The Three Little Soldiers

By Csnoopgodin31

EXT: DENSE FOREST AT- NIGHT

Titles: Eastern France 1944, Edge of the Allied Advance

LS- US Command Post. BRICKS approaches STRAW and WOODSTON

SERGEANT BRICKS
Private Straw! Private Woodston! Follow me; we’re on outpost duty tonight.

PRIVATE STRAW
Terrific.

LS- PRIVATE STRAW, WOODSTON, and SERGEANT BRICKS travel through the Allied camp, through the front lines and slowly make their way towards the outpost positions.
MS- BRICKS crouches down with WOODSTON and BRICKS.

BRICKS
All right, we’ll set up 3 separate lookouts, with the center lookout placed there. Now we’re expecting some German movement but don’t be surprised to run into civilians or lost soldiers. Ease up on your trigger fingers. The German front lines are about 100 yards that way. Be on alert. I’ll take the right flank, Straw, you take the left and Woodston, set up your machine gun in the center. Go.

PRIVATE WOODSTON
Yes sir. (Woodston begins to travel towards his spot.) Damn, might as well place me right in front a German firing squad.

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EXT: EDGE OF FOREST

Title: German front lines.

GERMAN OFFICER
Heinrich Wolfen! Begrüßen Sie zurück, wie war Ihr Urlaub?
(Heinrich Wolfen! Welcome Back, How was your vacation?)

HEINRICH WOLFEN
Mein Urlaub war sehr langweilig. Wie ist mein Arbeit heute?
(My vacation was very boring. What is my job today?)

GERMAN OFFICER
Sie müssen nach Soldaten suchen und über ihre position berichten. Töten Sie sie, wenn sie zu nahe zu unserer position sind. Werden Sie Ihr Englisch verwenden?
(You must look for soldiers and report on their location. Kill them if they are too close to our position. Will you use your English?)


WOLFEN
Ha ha. Yes Sir

OFFICER and WOLFEN smile and nod to each other as they stand up, salute and WOLFEN walks out.
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MS- First foxhole, STRAW crouches down and crawls into a small, half dug foxhole.

STRAW (to himself)
Shit. Where’s my damn shovel. Ahh forget it. No ones comin’ through the lines tonight.

CS- STRAW stares out into the darkness as his eyes begin to feel heavy and his head begins to tilt.

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WOODSTON and BRICKS jump into the center foxhole holding a pile of branches.

BRICKS
All right, pile these branches up and place your machine gun through them. Watch for any scouts. Now listen, I don’t want you catching any Z’s out here. I’ll be about 40 yards that way.

WOODSTON
Yes sir.

MS- WOODSTON piles the branches in front of the fox hole and peers out into the darkness.

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BRICKS completes digging his fox hole, begins collecting branches and pulls a thick log to the front of his position.

BRICKS
Damn newbies.

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WOLFEN is creeping through the forest and spots STRAW’s fox hole.

WOLFEN (whispering)
Hey buddy. Hey you American?

CS- STRAW’s eyes open immediately and his hands tighten around his rifle. Too scared to sit up, he raises his head slightly.
CS- WOLFEN creeps closer to STRAW’s position.

WOLFEN
I’ve been huffin’ and puffin’ all around here. I’ve been shot, I need help.

CS- STRAW slowly leans up more and waves for him to come over. WOLFEN creeps over, waits till STRAW’s back is turned. WOLFEN pulls out a large knife, wraps his hand around STRAW’s mouth and stabs him.

MS- WOLFEN wipes off his knife and notices a glare from a few yards away. He crouches down and advances towards WOODSTON’s position.

CS- WOLFEN crouching on his knees.

WOLFEN
Hey buddy. Hey you American?

WOODSTON is startled, ducks his head back into the foxhole and under the branches.

WOODSTON (weakly)
Straw?

WOLFEN
I’ve been huffin’ and puffin’ all around here. I’ve been shot, I need help.

CS- WOODSTON stays still and slowly reaches his hand toward the trigger of his machine gun.

MS- WOLFEN sees WOODSTON’s hand reach up. WOLFEN crashes through the branches on to WOODSTON with his knife leading the way.

CS- WOLFEN finishes off WOODSTON and lifts his head out of the foxhole, noticing yet another glare and foxhole.

MS- WOLFEN crawls towards the third foxhole and prepares his knife for a third strike.

WOLFEN
Hey buddy. Hey you American?

CS- WOLFEN receives no answer again and continues.

WOLFEN
I’ve been huffin’ and puffin’ all around here. I’ve been shot, I need help.

MS- WOLFEN stares at the foxhole and believes that it was just another scared young soldier.

MS- WOLFEN charges the foxhole with knife in hand. He barrels over the log and falls through the branches into the fox hole. His eyes widen as he realizes that he has just tackled a helmet on top of a rifle.

MS- BRICKS raises his hand from beneath the foliage just outside the foxhole with his pistol ready to fire. BRICKS fires his pistol.
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The Three Little Soldiers

Created: Jan 06, 2010

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