All language subtitles for Django

Translation and adaptation by sarmad almohja

He has not come yet.

You're going to drive me crazy.

Let's start without him.

As in Charleroi.

Shut up.

But in Paris, they want Django.

Django, what are you doing?
You have to come!

What are you doing?
We are waiting for you.

Look what I got.

Have you seen one of these?

A catfish.

Come on, quick!

I'm hurrying, see.

Do not.

You can be sure...

I'll cook them for you.
You will see.

Are not they beautiful?

Catfish is not pretty.

Do not talk bad about your mustache.

Mr. Django's car is on the way.

- Hey, take it easy...
- Come on!

There you are, we're late.

Wear your suit.

You, on the track.
Two fishes.

- Magnificent.
- Get out.

I'll cook them.
With a little salsa.

- Charles!
- Yes?

Can I get you a drink?

Wear your brother.

Yes, let's go.

Drop that glass!

It's time for you to go.

Oh, Mommy.

Sorry for the delay, we
had a technical incident.

Ladies and gentlemen,

in some moments,

Django Reinhardt

and the French Hot Club.

Very good night.

Stop, you're strangling me.
You hurt me!

- You got fat.
- Stop!

- Move it!
- It's fine.

- Your rape!
- Ready.

Let's go!

All right, everybody.
Shit.

On here.
It is tuned.

I hope it is.

Jean "Django" Reinhardt

was one of the greatest
guitarists of all time.

A gypsy who played
American black music

in full Paris occupied
by the German Reich.

He wore only two fingers
of his left hand.

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Good night madam.

"Do you want a place?"
- No, thank you.

Forbidden to dance

You look great tonight.

You can do better.
But it is more expensive.

Lu Plume will go
blind in his ears.

Mam � e.

It went very well, my son.

Good evening, Mrs. Negros.

- Bravo, Django.
- Thank you.

You set the theater
on fire tonight.

You are a genius.
No shadow of lives.

Do you know Captain Effmann?

He who organized the tour
in Germany we talked about.

We have the agreement of the embassy.

- Good evening, Mr. Effmann.
- Good evening.

Congratulations.

It was a very
"diversified" show.

Funny.

Yes, but it will still
be necessary...

that you have a
little discipline.

Here in Paris, you
do what you want.

Because he is the great
animator of our army.

But in Germany, it's
something else.

We should tone down a bit.

No more black people.

These bouncy rhythms,
breaks, blues...

People dancing in the living room.

You got it?

Louise?

What are you doing here?
I'll introduce you.

- Werner Effmann.
- Madame.

Lieutenant Von Schulz

who worked at
Deutsche Gramophone.

- He's our Doctor Jazz.
- I know who you are.

You recorded a record
with Grappelli.

Ah yes, it's true.

"Who are you, ma'am?"
- Sorry.

Louise De Klerk, queen of
the Montparnasse nights.

What do you know
about my nights?

I have to leave you.

Take this to prepare your trip.

These are our instructions.

If you have any life, check
with Lieutenant Kh n.

Our dear friend.
Gentlemen...

I'll take you to the exit.

Montparnasse, good times.

Louis Armstrong, La Coupole...

How is he, old Grappelli?

He's been in London for 3
years, loving the weather.

I will not leave Pigalle.

Excuse me...

So?

He's an artist, you
know how it is...

I know him, I'll talk to him.

Do not underestimate me.

Why do you want to take him there?

Many stars come to Germany.

The French who work there
need a distraction.

Even Edith Piaf and I will go.

They are not gypsies.

You're like Java, back
and forth, then some...

I returned to Belgium.
Paris lost me.

I miss Belgium.

At this beautiful concert.

- Come on!
- Come on!

- Come on!
- To you, Django!

Hey, listen.

Listen to this.

This is Effmann's letter.

The swing parts called swing

shall not exceed 20%
of the repertoire.

20%!

Let's play what, then?

We will not play waltzes.

You will set the pace.

I swear...
And it's not over.

Kick the foot during a solo...

Kicking the foot during a
solo is strictly prohibited.

It is a provocation.

If you are not on this tour,
we will have problems.

All non-Aryan instruments,

like cow kina...

- I'm not joking. Listen.
"He said no, Charles.

Cineta de vaca...

Wait, there is one for you...

I read that now.

The double bass must
be played with the bow

in jazz musics.

Read this:
"The cow bell is for..."

Give it here, I want to see it.

Oh yes, that's right...

very interesting.

Charlie.

Stop the jokes...

