All language subtitles for Pierwszy dzien wolnosci.ENG

The Film Unit "Studio", Warsaw
presents:

THE FIRST DAY OF FREEDOM

Based on a play by:
Leon Kruczkowski

Screenplay by:
Bohdan Czeszko

Cast:

With:

Music by:

Production Supervisor:

Director of Photography:

Directed by:

Attention!

Everybody to the barracks.
At once!

Gentlemen!

I declare a state of emergency
until further notice.

No one to leave the barracks.

Anyone who does will be shot.

Orderly officers too?

No exceptions.

The sentries have orders
to shoot without warning.

That means the Jerries
are running for it!

Silence, the colonel
wants to speak!

Gentlemen,

we're in our sixth year
in the Oflag.

Let's hope it's the last too.
The front must be near.

We must work out
a plan of action.

How about the other barracks?

We'll get in touch with them.

I'll try to contact them, sir.

Turn the lights off.

Will they surrender now,
when the war's on their soil?

Too late now - and they're insane!

Insane animals.

You think the Jerries
will do us in?

Weren't you in the Warsaw Rising?
They did everybody.

Our only hope
is that things have changed.

- Gentlemen!
- The game's up for them.

Gentlemen!

It's no good provoking them.
I'm warning you.

They don't need to be provoked.

They murdered all the Soviet war
prisoners without provocation.

Will you tell me something,
but honestly...??

I'll try.

Tell me the truth, Jan...

...are you a socialist? I mean...

Why are you asking?

Well, if the Red Army came...

...you could help.

Not everybody,
but those who sided with you.

Are you windy?

You know...

Let me sleep.

Jan,

don't you think...

...they may have got it wrong
about Maria being dead?

They may have...

...but the Red Cross informed you...

...so did her family.

They still may have
got it wrong.

So many women
are in a similar situation.

Husbands-war prisoners...

I hope you're right.

I'll see what's going on outside.

The Lieutenant wants to do some
reconnaissance, sir.

On his own responsibility only.

They're running!

Freedom!

Freedom!

Freedom!

Anybody wounded?

It's you, Otto...

So you're staying behind,
doctor?

- And yet!
- Inge too?

Yes.

That's a great responsibility.

You may be taken to account
for this.

Question time's over, Otto.

Some day when you've children
of your own...

I doubt it!

Why didn't you blow
the cretin's brains out?

I'll do my best for you!

Who was that?

Otto.
Asking unnecessary questions.

Don't they understand that
I'm the only doctor around...

...that people know where to find me...

...that I've a sick child...

...and finally that I've
no reason to flee.

Or to stay.

Unless it's for this
lovely collection.

It's part of my home
and my life, Inge.

I wish you and Luzzi had left.
I'd have been less worried.

Your mother
would have blamed me.

Poor Elsa,

perhaps it's better she's dead.

But leaving or staying,

being here or elsewhere
makes no difference.

At least we'll be the first
to know what it's like.

Where's Luzzi?

At the Homers'.

They left us their keys
and asked to use their supplies.

She's probably trying on frocks.

Messing in other people's
wardrobes?

You don't know much about her.

She's a bit frivolous,
that's true.

She's also smart, don't worry.

What's Lorchen doing?

She's asleep.

We're all alone.

Very much so.

Alone but not together, I fear.

Did you hear, Inge?

What, papa?
You're getting nervous.

Let me tell you...

I came only for a moment.

The SS are at the Holzers'.
I'm cooking for them.

I'll be back tomorrow morning,
don't worry about me!

They have wonderful food.
Imagine, sardines...

Hi, Inge, things are moving
at last in this hole.

Bye bye, papa.

What a stubble you've got.

You didn't shave, did you?

You see what I mean?

Yes.

What time is it?

Another air-raid, papa?

You'll sleep downstairs,
Lorchen.

Papa'll give you a sleeping pill.

Don't be afraid.

You must answer if it's our men...

...and if it's not,
they'll get in, anyway.

