Lotna Page #3

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Give it to me! They're waiting!

Watch out!

How it smells, sergeant.

Sure! It's rye!

It's rye from the first threshing.

Hurry up!

Now it's no longer

so strong, sergeant.

That's all right. I'll keep it

for a rainy day.

Here you are. But be careful.

Don't cross the path

of the newly-weds!

Bring the band.

He put on the uniform to get away.

- I can't play it.

- They'll teach you in the army.

My legs hurt.

We'll cure you, we have a vet.

You're conscripted

to the 3rd cavalry troop.

I'm a violinist in a Philharmonic,

I've never played at a wedding.

- It won't work out.

- You'll give a real show.

Why don't we have a drink?

You can drink,

but only half a shot

so as not to get drunk.

- It'll be enough for us and the girls.

- They're as tight as thimbles.

Exactly for this finger!

You're unbearable.

Here's the organist

getting the groom drunk.

He has quite a job to do!

Take my place,

I'm going to have a drink with uhlans.

Lieutenant deserter!

He won't stay! Give him a penalty drink!

Thank you.

- She's a real stunner.

- I'm so tired.

A demijohn!

Don't take your eyes off it!

Gentlemen, fresh honey!

What will happen to us?

It's getting tighter.

They've been marching since morning.

You cannot see the end.

They'll have rolled by morning,

we have our order.

Aren't you dancing?

Sit down.

There's nothing to be envious about.

You don't stroke me like a cat

and I'm not a child any more.

- I'll remember.

- I hope somebody remembers about me.

They're illuminating us.

We're being tracked.

In the morning the planes will come.

But it's not until morning.

And now it is night.

Ewa, are you happy?

Of course.

Be glad.

Tomorrow it may be too late.

Why are you sad?

I knew you are here.

- You're drunk.

- No. I'm not.

Look. What a horse!

- I'm not an expert.

- Just open your eyes.

- I don't want to.

- My life may depend on her.

- You should like her.

- I don't want to share you with anybody.

You're only mine.

I also belong to the cavalry troop.

Let's go.

Time passes very slowly,

when you wait.

For death...

No. For you.

Look, there's a war...

and I got married in a veil.

You're beautiful.

Wait.

Jerzy!

Let us have this place, sergeant.

- What has happened?

- We have injured people in our room.

- We don't have anywhere to sleep.

- I see.

Laton!

Gather the people.

Cadet with his wife are there.

Good night, lieutenant.

Germans are approaching! Run away!

Here our map ends.

Soon Poland will come to an end.

Aren't you bored

by this excess of happiness?

Be patient.

Maybe you'll get both widows.

- It's not for you!

- Will you remember me?

- Witek, I want to talk to you.

- It's not the right moment.

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