I'm serious.

I'll leave you.

Come on, Charles.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

At the bottom of the pillar to the left.

Good evening.

- Good evening, Lucas.
- Django.

Are you married?

Do not.

Is that you?

Are you happy?

I have nothing to complain about.

Your German friends are
stretching you the red carpet,

is getting involved
with obscure things...

This war is not mine.

It's not gypsy war.
We never made a war.

Simple like that, is not it?

I'm a musician.
Jazz musician.

It's what I do best.

Who will come to hear me,

It's not my problem.

Is it a hint to me?

As there is no more American jazz,
I became the King of Swing.

People want me and I get them.

You make your monkey
number trained.

Do you think so?

Perhaps. But the public
likes and I feed my family.

Do not you hear another
song at night in Paris?

Django.

You have to see it.
He is dying to laugh.

- Come and see.
- Just arrived.

Who is this clown?

It's Hitler.

Oh good...

- What a ridiculous mustache.
- Nazi mustache.

Just like yours.

That's the alarm!

Naguire, chord.

- It's okay.
- Get yourself together.

- I'm coming, Django.
- Get Joko.

Comes.
Comes.

Lu Plume!
Mommy!

Quick.
The alarm rang, we have to leave.

Mommy!

We're going to the subway.
You have to wake up.

The alarm is ringing, there
will be a plane bomber.

I'm not afraid of bombs.

Hurry up.
Let's go.

Mam, it's dangerous.

Let's go! You do not need a shoe.
Come barefoot.

Calm down, it's okay.

Let's go, let's go.

See, Django...

- I received from my parents yesterday.
- What is it?

- That's a CCO.
- What is it?

Convocation of
compulsory attendance.

I have to go to Mr Werner at
the Champs Elysees, number 52

We'll be shipped to Germany.

Germany?

We got nothing.

A song of love

Night

Gently in the wind

Walking

Stop, stop!

My ear is not pinico.

You, this is a violin,
not a bagpipe.

I touch what is written.
- It does not matter!

"Do you have shit in your ears?"
"Not at all.

No excuses.

It has to be sweet.

Like a beautiful velvet.

Do you understand my son?

We'll get back to the beginning.

Not bad, is it?

Can we record?

Very good idea, is not Django?

I have good news.

During his tour in Germany,

Goebbels wants to
see you in Berlin.

Various concerts on
the biggest stages

to keep the morale of the troops
returning from the front.

A cache...

A very good cache.

"Do you know Delphi Palast?"
- Do not.

What about the olfactory state?

Neither do they.

Can you imagine?

Django Heinardt, the
Gypsy and his Quintet,

playing for thousands
of German soldiers.

For Goebbels and maybe
even for the F�hrer.

In between.

This cousin's house
is so beautiful.

Why did you leave?

Imitate Clark Gable to me.

- No, no.
- Please.

- Stop.
- Please.

I am the nightingale who
cries in the night.

I am...

The gentle breeze in the morning

who caresses his charming face.

You have a name, do not you?

Yes I have a name!

My name is...

Django!

- I did not like him...
- Oh really?

I loved!

Do you know Raymond Weiss?

The blind man?
I did not know him.

He was shot like a
dog in the Ardennes.

- How do you know that?
- I heard.

His family was massacred or
sent to where no one knows.

I remember as a child

I could hear him sing for hours.

In Belgium and the north, people
disappeared without a trace.

Django, you must run away.

While there is time.

I'm safe here.
Doctor Jazz protects me.

You are a part that can be
forwarded to the front.

Above him is Effmann
and Goebbels.

What they are preparing
is abominable.

They love me.

They want me to go
to give concerts.

Have not you changed your mind?

This is crazy.
Will never let you go back.

Let's go to the movies
to distract a little?

Oh, Django.

"Are you okay, my dear?"
- Yes and you?

Charlie, is he here?

Yes, on the phone.
Do you want me to let you know?

No, no.

Can you autograph
your last album?

I do not know how to write.

The rehearsals for Berlin
should be planned.

You have never touched
these conditions.

The rooms are gigantic.

The Folies Bergeres, next door...
Charlie.

The Effmann service
offers 80,000.

It goes no further, but it's good.

With Doctor Jazz, we want
2 recording sessions

with Deutsche Gramophone.

What was this?

I was sharpening my razor.
I made a deep cut.

I had to immobilize her to heal.

Are you kidding me?

Do not.

It is not possible.

It's too late.
Everything is organized.

Everything is signed.

