:02:11
Hearts are trump.
:02:15
Yes, sir, Lieutenant.
:02:16
Onward and upward.
:02:27
This stuff`s lukewarm.
Tastes like piss.
:02:29
- You`re gonna broil in the sun.
- Butter for the fish...
:02:36
- That`s enough, Lupo.
- Have a seat.
:02:38
Excuse me, Lieutenant.
:02:40
No, you need spades, not hearts.
Play a spade.
:02:45
Onward and upward, Rollo.
:03:01
Can l dry you off?
:03:11
- And this is mine.
- No, no, no. - Why not?
:03:13
- Who won the trick?
- l did.
:03:16
Fritz, when are you going
to throw that camel piss away?
:03:19
lt`s a going-away present.
For ten marks...
:03:22
l could get you a bottle.
:03:23
For ten marks
l`d buy a palm tree...
:03:25
and plant it on your head.
:03:27
Whatever, you always
get the best cards...
:03:30
and l`m horny as hell.
:03:32
l told you to leave him
at the hospital, but no...
:03:35
Oh, God, sometimes l think...
:03:38
the Tommies smashed your head
instead of his.
:03:43
lt`s his last day.
Let him play.
:03:47
His wife`s sure in
for a surprise.
:03:50
Lupo!
:03:51
The doctor said
he shouldn`t drink anything.
:03:55
He`s gonna have a headache
anyway.
:03:57
Good ltalian wine.