Food! Drink!

You there... Hitler kaputt!

Drink!

Hitler kaputt!

Give me a cigarette.

The summer's gone
and now the winter's here,

white roses are no longer
in their bloom.

What shall I give you,
dear Jasienko, what?

When you come back
from battle to your girl?

What shall I give you,
dear Jasienko, what?

When you come back
from battle to your girl?

Jasienko � he needs
nothing any more.

Clusters of roses blossom
for him now.

Far in the woods
where he in battle fell,

A rose as white as snow grows
on his grave.

Far in the woods
where he in battle fell,

A rose as white as snow grows
on his grave.

Here's a chemist's!

Let's look in carefully.

We may find some medicine
for Jan.

- Watch out!
- Don't worry, I'm a sapper.

Anybody in?

Open up!

That's no way.

Officers!

Maybe we'll find some medicines.

Gentlemen,

here are ladies.

Christ! A good thing I've
a strong heart.

My dearest darling.

My own.

Forgive her being naked.

Gentlemen!

I can't believe it.

What have you got there?

Spirits.

Going to drink it,
have you lost your mind?

I'm a great believer
in medical science.

It says spirits, doesn't it?

No cross-bones on the label.

The Germans are meticulous.
I'll give it a try.

Kindly wait for the results.

I found lots of drugs!

It smells like heaven.

- We must get quarters.
- Plenty to choose from.

No hurry.

I can still see you, Karol.

OK. You only die once.

Hell, that's strong,
but I see all right.

Play something for the ladies,
Karol. Poor things.

No one's dressing or undressing
them anymore.

Play a waltz with variations.

That'll do. Let's go.

Look here, commander,
your ordering us about is over.

You'll be sorry tomorrow,
Pawel.

Stop fooling.

We must find quarters.

I hate bursting into people's
homes like that.

Don't worry.

The key on the outside,
to save us the trouble.

How thoughtful of them.

Not bad - five rooms.
One per head.

Tired?

Are you running a temperature?

I think so.

Here's something.
Listen to this.

Will anyone who comes
to our home...

...before we return...

...kindly remember that it
represents years of hard work.

H and G Huge.

They have manners,
the Kluges.

But their manners
took them the wrong way.

Will you write an apology?

I'm sick of your gibbering!

A Jerry writes a note,
so Polish gentlemen get soft.

I wish the Kluges were here...

...so that I could kick them out.

Freedom.
The first day of freedom...

...and here I am cooking potatoes...

...dreaming of a stinking bed.

- It's something...
- What?

That you can choose
to cook potatoes or not...

...to sleep in a soft bed or not...

...that you don't have
to do things...

- you can just do them if you want to.
- I can indeed...

...with a dummy.

I'll go and see
how the rest are doing...

...or I'll go for a walk,
or the devil knows what.

I'm coming with you.

I'll go too.

I saw a doorplate with
a doctor's name. I'll find out.

You look bad, Jan.

The air's thick here...

...thick with their shadows...

...snooping on what we do with
"their years of hard work�.

We'll have to stay here
a couple of days...

...before a transport
to Warsaw's organized.

I don't care
if it's a couple of weeks.

I've no one to go back to.

Stop it.

It's all over now.

I brought you a doctor.

I'm doctor Rhode.

Mind the uniform.

Sorry.

May I have some water,
soap and a towel?

Have you some alcohol
by any chance?

Gunshot wound or splinters?

Two sub-machine-gun bullets.

That's better.

May I have a little alcohol now?

We can spare a little.

Thank you.

Lift your arm.

- Did it hurt?
- No.

- And now?
- A little.

No fracture.

I'll give you an injection.

It may give you a shock.
You're in a bad state.

I'm sorry,
but it isn't my fault, is it?

Of course not.

Early to bed and early to rise...

The Kluges were thrifty
and hardworking people.

You can do with a little
luxury now.

I myself was behind
French bars in 1918.

I know how it feels like.

A colleague, one might say.

I'm making no comparisons.