"You want my noise?"
- Charlie...

I'll be with the
Gestapo on my foot.

"It's nothing against you."
- Django, do not do that.

If we lose Doctor Jazz's
support, we're dead.

The Hot Club is over.

Everything we did
together is over.

I do not like being forced.
I will not go.

What will I tell them?

Say that Django wants the
same cache as Clark Gable.

Joko, get your violin.

We're looking for Mr. Reinhardt.

Yes, why?

"We'd like to see him."
- I am myself.

Django, it's the police.

OK.

Stand up please.

From the front, now.

Mr. Reinhardt Jean.

Born on January 23, 1910

in Liberchies.

- Where is this?
- In Belgium.

Are you a nomad?

I'm a gypsy.

M sico, sir.

17.3

Open your mouth.

Open more.

Yes.

6.9

7.4

Doctor, can you come
here to see this?

Put your hand on the table.

It is a congenital degeneration

of breeding of inbreeding.

Turn.

This type of relationship
is not natural

generates more fetal formations
with muscular atrophies.

You have a typical case
of Schynzen phocomelias.

None of this.

This is a burn.

I burned mine in a trailer
with celluloid flowers.

Everybody knows it.

It's all right.

You have made your
disability a surpassing one.

You are a virtuous man.

Everybody knows it.

Good trip to Germany, Mr.
Reinhardt.

You have two minutes, hurry up.

Hello, Black.
I want to talk to the Naguine.

She is not here, you miser.
Go away!

Open the door!

I have nothing to talk to you.
Go away!

Black.

Can you hear me?

Do not open this door.

She has nothing to do here.

- What you want?
- Naguine.

There were many prisoners of gypsies.

They are trapped like animals,

and if they disobey they
end up being killed

or deported to Germany.

Women are separated from their
children and sterilized.

Babies serve as guinea
pigs for experiments...

The Germans love my son.

He will use it as a puppet
to amuse Nazi officials.

See how she refers to him.

Let her talk.

I've spoken to Django,
but he can not hear me.

He trusts only you.

You have to persuade him
to go to Switzerland.

- What is it?
- I'll call Thonon fast.

There are documents for your family.

and instructions for travel.

My contact name is Rossignol.
He is trustworthy.

Why are you helping us?

Django is a unique physicist.

He can make beautiful things.

Now you already know everything.
Do whatever you want.

Now it's you who will listen to me.

Yes, Django is unique.
And he's my man.

Forget him.

A woman like you can
not make you happy.

Good luck.

We're in a small
restaurant, me and Django.

The waiter came and
brought a small pot.

With a good niglo.

What is it?

- It's a hedgehog dish.
- Ah...

There was a table with 2
soldiers and 2 Parisians.

One of the soldiers stood up.

Sir!
With that accent.

Ah, the accent!

What are you eating?

You look like a mouse.

Django turned and said:

Yes sir.
It's a mouse from the Parisian subway.

Do you eat hedgehog?

Yes ma'am.
And it's delicious.

"Have you eaten yet?"
- Yes!

- Thank you.
- Naguine.

Naguine.

I raise to 100.

150.

300.

I'll go to bed.

I cover the 300.

Django, you do not have 300.

Lets play roll, I bring
in pr xima round.

We play with the
money on the table.

Excuse me.

We're not going to start lending.

Come on, Joko.

Naguine...

What's happening?

We have to leave, Django.

I do not like this woman,

but she is right.

Why did not you tell
me she came here?

And why did not you
tell me she came back?

They gave us a wash.

The Feather Snoring...

You have something to tell me.

I...

I'm not going with you to Thonon.

Because?

I do not know...

There is no way.

You know, I have a wife.

And a boy.

I always followed
where you went.

Ever.

How are you going to do it?

I turn around, do not worry.

It's not the end of the world.

I have some things that I wrote.

They offered me a recording.

Concerts.

This is my chance.

Mister Soloist wants his light.

Hey, I got my stuff.

Nin-nin.

Do not dream too much.

Ah, my brother...

"Who is this Rossignol?"
- A painter.

He went to America.

Lu's house is empty,
but it has beds.

The rooms are upstairs
if you want to see them.

The travel was good?

Do not.

Is it Switzerland?

Yes.

Why do not we go through?
Some paddles and we're there.

By the lake, it's very risky.

It's 13 kilometers.

The Germans took over the
posts of the Italians.

The coast is heavily guarded.

Smugglers are not trustworthy.

They double the combo in the
middle of the crossing.

