"BBC Proms" Prom 22: War Horse (2014)【完整台词】

When I started working at the National Theatre in 2004
I knew that I wanted Handspring Puppets to work here

And so we were reading various stories
to try and work out what might be another show

Tom Morris
Co-Director

It was War Horse, it was an extraordinary story
I immediately thought:

Handspring Puppet Com an
Cape Town, South Africa

When I started working at the National Theatre in 2004
I knew that I wanted Handspring Puppets to work here

And so we were reading various stories
to try and work out what might be another show

And my mum said to me,
'Have you read the one...

It was War Horse, it was an extraordinary story
I immediately thought:

...could create that definitive puppet
that is going to play a leading role

The first workshop we came to was when
the project was still very much a question mark
There were difficulties in adapting
a novel about the war to the stage

out of shredded newspaper
and cardboard

The workshop participants were released onto
the completely bare Olivier stage one afternoon

And pranced around, and from up on the gallery
the stage looked absolutely ideal

It's of a brisk young ploughboy,
He was ploughing on the plaln

It was down in yonder shade, he went whistling to plough,
And by chance there he met a pretty maid

and breath with the object
Very often you're working as a team

The only way that you can really communicate
with other people who are operating together

with you on the same object is through breath

And we were always told
by the Directors Tom and Marianne

, that the horses need to be horses,
they're not supposed to be well behaved

They must always remain animals,
and animals are unpredictable

Throughout the period of the First World War
there was a huge amount of technology

Production process was being radicalised
making armaments and stuffing them
into the front lines and trenches

...like the Futurists, who
saw the possibility of war...

...as cleansing the
dusty old dry orders

When it came to Britain
we had the Vorticists

Basically I realised that the Vorticist
and Expressionist paintings of people like Nash

The fragmented
and fractured environments...

...and strangely surreal and
inhuman landscapes that they painted...

seemed to represent more the individual
soldiers' experience of being in the war

Here we have the beginning of the idea
of the torn paper out of the sketch book...

which young Albert tak es to war with him

These are Nicholls' initial drawings
of July 1914 of rural Devon

Little sketches of the townscape and close ups,
the kind of thing he'd be working or thinking through

The influence of Muybridge in his thinking, as he's
drawing Joey and Albert galloping across the Downs

And then the more haunting, foreboding atmosphere
of the night time crossing

when he's in a troopship going over to France
This is the harbour itself

And I was drawing with Basil, Adrian and Tom,
going 'shall we do it like this? '

And I just ripped up my sketch book
and put it in the theatre model box

And there was a lovely cloud,
or a landscape or a gash

So Rae creat ed this idea of projection,
and in the sky there's a ripped piece of paper

that we project on to all evening

With War Horse we're trying to achieve
two very distinct looks for the audience
We're trying to make sure they're very aware...
...of two very distinct ideas and places

The most concrete place,
the place where the play starts, is Devon

For me, as far as the lighting goes, it's all about
very, very high angles of light, warm, beautiful sunlight

The kind of thing that makes you think about long summer
days and being in Devon, and the landscape and space

What happens then is we go from rural Devon
to the hell that was the First World War

When you go into the war zone, as it were

suddenly the lighting is all coming at you
from much, much lower more dynamic angles

We used the space underneath the screen
and the light comes from there

Bonjour, mes amis! Spring is in the air
Shame you're not on your holidays

Nice is very nice this time of year, I'm told But you're
not headed there, and neither am I, more's the pity

Platoon, fall in

Oi, your Name?
Trooper Narracott, Sergeant

Trooper Narracott Ah yes

New orders You 're joining the infantry
Sir?

Don't call me 'Sir', I'm not an effing officer,
I work for a living

Hang about how old are you?
Nineteen, Sergeant

More like sixteen

You've been effing transferred, Private Narracott
who claims to be nine effing teen

Don't exist?
Correct, so you're now to be a private in the infantry

What about the horses? My horse is with
that Yeomanry, he's called Joey, this is his picture

You have a picture of your horse?
Why didn't you say?

Ah yes, a simple sketch but unmistakably
What did you say his name was?

Joey
I don't know where your effing Joey is

Do I look like I know the lat est
on every effing horse in the war?

Do I look like an effing equine expert
or even an effing equestrian enthusiast?

Your mob has gone
Any survivors will have been absorbed

So there were survivors
Silence, Private

Are you silent now?
Sergeant

You spoke
Sergeant

You spoke again

You! Here, now

And what, pray, is your name?
Private Taylor, Sergeant

This one here think's he's on a mission for the Dumb
Animals' League, he thinks he's here to nose for his nag

But you know why we're here, don't you,
Private Taylor?

To win the war, Sergeant
That's right You have come to rance to kill Germans

Either of you know any French?
Never mind, I'll learn you some Repeat after me

Je suis un bloody sod

Je suis un bloody bastard

Right I want you all to come and pick up a shovel
You think I'm joking?

Oh, you 're going to need your shovels, boys
Move it I said move it!

Private Narracott

The picture of your horse
If I were you I'd send it home with a letter on the back

'Dearest Mother, I asked, but the effing horse
is in effing horse heaven' Move it!

