Band of Brothers - Why we fight

Part nine - Why We Fight

Luz: "I'll tell you one thing about the Krauts. They sure clean up good."

Liebgott: "Yeah. All you need's a little Mozart."

Nixon: "Beethoven."

Liebgott: "Sorry, sir?"

Nixon: "That's not Mozart. That's Beethoven."


One month earlier, Sturzelberg, Germany

Luz: "Come on, chicken."

Perconte: "All right, this one's got some, George. You, uh--- you grab the chicken and I'm gonna grab the eggs."

Luz: "Great. Fine. I'll just grab him by the foot. Come on, chicken."

Luz: "All right, if this thing bites me, Frank, I swear I'll shoot it."

Luz: "Guten Tag, fräulein."

German woman: "Guten Tag."

Luz: "Hold on!"

Perconte: "Come on, George!"

Luz: "Hold on a second, hold on!"

Luz: "Hey, hey, hey! Come on! I just wanna talk to you!"

Luz: "I just wanna talk to you. I just wanna talk."

German woman: "Ich verstehen nicht." [I don't understand]

Luz: "Here, look what I got. Chocolate bar. Huh? You like that? You like chocolate?"

Perconte: "Luz, why don't you leave her alone?"

Luz: "Frank, why don't you just leave me alone, okay?"

Luz: "You don't like chocolate? Forget it. I don't like chocolate either. How about this? Cigarettes. Camel."

Luz: "Yeah, you like that, huh?"

Perconte: "Luz!"

Luz: "Frank, please, why don't you go make your omelet!"

Perconte: "Well, you're not getting any of my eggs, blockhead."

Luz: "Frank just keeps talking."

Luz: "Here. I got two packs here. Give it to your friends or something."

Luz: "Why don't you come sit down? Wanna sit down? That's it. We'll smoke some cigarettes."

Luz: "Hey, Frank! Hold on."

Luz: "Perc! Jesus, come on."

Luz: "What?"

Luz: "That Capt. Nixon?"

Perconte: "I think so."

Luz: "What the hell's he doing in his harness?"

Perconte: "I don't know. Maybe we've jumped into Berlin and the war is over."

Luz: "Yeah, huh?"

Perconte: "So, what happened? No dice with the Fräulein?"

Luz: "No dice. She smacked me in the mouth."

Luz: "Germany's looking like it's gonna be a pretty good fraternizing territory, huh?"

Perconte: "Yeah. You lose your cigarettes?"


Speirs: "Janovec? Janovec!"

Janovec: "Oh shit!"

Janovec: "Sir."

Speirs: "Where's my stuff?"

Janovec: "I-I thought I'd leave it over there, sir."

Nixon: "Here."

Nixon: "Thanks."

Jeep driver: "You're welcome, sir."

Vest: "Morning, sir."

Speirs: "Good morning."

Speirs: "You got a box all this stuff'll fit into?"

Vest: "Yes, sir, I think so. Same destination?"

Speirs: "Yeah."

Vest: "Yes, sir. I'll make sure it goes out first thing in the morning."

Speirs: "Thank you, private."

Vest: "Boy, your folks are sure gonna have quite a collection by the time you get-- home, sir."

Speirs: "Finders, keepers."

Vest: "Yes, sir."


Winters: "Nix? Nix?"

Nixon: "In here."

Winters: "You dog. Making combat jumps with the 17th while I'm supply briefings all morning."

Nixon: "Yeah, lucky me."

Winters: "You know, congratulations. You're probably the only man in the 101st with three combat starts over his jump wings."

Nixon: "Not bad for someone who's never fired his weapon in combat, huh?"

Winters: "Really? Really, you've never--"

Nixon: "Nope."

Winters: "Not even with all the action we've seen?"

Nixon: "Not a round."

Winters: "So, uh... How'd it go? This morning. The jump."

Nixon: "It was great. Fantastic."

Nixon: "Took a direct hit over the drop zone. I got out. Two others got out."

Winters: "The rest of the boys?"

Nixon: "Oh, they blew up over Germany somewhere. Boom."

Winters: "Yeah. Yeah, I'm sorry."

Nixon: "About what?"

Winters: "Well, tough situation for--"

Nixon: "Oh yeah, the boys. Yeah, terrible."

