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HOW I UNLEASHED THE SECOND WORLD WAR

part II - "IN SEARCH OF ARMS"

Your march will be long but it is nothing

The sun will dry your face while you walk

Count your last three bullets

And you know that you won't miss the target

The roses are red, the lilac is white

No one complains though the time is hard

We shall pass the hills and drink cold water

For our field kitchen vanished in the fog

Who would worry that the road is full of dust

Wet from rain or white from snow

We shall pass the hills and drink cold water

Which after battle has the taste of wine

The roses are red, the lilac is white

You'll come where you want, though the time is hard.

Light on the starboard!

That's too much!

- Watch it! - All right!

- SOS signals on starboard, Captain! - Lim coming!

- Steer towards those lights! - Aye, aye, Sir, towards the lights!

Two life boats with wrecked, Captain!

- Damn it, just now! Lieutenant Martineau. - Yes, Sir.

Don't let your men show on the board.

And better put on civilian clothes.

If eventually we join the British, it would be better they don't know too much.

Who is this man?

- Rascals! They destroyed a neutral ship! - What kind of ship?

Yugoslavian. May I introduce myself. Captain Dimo Stoyadinovich.

And you had no radio?

You're not neutral since one hour...

What is the matter with him?

A shock, as always is such cases...

Put away this syringe.

I'm fit as a fiddle.

I was pretending...

It is not a Yugoslav,

he speaks different language.

It's me who sunk their ship.

The ship! Me!

There was a damned lever in the engine room near the boiler!

I leaned against it and suddenly... I heard a detonation... trrr... psss and booms...

You must hide me!

If you betray my secret, the bearded captain will

- zig, zig me... - Of course, he will... oui...

I didn't push myself into the navy.

I am an infantry man.

I want to fight against Hitler! And not to put coal into the boiler!

With Hitler, you understand? Tra-ta-ta-ta-ta!!! Tra-ta-ta-ta-ta...

He want to fight against Hitler. I'm sure he is a Pole!

If he wants to shoot, I can take him!

I don't want to hear anything. I must direct my ship to Beyrouth! And that's all

We won't deliver you to the bearded man...

- Bearded man... no... - Non?

Non.

I was sure I could rely on you.

We should not give him to this hangman...

I don't feel pity for Poles. It's them who unleashed the war for their Danzig.

Nobody is going to find me here.

Put him in with the other!

It must be some mistake, gentlemen! I don't care a damn bit for such a help

- My bearded man was better than you! - Shut up!

Traitors!

You've no right to lock me!

Shut up! I've got already guys like you! They haven't been satisfied too.

I told you not to get on the deck!

You speak to a captain, bloody fool!

Where is your captain?

He is sleeping and he asked not to worry him!

- And our Pole? - Unfortunately...

Fifty one, fifty two, fifty three, fifty four...

Sabattier, Mailard, Jean Petit, Pellegrini...

I'm not at all Ptit. It's not my real name!

- What did he say? - Gentlemen, I...

Poor little boy, he would like to go to his mother...

Yes, good.

Attention!

Since this moment, we do not care for your real names,

nor for what you've done up to now.

We don't care for your nationality.

From now on you are soldiers of the Foreign Legion

and you will have the honour to fight for the "Grandeur de la France"!

- Keep away, old boy. - Vive la France!

To the cars!

Get in quickly!

You'll get your uniforms and weapon in the barrack.

What are you waiting for? Hurry up! Hurry up!

Good gracious! You are quite young! You must be a schoolboy, eh?

Leave him, leave him, we shall see it later.

A Pole?

I thought so at once.

Thank you.

Merci...

He got drunk, as usually.

The situation is serious, captain. The Fourth Company starts to rebel again.

We must do something.

You know what Brillat-Savarin has told?

I know one thing, captain...

if nothing is done to improve this damned grub,

even a division of military police won't help.

Without a good cuisine

there is no grander of France...

What a bloody mob!

They have sent fifteen men only...

from reinforcements. And they are all without training.

They're sending us outcasts... The devil take them!

Hey, you bloody gang... you the scum of civilisation!

Should it be not for the Mother Legion who saved your skulls,

you would be left starving in the cage...

They have opened before you the glorious path to the grandeur,

under the glorious command of Marshal Petain, but...

...they did not learn you

how to pitch in national cans...

It's not them, captain, but the new ones.

New ones, good! I'm sorry.

- Well... excellent... who knows cooking? - Let me speak at last!

- Oh, ca va... okay... - Ca va?

I like the oriental food and oriental cuisine very much...

Good gracious!

What shall we do with the fourth company, captain?

It's one. I found them a new cook. Give them this damned Turk

and let's forget about.