Why did you stay here?

I had several reasons to stay
and none to flee.

For once I disobeyed
the authorities...

...and I was wrong.

Until yesterday
I thought differently.

People who need medical care...

...know where to find me.

Unfortunately it so happened...

that other people came
to my house,

if you can still call them people,
after what they've done.

Whose fault is it
if they're not human?

Whose do you think?

I'm accusing no one.

That's a good one.
He's not accusing!

I didn't mean it like that.

What happened to us
is beyond guilt and punishment.

What happened to my daughter
to be exact.

Have you any aspirin?

Here are some drugs.
I'm not an expert.

What do you want with a drug
for women's trouble?

Were they Poles?

The men who came to your house?

You think Poles couldn't have
done such a thing?

Leave what our colleague needs,
some aspirin for us,

and take the rest of it.

I know what you feel.
I left a daughter at home.

Do you understand now why
I said I was wrong to stay?

There are,

I'm afraid large accounts
to be paid.

Undoubtedly,

but they're paid by those
who didn't run them up,

and who pay
with something priceless.

Thank you.

I'll see you
the day after tomorrow.

Or if you feel better,
you come and see me.

I can't pay you, only thank you.

Don't worry about that.

That must be Karol!

Our colleagues are celebrating
the best they can.

They do it rather inoffensively,
you'll admit.

You must be worrying,
that it may happen again.

I am,

but my daughters and myself
are quite helpless.

How many of them have
you got?

Three. Inge,
the one I told you about,

Luzzi and little Lorchen,
who's been very ill.

Good bye.

Just a minute, doctor!

Don't you think you and your
daughters might be safer here?

You're joking...

and I've been badly hit.

I know I'm quite ridiculous,

but you could spare me
your humor.

I no longer know how to joke.
I'm serious.

Wait a minute.

Make up your mind.

Those men may come back.
Or others like them.

Inge may refuse.

It'll be dark soon.
You haven't much time.

I'll talk to her
and try to persuade her.

You must be raving.

What possessed you?

I've had enough trouble.
I just wanted some peace.

I want to get home safely.

Hell, I've a job of work
to do there!

We were beginning
to do quite nicely.

I know I'm being nasty,

but they're German girls,
damn it.

We have no obligations.

We have no right either.

We swore to be without mercy.

When our women
and children perished,

like my Maria,

they didn't think that
the moment we were free,

we'd take to guarding
German virtue.

Have you ever thought about it?

I have, and I've often
spoken about it.

But you've either forgotten
or you weren't interested.

You did agree with me then,
that revenge is no solution.

It's not revenge. I despise them.

But you'd let others
take it out on them.

We both thought
that restoring people's dignity...

begins with restoring one's own.

To me dignity means
a decent life.

Otherwise it isn't worth a straw.

So the answer's hate?

Snarling from a dog hole?

Is that all the war has taught you?

Perhaps you're right.

Freedom means the right
to choose.

You've chosen and so have I.

You fell as I do,
but you're paralyzed by your fear.

You always exaggerate.

- Wait and see.
- Yes, that's the idea.

The bloody virtuoso!

Want a smoke, Pole?

No, thanks.

Turning up your nose
at our Russian tobacco, eh?

OK, brother.
Dou don't want, it's ok too.

- Thank you.
- Who are you bringing arms for?

Not for you. You can go home.

Hear-trending playing.

Good bye.

Karol!

Karol!

What is it?

Stop this racket,
you're out of tune!

I'm straight from the war,
I've a right to be!

Stop it, you mastodon!
Come down.

- Is Pawel with you?
- He is.

Leave that organ alone.
Go back to your quarters.

We will, in good time.

The Russians have invited us
to a soldiers' repast.

- I'm glad you'll go together.
- Why?

That means four legs.
It'll be easier to return on all fours.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Come in, please.

Here are my girls.

Little Lorchen, Luzzi...

Luzzi's the greatest realist
of us all.

Strange, isn't it?
She's only eighteen.

