March or Die Page #2

the Foreign Legion, Captain.

Major Foster is a hero of the war.

I'm afraid there are no heroes in war,

only survivors.

Come on, Major, remained be modest with us.

"Modest"?

I took 8,000 men with me.

I came back with 200.

I think I've earned my modesty.

No, thank you.

Are you ill, madame?

You are going to excavate in Morocco,

is that correct?

Yes.

Grave-robbing, actually.

That's what I call it where I'm from.

We are in the grave business, aren't we?

I mean, you dig them up, and I fill them in.

What you call "grave-robbring," Major,

is the search of our classical heritage.

That is the secrets of our forefathers.

I am much more interested in

the living rather than the dead.

Life isn't easy thing to make, isn't it?

Any Arab peasant girl can do it.

But to created a piece of art

that enriches life is difficult.

Interesting substitution.

I would like to see you to porpose

that to the widows of my battalion.

Excuse me.

I could use a drink.

God, I wish we could

traveling first class.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

May I've the drink, please?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

This way, monsieur.

May I've this dance, madame?

I don't dance with strangers.

- I'm not stranger.

- No?

I'm Marco.

I'll be happy if you accept this.

They were my mother's.

- Please.

- Hey, gypsy, another bottle.

Excuse me.

Waiter?

Thank you.

Catch up!

Hold it!

I like an explanation, mister.

What do you doing in the first class section?

I was thirsty.

I thought I get myself something to drink.

I seeing.

What's your name?

Marco.

They call me "the Gypsy."

Marco, the Gypsy.

What this stuff?

- Sure.

- I see.

Sergeant, get Mr. Marco a drink, please.

What do you think of the Legion, Mr. Marco?

I don't know much about it.

Sir.

Sir.

Thank you.

Sergeant, Mr. Marco's glass is empty.

Drink.

The Legion...

is the most disciplined army in the world!

In the world, Mr. Marco.

Have another drink.

And giving you a lesson in discipline,

Mr. Marco.

That's it enough, Major.

That's okay.

Drink, Mr. Marco.

That's an order.

Dismiss!

My pearls, Henri.

Where are my pearls?

All right, Sybil, their's somewhere.

Are these yours? I found them on the deck.

Thank you, madame. Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Why aren't you wearing my mother's pearls?

Your mother claimed them on the boat.

What else can you do besides

steal and climb like a monkey?

I read palms. I'm part gypsy.

So, what do you read?

A drastic change in your way of living.

For the better, of course.

You could've say that to anyone.

Yeah, but could I tell you,

should we meet again?

Where did you see that?

I didn't see it.

I felt it.

Now I'm certain.

Keep them.

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