If they do not have money,
they take him out of the boat.

We find people
drowning every day.

We are lucky,

there is a family nearby.

Here's your cousin.

Michto?

Django!

Hi, Django.

- Django!
- Oh, no!

Oh no, no, no!

I'm happy to see you.

Is your family well?

For now, we are waiting
for the Draka family.

They know a safer place,

in the south.

When they arrive?

Who knows...

We've been waiting for a month.

The problem here

is that we have to pay
for the city hall.

Every week.

The worst is not the
Germans, but the military.

We're not doing more business...

We have no right to
sell the horses.

What do you do then?

At least we can play in a bar.

We played some songs.

Would not you like
to play with us?

You know, we're just
passing through!

Thank you.

Its sa of.

Sa of.

Django!

Here you are.

Try it.

Thank you.
So what's the news?

We'll have to wait.

It's complicated.

What is complicated?

The leader of the Resistance said
that you are not a priority.

To cross, you have
to wait for Louise.

Do you know where she is?

Not really.

Does that mean no?

There were prisons in Paris.

She was arrested?

I do not know.

Did you do a duet
with Louis Armstrong?

Does he really have
cracked lipids?

Was it good to play with
Coleman Hawkins on sax?

It was very good, yes.

"The Falcon" is his
nickname, is not it?

Before you met, he
won all the duels,

except one, against
Lester Young.

"The Kansas City Terror".

How do you know these things?

Are you psychic?

You need to shave your mustache.

How is it?

Not to be recognized.

You're not in your head.

- As well? I'm right.
- Stop.

Duke Ellington, how was he?

It was black.

Here, my son.

Put them on.

That's all I found.

Without a ticket, everything is very expensive.

- That is all?
- Yes.

We should have stayed in Paris.

We had everything there.

And what do we have here?
Anything.

There are evil spirits here.
I am out of here.

Do not be so proud.

You should play
that bar with them.

We have waited a long time,
and we have nothing to eat.

Do not worry about our baby.

Do not be afraid.
As long as you have the viol...

will be a snake charmer.

No one will dare
touching n s.

I love it, Naguine.

It's not bad, but...

Play faster, it will get better.

One two three four.

You will go forward.

Do not look at your fingers.

Come on, play faster.

Sit down, go on.

Come on, go on.

Do not move, stay like this.

That's okay.

Keep playing, Gagar.

So you will forget your fingers.

Do not!

This is my favorite piece.

I like it when it's faster.

Is this me?

Yes, you are our hero.

No,

I'm a gypsy, like you.

My son is not anyone.

He has already done many concerts.

It has been everywhere.
England, Italy, Spain...

It is known everywhere.

Payment proportional to
the clients that come.

Are not you Mr. Hoffman?

You're the only ones, not me.

You'll see her crowded
bar, believe me.

You can not buy a
lion with a foot.

We will see.

Make an effort, you
will not regret it.

I can not do more than that.

Mama.

Stop. That does not help.

Show him, for this sausage.

- What did you say?
"That's a secret between us.

So?

What do you think?

We can fit it.

You will not regret it.

But first, sign here.

What is it?

- That's the law.
- I can not read or write.

That certifies that
you are not Jews.

How much will you pay?

50 francs.

The rest will be paid
with the tickets.

Give me something to drink.

Is he of good heart?

She's terrible!

Come on, come on, music!

Joko!

Joko!

What are you doing here?
Let's go!

What's happening?

The house was ordered.
You go away.

Get out of here!

We did not do anything!

Get down!
Faster, please.

Your documents.

Lieutenant.

Thanks.
I'll do it myself.

Did you feel it?

Our son will be a tiger.

Or a tigress!

Good Morning.

Good Morning.

Are you okay?

Do you like to fish?

It is well, my son.

Yes, my father.

The radar was repaired
shortly before the war.

The sound is magnificent.

You do not think I'm going
to play during your sermons.

I do not believe it at all.

They are superstitions.

That's not it.

I thought you'd be at
peace here to write.

Who told you I was writing?

Oh, there's you, the sparrow.

I told you to be
discreet, with...

Where is she in Switzerland?

- But...
- Where is she?

I depend on you to cross.

Do you wanna Dance?

- No, thank you.
- Get out of here.

Get out!

Are you still here?

The documents.

Take the.

Where are we going?

Mr. Reinhardt.
Come in, please.

Your talent is precious, but
if you are in the wrong hands,

can sow violence

and clutter.

- I just play music.
"Do not be innocent.

You are not.

