All Quiet On The Western Front Page #3

Someday I'm going to take one

smack at him... just one.

Me too. That's gonna be my

life's work from now on.

Why only one? I'm gonna

take several.

I might even kick him while

he's down I feel mean.

What are you doing?

You're not going to desert,

are you?

What?

Listen. I've got an idea.

Crawl forward!

Lie down!

Lie down! Crawl forward!

Oh! What?

Cover!

Paul, you all right?

Behn! Behn!

Behn! Come on!

Behn, come on! You fool!

Behn!

Get up! Come on.

Sounds like more replacements

coming in.

Yeah. Tjaden must have gone

home, for that wood.

There's some more, fresh from

the turnip patch.

I suppose this is where

we bunk.

That's me, "I. Westhus..."

and this is where I live.

- I didn't know!

- Well, you know now!

Yes. Yes, of course.

- It's all right.

- Here's a bunk, Paul.

- When did we eat last?

- Don't remind me.

- I was fine until you spoke.

- Where are we anyway?

I don't know. The name on the

railroad station's been shot off.

There must be something

to eat somewhere.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll ask those fellas.

Sorry to disturb you,

Mr. Westhus.

Oh. Meet Detering. A better

farmer never lived.

- And Mr. Tjaden.

- Sit down.

You see, we haven't eaten

since breakfast.

We thought maybe you could tell us

what we ought to do about it.

Eat without further delay.

Well, what's funny

about that?

This is a bad town to bring an

appetite to, soldier.

We've been here since yesterday morning

living on baled hay and razor blades.

We're willing to buy our food.

Where's the canteen?

The only canteen in these regions

is out looking for supplies.

- Ever hear of Katczinsky?

- Who?

Katczinsky. He's uncanny.

If there's any food within 25 miles,

he'll be the one to get it.

Attention!

What's this?

Volunteers for the future

general's staff.

Sometime I'm gonna take one of

you volunteers apart...

and find out what makes you leave

school and join the army.

At ease. This is no

parade ground.

- Hungry?

- Yes.

Wait! Wait a minute!

That's no invitation.

- Can you pay?

- Yeah, sure.

I have some money.

No, not money. That's just

pieces of paper.

Have you got any cigarettes,

cigars...

- Or soap, cognac...

- Yeah.

- Chewing tobacco?

- Yeah, yeah.

Kat!

Are you crazy? There ain't

enough here for us.

I wish you three would get

bumped off.

I'm tired of feeding ya

for nothing.

Bring everything you got.

- I'm so hungry...

- I'd be glad to give you...

- Come on!

- Is this enough, sir?

Kat!

- You've got the wiring detail tonight.

- Where?

- Past the graveyard.

- With this bunch?

It's quiet tonight. You can teach them

a couple of things.

Thanks. I'd rather

do it alone.

Rate this script:4.0 / 1 vote