Day After Day Page #3

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What are you doing here?

Your mother.

May I drink?

My mother called you|and told you to come here?

Want some water?

Why does my mother|call you all the time?

She doesn't.

She's my patient, that's all.

I'm in bad shape, right?|- Very bad...

I know, I can feel it.

Lie down.

Fear... of hypertension.

Take that off, please.

It's an illness you can|live with for many years.

What do you mean?

Deep breath.

It means that it's an illness|you mustn't neglect.

I'm not neglecting it.

I don't mean you.|I mean the illness.

Why do you...|left side, please.

Carry everything on your shoulders?

Breathe.

Yes, all right.|Sit up.

Would you tell me what I've got?

There could be many reasons.

Bad nutrition,

lack of exercise,

fatigue, fatigue...

Heredity. - Heredity?

You know, every sick person

was healthy before getting sick.

Just a minute, mom.|I know it's you.

Do me a favor.

May I get dressed?

Tell her everything's fine,|okay?

But everything is fine.

You're just saying that|to make me feel better.

What exactly do you want?

Tests?

A complete checkup?|Epiridamol...

Right face.

Right face!

March! Left, right, left, right...

left, right, left, right...

Mark time! Left, right...

Parade rest.

Sergeant, sergeant!

You again?|- Look, here's an order...

Don't move!|Back to your place.

I'm forbidden any efforts.

They haven't found out|what's wrong yet, exactly,

but I think it's hypertension

and if I continue|I might get a stroke

and then I'll be of no use|to you at all, see?

When have you ever been|of any use?

Go to the infirmary,|rest there until I check this out.

My doctor gave me this.|I'm not making it up.

Back to your place!|I'll check it out later.

Back to your place!|- Can we have some water?

Not now!|- We're drying up here!

Just some water!

No drinking now.|Carry on.

We're drying up here.|- Just a little water.

You can drink later.|Let's continue.

Mark time, left, right, left...

We're dehydrated.|Left, right...

Let us have a drink! We've been|in the sun for half an hour!

Shut up!|- Okay, I'll shut up!

I'll decide when you drink.|- Okay, you'll decide,

but get on with it, will you?

The more you talk,|the longer it'll be.

About-face!|- What...?

Not a word!

March! Left, right, left.

Mark time. Left, right, left.

Parade, rest.

Ten minute break.|Go drink and get back here.

Thank you very much.

About time!

What are you doing?|Get up!

Weapons at 60 degrees.|- Having fun, Jules?

Sixty degrees!

Magazines in!

On the ground!

Ten rounds each at the target

at will...

fire.

Whoever's done,|raise your right leg.

Sergeant.

I can't...|I can't fire any more.

Mussa.|- I have hypertension.

Mussa, run over|and check out the targets.

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