Ah, Mrs De Klerk.

Come in, please.

I think it's unnecessary to make
the presentations, is not it?

It is not necessary.

Hi, Django.

You are being
awaited in Germany.

Did you forget that?

The Staffel Propaganda
and the Embassy in Paris

they reported me
their disappearance

when everything was
ready for the tour.

What are you doing in Thonon?

Do not tell me you want
to cross to Switzerland?

Do not.

AND...

Prior to his departure for Berlin,

I would like you to
do a show for us.

In the next week,
officials from the region

will meet in the Amphion village.

A beautiful place where Mrs.
De Klerk and I live.

Mr. and Mrs. Schwartz
are our guests.

Our officers are far
from their families.

and this is the
opportunity to offer them

a moment of relaxation.

We also appreciate your music,

provided they do not pass the measure.

Django knows the rules
of advertising.

He had already applied them in Paris.

Lucky for you being
such a devotee.

Louise insisted

to invite him to be among us.

This is an opportunity to redeem
yourself from your conduct.

But it will be on the ground.

At the slightest slip,

we will be forced to break
your other fingers.

Hammerstein!

Take this gentleman.

Come here.

Lieutenant.

In Amphion, you will be

the person responsible
for artistic purity.

No false note will be tolerated.

Come on.
"I have one last favor to ask."

Let him join your family.

A dungeon is not the most
appropriate place to rehearse.

Louise...

Who will ensure that your

protected will not you run away?

I guarantee.

Django!

Django!

Django, wait!

"What circus is that?"
- Calm down.

You should take us
to Switzerland.

Do not yell.
Do not yell.

It's been two months
I've been hiding here.

Did you tell me about the Germans
so I could make a concert?

You're still a ego.

You did not worry about
what happened to me.

You should be happy to see me.

You're the only person that
the war has not changed.

Louise!

I was arrested soon
after you left Paris.

They interrogated me for a week.

They were not kind to me.

What they did?

I can not tell you more.

- Say it.
- No, no.

- Tell me.
"Believe me, it will be better this way.

Are you with them now?

What question!

Huns Biber allowed me
to bring his musicians.

You have to do this concert.

- This is important.
- Because?

- We must obey.
"I'll never play for them."

You have no choice!

They killed my monkey.

Is that serious?

Please silence.

Silence!

Notice from Feldkommandanfur.

Thonon-les-Bains,
November 9, 1943.

Since today,

the nomads of the Field of the Crest

are prohibited from
leaving your facility

and travel on public roads
and make campfires.

You are under house arrest.

The violation of this decree

will result in imprisonment.

Ladr is!

I'll break the
first one's mouth!

I'll split the head!

Come on, Mommy.

"Are not you coming with us?"
- Do not.

- Django.
"How are you?"

I am fine.

I missed you, you thugs.

"Where is Joseph?"
"You did not know?"

He fled to hide in Toulon.

Since when?

There will be a month.

He is smart.

He found his place in the sun.

Did Louise tell you
Charles was arrested?

- Do not.
- They arrested him.

Doctor Jazz released him.

But we never saw his
secretary again.

Beware of Louise.
It is not clean.

Made us play for them.

She said she denounced Charles.

It's the ropes.

And then the choir comes in.

How many micos are you imagining?

Write down, Plume, write down.

My whole family
had been removed.

My son and I escaped.

And my nephew Bakro

was killed by the German guards.

It's Renardo.

One of the children of the Draka family.

His family was trapped in
a camp in Arc-et-Senans.

They separated the families in the countryside.

It was terrifying.

A lot of suffering.

The men's field is
surrounded with barbed wire.

There was death every day.

We were treated like animals.

Even by the French gendarmes.

I came back to warn them.

Everyone who got on the
trains disappeared.

They are the real demons.

I beg of you,

save yourself all !.

Do not stay here.

He is tired, he has to rest.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

It's all up to you.

Their ability to distract them.

- Who will it be?
"Les Boches, at Villa Amphion.

"Louise spoke to you?"
- I need an airman.

He is wounded and can
not cross the mountain.

We will cross the lake
during your concert.

You've been fooling me for months.

I'm waiting, waiting
with my family.

And the time of departure never comes.

When we were brutalized
at the camp,

stole carts, horses...

And you did not do anything.

And do I have to touch so that
someone runs in my place?

You are guaranteed your
passage to Switzerland.

I do not want to know more
about your guarantees!

I do not believe your
promises anymore!

I can not touch, my hands hurt.

Are you hurt?

