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Don't forget about tonight.

That's the minute.

You won't need your card tonight, Mr. Reynolds.

You're coming with us.

What is this, a kidnapping?

A little social visit.

This way, please.

Yes, what

can I do for you?

Mr. Oliver, you will come with us quickly.

Come with you?

What for?

That you will soon learn.

You will come with us if you are free.

But I'm not working on the formula.

Lying would do you no good, Mr. Oliver.

It's very dangerous.

I'm not lying.

I'm telling you the truth.

Who is working on formula 311 besides yourself?

Is it Norton or Healy?

I don't know.

I've told you a thousand times, I don't know.

Someone in the new lean chemical plant is working on

the formula.

Who is it?

I don't know.

I don't know!

Then why did Mr. Reynolds say that neither you nor

Norton or Healy were working on it?

Reynolds is wrong.

I'm not working on 311.

Norton or Healy may be working on it.

I'm not even in that department.

The company can tell you that.

All right, Mr. Oliver.

I believe you are telling the truth.

Thank you for coming.

Heinrich, turn on the light.

Danke schön, Heinrich.

Wolf.

See that our good friend gets home safely.

You mean I can go home?

Certainly.

Please accept my apologies for this inconvenience.

This way, please.

So, Herr Heinrich.

Oliver is already home.

And so quick he is too, Captain Gimler.

Did Carl Schmitt send the dossiers on this Norton and

Healy?

Yes, complete.

Good.

Let me have them, please.

We must lose no time.

This Robert Norton might be rather difficult to do business

with, Heinrich.

He has no bad habits.

He's very studious.

An exceptionally hard-working young man.

His family?

Norton, unfortunately.

How about Herr Fielding?

Oh.

Fielding's record is much more interesting.

He'll be easier to persuade, I think.

He is inclined to be a trifle headstrong and reckless.

Gambles occasionally.

Spends many of his evenings in bars.

He is perhaps even attracted to women.

Attracted is hardly the word, Heinrich.

A word for the balance would be extremely difficult, Captain.

Were it not that most men have the same weakness

for a pretty face and a pretty figure.

What about his family?

Yes.

A mother and a sister.

To whom he's very much attached.

His sister Nancy is private secretary to Franklin Prescott.

Head of the New Lean Chemical Corporation.

That is good.

Perfect.

Let me operate the case for you.

How's everything down at the plant?

Oh, couldn't be better.

Getting on high all the time.

That's fine.

What are you going to have?

Oh, bourbon and soda.

Come, Linda.

Or we will be late.

I told you, Heinrich.

I would not go with you.

Do not care for your friends.

But they expect you.

I cannot disappoint them.

I am sorry, Heinrich.

It is useless to argue.

I am not going.

Then I shall go alone.

I do not see this any woman, especially in public.

Good night.

Thank you.

A little old-fashioned, but always reliable.

You are very kind.

Who is willing to help a lady in distress.

You say a very nice thing.

How come I've never seen you around before?

Maybe because I come from Poland.

My family was broken up by the invasion.

So, I come from America.

Oh, that's too bad.

Oh, about your family, I mean.

My name is Fielding.

Tom Fielding.

I am Linda Pablo.

Oh, that's cute.

That's intriguing.

Tell me, does your friend get glad as easily as

he gets mad?

He is not really my friend.

Only recently did I meet him.

I'm glad to hear that.

Because from now on, you and I are going to

see a lot of each other.

How about a drink?

Okay?

If okay means yes, okay.

Okay.

Max, coming up.

Two bourbons.

Good morning, Bob.

What do you mean morning?

It's practically noon.

The old man will forgive me.

Besides, I haven't been late in a long time.

I guess you're right there.

If you weren't such a good character, you would have

been fired long ago.

I'd have been fired a long time ago if it

hadn't been for you, Bob.

Of course, I will admit I'm one of the greatest

little chemists that ever balanced a test tube.

Says you.

Where did you go last night?

Another merry-go-round?

I'm still going around in circles.

Boy, you ought to see what I found for myself.

That cutest little refugee.

From what?

Well, now you guess.

I bet she has the cutest little accent.

You're not kidding.

Where'd you meet her?

Some bar.

And what's wrong with that?

Nothing, but I just remembered that the last girl you

met in a bar was going to see you for

pizza promise.

Remember?

