Whoo!
That's marvelous. Now, tomorrow, you give me lessons and I give you your money back.
Oh, I feel so good.
Listen. Listen to what they're playing.
Ja. "Röslein".
Dee da-dum
Lief er schnell, es nah zu sehn
Sah's mit vielen...
Ooh!
Go on. I'm sorry. Go on. Please.
Röslein, Röslein rot
Röslein auf der Heiden
As a rule, Americans speak German with a very bad accent,
but your accent is... is really horrible.
Oh, Christian.
- This has been so wonderful. - Yes.
I wanna thank you. You've been more than generous with your time.
Well, that's only because I've had the very worst intentions.
Thank you. Oh!
Oh, I hate to leave. I hate to say goodbye now.
Why? Why don't you say goodbye in the morning?
No. No, I can't. I've got to leave too early.
Now, look. It is New Year's Eve.
You go back to America, I never see you again, and...
- Please, spend the evening with me. - No.
Too bad.
- Do I have a rival? - Michael.
- Who? - Michael.
But I think Michael would not mind if I just... stole one tiny little Bavarian evening.
Are you kidding? I don't think it would even occur to Michael that anybody would ask me.
All right. All right, Christian, I'd love to.
Wonderful.
- You look lovely. - Thank you.
You look... really... I want to present my sister Freda.
- Charmed. - I'm so happy that you came tonight,
because I composed a little piece of music for you. And, uh, it's... well...
- Would you like to hear it? - I'd love to.
- Really? - Yes.
- Do you like it? Isn't it nice? - It's wonderful.
Prosit Neujahr!
- Happy New Year, Margaret. - Prost Neujahr, Christian.
Ich bringe einen Toast.
Bitte.
Gott, beschütze unsern Führer, Adolf Hitler.
- Heil! - Heil!
Das Horst-Wessel-Lied.
Die Fahne hoch! Die Reihen dicht geschlossen!
SA marschiert mit ruhig festem Schritt
Kameraden, die Rotfront und Reaktion erschossen
Marschiern im Geist in unsern Reihen mit...
Are you all right?
What's the matter?
Oh... you know, I was just in Berlin and I... I saw some Nazi demonstrations.
But... I didn't realize it had gone this far.
Not... not here, in this... little town.
It's a little frightening.
Well, do you think that being a Nazi is such a terrible thing?
Christian...
Christian, are you a Nazi?
No, I am not a Nazi. I'm not... I'm not political at all.
But I think that they stand for something hopeful in Germany.
Christian, you don't really believe that?
Yes, I believe this.
But why? Why?
What can you possibly find to justify Hitler?
I think that... that Hitler will bring us a better life.
- Is the life you have now so terrible? - No.
My life is not so terrible, but I don't wish to spend the rest of it
teaching fat little children how to ski, and being charming and picturesque.
I can understand your wanting more...
I think that perhaps you cannot understand what it means
to live on tips from foreigners in your own country, huh?
You know what I really am? I'm not a ski instructor, even.
I do this for two or three months in the year,
and when the season is over, I... I go to work in a little shop as an assistant to my father,
- And I am a shoemaker. - And you don't want to be a shoemaker?
No, I don't. I want to be something else.
- Well, then, you don't have to remain one. - Oh, this is not the United States.
It's so hard to explain to you,
but, you see, it's very difficult for people to rise above their class in Europe.
I'll tell you something. At one time, I wanted very much to be a doctor.
And I worked... I worked very hard for this.
And when there was no longer any money I was forced to give it up,
because we have no free university here.
And I think this is... this is where Hitler can help us.
I think that... that... He has promised to change all this.
Christian, Hitler promises to conquer the whole world.
Oh, ja. But this is a direct result of a handful of completely insane fanatics...
- Ooh! Christian! - Yeah, it is, and this will pass.
It will not pass.
It's going to get worse and worse and worse.
And I think it's going to end in war.
I think that... we should not discuss this...
because I don't know all the answers.
I know you don't know all the answers.
And with political discussions, we go round and round, and nothing is ever settled.
Come on, let's go back in and have a nice time. Come on.
No.
Good night, Christian.
I'll say goodbye in the morning.
