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that cottage up there is all I have.

- We should follow their request.

- We most certainly will not.

We have to, Jakob.

They have clearly shown us what

the consequences are if we disobey.

Veith, they want something from us!

That's the only real advantage we have.

Fourth Day

Fifth Day

So, that's that.

That's that.

Then.. all we need now is...

- Well?

- Yes, I know, Veith!

Bait.

Screw all of you, you morons!

You wimps!

Screw all your tiny, shrivelled...

You think I'm not prepared for that, huh?

I can't wait for it to happen!

Shh! We don't want to harm you,

we just need your help!

If you can't get it up,

I won't be of much help!

Untie me, you fucks!

We shouldn't go too far away from her.

Our chance for heroics has

passed tonight, Jakob.

Come on! Hit me! Then you can

feel like real men again, huh?

You a**holes!

What's keeping you?

Huh, little Prussian?

Are you jerking off?

Just you wait until I free myself!

I'll smash your dimwit brains in!

You freaks!

So? What's happening?

Are you scared?

Did a woman screw you up?

Help!

It stopped.

A trick!

Jakob!... Jakob, we won't find her!

It was too early. Too early, damn it!

Let it go! We've lost her.

What have we done?

You know what? Drop dead!

Whatever you want with me,

you f***ing animal.

You can't be worse than those

jerks in the tavern...

You impotent, dumb... Elephant!

Sixth Day

My brother is not here.

He is visiting a patient.

Could I come in for a while?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

Have a seat.

I don't really know why I'm here.

- Maybe I'd better leave.

- No, stay.

There must've been

a reason for your visit.

I cannot get rid of the war.

Because of your memories?

Yes.

But it's...

But it's mainly...

This anger.

In no time at all, they started

a victory parade.

They tap you on the shoulder, everybody

burns their blood-stained clothes,

and they let you go.

So you leave, go someplace, anywhere.

You don't know where to go.

Someone says:
You'll get money somewhere.

You join a comrade, simply tag along,

it's what you're used to.

But then...

Once you stopped walking...

When you lay down...

It comes to you.

You feel it in your bones.

You're not here.

You're still back there.

War is all around you.

For a while, there was this relief. The

good times are supposed to start now.

Everyone is singing.

Now we can go back.

Now everything is gonna be allright.

But how do you go back?

How do you stop?

I don't know where I'm supposed to go.

So you just stay here, for now.

Everything is quiet and simple here.

Very quiet, believe me.

Boring, really...

if it wasn't for the war.

So, who knows?

If everything you went through

was so loud and cruel,

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