- It's a Pole, Captain. - The better.

He will make them his chachliks, or devil knows what...

Take them and let them put on the uniforms, but hurry up!

Attention! Turn right! March forward!

And you, you next time...

better hold your tongue.

- Better be careful here! - Brother, dear compatriot!

They forced me to join the Legion! I wanted to join my Army, the Polish Army!

No, didn't I tell you to hold your tongue?

Shut up, or you'll go to jail!

Good gracious!

What a brothel!

Like at my brother-in-law place after wedding party!

You've a glorious good time here!

Put everything in order and start cooking.

What? I a cook? Are you crazy?

I don't even know how to boil an egg, comrade!

But it's you who came here, so do your job. By the way, I'm not your comrade.

- I'm a Sergeant Kiedros. Compri? - Yes, Sergeant.

- You must say:"Oui, mon adjutant"... - Oui... mon adjutant...

bloody kicker... whom are you speaking to?

Sergeant!

Mr. Sergeant... dear...

beloved, oui mon adjutant...

Iook... there... there is a boot in the boiler... a real boot.

Hide it... and give it to the cook as soon as he is back from the hospital...

I don't want to be a cook... take me away... do something...

It's you who wanted to enlist in the Legion!

Hey you... you don't like soup...

Hey you! This basket will do! Get in!

Okay! Good!

Listen, Kiedros, try to avoid brawls with the Arabs... We have enough enemies.

For instance the British... If they won't sell, come back at once.

And above all, don't forget...

Do you think...

I joined the Legion voluntarily? They took me by force from the ship!

By force? And just to this damned fort? The worst in Syria?

It all happened because of a German guy in the Legion.

I hit him quite by accident...

Get up!

Did you keep him really?

Sure! He fell down with his legs up!

You fool, you spoiled me everything.

Since three months they eat canned meat and only canned meat...

If you succeed in buying some fresh food on the market, don't hesitate...

they'll swallow everything no matter how badly you cook it.

He will pay.

- Shall we buy the sheep? - No, no...

Hens... hens...

We want to buy this, father.

Why not?

We shall pay you!

Give me some money!

He probably thinks that we want to take his merchandise by requisition.

I buy it! For money!

Buy! Buy it? Understand?

Buy, not take, understand?

What a pretty sheep! I buy it.

Much money! Very much!

I give you money! Real money! You see?

You sell me, otherwise they throw me in the soup...

Soup? Pea soup?

Devil take you, glutton!

Give me cigarettes!

Cigarettes!

One package more! One of these!

Look!

I am mad! I'm a madman!

I give you money! I give you money for nothing!

Here! Here! You see these three slips?

Two black, two black and one white!

Please! You must guess where is the white one

and you get money.

The black slip loses, the white one wins.

Everybody can win!

Where is the slip?

You won!

Here is your money.

Who is next? I am a madman!

One, two, three, the next one, please!

White... you have won too.

Please. Who is next?

The British have mined the desert.

The camels are dying...

It is very difficult to get pounds...

I've no more!

But why do you need it?

If the French go away,

you'll have the British...

The British won't go away. We'll have to kick them!

Do you remember our agreement?

The word of merchant is like the flow of a river. You can't stop it.

Here nobody wants to sell to the Frenchmen even a date stone...

Where does it come from?

We won it. Look in the truck, Sergeant.

Slowly, slowly, gentlemen! One, two, three!

Mutton or hen?

It's not canned!

It's real fresh meat!

Please, please, captain.

It's enough for all.

- Again this junk? - Upon my word. Captain,

it's a delicious soup!

Lance Corporal Frank Dolas reports for duty!

Where did you get all this stuff from?

He won it! I saw it with my proper eyes.

How did he win? In cards?

With all this Arabian market?

I'll show it to him.

Well,

it was so...

He wants to show you, Captain.

The black one loses,

the white one wins.

Say, where is the white card, Captain.

You did win, Sir!

It's true you won!

Take, choose, decide and regret not!

One, two, three!

Really! You won again!

Here is the money, please.

- Stop this play, Dolas! - Leave him, Kiedros.

He's a young innocent.

I'm sorry, Sir.

But you lost this time.

I'm really very sorry, you had no chance...

One, two, three...

Well... it was so...

Impostor!

You'll starve in cage!

Get him locked! With bread and water!

Kiedros! Where from did you get this whisky?

You ordered it and I succeeded...

There is no whisky in Syria since over a year. Where did you get this bottle?

The Arabs supply it. I send them to the other side of the border. That's all.

My goodness!

Instead of guarding the frontier, my soldiers get in touch with the enemy!

Traitors, everywhere!