This is the BBC, London.
Today, June 24th 1940, at 7.15pm,
France surrendered to Germany.
The events of the past 45 days,
beginning with the German invasion of the Low Countries on May 10th,
have thus come to a tragic climax.
England, now fighting virtually alone, faces the German military power
whose aim to conquer or destroy the entire civilized world can no longer be questioned.
In the words of Mr. Winston Churchill:
"What General Weygand has called 'the Battle of France is over. "
"The Battle of Britain is about to begin. "
Leutnant, I do wish you'd order your driver to slow down.
I'm reluctantly willing to die for the fatherland, but not in a traffic accident.
We're late, Brandt. Go a little faster, Basserman.
But we almost hit a cow back there!
The only living thing we have seen all afternoon. Where is everybody?
Making love, drinking absinthe. You know the French. Don't you read our papers?
Where are they?
When I was a little boy, I promised my father I'd kill a Frenchman for him.
They shot off his leg in Verdun, ja, in 1916.
So I promised him, on Christmas Eve it was, I promised I'd shoot a Frenchman for him.
- Leutnant, have you ever been to Paris? - No, I have not been there.
Oh, what a city! What a wonderful city that is.
I'll show you a good time there. Ha!
You won't keep those people indoors for ever. Not those Parisians.
Ah, what wonderful girls!
When I was a correspondent there, we practically lived in the streets.
Simone and I, we will show you Paris the way it always was. The way it always will be.
Go up to the road and keep firing on them in case they try to come to the front, ja?
Jawohl.
Go!
Mets-toi derrière cet arbre.
Komm an.
Maeschen, stay behind this tree here. I go over behind the tree over there.
Jawohl.
I got him. I got him.
Maeschen, stay down!
Ne tirez pas. Je me rends.
Streicher! Hold your fire.
Streicher.
Brandt, Streicher, come on.
Brandt.
Tell him to go back and tell the others to surrender
because we now have them in the crossfire.
Go. Allez.
Écoutez-moi.
Maeschen... is dead?
- What-what? - Maeschen is dead?
Ja. I'm sure his father is very happy now. Ja?
Allez. Allez. Vite.
Arrêtez les gars! Arrêtez!
Arrêtez!
Nous sommes fichus!
- Captain Hardenburg? - Ah, Diestl. Nice to see you.
- I understand you had difficulty on the road. - Yes, sir.
- At ease. - Thank you, sir.
They were young conscripts, sir, making a token gesture. There was a roadblock.
No need to apologize. I want to commend you for the way you seem to have handled this.
Thank you, sir. We had one casualty, sir. Private Maeschen was killed.
Oh, yes, Private Maeschen.
Did he perform his duty?
Yes, sir, he killed one of the enemy,
and then became, uh... excited and failed to take cover.
Too bad. I'm sure he fought bravely.
It's wonderful, isn't it?
Yes, sir. So, with your permission, I would like to write a letter to his family.
Never mind, Diestl, I will do it.
Leutnant!
Since you are with us, I wonder if you would mind taking a photograph of me for my wife.
- We had always planned to come here. - It would be a pleasure, Captain.
- Come on, Diestl. - I'm sure your wife is not interested...
Oh, yes, yes, yes! I have written about you and many of the men. She's most interested.
Just a moment.
We will stand on the steps. Come on, Diestl. With the church in the background.
A great day. A day of historic importance.
In years to come, we will look back on this and say
"We were there at the dawn of the new era. "
Ah, ja. Now, Captain, this is the one, ja?
Wunderbar!
All right, settle down!
Settle down! This is New York City property!
Stop spittin' and throwin' butts on the floor, and stop shovin'!
The army's got plenty of room for everybody.
- What's wrong? - It's cold.
Now cough.
Turn your head and cough.
All right, breathe in.
Breathe out.
Breathe in.
Out.
All right, bend over.
- Bend over and touch your toes. - Oh.
OK.
For a man your age and your profession, you're in excellent health.
- How do you manage it? - Clean liquor.
Give this to the board. Next man.
You didn't register in California?
Yes, I did, but I came east before I got my classification.
- You came to New York to get a defense job? - To get any job.