I have barbs under
my fingernails.

Give it your way.

I will play with a condition.

You must protect the
families of the camp.

"We will do what we can.
- No, look me in the eyes.

I want your word.

For you,

his wife, mother and his parents.

You did it.

As for the others, I can
not promise you anything.

We can take care of those who
are linked to the Resistance.

- It's fine.
"What about the others?"

Women, children and the elderly?

Son of a bitch!

Django!

Come on!

"Is that settled?"
- Yes, Django.

It will bring the members
of the Resistance.

They are young.

Son of a bitch.

Wherever we go, we
do not need it.

You're crazy, stay with him.
That will give you luck.

Thank you.

We have to go.

Do not worry dear

Good morning gentlemen.

You must change.

You will be here waiting.

What are you going to play?

Well, we do not plan

"Manoir de mes r�ves".
"Nuages".

You guys should play
bass during dinner.

so as not to disturb
the conversations.

Preferably the big harmonies.

Nothing Blues.

Breaks are forbidden.

And avoid the most
joyful and fast rhythms.

Not more than 5% of scope.

Soils should not last
longer than 5 seconds.

Ah yes.

Do you know music?

Do not.

But she knows me.

Where are you going?

In three minutes, be on stage.

Was I clear?

Have you tuned it?

Yes.

Tonight, ring for me, please.

- On here?
- No, far from here.

Stop, stop.

Dear friends

I am very pleased to
welcome you here today.

Would like to thank

General of the Huber Division,

who came from Annemasse.

I would like to thank
Mr and Mrs Schwartz

for their hospitality.

I confess that this
landscape, this lake

much reminds me of our
beloved Chiemsee.

We do not deserve a bit of fun.

As the poet Friedrich
R�ckert says:

"Do not ask what fate

I'll book you for tomorrow,

the gift belongs to us

to taste it "

For a free Europe!

A German Europe!

Long live the F�hrer!

Now tell me everything.

About what matter?

You and that... degenerate.

How was it possible?

My first love was a
Russian painter.

A great melancholy who
found life unbearable.

My support was of no use.

He committed suicide shortly
after our engagement.

I went out every night

to get drunk on music.

And dance.

It was at that time
that I met Django.

He was gorgeous.

With him, I forgot my suffering.

Listen how beautiful it is.

- That's a Blues.
- Do not.

Are you bored?

Do not. Not with you.
Never.

- I want to dance.
- Ah yes?

- I can...
"You'll be next."

Official!

- No...
- Please.

No, but...

We have to stop them.

We must put an end to their actions.

- Do you allow me?
- With pleasure.

I wanted to dance.

This monkey monkey
makes people crazy!

Stop this concert right now!

Stop the music.

Stop the music!

Hammerstein!

Get them out of here!

Quick!

Come here.

Thanks, Django.

Thank you.

- I'm afraid.
- Do not.

Do not worry.

Rossignol has the instructions.

I fear for you.

You changed, yes,
I was mistaken.

Let's see each other again?

Yes for sure.

I juice, then I come
back, I juice again...

Like Java.

Open it!

Get out!

Django, I'll see you in Pigalle.

Colonel, your phone
line was cut off.

What's happening?

Members of the Resistance
detonated a German train.

What?

- When was that?
- It's 40 minutes.

Trains derailed.
The damage was heavy.

Where were you, darling?

Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go.

It's a shame.

You danced very well.

Get away from Django!

Burn it all!

Reinhardt!

What are you doing?

Come on, quick!

Come on!

Switzerland is behind the mountain.

I have no more strength.

I will never get there until l.

Come here and help me.

"They're going up, they will not."
- Some problem?

She is not wrong.

They will not.

I'm very tired.

Negros is exhausted.

Can you hide them?

We can not.

You're almost there.

If they catch you,
they'll kill you.

Rossignol will take care of us.

Let's find Joseph in Toulon.

Are you sure?

Forgive me.

Come on, Django!

Hang on!

- What?
- Listen!

They are c � s!

It's a patrol.

- We have to separate.
- Wait a minute.

It's our only chance.

"You keep going up."
- Hang on.

Cross the forest.

When you reach the end, you
will be in Switzerland.

- Good luck.
- Hang on!

The "Gypsy Brothers Requiem"

was carried out only once
during the Liberation of France

in the chapel of the National
Institute of the Blind in Paris.

Django Heinardt dedicated
his piece to all Gypsies

persecuted during the 2nd
World War in Europe.

The score was lost.
There are only a few excerpts.