Already eighteen.

And this is Inge.

I feel as if I were a heavy tank.

I'm Jan,

this is Michael
and that's Hieronim.

I'll remember your names
with gratitude, gentlemen.

How does one speak
to such creatures?

If you have no uncle,
you can call me that.

My uncle was killed
at the front.

Let's hope none of you,
gentlemen did it.

Uncle Hans fell in Belgium
- these gentlemen are Poles.

The �uncle business� was a flop.

I think you'd like to go
to your room, children.

If I understood rightly,
doctor...

...you meant your daughters
to stay here.

How about yourself?

I have to go back.

I'm the only medical man
within miles.

I don't get it.

There's a thing
called a doctor's ethos.

My professors gave me
a strong sense of it,

which I've never lost.

Besides, it would be an insult
to your magnanimous gesture...

if I didn't trust
my children to you.

True.

They're not children, except one.

And he's an old fool.

You're forgetting Pawel
and Karol.

We're in the majority.

This in no camp.
We've got our freedom.

- Time to put it to the test.
- Trash.

You'll want to lay her
just the same.

Who don't you trust?
Me or yourself?

Bloody boy-scout!

Where are you going?

I'll stay the night here
and tomorrow bye bye.

My daughters promised
to be as quiet as possible.

Why? It's true we've lived
for five years...

entirely among men,
but I want you to understand me.

I do, perfectly.

Let's hope
it'll never happen again,

that men won't be torn away
from their work,

from their women and children.

Because children are the only
poetry of our lives.

Enough, papa. Go now.

Otto?

You here?

Where's Inge?

You must go.
It's dangerous here.

I know. Where's Inge?

She's safe.

I must see her.

Impossible. And even if...

Even if what?

Even if it were possible,
I wouldn't have you see her.

Your unit's left.

Why are you here?
Why have you come?

I've no time to waste,
old fool,

answering your
stupid questions.

Go to Inge,

tell her I'll be waiting
for her in the wrecked belfry.

Tonight!

Enough.

I won't tell her.

Then I'll come again.

First I'll do
a very nasty thing,

then I'll look for her myself.

- You're threating me?
- No, just warning you.

I hope you haven't thrown
in your let with the Commies...

...so you'll do what I say.

I promised to do my best for you.

Help!

Follow me to my study, please.

Why did you let it come
to this, man?

It's third degree frostbite.

I'll have to amputate.

- Do you understand?
- Are you a doctor?

- I am.
- You must operate at once.

How do you know?

I was a medical orderly
in the camp.

You're a godsend.
Help me with my patient...

You German swine,
if you don't do it at once...

Calm down.

I'm operating already,
put this one in the armchair.

This is a woman.

My woman!

Wash yourself
and get into an overall.

Yes, sir!

Damn it,
I'll never stop saluting.

We'll see to that patient first,
you'll be next, Yvonne.

Who's... next?

Are you German?

Yes.

Why hasn't your colleague
come down for supper?

I don't know.

Cutting off his nose
to spite his face.

Because of us?

He's lost all his family.

It's understandable
be wants to be alone.

He's trying to come back to life,
just as we are.

But in his own way.

I'll bring him supper.

Where are you off to?

I'll see what the boys
are doing.

Why are you asking?

- Do you want me?
- Hieronim!

Bloody boy-scout!

Let's drink the wine,
soldiers,

No one will find out
that we're sad,

Sad, but never unhappy!

It was a state dinner, brother.

Pinch me.

A girl!

I'm seeing her too.
They look exactly like that.

A live,

authentic girl all round.

Well done, boys.

- Easy, let me explain.
- A German doll.

That needs no explanation.

Leave her alone!

Just the job, Karol.

I said leave her alone.

You haven't done with her yet?
I'll wait.

- Leave her!
- Take your hands off me.

- It's lucky you're wounded or I'd...
- Go to your room.

You animal!

She's been raped by your kind.

I promised that family peace.
And I meant it.

You impotent camp baboon!

