1:45:09
- Mother?
- (Woman) Here I am, Paul. Here I am.
1:45:15
Mother's ill.
1:45:33
- Are you wounded?
- No, Mother. I got leave.
1:45:36
(Relieved Sigh)
1:45:41
(Sobbing)
1:45:44
Here I am cryin'
instead of being glad.
1:45:49
Anna, get down
the jar of blackberries.
1:45:53
You still like them,
don't you?
1:45:56
Yes, Mother. I haven't had any
for a long time.
1:46:03
We might almost have known
you were coming.
1:46:06
- I'm making potato cakes.
- (Mother) Don"t let them burn.
1:46:10
Paul... sit down...
1:46:14
beside me.
1:46:20
My Paul.
1:46:24
My baby.
1:46:28
I almost forgot, Mother.
I've got some little presents for you.
1:46:47
Look, Mother.
Bread, sausage and rice.
1:46:50
- Paul, you've been starving yourself.
- Hmm-mm.
1:46:53
Hadn't I better go
and tell Father Paul's home?
1:46:57
- Paul could watch
the things on the stove.
- No, I'm getting up.