Forbidden Ground Page #5

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You said it yourself.

- No, Grace.

- Eve, please.

You have to do this for me.

l'm not a doctor. l'm not trained for this.

There's no one else.

l know what l'm asking of you.

But this isn't about me.

l couldn't bear it if Arthur arrived home

to more pain than he endured out there.

And how much pain would you cause him

if you were to die?

Would your fiance still have you

if you were carrying another man's child?

Do you have a picture of him?

Your husband?

l hope he's worth it, Grace.

That's a hell of a thing

you did for me, sir.

All three of us

are getting out of here, Private.

Aye, sir.

Sir, l mean no disrespect,

but l can't help thinking

there's something you're not telling me.

And what makes you say that?

Every chance you get

you're looking at your watch.

Whatever it is, l can handle it.

Tell him, Arthur.

All right, then.

We failed in taking the trenches back.

So at 21:
00 hours, the big boys

will be smashing these lines again.

Hard.

21:
00?

20 minutes.

We're close, sir. We can make it.

There's a medic's kit caught

in the barbed wire not ten yards away.

lf we can patch him up,

we might have a chance.

All right. lt's worth a shot.

Cover me.

- Are you ready?

- Yes.

All right.

[c*cks gun]

[breathes heavily]

[wire snaps]

[c*cks gun]

[Wilkins pants]

[sighs]

[in German]

[c*cks gun]

[grunts]

[gunshot]

[pants] Well done.

[sniffs]

Sir?

Our boys must know we're out here, right?

They'll stop the bombing.

l mean... they'll have to.

l think it's safe to assume

they have no idea.

When the bombardment starts,

we'll make a run for it.

l think he'll have a better chance

of making it if we stick together.

Sir...

He'll make it.

What if it were Frankie lying here, sir?

Would you still be

risking our lives for him?

You think because the man

has his eyes closed he can't hear you?

He's 100 times the man you are!

The only reason he's here dying is

because he had the courage to do his duty.

The man was...

The man is a hero

and he's coming home with us.

[Wilkins sniffs]

l understand that, sir,

but we're running out of time.

And if what you're saying is true,

that no one knows we're out here,

then when the big boys

blast this place to hell,

we'll all be dead in seconds.

Then that's the way it's going to be.

End of discussion.

No, sir.

That's not how it's going to be.

l can go and get help.

l'll bring the cavalry back, sir.

l promise.

O'Leary! No!

They'll snipe us, sir.

They won't know he's one of us.

[pants]

l'm lrish!

[explosion]

Don't shoot!

[pants]

[explosions and gunfire]

[shouts] l'm lrish!

l'm lrish!

- l don't think so, Fritz.

- Wait!

He's one of ours.

Damn fool!

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