Cross of Iron (1977) Script

1 00:04:47,209 --> 00:04:50,916 This is Regimental Headquarters calling Corporal Steiner.

Can you pick me up, Steiner?

Steiner, can you hear me?


Good kill! Beautiful.

Look, my new weapon.

Get one for yourself. Some ammunition.

Give him a hand. Of course.

Look at that!

Nothing we haven't seen before. Steiner.

Look what I found running around in the back. A little Russian fledgling.

Put it down.


We go.

See if you can get Meyer. Tell him we'll need transportation from checkpoint seven.

Right, sir.

Bring him with us.

Push, push, push, push, push!

Come on, come on! Quickly!

All right, stop.

This damned country!

Once it was a new adventure, but I have a feeling that one of these days, this land will swallow us up.

Captain Stransky, sir.

Colonel Brandt. You're welcome. Thank you, sir.

This is my adjutant, Captain Kiesel.

Captain, how are you?

Thank you for asking, Captain. I feel terrible. I've got diarrhoea.

How are you?

You should meet your own adjutant. Lieutenant Triebig.

He's also a new arrival.

Won't you join us in a glass of wine?

Oh, that's very kind of you, sir. Take my coat, please.

Yes, sir. Hmm.

My respects, Colonel. A 1937 Mosel in the southernmost corner of Russia.


A bottle of Mosel is no more out of place in this region than we are ourselves.

Your health, gentlemen.

I'm not going to drink to my health.

It's not worth drinking to.

To the end of the war?

Colonel, why does our presence here strike you as so absurd?

Captain, why did you ask to be relieved from duty in France?

I want to get the Iron Cross.

We could give you one of mine.

No, no, I'm just joking.

Actually it's exactly what my commanding officer in France asked me.

"I can't stop you," he said.

"Since I'm convinced that without you the Eastern Front

"would collapse in a matter of days.

"Go ahead, you heroic horse's ass."

"Heroic horse's ass." His exact words.

I withdraw my toast to the end of the war.

To heroic horse's asses everywhere.

To the patient foolish.

Colonel, I would like to make something quite clear to Captain Kiesel.

I volunteered for this campaign because I feel that men of quality are needed here.

It is time to destroy the myth of Russian invincibility.

Just how do we do that?

Bolstering morale, punishing those who are insubordinate and rebellious.

Instilling a new respect for ranking officers.

Low morale goes hand in hand with defeat after defeat followed by impending defeat.

Now you are new to our Russian front, so I don't blame you for talking like a horse's ass.

Of course, sir, I'm not familiar with the Russian front yet, but I firmly don't believe that the ideals of the German soldier even...

The German soldier no longer has any ideals.

He's not fighting for the culture of the West, not for one form of government that he wants, and not for the stinking party.

He's fighting for his life. God bless him.

Well, sir, I am a soldier, and as a soldier, I feel it is my duty to subordinate my own ideas to the principles of my country, right or wrong.

Colonel Brandt, Lieutenant Meyer, sir.


Yes? Steiner's on his way back.

What sort of shape are they in? The usual!

Very well, I see.

I want a briefing as soon as they're rested.

Yes, sir. And, Meyer, Captain Stransky is here.

See that he is informed of our situation.

Yes, sir.

Steiner's back. Of course.

Who's Steiner?

To you, in some ways, he could be a problem.

But he's a first-rate soldier.

So, we look the other way.

Anything to add to that, Kiesel?

Steiner is a myth.

But men like him are our last hope.

And in that sense, he's truly a very dangerous man.

Well, I will see.

Colonel, with your permission.

Well, what do you think of our new captain?

I feel he thinks he is on some kind of special mission, that is, to achieve spiritual domination of his battalion, thereby symbolizing the purity of the great German Wehrmacht itself.

Even when going down in defeat.

If they're the last of us, Stransky and Steiner, then God help us.


Medic! Medic!

Captain Stransky, welcome to the second platoon.

Lieutenant. Meyer, Captain.

I am to show you to your quarters, brief you on our current situation.