Michael Whiteacre.
Oh, uh, sit down over here, Mr. Whiteacre.
You must be very busy, Mr. Whiteacre.
I'm told we had a special call from Selective Service headquarters,
asking us not to waste any of your valuable time.
- I'm rehearsing a show against a deadline. - Well, we'll try to rush you through quickly.
- How long will this show run, do you think? - I don't know. No one ever does.
Well, this is March. If it runs very long, your understudy will get a break.
- You're booked for Uncle Sam from June 15. - Well, I don't think that's quite fair...
- You can file an appeal if you like. - Oh, I'll appeal.
- Is there anything else you'd like to discuss? - No, I'll just appeal.
Just see the secretary outside.
Ackerman.
Oh, sit down over here, Mr. Ackerman.
Mr. Ackerman, you don't seem to have any dependent relatives,
or any occupation essential to national defense.
Can you think of any reason why you should not be classified 1A?
No, sir, I can't.
I see you work for Macy's.
You'll stay for the Easter rush, and you'll report June 15th.
I think that'll be all.
Thank you very much.
Ralph Spencer.
Anybody got a cigarette?
- Want a cigarette? - Oh, thanks.
Here.
How do you spell "extenuating"?
- Hm? - "Extenuating".
Uh... I don't know. E-x-t-e... No, e-x-t...
Illiteracy. That'll do it.
- I heard you sing a lot of times. - Oh, you have? At the club?
- On the radio. - Oh.
- Are you singing at a club? - No, we're rehearsing a show.
- On Broadway? - Mm-hm.
- What's the name of it? - Soft Shoes.
Soft Shoes. I gotta... I gotta remember that.
Let's have a drink. Don't frustrate me.
Anybody that can't spell "extenuating" is a friend of mine.
Come on.
Sometimes I think I give off a scent -
- You know, rouses the female. - Hm?
- Those girls. - Where? Oh!
Wait a minute. You mean that you didn't...? Your antenna's turned off.
- No, I frankly didn't notice. - Well, you're sick.
Have you ever had a girl?
- Have I ever had a girl? - That's what I thought.
Listen, tonight I'm givin' a party - you know, girls, females, broads.
And you will attend. You will capture one and carry her off to your cave.
- You will attend? - Sure, yeah. Yeah.
Good. Let us not discuss this sort of topic any longer. Let us discuss alcohol.
I like New York in June
How about you?
I like a Gershwin tune
How about you?
I like a fireside when a storm is due
I like potato chips, moonlight and motor trips
How about you?
I'm mad about good books
Can't get my fill
And James Durante's looks
Give me a thrill
May I refresh your drink?
Thank you, no. I'm fine.
Have you met everyone?
That's all right, I was... listening to the music.
Michael's told me all about you.
He has?
Yes.
No, I meant... I only met him this morning at the draft board.
- You met Michael at the draft board? - Yes.
And he was 1A?
We were both 1A.
- Excuse me... would you? - Yes.
You saw me standin' alone
Without a dream...
- I wanna talk to you. - Without a love...
- Good evening. How are you tonight? - Fine, thanks. And you?
- Hi, Hope. - Hi, Mike. How are you?
- Fine. How are you? - Good.
- I want you to meet somebody. - Friend of yours?
Yes.
Noah, this is Hope Plowman. Noah Ackerman.
- Hello. - How do you do?
See if you can cheer him up. I don't think he really likes my music.
Actually, I haven't been listening.
My, what a lovely view.
Isn't it?
Yes, Margaret?
I hear you're being drafted.
- I'm not being drafted. - Mr. Ackerman says you are.
Mr. Ackerman doesn't know what rabbits can be pulled out of a hat in Washington.
Look, I'm not a hero and I'm not a pigeon. The pigeons can do my fightin' for me.
What's the matter with you? You think I hate you for trying to get out of it?
I don't. Really, I don't. Anything you do is OK with me,
but... you start to feel guilty about it, then we start having fights and you take it out on me.
I don't feel guilty!
It's just that I'm against war, and this whole drummed-up super-patriotic atmosphere.
You just don't wanna get shot. Nobody wants to get shot. Stop trying to convince yourself.
