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l ran away again.

And you are here again.

Through no fault of me.

The others could not run.

l wish l had one more chance!

But l would leave alone.

Stop dreaming! Use your head!

Kraft mustn't hit you tomorrow.

When you're not able to go on,

go down!

What?

Go down?

You'll bear more than last time!

l bet.

But don't let him ruin you

completely.

- What's wrong with him?

- He is losing memory.

He is lucky.

Moss, grass... What's the use of it?

Have you forgotten?

Why do you escape then?

When my hair began falling

we were promised a blitzkrieg.

You seem to be in great shape.

Do you doubt?

l thought you had a match today.

You have a nice leotard.

You look like a human being.

How much will you stand?

One round?

Man, what an idea!

ln Schlssburg... have you been there?

A poor hotel but a perfect

chambermaid.

Komnek, help me.

l'll bet ten marks on you.

What do you say?

How much did you gain?

Well done, Willie!

Well?

lnteresting.

l hope the conditions are met.

Preliminary round!

Willie, you are expert

on human souls.

Will you have some, Commander?

The sportsman does not drink.

Cheers!

Dear Holder, the life is

unpredictable.

What about a toast

to the rival's health?

Quite witty, Doctor.

To your health!

l am burning with impatience.

Sit down. We are about to finish.

Commander forgot l was his trainer.

l beat he will stand one round.

Two rounds.

Helga, bet.

Ten marks against a day off.

What do you need a day off for?

My aunt in Schlssburg is ill.

l haven't seen her since l was born.

lt's a deal.

You are ten marks to the bad.

Shall we bet too?

Come on! What can you win here?

Let's begin!

Kraft is to attack!

Left... right... missed!

Another Kraft's attack!

Komnek jumped aside, Kraft loses

his balance.

Komnek could have used

the situation.

He has not. Strange!

Kraft attacks enthusiastically,

all his punches are a miss, though.

Perhaps he drank too much.

The convict may have a more

accurate eye.

Who knows!

This is broadcasting of the Reich,

Berlin!

We broadcast the first round

of the box match Kraft - Komnek.

Komnek has just been hit!

Willie, it looks badly, my friend!

Your poor aunt will stay alone tonight!

Other punches hit Komnek!

He defends himself clinching.

Ladies and gentlemen, a rare view!

The commander and convict hugging

like father and son!

Break!

Bell! Pause!

Walter, you are fantastic!

Get out!

l don't need it.

Lemonade, sweets, chocolate...

Second round!

Carefully, Commander!

One, two, three... seven, eight...

Box!

Break!

One, two, three, four...

Get up!

... five, six, seven, eight...

You won the bet.

You are making progress.

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