All language subtitles for 1864.S01E07.Episode.7.1080i.BluRay.REMUX.AVC.DTS-HD.MA.5.1-EPSiLON_track3_eng

- I'm going to die soon.
- You're never going to die.

Everything dies.

When did your wife die?

Rigmor died on October 30th, 1986
at 2:15 a.m.

The same day I stopped breathing.

It's a miracle I've been able
to hold my breath for so long.

Let's read a little.

What a good idea.
Thank you.

- Please help me with this.
- There.

"As I wrote earlier, Peter never
mentioned the war until years later.

Sofia took down his accounts,
and I only heard about them years later.

For obvious reasons, Didrich
never recounted his experiences."

Did rich?

- Why Didrich?
- Read.

"Senderborg was burning -

- and Peter and Dinesen were caught
in the middle.

As for me

Sofia and I worked like mad
at the field hospital.

We worked around the clock,
in part to help the soldiers -

- but also to drown the sorrow
over the deaths of Peter and Laust.

The awful lie
Didrich had planted in me.

Meanwhile, the child grew.

When life is at its worst, you think
it can't get any worse.

Dybbwl and Als would show us all -

- that pain is white
as the purest flame -

- and that it can be drawn out
in an amazing eternity.

I hear you went to the brothel.

What was it like then,
little virgin?

Did you come too soon?
Did you come too late?

Or didn't you come at all?

In the future, Peter,
if she's ugly as sin

I use this trick myself.

I shove my cock into the girl -

- and then you shut your eyes
and imagine -

- that it's Inge.

Ask your brother what that's like,
why don't you?

He knows.

He's been there.

"How do you know?"

Why, I know because Inge told me so.

"But then why don't I know?"

Peter

You must be the last person in the world
who doesn't know.

Maybe she's ashamed to carry his child.

She's carrying his child.

Your brother, Laust,
has knocked Inge up.

So while you showered her
with your sonnets -

- Laust showered her with semen.

Here's to yet another bastard!

Let it go.

Let go of your anger.

I have to find Laust.

I can't let him be here.

Gentlemen, we're ready.

Never before has the Prussian frontline
had so many cannons.

At 0400 hours tonight,
shells will rain over the Danes -

- and this will continue without pause
until 1000 hours tomorrow morning.

Then the first 12,000 soldiers
will storm the Danish positions -

- or what remains of them.

Questions? Objections?

Is this war or slaughter?

That is not a question;
that is stating a fact.

Thoughts, Colonel Mailer?

They will attack on the hour.

In half an hour
or at 0300 or 0400 hours.

Then they will storm
the entrenchments in daylight.

Collect the 8th brigade
and all the reserves in Sranderborg.

Do you think I'll come back home?

- Why shouldn't you come back home?
- I'm so big. An easy target.

You keep your head down.

And you have to get home to Inge.

Yes.

Tell me about her,
about the two of you.

We're lying in the hay.
It smells moist.

The mist is brewing over the fields.

Inge laughs, making her cheeks glow.

They always glow when she laughs.

She looks like all your dreams -

- rolled up into one living creature.

It's hard to believe
that it's all part of the same world.

Her there -

- and us here in this hell.

It's just like I always say:
it's all about the woman.

Gather round,
every maiden fair

as I pluck a string.

I will call forth
many a tear

when I start to sing.

Of a bold and brave young lad

who made every maiden glad

sadly I sing.

Hear this,
every maiden fair

cry for me do not.

When you walk
in the fresh spring air

across the budding heath

make a slender flower wreath.

Couple tender buds with flair

in honor of the dead.

Were a song truly heartfelt sung

touch our hearts it could.

I would sing it
loud and strong

in the quiet wood.

Sing it on the mighty strand

when across the white sand

waves so softly roll.

The man into the farmyard came.

Oh see, oh see, oh see.

Three guardsman's horses all lined up

and one and two and three.

The man then asked his wife
what the horses were doing there.

They are three Greek cows
that my mother sent to me.

Oh well, oh well, all's well.
Greek cows all saddled up.

I am a man,
and I have wisened up.

The man into the hall then came.
Oh see, oh see, oh see.

Three guardsman's boots all lined up,
and one and two and three.

The man then asked his wife
what the boots were doing there.

They are three dice cups
that my mother sent to me.

Oh well, oh well, all's well.
Dice cups all booted up.

I am a man,
and I have wisened up.

The man into the hall then looked.
Oh see, oh see, oh see.

Three guardsman's hats all lined up,
and one and two and three.

The man then asked his wife
what the hats were doing there.

They are three milk pails
that my mother sent to me.

Oh well, oh well, all's well.
Milk pails all brimmed up.

I am a man,
and I have wisened up.

The man then peered in at the bed.
Oh see, oh see, oh see.

Three guardsmen's heads all lined up,
and one and two and three.

The man then asked his wife
what the heads were doing there.

