:50:07
- You know who he looks like?
- No...
:50:10
- (Toliver) Shove it out, Bernstein.
- I'll take over.
:50:13
All right, sir, go out there
and draw some lead.
:50:24
- Do you see him?
- Yeah, but not enough.
:50:29
- What does he look like?
- A man.
:50:31
Them cruddy Krauts.
:50:35
- A little more, Bernstein.
- More?
:50:38
Come on, Bernstein.
:50:53
Wow!
:50:57
No more bats in that belfry.
:51:00
- I swear, Toliver, that was shootin'!
- Just like pluckin' possum.
:51:05
Toliver!
:51:07
Get away from that hole.
:51:11
Them cruddy Krauts.
:51:17
They shoot until you're on top of them.
Then they run out.
:51:20
"Kamerad. Give me Zigaretten. "
:51:23
The trouble with you, Ricks,
is you're bitter.
:51:25
Sure. I hate them cruddy Krauts,
if that's what you mean.
:51:29
- Probably no more than they hate you.
- Me?
:51:31
- Why should they hate me?
- Cos you're the enemy.
:51:34
What do you mean? l'm an American,
for crying out loud! They're the enemy.
:51:39
Abramowitz. Jacob R Abramowitz.
:51:42
He's got O-type blood.
:51:46
That's a fine, cruddy note,
calling me the enemy.
:51:49
What do you think you are?
An exchange student?
:51:53
How could l be the enemy?
:51:55
- Ricks!
- Yes, sir?