Me and the Colonel Page #4

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But, Colonel,

I have no wish to make a profit.

Take out what belongs to him.

- Put in what belongs to us.

- Yes, sir.

Perhaps I did not

make myself clear, Colonel.

I bought this automobile for us.

You insist in using this

intimate pronoun "us"?

- I am on a military mission.

- I have every reason to wish it success.

I won't interfere, I assure you.

He refuses to understand.

I understand perfectly.

The Colonel does not like Jews.

He cannot help that.

That's the way he was brought up.

I am Jewish. I cannot help that.

That's the way I was brought up.

But what has that to do with

our escaping together in this automobile?

Evidently you do not mind

to travel with somebody like me.

You're very tolerant.

- I can't afford not to be tolerant.

- I can.

- Be careful with my vodka.

- Yes, sir.

But, Colonel, you can't leave

Monsieur Jacobowsky stranded here.

Not my problem.

Szabuniewicz!

You have compensation order?

Yes, sir.

How will you get across the border,

without an automobile, without a visa?

My dear Madame Bouffier,

when you take one of these,

you can cross any border,

without an automobile, without a visa.

When we've won the war, the Polish

government will honour this in Warsaw.

It will go into my estate.

Dearest Cosette, in the cathedral of my

heart, a candle will always burn for you.

You are a thief, monsieur.

You charge me 60,000 francs

for an automobile that doesn't move.

It doesn't move because,

look, there's no gasoline.

No gasoline?

No gasoline.

Then why did you sell me this automobile

when you have no gasoline?

No.

In the first place,

I did not sell you this automobile.

You confiscated it.

In the second place,

who says I have no gasoline?

You have gasoline?

Must have gasoline. Must have Jacobowsky.

Less and less I like this Jacobowsky.

This automobile is a fake.

Perhaps if you release the hand-brake.

The Colonel is an experienced motorist?

- I am a cavalry man.

- Modern cavalry is generally motorised.

In Poland, no.

It's amazing.

I heard that all the roads

leading south from Paris

were absolutely crowded with refugees.

But, look, look at this.

Very annoying.

Pardon. Pardon me, Colonel.

Pardon. Pardon me, Colonel.

Corporal, could you arrange for me

to speak to the Colonel, please?

Colonel singing, and when Colonel singing,

does not wish conversing.

But he has made a...

There has been a terrible mistake.

We should be heading south

toward Orleans.

Instead, we are heading north toward Reims.

Colonel has business in Reims.

Business?

But that's where the Germans are.

- Colonel not afraid of Germans.

- But don't you understand?

The submarine is waiting for him

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