Forget it.
- I got a sick show on my hands! - Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Look, Michael... this is me, Margaret. I understand you.
You're a heel, but you're not that big a heel.
And then, too, they fish for fish in the river.
I was told that.
- I like your tie. - You do?
I just saw it and I bought it.
Do you think it's gonna rain? I like to walk in the rain.
- Mm. I do, too. - You do?
- Mm-hm. - You want to walk?
- All right. - Let's walk.
OK.
- What are you gonna tell him? - Who?
- Michael. - Nothing.
Oh.
Well, maybe so.
New York City must be frightening to a girl from the country.
Oh, no, it isn't.
It puts on an act of sophistication, but at heart, it's strictly provincial.
I don't think it's provincial.
Anyway, not after Vermont.
- Vermont? - Mm-hm.
New York City, I must say, does have some beautiful women.
Flashy, some of them, but...
You know, I'm told European women are more mature emotionally.
- They are? - Oh!
As a matter of fact, friends of mine have told me...
- Well, anyway... - What time is it?
- It's late. We'd better be getting back. - No, I'd like to go home.
Oh.
- Well, I'll take you home. - Thank you.
- Where do you live? - Brooklyn.
- Brooklyn? - Mm-hm.
Well! At last.
- Now we take the bus. - Now we take the bus?
- Now what? - Now we walk.
- Margaret. - Yeah?
- Don't. - Don't what?
Don't be angry with me.
Why not?
You haven't been very charming. You have not been understanding.
In fact, you haven't even been conversational all evening long.
I'm sorry, Margaret, really I am.
But lately, it seems we can't talk without arguing.
And you haven't the faintest idea what's bothering me.
Honey, I'd flip without you.
- You sure would. - No, that's the truth.
You're so right about me.
I sure am.
Why don't we just sit and be quiet?
And then what?
Then you kiss me.
Then I kiss you.
Oh, Michael, I love you so.
Are we getting warmer?
You'll be happy to know... that we're here.
Good night.
Uh... I want to say...
I'm pleased...
very pleased, I mean, to have brought you home.
Thank you.
I mean, I'm really pleased.
- Do that with your other girls, not with me. - Yes.
No! No, I don't.
- Oh, only with me? - You don't understand what I mean.
You think you're so attractive that any girl would fall over herself to let you kiss her.
Oh, God.
Never in all my days have I met such an opinionated, self-centered young man.
- Good night, Mr. Ackerman. - No, don't. Uh...
Hope?
Stop that. You'll wake everyone.
How do I get back to the city?
You're lost?
No one will find me again, ever.
You're a terrible fool, aren't you?
Well, you walk two blocks to your left, and you wait for the bus -
the one that comes from your left - and you take it to Eastern Parkway.
Now, whe...
Are you listening to me?
I want to say something to you.
I'm not opinionated. I don't think I've a single opinion in the whole world.
I... I don't know why I kissed you, I just couldn't help it. I guess...
I guess I wanted to impress you.
I was afraid that if I was myself, you wouldn't look at me twice.
It's been a very confusing night.
I don't think I've ever been through anything so confusing.
You tell me tomorrow.
The bus... to Eastern Parkway.
Don't get lost on the way home.
Uh... the bus to Eastern Parkway.
And then...
I love you.
Good night.
Thanks for taking me home.
- Now this is really boring, Brandt. - Oh, don't be so impatient, Christian.
Wait till you see her. A more delicious little strudel you have never seen.
Really superb, typically French, and very...
Well... I could use a little strudel, Brandt, but we have been here...
ja... two hours.
- To be French is to be late. - Two hours.
It's part of their charm. I hope they get here before I'm too blind drunk to recognize them.
Françoise! Of course the men are Germans, but all Germans are not swine!
- No? - I promise you, one drink.
Definitely just one drink, then we'll go.
I don't want to be seen with the enemy. I don't want to be beaten by my neighbors!
I would not look good with a shaved head!
Françoise, please. Please!
All right, I'll go. But not because of your arguments, because I'm curious.
I'd like to observe one of these supermen. I'm a city girl and I've never seen a pig up close.
Come on.