Say, listen, Tom, why don't you cut out all this

foolishness and come down to earth?

Someday you're going to get yourself into a jam you

won't be able to get out of.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Lecture me.

I can take it.

Oh, I'm not trying to tell you what to do,

but, well, I'm just getting sick and tired of you

going on year after year making the same mistake.

Everybody can't be as lucky as you, Bob.

Oh, by the way, have you and Sis set the

date yet?

Can't be till after the war now.

There's lots to be done, and it won't be long

before you and I'll be right in the middle of

it.

Suits me.

I look good in a uniform.

Meanwhile, a little fun is good for the soul.

Mr. Prescott's office.

Miss Fielding speaking.

Good morning, Nancy.

Oh, hello, Bob.

Well, tell Prescott I'll have that report up to him

early this afternoon.

Yes.

Yes, he's here, but little to worse for wear and

tear.

But he'll probably survive.

Will you tell him the next time he gets in

at 4 o'clock in the morning that I'll be

waiting for him in the rolling pin.

Don't forget you're having dinner with us tonight.

Goodbye, Bob.

What you're trying to tell me, Mr. Curtis, is that

Reynolds and Oliver were murdered in a direct attempt to

secure information on our 311 formula.

Exactly.

That's why I flew in from Washington.

Ah.

It sounds impossible.

Now hold on, Mr. Prescott.

Although the bodies of Oliver and Reynolds were found miles

apart without a clue on them, they both did work

here as chemists, didn't they?

Very disturbing, I must admit.

But, uh...

Mr. Prescott, just let me ask you a question.

If you were an enemy of this country and you

discovered we had a process, which by the simple addition

of a few grams of a secret formula to a

gallon of gasoline would double its power output, wouldn't you

do anything in the world to get it?

Admittedly.

But after all, in this plant, we're only working on

one part of the formula.

Charles Smith at the number one plant back east is

working on the other part.

Smith was working.

A few days ago, he quit his job and disappeared.

And, uh, headquarters is convinced he took a copy of

the formula with him.

Preposterous.

Why, Smith has been in the organization for years.

Our recent investigations show that your Charles Smith is actually

Professor Carl Smith of Leipzig.

Probably one of the cleverest and most unscrupulous scientific spies

ever to come out of Europe.

What you say is true.

The situation is serious.

Well, we've got to face the facts.

Tell me, Mr. Prescott.

If this formula were entirely in the hands of an

enemy, could they actually make use of it?

Undoubtedly, Smith could put it together.

You see, Smith is, uh, or was working on one

part of the formula.

We want another here.

Those two parts, plus an ingredient of which this bottle

is a sample, properly combined would make 311.

Pardon me, sir.

And, uh, incidentally, if that amount of 3B11 were improperly

mixed, why, uh, why, there's enough there to blow this

building off its foundation.

Very dangerous business clear through.

For the time being, I can't promise you any wholesale

fireworks.

Things aren't done that way.

However, this Carl Smith must be apprehended at all costs.

You're right.

I promise you that Norton and Fielding will be guarded

night and day.

Without them knowing it, of course.

I see.

Hey, Tom.

Not a word of what Prescott said about Oliver and

Randall.

Okay, Bob.

Hello, Bob.

Hello, Mandy.

Hey, there.

What's the matter?

No breathing?

Hello, Ted.

Come on, children.

Hurry up.

Dinner's almost ready.

I'm sorry, Mother.

I have a date for dinner.

Dear me, Tom, and I cook such a nice dinner,

too.

Will you just keep a sandwich in the icebox for

me?

All right, darling.

I have to change, so I'll see you all later.

Well, there he goes.

Hey, what kept you so late?

Well, gosh, I had to work.

Honestly.

Well, you're so wrapped up in those chemicals of yours.

I sure am.

After all, you're just a bunch of chemicals yourself, aren't

you?

I am not.

What?

Not even just a little touch on that beautiful face

of yours?

Oh, I think you're horrid.

Come on, children.

Dinner's ready.

Okay, Mom.

It's your turn, Ed, to get the report into credit.

Yeah.

I always get the late shift.

All right, Ed.

Feelings your man.

Take good care of him.

I'll keep an eye out on Norton.

I always get on his bunions, Ed.

You're just being patriotic.

Conserving rubber.

Okay.

