To Live Page #3
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- 1994
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One, two, three. One, two, three.
This case is in the way!
Whose is it? Get rid of it!
Sir, it's mine.
I've got my things in it. Let me keep it.
Get it out of my sight then.
It's just a bunch of puppets.
Get rid of them! This is war!
They're not mine. It's how I make my living.
What a bloodbath.
What's that sound?
The wounded.
They're freezing.
No one's left.
Must be tens of thousands
of us trapped here.
Way to go, Chunsheng!
Take this.
- Where'd you get them?
- Off the corpses.
Which corpses?
The wounded who froze to death.
Put it on. We must survive.
Lao Quan, have a drink.
It really is booze!
Was it from some dead officer?
Chunsheng and I are lucky
to meet someone as nice as you.
We must help each other.
Besides, we're from the same town.
Lao Quan, the place is deserted.
I'm still dizzy from drinking!
What happened? No one's left?
They've all run off.
How could that be?
The Reds must be on the attack.
What?
- Shouldn't we run, too?
- Where to?
Home!
Home?
Wait right here.
Run now...
and you'll be shot.
Better to wait and become a POW.
The Reds send POWs home.
So, no running?
That's right.
You want to go home, don't run.
They won't shoot us?
Not as long as you've got your hands up.
How?
This will do the trick?
Don't reach for your waist!
Do that and you're dead.
The Reds treat POWs well.
I've been one before.
- The attack hasn't started.
- Let's put them down.
Chunsheng!
Dying like this,
their families won't even know.
Fugui...
we've got to make it back alive.
And live a good life.
Lao Quan! They're shooting!
Where did you find this coat?
- On one of the wounded.
- It's a killing field.
The coat's from my brother's unit.
- What are you doing?
- They're shooting!
What's your brother look like?
Just like me.
Lao Quan!
The enemy's secret weapon
wounded me
I gather my troops
and we run for our lives
Fengxia!
It's your daddy.
What are you doing?
Where's mommy?
I'm home.
Home.
Mother died without knowing where I was.
The day...
we sang for the Liberation Army.
Suppose I was singing for her, too.
She never shut her eyes...
kept them fixed on the door,
so sure you'd be back.
You should have written.
Written?
I never thought I'd make it back alive.
I thought of you...
all the time and worried...
how you were getting by.
The new government
paid for mother's burial...
and gave me this job, delivering water.
I'm up before dawn.
Everyone wants water.
The more I deliver, the more I earn.
It's been hard on the kids.
They never get...
a good night's sleep.
How come Fengxia can't talk?
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