

Any other details?

The field doctor saw her.

Yes, it was Staff Sergeant Kohler. Staff
Sergeant Kohler?

Yes. Have him sent to military detention
barracks immediately.

That way he'll soon get over his sexual
urges.

Dear Major Schultz, there are many men
like that.

They're running around here in the
hundreds.

It's the war, I suppose. Well, we'll
soon cure him. Yes, and send a detailed

report. Count on me.

Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Groups A and B are having lunch now.

What's going on?

The old goat found itself rammed.

Attention.

The captain has an important
announcement to make.

Heil Hitler!

Heil Hitler!

The chief of the SS has personally
received the message you sent him. I am

authorized to give you the following
answer.

To the women and girls of O .T. Company,
Brunhilde Division 1, Brunswick.

Consequent to their demand for transfer
to the front, the following have been

approved. Karsta Keller. Here.

Elizabeth Kohlscheder.

Here.

Gertrude Beck.

Here.

Erica Bayer. Here. Susie Wehag.

Here. Friedel Tomaszek.

Here.

All the persons designated will stand by
for shipment to the front on the first

transport. Further instructions will
follow.

Heinrich Himmler hopes that all will do
their duty.

Sieg Heil!

Sieg Heil!

It's worth your good luck. Don't say
that. And where did you get that? I met

your coon, sir. We have to evacuate.
Pull away in the hospital.

The company has been wiped out.

Nothing between us and the Russians? No.

They'll use it as a spearhead.

They're advancing toward Lippmannstadt.

Use every man available.

You are in command.

You must stop those tanks.

Good luck.

I'll do my best.

Thank you.

Look at this, gentlemen.

Poor Major Coon. Loses the entire
hospital company and they put him to

out tanks.

Roger. Considerable air activity.

Trying to connect you.

The line's against.

No. Still trying to put you through.

Exchange two.

Yes. I'll put you through to the
commander. One minute. Hold the line.

Yes, Buzz Loan 9. Without the code word,
I can't put you through to Berlin. Yes.

I'm sorry, but that's... I'll put you
through to Walsall right away. Hello?

I'm sorry. Yes. Without the code word.
It's you.

Yes. Is that okay? Can you call me back
later?

Hello?

God, what a mess. Code word.

I've had it. I'm sorry. I've just cut
off the general.

I've got orders, sir.

Yes, I will try again. I'm sorry, Major.
Yes,

I'll give you the general. Yes, is that
Berlin?

Today I've had it.

Me too.

Hey, where's Ola?

She's off duty today.

I wish I were. I'll bet she'll be all
sick next.

To recover from today.

Just think, if everybody was like her,
she's absolutely mad crazy.

In the pig's eye.

Maybe she's really in love.

In love? She's the same as everybody
else. She'll go for anyone that doesn't

wear a skirt.

I was afraid you wouldn't come.

I came as soon as I could. A friend took
over my duties for me.

Really? No.

It's freezing out here. Could we go?

Of course. Come on.

We can go up to my room. It's nice and
cozy.

What if you order this evening? I'll
tell him to mind his own damn business.

The officers are having a party soon.

That way I can present you to my
comrades -in -arms officials.

Make yourself comfortable.

Thanks.

You're right, it is warm and cozy.

Good. It's funny, I feel as if the war
was far away.

That I can't imagine living in
peacetime.

You're a very strange girl.

She has, but one thing for sure, if I
ever get a decent man, I'll tie him to

with hoops of steel. And I know one
thing, Martha.

Your little pal Ula is in the sack
making it while we're wearing our tails

Hello.

Oh, first of all, I thought you were
getting dressed.

I love being naked by the fire.

Lying, dreaming. Are you happy?

I mean, all men have asked me that
except the first. You find that funny? I

don't know. They always want
reassurance. They always ask a woman

doesn't want to tell.

It was good. Go on, admit it. Why ask me
to reveal all of my weaknesses? It's

only masculine pride that makes men ask
us that. Oh, no.

