Rita Fe - The War

© Rita Fe, 2020

ISBN 978-5-4498-4933-5

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

German soldiers are walking along the central street of Minsk. Two women leave the house and look at the street, see the soldiers.

German soldiers are walking along the central street of Minsk. Two women leave the house and look at the street, see the soldiers.

(One woman’s name is Maria (35 years), the

other is Natalia (40years) (they both poor))

This is the Third Reich

or what?

A young guy runs out of the house, named Pavel (25 years, he is poor).

There is a gunfight, gunshots are heard.

Natalia lies on the ground, blood flows from her mouth. Pavel leans over her.

Mom, what’s going on?

Maria runs into the house. She’s screaming:

Pavel, come here

quickly.

Paul gets up and goes into the house.

Stalin is sitting at the table writing a letter. Nearby phone rings.

Stalin picks up the receiver.

Stalin lies down.

He looks before him with a hard look.

The messenger is running.

The war began at the

Belarusian station. The

messenger runs away.

Minsk – top view.

From 6 houses there is smoke and fire, 15 houses are exploding.

Fighter flies by and explodes a few more houses.

There is a girl named – Lena on the street of Minsk, her foot in the blood, she comes to the hospital building.

She pulls the door, the door opens.

A fighter flies to the girl’s head, the hospital lights up. The girl screams and runs away from the hospital.

PAVEL resorts and looks at the blazing hospital. She sees the girl.

My mother is also

wounded, what are we

going to do?

15 soldiers are walking along the street and shooting at passers-by.

Pavel, the girl and the rest of the people are running. The girl gets a bullet in the heart and falls.

Pavel runs to the high-rise building, runs into the house.

Through the street passing military trucks. PAVEL looks out the door and looks at the trucks.

In the big room are sitting artists, dressed in unusual outfits for the atrical stage.

German soldiers come into this room.

They grab the artists and take them out of the room, with the words:

We all go out to be shot!

What are you doing here

all?

(on the way to the exit)

I’m German, maybe you

will not shoot me?

German soldiers kick out and push artists out of the big building.

In the park, between the benches, the Germans are building artists in a long row. The German soldier turns to the.

German actress, who stands apart from everyone:

No, you do not need,

you’re German.

Here, hold the gun (he gives her a gun in her hands), and now shoot everyone.

The German actress takes aim and shoots at the artists.

Another soldier approaches he and puts on her hand a red ribbon with a fascist flag.

Two young girls run in the park, they see a lot of scattered corpses, cry out, look at the corpses.

(at the sight of the corpse)

These are the same artists!

Let’s run from here, Anna!

They run further, see ahead of the German soldiers and run to the sides.

Odessa. A girl named Nastya comes to the mirror.

NASTYA – beautiful girl, 20 years – the main character.

Nastya turns and sees her mother. Mom is washing things over the basin.

I do not know Nastya,

look again.

Nastya is walking along the street, many passers-by pass by her, she asks a question to the passing guy.

Do you know what is.

happening in Belarus?

The guy goes on. Nastya goes further for the guy, tells the guy.

What else is there?

Nastya is laying a newspaper on the table. Reads it.

She looks at his mother, runs up to his mother.

Mom, listen, we must go.

Mom looks at her in surprise.

Nastya opens the dresser and takes out her hat-a military cap. She puts it on her head. She looks in the mirror.

In the office of the general-major.

Major-General Dobrynov is sitting at the table, opposite him is a young guy (18 years), behind the guy stands Nastya and waits.

Sorry, I can not go, my

mother is sick.

I understand you, go

home.

A young guy comes out of the office.

(with a smile)

I, I want to go to the

front. You let me go?

The general looks at her.

What are you thinking,

lady?

Where can I send

you?

All of our people were in

the cauldron. Where can

I send you?

Let’s get close to them,