Cross of Iron Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1977
- 119 min
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Stransky offers a cigarette to Steiner.
STEINER:
No, thank you, Sir.
STRANSKY:
(lighting his cigarette)
After what you've been through,
you don't feel the need of a cigarette?
STEINER:
No at this particular moment -- sir.
STRANSKY:
I'm ready for your report.
He reaches into pocket, lays sheaf of crushed papers on the
table. Stransky looks at him in amazement.
STRANSKY:
I'd like to hear the gist of your
report.
STEINER:
Lots of
Russians. Lots of guns.
(grimly)
We should be hearing from them very
soon.
STRANSKY:
What about your platoon -- any
casualties?
STEINER:
Two killed. One missing.
STRANSKY:
Two killed. How?
STEINER:
(dryly)
Bullets.
STRANSKY:
(flushing angrily)
I deduced that. That missing man --
did you look for him, Steiner?
STEINER:
(shrugs impatiently)
We had no time to lose. It would
have been irresponsible to risk the
safety of the entire platoon for
the sake of one man.
STRANSKY:
There ought not to be a missing man
in Such a case.
STEINER:
(no expression)
Sorry, sir. I'll try to do better
next time.
STRANSKY:
(grimly; after a
moment)
I have the feeling, Sergeant, that
you somewhat overestimate your
importance.
STEINER:
(eyes darken; but no
change in voice)
At the moment, I am free of any
such illusions.
The two men look at each other; then Stransky's eyes fall
on the tommy gun Steiner holds in his hand.
STRANSKY:
That's not a German gun.
STEINER:
No, sir It's all in the report.
We surprised a Russian platoon --
and when they ran, they left
their guns.
STRANSKY:
Oh, captured material. Good.
Where is your gun?
STEINER:
We couldn't carry both, so we left
ours.
STRANSKY:
What! You left your guns for the
Russians!
STEINER:
(quietly)
Yes, sir. Our guns for the Russians.
STRANSKY:
That I cannot understand. You
must be aware that the quality of
our arms is far superior to that
of the Russians and --
He stops as Steiner shakes his head. Stransky raises his
eyebrows.
STRANSKY:
I beg your pardon?
STEINER:
...the Russian guns are better!
STRANSKY:
(sharply)
That is stupid, loose talk. You
have every reason to be grateful
for the fine equipment the Father
land puts into your hands at the
cost of countless sacrifices.
STEINER:
(cannot suppress a
mirthless grin)
I never asked then to put the stuff
in my hands,
Meyer looks toward heaven. Stransky takes a deep breath.
MEYER:
(hastily)
sir, Sergeant Steiner is greatly
in need of sleep. I'm positive
that When he --
Stransky cuts him short by turning his back in a gesture of
dismissal. Meyer motions for Steiner to follow him.
jump to their feet as they see Steiner and Meyer.
MEYER:
Be careful
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