Westfront 1918 Page #4

To whom are you writing?

I'm writing to mother.

You blockhead.

Dear homeland, all hail.

In the distance, all hail you.

All hail from afar.

Dear homeland, all hail.

Next shift to the sap-trench.

Come on. Quick!

A grenade, take cover!

Watch out!

Comrades!

Christ, they hit Fritz.

Ambulance.

Children, we get five of them

back. Hurry up!

The gas!

I've got to leave at 10:30

then I'll just about make it.

There's some coffee left.

I can get it refilled on the way.

You seem happy...

Yes, I really look forward

to that trench.

In three minutes.

To the student and the other

comrades...

Funny, isn't it?

I guess if you are together for

so long in that ditch...

Forgive me.

Sometimes I'm surprised myself.

You have behaved just like

you were made of stone.

That I have been so damn lucky.

If you had told me off at least.

Can you fasten it?

But I can't talk to you about it.

Now, we are set again for

the trench.

Now...

Good-bye.

Are you leaving like this

what can I do?

I'm a human being.

I'm your wife!

Leave it...

It's got to be.

You can't go like this!

There's no time.

Don't cry, it's no use.

Come, come, come.

They should be grateful to us.

If this continues,

there won't be a soul left

in two weeks.

Don't go, wait!

What's the matter with you, girl?

I don't want to leave.

I don't want to go away.

Where is my friend, the student?

Yes, I tell him. Let's go.

Tell him... I'm Bayaume.

I wait for Monsieur Otto.

He must write, tell him.

Bayaume.

You understand?

To the depot.

Since midnight

heavy devastating fire

on the whole section.

One moment, Major.

Where are they shooting at now?

- To the back, lieuntenant.

- To the back, Major.

Yes!

It's none of your business.

They are trasmitting over

the entire division quarters.

That doesn't matter if these

gentlemen get their share.

Karl is back!

Hello, you look very smart.

How was it at home?

- How should it have been?

- That's very nice of you

to have come back just when

this mess starts again.

- Is the lieutenant here?

- On the phone.

Since when are you in trouble?

Third day.

Yes, Major.

Major, I repeat.

All the information confirm

our assumption

that the enemy will assume

the offensive this morning.

Yes, Sir.

Do you hear?

That's fine with me.

We fire right to the back

let them have it.

The General himself?

At your orders, General!

If I'm alone in the dug-out?

Straight away!

Make a move.

- Hello August.

- Hi Karl.

No, no. Later.

Where's the student?

Heads down!

Where's the student?

Out there.

Since when?

Since last week.

That's him!

No, that's a Frenchman.

Listen how he screams.

He has been screaming like

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