1:41:00
There, where you are. Sheer hell!
1:41:02
The poor chap legs it for
where the shelling's lightest.
1:41:05
Straight to the Bulgars!
1:41:18
Is it far to go?
1:41:20
The worst is over.
1:41:21
I may be imagining things...
It still smells of gunpowder, no?
1:41:27
The Bulgar patrols came this far.
1:41:30
Maybe the kid was taken.
1:41:32
A simple prisoner!
1:41:35
He never said that.
1:41:37
Chauchat cartridge...
1:41:40
I finished off a few in these parts!
1:41:43
With grenades.
We made a nice hash of 'em!
1:41:47
Here. A great big Bulgar...
1:41:49
Holding his guts'
hands full of blood and shit...
1:41:53
I shot him point-blank.
Out of pity!
1:41:59
Your darkies really had
several wives?
1:42:02
Polygamous, yes.
1:42:04
They're simple folk who do
in full view what we conceal.
1:42:08
I'm for starting a fad!
1:42:11
Still, it's a bit shocking, no?
1:42:14
You get used to it.
1:42:15
How right we were to go there!
1:42:18
To teach 'em prudery?
1:42:19
No, to cure them.
Shots. Against syphilis.
1:42:27
The peasants are home again.
1:42:30
Smoke in the chimneys...
1:42:32
Life goes on.
1:42:34
Not for everyone.
1:42:37
True enough, Captain.
1:42:41
An hour's march...
1:42:43
Erlane's scared shitless.
It's a moonless night - I checked.
1:42:48
There's still some shooting.
He doesn't know the sector.
1:42:51
If you're bushed'
imagine his fatigue!
1:42:54
Stumbling, half dead...
1:42:56
He sees a helmet'
raises his hands: "me prizonir"!