:19:01
You been, have you?
:19:01
Yeah, five years, Manchester.
:19:04
Staring at the poxy rain
through prison bars.
:19:06
What d'you get put down for?
:19:08
Fightin' the Brits.
:19:12
Murderer...
Murderer of a free nation.
:19:20
Are you all right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
:19:29
There's all sorts here...
:19:30
French, German, Yanks,
Spanish of course,
:19:33
and a Scot by the name of Jimmy.
:19:35
All good lads.
:19:36
The front line doesn't seem to move.
:19:38
We watch the fascists,
and they watch us.
:19:41
Lots of hanging about
waitin' for something to happen.
:19:43
Digging trenches,
going out on patrol, sentry duty.
:19:47
But worst of all is the lice.
:19:49
They're worse
than the nits back home.
:19:51
They send you mad. They lay their
eggs in the lining of your trousers
:19:53
and you can't get rid of 'em.
:19:54
You're forever scratching.
:19:56
The food's not great...
:19:57
it's usually bread and beans
which gives us all a problem...
:20:00
I could murder
some cabbage and ribs.
:20:02
The local women do the cooking.
:20:04
It's strange to see
women in the trenches
:20:06
fighting alongside the men.
:20:08
But no need to worry, Kit,
:20:09
none of them
could hold a candle to you.
:20:17
Max...
:20:19
You know what we said the other day
when we came down...
:20:21
about Blanca being a whore.
You know, a prostitute.
:20:24
Who? Who?
:20:26
Who?
:20:28
You said that Blanca was
a prostitute - a whore!
:20:31
Yeah, yeah. Sure.
:20:34
Good one.
:20:35
Good one?
:20:36
Good one!
:20:38
Yeah!
:20:39
Yours are winding me up.
:20:40
Everybody knows... except you.
:20:44
Maite...?
:20:46
True.
:20:48
You know, David, Blanca has told me
some stories...
:20:52
crazy ones. Hard life...
:20:55
Hard life... hard one!
:20:58
In fact, Jose can tell you,
you know.