You see, a woman needs to be dominated.

Naturally not by brute force.

Only they're two sides to any question.

I could ask you to conquer me, but
you're no schoolboy, so why should I

teach you?

A man has to be a man.

Thank you.

I'll do my best.

You must take my advice.

Do things your way, not mine. I'll go
get my club.

No, seriously, I like you very much.

It's a pity you'll be leaving soon.
Leaving?

When?

Very soon you'll be going to the front.

The front?

I'm afraid so.

What do you mean you've got some dirty
pictures?

They're not for kids.

Who has it told you about them, anyhow?

That's right, sir. Hold the line. I'll
give you three guesses.

Yes, sir. Go on, show them to me.

Don't be so anxious.

Very well. I'll give you a break.

Anyhow, you'll see. You won't learn
anything new.

Number, please.

Here. Take your fun second hand.

Oh. Cold wood possible?

Yes, I say it's urgent.

No, the office must have an answer.
There seems to be nobody there.

You might show me those pictures.

They might make you strain an ovary.

Oh, she is straining one. Just look at
her.

Hand them over, Claudia.

Hey, girls, do you think they're doing
all this for the Fuhrer and the

fatherland?

Look at that. You practically need a
magnifying glass for that one. Oh, give

Here. Oh, of all the crazy positions you
could get there. You mean you never

tried it that way?

No, how is it? I like it up, down,
front, and back.

These pictures are a boost of warm
morale. Shit, all I do is get horny.

What's going on here? You're supposed to
be answering the phone.

Yes, I'll try to get it. Hello, I'm
Cora. Very well, sir.

Hello,

I'm putting you through now.

One moment, please. Right away.

No free lining ready. Yes, sir. Hello.

Please give the phone right away. Yes,
sir. Right away. The duty officer.

Hello. Hello. May I escort you there?
I'm sorry. I can't make it tonight.

I'm sorry. We have no line free at the
moment. One moment. Very well,

Lieutenant. What are you through?

Excuse me. Would you like to come to the
party?

Come at God's office, please.

Okay, Margaret. Take a rest.

Yes, ma 'am. What are you through? I
need some fresh air.

I still have this. So long.

I can take care of myself.

Yes, but if they find you... They'll
never find me.

Marga, I love you.

Come.

Marga.

Here, I've bought you something to eat.

Alyosha, I can't come here so often now.

You must be more careful about our
meetings.

The news is going around that we're
going to the front.

That's really so.

It's finished.

And we'll be separated forever.

The Germans are losing the war.

I don't know anymore.

What I really want.

Yes, but I know what I want.

I want to be with you, Magda.

Hide your shirt.

Get back.

Margot, you've got to come again before
you leave.

I'll wait for you every night. I'll wait
for you patiently.

No, don't. It's much too dangerous.

Don't take any chances. No.

11th Armored Division knocked out. We've
only got 300 rifles and half a dozen

Tiger tanks. And they're fit for the
scrappy.

And we're stuck with fighting a damn
rearguard action.

Yeah, just a rear guard action. That's
all it is.

Nothing but a rumor.

Who'd have thought we'd end up like
this? Never mind. I wonder why we can't

pull back.

Because we have our orders. In any case,
you'll get a kick in the ass from me if

you don't keep passing the ammunition
when the fight really begins.

Yeah, and why get shot up for nothing?

It's a waste of good soldiers. That's
enough of that.

I used to date her a lot. It's been ten
months since I saw her.

Yeah,

without a minefield, the Russians are
going to make mincemeat of us.

Two machine guns are maybe a little bit
thin for holding off Russian tanks. We'd

better hope and pray they don't realize
how bad it is.

We'll be needing a miracle.

Only we must stop those tanks.

Yeah.

There's some more.

Damn it.

Go take over number two machine gun.
Yes, sir.

We'll never make it. There's more of
them coming.

Come on, fire!

What are you waiting for?

