Aleksandra Page #3

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You're not allowed to be here.

I'm not asking your opinion.

Do you hear?

What is it?

Keep quiet.

Don't say anything.

"Keep quiet."

You're not hypnotizing him, are you?!.

Sit up straight.

You're a bit silly, you are...

Stop it!

What are you looking at?

Why are you staring at me?

It's my duty.

It's his duty.

Absolutely.

Yeah, sure...

Soldier, what are you doing?

I can do it, too!

- Stop playing with your weapon!

- Sania, look!

Do you hear me?

It hurts my arms...

- Do you have anything to eat?

- Sure.

Just let me find it for you.

Do you like meat pie?

- I want one, too!

- Here.

Thank you.

- What's in them?

- A bit of everything: meat...

Hungry, weren't you?

Is it tasty?

Good.

Where are you going?

Sania, look!

There's nowhere to go...

You were hungry...

Are you badly fed?

We're very well fed.

The enemy...

never sleeps.

Aren't you scared?

- And you?

- I am.

Do you get homesick?

- No.

- No?

I thought you were from here.

I thought I was dead.

Then, I realized you weren't.

- I wasn't going to kill you?

- No.

I'm not homesick.

Back home in Russia,

the women are mean.

Why are they mean?

You watch too much TV.

The women are glued to it.

And they envy the people on TV.

They just think of money, right?

What else?

Well, the Fatherland!

- What Fatherland?

- What?

This Fatherland?

What Fatherland?

Boys, boys... I'm tired.

We need to rest.

I'm going to sit down.

It's dirty!

It doesn't matter.

The stool is old.

Never mind.

You can't stay on that stool!

-You're gonna fall over, Grandma!

- No, I won't... Grandad!

Sania, go back to your sentry box.

Back to your post.

Great! I'm going.

Keep an eye on her.

Go on.

Virgin Mary,

save us, poor sinners...

Open the gate!

Go on!

Hold it back!

I'll go back.

- Take care.

-Thank you.

Alexandra Nikolaevna!

- Is that right?

- Quite right.

Why are you wandering around?

- Are you properly settled in?

-Yes, just fine.

I'm walking around,

talking to the soldiers...

-What do they tell you?

- Don't worry, they don't complain.

Last night,

you were in the minefield.

Please come into my office.

This way.Through here.

Don't get up.

Come on in!

Stay there.

Don't get up.

- Let them sleep.

- Move your socks.

Leave them be.

It's stifling in here.

They were clearing mines.

They should have a wash!

Is there no other place to sit down?

Keep going.

Usually, there's almost no-one here.

It's my fault.

- It's hot.

- Come over here.

-Who are you?

-The unit commander.

Let's go.

- You can sit here.

- Here?

Well, alright.

- What's this?

-The men's wash area.

Really?

- Is my Denis in your unit?

- Kazakov?

Yes. It's usually girls

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