Here they are.
Ah! At last you are here. If you didn't look so pretty, I'd give you a good spank.
- Perhaps I'd like it. - We can talk about that later.
How nice of you to come, Françoise.
May I present Herr Leutnant Diestl? This is Françoise.
Enchanté de faire votre connaissance.
- I'm sorry, but that's all the French I know. - That's all right.
Because you are all the German I know, and perhaps all I care to know.
And this is my little Simone.
It's a pleasure. I am sorry we are a little late.
You see? Didn't I tell you they were worth waiting for?
- Would you care to sit? - How really gallant you are.
Are you always as dashing as that with the ladies?
Yes, always, if they are ladies.
I warn you not to be deceived by this Aryan charm.
He is the most famous lady-killer in the Austrian Alps.
Oh là là!
Tell me, Leutnant, how many French ladies have you killed?
Well, I think that I am not clever enough to do that,
but perhaps if I serve in France for a while, I could learn how with your very... kind help.
But I'm confused. I thought you came here to teach us something.
How to be tall and blond and clean and efficient.
Perhaps if you were not French and I was not German, but we were just simply Europeans,
we could... learn something from each other, don't you think?
United Europe. Of course, how stupid of me.
You German have charmed us so that I forgot that you were all idealists.
Oh, now, look, doesn't somebody know a good dirty joke?
Ta gueule, Françoise, tu vas nous gâcher cette soirée.
Vise les fridolins derrière.
How many of us do you plan to murder in the name of that golden plan of yours?
If there is no unification, we will all go on murdering each other anyhow.
Listen, I know a restaurant in Montmartre which has a beautiful garden. Shall we go?
Ja. We can answer historical questions there, and we don't need to get arrested.
No, wait. I would like to know...
how many French lives you have personally contributed to that Wagnerian dream.
- Look, this is no longer funny. Let's go. - Let go of me!
- I want an answer from the Boche. - Françoise!
How many Frenchmen have you killed?
I've killed no one.
No one.
But if I have to sacrifice a few lives for peace... I will do it.
Ja.
Even if one of them is my own.
Now I have seen a pig up close.
Thank you for your wine.
T'es complètement folle!
- Françoise... - Laisse-moi tranquille!
Tu te rends compte de ce que tu as fait? Tu vas aller en prison.
Ah, Christian...
Good night, Simone. Thank you.
I am so sorry. Really I am.
Good night, Françoise.
Leutnant.
I am sorry. I should not have made such a scene.
- No, no... - Please.
My husband was killed... in 1940, in Belgium.
And all this talk about sacrificing lives in order to have peace
just doesn't make any sense to me.
The only way to peace is to stop killing each other.
I think about this...
1,000 times in a day.
And I... I wish it would seem so simple to me.
Could I have another glass of wine?
Yes, of course.
This is my house.
This is where I live.
I think that I will not...
try to tell you how lovely... this evening was for me.
But I would like so much to see you again.
You're still the conqueror.
A young, golden god of war.
Perhaps...
when the gold has worn off a little...
Good night.
That's one of the hazards you run when you have a daughter.
One day she's gonna come to you and say "I love him. I wanna marry him. "
Uh-huh. That's one of the hazards.
But you haven't told me anything about this man at all.
Oh, he's... he's gentle and he's clever.
He's not just a man, he's a boy.
And poor.
He writes me a letter a day, even when we see each other in New York every night.
And he's alone.
He's Jewish, Father.
Father, this is Noah.
- How do you do? - How do you do, sir?
Well, seems to me that Mr. Ackerman and I might have a little talk.
Certainly, sir.
Why don't you finish your coffee, Hope? We won't be very long.
That's Jack Marshall's.
I went to school with his father. My father with his father.
Virgil Smith's law office.
One of his people did the legal work when they incorporated this town. 1750.
Well, looks like it's gonna be a nice day.
That's the family plot. Seven generations of Plowmans there.
Hope's mother, too.
- There's the school. - Mr. Plowman, um...
I don't have... a family plot. I don't have a family.
I earn $35 a week, and I'm 1A in the draft.
But I love Hope.
And I shall love her for all my life.
