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Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
„Du solltest schon wissen, woher die Grasflecken stammen“, sagte er. Ich warf ihm einen Blick zu. „Weiß ich aber nicht, und außerdem dröhnt mir der Kopf.“
„Wir haben es uns unter der Spitfire gemütlich gemacht“, erklärte er und warf dann die Hände in die Luft. „Jetzt sag bloß, dir ist gar nichts von letzter Nacht in Erinnerung geblieben.“ Ich wurde knallrot, und das sagte wohl alles, denn er begann schallend zu lachen. „Also doch noch nicht alles verloren...“

Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
"Das Zeug ist ja orange. Spaghetti sollten aber nicht orange sein." - "Das sind keine Spaghetti. Das sind Army-Nudeln mit Ketchup."

Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
Bill Guarnere: Crazy Joe McKlosky was fucking nuts... that's why they called him Crazy Joe.

Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
"How's your jump?"
"Missed the DZ..."
"Yeah, dat goes without saying..."

Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
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Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
The Green Fields of France

Oh how do you do young Willie McBride,
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
And rest for a while in the warm Summer sun,
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
when you joined the great fallen in 1916
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or Willie McBride was it slow and obscene.

Did they beat the drum slowly did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined
Although you died back in 1916
To that loyal heart you’re forever 19
Or are you a stranger without even a name
forever enshrined behind some old glass pane
In an old photograph torn tattered and stained
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame.

Did they beat the drum slowly did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

The sun's shining down on these green fields of France
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance
The trenches have vanished long under the plough
No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard that's still no man's land
the countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To a man's blind indifference to his fellow man
and a whole generation who were butchered and damned.

Did they beat the drum slowly did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

And I can't help but wonder no Willie McBride
Do all those who lie here know why they died
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
Did you really believe that this war would end wars
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
The killing and dying it was all done in vain
Oh Willie McBride it all happened again,
and again and again and again and again

Did they beat the drum slowly did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest


Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
[the Regulators are at a dance]
Charley Bowdre: Look at Billy Bonney go.
'Dirty Steve' Stevens: He ain't all there, is he?
Charley Bowdre: He's there enough to be dancing with a pretty girl while we're sitting around pulling our tallywhackers.


Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
Richard D. Winters: [just landed in Normandy. To Hall] All right, follow me!
Richard D. Winters: [start going one way, gunfire - turns around and goes the other way] To hell with that!

Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
"Hey guys, I'm glad we're going to Europe. [takes out his knife] Hitler gets one of these right across the windpipe. Roosevelt changes Thanksgiving to Joe Toye Day. Pay's me ten grand a year for the rest of my fucking life."
-- Sergeant Joe Toye

Autor:  KateFromHighburyPark
Harry Welsh: I made up my mind, Nix, I got the points, I'm going back to Kitty
Cpt. Nixon: Harry, do you really think that Kitty hasn't run off with some 4-F by now?
Harry Welsh: [laughing] Son of a Bitch, that's not even funny...
Richard Winters: Harry, ignore him...



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