latrine for you.
Or is it too small?
There are some things
a nice girl doesn't have to explain.
There're no girls here!
Only soldiers and their commanders.
We're at war.
And until the war is over
we're all going to be neuter.
Is that why your bed still unmade,
Comrade Neuter Senior Sergeant?
Attention!
At ease.
Ossyanina, pick out the volunteers.
Zhenya!
- Galka!
- Wait a second, Ossyanina.
This is a manhunt for Germans, not
a dancing party.
And Germans armed with automatic
weapons.
- They must know how to shoot.
- They'll manage.
May I come too?
I have nothing against it.
Now one more thing.
Anyone here speak German?
I can.
Haven't you read the regulations?
How do you answer?
Gunner Gourvitch!
Where are your caps?
Say in German, "hands up".
Hande hoch!
That's right.
All right, I'll take Gourvitch.
We'll be leaving for two days.
Are you alone, Maria?
Yes, alone.
If we happen to run into the enemy,
or into some strange thing,
is there anybody who knows how
to make birdcalls or animal noises?
I asked a serious question!
Out in the forest we can't use speech.
The Germans have ears also.
I know one.
- One what?
- A donkey bray.
Sounds real.
There aren't any donkeys here.
All right, we'd better try quacking
like the ducks. I'll show you.
That's how the drake calls to
the duck.
Two quacks will mean
the enemy's in sight.
Three quacks means get back to me.
Is that clear, comrade gunners?
Form a rank!
Move it, move it! Brichkina!
Attention!
My second in command during
the course of this operation
is now officially
Junior Sergeant Ossyanina.
Don't forget about the ducks.
Left turn, forward march!
Come back soon, girls!
Zhenya!
In double column, march!
Galka!
Don't do anything stupid!
Your mother and father living?
Or are you an orphan?
An orphan? For all I know
I could be an orphan.
You mean you're not sure?
Who can be sure of anything these
days, Sergeant?
You're right.
My folks live in Minsk.
I studied in Moscow, and then...
- You haven't heard from them?
- No, nothing.
- Your folks are Jewish?
- Naturally.
Naturally. If they were in Moscow,
they'd be all right.
Maybe they managed to escape?
Those dirty sons of...
If you want to swear, go right ahead.
I'm getting used to it.
- Are you hurt?
- No.
All right, Gunner Gourvitch, quack
three times.
- What for?
- To be sure everyone's on their toes.
You forgot my lessons?
What's wrong?
If anything were wrong,
you all would be dead by now.
You came running through the under-
growth like a herd of heifers.
- Are you tired?
- Not a bit.
That's good. Did you notice
anything on the way here?
Not much.
A tree branch broken back there.
Very good. Absolutely right. And you?
Everything seemed normal to me.
- The dew was knocked off the bushes.
- Good eyesight!
Very good, Gunner Brichkina.
There were also two tracks
made by the boots of paratroopers.
Judging by the toes,
they're heading around the marshes.
That's going to take them
a twenty mile hike at least.
So much the better.
And we're going straight across.
How?
Not here, of course.
I know a trail.
Now take ten minutes for a smoke
and wash your hands.
Cut that out!
On your way!
Stay close together!
Is it very deep?
In some places...
It can come up to...
It can come up to your belt.
Keep your weapons dry.
Follow me! Step where I do.
Of all the filthy...
- Komelkova, keep going!
- I am!
Come on...
Don't come near her, Chetvertak!
Ossyanina, get out by yourself!
Go on, Galka.
- Comrade Sergeant!
- What do you want?
Keep going! Or we'll all sink!
One of my boots has come off!
- Can you see it?
- No.
- Where are you going?!
- I'm trying to help her!
Hold it! There's no turning back!
Brichkina, stretch out your pole.
Come on out of there, Komelkova!
Follow me! Forward!
How about my boot?
You can't find it now.
Come on, Komelkova. You'll make it.
Hold on, Zhenya!
Keep going, keep going.
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