You're doin' an awful thing - puttin' a man to the test of his principles.
I wish to heaven you'd turn around, get on that bus, and never see Hope again.
But you won't do that.
Will you?
Didn't think you would.
Anybody from town had asked to marry Hope, I'd say "Come on out to the house. "
"We got turkey for dinner. "
I never knew a Jew before.
You go along all your life thinkin' a certain way.
Someone jolts you and you have to look inside yourself.
That's what you've made me do, and I'm not fond of you for it.
I was just tellin' Mr. Ackerman we've got turkey for dinner.
Thank you.
If you don't open the door, we are obliged to break it in.
Is this Headquarters' idea of a friendly little visit for me to photograph?
Ja.
Well, we can't wait any longer.
Kraus, Faber.
- Madame Brenner? - Yes, that's me.
- Where is Marcel Brenner? - Oh, monsieur, I wish I knew.
The boy's 16 years old.
Half of the time, we don't know where he is, he don't come home at all.
Kraus. Here. Faber.
Marcel! Monsieur, laissez-moi passer!
Kraus, take the boy downstairs!
- He'll be all right! - Mon fiston!
He will not be hurt! He will not be hurt. I promise. I give my word he will not be hurt.
He simply must perform his labor duties.
I am sorry.
Come in!
I would like to apply for a transfer, sir.
Why?
I think I am not... able to do this work.
You don't believe you are suited to this work?
No, I don't believe in arresting children, sir.
I spent four years at Spandau, two years at the war academy.
I should be in Russia.
But I am here.
And I will stay here until I am ordered elsewhere.
And so will you.
What time does your train leave for Berlin?
Ja. Uh, 12.30, sir.
Here are your furlough papers.
I wish you to do me a favor while you are in Berlin.
- What was that? - Oh, I don't know. It is the Gestapo.
Oberleutnant!
Leutnant!
Close the door!
Do you know where you are?
Do you know who you are?
Answer me!
Yes, sir.
Then stop being a child! Don't you know that when you became a soldier,
you contracted for killing in all its forms?
I do not think it possible to remake this world from the basement of a little police station.
It doesn't matter what you believe.
Under battle conditions, I could shoot you for what you have just done.
And I would.
The German army's invincible because it is an army that obeys orders.
Any order, no matter how distasteful.
- I cannot... - Be quiet!
It has no sentimentalists, no moralists, no individualists.
You will have no future in it if you don't understand that.
You may have no future at all if you oppose it.
I trouble to tell you this because you have a fine record. You will be a creative soldier,
once you get all this... thinking knocked out of you.
Well... we will forget it for the present.
Now... as I was saying, I would like you to do me a favor. I have secured a piece of lace.
Very beautiful. Black, for my wife.
I'd hoped to give it to her in person, but I'm too important here.
And since I can't, I would like you to deliver it to her in Berlin on your furlough.
Yes, sir.
Give her my most tender regards.
You may say that I think of her constantly.
The address is on the package.
Enjoy your leave.
Coming.
Coming!
- Mrs. Hardenburg, please. - Yes?
I am Leutnant Diestl from your husband's company
and this... is a gift from Captain Hardenburg.
Well... come in.
Oh, yes, of course. You're the serious one.
In the photograph. With the captain.
- Oh, yes, in front of the church? - Yes.
- How do you do?
It's a pleasure.
He wrote me you were coming to Berlin.
If there was anything I could do for you... and so forth.
Well, that's very kind of the captain.
- Please, sit down. - Thank you.
Make yourself comfortable.
What would you like to drink?
Perhaps I am intruding. You were just going out, no?
Only with a general. I'll tell him I kept him waiting for a lieutenant.
- Well, in that case, I... - Vodka?
- Yes, wonderful. - I have some direct from the Ukraine.
And how is the captain?
Oh, he's fine. He asked me to give you his... tenderest regards
and to tell you that he thinks of you constantly.
That's very thoughtful of him.
Thank you.
And, uh, how is gay Paris?
Well, uh... Gay Paris is not so gay.
Oh. That's too bad.
Where are you staying?
Uh... as a matter of fact, I have no accommodation.
You'll find it impossible to get a hotel room.
