A young Italian girl survives the horrors of war to marry, love, live, and become a modern woman.

ROBBIE
Heavenly Father, I pray you accept the souls of these two fine boys, who died much too soon. They gave their lives in service to their country, an honor I wish on no man. May the warmth of your love ease the pain their mothers will soon suffer. Amen.

Robbie gets to his feet and slowly makes his way cautiously out of the field and back to the others.

The men gather round as he strips off his bloodstained shirt, grabs a canteen and washes his face.

KANE
Robbie, what happened? Another mine?

ROBBIE
Yeah.

STEPHEN
You want us to go get them?

ROBBIE
No. Mount up, we’re leaving.

GREG
What? B-but Dwight and –

ROBBIE
They’re casualties of war. We can’t stay here. The Krauts may have heard those explosions. I’m also not risking any more men. So, come on – move!

Robbie pulls out a clear shirt from the back of the truck and puts it on. He heads for the cab of his truck.

The men look at each other, dumbstruck.

STEPHEN
He’s got no heart.

GREG
Talk about cold.

KANE
Put a sock in it. Someday, if you’re ever in command, see how you do when faced with the tough decisions. Now, you heard the man – move!

INT./EXT. ROBBIE’S TRUCK – DAY

Kane drives. Robbie writes, sorrow written across his face.

KANE
How many of those have you written?

ROBBIE
Too many.

EXT. MILKMAN’S SHOP – DAY

A crowded street outside a small, badly battered shop.

Silvana and Marie stand in line with many other WOMEN. Among them, Angela. All of them carry small tin buckets.

Nearby, several WOMEN gather round an open fire hydrant and fill buckets with water.

ANGELA
(The Allies are closing in on Rome. There’s talk that Mussolini is going to pull out, despite Hitler wanting him to make a stand.)

SILVANA
(Gee, Angela, you always have the best information. How do you do it?)

MARIA
(Silvana!)

ANGELA
(It’s okay, Maria. I’ve been slipping across the lines for weeks.)

SILVANA
(Oh.)

ANGELA
(I give the Allies information; they reciprocate, in more ways than one.)

She hands Silvana a bit of chocolate.

SILVANA
(Thank you.)

MARIA
(Angela, you need to be careful. If you’re caught –)

ANGELA
(I’ll be fine.)

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