Right Six months we've been here
and it may be another six before it's over

So here's another French word I want you all to learn
Repeat after me Impasse

And another Dig
And another Trench That's right

We are going to burrow into the ground
and we are going to make ourselves tres comfortable

The deeper you burrow the more comfortable you is

Platoon 'shun! Right turn, toot sweet to the front,
and the tooter the sweeter!

Platoon, by the left, quick march

Goodbye Dolly I must leave you,
Though it breaks my heart to go

Something tells me I am needed
At the front to fight the foe

See the soldler boys are marching
And I can no longer stay

Hark, I hear the bugle calling
Goodbye, Dolly Gray i

Qu'est ce que se passe? Qu'est ce que vous fout ez l??
C'est ma ferme ici!

Plus maintenant
Reviens! T'as pas le droit

What are they going to do with us, sir?
Keep quiet, Narracott

Et qu'est ce qu'ils leur font maintenant?
C'est notre terrain, ce n'est pas une prison

- Va te faire foutre!
- What is she saying?

Just stay calm, Narracott They've requisitioned her land
Don't do anythi ng stu pid

Der Angriff war Wahnsinn
I don't speak Fritz, Fritz

What I said was, that charge was folly

You may not speak Fritz, as you call it
But some of us speak Tommy, Tommy

It was a massacre I have just been shooting your
half dead horses as they hung on the wire I shot fifteen

To send horses int o wire and machine guns
is, how you say barbaric

Trooper! Let them search you

It was my father's
What was? Billy, give it to them

No! It was my father's
Gefreiter!

You didn't have to do that
I'm unarmed

Genug, Gefreiter, er sagt dass er unbewaffnet ist

Beruhigt euch

What beautiful creatures What are these horses' names?
Tell me their names

Entschuldigung, Herr Hauptmann, was sagen sie?

Look into that Gefrieter's eyes
His comrades are all dead, killed by a British shell

He is out for blood
Shall I let the Gefreiter escort you alone?

Joey Topthorn

Topthorn
Wollen Sie ihre englischen Namen benutzen?

F?hren Sie ihn weg Und tun Sie ihm nichts an
Hauptmann

Goodbye, Topthorn Goodbye, old lad

Calm down Calm down, old lad

English Does that make you feel like home?

But now you will join the German cavalry,
and I will be going with you

Do you think we will last? Or will the English machine guns
send a thousand bullets into our bones?

Let me see What's this?
Damn wire

Do not worry We take care
My horse, Siegfried, he was split in two just yesterday

Shrapnel went through his brain, down he went
His head opened up like a seashell

Those eyes Oh, God, now I'm seeing things

Wir bauen einen Krankenwagen zusammen

Hauptmann M?ller?
Spannen Sie die Pferde vor diesen Karren

Herr Oberst, diese Pferde k ?nnen den Karren nicht ziehen,
der eine ist ein Vollblut und der andere ein Jagdpferd

Tun Sie es einfach
Oberst

Oh, boys! Now they want you to pull an ambulance
from here to the hospital

Do not laugh at me
I know, I know, it is out of the question

They do not even know the difference
between a cavalry horse and a cart horse

These fools are what do you say? unhinged

But still, it would mean you will not be riding
into the British guns tomorrow if you can do this

Topthorn I know you have probably never seen
one of these, never mind worn it But it might save your life

Calm down Come on, Topthorn, come on

Hauptmann M?ller
Tut mir leid

Also sterben die Verwundeten?

Das sind die falschen Pferde!
Schauen sie sie an

Where do you want to be? Pulling an ambulance,
or out there with me, tangled and dying in the wire?

The ploughboy's written home a letter,
The best that he knew how

Saylng this cruel war shall n 'er keep us apart

While cannon loud do roar
I shall keep our love secure

You have done this before?

For my tunic button's tight around your heart

Sehen Sie!
To use a beautiful hunter like you as a cart horse!

So it is the British who are unhinged
Why do you know how to take a collar?

Where did you learn?
Whoever taught you just saved your life, Joey

Now Topthorn Joey has shown you

There is nothing to be frightened of, that's right, good lad

Du f?hrst diesen Krankenwagen zum Lazarett
Ich?

Morgen k?nnen Sie zur?ck zu Ihre Einheit
Befehle, Soldat!

Well, there is a piece of luck, Topthorn!
I do not have to rejoin my unit till tomorrow

Danke sch?n! Come on, boys

Don't worry, I will look after you today
Tomorrow, who knows?

Play your cards right, and you may get to stay
with this ambulance, keep out of the fighting for good

Fritz your way?
No, yours?

No We're right in it
Where did they come from?

First I knew, they were in our trench
The only English I heard was 'Fall back! Fall back!'

What shall we do now?
Why are you asking me?

I followed you
'cos I thought you knew what you were doing

I was just shitting myself, Private Just shitting

Are we the only ones who made it?
Can't be

Might be
Can't be

Shall we make a run for it?
But we're lost so which way?

Dunno
We could be running towards them

Come on, Albert You're the country boy,
you're the one who buggers about in fields at night

Nothing to see is there?
Nothing No stars, no moon

Nothing We're buggered ain't we?
We can't be the only ones who made it

I'm gonna finish a letter to my girl
Now?

Will you see it gets
Yes