They are three cabbage heads
that my mother sent to me.

Oh well, oh well, all's well.
Cabbage heads all nosed up.

I am a man,
and I have wisened up.

The man then saw beneath the covers.
Oh see, oh see, oh see.

Three guardsman's cocks all lined up,
and one and two and three.

The man then asked the wife
what the cocks were doing there.

They are three carrots
that my mother sent to me.

Oh well, oh well, all's well.
Carrots all eyed up

What are you doing?

Listen! Listen to me!

You shouldn't be here.
You must go.

- But I can't.
- Listen!

You shouldn't be here.
You should be with Inge.

- Understand?
- Desert?

- Go!
- I can't, Johan.

- Get out of here!
- I can't!

What's the matter with you?
Stop!

- I'm staying here.
- Get out of here.

Johan, I'm staying here.

Stop!

Stop. Listen!

Listen to me!
Dig holes!

Dig deep holes.
Hide like rats!

- No matter what, stay down there.
- What's going on?

We have to dig holes, Captain.

When the bombardment begins,
it's our last resort.

Losing heart, are we, Sergeant?

I implore you.
Be a leader to your men!

Unless we dig holes,
we will die.

We Will die!

DiQ-

- Dig, then!
- Get a move on!

- Dig, damn you.
- Dig!

Our Father, which art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven

Our Father, which art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven

Pardon me, ma'am. ls one Lord's Prayer
not enough to satisfy the Lord?

My husband died in the first war
and left me alone with three sons.

They're all now in this war.

The first one died at Sankelmark,
the other at Dybbal.

What else is there for me to do
but to sweep and pray -

- that this mad war doesn't kill
my last boy too?

What else should I do?

I think you should

be ashamed of yourself.

When this is over, they will attack.
We must prepare for the storm.

- Colonel Mailer, are you ready?
- Am I ready?

8th brigade. We will march
to the front and wait at a distance -

- until it's our turn to repel
those cursed Prussians.

Officers, collect your men.

Officers, organize!

Left turn!

I don't want to go up there.
Hell no!

It's suicide.
We're going to die.

I don't want to go up there.

I don't want to die.
Dear God, I don't want to go up there.

Shut up, pansy!

I don't want to.

Let's turn back, friends.
Don't go up there!

Don't go there like willing sheep
to the slaughter. We're going to die.

- Don't! It's suicide.
- Fall in.

I don't want to die!
We won't do it!

Pull yourself together, man!

Pull yourself together.
Do you hear?

- I don't want to.
- Forward march!

8th brigade.

Halt!

The 8th brigade will wait here.

When the bombardment stops,
they will storm the entrenchments.

We will wait, and then
we will repel the cursed Prussians.

This is it.

Fire!

Pull yourself together, man!
Collect your men!

Take aim.
Fire at will!

Round up the men
and let's get out of here!

Round up the men, damn you!

Stay in formation!

Erasmus?

Erasmus?

Stay in formation!

Why the hell don't we advance?

- Where's Colonel Mailer?
- With du Plat, I imagine.

I'm awaiting orders from higher ranks
to advance.

There aren't any
higher-ranking officers around.

Erasmus?

Erasmus!

Erasmus!

No!

Retreat! Retreat!
Cover me!

No, no, no!

Die, swine!

Spare me! Spare me!

Spare me spare spare me.

Dinesen, for God's sake!

- Damn it!
- They're being slaughtered up there.

Stay in formation!

- Forward!
- Lieutenant Dinesen!

Forward!

Forward for Denmark!

Take aim and and fire!

Retreat!

Laust.

I have to find Laust.

Here.

Die, damn you!

Go, Mailer!
Get your men to safety.

Get a move on, man!

Didrich, damn it.
You can't just sit here. Come on.

Laust.

Laust.

- Laust.
- Peter?

Laust.

Shoot!
Shoot the swine!

- Laust.
- Peter?

It wasn't meant to be like that.

Far too often,
endings are wrong.

And they don't sound
the way you want them to.

The aftermath was a haze.

I remember
being picked up by lgnazio -

- and then we fled north.

Me with my child in my arms
and terror in my body.

In London, the Prussians tried
to offer compromise and peace.

But again the Danish politicians
turned them down -

- as if reality couldn't penetrate
their illusion.

They ordered the army
to continue fighting on Als -

- where Danish soldiers marched
into the Prussian hail of bullets -

- and fell like beads on a string.

All soldiers in a war die
or sustain wounds -

- if not to their body
then to their soul.

Peter as well, who now found himself
in a field hospital in Austria -

- slowly trying
to become human again -

- along with hundreds
of shell-shocked soldiers.

Men who had experienced the worst.

Men who had experienced
their own death -

- but who by some miracle
were still alive.

Their soul dies, while the body
insists on staying alive.

And those two states are incompatible.

Subtitles: Helle Schou Kristiansen
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