Maybe I can do something for you at the Adelon Hotel.
Oh, that would be wonderful. Thank you.
- Excuse me. - Oh.
All right, Franz. Tell him I'll be right down.
Are you in a hurry to get someplace?
Uh...
No.
Then stay. I won't be too long.
And I want to talk to you about the captain. Will you?
Yes.
Wonderful.
Now, have another drink, Leutnant. Take some caviar. See how the home front suffers.
- Au revoir. - Au revoir.
- I'm sorry. - No, no.
Don't disturb yourself.
I hope you were not too bored.
No.
I was not bored at all. As a matter of fact, I found a... a wonderful companion.
Aren't you going to offer me a drink?
Oh. Sure.
I offer you a drink.
Oh, that's too much.
Enough.
It couldn't have been a very interesting evening for a soldier on leave.
Well, I am, uh...
I'm not a soldier, I'm a...
policeman.
And you don't find this interesting?
Well, cheer up.
Things may be different.
I have a friend on Rommel's staff. Maybe he can be helpful.
Wait.
You...
You can do this? You can arrange... military transfers?
With a small effort.
- How are the girls in Paris? - Oh...
French.
Very patriotic.
Welcome to Germany, soldier.
- Get me a cigarette, please. - Hm?
On the table.
- Morning. - Morning.
- I hear your show's goin' just great. - It's a lulu. Brandy and soda.
Si, signore.
Can you spare it?
- What's the matter? - Nothing.
Come on, Michael. You can usually fake an affectionate kiss at lunchtime.
Something fell through in Washington and I have to take basic training.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
I was supposed to leave tomorrow, but I can go now.
I'm sorry.
That's better. Why don't you take the afternoon off?
Oh, I can't, Michael.
The Office of War Information can spare you on my last afternoon.
- We'll see each other tonight. - Say you're involved in a troop movement.
- Really, Michael, I can't. - On the house.
- This is the last of the cognac. - I bet they still have plenty in Italy.
I came here in 1924, sir. I don't know anything about Italy any more.
- That was pretty unnecessary. - Not the way I feel.
Margaret, what do you want from me?
I want you to act like a man.
I want to be proud of you, the way Hope is proud of Noah.
You want me to get shot. I've read the books. I know that in ten years
we'll be bosom friends with the Germans and Japanese. I'll be pretty annoyed I was killed.
Look, Michael, I don't want you to get shot.
I don't... I don't even mind you wanting to get out of the army.
I just want you to stop pretending that you think it's all right.
- That all? - No.
I want us to go someplace and get married.
Now?
- Mm-hm. - Look, honey, I love you.
But today? Now, you've been seeing too many war pictures.
- You mean no? - I could be in for years.
Last chance, Michael.
Honey, that'd be foolish.
I almost forgot. The Office is sending me overseas.
I was gonna tell you that tonight.
- Oh! Hello, Mrs. Ackerman, Mr. Ackerman. - Hello.
- Rather early this morning. - Yes, we are.
- Oh, today's the day, hey? - Yes, it is.
Here. Give you courage. Calm the nerves.
Go ahead and drink it. It's full of cream.
Homogenized.
- Good, isn't it? - Yes, it is.
I drink two quarts a day myself. Keeps me young. Well, I've got to be on my way.
- Good luck. - Thank you.
Oh, you taste good.
I love you.
- Are you ready? - Jawohl.
Kraus! Kraus!
Ja.
They are all ready, sir.
All right, Leutnant.
Now!
- May I suggest we wait, sir? - Wait? Why?
Over your shoulder, sir. The sun will be up in a few moments, ja?
And when the sun is up and in their eyes, their guns will be completely useless.
A wonderful idea.
We will wait.
Mortar.
Machine guns.
Fire, quick!
Left, ten!
Back, ten!
Kraus! Left!
All right! Cease fire!
Kraus!
I gave no order to stop firing. What are you doing, Oberleutnant?
The machine guns will continue to rake the area for 60 seconds!
Fire!
Shoot all wounded.
Leave no one alive here.
We cannot take prisoners.
Our movements must not be reported.
These wounded can give information, and their planes will be on us before we got back.
