Their Land, Their Blood/Transcript

German #1: Tot, stinken sie noch erbärmlicher. Kommt! Lasst uns hier verschwinden, bevor sie noch mal angreifen!

German #2: Töten wir sie, genau wie diese dreckigen Schweine!

German #3: Was gefunden?

German #2: Nur billigen Plunder, der sie wohl an ihre Heimat erinnern sollte.

(Dimitri then reaches for a Mosin-Nagant rifle)

German #1: Nein! Du russisches Schwein! Du hättest lieber tot bleiben sollen!

German #1: Was ist da-?

Translation
German #1: They smell even more pitiful when they're dead. Come on! Let's get out of here before they attack!

German #2: We'll kill them, too, just like those dirty pigs!

German #3: What did you find?

German #2: Only cheap junk that apparently was supposed to remind them of their motherland.

(Dimitri then reaches for a Mosin-Nagant rifle)

German #1: No! *Kicks Dimitri in the face* You Russian pig! You should have stayed dead! *Smacks Dimitri*

German #1: What is tha-?

(A T-34 tank blasts a hole in the wall, incapacitating Germans #1 and #2. Sgt. Reznov and Pvt. Chernov enter the room. Reznov quickly guns down German #3 in the room. )

Sgt. Reznov: Dimitri? (To Chernov) Finish those rats! (Helps Dimitri up) Haha! Once again, you cheat death! Our tanks are ready to smash this line, and... CHERNOV! I am not hearing gunshots!

Pvt. Chernov: There is no point, Sergeant. They are already bleeding to death.

(Reznov hands Dimitri a Mosin-Nagant.)

Sgt. Reznov: Then maybe our friend will help them bleed faster.