See you later.

Okay.

Hello, Linda.

Hello, Tom.

Tell me, did you think about me a little bit

today?

All day long.

I could hardly wait for the plant to close.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought about you, too.

Miss Cox was before dinner?

Uh, what about champagne cocktails?

Yes.

Champagne cocktails.

For two?

For two.

You're one to not telephone, sir.

Who, me?

You are Mr. Fielding, are you not?

Well, yes, but how would anyone know I was here?

I believe it was a Mr. Norton.

You old snooper.

How did he know I was here?

Will you excuse me?

I'll be right back.

Hurry.

On this one?

On the private phone, please.

Oh.

Right here, sir.

There was no call for you, my friend.

What do you mean, no call for me?

I merely wanted to speak with you.

Privately.

There must be some mistake.

I've never met you before.

Never make a mistake, Mr. Fielding.

Never.

Well?

Sit down.

You work on the Neoline chemical plant.

You are living with your mother and charming sister.

And you love them very much.

Then you wouldn't want something to happen to them, would

you?

What are you talking about?

You wouldn't dare.

We dare anything.

Your family would be perfectly safe.

If you do as we ask.

I'm listening.

Deliver to me the 311 gasoline formula.

As soon as possible.

Why, you.

You're not going to get away with this.

You see, Mr. Fielding, resistance is no good.

You should learn to control your temper.

Mr. Fielding.

We are going to talk about that gasoline formula.

You and Robert Norton are working on that formula.

Yes?

I think you think.

Then you are working on that formula alone?

Huh?

You answer me with your stubborn silence.

It is Norton.

Not you.

Were you looking for something, sir?

This is the way out.

Right.

Good night, sir.

Good night.

Now, Mr. Fielding, we understand each other.

You are free to go.

Mr. Fielding.

It would be best to mention this interview to no

one.

To no one, understand?

And please remember.

We are determined to get that gasoline formula.

Either from you or your friend, Mr. Norton.

Understand?

Yes, I think.

Very well.

You will be contacted again for further instruction.

Goodbye.

And remember.

Your mother and sister.

Mr. Gimler.

What advice to let him go?

I never make mistakes.

Kindly.

Have you ever heard of that beautiful friendship of, uh,

Damon and Pitya?

Ah, I begin to understand.

Nice work, sister.

I was just following our instructions, Mr. Fielding.

If you and your friends think you're going to get

away with this, you have another thing coming.

That we shall see.

Good night.

I must have left my keys in my other coat.

Where's Mom?

Well, in bed, hours ago.

Oh, I hope I didn't disturb her.

What's the matter?

Aren't you well?

No, I'm all right.

What time did Bob leave?

Oh, he left a while ago.

Sis, has he ever spoken to you about his work?

Well, yes, once or twice, but nothing important.

His papers, did he ever show them to you?

Of course not.

Why are you asking me these things?

I don't know.

I guess I'm just worried.

It's not important.

Shall I mention it to him?

No, no, no, no.

Just forget it.

I'll see you in the morning.

Good night.

Good night, Tom.

And please stop worrying.

I said forget it.

Good night.

Good night.

I want the formula.

Formula.

Remember your sister.

Formula.

Formula.

Formula.

Formula.

Formula.

Get up.

Don't do it, Tom.

Remember your mother.

Your dear good souls.

Freeze.

Freeze.

Freeze.

Well.

Oh, hello, Bob.

Say, what's the idea?

Showing me up by getting to work in the middle

of the night?

Before me?

I was just making up for yesterday morning.

Attaboy.

What about the refugees?

Oh, skip it.

Wrong number.

Said a process check on 311.

Did you take it?

Well, what would I do with it?

Nothing, I guess.

Well, it's not important.

I can work it out again.

Hello?

Research lab, Norton speaking.

Yes, sir.

Who was it?

Prescott wants me to come up to the front office.

Morning, Nancy.

Good morning, Bob.

Aren't you smiling this morning?

Well, to tell you the truth, I'm worried about Tom.

Has anything happened?

What?

Nothing I know of.

Why?

Well, he came home last night all out of sorts.

Really not at all like himself.

Maybe he's been unlucky in love.

You know he's got a new girl, a refugee.

Well, I hope that's all that's troubling him.

Well, come on.

We'd better go in.

Mr. Prescott's waiting for us.