Then all our reconnaissance... useless.
Proceed.
Shoot him.
That's an order.
OK, fellas!
Attention!
At ease.
Prepare for inspection.
- Eighth general order? - To give the alarm in case of fire or disorder.
Wipe that smile off your face, Whiteacre.
You're not a Broadway big shot now, you're a soldier in the army of the United States.
Rip this man's bed.
This isn't the Astor Hotel, Whiteacre. The maid doesn't come in here.
Two extra days' fatigue duty.
Let's see the inside of that footlocker, soldier.
This isn't the New York Public Library, soldier.
I know this book. It's a filthy, dirty book. The army doesn't care what you read, but I do.
Get rid of it. Eyes front.
All right, soldier.
This window hasn't been cleaned at all. Whole barracks is unmilitary.
Sergeant, these quarters aren't ready for inspection. Get them ready.
You will learn if there's one sloppy soldier, it's up to all of you to teach him to be clean.
This platoon is restricted to the post for the weekend.
- Don't you think punishing the platoon... - No, Leutnant, I do not.
Yes, sir.
Rest.
All right, Ackerman.
You've gone and done it. Now I'm gonna have to take you under my personal wing.
- This ain't no crummy tenement. - Wait a minute...
Keep your mouth shut. When I want you to talk, I'll ask you a direct question.
You'll answer yes or no. That's an order.
Now... lesson number one begins.
Ackerman, get yourself a bucket.
Do you know what? You're gonna wash every window in this barracks.
You're gonna wash 'em until they're clean. White-glove clean.
That's an order. Now move.
Deal the cards.
Here we go.
Not even a pair on the table.
Here comes mama's helper.
- Hi. - Hi.
Did you have a ball?
Hey, uh, Cowley, you know everything.
Who's our ambassador to New York?
We don't have one. We don't recognize it.
Just relax. They'll get bored.
- Isn't New York part of the United States yet? - Nope.
- What language do they speak there? - Language? They talk with their hands.
- Well, how come Ackerman speaks English? - He's a spy.
Hey, you guys ain't bein' fair to Ackerman. I feel sorry for him.
- Oh, sure! - Really, I do.
Look at the dough he could be makin', sellin' black-market tires if he weren't in the service.
Forget it.
Hey, uh, Ackerman, how come you're in the service anyway?
He had no influence with the draft board. They were all Irish.
- What are you bettin'? - What have we got?
What'd you hear from Hope?
Hope? She's fine, the last I...
- What's the matter? - Oh, now I've done it. I've done it.
Her birthday.
I got $20 stashed, and I can't even get to a store.
Maybe you can get something at the PX. Come on, I'll go with you.
That's a good idea.
My bank.
Whose play is it?
Noah. I'll lend you the 20.
Let's go.
You got a pen?
Noah, forget it. If I were you...
You're not.
Hey, aren't you gonna eat?
Read this.
Would you act as my second?
- What second? - I want everything to be absolutely correct,
and I don't trust myself to arrange it. I might lose my temper.
Are you outta your head? These are the four biggest guys in the company.
So?
- What do you weigh? - Never mind what I weigh!
135.
Look, they're only needlin' you because you had 'em confined to the post.
Will you arrange the schedule?
- OK. You don't want to help, don't help. - What schedule?
You want me to fight all four guys in one night?
You're crazy.
I don't wanna have anything to do with this. Now, take it. Take it!
- OK, Donnelly, so you're a big man. - Nice punch.
- Come on, I'll buy you a beer. - What do you know?
The little punk gave me a bloody nose!
Well, you asked for it.
- Teach him a little bit about boxin'. - Come on, Burnecker, finish him!
- Oh! Oh, look. - Get it over with.
- Come on, Burnecker. - Lay it into him, Burny. Come on.
- OK, Burnecker, knock him on his back. - Don't kill him. Not yet, anyway.
Fix it so he won't wanna fight any more. Come on.
Come on, hold him up, he's going down. Look out now.
- That'll teach you to keep the windows clean. - Give him that one-two, Burnecker.
Oh, look... look...
Look, kid, look. Fall down, kid, fall down.
Come on, finish him.