Back into position!

Come back,

you idiot!

Let's go!

What the hell are they doing? Another
troop gone.

Fire! Get out of there, you liquid
makers!

I must be dreaming.

Oh, but you're crazy if you think
they're going away.

for the good news. What good news?

The nomination of Dr.

Goebbels as minister for total war.

If you're scared, take cover.

I'm not. Stop molesting that beautiful
young lady or you'll get my fist in your

face.

I'm both of them who drink a little of
this delicious.

Oh, it's as golden as the hair of a true
Aryan.

Thank you.

For your very good health. And no more.
Here, hold out your glass.

I'm dying of thirst.

Don't serve me too much.

Thank you.

These young officers still have an
unshakable faith in the Bureau.

Yes, it's conditioned reflex.

They're the fertilizer we plow under our
plowshares in order to permit the

expansion of the fatherland.

They look like the real thing.

Taste it and see.

Good -looking fellow. Beautiful girl.

Yes, really lovely. And it's my happy
privilege to have with me the loveliest,

Ursula von Mensingen, a thoroughbred.

We'll leave you to it. My compliments,
then.

I'm not on the diet. Enjoy yourself.
First of all, the girls like a little

then they develop a taste for it. Good
night.

Ever since she found a high rank, she
thinks it's Cleopatra.

Cheers.

She must have hidden talents, because
there's nothing to it. You have no

with you?

No, that's right.

Entirely. At your service. How old
-fashioned you are.

And you are charming.

To your eye.

I attempt to handle the matter?

I'd better do it myself.

You mean you want to receive him in this
room?

Do what you want.

Lieutenant,

I am so pleased to see a new face here.
I bid you welcome on behalf of the

officers and men under my orders. We're
having a party, as you can see. I'd be

delighted if you'd accompany Miss von
Mensig and this lady.

Thank you.

with me, Lieutenant.

There may be something left at the
buffet. If you're tired, we'll find a

spot for you.

the situation around here.

And we're at the front getting ourselves
killed.

Some of the communications girls are
trapped in a town about three miles from

here. Have the Russians advanced that
far yet? Yes, but apparently in small

numbers only. Have any of the women been
captured? They've taken refuge inside

an old church.

You'll want to be a knight in shining
armor and rescue them?

Yes, Major. We three will volunteer to
pull them out of there.

That makes four with me. Don't you
worry, sir.

What do you guys say?

All right, how many of you men will
volunteer to pull out those girls?

Me!

First ask and head for us.

Let's hope that they'll okay our
mission.

Gentlemen, you see the situation.

Sir, I... Where will we get the men? I
have a group of volunteers.

We must make it fast. The Russians are
already in the village, but in small

numbers. By tomorrow, reinforcements
will arrive. We won't have a chance of

rescuing those girls.

Yes, well, you'd better do what you
think fit.

And, of course, be careful.

The war is not over yet, and we need
every man available.

Thank you. We'll do our best.

Gentlemen, a few more like him, and I
guarantee that we'd win the war even

Yes, sir. Yes.

I wonder if he'll give us back our
clothes.

The yard behind.

Once you're inside, get as close as
possible to the reds.

The minute you throw a grenade, we'll
come in. Yes, Major. Good luck.

The Russians are through our lines, and
you're wasting good men.

Precious lives.

We saved the girls.

That's small consolation to me, Major
Coon.

The cost was very heavy.

A noble action, but not a very wise one.

Was there really any point in it? Well,
my conscience is clear. So there are

still idealists alive in this crazy war.

We're nearly at the end of it now,
Major. We've got no hope, sir.

I'm quite sure of it.

Neither you nor I wanted the war.

Excuse me, Colonel. The transport is
waiting outside. I'm coming.

Goodbye then, Colonel. I hope that we'll
meet again one day. I hope so too, my

friend.

I help you in, Colonel. No, thank you. I
cannot do it myself.

I hope the old war horse lives through
our defeat.