There you are, sir.

Good morning, Bob.

Good morning, Mr. Prescott.

Hi, Curtis.

Good morning, Norton.

Pull up a chair and sit down, Bob.

Thank you.

Norton, I want to ask you a few questions.

Go right ahead.

Did you notice anything out of the ordinary this morning

with Tom Fielding?

Was he upset or nervous or anything like that?

No, I didn't notice anything unusual.

He's always a bit grumpy in the morning.

Norton, I'm going to give it to you straight.

Last night, we assigned two men to watch both you

and your friend.

You left the Fielding home at 9.45, stopped at

the night owl for a ham sandwich and a cup

of coffee.

After that, you bought a newspaper, went straight home, and

stayed there until you came to work this morning.

Is that correct?

That's right.

On the other hand, Fielding left home at 7.30.

After that, we lost all trace of him until he

came to work this morning.

I thought you had a man following him.

Yes, we did.

He was found this morning in the riverbed.

Murdered.

Murdered?

Surely you don't suspect Tom.

This much is clear.

All Fielding's activities last night.

So where Fielding went.

He did mention something about a dinner and gave me

a glass of wine.

Where?

Oh, he didn't say.

Did he say with whom?

No, he didn't tell me, but I'm sure he'd be

glad to tell you himself.

Well, perhaps.

But I'd rather use the human angle.

Now, we feel that you have his confidence and I

want your help.

Oh, but surely you can't believe that Tom would sell

out his country.

This country's at war, Norton.

Nothing can be left to chance.

Nothing must be left to guesswork.

We've got to know.

Of course.

You put me in a pretty tough spot.

You see, Tom and I are pals.

He's going to be my brother-in-law.

Well, I'll do anything I can to help.

Thanks.

Handle it any way you think best.

What was that?

Nothing important.

I wonder what happened to those notes.

Oh!

Oh, you big monkey, stop squawking.

Is that what you were looking for?

It was probably there all the time.

I looked all over the floor before I went to

press the talks.

Maybe you're getting blind in your old age.

Somebody put those notations there while I was gone.

You mean I did it?

Yes.

Well, have it your way.

Look, why didn't you tell me about the refugee?

I told you before to skip it.

Where did you go last night?

Around, places.

What places, for instance?

That is absolutely none of your business.

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe it is my business.

The man who was assigned to protect you last night

was murdered.

What?

Curtis had his boat shattered.

My man reported him alive.

Where was he killed?

I don't know.

You don't think I had anything to do with it?

No.

No, I don't, but Curtis doesn't.

Oh, Tom, maybe I could help you a little bit.

If only you confide in me.

I can't, so don't ask me.

Let me figure it out for myself.

Otherwise, it would only mean trouble.

Trouble is right.

But we can't duck it, Tom.

Don't you see this is bigger than you or I?

It means trouble for Uncle Sam.

Oh, Tom, we're pals, and I hate this just as

much as you do.

But don't you see how important all this is?

Now, what about this girl, this refugee you met?

Where did you go?

All right, I'll tell you.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Excuse me.

Don't worry.

It was nothing.

May you soon have $100,000.

$100,000?

Yes.

All cash?

Perhaps a lot more.

A smart young man has many opportunities these days.

You have marvelous vision.

Yes.

This way, please.

An old friend of mine, Tom Fielding, has been here

last night, and he recommends the place very highly.

I'm glad Mr. Fielding enjoyed it, sir.

All right.

I think I'll have some Yankee pot roast and lots

of coffee, to keep him awake.

Yes, sir.

May I present Miss Pablo.

She's a friend of Mr. Fielding.

How do you do?

How do you do?

Won't you join me?

I would be delighted.

Oh, you're the young lady that had dinner with him

last night.

Well, yes.

Tom told me he enjoyed your company very much.

Did he tell you anything else?

Why, yes.

He said I could trust you.

That was very thoughtful of him.

But I wonder if you are to be trusted.

Confidence is sometimes based on strong emotions rather than mutual

trust.

Ah, I begin to understand.

Yes, your relationship is very clear now.

Oh, fine.

But you know, I...

I feel as if you knew all about me long

before this.

I did.

You are Bob Thornton.

And now we can talk, yes?

Definitely.

I came here for that purpose.

And I'm ready to...

listen.

Without ceremony?