Calm down, will you!

The leader of the camp Reds...

refuses to share his private
whore with anybody.

What do you say, Hieronim?

- Let's go.
- They're licking German bums here.

We mustn't disturb them!

- Bye, ex-colleagues!
- Wait for me!

And you shut up.

You gave us big talk about solidarity.
Where's yours now?

We'd better go, I think.

Where to?

Sit here if you're fond
of watching the fire.

Let's pretend
we're in a mountain hut,

Where strangers of all sorts meet...

and have to stay together...

...though they're not friends
but quite the reverse.

Such people are called enemies.

What happens in that hut?

Why talk about people
who're not friends?

You're taking about us,
you and me.

Would you have hit him?

I can't say now.

You would have.
You think you were right?

You're protecting enemies
and you expect recognition.

That's a mistake.
There'll be no gratitude.

I don't expect it.

Let's say so.

You think you're paid for
the war and all the rest of it.

You think we're even now,
don't you?

Yes. And you're
complicating things. Why!?

I wanted you and your father
to regain hope.

- Our hope or your hope?
- That goes for us too.

Speak for yourself.
Your friends have gone.

They don't want hope.
They want women and drink.

I'm sorry.

In fact I'm grateful to you
for my father's sake.

Who's there?

You were in block C, lieutenant.

Somebody I know at last.
We need quarters.

- Plenty of them.
- Where are headquarters?

The Jerries had us under fire.
We must report.

It's round the corner.
Ask the Russians.

- Any news of a transport?
- No.

- How about grub?
- We'll know tomorrow.

You'll give me a place,
l hope?

A place to sleep, my friend.

I've been kicked out
from where I stayed.

- I noticed your lights.
- Why have you been kicked out?

Because people hate
being told the truth.

You see, my truth is...

that when some people
regain freedom, others lose it.

I've lost mine.

They said we'd regained
our freedom yesterday.

Do you think so too?

More or less.

So there's no place for me?

There is.

And a bed too.

Merci.

Odd people come
to your mountain hut.

Odd? Do you know what was
the Polish dream in the war?

The same as the German,
survival.

Survival?

Your Fuhrer said that
my country would cease to exist...

together with the Polish nation.
Life? For Germans only.

The world? For Germans only.

For Poles the most important
thing was how to die.

You made us want to die
with pride.

To die in a way that would
not break our pride.

What's the matter?

Say it again!
Odd people... Odd people!

You think you've settled
your war accounts!

A nice blast.

You see, before the war
I used to teach...

...but I dreamed of scientific work.

My wife bore me seven children.

She was great in that respect.

Each new baby...

took away part of my dream.

All I wanted was to prove myself
in a permanent way.

I finally gave it all up
a year before the war.

Later, in the camp,
I began to see...

that all was gone
and I needn't do things.

I'd wanted this all my life.

Behind the bars
it was mere existence.

I had nothing.
I was gloriously free.

Where?

In the camp. Until yesterday.

I wrote my work
in luxurious conditions.

In a state
of intellectual indulgence.

I made no bones about it
and my colleagues hated it.

They had the mentalities
of undergraduates.

I'd like you to have
a look at this.

It contains my thoughts
on freedom.

A historical survey up
to our age.

The age of the absurd.

What have they done
to you, man?

So you won't read it?

Leave me alone.

My friends fail to see,
just as you do...

that the bestial world
they knew has come to an end.

Only for you.

It's darker and more
frightful than ever.

You may be a kind
and generous man...

but people like you
only complicate things.

You make it hard for me just
to hate people the way they are.

Is that what you really feel?

No...

...no.

Will you stay here long?

- That doesn't depend on me.
- But I'll remain here.

You've given me only a pittance.

I'm a beggar myself.

Poor Gerda.

We loved this room.

- She was my age.
- ls she dead?

No, she left.

She's freezing now
in a cattle truck.

But it'll all be over soon.
For her too.

- Are you glad?
- And you?

That's not the same.
We've won.

