No Man's Land

Fuck me, if he knows where we are.

You said it.

At least he hasn't led us to the enemy.

Guys, we'll wait until the fog lifts.

It's too risky to carry on.

With you, even drinking coffee is risky.

What a guide!

You try to do better in this fog!

Listen to him! He's always happy.

The eternal optimist.

Know the difference between a pessimist and an optimist?

- No, what? - A pessimist thinks things can't be worse.

An optimist knows they can.

You and your crap jokes. No one else finds them funny.

If you had any brains at all, you'd give up.

Oh, yeah? If I had any, I wouldn't be here.

I'd be a general or a UN official.

Or I'd open a restaurant. What's that look for?

It would help my budget if you smoked your own.

- Since you're offering... - Who the fuck am I? Mother Teresa?

Are you crazy?

You want them to see us?

Who's going to see us? I can't even see my feet.

Put those cigarettes out! Put them out!

Hair in place?

He's something else!

First time at the front and he dozes off before we get there.

Kids these days...

What?

- Any idea where we are? - I reckon we should be there by now.

Dawn will soon be here and it'll be easier.

I never took a relief squad to the front at night before.

We got lucky...

Look!

Look!

Shit...

Run!

SERBIAN LINES

You think they were trying to take back the trench?

No, I don't think so.

- I think a relief squad got lost. - Check it!

Yes, sir!

BOSNIAN LINES

What happened?

Our relief squad got lost in the fog.

- Are there any survivors? - Shit!

I'll alert HQ. Call me if there's any change.

- If there's any change? - Yes, if the dead start walking.

I need two volunteers to inspect the middle trench.

You, the new guy. Go with him.

Him? He doesn't even know how to load a gun.

Perfect. You can teach him.

Shit.

Cera!

You don't need this. Nor this, nor this, nor this.

My name's Nino.

Here.

If you notice anything, come straight back.

What's wrong?

- You scared? - No.

They've got the sun in their eyes, they can't see you.

If there's trouble, wait until dark to come back.

Fucking hell.

Follow me, do what I do and don't try to be clever.

Good luck.

Don't touch anything. It might be booby-trapped.

Make a fucking effort...

Stop here.

What are you doing?

Seeing as we have time, let's have a little fun.

Look at it: "Made in EU."

My little baby.

What do you think it is?

- A mine. - A bouncing mine!

When the enemy steps on it...

...what happens, according to you?

- It explodes. - No, nothing happens.

But when the enemy steps off it, it bounces up...

...and explodes about three feet off the ground...

...spraying out 2,000 lead bearings...

...that destroy everything in a radius of 50 yards.

I'll show you.

Move this son of a bitch.

Gently.

Careful with the pin.

Lay the body down slowly, otherwise you get blown up.

Go on, tug the wire now.

Me? Why me?

Go on, don't worry, as long as there's a weight...

Do it gently, that's all.

I can't.

Chicken!

See that?

I invented this.

When they pick up the body the mine will blow them all to hell.

- What's your name again? - Nino.

You'll set the next one.

He looks asleep.

That's because he's still fresh. It won't last in this heat.

Try to sleep. We'll leave once it's dark.

Afterwards, we'll set more of these babies.

Where's that gun?

What gun?

Where does this trench lead?

Where does the trench lead?

Where does the trench lead?

Outside.

- Really? Where, outside? - Into the field.

Is it mined?

Where does the other one lead?

- I don't know. - You don't know anything?

Fuck...

Don't touch that! Get back!

- How did you get here? - We crawled.

Across the field? You're lying!

I'm not. Your side was blinded by the sun.

- And the mines? - I don't know. He knew.

Where's the map?

- What map? - Of Bolivia, stupid. Of the mines!

- Empty your pockets. - Why?

Because I have a gun and you don't. Come on.

Is that all?

Strip.

- What? - Strip.

Why?

Are you stupid, or what? Because I have a gun and you don't.

You may not have noticed, but I'm in charge here.

I'm starving.

You're always starving.

- What's up? - You have to see this.

What now?

- What the hell's that? - Is he ours?

It's not written on his boxers. Call the officer.

- What do I tell him? - That the dead are walking.

Okay. Get down here.

You hear me? Come down.

He wasn't ours?

I've no idea. I only saw him for a second.

What a hawk-eye.

Let's not take any risks.

Hello. Put me through to the artillery.

- I can't see anything. - He saw him, too.

- One of ours? - God knows. He only had boxer shorts on.

Any other brilliant ideas?

If you piss me off, you go back out there.

They've stopped.

Sure. Yours never stop.

How about yours? Do they ever stop?

You can't compare. We didn't start the war.

And maybe we did?

No! The Khmer Rouge! All you can do is make war.

- Us? - No, you're pacifists.

The Great Serbia, all the way to the Pacific!

Please. The whole world thinks like me.

What world? Your world!

You show our burned villages and say they're yours.

And that's my side shooting now?

You're all saints. Give it a rest.

You don't even leave the dead in peace.

It's not the same.

Really? Laying mines under the dead, pillaging, killing, raping, what's all that?

- Who are you talking about? - You guys!

I haven't seen anything like what you say.

I've seen it! I saw my village burn.

- I don't know. I wasn't there. - I was!

Haven't our villages burned, too? Who killed our people?

Your side, probably. They just shot at you, too.

They only shot at me because they didn't recognize me.

It's useless talking to you.

What the hell made you ruin this beautiful country?

- Us? - Yes!

You're crazy. You wanted to separate, not us.

Because you started the war!

- You started it! - What? Who started it?

You started the war! You started it!

Who started the war?

- We did. - You started the war.

And stop pissing me off. You're getting on my nerves.

Get out! Come on, get out of here!

Fuck.

Daring to say it was us.

What was all that?

I'll alert HQ. Call me if there's any change.

- What now? - Nothing. We wait till dark.

And then?

Then, if you survive, we'll crawl over to the lines.

And stop bothering me.

- So you're not going to free me. - Dream on.

Cera, you're alive!

Don't move!

Don't move!

There's a mine under you. It could explode.

- What mine? - A bounding one. Don't move.

- Are you kidding me? - Do I look like I'm kidding?

Come here. Defuse it.

- You hear me? Defuse it! - I don't know how.

Don't fool around. Defuse it! I'm going to kill you! Defuse it!

If I try, I'll kill us all.

Fuck. What is this shit?

Ciki, what's happening?