Of course.

Briefly, some friends of mine are interested in a new

lean formula, 3-11.

And they are willing to purchase a copy of it.

In times like these, your friend's interest in 3-11

might mean a firing squad.

You are smart, Mr. Thornton.

We also are smart.

None of us are blundering fools.

Well, then, of course, your friends realize that I have

access only to a part of formula 3-11.

We are aware of that, too.

Nevertheless, if you are willing to keep your mouth shut

and act quickly, you may continue to live a very

wealthy man.

What do you call wealthy?

Well, say, $100,000?

$100,000?

All cash.

I do not expect your answer now.

Just think over what you have been told until you

are contacted again.

By you?

Perhaps.

But before leaving, let me give you a word of

warning.

A guarded tongue never speaks unwisely.

And remember, every move you make from now on will

be known to us.

It's been so nice talking to you.

Good night.

Good night.

It's been a great pleasure meeting you here.

I think now everything is ready.

Heinrich, code a message to Carl Schmitt.

Have him board the Dawn Express and fly west immediately.

Yes, sir.

Hello.

It was very nice of you to have sent your

friend.

He had such a fine tone.

And I think everything worked out favorably.

My friend?

Yes, Mr. Knopf.

Well, I didn't send him over to you.

You're very sensible, Mr. Fielding, to be so kind.

I will get in touch with you again.

Goodbye.

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, hello, Bob.

Oh, you're going out?

Well, I had to get some cigarettes.

Oh, wait a minute.

I have plenty of cigarettes.

Say, let's go in and sit down.

I'd like to talk to you.

All right, Bob.

Why didn't you tell me all that happened at the

Alpine Grill?

I told you everything.

What do you mean?

Why didn't you tell me those birds offered you $100

,000 for a little light feed?

That's not so.

Well, I suppose you're going to deny that you told

them that I'm working on 311, too.

Bob, why the devil don't you stay out of this?

They're not going to stand for any tricks.

They'll kill us all.

Nobody's going to be killed.

Hello, Bob.

I didn't know you were here.

Oh, I just stopped in to go over some figures

with Tom.

You boys are worried about something.

Come on, now.

What is it?

You're wrong, Nancy.

Oh, don't hold out on me, Bob.

I've got eyes and I've got ears.

And I've been watching and listening to both of you

ever since Reynolds and Oliver were killed.

You see, Nancy's right.

She knows.

Be quiet, Tom.

I won't.

Why should I?

Those were spies that killed Reynolds and Oliver.

And they threatened to kill you and Mother, too.

Not so loud.

Mother will hear you.

Oh, come on.

Be yourself.

Let's sit down and talk this thing over sensibly.

He's right, Tom.

Now, listen, Tom.

I know you're not going to take this thing lying

down.

It's up to people like you and me to face

the music.

He's a good soldier.

But what can we do against all of them?

Tom, there are 130 million of us.

Bob, I'm sorry.

I'll do everything I can to get us out of

this.

That's the stuff.

We'll run those rats right back into the holes they

came out of.

I guess that's about all, Mr. Curtis.

She offered me $100,000 and told me she'd contact

me again.

Oh, uh, she wanted me to keep my mouth shut.

But she left.

And believe me, it didn't take me long to get

out of there myself.

Tell me, Norton.

At any time during this conversation, was Schmidt's name mentioned?

No.

No, it wasn't.

Well, without Carl Schmidt, it wouldn't do them any good

to get it.

Norton, I firmly believe that through you, we can bring

Schmidt out in the open.

Would you be willing to help us?

Yes, of course.

You know I would.

Now, that's fine.

Now, tonight, I want you to, uh, Oh,

good evening, Miss Fielding.

Has my brother Tom been here tonight?

Right you are.

He came in just about 10 minutes ago.

Oh, thank you.

I'm so glad he's here.

Nancy, what are you doing here?

Tom, where are you going?

Never mind.

I'm going home.

Please, Tom.

You've got to listen.

You've got to.

I know what I'm doing.

Tom!

Good evening, sir.

Hello, I thought I'd come back and enjoy some of

your good food.

With pleasure, sir.

Right this way.

Oh, don't bother.

Good evening.

Hello.

I hoped I'd find you here.

Looks as if our new friend likes this place.

Maybe you're right.

This way.

This is the gentleman you are to do business with.

