Joseph Liebgott quotes from Band of Brothers

Liebgott

[translating a German general's speech] Men, it's been a long war, it's been a tough war. You've fought bravely, proudly for your country. You're a special group. You've found in one another a bond that exists only in combat, among brothers. You've shared foxholes, held each other in dire moments. You've seen death and suffered together. I'm proud to have served with each and every one of you. You all deserve long and happy lives in peace.

Sobel

[Addressing whole platoon.] You people are at the position of attention! [To Perconte] Private Perconte, have you been blousing your trousers over your boots like a paratrooper?

Perconte

No, sir.

Sobel

Then explain the creases at the bottom.

Perconte

No excuse, sir.

Sobel

Volunteering for the Parachute Infantry is one thing, Perconte, but you've got a long way to prove that you belong here. Your weekend pass is revoked. [moves on] Name?

Luz

Luz, George.

Sobel

[examining Luz's M1 rifle] Dirt in the rear sight aperture. Pass revoked. [walks over to another soldier] When did you sew on these Chevrons, Sergeant Lipton?

Lipton

Yesterday, sir.

Sobel

[displays a loose thread pulled from the stripe] Long enough to notice this – revoked.

Lipton

Sir. [Sobel walks over to another soldier.]

Sobel

Name.

Malarkey

Malarkey, Donald G!

Sobel

Malarkey is slang for "bullshit," isn't it? [takes his rifle]

Malarkey

Yes, sir!

Sobel

Rust on the butt-plate hinge spring, Private Bullshit – revoked. [tosses his rifle at Malarkey and moves on] Name.

Liebgott

Liebgott, Joseph, D, sir.

Sobel

Rusty bayonet, Liebgott. You want to kill Germans?

Liebgott

Yes, sir.

Sobel

[knocks his helmet with the bayonet] Not with this. [to the whole platoon] I will not take this rusty piece of shit to war, and I will not take you to war in your condition. [throws bayonet to the ground] Now thanks to these men and their infractions, every man in the company who had a weekend pass has lost it. Change into your PT gear. We're running Currahee.

Guarnere

Eh, I like Winters, he's a good man. But when the bullets start flyin', I don't know if I want a Quaker doing my fighting for me.

How do you know he's a Quaker?

Guarnere

He ain't Catholic.

Malarkey

Neither is Sobel.

Guarnere

That prick's a Son of Abraham.

Liebgott

What?

Guarnere

He's a Jew.

Liebgott

I'm a Jew.

Guarnere

Congratulations, get your nose outta my face.

Winters

Joe, drop your ammo.

Liebgott

What? What are you doing?

Winters

[pulls out the ammo from the weapon, displaying a single bullet] You have one round. [Turns to John Martin] Johnny, how many prisoners do we have?!

Martin

We got 11 right now, sir.

Winters

[Turns back to Liebgott] You drop a prisoner, the rest will jump you. I want all prisoners back at the company CP. Alive.

Luz

I'll tell you one thing about the Krauts; they sure clean up good.

Liebgott

Yup, all you need is a little Mozart.

Nixon

[Joins them] Beethoven.

Liebgott

Sorry, sir?

Nixon

That's not Mozart. That's Beethoven.

Nixon

Hitler's dead.

Liebgott

Holy shit.

Nixon

Shot himself in Berlin.

Is the war over, sir?

Nixon

No. We have orders to Berchtesgaden. We're gonna move out in one hour.

Webster

Why? The man's not home. Should've killed himself three years ago, saved us a lot of trouble.

Nixon

Yeah, he should've. But he didn't.

Winters

[about the concentration camp's prisoners] Can you ask him, uh, ask him what kind of camp this is? Um, what, ah, why are they here?

Liebgott

Was ist das hier?

Das, das, das, das hier, das... das ist ein arbeitslager für unerwunschte wirklich.

Liebgott

He says, it's a work camp for, Unerwunschte. I'm not sure what the word means, sir. Uh, unwanted, disliked maybe?

Nixon

[guessing] Criminals?

Liebgott

I don't think criminals, sir. Uh, verbrecher?

Verbrecher? Nein, nein.

Liebgott

No

Ärzte, musiker, beamter, bauern...

Liebgott

Doctors, musicians...

Schreiber, schneider, intellektuelle...

Liebgott

tailors, clerks, farmers, intellectuals. I mean, normal people.

Juden. Juden. Juden.

Liebgott

[softly] They're Jews.

Polen, Zigeuner...

Liebgott

Poles, Gypsies

Aber Ich glaub das schlimm, das Frauenlager ist bei der nexte bahnstation dort hin.

Liebgott

Wie bitte, was sagen sie?

Das das Frauenlager bei der nexte bahnstation. [The prisoner wanders away, weeping]

Winters

Liebgott?

Liebgott

...The women’s camp is at the next railroad stop.