General Script posted January 20, 2015 Chapters:  ...9 10 -11- 12... 


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The Commandant and Lieutenant Van Damme disagree.

A chapter in the book British Women

Barrack Room Brawl.

by Tomes Johnston


The author has placed a warning on this post for violence.
The author has placed a warning on this post for sexual content.

(LIGHTS COME UP ON VAN DAMME).
 
VAN DAMME:
(ADDRESSING THE AUDIENCE).
To the great Commandant Koch, brilliant strategist and military genius, this wasn’t part of the war. This was just an inconvenient stumbling block until he recovered and got back to the real war.
 
(LIGHTS COME UP ON KOCH, STANDING BEFORE HIS WHEELCHAIR).
 
VAN DAMME CONT:
He never commanded a prison camp before, and a camp for women no less. Never mind the fact that he met an old love and her daughter. Her words opened him up, like no war wound ever could…
 
(KOCH WALKS BEHIND THE WHEELCHAIR, USING IT FOR SUPPORT. HE STOPS AND SHAKES HIS HEAD, VAN DAMME WALKS OVER TO HIM. COMMANDANT KOCH IS OBLIVIOUS OF HIS PRESENCE).
 
VAN DAMME CONT:
Permission to enter, Commandant?
 
KOCH:
Granted.
 
VAN DAMME:
About earlier, Sir…
 
KOCH:
Yes, this girl…
 
VAN DAMME:
I’m sure she knows something.
 
KOCH:
You have an unhealthy interest in her, Lieutenant.
 
VAN DAMME:
I was just trying to squeeze some information out of her, Sir.
 
KOCH:
That may be so, but we will comply with the Geneva Convention. I will stand for no brutality from my subordinates. We will interrogate her. We will be persistent, not brutal.
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
Do I make myself clear?
 
VAN DAMME:
Yes, sir. Perfectly clear. We are human after all.
 
KOCH:
Those poor women don’t seem to think so.
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
They think we’re animals if we rape them.
 
VAN DAMME:
I can’t say it doesn’t happen. I can’t be everywhere at once, Sir.
 
KOCH:
I can see it in their eyes. I know it goes on. Atrocities are committed by both sides, but I won’t stand for it under my command…
 
(HE BENDS OVER IN AGONY).
 
VAN DAMME:
Are you all right, Sir?
 
KOCH:
I’m all right. I might just have overdone it.
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
I have taken the war back with me, Lieutenant.
 
(HE SITS DOWN IN THE WHEELCHAIR).
 
KOCH:
I’ll mend. I just wish it could be quicker. The less time I spend here the better. No more mistreatment of the women. Do you understand me, Lieutenant?
 
VAN DAMME:
I understand, Sir. You’re not used to this.
 
KOCH:
I’m not used to what, Lieutenant?
 
VAN DAMME:
I’m just saying that I can’t watch the men twenty-four hours a day. They resent what the British did to our kind.
 
KOCH:
What kind?
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
These are helpless women and children.
 
VAN DAMME:
All I’m saying is that you can issue an order, but you can’t hold back the tide, Sir.
 
KOCH:
Lieutenant Van Damme.
 
VAN DAMME:
Sir.
 
KOCH:
You better hold back that tide, or it will swamp over you.
 
VAN DAMME:
I’ll give the order, Sir, but…
 
KOCH:
But what?
(PAUSE)
Tell me.
 
VAN DAMME:
Some of these men served with you at the front.
 
KOCH:
As did you, Lieutenant.
 
VAN DAMME:
Yes, Sir. Some of them talked about the Landsman last night.
 
KOCH:
The bar… All right, so what?
 
VAN DAMME:
Yes, it was a bar and also a brothel. They talked about how you used to go there often.
 
KOCH:
(RISING).
Lieutenant…
 
VAN DAMME:
I’m sorry, Sir, but I must tell you what they’re saying.
 
KOCH:
We had been away for a long time and I hadn’t seen my wife in over a year.
 
VAN DAMME:
A lot of the men did it, but those women were British women.
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
I paid them and they were willing.
 
VAN DAMME:
Don’t fool yourself… They were forced into it as well. The men were saying that they were relieved that you were in command. They said that you understood how it is. Sir, when I tell them to stop they won’t understand and will bring the Landsman up. I remember one of the girls refused and they took her away. I remember when we left the next day. She was lying on the side of the road.
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
(AS HE TURNS AWAY).
She was only a girl.
 
KOCH:
I still have nightmares about her…
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
Covered in blood… Her clothes torn… Her mouth open…
 
KOCH:
Open and accusing, as if she was calling us animals.
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
Cursing us for what we did.
 
KOCH:
Calling us…
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
Savages.
 
VAN DAMME:
I’m sorry, Sir. I didn’t mean to upset you, but these things happen in war. Take that Samantha.
(KOCH LOOKS AT HIM).
The men want her. She may be the enemy, but she’s a beautiful girl. They think that they can do what they want to the enemy.
 
KOCH:
You’re not married or have a family, Lieutenant.
 
VAN DAMME:
No, Sir.
 
KOCH:
You might see them as the enemy, but I see a frightened parent trying to protect her daughter. I have come to the conclusion that they know nothing about the attack.
 
VAN DAMME:
But, Sir… We must interrogate them properly…
 
KOCH:
I have also come to the conclusion that I need a housekeeper.
 
VAN DAMME AND MALE CHORUS:
A housekeeper?
 
KOCH:
Yes, I’m sick of army food.
 
VAN DAMME:
I’m sorry, Sir, but…
 
KOCH:
She will work for me during the day in here.
 
VAN DAMME:
You want her in here, Sir?
 
KOCH:
Yes.
 
VAN DAMME:
In your private quarters?
 
KOCH:
Yes.
 
VAN DAMME:
With access to kitchen tools and knives? And what about your pistol?
 
KOCH:
I’m a soldier, Lieutenant and she’s a young girl. I can take care of myself.
 
VAN DAMME:
But, Sir…
 
KOCH AND MALE CHORUS:
That’s the end of it.
 
KOCH:
Have your men take her here tomorrow morning.
 
(KOCH TURNS HIS WHEELCHAIR AWAY FROM VAN DAMME, WHO HESITATES, THEN SALUTES AND EXITS. LIGHTS FADE).
 


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Amanda and her daughter are British prisoners in a European Prisoner of war camp. Amanda is an old flame of the Commandant and says that he is Samantha's father. Commandant Koch's men want to rape Samantha, while Koch is trying to protect her.
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