Treason! Treason! Treason everywhere!

- Yes, Sir! - My pistol! Where is my pistol?!

Halt! I order you to stop!

What shall I do? Fire?

- What do they want? - One of our men has cheated them.

- They want to be paid in pounds! - It's this Pole! I will...

Alarm! Alarm!

Distribute casques and arms! And disperse this gang!

We won't move, captain, unless you release the cook!

We haven't eaten so well since three months! Give us back the Pole!

- Is it a mutiny? - We won't fight without the Pole!

I'll dust him off!

Let him die in the hole!

Without a loaf of bread, without water!

Give the rest to the pals, brother...

And when I get out...

I'll make you...

a beef stroganoff,

or tornado a la Rossini,

or pommes frites with beets...

or pudding...

Once my mother made a pudding...

a real miracle... can't be compared with your frogs or snails...

plump, tender, delicate with bacon...

- Who is there? - Open the door!

We want only to see this Pole!

What? I open and you graze the cans? I'm not that crazy!

Open the door! Or we shall bring granades! Open or we break in!

Shall we open perhaps?

And the cutlets, soup, pudding...

Nuts!

Better die than give you back the Pole!

We can't use grenades, captain,

we might harm him!

A grenade! Take cover!

Dolas!

Dolas! Devil take you!

I'm glad you helped me to start the mutiny

We are going to run away from the Legion!

Do something to let me free!

Hurry up, Sergeant! Military Police is at our heels!

I wanted to take you with us, but you see what's going on!

Sergeant, please...

And when you go sometime to Ciechanow, tell them that...

...tell them that old Kiedros wanted to go back to Poland too... cheerio!

Good gracious!

Dear boys, please... let me free... let me free... please...

I implore you, I'll give you all money I have but let me free...

believe me, I'm not a cook, believe me...

I don't know how to cook at all...

Don't worry... we don't give you back...

you're our dearest treasure...

Sergeant Poireau is knocking at the door!

Shall we open, Captain?

What do you want, Poireau?

Sergeant Kiedros just escaped from the camp with a few soldiers.

- They took away trucks and weapons! - Remove all that!

I tried to stop them, captain...

Long live free France.

Long live General de Gaulle!

If we succeed in cutting them the escape before they reach the rocks of Hamdun,

there will be no chance for them...

Is it all that is left?

Yes, Captain. I even released those who were arrested.

Hurry up! We have to be there before their arrival!

Hurry up, hurry up, brother!

If you continue to crawl, they'll run away!

Give me that, I'll help you! And take this!

- Damn it! I'm fed up with this iron! - May I help you?

Take your positions on the hill!

Yes, Sir. Action stations behind the hills! Hurry up, boys!

Hurry up, take your positions! Stay behind this bush!

- And the ammunition? - What ammunition?

Oh, I gave it to the Pole! Hey, Pole!

What are you doing there? Watch the ammunition!

The Pole took it away! Hey, Pole, where are you?

Hey, Frank Dolas, where are you?

He's there!

Stop! Halt!

Fix the bayonet! Follow me! Forward!

Forward! Long live Marshal Petain! Long live France!

Surrender! You are all traitors! Traitors!

And you?

Don't make a fool, drunkard!

If it were loaded, you would have hit yourself!

I'll kill you! Take him! Quickly!

Come on, don't worry, Captain.

We can always fight under your orders. You only will pass with us

on the side of Free France.

What do you want me to serve under de Gaulle?

Who is he? I never heard about him!

How do you carry the rifle, bloody idiot! It can be used yet.

To the trucks!

And what about us, Sergeant?

Shall we join the Polish Army with the British?

By the way, what did you do before the war?

Before the war?

I had a huge perfectly managed farm.

Full blood cattle, huge black bulls...

No kidding, tell me the truth.

Speakingfrankly, I did this and that.

I carried bricks on the site. Played cards,

you know how it was, as we Poles say: "Just till spring comes".

And I was a miner in Northern France.

It was in Spain where I first saw a rifle.

There I spent three years in jail.

And when France surrendered,

I preferred to join the Foreign Legion instead of Gestapo.

But you are a real soldier now. Just like me.

Our place is with the Polish troops.

We must fight for Poland...

What sort of Poland do you want to fight for?

What sort of Poland? There is only one Poland.

Lance Corporal Frank Dolas,

a Pole!

Lance Corporal Frank Dolas from the 14th Infantry Regiment!

I'm not French! I'm a Pole.

Look, it's from my uniform...

I came here to fight alongside with you... ...against Germans...

But you aren't prepared for fighting

and Europe is waiting there...

Okey. Okey.

What is this thing for?

You haven't got uniforms either?