You don't look like a conqueror.

Conquerors are like those
who burst into our home.

I'm not a conqueror.

I know you've lost your family.

You took away all I had.

Not you or your father.

The Germans.

We made a trip once,
me and Gerda...

...the one who lived here.
It was a Sunday.

We came quite close
to the wires of your camp.

It looked like a zoo...

only animals are more... human.

You want to touch them
through the bars.

We ran away from there.

Papa says now we'll suffer
for torturing others.

I torture, you torture,
he tortures,

we torture, we're tortured.
Complete madness.

I don't believe in suffering
or torturing.

Now you're torturing yourself.
It's like touching a sore tooth.

Why?

To make sure you're alive?

How old are you?

Eighteen.

I'm two years younger
than Inge.

But I'm really much older.

When she grew up they still
believed in poetry.

But when I did,

there was no such thing anymore.
Words didn't mean anything.

So I missed all that.

- How about you?
- I've forgotten it.

So we do have something
in common after all.

We both don't believe
in fairy-tales.

That's what we don't do.
We have in common what we don't do.

We don't float in the air.

We don't crawl on all fours.

Have we nothing in common
that we do do?

Are you very keen on finding out?

Yes.

Yes, Michael.

It's awful outside.

It's lonely. Men who hate us
come and do to us...

what we expect of love.
It's horrible!

Perhaps it's just a nightmare.
Say it's only a dream.

I can't.

I can't say that.

But I can make us both oblivious,

- Maria...
- No, Luzzi...

The alarm's on.

Orders are to meet
in the square.

The Jerries are attacking.

We're in for it
if we don't get help.

But no one cares.
They only care for the front.

They push on and leave
Jerries in the rear.

I said we shouldn't stop here.

- Shut up. We can't help it.
- Michael,

what's happened?

Jan, the alarm's no joke.
What shall we do?

It was clever of you,
you know.

The girls may prove useful now.

Your Germans are up to funny tricks.
What do they want here?

We're decent, quiet people.

All we want is to go home.

Haven't you heard the alarm?

I'm staying here, thank you.
The alarm doesn't concern me.

I passed conscription age
in the camp.

I'll wait here for my bullet.

Goodbye, Luzzi.

Damn it, I can't even say:
be seeing you.

- I'll come with you.
- Stay here. You'll be safe.

Turn off the lights
and shut the doors.

Inge, they're really leaving.

What a sight you look, papa.

I've something important
to tell you.

I've come to warn you.

Otto's alive.

He came and insisted
on your seeing him.

German troops
are attacking the city.

Inge, I beg of you,
don't go with him.

Where is he?

In the wrecked belfry.

Shut the doors
and don't let anyone in.

I may come for you during
the day.

We're organizing a medical station.
I'll get you in.

What if our troops come back?

Don't you understand, idiot,
that we've lost the war?

I'm sorry, child,

my nerves are running
away with me.

I'll come tomorrow.

Shut yourselves in.

I must go back
to my slaughterhouse.

Please, don't torture me anymore.

Why are you doing this?

Dangerous papers?

A few lies which I didn't think up.
Others did.

I only explored them to the end...

and believed that
a man's freedom consists...

in having no love
nor despair to submit to...

as it was in the camp.

But you see, child...

...all this was false reasoning.

You can't run away from love.

You can't avoid despair.

They say the Jerries
have armored trucks.

- I'm Colonel Ostrowski.
- My name's Davidov.

Come inside.

I'm opening the bottles,
comrade colonel.

They had no time
to blow up the bridge.

It's an important target.

I gave orders to mine
it but I'd rather not destroy it.

The river's flooded.
They can't ford or cross otherwise.

We'd have done it but they
need the bridge.

We'll hold out.

That's right.

It's an important target.

You'll turn in your arms
after battle.

If we manage to get hold
of our tanks...

I'll let you know.

Our tank men don't know
you and may open fire.

To Victory!

- To our common cause.
- Spirits.

By the way--

...have you any idea...