Nixon: "Oh well, wasn't me."

Nixon: "You know, the real tragedy is, they also lost their CO. So, guess who gets to write all the letters home?"

Nixon: "Goddamn nightmare."

Winters: "Got a visit from Col. Sink this morning."

Nixon: "And how is the good colonel?"

Winters: "Concerned."

Winters: "Still drinking nothing but the Vat69, huh?"

Nixon: "Only the finest for Mrs. Nixon's baby boy."

Winters: "That a problem up at Regiment?"

Nixon: "What? This? Is that what he said?"

Nixon: "No, I just don't like it up there."

Winters: "Good. You'll be happy to hear that Sink is transferring you back down to Battalion S3."

Nixon: "What do you think I should write to these parents, Dick?"

Winters: "Hear what I said, Nix? You've been demoted."

Nixon: "Yeah, demoted. Got you."

Nixon: "'Cause I don't know how to tell them their kids never made it out of the goddamn plane."

Winters: "You tell them what you always tell them. Their sons died as heroes."

Nixon: "You really still believe that?"

Winters: "Yeah. Yeah, I do. Don't you?"


Nixon: "The Cooperative for American Remittance to Europe food care has begun assembling food packs to assist those European families in dire need.
Presumably all of them. So notes to all your family reminding them to donate what ever they can would be much appreciated."

Nixon: "I'm sure that you'll all be happy to know Oklahoma is still playing on Broadway."

Luz and Easy men: "Oklahoma when the winds comes sweeping down the plain and the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet, when the wind comes-"

O'Keefe: "-right behind the rain!"

Christenson: "O'Keefe, are you sitting on your bayonette? Why don't you leave the singing to Luz."

Luz: "Yeah, unless you wanna do like 'Surrey With the Fringe on Top', O'Keefe."

Nixon: "Aww, Rita Hayworth's getting married."

Luz: "Oh, Rita, say it isn't true."

Nixon: "Abbott and Costello..."

Nixon: "Wartime News: Resistance in Ruhr's crumbling. It looks like there might be a breakout in Remagen."

Nixon: "Apparently the Krauts forgot to blow up one of their bridges when they headed back over the Rhine."

Nixon: "I guess the boys in the 17th Airborne did okay, after all."

Luz: "Ah, forget it. We'd be in Berlin by now, sir, if it was us instead of them, huh?"


Anonymous soldier in Jeep: "Perconte! How you doing?"

O'Keefe: "So when do you think we're gonna jump into Berlin, see some real action?"

Perconte: "You in a rush?"

O'Keefe: "No."

Perconte: "So, what, you wanna go home and ?? a Medal of Honor or something?"

O'Keefe: "No, I just thought I'd ask."

Perconte: "Yeah, well, why don't you do us all a favor. Don't think."

Perconte: "Damn replacements."

Garcia: "Hallelujah."

Garcia: "About time!"

Perconte: "Yeah, well, consider yourselves lucky. Nixon was giving another current-events lecture."

Perconte: "So, tell me nothing's happening."

Garcia: "Nothing's happening. Couple of artillery rounds at dawn, probably from across the river, but that's about it."

Garcia: "It spooked Hashey, though."

Hashey: "Here, Perco, I just finished it."

Perconte: "Oh yeah? Any sex in it?"

Hashey: "Ain't that kind of book. See you."

Perconte: "Yeah, see you."

Perconte: "Hey, O'Brien. Relax, would you. I'm trying to read."

O'Keefe: "It's O'Keefe."

Perconte: "Is that right?"

O'Keefe: "Yeah. Patric O'Keefe. My friends call me Paddy."

Perconte: "Hey, O'Brien. Shut up!"

O'Keefe: "I told you, it's O'Keefe."

Perconte: "Do you know why no one remembers your name. It's 'cause no one wants to remember your name."

Perconte: "There's too many Smiths, DiMattos and O'Keefes and O'Briens who show up here, replacing Toccoa men that you dumb replacements got killed in the
first place! And they're all like you. They're all piss and vinegar. 'Where're the Krauts at? Let me at 'em! When do I get to jump into Berlin?'"

Perconte: "Two days later, there they are with their blood and guts hanging out and they're screaming for a medic, begging for their goddamn mother."

