Lotna Page #5

---

Gather the people.

- Where's Lotna?

- In the barn. Scared like a child.

- What about the injured?

- We'll leave them.

- To Germans?

- And how will you take them?

- We're not going to our quarters.

- What will happen to them?

- People will take care of them.

- There's nobody here.

- Is it getting closer?

- If it gets quiet - they're coming.

- What about us?

- You're staying.

- People will help you. You'll live.

- But he's taking her with him.

One hasn't cooled yet,

another one's waiting.

- She's on heat, b*tch.

- Quiet! You are uhlans!

Go! Don't wait!

You have your Lotna.

Thank you, uhlans.

You did your duty...

as soldiers very well.

For Our Country, lieutenant.

Whom shall we give it back to?

You'll give it back,

when the regiment forms anew.

It's our turn, lieutenant.

- You go first, Laton.

- Why?

I'll break through on Lotna.

- Are you up yet?

- What bread, boys!

It'll do you good.

I'd die for you... my boys.

My son has also gone to war.

Maybe somebody we'll help him too.

Boys!

Did you see

a lieutenant on a white horse?

No. Get lost.

- Where's the frontier?

- By the windmill.

Close. You'll even manage on foot.

Stop or I'll shoot!

Laton!

What have you done with the horse?!

Stay away from the horse or I'll shoot

you! You stole her from me!

I know it well!

You put it to death!

Stay away from the horse!

You wasted the horse

and now you want the widow!

Attention, sergeant!

Lieutenant...

Give it to me, sir. I'll do it.

Text:
Adam Zdrodowski.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes