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[LOCOMOTIVE
PICKING UP STEAM]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[WINCH CRANKING]

[OPENS
CIGARETTE LIGHTER]

[CLOSES]

[CRASHING OPEN]

GEORGE,
SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[DOG BARKS]

[GRUNTS]

Man: ROTHMAN?

WHO'S THIS ROTHMAN?

MAX ROTHMAN.

ISN'T HIS FATHER
IN SHOES?

THINK SO.

SHOES OR FROCKS.

SHOES, FROCKS, OR STOCKS.

THE DUKE OF WESTMINSTER

USED TO OWN A SPANIEL
CALLED JEW,

EXCEPT WHEN HIS ROTHSCHILD
BANKER CAME OVER.

THEN THEY CALLED HIM JOE.

OOH! CHAMPAGNE!

[POP]
[LAUGHING]

MAX.

WHY ARE YOU WASTING
THIS DIVINE TABLE
ON THESE SWINE?

Max: INSECURITY,
I SUPPOSE.

YEAH, WELL, INSECURITY
IS THE MOTHER
OF AN OVERDRAFT.

Man: HELLO.
GEORGE GROSZ.

I HEAR THE SOUND
OF NEW MONEY.

I'M FOR SALE.

I MAY PAY
FOR THIS EVENING YET.

COME.

COME, COME.

TAKE CARE OF GROSZ
FOR ME, WILL YOU?

GEORGE.

GEORGE, A MOMENT.

MR. EPP.

OH.

MRS. EPP, I THINK MAX

WOULD LIKE A QUICK WORD
WITH YOU.

GEORGE, DO YOU
WANT A DRINK?

HELLO, HELLO.

[KISSES CHEEKS]

SO NICE TO SEE YOU.
HELLO.

I HAVE A MONET
DOWNSTAIRS.

MONET? WHY?

WELL, I THOUGHT
THIS MIGHT BE A TAD
TOO MODERN FOR YOU.

ARE YOU QUESTIONING
MY MODERNITY?

GOD, NO! NO!

Mr. Epp: I HATE
ALL THOSE WATER LILIES.

IT ALWAYS REMINDS ME OF
A GARDENING CATALOGUE.

STILL, MAYBE
YOU'D LIKE TO SEE IT.

ARE YOU SURE?
I'LL GO DOWN AND GET IT.

I'LL TAKE THE ERNST.

AND WHO IS
THIS FUNNY FELLOW WHO
LOOKS LIKE A BUTCHER?

GROSZ.
GEORGE GROSZ.

I'LL TAKE 2 OF HIM.

EXCELLENT.

DIDN'T KNOW
YOU HAD A MONET.

[WHISPERING]
I don't.

HOW ARE YOU?

DON'T SPIEL ME.

WHERE'S YOUR WIFE?

WAITING FOR HER ENTRANCE,
I SUPPOSE.

AND WHERE DOES THAT
LEAVE ME?

TALENTED WITH OPTIONS.

I'M TIRED OF OPTIONS.

YOU'RE TOO YOUNG
TO BE TIRED OF OPTIONS.

I'D REALLY LOVE
TO SEE YOU AGAIN.

TELL ME, MAX...

WHERE'S THE FUTURE
IN IT?

THE FUTURE?

NO, NO, NO.

I'VE SEEN THE FUTURE.

BELIEVE ME,
IT CAME STRAIGHT OUT OF...

THERE'S NO FUTURE
IN THE FUTURE...

[DOOR OPENS]

SO YOU MIGHT AS WELL--

NINA, MON AMOUR.

NICE TO SEE YOU.

HELLO, DARLING.

HOW'D IT GO?

MMM, I FELL OUT
OF EVERY TURN,

BUT THEY SEEMED TO LIKE IT.

WELL,
THAT'S WHAT MATTERS.
THAT'S WHAT COUNTS.

IT'S GOING WELL?

WHO KNOWS?

[WHISPERING]
Do you know what
you look like?

LIKE YOUR WIFE, I HOPE.

No. Like a woman
defying gravity.

THAT'S WHAT WE DO,
US LADIES.

I LEFT MY CIGARETTES
AT THE THEATER.
YEAH.

[DOOR CLANGS OPEN]

POPPI.

CHAMPAGNE.

POPPI.

THERE'S ONE MORE CASE
ON THE SIDEWALK,

AND THESE ARE ON LOAN.

I'LL PAY YOU BACK
WITH INTEREST.

THE 16th?

YEAH, THE LEAST.

AND YOU?

NINTH.

HUSSARS.

NINTH CAVALRY.

[SNIFFS]

WHERE DO YOU WANT IT?

THANK YOU.

INSIDE THE BUILDING.

THANK YOU, CORPORAL.

IS THIS YOUR BUILDING?

IS THIS SOME SORT OF CLUB?

I SELL ART HERE.

IN HERE?

MM-HMM. IS THAT
A PORTFOLIO?

YEAH.

FORK IT OVER,
CORPORAL.

LET'S
TAKE A LOOK.

WHAT'S YOUR MARKET, THEN?

MOSTLY MODERN STUFF.

HOW MODERN?

LIKE, UH, THE NEXT TIME
I HAVE DIARRHEA,

I'LL TAKE A SHIT
ON A CANVAS

AND BRING IT ROUND
TO YOU, HUH?

YOU COULD DO WORSE.

I CERTAINLY WOULDN'T
REJECT IT OUT OF HAND.

I'M OPEN TO EVERYTHING.

WOULD YOU LIKE
A CIGARETTE?

THEY GIVE YOU
CANCER OF THE LUNG.

ARE YOU A DOCTOR?

HELLO, DARLING.

UM, LISELORE VON PELTZ,
THIS IS CORPORAL...

HITLER. ADOLF HITLER.

HELLO.

THANK YOU FOR COMING.

SHE YOUR WIFE?

MY WIFE'S INSIDE.

YOU'RE A FUNNY ONE.

COME IN. HAVE A GLASS
OF CHAMPAGNE.

I DON'T DRINK.

THAT'S ORIGINAL.

YES, WELL...

BEST BE ON MY WAY.

THANKS AGAIN
FOR THE, UH, HAND.

THE 16th.

WE WERE TOGETHER
AT YPRES.

YES, WE WERE.

PERHAPS ONLY
A FEW KILOMETERS APART.

I DID SOME MODERN STUFF
IN THE TRENCHES.

THAT, I WOULD
VERY MUCH LIKE TO SEE.

YOU KNOW WHERE
TO FIND ME.
MAX ROTHMAN.

DAS EISEN WERK.

[METAL CLANKING ON GLASS]

Nina: HOW DO YOU LIKE
YOUR FISH, DADDY?

MMM, LOVELY.

OH, THAT WAS
DELICIOUS.

ARE YOU FINISHED?
YOU BARELY TOUCHED IT.

I DON'T KNOW HOW
YOU STAY SO THIN.

SHE HAS A PARASITE.

I DON'T,
THANK GOD.

YES, YES, BUT TELL
HER ABOUT THAT GIRL
IN THE COMPANY.

OH, ESTHER
SWALLOWED A TAPEWORM.

ON PURPOSE.

A JEWISH GIRL DID THIS?

ISN'T THAT FABULOUS?

Mother: WHY?
TO LOSE WEIGHT, MAMMI.

I DON'T THINK THIS IS
DINNER-TABLE CONVERSATION.

YES, BUT THANK GOD

IT'S LUNCH AND
WE'RE ALL GROWN-UP.

I MEAN,
AS A MEDICAL MAN,

DON'T YOU FIND
THAT FASCINATING, HMM?

I MEAN, HERE IS A GIRL
WHO HAS A CERTAIN--

A CERTAIN
AESTHETIC STANDARD

WHICH SHE
ADHERES HERSELF TO.

I DON'T THINK THIS IS
AN APPROPRIATE CONVERSATION.

[CLEARS THROAT]

I--I--I KNOW.
IT CERTAINLY ISN'T,

BUT--BUT WOULDN'T
A CONDITION
BE CHRONIC?

I MEAN, IF IT TOOK,
THAT IS, NINA?

DID IT?

ALL RIGHT.

LET'S TALK ABOUT...

THE WEATHER,
LITERALLY.

HAVE YOU BEEN
OUTSIDE TODAY?

ISN'T IT GORGEOUS?

I THINK IT'S WHAT
THE ENGLISH CALL
AN INDIAN SUMMER.

BUT IT'S NOVEMBER!

I DON'T THINK
MAX IS SAYING
THAT IT ISN'T, DAD.

ISN'T THAT
WHAT THEY CALL

THE LAST DAYS OF
OCTOBER, NOVEMBER?

INDIAN SUMMER?

NO, NO! THAT'S AUTUMN,

WHAT THEY CALL FALL.

[CLOCK TICKING]

I'M GOING
FOR A STROLL.

HE HASN'T BEEN
ABLE TO SIT STILL
SINCE HE CAME BACK.

BALLS!

HE WAS ALREADY A NEUROPATH
BEFORE THE WAR.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT FERDI
TOLD ME YESTERDAY?

DOCTORS ARE MOSTLY JUDGED
BY THEIR HANDS.

FUCKING BOURGEOIS PRICK.

OUR COMMANDER LOST
HALF THE BATTALION

BECAUSE HE HAD A "VON"
BEFORE HIS NAME.

WAIT, WAIT, SO YOU'RE SAYING
THE RUSSIANS ARE RIGHT?

I'M JUST SAYING MAYBE

WE SHOULDN'T BE
SO QUICK TO JUDGE THEM.

MAYBE THEY'RE
ONTO SOMETHING.

YEAH, THEY'RE ONTO
SOMETHING, ALL RIGHT.

THEY NEVER SHOULD HAVE
KILLED THE CZAR.

REALLY?

WHY? BECAUSE
THE CZAR IS
SUCH A GOOD GUY?

HEY, HEY!
WHAT ABOUT THOSE KIDS?

DID THEY DESERVE A BULLET?
AND THAT LITTLE BOY?

YOU WANT TO MAKE STEW,
YOU'VE GOTTA CHOP MEAT!

AND WHAT KIND OF STEW
IS THAT, SOLDIER?

SPEAK UP!

HELLO, HELLO.

OH, NO, NO, NO.
DON'T GET UP.

A LITTLE TASTE
FOR EVERYONE.

NOTHING'S WRONG
WITH THAT, SOLDIER.

NOTHING AT ALL.

BUT LET'S TAKE A CLOSER LOOK
AT THESE...STEW CHEFS.

MARX...

JEW?

LENIN? MONGREL JEW?

TROTSKY?

JEW FROM A TO Z.

YEAH, SO?

DID YOU EVER KNOW A JEW

TO DO ANYTHING
FOR ANYBODY ELSE,

EXCEPT RAISE YOUR RENT?

[ALL LAUGH]

WHAT DO YOU THINK,
CORPORAL?

I DON'T BELIEVE
IN ANTI-SEMITISM.

NOT IN EMOTIVE
ANTI-SEMITISM,
ANYWAY.

WHAT THE HELL
DOES THAT MEAN?!

IT MEANS I DON'T
BELIEVE THAT
ANTI-SEMITISM

SHOULD BE BASED
ON EMOTIONS,

WHICH JUST LEADS TO
POGROM AND ANARCHY,

BUT RATHER
ON THE FACTS.

I'M NOT SURE I QUITE
UNDERSTAND YOUR POINT,
CORPORAL.

MY POINT IS,
CAPTAIN,

THAT THE SEMITIC
QUESTION IS...

IS FAR TOO IMPORTANT
TO BE LEFT TO
THE INDIVIDUAL.

IT OUGHT TO BE
IN THE DOMAIN
OF THE GOVERNMENT,

LIKE PUBLIC HEALTH
OR SEWAGE.

I THINK YOU LOOK
HANDSOME.

WHAT'S THE PRICE ON THIS?

I'M NOT GONNA BITE.

7 MARKS
FOR THE SUIT,

2 MARKS
FOR THE SHIRT,

AND THE TIE...

WELL, WE'LL CALL IT
AN EVEN 10.

Man: WHAT MADE YOU PUT
A GALLERY IN AN IRONWORK?

Max: WELL, YOU KNOW
WHAT THEY USED TO MAKE
HERE, DON'T YOU?

LOCOMOTIVES.

YES, AND NOW THEY'RE
RECOVERING THE IRON
AND STEEL

AND SELLING IT AS SCRAP.

Second man:
BEATING SWORDS
INTO PLOWSHARES.

Man: THAT WOULDN'T
BE A BAD LEAD.

Max: NO, NO,
THAT'S TOO SOFT.

THAT'S TOO PACIFISTIC,
NOT SUBVERSIVE ENOUGH.

SUBVERSIVE?
YES, SUBVERSIVE!

I MEAN, JESUS!

GOD, WHAT A GIANT PIECE
OF KITSCH THEATER
THIS LAST WAR WAS.

IT WAS ALL
FOUGHT ON RAIL,

AND YET, THE KAISER
WENT ON HORSE,

SURROUNDED
BY THE PRINCES

WITH THE REGIMENTS
AND THE BANNERS

SNAPPING IN THE BREEZE
LIKE IT WAS AGINCOURT,

BUT IT WASN'T AGINCOURT,
WAS IT?

YEAH, BUT YOU'RE
AN EX-CAVALRYMAN.

SO I KNOW EXACTLY
OF WHICH I SPEAK,

AND FROM NOW ON,
WE MUST MAKE ART

WITH THE SAME
UNSENTIMENTALITY,
THE SAME PRINCIPLES

THAT WE WOULD
THE MANUFACTURE
OF BAYONETS.

Second man: BAYONETS?

YES, OR MAYBE WASH PINS.
MAYBE WASH PINS WOULD WORK.

NO, I THINK WE'LL
STICK WITH BAYONETS.

First man:
BAYONETS IS
A LOT SHARPER.

Max: YES, IT IS. YES.

MIND IF WE TAKE
A LOOK AROUND?

BE MY GUEST.

AH, CORPORAL HILTER.

HIT-LER.

Max: NOT LIVING
IN THE BARRACKS ANYMORE?

IT'S NOT LIKE THERE'S A LOT
OF CHEAP HOUSING AROUND
FOR VETS, IS THERE?

NO, I SUPPOSE
THERE ISN'T.

CAN I OFFER YOU
SOME COFFEE?

UM, NO,
NEVER TOUCH IT.

NO CAFFEINE, NO ALCOHOL,
NO NICOTINE, NO MEAT.

YOU'RE AN ASCETIC?

NOT AT ALL.
I'M A MAN OF THE PEOPLE.

I SEE YOU BROUGHT
YOUR GOODS.

DON'T EXPECT
ANYTHING ABSTRACT.

I'M A GREAT BELIEVER
IN SCHOPENHAUER'S DICTUM
THAT ART SHOULD PROCLAIM,

"YES, BY GOD!
THIS IS HOW IT REALLY IS."

BUT LIFE CAN BE
QUITE ABSTRACT AT TIMES.

WOULDN'T YOU AGREE?

HOW DO YOU MEAN?

WELL, SOMETIMES LIFE,
AS YOU SAY,

WON'T BE CAPTURED
BY THE FORMS AND LINES

OF TRADITIONAL
REPRESENTATION,

ESPECIALLY
NOT THESE DAYS.

I DISAGREE
COMPLETELY.

ART SHOULD ONLY EVER
REFLECT THE ETERNAL VALUES

AND THE NATURAL LAWS,

ESPECIALLY THESE DAYS.

BUT AREN'T
THESE ETERNAL VALUES
AND NATURAL LAWS

IN FLUX THESE DAYS?

AREN'T THEY MEANT TO BE
SHRINKING AND EXPANDING?

WHAT ARE YOU,

SOME KIND OF INTELLECTUAL
WET FART, ROTHMAN?

THE ETERNAL VALUES
ARE HARMONIOUS PROPORTIONS,
NOBILITY, AND DIGNITY,

AND A CONTINUATION
OF THE CULTURAL EVOLUTION,

WHERE EACH GENERATION
STANDS UPON THE SHOULDERS
OF THE NEXT

AND IMPROVES THE WORK
OF THE LAST.

BUT THIS IS...

10...

NO, A HUNDRED STEPS
BACKWARDS.

THIS IS THE UNDOING
OF THE PREVIOUS GENERATIONS.

THIS IS FILTH.

THIS IS
BLOOD POISONING.

ARE YOU A FRIEND
OF MARINETTI'S?

IS THAT WHAT THIS
IS ABOUT?

YES? SOME SORT
OF MAD REVERSE-FUTURIST?

FUTURISTS?

YES, THE ITALIANS.

THEY EXPERIENCED THE WAR
PICTORIALLY,

LIKE YOU, I'M HOPING.

SOME OF THE ITALIANS
FOUGHT WELL.

HE SERVED, RIGHT?

GROSZ? YES, HE DID.

GRENADIER GUARDS,
I THINK.

BOLSHIE, HUH?

NO, NOT REALLY.
JUST PISSED OFF.

OH, YEAH?

WHAT'S HE
PISSED OFF ABOUT?

HE THINKS PEOPLE SHOULD HAVE
THE RIGHT TO STRIKE.

AND YOU, ROTHMAN?

ARE YOU PISSED OFF?

ABOUT THE RIGHT TO STRIKE?

NO, ABOUT YOUR ARM.

I MEAN, YOU WERE GONNA
BE A PAINTER, RIGHT?

[THUNDER]

[RAIN ON ROOF]

YOU'RE A FUNNY ONE.

WELL?

I THINK IT'S GOOD,

BUT I THINK YOU CAN GO
EVEN DEEPER.

DEEPER?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
DEEPER?

I MEAN, IT'S GOOD...

BUT I SENSE YOU'RE
JUST SCRATCHING
AT THE SURFACE.

WHEN I LOOK AT THIS WORK,

I SEE A REALLY
PRETTY SOLID TECHNIQUE,

BUT WHAT I'M MISSING...

IS AN AUTHENTIC VOICE.

ONE GETS THE FEELING
THAT YOU'RE HOLDING
SOMETHING BACK.

AND FOR THE WORK
TO REALLY LEAP FORWARD,

TO REALLY TAKE
THE NEXT STEP...

I KEEP GOING BACK
TO THIS NOTION
OF AN AUTHENTIC VOICE.

WHAT I MEAN TO SAY IS

I WAS THERE,
AND YOU WERE THERE,

AND I KNOW
WHAT IT LOOKED LIKE,

BUT WHAT DID IT
FEEL LIKE?

I MEAN, THAT'S WHAT
WE WANT TO KNOW, ISN'T IT?

DOES ANY OF WHAT
I'M SAYING RESONATE?

I SUPPOSE
WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY IS

YOU HAVE TO GO AS DEEP
AS YOU POSSIBLY CAN,

AND THEN YOU
HAVE TO GATHER YOURSELF

AND SAY, "OK, I JUST
BROKE THE SURFACE.
DEEPER STILL."

YOU KNOW, ROTHMAN...

WHEN I CAME BACK
FROM THIS WAR,

I CAME BACK
TO NOTHING,

REALLY NOTHING--

NO HOMELAND...

NO HOME...

NO PARENTS, NO FAMILY,

NO FIANCÉE.

NO PROFESSION, NO JOB,

NO FOOD...

NO CLOSET FULL
OF OLD HOCKEY STICKS
AND TENNIS RACKETS,

NOT EVEN AN ADDRESS.

ALL I HAVE
IN THIS WORLD

IS THE CONVICTION...

THAT I AM A GREAT ARTIST

AND A MASTER BUILDER.

AND YOU JUST STOLE
FROM THAT,

FROM THE ONE THING
THAT'S MINE,

A RICH BOY LIKE YOU.

SO IF ART AS AN OBJECT
IS DEAD,

WHY IS EVERYTHING
SO EXPENSIVE?

OTHERWISE,
NOBODY WOULD BUY IT.

Man: YOU BOLSHIE BASTARD!

COMMUNIST!

[MAN GASPING]

COMRADE COMMUNIST
BASTARD!

[BEATING CONTINUES]

[PIGS SQUEALING]

Second man: COME ON,
YOU STUPID PIG! COME ON!

LOOKS LIKE CORPORAL HITLER
HAD A DIFFICULT TIME OF IT

IN THE BIG CITY.

[GASPING]

[CHILDREN PLAYING]

[CLOCK CHIMES 2:00]

GETTING WARM, CORPORAL?

A FRIEND OF YOURS?

IT'S A STUDY
FOR A WORK

CALLED THE CULTURAL
CONSUMPTIVE.

YEAH, I KNOW THE TYPE--

JUST CLEVER ENOUGH
TO BE UNHAPPY.

WELL, WELL...

YOU'RE AN INTERESTING MAN,
CORPORAL.

ARTISTS AREN'T USUALLY
KNOWN FOR THEIR NERVE.

YOU WERE AWARDED THE IRON CROSS
FIRST-CLASS, WEREN'T YOU?

WOULD YOU LIKE TO LEARN
HOW TO SPEAK IN PUBLIC?

WE'RE OFFERING A COURSE
TO CERTAIN PEOPLE.

WHAT KIND OF COURSE?

IT'S A COURSE
IN A NEW KIND OF SCIENCE.

IT'S CALLED PROPAGANDA.

THE COURSE CONSISTS OF--

YES, YES. I KNOW
ABOUT PROPAGANDA.

WELL, IT ALSO CONSISTS
OF PHILOSOPHY,

HISTORY, ECONOMICS.

LOOK, I'M GOING TO BE FRANK
WITH YOU, CORPORAL.

WE'RE IN TROUBLE.

GERMANY'S BALANCED
ON A RAZOR'S EDGE.

WILL SHE FALL TO THE LEFT

OR TO THE RIGHT?

I THINK THAT DEPENDS
LARGELY ON THE ARMY, SIR.

YOU STRIKE ME
AS AN UNUSUALLY
PERCEPTIVE MAN, CORPORAL.

MAY WE COUNT ON YOU?

OF COURSE, THE ARMY
WOULD PAY FOR YOUR EXPENSES.

HMM?

LADS, MAY I PRESENT
FOR YOUR EDIFICATION

HERR VON LIEBERFELT...

AND HIS TROUPE.

[SPEAKING SOFTLY]

SORRY.

MAJOR VON LIEBERFELT.

MEN, GOOD EVENING.

I'M HERE TO PRESENT YOU
WITH A CHALLENGE.

HAVE YOU EVER NOTICED

THAT THE JEWS
ONLY FUCK EACH OTHER?

WHY?

BECAUSE THEY GUARD
THE PURITY OF THEIR BLOOD.

SO IF WE GUARD THE PURITY
OF OUR BLOOD

THE WAY THEY GUARD
THE PURITY OF THEIR BLOOD,

WE SEE THE WORLD
AS IT REALLY IS.

OUR DIVINE ANCESTORS,
THE ARYANS,

CAME TO EARTH
FROM OUTER SPACE.

FORGED IN A MATRIX
OF ICE AND WAR,

AR BECAME THE FIRST DIVINE
ARTIST-WARRIOR.

BUT THEN...

THE ARYAN WAS LED
INTO TEMPTATION

BY SOFT, SWARTHY PEOPLE
FROM BOUNTIFUL LANDS.

[SOLDIERS LAUGH]

[LAUGHTER
AND CATCALLS]

SHH!

SHH!

AND AR'S BLOOD
IS POLLUTED...

AND AR GROWS WEAK,

AND AR BECOMES THE SLAVE
OF THE JEWS.

GRAIL KNIGHTS.

YES, BECAUSE
YOU ARE GRAIL KNIGHTS.

IF WE GUARD THE PURITY
OF OUR BLOOD,

WE HAVE IT IN OUR POWER

TO AGAIN STRADDLE
THE EARTH LIKE SUPERMEN.

[CLOCKS CHIMING]

Max's father:
I EAT A LITTLE FISH,

NO MEATS,
NO RED MEAT,

LOTS OF FRUIT,
LOTS OF GREEN VEGETABLES,

CHEESE.

Nina's father:
HOW ARE YOU SLEEPING?

OH, 6 HOURS A NIGHT.

AH! THAT'S
NOT ENOUGH!

IT'S TOO MUCH.

I SLEEP TOO MUCH.

NO STIMULANTS.

I'M OFF COFFEE.

Max's mother:
EVERYTHING HAS
TO BE "BIO" NOW.

STEAMED VEGETABLES.

HE HAS
A NEW DOCTOR.

WHY DOESN'T HE
COME SEE ME?

YOU DON'T
CHARGE ENOUGH.

I'VE LOST 15 POUNDS.

I'M IN AND OUT
OF THE TAILOR
ALL THE TIME.

I DON'T CHARGE ENOUGH?

WHAT DOES SHE MEAN
I DON'T CHARGE ENOUGH?

HELLO. IT'S HAMLET.

HELLO, ALL.
DOCTOR, ANNA.

MOTHER, MAY I SAY
YOU LOOK VERY WELL?

YOU OWE ME 2 CASES--

NO, YOU OWE ME 3 CASES
OF CHAMPAGNE.

I'LL PUT THEM IN THE CAR
FOR YOU BEFORE YOU LEAVE.

YOU KNOW THE DIFFERENCE
BETWEEN A JEWISH MOTHER
AND A ROTTWEILER?

YES.

POPPI,
YOU'VE LOST WEIGHT.

YOU NOTICED?

YES.

EVENTUALLY,
THE ROTTWEILER
LETS GO.

WELL, WE HAVE COFFEE.
WE HAVE CAKE.

WE HAVE SHERRY.
WE HAVE INDIGESTION
JUST LOOKING AT IT.

Max's mother:
HE DOESN'T EAT.

HE HAS
MY DELICATE SYSTEM.

Nina's father: HE SHOULD
COME AND SEE ME.

Girls: HELLO!

HEY, SIS.

Max: EXCELLENT.
YOU BROUGHT THE BROOD.

HI, SWEETIE.

Girls: HELLO!

HELLO.
HI, MAX.

HELLO.
HI.

PAPA.

* HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

* HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

SING.

* HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
DEAR PAULIE *

* HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

PLATES, PLEASE.

WOULD YOU LIKE
SOME CAKE?

THANK YOU
FOR YOUR PLATE.

SUCH A LOVELY BOY.

AS I WAS SAYING, MAX,
IT'S A BUBBLE, A CHIMERA.

EVERYBODY AND HIS MOTHER
WANTS TO BE A SPECULATOR
THESE DAYS,

AND NOBODY KNOWS
WHAT THEY'RE DOING.

NEVER BEEN IN IT
IN MY LIFE.

YOU KNOW THAT.

NOT PRODUCTIVE.

ALL ANYBODY WANTS
TO TALK ABOUT TODAY
IS THE MARKET.

IT'S SUCH A BORE.

HOW'S YOUR SENTIMENTAL LIFE?

TORRID. YOURS?

ARID...

BUT SUNNY.

Max: AND HOW IS YOUR
SENTIMENTAL LIFE?

THAT'S NOT
A PENIS, IS IT?

I THINK SHE MIGHT BE
DREAMING OF ONE.

OH.

YOU HAVE MUCH MORE
FUN IN YOUR DAY

THAN WE HAD IN MINE.

WHO WANTS
A BIG PIECE?

[OVERLAPPING CONVERSATIONS]

Captain: MEN,
I HAVE TERRIBLE NEWS.

OUR GOVERNMENT--
IF YOU CAN CALL
THIS GROUP OF JEWS,

HOMOSEXUALS,
AND DRAFT DODGERS
A GOVERNMENT--

HAS ACCEPTED A PEACE
IN VERSAILLES,

A PEACE SO UNJUST
IT WILL SURELY LEAD

TO ANOTHER WAR,
THANK GOD.

THANK GOD BECAUSE
AN ARMY AT PEACE

IS LIKE A WHORE AT MASS--

NO BLOODY GOOD TO ANYONE.

SO, MEN, I WANT YOU
ON THE STREET TODAY,

AND HERE'S THE MESSAGE--

"STABBED IN THE BACK."

BY WHO, SIR?

WHO SAID THAT?

ME.

DOESN'T MATTER.

DOESN'T MATTER.

WHAT MATTERS IS
THAT GERMANY IS ABSOLVED

FROM HAVING LOST THE WAR

AND PREPARED TO WAGE
THE NEXT ONE.

FELLOW LOSES A GAME,
HE DOESN'T WANT TO PLAY ANYMORE.

BUT YOU TELL HIM HE LOST
BECAUSE SOMEONE ELSE CHEATED,

WELL, THEN YOU HAVE TO
HOLD HIM BACK

FROM PICKING UP
THE CARDS AGAIN.

JUST REMEMBER, THE ARMY
IS THE ONLY VITAL ELEMENT
OF OUR SOCIETY.

WAR IS VITALITY.

WAR IS THE HYGIENE
OF THE WORLD.

[PIANO PLAYING]

Captain: YES?!

[GIRL SINGS SCHUBERT'S
DAS STILLE LAND]

[GUNSHOT]

AAH!

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

Men, chanting:
VERSAILLES! NO, NO, NO!

Man: THE TREATY
IS UNFAIR!

VERSAILLES! NO, NO, NO!

[GUNSHOT]

GERMANY
FOR THE GERMANS!

VERSAILLES! NO, NO, NO!

WHAT ARE
THEY SAYING?

VERSAILLES.

GIVE BACK OUR LAND!

[GUNSHOT]

THEY'RE SAYING,
"VERSAILLES."

Radio announcer:
HERE ARE THE TERMS OF
THE TREATY OF VERSAILLES.

GERMANY IS TO CEDE
ALSACE-LORRAINE TO FRANCE...

WHAT?

UPPER SILESIA
AND WEST PRUSSIA TO POLAND.

TO POLAND?

THE ARMY WILL BE REDUCED
TO 100,000 MEN.

FRANCE WILL OCCUPY
THE RHINELAND

FOR THE NEXT 15 YEARS,

AND GERMANY
WILL ASSUME A WAR DEBT
OF 20 MILLION GOLD MARKS.

THERE AREN'T 20 MILLION MARKS
IN THIS ENTIRE COUNTRY.

FURTHERMORE, GERMANY
IS TO SIGN A SO-CALLED
"WAR GUILT CLAUSE,"

IN WHICH SHE ASSUMES SOLE
RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE WAR.

I'M ASHAMED
TO BE GERMAN TODAY.

HEY.

HEY.

THERE'S A MEETING
DOWN THE STREET.

I DIDN'T SERVE.

I JUST PLAYED
THE MARKET.

I LOST MY ARM
IN THE CRASH.

[LAUGHING]

COME ON, WILL YOU?

Hitler: ...ALSACE-LORRAINE
TO FRANCE.

THIS IS DISGUSTING.

WE HAVE BEEN STABBED
IN THE BACK!

JUST 'CAUSE YOU
TAKE IT IN THE ASS!

STABBED IN THE BACK!

THIS GUY'S
FULL OF SHIT!

HE WORKS
FOR THE ARMY!

HE'S A PROVOCATEUR!

AND LOOK
AT HIS MUSCLE!

BASTARDS!
FUCKING BASTARDS!

LET HIM BE, BOYS.
LET HIM BE.

A PROVOC--[HAWKS]

A PROVOC--
[HAWKING AND SPITTING]

THAT'S A FRENCH WORD,
ISN'T IT?

NO WONDER I CAN'T GET
MY TONGUE AROUND IT.

YOU EVER NOTICE
WITH CHAPS LIKE THIS

THAT THEIR FRENCH
IS REALLY GOOD?

SO'S THEIR RUSSIAN.

BETTER THAN THEIR GERMAN,
ACTUALLY.

WELL, I'LL TELL YOU
WHO I AM,

BECAUSE I'VE GOT NOTHING
TO HIDE.

I'M A LITTLE MAN,
4 YEARS IN THE TRENCHES.

DON'T SPEAK FRENCH.
DON'T KNOW THE LATIN.

NEVER MADE IT PAST CORPORAL.

GUESS THAT'S BECAUSE
I DIDN'T HAVE A "VON"
BEFORE MY NAME.

YOU MIGHT SAY
I'M THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER,

JUST LIKE YOU.

Captain:
WHAT DO YOU THINK?

I THINK...
HE'S A NOTHING, SIR.

Hitler: VOLUNTEERED,
FOUGHT FOR 4 YEARS.

HE'S GOT
A BIG MOUTH.

GASSED...

YES, YOU'RE RIGHT.
HE'S A NOTHING.

PERHAPS THAT'S HIS SECRET.

PERHAPS IT'S THE AGE
OF THE NOTHING.

LOTS OF LADS
GOT IT WORSE.

NOW I'M BACK,
LOOKING FOR A JOB.

CAN'T FIND ONE, THOUGH.

PAID 10 MARKS FOR A SUIT.

Man:
YOU PAID TOO MUCH!

THAT'S WHAT I SAID TO
THE JEW WHO SOLD IT TO ME!

I CAN SEE WHERE
THIS IS GOIN'.

NOTHING NEW.
NOTHING NEW.

GERMANY'S GREATEST ENEMY
LIVES WITHIN!

Hitler:
HERR ROTHMAN.

HERR ROTHMAN, I'M...

I'M HONORED.

I HAPPENED TO BE
IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD, SO...

I'M SORRY I LEFT
SO ABRUPTLY THE OTHER DAY.

YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY
IN SPAIN, DON'T YOU?

NO, I DON'T.

IT'S EASY
TO FIGHT THE BULL
FROM THE BARRERA.

BULLFIGHTING
IS COMPLETELY IMMORAL.

IT'S VILE
AND DISGUSTING.

NO, NO. IT MEANS
IT'S EASIER
TO BE A CRITIC

THAN AN ARTIST.

SO, UH, WHAT DID YOU
THINK OF MY SPEECH?

LET'S JUST SAY...

IF YOU WERE TO PUT
THE SAME AMOUNT
OF ENERGY

INTO YOUR ART
AS YOU DO YOUR SPEAKING,

YOU MAY HAVE
SOMETHING GOING.

I BEST BE ON MY WAY.

HITLER, COME ON.

I'LL BUY YOU
A GLASS OF LEMONADE.

COME ON.

WHERE'D YOU GET
THE SUNGLASSES?

PROGG AND FROMM.

TRY 'EM.

CHIC.

VERY CHIC,
ROTHMAN.

CAN I GET ANOTHER COFFEE,
PLEASE? STRONG.

Waiter: YES, SIR,
I'LL GET IT.

SO YOU'RE AN ANTI-SEMITE.

ON THE CONTRARY,
I ADMIRE THE JEWS.

REALLY?

YES, THEY'RE
VERY INTELLIGENT PEOPLE.

WELL, THERE ARE
INTELLIGENT ONES

AND NOT SO INTELLIGENT ONES.

NO, NO. THEY'RE
ALL INTELLIGENT

BECAUSE THEY GUARD
THE PURITY
OF THEIR BLOOD.

THE WHAT?

THE PURITY
OF THEIR BLOOD.

BECAUSE THE SECRET
OF THE JEWS

LIES IN THEIR PURE
JEWISH BLOOD.

THAT'S WHY THEY ARE
THE MIGHTIEST
COUNTERPART

TO THE ARYAN RACE.

WHAT'S THE SECRET?

IS YOUR FATHER
JEWISH?

YES, HE IS.

MOTHER?

WHY NOT ASK
WHETHER SHE'S A GERMAN?

IS THAT NOT A FAR MORE
RELEVANT QUESTION?

MENSCH, OF COURSE
YOUR MUM'S JEWISH.

YOU'RE AN AWFULLY HARD MAN
TO LIKE, HITLER,

BUT I'M GONNA TRY,

BECAUSE IF I'VE LEARNED
ANYTHING OVER THE PAST 4 YEARS,

IT'S THAT WE ALL
SHIT THE SAME,

SCREAM THE SAME,

AND DIE THE SAME.

THERE'S NO NEED
FOR VULGARITY, ROTHMAN.

I KNOW WHERE YOU'VE BEEN,

AND GOD KNOWS WE'VE
ALL BEEN TURNED INTO
ASSHOLES THERE.

NOW, LISTEN TO ME WELL.

YOU MAY NOT THINK
YOU'RE ANTI-SEMITE,

BUT IN FACT, YOU ARE.

I'M NOT.

BUT IN THIS,
AS IN ALL THINGS,

THERE'S A REASON.

YOUR OWN HERO NIETZSCHE
SAID ANTI-SEMITISM
IS THE IDEOLOGY

OF THOSE
WHO FEEL CHEATED.

HOW DO YOU KNOW
NIETZSCHE'S MY HERO?

BECAUSE YOU'VE OBVIOUSLY
SKIMMED HIS IDEAS.

WELL, I DON'T
FEEL CHEATED.

EXCELLENT.
THEN STOP ACTING LIKE IT.

ARE YOU GONNA SMOKE
ANOTHER CIGARETTE?

YOU JUST PUT ONE OUT.

EXACTLY,
BUT WHERE IS MY INSTINCT?

MY SECRET INSTINCT
FOR SELF-PRESERVATION,
I ASK YOU.

I'VE HEARD THESE THEORIES
ALL MY LIFE.

BLOOD SCIENCE, EUGENICS--
IT'S RUBBISH.

IT'S COMPLETE NONSENSE.

IT'S KITSCH.

PUT IT OUT OF YOUR MIND.

IT'S NOT MODERN.
IT'S NOT SCIENTIFIC.

IT WILL HOLD YOU BACK
AS AN ARTIST.

SPEAKING OF WHICH,
HOW'S YOUR WORK
COMING ALONG?

AND WHY ARE YOU MAKING
THOSE APPALLING SPEECHES
FOR THE ARMY?

I'M JUST KEEPING
MY HAND IN IT.

KEEPING YOUR HAND
IN WHAT?

THE ARMY IS PAYING
MY EXPENSES.

AH, SO YOU DON'T ACTUALLY
BELIEVE THAT RUBBISH.

DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE
HAPPY WITH THE PEACE.

HELLO, MAX.

HELLO, ESTHER.
HOW ARE YOU,
SWEETHEART?

I THINK THE PEACE
IS A TRAVESTY,

BUT I DON'T THINK
I CAN BE BOTHERED

TO PICK UP THE GERMAN BANNER
FROM THE MUD

WITH MY LEFT ARM.

I GAVE AT THE OFFICE,
YOU KNOW.

YES.

YES, YES, YOU DID.

I'M THINKING ABOUT
WRITING A BOOK

ON POLITICS,
YOU KNOW?

YOU'RE A MAN
OF MANY TALENTS.

WHERE DO YOU FIND TIME
TO PAINT?

MENSCH, USE YOUR HEAD.

I'M STILL IN THE ARMY.

I'M FOLDING LAUNDRY.

I'M CLEANING OUT
THE SHITHOUSES.

PAINTING COSTS MONEY.

I DON'T HAVE
A POT TO PISS IN.

HERE'S WHAT I'D LIKE TO DO.

I'D LIKE TO TAKE
SOME OF YOUR WORK
ON CONSIGNMENT.

HERE'S AN ADVANCE
AGAINST YOUR FUTURE SALES.

SPEND IT ANY WAY YOU LIKE.

FIND YOURSELF A NICE GIRL.
GET DRUNK.

GET OUT OF POLITICS.

ROTHMAN, YOU...

YOU'VE SAVED MY LIFE.

YOU KNOW,
MAYBE YOU'RE RIGHT.

MAYBE I'VE YET TO FIND
MY AUTHENTIC VOICE.

MAYBE I SHOULD GET
MORE MODERN.

YOU KNOW, IF I'M
TO BE COMPLETELY
HONEST WITH MYSELF,

I'VE...WELL,
I'VE ALWAYS ADMIRED

SOME OF THE IDEAS
BEHIND CUBISM.

SEEMS TO ME YOU HAVE
A GREAT AFFINITY FOR IDEAS.

IS THAT SOME...

SOME CLEVER WAY
OF SAYING I HAVE
POOR TECHNIQUE?

TRY NOT TO BE
ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE

WHO FINDS A SLIGHT
IN ANY COMPLIMENT.

I IMAGINE IT WOULD
JUST BE ALTOGETHER
TOO BOURGEOIS

TO TURN ON THE HEAT?

[CHOPPING FOOD]

ON TOP OF ME...

BELOW ME...

INSIDE OF ME.

I'M ALWAYS
BY YOUR SIDE.

I HAVE TO GO.

HALF-MAN,
HALF-DOLL--

EVERY WOMAN'S DREAM.

[DOOR CLANGS OPEN]

BILLS, BILLS, BILLS,
FRAULEIN.

BILLS ARE SO
VIOLENT.

SORRY. UH, I...

COULDN'T STOP HIM.

THERE YOU ARE, ROTHMAN.

SLEPT IN LATE, DID YOU?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
WHAT AM I DOING?

YOU TOLD ME
I HAD A SHOW.

A SHOW?

A SHOW?!

I TOLD YOU I WOULD
TAKE SOME OF YOUR WORK
ON CONSIGNMENT.

THE WAY I UNDERSTAND
THAT TERM IS

I KEEP SOME OF YOUR WORK
INFORMALLY,

IN TRUST, AS IT WERE.

AND IF I CAN MOVE IT,
I MOVE IT.

HOW ARE YOU GOING TO
"MOVE IT"

IF IT'S NOT UP?

AM I IN YOUR STUDIO
LOOKING OVER YOUR SHOULDER?

NO.

SO DON'T TEACH YOUR GRANDMOTHER
HOW TO SUCK EGGS.

SO YOU'RE NOT ACTUALLY
GOING TO SELL THE WORK?

NO, AND I WILL
TELL YOU WHY.

NEW WORKS BY ARP, ERNST,
AND GROSZ AT DAS EISEN WERK,

NOVEMBER 15
TO DECEMBER 15.

SO, AFTER DECEMBER 15?

CAN WE TAKE IT
ONE STEP AT A TIME?

LISTEN, ROTHMAN!

I'VE LOST 4 YEARS!

YES, WE ALL LOST
4 YEARS.

SOME OF US
A LITTLE MORE.

DO YOU WANT A SHOW?

I'D KILL FOR YOU
IF YOU GAVE ME A SHOW.

DON'T KILL FOR ME,
PLEASE.

JUST DO WHAT YOU DO.

BE ANXIOUS.
BE NERVOUS.

TELL ME YOU'RE
THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER

COME BACK TO HAUNT US
WITH YOUR BRUSH, HITLER!

WITH YOUR BRUSH!

CAN YOU DO THAT?

'CAUSE THAT'S
WHAT YOU'VE GOTTA DO.

YOU'VE GOT TO TAKE
ALL THIS PENT-UP STUFF

THAT YOU'RE
QUIVERING WITH,

AND YOU'VE GOT TO
HURL IT ONTO THE CANVAS.

IT DOESN'T
HAVE TO BE GOOD,

AND IT DOESN'T
HAVE TO BE BEAUTIFUL.

IT JUST HAS TO BE TRUE.

AND EVEN IF
IT'S A LIE, MAKE IT
AN INTERESTING LIE,

AND I'LL PUT IT UP,
I SWEAR.

[KICKS DOOR]

YOU DO THINK I'M TALENTED,
DON'T YOU?

I THINK THERE'S
DEFINITELY SOMETHING

RUSTLING BEHIND
YOUR CURTAIN, YES.

GOOD-BYE.

THERE ARE TIMES...

I HAVE
THESE TERRIBLE DOUBTS.

PAINT THEM.

PAINT YOUR DOUBTS!
REALLY!

[THROWS DOWN PALETTE]

WELL? WELL?

ONE MORNING,
I WISH YOU'D JUST SAY,

"GOOD MORNING, ROTHMAN.

"HOW DID YOU
PASS THE NIGHT?

"THE LOVELY
MRS. ROTHMAN,
YOUR CHILDREN,

IN GOOD HEALTH,
I TRUST? "

YOU'RE SUCH
A BOURGEOIS, ROTHMAN.

ANY NEWS?

YES, I'M MEETING
AN AMERICAN DENTIST,
A BIG COLLECTOR.

MENSCH, THAT'S GOOD,
ISN'T IT?

LISTEN, IF I SEE YOU
ANYWHERE NEAR THAT BUILDING,

I WILL PERSONALLY SET FIRE
TO YOUR ENTIRE LIFE'S WORK.

YES, YES.

SPEAKING OF WHICH,
WHEN AM I GOING TO SEE
SOMETHING NEW?

SOON, SOON.

I NEED NEW THINGS,
HITLER.

I AM VERY MOTIVATED
BY NEWNESS.

NEWNESS REALLY DOES IT FOR ME.
YOU UNDERSTAND?

AH, THERE'S
DR. AND MRS. LEVI.

HELLO!

AH, LEVI, HUH?

WELL, YOU'LL MAKE
THE SALE FOR SURE, HUH?

WELL, WHAT CAN ONE SAY
ABOUT PAUL KLEE

THAT HASN'T BEEN SAID
A HUNDRED TIMES BEFORE?

AND ON THE OTHER END
OF THE SPECTRUM,

THERE'S A YOUNG ARTIST
I'VE DISCOVERED RECENTLY
NAMED HITLER.

LESS AGGRESSIVELY MODERN
PERHAPS,

BUT A REAL EXAMPLE...

OF WHAT I CALL
KRIEG KUNST.

WAR ART.

PRECISELY, DOCTOR,
PRECISELY.

NOT AS MANNERED,
AS TUTORED

AS, SAY, MAX ERNST,

BUT A VERY AUTHENTIC VOICE
OF THE TRENCHES,

THE VOICE OF THE EVERYMAN,

THE VOICE
OF THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER.

AND AS A GESTURE
OF SOLIDARITY

WITH SOVIET CONSTRUCTIVISM,

I WOULD ASK ONLY 5 MARKS
FOR THESE PIECES.

HARD TO GO WRONG
FOR 5 MARKS.

WHAT DO YOU THINK,
DARLING?

Hitler:
THEY BOUGHT THE ERNST?

OH, MY GOD!

I'M GONNA DIE
IN SOME DOORWAY

LIKE A DOG
IN THE STREET,

A COMPLETE UNKNOWN.

Max: NONSENSE.

I'M--I'M 30.

I'M 30.

COULD--

COULD YOU JUST
PUT THAT OUT, PLEASE?

NO, FUCK YOU.
I'M IN MY OWN PLACE.

ALL RIGHT,
YOU WANT THE TRUTH?

I'LL TELL YOU
THE TRUTH.

YOU'RE A BIT LAZY,
HITLER!

A CHAP LIKE ERNST,

UP AT THE CRACK OF DAWN
WORKING.

THIS ERNST,
WHAT'S HE LOOK LIKE?

HE'S RATHER GOOD-LOOKING.

RATHER LIKE ME, HUH?

MM-HMM.

EYES?

LIGHT.

HELLO.

YES, BUT COULD YOU
PAINT THAT?

OF COURSE I COULD.
I--

THE MAN HAS
NO TECHNIQUE.

TECHNIQUE IS NOT WHAT MAKES
THE PAINTING INTERESTING.

WHAT MAKES
THE PAINTING COMPELLING

IS WHAT MAX ERNST REVEALS.

YOU COULD ALMOST SAY
HE ADMITS, CONFESSES,

ABOUT HIMSELF.

COULD YOU DO THAT?

COULD YOU BE SO VOLUPTUOUS
WITH YOURSELF?

HMM?

I THINK SO.

LISTEN, THE TRAIN IS LEAVING
THE STATION, HITLER.

ONE QUESTION REMAINS.

WHY AREN'T YOU ON BOARD?

I DON'T KNOW.

I'M IN YOUR HANDS,
ROTHMAN.

HAND.

I'VE BEEN GOING
TO SEANCES, YOU KNOW.

REALLY?
THAT SOUNDS PROGRESSIVE.

YES, IT IS.

IT'S MOST INSTRUCTIVE
TO LEARN HOW THE OLD
GERMAN GODS

COULD BE USURPED
BY THE YOUNG GOD OF ISRAEL,

THE GOD OF GUILT,
THE PROJECTION OF SLAVES.

SOUNDS LIKE LUNCH
AT MY HOUSE.

ALWAYS THE JOKER, HUH?

WHY ARE WE HERE, ROTHMAN?

WHAT HAS THIS GOT TO DO
WITH MODERN ART?

NOTHING.
I JUST LIKE IT HERE.

I THOUGHT YOU WERE
GOING TO TEACH ME

ABOUT MODERN ART,
ROTHMAN.

I ALREADY
KNOW HOW TO LOAF.

IT'S INHUMAN
WHAT THEY'RE DOING
TO THESE BIRDS.

IT'S INHUMAN.

WHY DON'T YOU
SET THEM FREE?

THAT'D BE A GREAT
ART PROJECT, HITLER.

WE'D HAVE
CHINESE NIGHTINGALES
IN THE PARK

FOR YEARS TO COME.

THEY'D SING
IN THE SNOW...

AND PEOPLE
WOULD COME
FROM MILES AROUND,

AND THEY WOULD BE
KNOWN AS HITLER'S
NIGHTINGALES.

ARE YOU ON THE SPIKE,
ROTHMAN?

IS THAT WHAT'S WRONG
WITH YOU?

BLOODY HELL!

DAMN IT.

HELLO, MIDGETS.

WHAT ARE YOU
DOING, DAD?

DAD SAID A BAD WORD.

AHA.

YOU ARE A VERY
CLEVER GIRL, ADA,
LOVE OF MY LIFE.

YOU'RE RIGHT.

[PUTS SCISSORS DOWN]

BECAUSE THAT'S EXACTLY
WHAT DAD HAS BEEN
THINKING ABOUT--WORDS.

GOOD WORDS...

AND BAD WORDS.
BECAUSE...

WORDS ARE MAGIC.

SOMETIMES I THINK
THE WHOLE WORLD

IS STRUNG TOGETHER
BY WORDS.

UNH! OH!

VICTORY.

Paul: PAPPI?

YES, YOUNG MAN?

IN THE WORLD UPSIDE DOWN,

WHAT WOULD WE
BE DOING NOW?

IN THE WORLD
UPSIDE DOWN?
THAT'S EASY.

WE'D BE HAVING
BREAKFAST.

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

AND WHAT WOULD WE HAVE
FOR BREAKFAST?

IN THE WORLD
UPSIDE DOWN?

LET'S SEE.

FOR BREAKFAST,
WE'D HAVE
GRILLED SOLE,

GREEN BEANS,
NEW POTATOES,

PLUM PUDDING
FOR DESSERT--YUM--

AND IN THE WORLD
UPSIDE DOWN,

RIGHT NOW,
I WOULD SAY,

"I HATE YOU,
I HATE YOU,
I HATE YOU, PAULIE.

I LOATHE YOU
BEYOND REASON."

[NINA HUMMING]
WOULDN'T I?

NOW GO TO SLEEP,

AND TOMORROW,
WE'LL FLY AROUND
THE SUN TOGETHER.

[NINA SINGING SOFTLY IN GERMAN,
MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

HE WOULD BE.

HELLO, DARLING.

HI, SWEETHEART.

GEORGE GROSZ,
ADOLF HITLER.

MY WIFE NINA.

YOU'RE ON.

NICE GUY.

OH, HE'S A FUTURIST.

REALLY?
WHAT'S HIS NAME?

HITLER.

NEVER
HEARD OF HIM.

YOU WILL.
ARE YOU READY?

UH, HITLER...
YEAH?

ARE YOU
A PAINTER?

YES, YES.
I'M AN ARTIST.

ARE YOU A FRIEND
OF MY HUSBAND'S?

OF SORTS.

[CREAKING AND RUMBLING]

[MAX CLEARS THROAT]

IN AUGUST 1914,

I VOLUNTEERED
FOR THE ARMY

AND WAS ACCEPTED
TO MY FATHER'S OLD REGIMENT,

THE LIGHT HUSSARS.

I USED TO THINK WE RODE
INTO THE WAR ON HORSEBACK.

BUT NOW I REALIZE THAT,
IN FACT,

WE RODE
INTO THE WAR ON WORDS.

YES, MY FRIEND, WORDS.

IF THE HIGH COMMAND
HAD USED NAILS

TO HAMMER OUR FEET
TO THE MUD,

I THINK WE WOULD HAVE FOUND
A PAIR OF PLIERS,

PASSED THEM DOWN THE LINE,
AND MADE A BREAK FOR IT.

BUT THE WORDS...

THE WORDS KEPT US
ROOTED TO THE GROUND.

NOW, THESE
ARE MAGICAL WORDS,

USED IN MASS HYPNOSIS,

AND IF YOU WOULD LIKE
MILLIONS OF YOUNG MEN

TO GIVE UP THEIR LIVES
FOR YOUR CAUSE,

YOU MUST FIRST
LEARN THESE WORDS.

REPEAT AFTER ME.

THE ENEMY...
IS THE FOE OR THE HOST.

Both: THE ENEMY

IS THE FOE OR THE HOST.

DANGER IS PERIL.

DANGER IS PERIL.

TO BE BRAVE
IS TO BE GALLANT.

TO BE BRAVE
IS TO BE GALLANT.

THE DEAD...

OH, YES, THE DEAD,

THEY ARE NOT DEAD.

THEY ARE THE FALLEN.

ONE'S CHEST
IS ONE'S BREAST.

TO MOVE QUICKLY
IS TO BE SWIFT.

A SOLDIER IS...

A WARRIOR.

A WARRIOR.

WAR IS STRIFE.

ACTIONS ARE DEEDS.

TO DIE IS TO PERISH.

TO SLEEP IS TO SLUMBER.

THE SKY ARE THE HEAVENS,

BLOOD--ÉLAN VITAL.

AND ARMS AND LEGS...

ARE NOBLE LIMBS.

HEY, SOLDIER.

THANK YOU.

[SILENT SCREAM]

[FUSE HISSING]

[SMALL, SHARP
EXPLOSIONS]

Hitler:
THAT'S DISGUSTING!

IT'S REVOLTING! UNH!

THAT WAS
A MISCALCULATION
OF RARE MAGNITUDE,

WOULDN'T YOU SAY?

YOU'RE
THE FUCKING DEALER, MAX.

THEY WANT YOU
TO SELL THEIR PAINTINGS
AND MAKE 'EM RICH,

NOT SCARE THE FUCKING
SHIT OUT OF THEM.

DARLING, THAT WASN'T...

PAULIE'S COWBOY HAT,
WAS IT?

WHAT A MASQUERADE
HE PUTS ON.

HUSSAR THIS,
FATHER'S REGIMENT THAT.

AS GERMAN
AS YOU OR I.

BUTTER WOULDN'T MELT
IN HIS MOUTH.

FINAGLING HIMSELF,
THROWING HIS MONEY AROUND,

FINDING HIMSELF
A GERMAN WHORE,

AND OF COURSE, ALL THE WHILE
STAYING MARRIED IN THE FAITH.

ALWAYS WORKING ON THE INSIDE
FROM THE OUTSIDE.

WHY, THE PATIENT LOOKS
PERFECTLY HEALTHY,

BUT THEN YOU
LOOK AT THE TURD,

BUT REALLY LOOK AT IT.

AND THEN YOU SEE THE WORMS
CRAWLING AROUND.

THERE WEREN'T ANY
OF THE MEN THERE,
WERE THERE?

NO, NO, ONLY ARTISTS
AND THE USUAL DEGENERATES.

WELL, I'M SURE
THEY ADORED IT.

THEY HATED IT.

THEY HATED IT!

THEY STOOD THERE
LIKE STIFFS.

IT WENT COMPLETELY
OVER THEIR HEAD.

THIS ROTHMAN IS...

THIS ROTHMAN!

ROTHMAN MADE THE WHOLE WAR
LOOK SMALL AND POINTLESS,

RIDICULOUS, ABSURD!

DON'T DESPAIR,
JUNGE.

YOU'VE GOT
YOUR OWN TALENT.

YOU JUST
HAVE TO LET IT OUT.

LET IT OUT.

[SNORTS]

[SNORTS]

Hitler: THE GERMAN
COLLECTIVE UNCONSCIOUS

IS ESSENTIALLY FEMININE.
IT TAKES...

HELLO.
A STRONG MASCULINE TYPE.

ROTHMAN.

WELL,
WHAT DID YOU THINK?

THE OTHER NIGHT,
MY DISASTER,

DID IT REMIND YOU
OF YPRES,

OR IS IT JUST RUBBISH?

YES, WHAT DID YOU
THINK?

IT DIDN'T REMIND ME
OF YPRES.

NO? WHAT DID IT
REMIND YOU OF,

IF ANYTHING?

[SIGHS]

IT REMINDED ME,
PERHAPS...

PERHAPS OF
A PARTICULARLY...

DISGUSTING...

AND DEPRAVED DREAM OF YPRES.

AS OPPOSED
TO THE HAPPY...

GLORIOUS ONE?

EXACTLY.

EXACTLY.

WHICH YOUR PIECE
IMPLIES IS

IPSO FACTO IMPOSSIBLE.

LISTEN TO THEM,
FARTING HIGHER THAN THEIR--

THEIR ASSHOLE.

WHAT WAS THAT
YOU SAID, ERICH?

I SAID--

YES, I KNOW
WHAT YOU SAID.

MY QUESTION
WAS RHE-TOR-I-CAL.

IT'S A DIFFICULT WORD,
ISN'T IT, ERICH?

SHALL I ASK YOU
TO SPELL IT?

WELL, THIS WAS FUN.

BUT DUTY CALLS,

AND I MUST
MIND THE STORE.

CAN'T GIVE UP
THE DAY JOB.

[CHUCKLES]

WE FORGIVE YOU
FOR A LOT, DON'T WE?

FORGIVE AND FORGET.

TURN THE OTHER WAY
WHERE OTHERS WOULDN'T.

NICHT, ERICH? NICHT?

[CHUCKLES]

MY GOD, WHAT PHILISTINES
YOU ALL ARE!

ROTHMAN.

SO HOW'S
MY CAREER GOING?

SLOW. THE WHOLE MARKET'S
SLOW RIGHT NOW.

WHO ARE THOSE GENTLEMEN?

GUTTERSNIPES.

DON'T SEEM
VERY GOOD COMPANY.

I'M FLIRTING
WITH POLITICS AGAIN.

IT'S A PARTY
THAT PROMOTES

THE INTERESTS
OF THE VETERAN,

BUT SOMETIMES YOU
HAVE TO BUILD

A BASE
FROM THE BASE.

DO YOU?

WELL, I'LL JUST HAVE
TO TAKE YOUR WORD FOR THAT.

LISTEN. DO YOU WANNA
MEET SOME GIRLS?

GIRLS?

YES, HITLER, GIRLS.

YOU KNOW,
THOSE BRILLIANT CREATURES

WHO MAKE YOU FEEL ARTISTIC

WITHOUT DOING
A STITCH OF WORK?

COME ON.

Max: AFTERNOON.

HELLO.

SO THERE WERE
PARTS OF IT YOU LIKED?

I MEAN, I KNOW YOU'RE MORE
OF A PATRIOT THAN I AM.

WHERE DID YOU COME UP
WITH THE IDEA
OF THE TOYS?

MY SON.

YOU SHOULD HAVE CHILDREN.
THEY GIVE YOU GOOD IDEAS.

EVER CONSIDER
THE FUTURE, HITLER?

THE FUTURE?

I THINK ALL MY WORK'S
BASED ON THE FUTURE.

YES? AND WHAT DO YOU SEE?
DO YOU SEE FAME?

MONEY?
BEAUTIFUL LOVERS?

I SEE MYSELF TEACHING.
HMM.

AND YOU, ROTHMAN?
HOW DO YOU SEE
THE FUTURE?

LOOK INSIDE MY POCKET.

"WOULD YOU DIE FOR
THE MOTHER IN LAW LAND?"

YOU'RE A MENACE,
ROTHMAN.

HA!

I GOT ANOTHER ONE
FOR YOU.

WAR IS THE INSTRUMENT
WITH WHICH THE HAPPY--
NO, NO, REVERSE THAT.

WAR IS THE INSTRUMENT
BY WHICH THE UNHAPPY

TURN THE HAPPY
INTO THEMSELVES.

MENSCH, DON'T YOU KNOW
GENIUS AND HAPPINESS

GO TOGETHER
ABOUT AS WELL
AS CHEESE AND CHALK?

CHEESE AND CHALK?
PAINT THAT.

Hitler: NO, I DISAGREE.

YOU KNOW THAT
ALL GREAT CULTURES DIE
FROM THE SAME CAUSE:

BLOOD POISONING.

DON'T YOU KNOW THAT ALL
GREAT, TRULY GREAT ART,

COMES FROM THE STRUGGLE--

THE TITANIC, THE EPIC,
THE ETERNAL STRUGGLE?

ARE YOU SAYING ALL ART
SHOULD BE POLITICAL?

NO, NO, NO,
DEAR GIRL, I...

I'M SIMPLY SPEAKING
OF THE PURE BLOOD MIXTURE.

EVERYTHING DEPENDS
ON BLOOD MIXTURE

AND THE RESULTING DROPS
IN RACIAL LEVELS.

HITLER'S VERY CONCERNED
WITH BLOOD.

WE THINK--WE HOPE
IT'S A METAPHOR.

AHEM.

HE'S A FUTURIST.

DOESN'T HE SORT OF
REMIND YOU OF MARINETTI?

NO. NO.

Max: WELL,
HE DOES A BIT.

MAX, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING WITH THIS MAN?

HE'S THE MOST
HORRIBLE CREATURE
I'VE EVER SEEN.

HE DOESN'T HAVE
ANY FRIENDS.

OF COURSE HE DOESN'T
HAVE ANY FRIENDS.
HE DOESN'T LISTEN.

AND THIS THING
ABOUT BLOOD.

HE HAD A BAD WAR.

NO, DARLING,
YOU HAD A BAD WAR.

I'M SURE HE HAD
A FINE WAR.

Woman: WHAT DO YOU FEEL
GUILTY ABOUT, MAX?

I DON'T FEEL GUILTY.

I THINK GUILT IS
A SECOND-RATE EMOTION.

ON THE OTHER HAND,
WHEN I CAME BACK
FROM THE WAR,

I CAME BACK TO MY FAMILY
AND MY BANK ACCOUNT,

MY PARENTS,
AND THE BEST CARE,

AND HE CAME BACK
TO NOTHING.

BUT REALLY, NOTHING.

SO CLEARLY,
YOU DO FEEL GUILTY.

NO, BUT I ACKNOWLEDGE
THE FACT

THAT I DON'T KNOW
WHAT IT'S LIKE
TO COME BACK TO NOTHING.

OH.

DARLING,
YOU'RE WRONG.

YOU'VE COME BACK
TO NOTHING,

AND EVERY DAY,
I SEE YOU TURN THAT

INTO SOMETHING
SO BEAUTIFUL.

I TOLD HIM
THE OTHER DAY

THAT HIS INSANE
FUCKING IDEAS

WERE HOLDING HIM BACK
AS AN ARTIST.

AN HE TRIES.
HE REALLY DOES...

SOMETIMES.

UNTIL TONIGHT,
OF COURSE,

BUT THAT'S BECAUSE
HE FEELS INSECURE

BEING AROUND
YOU 2 LOVELY LADIES.

Woman: JUST REMEMBER, MAX,

FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE
DIED OF SYPHILIS.

AND THAT MEANS WHAT?

DON'T GET TOO CLOSE
TO YOUR CHARITY CASES.

YOU'VE GOT CHOCOLATE
ALL OVER YOUR MOUTH.

THANK YOU.
THAT'S VERY NICE OF YOU.

I JUST WANT TO KNOW
WHAT HE HAS IN THAT BRIEFCASE.

IT'S THE SECOND TIME
HE WENT TO THE LOO.

HE JUST LEFT.

[DOOR CLOSES]

FUCKING BITCHES!

[SCREAMING IN RAGE]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

FORGET ABOUT IT, ROTHMAN.

MAY I?

AH...

THE ARTIST AT HOME.

AH, WHAT AN ARTIST
YOU ARE.

WHAT A VISION:

SO CLEAR, SUCH FOCUS.

I ALMOST FEEL GUILTY
ASKING YOU THIS

BECAUSE I DON'T WANT
TO TAKE YOU AWAY
FROM YOUR WORK.

BUT FOR A WHILE NOW
WE'VE BEEN TAKING
AN INTEREST

IN A SMALL
POLITICAL PARTY.

IT HAS
500 OR 600 MEMBERS.

IT'S CALLED THE NATIONAL
SOCIALIST WORKERS PARTY.

[CHUCKLES] DON'T LET
THE NAME FOOL YOU.

THEY ARE AS SOCIALIST
AS YOU AND ME.

WE HAD A SPEAKER
SCHEDULED FOR THEM,

BUT THE FELLOW'S COME
DOWN WITH A COLD, SO...

SO WE WERE WONDERING IF
YOU MIGHT BE PERSUADED
TO SAY A FEW WORDS.

BUT OF COURSE...

I UNDERSTAND
IF THE MUSES ARE...

DAVID, WHAT DO YOU THINK
OF THE FUTURE?

I THINK IT'S EXPENSIVE.

MAX.

HOW ARE YOU?
HOW ARE YOU?

FINE.
YOU LOOK FINE.

THANK YOU.
IS THAT A FUR BATH?

YES. YES, IT IS.

YES, IT IS.

GERTA'S IN
GOOD HEALTH, I TRUST?

YEAH, YEAH. HER CHEST?
YEAH, SHE'S FINE.

GOOD.

SO, AM I, UH...

"IN THE SOUP,"
AS THEY SAY?

NO, NO, NO,
THE SOUP'S GOOD.

YOU'RE IN THE SHIT.

OH, THAT'S NICE.

MAX, THIS IS
SERIOUS.

I KNOW YOU'RE
JUST CARELESS,

BUT THE TAX PEOPLE
COULD EASILY TAKE
A DIFFERENT POSITION.

HMM.

WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST?

I SUGGEST WE WRITE THEM
A CHECK RIGHT AWAY

AND WE PLEAD
FORGETFULNESS--
AN ARTISTIC LICENSE.

I CAN'T, I'M SKINT.
I JUST GAVE GEORGE
AN ADVANCE.

YOU PROMISED YOU WERE
GOING TO RUN THIS
AS A BUSINESS.

COULD YOU BORROW
FROM YOUR FATHER?

NO. I DON'T WANT
TO BOTHER HIM.

ARRANGE FOR ANOTHER LOAN
AGAINST DAS EISEN WERK.

IT'S NOT SO SIMPLE.
THE BOYS AT THE BANK

ARE GOING TO WANT
TO KNOW WHAT IT'S FOR.

ASK YOUR DAD.

IT'S SO MUCH SIMPLER.
IT'S JUST A LOAN.

HELLO, FRAULEIN.
Woman: HELLO.

GOOD-BYE, MAX.

GOOD-BYE, DAVID.

DAVID, WHAT IS IT
THAT YOUR BROTHER CALLS
THE ART BUSINESS AGAIN?

BAKED AIR.

BAKED AIR.
THAT IS SO...GREAT.

SORRY I'M LATE,
HERR ROTHMAN.

YOU KNOW THAT HORRIBLE
LITTLE TRAMP WHO'S ALWAYS
MAKING YOU FEEL GUILTY?

HERR HITLER?

HE'S MAKING A SPEECH
RIGHT NEAR US WHERE WE LIVE,

AND I REALLY THINK
YOU SHOULD HEAR WHAT
HE HAS TO SAY, HERR ROTHMAN.

Hitler: IT'S DISGUSTING!

WE ARE BEING STABBED
IN THE BACK!

WE WON THIS WAR!

OUR BOYS FOUGHT
LIKE LIONS!

LIKE LIONS!

SO WHY IN THE NAME
OF PROVIDENCE

ARE WE GIVING AWAY
70,000 SQUARE MILES OF LAND

AND ABANDONING 6,000,000
OF OUR FELLOW GERMANS?!

BECAUSE WE HAVE BEEN
STABBED IN THE BACK!

BY THE PROFITEERS

AND THE MAGGOTS
AND THE PARASITES!

AND MAKE NO MISTAKE,

GERMANY'S GREATEST ENEMY
LIVES WITHIN!

DEUTSCHLANDERS!

DEUTSCHLANDERS!

DEUTSCHLANDERS!

DEUTSCHLANDERS!

DEUTSCHLANDERS!

DEUTSCHLANDERS!

AH, ROTHMAN,
THERE YOU ARE.

WELL...WHAT
DO YOU THINK?

WELL, WHAT CAN ONE SAY?

THIS IS THE NEW ART,
ROTHMAN.

I REALIZED SOMETHING

THAT ALL YOU HOITY-TOITY
TYPES MISSED

DRINKING YOUR COFFEE,

SMOKING YOUR CIGARETTES
WITH YOUR MISTRESSES.

THE WAY TO REINVENT ART

IS NOT TO MAKE IT
POLITICAL.

FAR TOO SMALL A STEP.

YOU KNOW, ROTHMAN,

YOU COULD SAY YOU AND I
WERE PLOWING THE SAME
FURROWS FOR A WHILE,

BUT THEN I MADE
THE BIGGER LEAP.

POLITICS IS THE NEW ART.

YES, ROTHMAN,
MY WHOLE LIFE,

MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN
A DETOUR TO THIS MOMENT.

EVERYTHING I'VE
STRUGGLED TO LEARN

ABOUT ART, ABOUT DESIGN,
COLOR COMPOSITION,

THEATER, OPERA,
ARCHITECTURE,

I'M GOING TO STUFF IT
ALL INTO THIS AND
MAKE IT LIVE AGAIN.

WELL, HITLER, I'VE ALWAYS
THOUGHT YOU TO BE

AN INTUITIVE FUTURIST.

YOU'RE SO DISAPPOINTING,
ROTHMAN.

AM I ONLY ACCEPTABLE
TO YOU IF YOU CAN
CLASSIFY ME?

ISN'T THAT EMBLEMATIC
OF THE WORLD
WE BOTH DESPISE?

WHAT'S HAPPENED
TO YOU, ROTHMAN?

YOU'RE SUDDENLY
SO CONVENTIONAL.

GO DEEPER, YOU SAID.

WELL, I WENT DEEP.

I WENT DEEPER
THAN ANY ARTIST HAS
EVER GONE BEFORE!

WHERE IS THE WORK, MY DEAR?

HMM?

WHERE IS THE EVIDENCE OF
THIS JOURNEY INTO THE ABYSS?

I AM THE NEW
AVANT-GARDE!

I AM THE NEW ARTIST
PRACTICING THE NEW ART!

AND POLITICS
IS THE NEW ART!

HELLO.

HELLO.

YOU LOOK PENSIVE.

NO, NO, NO, NO.
I WAS JUST--
I WAS JUST THINKING.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

OH, I HAVE TO RETURN
SOME DRAWINGS.

AND I'M BEING DRAGGED
TO SHU AGAIN TONIGHT.

HE JUST WANTS TO GET
AWAY FROM YOUR MOTHER.

SOMETIMES I THINK WE'RE
ALL MARCHING BACKWARDS.

HMM.

HMM.

HOW DO I RATE...
AS A PARTNER?

PROMISING.

ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU
LEARN TO APPLY YOURSELF.

WHILE WE'RE
ON THE SUBJECT,

I HEAR IT TAKES
MORE THAN ONE GIRL

TO TELL YOU
THAT YOU'RE
STILL HANDSOME.

