In Love and War

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by new line home video

Agnes:

nurses came from all over

the United States as well,

and I was one of them

and as eager for adventure

as the college boys

who volunteered.

I didn't know it

at the time,

but the choices I made in

northern Italy that summer

would affect

the rest of my life.

[Parade music]

[Cheering]

[Klaxon horn honking]

May I?

Thanks, Harry.

You're a great driver.

Anytime.

Allow me.

Thanks, Harry.

Whew.

I'm sorry about

the bumpy road there,

miss Von kurowsky.

Oh, Harry,

I'm sure in time

my derriere will learn

to forgive you.

Posso?

Oh, si, grazie.

Prego.

Oh.

Don't forget

about our date

for ice cream.

Well, you know

where I am.

We're here to do a job,

remember?

[Speaking Italian]

Boy:
la signora

a un Angelo?

Buon giorno.

Sei un Angelo?

He thinks you angel

from heaven.

Well, tell him we're just

nurses arrived from America.

Mac?

Yeah?

I have to find

the bathroom.

Grazie. grazie.

Come along, girls,

it's time we were finding

our quarters.

De long:
This is where

we will live and work.

I don't know.

Looks more like

a nunnery to me.

Very observant,

miss MacDonald.

That's exactly

what it was

and exactly

how it will stay.

Now, if you will

all follow me,

let it be

clearly understood

that any nurse

caught fraternizing

with the patients

will be sent home

immediately.

You have no idea.

What?

You have to stand

with your legs like this.

How do they expect you

to make it from that sort

of distance?

[Giggling]

[Officer

counting out march]

They look great,

don't they?

Look at it

this way:

We sure won't have

to worry about spending

our huge paychecks

'cause there

ain't no place

to spend 'em.

I thought

we were gonna be

in some sort

of city.

Looks like anyone

under 50

is just passing

through.

We go where

we're sent, Rosie.

I'm just glad

we're so close

to the front.

Oh, not close enough

for me.

Yeah, well,

if the Italians get

pushed back again, ag,

you'll soon

have your wish.

Buona sera, signorine.

Benvenute nella nostra

piccole cittadine.

The language is definitely

gonna be a problem here.

But these Italian gents

sure are gallant,

aren't they?

Even the old coots.

Do you know

what I read once?

That Italian men

respect their wives.

They spoil

their mistresses.

Aggie.

But the only women

they ever really love

are their mamas.

[Laughter]

[Men screaming]

Man:
mama!

[Men yelling]

Man:
attacco!

[Gunshots]

[Machine gun fire]

Attacco!

Man:
help me.

Help me, someone.

[Groaning] help...

[Moaning]

[Whistlithe caissons

go rolling along]

Over hill

over Dale

as we hit

the dusty trail

and those caissons

go rolling along

Hi, Jimmy!

Jimmy:

hey, hey, Ernie!

Where's birdseed?

Burnside. he's in there.

But you really shouldn't--

I didn't come

all this way

to wait tables

behind the lines.

Not why I signed up.

Don't know about you.

Oh, I don't know.

Always play the hand

you're dealt.

That's my motto.

Yeah, well, remind me

to look you up

when I want a good game

of old maid. Watch this.

Sir, lieutenant

Ernest Hemingway

requesting a change

of assignment.

I wasn't aware

lieutenant Hemingway

reported for duty yet.

Sir, lieutenant Hemingway

reporting for duty

and requesting a change

of assignment.

Jimmy:
Ernie...

The answer's no.

Shall we?

Italian officer:

I am grateful

for your assistance.

Burnside:
that's why

we're here, sir.

Grazie. ci vediamo domani.

Thanks again

for coming over.

Arrivederci.

Now, young man,

if I were you,

I'd put on an apron

and start serving

some coffee.

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