Perconte: "Dumb fucks don't even know they're dead yet."

Perconte: "Hey, you listening to me?"

Perconte: "Do you understand this is the best part of fucking war I've seen. I got hot chow, hot showers, warm bed. Germany is almost as good as being home.
I even got to wipe my ass on real toilet paper today. So, quit asking about when you're gonna see real action, will you?!"

Perconte: "And stop with the fucking love songs."

Perconte: "When you ship out? A few weeks ago? 

O'Keefe: "Yeah."

Perconte: "It's been two years since I've seen home. Two years. This fucking war."


Speirs: "Neither partol found a single Kraut and they're not here either."

Winters: "They'll be across the river by now. Let's send out a night partol. Check out the embankment on the far side."

Nixon: "President's dead."

Lipton: "Pair of queens bets."

Speirs: "All right, two bucks."

Lipton: "Nix?"

Nixon: "No, I'm out."

Lipton: "All right. Well, I'll call your two and I'll raise you another two."

Welsh: "I can't believe we're not gonna drop into Berlin."

Speirs: "No shit."

Welsh: "Ike's gonna let the Russkies have it."

Speirs: "Russkies."

Nixon: "Goddamn it."

Speirs: "I'll tell you something, Welsh. This war isn't about fighting anymore. It's about who gets what."

Nixon: "Deal me out of the next hand."

Speirs: "What about your money?"

Welsh: "Are we waiting on him again?"

Lipton: "Yeah."

German man: "Wer ist das?! Was machen sie?" [Who is that?! What are you doing?]

Nixon: "Goddamn drugstore."


Anonymous soldier: "Hey, Dexter. How you doing? Good to see you. Hey, know who that was? (about the the broken window)"

Anonymous soldier #2: "No."

Nixon: "Morning."

Vest: "Captain Nixon, good to see you, sir. I think I have some mail for you."

Vest: "Yeah, I was gonna drop it off this afternoon with all the other 2nd Battalion mail... but since you're here."

Nixon: "Thanks. Listen, I'm having some trouble finding some whiskey."

Vest: "Whiskey?"

Nixon: "Yeah. A particular brand of whiskey."

Vest: "Vat 69."

Nixon: "Exactly right."

Vest: "I gotta be honest with you, sir. That ain't gonna be easy to find here in Germany. Pickings are kinda slim here."

Nixon: "Yeah, don't I know it."

Vest: "And even if I do find some, sir, it ain't gonna be cheap."

Nixon: "Well that won't be a problem."

Janovec: "Hey, Vest, you hear the news?"

Janovec: "Oh, sorry, sir. I didn't realize you were here."

Nixon: "What news?"

Janovec: "300 000 Krauts just surrendered."

Vest: "Three hundred?"

Janovec: "Yeah. We're moving out in an hour."

Nixon: "One hour?"

Janovec: "Yeah."

Vest: "Sir! Sir, your mail."

Nixon: "Keep looking.


Nixon: "Jesus Christ. The dog?"

Winters: "Lew?"

Nixon: "Cathy's divorcing me."

Winters: "I'm sorry."

Nixon: "She's taking everything."

Nixon: "She's taking the house, taking the kid, she's taking the dog. It's not even her dog. It's my dog! She's taking my dog!"

Christenson: "Let's go! Load it up! Come on!"

Garcia: "Sarge, what do you have in here? Germans?"

Speirs: "Hey, Perconte, you got a lighter?"

Perconte: "No, sir, I don't smoke. Hey, where are we headed?"

Speirs: "We're going to the Alps. Let me see that lighter."

Perconte: "The Alps?"

Speirs: "Yeah."

Bull: "That near Berlin, sir?"

Speirs: "No."

Webster: "That's in Bavaria. Birthplace of National Socialism."

Luz: "So that means no drop into Berlin?"

Speirs: "No drop into Berlin. Hitler sent the Waffen SS into the mountains to repel all the invaders. He wants to start a guerilla war."

Bull: "Invaders. Damn, I like the sound of that."

Speirs: "They'll die the last man trying."

Perconte: "Sir?"

Speirs: "What?"

Perconte: "My lighter."

Speirs: "All right, nice lighter."

Perconte: "Thanks."

Perconte: "Waffen SS, huh? Hey, looks like you're gonna get your wish anyway, O'Flannery. Those guys, they're crazy."