Where's my bunker? Down there, in front of the factory, sir.

The second platoon is guarding your post. Where are they?

They're just returning from reconnaissance, sir.

Who's in charge of it? Corporal Steiner, sir.


What is so special about this Corporal Steiner?

Early in the Novorossiysk attack, Corporal Steiner saved Colonel Brandt's life.

Ah! And mine, too.


Corporal Steiner!

I'm Captain Stransky. I'm your new commander here.

Yes, sir.

Who's this?

Corporal Schnurrbart, sir.

And the other one?

That is a Russian prisoner, sir.

You know as well as I do that there are orders that no Russian prisoners are to be taken.

Get rid of him.

How, sir?

Well, shoot him!

You shoot him, sir.

I will. On the spot.

And then I'll deal with you.

No need. I'll see that it's taken care of, sir.

I want to see you in my bunker. One hour.

With your full report.

Clear? Of course, sir.

You already drank both the vodka. I'm using it for the cooking.

Oh, shit.

Corporal Steiner? I'm Lily Marlene.

Come here, son.


I want to show you what our new army looks like.

What's your name, son? Private Dietz, sir.

They're sending us babies now.

Hello, child.

Private Dietz.

How long have you been soldiering?

Six weeks, sir. I volunteered, sir.

Don't volunteer for anything around here.

Just keep your eye on Kr├╝ger here, and myself.

Do exactly as we say or you'll be wearing boots up your ass for a long time.

Clear? Yes, sir!

And don't call me sir. Excuse me.

Go with this foul-smelling one over here.

Put him in Schiller's bunk.

Kern, see if you can find a jacket or a blanket, something for the boy.

Get Schiller's jacket. He must have something over there.

Yes, sir! Oh, excuse me.

Stand at ease.

Thank you, sir.

My report. Thank you.

I regret the incident this afternoon, Corporal.

But orders are orders.

We have enough trouble with the feeding of our own troops without taking prisoners.

Anyway, it's very bad for security.

I've read your preliminary report, and it gives me great pleasure to inform you that Colonel Brandt and I have agreed to recommend you for promotion to Senior Sergeant, effective at once.

Your promotion doesn't seem to have made much of an impression.

No, it doesn't.

All right.

I've read your report. Anything to add to this?

Russians, sir. We should be hearing from them very soon, sir.

An offensive? Yes, I should think so, sir.

Starting when? Soon.

What about your platoon? Two killed, one missing.

Two killed, how?

Bullets. Mortar fire. Artillery. Heavy salvos. Bad luck.

Terminal syphilis. The usual things, Captain.

The missing man, did you look for him, Steiner?

No, sir. Why not?

I felt that it would be irresponsible of me to risk the safety of the entire platoon for the sake of one man.

You felt what?

A non-commissioned officer does not permit a missing man in such a case, in any case!

I'll try to do better next time, sir.

I'd like to have that in writing. If you wish.

You know, Corporal... Sergeant, I have a feeling you somewhat overestimate your importance.

At the moment, I am free of any such illusions, sir.

Well, may I suggest to you that you do not underestimate your present company.

Everything you are and may become is dependent upon this present company.

No, I will not forget that, sir.

But I may add that a man is generally what he feels himself to be.

Of course.

Of course.

You're dismissed.

I shall be back soon, sir.

Is that a salute?

Yes, sir.

Triebig. Yes, sir.

You must be careful, Steiner. He's taken a strong dislike to you.

I'll survive.

You're not dealing with just another Nazi Party type.

This one is pure Prussian military aristocracy and rich.

Hey, why are you bringing in the apples?

To eat, you overgrown idiot.

You know the ruling classes?

Come now, Lieutenant, what's left for them to rule?

Don't be naive.

Stransky will survive this war one way or another.

And he'll still have his land, his wealth,

and his status.

But he'll be very dangerous in defeat. Be careful with him.

He doesn't live in the same world we live in.

Ah, no, he's living in my world now.

Yeah, sure.

Lieutenant? Yeah?

Please, would you come inside for a minute? There's something I'd like to show you.