Marcia trionfale Page #5

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What a man!

You've busted my balls!

Slut!... Slut!

SargeL . .

- Sarge!... It's raining!

- Calm down, calm down!

There's no place, don't you see

there's no place?! Enough!

Sarge!...

Don't break the lines!

Don't break the lines!

All, fall in! Move!

A- ttention!

Attention!

At ease!

Attention!

Your berets, shitty garndpas!

There's no more beefsteak!

I have only processed cheese.

- Alright, it doesn't matter.

- You're kidding!

- Give me the beefsteak, is it clear?

- It's finished. - Do you give it, or not?

Talk to the seargent,

why take it on me!?

F*** you moron!

What is it? What is it?

- There's no more beefsteak!

- Attention!

- What's the matter?

- The beefsteaks have finished, sir.

We've been left without!

The beefsteaks are numbered, if some

have taken two, what can I do?

And then? We don't eat no meat?

Hear this!

He's right!

Everyday the same thing!

We've been cheated!

Toad, you've wet me!

- What's his name? - Handsome.

- Handsome!

Handsome, tiny handsome

has onbl got a tiny pecked

He's got no mortadella today!

Now, grandpa we'll give him this meat!

Eat this beefsteak

Leave me alone, f*** you!

l'll cut open your bowels!

Shitty moron!

Hey, maffia, take the

kiss of death!

Faggots!

Silence!

Silence!

Silence my foot?!

You give us sh*t to eat,

and then you want silence!

That's a good one!

And we're all soaking wet!

What are you doing?

l'm throwing it away. l'm throwing

away my beefsteak. I do what he does.

So, it's a protest!

Take it as you wish!

You've had your beefsteak today,

didn't you?

l'll take your name down!

- Are you talking to me, or to him?

- To him!

- What...

- Name!

Paolo Passeri, but I didn't do anything,

lieutenant, sir!

- You're confined!

- Yes, sir.

This.. this... is rebellion!

A real Rebellion!

Sabotage!

Enough! An organized sabotage!

A rebellion!

You'll pay it dearly!

- Why don't you go outside?

- You'll pay it dearly!

l'll send all of you in a punishment

regiment!

Come on, go outside! Go!

Further! Further!

Cool yourself!

One, two, one, two!

Yours is a very serious case...

The report is mandatory.

You're crime is called "incitement

to insubordination"

An offence punishable with at least eight

years in a military prison.

- I... I.. swear, Captain, look I...

- Keep silent

Without mentioning all the rest...

"Up to five years imprisonment for

whoever tries to elude

drafting by simulation. "

Why don't you call your mummy?

Half-wit!

Youth without backbone!

You need a lesson.

Do you agree?

Well... yes.

Now, l'm going to hit you.

Did I hurt you?

Did it hurt you?

up!

Come, react! React!

Defend yourself!

Don't be a coward!

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