O'Keefe: "It's O'Keefe."

Soldiers: "-he ain't gonna jump no more. Glory, glory what a hell of a way to die, glory, glory what a hell of a way to die, glory, glory what a hell of a way to die,
he ain't gonna jump no more!"

Soldiers: "The lines all wrapped around his neck, the D rings broke his dome, his lift webs wrapped themselves in knots around each skinny bone, the canopy became his shroud as he hurtled to the ground, he ain't gonna jump no more."

Soldiers: "Glory, glory what a hell of a way to die, glory, glory what a hell of a way to die, glory, glory what a hell of a way to die, he ain't gonna jump no more!

winters: "You okay, Nix?"

Nixon: "Yeah, I'm fine."

Nixon: "She hates that dog."

Soldiers: "He hit the ground, the sound was "splat", the blood went spurting high, his comrades were heard to say oh what a hell of a way to die, He lay ??? and ???  in the welter of his gore, he ain't gonna jump no more."

Soldiers: "Glory, glory what a hell of a way to die, glory, glory -"

Nixon: "-what a hell of a way to die... what a hell of a way to die..."

Soldiers: "-he ain't gonna jump no more!"

Liebgott: "It's gonna be good times, Web. When we get home I mean."

Liebgott: "First thing I'm gonna do is get my job back at the cab company in Frisco. Make a killing off all those fucking sailors coming home, you know?"

Liebgott: "Then I'm gonna find me a nice Jewish girl, with great, big, soft titties and a smile to die for. Marry her. Then I'm gonna buy a house.
A big house with lots of bedrooms for all the little Liebgotts we're gonna be making. She ought to like that."

Luz: "Janovec, what you reading?"

Janovec: "An article."

Luz: "No shit. What's it about?"

Janovec: "It's about why we're fighting the war."

Luz: "Why are we fighting the war, Janovec?"

Janovec: "It seems that the Germans are bad. Very bad."

Luz: "You don't say? The Germans are bad, huh?"

Luz: "Hey, Frank, this guy's reading an article over here, says the Germans are bad."

Liebgott: "So, what about you, Web?"

Luz: "Learn something new every day, huh?"

Webster: "Guess I'll finish school first and then--"

Liebgott: "Wait a minute. Finish school?"

Liebgott: "You mean all this time you've been talking about Harvard this and Harvard that, and you ain't even finished?"

Webster: "For one thing I haven't told you anything."

Webster: "Yes, yes, I haven't finished. So the fuck what."

Liebgott: "All right, Web, breath a little. Jesus. Fuck."

Liebgott: "It's just the way you always talked, you know. We all figured that..."

Liebgott: "Hey, you know what, you're right. So the fuck what."

Liebgott: "So what did you study?"

Webster: "Hey man, I'm--"

Webster: "Literature."

Liebgott: "Get outta here. You serious?"

Liebgott: "I love to read."

Webster: "Do you?"

Liebgott: "Yeah! Dick Tracy, Flash Gordon. mostly."

Liebgott: "Yeah. Fuck."

German woman: "Bitte, was machen sie den hier?" [Please, what are you doing in here?]

Speirs: "Tell her she's got five minutes."

Liebgott: "Gehen aus! Gehen aus!" [Get out!]

Liebgott: "Sir, she says she has nowhere to go but the house next door."

Perconte: "This guy says he ain't a Nazi. Now, why is it in all of Germany I've never met a Nazi yet? "

Speirs: "We're only gonna be here one night! You got four minutes!"

German woman: "Wir sind keine Nazi!" [We're not Nazis]


Winters: "Look at them! Even in defeat, they still know how to march with pride."

Webster: "Hey, you! Hey! You!"

Webster: "That's right! You stupid Kraut bastards! That's right! Say hello to Ford! And General fucking Motors! You stupid fascist pigs! Look at you!
You have horses! What were you thinking?"

Garcia: "That's enough, Webster. Give it a rest."

Webster: "Dragging our asses half way around the world. Interrupting our lives. For what?! You ignorant, servile scum! What the fuck are we doing here?!"

Winters: "Wanna send out some patrols. I want Dog here in the village, Easy and Fox in the woods."

Speirs: "Easy Company's gonna take the northwest. Lt. Lipton?"

