Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on. You too, soldier.
I think... he is making a very good recovery.
He's the leader of our group with a remarkable nose for good food and dirty weather,
Right turn... March!
Beautiful! Come on in!
They're no good.
Into the barracks. Inspection in 30 minutes.
Left, left, left. Squad...
Two days and nights. How much longer?
Not fair to the girls... No.
No.
pinned on you by your Kaiser.
Make him stay away from danger. You know how reckless he is.
- ♪ Defend our Fatherland ♪ - Halt!
Stop it! Stop that! Orderly!
Corporal Himmelstoss. I'm your training officer.
Franz.
What the... hell are they talking about?
Good morning, my fine young gentlemen.
Why? You'll be covered again in half an hour.
Not like you. Defeatism, it has infected them.
He said I could have them.
Right turn, forward... march.
How old would you say she is?
No one ever comes back from it.
New guns, aeroplanes, fresh troops.
Mm? I'm sorry...?
Take care!
Careful, careful.
Hand me a rifle. Hand me a rifle.
We're going to see Kemmerich.
Come on!
- Won't see him again. - Why not?
Friedrich Müller, who will study everything.
Let me give you mine. Let me give it to you.
Lie down!
- When was it? - A week ago.
Er, nous vivons à vous parler, all right?
Mmm?
Of course, you'll respond to your call of duty.
Bread.
Your training days are over.
Glass of wine.
Make sure you get my watch.
Good night.
Now, where is your platoon leader?
Attack!
Understand?
Yes...
Sit down and calm down.
- Are you going to get me a gun or not? - No! Don't talk nonsense!
Hey, give me the tin when you finish. I can use the fat to polish my boots.
If I could save his leg or life, I'd walk over barbed wire. You know that.
They always shell us like this before a big offensive.
Down! Stay down!
Come on!
- Oh, Paul. - How are you feeling?
Look out! Look out! Take cover!
No smoking.
Attention!
for the lessons they taught you in this camp.
♪ Who'll be the guardians of the Rhine
- I want you to promise me something. - What, Mrs. Kemmerich?
The face is touched with a tenderness that comes out of the night...
Sit down.
Oh, you don't smoke.
A week later we heard he had been caught by the Military Police.
Does anybody know what we're fighting for?
There's no dirt under those fingernails.
Why don't you take a jump?
Oh, yeah? What'll you tell him?
You coming over, we have I'amour, yes?
You see anybody that hasn't got dysentery and colic?
Up. Come on, boys.
- What did she say? - They want us to come over. No...
Don't worry.
Maybe the real patriot just goes out and gets his head blown off.
Hm? But who?
You think I don't care about Franz.
My name is Himmelstoss.
Well...