BUT AT
A CERTAIN POINT...

IT STARTS
TO GET IN THE WAY...

OF, UM...

PROGRESS?

EXACTLY.

YOU KNOW, PROGRESS
REALLY DOES IT FOR ME.

I'LL SEE YOU TONIGHT.

WELL, I'M...
SORRY IT DIDN'T WORK OUT.

YES, WELL,
LOOK, ROTHMAN,

YOU'RE A...

UH--
A WHAT, HITLER?

YOU'RE A...

A WELL-BORN SORT
OF PERSON.

BY CESAREAN, ACTUALLY.

A NICE SORT OF PERSON.

THERE'S A LOT OF PEOPLE
IN THIS COUNTRY

WHO DON'T LIKE...

WELL-BORN SORTS.

WELL, WE'LL JUST HAVE
TO LIVE WITH THAT, WON'T WE?

WHAT'S THIS?

SOME DESIGNS.

HMM.

HMM.

MY GOD.

THAT'S CERTAINLY AN ALTERNATIVE
TO BORING OLD MODERNISM.

THIS IS SOME OLD-NEW
FUTURE WORLD, ISN'T IT?

YES.

THIS WILL BE THE SYMBOL
FOR THE WHOLE MOVEMENT.

IT'S A SANSKRIT SYMBOL
FOR ENERGY, FOR THE SUN,

BUT I'VE REVERSED IT.

YES, THAT I'VE SEEN BEFORE.

YES, BUT AGAINST
A WHITE BACKGROUND?

MY GOD. YOU REALLY
WORKED THIS OUT, DIDN'T YOU?

DOWN TO
THE UNIFORMS AND--

YES, I SEE.

AND WHAT KIND
OF ROADS.

ROADS?
YOU SEE...

EVEN IN THE MORE THICKLY
POPULATED AREAS

THESE LARGE SUPERROADS
WILL CREATE
A SENSE OF...

OPEN SPACE
AND OF FLYING.

HITLER, THIS IS
MEANT WORK.

YOU FINALLY FOUND
YOUR VOICE.

THE FUTURE...

AS A RETURN TO THE PAST.

YOU WOULDN'T...

SHOW IT, WOULD YOU?

YES. I WILL.

BECAUSE THIS WORK,
WELL...

THIS WORK...

BELONGS IN A GALLERY.

YOU'RE NOT
PULLING MY LEG,
ARE YOU, ROTHMAN?

BECAUSE...
I DO HAVE A CAREER
IN POLITICS, YOU KNOW.

WELL, HITLER,
WHAT WOULD YOU RATHER DO:

CHANGE THE WAY PEOPLE SEE

OR HOW THEY PAY THEIR TAXES?

MEET ME AT METROPOLE
AT 9:30.

BRING EVERYTHING.

THE WHOLE SCHMIER.

HE'S CREATED
THIS WHOLE NEW WORLD,

AND HE HAS ALL
THESE FLAGS AND DRAWINGS

WITH THESE
TEUTONIC REFERENCES.

THAT DOESN'T SOUND
VERY FUTURISTIC.

NO, BUT YOU CAN'T SAY IT'S
NOT A COHERENT VISION--

DOWN TO DETAILED NOTES
ON HIS FOREIGN POLICY.

DAVID, HE'S CREATED
THESE EPIC ROADWAYS

WHERE THE TRAVELER
WILL EXPERIENCE
THE FEELING OF FLIGHT.

HE'S RESURRECTED
ALL THE GERMAN GODS,

AND IT'S ALL COMPLETE KITSCH
FROM A TO Z.

IT'S--IT'S VERY INTERESTING.

IT'S--IT'S FUTURE KITSCH.

OH, HE SOUNDS MAD.
OH, HE'S BARKING,

AND WHAT HE'S PUSHING
MAKES THE KAISER SEEM
LIKE A SUNDAY PAINTER.

[WHISPERING]
I saw him speak.

OH, REALLY?
THAT SOUNDS A BIT OF A WORRY.

OH, NO, NO, NO.
HE'S DREADFUL.

HE JUST STANDS THERE
SHOUTING SLOGANS
AND POSING.

AND THE WHOLE THING'S
LIKE A GIANT ART PROJECT.

OF COURSE, THE MINUTE
I SAID I'D SHOW HIM--

POLITICS
WENT OUT THE WINDOW.

EXACTLY.
IT'S GONNA BE
A BIG SHOW.

IT'S GOING TO BE
A BIG, BIG SHOW.

PLEASE, NO, MAX--

I'LL BRING IN SOME
ENGLISH ARTISTS,
SOME FRENCH ONES.

THERE'S THIS CHARACTER
CALLED DUCHAMPS.

HE'S VERY, VERY
INTERESTING.

HE DOES THINGS WITH
URINALS AND WINE RACKS.

HE SAYS IN THE FUTURE
EVERYTHING IS ART.

OH!

THE MESHUGEN SHOW.

AH. POPPI.

THE FUTURE
IS SUBVERSIVE, DAVID.

I DON'T WANT TO SEE
ANY STIFFS UP FRONT.

YESTERDAY THERE WAS
NOTHING BUT STIFFS.

I NEVER GOT GOING.

WELL, I DON'T HAVE
ANY CONTROL OVER
WHO'S IN FRONT.

MENSCH, ARE YOU DAFT?

THIS IS
ALL ABOUT CONTROL.

THAT'S THE THING
ABOUT ART.

YOU DON'T JUST
SLAP ON THE PAINT,

EVEN IF IT LOOKS
THAT WAY.

NOW, I NEED
MORE ENTHUSIASM
UP FRONT.

I NEED THE ENERGY.
IT'S LIKE A LOOP.

THEY GIVE IT TO ME.
I GIVE IT TO THEM.
THEY GIVE IT TO ME.

COULD YOU
PUT THAT OUT, PLEASE?
IT BOTHERS MY VOICE.

THIS IS THE LAST TIME.

NO MORE.

WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?

I'M THROUGH.

YOU'RE THROUGH?

FIND SOMEBODY ELSE.

ROTHMAN'S GONNA
GIVE ME A SHOW.

ROTHMAN?

ROTHMAN?

MAX ROTHMAN?

ARE YOU MAD?

YOU THINK HERR ROTHMAN
WOULD LIFT A FINGER FOR YOU?

HITLER, YOU HAVE ONE OF THE MOST
AUTHENTIC GERMANIC VOICES
I HAVE EVER HEARD,

AND YOU'RE 30 YEARS OLD.

IT'S NOW OR NEVER.

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

THEY ARE YOUR CANVAS.

THAT'S YOUR PAINT.

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
LET IT OUT.

LET IT OUT!

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

[CHANTING IN HEBREW]

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

[CHAIR LEG SCRAPES]

TODAY--
[CLEARS THROAT]

TODAY...

I WILL ADDRESS SOMETHING
CENTRAL TO MY THINKING.

TODAY I WILL ADDRESS
THE JEWISH QUESTION.

[AUDIENCE MUTTERING]

NOT LONG AGO,
I WAS STROLLING

WHEN I SUDDENLY ENCOUNTERED
AN APPARITION

IN A BLACK CAFTAN
AND BLACK HAIR LOCKS.

AND MY FIRST QUESTION WAS:

IS THIS A JEW?

AND THEN THE MORE I STARED,

THE MORE MY FIRST QUESTION
ASSUMED A NEW FORM.

IS THIS A GERMAN?

Audience: NO.

[PRAYING IN HEBREW]

Hitler: IS THERE ANY FORM
OF FILTH, PARTICULARLY
IN CULTURAL LIFE

WITHOUT A JEW
INVOLVED IN IT?

BECAUSE WHEN YOU
CUT INTO AN ABSCESS,

WHAT DO YOU FIND?

LIKE MAGGOTS
IN A ROTTING BODY,

A KIKE!

[PRAYING GROWS LOUDER]

Hitler: WITH THE APPEARANCE
OF THE FIRST SETTLEMENT,

THE JEW IS SUDDENLY AT HAND.

THE STRANGER IS GIVEN
A FRIENDLY RECEPTION.

HE SOON BECOMES AN ACTIVE PART
OF THE ECONOMIC LIFE
OF THE SETTLEMENT.

HE BEGINS TO LEND MONEY.

NOW THE JEW IS
A STEADY RESIDENT.

COMMERCE AND FINANCE HAVE BECOME
HIS COMPLETE MONOPOLY.

HE BEGINS A SECOND PHASE,

WHERE HE BEGINS TO EMPHASIZE
HIS JUDAISM LESS

AND HIS GERMANISM MORE.

YES, HE BECOMES--
IF YOU CAN BELIEVE IT--

GERMANIC!

CULTURALLY HE CONTAMINATES
ART AND LITERATURE, THEATER.

RELIGION RIDICULED.

ETHICS AND MORALITY
PISSED ON.

GERMAN GIRLS
TURNED INTO WHORES!

WHORES!

THE JEW CASTS OFF
HIS FINAL CLOAK

AND BECOMES THE BLOOD JEW.

THE TYRANT BECOMES
THE VAMPIRE OF NATIONS,

THE VAMPIRE OF THE PEOPLE
OF DEUTSCHLAND!

BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW!
BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW!

[CHANTING]
BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

[PRAYING IN HEBREW]

[DEEP BREATHING]

[FAINT CHANTING]
BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

[GROWING LOUDER]
BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

BLOOD JEW! BLOOD JEW!

SO, YOU COMING
FOR SUPPER?

MMM.

NO.

I HAVE TO MEET SOMEONE
AT THE METROPOLE
AT 9:30.

CAN I DROP YOU?

NO. I'D LIKE TO WALK.

I SHOULD GET
MORE EXERCISE.

I'M SEEING
A HYPNOTIST MONDAY.

WELL, THAT'S GOOD.

ARE YOU SURE
I CAN'T DROP YOU?

KISS MAMMI FOR ME.

[PLAYING VIOLIN]

HMM.

OH, GOD.

[GASPS]

LEAVE HIM. IT'S FINISHED.

[SILENT NIGHT IN GERMAN
GROWING LOUDER]

[SILENT NIGHT FADES]

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[GASPING]

[PEOPLE TALKING
AND LAUGHING]

[PRAYING IN HEBREW ECHOES]

[PRAYER ENDS]

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