Alba Regia Page #4

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this morning and hanged.

He is hanging on the main square,

with a sign to inform everyone,

This is what happens to murderers!

I think, it's about time to reconsider

your thoughts about neutrality!

Doctor!

Major! Thank you for your visit!

Thank you, doctor!

You can go now!

I'm glad you came through! Giving

the right answers, not taking the blame!

- Yes. Konrad!

- Yes!

You're a doctor first and foremost

and not a soldier!

Tell me, but honestly!

- How many Russian wounded have you

killed so far? - I don't understand.

- Can you believe that a doctor would...

- Do you want a Viennese cigarette?

My wife sent them.

I don't understand these things anymore.

I've been a soldier for 5 years now!

The longer I stay a soldier,

the less I become a doctor.

So, just go! Have a rest!

The hospital will be here tomorrow!

Good bye!

- Have they left? - They have.

They found everything in order.

- Just like that?

- Yes.

Do you love her?

Come in or you'll be frozen!

- How old are you?

- 24.

How long have you been a soldier?

- For 3 years.

- What did you do before?

Are you interrogating me?

Not at all.

I'd just like to know

what is necessary

to live under the same roof

with you for some time.

- What kind of doctor are you?

- Well?

You mean? I'm a surgeon.

- Why do you have an electrocardiograph?

- I was interested in it.

I didn't have to pay for it all at once.

I hardly ever use it. How long

do you want to stay here?

- Not for long.

- And where will you go from here?

- To Berlin.

- Do you have friends there as well?

Enemies only.

I won't stay at home too much.

I won't disturb you.

Whatever you find,

just use as you wish.

If you're tired, you can lie down.

You don't have to worry about me,

because I...

well, I mean...

I won't abuse the situation.

Do you understand?

I do.

You don't have to worry either,

as I won't abuse the situation either.

- What do you mean?

- The same as you.

- Diagnosis?

- Appendicitis.

- What?

- Appendicitis.

It's unbelievable!

What is this civilian tempo, my son?

In the fourth year of fighting?

A soldier armed to the teeth

in the middle of the war,

and he falls into bed

with appendicitis?

Put him to sleep!

Know what? I'll operate on you

with my eyes closed as punishment!

I can't bear to look on such

a horrid sight!

Amputation of the leg or a lung-shot!

That's something!

But appendicitis?

Ready?

- Ready?

- Ready.

I wish we'd never have to perform

a more complicated surgery!

Of course in the very last moment...

Not this French spoon!

This is almost as bad as a stomach-shot!

But the bullet comes from inside,

not the outside.

Wipe down the blood, Sister!

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