...who's attacking?
The SS, the Wehrmacht?

It's mainly the SS.

I told you about
the armored tanks, I think?

You were good enough.

How strong are the SS?
And how many of them?

I can't say, but one of them
will do for ten of your men.

No offence - they were fighting
while you were inside.

Grigori, let's have some
battle tea.

And open a tin... the right one.

Last time you gave us
tinned prunes.

- The transport's here?
- Yes, comrade colonel.

You're sure?

I'm Major Fafara.

Colonel Davidow.

Help yourselves.

Well... take up your posts.

Lieutenant Przegrodzki.

Lieutenant Olszynski.

Here's a list of our officers.

There are two bazookas left.
Anyone familiar with them?

Yes.

Warsaw insurgents,
regular officers!

- You old baboon!
- Who can handle a German 42-gun?

I'll take the bazookas.

A beginner can blow his
head off.

I wish I'd had them
in the Rising.

Want some help with
the ammunition?

We'll manage,
it isn't the first time.

That's the lot, except some grenades.
Take them.

We haven't enough arms.

I can't help it.
Take them from the wounded.

No gun for you.

Stand guard with a poker
by the German tarts.

Line up!

Take it easy.
You're wounded, anyway.

- Tell Luzzi...
- Line up!

Look right!

March!

Don't go to him.

My place is there...

not in a conqueror's bed.

You think I did it out
of cowardice?

Out of love?

- Your love's killing Germans now.
- I made my choice, you didn't.

So you did.

I hate the void.

One step's enough
to get us out of it.

That step means undressing,
l suppose?

You wouldn't understand.

Everybody's just horrible.

It's so easy to let loose
the beast in people.

Inge!

Inge!

- Where are you going, Inge?
- And you, papa?

There are people wounded.
I'm doing my duty.

- So am I. You taught me loyalty.
- Don't go to him.

They want to go on fighting.
They'll bring revenge on us.

They means Germany.

Wait, Inge!
It may affect your whole life.

I'll tell you something, papa.
I hated this out-throat war...

the flourishes, the banners,
the coarse boasting.

But it was my country and my
degraded people, as you said.

I see it now when anybody
can take me like a whore.

Inge, my child!

Otto!

Otto!

Hold it, Inge!

I know you'd come.
I waited all day.

It's damn cold here.

Why are you here?

I listened to the Fuhrer
just now.

We know how to fight, Inge,

if we go down, the whole nation
will go with us!

The whole world!

What's the good of a nation
that can't conquer?

To tell the truth,
I wasn't sure you'd come.

But German loyalty's not dead.

Don't drink so much.

You have to, in time of war.

A soldier's life's like that.

Have some too. It helps.

Drink!

Otto! Otto!

Here they come.

The Jerries are here, sir.

Throw them back.
Keep them off the buildings.

Drive them out if they get in,
or cut them off.

I'll be with you in a moment.

The Jerries are using
incendiary shells...

we've casualties and wounded.

Get me "Kiyev".

"Kiyev"? My colonel
wants your colonel.

"Cracow" speaking.

�Cracow�?

Wait...

The Polish colonel.

Colonel, why have you
stopped firing?

I understand. They're contained?
I must see that.

I think we'll hold out.
Yes, I have casualties.

Which of you missed?

You call yourself an insurgent,
booby?

It missed fire.

Watch the Jerries.

They're coming!

Blow up the bridge?
A pity.

It's a lovely piece
of medieval architecture.

No, I was member of the
Yacht-club...

not of the Society of Lovers
of Architecture.

I'm coming with you.

Good lad.

Where are they firing from?

Somebody's in that belfry.

In the belfry?

Get on the roof.
There's no other way to see him.

And don't let him see you first!
Careful!

Fire! Fire, I say!

I think I saw two of them.

But I'm not sure.

There may have been one.

It's quiet now.
Let's have a look.

Fire!

You traitor!

Fire, you whore!

Fire, damn you!

FIRE!

THE END