Lipton: "Sir."

Speirs: "Have 1st and 2nd Platoon wing up to the woods, half 3rd swing around."

Lipton: "Yes, sir. 1st Sergeant Talbert!"

Nixon: "You're not worried about an ambush, are you?"

winters: "No. Just in case we have to stay here for the night."


Bull: "O'Keefe?"

O'Keefe: "Sarge?!"

Bull: "Why the hell are you so jumpy, boy?"

O'Keefe: "I'm not jumpy, I'm fine."

Bull: "Shit. I can hear your heart pounding in Arkansas, boy."

Christenson: "Jesus Christ, give the kid a break, Bull."

Perconte: "Hey, Geroge."

Luz: "Yeah?"

Perconte: "Kinda reminds you of Bastogne?"

Luz: "Yeah, now that you mention it."

Luz: "Except of course there's no snow, we got warm grub in our bellies and the trees aren't fucking exploding from Kraut artillery, but yeah, Frank, other than that
it's a lot like Bastogne."

Perconte: "Right."

Luz: "Bull, smack him for me, please?"

Luz: "Thank you."

O'Keefe: "Sure is quiet."

Perconte: "He is right, fellas."


Perconte: "You seen Foley? Hey, guys! Anyone seen any officers?"

Heffron: "No, no. Speak to Popeye. Hey Popeye!"

Perconte: "Popeye, you seen any officers? Seen Foley?"

Popeye: "Well, Speirs is searching them buildings right down the street. What's the matter?"

Perconte: "More, have you seen any of the officers?"

More: "Yeah, Major Winters is right in there."

Perconte: "Major Winters, sir..."

Perconte: "We found something out on patrol and... We came across this-

Winters: "What? What? Frank? Frank, what is it?"

Perconte: "I don't know, sir. I don't know."


Winters: "Open it up."

Christenson: "Stand back, give us some room here. Stand back."

Christenson: "Back. Back."

Winters: "Christenson, any of your men speak German?"

Christenson: "No, sir."

Winters: "I need Liebgott. Liebgott! Lipton, find Liebgott."

Lipton: "Liebgott! Liebgott!"

Lipton: "Liebgott. Major needs you up front, right now."

Liebgott: "Sure."

Lipton: "All right, boys. These people need care. Give them water and any spare rations you might have. Grab me some blankets, quick."

Nixon: "Oh my God."

Nixon: "Dick?"

Shifty: "I'm sorry." [To a prisoner]

Grant: "Here, take some water."

Luz: "Jesus, Web, can you believe this place?"

Webster: "No."

Luz: "My God."

Janovec: [To a prisoner holding on to him] "It's okay. It's better now. It's okay."

Liebgott: "He said the guards left this morning."

Liebgott: "Langsamer, bitte, langsamer." [Slow down]

Liebgott: "They burned some of the huts first."

Liebgott: "With the prisoners still in them, sir. Alive."

Nixon: "Jesus Christ."

Liebgott: "Some of the prisoners tried to stop them. Some of them were killed."

Liebgott: "They didn't have enough ammo for all the prisoners... They killed as many as they could... Before they left the camp."

Liebgott: "They locked the gates behind them and headed south."

Nixon: "Someone in town must have told them we were coming."

Liebgott: "Yeah, I think so."

Winters: "Will you ask them... Will you ask them what kind of camp this is? What, uh, why are they here?"

Liebgott: "Was ist das hier?" [What is all this?]

Liebgott: "He says it's a work camp for... unerwuenschter. I'm not sure what the word means."

Liebgott: "Unwanted, disliked, maybe?"

Nixon: "Criminals?"

Liebgott: "I don't think criminals, sir."

Liebgott: "Verbrecher?" [Criminals?]

Liebgott: "No. Doctors, musicians, tailors, clerks, farmers, intellectuals. I mean, normal people."

Prisoner: "Juden. Juden. Juden."

Liebgott: "They're Jews."

Liebgott: "Poles and Gypsies."

Liebgott: "Wie bitte? Was sagen sie? [Excuse me? What are you saying?]

Winters: "Liebgott?"

Liebgott: "The women's camp is at the next railroad stop."

Malarkey: "Hey, Babe, come here."

Malarkey: "Look at their arms."

