And so it was, late on Christmas Eve in 1917, that the guns went silent on the Western Front and the two armies met in the German trenches after flipping a coin to decide. Axis Soldier: Here is a little peace offering. (He hands over a case.) Allied Soldier: German beer! How thoughtful. Axis Soldier: No, it's Belgian. Allied Soldier: Oh. And perhaps your men would appreciate these. (He hands over a carton of cigarettes.) Axis Soldier: American cigarettes! Allied Soldier: Actually, they're Canadian. Axis Soldier: Oh. Well, we might as well enjoy them now while we aren't shooting at each other. Allied Soldier: I couldn't agree more. (They break open the boxes and start to consume their contents. A German plays Oh Tannenbaum softly on his accordion. The Allied soldier pulls a small item out of his front pocket. Here's a little something for yourself. (He hands it over.) Axis Soldier: An iron cross! Just what I always wanted! I, too, have something more to give. (He produces a shoebox and hands it over. The Allied soldier opens it and pulls out a pair of jackboots.) Allied Soldier: These are beauties! And they look almost new! Axis Soldier: Yes. Nonetheless, I assure you that they have made their rounds. |
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© 2007, 2012. Scripts by David Skerkowski. All rights reserved. |
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Silent Night on the Western Front
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