A lieutenant went for hunting hares

And he saw in the wood naked bathing girls

Hey, hey, uha, ha, hey, hey, uha, ha...

I obediently report that I am ready, captain.

I came here on duty. Let me in.

What do you want? Let me in to the captain!

I obediently report that I'm ready, captain.

I'm a soldier.

I can't wait doing nothing, when the enemy invaded my country.

I await orders...

Yes, Sir.

Not there?

I understand. Entanglements. Yes, Sir!

To hell with this entanglement.

After all you can't put barbed wires around the whole desert.

Rather mines.

The guys from the camp told me that when such a tank hits the mine, then...

It must be some big shot. Did you see how they watch him?

Gianni, you go with me...

and you take cover and take care of the guards...

What's happened?

- A general! A real general! - He had silver patches!

You have never seen a general?

- He surely saw us! - If he saw us,

he would have made an alarm!

Turn back!

And don't come back without the general!

Take care or I'll scare you,

you bloody tea-drinkers.

You damned five o'clocks!

Let's go.

- Where to? - We must catch the general!

Captain,

oh, dear captain.

I did not want it!

I'm very sorry indeed. I thought it was some black.

Damn it!

Shall I be tried for it?

Our general! Our general! Take him! Take him!

No, no, no... I surrender... I waited for the opportunity a long time ago.

Quite right. After all you don't have anything to fight for.

You are my prisonier!

Drop your guns you bloody maccaroni!

Oh, mamma mia! What i"ve done! I'm so sorry... Englishmen.

I didn't do it purposely... I surrender... I surrender again...

Forgive me... English... Take me... take...

You say all the time thank you, thank you, and you nearly broke my head...

- Are you English? - No, Polish!

I see.

Why the devil did you flee?

You had better stayed in the camp and wait till the war is over.

Finita!

Italiani... the army is there?

They'll surely find you here.

They saw the fire!

Ciao!

And if they don't find you?

Come on,

I'll pull you a little.

Oh, how heavy you are...

too much macaroni.

Italiani!

How is it "don't shoot"

in your language!

Don't shoot!

Don't shoot!

Don't sleep, if you don't want to be robbed!

Oh, God! Englishmen!

I never shot... I was in the band... in the band and they punished me,

because I made false tunes in the national anthem.

I'm not a fascist. I swear! I'm not!

Will you stop! Shut up!

Silentium!

It is your man! Italiani.

Wounded.

Needs a doctor...

Do-ctor!

Where are you running, bloody fool! There!

They'll take care of you, now! Don't worry! Ciao, Italiano!

March forward!

Hurra!

Hurra!

Good evening!

Mamma mia! Englishmen!

Hands up!

Hands up! Shut up!

We are quiet men... mamma mia... Englishmen have arrived...

that isn't 'he end... We are peaceful men. Lieutenant, we like wine and women...

Shut up,

for God's sake! What is here?

What the devil is going up here? Is it army or brothel?

It's... it's, Lieutenant, a military brothel!

We are prisoners!

I surrender with the whole establishment and everything in it!

Imagine, they don't pay us since three months!

Englishmen are rich people...

Pounds, that's real money!

- And how beautiful... - At last...

What is your name, coco?

No one dies from love and you must understand it

That the war does a lot of harm

and love a lot of good.

It is better to stay in bed than to go to war

There nobody disturbs you

and there are no alarm...

- Captain! The enemy attacks the camp! - At last.

- We have been waiting since seven months. - They have seen him already.

- I'm afraid he can cut us the retreat! - Marvellous! Why should we escape?

- Go and put on your uniform... - But they are still marching,

They are taking our girls!

Our women... no... it is an insolence,

an offence of our honour...

Mr. Officer, we can't allow to anybody to make cuckolds of us!

- We do not want to stay here... - it is better with you than with them.

- Stop! Where are you going? - Let's go... what are you doing?

Mr. Officer, don't leave us alone!

Don't shoot, don't shoot, boys. Take the girls, take them quickly!

Look, girls, believe me, I would take you with pleasure if I could,

but I have no time now.

Criminals... rascals... we'll show you what can do Italian soldiers

when they know what they are fighting for!

Sergeant Leonelli... cut the highway with your 3rd Squadron...

and you, Lieutenant Vestuzzi, you will cut the retreat into the desert.

The rest with me... search the camp...

don't make prisoners... shoot down everyone you will find.

Leave the stretcher and start lo load the wounded.

- Well, did you find him? - He's not in the tents...

What happened?

Oh, God...

Hospital orderly! Come here!

There is wounded! Seriously wounded!

Quickly! Quickly!

Where are you going? They can't operate him without you!

Let me go!