a dialogue

In the trench

war zone

Lt. Sullivan: I'll wait for them to come and rescue you.

Private Werther: Please kill me; I don't want to be a prisoner of the enemy.

Lt. Sullivan: Neither do I. You're too badly wounded. Look at me.

Private Werther: Please kill me.

Lt. Sullivan: You're too young. Give me your hand.

Private Werther: You're bleeding.

A grenade explodes.

Silence.