Heffron: "Like cattle."

Malarkey: "Goddamn. Oh, Jesus."

Perconte: "O'Keefe? O'Keefe?"

Winters: "I'm gonna call Sink."

Winters: "Find Speirs and figure out how the hell to get them some food and water."


Lipton: "Let's go! Let's pick up the pace here. Come on."

Lipton: "Sergeant Martin, get whatever we can fit on the deuce and half."

Webster: "Shut up." [To a german baker]

Webster: "Take everything, take it all. Shut up!"

[The german baker continues to yell about his pastry]

Webster: "Check the back and-- Shut up!"

Webster: "I said shut up, you Nazi fuck!"

German baker: "Ich-ich bin kein Nazi. Ich bin kein Nazi!"

Webster: "Not a Nazi? My mistake, you fat, fucking prick!"

Webster: "How about a human being? Are you one of those?"

Webster: "Or are you gonna tell me that you never smelled the fucking stench?!"

German baker: "Toeten sie mich nicht, bitte. Bitte, toeten sie mich nicht! Ich verstehen nich-" [Please, don't kill me, I don't understand-]

Anonymous soldier: "Let him go, Web, he says he doesn't know what the hell you're talking about."

Webster: "Bullshit."


Welsh: "Sergeant, this is chaos. There's plenty to go around, please."

Nixon: "We've got more water on the way."

Sink: "Dick? Major Winters."

Winters: "Yes, sir?"

Sink: "This is Dr. Kent, the regimental surgeon. Now, doc, you tell Maj. Winters and Capt. Nixon what you just told me."

Kent: "Yes, sir. We need to stop giving these men food right now. They're starving. We give them too much to eat too quickly, they'll eat themselves to death.
We need to keep them in the camp till we can find a place warm in town."

Nixon: "You want us to lock these people back up?"

Sink: "We got no choice, Nix."

Kent:Otherwise they might scatter. We need to keep them centralized so we can supervise their food intake and medical treatment. So, until we find some place better..."

Sink: "It's crying ass shame, but let's get it done."

Winters: "Yes, sir."

Kent: "I don't like it anymore than you guys."

Sink: "General Taylor? Bob Sink, 506. Sir, we're at Landsberg, the other side of Buchloe. "

Sink: "We found something I believe you ought to see, sir."

Liebgott: "I can't tell them that, sir."

Winters: "You got to, Joe."

Liebgott: "Yes, sir."

Winters: "Grant, Christenson. These prisoners have to be put back in the camp immediately. Let the men know."

Liebgott: "Achtung, bitte! Achtung, bitte! Sie muessen wieder ins Lager zur. Es ist nur fuer eine gut ???. ??? richtig ermessen mit medizin ??? . Bitte, ins wieder ins Lager. Es ist fuer er eigenes ???." [Yeah, me German is a bit rusty.]


Nixon: "Turns out I'm staying in the only dry freaking house in Germany."

Winters: "I thought you weren't drinking the local."

Nixon: "Yeah, well..."

Winters: "Heard from Division."

Winters: "Been finding camps like this all over the place."

Nixon: "Jesus..."

Winters: "Seems that Russians liberated one a lot worse."

Nixon: "Worse?"

Winters: "Yeah. Apparently. Ten times as big. Execution chambers. Ovens."

Winters: "For cremating all the bodies."

Nixon: "Jesus."

Nixon: "The locals claim that they never even knew the camp excisted. They say we're exaggerating."

Winters: "Well, they're gonna have a hell of an education tomorrow. General Taylor declared martial law about an hour ago."

Winters: "Ordered every able-bodied German in town aged 14 to 80 to start burying the bodies and they'll begin tomorrow. 

Winters: "10th Armored are gonna supervise cleanup."

Nixon: "What about us?"

Winters: "We head out for Thalem tomorrow, 1200 hours."


Nixon: "Hitler's dead."

Liebgott: "Holy shit."

Nixon: "Shot himself in Berlin."

Bull: "Is the war over, sir?"

Nixon: "No. We have orders to Berghtesgaden. We're gonna move out in one hour."

Webster: "Why? The man's not home."

Webster: "Should've killed himself three years ago, saved us a lot of trouble."

Nixon: "Yeah, he should've. But he didn't."

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