I'm glad you came.

Thank you.

Smoke?

Cigarette?

No, thank you.

You have come to a decision already.

Do you accept the proposition I made?

Well, I'm not sure.

What do you mean?

Well, I'd like to know a guarantee I have that

I'll get full protection from it.

Well, you have my word.

I see.

Did you bring the formula?

Why, yes.

And may I have it, please?

What about the $100,000?

All cash, now.

My friend, I'm not a fool.

You do not think I would give you good money

for a piece of paper.

Well, I figured you were a chemist.

You ought to know what this means.

I wonder, Mr. Norton, if you're trying to play tricks.

You came here without being properly contacted.

Suddenly.

Well, I came here on my own account.

I didn't want fielding to beat me to it.

So typical.

Pardon me, Mr. Norton.

But you will not mind, I'm sure, if I take

the precaution of not giving you money to do yet.

Yes.

This formula has to be tested.

Oh, by all means, go ahead.

Test it yourself.

Someone will come and make a test.

After that, you will be paid.

Who will make the test with me?

One of the most marvelous scientists in the whole world.

Professor Carl Schmitt.

Professor Schmitt?

I'll be very happy to work with the professor.

I'm sorry I couldn't stop him.

I thought I'd find you here.

Did he try to tell you the formula?

Why do you ask this?

If he did, he's a liar.

He couldn't give you the 3-11 formula without the

part I have here.

You can't give him that.

Ah, then you have what I want most.

That's right.

With this, I could show any chemist in the world

how to compound 3-11.

Tom, do you realize what you're doing?

If that stuff gets in the wrong hands, it'll be

the end of all of us.

Very well.

You will now prove that you can mix the 3

-11 formula.

Oh, stop, you fool.

We'll all be killed.

Wait a minute.

I'll go through with the bargain.

I'll show you how to mix 3-11.

But I don't want to see him killed.

Of what interest is his life to you?

None to me.

But he means everything to my sister.

Carl Schmitt should land on the Dome Express in 15

minutes.

15 minutes?

We haven't much time.

Carl Schmitt cannot come here.

It will be too dangerous now.

Then we go to meet him.

Otto, Wolf, take Fielding to the car.

Eric, drive Linda home.

Heinrich, tell August we are leaving this place for the

South Airport.

Yes.

Schultz!

Yes, sir?

Tell August we are leaving.

And you, Mr. Schultz, you take care of Mr. Norton

in here.

Yes, sir.

Here, here.

You can't go in there.

Don't leave me alone.

You cannot go in there.

Let go of me.

You cannot do that.

Oh, let go.

You can't go in there.

I am going in there.

I say you cannot go in there.

You're under arrest.

Get in there.

Hurry.

All right, men.

Save us.

Pa!

Are you all right?

Pa!

All right, son?

Yes.

Come on, now.

Where did they go?

They've got Tom.

They're taking him to the South Airport.

Carl, Carl Schmitt.

He's coming in on the Dawn Express.

The car just pulled out of the alley.

All right, boys.

Cover this place.

Come on, Brown.

We're going to the South Airport.

All right.

Come on, now.

Just follow them.

Come quickly.

I'll take you home.

Just a minute.

Sit right back down, please.

You're under arrest.

Captain, give it up.

Quick.

We must go.

We must go.

Quick.

Let's make

the test at once.

What?

Here on the plane?

Yes.

Right.

That's nothing to work with.

I've brought everything.

Stanley.

Mr. Taylor.

Yes, sir.

Arthur.

The case.

Yes, sir.

Arthur.

We have to help our young friend.

Yes.

We'll soon find out just how valuable he is to

us.

Get over to the dispatches and get a plane to

follow that Chevy immediately.

Yes, sir.

If I understand what Tom's going to do, you won't

need a plane to follow him.

What do you mean by that, Norton?

Tom has a bottle of 3B-11.

If he mixes it the way I think he will,

you'll see what I mean.

Move that case, please.

Here's the 3B-11.

Open it, please.

You'd better let me show you how, Professor.

What?

You young upstart.

You can teach me something?

Me, Professor Carl Schmitt?

Good.

Maybe, Carl.

You should let him show you.

Wait.

Are you sure you know what you're doing?

Yes.

I know.

What a glorious day for the fatherland.

Heil Hitler.