& Ted Narracott: There are big days and there are small days. Which will it be?
& Rose Narracott: What we gonna do?
Ted: I used to believe that God gave each man his fair portion of bad luck. I don’t feel that any more. I’ve had more than my share. You’ll stop loving me, Rose. And I won’t blame you when you do.
Rose: Well, I might hate you more, but I’ll never love you less.
& Ted: Do you want to lose the farm, Rose?
Rose: It’s the way you did it.
Ted: But we’re at war.
Rose: Aren’t we just.
& Maj. Stewart: Gentleman. It is an honour to ride beside you. Make the Kaiser rue the day he dared to cross swords with us. Let every man make himself, his King, his country, and his fallen comrades proud. Be brave. Fear God. Honor the King.
& Michael: The food in Italy is good, yeah?
Gunther: Yes, very good.
Michael: And the women?
Gunther: Not as good as the food...
Michael: From eating too much of the food?
& Grandfather: Over my dead body!
Emilie: At least I won’t have long to wait.
& Emilie: They died fighting, didn’t they? But when the soldiers come... you do nothing. You are a coward, aren’t you?
Grandfather: Yes. Yes. It was your parents who were brave. I make jams.
Emilie: And you’ve never done a brave thing in your life?
Grandfather: Maybe there are different ways to be brave.
& Grandfather: Did you know the French have the best carrier pigeons? And this could be the difference in the war, our messages getting through.
Emilie: I don’t want to hear about the birds.
Grandfather: They are released at the front and told to go home. This is all they know. But to get there they must fly over a war. Can you imagine such a thing? Here you are flying over so much pain and terror, and you know you can never look down. You have to look forward or you’ll never get home. I ask you, what could be braver than that?
& Grandfather: Please, take the bigger one and leave the smaller one! You are breaking my granddaughter’s heart.
German Officer: The war has taken everything from everyone.
Emilie: What will happen to them?
Officer: They will pull artillery until they die... or until the war is over.
Grandfather: It will never be over.
Officer: You have your answer then.
& Heiglemann: Prince is already losing condition. His leg, sir.
Officer: You have given them names?
Heiglemann: Yes, sir.
Officer: You should never give a name to anything you are certain to lose.
& British Soldier: So how’s things in yonder trench?
German Soldier: Delightful. We read, we knit sweaters, and we train our rats to perform circus tricks.
British Soldier: Well, if ever you need any more rats, we can always send ours over. Cause we’ve more than we need, strictly speaking. Besides, they scare off all the pretty girls.
German Soldier: Our girls aren’t afraid of rats.
British Soldier: Big strapping German girls, eh? Kind what gives robust massages?
German Soldier: Every Thursday. And they bring rum cake on your birthday.
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& Rose Narracott: What we gonna do?
Ted: I used to believe that God gave each man his fair portion of bad luck. I don’t feel that any more. I’ve had more than my share. You’ll stop loving me, Rose. And I won’t blame you when you do.
Rose: Well, I might hate you more, but I’ll never love you less.
& Ted: Do you want to lose the farm, Rose?
Rose: It’s the way you did it.
Ted: But we’re at war.
Rose: Aren’t we just.
& Maj. Stewart: Gentleman. It is an honour to ride beside you. Make the Kaiser rue the day he dared to cross swords with us. Let every man make himself, his King, his country, and his fallen comrades proud. Be brave. Fear God. Honor the King.
& Michael: The food in Italy is good, yeah?
Gunther: Yes, very good.
Michael: And the women?
Gunther: Not as good as the food...
Michael: From eating too much of the food?
& Grandfather: Over my dead body!
Emilie: At least I won’t have long to wait.
& Emilie: They died fighting, didn’t they? But when the soldiers come... you do nothing. You are a coward, aren’t you?
Grandfather: Yes. Yes. It was your parents who were brave. I make jams.
Emilie: And you’ve never done a brave thing in your life?
Grandfather: Maybe there are different ways to be brave.
& Grandfather: Did you know the French have the best carrier pigeons? And this could be the difference in the war, our messages getting through.
Emilie: I don’t want to hear about the birds.
Grandfather: They are released at the front and told to go home. This is all they know. But to get there they must fly over a war. Can you imagine such a thing? Here you are flying over so much pain and terror, and you know you can never look down. You have to look forward or you’ll never get home. I ask you, what could be braver than that?
& Grandfather: Please, take the bigger one and leave the smaller one! You are breaking my granddaughter’s heart.
German Officer: The war has taken everything from everyone.
Emilie: What will happen to them?
Officer: They will pull artillery until they die... or until the war is over.
Grandfather: It will never be over.
Officer: You have your answer then.
& Heiglemann: Prince is already losing condition. His leg, sir.
Officer: You have given them names?
Heiglemann: Yes, sir.
Officer: You should never give a name to anything you are certain to lose.
& British Soldier: So how’s things in yonder trench?
German Soldier: Delightful. We read, we knit sweaters, and we train our rats to perform circus tricks.
British Soldier: Well, if ever you need any more rats, we can always send ours over. Cause we’ve more than we need, strictly speaking. Besides, they scare off all the pretty girls.
German Soldier: Our girls aren’t afraid of rats.
British Soldier: Big strapping German girls, eh? Kind what gives robust massages?
German Soldier: Every Thursday. And they bring rum cake on your birthday.
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